#Crush x reader

[melonpeppasteppers]

The door barely has enough time to close behind you before his lips slam against yours and he’s pushing your back into one of the blue lockers of the boys locker room. His hands cup your face before traveling to fondle your breast then finally sliding them down to your hips resting them there. “fuck” he breathes as he breaks away and begins trailing kisses down your neck and placing more on your collar bone before moving back up to your neck to leave his mark. Your hands make their way up the back of his neck and tug at his hair trying to pull him away “you’re going to leave a hickey” you mumble into his hair, he continues for a second before moving away from you neck and leaning in to brush his lips against yours “I want people to know they can’t have you” you let out a small giggle that is muffled when he pushes his lips back against yours this time more gently than the first but the lust behind it was definitely still there.

He grabs your lower thigh and brings it up to his beside his hip before pushing his body into yours and you can feel his clothed bulge rubbing against your clit that is buzzes from the slight friction, you can feel him smile against your lips as he harshly rolls his hips against yours causing a surprised moan to slip out and be swallowed by him. “I need it… I need you” you whine, the second the words fall from your lips “jump” he breathes before lifting you up and caging you against the lockers with your legs wrapped around his waist. He fumbles with his pants before he gets just below his thighs so he that he can pull out his hard dick from his underwear, you watch as he wraps his hand around himself and lifts your skirt above your waist to rub himself against you clothed cunt. “~oh i know you want it, can’t seem to pull your eyes away from my dick huh~” his breath is warm against your neck leaving goosebumps on your skin. You feel him slip you panties to the side and shudder when the cool air hits your cunt but the cool air is quickly replaced with his warm head against your entrance “beg for it, I want you to beg me to put it in” his words cause your pussy to clench around nothing “use your words sweetheart, I know you can” his smile is mischievous as he leans in to suck on the area between your neck and shoulder

just a little scenario

ignore any bad grammar lol not in the mood let me know what yall think!!

[abubbleina-void]

!!!

It seems the Israeli army was deeply inspired by Squid Game — but instead of watching it, they decided to recreate it in real life.

In Gaza, an ordinary civilian stepping out to get humanitarian aid becomes a target.

Those heading to food distribution points often return in body bags.

Same concept:

People dying for a glimpse of hope and survival.

But the difference is — Squid Game was fiction.

In Gaza, the blood is real. The death isn't scripted.

Yesterday morning, my husband and one of our neighbors went to get a bag of flour. They found thousands of people there , then it started . The Israeli army started to shoot them randomly while they were trying to escape. Our neighbor was hurt and now he is in the hospital,we don't know what is going to happen with him 😞

What’s happening in Gaza isn’t just war… it’s a horrifying real-life Squid Game — produced in silence by a watching world

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[theynlife]

And suddenly, every novel was about you.

[haru-natsuka]

Second Male Leads Are all Yanderes but I Won't Rest Until I Win My Love Back (Female Reader x OCs)

CHAPTER 13 [SEASON 1 ENDED]

Story will start after the synopsis

Every second male lead who appeared in this world had a hidden yandere side that can emerge at any moment and turn them into a twisted and obsessive villain.

As someone with a severe case of the "second male lead syndrome", you are determined to pursue your love for the second male lead, leaving the original male lead to become the second.

While you were busy chasing after the second male lead, the original male lead kept on bothering you and trying to get you to choose him instead.

"Don't you dare to come any closer!" You snap at the original male lead, your tone sharp and firm.

"Oh, and who's going to stop me? You?" The yandere stares at you, a menacing look in their eyes, as their body slowly moves closer.

"Too close! Step back!"

"Your words mean nothing to me. You can't control me. I will come as close as I please, you can't stop me."

As if a yandere was not enough, when you chose to ignore the original male lead, another second male lead suddenly entered your life, further complicating the situation.

The yandere and the upcoming second male lead both seem determined to have you for themselves, and they were both very possessive and pushy in their approaches to you.

You just wanted to be happy with your true love. Yandere or not, you would stick with your crush!

CHAPTER 1 << CHAPTER 2 << CHAPTER 3 << CHAPTER 4 << CHAPTER 5 << CHAPTER 6 << CHAPTER 7 << CHAPTER 8 << CHAPTER 9 << CHAPTER 10 << CHAPTER 11 << CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13: THE CURSED RING

"You've been watching?"

He chuckled softly, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Oh, I must admit, it seems I've been observing you a bit more than you're aware. I couldn't help but notice the little gestures you shared with Adrian. You see, when you give him a flower, a simple gesture of affection, he responds with a kiss on your forehead."

His body closed in on you, his gaze growing more intense as he continued, a touch of desperation creeping into his voice. "It's almost like a script... a repetitive act. Yet, oh dearest Y/N, where is the reciprocal gesture for me? Where is my kiss? Where is my reward for the boar, the ring? Where is my acknowledgment?"

You felt taken back by the inexplicable change in Cyrus's behavior. Normally, he was more forward and assertive by nature, often disregarding the feelings of others and tending to be pushy. However, the way he was looking at you now was a side of him you had never seen before. His gaze held a new intensity, a mixture of obsession and desire that sent a shiver down your spine.

You had observed him a lot, back during the academy days as he was constantly with Adrian so you had gained a good understanding of who Cyrus was. You even had occasionally bumped a lot to this man. Right now, the man in front of you look like someone who would do any harms to get you. He definitely, could do more than forcing a ring on you.

"Stop playing trick, Cyrus. You are not acting like yourself anymore. Take this ring off me" For now, it was better to calm down this unstable knight before he did the unpredictable things again.

Cyrus shook his head gently, his gaze unbroken from your eyes. "I can't do that, my Y/N," he replied firmly, his words carrying a hint of determination. He tightened his hold on your hand, his grip steady and resolute.

"The ring stays. It is meant for you"

'Should I just slap this man and bring him back to his sense? No, let just punch him to his sense'

You were reading your fist and as fast and as strong as you could, you land your clenched fist on his face... or so you thought. Yet, to your bewilderment, your clenched fist, instead of landing a blow on his face, transformed into a tender gesture, tenderly caressing his face. Cyrus, quick to seize the unexpected moment, leaned into your touch.

His eyes remained locked onto yours, his gaze filled with an almost possessive quality. The air around you was charged with tension as he leaned closer, his face mere inches from yours.

A small smile played on his lips as he muttered, "You're not trying to hurt me, are you?"

'THIS RING IS DEFINITELY CURSED!'

"It is a black magic!-" However, he paid no mind to your words, his attention wholly consumed by the moment.

"I take your gentle touch as accepting my proposal."

Cyrus rose effortlessly from his knees, lifting you easily into his arms as he carried you across the threshold and into your house. A mischievous smile graced his lips, his eyes sparkling with a mix of triumph and satisfaction.

You struggled desperately to halt his advance, using every ounce of your strength to cling onto the door handle. Ironically, your resistance only ended up aiding him further, unwittingly shutting the door and putting yourself inside with him.

"I never realised you hold such affection for me too"

"I'M NOT! THAT'S NOT WHAT I INTEND TO DO!"

Cyrus chuckled softly at your protests, his grip on you tightening. He seemed to relish in the moment, even as you vehemently denied any affection towards him.

"You know, it's adorable how you deny your feelings for me. But, my darling, your actions speak volumes."

As you found yourself in the tight hold of Cyrus's arms, your mind raced to find a way to escape his grip. It became clear that a physical struggle would likely prove futile, given the considerable strength difference between you. You were a magician while he was a knight.

In such a situation, evasion and cunning might prove more effective than raw strength. So, how would you try to escape from Cyrus' grasp?

You could not fight him because of the ring hold control of your body. For a cursed ring, only the person who had placed it upon your finger held the power to remove it entirely. Therefore, there is only one way. You took note of the small window of opportunity as Cyrus placed you on the sofa. Seeing the moment as your only chance, you quickly seized it, aiming to exploit the brief gap of his attention.

'This is my opportunity'

With a surge of adrenaline, you seized the moment to break free from Cyrus's grasp. The sound of shattering glass filled the air as you yanked on the dining table cloth, causing plates to crash onto the floor. Some fragments sliced into your bare legs, but you ignored the pain. In that moment, the pain seemed insignificant compared to the need for an escape.

'First thing first is stopping this maniac'

Despite the broken glass littering the floor, Cyrus advanced towards you, each step landing unflinchingly as his sturdy boots effortlessly crushed the shards beneath him. His unwavering focus remained fixed solely on you as he closed the gap between you, still withhold that unsettling gaze.

'It was alright. I am fine as long as I'm not giving up, I would be perfectly fine!'

"Don't you dare to come any closer!" You snap at the him, the original male lead back at your academy, your tone sharp and firm. There was only one for you and it definitely not him!

"Oh, and who's going to stop me? You?" He slowly advanced, closing the distance between you with each deliberate step. It was as if he was sure he would hold a victory.

"Too close! Step back!"

"Your words mean nothing to me. You can't control me. I will come as close as I please, you can't stop me."

Cyrus loomed over you, leaning closer and closer, the smirk on his face growing wider. He seemed utterly unfazed by your attempt to keep him at bay, determined to close the distance between you. After you tenderly caress his cheek, he could not hold back anymore

This hideous guy! Was it not enough for him to take everything? Even your ring finger was being tarnished with this cursed plastic ring.

[Season 1: Ended]

>> Author's note

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[ursonly-decaying]

this virgin nerd who wears glasses and looks just like a squeaky little kitten, he blushes every time he sees u, or every time u flirt with him. he would imagine ur tits pressed against his chest as u toy with his sensitive nipples with one hand and the other gently stroking his pink virgin cock. he would squirm under ur touch, whining and pleading for ur pussy.

[lofty-darlings-thoughts]

Imagine you and you're s/o cuddling...

(Sfw!)

Like imagine you just got home from work or school and you're just ready to pass out and your lovely s/o just welcomes you with open arms.

You've already kicked off your shoes and discarded anything you had to lug around all day, dropping everything the minute you got home to be snuggled up with your dearest.

No words, no ulterior motives, just curling up in bed with them to rest and give your aching limbs a break.

Finally after some time they finally speak, saying how happy they are to see you and saying how proud of you they are.

All finished off with a nice kiss on the head before you both finally take a nice long nap.

Everything else can wait for a few hours, for now you can rest with the one you love<3

A small ramble I thought of when I should be sleeping lol -Darling

[kromeihl]

YOU GUYS KNOW THAT TIKTOK TREND WHERE YOU LOOK AT YOUR PARTNER WEIRDLY WHILE YOU ASK THEM A QUESTION SO THEY COULD TELL THE AUDIENCE SOMETHING?

Imagine you ask your partner to tell them how you both met. As the timer goes off they start talking while you smile at them weirdly from time to time, every time they look at you, you dismiss it, making them think they’re just seeing things.

They caught up to your act and put a hand on your face, making you look at them, they kiss you surprisingly and continued on with the story, you paused there, frozen like a statue.

The comments would be them wanting to kill themselves because they’re single af.

[rebelssvy]

intimacy ੈ✩‧₊˚

just you being loved.

x reader

✧.*

could be your crush, a fictional character, your partner… you imagine!!! everything is gender neutral.

LABELS: making love, domesticallity. skin to skin.

pleasure overwhelming your senses. painfully slow. your back arched into your partner, groaning, eyebrows contorting.

no one has ever really seen you like this, sweaty, hair sticking to your face. eyes watering up from pleasure. your body looking like your body. naked, vulnerable.

everything was vulnerable.

skin to skin.

on your bad days, and your good days you were loved.

fully naked, you were loved.

they knew the ins and outs of your body. they knew your soul. plucking at all your strings to force pleasure on you.

smiling for no reason, laying awake, dancing, as long as it was with you. it was going to be the best.

soaking up the water in your bath, still feeling the remanence of your love. skin pruning from the water. you were always loved.

[ilysmtay]

☆ꕥ☆

seeing them in the hallway, making brief eye contact. the tension rising between you two without even realizing they think of you the same way at night.

they think about you laying next to them,

naked underneath their sheets,

hugging onto their arm

your scent filling their senses, making them smile.

[reaperexe]

Darling ♡

summary : when a run in with your ex makes things sour but at least your lover is here.

warnings : mentions of previous trauma.

Grocery shopping wasn't really a fun activity but grocery shopping with him was a whole new activity now. The unnecessary items he would throw into the cart acting like it was normal for you to have two giant family packs of cereal in your house before scolding him to put them away.

And he would put them away but just act like a kicked puppy on his way to do so. So when you steered the cart away from him and into the other aisle's to get away from the doe eyes and begging you didn't expect to run into someone.

That someone being your ex boyfriend. the ex boyfriend you swore to never interact with again. Your eyes widen and so does his when he sees you.

He says your name softly, you try not to cringe at the way your name rolls off his tongue and you don't even want to take his name.

"Been a while..." he says his tone already condescending like it had been all those years ago and your grip tightens around the cart.

Meanwhile your lover strolls through the aisles putting back the boxes of cereal and gathering more unnecessary items.

"You cut your hair?" he asks obviously ignoring your discomfort

"You know I've been meaning to reach out to you....." He says "wondered how you've been doing without me" He scoffs.

"I've been fine, better even" You say clenching your jaw.

"Really?" He says with a mocking look. "And here i thought you would come to your senses" He laughs.

The audacity of this man you think but your mouth dries when he slowly begins to approach you.

A strong voices pulls you out from your thought and stills the man in front of you "Darling?" Your lover calls coming up behind you as you breathe a sigh of relief.

He immediately recognizes the man in front of you from having to hold you all those years ago from all the nightmares and tears 'never again' he had sworn to himself.

He moves to stand defensively in front of you eyeing the guy, looking down on him.

"Hey man" Your ex says smirking "You are?.." He asks your lover trying to keep up his smugness despite your boyfriends intimidating gaze.

"Her boyfriend" He says his tone still dominating and he looks down on the guy.

"Oh yeah, we were just talking" he says "Right sweets?" He says peering over at you over your boyfriends shoulder.

You grip your lovers arm out of anger, not wanting to hear that voice or nickname.

"Well i think she's done talking man" Your boyfriend says firmly.

"Look mate-" Your ex begins stepping closer causing your boyfriend to cover you more and step towards him.

"I advise you leave" You speak up as your ex looks at you then back at your lover.

If looks could kill your ex would be dead by now, sensing the tense atmosphere your ex mutters a "Whatever, your loss" raising his hands in mock surrender and stepping back.

Your lover raises an arm but stills when he feels your hand on him, as much as you would love to see your ex get punched, a grocery store was not the place.

"Let it go baby" You say to your lover softly as your ex walks away.

"He better count his blessings" Your lover sighs relaxing and putting an arm around you.

You laugh at his words kissing his arm.

"You handled that so well baby I'm so proud of you" Your boyfriend says kissing the top of your head.

"You handled most of it" You say as he smiles, kissing you again

"Shall we check out?" He asks.

"Yes but only after you put back that giant bag of coffee beans, don't think i didn't notice" You say crossing your arms as he smiles sheepishly.

"But darlinggg" He whines but puts the bag back anyways as you smile.

[namelessscenarios]

Falling asleep with him

Warnings: none just very very little spice at the end but nothing to bad, fluff

Laying in bed with him, I can feel the length of him pressed against my back. The fan whirs and blows his hair softly against my neck while he presses his face gently against my back and shoulders. His arms wrap around me, causing the oversized sleep shirt I’m wearing to ride up, I can feel the heat from his bare torso through the thin material. My heart rate speeds up a little as I feel one of his hands trail from my stomach to the side of my ribcage, down my waist and hips, pausing for a moment to toy at the hem of my sleep shirt before continuing down to trace invisible patterns on my thighs. He scatters feather light kisses across the exposed skin of my neck, slowly he props himself up on his elbow, leaning over me and trailing kisses from my neck to my jaw. His hand goes from tracing patterns on my thigh to creeping under the hem of my shirt. I whisper his name softly, bringing my hand up to run my fingers through his hair. I can feel it as he smiles against my neck, he moves so that I’m under him now. His hips gently slotted between my legs as he continues to kiss up and down my neck and across my collar bones. His hand creeps up a little further, pushing the hem of my shirt up higher to expose my hips. He nips gently at the side of my neck, smiling when I let out a quiet yelp of surprise. At this point his fingertips are skimming lightly over my ribcage and he starts to kiss my chest and stomach over my shirt. When he reaches the exposed skin of my lower stomach he mutters to himself while looking up at me “Beautiful…” before continuing his trail of kisses. He begins to work his way back up, but he pushes the shirt up higher as he goes, exposing more bare skin for him to kiss. His fingertips dance across the soft skin of my sides before holding fast to my hips. He’s kissing my neck again as he pulls my hips flush against his, eliminating the little space that was left between us. I let out a little sigh at the feeling of him against me and he pulls his head back to look at me, he smiles down at me and finally kisses me, slow and sweet. He moves his hips slightly, trying to readjust himself, causing a bolt of tingles, making me gasp softly into the kiss. He smiles while still kissing me and moves his hips again, this time on purpose. The same feeling shoots through me and I let out a soft sigh. He runs the tip of his tongue against my bottom lip before pulling back slightly. He looks at me and says, “not tonight,” he kisses me again, softer than before, “I want it to be special.” Kissing me once more he shifts so my back is to his chest again tugging my shirt back down gently and wrapping his arms around me again as the soft whirring of the fan, and the sound of his even breathing lulls me back to sleep.

[brwneyed]

lovergirl

there was nothing more in this world that you wanted than to get your fairytale ending, for your knight in shining armor to come and sweep you away. you wanted that slow, passionate love, the kind where actions speak louder than words.

you were also painfully loyal, so much so that when you had a crush, he would become your entire world. you wouldn’t give attention to anyone else, even if that meant getting your heart broken, over and over.

so when you saw him for the first time, you just knew he was going to mean something special to you. it was like your brain chemistry was altered – he was all you could think of. your mind simply never rested. 

you were determined to get the guy. it was like you didn’t see a future where you two wouldn’t end up together. he was your drug, any interaction with him was like a rush and you couldn’t get enough. every time you saw him your heart skipped a beat, every conversation you two had made you overthink his intentions – did he mean that compliment in a friendly way? or maybe there was something more? either way, you loved the guessing game.

but delusion can only get you so far. going into this you knew that you’d get your heart broken and that nothing would come of it, yet you kept going in hopes that maybe he’d make an exception for you.

[abubbleina-void]

I'm so sick of having crushes

why am I the one who has to fall for your charms?

Why am I the one who ends up overwhelmed when I'm overthinking about you?

Why am I the one who tries to understand you?

Why am I the one who falls for you all over again when I knew I was over you?

Why me damnit?

[adaobiiii]

──────────── Staring In The Rain ⋆｡𖦹°‧★

Prompt : He (whoever he is) seems to have a staring problem and the main target is your eyes.

A/N : Yea so this is my very FIRST no named imagine lol. I actually have a character in mind when writing most of these (an oc) but yeaaa. whenever you see "----" it's for the name of whoever your imagining.

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He wasn’t weak for anything.

Not for danger, not for fear, not for the things that sent lesser men running. He was all sharp edges and unreadable expressions, a shadow in the night, untouchable.

And then there was you.

You, with your golden warmth, with your voice that wrapped around him like a snake, your laugh that would make his chest feel too tight. But most of all, you with those eyes.

Those eyes that cut through him like a blade whenever he had the fortunate chance of making eye contact with you.

Like right now.

You were looking up at him, lips parted slightly, big, pleading eyes wide as the dim street lights flickered above you. He barely heard whatever you’d just said—something about forgetting your jacket and wanting his, maybe? He wasn’t sure. He was too busy trying to keep himself from absolutely falling apart.

Because fuck, did you even know what you did to him?

The way your lashes fluttered just a little, the way your brows tilted up when you were waiting for him to respond, the way the shine of the city reflected in your irises, making them look impossibly deep.

Yeah. He was in trouble.

“----?” Your voice was softer now, questioning.

He blinked, realizing that he’d been staring. He dragged a hand down his face, exhaling slowly through his nose. Get it together.

“Mm?” he finally responded, but it sounded rougher than intended.

You tilted your head, frowning slightly. “You okay?”

No. Not at all.

“ ’m Fine,” he muttered, but he could feel the way his pulse was speeding up, the way his fingers twitched at his sides, itching to reach for you.

Your frown deepened, and then—oh, fuck—your eyes got even rounder out of concern. “You sure?”

He clenched his jaw. “Don’t look at me like that.”

Your brows furrowed. “Like what?”

He huffed out a sharp breath, running a hand through his hair. “Like you’re trying to ruin me.”

Your lips parted, surprise flickering across your face, followed by something softer and much more mischievous.

“-----,” you murmured, voice dipping into something a little more knowing.

And damn it, if you kept looking at him like that—like he was the only thing in the world worth seeing—he was going to do something reckless.

Like pull you closer, maybe tilt your chin up with his fingers and finally, finally kiss you senseless.

Your lashes fluttered. “You’re staring again.”

“Yeah.” His voice was lower now, rougher. “Whose fault is that, sweetheart?”

Your breath hitched just enough for him to know.

And just like that, he wasn’t untouchable anymore. Not to you. Never to you.

[ursonly-decaying]

Imagine its ur first time, and he gently massages ur clit and give u passionate kisses till u melt in his hands. he would let u feel how hard his cock is and he would guide you on how to suck his dick, he would also give praises like “go on princess make me feel good” “damn baby ur good at this” “keep up doll, ur doing fantastic”. but then will loose his mind when hes on the edge of cumming. he would grab ur hair and force you down till his tip hits the back of ur throat, he would then release his load inside u.

[nonchalantlucy]

Introducing....

LOSER-SUB!CHRIS STURNIOLO X DOM!READER

warnings: smut, edging kink, masturbation, sub male, slight degradition kink, losing NNN, overstimulation, oral sex (male recieving), use of y/n, little to no plot, pet names, NOT PROOF READ

details: DOM!READER will be using SHE/HER pronouns. chris lives with his girlfriend, y/n, who works at the local pet store. one day, she comes home early to find chris in a very compromising situation.

a/n: hi lovelies!! thank you for voting on my poll. as you can see, this story won! if you would still like to see the matt story, let me know!! this is my first time writing in MONTHS, so excuse me if it's bad... ENJOY!!

You walked into your apartment, noticing all the lights out. You know Chris is home, You saw his car outside, and it's only 6:00.

You slide your shoes off and walk deeper into the familiar darkness, placing your purse and jacket on the couch.

You stumble towards the hallway, tripping slightly on a cord. You come to a halt outside of yours and Chris's shared room.

You reach for the handle, turning it to open the door slightly. You stop in your tracks, the door not even halfway open when you hear a quiet whimper.

You peek your head around the door and into the room, seeing Chris lying on the bed. One arm is draped over his face, his head thrown back into the pillows. The other hand is rather low, stroking a quite intimate area very rapidly.

You step into the room fully, slightly mesmerized at the sight. You couldn't help but giggle quietly, which Chris hears.

His arm shoots off his head, grabbing the blanket and throwing it over himself as he sits up. His eyes glued to you.

"Babe, your home early..."

He speaks awkwardly, shying away under the blanket.

"That I am. What were you doing?"

You speak teasingly, walking towards the bed slowly. You know what he was doing, and he knows you know

"Nothing babe."

"Oh, so jerking yourself is nothing?"

"Shut up.."

"Weren't you bragging to Nate about how your gonna win NNN?"

"And I will. Its No NUT November, doesnt mean I can't touch myself."

"Hmm, I think I could make you lose."

You say, sitting down next to him, your hand snaking under the blanket and resting on his thigh.

"As if. I have more self control then that."

Chris speaks in a tone of courage, but the shudder his body gives and the quiet gasp he lets out says otherwise.

"Is that...a challenge?"

You speak, gently lifting the blanket off of him and crawling over him, hovering.

"Maybe."

As soon as the word left his mouth, you wasted no time. Your lips fly down, attacking his, as your hand snakes down his body to his most intimate member.

You wrap your finger around his cock, gently, causing him to gasp into the kiss. When his lips part, your tounge subconsciously shoots into his mouth, exploring it.

You begin to move your hand up and down, slowly. Your long nails, which he had paid for, adding extra sensation.

You slowly pull your lips off his, before moving them down to his neck. Leaving little bruises all over it, being sure to bite his most sensitive spot.

"Y/n.."

He gasps out your name, his hips bucking involuntarily up into your hand.

"Shh, be quiet for me.."

You mumble against his neck.

Your stroking gets faster, and his whimpers get louder.

"Y/n, Im gonna cum!"

Chris cries out, and you immediately stop the movement.

He lets out a whine and looks down at you, giving a questioning look.

You pull away from his neck, looking up at him.

"Wouldnt wanna lose, now would you?"

You smirk, crawling back up and kissing him.

This kiss is long and passionate, as he cups your cheek. Your tounges danced together in a loving fight. The heat between your bodies matching the flame of the sun.

Your hand moves back down, starting the stroking slowly. Teasing the tip of his cock, before speeding up slightly.

You pull away from the kiss, staring down at him. Watching as his eyebrows furrow, and his head tilts back slightly.

His lips pressed into a thin line, a slight sweat on the edges of his mouth. His eyes squeezed shut.

You begin moving your hand faster.

His mouth falls open, groans falling out one after another, and his head jerks back further.

You can tell hes close. So,

You stop your hand movmemt, earning a whine from him. You give him a sharp look, shutting him up before he has a chance to protest.

You climb off the bed, getting on your knees at the edge. You open your mouth to give commands, but before you can Chris is already positioned infront of you, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Little slut."

You mumble, before kissing the tip of his length. He lets out a quiet whimper, before responding. Or atleast, attempting to respond.

"Im not a slu- ahh!"

His words cut off, and blend into a moan as your wrap your lips around his tip. Your tounge flicks the very top as you move your mouth lower.

He throws his head back, a stream of curses, moans, and grunts leave his mouth as your work your magic.

You push your mouth as far down and deep you can go. Taking almost all his length in your mouth. What you cant take, your hand is tightly wrapped around it and twisting.

This throws him over the edge, his head falls back as he attempts to pull away from you.

"Please, im gonna.."

Before he can finish his sentence, you feel a string of warmth fly into your mouth and down your throat. It was a salty taste, but you swallowed it all nonetheless.

You dont pull your mouth way however. You keep going.

Sucking, and bobbing your head up and down.

"To much, to much"

Chris cries out, but his hand that has found its way to your hair eggs you on, pushing your face towards him as his hips buck up into your mouth.

Whimpers upon whimpers leave his mouth, and even faster then the first time he releases in your mouth once again.

You pull away, after swallowing it of course, and look up at him.

"Loser."

"Shut the fuck up."

hope you enjoyed it ! its not the best and kinda short, but its what i got ! let me know if you have any requests !!!