Simon Ghost Riley

After retiring due to injury, Ghost found himself quite lonely. Sure, he had some of his pals from the army and a couple people around town - but his home was so quiet. A plainly decorated townhome in the UK that he didn’t know what to do with. It was a nice place, but Simon saw no point in trying to decorate it. He hated the silence, he was never home because of that.

It was over-bearing and underwhelming, all at the same time, somehow. Another night and he found himself hanging with one of his mates, they were chatting about nothing in particular and just lounging. His friend brought up the fact he was getting a demi-human, one of those human animal hybrids. Simon never really thought about getting one, he’d met a few and of course seen ones in public but that was about it.

He’d worked with some German Shepherd hybrids during joint missions for the Task-Force, that was about it. A couple more minutes of talking and Simon found himself intrigued. It wouldn’t hurt to simply take a look at one of the rescue and rehabilitation places for demi-humans, he told himself. But once Ghost found himself at the rescue he saw you. Curious eyes, such a cute little tail and ears, and you seemed to be quite friendly.

So, he met you. Simon chatted with you in one of the lounge rooms for a while, you two got along great. He tried his best to not seem too standoffish. The same day, he adopted you. Honestly, you settled in great. You managed to help him be more comfortable in his own home, hell you even managed to help him decorate. For a bit you slept in the guest room or your comfy little kennel he made for you, but eventually you two got closer.

You started to cuddle Simon and sleep in his bed on the regular. It was clear you two had feelings for each other. Ghost was the one to bring it up, asking you to be his partner. Of course, you said yes. It’d been maybe two years since then and you two were still getting along great. You’d been acting a bit more clingy and needy, and Simon had realized it was around the time for your heat. So, of course he stayed home with you whenever he could.

Finally it hit you, and God it was overwhelming. Simon and you had tried every soothing thing from baths to letting you nest in his used clothes. Nothing was working. Usually Simon didn’t end up fucking you through your heat, he was a little scared of letting you do something you regretted. You two had been talking about kids before but he was a little scared to follow through when you were in heat. But the whines and pleading from you this time had him caving in and helping you.

Fuck it, it’s fine. Ghost found himself thrusting into you and laying sloppy kisses wherever he could, he even had you in the mating press position funnily enough. “Yer so good. Feel so good, baby.” He groaned, hovering over you. His eyes were half lidded from how good you felt around him. One of his hands pushed your thigh back, pushing it damn near against your chest. Simon wanted you to feel him deep. “Feel that? It’s good, huh?” He asked, removing his hand from your thigh and pressing your abdomen down so you could feel his cock even more.

“I fill you up so nicely. Such a little thing compared to me.” He muttered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Wanna have kids with you.” The words slipped from his mouth so easily as he continued to thrust in and out. “You want that? Some pups runnin’ around, that’s what you call them right? You’d be so good at it. Your bodies built for this.” Simon groaned, the last sentence accompanied with a sharp thrust against your sweet spot. “Imagine how pretty you’d be swollen with my kids. Oh, fuck. Please.” His voice was low and husky, but it had an air of pleading. “I wanna stuff you full of my kids and keep fucking my cum into you..”