Literally She's The Best Guys

Literally she's the best guys 🥰💜

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This is terrible, and quickly written with no proofreading but I’m so horny for these two men and I needed to write this. It ended up being waaaaay longer than intended and like??? It’s just bad and it reminds me why I literally can’t write actual imagines or fics and why I write headcanons instead lol

COMPLETELY NSFW HORNY SHIT - SEX AND THREESOME TYPE SLUT STUFF PLS (it’s about Chris Redfield and Piers Nivans)

Fuck, just imagine having sex with Chris, him slamming into you and you biting down on the inside of your cheek to desperately stay as quiet as you can so no one hears. Chris behind you, one hand pulling your hips back towards him so he can get as deep as possible, his other hand around your throat, pulling your head back towards him. He’s groaning in your ear, telling you how good you feel around his aching cock, how long he’s been waiting to fuck you senseless. Then out of nowhere, Piers walks in to ask his captain something, only to see his captain screwing the brains out of you. He stands in shock, just staring at you both like a deer in the headlights, you look up embarrassed but you can’t get any sentences to form as Chris just continues slamming into you mercilessly. Instead of Chris freaking out or stopping, he asks Piers what he wants but Nivans has completely forgotten, he’s just staring at you instead, his cock getting harder by the second as Chris pulls you back to be sat in his lap, giving Piers a full view of your naked body. Chris signals for Piers to come over, to help him make you cum, and sheepishly, Piers agrees.

Imagine he walks over, his hardened bulge clear as day pressing against his trousers. Chris stopped moving inside of you and has an arm wrapped around your waist to stop you from desperately bouncing on his fat cock. Piers stands in front of you, not exactly knowing what to do, and you just hear a slight chuckle from behind you - Chris pulls out, to your dismay, and he pushes you to your back, pulling one of your legs to the side so your slick pussy was on full show to the young man in front of you. You quickly looked away and felt a large hard grab your chin and force you to look back towards Nivans, “why don’t you give her a taste, Nivans?” Piers gulps, not being able to tear his eyes away from your glistening cunt, your slick covering even the inside of your thighs. He slowly gets down on to his knees and wraps his arms under your thighs and places his hands on your hips, pulling you forwards toward him. Without giving you a chance to even move, he’s already tasting you, his tongue flicking across your sensitive clit, moving in circles before he pushes his tongue into your hole. You throw your head back and let out a low moan, subconsciously grinding your hips against his face to have more contact, as you do Chris latches on to one of your nipples. He roughly sucks on your nipple and rubs his tongue over it a few times like an apology before doing it again, his hand rubbing up toward your other breast, and rubbing your sensitive nub between his finger and thumb. You instinctively pull on Chris’ hair, yanking at it without any thought, the pleasure just too overwhelming. As you do, Piers takes advantage of your distracted mind and pushes two fingers deep inside of you while his tongue continues working miracles on your clit.

Piers pushes his fingers as deep as he can, searching for that soft spot inside of you that would make you crumble in an instant, without searching for long he finds it and makes fast work of moving his fingers against it. Your legs squeeze against his head as you begin feeling that all familiar knot build up in the pit of your stomach, your legs start shaking and your breathing becoming more unsteady. Chris notices and one of his large hands come up to your throat, lightly squeezing the sides, just enough to make you barely light headed as you cum everywhere. Piers groans against your cunt, licking up your juices like it was the only meal he’d eaten in the last week, he slowly pulls his fingers out of you and licks them clean before looking up to you. He’s breathless and Chris just looks down towards him, noticing how clearly and unbearably hard he still is, and all Chris does is nod. “You know, you should probably sort that out” Nivans looks down and palms at his cock through his trousers and shudders, he looks up at you and you bite your lip, spreading your legs further apart as an invitation. Piers gladly accepts unbuckling his belt and making quick work of pulling off his trousers and boxers, his cock finally springing free. Chris moved back out of the way slightly, allowing Piers to climb over you, the head of his cock resting against your entrance as his head rests in the crook of your neck. He finally pushes in you, and he let out a loud groan as he did, gripping to the mattress below you. He slams into you at a quick pace, barely able to control himself as your gummy walls squeeze around his pulsating cock, he bites lightly on your neck as you moan loudly into his ear.

After not even five minutes of Piers fucking into your pussy, Chris sighs and leans down, giving you a few light kisses before giving you a little smirk. Chris lightly palmed at his cock, still being hard from being inside of you not long ago. He rubbed his hand down the side of your body towards your arse as you lifted your legs to wrap around Piers’ hips. Chris had a glint in his eye and you and Nivans both knew exactly what he was hinting at, without missing a beat Piers pulled you up to him so your chest was pushed against his, making your arse fully bare to Chris - who in one fluid movement was behind you, his chest pushed up against your back…

Chris getting some tlc

Sorry it's been a hot minute😔 I had to train someone at work and it was draining. Anyways! Happy belated birthday @gory-goth 🎉🎉🎉 I hope you enjoy this🥺❤

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗMINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERECT ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Warnings: Body/muscle worship, fem/afab reader, Chris being a beef cake, massage, cowgirl, Chris got body hair

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Having such a physically demanding job, Chris was bound to eventually feel all the years of beating he himself have done to his body but also by fighting against B.O.Ws. It was definitely one of those days where he felt he moved a little bit slower. His limbs felt stiff and sore no matter which way he bent them.

It was finally the end of the day. Normally when Chris came home you'd run to him and jump into his arms, catching you every time without batting an eyelash. But today as you threw yourself at him, he stumbled back a couple of steps with a low deep painful sound rising from his throat. You unhook your arms around his neck to get a good look at his face. "You okay baby?" Concern laced in your voice. He gave you a small nod and a tired smile. "Just feeling a little sore. Just going to take some ibuprofen." "How much have you taken today?" You asked with a skeptical look on your face. He let out a sigh in defeat, "2400." "Yeah no. You are going to go take a hot shower right now and I'll get the oil." The firmness of your tone left no room for him to argue. He lowered you down enough for your feet to touch the ground. He gave you a defeated okay before leaning down placing a kiss on the crown of your head.

Chris always felt guilty when you pampered him. Especially when you work out the knots in his muscles with your tiny hands. The first time you massaged his shoulders, your poor hands were so sore for the next few days. Never once have you ever complained though. You honestly loved feeling each and every one of his muscles. You love feeling his tense muscles slowly succumb to the warmth of your hands, becoming putty in minutes.

You grabbed a couple of towels and the deep muscle oil before heading upstairs to the bedroom. As you walked through the doorway the sound of the shower stopped. You laid down a couple of towels in the middle of the bed before going into the closet and fished out a couple of clothing items for Chris to change into after. You heard the padding of his feet across the room before a grunt as he climbed on top of the bed. Once you turned around you saw the large naked man lying face down on the bed, face buried in the pillows. You shook your head with a smile noticing he barely dried himself off before jumping into bed. You grabbed one of the extra towels and helped dry the rest of him off. Following along the dip in his back and over his firm plump ass, you bit your lip as a mischievous smirk grew on your face. The temptation to quickly bring down your hand to the skin of his behind was taking over your mind. Almost as if he could feel your playful behavior radiating off of you, "don't you dare," he turned his head to get a look at you. "Maybe if you didn't have such a slappable butt," you said with a pout as you continued to wipe down the last of the water droplets that still clung to his body hair.

You discarded the damp towel in the corner of the room at the laundry basket. You climbed onto the bed and carefully threw one of your legs over the man's waist, slowly sitting yourself down on the small of his back. "You okay?" You asked leaning forward just a bit. He nodded with a hum. You placed a kiss on the right shoulder blade before sitting up straight. Grabbing the oil, you popped open the cap and poured a fair amount into the middle of your hand. You placed the bottle on the bedside table before rubbing the liquid between your hands, warming it up with friction.

A shiver ran down his body as you placed both hands on the middle of his back. You worked your hands up his back, following up both sides of his spine. Pressing firmly into his traps with the balls of your palms before gliding down his sides, thumbs firmly pressed into his lats. The grunts and sighs of approval made your chest tighten but also created heat to pool in your core. Probably also didn't help that you were only wearing a tank top and panties.

Placing your hands on both sides of his neck, you began to rub soothing circles at the back of his neck. It always surprised you how thick of a man he was. The fact that your hands could never touch each other while you had them wrapped around his neck almost made you drool. The sheer size of each muscle would have you rubbing your legs together if you weren't straddling him. Your thumbs glided over his shoulders, continuing to rub in circular motions. As you felt him sink further into the bed, you began to knead the muscles between your thumbs and forefingers. Once you felt the muscle relax, you would slowly move down the middle of his back on each side of his spine, feeling out spots that needed more attention. Whenever you found a tough knot, the moment you began to work it loose, the man under you would groan, shifting where he laid. "Is this okay?" You asked as you leaned forward, speaking softly against his skin, placing more kisses. "Mmmm… perfect."

Continuing your ministrations down his body, you scootched down to sit on the back of his thighs. Using the balls of your palms, you kneaded your way towards the lower region of his back. He began to take deep breaths in time with your hands. Releasing all the air in his lungs as you pushed down into the muscle. Then fill his lungs with air while you rub at the area with your thumbs using much less force. After a while, Chris adjusted his arms to lay at his sides. His fingers draw random patterns on your legs. The light playful touches only made you squirm. “Don’t make me slap your ass Redfield,” you said in a playful tone while. “Was that a threat?” You squeezed at one of his cheeks, your fingers barely able to sink into the thick meat of his ass. He released a small hiss against his teeth. You let out a light laugh, “Okay, okay. I’m sorry.” You lifted yourself up from where you sat and grabbed the bottle of oil. You poured a few drops more into the middle of your hand as you knelt next to him on the bed with your back towards him.

You rubbed the oil into the back of his bulky thighs, from just below his cheeks, to the back of his knees. Starting with one leg, you grabbed both sides and slowly worked your way down using your palms and fingers. Each time your finger got dangerously close to his inner thigh, he would release a shaky breath. Even letting out a couple of grunts. After working on the other leg, a smirk grew on your face once you noticed Chris was breathing quite heavily. Giving his leg a light tap you asked him to flip over. “Other side,” you said in a singsong tone. You could hear him taking deep long breaths trying to calm himself down. “What’s the matter baby?” trying to sound as innocent as you could. “N-nothing.”

While you waited for Chris to lay on his back, you turned back around, grabbing one of the towels at the head of the bed to wipe off the excess oil on your hands. In the corner of your eye, you could see the blush rising from his chest to his face. You didn’t have to look over your shoulder to know your boyfriend had a hard-on from the rubdown. “Ready?” You already swung your leg around his middle, not giving him time to reply. As you lowered yourself down to straddle his lower abdomen, you rubbed your ass against his cock, causing the air to get stuck in his lungs. “You okay?” you batted your eyes at him, leaning forward, inching closer to his face. All he could do was nod as he tried to get the coughing under control. You gave him a reassuring smile before giving his cheeks a few pecks. You wiggled your hips, trying to “adjust yourself”, accidentally brushing up against him again. The heat from your core radiates onto his length. Chris quickly placed his hands on your hips trying to hold you still. He closed his eyes and tried to calm his breathing again. “What’s wrong baby?” you asked in a honeyed voice, pressing your chest firmly against his. As he opened his blue eyes to look at you, he couldn’t help but notice your breasts barely being contained in the confinement of your tank top. The doe-eyes you were giving him, along with your cleavage was making it harder for him to think.

He was so hypnotized between your breasts and your lip caught between your teeth, he didn’t notice you reaching back, pulling your panties to the side. It wasn’t until he felt your slick folds rub against his cock. “Shit” he hissed as you kept sliding him up and down between your lips. His fingers dug deeper into your hips, “Still feels good?” “Y-yeah” His voice was barely above a whisper as he looked at you with lidded eyes. You gave his cock a couple more strokes before you positioned your cunt over him, slowly easing him into your heat. He sunk his head further into the bed as you kept up the teasing pace. With only a few more inches to go, he was losing all patience. He needed to feel himself bottom out in your sweet sex. However, being the tease you are, you slowly began to pull him out. Catching onto your antics, he thrust up into you, knocking the air out of your lungs. Your walls clamping down around him.

“Fuuuuck. You’re squeezing so hard” He groaned as he rutted up into, trying to push even further into you. Once you were able to compose yourself, you began to slide yourself up and down at a languid pace, “I-I’m supp-posed to be giving you the m-massage” You pushed off his chest sitting up, pulling your top off before throwing it somewhere behind you. Taking one of Chris’s hands you brought it up to your breast. Cupping the flesh and pinched the hardened peak between his fingers. He was soon approaching release faster than he wanted but watching you ride him was going straight to his cock. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer. His hand on your breast began to pinch and twist the pebbled flesh harder while his other hand trailed over to your cunt, his thumb rubbing your bundle of nerves in a circular motion.

The sudden attention to your clit had your walls spasm and contract around him. You felt your gut tighten and your breath hitching. “Shit. Baby”, you moaned placing both your hands on his fuzzy chest leaning forward just enough for him to hit that perfect spot with each roll of your hips. Dropping his hand from your breast, he placed his hand back on your hip, pulling you down onto him as he thrust up into your with unrelenting force. It only took the two of you a couple more hard thrusts, before you both came undone. You grinded into him as you milked him dry, walls fluttering around his pulsing member. Once the two of you finally caught your breaths, just as you were about to lift yourself off of him to clean up, he snaked his arms around you, pulling you down onto his chest. Light giggles escaped past your lips as his chest hair tickled your nose. “Baby we need to clean up” “We need to let our muscles relax for a bit” You shook your head against his chest. You relaxed further into him listening to his soothing heartbeat while he combed a hand through your hair.

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