Summary: All of your friends are having a little getting together at the common room of your dorm and you got the worst question ever from Mark.
A/N: I just really wanted to write some Chris Beck again. I love him, soft and sweet, but also a little tease.
‘So, what is the most sensitive and easily reachable spot on you, Smartie?’ Mark laughed as he poured another drink for you and tossed it across the table.
‘Oh, you are horrible.’ You growled when you realised that he won’t let the topic go. You took the shoot of vodka and pointed to the spot at the back of your neck, above your shoulder. ‘Here. Both sides.’ You confessed and you could feel your cheeks burning. ‘I hate if anyone touches me there.’ The additional one sentence with the deadly look on your face earned you a bit of a silence in the room.
‘Like this?’ Chris asked laughing and grabbing your hips kept you still until he rubbed his cheeks and lips to that exact sport. His five o’clock shadow deliciously burning your skin, earning a shudder from you immediately. You pulled your shoulder to your neck immediately, pushing him away with an upset groan.
‘I hate you. I thought you are nice!’ You growled, giving him a disappointed look, which made him regret his former decision. ‘I hate when people touch me there.’ You claimed even if it was a lie. You loved it, more than anything, your knees went week in a second, eyes closing and you never could help the obscene moan you made. It would have been way too intimate and embarrassing to anyone to see.
The night went on and you excused yourself to go to the bathroom. As you got out of the common room in your dorm, you could see Chris getting up too.
‘Doll, hey!’ He tried to stop you. ‘I’m sorry.’ He said but you didn’t stop. He speed up his steps to catch you. Strong arms circling around your waist, pulling you to him, his stubble and lips finding your spot in an instant.
You had no problems with Chris doing this to you because you had an obvious thing for him, so did he for you, and it was very obvious to everyone, but neither of you did any moves ever. You were comfortable with being friends, very touchy-handsy friends, even if you felt more, neither of you knew how to take it to the other level.
But, now, no one was around, so you melted into him with an obscene moan which broke free from your lips against your will. Goosebumps formed on your arms and you shuddered a little, just when realisation hit you. ‘Stop!’
Your voice was strict and clear, which calmed you a little, that you didn’t sounded as desperate as you felt.
‘I will stop, if you won’t lie to me.’ He breathed onto your skin. ‘You love this.’ His lips found your neck one more time, alongside with the delicious burn.
‘I do.’ You admitted leaning to him instinctively again. He could have listened to your noises all night long, and the way you shuddered when he touched you, drove him mad. ‘Please, stop.’ You asked this time weakly.
‘I am sorry, doll.’ Chris let you go and you turned to face him. He looked concerned, he was truly sorry for making you feel uncomfortable earlier, but his pretty lips were slightly opened, battling himself on the words. ‘Please, don’t go back.’ He blurred out.’ Please… Please, I need more of this, more of hearing you, more of making you feel good. Please, doll, let me make feel you good.’ Chris looked you in the eye, his steel blue eyes capturing yours, leaving your brain blank and empty.
‘You can’t tell anyone.’ You whispered looking around as you opened your room, pulling him in fast.
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.
Requested by @tieddown-withbattleshipchains, I hope you will like it! 🙂 I know it was long ago. I moved to France right before you requested it.
Summary:
It should have been a routine mission. Go out check the panels come back and eat dinner, but something went wrong. It’s hard to say whose fault it was, but it didn’t matter anymore. You and Mark were out when a smaller wave of asteroids crushed your path. It shouldn’t have been a problem you should have been prepared to this, yet one hit you. Right in the left tight. You were bleeding and running out of oxygen.
‘Whatney, bring her back right now!’ You could hear Chris’ voice and immediately left your spot to help Mark to catch you. It took only a minute but your vision was already blurry, you were shaking and sweating from the pain and the huge amount of blood what was leaving your body didn’t help either.
‘Hey, darling! I’m here, hold my arm.’ You could hear his voice but could never do what he was asking for. The universe went black and the last thing you could hear was Chris terrified voice, then nothing. Now two days later you were in your bed, surrounded by all the equipment Chris and the team brought here from the medics after the surgery. Your body hurt and you were still dizzy from the loss of blood.
Your door was open so you could hear the others sitting in the common area they must have been eating. You wanted to move and go to them but as soon as you lift your head the dizziness got worse and your head fall back to the pillow with a painful groan.
‘I think it was her!’ Commander Lewis’ voice was clear and you could hear their steps getting closer to your room. ‘She is awake!’ She said to someone before stepping into the cabin and waking to your bed. ‘Welcome back! How are you feeling?’ She asked while looked over you quickly, trying to examine you.
‘I have been better before. My leg hurts and feels a little numb and now can’t really lift my head.’ You summarised your state just before Chris would have stepped in too.
He looked tired and exhausted, and just at the moment when he saw you a little smile appeared on his lips.
’(Y/N), your awake!’ He smiled in relief and laughed a little before taking a few steps closer to you. ‘Please, don’t try to move yet! If you need anything just let us know! You are not strong enough to put any pressure on your body! Your leg was seriously hurt, and you were asleep for two days, after a long surgery so, please try to relax. ’ He said quickly squishing every important information to these few sentences, which just made you speechless. Or maybe it was just the fact that you could see him again, because in your last memory you really thought it would never happen again. This was the moment when it hit you. You just almost died, you were out in the space and most probably thanks to Mark’s fast reactions you made back to the ship.
‘Dr. Back did everything to save you, and thank god he succeeded, however he didn’t get too much sleep since than.’ Commander Lewis added, and gave an acknowledging look to Chris. ‘Now I leave you with him, l and let him tell you the most important things you need to know, before the others can visit you.’ Her tone was calm and kind, trying to keep her calm, before she reached out for your hand to hold it for a second. ‘Have some rest!’ Her hand left yours and you nodded, smiling a little.
She left the room and left you alone with Chris.
‘Chris…’ Your voice was shaking, because you were just about to freak out. He stepped right to you reassuringly stroking his thumb over your hand. ‘Did I die?’ You asked the most dumbest question which ever come to your mind.
‘No. You are here. You never died. Mark brought you back real quick, it was a miracle, and by that time all of us was there. We stopped the bleeding, you got oxygen and from that point your life wasn’t in danger.’ He explained it calmly keeping his fingers on yours.
‘Okay… So when can I do things again?’ You asked which made him smile in a way that your heart melted. He laughed a bit before started to talk.
‘Not tomorrow.’ He said jokingly before his tone got serious. ‘Look, the wound is very serious in your leg. It needs time to heal and to get stronger, please try to take it seriously…
‘Can I see it?’ You asked interrupting him half worried half excited. Chris sighed and looked you in the eye.
‘No. Maybe the next time I’ll clean it. It’s not pretty, I’m sorry. I couldn’t do more, I’m not a plastic surgeon.’ He answered and turned his head to look at your leg and hide the sadness in his eyes.
‘Chris… I mean, Beck, you saved my life… I know you tried your best.’ You leaned forward trying to look at him. ‘You always do!’ He let a painful smile run through his lips for a second, before you squished his hand a little.
‘Have some rest! You need it, than we can see what can you eat now.’ His expression was sad and serious at the same time. He couldn’t really save you, not in a way he wanted. He knew how big the scar will be on your leg, and he just wanted to spare you from seeing it until it was possible.
He was holding your hand for some seconds before he left your room.
The days passed really really slow. You weren’t allowed to do anything and you couldn’t leave your bed. You felt strong enough for that but Chris forbid you to do so. The only positive side of the situation was that you spent more and more time with him. He was monitoring your health, cleaned your wound, started to rehabilitate it and he was also some kind of a psychologist for you.
During the routine checks you were quiet. Simply admiring his utter focused expression, his bright blue eyes, his lips which he firmly pressed together as he was concentrating on his job.
‘Is there something on my face, (y/n)?’ He asked when he finished and turned to you. His face lit up and a playful smile run through his lips.
You blushed and blinked at him in panic.
‘Yes, a little… thing.’ You lift your hand to touch the soft skin, pretending to remove the non existing thing from his cheek, however the movement was way to gentle for it. The steel blue eyes were staring at you curiously, observing every expression you made, every movement of your eyes. Your eyes looked into his for a long moment while you were silent and the time seemed to be stopped.
He parted his lips before running his tongue through the dry lips.
‘I think we are done for today.’ He smiled getting up from your bed. ‘Have rest!’ He said before leaving your cabin hurried.
It was odd, and you couldn’t stop yourself staring at the door. His gaze was so different, for a minute he didn’t look at you like a patient, it was way too gentle and curious for it.
Next day you couldn’t help it, you had to get out of bed. You had to walk, to look around to get your own food. You were strong enough you knew it. Chris was just too cautious. With these thoughts you got out of your bed alone, for the first time in two weeks, and with shaky legs you started to walk to the common area. Your legs were shaking and you knees went weak more than once in those few meters. You were stupid enough not even bringing your crutches to give you some leverage. It was just because you weren’t use to it, just because you were in bed for so long. You thought however, your wound was just about to beat your pride.The couch was just a couple of steps, you had to get there somehow. You turned and took two weak steps to that direction, but it was too far. Your legs gave in and you were prepared to land on your knees and palm, but it have never happened.
Two warm, strong hands were wrapped around your waist, holding you on your feet.
‘I don’t remember letting you walk alone in the ship, (Y/N).’ You could hear Chris’ voice behind you. You were so screwed. His voice was strict yet soft.
‘I know, I’m sorry.’ You sighed, trying to get back the control above your body, but his arms were still securely wrapped around you. He gently make you turn, facing him, still holding you.
‘I know you are restless, but you have to know that here I can’t do everything in the same way than back on Earth. If something goes wrong, maybe I can’t save you again, maybe it will make your injuries worse, and I couldn’t live with that.’ He said, however his voice was merely more than a whisper. His arms were gently holding you, pressed against his body, his hands gently resting on your back and on your hip, while you held onto his shoulders. His steel blue eyes got filled with concern and they also got a lot softer at the same moment.
‘I’m sorry, I just couldn’t lay there anymore. I started to feel that I’ll never be healthy again if I keep staying in my room forever.’ You said with an apologetic smile, which made his smile turn into a grin. You could feel yourself blushing, as the heat of his body got to yours through your clothes, and he still didn’t let you go.
‘Let’s go to somewhere, than!’ He offered and reached down to your knees to lift you in his arms.
‘Chris! I mean, Beck! It’s not necessary, please put me down!’ You protested, however you doubted he could hear you.
‘First, it is Dr. Beck! Second, I’m okay with you calling me Chris.’ He said and the only reason you could see the small blush appearing on his cheeks was that he was holdig you close in his arms. ‘We have spent a lot of time together lately anyways, and we will, until we arrive home. So, Chris is okay.’ He explained to draw away your attention from his obvious blush, which just got even more visible as he was speaking.
‘Alright, Chris!’ You laughed resting your head on his shoulder. ‘Thank you for taking care of me.’ You whispered while looking into the endless space through the windows of the gym.
‘This is kind of my job!’ He placed you gently next to the window and took place next to you. ‘And I care for you anyways.’ He chuckled running his hand through his hair to cover his face from your eyes.
‘Thank you!’ You laid you head on his shoulder, and quickly passed on the fact that his knee was gently pressing against yours. ‘Thank you for saving my life, for taking care of me, for being cautious instead of me, and for bringing me to my favourite place on this ship.’ You listed quietly letting his fingers brush through your hand, and pulling your fingers into the warm palm of his.
‘You don’t have to thank it to me! I would have done the same if I weren’t the doctor in this ship. You are very important to the team, to this mission, to many many people on the Earth… and to me.’ He breathed softly. His hand reached out and made your head gently turn to face him.
‘Chris…’ You whispered before letting your eyes drop to his plump lips. His hand slid on the side of your face as he leaned closer, gently capturing your lips with his. You sighed and gave him more space, turning to him fully, tilting your head, parting your lips. His kiss was gentle, soft, slowly tasting your lips before his tongue would have slipped into your mouth deepening the kiss. You moaned into the kiss when you could feel his tongue stroking yours, his teeth biting your bottom lip, tenderly sucking on it. The kiss got long, letting you get lost in the sensations, in the closeness of the other one, and the warm touches of your hands wandering in each others hair. His lips left small, soft kisses on yours before leaving it completely.
‘I was so worried about you! When Mark brought you back and I could see you, unconscious, bleeding I was thinking about the worse thing a man could and I tried to use all my remained patience and knowledge to save you as a doctor. It shouldn’t be this way, but I can’t help it. I have wanted to do this to you since too long, since we were back to Earth.’ He confessed, leaving you speechless.
You couldn’t say anything, not now, not to this. You pulled him back to another more passionate kiss, making him straddling your healthy leg, to face you to kis him as deep as he could. Your hands were in the soft brown hair, leaving it messy, while his hands were on your face cupping your cheeks, letting his love pour from his lips onto yours.
‘When I got hit by that asteroid, all I could hear was your voice, and that how worried it was. My last memories are you calling out my name, and me thinking that I’ll never ever be able to see this gorgeous smile of yours.’ You laughed softly before lifting your head to capture his lips again.
‘No, don’t even think about this, you are stuck with this stupid face of mine. Mostly because I couldn’t heal you completely, so now I have to live with the consequences, now I have to be with you.’ He smiled against your lips. ‘Also, I love you, so much and I want to be with you!
You couldn’t believe to your ears, you were beyond happiness.
‘I love you too!’ You grinned looking into the happy blue eyes. The full, warm lips were pressed against to yours, tasting you happily.
When it ended, Chris sat back next to you, wrapping one arm around you, resting his head on you yours, which leaned to his shoulder again. You didn’t say anything for a while just watched the stars in the distance.
Later Chris carried you back to your room, after you fall asleep on his shoulder and for the first time in your space travel he never went back to his bed. He stayed, sharing the narrow bed with you, holding your fragile body close, inhaling your scent deeply, getting lost in the warm feeling of your body against his, finally finding something constant in the infinite of the universe.
Pairing: College AU!Chris Beck x Reader Word Count: 1.7k+ Warning: Language, fluff, smut
Summary: You and Chris are both exchange students who left home a long time ago and you are desperate to touch and to be couched by some one else finally.
A/N: It’s a college AU with Chris Beck, because I love him, and because I just moved to France and I live in a dorm, and I wish to have a Chris to to this to him.
‘Hi,
there!’ A familiar, smiley voice greeted you from the behind. You turned around
and faced a puppy faced Chris.
‘Hi! What happened?’ You asked pouting
at his expression.
‘It’s ok. I guess I’m just missing my
family.’ He shrugged his shoulder and looked down to the floor.
‘Oh, come here!’ You giggled opening
your arms to invite him for a hug.
Chris laughed and stepped closer to you,
wrapping his arms around your body. It felt good. More than good. He was warm
and you could feel his muscles tense and relax under your touch. You loved
hugging him, it always made you feel comfortable and loved, not mentioning the
crush you were harbouring for him. He was utterly handsome and ridiculously
smart.
The hug was long and tight. He held you
tight and you pressed your face against his shoulder. You didn’t want to let
him go, he felt too good. You were desperate to feels the closeness of someone
after one month away from your home and family.
Pairing: College AU!Chris Beck x Reader Word Count: 1.7k+ Warning: Language, fluff, smut
Summary: You and Chris are both exchange students who left home a long time ago and you are desperate to touch and to be couched by some one else finally.
A/N: It’s a college AU with Chris Beck, because I love him, and because I just moved to France and I live in a dorm, and I wish to have a Chris to to this to him.
‘Hi,
there!’ A familiar, smiley voice greeted you from the behind. You turned around
and faced a puppy faced Chris.
‘Hi! What happened?’ You asked pouting
at his expression.
‘It’s ok. I guess I’m just missing my
family.’ He shrugged his shoulder and looked down to the floor.
‘Oh, come here!’ You giggled opening
your arms to invite him for a hug.
Chris laughed and stepped closer to you,
wrapping his arms around your body. It felt good. More than good. He was warm
and you could feel his muscles tense and relax under your touch. You loved
hugging him, it always made you feel comfortable and loved, not mentioning the
crush you were harbouring for him. He was utterly handsome and ridiculously
smart.
The hug was long and tight. He held you
tight and you pressed your face against his shoulder. You didn’t want to let
him go, he felt too good. You were desperate to feels the closeness of someone
after one month away from your home and family.
He sighed which made you shiver as his
hot breath fanned across your neck. A shaky sigh slipped out of your lips too.
You could feel his hands moving to your back and hips while his lips found
their way to your neck. The sensitive skin got covered in goosebumps
immediately as the full, warm lips touched it. You shuddered again which
encouraged him to place feather light kisses on your skin. You had to press
your lips together just to keep your moans down.
His lips were up, next to your ears, continuing
his way on your cheeks. Your hands went to his chest and squished the soft
shirt he was wearing, and you were silently praying for more.
You parted your lips instinctively when
he touched the corner of your mouth. With his next move, he found your lips
immediately and covered them with his.
His kiss was slow, gentle like he was
just about to figuring out what to do. Not like he would have needed any
advice. He did it just right. The plump lips were moving against yours
tenderly, caressing them in the most gentle way. You sighed into the kiss which
gave him the opportunity to deepen the kiss. His tongue slipped into your mouth
and found yours. You were on your tiptoes by now, hands in his soft brown hair,
melting into his kiss. He bit your lips making you moan between his lips.
‘I know it’s wrong but…’ He whispered,
brushing his lips against yours with every word.
‘I know. I miss this too… I-I need
you, so bad. Please- I’m so sorry.’ You mumbled tightening your grip on his
shirt.
‘Shh, doll. I got you!’ He purred
caressing your face with the back of his hands. He leaned in for another much
more passionate kiss.
‘You know my room is just right here-’
He hinted pointing to that direction. You nodded and he needed only a second,
to grab your hands walk down the hallway, and open the door of his room.
He didn’t even close it when you kissed
him longingly, and in the next second he pushed you against the door. You both
were desperate to feel the other one. Skin against skin. He kissed and bit your
neck while you undid his pants and yours as well, pushing them down. He
detached his lips from your neck for a second to strip you out of your shirt
and get rid of his too.
Chris pressed against you one more time
to reach behind you and undo your bra. Now it was you who was kissing and
sucking down on his neck, making him shudder. You moaned into his hot skin as
his warm hands found their way to your tits and squished them together, running
his thumb across your nipples. You pressed your tights together, feeling
yourself being soaked already. He forced your legs open with his knee and
pushed his tight between yours. You moaned when you finally get the friction
you needed so bad. His lips were undoubtedly leaving marks on your skin, just
as your nails on his back.
He was hard, you could feel it through
the fabric of his underpants as you were grinding yourself against his muscular
tight. He raised his head to kiss you again biting and sucking on your lower
lip, squishing your hips desperately.
Your body was moving, you couldn’t feel
the cold oh the wooden door behind you anymore. He guided you towards his bed
and made you lay down on it. He crawled above you, letting his body weight
pressing against your fragile everything. You moaned, leaving long marks on his
back. Fuck, you needed this so bad. The warmth radiating of him, the pressure
of his body against yours, the soft touch of his skin and the hard hotness on
your tights. You weren’t even in your panties anymore and he was naked as
well.
You parted your legs, letting him slide
between them, pressing the hot head of his cock to your core.
‘Chris!’ You moaned opening your eyes
for the first time, just to meet the most beautiful blue ones you have ever
seen.
‘Yes, Sunshine? I’m right here. What do
you need?’ He purred into your ears while he reached out with his right hand to
find a condom in his drawer. You whined as his low voice made your core clench,
and as his tip was brushing through your folds.
‘I need you… Chris, please.’ Your
voice was desperate which you hated but in that very moment that was your
smallest problem.
‘I’m here.’ He whispered kissing your
lips tenderly while ripped the package open and rolled down the rubber on his
shaft.
He lowered his hips between your legs,
rubbing himself to your drenched core. You lifted your hips to feel him even
better, just at the moment when his lips crashed to yours. He pushed your body
back on the mattress and slowly entered into you. You moaned between his lips
and bit on them when you could feel him finally filling you.
‘God, Chris.’ You moaned when you could
feel him thrusting into you. He was stretching your walls so pleasantly,
grinding against spots and nudging them like no one before.
He looked down to you, eyes blown by
lust, lips parted, cheeks red, panting. you couldn’t resist the temptation to
cup his cheeks and pull him down for another passionate kiss. You pulled up
your knees to give him more room which he noticed, and lifted your legs up to
rest on his shoulders. You moaned and your head fall back on the pillows when
he slammed against you deeper than ever before. You gripped his shoulder with
one hand and the sheets with the other.
‘Ssh, Sunshine the walls are paper thin
here.’ He warned you, but you couldn’t help yourself and couldn’t stop the
moans falling from your lips louder and louder. He did it so right.
‘I can’t- Chris…’ You cried biting
your bottom lip but it didn’t help. This utterly handsome man above you made
you crazy. He pushed into you, giving you long thrusts, making your body
bounce, but before he would have started he slid his warm palm against your
mouth to muffle your sounds. It didn’t help, moreover, just made the whole
situation even hotter and pushed you right to the edge.
It took no time to him to bring you to
orgasm, making your body shudder as the pleasure become unbearable. You were
crying out his name onto his warm palm, but he understood you perfectly. He bit
down on your neck when his body get tensed by his climax. He was shaking and
you could feel him pulsing inside of you, filling you with his warm cum. It was
too much and you cried out again when your second orgasm suddenly hit you. it
was intense and short but left you numb and speechless.
Chris laid on you heavily panting
leaning on his elbows resting his forehead against your shoulder, meanwhile
your hand was drawing lazy patterns on his back.
‘Are you okay?’ He asked quietly placing
a kiss on your skin. You turned your head to him raising an eyebrow which made
him giggle. ‘Sorry, I had to ask, I thought I was a bit too rough.’ He
smiled stroking your temple with his fingertips still on and in you.
‘You were, but I loved it.’ You
giggled. ‘I wish you could leave it in just for a little longer.’ You
sighed as you could feel him raising his hip to pull out from you.
‘I know, but I can’t leave it there-,
maybe I can put it back later.’ Chris teased while laid next to you wrapping
his arms around your body.
‘You really should.’ You laughed turning
a bit to face him and to see him better. The blissful gaze in his steel blue
eyes and the playful smile on his lips made you weak.
He grinned and pulled you closer to his
body. The two of you were laying like this for a couple of minutes in quiet,
gently stroking the other’s smooth skin. Both of you were clearly love deprived
from the time spent away from your home and family, but you couldn’t say that
that was the only thing which made you end up in Chris’ bed tonight. No, he was
attracting you, you wanted to touch him, to hug him, to lean on him while
watching a movie since the day you arrived.
‘(Y/N), are you staying?’ He asked
quietly, raising his blue gaze to you. You wanted to say yes, you wanted it so
much, but you also wanted to keep your friendship going. He was the only one
you had here whom you trusted.
‘I live on the 5th floor, it’s not that
hard to get there.’ You smiled, running your hands through his dark brown hair.
‘I know, but- Are you staying?’ He asked
with a different tone now, he was serious.
‘I do, yes.’ You nod and your heart was
melting at the adorable smile what he had at the moment you agreed to it. He
pulled you closer by sliding his palm on the back of your neck for a slow,
tender kiss. Your hands were wondering on his perfect figure. Wide chest, broad
shoulders, perfect abs… not to mention his perfectly shaped ass. The kiss got
deeper and by now it was more teeth and tongue than the touch of your lips.
Both of you were desperate to feel each other, again. Chris turned on his
back and pulled you above himself.
Word Count: 1300 Warning: Mostly fluff, a bit angst and mentions of sex, but nothing too serious
REQUESTED by @carbonbasedstudies Ooh can you do a Chris beck x reader of different kinds of kisses? i.e early morning, goodbye peck, etc? Thx
A/N: I hope you will enjoy it and it turned to be something you were asking for 🙂
If there is something grammatically very incorrect please let me know! I hope you will like it! Maybe I take some short request from now.
You were staring at Chirs’
lips for a while, pressing yours together. You didn’t even have to touch them
to know how full and soft they were. Chris was still sleeping next to you,
breathing even, his face calm and relaxed. You lift your hand to caress his
cheeks and slid your fingers into the soft, deep brown hair. He sighed and
moaned before tightening the grip around your waist to pull you even closer.
‘Good morning, sweetheart!’
You whispered before pressing your lips to his forehead. He hummed and smiled,
droving his fingers into your hair and onto the back of your head. He pulled
you down to his lips, kissing you slowly, half asleep. You sighed into his soft
lips, smiling into the kiss. His lips were gently caressing yours, enjoying the
calm, lovely feeling of a lazy Sunday morning. He was happy.
‘How did you sleep, sunshine?’
He mumbled and turned you on your back just to press his lips against yours
once again. You loved kissing him, it was so different every time, and you
could never get enough.
It happened only a year ago
when he kissed you for the first time. You were studying together for long
hours before your last and most difficult exam. When you finally finished it
was almost two in the morning, and you leaned your head on his shoulder to
collect some motivation to walk back to your room. You could feel him kissing
the top of your head, quietly inhaling your scent and moving to your forehead
with his lips. You lift your head to give him more room for his ministrations.
Soon his warm lips were on your cheeks and your hands were in his hair, eyes
closed, lips trembling. There was a short pause before he covered your lips
with his. You parted your lips to greet his. His kiss was careful, a bit
uncertain, but oh, so sweet. The warm lips on yours were intoxicating. You
sighed into the kiss, giving him the permission to slid his tongue into your
mouth. Oh, boy he was good. Biting and licking and kissing your mouth, clashing
his tongue with yours. It made you feel dizzy. You had no idea when did you sit
up on the table and when did he got up and stood between your legs, but now you
couldn’t care less about it.
You decided not to go back to
your room yet, instead you stayed, kissing and talking and cuddling. You weren’t
ready to sleep with him after the first kiss.
However, it didn’t take too
long to be ready and let Chris’ longing, deep kisses clouding your head, swollen
lips pressing hungrily together. It escalated quickly and the kiss got rough, his
teeth biting and sucking on your lips. He moaned between your lips when you
buckled your hips to feel how ready he was.
You loved him being rough,
kissing you with all his need and restrained passion, which sometimes resulted
in colourful bruises on your chest or shoulders, but never on a place where anyone
could see.
After you both come down from
your highs and were cuddling on the messy bed, he gave you the most gentle
kisses you could ever imagine. It was lazy, warm and full with love. His hand
sliding up and down on your back, fingers tracing next to your spine. He was
the most caring, tender lover you have ever had.
At the same time, he was a genuinely
supportive, funny and ridiculously smart boyfriend. You two took some classes
together and during the first few months he never could stop himself from
stealing small, forbidden kisses from your lips during the breaks. Any time you
had a class together he great you with small pecks on the lips, but never with an
actual deep kiss. That would have been too inappropriate and disrespectful towards
the others and the situation.
He also had a unique way to
express how proud he was. When you won the scholarship to Japan, you were so
excited and enthusiastic about, he told you million times how proud and happy
he was. Later, he wasn’t sure about you actually understand how he really
feels, he just kissed you. It was an excited kiss full of energy and love.
Chris held you close, hand pressed against your back, holding you in a warm embrace.
It was much more expressing than any words he could have said. You knew he was
happy about you, and your new, huge opportunity. But, at the same time he was
aware how hard those three months will be, therefore he held you close in a
tight hug, reassuring you about his love and support.
From that moment the random, deep,
longing kisses become more frequent. Sometimes you found yourselves got lost in
each other’s lips and kisses, on the street, on the subway, at the hallway at
uni, at home, in the dorm, under the shower, everywhere.
When the day come he escorted
you to the airport where he become a lot more tactile than he was ever before.
He was holding your hand even when it seemed impossible. He touched your hair,
your cheeks or the small of your back in every second. When you weren’t talking
he peppered your hair and cheeks with kisses and even when you were talking he
was stealing a little kiss from your lips. It wasn’t because he wanted to
remind you to whom do you belong to. No, it was actually the opposite. He
wanted to remember you. All of you, everything about you. He wanted to reserve these
touches and kisses for the upcoming months. He wanted to remember your kiss,
your taste on his tongue and your fingers in his hair. He tried to reserve all
this for the days when he will terribly miss you and won’t be able to see your
gorgeous smile every day or can’t feel your fragile figure pulled against his
chest.
At the gate, you leaned to his
lips capturing them between yours, kissing him with every love and fear you
had. It was long, graphic and never seemed to come to an end. Every time one of
you slowed down and wanted to pull apart, the other one leaned closer and
deepened the kiss again.
‘I love you! You must go now!
Call me when you arrived! I love you so much!’ He whispered. His steel blue
eyes looked into yours once again, before he turned you by your shoulders to
face the gates. ‘Be safe!’ He kissed the words on the skin of your neck before
he’d disappeared behind you.
The bitter the goodbye was the
sweeter the welcome become. You let your suitcase fall on the ground when you
jumped into your arms. His lips were immediately on yours. You were laughing
between the kisses. His arms were wrapped around you, Chris lifted you from the
ground and you melted into the kiss. It was wild, passionate sometimes only
teeth and tongue. He gently sucked your bottom lip between his teeth, flicking
it with his tongue and soothing the red skin with tender kisses. You bit his
lip, happily moaning when he licked your upper lip and slid his tongue touched
yours. After three months, nothing seemed too much and you couldn’t get enough
of him.
It still hasn’t changed.
Now, a couple of months later,
you were in your new home, just the two of you, laying in your own shared bed and
still, every time he kissed you, you wanted more. Chris was a talented, tender
lover, who made you drunk on his kisses every time he touched your lips with
his.
Imagine laying on your bed at your room in the dorm, but every attempt of yours to fall asleep fails. It’s too cold. Yesterday the heating got broke and now it was freezing cold in the whole building. Thank God it wasn’t one of the coldest days of winter, but more than 24 hours without heating made you feel more and more uncomfortable. You were trying everything to get yourself warm somehow, but nothing worked.
You reached our for your phone and than quickly pulled your hands back under the blankets. The blue light of your phone was too much for a couple of seconds, but you must write to Chris. Thank god, he didn’t left for the weekend, which meant he will share your feelings against the current situation.
The conversation wan’t too long, you explained to him that even under two blankets and wearing your warmest socks and pj you are still too cold to be able to fall asleep. Obviously it wan’t such a big deal to him. Men somehow were these magical creatures who seemed to be resistant for cold. He reassured you that you won’t die, and even if you do you have to write that test on next Thursday. He also promised if he won’t see you tomorrow at the cafeteria sipping your morning coffee he will check whether you turned into an ice cube during the night or not.
You slipped your phone under your pillow and tried to get comfortable and warm enough to fall asleep. Soon you could hear knocking on your door and you could hear Chris’ voice calling out your name.
‘Come in!’ You said loud enough him to hear, and sneak in your room. ‘What are you doing here?’ You asked peaking out of the multiple layers.
‘You know, Sunshine, it wouldn’t be fair to you to die and skip that test next week.’ He giggles and a cheeky smile appears on his face. You just shake your head and let him sit on your bed, then lift the blankets to slip under them. He is still smiling at you, which makes you face lighten up. You crawl to a bit left to give him more space. This bed was not made for two people.
‘You are so kind.’ You said with a mocking tone.
“Well, I here to warm you up, so, yeah, I am kind.’ Strong arms were wrapping around your body, pulling you closer to him. It feels too nice. His skin radiates warmth and his scent finds it’s way to your subconscious calming your nerves immediately.
‘Thank you!’ You whisper and he laughs softly, pulling you even closer. Slowly your body is warming up thanks to Chris. ‘Are you asleep?’ You ask voice low and uncertain.
‘No, I’m trying to figure out if you’ve got warmed up already. You feel a bit warmer.’ He answers and starts to rub his hands up and down on your back.
‘It’s getting better- but, please don’t leave. You feel so good.’ You mutter closing your eyes, inhaling his scent deeply. He pauses in his movements for a second, before placing a gentle kiss on you forehead. You must have been partly asleep if you didn’t notice how did your last sentence sounded.
He turned you to your other side. Now he was spooning you, it was a lot more comfortable and a lot less tempting. You sighed as his warm chest and tights were pressed against your back and legs. He held you close and wrapped his arm around you hips, pulling the blanket up until your neck to keep you warm.
‘I’m not going anywhere, Sunshine. I love cuddling you.’ He sighed and buried his nose into your hair, inhaling your scent, holding you tight.
You instinctively interlocked your fingers and pulled them to your mouth. Chris didn’t say a thing before gently kissing your neck and brushing his lips to your smooth skin.
It was more than comfortable, cuddling you like this, holding you in his arms. He fall asleep quickly, secretly hoping the workers will be too lazy to fix the heating during the weekend, so maybe he will be able to come tomorrow too. Maybe finally you will notice his so obvious crush on you and reciprocate his feelings.
Imagine laying on your bed at your room in the dorm, but every attempt of yours to fall asleep fails. It’s too cold. Yesterday the heating got broke and now it was freezing cold in the whole building. Thank God it wasn’t one of the coldest days of winter, but more than 24 hours without heating made you feel more and more uncomfortable. You were trying everything to get yourself warm somehow, but nothing worked.
You reached our for your phone and than quickly pulled your hands back under the blankets. The blue light of your phone was too much for a couple of seconds, but you must write to Chris. Thank god, he didn’t left for the weekend, which meant he will share your feelings against the current situation.
The conversation wan’t too long, you explained to him that even under two blankets and wearing your warmest socks and pj you are still too cold to be able to fall asleep. Obviously it wan’t such a big deal to him. Men somehow were these magical creatures who seemed to be resistant for cold. He reassured you that you won’t die, and even if you do you have to write that test on next Thursday. He also promised if he won’t see you tomorrow at the cafeteria sipping your morning coffee he will check whether you turned into an ice cube during the night or not.
You slipped your phone under your pillow and tried to get comfortable and warm enough to fall asleep. Soon you could hear knocking on your door and you could hear Chris’ voice calling out your name.
‘Come in!’ You said loud enough him to hear, and sneak in your room. ‘What are you doing here?’ You asked peaking out of the multiple layers.
‘You know, Sunshine, it wouldn’t be fair to you to die and skip that test next week.’ He giggles and a cheeky smile appears on his face. You just shake your head and let him sit on your bed, then lift the blankets to slip under them. He is still smiling at you, which makes you face lighten up. You crawl to a bit left to give him more space. This bed was not made for two people.
‘You are so kind.’ You said with a mocking tone.
“Well, I here to warm you up, so, yeah, I am kind.’ Strong arms were wrapping around your body, pulling you closer to him. It feels too nice. His skin radiates warmth and his scent finds it’s way to your subconscious calming your nerves immediately.
‘Thank you!’ You whisper and he laughs softly, pulling you even closer. Slowly your body is warming up thanks to Chris. ‘Are you asleep?’ You ask voice low and uncertain.
‘No, I’m trying to figure out if you’ve got warmed up already. You feel a bit warmer.’ He answers and starts to rub his hands up and down on your back.
‘It’s getting better- but, please don’t leave. You feel so good.’ You mutter closing your eyes, inhaling his scent deeply. He pauses in his movements for a second, before placing a gentle kiss on you forehead. You must have been partly asleep if you didn’t notice how did your last sentence sounded.
He turned you to your other side. Now he was spooning you, it was a lot more comfortable and a lot less tempting. You sighed as his warm chest and tights were pressed against your back and legs. He held you close and wrapped his arm around you hips, pulling the blanket up until your neck to keep you warm.
‘I’m not going anywhere, Sunshine. I love cuddling you.’ He sighed and buried his nose into your hair, inhaling your scent, holding you tight.
You instinctively interlocked your fingers and pulled them to your mouth. Chris didn’t say a thing before gently kissing your neck and brushing his lips to your smooth skin.
It was more than comfortable, cuddling you like this, holding you in his arms. He fall asleep quickly, secretly hoping the workers will be too lazy to fix the heating during the weekend, so maybe he will be able to come tomorrow too. Maybe finally you will notice his so obvious crush on you and reciprocate his feelings.
Tetralea 