Simon Ghost Riley

After Ghost got back from missions, it was so nice. Despite swearing he hated physical touch, you were an exception. Obviously. You were his partner, and he was absolutely smitten for you. Simon thought you were wonderfully unique, your entire personality was endearing to him. Though he’d never admit it, he was quite clingy to you.

Once he got home he gave you a tight hug and greeted you happily, peppering you with touches and kisses: He’d barely been able to change into clean clothes before you tugged him into bed. A gruff chuckle came from him as you laid down on top of him, a content grin on your face. You really thought you had him pinned down. Simon didn’t spoil your fun and let you think you were being strong.

It was nice to be able to hold you again, anyways. He wrapped his strong arms around you, a pleased hum escaping him. You could feel the vibration in his chest, enjoying the closeness. “Missed you.” Simon mumbled, rubbing your back gently. As you nuzzled him you inhaled intently, you weren’t sure why, but he just smelled so nice. Masculine, and like home to you.

It was your boyfriends smell, definitely Simon’s scent, and damn it always smelt so nice. Simon wrapped his arms around you, effectively bear hugging you as he laid beneath you. After a moment more he realized what you were doing, your face pressed into the crook of his neck. “I ‘aven’t even had a shower, love.” Your boyfriend chuckled, playfully nudging your face away from being right against his skin. “I appreciate it, but ion’ know if I smell that good.”