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puppy!chris humping readers leg please!

and he's all begging for her attention

"Mama.. please, m'sorry..." He pleads muffled, kissing at your leg as he straddles your foot.

You pay him no attention, humming as you scroll through your phone. He whimpers, glancing up at you with teary eyes. He knows he wasn't good, knows he was being a brat in front of your friends, but are you seriously not gonna talk to him? Not gonna degrade him and tell him how much of a bad puppy he was being?

A soft sound falls from his lips as he notices the wet spot on his sweats, god, he needs you so bad. He bites his lip, embarrassingly wrapping his arms around your leg and rocking forward. He whines.

He feels so pathetic, but it feels so good. He can't help it. Soft tears fall from his eyes as he humps your leg, "M'sorry for a being a bad puppy," He hiccups, whining when he looks up to you still on your phone, "S-so— ahh— sorry, mama."

His dick twitches in his sweats. He's so close to letting go, so close to making a big mess and cumming in the most embarrassing way he ever has, but needs you. Needs something, anything from you. "P-please," He begs, choking on a sob as tears stream down his face. "D-do somethin—" He sniffles, you finally put your phone down.

You take his face roughly, squishing his cheeks. "Learn your lesson about being a naughty puppy?" You coo in faux sympathy. He nods into your palm immediately, and you laugh. "I thought you'd like it.." You take in how pathetic he looks, "Humping me like a real doggy."

He moans loudly in response, and you can't help the smirk that finds it way onto your face. "See? You like it, humping my leg like a pathetic bitch." You feel his hips stutter, he flushes red. "You're pathetic, Chris." You say, in that sweet, innocent tone that gets him every time. "N—needed— your— f-fuh...fuck!"

You smile down at him, finally releasing his face. "Needed my attention. I know, puppy, I know." You coo, tilting his head up, "Now are you good be a good puppy and cum for mama or, do you need another punishment?" He shakes his head vigorously, too dumb to even attempt to argue. "Nooo— m' gonna cum— m' gonna be a g-good puppy—" He babbles on, rutting against your leg, "I— I— mama! M' cummin' ohmy— Fuck—!"

You smile, watching him fall limp against your leg as his orgasm hits him like a train. You lean down and kiss his head. "Good doggy."

sub!chris finding out he has a choking kink

(tryna help u out with some request🤞🏾)

God, he's screwed.

All he's doing is watching you put away dishes, and he can feel his dick hardening in his boxers.

While you were away at work, he got bored, and usually, when he gets bored, he gets horny. And since you weren't there, he had no choice but to watch porn. And now he's here, imagining your hand wrapped around his throat, your pretty acrylics brushing against his Adam's apple—

"Chris?"

"H-huh?" He tilts his head, "I was asking if you wanted to watch a movie." He nods quickly.

So, so screwed.

He can't think like this. Your hands softly rest against his chest as you nuzzle your head into him. The jump scares from the horror movie you put barely have any effect on him when you have him like this.

"Chris." You say, barely above a whisper. "What?"

He swallows. Hard. Your hands trail down his chest as you lock eyes, "You've been acting so weird. Did I do something?" The cute pout on your lips is making his heart ache. He feels so bad.

"No.. I...." The words get stuck in his throat, watching your hands come up to play with the necklace you bought him with your initial on it. "I... watchedsomething." Your eyebrows furrow together at his slurred words. "You watched something?"

He bites his lip, already feeling the blood rush to his face. "I... was watching, um," He coughs, "Porn." You giggle, "Yeah?"

He blushes. "A-and this girl wrapped her hand around the guys uh...um." He trails off, too embarrassed to finish his words.

But you get it. Chris eyes widen as your hand wraps around his throat. "She did this?" He nods, you hum. "It looked like it felt good, huh?"

He nods again, gasping for air when you squeeze his throat. "Words."

"Y-yes." He whines out, embarrassed enough but quickly turning even more red when he realizes you can feel his raging boner. "Does it feel good?" You squeeze again, harder. And you don't need to hear Chris speak to know it feels good because he lets out the most pathetic sound you've ever heard, something between a moan and a sob.

"Oh, baby.." You coo, watching the way he tries to hide his face from you. "S-shut up."