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Chef's Kiss

Carmy & Reader attend his sister's Halloween themed/ costume party.

Carmen Berzatto x Black Reader

[This was supposed to be posted for Halloween. So sorry babes your girl was going through it. But I hope that you still enjoy it all the same.]

18+ smut towards the end so please minors dni. go here instead

unedited.

Going out to party on a Saturday night when he could be at home in bed with you or going out to a drive-in movie with you was not Carmy’s favourite thing, but somehow you convinced him to attend Natalie’s adult costume party and dress up.

Asking him while he was in a good mood because The Bear received 4 and a half star rating and making chocolate chip pancakes for the both of you was the key.

You both decided to go as Linguini & Colette Tatou from Ratatouille and you couldn’t be more excited to actually get out of the house and away from work for once.

You couldn’t remember the last time that you two did something just for the fun of it because you both have been swamped in deadlines and projects and just not enough of each other for your liking.

He pulled together his costume from an old culinary school uniform from his closet complete with the hat and you ordered a sexier version of a chef uniform and a bob wig to complete your version of the Colette look.

You pull down the hem of the dress to fully cover your butt as you step out of the car and grab the bag from the floor.

The nerves were also kicking in once you realised that you were going to be around the majority of Carmen’s family and a few family friends from his childhood for the first time.

You were both standing outside your car in front of Natalie and her husband Pete’s home putting the finishing touches on your costumes.

"You would look so good as a ginger! You gotta say the rat-patootie line for me at least once tonight." You say to him, spraying the last of the orange spray onto his mousy brown locks to complete the look now so that it wouldn’t stain everything at home.

He was holding the little plush Remy toy in one hand and toying with the engagement ring on your left hand with the other.

He sighed and shook his head no before you gave him a small “please?” .

“You know you want to.” you urge him to say the line with a small pout and he starts moving his hands animatedly.

“HEY. Why do they call it that? RATATOUILLE. It’s like a stew, right? Why do they call it THAT? If you’re going to name a food, you should give it a name that’s going to sound DELICIOUS. Ratatouille doesn’t sound delicious. It sounds like rat and PATOOTIE. RAT PATOOTIE. Which does not sound delicious.” Carmen recites, sounding exactly like a drunk Linguini and you fall into him , laughing at how he’s mimicking the character.

"Perfection babe, literal perfection." You say to him still laughing at the things your fiancé does just to see you smile.

Mumbling a little "thank you baby" with a small smile as he presses a soft kiss to your knuckles.

"Can you see my lace?" You question and he's already well trained to know what you're referring to.

He tilts your head down to get a closer look and shakes his head, placing a kiss to the top of your own.

Carmy places his hands on the sides of your face and his eyes piercing into you made you feel like he only ever saw you and nothing else.

“What are you looking at?” you ask with a small smile and he shakes his head, kind of like he’s breaking himself out of his daze.

"You’re so pretty baby. I still can’t wrap my head around it. Can I have a kiss?" He asks, pouting his lips slightly for you to kiss him.

"You're so corny you know that?" you tease. “Love you.” You manage to say against his lips.

"That's true but you didn't say that last night when I was hitting it from the back. I believe your exact words were "yes chef, yes”, but you know I could be wrong. I kind of lose my train of thought when I’m in it. ” He teases.

Richie steps out of the backseat dressed as Shaggy from Scooby Doo with an “Alright, alright , alright. You two gonna help me with the piñata or am I going to have to suffer through a replay of what happened? Cousin, you better have washed that goddamn spatula”.

“You heard that ? When are you and Tiff going to make up because you’ve been on our pull out for like a week now.” You fire back and Richie raises his hands in defeat as Carmy laughs and grabs some extra bags of candy for the piñata and you grab the drinks from the backseat.

The three of you make your way to the doorbell and Natalie, who's dressed full on as Margot Robbie’s version of Barbie, instantly lights up as she wraps her arms around your shoulders.

Her husband Pete steps beside her fully dressed as Ken and greets the 3 of you with a small wave and a polite smile.

“My girl! You convinced him to come and dress up? What kind of superpowers do you have?” She asks jokingly while giving your shoulders a soft squeeze.

“Sugar, good to see you. We brought uh actual Ratatouille, a piñata , and Richie has a few cases of beer. ” Carmy greets her with a side hug and a nod after she finally lets you go.

“Richie.” She says dryly as she glances over his shoulder and sees him smiling in the background holding up a case of beer and the piñata.

“Nat. Where do you want these?” Richie asks, referring to the cases of beer in his hands and ignoring the air of awkwardness.

You look between the two choosing to make a mental note of what happened there for when you and Carmen are in bed later.

“You really went all out. Sis, you’ve already won “best party” already for this year. Look at this!” You say to her looking at the life-sized spiders, punch with eyeballs in it, and all of the other realistic decorations scattered across the rooms. The kitchen even had a fog machine going creating a spooky atmosphere.

Everyone dressed according to the theme and went all out with their costumes and looks ranging from scary to cute to “okay, that was a choice”.

In the last 15 minutes you’ve seen everything from Kill Bill to Carrie to Charlie's Angels, and currently you were watching Barbie be whisked away by Mavis from Hotel Transylvania.

After you made your rounds greeting new members from his family it was time to play a few games.

You and Carmy were absolutely crushing it at the “Guess The Horror Movie” game and ended up winning a new blender and a Keurig but you two were still going.

“Baby- Babe, listen to me, focus, come on! I really want that Target gift card. Ooonne twooo-'' You sing to him trying to give him a clue of the movie and he’s shaking his head.

“And that’s time! The correct answer is Freddie Kreuger, Nightmare on Elm Street.” his cousin Erin answers, dressed as Mavis from Hotel Transylvania and her husband dressed as Johnny wins the gift card instead.

“Sorry baby! I don’t know why I got stuck on Friday The 13th for some reason. Next time, I promise.” Carmy apologises and places a kiss on your temple.

“Next time I want you on my team, daughter because I could’ve used that Sephora gift card that was given away earlier.” Carmen’s mother, who’s dressed as Scarlet Witch says to you.

"Oh boys vs girls vs theys next round. We're about to rack up, mother in law!" You say competitively and you both clap hands in agreement.

At some point the two of you are separated and you are locked into a conversation with nearly everyone he knows and all of Natalie’s friends.

They were trying to figure out everything from how you two met, who’s invited to the wedding, and in the process you were both invited to countless holiday parties.

“He has not been to a family event in what- 3 years. He hung around Michael like a shadow. Never brought a girl home. Hell, I thought that maybe he was gay. Nothing wrong with that but all of a sudden little miss sunshine comes out of nowhere and he’s full of life? And she’s got nonna’s ring?” You walk into the kitchen and overhear one of his cousins say to her sister and she nods while swallowing her drink.

“Maybe if you all weren’t such energy vampires draining the life out of him and realised that everyone handles grief differently then maybe you would’ve realised that all he needed was therapy and a lot of love. Which I give him everyday. I’d suggest you spend less time worrying about us and worry about why your husband has been over there eye-fucking Cruella since she arrived after everyone else. Because we’re good over here.” you advise and grab a Frankenstein sugar cookie off of the table next to them.

One of the cousins apologises for gossiping and her sister scoffs past you to go find her aforementioned husband.

You take a bite out of the cookie and watch as Erin walks over to you shaking her head. She hands you a glass of “Witches Brew” and leans against the table next to you.

“About time she got knocked down a peg. Sophia has always been a bitch since we were kids. I’m talking full on chopping one side of my hair to the top of my ear when we were 9 because she wanted to “play hairdresser”. My mom had to tell everyone that I was trying to look like Rihanna with the asymmetrical bob. My hair still won’t grow right to this day.” you both laugh for a moment and she nudges your shoulder.

“For what it’s worth. I’m glad to see him laugh. I haven’t seen him so genuinely happy since he was following Mike around on some adventure of the day. I don’t think many people realise that he was not only his brother but also his best friend. I know that he still blames himself for the disconnect. For what happened… You reached him when none of us could. And you’re glowing so he must be doing something right. He looks at you like you’re made of all the stars and wonders that the astronauts are constantly seeking. I just hope that he doesn’t fuck it up because I’ve already made a new friend tonight.” She smiles warmly at you and you nod.

Erin continues to talk for a while about her new baby and starting a new business as a wedding planner and telling you that you should definitely give her a call when you’re ready to plan for your wedding.

You were swaying to the music and sipping on the glass of “Witches Brew” when you noticed Carmen’s social battery dying mid sentence.

He was zoning out and you can tell that the conversation he was having with his Aunt Catrina was not one that he wanted to be having.

Carmy was ruffling his hands through his hair and picking at his nail beds and you knew that he was having a bit of sensory overload.

Like clockwork his eyes begin to scan the room and you give him a soft smile.

"Love you" you mouth to him.

You watch his shoulders drop slightly and his jaw unclench as he tries to nod along to whatever she’s saying to him.

“Thank you Erin, I’ll definitely give you a call girl because honestly I have no idea of what colour scheme I want or flowers or any of those things. How’s next Wednesday? Perfect. I’m gonna go get my fiance out of that trap.” You say to her as you excuse yourself from the conversation.

“Perfect- go go go lovebird. I’m going to go see if I can find my “Johnny” around here somewhere.” she says with a laugh and gives you a hug before going about her way.

“Well, I just- just. He- he.” You frown as you hear Carmen begin to stutter, you can tell that he was getting overwhelmed at this point.

You saunter next to him and rest your head on his shoulder, turning to nuzzle his neck and he instantly relaxes into your touch.

“Missed you by my side, handsome.” you whisper against his neck.

“So yeah, Michael called me 5 days before high out of his mind-” Catrina continues and you pretend to stumble into her as you switch on your heels and some of the dark red drink splashes onto her dress , staining her Dolly Parton costume.

“Oh for fucks sake. I am so sorry Catrina. I can’t walk in these damn heels. Honestly, I should’ve just worn sneakers.” you lie and Carmy turns the other way to try and hide his laugh.

“It’s alright, sweetheart. Excuse me Carmen. Let me go see if I can find some club soda around here somewhere. Don’t go anywhere.” she says and leaves you two alone finally.

You guide him to a dark corner of the room so that he can catch his breath and relax away from the buzzing of the social scene.

He wraps his arms around you two as you back into a wall and rests against it comfortably.

“Do you want to go home? Just say the word and we can get out of here and into our pjs with the rest of the flan that you made last night. I would be so down.“ You suggest as you sway your hips to the music in the dark corner of the room while Thriller plays in the background.

“I’m okay. Catrina never knew how to read a room and I just wanted you back in my arms.” Carmen wasted no time placing kisses onto your neck and shoulders while his hands trail down your arms while dancing with you.

Albeit, he was a little offbeat but he was making an effort.

You sneakily press against him firmly and you chuckle softly when you hear him let out a little shocked gasp.

You never stop moving your hips to the music as you begin to roll them and feel him harden against your touch while matching your movements.

“Baby you can’t do this right now. I don’t want to go through the rest of this party hard as fuck tonight.” He laughs, laced with a soft groan.

“Who said you had to? I believe that I saw a bathroom down the hall to the right.” You tease and walk away knowing that he was going to be right on your heels.

Carmen knocked three times before you pulled him into the dark bathroom and your lips found his thinner soft pink ones.

He rests his forehead against yours and lets his lips ghost over yours before he pecks your lips again and lifts you onto the black and white marble counter.

He lets his tongue massage yours for a moment with his hands under your chef-style dress and he slides his warm hand into your panties, circling your clit before dipping two fingers into you.

You grab his wrist and try to stifle your moans while Carmy sucks a love bite into the top of your breast.

Carmy currently had the “S” and the “O” of his tattoos in you and was trying to sink the “U” into you while you began to ride his fingers and bite into your plump bottom lip , trying to stay quiet and respectful.

Carmen leans back to give you a look that says “why are you holding it in”.

He wants to make you feel good and he likes to hear you when he makes you feel good he doesn’t really care whomever else hears it too.

You remove his fingers and bring them to his lips and he does not hesitate to lick them clean.

Ever the whore, he makes a show of savouring the taste of you while licking his lips and pulling you closer to him to taste yourself.

“Of all the delicious things I’ve tasted, the best by far will always be you.” He mumbles against your lips.

You move off of the counter and onto your knees, fumbling around in the dark with his buckle before sliding his pants down.

You take a moment to kiss thighs and from base to the flushed head that matches the colour of his strawberry lips while running your hands over his thighs again.

You look up at him as he tries to find a wall to brace himself against while you kitten lick the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft before teasing the slit of him with your tongue. You place soft kisses to the tip to tease him slightly.

“You want it? You want me to take it into my mouth? I need you to use your words.” You tease, still licking from the base to the tip again.

“Yes. Yes, baby. Stop teasing me like this. Come on. Please?”

You take a moment to spit over here knowing that he likes it sloppy. You made sure to look him in his eyes as you slid him past your plush soft two toned lips into your mouth.

Carmen looks down at you smiling for a moment before rubbing your jaw and helping you take him deeper into your mouth.

“Oooh fuck. I’m gonna be honest. If you keep looking at me with them pretty brown eyes I’m not going to last longer than 5.” He admits breathily as you begin to bob slowly, letting your mouth and throat massage over him and you hum really vibrating against him.

“I- I- have to be in you. You’re too fucking good at this and you’re going to make me cum if you don’t- if you don’t come up now.” He says quietly to you and you let out a laugh only further massaging him. You massage his balls softly and he lets out a whine almost, grabbing the back of your head and pulling you off of him.

He once again lifted you onto the counter this time laying you back onto it and pulling you to the edge so that he can have full access to you. Carmen fumbles with your panties for a moment trying to get them out of the way before making sure to slide himself up and down your slit.

Carmy slides against the plush raven colored curls of your mound using this time to return the teasing and coat himself in your honey.

“Carmen.” You warn

“Okay, I know. I know.” He taps it against your clit one last time before pushing into you with a long drawn out moan of your name.

It takes him a moment to bottom out. You were already mewling at the way he tilted your hips and rolled his own into you, stretching you out to the hilt.

Once he set the pace he placed his hands on each side of your face and begin to fuck into you at a rhythm that already made tears prickle the corner of your eyes. He knew your body better than the map of his hometown and he knew just how to stroke you to get you where you needed to be.

His kisses were hot against your skin as he pulled down the top of your dress and bra to your mouth at your nipples. The little soft dark ochre colored buds stood at attention as he sucked skillfully on each.

“You feel like fucking heaven, my love. You’re so warm and wet for me? Is this all for me?” He questions next to your ear before putting his fingers in your mouth, getting them wet so that he can rub at your clit in soft slow precise circles just the way that you like it.

“It’s all for you baby, fuck. I’m getting close. ” You whimper and you wince for a moment at the counter digging into your back from the angle that he had one of your legs on his shoulder and the other one open for him to see all of you.

Carmen doesn’t miss anything when it comes to you and he slows his pace to search your face for the cause of that wince.

He leans down to kiss up your neck and to your lips before looking into your eyes. “What’s wrong mama? Is this hurting your back? You want to switch?” He asks, pulling out slowly and helping you stand up.

Carmen takes a seat on the bathroom counter before sitting you up onto his lap. It was his turn to whine softly as you rocked down onto him.

“All the way to the bottom baby. You can take it. Mhmm, I know you can. Ooh fuck, good girl. You’re so good for me. Taking me all the way down to the base. Good job baby. Fuck, can you feel that?” he whispers against your lips while pulsing inside of you and his brows furrowed together and he tips his head back.

You moan into each other's mouths almost instantaneously when you sink all the way to the base, stretching you out again.

His hands are splayed out on your back and hips and then down under your costume to hold your cheeks and help you bounce at a steady pace.

He resists the urge to spank you and instead opted for gripping your ass like a vice as he begins to twitch inside of you and you open your eyes to look at him.

He smiles sheepishly at you knowing you can feel him practically throbbing inside of you as you tease him at this point pulling almost all the way out and then slamming down onto him again. The lewd sounds echoing throughout the marble bathroom.

“Mhhmm okay, fuck me then. Fuck, get it. Fuck me harder then. Come on. Fuck me harder baby.” He moans and you can only answer him with broken moans of your own.

It felt like he was spearing straight into the spot where you needed him most with every drop and roll of your hips.

You both let out a long sigh when he adds jolts and thrusts of his own in tandem with yours. Carmy’s hands make their way between your legs again to rub at your clit and leans forward to kiss your nose.

“Ah shit, baby , baby, baby, slow down. Baby. I-. Oh fuck, I’m right there. Mama, fuck I’m right there. It’s too fucking good. It’s too good. I’m-” he whines out against your neck and you can feel him finishing inside you as his stomach clenches and he grabs you hard enough to leave bruises on your hips tomorrow morning.

You begin to milk him as you grind your hips slowly as your own orgasm washes over you and the sensation mixed with the way he’s still skillfully playing with you and licking up your neck and the shell of your ear.

“You okay?” Carmy sighs, holding your chin in his hand and looking you over with a small satisfied smile on his face.

You smile against his hand letting out a laugh at your current situation.

“Fucking better than ever, but we’ve got to get out of this bathroom before someone notices that we’ve been gone for like 30 minutes.” you say getting off of him and you both let out a moan at the feeling.

He helps you clean up and adjust your dress before you help him put his hat back on and you leave the bathroom first , laughing to yourself.

You notice some people looking at you and then Carmy walking out behind you and entering the room where the party is still going.

You look around the room and find Natalie dancing next to her mother and Pete and she gives you a wink when her eyes catch yours.

Richie walks over half drunk and with a smirk plastered on his face.

“Well shit cousin, what vampire attacked you on your way to the bathroom?” He jokes and you look over at him with lipstick all over the collar of his coat and bright purpley-red love bites forming on the column of his throat and the side of his neck.

“I don’t know dickhead, maybe the same one that’s on Tiff’s neck over there.” Carmy fires back and Richie smirk drops instantly.

“ Who the fuck invited that ass-wipe? It’s family only.” He says and you both laugh because Richie’s technically not even blood-related but he’s family.

“You coming with us cousin or you’re going to work it out with Tiff? We’re gonna call it a night.” Carmy asks and Nat walks over, giving Carmen the Remy and presents that were lost throughout the night.

“And listen to another round of whatever you two had going on last night? Hell no. I’m going to get this prick out of her face.” Richie says patting Carmy’s shoulder and walking off.

“I’m guessing Remy didn’t make the cut for the little bathroom adventure. Don’t worry, I'll be sending you a bill for the cleaning supplies. Asshole. You two are taking off already?” Natalie says half jokingly, pushing Carmen.

“Yeah, you know how it is. I’m old now. It’s 11. Gotta be up at 5 tomorrow so I’m gonna try and get some sleep. Say goodbye to mom and everyone else for me?” he asks and you give Natalie one last hug.

She whispers a “thank you” in your ear before letting you go.

“Yeah yeah. Get out of here loser... It was nice to actually see you smiling tonight and just being here in general. I’ve missed you, you know.” She says and he nods fully understanding what she meant.

“Family dinner, next week. Our place, Thanksgiving. See you then.” Carmen reminds her and he takes the presents from her and with that you two are on your way home possibly for round two and three and that flan that was mentioned earlier.

4 months away from being married and you still couldn’t be happier with your choice for a life partner.

#carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmy smut #the bear #carmy the bear #fanfic for black girls

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