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— Rewind. . . ★

ᵃ ᶜʰʳⁱˢ ˢᵗᵘʳⁿ ᵒⁿᵉˢʰᵒᵗ

─── ❝ so pretty, girl, you belong in a gallery ❞

★ ⋮ IN WHICH. . . y/n is at a party with chris. they both find themselves drunk and slurring things to each other back and forth that they will never catch themselves saying sober.

★ ⋮ PAIRING. . . drunk!chris x drunk!reader

★ ⋮ CONTAINS. . . use of y/n, alcohol, drinking, drunk characters, making out, pet names, hard partying,

❝you have no idea what you’re doing to me, y/n.❞

❝why don’t you tell me while my lips are on yours?❞

★ — ❝shot! shot! shot!❞ the voices of many that attended the party shouting. you had just cranked a shot but 4 more still sat out in front of you. trying to keep a straight face over the taste and way the alcohol goes down your throat burning a little.

shot after shot you made it to the last one downing it with ease picking the lime up and taking a bit slamming it on the table. putting your hands up you cheer yourself on as the others go crazy.

you’re suddenly turned around by your wrist. leaving you to look into the eyes of the person you have secretly been waiting to see. wrapping your arms around him. the boy you were secretly in love with. but again hes your best friend. ❝you made it!!!❞

❝i wouldn’t miss seeing you for the world.❞ chris replies wrapping his arms around you as well pulling you into a tight embrace. you both were some what flirty with each other but it was all just compliments. they never actually thought about dating.

his blue eyes glare in yours, the music and light all disappearing as all your focus is on those two pairs of ocean eyes staring into yours. it took strength to not pull him into a heated passionate kiss. his lips look soft and you know they are, you push those thoughts away as the sudden thought of him being your best friend and nothing more.

❝what are you thinking about?❞ he smiles, his white teeth brighten. his hand finds its way to your waist.

oh god. in this moment you were shitting your pants. the thought of answering gives her a headache. lie? that’s wrong. truth? even worse. not answer? rude. as if that wasn’t already all bad his other hand is now around your waist. he’s teasing her, or is she just delusional?

❝y/n?❞ he snaps you back to reality and away from your thoughts.

❝I’m sorry what did you say?❞ you reply, knowing with all your heart what he said. you hide away your expression putting a whole new one on your face.

he chuckles looking into yours eyes that gleamed with lust, shit your making this way to obvious . ❝i just ask-❞

❝you two aren’t drunk?❞ a random voice cuts him off, a voice they swear they had never heard before in their life. ❝aye it’s alright. luckily i got some drinks.❞ he places two freshly cold beers on the counter.

who was this guy? and why is he ruining the moment between chris and you? or was he making it better?

❝drink up chicos.❞ he slurs, his eyes trying its best to stay open.

❝who was that?❞ chris eyes followed him as he walked into the huge crowd. darting back to you, who had already opened the can of beer.

looking up at him, ❝huh?❞ you take a sip, swallowing. ❝oh i don’t know but he gave us free drinks sooo…❞

he chuckles at your words picking up the other can, cracking it open before it hits his mouth.

the night goes on, drink after drink after drink. realizing you and chris are wasted and completely fucked. slurring words to each other, struggling to stand straight, and laughing at the stupidest things known to man.

after some time of dancing and more partying. you notice how chris’s hands have never left you. he’s never this touchy. moving from your neck to shoulders to waist to hips even touching your boob area.

his hands wrapped around your waist as he stands behind you. head on your shoulder he whispers, ❝do you know how bad i want you?❞

you were drunk, but you didn’t need to be sober to know that this indeed not the christopher you know.

wet noises fill your ears as he places wet, soft, kisses on your neck. your phone in your hand starts recording as you hit play to record a cute video of him. ❝what are you doing?❞ you say. you were to drunk to even process what was going through his head.

you would be lying if you say you didn’t enjoy this though. his tongue moving around your bare skin.

❝you have no idea what you’re doing to me y/n.❞ he says against your skin, as it vibrates through your body send multiple chills down your spine.

❝why don’t you tell me while my lips are on yours?❞ you tease him.

his eyes instantly light up lifting his head up. ❝are you being serious?❞ he turns you around by the waist. ❝because ill devour that mouth.❞

speechless at his words, you’re eyes drift to his soft pink lips. not even 2 seconds later your lips are on his. instantly parting your lips his tongue slides into your mouth fight with yours.

❝fuck you taste so good.❞ he says, against your lips pulling away just to instantly place his lips back on yours.

those five words were enough to turn you on. ❝chris..❞

❝hm?❞ he separates from you, looking you in the eyes. ❝what is it, princess? wanna have sex with me?❞

❝i mean that wasn’t what i was trying to ask but maybe i do…❞ you reply.

smirking, he grabs your wrist pulling you away from the massive crowd of drunk humans dragging you into an anonymous bedroom. shutting the door behind and twisting the lock, before pinning you against the wall.

❝you’re all mine tonight gorgeous.❞ pulling his shirt over his head crashing his lips on yours.

next thing you know you’re awake in a bed that’s for sure not yours. the sun hitting your eyes and tightness in your head from the hangover. rubbing your eyes til you are fully awake seeing him. next to you. in the bed. naked. looking down at yourself only to see yourself stripped. shaking him to get him to wake up.

❝hm? what?❞ he groans, thinking it was one of his brothers. blinking a few times to see clearly, feeling the head pain coming in strong. he looks up and sees you.

❝what are you doing sleeping with me… naked??!❞

looking down at his exposed body, he panics at what might of happened last night. ❝holy shit.❞

you look over at him again, seeing him staring at your boobs. ❝christopher!❞ you cover yourself with the covers.

❝im sorry! im sorry!❞ he was not sorry.

cuffing your head in your hands, you pick up your phone as it was straight on the photo app. seeing a video you don’t remember at all. you click play.

❝you have no idea what you’re doing to me y/n.❞

❝why don’t you tell me while my lips are on yours?❞

your eyes widen as the words leave your guy’s mouth before they touch. ❝there’s no fucking way…❞

chris sits straight up closer to her to see the video more clearly.

❝rewind.❞

you do as he says replaying the video of you guys making drunk love for each other. that one quote everyone says comes to your mind. a drunk mind speaks a sober heart.

did christopher owen sturniolo have something for you?..

★ ⋮ AUTHORS!NOTE. . . IM AWARE THAT THIS IS VERY SHORTT but whateves thanks for reading cutie mwa more coming soon. AUGHHH more chris content coming for my horny chris girls pit thereeeeee