The day had been awfully long, the classes at the university awfully boring.
The sun was setting slowly as you were walking home, stopping a few feet away from your house to take a photo.
A black truck parked in your driveway caught your attention; who could visit your parents at such an hour ?
You took a tiny step forward, peeking at the review mirror. "Have you become shy princess?"
His words caught you off guard, his British accent sounded even thicker than the last time you heard him. "Simon?" Your voice was laced with nervousness, excitement.
He got out of the car, you had the biggest smile on your face. It was hard to hide it, the passion you felt. "I have missed you little one." He spoke as he looked at you, up and down, almost analyzing each one of your features, as though he had just met you for the first time.
A world of things were hidden deep behind that balaclava he always wore, things he would never admit, things that should never see the light. "I have missed you too Si !" Without hesitation, you rushed into his arms, holding onto him tightly.
How innocent you were,
It made him wonder what it would take to fuck that innocence out of you. "How's my little girl?" Your scent overwhelmed his senses, as the tightness in his pants became slightly uncomfortable. He pulled away.
"College was boring."
"You're in college now? You've grown up since the last time I saw you." He surely thought you did, his dirty mind wandered around, thinking of all the other aspects you might have changed in.
"Well you haven't changed, you're still the Simon I know." You said as you playfully pushed him and walked towards the door. Oh if you knew...
"Not so quick princess, I have something for you." The grin underneath his balaclava grew bigger as you looked up at him, those eyes, those lips, the lengths he would go to to taste them. "Something for me?"
It drove him insane, how oblivious and naive you were;
And he wanted to keep it this way.
You watched him getting a small box out of his car, wrapped with a red ribbon. The perfect little gift for his princess. "Open it." He said, handing you the box. A smile appeared on your face as you opened the present, a gorgeous white gold necklace, your favorite.
"Simon you shouldn't-"
"Let me put it on you." His tone of voice left no room for questions.
He loved how obedient you always were, couldn't help himself but to wonder how obedient you would be when he'd ask you to get on your knees for him. "Thank you...I love it."
How cute he found it that you saw this as a simple gift, when in fact this was the first step of leaving his marks on you, subtly telling you 'you belong to me'
He had to start slowly, didn't he ?
"Anything for you princess." It looked good around your neck,
Oh but his hand would look so much better...
It felt good,
Being around him again. As the last time you saw him was a few years ago, when you were sixteen. You were almost twenty one now, and you hoped he wouldn't leave for so long again. For you have been longing his presence, seeing him as much more than just your dad's friend.
"Yet, you knew better than to do anything stupid, anything you both would regret.
"Dad is going to be happy to see you." His hand brushed against yours, accidentally.
"He already knows I'm back." It surprised you, no one telling you about his arrival. You shrugged it off and entered your house, he followed behind.
He was mesmerized by how perfect you looked in those tight pants, hugging your curves as it should. As though those pants had been handmade for you.
Dinner was rather pleasant, your family seemed to see him back,
And so were you.
His eyes fell upon you, and never flinched. Even though he hadn't looked away in the first place. He had a way with hiding his emotions, hiding what needed to stay secret.
He watched your every move,
The way your legs were crossed,
The way you brought the fork to your pretty little mouth,
He wondered what this mouth of yours could do.
He found himself unable to look away.
"Did you tell Simon about your new boyfriend?" Words that somehow ignited a fire within the deepest parts of his soul;
Possessiveness.
The efforts he had made to behave, to take his time, it all fell down.
"A boyfriend huh?" A chuckle laced with anything but joy.
Yet it was subtle enough for no one to notice, not even you. "He's not my boyfriend." You rolled your eyes and leaned backward. Soon enough, he would be the one making your eyes roll.
It wasn't enough, nothing could ever be enough to cease the fire that burnt through his veins;
Obsession.
"Soon to be then?" Curiosity, unhealthy curiosity. He couldn't help himself, it killed him inside. The thought of another man having his dirty hands on your pure and angelic body, it felt wrong.
"I don't know, maybe." Uncertainty, it burnt even more.
You didn't know but he knew.
You were his;
No one else's.
"I'm glad to hear that." Lies, it was unbearable. He was trained to spot threats, to eliminate them. And this man most definitely was one.
Dinner ended, you helped with the dishes, "Y/N come watch the movie with us." Your mom said, you turned your attention to the TV.
"No it's fine, I'll go to my room." He didn't like that, the fact that you were so close yet, so far away.
You walked upstairs, straight to your bedroom. Your mind drifted away from how tired you felt, thinking about the way Simon looked at you, the way his hands clenched into fists as your dad mentioned the new 'boyfriend'.
You felt something,
Something you weren't supposed to feel.
He had to use every pounce of strength he had to stay still, watching that stupid movie instead of walking upstairs, to the guest bedroom, where he would stay for two weeks.
Just to make sure you were sleeping well,
To make sure you were okay,
To make sure you were alone.
And, as if the universe had decided to punish him for his filthy thoughts, the movie finished.
Self control; he had to keep his self control as he slowly walked upstairs, rushing to the room, as though to fight the temptation to enter yours.
You were peacefully asleep, the thin blanket hugging onto your limbs. Your lips were slightly parted, as your chest moved up and down with every breath you took.
A door opened;
The floor cracked underneath someone's footsteps across the hallway, it woke you up.
Cursing at how light your sleep was.
You made sure to stay quiet, slowly opening the door as you looked around, noticing a red little light coming from the balcony; you knew.
What choices did he have ? Sleeping was hard already, you made it harder. And after what felt like an eternity of turning and tossing in bed, he had enough.
"Simon?" Your voice caught him by surprise, the universe was definitely not on his side today.
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FanfictionGhost, your dad's friend has been around since you were a little girl. When you were just sixteen, he left for a mission and came back a few years later, but Things had changed, and feelings too...
