#until dawn Chris Hartley

[barkbre]

Thinking about.. Mike/Chris who get hard and soak their jeans while pleasing a girl 😵‍💫 nejjsjsjjs

Mike- Who sits on his knees eating you out while whimpering and palming at his sore, hard crotch while he's got his other hand knuckles deep into your core and a messy mouth and tongue magnetized to your clit.. who gets so worked up he starts leaking from his jeans- Mike who's franticlly moaning into your cunt when you tug his hair and shove him into you further, his eyes watery and his brows furrowed painfully deep. - his body tensing and his eyes rolling as he feels his jeans grow wet and soggy from how much he's cumming in them.. leading to you returning the favor and mouthing at his wet spot near his tip, Mike's back arching as his knees buckle while he's stands, hands in your hair as he breathes out whines and gasps

Chris- Who's trying so hard not to ruin his jeans while you're straddling him and grinding on his painfully hard buldge while kissing him. His hands gripping your hips hard while you're moaning into his mouth and grinding yourself so fucking good he feels like he's about to burst and its only been 10 minutes of this..- Chris who's leans in to leave rough hickeys and bites on your throat in an attempt to control himself, only to find it harder to breathe and function with your pained whimpers in his ear while your nails dig at his broad shoulders. He gets so needy he's grinding and bucking into you from under you- his own sounds growing louder and needier as he quickly tries to gasp out he's about to cum, only to fail to articulate words when you lean to suck at his neck. A high pitched whine finds itself muffled into your chest while he leaves nail marks in your hips- cumming in his jeans while you cum in his lap from the friction...

[munshtuk]

Silly Chris, lol

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hanging Onto Humanity | Chris Hartley + Wendigo!Reader

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Note: This is a revision of an Until Dawn fic I wrote back in 2016 on DeviantArt. Felt like it could use some improvements and changes. The original is still on my page so if y'all wanna read my 16 year old-self's writing be my guest.

Anyways enjoy Wendigo!Reader encountering Chris while still retaining their humanity and him recognizing them in a moment of despair.

Spoilers for one of Ashley's deaths

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'It's not her. It's not her. It's not-'

Hannah's shrill scream overshadowed Ashley's own cries of shock as the wendigo sprung up from the trapdoor, having caught her completely off-guard.

Before the poor girl could react, her head was caught between two large hands that twisted her neck, a sickening and squeamish crack following suit. Her now lifeless body dropped to the floor, head landing beside it with a splat and her eyes losing whatever light remained in them.

Within the shadows of the mines, you could only watch in sadness as her corpse was dragged beneath the door, to where Hannah could feast on her newly-obtained prey without disruption.

Fortunately, she wasn't aware of your presence at the moment.

At least she granted Ashley a quick demise, but you wish it didn't have to come to this.

Because both of them used to be your friends..

Somehow, the wendigo's curse had all but corrupted your humane side. While the hunger was constantly present, and you could no longer speak like a normal person...you refused to kill any of the group members who returned to the lodge. Instead you've been observing them quietly, with none of them ever noticing.

You don't know why they came back to these mountains; this horrible place where Hannah and Beth met their fates that cold winter night.

Part of you recalls chasing after them through the blinding snow, only to become horribly lost and unable to find your way back. Not to mention something was stalking you, pushing you further into the surrounding woods. At the time you were certain it was a wolf, but now you knew it very much wasn't.

Then you remember nearly starving to death, eventually coming across the flesh of something--or rather someone. You didn't know who it belonged to, but you found yourself craving more and more until there was nothing but bones left.

Next thing you knew, you've become this horrible beast. A violent creature of the cold who only knew hunger, becoming acquainted with the ones who met similar fates in a mining incident ages ago.

But unlike them (and Hannah, who ended up being possessed by the dominant wendigo spirit), you tried to sustain your endless appetite through raw animal meat, opting to hunt the local deer. If you felt like eating a small snack, you'd find a squirrel or bird instead.

The curse didn't keep a strong hold on you, which is why you're able to lurk around your old group of friends with easy restraint, unwilling to hurt any of them.

They must have known you went missing, too, but obviously couldn't recognize you nor Hannah anymore. To them, you were just monsters who struck when they least expected it, moving at inhumane speeds and manipulating them in horrible ways to make them your prey.

One such example was Hannah imitating Jessica's voice, which Ashley unfortunately fell for. And now she was doing it again to lure somebody else.

Dropping down from the ceiling, you wandered over to the cellar to shut her up for good....when something soft brushed against your foot, making you look down in curiosity.

And you froze.

It was Ashley's red and pink beanie, stained in blood.

Fresh blood...human blood-

'No...I can't..' Hissing, you looked the other way, but your pale eyes eventually wandered back to the hat. The urge had passed, thank goodness, allowing you to crouch down and pick it up.

Aside from blood's stickiness, you could also feel its softness between your long claws, a hazy yet fond memory coming to the forefront of your mind:

A small birthday party, with you, Ashley, Chris, and the others hanging out at the lodge--where you gifted her this exact beanie.

She always whined about her ears getting cold, and after you shopped around the mall, you found it for her, seeing that it practically had her name written all over it. And sure enough, she loved it to death, wearing all the time during the cold season.

You'd never expect it to come back into your possession like this.

Now it was nothing more than something to remember her by, as she was gone forever.

'I'm sorry, Ash...' You clutched the beanie with remorse, wondering what to do next-

"I'm coming, hold on! I'm coming."

Hearing the voice of Chris, you dropped it out of instinct and darted back into the shadows, realizing he was the one unknowingly answering Hannah's call.

That's right.

You forgot all about him.

You had nowhere else to go, and you didn't want him getting the wrong idea, so you stayed as quiet as possible.

Through thermal vision, you saw his form limping into the small room, possibly looking for his friend--or rather his crush.

You faintly remember all the years you, Sam, and Josh spent teasing Chris over it, wondering when he'll finally grow a pair and ask Ashley out. The three of you were certain it'll come any day, but every time he tried going for it...he chickened out again and again.

Yet tonight's events seemed to have brought them closer together....as you could see the look of devastation that crossed the blond's face the moment he recognized the beanie on the ground.

A shaky gasp escaped him, further constraining your heart with guilt as he broke right there and then, kneeling down.

"O-Oh no..oh my god!" He began to sob, picking up the beanie with a trembling hand. "Oh my god, Ash!! No, no, this can't be real! This can't be real!!"

The flashlight accidentally slipped from his other hand, which rolled to reveal your hiding spot, and you instinctively hissed at the brightness that blinded you.

It was brief, but enough to expose your presence to Chris, who gawked in terror upon seeing you and grabbed the flashlight, keeping it on you as he scrambled to his feet. "Holy fuck--y-you....WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!!" He screamed with such anger, tears streaking his face.

God, he wishes he still had that shotgun.

He thought he was a goner the moment he saw you, but strangely enough..you didn't immediately leap at him.

You didn't seem to be hungry for his flesh.

The only thing you did was....stare. And not with anticipation. You were just trying to figure out how to tell him that you didn't murder Ashley, even though it looks very obvious.

The longer he stared back at you, fear seizing all of his nerves, the more he began to recognize the clothes you had worn exactly one year prior, now stretched and tattered. Even that silly friendship bracelet you, Ashley, and him wore in freshman year was somehow still on your thin wrist.

'Wait, don't tell me that's....'

"[Y/n]...?" Chris muttered, eyes widening when you responded with a small chirp, giving him the confirmation that it was indeed you.

As if this night couldn't get any worse..he realized you too were subjected to the wendigo's curse. All along, you've been in this mountain, eating and killing to survive, but unlike the one that killed the stranger...you weren't trying to harm him in any way.

You still knew who he was.

You didn't see him as prey, but as your friend.

"Th-This is insane..you...after all this time you were here..?"

Nodding solemnly, you wish you could give him a hug, but you're sure he wouldn't want that. Not after what he's seen.

"You're not gonna eat me, right?" He cautiously asked. "I-I mean. If you're still..uh..you..there's no way you could have killed Ash.."

You shook your head, once again confirming he was correct. With a huff, you glanced at the bloody trail leading down into the cellar door, relieved that Hannah was quiet, but after hearing another choked sob come from Chris, you saw his knees give out.

The realization that he lost his three best friends in different ways hit him like a truck. "I-I'm so so sorry, [y/n]...it's...i-it's been a fucking nightmare. First..Josh lost his head and tricked me into thinking I murdered him, t-then Ashley's gone..and...and now you're a.....oh god! I'm so sorry...w-we...we tried to find you, I swear..."

You tried finding your voice, but all that came out was an odd scratchy sound, which did nothing to comfort the crying blond in front of you, torn by pain and exhaustion and betrayal.

This wasn't the kind of reunion you wanted.

It should have been in the lodge, surrounded by the fire's warmth and your closest friends..not in the bowels of these cold mines where you couldn't even console one who was grieving.

You don't know what Josh did to Chris, but it must have been bad enough to traumatize him-

"Chris!"

Blinking through tears, he snapped his head up, looking to the trapdoor. "A-Ashley? Is that you?!" His voice trembled.

"In here! Help!!" The voice cried out.

"You hear her?! She's alive!" Chris got up, but before he could take even a single step towards the cellar, you pounced on top of it. Least to say, he was bewildered by your actions. "Huh?! What are you doing?!"

'Saving you, idiot..' You thought, growling lowly. 'Of course Hannah would do this now...'

"[Y/n]. You need to move! She's trapped down there!" He tried getting closer, annoyed that you weren't budging. But as you snarled a second time, he flinched back in fear. "Th-That's not cool, dude.."

While you admired his initial bravery, he was quick to cower away as you just stared at him, unwilling to let him open the door and meet the same demise as her.

"I-I don't understand. She was literally JUST calling for help-!"

"Not her."

Chris went completely silent, his jaw dropping he heard you imitating his own voice, your mouth moving like a normal human being's. "Did...Did you just...?"

"Not her." You repeated firmly, hoping he'd finally get the hint.

"....s-so..wait, wait, wait.....you can mimic our voices now?!"

"Always have."

"...damn, that's...insane." He muttered, wondering why the stranger never mentioned that somewhat important detail. "But..that means...she's really gone."

You regrettably nodded, watching his shoulders slump. "I..I-I shouldn't have fallen behind. I should have stayed with her. I...I-I never even got to tell her...." But he stopped himself, looking at you with such defeat and hopelessness. "I don't know if I can do this anymore, [y/n]. How can I go on without-?"

"Live for her." You spoke in his voice once more.

While you hated using mimicry, it was the only way that whatever remained of your humanity could still get through to Chris--letting him know that despite all appearances..you weren't totally gone.

You wanted him to leave this cursed place alive.

Ashley would have wanted him to.

"S-Sounds like I'm giving myself a pep talk. But...alright." With a barely audible chuckle, Chris wiped at his tears, deciding to put the beanie in his pocket. "I'll live for her....and for you, too. Don't think I'll ever forget about you, pal. Thanks for saving my neck."

Although you couldn't smile, he could see your attempts to form one and was a bit amused.

As he started heading out of the small cavern to rejoin the group, you decided to follow him closely, certain that some other wendigo was waiting to pounce on him.

Fortunately, you didn't sense any nearby. They must have thought you were tracking him as your prey.

A lot of them were smart, but not even Hannah caught wind that you never intended to eat him or any of your friends.

Even though you failed to protect Ashley, and you couldn't let the others see you, you'll do your best to ensure they all lived to see the sun rise.

Especially Chris.

[spaceycat]

need some sleeper build chris and a more plus size reader

him just manhandling the shit out of them and them being like

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i read sleeper build as sleeper agent and i was so confused, BUT YESSSSS YES YES EYSYSEYSEUEGYGSEFKJGK - btw guys we're slowly running out of chris gifs so we're gonna have to resort to images soon..

⋆★⋆ muscle and bone ⋆★⋆

♫ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: sister by she wants revenge (5:16)

The first time that you saw Chris' muscles, you were shocked. You didn't expect your boyfriend who is a massive tech nerd who literally cannot go anywhere without internet without complaining and rants about app development every 2 seconds looks that built and you've never noticed.

But as you look back, the amount of times he's picked you up effortlessly and carries heavy stuff without struggle it all makes sense now.

Now, you cannot stop staring at his arms and his hands, imagining him lifting weight or just manhandling you like you weigh nothing or his hands splayed out on your thick thighs worshipping you like a goddess. And he noticed.

He definitely noticed, and he 'accidentally' flexes doing the most basic shit, like grabbing something off a shelf or simply reaching over you to grab something and he knows that you stare.

Later that night, he uses that to his advantage when you two are having sex. He was fucking you into the sheets, a single arm holding himself up beside your head - his other hand on your hip. Then suddenly, out of nowhere - the hand on your hip moves underneath you as he picks you up placing you in his lap, his cock still very much deep inside of you and just absolutely plows into you without a single care in the world and you are shellshocked, willing for this man to do anything he wants to you.

And he continues to manhandle you during sex, flipping you on your stomach or back - or even fucking you up against a wall. Even occasionally wrapping his bicep around your neck and flexes as he fucks into you from behind - and you couldnt be happier.

[holywoodelevator]

Watching these edits side by side made me realise how similar but different Chris and Josh grieve both people the love

They both blame themselves for what they did

But both deal with it differently. Josh deals with his grief with revenge while Chris deals with it by trying to find everyone else and get out of there as soon as possible so they won't end up like Josh

[barkbre]

can i say Older!TechCEO!Chris.. omg? and also Mk11 Dilf!Cage pls

Being in a relationship with an older man means being a woman who's being taken care of 24/7.

Imagine this: a pair of beefy and large arms wrapped tightly around your waist while being in a meeting, walking down the street, shopping, cooking, sleeping (or while being stuffed with his thick and veiny cock inside of your warm and spongy cunt).

A man that will not let you lift a single finger. He will do everything for you and only you.

Payments, rents, shopping bags, anything you want, he will give it to you.

Like the good girl you are, your hair will be all spread over the soft pillow, tears running down your cheeks, lips all bitten and swollen, your skin glistening with sweat, breasts covered with love bites and saliva, your nipples perked sweetly and shining under the moonlight.

Your legs are wide open, big and calloused hands gripping your plushie thighs to keep them open while he was devouring your pussy in the most delicious way possible. His thick tongue lapping and circling your swollen clit, teeth occasionally nibbling your folds. You're a mess, loud moans and whines coming from your mouth, your hands tugging his hair and making him groan, sending waves of pleasure through all your body.

You buck your hips, trying desperately to push him away when he kept eating you out after your third orgasm, making him grip your thighs harder, preventing you from moving.

You wanna stop? No, you don't. But your overstimulated pussy was begging for a break. He was devouring you whole, making you arch your back off the mattress, until a fourth orgasm hit your body, your eyes roll back your skull and your legs started shaking.

Oh... A long and very cozy aftercare follows after that...

Your boyfriend holding you softly against his chest, whispering sweet nothings against your ear while rubbing your back until you fall asleep. Of course, a hardened erection grew in his pants, almost painful.

But, of course, as the sweet and caring younger girlfriend you are, you will give him the best of the mornings.

[barkbre]

Chris fucking you while he's playing video games with Josh online and he pits the headphones on you so you're moaning into the mic and Josh is listening/talking to you

Oh my.... god...... yeah.. YEAH. lowk freaknasty chris.

"How did you miss that, Dude!?"

"You're the one playing like a dumbass- why the hell are you so off your game today!?"

And theres you-- on your stomach, with your hips proped up and apart on Chris's bed trying desperately not to moan too loud while Chris is plunged to the base inside you.

"You wanna know why?"

"Yes! jeez man what's going on?"

You look back in panic as you see Chris grining as he slides his headphones off and onto you- setting his controller down to press his hands into your hips and buck you forward onto your chest with a harsh thrust.

In turn you moan pathetically into the mic- gasping and apologizing to Josh

"F-fuck!- i-i'm sorry- Josh you werent supposed to kn-"

"Tell him to keep going"

"What-"

"Tell Chris to keep fucking you for me yeah?"

"... Chris... Josh said to..continue.."

"Yeah? i knew he might be into that."

- - -

"God you sound-mm- so good for me and Chris.. you know that?"

"A-are you-fuck!-jerking- off to this?"

"You fucking bet i am"

"M-mm!"

"Ohh wow you like that idea.."

Chris has a wicked grip against your hair while he tugs your head back to breathily talk into the mic

"Want me to take a video for you, man?"

LEAVING YOU AT A CLIFF HANGER AHAHA

[spaceycat]

tehe.. hehehe.. hi ... i have.. i have requensts...

ahem cough cough

listen.

Chris in that stupid cloak and mask? i just wanna fuck him in the mask. IMAGINE HOW HOT IT WOULD BE?

messy...

YES GIRL!! like him going "eyyy... EYY!! you just got monked!!" me and my friends quote that SO often. AGAIN!! another fic that was requested weeks ago but was like halfway done for a solid amount of time, enjoy bre !!

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✮⋆˙ ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ...  ╰┈➤ 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚎 & 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 ꩜ .ᐟ

♫ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: nonsense by sabrina carpenter (2:44)

✰ pairing: monk!chris hartley (sorry what??) x fem!reader

✰ cw: smut, p in v sex, dirty talk, swearing, exhibitionism if you squint, chris fully has a conversation with josh while fucking reader, kinda a drabble lol

✰ word count: 0.7k+

✰ summary: while chris was putting on the robe and mask, you found yourself kind of into it - stealing him away from everyone, letting josh and sam be spared from that beloved chase scene LOLL

✰  a/n: im so into him

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༺colour chart༻ reader ❀ chris ★ josh !! sam ☪︎

You were cold, that's for sure. There was a snow storm coming to the mountain, as you heard the wind and the snowfall outside of the lodge. You just arrived with your boyfriend Chris after struggling with the cable car, you should've worn something alot more warming. All you wanted to right now was to get warm, how? You didn't care. A fireplace, a bath.. either one.

You were sitting on the couch, trying to keep warm - Sam and Josh went down into the basement to get the hot water starting, maybe when Josh came back you would beg him to light his fancy fireplace. You decided to go up to your room to grab one of Chris' jackets. When you opened the door, you saw Chris wearing a robe - a ski mask in his hand.

"Oh-- Chris, why are you.. wearing that?" Chris turned to face you, "I was gonna go prank Sam and Josh--" "With.. a robe." "Yeah?--" You'd walk over to him, he'd notice how you were shaking a bit. "You cold, baby?" He'd place hand to your arm, rubbing it gently. "Mm.. I'll be fine. A fire would do me good." You grabbed the mask from him, dusting it off - before gesturing Chris to come closer towards you. When he did you adjusted the mask onto his face. You let out a "tsk", laughing a bit. "You look like a dork." "A cool dork?" "Could someone even be a cool dork? If so, you aren't.." "Awe-- no fun." He'd move closer to you, pulling the mask to rest on the top on his head - a smirk on his face. "You into this?" He said jokingly, "Actually.. yeah-- kinda." He didn't expect that, a blush creeping to the tip of his ears as he backed up a bit. "Oh-- oh.. I--" "Maybe its the cold getting to me who knows.." You'd shrug, "I'll-- spare Sam and Josh, this time.." He'd step closer to you, watching as your hands clenched onto the robe - pulling him towards you, locking him in a kiss. He stumbled a bit, placing his hands to your hips for support.

You then found yourself on your stomach, Chris' hands on your hips still as he fucks his cock into you - the sound of skin slapping against skin almost too much to handle. Your hands gripped onto the sheets as Chris flipped you onto your back, his cock driving you into you even harder - you could hear the sharp groans and breaths he was taking underneath the ski mask, you moved your hands up going to unclip his mask - but he'd grab your hands with one hand, pinning them beside your body. "No looking, sweetheart." "Chris--" You'd whine, just wanting to see him, kiss him, touch him. "If you're good, I'll let you take it off and I'll eat you out- okay?" He never was this forward in bed, but oh it's like that fucking mask made his confidence skyrocket - knowing that you were practically defenceless against him with that shit on.

You then heard footsteps nearby, Chris immediately covered your mouth with his hand - his pace not stopping, not faltering for even a moment. "Yo, Cochise-- you in there?" Josh knocked on the door of the room you two were in, he was only a door away from knowing about how hard Chris is fucking you right now. Chris cleared his throat, looking down at you - you made eyecontact with him through the small eyeholes in the ski mask. "Yeah-- just got out of the shower, what's up?--" "Uh-- yeah, we just need some help with something downstairs, can you be down soon?" "Mhm--" "Bring your girl aswell, she just disappeared but she was shivering like a leaf before." The footsteps soon retreated, leaving you the object of his focus once more.

Josh walked back downstairs to Sam, who was still fiddling with the valves in the basement. "He said he just had a shower--" "Does.. does he realise the hot water wasnt working?" "He's a liar, fucking Cochise." Josh laughed a bit.

After everything, you were thoroughly warmed up and wrecked.

[fridgrave2-0]

we live in a new era

[barkbre]

Chris would do this 4 u

post-orgasm grilled cheese reblog if you agree

[witchesroad]

whatever you do, DON’T think about josh waking up the morning after the prank and everyone being cagey and indirect about where his sisters are. everyone keeps telling him “it was a joke,” but he can’t piece together the story in a way that makes sense.

sam and mike are nearly frostbitten from how long they spent searching in the snow. chris got his information from ashley, who bit her nails down to the beds overnight. the others could barely look him in the eye. josh can’t figure out if his headache is related to the hangover or the idea of his sisters, humiliated and alone, lost somewhere on the mountain without him.

and where was he when they needed him? drunk, passed out? the last thing he remembers is a hazy glimpse of his baby sisters dragging him to the same couch where he awoke 10 hours later. he sees their faces but the edges of the memory are blurred and undefined. the sound of their voices and laughter is already fading away and running through his fingers like sand. all that’s left is the howling of the wind.

[peach-el]

Not sure how I feel about the remaster but these are so cute

[barkbre]

Having sex with him and talking back so much he bottoms out and leans over you to point his finger in your face and scold you for being such a brat and making you apologize before he keeps going

CONNOR RK800/SPENCER REID/MIKE MUNROE/CHRIS HARTLEY/PETER QUILL/LOKI LAUFEYSON/ ANY CHARACTER YOU LOVE

[winterfieldfrontiers]

She doesn't want to be here. takes her out!

[spaceycat]

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✮⋆˙ ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ...  ╰┈➤ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 Pt. 5 / 5⋆��࿔

♫ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: bed chem by sabrina carpenter (2:51)

✰ pairing: camstar!chris hartley x fem!reader

✰ cw: swearing, porn creation and recording, exhibitionism??, smut, fingering, p in v sex, dirty talk.

✰ word count: 1.1k+

✰ summary: see pt. 1 , pt.2, pt. 3, pt.4 & pt.5 (you are here)

reader convincing chris to let her film with him, he persists against it but they do. her work friends go crazy being like "wtf"

✰ a/n: THAT'S IT GUYS!! THIS IS THE FINAL CHAPTER GAHHHH

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༺colour chart༻ reader ❀ chris ★

You were over at Chris' house, sitting on his bed. You two started officially dating a couple days ago, but it felt so natural - like it just made sense, no awkward phase just pure love and adoration for eachother. He wasn't letting up on you either, kissing you almost everytime he sees you and leaving you whimpering during the night. Dating a pornstar had its perks and all, never having to ask for anything and just getting it on a silver plater, him treating you with so much respect and love but whenever he had to go record himself you felt.. awkward about it, that if he did it you should to - he started taking less requests now that you were in the picture, outright refusing to film with any other girls. That's when he came into the room, spotting you on his bed on your phone. "Hey, sweetheart.." Chris smiled walking over to you, leaning over the bed to place a kiss to your lips. "Hey-- how're you?" "'M good baby, better now." He sits down next to you, a hand snaking around your waist - pulling you towards him as he stared down at you, his chin resting on your shoulder. "What are you doing?" "Just doing some research." "Into what?" He squinted, moving closer to stare at your phone. "How to start in the cam star business.." He laughed a bit as you weren't serious, thats when he actually did see that on your browser. He adjusted his glasses, clearing his throat, "Really?" "Yeah-- I mean, we both would profit from it and it would be fun.." "Are you going to do solos?" You'd shrug, "Maybe." A blush crept up to his ears, imagining it - a pout forming on his face, "But I thought that view was just for me baby?.." Chris dragged a hand up the inside of your thigh, almost to convince you. "Then maybe I can just be a guest star on your account?" "Just mine?" You'd nod, smirking as you adjusted his glasses. He'd nod too fast, like his mind was forming actions before words. "Okay-- okay, yeah. Let's do that.. I can make your account and all that tech shit, yeah?"

Later, you realised that Chris would be almost missing - thats when you walked upstairs into his room, opening the door. Revealing Chris setting up a camera next to the bed, the sight made you kind of nervous. "Chris-- what is this?" He'd turn to face you, a smile on his face. "I was just.. thinking, baby. We could film something tonight and you can watch over it while I'm editing it and you can choose whether or not we post it?" You thought it over, before nodding. "Okay.. it-- it doesn't have my face in it does it?" "No baby.. I'll keep your pretty face to myself.." He'd walk over to you, cupping your face in his hands. "You tell me if anything makes you uncomfortable and we'll stop, okay?" You'd nod, "Okay.." He'd place a happy kiss to your lips, "Perfect.. go get ready do whatever, I'll call you when we'll record."

Chris eventually called you back, setting above you on the bed - "Just tell me if you want to stop okay, baby?" You'd nod, "Of course." "Perfect." He said with a smile, placing a soft kiss to his lips. You adjusted his glasses that fell down his nose as he pressed record on the camera. He'd look down at you, placing a soft kiss to your nose. "Just pretend it's not there, okay love." He dragged a hand down the side of your body, a hand pushing up your shirt as he gripped onto your hip - pulling you into a kiss. It got heated quick, his tongue dipping into your mouth, the kisses becoming openmouthed and sloppy.

He'd then pull back, dragging your shirt over your head - tossing it aside, placing kisses and marks to your neck, his tongue soothing over the bites that he placed there that made your breath hitch. You'd start to tug on his shirt, as a silent plea to take it off. He'd pull back with a smirk, tugging off his shirt. You giggled as his glasses were messed up on his face as he chucked his shirt aside. He fumbled with them as he kissed you again.

Your hands moved to his belt, tugging it from the loops. Taking note of how his hands moved down from your collarbone, feeling your lacey bra beneath his fingertips. His fingers teasing over your hipbone as they dipped down into your sweats, just above your panties. As he felt how wet you were he chuckled, "Is this from me or the camera, baby?" He didnt let you respond, losing you into another kiss as his fingers moved aside your panties, his fingers touching your clit in agonising circles. His thumb replacing it as he slipped a thick finger into your pussy, you slowly get used to the feeling a soft moan being eaten up by his lips on yours. He then pulled his finger out, "Doing so good baby.." "Yeah?" "Yeah, always.."

He'd then pull of your sweats with your panties, leaving you in just your bra but not for long. He'd clip off your bra, moving it aside as he took one of your tits into his mouth, his tongue circling your nipple as he pulled his cock out from his boxers, it hard and leaking already.

He'd pull back, "Can I try something?" You nodded, watching as he snaked a single arm beneath you, turning you around onto your stomach - your face meeting the pillows. He'd pull your ass up into the air, enjoying the view. He'd drag his cock between your folds before slowly pushing in, you let out a high pitched moan as he settled inside of you. The position angling him deeper, he'd start to move his hips - his cock moving even deeper into you. Your moans were covered by the pillows, "So pretty baby.." He'd mumble, his hands moving to your hips to direct your movements as you were putty beneath him.

You felt a feeling coil up inside of you, you went to move your hand to touch your clit but Chris grabbed your hand before you could letting out a 'tsk' as he replaced your hand with his own, his pace bruising as you came beneath him - your legs twitching as he came deep inside of you.

He'd slowly pull out, watching as his cum slowly leaked out of you. He chuckled a bit, seeing you fucked out and breathless beneath him. He'd grab the camera - pointing it towards your pussy, his thumb touching your clit as more cum leaked out of you. "So good baby.. prettiest little thing I've ever seen."

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THIS FIC IS FINALLY OVERRR!! im so sorry for being really late with posting this, hope you enjoyed <3

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