These photos explain who I am LITERALLY

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These photos explain who I am LITERALLY
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matt cannot hold it together when you scratch his back during sex
he chain hung low, cold metal pressing against your forehead once or twice as he drove into you. you held your breath, unsure of what else to do in the heat of the moment.
you felt so full. like there wasn’t an atom of space left between your coated walls and his dick.
with each stroke, the room began to spin a little faster, you could feel each edge and corner of your pussy being filled, slowly but definitely.
and Matt showed no signs of slowing down, his tongue wetting over his bottom lip in concentration, brows knitted tight.
“fuck… Matt…” you heaved, digging your nails into his back, leaving angry red lines every time her pulled back, only to be inside of you again just a second later.
on the other hand, Matt was struggling. when you left your mark all over him, he went feral. Matt’s shoulders flexed under the tension.
he groaned, shoving his head into your neck. his pulse hammered erratically against your skin, lips caught on your jaw. he was desperate and losing his mind.
and you were the reason.
“don’t stop. please,” he whined, “m’gonna—cum….” the last audible phrase to leave his mouth, raspy and breathless, before he fell apart inside of you.
and tomorrow he’d be covered in the consequences. the proof.
it rhymes with doorgasm. happy reading !! also creds to @theosbae for the idea. go read + interact with her original post.
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giving bsf!chris a bubble bath after a nasty hockey match
error—tw: descriptions of injuries
“careful, you’re spillin’ that shit everywhere.” you chuckled, leaning back against the wall and admiring him.
his messy, wet hair that clung to the cut and bruised skin of his neck. the way his lips remained slightly parted, body engulfed by the white foam piled on the surface of the bath water.
he hummed, reaching out a drenched arm in your direction, whiny voice urging you to come closer. “come here, please.” you hesitated, you told yourself you were doing this as a friend. nothing else.
he’d caught some pretty nasty blows on the pitch an hour ago. Chris was always the first to defend a teammate during games. he was team captain.
you knew the exact moment he’d lost it, watching one of his players hit the ground hard after being hit in the ankle with a hockey stick. fury burned behind his eyes as he made his way over, shaking with adrenaline. you remembered it so clearly.
a hiss emerged from the other end of the room. “y/n please, it hurts. don’t make me beg.”
with a sigh, you stood up, slowly moving closer to Chris and hovering above him. swishing some of the foam to the side revealed the dark red line cutting clean across his torso.
dipping them into the water, feeling the heat slowly creep up your fingers, you pressed a hand to the irritated skin beneath the cut. Chris’ head fell back, biting his lip tight to suppress a pained whimper.
“dude messed you up bad, huh?” you teased, dragging a stray thumb down his ab muscles, caressing the boy’s soft, pale skin. Chris nodded, opening his eyes to find yours already staring back at him.
the two of you stayed like that for a prolonged moment. basking in the comfort each other’s gaze. you could tell Chris’ mind was drifting off when his sung grin became more prominent.
“what are you thinking about?”
“you. wet—” his hand climbed its way up your arm, other one reaching around your hip as he began to tug you down. “—with all your clothes on.”
“no. no—chris.” you were to weak to resist, before you knew it, you were laying on top of him, shorts soaked all the way through, white tank top glued to your skin, revealing everything that was happening underneath.
his plush pinks planted wet kisses all over your chest, humming with pleasure. you were worried your body weight was pressing down on his injuries. “Chris I don’t wanna hurt you—”
“no this is better.”
“you sure?”
“wan’ me to prove it?”
𐔌 file.an — comment a tongue emoji if you want part 2 ! thank you for all the love so far. and thank you to awake 2007 for inspiring this blurb. clay beresford >>> anakin skywalker (kill me)
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literally none of the songs on Finn Wolfhards ST playlist make sense outside the context of byler 😭 gonna crash out
Angst in my pants
chris looks insane genuinely wtf
keep going [ brothers best friend!chris x f!reader ]
chris walks in on you touching yourself but doesn’t leave instead he watched
cw: (f)masturbation, slightly perverted chris, swearing, lowkey idk any other warnings but this is 18+ read with caution
once you got home from work you went straight to your bed closing the door over behind you. you had been horny all day for no reason whatsoever and the aching between your legs seemed to never go away. you went straight to chris’s instagram. though he was your brothers best friend you had always found him super attractive but had never done anything as to not ruin their friendship. chris was sort of weird around you. not like he really liked you but kinda like he was teasing that he liked you. you opened his instagram and scrolled straight to a picture of him at a party on the beach in just his swim shorts holding a beer in his veiny hand. something about his wet skin glimmering under the flash of the phone and his smile so perfect made your pussy throb like crazy. you discarded your pants and started sliding your fingers up and down your thighs. your body twitched. you couldn’t help yourself from staring at the slight bludge in chris’s shorts. you slid your fingers onto your clit starting to circle it. “fuck” you breathed out eyes rolling back. you switched to another photo of chris is grey sweatpants. you could practically see his dick which made you so wet. you got out your quietest vibrator knowing you brother was home and starting rubbing it on your clit. you bit your lip trying to stifle a moan as your fingers slid to your soaking cunt. you teased the entrance slightly before sinking a finger in. your body jolted and you let out a quiet moan. you could feel yourself getting close from staring at that picture. suddenly you heard your door creak and you froze. chris walked in. he stared back looking you up and down until he noticed his picture on your phone. “fuck, what are you doing.” you said trying to hide yourself. “hey it’s okay.” chris said walking over to you. he sat down on your bed and you tried to turn your phone off but it was too late cause chris already saw. “was that me?” he asked even though he already knew. “w-what are you doing.” you said ignoring the question. “don’t worry about me, keep going.” he said. you looked at him confused so he repeated himself. “keep going baby, i’m just watching.” you squeezed your thighs together hearing him call you baby and you kept going like he said. you put the vibrator back on your clit and moaned. “chri-“ you almost said his name. he stroked your hair. “it’s okay baby, your doing amazing.” you shoved your finger back into your cunt moaning again. he traced his finger over your bottom lip watching your eyes roll back every time your finger hit the perfect spot. “your doing so good.” chris smirked watching how your body moved. you looked up at him then down to his pants where you noticed he was hard. you had turned him on and that alone almost made you come. “you close?” he asked tracing hearts on your cheek. you nodded frantically legs twitching. “you can do it.” he said watching your stomach convulse as the band snapped. you let out a loud sigh as you felt your orgasm wash over you. chris watched the way your body reacted biting his lip. once you had returned from your high you looked up at chris. “you shouldn’t be watching me, your my brothers best friend.” chris just grabbed your jaw and said. “he doesn’t need to know. this can be our little secret.” you nodded as you watched chris leave the room as if he didn’t just watch you have the best orgasm of your life. “what the fuck just happened?” you whispered to yourself.
ivy’s note — dayum this was freaky! hope you guys liked it though. wasn’t proofread so pls ingnore any mistakes 😭😭 also this was my second ever smut! how fun ☺️
lmk if you want more brothers bsf chris 😛
Making up
Warnings:Fluff, crying, mentions of being left, kissing, use of Ma, Mamas, Baby, reader thinking Chris likes another woman
A/n: I’m gonna try to make this longer I’m sorry in advance if it isn’t I’m very sleep deprived it’s not even funny.
Y/n pov Your body went cold as you saw what one of Chris friends posted. Chris was standing there with his arm around another girl you stared at the phone holding back tears. Suddenly you get a text from Chris.
Chrissy🫶-
Hey mamas I’ll be home soon alright then we can watch our show ok?
Ma why aren’t you answering me?
Y/n-
I’m baking Chris I can’t talk.
Lies you weren’t baking you were forcing yourself not to cry over a photo Oliver posted
You place your phone down on the counter as you lean against it sinking to the ground crying into your knees. You stay there for 20 minutes when you check your phone “10 new messages from Chrissy” you ignore them knowing it’s not worth it.
To get your mind off of him you watch Vampire Diaries to help but it doesn’t help you Elena and Damon remind you of you and Chris so you switch to watching my little pony your favorite show and luckily that gets your mind off Chris.
Your phone starts buzzing “Incoming call from Chrissy” you decide to answer it. “what Chris I’m trying to watch tv” you say holding back tears again. “Baby why have you been ignoring me all day what did I do?” You hear Oliver and Matt in the back having a conversation. “Because of the photo Oliver posted of you and your friends that girl is to close to you she’s practically on you!” You say hot tears rolling down your cheeks.
“Ma she’s just a friend I promise you that. I’m never gonna leave you for anyone else you know that? I actually love you so much with all my heart I would never hurt you” you try to say something back but you choke on your sob hanging up the phone Chris texts you a little after saying he will be home in 2 hours.
2 hours later
It’s been two hours since you and Chris talked you felt like a bad girlfriend for thinking this stuff you knew you messed up and so did he.
Chris pov
“I messed up big time” Chris was saying to Matt and Oliver. Matt rubs Chris back telling him it’s ok. Oliver suggests that Chris gets her flowers and all the stuff she loves maybe that will cheer her up. “Thats a great idea!” He says jumping up grabbing his keys and runs out of Oliver’s house running to his car starting it and going to the local mall.
Chris finds you everything you love a pretty white bouquet of flowers mixed with roses your favorites. Then he goes to the jelly cat store buying you a specific one you’ve wanted a turtle one the one you’ve wanted for a long time.
Chris then goes to Raisin Canes ordering you food from there knowing it’s your favorite. He grabs a basket from Walmart and sets the basket up with everything neatly the food, flowers, chocolate, skittles, the jellycat, and a pandora bracelet and a couple of charms.
Once he got home
Y/n pov
I heard the door open I knew it was Chris you try to compose yourself as you walk out your shared bedroom seeing the basket, balloons, and Chris sorry face. “Mamas I’m sorry if the instagram post made you feel as if I was cheating and I can promise you I’m not baby I love you and only you.” He says grabbing your chin to meet his gaze that stupid smile and eyes you fell in love with. “Chris that girl made me feel insecure she was more prettier and you looked like you loved her more.” You say holding back the tears again.
“Y/n I love you more I love you so much it hurts me I would never cheat on you.” He grabs your hand “see this ring? Thats the promise ring I gave you to show you I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you.” He says kissing your forehead.
“How do I know that Chris you looked like you loved her more. Do you even love me Chris? Or am I just around because you’re scared to be alone.” You say staring into those stupid blue eyes of his. “No mamas I do love you with everything I have I will prove it to you anyway you want me too.” He says holding you close “If it makes you feel better I will watch my little pony with you and let you tell me all about it” he says giving you that smile you fell in love with when you guys were just 13 years old.
“I’d love that but you also have to let me play with your hair.” You say grabbing the basket he gave you as an apology putting the flowers in a pretty vase you had. “Fine only if I get extra cuddles after” he says turning on the tv putting on my little pony as you guys cuddle together your hands in his hair as you guys eat the food and cuddle you hold the turtle close to you as you moved to his lap cuddling close falling asleep the turtle in hand.
Chris pov
I watched as she fell asleep I quietly turned off the tv picking her up bridal style carrying her to our room trying not to wake her. I lay her down gently covering her with the blanket and turning off the light. Chris quietly pads to the bathroom turning in the shower, after his shower he gets dressed and lays down with her cuddling with her.
In the morning
Chris wakes up first getting dressed then heads to the kitchen making pancakes, bacon, and eggs. Your 9 month old pug trots into the kitchen hearing chris making his food. After Chris is done making breakfast he takes the dog on a short walk then waking you up. Chris learned how to make coffee in the espresso machine just for you. Your dog Xavier lays on the floor next to you as you eat your breakfast and after you are done eating the day is filled with your favorite stuff and in the end your happy you forgave chris.
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