#khlo

ʙʙsғ!ғʟɪʀᴛʏ!ᴄʜʀɪs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏʙʟɪᴠɪᴏᴜs!sᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴛᴄʜᴇɴ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ . . .

tw: kissing, slight hickeys, flirty!Chris, reader is oblivious to Chris's feelings towards her, slight smut if you think about it, fluff

NOT PROOFREAD !! SORRY IF THERES TYPOS 😅

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you had slept over at the sturniolos house, it was basically your second home. Everyone was asleep, everyone except you. Your stomach grumbled a little, the thought of some delicious krsft mac n cheese was all you could think of. You quietly got off the couch and cautiously tip-toed to the kitchen, trying not to wake Nick, Matt, and Chris.

Once you made it to the kitchen, you deliberatly did everything yoh needed to do to make the mac n cheese silently. Getting the pot and strainer, butter, milk, and a tiny bowl for you.

You were stirring the noodles, thinking you didnt wake anyone, until you felt arms snake around your waist and hands pressed lightly against your hips. You knew immediately who it was — Chris. Chris was your best friend. You were closer to him than Nick and Matt. Except Chris loved you- you couldn't know, no- you could never know, Chris didn't want to ruin your friendship because of his feelings, unsure if you even slightly felt the same because you were so oblivious.

"what're you doing up so late baby?.." Chris muttered, voice full of sleep as he lightly pecked your bare shoulder. "Just making food, I got hungry." You muttered, trying not to wake the others. You continued lightly stirring the noodles, making sure you don't overcook them.

Chris on the other hand, continued to kiss your shoulder and neck- this was basically normal for you, Chris was always touching or kissing you. You assumed it's just what best friends do. He continued to lightly peck the soft skin of your neck, before lightly nipping, his hands gripping your hips a bit tighter. "pretty baby.. so soft.." he muttered, not meaning to say that out loud. But you didn't notice, you were too busy stirring the noodles in the pot.

once Chris got his face out of your neck, he saw he left a faint hickey. He smirked to himself, knowing you won't know where it came from and would automatically assume it's just a random bruise.

Chris watched you for a minute before spinning you around, still holding your hips, and lightly kissing your lips, his hands moving down from your hips to your soft, plump ass, stopping himself right under the curve of your ass, fingers lightly touching the skin through your pink pajama pants. Before pulling away smirking. "Sorry baby, go back to your noodles." He spoke, voice raspy from sleep.

And you did, not thinking anything of it. Chris walked out of the kitchen, member throbbing in his sweatpants just from barley touching you, he couldn't wait until he finally got to touch you.

walk this way

ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴜʟᴇ -

fratboy!chris x nicks bsf!reader. (part 1)

tw : flirting, closeness

NOT PROOFREAD !!

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Nick was your best friend. You guys did everything together, but, he had one rule: 𝙣𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨.

And what Nick ment by that: don't be a random hookup, don't flirt with him, don't even look nor breath the same air as him. And you knew the reason why Nick didn't want you to date his brother; Chris was a player, a liar, literally anything negative in a relationship you could think is Christopher.

Chris didn't do relationships, it was always just random hookups and then girls would get completely ghosted the next day.

Now, your at Chris, Nick, and Matt's shared dorm. Hanging out with Nick, watching a movie.

Once the movie ended, Nick got up to go shower. "We can watch those dumb sappy romcoms you like when I'm out of the shower" he said as he was walking down the hall. Being by yourself now you started scrolling on Instagram.

a few minutes later, you heard someone padding down the hallway, you looked up from your phone to see Chris walking over and sitting on the opposite end of the couch your on. "what're you doing here alone?" He spoke in a monotone almost.

"just sitting here, waiting for Nick." You said, directing your focus back to your Instagram feed. But Chris didn't seem like he was going to leave any time soon.

"do you want me to sit here with you till he gets back?" His icy blue eyes looking you up and down before his gaze rested on your brown eyes, which looked up at him.

"it's your dorm Chris, I'm not gonna tell you where you can and can't be" you spoke, smiling a little at your own snarky reply.

"oh really? So I can be.... right here?" He drew his words out as he made his way right next to you, your shoulders nudging against each other.

"Well, now your in my personal space, Chris." She spoke, looking at him as he had this boyish grin on his face, thinking his idea to get as close as he could to you would work.

"awh c'mon mama" he basically pouted, slightly upset you had outdone him on his own trick.

mama.

Something Chris had never called you before until just 5 seconds ago. You felt your heart flutter a tad but at the nickname.

but, avoiding the way her heart beat a little faster at the closeness and the nickname, she spoke. "Your still in my personal space" you said with a little smile on your face.

Chris, getting the hint but not taking it, stayed close, "y'know, your pretty when you smile, makes you look all- just pretty." he spoke. his gaze wandering over your face, as if trying to remember every detail on it.

you tried to stop yourself from smiling even harder, but the way he just complimented you made your stomach do backflips.

"thank you Chris" you said as he shrugged, “'ts no problem mama-" he was cut off by the sound of Nick's shower turning off, he got up.

"well uh- nicks gonna lose his mind if he sees me talking to another one of his friends." And he just walked away.

the way he just said it. "Nicks gonna lose his mind if he sees me talking to another one of his friends" make your chest ache in a way you've never felt it before. He was just so sweet, but then you remembered why Nick had that rule set.

Chris was a player. You couldn't just magically change him.

after what felt like an eternity with your thoughts, Nick finally came back into the living room, sitting down and getting comfortable.

"sorry I took forever" he said, grabbing the remote to put on one of those cheesy romance movies you absolutely love.

"you okay?" Nick said, his eyebrows furrowing, he could tell by the look in your eye that something was wrong.

"huh?- no I'm fine, just thinking." You reassured him, lying straight to his face. You couldn't say it's because of his brother who he told you to stay away from.

He nodded, "well get out of your head silly, I played your favorite." and you guys sat there in silence. Nick being completely unaware of the dull feeling in your stomach after your moment with Chris, and the guilt that washed over you from lying to him.

// AN : eeekkk!! okay guys pt1 of the series I'm actually so excited and I just wanna thank @jrikimsturniolo for this amazing idea lmaoo

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fratboy!chris x nicks bsf!reader (part 2)

tw: partying, alcohol, smoking, smutsmutsmut, unprotected p in v, drunk sex, reader doesn't know who she's having sex with (yet😈), hickeys

again, NOT PROOFREAD, sorry queens 😅

read part 1 here

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2 weeks after that encounter with Chris, you almost completely forgot about it.. or well, tried to.

Nick and your friend group informed you about this party the frat boys were hosting.. which included Chris, he's basically king of the fratboys at the school.

You didn't want to go, parties weren't really your thing, you preferred staying at home, cozy in your pajamas, watching old films. But, they begged and begged and kept trying to convince you to go with them until you eventually gave in.

Fast forward to Saturday, you put on a black dress that was a tad bit to short, but it'll work. You straightened your hair and put on some makeup. Nick picked you and your other friends up, offering to be the driver.

Once you got to the party all your friends scurried to different places, Nick went to his other friends, one went to the bar, one went to the snacks, once you finally stepped in all you could smell was cheap alcohol and weed, so much weed you thought you were gonna get high just from inhaling the scent.

You went to the bar and grabbed a red solo cup, and began to mix drink together forming your new signature drink.

you drank about 5 of those.

To the point you were drunk, almost hammered. Your eyesight was blurry and you were stumbling every so often.

Someone, a boy, in grey sweatpants and a black shirt walked up to you, you tried to get a look at their face, but all you could see was a blue, and those icy blue eyes like nicks, but you couldn't put a pin on who it was.

"woah, your dunk." He said, putting his hand on your shoulder. " you okay khlo?" khlo? how did this supposed stranger know your name?

"uhh- yes.. yes I'm fine I'm just.. just tipsy—" you slurred your words, suddenly it felt as if you were holding the earth on your back, your legs felt weak.

The mystery icy blue eyed boy put his arms around your waist to balance you, and it almost felt as if they were meant to belong there, it felt so perfect. You heart him chuckle faintly as his grip on your waist got tighter.

You gripped onto his shirt, drawing yourself closer to him to the point were you could smell the mixture of weed and expensive cologne.

He smirked, his hands drifting from your waist to your hips as he laughed right in your ear, sending jolts down to your core from the closeness and the feeling of his warm breath lingering on your ear.

"do you wanna go lie down somewhere?" He cooed in your ear as his thumb aimlessly traced circles on your hip. You nodded, wanting to lie down but the need for this mystery main ate you alive.

He led you upstairs, into a room and closed the door, laid you on the bed on your back, you whimpered, tugging the man's shirt, "need you.." you whined, which made the boy smirk. he started kissing your neck, then sucking on your skin, leaving various hickeys in different places on your neck.

"yeah? Want me to take care of you baby?" He said in a teasing manner, already hiking your dress up your thighs to rest on your hips

"yes..." You whined, nodding. The boy spent no time pulling down your panties, the cold air hitting your wet heat, causing you to inhale sharply.

The boy waisted no time to pull down his sweatpants and boxers, his thick cock already hard, his pink tip already dripping with precum.

"you sure you wanna do this?" The mystery man said, grunting as he tried to hold back from just fucking you stupid, " yes!... Please.. " you slurred, reaching for any part of him just to draw him closer.

And as if on cue, the boy entered your slick heat, groaning at the tightness, you moaned loudly at the stretch, you've fucked people before but this guy was longer, thicker, just what you needed.

All his inches were buried inside you, his tip kissing your cervix, causing you to let out a long broken cry, the pleasure overwhelming, you started grinding your hips, needing friction, needing something.

The boy moaned at the sudden actions, starting to buck his hips into you, thrusting at a decently fast pace. The feeling causing you to arch your back and moan, "fuck.. ohmygod.." you whined.

As he kept thrusting in you, you felt your stomach tighten, your walls clenching around him, you were close. "Im- I'm gonna- fuck.. in about to-"

"I know.. cum for me baby.. c'mon you can do it" the boy cooed, starting to thrust into you harder to reach your climax.

Your orgasm hit you like a train, a cry broken from you as he continued pounding into you, chasing his own release.

And he eventually did, releasing his hot, sticky seed into you as you clenched your walls around him, milking his cock.

Once he pulled out of you, he didn't bother grabbing your panties which were thrown on the floor, just pulled your dress back down.

He put his boxers along with his sweatpants back on his now soft member. Lying down on the bed with you, holding your waist as you drifted off to sleep.

And so did the mystery boy.

Once you woke up, head pounding from the immense hangover your having, your vision was finally clear, you looked around the room, it was pretty neat for a college boy, basketball posters, and that familiar cologne, still unable to put a pin on who's it was.

and that's when you see it.

sitting on the dresser, in front of the window, next to watches and earrings, you see it.

the black fitted cap.

Chris's cap.

// AN :: oooh cliffhanger hahahahah okay well this was my first actual smut post uh chat am I goated or am I goated