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Messy Thoughts

~MESSY THOUGHTS~

⚠️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

"The weed is loud," - Chase Atlantic (NUMB TO THE FEELING)

Another short one, guys!

~Mitchel~

I'm eating him out on the bathroom floor. He's groaning and pulling my hair and I'm high as hell, the smell of cigarettes drowning us. Eventually I pull away once he's done and he pulls his pants back up, looking at the door,

"What?" I ask and he turns back to me,

"Nothing," he replies and I bring out another cigarette and light it, taking some into my lungs and blowing out the smoke, watching it disappear in the bathroom light. He steals it from me and takes a drag himself, blowing it in my face, making my eyes burn,

"Take your pants off," he says and he's so hot I can't help but do so. He hands me the cigarette and I take another drag before putting it out in the sink. I don't care. He pushes me over the counter and turns the sink on, getting his fingers wet before he presses two into me. I'm messy from the smoking but now that he's fucking me, I'm brainless. I feel his fingers move around, rub my prostate and he keeps going. I realize now that I'm not going to get his dick, so I just try to enjoy the fingers he's giving me. I groan as he starts to rub my prostate continuously and I rock back against his hand, trying to get more,

"Let me do it," he grabs my hip and keeps going until he pulls his fingers out and I turn my head to see him drop to his knees. I flatten my chest against the counter, palms pressing tightly to the table as he licks at me. After a while, his tongue dips inside of me and I let out a moan as he swirls it around and makes noises. I rock back into his face until he pulls away again, only to shove his fingers into me once more,

"Fuck," I breathe and he keeps going, my prostate is throbbing. My eyes start to water and he goes in slow circles, driving me crazy,

"Christian," I moan, feeling the knot in my stomach snap as I release onto the floor. He turns me around and groans when he looks at me,

"Huh?" I ask and he just answers me with a kiss on the lips. I let his tongue slide in my mouth and we're making out until we need air. It's too stuffy in here from the smoke and the smell of sex, so we clean up our mess and go.