Manthony ✨

All I Want

~ALL I WANT~

⚠️TW: ⚠️Smut - If you do not like smut, don't read! Thank you and enjoy! :)

ATTENTION: This is FANFICTION and none of this is CONFIRMED. No hate to ANY of the Chase Atlantic members or their girlfriends, please! Enjoy <3

"I ain't picky, bitch, I want it all," - Chase Atlantic (ALEYUH)

~Mitchel~

I've been having so many dreams about Christian lately. Dreams where he teases me, where he fucks me, where he fucks me in front of other people, where I fuck him, after losing my shit. I lay in bed and finally give up on sleep and pull my boxers down, kicking them away, somewhere into the abyss of my bedsheets. I get some lube and put a little on my fingers, pressing two inside of me. I move them around in all of the motions that are pleasurable, moaning softly as I think of him. Eventually I have three fingers inside of me, I groan softly and keep going. His body clouds my mind like a drug. I touch my dick and after a while of the knot growing within me, my body is on fire and I'm screaming his name, my breathing a scattered mess. I come all over my bedsheets and moan out my high. He comes running into the room,

"Mitchel?" He asks, coming over worriedly,

"I'm fine, I'm fine," I breathe, and he pulls the covers back and sees that I've been touching myself,

"I thought you screamed my name because you needed help," he says and I try to catch my breath,

"No," I say, and he looks at me,

"Do you want me to fuck you?" He asks and I nod my head vigorously. He gets on top of me and takes his clothes off, straddling my hips. He kisses me once he's naked, our skin touching just the way I've been wanting. He kisses me until I'm hard again and he is as well. The way he presses into me feels like heaven, it's so smooth and swift and it makes me desire him more. Lust is a strange thing to experience. I can't get enough of him. I always want, need more. I can't tell if I love him or if I lust after him but the way the sex feels right now, it's both. He picks up the pace and once the bed starts shaking, I let my heels press into the sheets and I grab his forearms,

"Christian," I moan, and he keeps going harder and harder until I'm unloading myself onto his skin. I groan and watch him as he keeps going. His muscles are tense, and he's got one knee pressed to the mattress, the other leg supporting his weight. I wonder why I finish first the majority of the time. Probably because I'm usually overstimulated when he's inside of me. His face is covered in pleasurable expressions, and he looks into my eyes. I can tell it feels good, but I want to dirty talk to him,

"Come on, baby," I play with his hair,

"Mitchel," he groans, and I keep talking as he pushes into me,

"Just imagine, after this you can shove your pretty cock down my throat," I say and he starts to shake,

"Fuck," he moans, and I can't stop now,

"I'll suck your dick as hard as you want," I tell him, "I'll let you slam me against the wall and whip me," I can't stop spilling out what I want and what I'll let him do, what I want to do to him, "I want you to tie me down, I want to fuck you in a chair," I realize that his thrusts are sloppy now and soon enough he releases inside of me. He pulls out and doesn't waste a second, putting me in his mouth and hollowing out his cheeks, doing me just the way he knows feels good. In no time I'm coming again and as I groan, he pulls away and kisses me, not giving me any time to catch my breath. I don't care that I'm tasting myself and him at the same time. I just kiss him back. I have no clue how long we kiss; all I know is I don't want to stop.