Love Interest (A Chandler Riggs FanFiction)

"I'll Show You Scared" (20)

--MATURE CONTENT! YOU WERE WARNED--

Layla's POV: 

I walked downstairs and saw Chandler cooking and I took his by surprise while I hugged him from behind, I flipped him around and passionatly kissed him. He slid his tongue into my mouth, without a warning. 

I let him explore my mouth before I kiss him back with just as much passion as before. He picked me up and sat me down on the counter-top. I kissed him hard this time, telling him that I wanted this with him. I wanted to feel something this serious with him. 

"Layla..." He said, pulling away. 

"Don't be scared... I want this." I said, putting my arms around his neck. 

"Scared?" He asked, in a deep tone. He quickly picked me up  and walked me upstairs with my legs wrapped around his waist.

He lowered himself onto his knees, crawling between my legs so that he was hovering above me.I averted my stare from the tranquility of the sky to the iciness that swam within the cyanic rings adorning his glistening eyes. The mounds of my cheeks flushed, prickling with variations of deep red as he lowered his face just inches from mine, the surface of his lush bottom lip, teasingly dragging over the surface of my trembling mouth. “I’ll show you scared.” The statement blew over the partial gap held between my lips, immediately causing every function within my body to momentarily cease. I desperately searched his stare for a sign of him changing his mind but I knew, he was entirely set on what he intended to do.

He restrained me to the bed, one hand grappling both of my wrists and placing them above my head; I hissed softly. He removed his light grey shirt from his upperhalf. I jerked against him, my hips twitching as his unoccupied hand dabbled down the defined curve of my hip, halting once he grasped the thickness of my thighs, the flesh slightly spilling between the gaps of his long, spindle-like fingers as he forcefully drives my legs apart. I struggled to fight against the feeling coursing throughout my body; my inner thighs tensing as the pulse erratically thrummed, buried within the tight walls of my lips, centralizing around my swollen core. 

Momentarily, he lifted the weight of his mouth from mine and glanced down between us. I followed his stare, blinking furiously to alleviate the perspiration that now trickled and moistened the surface of my face. His pert, flushed lips visibly quavered, a husky growl exiting the apparent gap held between them as he reached down and with the hand that just parted my legs, effortlessly, yanked down the red and white pajama pants which were resting at my hips.

My arms writhed above my head whilst a soft sigh exited my lips as he immersed his finger within me. He croaked brokenly, the squishy sounds of his curious exploration shattering the tense silence which was weaved into the breathy nature of the air, causing the warm prickle radiating within the depths of my abdomen to heighten, leaving me with the desire to feel more.

After a few moments, he withdrew his index finger from my swollen folds and carefully brought it up to his mouth, his nostrils flaring slightly at the tangy scent which radiated from the tip of his finger, soaking into his pores. I watched, transfixed in curiosity as he applied the sticky, translucent fluid to his bottom lip, his pink tongue immediately following after it. His body shuddered above me whilst his unkempt brows furrowed as he removed his jeans and bozers and  placed the tip of his swollen head at my entrance, swiping it fervently a few times, lubricating my untouched entrance with the small clots of fluid that were exiting the slit at the very top of his pink length. 

I panted heavily, my body writhing violently against the bed as he thrusts his hips against mine, moving them in a slight circular motion each time he came down. He didn’t allow me time to adjust to his size which caused my body to become seized in a series of agonizing pain that rapidly spread from my inner thighs to the very depths of my stomach. I screamed loudly, tears pressing butterfly kisses soundly to the mounds of my flushed cheeks. 

His body shook above me, his bottom lip trembling with constant grunts and moans as he continued to roughly bury himself within my warmth. My swollen center pulsed at the sight of his milky complexion moistened in a layer of sweat, gluing the chocolate strands to cling to the sides of his face, some planted on the mounds of his cheeks which were burning bright with uneven tones of red.

After what seemed like an eternity of pain, I felt my thighs begin to clamp up, each time in doing so, a spurt of unexplainable pleasure shot directly through my clit to the very tight knot imprisoned within my stomach. A mixture of sobs and fragments of his name exited my lips in chopped, staccato-like breaths. I was quickly coming undone beneath him, and by the sloppy, forceful movement of his hips, I knew he was too.

“God-Ch-Chan-Chandler.” my back lifted from the ground, the feeling of him sliding within me intensified as the swollen head of his length struck my clit in a way that sent me spiraling through a whir of pleasure and bliss. It coursed through my body, prickling at the surface of my cheeks and navigating its’ way to the very centre of the knot within my stomach, unraveling it quickly that sent my head flying uncontrollably from side to side whilst my hips continued to twitch, my release taking over my body. 

I collapsed onto the uneven terrain, my stare splotched in various colors as I stared blankly into his now dark eyes. He continued to push his way in and out of me, viciously and possessively riding out his orgasm. His movements ceased and his body curled inwards, his face colliding against my breasts which had slipped out from the flimsy tank top I was wearing. My flesh tingled, my mouth contorting into a small ‘o’ at the sensation of his hot, thick seed spurting in rough strands within me, causing my abdomen to flutter with warmth.

He finally stopped and laid his head on my chest, we both breathed heavily. I felt is warm wet hair on my neck. He picked up his head and kissed my now swollen lips. 

"I love you." He whispered. 

"I love you too Chandler." 

--Can I just say. Holy freaking crap. That was intense. That wasn't my writing. I copied and pasted from Tumblr because honestly, I don't even know where to begin. So, if you liked it, go follow readimagineshere on Tumblr. I take no responsibility to this. Thank you--