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[chrissdollie]

Could you pls write something about chris with a gf who has an oral fixation which can get rly bad when she’s anxious leading to her biting on her nails or lips too much to the point of bleeding and chris being the best bf he is lets her suck on his fingers for stres relief and maybe even his dick 🎀

　𐔌　yummy, huh?　₊˚ ♡

︵︵　notes: reader has an oral fixation (duh), sfw + nsfw, finger sucking, oral (m receiving), soft dom chris, hinted dumbification, shy reader, pet names (baby, sweetheart, honey) ︵︵　word count: 1.2k

you'd been able to keep your nails a good length for a few weeks. little to no biting on the edges allowed them to grow longer than they usually were due to your bad habit.

but now, as you nervously sit in front of your computer on a zoom call with-- wow that's a lot of people... anyway, you bounce your leg on the floor, staring at your desired university's entrance exam. you're not even halfway through the test, it's only been like.. an hour?

your boyfriend, chris, who's only a few feet away from you, has attended this college for a year. you've been on campus more times than you can count, and you absolutely adore it there. everyone's so kind, and you always asked chris to explain what his classes were like to you. and it seemed like a place where you'd fit in perfectly. you wanted to get in, so so badly. the only issue is the overwhelming pressure.

anxiously, you bring your thumb to your mouth, nibbling on your lengthy nail as you reread the same prompt over and over again, unable to process a single word.

"hey, no. your nail baby."

you glance up from your laptop's bright screen to your boyfriend, whose gaze left his phone. you nod dumbly, snatching your finger away from your face and returning your attention back to the exam. yet not even ten seconds later, you're chewing on your pouty bottom lip, frustratedly picking at the lace trim of your tank top.

you hear a gentle sigh from across you, though you don’t bother to release your teeth from your slightly bloodied lip.

chris stands up from his chair, leaving his phone on the table. "is your camera off?" he asks, as you look up and shake your head, humming a soft "nuh uh" in response.

he nods to himself, picking up your laptop. he nudges his head over to the cozy sofa, leading the way as you pad your feet closely behind. he waits for you to sit down before laying your computer on your bare thighs and plopping down next to you. you get comfortable, nuzzling into your boyfriend as he wraps a beefy arm around your shoulder, his hand resting in front of your face.

“we talked about you hurting yourself honey,” he coos, swiping his thumb across the drop of blood and rubbing it into his index finger. he caresses your cheek all puffy with frustration as you huff quietly. he kisses your shoulder softly. “told ya you could .. use me— pause,” he giggles, squeezing his eyes shut.

you grin, leaning in closer to chris’ warmth. he hums and raises his eyebrows. “well— actually, you could ‘use me’ in that way too, just not right now,” he chuckles, rubbing his thumb between your lips.

he falls quiet for a few seconds, his steady breathing being the only noise. his thumb continues to glide across your mouth, subtly pushing its way inside. you realize what he’s doing now, and you feel almost too shy to follow his idea. closing your eyes, you let out a soft whine, a flush of embarrassment creeping over you.

chris giggles again, almost teasingly this time, and pushes his thumb past your lips. his painted nail rests beneath the roof of your mouth. you tentatively suck on the tip of his finger, trying your best not to scratch him with your teeth.

“atta girl,” he coos sweetly, pressing his back into the cushions. “now keep taking your test kay? don’t worry about me.”

“okay,” you whisper against his finger.

he grins proudly after a few minutes as you’re able to lock in to your studious mindset and fly by questions, your fingers clacking against the keyboard rapidly. you don’t notice, too absorbed in your exam, but chris slowly begins drifting off to sleep as you suck his thumb like a precious baby.

“yummy, huh?” he mutters, gently pressing more of his finger into your cavern. you throw him a playful side eye before delicately pressing your teeth into his skin. he yelps with a boyish cackle, digging his face into your arm. his thumb slips out a little, and you apologize with a giggle, grabbing his hand and guiding him back to your mouth.

you finish the test not too long after. you feel a wave of relief wash over you as you exit the zoom call after typing a quick, "thank you!" in the chat box. chris hums, watching you close your laptop with a dreamy sigh. his thumb gently slips from your mouth. you dumbly blink at him, kind of wishing he'd let it stay in. he giggles, kissing your shoulder again. his manspread unintentionally widens as a gentle smirk replaces his sweet laugh.

not even ten seconds passed before his semi-hard cock was out of his boxers and in your soft hands. forgoing your usual foreplay, you go straight ahead into sucking his tip with ease. he lets out a small hiss, gripping the back of your head with a large hand. his head falls back against the couch's fluffy cushion, softly playing with your hair.

soon his length is partially shoved in your mouth. chris picks up his head with pinched eyebrows. "haaah," he sighs, pushing some hair out of your face to stare at your full face and watery eyes. "teeth, baby, gentle," he coos, wiping a tear falling down your puffed out cheek. you pull up from his long dick to suckle on the top of his head, swirling your tongue around swiftly. he lightly moans when you place a gentle kiss right on his tip, whispering how good you are.

"s yummy h-huh?" he mutters for the second time, wishing he hadn't left his phone at the table so he could take a picture. you looked so ethereal like this, sweet and dumb as you take his cock. and you aren't even doing it for him, he's just a toy for you to use. he grunts at the thought, and seeing saliva drip past your lips. he hums contently, gently pulling you off him and sliding a finger under your chin. he bends down to where you are on the floor to lick up your spit and push it back to your mouth in a messy kiss. you don't speak when he slowly pulls away, mousily blinking back at him with your head all fuzzy and numb.

he caresses your face with a thumb. "whaddya say sweetheart?" he murmurs, planting a peck on your chin. your thighs rub together as you latch onto his leg. "thank you," you whisper, lightly biting your lip. chris chuckles, readjusting himself before pulling you onto his lap. he sways you slowly, whispering how proud of you he is and how you'll finally get to go to school together. before you know it, your eyes flutter shut, the soothing rocking lulling you into a peaceful doze.

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[chrissdollie]

rapper!chris x singer!reader hcs

a/n: lowkey a collab with @bambi-slxt bc of all the headcanons she sent me LMAOO thank u sweets!! <3

SFW

chri$ is definitely one of the more "soft" rappers. everyone knows that hes a lovesick puppy for you. he doesnt have ONE line including the words "my bitch". instead he replaces them with "my girl" OR "my wife" :((

i think he would 100% make an album fully dedicated to you. kinda like tyler the creator's "call me if you get lost" in a way. for example, in the song "HEAVEN TO ME", tyler explains his dreams. chris would rap about all of the things he wants to do with you and how he sees you in his life forever

he has many features on peace on the beach with my peach since its partially about your guys' sweet relationship! theres moments in the record where there are beautiful beats paired with your heavenly vocals and cute voice cracks while chri$ is dropping barssss (ill make a post ab lyrics i think he'd add)

sososososo supportive of your creative journey. he was with you as you wrote and planned out your extremely personal debut. he even helped out at the studio :c

but then you started adventuring some time after your 2nd-3rd album. you started experimenting with different genres/styles. you created storylines and visuals along with your music.

out of the two of you, chri$ is definitely more famous. anyhow, he got invited to the met gala and had u has his plus one obviously, where you both looked drop dead gorgeous!! i literally cannot see him wearing a basic ass suit and tie to the met. he has to be on your level and match your uniqueness which make you two stand out so much!

when you both got up the steps, he was being interviewed by emma chamberlin, who was also a fan of his. she asked about the creative process of his newly released album and he totallyy put you in the spotlight, saying "yn helped me a lott honestly. she's... literally a genius." he grins, turning to you while keeping his hand on your waist.

you guys like toying with the paparazzi when they're bothering you. you goofballs make silly faces right in the cameras so they back off

one time when you were being interviewed, your sweet boy wrapped his arms around your waist as he listened to you talk. you were a little nervous and stuttered a bit, but chris consoled you by rubbing small circles into your waist and whispering a gentle "it's okay baby" to your ear.

you fangirl on stage when you catch your boyfriend's eyes in the front row. sometimes you entirely stop what you're singing just to giggle and squeal "hiiii honey!!" while twirling your hair like a little girl. the audience cheers with screams when they realize chris is with them in the crowd-- but feels like its only you two in the stadium when he blows you a kiss (some corny shit he never thought he'd do) and mouth the words "i love you".

for the holidays, u two visit homeless shelters and childrens hospitals and perform for everybody <3

imagine just hanging out at the studio with him and your guys' friends. he's manspreading on a leather couch while massaging your feet resting in his lap as you write lyrics in your lap, your friends helping you out as you do.

you knew that somewhere down the line there was going to be some kind of beef. a popular rapper decided to call out chris for something he did years ago as a literal child. you both ignore it until he sends out a tweet about you. something around, "nd his bitch bad asf id hit fs but she a fuckin weirdass childish mf"

you ignore the fact he called u a "weirdass childish mf", you cant care less, many people dont vibe with ur ideas and thats okay!

u do however care about how his girlfriend would react to seeing him wanting to fuck you. and you'd met her before too, she was a little snobbish, but respectful nonetheless. you joked to your boyfriend about dropping your own diss track on him, but he actually seem intrigued. you shut it down almost immediately though, you didn't wanna make something small such a big deal

but at the next big event you guys went to, you found the rapper's girlfriend and showed her his tweet. she thanked you with a furious scowl on her face before she ran off and slapped the shit out of him in front of everybody

chris gets a custom made $5k chain that has ur name and little details that remind him of u around it :((

NSFW

speaking of that chain, he wears it whenever he pounds into you so you'll be reminded of how he's yours.

chris loves ur vocals so much on stage! he finds them beautiful, but he loves them even more in bed.

"cmon mama lemme hear that pretty voice"

in fact, you two created a song just to have playing in the background while you two get intimate

chris audio recorded him eating u out once and you saying, "oh, fuck chris, it's so good!" and he decided to use that as an adlib in his favorite songs OR disses he wrote about someone being a jerk to u

watching chris perform did things to you. seeing him sweat, brushing his gorgeous hair out of his face, putting in so much energy into his performance... it's intoxicating! sometimes you wish he'd just drop the mic, pull you onstage, and make love to you infront of the world.

he talks about marrying you while he's balls deep inside of your wet cunt :( saying how he wants to drop a humongous bag on your ring, give you the wedding of your dreams, and how he desperately wants to hear "missus sturniolo" from others' mouths

chris will totally pop up behind stage after a show and guide you to your dressing room not so subtly. you apologize to your manager before rushing to your private room like a giddy teenager. "wanna see her sweetheart, she wet for me righ' now? oh, there she is.." he coos as he bends down to his knees right in front of your pussy when you pull down your pretty pink stage costume.

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[chrissdollie]

𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 - 𝐜.𝐬

wc: 440 warnings/notes: lovey dovey some may even say cringe wahh, reader has been with chris since hs, mentions of hairy armpits LMFAO its hot imo but it bothers some ppl, uhh ya thats it hehehe

the sun shines into your shared bedroom with the chris sturniolo. and not 'the' as in the viral sturniolo triplets and their silly little car videos that helped them gain popularity and a fandom. nono, you mean the chris sturniolo as in the man who has always taken care of you ever since you've known him. since mary lou introduced you to him in the 7th grade. since he kissed your injuries whenever you fell off your bike or when he danced with you at your junior high prom since your date stood you up, to now. the love of your life.

as you stare at the beauty infront of you, he can't help but stir awake like he somehow knew you had awoken. he slowly opens his eyes and yawns, stretching out his bare arms to reveal his hairy armpits. he wraps an arm around you, tiredly leaning onto you. "hii" you greet, grabbing his face to kiss his cheek. "hey" he looks up at you. you look like you've been struck by lightning and are absolutely fascinated (you would be)

"you okay?" he rubs your arm up and down, raising a brow in concern. you smile softly, nodding your head. "just thinkin'" he perks up at this. you already know what he's going to say. "thinking 'bout what?" he looks at you as the early sunlight rises to your face. of course, you were right. he loves to hear your thoughts, always. even in the worst moments. he just adores your mindset and you! you're just so.. perfect.

"you, duh" you respond as he begins stroking your messy morning hair. you can smell his stinky breath from here, but you don't mind. you've gotten used to it and he's surely gotten used to yours. "atta girl." he grins, waiting for more. you place your finger on his bottom lip. he pretends to bite you causing you to break out into giggles.

"what elseee" he drags out the word like a child and he tugs on the bottom of your his shirt. you adjust yourself against the pillows to move down so you're directly eye to eye. "yer just unreal. dunno how to explain it. i just love you so much." you cheesily smile, feeling suddenly shy. you have no reason to be bashful, you've been with the man for almost six years. nonetheless, you still get butterflies when you talk about him so romantically.

meanwhile, he's thinking 'how does one respond to that?' as already said, he thinks, you're perfect. so he replies in the best way possible for both of you.

"gimme a kiss, gorgeous."

[chrissdollie]

honeymoon - c.s

a/n: lil blurb, nothing special c:

summary: honeymoon sex with chris lmao

warnings/notes: NOT PROOFREAD, smut obv, mdni + ageless blogs, p in a v, curisng, fem reader, virginity loss (though its not stated) wc:

"my wife-- my wife." chris groans, throwing his head back as he pounds his length into your tight walls. your prettily manicured nails scratch down the boy's back needily, your jaw dropped open. it's disgustingly lewd-- the smacking of his balls against the curve of your ass, your loud moans, and the heavy breathing shared between you two on your first intimate night together.

"yes !! aww shit it's so goodd.." you whine, rutting your hips against his. your tongue falls out of your mouth before chris leans in, kissing the muscle before shoving his tongue down your throat. the intimacy of it all gets to your head and you wrap your hand around the back of your new husband's head, shoving him closer to you, his pace never slowing down. he messily moves his face around, licking your chin to then move down to sucking your throat.

"fuckk i'm g'na.." you start but cut yourself off with a scream of your husband's name, wrapping your legs around his waist tightly. he smirks wildly watching you fall apart on his cock. "cmon, babe.. ah shit- wanna feel you.. missus sturniolo.." he bites into his lip hard enough to draw blood when you convulse around him abruptly, releasing all over his bottom half and the bed. he kisses your cheek innocently, still pumping in and out of you. you writhe against his hold at the oversensitivity. he lowers his head to suck on your cute tits while he busts his load into you.

you hum, throwing your head back as your stroke his messy brown hair. chris grunts when he pulls out, resting his head on your shoulder to recollect himself. "oh my fucking word." he pants, leaving little open mouthed kisses on your skin. you giggle tiredly before sighing dreamily. you feel a small smile against your shoulder and look down at your boy. you grin with him. "what?" you whisper. his blue eyes look up at you lovingly. "was i any good?" he chuckles adorably. you immediately nod like a puppy. "oh yes- so good. we haveta do that again sometime." you two giggle together sweetly.

"...how bout we do it again now?" he cheekily grins, orbs filled with lust. you slowly open your legs again. "sure, we have the rest of forever anyhow."

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[chrissdollie]

can u do a blurb ab chris w a princessy reader that gets reaaally subby cause that’s literally me okay bye

u got it princess 🫶🏽 im still kinda not used to writing smut so i apologize if its bad!! (i didnt know what to do for the plot so its just sex lmao 🌚). hope thats alright!!

♡.˚ ୨୧ ｡˚ ♡.˚ pretty please? - c.s x reader

♡ summary: needing your bf a little too much when he gets home

♡ warnings/notes: reader is a lil whiny hehe, smut, 18+, mdni, ageless blogs dni, kinda sugar baby vibes tbh LOL, princess treatment, soft!dom chris, pet names (doll, baby, mama, sweets, princess), reader's kinda ditzy, no plot just smut, rips ur lingerie :c ♡ wc: 1.3k

your pink breanna platform heels click against the floor as you pace back and forth, waiting for your husband boyfriend to come home. where is he?? it's already 3pm; doesn't he know you're waiting for him? your glossy lips fall into a pout. you huff impatiently.

click, clack, click, clack

maybe you should sit down. on your bed. by yourself. naked. with your fingers plunged deep insid- ughh, no! you can't. not without him. a distraction! that's what you need. you perk up and head to your shared bedroom to get dolled up for when he gets home. you change into the sexy lingerie set chris bought just last week with pretty lacy frills on the trim and a cute little bow in the middle of the bralette.

you touch up your makeup in the vanity that he built for you while feeling like a damsel in distress awaiting her prince to come save her. you finish the touch ups and smile brightly, admiring yourself. it's only a few moments later that you hear keys jangling in the front door's handle. you quickly get up and rush to the door, unlocking it before chris can.

he sighs happily, "hey baby-" but he's pulled inside hurriedly. he gets a quick up-and-down scan of your appearance, and his face morphs from a sweet smile to an aroused smirk. you take off his jacket off messily, throwing it to the side. he chuckles, "you seem eager." you ignore his joke by dragging him to the bedroom and he's practically tripping over his own feet.

"pretty please? i've been waiting.." you whine, unbuckling his belt as you babble. he swallows hard. "had a rough day?" he asks, softly brushing your hair as you get down on your knees. you nod and pout, pulling out his cock. he chokes back a small groan, removing your hands from his dick. you look up, confused with lust written all over your face.

he gets ahold of your hands, pulling you up from the ground. his arms snake around your waist and your hands automatically go to his shoulders. he pecks your neck and face softly as he walks you towards the bed. he can't hold back anymore, sloppily kissing your lips and you hungrily bite down. he moans quietly, laying you down on your back before quickly throwing his shirt off.

he shuffles down and opens your legs slowly. he rips the bottom of your lingerie where your cunt is, letting out a shaky breath at the smell of your pussy. he leans closer to take a lick when you shake your head and push his head back, whining needily. he grins, knowing what you really want. he strokes your hair while you pout. "i gotta open you up first, baby, you know that." he coos.

"noo i can't wait.." you whimper, trying to pull him back. he crawls up so his face is inches away from yours. he kisses your glossy pout gently, but you can't be patient, deciding to shove your tongue into his mouth messily. he pulls back, the stickiness of your lipgloss now coated on his shimmery lips. his slides off your bralette, fingers tweaking your hard nipples. he stares down at you and takes in a breath. "chris, please, i need it noww.." you plead, biting your lip as you writhe against him. he sighs and grabs his cock, rubbing it up and down your folds.

you sigh and tilt your head back. "mm.." you hum, rubbing your hands over his beefy arms and chest. he brushes some of his hair back with a serious expression on his face. "what's your word, princess?" you cheekily smile, "jumanji." with a small grin, he kisses your forehead before he starts inching himself into you slowly. his eyes focus on your face the entire time. he's cautious and easygoing as he tries not to give you too much at a time. he chuckles at your cloudy face.

"you still with me, mama?"

you're in a haze, a lovesick haze. you moan lightly in response, slowly turning your head to lay a kiss on his plump bicep. normally, you'd need tons of prep before even trying to get his tip in, but today's a new day. you're much too impatient to wait, you can feel yourself dripping onto the bedsheets. your hips start moving on their own, desperate for some friction. chris pulls out and quickly shoves himself back in. "ah- fuck!" you tilt your head back into the mattress. you've instantly become putty in his hands. quickly, his thrusting speeds up, balls smacking against the curve of your ass loudly along with your lewd noises. you can't even speak, only whining and moaning for more.

he bends down to slams his lips onto yours, messily making out with you. he sucks on your tongue and lips, somehow picking up his pace. "'s good- so good..! been- mmm!- missing you.." you're a chatty person even during sex, always making sure he knows your deepest (and dirtiest) thoughts. he smiles with passion, deciding to tease you a little. "yeah? y'been thinkin' bout me, doll?"

his cock rubs against your clit roughly. the familiar knot in your stomach begins to tighten. chris can feel your cunt squeezing his dick mercilessly, groaning loudly into your neck. he bites and sucks, leaving marks all over for everyone to see.

"cmon, sweets, let go. wanna feel you cum 'round me sss..so i can fill you up just how ya like it." he's panting, letting out heavy breaths as he feels himself about to cum. your hands grabbing onto his hair tightly as you moan out lustily. "i-i g'na.." you mewl, you and chris' mixed spit pooling out of your mouth. you finish around him, squeezing him tensely. "shit.." he whispers, filling you up, his thrusts slowing into smaller pumps.

seconds pass, his cock stilled in you. he begins to move again, his dick still hard. you cry out, "uhhh, 's too much!!" the pleasure and satisfaction is overwhelming along with overstimulation. chris' hips slap against yours. he has a determined look on his face in desperate need to pull another orgasm from you and himself. "fuckkk.. take it. you wanted this." he moans, rutting his cock into you. you scream, "oh my gosshhh!" your head going back again in immense pleasure. the overstimulation calms down, the small amount of pain turning into pleasure.

"mmm.. more! i want moreee.." you whine. chris' hand reaches down to your clit, rubbing ferociously. you scream and convulse around him, tears pooling from your eyes as your back arches. chris smirks and gently whispers, "so pretty, baby" in a cooing tone. you whimper his name while cumming hard, his head coming down to suck on your tongue to muffle your cries. he grunts as his hips still, his cock spurting his cum deep inside of you.

your throat is sore as you let out a final "fhuckk" and you start to come down from your fuzzy high. chris pulls out, you letting out a small gasp from the emptiness. he leans over to your nightstand, pulling out a few tissues. you lay against the pillows tiredly as he cleans you up. "so good, honey.." you mutter, reaching your arms out to him. he smiles sweetly as if he didnt just rail your brains out and throws the tissues out before clinging onto you and kissing your wet cheeks. "mm.. i love you." you hum, looking up at him sleepily.

he playfully pouts like a puppy, "awee i love you too."

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[chrissdollie]

chris sturniolo's favorite thing to do during sex besides obviously plunging his fat cock inside of you is eating you out.

hes sloppy and messy, your liquids spewing out all over his face and leaking down onto the bedsheets. his arms are wrapped around your thighs tight, making sure you don't run away. he's carnivorous, sucking everything out of you, pulling out orgasm after orgasm. he loves the feeling of you roughly pulling his hair with your pretty fingers and he loves the way you scream his name for the fourth time in a row.

but most of all, he adores the taste of you. he eats you out more for him than for you honestly. he's also the type of guy to spell his name out using his tongue. not that you'd notice, anyway. you're too busy throwing your head back with fat tears of pleasure gushing out of your eyes while he asks for one more.

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[chrissdollie]

car sex with chris in the rain 🥰

combining with this request: Imagine Chris driving you around taking you to run all ur errands and then fucking you in the car for making him wait till you guys got home 💕

a/n: first time writing oral for a man pls no be mean😓

warnings/notes: nsfw smut, oral (m receiving), car sex, NOT PROOFREAD will probably suck, mentions “strands of hair” and “brushes hair”, pet names (baby, sweets, my pretty girl, angel), ending sucks ass like always x wc: 1.35k

pretty water droplets pitter patter onto chris' brand new car's windows. you're in control of the aux, holding his phone in both hands as you scroll through your customized playlist. you two had been out almost all day just running around and getting some errands done here and there. once you finished, you two picked up the beautiful vehicle from the dealership. your boyfriend's a little too anxious to get home. he was ready to pounce on you the minute you walked out of your shared bedroom earlier that day in a tiny little skirt. but he’d been patient, letting you get your errands done and paying for everything like the perfect boyfriend he is (duh). he's rushing to get home to finally relieve himself after a sexually torturous day.

unbeknownst to him, you’ve been turned on almost as long as he has. and watching chris drive was not helping, instead making you feel a way you didn't think it would. his hands gripping the steering wheel frustratingly as he waits for traffic to start moving, the annoyed teething on his bottom lip, his bouncing leg-- it all affected you down there. oh but the worst part was when he had to drop something off at his friend’s house. he'd kept one hand on the wheel as he spun around to parallel park, his other arm reaching behind the head of your seat as he stuck his tongue out in concentration. that was horrible for you, you had clenched your thighs together and kept both of your hands in between them, somewhat embarrassed of your horniness.

you huff around twenty-thirty minutes away from home, giving up on the music. you put chris’ phone back on the middle console, turning your head to look out the window after. you always feel like the universe makes it rain just for you, like it knows how you love it. dropping your head slowly, you needily bite down on your glossed lip. you decide to give into your invasive thoughts by leaning over towards chris. he raises a brow, turning his head to you for a quick second before looking back at the road.

your hand reaches for the waistband of his fresh love sweats, tugging at them to let him know what you’re about to do-- or more so give. he smirks in realization, of course he was right. he knew you were ogling his muscles earlier with an aroused look on your face. “baby.. i’m drivin.” he states the obvious in a warning tone, but makes no moves to remove your hand. you lower the material along with his boxers’ waistband before pulling out his monster cock. you take in a breath at the sight of your boyfriend’s pinky tip, small drops of precum leaking out. chris gently moves his hand to the back of your head before you bend lower to test the waters with a sweet kitty lick right on the tip. his breath hitches and his knuckles tighten on the wheel. anybody sitting in their car waiting for the green light could turn their head and see a head of hair right above the driver's cock. it sent a rush into chris-- the idea of being seen. you hum softly, your freshly manicured finger rubbing small circles on where you licked, spreading your saliva around.

your eyes raise, looking up at your boyfriend with innocent bats of your lashes. he presses the hand against your head lower to shove your mouth onto his dick. he opens his mouth to let out a sigh when you start bobbing your head. your pretty hand wraps around the lower part you can't fit inside your mouth, fisting up and down roughly. he bucks up into your mouth with a small whine while twirling his fingers in your hair. "you're getting-- awshit.. so much better at this, sweets, s'proud of y-you.." he stutters at the end of his sentence when you choke on his length, determined to have more in you. he steps on the gas when the light turns green, ignoring your small gargles to focus on the road. you come back up and swirl your tongue around his red tip while chris lets out small grunts and praises.

"fuck this." your boyfriend spits, tired of waiting. he pulls into a secluded area abruptly causing your head to snap up curiously. he puts the car in park before grabbing your face with both hands to smash his lips on yours. you moan into the kiss as your boyfriend immediately shoves his tongue inside your mouth to play with yours. he pulls back for a moment to cock his head towards the backseats of his brand new car. you giggle, kissing his cheek before climbing into the back, your skirt riding up as you do. he slaps your ass before crawling behind you. you lean against the side before chris pulls down your skirt and panties, shoving two digits inside. he rubs your clit in circles before pushing his fingers inside of you, pumping in and out at a quick pace. you mewl, hitting your head against the window. he leans into lazily make out with you as he brings you to your first orgasm. "ah- ohmygosh-- chrisss.." you moan, releasing on his fingers and the car's seats.

"oh shit 'm sor-" you begin apologizing but get cut off when chris kisses you again, mumbling something along the lines of, "don't worry 'bout it. jus wanna make you feel good." he pecks your cheek before tugging down his sweats. he watches your liquids flow out of your pussy for a few seconds, seeing the way it just gushes out. it's gross of him to be staring like that, you suddenly go a little shy. you nudge his shoulder. "heyy!" you embarrassedly regain his attention to focus on the main event. he chuckles and lines up with your entrance. your walls almost immediately suction around his tip when he pushes in. once he's fully in, chris lets you cockwarm him for a few moments before his hands grab ahold of your waist and begins to thrust in and out of you. the sounds of your pretty whimpers mixed with the pouring rain outside is musical in your boyfriend's ears. along with your bodies smacking against one another, of course.

"my pretty girl." he groans, his pace speeding up. you babble incoherent nonsense, squeezing your eyes shut as he digs his face into your neck to leave kisses and love marks. "fuckk!" you whine out, his hips drilling into you roughly. his teeth clench together as he removes a gripped hand from your waist to your chest, groping and squeezing one of your tits. "oh shit, ohhh shit.." he sighs, picking his head up to stick his tongue in your mouth. you messily suck and pull on each other's lips, your saliva mixing together. he bites down onto your bottom lip before you let out a needy moan. he pulls back, flashing you a cocky smile as he does. his hand pinches your bud to watch your face pinch in a mixture of pain and pleasure. the action causes your walls to pulse around him. "cum on my dick angel. cmon, please." chris' pace falters as his hips begin to stutter. your eyes roll back, your head tilting up as you squeeze your boyfriend's bicep. your buck your lower half up before releasing for the second time.

chris follows you not long after, making sure he gets all of his cum inside of you. he pushes all the liquid he can into your seepy cunt before pulling out. he quickly pulls up his drawers so you can lay your weight onto his body, gripping onto his shirt's fabric before tiredly kissing him for a minute or so. you pull back and drop your head onto his clothed chest with a sleepy sigh. he lazily plays with the bottom of your hair, his legs tangled with yours. "i am never waiting that long ever again." chris dryly chuckles. you grin in response, nodding with a little hum of agreement.

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[chrissdollie]

a chaotic morning in the sturniolo household (not edited)

three of your kids sit at the table shoving breakfast into their hungry mouths. you walk over with more food, placing it down in front of them. "momma, i'm gonna be lateee!" your youngest boy whines, shoving another pancake down his throat. you head to a nearby mirror, fixing your makeup while you sigh. "josh baby, can't larissa's mommy take you to practice?"

joshua pouts at his twin brother for snatching the syrup out of his hands, not hearing your words. priscilla, sitting next to him, taps his arm gently to bring back his focus. "uhh no, she has a doctor's appointment!" he exclaims loudly, you shushing him softly after. "inside voices-- junior you're going to be late!" you yell down the hall to your eldest child. richie drops his fork onto his plate, wiping his sticky mouth with a sleeved arm. "oh mommy, chris got in trouble yesterday." he snitches, a conniving grin on his face. you pause on your lipgloss, turning your head to look back at your son.

"what kind of trouble?" you frown, raising an eyebrow. "a referral in mrs. bloom's class." junior walks out of his room with his backpack lazily slung over one shoulder. he fixes his messy brown hair out of his face before heading to the table to eat. "why?" your voice goes up a pitch. at that moment, your husband finally comes out of your shared bedroom, dressed and needing some coffee. "hi, honey." he stands behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. you smile lovingly before kissing (not really because you didn't want to mess up your fresh coat of gloss) his cheek and putting your makeup back into your purse.

"g'morning daddy! junior got a referral." richie smirks, his older brother shoving his arm as he does. priscilla takes her copy of 'the bell jar' off the table, getting off her chair and handing you field trip slip to sign. chris walks over to the coffee pot with raised eyebrows. "what happened bud?" he asks, wanting to hear his son out instead of making assumptions. his mini-me sighs, bouncing his leg under the table. "well it was in mrs. bloom's--" his dad cuts him off with a, "lady with the big bazoongas? ion really like her.."

"christopher." you snap your head away from your daughter to warn him. you give the slip back to priscilla, handing her pretty pink pen back as well. "guys we're already ten minutes late, lets go!" you call out, picking up your keys again. richard groans, "mommy can i go in your car??" he folds his arms with a sad frown, unconsciously grabbing onto his twin's shirt sleeve like a baby. your husband sits down next to him, putting his mug onto the table. "sorry dude, ya gotta come with me today, josh has soccer practice." he ruffles his boy's hair before patting his shoulder. priscilla pops up behind her dad after putting her stuff into her clean bag.

"hi daddy." she kisses his cheek sweetly. he smiles happily, always appreciative of his daughter's lovingness to her dad as a pre-teen. weird, isnt it? "mornin' sweetpea-" he starts. "junior, you can take it in the car, let's go!!" you clap your hands in a rush. the boy scoffs, shoving a pancake into his mouth to hold on to while he picks up his backpack from the floor. joshua gets up with him, hugging his brother before wrapping his arms around his dad's neck. "cya kiddos, make good choices!" chris dismisses, slapping both of their backs as they exit the house. you run into the dining room, holding richie's head as you give his hair a peck before smooching your husband. he dirtily tugs on your bottom lip with a small, quiet sigh when you pull back with a warning look.

"byebye scilla, remember to ask gianna about this weekend." you kiss your only daughter's cheek before opening the front door. "love you guys!" you yell out, hesitantly waiting for the response before stepping out. "love you momma!" richard and priscilla shout, followed by an "i love you sexy!" from your stupid husband. you giggle before shutting the door. "SHOTGUN!" junior shouts at the top of his lungs, the three hearing him from inside. "shut up!!" you whisper-yell.

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[chrissdollie]

a/n: hii!! before you read this PLEASE KNOW, i do not state this as agere because this is heavily self inserted and i am not a regressor but perhaps an age dreamer? i'm really not sure tbh!! i wouldn't say i get into a headspace but it really just depends on my mood + the things around me. so the tags will not include "agere" or "age dreaming". please keep in mind that i am still learning about this part of myself and i do not have any caregiver so i am completely on my own! i will do more researching on these topics tho if this post bothers anyone who actually regresses <3

warnings/notes: VERY self inserted, DONT INTERACT IF U DONT LIKE!, completely sfw + nonsexual, cg!chris, little!reader, teething oral fixation, endearing nicknames (baby, sugar), hair play, not proofread!!

wc: 316

pop, pop, pop!

you click your light pink circle pop-it absentmindedly with your eyes wide and focused on the tv screen. chris adjusts his arm wrapped around you to brush away some hair on your face. you lean into his side more, resting his head against your chest before he kisses your hair lazily. unconsciously, your toes begin to happily wiggle when one of your favorite disney characters appears on screen. "roo!! i love roo.." you softly squeal, your fingers gripping onto chris' hoodie sleeve.

his hand rubs up and down your arm while you're enamored by the animated kangaroo jumping around winnie the pooh and his friends. feeling an excited rush in your body, you fidget with your toys and bite down roughly on your lip. this catches chris' eye and he immediately leans over you to grab your teething toy from the nightstand. you giggle softly and reach out for the pink toy. "here baby." he coos, handing it to you. chris picks up the my melody plate in front of you, taking the disregarded apple slices and eating them so they don't go to waste. you apply more pressure to the teether, wanting more stimulation.

you huff, digging your head further into his side. you need to feel as close to chris as possible. he lightly chuckles before shuffling down lower to engulf you in a warm snuggle. your entire body is captured in his embrace and you sweetly sigh, pushing your pop it away with your leg. you refocus on the movie, but before you know it, your eyes slowly shut to then quickly snap back open. chris runs his fingers along your hair, twirling the ends playfully. before you doze off, you make sure to kiss your boyfriend's knuckles and mutter a soft, "g'night.."

he peeks down, watching sleep take over you. he kisses your cute nose gently. "g'night sugar."

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[chrissdollie]

chris with a hispanic gf

warnings/notes: short hcs, drinking, nsfw at the end

would try to learn spanish but poor thing just can’t roll his R’s 😭

pigs out when u guys go to family events, he loves the food sm

adores hanging out with ur cousins no matter the age and mentally noting info abt u that u probably wouldn’t tell him

invested in the drama lmfaoo. eating his arroz con gandules while watching your tia and tio bicker

LEARNS HOW TO DANCEEE AAAAAA imagine him moving his hips to bachata

he looks hot while doing it too

watches telenovelas with ur tias/titis hehehe

drinks beers/tequila with the old tios and abuelos

watches sports with them too

if u say something in spanish to him, he won’t get it at first but if you repeat it as time goes by, he'll pick up on what you're saying.

“tranquiló y cállate por favor” “ugh fine” and huffs

one night he's pounding his dick inside of you and you moan his name in spanish. oh bae hes finishing a lot sooner than usual

[chrissdollie]

good girl

warnings/notes: dirty thoughts (no smut tho), reader is girly/fem, pet names (good girl and sweetheart), cursing, crybaby!reader, SUPER SLOPPY/NOT PROOFREAD!

as you helped chris with his homework, he couldn't help but stare like he always did. you've been his tutor for about two weeks, and chris is sure he's in love. he stares at your glossy pink lips as they move, wanting so badly to suffocate you with his. what's a pretty girl like you wasting your time on someone like him anyway? not that he's complaining, he loves having you all for himself for a short amount of time everyday after school.

but he can't help wanting more.

is that weird? maybe. however, you wouldn't think so. you've had a crush on chris forever which is 3/4 of partially the reason you started tutoring in the first place. you think he's the absolute coolest and you're giddy whenever you're getting ready to see him.

"no.. but you're kinda close!" you look at one of his answers from yesterday's homework. he furrows his brows as chews on the back of your pen, forgetting that it's not his. you watch his lips wrap around the top of the pen, feeling mesmerized.

"yn? you okay?" you look up at the boy, still in a daze. you see him swallow, his adam's apple bobbing. you lick your lip swiftly before coming back down to earth. "yeah, sorry, just a little tired i guess." you smile. he holds back a smirk. he may be stupid in school, but he's extremely intelligent when it comes to you.

however, he just nods. "we can take a break." he shrugs, getting bored of this subject anyways. he’d much rather learn about you. you agree, putting your mechanical pencil down. he leans back in his chair, stretching out his muscles. he wasn’t even trying to show off, but you just happen to suck in a breath, mentally taking a screenshot of him.

“d’ya want some water or something? you hungry?” he asks politely. you stand up out of your chair. “it’s okay, i can get some.” your hand lightly brushes his shoulder as you walk out of his bedroom.

you head downstairs to the kitchen where you pour yourself a glass of water. matt’s sitting at the counter on his laptop, doing homework as well, you assume. after a few seconds, you hear, “he’s too pussy to ask you out himself,” matt starts out of nowhere. you turn around confused, full glass in hand.

you’re about to mutter a confused “huh?” but he keeps going, not looking at you, opting to stare at his screen. “so unfortunately you’ll have to be the brave one and make the first move.” he scrolls on his laptop nonchalantly, like he hasn’t told you the most fabulous news.

granted, you’re still confused. you know he’s talking about chris, that’s obvious, you aren’t dumb. but why wouldn’t he ask you out? is he afraid? that’s kinda cute, you think. “why doesn’t he wanna ask me out himself?” are you're a nervous wreck. you’ve never ever been the one to initiate any sort of romantic event in your life!

a recognizable voice is heard from behind you. “who?”

you shriek, dropping the glass of water. the glass shatters and chris is quick to grab your shoulders and pull you back before any shards hurt you. your hand quickly flies to your mouth. “i’m so sor-“

matt gets up from where he was sitting. “i’ll get the broom.” he exits the room which leaves you and chris for just a minute or so before matt returns. the water is spreading on the floor so chris grabs paper towels.

he kneels on the floor, soaking up the water as you stand frozen. tears begin to form in your eyes as a lump grows in your throat. you try to blink past them as best as you can before anyone sees you. they’ll think you’re childish, crying over a spilled glass.

what if chris doesn’t want you anymore? how dare you come into HIS house and break something so fragile. you’re ashamed of yourself. but what if he doesn't actually like you? what if matt's lying as a joke? you choke on a sob, causing a strange noise to come out. chris perks up, looking up at you. he leaves the paper towels on the floor as his face changes quickly, feeling concerned

he gets up. “oh sweetheart.” he coos, wrapping his arms around you. you’re engulfed in his large figure as you let the tears spill into the pink t-shirt that he put on just for you, not that you knew that.

matt re-enters the kitchen, raising a brow at chris as he strokes your hair with a hand. he shakes his head slightly as if to say “don’t talk.” and he points his chin towards the mess that’s still on the floor. matt folds his arms and frowns, thinking chris wants him to clean it.

but chris mouths “leave it there” and matt nods, leaving the broom against the counter as he exits the room again, letting you two have a moment. you’re babbling apologies into chris’ chest and he ‘accidentally’ smells your hair.

“you smell really nice” he whispers unintentionally, not meaning to say it aloud. his face immediately tenses. oh gosh, you’re gonna think he’s such a weirdo. but you don’t.. at all. you appreciate the compliment and you think he’s trying to distract you from the little mistake, which you appreciate.

you smile softly. “thank you. i-its strawberry pound cake.” you hiccup. chris cheeses. you’re adorable. you apologize again, “i’m really sorry about the cup. and the mess..”

he shakes his head and shushes you softly. “got that for like two bucks at target, don’t worry about it.” he reassures you and pulls away from the embrace, seeing your face all red. “yer a good girl, could never be mad at you.”

he wipes a tear freshly fallen from your eye, your lashes being long and delicate. in your head, you’re freaking out, no longer worrying about the glass. you remember what matt said earlier, which brings butterflies to your stomach

you feel very shy and dopey now. you break eye contact and grab his hand. “i have feelings for you.” you admit, getting straight to the point. “like really big. gigantic. so uh.. if you want, we could go out or something..” you nervously confess, waiting for a response.

meanwhile chris is like HOLYSHITHOLYSHITHOLYSHIT. he can’t believe this is happening?? you?? and him?? together?? on a date???? hes already thinking of places he could take you to.

he hums and you look up at him. his thumb brushes your face again, but this time it’s against your cheek. “do you like Italian food?”

a/n: literally what is this i’m so sorry. i decided on a plot halfway thru writing it was supposed to be a suggestive thing but i didn’t wanna lead u guys on bc i don’t write smut lmao.

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[chrissdollie]

chris sturniolo is a tired man. he visits a nearby lake park often to sit on a lonely bench and watch nature take its course. leaves falling from trees, squirrels in search of food, or even watching the sky turn from its bright blue to a gorgeous orange and pink ombre.

one trip, he'd went to his usual bench in front of the water when he stopped in his tracks. a few feet away from the bench, he sees you, his girlfriend. you're bent down with a loaf of bread in your arm while your free hand throws pieces into the lake where the ducks happily snatch it up. you have a content smile on your face as you watch the ducks quarrel in their own language over who gets the bread first. (they remind you of your boyfriend and his brothers)

chris slowly steps to the bench, sitting down with a quiet sigh. he takes out his phone and snaps a picture of you under the pretty sunset. for a couple of minutes, he watches you converse with the ducks as if they can understand you. finally, you wish them all a nice night and scold them about their fighting. just as you turn around, you see the man you've been worried about.

"oh--! i didn't know you were here!" you grin, walking towards him. he's leaned back comfortably, his arm spread on the armrest. he pats the empty space next to him, and you happily oblige, sitting down next to him. he wraps and arm around your shoulders, pulling your head towards his chest. you curl up into his warmth and reach up to kiss his jaw. in this very moment, chris doesn't feel so stressed anymore. he rubs his hand up and down your arm and looks down at you.

"i love you, sweetheart."

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[chrissdollie]

DAD!CHRIS BC THE MATT ONES WERE AMAZINGGGG

i think chris would have maybe three+ kids bc i feel like hed want an army lmao

yk how chris has a few betty boop tees? IMAGINE HIS DAUGHTER DRESSING UP AS BETTY BOOP FOR HALLOWEEN.

daddy daughter dates!! :( like going shopping, mini golfing, eating lunch, etc

hes buying them ice cream all the time

hes the type of dad to show his kids how to treat a woman. he's constantly buying u flowers and winking at the kids when u kiss him on the cheek to thank him

this also means that ur kids have grown accustomed to the constant kissing/pda and they really dont mind it after a while

and lets say they're all planning something devious or like a surprise or something, someone will suggest something involving u and another is like "nah, you know how dad is about her. he'll ground us all for life" which is obviously a joke because chris doesnt believe in grounding his kids

when there's babies, hes always making them giggle by doing silly things like pretending to be a rock star and play on his fake guitar (he makes the sounds with his mouth like a little kid)

u guys take ur kids out a lot. not a single one of em is/was an ipad kid

dancinggg always !!

u guys teach ur kids to cook and it always gets super messy LOL but its so fun

chris doesn't like taylor's swift music.. but his eldest daughter does. she is OBSESSED. she collects the vinyls and CDs and she's always making him listen to folklore's story, about taylor's exes, and her taylor's version predictions. he comes to kinda deal with hearing her music around the house and just comes to accept it lol

[chrissdollie]

ik it’s not father’s day yet but shhhh

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“happy father’s day baby..” you mutter, kissing and licking your boyfriend’s lips. chris grunts, pushing hair out of his face. he’s still on top of you after a long three rounds, keeping his arms straight while he looks down at you. he grins at your joke. you two have this thing where you act like he’s breeding you because it really turns you guys on—

“what’s funny? im so serious!” you giggle with this glint in your eyes that tell chris you’re not lying. his smile drops, looking down in between you both. he watches some his cum ooze out of your puckered hole while the rest was previously shoved deep inside by him. he lifts his glance back towards you, raising an eyebrow with a slightly opened mouth. “ya didn’t take the pill this mornin’?” he asks, dryly chucking after, like he doesn’t believe you’d do that without telling him.

but he’s wrong. you meekly nod your head, pursing your lips innocently as you wait for his reaction. the room fills with silence while chris’ head fills with loud, noisy thoughts. after moments, you chime in to the silence. “i already have a whole pinterest board and everyth—“

“holy shit i’m gonna be a dad.” chris bends his arms, dropping his head onto your chest. you lazily twirl a piece of his oily hair, humming a light “mhmm”. the only reason why you didn’t bring it up to him was because he’d persuade you to wait like he always does. saying, “you should finish college first and get a steady job”. and you’d always respond with the same words, “i don’t need a steady job! you and your brothers make a great amount of money and my parents wouldn’t mind helping out at all!” and thus the small argument would start.

so today you decided to take matters into your own hands. it’s not like chris didn’t want a baby, you weren’t forcing him to have a child he would disregard. he adores babies and you two have had countless conversations about the names you’d give ‘em, how many you want, what’d they look like. in all honesty, you think he’s just a little scared. but his ego’s too big for him to admit it, so he instead turns it around to you, yapping about college and money.

he stares at you for a while, taking in this part of you that will never be the same again. he chuckles to himself lowly. smiling, you look down. “what?”

“nothin’, it’s just funny that you picked today to do this. almost like you’ve been planning it for a while.” he wiggles his eyebrows even though you can’t see him well. you rub his shoulder, slightly wrapping your legs around his calves. “wow. you’re gunna be a mommy and i’m gunna be a daddy.” he exhales, really taking it in. you nod with an excited grin on your glistening face.

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[chrissdollie]

hi baby so you know how in that one clip nick wakes up chris just to drink lemonade or whatever the drink was? yeah so i was wondering if you could base a little something off of that

the whole idea is: reader isn’t in the wednesday video today and they’re sleeping but the three of them wake reader up just to be in the video for a few minutes?? and then she sits down somewhere (idk where) and falls asleep again??

u could also base the video idea off of like a challenge video where they want reader to do one roun

RAHH YESSS I LOVE YOU! sorry its so short :c

soda?... - c.s x reader ♡.˚ ୨୧ ｡˚ ♡.˚

warnings/notes: lowk self inserted sorry 😣😣 (i dont drink soda), cursing, reader is kinda whiny lol wc: 303

the door creaks open a little, revealing chris with nick and matt behind him. they tiptoe, the camera recording in matt's hand. you're sound asleep in bed, the fluffy blanket up to your nose. your eyelashes rest prettily against the pillow. chris puts his hand on your upper back, rubbing gently. your face is smushed in your pink-covered squishy pillow, chris grinning at your cuteness.

"baby.. baby..! hii my love" his smile only gets brighter as you stir awake and immediately grab for him like a child to its mother. chris sits down at the edge of the bed, brushing some hairs out of your face. you see the camera and furrow your eyebrows. you take in a breath while stretching your arms. "mmph.. what is it?" you sigh, yawning right after.

"you wanna do the soda challenge?" matt asks, trying not to laugh because you don't even drink soda. you whine, shoving your face into chris' lap. he rubs your back soothingly. "no i dont wanna, duh!" you matter of factly exclaim, your voice muffled by chris' leg.

nick chuckles. "but you can atleast try!" he attempts to persuade you, but it doesn't work. "nuh uh, lemme sleep." you shake your head, your hands unconsciously grabbing onto your boyfriend's pants. he leans down to kiss the top of your head as nick and matt walk out. he hears, "i told you so" and "yeah no shit but atleast we tried."

chris watches you begin to doze off. he quickly reminds you, "i gotta go wrap up the video, sugar."

you groan. "fine but hurry please." you move off his lap and get comfortable again on your pillow. he squeezes your ass, causing you to giggle quietly. "okay little lady. so bossy." he playfully teases and chuckles when you stick out your tongue.

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🎀 series ☕ eclipse summary: you moved from the sizzling hot arizona to the depressive rainy washington in a small town called forks. it was terribly boring.. until you meet a gorgeous townie and fall in love. but what do you do when your childhood friend interferes with your feelings?

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🎀 texts ☕ bf!chris