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ꗃ ⋆ ࣪ . offer he could refuse » smut

warning; hehe very soft dom chris, cockwarming, uhhh grinding, y'all are both tired lmao, you get the jist

coffee breath - sofia mills
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why chris couldn't just come to bed was beyond you. as you thought about it, you came up with so many beneficial reasons of not just sleeping, but with you.

sadly, you weren't just tired. a good night sleep wasn't all you craved.

but right now, your priority was getting chris out of his work chair and into the luxury of your shared bed. he had promised he'd be done in thirty minutes, but since he hadn't lived up to that, you were taking matters into your own hands.

as you made you way down the stairs in only a huge t-shirt and underwear, you tried not to make too much noise. chris must've sensed you, because his headphones were down and his chair was out of its slot once you got to his work room.

"chris," you whined.

"i thought you would've been asleep by now," he tried explaining in a soft tone. "you seemed super tired."

you silenced him by walking towards him groggily as he pushed his chair back in. he once again began clicking away at his mouse, all the while you came up behind his chair. the light of the computer screen made him look glamorous considering it was hitting his sleep deprived, midnight face.

opting to plant a soft kiss onto his head, then another one to his cheek, he hummed in appreciation. the problem began once they trailed from his jaw, then to his neck, and completely avoiding his lips.

"oh? what's this?" hell was he tired, but somehow these small intimate gestures woke him up just right. "honey, what do you want from me?" he giggled.

"anything, at this point," you said back. your voice held lightness, with a slight undertone of neediness.

"is that so?" once you nod eagerly, against his neck, he continues. "then are you willing to try something?"

you could only nod at him, mind too clouded with tiredness and lust. whatever he had planned, you didn't give yourself much of a choice but to trust him.

he turned his seat to you and motioned for you to get on his lap, which you happily obliged. as you straddle him, you can feel him growing harder by the moment. you could already get an idea of where this was going.

you both tried to fight the urge to grind into the other, but as soon as he felt you clench through your underwear, there was no going back.

he started to lightly grind you onto his lap, while he also tried to balance his arms which were around your waist, and his hands that were on his keyboard. even though your head was sunk onto his shoulder, he still could only see you in his vision.

you got the memo almost immediately and began to make small movements. this was all to get him fully hard, but even that didn't take long.

chris pulled him hands away from his keyboard, and you could've whimpered at the feeling on his fingers locked around your underwear. "is this okay?" you calmly nodded, though you felt anything but calm. he allowed you to sit up a bit to pull down your undergarments. "would you mind doing the same for me, baby?"

of course, you tried to maintain a seemingly mild demeanor as you slid his shorts along with his boxers down. chris could see right through you, though. he knew just how desperate you were to feel his skin against yours despite how tired both of you were.

he instantly pulls you back into his chest after both of your undergarments were off. you didn't want to waste time, but you also wanted to get back at him for making you wait.

instead of following along with his nonverbal instructions to sit on his dick, you made yourself comfortable at the top of his thighs. you had to hold back a giggle at his confused expression. the urge to have his lips on yours took over, and who were you to deny such a lust?

your lips fit perfectly with his as they moved along one another. rather than licking his lips, you lightly bit down on his bottom lip, causing him to gasp. you took this as your opening to nudge your tongue into his mouth, enjoying the groan he let out when both of yours molded together.

slow, languid motions of your mouths and hips, just enough to tease him. you were purposely not grinding on his thighs in lieu of his dick.

unfortunately for you, chris was far too needy for that type of tormenting. instead of letting you do what you want, he gathered your hips in his hands before slowly lifting you up. now he was the one appreciating the little gasp that left your throat as he slowly pushed you down onto his cock. the way he stretched you out every time made your head spin. the only word you'd describe it as was intoxicating.

"now baby, don't move, alright?" chris checks in with you and you nod into his shoulder. he lets out a long sigh as he resumes his previous arm position under yours. after a pressing a kiss to your neck, he continues with the work in front of him. "we'll stay like this until i'm done."

while the wanting to move was there, it slowly died down as you began to relax in his hold. now, you were both getting what you wanted.

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a/n: it's 3am... i'm exhausted HAHA- anyways, 2nd oneshot of this book.

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