~LINGERIE~
⚠️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
Idea by Alex_Wreck_ENGLISH
~Christian~
The fabric melts against his body, fitting perfectly as I peer through the small, ajar space between the door and the threshold. I know he doesn't know that I can see, which makes it all the better to get an early glimpse of an angel in lace. Oddly, it feels wrong. It doesn't feel quite holy, now that I think of it. Sure angels and lace may go together in angelic thoughts, but when I watch the way it hugs his body so perfectly, so sexually, I realize that lace no longer belongs to angelic things. It belongs to things like this. The erection creeps into existence as I watch him through that tiny space. I can't seem to tear my eyes away from it. His hips, his ass, his abs, I'm sweating as I wait for him. I want him to hurry up, but I let him take his time since we've never taken it upon ourselves to try lingerie or anything like that. When he walks out, I have to hold my breath because what am I supposed to do? Beg on my knees for a taste of his body? For a touch? I watch as he blushes,
"Is it bad? I can take it off-" he turns around to go back but I stand up and draw closer, grabbing his hand lightly,
"No, it's beautiful," I whisper and force myself to look in his sparkly gray eyes,
"Really?" He asks and blushes a bit more,
"Yes," I breathe and I pull him closer, hand flying to his hip, holding tight,
"You're beautiful," I whisper and he blushes again before kissing me. I'm entirely lost in him. This man has stolen my heart. No other kiss in the world has made me want another like this. Not this bad. No one has ever made me so desperate for them. I grab his leg and sling it over my hip as we stand there, in the middle of the room, kissing like we're the only beings in the entire world. Something swells in my chest, hot and powerful. Something that makes me pull him with me to my bed where I'll take yet another part of him. And where I'll be more than willing to give him as many parts of me as he desires. I spend more time kissing him, running my hands over his lace-clad body. He breathes into my mouth, whispers my name, grazes my hips with his fingertips. I'm losing my control, I'm losing my sense of decency. I don't want to lose either of them in this moment. But what am I supposed to do when he has me in his grip so tightly? And even more, what am I supposed to do when I can't bring myself to try to control it? I want this, I want him too much. But the only thing that makes me feel as if my desire is valid is the fact that he has a beast of his own, lusting after me.
I wake up feeling electrified and wanting to have sex with him but it's some ungodly hour in the night. I breathe and just lay back down, thinking about the dream. I would like for him to try lingerie with me. The dream was so vivid. So much so, I thought I was really touching his body. Dear God, I'm in too deep. I get up and go wash my face before coming back and laying down, losing myself to another sleep.
The next day
I'm driving with him in the passenger seat beside me. The only noise is the music in the background and him chewing gum. I sigh and decide it's better to get it off of my chest,
"Hey, Mitty?" I ask and he turns to me,
"Yeah?" He seems open so I decide I'll go for it, hoping for the best,
"What do you think about trying dressing up and stuff?" I ask, feeling a bit nervous,
"You mean lingerie?" He asks and just him saying it is turning me on a bit,
"Yeah," I confirm and he looks out the window for a moment and I think he's going to say no when he turns to me,
"Sure, baby," he says and I feel my heart skip beats, I feel myself have to jerk the car back into my lane because I don't know what the hell is happening to me. I don't know why the idea of it is driving me wild. We drive back home and he tells me he's going to go get food so I tell him to grab me something and he shoots me a thumbs up and heads out. I wait at home for him to come back. Time passes so slowly while he's gone. I pace around, go on my phone, play some mobile games, and get bored. I wait and wait and wait until he's back with the food. I start eating while he heads to the bathroom to wash his hands. When he comes back he's wearing lingerie and I nearly choke on my soda,
"Jesus!" I half shout half gasp,
"You like it?" He asks, turning around and I can feel my jaw drop,
"Get over here and put that ass on me," I say and he grins, sauntering over, teasing me a bit. He straddles my thigh and I hold him,
"So are we ruining this or am I fucking you in it?" I ask and he grinds against my leg, wrapping his arms around my neck,
"You pick...daddy," he says it like he's said it a million times and I feel myself absolutely losing it. I give up. I move the food aside and slam him on the table (not too hard), pulling him close, spreading his legs and I start to absolutely rip at his clothes,
"Jesus Christ, Christian," he mumbles and I get his dick free, sucking and licking and holy fuck I could come just from this. I keep going and he has to have me pull away so he doesn't come just yet. I rush over to get lube and come back, preparing us. Only 10 minutes of preparation and he's begging for me to just put it in. I do after lubing myself up generously and pressing into him. God, he makes me moan out as I move back and forth once he's ready for me to start moving,
"Harder," he mumbles and I start to go harder and faster, angling myself to hit his prostate,
"Oh, right there," he moans and I groan as he clenches around me with every stroke. His dirty talk is all mine, "That feels so good," he breathes, letting his arms rest above his head,
"God," I mutter and we keep going until he's gripping the tattered fabric on his thighs and moans,
"I'm gonna come," before he spills all over us and I can't hold on any longer. I release inside of him and we just stay there a minute, breathing. When we're ready to go to the bathroom, I carry him there and kiss him before we head for a second round.
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Manthony ✨
FanfictionJust some head cannons/smut for fun Oneshots maybe 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