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T'ILL MORNING

Simon riley x FEM!reader | fluff, smut | 321? Words |

Warnings: smut, fluff, p in v

A/N: also sorry for deleting my writings all of my writings were so unorganized at all

16+ underage dni

The morning sunlight streamed in through the curtains, painting the room in a warm, golden glow. Y/N lay in bed, her body still tingling from the night's activities. She could feel the weight of Simon pressed against her back, his strong arms wrapped tightly around her, their entwined limbs tangled in the sheets. For a moment, she relished in the comfort of his embrace, the heat of his skin against hers, before a delicious memory flooded her senses.

The previous night, they had been unable to sleep, their bodies aching with desire. Simon had slowly stripped her naked, his hands trailing over her skin with a possessive tenderness. He had entered her with one forceful thrust, filling her completely, and from that moment on, it seemed like they couldn't get close enough. His thrusts were rough and demanding, each one making her moan and squirt with uninhibited pleasure. It had been the most intense and unforgettable experience of her life.

Now, as she lay in bed, savoring the warmth of Simon's body and the lingering afterglow of their passion, she couldn't help but wonder how they had gone so long without exploring this side of their relationship. It was as if they had both been waiting for this moment, for the chance to finally give in to the desire that had been simmering beneath the surface for so long. She knew that from now on, their connection would be irrevocably changed, forever marked by the memory of this perfect night of love and lust.

She shifted slightly in his embrace, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck. His skin was warm and smooth, and she could feel his heart racing beneath her ear. The scent of his cologne filled her nostrils, mixing with the unmistakable muskiness of their lovemaking. She let out a contented sigh, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. "Thank you, Simon," she whispered softly. "That was... incredible."

He shifted slightly, turning his head to press a kiss against the top of her hair. "You're welcome, love. I've wanted this for so long." He paused, his voice rough with emotion. "I never wanted anyone else but you."

Y/N felt a shiver of pleasure run down her spine at his words. She knew that they had both crossed a line last night, but she couldn't help but feel a sense of rightness, of completion. They belonged together, and last night had only served to strengthen that bond. She wrapped her arms tighter around him, reveling in the feel of his strength and the steady rhythm of his heart.

As she drifted back to sleep, she was aware of the weight of his hand on her hip, guiding her closer into his body. She knew that when they finally woke up, their lives would have changed irrevocably, but for now, they could just be together, wrapped in each other's arms, and savor the memory of this perfect night.

Poly!Ghoap You, Johnny, and Simon all travel to Johnnys hometown and spend the holidays with his family. (Johnnys mom LOVES Simon and would trade Johnny for him.)

Poly!Ghoap will split up home chores, Johnny will be outside and doing ‘blue jobs’, Simon likes doing laundry because I think he’s an organized king, and you have to cook because these boys cannot (seriously please don’t let them in the kitchen)

Poly!Ghoap who has fun hobbies, I imagine Simon likes knitting because his mom did. Johnny would love building mini figurines (he was definitely a Lego kid no debate)

Poly!Ghoap unironically loves rom-coms and will be sat on the couch with a bowl of popcorn for the new episodes of Love is Blind.

Poly!Ghoap has AWFUL sleeping habits. Johnny cannot stay still, even when he’s sleeping. And don’t even get me started on Simon, because when he’s home, he sleeps like the dead and sounds like I, too. I mean snores like a dad, so get ready to worm yourself out of bed at 1 am and sleep in the guest bedroom (don’t be surprised when you wake up squished back in between your boys)

guard dog simon that guard dog simon this but what about old man simon? yup he's an old dog- retired, miserable, reliable, experienced. knows so many horrors to man kind that if he ever decides to talk about it most people get scared but you're different, you listen to him intently with some occasional coos of 'you're so strong', 'that's is so cool' when he talks about the time when he took down a whole unit 36 men to be exact, alone. he was pleasantly surprised that he even managed to pull a bird like you, but somehow he did. Don't even get me started on what this man dreamed about as soon as you decided to talk with him, oh how you'd look with your lips wrapped around his cock, how you'd look with a swollen belly full of his lad, how you'd look sleeping in his bed beside a big chunky baby, he has to stop, he can't afford to cum from just these thoughts. and its not like you didn't know that he was excited or surprised, not after seeing that damn tent in his jeans.

He thinks that he has successfully trapped a bird like you in his cage but what he doesn't realise that he's the one falling into yours.

got this idea from the old man price series by @dumbbitchgalore, thanks :).

obsessed ex simon riley!

here you were in a shared taxi after days of insomnia rethinking you life decisions the clogged the little brain of yours or as simon suggested and again you were thinking of him , you're beloved boyfr ex.

this heartthrob of a guy had eating up every thought , every moment , every spec of a second that you got. Even though he wasn't in your life anymore you never really got over him.you don't know what's going on in his life, he probably moved on. A pretty guy like him always has some backup.

What you didn't know was how much he loved you, how much he need your pretty cunt wrapped around him. You simply didn't understand how much you meant to him because you never got to see yourself from his eyes. for him, you were the first sunlight after the storm, the blooming lotus in a pool of mud, a beauty like yours is divinity that he didnt even know he was allowed to see. and the stupid question 'How much he cared for you' so much that he's even resort to kill.

How he had been watching you get ready for your date this night secretly hoping you'd come to him instead . But it really doesn't matter to him .No matter what you do you will always be his and he will do anything for you. And how pretty you will look smothered in blood .

childhood girlfriend trope but with simon-ghost-riley. In his eyes you're everything to him and everything for him. you both grew apart years ago when he left for the military, yet you still remember the heartbreak that you had when he showed you a college selection letter? no it certainly wasn't and you were definitely clear that it wasn't a college selection letter after seeing the infamous SAS insignia with the motto 'who dares wins'. you wanted to slap simon square in the face, he was only 19 and so were you; promises you made about moving in together, building a small little family together which were either forgotten by him or abandoned by him. sure you sobbed for a few weeks after he left and maybe hated him for the a few months but after a while you grew tired of it, because if he did care for you and your love he would have atleast sent letters asking about your well being, so you set out to find love within someone else's embrace. and after 15 years, when your husband decides to invite his team over for dinner,now imagine the sheer shock on simon's face when his captain introduces you as his wife.