ethan landry's bbg

“push me and choke me ‘til i pass out.”

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a/n: first fic on this accounttttt!! not rlly a fic more like a blurb. not my best its 1:30 am

warnings: smut w/o plot, choking, praise kink, unprotected sex (bad idea!!) but he pulls out, dom!chris x sub!reader, swearing, teasing, use of ma

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you were in for a ride. 

there you were, getting fucked in missionary on chris’ bed.

it was just like any other time, he was rough. thrusting in and out like there’s no tomorrow, spitting on your pussy, making you suck his fingers.

but- 

“chris!” you gasped out, feeling his hand wrap around your throat. 

it was unfamiliar… but so damn good. god, it felt like all your senses were heightened.

“mmf, good girl. such a good fuckin girl. takin it so well.” he groaned softly, not wanting matt and nick to hear, as he continued to thrust roughly. 

you tried speaking, but you were too focused on the new sensation. the new sensation of his hand on your neck. the hand you loved oh so much.

chris noticed this, however. “aw, poor baby can’t talk. ‘sokay ma, i know it feels good.” he teased, making you clench around him.

“oh y’ liked that.” he grinned, but stopped teasing you as he saw your pissed off face.

“CHRIS- chris i’m gonna- oh chris!” you moaned as you felt your climax nearing. “me too, ma,” he groaned, pulling out and spilling all over your tummy. you quickly followed suit, your body jerking and squirming as you finally came.

chris’ hand immediately let go of your neck as he plopped down beside you.

after you two caught your breath, you turned to him, smiling slightly, “you should choke me again. maybe even ‘til i pass out.”

“y’dick’s so big, luke, ngh— fuck!” you mewled, his movements never faltered though. He didn’t stop, he wouldn’t stop. This new fucking kid in camp, Percy, Percy was his name. Trying to take his title? He must’ve been fucking stupid.

“oh fuuuckk, look at y’pussy, clenching ‘round me so, augh— tight..” he groaned. when you mewled and moaned about how you couldn’t take he let out a raspy laugh.

why was he laughing?

“fuckin’ kid can’t do it, take my— fuck, fuckin’ spot. Lucky I have my girls right Ma? y’re close arent cha’?” his cock slammed against your sweet spot repeatedly, causing you to be loud, so fucking loud for him.

“mmhm! m’close f’ you— ah luke!” his thrusts were slowing down yet he went deeper than ever. Something you didn’t know was possible.