Manthony ✨

Sexy

~SEXY~

⚠️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

~Mitchel~

I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around my waist. I put some deodorant on and open then door, heading out into the bedroom only to see Christian laying on the bed on his stomach, chin in his hands, moving his legs around,

"What?" I laugh and he rolls over,

"Come here," he says and then, "Sexy," he whispers and I drop my towel on the floor. His eyes drop to my waist and I grin,

"Uh uh, look at my eyes, baby," I say, coming closer and I'm crawling up his body, pushing him down and sliding my hands under his t-shirt,

"Mmm, your skins soft," I say and lightly pull the fabric over his head. I get to his pants and he watches me slowly unbutton and unzip them,

"You know, I was thinking of trying a striptease for you," I say and I feel his dick push against the zipper I'm pulling down,

"That's hot as shit," he whispers and I kiss him. His warm hands slide over my bare back and he's kicking his pants off, letting my lips trail his jawline and rest on his neck. I suck on the skin until I leave a hickey and move lower to his collarbone. As I work my mouth to leave a mark he moans softly and his hands keep running over my back,

"Christian," I mumble against his skin and he tugs lightly on my hair,

"I love it when you give me hickeys," he breathes and I nip lightly at the place I was sucking and move to a different spot, enjoying his soft noises. I leave pretty marks on his neck before I slip down his body and kiss and suck at his thighs. His fingers don't hesitate to play with my hair and I smile as I kiss those amazing thighs. I move back up and flick my tongue over his nipples until I suck on each, making small moans come out of his mouth until I kiss him again and he's begging me to fuck him,

"Mitchel, please," he says and his voice is deliciously coated in desire. I pour some lube on my fingers and spread his legs, pushing one in at a time. He lays back and let's me feel him. I push another finger in and start to scissor him open. His moans are so soft and his ragged breathing is so arousing. I push a third finger in and that's when his hands roam over the sheets and he grabs lightly onto them. The way he fucking responds to the pleasure has pre-cum dripping from my tip,

"More," he whispers and I groan lightly and pull my fingers out before pouring some lube onto my dick. I put one of his legs over my shoulder and grip his hip,

"You ready?" I ask, watching him adjust a bit,

"Yeah," he says and before I can push in he speaks again,

"That's hot," he breathes and I look in his eyes,

"What is?" I ask and he uses a hand to gesture towards me,

"This," he says and I laugh, "The fucking position you have me in," he continues and I push in,

"The fact that you feel so good is hot," I say, pushing farther and finally being able to kiss him real quick before I start moving. I think I'm addicted to having sex with him. He's so hot and he's everything I want. I speed up and he starts to moan louder. I angle myself to hit that spot and he climaxes onto his chest and I finish within him with a deep moan,

"Fuck," I whisper as I pull out and he lays there a minute and I bend over a bit and drag my tongue through his liquids on his chest and he watches. I pull away and lick my lips,

"You taste good," I conclude for the millionth time and he groans. I think I know what I'm doing to him. And I think he knows what he does to me. And I'm glad that we both know it's never going to change.