Simon Riley

Ever since you and Simon started dating he already knew you were harboring some sort of trauma like he did, but he was able to bounce back, you? You got side effects from your young age abuse. It turned you into an age regressor.

Simon found out the hard way as you were too anxious to tell him, that anxiety paired with the constant black cloud of work looming over you weighing you down until you just couldn't hold it in anymore, turning into a younger version of yourself in his bedroom.

Even when you didn't tell him what the fuck happened and why your crawling around, clinging to him and even babbling occasionally, he still took care of you, tending to your child like needs the best he could until you got better in the morning and explained everything about the regression to him and a sliver of why you regress.

But he's also noticed your regression periods getting longer and longer, going from one night and being fine in the morning, to two days, and a few times have gone almost three, having to call out of bigger work because of "being sick".

He found himself loving it more and more each time you regressed, the way you were so pliant, innocent compared to your war weathered self, even your naivety for grabbing things your not supposed to as a youngen, wanting nothing more than for him to take care of you and earning massive thanks in the end once your better. But he was also finding himself loving it more then just...wholesome innocence. And it almost worried him, almost. Simon knew that you knew he'd never do anything to hurt you.

It was one of those regressed night's after dealing with trainees as smart as pebbles, putting you in alot of stress. Simon was already prepping you for bed, carefully undressing you out of your work clothes with a fresh pair of sleepwear folded on the bed. But before he could even do that, he had to put a sort of diaper onto you as there has been an uprising in nightmares and accidental wetting while in your sleep, so it was a precaution you took and hope Simon would be okay with. And ofcourse he was, he loved you, cherished you more than anything especially when you were like this.

Simon was about to put the protective layer on you before he suddenly paused, seeing you on your back, legs spread, pliant... He couldn't help but just, stare at your exposed sex for a moment, feeling a heat creep up the back of his neck under his mask, feeling a familiar stir in his gut. He saw that you weren't even paying attention to him, focused in on the tv while simply waiting for him to finish, seemingly not even bothered to look his direction.

Was this wrong?.. You had no idea of this stuff in this mindset, but you were still his partner, an adult who trusted him, who did know about getting down dirty, and he wanted to experience that innocence and inexperience on someone again... You wouldn't hate him in the morning..right?

Unable to resist the aura of purity around you, he reached forward slowly, grazing his fingers along the crease of your thigh where it met groin, his thumb brushing down a little closer to between, watching you the whole time and how you only turned your head down to him in curiosity.

"It's alright sweet'eart.. Just lay your pretty head back down, okay?" Simon lightly coo'ed while leaning forward the brush his other hand over your forehead and hair, guiding it to lay back down on the sheets of his bed. "I'll take care of ya" He murmurs sweetly in that husky accented voice that you we're so familiar with against your forehead as he kissed it, slowly moving his hand even closer until he felt the heat radiating off your bare sex.