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SIMON "GHOST" RILEY // barbarianking!simon, f!reader, wife!reader, size difference, pregnancy, rough!simon, titties play, p in v, non con, eventually consensual

He felt the fullness first.

The calloused palms of his squeezed the flesh, skin melting into his hands so smoothly, so well, it never failed his cock to twitch. No mater if he had any clothes on or was already inside you.

Your nipples perk, like a ears of a dog, wary of any sound, and you humm, not being able to refuse the sound of pleasure escaping your mouth. You used to fight that, you did. On those first weeks, when Simon took you, a trophy from a battle, not carring for you father's dying body on the field.

But Simon knew you were better than him. The old man dropped dead because of the mistake of his own people, all the Simon's warriors were innocent. In this death, and this death only.

He knew your body by heart after those months you've spent in his castle. He squeezed, held, cupped, kissed, bit, marked, held every inch of your skin, and made you let out every sound possible.

But the fullness Simon felt against his palms when he cupped your tits, while you were riding him, more eager, more sensitive than usual, that was the moment he knew.

He was stupid enough to let himself believe that you would get used to how the courtship is done in his land. The man and a woman bounded souls by spilling blood on each other hands and licking it, demonstrating the love that was unique, that was fierce.

But you? You were different.

Coming from the place of flowers, murmurs of the streams and warm sunlights, you were different. The only foreign allowed to be beside him, share his meals, his baths, his bed.

You didn't see him carring about you enough to even tell that you were carrying a child of his in your womb.

And somehow this was what made Simon look you at the eye and swear to do better.

For you. For this child.

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A lot of environmental damage is reversible if we act. We’ve got a lot of success stories like this actually. A lot of formerly endangered species have come back, fish have returned to American rivers, the ozone layer is being restored.

Unlike Earth, where sunsets are red and orange due to the scattering of shorter blue wavelengths by our atmosphere, Mars has an extremely fine dust that scatters blue light more efficiently near the Sun.

So during sunset on Mars, the sky turns reddish-brown while the area around the Sun glows a soft blue. It’s the opposite of what we experience on Earth.

NASA’s rovers have captured this eerie sight

And what this means is I can now play music with an interface made up of pixel art old enough to rent a car