Dizzy - Blog Posts
Light Flickering
Light flickering
Reminds me of where I live
It’s annoying
But that’s just how it is
It makes it feel like more of a horror movie
And I know that there are monsters under the bed
I consider it camping
Yet it’s just life
It will carry on even if I can’t see the stars,
Swirling in time
Above my head,
A universe that I cannot touch
My mind
Is a strobe light
And I feel a bit dizzy
It’s a bit too much to take in, again
My heart is light with carbon dioxide
The candle a flickerin within
And I'm scared that
I can smell the smoke of the future
Ghost and reader car sex... 😮💨🥴
i used to have a mini cooper and for some reason when i seen this my mind went to fucking him in that tin can of a car lmaoooo someone shut me upppp
but anyway it happens nearly every time you pick him up from the airport, it’s like a routine. his cock twitches just at the sight of your text message popping up, telling him you’re outside waiting. it’s always about ten minutes in to the drive, his hand grips onto your thigh, mouth-dryingly close to your groin, and without a word he’s nodding towards a small dirt track — one of the many locations he mentally notes as another place to take you to and ruin you. it’s never even seconds after the engine is switched off and he’s unbuckling your seatbelt, sucked onto your neck like a silly man starved, hurling your legs over his and showing you just how much he missed you.
and let’s not even talk about that after date night car sex. where it’s unexpected, yet influenced by the tension that’s been built between you through the night. he can barely keep his hands off, groping and grabbing any bit of skin he can, whilst he’s still trying to focus on getting you both home alive. if you’re wearing a skirt or a dress, something with easy access to your cunt, he’s shoving your thighs apart, the pads of his fingers rubbing circles over your clit. his other hand gripped so tightly around the wheel, you swear his knuckles might break through the skin. but it doesn’t stop him from slipping a finger or two in you, and then proceeding to suck them clean when he pulls his car off the road, exits the drivers side and runs to yours. before you’re even fully out, the rear door is open and waiting, and he guides you to where he wants — bent over. face squashed against the leather seats, your bare ass exposed to elements, and then simon just falls to his knees and devours you.