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I FOUND IT OMGGGG
the smirk when the beat came in omggg i nutted
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𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙮 - 𝙛𝙬𝙗!𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨
cw: mentions of smoking, smut
wc: 2.5k
“you want food first?” chris asks, turning his head to look at you where you sat in his passenger seat for a moment before returning his eyes to the road.
“before I ride you?” you question, your own head popping up from looking at your phone to stare at his side profile, eyes trailing over his seemingly flawless jawline, the pout of his lips, his nose that fit his face perfectly. “fuck no, I wanna smoke, park, fuck, then you buy me food once we get snacky.”
chris let out a laugh, straight line of teeth visible from behind his lips. “okay,” he agreed with a small nod, pointing to his glove compartment. “brought you something.”
you tilt your head curiously, turning your attention to his glovebox, hand reaching out to open it. once it drops open, you let out a small gasp and grab the thin, long box wrapped with a little red bow. “what is this?” you say excitedly, pulling it into your lap, quickly pulling the bow undone.
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✯BUBBLE POP ELECTRIC✯
Black!reader x Greaser!Chris
In which… Y/n and Chris have been going steady for a couple of months now, and she’s finally ready to give him all her love in the backseat.
Warnings: NSFW CONTENT AHEAD!!! FINGERING, MENTIONS OF BODY PARTS, RIDING, Exhibitionism, IF I MISSED ANYTHING LET ME KNOW!
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☆ . . . you and chris are making out in your room on your bed, the sound of soft smooches and the rustling of sheets are the only noises filling the room. his hands roam your over your body, not leaving any skin left untouched and you have no complaints, you want this.
with his hands on your hips, chris pulls you close to his body, and you take this as a perfect opportunity to sit on his lap. but with your lips locked on his, too absorbed with the feeling of his mouth on yours, you're not paying attention to where you're going, so you find yourself sitting on his thigh.
chris's lips part from yours the second he hears you suck in a sharp breath. his eyes are wide as he glances between your face and your panties that cover that he wants to see the most, and he watches as you instinctively roll your hips to grind down on his thigh.
he flexes his thigh, curious to see what would happen, and the sinful moan that slips from your lips almost make him pass out.
chris leans back against the headboard, staring at you with his hazy eyes so innocently, mesmerised by your facial expressions. the grip he has on your hips tighten, his thumbs digging into your sides as you desperately hump his thigh like an animal in heat.
his mouth drops open with a grunt, head falling back against the headboard as the bulge grows in his shorts.
chris would feel like he’s the most powerful man in the world knowing that you’re about to cum from just his thigh… but he definitely feels like a teenage boy again when you end up making him cum in his shorts untouched.
© sturnioz
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₊ ⊹ sumarry. You're Matt's girlfriend, but you fuck Chris.
₊ ⊹ content. Infidelity, inappropriate language, dirty talk, boob sucking, and obscene descriptions.
₊ ⊹ author's note. My first language is not English, if you notice any errors you already know why. If you want to read more about the boys, I leave you the m.list here.
I move away a little to keep him away, he was getting too close. I shake my head. I put my legs on the couch so he doesn't come closer.
"I didn't tell you to come and I didn't force you to watch the movie with me," I say and he's looking at me too much.
"No, but you let me in anyway," he comes closer and I walk away again. I'm starting to get nervous. "Why do you go away?"
He ends up cornering me in a corner of the couch, my back touching the edge of the armrest. I put my hands on his chest, stopping him when he spreads my legs and gets between them.
"Go away" I ask him, looking him in the eyes. He licks his lips and looks first at my mouth and then into my eyes.
"I don't want to" he furrows his eyebrows and bites his lower lip. He was so close that his breath hit my face. "Do you want me to leave?" He asks, bringing his face closer to mine. I don't respond, the words don't come out, my heart just beat hard as if it were going to burst out of my chest. He holds on to the sofa with one hand and with the other he caresses my thigh, he is leaning towards me, he has me cornered between him and the sofa. I look at his mouth and that was enough for him to close the distance, kissing me.
And I couldn't resist.
He began to move his mouth against mine, savoring and enjoying the kiss. And I reciprocated. He squeezed my thigh and grabbed me by the waist, managing to pick me up and change the position, leaving me on top of him while he leaned against the back of the chair. From one moment to the next we separated for a microsecond to take a breath, we looked into each other's eyes and it didn't take long for him to eat my mouth again. More intense. More eager. He pressed me against him with both hands on my ass, squeezing it with his fingers, forcing me to move on him, letting me know how turned on he was. He separates his mouth from mine and slides kisses down my neck, grabbing my hair with one of his hands, pulling my head back. Leaving room to kiss my neck more freely.
At that point I no longer knew what I was doing, I just let myself be carried away by the moment of fever. He lets go of my hair and I bite my lower lip, turning my head forward. He takes the opportunity to lower the straps of my shirt, leaving my tits in the air.
"Mmh" I sighed putting my hands on his shoulders as his mouth captured my left nipple. He ran his tongue over the areola and then put my tit in his mouth, making me moan. He sucked and then left a light bite on my nipple.
"How good you are, you son of a bitch," he growls and then runs his tongue along my neck, making me shudder from the wave of pleasure. He squeezed my ass with one of his hands and then slapped me hard in the area, making me complain and jump slightly in place.
This time I'm the one who takes him by the neck and joins our mouths again. I crush my tits against his chest without releasing the kiss. Chris's hands ran over my lower back and he dared to put them through the edge of my shorts, touching my ass directly. He grabbed the edge of my thong and pulled up, causing the bottom of my thong to go between my pussy lips. I pull away a little and bite my lower lip, looking into his eyes. His eyes are dilated and his mouth is swollen from the kiss, I can't help but get hot. I needed it. I felt it very hard under me. I'm about to kiss him again when I hear the lock of the front door lock and the cloud of pleasure in which I was immersed disappears. Matt had arrived. My heart stopped from one moment to the next and she looked at Chris scared.
"Hey baby, I'm here!" Matt's voice is heard in the distance. I quickly get off of Chris and adjust my shirt.
"Go through the kitchen door," I tell him, pointing to the back door in a whisper when he gets up. He smiles mockingly and grabs me by the waist, steals a small kiss from me and nods.
"This isn't over," he warns me in a whisper as well, and then I see him go around the kitchen, sneaking out the back door.
I sit back down on the couch with my heart in my mouth and quickly pretend I'm putting on another movie. My hands are shaking and I'm breathing hard, he tried to regularize it. What was I thinking, for God's sake.
"What's the matter that you're not responding?" Matt's voice made me tense and I watch as he enters the room. I feign surprise and take my eyes off the TV.
"Sorry honey, I was focused on looking for a movie" I say, leaving the control of the TV.
"Were you sitting there all day?" He laughs coming closer, I nod and fake a smile. "I'm not kissing you because I played hockey and I'm all sweaty," he says, pointing to his clothes. I look at him, and yes, he was indeed all sweaty and his clothes were dirty with grass.
"How did it go?" I ask and I thank all of Los Santos who didn't greet me because I'm sure Chris left all his perfume impregnated.
He leans over to the tea table and grabs the open packet of gummies I'd left behind.
"Okay, I'm tired," he complains. "I'm going to take a bath, are you coming?" He asks, giving me a smile.
"You go first, I'll come in a moment.
He nods and leaves the room to go to the second floor. I stayed for a few minutes thinking about what had just happened and caressed my temple when I heard a notification on my cell phone.
@/christophersturniolo he sent you a message: "If you are going to fuck him, think of me."
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