[Chris Crabtree x Reader (!!WARNING SPICY 18+!!)]

part 4 ~ when cinderchrisella ran away from the (base)BALL

(just a little reminder you are currently pinned to a wall by sexy man chris crabtree)

gasping sounds emerge from your bladder. you gasp. your cheeks blush red as if violent red and crimson deep red murder in the perfect snow which is now red.  "mister  crabtree sir, what  did you say just then?

(flashback)———> "woman, you make me big mad! your tits made me lose the game!" he moans again in pure anger. you feel fear. suddenly, you feel your frail frame being pushed up against the wall.  his orbs moan at yours.  "and my mind"
(end of flashback)<———————

now that you have remembered, you are back to reality. chris's face is mere feet from yours. you can feel his baseball breath again on your cherry cheeks, plum chin and banana nose (imagine the banana is very small) his veins pulse in rhythm with your heart. you feel love. no. you cant. you know you could never be with him. this forbidden baseball boy love is forbidden. but still. you ache. the temptations emanating off of crabtree are oh so strong. his face approaches, tip towing sneakily right at yours. your previous doubts dissipate like your uncle from mysterious causes at a young age.

"c-chris, are you sure this is alright?"

"shut up woman."

he grunts again strongly as he steps closer. you try to escape, but your lustful feelings stop you (so does the wall behind you). you give in. your lips extend from your face, longing to meet his (wordplay). this is it. this must be what life is. every choice you made, every test you failed, every tree you hugged, every pie you ate, and of course, ever scooter you rode, all led up to this moment.

true love. true crabtree. your eyes close shut and you brace yourself for the impact.

almost....... his smell...... his lips..... the world.........

BEEP BEEPITY BIP

chris gasps. he pulls away right when he was about to give you a smooch. he fumbles in his pocket, revealing a phone with an alarm for 12:00 (midnight). he turns pale. he starts muttering and mumbling and stuttering and stumbles back.

"woman, it is is midnight. it is time. i must be off !"

"WAIT CHRISSS!' STOP PLEASE I-"

you stop yourself. you blink, and the next thing you know he is sprinting down the street. away from
you. you fall to the ground and sob violently. the night is dark as night. a firefly glitters softly through the air. your eye catches it, and traces it in a little trail through the sky. It flutters all around your head and you giggle. The firefly is so nice and pretty. Suddenly it starts flying towards the ground. Your eyes continue to follow with the little fire fly as it lands on the ground. you stop looking at it because you are bored. But next to it, on the ground, you notice something. Your tiny feet raise and you crawl over towards the unknown object. you Hold it in your hands, and it glistens like the moon.

"a- a baseball?"

No, you realize, a crystal baseball.