Work Text:
Simpbur writing on his dairy :
I was alone, wanting for my friends in a coffee shop when i first saw you, you asked me if i wanted to drink anything, i didn’t respond i was to stunk by your beauty, after some seconds of staring at you without saying anything you leave…
since this day i can’t stop thinking about you, i also did my research on you, you seems like a mysterious person i wanna to know more, your name is y/n, you are close to my age, which is nice, you live 5 minutes away from the coffee shop you work at, you been working there for less than 5 months, it was also your first job, and you were amazing had it.
multiple i come to the coffee just sitting, looking at you, still unable to talk every time you ask me my order, i train myself in front of my mirror, in front pictures of you, in front a fake doll of you, nothing help me i was still unable to talk. you were so powerful i was nothing against you, you could break me in half, thinking about you dominating me, punching me and telling how much i suck was so arousing to me.
multiple i found myself jerking off thinking about this situation, and any situation involving you in it, every time i am thinking of you my member just get terribly hard, look what you are doing to me, you could control me, manipulate me without a problem. god why don’t you realize how much i love you and how much we should just be together, no one else, just me and you. you don’t need anyone else, if you had me you will realize how much family and friends means nothing when love exist.
tomorrow i am planning on giving you a note with my number write on it, if i can’t talk to you directly maybe my messages that would be easier. i am still thinking on what i should write on the note, should i be direct : "let’s just love each other forever, you don’t need anybody, you need me and i terribly need you. please love me, i am just excuse for that [my number]" or a more mysterious : "i think you are really pretty, [my number]" one is what i really want to tell you the other is what i should tell you.
i gave you the note today, and gave me a weird look when i gave it to you, it was so hot, your eyes, looking at me, looking at how disgusting i was, how much i deserve to be punch from how disgusting my thought about you are. i was also able to smell your hair, i had to go home faster just because i couldn’t contain myself, you make me feel miserable…
3th person POV :
Simpbur close his dairy, close his eyes trying to remember your smell while imagining you dominating him, putting your hands around his neck making him unable to breath, spitting on his dirty face. he could feel his pant getting tighter, he take off his pant touching himself through his underwear. just this made him whining, as he continue to day dream and pull his underwear off.
he put his hand, tight, trying to recreate what he would feel if he was inside of you, "ho p- pleas- y/n-" he bit his lips trying to let out a moan, his breath was to get heavy, i put his thumb in his mouth and bite on it to make him feel some kind of pain. as he continues to make some up and down with his hand, he bite his thumb with more strength, slowly simpbur realize a taste of blood in his mouth, what a whore he was that make him go faster, a few moans start to get out his mouth before he feel the pleasure getting more and more difficult to contain, his mouth let out a moan while his dick let out cum.