FANGS

FANGS

can't stop thinkin' abt simon letting you rub eyeblack on him as he prepares for the day :(

he trusts you to do it for him, prefers it even. gently closes his eyes as you pass your fingers over his cheekbones, trace the long bridge of his nose, massage in between his brows and temples. he looks so relaxed like this. even as you're turning him into the ghost, he can't but feel like your simon more than ever. practically leans into your touch and you have to lightly push his head straight because "si, you're making this difficult. stay still."

but with you cradling his cheek, he grabs your hand to prevent you from pulling away. needs to keep it there for just a little longer. he doesn't care that now there's little streaks of black by his ear now. instead, he nuzzles into your hand and kisses your palm. long lashes fluttering up at you as he smiles so tenderly. a lovestruck look in his eyes as his thumb rubs over your knuckles.

he sighs happily at you and says, "i adore you, you know that?"

you just smile and kiss his cheek, not caring that there's a little lip print smudged in the makeup you've just applied to him. in fact, he won't let you fix it. will wear it happily as it barely peeks out from under the eye cutouts of his balaclava. just so he can carry around a little piece of you with him throughout the day.

hello yes i would like to report a murder

gooning

Halsin- Archdruid of the Emerald Grove

Warning: Fem!Reader nsfw, mdni A/N: I hope my absence wasn't too long. I hope everyone had a lovely christmas and happy new year <3 Anyway, soft!Simon has been on my mind so I had to write for him.

“So pretty,” his soft lips pressed a kiss against your swollen clit, making you let out a high pitched hum, "so fucking pretty."

You whined in response, squirming and bucking your hips against his mouth. But Simon just shook his head, not taking any of your whinging.

"Gotta appreciate her first, love." his hands laid perfectly along your hips, digging his rough fingers into your soft flesh. Tongue flat against your clit, revelling in your taste and how reactive you are to his touch. It was heavenly, but he was going just too damn slow for your liking.

You squirmed again, testing his patience, but you couldn't bring yourself to whine again. He was being too good to you. But finally he got the hint.

"I'll give you want you want, lovie, I promise."

His lips enclosed around your sensitive bud and the shock of pleasure made you jolt, arching your back further into him. His hands only encouraged you further, one gripping your waist as the other slid down to your lower back.

Keeping you as flushed as possible against his mouth, you knew iyt was going to be a long night.