i hope i die first // c.s

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       • 7:50pm

i felt his strong arms around me, his hardened cock against my thigh as he creates little bruises on my neck, marking me as his, and his only.

as each hickey appears, chris smirks looking at his art before licking the bruise to smooth the pain. and each time i would quietly whimper.

"already a whimpering mess and we've just gotten started.." he says more raspy, which turns me on even more, slightly squirming under chris.

he gently rubs my clothed clit barley even touching, he stays nuzzled against the nape of my neck, leaving wet kisses in one spot multiple times before speaking into my ear just above a whisper in a tone that wasn't even describable.

he pulls away his hand resting it on my lower abdominal "it's a shame you have to be on your period princess, maybe i should take it away for 9 months, hm?" i immediately go red, my thighs tighten together as i whine.

"poor baby.. she just wants attention to her pretty little pussy.. but instead she has to bleed." he pouts speaking in his usual baby pouty voice.

i grind against his thigh wanting friction.. "baby we really shouldn't.. i love you though." he says more gentle and tender.

"that's not fair!" i explain but he doesn't listen like your typical stubborn christopher. he gently wraps my hair around his index finger careful not to pull on any knots or just my hair in general.

"blame your damn period gorgeous, not me. not my fault you're still on your menstrual cycle and you're not allowed to fuck me, but i promise when you're all done i will make it so you can't fucking see."

i continue to squirm. "god i hate you.. you're torturing me.." i whine biting my lip. "you're just too adorable like this, it's so sexy to see my girl so
needy for me.

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      • 3:30pm

i was smoking behind the school at the field as i watched chris play lacrosse, so far his team was winning 4-0.

i've been smoking since i was about 8 years old, chris has always hated it, but he knows it's a hard thing to stop especially after starting at such a young age, he said i'll probably get cancer or something but i really don't believe that

once he finished his game he rushed over to me where his stuff was immediately chugging down water out of breath.

"i can't wait to make you this out of breath tonight." he spits out his water.

"reece! you can't say shit like that.. not here." his noticeably bulge already sticking out, i smirk knowing im the one who did it.

"let me remind you of last night." he scoffs. "we were home and your horny ass wanted to have sex on your period that's not my problem."

i smile before bring the joint to my lips before feelings someone knocking it out of my hands. "chris what the fuck?"

"we've talked about this reece, i don't need you getting cancer on me and dying." he says with a straight face.
"i'm not gonna die you're being over dramatic."

"over dramatic?! baby.. cancer kills." he says gently wrapping his arms around me pulling me closer to his chest, his sweaty and warm body brining comfort to me. his hands rest on my hips, lightly rubbing my hipbones with his hip bones.

"i'm not gonna get cancer.." i look up at him. "you don't know that.. you'll say that now but in a few years babe if you don't quit you're gonna be coughing up a storm and find out you have cancer."

"i can just go through chemotherapy." he sighs pulling me closer, resting his chin on the top of my head. "it doesn't always work love."

he moves his hands from my hips to the small of my back rubbing up in down in a comforting way that definitely brought me comfort.

"but it could work too, could you stop thinking of the negatives, chris?" he kisses the top of my head, tighting his hold on me. "can't. not when my girlfriend smokes at least two joints a day.."

"i'm gonna help you quit, baby.. before it's too
late." i sigh before hesitating, but give me the okay. and pulls back a little, studying my features before leaning down to kiss my forehead, nose then cheek, eventually getting to my lips leaving a few gentle but affectionate pecks.

a few pecks ending up to him lifting my up, my legs locking around his waist, he gripped onto my ass for support, throwing me into the back of his car, started to attack my neck rubbing my thigh.

he was rough on my neck, leaving a few hickeys here and there, making me moan as he sooth them with his tongue.

he kissed down til he got to my collar line of my shirt, running his finger tips along my body before attaching it to the hem of my shirt lifting it over my head before leading his magical fingers to my bra.

he fiddles with the hook, before sliding it off my body. he rubs his finger across my hardened nipple. i couldn't help but wonder what else his fingers can do.

he gently runs his tongue across the bud, flicking around it, before sucking on my tit, moaning as he lightly bit, the pain leading a shiver of pleasure which made me moan. he looks up at me smirks before leaning back down.

my heads lead to his hair, gently pulling making him moan. he moves his attention to my other breast giving it an equal amount of attention.

he the kisses down my stomach and his hands were kneading my breasts. once his lips reach the waist band of my shorts, he looks up at me, laying his head down on my lower stomach, holding eye contact with me.

his hands move down to to my stomach, running his finger tips everywhere on my stomach tickling me lightly.

"you're so beautiful, so god damn beautiful." he doesn't ever once leave eye contact. his gaze filled with adoration and desire, filled with need and want.. almost longing even.

"i love you, baby." he kisses my stomach, his tender gaze never leaving mine "i love you too."

his gazed turned into one of hunger, he smashes his lips against mine, as i was sitting up he straddled my waist, pinning me there.

his hands leading to my cheeks as our heated kiss continues. his tongue makes an appearance as he licks my bottom lip bitting it softly, making me moan. he takes this as a chance for his tongue to enter my mouth, exploring ever inch.

his tongue tangles with mine fighting for dominance, one of his hands run to my hip pinching it lightly, sending a wave of shock throw me, making me whimper.

he pulls away, the both of us panting, starting to giggle. "can't believe we just did that in the back of your car." he chuckles, a smirk appearing to his lips. "sorry princess but i couldn't wait, i needed you now. not my fault you're so damn gorgeous."

his every word made me smile. i put my clothes back on before hoping into the passenger he smiles at me from the front seat rubbing my thigh.

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