Manthony ✨

I Know

~I KNOW~

⚠️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~

"Mitchel,"

I hear him moaning my name in the bedroom and it's not a moan of pain, it's a moan of pleasure. I can hear him panting from the dinner table so I stand up and head down the hallway to see him sweating in his sleep, his fingers twisted with the sheets. He's having a wet dream and he's moaning my name. The thought it so erotic on its own,

"Mitchel," he moans again and I pull the covers off of him to see his boxers covering his hard-on, "Oh my God," he breathes and I'm wondering if I should wake him up or not. I sit there a moment, conflicted, before he gasps and I turn to him, watching as he sits up and wipes his forehead,

"Fuck," he whispers and I open my mouth to say something when he looks at me, "Was I moaning?" He asks and I nod, "Shit," he says and lays back down, "What time is it?" He asks and I turn to look at the clock,

"1:23," I say and he sighs,

"Fuck, Mitchel," he says and turns to me, still sweating and it makes me ferocious. I just want to lick it off of him, so I lean down and run my tongue along the muscle of his upper arm, feeling him flex at the touch. He moans and wraps his hand around my head. I keep licking at his skin, loving the salty taste of his sweat. He puts one hand on my hip and pulls me on top of him. We make eye contact for a minute and he runs his thumb over my lips,

"What would I do without you?" He asks and I just grab his wrist and lean in and kiss him. He smiles into the kiss and we're going gently until he's pulling my pants down and I'm giving him a nasty hickey on his neck,

"That feels so good," he sighs and I finish sucking on his neck, pulling away and kissing him again until I end up underneath him and he stretches my arm out to the side, intertwining our fingers,

"I think I can make you cum without really fucking you," he says and my dick starts to fill out and my hips feel heavy and my nipples bunch up tight. I hold my breath before saying,
"Really?" And he nods,

"Depends on how much you like it when I kiss and lick you," he says and licks my nipple, making me sigh,

"I love it," I say and he smiles,

"Then it shouldn't be a problem," he says softly and kisses me one last time on the lips before his mouth ravishes my body. It's going to be a long night...

He's kissing my inner thighs and leaving hickeys and I'm spreading my legs for him to keep going, to keep kissing and licking and making me feel so damn good. God damn, I'm so hard. He kisses the tip of my dick and electricity flies through me, my fingers strangling the sheets. I can't take much more of this, Jesus Christ. He starts to lick at my collarbone, tracing it with his tongue before he's licking at my upper arms and my muscles flex at the feeling,

"Baby," I gasp and he smiles, looking up at me, his green eyes flashing before he leans down and continues on to my chest, licking my nipples and making me squeeze my eyes shut at the feelings coursing through me. I wrap my arms around him and when he starts kissing my V dip I moan out and shiver when he runs his teeth against the skin. He licks my lower abdomen and I run my fingers through his hair, trying not to grab his hair and make him suck my dick. I feel sweaty and exposed but he's the same as me, hard as fuck from his wet dream. I'm so lost in my head that I gasp and my fingers fly to the sheets when he starts to lick my balls,

"God, Christian," I can't stop the words from slipping out of my mouth. It's only when he starts to kiss my dick that I realize I'm going to cum. I moan and he keeps giving little licks and kisses that make my eyes roll back and my back arch. Fuck, he seems to notice the shift in my body and keeps up his act, going as far as to lick the tip and give it a kiss that makes my eyes water with pleasure. I moan when he lightly rubs the head with his thumb. I can't hold on much longer. He keeps going until my hips buck up uncontrollably and I let out a strangled moan as my cum coats my stomach and my chest,

"That's so fucking hot," he says and I give him a quick look as my release starts to die down,

"What do you mean?" I pant out and he licks the liquid I left on his hand off,

"Watching you cum is just so damn arousing," he says and I glance at his dick,

"So let me help you out with that," I say and he comes closer,

"How you gonna help, baby?" He asks and I like it when he gets like this,

"However you want me to," I say, still panting and he starts to rub his boxer covered crotch against my pelvis,

"Mmm, I want you to tell me what you want to do," he says and keeps rubbing himself against me, slowly,

"I wanna taste you," I whisper quietly,

"Taste what part of me, baby?" He pushes and I know what game he's playing,

"All of you," I say, playing his game right back,

"Mmm, be specific," he says and I grab his hips, stopping his movements and pulling his boxers down, giving his dick a lick,

"I wanna taste your cock," I say, not breaking eye contact with him and he groans,

"Tell me what it tastes like," he says and I have him move up so that his hips are over my face as I lay back on the pillows. I lick the pre-cum off of his tip and his breathing gets heavier,

"It tastes like you," I say and he groans, "I like the taste," I tell him, licking at him again,

"Do you?" He asks and I nod,

"Yeah, I do," I say and he pushes his hips down, telling me he wants more, so I flip him over and go down on him. I wrap my lips around him and pull away before I get the chance to do anything,

"Hey!" He says and I lean back, sitting on my calves,

"What did you dream about?" I ask and his dick twitches,

"You," he deadpans and I roll my eyes,

"Specifically," I tell him and he smiles a bit,

"You were riding me," he says and I slowly lean back down, my mouth by his dick,

"Was I?" I ask, teasingly and he nods, his eyes fixated on my tongue licking his tip,

"Yes," he manages,

"What else?" I prompt and his hand goes to my head,

"And I can't fucking stop thinking about you and that body, fuck," he says and I grin,

"Oh, yeah? What about my body?" I ask and he bites his lip,

"I love your abs and your V-dip and your legs and the muscles on your arms and you know I love your dick," he says and I smile slightly,

"You're too kind," I smirk and start to suck him off, listening to his sounds and feeling the shift in his body right before he releases and I drag him to the bathroom to clean up,

"Christian?" I ask and he turns to me,

"Yeah?" He asks and I smile lightly,

"I feel like our souls are intertwined," I say and he raises an eyebrow,

"What do you mean?" He asks and I start to fidget with my fingers,

"I mean, I feel like our souls belong together, I feel like yours has a grip on mine and mine has a grip on yours," I say and his eyes flood with realization,

"I feel like that too, now that I think about it," he says and pulls me in for a hug in the middle of the shower, under the rain of the water,

"I love you," I whisper and he kisses the top of my head,

"I know,"