This Fit Always Makes Me So Weak - Tumblr Posts

Simon wearing the black compression shirt and grey sweatpants combo >>>>

Now imagine he’s sitting on the couch and you slip the waistband of his sweatpants just down enough that you can access his dick. Maybe slide his shirt up a bit too so you can see his v-line perfectly.

"Buy a man a drink first, yeah?"

Simon knows what he's doing. Hell, he knows that you know what he's doing. It doesn't help that he can't be bothered to wear boxers and so you've been treated to the wonderful view of the outline of his dick.

You scoff at his joke, too focused on the task at hand to muster up a witty comeback of your own. Having had enough of him playing games for most of the day, you took matters into your own hands.

And damn if it wasn't sexy the way he reacted every time you touched his bare skin. You found out pretty early into you two's sex life that he was... sensitive in certain areas, namely his thighs and hips, and every opportunity was spent raking your nails or running the pads of your fingers along the expanse of muscle, leaving goosebumps in your wake. And there it was, Simon's little Ghost—"'Far from little, love."—standing at attention. Good.

"Maybe I will get you that drink," you pressed a kiss to the underside of his dick and smirked as it twitched against your lips, "depending on how long can you hold your cum for me."

Simon raised a brow, interest piqued.

Challenge accepted.