#Simon twd

[lanadelnegan]

I’ve never seen someone write a Negan fic that included some Simon haha.

Idk why but Simon just- big psycho hottie energy, and I’d love a fic w some sort of Simon involvement. Even if Simon was just watching reader w Negan or degrading reader or something idk.

You know what I mean. Anywho! Enjoy my depraved thoughts haha

Hello my lovely. This one was fun. :)

Two in One

Negan x Reader x Simon (threesome)

Warnings: 18+, all smut no plot, threesome, simon and negan being extremely dominant and degrading with you, spitting, choking, double penetration, unprotected sex, anal, slight daddy kink, cum play

Note: I wrote this super quick so I'm sorry if it's not the greatest. It's just pure filth honestly.

"Oh fuuuck!" You cry out as Negan pounds into you from behind.

You barely even notice the knock on Negan's bedroom door before Negan calls out annoyed. "Yeah?!"

"Got a situation, boss." Simon says, opening the door and walking in before looking up and stopping at the sight of you bent over taking Negan's cock.

Negan continues thrusting into you as he looks to Simon. "Seriously man? Little fuckin' busy here." He says unsteadily.

"I see that." Simon's eyebrows raise as he studies you. You stare back at him, resting the side of your reddened face on the bed as Negan rails you relentlessly.

You whimper with your eyes locked on Simon, deliberately putting on a show for him. The idea of someone watching you has always turned you on, and you secretly hope Negan let's him stay.

As if reading your mind, Negan motions with his gloved hand for Simon to come closer to the bed. "What's the situation?" He asks out of breath before sliding his hand across your ass and squeezing firmly.

Simon glances to you hesitantly before speaking, letting Negan know what's going on inside the walls of the sanctuary. But you're too focused on what's going on inside the walls of your cunt to notice what they're yapping about. Frustrated with their endless conversation, you slam your ass into Negan's hips repeatedly, meeting his hard thrusts as you moan loud and purposely.

"Goddamn it." Negan grunts, cutting Simon off mid sentence before pulling you up by your hair until your back is pressed against his chest. Your head leans back on his shoulder as your eyes connect with Simon's. "Can't even fuckin' hear him over all the goddamn noise you're making, sweetheart. Does daddy make you feel that good or do you just like an audience?" His hand reaches up to wrap around your throat as his dick glides in and out of you at a steady pace.

"Both" Your whine out, struggling against the restriction of his hand around your neck.

Simon's eyes roam down your naked torso, stopping at the intersection of your pussy and Negan's dick pumping inside you. The fact that Negan is openly fucking you in front of Simon makes you even hotter and can't deny.. you love being watched.

Negan chuckles before biting his bottom lip and looking at Simon, who's zoned out watching your tits bounce with each thrust.

"Simon, you heard her. My girl wants an audience. Get on the bed and watch how fuckin' good I make her pussy feel." Negan demands, sliding completely out of you before pushing on your back and shoving you down back in your original position. You fall over, catching yourself on your forearms as you settle on your knees and Simon is already in the bed in front of you with his back leaned against the headboard as he stretches his legs out on either side of you, settling in comfortably.

You can't help but notice the large bulge behind his boxers as he proudly flaunts it in your face. If you leaned down further, you could easily suck him off but you wait patiently for Negan's permission.

The bed dips behind you as Negan climbs in on his knees, immediately burying his face in your dripping cunt and eating you like his life depends on it.

You make an o-shape with your mouth at the sudden sensation of Negan's tongue entering you from behind as you lock eyes with Simon.

"One rule." Negan says into your pussy, speaking to you and Simon. "No kissing."

That's all the permission Simon needs before letting his cock spring free from the slit in his boxers and shoving your head down on his cock. "Ahh, fuck." He moans, gripping your hair tightly in his palm.

"She can take it deeper than that. And she likes it fuckin' rough." Negan tells Simon as he finally comes up for air and lines himself up at your entrance, your juices glistening in his stubbly beard.

"Good." Simon answers him before returning his gaze to your mouth wrapped around him. "Cause we are going to ruin you, sweetheart." Without warning, he shoves your head completely down his length and you immediately gag around him but he doesn't let you come up. Instead, he holds your head down until tears fill your eyes and you desperately struggle to breath. Your palms push desperately against his thighs as you fight to come up.

"Don't you dare pass out on us." Simon says, finally letting you come up for air for a moment before repeating the process. You're even more out of breath this time and can feel yourself growing weaker. "Pathetic little slut." He chuckles.

Just when you feel like you might actually pass out, Negan shoves himself deep inside of you, hitting your cervix. Simon finally lets you come up for air and you inhale a deep breath, followed by an embarrassing moan.

"Breathe, baby." Negan says from behind you. "You tell daddy the safe word if it's too much. Understood?"

"Yes sir." You whimper as Negan cock fills your hole and your head drops down. Without missing a beat, Negan reaches forward to wrap his fingers around your hair as he pulls your head up like a puppet. "Let him see your face when I fuck you, baby. Show him how good daddy makes you feel."

Negan pounds into you unforgivably, hitting a spot deeper than you ever thought possible as animalistic sounds flow from his mouth. Seems like you're not the only one who likes extra company in the bedroom.

You moan with him, not taking your eyes off Simon's until your gaze flashes to his mouth, daring him to kiss you. You know it's against Negan's rule, which only makes you want it more. Before you can talk yourself out of it, you boldly lean forward, attempting to press your lips to Simon's but he quickly grabs your throat, stopping you before you reach them.

"Oh you better be fuckin' jokin'." Negan says, his voice dripping with anger as he pulls out of you and roughly flips your body over. You look up at him with innocent eyes as you lay on your back between Simon's legs.

"S-sorry daddy."

"That was a big fuckin' mistake. You know I simply can't let that slide, right?" He asks, leaning over and squeezing his hand around your throat.

"C'mon man." Simon interrupts. "She can't help it.. she's just a desperate little whore. Aren't you sweetheart?" He asks, looking down at you. "You wanna fuckin' taste me? Open up." Simon squeezes your jaw before open before spitting directly into your mouth.

Negan's eyes glaze over with lust and pure darkness, scarier than anything you've seen before. "I think she fuckin' likes it." Negan says, squeezing your throat tighter and leaning directly over you, letting his own saliva drip into your mouth. You moan as your swallow the mix of their spit and they both grin down at you proudly. "Didn't realize what a total slut my wife was.. think you need to be punished." Negan's eyes dart back and forth between yours as he hovers above you. "I am going to fucking break you, sweetheart." He grins devilishly before letting go of your throat and pushing three of his fingers inside of you without giving you time to adjust. You cry out as his digits rip through you before he inserts another.

"Negan... it hurts." You whimper truthfully, but the pain turns you on even more and Negan knows it.

He chuckles as he pushes his hand into you, groaning at how wide he's stretching you. While Negan fists your pussy relentlessly as Simon positions himself on his knees beside you, shoving his cock in your mouth as he roughly turns your head to the side. "Gonna put these holes to use, babygirl." He grunts, filling the back of your throat as you whimper around him and struggle to breathe.

Tears flow from your eyes when Negan's hand pulls out of you and he grabs your throat, pulling you to your knees in front of them. Both men's cocks stand proud and leaking precum right in your face and you practically moan at the sight of them.

Simon's hand grips the back of your hair, angling your head back as you look up at them. Negan wipes the mascara running down your face with his thumb as he smirks. "So pretty like this.. On your knees and ready for us."

You look up at Negan innocently before turning your attention to Simon as he chimes in. "Open that pretty little mouth, sweetheart." He guides his length towards your mouth again and you open, taking him down your throat. Before you can adjust to the size of him again, Negan's thumb hooks on the inside of your cheek, widening your mouth as he shoves his own dick inside. You open wide, allowing them to use your mouth as they sloppily thrust and groan, letting their cocks rub against each other inside your warm, wet mouth.

You moan at the taste of their salty precum dripping down your throat as you reach your hand between your legs and attempt to rub at your clit but Negan stops you, grabbing your wrist and tossing you on your back.

"Wanna watch you ride his cock, baby. Put on a fucking show for me. Make daddy proud." Negan says before kissing your lips and lightly gripping your throat. "But remember who you fucking belong to."

"Y-yes sir."

Simon lays next to you, urging you to climb on top and straddle him and you let him guide you, hovering yourself over his cock while Negan relaxes his back against the headboard, eager to watch you put on a show for him.

You lock eyes with Negan as you slowly slide down on Simon's cock, making a groan fall from Simon's mouth. "Such a tight little cunt."

Negan watches you with glazed eyes as you bounce up and down on Simon. Your eyes drop to his lap, watching his hand stroke his painfully hard cock. "That's it baby. Take his fuckin' cock, you slut." Negan says through his teeth, leaning his head back against the headboard. "That's my dirty little girl."

"Negan.. I want you too."

"Yeah? Beg for my cock baby."

"Please daddy. Please, please. I need you." You whimper.

"Such a desperate whore. One dick isn't enough for you sweetheart?" Simon chuckles underneath you, tightly gripping your hips as you ride him.

Negan moves from his spot to settle in behind you, sliding his tip through your slippery folds before he sinks inside of you. You cry at the ripping sensation in your cunt as your walls are stretched to the limit with both of them inside of you. "Ohh my god. Fuck.. it hurts."

"Feels pretty good if you ask me." Simon says, thrusting up into you.

"Always about you, selfish little girl. I told you.. we are going to use you. You're nothing but a fucking hole to us, doll." Negan says, pulling you against his chest by your throat. You lean your back against his chest as your head rests against his shoulder. You can't deny that his cruel words sting, but the thought of them using you to get off lights a fire inside of you and you completely succumb to them in that moment, willing to let them have their way with you however they please.

Negan's head falls back at the intense pleasure as his cock slides against Simon's inside you. The veins in Simon's neck protrude as you stare down at him. Between Simon's hand squeezing your neck and Negan's animalistic noises filling the air, you feel your walls tighten as your orgasm approaches quickly. "Fuck.. I'm gonna.."

Before you can come, Negan's hand yanks your hair, making your head fall back and a loud moan escape your throat. Negan pulls out of you and you whine from the loss. "Negan.. please.."

"Only way you're allowed to cum is with my dick in your ass. You ready for me baby?"

Your eyes widen as you hesitantly shake your head no. "I - I don't think -"

"Of course you don't, sweetheart." Simon interjects while chuckling from underneath you. "Dumb little slut."

Negan smirks, releasing his grip on your hair and guiding the tip of his cock to your tighter hole, rubbing it teasingly in circles. "You like being treated like a whore, baby? Getting goddamn humiliated?"

When you don't answer, Simon grips your throat again, making you look at him. "He asked you a question, sweetheart."

Your eyes squeeze shut as you nod your head embarrassed.

"Good." Negan says from behind you. "Then I won't feel bad when I do this..." And that's all the warning he gives before spreading your cheeks apart and ramming his cock balls deep inside your ass.

You practically scream as he rips you apart. It hurts.. and the your safe word lingers on your tongue but you bite it back, not wanting them to stop.

Negan pumps into you without giving you time to adjust and you bite down on your lip so hard that you eventually taste blood. Tears pour out of your eyes as both men use your holes to feel good. They moan loudly as you sob, starting to feel your orgasm return.

"Oh my goddddd. Fuuuuuuck." You come embarrassingly hard from the pain and pleasure and their own orgasms come close.

"You want me to fill this ass up with my cum sweetheart?" Negan asks, gritting his teeth.

You nod, still riding out your orgasm as Simon lets out a groan from below you, slowing down his thrusts. The moan that escapes his throat tells you that he's about to come and Negan pulls you off of him quickly, not wanting Simon to come inside you. He lays back on the bed and brings you with him, so that you're in reverse cowgirl position on top of him with his dick still impaling your ass. It's painfully uncomfortable, but turns you on more than you thought possible. You ride Negan's cock as you watch the come shoot from Simon's tip, licking your lips at the sight.

"What are you fucking looking at? Clean me up." Simon says, nodding his head towards the ropes of white cum spread across his stomach as he rises to his knees on the bed in front of you.

You lick a line from his pubes to the top of his stomach as you moan at the salty taste of him. "Maybe you are a good girl after all." He says proudly, looking down at you.

Negan slams your hips down on him, halting suddenly to fill you up. He groans loudly when he shoots inside of you. "Godddddamn, Fuck. Fuck."

You fall to the bed, completely spent and out of breath.

"Well that was fun." Simon says, resting his hands on his hips and looking to Negan. "Same time tomorrow, boss?"

"...Don't fucking push it."

#jeffrey dean morgan #negan #jdmorgan #jdm x reader #negan fanfiction #twd negan #jdm fanfiction #negan smith #jeffrey dean morgan x reader #jdmfanfiction #negan smith x reader #negan x reader #negan x you #negan smith x you #negan smut #negan smith fanfiction #negan smith smut #simon twd #simon and negan #twd smut #jdm x you #jdm fanfic #jdm smut #negan twd #jeffrey dean morgan x you #jeffrey dean morgan smut #jeffrey dean morgan fanfiction

[riotlain]

TWD Physical Affection Hcs

Bc im bored in class again🫶🫶

Hugging, PDA, kissing, and some cuddling hcs

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Rick Grimes

Hugs tightly

When its a long hug he tend to rock back and forth

Kisses your head in hugs when he leaves to go out on a run or something

Hugs from behind when youre doin something

Rubs circles on your waist with his thumb when yall cuddling

Aight with PDA like he aint gonna overdo it but he'll definitely hug you in public

Cuddling is usually him on his back and you having your head on his chest

Radiates warmth. Like constantly

Non sexual neck kisses kinda guy

Daryl Dixon

Was really really awkward at first with hugs

Youre his first real relationship so like???

When he gets around to it tho he fuckin CLINGS

Like its a bit tight but not too tight yknow

Hugs you when he leaves for a run or hunts and hugs tightly when hes back

Daryl prefers to not do pda tho

The most huggin he'll do in public is like awkward side hugs yknow??

Daryl likes to face you when yall cuddling but usually you end up with either him as the big spoon or your face in his chest

Soft kisses. Mwah mwah

Forehead kisses like alot alot

Carl Grimes

Also radiates warmth

His hugs are pretty loose unless hes been away for a while

He rests his head on your shoulder alot

Also has the habit of rocking while hugging for a while

Carl doesnt show affection in public that much

He holds your hand and gives you quick kisses

Loves kissing you like hes down for any kind of kiss

Forehead kisses, hand kisses, cheek kisses

Bro is literally an attention whore /j

Kisses you after fights

Cuddling starts with you in his chest or him in yours. But he moves around in his sleep quite a bit

Usually ending with him on top of you

Glenn Rhee

Lovely hugs chefs kiss

Strokes your hair when yall hug

I feel like his hands are like very warm but the rest of him changes constantly

Kisses you every morning and every night

Likes to be little spoon but you didnt hear that from me

Usually puts his face in your chest when yall cuddling

Aight with PDA but gets if you aint

Usually holds hands with you

Another non sexual neck kisses guy

Paul (Jesus) Rovia

Aint against pda.

Aka he usually holds your hand or hand an arm around you waist

He moves alot in his sleep so cuddling will start with yall spooning or facing each other

Then in the morning you guys are spread out on the bed

Enjoys any kind of kiss

When hes gone for long (or nearly fucking dies) on a run he gives mighty tight hugs

Swings you around in hugs when hes particularly happy

Negan Smith

Tight hugs tight hugs tight hugs

Kisses roughly usually

Its just how he is hes a rough man

Will be alot softer though if its been a long day

Hes a big spoon sorry

Rocks you in tight hugs

Will also swing you around

Kisses you anywhere and in anyway

Doesnt matter

Neck kisses neck kisses

Rubs circles on your waist when cuddlin

Simon

Another rough kisser

Likes to kiss you randomly to surprise you

Always has his hands on you in public

He puts his hand in your back pocket or around your waist

Non sexual (and probably sexual) neck kisses

Kisses your hand as a joke

Warm. Like a furnace

He likes to lay on top of you

Always feelin you up when yall cuddling like man💀💀

Owen (Wolf)

Doesnt care where

Hugs real tightly (possessive mf)

Cuddles are usually him being a big spoon

Hugs from behind alot

Either hardly any pda or hes all over you

Depends on his mood

Warm hands like immensely warm

Likes to hold your hand but would never admit it

Kisses are actually pretty gentle

Unless yall are making out then🧍‍♂️

#twd x reader #twd x male reader #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes x male reader #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon x male reader #glenn rhee x reader #glenn rhee x male reader #carl grimes x reader #carl grimes x male reader #simon twd #simon the savior #negan x male reader #negan x reader #negan smith x reader #negan smith x male reader #simon twd x reader #twd simon x reader #owen twd #wolf twd #wolf twd x reader #owen twd x reader #twd owen x reader #twd wolf x reader #paul rovia x reader #jesus rovia x reader #paul jesus rovia x reader #paul rovia x male reader #the walking dead x male reader #the walking dead x reader

[rreskk]

Here are some of my fav pics of Steven Ogg (from his instragram)

#Steven ogg #simon twd #gta v trevor #trevor philips #actors #Steven ogg is so sexy #grand theft auto 5 #gta v #grand theft 5 #grand theft auto #gta 5 #trevor gta #twd simon #the walking dead simon #simon the walking dead #the walking dead

[lesbianbatlucille]

poor guy

#had this image saved for so fucking long #simon twd #negan #regan #< technically?? #twd #the walking dead #joans art

[peepeepantscityhere]

twd characters x text posts: part 2

#the walking dead #twd #rick grimes #negan #daryl dixon #carol petelier #eugene porter #simon twd #idk his name and i’m too lazy to look it up #incorrect the walking dead #incorrect twd quotes #text posts

[walker-stink]

#fattest cake in twd #srry #not srry #twd #simon the walking dead #simon twd #the walking dead #walking dead #steven ogg #Simon walking dead #the saviors

[storywriter12]

OK so I found this pic of steven ogg but his playing a guy called pike from snowpiercer. But excuse me why is he sat like that he shouldn't sit like that. His legs are far apart and that drink sat in between his legs omg 🤤😍

#excuse me #Sir shut your legs #this man right here #steven ogg #snowpiercer tv #snowpiercer pike #I watched this show for him #No but really why is he sat like that? #Can I sit there? #is this seat taken? #twd simon #simon twd #ugh 🤤 #like 🤤 #omg 🤤 #😍 #i love this man

[coloradosnumber1dad]

I’m gonna do it- no balls

#icp #sir mix a lot #trevor philips #gta 5 #random #drafts #marcus white #negan smith #steve haines #daryl dixon #simon twd #steven ogg #coloradosnumber1dad

[sweatyrickgrimes]

#in my mind simon is just there to be annoyed by negan being gay for rick #save him #twd meme #rick x negan #rick grimes #negan #simon twd

[chelseypprimrose]

so guys he did it, i love him so much, i need to get to a UK con next year to thank him in person, on my knees, mouth open, you know the drill 👅👅

#steven ogg #twd #gta #trevor philips #the walking dead simon #simon imagine #simon savior smut #simon twd #simon the walking dead #the walking dead #simon x oc #simon cameo #cameo #simon twd imagine #simon saviour

[lowkeyclowning]

I’m tired of thinking abt domestic men time to think about the most awful men I can muster up 🫶🫶

#asa emory #jesse cromeans #bo sinclair #simon twd #yea you get the point

[realcuntsofsuburbia]

CREAMINGGGG 😩

#steven ogg #twd #the walking dead #simon twd #shitpost #i’m ovulating

[allzelemonz]

Seeing Stars: Simon X Male Reader

Prompt: Kinktober Day 9: Toys Pronouns: None mentioned; Reader referred to as 'boy' and ‘man’ in dialogue Physical Sex: AMAB Rating: E/Smut Warnings: Toys, grinding, Simon hates dildos and thinks he's too good for toys, mentions of Negan loving his wives, anal plug, handcuffs, prostate massage, rough sex, both of them are switches but Simon's more of a top, Negan needs his Lieutenants to loosen up, asexual author that had to do a lot of fic reading to figure out how toys work Summary: On a run with Negan, the Saviors happen across a sex shop and bring home the lot. Being Negan's right hand, Simon and his S/O get first pick.

It’s the last thing he’d be looking for on a run. The very last thing. But when Negan spotted the store from the road no one dared to say a thing. The man loves his wives, that’s for sure. Judging by the amount of packages, boxes, and bags and grabs he’s planning to have quite a lot of fun. And when he throws a box to Simon with a wink when they’re in the cabin of the box truck, the Lieutenant can’t help the red that spreads all over his face.

When the trucks come in through the gate you wait with a few other Saviors, ready to unload the goods. Simon jumps down from the tall truck and makes a beeline for you. Typically he deals with whatever Negan’s told him to do or yells at a few of the workers, so his path to you is a bit unsettling. His face is red, all the way up to his hair.

“Simon!”

The yell from Negan stops him dead in his tracks. Judging by the smirk on Negan’s face, he’s the reason Simon’s blushing himself as red as a strawberry.

“Get your man and come unload this truck!”

Simon looks over to you, meeting your eyes in a ‘he’s fucking with us’ warning. You press your lips into a thin line. Of course he fucking with you. You make your way towards Simon and he turns to walk with you all the way to Negan.

“What is it?” You ask as you walk.

“Negan likes his jokes.”

“There’s my favorite boys!” Negan smiles wide as you near. “Now I gave Simon a little something, but I thought you’d wanna choose something together.”

The confused look on your face only makes Negan smile wider. He backs up and gestures to the big truck they’d ridden in.

“Go ahead, open it.” He says.

You glance to your side where Simon is standing, hands on his hips and eyes on the ground. Carefully, you round to the back of the truck and undo the locks. Gritting your teeth at whatever Negan has in store, you throw the door up and reveal the loot inside.

Sex toys, lingerie, lube-- they raided a sex shop. Your eyes dart between the piles of boxes and bags.  Negan walks up behind you and puts an arm around your shoulders, the smile on his face never leaving.

He gestures broadly with Lucille. “Look at all this shit!”

Negan chuckles as he walks forward to the truck. He fiddles around in one of the boxes closer to the edge and pulls out a mostly blacked out box. He throws it to Simon.

“You two are gonna have some fun tonight!”

He looks between the two of you as Simon’s flush of red returns in full force. His eyes are focused on the box, a picture showing the product on the front. Negan walks closer to him, leaning in as if telling a secret.

“And that’s an order, boys.” Negan whispers, loud enough for you to hear. “You two gotta loosen up!”

He turns his smile to you and winks before walking off towards the compound, Lucille swinging at his side. Simon throws the box on the ground and kicks it under the truck once Negan’s out of sight. His hand returns to his hips as the redness begins to leave his face. You take a step forward, leaning over to look inside the box Negan had grabbed from. It’s full of the same product, all vibrating dildos.

“I take it he already had his pick?” You sigh. “So you get next?”

“Let’s just go. We don’t need this shit.”

Simon reaches up to pull the door back down, but you reach out and stop him.

“Have you ever used this stuff before?”

“You damn well know I don’t need any of this shit!”

“Simon, at least lube.” You argue, grabbing at one of the bigger boxes and pulling out a multipack of lube. “Spit can only do so much.”

“It gets the job done.” He argues, taking the pack and throwing it back in the box.

“I only fuck you like once a week! I’m the one that’s gotta deal with your dick most of the time.” You pull yourself up into the truck. “We’re getting lube.”

“Fine, fine! Just keep it down.” Simon crosses his arms, peeking around the truck.

“Simon there is not a man in the world that hasn’t used lube.” You pull a box down from a stack. “Granted, some might use it for cars and shit. You get the point.”

“Just pick something and get out of there.”

You hold up a box. “I can either pick something that will embarrass the hell out of you, or you can get up here and help me find something that’ll make us both see stars.”

The sight of the toy in your hand urges Simon into the truck. He swipes it from you and throws it back in the box, his eyes glaring down at you.

“What about this?” You hold up another box that Simon scoffs at.

“If we’re gonna do this we’re sticking to our own dicks.”

You sigh. “Then pick something.”

“Oh, I’ll pick something.” He mutters.

“You pick one for me, I pick one for you.”

Simon’s face goes red again for a moment before he sighs. “Fine.”

You both start to look through the boxes. There’s a lot of toys, most of which aren’t much use between two guys who have now sworn off dildos. You happen across a larger box that feels heavy. The price tag is almost $200, so it’s gotta be decent. Something that Simon wouldn’t normally go for, but with a little persuasion he’ll do it-- and he won’t regret it. Simon’s rummaging takes longer. He’s not the biggest fan of Negan’s little show and how invested his boss is in his sex life. He eventually finds something, two things really, that he’s actually excited to use.

The two of you close up the truck and watch as Negan sends each of his lieutenants to have their pick, the rest goes to the market. Simon and you walk back to your quarters, keeping your boxes hidden from one another. The discreet packaging makes it easy, most of the boxes have a flap on the front that cover the image and description so the box is just plain black. It certainly keeps Simon’s face from going red.

Once you close the door behind him, Simon drops the boxes on the couch and makes for his bottle of gin. You put your box on the side table and wait for him to get his first sip. He sighs and hangs his head, tired from the long day.

“We can do whatever you want.” You offer, eyes trailing over him. “We can do the toys later.”

Simon looks up at you, a twinkle in his eye. That mischievous twinkle you usually only see when he’s screwing over one of the other group’s leaders.

“Whatever…” He sets his glass down. “I…” He walks to you. “Want?” His hand goes to the side of your face. “Really?”

“You have an hour, then I’m using that toy on you.”

Simon smirks, then connects your lips in a kiss. His hand moves to the back of your neck to keep you close as he hungrily presses into you. He leads you over to the couch, blindly throwing the boxes aside and pulling you down with him.

“You know,” He takes a heavy breath. “I think I might use them now.”

He leans down to grab at the smaller box. You watch as he pulls out a pair of handcuffs, padding on the inside and everything. He raises his eyebrows and nods at you to give him your hands. You oblige, holding out your arms. He grabs you left and fastens the cuff around it before cuffing the right, he then pulls you towards him as he brings your arms over his shoulders so your hands are fastened behind his head. You’re very secured in his lap now, the hardness in his pants very clear against your ass.

“Now this, I like.” He smirks and gives you another digging kiss. “But I’m not done.”

The second box is easier to reach, it’s taller and Simon can pluck it off of the ground without disturbing your position. You lean back and allow him room to open it. This time he pulls out a genuine toy, an anal plug. It's a swirled one with a large spherical bump just before the flared ring on the end for easy removal. It’s not long enough to get at the deepest nerves inside of you, but enough to make you want Simon to replace it with his dick after enough teasing, and that is likely his goal.

He has a grin on his face as he watches your reaction, he pulls you back against him and his hand is already letting the box drop to the ground and moving behind you to tease your ass. He moves his fingers along your hole, daring to sip inside. He stops abruptly.

“You know what we forgot?” He chuckles.

You groan. “Damn it.”

Simon removes his hand as he continues to chuckle. He holds it in front of your mouth and you take each digit, one at a time, and suck until they’re well coated in spit. He returns his hand and wastes no time in plugging a finger inside. You gasp as the muscles adjust and he hooks his finger, adding another soon after. He brings his hand back to spit on it a few times before returning it to stretch you out again. Just as he’s entered a third finger the sight of him starting to suck on the plug makes a tingling start inside of you and your dick twitches as you cum in your pants.

“Oh, that’s it.” He whispers.

He rocks his fingers inside you and moves his lips to suck at your neck as you ride through your high. When he feels your dick soft against his stomach again he removes his hand so he can switch the plug over. He manages to get it past your waistband and it pokes at your stretched entrance. He gives a more gentle kiss as he pushes it inside. It muffles the moan that mixes with a scream as the toy stretches you further. The ball at the end enters you after a bit of force from Simon and you begin to lose feeling in your legs, thankful that you’re not standing.

Simon is starting to get it now. He doesn’t have to have his dick inside you or your’s in him to get off. Seeing you come undone with little effort on his part is a trip in itself. The way you’re made to cling to him because of the cuffs while your body shakes against him from pleasure makes him come close to the edge himself. He has to hold himself back from grinding into you as you try to move enough to get the plug to rub some friction inside of you. He brings you into another kiss instead. A teeth clashing kiss that allows you to move enough until you’re rutting against Simon.

He comes undone just as you did before, creating a mess in his pants. You hook the cuffs around the back of his neck to pull him closer as you readjust yourself, trying to get the plug to hit a decent spot. Simon stops you, bringing your arms away from him and pushing you back onto the couch. The impact as you fall back hits the plug deeper inside you, the ring even starting to press inside. He unfastens the cuffs and brings your arms behind you to restrict the use of your hands entirely as he cuffs you again. Your mind is still foggy from the hit of falling backwards and it takes you a moment to register the new feeling of Simon sucking you off.

His head is already bobbing by the time your body gets to focus on the sensation. He takes all of you, there’s a vague feeling of hitting the back of his throat that makes you thrust up to meet him. The thrusts make the plug move just enough to get the sensations from both sides and the feelings from straining against the cuffs behind your back make you mutter his name as you cum deep into his throat. You fall back, flat as you can as Simon sucks you dry and licks his lips when he’s done.

Your head spins and you screw your eyes shut as you try to get some amount of bearings. The feeling of the anal plug being pulled out makes you open them long enough to see Simon lining himself up. You close your eyes, wanting to savor this. Simon fucking you is always something to look forward too, but after all this build up you’ve never wanted anything more. His dick slides in easier than it ever has, even in the days when you had lube to spare. He sheaths fully into you and lets your muscles adjust around him. He hooks his arms around your legs, lifting you just enough so that when he drills into you he hits right into your prostate. You can’t help but open your eyes to watch as Simon hits his rhythm. There’s sweat on his brow and his eyes are locked in on his dick slamming into you. You only wish he’d taken off his shirt for this.

After a few minutes of Simon building up until he’s desperately fucking into you he cums again, this tiem inside of you. You make light effort to meet his sporadic thrusts as he rocks through his high. He leans forward and lays a kiss on your forehead as he pulls out. Just as he breaks the kiss you feel another, familiar pressure poking at your ass. Simon presses the plug back into you, much easier than before as it’s now aided by his own seed. You arch your back with the motion and Simon has to gently hold you in place to properly get the plug in place. He unfastens the cuffs and helps you sit up, holding your head up so he can kiss you again.

“Your turn, if you’re up for it.” He whispers.

“Did you think you were gonna get out of it if-”

“If I made you see stars?”

“It’s your turn to see stars, Simon.”

The blush spreads across his face and over his head again and as the stable feeling returns to your head you reach over to the table to grab the box you’d picked for him.

“Pants off, on the bed.”

He raises his eyebrows. “That an order?”

Your glare answers his question and he promptly does as he told with speed he wouldn’t even have for Negan. He lays comfortably on his back, twiddling his thumbs. You swirl your finger, indicating for him to lay on his stomach and obliges with a grumble. You prep him first, sitting on your hand and stretching him out as he did you, just gentler. He’s relaxed as your fingers stretch him out. As much as Simon loves a good, rough fuck, he also like when you treat him like glass and when you give him every ounce of your attention. That’s why you picked the toy you did.

You move to lay beside him so you can see his face. His eyes are closed, but he opens them to look at you. When you remove your fingers he groans and shuts his eyes again. You press the toy against him and slowly insert it inside until you know it's pressing right where it should. Simon’s fists are gripping the sheets from the stretching the toy brings. And when you turn the deceive on his mouth opens in wordless pleasure. The prostate is getting attention it never has before. You slowly up the settings as he gets used to the vibrations until it’s on the highest mode. He curls and presses into the bed as it sends him over the edge and he messes the sheets beneath him. He lets out a guttural noise as he does and his fists grip the sheets so tight that his knuckles fade into white. You turn the toy off as he begins to settle back down and you slowly pull it out.

He sighs. “What was that?”

“Prostate vibrator.”

His breathing is heavy as he tries to regain his typically threatening composure. Instead of speaking he just reaches his hand out for you to take and he squeezes.

“As soon as I can,” He takes a shaky breath. “Breathe again, you’re getting it.”

“Is that a threat?”

He sighs in response. He’s never been so spent in his life. Such a tough guy, laying helpless in his bed and seeing only stars.

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A Fuzzy Friend

Simon x Fem! Doctor! Reader

Warnings: None.

Word Count: 1.3k

“It can’t be that different.”

He had that look on his face.

It was a mischievous look that held amused undertones. His eyebrows were slightly narrowed, and he had that shit-eating grin on his face. It wasn’t a look that he expressed often, but it was one that you knew good and well. 

When he walked into the infirmary with “the look”, you know that he had done something he wasn’t supposed to do.

He had walked in around mid-afternoon. It had been a fairly slow day. The weather was nice, and the sun was shining, although it didn’t do much to offer comfort to the crisp winter air.  In your experience, better weather meant less people screwing up and around and getting hurt. Your day had been uneventful, and it was your mistake to take that for granted. 

Simon’s footsteps that were usually heavy and easily recognizable were suddenly light and ghostlike. As a matter of fact, you didn’t even notice his presence until he spoke.

“Hey, baby.” He had said to gently get your attention.

You turned from what you were doing at the counter, a smile on your face at the voice that you adored so much.

“Hi,” You smiled, but it was wiped off when you saw “the look” plastered on his expression. “What did you do?”

He had his jacket pulled around him snugly, as if he were protecting something underneath. He couldn’t help but laugh. He knew that you’d see straight through him.

“I brought a friend.” He stated, opening his jacket to reveal the inner pocket.

You stared at the inside of his jacket quizzically, wondering what he was on about. That was when you noticed a stir behind the fabric, along with a faint squeaky sound. You were surprised when a tiny fuzzy head popped out of the top of the pocket, and two dark, marble sized eyes met yours. From a distance, it was difficult to identify the creature currently occupying his pocket. 

Upon closer inspection, you knew exactly what it was.

“A squirrel?” You gawked. “A young one at that.”

“He’s a sweetheart. I was walking along the outskirts when I heard him making noise,” Simon said. “He was freezing when I picked him up. Warmed right up when I put him in my pocket.”

“Probably saved his life. He’s so little.” You gushed.

The furry friend closed his eyes when you used the tip of your pinky to pet his head (you weren’t really sure how Simon knew it was a male, and you didn’t want to know). He was calm and seemed content for the most part, so you weren’t sure why Simon was here.

It actually wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for Simon to pick up an animal and bring it for a visit. Typically, it was usually just an overly friendly critter that happened to trust him. He’d bring them in for a quick hello and then he’d take them back to where he found them. Simon was skilled when it came to animals and wildlife. He knew his plants, and he knew about the animals in the area. 

“He’s adorable, but you might need to take him back. He’s probably missing his mom.” You said. 

“Well….I think he broke his foot.” Simon gave a sheepish grin.

There was a pause. And then a realization.

“Simon, I’m a people doctor. Not a vet,” You huffed. “I don’t know anything about squirrels.”

“It can’t be that different.”

“It can be very different actually. I could hurt him more if I don’t know what I’m doing.” 

“Honey, please? You’re the best chance he’s got.” Simon begged.  

Simon knew it would haunt you if you let this squirrel go without at least attempting to help him out. A baby squirrel would never make it back up the tree with no mother and a broken bone. 

“You’ve lost your mind,” You peered at Simon. “I mean I really think you’ve gone nuts.” 

Simon started to laugh, and it took you a moment to catch on to the unintentional pun. 

“Oh, shut up,” You groaned. “Look, I’ll do what I can.”

Simon used his gentlest touch to bring the injured squirrel from the pocket of his shirt. The furry friend made a shrill of discomfort at the sudden movement, and it made it clear to you that Simon might’ve been right about the broken foot.

He just barely fit in the palm of your hand, his black button eyes staring up at you as you carried him over to the counter. His foot was about the size of the surface area of your pinky finger, so using your most careful hand was crucial. You really had no way of knowing if the foot was broken, but just by looking at it, you knew it was hurt. 

It wasn’t like you could put a cast on it. Squirrels probably couldn’t take human pain medication. There wasn’t much you could do other than stabilize the foot and keep an eye on him. Discreetly, of course, because Negan would lose his mind if he knew that his only doctor was spending her time caring for an animal. 

Simon watched as you worked, making the tiniest makeshift splint the world had ever seen. The squirrel didn’t fight back much, only making a squeal when you jostled him too much. 

“Si, I think I saw an old dog crate in one of the supply closets downstairs yesterday. Could you go see if it’s still there?” You asked nicely.

“You’re going to keep him?” He asked.

“Well, not permanently. I can’t send him back out like this at least for a few days,” You clarified. “I think the crate had a red top on it.”

“Red top. Got it.” Simon nodded, and he left to go find it.

Not surprisingly, the poor squirrel was famished. Based on what you knew about squirrels (which admittedly wasn’t much), you were pretty positive he could have small nibbles of fruits and veggies. Lucky for him, you had an apple stowed away for an afternoon snack. You didn’t mind sacrificing it. He needed it more than you did. You syringe fed him water and used your pocket knife to cut the apple into the smallest bits possible. His front hands (Paws? Legs?) were greedy with each bit that you offered him. You could barely slice fast enough for his quick hands.

“You’re looking better already,” You spoke out loud to the critter. “You’re lucky Simon found you, huh?”

The squirrel obviously didn’t answer, but his ears fluttered as if he were listening.

“I hope he didn’t come off as too harsh. He really does care,” You grinned. “He’s got a hard exterior, but he’s all heart.”

The sound of a throat clearing caught your attention, and you turned to see Simon with the red top crate in his hand and a smirk on his face.

“Found it. I think it’ll work.” Simon said.

“Thanks. I can make it cozy for him,” You said taking the crate and handing him your knife. “Can you keep feeding him until he’s done?”

“Oh, so now I’m feeding him? You might as well name him at this point.” Simon took the knife, and began cutting small pieces off of the apple.

“No, no, no. That’s how you get attached.” You remarked, locating a small towel and putting it down on the floor of the crate. 

The crate would offer a source of bedding and temporary home for him while he spent the next few days healing up. You figured he’d be ready to go back into the wild by the end of the week. When lunchtime was over for the squirrel, Simon handed him off to you to place him inside his new home. In the weirdest and unexplainable way, he looked grateful when he curled up to get some real rest. You closed the door behind him, and kept him in the corner of the room to keep a watchful eye on him while you finished out your day.

“Look at that. You could’ve been a veterinarian after all.” Simon smiled, pulling you in for a quick kiss.

“Maybe so...” You joked. “But stop bringing me animals. I only got lucky this time.”

Simon chuckled with a nod, knowing good and well this wasn’t the last time.

“Whatever you say, doc.”

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