reading & answering
"weird" fan questions leads to more
* friends with benefits *
built up & foreplay
ends before the actual sex
short review
Y/N and Chris had been close friends for a while, but a week ago they had - by accident - become intimate: Y/N had spent the night at the Sturniolo's place after a party because she couldn't get a cab.
They both had been longing for physical contact. In Chris's cosy bed, cuddled up under the covers - the desire for each others touches had overcome them.
They agreed afterwards that it should remain a one-off incident. Their friendship meant a lot to both of them and nobody should get hurt.
now
Chris had just posted a story on Insta when the two of them were on the couch, Y/N lay on her side, her head resting on his shoulder.
"Can't wait to see the weird shit." Chris smirked, stretching and making a growling noise.
Y/N enjoyed the view as his body tensed:
his upper body in a black tank top
his stomach briefly to see
the waistband of his boxers peaking out
the outlines on the grey sweatpants
"I can't believe you're up for this right now." Y/N yawned, trying to distract herself from staring at his lap. "It's been such a long day!"
Chris slid a little deeper into the sofa and sighed deeply. "I don't know. I have so much pent-up energy in me - and my head's all over the place right now."
"Maybe I should go soon, it's pretty late." Y/N murmured as she saw the time on his lock screen.
"Nooo, you can't go now!" he replied, jokingly upset. "You have to go through this with me!"
Chris always became very cuddly when he was exhausted and hyper. It brought him down to feel her so close.
Y/N unconsciously put her leg over Chris' lap as she tried to find a more comfortable position. It was not unusual for them to lie cuddled up together, but Y/N immediately realized that it was risky now.
The tension between the two became more intense every day since they slept with each other a week ago.
"Look." he murmured, pointing at the screen. "I knew it wouldn't stop at one!" and pointed to a fan's question:
Favorite position sexually?
"Well, answer then!" Y/N said jokingly and looked up at him. "That's a fair question!"
"Pah," Chris felt a little awkward and rubbed his eyes to avoid eye contact. "I wouldn't even answer that to my friends!"
Y/N smirked. He looked so damn cute when he was a little bit irritated. "Maybe I already know."
Chris eyes got back to hers. "Because we had a drunken quickie once, you think you know everything, huh?" Her eyes being fixed on his lips as he spoke made him slightly nervous.
"Can I take a guess?" Somehow she liked it to tease him a little right now.
"Go for it."
"Regardless of my personal experience with our 'quicky' - I'd say you're the doggy kind of person?"
"Not bad!" he replied in a hoarse voice and cleared his throat. Their faces were so close together that he could feel her breath on his neck. "What's yours?"
"I like the way we did it the other day. Spooning cuddle sex-" Y/N realized that her teasing had the price of becoming increasingly aroused herself.
She lay her head back on his shoulder and took a deep breath. "But it depends, you know?"
Chris swallowed a lump in his throat. "Depends on what?" and wondered why he was even asking. He hadn't been able to think about anything else since they fucked last week. This conversation certainly wouldn't make it more bearable.
"To the mood, the situation, probably?" she mused. "I mean, I love cuddle fucking, but for harder sex, doggy style is wonderful. So rough and animalistic somehow..."
"Fuck yes." Chris rasped, leaning his head back and exhaling deeply, trying not to get too worked up.
"You should pick a new question." Y/N suggested to break the tension a little and leaned on her forearm.
"You pick!" he replied quickly and held the screen in front of her face. Y/N should be in charge of where it would lead, what she started.
It was only fair!
Y/N surrendered to the fact that she was dying to sleep with Chris again since they did it last week and chose another one of the "weird" questions:
Oral - giving or receiving
"Jesus, Y/N!" Chris groaned with a flustered laugh and put his forearm over his face.
Her squirming around, with her leg on his lap, while asking these questions started to make him crazy. "How about you start this time?"
"The questions are for you, not me." Y/N smirked and bit her lower lip.
"Alright." Chris returned somewhat desperately. "Hold on." He took a deep breath and his hand subconsciously reached for her leg to hold it in position.
Y/N's mouth went dry with excitement as she felt his clearly hardening member against her thigh.
"That's actually easy. I love both," he whispered, looking her straight in the eye.
"Same for me." she replied husky and glanzed at the screen again.
Tits or ass?
"That's a shallow question!"
"Why?"
"Because I don't look at tits or ass first."
Chris licked his upper lip with the tip of his tongue. "A nice neck is hot for me." and ran his finger along her neck.
"Waists are sexy, too." he added, tracing hers with his fingertips.
Y/N's pulse began to race and she got goose bumps from his gentle touch.
"Your mouth is beautiful." he added in a quivering voice and pressed his lips to hers.
Y/N put her hand on his chest and pressed herself against him while their mouths opened and their tongues met.
Chris pulled her on top of him and moaned softly from the pleasant feeling of her abdomen on his lap.
"Tits or ass?" he groaned between their kisses, put his hands on her breasts and pressed them gently. "Whatever I can reach..."
Y/N moaned from pleasure burrying her hand in his hair.
length of your dick?
she added breathless, "was one of the questions!" while her free hand wandered between his legs.
"Fuck, Y/N!" Chris moaned as she gently grabbed his cock and tilted the head in his neck from pleassure.
"One more exception wouldn't hurt, right?" she moaned in his ear.
"Fuck, you don't even have to ask!"
I love describing the built up/foreplay part more than the actual act, so I leave the rest to your imagination.
Hope you like it! 💕
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