Sturniolo smut

Gotta save every last drop.

(I rewrote rhis so pls yall bare with me here)

y/ns tongue poked out from between her lips in focus as she poured soup into a container, very carefully and slowly.

chris put away a container in the fridge and shut it, then looked at her. he glanced down her body. checking her out before walking next to her and wrapping his arms around her waist from behind.

y/n relaxed into her boyfriends touch, lightly leaning her back into his chest. but keeping her attention on not spilling any of the soup.

he placed a kiss on her temple before whispering into her hair "what're you doing?"

she furrowed her eyebrows in focus and muttered back a small "putting the food away, gotta save every last drop."

chris' cheeks turned a light pink, he chuckled and smirked into her hair. "alright." he kissed her temple one last time before removing his arms from her waist and walking to his room. leaving y/n in her focus and unaware of how apparently dirty her previous sentence to chris was.

time skip.

y/n opened chris' bedroom door and was immediately greeted with a very needy chris.

he pushed her into the door, as he pressed his body into hers and his lips onto hers. his hands roamed her body, starting at her neck, then traveling down her shoulders, sides and landing at her hips.

no one needed to know, and no one did know, but y/n always, always got wet from either experiencing or even thinking about chris acting like this with her.

y/ns eyes widened and a small gasp left her mouth, giving chris the opportunity to stick his tongue into her mouth.

their tongues almost immediately fought for dominance, which— chris, obviously, won.

chris pulled away, just far enough to break the kiss but close enough for their lips to graze one another. "are you okay? with- with this?" he asked, they've had sex multiple times in the past, its just always better to ask instead of going for it.

chris always asks for consent, and thats one thing y/n absolutely adores about him. she loves how he doesn't just go for it without asking, he asks and thats one thing shes so very grateful for.

"yes, im okay." she breathed, lust overtaking her "are you okay?" she exhaled. chris nodded his head and connected their lips again, immediately returning back to the steamy makeout they had earlier.

chris' hands grabbed onto the hem of y/ns shirt and lightly tugged, silently saying he wants it off.

y/n obliged and broke the kiss before throwing her shirt off and across the room. chris immediately dove for her breasts, touching everywhere he possibly could without her bra getting in the way, consisting of the top of her breasts and only the top.

he huffed at the restriction and moved his hands so they were no longer touching her breasts, but instead at her back and fiddling with the clip.

after a few moments and few failures of getting the bra undone, he finally unclipped it and took it off y/ns body. finally, finally giving him the view he wanted.

y/n hissed at the cold air hitting her bare breasts, her nipples hardening and begging to be touched of some sort.

chris looked at her eyes for a moment, and y/n looked into his aswell. lust filling both of their eyes. chris then looked down at her chest and muttered "you're so beautiful.."

y/n immediately felt her cheeks heat up and butterflies erupt in her stomach.

chris wasted no time and immediately attached his mouth to her left nipple, lightly tugging it while his hand found her right nipple and pinched, squeezed and massaged.