⚠︎all acts done with consent!! ,smut, oral (f recieving), risky, lowk quiet, dirty talk/talking you thru it, creaming in pants⚠︎
♡ and rb please!! (not forcing!!)
one minute you and chris were watching a horror movie, the next, you were lay on your back on his bed.
"ffuck ma, all this f'me?" chris raspily says as his head is inbetween your thighs. your wet. dripping wet to be exact.
you open your mouth to reply but all that comes out is a needy whimper. you need him.
chris smirks, that fucking smirk. he knows that he's got you right where he wants you. lay on his bed, pussy glistening in front of him.
he licks a stripe up your slit with no warning and you buck your hips up to cause that needed friction.
"mm mm, patience princess." he looks up at you from his position and almost creams his pants. the way your mouth is open in a perfect 'o' shape, the slight brush on your cheeks. it's perfect to him.
he doesn't waste anymore time and sucks on your puffy clit, you let out a loud yelp and chris' free hand comes up to cover your mouth. "shh, don't want m'brothers hearin' do ya?"
your eyes roll to the back of your head. his other free hand dragging his two long fingers across your folds, collecting your arousal, as his mouth doesn't stop on your clit.
without warning, he pushes his fingers into your hole, which sucks him in, like a welcoming.
he groans at the feeling "god, suckin' me in so good" the vibrations of his voice sent shivers down your spine. going directly to your throbbing pussy.
his fingers curl up, hitting the spot that makes you see stars, that coil in your stomach begins to form, your cunt clenching around chris' fingers. your moans not so quiet anymore.
chris doesn't seem to care about how loud your being anymore, trying to chase your high as much as you are.
"you got this baby, cum all over my fuckin' fingers."
that sends you over the edge, your legs quivering as your orgasm comes over you like a tidal wave. eyes rolling into the back of your head, vision blurring, pussy spasming around chris' fingers as he doesn't falter, he rides you through your high.
once your body goes limp, afterglows of your orgasm still slightly hitting you. you mumble "you need help?"
chris chuckles "i- you looked too hot.. no- ive already..."
"you've creamed in your pants.?" you say in disbelief, you can't of looked that hot, i mean you were a moaning mess.
"don't even make me think about it, ill get fuckin' hard again, let's jus' get you cleaned up, yeah?"
𝒋𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒆! : thank you so so much for reading, i know this isn't good it was rushed and i lowkey haven't wrote smut in a while. have an amazing day love!
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