Imagines/oneshots Book 1

169. chris motionless* - third time's a charm

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These just keep getting longer and longer ✌️✌️

"Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice" prequel but it reads as a stand alone fic

* - the events of "Rug burn on my stomach and thighs..." And "...Don't need that much lube in our hair"

Song: fucking with my head by palaye Royale?
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"Fuck."

I moaned as Chris pulled my hair. He was behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist as we walked through the house. His attack on my neck going since we left the car. We stumbled forward and he began unbuttoning my jeans. I stopped in front of the stairs and he knelt down and pulled my pants down quickly. I moaned again as he kissed up the back of my leg and across my now bare ass, reaching between my legs to tease me. I held tightly onto the stair rail and he pushed his finger against my clit.

"I can't wait anymore."

I breathed out, feeling him move his hand. I turned to face him. He smirked up at me.

"Me neither. Wanna just do this here?"

I nodded and watched him stand, take a condom out of his pocket, and drop his pants too.

"This is gonna be so weird."

I laughed at him and sat, curling my finger at him, telling him to come get me. He put one knee on the last step and pushed himself to kiss me hungrily. I raked my fingers through his hair and pulled at the ends, earning a moan from him. When we detached he lined himself up at my entrance but I stopped him.

"What? What's wrong?"

I moved my leg and turned my body around so my back was to him.

"This is gonna be much easier."

I looked over my shoulder and smirked at him.

"Okay."

He said and looked down, I watched him roll the condom on before pushing me forward. I was knelt on the stair a few above his, stomach against one and my arms holding me up on another at an incline. I felt him run his hands over my ass before filling me. I moaned and closed my eyes as he pushed into me completely.

"Oh God."

He breathed out as he started his pace. He thrusted into me deeply, my legs pushing into the stairs as well as my stomach rubbing against a few. I spread my legs a little further apart and arched my back. It was causing more of the carpet to rub against my stomach but fuck it felt so much better.

"Fuck!"

I yelled, gripping tightly to the carpet as he kept thrusting in and out of me. He held my hips tightly, rocking me back and forth against him.

"You like that?"

He grunted out and I nodded.

"God, keep going."

He moved faster, pushing deep into me. I threw one hand behind me to reach for him and he held it, each of us squeezing each other's hands tightly. He groaned again, pulling me back. I sat up a bit and put my other hand back, him grabbing that one too. My stomach was still rubbing against the carpet but he held me up, each of my hands in his as he thrust into me. I moaned and felt his movements getting sloppier.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum!"

He moaned out and my mouth hung open.

"Hold out, I'm so close."

He let go of one of my hands and I brought it back to lean on the stair. I bit my lip and closed my eyes as he brought his hand to tease my clit.

"Fuck Chris!"