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dmitriene · 1 day

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deepthroating with simon riley, except he's more his ghost self in this moment, with his gloved hand laying on your neck, fingers pressing just barely, still careful with how he handles you, while your head is rolled back and dangles from the edge of the bed, mouth open wide.

his hips thrusting roughly, meaty veiny cock finding the right place inside your tight and warm throat, fucking against your gag reflex without even letting you choke, only drool stupidly, coating everything in your clear drool, mixed with his precum.

ghost's dark eyes lost behind the veil of his balaclava, dissolving in the darkness falling on his face, not letting you see the way he devours the sight before him, with your soft lips stretched around his fat cock, sticky and glistening, letting him glide deeper in your throat to watch your eyes flutter, hand weakly reaching upwards.

you grasp at his wrist, scratching at the pale skin accidentally, and his hand around your neck softens at it, letting you ground yourself in the moment as your free hand dives between your supple thighs, working against your glossy and drooling cunt, fingers gliding between your folds to roll against the stiffened clit.

he notices how it makes your eyes roll softly to the back of your skull, before slipping shut completely and your fingers working against the clenching, wet hole of your aching cunt, losing yourself in the haze of pleasure, clinging to ghost's suddenly purred praise of — “good girl, fuck yauh tiny fingers in this cunt' whayl i rearrang' yauh mauth„

and you do, dipping them as deep as you can, through the way your thighs tremble and gooey walls pulse, as your throat softly constricts around his cock, making him growl and only ram faster, his own head tilting back.

✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴.

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empresskylo · 6 months

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you can't convince me that simon doesn't swoon when you first start calling him by his first name.

like he's so used to being ghost to everyone. even back home, he doesn't have many people there anymore, no one to know him as simon. at most, it's the man at the local convenience store or his one nice neighbor in the apartment across from his who knows him as that. and on that rare occasion price says his real name, he feels human again.

but when he finally tells you his name, you instantly start using it instead of calling him ghost. the first time he hears it over comms, he gets this weird butterfly feeling in his stomach. he becomes so infatuated with the way you say his name.

he likes that you're the only one to call him that, just like he's the only one to call soap johnny. when someone else teases him, asking if they can call him simon too, he definitely grunts out a ‘i wouldn’t if i were you’

and whenever you call him si, he is reminded how much he fucking loves you. he gets so soft when you call him that. it's like reminding him he's not just a killer or a weapon of mass destruction. he's a person. he's your person. he's more than the mask.

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simonrillleyyysss · 7 months

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imagine Simon with a crybaby gf who clings to him 24/7 🤭🙏🏾

ohhh simon would kill for you

he is so used to his exes being all bark and bite, so when his soft little girlfriend started weeping in his arms because he changed his tone—he was immediately confused

‘baby? oh, darling.. don’t cry.’

simon adores you for you, and that includes your sensitivity and clinginess—in public? you’re hanging onto his side; hands intertwined with his

he rarely comes to disagreements with you—it’ll always end up with you hysterically sobbing into his chest, apologising innocently; and he’s too sympathetic and inlove with you for that

crying over a movie? he’s immediately leaning over to kiss your cheeks, hands squishing your jiggly thighs comfortingly, your arm tangled with his.

‘oh-don’t cry, baby; s’not a real dog, yr’ okay.’

‘it’s just-just sad!’

‘mhm, i know doll, let me wipe your eyes.’

would always carry tissues in his wallet just incase, knows you get set off easily and triggered—someone looks at you the wrong way? sobbing, people laughing at you? sobbing, always ends up wiping ur tears for you because you’re just such a mess :((

he loves his squishy crybaby, his favourite girl in the whole wide world

his favourite thing about you is the way you cry when he gently forcing you down on his cock, your gummy walls fluttering around his thick cock, tears spilling down your cheeks, his hand coming up to squish them, kissing the tears away

ur so emotional during sex because it’s just so intimate, hiccuping as he laps at your wet pussy like a starved man :((

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teamblck · 4 months

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YEAH? AND?

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sweet-as-an-angel · 5 months

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Simon Riley is a Messy Eater

TW: 18+, Smut, Fem! Reader

He's sloppy and all-consuming when he eats you out, making obscene sounds as he drinks your juices, tongue slithering between your folds while his nose bumps your clit, sending electricity bolting through you. He's unrelenting in his pace, rabid in his need to have you crying beneath his touch.

When your back arches against his face, begging to take him deeper, he presses you back down onto the mattress with a large, calloused hand.

"Easy, Sweetness," he says, panting. He licks a glob of your juice from the corner of his lip. The bottom half of his face glistens with your essence, his hair slicked back with sweat, and his eyes are dark with promise. The sight is enough to make you clench around nothing. His gaze flicks down to your tightening lips. He purrs.

"We can do this all night."

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sweetiecutie · 6 months

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Hi!

I fell in love with ur underbedmonster!simon au!

And I am sure everybody else fell in love with it.

Can we get some more stories with monster simon? If it's no problem, of course :)))

Love your work btw <33

A/n: sure you can, I think that this trope is my new obsession🫣☺️

Warnings: smut, mdni, possessiveness, monsterfucking, tentacle fucking

Part 1 || Part 3 || Part 4

Underbed monster! Simon who was slightly startled by such sudden change in your aura - once sugary sweet and syrupy turned into bitter and pungent, causing creature to sputter and hiss begrudgingly at the taste, his ears (or whatever that was that he had) straining to hear any words coming from you that could explain this drastic shift in your emotions.

Underbed monster! Simon who listened attentively as you spoke on the phone with your best friend, choking on your own tears and sobs as you told them how you broke up with your now ex boyfriend, about the ugly fight you had, how he called you numerous names, shattering your heart in million pieces just with his cruel words.

Underbed monster! Simon who felt rage simmering somewhere deep within him. How dare that pathetic scumbag treat you like that!? Yes, Ghost did torture you with horrible nightmares quite a few dozens times, but you were his human, his to scare, his to taunt, his to fuck, no one else’s. He felt possessive and angry, he wanted to soothe your poor little heart, to make all the pain go away so you could feed him more and more of that honey-like energy that your pleasure exuded.

Underbed monster! Simon who finally decided to take matters into his own hands after keeping a close eye on you when your state didn’t seem to get any better. Ghost sneaked out some of the sweets from kitchen to your bedroom so you had something to munch on, making you confused as to how those candies seemed to magically appear on your bedside. Simon tried keeping the house tidy and clean for you in hopes that it’ll make you get better soon, he even did your laundry once, causing you to freak out at the sight of your clothes, freshly washed and still damp, hanging off the rope to dry out.

Underbed monster! Simon couldn’t be more happier, watching your attention finally shift from your shithead ex to him. Simon was purposefully lurking right in the corner of your vision, making his presence in the house way more obvious. He watched with fierce amusement as you grabbed the sharpest knife from the kitchen, inspecting every nook and cranny of the house, not finding any signs of intrusion or anything that could’ve given a clue about another person’s presence, scrunching up your pretty eyebrows in confusion.

Underbed monster! Simon who fully revealed himself for the first time in your dream, standing in his full glory in front of small scared you, your breathing quickening in your sleep as you inspected his tall dark form, two red eyes glaring down at you from above. You felt paralysed as you watched this creature raise its smokey limb that slightly resembled human arm, cold tentacle fingers brushing your cheek, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear affectionately. And all of the sudden all fear and anxiety vanished, leaving place for curiosity and amazement as you studied monster’s features closer, not feeling threatened nor endangered by him. Slowly its mouth opened - even blacker that the rest of him, his voice clear and lucid, ringing right inside of your head “Wake up”

Your eyes snapped open - you were laying in your bed still, crumpled sheets dug into your back unpleasantly but you couldn’t care less as you stared straight into those crimson orbs, cold tentacles slithering up and down your sides, wrapping tighter around your limbs, immobilising you completely. Underbed monster! Simon just purred audibly at your obedience and lack of resistance, branching a few more extremities to slip under the hem of your pyjama top and wrap around your nipples, tugging and tweaking on them softly.

Underbed monster! Simon who growled satisfactorily at the small wet patch that started forming on your panties, slowly rubbing your sweet pussy while applying more and more pressure to his touch, watching you writhe and whine underneath him, begging for more.

Underbed monster! Simon who purred as he slipped a thick tentacle past the hem of your panties, stuffing your fluttering cunny so full of himself, finally that rich taste of your pleasure simmered right through him, filling his ghastly body with strength and energy he lacked all this time you were depressed. Newfound strength just nagged him into fucking you faster and harder, twisting out your nipples and rubbing your clit rapidly, all while forcing his thick tentacles in and out of your leaking cunt, making you scream and tremble in his inescapable grasp as fourth orgasm rippled through your weakened body, pure pleasure surging through your veins, hogging up your mind and making you incapable of thinking.

Underbed monster! Simon who only let you go when first sun rays peaked in through bedroom’s window, leaving you a fucked-out yet blissful mess, pinching you on your cheek affectionately before slipping under your mattress, curling up like a huge lazy cat and falling asleep, full of your delicious pleasure.

And even hours later as you peeked under your bed you could see a huge black spot there, still and unmoving; and if you listened closely enough you could hear your underbed monster purr softly in its sleep, happy and properly nourished.

That’s quite a pet that you have now, eh?

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bravo4iscool · 6 months

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simon riley is a chubby chaser. prove me tf wrong. man loves to feel plushy hips and big thighs and he gets so fucking full of himself when he carries his s/o around because he’s able to do it with fucking ease.

he would love to beat the shit outta anybody looking at them the wrong way. a single glare intimidating the person looking or whispering. no one, and i repeat, NO ONE messes with his s/o.

in public he gives them the prince(ss) treatment but at home he’s worshipping the shit outta that body. these thighs haunt him in his dreams and he loves teasing and planting kisses all over them. also the stomach of his s/o. this man is fucking obsessed with it, gently placing his head on it, showering it with affection and little kisses…

and i 100% believe he’s a goner for hugs with his s/o. he can‘t get enough of them, feeling the softness of his partners body against his rough chest and skin. he could hug for hours. matter of fact, he doesn’t want to let his s/o go.

he was falling for his s/o the second he saw them but bro was in fucking denial… thats why he treats them with such crazy affection now. he‘s tryna make up for the time he lost by trying to convince himself he wasn‘t in love with them like a stupid teenager.

(little side note: his favourite praise for them is „atta girl/boy“…)

brain rotting over this😗✌🏼anything i missed lmao?

i‘m thinking bout making a taglist, would you guys want/like that???

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

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katzenmas · 4 months

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dom simon this dom simon, that WHAT ABOUT SUB!SIMON

what about simon who falls apart at your touch, gets whiny and needy, ruts his leaking cock onto your shoe as he eats you out. humping at you like a dog in heat. almost cumming when you degrade him.

what about simon who rolls his eyes to the back of his head when he first pushes into your heat. soft, breathy moans fall from his lips as he starts shaking, his rhythm sloppy because he cant get over how heavenly you feel around his cock.

what about simon who melts when you praise him, scratch his head when he does good. cums untouched when you play with his nipples.

what about simon who loves to be a pillow princess. laying down on the bed letting you do whatever you want to him without any complaints. always pliant and soft. not being bratty at all, just a perfect pet for you.

what about simon who cries during sex because it all feels too good and becomes too much very fast. your cunt milking his overstimulated cock as he sobs and writhes below you.

simon who loves to let go of the control when he's underneath you. his hands always working reverently to touch you, make you feel as good as you make him feel.

just,, sub simon.

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lundenloves · 8 months

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dad!simon who will near fall asleep on the sofa, sat upright with wide legs and his arms crossed, only opening one eye to pretend he’s listening while one of his daughters rambles about school drama.

dad!simon who scoffs when another monthly subscription or amazon payment goes through his card, brows knitted together after asking just why the house has to be subscribed to four separate streaming services.

dad!simon who never remembers his kids’ friends names. it could be his daughters best friend of seven years and he still wouldn’t remember.

dad!simon who visually could not care less about the gossip his daughter waffles about, mumbling “mhm” every so often to appear engaged though shrugging when called out on his evident boredom.

dad!simon who tsks at all the parcels that come through the door day-to-day. living with three daughters and a wife, it’s constant. he detests being the only one home and having to sign for something — will actively ignore a knock on the door when there’s other people in the house.

dad!simon who (when drunk) is the height of amusement for his eldest. many snapchats exist of him being handed the phone already recording and goofily grinning into it while looking up at her “what am i supposed to be looking at?”

dad!simon who sticks post-it notes in bold handwriting to the fridge whenever anyone has an appointment due the following day. “don’t forget.” complete with a fullstop and a harsh underline of the time in military digits.

dad!simon who replies sarcastically to almost every obvious question with his natural glare, something each of his kids had genetically taken: “don’t ask stupid questions and you won’t get stupid answers.” he loves them really.

dad!simon who silenced the family groupchat as soon as he had figured out how to, only replying every other day with a thumbs up reaction or more likely a thumbs down.

dad!simon who side eyes his kids. he doesn’t mean it, yet it happens. watching throw away tv? side eye. talking too loud on the phone? side eye. wearing a questionable outfit? side eye.

dad!simon who has a firm routine. he fucking detests being interrupted, and or spoken to from the hours of five till seven in the morning. he’ll get up, have food and go to the gym all in this time frame before anyone can dent his peace.

dad!simon who sighs avidly. a long and painful sigh after any merely simple question is asked or he’s to pick up one of his kids from a night out. “fucking well told ‘er not to expect me past twelve.” while accidentally slamming the door behind him, keys jingling around his finger.

dad!simon who struggles to show affection in any other way than a short pat of the shoulder or a one armed hug, pulling his kids into his chest for mere seconds before stepping back.

dad!simon who groans whenever anything gets moved in the house. his military mind in favour of keeping things in one position, untouched and moved for preferably ever unless he was told. though, having kids didn’t quite work like that.

dad!simon who: “do i ‘av to do fucking everything in this house? eh?”

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˗ˏˋ university is still kicking my arse into next week. i joined the football team too, fuck knows why i’m making myself busier than i have to be. alas here we are, and i’m feeding the pigeons! aka sprinkling dad headcannons until i get traction again. pls love me, pls follow me, pls reblog, pls validate me.

the reason i tag this as ‘x reader’ as it’s ur fuckin family with him. no one bite my head off man i can’t be bothered tonight.

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lunarw0rks · 8 months

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i just think it's funny how simon would let you THINK you had control over him

letting you "pin" his wrists while making out on the sofa, clenching your thighs tight around his waist as you straddle him. when you end up riding him — he lets you have your fun for no more than a minute. he's merely watching you struggle to bounce on his whole cock, while making your best effort to balance rhythm and control over him — which was laughable to simon.

ends up flipping you over, hovering atop you, fucking you senseless into the cushions. make a show of it; to prove that he was just playing along the whole time, that it was his plan the entire time.

somebody sedate me

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dmitriene · 13 days

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bathing with simon riley, while sitting on his bulky lap and cockwarming him, his fat cock nestled inside your gummy walls and brush against your spongy spot with spontaneous throbs, feeling how your warm cunt pulse in response, tightening.

your soft, wet hands draw lines with your fingers along his broad back, along his spine, making simon shudder in response, burying his face more firmly against your shoulder, barely breathing with little puffs that stutter when his movements makes his cock glide against your cunts gooey insides.

his calloused palm lays between your hip and supple ass, not even digging, with his fingers twitching when he runs them over your soft skin, moving against your pubic bone and lower, before simon settles his touch against your puffy clit, brushing with little circles that makes you moan in his ear.

your warm breath scorches his ear with quiet and needy — “h-hmn, s-si!„ that paints his skin with pinkish flush, pressing his thick finger against your throbbing clit firmer, feeling how your viscous walls constrict around his meaty cock, the one simon starts to thrust in you slowly with little jerks of his hips.

his chapped lips brush against your shoulder, barely lifting his face as he litters your skin with little kisses, your fingers moving to tangle in his wet hair at the back of his neck, burrowing in the dark roots, as he whispers hoarsely — “so good to me, luv, so perfect'„ with his lips tracing path up to your neck.

✎ 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵. 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴.

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empresskylo · 4 months

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You hadn’t expected Simon to get you anything for Valentine’s Day. It just didn’t really seem like his kind of holiday.

So you were rather surprised when he showed up with a bouquet of roses, a little handwritten note tied to them. Cliche, roses, but he knew you liked flowers. And he wasn’t above buying you cliche things. Simon knew he could show his love for you year round, and he always did in his own ways, but he had no problem treating you on February 14th either.

He didn’t just run out to the story and buy whatever random shit they had on the shelves, or snag a insincere hallmark card. He had gone to three different florists before he found the right mix of roses. He handpicked red, pink, and white roses, all arranged with baby’s breath decorating the sides. He thought they were rather pretty and wanted to make sure he got you a set you would actually like. Then he took a piece of paper and wrote you a little note. He drew a little heart at the top where he wrote your name, as wonky as it was. And he found a piece of ribbon, tying the card to the stem of one of the roses. He walked all the way to your apartment, smiling at himself imagining your surprise when he presented the flowers.

When you opened the door to a wide-grinned Simon, you thanked him for the gift, and he said, “Hope you’re hungry.”

“Oh. Simon, that’s okay. We don’t have to do that. I know the restaurants are all going to be packed and I don’t want you to have to—”

“Wasn’t really askin’, love.”

You quirked a brow, your face heating. “I don’t have anything nice to wear,” you said gesturing to your PJs. “I can’t go to some fancy—”

“Who said anythin’ bout fancy?” He winked at you before interlacing your fingers. Simon knew you didn’t do crowds and didn’t like to be fussed over, so of course he wasn’t about to take you out to eat on the busiest night of the year. He raised his other hand and showed you the bag of takeout, ready to curl up on the couch and watch whatever cheesy movie you wanted. And he was going to enjoy every minute of it.

He kissed your forehead before guiding you both inside your apartment, placing the takeout on the coffee table and pulling you into his lap.

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simonrillleyyysss · 7 months

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imagine having a teddy that reminds you of simon so you sew little clothes for it that resembles simon's uniform (the tact gear, the black attire, etc!) and when simon catches you with that teddy that seemingly wore clothes like him, he would lose his mind and fuck you while you hold your teddy because you were just so needy and in love with him that you just had to have a mini simon teddy as well so he could be around you 24/7 !!!

OHHHH YWSYEYSEUESYES

first time simon sees it is when he’s helping you arrange the teddies in colour coordinated order, his gaze flicking to the black and white halloween themed stuffie—skeleton printed on its forehead, the bear wearing a little diy tactical vest, and boots

he thought it was cute!! would ask you what it was to tease you, watching you become all flustered and whiney cause of him realising;((

‘what did you name m’?’

‘simon…’

honestly, he was content with the fact you took comfort in a stuffie resembling him, and it even gave him a bit of an ego boost—his silly dolly couldn’t stay away from him for a few minutes? it even had his cologne sprayed!

‘ever hump it?’

‘ewww!’

he’d have you on all fours, ur arms wrapped around the black bear in your grasp as he thrusted into you from behind, heavy balls slapping against the soft curve of your ass, his hands moving to knead at your hips, slamming you back to meet his thrusts of desperation!!

‘si-sisiisiiii!’

you squealed out, cunny fluttering around him as you dug your face into the fur of the stuffed animal, feeling him pat your head with a large palm.

‘that’s it, pup..take it all for me, yeah’? tell your teddy how good it feels.’

the male growled into your ear, watching you weep out in pleasure.

‘it feels-oh—it feels so goouhh..goouhd!’

he’d have u babbling with his cum pouring out of your aching hole, smiling as he lifted the bear and played with it.

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teamblck · 4 months

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okay but being a bookworm and your strong military boyfriend takes you shopping at a bookstore and follows you around carrying all your books and every time you start rambling about a book you’ve picked up they get a small loving smile on their face

characters in mind while writing- könig, john mactavish, simon riley, kyle garrick, john price

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sweet-as-an-angel · 5 months

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Simon Riley's Breeding Kink

Warnings: 18+, Breeding Kink, Creampie, Unprotected Sex, Feral! Ghost, Territorial! Ghost, Praise, Profanity, Fem! Reader.

He surprises himself with it - this debilitating need to pump you full of his seed, to make you his from the inside out.

He isn't subtle about it, either. You're missionary beneath him, nails dragging down his back as he stuffs you full of his cock. Your eyes are rolling into your skull, but even through your moaning symphony of euphoria, you hear Simon's voice.

"M'gonna fuck you every day, fill your pretty little cunt 'til y'can't walk," he pants, voice low. He grips your hips and pulls you in, taking you at another angle. Hits you deeper. Your back arches into him as he tears a languishing moan from you, and you squeeze him so deliciously that he knows he won't be able to hold back the floodgates for much longer. Especially as he watches the writhing bump in your stomach, his cock pressed tightly against the roof of your abdomen. Foreshadowing.

"Make you my housewife. Bet you'd like that - all mine for me to breed like a bunny. Good for nothing 'cept bearin' my kids," You feel him twitch inside you. He's almost getting himself off to the future you brought to him: one with a family as large as your body will allow, keeping you in an almost-constant state of pregnancy.

You clamp down on him, his words going straight between your legs. "Fuckin' hell," he growls. He runs a hand across your front, presses down on his sheathed member. He grunts, his balls, heavy and thick with semen, slapping against your backside with every thrust.

"Can't wait to- ngh- make you into a perfect little mummy, show you off to the group. Bet they'd like to fuck you like this, but you're all mine."

You know that. You can feel it in the way his growl reverberates through the room as he cums, in the way he presses deeper into you when his release crashes over him in waves, making sure not an ounce of his seed is wasted. In the way his hands find yours, gripping them as you milk him dry.

There's so much of it. Too much, even. Your body tells you so in the tender sensation across your front as your skin pulls taut over the growing lump in your stomach; the aftermath of his many attempts at breeding you. Simon waits until he's emptied everything he has to offer inside you, and only then does he look down at you, eyes filled with an uncharacteristic brightness that screams 'love'.

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sweetiecutie · 6 months

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Underbed monster! Simon who was absolutely delighted when you first moved in. Such a pretty little thing, so sensitive to subtle change in aura whenever he stirred under your mattress, making you throw a concerned look around your room, trying to figure out what exactly it was that disturbed you. How, he was going to have so much fun with you!

Underbed monster! Simon who just can’t help himself from looming over you while you sleep, carving every smallest detail of your cute face into his memory. Can you blame him tho? Not when you’re all soft and vulnerable before him, smacking and pouting those puffy lips as creature’s presence caused your dreams to take a darker turn. Your fear tasted delightful.

Underbed monster! Simon to whom you’ve woken up quite a few times, looking up straight into those red glowing eyes until your sleep paralysis worn off, this creature disappearing immediately after you finally regained your ability to move. But you never thought too deep into that. After all he was just a figment of your imagination, right?

Underbed monster! Simon who started to grow fond of you rather quickly. He liked it how tidy you were, not intruding his space with empty bottles and whatever else trash - unlike past inhabitants of this house. He quite literally lived for nights when you were restless in your bed, finally giving up and opening a drawer of your bedside, retrieving pink dildo from within. Slowly but surely Simon shifted his diet from negative emotions from the nightmares he was causing to your positive, way sweeter feelings. Oh how delicious your pleasure was, Ghost literally purred while absorbing all the joy every orgasm brought you, your moans being too aloud for you to hear any strange grumbling.

Underbed monster! Simon who finally dared to touch you months after you moved into his place. He picked the perfect moment for it, right when you were on the very edge between reality and daydream, mind barely comprehending what was real and what was not. His black smokey tentacles crawled up from under the bed, slowly making their way to you plastered on your soft mattress, gently wrapping himself around your ankles. You paid no mind, mild coolness felt good against your hot skin, so you didn’t even think into it.

So underbed monster! Ghost shamelessly continued, his tentacles boldly slithering up your shins and then to your plush thighs, soon sliding under the hem of your panties. Wrapping himself around your clit and stuffing your pussy full of his appendages, literally purring at the taste of your pleasure mixed with slick, how blissful your velvety walls felt against him.

The next morning you woke up, only recalling some snippets of embarrassingly good wet dream you had, your cunny strangely sore, slick and overstimulated.

Underbed monster! Simon who has so many delightful and pleasurable things planned for you two, you just wait<3

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