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tttthinking so hard about soft!simon who’s just absolutely enamoured w his slightly weird super smart so like,, she’s got so much stuff in her little brain about philosophy and human behaviour and animals and plants and the stars and physics and politics and poisons and animals and and and—

sometimes she starts rambling and maybe he doesn’t get it but he’s just listening and if he looks confused she starts explaining even more thus rambling even more and he can’t help but absolutely adore the sparkle in her eyes when she’s talking or the way she gets excited and starts pacing while explaining and answering any questions he might have bc it shows that someone is listening to her for the first time ever and just eeeee

soft!simon who loves his smartypants gf and looooves dumbing her down on his cock even more,, shsshshshshshh she’s barely able to talk and he’s grinning asking her questions about something she was rambling about earlier but she’s too fucked out to answer properly and he’s just teasing her abt how it just takes a little fucking for her to start drooling and barely able to talk i’m gonna die 🥴

anon, you have destroyed my brain with this one. he really is so good with her. the way he'll ask any and every question possible, even though he doesn't understand half the things she is saying in the first place. absolutely amazed by how much information is stored in her brain and is definitely a proud boyfriend when it comes to everything she does.

but there really is no sight like seeing his smartypants girlfriend beneath him, your legs pushed back on either side of you while he thrusts into you. simon's hand cupping one side of your face while his thumb brushes over plumped lips before pushing its way into your mouth.

"mhm," he hums, eyes looking down at you beneath him while soft moans spill from your mouth. lips secure around his thumb as you look back directly at him, brain trying to focus on what he's about to say or ask you. "goin' on so much about human behaviour before," he trails off, thrusts dragged out before hips press forward roughly into you. "wanna explain what makes you so fuckin' dumb the second you clench around my cock?"

and your brain can't compute a sentence, the only reaction is your lips parting from around his thumb to let out a cry as he thrusts into you. "i-i don't–" words cut short as another thrust replaces words with a cry out into the room.

"don't know?" he asks, attempting to finish your response. "thought you knew everything?" the questioning making you shake your head in response, words once again a struggle to get out as your body squirms under his. your hands grabbing for him and hips raising up each time he goes to thrust into you.