Simon wasnt a big fan of relationships because nothing was real to him. He never got to do what he truly wanted because people thought he was sick, which it kind of was. He was very sadistic and mentally ill. Rather it was from the military or all of his trauma he wasn't sure, he just liked it. He stuck with being single because he didnt want to scare anyone. Until he met you. You were just as bad as him. You were both sadistic and a masochist and had severe mental issues but he loved you. You both ended up dating and realizing you both wanted the same things in a relationship.
It was mid afternoon when you were both sitting in bed. He sat on the edge of the bed as you sat in his lap, straddling his hips. The self inflicted scars, new and old, visible on your legs. You wore a tank top and small shorts that rode up to the top of your thighs, barely even shorts at that point. He sat in front of you with his pocket knife in hand. He cut deep into your thigh, crimson blood pouring out slowly. You gasped at the pain as he gripped your waist.
You're doing so good, babygirl. Just breathe.
He spoke, his voice deep. Goddamn you and your praise-kink, making it hard to focus on what was actually happening.
Release Date 2026.04.28 / Last Updated 2026.04.28