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[joostcafe]

Are you still writing?!?

hiiii i took a break from writing due to my busy schedule :( but i’m working on something a little different than usual rn! hopefully it will be out soon!! i’m still planning to continue writing for until dawn! so please submit anything you wanna see !!

[joostcafe]

fuck fuck fuck the princess bride being my favorite movie ??? this is literally insane i can’t.

As You Wish

Another request! Trying to keep up writing while doing school work, but this is the best I can do at the moment, lol. I have to say, this one does contain spoilers for one of my favourite movies The Princess Bride. Basically, you and Chris watch it together. Anyway, hope you like this.

Word count: 2,5k (unedited)

im evil and wanna give you this prompt real bad wether you write it or NOT Chris and reader- bonding over loving princess bride and watching it together. Flirting the whole time like "lol that's so us" "i know right.." leading to.. "as you wish" being said right before he absolutely RAVISHES THE SHIT OUT OF YOUUU -@brwnbnny

I grab the bowl, putting the popcorn in it while Chris gets the glasses. He puts the ice cubes in them, before taking the bottle as well and moving everything to the living room. I finish up before following him. He’s already sitting down on the couch, clicking on the controller to find the movie. I walk up to him, putting the snacks on the table. 

“So, have you seen it before?” I ask, sitting down beside him. 

“I actually have” he smiles, looking over at me. I give him a surprised look, after all, he doesn’t strike me as the type to have seen these types of films. 

“You’ve actually seen The Princess Bride?”

He lets out a small laugh, shaking his head a bit before meeting my confused gaze. 

“I have, hard to believe?” 

“A little. When did you see it?”

“Long time ago, come on, lets just watch” He smiles, leaning back, hand laid on the back of the couch, arm crooked open for me. I shrug, letting it go. We could talk about that later. I lean back, head nuzzled against his shoulder, legs plaid over him. 

He starts the movie, and since it’s not the first time watching for either of us, we keep talking during it. I watched intently in the start, loving the “As you wish”-parts, but eventually, his babbling won me over, making me join in on the discussion. 

“She’s literally treating him like horseshit” He says, taking another bite of the popcorn. I roll my eyes at him. 

“Character development, Chris” 

“She falls in love with him because he does everything she asks without complaint” 

“And you don’t?”

“No, I- ohhh…” 

“That’s what I thought” I laugh, kissing his cheek. He shakes his head, hand going to my neck, pulling me in for a real kiss. We don’t pause the movie, and when he pulls away, he looks me up and down, breath hot and heavy. 

“You love me because of more than that though?” he whispers, a small smirk playing on the edge of his mouth. I smile, biting my lip. 

“You know I do, Handsome” 

We continue watching, after several times having told him that nothing will happen until the movie is done. Of course he talks during the fight scenes, especially when they’re fencing. 

“Oh, imagine me with a sword!” he exclaims. 

“And now, imagine me with it” I smile, looking over at him. 

“That’s hot, but honestly, I don’t think you would’ve managed to lift it” 

I punch him in the arm, making him act jokingly offended and hurt. I shake my head before turning back to the screen again. The man in black is at the last test, picking which cup to drink from. 

“I actually don’t remember how he did this” Chris admits, leaning back and watching curiously. I keep shifting my gaze between him and the screen, watching his reactions. 

“Oh my god, can this guy just pick already?” He asks impatiently, sighing. I shake my head, putting my hand on his thigh, knowing he’ll soon remember the answer to the test. 

“Ohhhh, they were both poison…” 

Finally, the guy has gotten to the princess, and I take hold of Chris’s hand, knowing what’s to come. As the character bicker, I look over at him, his mouth finally shut while he watches the screen intently, fully entranced with their fight. 

“It’s him! Come on!” He yells, of course remembering the twist. 

“And she throws herself down after him? Oh my god…” 

“It’s romantic!” I argue. 

“It’s insane” 

“I would throw myself down a hill for you” I smile, and his demeanour instantly changes. 

“Oh really?”

“Yes, really” I laugh, leaning over, a playful smirk on my lips. His hand goes to my waist, pulling me closer. My breathing gets heavier, but he interrupts my protest to watch the movie. 

“Or maybe I could throw you somewhere else…” He whispers, lips ghosting over mine, his hot breath on my chin. I lean forward, kissing him quickly before pulling away. 

“You know, we never do pay attention to the movies we watch together” 

“Yeah, it’s a lost cause” He smiles, leaning over me, grabbing my thigh. My finger goes to his mouth, signalling for him to stop. 

“But this is the exception, because I love this movie” I state. His mouth opens, capturing my finger between his teeth, tongue making contact with it. 

“Christopher!” 

“Okay, okay! We’ll finish the movie” 

I laugh as we sit back up again, easily noticing the bulge in his pants and the small flush on his cheeks. Oh god, he’s adorable like that. I bite my lip, making sure not to rile him up more, knowing he’s not going to be able to contain himself. 

“We’re not going to survive!”  “Nonsense, you’re only saying that because no one ever has”

I look over at Chris, but his head is already turned to me, knowing what I’m about to say. 

“You know… That’s something you would say”

“I probably would”

“And the best part is that you wouldn’t mean it in a funny way, you would actually mean it” 

“Well, technically the odds are against surviving, but if no one has, then the chance is higher that you would. Let’s compare this to gambling..”

“Here we go” I sigh, putting the movie on pause to let him explain his theory. 

After he’s done, we continue watching, with the occasional input of “that's so us” or “that's something you would do/say”. I lay myself on top of him, nuzzling into his neck, the popcorn on his lap. As the princess comes on screen again, wearing a long light blue medieval dress, I point. 

“That’s my favorite outfit in the movie” I whisper, hand lowering into the bowl, taking a few pieces of popcorn. He hums, studying the outfit. 

“It’s pretty, you would look great in that” 

I let out a small laugh, turning my head to look up at him. 

“Are you saying you want to see me in medieval wear?”

“Haven’t you talked about seeing me as a knight before? This is the same” He defends. I force my attention back to the movie, now imagining him in armour. Fuck, this couch is going to get water damage if I keep thinking of him like that. 

We both watch intently as the princess about to kill herself, a dagger to her chest. And then, Westley interrupts her. 

“There’s a shortage of perfect breasts in the world, it’d be a pity to damage yours” 

I bite my lips to stop myself from bursting out laughing, the heartfelt moment when she realises she’s alive goes right over both of our heads. 

“That is something I would say” Chris admits, and I give him a small nudge. I look up, seeing his gaze is down on my chest. I grab his chin, tilting his face up. 

“Eyes up here” 

“Those are pretty too, but that wasn’t what I was admiring right now”

I shake my head again, leaning against him as his arm tightens around me. He doesn’t even try being subtle about looking anymore. I can’t even remember every time the others have caught him before I have, on group functions. 

The movie finally finishes. Over an hour of flirting and built up tension is released as the end credits roll, and he immediately pushes me down on the couch, body pressed firmly into mine. 

“Chris!” 

“Oh, I have waited long enough” he whispers, voice low, tone scarily firm as his hands wander over me. His fingers pay with the hem of my top, hooking then slowly moving underneath it. I already feel my body heat up, remembering all our talking and banter. He wants this so bad, and he’s been waiting for hours. So have I, panties soaked. His knee goes between my legs, letting me grind down on him. 

“Tell me, tell me what you want” he whispers against my neck, leaving soft, needy kisses from my jaw to my collar. 

“Take me… right now” 

“As you wish…”

“You don’t know what that does to me…” I whisper, arms going around his neck to pull him closer. His hand makes its way down under the hem of my pants and panties, feeling my soaked folds with his fingers. 

“Oh, I think I know” he smirks, closing the distance and meeting our lips. He dips his fingers into me, causing a loud moan to erupt from my chest. He uses the opportunity to put his tongue in my mouth, exploring every corner, and swallowing every single whimper. His thumb goes to my clit, rubbing soft circles, not too hard, but so soft that I push myself into him, craving more. 

“You’re desperate” He chuckles, noses brushing against each other. 

“For you? Of course I am” 

He lets out a low groan from my honest reply, the words sinking in, making him realise that the teasing would have to end. I know he wants me badly, we both do, so he might as well just give in. The fingers inside me hurriedly move out, making me feel empty and needy. 

Luckily for me, he doesn’t waste time, pulling off his shirt in a swift motion before working on me. I help him, sitting up as he drags my top over my head, revealing my chest. 

“You were not wearing a bra this entire time?” 

“No” 

“And you didn’t tell me?” He smiles, leaning over me again, groping one of my breasts harshly, taking me by surprise. 

“Fuck, Chris! Y-you seemed like you were already struggling through the whole movie” I whimper, throwing my head back on the couch. My legs go around his torso, pulling his pelvis into mine, our pants still in the way. 

“How considerate of you… Now, let me return the good deed” 

He sits up again, both hands going to my hips, grabbing the hem of my pants before dragging them off and throwing the piece on the floor. Body leaning down over mine again, he takes in the sight of my soaked underwear, hands caressing my inner thighs. Fingers slowly moving upwards in an almost ghostly manner, making a cold shiver run down my spine as I let out a needy sigh. He grabs my panties, and I suddenly hear a ripping sound, followed by the cold air hitting my wet heat. I look down, shocked. 

“You did NOT just rip my panties off?”

“Shut up, I’ll buy you new ones” He breathes out, seeming like he’s in a completely different headspace. 

“And judging by your reaction…” He moves his fingers over my folds again, throbbing with need. “... I just turned you on even more”

His tone is dark and husky, completely unlike his usual manner. Voice coming from the depth of his chest as he breathes heavily, as if even talking feels difficult. Without warning, he leans down, lips and tongue meeting my heat, pleasure running through me from every little touch. My thighs automatically try to close in on him, but he holds them apart with ease, groping my skin till it turns red. I don't even notice the pain of it, too obsessed with the mixed feelings coming from my whole body. 

My core builds up easily, considering he knows my body like he knows himself. Just too much. My legs give out, shaking as I finish on his lips. I try to steady my breathing, but he doesn't give me time. I didn't even notice him taking his sweatpants off. Instead of waiting, he uses the opportunity to coat himself in my juices, slowly pushing into me. 

We both give out loud moans, and he throws his head back, holding onto his base as he little by little goes deeper. Once he’s all inside, he leans over me again, brushing some strands of hair off my face before kissing me. I let him in, again trapping him with my legs around his torso, pushing him as deep as he can manage, making him hit my cervix. I gasp, the small pain being overrun by the pleasure of him on and in me. My arms go around his shoulders and neck, and he bends down his upper body, pressing us together and kissing my neck as he starts moving. 

“Fuck… you know to make me a mess” he growles, biting the skin on my jaw. 

“C-Chris…”

“Mmm, I love hearing my name like that” he whispers, his breath hot against me. I can already feel him getting hotter and sweatier, pounding into me while steadily upping his speed, almost making the whole couch move with him. 

My fingers run down his back, nails grazing his skin as I meet his lips with mine. I open my mouth, letting him in as I do the same, exploring him inside, dancing around each other. My hips buckle into him, back arched while he gropes my breast, the other hand going to hold himself up. His muscles flex as he does, making me want him even more. Blonde hair resting on his forehead, almost sticking to his skin. I bite down on his lip, making a needy moan escape him. 

He goes faster, leaning up and gripping my hips to push himself as deep as he can. His hands leave red imprints on me, matching the blue and purple suction marks and red bites. I moan with every single push. The roughness is getting to me, every pound making him hit my cervix, making me cry out in pleasure and pain. I don’t tell him to stop, I want him to do this, to take me. 

“I’m gonna…” He whimpers, unable to finish the sentence. I understand him, nodding my head as I try to keep breathing, head dizzy and body sore, but still activated from the ecstasy running through me. His thumb goes to my clit, and I grind my hips down on his finger and cock, craving the extra stimulation like I’ve never done before. 

He pushes into me one last time, thumb still rubbing my clit as we come at the same time, riding each other out. We both cry out, loud moans sharp before the deafening silence filled with our breaths. He lays on top of me, head on my chest as I wrap my hands around him, bodies sticking together from the workout. 

“So, I guess quoting your favorite movie really gets you going, huh?” He chuckles, tilting his head to look up at me. I shake my head in response, brain foggy and vision blurry. 

“Well, then you’ve got another trick up your sleeve then” I smile, ruffling his hair. He only laughs in response, grabbing my hand by my wrist and leaning over me again. He captures my lips on his, this time filled with care and comfort, the softness of it making me sigh. As our bodies slow down, the air feels colder. 

“Let's take a shower?” I offer, already getting up. 

“As you wish”

[joostcafe]

Chris Hartley x fem!reader

Chris overstimulating you while eating you out but like also being so gentle <3

imagine him sloppily eating you out after a long day. Going in slow and kissing your thighs every so often. This going on for hours btw, like right as you’re close he’s carefully moving up to kiss you, softly roaming his hands over your body. Watching his eyebrows furrow at your tender expression when he starts rubbing circles on your clit.

god he’s vocal as well, moaning sooo much as you clench his biceps, with his glasses all foggy too.

when he goes down on you again he’s more desperate. Lapping up your wet pussy like it’s his last fucking meal. Opening your legs up, spreading your folds and groaning when you start to shake.

“P-Pleasee I can’t— gonna cum.” You say.

aaand he stops, humming as he hears your breath waiver and as you whine.

“m’sorry baby, just relax for me.” He says, kissing your forehead.

you take a moment to breathe and notice his bare chest, how the soft blue light of dawn shines through the window and onto his body. His smile as he roams his large hands throughout your body.

not long before he’s back to planting soft kisses on your pussy. Making your head spin, while grabbing onto his messy blonde hair. He just can’t get enough.

he’s slipping his tongue in and out, grunting his words out, “s’good for me.”

“taste so good.”

“need you to cum all over my mouth.”

and you’re coming— screaming. As he sucking it all up, looking at you while he does it. Watching you squirm.

He doesn’t stop, blocking you from closing your legs and keeping you steady. Grabbing onto your hand as you chase your second orgasm almost immediately. You’ve definitely woken up your neighbors.

Chris pulls away, his chin glistening with your cum. He tells you to breathe before he’s rubbing your clit again. Making you yelp as a few tears escape your eyes.

He makes you cum another three times before having to physically stop himself and lay beside you.

You can’t even move, feeling his lips on your forehead. You close your eyes, and stay there for a moment. You feel the bed sink a little as he crawled into bed, moving you to his chest.

Running his fingers over your hair as you fall asleep.

ovulating srry… but also i’ve had no motivation :( i hope to write more and what’s in my requests soon!

[joostcafe]

hi sorry hello what ohmygod,,, his build…..i’m screaming ohmygod

[joostcafe]

hi guys sorry for not posting, i just got a drum set and i’ve been practicing too much! i’m starting requests first tho! stay tuned!!! :)

[joostcafe]

B..beefy Chris with a plus!reader..

beefy chris who has a grip on his soft partner 24/7

REQUEST: chris hartley x plus!fem!reader

fuuuuck me… it’s too late i’m going crazy.

warnings: MDNI 18+ | oral, smut.

I will never stop spreading my beefy chris agenda. He’s all muscle down there!!! fuck just imagine chris’ sleeper build. And you know he loves big women, like he would be head over heels.

Always grabbing your thighs when he’s horny but also especially your ass. The first time being when you fucked and you had to beg him to slap it. (he’s never really done that before and he’s scared he’d hurt you) But when he does… he’s just like..

“Oh, oh fuck y-yeah that’s— oh baby you’re so fucking pretty.”

He also loves your tits. How his big hands grip them and the fact that they’re so big he has a quarter of them in his mouth when he’s fucking you.

He loves how fucking soft you are, pressed against him. The sounds of you bouncing on his cock are so loud it turns him on bad.

Beefy chris who roughly lifts you up and down to pound into you. Who loves eating your chubby pussy and begs for you to sit on his face. Who leaves red marks all over your big thighs because he fucking loves gripping onto them as he does it.

this is so short sorry i need to go to bed and i have work and who am i to gate keep this from y’all for another couple days???? xoxo

[joostcafe]

thinking about chris’ arms and how they would look wrapped around me!!!!! #latenightthoughts

[joostcafe]

Thoughts on Stereotypical Nerd x Alt!reader where Chris acts all head over heels and does whatever reader wants around everyone else but Chris is the one who actually dominates reader and has reader under hhis thumb 😵‍💫😇🫶

Your needy work on chris have my head spinninnggggg

REQUEST: chris hartley x fem!reader

i have maaany thoughts about this..chris face fucking you for being a brat…oh god yes.

(but also him being kind of a nice dom, just trust me)

18+ MDNI !!!!! warnings: oral, dom!chris

Everyone knows you have Chris wrapped around your finger. I mean he’s a gentleman, he’s always so gentle with you. He loves treating you right, giving you his full attention no matter what. Even if you’re know to be playfully rude he’s still giving you those pretty eyes.

like fuuuck imagine you both are out with the group and you all are playing a board game or something and they’re teasing him because you’re winning. You’re playing along and clinging onto him a little too much. Grabbing his thigh under the table as his face turns hot. When you look down he’s so hard and giving you that look ( i’m gonna fuck you senseless tonight )

He’s so mad lol, that man has plans of not let you sleep.

The car ride home is silent but his hand never leaves yours ( he’s a gentleman i’m telling you )

The moment you walk into your place he’s picking you up quick. He’s barging into your room and tossing you onto the bed.

“Take off your clothes.” He says before unbuttoning his pants.

It takes you too long and he’s practically tearing them off for you.

His eyes are collecting every inch of your body as he goes to kiss your neck. You melt onto him, moaning very quickly.

“Acting all bossy.” He manages to get out as he moves down your body. “Do you know how fucking hot you look?.”

You look down when his mouth stops near your underwear. “Making me all fucking hard.”

Your chest is moving up and down, watching him suddenly palm his cock. He’s groaning loudly, you can feel his breath on your bare skin and it makes you shiver. He’s doing this on purpose, just because he’s a dom doesn’t mean he’s silent, ( he’s very vocal ) but this time he’s louder, more sloppy because he knows how much it turns you on.

“You like t-this huh? Yeah, you like s-seeing me stroke my fucking cock.” He says, grabbing onto your thighs.

Your underwear is soaked and he fucking loves the view. He’s tracing his thumb on the fabric and you’re squirming.

“Stay still.” He grabs your hip with his free hand and pulls you closer, making you straddle his stomach. He goes in to kiss you and you’re eagerly reaching for his dick but he grabs your hands instead. ( with one fucking hand, his hands are huge ) He’s shaking his head, “So needy, keep your hands up.”

You oblige, watching him grab onto your tits. “I want you to tell me what you want.” He says, “I want to hear it.”

You whine and try to speak out, “I want to..” He makes eye contact, slipping a hand into your underwear. “f-fuck! I want to....”

He stops, “You want to what beautiful?”

“I want to suck your d-dick.” You reply. “I need it, f-fuck.”

He smiles and laughs. “f-fucking hell, get down here.”

He’s sooo hard it’s insane, you’re kneeling on the carpet and he’s grabbing onto your face. He’s stroking his dick, pre-cum leaking out. “Open your m-”

You already have him deep in your mouth and he groans. His smile is the fucking best, slightly tightening his grip on your face. His eyes are rolling back and his glasses are already fogging up. He’s mumbling your name over and over again.

You can feel tears run down your face, taking him in deeper. You’re moaning onto his dick as he starts grunting loud. You go to take a breath and he’s taking a fist full of hair, making you look up to him. Your makeup is runny, mascara and eyeliner all over the place. “Fucking beautiful.” He grunts.

You go to take him again and this time he’s roughly thrusting into your mouth. His moans are sporadic, a mix of grunts and hisses. He’s watching you gag and he’s twitching in your mouth.

“G-God hell, yeah take that f-fucking cock. Good girl— good fucking girl.”

At this point he’s face fucking you, making you drool all over the carpet. He’s LOUD. Your moans are sending him over the edge as he comes all in your mouth. Shoving himself in your throat and holding it until he’s panting heavily.

“So good for me baby, fuck.” He says, moving your hair out of your face and wiping your makeup away.

kinda went of script… also sorry i haven’t been active, work has been insane. cooking up a full one-shot for you guys ;)

[joostcafe]

Chris w a vocal girl who gets mouthy when shes abt to cum and he's just like so mesmerized by her whimpery words omg

"Chris! gonna cum! g-god-fuck!-"

"oh-ohfuck-"

"Pleasepleaseplease! yeah! like that! ohmygod!"

"Shit-shit, baby you sound s-so pretty-"

"m'gonna-!!m- m'cumming!"

[joostcafe]

NEEDY WAS SO GOOD CAN WE GET A MIKE ONE??

REQUEST: Needy | Mike Munroe x fem!reader

oh absolutely.

— now playing! ♫ babydoll | ari abdul —

Needy Mike would be sooo hot. If the group planned something for the day he would be so grumpy because he wanted you all for himself. You both would be nuzzled up together in bed, it’s a cold morning so he’s gripping onto you for warmth.

You would get a text from the group chat with the plans for the day. Mike is already kissing you, distracting you from your phone. Yet you insist on getting up and he’s acting sooo dramatic, rolling on your side of the bed and reaching for your legs.

Even as you’re getting ready he’s hugging your waist and teasing you with kisses. Also leaving various questionable marks on your neck.

He loves doing that imo, making sure people know you’re his. But also especially when it’s to spite you, he loves seeing you turn red when the girls notice.

“Is that?” Ashley asks.

And Mike just looks over and gives you that fucking smile ughhhhh.

When you both arrive ( in this scenario let’s say Em’s house ) He’s definitely got an arm around you. He’s the type to (and hear me out) if you’ve ever seen “to all the boys i’ve loved before” spin you around with your pocket and kiss you before casually grabbing some drinks for you both.

When you sit on a couch with him he’s grabbing your thigh 100%. Usually it’s just for security, it feels like holding hands to him. But for tonight he’s sooo teasing you. He’s rubbing his hand up and down, getting a little too close. Him giving a slight chuckle when you yelp as he starts softly rubbing circles over your clothed pussy.

“Mike, they’ll be back s-soon.” You breathe out.

“Mmmm, That’s too bad.”

And when he stops, you whine. He’s laughing, helping you get up to join the others outside.

It takes you both all your strength not to fuck in the nearest bathroom.

The rest of the day comes with him whispering shit in your ear. Things he could do to you if you both were alone.

And now you’re eager to go home. He knows this by your demeanor, the way your body sticks close to his as you down a couple drinks.

“Easy there.” He says, “What’s all the excitement?”

You kiss him and he’s taking it with a smile. He’s grabbing your waist whilst your hands carefully roam his hair.

Not like the group can care, most of them are passed out inside and the others are elsewhere.

So, this makes you and Mike say your goodbyes and head home. You can count on Mike being a tease, him acting all tired (fake yawning).

“Honey, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You’re such a tease Michael.” You reply.

“Whaaat.. I could never tease you.”

And then you get him back by getting into bed with nothing but your underwear and he’s loosing it.

He’s absolutely rethinking his actions. Folding almost immediately because he needs you sooo bad.

Safe to say he’s apologizing by eating you out <3

sorry this is so rushed, mike is someone i never thought about writing for but honestly it was soo fun, will do more of him!!!

[joostcafe]

Needy | Chris Hartley x fem!reader

IDK enjoy this Chris babble :p

— now playing! ♫ my kind of woman | marc demarco—

I fully believe Chris would be the needy/clingy type. Just imagine a trip to the lodge, where he would be soooo excited to see you pull up to the cable car station. He would make silly jokes to try and impress you (they always make you laugh). He’s already holding your hand and kissing you before you even step in the cable car.

And when you both get there he wouldn’t even try to hide it from the group, there’s no extreme pda of course but he’s holding you from the waist and kissing your head. He’s wiping snow off your jacket and face, he cannot let go of you.

“Damn bro she’s not going anywhere.” - Josh

When you all settle in the cabin and in your rooms, he watches you try to change into comfy clothes, as he hides his flush.

“You’re so fucking beautiful you know that right?”

“You only tell me that everyday.” You reply.

“Yeah! because it’s true!”

His eyes never leave your body, as he curses under his breath when he sees the matching pair of bra + undies he loves to see you in. Even before you can put on a shirt, he’s hugging you from behind and planting soft kisses on your neck. He’s groaning in your ear when you try and move away to finish changing.

You giggle, feeling him growing hard and he’s practically whimpering. This man is down bad, so in love with you that he can’t even go down to eat before he’s fucking you against the wall. One hand holding your head from hitting the wall and the other unbuttoning your bra.

“f-fuck you’re so pretty. I couldn’t k-keep my eyes away from you.”

He’s sooo polite, always calling you beautiful, asking if you’re comfortable. Sometimes (many times) he’ll apologize because he’s so needy and wanting to fuck you.

“I’m sorry— I just needed you so f-fucking bad.”

He’s huge. In both ways… He’s 6’2 i’d imagine. With his head buried in your neck as he’s moaning your name trying to be as quiet as possible. Like imagine Josh trying to open the door and him covering your mouth and his hands are just soooo big…

The group is already off doing their own things when you two come out to eat. And you two just spend the rest of the evening together (that cringy couple unfortunately but it’s okay bcuz it’s Chris)

When you go to take a hot shower, he begs to hop in with you with these big puppy eyes as he kisses you. You oblige but only because you desperately want him too.

His build is craaaazy, he works out sometimes when mike invites him to the gym (probably a couple times a month) but he’s got a wild sleeper build. So when he joins you in the shower, your eyes can’t help but wander off.

His glasses are off, his hair is messy and he’s CLINGYYYY. He helps you with shampoo and body wash, massaging your back and shoulders. He stops to run his hands all over your body and gives you kisses wherever he pleases.

He’ll also be silly at times though. Like he’ll try and give you a mohawk with the shampoo and use wayyy too much. (y’all are running that hot water)

When you both are in bed he’s holding you close to his chest. He’s tracing circles on your back and you can hear his soft grunts as he falls asleep.

i wrote this really late lol it’s all over the place….i need like prompts for like actual one-shots pls pls request anything. even for other until dawn characters.

[joostcafe]

So kiss me. | joost klein x fem!reader

Summary: Getting ready for a Halloween party with Joost is not easy, especially when he can’t stop kissing you.

Warnings: Pure fluff, kissing, a couple swear words.

A/N: I just really miss Halloween… requests are very much open!!!!

— now playing! ♫ kiss me | sixpence none the richer —

“Stop fussing.” You said, spreading white face paint onto joost’s cheeks.

His eyes squeezed shut, as he held onto your thighs for dear life. “It’s cold.”

“I’m almost done, promise.” You reassure him, gently patting his chest with your other hand.

His mouth drops before letting out a soft laugh, “You just started, leugenaar!” — and liar you were.

He attempted to lay down onto his bed before you snatched him back up, giving him a peck on the lips.

The smug look on his face made you believe it would make him sit still.

He smiled once more, the smile you loved so dearly. The way his eyes disappeared beneath his cheeks, showing all of his teeth.

You continued, carefully applying the paint to the rest of his face as he sat there, staring up at you with gleaming puppy eyes.

“You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled.

You can’t help but look away after locking eyes with him. He still made you nervous, even after sitting on his lap for a while.

He hugged your waist, now pulling you towards him. You grabbed his face with one hand and made your way up to his hair.

Not even a second later he leaned to kiss you once more, and you could feel him smile once again.

“We’re going to be late Joost.” You said, pulling away and fixing his hair — which you previously ruined.

He sighed and wiped some white paint off from your face. “I can’t kiss my beautiful girlfriend? You know, we can just stay home and watch scary movies.”

You and him loved home dates better than going out to parties, since you both got overwhelmed very fast in big crowds. So that actually sounded pretty fucking amazing.

You lingered for a moment before grabbing another color beside you. “Your friends will get mad, you know how they are.”

“Fuck my friends.” He replied, which he didn’t actually mean of course. “They can survive the night without us.”

You smiled and kissed him yet again, this time a little deeper.

“Sweetheart.” He managed to get out, “I don’t want your talents to go to waste.”

You laughed, grabbing the nearest makeup brush. “I appreciate your faith in me.”

Holding onto his neck, you painted the remaining clown features onto his face.

Your focus and determination was cute to him, the way you would slightly stick out your tongue when it came to drawing a sharp line. When you would stop to admire him and plant a few kisses on his neck to avoid making a mess. It was too much for him in fact, he was so in love with you.

“I think i’m done.” You said, giving him a small hand mirror.

“Wowww.” He dragged on with an exaggerated voice, “I really love it.”

You try to fix his hair once more as he grabbed a red lipstick from your bag, “May I?”

You grin slightly, getting closer to him.

He opens the tube before inspecting it. Then he swipes it gently on your lips, making sure he’s not messing it up.

“There.” He whispered.

You carefully rub your lips together before looking at yourself. “I’m impressed.”

He then points to his cheek, asking for a kiss.

You obviously weren’t gonna deny him, even if you thought he had enough for tonight — he never had enough of your kisses.

You kissed him once.

Then twice on the other cheek.

One on his forehead just because.

And a million more all around his face.

“You’re too good to me my love.” He replied.

You wrapped your arms around him, “Hey, i’m the lucky one here.”

— And after many long kisses, you spent the rest of the night cuddled up with each other, watching horror movies and eating halloween candy.