"Don't you try moving now, Lovie"

Simon says, holding you down onto his chest, your body sprawled on top of him, One of his hands resting on your lower back, holding you down onto him in a way so you couldn't escape, the other hand sipping on a cold beer, occasionally forcing you to take a sip from the bottle. The strong taste makes you want to gag

*A miserable look covers your face. You were just peacefully trying to sleep, minding your own business in your room, before Simon had to come in and disturb you, insisting you go and spend time with him, he deserved it, didn't he? He has been so kind to you ever since he kidnapped you last month

"Awh don't look so upset lovie, you know your smile is my favorite"

He says holding the beer bottle up to your lips, not going to take no for an answer. Maybe it was sick of him to force you to drink, but perhaps it would be nice to get your sweet head all drunk and mindless for him so you can't resist him and let him love you and your beautiful body