#Christopher Code

[dailyminchan]

[faunandfloraas]

[But stay tuned for happy times]

[lamiue]

I need him and Eddie to get married and adopt a baby girl. I need it like yesterday.

[doliveiraa]

𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 - 𝘰𝘵8 ౨ৎ

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pairing : boybsf!ot8 + fem!reader

a/n : these are headcannons of having stray kids as boybestfriends ! these are my first headcannons ! hope you guys enjoy ! :D !

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bang chan

your unofficial therapist

always checks in with “have you eaten?” or “how are you really?”

makes playlists just for you depending on your mood

gives the warmest hugs, the kind that make everything quiet for a second

walks you home no matter how late it is

if anyone messes with you, he won’t even yell—he’ll talk to them, calmly, and somehow that’s scarier

sends you voice memos at 2am like, “yo i had this idea for a song, listen”

lee know (minho)

teases you like it’s his job

but secretly keeps an eye on you at all times

will insult you while handing you your favorite drink

“you look like a mess. here’s your matcha.”

lets you babysit his cats but only after a whole background check

gives surprisingly thoughtful advice when you’re sad

if someone hurts you, he won’t talk—just stares them down until they leave the room

changbin

your gym hype man and your post-breakdown cuddler

texts you “drink water or i’ll fight you” daily

flexes in selfies just to make you laugh

lets you sit on his back while he does pushups for fun

will destroy anyone who insults you, no hesitation

also brings you snacks because “you looked like you needed sugar”

cries with you during emotional k-dramas but denies it every time

hyunjin

dramatic and emotional soulmate

sends you 15 tiktoks in a row at 3am

insists on doing your makeup for fun

calls you “bestie” but holds your hand when you’re anxious

gets angry for you before you even process it yourself

once threatened a stranger with just a raised brow and a perfectly timed hair flip

also insists on taking candid photos of you “because you’re art”

han

literal chaos in a human body

always down for impulsive food runs at midnight

calls you while grocery shopping because he “forgot what humans eat”

turns every serious convo into a joke but will dead-serious fight your demons

wrote you a rap once when you were sad. it was terrible. you cried anyway.

lets you vent for hours and only says “do you want me to beat them up or hug you first?”

felix

the sunshine protector

gives you forehead kisses and warm cookies

always notices when you’re not okay—even if you say you are

lets you wear his hoodies and acts like it’s no big deal

if someone makes you cry, he’ll be so quiet and soft-spoken... until he’s not

you’re the only one he shares his most vulnerable thoughts with

believes in your dreams more than you do sometimes

seungmin

dry humor king, roasts you all day long

but also shows up when no one else does

you could call him at 4am and he’d be like, “ugh... what happened?” but he’d come

helps you study, but bullies you if you get answers wrong

always remembers the small things you say, even when you forget you said them

secretly checks your location just to make sure you got home safe

would knock out anyone who talks down to you, then deny it later

i.n (jeongin)

innocent chaos, but would bite someone for you

acts like he’s your annoying little brother, but gets super protective real fast

sends you memes instead of actual emotional support

gives the best random hugs

asks you for advice on everything, then goes and does the opposite

once tried to threaten someone on your behalf but tripped mid-sentence

still insists it was “intimidating”

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xoxo, elle.

[mi-co-uk]

mavis-coded!reader : 19 , independent , gothic , curious , artistic , headstrong , black cats , empathetic , rebellious , eyeliner , forest at night.

johnny-coded!chris : 21 , outdoors , golden retriever , optimist , jorts , gentle , music , adventurous , respectful , smitten , forest at day.

NEW AU ARE WE HYPE

send me some asks and blurb ideas I'm so excited these two are so cutie

also no faceclaim for mavis coded reader it's just the aesthetic !

I do not regret my decision to disagree with the poll he is literally chris

[loooopside]

Look at his sweet little faceeeee I Just-

Just wanna kiss his forehead and tuck him in my pocket and keep him safe forever goodbye.

[oliviasgreenmug]

I’m just sat here in my car LOSING MY FUCKING MIND

[n6ptunova]

you’re joking.

i want him so bad bro

[darlingbubble]

✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈·✦

[expectiations]

JOSEPH BEDE + PETRA MAYLER

The Shadow Line (2011)

[dailyminchan]

I.N: Lee Know-ssi, why did you choose [Chan and Berry]?

[faunandfloraas]

That's our cheater <3

[cantstops1mping]

Bored

꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶָ ๋𓂃 ⋆ᡣ𐭩

// 🖤 - smut//

2121 words

{ao3}

§Yang Jeong-in | I.N. x m!reader x Christopher Bahng | Bangchan, m!reader x OT8 Stray Kids§

[male reader, bottom!reader, top!Yang Jeong-in | I.N., top!Christopher Bahng | Bangchan, 9th member!reader, maknae!reader, reader gets called: dove. jagi. jagiya. slut. whore, skirt, stockings, overstimulation, sub/dom dynamics, crying during sex, oral sex m.receiving (reader & bangchan), anal sex, unprotected sex, punishment, femboy not really, humiliation kink, groping, free use, couch sex, threesome, size kink, porn with plot]

«Jeongin got bored and you were the only one who could cure his boredom.»

This is my first smut! hope you all like it! (>/////< " )

Lee Know had put you in a skirt as punishment for being a brat while you all were filming Skzcode last week. 

The skirt punishment, one you hated with your entire being. No underwear, stockings, and this very small skirt which left little to the imagination. It only covered half of your ass and left your dick fully revealed at the front. 

The skirt meant free use, not that free use isn't always a thing, but it's more than usual. Over the couch, on the floor, pressed on the wall, on the counter, in the shower, everywhere.

Depending on how bad you were, a time limit was given for how long you had to wear the skirt. Sometimes it was a day, sometimes it was a week, sometimes even 2 weeks.

This time, it was only a week; a week of pure humiliation from all the other members. 

“Aww look at your tiny dick just hanging there; do you have no shame?”

“Dove, I dropped this mind picking it up?”

“Did that get you hard? Everything just goes straight to your dick doesn’t it?”

That's just a few of the things they say, along with sneaking pictures of your ass; the entire time is a nightmare for you.

Today you were happy to find out that 3racha and Seungmin were out to the studio to record and edit, while danceracha was out practicing, leaving you in an empty house. 

Well, almost empty. Everyone was out except Jeongin, your youngest hyung.

You wish you could take off the skirt but Jeongin was still here. You knew you would get spanked if ever tried taking it off and hiding it so you kept it on. You just opted to just stay in your room all day.

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“Jagi, mind getting me water?” Jeongin yells from the living room

“Ok!” you yell back unhappily.

Slowly you walk out of your room and to the living room. You see Innie playing a game. Trying to quickly pass by him he grabs your arm and yanks you on his lap. “had to distract me didn’t you? Walking by like a slut in that short skirt.” he says while groping your ass.

As he gropes your ass, you can't help but get hard.

“already hard? You only think with your dick, don't you?” he says into your ear slyly.

He quickly manhandles you to lie on the couch. Ass up on the arm of the couch leaving your legs hanging off the side of the couch. “Hyung! Wait!” you yelp as he moves you around like a ragdoll.

“Wait? Why? Let me make you feel good, jagiya. You clearly want it” he smirked making you blush.

He lifts your skirt up to reveal the entirety of your hardened dick. He wraps his hand around the base of your erection. Jeongin’s hand almost covers your entire dick. Just leaving the tip out. “Look at how small your dick is. You can barely see it.” He says as he fakes a pout. 

You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks as Jeongin continues to taunt you about the size of your dick. He starts to stroke you slowly, his grip firm but gentle. You can't help but moan softly at the sensation, the embarrassment mixing with pleasure in a confusing whirlwind of emotions.

Jeongin leans in closer, his hot breath ghosting over your ear as he whispers, "Do you like that, whore? Do you like being teased and humiliated like the naughty little slut you are?" His words send shivers down your spine.

You can feel yourself getting closer to the edge, the pleasure building up inside you. Jeongin's hand works magic on you, his movements, calculated and precise, driving you wild with need. You grip the edge of the couch tightly, your whole body tingling with anticipation.

As you reach your peak, Jeongin speeds up his strokes, his thumb rubbing against your tip in just the right way to send you over the edge. With a strangled cry, you come hard, the intensity of your release leaving you breathless and dizzy. Jeongin smirks triumphantly, his hand still wrapped around your spent cock.

You lie there, panting and flushed, feeling a strange mixture of shame and satisfaction wash over you. You see Jeongin go down on his knees. “Wait what a-” You're interrupted by a moan escaping as Jeongin puts your dick in his mouth. It immediately hardened as you felt his wet mouth. 

“W-wait I just came!” you whine as he starts bobbing his head up and down. 

He quickly releases your dick from his mouth with a pop. “you're telling me your dick isn't hard?” he says quickly as he goes back to sucking your cock.

You can't help but moan at the sensation of his warm mouth enveloping your sensitive length once again. Jeongin's skilled tongue swirls around you, expertly teasing and coaxing another wave of pleasure from your body. Despite just having come, your cock responds eagerly to his ministrations, hardening once more under his touch.

The feeling of Jeongin's mouth moving up and down your shaft, the wet heat and suction creating an overwhelming sensation that leaves you gasping and writhing beneath him. You can't believe how good it feels.

As Jeongin continues his relentless assault on your cock, you can feel yourself reaching the edge once again. The pleasure builds and builds, spiraling out of control until you can't hold back any longer. With a guttural moan, you release once more, into Jeongin’s mouth. Your body shuddering with the force of your climax.

Jeongin pulls back and swallows, a satisfied smirk on his face as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. "Such a naughty little slut, coming for me twice in a row," he says, his voice dripping with amusement and satisfaction. You can't help but blush at his words, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal coursing through you.

As you catch your breath, Jeongin leans in close, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "Don't think this is over, baby. I'm just getting started with you." as he says this his hand engulfs your cock again.

“Wait! Hyung, please it's too much! Hyung!” you begged in between moans, almost crying.

“Why would I stop when you're already hard?” He says with a smirk on his face.

You feel yourself being pushed to the edge once again, the pleasure overwhelming your senses as Jeongin's hand works its magic on your sensitive length. His touch is relentless, driving you wild with need and desire. You can't help but moan and writhe beneath him, the intensity of the moment almost too much to bear.

As Jeongin continues to stroke you, his movements becoming faster and more urgent, you can feel yourself teetering on the brink of another release. Your body is on fire, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure as you spiral closer and closer to the edge. The rings on his hands leaving a cooling effect on your heated length, making you weak.

You try pushing jeongin's hand off of your overstimulated cock. Trying to not burst into tears from the overstimulation.

“Hey, has anyone seen m-” Chan gets interrupted with a moan from you.

“Chan, can you hold his hands?” Jeongin asks the older man.

“No, no! Please!” You weep. Begging Chan to stop Jeongin from any further assault on your dick.

Chan hesitates for a moment, looking conflicted as he sees the distress written all over your face. But ultimately, he complies with Jeongin’s request and takes hold of your hands, preventing you from pushing Jeongin away.

As Jeongin continues to pleasure you, Chan watches with a mixture of curiosity and arousal, he can feel his dick hardening. His grip on your hands was harsh. He can see the tears welling up in your eyes and the way your body trembles from the overwhelming sensations.

Jeonging slips two fingers into your ass. Adding to the simulation, making you cry harder.

The mixture of pleasure and pain overwhelming your senses. Jeongin's expert touch on your cock, combined with the intrusion of his fingers into your ass, sends you spinning into a whirlwind of pleasure. Tears stream down your face as you fall completely to the mercy of your youngest hyung and Chan, who holds your hands in place, preventing you from escaping the intense pleasure coursing through your body.

Your moans and cries fill the room, the sound of your desperation and need echoing off the walls. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure building to a fever pitch that threatens to consume you entirely. The humiliation mingling with the overwhelming pleasure in a way that excites you.

As Jeongin continues to pleasure you, his fingers moving in and out of your ass with a relentless rhythm, you feel yourself teetering on the brink of another release. The combination of sensations is almost too much to bear, the overwhelming pleasure threatening to consume you entirely. You can't help but cry out in ecstasy, your body trembling with the force of your impending climax.

With a final, guttural moan, you feel yourself climax once more, your body shaking with the force of your release. You're left panting and breathless, completely spent and overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through you. Jeongin smirks triumphantly, his hand still wrapped around your quivering cock.

As you try to catch your breath, Jeongin leans in close once again, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "You're such a good little slut, aren't you? Coming for us like that, over and over again." His words send a shiver down your spine, a mix of shame and pleasure washing over you.

Jeongin flips you over on your stomach with one swift motion, making you yelp. He presses your face into the cushions of the couch, your ass exposed and vulnerable. You can hear Jeongin shuffling behind you, while Chan gets his rock-hard cock out. 

With a sudden thrust, Jeongin pushes his dick into you, making you cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. The sensation of being penetrated so suddenly and forcefully sends a jolt of electricity through your body, causing you to clench your muscles in response. You can feel every inch of him inside you, stretching you to your limits and filling you in a way that leaves you breathless.

Meanwhile, Chan positions himself in front of you, his hard cock bobbing in front of your face. He taps your cheek gently, indicating that he wants you to open your mouth for him. You comply, feeling a sense of submission and obedience as you eagerly take him into your mouth. The taste of him is musky and slightly salty, but you find yourself enjoying the feeling of him against your tongue.

As Jeongin continues to thrust into you, his movements becoming faster and more urgent, you can feel yourself being pushed to the brink once again. The sensation of being taken from both ends is overwhelming, the thrill of the situation only adding to your arousal. You can feel the beginning of a familiar tension building in your body, the pleasure and pain mixing together in a heady cocktail that threatens to drive you over the edge.

You can hear the sounds of skin slapping against skin, the groans and moans filling the room as you're being used by both Jeongin and Chan. The air is thick with the scent of sex and sweat, the intensity of the moment almost suffocating in its power. You can feel yourself surrendering to the sensations, losing yourself in the pleasure of being taken so thoroughly and completely.

As Jeongin's thrusts became more erratic and desperate, you could feel yourself teetering on the edge of another climax. The pressure building inside you is almost unbearable, the need for release driving you to the brink of oblivion. You can't help but cry out, the overwhelming sensations taking hold of you completely.

With a final, desperate cry, you feel yourself plummet over the edge, your body convulsing with the force of your release. You can feel Chan pulsing inside your mouth, his own climax adding to the intensity of the moment. You're left trembling and breathless, completely spent and overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through you.

As you lie there, panting, you can feel Jeongin and Chan's hot breath on your skin, their bodies pressed against yours in a tangle of limbs and sweat. “Honestly I called you over to get me water because I was bored and hard,” Jeongin says to you smirking 

“And I forgot what I came here for,” Chan says with a groan.

© cantstops1mping 2024; please do not copy, steal, repost, modify, translate, or recommend on any other platform without giving me credit or without my permission!

[doliveiraa]

EI'm a little obsessed with the sly Han but I thought of something like top submissive, him desperate for Y/N.

𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 - 𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 ౨ৎ

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pairing : submissive!han x y/n

makeout session

genre : fluff

a/n : first request! @berryichimoon i hope this fulfilled your request !

wordcount : 751

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han didn’t even wait for a reply. he was already halfway out the door with his hoodie half on, earbuds tangled, and keys clenched in his hand like his life depended on it.

when y/n opened the door, han was already there, eyes wide and flushed from the cold, lip tucked between his teeth like he was trying to hold something in.

“hi,” he whispered.

“hi,” y/n said back, a little surprised. “you okay?”

he nodded too quickly. “yeah. i just... i needed to see you.”

they stepped aside to let him in, and the second the door clicked shut, jisung was on them—arms around their waist, face buried in their neck, holding on like he was going to fall apart if he let go.

“whoa, hey,” y/n murmured, hugging him back, fingers brushing through his hair. “what’s going on?”

han didn’t answer right away. just breathed in, shivered, and held tighter.

“i don’t know,” he said finally, voice quiet and shaky. “i just... i missed you. like, too much. it hurt.”

y/n pulled back a little to look at him. his eyes were glossy, cheeks pink, lower lip trembling ever so slightly.

“you could’ve called,” they said gently.

“i tried,” he admitted, “but it wasn’t enough. i needed more. i needed you. your voice, your hands, your—” he broke off, biting down on his words.

y/n tilted their head. “my what?”

han flushed deep red and looked down. “just... all of you.”

“needy tonight, aren’t you?”

he nodded slowly. “is that... okay?”

she guided him to the couch and pulled him into their lap like it was the most natural thing in the world. jisung melted instantly, curling into them, letting his body go soft and pliant.

“you’re always okay with me,” y/n whispered, running their hand under his hoodie, tracing lazy circles into his back. “you can need me as much as you want.”

he whimpered, small and breathy. “don’t stop saying things like that.”

“you like being taken care of, don’t you?”

he nodded against y/ns chest. “i hate how much. i feel pathetic.”

“you’re not pathetic, baby. you’re just mine.”

han made a soft, broken sound and gripped y/ns shirt tighter.

“say it again,” he begged.

“you’re mine.”

he was quiet for a beat. then, barely above a whisper: “again.”

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han didn’t say much after that. he just stayed there, curled into y/n’s lap like he belonged there, fingers gripping their shirt like it anchored him to reality.

y/n leaned down, brushing their nose against his temple. “look at me.”

han hesitated, then slowly tilted his head up, eyes big and glossy and full of want. he looked overwhelmed. like he'd been holding back all day and it finally broke through the second y/n opened the door.

“you want me to kiss you, don’t you?” y/n asked, voice barely above a whisper.

han’s breath hitched. he nodded once, desperate, like any more words might crack him in half.

y/n leaned in slowly, letting him feel it—feel the tension, the space closing between them, the warmth of her breath on his lips. and then she kissed him.

it was soft at first, just a gentle press, but jisung melted instantly, sighing against their mouth like he’d been waiting for it all his life. his hands slid up to their shoulders, clinging, pulling them closer without even realizing it.

when y/n deepened the kiss, han let out a tiny whimper, parting his lips without hesitation. he wasn’t leading it—he didn’t want to. he wanted to be kissed, wanted to be handled, wanted y/n to take and take and take until all that was left of him was the way he breathed their name.

he tilted his head, letting y/n in deeper, mouth moving with theirs like he needed it to survive. his hands trembled a little where they gripped the fabric of their hoodie. every time y/n sucked softly on his bottom lip or slid their tongue just a little deeper, he made the most helpless little noises—barely-there gasps and whines he probably didn’t even realize he was making.

when they finally pulled back, han chased after the kiss like he wasn’t ready for it to end. his eyes fluttered open, dazed, lips pink and slightly swollen.

“you okay?” y/n whispered, brushing their thumb over his cheek.

han nodded slowly, then let out a shaky breath. “i think i stopped breathing.”

y/n smiled. “you always fall apart for me like this?”

he flushed, eyes darting away. “only you.”

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xoxo, elle.

[sunrisemill]

“He’s so pretty when he goes down on me”

[hartleychristopher]

Omg Chris with a girl whos a hardcore masochist!

Like looves being choked a little to hard, likes being smacked on the ass, maybe even a little smack to the face sexually?

AHHHHHHH

Okay I dunno what happened to me but this made me crave mean!chris. Like I need him to be mean to me. I need it so bad.

Chris x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW!! MDNI!! 18+, mean!chris (he’s trying his best), degradation, slapping, spanking, choking, degrading names (slut, brat, bitch (hear me out on this one))

Other notes: reader is depicted with long-ish hair! Sorry bout that. It was self indulgent of me.

Okay listen Chris loves you okay?? You’re his girl and he’d do absolutely anything for you but sometimes you are so high maintenance that it drives him a little crazy. But it works out perfectly for you since you get off on him being mean to you; He gets to be a little rough and sharp with you while your panties get wetter and wetter. It’s actually perfect, he thinks you were sent down from heaven just for him. His little pain in the ass 💕

You’re currently sitting in Chris’s lap, whining about how much work you have to do for school and he’s currently trying to write his essay, rolling his eyes at your complaint that he’s already heard 3 times today.

“You should get off my lap and get started then.” he says absently, not really even paying you any attention.

“I don’t want to,” you whine. “I want you to pay attention to me.”

“I’m busy, bunny,” he sighs, frustrated “I really need to get this done.”

“You’re so mean!” You complain, starting to leave hot kisses on his neck. The desperation you have to be fucked by him is radiating off your body.

He sighs annoyed and pulls you off of him by your hair. You yelp.

“No,” he says firmly. “Go use one of the dozens of toys I bought you.” he says, referring to the many vibrators he’s purchased for you. his eyes still haven’t met yours. He knows if he sees the lust in them he will break. He’s trying to stay strong.

“I don’t want a toy,” you whisper “I want you.”

“If you make me stop writing this essay right now you’re gonna get it.” He warns you, trying to sound threatening, his fingers typing away on his keyboard.

“I want it” you scoff in a bratty tone. “That’s exactly what I want, dummy.” you challenge him.

His eyes finally meet yours.

You’ve done it now. You’re in trouble.

“You’re gonna be sorry you called me that.” he warns. But you both know you won’t be sorry at all. He’s gonna give you exactly what you want.

“Sure, Chris.” you roll your eyes tauntingly.

He stands abruptly, his big hands gripping your ass as your legs and arms wrap around him.

He says nothing as he carries you out of his office, kicking the door that was cracked open with his foot, so it flies open further and he can walk through it.

A chill runs down your spine at how pissed he already seems.

Once he reaches his bedroom he doesn’t even bother closing the door, he just grabs you under your arms and tosses you down onto his bed as if you weigh nothing. Your body bounces off the mattress a little as you land on it.

“Take your clothes off.” he orders, his eyes are hard.

“Okay but—” you start.

“Shut up.” he shakes his head “take your clothes off now.” his eyesbrows are pinched together in annoyance, he crosses his thick arms over his broad chest and your brain turns to mush as you watch the muscles in his arms flex at the action.

You start nodding, slipping off your little lounge shorts and pulling off your tank top. So in a second you’re completely bare. Just your hair cascading over your shoulders.

He has to try not to groan at how beautiful you look spread out for him on his bed, completely naked, waiting for your next order. Chris never thought he’d be this lucky in his life.

You blink at him expectantly. Seeing that he’s gotten a little lost in his own head for a second.

“Chris?” You ask.

That seems to snap him out of his trance, and in a second he’s on the bed with you, sitting so his knees are hanging off the side, his sock-clad feet flat on the floor.

He grabs your wrist and pulls you so you’re laying over his knees, your ass pushed up into the air. Before he can do anything his hands come to knead the soft flesh of your ass, cursing as he does so.

He’s almost regretting setting you up like this because he just wants to cut all this foreplay and throw you down onto his bed so he can shove his aching cock straight into your wet heat with no preparation. His mind spinning with what sound you would make if he did that…

“You’re—you’re going to get spanked now.” he says breathless.

“Oh am I?” You scoff incredulously, you can hear the desperation in his voice and how worked up he is already.

“Shut. Up.” He says more firmly, his hand landing down on your ass hard. Your skin immediately blooming red from his handprint.

“Stop back-talking me, stop being a little bitch.”

Chris never calls you anything of the sort. Never. You can’t help but moan at the derogatory term leaving his mouth. Have you ever even heard Chris call any woman a bitch ever??? You don’t think so.

“Of fuck!” you whimper, the sting of his smack rattling you.

“Watch your language.” he says firmly. Smacking your ass again, this time the other cheek, his hands are so heavy and fuck it hurts but it’s so so good.

“Sorry.” you say softly.

“You’re never really sorry,” he says “are you, brat?” He asks “you love taking up all my time and energy, you love that I exist for you.” he says darkly. “Admit it.”

“I’m not ever sorry.” you whine breathlessly. He’s yours. You’re never sorry that he does anything and everything for you all the time, he’s your boy.

“I didn’t think so.” he murmurs and he spanks you again, this time his smack is overlapping with the previous one and the sting makes you cry out in pain, louder than you have before.

His heart squeezes at that, thinking he’s hit you too hard.

“You okay, bunny?” He asks softly, his big hand rubbing over your sore ass cheek, soothingly.

“Yes!” You breathe “more Chris please!” You whine.

Chris feels his cock twitch at you begging for him like that. Begging for any amount of attention from him, even being spanked. It makes him feel powerful… to know you need him this much and he can be this for you. No one else.

He pulls you off of his lap, maneuvering you roughly so you’re on your back on his bed. He crawls over you. Settling between your open legs. He’s still completely clothed.

“More?” He asks you, his blown-out gaze searching your fucked-out face. “What’s wrong with you?” He asks, faux judgement on his face, knowing you like it.

“I dunno.” you whisper.

His hand trails up your chest, between your breasts, over your throat, up your jaw until he’s gripping your face.

“Just a needy, desperate… little… slut” he breathes, almost unsure of how mean he’s being but he knows you like it, he knows you want it. He’s doing his best to keep his eyes hard.

His hand comes off of your face and he pulls back to smack you a little bit, barely hard at all, it’s tentative, to see your reaction.

And you don’t disappoint him. A broken, needy moan leaves your mouth at the little tap. Your body writhing under his. Your inner thighs are sliding together with your arousal.

“That’s a pretty sound.” he tries to get his voice even and he smacks your cheek again, a little harder this time but he’s much more careful than he would be smacking your ass. This is your pretty face we’re talking about. He can’t smack you hard enough to leave a mark…he couldn’t.

“Harder, Chris.” you whimper.

“No.” he snaps “don’t tell me what to do.” he says firmly, his hand slipping down your jaw to your throat. His fingers squeezing the sides a little, trying to compromise. He can’t smack the shit out of you but he can choke you a little bit.

You whine again at him being so mean to you. Your hips buck upwards into him, desperate for him to touch you. You’re aching to be filled by him. His fingers, his cock… his tongue. Whatever he will give you.

He has to move so he’s laying to the side of you a little, so he’s not pressing all his weight down on you when his hand snakes down between your bodies, his fingers sliding against your slick center.

“Oh fuck,” he moans “you’re soaking wet.” he pants, the hand around your throat squeezes the sides of your neck harder, trying to restrict you a bit more as his fingertips start making tight circles on your swollen clit.

Your only response is a pathetic little mewl.

“You’re.. this wet…just from being spanked and slapped?” He asks, unable to believe how sopping wet you are this fast.

“Yeah.” you whine, unashamed.

“You’re insane.” he laughs lightly, “you’re completely fucking insane.” he breathes, dipping his middle finger into your tight heat and groaning loudly as he does so.

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