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── ⋮ ⌗ RIBBONS N REWARDS. . . ⟢ DEALER.ᐟCHRIS ᵎᵎ
CONTENTS: smut heavy-plot ・no actual p n v・bicep riding ・his arms are getting so big i need him to [redacted] + more ib: this !
Chris exhales a slow drag from the blunt, thick smoke curling around his lips as he watches you fidget with the ribbon in your hands. The motel room is dim, just the neon glow from the streetlights outside flickering through the blinds. The whole scene is steeped in the heavy tension that always lingers between you two—something unspoken, something inevitable.
“the fuck are you doin’ kid?” he finally drawls, voice deep, uninterested—but you know better. You see the way his gaze flickers, how his fingers tap idly against his thigh like he’s holding back a dry comment.
You swallow and move closer, sliding onto the mattress beside him. “Just—hold still,” you murmur, carefully wrapping the ribbon around his thick bicep.
Chris doesn’t stop you, just lets you work, arms loose at his sides like he’s kinda amused by the whole thing. “This some kinda—…some kinda kink I dunno about?”
You fumble with the knot, heat creeping up your neck. “No.”
He scoffs, tilting his head. “Lyin’ ass.”
You don’t respond, just tighten the ribbon into a perfect bow. The sight of it—the small bow against his big arms—sends a shiver down your spine. Chris watches your reaction, and something slow and understanding spreads across his face.
He shifts, resting his weight on one elbow, the movement making the muscle under your fingers jump. “Hm? Got you all hot and bothered just from tyin’ a fuckin’ ribbon around them?” he mutters, flicking the blunt between his fingers. “What, you wanna fuck ‘em now too?”
Your whole body tenses, mortified. “Shut up.”
Chris grins, bringing the blunt back to his lips. “Nah, you gotta own it.” He exhales, smoke curling around your face as he tilts his head lazily. “Tell me how bad you wanna get off on my arm baby.”
You shake your head, looking away, but he catches your chin with his fingers, tilting your face back toward him. “C’mon,” he murmurs, low and coaxing. “Ain’t like I don’t already know, tied that bow like some kinda reward for yourself.”
Your breath hitches, shame twisting deep in your stomach. He knows. Of course he fucking knows.
Chris leans in, lips brushing the corner of your mouth. “You really that needy, baby?” His voice is dark, thick with amusement. “That fuckin’ pathetic?”
The way he says it—so damn sure of himself—makes something inside you snap. You push forward, catching his mouth in a messy, desperate kiss, and he groans against your lips, his free hand sliding up your thigh.
“Thought so,” he murmurs between kisses, grinning.
You don’t even know how it happens, how you end up straddling his bicep, his free hand gripping your hip as he looks up at you with that lazy, expectant gaze. The ribbon is still tied snugly around his arm, a mocking reminder of just how deep your obsession runs.
Chris shifts, rolling his shoulder, flexing just enough to make you gasp as the pressure meets the ache between your thighs. “There you go,” he mutters, adjusting your hips so you’re sitting just right. “Go ahead. Show me how bad you need it.”
You move hesitantly at first, rolling your hips against the firm muscle, your hands gripping his shoulders for balance. But then Chris flexes again, the hardness of his bicep pressing perfectly against you, and you choke on a moan.
His grin widens. “Oh— ..s’that good, huh?”
You nod, biting your lip, eyes fluttering shut. “S-so good..”
“Fuckin’ look at you,” he muses, voice thick, eyes dark with hunger. “Grinding all over me like some desperate little thing.” His fingers dig into your waist, guiding your movements, and your thighs tremble as the friction builds.
Your fingers find his curls, tugging slightly, and he groans, low and approving. “Shiiiiit,” he rasps. “You gonna cum like this? Just rubbin’ your needy little cunt on my fuckin’ arm?”
You whimper, the pressure too much, not enough, everything all at once. Chris watches you unravel, his own expression darkening as your moans turn breathless.
“That’s it,” he murmurs, voice thick with satisfaction. “jus’ soakin’ my arm, sweetheart.”
The words send a shudder through you, humiliation twisting deep in your stomach, but it only makes the arousal burn hotter. Your nails dig into his shoulders as you grind down one last time, with a final, shaky rut, your orgasm crashes over you, leaving you trembling against him. Your grip on his curls tightens as you gasp through it, your slick staining the flexed muscle beneath you.
Chris groans, shifting slightly beneath you, eyes dropping to where you’ve ruined his skin. “oh fuuuuck,” he mutters, almost to himself, before looking back up at you with that sick grin.
“‘s all better now huh?,” he hums, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear.
Your body is still trembling as the last waves of your orgasm roll through you, thighs quivering around his arm, breath coming in short, uneven gasps. The room feels hotter now, thick with smoke and something else—something filthier.
Chris nods, slow and approving, flexing his arm beneath you once more, just to feel the way your body twitches in overstimulation. His bicep is glistening, slick with the evidence of your cum, and when you finally blink down at the mess you made, heat flares up your spine in mortification.
The grin spreads further across his face as he tilts his head, eyes dragging over you like he’s cataloging every ruined inch of you. He clicks his tongue, shaking his head.
“Look at that shit”
You finally blink down, breath still coming in short, uneven gasps, and your stomach flips at the sight—his bicep, glistening, and you swallow hard.
Chris exhales smoke, watching you with that same lazy amusement. “Made a huge fuckin’ mess,” he murmurs, gaze flicking down to the slick sheen on his arm before lifting back to your face. “Didn’t know you were so filthy.”
You blink at him, breath still uneven, lips slightly parted. You try to move, try to shift off of him, but his grip tightens on your waist, holding you there. His thumb brushes the inside of your thigh, featherlight, savoring the way your body still trembles under his touch, his ego flying through the roof right now.
He made a mental note to thank Matt for forcing him to the gym every morning the last few weeks, apparently it did come in handy.
“C’mon, kid,” he sighs, shifting slightly beneath you, bicep flexing under your touch. “Use that pretty mouth and clean it up, we got shit to do.”
authors note: heh…#needthatngl…i was also stoned n half asleep writing this my apologies for any typos.
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fuckk
For my followers and friends who are in shock about the Liam Payne news, some genuine advice:
Get offline. Being online right now will only make you spiral. Take this post as a sign to get offline.
Get yourself food and drink, listen to the albums, let yourself start to grieve.
Don't look up news articles etc, they will not help right now. Reach out to friends whom you know liked 1D, but only after your first cry. Oxygen mask approach, people. You cry, you start on the grieving process, then you reach out.
Do not look at photos of the body. Do NOT look at photos of the body.
You don't have to look at the news. You are allowed to block his name until you're ready to deal. It's okay to hurt. It's okay to really, really hurt.
I'm very sorry for your loss.
I just know it’s gonna really hit me the moment one of the boys says something and then I’m gonna lose it.
like.. my brain still hasn't comprehended...
⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ MDNI, smut, pornography, creampie⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪
A Movie For Two
you and chris settle on his bed, stripped bare with his laptop in the middle of you. he types in ‘pornhub.’ “so what do you wanna watch?” he clears his throat, a deep blush painted on his cheeks. this was your idea anyway, watching porn together, but yet you were just as nervous as him. “uhh. I don’t know…what do you umm normally watch?” you say, your voice coming out shakier than expected. “nothing in particular. I uh..usually just find something on the home page,” he shrugs, turning to give you a bashful smile.
“yeah let’s do that”
chris starts the video. you both watch as the couple on the screen begin to kiss each other you glance over at chris and see him chewing the inside of his cheek. you turn back to the laptop screen and watch as the actor starts to eat the actress out. you gaze at chris as he starts to lazily stroke his cock, and he looks over to you, giving a sly smile. chris places his hand on your inner thigh pulling your leg towards him, spreading out your bare pussy. “touch yourself for me, baby,” chris husks out.
you stick two digits in your mouth, swirling your tongue around them before placing them on your clit, rubbing slow circles. you continue to watch the scene in front of you as the couple fucks on their couch. you can't help the whimpers and moans that escape your mouth as you fuck yourself to the movie, sneaking glances at chris. you meet his eyes and bite your bottom lip. "chris" you whimper.
“you like that baby?” chris whispers stroking his cock now at a faster pace. “y-yes”, your hips now rocking against your hand. “such a good little slut for me, hmm? watching porn with me? god such a slut. let me feel sweetheart” chris moves your hand away and begins toying with your clit. “so fucking wet” he groans. “on all fours, now”
you get on all fours arching your back and look back at him, he gives your ass a hard smack before lining his tip up to your entrance. he slides in at an antagonizing slow pace. “my tight little girl,” he hisses. “i’m not going to last long” he says through his teeth.
“chrissss, fuck baby” you moan out rutting your hips back to meet his. he reaches around to rub your clit. “you can let go for me, come on baby, you can do it”. you allow that tight knot to snap coming all around him with a long mewl.
“yeah, baby? coming all over my cock…fuck… going to fill you up ..”’ his hips stutter, filling you with his load and releasing a shaky moan. he slips out of you with one fluid motion and spreads your ass cheeks to look at his cum spilling out of your pussy. “so fucking sexy,” he gives your ass a soft pat. you sink onto the bed on your stomach. “that was so hot,” you say, out of breath. he collapses on the bed beside you, running a hand through your hand. “think next time we need to make a movie of our own,” he winks.
this was hot
let’s make a movie cece
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 🫧⋆｡˚ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨
in which your best friend teaches you how to finally relax
warnings. bff!chris x virgin!reader, thigh riding, pet names
wc. 3.5k!
“c’mon now, you’re telling me in all your twenty years, you’ve never been with anyone?” chris asks, his tone in utter shock and disbelief as he looks at you sitting on the other end of the couch.
you shake your head timidly with a gentle tug at your bottom lip, slightly embarrassed as he says it out loud now. chris’ jaw practically dropping at your silent response.
“nothin?” he asks, even more curious and completely dumbfounded that someone like you had never had any sort of experience beyond what you’d seen on the screen. “not even like a first kiss?”
“no” you say softly, followed by an anxious giggle as your cheeks begin to heat up with pure embarrassment.
“stop fuckin’ with me kid” chris laughs immediately. your expression softens slightly at his laugh — of course he was teasing you, although you expected nothing less from your long time best friend.
somehow the conversation of your intimate life had never come up after all this time, aside from the occasional sex scene that would play out during a movie you two watched together. however, you always chalked up the awkward tension to your own self-consciousness in that field.
chris instantly noticed the change in your attitude as he tilted his head to the side with a soft pout “hey,” he says in an endearing tone as you look over at him, the same blush on your face “i’m not makin’ fun of you or anything, i just really can’t fuckin’ believe it” he suppresses another laugh as you could only shrug your shoulders.
you knew chris wasn’t a virgin, as he never hesitated to share the details about every other girl he had been with around you.
“you shoulda’ seen the way i had her kid” chris boasted to you, reliving the scene that took place the night prior. eyes nearly rolling back in his head as he thought of it, holding his hands out as he pretended to bang the invisible figure that was on his lap.
“she’s all ‘oh, chris’” he mockingly repeated the girl’s moans with a slack jaw. “‘just like that chris’” he moaned again, his voice high in attempt to sound as feminine as he could.
“yeah” you say softly, shrugging again “at least you’re making up for all my missed action” you giggle anxiously, turning your head back to the screen in the living room while chris keeps his gaze fixed on your face.
chris had always thought you were beautiful — he’d felt that way since the moment he met you on the first day of kindergarten. while he never shied away from telling you whenever he had the chance, it never went beyond a simple elementary school crush as you two remained best friends into your young adulthood.
the gears continued to turn silently in his head as his eyes scanned your body from the other side of the couch, biting the inside of his cheek. “who says you can’t catch up?” he asks, his eyes still on you. laughing quietly, you shook your head “i wouldn’t even know where to start.” you huff.
chris nods as you both continue to sit in a comfortable silence, the sound of the movie filling the space as chris’ eyes wandered around the room for a moment.
“come ‘ere” he breaks the silence, his eyes back on you as he pats the couch cushion next to him a couple of times.
his words causing you to look over at him, eyebrows knit together in confusion “what?”
“i said come ‘ere” chris says, patting the couch once more with a quiet chuckle, though he was being completely serious.
“why?” you immediately shoot back, your eyebrows knitting together even further.
“just do it” he says, rolling his eyes at your constant need for a reason. the tension in your eyebrows releases as you shake your head with a playful scoff “whatever” you roll your own eyes, scooting closer to his end of the couch.
“good” chris says, his arm now wrapped around the couch behind you “now sit on my lap” he continues in the same tone, causing your eyes to widen. immediately turning to face him, you couldn’t help but laugh at the idea. while you had always found chris objectively attractive, you never dared to cross that line with him. for one, you were all too familiar with his track record and after all, he’d always been just a friend.
“what?” you ask again, continuing to laugh as chris’ serious expression remained steady. “damn enough with the questions, kid — just do it” he chuckles quietly, although his tone still firm.
you knew chris wouldn’t give up, he never did. after a moment you rolled your eyes once more, before finally giving in. sitting on your knees, you slowly moved your legs over either sides of his lap. awkwardly hovering over his thighs, you looked down at him with the same flustered blush creeping its way back up to your cheeks.
“why am i doing this chris?” you ask anxiously, trying to cover your nerves with a bit of a forced laugh.
“hey” he says, his voice even more stern now as he looks up at you, his hands reaching for your thighs as he pulls you completely down against his lap. “what’d i say about asking questions?” he asks, your eyes level with his as you nod silently in response to his assertive tone.
“so damn stubborn, christ” chris laughs, rolling his eyes. his hands begin to slowly trail up and down your thighs in attempt to ease your tense muscles, his eyes locked on your face as you physically couldn’t make eye contact with him.
“just try to relax, alright?” he drawls out a whisper, his fingers kneading into your thighs. you nod, letting out another nervous laugh, still uncomfortable in your position with your hands resting at your sides “i can’t” you laugh again, somehow not being able to look at your best friend of almost fifteen years in the eyes.
“here” chris mumbles, his hands grabbing your wrists as he catches your eyes for a moment “put these ‘round my neck” he gently asserts, wanting you to do the work as you nod in response, your arms slowly snaking around his shoulders and interlocking your clammy fingers behind the nape of his neck.
“like this?” you ask, your eyes everywhere but his own as he nods with another chuckle “yeah, kid, like that” he smiles, his hands finding their way back down to your thighs.
“look at me” he says, his tone still assertive but sweet as you slowly turn your big innocent eyes up, anxiously flickering between his. chris smiles as you try your best to show a sense of obedience, nodding his head “that’s it, eyes on me.” he says, soft and encouraging.
while you managed to maintain steady eye contact, your body remained stiff as a board on his lap as chris laughs at the awkward tension. “don’t be so nervous, i’m not gonna bite” he teases, his hands still kneading into your thighs as they slowly trail up to your waist. he refrained from teasing your awkward behavior any further as he could sense the embarrassment in the blush on your cheeks.
your eyes immediately falling to your lap with that same nervous laugh as you shook your head “look at me, don’t look down” chris says, his hand reaching up to grab your jaw as he forces you to look up at him. “look at me” he says again, his voice authoritative yet laced with a soft and warm tone.
you nod your head, your doe eyes flickering back up to his as he nods back with a smile. “atta girl” he squeezes your chin between his fingers before dropping his hand back down to your thighs.
“close your eyes f’me, yeah?” chris asks softly, your eyebrows begging to slightly furrow before he could stop you, already knowing you were about to ask why again. “aht” he scorns, raising his eyebrows “just do it.”
you laugh softly at the fact that he already knew you so well before nodding your head, your eyelids slowly fluttering shut. “good girl” chris coos quietly, his eyes scanning your soft features.
“now take a deep breath, try to relax, alright?” chris asserts gently as you nod again. your arms still wrapped anxiously around his neck as your chest slowly rises with a big inhale
“that’s it” chris gently squeezes your thighs, watching you in complete adoration with a smile at the sight of you so vulnerable in front of him. slowly letting your guard down and finally allowing him to guide you through every step of the way, no matter how long it took.
chris’ eyes continuing to scan your face as your chest falls with an even bigger exhale through your nose. “beautiful” chris praises, his hands squeezing your thighs once more as your body slowly but surely begins to relax against his lap. “another one, try to relax a little more f’me” he whispers, his hands never leaving your sides.
you nod again, remaining as silent as a church mouse as you follow his every instruction. breathing in, your interlocked fingers slowly unravel, resting your hands against the back of his neck now.
the smile tugging at chris’ lips grows at the feeling of your hands around his neck “you’re doin’ great” he whispers, his hands resting comfortably and patiently against your thighs.
his gentle words of encouragement only making you want to hear more as you find the courage to sink further down onto his lap with every breath.
“is it okay if i open my eyes now?” you whisper softly causing chris to chuckle at your question. he was in shock as this was the first time you’ve ever asked him for permission — for anything, really.
although, he couldn’t ignore the affection and arousal beginning to grow even more at the way you trusted and obeyed him so well now, not wanting to open your eyes without his approval.
“of course it’s okay, kid, go ahead” chris chuckles softly as you smile, your eyes slowly opening and adjusting to the light around you as they lock onto chris’ already staring at you.
“how you feelin?” chris asks with a smile, his hands giving your thighs another squeeze as you shake your head “not so nervous anymore” you giggle softly, although the blush still present on your cheeks.
“atta girl, look at you” he chuckles with a smile as your hands slowly begin to trail into the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck.
a smile pulling at your lips as your eyes still flicker between his “so..” you begin quietly “what next?” you giggle, genuinely unaware of what chris had in mind now that he had you on his lap.
chris raises his eyebrows playfully “easy tiger” he teases, smiling up at you.
“oh shut up” you giggle, playfully tugging at a strand of hair at the nape of his neck. chris hisses as his head gently pulls back “yo chill with that” he chuckles, shaking his head, knowing he enjoyed the feeling of you pulling his hair a little too much as he gave your legs another squeeze.
“you alright with givin’ that first kiss up now?” he asks quietly, his thumbs gently tracing back and forth on your thighs as his eyes flicker between yours. you never in a million years thought chris would be your first kiss, but in hindsight, you realize it’s probably better that it’s him than anyone else.
nodding timidly with a smile chris reciprocated with one of his own, his hand gently reaching up to cup your chin between his fingers. slowly pulling your face towards his, he let his lips hover near yours for a moment as your eyes remained open — anxiously and eagerly darting between his.
“you gotta close your eyes ma” he whispered, gently squeezing your chin as you nodded while letting your eyes close. with a smile, chris kept his open for a moment “just take it slow, follow my lead” he whispered again before letting his own eyes close, finally pulling your lips into his.
his lips were soft and experienced as your body immediately stiffened again at the connection, losing all the progress you had just spent the last ten minutes working for.
“relax” chris whispers against your lips, his hand gently and comfortingly massaging your thigh as you nod before reconnecting your lips.
his own lips slowly working with yours as you tried your best to mimic his movements. his hand slowly trailing from your jaw to wrap around the back of your neck as he gently pulled you closer. just for a second you realized maybe there was a reason he had so much experience, the way he confidently guided you through it so calmly and intimately — all without an ounce of discomfort.
chris’ hands dropped to your waist as they slowly worked their way around your hips. not wanting to scare you or move too fast, although he could feel the unavoidable erection beginning to grow beneath his sweats.
you slowly began to melt into the kiss as you felt the anxiety in your system wash away, your hands even trailing from the back of his neck to gently hold the sides of his face.
“good girl” chris hummed against your lips. silently giving him permission to take it up a notch as you leaned down into the kiss, your hands softly squeezing the sides of his jaw as you felt the almost foreign feeling of arousal rise in your system.
chris’ tongue gently brushes against your bottom lip. although you didn’t freeze at the feeling, rather letting your lips part open for him. his tongue now moving with yours as you naively began to reciprocate “slow down a bit, princess” chris whispers against you, sincerely and gently guiding you as he let the pet name slip past his lips, although you didn’t even bother to think twice about it.
nodding your head, you begin to slow your pace as you start to get the hang of it. the kiss lingered, slow and intimate, gradually evolving into something more feverish as your fingers slide from his jaw to the sides of his hair.
chris equally feeling the heat beginning to rush through his blood as his hands grip your hips, gently pulling you to grind forward against his lap.
a soft and sweet moan rolling off your lips for the first time as chris couldn’t help but grin at the sound of it. your eyebrows furrowing together with the new found sense of pleasure shooting through your body as you gently tugged at his hair, his lips falling open with a soft groan “good girl, keep doing that f’me” he whispers, his grip on your hips getting tighter.
you nod, now desperate for that friction and euphoric sensation again “chris” you breathe out softly against his mouth as he immediately pulls back, your lips slightly following his. “what’s a matter? too much?” he asks, genuinely concerned as he looks up at you.
“no, it’s nothing” you shake your head, your lips raw and bright red now, the same color blushing on your cheeks. embarrassed to even ask as you clear your throat “can i-“ you begin quietly, your voice just above a whisper “can i keep doing that?” you ask bashfully.
“do what, ma?” he asks, his brows slightly furrowing although he knew exactly what you were talking about but he wanted you to use your words. your blush getting deeper as you continue to whisper in that same shy tone “i don’t know, rubbing — i guess” you shake your head, too embarrassed to display any sign of confidence.
“yeah?” he asks with a smile “feels good?” he asks, his hands squeezing your hips as you nod with a breathy giggle. “really good” you whisper softly.
chris chuckles, nodding his head as he slowly spreads his thighs on the couch, keeping his legs forward with his feet planted on the ground. “move over here f’me” he slowly guides you over to his right leg as your body naturally straddles his thigh, just as you were doing his lap a few seconds ago.
chris’ hands find your body again as he looks up at you, his eyes intimate yet gentle as he slowly begins to guide your hips back and forth on his thigh. your eyelids immediately fluttering shut at the feeling, your hands falling to his shoulders with a firm grip as chris continues to watch you with dark eyes.
taking your bottom lip between your teeth to silence your moans, your eyebrows knit together as your fingers gently dig into his shoulders, continuing to let him rock your hips against his leg. “just like that” chris whispers, his chest rising and falling, only feeling his dick pulsate even more as he watched you pleasure yourself so sweetly.
leaning forward, chris couldn’t help but slowly press his lips against your neck — eliciting a soft moan from you. your right hand trailing up into the back of his hair as you grip a handful of his brunette curls between your fingers. “chris” you let yourself moan again, your tone airy and light as you begin to move your hips on your own.
“feels so good” you whisper almost inaudibly under your breath, your eyebrows knitting tighter together as your jaw falls slack.
“yeah?” chris whispers against your neck, still peppering slow kisses down your skin. the sound of your voice only turning him on even more “don’t be so quiet” he whispers again, his hands slowly falling around the curve of your ass now as he continues to guide your body against his thigh, “keep talkin’ to me ma”
the euphoric feeling growing in your stomach as you nod with your eyes still squeezed shut. your pace moving faster as you grind your hips down into his thigh, the friction against your clothed heat eliciting more moans from you.
chris’ hard on strained painfully against his sweats but this wasn’t about him tonight — only you. although, the sweet sounds of you whimpering his name and the way you tugged his hair were more than enough to satisfy him.
your stomach beginning to clench as chris’ hands merely hold you steady, your hips moving on their own as he kept his mouth glued against your neck. gently sucking on your skin between his lips as you whimpered softly, your fingers in his hair gently pulling his head back.
“chris” you moan again, your arms swiftly wrapping around his neck as you fall forward into his frame, causing him to sit back against the couch.
“i think i’m gonna cum” you whisper, your tone falling a bit shaky with a scrunched up expression as chris nodded in response. his hands firmly squeezing your ass, hiking his knee up between your thighs in attempt to help you reach your climax by adding a little more pressure against you.
“just keep ridin’ like that, princess” he whispers into your ear, planting a warm kiss against your jawline as you nod your head. your legs beginning to grow tight, your hips only push deeper into his thigh as you squeeze your eyes shut.
“chris” you moan again, your pitch high and whiny as your arms wrap impossibly tight around his neck, pulling his frame against yours as you finally snap. the intense pressure in your stomach releasing as you felt yourself let go “oh my god” you cry, your arm wrapping tight around the back of his neck as you pull his head into your chest, your fingers pulling his hair tightly with your release.
“shhh, i know, i know” chris cooes, his arm wrapped around your torso with a firm hand pressed securely against your back, gently caressing up and down as the other continued to help you ride out the high.
the bliss washing over your system as you feel your body fall limp between his arms, both now wrapped securely around your waist as your head falls to his shoulder with heavy panting.
chris’ hand still gently soothing up and down your back as your chest rises and falls in attempt to catch your breath. the two of you sitting in a euphoric silence as the sound of your breathing filled the room. chris gently turned his head to plant a kiss against your forehead, slick with sweat and baby hairs.
“shh” chris mumbles into your hair with another kiss, both of you savoring the sweet intimacy. “relax” he whispers.
chris felt a warmth rush to his chest, a sense of protection as he cradled you close. although beneath that he felt something different, something more — an undeniable desire beginning to tug at his heartstrings, driving him to want to be more than just your ‘friend’ anymore.
notes! ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ last fic before freaktober commences 🙂↕️
𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 🫧⋆｡˚ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨
in which your best friend teaches you how to finally relax
warnings. bff!chris x virgin!reader, thigh riding, pet names
wc. 3.5k!
“c’mon now, you’re telling me in all your twenty years, you’ve never been with anyone?” chris asks, his tone in utter shock and disbelief as he looks at you sitting on the other end of the couch.
you shake your head timidly with a gentle tug at your bottom lip, slightly embarrassed as he says it out loud now. chris’ jaw practically dropping at your silent response.
“nothin?” he asks, even more curious and completely dumbfounded that someone like you had never had any sort of experience beyond what you’d seen on the screen. “not even like a first kiss?”
“no” you say softly, followed by an anxious giggle as your cheeks begin to heat up with pure embarrassment.
“stop fuckin’ with me kid” chris laughs immediately. your expression softens slightly at his laugh — of course he was teasing you, although you expected nothing less from your long time best friend.
somehow the conversation of your intimate life had never come up after all this time, aside from the occasional sex scene that would play out during a movie you two watched together. however, you always chalked up the awkward tension to your own self-consciousness in that field.
chris instantly noticed the change in your attitude as he tilted his head to the side with a soft pout “hey,” he says in an endearing tone as you look over at him, the same blush on your face “i’m not makin’ fun of you or anything, i just really can’t fuckin’ believe it” he suppresses another laugh as you could only shrug your shoulders.
you knew chris wasn’t a virgin, as he never hesitated to share the details about every other girl he had been with around you.
“you shoulda’ seen the way i had her kid” chris boasted to you, reliving the scene that took place the night prior. eyes nearly rolling back in his head as he thought of it, holding his hands out as he pretended to bang the invisible figure that was on his lap.
“she’s all ‘oh, chris’” he mockingly repeated the girl’s moans with a slack jaw. “‘just like that chris’” he moaned again, his voice high in attempt to sound as feminine as he could.
“yeah” you say softly, shrugging again “at least you’re making up for all my missed action” you giggle anxiously, turning your head back to the screen in the living room while chris keeps his gaze fixed on your face.
chris had always thought you were beautiful — he’d felt that way since the moment he met you on the first day of kindergarten. while he never shied away from telling you whenever he had the chance, it never went beyond a simple elementary school crush as you two remained best friends into your young adulthood.
the gears continued to turn silently in his head as his eyes scanned your body from the other side of the couch, biting the inside of his cheek. “who says you can’t catch up?” he asks, his eyes still on you. laughing quietly, you shook your head “i wouldn’t even know where to start.” you huff.
chris nods as you both continue to sit in a comfortable silence, the sound of the movie filling the space as chris’ eyes wandered around the room for a moment.
“come ‘ere” he breaks the silence, his eyes back on you as he pats the couch cushion next to him a couple of times.
his words causing you to look over at him, eyebrows knit together in confusion “what?”
“i said come ‘ere” chris says, patting the couch once more with a quiet chuckle, though he was being completely serious.
“why?” you immediately shoot back, your eyebrows knitting together even further.
“just do it” he says, rolling his eyes at your constant need for a reason. the tension in your eyebrows releases as you shake your head with a playful scoff “whatever” you roll your own eyes, scooting closer to his end of the couch.
“good” chris says, his arm now wrapped around the couch behind you “now sit on my lap” he continues in the same tone, causing your eyes to widen. immediately turning to face him, you couldn’t help but laugh at the idea. while you had always found chris objectively attractive, you never dared to cross that line with him. for one, you were all too familiar with his track record and after all, he’d always been just a friend.
“what?” you ask again, continuing to laugh as chris’ serious expression remained steady. “damn enough with the questions, kid — just do it” he chuckles quietly, although his tone still firm.
you knew chris wouldn’t give up, he never did. after a moment you rolled your eyes once more, before finally giving in. sitting on your knees, you slowly moved your legs over either sides of his lap. awkwardly hovering over his thighs, you looked down at him with the same flustered blush creeping its way back up to your cheeks.
“why am i doing this chris?” you ask anxiously, trying to cover your nerves with a bit of a forced laugh.
“hey” he says, his voice even more stern now as he looks up at you, his hands reaching for your thighs as he pulls you completely down against his lap. “what’d i say about asking questions?” he asks, your eyes level with his as you nod silently in response to his assertive tone.
“so damn stubborn, christ” chris laughs, rolling his eyes. his hands begin to slowly trail up and down your thighs in attempt to ease your tense muscles, his eyes locked on your face as you physically couldn’t make eye contact with him.
“just try to relax, alright?” he drawls out a whisper, his fingers kneading into your thighs. you nod, letting out another nervous laugh, still uncomfortable in your position with your hands resting at your sides “i can’t” you laugh again, somehow not being able to look at your best friend of almost fifteen years in the eyes.
“here” chris mumbles, his hands grabbing your wrists as he catches your eyes for a moment “put these ‘round my neck” he gently asserts, wanting you to do the work as you nod in response, your arms slowly snaking around his shoulders and interlocking your clammy fingers behind the nape of his neck.
“like this?” you ask, your eyes everywhere but his own as he nods with another chuckle “yeah, kid, like that” he smiles, his hands finding their way back down to your thighs.
“look at me” he says, his tone still assertive but sweet as you slowly turn your big innocent eyes up, anxiously flickering between his. chris smiles as you try your best to show a sense of obedience, nodding his head “that’s it, eyes on me.” he says, soft and encouraging.
while you managed to maintain steady eye contact, your body remained stiff as a board on his lap as chris laughs at the awkward tension. “don’t be so nervous, i’m not gonna bite” he teases, his hands still kneading into your thighs as they slowly trail up to your waist. he refrained from teasing your awkward behavior any further as he could sense the embarrassment in the blush on your cheeks.
your eyes immediately falling to your lap with that same nervous laugh as you shook your head “look at me, don’t look down” chris says, his hand reaching up to grab your jaw as he forces you to look up at him. “look at me” he says again, his voice authoritative yet laced with a soft and warm tone.
you nod your head, your doe eyes flickering back up to his as he nods back with a smile. “atta girl” he squeezes your chin between his fingers before dropping his hand back down to your thighs.
“close your eyes f’me, yeah?” chris asks softly, your eyebrows begging to slightly furrow before he could stop you, already knowing you were about to ask why again. “aht” he scorns, raising his eyebrows “just do it.”
you laugh softly at the fact that he already knew you so well before nodding your head, your eyelids slowly fluttering shut. “good girl” chris coos quietly, his eyes scanning your soft features.
“now take a deep breath, try to relax, alright?” chris asserts gently as you nod again. your arms still wrapped anxiously around his neck as your chest slowly rises with a big inhale
“that’s it” chris gently squeezes your thighs, watching you in complete adoration with a smile at the sight of you so vulnerable in front of him. slowly letting your guard down and finally allowing him to guide you through every step of the way, no matter how long it took.
chris’ eyes continuing to scan your face as your chest falls with an even bigger exhale through your nose. “beautiful” chris praises, his hands squeezing your thighs once more as your body slowly but surely begins to relax against his lap. “another one, try to relax a little more f’me” he whispers, his hands never leaving your sides.
you nod again, remaining as silent as a church mouse as you follow his every instruction. breathing in, your interlocked fingers slowly unravel, resting your hands against the back of his neck now.
the smile tugging at chris’ lips grows at the feeling of your hands around his neck “you’re doin’ great” he whispers, his hands resting comfortably and patiently against your thighs.
his gentle words of encouragement only making you want to hear more as you find the courage to sink further down onto his lap with every breath.
“is it okay if i open my eyes now?” you whisper softly causing chris to chuckle at your question. he was in shock as this was the first time you’ve ever asked him for permission — for anything, really.
although, he couldn’t ignore the affection and arousal beginning to grow even more at the way you trusted and obeyed him so well now, not wanting to open your eyes without his approval.
“of course it’s okay, kid, go ahead” chris chuckles softly as you smile, your eyes slowly opening and adjusting to the light around you as they lock onto chris’ already staring at you.
“how you feelin?” chris asks with a smile, his hands giving your thighs another squeeze as you shake your head “not so nervous anymore” you giggle softly, although the blush still present on your cheeks.
“atta girl, look at you” he chuckles with a smile as your hands slowly begin to trail into the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck.
a smile pulling at your lips as your eyes still flicker between his “so..” you begin quietly “what next?” you giggle, genuinely unaware of what chris had in mind now that he had you on his lap.
chris raises his eyebrows playfully “easy tiger” he teases, smiling up at you.
“oh shut up” you giggle, playfully tugging at a strand of hair at the nape of his neck. chris hisses as his head gently pulls back “yo chill with that” he chuckles, shaking his head, knowing he enjoyed the feeling of you pulling his hair a little too much as he gave your legs another squeeze.
“you alright with givin’ that first kiss up now?” he asks quietly, his thumbs gently tracing back and forth on your thighs as his eyes flicker between yours. you never in a million years thought chris would be your first kiss, but in hindsight, you realize it’s probably better that it’s him than anyone else.
nodding timidly with a smile chris reciprocated with one of his own, his hand gently reaching up to cup your chin between his fingers. slowly pulling your face towards his, he let his lips hover near yours for a moment as your eyes remained open — anxiously and eagerly darting between his.
“you gotta close your eyes ma” he whispered, gently squeezing your chin as you nodded while letting your eyes close. with a smile, chris kept his open for a moment “just take it slow, follow my lead” he whispered again before letting his own eyes close, finally pulling your lips into his.
his lips were soft and experienced as your body immediately stiffened again at the connection, losing all the progress you had just spent the last ten minutes working for.
“relax” chris whispers against your lips, his hand gently and comfortingly massaging your thigh as you nod before reconnecting your lips.
his own lips slowly working with yours as you tried your best to mimic his movements. his hand slowly trailing from your jaw to wrap around the back of your neck as he gently pulled you closer. just for a second you realized maybe there was a reason he had so much experience, the way he confidently guided you through it so calmly and intimately — all without an ounce of discomfort.
chris’ hands dropped to your waist as they slowly worked their way around your hips. not wanting to scare you or move too fast, although he could feel the unavoidable erection beginning to grow beneath his sweats.
you slowly began to melt into the kiss as you felt the anxiety in your system wash away, your hands even trailing from the back of his neck to gently hold the sides of his face.
“good girl” chris hummed against your lips. silently giving him permission to take it up a notch as you leaned down into the kiss, your hands softly squeezing the sides of his jaw as you felt the almost foreign feeling of arousal rise in your system.
chris’ tongue gently brushes against your bottom lip. although you didn’t freeze at the feeling, rather letting your lips part open for him. his tongue now moving with yours as you naively began to reciprocate “slow down a bit, princess” chris whispers against you, sincerely and gently guiding you as he let the pet name slip past his lips, although you didn’t even bother to think twice about it.
nodding your head, you begin to slow your pace as you start to get the hang of it. the kiss lingered, slow and intimate, gradually evolving into something more feverish as your fingers slide from his jaw to the sides of his hair.
chris equally feeling the heat beginning to rush through his blood as his hands grip your hips, gently pulling you to grind forward against his lap.
a soft and sweet moan rolling off your lips for the first time as chris couldn’t help but grin at the sound of it. your eyebrows furrowing together with the new found sense of pleasure shooting through your body as you gently tugged at his hair, his lips falling open with a soft groan “good girl, keep doing that f’me” he whispers, his grip on your hips getting tighter.
you nod, now desperate for that friction and euphoric sensation again “chris” you breathe out softly against his mouth as he immediately pulls back, your lips slightly following his. “what’s a matter? too much?” he asks, genuinely concerned as he looks up at you.
“no, it’s nothing” you shake your head, your lips raw and bright red now, the same color blushing on your cheeks. embarrassed to even ask as you clear your throat “can i-“ you begin quietly, your voice just above a whisper “can i keep doing that?” you ask bashfully.
“do what, ma?” he asks, his brows slightly furrowing although he knew exactly what you were talking about but he wanted you to use your words. your blush getting deeper as you continue to whisper in that same shy tone “i don’t know, rubbing — i guess” you shake your head, too embarrassed to display any sign of confidence.
“yeah?” he asks with a smile “feels good?” he asks, his hands squeezing your hips as you nod with a breathy giggle. “really good” you whisper softly.
chris chuckles, nodding his head as he slowly spreads his thighs on the couch, keeping his legs forward with his feet planted on the ground. “move over here f’me” he slowly guides you over to his right leg as your body naturally straddles his thigh, just as you were doing his lap a few seconds ago.
chris’ hands find your body again as he looks up at you, his eyes intimate yet gentle as he slowly begins to guide your hips back and forth on his thigh. your eyelids immediately fluttering shut at the feeling, your hands falling to his shoulders with a firm grip as chris continues to watch you with dark eyes.
taking your bottom lip between your teeth to silence your moans, your eyebrows knit together as your fingers gently dig into his shoulders, continuing to let him rock your hips against his leg. “just like that” chris whispers, his chest rising and falling, only feeling his dick pulsate even more as he watched you pleasure yourself so sweetly.
leaning forward, chris couldn’t help but slowly press his lips against your neck — eliciting a soft moan from you. your right hand trailing up into the back of his hair as you grip a handful of his brunette curls between your fingers. “chris” you let yourself moan again, your tone airy and light as you begin to move your hips on your own.
“feels so good” you whisper almost inaudibly under your breath, your eyebrows knitting tighter together as your jaw falls slack.
“yeah?” chris whispers against your neck, still peppering slow kisses down your skin. the sound of your voice only turning him on even more “don’t be so quiet” he whispers again, his hands slowly falling around the curve of your ass now as he continues to guide your body against his thigh, “keep talkin’ to me ma”
the euphoric feeling growing in your stomach as you nod with your eyes still squeezed shut. your pace moving faster as you grind your hips down into his thigh, the friction against your clothed heat eliciting more moans from you.
chris’ hard on strained painfully against his sweats but this wasn’t about him tonight — only you. although, the sweet sounds of you whimpering his name and the way you tugged his hair were more than enough to satisfy him.
your stomach beginning to clench as chris’ hands merely hold you steady, your hips moving on their own as he kept his mouth glued against your neck. gently sucking on your skin between his lips as you whimpered softly, your fingers in his hair gently pulling his head back.
“chris” you moan again, your arms swiftly wrapping around his neck as you fall forward into his frame, causing him to sit back against the couch.
“i think i’m gonna cum” you whisper, your tone falling a bit shaky with a scrunched up expression as chris nodded in response. his hands firmly squeezing your ass, hiking his knee up between your thighs in attempt to help you reach your climax by adding a little more pressure against you.
“just keep ridin’ like that, princess” he whispers into your ear, planting a warm kiss against your jawline as you nod your head. your legs beginning to grow tight, your hips only push deeper into his thigh as you squeeze your eyes shut.
“chris” you moan again, your pitch high and whiny as your arms wrap impossibly tight around his neck, pulling his frame against yours as you finally snap. the intense pressure in your stomach releasing as you felt yourself let go “oh my god” you cry, your arm wrapping tight around the back of his neck as you pull his head into your chest, your fingers pulling his hair tightly with your release.
“shhh, i know, i know” chris cooes, his arm wrapped around your torso with a firm hand pressed securely against your back, gently caressing up and down as the other continued to help you ride out the high.
the bliss washing over your system as you feel your body fall limp between his arms, both now wrapped securely around your waist as your head falls to his shoulder with heavy panting.
chris’ hand still gently soothing up and down your back as your chest rises and falls in attempt to catch your breath. the two of you sitting in a euphoric silence as the sound of your breathing filled the room. chris gently turned his head to plant a kiss against your forehead, slick with sweat and baby hairs.
“shh” chris mumbles into your hair with another kiss, both of you savoring the sweet intimacy. “relax” he whispers.
chris felt a warmth rush to his chest, a sense of protection as he cradled you close. although beneath that he felt something different, something more — an undeniable desire beginning to tug at his heartstrings, driving him to want to be more than just your ‘friend’ anymore.
notes! ⋆. 𐙚 ˚ last fic before freaktober commences 🙂↕️
i don’t think i’ll ever recover from this .
Real.
