AMP Oneshots * REQUESTED*

Chris

*When they lack common sense*

" Baby, she ain't mean that stuff she said."

You couldn't believe him.

Chris has been your plus one for almost 11 months. Going from just being friends to it blossoming into a relationship.

Chris has been very reluctant on you meeting his mother in the beginning, as she could be a bit overbearing and judgmental. It was common for alot of moms to be like that with their sons.

But unfortunately, she didnt spare you the idea. Every chance she got, she talked down on you, said he was better with his ex.

And the worst part about all of that....Chris didn't even defend you.

That's one thing you didn't like about Chris. He never defended you against her.

" That's my mama, I can't just talk to her any kind of way. You know she gonna kill me."

Maybe that was true, but just sitting there not doing anything was what was dumb to you about him.

" How do you expect me to be with you if you don't protect me." You said, putting down the plate of food right after you got in the home.

" She's my mama, bae."

" Wow.  Cause she's your mom. You know what, if I knew what I knew now about you we wouldn't even be together."

Chris cocked his head back, not understanding what you meant by that but had some clue of it.

" What you trynna say? That you don't want to be with me?"

" Exactly what it sounds like Chris! This is my fifth time seeing your mama and she hasn't been nice to me when all I ever did was be respectful. And you sit there and let me take that abuse."

Tears brimmed your eyes.

Chris looked like one sorry nigga. He didn't even know why he was so stagnant when it came to his mama. All the reasons why he moved out of her home younger than most.

If he couldnt stand his mother treating him crazy, why did he allow his mother to do it to you?

" Please don't cry." His body shift more over to you but you moved, not wanting any affection.

" You can leave."

" You don't want me here?" His question sounded pitiful. He really didn't want to leave.

" No. I need some time to think about...all of this."

Chris wasn't leaving.

He was very persistent and hated when he had to leave because he upset you. He loved you and wanted the relationship to work.

His mother was up in age, she needed to understand that this was a different generation than hers and that alot of people don't just give respect anymore just because they were older.

" Baby, what do I need to do to show you I love you and I'm sorry?"

" I definitely don't want you to go against your mama, but-

You grabbed his phone holding it out to him. He looked at you, afraid that his mama was going to snap. All because he simply wanted to protect you.

But when he looked at you, he saw what he could have in the future if he do this. A good woman, who stands by him and always had his back.

You watched him take a few steps put the kitchen, but he was close enough for you to hear him.

" What you mean you don't have to respect her that's my girl, ma?" Chris said, Alitalia taken aback by his mother's unnecessary dislike for his woman.

You rolled your eyes putting your food in the fridge, already losing your appetite.

" You know what mama, I love you but...you can't keep disrespecting every girl that I'm with."

" That girl doesn't love you the way I do!" You heard her through his phone she was so loud.

" I know you love me. You gave birth to me." He said, trying his best to be gentle with her. " But...you know how I feel about y/n. She ain't never treat me bad. And I think it's time for you to let me live and learn. If I didn't think y/n was good for me she wouldn't be with me."

It went back and forth.

From his mother screaming in his ear, with him telling her his grievances about her behavior, and than, ultimately she hung up the phone on him.

You felt bad. Because you knew his mama was his world and maybe you overstepped but, she needed to hear it.

" I don't want to come between you and your mama."

He shook his head, rubbing his hand down his face.

" Naw, she just gotta get over it. I wouldn't blame you if you wanted to leave me. I tried."

You half smiled and wrapped your arms around him and kissed his lips.

" I'm proud of you for taking those first steps. Stay respectful, but set boundaries with people next time." You kissed his lips again.

His hands grabbed your ass squeezing it  and holding you closer by your waist.

" I can warm up your food for you if you're hungry."

The way his hands were moving and how he looked down at you, you could tell your weren't going to be eating.

" I think imma eat some else."

" Chris stop! You know I still have attitude right now-

" And my job is to take care of that problem."

He pulled down your pants, in the middle of the kitchen. Leaving you in a black thong and your fitted v neck tshirt.

He picked you up and put you on the counter where he kissed your upper body and than put you on your back.

He wanted to go lower, kissing you down and leaving hickey's and wet spots on your body.

You moaned at his wet fleshy tongue lapping at your lady parts, not stopping until he tasted your warm cream dripping out of you.

He knew exactly how to make it up to you. He could do that all day and wouldn't even ask for anything in return.

You were important to him and he wanted you to know that.

But penetration was a must for you at this point.

He slammed into your wetness, you balancing yourself onto of the counter while he had your legs on his shoulders giving you everything he had.

" Fuck!" He grunted.

" I feel you throbbing." You moaned, head thrown back and eyes closed.

He squeezed your ass once he felt the first round was already over.

His eyes opened up, seeing you half satisfied.

" What? That first round is always fast stop acting brand new." He informed.

" Well, what about me?"

Chris just smiled, putting back on his jeans.

" If my mama don't kill me first, than I'll see about it." He said walking away, leaving you with a wet ass.

" CHRIS!"