#chase stokes x reader

[drewsephrry]

being a pogue moodboard

[andy-15-07]

Sweet Dreams

masterlist ! pairing: John B x reader

Summary : John B wakes up next to the love of his life.

Outer Banks Masterlist

John B yawned, rubbing his eyes as he crawled into bed beside Y/n, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of her peaceful face. Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on her features. He couldn't help but smile as he reached out to brush a strand of hair away from her face.

Y/n stirred slightly, a contented sigh escaping her lips as she snuggled closer to him. "Hey," she murmured sleepily, her voice thick with drowsiness.

"Hey," John B whispered back, his fingers tracing patterns on her arm. "Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."

Y/n blinked sleepily, her eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze. "It's okay," she said with a small smile. "I'm glad you're here."

John B's heart swelled with warmth at her words. "Me too," he admitted, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. "I love you, Y/n."

Y/n's smile widened, her eyes shining with affection. "I love you too, John B," she replied softly, her hand finding his beneath the blankets.

They lay there in comfortable silence for a moment, simply reveling in each other's presence. The stresses of the day melted away as they basked in the warmth of their love.

"You know," Y/n said suddenly, breaking the quiet, "I've been thinking."

John B raised an eyebrow, curious. "About what?"

Y/n hesitated for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip. "About us," she confessed. "About our future."

John B's heart skipped a beat at her words, a rush of excitement flooding through him. "What about our future?" he asked eagerly.

Y/n shifted to face him, her eyes meeting his with determination. "I want us to be together forever, John B," she said earnestly. "I want to wake up next to you every morning, and fall asleep in your arms every night."

John B felt a lump form in his throat at her heartfelt words. He reached out to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing across her skin tenderly. "I want that too, Y/n," he said softly. "More than anything."

Y/n smiled, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Promise me," she whispered. "Promise me that no matter what happens, we'll always find our way back to each other."

John B's heart swelled with emotion as he gazed into her eyes, seeing all the love and trust reflected back at him. "I promise," he vowed, his voice barely more than a whisper. "I'll always find my way back to you, Y/n. Always."

Tears welled up in Y/n's eyes as she threw her arms around him, holding him close as if she never wanted to let him go. "I love you so much, John B," she breathed, her voice choked with emotion.

"I love you too, Y/n," John B murmured, his own voice thick with tears. He held her tightly, savoring the feeling of her in his arms, knowing that as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm.

And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's embrace, they knew that no matter what the future held, as long as they were together, they could conquer anything that came their way. For they were not just two souls entwined, but two hearts beating as one, united in a love that was destined to last a lifetime.

[xtom-darling-x17]

Christmas Fanfic list

Day 1 - Fluff - Snow Angel - Rafe Cameron

Day 2 - Smut - Ginger Bread man - Pope Heyward

Day 3 - Smut - Santa’s little secret - JJ Maybank

Day 4 - Fluff - Fluffy Penguins - Kiara Carrera

Day 5 - Fluff - Hot Chocolate + CoCo - Chase Stokes

Day 6 - Fluff - Covered in Snow - JJ Maybank

Day 7 - Smut - Icing on the cake - Rafe Cameron

Day 8 - Smut - Secret presents - Madelyn Cline

Day 9 - Fluff - Fairy lights on the tree - Sarah Cameron

Day 10 - Fluff - Dancing Elf - Pope Heyward

Day 11 - Smut - Angel Delight - Rudy Pankow

Day 12 - Fluff - Your reindeer - Chase Stokes

Day 13 - Fluff - Are you in my Pjs? - John B

Day 14 - Smut - Falling in deep - JJ Maybank

Day 15 - Smut - My snow flake - Sarah Cameron

Day 16 - Smut - Cookies + cream - John B

Day 17 - Fluff - Gold and silver tinsel - Drew Starkey

Day 18 - Smut - Decoration box - John B

Day 19 - Smut - My Christmas list - JJ Maybank

Day 20 - Fluff - Sing a holly jolly song - Rudy Pankow

Day 21 - Smut - Breaking the ice - John B and JJ

Day 22 - Smut - Let me warm you - Kiara Carrera

Day 23 - Fluff - Peppermint stars - Sarah Cameron

Day 24 - Smut - wrapped up for you - Chase Stokes

Day 25 - Smut - Milk + Cookies - JJ, John B, Sarah

[surftrips]

SNOW ON THE BEACH

OBX WRITING WEEK DAY 2 — MEET CUTE W/ JOHN B. 

word count: 1158

summary: after y/n's flight is delayed, she ends up stranded in a cafe in kildare, rescued by a golden-haired boy.

a/n: my first time writing for john b. and i had so much fun! it's been so hot where i am so i am yearning for winter and cozy vibes in case you can't tell haha

Y/N’s flight to Boston had been delayed at the Kildare Airport, out of all places. And out of all the reasons, it was because of an impending snow storm. Who even knew that it snowed in North Carolina? She couldn’t believe her luck, she was supposed to be going home to visit her family for winter break and now she was stuck in the middle of nowhere. 

She supposed the Outer Banks would’ve been beautiful any other time of the year, but it was December and there was no one left but her and the locals. With an indefinite layover, she decided to leave the airport and head into town. Y/N was in desperate need of caffeine. 

After hailing a taxi and asking to be taken to the nearest cafe, she lugged her carry-on and suitcase into the store before realizing that she had no place to stay. She knew no one in the area and she was sure all the hotel rooms for the night would have been booked by now. 

Groaning, she ordered a hot caramel latte and slumped into a seat by the window. Y/N shot her mom a quick text about her flight being delayed, not in the mood to call her and explain the whole situation. Next, she pulled open her laptop and started looking into a cheap AirBnb or motel nearby. 

In the middle of doing so, she was interrupted by a voice behind her.

“Hey, you’re not from around here,” he said. 

She turned around to see who it was. Her initial guardedness went away when she saw that the boy was around her age. “Is that a question or a statement?” she replied.

Smiling, he said, “I’m pretty confident it’s a fact. I’ve never seen you around here before.” 

“Don’t you get a lot of tourists?” 

“Not many as pretty as you are.” 

Y/N found herself blushing despite how ridiculous this situation was. “I’m just passing by,” she muttered out, unsure of how to respond to his straightforwardness. 

“Really? You didn’t plan on vacationing in the Outer Banks in the dead of winter?” 

She laughed, the ice having been broken, and decided that it was probably safe to introduce herself to this (admittedly) cute stranger. 

“Haha, no, not really. I’m Y/N, by the way.”

“My friends call me John B. Y/N, what’s your story?”

“Well, my flight here was awful, thanks for asking. Then I found out my connection to Boston was delayed because of a New England storm or something and now I’m stuck here indefinitely,” she sighed.

“Shit, sorry to hear that. You must be really unlucky because it never snows around here.” 

“You’re really helping me feel better John B.” 

“Sorry,” he scratched his head. “How can I help?” 

“Seriously? You want to help me?”

“Yeah, sure. Got nothing better to do.” 

“Well, unless you have a place where I can crash I don’t think you can help me very much.” 

With that, the boy’s eyes lit up. “Actually, I do happen to have a place for you to stay.” 

“Oh, I-I was sorta joking you really don’t have to do that.” 

“It’s no big deal, my friends crash there all the time. My dad’s not home that much and even if he was, he wouldn’t mind.” 

Y/N was starting to wonder what the catch was, sure the boy looked nice and like he meant well, but at the end of the day, this was a stranger. He could be luring her back to his house and she would never be seen again. 

“I know what you’re thinking,” he started again. 

“What?”

“You can trust me. Look, it’s a small town, everyone knows me. I’ll even invite all my friends over so you can feel safe. Two of them are girls.” 

Y/N really wanted to say yes. She had been silently begging all day for a miracle and this was the closest thing to it at the moment. 

Sighing, she gave in. “Okay, fine. How far away do you live?” 

“Like ten minutes that way,” he pointed east from the store. “We can get there in the Twinkie.” 

“The what?” 

He led her outside where he had parked his van, infamously named the Twinkie. John B. carried her suitcase into the back while she held onto her carry-on. 

“And this thing is safe?”

“Yes, she is safe to ride in. My friends and I have been through a lot worse than a minor storm with her.” 

“Whatever you say,” she said, still not convinced. “Hey, what time do you think it’s going to snow anyway?” 

“Who knows if it even will? My buddy Pope said it probably won’t get cold enough.” 

What was supposed to be a short ride back to his house ended up becoming a very elaborate tour of the town. It started with John B. pointing out a few of his friend’s houses, then the The Wreck where his friend Kiara worked, the high school they all went to, and finally, they ended up at the beach. 

Y/N had to admit, it was a nice beach. Even in the dead of December, the sand looked clean and the sparkling ocean had not yet frozen over. As John B. admired the landscape, she used this time to get a good look at him. His golden brunette hair, the blue bandana around his neck, the slight hint of a smile on his face as he looked out into the water. She couldn’t decide what was more beautiful to her at that moment, the boy or the sea. 

“Oh my god,” his voice snapped her out of her thoughts. 

“What? What?” 

Wordlessly, he fumbled open his side of the door and raced outside. 

“John B? Where are you going?” she called out after him. 

“I can’t believe it,” he said, in awe.

“Can’t believe what—” Y/N stopped in her tracks. There, in front of them, and above and behind, were small white flecks. They could’ve been lights, or fireflies, but she knew they weren’t. He knew it too, even though he had only seen it a few times in his life. 

“It’s snowing,” he said, incredulously. 

“Oh my god, it is!” Y/N had grown up with the seasons, had felt the wrath of a New England blizzard ten times over, but this, this was something magical. 

“Is this what it feels like? It’s like a scene from a movie,” he was smiling like a little kid now, reaching to grab a pocketful before the flakes melted in his hand. 

“This is so weird.” 

“But beautiful,” he looked over at her then, taking in the moment. Her smile was like she just won a contest, and she found no need to hide it anymore. 

John B. pulled his arms around Y/N, wrapping her in his embrace. They stayed like that watching the snow come down, silently.

[landosgirl97]

Take Care of You- Chase Stokes

Chase walked in to your apartment overjoyed to have time off for the holidays from filming and spending it with you and your daughter. “Babe?” Chase yelled. “Babe!” Still no answer. He made his way to your shared bedroom and found you under multiple blankets and shivering. He also noticed the many Kleenex’s littering the bed and floor, and the medication bottle and box of tissues on the nightstand. The baby was asleep in the crib in the room next to yours so he came to check on you first. “Baby?” He asked, shaking you awake. You groan in response. “Baby.” Chase said. “Yeah. I’m up. Is she crying?” He could tell your nose was red and your voice was scratchy. “No. Have you taken your temperature? You’re sweating.” “ How? It’s freezing in here!” You reply. Chase grabbed the thermometer out of the bedside table drawer and put it in your mouth. He went to go get a warm wash cloth to wash your face when he heard it beep. “Holy shit babe. You really are sick.” He said, knowing that you haven’t had a fever in years. “What is it?” You mumble. “101.4. I’m going to call your mom to take the baby so I can take care of you.” You just nodded and fell back asleep.

Chase woke you up later with hot tea and massage oil. “Roll onto your stomach and let me give you a massage. Then you can drink your tea.” Without a word, you rolled out of the fetal position onto your stomach. Chase warmed the oil between his hands and massaged you sore muscles in your back and shoulders. When you started to have a coughing fit he sat you up so you could breathe again. “Thank you.” You mumbled. He handed you the mug of tea. “Can you make me a sandwich?” You asked him meekly. “Of course baby. I’ll be back.”

You curled back up in bed and groaned. You whole body ached and you felt absolutely horrible. Chase returned with your sandwich and medicine for you. “ Eat and take this. I’ll get our movie started.” You took the medicine with the tea he had brought you before. But not before having another coughing fit. Chase was immediately at your side. Rubbing your back and placing kisses on your face once you had calmed down. He had started your favorite movie and crawled into bed with you. You curled yourself into his side and her ran his fingers through your hair and occasionally handed you tissues. He laid in bed with you all day and took care of you.

You woke up a few hours later really hurting and feeling even worse than you did. When Chase felt you move and heard you groan, he woke from his light sleep. “You ok?” he asked. “I hurt. Everywhere. I just hate feeling like this.” You let a tear slip out of your eye and down your face. “How about we check your temperature again and then run you a bath.” He went to run your bath water and you followed him into the bathroom with the thermometer in your mouth. The thermometer beeped and Chase checked it. “Okay, not as bad as before. But let’s take a bath.” He stripped both of you down and got in the bathtub. You got in after him and sat between his spread legs. Chase rubbed your shoulders and ran his hands through your hair. “It’s gonna be okay baby. We’ll just spend Thanksgiving break at home instead of going out. I’ll call everyone and tell them and we can always join via Facetime.” “But we’ll miss friendsgiving with the cast! And I won’t get to see your parents!” you said. “They will all understand. And maybe tomorrow you’ll be feeling better. Let’s just go day to day. Okay?” he said. You sigh. “Okay. I love you.” “I love you too babe.”

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[pankowperfection]

1K Congratulations Darling on such a great miled stone, really proud of you. You truly deserve to celebrate with Grace as your work and content amazes me every time. Can I please join and have chase stokes with a daddy kink, thank you so much!! 🥹❤️🎉

Warnings: 18+, public sexual acts, dirty talking

The wrap party continued to drag on, despite your best efforts to get Chase to take you home.

You'd worn your sexiest dress, back basically non-existent and dipping so low that the material kisses the top of your ass. The front has a deep V, your breasts barely contained within.

The alcohol mixed with all the dancing had made you soaking wet, desperate for Chase to please you.

As you sit on his lap you lean into his neck, ghosting kisses up his flesh before you nibble on the lobe of his ear. "I need you so bad baby," you whisper. When you readjust yourself, you feel him starting to harden beneath you.

"Oh yeah? What do you want y/n? My fingers?" He slides his hand further up your thigh, dipping just underneath the hem of your dress.

"My tongue?" He kisses your neck, biting down sharply before soothing the mark with a lick.

"My cock?" He ruts his hips up into you, making you moan at his dirty words mixed with the physical touches.

"Chase please," you groan, trying to pull his hand higher. You're putty in his capable hands, ready to take whatever he is willing to give.

"I bet you're so wet for me. Could probably slip my fingers inside so easy." Just to prove his point he slides his hand between your thighs, lightly grazing over your panties as you bite your lip to hold in your gasp.

"Want me to finger you right here? Rub your clit with my thumb while I fuck my fingers in and out of you? Make you soak my lap when you cum for me?"

He slowly peels your panties to the side, stroking gently through your folds before plunging two thick digits inside. You sag against his chest, trying to control yourself as he starts doing just what he described.

"I can't wait to get you home and bury my face between your sexy thighs, eat your pussy until you scream for me. Then I'll fuck you in every position, my thick cock filling you over and over until you're too sore to even walk."

You can feel the band tightening, tingles spreading through your body at the erotic picture he is painting mixed with the magic of his fingers. "Be a good girl and cum for me." His dirty words do the trick, you clench around his fingers and soak his hand while somehow managing not to make a sound.

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[adventuresinobx]

You’re Mine

Chase Stokes x fem!reader

Summary: And another part in the kink series! Chase isn’t as dominating in bed as you’d like - except when he’s angry.

A/N: As always - the whole point of this series for me was to push myself out of my usual comfort zone with my writing, so again this is a little bit different than what I usually write, but hope you enjoy it!

Warnings: Smut, rough sex, choking kink, (tiny) breeding kink right at the end lol

You had got one thing wrong about Chase before you met him. You had assumed he was a super dominating kind of guy; always wanting to be in control and liking it rough and hard. He loved every second of the rough sex but on the most part, he preferred to be soft and gentle and loving with you. It was quiet morning kisses and gentle cuddles on the sofa whilst watching a movie. It was sleepy forehead kisses as he snuggled you and back rubs when it was your time of the month and you were in your usual monthly pain. He was a good boyfriend.

He had decided not to go out and drink for the month, which was very unlike him, but whilst you loved that he was home and spending more time with you, you missed that sexy dominant side to you that would have you dropping your panties at the front door as he rushed you up to bed from a night out, swapping the beers with his mates for a night in the bedroom with you.

But with that lacking, and no sign of him going out for a drink any time soon, you settled on finding another way to get what you wanted and that was making him angry. And as his girlfriend, you knew exactly what pissed him off - jealousy - and you were great at playing this part.

“You know who’s looking really good recently,” you said, turning over to face him in bed. He was reading a book, his reading glasses he wore with his lenses perched on his nose as he read the words in front of him. Some book that Drew had recommend to read.

“Who babe?” Chase said, expecting a famous actor’s name like Johnny Depp or Chris Evans to fall from your lips. But no. Your response shocked him.

“You know Rudy is fine. Has he been working out?”

“Has he what?” Chase replied, instantly putting his book down and giving a glaring look at you. “Has he been working out? How would I have noticed?!”

You knew exactly it was true. Chase had been at the gym with Rudy a lot of the time recently so you knew he had been working on his body and he looked so good for it. You were, of course, lying - but Chase was starting to get very riled up about it all.

“I’ve been working out too,” he muttered, taking his glasses off as he stared you down, grabbing your hand in his and making you feel his abs under his shirt, “Look see I’ve been busy in the gym too.”

“Yeah but it’s just - you’re great babe - but Rudy is just so STRONG. And the way his muscles look when he wears that vest top, well that’s very sexy.”

“What -“ Chase began, as you shrugged at him, seeming so nonchalant about what you were saying.

“I mean, have you seen him - the way his arms tense when he’s lifting those weights in the gym with you. I see him in the back of the videos,” you continued - until Chase promptly shut you up, by pulling you on top of him on the sofa and kissing you hard.

Between kisses, he pulled away to tell you four simple words: “You’re mine, not his.”

He tugged at your clothes, pushing his shirt that you were wearing over your head, desperate to see your naked body. He loved that you didn’t wear bras when you were chilling - it sped things up. He pulled your leggings down, lifting you up off his lap for a second so he could rid you of your clothes. His hand trailed over your body, his hands scanning over your skin, as he felt everywhere on your body. His favourite places first - your hips, your thighs, your tummy and your breasts, rolling each nipple between his fingers before he flicked his tongue over the other one, switching between both sides as you threw your head back in pleasure.

God, this was good. You’d forgotten about this sensation, of him being desperate for you. Needy and horny. You reached down to palm him through his shorts and he groaned at the feeling, before he gained his composure and snapped his arm away with yours so you couldn’t touch him anymore.

“Not tonight sweetheart,” he said, the tone of his voice showing his anger and jealousy - if his actions weren’t doing that too. “Tonight I’m in charge.”

You gulped at his words, unable to speak. But you were so ready for this. And you were so glad you were getting what you wanted from him. Finally. Without even a second for a thought, he had you laid out on the bed, his hands exploring all over your body. He was kissing you, his kisses rough and needy. You were so turned on; you couldn’t even cope with how good all this was making you feel. You needed him so badly.

You went to move your hand down to touch him, for anything, some relief, but he quickly stopped you. “Don’t be a brat, Y/N,” he said, the anger evident in his voice, before he softened for just a second. “I want to make you feel good. I want to fuck you good and I want you to know that Rudy would never fuck you as well as I could.”

“Hmm don’t know, Rudy seems pretty -“ you started to say, but your words were cut off by the sudden feeling of Chase’s fingers on your aching core. You’d been needing him to touch you like this for so long, so roughly and without much thought or care, so you were already absolutely soaking wet for him. And didn’t he know it.

“That pretty pussy is so wet for me,” he moaned, his fingers moving up and down your slit as he re-angled his hand so he could use his thumb on your clit. He didn’t wait, take it slow - he just rubbed your clit hard and with a strong amount of pressure that had you screaming and moaning for him within seconds, “Who’s made you so wet? Who turned you on?” His voice was harsh.

“You,” you managed to whine out, his hands on your core making sure you could barely get the words out. But he still challenged you, him still very angry.

“Who made you this wet?”

“You, Chase,” you said, the wetness almost pooling around his fingers, his angry state turning you on. Your eyes were closed tightly and suddenly his fingers had moved and now you were craving more contact from him. You didn’t have to wait long, as soon he readjusted and there he was, his cock out his boxers and the tip being run up and down your slit.

“Fuck me please,” you begged, falling apart at the feeling already. And you didn’t need to ask twice. He slid into you, a little slower at first, before he bottomed out and you nearly screamed at the feeling. You had one more game to play. “Fuck me Rudy.”

A rage took over him, and god did you feel it as he grabbed your throat and squeezed hard. Your breath was instantly taken from you and you felt his fingertips against your neck, pushing against you, leaving you unable to speak let alone do anything else. You managed a few whines and groans, his hand tight around your throat as he mercilessly fucked you, his hand keeping that tight grip and never faltering as he pounded into you with so much force that you thought he might break you in two. This was so fucking worth it.

“What did you fucking say?” he growled, his hand tight around your throat as he pushed into you. Hard. He thrusted up, the angle having you seeing stars - or was that the tightness of his grip around your throat. You decided that was enough anger so you kept your mouth shut, only letting moans and the words “feels so good” or “faster” fall from your lips as he fucked you at a relentless pace again and again. You could barely breathe and you grabbed his arm with your hand to beg him to slow down. It was a lot and you needed the breather. He let go of your neck, his hand brushing your face delicately in a complete change of mood, before his hands dropped to your hips as he kept up with his thrusting, that steady and deep rhythm you loved best.

“I’m close,” you murmured. But suddenly a panic washed over you. In the heat of the moment, you’d both forgot to put a condom on. You had been off contraception for a few weeks now, it had been messing up your body and whilst they investigated why, they suggested you use other forms of protection to stop you getting pregnant.

“Fuck don’t, you can’t cum inside me. I’m not on anything. My doctor -“ you said, a little panicked but Chase didn’t listen, continuing on with what he was doing. He was roughly slamming inside you, his hand moving to touch your clit as he fucked you relentlessly.

“I can and I will,” he said, holding himself inside you as he felt his cock twitch and all of a sudden, you were shaking with your orgasm too as you pulled him across the line. It was too late. He was spent and so were you.

“Can’t wait til you’re pregnant with my child,” he scoffed, leaning down to give you a rough kiss as he rolled over off you and back to his side of the bed. You blushed, laying there unable to move with everything that had just happened.

That was the best fucking he had ever given you.

“Do you really think we‘ve made a baby?” he asked after a few minutes, his voice much softer now, “Cos you know I’d love nothing more than to make you a mom. And I swear I’d be a good dad.” You just chuckled.

Your soft boyfriend was back.

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[honeybear-yammy]

Seashore | Chase Stokes

➛ Warnings: cursing, smut, fingering, nipple play, public

➛ Pairings: Chase Stokes x Female Reader

➛ Summary: In which Chase and Y/N go to the beach together. Y/N and Chase were trying not to bring too much attention to themselves since they didn't tell the world that they were dating yet but, Chase was about to do something that would change everything.

➛ Prompts: "Don't be so rough! You can't leave any marks!" and "I could just pull your bikini bottom to the side, no one will notice." and "If we get caught I'm blaming you."

➛ Author's Note: So, I decided that I wanted to try something similar to how my fics use to look when I first started this new blog so, that's why this fic looks different from the ones I posted recently before it.

© Honeybear-Yammy, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

You and Chase were setting up on the beach. The two of you had decided to go to the beach together since it was a very hot day today. You both did have to be careful though of the paparazzi spotting the two of you.

The two of you had been dating secretly for a few months now. Your co-stars on Outer Banks didn't even know the two of you were dating. You were planning on telling the public soon but, you wanted to have the first few months to yourselves. You and Chase found a good spot away from the crowd and you both decided to set up there.

After you finished setting up you helped eachother put sunscreen on. As Chase was putting sunscreen on your back, you felt your bikini top start to loosen slowly and you knew exactly what he was up to.

"Chase!" You said with a chuckle and turned around before gently swatting his hand away from the string of your bikini top. 

"What? Did something happen?" He asked innocently then chuckled.

"You very well know what happened." You said with a laugh. "You can't wait until later?" You asked.

"Well I might be able to but, you look so fucking sexy in your new bikini." He said. 

"I- well thank you." You said with a soft chuckle as you laid down on your towel. Chase laid down beside you, his front facing you and his back facing the crowd. You pulled your sunglasses off your head and put them on your face.

As you were laying there trying to tan, you felt Chase's hand caressing your bare stomach. You didn't think anything of it and continued to lay there still. You then felt his hand slowly trail down your stomach, heading to your core.

You sat up on your elbows and pulled your sunglasses down the bridge of your nose slightly and looked at him.

"What do you think your doing?" You asked with a chuckle. 

"Mm.. nothing." He said as he leaned in again began to kiss your neck. He was kissing and sucking on the soft skin making you bite your lip. He then started to gently bite the soft skin on your neck and sucked on the skin a little harder.

"Don't be so rough! You can't leave any marks." You said. 

"People are going to find out eventually that we are dating babe, might as well show them what's mine." He said with a smirk. One of his hands trailed up to your chest and he pulled one side of your bikini top to the side, revealing your bare breast. 

He rolled your hardened nipple between his index finger and thumb before leaning down and sucking on your hardened bud. You gasped quietly and bit your lip, keeping your moans in. You let your head fall back gently as he did so.

He gently took your bud in his teeth and then gently tugged at your nipple making you gasp and let out a soft, quiet moan. He unlatched his mouth from your nipple and smirked before pulling the other side of your bikini top to the side so now both of your breasts were exposed.

"I- Chase! Do you want everyone to see my tits!" You said, a little nervous that someone would walk over and catch the two of you.

"No one will see us over here, my body is hiding your body from the crowd, it's okay." He said as he began to mess with your bikini bottom. 

"I- but Chase.. there is people around." You said. 

"It's fine." He said. "I could just pull your bikini bottom to the side, no one will notice." He said and then did exactly what he said he would do. He ran two fingers through your folds and then smirked.

"You're so wet for me already." He said with a devilish smirk.

"If we get caught I'm blaming you." You said with a chuckle. Chase chuckled and shook his head and then began to rub your clit. You gasped and bit your lip, muffling your moans. He continued to rub your clit for a few minutes.

Then with zero warning, he thrusted two fingers into your tight hole. You gasped and accidentally let out a loud moan then quickly covered your mouth. You looked over to the crowd of people to see if they noticed.

Luckily, no one noticed. He thrusted his thick fingers into you as he rubbed your clit with his thumb. You moaned out softly and quietly as he did so. While he was fucking you with his fingers, you began to roll your hips, fucking yourself onto his fingers.

"Mm.. that's it, fuck yourself onto my fingers pretty girl." He whispered in your ear and then gently bit your ear. You bit your lip to muffle your moans and continued to roll your hips against his fingers.

You felt that familiar knot brewing in your stomach and you clenched around his fingers, signaling to him that you were going to cum.

"Mm.. you gonna cum pretty girl?" He asked with a smirk.

"Fuck! Yeah I'm gonna cum!" You moaned out quietly.

"Come on, cum for me." Chase said. With that your eyes rolled back and your legs began to tremble as you came hard on his fingers. He pulled his fingers away from your pussy then sucked your juices off of his fingers. 

You giggled and then leaned up to kiss him. Chase smiled and kissed back.

"Hey, we thought we saw you two here- oh my god!" You herd someone say. You and Chase both panicked and he quickly threw a beach blanket over your body. You looked over to see Drew and Rudy both standing there.

Well, I guess your secrets out now.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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[sugarcoatedstarkey]

John B screwing his ex to get back at Sarah Cameron for hooking up with Topper, in the boat that they arrived back on, John B not realising that it is a Cameron boat so double win.

On my boat?

pairing: john b routledge x fem!reader

summary: see above

warnings: unprotected sex, oral, hair pulling, chocking, language. (18+ content)

a/n: as you read you will notice I felt the need of making reader the dominate one.

John B stormed away from the crowd; JJ tried to keep up but decided to let him go off alone. He knew he needed some time alone; no one would have expected Sarah to hook up with Topper.

John B was hurt, they were meant to be married. It was supposed to be, until death do us part. Apparently not for Sarah, she had different ideas.

His knuckles ached from the punches he threw at Topper; he knew topper didn’t try to fight back. He knew he would have been the one on the floor. He’s thankful that he got a few punches in, it helped with the anger that bubbled in his chest.

But he was half wishing Topper had fought back, he wanted to feel some sort of physical pain. It would be a lot easier to handle then this emotional pain he was going through right now.

“Yo John B”

He turned around to see you crossing the street, dressed in short shorts and a white crop. He could see your nipples through the thin material, usually he wouldn’t look but that’s where his eyes landed tonight.

“Eyes up here buddy” you laughed, crossing your arms over your chest. You had just finished work, walking along the kook side of the island. You worked for some fancy schmancy guy, he paid you well for what you did.

Of all the people you didn’t expect to see John B, you hadn’t seen him since he ended things with you and started dating Sarah. You didn’t have any hard feelings towards him, but you did hate Sarah, of course the kook princess would get the hottest pogue on the island.

You kept in touch with the rest of the pogues but with everything going on you hadn’t heard from them in a while, you also didn’t want to be caught up with the shit they were going through. Already having the cops on your back about the weed they found in the backseat of the car you may or may not have stolen.

“Y/N, what are you doing out so late?” John B questioned; you could already tell he was upset. His hair was dishevelled, and you could only guess the wetness on his cheeks where tears.. “Just finished work, you?”.

“Looking for a boat”

“Ooh sounds like another adventure” you winked; he nodded his head but didn’t say anything. Turning his head to look over at the water, boats littered the area.

“That’s the boat your friends came back on” you point, the huge white boat stranded on the side of the island. Well, you assumed stranded, you weren’t aware it was in fact the cameron’s boat.

“How do you know that?” He questioned, he started walking towards the boat. You stood on the spot unsure whether you follow or leave, but your question is answered when he stops and looks at you. “Seen them hop off it the other day”.

You both walk in silence; he helps you aboard the boat and you both look around. Checking to make sure no one was lurking around, every so often. The street lights gave you little light, you reached under a cabinet and grab a torch, walking away from John B you went down the stairs.

It was a large bedroom, the bed unmade. There were wrappers everywhere and empty cans of beer. You assumed the mess was from the pogues and rolled your eyes. “They made quiet the mess”.

John B’s voice made you jump, turning around to see him standing close to you. “Yeah, might need to teach them what a bin is” You laughed, looking up you were met with his chocolate brown eyes.

His skin had a slight burn to it from the deserted island sun, his hair was golden and messy. You quickly looked away when you noticed his eyes dropping to your lips, taking a few steps away you began to walk around the boat.

Rummaging through draws and cupboards until you came across the hidden liquor, pulling out a bottle of tequila. “Shots?”.

You didn’t wait for an answer and took a swig from the bottle, the liquid burning your throat. But you refused to have a coughing fit in front of John B. You could feel his eyes on you, pushing your arm out he grabbed the bottle.

“So, what’s got you down?” you question, you can see him physically wince at the question. Brining the bottle to his lips again and taking a longer gulp, this time he coughs as he swallows the liquid. “Damn, must be bad”.

Your dumfounded, was this chick stupid? She gets John B and runs back to her Douch bag ex? He looked like a foot compared to him.

“She hooked up with Topper”.

“Well shit” You sigh, grabbing the bottle from John B and take another swig. You walk over to the bed and sit crossed leg in the middle. “I have no words to give you friend”.

You really had no words, well you had words, but they were cruel and no doubt he didn’t want to hear about how Sarah was stupid and that you would gladly take him back.

“I don’t want to talk about it, just want to forget” he says, he joins you on the bed. Sitting crossed legged in front of you, reaching his hand out for the bottle. You pass him the glass and watch as he takes a swig, mentally slapping yourself for thirsting over your ex-boyfriend.

“Alright, well want to tell me about the deserted island?” You ask, he shakes his head though. Looking up to meet your eyes, that’s when you catch onto what he wants.

He’s moving himself from his crossed leg position and you find yourself untangling your legs and letting him crawl between them. “Can I kiss you?”.

“Thought you’d never ask”.

You let his lips touch yours, it’s soft and sweet like how it used to be. You don’t want to be like how it used to be, you know that’s exactly how he is with Sarah. So, you grip him by the shirt and flip the both of you over. Moving your legs to straddle him, you put more urgency into your kiss.

You tongue being the one to gain dominance, he let’s you grind yourself on him. Hands running up the length of your thighs until they sat on your hips, guiding you to dry hump against his board shorts. He was shamefully already hard.

“Shit-t when did you get this feisty” John B groans, you bite down on his lower lip pulling it slightly. Your vixen eyes stare up at him through your lashes, you pressed kisses down his jaw, using the palm of your hand to push the side of his face into the mattress and attacking his neck.

You had gotten rather adventurous in the bedroom since things ended with John B, not that they weren’t fun when you where together but now you dominated, and you made the men beg.

“Can I take this off” You mumbled against his skin, your fingers twisting at the buttons his t-shirt. He gives you a grunt of approval, you tear his shirt off and kiss down his chest. Letting your hands wonder over his toned stomach, flashes of old memories pop up in the back of your mind.

“How far do you want to go John B?” You question, your fingers on the waistband of his shorts. You wanted him to fuck you, wanted him to use you to forget her.

John B sit’s up and for a moment you panic he is going to change his mind, instead he grabs the material of your shirt and rips it over your head. His hands pressed against your spine, pulling you close to him. His mouth enveloping your nipple, tugging, and sucking.

You bite back your moans, not wanting to give him the satisfaction just yet. “I want to be buried deep inside of you” He moans, jutting his up against you. Accidentally letting out a loud whimper, you can feel his lips smirk against your skin.

You push him back down roughly, reaching down between you again and you reach inside his shorts. Wrapping your hand around his length, he sucks in a deep breath presses the palms of his hands into his eyes. You were dripping from his reaction.

You sat to the side of him, pulling his pants down and let him kick them off his ankles. You spread his legs so you could sit between them, holding firmly onto his throbbing cock. He looked down at you, begging you with his chocolate eyes.

“What do you want me to do John B” you purred, you got down to the level of his red tip. Leaving a soft chaste kiss before pulling away, you could see his stomach muscles clenching as he fought the urge to rock his hips up into your face. “Please Y/N”.

“Hmm? What was that?” You questioned, moving your hand softly against his shaft. Giving him just enough friction to edge him on but not enough to stop him from begging. “Y/N, put my cock in your mouth” he demands.

You’re squeezing your thighs together at his bluntness, not used to being told what to do from him. You open your mouth and take him in, you had been working on your deep throating. You were much better then when you had been together. “Holy sh-itt” he gasps, gripping onto the white bed sheets for dear life.

“Hmm” You gurgled around his cock, the vibrations of your mouth sending him into a frenzy. Your nose brushing against his trimmed pubic hair, sliding your hand under you begin to massage his balls, he lets out a strangled moan.

His chest is heaving, and his arms shake as he grips the sheets, you’re watching his face up through your lashes. He finally looks down at you, in that moment you know you have him hooked. He reaches down and grips your hair, rutting his hips up against your face.

You gag slightly from the roughness and your spit begins to drip around his cock, you can feel him twitching inside of your mouth. He is pulling your off him, his cock leaving your mouth with a satisfying ‘pop’. “Sit on my face now”.

You reach down and quickly strip your shorts and panties off, leaving your bare in front of him for the first time in months. “Face down here, ass up here” John B states, he signals for you to do 69. You nod your head and reach over his body, before you can even set yourself up, he reaches around your thighs and bring you down onto his face.

His tongue brushing through your folds, you let out a pornographic moan when the tip of his tongue presses against your bundle of nerves. You weren’t going to let him get his dominance back, instead you pushed your mouth down onto his cock again.

Sucking and swivelling your tongue against him faster than you thought was humanly possible, fingers caressing his balls once more.  He licked and sucked like it was his last meal, pushing two of his fingers inside of you. The vibrations from both your moans had you both tipping over the edge and coming, his warm seed hitting the back of your throat. You swallowed quickly as you came down from your high, your juice coated his face.

You were shocked when he licked his lips, something he had not done before. Before you could even think more into that, he was flipping you onto the bed and leaning over you, His lips on your again, fingers laced around your throat, giving you a soft squeeze.

You stared at each other while you kissed, both your tongue battling for dominance. You used all your strength to push on his chest until you were back on top, straddling him once again. “Buckle up big boy” You whispered, giving him a kiss on the chest.

You reach down between you and grasp his cock, looking up at him for approval he grabs your hips and pushes you down instead of giving you an answer. You moan in sync; your nails dig sharply into his stomach. You begin to rock your hips slowly, enticing him with the cushion of your walls.

He reached up to massage your tits that were squeezed together by your arms, your head thrown back as you road him. His fingers where suddenly around your throat and pulling your down to look at him. “Fuck, seriously how are you so good at this” he moans, his eyes boring into yours.

“Practice honey” You purred, moving your hips a bit rougher. Your ass bouncing against his thighs, you reached down and gripped his throat as well. Giving him a harsher squeeze then what he was doing to you, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in delight.

Who would have known John B would like to be chocked out you thought, you let out a soft snicker and his eyes pinged open. “You’re the devil” He states, he wraps his arm around your waist and begins to slide the both of you off the bed.

Walking over towards the seat that ran along the windows that had a view of under the water, fishes looking upon your naked sweaty bodies. He pressed you against the glass, pushing in and out of you at an ungodly speed. Biting down on the skin of your neck, pulling your hand away from his chest he puts your arms above your head and presses them against the window. Your chest and his pressing against each other.

“Harder John B, show me how angry you are” You moan, using your hips to grind into him. He drops his head into the crook of your neck and grips your waist, his speed intensifying. The sound of your wet skins filled the room, the boat felt as though it was swaying.

“Come on John B” You were pushing off him now, pushing him towards the end of the bed. He sat up as you sat back down on him, he wrapped him arms around your waist and let you take control, he was so close to coming, he didn’t have the energy to keep fighting.

“Come on baby, show me what you got” You whispered. Gripping his throat for a second time tonight, pressing your lips to his. Tongues and spit exchanging, both your hips moving in sync as you met each other in the middle, your clit rubbing against his stomach each time. “Yeah, just like that” You cried, dropping your head back and holding onto his shoulders.

He watched your skin glisten with sweat, your perfect perky breasts bouncing with each thrust. He was in another world; he couldn’t hold on anymore. “Y/N” he started, but you squeezed around his throat again to shut him up. “I’m gonna c-”

He didn’t get a chance to warn you as you came first, loud, and fast. Walls squeezing and fluttering around him, causing him to let go and cum inside of you. Both of you moaning and crying out in pleasure, your fingers still wrapped around his throat.

When you finally both caught your breaths and vision, you slid off him. “Well shit John B” you laughed, you began gathering up your clothes, searching for your panties. “More like well shit Y/N, your fiesty” he says, he however doesn’t reach for his clothes and watched you intently.

You turn your head to the door when you hear voices and the door rattles, head snapping back to John B who begins to rush around.

“I told you he would be her--” JJ begins, stopping dead in his tracks when he sees the both of you trying to get dressed quickly, eyes giving you a once over before offering you a wave. You give him a quick wave as he ushers everyone back and closes the door.

“In my fucking boat, John B?” You hear Sarah scream; you give him an apologetic smile and make your way to the door. Pulling it open, Sarah’s eyes meet yours and her eyes widen when she realises, he went to you not some random touron.

“Next time, try this in bed, he Loves it” You purred, wrapping your fingers around her delicate throat. You expect her to grab your arm, but she is too shocked to speak.

giving her a wink before walking away from the group, all eyes on you. You get a sudden rush of euphoria knowing you just fucked her boyfriend on her boat.

Part two

[princessmaybank]

begging for john b p links 🫶🏻🩷🥺 pls and thank u

Here you go! Hope you enjoy!

Outer Banks P!Links PT6

*I'm aware they look nothing like him, all for fun!*

WARNINGS: 18+ CONTENT, MDNI, THESE ARE PORN LINKS

~This was a request for only John B!~

Check out the other parts on my page!

John B:

Twinkie Passenger Seat

Dicked Down Before Bed

Riding In Your Pretty Little Blue Fit

Cumming On Your Nipple

Eating You Out

Weed N Titties

Rubbing Each Other

Wanting You Right Now

Simply Horny

Watching South Park

Twiddling Your Pussy

Feels So Good

In The Chateau

Bouncing Your Cheeks

Playing Games

Sucking His Dick

Couldn't Wait Any Longer

Touching You Before Bed

[drewsephrry]

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(updated 04/16/2024)

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[andy-15-07]

Weathering the Storm

masterlist ! pairing: Chase Stokes x reader

SUMMARY : Y/n and chase are dating. But she gets alot of hate from Chase's fans, which he doesn't know about. Eventually chase finds out and comforts y/n and confronts his fans.

The sun was setting as Y/n scrolled through her social media, a mix of excitement and anxiety bubbling within her. She had been dating Chase Stokes for a few months now, and while their relationship was blissful in many ways, there was an undeniable dark cloud looming over her. The comments section of her posts was flooded with hateful messages from Chase's fans.

"Chase deserves better."

"Why is she even with him?"

"She's not good enough for him."

Y/n couldn't escape the negativity, and it was beginning to take a toll on her self-esteem. She hadn't told Chase about the hate she was receiving, not wanting to burden him with the negativity that surrounded their relationship. But as the comments continued to pile up, she couldn't keep it from him any longer.

One evening, after a particularly harsh comment left her feeling defeated, Y/n decided it was time to talk to Chase. She invited him over to her place, her heart pounding as she waited for him to arrive.

When Chase walked through the door, he was met with a forced smile from Y/n. "Hey, babe," he greeted, leaning in for a quick kiss. "How was your day?"

Y/n sighed, a heavy weight on her chest. "Chase, we need to talk."

Concern flickered in his eyes as he took a seat beside her. "What's going on? Is everything okay?"

Y/n hesitated before finally deciding to open up. "I've been getting a lot of hate online, Chase. And it's not just general hate—it's about us."

Chase furrowed his brows in confusion. "What do you mean? Why would anyone hate on us?"

She handed him her phone, displaying the cruel comments that had been flooding her social media accounts. Chase's eyes widened as he read through the hurtful words aimed at Y/n. Anger began to well up in him, but he took a deep breath before speaking.

"I had no idea this was happening, Y/n. I'm so sorry you've been dealing with this alone." He pulled her into a comforting hug. "It's not your fault, and you're definitely not alone now. We'll get through this together."

Y/n felt a sense of relief wash over her as Chase held her close. For the first time, she didn't feel alone in the face of the online hate. Chase, on the other hand, was determined to put an end to the negativity surrounding their relationship.

The next day, he posted a heartfelt message on his social media platforms, addressing the hate directed towards Y/n. "I never thought I'd have to do this, but it's important to address the toxic comments some of you have been leaving about my girlfriend, Y/n," he began.

He continued, "Y/n is an incredible person who brings so much joy and positivity into my life. No one deserves the hate she's been receiving, and it's disheartening to see some of my own fans perpetuating negativity. If you're a true fan, support means supporting not only me but also the people I care about."

Chase's post garnered an overwhelming amount of support, with fans and followers alike condemning the hate and expressing their love for Y/n. Chase's decision to confront the issue head-on brought a newfound strength to their relationship.

Over the following weeks, the negativity began to subside, and Y/n felt a weight lifting off her shoulders. Chase's fans slowly started to embrace their relationship, realizing that their happiness was what truly mattered to their favorite actor.

As they navigated the challenges of fame and online scrutiny, Y/n and Chase grew even closer. Their love proved to be stronger than any hate that could be thrown their way, and together, they faced the world hand in hand, unapologetically in love.

[xtom-darling-x17]

Your reindeer

12th December - Fluff

Chase Stokes x Reader

Summary - Chase dresses up his doggy, Milo as a reindeer. You and him cuddle on the sofa with Milo and hot chocolate.

Word count - 998

You sat on the sofa, cuddled up with blankets as you waited for Chase to get back with your Hot chocolate and movie.

“Chase, are you going to bring my hot chocolate?,” You shouted, he is taking quite a long time, wondering where he got up to. You stand up, his dressing gown dragging along behind you as you walk to the kitchen.

“Hang on buddie, I’m getting your duckie,” Chase tosses Milo, his dog his toy. Him gladly taking it into his mouth with a happy woof, “Such a good boy,” he ruffles his fur.

“Oh my,” You gasp grinning, “We got our own little reindeer,” Milo runs to you, barking at your presence.

“Yh, I’ve dressed him up because I thought it was cute,” Chase bends down to kiss your lips, “I wanted to surprise you but this one was too excited, weren’t you baby boy,” Chase strokes him, Milo keeps barking excited, “Yes, you were,”

“Here Milo,” You toss him his duck after he dropped it, “Good boy, such a cute baby,” You hugged him, ruffling his fur.

“He’s getting more cuddles than me!” Chase playfully huffs, crossing his arms as he pouts.

“C'mere then, you big baby,” You laugh, taking your two boys into your arms, “You know that I love you both just the same,” You wink, Milo barks happily to you and chase, before running off again to see his duckie that he loves on the floor.

“I know,” Chase smirks, taking you into his warm embrace, “I am going to make you that hot chocolate, princess,” He gets off of the floor, helping you up.

You hug him from behind as he makes your hot chocolate, “And you say I’m the clingy one,” Chase chuckles, pouring the milk and chocolate into the cup, putting it into the microwave.

“Mm,” You hum, Chase pops you on the counter, him now between your legs, “As you say, sweetheart,” he kisses your lips passionately, taking your tongue into his.

“I love how you taste,” Chase whispers into your lip, “You look so cute with my clothes on you, look at my hood over your head,” he stares in awe.

“You do?” You giggle, “I do to you too,” You express, hugging him as he lifts you up, your legs wrap around his waist. Chase carries you to the sofa, “You sit there, while I go take care of your hot chocolate,”

“Milo,” You squeal in delight as you take the fluffy baby into your arms, “Woof,” you ruffle his fur, “Woof” Milo sticks his tongue out panting happily.

Milo has fake antlers on his head to make him look like a reindeer, as he walks it jiggles. He rushes towards Chase, “Milo, come sit,” You pat on the sofa for him to come to you and not knock Chase over with the hot chocolates.

“Thanks, Babe,” You smile, kissing his cheek, Chase sipping on his own hot chocolate, and Milo settles down to sit next to Chase, cuddling him with you.

“Your welcome,” Chase kisses your cheeks, hanging an arm around you as you cuddle into his chest.

“Did you pick a movie?” You grin bringing the blankets up to your face, “Yh,” Chase turns the Tv on, the lights in the living room going off as the Christmas movie comes on.

Later into the night, Chase and you fell asleep. You woke up to Milo’s barking, “Good boy,” You ruffle his fur, knowing he wants feeding before he sleeps.

You turn back to go to the living room, seeing your other baby boy sleeping. His cute little snores coming out of his mouth, his hand clenching the blanket, you chuckle at how fast his hair grows it’s nearly grown out.

“Hey sleepy head,” You whisper, Chase’s eyes flutter open, “Are we going to go to bed?” You ruffle his hair as he pouts rubbing his eye, he nods standing up.

“Our reindeer has already fallen asleep in his bed,” You teases, “Yh he has,” Chase smiles looking at Milo sleeping, he takes your hand leading you upstairs, “Are you sleepy too?”

“No not really,”

“Do you want to have a hot, relaxing bath with me?” You nod, Chase takes out towels for you both.

Chase runs a bath as you strip out of your clothes. you set yours and Chase’s pjs out on the bed, “I’ve turned the heating up on earlier because I knew you would want to have a bath,” you smirk, kissing his lips.

“That’s why I love you,” he teases, turning off the tap, Chase gets in first, taking your hand into his to help you in.

“Mm, I love you too,” You hum, sitting against his toned, ab chest, “Relaxed princess?” His arms wrap around your midriff, “Yh,” You smiled, feeling Chase’s lips on your neck and shoulders.

“Let me take care of you,” he uses your sponge to wash you, “Chase,” You giggle, “That tickles,” You splash the water, bubbles bubbling up even more.

Chase massages your shampoo into your scalp as you lean back further into his chest. You turn around into the bath to wash his hair with shampoo too. “Love when you wash my hair, baby,” Chase coos, peppering kisses all over your face.

“Mm, love your hands into my hair too,” You kiss his forehead, laying your head onto his shoulder.

“We can make cookies tomorrow,” Chase whispers, “I know how you love to bake,”

“Mm,” You nod, your eyes slightly closing, “You're sleepy.. aren’t you?” Chase lifts you up, helping you out of the bath, helping you dry yourself with a fluffy towel. He carries you to your bedroom, you sleepily put on your pjs with him.

“Goodnight, My princess,” Chase pulls the cover over you, turning the light off and kissing your forehead, “Love you so much,”

“Mm, Night,” You smile into his chest, drifting off to sleep as you cuddle under the warm duvet, “Love you so much too, chase,”

[sturniololoverr]

In honor of OBX3 coming out!

[landosgirl97]

The Massage - Chase Stokes Smut

A/N: Please enjoy, this idea came to me today and I thoroughly enjoyed writing it.

Warnings: SMUT

When Chase walked into your Spa, you had zero idea who he was, but by the way your coworkers were fawning over him, you knew he was special. That was when they told you what show he was on and you looked him up, knowing immediately he was totally your type on paper. Your boss decided to let you be the one to do his massage since you were originally clueless as to who he was. She instructed all phones be put in lockers since he was there and a section of the spa was closed down, knowing that if it was leaked, we would suddenly have an influx of clients. Once your boss had Chase set up in the massage room in his robe, you walked in to find him sitting on the edge of the table, wringing his hands together. “Hello, I’m Y/N, I’ll be doing your massage today.” He lifted his head to look at you, a light smile gracing his face. “Hi..” “First time?” He laughs, “It’s been a while since I’ve been asked that,” he said, making me blush. “I’m going to go behind this curtain and get my things ready. Why don’t you take your robe off and lay face down. Holler for me when you’re ready.” As soon as you had your things ready, you heard him say he was ready. 

You walked around the table, slowly pushing onto his muscles to feel how much they needed to be worked on and his muscles were TIGHT. It was going to take you a lot of work to get him to relax. “Take a few deep breaths for me and try to relax as much as possible. I know it’s nerve wracking but I promise, I’m right here and you’ll be okay.” You watched the muscles in his back slowly relax as he took his deep breaths. “Good. Tell me if the pressure is too much okay? I'm going to get started.” You could slowly feel his body relaxing as you worked the knots and tightly drawn muscles out of his upper body. I pulled the sheet back up to his shoulders and then uncovered one of his legs, tucking the blanket between his legs. I started on his calves, working my way up to his thighs. I felt his breath hitch as I moved up his thigh. I pulled my hands away, “are you okay? If you’re uncomfortable I can back away a bit..” He looks back at you, “no it’s okay, just took me by surprise.” “Is the pressure okay? Did I make you uncomfortable?” He just shakes his head, “you’re okay. Please keep going? This feels really good.” You nod and continue. You finish his right leg and move to his left. As you worked on his left leg, you heard the soft moans that were leaving his mouth but ignored them. You covered him completely with the sheet before olding it up and asking him to flip over. He cleared his throat and rolled over, closing his eyes. You laid the sheet over him softly, Realizing then why he was embarrassed. You could tell he was willing his very evident erection to go away. Trying to stay as professional as possible, you turned your back to his lower half to pretend you didn’t notice, and massaged his shoulders and chest. He slowly opened his eyes to look at you and your soft smile reassured him that everything was going to be okay regardless. You had this happen before but never to someone your age, and never to someone this hot. 

You finished his upper body and began to work on his legs, you uncovered his left leg and started at the bottom, working your way up. When you got to the inside of his thigh, you noticed him begin to tense more. “Doing okay?” You asked inquisitively. He just nodded his head and continued to keep his eyes closed, but you watched as the blush covering his cheeks began to cover his neck as well. You moved up to the top of his thigh and when you were just about done, you noticed his cock twitch against his stomach under the blanket. You bit your lip and covered that leg, moving to the other. You repeated the process, but noticed he kept squirming. “Try to hold still a little bit longer okay? We are almost done.” He stopped his squirming but couldn’t stop the whines from leaving his mouth. You watched as his cock continued to twitch and he fought every reflex in his body to touch it.

When it was time for you to move the sheet back, you decided to toy with him just a bit. You brought your hand up to move the sheet that was laying right next to his hard, straining cock, but instead of being careful, you let your hand softly graze it. He let out a groan at the feeling and you pulled the blanket over him. “I’m going to put my things away if you’d like to put your robe back on. They’ll be in to do your facial next.” His eyes got wide, “more people will see me like this?!” I just nodded as he ran his hands nervously through his hair. “Can I have some.. Time, you know.. Before they come in here?” You giggle, “our schedule is booked solid today, I’m sorry.” He groans out a “what am I going to do?!” when you disappear behind the curtain. You suddenly decided it was time to be bold or you would miss your opportunity. “I mean.. You still have a little bit of time left with me.. I can help you out if you want?” His eyebrows shot up as he looked toward the curtain you were standing behind. “W-what?” “You heard me, I’ll help you out. If you’re okay with that of course.” He scoffed in surprise but didn’t hesitate to take a seat on the table as you came around to him. “I need a verbal confirmation or this can’t happen.” You said, letting your hands run up and down his thighs. “Yes, please!” You sunk to your knees in front of him and began your next massage. This time, more intimate.

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[pankowperfection]

Totally His

Summary: Chase decides to show you just how much he owns you

Warnings: smut, bondage, total domination, rough sex, daddy kink, 18+

A/N: this one goes out to @strokesofstokes, based on her post earlier today. Hope you love it babe

Your wrists and ankles were starting to burn. The thick rope tying you to each corner of the bed frame was rubbing your skin raw, making it red and angry. You weren't sure how long you'd been here, unable to move and totally at his mercy. You'd pissed him off by offhandedly mentioning how hot Rudy had looked in his recent photo shoot and immediately realized your mistake, Chase's usually soft brown eyes hardening instantly. So here was your punishment, tied up with a pair of vibrating panties on, Chase somewhere in the house and randomly clicking the remote, bringing you torturous pleasure but always stopping right before you could cum.

"Chase, please baby. Please, I said I was sorry." His broad frame enters the room, blank expression on his face as he walks around the bed, taking in the sweat shining on your body and the dark stain on the sheets from the wetness leaking between your thighs. "You know that's not my name sweetheart. Want to try again?" He smirks at you cruelly, turning the vibrations up to full blast and enjoying how you writhe around on his bed, trying to get free from the restraints. "Fuck, daddy. I'm sorry. I can't take any more, please." He chuckles darkly, turning off the remote and crawling up between your spread legs. "Has my little slut earned her lesson?" His large hand grabs your face, forcing you to meet his hard stare. "Yes daddy. I'm sorry daddy, it won't happen again." With no further words he stands up, stripping quickly as your eyes rake over his muscular form. You're hoping this means your punishment is almost over, silently praying that he'll fuck you then set you free.

"Alright doll, I believe you. But just to be sure you know who you belong to, I'm gonna fuck you until the only name you remember is mine. Sound good?" Your eyes are drawn to his hand, stroking his impressive length as he climbs back on the bed. You take too long to answer, a swift harsh smack to your oversensitive pussy making you scream. "Answer me," he chastises, cock throbbing at the sight of you helpless underneath him. "Yes daddy." "Good girl," he coos, pulling the panties to the side before lining up with your entrance. He slams inside in one thrust, the delicious burn threatening to push you over the edge once again. "Damn y/n, you ready to cum already? That's too bad. Hold it until I say so." He wraps one hand around your throat, the other gripping your hip tightly as he starts to fuck you hard and fast.

He's hitting so deep you swear you can feel him in your stomach, each push and pull of his body sending you higher and higher. "Fuck, feels so good daddy." He smiles, leaning down to kiss you as his thrusts grow harder. His tongue winds in your mouth, totally consuming your thoughts as you fight off your orgasm. Further marking you as his, he bites and sucks deep bruises into your neck, wanting everyone who sees you to know you're off limits. His thick hair bounces wildly around his head, your fingers twitching at the urge to tangle your hands in his locks and pull hard. "Fuck sweetheart, I'm close. When I say so I want you to cum, and I better hear my name come out of those pretty lips. Ready?" You nod your understanding, body trembling at the possibility of getting to finish soon. "Cum, now." Your body responds, Chase's name falling from your lips like a prayer as the pleasure surges through your system. He follows shortly after, pumping you full of his cum and continuing to thrust until he's spent. You fall asleep quickly in his arms, too tired to stay awake any longer.

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