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Velvet Green | Simon Walker

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Fandom: Hollyoaks.

Summary:

Moving back to Ireland after Lynsey's death, you bump into Walker, who loves messing with you even right in front of your older brother, Brendan..

TW: Voyeurism, Blow Jobs, Cheating, Dirty Talk, Dubious Consent , Incest, mention of religion.

Pairing: Simon Walker x Female Reader.

Word Count: 2,053 Words

"Come on, you can take it; I know you're no amateur", Walker smirks as he looks down at your lips, gagging around his cock.

It had been so long—almost a year since you last saw him—that your life had completely changed. You had to leave Hollyoaks if you wanted to survive; everyone seemed to end up dead there, and Lynsey was the last straw, so you packed up your backs and moved back to Ireland with your Sister Cheryl. For the most part, the move had gone smoothly until you bumped up to Walker in a bar. You had done a double take, not expecting to see him at all. At first, you thought you were dreaming or maybe spiked. Perhaps it was only until he grabbed you, pulling you into a firm kiss, that you realised he was real.

Walker shoves his hands onto your head, forcing you up and down on his cock. Part of you wants to slap the smirk off his face as he continues to thrust, increasing the tension with every pull of your hair. His cum dribbled down onto your chin as you pulled back with a 'pop' sound. He looked almost pleased as he wiped it away with his thumb from your chin. Forcing you up onto your knees, he then shoved you onto the bed. Stumbling back, you grabbed onto the headboard to brace yourself as Walker pulled down the rest of his jeans, exposing his dripping cock, still stained with your drool and saliva.

"God, how much I've missed this pussy”, Walker grins as he spreads you wide, already entering a finger inside you. Luckily, you are wet already, as always. Your underwear is practically drenched as he moves his fingers around it in your clit.

The moan you make is embarrassing, almost a whine. It had been so long since you had Walker inside you, even just a finger alone.

"You've been keeping yourself prepared for me, I bet? Like a good Catholic girl," He smirks.

At that comment, he now adds a second finger inside one that makes you shiver as he glides it up and down in your slick. You could come just like this, you think as you arch your back to give him access. As your hands grip the bed, they play with the light lavender fabric of your panties. You're determined to break them so you can at least feel the ghosting of his throbbing cock.

"Please…" You beg

You know he's not giving in yet.

"Come on, little one, I know you can take another. Don't you want to be good for Daddy?” He knows you've been waiting so long for this.

He grins, your eyes land on his tongue as Walker takes one finger out of your clit. How you long to have his mouth sucking against your pussy, but instead, he inspects his fingers dripping with your cum and shoves it into his mouth and swallows.

"Fucking gorgeous, you taste just as good as I remember," He praises

He seems to know what you want, you whine, your gaze never leaving him as he scoots to the bottom of the bed so his face is buried between your legs. And, of course, Walker doesn't give you what you want as he ignores the aching of your clenching walls instead of biting down hard on the inside of your thighs. You whine in frustration as you dig your hands into his hair, trying to inch him closer.

"Ah ah bad girls don't get rewards" He warns

He teases you even more, his tongue running up your leg even further until he stops at your toes and stops at your ankles, which makes your legs vibrate.

"I kept thinking about you when I was with her - My Wife" He grins.

A smirk grows across your face, and you can't help it. It feels almost powerful to know that while he was fucking his Wife, the Mother of his children, he was thinking of you the entire time. It definitely stroked your ego precisely what he wanted.

He still wears his ring in bed, but you don't mind its presence. It's a constant reminder that she's almost with the two of you in bed together. That thought turns you on even more, especially when it is drenched in your own cum, a little parting gift. You whimper as he digs another digit inside you, this time rougher than the first. Now you can feel the metal of his golden wedding band hitting against your clit, which creates an entirely new sensation adding even more pressure. Before you knew it, you were a quivering mess below him. Walker inched closer, pulling your legs apart with his cold hands.

"Don't hide from me, beautiful" He says as your legs shake.

Finally, he gives you what you want, even with the teasing.

He traced delicate patterns against your clit. You vibrated with each flick of his tongue as he moved faster and faster, like he was craving and dying to have you. Your eyes roll at the back of your head as he hits the spot. You get lost in your pleasure as his tongue rotates around your swollen bud, bringing you the ecstasy you've so badly craved.

"I think you've waited long enough," Walker growls as he presses his hands on the bed inches away from your head, lining his cock into your throbbing wet cunt.

It's easy for him to get his hands going straight to your waist, nails digging into your skin as he begins thrusting and pounding into you. You bounce against the bed, the headboard creaking, and you can feel the metal of the mattress below you jittering, making your heart thump as he quickened his pace. He's so deep inside you that you can feel Walker's cock in the pit of your stomach, and as you look down, you swear you can see it thrusting inside of you. Your whimper is embarrassing even so that Walker reaches his hand out and places it over your mouth.

"God, you're so fucking desperate and pathetic", He taunts, which only makes you cum more.

You wonder how long you can last, probably not long. You had missed Walker so much, but you knew this wouldn't be the last time you would succumb to him.

"Don't give in yet", Walker growls, his lips pressed against your neck. You see him eyeing your skin like he's desperate to leave a huge mark, a hickey so that everyone would see and so that Brendan would know that you were back with him again.

You sigh, but it comes out more like a moan as Walker arches his back into you, distracting you from your thoughts about your brother. He must have known as he pressed his mouth around your neck, biting down hard. It's painful, but you're used to his violent hickeys at this point.

The thrusting of his cock was more unbearable than his bite; it was like you were out of practice as your walls clenched around him.

"So tight" Walker panted as sweat trickled down his forehead, his panting increasing. You had always forgotten how intense his stamina was. He could go for hours and hours even.

He's about to warn you that he's going to cum, but something stops him. A knock.

"What the fuc-" He sneers

You bite his hand, and he lets go, yelping in pain.

"It's Brendan," you tell him urgently.

"Shit, shit," he pants as he tries to come down from his release without spilling all over the bed, but his cum leaks onto the velvet green bed sheets everywhere.

"Hide," you instruct him quickly as you pull down your clothes and conceal your hickey with your long hair.

"Where?" Walker questions.

You run out of options; his cock is leaking too much cum to hide under the bed or in the closet; instead, you decide to shove him under the covers. It's the best you can do for now as Brendan enters, completely oblivious.

"Hey, Sis," he greets.

You whimper, knowing that Walker is below you under the covers. He had complete power to control you like a marionette, to embarrass you and degrade yourself right in front of your older brother.

"What did you want to see me about?" you ask curiously. You could feel Walker's laughter muffled against your thigh. He was clearly taking advantage of this as his teeth grazed against your vibrating skin.

"What? Can I not see My Sister?" He complains.

You shake your head. "Of course not. It's just that… it's been a lot since Lynsey," you say. You don't know why those words came out of your mouth, but they were.

"I know…" He sighs.

And now you feel bad for bringing her up. Lynsey was like an Aunt or a Sister. You were all so close that you considered her family at this point. Now that she was gone, there was a huge gaping hole left that couldn't be replaced.

"How have you been doing? Since everything?" You ask Brendan, fearing Walker had been too quiet under the covers.

"I haven't been doing well…" He admits, "I've been drinking."

And it's at that moment that Walker decides to get up to mischief. He decides to circle his tongue around your wet, throbbing clit. The wetness seemed never-ending as he sucked and sucked against your skin, making you groan.

"Is everything okay?" Brendan asks.

You almost whimper out his name: Walker. With Brendan's eyes lingering on you, it took everything in your power to hold your tongue.

"I'm fine," You tell him, but Brendan doesn't seem to believe it.

"Really? I don't think you've been the same since she's…died. You've been acting differently; you've been studying so much you never come out of your room," he remarks.

You give him a shrug. "I don't know… I just want to do better and have another chance."

"At what?" He asks.

Just as you are about to tell him, Walker decides to continue playing his game. This time, he adds a finger, the one with his wedding ring. You feel an intense shock of cold against the sensitive spot of your skin. You can feel yourself turning red right in front of Brendan, who gives you a puzzled look in return as your breathing grows and hitches.

"I don't buy it," Brendan tells you plainly. "You're trying to use all that to cope, right? I guess I'm glad it's not drugs or… Walker."

You give him a frown, and at that, Walker picks up the pace as he pumps his finger. You brace yourself for an orgasm as your hand reaches for the nightstand beside your bed, clutching it while also aware of your brother's gaze.

"Darling, are you sure you're alright?" Brendan asks. He must know by now that something is going on.

"I'm fine," you stutter.

You can feel Walker groaning and chuckling against your skin as he bites down, clearly enjoying every second while Brendan is entirely oblivious, at least for the most part he is.

"If you need anything, I'm here," Brendan says as he removes your hand from the nightstand and holds it tightly before kissing your knuckles.

You nod as you squirm, but all you can focus on is the dampness spreading beneath you as Walker wriggles under the bed sheets, his tongue exploring every crevice of your clit. The sensation is almost overwhelming, heightened by Brendan's silent presence as he attempts to collect his thoughts.

You know Lynsey was always a soft spot for him, and Walker's boldness only adds to the tension. If Brendan knew that Walker was right under the covers at this very moment, he would be livid.

Still, deep down, you suspect he'd also find a strange satisfaction in it. With a sigh of relief, Brendan finally gets up and exits the room. You wait a while after he leaves before you dare to remove the covers, revealing Walker's messy and unkempt hair as he stares up at you with an irresistible grin.

“I hate you,” you mutter, rolling your eyes.

Walker licks your essence from his hand. “Are you sure about that?” he asks, tilting his head.

“Very,” you tell him firmly.

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