#chris texts

[unknvhx]

yes please.

photo from this tiktok

[hyunjiiza]

babe .ᐟ ⟡ ݁₊ . babe .. ?

‣ changing “babe” in their phone to whore except i change every petname to a bad word

incl: ot8 .ᐟ

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a/n: this was a little silly, request more smau ideas or i’m gonna growl i get so stumped so i never post them ! ignore the mistake in chans im sleepy it’s six in the morning and i haven’t slept .. also yes i can say the f word

[irlsiths]

TEXTS WITH FLIRTYBSF!CHRIS

(he has a crush on you)

suggestive content!

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ׄ 　۪ 𓂃 ੭୧ 𓂃　۪ ׄ

[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.

[delilahsturniolo]

text messages with bf!chris ୨୧

warnings . . . suggestive

created by . . . @delilahsturniolo . do not copy, steal, or modify my works. happy reading! :)

© delilahsturniolo

[sturnslcver]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ TEXTS WITH BF CHRIS ˚.°: ₊˚

— chris sturniolo x fem reader —

— a little suggestive, funny, fluff!

[unknvhx]

locked in

colliding fwb!chris yet again, continuing to wrestle the tension you can’t seem to shake.

four hours later, you stood on chris’ porch, your fist clenched tight as you glared at his door. the night air felt heavy against your skin, or maybe that was just the weight of your simmering frustration. you didn’t want to be here. you didn’t want to see him. but he had your keys, and there was no way she was giving him the satisfaction of leaving them behind.

the door swung open before you could knock, revealing chris, in his sweatpants, his usual cocky smirk firmly in place. his eyes dragged over you in that infuriating, lazy way that always made you want to slap him—or worse, made your heart beat in you pelvis. his eyes dragged over you with that lazy, infuriating air of superiority, like you were nothing but a small inconvenience to him.

“fuck” he drawled, leaning against the doorframe. “look who finally decided to show up.”

“shut the fuck,” you snapped, your voice sharp, as you brushed past him into the house.

you heard the soft click of the door closing behind you, and then the steady sound of his footsteps as he followed you into the living room. your boots clicked loudly on the hardwood floor, adding to the tension in the air.

“i just want my keys.”

chris shut the door with a soft thud, his smirk widening as he leaned against the wall, watching you with that same lazy amusement in his eyes.

“always so sweet to me,” he muttered, sarcasm thick in his voice.

You turned sharply to face him, your eyes flashing with irritation.

“maybe if you weren’t such an asshole, i’d be nicer.”

“maybe if you weren’t such a brat, i wouldn’t have to be,” he shot back, his tone mocking, as he took a step toward you. the space between you both felt charged, like the air was thick with some unspoken tension neither of you was willing to acknowledge.

you clenched your jaw, trying to keep your anger under control. “i don’t have time for this. just give me my damn keys.”

“they’re right there.” chris gestured nonchalantly toward the coffee table, but he didn’t move to step out of your way. instead, he planted himself in front of you, blocking your path with that familiar cocky grin.

“what’s the rush, ma? afraid of spending too much time alone with me?”

“get over yourself ,” you spat, voice dripping with contempt.

you shoved past him with as much force as you could muster, your heart pounding in your chest as you grabbed the keys from the table. you could feel his eyes on you, hot and burning as you bent down, and it only fueled the fire inside you.

“you’re so wound up,” Chris murmured, his voice low, mocking. “what happened to that mouth you had earlier? you seemed real confident when you told me to fuck off.”

you spun around, fists clenching at your sides, every muscle in your body tensing with fury.

“you’re unbelievable.”

“and you’re predictable.” his tone shifted, darkening, the playful smirk falling from his lips as he took another step toward you.

“you come here acting all high and mighty, but we both know how this ends.”

“don’t start,” you warned, though the slight tremble in your voice betrayed the edge you were trying to maintain.

chris chuckled, a low, guttural sound that rumbled in his chest as he closed the space between you. He was too close, too familiar. “you don’t want me to start?” his hand reached out, brushing against your hip in a way that was almost casual, but you knew better. his fingers curled around your waist, pulling you closer, and the rawness in his eyes only deepened.

“then why are you still standing here?”

“because you’re in my way,” you muttered, your voice barely above a whisper.

your breath caught in your throat, and you hated yourself for it. you hated the way your body responded to him, how it seemed to betray you in the worst way. you fought to hold your ground, but your pulse raced, betraying you.

he stepped aside, that smug grin still plastered on his face, pride radiated from him, his ego practically glowing with annoyance. he knew exactly what he was doing, and you, despite every ounce of resistance, knew you couldn’t walk away. you froze, caught in that moment, torn between what you wanted and what you knew you should do. your eyes flicker between the door and chris’ lips, still curled into that infuriating smirk.

“so, what are you waiting for?” he asks, his voice low and sharp.

your eyes snap back to his, but before you can even open your mouth to respond, he slams his lips into yours, fierce and demanding. the kiss was full of teeth and heat, raw and unrelenting. you let him take control, your hands flying to his shoulders, nails digging into his clothed back as your frustration and anger mingled in the kiss.

you stumbled backward, colliding with the couch, your bodies pressing together in a frantic tangle of limbs. his hands roamed over you, gripping your waist, sliding up your back, tangled in your hair as he pulled you down with him.

“i hate you,” you gasped, breathless, your body trembling.

“good,” he growled, biting down on your bottom lip hard enough to make you gasp.

“then stop pretending this is anything else.”

you didn’t stop, not even when your movements grew frantic and uncoordinated, when everything else seemed to blur. it wasn’t about affection. it wasn’t about love. but beneath the tension, there was something else, something faint, a flicker of something neither of you understood. neither of you could admit it, not yet, but it was there. you both let yourselves believe it was about dominance, proving a point.

as you and chris entangle on the couch, his strong hands grip your waist possessively, pulling you closer as he buries his face in your neck. his breath is hot against your skin, mingling with the scent of his cologne and the faint sheen of sweat that forms between your bodies. your hands roam over his muscular chest and abs, feeling the firmness beneath your fingertips. his lips trail along your collarbone, leaving a trail of hot, open mouthed kisses. he unhooks your bra with a swift, practiced motion, tossing it aside carelessly.

you arch into him as he cups your breasts, thumbs circling your hardening nipples. he takes one into his mouth, suckling and nipping gently. your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him flush against you, feeling his growing hardness through his jeans.

"still hate me?" he whispers against your lips, a cocky smirk playing across his face as he grinds into you. you nip at his bottom lip in response, digging your heels into his back. he chuckles darkly, one hand trailing down your stomach to the waistband of your pants.

“fuck you” you mutter, your words tangled in the heat of the kiss, as your body betrays the defiance in your voice.

"mouth's running again," he murmurs, hooking his fingers in your pants and slowly pulling them down. he tosses them aside, leaving you in just your underwear. he runs his hands over your thighs possessively, spreading them wider around his waist.

you can feel the bulge in his pants pressing against you, even through his jeans. You look up at him with lust-filled eyes, unbuckling his belt and slowly unbuttoning his jeans. He lifts his hips to help you pull them down, revealing his boxers. his boxers and your last layers of restraint are discarded in one smooth, seamless motion. he fills you in a single, intense thrust, leaving you breathless, the sudden fullness making you gasp. his hands lock onto your hips, holding you firmly as he sets a slow, deliberate pace, each movement deep and controlled.

‘’fuck, you’re so big,” you gasp, your words breaking between moans as your body slowly adjusts to him, each movement making you tremble.

chills shoot through your body as he hilts himself deep inside you. his pace quickens, each thrust pushing you deeper into the cushions, the friction exquisite between your bodies.

he leans down, his breath hot against your ear. "you can take it"

your fingers dig into his back, your nails raking down his skin as he picks up the pace. you wrap your legs around him, pulling him deeper with each thrust. he groans, his voice low and husky in your ear.

"fuck, you're so tight"

“you can take it,” your voice laced with a mocking edge, watching him with a challenging gaze, the air between us thick with tension. each word drips with defiance.

he growls, his eyes narrowing as he looks down at you. he wraps his arms around your thighs, pulling your legs up higher on his shoulders. he starts to thrust deeper, hitting spots inside you that make you arch your back.

you throw your head back, a loud moan escaping your lips as he hits a particularly deep spot. his hands grip your ass, lifting you up and slamming you down onto his lap. the sound of flesh hitting flesh fills the room, mixed with your moans and his grunts. He leans back, pulling you with him, never breaking the rhythm. "ride me then’’

he murmurs, hooking his fingers in your pants and slowly pulling them down. he tosses them aside, leaving you in just your underwear. he runs his hands over your thighs possessively, spreading them wider around his waist.

you start to move, bouncing up and down on his lap, taking him deep inside you with each movement. he watches you, his eyes dark and intense, his hands guiding your hips. you feel his cock throbbing inside you, growing even harder with each roll of your hips. his control seems to slip as he surges forward, knocking you onto your back again. he pins your wrists above your head, looming over you with a fierce, hungry expression.

‘’fuck”

you gasp as he flips you over, the tight knot in your stomach twisting with each powerful thrust. your eyes roll back, your head tipping further as your hips instinctively arch into him, the intensity of every movement sending shockwaves through you.

‘’fuck, I’m close”

you breathe out, the words barely escaping as the pressure inside you builds, your body trembling with each deep thrust. the heat between you two intensifies, every movement pushing you closer to the edge. you skin feels electrified, every nerve alive with the sensation, and you can’t help but meet him with urgency, your hips grinding in sync, desperate for release.

he pounds into you relentlessly, his hips slapping against yours with each thrust. the headboard bangs against the wall, the sound echoing through the room. he releases one of your wrists to reach between your legs, rubbing your clit in harsh, rapid circles.

"come on, fucking soak my cock"

the words push you over the edge, and suddenly, your orgasm crashes through you, overwhelming your senses. your body trembles as the intense wave of pleasure rips through you, your bundle of nerves finally coming undone. your nails dig into his back, searching for something to hold onto as you shudder beneath him, breathless and caught in the aftermath. “shit,” you gasp, the pleasure still pulsing through your body as it slowly fades.

he continues to thrust through your orgasm, dragging it out as long as possible. feeling your walls clench around him, he loses control, slamming into you one last time before stilling, pouring himself into you. a primal sound escapes his throat as he collapses against your chest. "fuck."

when it was over, you both collapsed onto the couch, chest heaving, bodies slick with sweat, tangled together in the aftermath. you pushed yourself up, your limbs shaky as you reached for your discarded shirt. with a frustrated tug, you pulled it over your head, the motion sharp and irritated, as if the fabric couldn’t come fast enough to shield you from what just happened.

he pulls his shirt on, the fabric clinging to his sweat-slicked chest. he sits there, arm draped over the back of the couch, staring at nothing in particular. his mind is reeling, trying to make sense of the intensity of the moment.

“next time, don’t lose your keys,”

chris muttered, his voice low and rough, still laced with the remnants of tension. you glared at him, pulling the shirt over your head.

“next time, I’m not calling you.”

he smirked, leaning back into the cushions with that same infuriating ease. “sure, ma. whatever you say.”

you slammed the door behind you, but both of you knew the truth.

you’d be back.

wc: 2.8k

a/n: this is a continuation from texts with ★ fwb!chris. it’s abit long and my first ever smut piece so feedback and support would be greatly appreciated! thankyou so much for the likes and reblogs on the texts series!

if you want to be tagged in any future posts related to this pairing, fwb!chris pieces, or any work in general, comment or dm me <3

©unknvhx

[stormb3rry]

random boyfriend texts with bangchan from skz! 💞

[toysizee]

LAMAMAOOA HE DELETE THIS SO FAST

[secretsecretbunny]

Bangchan: enemies to lovers - for: @kirmizicicekler - I hope you like it!! 💕

Bonus: one year later 💕

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[sturn-saturn]

me when i read the most amazing, hottest, most disgusting, sheet gripping, spectacular, toe curling, pussy popping, sweatiest smut of my life

[strrykais]

so hey, I just found out about your blog and I'm OBSESSED with you 1800 hot and fun smaus

it's just so addictive it makes me insane, so I was wondering if you could do one of those with bangchan 🙊🙊 this man drives me INSANE and I really want to see him as those crazy boys we random got a text

if you can't do it, it's ok 🙉

1-800-hot-n-fun [bang chan]

the burlesque lounge always had the best view on sunset strip, but for chan he always thought it was you

authors note: i hope you enjoy it lol i based it off my favorite movie! if anyone has any other idol requests or ideas don’t be afraid to let me know!

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[innies-goth-gf]

Silly Bf Texts - Bang Chan Edition

Silly texts with Bf!Bang Chan

Pairing : Bang Chan 🐺 x Reader Genre : Fluff 🪽, Crack 🪿 A/n : I made this one longer than others on purpose. I’ll go back and reupload the Seungmin and Han versions with additional texts dw! [Master list]

[worldlxvlys]

STURNIOLO MASTERLIST #1

some of these are nsfw !! please don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable!

(❕ = nsfw)

(🤍= fluff)

(🌧️ = angst)

(👀= suggestive)

GUIDELINES.

TAG LIST.

ABOUT ME.

MASTERLIST #2.

SERIES MASTERLIST.

matt

texts

texts w/ fwb! matt (p1)❕

texts w/ fwb! matt (p2) ❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p1)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p2)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p3)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p4)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p5)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p6) ❕

texts w/ toxic! matt (p1)❕

texts w/ toxic! matt (p2) ❕

texts w/ toxic! matt (p3) ❕

snaps

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p1)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p2)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p3)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p4)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p5)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p6)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris + snaps w/boyfriend! matt❕

fics

vanilla❕

jokes❕

comfort 🤍

tough guy❕

safe❕

ice ❕+ ice pt 2 ❕+ ice p3 ❕

princess 🤍❕

collide ❕

thinking of you ❕

vibe ❕

sweats ❕

breeding ❕

relax 🤍❕

drive you crazy ❕

chris

texts

texts w/ fwb! chris(p1)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p2)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p3)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p4)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p5)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p6)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! chris(p1)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! chris (p2)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! chris (p3)❕

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p4) 🤍

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p5)❕

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p6)❕

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p7) 🤍

texts w/ toxic! chris (p1)❕

texts w/ toxic! chris (p2)❕

texts w/ toxic! chris (p3)❕

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris 🌧️👀

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris (p2) 👀

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris (p3) 🌧️

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris (p4) 🤍

texts w/ toxic! reader x toxic! chris 👀

texts w/ toxic! reader x toxic! chris (p2) ❕

snaps

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p1)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p2)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p3) 🤍

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p4)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p5)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p6) 🤍

snaps w/ best friend! chris (p1) 👀

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris + snaps w/ boyfriend! matt❕

snaps + texts w/boyfriend! chris ❕

fics

attitude❕

tense 🤍

help❕

beg❕

cola❕

armor 🤍

stay❕

don’t stop❕

attention❕

dress❕

boxers❕

take it❕

the way i loved you 🤍

not alone 🤍

mine ❕

accessory ❕

slow down ❕

nails 🤍

show me ❕🤍

obsessed. ❕+ obsessed part 2. ❕

nick

snaps

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p1) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p2) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p3) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p4) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p5) 🤍

fics

stand out 🤍