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sturncrazy · 3 months

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SECRET KINK

Chris Sturniolo x y/n (fem!)

(anyone else = green)

warnings: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT!!NSFW 18+

this is from a request for a breeding kink soooo!! hope u enjoyyyy🫶🫶

(breeding kink…obvi, no protection, pet names, praise, lang, and light mentions of drinking at beginning)

authors note: GUYS!!! sorry it’s been a fucking MINUTE!!! schools been whopping my ass but i’m back babyyyyyy!! and to the baddie that sent in a request lemme say girl don’t apologize for being into the breeding kink stuff cause i think it’s hot too🫶💋

word count: 3,112

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“here❤️” you texted chris,

pulling your car into the driveway.

“doors open❤️ the boys are still here, dw they’ll head out in a bit”

“nw! i wanna say hi” you checked your makeup in your mirror. you and chris had been dating for almost a year and you spent a chunk of the week sleeping at each others houses. chris had been having a “boys night” with his brothers and their friend, and you could hear their voices shouting over video games as you walked in the door.

“hi boys!” you said entering the living room. you were received with a serises of enthusiastic grins, but none of them seemed able to budge from their game. you walked up to chris and gave him a kiss on top of his head.

“hi beautiful” he grinned at you briefly

“hi hon—ooh! can i have one?” you asked, glancing at the table full of beer cans.

“yeah of course! help yourself” chris said, returning his focus back to the game.

“oh man fuck you” said nate, throwing down his controller in defeat. you chuckled and snagged yourself a can out of the fridge. nate fussed around the coffee table, already bored.

“what’s this” he said, holding up a card game box.

“some shit we got as PR, but it’s a drinking game i think? don’t know, we can’t exactly post about it” chris said, momentarily glancing up from his video game. nate unwrapped it and flipped through the deck.

“damn these are crazy” he said, his eyes going wide.

“really?” matt said, clearly uninterested.

“yeah like, just straight up asks your body count or take a shot”

“ooooo how improper” you mocked. nate gave you the finger, kiddingly.

“read me one. i’ll be the judge of how fun the game actually is” the video game was becoming increasingly boring to watch

“okay, tough guy” nate said, skimming for a better card. his eyebrows raised, apparently landing on one

“what’s the craziest kink you have? drink half your drink if you don’t answer” you sucked in your lips, and raised your can to your mouth.

“oooooo” nick chimed in

“bet chris already knows that one” nate said, slapping chris on the shoulder. chris laughed, his tongue folding over the front of his top teeth forming a cocky expression.

“nuh uh, you couldn’t waterboard that shit out of me” you snorted. chris shot you a curious look.

“weird game, probably meant for horny high schoolers” you quickly tried to end the conversation and settled down on the couch next to chris, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and your fingers into his hair. he smiled up at you and gave you a kiss on the cheek, which resulted in him getting killed off in the game.

“aw shit” he muttered

“sorry babe” you chuckled

“YES! FUCK YEAH! I WIN!” nick yelled moments later, while matt chucked his remote half across the room.

“who’s playing me again?” nick asked, eager for another victory.

“not me man, i gotta get home and get some sleep” nate stretched.

“i can give you a ride” matt said, reaching for his car keys

“sweet. alright, bye brotha” nate said, pulling chris in for a half hug

“bye, y/n” he continued, tussling the top of your hair in a familial way.

“night, nate!” you laughed out as he and matt headed for the door.

“wanna get to bed soon? i’m pretty wiped out” you said turning to chris

“yeah sure thing. i just need to shower” he smiled up at you.

“let’s head downstairs” he patted your leg, urging you to stand up and took your hand, leading you to his room in the basement.

“night nick!” you shouted out

“uh huh” he half answered, clearly engulfed in another game. you followed chris and padded down the steps to the lower level. chris had claimed this floor his and had done a nice job with it, particularly since you helped. it was cozy and felt secluded. plus, the privacy of being two floors from where his brothers slept was an added bonus. you flopped onto chris’s bed and reached for the tv remote.

“cool if i take a shower now?” he asked, you nodded

“okay…better not be asleep when i get out” while chris was in the shower you snagged one of his old t shirts and tossed it on as a nightshirt. your eyelids were just growing heavy, when you heard his bathroom door pop open. chris walked out in plaid pj pants, shirtless, rubbing a towel against his damp hair. he looked effortlessly hot—enough to wake you back up. he gave you a smile

“i love seeing you in my clothes” you continued to stare dumbly at his body, you’d never get over the sight of him.

“you fallin asleep?”

“well now i’m up” you said dramatically giving him a once over, eyes wide.

“little freak” he mumbled, bending over you to give you a kiss.

“dick” you teased, shoving him playfully. he crashed down on the bed next to you. you moved your head to his bare chest. he wrapped an arm around your shoulders pulling you close, before speaking against the top of your hair

“hey speaking of you being a freak”

“oh?” you laughed shooting him a look.

“was nate right that i’d know your answer in that game?”

“well…” you struggled for words a moment too long, chris caught on and pulled back to look you in the eyes. his mouth ajar in a shocked smile

“WHAT?! WHAT IS IT?! cmon y/n you have to tell me”

“what?? no way! nope!” you shook your head vigorously

“what? that’s so not fair. why not?”

“cause…i dunno it’s embarrassing. nuh uh” you felt your face begin to flush.

“we’ve had sex like a million times. and you’re telling me THIS is embarrassing?!”

“okay well that stuff is different”

“what stuff”

“like…fantasy…y’know?”

“oh so you’ve had FANTASIES you’re hiding from me” nothing you were saying was deteriorating chris’s curiosity.

“well no not fantasies but like stuff i’d never ACTUALLY do”

“you’re killing me here please TELL ME”

“NO!” you dragged the word out and rolled into a ball away from him, laughing. chris clamored on top of you and rolled you onto your back, pinning your arms down on either side of your head forcing you to look at him

“tell me right now i swear to god” he said smiling down at you, his still wet hair brushing against his eyes. you hated to admit the way he was holding you down was already turning you on.

“you’re gonna think i’m weirddd” you whined

“no i WONT! i promise” he let go of one wrist and offered you his pinky. you locked yours with him and widened your eyes

“you SWEAR you won’t judge me”

“cross my heart hope to die”

“you’re an idiot”

“just TELL ME”

“OKAY OKAY” you pushed him off you and sat up, facing him.

“but just to be clear, i’m not saying we’d ever like do it. i’m totally happy never doing this it’s just like a weird thing—“

“ehhhh whatever enough spit it out” chris said cutting you off. you rolled your eyes at his childish behavior and took a deep breath in.

“okay fine. i guess i’ve always kinda had a breeding kink?” you winced at your own confession. chris raised an eyebrow

“i mean i’ve never done anything to act on it, but like the idea of it is just hot to me…i know it’s weird”

“so is it just the idea of like not pulling out?” his tone was impossible to read and you felt your palms begin a nervous sweat, what if this freaked him out?

“no-well i mean— that’s a part of it yeah—but not just that, y’know?” chris nodded, taking in what you’re saying.

“but you’re on birth control right? like nothing would actually…?” he raised his hand, in gesture to what he meant.

“oh no, i guess it’s sorta more a role play thing? it’s not that i actually’d wanna get pregnant, just more the idea of pretending like that—i—it’s weird i know—sorry—“

“i don’t think so” he cut you off, shaking his head. you froze slightly

“you don’t?” he gave you a small smirk

“no, i get” you felt your heart beat heavily against your chest. he studied your face for a moment, the silence in the room drowned out by the obvious tension, before he suddenly broke out of it.

“so, what are we watching?” he asked lightly, lying back with his an arm behind his head and facing the tv. you felt a small wave of disappointment at the sudden shift, but went with it.

“oh i dunno, nothing looks great” you sighed, lying back down onto chris’s chest. he mumbled a response into the top of your head, his free hand softly brushing up and down your arm. you picked back up the remote and continued to flip through the screen. you landed on an old comfort show and before you knew it the conversation seemed like ancient history. chris eventually moved his arm from yours to around your waist. you raised a leg over his. your eyes flitted down to his fingertips where he was playing with the hem of his shirt you were wearing. he mustve noticed because he began to pull the fabric up higher, exposing even more of your barely covered lower half. you looked up at him and raised an eyebrow.

“what?” he chuckled

“whatcha doing there christopher”

“nothing” he mused, watching his own hands fumble with the shirt, the occasional bump of his cold fingertips against your skin sending little jolts through your body

“y’just look so sexy like this” he mumbled

“oh yeah?” his hands now lightly grazing your bare hip bone, the angle of your body being the only thing keeping you from behind entirely exposed.

“mhm. gets me all worked up”

“how worked up” you said in a innocent tone, looking up at him with doe eyes before sliding the hand your had from his stomach to his crotch. his eyes screwed shut and he let out a small hiss as your palm reached his already stiff clothed length. you scoffed lightly.

“hard for me already, huh?” you began to rub your hand against him, adding some pressure. chris squirmed under your touch, a faint groan escaping him. he nodded.

“aww poor thing. want me to help you out?” you said in a sweetly, palming his dick harder. he nodded his head, again, vigorously. you removed your hand to spit on it and he watched you wide eyed. you bit your lip in a smile, loving getting to see his face contort in desperation as you moved your hand down the waistband of his pjs. you wrapped your grip around his hard cock, it twitched against your touch and he let out an unsteady breath. you kept your eyes on him as you began to pump your hand up and down his length, watching him let out small moans and grasp at the sheets nearby.

“oh—fuck—“ chris sighed out. throwing his head back, his eyes rolling back into the sockets. his obvious enjoyment only made you want to hear more. you began to leave wet open mouthed kisses on his chest and moved down, slowly. his stomach flexed against each kiss and he whined against your teasing. you reached his waistband and looked up at him. he lifted his hips, allowing you to discard the pjs. his throbbing cock, still slick with your spit, slapped against his stomach. you returned your hand to wrap around the base of it and brought your lips to leave a sloppy kiss on its flushed tip. he shuddered before you began to lower down, sinking his dick into your mouth. you bobbed your head up and down, a trail of spit leaving your mouth. chris’s groans and curses filled the room in harmony with your occasional gags against his length. you felt one of his large hands reach for the back of your head. you tried to prepare yourself for him to push you further down, fucking your throat as he often liked to, but we’re surprised when he yanked your hair back, pulling you off of him. you looked up at him in confusion. he smirked and reached for your waist to bring you closer to him

“can’t cum yet baby” he lifted you onto his lap, his lips brushing yours

“don’t wanna waste any of it” he rasped against your mouth

“wha—“ you tried to question, as he wrapped an arm around your waist and tossed you onto your back. he pinned you, wrists by your head, and leaned down

“you heard me” he said cockily, before beginning to kiss you. you almost managed to fight for more answers, but chris began to grind his exposed rock hard dick up against your pussy and your mind went blank.

“oh—god—“ you moaned dumbly, raising your hips higher to meet his motion. his cock began to run up and down against your slick bare folds, brushing your clit repeatedly.

“such a good girl—so wet for me” he breathed out, the tip of his dick just barely adding pressure against your throbbing entrance. you heaved and thrashed underneath him. he kept your arms pinned and savored watching you become even more desperate.

“chris—please—“

he leaned down, his lips brushing against yours, and slide his hands to lock into yours.

“you ready baby?” he rasped out, letting go of your hands. you nodded and moaned against him.

“good” he said with a kiss before beginning to slide himself deep into your core. you let out a whimper as the tip of his dick pressed up against your most sensitive spot. a groan tumbled from chris’s lips and his eyes rolled back at the feeling of your walls fully tightening around him.

“god you feel so good, baby” he mumbled, before pulling back out of you almost fully

“please—fuck me, chris—“ you almost cried out, your pussy aching for more.

“—i need it so bad”

“yeah? you need my dick, honey?” he said sweetly, smirking down at you. you whined again and nodded as he thrusted deep into you again.

“oh god—yes—“ your fingernails reached to latch themselves deep into the flesh of his shoulders as he began to find a steady slow rhythm in and out and in and out of your squelching wet core. Chris’s eyes scanned your face and body lying beneath him as he fucked into you. they landed on your stomach and he licked his lips at the sight.

“fuck—look—can see me inside you—“

sure enough, his hard length created a bulge against your stomach with each thrust deep into you. Chris lowered a hand to press against it. you bit your lip and sighed out, too overwhelmed with pleasure to speak. He nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck, groaning against your skin and bit your earlobe lightly.

“can’t wait to fuck a baby into you” he hoarsely whispered

“what—“ you half moan out, still too consumed with pleasure to think straight

“you heard me, sweetheart—gonna fill you up and stuff your little pussy—you’ll look so pretty all full of my cum”

your stomach twisted and your heart raced. you couldn’t help but let out an almost pornographic moan at chris’s words.

“you want me to give you a baby? huh, princess?”

“fuck yes—-please—“ you said, desperately. chris continues to slam into you, perfectly hitting where you needed him most. he gave you a passionate kiss before saying against your lips

“you gonna take every drop of my load, right?“

“yes chris—i promise—“

“such a good girl”

“don’t fucking stop—fuck—“

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna give your pussy all the cum it deserves” he started to pick up the pace of his even plunges into you and the sound of your skin slapping against his began to echo in the room.

“gonna get you all big and fat and pregnant. well make the prettiest baby in the world”

“oh god—feels so fucking good—“ you whimper

“you ready, baby? want my cum in you now?” chris groaned, breathlessly. you felt your walls tighten around him as the familiar knot in your stomach started to form.

“yes—-please—fuck chris fill me with your cum—“ his dick twitched inside you at your words

“you’re gonna make such a perfect mommy—you’re doing so good for me gorgeous—just keep taking me just like that—”

the knot in your stomach begins to reach its last moments

“Chris—fuck—I’m gonna cum—“ you cry out

“good girl—cum all over my cock, sweetheart—“ Chris huffed out, coaxing you to release. your hearing begins to buzz as you feel yourself come undone. Chris continues to fuck you through your high as his motions begin to get more sloppy, the clenching of your walls bringing him closer to cumming.

“Ohhh—oh shit baby—“ he began to whine

“mmm that’s it—cum in me, chris—put your baby in me” you sigh out, wrapping your arms around his neck as you start to regain your senses

“ohh—nggh—i’m cumming—fuck, baby—-here it comes—“ chris pants as he roughly thrusts into you, his thighs and upper arms shaking slightly.

“OHHHH—“ his brow furrows as his release takes over. he lets out a loud moan as he haults, his cock buried all the way inside you. he shoots hot, thick, strands of his cum deep inside your walls, and then collapses against your body. the two of you try to regain your breath. chris lifts himself back up to look down at you and gives you a kiss, still buried inside you. you smile against his lips.

“how was that” he breathed out

“fucking perfect” you giggled

“yeah? i think so too” he chuckled, giving you a peck before lifting himself higher off you to pull out of you. he removed himself, gently trying to be aware of your sensitivity. you whined at the loss a little. he sits back and stares between your legs where your entrances still pulsates slightly, his cum leaking out. his jaw went slack

“what?” you giggled again, feeling a little embarrassed

“i could get used to seeing that” he said, not pulling his eyes away

“chrissss” you whine, attempting to shut your legs. he stops you with his arms

“nuh uh” he says before taking two of his fingers up to collect his cum and shoving them back inside you. you let out a sharp moan at the sudden feeling. he leans back over you with a smirk

“can’t waste any” he said, giving you yet another kiss

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HEHE

hope u guys like this one

ITS GOOD TO BE BACK!!!!

💋

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xsturniellax · 9 months

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𝙵𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚘

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜/𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍.

𝙰/𝚗: 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!

☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻☻

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭. 𝐈 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐝𝐮𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐒𝐨 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩.

𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩. 𝐇𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝.

"𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐩, 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚.

"𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬." 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐧. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞. 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.

"𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨." 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲, 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚.

"Ｓｍｉｌｅ!" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐢𝐫.

"𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐝.

𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞!

𝐀𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐮𝐩, 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞. 𝐀𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫. 𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝, 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚.

"Ｓｍｉｌｅ 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞!" 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬. 𝐈 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫.

𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠.

𝐖𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲/𝐧." 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

"𝐀𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞?" 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲.

"𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡!" 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞.

"Ｓｍｉｌｅ! " 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭. 𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

𝐖𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞.

"𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨?" 𝐇𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞.

"𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲!" 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚.

"Ｓｍｉｌｅ! " 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝...

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