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Our Lips Are Sealed IX

Nate’s POV

I take a long drag of the joint Chris had rolled. The fire cracks as two sticks fall in on eachother. I pass the joint back to Chris.

“Are we just going to sit here in silence or are we going to talk about it.?” Chris asks before taking a long drag.

I exhale the smoke before taking the joint from Chris. “Talk about what?” I ask before bringing the joint back to my lips.

“Whatever the fuck you woke me up and dragged me out of my tent at three in the morning for.” He says as I exhale the smoke once again. I hand him the joint as I lean back in the lawn chair.

“Y/N.” I mutter with a clenched jaw.

Chris chokes on his smoke filled breath. “Y/N?” He asks.

“Dont fucking play dumb.” I sit up. “I see how you act around her, the way you look at her, the way she looks at you.”

“How does she look at me?” Chris asks as he hands me the joint.

I smack the joint out of his hand. “Don’t fuck with her.”

“Fuck man, that shit was a hundred fifty an ounce.” Chris points to the now dirt covered joint on the ground by the fire.

“Shut the fuck up.” I spit at him. “I’m talking about my sister here.”

“I’d never do anything with her, you know that.” Chris runs both hands through his hair with a frustrated look on his face. He lets out a sigh as he leans back in his chair. “How does she look at me?” He asks.

“What?” I ask through gritted teeth.

“You said you see the way she looks at me.” He sits up. “How does she look at me?”

“If you make any move on her ever, the only thing she’d see when she looks at you, is a dead man.” I stand from the seat and stomp the joint into the ground.

“Dude-” Chris starts to stand up, but I slam my arm against his chest to make him sit back down.

“Don’t. Don’t ever make any move on her or give her any ideas.” I glare at Chris.

“I wouldn’t do that to her.” Chris mutters. He leans back in his seat like a man gone limp. “I don’t date. I don’t fall in love, I’m not a girlfriend guy.” He runs his hand through his hair again. “I wouldn’t do that to her, not to Y/N.”

I sit back in my lawn chair. “She likes you.” I mumble.

“I like her.” He mumbles back. “But I can’t date her or do anything with her because I’m not a guy that can.”

“I don’t want you to get her hopes up.” I sigh. “I don’t want her to think she’ll be with you one day when we both know she won’t. You’re just an asshole.” I laugh.

Chris laughs at that too. “You’re one to talk. Have you even texted that last girl since you slept with her last week? What was her name even?”

I shake my head and chuckle. “Who the fuck knows. I didn’t get her number.” I shrug.

“Shame you stomped out my bud.” Chris mumbles with a light laugh.

“I know you got that shit pre rolled for twenty.” I laugh.

“Twenty a pop.” Chris sits up. “The whole set was almost two hundred, I only got halves.”

I laugh again. “How the fuck do you get laid?”

Y/N’s POV

The sound of my brother’s loud laugh wakes me up. The cold covers of my sleeping bag makes me shudder. I look over to the guys, seeing half the sleeping bags are empty. I sit up and see who's still here.

Matt and Nick snore softly on the other side of the tent. I hear another laugh, this one so familiar. One I hear in my dreams and daydreams. Chris’s laugh.

I unzip my sleeping bag and crawl to the slightly unzipped door. I peek through the opening and see Chris and my brother laughing together by the fire.

The fire seems to have died down to just embers, still illuminating Chris’s features in detail. They both laugh at something my brother says. Chris stands up and starts jabbing the fire with a stick before pouring the dirt bucket on the embers to put out the fire.

Shoot, they’re coming back. I crawl back to my sleeping bag and zip myself back up, situating myself to make it seem like I’m still asleep.

The door unzips and Nate and Chris crawl into the tent. They zip the door back up before silently crouching around the three bodies in the tent and making their way to their sleeping bags.

They reek of weed. I think to myself. I scrunch my nose and discreetly shove my face into my pillow to block out the smell.

Nate and the boys have always smoked around me. I never minded it, Nate never let me smoke with them, or at all for that matter. He’s always been my protective big brother.

The smell never bothered me before, I don’t know why it reeks so bad now.

Nate lands on his pillow with a harsh thud, causing both him and Chris to laugh, covering their mouths with their hands to hold in the sounds so as to not wake up Chris’s brothers or I.

“Just think about it.” Nate says to Chris in a soft muttering tone.

“You don’t have to worry about me dude.” Chris mumbles back.

The night gets quiet. It’s not ten minutes before I hear all four boys snoring. Nate’s louder than the rest. I’ve heard his snores from across the hall my whole life. House-shaking snoring.

I close my eyes and try to drift off, but find my endeavors fruitless. I sit up and crawl out of the sleeping bag, going to the door of the tent.

I freeze in my tracks as I hear a shuffle. I turn around to see Chris turning over in his sleeping bag. I hold my breath as I listen for the snore. As soon as it leaves his lips I let out a sigh and turn back around, unzipping the door and climbing out. I zip it back up to not let any cold air in while I’m out.

I stand up, shivering and rubbing my hands on my arms to create some warmth with friction. Probably not the best idea to wear Eeyore pajama shorts and a tank top to sleep in while camping.

I sit in the lawn chair by the cold ashes that were once a fire. I always have trouble falling asleep, and when I do, I call Chris. But Chris is in the tent fifteen feet away from me. I stare into the darkness at the ashes in the small pit. The cold air sends chills down my legs and my spine. Despite the darkness I can see my breath in the air.

“What are you doing out here?” I hear from behind me.

I turn around to see Nate. “What are you doing?” I ask back with a laugh.

“You’re noisy.” He mutters. Nate walks over to me with a blanket in hand. He wraps it around my shoulders and sits in the lawn chair next to mine.

“You are too. You woke me up half an hour ago yapping with Chris out here.”

Nate's face goes pale. “Did you hear us talking?”

I shrug and shake my head. “Mostly you guys laughing, not really what you were saying.” I pause before looking back at Nate. “Why, what were you talking about?”

Nate leans back in his seat. “Sex, drugs, shit you don’t want to hear about.” He laughs.

“Guys are gross.” I mumble and lean back in my own seat.

“Yeah, so stay away from guys.” Nate laughs.

“Jesus you’re insufferable.” I mumble.

Nate stays quiet for a moment before taking a deep breath in and sighing. “Let’s go back in and get some sleep. It’s someone's birthday this weekend, and she better be energetic and happy the whole time.”

I laugh and stand up with Nate as we begin to walk back to the tent. “Chris wanted to go swimming tomorrow.” I say.

“Chris can go fuck himself.” Nate mutters.

“Since when do you hate Chris?” I ask.

“I don’t.” Nate sighs. “Just go to sleep.” He unzips the door and lets me in first. He follows in after me and zips the door back up.

The sunlight shines through the fabric of the tent, giving everything inside a green tint from the color of the tent. I look over at the four sleeping boys whose faces have a green tint to them now. I smile softly seeing Chris’s green face. I close my eyes again and turn over in my sleeping bag.

After a few minutes I hear shuffling. I look over to see Nate sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He stretches and yawns, his eyes landing on me as he smiles.

“Morning Birthday girl.” He mumbles. He crawls to his feet, crouching as he walks over to me, careful not to wake the others. He sits down next to me, looking at me with a sly smile. “What do you want to do today?” He asks while nudging my shoulder with his.

I shrug. “I don’t know. Chris wanted to go down to the beach.”

Nate laughs and shakes his head. “I don’t give a fuck what Chris wants, what do you want to do, today, for your birthday?”

“It's not my birthday yet.” I say with a laugh. “That’s tomorrow.”

“The whole weekend is your birthday.” Nate says.

“Be quiet, you’ll wake the guys.” I mumble.

“I don’t care.” Says with a scoff. He takes a breath, and I know to cover my ears as he yells, “Wake up you insolent fucks!”

“Jesus!” I say as I uncover my ears. “Mom probably heard you.” I hit his arm and he laughs.

The guys groan from Nate’s loud wake up call. Matt turns over, covering his ears. Nick sits up like a zombie being raised from the dead, and Chris doesn’t react.

“Looks like Chris is out cold.” I say quietly. “What did you keep him up all night for?”

“He woke me up.” Nate says. “Said he had some premo he wanted me to try.”

I shake my head and groan.

“Let's get you out in the sun, yeah?” Nate says. He gets up and crawls to the door, unzipping it while I follow him. We climb out of the tent, making our way to the picnic table where my mother has already gotten up and started setting up breakfast.

“Nathan Doe!” Our mother yells as she sees us getting out of the tent. “Did I hear you yelling at everyone to wake up using cruel and insensitive language?”

“Told you mom wouldn’t like it.” I mumble to him.

Nate looks at mom with an apologetic look. He tries not to be rude, or smoke, or come around drunk or high or on any drugs when mom is here. She works hard to keep me and him safe, and he does his best to hide that he’s a drug addicted, alcoholic pothead with three best friends that are the same that he lets hang around his little sister. His little sister that, until tomorrow, is a minor. Mom would have a heart attack if she knew any of that.

“I was just waking the guys up.” Nate says with a shrug.

“Do it differently next time, nicer. Not screaming profanity at the top of your lungs.” Mom says as she turns to the grill she has placed over the fire. She moves the eggs around the pan with a spatula, then flips over the sausages. “Nathan, can you nicely wake up the boys so we can have breakfast?”

Nate takes a deep breath and nods, before turning around heading back to the tent. He opens the door of the tent fully, letting the light shine through on all the guys in the tent. They all groan as Nate starts pulling the sleeping bags off their bodies.

“Boys.” My mother mumbles as she turns back to the grill on the fire.

I laugh as I walk over to her. “They’re something else aren’t they?” I say as I lean down by the fire.

“What did my little angel girl want to do on her last day before she’s an adult?” My mom asks.

I shrug. “I dunno. Nate already asked that. I kinda just want to eat right now.”

My mom smiles. She opens her mouth to speak, but she's stopped by the sound of four boys piling out of the tent, tripping over each other as they laugh and argue.

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head, laughing. “Let's do that then.”

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Look familiar?

I’m only half way through writing this part so sometime this week I’ll have it posted (finally)

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No cos I fucking NEED

This is definitely what Chris looks like in Our Lips Are Sealed btw 🥰

um so i did a thing…IM DOWN BAD

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how are mafia!matt and y/n from savage love doing? doing good? i miss them so bad😔

I miss them too 💖 they’re doing great, except for Matt getting shot recently and refusing to go to the hospital and Y/n having to take care of the bullet wound herself 😁

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PLEASEE ANOTHER PART OF “OUR LIPS ARE SEALED” PLSSS🙌🙌🙌🙏🙏🙏

It’s my next thing to work on 😭

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https://www.tumblr.com/sturniozo/736390257511137280/chris-bf-hcs

AAHHHHH U POSTED THIS ON MY BIRTHDAY 😂

That was like my first ever work 😭

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Snaps with Secret Bf! Chris part four

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listen, i’m a WHORE for face riding🙏 so like could you possibly make something where like ur riding (matt or chris)’s face🙏 that’s it!! go wild!

Tastes So Sweet

(Chris Sturniolo x Reader Smut)

“Ow, ow!” I pull back. “Chris that hurt.”

“Sorry babe.” Chris smiles sheepishly and runs his hand through his hair. “I got a little carried away.”

My fingers graze over my neck, where Chris had left a bite mark. “I have work in the morning, I can’t go in with a hickey.”

Chris shrugs. “So what, like you haven’t before.”

I narrow my eyes at Chris. “If I get caught like that again at work, it’s a write up.”

Chris scoffs and leans back against the headboard. “I hope you get fired. You don’t need to be working that dead end waitress job. I can support us.”

I roll my eyes before curling up to Chris’s side. He wraps an arm around me and kisses the top of my head. “I can leave a lot of marks on you, you know.” He smirks as he looks down at me.

I look up to meet his gaze. “I know you can, but I’d prefer if you didn’t.”

Chris groans. “Why? So that loser, Korey, can hit on you all day without realizing you have a boyfriend?”

“Korey knows I have a boyfriend.”

“Ah, but you admit he hits on you all day.” Chris says in a cocky tone.

I sigh. “He doesn’t. And he’s my superior, he’s the one who would write me up for that.”

Chris closes his eyes and shakes his head, leaning his head back against the headboard. “I hate that guy.” He mumbles.

“You don’t have to deal with him all day.” I giggle as I lean my head in Chris’s chest.

“I have to deal with him hitting on you all day every day.”

I sigh. “Can we just drop this?”

Chris shrugs. “Yeah, whatever.”

I snuggle closer into his chest. He huffs and moves his arm down my waist. “As much as i want to stay here forever and just cuddle with you all day-“

Chris cuts me off. “I don’t want to just cuddle, if you know what i mean.” He says with a chuckle.

I smack his chest. “As I was saying, I can’t. I have to go to work, I can’t get fired.”

“I’ve told you a hundred times.” Chris situates himself better to sit up straight as I sit up next to him, my arm still around him although he had removed his arm from my waist. “I can support us both and more, you don’t need that job.”

I sigh. “Chris, you know I’d feel guilty if i let you just pay for everything. I need a job, at least part time, so I don’t feel so useless all the time.”

“Hey.” Chris cups my face in his hands. “You are not useless.” He presses a kiss to the tip of my nose. “I don’t mind you having a job either, I get it. I just hate you having that job.” He leans back against the headboard.

“I don’t want to fight right now.” I mumble.

“We aren’t going to fight.” Chris wraps his arm around me and pulls me in close to him. He kisses the top of my head and rubs my arm gently.

I close my eyes and nuzzle my head against Chris’s chest. “I love you.” I murmur into his chest.

Chris smiles into my hair. “I love you too.”

I breathe in this moment and smile. This perfect moment with my perfect boyfriend. I love moments like these. Moments where everything else just fades away. Everything like the almost-argument we could have had just fades away. Gone.

“Hey,” Chris murmurs against the top of my head. “You should call in.”

I groan. “Not this again-“

“No, no, no-“ He kisses my head again. “I was thinking of you calling in because you won’t be able to walk through the front door.”

I lift my head and face Chris’s smirk. “Are you being serious?” I ask.

Chris nods. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you won’t be able to get up to go to work.”

I laugh. “Okay.” I sit up straight and straddle his waist. “But I have a challenge for you.”

“Oh yeah?” Chris says as his eyes flicker up and down my body. “And what is it?”

“You have to fuck me until I can’t walk.” I lean in close, my lips ghosting over his. “But only using your tongue.”

Chris let’s put a hot, breathy laugh. “You’re in for it then.” He says before smashing his lips against mine.

I slip my hands under his shirt and begin to roam his torso, my fingers touching his skin lightly. I pull away from the kiss to slip my shirt off over my head. I toss it across the room, and before it hits the ground Chris’s hands cup my breasts.

I smash my lips back against his and grind my hips on him. One hand tangles into his hair while the other finds its way back under his shirt, feeling up his torso once again.

Chris takes off his shirt and tosses it by mine. His hands find my back as in one swift movement, he moves us so I’m on my back, my head at the foot of the bed, and his head is between my legs. He slips off my panties from under my skirt and throws them on the floor. He moves my legs over his shoulders as his head dips under my skirt and begins to lick my core.

The movements of his tongue are swift and soft. Something I’ve felt from him a million times before.

“Just your tongue baby, nothing else.” I remind him.

Chris only grunts in response as I recognize a familiar feeling. Him licking his name into my pussy.

C. A jolt slides through my body at the curve.

H. The slide across my hole sends shudders down my spine.

R. He took his sweet time with this one.

I. That line. That straight line. I buck my hips into his lips causing him to chuckle and push my hips back down.

S. The curving zig zag causes me to moan out loudly.

T. The top stride pressing my clit and making me moan out louder.

O. A perfect circle around my hole.

P. I won’t last to the end. I start panting and gripping the sheets.

H. Again, the line sliding right over my hole. Just go in my already!

E. I just couldn’t last. My legs start shaking and my hips start gyrating. I won’t make it until-

R. The loop wrapping around my hole and his tongue sliding over my clit one last time before I scream out, cumming on his tongue.

“Oh god!” I scream out.

Chris raises his head from under my skirt. “I’m not done.” He says breathlessly.

Chris throws the pillow across the room and lays down on the bed, motioning me to sit on his face.

“Chris-“

“Sit on my face right now.” He says.

A blush creeps over my cheeks and I oblige. I get to my knees and crawl over to him. I turn around, positioning myself above his face. I move my skirt to cover his head completely.

His hands hold my hips down, pressing my core right against his lips. His tongue slips up and down, rolling over my clit over and over in quick movements. His tongue dips into my hole, rolling like a wave inside of me. All while his bottom lip rubs over my clit.

“Chris!” I call out.

The familiar knot in my stomach unravels once again. Chris slurps up my juices as I ride out my high, while also riding his face. Chris doesn’t stop. He continues with his relentless railing of his tongue in my core.

Strides licking up and down, zig zagging left and right, flicking my clit at the end. The same movement over and over, done a second after it started. The feeling is unreal.

Another knot in my stomach. Another shaking sensation throughout my whole body. I release again on his lips.

“Chris, no more-“ I pant out as he continues. “Chris, I can’t-“

“Just one more baby.” He says breathlessly under me. “You can do it for me.”

Chris’s tongue rolls over my clit like a tidal wave. Over and over, tickling my nerves in the best possible way. It’s not even a minute before I release one last time.

“Chris!” I yell out. My entire body shakes and gives out, as I collapse to the side of Chris.

He sits up, positioning me in a more comfortable place, before laying next to me and wrapping his arms around me.

“Are you okay?” He mumbles as he kisses my forehead.

I nod in response, to out of breath to speak. Chris smiles and lets out a breath of relief.

“Are you gonna call into work?” He asks.

I nod again, letting out a breathy laugh.

“Good.” Chris smiles and kissing my forehead again. “God. You taste so sweet.”

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guys i am trying so hard to get back into sturniolo videos and writing lol its been so hard but im legit forcing myself because without it i have nothing to obsess over right now. like ever since i started watching them its been just them. but i work so much and apparently have friends that want to hang out with me (which is actually shocking as someone who was homeschooled their whole high school life and never had friends to hang out with) and ive been so busy but all the forcing has been working. i watch sturniolo youtube and tik toks while making them on sims and writing now 😈 so hopefully sometime this week i can get out the smut one shot ive been working on for months 😅 anyways love you guys 💖

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Pfp twins!!

AHHH YES

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I have an idea for a story!! So like it would be cue, basically matt bumps into the reader at like a bookstore, coffee shop or pumpkin patch and they become good friends and start liking each other idk I'm not good at story ideas. But overall it should have like a Gilmore girls/Fall vibes :3!!

This would be really cute but sadly I’m not taking requests right now 🥺 I have 13 requests in my inbox to get through still and I’m writing two series 😭

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Can you do sub bf Matt snaps

Snaps from Sub! Bf Matt

Just a PSA but I suck at writing subby men so this might not be that good 😢

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I was thinking of a smut w chris and its your first time and he helps u through it and loads of aftercare xx

Promise (Chris Sturniolo x Reader Smut)

Warning - sex. Smut. Cursing. Oral (female reviving) penetration + anything else I forgot

I curl up to my boyfriend of six months, Chris. The TV in his bedroom is the only light that casts over his bed. The show is long forgotten as we cuddle up close to each other. Chris kisses the top of my head, running his hand over my hair.

“Tired, baby?” He asks me in a low, sexy voice that sends exhilarating chills down my spine.

I nod as I nuzzle my head into his chest. Chris’s deep chuckles shake his chest and I lift my head up.

“You’re so gorgeous.” He murmurs and reaches his head up to kiss the tip of my nose. My cheeks redden and I giggle softly.

I sit up and hop off the bed, walking to the bathroom to wash off my face before bed, as I do every night. Chris follows behind me, slinking his arms around my waist and pulling me against him, my back to his front.

“What are you doing?” I ask with a light laugh.

Chris nuzzles his face into the back of my neck. “The beds cold without you.” He murmurs.

“I’ll be back after I brush my teeth.” I turn around and kiss his cheek. He stares at me for a moment before pressing his lips to mine. His hands cups my cheeks and my hands inch their way up is biceps.

Chris pulls away slowly, leaving me to lean into him without our lips touching, although I can almost feel his soft smile as I do. “Do you think you can put off brushing your teeth for an hour?” He asks.

“Why?” I look up at him. His blue eyes staring down at me.

He kisses my cheek once again before whispering my ear “We can do what we’ve been talking about.”

I gasp softly and stare up at him again. For the last few weeks Chris and I have been discussing whether or not we’re ready to take the next step into our relationship. He seemed a lot more ready than me, seeing as he’s had sex before and I haven’t. “Right now?” I ask.

“When else?” Chris laughs softly.

Blush creeps up my cheeks and I look down to hide my face. Chris chuckles and wraps his arms around my head and pulls me into his chest. “Okay.” I mumble

“Yeah?” He murmurs into the top of my head.

I look up into his eyes. “Yeah.” I say softly.

Chris’s smile widens and his hands roam down my body and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me out of the bathroom and to the bedroom. He lays me down gently on the bed and begins kissing my neck softly. mouth opens slightly, not letting any noise out. I shut my eyes and my hands reach up to roam over Chris’s back, under his shirt.

“You want it off, baby?” Chris asks. I just nod and he sits up, slipping his shirt off and throwing it across the room. He smirks at me as he leans back down and begins kissing my neck. His hands roam over my body, under my shirt. His palm at cover the entirety of my breasts as he squeezes me softly. I let out a gasp and Chris lifts up his head. He smiles at me and presses his lips to mine.

He pulls away and looks down at me m, smiling softly. He motions for me to sit up as he lifts my shirt over my head. He throws it across the room with his. Chris dips his head down and begins pressing soft kisses against my breasts, down my chest and stomach, stopping at the waistline of my shorts.

His beautiful blue eyes look up at me as his fingers hook under the waistline of my shorts. He pulls my shorts down along with my panties, discarding them on the floor somewhere. His head dips back down between my legs, his large hands spreading my thighs apart.

A gasp escapes my lips as I feel his hot, wet tongue on my sensitive clit. His tongue slowly strides up and down, from my slit to my deep inside my folds. His mouth closes around my clit, sucking softly. My hands reach to his hair, my finger tangling in the locks.

Chris’s tongue begins to lap my pussy more harshly. His tongue makes quick movements over my clit, stimulating me easily. Soft moans escape my lips and I begin to arch my back off the bed.

Chris smirks and pushes me back down. “I’m not done yet.” He says in his sexy, husky voice. His lips attach back to my clit, once again licking harshly. The sound of his slurps and breaths seem so cruel and disgusting, but oh so sexy.

I close my eyes and let the pleasure overtake me. Chris’s big hands on my hips, holding me down and still to have a good angle to devour me the way he is. My toes curl and my hands grab the sheets, pulling them from their creases.

Chris chuckles at this, his hot breath tickling my core. I jolt at the feeling, casing him to laugh more. “It’s okay, baby.” He mumbles.

I nod, letting go of the sheets. Chris dips his head back down between my legs. His tongue begins quickly lapping over my clit, as he traces one finger over my folds, slipping in between the skin. I gasp softly, closing my eyes once again. His finger slides up and down in the folds, collecting the wetness from my arousal and his saliva. He adds another finger to the mix, before slowly pushing them both into my hole.

I moan out loudly, covering my mouth after. Chris chuckles and lifts up, keeping his fingers in me as he uses his other hand to hold my hands away from my mouth.

“I wanna hear those pretty sounds, baby.” He says.

I nod and he goes back to licking my clit. He slowly pushes his fingers deeper into me, going in a slow, swift motion as he pumps the fingers in and out of me while he licks my clit quickly.

All the sensations together cause my legs to begin shaking as a feel a knot forming in my stomach. I moan out and flinch, trying hard to keep still for Chris. My legs shake my whole body, making me unsure if I can hold them in the position any longer.

“Chris!” I moan out loudly. He smirks against my core as he continues with his movements.

The knot gets tighter and tighter, until the feeling unravels and my entire body shakes uncontrollably, loud moans escaping from me.

Chris sits up, smiling proudly. Gos he looks so hot with drool and my royal dripping from his chin.

“That’s so hot babe.” He says with a smirk as he leans over my body, pressing a kiss to my lips. His tongue forces into my mouth, letting me taste myself from his own tongue.

He pulls off, sitting up and sliding down his boxers. I can’t help but gasp. There’s no way that would fit in me.

“What’s wrong?” Chris asks. Not in a condescending way, but like he’s genuinely worried.

“Y-you.” I manage to say as I stare.

“Me?” He asks. I realize I may have hurt him.

“No, yes. You’re just… big.” I say softly.

Chris’s cheeks go red as he smiles. “It’s okay, it’s not gonna hurt. At least not that bad.”

“I don’t think you’ll…”

“You don’t think I’ll what?” He asks.

“Fit…” I say in a quiet voice.

He laughs again. “I’ll fit baby.”

“You’ll split me in half.”

Chris shakes his head. He leans back down. “It’s alright. If it hurts too much I’ll stop, okay?”

“Promise?” I look up into his eyes.

“I promise baby.” He says and he kisses my lips softly. He sits up, positioning himself at my entrance.

“Chris?” I say before he can do anything.

“Yeah baby?” He asks.

“Can you… hold my hand?” I ask.

Chris smiles and nods. “Of course, baby.” He says. He grabs my hand, kissing my knuckles before hovering over me. His fingers intertwined with mine as my hand is pressed into the bed.

Chris looks down between us, once again positioning himself at my entrance. I feel his tip slip between my folds, collecting the wetness as he slides his tip up and down my folds. He looks me in the eye as he slowly slips into my hole.

Another gasp escapes my lips. Just the tip and it already stings. Only a bit, but it’s still so much just for being the tip.

“Are you okay?” He asks.

I nod and he smiles. He slips another few inches into me. I arch my back again. This time, Chris’s arm slithers under my back, holding me close to him.

“I’ve got you baby, I promise.” He whispers to me. He starts kissing my neck as he slips further into me. God it feels so huge in me already, but he’s just two thirds of the way in me. How can anyone do this so easily.

“Chris!” I moan out. The pain still feeling so good. “It-it hurts.” I grit my teeth and shut my eyes tightly. “It feels good but it hurts.”

“I got you.” He says again. He kisses my cheek and down my jawline. His arm unlinks itself from my waist and reaches up to my breast. He squeezes gently as he begins slipping out of my hole. He presses a kiss to my lips as he thrusts back into me, this time more than before, by at least two inches.

He pulls away from the kiss. “Just tell me if you want me to stop.” He says. I nod, and he sits up, moving to position my hips at a better angle. He begins slowly pulling out until just his tip is left in me, and the slipping back in at a quicker speed.

He repeats this motion over and over, slowly gaining speed, and pushing more and more of himself into me until I’m able to take him all.

After what feels like forever in bliss, he finally finds a steady pace, thrusting in and out of me, his hips slamming into me. I feel his tip pounding against my cervix. I scream moans out loudly, gripping onto his for arm. His hand still holds mine against the bed.

His other hand moves to begin rubbing my clit. I remove my hand from that forearm and grip the sheets once again. I close my eyes tightly.

“Look at me baby.” Chris says. I open my eyes and stare into his, which becomes difficult as another knot forms in my stomach. It takes all I have to not let me eyes roll back and my back to arch.

“Chris!” I moan out.

“Fuck. It’s so hot when you say my name like that.” Chris pants. His thrusts become sloppy and he begins to heave broken moans. Sounds that are music to my ears.

The knot in my stomach gets tighter and tighter, until it unravels the same way the last one did.

“Fuck.” Chris throws his head back as he thrusts into me harshly, releasing his load inside me. The hot, thick liquid filling me to the brim. He pants as he stays still inside of me for a few moments before pulling out of me.

Chris smirks at the view of his cum spilling out of me. He uses his finger to collect some, bringing it to my lips as he he’s me suck the cum off his fingers.

“Taste me baby.” He mumbles. I suck every last drop off his fingers, staring into his eyes as I do. “So fucking hot.” He pants as he pulls his fingers out of my mouth. He pulls me up to sit up with him.

“I’m gonna run us a bath, alright babe? Just sit here and tell me if you need anything.” He says as he gets up off the bed and walks to the bathroom.

I hear the bath begin running as I lean my head back against the headboard. I close my eyes as I catch my breath. Chris so so good at everything. I just hope I was half as good for my first time.

It’s not long before Chris lifts me up bridal style, causing my eyes to snap open. He carries me to the bathroom, setting me down gently in the bathtub. He slips in behind me, pulling me to lean my back against his chest.

“Are you okay?” He asks me in a soft voice.

I nod in response, leaning my head in his shoulder. Chris wraps his arms around me, planting gentle kisses on my shoulder and neck.

“You did so good.” He mumbles into my skin. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” He asks

I shake my head. “It didn’t hurt so bad.” I say.

“But it still hurt?” He asks as he begins working on the other side of my neck.

“Just a little.” I breathe out. “It still felt good.” I turn my head to look at him, staring into his eyes.

“Promise it wasn’t bad?” He says.

“Chris it was perfect.”

“Promise?” He asks.

I smile softly at him before closing my eyes and leaning my head against his shoulder. “Promise.”

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I’m trying so hard to work on requests but I literally have 15 and two series that I’m working on 😢

But I’m almost done with a requested Chris smut 🥰

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Snaps from Secret Bf! Chris part three

Part one

Part two

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more secret bf snaps or mods will bomb ur house..

Girl wtf-