Manthony ✨

Till The Day I Die

~TILL THE DAY I DIE~

⚠️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~

"I want you, I need you," his tongue slides up my neck and I moan, turning to give him more access,

"Let me taste you," he whispers and I moan louder now, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips, kissing him and feeling flames ignite inside of me as he pulls away and his lips pepper my collarbone with kisses that make my cock fill out. I'm horny as shit the way he's touching me and putting pressure on my ring over my pants, fuck. I subconsciously start to rock against his hips and he grabs my ass, squeezing,

"Fuck, I'm so hard, baby, please," I moan into his mouth, rolling my tongue along his and he groans,

"I know baby, I can feel that dick on my abs," he moans and I bite his lip,

"Touch it," I whisper and he cups me, "Please," I beg, pre-cum has the head of my cock slippery, my erection hot and thick between my thighs, God, I've never been this needy,

"Fuck, baby, I want you," he moans and pulls my pants down,

"Uhhh," I moan as he pulls at my boxers, freeing my aching erection,

"Look at that dick," he says and pulls me closer so I'm sitting right on his chest, my dick at his lips. How fucking erotic,

"Lick it," I say and he sticks out his tongue and I watch my pre-cum slip onto his tongue,

"Put it in my mouth," he whispers and fuck, lust is coursing through me hot and powerful. I push my cock between his lips and he wraps around me, making my head tilt back and my hips dip forward. I let him suck on me for a while until I pull away and grab the lube,

"You better let me in that ass, I'm hard as hell and wanna screw you brainless," he says and I groan,

"Yeah, reverse cowgirl style," I say and his eyes widen,

"Really?" He asks and I nod,

"You can grab my ass while I fuck you," I wink and he moans. I straddle him and get on my knees, masturbating on top of him, preparing myself. He groans and tugs on his dick at the sight until it's standing straight up, pre-cum coated, the skin stretched tight,

"Fuck, I want that all up in me," I say, rubbing my prostate at the sight, "Look at all that pre-cum, mm," I tilt my head back and I have to take my fingers out of me before I cum at the sight of him. I lube him up and get into position, my back facing him and slipping him into me. His hands go right for my ass,

"Someone's horny," I mumble and he moans,

"Jesus Christ," he grumbles, squeezing the flesh and wrapping his hands around my waist, grabbing my hips, my dick. He jerks me while I bounce on him and our skin is slapping together loudly,

"Harder," he gasps and I do, slamming my hips on him until I feel him burst inside me. I keep going, angling my body so his dick is rubbing my prostate,

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I moan out and roll my hips on him, bursting over his legs and my stomach. I collapse and catch my breath, pulling myself off of him and turning around to lay on his chest, not caring about the mess,

"Baby," he whispers and I just lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and staring out the little slit of the city lights through the slightly parted curtains,

"I love you to death," I whisper and he runs his fingers through my braids,

"I love you more than anything," he says and I kiss his chest, turning to look at him,

"I don't want anyone else," I say, looking in his eyes, "Just you,"

"I'll never be with anyone else," he says and I kiss his lips. His soft, warm, wet, loving lips that have touched the most intimate parts of my body. This kiss stirs a hunger inside of my chest and lower abdomen, it makes my heart pound and my lips part and my breath ragged. This kiss is different. This kiss is special. This kiss doesn't make me hard. It only fills me with love. I break away and breathe, realizing he isn't hard either,

"Whoa," he says, "That was...beautiful," he says and I nod,

"It was," I lean back a bit, "Can we wash and then sleep?" I ask and he nods. We shower and then I crawl into his arms, laying my head at the dip of his shoulder, my hand on his chest and his hand atop mine,

"Promise me I can be yours forever," I whisper, feeling scared of losing him for some reason,

"Always, my love, always," he says and kisses the top of my head, "Do you promise me?" He asks and I bring his hand to my lips, kissing it,

"Till the day I die,"