Manthony ✨

Him

~HIM~

⚠️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~

He clenches around my sex and I can feel my orgasm draw closer the tighter he gets, the faster I stroke into his silky, warm ass. Fuck, he feels so good. I want to last longer but the urge, the need, the desire to cum is overwhelming,

"I'm gonna cum," I breathe against his neck and he wraps his legs around my hips, pulling me further into him like he does when he wants me to cum inside of him. Little does he know that when he does it, I get so turned on, I just bust right then and there. And I do now, moaning as I ride out my high, helping him reach his. His face when he cums is peaceful, covered in pleasure and just arousing as fuck. I kiss him as I move my hips but when I open my eyes, he's gone and I'm sitting up in bed, sweating and hard as fuck. I run a hand through my loose hair and place my palms on the bed, breathing,

"Baby," I hear him whisper and I turn and he crawls over, wrapping an arm around me, placing his other hand over my racing heart, "You okay?" He seems worried so I nod,

"Yeah, just a...good dream," I say and he raises an eyebrow in the dark,

"Sex dream?" He asks and I nod, watching his hand rest in between my legs,

"Do you want me to help?" He asks and fuck I really want him to,

"Yes," I choke out and he has me lay down. He slides my boxers down, the fabric brushing my erection, making me bite my lip. He tosses my underwear somewhere and grabs my dick, stroking. The feeling is immaculate and the way he's working my cock is going to have me releasing in no time. I close my eyes and his fingers brush my tip with every stroke down. Soon enough I'm moaning and he leans down, grabbing my hips and taking me into his mouth, sucking until I cum,

"Christian?" I ask and he looks up, wiping his mouth, "Come here," I say and he does, crawling over to me,

"I love you," I whisper and he whispers the same back. We go to clean off and when we come back, I lay on his chest and play with his hair,

"I love you," I say again and he kisses me, the feeling in my chest growing and burning so beautifully. I love him and that's all I need. Him.