I Dont Know If You Do Requests Or Not But If You Do Can You Please Do A Alpha Chris X Omega Fem! Reader

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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I take requests for The Last Of Us part 1 & part 2 !!! If you have any, don't be shy and send them please!!!!

Thankyou so much for doing my request! Its amazing! I was wondering if you could do a in heat alpha chris x reader, where chris is super horny and keeps bothering the reader as shes trying to get a project done for work. So she ties him up and milks his cock?

Sorry, its been a little bit since I wrote.😖 I'm currently in the middle of a fic where Chris is tied up, so I kind of made this a different "tied up" way??? If that make sense? Sorry I didn't write it the other way. Hopefully, I can make it up to you in the other one.

Needy Alpha Chris

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Warnings: Omegaverse/abo, omega fem/afab reader, alpha Chris, Chris being needy, knotting, tummy bulge, begging (both sides), cockwarming, diy cock ring, most likely grammar errors

Your deadline was coming up fast for your current project. You figured you'd be able to put some work into it while you stayed home with Chris for his rut. You gave yourself one goal for today. To finish the damn project you and your team were assigned to by your director. That was your only plan for the day. You even told your mate wanted to get this done so the two of you could relax that last couple of days you had off. Unfortunately, your mate was in the middle of his rut. The first few days he’s more aggressively needy. Giving in to his instincts and is absolutely feral. Stalks you around like a predator. His large hands are roaming all over your body in a frenzy. Thankfully he was towards the last couple of days of his rut, making him become needy in a softer way. He still wants to pump load after load into you but he will try to hold in his urges, not wanting to overwork you and have you fucked out of your mind the whole time. But in the end, he ends up begging to fuck your tight cunt.

There you were minding your own business typing away on your laptop, finally able to crawl out of bed and get some work done. As you sat on the floor, coffee table in front of you, back resting against the couch. You could feel someone’s hungry eyes watching your every move for the past 30 minutes. You could see the large man in your peripheral view seated in the small reading nook on the other side of the living room. Without even moving your eyes away from the screen you could tell Chris wanted your attention but didn’t want it to be completely obvious. Even though he was constantly clearing his throat or letting out a small grunt as he kept repositioning himself in the armchair.

After his fruitless attempts, he closed his book, placing it on the seat before walking over to you. He pulled the coffee table forward, pulling it away from you. Your hands stayed in the same typing position as you looked up at him in confusion. "Uh, what are you doing?" You inquired. But the bulky man kept quiet. He moved around to the other side of the table where you sat. Bending down, he slipped his arms under your armpits and lifted you up like a rag doll. You accepted your fate as he sat in the spot you once were and placed you on his lap. Wrapping his large arms around your middle section, burying his face into your hair. Blinking a few times, you turned your head to look at him. "You okay?" He nods against the back of your head. "Couldn't get comfortable" he mumbled, his hot breath dancing across the back of your neck. He could feel your small laugh vibrating through your body. "I could tell. You couldn't sit still." You leaned forward to pull the table toward you, rubbing against Chris's groin in the process. Clearing his throat as he tightened his hold on you.

The sound of your nails tapping against the keys occasionally broke the silence. Every now and then Chris would wiggle around, trying to get comfortable while he trailed his nose to your scent glands on the side of your neck, taking deep breaths of your scent. You paid no mind to it. His rut was coming to an end, he still wanted to take in your sweet aroma every possible moment. His nose rubs against the sensitive skin tickling you for a brief moment before you feel his canines scratch against your skin, causing you to let out a gasp. "Chris, I'm trying to work." You tried holding in your giggles as we switched to the other side of your neck giving the same attention. You brought one of your hands to where his arms were wrapped around you, rubbing your hands along them. As Chris continued to nuzzle against your neck, he unwrapped one of his hands, his callused digits trailing down to the plush skin of your thighs, kneading into the soft meat.

"Chris, I need to get this done." You tried to speak in a serious tone. He brought his mouth to the straps of your tank top, trapping it against his teeth, pulling the thin flimsy material off your shoulders before trailing his hot lips back up. “Then work” “I’m trying but you are distracting me.” you let out an exaggerated sigh. Suddenly you realized while this whole time he’s been holding you, he's been pumping out his pheromones gradually over time. It wasn't until you felt your sex ache for some sort of relief. "Chris Redfield” His lips stilled, pressing to your warming skin. “I told you I am going to get this done, and then I’m yours the rest of the day” You rarely raised your voice, but the sexual tension building up between you, and the nagging workaholic voice in your head was causing a battle inside you. He unwrapped his arm around your waist and slipped under your shirt. His calloused pads outline your sides, tracing up from under your breast, his fingers stretching out as far as they could before sinking them into the soft pillowy meat giving them a firm squeeze.

A soft whimper escaped past your lips, hips rocking slowly as you succumbed to the pleasure of his hardening cock rubbing against your ass. Your eyelids started to feel a bit heavy as your mind became foggy. Chris’s mouth trails up the side of your neck to your ear. “You going to let me in that little cunt?” he whispered between nibbles on your lobe. Realizing what’s happening, your eyes snap wide open. “Okay, that’s it!” you twist in his hold to look at him, “We are doing this on my terms though. I’ll cock warm you until I’m done.” Without skipping a beat he puts both arms under your thighs to lift you up high enough to release his throbbing cock from his sweatpants. “Hold on, hold on.” You lean forward and reach for something behind the laptop. You felt around the surface until your hand found a long silicon rope.

Leaning back against his chest, you tied a loop into one end. You pulled down your shorts with the help of Chris before he spread your legs, each hand supporting the back of your thighs. As he lowered you, you placed the loop of the silicon rope around his shaft. Giving it a light tug to tighten the loop. Chris too focused on being wrapped up in your warmth, paid no attention to the object wrapped around him. The smell of your slick alone gave him complete tunnel vision. Continuing to lower you on him, you feel the crown of his cock rub against your slit, collecting your slick. He plunges in his tip and stills there. Savoring how your pussy is trying to suck him in further, tightening around him.

He hisses out an elicit ‘fuck’ as his head tips back, falling against the cushion of the couch. With each passing second he takes to completely sheath himself in you, the more impatient you get. “Mmmm Chris hur-ahhh.” Before you could even finish your sentence he drops you on the last remaining inches, pulling the sweetest whine from you. Just as he was about to lift you up on his cock, you made a noise trying to grab his attention, placing your hands over his. “Ah! I said cock warming only” Your voice firm, squeezing his hands. He let out a long sigh before wrapping his arms around you again, burying his face in your hair. “Besides with that wrapped around you, you won't be able to cum so easily. Let me finish my work and then we can finish okay?” You rubbed his arms with reassurance before focusing your attention on your device.

The next 20 minutes were absolute torture for Chris. Any time he shifted to get any sort of friction or his cock twitched inside you, you would squeeze so tightly around him. You gummy walls wrapping snuggly around him. This only made him want to thrust up into you, but when he tried to, you would only sink further into him becoming like deadweight. Sweat was running down the side of his face. His brown hair stuck to his forehead. The pressure of the silicon around his base was starting to drive him mad. The ache in his full heavy balls grew, the muscles in his abs continuously flex as he fought all urges from making the tiniest movement.

At some point, he removed his face from your hair. Normally your warm sweet scent would calm him, but right now it only made his inner alpha want to disobey your orders and just fuck into your with relentless power. You two were feeling a bit antsy, craving for the feeling of him mixing your insides with his length. However, you couldn’t deny the fact you loved this power you held over him. Normally Chris would always take the lead, which you absolutely love. But just something about him listening and waiting for your command had you feeling giddy and absolutely sensual. You turn your head just enough to see his face in the corner of your eye. His eyes were squeezed shut, his jaw clenched tight, his nostrils flaring with every intake of air. Maybe it was time for a break. You pretty much had everything done. Just needed to go over to make sure you had everything, which you could easily do another day, or perhaps after he passes out from what you were about to do to him.

You reached forward closing the laptop while doing so, you slid up on his twitching cock. His hands dug into your hips, holding onto you for dear life. Before you lowered yourself further onto him, you folded your legs on either side of his, trapping him under you. You pushed the table forward just enough for some room. With both hands on the table to help stead you, you began to bounce yourself on your knees, sliding along his hardness. The male's breath got stuck in his throat as his eyes shot open at the sudden intense feeling of you riding him. His hands continued to hold onto you with bruising force. His mind was a tad too foggy to first realize you were finally giving him the attention he’s been wanting all afternoon. He didn't think it was possible to be so hard.

“Fuck angel, I-I need to cum” He said between gasps. You let out a small breathy chuckle, slamming yourself harder and harder onto his length. Grinding yourself on him every time his member began to twitch out of control. “A little bit longer”, you purred, detaching his grip on your hips and placing them on your breasts, guiding him to squeeze and touch them. You let out a whimper as he starts thrusting up into you earnestly. He's growling against clenched teeth, breathing erratically. "Please a-angel. I n-need it" you reached over your right shoulder with your right hand, cupping the back of his head, pulling him closer to you. His mouth pressed to your ear, his grunts and growls emitting from deep in his throat sending ripples through your abdomen. "W-will you behave?" Your hand wanders over your thigh, sliding over your neglected clit, feeling a prominent vein run down the underside of his cock, over his inflating knot, and stopping at his balls. Cupping them with your soft fingers, giving them a gentle squeeze. You could only feel his head nod eagerly against yours with a wanton moan. The weight of them felt heavy in your hands, tightening, begging to be emptied. You wanted to drag it out a little longer, but you couldn't wait anymore.

Once your hand was able to feel out for the other end of the rope, it took you a couple seconds to get a good grasp on it as Chris continued to plunge into you. Placing your unoccupied hand on the curve of your hip, lifting yourself up until only the crown of his cock was barely inside you, pulled at the rope as you sank down. As your lips touch his knot, a loud guttural groan fills the room as he is flooding your sex with his seed. His mind goes absolutely blank as his consciousness is ripped from him by his orgasm. Your hand drops the rope and stills over your pelvis, pressing against the bulge of his cock. You could feel the force of every spurt against your hand. Your lip caught against your teeth as you felt his warmth spill inside you. Once you felt his hands drop from your body and landed on the floor with a soft thud, you didn't feel him pulsing inside you. You lifted yourself up just enough to face him, making sure not a single drop gets wasted. The look on his face sent a rush through you.

His head tipped back, mouth open slightly ajar, drool just starting to drip down the side, his eyes glazed over barely rolled to the back of his head. Placing both hands on the side of his face, you tip his head forward, before capturing his lips with yours. Coming back from his release, his eyes slowly fluttered closed as he started to kiss you back. pulled back with a soft smile on your face. You ran your thumb over the trail of drool on his chin wiping it away. You gave him another peck on the lips before your hips started to grind on his still hard length. He winced, letting out a hiss. "T-too sensitive darlin'" You let out an amused sigh. "This is what you wanted though right? Want me to milk you dry" You said between pants. You started to ride him against a slow languid pace. Massaging your walls, angling yourself just enough to hit that one soft gummy spot. With your fingers still holding his face you looked down to see where the two of you connected, noticing the milky ring around his knot. "Look baby" you whispered to him. The moment he did you could feel him twitch inside of you again. "Want more… o-of your cum" You whined looking at him, brows knitted together.

"Shit," he hissed as his hands found purchase on your hips again, thrusting his hips up into you. You could feel his legs quake under you. The way his curly pubic hair rubbed against your clit, spurred you on as the pressure in you built. His fingers dug into you, pulling you closer, having your clit grind on him harder. "Gonna cum. Gonna cum. I'm gonna-" You placed your mouth over his, swallowing each other's moans as you both met your peak. The pressure erupted in you as you felt another wave of his thick cum. Your walls flutter around him, your clit pulsating against his pelvis as your grind comes to a slow stop. He threw his head back against the cushion as you both tried to catch your breaths, rubbing his thumb in small circles on your hips. Once when you came down from your high, you started all over again, rolling your hips into him.

"Shit darlin'. I need a break" he whimpered. "Please, just one more? I want you to stuff me full. Make a mess out of my pussy." Once again his body defied him, his cock still going hard, twitching and aching for more. How could he deny his sweet omega when you were asking so nicely. He lost count of how many times he came. Losing a little piece of his soul in your heat each time. After the umpteenth time, the whole room smelt of sex. Nothing but skin slapping slip and moans filled the room. "S-sweetie….. I-I'm s-shooting blanks" he slurred barely able to get out. "One more, one more." You kept chanting building both of your highs. The amount of cum from the two of you collecting on the wooden flood underneath the two of you. You started to rub tight circles on your clit once again. Chris's chest was heaving as his legs shook the floor beneath. "Come on baby. One more." If his brain was working he wouldn't think he'd have one more left in him. But the moment you reached back with your free hand to give his balls a light squeeze and slipped his knot past your puffy lips, his red cock was convulsing again. The pressure in you popped, your sex pulling the last drop of cum in him.

You collapsed on him, resting against his sweat-slicked chest. Focusing on both of your breathing. You squeezed around him one more time before you lifted your head to look up at him. A gurgled grunt rose from his chest. Drool was spilling out both sides of his mouth. Eyes fogged up in ecstasy. "You good baby?" You asked loud enough hoping to reach wherever he was. There was a long pause before he nodded his head just a bit, still looking up at the ceiling. You whipped the drool off along with his sweat running down the side of his face. "Good." You smiled, nuzzling into his neck, breathing in his pheromones. "I'll help you when your knot goes down okay?" You could barely feel him nod his head before you both melted into each other.

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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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hi there!! i heard u were taking reqs and i wanted to req for a fic where ellie blames reader for hiding the fact that she saved her from getting studied by the fireflies (like the argument she had w joel in tlou2) and they breakup but then ellie realises how much she fucked up when she sees reader at a party with another girl and can it be a happy ending with possible smut?

i realise i am asking for a LOT plsnandbdnsf 😔😔😔

Not a problem!!! Thank you so much for your request! 💜