“Bye, [name], Chad!” Max yells from the doorway and you’re the only one that bothers to wave at him from the couch. Chad is too concentrated on the TV to actually give a fuck. Max frowns at that, displeased; so he has to get this revenge somehow. “Don’t fucking destroy the house while you’re fucking, ya horny bastards!” And with that he shuts the door, leaving the two of you in a rather awkward silence.
At least in your case.
You blush at his words, Max knowing very well that you had a crush on his best friend. ‘He didn’t have to say it like this!’ you panicked, glancing at Chad and hoping to God that he didn’t hear anything. You’re relieved when you see that he was still watching the TV screen without seeming to be disturbed. You let out a sigh, sort of disappointed—after all, you couldn’t live with these feelings anymore. It was distracting and you just wanted to tell Chad what you were feeling because you were so close to him and UGH, it was frustrating. Why couldn’t it be easy? Really now…
‘I like you, Chad.’
‘I like you too, [name]…’ Then kiss and then bam! More than that. You shook your head, distracted, obviously thinking about doing more naughty stuff with the chubby male. You couldn’t help yourself, he was too…
You liked him with a passion. But no matter what you did, you just couldn’t say it.
“What did that cunt say?” suddenly Chad asks and you jump, startled. You look at him, feeling your cheeks reddening—you didn’t want to explain, but at the same time, you wanted to get it over with.
What could you answer?
“Umm, Max was just drunk, doesn’t really matt—“
“He said something about us fucking, didn’t he?” Chad was straight to the point, despite not even looking in your direction. He seemed nonchalant, but he was serious. He sounded, anyway. Even his position was tense…And you had no words to respond with. Your mind was blank, no answer for this. You were unsure of what to do… “[name]?” he calls your name and you shudder by the tone of it. You just realized that the TV was turned off now and he was actually looking at you, examining you. Chad’s eyes pierce through your soul, scanning you. He seems as if he was reading your mind; and you don’t seem to mind anymore. “Are you thinking of fucking me?”
It takes you aback but something about him, about his look, about his expression, is hypnotizing and you’re sucked right in. You opened your mouth and closed it again. You had no idea what this meant, but…
You nod. And that one little gesture you thought he wouldn’t notice brings a smirk to his face. He shifted his position, got closer to you, making you shiver. You back away from him, but you were at the end of the couch and you couldn’t run away. He was looming over you, ‘menacing’. Filled with lust.
“I see…” he says cockily. “You want my hot body, huh?”
“Chad…!” you protest, embarrassed, looking away.
“Don’t look away,” he whispers, grabbing your chin and forcing you to look at him. You gulp, scared, but thrilled at the same time. What was going to happen now? It seemed too late to go back… “Do you like me?”
His question doesn’t necessarily take you by surprise, but it still made your heart skip a beat. You should’ve expected this. Maybe you were obvious? Maybe he knew all along?
“[name]?” he gets even closer to you, breathing above your lips. It distracts you, but his gaze doesn’t let you dilly-dally too long. He squeezes your cheeks, impatiently. “Tell me, cause I like you too.”
“Oh!” you sigh, a happy smile coming onto your lips. You giggled, but he growls a little bit, not acting as shy as you would imagine. He seemed bold and confident, like he was expecting this. It popped into your head the idea that maybe this has all been planned beforehand. It seemed odd to you that Max and the rest would leave so early after boasting to all that the party at Chad’s house is going to be a bomb. He really was excited about it. But he left after not even three hours, pretending he was sick. Well, Max was drunk, but…He knew you were going to stay at Chad some more, even after everyone left. You were Chad’s childhood friend and only lately did you realize that you wanted more out of him than friendship.
Seems like Chad had the same idea…So it wasn’t a far-fetched idea to imagine that Max and Chad planned all of this, knowing your secret attraction to one another.
Involuntarily, at the thought of you and Chad being alone in his house, heat started pooling into your crotch. Naughty ideas crossed your head, of what Chad could do to you now that you were alone. And judging by the way he smirked at you, the chubby friend of yours read your mind.
“You’re getting straight to the point, aren’t you?” he whispered seductively, but at the same time demanding and dominant. “You’re craving for me, huh?”
His words made you blush but at the same time, it did not intimidated you. There was no going back—no, no, no. So you gulped, bit your lower lip and batted your eyelashes in his direction. “And you didn’t?”
“I did. So don’t held me responsible for doing this.”
“Do what?”
He simply answers by grabbing your waist. You were smaller than him and he was stronger so he easily flips you over. You find yourself resting over the couch armrest, ass in the air. Chad doesn’t hesitate to take off your shorts and your panties along, exposing you to the air. You were already wet enough and he lets out an amused chuckle at that. You glance backwards at him, hiding your blush and breathing heavily in anticipation as he quickly released his boner. His chubby dick bounced in the air, teasingly—you eyed it hungrily. But he seemed to want to tease you more by rubbing his tip at your entrance. You mewled, moving your hips but he stopped your actions by slapping your ass, making you jump up and gasp.
“Cha—“ that was all he needed to. He grabbed you by the waist with one arm then with the other he locked his arm around your neck. You arched your back to meet him as he used the motion to thrust into you. You gasped a bit strangled as he was holding you close to his body. You could feel his belly pressed onto your back, his dick burrowed deeply inside of you. “Ch-Chad…” you moaned as he began moving his hips, slowly at first.
He chuckled in your ear, kissing your neck and then, as if a switch flipped inside of him, he started moving faster. He was thrusting into you deeply and rhythmically, using all the force he needed. He was hitting all the sweet spots with minimum movement and it was driving you insane. “Faster…” you couldn’t help but moan and he complied, going at a speed you didn’t think the male was capable of. His belly and balls slapped against your butt and skin, making a wet sound as he fucked you. It was music to your ears and the way he was grunting so ‘disgustingly’ turned you on even more. The choke-hold he had you in was perfect, and the rough way he sometimes bit your neck to contain his moans was making you see stars in front of your eyes.
You couldn’t even moan his name because it was too pleasurable. Drool started to dribble down your chin as you tried to control your shattered screams. Chad’s teeth sank into your skin some more and at some point, he even grabbed your hair and pulled it, making you hiss.
“You like this, don’t you?” his voice came struggled, but he still managed to say it.
“Ah~” you smiled at him, staring into his eyes. “I like the way your belly smacks against my skin…” you said absent-mindedly, in the heat of the moment. Chad’s eyes widened a bit and then his expression changed. He grimaced and you felt very clearly how he came into you. He grunted louder, nuzzling your neck as he came violently. The feeling of him swelling inside of you after all that effort set you off—and you came right after him, your whole body shuddering. You called his name and then you limbs gave in. He almost fell on top of you but he fell to the side as to not crush you. You were both panting hard, especially you since you tried to catch your breath back. You felt your shoulders aching; but there was nothing you could do about hickeys. Sex with Chad felt incredible, even if you could’ve experimented more. But you sort of felt sore…
You had no idea he was more into rough stuff, but you certainly didn’t mind. You smile as you felt his arms gently wrapped around your waist—you were almost sure that he somehow left bruises on you. But you didn’t mind.
Not at all.
“So what now?” you managed to ask after a few seconds of silence. Chad wasn’t saying anything so you hoped he didn’t go to sleep so early…
“Now we take a nap,” you heard him respond lowly.
You almost giggled “I meant, what are we…? Exactly…”
“We’re together, of course. I don’t fuck for fun. At least, not with you.” He pulled you even closer at that, kissing your bruises softly. “You okay with that?”
“More than ok!” and with that promise, you close your eyes.
So I do plan on posting an ian x chad’s sister reader part 2 but in the meantime I feel like Chad doesn’t get enough love soo..
submitted by @panicnowandrun
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I slammed my door behind me after parking my car outside the front of Max’s childhood home. We (Chad, George, Ian, Max and I) were spending the week at the Stanley household and I was loving it. The sleeping situation was a little screwed up and I knew Chad didn’t exactly like that I was sandwiched between him and George, but me and George were only friends and nothing more. Chad usually wasn’t bothered by me being cuddly with our friends, but I knew he had let some comments on a recent video get to his head and he was going through a bad spell of insecurity so I was trying to tone it down as much as possible.
One of the upsides of staying here, however, was how close the house was to a small local beach. I had grown up near one and I’ve always loved going swimming and walking along the beach at night or early in the morning. When Chad had given me a heads up that they would be preparing to film something big today, I went to the beach to stay out of their way.
I hadn’t bothered putting my cover up on, as I really felt like I looked good in my new bikini. I was never a very confident person, but I spent so much time promoting Chad’s body positivity that he had begun to do the same for me in return. He made it seem like I put every Victoria’s Secret Angel to shame. I would blush and giggle but it did actually help me begin to accept myself a little more. Hence why I didn’t really feel the need to cover up.
I made my way towards the front door until I heard voices coming from the garage on the other side of the house. I followed the path until I found the boys, standing around applying cottonballs to my semi-nude boyfriend. I almost immediately was out of breath from laughing so hard. They all turned and I couldn’t help but double over with laughter at the look on Chad’s face. The boys laughed with me, but I had to lean slightly against the wall as I was catching my breath. Chad rolled his eyes, but had a small smile on his face.
When I stopped laughing I made my way over to Chad and began inspecting the cottonballs. I noticed a can of varnish on the ground near by and I gasped. “You didn’t put varnish on your skin did you?!” I asked, frantic, as I noticed the cottonballs were sticking to his body hair. That’s gonna hurt later.
“No its just glue, babe,” Chad mumbled, slightly embarrassed at the way I snapped into my ‘mom voice’. The boys laughed at the scared look on my face and I laughed a little too, until I noticed that Chad didn’t look very happy.
He wasn’t looking at me, his eyes were shifting back and forth from Max to Ian. When I looked to them as well, I noticed they were looking at me but we were not making eye contact in the slightest. They were both eyeing the tiny bikini that Chad had picked out a few weeks ago. I immediately regretted not putting on my cover up, but they’ve seen me in a bathing suit before so they had to have had some idea of what I looked like, right? I smiled when Max met my eyes and looked away with a small blush.
Ian, however, was taking his sweet time dragging his eyes up and down my frame. George nudged Ian slightly with his shoulder when he noticed how it was upsetting Chad and making me uncomfortable. The boys went back to applying the cottonballs, but Chad’s mood had changed and I felt bad, knowing I had been the cause. While Max, Ian and George went back to one of their cars to get some other supplies, I grabbed Chad’s hand and pulled him into the house.
He weakly protested, but followed me anyways as I pushed him into Max’s childhood bedroom. He stepped over the mattresses on the ground and sat on the edge of Max’s bed. He looked up at me with a blank expression, but I could tell that he was still bothered. Before I could ask what was wrong he spoke, quickly and quietly. “Why are you with me?” I felt my heart break a little at his defeated tone. I took his hands in mine and I sat on his cotton clad lap. I had to make room for his tummy, and Chad definitely took notice. He looked down, but I cupped his hands and made him meet my eyes.
“I love you, that’s why. I don’t want an Ian or a Max or a George. I want my Chad Roberts,” I said honestly as I put my forehead against his.
He sighed a little and blinked slowly. “But they could treat you better?” He offered weakly. “They could buy you more stuff, they’re more attractive-”
I cut him off with a kiss. His hands gently found my waist as he tugged me closer to him. “No. They can’t give me what I want. Incase you weren’t listening before, I’ll say it again. I want Chad Roberts. No one else,” I said seriously. “Don’t doubt yourself, Chad. I love you more than anything in the world. Don’t forget that.” I kissed him again and he kissed back.
“I’d fuck you if I weren’t covered in cotton balls,” He said against my lips. I squealed and wrapped my legs around his waist, accidently taking some cottonballs off. We kissed slowly for a few minutes before I pulled myself off of his lap. “I really do love the way you look in that bikini.” Chad said, eyeing me up and down. I smacked him on the arm as he smirked at me. “I will beat the shit out of that boney cunt if he stares at you any more.”
