coworker!simon x cybersecurity!reader hcs (mdni, 18+)
coworker!simon who likes to pretend heâs going into the tech lounge for a cup of coffee (he prefers tea) when really he just wants to see if youâre in there taking a break.
âu techies ainât doin anythin all day?â is what you hear as bootstraps come into your line of sight. you raise a brow and look up at him from where youâre brewing a fresh cup of coffee. âdonât you soldiers have your own break room to bother people in??â you uttered with barely hidden distaste. he was glad for his mask covering that small smirk-your attitude went straight to his dick. âthis place âas got the good coffeeâ he looks down at you, his voice gravelly in your ears. âsoap said u hate coffee.â you call him out with a slow sip from the mug. he mentally curses the scott. âmust be confused.â
coworker!simon who enjoys teasing you even though the man barely utters more than 5 words per conversation most of the time. he just loooves being in your space, not even to make fun of you, but just to see what youâre up to.
âwhaddya even do when thereâs no missions on schedule aye?â he comes up behind you and asks in that low scratchy accent you only hear in the mornings..hot. but that doesnât matter. âdo you always bother people who are trying to workâ you grumble out as your eyes focus on the code at hand, fingers typing rapidly. he lets out a gruff âŚlaugh? youâre not entirely sure. âtoo pretty to be wasting your time behind that screen.â you freeze, he doesnât compliment you usually, just the annoying comment here and there. âwell i enjoy my job.â âyeah?â you could hear the smirk in his voice. âwhat if i convinced you to look away from that gâdamn screen. this weekend. dinner?â you tilted your head, a smug look crossing your face as you look up at him. he raised a brow, waiting.heâd never let on, but fuck was he nervous. âsure.â one short word from you lit him up.
coworker!simon who loomed gravely outside your comparatively cute and dainty house as he waited for you to open the door. you did, in a number that did crazy shit to his heart ..and dick.
âknew youâd look even more beautiful when youâre not behind that desk.â his mask was off, wanted to be real with you-not ghost but simon. you smiled slightly and stepped out. âthank you simon.â his following grin should indicate how the date went. a fancy restaurant followed by a dinner full of laughs, longing looks, and simon trying his fucking best to hide how much he wanted you. safe to say it went well on both sides.
coworker!simon who really really liked you. and he may not be great with words and that sappy bullshit but his mouth did wonders on its own.
he currently had tremendous amounts of blood rushing south in this moment. why? cus you were sitting on his face currently gripping the headboard for dear life as he dug his tongue deeper in your pussy. âsi-simon waitâ you breathed rapidly, knot forming fast in your stomach. he shook his head, groaning as he bucked his hips up into the air desperate for his own release. but he was too focused on you. âcum for me pretty, i wanna taste it.â he slurred into your flesh as he ate like you both didnât just have dinner. âsoo sweetâ he panted. your high reached its peak and u tried to get off but he didnât let you, fingers plunging in as you came hard, shivering and whimpering his name.
âoh my god..â you covered your face as the high wore off and you looked at the mess on his face âsimon im so-â he cut you off immediately ânah none of that. fuckin loved it, yeah?â he grinned, handsome face covered in you ânever knew nerds could squirtâ âdonât ruin this for yourself.â you bite back, covering his mouth while he smirks. little did you know he came in his pants a moment ago, all because of you.










