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it is proven that majority of women canāt orgasm from intercourse alone. So imagine reader who canāt make herself cum, no matter how she touches her swollen little bud.
itās becoming more annoying as you keep trying, different speeds, pressures, and angles, but nothing seems to work for you! Itās gotten to the point where youāve quite frankly given up on even touching yourself. Youāve tried for so long, yet always get nothing.
so imagine telling Simon when he asks you, oh so kindly when on deployment, to touch yourself with him to make you both feel good. The silence over the phone when you say you canāt.
āWhat?ā
āI just canāt. Iāve tried, but it just doesnāt work for me.ā
āāAve ya-?ā
āIāve done everything, Simon! I canāt, okay?ā
it was clear that this was something that you werenāt comfortable with talking about. It made you upset that you didnāt āfunction correctlyā like other women. So the night Simon came home, he greeted you with a soft kiss. There wasnāt any harsh underlying emotion, just soft and sweet love. His large and calloused hands would cup your cheeks and look at your eyes, watching the slight confusion slip into your gaze.
now laying against his sturdier chest, looking at yourself in the mirror with him behind you, you knew what was happening. He gently pulled down your sleeping pants, taking his time to let his fingertips brush against every inch of your thighs, all the way down to your ankles. And soon enough, off came your panties too. He started by admiring the slight glistening of your slick right by your entrance, using his fingers to gently dip into the fluid that he loved. Dragging his fingers upwards, he brought his fingertips to the side of your clit, letting your slick be the lube for his fingers.
Simon looked at you through the mirror, keeping eye contact as his fingers pressed onto your clit. The gasp that left your lips was sudden, almost reaching down to grab his wrist, but stopping when he gave you a stern warning look. Everything felt different - his touch felt electrifying, while yours felt like watching paint dry. Why was it so different? Your eyes fluttered shut, head resting on his shoulder when he started speeding up his small circular motion. Your thighs spread a little more, shuddering when you felt a build up in your lower tummy. That burn you never felt unless you used a toy, the burn you got before you were clouded with euphoria; it was coming. You let out small squeaks and whimpers as your hips lifted and you came undone. Usually thatās when youād stop, let your body just relax, but Simon kept a firm hand across your torso, using his leg to keep yours pinned down so he could still rub you till complete satisfaction.
once his movements slowed and he was panting along with you slightly, he pressed a gentle kiss to your shoulder, looking at your eyes through the mirror again.
āI donāt care what time of day it is, if ye need tācum, yātell me and Iāll help, love. Alrighā?ā
you mustered a small nod, droopy eyes falling to the wet and sticky mess between your thighs, and the lovely hands that helped you along the way.
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Hi pookie!
Love your Ghost pieces and I have to leave my brainrot somewhere. Ghost seeing that you're stressed and overthinking everything, so he gets a great idea - you can't be worrying about everything when you cannot think at all. So... He ties you up and overstimulates you, fucking you with his cock and holding vibrator to your clit, till you're satisfied puddle for him. And of course this man cannot shut up, but you don't even have the strength in you to be embarrassed about the filth that leaves his mouth.
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as ghost pumps his cock in and out of you, you feel the vibrations of the vibrator in your clit. He presses the vibrator hard onto your clit, allowing him to feel the faint vibrations as well from inside of you.
āfuck, love, gonna make yācum until you canāt breathe.ā
heād growl into your neck as he moves his hand holding the vibrator in circles, quickly and swiftly adding even more friction, making you throw your head back and let out a sob of pleasure. this was yourā¦fourth? fifth? orgasm and throughout the whole time, he hasnāt came. His whole duty right now is to make sure youāre dumb with pleasure to forget about all the stress and shit going on currently.
āI love watching you come undone beneath me.ā
ghost would take the vibrator off your clit, placing it on the base of his dick, and oh my fucking god- you cum as soon as he does. You can feel the vibrations from the vibrator on his dick as he pushes in and out of you, hitting that perfect spot inside of you. Once done with that, heād slip out of you and place the vibrator on your soaking slit, using the dripping cum from your hole to gently rub at your ass. Your body spasms and you cum again, finally, he pulls everything away. You look up at him with a purely blissful expression, smiling up at him because you couldnāt think anymore. When you moved your hips to pull free of the ties, thinking you were done, he spanks your pussy and spits down onto it, rubbing your clit quickly - making you go limp again, hips thrusting up into the air.
āWe arenāt done until I say so, love. Get comfortable, youāre staying here until yācanāt cum anymore.ā
Please tell us you have some thoughts on enemy!ghost hate fucking reader
love ur work so much wish I could pick ur brain (endearing)
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hate is passion, so that means hate sex is full of passion. I mean - it takes a lot out of a person to hate someone else! Sooo, Simon hate fucking you after seeing that you almost got shot- OOOFFF
this man would be rutting into you from behind, fisting your hair in his right hand while his left is around your throat, pulling you back into him. Heās fucking into you like heās trying to drill a hole through you. Of course, youāre an absolute mess, cum dripping down your thighs, sweat lightly gracing your skin, and that intoxicating blush that litters your cheeks.
"This is all youāre good for, just a hole for me to fuck. Beinā all useless out on field, canāt fucking keep yourself safe. Stupid little girl." The things heās saying to you as he brings you closer to your climax makes you insane! You can hear his low and guttural grunts as his thrusts begin to become sloppy. He was close. With a few more thrusts and the feeling of the chub at the bottom of his abdomen slapping against your lower back and ass drives you over the edge.
he isnāt very keen on giving you aftercare after. He pulls on his uniform once again as you laid on the bed naked and shivering. He would catch glances at you, unmoving and silent, once fully dressed though, he would crouch on the foot beside your bed. He gripped your jaw tightly making you look at him. āNever put yourself in a position like that again.ā
when he left, you felt alone. But there was an odd feelingā¦his words, the way he fucked youā¦there was passion. And passion was a dangerous thing, it was something that could be lost in just a few seconds.
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Man something I've really been into ever since I've read it is piercings. So Ghost having tongue and c*ck piercings?
You were sat in his lap, mewling from how he touched you. His fingers circled around your clit, playing with the small nub. He dipped his fingers down to see how wet you were - to a normal person, youād be wet. But to Ghost, you were practically dry as a desert. You had wetness all over your thighs, but it wasnāt enough for him.
Ghost pulled you out of his lap and pressed you onto the bed. He pressed your legs open, pulling up his balaclava to show his mouth. You looked down between your thighs to see a quick shine of silver, your brows furrowed before you felt his warm tongue press against your slit. It was a familiar sensation youād grown to love, except for the fact that mixed with the warm touch, you felt a cold sensation every once in a while. You whine his name, gasping and pulling at the balaclava to get him to look up at you.
His dark brown eyes that were full of lust looked up at you, his chin was covered in his spit and your juices. You couldnāt form words so your hands weakly reached to brush against his lips, pressing a small kiss to your finger tips. He knew what you were trying to do, find out what that feeling was.
āStop it, doll.ā
now, when he pressed himself into you, your mouth fell open as you held yourself up by having your arms around his neck. He grunted into your neck as he pressed into your pussy. Small tears fell out of your eyes as you felt new feeling in your most sensitive spot. You were shaking your head as he kept thrusting into you, he grabbed your jaw and made you look at him.
āCāmon, love, I know it feels too good. Moan, baby. Let me know how good my cock feels in your tight cunt.ā
like always, you came, but it was so much better than before. When he pulled out and cleaned you up, you finally got the courage to ask why it felt so different compared to usual. He let out a low chuckle and picked you up, sitting you in his lap as he covered you with a blanket. He told you about the new piercings he got, showing you them. The tongue on was hot. But the cockā¦oh god, the cock piercings made you go feral. Normally, it would be him worshipping you and how beautiful you are - but right now, you were on your knees, licking at his tip, taking as much of his cock as you could down your throat. You were making him whine and whimper nowā¦the rare time he would actually be submissive.
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CAN ANYONE ELSE IMAGINE TF-141 AS DANCERS FOR MAGIC MIKE SHOWS???
OKAY- like, imagine Wet Dreams for Simon!! Youāre one of the dancers, scheduled to do the designated dance with Simon (he asked specifically for you) and youāre out there in front of a crowd, nervous out of your mind and as the song starts he just whispers a sweet āTrust me, love.ā AND ALMOST MAKES YOU CUM IN FRONT OF ALL THOSE PEOPLE - he definitely rewards you after the show for doing such a great job on stage ;)
Soap would probably do Air Seduction because heās such a fucking TEASE! The whole time, heās dancing around you, leaving ghost touches, stripping and sometimes even thrusting into your clothed core, BUT NEVER DOES ANYTHING TO RELIEVE YOU!!! However, near the end when youāre finally touching, TRUST that heās gonna be feeling you up every damn chance he gets!
CANDY SHOP FOR GAZ???? Letās get this straight, he likes all types of women (they all do!) - so when he saw you sitting in the first row, eyeing him up like a piece of candy?! (No pun intended) You bet he gets you up on the stage! When he starts dancing around you and eating that damned whipped cream, you wonder what heād look like with your cream in his mouth- Licking the whipped cream off your body?? And kissing all over you? Thrusting in your face???? When the shows over, he leans forward to whisper in your ear āMeet me in the back. I want to taste the real treat.ā GOD DAYUMMMM
JOHN PRICE IS A MAN OF CONSENTā¦.SO YOU BET HES ASKING FOR PERMISSION!!!! He would be so respectful towards youā¦but of course also have his way with you! Heās gotta show you what you need- how much better he can fuck you compared to anyone else! You bet that after that show, heās not letting anyone touch his darling again.
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