Leather - Chris Motionless x Reader
A/N: Got inspired by this tik tok: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTMCYUEHY/
As well as some inspiration from the lovely @ciginatree so I whipped this up for you lovelies ✨
Warnings: smut, hair pulling, piv, leather kink, glove kink, praise kink
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“That’s it, that’s my good little bat.” Chris coos, his voice coming out almost breathlessly as you sucked on his gloved fingers.
Chris had just gotten off stage just minutes before, purposefully riling you up during the whole set knowing you would be watching from the wings.
He knew exactly what made you fold; whether it was the rasp in his voice with the way he’d pronounce the words in his songs or the way his hips would grind into the microphone stand during ‘Synthetic Love’, he knew you’d be a needy little mess for him by the time he was off that stage.
Paired with the fact he was trying something new tonight; leather pants and gloves, that man looked like true perfection.
His hands were already one of your favorite features. With the gloves now? Fuck, you never knew leather could make those hands look ten times sexier. The pants were perfectly tight in the right places, and did nothing to hide the bulge he’d had for you while on stage. Making out with you right before the set got his adrenaline pumping, and that just might’ve been the drive to make him extra feral.
You wasted no time attacking his lips with yours once you were able to be alone in the green room. Clothes were off in seconds, and now, here you were, on your knees for him, dripping for him with that glossed look in your pretty eyes that he adored so much.
You moan around his fingers, sucking the leather of the glove and getting it all nice and wet for him.
“So wet, and I’ve barely touched you little bat,” He coos, pulling his fingers out slowly, a plopping sound escaping as his fingers leave your pouty lips. “Been needing me all night long, haven’t you, pretty baby?”
You nod frantically as he chuckles lowly, trailing the back of his other gloved hand against your face. He tilts his head, studying you with a certain fondness.
“Mm, I’ve teased you long enough tonight, haven’t I, pretty bat?” He whispers, gently grabbing your chin and smirking when you whimper with need. “Alright sweet girl, I’ll give you what you need, but you have to be good and keep quiet, don’t want the guys hearing us yeah?”
“Yes Sir, please….please just fuck me, I’ll be so good.” You plead, your voice full of need.
And that’s all he needs to hear.
Within seconds, Chris has you up against the wall with your legs wrapped around his waist, thrusting into you quick and rough, but slow enough to savor the way you clench around his throbbing cock.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.” He grunts, his hair still damp with sweat from performing. Some of it sticks to his face while other strands move with him as he thrusts into you.
You let out the prettiest whimpers and ragged breaths as he fucks you, doing your best to keep the noise at a minimum. You pull at his hair and it earns a moan from Chris.
Chris dips his head down to kiss down your neck, nipping and sucking at your soft skin. “So perfect, you were made for me, pretty bat, *fuck*.” His voice is ragged and you can tell he’s close. He thrusts harder, movements desperate and fast.
“S-sir, m’close…p-please.” You whimper, eyes screwing shut.
“Mmn, not gonna last much longer baby.” He groans, gloved fingers moving down to circle your clit. You muffle a cry into his shoulder and pull harder at his damp locks.
“Chris- Chris fuck!” You moan as you come undone around him, soaking him. It isn’t much longer until he releases inside you as well, a breathy, almost feral sounding groan rumbling from his chest as his thrusts start to slow.
“Christ…” He pants after a few moments before lifting his head to lean his forehead against yours. “That was so hot.” His voice is still breathy and god is it heavenly.
“Yeah…fuck, it was.” You say, just as breathless. “You should wear leather more often.”
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