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chris had came home from a long day of runs. he walked inside the room he was tired, but the problem in his pants didn't seem it was leaving soon. that's how you ended up underneath him. face down ass up, he softly rutted into your soft walls feeling then suck him in deeper. you wanted him to plow you not some soft shit.
"are you in yet chris?" you asked your voice lacing with attitude. you were trying to get him annoyed, to get under his skin, to get him mad. "excuse me?" chris spoke. chris thought this had to be some joke his dick had you crying even screaming but now you were questioning him if he was even inside?
"i asked if you're in yet babe" you tried again. you were doing this on purpose it was obvious, but chris couldn't help but let it get under his skin. he slapped your ass watching it jiggle. he flipped you over quickly and plowed into you. an audible gasp escaped your mouth.
he didn't even let you adjust as he started thrusting rough and fast. "am i in yet?" he asked mocking your question from earlier. your eyes rolled back as your back arched taking him in deeper "i asked a fucking question y/n" he grabbed your jaw forcefully not enough to hurt but enough to keep you in place.
"mhm y-yes chris" you felt yourself reaching your high quickly. "that's what i fucking thought. haah f-fuck don't ever ask a question like again" he said as he noticed the tiny bulge on your stomach he pressed down on it. "ya feel me ma? so fucking deep in this dirty pussy"
"uh huh" you moaned loudly as you reached your high "mh please chris m'wanna c-cum baby" you said. the bed creeks as the headboard hits the wall repeatedly over and over again. "y'wanna cum for me ma? go ahead cum all over m'cock." he said as he plowed faster reaching his high. you tightened around him "fffuck you got it mama, that's my good girlll" you were in for a longg night.
y'all I didn't reread this cause i really dgaf that much but yolo!! first blurb kind of nervous 😖😖 y'all this suck icl (especially the ending wtf) but practice makes perfect!! 😋
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you didn’t want to be here. didn’t want to be here at all. this party? with him? what was going on?
you and matt had been enemies since you and nick had became friends. chris too was also a good friend of yours, but it was matt that you never clicked with. you didn’t even know why…
the both of you both liked the same things? your personalities were almost identical? really honestly it should’ve been you and matt who were so close. you didn’t understand why the two of you didn’t clash. it was strange.
there you sat across from matt at this party. one that nick and chris both dragged the two of you to. the both of you sat on a quiet sofa in a secluded area despite the population of this party with red solo cups in your hands. you sat awkwardly to yourself as matt looked around, quietly observing the place, maybe even you?
your eyes meet his, cold hard gaze meeting yours making you look away from him shyly. he smirks to himself as he gets up and walks over to you, sitting down beside you.
“you okay?” he asks as he takes a sip of whatever it is that was in his cup. “i am—you?” you say as you look over at him, taking notice of his horse pendent that he had almost never taken off.
“mhm—don’t wanna fuckin’ be here though.” he sighs as he places his drink down on the coffee table in front of the both of you. “yeah me either..” you shrug, taking in a deep breath as faint music plays in the midst of your small talk.
“makes me nervous n’all—y’know?” you sigh, leaning back onto the couch. “yeah i get it—it’s hard talkin’ to all these people” he bites his lip, redirecting his gaze to yours.
“how do you do it??—be s’famous and have to talk t’all these people?” you question, envying the guts that it must take to publicize yourself and interact with people much.
“ask nick or chris—they do all the talkin’ ” he sits up, reaching for his drink. you shrug as you look at him, analyzing his features, how his veiny hands wrapped around his drink, how his lips would form into the perfect pout as a natural resting face when he wouldn’t even talk.
unluckily for you, he seems to take notice to your ogling and looks you dead in the eyes. “it’s rude to stare y’know” he smirks as he bites his lip. “s-sorry i j-just was going to tell you how much i like your necklace..” you stammer, lying out of your ass. your flushed cheeks giving away all of your thoughts alone. not to mention your evident clenched thighs.
“how much you like my necklace, hm?—or how good it would look in your face as im on top of you?” he says lowly as his face inches closer to yours. the faint r&b playlist at this party blurring out the both of you guy’s conversation.
“w-what?” your eyes widen as his demeanor changes almost instantly. “don’t play dumb with me, dirty girl..” he mocks as he suddenly gets up and grabs your hand, dragging you to a bathroom?
“matt..wha-“ he interrupts you “you’re dripping” he growls, sinking to his knees as his gaze never leaves yours. “matt..i-“ he interrupts yet again “tell me what y’were thinking while i play with this pretty pussy, yeah?” he mewls.
your cheeks heat up as you look away from him, your heart rate intensifying as his words register. your pussy was indeed dripping. he knew what he was doing. he knew what his words and body language did to you. he knew it drove you crazy.
“cmon—speak up—let’s use our words, hm?” he coos as he bites his lip, slowly pulling down your panties out from under your skirt, his eyes never leaving yours as you try to muster the courage to use your words.
“she’s so wet f’me, hm?—she’s needed me all night?” he coos once more as he traces his finger across your inner thighs teasingly.
“tell me what you were thinking, sweet girl” he urges, his fingers inching closer to the place that you craved him most. “you want me to touch you—don’t you?” he coos as he traces his fingers along your inner thighs once more making you squirm.
you huff as you look down at his lustful gaze, your leaky cunt throbbing at his every movement and word. he bites his lip at the sight of you, the way he made you crumble infatuated him.
“was thinkin’ about y’necklace—how it’d look..” you look away from him shyly, your voice low and skittish. “how it’d look—cmon, use that pretty mouth..” he urges seductively, his tone driving you crazy.
“how it would look in my face—as you’re on top of me..” you slur, your face flushed. his fingers trail up your thigh, teasing your cunt.
“how hard was that, hm?” he taunts, running his fingers in your slick folds earning a needy whine from you.
“too bad it wasn’t good enough” he pouts as he removes his fingers from your needy nub, pulling your panties back up as he stands up, towering over your small figure.
“matt—please..” you mewl, your cunt throbbing. “shhh i know i know” he coddles, ruffling your hair. “it really isn’t my style to hook up at parties—“ he reassures “just wanted to see how desperate i could make you” he smirks.
“this isn’t over” you breathe out, your flushed cheeks making him scream on the inside. “i know—“ he agrees. he unlocks the bathroom door and walks out, leaving you needy and attentive.
a/n: not proofread, this has been sitting in my drafts for about a week.
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