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It's okay honey! 💜

(request: will you write simon x reader with him having pregnancy kink? only if you want to of course)

why not, here you go! tell me if ya like it! :D

warnings: breeding kink, creampie, cum play

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"you want me to come inside you? hm? flood this pretty pusy with my cum?"

his words were ringing in your ears, but your mind was too fucked to comprehend whatever he was saying. your mind was fucked, too fucked dumb to understand.

a spank to your arse brought you back to reality, and you mewled before he grabbed your throat, forcing you to look into his eyes.

"did you hear me? or you're too dumb to even understand? fucked like a dumb little pet?"

you nodded vigorously, and he bit your neck as he spread your legs wider, forcing his cock deeper and deeper. he pushed to the hilt, not pulling back, forcing his fat cock fully inside.

you whimpered and struggled beneath him, wanting him to move, the feeling of him fully inside, too overwhelming. he grabbed your chin, placing a crushing kiss to your lips as he began to move once again.

"i said, i want to breed this pussy of yours. fill it with my seed till it's overflowing, and push more in again and again. do this till your tummy carries my child"

you swallowed thickly, nodding along. you wanted this, hell, you had been waiting for him to come back from deployment so he could breed you, leaving a piece of himself inside you while he's gone. you wanted him to make you pregnant.

"yes, yes, si. breed me, please? give me your babies"

his thrusts increased in pace, fucking you so hard the bed creaked and slammed against the wall with each thrust. your thighs were bruised, aching as he held your legs wide apart, watching as your pussy spread wide to take him in.

"good girl"

you grinned at his words, feeling an orgasm wash over you. he came too, spilling his thick, white seed inside till it was overflowing. he pushed himself back in, keeping it in for as long as he could.

he pulled out a few minutes later, and slid down, reaching between your legs. he scoops the cum that had spilled down into the bedsheets into his fingers, sliding them inside your tight, abused, swollen pussy, pushing them in to the hilt and angling your hips up so it doesn't spill out again. he would finger-fuck you while he's at it, making you cum over and over again, over and over again, because "gonna make it catch, shctaz"

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tags: @ilovehobi101 (Sorry i forgot to add you in the past stories)

i have this little thought bouncing around in my head! single father simon. (a drabble)

*shrug*

simon ends up with his daughter winnie after her mother abandons her at his doorstep. he was the father, it was his turn to take care of her. simon could handle warfare, he could handle guns and sweat and metal. he could handle blood and bruises.

but a fussy newborn was a little too much for him.

enter you, it was your summer off from university and you were making extra money by babysitting for parents who couldn't afford weeks of posh summer camps. it was decent work and you were pretty good with them! so being concerned for your neighbour, simon's well being, you offered to watch winnie.

simon very well fell in love with you the moment you took the baby girl into you arms. winnie instantly got settled into your grasp, almost like you were her mother.

"what a lovely baby girl." you cooed, you looked at her with such affection already. you looked at simon and smiled, "she looks too cute to be yours." a playful jab.

you watched winnie while simon was at work. you didn't know what he did for work, but you tried not to ask too many questions. all you knew was that the checks didn't bounce when you cashed them.

but being with winnie for so many days had gossip go through the apartment building. you had a baby with simon? why were you in two separate apartments? where did the lovely newborn sleep? she SHOULD be sleeping with her mother (you).

when you tried to correct them, simon always said, "ah don't worry. we'll be havin' our own place soon enough!" his large hand snaked around your waist.

you just looked down at winnie who was sound asleep in her stroller. she couldn't care less who her mommy and daddy were. it wouldn't be hard to be the mother she'd otherwise be without, right?

that was the angle that simon too.

you'd make the most perfect mrs. riley. you were already taking care of winnie, but also him when he came home. you shouldn't be the nanny, you should be winnie's mama.

"she really loves you." simon remarked when you went with him to the pool.

you were in a one piece swim suit and you were making sure that the baby was out of the sun and had sunscreen on. you didn't want her to get sick or burned.

currently she was resting on your chest while you were in the shade. in your free hand you had a book in it and the other was on winnie's back. you said, "i don't know what you're talking about." as if you hadn't heard the comments from the little old ladies about how sweet you two looked.

"look like a real mama."

you looked to him and raised your eyebrows, "i thought i was the babysitter, mister riley."

simon placed a hand on your thigh then rubbed up and down, "nah."

it didn't take long for you and simon to get intimate. he asked you to stay because winnie had been having trouble sleeping. you two shared a glass of wine and then you found yourself face first into simon's bed. the scent of him filled your head as he fucked you into the comfortable mattress.

he loved the sound of your pussy as he fucked you without much abandon. the thickness on your hips would only grow once he made sure his next child was inside of you. you'd be such a good mama, unlike that previous bitch who left him.

maybe there was a good reason why she left him.

cum clung to the fuzz on your pussy lips and was a bitch to clean in the shower come morning.

he woke you up and said, "she needs her mama. she gettin' fussy, doll." then watched you stumble around to find clothes to wear while you checked on winnie as if the little girl was your own. his hand was wrapped around his cock. he wondered how many more times he could finish in you before you stumbled back to your apartment.

the answer was four.

it wouldn't be easy carrying for a sprouting little baby plus the baby boy you were currently pregnant with. you've put school off for a little while and moved in with simon, your due date was in the middle of the semester. now you were trying to figure out what food was good for a teething winnie while also trying to manage the riley son that was occupying your womb.

you were making dinner for your growing family with a cute little maternity dress of. simon was at the table with winnie. he knew that one day he'd have to tell her that you weren't her actual mama. but you were raising her and her little brother too.

"see there's mama." simon said in that grumbled voice of his, pointing in your direction.

you didn't imagine that you would've ended up as a stay-at-home mother to two children who were than a year apart. but as you felt the shift of your 'second' baby inside of you, you smiled.

you heard winnie make a little noise to get your attention. you checked on the pot of sauce on the stove before you turned away to check on your little girl.

simon can't get over the feel of how tight your cunt gets everytime he comes back from a mission. it's not been stretched in a while, your little fingers or toys are nothing in comparison to his fucking thick length.

"shit" he curses with every thrust, "how do you get so fucking tight every time? jesus christ. just squeezing me, aren't you?"

your mouth would be dropped open, pleasure and pain mixing together, your tight pussy opening up to take him in.

again and again, rough, full thrusts that make you run your nails down his back. he doesn't even react to the pain of that, too focused on opening you up for him.

"shit. gonna have to fuck this pretty cunt every day"

he smirks as he sees you gasp and writhe beneath him, too fucked out to reply.

"multiple times a day too, yeah?"

single father simon (again!!!) ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡

the apartment building felt bad for simon riley. a military man with a newborn daughter, his lovely little ruby with her tuft of blond hair and big curious dark eyes. she was a spitting image of her father, except compacted into a chubby little girl.

ruby was precious though, which was why as simon's neighbour you made sure the riley's were taken care of. you'd often bring over leftovers, telling simon that it was impossible to cook for one person.

"simon." you said with your hands on your hips, "if anyone tells you that you can make a lasagna for one person is lying or trying to sell you something... which means they're also lying. so take it!" you weren't taking no for an answer!

you even went as far as to donate to him one of your old onsies from when you were a baby (it wasn't like it was doing anything in storage). it was a pastel pink with an embroidered winnie the pooh. when simon saw you holding her after he put it on her, his heart leapt. he wanted to put all of his babies in the clothes you wore when you were a baby.

it wasn't that simon was finding another womb to occupy, but you were simply so good with ruby. when he had to drive out of the city and to base or had to sit on boring online debriefs. you were more than happy to watch ruby. you worked from home at a lackluster office job, you didn't mind having the little girl nearby! she brought a little excitement to the job when you identified objects in your office.

"this is a stapler! you use this to i guess.. staple pages together! s-t-a-p-l-e-r!" then smiled at the girl in the playpen.

the nail in the coffin for simon was when you were watching her for an afternoon and all of a sudden you were feverishly knocking on the door. in your arms was the little girl, she didn't look hurt. but you looked scared.

"i'm so sorry, simon..." you swallowed, "she said her first word. i know it said between ten to fourteen months, but! i didn't think it would be almost right at ten!"

"what did she say?" simon said as he beckoned you inside, a strong arm curled around your shoulders as you carried ruby.

you looked at him with a big frown before you said, "goddamnit... her first word was goddamnit." apparently you were cutting peppers for dinner and nicked your finger. you said the word and she parroted it!

simon knew you were going to be his bride. his missuses, the new mother to his baby girl and the future mother of all the other riley kids.

the electricity between you two aided in your eventual tumbling into bed. simon spread you out on the big queen mattress as let that large cock of his bully the deepest parts of your sex. simon made sure that ruby was safe with another (much older) neighbour so you wouldn't worry. (you were already becoming so much like a mother, it was honestly endearing!!).

simon managed to take you missionary, the mating press and finally ending with doggy style. your sweet moans only made him go harder. he needed to breed his future wife!! did he maybe forget to mention that he wasn't using protection, maybe. there was no evidence that he did or didn't. but when that little piece of plastic came back positive, he was there for you.

he knelt in front of you while you sat on the toilet. his large hand in your hair, "don't be sad, love. you're already a mother to ruby, why not give her a sibling? a little brother to bully." he then took your hands and kissed you on the cheek, "we'll be a family. we could even get married tomorrow if that makes you feel better?"

you'd be married at the courthouse within the week. simon in his military finest and you in a dress that you thrifted only days prior. you had even made you own veil and it turned out well. your bouquet was flowers stolen from the front of city hall. daisies, roses and a few dandelions.

he pulled you in for the kiss, a promise that you two would be together forever. and the two day honeymoon with just the two of you (and technically the baby you carried) was nothing short of romantic. you stayed in the city, but you two played tourist. you both didn't want to be too far away from ruby. after all she was so small.

soon you became the mother of two with a loving husband. ruby and her future brother that was sound asleep in your womb as you laid cuddled up next to simon. maybe his methods were a little unorthodox to bag himself a proper mama for his daughter. but you melted into the role so easily.

"my beautiful wife." he said with his voice tinged with utter devotion. he didn't want another woman to be his daughter's mother! only you, and he had the ring to prove it.

you were the perfect wife to him and the perfect mother to ruby. and you'd only get better with your son on the way. <3

Hhehehehehehehhehehhehee...... Might write a FTM version of this... hehehehehehhehehehe... TELL ME IN MESSAGES IF U WANT ITTT <3

Being a prostitute for a man written down as S.R. capital, formal and little to no detail about him other than a masked picture of him. You don't know what you excepted of him but you didn't expect a behemoth to come for your services. Or well for you to go to him but hey, you get additional $500 if you do, to hell with life.

Its even odder when he just told you to sit and look pretty in his house, shushing you when you tried to flirt and rile him up, the three hours he paid for used just for him to absentmindedly grope and touch your chest and stomach.

Pulling you close to his chest and grabbing your squishy waist from above and behind. It wasn't harsh but it wasn't light, almost experimental as if he wanted to see what was comfortable with you.

"You mind getting tied up, bird?"

Asking you somewhere after thirty minutes and confining you only to lay his head on your thighs, using you as a head pillow and something for his hands to squeeze and get sat under while he sleeps. Snoring the rest of the time away until you're both awoken by an alarm he set.

He schedules another appointment as soon as you leave. Your manager tells you it was prepaid.

Degration Kink with Simon Riley [Kinktober Day 11]

Headcanons where Simon degrades you and he's mean about it TW: Humping, Degration, Gags, Spanking, Non-binary reader, mean Ghost.

Firstly he'd tie you up and gag you knowing that the only thing you could do is take it. "Shut up, don’t wanna hear that pathetic voice." Spanking you over his knee until your whimpering into the gag. "Fucking pathetic slut." Biting and sucking on your nipples until you squirm. "drooling from the mouth?, look at ya, So fucking dumb for me." When you try to squirm away he grabs you by the neck and spits on your face. "Baby, your going cross eyed. Oops." When you started to let out jumbled noises he mocked you. "Look at ya 'mmmhh hngggg' fuckin' pathetic. Can't fuckin' talk anymore?" And of course you’d be pathetic, he’d degrade you and fuck you until you're dumbed down. You’re so dumbed down and desperate for his cock he absolutely fucking loved it. He’d take his phone out and order you around. "Tongue out, slut." *click click click* the camera shutters and he grins. But he wasn't done or satisfied. "Spread your legs, now." then he’d finally touch you, put you on his thigh, your legs on each side of his thigh just perfect.. you’d ride his thigh, and he’d degrade you for it. "Stupid slut, can't even hump my thigh properly without drooling or making a mess out of your cunt." Then suddenly he’d push up his thigh right into you making you shake and whine loudly. "So desperate for my attention, you whore.."

[Credits to Royadni for this slutty picture <3] *Sneaks in a p!link*

Hate Sex with Simon "Ghost" Riley! [Kinktober Day 12] TW: Gagging, rough sex, biting, dirty talk, mlm.

Simon isn’t a man for rough sex, isn’t one to use all of his strength on you- not if he can help it. Your so damn cute mewling and whining when his cock hits too deep inside you. Until one day, after a particularly rough mission, Simon’s self control literally left his body, his pretty little Wife/Husband waiting at the door for him to come home, clad in your small shorts and revealing tank. The sight of your tiny frame alone had Simon’s brain turning to pudding, and his cock chubbing hard as a rock in his pants. Simon Riley would become a different man. He threw you over his shoulder and practically sprinted to the bedroom, not even taking his clothes off before tying your hands to the headboard and starting to kiss your chest and neck. His nails would claw at your skin, ranging in shapes and sizes. Oh and he'd tease you so fucking much, getting you to the point of orgasm, only to pull his cock, his tongue or fingers away at the last possible second. It drove you insane. He’d forcibly stuff his thick red cock into you for hours, your loud cries of pleasure and pain only fueling his urge to ruin you, his cock not going soft until his fourth orgasm that night. "Do you think you can be quiet? Last time you couldn’t." Simon moaned, hoping the neighbors won't hear. Your breath caught in you throat. "What are you gonna do, gag me?" "That was the plan, yeah." Ghost had taken his mask and twisted it into a bundle. "No time to do it proper, though." Before stuffing it into your mouth. You tried to twist your head away from the mask as Ghost pressed the mask into your mouth, but you quickly parted your teeth and sank them into the material. Ghost's grumbling reached your ear each time he had to cover your mouth, everytime you moaned too loud. After awhile you spit the gag out. "Simon, please…" "You want to cum?" "Uh huh!" You moaned as Ghost rolled his hips again, a little faster this time, the head of his cock pushing deep inside of you, "ah-, me, then you… I cum, then you, inside me, ple-please." Ghost grinned. "You should explain everything with a cock in your ass. Sound so cockdumb, mewling like this. Did your brain become mush? awh~ how cute."

[UGHHHH throwing my ass in a circle for this man.]

Villain!Ghost x Pregnant!Wife!Reader

Synopsis: Your husband wants your company..

A/n: GUYS OMG, I know it's been 1 month and a little more since my last official work. I've been procrastinating on this for so long since I only have less than a week till school again.. Also everyone I love on this app is just disappearing, like @ghost-cyphera just deleted her account 4 days ago and I got the notif but didn't see it in time, I didn't even get to say goodbye. Just wanted to apologize to you guys after being gone for so long as well. Also, another villain!Ghost drabble? 👀

Finding it difficult to walk was one of the least things you've suspected you'd be concerned of upon conceiving, always needing your handmaiden's help in such a mundane task was shameful to say the least but your husband insisted.

If it hadn't been the hand maiden then it would've been him instead, you couldn't keep him from his duties from the kingdom as he carried even yours. Wanting you to turn your attention to the health of the babe growing in you and especially yourself..

"My lady.." you were pulled out of your thoughts by the voice of your handmaiden. You took in a breath from the cool air that blew on your face as you stood by the stone railing..

"Yes, Leticia?" You turned to her..

"The prince consort has requested your company.." Leticia announced, you nod as you removed your hand from the cold stone. You glanced once more to the people of your kingdom, going about their day and life before gently lifting yourself off from leaning on the stone.

Philomena offered you her arm to help you walk more efficiently..

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"You sent for me..?" You asked your husband, he was sat and signing another set of documents and scrolls. You closed the door, palms gently pushing till you heard it click.

"No, I told them to announce my arrival to you. How dare they exert my wife by giving her false instructions.." he huffed to which you laughed. He wouldn't do anything violent about it, as he so usually does with staff that don't comply but he knew it'd upset you if anything gory were to happen to them.

"I am quite alright, I need to move around too. It's proven to be good for our child." You said, sitting next to the graciously comfortable chair next to his working desk that he had someone make for you.

You felt relief from the pressure previously on your back, hand on the bump of your stomach and with that a sigh came from your lips. Peacefully watching your husband, the sound of the satisfying scratching of the quill on the crisp papers.

You felt his hand grasp yours, he pulled it, lips resting on the back. His affection made your heart beat faster and he felt it, the pad of his index finger on your wrist. The thumping made him chuckle as you smiled and leaned your head on his shoulder.

"You should rest for a while, my love. You'd work yourself to sickness at this point." You kiss his cheek softly. He put his quill down, "If that's my wife wants.." he said.

He wrapped his arm around you, the other hand placed on your baby bump. His thumb gently rubbing, you jolted a bit feeling a strong kick..

It made you groan, how restless the rascal is. Your husband adjusted his hand to feel the next kick.. he'd swear it was a girl, not that he'd care for that sort of thing. He'd kill for them either way, especially for you. He could stare at you all day, swollen with his child.

How glowing you looked wrapped in the finest silk and the gold and jewels in your hair and body clicking upon contact with another piece, he wished he could tell you how utterly speechless you'd leave each man by just walking passed them but to him no word is enough to describe you.

At least he could spend these small intimate moments with just you and you alone, free of the world for even just a few minutes as he needed a break from the work he very much was eager to do to be able to receive praise from his wife..

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