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Hmmmmm

Reader trying to push Simon off of her because her little pussy can't take his massive cock, it's only half way in and she's already whimpering and clawing down his arms.

Simon lets out a loud whistle, the bedroom door slams open and a eager Johnny appears. Breathing hard, looking at the both of you connected.

Simon snaps his fingers and says 'get er'

And Johny is pinning the reader down by her arms and the free hand is sliding down her stomach to rub the tight figure 8s on her clit as Simon pushes in deeper.

Reader is letting out broken moans and curses as Simon bottoms out, his thick tip ramming through her cervix, womb fucking her HARD.

Johnny is cooing at her and cheering Simon to go even harder, every thrust is shown on her stomach how far he goes.

Simon reaches down and wraps a secure hand around the reader's throat, slowly cutting her air supply off.

Her eyes roll in the back of her head, and it happens so quickly shes not even registered that Simons cock and Johnny's hand totally got sprayed on.

Poor reader thought she was done, but as soon as the boys figured out how to make her squirt, Johnny's the first to pipe up with 'I call de next round, pin her down with her hips up' Simons nods as he empties himself in her cunt, groaning as she clenches in him so hard that his cum dribbles out of her worn hole.

"Sounds like a deal"

Rip female reader

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chris blurb | cockwarming, overstimulation, loss of control, praise kink, lap sex

You were supposed to be good.

That’s what he’d said when he sank you down onto his cock twenty minutes ago—his voice thick with restraint, breath brushing your cheek as he whispered it.

“Just sit, baby. Just warm me. I know you can do it.”

And god, you’d tried. Tried to be still, tried to let the thick, pulsing stretch of him inside you be enough. But you couldn’t. Not when he was so deep. Not when your walls were clenching around him with every twitch. Not when the heat in your stomach only built with every second of stillness.

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𐙚 — movie night.

chris sturniolo :: reader

your friend chris came over for a casual movie night, but things didn’t exactly go as planned after he found something unexpected in one of your drawers.

warnings: smut. dom!chris. fingering. overstimulation. edge control. use of vibrator.

"can we watch cars? it's been a while since i last watched it." chris asked throwing his body against your bed. "are you serious?" you gazed at him chuckling and he nodded. "we already watched it like a hundred times." he shrugged, taking off his shoes.

"this is my side, by the way." you said pointing at the spot his was laying on. "too late." a playful smirk crept onto his face, making you chuckle, rolling your eyes.

"can we watch it or not?" he asked, impatiently. his eyes following you while you made your way to the other side of the bed. "yeah, sure." you didn't actually care, and, to be honest, you liked how funny it was to watch cars with him.

"why can you watch it at your place? i know nick's out, but you still got matt to watch it with you, since you don't want to be alone."

"yeah, he wasn't in a good mood today, y'know? so i'll thought i'll give him so space." he said, shrugging. you chuckled. "what about my space?" "oh, you don't need it." he gave you a soft but teasingly smile, and you rolled your eyes, pulling his face away.

"just put the movie already." you said smiling back, shaking your head. "i'm trying, but i can't find the goddamn remote" he complained, running his hands over the sheets, searching for it. "first drawer next to you." you said reaching for the light interruptor next to bed, making the room goes dark.

suddenly you remembered. "chris, wait—!" you didn't keep just the remote inside that drawer. "oh god." he lowly said. you froze, heat rushing to your face.

he turned around again, facing you. his eyebrows raised and a slow smirk forming on his lips like he'd just uncovered your deepest secret. "this is definitely not a remote." there it was. in his hands. your vibrator. a clit sucker, to be exact.

"chris— gimme that!" you leaned in his direction trying to get the pink toy out of his hand, failing. "didn't know you had one of these." your face burning. a mix of embarrassment and irritation. "chris, that's not funny, put it back."

"relax. i'm not judging you." he said analyzing the object in his hands. "i mean, everyone need to get some fun, y'know?" he was holding a laugh and you wanted the floor to swallow you whole.

"so, how often do you—" "chris!" you cut him off, burring your face in your hands. "what? i'm just curious." his giggles were driving you mad, and you knew he was never letting that go.

"i never used it." your voice muffled by your hands. "never?" he sounded surprised. "yeah— i mean, it's new and i never..." you gazed at him again, your voice low and clearly full of embarrassment.

chris turned it on, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. you both watching the small silicone toy slightly vibrating in his hands, and you involuntarily pressed your legs together.

"how many levels does it has?" he asked, his eyes never leaving the clit sucker. "seven, i guess." you lowly said. "seven?" he raised his eyebrows. "is it too much?"

"chris— look, i don't know, okay? i told you, i never tried. now put it back, let's just watch the movie, alright?" you said already done with that whole conversation.

"do you want to?" he looked at you. eyes darkened. "i'm sorry, what?" "do you wanna try it?" you chuckled "what— i mean, yeah, i brought it, so i'll probably try it someday, i guess."

"i meant right now." you locked eyes with him. your brows frowning in confusion, uncertain you heard it right. "alright, stop. that's not funny." you nervously chuckled.

"i'm not joking." his husky voice making you shiver. the vibrator was still on, and the low noise coming from it was messing with your thoughts. "chris." your breath was failing, heart racing. it felt like your body was betraying you.

"oh, come on." he grinned and shifted in bed, getting closer to you. you froze watching his movements. "i know you wanna try it. just... let me help you."

you watched him slowly approaching the toy to you. he started trailing it on your knees, slowly moving up to your thighs. your eyes locked again in his face, watching his eyes observing your legs, the vibration making your whole body shiver. the growing arousal not letting you think straight.

"what do you say, huh?" he gazed at you, eyes meeting yours, soft but dark. he licked his lips and looked down at yours. his eyes running through your face, waiting for an answer.

you slowly nodded and he sighed, a relieved sound, and smiled at you. without another word, he leaned closer, sealing your lips in a soft, lingering kiss. the vibrator still slightly working on your upper thigh.

"take your shorts off." he commanded, breaking the kiss, and you slowly obeyed.

he easily pulled you into his lap, your back laying on his chest, bodies intertwined. "do you think you can handle all levels, sweetheart?" he whispered in your ears, slightly biting your earlobe. you nodded, biting your lips. "what's wrong, pretty? use your words."

"yes." your voice barely a whisper. "that's better." he turned the vibrator off and threw it on the mattress. his lips now on your neck. you closed your eyes and laid your head on his shoulder, giving him more access to your skin.

his hands roamed over your body, stopping at your thighs. his lips never letting your neck go. he slowly spread your legs, his fingers tracing soft circles on your inner thighs, leaving you breathless.

"you're fuckin' beautiful." every whisper leaving his mouth making you even wetter. his hands roamed up your body again, this time bringing your shirt with them.

now you were completely exposed for him, your skin against his clothed body. you arched your back feeling his hardness against you.

you gasped feeling his warm hands cupping your breasts. his lips savoring every inch of your neck, biting, licking, leaving little marks.

while one of his hands kept playing with your tits, the other went down your stomach, stopping inches above your sensitive spot. you closed your eyes and locked your fingers in his hair, whines leaving your mouth from anticipation.

his fingers finally touched where you needed the most, slightly spreading you open, feeling your wetness. "so wet, and all for me."

without waiting another second, both of his fingers completely entered your whole, making you bite your lips, trying to muffle a moan. "na-ah, i wanna hear you, pretty. let it out." you lowly moaned again in response, feeling his fingers slowly pumping in and out of you, while your walls clenched them tightly.

he brought his sticky fingers close to your face. "tongue out." you immediately obeyed, feeling his fingers in your mouth, making you taste yourself. "does it taste good, baby?"

"u-hum" you nodded, yours sounds muffled by his fingers while you were sucking it clean.

one of his hand resting on your lower stomach, the other grabbed the pink toy again, turning it on at the lowest level. heat running through your body with anticipation.

"keep them open f'me, 'kay?" he asked opening your legs with his free hand. you gasped feeling the vibrator on your skin, close to where you needed it the most, but still not enough.

"is it good here, sweetheart?" he whispered and you shook your head. he chuckled. "no? you want more?" chris was teasing you, he wanted to hear you beg. "y-yes." you answered, voice low and weak, your body slightly moving, searching for what you were desperate for.

you moaned when you finally felt it against your most sensitive area. the vibrator lazily sucking your clit, still weak, but enough to make you squirm.

chris started slowly circling it against you. "better here, huh? turn the lights on again, i wanna see you." you nodded, seaching for the light interruptor again, turning it on.

you threw you head on his shoulder. his hand that was keeping you opened now on your hair, making you look down again. "look at it, ma. look how it sucks you." he pressed the button again, making its intensity go up.

you whimpered watching the pink toy in between your legs, sending jolts of pleasure all over you. "wanna try level three?" he asked already increasing the intensity once again. too much. "oops, i think that's four, isn't it, ma? we can stay here a lil' longer, what you thing?"

"chris—" you whimpered, grabbing his arm. the small toy making your body twich. the tension quickly building up due the change of intensities. "i'm close." you warned, feeling the familiar knot in your stomach approaching.

"already? nah, i wanna try all levels before you cum, hold it." you nodded biting your lips, trying hard to prolong the inevitable.

the pleasure only kept growing and you lowly cried his name, not sure how much long you could hold it. "fuck— chris, lemme cum, please.

"not yet, sweetie. we're still at level four." his lips were on your neck again. your body squirming, trying its best to hold back. your nails digging into his arm.

level five now. "chriiis." you whimpered. "keep holding it, ma. just be a good girl for me and hold it, alright?"

chris was rock hard just from knowing he was making you feel that way. feeling you squirm, hearing your pretty noises, the power he has over you, everything about it was driving him crazy.

"please, just... let me—" your words were cutt off by a moan, your legs uncontrollably shaking as you finally come undone. "fuck!" you screamed and chris bit your shoulder.

he increased it to level six. your legs acted by themselves, involuntarily closing together. "i said keep them open, baby." he growled at your ear. "chris— too much—"

"oh, sweetheart, i didn't tell you to cum, now you're giving me another one." his legs intertwined with yours, holding you open and still for him.

you lowly cried, feeling overstimulated. your whole body was twitching, he got the intensity up again. last level. the vibrations and the way he was circling it on your clit making you roll your eyes.

"chris— i can't." you frenetically shook your head. "one more." he wisphered against your shoulder, kissing it, trailing a path of soft kisses up your neck. crazy contrast to what was happening in between your legs.

your fingers intertwined with his hair, gripping it tightly. "chris! holy shit—" you cried feeling both of his fingers inside you again. the overstimulation was too much, the aching pleasure making you arch your back.

"shhh, it's okay sweetheart, stay still f'me." his horse voice in your ear adding even more to the pleasure. "god, gonna cum again." you warned. your voice high pitched, completely lost in the moment as you felt your climax building up for the second time.

"cum for me, baby." he pressed the vibrator harder on your clit, his long fingers touching yours sweet spot, making you see stars.

with a loud cry, you let yourself go again. your whole body trembling, weak. your legs desperately trying to close, but his grip on you tightened, not letting you do it.

you squirmed, feeling more sensitive than ever. "chris, please—" you cried and he took the vibrator off you, turning it off and throwing it somewhere in bed.

his fingers still moving inside you without hurring, stretching your walls, feeling everything. he didn't want it to end. he was already addicted to the feeling of you clenching around him, so tight, sensible, the pretty little noises coming out of your mouth, all caused by him.

when he finally stopped, you whined feeling him emptying you. this time he took his fingers to his mouth, tasting you. "so fuckin' delicious."

he turned you around, putting your chest onto his, both of your legs resting on either side of his body. one of his hands softly stroking your still shaking thigh, the other in your hair. he left a tender kiss on your forehead. "you did so good for me, beautiful."

you looked up at him through your lashes. your eyes were tired but soft. he gave you a smile, his hands stroking your hair giving you a comfortable feeling.

"i bet my dick could make you feel even better." he said, taking you by surprise and you laughed. "well, next time we could try that instead."

"next time, huh? movie nights just got a lot more interesting, don't you think?" he smirked at you, sealing his lips on your forehead one more time.

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simon is genuinely so obsessed with how dumb you get over his cock. whether you're being drilled by it, having it in your hand, sucking it, hell even by looking at it has you all shy.

don't get him wrong. it's cute and everything, but when he's having to fuck you with his hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, while fucking you in a supply closet literally twenty minutes before a meeting. it gets kinda annoying, not that he is complaining. well, he is, but it's worth it in the end when he sees your dumb, cock-drunk face.

his dick pounds in and out of your warm, wet cunt, it pushing him away before dragging him back in for all his worth. it drives him insane. he barely has to do much. your cunt is so greedy it just sucks his cock in and then spits him back out.

one of your legs around his waist while his fingers are pushed deep down your throat to shut you up. you're too dumb to even think right now – spit slobbering all over his thick digits. he doesn't mind it though. he finds it verrryyy cute and verrryyy arousing.

"shhh, doll, wouldn't want the others to hear us, hm? what would they think if they say their lieutenant fuckin' his co-worker like this, hm?"

he smirks. he knows damn well what he said went in your ear and came right out of the other. he knows you can't process anything right now but pleasure.

your cunt clamps down onto him, "c-cumming! shitshitshit!"

though it was all muffled with his fingers in your mouth. he could tell what was about to happen anyway.

the way your eyes roll back and your cunt began to flutter around him while more of your delicious juices leak onto his cock, even more than before. yeah, he joined you soon after. his cock spurting warm cum deep into your quivering pussy before he pulls out of you with a groan.

five more minutes.

well shit, you're going to be late to that meeting. i guess it was worth it for a quickie though...

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𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 — 𝐂.𝐒.

SUMMARY ʚɞ Your first time having sex with Chris.

CW ʚɞ Smut, first time, p n v, size kink, bulge kink, and more

PAIRING ʚɞ Bubble .ᐟ Reader x Chris Sturniolo

A/N: COPYRIGHT NOTICE. This can be read as a standalone apart from the au! Do wtv you want, this is hella horny lmao

With love and big tits, Rose au masterlist

God, you’re nervous. Every pulse of your thumping heart is echoing throughout your entire body. You swallow thickly, trying to focus on the sensation of Chris’ lips trailing up and down your stomach, but you can’t seem to stop thinking about that entering your body. 

He’s big. Chris is aware of it, so are you. You two haven’t had sex before, but you’ve ventured into other intimate acts to know enough. The first time you gave him a blow job, your mouth was sore. Either corner of your mouth ached from being stretched and although his pleasure made it worth it at the time, it didn’t stop you from wondering what this would be like—his dick inside of you, buried in your cunt. 

You—you good, Bubs?” Chris asks, his voice laced with concern. It makes your lips curl into a sympathetic smile at his nervous tone. You’re anxious, but he’s crawling with worry. 

I’ve been thinking obsessively about being fucked doggy, where they’re shoving your head into the pillow and fucking into you. Or the kind where they wrap their hand around your throat and force you to arch back against them. Or the kind where they stop moving and telling you to fuck yourself back on their cock so they can see how desperate you are. Or the kind where they’ve lost all semblance of control and are holding onto your hips and fucking into you so hard you want to cry. Did I mention doggy is my favourite?

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ꗃ ˖ ࣪ 𓂃 ✦ CHRIS X READER CHRIS CONVINCES YOU TO GO ON TOUR (NSFW)

chris had you ass up face down in the mattress, pumping his third load out on your glistening cunt, letting out heavy breathes.

“haah…f-fuck, don’t know what i’m gonna do without you sweetheart.” he’s still jerking his dick, squeezing the last of his nut while nearly out of breath, panting through his words and firmly holding the arch in your back with his free hand.

“i don’t wanna leave you”

the original plan was to help chris pack while nick and matt were out dealing with last minute things but the energy quickly shifted after he heard the engine start, he was all over you, lips glued to yours and clothes flying in every direction.

he made sure to spend every second of everyday with you up until he left for tour, giving his all to you each time like it was his last because that’s what it felt like. his excuse every time being he’s making up for a month apart, leading you to cave and quickly because you knew you’d miss him too.

your body is unbelievably tired, vibrating from overstimulation, leaking hot cum from both you and chris while you struggle to catch your breath, but toughing it out for him, “m-mhm..i’m gonna miss you s-so much.”

“y’know you don’t have to baby, just come with me,” he glides his thumb between your folds, painted white and on display for him; really taking the time to drink in every inch of your body, burning it into his memory for harder times as if it wasn’t already.

“chris i have school—“

“it can work, y’just gotta try,” chris whined in dissatisfaction that you weren’t breaking. his fingers were now knuckles deep in your hole, thrusting slow and in complete awe.

you couldn’t even react, eyes rolled to the back of your head, mouth wide open but nothing coming out, just shaking in place, letting him use you.

whining at the loss of his fingers, you suddenly receive a smack to your cunt, making your whole body jolt.

“turn around, need to see that pretty face,” you were swept off your knees before you can even process it. he’d been tossing you around all night with effortless strength, switching from one position to the another.

chris grinned when he was met with your fucked out expression. your lips were pink and swollen, tears stained on your cheeks, curls frizzy and all over your head. you were a mess and he wasn’t even done with you yet, “y’look so pretty like this.”

you smiled back lazily and rubbed the stubble on his jaw, also looking very fucked out with his eyes low and dark, hairs clung to his forehead, and face gone red. “love when you say shit like that.”

his mouth found your neck again, messy and hungry. he smiled against your skin as you let out breathy moans, kissing lower, then biting down just enough to hear your little squeal.

“i know baby..go ahead and lay down f’me.”

chris adjusts you to the perfect angle, laying you down on your side, him between your legs and carefully lining you up with his dick. his veiny hands go from tracing the curve of your waist and ass to messaging your breast.

he watched you squirm on the bed, his lip tucked between his teeth as his thumb and index rolled your sensitive buds. you clench around nothing, hoping and praying that he would shove it in. “chris please”

“please? y’gettin needy now…” his arm swings back to smack you ass, little harder then you were expecting, not hard enough to disassociate pain and pleasure. “all that and ya still begging for more, imagine that feeling when i’m not around?”

“need you s’bad, please,” you whine and bucked your hips, feeling the tip of his dick graze your clit.

chris smirked, pressing a single kiss to your inner thigh and slowly beginning to fuck you side ways.

your moaning out uncontrollably, back arching into his chest, each thrust being better than the last while chris hits places you don’t think he ever has.

“sh-shit mama, of course your this fuckin’ tight f’me before i go.” he leaves three smacks on your ass before his arms fall to the sides of your head, stabling himself self as his deep stokes pick up.

loud cries are echoing off the walls of his room, the bed creaks at a fast rate, and the headboard slams against the wall, chris already knowing their neighbors fucking despise him.

he continued to slam into you at a relentless pace, grunts and groans slipping past his swollen lips at the sight of this cock disappearing in your sopping pussy and bulging in your lower abdomen. “y’feel me, so deep in this pretty pussy?”

he presses down on your stomach, causing you the throw your head back, your hand grabs his wrist next to your head as you feel the pooling fire in your gut. “mmmh—feels so fuckin good, ughh chris..m’cumming, m’cumming.”

your mind went hazy as you creamed all over chris’ dick, stuttering screams of his name at the top of your lungs, him still working deep, hard strokes into you, showing no mercy while your leaking all over him and the bed, “mhm just like that baby…holy shit.”

your palm flattened against his chest, attempting to tap out and push him away, “uugh..i can’t, it’s too much—“

he didn’t stop.

didn’t even slow down.

“no, don’ tell me that, s’okay pretty girl, keep goin f’me—fuuck… kn-know you can.”

“no chris…i-i can’t take anymore”

it’s like battle of back and forth, chris pushing your hand off his chest, you moving it right back, you still weren’t looking at him and his brothers would be back any minute now. it was only a matter of time before he was fed up and really gave you something to cry about. “stop fuckin moving, shit— look at me baby.”

he got no response you were too caught up in your whirl of cries to even notice he said anything, only making him angrier. pulling out, he quickly shoves your hand one last time before picking your body up and moving you on your back, connecting his chest with yours, leaving no space for you to push him away. chris grabs your head and brings it to his and rams back into you.

his stamina was fucking unbelievable, he fucked you through the thick, sticky air, fucked you through four orgasms and still hunched like a rabbit in heat.

you gasped and moaned in each other’s faces as chris ruts into you ten times harder with his eyes locked on yours, seeing every bit of lust and passion.

chris groans, “n-nah…f-fuck all that, y’coming with me i don’t care, mama”

you could see the veins in his neck straining as he tried to state a coherent sentence, meanwhile your fucked dumb, brain turned into mush.

“m’making myself clear, yeah?”

you mumble something, not even sure what it was. chris grabs your throat, making your eyes roll.

“do you understand me?” his pelvis is pounding forward in rapid, punishing thrust. your whole body shakes and nails claw at his back only being able to make out one word.

“yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, ughh” your words slurred together and back arched deeply as you felt cum leaking down your body and onto the mattress.

chris’ muscles tense up and he buried his face in your neck, bottoming out, breath hitching as he finally lets go, releasing a gut ranching groan and gripping you like he was falling apart while he planted his seed inside.

he pulls out, you both whimpering and whining too sensitive to any touch. chris collapses beside you, uneven breaths, your chest rising and falling in unison, and neither of you saying a word. he holds you close and connects your foreheads before brushing your hair out your face.

“so you’ll come right?” his voice was raspy and soft just above a whisper.

you sigh, “guess i am.”

a smiled crept on his lips and he kissed all over your face, not caring that your cheeks were a little salty from all that crying you were doing. “my fuckin girl, i love you s’much, i’ll pack right now”

chris sits up from the bed, energized with excitement, pulling you up to do the same like he didn’t just completely wreck your shit.

“no, give me a sec chris,”

© divadown 2025

so fuckin good😫

Kinks I think Simon Ghost Riley has, but they progressively get freakier. Part 2.

18+ MDNI, TW: perversion, humiliation, perverted bullying

Tits or ass?

Try pussy.

I’m being so serious. This man is actually so gross about it. Just a yucky pervert under that mask. Of course he loves and would has lick every inch of you, but he just can’t help but give his favorite girl (your pussy) special attention.

Sure, he’ll grope your tits and ass for a bit, but he’s already got his eyes on the prize and if there’s one thing Simon prides himself on, it’s efficiency. He’s the kind of guy to not even bother taking your top off before pulling your bottoms down and getting to work. This man will have you rocking the Winnie the Poo look as he goes down on you.

It’s almost like you’re living with an immature bully with the way he depants you at the most inconvenient times. One minute you’ll be fully clothed and peacefully stirring soup or some shit on the stove and the next minute your lounge shorts and panties will be pooled around your ankles and you’re trying to not fuck up your soup while the (rude) man knelt behind you is spreading your cheeks and burying his face in your cunt.

Speaking of bullying, if you’re wearing tight pants like leggings and he can see the outline of your panties thought them, there’s about a 50% chance he’ll succumb to his urge to give you a weggie. This increases to 80% if you’re wearing a thong, and 100% if you’re wearing a thong and you bend over in front of him. Leaves your pants on and just reaches in to pull your panties up tight till the flimsy cotton or lace is trapped between your folds and biting into your clit. Loves listening to you whimper and whine at him in that pathetic, high-pitched voice. Music to his ears… and cock.

He also loves when those thin, tight leggings of your’s give you a nice camel toe. Unless he’s actually trying to engage in a serious conversation with you. Then he hates those pants. How is he supposed to focus on what you’re saying when your pussy is practically staring him down?…

…What were you even arguing about?

Well, whatever it was, it’s going to have to wait. His “favorite girl” obviously needs some “special attention” and Simon Riley has his priorities. Perhaps not straight, but he certainly has them nonetheless.

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jealous!matt x reader

in which *ೃ༄ matt gets jealous seeing you speak to another guy and reminds you who you belong to.

warnings ⊹₊⟡⋆ smut! oral (m receiving) slight choking. public setting. p in v unprotected. english not my first language.

inspired by this clip posted by @matttgirlies ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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you and matt weren’t anything official. sure, you’d mess around sometimes—hooking up after having one too many drinks—but it was never serious. no labels, no promises. that’s why it caught you off guard when you could feel his gaze on you from all the way across the room.

his eyes were locked on you and alex—an old friend you’d just run into. you noticed the way matt’s eyes flickered between you and him every time you smiled a little too hard or laughed a little too much. it was subtle, but there was a thrill in knowing he was watching you like that—possessive and protective, like he couldn’t stand the sight of you giving someone else attention.

you weren’t sure why it made your stomach twist in a good way, but it did. it made you want to push him a little more, see just how far you could take it before he snapped.

matt tried to distract himself by chatting with the group beside him, but he wasn’t really listening. every few seconds, his eyes would cut back to you, and you swore you could see a flash of annoyance when you leaned in a little closer to alex. his jaw clenched when you reached out to touch alex’s arm, laughing at something he said.

the moment alex stepped away to grab another drink, matt was on you in an instant—crossing the room with purpose. he slid up behind you, his hand pressing firmly against your lower back as he leaned in,

“you’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” he murmured, his breath warm against your ear.

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HATE YOU - c.s.

wc: 1.6k cws: smut, angry sex, oral (f!receiving), swearing, overstimulation, degradation kink, praise kink if you squint, use of "ma" and "baby"

chris lets his anger out on you after a long day at the studio

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𝘂𝗽𝘀𝗲𝘁 - 𝗰.𝘀 ☆

𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴: 𝘚𝘔𝘜𝘛 ( 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬 ) 𝘥𝘰𝘮!𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘣!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘷, 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘹 (𝘦𝘩𝘩𝘩𝘩) 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦!

𝘱𝘳é𝘤𝘪𝘴: 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘴'𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘢/𝘯: *𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥*

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CHRIS X READER QUICKIE IN THE SHOWER BLURB (18+)

you should’ve know better then expecting to take a normal shower when staying over at chris’ because of fucking course they have an ongoing war over who takes a shower and timing it at that.

you stood in the middle of his bathroom, maxed out with the eucalyptus scent of his body wash and steam curled around the edges of the foggy glass blurring your vision of chris, who stood beneath the shower, head tilted back allowing water to run throughout his body.

he cracked an eye open and turned down his music, noticing you in nothing but a towel and your usual annoyed expression.

“um, yeah?” his voice was lazy like he was seconds away from falling asleep mid-shower. “ya don’t fuck with knocking no more?”

“chris when am i taking my shower?” you asked, arms crossed over your chest, holding the towel in place.

“relax ma, you just gotta’ wait.”

“no, i’ve already been waiting for two hours, im tired n’ i wanna’ shower before i knock out.”

chris exhaled dramatically but not budging from his spot, “guess you should’ve went when i told you right?” he said in a teasing tone, you could detect his low laugh through his breath.

“chris. shut the fuck up, being sassy and shit.” you rolled your eyes at his remark, actually starting to regret not taking him up on his offer to shower earlier.

he grinned, running a hand over his wet hair, “you tryna’ fight me over the shower right now?”

“i didn’t think i’d have to wait on matt too, get your shit fixed,” you groaned and rubbed your temple.

a beat passed before chris huffed and sticks his head out the glass door, hand out and waiting for you to jump in, “fuck it, get in.”

“no,” you shrug simply.

“no? s’not like i haven’t been inside you or anything” he absentmindedly joked, not caring how agitated you were at the moment.

you narrow your eyes at him, “i want to actually shower, chris.”

“and you can do it now or in bout’ a hour, which one baby?”

you hesitated.

then sighed in defeat, unwrapping yourself from the towel and throwing it on the rack. chris watched with a satisfied expression and a smug smirk, knowing he would get his way regardless.

taking your hand, he pulled you in, hot water immediately hitting your skin, welcoming relief and relaxing your muscles after the long day y’all had.

chris stood close behind, his body heat mixing with the steam of the water and his gaze fixed on you.

“stop lookin’ at me” you pointed out, reaching for your vanilla body wash.

“you in my shower, ma”

you rolled your eyes again, but felt the way your stomach flipped. the tension was so sexual and thick, undeniably built up in the small space.

your tried to ignore it, bending over, minding your business and scrubbing suds all over your lower half.

chris shuffled closer, his breath heavy and fingers trailing down your sides and resting low on your hips, slow and deliberate. “since y’already here…” his voice dripped with lust, low and raspy whispering in your ear.

“move, babe—”

you couldn’t even finish your sentence, he was already gliding his tip between your folds, teasing you slowly. your now pressed against the cool tile, chris turning your head to his and connecting your lips. the water ran between you, but neither cared to move.

your body felt like it was on fire as chris’ hands mapped their way around it not missing an inch of you and finally slipping his full length into your sopping cunt, eager to suck him in all while maintaining the sloppy kiss.

“ohhh, fuuuck” chris groaned out, his head thrown back to the ceiling and mouth hung open while your gummy walls clenched around him, squeezing him in so tight like you were perfectly made for him.

mmh, chris” your eyes rolled to the back of your head, feeling his tip kiss your cervix over and over again. your shower sponge was long forgotten as chris held you up by your neck, leaving traces of saliva as he kissed it and fucked into you at the same time.

you looked down at your bodies colliding, water droplets bouncing off your pelvis’s and splashing you in the faces while your overwhelmed with pleasure. your whole body is leaning on chris, allowing him to plow as deep and fast as he needed.

growing worn out you laid your head on his shoulder and panted out, barley audible, “you’re.. sucha’ liar…”

you gasped feeling your arousal build up in your stomach and moans bubbling in your throat.

“i didn’t lie baby, jus’ tricked ya” chris grunted lowly and moved his hand from your jaw to your mouth, attempting to muffle your outburst of moans. he brung the other hand down to your clit, messaging quick circles causing you to shake in his arms.

“cum—cumming”

“shh…that’s my good girl, you gonna’ squirt f’me baby?”

chris choked out groans as he thrusted his cum deep inside, stopping and releasing your juices with each movement while you creamed all over his dick, leaving strings and streaks of your cum as he fucked both of your through your orgasms. “fuck, fuck, fuck..”

“ugh, chrisss,” you whined out his name as you felt yourself come down from your high. chris began to loose his rhythm, the constant slapping noise fading out and revealing loud thuds followed by nicks voice echoing from upstairs.

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?”

you froze like a deer in head lights as chris sighed against your neck, “awe shit.”

“YOU TWO ARE ACTUALLY RIDICULOUS, GET THE FUCK OUT THE SHOWER,” the hollering got even louder, honestly impressing you, so loud that it sounded like he was right outside the door.

chris carefully slipped out of you, legs still twitching and pussy so sensitive to the touch.

“he’s so dramatic.” chris muttered behind your neck, using his hands to stabilize you on the floor.

“chris, you could’ve just gotten out the shower and we wouldn’t be in this situation”

he glared at you for a second before sending a slap to your ass while you climbed out the shower, “nah, don’t start complaining now, y’know what you were doin’.”

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“Does that feel good…huh ?”

Simon pulled you back by your neck, his breath piping down your spine in blazing hot rings. “I bet it does.” He growled maniacally, chuckling as you whimpered against his chokehold.

He pulled out his cock just until it breached against your used wasted hole before slamming back in all over, arching your back further as your orgasm came in waves — there was no point holding back as your thighs shaked, still the constant pouncing didn't stop, the back of your thigh met his hips in every jiff, while hot cum leaked down and coaxed his big cock and he groaned at the heat of your pussy, me, only letting him rattle your insides while your toes curled from overstimulation.

“Did Daddy say you could cum, huh ?” Simon didn't wait for an answer, and as came his hand pinching hard on your bud, and after were two consecutive hard spanks that stirred another heated arousal, “ya’ being bratty today, is that what'll do ?”

Your vision blurred, tears brimmed and fell down and you shaked your head, it felt good to be pounded down after moaning and writhing over dildos that were nothing compared to your man's veiny cock, but even so you lost count how many times you came and how many times Simon punished you by going harder once again.

“C’mon you promised to be daddy's good girl, no ?” He leaned down over you, enveloping your bare back with his hot body, his heat pulsing like a drum through you and not to mention the bulge that twitched as you moaned like a whore against his arm.

All your thoughts were mussy except how good his big dick felt inside you, how obsence it must look — on your fours getting pounded from behind like cock slut, being forced to take it after third or maybe fourth orgasm.

“Daddy didn't say you could cum whore ?”

Simon kneaded your tits that jangled with every thrust, and you couldn't take it anymore, feeling your nerves numb in your body as you thought to utter your safeword with no success, finally remembering to shake your head as Simon always told you.

Simon couldn't understand until thrusting three more times then he pulled himself out, his hold of your throat came undone as you trembled all over against the emptiness of your pussy when he pulled out with wet pop, swollen and hard.

“Lovie.” He cooed, all the hardness left somewhere as his soft voice hummed — you fell face down on the pillow, tears soaking against it. “Hey, hey…love ?”

Simon's deft finger pushed away your hair that sticked up through sweat and tears, his eyes were sweet and loving.

“Did I hurt you ? Tell—”

“No.” You croaked, feeling your thigh numb all over, his weight shifted beside you until you scrambled over and laid your head on his chest, his heart beating melodiously enough to lull you in some heavenly sleep.

“I was too hard on my princess, wasn't I ?”

You looked up, knowing how heavy your eyes were and no doubt your lips were swollen from the intense make out session earlier, and cum drying over like frost on dew.

He loved you like this, all fucked up, all marked up — just for him, only by him.

Simon smiled shyly, then leaned to kiss your forehead — “I should get us a bath—”

You didn't want him to go anywhere, “Stay ere’ with me.”

“Mmm.” Simon pulled you closer to his chest, wrapping his safe arms around you while you relished in the sillage of sex and euphoria of it all, finally breathing Simon's sharp cologne.

“Would you like water baby, huh ?” But you didn't, you only wanted Simon to cradle you in his arms and sway you gently.

“Alright lovie, sleep.” He whispered, carding through your hair and soothing your scalp, knowing he'd pulled too hard, just how his nasty girl liked, “I love you.”

“Love ya too.” You inhaled, feeling so good.

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Simon loved you in every way, he liked your sleepy soft voice and grumpy bratty smile and sweet hungry whining, he liked you in mornin nd in night, but something something about the way you looked when you were just so fucked up.

He can cum alone with the way you looked just after he'd pounded inside you, your mouth gaping with drool, eyes blown back like you were brainless, no thoughts forming except how good he made you feel, the way he pushes inside you, deeper until he finds your g-spot, thrusting like devil has taken him over, he liked how your sweet mouth didn't stop making all those obsences sounds, your ah-ah-ah synchronised with every hard pound, how needy and feral you became, your neck starting to bruise with his marks—his, breast rippling up and down and meeting his pace — his, and it was one of those times when he was admiring your feral fucked up body, that pretty brain of yours that was always thinkin and now you wouldn't even remember your own name, just Simon-Simon-Simon in a chant. So good.

He was still inside you despite painting your insides with his seed over and over, you can still feel his cum dripping down your hole, slicky noises explicitly coming as he lazily moved inside you, tormenting you. He cupped your cheek, admiring his darlin work.

“So pretty, m' baby.” He cherished, chuckling as another tear rolled down and you whimpered, your legs aching — already sliding down from his shoulder but Simon didn't let go, his hand coming to your throat where your skin was starting to purple.

Not now..Mrs.Riley...wish ya' see how pretty you look dove.” He cooed, tracing your neck and he never choked you, he already had you so good and breathless and you have always been a sensetive girl, but it seemed right as his big veiny hand wrapped around your throat, and he could already feel the way you sucked on air and just when he squeezed, trapping your breath — your hips buckled to meet his cock, twitching inside you, Simon smirked, he didn't know you would've liked it but he should've known how much you love him, how much you love his big cock.

“Such a needy little girl.” He said, thumbing your chin up, drool slitterin down the side of your mouth, eyes blown back. Beautiful.

How much he loved you like this, so good.

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Think about Simon working on his bike, the garage is open, allowing penetrating hot rays of sun inside and then there's you, with little princess jus' woke up hair and a cute pink dress, barely reaching your knees. You are carrying a tray with a glass of gleaming slushie, a cute grin on your face as you step in his work space. “Look at you, working so hard, my baby.” you settled the tray on the desk, already covered with screws and nuts. It was an inside joke and you relished in the way Simon looked back at you, raising a brow in warning, like he was really saying, you want that Mrs.Riley, here ? You raked your gaze to his squatted thighs, watching his groin with your shameless eyes, he noticed it too, smirking as he made a show of getting up, “Good morning lil' dove, why do you have to so sweet, huh ?” he smiled, kissing your cheek as he took the glass, his lips bright in the sun as his throat bobbled, like thrusting, each coil rolling within his skin and your mouth was suddenly too dry, you can already feel yourself getting wet just at the sight of your husband, a remarkable sight indeed, he's not wearing a shirt and his vest is completely drenched in his sweat, allowing you to see through, his abs are so breathless and it doesn't matter how much you had admired his body, he just gets more slutty, “Well couldn't let you work hard and then no reward, phew.” reward, You made a show of walking to his bike, the very beloved bike that he took you home after your second date, and also how things heated up, right there on this leather, oh — you were dripping by now, juice coating your inner thighs and you knew Simon knew it too, he was glancing at your ass like a punky teenager who's never been laid, a feral way that makes you squirm and want him more, and ofcourse you were a naughty-naughty girl, you had earned it, mewling like a proud cat when he called you, “You never taught me riding.” you huffed, jumping on seat from one side and letting him see as you sprawled your leg on the other, leaning back, your back against the tanker, a full display for your already hard husband, you could make out his big dick through his pants, your mouth watering. “Huh?” no offense, but he looked so hot when he got nonsensical like that, he wasn't even pretending, he looked at your pussy and raised a question at you, gawking you deliberately. “You never taught me how to ride—” you pouted, “—your bike.” Simon's breath were already panted, he was sweaty and hot and so needy, sitting upright in front of you and pulling your thighs so you were closer to him, almost pressed, his cock rubbing against your clothed pussy, stiff as a rod, “I think I had before.” he had, his nose nuzzling in your sleepy warm body, “You had ? I don't remember.” You whined, wanting the friction that he was making you crave, wanting him to fuck you so hard, you didn't care if your garage was open, didn't care if Mrs. Wilson might be watching, it just turned you more hot, can you want him any more because you just can't get enough of him, no matter how much he fills you up with cum you're already begging for more, a naughty-naughty girl indeed. “oh, don't worry, you will remember it now for days.” and you'd be a liar if you won't, smiling as your dress rode and his greedy hands and mouth were everywhere, chasing you, good luck Mrs.Riley, because you signed up for it.

Teheeeeee period wooshhh

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Take a look at my gf trend with Simon

“No way !” Soap annouced smugly,“ Ghost would be caught dead than doing—”

“ Will this do cupcake ?” The door of your bedroom fell ajar, Simon stepped out, his enormous hands carrying a small dainty Polaroid of him in his whole gear.

“—a stupid trend.” But the words were passed away in a gasp, He frowned at your boyfriend or his comrade in war field.

You winked at him, balancing a smirk as you hopped to your big man, taking a look at the Polaroid and giving him your most jovial nod while he leaned to peck your head.

“ Who are you ?? And what have to done to our lieutenant!?” John said accusingly, his face scowling in humour.

“Get ya' ass out, peanut and I need to film a video.” Simon wrapped his arms around your waist, while he waved his Polaroid from other to the door.

“ Or you can help us film it.” You laughed, making him scoff, 'as if'.

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Everywhere I go I keep her picture in my wallet like here—

You waved the Polaroid of your man happily in the camera, Simon's big fingers stopped the video and then he looked up at you.

“Oh my god ! I love you so much babe.” You giggled and told him cheekily, a flush creeped your face and neck as he adjusted himself behind the Polaroid, he was your big-big man, with his puffed chest and wide shoulders and muscled arms, his skully balaclava still on his face and he grinned at you, the way his hand rested on the small of your back.

“Anything for my princess.” He said with a glint in his eyes, and you just wanted to kiss him square on mouth, hard and forever.

You un paused the video, 3,2,1-

Take a look at my girlfriend

You pulled back the Polaroid, revealing your big man and Riley baby pulled you to him, cupping your whole body as he flicked up his balaclava enough to kiss you through the audio was done, your shirt riding up as climbed on your tip toes despite Simon was leaning his best to claim you.

Some time later while your clothes were tossed somewhere and you were resting on his chest, re-watching the draft.

“We need to shoot it again.” You huffed, trying your best mock glare at him, he watched your with oozing love, putting his finger under your chin.

“Ofcourse Princess...Got distracted this time.” He smirked, and you just about died.

I never seem to get a lot (ba ba da da, ba ba da da)

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You were just having a laugh, just giddy to make him so flustered.

It started out like that, once when Soap said Simon's eyes looked bloodshot and you, mindlessly, took his chin to look him in the eye before you realised that the rosey glow peeking just over the silver of skin might be him blushing.

Then there was no stopping.

You deliberately placed your hand over his thigh, staring at him for too long until he would deck his gaze away, calling him all sorts of cutesy names, winking here and there, and not missing the flustered tug of his mouth disguised behind the quick roll of his eyes.

But it was purely accidental when your fingers nearly brushed over his groin on one of your playful thigh squeeze tactic and in one split moment you were on your back over the bench — wrists pinned in solid iron grip above your head as he leaned over, his lips dangerously close to yours.

“I...” You stuttered, all words and thoughts knocked out in one breathless exhale.

Simon smirked, slotting himself between your legs and which stupidly wrapped around his waist.

“Not one for games lovie.” He growled at your jaw, hot mouth pressing there once before you caught the glint in his eyes.

“I am sorry,” You swallowed, arching into his touch and hearing his merciless laughter.

“Ya been torturing me for weeks love,” Simon's nose nuzzled your neck, breath like fire lingering, “You will be sorry...very sorry.”

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