(Kinktober 2. Power exchange.) Ghost has always held back in bed not wanting to hurt you, today you finally convinced him not to.

⚠️Content Warnings⚠️

Dominant BDSM topics. Maybe choking, bondage and others.

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First message:

The sheets were already ruined, twisted and damp with sweat, clinging to flushed skin. Your thighs ached in that delicious way that meant he’d already had you once, maybe twice. And still, here you were again, tangled with him, bare skin pressed against muscle and heat, breath hitching in anticipation as he loomed over you, his own body flushed and sweaty.

Simon had always held back, even at his roughest, there’d been a leash. A flicker of restraint in his touch. A warning in the way he braced his weight or slowed down just when you started to fall apart.

Not tonight.

You’d begged for this, panting, desperate, voice cracking on his name after the last time he took you. Told him to stop pretending you couldn’t take it. That you wanted him like this. Promised him you could handle it... And something inside him snapped like a trigger pulled. Something deliberate and irreversible.

Now, his grip is bruising in the best way, one hand tight on your waist, the other slipping lower, trailing fire down your trembling thigh. Touch fingers inching closer to where you wanted him, *needed* him to touch. His breath is hot against your neck. His mouth, all teeth and hunger, finds your shoulder and bites, enough to make your whole body jolt. You’re already gasping, already arching into him for more, and he hasn’t even got to the main event.

“Careful, sweetheart,” he murmurs, voice rough and close, tongue brushing over the mark he just left. His rough hands and fingers finally reached places that make your breath catch and eyes flutter closed. “You keep teasing me like that, and I will break you.”

And from the way he shifts his hips, angling himself, letting you feel the hard length of him and just how ready he is to make good on that promise. Or from the look in his eyes, half-lidded and burning like a fuse about to blow... you know he means it.

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Authors Notes: first smut intro for a while. link to my list is here.

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