Paring: Chris Beck x reader

Word count: 4.5 k

Warnings: College AU!, nerdy stuff, fluff, smut (penetration, fingering), Chris Beck being adorable and having a really big cock

Summary: Chris and you are friends at the college, sharing a lot of classes and projects and he happens to live in the same residence as you do. One day going back from the shower to your room, you lose a piece of clothing which he finds and makes him more interested than you expected.

A/N: The idea come from this post from @plumfondler’s nsfw asks. I hope you will like it!

Finally, the
hot water was running down on your skin, easing the stress of your exam term.
You sighed and poured some shampoo in your hands. Massaging your scalp was
always a great help for refreshing your brain, and the hot water running
through your damp hair helped with the heavy feeling in your head. Thinking is
good. Thinking too much will make your head heavy as hell. It was a truth you
experienced in your very first year at college. After finishing with your hair,
you quickly washed your body letting yourself soak in the lavender essence
coming from your shower gel. It calmed your nerves a bit more before stepping
out from the shower and immediately wrapping a towel around you. It’s not that
you were shy, it’s just maybe other people were bothered by your nudity. Oh,
yes. Because you were sharing a shower with ten other girls from your floor.
Luckily only with ten, as on the other floors there were a lot more girls than
on yours. The beauty of living in a dorm.

The towel
quickly got damp by absorbing all the water from your skin, before your wrapped
your hair in it. From the pile of clothes in front of you, you managed to fish
out your clean panties and bra, before putting on a fluffy, warm robe. No need
to get dressed too much in the moist air. Everyone was walking around like this
after a shower, it was your home after all. You collected your shampoo and
other accessories, before grabbing the used clothes and leaving the common shower.

Your
flip-flops were making a shuffling noise on the way to your room. It wasn’t far
from the shower, yet you always managed to bump into some familiar faces on the
corridors. Not this time, though. It was all quiet and calm around you. You
almost reached your room, when a familiar voice hit your ears.

‘Hey! Um, I
think you lost something!’ You could identify the guy right away, before
turning around.

It was
Chris Beck, the smart cutie from your classes, holding up your black, lace
panties between his fingers. You forgot how to breathe for a moment and you
could swear even your chest turned red as you reached out to get back your
traitor lingerie.

You knew
him, you got on well, many time participating in the same projects. You loved
him as a team mate, and during the long-lasting brainstorming sessions in your
college the two of you developed a bit of a nerd crush on each other. You were
always trying to outsmart the other one in a flirty, nerdy way, which always
left you in an excited, needy state. Alongside with his looks his kindness and
smartness impressed you.

‘Thank
you!’ You muttered, staring at your toes, tying to sink into the floor.

‘Your
welcome!’ He was laughing lightly. ‘It’s a quite hot one, you know. Tell me,
are you wearing something like this under your robe right now?’ He asked with a
cheeky grin, and you couldn’t know if he was serious or joking. You froze for
the second time in five minutes and was staring at him with a slightly opened
mouth.

‘Or are you
gonna let my find out?’ He asked, now, with voice serious which dropped a few
octaves. It was ridiculously hot. The baby blue eyes were looking at you
questioningly, cheeks a bit flushed.

‘I do.’ You
swallowed hard, trying to clear your voice, but while you were struggling with
your thoughts, he gently pushed you into your room with a devilish smile,
closing your door behind you.

‘Which one,
doll?’ He asked with a geedy smile, like he was doubting it was really
happening. ‘Because if you tell me, that the smartest woman in my class is
always wearing something like this, than it will give me some hard time to
focus during the next lessons.’ His eyes darkened a bit, giving you a once
over, before returning to your gaze.

‘To both.’
The answer was short and a bit reckless, but you couldn’t resist.

‘Do you
mean, you will let me know what are you wearing right now?’ His voice was low
and a bit doubting.

‘If you
gonna let me know what are you wearing, yes.’ You laughed nervously, taking him
in. He was wearing grey sweatpants and a dark blue t-shirt, but you were more
than curious about what was under them.

‘Yes, it’s
fair just like that.’ He nodded and let you push him to sit on your bed. He
licked his lips and looked at you with anticipation as you straddled his lap
and sat on his tights, when he pulled you by your hands a bit. ‘Is this, okay,
Y/N?’ He asked whispering, but his hands were immediately on your hips. ‘I
mean, tell me if I’m too much.’ He pressed his lips together in concern,
looking you seriously in the eyes.

‘No, it’s
alright, Chris. A bit un expected, but alright.’ You nodded, and placed your
shaky hands on his chest. ‘I thought you were studying and-‘

‘I was.’ He
interrupted you fast. ‘But I got stuck and wanted to ask for help from the
smartest person I know.’ He grinned sheepishly, his thumbs drawing circles on
your hips through your robe.

A small
laugh erupted from your throat. ‘And you come to me? Chris, you know so much
more.’ You resisted, eyes trailing on his cheeks, bright blue eyes and messy
brown hair.

‘That’s not
true, not when it come to maths.’ He shook his head and you couldn’t resist the
urge to run your hands through his soft, brunet hair.

You blushed
and looked back to him, loving the feeling of his locks between your fingers.
‘Maybe.’

‘But than I
got a bit distracted.’ His laugh was honest and a bit embarrassed. ‘I was
always hoping that you are wearing something utterly sexy under your clothes.
Something like that pantie.’ The warm fingers travelled from your hips to the
sensitive skin of your tights, long fingers sliding under your robe.

Your
breathing hitched a bit, eyes widening for the tender, careful touch. You
didn’t answer immediately, because every nerve in your body was focusing on his
movements. The slender fingers slid up to the base of your tights, thumbs
running on the fabric of your panties.

‘Lace again?’
He asked curiously. He traced the pattern with his fingers, hands circling
around your hips. Your eyes got caught by his steel blue gaze, never letting go
while his hands were slowly exploring your underwear.

‘I always
wear lace. I love it.’ You admitted it making him sigh.

‘Doll, can
I see it?’ He asked with a shaky voice, hands firmly gripping your sides. As an
answer your hands left his neck and chest and undid the robe on your waist. It
didn’t open by itself, but you didn’t mind. Chris’ hands were traveling up
until your breasts, opening the fabric slowly on your body.

He took a
sharp breath.

‘You are
gorgeous.’ He moaned quietly, his blue eyes taking in your exposed skin and
underwear. His body went to autopilot. His palms were cupping your breasts,
gently squishing them, felling both the fullness of them and the lace fabric of
your bras. The dark blue set you were wearing, were entirely lace, the bras
were without an actual cup, letting your tits hanging in them in their natural
shape.

Chris was speechless,
hands trying to touch all the revealed skin of yours, and eyes trying to
memorise all of your curves in the extremely hot underwear.

You were
quietly examining him, his admiring looks, his flushed cheeks and pink lips,
which he occasionally licked a little, driving you crazy. You hated to
interrupt him, but you wanted to see him too. Your fingers found the hem of his
shirt which he let to got pulled through his head effortlessly.

‘Fuck.’ You
muttered and now it was your turn going on autopilot and exploring his body.
Your breathing got uneven when your robe disappeared from your shoulders
leaving you in nothing else but the lingerie.

You leaned
forward resting your forehead on his. ‘Chris-‘ You sighed as his warm palms
slid through your back playing a bit with the back of your bra. They sunk down,
cupping your ass, before returning to your tights.

You wanted
to kiss him. You wanted to kiss him so bad, quietly whimpering as he leant in
and pressed a slow, sensual kiss on your cheeks. It lasted a lot longer than a
simple kiss should. You sucked on your breath and your core was hot and aching,
all opened up above his tights. You were certain that it will leave a wet spot
on his pants. Your hips jerked, pressing your soaked folds to his lap.

Shaky hands,
run down to the edge of his pants in a straight line, just to slide between
your bodies. A surprised moan slipped out of your lips as you flattened your
palm on the impressive bulge in his pants. You lift your head, mouth fall open
when you wrapped your hand around his base and pumped up on his whole length.

‘Chris, Jesus!’
You groaned in disbelief. Eyes opening impressively wide as you kept stoking
him through the soft fabric.

‘What?’ He
asked a bit concerned. ‘Did I do something wrong?’ His voice was worried and
weak for the first try as he tried to process both the pleasure what your hands
caused and the clearly visible surprise on your face.

‘No, you didn’t!’
You assured him, so his hands returned to your body. ‘You are huge! Oh, God!’
You whispered, as he turned to dark red and hide his face into the cork of your
neck. ‘Hey, don’t be shy about it, come on!’ You encouraged him to stop hiding.
‘It just caught me by surprise, that’s all.’ It was true. You always had a feeling
or maybe hope that his was big, but this was beyond that. Come on, there was
this sweet, soft, ray of a sunshine being all cuddly and shy, never noticing
how handsome and amazing he was, and now it turns out he is running around with
this in his pants.

It took
only a second to you to slide under his waistbands and palm him through his
boxers. His tip was already peaking out and the brief was pressing his hard on
to his stomach, not leaving too much space for him. It was long and thick,
painfully thick.

Thanks to
your ministrations his breath hit your neck in hot puffs of air, sometimes
sucking on the delicate skin tenderly. You let out a whimper and clenched your
soaked core around nothing, silently begging for him to go on with his previous
teasing.

Slowly his
mouth was trailing up on your skin, leaving wet marks under it’s awe, up on
your throat, your chin and your cheeks. You tilted your head a bit to meet with
his soft, wet lips. You sighed into the kiss as his mouth covered yours, hands
holding your neck and back firmly. Chris’ kiss was tender, slow and longing,
tasting your lips gently, with every second. His tongue darted out to lick on
your bottom lip, causing shiver running down on your spine right into your
core. You parted your lips inviting him to taste you more. Your tongue was
stroking against his, licking through his lips, and then returned into your
mouth followed by Chris’. A loud moan hit his lips erupting from your throat
when he grabbed the curve of your ass to pull you even closer, flush against
his chest.

It felt
like little electric sparkles all over on your skin when his chest got pressed
to your breasts. Your hips were grinding against his straining cock eagerly, asking
for more. A new gush of wetness flooded your folds when he bit your lips and
tugged on them, fingers massaging your ass, making you rock your hips
constantly.

You cried
out when his tip hit your swollen clit, breaking the kiss, just to look at him
for a second. His brown hair was messy thanks to your hands, and his cheeks
were flushed, lips red and glistering by your previous kiss.

‘Are you
sure you want this, doll?’ He asked cupping your cheeks, lifting your head a
bit.

You nodded
pulling him into a second, much more passionate kiss.

‘Yes!’ At
the moment when your words left your lips he stood up with you in his arms to
turn and softly laid you down onto the bed. ‘But I don’t think you will fit the
condoms I have!’ You added nervously before the situation would have gotten any
more heated.

‘I know.’
He said heavily blushing. ‘But it’s fine!’ He assured you pulling his wallet
out from his back pockets and placing it next to your head. ‘I have the XL
ones.’ He turned his head slightly to avoid your gaze. He was insanely shy
about this topic, making you smile gently.

‘Chris, come
here!’ You whispered pulling him back on top of you for a sensual kiss, while
your hands were running down on his spine, and grabbed his ass. It was firm and
round. Oh, god, how could he be so shy and humble? You couldn’t keep your hands
away from his heated skin not even for a second, his body was perfect, and his
kisses made you aching for more in seconds.

One hand
cupped your breast through the thin lace his thumb circling above your nipple.
The new friction pulled out another whine from your lips, a much louder than
before as his was on your neck now. His hand just spent the perfect amount of
time on each of your tits to make you ache for more, repeatedly arching your
back from the mattress. While his hands were playing with your tits his mouth
and teeth were dancing on our neck leaving wet, red marks in their awe.

Chris’ head
dipped down following the line of your collarbones to reach your tits. One of
his hands slid under your body which you lifted a bit to unhook your bra and
remove it from his way. He sat back for a second onto his heels, his lustful
gaze traveling on your exposed chest, soon followed by his fingertips.

‘You are
gorgeous!’ He groaned before leaning back and circling one tongue around your
hard nipple while a playful hand was pinching the other one. You could feel him
smiling as he earned a shaky moan for his ministrations. He switched to the
other little peak, sucking it into his hot mouth, making your back arch from
the mattress.

‘Fuck,
Chris!’ You cried tugging on his longer locks on the top of his head. You
shuddered as he repeated the movement, and run his hands across your stomach.
You were soon covered in goose bumps, biting your lips trying to keep yourself
quiet. Your best friend was living in the next room after all.

Chris’
hands were always ahead of his lips, eagerly trying to pleasure every inch of
your body. His hands now run between your legs causing a tingly friction on
your lace covered clit, and you couldn’t help the urge to rock your hips
against his hands.

‘Even if
these panties are gorgeous I think it’s better if I remove them.’ Oh, god. The
only thing you could do was tilt your head into a small nod of agreement, his
voice made you weak in a second. You reached out to hook your fingers into his
pants and pull it down to his knees, revealing the way too tight boxers and his
massive hard on. You wanted him so bad, a fresh flood of arousal was dripping
out of you for his sight.

He laid
back on top of you, rocking his hips to you. Oh, go he wanted it so bad and
that thin fabric between the two of you felt way too thick. His hips rocked
against you making both of you moan. He lifted his body a bit and the long
fingers quickly found their ways between your legs.

‘Jesus.’ He
cursed and sucked on the sensitive skin of your neck. ‘You are dripping, doll.’
Before you could have say anything one finger slipped inside of you. ‘God, you
are so hot and tight.’ He groaned, and a second finger joined to the first one.
You bit his shoulder to muffle your sounds as he was moving them in and out, scissoring
with them tenderly. You were way too impatient for this, you wanted to feel him
finally, but maybe he was right, and you needed a bit of a preparation. After a
third finger joining to the others you reached down on his back under his underwear
and spread your finger on his delicate ass. He hummed in approval before your
hands come to the front of his briefs and you closed your fingers around his
massive shaft. Fuck, he wouldn’t fit. The slow pumps with your hand made his
breath uneven and his hands sometimes missed the rhythm inside of you. Your
thumb run through his fat tip and he shuddered, removing his fingers and
sitting back onto his heels. His remained clothing landed on the floor next to
the others and he reached out for his wallet.

His darkened
gaze travelled around your body while he found the condom and ripped the
packaging. You sat up taking him in both of your hands pumping him slowly and your
eager fingers only released him when he placed the condom onto his tip. You laid
back, eyes still focusing on his body. He was gorgeous.

He leaned
in for a kiss and pushed his cock to your entrance. The blue eyes finally found
yours looking down at you concerned. You exhaled sharply not even noticing before
the huge amount of air which stuck in your lungs. You were nervous.

‘I’m gonna
take care of you! I’ll be careful I promise!’ His fingers got interlocked with
yours as he said the last words. He kissed you slowly, pushing in his tip. You
hissed, but it was more of your nerves than the actual feeling. You nodded, and
he let his hips sunk a bit more, earning a long moan from you. He wasn’t fully
inside but he stopped popping himself on his palms before he bottomed out. He
wasn’t fully inside you could feel it, but it was all what you could take so far.
He felt good, filling and stretching your needy pussy. Your hips rocked forward
voluntarily encouraging him to move. He started with long, slow motions, penetrating
you again and again. Your eyes rolled back in your head and you couldn’t contain
your moans anymore. You have never felt so full before. You were sure he ruined
you for all the men after him. He speeded up as your moans got louder, his throbbing
cock filling you with every thrust, stretching your walls delicately.

‘Oh, God,
you are tight!’ He groaned, but you couldn’t answer, your body was in ecstasy. ‘So
wet and warm for me, oh, doll, you feel so good around me!’ He praised breathlessly.
He felt incredible and as you got even more turned on you could take more of
his cock, and now his base hit your entrance. The think alone that his whole
size was filling you pushed you to the edge. You pulled him on top of you
lifting your head to capture his lips in a passionate, sloppy kiss. Warm hands
slid under your knees to pull you in a different angle.

‘Chris!’
You cried out as he hit your sweet spot. It was becoming too much, he felt too
good, he was very talented. You could see starts and it didn’t take more time
than some seconds to arch your back from the first wave of your orgasm. It
built up slowly before washed over you, making you shudder and cry out, eyes
shut fingers dipping into the mattress and his hand. He fucked you through your
pleasure biting your neck and leaving dark, purple marks on it’s trail. When
you become oversensitive he slowed down, basically keeping himself inside fully
and just rocking his hips gently.

‘Can you be
on top for me, doll?’ He cried as his body was desperate for its release, but
he stopped his movements for you. You haven’t even proceeded his words just nodded
and let him turn you around, straddling his lap.

You lowered
yourself shaking as his massive cock filled you again. You started to move slowly,
still coming down from your highs, but his tight grip on your hips and his involuntarily
thrust quickly pushed you into pleasure again. Your hips were rocking against
his in a fast, steady peace, feeling him more with every second.

‘You are
taking me so nice and deep, doll! I won’t last!’ He moaned in tandem with your cries
of pleasure, and you couldn’t agree more. Your skin was on fire, every inch of
you tingling, your juices soaked his lap completely, now making the most
obscene noises you ever could hear. He was swollen and pulsing inside of you,
you could feel it as his head was brushing against your oversensitive spot, pulling
another orgasm out of you. Your legs were shaking as it hit you, mouth opening
into a silent scream and then into a loud one as he started to thrust up into
you. You almost come again as his sweet moans reached you ears and as you could
feel every pulse of his cock as he emptied himself inside of the condom.

You were
both panting, and your skin was covered in a thin layer of sweat, when you collapsed
on his chest sighing into his neck, finally relaxing your muscles.

It was
quiet for some minutes, his fingers drawing random patterns on your back while
you played with the soft brown curls.

‘It was
amazing!’ He mumbled with a rusty voice.

‘I know, it
was crazy!’ You laughed softly and lifted your body on your palms, looking down
to the most beautiful sight ever. Chris was laying under you, hair messy as
hell, cheeks flushed, lips parted and pink from all the kisses, and his baby
blue eyes were filled with a lazy, satisfied look.

You got up
giving him space to sit on the side of the bed and got rid of the condom. Warm
arms got wrapped around your body as he pulled you back to the bed, as close to
himself as he could.

‘I know
maybe, I’m a bit late with this, but would you like to go on a date with me? This
time without the other four people in the group!’ He laughed, and you couldn’t keep
it either.

‘I’d be
happy to do so!’ You giggled pressing a soft kiss on his lips.

‘I know it’s
exam term, so for now how about sharing my frozen pizza with me?’ He asked
nervously, but you didn’t mind. ‘After we finished I’m gonna take you to the
best Greek restaurant I know!’ He promised, blushing a little, making your
heart melt. You loved Greek, it was your favourite.

‘Yes! It’s
perfect! I’m happy with the pizza too!’ You smiled as he placed a soft kiss on
his lips. You curled up to his chest as his arms held you protectively. The two
of you stayed like this for a few minutes when he started to speak again.

‘So, it’s
not like I’m complaining, but are you always wearing something like this for
home?’ He asked half laughing half nervous about asking something bad and fuck
up all this. He was adorable.

‘Well, no.’
You started with a grin. ‘I was wearing my PJs for like two days and now I wanted
to wear something special to make myself feel pretty. Even if no one see it, I
like to wear something sexy under my clothes, so in the morning and at night I
look at myself and feel good about my body.’ You shrugged your shoulder noticing
maybe it went to far and become to deep. Chris was laughing for a second before
opening his eyes again and looking at you in pure adoration.

‘I see. I
guess it is my lucky day than.’ He breathed a gentle kiss on your forehead. ‘So,
now every time you will give a presentation I will wonder what kind of underwear
you are wearing. I’m going to fail in every subject because of you, doll.’ He
whined theatrically and pouted a bit.

‘You are
telling me, with such a huge cock between your legs?’ You fired back with a
greedy smile on your lips making Chris hide his face again.

‘At least
we will fail together, so you won’t leave this damn place without me.’ Chris’
voice come out as a muffled sound by your pillows. He was quiet for a second
before turning back to see you. ‘(Y/N) is it okay, if I stay? I mean if you don’t
want me I will leave I was just thinking that, I’m pretty nervous about
everything and maybe sleeping next to you would help me relax, and maybe you feel
the same and it would help you too.’ He said all of that with one breath ending
up with a huge sigh to get some air.

You couldn’t
stop smiling at his pure sweetness. He had absolutely no idea how amazing he
really was.

‘I’d be
happy if you stayed!’ You assured him with a slow kiss, making him sure that
you meant it.

‘Thank you!’
He stretched his limbs and looked you sleepily in the eyes. You turned in his
arms, pulling the blanket up on your bodies to keep you warm.

After that neither
of you could sleep, you were talking about school, work, food and your lives
for hours, sometimes stopping for a long make out session, because you couldn’t
get enough of him. Finally, he fell asleep curling around your back protectively,
burying his nose into you hair and tangling his legs with yours. Falling asleep
in Chris’ arms were something utterly relaxing as it made you feel calm and
safe. You slept good, better than any night in the last few weeks, so you
decided to make it a habit.

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