#cocky!chris

[sturnsdoll]

𝙍𝙄𝙑𝘼𝙇𝙍𝙔-`♡´- -c.s & t.y x reader

requested?: i've been bombarded to write another. so here y'all go!

pairing: dom!chris x dom!tara x sub!reader

summary: during a car ride home, your two friends get in a ridiculous arguement over who's better at pleasing women. both of them decide that you'll be the judge of that when you get to tara's.

warnings: no use of y/n, smut, threesome!, oral (f! & m! revieving), fingering, petnames (honey, good girl), cocky!tara&chris

word count: 4,446

authors note: ANOTHA ONE!! (don't like? don't read!)

"pink" = reader "orange" = chris "purple" = tara

it had felt like an extremely long day out despite it only having been a few hours you'd actually been with your friends. earlier, your friend tara had invited you out to do a little shopping and get some food. already being at the triplets home, you chose to invite them- however only chris had been free to come for the day.

the three of you got along surprisingly well, it'd been yap city the entire day between you guys. now though, it was time to head to tara's to sleepover. it had taken some convincing but you'd convinced chris to come for the (not so) girls night at hers.

dominic fike played lowly through the car, chris's choice of course but one that you and tara didn't particularly mind at all. she was currently driving her hot pink detailed vehicle. chris was in shot gun and you'd taken the back, wanting the space for a little nap.

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"i think it's insane that some guys just like... can't make a girl cum?" tara said outlandishly, a little giggle on the end. chris laughed, a little taken aback at the odd conversation starter but not necessarily put off by it.

chris nodded subtly "yea, it's a little insane" he said, not a ton of interest in the conversation, he seemed mildly uncomfy talking about it. tara eyed him suspiciously, making a face that implied she was thinking about something. "you ever made a girl cum?" tara asked the younger man bluntly.

chris looked a little nervous, or more so slightly uncomfortable with the conversation. he shrugged, hesitating before nodding with a "yea?" like the answer was obvious. tara glanced at him again, eyes squinted. "hm."

chris looked at her for a few seconds, expecting her to continue. when she didn't, he decided to question her back "have you?" he felt odd asking it the second it left his lips but she didn't seem to mind, more than open to talking about it.

tara rolled her eyes "obviously. women know their shit when it comes to hoo ha's" she noticed that after her comment, chris had grown silent, side eyeing her clearly. "i'm sure you know your shit too, i'm just saying i'm better at it cause i'm a girl" she explained cockily.

"mhm" at chris's bland response, tara looked him up and down almost with slight judgement, her eyebrow raising slightly "you don't think so?" she questioned challengingly to which chris shrugged "i just know i know my shit. just cause you have a.." he hesitated, not wanting to be disrespectul with his choice word "..have one doesn't mean you automatically know more" chris's body language showed discomfort but his words and tone of voice said that he was sure in what he spoke.

tara almost looked appalled. it was a red light so she whipped her head to look back at you "are you hearing this-" she quieted her voice, cutting herself off when she saw you curled against the car door, practically drooling in a deep sleep.

chris smiled a little at your state "i bet you she'd agree with me" he stated. tara shrugged with a cocky look on her features "guess we'll see when she wakes up" she stated, making an unspoken agreement with chris that your opinion would be their tie breaker.

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once you'd woke up and arrived at tara's, they didn't immediately bombard you with the ridiculous question. instead, you all made your ways to tara's living room, taking seats and talking about the day out, the only illuminants in the room being moonlight splashing through the windows mixed with low lamp light.

right after debriefing your day out, chris and tara seemed to exchange looks and simultaneously fall silent. you looked confused, smiling at your friends almost awkwardly "something wrong?" almost the second you spoke, chris piped in. "do you think that being a girl automatically means you're better at.. pleasing women?.." chris had an awkward smirk, almost more so a smile as he questioned you- he knew it was random.

looking between the two of them in shock you shrugged "i mean- i've been with both and some women suck too so, i guess not?"

tara groaned half playfully. "noo, you were supposed to agree with me" she complained. chris had an 'i told you so' look as she spoke. you put two and two together and realized this was a debate between the two.

you shrugged with a quiet "sorry" before sipping on the water you'd been neglecting to drink all day. chris opened his mouth to say something (that probably would've made tara flip.) but before he got to speak, tara interuppted "still doesn't mean that you're any better" she responded, crossing her legs and arms with an annoyed glint to her brown eyes when they fell on chris.

chris leaned back in his seat, legs spreading as he brought his pepsi can towards his lips "guess we'll never know" he told tara, a small shrug following.

you watched the way he leaned back in his seat, the way tara's crossed arms pushed her boobs up for a better view. finding your mind running, you wondered who's really better at pleasing. they're the one's who'd inflicted the idea afterall. in a spur of the moment, spontaneous decision, you decided to say something that'd either ruin or make the night.

"why don't we find out?"

both their eyes snapped to yours. you looked at them like it hadn't been you who just said it, your eyes widened in instant regret, looking almost petrified of their inevitable reactions.

tara was the first to snap out of the shock of your words. her lips curved to a smirk as she slowly turned her head to chris "yea, why don't we?" she questioned "unless you're scared you'll lose?" she directed at him challengingly, a daring glint in her eyes.

he licked his lips, opening his mouth like he had a million things to say. yet, all that came out was a choked laugh, practically a scoff. your eyes had been so focused between the two of them that you didn't even notice his hand creeping along the couch till it firmly rested on your knee.

his eyes locked on yours with question of if you were okay with this. you took hold of your bestfriends hand and guided it further up your thigh, a sign for him to do as he pleases.

and oh was he was going to.

in the blink of an eye his lips were on yours, free hand on the side of your jaw. all the while you heard shuffling behind you, then the cushion of the couch sunk down. tara's perfume clouded your senses as she moved up against your back.

you heard a light smack and chris's hand dissapeared, replaced by tara's on your thigh. you assumed she'd swatted his hand away. "my turn first" she demanded, confirming your suspicions. chris didn't protest. he broke away from your lips and got up when she nodded for him to. if he had to wait to please you that was fine with him, he was sure it'd only be better if he went after tara anyways since then you'd be all sensitive for him already.

tara's delicate fingers found the strings on your sweats, pulling them loose. she muttered for you to lay down, head on the arm rest and you did. as she worked on discarding your pants, your eyes wandered to chris whom was removing his belt.

you wanted to question what he was doing but you were caught off gaurd by tara's thumb gently pressing onto your clit through your panties. you watched as she took her glistening thumb to her lips with a smirk. she sucked the residue off lightly. "already soaked for me, honey?" tara cooed softly, earning a glare from chris.

jesus you were already soaked through your underwear? well that's not embarassing at all.

tara only smiled, leaning down between your legs. you watched in anticipation as her hands grabbed the insides of your knee's to push them apart. then one hand came down to hook the front of your pretty thong and pull it to the side. she practically drooled at the sight of you, throbbing at the thought of how wet you'd gotten for her- well for both friends already.

with a bat of her lashes she met your gaze, a sickeningly sweet smile as she leaned down and attached her lips around your clit. a surprised whine left from your lips, head tilting back on the arm rest. that's when you were met with the sight of chris.

(if anyone gets confused about the position, click here)

"you feel good?" he questioned, his face hard to read as his eyed roamed your body, from where your shirt rolled up your stomach all the way down to tara's head buried in your thighs.

upon trying to answer, she un-expectedly began flicking her tongue over your throbbing bud. "yea.." you said, voice high pitched and needy for more. he stood behind the arm of the couch so you had to look upside down at him from where your head lay.

your eyes roamed down his body to find his clothes still on, but jeans boxers pulled to his thighs as he stroked himself slowly, mouth agape at the sight of you.

his waist was level with where your head rested on the arm of the couch. chris shuffled a little closer to gently grab your chin, tilting your head back. you came face to face with his angry red tip that was leaking from the sight of you being devoured infront of him.

he stroked your cheek soothingly as he spoke "can i use your mouth, gorgeous?" despite his sweet tone of voice, his tip forced your bottom lip up. you could already feel the blood rush to your head from having it tilted back over the arm of the couch. your mouth opened for him compliantly, tongue darting out to run over his length.

he took that as a yes, thrusting half the length of his dick through your lips at the same time tara sucked your clit through her teeth, nibbling almost painfully.. almost.

your hips lifted as you choked out a moan around your friends dick. you could feel the smirk on tara's lips against your heat and your sure chris's expression matched. your male friend used his large hand covering your chin, practically on your throat, to keep you where he wanted as he completely thrusted his inches down your throat.

you clawed at the couch as you gagged lightly around him. he pulled out before slipping his dick right back in your mouth, quickly finding a slow pace to fuck your mouth at. although you couldn't see it, his mouth was hung open at the sight and feel of you. contrasting that, tara's tongue sucked and flicked fast enough to have your thighs reactively trying to entrap her head.

she smacked your thigh lightly, releasing your clit with a wet noise. you couldn't speak, so instead tried to whine around chris's cock apologetically. it didn't matter though because your clit was momentarily neglected. however, your dripping hole was invaded instead.

as tara's tongue fucked into you, you choked around your other friend, pulling your head back from him. he let you get to the tip to take a breath. your eyes were glossy with tears from having your throat abused, lips red and puffy. "you okay?" he asked, swiping your hair from your face. you nodded quickly, quickly regaining composure. his voice came out low with arousal, but soft at the sight of your cock-drunk features "gonna keep takin' me like a good girl?" his thumb caressed your cheek sweetly as he asked.

you whined, hips rolling into tara's mouth in reaction to his voice. chris was loving how much such a simple thing got you going. he tapped your cheek with his pointer finger gently, reminding you to respond. once you nodded your head for comfirmation, he went right back to chasing his high, slipping himself through your messy drool and cum covered lips.

speaking of chasing high's, your hand slid down shyly to find tara's hair, gripping lightly through her shiny black locks, which she had no protest for at all, even letting a whine out into your cunt that made your hips jolt up. the feel of her tongue was enough to have your head spinning as is, but having your head uncomfortably tilted back to take chris had you feeling like passing out.

as your hips squirmed up, tara placed her arm on your stomach, pushing you back to the cushions. you tried forming incoherent words around chris's cock, making tara chuckle into you. the vibration from her lips made you whine, you tried pulling off chris to inform them of your need to finish but he only pulled you back

(gentle enough that you could indicate to him if you really needed a break or if you were just trying to speak.)

tara watched with amusement as he kept you quiet. "shh, i know it feels good honey" she silenced you, her tongue plunging right back into your tight walls once done speaking. your cries of ecstasy came more frequently now and it was driving chris insane. you could tell by how his pace began to falter that you weren't the only one approaching your high.

knowing you were at the brink of breaking, her tongue entered you one last time, her hand pushing onto your lower abdomen in synch with it. you couldn't help it, this time you pulled your lips off chris and let out a high pitched cry, propping yourself on your elbows to let the blood flow back to your body from your head.

"fuck" you murmured as you held your friends face against your now-leaking cunt, riding your high while watching as she lapped at every drop leaking onto her tongue.

she soon came up your body with a satisfied grin on her lips. those same lips met yours, forcing you to tase yourself. mid kiss you both heard chris groan, causing tara's eyes to open and lips to leave yours. she watched as cum dripped down his dick, minstrated by his now stilled hand. she crawled over you, leaning forward over the arm rest with her tits in your face as she stuck her tongue out to clean up chris.

with them being right there, you took one of her nipples in your mouth. she finished cleaning up chris and then sat up on your hips, making you release her tit with a subtle pop. "this is about you, honey" she states as she gets up off of you and the couch "or at least it was till he shoved his dick down your throat..."

chris rolled his eyes, ignoring her comment and playfully shoving her aside as he approached you, pulling his boxers and jeans back up. "good luck topping that." tara said cockily, referring to how fucked out she'd already caused you to be.

chris only looked at you and smirked. he may not have been yappin' like tara was, but his confidence in outdoing her was pretty damn high. he motioned for you to sit up, so you did. he took a seat beside you and patted his lap. this hadn't been what you were expecting. gladly though you straddled him, hovering slightly.

"made such a fucking mess" he muttered to you. along with his comment, two of his long fingers came out and unexpectedly pushed all your juices back into you, ripping a whine deep from in your throat. his fingers experimentally curled and his name drawled out of your mouth the second they had. he figured you were already all worked up, there was no need to make you wait right?

his blue eyes locked with yours as he repeated the action again, and again.. and again. your hands gripped at each of his shoulders nails surely leaving marks through the fabric. "you like that?" chris's voice sounded patronizingly cockily. his eyes trailing to give tara a shit eating grin when you couldn't even get out a simple 'yes' your head nodding and hips grinding down into his hand instead.

tara was a little further down the couch now from you guys, her eyes locked on the two of you as her hand snaked into her own shorts to rub over her panties. she wanted to be mad at his cocky demeanor but instead, she found herself practically leaking at the over confident smirk he gave her. (not that she'd ever admit it)

your legs shook lightly as you tried to chase his movements with your hips. almost every curl of his fingers elicted some kind of needy noise from you. chris watched in both awe and satisfaction at how overstimulated you were, his fingers purposefully pushing as deep as possible just for a reaction.

your head dropped down to his shoulder, a gutteral moan as you gripped at the sleeve of his hoodie for any kind of stability. "'m not g-gonna last long" you hardly managed through pathetic little whines in his ear.

chris shook his head "no, you're gonna finish with your friend" he told you, eyes glancing between tara, then back to you. you shook your head gently in protest "but-" "shh, you'll live."

when you rested your head sideways to see your female friend, her legs were spread, hand in her shorts and head tilted back as she bit down on her lip to silence herself. but most noteably, her brown eyes were locked on chris's free hand that was currently running along your side.

tara's eyes took in the length and perfect thickness to chris' fingers, the way they gripped at your skin. the sight had her legs closing back up, thigh's squeezing her own hand as a strangled desperate whine finally slipped her glossed lips.

but you weren't the only one who caught sight of tara's wandering eyes. chris's look darkened at it, feeling his ego puffing up at knowing what she was thinking.

"gonna keep gawkin' orr you wanna come here?" there was a newfound cockiness to his tone that made tara smirk, quickly releasing her hand from between her thighs before shuffling down the couch where you and him sat. she was the first to make a move on chris, gripping the younger brunette's jaw gently to place her lips on his.

while his lips messily pressed back to hers, he slyly slipped his arm around tara's waist, pulling her in so her side was rested right against his. she lifted her hips to remove her black denim jorts, slipping them off onto the floor along with her (now wet) panties.

you were far from neglected during this entire interaction, rutting your hips all the way down chris's fingers as they curled into you with just the right amount of pressure to have your nails clawing further into his hoodie. the sight of your two friends messily swallowing each others mouths eagerly was like having a porno unfold right before your eyes.

chris' hand grazed down tara's stomach, agonizingly slow all the way to her waist. he intentionally missed where he should have been heading to go straight for her thigh's.

she wasn't really in the mood for it right now, further evident by her clutching his roaming hand into hers, forcing it to cup her soaked cunt instead. her hips greedily pushed into his hand, causing them to both to smile into the kiss.

now you tried not to get jealous of the both of them as you watched but it was becoming increasingly hard. tara's eyes momentarily flashing to catch your needy stare caused her to break off from chris' lips.

her soft fingers went for your throat, wrapping with just enough pressure to make you gasp in surprise. with that same grip she forced you towards her, her mouth coming to yours. instead of connecting your lips, she gently bit your bottom lip. sinking her teeth in gently and tugging your lip back, grinning when your gasp turned into a whine from both the sting of the bite along with the overwhelming feeling of chris's fingers.

which speaking of, were now circling tara's clit with his other hand. she was constantly gasping, her lips now trailing your jaw and her hand squeezing your neck tighter in response to chris's movements.

feeling the need to join in, chris' began mouthing at the unoccupied side of your neck, his eyes fluttering shut, soaking in the sounds of both your pleasured noises. he felt a sense of pride knowing it was because of him.

your body was hot all over, nearly feeling like you could pass out from but too caught up in being finger fucked by your friend to care. chris could tell you wouldn't be able to hold off much longer, so he tauntingly moved his wrist further forward to curl his digits deeper into you.

"'m-" you cut yourself off with a moan as they both sucked down on different parts of your neck in synch. you'd think they planned it with how in unison their mouths worked dark purple marks onto you.

forgetting to repeat yourself, your jaw just fell slack, gripping chris' arm warningly. "close?" he mumbled in question against your bruised skin. upon hearing you breathing out an "uh huh", he knew he was gonna need to get tara there faster if he wanted you both to finish together. so he switched to circling your friends clit with the pad of his thumb instead, slowly fucking two fingers into her.

tara parted from your neck to look at chris like she had something to say about it but was quickly shut up when his fingers brushed the spongey spot deep inside her, having her reeling for more of it.

she had already been close from her own previous work on herself so she wasn't gonna last much longer either, announcing it by mumbling next to chris' ear that he was "doing so good" her voice lacked the same cockiness from earlier, sounding needy now,

chris bit his lip to suppress a smile at the praise for how good he was doing at pleasing the both of you. now the only rivalry with chris that tara could care about was if he was making you or her cum first, the argument from earlier long lost in her mind.

he himself had been trying to contain himself from growing hard again at the gorgeous sight of his two friends falling apart on top of, as well as beside him. he wasn't sure when or how he started but his hips were subconciously rutting up into your thigh in rythym with the pace of his fingers inside you.

the sight and sounds of both of you was almost too much, he spoke up to try and talk you both to the edge "c'mon, look so pretty taking it" he started breathlessly, his head was now dropped onto your shoulder, but facing toward tara. so as he spoke, you and tara both assumed he was speaking to yourselves. (which was his intention)

he didn't think about his words as they spilled from his lips, eager to feel you both finish "'know you can cum for me together" his voice was lower, clearly more affected by his clothed dick against your thigh than he'd like to admit.

with an aggresive amount of sudden pressure to both your clits, he got his wish.

walls fluttering around his fingers, your head tilted back, a babble of noises that were meant to be words came strangled from your lips. the hand of yours that wasn't grabbing chris's sleeve reached over to find tara's free hand and grab it, which she happily held, squeezing your hand back with a breathless giggle as her own walls closed and convulsed on chris's knuckles too.

you became overwhelmed quickly, having already came once before this. chris caught on to this by the way your hand was sliding down his arm to his wrist, wordlessly grabbing it in warning. he observed the way your brows knitted together, lips puffing out when he slowly removed his fingers from your fluttering walls.

only seconds later he released his hand from between tara's thigh's too. before chris could process it, tara took his fingers drenched in her slick to her mouth, wrapping around them. his lips parted in a gentle gasp and you took the opportunity to guide his own fingers from his other hand to his lips, encouraging him to tase you as well.

he gladly complied. his blue eyes locked on yours as he sucked his own digits dry of your juices. once he released his fingers, tara realeased his from her mouth as well.

panting, your eyes raked chris in disbelief, this is when you saw the huge wet patch on chris's sweatpants. you giggled teasingly, tara clearly having observed the sight to because she was giggling right along with you, shaking her head as she said "noo way" tauntingly

chris's cheeks tinted a dark shade of red as he groaned "shut the fuck up" to both of you, clearly a little embarassed. his hands quickly found your hips to lift you off him onto the couch. he stood up, rushing to the bathroom.

you and tara both combusted into laughter, wheezing and smacking at each other due to laughing so hard as you watched him walk away, uncomfortably grabbing his crotch.

"i hate you guys!" grumbling like an angry kid he slammed the bathroom door shut.

"love you too!" both of you yelled back in unison to the bathroom door.

tara shuffled to face you as she began putting her clothes back on "okay it's just us, be honest, i was better right?" tara asked wish a raised eyebrow. you had to look away from her as you spoke your truth "you were great!" you responded enthusiastically to avoid the question.

tara knew what your avoidance meant. chris had 'won'.

tara gasped dramatically (mostly) pretending to be offended "girl! fuck you" she playfully shoved your arm as you both giggled, knowing it wasn't that serious.

and despite being 'quiet' (neither of you were.) chris had most certainly heard the conversation from the bathroom and was more than pleased to hear it.

not that he wouldn't have gladly fucked some sense into you another time but, still glad he'd proved his point.

he won.

thank you to everyone for being patient. i was having writers block so this took a longggg time to come out but i'm back on my shit so send more reqs!

tagsᥫ᭡: @mattsrod @sturncakez @watercolorskyy @pettydollie @sturniol0s @6ix9inewiturmom @sonicsmacks @fratbrochrisgf @eyelovedher89 @bernardsbendystraws @riversandwinds

[sturnioloho]

feeling like a whore good morning tumblr

[bearbearhems]

He should flex more often ☹️

[thatpunkmaximoff]

[Book One of...]

Story: 5 out of 5 Smut: 2 out of 5

Oh my goodness! This was such a fun, fluffy read that includes great body and sex positivity! Seriously, more authors need to include plus-size women.

Beatrix/Trixie is such a great character. I loved the idea of the hot football player/best friend falling in love with the girl whose body is not what everyone approves of. I loved watching her be comfortable in her own skin, even if she spent years finding that peace, and then facing down high school bullies before watching their own lives unravel. Ugh. So fun!

Chris is such a horndog for Trixie, but he’s a respectful horndog. You’re gonna love him. Trust me. And don’t even get me started on Chris’s family! They were all such great additions, and I can’t wait to for the next Kingman to fall in love.

* Luke Skycocker 😂 That’s a great name for a rooster.

* I love that this football player is pining after the plus-size girl. This is gonna be so cute!

* The mom sends her sex toys. What even.. 😂

* Awww. Does everyone know about Chris’s crush? lol.

* Lmao. Even the dad ships them! He wants Trixie as a daughter-in-law, for sure.

* Ugh. I hate mean girls. It’s been ten years! Grow the fuck up.

* Oohhhh. She said he was her boyfriend. Let the fake dating begin 🤗

* God. Chris is so fucking corny lol. These innuendos are hilarious.

* Ugh. Creepy Karter. Someone kick his ass, please.

* Her fucking mom telling her to use lots of line because she’s sure Chris is large. Oh my god 😂 and that she’ll be sending them something fun. I can’t wait to see what it is.

* The kiss cam! I can’t stop smiling. Oh my god. He needs to confess his feelings asap!

* Cowgirl 👀

* He told her about his feelings! Oh my god, yes!

* Luke Skycocker tried being a little cockblock lmao. Chris was not having it.

* A tentacle vibrator? Trixie’s mom sends the most interesting toys 😂 and oh my god, Chris finding the stash is hilarious.

* GOYKATTDLAGG - I’m ashamed to say I immediately knew what that was 😅

* Holy shit… Chris and all his suppressed horndog feelings really let go, huh. Damn.

* Ugh. Why do I get the feeling the press is gonna find out about Trixie’s mom’s pornstar past? 😒

* Rachel is a cunt. What does she have planned 😬

* Goddamn. In the locker room, Chris? Now I’m all hot and bothered 🥵

* “We spent the last two and half days dressing up, probably acting like our lives are better than they are, because we want our high school classmates to think we’re cool. Hell, I even asked my best friend if he would be my fake date just to show you I wasn’t just a sad, nerdy chicken lady. But if I hadn’t, I would never have found out that I loved him.” // “Or that I loved her. I have for a long time. Since high school, in fact.”

* wtf did Anthony do?! Did they record Chris and Trixie having sex?! You can’t cut to a week later like that and not let me know!!!

* I fucking knew it! Ugh. Please handle it appropriately and make those responsible pay!!

* I love the Kingman family so, so much!

* She asked him to marry her!!! And he already had a ring!!!

* They’re all so happy and Rachel got what she deserved. Dumb bitch lol.

[baynton]

Chris Pitt-Goddard in Spy (2011-2012) | 2x09 Codename: Pulp Friction

[cgo12345]

Young, shredded, sexual alpha

[unnerving-presence]

If they don’t make a remake of RE5 after showing us the new Wesker I’m personally going to Capcom’s headquarters and cry

it’s heavily hinted they’re making a new one. with excella on the screen and the flowers too? i wouldn’t doubt there’s one in the works. though they’ll likely change how wesker looks a bit, probably giving him sharper features but we can only assume.

capcom please don’t make wesker angry all the time when writing his character it makes no sense please please please please

[mandalhoerian]

DO IT. 🙌 JUST DO IT. 🙌

(please read it in that greenscreen man meme voice, related to detroit!au leon)

ICB UR CALLING SHIA LABEOUF GREENSCREEN MAN IM GONNA PEE MJEKEKWKNFNE

like man this is getting support! I feel like going all out on it by putting several leons it’d be ... interesting. This is writing itself at this point

[robocops-a-christ-allegory]

Peacemaker got a cameo in issue 1 of Dark Crisis and I didnt notice until I was going through his comicvine to see if I missed anything interesting. It was on the page every single other cameo was but I kind of love it because Im pretty sure hes shooting directly at Jon Kent here

[sturnioloho]

matt is so hot here

[bearbearhems]

I need niall to do these so bad…

Cuz the way his arms and chest are set up…oh lord…

[wilsonteav]

Bro Ate 🫶😩

Taub wip

[muwapsturniolo]

Backseat serenade 💳 Chris Sturniolo

"kid, what the fuck are you on about?"

✗ NSFW content ahead, car sex, riding, missionary, squirting, cum, not edited, there is a link to a porn video for one of the positions.

@plutism for dividers.

You were pissed.

It was the middle of December in LA and Chris had you standing outside waiting in the cold. He didn’t tell you why, he claimed it was a surprise.

“This dumbass boy, why the hell are him and Matt taking so long?” You mutter to yourself, shivering slightly. Not soon after, the familiar black car pulls into your driveway.

You go to wave to Matt, expecting Chris to hop out on the passenger side - you were wrong.

Your eyes widen seeing Chris hop out the car, a cocky smirk on his face as he makes his way towards you.

“What the fuck?” You mumble as soon as he approaches you, your confusion evident. He chuckles softly, his hands finding their rightful place on your waist.

“Why the hell are you driving with no licenses Chris? What if you got pulled over?” You begin to scold him.

He fishes in his pocket, pulling out his wallet and showing you his brand new drivers license.

“Surprised?” He asks as you snatch the wallet from him, examining the plastic ID. “When the hell did you take your test? You never even told me you were trying to get it!”

You gently slap his shoulder, going back to looking at the license.

“I wanted it to be a surprise…now come on, I want to drive you around for once.” You couldn’t help but smile at his words.

So here you were, sitting in the passenger seat for once as Chris drives. You couldn’t help but stare at him, watching the way his eyes dart across the road, the way his hand wrap around the steering wheel, the way he was manspreading…

He looked good, too good.

The plan was to get food and drive back to your place, but you wanted something else.

“Pull over.”

He gives you an odd look, his eyes darting back to the empty road. “What? Why? We’re almo-pull over Chris.”

He huffs and does as told, pulling over on the side of the road and turning the car off. You waste no time, crawling over the center console and situating yourself in his lap, slamming your lips against his.

You grind against him, enjoying the way his moans fall into your mouth. “Fuck- what’s gotten into you?” He asks as he pulls away from the sloppy kiss.

You ignore him and reach on the side of seat, pulling the lever so the seat is pulled all the way back.

“Doesn’t matter, now shut up and fuck me”

He smirks and does as told, quickly pulling his sweats and boxers down as you get to work on removing your own shorts and underwear.

He grabs the base of his dick, holding it up as you level yourself above him. You sink down, the both of you moaning out at the euphoric sensation.

His hands grip your hips harshly as you begin to bounce on him, his bottom lip drawn between his teeth.

“Shit, oh fuck-“ he moans lowly.

You moan with him, gripping both his shoulders and the seat harshly.

You looked pretty on top of him, perfect even, but he knew you were getting tired. “Fuck fuck fuck, get off-“ he lifts you with ease, managing to move your body in the small space.

He sits you down in the seat, his body hunched over yours as he throws your legs over his shoulders. You were practically bent in half, your toes touching the roof of the car.

He slips right back in, his thrusts causing the car to shake.

With the new and odd position you could feel your orgasm quickly approaching, the tip of his dick pushing against that special spot as well as your cervix.

“C-come on baby, give it t’me” he groans in your ear, his own orgasm quickly approaching. He sneaks his hand inbetween your conjoined bodies and thumbs your clit, swiping it quickly.

That’s all you need to release, your juices gushing out and covering the seat and windows. He groans and gives one final thrust, filling you up to the brim. the two of you sit there panting harshly, staring at each other with mischief.

"I got my license and we finally had car sex....Does this mean when I get my own private jet we can join the mile-high club?" You roll your eyes and push him away, the two of you starting to clean up your mess. little did you know, Chris took a picture of the excess juices on the window, posting it on his story.

a few days later he was looking for something to post on his story and he came across a photo from that night. you were in the passenger seat shoving frenchfries in your mouth, a wide smile on your face. not even thinking about it, he went ahead and posted it with the caption "passenger princess".

not even 20 minutes later, matt bursts into chris's room, a look of disgust on his face.

"get your own car you dirty bitch!"

chris looks up in confusion, trying to figure out why matt was so mad and calling him a dirty bitch.

"kid what the fuck are you on about?"

"you fucked her in the car! the car that we share! who does that? I'm actually going to kill both of you! you're disgusting!" matt walks out of the room, slamming the door in the process. chris snickers to himself and goes back on his phone, smiling as he sees a text from you come in.

[cvnntagious]

:: pornstar!chris never learned shame

chris' hands wrapped around to find your ass as you tried to take a seat on his couch, cupping both cheeks and pulling you into him with a tight squeeze, practically lifting you off your feet. you gasped, eyes widening slightly as you tensed at the gesture. "chris-!" you semi-shrieked, pushing him off of you gently.

"what?" he asked slyly, completely unphased by the way your guys' friends watched the two of you silently.

you simply shook your head in embarrassment, silently proceeding to take your seat. you sat with your back to an armrest, outstretching your legs as chris watched you. once you were situated, he turned from you with a small scoff, resuming the conversation he was having before you'd walked in the room.

without a second thought, he began taking a seat, still yapping to the men sitting across from him while he began lifting your legs by the ankles to make room for himself beside you. as soon as his butt made contact with the couch, you found him lowering your feet down into his lap, not bothering to pay you - or, more importantly, the way your brows furrowed at the display - any mind.

you were quick to pull your legs back, bending them at the knees and bringing them to your chest on the assumption that it'd be more comfortable for him. it wasn't. his head immediately snapped in your direction, a confused look spread across his face and a deafening silence now throughout his house. "what's your problem?" he finally asked, clearly unhappy with your recent distancing.

confusion also seemed to spread across your face, shrugging your shoulders at him without a single clue as to what he could mean. chris' hand darted out to grab your ankles again, this time only one of them, so he could pull it back into his lap. "jus' stop bein' all weird an' shit, m'just tryin' to keep you comfortable," he ordered, saying it like it were the most obvious thing in the world.

chris caught the way your eyes flickered to your side, glancing at the people watching you two. "s'embarrassing... y'know, with people watching," you mumbled, barely loud enough for chris to hear—but he did.

he gave a scoff-ish chuckle, shaking his head and rolling his eyes befor his thumb began rubbing mindless circles on the balled protrusion of your ankle. "funny coming from you," he quipped playfully.

"what's that supposed to mean?" clearly offended, your hand reached out to cover his in a much sweeter manner than intended, causing chris' eyes to linger on your slender fingers and manicured nails for a moment.

then his eyes caught yours, a sudden cocky grin tugging at his pink lips, just barely allowing his sharp canines to peek from beneath them. "you've never seemed to mind it before," he stated simply, but when he sensed you weren't catching on by the aloof look on your face, he spoke again: "when we're filming an' all that."

mouth agape, you shook your head, feeling your face heat him in actual embarrassment – not just that awkward feeling from before. "y- what? you're the one who, like... chris, no." your mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, and your eyes flicked back and forth from chris, and the two guys on the other couch.

"ohh, chris, please," he began mocking your moans under his breath, making it barely audible to the people just a few feet away, "just like that, fuckk, right there."

he was quick to stop when he felt your hand make contact with his chest, a painful stinging sound from the harshness that made him groan for a short moment. still, he chuckled again at the look on your face, squeezing your hand playfully before turning back to his friends to resume their conversation once more, as if nothing had happened.

w/c : ?? a/n : divider by issysh3ll

-love, your grandma cvnty☆!

[akumanoken]

The inherent danger of roleplaying with people when you first start a verse is that you automatically fill in the blanks as soon as posible why Souji acts certain ways with certain muses and you're screaming inside because it's cute and also like holy shit Souji pls don't do this to mw when you've only interacted with them once.....

[bbokicidal]

First Times The Charm? | OT8 [SKZ]

Notes : This was a Drabble request someone sent in, so it's short, to the point, and simple. Hope you enjoy! Genre : Smut Warnings : 18+ Content Req : Giving SKZ head for the first time. <- But I altered it so it's not just 'you giving skz head for the first time' and rather, it's 'you giving skz their first head experience EVER.'

Chris :

He's so... so vocal. Constantly groaning, his voice low in his throat and gravely as if he'd just woken up. He's in Heaven, his head tipped back on the office chair he sat in. He's death gripping the poor arms of the chair, knuckles bright red from the flush that had covered his entire body. He, politely, refuses to touch you - partially because he's a little scared to and partially because he doesn't think he can move.

Minho :

In shambles. His body has a habit of trembling each time you take him in your throat and he swears he's never felt anything so good in his life. He's laid back in his bed, one arm draped over his eyes while the other sticks by his side, fingers splayed in your hair; gently pushing your head down each time he needs a little more. You learn very quickly he's a bit of a head pusher.

Changbin :

Stiff as a rock, but also a little tense and unsure. He's so shy seeing you between his fucking thick ass thighs already, his ears bright red and his cheeks warm with excitement. He loves it, he really does, he's just - He's got a bad habit of being a bit jumpy when people touch him. So when you go all the way down on his dick and deep throat him? His thighs snap shut around your head and he nearly suffocates you, not realizing it had happened until you have to slap his stomach and make him let you go. Not that it was that bad of an experience. You'd die happy there.

Hyunjin :

All vocals. Moaning, whining - even chuckling as you slurp on his cock. He's a bit arrogant when it comes to you giving him head. Even though it's his first time getting head from anyone, he's cocky about his size as it bulges in your throat and makes you choke. When he gets closer to release though, he's all breathy and sucking in air, biting his bottom lip as his hand rests atop your head.

Jisung :

So wiggly, so squirmy. Full of the jitter bugs as you go down on him. He's whiney. Very very vocal, very loud - so loud in fact that Minho has to tell him to shut up from the next room over. He gets all embarrassed, sliding his sweater sleeve over his hand and pressing it to his mouth to muffle his whimpers that escape. Also Lowkey fucking up into your mouth because he just can't keep still. Will ask you to eat his ass afterwards.

Felix :

Extremely laid back. The master of acting like he's had it before but you can tell by the blush dusting over his freckles that he's never had it done to him before. (He also told you that, but.) He's lounging back in his gaming chair and he's adoring the sight of you sucking on him like a lollipop. He loves the sounds you make, the soft moans and the wet noises from your tongue dragging on his cock. And he's a bit vocal too - all low moans and huffs of breath escaping his lips. He's very chill about it, but by the time he's coming down your throat his hands are on the back of your neck and he's humping your face.

Seungmin :

Refuses to touch you because he's shaking so much. He's near silent most of the time but he can tell that when you pause to look up at him for a reaction, he'll nod as quick as he can so you know it's perfect. He's falling apart under your touch, lying in his bed and subtly rocking his hips up into your mouth because of how much he loves it.

Jeongin :

Tou.chy. Touchy!! He's all over you, can't keep his hands to himself. At first he's cupping your face, but then he feels like he's in the way of your work so he's just resting them on your shoulders then. But then he feels like he's pushing you, so instead he busies himself with gathering your hair and pulling it back - and he's got big enough hands so it's easy for him. And when he blows, he places a hand around your throat to gently push you away so he can paint your pretty face with his cum.

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