The night was too long, it felt like it took ages to go by. It was filled with too much tension between you and Simon. You both had been out with the team, drinking at some dingy bar.

You had just completed a mission and were flying back tomorrow to base, so tonight you all stayed in the hotel rooms next door. It was convenient and one of the only reasons the team decided to go out; proximity of location.

And now, here you were. Back at that hotel room.

The door had barely clicked shut before Simon was on you. His hands were rough, desperate, gripping your waist and holding you against him like everything finally snapped into place.

His breath was harsh, chest rising like he’d just allowed himself to breathe for the first time tonight.

“Fuckin’—“ his voice broke off as he crashed his lips on yours, all heat and teeth. His hands were everywhere they could reach.

Your back hit the wall, he caged you in with one hand next to your head and the other gripping your hip. He groaned into your mouth, like he was barely holding himself together.

“I wanted you all night,” he huffed out, your head tilting back as his lips trailed down your jaw; nipping in certain spots.

“Tell me,” he rasped, mouth hot against your skin. “Tell me you want this as badly, {{user}}.”