note: oki so this was requested by @KaylaWyom and im gonna up and say this is gonna be the first time ive written smut? like yeah ive thought smut and ive roleplayed smut (busciplier is good ok) but ive never actually written it? also it's almost 4am where i am so im sorry if it kinda sucks ahaha;;
"Chris, why did you call me?" The slightest of grins formed on your face as you placed a hand on your hip. You stared at the show-host with half-lidded eyes. "Did you just want to see my body?"
Chris simply stared at you, and after a second a grin wormed its way to his face. "Yes, actually." His eyes raked up and down your body, as he slowly stepped closer to you.
"Ah, uhm! Y-you're joking, right?" Yeah, he was definitely joking, wasn't he? Now that he was actually moving towards you, your joking attitude slipped away, being replaced with a panicky/flustered one.
"Not at all." He grabbed your hips and pulled you flush against his body, his lips immediately claiming your's. You simply tensed up- was this insane show host actually doing this?
It had to be a dream, right? There was no way Chris would be doing it- and there was definitely no way in Hell that you would actually be okay with that!
But you still went with it.
You moved your lips with Chris', you wrapped your arms around his neck, and- soon enough- you found yourself in his bed, his shirt somewhere else and your's being removed.
"Chris, do you even know what you're doing?" Okay, so even during these times, you still managed to tease your long-time crush.
Note taken.
"Of course I do!" Though he seemed extremely embarrassed at the question.
You rolled your eyes and reached behind you, easily unclipping your bra. "Boys. Gotta love 'em."
Chris huffed lightly before claiming your lips again, his tongue roaming around the inside of your mouth while his hands kneeded at your breasts.
Since he's teasing me, you thought, as he pinched ar your nipples, let's return the favour, yeah?
You ground your hips upwards, feeling his erection through his pants. A groan came from Chris' mouth, and he sent you a glare with his coal-like eyes.
You only smirked into the kiss, though a moan slipped through your lips as he bucked his hips into your crotchular area. (if any of you actually get that reference please tell me so i can love you)
"Just at that? Really?" Chris teased as he moved his mouth to your neck.
"Shut up- at least I know how to unhook a bra."
Chris rolled his eyes and ignored the comment as he stripped you of your bottom wear (be it jeans, khakis, or a skirt- also panties). He gently stroked your lips, and a shaky sigh slipped through your mouth.
"Just- just hurry up already, alright? If you don't go any faster, I'll have to get myself off-"
Chris cut you off with another kiss as he undid his slacks. "Be quiet, will you? I'm taking my time to admire something other than myself- you should feel privileged."
"Shut up you sack of- Jesus fuck!" You bit Chris' shoulder, and you thought that you tasted blood after a second or so.
It served him right, though- who the hell just shoves it in without warning?
"Ow, _____. I didn't know you were into that stuff."
The only response you gave was tightening your jaw.
"Alright, alright, I'm sorry. If you wouldn't be such a jerk, though-"
"You're the jerk here!" You hissed, turning your head away from him (after having un-bit him, of course).
"_____-"
"Just start moving, you hear?"
Chris sighed and nuzzled you, not even paying attention to his bleeding- definitely bleeding- shoulder as he slowly started moving his hips in a back-and-forth motion.
"I'm sorry," he muttered, panting lightly.
"Same, sort of. I didn't mean to make you bleed." You moaned lightly, before gently kissing Chris. "But you deserved the pain."
"I know," was the light groan that came in return.
It wasn't long after that when you two both reached your climaxes- and, of course, since he nor you wanted to bear the responsibility of being a parent, he pulled out beforehand.
After that, you two cuddled up with each other and fell asleep.
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"Chef, I'm scared."
"Why's that, Sam?"
"Chris got laid."
Chef shivered lightly.
"I understand, kid. I understand."
also another note im tired af and i have camp next week so i really need to get to sleeping right and playing my flute
also would you guys be chill with me changing my icon to just me? i mean you guys might not be able to handle my adorable-
but yeah ahaha im glad that this collection is so popular<3 when i actually reach the hundredth chapter, im gonna start a new one. okay? okay.
