Chase Creed
I wake up, flat on my back, my hands were on top of my head, they were tied up against the headboard of my bed. I turn my head to see Smith not there. "Mmm... Smith" I slightly moan out, my voice is raspy, it was fucking freezing last night, which is why Smith slept with me, the shitty heating monitor broke and temperatures went down.
I hear noises coming from out my door, I suddenly see a silhouette of someone. She stands next to the door frame, she'd worn my hoodie, which was oversized on her, she showed off her bare legs. She looks at me, innocently, and blushes.
"Untie me, right now" I demand, instead she comes and sits on my hips, I stared at her, she couldn't stop blushing, "why?" I ask, looking deeply into her beautiful brown eyes. "You didn't say I love you, I want an apology" she asks, I decided to play with her for a little bit. "Nah, darling, I already told you, I don't do apologies" I smirk at her, she leans down and starts to kiss my chest down.
I don't say a word, just moan out in sensation. She finally stops and looks back at me, "well?" She asks, I shake my head, "nah", she continues to kiss my chest, I could feel the ties loosen, my hands were slowly slipping out. While she was occupied, her eyes were closed, my hands slip out and pull her up by her waist, she gasps in surprise.
"Hi" I say to her. I flip her over so her head is on the pillow, "you've been a very naughty girl" I tell her, shoving my head in the crook of her neck. "How did you- I'm a fucking magician" I tell her cutting her off. I look at her quickly and tie her hands to the headboard. "No, no, no, no, no, Chase, no" she squeals, as I start to kiss her neck.
"I fucking love you" I say to her for the... actually, the second time, clearly she has bad memory and doesn't recall but it's ok, she's my baby. She looks at me in surprise and content, "I love you too" she whispers before I pull my lips to hers. "Can you..." I say trailing off, tracing my fingers on her hips.
"Well you have to untie me first" she says to me.
"Gladly" I reply, untying her.
I flip her over, my hands placed gently on her hips, she thrusts into me gently as I hold her, keeping her steady whilst she rides me. Moans escaped both our mouth, her pelvis pushes into me, I keep my eyes closed and just enjoyed the ride. I thrust into her, as she wasn't being as rough as I'd expect.
We were both coming near the end after 45 minutes of this. I could tell she was tired as fuck. Her pace quickens, up, down, up, down. It felt amazing. Sweat trickles down both our bodies, as our mouths meet, we kiss, hard. Her fingers thread through mine, she continues to push against me. My lips come in line with her ear, "you tired?" I croak out.
Her silence was all the answer I needed, I flip her over, but I don't thrust into her, the amount of fucking extracurricular activities we've done, I think her hips are fucking bruised by now. I dig my head in her neck once more and fall asleep.
I wake up again at around 2 in the afternoon and push myself up, my face lined up with hers. Her head was slightly tilted to the right. I started to kiss her gently all over, every part of her body had been touched by my lips. I hear her slightly moan, I kiss in parts I shouldn't kiss, she starts to moan louder.
I shove my head in her neck and started to thrust into her the hardest I'd ever done. I hadn't fucked her since last night, and I wouldn't even call it a fuck, so I'm extremely horny. She wraps her legs around my waist as I continue to push into her. She starts to moan extremely loud, I look up at her, deep into her eyes.
"Do you want me to stop?" I ask her.
She breathes heavily, "no, harder" she tells me, and so I do.
I push into her hard, just like she requested. I kiss her lower and lower, her legs fall to either side of my body. My tongue rolls over her entire body, she couldn't stop moaning.
My mouth wraps around her breast, slowly sucking it, she continues to moan loudly, her grip tightens on the back of my hair. It doesn't hurt, but I groan out loudly. I hear slight buzzing coming from my joggers which were tossed... somewhere, from last night, when me and Smith ripped clothes off each other.
I slowly climb off, until I feel a small hand wrap around my arm, "can't you answer it later?" She pouts at me, I shake my head, smirking, my arm slides out of her hand and I pick up the phone. It was a text from my mum.
MUM: I've fired Petunia
ME: What the fuck! Why?
MUM: She's too old now
I knew my mum was making up some next level bullshit excuse, so I didn't want to want to leave it. Petunia has been with us since I was 3 fucking years old, there is no fucking way I was gonna let my mum fire her, for no reason.
ME: That's not a good enough reason
MUM: Don't answer back! 🤬
Wow. Seems like Smith wasn't the only one with mummy issues. I turn to see her, waiting, she smiles as I throw my phone on top of a pile of clothes and climb back into bed with her. She climbs on top of me and draws circles on my chest, I smile down at her cuteness.
"Um" I say tilting my head back, "my mum fired Petunia" I tell her, she looks up at me, concerned and a bit upset. "Why?" She asks, "bullshit" I laugh out. She places her head back on to my chest, my fingers tangle through her brown locks, my other hand perfectly fit on her waist.
We stay like that and fall asleep once more, her last words before, she'd fallen asleep were, "I feel safe with you, Chase". That hit hard, I couldn't stop thinking about it.
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Aww, ok this chapter was mainly about their sex lives but still so cute
But why did Chase's mum fire Petunia?
Omg, do y'all think she knows about Chelina?
Cute name, tho, anyone got any other ideas?
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