#✧₊⁺ fan!chris

[chlosallow]

fully introducing …

┃ 𖥔‧₊˚ ⊹ onlyfans!reader paired with fan!chris

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 how onlyfans!reader started ;

doll, a nickname fans have made for onlyfans!reader because of her doll like body, started an onlyfans a few months after her mom kicked her out of her house. doll was quick to inform a friend of hers, letting her stay at her house so she could find a job as a dishwasher in a nice restaurant business. after a few months, doll had enough money to rent herself a small room in an apartment complex. but her dishwasher job was barely enough money to keep her in her apartment. so after a few hours of scrolling on social media to find ways to make money quick, she found onlyfans. she was hesitant at first, not feeling comfortable showing random people, most likely old men, her body. she didn’t want to risk her job or risk any family/friends finding out. but she needed the money. so after a week of debating, she signed up. she had bought a camera and set it up, trying to find the best spot for the camera. she had found one, allowing her face to be above the camera, her breast and down showing only. that would work, her face couldn’t been seen and no one has ever seen her naked before, no one would recognize her. she had filmed a few videos at first, not being able to get off in front of a camera, trashing the videos and forgetting about them. after a few tries, she had finally managed to get comfortable getting off in front of the camera. she had posted her video online, going to work immediately after. but when she came back from her dishwasher job, she had found that her video blew up. after more videos and doll getting more and more comfortable, she had gotten money to fulfill her fan’s request, getting new toys and lingerie her followers wanted. with this new attention, her comments filled with how her body looked like a doll, keeping her face hidden in each video.

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ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 how fan!chris started ;

bored was an understatement of chris was. hours of scrolling through every social media platform, pepsi bottles piling up on his table side next to his bed. he had never been one to get into others drama when they post it online, scrolling right past it and finding a video to spark his interest, but for some odd reason, he watched the video on his phone. a girl on tiktok, dissing people, girls, on onlyfans about selling their body for money. naming specific names, such as the user @d0llyg1rl. the name threw chris off. was that the girls real name? dolly? he went to his browser app and searched only fans, shifting in his bed as his eyes narrowed. he knew he if this dolly girl needed money, he could cancel his subscription. he didn’t mind paying a few bucks for something. after a hot second, he found the account the girl was talking about and his jaw dropped. each thumbnail looked more and more interesting. at first, it was a nice body and her slick hands on her stomach. it soon started to have nice lingerie on or toys in her slick hands. he swallowed hard, looking down at his already hard erection. he clicked her most recent video, watching it with wide eyes. her heavenly moans, the whimpers she tried to hide. he could see her hair on her shoulders, wanting so badly to see her face. as he watched the video, his hand slipping under his boxers and stroking himself off to a video of this girl, he understood why her user was what it was now. doll. she was an absolute doll. once the video had ended, he almost groaned, wanting to see more of her shaking as the vibrator pressed against her folds. he looked back down at his sweatpants and boxers that’s now at his knees and his hand stroking himself, seeing the precum leaking from his tip. he decided to watch multiple videos of her, getting off at least three times to the perfect body. once he was done, he decided to message her, knowing he wouldn’t get a reply back. he just needed her to know that she was perfect.

@chrissturniolo wants to send a message to @d0llyg1rl ;

“you. my god, your absolute perfection dollface. you made me cum like i hadn’t in a while. thank you for that.”

after a few hours, chris was out at dinner with his brothers, waiting for their food. chris was sipping on his pepsi out of his straw as his found went off with a notification. he slipped his phone out of his pocket and he almost spit out his drink as he saw the notification.

@d0llyg1rl accepted your message request ;

“oh? well good thing you found me then. it was my pleasure.”

@mattspolitank @h3arts4harry @bernardsbendystraws

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[l3v5ha]

#MILCHICK: don't i get a dream for myself?

[mattythemuch]

Matt been looking pretty tasty lately

I just wanna…peel his clothes off(my video btw)

[throatgoat4u]

ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 warm me up

guys….. hour on the stair master and my legs are COOKED. i’m gonna die 🥲. this is my parting gift!

“chris,” you mumble, half-asleep, your voice muffled against his chest.

“hmm?” his response is lazy, the vibration of his voice rumbling beneath your cheek.

you shift closer, if that’s even possible, tangling your legs with his and burying yourself deeper into his warmth. “cold.”

chris doesn’t say anything—just pulls the blanket up higher, tucking it around you before his arm tightens around your waist. his lips brush your forehead, lingering there for a moment longer than necessary.

“better?” he murmurs, voice softer now.

“mmhmm,” you hum, nuzzling against him. “you’re warm.”

“ ’s ‘cause y’ steal all my heat,” he teases, but his tone is laced with nothing but affection.

you smile, barely keeping your eyes open. “don’t mind sharing, do you?”

“nah.” his lips press against your temple this time, a feather-light kiss. “always yours.”

sleep tugs at your eyelids, but you catch his quiet, “love you,” before you drift off, wrapped up in him and the warmth of everything that feels like home.

© throatgoat4u

[y3sterdaysproblem]

this is the most identical they’ve ever looked

[larvamars]

morning with Chris 🌤

[sturn777]

MOVIE NIGHT WITH CHRIS

chris had been testing you all night.

it started with the little things—the way he pulled you into his side, fingers idly tracing your thigh, lips brushing against your temple like he wasn’t up to something. but the second his hand slid beneath the blanket, resting just a little too high, his fingers flexing against your skin, you knew exactly where this was going.

"chris," you warned, voice low.

he hummed, feigning innocence, his lips ghosting along your jaw. "what?"

"we’re supposed to be watching the movie."

he chuckled, his breath warm against your skin. "yeah? then why are you squeezing your thighs together?"

your face burned, but before you could come up with a weak excuse, his fingers slipped between your legs, pressing right where you needed him most.

"chris," you hissed, hips jerking into his touch.

"shh," he murmured, dragging his fingers along the damp fabric of your shorts. "gonna let me take care of you, baby?"

you nodded before you could think, and that was all he needed. in one swift motion, he was pulling you onto his lap, your knees pressing into the couch on either side of his thighs.

the movie played on, but you weren’t paying attention anymore. not when chris was looking at you like that, his hands gripping your hips, guiding you over the growing bulge beneath his sweatpants.

"feel that?" he rasped, rolling his hips up to meet yours. "been hard since you cuddled up to me, sweetheart."

you whimpered, your nails digging into his shoulders as he pulled your shorts to the side, dragging himself through your folds.

"always so needy for me," he murmured, tapping his tip against your clit, making you jolt. "go on, baby. take what you need."

you didn’t waste a second, sinking down on him, your mouth falling open at the stretch.

chris groaned, his hands tightening on your hips as he let his head fall back against the couch. "fuck, just like that, baby."

you moved on instinct, rolling your hips, grinding down on him until the pleasure was overwhelming, until you were whimpering his name.

chris was watching you now, his eyes dark, his hands guiding your movements, his lips twitching into a smirk.

"atta girl," he murmured, voice thick with desire. "knew you'd give in."

© STURN777

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[fallingformatt]

SEXUAL TENSION M.S.

bsf!Matt x fem!reader

summary: the sexual tension between you and your best friend Matt causes you two to ‘talk it out’ in the car

based on these requests available: here, here

warnings: filthy ass smut bro

word count: 3.2k

a/n: I’ve been so busy with work, but im glad i finally found the time to write something hope yall enjoy it :) this post is not proofread

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"Wait do you like him?" my friend asks with a smirk on her lips as she playfully pushes my shoulder.

I was hanging out with my friend at the beach tanning, eating some grapes, swimming and just taking in the sun.

"I don't know, it's like this weird sexual tension between us like I just feel that hot and bothered vibe coming from him," I say to my friend as I twirl a strand of my hair between my fingers.

"As in general or like just around you?" She asks me while raising an eyebrow. "Girl I don't know, we don't talk about how often we get laid," I say with a serious tone. "You should then," she answers as one corner of her lips rises up followed by a wink. "Can we not? I'm not asking Matt if he wants to fuck me or just fuck in general, let's change the subject," I say now slightly annoyed about how long this topic has dragged on.

I have to admit though, in the past couple of weeks there have been moments of strong sexual tension between me and my best friend Matt. I don't know what it is but every time we hang out in a group setting, I feel him throwing glances at me while fidgeting with his rings practically undressing me with his eyes, his eyes seem to scan me up and down, eventually meeting mine every time, his stare would get this hint of hunger like he's been starving for something, so I went for advice to my friend but she doesn't have a serious bone in her body so it obviously didn't go far.

Not even a second later I heard my phone ring. I turn it facing up to look who's calling. My friend leans in pushing up her sunglasses to see the caller as well. "Oh it's Matt, you should ask him if he's down to fuck," she says with a huge smile plastered across her face. "You're so funny," I say sarcastically as I roll my eyes before answering the phone.

"Hey!" I say as I bring up the phone to my ear.

"Hey, what are you up to?" Matt asks.

"Nothing much, I'm at the beach with a friend," I say as I turn my head to look at her, as soon as I do so, I see her standing on her knees humping the air before she points to my phone laughing. I instantly facepalm regretting that I even mentioned something to her.

"Hello, are you there?" I hear on the phone.

I snap back as I remember that I'm currently on the phone with Matt.

"Yeah sorry, what did you say," I say.

"I asked if the weather is nice, am I really that boring?" Matt says.

"No I was just looking at my friend, she was kicking down someone's sand castle," I lie as I search around with my free hand for something to throw at my friend. "Yeah the weather is nice, the water is really warm too, what are you doing?" I continue.

"I'm driving home, do you want to do something later?" Matt asks and I see my friend walking over to me kneeling next to me pressing her ear against my phone trying to hear what Matt is saying.

"Yeah I'm down, do you have something in mind?" I answer as I try to push my friend away with my elbow staring at her and shaking my head.

"Chris and Nick really want to see you, so I was thinking we could go to topgolf, and get something to eat after that," he offers.

I see my friend nodding her head up and down signaling me to say yes. How did she even hear that is beyond me.

"Yeah I'm down, should be fun," I say.

"Alright I'll pick you up at 7, see you then," he says before ending the call

I look down next to me and see one grape lying in the sand, without giving it a second thought, I pick it up and throw it at my friend. "You're such a child," I say as I roll my eyes smiling. "You still love me," she says sitting down smiling, finally relaxing after being on my case this whole time.

The sun had started to set and we decided to head back to my friend's house. The beach is like a 10 minute walk from her place. "What time is he picking you up?" My friend asks me.

"He's picking me up at 7, but it's not like you didn't know that already, you're so nosy," I say as I look down at my phone to see the time. "Shit it's 6:27 pm already, there's no way I'm gonna get back to my house and get ready in time.

"You can just get ready at my place," she offers. I nod and pull out my phone from my pocket and text Matt the new address.

We go into her house and I drop my bag at the door running for the bathroom to shower. I turn on the water and hop in.

"Are you really that excited to see him?" my friend asks as she opens the door to the bathroom. "What do you mean?" I ask her. "I mean you rushed to take a shower so fast, surely you're excited to meet up with him," she says as I hear her turning on the sink to wash her hands. "I'm literally just showering, I don't want to be sweaty, covered in sand, and gross, no matter who I'm meeting up with," I defend myself. "Whatever you say," my friend says as she leaves the bathroom.

I hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body. I went past the kitchen to my friend's room. I open the door and she's sitting in front of her vanity doing her skincare playing some music in the background.

My eyes lay upon an outfit lying down on her bed, it's a short jean skirt and a black lace tank top, I raise my eyebrow in confusion "What's this?" I ask. "It's an outfit for you to wear," she answers, I tilt my head. "Well unless you're gonna go to topgolf in sweats and a bathing suit, you should wear what's on the bed," she exclaims. "But this is what I would wear if we went clubbing not something I would wear hanging out with friends," I answer. "Trust me on this one," my friend replies. "You seriously need to move on," I say as I grab the outfit and put it on.

I check my phone to see the time, 7:05 pm it reads and as I was about to put down my phone I receive a text from Matt.

"I'm here" that's all the text says.

"I have to go," I say to my friend as I stand up from her vanity and head for the door. "Wait, just one more thing," she says as she runs over to me with a perfume bottle and sprays a few sprays on me. "What's that?" I ask. "It's a pheromone perfume, it's supposed to make guys crazy," she says, smiling proudly holding the bottle. I just sigh as I go for the door. "This way we'll find out if he wants to fuck in general or if he wants to fuck you!" my friend says happily, waving at me as I exit.

I get in the front seat as I see that Chris is sitting at the back. "Hey," Nick exclaims. "Hey," I say to everyone as I put on my seatbelt. "You look good," Matt says as he turns his head looking me up and down and Nick nods his head in agreement. "Thanks, guys," I say and we start driving. We're now driving for about 15 minutes, there's music blasting through the whole car as Nick and Chris are arguing, trying to scream over the loud music about which is the best spongebob episode making me giggle from time to time.

We're stopped at a red light and as I'm scrolling through my phone I feel someone's eyes on me, I pick up my head and see Matt looking at me, there it is again, that hungry stare, he's looking me up and down before his eyes again meet mine. I see him bite his lower lip before a little smirk creeps up on his lips. "You look so fucking good," he says, making me smile, his voice was deeper than usual. He turns his head to focus on the road again as the light turns green.

This is the vibe I was talking about with my friend earlier, we've never had this kind of tension between us before.

I turned my head back to see if Chris and Nick noticed his comment, and no they were still arguing, but the topic of the argument had changed to waffles and pancakes.

"We're here," Matt says as the car stops and he pulls out the keys from the engine and we all exit the car. As we go in, Nick goes to registration and pays for all of us. We all walk to our playing area and we all get something to snack on and some drinks.

"I'm up first," Matt says as he walks over to the playing area, he sets up the ball and swings the golf club. Next up is Nick, he does the same, now it's my turn, I walk up to the playing area, set up the ball, and take a swing with my golf club, I miss completely and I turn my head to look at everyone laughing, well almost everyone, Matt is the only one who's not laughing, which made me less embarrassed, I guess that's what best friends are for. "You need any help?" He asks, I nod my head and he stands up walking over to me.

I set myself up to take a shot and Matt walks over standing behind me, he puts his hands over mine "You have to hold the club tightly, okay?" Matt says as he tightens his grip around my hands. "Keep your back straight," he says and I straighten my back, which causes my butt to brush against his crotch. He inhales sharply before he continues, "Now swing," he says as he guides my hands with his swinging them to the side before hitting the golf ball and watching it fly away. I turn around to face Matt, "thank you," I say as I give him a hug. Before I get to pull away I feel his arm around the back of my neck as he leans into my ear, "you did so good," he says as he lets me go a slight grin forming on his lips, we walk back to the lounge area and Chris stands up as it is his turn now.

I was now sitting watching them play as I understood pretty quickly that there wasn't gonna be a golfer made out of me. Throughout the night I kept noticing Matt's glances, he's now sitting across from me, and he's staring me up and down as he's fidgeting with his rings. His gaze sends shivers down my spine, making me actually shiver and Nick notices.

"Are you cold? I left a sweater in the car, Matt can get it," he offers, " yeah that would be nice," I say as I look back at Matt and he seems to snap back into reality not really understanding what's going on.

"Come on Matt, I'm gonna go with you to get the sweater," I say to help him understand what's going on, he nods and stands up and we start walking to the car. I was actually glad that I managed to get him alone, I needed to understand what was going on with him, but I didn't want to ask with everyone around.

As we get to the car he unlocks it and I get into the front passenger seat and lean back to get the sweater Nick was talking about, as I grab the sweater I hear the door open, I turn my head to look and I see Matt leaning down, his arm resting against the open door. "You ready?" He asks. "No get in," I say as I lean back into my seat, placing the sweater in my lap. Matt gets in the car and closes the door. "What's up?" He asks. "I should be asking you that," I answer and Matt tilts his head confused by my statement.

"What's going on with you?" I ask. "What do you mean?" He answers me with a question not understanding what I'm talking about. I take a deep breath slightly nervous about what I'm going to say next, but I needed some clarity so I knew I had to ask. "Past couple of weeks you have been zoning out, staring at me," I state, I watch his face, waiting for his reaction. His expression grows dark, and once again his glare turns dark.

"You're driving me fucking insane, " he says his voice getting deeper again, "you don't know what you're doing to me, your sent, your presence," he says as he moves his stare from my eyes to my lips before licking his. "Tell me," I say as I put my arm on his bicep. "How about I show you instead," he says as a smirk appears on his lips. He leans over and grabs the outer side of my thigh, signaling me to move. I cautiously move over the center console his arms grabbing and holding my ass for support as he guides me to sit in his lap.

Without any warning he pushes his lips onto mine, kissing me roughly. One of my hands travel to his hair and the other one rests on his chest, his hands travel to my hips, pushing and guiding them back and forth, I let out a quiet moan as I break the kiss, "Matt this is wrong," I say as I try to calm down my breathing. "I don't care, I want you," he says as he smashes his lips back onto mine and I give into the kiss, he moves from my lips to my cheek and down to my jawline, his one hand still guiding my hips back and forth as the other hand moves over my ass grabbing it and slapping it.

I'm not fighting him and give into his touch fully, I throw my head back as I feel my panties getting wet and a moan slips past my lips, Matt takes advantage and attacks my neck, leaving wet kisses, slipping in a few bites as he's sucking on my sensitive skin leaving marks.

"Move up," he says, his voice is demanding. I move my ass up, both of my hands move to his shoulders as I hold them for support. He quickly unbuckles his belt and bucks up his hips sliding his jeans down along with his boxers. Matt's hand travels to my panties, he rubs against my clothed clit before sliding them to the side with one quick motion. He places his hands on my waist pushing me down and signaling me to sit down again.

He pushes his lips on my neck leaving sweet kisses around the dark marks he had created, he leans back and his eyes lock onto the hickeys, "pretty," he says as he grabs my jaw, his thumb brushing over the bruised, sensitive skin.

Matt grabs my ass as he moves me slightly up, positioning his dick against my entrance before pushing me down, I let my head fall on the nape of his neck as my elbows rest on his shoulders, my hands roaming his hair, I let out a moan as I start to move my hips.

"You feel so good princess," Matt groans, his hand tightly around my waist as the other one holds a tight grasp on my ass, his nails digging into my skin as I become a hot mess on top of him. "Matt," I moan out, my movements are sloppy and sensual.

"We can't be gone for too long," Matt whispers in my ear and suddenly fastens his thrusts underneath me. A sudden feeling of overbearing pleasure comes over me as I throw my head back no longer able to control my breath, moans and whimpers leave my mouth before I bite my lower lip trying to be quiet. "Baby don't be quiet, I'll make you scream my name," Matt growls deeply as his hand travels to my lower back holding me for support.

"Will you?" I manage to slip out between my moans as I start to grind faster on his cock. "You're such a brat," he says as his hand wraps around my hair pulling my head backward. His lips attack my collarbone, he's sucking and pulling on my skin slipping in a few bites, I hiss at the pain, "not so brave anymore huh," he says as he detaches from my collarbone before leaving a trail of kisses up my neck before meeting my lips.

"I'm," I whimper, my hands roaming around for something to hold onto as I feel my climax approach me. "You're?" Matt asks proudly as he's the one making me unable to finish my sentence. "Close," I manage to moan out between his hard thrusts and my grinding as we move in sync. "What was that huh?" He chuckles. I grab the collar of his shirt to pull myself together as I gather my strength to form a sentence.

"I'm so close Matt don't stop," I blur out, I feel my walls closing around his twitching cock. "You take my dick so well baby," Matt moans out sending me over the edge. "Matt," I scream out as my orgasm takes over me. Matt lets out a low growl-like moan, as I feel his seed pumping into me. I push my lips against his in order not to scream as I ride out my high.

"Oh my god Matt," I say as I move off of his cock and back to the seat next to him. "You did so good princess," he says as he leans in and kisses my forehead before he pulls up his pants. "We should get back," Matt says and I nod in agreement. I take Nick's sweater and pull it over my head putting it on.

As we step out of the car, I close the door and fix my short denim skirt and I see Matt fixing his belt. "I'm gonna leave the window slightly open," he says slightly chuckling pointing to the windows that had fully fogged up and I let out a small laugh as well.

"What took you two so long," Nick says as he looks at us and we try not to look suspicious. "We were talking," I say confidently, I see Nick shifting his eyes from Matt to me, and his eyes fall down to my neck as a smirk appears on his lips, "you got something here," Nick says as he brushes over his own neck with two fingers. My eyes immediately shoot to Matt as I slap his shoulder from the back.

I guess there definitely was some sexual tension between us that needed to be resolved.

[capibuck]

Steve loses his mother

Steve can no longer pretend that he doesn't hurt, one rainy afternoon he just breaks down crying with the only person who always supports him. That day Bucky stayed at Steve's house, the next day too, and the next. Bucky promised him that he would never leave Steve alone, 'till the end of the line.

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[liiixsturniolos]

| bf!Chris eating you out !! ⊹₊ ⋆ <smut>

Chris groans against you.

The pulsing vibration rippling through your skin and adding to the already overwhelming pleasure of his tongue sucking across your pussy.

Every small groan he whines sends a shock wave through your legs, the beautiful sounds he makes continue to tease you, further over the edge.

His lips are glued around your clit, lazily sucking it into his mouth and running his tongue gently and slowly over it.

He's slowly pulling the knot in your abdomen tighter with each euphoric motion, circling your clit as if he owns it.

His hands wander over your hips, grasping them tightly, keeping you in place.

You hadn't even asked him for this. He'd begged to do it...

You'd always secretly loved that he liked to do this. You just didn't realise until now how much he really liked to do this.

The pleasure that he coaxes out of you, from seeing you like this, feeling your body relax with pleasure.

He moans into your clit, licking, and sucking as fast as he can now, "come.." he whispers, his mouth still around you as he says it.

You do, releasing into his mouth, feeling it drip out of you, and him happily drink it up, as his whines softly while doing so, gripping your thigh as he searches for every last drop.

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[vakariaan]

ultimate ships challenge - [1/10] movie otps

Nicholas/Mia  »  The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement

Just think how lovely she'll look on our postage stamp.

[chlosallow]

┃onlyfans!reader x fan!chris

“such a doll for me” by — @chlotapcs

.ᐟ background information and intro of my au posted here. .ᐟ

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phone sex. was doll really having phone sex? i mean, she’s gotten comfortable showing her body on onlyfans but this felt so much different. she was calling someone and actually touching herself in front of him. christopher. he somehow convinced her to call him and actually show him her body. she was nervous, yeah, but she also told him that she was still hiding her face. he put up a fight but dealt with it. at least he was actually talking to her. even outside of onlyfans. he got her number.

doll now naked and exposed in front of her phone camera, staring down at chris who was pantless in front of his camera. his shirt covering his v-line as his hand wraps around the base of his length. dolls hand was resting on her stomach, her fingers slightly twitching as she sucks her bottom lip inbetween her teeth.

“come on.. just act like i’m your other fans.” chris murmurs out to doll, watching as her fingers slowly move to her wet folds, parting them. chris let’s out a small breath, his eyes narrowing as he begins to slowly move his hand, stroking himself.

doll, who was breathing heavily, let’s her newly french tipped painted nails dip inside her. her tongue pokes out to wet her bottom lip, imagining chris’s long fingers that were wrapped around his thick length inside her.

“oh fuck dollface..” chris breaths out, his eyes slightly widening as if he hasn’t seen this in doll’s only fan videos. she sees his throat bop as he swallows hard, his fingers readjusting and wrapping tighter around himself.

“yeah..? like what you see..?” doll whispers, her eyes staring into the camera as she watches every single movement chris does. his hips thrusting up to meet his strokes, his fingers readjusting if his hand gets sweaty, his brows furrowing as he finds a pace to find him crazy for a second, his head leaning back and his eyes closing, letting himself relax.

“hell yeah doll, you know that” chris nods as his hips rock against his hand, dolls fingers diving deeper into herself as a small quiet moan escapes her lips. the second chris hears her moan, his hand moves faster. a groan escapes his parted lips as his cock twitches in hands.

doll’s fingers begin to move faster inside her as she shifts in her spots, lifting her hips slightly to find a new position making her hips rut up. her head falls back on his chair, chris seeing her chin and immediately focusing on her completely, his hand slowing down. her hips grinding against her fingers, completely forgetting about not showing her face. her chest rises and falls, chris eyes falling to her breasts.

“sh- fuck.. chris..” doll moans out, feeling her walls clenching around her two fingers. her stomach sucking in her free hand moving up to breasts. her hands playing, squeezing and pulling her nipple in between her fingers.

“yeah doll..? you close?” chris murmurs out, his words slightly slurred as he looks down, seeing the precum leaking from his tip. he moves in a fast steady pace, his cock twitching and his hips thrusting up. doll just nods, knowing if she parts her lips, she’d let out a moan.

chris and doll both move their hand and fingers faster, feeling themselves getting closer and closer to their climax. groans escaping chris’s lips, whimpers and moans escaping doll’s. doll feels her walls clench, her orgasm coming close, moving her fingers faster to reach her climax. doll could see chris’s thighs shaking, showing her how close he was to cumming right in his own hand.

“you gonna cum f’me?” doll whispers and just those four words are enough to absolutely make chris lose it. an actual moan, a loud one, fills doll’s ears as she watches him let go, reaching his orgasm and letting his cum coat his hand, stomach and even hitting his chest.

that’s when doll loses it. she throws her head back once more as she legs go, moving her fingers out of her and moving to rub fast circles on her clit. she reaches her climax, letting herself go, cumming alongside with chris. after both of them fuck out their orgasms, they let out a deep breath. chris wipes his hand on a towel near by, picking up his phone and looks at the bare doll in front of him, her face still hidden above the camera.

“so fuckin’ pretty..” chris mutters as he shakes his head, looking at the mess doll made. doll just hums, nodding as she slowly moves her hand away from between her thighs, resting her wet fingers in her stomach.

“you go get yourself cleaned up doll, text me when your done, yeah?” chris says, his tone soft but demanding at the same time.

“yeah..” doll nods and slowly shifts, being careful of not showing her face, picking up her phone and keeping the camera pointed to the ceiling.

“that’s a good girl. such a doll f’me..” chris mutters before bringing the camera to his face and smile slightly. he had a light pink blush on his cheeks, his eyes slightly faded over. doll smiles even though chris couldn’t see her.

chris move the camera and kisses it quickly before whispering a quiet “bye dollface” hanging up the phone right after. doll quickly puts the phone down and covers her face, smiling like an idiot.

“oh. my. god..!” doll squeals, quickly picking herself up to clean herself, wanting to text chris back as soon as she can.

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🕊️a whore's fairytale masterlist🕊️

summary - you come to find out that the man you grew up alongside isn't the same after the royal ball.

warning - smut, dub-con, death, violence, creampie, kidnapping, slight stockholm syndrome, swearing, obsession.

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

Y/n-Odette and Steve had known each other since she was a baby. Upon Steve meeting her when she was born, their parents had been planning Steve’s marriage to Y/n-Odette. Over the years as the two grew, they despised each other, causing their parents to worry which they would then be forced to be together every summer. 

You had been dreading today. You wished to stay home but your father would not allow it. You sat in the carriage, staring out at the scenery, hoping you could distract your mind from having to see Steve again. 

Steve squirmed impatiently, thinking of anything that wasn’t you. A stupid, silly girl. Steve groaned quietly as he went to meet you in the ballroom until he stopped, his heart began to thump. Your smile made him feel weak in the knees. You had the same face, hair and eyes as Y/n-Odette but seemed to be someone quite different. 

“Hello, Steve.” You speak, smiling softly.

Steve couldn’t speak, he wondered if you were the same girl he had grown up with. He returned your smile, holding out his arm for you to take. He felt his heart skip as you accepted, taking his arm and together you walked onto the dance floor as the music began to play. Steve felt so happy, like he was dancing on air.

After that night, you and Steve had spent the rest of the summer together. Steve dreamed of you, he awoke each morning eager to see you. When he was with you he felt overjoyed, but he was also tongue-tied and could not tell you how he felt. Steve couldn’t imagine living without you, it was almost like an obsession had begun to grow within him. 

The summer had come to an end and it was your time to leave. You and Steve decided to dance all night at the royal ball, love burned so bright that the whole ballroom could practically feel it. You smiled up at the handsome prince but inside you could feel a tug of sadness. You couldn’t bear to leave him, he had given you so much love over the summer but he had never declared it. You hoped he would finally tell you how he felt tonight.

As the music came to a stop, so did you and Steve. You both shared a long glance, waiting, searching, hoping. 

Steve suddenly turned to the guests with a giant grin. “Arrange the wedding!”

The noise around you suddenly stopped, everyone was speechless. 

“Wait!” You called out. 

“What is it?” Steve pleaded, “You’re all I ever wanted. You’re beautiful!” 

“Thank you,” You replied, “But… What else?” You knew deep down in your soul that Steve loved you as much as you loved him, so surely he wanted you more than your beauty? You just needed him to say it. 

Steve stared blankly, he really had no clue. “What else?”

Your heart dropped. “Is beauty all that matters to you?” You asked, your father and his mother stood dumbfounded, they were so close. 

Steve swallowed hard. “I… Er… What else is there?” He asked.

Your heart sank even further. You had been wrong, Steve did not love you at all. You turned and swiftly exited the ballroom, taking the hopes of two kingdoms with you. 

You and Steve barely said goodbye as you left. He watched as you departed with shock and bitter disappointment. 

Steve sits as Lord Rogers paces the royal sitting room. “What else is there?” He mockingly spoke. “She says, ‘Is beauty all that matters?’ and you say, “What else is there?!” 

“It was dumb, I know.” Steve replies, hanging his head as he tries to think.

The weather outside was not helping his mood. It seemed to match the sadness he felt deep within. 

“You should write a book.” Rogers continued. “How to Offend Women in Five Syllables or Less.” Rogers leans forward, flicking Steve’s forehead. “Think!” He urged. “You must see something other than Y/n-Odette’s beauty!” 

“Of course I do, Rogers!” Steve begins to stumble as he thinks. “She’s… Well, you know. And then, well… Er…” 

Lord Rogers rolled his eyes. 

“Oh, I just don’t know how to say it!” Steve finally blurted out, and then he added. “I know, I’ll prove it to her. I’ll prove my love!” He nods to himself before muttering. “I’ll make her mine. I’ll make her see how I see her.” Steve stands, swiftly exiting the room as he begins to form a plan. 

Meanwhile inside the carriage, your father shakes his head sadly. “I just don’t understand.” He looks at you, watching as you continue to look out and into the forest. “What else did you want him to say?” 

You bite your bottom lip softly before letting it go as you turn to look at your father. “I just need to know that he loves me.” 

Suddenly the horses whined and bucked, causing the carriage to stop. “What on Earth–?” King William, your father turned the door handle and stepped out. Beyond the horses, a large man was blocking their path. Although the man stood in the shadows, King William recognised him instantly. He had watched him grow from a small child but he could feel something was off and with one look at you, he orders. “Stay inside, Y/n-Odette.” He closes the door and takes a step forward, his guards moved to encircle him, spears drawn.

“Steve, what are you doing out here so late? How did you get here?” The King had never felt this kind of fear before, it was as though something had possessed the man before him. He looks around, brows furrowed as he sees no way for Steve to have gotten there without them noticing. “You must be cold, my boy. Why don’t you hop inside our carriage and we can take you back to your mother. I am sure she’s worried.” 

Steve chuckles and the sound causes The King to stumble, it sounded so dark, so chilling. “I can’t have you do that, sir.” 

The Kind and Steve’s mother had always wanted the two of you together but at this moment, he didn’t know this man. At this moment, King William would do anything to protect you. He could feel strong amounts of power radiating off of Steve, darkness he had never felt before. King William steps back towards the carriage, his guards moving forward slightly, protecting him and you. 

Steve’s eyes sweep over them all, causing a shiver to run through their bodies. “Why are you scared?” Steve takes a small step forward, his foot sinking into the soil beneath him. 

King William clears his throat, straightening his back. “We are not scared. Why don’t you come back with us? Then we can take you back in the morning.” His head whips around as he hears you scream, his eyes widen as he sees Steve’s best friend pulling you from the carriage. 

Thumps can be heard and The King whips back around only for his eyes to widen as Steve stands toe-to-toe with him and his guards lay dead around them. “I said, I can’t have you do that, sir. I want Y/n-Odette and as long as she has you, she will never fully devote herself to me.” Steve towers over the short King, making him seem as tiny as an ant. “I may have screwed up this evening but she will be mine.” 

“S–Ste–” King William is cut off by Steve’s hand gripping his throat, his eyes bulged and skin begins to turn purple. 

Everything had turned black after you were pulled from the carriage, unaware of what had happened with your father. You woke up surrounded by water but you felt weird causing you to look down, shock and fear shoot through you as you see white. You were no longer in your body, instead of a human body it had been replaced with that of a swans. 

“Y/n–Odette.” Hope ran through you as you heard Steve’s voice, your eyes darting around until they landed on his large figure. “You’re finally awake, my little swan.” That hope that had built inside of you had come crashing down once you realised that he wasn’t there to save you. Your body moves, gliding across the water, distancing yourself away from the man you thought you had known. “Don’t let the small spell make you sad, Y/n–Odette. It doesn’t last the whole day, as soon as the moon comes up…” 

Steve didn’t need to finish, creeping across the lake the moonlight touched your wing. Water began to swirl from below, your swan-like self rose upward in a shimmering golden-grey light, transforming you into your human form. 

Steve grins. “That’s how it will be until you are mine, Little Swan.” He said as you landed gently on the shore. “You have to be on the lake, of course and when the moonlight touches your wings, you’re human!” 

You turned away from him, betrayal blossoming within you. Your thoughts went to your father. “My father… Is he okay?” 

“Define okay…” 

You spun around, eyes wide and full of tears. “What did you do to him?!” 

Steve merely shrugs. “I may have killed him.” 

You gasp, reeling back as the tears begin to slowly fall. “Y–you…” 

Steve moves closer, his hand reaching out to touch your cheek but you move your head. His brows furrow as anger seeps in but he shakes it off, allowing you this. “Killed him, yes. I had to, otherwise I couldn’t have you, Y/n-Odette.”

“You can’t have me now, Steve! You killed my father! You kidnapped me and trapped me at this lake forever!” Your eyes meet his, so many emotions swirl around behind them. “I could’ve gotten over you only liking me for my looks but this… This is too much. You’re not the man I thought you were. The man I grew to love…” 

“Now, don’t speak like that, Y/n-Odette. Sooner or later you are going to cave into being mine. You’ll learn to love this version of me.” He grabs your chin, ignoring how you fight against his hold and places a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Don’t fight it, little swan. You’ll be mine soon.” And with those words, he leaves. Leaving you alone and broken, your body hits the ground as sobs break free, your pain filling the forest around you. 

Days, weeks, maybe even months go by without you giving into Steve and his advances. No matter what he did, you remained silent and distant. You began to enjoy your swan form, using it as an excuse to escape your human problems. 

On the other hand, Steve was slowly losing it. He began taking his anger out on everyone else, those who loved and admired him, now feared him. His mother thought that it had something to do with your disappearance and your father’s death. Only if she knew the truth would she hate the man her son became.

Steve grew impatient, he didn’t understand why you weren’t his already. Why did you have to be so stubborn? Did you not see how much he loved you? “What else do I have to do, Buck? She’s supposed to be mine.” He put his head in his hands. His best friend watched him from the doorway, arms crossed. 

“I don’t think you’re being rough enough. You’re being too sweet on her, Steve. A woman like her needs rough handling, someone to dominate her.” Bucky pushes off of the wall and moves closer to his friend. “You need to stop playing Mr. Nice guy.” 

Steve nods, standing and patting Buck’s shoulder with a smile. “You’re right, Buck.” His smile slowly turns into a smirk. “I guess it’s time to go get my girl.” And with that, he walks out of the castle and into the woods. 

Steve reached his destination the moment moonlight shone on the lake, watching golden-grey swirls appear as your form changes from swan to human. He grins, sauntering straight towards you. “Little swan. As beautiful as ever.” He shakes off the strange feeling that appears when you brush off his words, already ignoring and moving away from him. Too bad Steve had already reached you before you could distance yourself further. 

He pulls you closer to him, gripping your chin roughly as he forces you to look him in the eyes. “I don’t appreciate this attitude, Y/n-Odette. You’re mine and I am going to make you see that whether you like it or not.” You shiver under his hold as he growls. Steve pulls you over to a tree and pushes you up against it, your dress bunching up against your hips as he lifts you, wrapping your legs around his waist. 

Your pulse quickens and your eyes widen, you push against his shoulders with poor attempts. Deep down you wanted this, you just didn’t like the person he became. “N–no, no. Steve. You… You can’t do this. Please.” 

Steve caresses your cheek, smiling almost too sweetly at you. “You don’t have to pretend anymore, Y/n-Odette. You’re mine. We’re meant to be together.” His hand moves, gripping your chin with his thumb. His eyes fall to your lips as your mouth opens slightly. “I’m going to make you my wife, my Queen, little swan. Then you will bear my children.” 

You shake your head, ignoring how you throb at the thought. “I’m done waiting for you to give in, Y/n-Odette. You need to understand that you’re already mine.” Steve presses against you, feeling you throb against his clothed cock. “You feel that? That’s what you do to me, little swan.” A small whine slips through your lips. “Just give in. Let me make you feel good.” You gasp as he pulls you into a kiss, all thoughts leaving your mind as his lips begin to move, pulling you deeper into his hold. Steve nips your bottom lip, sliding his tongue inside as a moan escapes your mouth. 

You barely notice as he frees himself, sliding his hardened cock between your lips. Your grip tightens on his shoulders, pulling away slightly. “S–Steve…” 

His hand moves, caressing your cheek. “Shh, little swan. It’s okay.” Your mouth drops and eyes roll back as he slides into you, filling you to the brim with one thrust. “That’s my good girl, feel so good for me.” Steve grunts, pressing you into the tree harder while he holds back from roughly fucking into you. You go limp in his arms, never having felt this amount of pleasure before, not even the times when you had touched yourself. 

“O–oh… Steve…” 

Steve smirked to himself, “Is that all you needed, little swan? My cock? If I had known all I had to do was fuck you to get you like this, I would’ve done it along time ago.” You want to argue back, huff and disagree with him but he was right, you couldn’t think when he was inside of you. His grip on you tightens before he suddenly begins to fuck you, slowly pulling out only to roughly thrust back in. Your moans trapped in your throat and your back arches, pressing close to his. 

Steve grunts, his eyes locked on your face. He felt smug that the pleasure you were feeling was caused by him. He changes the angle of his hips, his cock sliding deeper inside of you, hitting spots you didn’t even know existed. Your hands grip Steve’s back, nails clawing into any skin you can find.

Steve’s hand moves up, his thumb swiping the necklace that lay around your neck. His hips not stopping as he stares deep into your eyes. “The moment I gave you this necklace, Y/n-Odette was the moment you became mine, there was no stopping this fate. You’re stuck with me, little swan.” 

Your walls clench around him as he claims you. His thrusts pick up as he begins to pound into you, chasing his release. He grips your hips and neck, pulling you into a deep kiss. The moment his lips meet yours, it feels like your mind has become cloudy, unable to think about anything other than the feeling of him inside you. You didn’t know how someone’s lips had the power to wipe your mind clean of any thoughts. 

Steve shoves a hand between your legs, his fingers finding your swollen clit and immediately pressing on it. Rolling it between his fingers before stroking it while his cock continues to hit deep inside. “Cum for me, little swan. Let me feel you milk my cock.” Steve groans, pressing closer to you as he whispers against your lips. 

Your head falls back against the tree, feeling your cunt pulse and throb as Steve continues to rub your swollen clit and thrust against the sweet spot deep inside you. “Go on, little swan. Cum for me.” Your eyes cross as Steve buries himself deep inside of you, your toes curl as you squeeze him. You feel your orgasm ripple through you, your moans echoing throughout the forest.

“My good little swan.” He growls out as he fucks into you before his cum shoots out, painting your walls a pretty white. As Steve softens inside of you, he pulls back to look at your face and grins almost evilly, the back of his hand stroking your cheek. “You’re going to make such a pretty Queen, little swan.”

You would learn that you may think you know someone but everyone has a little bit of darkness lurking within and you just happened to be the target.

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