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[dahliascophin]

Currently thinking about sucking and licking Josh's dick until he can't think straight. Maybe Chris decides to call him and you force him to answer even though he's a mess and he can't concentrate at all with your hand permanently stroking him when your mouth is taking a break

... kay ngl im throwing a littlw Chris into this Josh one... cuz uh.. need them both reaaaaaal baddddd

this is gonna be mega long guys

Sub!Josh who's legs are spread while sat on the edge of the bed, you between them kissing and sucking up his length while he throws his head back with loud moans and groans

Sub!Josh who's legs jumps when his phone goes off next to his hand- quickly going to silence it before you grab his hand and stare up at him with a grin

"Nono.. see who it is.."

"w-why?"

"Don't talk back to me."

"Yes ma'am- sorry."

When josh realizes its Chris he shows you and you grin more

"Answer."

He goes to question you but knows you'll make it worse for him if he does- he sucks it up and answers- putting the phone between his ear and shoulder as he tries to catch his breath, noticing you pausing your movements as he gets a false hope you'd let him talk to Chris for a sec

Wrong.

You take his whole length into your mouth and shove your nose into his pubic hair as he silently gasps- trying to not give anything away.

"Hey, Man- so i sort of fucked up on this game and have no idea how to go back but i know you do can y-"

"- h-hey- Man um- yeah- i can-ohfuck- help.."

"....okay.. are- are you okay? you seem- frustrated or like out of breath-"

"- Yes!- yes- fine i'm fine, Chris just- what do you need?"

You stare at him with a smirk as you pull back and lick under his base- dripping drool down his balls as he looks down- his eyes rolling back as his mouth drops- hardly paying attention to Chris and almost moaning into the mic of his phone

" and it paused and i cant figure out how t- okay- Josh. Are you seriously okay? youre barely even responding."

"Y-yes, fuck- i'm fine, keep explaing it Chris..."

".... i feel like i might've interrupted something..."

"...well...um... sort of.."

"...IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND GIVING YOU HEAD WHILE ON THE PHONE WITH ME!?"

"........You called at a really bad.. time.."

You laugh from between his legs and grab the phone and put it on speaker- feeling much braver than normal

"Hi Chris..."

"... h-hi... i can call Josh.. another time- sorry-"

"Do you want to stay on the phone, Chris?"

"... i-i mean- i'm not.. um.. i-......k-keep going."

"Called just in time- you'll get to hear a whole lot more than just some sick sucking."

You end up fucking Josh while Chris listened in and jerked off over the phone to both of your moaning. Little did he know you took your own phone and set it up to film you and Josh fucking.

Later sending Chris the video for fun

"Heres a little treat 4 u, Chrissssy."

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"Holy fuck- am i allowed to use this for myself?"

"Why else would i send you it, Silly."

"Shit might even ask to join next time."

"... really?"

"... if you're both.. okay with it?"

"come over tomorrow?"

"Yes ma'am."

[admirationandromantics]

On the Line

This was a request! Maybe a bit creepy for some, but then you don't have to read it. Basically, you don't hang up the phone after speaking with Chris, leading to him finding out you have a thing for him. Again, my blog is 18+, as is ALL my posts.

Should I be reading for my exam? Yes. Am I doing it? No, I'm writing this for you guys. Please enjoy! <3

Your hand wanders down your stomach, sliding down to your clothed heat. Everything is perfect, you just took a hot shower after being out with Chris the entire day. He needed a new game, and he picked you up in his shiny black car, driving to the city and roaming the stores for the exact one he wanted. 

It was a hot day, and he was wearing a tight white shirt. His big strong arms bulked under the sun, contrasting the shadows around his muscles. He looked stunning, hot, sexy. You had to stop your eyes from wandering several times. 

Your hand moves down to your already soaked underwear, teasing through the fabric. If he was here, he would pin you down, using his teeth to drag your underwear off. You could get off on the thought of him alone. His strong arms come to mind again. The way they fold around objects, the way his thumb moves painfully slowly when feeling something. 

He could easily pick you up, you knew that after being thrown over his shoulder several times before. His big hands would smack your ass, hard. He would grope both your tits at the same time, leaving kisses all over you and sucking you off. 

You move away the clothed barrier, feeling yourself dripping down your fingers. Christ, if he only knew what his body did to you. You’ve only thought about his arms, making a mess on the newly changed sheets. 

The compression shirts he wore when working out. Clinging to his abs perfectly. How tall he was, how big he was. He could drown you, squash you, tear you apart. Your other hand moves to your boob, feeling the hardened nipple under your shirt. 

“Fuck, yes Chris. Please fuck me!” you whisper, imagining his presence on top of you. A loud ring from the phone interrupts your thoughts. You turn over, hand on your clit still moving in soft circles. The name shines in big letters on the screen: Christopher. 

“Fucking hell” you mutter to yourself. It’s like he knows exactly what you're doing. You swipe the answer-butting, putting him on speaker. 

“Hey Chrissy” you greet, face getting hotter. 

“Hey darling” he says back in a teasing tone. You would never admit it to anyone, but you loved the nickname. Your fingers glide down to your soaking folds, moving up and down. 

“So I was thinking about today, and I think you need a new game too. This is awesome!” he exclaims happily. God, he was sweet, caring, he wanted to meet you again. But you just wanted him. 

“We can go out again tomorrow, but if you want I can come pick you up again tonight? You could come over, play some episodes with me and I’ll drive you back home later?” he continues. 

Your breathing gets quicker, words getting harder to form by the second. 

“U-um yeah, that sounds great Chris” you mutter, breathing heavily and voice erotic. 

“Okay, great, I’m going to take a shower first-” he continues, but you only picture it. Him, in the shower, naked. His perfect body towering over you, slamming into the wall, warm water running over both of you as he captures your lips. 

“Are you okay?” he suddenly asks, voice lowering significantly. Oh, if he only could hear himself. That serious voice against your ear, small bites left on your neck. 

“Mhmm…” you manage to answer. “We’ll do that Chris, that’s good”

“Super, I’ll be over in a bit then” he ends, and you hang up and throw the phone aside. 

What you didn’t know though, was that you missed the button, and a certain someone forgot to tell you something. 

“Hey, could you-” he stops as he hears your whimpers. You don’t notice, thoughts filled with him getting you off. 

“Yes, Chris please, keep doing that!” you plead, pumping your fingers harder while the other hand rubs your clit. 

Chris is hearing everything. Your sloppy and horny self getting off by thinking of him. HIM! He can’t believe it. Just a couple of hours ago, he saw you, and now you were doing this? Imagining you laid draped on the bed, finger-fucking yourself, screaming his name in ecstacy, lustful eyes as you pictured him doing all these things to you. This got him off, and he could feel himself grow by your actions. After all, he already had thoughts about you too. Finally he heard his name from your moaning mouth, pleading and whining for him. 

His hand wanders under his underwear, grabbing hold of himself, starting to pump from the way you say his name. 

“God, yes, yes!” you shout, nearing the edge. He pumps faster, pulse quickening and cheeks flushing. He thinks about you underneath him, a whimpering mess of a woman as he slams into you, getting those beautiful sounds he’d been praying to hear. God, you were good for him, you were gonna be such a good girl, doing exactly as he said. He’d capture your lips in a kiss, swallowing your moans as he bites your lower lip. 

You cry as you get over the edge, passion and pleasure mixing as you relax, breathing heavily while riding it out. Chris feels himself coming from your screams, spilling all over his stomach and pants. 

You take a few deep breaths, laying your head back on the pillow. “Shit, shower” you whisper. You had to get ready. That shower was for nothing if you had to take a new one right after. Chris heard you, being quick to hang up the phone before you saw he was still on the line. This was not the way he’d let you know he also had a thing for you. After all, you were supposed to have all of tonight…

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the bass of music from the party echoed through the house, mixing with the laughter and chatter of people scattered around the house. you were in the kitchen, nursing your drink, trying to get a moment of peace away from the growing chaos in the living room. 

chris had been by your side for most of the night. from the moment he arrived, you’d been inseparable, like always. there was no obvious reason for it.

no clear tension, no defined spark, but it felt like something was shifting between you. you caught him looking at you more than once, his gaze lingering a little too long for it to be casual. 

he was your best friend, but tonight... something was different. you could feel it, something unspoken and hanging there between you two.

you leaned against the kitchen counter, watching as chris chatted with a group of people near the door. his laughter was a little louder than usual, and his eyes were slightly glazed over from the drinks he'd had. 

you knew him well enough to tell when he’d had enough to drink, and right now, he was definitely in that sweet spot where he was feeling loose, but not quite tipsy enough to be completely out of it.

a few minutes later, you noticed he was looking at you across the room. his gaze was intense in a way that made your chest tighten, and for a moment, you thought you might have imagined it. 

you turned back to your drink, trying to shake the feeling of his eyes on you.

but then he appeared beside you, a bit wobbly on his feet as he leaned against the counter next to you. you hadn’t seen him move, but there he was, a wide grin plastered on his face, though it looked a little softer than usual.

“you good?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

“yeah,” chris replied, his voice a little more relaxed than normal, his words slurring just slightly. “just... you, you’re good?”

you looked at him, the corner of your mouth twitching. “i’m fine. you’re the one who's several drinks in already.” you teased, nudging him lightly with your shoulder.

he grinned wider, his eyes twinkling with something that wasn’t quite mischief, more like a deep sincerity that caught you off guard. “i don’t care. you look... really good tonight.”

you chuckled, a nervous laugh slipping out, hoping to brush off what he said with a playful shrug. “thanks. you're not too bad yourself.”

but chris wasn’t having it. he tilted his head, his gaze growing more serious. “no, i mean it.” he leaned a little closer, his hand brushing against yours in an almost accidental but purposeful way. “you’re, like, really, really pretty.”

you laughed again, more to cover up the slight awkwardness you were feeling. “okay, chris. maybe you’ve had one too many shots, huh?”

he shook his head, but there was no hint of humor in his eyes now. his expression was soft, vulnerable in a way that you weren’t used to seeing from him. you could tell the alcohol was starting to take it’s toll, loosening him up in a way that made him more honest than usual.

“no, i’m serious,” he said again, this time his voice steady, though still carrying that gentle weight. “you’re stunning. i... i don’t think you even know how much.” he smiled, but it was a little lopsided, as if he wasn’t quite sure how to get the words right.

“i just... i notice, you know? you’re the first thing i wanna see when i wake up, and you’re the last thing i think about when i go to bed.”

your heart skipped a beat, caught off guard by his intensity. for a second, the noise of the party and the space around you both seemed to fade. the only thing you could focus on was the warmth of his hand brushing against yours, and the way his eyes. clear, direct, held yours.

“chris, i–” you stammered, unsure of how to respond. you didn’t know if this was just the alcohol talking, or if it was the truth seeping through the cracks. maybe both?

he took a small step closer, his eyes never leaving yours. “i think you’re perfect,” he added quietly. “and i don’t say it enough... maybe i should’ve told you sooner.” his voice cracked slightly as he ran a hand through his messy hair. “i... i think i might be in love with you. is that crazy?”

your breath caught in your throat, and you couldn’t find the words to respond immediately. you’d always known chris cared about you, but hearing him say it so plainly, so vulnerably, left you momentarily speechless. he blinked, seeming to realise what he’d just said, and a flush spread across his cheeks.

“i know. i’m probably just drunk and saying too much. i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to make this weird, but–” he laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “it’s just... how i feel.”

you stared at him for a long moment, your heart pounding in your chest. the room felt too small suddenly, the air too thick with emotion. his drunken confession hung between you.

“chris…” you finally managed, your voice soft. “are you sure? because you’re not usually like this. are you sure it’s not just the alcohol talking?”

he nodded, his face serious now, no longer playful, teasing. “i know it’s crazy. but i’ve thought about it for a while. and i don’t want to regret not saying it.” he exhaled, stepping back slightly as if giving you space. “i.. i just had to tell you.”

you were silent for a long moment. the uncertainty swirling inside you made it hard to think straight. you’d always felt something for him too, some quiet longing that you couldn’t put into words.

but you didn’t want to assume this was anything more than a drunken confession, especially when you weren’t sure how you’d feel about it in the morning.

chris looked at you, embarrassed. “i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable,” he added quietly, his voice thick with regret. “i shouldn’t have said anything, but i couldn’t... i couldn’t hold it in anymore.”

the distance between you seemed too far now. you stepped toward him, slowly, unsure but compelled by something in his eyes. “chris, i…” you stopped yourself. what could you say? how could you say it?

realising that words weren’t enough to convey everything swirling inside you, you took a breath, closed the distance between you, and pressed your lips to his.

the moment your lips met, everything else melted away. the noise, the party, the people. there was nothing but the warmth of his lips against yours, the soft pressure, the sudden burst of emotion you’d been too scared to acknowledge before.

it wasn’t rushed, it wasn’t perfect, it was simply the culmination of all the unspoken feelings that had been building between you. it felt right.

when you pulled away, you saw the surprise in his eyes, the wonder, like he wasn’t sure if he’d just imagined it.

“i feel the same way, you know,” you whispered, your voice barely audible over the thumping bass from the other room. “i have for a long time.”

chris laughed, a breathy, disbelieving sound. “so it wasn’t me just being drunk, then?” he asked with a soft grin.

you shook your head, a smile tugging at your lips. “no. it wasn't.”

the next morning, you woke up to the sound of your phone buzzing. you groggily checked the time, only to see several texts from chris, each one getting more apologetic than the last.

“hey, i’m really sorry about last night. i didn’t mean to make things weird. please don’t hate me.”

“keep apologising, and i might start to think that you regret it. spoiler, i don’t.”

and with that, you both knew things would never be the same. 

but that was exactly what you both needed.

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[xetlynn]

Until Dawn- By Your Side: Chapter Two, Promise

(Joshua Washington X Reader)

[One] [Two] [Three]

“I hope this was the right thing to do.” Sam quietly says, it seemed like it was supposed to be to herself. Chris and I give her a confused expression. “What?” He questions.

“You know, getting everyone together on the anniversary.” She explains further. “I mean Josh seemed really pumped about us all doing something didn’t he.” She starts but it was more of a question in the back of her mind. I just look at her with the same expression I’ve held. “Yeah, no, he definitely did.” Chris assures her. “I haven’t seen him so excited about something in… forever.” He continues, Sam looks at me to see if that’s true and I nod my head. “Good, good.”

“It’s hard to tell with him, and I’ve kinda been worried. Only hearing updates through [Name] or you.” Sam tells the blond as I notice her avoiding eye contact with me. I mean she has every right to feel worried about him but why is she acting sort of weird with me right now. “No, no, it was a good idea.” He tells her.

“I hope everybody else feels the same way.” She whispers. “we’re here aren’t we?” I add in, leaning back. “Well thanks bros, good talk.” She playfully punches both of us. “You know what? Let’s just stop talking about what happened and enjoy the trip.” Chris suddenly tells us. “You know what? You’re right.” Sam sighs.

“You know how Josh and I met?” He switches the subject and I smile, remembering it’s because of me that we all met. “No…?”

“Ok, [Name] became my friend in second grade. Neither of us remember how or when that happened but suddenly we were just friends. In third grade Josh sat in the back of the room, I sat in the front and [Name] was also in the back with Josh. She instantly talked with him and they became friends but somehow Josh and I never knew each other existed. But the kid sitting on the other side of him started strap snapping the training bra on the girl in front of him so the teacher made him move to the front- where I was sitting.” He smiles, and I lean back, listening even though I lived through it. It’s nice to hear. “Okay, so?” Sam asks.

“So I got moved to the back!” He exclaims. “And?”

“And next to Josh, that’s how we met! And us three became friends. To this day. Well [Name] and Josh a bit more than friends now.” He chuckles, pushing me closer to Sam and I roll my eyes, shoving him back. “A match made in heaven.” Sam smirks, “Josh and Chris definitely are.” I say, laughing. Chris scoffs.

“If it weren’t for the fact that Jeanie Simmonds hit puberty like three years early and on that day decided to wear a low cut shirt that showed off her training bra. I mean who knows? You could be riding in this cable car alone or with just [Name].” He pulls out a hypothetical and I shake my head. “Right now. Or talking to some other person or persons entirely. Boom: Butterfly effect.” He does a mic drop motion with his hand. “You’re so dramatic, Chris.” I sigh.

The cable car gets to our destination and we climb out. We try to open the door but it doesn’t budge. It had been a couple minutes of trying to get the stupid thing to open. “Jessica, over here!” Sam suddenly calls and I stay in the back after hearing my sister’s name. We were supposed to come here together but after I found out she’s going after Mike, we had a huge argument and I want nothing to do with her. “Uh… are you guys having a really weird stroke?” Jess asks them.

“We’re stuck in this stupid thing.” Chris answers her. “Can you please let us out? Pretty please?” Sam asks.

“Jess, don’t play a dumb prank either, just hurry up.” I tell her, annoyed. She ignores me and presses the button, letting us out. “Oh, my God. I thought we were goners. Another ten minutes in there and I would have chewed off my own leg.” Chris exasperates. “Aw, sick, Chris.” Sam mutters. “Like I said before, you’re dramatic.” I fold my arms over my chest. “Look I got a lot of meat on my bones. This is all muscle down here.” He explains and I just walk away from them. I hear them talk about Jessica having a crush on Mike. Jessica telling them about how she’s with him.

I take my phone out and text my boyfriend. Wondering if he’s got everything set up. I don’t get a response though.

I walk behind everyone as we make our way up to the lodge until I find my way back to Chris and Sam who’s weirdly being quiet. “Chugger gonna make her big come back this weekend?” He asks me and I glare up at him. “Again with this?” I groan, both of us stop walking and I place my hands on my hips as I stand in front of him. “I’m just saying Josh found her pretty hot.” He puts his hands up defensively.

“Chris, we’re 20 years old now, Chugger no longer exists. Plus Josh still finds me hot. Obviously because we’re dating.” I scrunch my nose, irritated on this being a conversation once again. He goes to say something but has a smirk tied to his lips, I glance to Sam who was looking behind me.

Suddenly arms wrap around my waist and I’m lifted up into the air. I let out a squeal, kicking my feet. “Woah!” I get placed back on the ground and then spun around.

“Hello, my beautiful darling.” It was Josh, he pulls me into his arms and I hear him sniff my hair. I let out a laugh. “Hi, my love.” I look up and he kiss my lips. “Where have you been?” I ask him.

“Oh you know, around. Setting everything up. Or at least trying to.” He frowns. “Hm, I tried texting you.” I pull away from him.

“Sorry, haven’t really been on it much with all the running around.” He rubs the back of his head. I stare at him, my face scrunched with confusion. He’s acting weird. He gives me a wink and I roll my eyes.

We get to the stairs of the lodge.

“Man I feel like this mountain gets bigger every time I climb it.” Chris complains, he keeps walking behind me and kicking the heel of my shoe. “Oh yeah? Feels the same to me.” Josh says, grabbing my hand. “Oh come on, you grew up here. It probably feels like it’s shrinking.” Chris huffs.

“I guess that’s true.” Josh smiles, squeezing my hand. “When are you gonna install some cell towers up here? I’m getting withdrawals already.” The blond criticizes the mountain, lifting his phone in the air to try to get some sort of service.

“You got a spare million lying around and I’ll fix you right up.” Josh jokes, chuckling to himself and I smile. “Funny you should say that…” He checks his pockets as we start walking once again. “Ah I think I left it in my other jacket.” Chris points back. “Oops.” Josh shrugs. “Darn, that sucks.” I snap my fingers.

“Hey guys… Get up here okay?” Josh questions the rest of the group ahead of us.

“Yeah… well, more or less. But it’s so good to see you!” Ashley smiles to my boyfriend and then makes eye contact with me, giving a big grin. I’ve always loved Ashley. She’s a sweetheart. I’m iffy about her after the prank but Josh keeps telling me the twins would’ve wanted me to forgive them. It feels like I should be telling him that. In the beginning his anger was strong…

“Sup with him?” Josh motions to an upset looking Matt. Matt just looks away, I let out a breath. “Let’s just get inside.” I whisper, tugging Josh to come up the stairs.

“Yo yo yo! Are we gonna get things moving up here or what?” Chris asks Josh. “Yeah man!” He smiles.

He grips my hand once again and I look up at him. Wondering why he keeps doing that. “Hey… you doin’ alright?” Our friend gets serious, my eyes soften and lean closer into my boyfriend. Wanting to know the same thing even though I’m with him so much. His mind can go everywhere sometimes. “I mean I know it must be really tough without your sis-“

“Stop.” Josh warns him, letting go of my hand. “I just meant that-“

“No I know what you meant. You know seriously I’m over it and I just want us to have a good time, you know? Like we always used to.” Josh turns away from us and I frown, I know he’s not okay. I don’t know why he said he’s over it. He doesn’t have to be over it.

Chris nods his head though, “Right, Chugger could come out like she used to. But she won’t budge through this facade.” Chris pokes my side.

“Shut up about the Chugger thing already.” I throw my head back, jokingly gripping my head. “If my lady says no Chugger, that means no Chugger, sir.” Josh points a finger in our best friend’s face with a smile. Turning back around to try and open the door. “Dammit, this freaking thing.” He curses.

“It’s iced?” I ask. “What else.”

“Maybe there’s another way in.” Chris suggests. “There are a million ways in. They’re just all locked.” Josh continues to try with the door. “There’s gotta be, like, a window round the corner we can get like, get open or something.” Chris tells my boyfriend who stands up straighter at his idea.

“Wait a second, are you saying we should break in?” He questions Chris. “I don’t think it’s technically breaking in if you own the place, right?” Chris laughs.

“Hey, not if I don’t report you.” Josh jokes, making our friend nervous. “Lead the way, Cochise!” He motions him to go back down the stairs.

Once we get down Chris talks to Ashley. Josh and I watching the scene, his hand finds his way back to mine and I feel a kiss on my jawline. “I missed you.” He whispers in my ear and I smile. “I saw you three days ago.” I keeps my eyes looking ahead of me. “Three days too long.” He pulls me closer to him, kissing my neck making me laugh because it tickles.

“All right, all right, love birds. Keep it moving!” Chris orders us, shooing at us like we were cattle or a flock of birds. Instead of arguing we move it. Wanting to get inside. “Ashley was looking pretty hot today, right?” I teasingly ask the blond.

“Yeah if you don’t hit I’m sure Mike will get on that case.” Josh tells him, I pinch his hand, thinking that was a little too far. “Hey, cut it out you two.” Chris shakes his head but doesn’t lock eye contact with us. “Re-laaax I’m just checkin’ to see if there’s some blood flowin’ down there.” Josh laughs. “Tsk yeah…”

“Listen dude. Look around you. Look at these beautiful mountains. Do you see any parents?” Josh even takes a glance around him as he instructed our friend to do the same. “I mean can you imagine a more perfect, ripe scenario, just dripping with erotic possibilities? You, and Ashley, alone at last…” Josh makes up a hypothetical and I can see how these two are best friends. “You’ve laid all the groundwork… you’ve been a perfect gentleman. Now you come in for the kill!” Josh dramatically tells him. I let out a sigh at this awful conversation.

“Maybe you’re right.” Chris smiles.

“You’re a hunter bro. No fear. No mercy. I mean she won’t even know what hit her.” We walk around him and start back up to get to another way inside the lodge. “Alright, alright. I got it. Jeez.”

“You’re gross, Joshua.” I gently push him, he snickers pushing my back but we’re still holding hands. “You know I’m only messing.” He stops us to kiss me on the lips before continuing again.

“So how are we planning on breaking in to my parents lodge, bud?” Josh asks Chris. “Wait, I didn’t say I had a plan-“

“You sounded like you had a plan.” I chime in, Josh hums, agreeing with me. “You better deliver, Cochise, or else you got five lovely ladies who are gonna be freezing their bus off and last time I checked, that’s not a good way to get laid.” Josh tells him, playfully squeezing my hand and I scoff.

“All you think about is your penis.” I mumble. “Mm, maybe.” He whispers back to me. “well shoot, nobody likes cool buns.” Chris says.

Chris walks over to where an emergency axe should be but he lets out a disappointing sounding “oh.” Then he goes over to a cupboard? “Well well well. We got ourselves a thinker. Nice one.” Josh pats the thing, letting go of my hand. They push it over to the closest window. I watch them do the work.

“Who’s gonna get in there first?” Chris jokingly asks us. I shrug my shoulders. “if you want, I can do it.” I offer but Josh immediately pulls me back shaking his head in disagreement. “No, no, let Chris go.” He tells me, I look to Chris who waves it off. Climbing on the thing.

He lifts the window open and climbs inside the building. We hear a thud and him groan afterwards. I wince. “C’mon.” Josh lifts himself up and then helps me beside him but there’s barely any room. “Ugh, I’m okay!” Chris moans. “I should’ve pain more attention in climbing class…” He talks to himself. “You mean gym?” Josh furrows his brows as I laugh.

“Yeah, you know, with the climbing up the rope.” He stands up from the ground and then the light in the room shatters. “whoa.” Josh steps back, I almost slip but I catch myself. “Did I do that?” Chris asks.

“I don’t… I don’t think so. Here, use this.” Josh throws him a lighter. “Whoa- Chris, I just got an awesome idea.”

“Yeah?”

“Totally!”

“Well what is it?” Chris asks, looking up to us. “Okay. So I am pretty sure that I’ve got some deodorant in one of the bathrooms… you could use that with the lighter.” Josh tells him. “I don’t follow. How’s a stick of deodorant gonna help?”

“Spray on. It’s a can.” Josh corrects him. “Ohhh yeah, now I gotcha. “Flamethrower.”

“Just like we do with the lil army dudes.” Chris excitedly remembers and I wince at the memory. The smell of the plastic burning in my nose. “Yup. The ones we melted. Just point the spray-can at the lighter and Fwoosh!” Josh flings his arms up, almost knocking me before he grabbed onto my waist quickly. “Bye-bye frozen lock.” Chris chuckles. “Bingo.” Josh looks to the side. “Alright, so you got this. I’m gonna go sort something out- you up for hunting around in the dark for a little bit?” He asks Chris, I’m confused on what he has to sort out.

“Nope. But I’ll do it.” The blond shrugs. “Godspeed pil’grim.” Josh salutes to him before jumping down and then motioning for me to get on his back. “In the snow?” I nervously ask.

“Yes, I got you.” He says. “I… okay.” I slowly get onto his back and I feel his hands grip my thighs immediately. He makes his way back to the front of the lodge. Sam and Ashley were still sitting there. “I gotta go do something, I’ll be back.” He pats my thigh and I jump down.

“Joshua, where are you going?” I ask him in a quiet tone, we were a few feet away from the stairs still. “Just a sorting out a surprise for everyone.” He doesn’t look me in the eye and I fold my arms across my chest. “You’re acting strange, love.” I tell him.

“I’ll tell you later, I promise.” He puts his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him. “You promise?” I raise my brows, he smiles. “Of course.” He gives me a long kiss before letting me go.

I go over to Ashley and Sam who are huddled up together. “Where’s Chris?” Ashley asks and I laugh. “He’s in the house, gonna open the door for us.” I inform them, sitting with them.

“Where’d Josh head to?” Sam speaks up and I glance off to the direction he was heading. “Um, I don’t actually know. He told me he would tell me later.” I frown, now feeling myself getting colder. “Weird.” She mumbles.

“Let’s go over to the door so we can get that fire started as soon as possible.” I pat both of them and we stand up. Walking up the stairs to the front door.

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[thomas-the-goat-of-satan]

I heart Until Dawn and it's collection of comically stupid characters. and I do mean all of them. and I do mean it affectionately. I just. god. the reason that anything can happen to these people At All is because, somehow, Every Single One Of Them decided that it was a good idea to accept an invite to the World's Most Suspicious Event at the World's Most Suspicious Place. "hmm!! I'm sure nothing strange or horrific is going to happen to us up on our rich friend's isolated mountain lodge; why would it?? I mean, sure, we Are going to be up there on the exact same date that we inadvertently triggered the events of his sisters' disappearance, but surely he's not upset with us about that or anything. let's go!!" seven separate people. nobody thought anything of it. it's incredible. impressive, even. I mean, I don't know. me personallyyyyy?? I probably would've received that invitation and thought, "oh, he's For Sure gonna do something to us up there, and he For Sure has the means to get away with it; I'm Not Gonna Go." but. hey. that's just me.

[slasherscream]

Can you do some more until dawn characters (yandere please) like you’re trying on clothes at the mall and ask their opinion?

YANDERE UNTIL DAWN CHARACTERS + READER IS TRYING ON CLOTHES

A/N: thank you for reading my until dawn content! it's such a small fandom these days, comments/reblogs/anon reviews/asks are appreciated as they let me know people are still reading these. 

- Josh has an excellent eye for aesthetics. He may not know all the words/names for the types of clothes you look good in but he recognizes them right away. He’ll try and describe something you should get, give up, wander off, then come back with examples of what he meant while you’re in the dressing room. If the shopping trip is under four hours he can remain locked in the entire time. This is the strength of will and character that comes with being the big brother to two little sisters who got his driving license first. He’s spent entire lifetimes at the mall hyping up the twins. He knows what to do. Overall helpfulness: 8/10.

- Sam loves spending quality time with you. Quality time is one of her preferred love languages, in fact. She picks you up for your shopping day with your favorite coffee shop order in hand, from the best place in town. She’s good with little details like that. You can always count on her to give you her honest opinion on what you pick out. She’s gentle about it, but she’ll never let you wear something she thinks is unflattering. She’s also mindful of waste consumption. With Sam’s help you wind up picking things you love, are comfortable wearing, and that you’ll actually use. Not a penny wasted, no matter how much you spend. Overall helpfulness: 10/10. 

- Chris could not possibly, in any version of reality, fix his mouth to give you a criticism about any of your choices. Let alone choices about how you will go about decorating your body. He’s lucky he gets to look at you. It’s an honor! Thank you for honoring him! Every time you step out of the dressing room you will get the exact same answer, very enthusiastically, in the same tone: “That looks GREAT, babe!” You’ll be ready to kill him thirty minutes in. Absolutely worthless feedback. You’ll have to get help from the salespeople who work there for opinions. If you want a ‘yes man’ this is your guy! Overall helpfulness: 3/10. 

Hannah is another sap. She’s more helpful than Chris, but only by the slightest margin. If something doesn’t look good she’ll be able to stutter her way around to it…. eventually. She’s nearly petrified at the thought of upsetting you. Never-mind the fact that you’ve asked her how the top looks on you five times now. “Well…. I mean… how do YOU think it looks, Y/N?” As if you’d be asking if you could come up with an opinion yourself. You’ll wind up leaving with only a few items. You’ll have to come back with a friend in a few days. You may need a new wardrobe, but if you need help picking it out, you’ll need a different set of eyes. Overall helpfulness: 4/10.

- Emily is going to be honest to the point that, yes, it will hurt your feelings a little… if you’re lucky. Mileage may vary. If you’re particularly sensitive she’ll hurt your feelings a lot. But god forbid you start trying to take someone nicer shopping with you. She’ll throw the hissy fit of the century when she finds out. Yes, when, and not if. Emily manages to find out everything you try to keep from her. Everything. On one hand you’ll wind up looking the best you’ve ever looked. Your entire wardrobe suits you perfectly. She even buys/picks out things that you’ll like, in your style, even if she finds the style personally distasteful. That’s how much she loves you. It just has to suit you, or else she will say something, and the way she says it is never very nice. You’ll look incredible, but at what cost to your mental health? Overall helpfulness: 8/10. 

- Mike isn't very enthusiastic about the activity, but likes the good boyfriend points it garners him. Thus, he will come along whenever you bid him to do so. He’s only got about two and a half hours of shopping in him though, so try and have an idea of what you want to get in your mind. Before you arrive at the stores, please. If you take a long lunch break he can go back for another two hours but this is his hard limit. Knows well enough what you already look good in. Or when something looks downright awful on you. He does struggle a little to help if you’re wanting to try a completely new style. He’s as lost as you. The more underground/alternative/particular the style you want to try is, the worse the advice gets. If you’re just doing a wardrobe refresher this is your man. Overall helpfulness: 6/10. 

- Beth makes shopping relaxing. You’ll stay as long as you need in order to get everything you need. She probably had you make a Pinterest board before you guys went out so that you’d be able to refer back to it. She knows getting into the stores can wipe your mind clean of what you needed/wanted to get. She’ll have you guys stop for lunch as well, but then you’re right back at it! She likes seeing your style evolve and change. Her feedback is honest, but gentle. It won’t ever feel like a criticism of your body, just the clothing. You walk out satisfied and always happier than when you came in together. Overall helpfulness: 10/10. 

- Jessica is in her element here. Honestly, Jessica drags you shopping with her more than you’ll ever drag her shopping. Spending time together means a lot to Jessica. She never takes it for granted. Thus, she always tries to make any activity, but especially repeat ones like shopping, fun. She probably has a shopping playlist she made for the two of you. You both wear one wireless earbud and get to movie montage with each other. Watch out if the Princess Diaries songs or something Hip-hop comes on, she’ll start dancing to make you laugh. Her feedback is upbeat and positive, but honest. She hypes you up like crazy when you come out wearing something that makes you look really hot! Wolf whistles and everything, your face will be burning up as you flee back into the safety of the dressing room. “Baby, come back! You look smoking!” Overall helpfulness: 9/10. 

- Matt knows absolutely nothing about fashion. He tries his very best to help, but he’s at a loss. Only if something very obviously doesn’t suit you will he be able to veto it for you. “I dunno… maybe it’s a little awkward in the arms or…. something?” You’ll have to take a few breaths. However, if something looks good, he can absolutely be a hype man! His eyes light up, he takes your hand, makes you do a spin. All the attention is enough to make you kick your feet and giggle. He can compliment you all day long. To his credit, he can compliment you specifically enough on what looks good. Even if it’s still a little vague. “The color of this makes you look really… wow! You know?” You’ll be able to figure out he means jewel tones make your skin look glowy one of these days. For now, at least you know your boyfriend thinks you’re gorgeous no matter what you wear. Overall helpfulness: 5/10.

[untildawnss]

until dawn characters overhearing their partner say something positive about them/their relationship

okiedokie [cracks knuckles] i had a shower to wash away the sad and now i'm ready to write the good - this took a good while because i was watching a show while writing lol

this is going to be fluff, i'll find out if anything else happens while writing this. very minor angsty and nsfw mentions.

ashley

"i don't think i've ever loved anyone as much as i love ashley. i still get butterflies when i look at her."

you tossed your phone towards ashley so she could order pizza while you were busy writing an assignment on your laptop. when she unlocked it, the chat with your best friend was still open, your last text the one about ashley. "i didn't know you were a big ol' sap." ashley shifted on the couch and leaned her head against your shoulder. "huh?" you stopped typing and furrowed your brow. "what are you talking about?" - "oh, just that text about me you sent earlier." she was already scrolling through the menu, looking for your favourite pizza. "were you snooping?" - "i didn't have to. you never close your apps." you nodded your head. it was true, you never did. "i get butterflies, too. ever since we met. maybe we're soulmates." she leaned in to kiss you.

beth

"hannah, oh my god, i'm so happy to see you. did you know that i love beth soooooo much? she's the best. i want to marry her. do you think she would want to marry me?"

beth tried to interrupt your drunken ramblings. her twin sister was on the couch next to you, snoring, and you had woken up while she was trying to clear the empty pizza boxes from the coffee table. you had immediately pulled her into a tight hug and happily babbled on about beth for a minute until you fell asleep again. beth carefully removed herself from your arms and decided that she wasn't really in the mood to clean up after you and hannah, you were perfectly capable of doing that yourself in the morning. and she was only a little offended that you had mistaken her for her sister. it was kind of fun to know how you talked about her when you thought she wasn't there.

chris

"josh, chris just texted me 'can we talk?' and i am freaking out. is he breaking up with me? please tell me he's not breaking up with me. he's honestly the best boyfriend i've ever had and i-"

josh groaned. "i told him not to text you that. chris, what's wrong with you?" you heard some crinkling, the muffled sounds of josh and chris whispering and then what sounded like a slap before josh let you know that he was handing the phone over to chris now. "hey, sorry about that. josh's hand and the back of my head just had a meet and greet." - "good for you? what the fuck was that text about, chris?" more whispering. "chris?" - "yeah, sorry. so remember how you just said that i'm the best boyfriend ever?" you sighed. "looking back, i probably wouldn't have said it if i had known you were listening." chris cleared his throat. "well, actually, i was thinking that you're the best partner i've ever had and i wanted to ask you to move in with me and so i decided to send you a text to ask you to talk about it." - "can you actually put josh back on for a second?" whispering again, until you heard josh's voice. "what's up?" - "can you tell chris that i love him and will move in with him but that he seriously needs to work on the way he brings up serious topics?"

emily

"you might not like her but i love her. she's the best thing that ever happened to me and if you just bothered to get to know her, you'd know that she's actually smart and funny and great. she actually shows up for me, do you?"

emily knew that your family hated her. they saw her as a stuck-up mean girl with expensive tastes and were worried that she was just using you until someone better came along. she hated that her relationship with you was causing all these fights with your family because they thought they knew better. this was the worst fight you'd ever had with them and she'd never heard you yell like that. "no, i'm done talking. don't bother calling again until you accept that i'm an adult and make my own decisions." emily heard you swearing before you knocked on the bedroom door and walked in. you were half-dressed, the original plan had been to go out for dinner. emily was still sitting in front of her vanity, absent-mindedly twirling a blending brush between her fingers. your phone buzzed again. "i swear to god," you muttered through clenched teeth as you declined the call. "rain check?" emily asked, already putting away the brush and looking for her make up wipes. "please." she looked at you through the mirror. "i'm sorry for asking but i think i need help getting out of this dress." - "oh, so you're flirting with me? right now?" you couldn't help but smile. "if you want me to. or you could just tell me how smart and funny and great i am while i order dinner." - "i can do that."

hannah

"dear hannah, your glasses are very cute and look really good on you. you have a really pretty face and i have a crush on you."

"dear hannah, do you want to go out with me?"

"dear hannah, you were really good as juliet in the senior year play."

"oh my god, what's this?" hannah picked up the loose papers that had slid all over the wooden floor of the living room in your new apartment. "what? oh, oh no. i thought i'd thrown those away. they're so old." - "i didn't know you had a crush on me back in high school. wow, we really could have gotten together years ago." you were on your hands and knees, trying to grab the old, unfinished love letters you had never had the courage to slip into hannah's locker or bag. "what? you liked me in high school?" - "who did you think sent you all those valentines? i didn't know you liked my glasses back then." before long both of you were on the floor, reminiscing about all the near confessions you had accidentally dodged.

jess

"we'd love to go out for drinks with you guys, but i have plans with my super hot girlfriend and i wouldn't miss it for the world and she has plans with me. oops, putting our phones on do not disturb now."

you sent the text to the group chat and turned to jess. the two of you were on the couch, wearing sweatpants and facemasks. numerous candles were illuminating the living room and there was a romcom playing on the TV. "super hot girlfriend, is that right?" jess was smiling, the hydrating sheet mask wrinkling and folding around her mouth. "oh, very." you were sipping wine through a straw. "and you'd rather be at home doing skincare and watching a movie with me?" - "are you kidding me? i get to have a few drinks, hang out with my favourite person in the world AND wake up with great skin. what more could a person want?" - "you're not so bad yourself."

josh

"ugh, i know, right? he's smart, he's hot, he's kinda weird but in that cute and quirky way and when i look at him, i want to start writing poems or love songs. it's actually disgusting how perfect i think he is."

josh and you were at a bar with a group of friends and while josh had gone to get more drinks and a few others were playing pool, one of them had taken the opportunity to tease you about the way the two of you adored each other. neither of you didn't realise that josh was already on his way back to the table and heard every word you said. he stopped for a few seconds to compose himself, thinking that you'd probably be embarrassed if you knew that he heard you talking about him. the rest of the night, josh was in a, to you, inexplicably good mood but when you asked what had him smiling like that he said that he was just having fun. you narrowed your eyes and looked at him, suspiciously. "what did you do?" - "nothing, i swear." a few hours later you were on your way home, your hand in josh's while he was swinging them back and forth. "what is up with you today? i could pass out right here and now. how are you not tired?" josh's smile was as wide as ever. "it's nothing, really. i'm just happy i met you."

matt

"i wouldn't dream of breaking uncle matt's heart. pinkie promise. when we get married you can be flower girls."

matt's nieces had begged you to play tea party with them. they were extraordinarily good at offering you tea while giving you the third degree. yes, i love your uncle matt a lot. yes, i hope your uncle matt loves me, too. yes, we live together. no, i won't break up with uncle matt. you thought meeting matt's parents for the first time would be intimidating. his nieces were almost terrifying. finally, matt came to save you when they started asking about babies. you waved goodbye to the girls. "so it's when, not if we get married?" you looked at matt and your heart skipped a beat, he was smiling warmly. "well, i mean, i guess-" you sputtered. "wait, you were listening and you let them interrogate me?" - "oh, do you want to go back and tell them how many kids we're gonna have?"

mike

"yes, i know he's handsome. like absolute dreamboat, straight out of a disney movie handsome."

"oh, you better watch your mouth, that's my boyfriend you're talking about."

"oh no, he's an only child. but i think he has cousins. doubt he left any hot for the rest of them, though."

you hadn't heard mike come home and he was trying really hard to respect your privacy but the bedroom door was ajar and you were always louder when you were talking on the phone, especially when talking to your best friend whom he was due to meet this upcoming weekend. and he couldn't deny it, he was curious what you had to say about him. mike pushed the bedroom door open slowly, you had your back to him and were scrolling on your phone with your earphones in. "busy?" he asked, leaning against the doorframe and grinning widely when you jumped and almost tumbled off the bed. "what the fuck, mike? when did you get here?" you said a quick goodbye to your friend and put your phone on the bedside table. "oh, not that long ago." he crossed his arms, still grinning at you. "but go on, what were you saying about me?" mike inched towards the bed, his face now scrunched up in mock-confusion. "something about me being super hot, i think." - "i never said super hot." he put the back of his hand against his forehead and closed his eyes, feigning hurt this time. "you wound me." then, before you knew it, he was straddling you, his lips barely an inch from yours as he was running his hands down your sides, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. "guess i'll have to change your mind, then."

sam

"my girlfriend just opened her own gallery and i'm super proud of her. do you have anything on the menu that's fancy and says 'i love you so much, you're gonna do great' and, most importantly, is also vegan? is champagne vegan? do you have vegan champagne?"

sam heard you whispering to the hostess as she walked through the doors behind you. so that's why you wanted her to park the car. she smiled at the hostess and rolled her eyes slightly, affectionately, pointed and you and then at herself while mouthing i'm the girlfriend. the hostess nodded and asked you to wait just a few more minutes, your table was almost ready. "you know i'm just a cog in the machine and the gallery isn't actually my own, right?" sam had sauntered over and was looking at you with one eyebrow raised in amusement. "you're still an active partner and the face of the gallery. so why bother explaining?" - "oh, i'm not complaining. just wondering if you hit your head. but now i don't feel bad about letting you wine and dine me."

[ouranfics]

Who the Until Dawn Characters Voted for: ELECTION DAY SPECIAL

Hannah voted for Kamala but she needed convincing. She was absolutely going to vote for Jill Stein but Sam talked her out of it after saying that it would just give votes to Trump.

Beth voted for Kamala too, but was with her from the start. As soon as Biden dropped out of the race she kept saying it’s time for a Kamalanomenon.

Sam ABSOLUTELY voted for Kamala. SHE IS A VEGAN ROCK CLIMBER AND ANIMAL ACTIVIST. She loves the idea of taxing the rich even though her best friends are all nepo babies.

Josh probably wanted to write in himself but his state didn’t have a write in box so he just voted for Kamala.

Mike voted for RFK.

Jessica accidentally filled in the box for Trump and started panicking so she had to go back to the registration table to get another ballot. Besides this little fumble she voted for Kamala, she might not be a girls girl but she does not want the orange back in office.

Emily voted for Kamala and announces it proudly. She is so tired of old men being in office and needs a woman to be in this position of power.

Matt voted for Kamala because Emily told him to.

Chris voted for Kamala because of her clean energy initiatives, idk I headcanon him as a climate activist even though he couldn’t handle not having wifi. He is still gen z okay.

Ashley filled in the straight democrat box and turned in her ballot. She knew what she wanted.

THIS IS YOUR REMINDER TO PLEASE GO VOTE! i know technically all of these characters are canadian but i wanted to write this for the laughs u know hehe.

[nearlydawn]

until dawn masterlist

⇢ samantha giddings ⇢ ashley brown ⇢ joshua washington ⇢ christopher hartley ⇢ matthew taylor ⇢ jessica riley ⇢ emily davis ⇢ michael munroe

[sammyloomis]

climbing chrash jobs in the group minecraft server

chris: farm and redstone engineer. if u need a resource, chris can probably make a convoluted bullshit farm to get it for you. half of the server lag happens when he turns one of said farms on. he also likes building railway systems to connect all their stuff because choo choo

josh: building and monster killing. u need a base?? josh can build it. u need a weirdly ornamental structure somewhere in ur world? josh can build it. u need a horrific cobblestone monolith built from bedrock to build limit?? josh WILL build it regardless of if you want him to or not. hes killed the wither upwards of 100 times for beacons alone

ashley: mining and resource gathering. there is Nothing she loves more than sticking on a podcast or audio book and strip mining til the cows come home. like, chests upon chests upon CHESTS of every possible block and ore you can think of. dont ask her to go to the nether or the end tho, its too scawy

[dahliascophin]

Double pen with Chris and josh 😵[ totally not based off your recent post ] but anyways.... Being lifted up by 2 strong beefy men [ Chris and josh ] while you get your cunt abused and used at the same time at the same pace, as there moving in rhythm and pace both hitting that spot inside you over and over roughly with their fat tips MGHN.. 😵 as they are just having a blast degrading and praising you on for taking their cocks so well... big hands and body's sandwiching you between them as they tag team you... Me likely

Omg thinking abt how they mock you for getting shakey and wobbly bcus of the force of their cocks ?2!&(&/

EEEDHHEHEHEH

"Ohh ohh poor girl...can hardly handle it can you?"

"Need some help, baby? sure looks like it.."

Having Chris on his knees behind you and Josh on bottom while they find a matching rhythm to fuck you- Chris holding your upper body to make sure you don't collapse and Josh pulling your hips down onto their cocks 😵��💫🥴

Josh and Chris mocking your teary sobs omg wtf

"Thought you said you could take us? what happened to all that confidence, sweetie?"

"Too much! Too much! Too bad- you mouthed off to us and got yourself here hon"

Josh having a quick pace on your clit with one of his hands while he watches you desperately fuck yourself back onto both of them. ?/)/!/$&;&

ahh.

a h.

[admirationandromantics]

Affection

Yay, another request! I felt a bit stumped on this, but I just hope it works out lol. Listened to Fantastic (King Princess) once, and now it's the only thing I listen to. Why am I not sick of it yet? I have listened to it at least 100 times today... Anyway, enjoy some Chris <3

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We make our way over to the picnic table. Everyone is waiting, some of them already eating. I grab Chris's hand harder, dragging him with me as I walk faster. 

“Hey guys!” I shout, getting to the benches. Everyone is here. Everyone except for Emily and Matt. Matt had a game, and prayed for her to join and watch. Of course she said yes. 

The table is covered in cut up fruit and vegetables, bread, jam, cheese, rolls, cinnamon buns and donuts. It all looks amazing. 

“Why are you only eating the fruit?” Chris asks. 

“Because someone came late, and they had the butter, cutlery and honey” Jess whines, holding out her hand to us. I open my bag, finding the things stated and pulling them on the table. 

“Well, you can only blame this little guy” I smile, pointing my thumb at Chris. He gives a pouty face in return, not liking the nickname. 

“Oh really?” 

“You switched t-shirts three times dear”

“I wanted to look good” 

“All of them were white!” 

“Are you telling me this whole getup took you less time than me?” he asks, hand waving to my whole outfit. It’s true that this would normally have taken longer to plan, considering my style and all the intricate details of the whole fit. 

“Normally, yes. Today? No. I planned this yesterday” I state, clapping his cheek and giving him a small kiss to signal the end of the conversation. 

People go back to their conversations. Jess is talking about some purchase she made a couple of days ago, a white gold necklace which hasn’t been shipped yet. I ask to see a picture, and it’s gorgeous. Small, delicate chain with a circle charm adorned in diamonds. I look over at Ashley and Beth, and they’ve both laid down in the grass, one book each. I try to make out the titles, but the sun’s reflection stops me. I give up, turning to the feast in front of me instead. 

Sam has filled her plate to the brim with fruit, while the others start with bread. I take a couple of strawberries, shoving one in Chris’s mouth and the rest on my plate. 

“Already got my mouth full” he muffles, eyes wide. 

“I’ve seen you take more” I smirk back, and something in his eyes shift. Something dark and different. I ignore it. 

“You guys are nasty. Didn’t think you as a couple would be as freaky as you are” Josh comments, taking a sip of his drink. 

“You’ve got only yourself to blame” I tease, taking a bite of the fruit. Chris lets go of my hand, and I look up to see if something’s wrong. He’s eating, looking over at Mike and talking about our apartment. Not seeing anything wrong, I shift my focus to the food and Sam in front of me. She starts talking about her week and how busy it was. Hannah and I listen intently. That is, before I feel a hand placed on my thigh. I can’t help the blush that covers my cheeks as he kneads. He slowly moves upwards, a little too high. Not relieving the pressure of his touch as he shifts. My breathing gets heavier as I try to stay calm, erotic images appearing in my mind, one after another. 

Despite the distraction, I keep my smile plastered on. Nodding and engaging with the others. 

“You look a little burnt, you should put some sunscreen on” Hannah says, taking hold of my face, looking back and forth on my cheeks. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it” Chris says, giving me a last tight squeeze before standing up and walking to the car. I look down, and he’s left a big red mark. A tad too visible. 

The day continues, and I urge him to put some sunscreen on as well. He whines, responding that he doesn’t need it, and will be fine without it. I don’t listen to him, putting some on my finger and pressing it in his face. Now he has to smear it out. 

As the hours pass by, the hand continues caressing my thigh, occasionally going between them. I kill a whine, feeling myself heat up and get wetter from his touch. 

Slowly but surely, people start leaving. First the Washingtons, then Mike and Jess, lastly, Ashley and Sam. They both take some of the leftovers with them too. As they leave, I turn to Chris, capturing his lips in a rough kiss. 

“Do you know, I’ve sat on this bench for five hours, not moving, because of a certain someone. 

“You don’t say” he smiles, proud of himself. 

“Chris, I swear to god” 

“Nothing to do about it now, too late” he snickers, standing up and packing our things. 

“We are not done talking about this!”

“Are we really not?” he teases, trying to mimic my tone. I’ve been worked up for five fucking hours, and he just makes fun of me? He’s quick, packing everything in one bag, holding it and reaching for my hand. 

“Don’t think for a minute that I’m gonna touch that hand again” 

He laughs, walking over. His arm moves around my waist, and I automatically lean into his touch, even though some part of me doesn’t want to. I want him, I have wanted him for five hours. He holds harder, and before I can react, he swings me up over his shoulder. 

“Chris!” 

“Let’s go home” 

“Chris put me down!” 

“Almost there” he teases, and I can’t do anything but lean against him, waiting to get to the car. I look at his other hand, flexing as he holds both the heavy bag and me. How does he manage? We finally get to the car, and he puts me down. 

“Great trip!” he exclaims, sweaty from the carrying and hot weather. 

���Need some water?” 

“Yes, please” 

I go into the bag, finding a filled bottle and handing it to him. He doesn’t waste time, chugging almost all of it and spraying some on his face. I can’t help but stare, watching as the droplets run down his chin, jaw, down his neck. He gives me a nudge on the shoulder, waking me up. 

“Guess that was today’s workout”

“Wait what?” 

He gets into the car, and I do the same. This was not supposed to be the only workout today. He’d been teasing me the entire day, and was just gonna leave me like this? 

“That’ll not be the only workout for you today, you’ve got a lot to make up for”

“Oh really?” 

“Yeah really”

“What have I done wrong?” He acts innocent, as if he doesn’t know what such touches do to me. 

“You know” 

“You have to tell me, cause I just cannot think of a single thing I’ve done today which could lead to this” 

“Chris!” 

“I mean, the only thing I did today was hold my girlfriend, kiss her, eat food… No, nothing wrong there” 

I roll my eyes, heat pooling and left without attention. When we get home, I walk inside, put some of our stuff in the fridge and go to the bathroom. It was a hot, exhausting day, and I am in need of a shower. I undress, and go into the shower, putting on a little colder setting to wash the heat away. 

The door opening catches my attention. Chris walks in, leaves his glasses on the counter and starts undressing. “I’m using the shower” 

“Alone I hope” he laughs, walking in and standing in front of me. 

“Got something to say Hartley?” 

“Hartley? Got you that mad?” he smiles, leaning down and kissing my neck. His arms go around me, pulling me tighter. I start warming up again, despite the colder water. His arms, hands, fingers. God I want to feel his finger. 

“Chris…” I sigh. 

“You were quite a mess on the way home” 

“Please” 

“All hot and bothered, unable to do anything about it…”

His hands wander to my ass, groping the flesh. He moves forward, causing me to take some steps back till I hit the wall. His lips capture mine in a passionate and wet kiss. 

“You think you deserved it?” 

“Absolutely not” 

He grabs my hips, forcing me to turn around, chest pressed against the cold wall. A loud smack is heard, followed by a sharp pain. I gasp loudly, and he places his hand on the sore spot, rubbing soothing circles with his palm. 

“You sure?” His voice sends shivers down my spine, mouth closing the distance to my shoulder, giving small kisses. Hard contrast to the pain. 

“I-I” 

Another smack, but this time, I shout his name. I’ve never felt so weak and vulnerable in his arms. It’s like I’m turning to putty underneath him. His mouth gets more aggressive, the kisses turning to bites against my neck. I whimper, unable to conjure anything literate. 

“Do you deserve this type of treatment?” 

I whine again, managing to get out a weak “yes”

“You’ve held yourself so high all day… Aren’t you exhausted?” 

He takes hold of my hair, collecting every strand and pushing them aside to get better access to my neck. His hand moves upwards my stomach, groping my breast. I feel him getting harder the more he grinds against me, pressing me harshly against the tiles. 

“Yes, I am” 

“Want me to make you relax a bit?” 

“Yes” 

“Yes…” he teases, dragging out the word. 

“Yes please” 

In a quick motion, he turns me around, capturing my lips yet again. This time, it’s hungry, like he’s desperate for more. His hand moves down to my soaked folds, running over them gently. My breath hitches from the touch, and I feel him smirk against my lips. He kisses down my chin, neck, stomach, and stops when he gets down on his knees. 

“Are you gonna be good?” 

“Yes”

He doesn’t need me telling him twice, and uses his left hand to lift my leg in the air. My arm immediately goes to the side, grabbing hold of the shower railing for support. 

His fingers don't waste time, two of them going inside me, pumping and curling. The sudden sensation makes me give out the most erotic sounds ever, moaning, whining and whimpers. 

His mouth finds its way to my clit, and he starts sucking. The pleasure makes my leg jolt in the air, but he holds it steady, gripping it harder. He starts licking soft circles, and I automatically grab hold of his hair, keeping him down. 

I feel my high come closer. It doesn't take long after being edged all day. I let out a cry as I come all over his tongue and fingers, but he doesn’t stop. He licks me up, taking all of me. 

I throw my head back, getting dizzy from all the pleasure. He rises, pulling my head forth and kisses me. I taste myself on him, making sure to lean even more into it, roaming his mouth with my tongue. My arms go around his neck, pulling him closer. He groans, dick pressed up against me. 

“Jump”

Despite my wobbly legs, I oblige. He catches me in his arms, grabbing both of my thighs harshly so I don’t fall. I press my legs around him, holding myself up while still kissing him. He slams me against the wall yet again, the impact making me gasp. He adjusts himself, and I feel his dick against my folds, sliding up and down carefully before making his way in. I whimper against his shoulder, taking deep breaths while trying to adjust. 

“Shhh, you’re taking me so good” he purrs, breath getting uneven as he keeps lowering me. Every time we have sex, I seem to forget how big he is, how he stretches me out and fills me so much. 

He starts moving, the intense pleasure and pain mixing in a passionate manner. He groans, trying to kill the moans that escape his lips. Bouncing me up and down in the air, I can’t do anything but keep holding on to him. The angle makes him hit my spot deep inside, and I cry out. I’ve already come once, so another is not far away, especially when he goes so deep. 

The water still keeps going, making his hair run down his forehead and sides, it’s surprisingly long when not styled. 

He starts going faster, and I know he’s nearing his own edge. I feel mine closing in, but try to hold it, try to give him more time. I fail, and moan his name as I clench around him. He falls right behind, burying himself as he comes inside. He puts me down, hands still caging both of my sides and body presses against me. He’s breathing heavily, head resting on my shoulder. I give him small sloppy kisses while he regains his strength. 

“Need help washing yourself up?” he asks, looking at me with his signature goofy grin. 

“We’re in the shower” 

“Even better”

[ruewrote]

𝑐ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡.

how could i regret it

[xetlynn]

Until Dawn- By Your Side: Chapter Three, Arguments

(Josh Washington X Reader)

[two] [three] [four]

Ashley and Sam talk while I hold myself shivering. “WOOOoooOOoooooOOOO!” We hear from the other side of the door and Sam immediately goes up to the window. “Hi Chris, very funny.” She yells.

“How’d you know it was me?” He furrows his brows, showing his face. “Shouldn’t you be like, getting the lock open or something?” She ignores his question. “On it.” He makes a straight face and walks away. I sigh, throwing my head back.

I glance over to Ashley who’s crossing her arms over her chest. I grab onto her and hug her. Keeping us both warm. “Thanks, [Name].” She whispers, I hum in response, leaning my head on her shoulder. “He needs to hurry up.” I mutter, annoyed.

“Can I join you guys?” Sam asks, I open my arm and we all huddle together for the warmth. “Thank you.” She huffs up.

I hear Chris’s footsteps get closer and we let each other go. “We’re freezing our buns off out here!” Ashley complains and I chuckle remembering the conversation the boys were having earlier. Sam and I go up to the door and watching Chris put the fire on the handle of the door. He glances up at us when he stops and flings the door open. Hurting himself in the process.

“Thank you, thank you, thank, I‘ll be here all week-“ He bows but as he does a badger or some sort of animal runs out of the doorway making him squeal. Us three laugh at his reaction. “Crap that thing freaked me out.” He expresses, looking down at the ground.

“what was it? Are you okay?” Ashley attempts to stop laughing. “It was like a bear or a tiger or something.” He huffs. “Aw it was just a cute little baby wolverine!” Sam does a little pout.

“Baby?” Chris rolls his eyes. “Don’t worry, you’re gonna be a big boy soon.” Josh comes up behind us, slinging his arm over my shoulder, wearing a smirk on his lips.

We all get inside, Josh letting me go to lead the way fully in. “Home sweet home.” He says.

“Sweet is not the word I’d use.” Matt mumbles under his breath.

“I think it’s nice, just needs a little cleaned up.” I get on my tip toes and kiss my boyfriend’s cheek.

“Oh my gosh it’s so good to be inside. Even if it’s still kinda freezing in here.” Ashley happily announces. “I’ll get a fire going.” Josh squeezes my forearm before walking over to the fire place.

“This place barely looks any different.” Matt comments. “Yeah, nobody’s been up here.” Josh tells them.

“Even with all the police coming in and out?” Ashley tilts her head and I sigh at the question. “Not a lot of action up here lately.” Chris says for his best friend. “Nope.” Josh adds. I watch over him as he gets the fire started.

“What’s up party people!” Mike throws his hands in the air excitedly. “Heeey!” Jessica grins. “Hey!” Josh smiles. “Make yourself at home bro.” Josh tells Mike, I only give him a short wave. I’ve never really been his friend. We have a mutual silent agreement where we don’t really speak to one another unless necessary. “Will do.” Mike pretends to take a hat off.

“Yeah, come on in.” Matt says with some sort of disdain laced in his voice. “Take a load off. Have whatever you want.” He stands up. “You just take whatever you want anyways, right?” He gets closer to Mike and I take a deep breath knowing some sort of argument is about to happen. I lean on the wall of the fireplace beside my boyfriend. “Woah, easy there cowboy.” Mike steps back.

“what the hell were you doing with Em out on the trail, huh?” Matt questions him. “What?” Mike furrows his brows. “I saw you and Em. Through the telescope.” Matt explains where he got his information. “Before? We just ran into each other. It’d been a while so we hugged and I said hello. Is that against the law?” Mike asks, I don’t think he’s completely lying but Matt supposedly does with his next sentence. “Erm. Right. Right I’m sure it’s all it was.” Matt sarcastically says.

“You know what? You can think whatever you want. It’s a free country.” Mike tells him. “Watch yourself, Mike.” Matt warns before sitting back down on the couch. Mike goes and sits with my little sister. I subtly glare over at them before looking down at Josh.

“Oh. My god. That is so gross.” Emily’s voice pierces the room. “Are you trying to swallow his face whole?” She asks my sister and I get up from the wall. “Em…” Matt steps in. “Seriously can she be any more obvious?” Emily looks at everyone in the room. “No one wants in on your territory, honey.” Emily tells Jessica.

“Excuse me, did you say something?” Jess stands up.

“Oh did you not hear me? Was your sluttiness too loud?” Emily comes back at her and I shake my head. “Sounds like someone’s bitter she didn’t make the cut.” Jess smiles to her boyfriend who seems like he’s enjoying the show. “Yeah. It’s all a big cattle call with that dreamboat. Congrats, you’re top cow.” Emily congratulates her. “Cuts real deep calling Miss Homecoming a cow.” My sister says.

“Hey, let’s calm it down, both of you.” I point to them. “You’re making everyone uncomfortable, Jess.” Matt adds in. “Jealous much?” Jess asks him. I close my eyes trying to restrain myself from yelling at them. Somehow Josh doesn’t even care as he still works on the fire. “Emily too frigid for you, too?”

“Hey, that’s, that’s uncalled- look-“ Matt starts. “Whatever. I don’t give a crap what you think.” Jessica tells them.

“At least I can think. 4.0 bitch, honor roll.” Emily says and I press my lips together. “Suck on that when you’re trying to sleep your way into a job.” I get closer to Emily and wave her to stop.

“Knock it off, please.” I whisper, looking over to my boyfriend who just wanted a fun trip. “Who needs grades when you’ve got all the natural advantages you can handle.” Jessica says and I wince at the horrible come back. “Oh please.”

“You couldn’t buy a moldy loaf of bread with your skanky ass.” Jess snaps at Em. “Are you serious? Do you think that’s insulting?” Emily laughs. “That bitch is on crack or something.” Jess looks to her boyfriend.

“Jessica, you need to shut your mouth, okay?” Matt tells my sister. “Matt, zip it.” I groan, planting my face in my hands.

“no, you’re the one who needs to keep your nose out of other people’s business.” Jessica points a finger at him.

“I’m about to get right up in your business you bitch.” Emily steps closer and this is where I jump in. “Are we about to get real? Cause I am down to get real.” Jessica gets in Em’s face.

“Alright, enough you two. What the fuck?” I push them both back. “Are you serious? This is not why we came here.” I tell them and Josh is standing behind me. “This is not helping. It’s not what I wanted.” He says to them and they look down.

“If we can’t get along for ten minutes then maybe we need a little bit of a break, right?” Josh says and I notice the girls glaring at one another again and I shove both of them. “Knock it the fuck off, seriously.” I whisper.

“Mike, why don’t you check out the guest cabin. The one I told you about.” Josh offers to him and my sister. I snap my head over at him with wide eyes. “Yeah… yeah, alright.” Mike stands up, reaching out for Jessica but I step in between them. “No. No, just for you to screw my little sister like the asshole you are?” I furrow my eyebrows. “Hey, calm down. I’m not going to do that.” He scoffs.

Jessica hits my arm. “It’s not your place to say no.” She tells me. “I’m just looking out for you.” I argue, slapping her back. “I don’t need you to do that. I’m going where ever that whore isn’t.” She walks past me and joins Mike.

“You’re so stupid Jessica.” I huff out, super irritated. “What ever, [Name]. Stay out of my life then.” She tells me and I roll my eyes. “Would love to.” I mumble, crossing my arms as I watch Mike and her walk out of the room. “It’s right up the trail.” Josh directs Mike and I give him a look. A very angered expression. Matt lets out a large sigh. Doing a mind blowing noise. “Glad that’s over.” He says.

“Yeah.” Josh gets back down to start the fire. “So Josh… uh, should we get this fire going?” Matt offers a helping hand.

“Where’s my bag?” Emily asks suddenly. “Huh?” Matt looks back to his girlfriend. “My bag! The, the little bag with the pink pattern. The one I got on Rodeo.” Emily questions. “Matt are you listening?”

“Oh my god, don’t you remember? Next to the Italian shoe place where I got the stilettos and you knocked over the rack while you were drooling all over that girl at the counter?” She reminds him. “well, I mean, she was asking about my letter jacket-“

“Right. Because she gave a shit about your designer letter jacket.” Emily rolls her eyes, I just plop down on the couch. Over the arguing that Emily always seems to bring. “Why do you hate my jacket?” Matt steps closer to her. “Matt I need my bag!” She says.

“oh my god Em, maybe you just forgot it.”

“Do you seriously think I’d forget my bag?” Emily questions him, raising a brow. I look over to the stairs to see Ash, Sam, and Chris there awkwardly as we all listen to this. “Well, I-“ “Do you?” She cuts him off. “Guess not.” He falters. “You must have left it down by the cable car station.” She says and he groans. “C’mon hun. We’ll be back soon.”

“And then we can get warm?” He asks and I know what he means by that. Every guy here is a pervert. “We can get very warm.” Emily responds, sway her body. “Okay. Okay, let’s go.” He motions to the front door and they leave.

“Okay. I’m gonna go take a bath.” Sam stands up, heading up the stairs.

Josh stands up, suddenly remembering to give Mike the keys and even though I’m upset with him. I get up to follow. His hand finding my own. “You’re mad at me.” He states quietly. I don’t look at him, only shrugging. “I’ll make it up to you.” He tells me.

“We’ll see.” I let go of his hand and open the door. “Here’s the keys.” I take them from Josh and throw them over to Mike who catches. “Hey, sorry to kick you out like that.” Josh goes over to them and I fold my arms over my chest beside him. “No worries man.” Mike waves it off.

“Oh I’m sure you’ll find a way to entertain yourselves.” Josh smirks, Jess hums in response and I feel like I’m gonna gag. “You have fun with the peanut-gallery.” Jess points into the house. Josh does a gun noise, pointing fingers to his head. He walks backwards but then stops. “Oh! Almost forgot. Gotta fire up the generator so you can see where you’re going.” Josh says. “It’s dark out there.” He goes back inside. I stand there for a minute looking between them. Shaking my head as I head back in as well.

“You ruined it, Josh.” I tell him, moving past him sort of angrily. “I figured.” He sighs, grabbing onto my arm before I could make it too far away from him.

“I just want everything to be perfect tonight.” He whispers, bringing me close to him. I know I’m not going to stay mad but what’s going on with Jess has been too much lately. She doesn’t even seem like my little sister anymore. “I… I understand.” I frown. I don’t understand but this trip is about Josh. Not me.

“I love you, [Name].” He says out of the blue staring into my eyes. I shyly look away. It took us a while to say the “L-word,” both of us having weird pasts with relationships and unfortunately what just happened to his family. So whenever he says it, it still feels like the first time. “I love you too.” I tell him, he pulls me into a kiss. “More than you’ll ever know.” He mumbles, holding me tight like I’m going to disappear. “Getting a little sentimental on me, Josh.” I pull away just the tiniest bit. His hands still around my waist.

“Only a little bit.” He chuckles, we head back to the living room.

“Sammy!” I shout. “What?” She asks back. “Need help getting the bath ready?” I tease her. “Um, well. I’m about to get into said bath.” She chuckles as my head peaks into the room. “Do you need any help with that?” I smirk. “Hardy har.” She smiles.

“I was just checking in with you.” I stop messing with her, watching as she turns the water on. I cross my arms, figuring the hot water isn’t on. “Do you know how to hook up the hot water in this big fancy lodge? Or at least your boyfriend hopefully does.” She turns to me and I shrug. “We’ll go get it figured out. Don’t miss me too much while I’m gone.” I blow a kiss, jogging out of the room and back down stairs.

“Love-“

“You can do it, man. We believe in you.” I hear Chris quietly say to Josh so I immediately quiet down. “Yeah! Totally! Woohoo! Let’s go Jo-osh let’s go!” Ashley cheers.

“Okay well I am pretty sure that somewhere in this crazy place we used to have… a spirit board.” Josh randomly tells them, I make a face remembering when him and his sisters used to try to get me to play the board with them. “Those things are a joke, man. They don’t do shit.” Chris says.

“No way bro. We used to do it all the time. [Name], me and… well.”

“Hey, love. The hot water isn’t on. Sam is pissed!” I got over to him, slinging my arms dramatically over his shoulders. “Oh, we gotta fire up the boiler. It’s in the basement.” He tells me, I let him go. “You guys see if you can find the spirit board.” He points to Ash and Chris, Ashley gets excited. “Chris let’s go find it, it’ll be like a scavenger hunt!” She grins.

“Umm… okay… guess so.” Chris slowly goes after her. “Rad. You’re not gonna regret it.” Josh chuckles. “You ready?” He turns to me, sticking his hand out for me to take. I hum, taking it.

“You notice how I gave Chris and Ash a mission together?” Josh asks me as he takes a flashlight out of a drawer. “I did.” I smile.

“Yeah I was thinkin’ they could use some ‘alone time.’ Like we could use some alone time.” He wiggles his eyebrows and I laugh. “You thinking tonight’s the night?” I ask, messing with him.

No, we haven’t done “it” yet. With everything going on it just didn’t feel right. Along with the I love you thing. As much as a pervert Josh is, he’s actually a sweetheart. Sex also just isn’t on his mind like that. We both respect one another on that. “Really?” He tilts his head, I could tell he actually got excited by my question.

“If you want to… I wouldn’t be opposed to it.” I take the flashlight from his hand and lead our way

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