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You're sitting on the couch on your laptop rubbing your temples from your headache which the onset of is a mystery. Simon watches you as you continue to rub your head and close your eyes, trying to blink away the headache.

"When's the last time you drank water." He asks, and you look up at him.

"I'm fine Simon." You respond, going back to typing.

"You don't look fine." He retorts, and you shake your head.

"Si, I'm fine." You say sternly, looking at him.

He leaves with a huff, and you think that's the last of it and that he left you alone.

He comes back with a bottle of water and sits in front of you as he twists the cap off. He reaches forward and grips your jaw.

"Simon what-" you say before he cuts you off.

"Shh. Open." He demands, putting the mouth of the water bottle to yours.

You open your mouth obediently and keep your eyes on Simon's. He grips your jaw keeping it open and in place as he tilts the water bottle down so the liquid pours into your mouth.

"Now drink."

You're too taken off guard to protest and you do as he says. You drink the water down, never taking your eyes off Simon.

"Mhm. There you go. Good girl. That's it. All of it baby, c'mon you can do it. Just like that." He praises you as you drink the water down and you squeeze your thighs together at his words.

You couldn't tell if he was doing this on purpose, the way he was praising you so good you could feel heat start to rise through your body and how his words went straight to your pussy. But fuck you didn't realize how bad you really needed that water, and fuck you didn't realize how hot Simon would be forcing you to drink it, cooing at you with his words.

You finish the water bottle and take a deep breath in, gasping for air.

"See? isn't that better, hm?" Simon asks, brushing your hair out of your face then placing his thumb and forefinger under your chin.

His words and actions are gentle, but stern, like you both know he's in charge. And god does it make you wet.

"Would die from dehydration without me handling ya huh sweetheart." Simon says with a chuckle and you give him a ditzy, shy smile, blush blooming over your cheeks.

"There it is, color's coming back to that pretty little face." He smirks, and you giggle.

"Fuck off I was fine." You tease.

"You're welcome." He says, eyebrows raised and with a smile in a way that he expects a thank you to come after it.

"Thank you." You lean in to kiss him and he kisses you back.

Wait-

Let me u smtg let me tell you something...

Let me tell u I ain't ready for another kastle reunion of this calibre