FRIENDS- C.STURNIOLO
pairing: chris x reader
summary:in which chris and reader have always had a flirty friendship but theres more to it then just flirting. what will happen when chris confronts the girl about all the drunken hook ups they had?
warnings: swearing, slight arguing, f!recieving, p in v, fluff.
chris and y/n have been friends for three years now they met thru social media and they have always had a flirty friendship with eachother.
the two were very close some would say way too close for someone who is just friends.
they claim theyre just friends but friends dont look at friends that way nor just friends know the way eachother tastes.
they both are too stubborn to admit to eachother that they have feelings for eachother.
they have hooked up a few times here and there most of the times when they were drunk but once they were both sober. this is how it always happens they go to a party get drunk then they start making out and getting handsy with eachother til chris ends up having her bent over a bathroom sink.
they never bring up these moments to eachother. they like to keep it that way so they dont have to talk about their feelings. they both avoid doing so because of the fact that they are both scared of commitment.
everyone sees it though they can tell how inlove with eachother they are. everyone except the two of them can tell. which deep down they both know but they are too scared to admit it.
y/n was currently on her way to chris’ house to hangout. she was excited to see him as she hadnt seen him or his brothers for a week because they were in boston.
she had been waiting all week to see him. she missed his presence and hanging with him. as much as she hated to admit it she missed the feeling of his lips on hers and the feeling of their bodies being connected as one. she missed it more than she should. she knew she shouldnt feel like this because theyre supposed to just be friends.
little did the girl know that chris felt the same exact way. always constantly thinking of her lips on his and them pretty lil noises that come out of her mouth when he’s balls deep inside of her.
the girl had pulled into the driveway of his house. she parked and walked into the boys house as this was their usual routine.
chris was currently sitting on the couch with his brothers as the girl walked up the stairs into the living room.
the boys smiled instantly when they saw the girl walking over to the couch. the girl immediately went over to chris and sat down next to him and he pulled her into his arms.
“missed you” chris mumbled as he held the girl in his arms.
“missed you too” she said.
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it had been a few hours of the two hanging out and now they were currently in his room. chris wanted to talk to the girl about everything from
the hookups that they promised to not talk about to him having feelings for her.
“hey y/n?” chris said softly as they were laying beside eachother.
“hmm?” the girl said.
“we needa talk.” he said as he got up from laying on her chest.
“about what?” the girl said confused.
“what do you mean what? we need to talk about us!” he said looking at her.
“chris what us? we are just friends.” the girl said and thats what set chris off.
“what the fuck do you mean we are just friends? so all the times we have hooked up and everything that meant nothing to you!?” chris raised his voice a bit feeling hurt from the words the girl had said.
“we were drunk chris!”she said not being able to find the right words she actually wanted to say.
“oh so im just another drunken hook up to you!? thats nice to know thats how you think of me.” chris said as he got off of his bed standing up.
“you’re not just another hookup chris! stop with the fucking nonsense coming from your mouth!” the girl said rolling her eyes.
with that chris sat back on his bed inching his face close to the girls. “look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t feel the same way about me as i feel about you.” he said with his voice raspy.
the girl felt heat instantly go to her core the way he was talking and looking at her. “i cant do that.” she said scared to tell him how she truly feels about him.
“i know you have feelings for me just the way i have for you baby. its okay you dont have to be scared to tell me that.” he said as he closed the distance between the two smashing his lips onto hers.
the girl felt butterflies as this kiss was different from all the drunken ones. it was passionate filled with love and emotions.
the kiss was slow and gentle as chris pushed the girl back on the bed hovering over her and pressing his lips back on the girls.
the girl felt her core start to ache for him as she felt his errection growing against her core.
the kiss began to grow heated as chris rocked his hips against the girls causing her to let out a soft whimper into his mouth.
chris pressed a few soft kisses on her neck. “let me show you how much you mean to me baby.” he said playing with the hem of her shorts
“go ahead.”she said.
and with that chris slid her shorts off then slid her shirt off of her leaving her bare on his bed.
“so pretty baby.”he stared at her body in awe of how beautiful she was.
chris loved every part of her body. in his eyes she was the most beautiful girl ever. she was such a sweet girl, he loved the friendship she had with his brothers and the way they got along with them. chris just thought everything about the girl was so perfect.
chris slid his clothes off leaving him in his boxers as he hovered over the girl kissing her lips softly working his way down her body.
chris left soft kisses on the girls inner thighs leading up to her core licking a stripe up her wet cunt.
the girl let out a soft moan slightly bucking her hips causing chris to chuckle. “patience baby wanna take my time with you.”he said
he started to suck on the girls clit as he held her thighs down making eye contact with the girl as he swirled his tounge around her sensitive clit.
the girl ran her hands thru his hair as he started to work his tounge in and out of her entrance causing her to let out moans.
chris then attached his tounge back to her clit as he inserted a finger inside of her watching her facial expressions of pleasure.
the girl felt her orgasm growing closer and closer as she started to clench around chris’ finger.
“cum for me baby.” chris said as he added another finger starting to finger her at a fast pace.
the girl threw her head back in pleasure moaning loudly as she released all over his fingers.
chris slid his fingers out of her licking them clean as he pressed a soft kiss on his clit before hovering back over her. “always taste so sweet.”
chris reached down slipping his boxers off and pressed his lips onto hers kissing her sloppily as he brushed his tip against her entrance before pushing into her.
the girl whimpered into his mouth as he started thrusting into her as he interlocked their hands together as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
chris pressed soft kisses all over the girls face as he slowly started to pound into her just enjoying the moment,making love to her.
they held eachother close as he kept moving deep inside of her. nothing in the world mattered at the moment just the two of them.
chris rested his forehead on hers as he looked her in the eyes. “so beautiful.”he said as he started to thrust into her at a faster pace.
chris kept pressing soft kisses all over the girls face as he was balls deep inside of her hitting every inch. like her body was made just for him.
“you take me so well baby.” he said as she moaned in response.
at this point chris was taking his sweet time with her just enjoying the two of them being this close.
he kissed her softly as he started to pound into her as he felt her starting to clench around him.
“cum for me princess.” he said as he took his hand down to her clit starting to rub it with his thumb as his hips were rolling into hers.
the girl moaned his name repeatedly as she coated his cock with her cum. chris fucked her through her orgasm as she started to feel him twitch inside her hinting that he was gonna cum soon.
chris sloppily thrusted into her a few times as he came deep inside of her filling her up completely. he thrusted a few times helping him come down from his high before pulling out.
once he pulled out he laid beside the girl pulling her into his chest rubbing her back as he kissed her forehead.
“wanna go shower mama?”he asked her as she looked at him.
she had messy hair and swollen lips with a neck littered with hickeys but to chris she was the most beautiful girl ever.
“yeah lets take one” she said softly.
chris nodded and got up and picked her up carrying her to the bathroom.
he sat her down on his sink as he fixed the shower water for the both of them.
the girl sat there admiring him as he got the water ready for them. once he did that he came over to the girl picking her up and placing her into the shower.
he got in with her and held her close to him as they just stood underneath the water.
he rubbed her back as they stood underneath the water, he grabbed her chin making her look at him.
“i love you.” he said softly.
“i love you too chris.” she smiled.
chris kissed the girl softly letting those emotions show. she belonged to him and he belonged to her.
they werent just friends they were much more than that.
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x. polite because no one deserves to be purposefully treated rudely. kind because kindness keeps a person gentle. sweet because making people smile is uplifting. helpful for the same reason. supportive because if you dont have anything nice to say, it's extremely easy not to say anything at all. above all, do unto others what you would have them do unto you.
o. polite because it's the best way to fade all the way into the background. kind because i'm too afraid to let myself be cruel. sweet because of overwhelming&pathetic desperation to make people happy. helpful because it's too exhausting to cause waves. supportive because other's goals are a great distraction from my own. above all, a smile makes the best camouflage as long as no one can ever see you sweat.
x. lonely+isolated because of mental+physical health restrictions. i miss people-- i miss being surprised, i miss relating to people on any level that isn't abject pain. i miss connection, communion, community.
o. alone+introspective because it pays off to be so. i don't miss people at all-- in fact it is a true sign of growth that it is not my knee-jerk reaction to say that i hate them for everything that (an admittedly small sampling of) people have done to me.
x. i am so terrified of communication at this point, &traumatized by Other People just in general, that i regularly shut my notifications off on everything because the sound of any form of notification ring that i recognize can literally kick off vicious panic attacks and send me running for dark corners, lmao. i am pathetic-- but i am a survivor.
o: i am charming, fun, &social to varying degrees dependent on the work. i am adaptable, everything from the center of attention to support staff with ease. smiling through blood in my mouth&talking to basically anyone for minutes to hours is child's play-- literally, since that is when i learned it.
x. pride over the skills i've developed over a lifetime of nonsense. made possible by mania, perhaps.
o. shame over the skills i've developed over a lifetime of nonsense. put off by disassociation, definitely.
x. i am kind and small and smiling and invisible. please just leave me alone. please don't even look at me, i literally cannot bear it, i just want to be alone again, please do not hurt me, i will do anything to make you happy if you just promise not to hurt me.
o. i am vicious and bloody and loud, and i will make you look at me, i will make you see me. i will give you a reason for that sneer, &i have no problem giving and taking blood in the process. my blood is worth so much less that i will win this no matter what-- i am braver than you could ever be because i have nothing that i'm afraid i'll lose.
x: i just want to make people smile.
o: i just want to never see another living person ever again.
x: like me, like me, like me. please just like me. i just want to be safe from abject hatred. i just want to be likeable. i can be anything, anyone-- it isn't like i want to keep all my parts, anyway, just tell me what i need to toss to be normal. just tell me what to chop off to be loveable.
o: i will give you every reason to fucking hate me if that is what's going to happen, anyway. i have spent a lifetime becoming who i am, usually against my will-- i can finally look in the mirror without flinching, &i won't let anyone take that away from me. you'll pry my forced self-acceptance out of my cold, dead hands.
x: i have been so lucky. i have been so fucking lucky. every single day i am reminded of all the many ways it could have been worse, things could have been worse, life could have been worse. i am so lucky. i owe the red string everything for letting me finally be someone i like sometimes.
o: i might have been lucky, but somehow i doubt anyone treating my gratitude or happiness like a red flag would be capable of living a day in my life-- or any singular one of the days i've lived thus far. but i can definitely give them a taste if that's what they need to wipe the snide looks off their faces. i'll hate myself after for giving in to the temptation, though. i always do.
x: there's good in everything. if you look for it, there will always be good somewhere. you just need to look. happiness is a conscious decision. kindness is a conscious decision. being a decent person is a perpetual and conscious decision.
o: there's bad in everything, too, and the second i see it, i cannot unsee it. or forgive it, usually. why is it so much easier to see how much people fucking suck?
x: i want perfection. practice, constant effort, dedication-- i need perfection, i'll get perfection. if i can't, what's the point? if there's not even the possibility, what is the fucking point? how am i supposed to live if i know my lifelong goal is&always has been unattainable?
o. perfection isn't an objective possibility. how many times&different ways do i need to fail at the impossible reality before it actually settles in. it isn't possible. i'm dedicating my life to an impossible pursuit. more specifically, i'm committing myself to eternal&constant punishment for failure. why, though. why am i like this.
x. i hate myself so much sometimes i feel like i might actually lose my mind.
o. i am so full of pride sometimes i feel like i might burst at the fucking seams with it all.
x. i am terrified that i'm not capable of living unless it's fighting uphill. who am i without the struggle? who am i past the trauma?
o. if fighting uphill is what made me what i am, what does it matter if i never lose the edge? why should it matter if i need the extra motivation? if i can handle it, why should the struggle be a bad thing?
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wait wait wait there's something i just realized about the new trailer. now, this may be common knowledge already, but i hadn't really thought about it like this before and wanted to share my thoughts!
so, there's a scene in the trailer where aaravos is facing the camera and takes off his hood, much like he does when he first faces viren through the mirror. i didn't really think much of it until i saw this post by @legend-of-the-fandoms and suddenly it struck me! i have been wanting and expecting an interaction between callum and aaravos for a while now, and i wouldn't be surprised if aaravos tried to establish contact with callum sometime in season 4. but this post really made me think. is rayla going missing at the same time as callum is left alone with the mirror such a coincidence?
if aaravos wanted to manipulate callum in any way, rayla is both the problem and the solution. she is a problem because she is an elf and a possible voice of reason. as an elf, it's likely that she might know something about aaravos or how/why he was imprisoned. even if she doesn't, aaravos has reason to suspect she does, as he was trapped in the mirror for a long time and most likely doesn't know how much is known about him to the general public. also, rayla is a sharp-witted and strong warrior, as aaravos witnessed when she threw viren off the edge of the mountain in the end of season 3. it is much easier to judge the situation objectively from the outside, and she is the closest person to callum besides ezran, who is probably busy being a king, in addition to being a child. it would be logical to remove her from the equation, better safe than sorry, after all. by being so close and dear to callum, she also becomes a tool. how easy would it be to tempt him with enough power to find her and bring her back if she went missing?
now, am i saying aaravos fully planned her disappearance? no. but when she went to look for viren, do i think he could have taken that opportunity to remove a potential threat to his plans from the playing field? yeah, i do think that! how do i think he'd do that? to be honest, i'm not entirely sure. realistically, with viren barely hanging on to life, aaravos could definitely use claudia. she is both physically close to viren and deeply cares for him, as well as being skilled in dark magic, making her a very good, if not perfect, candidate for the position.
so, where exactly is rayla now and what has happened to her? i don't know. but i do strongly suspect aaravos may have had a hand in her disappearance. it just benefits him just a bit too much to be a complete coincidence.
(big ty to @chasvchalilah for updating me abt what's going on in the comic <3)
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