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𝕭𝖚𝖋𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖔 66 : One Shot

𝕻𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖍𝖊𝖉

Mafiaboss!Chris x Ballerina!Fiona

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Requested! This is not apart of the current mini series for them and takes place before those events.

After a situation where Fiona breaks one of Chris’s sacred rules. Chris has no choice but to punish Fiona for her actions.

CW: SMUT! spanking, very rough sex, overstim, degrading, power imbalance, (I think that’s it lmk if I missed anything)

“Alright sweetheart my meeting just ended, what was it you wanted to do again?” Chris subconsciously said thinking Fiona was waiting in their bedroom for him.

Earlier that day Fiona and Chris had discussed how the day was gonna go. He told her she needed to stay in their room for a little while since some of his colleagues were coming over for a meeting.

Chris assumed she’d still be in there since she usually didn’t leave til he came back. But to his surprise she was nowhere in the bedroom, or the garden, or the dance studio, or anywhere on the property.

Chris was beginning to get very irritated with this. He’s expressed many times to her that she has to tell him where she’s going. Yet they always get into situations like this and Chris was over it.

Chris whipped out his phone and called Fiona. The phone rang and rang until he got that annoying message when someone wouldn’t pick up the phone. Chris ticked his tongue as his eyes grew darker. He called her again and again, still straight to voicemail.

He groaned, he knew there was only one more place she could be and his blood ran hot thinking about it.

Recently Fiona discovered a pathway into the woods in the backyard. Chris told her to stay out of it for many different reasons. For starters she could get seriously injured or lost out there and Chris wouldn’t have any knowledge since the woods are pretty far away from the house. So when Fiona asked to explore it one evening Chris gave her a straight “no” and that was the end of discussion.

Now Chris has set off to find Fiona in these woods he had forbidden her from going in. “Fiona!” He yelled out not in a soft manner though, in a “you're in big trouble” manner. He kept yelling her name as he stomped passed tree after tree.

Finally he spotted the black haired, delicate figure of his partner. “Fiona” he said sternly, Fiona whipped her head around as fear ran through her veins. “You disobeyed me once again in more way than one.” he lectured

Fiona swallowed a lump in her throat before replying. She thought going out there while Chris was in a meeting would do no harm, she’d be back by the time the meeting ended anyway. But as she walked further and further into the woods she started to lose track of where she was.

“I know, I’m sorry I just got so lost and I-”

Chris cut her off, “stop making excuses! I told you not to go in here and instead of listening to me you snuck out here while I was in a meeting!” He shouted a little louder than usual.

“I’m sorry baby, I shouldn’t have done it.” She honestly stated.

Chris hissed, not buying her worthless apologies. “What has gotten into you lately, you've been breaking all my rules without even changing your ways.”

“I know, I promise-” Fiona was once again cut off,

“Lecturing isn’t good enough anymore, maybe I need to show you what happens when you disobey me one to many times.” Fiona cocked her head to the side, she was used to Chris’s mild punishments. Yelling at her, taking away something she cherished like,

“No ballet for a week,”

“No music for 2 weeks,”

“No going out for a month,”

But now, Chris was getting at something else. Something darker, maybe even sinister, Fiona tried to argue but before she could even finish her phrase Chris threw her over his shoulder and began to walk back to the estate.

“Baby what are you doing,” Fiona squirmed in his arms forcing Chris to tighten his grip. “I’m gonna teach you a lesson on why you shouldn’t disobey me.”

Fiona whined the whole way to the bedroom. She tried convincing Chris that she’d behave without needing whatever ‘lesson’ Chris was planning but he wasn’t having it.

Once they entered the bedroom Chris threw Fiona onto the bed. He sat down on the edge of his lap. Fiona took the gesture to perch herself up onto his lap. But once she sat down Chris snaked his hands to her waist and flipped her around so her ass was in the air and her face was facing the ground.

Chris hiked Fiona’s dress up to her hips, “these can come off,” he muttered as he swiftly pulled Fiona’s panties down.

Then suddenly Chris raised his hand and forcefully smacked Fiona’s ass. The impact made Fiona jolt, the pain made her gasp but she quickly shut up once Chris began to speak again. “I want you to count each one,” Chris sharply said.

Chris smacked her ass again harder this time, turning it red afterward. “One,” tears prickled down Fiona's face.

After a little while the pain became unbearable for Fiona. The blood started to rush to her head and her sobs became louder as the numbers she counted for higher. At 14 her voice choked up, “keep counting sweetheart,” Chris barked. She mumbled the numbers through her cries.

Chris kept his regular rhythm with each hit, not one bit of empathy in the strokes. But Fiona would be lying if she said she wasn’t getting wet by the second. Even though her sobs told Chris to stop, the wet spot in between her legs said otherwise and Chris could tell.

He noticed it the moment her juices began to leak onto his pants. “Are you seriously getting turned on from being spanked?” He scolded, Fiona whined in response. “God you like this don’t you?” He said as he ran his fingers through her folds.

He abruptly picked her up and tossed her back onto the bed, face down into the pillows. “Fuck…your gonna kill me one day with this type of shit.” He groaned, unbuttoning his shirt as he kneeled over her shaky body.

“You won’t be needing this on anymore.” He said as he peeled off her dress. He undid and pulled down his pants and boxers to reveal his painfully hard erection.

Fiona’s red eyes widened, she’s had sex with Chris before numerous times so she knew how big he was. But every time she sees it fully out her stomach begins to flutter with nervousness.

Chris leaned down to whisper in Fiona’s ear, “don’t think you're getting off the hook just because I’m giving you what you want.” Then suddenly he thrusted into Fiona with no warning.

He began to set a violently fast pace before Fiona could even adjust. Fiona reached her arms out to wrap them around Chris’s neck but Chris quickly caught them with a torturously tight grip. He pushed them back above her head and held them together with his one veiny hand.

“No touching,” he groaned

His rough thrusts were agonizingly good, more tears fell from Fiona’s eyes. Her moans ripped through the air louder than ever.

Chris’s pace picked up even faster as he listened to Fiona’s moans, more eager to finish. He started to use his free hand to rub circles around her clit. Fiona’s eyes rolled to the back of her head from overstimulation.

“F-fuck C-Chris too much,” she stuttered, but Chris ignored her cries and aggressively flipped her around so her face was shoved into the pillows. “I don’t need any more commentary from you.”

Fiona’s walls clenched around Chris’s dick, she could feel the knot in her stomach building. She was close and Chris could tell, “you gonna cum baby?” Fiona's muffled moans told him everything.

With that the knot in her stomach bursted, the euphoric wave of pleasure washed over Fiona as she rode out the high. Fiona’s walls milked Chris’s dick and not too long after he was filling her gummy walls with his hot load.

After a few seconds of recovery he laid himself next to Fiona, beads of sweat still dripping down his face. He looked over at Fiona’s fragile body, still a little shaky from the events that just happened.

His eyes focused on her extremely red ass, “that’s gonna be sore tomorrow.” He joked, gently rubbing her ass with his hand. Fiona shooed his hand off her, still sensitive from the spanking’s.

“Don’t worry love, you took the punishment very well so I’ve decided to forgive you for your disobedience earlier. ” he said as he tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. Fiona lazily grinned in response, so not quite ready yet to give full sentences.

Chris then got up from his spot on the bed and swiftly put back on his clothes. “I’m gonna go pour myself a glass of whiskey, would you like me to get you anything.”

“Ice pack,” Fiona mumbled into the pillow

Chris chuckled, leaning down to kiss Fiona on the cheek. “Of course sweetheart” he muttered before lightly patting her bottom and strutting out of the room.

Before Chris even came back Fiona fell fast asleep, exhausted from everything that just happened.

When Chris did come back he carefully placed his whiskey on his nightstand and set the ice pack on Fiona’s red bottom.

“God I needa spank you more often,”

Written by: nessabarrettlover101 DO NOT COPY

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[sturnlsstuff]

TEXTS WITH SKATER!CHRIS • part 2two

pairing: skater!chris x popular!reader

!! other parts here

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[angeliolo]

#2 | pushin it down and prayin | m.s

matt's pov

i don't even remember what time I left the bar. the elevator ride up is a blur, my drunkness causing the room to spin.

by the time i open the apartment doors and stumble into bed, im sobered up enough that everything doesn't feel farther away than it should.

but im still drunk enough to have my phone in my hand before i even realize what i'm doing.

instagram.

i tell myself im just doom scrolling. im not

im looking for her. y/n.

it's no surprise though. typing her username into the search bar and staring at her profile has become a part of my nightly routine.

i do the same motions of scrolling through the posts i've already seens, the ones i took, the ones where she's deleted the pictures of us.

i finally finish going through her highlights and get to the part where i go through her tags.

i see the usual. her friends. her parties. the random pictures that she was probably too drunk to remember. she's always too fucking drunk.

one post in particular catches my eye. shes smiling. like realllyyy smiling.

and a guy is standing beside her. taylor hudson.

maybe its from all the vodka i drank but my stomach begins to twists.

i stare at the picture longer than i should. of course she's with fucking taylor johnson. the type of guy she swore she would never go for. the type who plays every girl ever.

i go to his profile. she's in his highlights a lot. wait—was she something special to him?

i go back to her profile. another tagged post.

different night. different people. but that same stupid fucking feeling in my chest.

she's moving on

...or at least she's trying to make it look like she is.

i mutter to myself. "yeah, okay"

i lock my phone and try to go to bed.

i can't even let myself settle into bed before reaching over and unlocking it again.

pathetic.

i should leave her alone. i've told myself that enough times.

instead, i open my camera roll. the bar. our bar.

i find a picture this girl took next to me. i wasn't interested in her but i was too drunk to fight back.

i post it on my story. the background being the floors of the same place we've gone together more times than i can count.

i know exactly what i'm doing. and she'll see it. she always sees it.

i put my phone down and lean back against my pillow, pretending I don't care.

a minute passes. then another. i check.

nothing.

I check again. still nothing.

"come on," I mumble.

then finally—

seen by her.

my chest tightens. i smile despite myself.

there she is. i knew she'd look.

i should stop there and go to bed. i check the time. 3:36 am.

instead, I open her profile again. and that's when I notice something I hadn't before.

she's been tagged in another picture. i tap it.

the caption is nothing special, but my eyes immediately go to the date.

tonight. so... she was out too.

with him? again? are you fucking kidding me.

i sit forward. suddenly I'm not drunk enough anymore.

I'm annoyed. like actually annoyed and im not even sure at what.

was it at her? at myself?

i think it's mostly myself.

i can spend weeks pretending I don't care about her. and i don't. i have several girls in my dms. one's who practically throw themselves at me. ones where the sex is so good. but none of them compare to her.

so i cant help it but lose my mind the second i think someone else might have her attention.

i open our messages. don't do it.

the last conversation is still sitting there. months of half-finished conversations.

arguments. apologies. things neither of us ever said properly.

my thumb hovers over the keyboard.

i type: hey

delete it. too casual.

i type: you up?

delete. too horny.

i stare at the screen for another few seconds. then i finally type the only thing that feels right: long time no see.

i hit send before I can change my mind. delivered.

what the fuck did i just do.

i toss my phone next to myself. i lean back and let out a grown.

whatever. who cares if she answers? the story meant nothing. it was for myself. not her.

and that message? nothing.

i try to convince myself that i'm not sitting in my apartment at almost four in the morning, still drunk, scrolling through every bit of her i could find, just to pretend she's still in my life.

i often tell myself a lot of things. none of them are true.

twenty minutes go by and still no reponse. i wouldn't even be suprised if she blocked my ass by know.

but as i close my eyes im interrupted by a ping and my phone lighting up.

one new message: not long enough.

its her.

booooom second chapter :)))

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TEXTS WITH SKATER!CHRIS • part 2one

pairing: skater!chris x popular!reader

!! other parts here

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[nessabarrettlover101]

#feelingangsty.. whats the last argument fiona and chris got into?

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Chris had told Fiona earlier that day he’d be back by dinner. It was now 2:23 am Chris was still not back and Fiona was still up. She tried to go to bed, but her mind wandered to the most dark and twisted thoughts she could imagine on where Chris was.

So now she was in the kitchen pouring herself another glass of red wine. She didn’t drink often, mainly because Chris was never really fond of her drinking. But he wasn’t here right now so she decided that would be the best solution for her worries.

Abruptly she heard the front door swing open and be slammed closed. Footsteps stomped throughout the house til the man Fiona had been worrying about all night was standing in front of her. Bloody to say the least, he had a pretty gnarly wound on his shoulder and chest.

“Why are you up still?” That’s all the words he uttered, no sorry, no explanation, no nothing. Fiona didn’t answer right away just stared at him.

He stomped closer to Fiona, “Why aren’t you in bed…and why are you drinking alcohol, I told you I don’t like when you drink this stuff.” He grabbed the bottle from the counter and put it back in the cabinet.

Fiona ignored him again, “Why weren’t you home for dinner like you said you would?” Fiona said sternly, the alcohol in her system making her more tense than usual.

Chris huffed, glaring at her as he leaned on the counter behind him. “Go to bed Fiona,”

Fiona didn’t move making Chris more irritated and digging herself into a deeper whole. “I won’t ask again Fiona,”

“Why won’t you answer my question? Where were you? Why are you so hurt?”

Chris rolled his eyes, pushing himself off the counter to get his Med kit in the cupboard. “Something’s are best left unsaid sweetheart,” Chris muttered as he pulled out all the essential tools to fix himself up.

Fiona didn’t like that answer, “answer my question Chris!” She shouted and Chris finally snapped. He whipped his head towards her, “Do not! Raise your voice at me!”

Fiona flinched, startled by his harsh words. She’s heard him yell on multiple occasions. Either at his colleagues, men, or even at her, but still she always gets taken aback by it.

“Now go to bed, we’ll discuss this behavior tomorrow.”

Fiona pouted, she wanted to argue, tell him no, give him a tab bit more of grief for the worries he put her through. But instead she obeyed, leaving him behind in the kitchen.

She silently tucked herself into bed and stared at the ceiling for what felt like ages. When she heard Chris coming she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She heard him mumbled fuck under his breath before getting into bed with her. Then the last thing she remembers hearing is him whispering.

“Goodnight my love, I’m sorry for being late.”

Written by: nessabarrettlover101 DON’T COPY

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𝕭𝖚𝖋𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖔 66:

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖊𝖉𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌

𝕭𝖚𝖋𝖋𝖆𝖑𝖔 66 𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

Synopsis: it’s been 2 years since Chris and Fiona crossed paths. Now Chris has finally decided to take their relationship to the next level with a beautiful diamond ring. They will face big and small problems left and right leading up to the big day. Follow them along to see if they push through the tough situations, decisions, and fights they are faced with or if they let it swallow them whole.

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Mini series: Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6 coming soon!

This series is apart of the Buffalo 66 AU (linked at the top) please read the previous series that is set earlier on the timeline before diving into this series!

CWs will be provided at the top of each chapter. Please read with caution this series will have some heavy themes of toxic relationships, power imbalance, manipulation/controling, use of weapons, etc.

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[angeliolo]

introducing…. ex boyfriend! matt

19. youtuber. triplet. malcolm todd. loves autumn. deep conversations. words of affirmation. nighttime drives. physical touch. silver jewelry. always thinking about exgf. broke her heart. listening to music. shared playlists. minimum cologne. best paired with ex girlfriend! reader.

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