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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)

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?"

Murderer POLY 141 🔪 x Oblivious Female Reader

NSFW/MDNI (sexual activities and sexual themes)

Instead of military.. Why not just a bunch of fucking murders.

To you, it seemed so odd that they would show up at the most convenient of times. Nonetheless, you were mighty grateful for the help. For the quick fix-up on your car. The multitude of groceries you had. The short-lived stalker you never heard from again. The drunken who suddenly approached you late at dusk, but also got taken care of quite swiftly. The fruitful amount of cash that was hidden under piles of junk in the drawer. They were a bit tinted with red… Chalking that up to “Oh I must have put that there” even though you had no recollection.

But to them, it was all fun and games. Who'd be first caught or who'd be the last one standing?

Gaz was just so kind, inviting you to every opportunity for tea or snack breaks. You’re surprised when he tells you he lives at the complete opposite side of town.

“Thats an hour away Gaz! Isn't it exhausting?”

“Not at all, I have work here.”

He lies theough his teeth but hey? Isn't it all lies around here. As long as your adorable mind doesn't realize.. It won't hurt. Just like the many times he takes you to where he resides, eyes staring at the two of you.

Course you’re scared, but he promises it's because they’re not too keen with visitors. Not realizing the multitude of people don't seem to be glaring at you. But at him.

You don't ask questions and go along with it. Letting him lead you to his apartment that seemed to be barely lived in.. But it doesn't matter after he Fucks those pretty thoughts out of your mind. Making you see stars as he finishes inside of you for the third time.

But Price isn't that open. He keeps the conversation entertaining but reveals absolutely nothing about himself as he listens to you talk.

He loves the expressions you make, your lips pouting when you talk about the scary days you had over the week because of some weird stalker.

“I promise! There is someone following me!”

“Then why don’t you let me take you home”

He walks you home every night the two of you go out. The one day he doesn't, you swear you could hear an extra pair of footsteps. Looking around deliriously you opt for a run instead, going through alleyways and shortcuts. Until you accidentally bump into someone, causing you to trip over your feet.

“Gah! Sorry!”

You look up to see Price! He looked shocked at first but soon composed himself, taking your hand in his.

“Dont be sorry”

He smiles gently, kissing the top of your forehead while you burst into soft sobs. You swear you saw something.. Or someone else behind him. On the floor? Maybe it was your imagination..

He takes you home but you beg him to stay the night.

“Can you stay?..”

He holds you tight, pressing his fingers deeper into your hips. This only leads to an excuse to fuck you on his cock as an “apology” for scaring you. He whispers sweet nothings to you as he overstimulates your dripping cunt, making you cockwarm him even after cumming.

But after meeting Ghost and Soap, the perfect self-proclajmed duo, you couldn’t help but find yourself attracted. They were a mix of dark humor and wholesome dad jokes.

They invite you for a quick drink as friends. Friends that sit too close to each other.. Ghost insisting you sit in the middle as Soap drapes an arm around your waist, pouring you more and more Alcohol you didn’t want to drink.

Sooner or later the “fun” was coming to an end as you try to stand up, toppling over Ghost’s lap. They chuckle at your vulnerable state, taking it up as a reason to carry you back home. Of course this attracting other drunken dudes to come up to them asking them where they think they’re going.

“Cmoonnnn, We can all have a piece of that”

Soap smirks.. He was damn happy they even asked.

“Why not gentlemen”

But you didn't see what happened after as Ghost drove you back to his place with Soap after the quick charade. Soap smelled a bit.. Odd.. His hands covered in a.. Red substance.

“Just wine luv”

A few minutes later you sobered up quite quickly, surprised even though you drank so much. But hey no hangover!

And as a thank you they happily ate you out. Getting Fucked by both of them at once felt.. Ruthless. Your clit brimmed with overstimulation as Simon rubbed circles over it and your mouth forced wide open as Soap shoved his shaft deeper and deeper.

You sobbed quietly into the pillow as Soap rammed his Dick into your sopping cunt, relieved for the pounding to stop until Ghost took his time teasing your entrance. Making you gasp..

“Fu..ck.. Wai-wait”

Begging? Uselsss.

He didn't mind you screaming for him to stop. Overestimation turned into torture for your pussy. Brutilized after just one night, you’d had to come back to them for more right?

But it wasn't much of your choice to come back.

Part two