A Request For Whenever You Get To It, No Rush. But Alpha Chris Helping His Not Quite Mate Through Their

A request for whenever you get to it, no rush. But Alpha Chris helping his not quite mate through their first heat because they're a late bloomer? Eh? Needy Omega not realizing how strong their first heat is and calling him while he's at the office because they think they're dying from being so hot and feeling like they're losing their mind with need. AFAB or GN whichever you prefer or want! Thanks!

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ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗMinors gtfo, this isn't for youᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Warnings: Omegaverse, Alpha Chris, Omega fem reader, knotting, praising

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“Okay, Mom. Yes, I know. Okay well, that hasn't happened and by the looks of it, I doubt it will happen. Alright, that's not fair to bring him into this. Yeah okay. Well, I gotta go Mom. Yeah. Okay. Love you too”. You tossed your cell phone onto the couch with a frustrated sigh before getting up to get yourself a drink. You were just tired of her hounding you about how you haven't been ‘claimed’ yet. Also doesn't help that you haven't been feeling well. Your lower body has been aching and your temperature has been higher than normal. Maybe you were coming down with a cold. It seemed like your symptoms were progressively getting worse as the week went on. Your mom believes it's because you haven't been haven't had your first heat yet. Omegas don't experience their first heat until they are between the ages of 20 and 25. There have been rare occasions of hearing an omega having their first heat later than that. However, there has always been this superstition/fear of getting your first heat late. Some folklore says people would have to lock away the omega until it happens. Some believed your ability to have pups would decline drastically. Some thought you would go mad because your inner omega wasn’t fulfilling their 'duties'.

Obviously, that was some sort of old wives tale, which you believed to be a load of horse shit. Even though there weren’t that many articles talking about late-blooming omegas, you found none about those damn superstitions. That didn’t stop people from trying to increase their chances of going into heat the moment they hit 20, for the fear of all that. Some go as far as getting surgery. And of course, your family and friends still believed some of this crap. Your friends would even try to trick you into going out to these speed dating events where they match you with others based on everyone's scents. Once you hit your 25th birthday your friends and family were very vocal about their concerns with your dating life. Your family would even guilt trip you or bring up that damn myth. Especially since you just turned 28 a few months ago and still no heat or mate like ‘everyone’ your age.

You have been courting Chris for almost a couple of years now. You’ve always been absolutely grateful for how patient he has been with you. Your lack of experience made you feel insecure since he’s much older than you. Never once have you ever felt pressured to do anything you were not comfortable with. If anything, you wanted to try more. To go beyond grinding your sex against his muscular thighs and stroking him over his boxers. Still, no matter how much you beg him nicely, he can't brush away the fear of him causing you harm. It's happened to everyone else he's been with. A small voice in the back of your head thought maybe it was because you haven’t had your first heat yet.

The moment you walked into the kitchen, you felt this immense pain in your abdomen, "Shit!" You hissed against clenched teeth, gripping the stone counter as you bent forward, your other hand pressing against your stomach. "What the hell." You waited for a moment in that position until your muscles relaxed. Slowly straighten up, you cautiously walk over to the sink. Sweat began to run down your forehead. Your chest felt tight as your breathing became labored, your knees began to shake. Suddenly you felt a stronger shot of pain go through your abdomen. You double over, slowly lowering yourself onto your knees. You tuck your legs underneath you, curling up in a ball. You slowly start rocking back and forward hoping it would help ease the pain in some way. The cold tile against your burning skin helped ground you just a little bit. “Fuck….” Your eyes start to sting, your muscles constricting longer than the first time. You don’t know how long you were on the floor, but by the time the pain slowly let up, you carefully got to your feet steadily using anything to help keep you up as you stopped by the living room to get your phone before heading to your room.

You slumped onto the bed. You carefully peeled off your clothes in the hope to cool off your burning skin. The feeling of the cool sheets against your skin helps only for a moment until another wave of pain crashes into you. The time between each episode of pain seems to get smaller and smaller. You were honestly scared at this point. You had no idea what was happening to you. You didn’t want to call the ambulance and deal with that bill. Your doctor's office was closed for the next 2 weeks, and you lived too far from your family. You reached around the bed trying to feel out for your phone. You quickly went through your contacts before the next wave of pain. You looked for your boyfriend's name before hitting the call button. You never called Chris while he was at work, only that one time you sprained your ankle while you were walking down a flight of stairs with a stack of boxes in your arms. Laying on your side you curled in on yourself as you listened to each ring. ‘This is Chris, sorry I ca-’ You hung up and hit the call button again. Tears were running down your cheek, feeling slightly cold against your blazing cheeks.

Chris was leaning back in his office chair as he tried to listen in to the conference call on speaker. He was looking at a file from a past mission, suddenly hearing the soft buzzing noise of his phone on the wooden desk. Sitting up he saw your name and a picture of the two of you lit up his screen. Waiting for the person who was currently talking to finish, before excusing himself, the buzzing stopped. Thinking he’d just call you after the meeting, his phone went off again. You never call again right after he missed your call. He knew something was seriously wrong. He abruptly interrupted the person talking, “I’m sorry everyone, I have an emergency. I’ll call one of you later to catch up on what I missed” And with that, he hit the end call on his office phone before anyone had anything to say. His phone only rang a couple more times before he was able to answer it. “Hey is everything okay?” Chris waited for a moment for you to reply but the only thing that came in through the receiver was you panting and small whines. “Y/n what's wrong?” Worry laced in his tone. “C-Chris. I… I don't know what's wrong with me.” he could now make out your sniffles. “Hey, hey, hey. What happened?” “Everything was fine and then my stomach started to hurt. I’m so hot.” You let out a sob, the pain now spreading to your lower back. “I don’t know what to do.” Chris quickly pushed himself out of his seat and gathered his things before walking out to the parking garage. “I’m leaving right now and heading over okay?” “But what if…. fuck, what if it’s my heat?” you sounded almost panicked. Chris almost stopped in his tracks. What if it was your heat? Now he didn’t know what to do. IF it was, this was your first one. He didn’t want you to go through it alone, but he also didn’t know if he had the right to help you through it. Yes, you guys are courting to become mates, but he also didn’t know if he’d be able to control himself. Your cry pulled him out of his thoughts as he approached his car and threw his belongings in the back. “I gotta let you go but I’ll be there in 10, I promise.” You hummed in response before disconnecting. Chris quickly went to the trunk of his car and started to rummage through a duffle bag until he found a half-face respirator. He placed it on the seat on the passenger’s side before making his way to your apartment.

Those 10 minutes felt like hours to you. The ceiling fan above the bed wasn’t doing anything for you. The sheets stuck to every curve only making you feel hotter. The fever was making your head pound, it felt like someone was knocking on the inside of your head. Not realizing it was actually your boyfriend knocking on the front door. Chris pressed his ear to the wooden door for a moment until he realized you were not coming to let him in. He quickly looked around your door for the spare key. Before unlocking the door and letting himself in he made sure all the straps on the respiratory were snug. He quickly shut the door behind him and locked it, hoping no one else caught wind of you. The masked helped a little, your pheromones were not as potent but he was definitely able to smell you out. Without any notice, he pushed open the door to your bedroom to find you tangled in the sheets. His inner alpha was getting restless as he got closer to you. Once he got close enough to sit on the side of the bed, he didn’t realize how tight his pants had gotten. “Hey, love?” he called out as he wiped the hair stuck to your damp forehead. You stirred awake, eyes slowly adjusting to the light. “Chris?” You whined, reaching out for him. “It's hot” Recognizing his calloused hands, you guided his hand to your abdomen and placed it there, “It hurts.” Tears roll down your red cheeks. As he looked down to where his hand sat, he caught a slight glimpse of your inner thighs covered in slick. Being this close to you the mask wasn’t doing anything for him, your sweet scent making his mouth water as his pupils dilated. Quickly trying to reign himself in he shifted where he sat before trying to get up, “Where’s your phone, I’ll call you mo-” “No” You squeezed his hand trying to pull him back towards you with whatever energy you had left in you. “Sweetheart, we need to get you someone who can help.”

You let out a small yelp from the pain. It felt like someone was stepping on your abdomen with all their weight. The pain on your face made him feel somewhat helpless. He wanted to help you but he didn't want to cross any lines. “Why can’t you help me?” you asked sounding a little hurt. The pregnant silence between the two of you was making your inner omega feel like he was rejecting you. “Sweetheart….. I-I don’t want to put you in more pain than you are already in. You grabbed his hand again, thinking you wanted the heat from his palms on your abdomen, but when you placed his large hand right over your aching sex, the man nearly choked on his breath. His middle finger easily slipped between your nether lips. “Shit.” he groaned. You rocked your hips trying to get any type of friction, rubbing your clit against his digit. “Please Alpha!” That was the end for him. That one word released the feral beast inside of him. Within a second he ripped off that damn forsaken mask and sank his finger deep inside your gushing pussy. Your walls were barely able to make room, the thought of even trying to shove his cock in you had him elicit a soft ‘fuck’ before he slowly started to pump in and out of you. Massaging your walls with the rough pad of his middle finger. Your gasps and moans egg him on. He slowly introduced another finger into your core, feeling around for that one spongey spot. He knew he found it when your hips lifted off the bed, trying to fuck yourself on them. Within seconds he had you soaking his hand and sheets. Slowly withdrawing his digits from you, your slick dripping down his hand to his wrists. Locking eyes with you, he took his sweet time lapping up the slick from his wrist to the tip. You couldn’t help but rub your legs together letting out a soft whine.

He releases his fingers with a pop. Within a swift motion, he ripped off his clothes, before crawling on top of you, peeling off the damp sheets from your heated body. He wanted to take his time with you, explore every inch of your body, find which spots had you crying out his name. However, he knew the fastest way to help ease most of your pain was to stuff that sweet cunt of yours with his knot. He gave himself a couple of pumps as he lined himself up to your entrance. He looked down at you, eyes filled with absolute adoration. “If you want to stop we can love.” You wrapped both of your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a sloppy needy kiss. Pressing his length against your folds. Pulling back for air for just a moment. “I want your fat cock in me now!” Letting out a low growl at your assertiveness, he slowly sank his throbbing member into you. He wanted to make sure you feel every inch of him, every vein and curve to him. You sink your head further into the mattress, mouth hung open with your brows knit together. The sting of the stretch was addictive, you never felt so full before. It felt like his cock was slowly pushing the air from your lungs and out your mouth.

Pressing his forehead to your shoulder, “Fuuuck, so goddamn tight.” He murmured against your burning skin, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses to the top of your breasts. He was already pressed up against your cervix and had yet to give you the last inch of him and his knot. The way you were contracting around him made it nearly impossible to not move while you adjusted to him. Your broken breaths caught his attention, trailing his lips up to your clavicle, along your jaw, and to your tear-stained cheek, kissing away any remanding tears. “I got you. I’ll make you feel good sweetheart okay?” You tightened around him at the pet name, causing him to give you a shallow thrust. After a couple more he slowly started to roll his hips into yours. Your soft mewls only make him want to pull more angelic sounds from you as he continues to bury himself into you.

Your legs were starting to get tired, thankfully Chris hooked both arms under your knees, pushing your knees to your chest. This allows him to press his knot against your slick covered lips. The way his pelvic hair brushed against your clit made you clench around him, with his name on your lips. “Ch-Chris I-” Your legs began to tense, your moans becoming breathy, rocking your hips in time with him. “You gonna cum for me?” he asks, picking up speed, reaching deep into your heat. You frantically nod your head with furrowed brows. “Come on sweetie. Cum for me. Cum for me.” Your mouth hangs open, barely able to keep your eyes open, “That’s it. Cum all over my fucking cock” He hissed against clenched teeth, his heavy balls slapping against your ass, slowly losing his rhythm as he chases high. He gave you a few more brutal thrusts sending you completely over the edge, gripping onto his forearms, your walls milking him for everything he's got. He soon followed you with one last thrust, plummeting into euphoria, shooting ropes after ropes into you. Right before you came down from your high he slipped in his knot, causing you to convulse around him for a moment longer.

Once the two of you laid there, your sweaty heated bodies pressed together, you didn’t realize all the pain you were in was completely gone like a flip of a switch. Chris released the grip on your legs, easing them back down. His warm calloused hands rubbed up and down your sides in a soothing tempo. You nuzzled your face against him, giving him a couple of kisses followed by a content sigh. “Thank you.” He hummed in response before turning his face to you, placing some slow soft kisses on your lips. “Anything for my little omega.”

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Late Night Driving

  A/N- Hey guys! I’m yet again back with an imagine from Stranger Things!     After watching the season 4, I decided that I should start writing for it too because I’m in love with the series since it came out. 

~This imagine is for Steve Harrington. 

~Reader is a Hopper but she’s not related to El biologically 

~ Sorry If there are any grammar mistakes , my main language isn’t English but I’m trying to improve it by studying English Literature in university lol.

 ~ I hope you like it!

  No warnings for this imagine.

    Summary- All Reader wanted is to hang out with Steve and his friends from school but Jim Hopper - her dad - don’t allow her to because he doesn’t like them at all so Steve Harrington decides to take her out secretly.

  Yet another evening when you were locked in your room without even realizing what you were doing. You just wanted to go out with a few friends without asking Hopper, but he rejected you saying, “You know I really don’t like those guys , so no! I will never hear this from you Y/N. Are we understood? ” Actually, it was not clear, so you tried a little harder because you didn’t think your friends had a problem. They were the only people you could get along with. You had a feeling for Steve in particular among them. Something you couldn’t name yet. “But dad, they are good people and Steve-” Hopper gave you a look that you were sure would have laughed at that look if you weren’t arguing right now, but you still held back and continued to focus on his face. His look was so serious and sarcastic.” Steve? That guy whose friends are always late for school and whose parents have drugs? Hell no!”

  “ Well you drink alcohol all the time and I say nothing to your face!” You wanted to ask yourself later where that courage came from, and at that moment you really hated yourself a little bit for saying that. He was your father. Most of them were better than the father, he fed you, he took care of you, but you underestimated him again. Who knows how his heart was broken.

“To your room Y/N.”

“ Dad, I didn’t want to. I’m sorry.”

 " Go. Straight. To. Your. Room. Now!“ He said, emphasizing all the words one by one. He was extremely right to be angry, but only about one thing. You had no right to insult him like that. Just because he drinks alcohol doesn’t mean he treats you badly. You loved him very much and he loved you too, and you were even more connected after you lost Sarah, your younger sister. Yes, he sometimes took refuge in alcohol, but he was still your father. You apologized again in a low voice, but you were sure he didn’t hear it because he was thinking about what you just said. You didn’t mind and went to your room and lay on your bed.

 ” Fuck, I’m so stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid! “

 "Why the hell you’re calling yourself stupid?” You were startled by an unexpected voice and looked at the window behind you.Dingus “Steve! Why are you here? How did-” Steve was still trying to climb the window but you weren’t going to let him in until you had your answer. There was no way. What if your father saw him? Then you really did have strings.   “ Like I told you. I’m a ninja. And now for the dear God, help me! I’m stuck here! ” At that moment, all the options you could do came to your mind and you grabbed him by the arm without thinking about anything. Wrong choice.

  When you pulled on him, he collapsed on you and you fell to the ground together. Steve Harrington had come to your house, or rather to your room, and he had collapsed on you. Steve Harrington, your one and only love. Ahh, if he had read your thoughts, who knows how you would look pathetic But these were all your own thoughts, and you didn’t know exactly what Steve thought of you.  

     Yes, you were a friend, even further from a friend, but you weren’t sure if you were at the stage of a lover. When you were below him and he was above you, you had the opportunity to examine his face even more closely. It was the first time you had seen him up close and oh my god that silky face and touchable hair. Steve Harrington was a truly wonderful man. But the sound you made at that moment was even more important because your father could come to heck you at any moment.   Yes you did argue, you did argue from time to time but he still cared about you all the time.

  “Steve, my dad.”

  “What about him,” he said in a low voice. In a low but sexy voice. This man was really going to be your death. You wouldn’t fall for it. “He would be here any minute, Steve. Get off of me, will you?”

“  Jesus he really does hate me, doesn’t he?” You smirked at that and chuckled low. He studied you face and his eyes then stopped on your mouth. “ Your smile is so beautiful, did anybody tell you that before?” “ Couple of times, yes but just my dad. You’re the only man who said it except my dad. ” He smiled proudly and stood up. “Well I’m so glad that I said it, then.” So glad.He said that he was so glad that he said it. You never expected to hear that from him. Steve was indeed a man full of surprises.

 " Why are you here, Steve? “ ” Well you said that you come, but you didn’t so I thought I could just check out If there’s something going on and I think I thought good, right? “ Sometimes you were offended by Steve’s knowledgable ways, but that’s what made Steve Steve. If someone else did it, you probably threw them out the window by now, apart from your close friends, of course.. ” Well I’m fine, you can go now before- “ ” Wait, what? No you’re coming with me. Tell me what’s going on and we’ll figure something out, okay? I’m not going to let this go. I’ll talk to your grumpy dad if we can’t and solve it with him. “ Steve seemed unaware of what your father could do to him. Your father was the best Chief Hawkins had ever seen, and of course he could take care of a boy like Steve however he wanted. Steve would be a piece of cake for him. You didn’t want him to get hurt, so you told him again not to do that and go, but he had no intention of going.

 ” I won’t go ‘till you come with me, Y/N. I want to help you. “ ” There’s nothing going on with me, Steve. I just argued with dad but that’s all. And the fact that he hates you is a wrong idea because he only dislikes you, not hates you. “ “Well, that still doesn’t chill me a bit.” If you knew Steve, he’d never let go of that thread. You knew he only wanted to talk to you. He wanted to get in trouble, and frankly, you would too, but it was evening, you had a fight with your father, you were sent to your room, and besides, you made a bad choice by taking Steve into your room. Still, if you were going to be back in 1 hour, why not.

  You told him that you could go out for an hour, and as soon as you said that, he was already getting excited and unable to sit still. You immediately took a jacket and went down from the window of the room and got into his car fast without seeing your father and left the road of the house.    

      “ Don’t drive too far, okay? If dad doesn’t find me in my room he will- ”

“ Enough negative things, Y/N. Just tell me everything you have in your pretty mind of yours. I’m always here for you. You know that.” “I know Steve. Thank you.” You said and smiled. If you were alone in your room right now and this had happened before, you would be dancing in your room screaming. That’s what Steve Harrington was getting you to do.

  You were quiet for a few moments, and then Steve pulled over and sat back, taking a deep breath. He leaned towards you and you just sat there, not knowing what to do. You thought he would kiss you but he did something very contrary to what you thought and made you feel ashamed again. He pulled the arm of the seat and made it move a little farther back. You didn’t quite understand why he was doing it, but it was clear he wanted to do something.

 "  So now, pretty Y/N. Open up your mind, your thoughts to me ‘cause Doctor Steve Harrington is here for your service.“

  Of course, you didn’t open up about your feelings for him, but you talked a little bit about your problems at school, your problems with your father, and it made you feel even more comfortable. It was warm for you that Steve listened to you and laughed at you when you were angry and spoke quickly when you were angry and that he was upset when you were upset. Steve might have been seen as a cold person on the outside, but he was the opposite. People really misunderstood him. At the head of these people was your father, Hopper, but you thought you could handle this problem, and so did Steve. When the conversation was over, you took a deep breath and sat back. You felt a little selfish because you didn’t hear Steve’s thoughts. “What about you? How have you been. I’m sorry I couldn’t ask you how you were. I’m so selfish.” Steve moved a little closer to you, took your hand and looked exactly into your eyes. “ Don’t call yourself like that. You’re not selfish first of all because I wanted you to tell yours and I love to hear about you. I actually- uhm actually love everything about you, Y/N. ” It was an unexpected move from Steve, but one to be expected once you get to know him, but something you thought you would never hear. Especially from Steve.

   ” Steve… I don’t know what to say. “  ” Don’t say anything. Just listen to me, please.I wanted to tell you this way before. This wasn’t a love at first sight but after getting know you better, your thoughts, your likes, Y/N I thought we would have a chance together. I thought you love me and we can be together. It was easy for me you know? To ask you to be my girlfriend but your dad made it so difficult and I thought- I thought you wouldn’t love me for the things that your dad had said to you about me. But lately, I decided and told myself to screw it and yeah, here I am. Telling you that I love you.It’s okay If you don’t have feelings for me Y/N. Yes I will be sad but your happiness is the only thing I care in this world. “ After such a confession, you were one of those who didn’t really know what to say or what to do, but only a few words came to your mind. “I love you too Steve Harrington.”

  Steve’s face directly lighted up and he bursted into laughter. He pulled you up and placed you on his lap. The already tilted back seat gave you even more room and held you comfortably in his lap. His slender but strong fingers gently grabbed your chin and pulled you to him. He searched your eyes as if to ask permission before closing his lips to yours, and after seeing that light, he started kissing you. His kiss was so soft and slow that it was as if the world was spinning around you, time had stopped.

  It was an incredible thing. You were in Steve Harrington’s car, you were in his lap, you were kissing. At that moment, you didn’t care about anything. It was just you and Steve in that moment and nothing could have mattered. Staying in the moment was one such thing. And so now you knew Steve Harrington was yours. And you were his. After you parted your lips, he rested his forehead on yours and you stayed like that for a while and only your breathing could be heard in the car. But there was something you forgot. Your father.

  “Steve?” “Yeah?” “Can you take me back? My dad will be very mad.” He shook his head and kissed you hard for the last time and left. You slid into the side seat and repositioned it, leaning back and watching him. All along the way, only the music on the radio could be heard, which was frankly good. Because really, if Steve asked you anything, you didn’t quite know what to answer after that kiss. When you turned to the street where your house is located, you asked him to let you out at the corner so that your father would not see the car. Steve thought it was more appropriate and stopped the car on the corner.

  “Look at me, baby.” You turned to him and couldn’t help the grin on your face. Pursing his lips, he was waiting for you to kiss him. Literally Dingus. You gave him a quick but sweet kiss on the lips and you got out of the car with a wink. When you looked back often as you ran towards the house, you saw that he got out of the car, put his arm on the top of the car, and followed you with that stupid grin on his face. Before leaving without lingering too much, you entered again through the window you left open and took a deep breath after entering. There was no sound from Hopper. You assumed that he had fallen asleep on the sofa again and opened the door slowly and entered the room where the living room was with silent steps.

   You were not mistaken in your guess. Hopper was there. He was lying face down on the chair, with the top open. Surprisingly, he had no drinking bottles or anything about cigarettes with him. You took the blanket that lay on top of the single chair and slowly spread it over him, and then bent over and placed a kiss on his cheek. Even though it may bother you to do secret business with your father, this evening was the best evening of your life. Everything would be fine. You went into your room and after closing the door you went to bed. You thought about what had happened tonight and fell asleep with the big smile on your face, dreaming about Steve.

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🥺❤

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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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“Shut up” “Make me”

    A/N- This one is my first Ellie x reader imagine so I hope you guys like it! Hella smutty btw. Oh also it’s like my second time writing smut. Let me know If you liked it!

  Warnings- SMUTTY SMUT! Dirty talking, Ellie x fem!reader, lots of teasing by reader and Ellie as well.

   Request from- Anonymous

   Summary-  Ellie and Reader are best friends and have to stay in from patrol  because of a storm.

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   You opened your eyes to a rustling sound on your side. After stretching well in bed, you turned to your right and saw that Ellie had already gotten out of bed. You know, there was no patrol today? Confused, you slowly got up from your bed and sat on the edge of the bed. You had obviously been drinking heavily the night before, and you had no recollection of what happened last night. In fact, there was only one thing you remember, and that was when you and Ellie walked into her house with lots of laugh and suddenly you threw yourself on the bed.  Afterwards, a dark but peaceful sleep.

   Spending time with Ellie had always been great for you. You and the girl were almost the same and always supported each other. Her smile at you made your day better. But when she spent time with others, it was as if the world was falling apart. You always wanted her to spend time with you and tell you her troubles.    Maybe some would call it selfish, but you just wanted to spend more time with your close friend before you died. All you wanted to do was enjoy the moment as you didn't know what would happen tomorrow or the next day. Or it was something else that you couldn't name.   Ever since Ellie's relationship with Cat ended, Ellie had been more mature and calm and you always felt like she was closed to you. But best friends would be there for each other's problems, wouldn't they? You were frankly reluctant to ask Ellie why this was the case, and each time you swallowed your words. You swore to always be by her side no matter what.

   When you heard footsteps coming from the bathroom, you lifted your head and met her beautiful eyes. Maybe they didn't always look bright, but they were the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen. “Hey.” You said in a low voice, as if you didn't want to startle. “Mornin,” she answered you afterward, and sat down next to you on the bed. She sighed heavily and threw herself back, putting her arm under her head and staring at the ceiling. You did the same, but turned your body to your side to see her better. “ To what do we owe this early awakening? “     Ellie pulled her eyes from the ceiling and looked over at you and grinned  slightly.      “ Maria asked me to take a patrol even though it was my day off. “     You were surprised, but you didn't show it on your face. Maria rarely did such a thing when necessary, and when she had to. The woman was really trying, and no one even had the word to say anything to her. She was truly a great leader.

   But even though you had a day off, the idea of ​​going with Ellie was more appealing because you had a bad feeling. When you lifted your head and looked towards the window, you saw that the weather was not so good. Already since last night, the snow had been nibbling little by little, and judging from the experience from last year, a possible storm was only a matter of time.  “ Then I'll come with you. “    “You sure? I mean don't you want to stay and- " You put your hand over her mouth and lean over her  slowly. She looked so sweet as her eyes followed you that you wanted to kiss her right then, but you dismissed the thought immediately. You were close friends, nothing more. You'd better keep that in mind. “ I just want to help my- *you sighed* my best friend. “  You said and smiled. After you took your hand off her mouth, you suddenly found her on top of you and she did the same thing to you, hiding your mouth from forming an O shape. “ Then I'm happy you will, babe. “

   After getting dressed with Ellie, you left the house and made your way towards the barn. While walking, you met a lot of people you knew and greeted them one by one. You also saw a lot of little kids and after 5-10 minutes of playing with them all, you walked back to the barn. You and Ellie were still like children and you always hoped you would stay that way. When you came to the stable, after taking your horses and weapons, you set out after a short 'be careful' speech, neither of you spoke at all until a time. It was the quiet before the storm. 

   At one point, the snow increased its speed, but as there was nothing to worry about, you continued to gather tools and proceed silently. It was obvious that Ellie wanted to ask something, but you didn't even realize what it was. You knew it wouldn't hurt to ask, but you thought of saving it for later. However, she got ahead of you and asked what you were wondering what she wanted to ask.   “ So, who was that girl you were talking with earlier? “ You knew exactly who she was talking about. You had a strange history with Emily and you hadn't told Ellie about it yet because there was nothing worth telling.     Emily and you used to be very good friends and you came to Jackson with the group you were with. You were sure that Emily had feelings for you, but you had never talked about such situations. One day, after you returned from patrol, you started hearing voices from the house you shared together, and you went to her room and knocked on her door to ask if there was a problem. The voices stopped abruptly, and an almost naked Emily appeared, followed by a child. It would be more accurate to call it a child, because obviously he was not developed at all and was very stupid. At that moment, you looked at them with pity, but left without saying anything.  When you went to Maria and asked if an empty house was empty, she said that she could stay with them but that you had to tell her later what was going on, but then that incident was forgotten. Now that incident meant nothing to you. Just like Emily didn't mean anything.

  This wasn't the time to tell Ellie about that incident , and you thought a little provocation wouldn't hurt. “ She was just my ex. We used to be best friends and somehow we ended up together suddenly. “ “Was? You don't see her much now, right? “You already knew where this conversation was going. “ No, we are just seeing each other here and there but no, nothing else. “ Ellie nodded and continued to stare ahead. But you haven't made your last move yet. “ But I think she still loves me. The way she looks at me, looks at my lips. Guess I can't deny it. “ The red-haired girl turned her head directly in your direction and frowned, but turned away without saying anything. A little more.  “ One time, we were getting out of a bar in Jackson and we were like very drunk so I had to stay at her house because it was closer and I guess I was just scared to let Maria see me like that. We went to her house and we laid straight to bed but she didn't let me sleep. She got on top of me and kissed me so softly. Man, I still remember that kiss.   And then she instantly- “    “Shut up.”  said Ellie, cutting you off abruptly. Either she was tired of hearing your voice, or she hated you at that moment for going into so much detail or…   Now you wanted to know how she felt about you. Tired of being by her side all the time and not being able to touch her or do anything but just hug her made you feel worse every time. You wanted to feel her. So you went even further, and frankly, provoking Ellie was the best thing in your life. “Make me. “ You grinned and waited for an answer. Her facial expression was so funny as she just stood there looking at you and you even thought of getting caught by saying that the story you made up was not true, but you continued to play your game.   When Ellie was about to say something with her mouth wide open, when runners started coming from both sides of you and frightening the horses, you immediately fled. But a lot of runners were coming from the sides, front and back. You couldn't see in front of you because of the storm that had just broken out.

  You turned your head to the right and saw that there was a somewhere that you can hide and rest there. You whistle at Ellie and point your head there. You got there by riding the horses faster and quickly got in and closed the door. The place you were in was the garage of a house, but the garage door was so old and rusted that the noise it made could gather a million things around it. After fastening your hand and making sure that the door is tight and won't open, you went up the stairs leading to the house and entered the kitchen of the house.   After being cautious and searching and finding something useful in the kitchen, you made sure that the house was clean. This surprised you because you have never seen such a clean house before. Compared to other looted houses, this house looked cleaner and untouched.   When you entered the living room of the house, you saw Ellie sitting there, busy reading the magazine in her hand. Sitting next to her, you took a deep breath and put your arm on the headrest and moved into a more comfortable position. You looked at Ellie and saw that she was still on the same page and focused on the same place without even moving her eyes. You touched her arm, but she still didn't move. A few moments later she threw the magazine almost across the room and turned to you, elbows on her knees. “ Why can't I just forget that you exist here, with me and focus for a goddamn second!? “ You were stunned at this outburst, and before you could even say anything, she jumped on you and sat on your stomach.

       “ Tell me every single thing she did to you. “ It was finally the time to tell that was a stupid story you made up. “ Ellie- “ “ No, don’t you dare tell me anything. You know what? I changed my mind. You stay here and don’t talk to me until I get myself together because- “ You didn't let her finish and immediately, without even waiting, kissed her. She didn't reciprocate at first, but after a few seconds she deepened the kiss and became more sultry. You gasped and wanted to take a break, but Ellie wouldn't let it. Instead, she placed her hand on your chest and cupped it. Yet you groaned and almost begged for more.    Ellie pulled her lips away from yours and brought her hands to the hem of your shirt, effortlessly removing it along with your bra. You brought your hands to her shirt because you wanted to do the same to her, but she slapped your hands with one hand and bent over you. She whispered to your lips in a sexy whisper, looked into your eyes. “ I'm gonna make sure that you scream my name and forget about that girl who you had spoken with, alright? “ You nodded yes and let her do her thing.

   She leaned down to your lips again, and after placing a kiss, she slowly made her way over to where your collarbones were. After kissing all over the place, she kissed your breasts and stood there. She lifted her head and waited for your confirmation, but she didn't need to wait. You were so ecstatic at that moment that you didn't know when you threw your leg on her back and put your hand in her hair. The red-haired girl slowly bent over your breasts and placed soft kisses on your nipples in turn. She then went a little farther and cupped your other breast with one hand, tugging at the nipple while sucking on the other breast with her mouth. Every move she made made you get wetter and want her more.

   After letting go of your chest, she went down and placed a soft and wet kiss on your belly. Then she straightened up a bit and took off her t-shirt with her bra in the same way, and then it was time to take off your pants. You started to whine as you knew you couldn't take it anymore as she tugged and at the same time took off your pants very painfully. “ Ellie… Please Ellie please. I'm sorry. “ She chuckled to that and bent over you again.  “ You'll be good? Or do I have to punish you? “ You shook your head as no while pushing your hips towards her.   You were in so much pain, couldn't she see? “ No Ellie. I'll be good for you. I promise. Please. “ Ellie obviously wanted to avenge the game you played before. “ Please what, Y/N? Tell me what you want. “ “ I want you to fuck me. Fuck me with your long, beauiful fingers. Please Ellie. “ Ellie wasted no time then, pulling off your panties and rubbing those long fingers against your clit.         “ Fuck, baby you're so wet. Is this for me? “ You didn't say anything because your tongue was almost stuck and you were so close to being flattered. Instead, you nodded. As if satisfied, Ellie approached your clit and began to lick it. She opened both of your legs with her hands for better access and continued to satisfy you. Your moans and her licking and sucking sounds filled the room. You were having a hard time not yelling, but Ellie noticed. She stopped and looked down at you. “ Scream for me, babe. Let me hear you. “ She wetted her fingers well before bringing them to your hole and slowly inserted one of them, which made you squirm even more. “Ellie, fuck. Please baby. more. “ Ellie picked up the speed of her finger and inserted her second finger into you. “Keep talking baby. “ She was also touching your clitoris with the fingers of her other hand.   You were close then, and the pain and pleasure of wanting to come aroused a different lust in you and Ellie. “ Yes baby. Cum for me. Come on. “ She quickened her fingers even more and pulled her body upwards, closing in on your lips. With her lips on yours, you came violently. Climax has never looked so enjoyable to you.     She took her fingers out of you and brought them to her mouth and sucked on them. She looked so sexy. You wanted to give her the same satisfaction, and you put your hands on her waist, trying to turn her over, beckoning for her to take your place, but she stopped you. She closed your lips again, but this time it was softer. She wanted to comfort you and maybe she thought she hurt you.

  “ Just want to lay here with you for a bit, babe. “ You nooded your head and scoot  a bit for her to lie down next to you. You laid your head on her chest and gave tiny little kisses. Ellie snapped your head back and gave a playful grin.         “ You can do that later. You're tired. Let me take care of you. “    Maybe it was because of that Emily thing that you talked about or because you teased her before, but that was the last thing you wanted to think about right now because at least you knew now that Ellie had feelings for you. When the already dark weather started to get darker and the snow started to increase, you knew that you were safe at that moment and you were with Ellie, and if there was one thing you realized then, it was that you loved Ellie very much.

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TWD Incorrect Quotes #44

Daryl: Why is Y/N cryin’? Aaron: She saw a leaf on the sidewalk and- Y/N: IT LOOKED SO CRUNCHY! Daryl: Please don’ say what I think yur gonna say- Y/N: AND WHEN I STEPPED ON IT THERE WAS NO CRUNCH! Daryl: NO, NOT THAT!

I dont know if you do requests or not but if you do can you please do a Alpha Chris x Omega Fem! Reader who is in heavy heat but Chris was away for a bit for some of it? If you dont do requests that is totally fine! Your writing is so fucking awesome btw, it gives me life

Hewwo! This is request literally made me pause my current fic/drabble because I could not get this out of my head 😆

Also thank you so much for the kind words can't express how much it means to me 🥺❤

I honestly didn't think I was that good where people would want to request anything 😅 But if you have any or just want to simp asks and dms are always open. I will do my best 😤

I hope you enjoy this lil bit. Thank you for your support 🥺❤

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Chris always made sure you had some sort of way to contact him if there was ever an emergency. However, you were always very hesitant when it came to calling him while he was away on a mission. Just the thought of interrupting something important, or possibly being the cause of a mission to go wrong, makes you anxious. You could never forgive yourself. But Chris always reassured you nothing like that would ever happen. It always felt like you were having a battle between yourself and your inner omega. It was even more of a challenge when your heat was coming up. You felt needier, even though that never crossed Chris’s mind. You figured if you were consistent with your heat medication, your heats won't be as bad if you had to manage them alone

You always thought every type of heat medication was all the same. The only difference was the name, the price, and the popularity of certain brands. However, you were so wrong when you bought some random brand you never used and your heat hit you like a truck this cycle. Every inch of your skin felt like it was on fire, slick dripping out of your needy cunt, aching for any sort of friction. You grabbed every piece of clothing that had your alphas scent. His soothing earthy masculine scent only made your omega whimper with need. Your small soft hands couldn’t even compare to your alphas' big calloused ones. There was no way your small thin fingers could reach deep inside your core like he could. You kept glancing at your phone, desperately wanting to call Chris to hear his gravelly voice right against your ear. The thought sent shivers down your spine. You needed him so bad. You were barely able to get yourself to cum a few times with your toys, but none of them could ever compare to his thick member. Suddenly a little idea popped into your head. You grabbed your laptop from the nightstand, opened up the device, and started it up.

It had been a few days since Chris last heard from you. He figured you were busy with work or focused on one of your hobbies. Thankfully it was an uneventful day for him and his squad. He called it a day dismissing everyone before going to his hotel room. Chris seemed to be a tad distracted while he typed out his daily report. He normally wouldn’t be this worried about you while he was away on a mission, but since he wasn’t even on the same continent, the distance made his inner alpha a bit antsy. He decided to give you a call after he sends in his report, to somewhat calm his mind. The moment he hit send, a picture of you filled the screen. ‘Incoming Video Call’ He clicked on the answer button right away “Hey sweet girl, I was just thinking of you” He smiled sweetly at the camera. He quickly noticed you had the camera pointed just high enough to barely get the crown of your head. “Hey is everything okay?” Only your heavy breaths came through the speakers on his work laptop. “Honey?” You cleared your throat, “S-sorry I-....,” “Baby I need you to tilt your screen just a bit”.

“I uh,” you take in a sharp inhale. “I can’t” Thankfully Chris had his earbuds connected to the laptop, making out the small noise of you shifting back and forth on the bed. He leans back in his seat, studying your raspy breaths. “Love, show me what you’re doing.” “O-oh it’s nothing. Just uh, just -” “Show me. Now.” He commanded with a firm tone. A small whimper escapes between your lips. After a pregnant pause, Chris lets out a long sigh, crossing an arm over his chest, rubbing his palm over his face. Once you saw Chris’s blue eyes look away from the screen you slowly tilted the screen before scooching back on the bed. “Omega I’m no-” just as Chris dragged his hand down his face, he looked back at the screen. Luckily for him, his hand was covering his mouth, holding his jaw from dropping to the floor.

You were a sight to see. The man on the other end froze in place, trying to drink everything in. Your bottom lip caught between your teeth, a deep flush dusted across your cheeks. Your skin glistening from the soft glow of the lamp in the bedroom. Chest heaving as you slowly grind on one of your toys. Chris slowly shifted in his seat. “Baby….. It’s too much” you whined, tears forming in the corner of your eyes from pure frustration. He leaned forward, noticing how unbearable tight his pants were getting. He cleared his throat, “Use your words baby. Tell me what’s wrong". He was doing everything in his power to try to stay in control, palming his hardening length through his slacks. “I need you” you pleaded between pants as you continued to slide the silicone cock into your needy whole. “Fuck baby girl,” he groaned.

He felt terrible at the thought of not being around during your heats. So in an ‘emergency’, he had one molded to be similar to Chris’s member, knot included. Except it was a few inches shorter and slender all around. There was no way he was going to make it an exact copy of him. The only cock he wants to completely stretch out your tight cunny is his fat cock. “Are you using the special one sweet girl?” You nodded as your glassy eyes looked at the screen. You saw Chris shuffling a bit before pushing his seat back and shoving his pants down, allowing his shaft to spring free from its confinements. Throbbing in need of your soft touch. Getting comfortable in the desk seat, he spat in his hand, rubbing it at the tip before coating his length in it. “Come on sweet girl show me. Show me how much you miss me,” he hissed through clenched teeth

You laid back onto his pillows with your bent legs spread wide, giving your mate a perfect view of your dripping slit. With the skin-toned sex toy, you rubbed the head along your sex collecting your slick. You ease in the first inch at a steady pace, giving your alpha a little show of you taking each inch in strides until the knot pressed against your lips. You pulled the firm toy from your heat until the head barely passed the first ring of muscle, then sheathing the dildo deep into your core, slamming the knot into your lips. Once you found the perfect rhythm that slowly built up the pressure deep in your pelvis, you could make out the heavy panting coming through the speakers. You tilted your head to the side just enough to see the screen, noticing Chris fisting his cock in sync with your toy, almost as if it was him who was stretching you out.

“Fuuuck, that's right, sweet girl. Keep fucking yourself on that like it's my cock. God, I want to stretch that tight cunt”, he growled mesmerized by your slick dripping down your ass and onto the sheets. Any sort of dirty talk that falls from his lips always sends ripples of pressure through your pelvis. The two of you never tried video sex, but you would both be liars if you said it wasn’t hot. Knowing you had your alpha all worked up while he was away during a mission was teetering you closer to the edge. “Shit baby, I want to see you take that knot. Can you do that for me?” he purred tightly, squeezing himself. The sounds of your wet cunt were getting him impossibly closer to his end. As you continued to pound your pussy, soaking the knot in your slick, you reached down drawing circles on your bundle of nerves. “Come on baby. Come on baby. Fuck! My sweet omega.” His fist desperately trying to match your pace.

With Chris’s words of encouragement, they pushed you to your breaking point. The knot slipping past your puffy lips, completely plugging up your cunt. The pressure bursts into euphoria in a blink of an eye, causing you to lift your bottom up from the bed with your back arching. Your clit pulsing against your fingertip, your heat squeezing the toy. Once when Chris saw the silicone knot popped into your sweet cunny, he could no longer keep himself together. Imagining it was his knot plugging you up as he paints your insides, shooting rope after rope of his thick seed. He clenched his teeth as he let out a low growl, throwing his head back, feeling himself spill all over his hand.

Both rooms filled with heavy panting as the two of you came down from your highs. He slung his head forward to see if you had calmed down, but was blessed to see you push out the knot from your core, slowly withdrawing the dildo. Just from seeing the silicon cock covered in your milky slick and your wet cunt clenching and unclenching, got his member twitching again for more. “Hey, love. I’m going to jump off and head home on the next flight” Your head shot up, hair all disheveled, “But honey, you’re at work” you let out a small giggle. You saw your man wipe his hands on a dirty shirt before he sat up to pull his pants up, “And my mate is in heat. I’m not going to let you go through it alone. I’ll text you when I’m about to leave the hotel, okay?” You shook your head with a smile before falling back against the pillows, “Don’t get in trouble Capitan Redfield” you teased. “Like that will change my mind” he replied with a chuckle.

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