When I Wake Up Christmas Morning And Jason Todd Isnt Under My Christmas Tree, Oiled Up, With A Rose Toy

when i wake up christmas morning and jason todd isn’t under my christmas tree, oiled up, with a rose toy in one hand and a ball gag in his other hand…what are we going to do then…..? what’s the backup plan?

i’m sorry but i am a period sex truther‼️

simon wouldn’t even be phased just a “if it helps ya feel better why not” and you’re so giddy because you weren’t expecting him to be into it. in fact you were preparing yourself for him to brush you off and have to deal with the disappointment.

your boyfriend is so diligent laying down towels for you and suddenly you’re feeling shy at the thought of him seeing you like this. he’s seen you on your period of course and he’s seen you naked, but having him look at you with that hungry look in your eye during your time of the month feels a little daunting.

you’re broken out of your thoughts when simon runs his hands up your legs, caressing your thighs softly; his method of wordlessly soothing you and it works like a charm. you take a deep breath as you feel him line himself up with your entrance and you brace yourself for the familiar feeling of him filling you completely.

simon takes your hand and tangles your fingers together, he presses a kiss to the back of your hand and questions, “ya ready baby?” words fail you so you simply nod enthusiastically. in one fell swoop he pushes into the tight heat of you and you both moan in unison at the feeling. you feel more sensitive right now, your gummy walls clamping down on him with every thrust. it doesn’t take long before you feel your orgasm building, white hot heat simmering inside of you. your boyfriend has his head buried in the crook of your neck and is groaning loudly and whispering in your ear about how tight you are and how much he loves the feeling of your pussy gripping his cock.

“si- baby…oh my god. i’m-“

“i know love, ‘ve gotcha”

simon’s hand trails down and rubs fervently at your throbbing clit, the lewd wet sound of your blood and arousal fill your ears and you momentarily feel like you should be disgusted but can’t even bring yourself to be. in no time your back is arching, body bowing as you hurdle right over the edge.

your chest is heaving and you feel sort of cockdrunk that you barely even notice simon pulling out and cleaning you up. you must’ve dozed off because when you wake you’re being scooped up and settled into a hot, bubbly bath. before the blonde man can pull away you grab his face in your hands and kiss him passionately. he was so good to you, how did you manage to get so lucky?

“i’m the lucky one love” you hadn’t realize you said that out loud, but you’re not even embarrassed at your admission. simon deserved to know how much you adored him.

I don't know who the hell you think you are.

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simon would spend forever reminding you that life is worth living even through all the pain and heartache <3

simon pulls you tighter into his arms and wipes gently at the stray tears on your face. your sobs have quieted into small sniffles and the warmth of simon’s embrace was slowly soothing the ache in your soul.

“‘s not gonna always feel this way my love. if i could take away all the pain you know i would.”

your boyfriend’s words reassure you and you close your eyes tightly and will yourself to believe him. it wasn’t going to always be this hard. you weren’t going to always feel like there was a sadness permeating your essence.

you feel the warmth tips of his fingers stroke your cheek and you open your eyes slowly and blink owlishly at him. staring into his eyes you saw a love so fierce that even after all these years it still shook you to your core. you know simon, know how he doesn’t give very much emotion to much in his life, so you’re honored that he loves you - and that he loves you so wholeheartedly.

your despair was a constant lately, but so was his love. you knew that as long as he was breathing you were always going to be loved. as daunting as that sounded it also made your heart skip a beat.

there was nothing that could compare to being loved by simon riley.