ariel 𝜗ৎ

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ariel. 19. chris girl.

summer. 90s grunge. lavender ice cream. life is strange. peach iced tea. deer. vanilla perfume. polka dots. angel wings. live through this. cats. wisteria.

⋆☕︎ ˖ currently reading: east of eden - john steinbeck

𝄞⋆.˚ last album i listened to: petal - ariana grande

taglist. ʚɞ masterlist.

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chris masterlist?

it's on my pinned post but some people can't see it because tumblr has it flagged for sensitive content for NO REASON so here it is if you can't see it :)

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i love your writing and the layout of your aus

okay just had to say that!😁🤷‍♀️

thank you so much cutie!! that really means a lot :)

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I would love to be a moot if you’d like

😉

sure!

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wanna be moots??🦢

yess 😊

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So I know you’ve mentioned that dilf!chris likes to praise a little bit.. what does praise look like for him? Like what type of stuff would he say?

yummy question 😋

he's 100% a big fan of "good girl" and sometimes he mutters it under his breath when he jerks off to the thought of babysitter!reader :(

other than that, he likes to talk you through it with gentle assurances, like:

"there you go, that's it" "doin' so good for me, baby"

he also likes referring to himself as daddy 😵‍💫

"you can keep going for daddy, can't you?" "yeah? gonna make daddy come inside you?"

(i'm not sure why this feels more embarrassing to post than regular smut but it does LMFAOO)

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did dealer!chris have any romantic experience before pd!reader? :3

baby he was a hoe :(( he didn't really have serious relationships but he slept around a lot

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was chris pd!reader's first kiss? first romantic thing?

technically no! when she was 16 she met a boy called tucker and the two dated for around a year, but it was verryy tame. i'm talking the furthest they went was closed mouth kisses 😭

you can read about it in her diary entries :)

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━━╋━ DIET PEPSI

in which . . . dealer!chris and preachersdaughter!reader don't make it out of the car after a date at the local diner.

blurb separate to main series, inspired by this ask and also my answer to this ask :)

chris hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of you all night. he had taken you out to the local diner after work as an impromptu surprise date, with the honest intention of seeing your sweet face all surprised and excited. but now he was finding it exceedingly difficult to maintain focus on your face, especially when the jeans you were wearing just fit you so well.

his eyes widened when he saw you walk out of the library wearing them, and he felt a sudden surge of jealousy for the library patrons who had the privilege of watching you walk around like that all day, despite the fact that most of them were tired students or retired pensioners who weren’t sparing a second glance at your appearance. the image of you bending over to pick up a pile of books in those jeans sent hot blood rushing through his veins.

when he parked at the diner and opened the car door for you, chris lingered behind to watch the way the denim hugged your ass as you walked inside. his heart fluttered at the innocent smile you gave him as you turned around, and he tried to play off the way he had just been eyeing you up.

but it only got increasingly more difficult for him to act normally as the meal went on. he couldn’t keep his eyes from focusing on the way your lips wrapped around your fork, staining the steel with your shiny red lipgloss, or the way you hummed in satisfaction at your food.

but he didn’t want to ruin the nice evening for you, so he behaved himself with polite smiles and questions about your day for the time it took for both of you to finish eating. the second he got you to the car, however, he pushed you up against the passenger side door and kissed you with a ferocity that caught you completely off guard, because you somehow hadn’t picked up on chris’s quickly dwindling patience at the dinner table.

you gasped into the kiss, leaning into him for a second before pushing him away with an embarrassed giggle. “chris! people are gonna see us.”

he smirked and thrust his hips forward against you, just once, forceful. “c’mon, nobody’s lookin’.”

your resolve weakened and you almost let him continue when you felt his fingers graze against the front of your jeans, but you quickly returned to your senses and pushed his hand away gently. “what’s gotten into you today, chris? you can’t even wait till we’re not in public?”

he sighed heavily at your disapproving frown and squeezed softly at your hip. “yeah, you’re right. let’s get home.”

you weren’t quite used to seeing chris this desperate. he kept his hand tightly gripping your thigh almost the whole drive, not uttering a single word. even as he parked underneath the cover of the willow tree next to the house, he didn’t make any sign of moving from his seat.

your hand was wrapped around the handle of your own door, about to pull it open when chris gripped your wrist, firm but not hard enough to hurt. you turned to see that same needy look in his eyes, but now it was more desperate than it had been in the parking lot. before you could ask, chris was pulling you over the centre console into his lap. he groped your ass with both hands, refusing to make eye contact as he focused once again on the front of your jeans.

“chris!” you exclaimed, shifting to settle yourself more comfortably on his lap. “what’s going on today, seriously?”

“s’these fuckin’ jeans, doll. jesus. they new or something?”

“uh… yeah, i bought them last week. do you like—”

he cut you off with another needy kiss which quickly turned heated, his teeth clashing against yours before sinking into your plump bottom lip. you whined and squirmed in his lap, to which he pulled away with a sly grin.

“get on the backseat. on your hands and knees.”

the look in his eyes told you to obey, and his eyes lingered on your ass as you climbed over and waited for him.

he watched you for a second before joining you, kneeling on the seat behind you. he pushed down on the middle of your back to force you to arch for him, and he let out a strained breath. 

“y’look so fucking good today, angel.” he muttered, so quietly you had to strain to hear the words. chris reached an arm around you and fluently unbuttoned your jeans, hastily tugging them past your hips until they were halfway down your thighs.

he tugged your panties to the side and used both thumbs to spread your folds open, revealing your weeping hole to the cool night air.

“jesus, she’s already cryin’ for me, baby.” you could hear the smile in his voice as his thumb faintly traced around your entrance.

you whined, but there was nowhere to go in the tight confines of the car, so you had no choice but to take his leisurely teasing.

he slowly pushed his thumb inside, which pulled a needy moan from you. you tried to push back against him for more, but chris gave your ass a light smack before grabbing your hip to hold you in place.

he pulled his hand away, and you could hear movements behind you for a few seconds before you felt chris’s breath hit your pussy. he dipped his tongue in and out of your desperate hole a few times, but he wasn't down there for long before he pulled away and you heard the clanging metal of his belt buckle as he undid his jeans. 

“chris…” you whined, burying your face in the soft leather of the backseat as you pushed your hips back against his.

“i know, sweet girl… so needy…” he cooed softly. you could tell he was making fun of you a little, but you were much too far gone to care.

a guttural groan ripped from his throat as he finally sank himself deep inside you, and you both stilled for a moment. until your desperate cunt started to squeeze around him, that is. he hissed and pulled out until the tip before roughly slamming back inside you, quickly building up an unforgiving rhythm.

the pleasure was making your mind go numb, but you mustered up the sense to speak.

“chris…?”

“what is it, baby?”

“mm— are you sure no one can see us?”

“i promise, doll. it’s pitch black out and you know nobody walks down this street past, like, nine anyway. plus, i think we’ve fogged up the windows pretty good by now, don’t you?”

you giggled and allowed yourself to succumb to the pleasure chris’s cock was giving you without another thought. you weren’t quite sure how long you had been in this position, crying and drooling onto the leather beneath you, but the contrast was stark when chris suddenly stopped and pulled out of you.

“no! why?” you complained, your hips immediately bucking backwards in search of pleasure to replace the emptiness.

“shh, it’s okay, baby.” chris held onto your hips and gently lifted you up from your kneeling position. “not stopping, just wanna see your pretty face when you cum.”

it took some awkward maneuvering in the cramped space before you were comfortably settled on your back with chris kneeling between your legs. he didn’t waste any more time in burying himself back into your warmth, and now you were able to wrap your legs around him to pull him in close.

as chris fucked you, he lifted one hand to press his thumb down on your bottom lip. you had noticed him staring at your mouth earlier – maybe he had a particular interest in the red gloss you were wearing today. so you lifted his hand away and pressed a soft kiss to his wrist, pulling it back to admire the pretty cherry-red stain it left behind in the shape of your lips.

chris moaned at the sight, and suddenly you were feeling his hot cum shooting inside you, his cock twitching as he painted your walls. the sensation paired with the fucked-out look on his face had you cumming not long after, squeezing his spent cock with all the strength you had left in you. 

after you had both spent a minute recovering, holding onto each other and panting heavily, chris sat up and admired the lipstick mark on his wrist with a smile.

“you’re so fuckin’ cute. wish i could get this tattooed or something.”

dividers by @/cursedcarmine

@sturnskiss @randomgirlwithanobsessiob @devotedlyteenagemusic @notstell3 @ariestrxsh @ellbowmacaroni @weirdothatwrites @leeeeree @oopsiedaisydeer @le4hsblog @slut4brunettes @hanssturns @courta13 @lelessturnxs @pepsipoet @viennamay25 @dearxcherry @sabprincess @aanayaaaa @chrissfavhoe @chrattstromboli @adoremattsturns @1nnerangel @knmsbgtf @twylas114 @chrissdeerrr @bernwentonio @sorrybirds @lavande3 @iluvchr1s @sweetheartreader @sturni-olii @sturnbear @dailydoseofchratt @llllaaaaa123 @challengers4ev @chrisluver13 @twilightsparkel @addieeesturn @bambriixx @cosmicloom @gracedbysturns @sadgirlslush @sturniolo0ntop @aristurniolos24 @wildessofa @dearlilies @conspiracy-ash @bittenbymatt @iamthebestswag

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taglist two:

@slutformatt17 @writtenbychrissturniolo @fratboychrisera @whore4chris @michaelslotus @stars4star @amandapanda2 @rainyyy-weather @rriverscuomo @mykinkischris @sl4tform4tt @midnightsturnsxx @glitteryun1corns @spookysturnz @chieftaletyger @sturnioeve @sofiathe1stsblog @viviansturns @chrattsfavlesbian @pottersfia @meltyice77 @owensbabygirl @sturnsgilmore @sturniolotoast @prettysturns @oopsiedaisydoe @matthewslittlesluttt @nvtstvrns @nessabarrettlover101 @savmattsfavmattgirl @chrisslittleangel @girlhood-sucks @spookysturnz @slutforthesturns-xo @2muchofaslvt @raelsturniolo @urfaveprettypsycho @brooken19 @ivysturnss @lkk12345 @rithiisbetter @coochiedestroyer2 @jxzlynskisses @slut4chrissturnioloxoxo @blakesss @chrisssiren @crjsss @fawnova @shygirl0821 @yayinyobayin

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taglist three:

@sweethrt777 @starrsturns @pip4444chris @lovesturni0l0s @strawberriesnlace @ogfreyaa

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━━╋━ DIET PEPSI

in which . . . dealer!chris and preachersdaughter!reader don't make it out of the car after a date at the local diner.

blurb separate to main series, inspired by this ask and also my answer to this ask :)

chris hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of you all night. he had taken you out to the local diner after work as an impromptu surprise date, with the honest intention of seeing your sweet face all surprised and excited. but now he was finding it exceedingly difficult to maintain focus on your face, especially when the jeans you were wearing just fit you so well.

his eyes widened when he saw you walk out of the library wearing them, and he felt a sudden surge of jealousy for the library patrons who had the privilege of watching you walk around like that all day, despite the fact that most of them were tired students or retired pensioners who weren’t sparing a second glance at your appearance. the image of you bending over to pick up a pile of books in those jeans sent hot blood rushing through his veins.

when he parked at the diner and opened the car door for you, chris lingered behind to watch the way the denim hugged your ass as you walked inside. his heart fluttered at the innocent smile you gave him as you turned around, and he tried to play off the way he had just been eyeing you up.

but it only got increasingly more difficult for him to act normally as the meal went on. he couldn’t keep his eyes from focusing on the way your lips wrapped around your fork, staining the steel with your shiny red lipgloss, or the way you hummed in satisfaction at your food.

but he didn’t want to ruin the nice evening for you, so he behaved himself with polite smiles and questions about your day for the time it took for both of you to finish eating. the second he got you to the car, however, he pushed you up against the passenger side door and kissed you with a ferocity that caught you completely off guard, because you somehow hadn’t picked up on chris’s quickly dwindling patience at the dinner table.

you gasped into the kiss, leaning into him for a second before pushing him away with an embarrassed giggle. “chris! people are gonna see us.”

he smirked and thrust his hips forward against you, just once, forceful. “c’mon, nobody’s lookin’.”

your resolve weakened and you almost let him continue when you felt his fingers graze against the front of your jeans, but you quickly returned to your senses and pushed his hand away gently. “what’s gotten into you today, chris? you can’t even wait till we’re not in public?”

he sighed heavily at your disapproving frown and squeezed softly at your hip. “yeah, you’re right. let’s get home.”

you weren’t quite used to seeing chris this desperate. he kept his hand tightly gripping your thigh almost the whole drive, not uttering a single word. even as he parked underneath the cover of the willow tree next to the house, he didn’t make any sign of moving from his seat.

your hand was wrapped around the handle of your own door, about to pull it open when chris gripped your wrist, firm but not hard enough to hurt. you turned to see that same needy look in his eyes, but now it was more desperate than it had been in the parking lot. before you could ask, chris was pulling you over the centre console into his lap. he groped your ass with both hands, refusing to make eye contact as he focused once again on the front of your jeans.

“chris!” you exclaimed, shifting to settle yourself more comfortably on his lap. “what’s going on today, seriously?”

“s’these fuckin’ jeans, doll. jesus. they new or something?”

“uh… yeah, i bought them last week. do you like—”

he cut you off with another needy kiss which quickly turned heated, his teeth clashing against yours before sinking into your plump bottom lip. you whined and squirmed in his lap, to which he pulled away with a sly grin.

“get on the backseat. on your hands and knees.”

the look in his eyes told you to obey, and his eyes lingered on your ass as you climbed over and waited for him.

he watched you for a second before joining you, kneeling on the seat behind you. he pushed down on the middle of your back to force you to arch for him, and he let out a strained breath. 

“y’look so fucking good today, angel.” he muttered, so quietly you had to strain to hear the words. chris reached an arm around you and fluently unbuttoned your jeans, hastily tugging them past your hips until they were halfway down your thighs.

he tugged your panties to the side and used both thumbs to spread your folds open, revealing your weeping hole to the cool night air.

“jesus, she’s already cryin’ for me, baby.” you could hear the smile in his voice as his thumb faintly traced around your entrance.

you whined, but there was nowhere to go in the tight confines of the car, so you had no choice but to take his leisurely teasing.

he slowly pushed his thumb inside, which pulled a needy moan from you. you tried to push back against him for more, but chris gave your ass a light smack before grabbing your hip to hold you in place.

he pulled his hand away, and you could hear movements behind you for a few seconds before you felt chris’s breath hit your pussy. he dipped his tongue in and out of your desperate hole a few times, but he wasn't down there for long before he pulled away and you heard the clanging metal of his belt buckle as he undid his jeans. 

“chris…” you whined, burying your face in the soft leather of the backseat as you pushed your hips back against his.

“i know, sweet girl… so needy…” he cooed softly. you could tell he was making fun of you a little, but you were much too far gone to care.

a guttural groan ripped from his throat as he finally sank himself deep inside you, and you both stilled for a moment. until your desperate cunt started to squeeze around him, that is. he hissed and pulled out until the tip before roughly slamming back inside you, quickly building up an unforgiving rhythm.

the pleasure was making your mind go numb, but you mustered up the sense to speak.

“chris…?”

“what is it, baby?”

“mm— are you sure no one can see us?”

“i promise, doll. it’s pitch black out and you know nobody walks down this street past, like, nine anyway. plus, i think we’ve fogged up the windows pretty good by now, don’t you?”

you giggled and allowed yourself to succumb to the pleasure chris’s cock was giving you without another thought. you weren’t quite sure how long you had been in this position, crying and drooling onto the leather beneath you, but the contrast was stark when chris suddenly stopped and pulled out of you.

“no! why?” you complained, your hips immediately bucking backwards in search of pleasure to replace the emptiness.

“shh, it’s okay, baby.” chris held onto your hips and gently lifted you up from your kneeling position. “not stopping, just wanna see your pretty face when you cum.”

it took some awkward maneuvering in the cramped space before you were comfortably settled on your back with chris kneeling between your legs. he didn’t waste any more time in burying himself back into your warmth, and now you were able to wrap your legs around him to pull him in close.

as chris fucked you, he lifted one hand to press his thumb down on your bottom lip. you had noticed him staring at your mouth earlier – maybe he had a particular interest in the red gloss you were wearing today. so you lifted his hand away and pressed a soft kiss to his wrist, pulling it back to admire the pretty cherry-red stain it left behind in the shape of your lips.

chris moaned at the sight, and suddenly you were feeling his hot cum shooting inside you, his cock twitching as he painted your walls. the sensation paired with the fucked-out look on his face had you cumming not long after, squeezing his spent cock with all the strength you had left in you. 

after you had both spent a minute recovering, holding onto each other and panting heavily, chris sat up and admired the lipstick mark on his wrist with a smile.

“you’re so fuckin’ cute. wish i could get this tattooed or something.”

dividers by @/cursedcarmine

@sturnskiss @randomgirlwithanobsessiob @devotedlyteenagemusic @notstell3 @ariestrxsh @ellbowmacaroni @weirdothatwrites @leeeeree @oopsiedaisydeer @le4hsblog @slut4brunettes @hanssturns @courta13 @lelessturnxs @pepsipoet @viennamay25 @dearxcherry @sabprincess @aanayaaaa @chrissfavhoe @chrattstromboli @adoremattsturns @1nnerangel @knmsbgtf @twylas114 @chrissdeerrr @bernwentonio @sorrybirds @lavande3 @iluvchr1s @sweetheartreader @sturni-olii @sturnbear @dailydoseofchratt @llllaaaaa123 @challengers4ev @chrisluver13 @twilightsparkel @addieeesturn @bambriixx @cosmicloom @gracedbysturns @sadgirlslush @sturniolo0ntop @aristurniolos24 @wildessofa @dearlilies @conspiracy-ash @bittenbymatt @iamthebestswag

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taglist two:

@slutformatt17 @writtenbychrissturniolo @fratboychrisera @whore4chris @michaelslotus @stars4star @amandapanda2 @rainyyy-weather @rriverscuomo @mykinkischris @sl4tform4tt @midnightsturnsxx @glitteryun1corns @spookysturnz @chieftaletyger @sturnioeve @sofiathe1stsblog @viviansturns @chrattsfavlesbian @pottersfia @meltyice77 @owensbabygirl @sturnsgilmore @sturniolotoast @prettysturns @oopsiedaisydoe @matthewslittlesluttt @nvtstvrns @nessabarrettlover101 @savmattsfavmattgirl @chrisslittleangel @girlhood-sucks @spookysturnz @slutforthesturns-xo @2muchofaslvt @raelsturniolo @urfaveprettypsycho @brooken19 @ivysturnss @lkk12345 @rithiisbetter @coochiedestroyer2 @jxzlynskisses @slut4chrissturnioloxoxo @blakesss @chrisssiren @crjsss @fawnova @shygirl0821 @yayinyobayin

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━━╋━ DIET PEPSI

in which . . . dealer!chris and preachersdaughter!reader don't make it out of the car after a date at the local diner.

blurb separate to main series, inspired by this ask and also my answer to this ask :)

chris hadn’t been able to take his eyes off of you all night. he had taken you out to the local diner after work as an impromptu surprise date, with the honest intention of seeing your sweet face all surprised and excited. but now he was finding it exceedingly difficult to maintain focus on your face, especially when the jeans you were wearing just fit you so well.

his eyes widened when he saw you walk out of the library wearing them, and he felt a sudden surge of jealousy for the library patrons who had the privilege of watching you walk around like that all day, despite the fact that most of them were tired students or retired pensioners who weren’t sparing a second glance at your appearance. the image of you bending over to pick up a pile of books in those jeans sent hot blood rushing through his veins.

when he parked at the diner and opened the car door for you, chris lingered behind to watch the way the denim hugged your ass as you walked inside. his heart fluttered at the innocent smile you gave him as you turned around, and he tried to play off the way he had just been eyeing you up.

but it only got increasingly more difficult for him to act normally as the meal went on. he couldn’t keep his eyes from focusing on the way your lips wrapped around your fork, staining the steel with your shiny red lipgloss, or the way you hummed in satisfaction at your food.

but he didn’t want to ruin the nice evening for you, so he behaved himself with polite smiles and questions about your day for the time it took for both of you to finish eating. the second he got you to the car, however, he pushed you up against the passenger side door and kissed you with a ferocity that caught you completely off guard, because you somehow hadn’t picked up on chris’s quickly dwindling patience at the dinner table.

you gasped into the kiss, leaning into him for a second before pushing him away with an embarrassed giggle. “chris! people are gonna see us.”

he smirked and thrust his hips forward against you, just once, forceful. “c’mon, nobody’s lookin’.”

your resolve weakened and you almost let him continue when you felt his fingers graze against the front of your jeans, but you quickly returned to your senses and pushed his hand away gently. “what’s gotten into you today, chris? you can’t even wait till we’re not in public?”

he sighed heavily at your disapproving frown and squeezed softly at your hip. “yeah, you’re right. let’s get home.”

you weren’t quite used to seeing chris this desperate. he kept his hand tightly gripping your thigh almost the whole drive, not uttering a single word. even as he parked underneath the cover of the willow tree next to the house, he didn’t make any sign of moving from his seat.

your hand was wrapped around the handle of your own door, about to pull it open when chris gripped your wrist, firm but not hard enough to hurt. you turned to see that same needy look in his eyes, but now it was more desperate than it had been in the parking lot. before you could ask, chris was pulling you over the centre console into his lap. he groped your ass with both hands, refusing to make eye contact as he focused once again on the front of your jeans.

“chris!” you exclaimed, shifting to settle yourself more comfortably on his lap. “what’s going on today, seriously?”

“s’these fuckin’ jeans, doll. jesus. they new or something?”

“uh… yeah, i bought them last week. do you like—”

he cut you off with another needy kiss which quickly turned heated, his teeth clashing against yours before sinking into your plump bottom lip. you whined and squirmed in his lap, to which he pulled away with a sly grin.

“get on the backseat. on your hands and knees.”

the look in his eyes told you to obey, and his eyes lingered on your ass as you climbed over and waited for him.

he watched you for a second before joining you, kneeling on the seat behind you. he pushed down on the middle of your back to force you to arch for him, and he let out a strained breath. 

“y’look so fucking good today, angel.” he muttered, so quietly you had to strain to hear the words. chris reached an arm around you and fluently unbuttoned your jeans, hastily tugging them past your hips until they were halfway down your thighs.

he tugged your panties to the side and used both thumbs to spread your folds open, revealing your weeping hole to the cool night air.

“jesus, she’s already cryin’ for me, baby.” you could hear the smile in his voice as his thumb faintly traced around your entrance.

you whined, but there was nowhere to go in the tight confines of the car, so you had no choice but to take his leisurely teasing.

he slowly pushed his thumb inside, which pulled a needy moan from you. you tried to push back against him for more, but chris gave your ass a light smack before grabbing your hip to hold you in place.

he pulled his hand away, and you could hear movements behind you for a few seconds before you felt chris’s breath hit your pussy. he dipped his tongue in and out of your desperate hole a few times, but he wasn't down there for long before he pulled away and you heard the clanging metal of his belt buckle as he undid his jeans. 

“chris…” you whined, burying your face in the soft leather of the backseat as you pushed your hips back against his.

“i know, sweet girl… so needy…” he cooed softly. you could tell he was making fun of you a little, but you were much too far gone to care.

a guttural groan ripped from his throat as he finally sank himself deep inside you, and you both stilled for a moment. until your desperate cunt started to squeeze around him, that is. he hissed and pulled out until the tip before roughly slamming back inside you, quickly building up an unforgiving rhythm.

the pleasure was making your mind go numb, but you mustered up the sense to speak.

“chris…?”

“what is it, baby?”

“mm— are you sure no one can see us?”

“i promise, doll. it’s pitch black out and you know nobody walks down this street past, like, nine anyway. plus, i think we’ve fogged up the windows pretty good by now, don’t you?”

you giggled and allowed yourself to succumb to the pleasure chris’s cock was giving you without another thought. you weren’t quite sure how long you had been in this position, crying and drooling onto the leather beneath you, but the contrast was stark when chris suddenly stopped and pulled out of you.

“no! why?” you complained, your hips immediately bucking backwards in search of pleasure to replace the emptiness.

“shh, it’s okay, baby.” chris held onto your hips and gently lifted you up from your kneeling position. “not stopping, just wanna see your pretty face when you cum.”

it took some awkward maneuvering in the cramped space before you were comfortably settled on your back with chris kneeling between your legs. he didn’t waste any more time in burying himself back into your warmth, and now you were able to wrap your legs around him to pull him in close.

as chris fucked you, he lifted one hand to press his thumb down on your bottom lip. you had noticed him staring at your mouth earlier – maybe he had a particular interest in the red gloss you were wearing today. so you lifted his hand away and pressed a soft kiss to his wrist, pulling it back to admire the pretty cherry-red stain it left behind in the shape of your lips.

chris moaned at the sight, and suddenly you were feeling his hot cum shooting inside you, his cock twitching as he painted your walls. the sensation paired with the fucked-out look on his face had you cumming not long after, squeezing his spent cock with all the strength you had left in you. 

after you had both spent a minute recovering, holding onto each other and panting heavily, chris sat up and admired the lipstick mark on his wrist with a smile.

“you’re so fuckin’ cute. wish i could get this tattooed or something.”

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[aliaratawitchtrial]

https://www.tumblr.com/aliaratawitchtrial/824674518417244160/ariel-stop-writing-the-word-gently-in-every-other

omg i noticed that lmao! your writing is beautiful

fuck it's noticeable 😭😭😭😭😭

but thank u bby 💕

[aliaratawitchtrial]

I know I already sent in a request a couple hours ago, but I made up a new one

How about pd!reader and dd!chris try doggystyle for the first time and he keeps shoving her face into the pillows

okay so the next fic i'm posting for them includes doggy... but not in the bed 😊 if ur picking up what i'm putting down 😊

[aliaratawitchtrial]

can u write something about pd!reader & dealer!chris based off of Diet Pepsi by Addison rae it’s totally fine if not cuz idk if this even a good idea😭

it is a FANTASTIC idea never doubt yourself 😋

i know you sent this in forever ago but it is coming very soon ;)

[aliaratawitchtrial]

ariel stop writing the word gently in every other paragraph of ur fics challenge

[fishandshesmygills]

it’s so hard for me to not doxx myself every single day btw. my oversharer’s spirit is being stifled by internet safety

[aliaratawitchtrial]

i know a politically aware baddie when i see one

you know that's right 😍😍 also i love your username that's so good