Manthony ✨

Hickeys

~HICKEYS~

⚠️TW: ⚠️Slight 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~

I listen to Mitchel singing as he does the dishes. I love when he sings around the house, doing whatever. It's the cutest thing ever. I smile and stand up, walking over to him and wrapping my arms around his waist, swaying, his body moving along with me,

"Hey," he says playfully and I bury my face in the crook of his neck, taking in his natural scent,

"Hey, baby," I say softly and give his neck a soft kiss before pulling away and resting my chin on his shoulder, watching his soap covered hands wash the dishes, "Do you want to take a break and let me do them?" I ask and he sighs,

"That would be great, thanks," he says and washes his hands off, giving me a quick kiss and heading to go take a shower. I hum as I wash the dishes that his gentle hands left behind for me. I smile and can't stop smiling as I continue. He makes me so happy I can't help but smile. I close my eyes and remember the first time we met. I laugh a little at the first few times we hung out and it sorta went from there. That one day after school when he looked at me and I looked at him and something sorta clicked. Just like that. A look in those eyes and I knew I would be with that boy till my dying day. I hear the shower water shut off and wonder how long I was standing there, cleaning the same damn plate,

"Well, shit," I mumble and finish up quickly, setting the dishes to the side to dry as I head over to our room. He's got just a towel around his waist and it makes my mouth water everytime I see him like that,

"Are you gonna take a shower?" He asks and it's so innocent that I just smile,

"Yeah, but I'm not done with you yet," I wink and he winks back, pulling his towel down with his thumb a bit to show the V dip of his stomach, a teasing expression on his face,

"I guess I better hurry," I laugh and he winks again, making me hop into the shower and hurry my ass up. I wash my hair and my body, brushing out my hair and wrapping a towel around my waist and heading outside,

"Yikes, colder than I expected," I chuckle and he laughs,

"Won't be as cold once that body's on me," he says and I feel like playing around a bit so I leave the towel around my waist since he still has his on and climb on top of him, my face inches from his. He looks into my eyes and his lips part, his hand reaching up, those delicate fingers tucking hair behind my ear,

"You're gorgeous," he whispers and I exhale heavily, putting my forehead against his, closing my eyes,

"I don't deserve you, Mitchel," I whisper and he puts his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer so our lips are brushing against the other's,

"Yes, you do," he says and kisses me before I start to object. This is the kind of kiss that's in my wet dreams. The kind that makes my head spin, the kind that makes me gasp for air even though I could drown in that kiss forever. I suppose my head is spinning now because I can barely hear him say my name until he starts laughing with that angelic laugh of his. When I open my eyes, he's smiling under me, gray eyes sparkling brighter than any star I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that makes me smile too,

"What?" I laugh and he looks at me,

"Nothing, I just love you so damn much," he whispers and we kiss again before things start to melt into something more carnal and sexual. An idea boils in my blood when he sucks on the sweet spot of my neck, his hands dipping inside my towel,

"Mitchel," I breathe and he moans against my neck, "I have an idea," I say, brushing my nose against his cheek,

"Hmm," he hums as a question and I pull away to look in his eyes,

"Go wild," I say, "Leave as many hickeys as you can and I will too," I tell him and he groans,

"Okay, game on," he says and pulls me in, running his tongue over the hickey he just left, making me shiver. I pull away and suck at his chest and collarbone, leaving pretty little marks, his breathing shifting as he starts to pant the lower my hickeys go. I'm peppering his navel and V dip with kisses, bites and hickeys and he's moaning softly as I keep going. I'm about to go to his thighs when I feel him flip me over,

"Not so fast, handsome, " he smiles and I smile as he starts to pull my towel off, kissing my inner thighs and leaving marks everywhere. Fuck, we're going to be completely littered with hickeys by the time we're done with each other. I kind of like it. He pulls me closer and licks the tip of my dick, making more pre-cum bead out and he kisses the tip before pulling away and continuing to litter hickeys down my legs and back to my stomach and then it's my turn again. I groan, painfully hard as I continue to decorate his skin with marks of my love. I play with his dick a bit before we're covered in plenty of hickeys and we're desperate for a release. He climbs on top of me and we prepare, lubing up before he sinks down on me and rides me,

"I love it when you ride on me," I say, winking at the lyric I just dropped and he grins,

"I love doin' it," he says and he starts to move, both of us only climbing the mountain faster. He starts to breathe heavily and I'm groaning under him, my hands tight on his hips. Eventually, he releases and I can't hold back another second, exploding within him and watching as he rolls his hips against mine so I can ride out the feeling. When we're both completely done, he pulls off and we're heading over to the shower to clean up. I help him wash off and even put some moisturizer on his skin. He smiles at me through the mirror as I look up, standing behind him,

"You're so cute," I say and he smiles,

"I love you, Kras," he says and I smile, "Look at all the hickeys," he giggles and I laugh,

"Yup," I say and we head to bed, cuddling to sleep. I fall asleep with nothing but the boy I've known my whole life in my mind and in my heart.