#mmm pepsi..

[miikrowelle]

The search for the solution

Yay rainworl art I love this game, tried some more interesting stuff with the colors and pose (I'm bad at drawing hands don't say anything😭😭)

[lockheed-martin-unofficial]

Concorde’s pilot reveal! Pilot is sort of a self-insert, honestly just me with better looking hair.

Concorde fun fact of the day is that he had a Pepsi phase. Do not mention the Pepsi phase.

[trippygalaxy]

Have my cat

My baby Apollo MWAH

[sharky-the-idiot]

mmmm bird day..... woohoo!

[kxsagi]

“𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭”

a/n: started listening to diet pepsi again and i’m horny– uh what who said that 

suggestive content inside!

you don't mean to look at him like that – head tilted, tongue grazing your cherry lip gloss while your heel taps against the dashboard like it owns the car. but isagi's staring like he could drink you in faster than the condensation slipping down your can of diet pepsi. 

“you’re not even listening to me,” he says, voice low, fingers drumming against the steering wheel. his knuckles are tight, his jaw tighter. poor boy’s been trying to talk soccer schedules for the past five minutes. 

you blink, feigning innocence. “i am listening,” you lie, dragging a straw past your lips, letting it pop free. “you said something about… lineup changes?” 

he laughs, dry, running a hand through his hair. he’s already so tired, poor thing – muscles sore from practice, freshly showered hair to his skin, and then you, all pretty and smug in the passenger seat like you’re not thinking the dirtiest things about him. 

"what?" you ask, eyes wide, smile sugar-sweet. “am i distracting you, yoichi?” 

he exhales sharp through his nose. “you’re doing it on purpose.” 

your diet pepsi bottle lands somewhere near your feet as you unbuckle your seatbelt, slow and deliberate. “doing what on purpose?” 

but the way you climb over the console like you’ve done this before, straddling him in the driver’s seat with knees pressing against his hips, leaves nothing to question. 

his hands hover, hesitant, before settling on your thighs. “this is a public parking lot.” 

"mmm," you hum, brushing your nose against his. "but no one's watching." 

he tastes like adrenaline when you kiss him. like warm summer sweat and soda bubbles, tongue flicking hot against yours. your hips shift forward and you can feel how tense he is, how much he’s holding back. 

“yoichi,” you whisper, dragging his name out like a secret. your hands are under his shirt now, tracing ridges, heat building. “i wanna be bad.” 

his breath stutters, and his grip tightens. “you already are.” 

you giggle into his neck, teeth grazing skin just to hear that shaky little sound he makes. “what if we moved to the backseat?” 

you’re teasing. mostly. but your fingers are already tugging at his shirt like you’re halfway there. 

“you serious?” he asks, voice hoarse, eyes dark with something greedy. 

you lean in close, lip brushing the shell of his ear. "losing all my innocence in the back seat,” you whisper-sing, quoting the song that had been playing earlier. “you gonna help me with that, yoichi?” 

that’s all it takes. 

the next second, you're laughing breathlessly as he shuffles out from beneath you, hand catching yours, tugging you to the back like he can’t get there fast enough. 

clothes shift in a rush of fabric and kisses that taste like diet pepsi and something far more dangerous. your hands in his hair. his mouth on your collarbone. the windows fog over with every stolen breath, and there’s nothing innocent left about the way you say his name anymore. 

outside, the world keeps spinning. inside the car, it’s just you, him, and the soft creak of leather under bare skin. 

and when it’s over, when your heart’s still racing and your lip gloss is long gone, isagi presses his forehead to yours and murmurs, “next time, i’m bringing a blanket.” 

you grin, fingers tracing lazy shapes on his chest. “next time,” you echo, smug. “you’re so lucky i like diet pepsi.” 

he groans. “you’re gonna be the death of me.” 

but he doesn’t let go. and he doesn’t stop smiling. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[muwapsturniolo]

Cherry Pepsi 🍒ྀིྀི C. Sturniolo

Bunny!Reader x Doberman!Chris

"I saw you looking at it, we can just share it."

⟢ No warnings really, just fluff and kissing! This was inspired by THIS reel I saw on Instagram!!!

dividers by @bernardsbendystraws

"Y'look cute like that."

Chris's words make Bunny look up and away from the menu, her eyes wide in confusion. "Huh? What do you mean?"

He motions to her face lazily, a soft and relaxed smile on his face. "You're looking at the menu and stuff with your face all scrunched up... You look like a real bunny." She giggles softly and looks back down at the menu, her cheeks growing warm.

This was only their fifth date, or maybe their sixth. The two couldn't figure out if their "first" date even counted as a date at all, but that didn’t matter to them—what mattered was that they enjoyed each other's company and how things were going at the moment.

Chris chuckles to himself, seeing her hide her face. He throws an arm around her waist and pulls her closer, resting his head on her shoulder.

"What are you thinking about getting?" He absentmindedly begins to toy with one of her curls, the soft coil springing back into place as he plays with it.

"Mmm, I was thinking the chicken tenders with fries. What about you?"

He points to the burger and a cherry Pepsi. "Cherry Pepsi? I’ve never had it before."

It wasn’t long before they placed their order with the waitress. A couple of minutes passed before their food and drinks were placed in front of them. The two immediately dove in, making small talk as they filled their stomachs with greasy diner food.

Midway through their meal, Bunny realizes she never ordered herself a drink, her mind focused on the way Chris was nuzzled into her. She eyes Chris’s drink for a few seconds before finally speaking up. "Can I have a si—"

"Go ahead," he cuts her off and slides the drink closer to her.

She furrows her brows in confusion, wondering how he knew what she was asking for. He answers her without her having to ask, "I saw you looking at it. We can just share it."

It was a small act of affection, but she couldn’t help but feel giddy over it. She wipes her hand and mouth with a napkin before grabbing the cold glass and taking a sip.

As she takes a few small sips of the drink, Chris can't help but stare at her lips. It wasn't a sexual stare; it was one of longing. He’d been holding himself back from kissing her, not wanting to rush their growing relationship—but today was the day.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Bunny asks softly.

He stays quiet for a few seconds before adjusting the way he’s sitting. "No reason. Just zoned out."

She hums and takes another sip of the carbonated beverage.

As she sips, Chris plucks one of the cherries from the glass, holding it up for Bunny to eat. She giggles and goes to bite at the fruit but is quickly caught off guard when Chris grabs her jaw and presses their lips together.

It’s a soft and delicate kiss—nothing harsh or lustful. It’s simply the first kiss between two people who have strong feelings for each other.

After a few seconds, Bunny is the first to pull away, attempting to hide the smile on her face.

"You kissed me."

"Problem?" Chris raises a brow, the cherry still in his hand.

She giggles and presses her lips against his once more for a quick peck before taking the cherry from him and popping it into her mouth.

"Nope!"

[leffee]

Suniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiil

☹️

[mwahsturns]

Make you mine ୨୧

Sub!reader x Matt Sturniolo

Contains: Smut, swearing, basically porn, A lot of praise, pet names (baby, good girl), unprotected sex, big dick!matt, p in v, overstimulation, dirty talk, face cum. - Semi-proof read! I think that’s all?

Synopsis: You went to your best friend’s house earlier that morning, you’re currently spending the night at Matt’s house and told him you’d be back later. You ended up staying late as you lost Track of time. You come home late very exhausted, to see Matt still awake at his computer and he asks you to make it up to him…

authors note: yall this one is freaky so grab your rose toy and some Pepsi and enjoy the ride 🤭

You walk into Matt’s room exhausted excepting him to be asleep, you walk into the room to see him on his computer. ‘Hey baby’ i say putting down my bag by the side of his bed. He turns around in his seat, a small smile forming as he sees me coming in ‘Hey...’he responds, his voice a bit husky from being up late, ‘Where have you been all night?’ I chuckled at his voice, he sounded sleepy and I could tell.

‘Madi’s house’ I said taking off my boots. ‘Madi's house, huh?’ he nods, his eyes lingering on me for a moment before looking back at his computer screen. ‘You look tired...’ he comments, his tone a bit softer now. ‘Did you guys have a lot of fun?’ I smile at him softly. ‘yeah but i missed u’ I walk up to him taking out my earrings.

His expression softens, and he closes his laptop, giving me his full attention. ‘You missed me, huh?’ He asks, trying to suppress a smile. ‘Even though you were out with your friends?’ I nod sitting on his lap as he sits on the gaming chair. He wraps his arms around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder. ‘I missed you too, baby.’ He sighs contently, holding me close. ‘You know, I was starting to think you forgot about me.’

‘I could never..’ I smile staring into his eyes. He lifts his head up, looking into my eyes with a small smile. ‘Never, huh?’ He asks, his voice low and soothing. ‘Good, because I couldn't bear the thought of you forgetting about me.’ He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. ‘Matt i know you hate going but would you pretty please come with me to Tara’s party tomorrow’ I smile hoping he gives in.

He raises an eyebrow, trying not to let his discomfort show too obviously ‘babe a party..’ He shifts slightly, still keeping me on his lap ‘You know how I feel about those things my love.’ I start thinking of ways to convince him… What most people don’t know is Matt loves anything physical in his relationships so it’s normal for us to be hugging holding hands …. Fucking a lot so I knew the perfect way to get him to go.

‘I’ll give you a blow job if you go’ I smile. his eyes widen slightly, a mix of surprise and temptation crossing his face ‘Well...’ he chuckles softly ‘When you put it that way...’ he runs a hand through my hair ‘What time do we have to leave?’ a playful smirk forms on his lips. ‘7 a clock at night I’m pretty sure’ I think about the text me and Tara shared earlier. 7 at night..." he sighs dramatically but there's a glint in his eyes ‘Alright, I'll do it... but only because you promised...’ he pulls me closer, his hands sliding down to rest on my hips ‘You better keep your word, gorgeous.’

I laugh, ‘I’m going’ I smile getting on my knees. He watches as you get on my knees, his smirk growing wider. ‘Mmm, I'm counting on it...’ he spreads his legs slightly, giving me better access as he leans back in the chair. ‘Come on then, baby...’ I undo his belt slowly I smirk pulling his pants and boxers down ‘still big..’ His ego swells slightly as i check out his size, his hands finding their way into my hair. ‘You like that?’ He asks, his voice dropping an octave, knowing the answer already. ‘You always act so surprised...’

‘because you’re just so big baby..’ I smile staring at his dick. ‘you always say that...’ He chuckles softly, his manhood twitching with anticipation as i stare at it. ‘You make it sound like it's too much...’ He spreads his legs wider, giving me better access. ‘Too much?? Never.’ He smiled ‘Put that pretty mouth to good use, baby.’ I smile “anything for you Matthew..” I smirk kitty licking his tip. ‘Fuck..." He hisses through gritted teeth as i lick his tip, his hips bucking slightly. ‘You're such a good girl, aren't you?’ He praises, his voice thick with desire. ‘So eager to please your man...’

I nod licking the side of his cock. ‘Fuck... that feels amazing...’ His breathing becomes heavier as he watches me work. ‘Show me how much you missed me... show me how good you can be...’ He guides my head down slightly, helping me take more of him. ‘That's it, baby... just like that...’ I hallow my cheeks sucking him, He pants, his hips lifting off the chair as i hollow your cheeks around him. ‘You take it so much better than anyone else...’ He moans, his fingers tightening in your hair, I pull off spitting on his cock then deep throating him again.

‘Fuck yes!’ He groans deeply as you spit and take him deep again ‘You're so fucking filthy... I love it...’ His hips thrust forward, meeting my rhythm ‘Keep going baby, just like that...’ He pants heavily, his body tense with pleasure. I gagged taking as much as I could handle. His eyes roll back in his head, voice breaking as he feels me deepthroat him completely ‘How... how do you even...’ He pants heavily, fingers shaking in my hair ‘That's so fucking hot...’ He moans deeply. I moan against him the slide up sucking his tip.

He lets out a guttural growl at the sensation, hips bucking slightly ‘You're killing me... fuck, why are you so perfect...’ His fingers trace along your jawline as i suck his tip ‘Such a gorgeous mouth... made for this...’ I moan continuing my pace. ‘Oh god, that sound...’ His voice is thick with lust ‘Can't get enough of it...’ His free hand reaches down, stroking your hair and cheek gently ‘Look up at me, baby...’ His voice has that irresistible soft tone.

I pull off smiling “I want you to cum on my face..”He stares at you, his eyes dark with lust as he takes in the sight of your face covered in saliva ‘Fuck, you're something else...’ He grabs his dick, stroking it quickly as he watches you ‘I'm gonna cum all over your pretty face baby...’ I close my eyes and stick my tongue out. He moans loudly, his hand moving faster as he watches me prepare for his load. He unleashes a thick, hot load of cum all over my face, coating my skin, hair, and tongue in his seed ‘fuck baby..’ I take it off my eyes and open them. He stares at me, taking in the sight of his cum dripping down my face ‘Damn, you look even prettier like this...’ He gently runs his fingers through the sticky strands of hair on my face ‘My little messy angel...’

I wipe it off my face with my fingers and lick it off. He watches me lick his cum off my fingers, his dick already starting to twitch again ‘Fuck, you're insatiable... I think I'm addicted to you’ He pulls me up and crushes his lips against mines, tasting himself on my tongue. He breaks the kiss, panting ‘Need you... now...’ He roughly grabs me and pushes me up against the nearest wall, pressing his body against mine ‘Want to fuck you so hard...’ His hands roam over my body possessively ‘You ready for me?’ I immediately take my hoodie off and pants off. He looks me up and down, his eyes dark with lust ‘Fuck, you're gorgeous...’ He quickly pulls his shirt off and tosses it aside, revealing his toned chest and abs ‘Gonna fuck you so hard, baby...’

I nod biting my lip jumping into his arms and tongue kissing him, He catches me easily, one hand grasping my ass while the other tangles in my hair as he devours my mouth in a fierce kiss. His hardening cock presses against my stomach. He growls against my lips and carries you over to the bed, throwing me down onto it. ‘Spread those legs for me baby...’ I nod spreading them. He climbs onto the bed between your legs, positioning himself at your entrance .

‘You're so wet...’ He teases my opening with the head of his cock ‘Ready for me to stretch that tight little pussy?’ I nod, as he did not hold back. A wicked grin spreads across his face and he slams his hips forward, burying himself deep inside me in one thrust. ‘Like that, baby?’ He begins to pound into me mercilessly, his hips moving at a brutal pace ‘Gonna fuck you until you can't walk straight..’ I moan softly. ‘’Matt’ He leans down, sucking at my neck as he continues to hammer into me.

‘So tight and wet... Fuck, you feel amazing...’ He grabs my legs and throws them over his shoulders, changing the angle and going even deeper ‘Take it all, baby...’ my body slightly shakes. ‘mmph- Matt’ I moan, His pace quickens at the sound of his name on my lips. ‘Yeah, baby? Say my name again... while I'm fucking that sweet pussy...’ He leans down to whisper in my ear ‘You're close aren't you? I can feel your walls squeezing me...’ I couldn’t even think straight I was so cock drunk.

‘so big matt..’ i moan gripping the sheets. A deep growl escapes his throat at the way i stretch around him ‘Tell me how much you can take, baby... How much of my big cock can your little pussy handle?’ He reaches between us and finds my clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. ‘c-can’t take it’ I cried.

He chuckles and pulls out almost completely, then slams back in, hitting my cervix ‘Too much huh? You can't handle all this dick...’ He does it again, pounding his hips against yours ‘Look at me, eyes on me...’ I try to keep them open as I moan uncontrollably. ‘Good girl... Now tell me who's fucking that tight little pussy?’ His abs contract with each powerful thrust, his fingers still working my clit

‘Tell me...’ He grinds his hips in a way that makes me gasp ‘That's my girl, fucking losing it...’ I grip his shoulders tightly. ‘mmh it’s yours Matt all yours..’ His pace quickens and he pulls out almost completely ‘Who does this belong to? Who's the only one allowed to fill this pretty little hole up?’ ‘you Matt only you’ I moan out. ‘Fuck yeah... Only me...’ His voice gets deeper, more primal. ‘"That's right, baby... This pussy is mine’ my eyes roll back as I moan uncontrollably.

His pace is brutal, his hips snapping back and forth as he fills me up completely ‘Say I’m Matt's girl...’ ‘I’m Matt’s girl..’ I moan out. ‘That's it... You're my fucking girl...’ He pulls out and flips me over onto my hands and knees ‘Now watch the mirror and watch me fill you up again...’ He lines himself up with my entrance and slams back in, his balls slapping against my clit. I grip the sheets crying out in pleasure.

‘Look at yourself... See how well you take my cock?’ He reaches around to play with my clit as he fucks me from behind ‘So goddamn beautiful... My girl, my pussy, my everything.’ I choked out a groan. ‘don’t stop don’t stop..’ the only thing I can repeat. ‘You like that, baby? Like watching me fuck you senseless?’ He leans down to kiss my shoulder, his hips never stopping their brutal pace ‘You're so close, I can feel it...’ ‘Matt please fuck ima cum’

‘Cum for me, baby... Show me who you belong to...’ He slams into me one last time and holds himself deep inside of me as he comes, his hot seed filling you up completely ‘Fuck...’ my body goes limp shaking, He collapses on top of me. His heavy breathing the only sound in the room for a moment, he eventually rolls off and pulls me onto his chest His arms wrapped around me. ‘told you id make you mine...’ i laughed softly.

‘I love you…’ I muttered out. ‘I love you too pretty girl’ He kisses the top of my head, his heart still racing from the intense sexual intimacy we just had "Now rest. We'll order some food and watch a movie later." He holds me close, feeling completely content and satisfied. ‘Perfect day.’ He said softly….

A/n: I hope you enjoyed sorry I took a break I got stuff I’m working on for you guys! And for my Chris girls keep an eye out ….

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[tezzzzzzzz]

Burps

Note: random lil blurb my brain thought of

Warnings:none!

You and Chris sat together on his bed you cuddled into his side as you both sip on large sodas Chris had brought home from 7/11. He was obviously drinking Pepsi and you were drinking sprite.

The YouTube video was all you focused on. You didn’t care about anything in that moment too caught up in the video.

After a few moments you went to yawn and as you did quite a rather large burp slipped past your lips. You immediately covered your mouth. “Chris I think there’s a ghost…” you tried to say without giggling.

Chris looks at you and slightly raises an eyebrow. “Mmm really..?” He asked playfully. You nod trying to compress your smile. “I’ll just have to call Sam and Colby to help..” he joked taking a sip from his Pepsi. You giggled slightly and nodded.

After about 5 minutes Chris smiles looking down at the top of your head and lets out a burp. “Wooow babe I’m really starting to get freaked out..” he giggled as you nodded laughing.

[supasolaa]

.•Driving in his car

based of “diet pepsi”(addison rae)

!cherry reader

warnings

suggestive language, light smut

The car moved at a leisurely pace as you sat in the passenger seat, your feet sitting on the dashboard. Rafe glanced at you for a moment, sipping diet Pepsi as he continued. “wanna stop up by the lake?” he asked gravely causing you to look over at him “Mhm. That’s fine with me.”

As Rafe puts down the soda can, you pick it up and sip on it “mm, I wish I brought my swimsuit..could’ve swam..” you mutter after you clear your throat. “yeah? you can go skinny dip.” he joked with a smile causing you to “You gonna run off with my clothes after I get in?” “Never, babe.”

He pulls onto the side of the road “Mhm?” you ask as he pulls the keys out of the ignition. Your eyes gaze down to the cross gold chain, then move to his lap “mm you look good on my lap with those jeans.” he groaned out, you flush slightly but laugh gently

“mm..hmm?” you grab the diet Pepsi taking a sip. he spoke up seeing your lipstick stains “you getting your lipstick stains over the can babe..” you bite your lip softly ���sorry.” “Mmm it’s fine, put ‘em on me next time.” you laugh “That was a terrible flirting attempt.”

Rafe’s hands go down to your ass covering up some of it “Made you laugh though, baby.” he starts to unbutton your shirt, but quietly gesturing for permission “Mhm..it’s okay..” you mutter out. As he gets it off, he tosses it to the passenger’s side letting his gaze run over your dark red bra.

“Mmm so fuckin’ pretty..” he mutters starting to kiss your chest, while easing one of his hands into the bottom of your bra. You whine softly, his kisses, the hand on your tit, and the one on your ass still. It was all just too much.He grips your ass harder, probably leaving red marks like cherry’s causing your cheeks to become like them too.

As Rafe pulls one of your tits out he softly kisses and sucks on it, your lips go into his neck to cover your moans. Getting lipstick stains on him. He moans as he pulls off of it “Don’t cover up your sounds, babe..” he practically whines out. You pull off your bra, crawling into the back seat, him following behind.

Rafe starts taking off his shirt and you get out your pants, the both of you kiss desperately, him holding your jaw firm and gentle as you dig your fingers in his hair. You grind into his lap while moaning in his mouth, his fingers moving down from your jaw to your hips helping you move.

He was more experienced in this..area to say, you’d only had sex about four times while the both of you have dated. Plus..he’s the one who popped your cherry, it was young lust that made you let him.You gasp as his lips move to your collarbone. He kept making you move since you were overstimulated slightly, and you couldn’t move fully.

As the hour goes on you are both left with sweat covered bodies while you catch your breath, a car smelling of sex, and fogged up windows. You grab the Diet Pepsi can once more sipping on it.

a/n

reading and writing smut is two diff experiences i fear>.<

[pedge-page]

Adventures in "Joel Dealing with his Preggo Wife"

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Just as the title suggests--little fluffy (occasionally smutty) snippets of Joel and his wifu during their first pregnancy and beyond. Decided to make its own masterlist for this drabbles series. Can be read together or standalone. Fics are in a timeline chronological order but you do not need to read in any order.

* contains NSFW themes or content

Bathroom Break

Lollipop

At the Park *

Hungry *

Watching TV

Angry *

NOT hungry

House Pet *

Drama Queen

At the Beach *

Snack Time *

Mmm...cookies?

From Party of Two, to Family of Three

And then there were Four

Drabbles/ specials / extras / Requests during pregnancy:

Joel Miller - Husband, Father, Daddy*

The Ice Cream Fiasco

Pepsi vs Coke, Pepsi Strikes Back

Sundae Surprise

Low maintenance

Morning Sickness

Joel, Meet Ramses

Prayers

Late from Work *

Hold It

Stubborn Pains

Mother in Law *, + Sarah

Spa Day *

Diet

Going vegan?

Yapper

Worms

Oh the Colors You'll Choose

Plant Momma

In n Out

Role Play Me Not*

Smooches

Missed Call

Tommy Dealing with Preggo Wife

Humpty Dumpty *

The Bush *

Welcome Home, Sarah! Snippets with first born :

Tummy Time

Baby Fever *

Sensory dancing fruit videos

7.5 Special- Joel gets you the dog

My Wife, My Love, My Life*

Retirement Home

Food War

Fashion Show!

Slap Around and Find Out

Art

Misunderstanding

KeeKee!

Baby Talk

Date Night*

Language Barrier

Random Fluff

Amusement park hacks

The Duck Dilemma , Resolved

Super Woman, Super Wife

Tea time

Diamond Diamond Diamond

The Price of Bananas

It's Spicy

Sarah's Bargain

Save Me from Your Brother, Tommy!

The Ex

You're Beautiful

Welcome home Ellie! Full family shenanigans

Interrupted nap

Ellie's First Words

Don't Leave Mom in Charge

Making a Mom out of You*

Doctor Ellie

Sick Days

Pool Days

Time Out

Snacks for the Pack

New Years

Happy Mother's Day*

Say Hello to my Little Friends

Joels Perfectly Not So Great Terrible Day

Be sure to check out the #Joel Dealing with Preggo Wife tag for more!

How I Met your Mother *

Sarah's First Job

[eph3merall]

can u do a little angst fic where reader and chris are fwb and reader realizes chris only sees her as a sex doll

this pic of him is so sexc mmm. starts off as smut, felt like it'd be better if it led up to the angst :)

"oh.. chris," the shrill sound of your whines and moans were pathetic in chris' ears, growing higher pitched each time he rammed his dick back into you. he stilled for a second, relishing in the way you would groan and tug at his hair, urging him to keep going and not stop. your thighs have begun to ache, the burning pain in your muscles a reminder to how long you two have been going at it.

chris is grinning, smug and wide. he runs his tongue over his lips, letting his hips ease back just so the tip remained before ramming himself right back in, his heart beating out of his chest at how pretty you are. the slick sound of your pussy gripping him with each thrust has his head spinning, eyes locked on the way you suck him right back and the milky ring formed around his dick.

your orgasm hits you hard, arms wrapping around the brunette's neck to pull him close and whispering curses into his skin. your body is layered with a thin sheet of sweat, breath hitching when you feel chris' hips stutter and eventually pause. when pulling out, you shiver at the feel of his cum mixing and leaking out of your spent hole, teeth sinking into your lower lip to stifle a moan.

the bliss that comes afterwards is one that has you feeling giddy and high at the sight of chris pressing a sloppy kiss to your cheek, only for him to sit up and leave your line of sight. you lay still, stomach heaving with slowing breaths as you calm down. the faint rustle of clothes makes it through the fog of your brain, the sound of a zipper and something else as you will your body to muster the strength to sit up.

propping onto your lower arms to lift yourself up, you blink at the image of chris getting dressed so quickly. he doesn't seem to be paying you any mind, running a hand through his hair and grabbing a towel to run it under the bathroom sink. he's returning and wiping you off, and you find the gesture comforting, especially coming from someone like him.

it's not like you two are in a relationship, but sometimes you fool yourself into believing that you are. the sex, the affection, the gifts. to anyone else, it would look like chris was in a relationship with you.

"there y'go.. all better," your thighs have been cleaned, along with your whole body, as he takes a glance up and down. hearing chris hum as he tosses the towel aside onto the bed somewhere, you let your eyes close to savour the good feelings. deep down you know chris will be telling you to get out in a second, but you want to stay in this moment for just a second.

chris tosses your clothing onto the bed by your head, giving a jerk of his chin to tell you to get dressed. you dont know where he got a pepsi from, but hes cracking it open and taking a sip.

"cmon. gotta get somewhere in a sec, hurry up," you know its not an invitation for you to go as well, even if you wish it was. you arent dating. the words play in your head, trying to remind yourself that this doesn't, and shouldn't, mean anything. you two are just friends, thats all.

you have noticed that chris has been distant lately. hes talking to you less, texting you only for a quick fuck. and you dont have the heart in you to say no, even after your friends tried blocking him on your phone. plus, chris knows how to fuck. he knows how to use his dick, and his mouth, and his fingers.

clipping your bra back on and tugging your panties up your thighs, chris pays no attention to you. unfortunately. it sparks disappointment in you for some reason, and you aren't too sure why since you have no reason to feel the way you do. the sheets rustle as you get up and pull your pants on, seeing chris approach the door.

"gotta go. see you later, kay, baby?"

god, he sounds so sweet. with a grin and a short wave, he's out the door and you're left alone. it makes you feel good to know he trusts you enough that he could leave his own room and not worry about you doing some sneaky shit.

it hurts, in a way. hes gotten distant, only viewing your texts and leaving you on read. you remember when the two of you were best friends, and you weren't caught up in this mess of being 'fuck buddies' yet. chris used to text you and let you rant about your day, tell you what he's up to and tell you he misses your pretty face.

the last text received from him was 'come over?' and a picture of the bulge in his pants. he doesn't talk to you anymore, acting as if you two were never anything in the first place anyways. it's like you were just a quick fuck to him, not anything more, as if you two never used to joke around and have fun.

maybe you were just some quick way for him to cum.

you're glad chris is gone, the reality of the whole situation hitting you full force in the face. chris really doesn't care anymore. he couldn't give a fuck where you were or what you were doing, ignoring every text you send asking him to hang out or watch a movie. he's always horny when he messages you, always asking so sweet for you to come over and help him out. there were no after orgasm kisses, no sweet praises of how well you did.

at first, it's all anger. you want to call him, tell him off for being such a dick. chris saw you as some outlet for frustration, treating you how he would treat you if you were some quick hookup at a party. one and done. except, he keeps pulling you back in and somehow managed to create the illusion that he even cared for you.

slowly, the anger turns into sadness, and you're standing at the doorway out of his chris' room staring at your phone. you should get out. get out of this house, leave him behind, forget this ever happened. because you were just being used for your body, like you were some emotionless sex doll who never even had feelings in the first place.

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©eph3merall 2025

[sturnthorniolo]

Part 2

Content warnings: smut|unprotected sex|dirty talk| oral (male receiving)|nearly getting caught

Both Chris and reader are of age in this fan-fic, you have always been a Matt girl but will that change after an interaction alone with Chris? Yes this is fiction before anyone gets any ideas.

Dividers and banner made by @vxnitra🖤

Part 1 recap: you attend the sturniolo triplets tour, during the meet and greet you go to the bathroom when suddenly you encounter Chris. He takes you to a supply closet and offers you an opportunity that most people would fold for.

“Fuck” I thought to myself, this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that anyone would beg for and he was just giving it to me, I didn’t know what to do. On one hand I wasn’t one for meaningless hookups plus I’ve always been a matt girl from the second I first watched them.

He was the quiet brother, the sweet one that I always resinated with but the way Chris was standing there offering himself on a silver platter to me was sending waves through my body.

I took a deep breath to centre myself but all I could smell was the scent of Pepsi from his perfectly pink lips mixed with cologne which was making it harder to resist.

“I know you want this just as bad as I do” Chris cooed tucking a piece of hair behind my ear, he wasn’t wrong which drove me crazy. He brought his mouth to my ear and softly whispered “don’t make me beg” before he gently bit down on my lobe making me grip onto his vest letting out a short gasp. I couldn’t contain this anymore, that was the final straw to holding back my self restraint.

I turn to meet his gaze, it was like a silent agreement before our lips quickly crashed together, my arms found its way around his neck as his hand made its way into my hair pulling my face closer to his while the other wrapped around my back pressing me desperately close to his body.

The kiss was filled with hunger and neediness as his tongue begged entry to my mouth, his tongue tangling with mine the room filling with hums of satisfaction. He tasted so sweet I couldn’t get enough of it.

After a moment he pulls away and grabs onto the front of my shirt “take this shit off” he grunted before he ripped it completely open revealing my bra. I let out a squeal of shock as he slides it down my shoulders leaving me feeling exposed to him “mmm…much better” he murmurs taking in my form and how soft my skin looked. He roughly picked me up and sat me on the edge of the table situating himself inbetween my thighs.

“Chris what if someone catches us?” I ask lowly, he smirks bringing his lips to my neck. “Then we’ll have to be quiet now won’t we” Chris began to pepper kisses against the skin, they were firm yet sensual licking and nipping leaving light red marks making me wrap my legs around him needing him closer.

“Mmm fuck” i moan hooking my arms under his, digging my nails into his shoulders. “Shhh” Chris chuckled quietly against my neck “If I had known you’d be this damn responsive I would have put something in that pretty little mouth to shut you up”.

He began to kiss down to my chest bringing his hands up to fondle my contained breasts, I let out a whimper tangling my fingers in his messy hair. His kisses felt like fire scorching my skin, my core started to ache my shorts starting to soak I needed to feel him, for him to explore every inch of my body “Chris I need you” I whine. He pushes me down my back gently pressing against the cold table.

Chris’s hands move to the waistband of my shorts “ lift your hips” he commanded as he gently tugged on them. I comply as he swiftly swipes them off discarding them on the floor, his eye roam over my body taking in every detail as I lay there in my underwear slightly squirming in anticipation.

He glances at the clock on the wall “Fuck” he mutters to himself realising he doesn’t have much time before people would start asking questions to his where abouts. He began to undo his belt throwing it on the chair where his hoodie was I glance down at his crotch seeing the way his jeans molded perfectly around his hard cock leaving nothing to the imagination.

“See something you like beautiful?” he teased while he unbuttoned his jeans, I nod nibbling on my bottom lip. He pulled down his jeans with his boxers his throbbing dick springing from them, my eyes widened and my cheeks start to turn a shade of rosy pink as I admire it.

It was a lot bigger than I expected especially from what I had experienced before, the tip was a perfect mushroom shape that was glistening at the slit. He grasps onto it pumping it in his fist the pre cum coating his slender fingers as he lets out a soft groan, the sound echoing through my body like a sweet melody.

He came closer and with his free hand softly runs his fingers through my hair before he grasps hold of it pulling me off the table “get on your knees” he grunted before pushing me down to the floor the carpets slightly burning my knees in the process.

I look up at him meeting his gaze, his icy blue eyes was intense filled with desire and pure lust as he brings the throbbing tip to my bottom lip rubbing it gently against it. The sweetness of his precum that smeared against my lips was sending me wild, the need to taste him to feel him deep inside made me clench around nothing.

I go to put my lips around it when he pulls my head back with the fistful of hair still in his hand. “Ah ah ah” Chris chuckled softly a smirk plastered on his face. “Chris please” I whine trying to tug out his grip so I could encase it between my perfectly pouted lips.He pulls again harder “Beg for it, tell me whose girl you are and then I’ll let you have it” he says slyly as he brings the tip back to my lips moving it in a teasing motion.

The words was hard to get out it was as if they was caught in the back of my throat, his action was taunting and torturous like a silent punishment for being a Matt girl but I couldn’t help but love it and it only increased my desire for Chris more.

“I’m… im your girl Chris” I manage to stutter out. “That’s my good girl” he cooed as he loosens his grip on my hair and begins to tangle his fingers between the strands “Now open that pretty little mouth for me”.

Without hesitation I part my lips for him allowing him to stick his throbbing length in my mouth, my tongue feeling every bulging vein on the underside of his shaft, He lets out a soft grunt as he feels the tip brush against the back of my throat.

I grasp onto his jeans that are rested around his thighs as my eyes begin to water “fuck… you look so beautiful like this, my cock buried deep in your mouth” he murmured as began to slowly move his hips. His thrusts were gentle and drawn out as his half lidded eyes locked onto mine, his teeth biting down on his bottom lip to conceal his pleasure.

My jaw was starting to ache around his girth, the tip grazing my throat causing me to gag on it. “Mmm that’s it, take it” he groaned tightening his grip on my hair again making me whimper around his cock. His body starts to tremble feeling the vibrations from my whimper shoot through his length “fuck”.

I couldn’t get enough of it, the way his body arched, his speed starting to increase. I remove one of my hands from his jeans and go to put it against my aching clit but just as my finger tips brush against my bud he pulls me from his cock, saliva dripping down my chin.

He brings his face down to mine while my body squirms below him desperate for a sweet release “tsk tsk someone’s impatient” his tone oozing with playfulness as a smirk grew on his face.

“Please chris, touch me, I… I can’t wait anymore”. My cheeks was flushed, my face glistening with sweat that my baby hairs was sticking to my forehead. Without a word Chris pulls me to my feet and bends me over the table, my hands pressed against the hard surface.

He slowly ran his index finger up and down my clothed heat feeling the way my underwear clung to it. He leans down pressing his firm chest against my back bringing his lips to my ear. “Remember to be a good girl and keep quiet” he whispered, his lips brushing against the lobe. I nod my head pushing my ass up against his crotch desperate for him to fill me with his throbbing cock.

He moves my panties to the side and teases my wet folds with the tip sliding it along the slit before he slowly pressed it in. I bite onto my bottom lip concealing a gasp as I feel him stretch me out. He grounds himself holding one of my hips in a firm grip while the other slid up my back, his fingers tangling in my hair before he tugs it causing me to arch my back taking more of his length.

“Mmm you feel so good” he cooed as he began to gently move his hips into me making sure I could feel every inch as he buries it deep inside my walls. My legs begin to shake as he hits all the right places the curve of his cock pushing against my g-spot coaxing me close to my climax. His thrusts start to speed up becoming more sloppy as he grew closer to the edge, his breathing fast and shallow but we was snapped out of our moment by a voice coming from the hallway.

“Chris? Damn where is that idiot?” A mutter echoed from down the halls. Chris clamps his hand over my mouth to whisper in my ear “shhh keep quiet” as he continued to move in and out of me cautiously hoping whoever that was would give up quickly and proceed back to the meet and greet room. But again we hear the voice as it drew closer “Chris come on where are you?” it was Matt.

My eyes widen at the recognition of his voice and the sound of his heavy boots making its way in our direction, my heart begins to race at the thought of being discovered by his brother but something about it was turning me on more. Chris pushes all of his length in me and stays there holding me close as we hear Matt stop right outside the door.

The atmosphere was tense as we stayed frozen anticipating if Matt would open the door and catch us like this but my mind was consumed by how Chris felt deep inside me, to resist the urge to whimper or moan at a time like this when we could practically get caught was terrifying but thrilling.

I scrunch my eyes shut and hold my breath in fear he could hear the laboured breathing through the door but the sound of my own heart beat filled my ears making causing my head to spin at all these different sensations.

After a minute stand off it seemed Matt didn’t hear a thing as he takes a step back from the door and heads further down the hallway, the sound of his foot steps disappearing into the abyss. I begin to splutter catching my breath which prompted a chuckle from Chris “that was a close call”. He pulls out for a second and turns me around “are you ok though?” He asks his expression filled with a genuine concern.

Managing to regain my composure “I’m fine just would’ve been abit awkward yano” I say through shaky breath. “Hmm…I think you would’ve loved it” he cooed as he brushed his fingertips against my sensitive clit. “Anyway we should finish what we started before we have anymore interruptions”.

With that I obediently sat on the table with spread legs inviting him between them. In one swift motion he stepped forward and pushed himself back inside me picking up where we left off. The room filled with hushed gasps and moans, I throw my head back feeling an orgasm rip through me chasing the high before Chris pulls out and coats my stomach with his glistening seed.

He rests his forehead against mine as we catch our breaths “that that was good” he pants, I nod still struggling to form a coherent word. I look down at my stomach taking in the sight of the mess he left on me, he follows my gaze a smirk tugging on his lips. “Yeah best get that cleaned up” he looks around and sees my torn shirt which only filled him with more amusement. He picks it up about to use it to clean me up before I grab his hand in protest.

“What? It’s ruined anyway might as well make it useful” I couldn’t fight his logic there was no way I could wear it I remove my hand and let him do what needed to be done. He tenderly wiped his cum up with the shirt it was a complete contrast to the things that transpired not long ago, the way his face softened concentrating on making sure it was properly removed.

My heart fluttered at the sight of him but reality started to kick in, this would only be a one time thing I knew that already but I couldn’t help being disappointed at the prospect of never seeing him again after this, for it to be a secret I’d have to carry with me for as long as I live.

He finishes cleaning me up and places the fabric onto the table with a sigh. He takes one finally look at me in my underwear savoring the moment “we should get changed the meet and greet will be finishing soon and we’ve been gone for a suspicious amount of time” I nod and slide off the table grabbing my shorts. “Here take my hoodie” he says as he passes it to me “are you sure? I couldn’t..” but he interrupts “it’s fine plus you need to hide those” he gestures to the hickeys littering your neck. I nod “fair point” as I slip it over my head.

Once i was done I glance over seeing him buckle his belt fixing himself up running his fingers through his scruffy hair, I couldn’t help but stand there in awe. Chris hides the soiled shirt ,most likely as a souvenir to collect later, then walks to the door opening it “shall we”. With that I walk past him feeling him follow close behind me.

“Well that’s where you’ve been” we quickly turn round to the source of the voice to find Matt leaning against a door not far from the supply closet giving a knowing look. My heart races thinking shit we’ve been caught “yeah yeah we was in there I thought I’d give our fan a tour” Chris says keeping his composure. “A tour?” Matt raises an eyebrow not entirely convinced especially with how unenthusiastic Chris was early, Chris nods forming a mischievous grin “what else would we be doing?”.

I blush knowing what Chris was insinuating but Matt was too smart to play into Chris’s games. Matt gaze turns to me examining my appearance I could tell in his eyes he knew something was different but he shakes his head and lets it go not wanting to risk an awkward situation in front of a fan. Matt clears his throat “Well butt head we gotta get back”, “ladies first” Chris teases gesturing for Matt to guide the way.

Matt rolls his eyes ignoring the comment and takes the lead. Chris passes me and he grabs my ass giving a wink, I hold back a squeal of delight resisting the urge to pull him back into the closet instead I follow not far behind them now knowing whose girl I am.

Part: 1 | 2

🏷️: @sturnsxbitvh @courta13 @pip4444chris

[bigsoftmarshmallow]

The curb is kinda dry, a little crumbly. You will grow parched. You should have a drink afterwards :D

So my fiancé and I are on our way back home from our bridal shower up North.

My only plans for tomorrow is to drink my body weight in sweet tea and write.

Also Michigan, you were beautiful but if someone tries to offer me Pepsi instead of Coke one more time imma walk into traffic.

🫶🏻

[daddyslilchickenfingers2]

Breakup Help (Chris)

Request: None (Reupload of the second fic I ever wrote and it’s lowkey shit)

Warnings: Friends to lovers, slight angst, insecure Chris, minimal degradation, eating out, basic sex

Y/n’s pov

About two weeks ago Chris’ girlfriend of two years cheated on him with his good friend and unfortunately, Chris walked in on them fucking. It had completely broke his heart, he’s been depressed and hasn’t left his room in days, he just cries and gets mad at his brothers for trying to make him eat a real meal. Matt had called me asking if I would go over and try to talk to Chris and cheer him up since I’m his best friend.

I agreed to go over since Matt and Nick were going to be staying at Madis for the night, needing to have a meeting with Laura anyways. I got my stuff together and went to the store to get Chris a Pepsi, goldfish and a monkey stuffed animal before heading to their house. I used my key to open the door, immediately going down to Chris’ room only to hear him crying really hard.

I knocked on the door softly “Hey buddy, can you unlock the door so I can come in please?” I spoke in a soft voice trying to be comforting. “No go away” his voice cracked as he responded, “Please Chris? I wanna give you a hug and I have something for you” I pleaded. After a loud sigh, Chris unlocked the door and I let myself in, he looked like hell, his hair was a mess, he hadn’t shaved in a few days, and had red eyes with massive bags underneath, I felt bad for him. I set the stuff I brought him on his desk and threw my bag and shoes on the floor before making my way over to the sad boy on his bed. I sat down, pulling him into a tight hug, rubbing his back as he clung onto me and cried.

“Why would they do this to me? Am I really that disposable that they can just move on and forget about me?” he cried out as he pulled away to look at me “No you’re not, you’re a great person and anyone would be lucky to have you as a friend or boyfriend, I’m sorry they did that” I said as I moved his hair out of his face. “S-she said I di-didn’t make her feel good and-d I have a small dick! B-but she always acted like it felt g-good! And s-said I was a ba-bad kisser. They both called me super ugly too” He spoke softly, stuttering over his words as he looked down with tears still streaming down his face.

“Awe Chrisy I’m sorry” I laid next to him on the bed as I spoke. “Now I feel really insecure…” he looked up at me with a sad expression, “Y/n do you think I’m ugly?” He questioned, making me give him a small smile. “Absolutely not, you’re very attractive. You have the most beautiful eyes, a stunning smile, perfect hair, the cutest little freckles, a very charming personality, the prettiest lips, really nice hands, should I continue?” A light blush spread across his face as I complimented him. “You think I have pretty lips and nice hands?” He questioned with a small smirk “Is that all you got from what I just said?” I asked rolling my eyes.

He replied with “No I also got that you think I’m cuuute” cracking a small smile. “Shut up or I’m leaving, you’re never getting complimented again I’ll just say you’re ugly” I rolled my eyes going to get up but he moved to lay on top of me so I couldn’t move and tightly hugged me “NO! I haven’t stopped crying since I caught them, you can’t leave you made me smile!” He said as he hid his face in my neck, “Fine I’ll stay if you get your fat ass off of me” I said pushing him off of me. “Don’t be mean to me, I’m vulnerable” He pouted “You owe me a hug now”

Chris had fallen asleep on me about 30 minutes after I got here but he needed the sleep so I didn’t bother him, a few hours had passed and he had just woken up. “Good morning sleeping beauty” I laughed at him making him whine and move his face away from my neck now laying on his back “Mmm if I’m sleeping beauty then I can’t wake up until I get a true loves kiss” he puckered his lips up and closed his eyes, earning a smack from me “Nice try bud” “It was worth a shot” he laughed.

We decided to watch a movie, Chris munching on the goldfish I brought him, before turning to me “Can I ask you a weird question” he asked earning a nod from me. “Remember what I said earlier?” “You said a lot earlier so you gotta be more specific” “What I said about h/e/n, when she said I was bad in bed” he sighed. “I don’t like where you’re going with this” “Just hear me out, would you um let me like make out with you and give you head? OH, and would you tell me if you think I have a small dick?” He pleaded with me.

I sighed sitting up to look at him “I love you and all but n-“ I didn’t get to finish because he interrupted me. “Before you say no…” He sat up moving his face closer to me, “…can I pleeeeaaaase!? If you don’t like it I’ll stop, I just need feedback on exactly what doesn’t feel good. please, it won’t be weird I promise!” he said, giving me the cutest pout. “Fine only because you look really cute when you make that face” I reluctantly agreed.

Chris pulled off his hoodie and shirt claiming they would make him “too hot” before throwing his blankets off of us sitting on his knees and pulling my face closer to his. I could feel the stubble underneath my fingers when I gently cupped his jaw, his eyes flickered between my eyes and my lips for a second before smashing our lips together. The kiss was hot and needy, Chris’ tongue slid across my bottom lip as he slowly pushed me to lay on my back making me gasp, allowing his tongue slide into my mouth as he moved to hover over me.

My other hand came up to to tread through his hair as his moved to my thigh, I don’t know what h/e/n was talking about when she said he was a bad kisser because that’s most definitely not true. Chris started leaving sloppy, wet kisses down to my neck before sucking deep purple hickies into my skin, pulling away when he heard a small moan come out of me when he sucked on a specific spot. I looked up at him, he was biting his lip looking at me “So how was that?” he asked. “Hmm I think I need one more for good measure” I teased as he smashed our lips together again.

This time he was a lot more rough, slightly sucking on my tongue making me loud out another whiny moan into the kiss. Lightly biting my bottom lip as he pulled away, wearing a cocky smile on his face. “Sooo” “One of the best makeout seshes I’ve ever had, I think you know that” I finally answered “You’re right, I just wanted to hear you say it, pretty. Now can I take off your shirt?” he replied. I just gave him a simple nod, he slid my shirt over my head looking down at my exposed breasts making him groan. He started kissing down my neck again, this time moving lower to leave hickies all over my chest before he wrapped his lips around my left nipple to suck on it, switching to do the same to the right one.

He moved lower, occasionally nipping at the skin of my stomach before he stopped at the waistband of my sweats. He slowly pulled my sweats off and started leaving teasing kisses on my thighs, his hands sliding up my sides as he started slightly sucking hickies into my thighs like he did to the rest of my body. He looked up at me, his eyes now so blown out that there was hardly any blue left, we made eye contact. He pulled away and smirked at me “You’re pretty I hope you know that”

Chris came up to press a soft kiss to my lips “How do you want me to get you wet?” He asked with a light blush across his face. “Just do it however you normally would, okay?” I cupped his face as I spoke, feeling the stubble underneath my fingers. “Okay but if I do that I have to take my pants, is that fine? I’ll still have my boxers on.” He said as he scratched the back of his neck nervously. “That’s fine but please stop being so nervous bubs, don’t let that stupid bitch get in your head!” I said pushing his hair back, he just nodded and took off his sweats.

Chris kissed me again for the umpteenth time tonight, licking my bottom lip asking for permission as he presses his hips down against mine. He started grinding against me as we made out, one of his hands coming up to grab one of my tits playing with the nipple making me moan. I felt his cock starting to get hard as he gently bit my bottom lip, I threaded my fingers through his hair and lightly tugged on it. I sucked on his tongue a little bit making him groan into the kiss before he started trailing his kisses down my body once again.

He aggressively pulled my panties down and threw them somewhere behind him, groaning when he saw how wet I was. “Damn, I really made you this wet?” he asked running a finger through my folds, I sheepishly nodded. Chris wasted no time, immediately pumping two fingers in me while kissing my thighs. He curled his fingers up, hitting my g-spot making me gasp before he wrapped his lips around my clit. Chris’ tongue started flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves as he kept curling his fingers up, slowly adding a third one. “Fuck Chris if you keep doing that I’m gonna cum” I moaned out, with his free hand Chris took one of my hands and placed it in his hair. I got the hint and started lightly pulling his hair not wanting to hurt him but his free hand came back to mine making my grip on his hair tighter and made me pull harder causing him to let out a groan.

The vibrations from his constant groaning make me get closer to my high, resulting in me placing both hands in his hair. Chris removed his lips from my clit “You like that baby, am I making you feel good?” he asked with a smirk before removing his fingers and replacing them with his tongue. “Sooo g-good Chris, gonna make me cum soon” I whined out as I felt my high approaching. Chris’ fingers started rubbing my clit in fast, tight circles, flicking his tongue in and out of my hole faster. “Oh sh-shit Chris, fuck ‘m gonna cum” I loudly moaned, tightly gripping his hair, making him groan, sending me over the edge.

After he had licked up all my cum, Chris hovered over me, his face shiny and covered in my cum. “So was it any good?” He asked with a cocky smile, already knowing the answer “You taste so good by the way, I might’ve just found my new favorite meal” he said winking. “Very good, the only thing that could make it better would be if you make out with me again” I responded while biting my lip. Chris came closer to my face so that our lips were almost touching “That can be arranged” he said before smashing his lips against mine, pressing his hips against mine once again, fully hard this time.

I grinded my hips up against his making him let out a loud groan “Fuck Y/n/n don’t do that, I’m already hard, I don’t need you making me hornier. It’s already gonna suck trying to ignore it, so d-don’t do tha- sh-shit” As he spoke I trailed my hand down his chest to his cock, giving it a squeeze. “Why don’t we prove the last two things she said wrong? Show me how good you can fuck me with your big cock Chris” I bit my lip and I moved my fingers to toy with the waistband of his boxers as I looked into his eyes. “Are you serious? Because I dont think I’ll be able to control myself if I fuck you and I don’t wanna be too rough or hurt your feelings” He spoke softly as he stroked my cheek with his thumb.

I leaned up to place a kiss below his ear as I whisper “What if I like it rough and have a degradation kink?” I asked before sucking a few hickies into his neck as he processed what I just said. “And I’m on the pill so you can fuck me raw if you want to” I added making him let out a deep growl pulling his boxers down as he placed his lips on mine, teasing his tip through my folds. Chris placed his tip at my entrance, slowly pushing the mushroomed tip in before slamming the rest of his length into me. He pulled away from the kiss looking down at me waiting for me to tell him to move, once I gave him a nod he started pumping in and out of me at a slow pace.

“Chris, faster, please” I whined out as my fingers went to pull his hair. He started speeding up his thrust as we both let out moans “Goddamn you’re so fucking tight, squeezing my cock so good baby” he groaned out, speeding up his thrust even more, my nails starting to dig into his back as I moaned loudly. Chris dropped his head to look down between our bodies to watch his dick pumping in and out of me. “Ch-Chris you’re so big f-fuck! Ohh right th-there!” I whined out when he hit my g-spot repeatedly, I started sucking more hickies into his neck to match mine. “Yeah, you like that baby? You gonna cum all over my cock like a slut?” Chris growled out moving his hands from my waist, the left one going to rub my clit while the right one starts to toy with my nipples.

I grabbed Chris’ right hand bringing it up to my throat, loving the way his jaw dropped for a moment before turning into a smirk as he wrapped his fingers around my throat to choke me. “You’re such a fucking whore, letting your best friend destroy your tight little pussy!” Chris groaned as his thrusts sped up, his fingers on my clit doing the same as he repeatedly hit my g-spot. “I’m gonna cum! Fuck can I please cum!” I begged, whimpering as my nails scratched down his back, Chris’ hand squeezed my throat harder only adding to the pleasure. I felt his thrusts starting get sloppy signaling he’d was close too.

“Cum all over my cock baby, be a good little slut for me.” Chris groaned out. I came around his cock, my walls squeezing tighter around him, making him shoot his load inside of me. Warm spurts of cum painting my walls white. After we both road out our highs Chris stopped rubbing my clit and removed his hand from my throat before pulling out, causing us both to hiss at the feeling before he plopped down next to me. We both caught our breath before Chris spoke “That was something huh?” he chuckled out “I’m gonna be honest h/e/n has absolutely no fucking idea what she’s talking about because that was amazing” I said rolling over to face Chris, who had a big smile spread across his face.

Chris placed a sweet kiss to my lips, smiling into it when I kissed back, he moved some hair behind my ear after we pulled away “Thank you, for everything. You definitely made me feel so much better tonight, now let’s go get cleaned up and then we can go to sleep. I mean if you want to stay, y-you don’t have to it’s okay-y to s-“ he started saying nervously before I cut him off with a kiss. “Chris you don’t have to keep being so insecure with me dude. I’m not h/e/n, I actually care about you and I love you, you’re my best friend. Now come on let’s go shower and then we can cuddle okay?” I said while stroking his cheek. We got up and took a shower getting dressed after, I wore one of his shirts and a pair of boxers, before going to lay down. I was covered in hickies which made Chris feel proud, this was going to be fun to explain to Matt and Nick in the morning…

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How Yandere do the they Yandere

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Caleb: diet Pepsi coke zero yandere 4/10

Rafayel: 8/10

Sylus: dude this guy is a whole ass green forest disguised as a red flag. 0/10

Xavier: mmm incredibly possessive, does he do the stalking? Eh probably 🤷‍♀️ maybe a 6/10 yandere

Zayne: No -10/10 yandere

Cannon mc:....yeah wouldn't be surprised 7/10 or 10/10

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