#chris texts

[unknvhx]

yes please.

photo from this tiktok

[florida3exclamationpoints]

[chrattho1]

bsf!chris x reader

“what took you so long?”

summary: chris is in love with you more or less,he never made a move on you though,always scared that might ruin your friendship. but now that you’re taken,he wants you even more. in your grey set that he loves so much,you come around for a movie night and he is painfully hard the moment he sees you walk in.

warnings: male masturbation,pet names(?) idk what else to put in,not proofread

a/n: this is a blurb for my bsf! chris au,find more of it here

“we’re not watching cars for the third movie night in a row chris!” you snatch the remote from his hands and settle down next to him on the bed.

too close for his liking. dont get him wrong being close to you only makes him happy,the way you smell,the way your hair smells and sometimes tickles his face when you move. but right now he is focused on covering his lower body with the covers,to say that he is bricked is an understatement.

“do whatever man,and can you move i feel nauseated by your perfume” he puts his head on the headboard,trying to act like he is not in excruciating pain

“woah there,whats got you all riled up?” you ask,moving your face towards him

“nothing im just snacky,mind getting me some snacks from downstairs?” he asks with a sincere smile.

you nod thinking nothing suspicious of it,he does get hangry alot so this was nothing new,you walk out the room telling him to pick a movie before you come back.

chris watches you walk out,your ass swaying in perfect sync,in that soft material that sticks to you,his thoughts not helping him one bit. he quickly puts a hand under the covers,reaching his hand down to adjust himself just a little bit before come in again. that slight friction from his hands making him bite his lips.

“okay..i got you skittles and pepsi,thank you for restocking redbull before i come,you know me so well” the comment earning you a wink from chris to which you smile,his cheeky behaviour is not-not normal to you,thats how he has always been.

you both settle on watching “how to lose a guy in 10 days” , because ,well chris lost the rock-paper-scissors game.

not even halfway through the movie,you notice chris moving every few seconds “motherfucker could you stay still for a moment im trying watch the movie!” you scream at him clearly not having a single clue about the agony he is in right now.

“my allergies are making me itchy” chris says lowly knowing you’re too focused on the movie currently.

“im going to go to the bathroom” he finally decides he’s going to do something about it or else he might come in his pants just by looking at you for so long (he has been staring this entire time,ofcourse), you nod in response watching him go up to the bathroom in his room.

“turn the volume up will you? i wanna hear whats happening in the movie” he says standing by the doorframe of the bathroom,his oversized hoodie kinda covering the tent in his sweats.

“i can just pause it until you come back weirdo” you shrug at him with a mouth full of skittles.

“nah,i might take a little while” he smiles at your disgusted face,watching as you turn the volume up.

he closes the bathroom door behind him and lets out a huge sigh,he looks at himself in the mirror not believing what he is about to do with you sitting right outside.

he pulls his sweats down,looking down at his boxers which have a dark patch growing on them.

he cups his dick through them,biting his lips to prevent letting out any sounds.

he strokes himself a couple of times over his boxers before pulling them down,his cock desperate for touch more than ever. his tip swollen and leaking.

his thumb spreads the bead of pre-cum leaking from the tip,making him moan softly,his hand drags from there to the base of his dick,slowly starting to pump his cock in his hand.

“fuck” he curses softly,thinking about you who is in his room right now,sitting on his bed,the bed that he has imagined doing the most unimaginable things to you on.

“oh-shit” his strokes get faster,the contact of his hand with his dick making sounds,but the movie is still louder outside.

“chris!” he hears you call him outside,but he doesn’t respond,scared his voice might betray him and let out a moan.

hearing your voice only made him closer,closer to cumming,cumming on your face,cumming in you,cumming in your mouth,these are all the things he thinks about,that grey set stained with his release.

“fuck-f-fuck-oh—-fuck ma- im-gon” his voice breaking apart,his whispers so low not a chance you could hear him.

“ah—shit” with that,white ropes of cum spray all over his hoodie.

his legs trembling for a few seconds,he knew he was going to cum hard but…this is a mess.

he quickly gets rid of the hoodie,balls it up and throws it into the laundry basket that he started keeping in the bathroom after nick told him too,thanks nick-he thinks.

he was still wearing a black tee under so he wasn’t walking out shirtless,its not like you’ve never seen him shirtless but he wanted to be decent (?)

he cleans himself up and walks out of the bathroom in a record of 6 mins. yes .

he sat down next to you,now comfortably snuggling close.

“what took you so long? and wheres your hoodie?” you ask him,noticing that his hoodie is not on him anymore

“had some bad food for dinner last night,and the hoodie was making me hot and itchy” he smiles at you when you reply with an “ew” not questioning his response.

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[hyunjiiza]

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[wolfchans]

[irlsiths]

TEXTS WITH FLIRTYBSF!CHRIS

(he has a crush on you)

suggestive content!

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[sturn-saturn]

pairing: fem!reader x bf!chris

warnings: mentions of oral sex, swearing

texts with bf chris

[strrykais]

drunk texts with boyfriend stray kids

authors note: party party yeah! they dont know this but im turning up this weekend one way or another!!!

stray kids masterlist

ⓒstrrykais

permanent taglist: @hyunestrella @spicy-sawdust @charlieg1rl @gnabnahcbby @totheseok @mystverse @jisungs-iced-americano @kimseungminpabo @bookswillfindyouaway @puppy-minnie @katchowbbie @night-storm7 @auroratiseee @goldenmellow @sellomaybe

[mattsstarlet]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ texts with fwb!chris .ᐟ୨୧

pet names, suggestive language (?)

pt two here.

© 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗌𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗍

note: apple pay looks so fake sorry y’all. anyway hope u enjoy i loved making this.

[bernardsbendystraws]

Imagine nick being away for the weekend and it’s just doll, Matt, and Chris cuddling up in bed 24/7. Lounging around the house all smushed together not leaving each others sides

Warnings: Fluff, smut, angst.

With love and big tits, Rose

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Matt and Chris were usually a bit stressed when Nick ventured off to do solo things. The mental and emotional toll had faded though, especially since they knew they got to have you all to themselves, shamelessly.

They got an entire week. A whole, entire week---just you, Matt, and Chris.

[ Sunday ]

It's around noon when you all pile into the home after dropping Nick off at the airport. Matt is walking in with his keys in one hand and your hand in his other. Chris trots behind you two, still wrapped in a blanket with a tired look painted on his face. He didn't wanna wake up. He had barely gone to sleep at seven in the morning and his body just wasn't functioning. It's cute. However, by the pout on his face you can tell he wants something.

"Will you come cuddle with me? Just until I fall asleep, baby?" Chris asks.

You feel Matt's hand tighten around yours reluctantly. No part of you wants to go to sleep, you're not tired---but you know Chris needs sleep. So, you compromise.

"How about we cuddle on the couch? I don't wanna sleep and I kinda wanna watch a show or something," you respond.

Soon enough, you're burried in the couch cushions with Chris and his blankets on top of you. Matt is sitting close, his thigh brushing against your head as he looks over at you when the show on the TV says a joke or anything.

He really loves seeing you smile.

But, he also sees your nose scrunch as Chris's hair tickles against you. "You okay there, sweetheart? I can get him to move if you want," he says, gently brushing the hair to stay out of your face and petting over your soft skin with admiration leaking from his gaze.

Firmly humming a quick 'no,' you lean further into Matt's touch, smiling as you feel his fingers trace on your ear---a comforting sort of touch that feels nostalgic, almost like how a parent would soothe their baby.

It's just so....careful.

The perfect, lazy Sunday. With both of your boys.

[ Monday ]

A wet sensation on your cheek woke you up. Matt was drooling—on you. He was lying on his stomach, his arm slung over you as he snored peacefully. You couldn’t help but smile, a small huff muffling through your lips, the gentle sound making his eyes peel open with a sleepy look.

“Why’re you laughing, doll—gosh….s’warm,” he says, snuggling closer to you somehow. The comforting heat beneath the blankets is beautiful, the type of sensation that makes all your limbs feel loose and relaxed.

Then, you hear the door subtly creak open. Familiar brown hair and blue eyes peek through the crack—Chris. Matt’s already fast asleep again. His snores echo in the room as you make eye contact with Chris, who is already smiling just from seeing you so at peace. 

Not wanting to wake Matt up again, you place your hand on his head, soothing your fingers through his hair before resting your palm on top of his ear, an attempt to drown out the noise of your words. “Chris? What’s—,”

Kneeling beside the bed to get on eye-level with you, Chris snakes his hand under the blankets. You hum as you feel his refreshing, cold fingers teasingly tickle and caress your bare stomach, crawling underneath an oversized T-shirt you had worn to bed. “-miss you, baby. Just…can’t sleep anymore and want your attention,” he whispers, trying to keep his volume to a minimum. 

Contemplating your options, you try to scoot even closer towards Matt. The newly added space gives Chris the silent invitation—one he’s quick to accept by snuggling into bed right next to you. Chris doesn’t try to shove Matt’s hand off your shoulders. Instead, he simply places it on your stomach once more, his fingers dancing up the sides of your waist and soothing back downward in a repetitive notion.

“Chris?” Matt’s scruffy voice questions, his eyes peeping open once more just for a quick glance. “-what are you doing here? What time is it even?” 

Pulling Matt’s head back down onto you, you shush him, “-shhhhh, just go back to bed, you don’t need to be awake yet.” 

This soothes him enough to lure him back to an unconscious drift of dreams. In fact, the gentle touch of Chris’s hand on your stomach pulls you back into a sleepy state, your breath becoming perfectly even as you roam your unconscious thoughts. 

Some time passes and Chris is getting antsy. He wants to shower you with affection and the small touch of his hand isn’t sufficing anymore. Matt has shifted, his hand now resting on your thigh.

It’s the small pucker noises that wake Matt up. He looks to see Chris delicately placing his lips in the crook of your neck and he loves the way your body moves as you slowly stir awake. He can’t help but let his hand on your thigh squeeze gently with reassurance, his own lips coming down to peck your cheek lightly. 

You’re barely able to open your eyes. Every sensation is just so warm, so soft. Letting out a hum of relaxation, you smile as Matt pecks your lips. 

“Morning, gorgeous.” Matt’s statement makes your lips hazily pull upwards. 

“Goodmorning,” Chris gruffs, jokingly replying to Matt as if Matt was talking to him. 

Matt gives you a deadpan look, but you can’t help but give a subtle shrug. “I mean,” looking over to Chris, your tone fills with honesty, “-he is pretty gorgeous….so are you though.” 

The unentertained look on Matt’s face fades with your statement. A loving smile shades down you as he presses the tip of his nose to yours. “Does that mean I can kiss you some more?” he suggests, leaning in further as you nod. 

It’s a perfect Monday morning as you feel two pairs of lips supply your skin with a nourishing relief of love and care. 

[ Tuesday ] 

It’s been a day. Matt and Chris had filmed—resulting in this. 

“Stop coming in my room, we wanna be alone.” 

Chris just kept snapping at Matt, but in all honesty���you could see how much Matt was struggling to keep his attitude in check. He just really wanted you. It was one of those videos where he couldn’t get a word out with Chris’s incessant yapping. 

And—he couldn’t even hold his girlfriend. Even though he had let Chris come lay in the bed yesterday with the two of you.

It wasn’t fair. 

This time, Matt doesn’t shut the door quietly. He doesn’t necessarily slam it either. You can tell he’s ticked off, but he’s still trying so hard to remain calm.

“Chris, I think I’m gonna—”

In an instant, Chris’s whole demeanor changes. In his mind, this is his time—his time that Matt is stealing by acting all angry. He doesn’t see that Matt has been building with frustration ever since the morning when Chris kept you under his own arm and guided you away from Matt. 

“So you’re just gonna leave? Be with him because he’s throwing some sort of bitch-fit?” 

He’s not yelling…but it’s not exactly calm either. It makes your stomach curl with unease. You don’t know what to say, you don’t wanna urge his anger on more, but…you don’t even wanna sit here anymore when he’s snapping at you without even listening. 

“I’m gonna check on him and just…I’ll give you a minute,” you say, rushing up and out his door before climbing up the stairs to Matt’s room. 

It’s quiet—too quiet. No videos humming, no subtle music. It’s almost never this quiet.

Knocking on the door, you peek your head in as it swings open just a crack due to not being fully shut. Your heart twists as you recognize the sight in front of you—Matt laying on his back in his bed with his hands splattered frustratedly over his face. 

“Matt…?” 

His hands fall as he looks over to find your voice. The frown on his face deepens, “Sweetheart…go back, I don’t wanna make you feel like you gotta be with me right now, I’m fine, just—just frustrated is all.” 

Shaking your head, you lay right next to him. You swarm your arms around him, laying on your side as you hug his face into your chest—something he always loves. His hands grip at your waist, a soft sniffle and a warm wetness seeping through your shirt telling you how overwhelmed he really is. 

“Hey, just let me be here for you, okay?” you say. Matt doesn’t respond. All he does is nod, hugging you closer as his cries whisper through the air. 

You don’t even remember falling asleep. But, when you look down to see Matt still cradled in your chest, you’re happy to see him so peaceful.

You’re even happier to see Chris’s blanket thrown over you two, neatly tucked in  to keep you warm. Hesitantly, you reach to grab your phone. 

| Text Message |   Chris : I’m sorry. I got insecure and I should’ve just said how I was feeling instead of making shit worse. Take a good nap and we can all talk later. Love you.  

In that moment, you’re able to really take a deep breath, holding Matt just a little bit closer as you revel in relief. 

It’s okay. It’s just another Tuesday. 

[  Wednesday  ]

Matt and Chris never stopped you from doing your own things. They wanted you to have the simple joys in life just like they had. Friends, events, going out…anything. You deserved to have fun and live. 

A full day—you had been gone an entire day. They moped around slightly, playing video games together to kill time. 

When you finally got back home later in the evening, it wasn’t even up for debate. They knew you wanted to go to bed, they had absolutely no issue with that. They just craved your attention—attention you didn’t have the energy to give. 

“I’m tired, I…I wanna go to bed.” 

The statement makes them both frown, but they understand. Sometimes though…they just wish they would be a little more selfish…

[  Thursday  ] 

Matt and Chris weren’t good in the kitchen, but they did always try. It’s around one in the afternoon, you’re giving them directions as you make some simple pasta for lunch. 

However, they just can’t work efficiently. Not when you’re like this. 

You’re wearing Matt’s cropped T-shirt. The pink Hershey shirt that you adore with a cute pair of flimsy pj bottoms. 

It’s torture. How are they supposed to focus on anything besides you? 

With one exchange of a glance, they both know what they’re planning. Matt’s the first to make a move, running off pure instinct as he walks up from behind you. You’re attempting to stick some of the dishes from the sink into the dishwasher—but that attempt fails. Miserably. In fact, you nearly drop the ceramic dish as you feel Matt’s hot breath on your neck, his chest pressing against with a racing heartbeat, and….god. 

“You look so pretty today, doll,” Matt purrs, his hands gripping onto your side as he caresses the skin directly above the hem of the shorts. 

“Matt….” you whine, moaning as he swivels his hips into your heat, the warmth in your gut swirling with an overwhelming sensation of longing as his hardened cock grinds into you. 

Shifting to your side, Matt allows another set of his to start grasping at your skin—Chris’s hands. And it feels good. His cold fingers contrast against your hot skin, especially as he starts to trail his knuckles upward along your inner thigh, starting from your knee. 

“Do you know how hard you make it for us to focus?” Chris questions, his hand cupping your clothed folds as he massages gently, “-maybe we should return the favor, hm?”

You know they’re not playing fair. But, you can’t help but let out a simple plea as you feel Matt’s hands grip your hips into place, allowing Chris’s ministrations to focus directly on your clit—the spot that makes you writhe unpredictably. 

“Can we do that, sweetheart? Doesn’t that sound…” you feel Matt’s lips brush against your neck before he plunders sloppy, open-mouthed kisses along the skin, “---nice?” he rasps. 

Nodding fervently, they both laugh at the desperation in your actions. But you don’t care—not when you feel the air brush along your pussy as Chris tugs your shorts down. 

“Oh—” your mouth falls wide open. Chris gathers slick from your entrance, even spitting on his hand for extra as he glides his fingers through your heat. Your body tries to react on its own record, but Matt is helpful…he presses one of his hands on the small of your back, making you bend you over the counter and his other hand goes to play…

“Fuck—Matt, feel her….she’s so wet,” Chris husks. 

A moan strains through your lips as you feel Matt’s hand trace along your pussy. Chris is focused on your clit, tracing the same, small circles as Matt keeps his hand on your lower back and lets his other hand wander right over your entrance. 

“Matt—stop–stop teasing,” you breathe, letting out a pitiful cry as Matt, once again, circles his fingertips around your leaking hole, smirking as he feels your muscles contract. You’re clenching around nothing.

“Yeah? Am I bein’ mean?” he taunts. 

Chris is infatuated by how much you’re squirming. Matt likes to drag things out, make sure you feel every single thing. But Chris…Chris feels just as desperate as you…he wants to see you writhe, hear you moan. 

“Matt, listen to her. She’s so pretty, c’mon….gotta give her what she wants.” Chris adds. 

The second you feel Matt’s fingers plunge slowly inside of you, you’re gone. He knows exactly how to curl them—the precise way to do the smallest movements while creating a slick friction against your g-spot. 

“You’re right, you’re right,” Matt husks, licking over his teeth as he watches you try to move backward to collapse into his movements. “-she is very pretty. Especially like this,” he rasps. 

It’s a sight to see, but it’s also a sight to feel. Chris’s mouth is watering ungodly amounts as he stares at your squelching pussy. Matt isn’t much better, he’s doing his best to keep his actions at an even pace, but he just wants you to feel so good. 

“Oh—oh my god, I….” 

You can’t get the words out. Your gut keeps clenching over and over again, harder and harder. The building of pressure in your gut is overwhelming but intoxicating. You want more. You need more. 

Sloppy kisses are planted on the back of your shoulder blades from each side. Chris’s mouth is hungry trying to devour you. Matt is letting his teeth gently bite into your skin, a poor attempt of controlling himself as he feels your walls clench around his fingers. 

“-so close, hm? You…” he’s breathless, ramming his fingers against the perfect spot and admiring how your moans start to choke up and become a bit more untame. “-you’re so fuckin’ perfect like this, sweetheart.” 

The burning in between your thighs is only intensified. Every pulse under your skin is screaming for relief, your high building faster and faster. 

“C’mon, let us watch you clench around his fingers, yeah? You—you got it, fuckkkkkkk….” Chris is mesmerized at the sight of your legs trembling and your pussy clamping around Matt’s fingers. Matt is too. He slowly rides out the motions, appreciating the cries that leave your lips. 

“-so good, did so good,” Matt praises, gently easing his fingers out of you as he draws soothing circles on your back. You feel Chris pull your shorts back over your hips, sighing in relief as the after shock waves slowly ride out. 

A sudden beeping going off pulls you back into reality.

“The pastas done, baby. What now?” Chris asks. 

You’re astonished as you turn around, Matt still petting the sides of your arms while holding you against his chest, and Chris….Chris is running around the kitchen, grabbing the ingredients he remembered as if he didn’t just make your body gravel to pure euphoria.

Afterall, you were just making pasta….

[  Friday  ] 

A pre-filmed video that had already been edited put a lot of relief on both Chris and Matt. They couldn’t wait to watch this one with you—their “hear-me-out.” 

You couldn’t stop laughing. Maybe it was because everything seemed so chaotic—yet genuine, or maybe it was just how contagious their laugh was. 

Either way, your stomach hurt. 

Matt was sitting on your right side, Chris on your left. They both basically watched you watching their video. One thing they really had in common was the absolute joy they got from making you laugh.

“Did we do good this week?” Matt teases, patting his hand on your knee as you try to take deep breaths to calm your laughter. 

Chris leans further into you, his arm around your shoulder slugging you closer to him. “I’m glad we make you laugh so much, Nick rarely fuckin’ laughs for me. You’re a real boost of confidence,” he laughs. 

Your gut is screaming for relief. Laughter falls silent as you puff for air, rubbing your eyes before nodding your head affirmatively. “Yes, yes—very much. I…this has got to be a new favorite of mine.”

The praise from your lips makes both their smiles widen. 

It widens even further when you press replay on the video.

[  Saturday  ] 

Needy. Clingy. 

You didn’t mind it, but both boys were attached to your hip today. Of course they wanted Nick back, they missed him. But—they were gonna miss this too. Having you so selfishly and shamelessly. 

Usually you don’t cuddle all together. This isn’t a usual day. 

You're spooned by Matt, his chest pressed against your back while Chris cradles you from the front. If you could suffocate in fresh air, this would be it. You feel two pairs of lips litter small kisses anywhere possible within reach. 

“I’m gonna miss this,” Matt whispers. 

Chris hums in agreement, his nose touching yours. 

“We can do it again, it’s not like this is the last time you’ll ever have alone time with me,” you smile. 

Matt and Chris could care less for whatever reasoning you have. It just sucks—they wish they could have it like this all the time, but they’d miss Nick too much. 

“Ya know the video you like of me holding that baby raccoon?” Matt asks. Your neck craines until you’re able to look up at him. He provides a soft smile, his thumb rubbing circles onto your hip as he gives Chris a quick glance. “-maybe we should take you there. Just us.” 

Only a moment of silence to process the offer occurs before your voice and Chris synchronize, “I agree.” 

[unknvhx]

texts with fwb!chris. part five

part one • part two • part three• part four

©unknvhx

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a/n: (i just realised i messed up in one of them ignore that guys )

credits: ↴

bow divider: @bernardsbendystraws

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[sturns4ever]

TEXTS BETWEEN BSF!CHRIS & BSF!READER

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.........im sorry i forgot to post it last night don't hate me 🤧 🫶🏻

[sturnslcver]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ TEXTS WITH BF CHRIS ˚.°: ₊˚

— chris sturniolo x fem reader —

— a little suggestive, funny, fluff!

[chrattho1]

voice messages bsf!chris sends to reader ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ

warnings: suggestive comments

more of this au here !!

one ✮ do you ever just-like stare at your titties *chuckles* in the mirror *laughs at what he’s about to say* like-wow i have got some great tits-because if i were a woman…whew

two ✩ do you want pizza cuz’ i want some pizza tell me if you want some pizza…lets go get some pizza pleaaase

three ✩ dude im so itchy *sighs* uhhgh-*groans and whines* this is so annoying…..*long sigh*…do you think the moon landing was fake?

four ✩ AAAH *screams*-im plugged to the-fuck MATT TURN IT DOWN—the period simulator-r—i think i am dy-FUCK-how do—do you guys do this?

five ✩ FUCK HER IN MY CHAIN, YOU CAN SEE ME IN THE NIGHT TOLD HER “BEND IT OVER” LET ME EAT IT WITH SOME ICE…*mumbles the rest of the song*….*silence* will you let me eat it with some ice? *dies laughing at his own comment*

six ✩ ok so *breath hitches* even though i would very much like it if i wouldn’t have to give it back but um*small laugh*…you left one of your bras here…did you walk out without one or..?

seven ✩ the cashier girl didn’t work out by the way-i just… *inhales sharply* dont know, i didn’t want to—so i stood her up *sighs*, i know i know i am an ass but at least i didn’t fuck and dip?

eight ✩*sniffles* dude-i just watched this-*chuckles between his tears* —this video of an old couple—this is so cute-i dont know why i am crying *laughs*

nine ✩ guess who i fucking saw today…hint? you’re going to scream and die *cackle*

ten ✩ i know you’re on your way over here to talk about what i said last night *sighs* i just-want you to know before we have this conversation-i can’t lose our friendship *breath hitches* so whatever happens just-just promise me nothing will change…also while you’re at the gas station can you pick me up some nerds ropes with the pepsi? thank you *kissing sound*

a/n: this was inspired by that one bf!matt series but i can’t find it so if you can please send it to me so i can link it !

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random boyfriend texts with bangchan from skz! 💞

[solarsturniolo]

𝕿𝖊𝖝𝖙𝖘 // 𝕾𝕶𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗!𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘 // 𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝔑𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫

Warnings: sexual innuendos / subtle flirting / cursing / chris being a pervert

Divider credit to @bernardsbendystraws

Author's Note: Some innuendos but isn't he just so silly

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