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simon riley sending you a picture every time heβs drinking a cup of tea to prove to you that heβs winding down :((
simon π
mβtakin a break. donβt worry, doll.
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dad simon eats all the pretzels in the chex mix because you and your daughter donβt like them :(
whenever you guys are going on a road trip heβll never make you drive, even if heβs on his 5th monster. βjust sit there and look pretty for me.β
he also does the hand thing when he wants snacks from his little girl, which only makes her whine. she gives him the green m&mβs because she thinks they taste different.
as much as it kills him he also endures listening to disney music for majority of the ride. he says he hates it but you can see him singing along sometimes.
he goes all out for snacks at the gas station, makes you feed him.
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simon riley hates when you smoke, so whenever he feels the need to smoke heβll wait until youβre sleeping or busy because he knows youβll want to join him. heβll sneak onto the balcony and light a cigarette; hold it between his index and middle finger, take a long drag and tilt his head back to watch the smoke puff from his mouth.
the sound of the door sliding makes him shut his eyes, he only sighs and drops his head slightly, moving away from the banister and sitting on the mini couch.
leaning forward to take another pull from the cigarette, he leans back into the cushion and looks you up and down. he rolls his eyes at your face, pouty lips and wide eyes glued to his hands β the smoking cig that burns ash onto his clothes.
tapping his thigh, he shifts his hips upwards before spreading his legs. in an instant youβre straddling his hips, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before reaching for the cigarette that heβs holding. simon only shakes his head and pulls his hand away from yours, sitting up slightly and wrapping an arm around your waist.
βno,β he grumbles. pulling you into his chest, he returns the gesture and pecks you on the lips. when you whine and squirm in his hold he has to bite back a grunt, his eyes hardening as you frown with glances towards the cigarette.
βdonβt be like that, si.β you say, trailing your hands down his shoulders and squeezing around his biceps. you lean forward and bump your nose with his, smelling the tobacco that lingers on him. βgive me a taste.β
simon knows that heβs being a hypocrite. you donβt smoke often, and majority of the times when you join him outside are when heβs smoking first. he influences you, but he has his urges and sometimes canβt wait tilβ youβre away.
begrudgingly, he loosens his hold on you, rubbing your arm as a gust of wind breezes through your hair. simon tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before he settles his hand on the back of your neck.
βopen your mouth.β
a smile grows on your lips and without much thinking youβre doing exactly what youβre told. you watch as simon leans forward, you can feel his chest rise from underneath your hands as he inhales. ash begins to fall from the end and you swipe away at his shirt, small smudges staining the soft material.
simonβs fingers gingerly squeeze the back of your neck, he tugs you towards him until youβre lips are just barely hovering his. his thumb caresses your jaw before he blows the smoke into your mouth, humming when you inhale it and lean into him for more.
when you tilt your head away to blow out the smoke, he turns you back to him before pressing his lips to yours. the subtle taste of tobacco that strays on your tongue makes him groan. and times like these make him hate smoking with you a little less.
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simon is such a grumpy pants in the morning. not because he has to wake up or heβs tired but because he knows he has to leave you! his body is just clocked to wake up before you, and sometimes he watches you sleep, memorizing how relaxed and soft your features look. or heβs brushing through your hair, peppering featherlight kisses all over your face.
as soon as you wake up heβs throwing the covers off and getting up as if he was never admiring you, grumbling about how hot/cold it is, grabbing your slippers for you and putting them on your feet.
simon wonβt let you touch him before heβs dressed or has a cup of tea in his hand, because he knows youβll try and drag him back to bed. he also knows that he is a weak man, heβll throw his plans away and stay cuddled up with you all day long.
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ΰΌβ§βΛ. β simon 'GHOST' riley; pretty when you cry.
warnings .: smut, mdni 18+, v! penetration, kinda toxic simon.
.: masterlist.
simon riley who gets turned on when you cry. he feels like an asshole about it but he canβt help it, youβre just so pretty when you cry!
your passionate ranting stuttered by your sobs, tears just pooling in your eyes as you try to control your emotions. the second simon presses a hand to your cheek, his thumb rubbing just under your eye, you stop thinking and let the waterworks run.
heβs frowning at the words that you express, listening closely to everything youβre saying. sure heβs getting hard but heβs a good multitasker β βi know, baby. how could they do that to you.β heβs nodding along, shifting in his seat and adjusting the tension in his pants.
simonβs gaze is stuck to your puffy lips, your saltwater tears making them slightly chapped. heβs pressing his thumb into your bottom lip, swiping over it and telling you to calm down and breathe; his thoughts running wild to the sound of your uneven gasps and hiccups, reminding him too well of how you sound underneath him.
the same tears that stain your cheeks when he's folding you over and stretching you out. he's comforting you again, in more ways than just words. "y'feel better, bun?" "still cryin'? my poor, baby."
he wants you to forget about the bad day that you had, hating that it'd been so terrible that you'd come to him in tears. simon thinks he's helping when he's slowly rutting into you, his touch so gentle and caring. he just wants to take care of you β make you cry for him in ways that both of you enjoy :(
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konig who just loves to suck your tiddies. like youβll tell him how sore you are and heβll just pull your bra down without saying anything. settle you in his lap and just attach his mouth to your aching nipple.
heβll do it for hours and when you become a needy mess, heβll push you down onto your knees. tell you to take his pants off and help him with his erection; with your hands wrapped around his girth, he shoves two fingers into your mouth, watching your saliva spill down your chin and messily onto your breast.
when heβs had his fun listening to you gag on his fingers, konig will pull them out of your mouth and give you a chance to breathe. only for a second before heβs pulling you closer and squeezing your soft tits around his cock.
you wince at the slight pain as he gropes you roughly, his veiny cock throbbing with need. you let more drool dribble down your chin and onto his member, his foreskin pulling back and revealing his angry red tip.
heβs apologizing to you, saying heβs so sorry for being so rough. but he canβt help it, heβs rutting into and soon heβs shooting thick white ropes of cum onto your chest, some of his nut spurting and painting your face.
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dbf ! simon who picks you up whenever you text him, crying over your asshole boyfriend.
heβll roll his eyes when you begin to rant, itβs the same issue over and over; lack of communication β how your boyfriend neglects your feelings and goes against his word.
he finds the only way to makes you feel better is to have you sit on his girthy cock. heβll manspread in the backseat, have you straddle his lap and let you use him tilβ youβre crying for him.
βi know, princess.β simon grunts, palming your hips and guiding you up and down his length. βlet it all out.β
he frowns when he can hear more of your stuttered sobs than the throaty moans he loves.
wiping your tear stained cheeks, he yanks you into his chest and plants his heels into the floorboards of his beat up truck, lifting you up slightly he begins to piston into you from below β his lips right next to your ear as he talks you through it, his words dirty and slurred as he fucks you tilβ youβre dizzy and light headed.
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simon and how he would act if you have a back tattoo. he is in awe, tracing along the inked lines which send shivers down your spine. you squirm and tell him it tickles but he doesnβt even hear you, his fingers just mapping out the art.
he kisses along your back, starting from your shoulders all the way down your tattoo and ending with a soft kiss to your hip.
heβs squeezing your waist before sliding his cock into your gushing pussy. your wrist aching as you hold yourself up, your ass high in the air.
simon loves fucking you doggy, but when youβre fatigued, heβll push you down and take you prone-bone.
he cums on your back, watching his thick ropes of sperm spurt out and add a shine to your tattoo.
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dad simon can NOT handle when his kid has a tantrum. heβs the kind of dad that will either throw candy in their face to shut them up or hand them off to you. he doesnβt want to raise his kids upon scolding and raised voices so he will just pinch the bridge of his nose and hold his tongue until you can get to it.
youβre so much better at it than he is, instead of bargaining with them or having them get their way, your brain works quick and you reassure them that eventually they will get what they want as long as they wait β because simon rileyβs kids are anything but patient.
whenever simon tries to settle them down, he ends up making it worse. he never understand why they are so upset in the first place; because majority of the time, theyβre crying over things that they have done! frustrated that they put their shoe on the wrong foot. angry that when they went to check the cupboard, their favorite snack is gone because they had finished it the other night.
he would say βitβs not a big deal. quit your whining,β and obviously, they do the exact opposite. you would help them, fix their shoes or tell them that their are other snacks they can eat.
whenever simon tries to ease his kid, heβll end up giving them exactly what they want. kid wants to eat ice cream before dinner? heβs starting the car. kid needs to have the newest video game? heβll buy it. you scold him, and he pretends to understand β but simon will do it all again to avoid a little screaming and crying.
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simon riley goes above and beyond with the orange peel theory. if you mention, or even look at certain fruits at the grocery store heβs buying them.
he will cut all of them for you without you having to ask, sometimes heβll cut cute shapes and feed them to you whenever the bowl is too full. the fridge is always stocked with some sort of fruit salad, but if you just want an orange heβll grab two β one for you and one for him. he hands you the fruit and begins to peel the one he is holding, and when you start to think that heβs going to eat it, he hands it to you before peeling his own.
he makes sure to take all of the stringy white parts off as well :((
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everyone talks about the coffee shop barista trope but what about the bakery owner trope :((
dad simon who gets dragged by his little girl into the small, out of sight bakery not expecting to find anything other than little overpriced baked goods. he canβt help but crack a smile when his girl excitedly beams over a small strawberry cake, one with loads of cream and tiny chocolate shavings on top.
when he looks around for someone to get it for him, he sees you coming out from the kitchen β your hair messy and flour sticking to your cheeks and apron. your frazzled apologies and welcomes donβt register in his ear, only the soft tug of small hands at the hem of his coat bring him back to reality.
you have the prettiest smile heβs ever seen, one thatβs genuine and soft. your eyes light up when you look from him to the small girl that stands clinging to his leg, and he doesnβt know why but he likes that so much. the way you look so sweet handing her the mini cake, laughing at her grabby hands.
simon reaches for his credit card, but you only shake your head and say itβs on the house.
βa sweet girl deserves a sweet thing.β
simon couldnβt agree more. ever since then heβs been stopping by every week; rewarding his daughter for her good grades or behavior, but really he just wants to see you again. heβs not even a sweets person, but heβll order a bunch of cakes if it means he can see that pretty smile of yours.
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simonβs such a sucker for the sweet and goofy moments during sex. the way you giggle and whine that heβs on your hair, the quiet and tender moments where heβs kissing your shoulder and flipping you onto your back.
he'll roll his eyes lightheartedly when you make a terrible joke to distract yourself from the painful stretch of his cock β your soft laugh turning into a sharp gasp.
so lost in the way your cunt clenches around his girth, simon pushes your thighs into your chest, using his weight to anchor you against the mattress. he grunts when his cock slips out of you, the loss of your warmth making him grumble and rush to get back inside of you. the frustration that creases his brow immediately softening when he hears your laugh, even though you were needy you were much more patient.
the way you kiss the spot between his eyebrows when he cums, his shoulders shaking from keeping himself on top of you all night. simon sweet talking you as you quiver when that knot in your belly snaps, your thighs shaking and tightening around his midsection.
he makes sure to take care of you through everything, not just aftercare :(
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thinking about the ways simon holds his cigarette vs. price holding his cigar.
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taking simonβ your friend with bennefits / sugar daddy, to victoria secret is always a funny treat. he doesnβt know if he should be embarrassed or proud. doesnβt know if he should act like a stranger or your boyfriend.
heβll stuff EVERYTHING into the basket, lace undies, stringy lingerie, sexy see through dresses. anything that he can picture you in, heβll buy the whole store if you ask.
if he catches you looking at something heβll grab it and put it in with the rest behind your back, if thereβs a changing room heβll send you in there and make you model everything before you decide to check out. if he likes something a lot heβll get it in a bunch of different colors, because he knows that heβll be stealing a bunch of them.
he especially loves to get lace items, the thought of your nipples peaking out, everything just almost visible. the lace panties that heβll take to jerk off with later, his cum shooting through the material and onto his hands.
whenever you ask him to go to the mall or just come shopping with you for company or to hold your bags, if there is a victoria secret or a lingerie shop, heβll make sure to stop by.
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when johnny is mad at you he becomes so mean; work you right up to your orgasm only to pull away seconds before you are relieved.
heβll make you watch him jerk off, moaning your name while thick ropes of cum spurts onto his flexed abs. when you beg for him to do something β to help you, heβll only shake his head and go to clean himself up.
johnny wonβt even bat an eye at you when climbing back into bed, his gaze not even dropping to the vibrator that you have pressed to your clit. he knows heβs being petty, but until you apologize for what youβve done he wonβt move a finger to make you cum. not when you donβt deserve it.
when you do apologize, frustrated from the lack of pleasure β heβll make you cum so many times that night, youβre begging for a break.
itβs hard for him to stop. your gummy walls spasming around his twitching cock, your back arching deeper with each hard thrust. heβs forgotten what the two of you argued about, but heβll never forget the way youβre moaning his name β like itβs the last time heβll fuck you, or the first time he ever did.
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himbo simon always cums before you. not on purpose, he just canβt focus on anything other than the way your cunt sucks him in :((
one thing heβll never do is leave you high and dry, heβll always settle back in between your legs and give you the attention you deserve. his favorite thing to do is eat you out, the taste of your juices mixed with his cum makes his eyes roll into the back of his head.
you have to squirm out of his hold to get him to stop tongue fucking your leaking hole, he only looks up at you with a dazed expression and tugs you back down. baby doesnβt even realize heβs already made you cum three times, your taste is addicting and he wants more.
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