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Simon with a shy reader that’s embarrassed to be naked in front of a man for the frist time 🥺
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simon isn’t one to pressure, he keeps his distance and takes things at his own pace—and that goes for his significant other, too. so when you’re changing infront of him for the first time and you’re humiliated, he’s slightly curious, yet leaves it to stir; looking up from his book, watching your hands quickly rifle through the drawers.
‘y’right, love? seem panicky.’
he rasped, cocking a brow upwards as his finger tapped against the aged page of the book on his lap, your hands coming to cover your bra and panties timidly, sheepishly nodding.
‘mhm! all—all good!’
you quickly dismissed, shoving on a pair of shorts and a hoodie— a hum coming from his lips.
-
he had you on his lap, lips pressing against the soft skin of your neck, hands curling around your waist like you were fragile porcelain, your head resting on his broad shoulderblade like it was a cushioning of some sort, breath hitching when his hand moved to slide your shirt off, wiggling slightly.
he immediately came to a stop, looking up at your tense shoulders and scrunched nose.
‘y’ alright?’
‘i’ve never..’
‘i’ve never been naked; in front of.. a man.’
you whispered in embarrassment, hiding your face in his hand as simons head cocked to the side, letting out a soft chuckle while gently moving your wrists away.
‘darlin’, you ain’t gonna be naked.. you’ll have your..knickers on.’
the male reassured, kissing your cheek as his hand moved up to his own shirt, slipping the thin fabric over his head, patting your thigh encouragingly.
‘there, better?’
with a nod of your head, he slowly removed your shirt, placing it neatly beside on the bed; reaching up to kiss at your shoulder, hands kneading at the plush of your hips, moving to caress your midriff with soft hums, listening to your shaky breaths.
‘cant—can’t do it.’
you quickly muttered, reaching for your shirt as he nodded, helping you slide the fabric back on and gently lifting you from his lap, soft smile painted onto his lips.
‘never gonna rush you, dollie.’
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the hot water of the bath dripped along his spine, scars covering each crook and cranny; back pressed against the cold edge of the tub, letting himself soak off after a long day, hands rubbing soap into his skin.
a gentle knock on the door caused him to cock a brow, waiting before the door slowly peeled open, your head peeking around it.
‘si?’
‘y’alright?’
he asked, reaching for a towel to get out—stopped by your sudden dismissal.
‘no-no, don’t..’
‘can i.. get in?’
you murmured, watching his brows raise with mild shock, before a nod followed; covering his eyes with his palms, humming.
‘you..don’t need to do that anymore.’
you broke the silence, watching his arms fall back down in relaxation, rolling his shoulders as he brought his knees up so you had more room, slowly sliding your shirt over your head—followed by the removal of your bottoms, before hesitantly sliding off your undergarnaments and stepping into the bath, leaning against him.
‘how lucky am i, to have such a gorgeous partner?’
he gently mumbled into your neck, kissing the skin.
Gaz: Ghost isn’t answering his phone.
Soap: I’ll call him.
Gaz: I’ve tried seven times now, he’s probably in the middle of something impo-
Ghost: Hello?
Simon was just miserable and he knew it, walking down the street with his mouth clasped in a bitter line, ready to advance at any minor inconvenience and that's when he bumps into you— your coffee spilling over his coat, books scattered across the pavement, his heart hooked for a moment.
“ I..” you shaked your head profusely, “ am so sorry, sir.”
Instantly you pulled out your handkerchief, dabbing at his shoulder, eyes crinkling at him because he's just gobsmacked, not uttering a single word, just gawking back like a dead bird.
His eyes softened as he stared you up and down, then he bent down to gather all your books, blinking at your sight, taking in your softness and flowery scent.
“ Are you okay sir ? ” you asked him, taking the books while you were still unsure about the stain on his coat.
“ I am sorry.” He cleared his throat, “ Should ave seen you coming.”
“oh.”
“ I..can I buy you coffee miss ? ” He asked, it was a beaming sight to see a man big as him so flustered, you smiled, looking at his stained coat, “ Sure, ofcourse.”
You would either buy him a new one or wash this one.
It was only a matter of time for miss became missus, but Simon was never miserable again, never with you.
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Something bout' Simon being shy and awakard around you and especially not no.1 fan of coffee and cafes, so ofcourse it fell upon Soap to drag him practically while he sulked and brooded, his frown was glaring through his masked face but that was until you stood up from behind the counter, a smile plastered to your face and the way your eyes crinkled oh, Simon wasn't the one for bells ringing and soft music in the background but in that moment he knew what the chaos was all about because damn, he was such a goner, your smile was the most beautiful thing about you, and the twinkle of your eyes and the flutter of your lashes and the scrunching of your neck and...wait—fuck..you were looking at him—oh no, fuck.
“....Sir, What would like to order ?” you said, tilting your head and was it... Simon wasn't blushing or was he ? It was evident with the way Soap groaned next to him that the question has been repeated.
“Oh, he loves chocolate muffin! And—”Soap clicked his tongue, poking Ghost on his arm and un freezing him from the fucking goddamn awakening, because it surely felt like that, his heart never quite paced as it was now and let alone the heat that crept up his whole face, he wasn't about to say anything about the tug down his navel, such effect you had on him, just by the blaze of your eyes and a sprinkle of your smile.
“ —Cappuccino with the heart on !” for a fact, He didn't like coffee and let alone the heart but Simon realised how nothing mattered as long as it made you smile.
“ Thankyou, Please take a seat.” Your eyes flickered to the big man, only his eyes visible that never left yours.
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“ Was that a pathetic attempt at flirting?” John propped on his elbow, nursing his banana pie, a very eccentric taste of his.
“What ?” Simon made no effort to tear his gaze off you while you catered to another customer.
“ fuck, you are staring ! Stop staring bastard.”
“ Drink your bloody coffee.” Simon reluctantly turned to his smirking cheeky face, John pushed forward the Cappuccino cup with a heart that you had served moments ago, resulting a very awakard Simon who knocked off a plate when his fingers brushed yours. Pathetic, yes.
“ So...you like her ?” John shaked his head in a sloppy way. A smile crossed his face, enough to make him bite his lips, he glanced back at you, happily taking out pineapple pastry.
“That's missus you're talking bout'.”
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Take a look at my gf trend with Simon
“No way !” Soap annouced smugly,“ Ghost would be caught dead than doing—”
“ Will this do cupcake ?” The door of your bedroom fell ajar, Simon stepped out, his enormous hands carrying a small dainty Polaroid of him in his whole gear.
“—a stupid trend.” But the words were passed away in a gasp, He frowned at your boyfriend or his comrade in war field.
You winked at him, balancing a smirk as you hopped to your big man, taking a look at the Polaroid and giving him your most jovial nod while he leaned to peck your head.
“ Who are you ?? And what have to done to our lieutenant!?” John said accusingly, his face scowling in humour.
“Get ya' ass out, peanut and I need to film a video.” Simon wrapped his arms around your waist, while he waved his Polaroid from other to the door.
“ Or you can help us film it.” You laughed, making him scoff, 'as if'.
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Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here—
You waved the Polaroid of your man happily in the camera, Simon's big fingers stopped the video and then he looked up at you.
“Oh my god ! I love you so much babe.” You giggled and told him cheekily, a flush creeped your face and neck as he adjusted himself behind the Polaroid, he was your big-big man, with his puffed chest and wide shoulders and muscled arms, his skully balaclava still on his face and you were he grinned at you, the way his hand rested on the small of your back.
“Anything for my princess.” He said with a glint in his eyes, and you just wanted to kiss him square on his mouth, hard and forever.
You un paused the video, 3,2,1-
… Take a look at my girlfriend
You pulled back the Polaroid, revealing your big man and Riley baby pulled you to him, cupping your whole body as he flicked up his balaclava enough to kiss you through the audio was done, your shirt riding up as climbed on your tip toes despite Simon was leaning his best to claim you.
Some time later while your clothes were tossed somewhere and you were resting on his chest, re-watching the draft.
“ We need to shoot it again.” You huffed, trying your best mock glare at him, he watched your with oozing love, putting his finger under your chin.
“Ofcourse Princess...Got distracted this time.” He smirked, and you just about died.
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Grim Reaper! Simon
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Simon's the one to take words for what they are, not that you mind but sometimes it gets so freaking cute that you just wanna tackle the big muscular man and pull his cheeks and bump his nose and kiss him hard while calling him all those cute silky names.
So it happened like that, you were out of milk and cereal was already in your bowl, one look at Simon and he was getting his keys.
“Take care, love.” You called after him, returning to your milk-less bowl and colourful cereals.
Five minutes later your phone buzzed with your boyfriend's caller id, a smile crossed your face as you picked up.
“Hello...I reached safely baby.” He said, a breath, “ I took care.” and there was dead silence except a mother scolding her toddler nearby, No, put it down...Asher put. It. Down.
“Okay babe.” you closed your eyes, stomach getting giddy, this man was gonna be the death of you, just AHHHHHHHH!!!!
“Want anything else, Cupcake ?” You can already imagine him filling cart with all of your favourite snacks, him asking was jus' mere courtesy.
“ No, just milk...wait bring ice cream too and maybe some pasta for dinner.” You are gonna treat him so right, you thought, like he deserves and just he comes back home to you, you are gonna take real good care of him.
“Also Simon baby, take care of yourself for me, right ?”
“Right...I will.” and you know he's blushing.
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Simon ‘ghost’ Riley Masterlist
Serial killer!Simon x fem!reader [ 18+] violence, gore themes, sexual themes, possesive!ghost, blood.
Simon gets a call from sleepy!gf while he's at work.
Simon comes home to you, with bruised knuckles and a heavy smug grin.
Simon loves you but he has his own secrets, like the man in the basement.
Miserable! Simon Riley meets sweet! Missus
Clingy! Simon Riley wants your attention
Shy! Simon Riley meets pretty! missus.
Period rambling: Simon being best bf
Take a look at my gf trend with Simon [ 18+]
Simon who takes care of himself for you
Biker! Simon x wife!reader having riding lessons [ 18+ ]
Simon doesn't give a fuck but for you, he's a mother hen
Simon Riley and how I met your mother [ 18+]
Simon discovers Mrs.Riley's choking kink [18+]
Mrs. Riley is such a tease in her red dress, Simon teaches a lesson [ 18+ ]
Simon who can't say no to you
Simon being Sweetheart and Mrs. Riley being drunk in love ( crack drabble <3 )
Brother's best friend! Simon x f! reader [ 18+] one para → pinked
Simon who doesn't want a relationship but for you he might try
Simon who says no attachment... until you're sick [ Suggestive themes so 18+ ??? ]
Grim Reaper! Simon Riley x f! Reader
Drabble 1: Simon wants attention
Drabble 2: Who's the clingy one ?
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Simon's the guy who is nonchalant and a no-nonsense attitude, he's the man who doesn't care and absolute zero fucks and that's until missus comes along.
Now Simon's running around the house, bickering how you shouldn't skip breakfast and he's absolutely frowning when you side your greenies before he's holding your jaw and spooning them in, “Now be a good girl for me, won't ya' cupcake.” is all he says, tapping twice under your chin.
He's fussing over you, tucking you in scarves and caps and buttoning your coat because it's cold outside, “Can't see my pretty girl sick.” is all he says, bumping your nose.
John practically snorted when Simon pulled out your sneakers from your purse that he has been carrying, because he knew you're gonna whine about your pointy heels later, “Dance all you like babygirl” is all he says, bending down and removing those evil heels, then massaging your red ankle before he's sliding in your sneakers.
Oh, and yes he's gonna burn the whole fucking world if it meant to keep you warm, because he fucking cares only about missus.
Grim Reaper! Simon
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Simon never knew when and how, but he knew he loved you, so it started with that flirty sloppy shoot-a-shot smile at the bar. One glass down and he was kissing you like there was nobody else in the room, one smoke by the alley and the next you were sucking him off in his car, maybe it should've ended there, Simon wasn't the one who liked taking girls home but something sparked and he thought, you deserved a nice comfy mattress if he was going to fuck you and okay, he did, he took you home and absolutely devoured you, he made a real mess out of you, pounding inside you like a feral werewolf, pistoning in and out like he would never get a second chance.
And it should've ended there but it didn't, you should've gone by the morning because the good ones never stayed but instead you were perched on the counter, swinging your legs, your body sore from last night and face blotchy with sleep and unwashed make-up and he was making eggs. He was making you breakfast as you rambled how Nicky stole your jacket, he had no idea who was Nicky but oh boy wouldn't he got war to get back you jacket, because he will. You really should've been gone by afternoon but instead you were panting on the couch while his face was buried deep in your cunt, humming in your sweetness and sucking every bit nector you had for him. Simon didn't mind when you decided you wanted to make ravioli by the time evening drowned in the sky, from scratch and when you should be finding your clothes and leaving for once and for all, but instead Simon was putting the ingredients you called from your phone screen into the cart, walkin behind you. Two days later, you were putting in your dresses in his lonely-colourless wardrobe along with your favourite jacket, four days later, you were laughing because Simon never watched star wars, one week gone and he was braiding your hair and oiling your scalp, two weeks snapped and Simon was chasing you around the house while you ran with the cute Polaroid you had clicked while he was sleeping, Three weeks and Simon thought this is where you belonged, with him, he didn't know how and when but he did knew it was you, it could only be you.
Two years later and he's massaging your baby bump with cocoa butter, his eyes twinkling at you.
“I love you.” He says, just like that as you blink up from your tacos.
“I love you too sweetheart.” You cupped his cheek and watched him melt into your touch.
“I don't say it enough.” no, he's been constantly chanting it, sometimes whispering it in his sleep.
“You say it just fine.” You pulled his cheek, leaning back because you just felt little Riley baby moving inside.
“I am so blessed.” he looked solemnly, like he was replaying some memory in his mind, before kissing your tummy. So blessed.
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Updated 3 New fics 🪩
Request pending: 4 of 7
Simon ‘ghost’ Riley Masterlist
Serial killer!Simon x fem!reader [ 18+] violence, gore themes, sexual themes, possesive!ghost, blood.
Simon gets a call from sleepy!gf while he's at work.
Simon comes home to you, with bruised knuckles and a heavy smug grin.
Simon loves you but he has his own secrets, like the man in the basement.
Miserable! Simon Riley meets sweet! Missus
Clingy! Simon Riley wants your attention
Shy! Simon Riley meets pretty! missus.
Period rambling: Simon being best bf
Take a look at my gf trend with Simon [ 18+]
Simon who takes care of himself for you
Biker! Simon x wife!reader having riding lessons [ 18+ ]
Simon doesn't give a fuck but for you, he's a mother hen
Simon Riley and how I met your mother [ 18+]
© All rights reserved to @skyrigel, I do not grant any permissions to translate, copy or plagiarise my work on other sites. Please write your own.
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And i didn't like the ending
Is the killer Simon a fic or is it one you haven’t written yet?
It's actually posted, the non-pink links are of serial killer! Simon au on my masterlist.
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Simon gets a call from sleepy!gf while he's at work.
Simon comes home to you, with bruised knuckles and a heavy smug grin.
Simon loves you but he has his own secrets, like the man in the basement.
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Simon didn't call you his naughty-naughty girl for no reason, it was like —you were. Always teasing and bratty, riling him up until he could bear no longer and has to teach you a good lesson.
That day was no exception, you already hit the first step when you decided on a red dress that did the best for your curves.
While Simon did his best to get as much hands on you wherever he can but —
“Oh Simon baby, have some decency.” You frowned, when one of the older woman looked at the way your husband's hand was resting on your ass, almost kneading your dress to wrinkles.
“Behave Mr. Riley.” you already knew about the effect these words had on him and if you didn't, the tenting erection that he meanly pressed against your hip was one solid job.
“Give me some time with my friends Mr. Riley.” You pouted, kissing his cheek and tracing down a finger from his chest to his navel, twinkling eyes.
Simon growled and watched as you teased him some more, not so accidentally running your hand over his thigh under the table, calling him Mr. Riley again and again, watching with your most devouring smirk while he fumed up with tension.
Then it could've been nice of you if you didn't slap his hand away when he slipped between your legs, pushing back your chair and eyeing him deliberately.
“Sorry, jus' gonna use the restroom.” You said, to all of your friends but specially to Simon who glared with his hands empty, such a naughty-naughty girl.
So when women's restroom banged opens, belt unbuckling as soon as he grabbed you, riding up your dress, it was time for a lesson.
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Updated !!!
Upcoming fics
Brother's best friend! Simon Riley x you
Simon Riley and more fussing over
Simon Riley who fell in love with the way you said his name
Request : open !
Simon ‘ghost’ Riley Masterlist
Serial killer!Simon x fem!reader [ 18+] violence, gore themes, sexual themes, possesive!ghost, blood.
Simon gets a call from sleepy!gf while he's at work.
Simon comes home to you, with bruised knuckles and a heavy smug grin.
Simon loves you but he has his own secrets, like the man in the basement.
Miserable! Simon Riley meets sweet! Missus
Clingy! Simon Riley wants your attention
Shy! Simon Riley meets pretty! missus.
Period rambling: Simon being best bf
Take a look at my gf trend with Simon [ 18+]
Simon who takes care of himself for you
Biker! Simon x wife!reader having riding lessons [ 18+ ]
Simon doesn't give a fuck but for you, he's a mother hen
Simon Riley and how I met your mother [ 18+]
Simon discovers Mrs.Riley's choking kink [18+]
Mrs. Riley is such a tease in her red dress, Simon teaches a lesson [ 18+ ]
© All rights reserved to @skyrigel, I do not grant any permissions to translate, copy or plagiarise my work on other sites. Please write your own.
Simon who just can't say no to you.
It has been like this from the moment his eyes met yours, a very terrible Monday morning if he hadn't met you but now that you remembered, it's the most beautiful day of both of your lives.
“Is that seat taken ?” Simon looked up at the small morning roused and still sleep laden voice, you were as knackered as you sounded, probably runnin’ on black coffee and cuppa noodles.
“Yeah.” He wasn't even aware how quickly he said it, “Yes, ofcourse miss.”
He scooted his big thighs together, trying to make as much space as possible for you and as if some divine thought struck him, he looked up — cheeks tinting with red.
“Would ya’ like window ?”
“No, But thankyou for asking.” You answered, sitting next to him and making sure to leave some space because those legs were thick and definitely his big cock needed some room.
Fuck, look away —
“Ghost...” Another man climbed inside bus, his eyes trained on you and your partner who's apparently Ghost ?!?!
“Wot ?” He said roughly, his shoulders pressed against yours
“Nothin’ old man.” The other man smirked and sat next to a Grandma who knitted half a sweater.
“Your friend?” You asked.
“ A little...Simon.” He said, “Simon Riley.”
“Oh.” You smiled, feeling blush creep up your neck and cheeks.“I like Ghost better.” you would've booed if you weren't feeling so tingly and nervy.
“You would like Simon more.”
“I would like that.” You couldn't believe you were flirting on a Monday morning.
One month later
“Ghost...” John horribly snorted, sprawling on couch as Simon paid him no attention.
“Wot ?” He asked, giving you his pinky as you painted the last letter ‘Y’ over hot pink nail polish, completing your H-E-L-L-O K-I-T-T-Y nail art, every letter on each nail.
“Nothin’ old man.” John smirked as you clicked your tongue, beaming up at Simon.
“Done !” You blew air and flashed a grin as Simon brought his hand up to examine your work.
“Done Luvie.” He smiled, bumping your nose with ‘I’ on his nail.
And you also liked Simon better.
Grim Reaper! Simon
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Omg stawp🤧I’m glad they made you happy 🥹💖 I need sweetheart simon rn😩🌸
“Siiiiiiii-monnnnnn! I am tireeddddd” You slurred and giggled at how horrible it sounded, Simon just rolled his eyes fondly before grabbing your purse and standing up.
“tis’ past Mrs. Riley's bedtime.” He said smugly, snatching away the drink you almost got your hands on, Gaz drank it instead.
“Sleep well Mrs.Riley !” Soap raised his glass, wiggling his eyebrows the way Ghost hated.
“Tread carefully, he's not liking it.” Pince admitted, clapping an arm around Soap, watching dizzily at the whole affair.
“But you just started !”
Simon pulled you closer to him.
“She has work tommorow and will wake up all grumpy and moody, while I love her—”
“There are children here.” Soap stated, smirking at Pince who flashed him the bird.
“—like that but she's not gonna like being mean at her job, my ray of sunshine and I love meanie her—”
“You guys should really get a room.” Gaz dodged the glare Simon shooted.
“fuck it, let's go love.”
Ignoring them all, while you waved sloppily at them, like there would be no tommorow and John equally matching your freak.
Simon practically carried you out of the bar, one hand holding your high heels and sling bag while other wrapped around your waist.
“Baby, can we dance ?” You wiggled out and would have smashed your head if it weren't Simon who held you against him.
“Aren't you tired cupcake ?” He suggested, opening the car door and tossing in your belongings before clasping both of your hands in his veing big ones.
“Yeah. Right.” You blinked, then beamed, “But let's dance !” you added pulling him.
Simon shrugged, watching you with his fond head tilt, the one he had only for you.
“If you dance with me —” You lowered your voice to a whisper, cupping his face, “—I'll marry you.”
Simon's lips quirked, his lower voice tone was rapsier and more sexy, “Would ave’ take ya’ offer but am already married.”
He flashed his wedding band to you, taking in the frown you immediately descended in.
You blinked more and then looked at your hand, cupping his rough face.
“Same same.” You murmured, His cheeks flushed, nodding along, “samesame” He chimed, then.
“What a coincidence.” Simon blushed.
“Dance with me tonight.” You pouted, staring up from your mascara stained lashes.
“Wouldn’t ya’ husband mind ?”
“Wouldn’t my husband mind ?” You repeated, drunkish and everything mingled, like a spectrum, high and low all along.
“I don't think so.” He grinned, taking your fingers and bringing them on top of your head, twirling you once.
“Your wifey lovely ?” You asked, feeling giddy by the second twirl.
“Very.” Simon smiled, kissing your forehead.
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love your fics. Genius ideas & well-written
I am really speechless!!! Thankyou for taking your time and appreciating my work <3
Brother's best friend! Simon who's always so smitten and sweet to you. Bringing along sweets and snacks whenever he comes over.
Brother's best friend! Simon who casually tucks your hair back, asking you bout' your day and listening and doting on every word.
Brother's best friend! Simon who takes you for a ride on his motorcycle, buying you ribbons and scarfs.
Brother's best friend! Simon who would fight with your brother if has to, to make your wishes come true.
Brother's best friend! Simon who agrees with you when you say, you can date whoever you want until it's Joe from class B, and he's beaten to pulp the very next day.
Brother's best friend! Simon whom you share your first smoke with, coughing and laughing as he bumps your nose.
Brother's best friend! Simon who expects a kiss on cheek too, after you say bye to your brother and absolutely goes pink when you place a chaste wet kiss on his face.
Brother's best friend! Simon who takes you on prom along so you don't feel left out, kissing you sweetly so you know how it feels.
Brother's best friend! Simon who gives you a summer job in his garage, watching you grow into a bigger person.
Brother's best friend! Simon who likes watching you in your summer dress hopping around and helping him like a good girl when he asks for some tool.
Brother's best friend! Simon who spreads your leg on his desk, lowering his mouth while your eyes connect with his, melting into a puddle when his tongue swipes along your clit, humming with your sweet juices.
Brother's best friend! Simon who has your legs in his lap as your brother and his fiance go on about their first meet while your friends are laughing.
Brother's best friend! Simon who goes crimson when you catch the flower bouquet your sister in law tossed, kissing your forehead so proudly.
Brother's best friend! Simon buying you a car when you graduate, watching you proudly when you drive up to your new shared home, going absolutely crazy when the wall is decorated with a huge poster, WILL YOU MARRY ME MRS.RILEY !
Brother's best friend! Simon hugging you as you melt in his big arms, “That's not a question baby !” you half laughed and half sobbed, “I am gonna fire you if you say no.” he kissed your forehead delicately.
Brother's best friend! Simon who marries you with the twilight in his eyes, the same when you were sixteen, kissing you sweetly as fireworks go ablaze in your head.
Grim Reaper!Simon
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Okay okay !! We're just bit behind on Angst and two requests then we're good !!
Also UPDATED!! <3
Simon ‘ghost’ Riley Masterlist
Serial killer!Simon x fem!reader [ 18+] violence, gore themes, sexual themes, possesive!ghost, blood.
Simon gets a call from sleepy!gf while he's at work.
Simon comes home to you, with bruised knuckles and a heavy smug grin.
Simon loves you but he has his own secrets, like the man in the basement.
Miserable! Simon Riley meets sweet! Missus
Clingy! Simon Riley wants your attention
Shy! Simon Riley meets pretty! missus.
Period rambling: Simon being best bf
Take a look at my gf trend with Simon [ 18+]
Simon who takes care of himself for you
Biker! Simon x wife!reader having riding lessons [ 18+ ]
Simon doesn't give a fuck but for you, he's a mother hen
Simon Riley and how I met your mother [ 18+]
Simon discovers Mrs.Riley's choking kink [18+]
Mrs. Riley is such a tease in her red dress, Simon teaches a lesson [ 18+ ]
Simon who can't say no to you
Simon being Sweetheart and Mrs. Riley being drunk in love ( crack drabble <3 )
Brother's best friend! Simon x f! reader [ 18+] one para → pinked
© All rights reserved to @skyrigel, I do not grant any permissions to translate, copy or plagiarise my work on other sites. Please write your own.
Simon swore he didn't want a relationship, but as soon as he met you — well there might be some changes in the plan.
He did want a relationship, fine, if it's with you, he's willing to give it a try but he's not really going for the trouble. No, thankyou.
Simon wouldn't really ask you if you haven't eaten yet or not, he's not your daddy, like that's a different thing, but he's not going to give you an earful for sleeping late and eating unhealthy.
He's going to be your boyfriend but... nonchalant boyfriend if it made any sense.
It never did.
Maybe changing his priorities was the first tick-tick for the bomb that came along his way because as soon as he found you, he was gobsmacked with a possessiveness that drived him insane.
He thought it would only bother him when you would be around because what sort of man he would be if he didn't melt at your sweetness.
But you lingered like a tattooed kiss, everything now connected with you, every thought started and ended with you.
He almost asked Soap to tie his hands so he could stop texting you random shit.
Like why should he bother with your meds and why it's making his heart burn if you haven't taken them.
Everything was jus' getting out of hand.
You were just so extreme, just out of your mind and he liked it, fuck he loved every bit of you. He just couldn't stop himself —
“You look like... you're bout’ to cry.” Soap annouced from his side, Simon shaked his head, then thinking different, nodded.
“She's having a bad day.” He said, “I am gonna kill this Nancy.”
“Who's..Nancy ?”
“You know wot ?” Simon grumbled instead, “I am gonna call her and tell her.. it's gonna be okay.”
“Right.” Soap bounced, covering his face because what has happened to his mate.
“Untie my wrist.” He growled.“Quick.” he added dangerously.
“Right.” Soap shrugged, already getting on his feet.
And if staying away from you was proving to be bad on his nonchalance then being near was almost tripping.
“You said you wouldn't come.” You gasped when he arrived, looking nervous and perhaps bit surprised himself.
“I...well...you look lovely.” He leaned to kiss your cheek, simple adorable gesture, “Thankyou Si !” He blushed at the nickname.
He really didn't know what took him until he realised that giving in to care about you was probably for the best. And really, it wasn't so bad, to think about you, to put efforts for you, to fucking nick the moon for you, because the moment you smiled at him so fondly, like he was capable to deserve that warmth from you, he actually knew what the trouble was all about and he was very much gladly taking a fall for your sake.
So it really didn't matter if he was putting on his warmth clothes because he was one second away from wrapping you in warmth the moment you very much sniffed.
It didn't matter how hot your body got sometimes with heat, he's there soaking cloth in cold ice water and cooling you down.
He's hearing that french lady talk and talk because he needs that recipe you so very love.
He sleeps with an arm under your head and heart full of things he would do for you and himself, to built a home.
Because he fucking cares, he swore for that, to make you the happiest with him.
He doesn't want to be nonchalant, he doesn't want to pretend like he doesn't care because he does.
Really.
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