Manthony ✨

How's That?

~HOW'S THAT?~

⚠️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

~Christian~

After the show last night, Mitchel had pushed me into a public bathroom stall and forced me down on the toilet so he could ride me. He's never been so horny. He had his pants undone in mere seconds and before I could even ask what the hell he was doing, I was inside of him. It was good sex, I won't lie. It always is. I lay in bed, the heat of summer boiling me alive. I lay on my stomach and put a pillow around my head, groaning into the mattress. I'm only in boxers with no blankets and I'm sweating it's so hot out. After a little while longer of dealing with the heat, I get up and turn the fan up higher. I go to the bathroom and hop in the shower after slipping out of my underwear. I let the cold water soak through my hair and slide against my hot skin. I wash up and get out of the shower, drying my body off and getting another pair of boxers on. I leave my hair wet and down so maybe it'll cool me off, especially my neck. I get back in bed beside Mitchel who's asleep. I lean over and kiss him on the head and try to fall asleep. Eventually, sleep finds me and I slip off into a dream~

It's no longer hot and I'm freezing. My wet hair only makes me colder. I fumble for the blankets and pull them up over my body, shivering. Why the hell is it so cold? I cuddle closer to Mitty and he turns around,

"Baby," he mumbles sleepily and I wrap an arm around him,

"You warm enough?" I ask and he nods, curling up against my chest,

"You're cold," he says quietly and looks up at me,

"Yeah, I just covered myself, I'm okay," I say and run my fingers through his hair,

"Okay," he says and he's so cute, I love this boy with all my heart. He's so sweet, all curled up next to me, his soft breathing against my skin is comforting. I could stay like this forever. I'm about to drift off into sleep when I feel his lips press to my skin. He keeps peppering my chest with light kisses before he moves his body up a bit and starts sucking on my nipple. I'm wide awake now and my nipples are erect. He rolls the other one in between his fingers and I let out a soft moan, my cock stiffening. He pulls away and moves down the bed, under the covers, pushing me so I'm flat on my back. He crawls on top of me and pulls my boxers down, taking my cock into his hands and lightly stroking. I lean my head back into the pillows. I wish I could see his face as he did this but he's hidden beneath the bedsheets. He drops my aching erection and plants kisses on my thighs and hip bone as well as my lower abdomen. I inhale sharply once he takes the head of my dick into his mouth and swirls his tongue around. Eventually, he decides to take me in deeper and take away his tongue, hollowing out his cheeks and sucking harder. I groan and reach under the covers, my hand finding his hair. He doesn't make a noise as he sucks me off. He just continues to pleasure me until I'm hitting the back of his throat and he adds his tongue again, stroking the underside of me until he sucks hard again and I come with a moan. He pulls my boxers back up and crawls out from under the covers,

"How was that for 3:00 am head?" He teases and I smile with my eyes closed,

"It was good," I say and he tells me he doesn't want any for himself and I'm not one to push, so I go wash off and come back, laying down next to him and falling asleep.

I wake up and sit upright, breathing heavy. I'm soaked and I groan lightly, Mitchel still sleeping beside me. I get up and clean myself off before coming back to bed. I'll have to change the sheets in the morning since Mitty's asleep. I turn to him and grab his hand. He stirs a bit and mumbles,

"Kras," before he rests again, his breathing even. We lay there, hand in hand, and I feel myself drifting off into a dreamless, deep sleep.