cw: SMUTTTTTTT!!!! semi-public acts (photobooth), unprotected p in v (don't do this! always be safe!!), fingering, heavy makeout, praise kink, size kink, daddy kink (i mean hello?), creampie, mentions of alcohol and drinking, pet names... i think that's it!
introduction: bug!reader & babydaddy!chris
more of their dynamic: here
it wasn't unusual for chris to invite you out. sending a simple text somewhere along the lines of 'free tonight? ma said she'd watch lily.'
you normally agreed, knowing that you could use the night off and you enjoyed being around chris, mostly.
things were going well between the two of you at the moment. no petty fights, no empty threats, no whispered 'i hate you's falling from your lips as you fought back tears in the middle of the night.
everything had been light, easy. not perfect, never perfect, but just good enough to ease back into the comfort that came along with the history of being together.
chris had already been by earlier to pick up lily and drop her off at his parents house, leaving you alone to get ready.
you took your time. blasting music as you crammed your legs in the bathroom sink trying to get close enough to the mirror in order to get your eyeliner juuuusssttt right, the same way you used to in high school.
you knew how tonight would probably end, the same way nights out with chris normally did. the two of you, back at one of your places, hot, sweaty, and out of breath.
it was like a ritual.
the dreadful part always came the next morning. when it was still quiet in the morning, before the two of you were awake. the heavy decision of staying or slipping out quietly like some awkward one night stand.
escaping in the quiet was more your go to move than his. always trying to get out before the heavy conversations swooped in.
you knew it was stupid, that all you were doing was giving him the indication that this was all you wanted. that it was all you'd ever want.
that couldn't be further from the truth. but that was a conversation for another day, one somewhere far in the future.
chris let himself in the same way he always did when he came over.
"bug! got ya some redbull so you'll stay awake." he calls out as you hear the front door shut behind him. his footsteps making their way further into the house.
"thank youuu" you call back to him as you finish up your liner.
you hear the fridge open and shut before his footsteps become closer. his steps slow and then he appears in the mirror behind you.
"wow... all this for me?" he smirks as his hands find their place on your waist.
your body leans back into his like an instinct. you scoff as your eyes roll at his comment. "no, i'm hopin' to find someone new while we're out actually." you place your eyeliner down on the counter before turning to look at him properly.
his smirk only grows at your comment, knowing you're only trying to get a rise out of him. "mm mhm... that so?" his brow raises slightly, a challenge.
"yup. you know me. always looking." you shrug before lifting your arms out towards him.
now it's his turn to roll his eyes. "you're ridiculous, y'know that?" though despite his words, he lifts you up off the counter, placing you on your feet. his hands drop to your waist, pulling you close to his chest.
"i think you might have mentioned it before." you laugh softly, your eyes focused on his, wide and soft, a look he normally doesn't deserve.
you take a moment to admire his features. something you hadn't really done in a while.
you note the way most of his baby features have disappeared, becoming more refined and manly. the little boy you once fell in love with slowly turning into the man standing in front of you now.
you notice the stubble lining his jawline now, something he normally doesn't keep long. your hand rising without much thought to trail your fingers over it, a small smile creeping onto your face as you do so.
"this is new..." you comment casually. even though not a single fiber inside of you is feeling casual about this new addition.
"mhm... y'like it?" his eyes meet yours, that soft boyish look in them.
you play it cool, feigning indifference over it with a small shrug. knowing your mind can't focus on anything other than the desperate need to know how the scrape of it would feel between your thighs.
"i gotta get dressed... and then we can go." you nod as you let your hand fall from his face.
"alright. y'wearin' something sexy i hope." he teases and swats at your ass as you walk away from him.
"mm not sure. was thinking about pulling out my nun clothes." you laugh softly, making your way into your bedroom, chris trailing closely behind you.
"yeah yeah, reeaaalll funny bug. you're a comedian tonight, huh?"
the drive to the bar was filled with comfortable conversation, laughter, and teases thrown around from the both of you.
you checked on lily one last time before you put your phone up for the night, officially stepping out of 'mom mode'.
chris never strayed far from you. he was always touchy when he was in public with you, even more so once he'd had a couple drinks. his hands on you in some way the entire night. resting on the small of your back as you walked through the crowd, your thigh when you were seated at the bar, wrapped around your waist when you stood with a group of his friends.
a few hours and maaannnyyyy drinks later, you were pretty tipsy. your laughs a little louder, smile a little brighter.
chris noticed. he always did.
he noticed the way your eyes started to glaze over and your body swayed slightly. the way you leaned into him more to hold your balance. the way you were less hesitant in your words and more confident in your touches.
"y'good baby?" his voice low just for you, breath hot on your neck. a soft giggle escapes your lips as you nod. "mhm m'good"
"y'ready to go?" he asks gripping your hip a little tighter. you nod again.
the two of you say your goodbyes to his friends and he leads you out of the bar. as you stumble towards the car you see a vintage photobooth lit up outside of another club.
"chrisss!! chris baby look!" you point excitedly towards the booth across the street.
"mhm i see it. y'wanna go?" he laughs softly as you start to tug him towards it.
"alright alright careful, y'gonna hurt yourself tuggin' me like this." you ignore his words and continue tugging him across the street.
"c'monnnnn!" you giggle as you stand in front of the booth. he holds the curtain back so you can slide in, sliding in right after you.
"alright pretty girl... what're we doing." he turns to look at you, ready to follow your lead.
"wait i want one by myself first." you gasp before pushing him so he gets out of the booth.
chris shakes his head at you, completely used to your antics at this point. you pose for your pictures and your film strip pops out of the machine.
"okayyy your turn!!" you hop out of the booth forcing him to take a strip of pictures on his own as well.
"bug what am i supposed to do in these alone?" he huffs out a laugh at you.
"mm just smile." you nod. he rolls his eyes but obliges, taking his strip of photos and then pulling you down into his lap as his photos print.
"can we take some together now or is that not allowed?" he raises a brow at you.
"we can." you laugh softly as you stare up at him.
"how are we posin', baby?" his breath is hot against your neck as he whispers to you.
he knows exactly what he's doing talking to you like that.
"... bear." your breath hitches as he presses a kiss to your jaw right below your ear.
"hm? what is it?" he teases, his lips making their way down your neck.
"chris... chris s-stop... pictures first." you tilt your head away from him to turn the machine on.
"why can't this be part of 'em?" his hands slide down to grip the tops of your thigh, right at the edge of your short skirt.
you gasp at the contact when the countdown starts on the screen. you try your best to remain composed for the picture, plastering a smile on your face as the camera flashes.
"what is it bug?" his lips press against your neck again, nipping at it slightly.
your hips shift as you press your thighs together, heat pooling between them. the timer starts counting down again.
"behave." you hiss through the fake smile you're desperately holding onto.
right before the camera flashes his lips reconnect with your neck. just in time to make you gasp for the picture.
"chris!" you turn and swat at him. "you ruined the picture!"
he chuckles with a shrug. "pretty sure i made it better." his hand dips under your skirt, teasing over the outline of your heat through the lace of your thong.
"two more baby... can you keep it together?" the countdown starting again as your head rolls to the side. he reaches with his other hand to tilt your head around and connect your lips before the camera flashes.
your head is completely fuzzy now. completely intoxicated by both the alcohol coursing through your bloodstream and chris.
you shift yourself as the final countdown begins. the camera and photo strip now being completely forgotten by you as you straddle his lap.
your hips grind down onto him as his hands find your waist again keeping you pressed tightly against him.
his lips moving in sync with yours in the most messy, overwhelming, intoxicating way possible.
you moan into his mouth as his fingers slide your panties to the side feeling how worked up you are for him.
he breaks the kiss briefly to whisper something you didn't catch over the sound of your heavy breathing before he slid two fingers between your folds working you open for him.
your eyes roll back at the feeling, his lips finding your neck, nipping away at it.
"chris... mm- baby..." you fight back your moans as he carefully pumped his fingers in and out of you, curling them just like you like.
"that's it... such a good girl for me, bug." his words causing you to clench around him.
"mmm..." you press your lips together, trying to remain as quiet as possible due your current setting.
you were high on the overwhelming feeling swirling deep within you. his fingers continuing to twist and curl inside of you trying to get you to fall apart for him.
"c'mon baby... you're doin' so good f'me... so pretty like this... always so pretty when you're fallin' apart." he murmurs against your neck in between kisses as his lips trail lower towards your collarbone.
a loud moan falls from your lips as you reach down to fumble with his belt.
"bug... baby... y'sure y'wanna do this here?" his free hand grabbing your wrist to stop you from making a rash decision.
"yes, yeah, mhm chris please." you look up at him with those wide doe eyes and he caves, just like he always does when it comes to you, releasing your hands allowing them to continue their movements.
"alright, yeah, yeah okay baby just finish up f'me yeah?" his fingers working overtime now to help you get your release. you're close. so close.
"chris!" you moan out as your orgasm washes over you.
"that's my girl... you're doing so good baby, keep going." he whispers in your ear as he helps you ride out your high.
when you finally come down, he's ready to get you right back there. tapping your hips slightly indicating he wants you to lift your hips. you do so, allowing him to tug his jeans and boxers down just enough to reveal his throbbing dick. thick, red, and beading with precum.
you bite your lip at the sight almost forgetting how big he was.
"gonna be so good f'me yeah?" you nod as he begins to lower you down onto him.
"words baby, i wanna hear you." he holds you still, just enough above him, his tip prodding at your drooling entrance.
"yes daddy, mhm, yeah, always baby." you squirm, trying to lower yourself onto his length.
"fuckkk... can't say shit like that bug... not when you want me to last" he takes a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut as he tries not to cum on the spot from your words alone.
"need you daddy, please." you roll your hips in another attempt to get what you want.
"alright baby... c'mon." he slowly lowers you down until you're fully sheathing him.
the stretch of him is a delicious burning sensation. you take a deep breath as you adjust to his size.
after a few seconds, you start to roll your hips against him slowly letting him know you're ready and adjusted.
his hands grip your hips as he fucks up into you, each thrust causing him to become increasingly desperate for his release.
"mm chris... ahh- so big... i can't—" you moan out, your forehead falling onto his shoulder.
"shhh... yes you can baby... doin' so well... takin' me so well..." his grip on your hips tightening as he guides you up and down.
"can't- can't chris." you whimper out softly, tears brimming in your eyes.
"you can baby... look at me, bug..." your head lifts from his shoulder to look at him as requested.
"there's my girl... you're so pretty like this." he whispers against your lips before claiming you in an overwhelming kiss.
the kiss is quick to turn sloppy, his mouth devouring yours, his tongue plunging between your lips. you gasp into his mouth when he hits a particularly deep spot inside of you.
you're completely fucked out at this point, your body turning completely to mush.
a few more thrusts and his dick twitches inside of you, the warmth of his hot, sticky cum filling your insides as your release follows shortly after.
neither of you move for a few moments. just breathing into each other, letting the realization of what just happened slowly creep in. chris is the first to open his mouth.
"can't believe we just did that... dirty dirty girl" he shakes his head with a soft laugh.
"chrisssss shut uppppp! this is all your fault!" you groan as you ease yourself off of him, fixing your clothes.
"mm didn't sound like my fault when you were beggin' for me to fuck you. all 'please daddy, need you daddy!'" his smirk growing as he tucks himself back into his jeans, standing up from the bench of the booth.
"oh my god shut up!" you shove at his chest before reaching down to grab your photo strips.
"you can have this one, ruined it anyway." you shove the strip into his chest with a huff.
his hand catches your wrist before you can step out of the booth. "nah... i made it better, look at ya... so pretty when you're all worked up."
"you are ridiculous." you pull away from him, stepping out of the booth as he swats at your ass.
your eyes roll instinctively before he murmurs out, "y'bein' pretty sassy for someone who's got my kids drippin' outta ya."
"christopher!" you swat at his chest to shut him up.
"just sayin'... think you should be more appreciative." he shrugs before his hand finds the small of your back leading you towards the car. "c'mon... let's get y'home before you find another bench you wanna use."
"oh my gooodddd! i hate you." you huff as you lean into him, words completely contradictory of your actions.
"nah. y'love me bug. s'why you're so good f'me." he squeezes your waist as you continue towards the car.
this time you're too tired to fight back at his comment, just relishing in the aftershock of everything that just happened.
ryss yaps: not proofread because well i just can't bring myself to reread smut😭 i hope you all enjoy! this concept has been sitting in the drafts since chris posted that photobooth strip. comment here or on this post to be added to the taglist! please specify which taglist you'd like to be added to in your comment! as always, any and all interaction is greatly appreciated!!
all dividers by: @/cursed-carmine @/honeyluvsw & @/chrisssiren🩷
hey hey ! so im wondering what app / website you use to make the instagram posts !?
hi!!! i’m assuming you’re talking about the ig stories! i made the picture/post using adobe express bc it’s free for most features! and then i uploaded it into another website! both linked below!!
ryss yaps: happy happy birthdayyyyyy to the triplets!! heres a little peak into what bug's story would look like today! enjoy!!! comment here or on this post to be added to the taglist! please specify which taglist you'd like to be added to in your comment!
all dividers by: @/cursed-carmine & @/chrisssiren🩷
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