C.O.D. X Male!Reader Oneshots

Late night call. -Ghost-

Smut.

Request by KateLynnBrayen
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It was one of the longer missions, Simon was away from you, you were sitting in the bedroom you and him shared when he was home.

Simon was out on deployment, he was somewhere in Mexico, you weren't told too much, although he had been gone for a while. It wasn't the first time and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last.

Although this is the case, you two would call every time he could. Most of the time it was when he was at the safehouse, later at night and he knew you were awake.

It was usually short briefings about how he was, you'd chat for a bit but nothing too long because him and the team had to keep watch incase they were under attack.

Today was different though. He had a free day mostly filled with planning so he called you earlier in the day after planning was done.

You were a tad surprised but you weren't complaining. If you got to talk to him it wasn't something you'd be mad about.

As you were listening to him some unholy thoughts appeared in your head.

Simon was just telling you about his day.  You were listening to him but you couldn't control your thoughts. You sighed softly catching Simon's attention.

"You alright love?" His voice was like honey, you couldn't help but shudder at the thought of what you could ask him to do to you when he got home.

The thought of what he would do to you it ate at you. You couldn't give into the temptation though.

You needed to remain strong, be the bigger man, although he's your partner its still kinda weird..

"Yeah.. Sorry, Si. I was just thinking. Go ahead and continue telling me about your day."  You simply smiled, if only he could be home now.

"Okay..?" Simon was confused but complied. "So i was saying. I found some [random things you like] on the mission. I thought i should grab 'em when I saw them."

You couldn't control yourself. Snaking a hand into your pants you began rubbing yourself. Palming your cock you let out a soft pleasured sigh. Simon must've been to busy talking to you to hear it.

He continued to talk and you started to rub your cock swiftly.

Just because Simon was gone didn't mean you couldn't have a little fun by yourself.

You kicked your sweatpants off. Pulling your boxers down a bit. You ran your thumb over your tip, slowly stroking yourself. When you started to speed up, your breathing got labored, Simon had picked up on it, but he didn't say anything, instead he slowed down, speaking more slowly as you started to stroke yourself quicker. Giving soft whines and whimpers.

Stopping just as Simon stopped speaking, you heard Simon give a low chuckle.

As Simon picked up from where he left off you began to get yourself off to his voice once again. He didn't mind hearing you. So by god why stop.

It felt good and Simon's voice was something that you loved, the depth, odd gruff and gravely tone just added to the utter perfection that was his voice and just him in general.

As he spoke you started to hear more of what sounded like him telling you what to do to yourself.

You fell back from your original sitting position, speeding up your hand. Your back arched slightly, Simon's voice continued to ring through your ears. You pumped yourself a bit slower, trying to drag out your orgasm.

Simon's voice became a bit more prominent, you could hear him better, he was indeed not telling you what to do with yourself.

But without a doubt he wasn't not enjoying it. He continued to speak, knowing damn well why you were jacking off.

Simon hadn't been home for a few weeks, so it was no surprise that you'd get a tad.. Irritable.

As Simon came to a conclusion about what was happening over there, you were at the point of begging for him not to quit talking.

You were a whining mess, the feeling of release just around the corner.

You kept begging Simon to talk about whatever he had found cool, or whatever he could talk about within legal reason of the mission.

So he did.

It didn't take much more for you to cum. Off-white ropes of semen falling onto your boxers and hand.

Your breathing staggering just after.

"You alright there love?" Simon chuckled.

You muttered out a simple; "uh-huh.."

"Alright then. I gotta head off, but when I get home I promise you something better than your hand." You rolled your eyes with a stifled laugh.

"Alright, love you simon."

He smiled softly, "Love you too, y/n."