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"๐™จ๐™๐™š ๐™Ÿ๐™ช๐™จ๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™๐™š๐™–๐™ซ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™—๐™–๐™˜๐™ " โ˜… ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข... More

แดกแด‡สŸแด„แดแดแด‡!
แด…แด‡แด ษชสŸษช๊œฑสœ - แดษชแด›แด„สœแด‡สŸ แด„แด€แด แด‡
สŸแดแด แด‡ ษชs (ษดแดแด›) แด‡แด€sส - แด„สŸษชษดแด›แดษด แด„แด€แด แด‡
แด‡๊œฑแด„แดส€แด› - แดษชแด›แด„สœแด‡สŸ แด„แด€แด แด‡
๊œฑแด›แดส€ส ๊œฑแดœส™แดษช๊œฑ๊œฑษชแดษด แดแด˜แด‡ษด
แดกสœแด€แด› แดœ แด„แด€สŸสŸ แด›สœแด€แด› - แด„สœส€ษช๊œฑแด›ษชแด€ษด แด€ษดแด›สœแดษดส
แด„แด€สŸสŸ แดแด‡ ส™แด€แด„แด‹ - แด„สŸษชษดแด›แดษด แด„แด€แด แด‡
แดส™๊œฑแด‡๊œฑ๊œฑษชแด แด‡ - แดษชแด›แด„สœแด‡สŸ แด„แด€แด แด‡
แด›แดแด สŸแด€แด›แด‡ - แด„สœส€ษช๊œฑแด›ษชแด€ษด แด€ษดแด›สœแดษดส
แด˜แด€ส€แด€แด…ษชsแด‡ - แด„สŸษชษดแด›แดษด แด„แด€แด แด‡
แด„สœแดœส€แด„สœ - แดษชแด›แด„สœแด‡สŸ แด„แด€แด แด‡ (ษดแดแด› ส/ษด)
sแด›ส€แด€ษดษขแด‡ส€ แด›สœษชษดษขs - แด„สœส€ษชsแด›ษชแด€ษด แด€ษดแด›สœแดษดส
แดœษดแด„แดแดา“แดส€แด›แด€ส™สŸแด‡ - แด„สŸษชษดแด›แดษด แด„แด€แด แด‡
สœแด‡ส€ - แดษชแด›แด„สœแด‡สŸ แด„แด€แด แด‡
แด›ษชแด…แด€สŸ แดกแด€แด แด‡ - แด„สœส€ษชsแด›ษชแด€ษด แด€ษดแด›สœแดษดส
ษชษดแด›แด ษชแด› - แด„สŸษชษดแด›แดษด แด€ษดแด… แดษชแด›แด„สœแด‡สŸ แด„แด€แด แด‡
แด˜สŸแด‡แด€sแด‡ sแด›แด€ษดแด… ส™ส - แดษชแด›แด„สœแด‡สŸ แด„แด€แด แด‡
แด„แดษดsแดœแดแด‡ - แด„สœส€ษชsแด›ษชแด€ษด แด€ษดแด›สœแดษดส แด€ษดแด… แด„สŸษชษดแด›แดษด แด„แด€แด แด‡
ษดแดœแดส™ แด›แด แด›สœแด‡ า“แด‡แด‡สŸษชษดษข - แด„สŸษชษดแด›แดษด แด„แด€แด แด‡

สŸแดœ๊œฑแด› - แด„สœส€ษช๊œฑแด›ษชแด€ษด แด€ษดแด›สœแดษดส

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By aslvtforseungmin

"𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞,
𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐥' 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞."

𝘉𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴

Word Count: 1554

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*

This party was Christian's idea. He planned it, everything. You, on the other hand, just got asked if he could use your house for this party. He may be your best friend but sometimes he makes you break a nerve. Instead of being at this party, you would rather hang out with your boyfriend, (B/N). But you weren't sure if you wanted to hang out with him at all. But the problem is, your boyfriend is a little cheat and thinks you don't know it yet. Of course, you do though. He isn't that sly. Instead, he gets jealous every time you hang out with Christian and how he touches you sometimes in a way. Speaking of the devil, he started to walk towards your way with a cup of alcohol in his hand. He never drinks a whole lot like his friend, Mitchel, and at parties, it's the same way.


"Hey (Y/N)! Why aren't you partying? I didn't throw this party for nothing!" He looked at you with a small glaze as you laugh at him while shaking your head. "What? Did I do something wrong?" "No! Just," you couldn't think of the right words to tell him as you crossed your arms softly. "Why my house?" "Why your house?" "Yes! Why my house, Kras! Jesus.." He stood there with a blank stare, looking at you like you're the biggest dumbass on earth. "Cause your house is bigger than mine, idiot." He rolled his eyes at you as you rolled yours back. He placed his cup on the coffee table in the living room and headed back to you. Just as you two started playing around and talking, your boyfriend walked into the house and looked around the surrounding area.

"Shit.." 

"Shit what?" "My boyfriend's here you dumb fuck." You were unsure of what to do as you didn't want him here. And neither does Christian. Those two have the worst fights whenever you have him as a third wheel. And him being at this party with a bunch of people was not the greatest idea in the world. "What the fuck is he doing here? I don't want him here." Christian's voice raised only to where you could hear it as he stood up. You grabbed his wrist, stopping him from going over and punching the lights out of him. "Don't you think about it.." "Whatever... I don't want him here. You know what he did to you wasn't right." Yes, It wasn't right for him to cheat on you. But you thought you deserved it well enough.

"I got a plan but, follow me first." You whispered in his ear as he looked back at you with a small smile, getting up with you and walking over to the wall with some people around it. "What's this evil Dr. Doofenshmirtz plan you got up your sleeves?" He asked, making you look behind his broad-ish back as you spot your boyfriend still looking around for you. "Just follow my lead, okay?" You said softly as you looked up at him with a soft glaze. Your heart was beating fast as you felt the butterflies fly all around in your stomach. His looked killed your insides but you snapped out of it quickly.

"Your wha-" 

You cut him off with a passionate kiss, holding his cheeks firmly with a small grip to it as your eyes close softly. It took him a second to process but he gave in and kissed you right back, sliding his hands down to your waist as his grip seemed to be tighter than yours. Your hand slid behind his neck and ran your fingers in his hair, twirling his hair around your finger. His lips seemed to be chapped but you didn't care. The kiss felt tender yet sweet as Christian's hands rubbed your hips slowly. "What the fuck? (Y/N)?! What are you doing?" You heard your boyfriend yell at you across the room. Knowing that he was probably going to throw a punch. "She's cheating on you just like you cheated on her. Now get the fuck out of here." Mitchel stopped your boyfriend quickly and shoved him out of the door, waving at him with a cocky, sarcastic smile with a slam of the door shutting.

The situation was messy but you still laughed inside your head. After all that heated kissing, you felt Christian's hands lead to the edge of your shirt attempting to pull it off your body."Woah, Woah... Not here where everyone can watch." You whispered with a brief tone, stopping his hands from tugging at your shirt. "Well, is (B/N) gone?" "Clearly. Did you not hear Mitchel kick the fucker out?" "No. I was too busy making out with you." He smiled sarcastically as you rolled your eyes at the idiot in front of you. "Whatever.." You wanted to walk away from him but you couldn't. He stopped you with a grip on your wrist as he tugged your arm to get closer to him. 


"Did I say I was finished?" His smirk was readable, wanting more than what your plan was required to be. Your plan didn't include what he wanted though as he chuckled with a deep grin. "I want this plan to get better. not boring." Christian then dragged you upstairs and up into your bedroom, walking inside and closing the door behind him with a click of the lock. He then grabbed onto your neck and kissed you passionately with hunger mixed with it. Being surprised by his actions made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. But if this is what he wanted, you had to do it for him. Your hands moved over to the edge of his shirt as you tugged at it with neediness. Christian chuckled in the deep kiss as he took his shirt off right then and there. Throwing it somewhere else in the corner of your room.


You slid your fingers through his long-ish, dirty blonde hair and gripped it with a tight tug, causing him to groan between the kiss. As you two pulled away slowly, he bit his lip softly, looking up at you with a deep glaze. "You sure you want this?" You thought about it for a while as you nodded in agreement as a smile plastered your face. Christian chuckled softly and kissed your neck slowly, leading his kisses deeper as he sucked every area around your neck to create small yet dark red hickeys all over your neck. He licked every hickey on sight as he pinned your arms behind you, holding the wrist down to where you can't move them.

As he took his jeans and boxers right off, he laid down on the bed and sat his body right up, pulling you up and towards him as he undressed you all by himself."Now I would probably fuck you better than your boyfriend if you hold still~" He muttered under his breath as he licked his lips, aligning his dick near your womanhood area as he slid it right in. He then started to pound the shit out of you as you felt his neediness start to grow more, letting him get to the point of craving you. The more he pounded your insides, the more you wanted to moan out loud but you felt like you couldn't. "F-Fuck..~!" You moaned, laying your arms beside your head. The butterflies in your stomach start to fly in a crazed motion, making you feel ready to release. "Kr-Kras.. I'm so close..~" "Already huh~?" He moaned as he grunted within every thrust given inside you. "Y-Yeah.. ~" Your breath became steady and clenched your teeth, watching your legs twitch with pleasure and your stomach turn tightly. "Shit~! I'm gonna-" You couldn't hold it any longer as your liquids flooded out, letting it leak all over and around his dick as Christian's thrusts became sloppy.

"I- Fuck..~" His voice trembled as his accent seemed to come and play as he growled deeply, trying to go faster than what his speed was normally around. Just as time went by, he finally pulled out of you and released all over yourself and your body. "Holy fuck..~" He moaned, running his fingers in his hair as he panted heavily. "I didn't expect you to be like that (y/n), goddamn..~" He laughed softly at his joke, looking at you with a soft glaze as he tilted his head. "does that mean you and your boyfriend broke up?"

You looked at him softly, rolling your eyes once more as you nodded towards his question. He started to cheer a bit as he gave you a big hug. "Does that mean I can date this lovely lady?"You laughed at him and give him a small kiss."Shut the fuck up, Kras..~" 


✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*✧・゚: *✧・゚:*

A/N: OML THAT WAS BAD THE MORE I WROTE IT. I'M SORRY GUYS 💀💀

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