standing ovulation for you sir.

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standing ovulation for you sir.
A space camp for girls, named for the late 'Star Trek' actress Nichelle Nichols, is launching in January 2026. Friends of the actress speak
This seems like a lovely idea, and a great additional way to carry on Nichols' impressive legacy.
★ 𝑴𝒀 𝑩𝑰𝑻𝑪𝑯 𝑮𝑶𝑻 𝑺𝑷𝑨𝑪𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑴𝑷 𝑶𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑳𝑰𝑷𝑺
~ this blurb contains: smut, p in v, awkward/funny moments
dom!chris? x shy!reader from this request
all dividers by @vxnitra
The hotel room is dim, with just one dull lamp to light the room and the city view from the penthouse room. You'd missed him so much while he was away on tour, eventually caving in to go and meet him before the tour ended.
All that can be heard throughout the room is the slapping and squishing of bodies moving together.Specifically yours and Chris'. The room is filled with hot, sweaty air as he fucks you dumb. You were thrown onto the bed as soon as he saw you, decorated in that pink lacy set just for him.
Outside, the muffled noises of traffic could be heard, but it was nothing in comparison to the throbbing, loud praises and pleads that could be heard inside your room. “d-dont stop!” You would squeal, with your legs wrapped around the back of Chris.
“God I missed y' so fuckin' much ma” he'd scoff, pumping into you. Watching your pretty face for reactions. Your eyebrows crinkled up and eyes tightly shut when you felt the knot in your stomach begin to un-do.
He leans down onto you, bringing his lips to yours to kiss you. It's long and passionate, full of desire and heat... until he realises. He can taste the sweet cherry flavour of space camp on your lips. Usually, this would please him, an enjoyable flavour to taste, but today it was leading him to other thoughts.
“Eugh ew..” he whispers to himself.
“W-what?” You whimper, scared you'd done something wrong.
“No! Not you.. It's just that you're wearing space camp, and it made me think of Nick, and that grossed me out.” he confesses.
“it'll be fine, just shift my focus.” he says, putting a hand onto your face and brushing your hair off of your face.
“How about I be on top?” you suggest shyly,
“Really? uh sure.” he says
You crawl onto him, positioning your legs at either side of him like you're riding a horse. You're not sure of how to do this but you begin, rocking back and forth with his length inside of you.
“Mhhm- good.” he whines,
You gain confidence quick, rocking your hips back and forth on him, as he sings soft grunts with his roaming hands circling your hips and thighs.
Suddenly, as it seems he's about to reach his high, he stops, “Shit sorry. I'm still thinkin' bout Nick cus of that space camp.”
“Ugh. I'm never wearing space camp again.” you roll your eyes, falling into bed next to him.
A/n : okayyy I'm getting back into the feel of writing.. still open to requests too!!
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chris is so supportive of nick i love them so much
“MOVE ON”
Chris finally decides to try get over his ex
Warnings: Mentions of Y/N, fluff I guess, reader being a small fashion/makeup influencer, slightly shy!reader, mentions of drinking, kinda a cliffhanger
A/N: I have not wrote in a while, I’ve been focused on writing my book and not fanfics, so this may be quite shit.
A/N2: Part 2 has been posted, it is at the top of my page:)
It had been 2 months.
2 whole months since Chris’s ex had broken up with him.
And he was still moping around, barely leaving the house, and annoying his brothers, and they’d had enough.
Chris looked out the car window with a confused look, currently dressed in some basic jeans and a white shirt with a hoodie around his waist. Matt had told him, “Dress casual, we’re going out to eat,” but when the car pulled up in front of a lively house, with music blasting so loud you could hear it down the street, Chris realised he’d been tricked.
“when you’re close to me.”
AUSUHHHGGHHG I LOVE THEM
loooorddd they make me as ill as a Victorian child