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11. Simdil40 #2 - Jokes !!Smut!!

Simons POV:

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I looked at my shaky hands. I didn't like them being shaky but I couldn't control it. I was feeling quiet upset because of all the Bodil's jokes.. I know they're jokes and I know I'm mean sometimes but- What? Ok, OK, I'm mean A LOT! But still.. They've been getting to me lately.. I started questioning if they were really jokes or not.

I feel like I should talk to Martin about that. Like, right now. He should be in his room. "Come on, Simon, you can do this!"

I quickly stood up and nearly fell back down on my bed again because my head randomly span. Supporting myself I walked up to the table and took a glass of water finishing it in a few gulps. It made me feel a little better. Breath in, Breath out. Ok, stay calm.

I walked out of the room sneaking down the corridor closer to Bodils room. I stood still listening to what he could be doing and expecting to hear some mouse clicks. Instead came a moan. I froze, feeling my cheeks turn red. Are my ears giving in or..?!

I moved even closer putting my ear against the door and concentrating on listening again. I heard him shift on the bed, then, barely hear-able, a few pants and another quiet muffled moan came. I could hear him trying to hold it back. W-was he doing what I thought he was?!..

I decided it would be best if I knock. As soon as I did, he went completely silent. I put my cold hand on my cheek and feel how hot it is.

- M-Martin? C-can I come in? I really n-need to talk to you about s-something..- Oooh, this is definitely not a good idea.

- Uuuh.. Hm. Yes, actually, come in, Simon, - there was a little pause before he answered. What was he thinking? If it wasn't the right time, he could have just told me that and I'd come later..

-A-are you sure? - Why is my face so hot? It's getting unbearable.. Against my will my brain already started flooding with theories and pictures of what he could be doing in there and how.

-Mhm, - Well, ok, maybe it's just me making up stuff.. "Hopefully not."  Wait. What?! Stop it, mind!

I slowly opened the door and peeked into the crack. Not being able to spot Bodil, I opened the door completely and made a step inside, closing it behind me. The bed was indeed a little messed up but I wasn't given anymore time to look around as hands sneaked around me from the behind.

I realized that I've been slightly tensed up all this time because as soon as my back has been pressed to Martins chest I tensed up even more.

-M-Martin?! W-what are you doing?! - I tried wiggling out of his grip but he wasn't even thinking of letting me go. Instead I felt his lips pepper my neck with kisses and couldn't help but start breathing deeper. Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?

-Nothin', Simooon... - He whispered right in my ear burning it with his breath and making me shiver. Just the way his voice sounded when he whispered my name right next to my ear. He lightly bit at it and my mouth opened. I tried closing it but by that time he started kissing my neck again.

When his lips touched my collarbone, a moan made it's way out of me on it's own. He started nibbling and biting on that place and I felt my body slowly relax in his arms, a few pants coming out. Soon enough, he turned me around and for a moment out eyes met. His - dark chocolate and filled with lust, mine - light blue, surprised but turned on.

I felt something click inside me and all my problems and thoughts excused themselves out of my head. He lightly pushed me and I stumbled back falling onto the bed. He came closer and got on top of me, our faces moving closer and closer towards each other. He then kissed me lustfully but gentle and his hand got under my shirt. I moaned into his mouth while his hand kept exploring my body.

After some time I felt like I needed more so I tagged at his jeans, which turned out to be unbuttoned already. So I was right, that's kinda hot. He quickly took off my shirt and his jeans while I pulled on the end of his shirt, signaling him to take it off as well. He did as I asked, stopping for a second and looking at my body as I tried to cover myself up with my hands.

He grabbed my wrists and roughly pressed them against the bed above my head, not letting me cover up. He examined my face with a hungry look in his eyes and I turned away from him feeling even more embarrassed. He lets go of my hands but I don't really move them leaving myself exposed. He smirks and leans in, kissing me, his left hand lays on my chest as his rights slowly moves my boxers down.

He started slowly pumping me and I moaned. I felt him turn on even more and reached out, touching him through the boxers. He breathed out and it hit my neck sending shivers down my spine. I massaged him trying to give him back everything I was getting but it seems he was very inpatient since a second later our both boxers flew in different directions around the room. He grabbed my hips and kept harassing my face and neck with his lips.

I was slowly turning into a moaning mess under him, there didn't even seem to be a moment to breath. Loosing my mind I felt him line up at my entrance and push in slowly. He stopped for about a half a minute for me to adjust and then tried moving carefully. Getting a moan as a positive response he started slamming in me roughly. I cried out from the overwhelming pain and pleasure that both hit me at the same time.

- A-A-h, Ma-Martin, don't s-stop! - I choked out and he sped up hitting my prostate with each hit perfectly. I threw my head back and I think I started drooling. But did I care? F NO XD.

- S.. S-Simon.. A-aah.. - His thrusts started getting sloppier and he sped up even more moaning my name out. I felt blood rush to my lower region and yelled something out as I reached my climax. I could barely see anything and felt my mind nearly slipping away. I heard a a loud groan somewhere that seemed far away and quietly moaned as he filled me with his seed.

 Martin fell next to me on the bed, just as exhausted as I was. With all the last little bits of energy I had left in me I threw my hand around him and layed my head on his chest. The last thing I remember is his hand pulling a cover over us as I slipped into deep sleep. 

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A/N: Happy? Good! I'm very stressed and depressed and there has been a lot of shit happening with me lately so sorry if this is not as good. Your support on the last chapter and writing this cheered me up a bit so thank you! If you have any ships you want me to write a one-shot about, comment it, and don't forget to say if you want smut of fluff :P

~Key