And they were Rommates (part 18)
A/N: Ok so, a bit of a cool, chill chapter. I've been a bit mean to you. So a bit of a nice calm moment. I swear it's because i'm nice. I'm nice, i swear.
Warnings: SMUT. 18+ CONTENT.
You blinked open your eyes. It was dark outside. You noticed it immediately. You also noticed that Simon wasn't with you. You stretched your limbs, you were sore. You were still wearing the bunny suit. Blushing, you reviewed in mind the reaction Simon had. You giggled to yourself before deciding you were hungry.
Simon was a master of aftercare. He cleaned you up, brought water, asked if you wanted snacks, and then it was cuddle time. Turns out you fell asleep this time. Getting up slowly, you hopped your way out of the bedroom and into the hallway. You were wearing the bunny headband, that you were sure you had lost when you were railed up.
Simon must have put it back on your head while you slept and that made you melt. The house was quiet. You wondered where the boys were, especially Simon.
Once you reached the end of the stairs you hopped to the living room area twirling around in the pretty dress.
Eyes. Looking at you. Many. You yelped, jumping.
"What the fuck guys! Why are you creeping like that?!" You yelled.
Simon stood, leaning back against the counter arms crossed while the squad, price included, sat at the large table.
"This is why you got us out of the house!" Soap said, offended.
Riley had jumped as soon as he had heard you yelp, you were trying to handle the big boy trying to receive pets from you.
Gaz laughed, Price chuckled under his breath. Konig looked slightly embarrassed.
Simon was eyeing you confidently. You'd thought he'd be somehow jealous or would want to hide you. Instead he looked proud. He was gushing over you, and proudly showing what's his. You felt yourself get warm.
"Just… got down to get a snack. Continue… whatever you guys are doing."
You walked over to the kitchen feeling Simon's stare as you walked.
"Actually… captain. I got places to be." Soap interjected, getting up and smoothing his jacket.
You noticed he was indeed well dressed and pampered.
"Well, where are you going young man?" You teased as you grabbed something from the fridge.
"I'm taking Margo and Tyler out to dinner, and then we're going to the arcade." He said with a big grin.
You gasped and jumped happily to the counter.
"No way!! You asked her out!"
"I asked them out. I have to win them both." He said, a tiny bit of stress in his voice.
"Oh don't worry. I think Tyler loves you already." Gaz added.
You smiled happily at him.
"What made you move sergeant?" Price asked, visibly curious.
"Well." He started, turning his face to you. "Someone told me that we shouldn't waste time. Because things happen, and then we don't get to see our plans happen." He finished with a soft smile.
You blushed, half embarrassed, avoiding Simon's gaze at all cost. Soap ran to you, kissing your cheek before running off. You were captivated by your drink.
"Actually sir… I…I… have to go too…"
You looked up at Konig's voice, eyes wide.
"Don't tell me you have a date too…" Price looked slightly shocked yet arbourded a wide smile on his face.
"I.. I'm going to watch a movie with Grim.. I-I'll be right in front so if you need-"
"No Konig it's alright. Enjoy your movie night." You said in a soft voice.
His eyes wrinkled behind the mask before he waved and started walking away.
"Wait! Comin' with ya. Gonna see if Aquila and Richard are up to some gaming tonight." Gaz said, standing up and running off behind Konig.
Simon seemed to chuckle before turning around facing you. Thank God the counter was separating you two because you just wanted to kiss that man, by the simple way he looked at you.
"Some coffee captain?" You asked, eyes not leaving Simon.
"Gladly but I don't want to hold the candles." He joked.
"You'll be alright Price. Get a coffee with us and then you can run off." Simon added, heading to the coffee machine to prepare said coffee.
Price sighed but accepted. He rose to his feet, walking to the counter taking a seat in front of you. You looked up at him, a small smirk on your lips.
"I know what you want to ask." He said with a smile.
"Do you?" You said in the same tone.
"Yes I do"
"I haven't said a thing."
"I can see it, so go on. Ask."
"Do you want me to ask?" You teased.
"It doesn't matter-" he started.
"Why aren't you with Elizabeth tonight?" Simon rang from behind you, making you choke on your drink.
Price suddenly looked embarrassed. Simon walked back to the counter, putting two cups of coffee down, and a snack for you that you happily accepted.
"Simon. It's…"
"Complicated?" He joked.
Price sighed again.
"What's so complicated?" You asked.
"She's… half my age."
"So?" Simon questioned.
"So. She deserves better. Someone who'll take her on dates, full of energy. Not someone who'll come home and get dinner and sit on the couch watching TV before going to bed."
"I've seen you run faster than Johnny on missions." Simon said, annoyance peaking through his eyes.
You chuckled again.
"You're all but old Price. And you're a gentleman." You tried.
"I think that's not enough." He answered.
"That's not up to you to decide." Simon interupted.
You blinked looking at him.
"Someone, informed me. That it wasn't up to us to decide if they care or not." He finished lifting his mask to take a sip of his coffee.
Price looked at you and you tried to look away.
"You do teach good things to my boys." He teased. It made you smile.
"Perhaps it's time I teach you something and you listen." You finally said. "John. Elizabeth is a sweet girl. She's calm. She's strong. She's head over heels with you." Price looked taken aback. "You need to stop being an idiot and start letting yourself live. It won't kill you to try things with her. I'm asking you to take her out on a date, you clearly both want to. You don't have to ask her to marry you tonight." You teased.
You were almost sure you heard Simon laugh under his breath. Price looked amused.
"Well… maybe you're right… but how do I do that?"
"Be yourself. Chicks dig that as gaz would say." Simon said, taking another sip.
"Do chicks dig that? Yeah. Yeah they do." You teased.
Price seemed to think for a few long seconds before he downed the rest of his coffee and got up.
"I hope she likes grilled meat. There's a pub grill that I've been dying to try…" he said.
He still looked stressed as he put on his coat.
"She'll love it. Just don't overthink this. Enjoy yourselves." You said with a reassuring smile.
"Yeah. I fucked it up by overthinking at the beginning…. Don't do that." Simon said, suddenly very serious.
You felt a ping in your heart. You remembered your first fights. When he had left for missions without a word. You felt sad for a second and he noticed it.
"I'm sorry baby I-.."
He leaned down letting his forehead touch yours as he held you in his arms now.
"It's ok. It's gone. We made it Simon." You answered with a smile before turning your heads to look at Price.
"You two are amazing together. I'm happy for both of you." He said truly, making you smile. "Now start making babies." He finished, making you gasp and then bite your lip as he walked out on that note.
"Such a good idea…"
You snapped your head back to Simon.
"Simon!"
He kissed you in a chuckle.
"How about… a date night for us too?" He proposed.
"Hmmm… what did you have in mind?" You asked excitedly.
"Well… how about, video games, pizza, and then… I'll make love to you until all you can think of is my name." He whispered, looking deeply into your eyes.
You took a second to breath, biting your lip, his eyes following the movement.
"That sounds amazing…"
The next morning the house was buzzing. Everyone was there, Kate included but except Melissa and Amy. It was Sunday and everyone had come over for a barbecue at lunch.
Summer was finally here. The warm sun, the heat. It felt great. Of course, the house had a summer pool in the backyard, covered by wood floors in the colder months. Everyone was stoked. Tyler and Soap ran around playing with water guns, Gaz, Konig, Grim and Richard following the move. Price and Simon were at the grill while you sat at the table with Elizabeth and Margo.
"So how was your date?" You asked, looking at Margo.
"Weeelllll. It was… honestly very nice. It was chill, fun, and I really enjoyed myself." She started.
"And?" 'Liza asked.
"And… I think… I don't know. But the way Tyler and him just get along so well… you know? The arcades were the best moment. I haven't seen Tyler so happy in a very long while." She explained.
"I haven't seen you this happy in a long while." You commented softly.
She smiled.
"I'm so happy for you…" Liza said.
You nodded at her words.
"What about you Liz? How was it?" You asked, wiggling your eyebrows.
"Wait! No way!" Margo interrupted with wide eyes but a playful grin on her face.
"Well…" she started as she blushed, throwing a look at Price.
You noticed, of course, the little look the man shared with her, the little smile.
"Oh. my. god. You have. To tell us." Margo half whispered. You giggled.
"It was amazing. We went to eat, and he was so nice. It was a bit… stressful at the beginning because… he showed up out of nowhere yesterday night. He asked if perhaps I was hungry and I'd like to dine with him… I swear I didn't know where to put myself. I… was blushing so hard!" She told the both of you before hiding her face in her hands.
Margo was hyping her up, jumping in her seat.
"And and and??" She pushed.
"And… I accepted. I wanted to get dressed properly but… he said I looked beautiful, and I shouldn't stress about it."
"I knew it, that old asshole has Rizz." You commented, making her chuckle.
"The diner was… really nice. We talked very comfortably… he didn't try to hide. He was a bit uncomfortable with how young I was but… we talked about it. Turns out… we're seeing each other again tonight we're doing something calm… at his house."
Margo was now a mess, she looked like we had informed her she had won the jackpot at a casino. She was gathering almost everyone's attention, especially Tyler and Soap.
"Hey! What's making you so happy mama?" Soap asked with a wink, Tyler jumping next to him.
"The both of you. You're both making me so happy!" Margo answered with a smile.
Tyler cheered, hugging his mom before giving Soap a high five. You laughed a bit, taking Liz's hand in yours, giving her a reassuring smile. You got up still holding her hand making her follow you. You walked towards the big grill. Simon had a way to watch you every time you moved that made you want to fall on your knees for him.
"Hello ladies." Price greeted.
You could see from the corner of your eye Liz smiled and looked down.
"So. How have you treated my girl John?" You asked, taking a very motherly tone.
"Well… I hope I was a gentleman.." he answered with a little smile.
"Oh you were! Don't pay attention to her! She's always like this…" Liz whined, pushing you a bit with her shoulder, earning another laugh from you.
You let her go, walking towards Simon who immediately wrapped his arms around you. Liz walked to Price, standing next to him. Simon dropped a kiss on top of your head. Today he wore a balaclava. Aquila had found another facemask that would hide the lower part of his face, a skull print on it but he wasn't entirely comfortable with it yet. He was getting a bit more comfortable not wearing a mask at home, though it was still rare. You wouldn't push him, it didn't matter to you, behind closed doors, you had all of him.
It was a beautiful day, yes. But something still bothered you.
"What's wrong baby?" He asked.
"Melissa isn't here yet. She's not usually late…" you said.
"Why don't you call her? Ease your mind." He said.
You nodded before kissing his cheek and separating. You took out your phone, pressing 'call'. The phone rang, again and again, before it hung up. You frowned looking at your phone. You were going to dial again when you received a text.
Hey Darling! So sorry! Amy is sick… she's sleeping right now, can't answer… probably won't make it today.
"Oh…" you let out.
"What's wrong?" Simon asked from behind you.
"Amy's sick… they won't be able to make it…" you let out.
"Well… at least we know why. Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah… we should pass by later tonight to check up on them."
"We will."
You smiled up at him again.
"Come on everyone! Let's eat!" Price called everyone.
The afternoon went by smoothly, everyone decided to get down for a monopoly. Though you were too much, teams were therefore created. Soap, Margo and Tyler. Konig and Grim. Gaz, Áquila and Car Keys. Price and Liz. You and Simon.
You hadn't fully grasped the actual warning Simon had given you when you had first moved in. Konig was yelling in German at Gaz in only 30 minutes. Car keys tried to back him up. Soap and his team kept ending up in jail, Tyler found it really funny. You and Simon were just trying to have fun while chaos bloomed. Price and Liz were at the top of the board. Turns out they made a wonderful team together.
It went on for hours until everyone decided to stay for dinner. You had decided to text Melissa then.
Hey! How's Amy doing? Do you need something? I can pass by real quick.
Hey thank you but that won't be necessary. She's really tired and cranky. Just trying to get her to rest.
Alright… please call if you need anything.
Thank you.
You frowned at your phone. You felt like something was off. The way she texted you. Perhaps Amy had really come up with something that worried her.
"Y/N."
You jumped, spinning around.
"Simon!"
"I'm sorry, did I scare you?"
"You are too sneaky sometimes…" you giggled.
"What's wrong. You were frowning…"
"Melissa… refused my help. She said Amy's too tired." You answered with a frown.
"Alright. Tell me why it worries you."
"Usually… She always needs help, or at least accepts it. It feels a bit off."
"Calm down darling, perhaps she's tired herself. Remember when you had to take care of Soap?"
You laughed a bit. Yes you did remember. He nuzzled you, holding you close. You heard the laughs, the yells and the conversations behind you. You felt at peace. Finally.
"Simon…"
He hummed in response.
"I love you. Thank you, for being part of my life." You whispered only for his ears.
"I love you too. Thank you, for building me a home."
You felt yourself fall even more for him. Yes. Home. This is what it felt like.
"Hey, love birds!" Soap called, gaining your attention.
"You got time to cuddle, come spend time with us!"
You chuckled again while Simon sighed. You still decided to join them. Night fell, you improvised dinner and then decided on another board game. You excused yourself to the kitchen after losing and surrendering. You were cleaning a bit around when someone walked in.
Simon stood, phone in hand, eyeing your body up and down. He tilted his head, making you chuckle. You felt warm just feeling his gaze over you. He tapped on his phone, throwing a few glances at you. You frowned but couldn't help but smile.
"What are you doing Simon?" You asked.
He stepped closer, tapping a bit more before turning the phone to you.
There, on a website, was written 'purchase confirmed.' . You looked at the article's eyes opening wide. Maid outfit, cat outfit, angel, devil and a cow one.
"Simon… what is this?" You blushed heavily.
He chuckled, dropping his phone, arms wrapping around you.
"Well. Turns out I found the receipt for the bunny suit. Searched for the name and they have a website."
He nuzzled in your neck. Your hands on his forearms, head falling back to give him access.
"Thought about buying more cute outfits I can fuck you in. Fuck… wear them around the house, cooking, watching TV, sleeping…"
You bit your lip at his words.
"Simon… you liked it that much?"
He had lifted his mask, now biting down on your neck, leaving cute little marks behind.
"I loved it. You look beautiful, adorable. I'd change your entire closet for cute pretty outfits if you'd wear them for me everyday."
"You're addicted sir…" you teased.
"It's my second order…" he whispered against your neck.
You wanted to scold him, say something, but he bit down on your neck, hard, making you whimper. He sucked a bit, making sure to leave a little mark. He chuckled at your little moans the way you turned to a whinny mess in his arms. He dropped a kiss to your lips before stepping back.
He was about to turn and walk away but no. Now you were horny. And you wanted him. You grabbed his t-shirt making him stop. He looked down at your hands, eyes amused. You stepped closer to him, softly pushing him back against the counter. He let you, enjoying your little show of dominance.
You looked up at him through your lashes, seeing him shake his head a bit, stretching his neck. He loved it. Your eyes on him. You let your hands caress his chest up and down. Tip toeing you kissed him softly, teasingly. His hands rose to your hips, pulling you flush against him. You separated, only a few inches from his lips. You let the tip of your tongue lick his lips teasing him.
"Fuck…" he cursed.
You chuckled, stepping back and starting to walk away. He quickly shut that down, grabbing your wrist and pulling you back to him. One hand on your lower back, the other lost in your hair, he kissed, tongues clashing. He groaned against you as you moaned to him.
This time you were the one backed against the counter. You wanted more. You could feel him, hard, against your stomach.
"Simon… please…" you whined.
"I love it when you're whinny like this." He provoked while you whined again against his lips. "Tell me what you want… use your words."
You bit your lip. You knew that if you wanted it, you had to say it. It was hard to understand why you currently felt like this. Like you were on fire. Like needing him right now was vital. You were wet already, from the little interaction.
"Please sir… fuck me.." you pleaded.
"Fuckin hell… bunny." He cursed again.
He kissed you once more before picking you up. He walked to the living room table putting you down next to it. Letting his hands roam your body made you feel like you were going insane. Yes. It really was odd. You had absolutely no patience for games. You reached for his belt unbuckling it. You heard him chuckle mockingly.
"Simon!" You whined, getting frustrated.
"Hey… hey." He frowned. "Look at me bunny."
You obeid, eyes pleading.
"What's wrong love… so impatient right now." He questionned.
"I… I don't know… but I need you so much… I feel like I'm burning…" you explained.
"Don't remember seeing you this needy, but by all means… I'm thrilled to help." He growled.
He spun you around, pushing you down on the table softly. A shiver ran down your spine. Your shorts and panties were quickly pulled down. His belt clicked again, this time as he pulled his cock out. His hand reached your folds, fingers coated in your juices.
"Fuck… baby, you're really wet for me." He groaned again.
He teased you, fingers grazing against your clit, making your hips buckle to meet his fingers. They traveled closer to your folds, slowly passing through, letting a finger slip in. You moaned, trying to push your hips back onto him. You knew he was pumping himself at the sight. You wiggled your hips taunting him.
He pulled his finger out, spanking your ass cheek as a punishment, making you yelp but giggle. He finally positioned himself at your entrance but didn't move.
"Darling. Are you sure? Not scared that someone could walk in?" He teased.
It hadn't even crossed your mind. You two were in the middle of the living room, fucking on the table, while all your friends were outside playing a board game. But your mind was screaming it. Your body ached for it.
"I'm going to let you decide Y/N." Your name made you shiver. His voice had such a power on you. "Whenever you want, you can lean back, and slip my cock inside you. I'll fuck you like you need it bunny. But you can stop too-"
You didn't wait for him to finish, your hazy mind lost. You let yourself fall back onto him, inching his hard cock inside.
"Ah fuck…"
You moaned at his curse. He was right, fuck it was amazing. You felt so full when your ass finally slammed against him. He immediately grabbed your hips, taking control. His pace was slow at first, taking enormous pleasure at torturing you. For your greatest pleasure, he quickly lost his own patience. His pace quickened, making the table shake.
You were trying really hard not to be too loud, but you weren't sure you were making a good job at it. He wrapped his arm over your stomach lifting you up. His palm rested on your lower stomach. Your feet had left the floor, but now it felt deeper, and he would hit that sweet little spot inside you. You felt overwhelmed. You wanted to cry.
Your orgasm built up so fast you couldn't see it coming.
"Simo.. si… gonna.." you tried.
"I know. Baby. Cum." He ordered.
You moaned loudly, trying to muffle it with your hands as you completely shattered around him. He refused to stop, pounding you, his other hand reaching for your sensitive bud.
"Si!" You whined loudly.
You felt your legs shake. You felt overstimulated, but your mind was a mush, and if he wanted to use right now, fuck you'd let him.
"Good girl… gonna give me another one..?" He asked against your ear.
You didn't know if you could, you felt the tears running down your cheeks. You wanted to. It burnt. You heard something, making you freeze.
"Hey. Hey. Focus on me." He ordered.
"But…si-"
"On my voice. Focus on my voice." He whispered against your ear. "Close your eyes. And focus on me."
You obeid, feeling him slow his pace, longer, deeper thrusts as he teased your clit softly.
"Good girl… such a good girl…" he praised, making you clench around him. "Fuck… you take me so well… you were made for me bunny." You cursed under your breath, you were really trying to keep it quiet but right now, it was overwhelming.
He was still lifting you up, but he pushed you higher on the table, letting you go. One arm remained around your waist, making sure to play with your clit, while the other reached for your jaw. His arm nestled between your breasts, his fingers teasing your lips. He was still slowly fucking you, making sure to pump himself almost out and then back in deep. You opened your mouth, two fingers slipping in.
"If you feel like it's too much… fuck… like you want to be loud… want to sing for me… suck on them."
You were slowly losing it. The pace, his hand around your jaws, fingers in your mouth, cock buried deep inside you, his voice… dripping honey to you.
"You feel so good… so tight. Will you cum for me again…?"
You sucked on his fingers, your hands wrapping around his wrist. You moaned, whined, whimpered, hoping he'd understand how much you needed it. You didn't need to say much. He knew it.
"Oh… fuuuck… Bunny. Do you want me to fill you up?"
Those words. It made your eyes roll back. The thought of it. Was it your hormones? What… who cared. You kept sucking and licking his fingers, drool falling down your chin, wetting his hand. You whined repeatedly, little 'please' 'beg you' 'cum inside me' falling like a curse from your lips. His hips slammed into your, meeting your begs and pleads. You felt your orgasm ready to crunch over you.
"Please… lieutenant…" you moaned, making him groan.
You could feel your peak right there, but held it back. Fuck you did everything to hold it back.
"Simon… fill me up…pleaaase…" you begged again, half teasing him, driving him insane and to his own edge.
His hand left your mouth, wrapping around your neck.
"Don't tease me Y/N." He warned.
"mmh yours…"
"Fuck.."
"I wannna be… filled up…"
"SHIIIIT."
"Make.. me… a mommy…"
You gasped as he made sure to fuck you roughly, the table rocking, whatever was on it falling to the ground. You gasped, your orgasm washing over you. His pace faltered as he spilled deep inside you. He remained deep, not moving for a little while.
Your mind was getting clearer and clearer. Your words were now echoing in your mind. You were panting. Simon's hands rested on either side of you, close to your head. You shifted slightly.
"Don't move."
His voice was dark..very. A chill ran down your spine. You could still feel him twitch inside you.
"Simon…"
He didn't answer. Your anxiety was starting to rise.
"Simon.. I'm.. I'm sorry… I don't know why I said that… sorry…" you didn't know exactly what to say. You didn't know what came over you. You had never talked about it. Children.
"Simon.." now you felt like you'd cry.
One of his hands rose, caressing your hair, your cheek. He dropped down kissing your cheek. You turned to him and he captured your lips into a deep kiss. You moaned again to him before he separated.
"It's alright… it's ok. We were lost in the moment. I'm not mad, I promise." He comforted you.
He straightened up, slowly slipping out of you. He grabbed the napkins on the table, just to make sure his cum wouldn't drip on the floor. You sighed, closing your eyes as you scolded yourself.
He made sure to clean you up, softly before dressing you up again. He turned you around, lifting you up to make you sit on the table. You were embarrassed to look at him. You bit your lip.
"Bunny. Look at me."
You closed your eyes, biting harder on your lip.
"Bunny. Eyes on me. Won't say it again."
You opened your eyes slowly, looking up at him. His thumb reached your lips, freeing it from the torture you were inflicting on it.
"I'm not mad… fuck. I reacted to it. You felt it."
You nodded a bit. Yes you did. He had lost it and gave you exactly what you needed.
"Just didn't expect that… I'm not going to pretend I don't… go insane at the thought of it."
You frowned a bit. Trying to understand.
"Breeding you." He let out.
You blinked before blushing heavily. It made him chuckle.
"But I think. We should talk about things beforehand." He finished.
You took a deep breath, steadying your heart and your voice.
"You're right. I don't know what came over me… think… I wanted to tease you, because I know you like it, I'm sorry."
"Stop apologizing Y/N. That was so fucking hot."
He captured your lips again, your legs wrapping around his waist.
"Guys!"
You jumped, Simon's head snapping towards the sound.
"We talked about this! Not on the table!" Gaz scolded while Richard stood next to him, munching on chips and shaking his head.
God… if he knew. It was too late for that. And you felt Simon ready to drop the bomb but you cut him off.
"Sorry. We'll behave." You let out quickly.
"Yeah yeah sure. The girls are leaving, come say bye." He said before walking out with Richard.
You looked at Simon before laughing a bit. He joined you in your laugh, his forehead on yours.
"Come on. Let's say bye." You said pushing him away so you could jump down.
"Yeah. I'll drag you to my bed after. Teach you not to tease me."
It's been two days. Two days. You were sitting at the table, this time in the living room. You had been worried about Amy and Melissa but Kate had told you she received an email from Melissa asking for a few days off to take care of the child. It made you feel a bit better.
Now you sat, with Margo and Kate, the weather outside had turned to a pour down.
"I can't believe I said that…" you repeated, hiding your face, ashamed.
"Listen, it's ok. Sometimes it happens, you get wild during sex and some things slip out." Kate reassured.
"Yeah hormones, us women it happens, and it depends on the kinks." Margo added, munching on snacks.
"Yes… but I don't know. He's been a bit distant since then. It feels weird." You said honestly.
"And obviously, you haven't talked about it with him." Margo guessed.
"No.. I've been feeling embarrassed and… I'm a bit anxious that he's angry at me." You frowned.
Kate laughed a bit while Margo shook her head.
"Well if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go see my child and my man." Margo said, standing up.
You decided to go to the kitchen too, letting Kate join the rest of the group. A little competition had started on the switch.
You were looking for something when Tyler came running to you.
"Y/N!"
"Oh, yes honey?" You asked.
"I need help!" He rushed.
You frowned but he grabbed your hand. You followed him, past the group and into the hallway. He walked you closer to a closet and stopped in front. It was the entrance closet where people would hang their coats.
"Can you hide in there please?"
"What?" You frowned.
"Please!" He added, jumping up and down.
"Alright, fine!" You answered with a little smile.
You walked into the closet, closing the door inside. You sighed, crossing your arms and leaning against the wall.
You heard voices and footsteps before the door swung open. You jumped. Simon frowned looking at you. Soap stood behind him, pushing him instead in a shove. Simon fell forward, bracing himself against the wall behind you to avoid crushing you.
The door was slammed before the key was heard.
"Johnny!" You yelled.
"We'll let you out when you're done having a talk!" He answered through the door.
Through the darkness you felt his body close to you, the heat contrasting with the coldness of the wall, making you shiver.
Your hands had found his chest, his face buried in your neck.
"Simon…" you called softly.
"Yes darling ?"
"Are you mad at me…?" You asked.
"What? No. What makes you think that?" His voice sounded slightly alarmed.
"You've been a bit cold…I… I don't know…"
He sighed. So you were right. He had been.
"I'm sorry love. It wasn't my intention. Really. I just been in my head." He started. "The whole thing made me think about my own father…"
"You don't have to say anything Simon. If you're not comfortable."
"It's alright. I will tell you. Maybe not right now but I will. The thing is… I'm scared I won't be a good father. So the whole question is complicated."
"It's alright… I don't even know myself if I want to have kids… we don't have to talk about it now." You tried.
"I'm not mad. I promise baby. I'm sorry I've been cold. It's not your fault."
You felt him wrap his arms around you, kissing your cheeks through the mask. You hugged him back, lifting his mask to kiss him. His tongue tasted so good to you. His body flushed against you, his hands traveling up and down your body. The little groan he'd let out as you bit his lip. You felt warm. Horny. You stepped back a bit.
"What's wrong darling?" He asked.
"I'm… sorry. I just felt this wave of… warm" you tried to explain.
"Warm? You're horny?"
You whined.
"Yes… I'm sorry… I don't know what's gotten into me lately."
He chuckled, pulling you back to him.
"Bunny, you don't have to apologize, you make me horny all the fucking time. You just have to ask. Really. I'll be more than happy to oblige…" he groaned.
His lips met your neck as you let your head fall back. Yes you wanted him again… you needed him.
"Simon… please…" you moaned.
"It's ok baby. Let me take care of you."
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