' 🫧💕🍧💌🐰 '
THE SWEET SMELL of fresh cookie dough filled the air. chris was currently at my apartment, but he was playing video games on my PC. honestly, i was a bit mad at him. i haven't seen him in two months due to him being in LA, and when we finally get to hang out he just plays video games? ugh, men.i got bored of watching him so i decided to bake. i was also starving, so might as well make some cookies, am i right?
i was mixing the dough until i heard a ping sound from my phone. it was from chris.
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chris 💘💘
chris 💘💘
Hey
Where'd you go?"oh so now he cares about where i am?"
i mumbled while rolling my eyes.you
in the kitchen lol. you werent paying attention to me anyway.chris 💘💘
Coming.-
you rolled your eyes playfully then shoved your phone back in your pocket. a few moments later, you felt arms sneak around your waist.
"sorry about playing video games, i just haven't gotten the time to relax after being in LA. i love you so much," chris said feeling guilty.
"no worries, i completely understand, i was being half-serious, half-joking, with my message. i could give less of a fuck." you said smiling now that chris' presence was near you.
"good," chris hummed. he spun you around so now that your back was facing the counter and you were facing him. he looked so good. he was wearing all black and a black backwards cap.
chris kept staring and smirking at you for a couple moments, it started to become intimate. you're face turned insanely red and you hid your face in his chest hugging him.
"stop looking at me like that!" you playfully yelled. chris chuckled, "what? i can't look at my girl?" that's when you immediately folded.
you stopped hugging him and then put the cookies in the oven to distract yourself from the fact that you were near two seconds from combusting because of how fine he was looking at the moment.
after putting the cookies in the oven, you saw that he was still staring at you. "what??? stop looking at me like that," you said blushing like crazy. "you look so beautiful right now," chris said staring at you like he hasn't seen you in years.
a few moments later, you guys were still staring at each other, chris then placed his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him. both of yall's faces were a centimeter apart before chris placed his lips on yours.
the kiss started off slow and passionate, both of yall's lips moving in sync. then it started turning more intimate.
now, you were on the counter with chris in between your legs. you guys started to have a intense make-out session. his tongue touched your bottom lip asking for permission to explore more.
you opened your mouth, and now yall's tongues were clashing together fighting for dominance. your hands were tangled in his hair. chris started moving more towards your neck and gave you hickeys. sucking and biting on your skin.
you moaned quietly, tilting your head a bit letting chris have more room. chris' hands were placed on your thighs massaging them. your pants were as wet as the ocean.
you guys were having the time of your life until the smoke alarm started to ring. you guys both jumped out of the position you guys were in.
"OH SHIT, THE COOKIES!" you yelled, freaking out. you immediately put on the mitten and took the cookies out. chris was now trying to turn off the smoke alarm.
after a few minutes, you guys finished cleaning up the mess you guys made. "so you couldn't wait to make out with me after i finished making the cookies? i can't even eat them now!" you yelled playfully.
"you could eat me instead," chris smirked.
"ew fuck off, you're so annoying, i hate you." you said.
chris speaks, "that isn't what you were saying last night when i was fucking you."
"leave me alone, you perv" you giggled.
later that night, you guys both ended up making a new batch of cookies, and they were awesome.
' 🍧💌🐰🫧💕 '
NAOMI SPEAKS: i want cookies now.
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𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒
Fanfiction𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘 what the title says. please send requests in the comments! - 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 will be matt and chris imagines! all nick imagines will be platonic. - 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: use of y/n, fluff, smut (rarely), slightly sexual