Simons Heart Was Racing, A Sheen Layer Of Sweat Covering His Body As He Slowly Made His Way Up His Driveway.

Simon’s heart was racing, a sheen layer of sweat covering his body as he slowly made his way up his driveway.

Your car was there as it always was when he came home but instead of bringing Simon peace, it made him more nervous than he’d ever been.

He found himself pausing at the door, his trembling hand hovering over the handle as he steadied his breathing. He knew when he opened that door, his entire life would change.

When he left for deployment, you were 7 months pregnant. Now here he was, nearly three months later, about to meet his child for the very first time.

He regretted more than anything, not being there for you when you needed him most. While you were giving birth, he was half a world away, and he felt so incredibly guilty for it. He knew you were strong, he knew you could handle yourself, but that didn’t ease the self loathing thoughts that swirled in his brain.

Closing his eyes, he took one final deep breath before sliding off his mask and entering the house.

“Sweetheart, I’m home.” He called out, setting his belongings on the floor. He slowly made his way into the living area, his hands still shaking from before.

“Hey, handsome.” You greeted, a warm smile on your face as you turned and stood from your spot on the couch. “We’ve been waiting for you.”

Simon felt his breath leave his lungs as he took in the sight before him. There, nestled in the love of his life’s arms, was a baby girl. HIS baby girl.

“Simon, this is Y/D/N.” You spoke, your tone gentle. You walked up to him slowly, and leaned in a way that Simon could get a better look at his child.

His brain went numb as he took in every little feature of his daughter, a whirlwind of emotions hitting him at once. “She’s…she’s..she’s beautiful, Y/N.”

You felt tears pooling in your eyes as you watched your husband be rendered speechless. The way he was looking at his little girl had your heart soaring. There was nothing but unyielding admiration, and awe in his eyes. “Do you want to hold her?”

Simon’s breath hitched in his throat as he nodded curtly. He watched as you walked up to him, gently placing the infant in his arms. As he held her, the entire world around him seemed to slow, and the only thing in the world was just him and his little girl.

He held his daughter as if she were made of glass, not daring to move a muscle as he admired her. He began to notice small bits of himself in her, the dark brown of her eyes, the soft curve of her small nose. Never did Simon think anything that came from HIM would ever be so….perfect.

Simon had never felt a love like this before. As his daughter smiled up at him, Simon made a silent vow that he would do absolutely anything in his power to keep that smile on her face for as long as he lived.

“Thank you.” Simon whispered, smiling down at the newborn. Her small hand wrapped around his pinky, causing Simon’s eyes to pool with tears. She was so, so small compared to him.

“For what?” You asked, as Simon pulled you closely into his side.

“For giving me the family I never knew I wanted.”

Currently thinking about neighbor!Simon with a sweet thing who keeps shamelessly flirting with him.

Ghost, the soldier who has been basing his life in self-control and discipline, knocked down a peg or two by his younger neighbor. He doesn't even respond to the flirting, simply replying with a grunt or a "thanks" so quiet you can barely even hear it before he disappears into his house.

Neighbor!Simon, who initially moved to your quiet neighborhood for some peace and quiet— and he gets just that, with one glaring exception.

Neighbor!Simon, who is forced to listen to your moans and whines as you bounce up and down a dildo, filthy nonsense escaping your lips whenever it hits a sensitive spot.

Neighbor!Simon, who seemed amused about it at first and ignored it, but after a few times started feeling his jeans tighten up.

Neighbor!Simon, who cups his throbbing boner over his jeans, trying his best to stop himself from jerking off, yet your whiny moans are taking away any semblance of self-respect he has.

Neighbor!Simon, who timed his strokes with the sounds of your squelching cunt, imagining it's him going in and out of you.

Neighbor!Simon, who pathetically came all over his stomach when you moaned out his name, filthy and overly loud words leaving your lips because you know he can hear you.

Neighbor!Simon, who since then was less of a Ghost in his own neighborhood, actually trying to reply to your attempts at making conversation with him.

Neighbor!Simon, who told you one of his awful dad jokes just to hear the loudest sigh ever, the corners of his lips threatening to tug up at your reaction.

Neighbor!Simon, who eventually started tagging along for anything you did— Grocery shopping? Paying bills? Going to the park? Shopping? He's coming with you, claiming there's lots of creeps around.

Neighbor!Simon, who accepted your offers for dinner, looking at you moving around the kitchen and helping you, imagining you're his pretty little wife.

Neighbor!Simon, who got enough courage to kiss you after being 100% sure you were interested in him.

Neighbor!Simon, who couldn't keep the surprise from showing on his face when during one of your make out sessions, you took him to your bedroom.

Neighbor!Simon, who was a groaning mess underneath you as you rode him, calloused hands holding onto your hips with a bruising grip.

'' 'S what you wanted all along, love?'' He manages to grunt out between his deep groans and moans, hypnotized by the way your tits bounce while your tight cunt takes all of him.

''Since I first saw you.'' You reply with honesty, leg muscles tired from riding him, but his thick cock feels way too good to even think about stopping.

''Good girl.'' He praises, eyes closing as his hips start to thrust up, meeting you halfway while you bounce on his cock, angling up your ass so he hits a more sensitive spot that has you moaning on top of him, his grip on your hips going to your ass while he moves your smaller body up and down his cock, thrusts getting rougher while you finally collapse on top of him.

''Cum inside.'' His hips falter for a moment as he looks at you with raised eyebrows, your hushed confirmation of being on birth control enough to keep him going even harder, driving himself into your cunt at an unlawful pace, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he thrusted deeply, the room filled with the smell of sex, walls bouncing with the sounds of your combined desperate moans as he shoved himself as deep as he could, filling your womb with his thick, fertile cum. It doesn't matter if you're on birth control, his seed is much stronger.

Husband!Simon, who got to come home from deployment to his missus, stomach swollen with his baby.

Can you pretty please do poly!ghostface (billy and stu) friends to lovers fluff? Tysm ♡

Omg, yesss!!

Poly!ghostface x gender neutral!reader

Summery: Stu and Billy had done it, pulled off their master plan. No one knew that they were the woodsburrow killer, including you. Now that Sidney is out of the way their was nothing stopping them from having you.

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Dull, warm air blew in from the open classroom window. The teacher continued to drone on about physics or math or whatever class you were in. School seemed so ridiculous now, after what you had survived. Just as your brain started to fill with random thoughts, a loud bell rung.

Everyone got up from their seats as quickly as they could, clambering out the door. You walked through the crowded hall, bumping into different students and staff. You finally made it outside, already feeling relieved to get out of the school.

You continued your steady footsteps down the sidewalk when two arms wrapped around your waist, lifting you into the air. The shocked feeling quickly faded when you recognized the soft giggle coming from the person behind you.

"Stu, you scared me!" You gasped

"Oh, whatever, you're fine." He mused on

Billy walked next to you both, rolling his eyes almost comicly. "So, y/n, do you wanna come over and watch Texas Chainsaw Massacre with us tonight?" Billy questioned

"No, I don't want to watch my favorite movie with my favorite people." you said sarcastically. The compliment sent waves of flattery and joy down the boys' spines.

"Well, I will see you then, y/n." You gave them a slight nod before heading a different way than them.

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You had been home for less than an hour when you decided to head over to Stu's house. You were already halfway there, walking alone, even though the boys pressed you to let them walk you there. Of course you said no, that just doesn't make sense, walking here than back. But you told them they could make it up by walking you home tonight.

You stood at the end of the driveway, looking at the dim-lit house. Your stomach started to churn because you were so excited to spend time with Billy and Stu. You would never admit it but you really liked them both, although you are pretty sure that they are into eachothers.

You weren't hurt or anything, just slightly disappointed. You walked up the three stairs before before knocking on the tall door. You looked from side to side as you waited, and your stomach felt like a washing machine. The door opened widely, Stu on the other side greeting you with a smile.

"Welcome to my humble abode." Stu said with posh mockery, using his arm to show you in.

"Well, why thank you." You said matching his energy

You and Stu walked into the living room, sitting on the couch next to Billy. You were sat between them,your thighs touching theirs. Your stomach felt like it was turning inside out, but in the best way possible.

As you were watching the movie, you noticed them turning and looking at you. You never wanted this movie to end, but sadly, it did. The end credits rolled on the screen, and suddenly, the magic was over. Disappointment washed over you.

You all got up from the couch and moved to the front of the house and then out the door. The night air hit your skin, bumps rising on your skin. You all stepped outside and started your walk.

"Hey y/n, would you ever date me or Billy?" The question caught you off guard, to say the least.

"I mean- yea- yea I would." You said looking up at the bright sliver of a moon.

Stu did a little skip, dance thing out of excitement, and Billy had a happy grin on his face.

"How about both of us?" Billy inquired

A blush rose to your face, you didn't even know that was an opinion. The new price of information caused a happiness to grow in the pit of your stomach.

"Yea, I'd like that." You said smiling and looking at each of them.

Just as you said that sentence, you arrived at your house. Stu was basically buzzing with glee, and Billy seemed extremely excited too, just better at hiding it.

You walked to your door and turned on your heel, looking at the boys.

"See you tomorrow, boys." You said as a farewell, and giving them both a kiss on the cheek. Walking into your house, you started to let out your real reactions, from quiet screaming to jumping around happily.

From outside, you could hear Billy and Stu talking with anticipation and joy. You watched them disappear down your street from your bedroom window.

You would never forget this night, everything was perfect, and you would definitely sleep peacefully tonight

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This was rly fun to write, I loveee requests. Anyway hope you enjoyed.

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just thinking abt riding abby while she’s smoking a blunt😣

HI YES ANON!!!

ask and you shall receive.

i might add more to it and post it on ao3 🤭

ABBY SMUT DRABBLE - TAKE MY BREATH AWAY

you set the blunt inbetween abby’s lips and light it up for her. you’re currently hovering in her lap, her strap out and teasing your cunt. you’re covering it with your slick, but abby deems it not wet enough. “come on, girl. suck me off, yeah?” you comply and get on your knees. she sets the tip on your lips, slapping it against them. you open your mouth and she slides right in. she let’s you suck her for a few minutes, hitting the blunt as she watches you intently.

“it’s wet enough,” she pops it out of your mouth. “come ride me, pretty.” you straddle over her lap again. she rubs the tip against your slit, slaps your clit with it, and pushes in.

you wrap around her with no problem. abby’s strap was a little on the long side and whenever you guys first got together she had to switch it out with a smaller one for starters. just for you to warm up to something much bigger.

you’re used to it now and becoming a pro each time she fucks you. you lean forward when she puts her hands on your ass to give her more access. the blunt is in one hand while the other is on your ass. you ride her slowly at first, accommodating to the size. you grind your hips down and let the tip rub against your gspot.

abby let’s you get used to the feeling. she takes a long drag of the blunt and blows it in your face. you open your mouth, indicating her to blow some directly into it.

she takes the hint and takes another long drag, taking her hand off your ass to grab your chin. she shotguns the smoke in your mouth, pulling away to admire you. you hold it in your mouth for a few moments before blowing it back out into her face. she crinkles her nose at you cutely with a smile.

she slaps your ass, “c’mon girl, show me how you ride that cock.”

you nod your head and do as you’re told. you start to really bounce on her lap, speeding up your movements. she takes another hit. she looks so hot to you acting all nonchalant and preoccupied as you ride her.

she surprises you by thrusting up into you. automatically hitting your gspot. you yelp and clutch at her broad shoulders.

she smirks at you and laughs a bit, “yeah?” she taunts you, doing it again.

your legs start to quiver. abby takes one last hit of the blunt before setting it in your mouth. she slides out of you and flips you on your back, much to your surprise, climbing on top of you.

“wha-?” you look at her in surprise.

“shut up. finish the fucking blunt. i’m going to show you how this dick works - properly.”

Realest thing ever written

ok… where are the peeta x reader fics … why is it a desert in here??? WHERES the SMUT?? We used to be a real country

reader and jj calling each other out about your kinks as a joke and he tells reader he has a breeding link and wants her to have all his babies

breeding kink!jj is acc my weakness

"Your praise kink is outta hand, baby. All I have to do is say good girl and you're instantly wet," JJ laughs, poking your cheek.

You're currently lying down on your couch, both of you on your sides and facing each other. You have a fire going, the quiet crackling filling the air and the warm-toned glow casting over the living room.

Somehow, you'd gotten into the conversation of discussing your kinks. Honestly, it was just the two of you poking fun.

"Oh, please. You're the one who's always begging to fuck me in public. The back of Heyward's, the washroom at The Wreck, the hammock at the chateau..." you list. "You couldn't keep it in your pants if your life depended on it. Needy boy."

"You like how needy I am," he states, rolling his eyes.

You shrug, a teasing grin gracing your features. "Maybe I do."

"You wanna know another kink of mine?"

"Sure. Hit me."

He can't help himself. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Focus, Maybank."

JJ switches your positions, climbing on top of you and caging you in with your back against the couch. He drops some kisses onto your collarbone, and then up to your ear. "I have a massive breeding kink, baby. If I ever fuck you raw, I don't think I'll be able to pull out."

Your heart pounds in your chest, and you can't ignore the fluttering in your core. "Is that so?"

"Mhm. I wouldn't stop filling you up until I was sure that you were carrying my baby in there."

And you're swooning. "Tell me again, J."

He starts pulling at the hem of your pants. "I wanna give you a baby. 'M gonna give you all my damn babies."

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