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Pls someone dm me to rp with me I am begging

I am willing to do anything atp just to have someone rp

I like

Hetalia

Anything Rory culkin related

Certain slashers

Scott pilgrim

Genshin impact

Metaloclypse

Tf2

Scopophobia (frost bite, John Doe, purple.. etc)

Deathgasm

And like so much more. Please please I beg of it dm me

The Rory brain rot won. I’m no longer Gyrowife now

I’m Rory Culkins husband

I WISH I WAS IN SCREAM BRO!

need a nerdy boy to let me suck his dick while he rambles to me about all of his silly interests 😣😣😣

nsfw alphabet // charlie walker

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he loves to put on a movie n cuddle! getting both of you cleaned up, wrapping his arms around you and playing whatever film you desire.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

fem!reader: sorry to say, but his favorite thing on you, out of anything else, is definitely your boobs. not just sexually, he likes using them as pillows. but don't get me wrong, seeing a bit of cleavage or seeing them bounce will always have his mind wandering. gn!reader: for some reason, he finds your neck appealing. he loves kissing you there. he gets so embarrassed when he sees you sporting hickeys he left the night prior, but deep down he loves it more than anything. masc!reader: your lips. he likes kissing you a lot, it's one of his favorite things to do. he thinks that your lips specifically are perfect for kissing (he bites them, too).

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

believe it or not, he doesn't have too big of a preference as to where he cums. he likes wearing a condom, so he'll probably cum in you, but in the condom.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he has SO MANY. i mean, he steals your underwear all the time to use to jerk off with. he's honestly a major stalker. if you have any mildly risque photos or videos posted on instagram or SOMETHING, they're immediately getting screenshotted n added to his collection. he also has a bunch of other photos of you from other sources (behind your window at night).

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

no experience at all. no clue what he's doing outside of the porn marathons he has biweekly.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

he loves when you ride him. being able to watch your body move on top of his, your face looking down (maybe a little condescending) at him. he does also enjoy missionary. pounding into you is something he likes a ton.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he'll make jokes every now and then. he thinks it brings up the mood when both of you are being super serious, which he finds pretty intimidating.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

he tries to shave. he accidentally cuts himself pretty often, so he gets anxious when he tries to. but most of the time he's got some overgrown stubble, and a very very mild happy trail.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

he doesn't really know what he's doing in that sense. but he does really enjoy being slow and intimate. caressing the back of your head softly while you kiss down his neck and ride him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

very often, pretty much every night. he's incredibly horny, especially when he thinks about you. his mind wander and he starts thinking about how you would look above him, bouncing on his cock. that leads to his hands traveling down into his pants, stroking his cock and whispering your name to himself. (he also probably has a fleshlight that he uses occasionally whilst watching porn)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

hm, i don't think that he has the most hefty list in the world, but is definitely into some stuff. mutual masturbation, hair pulling (mainly receiving, but wouldn't be opposed to pulling yours), slight blood kink (mainly stuff like fuckin' you on your period), he's actually quite the masochistic, not always, but he'd be alright with you choking him, just not to the point of passing out. he's also super into dirty talk (giving and receiving, both degradation and praise as well). over stimulation!! again, both ways.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

your bedroom, his bedroom, someone's guest bedroom. any bedroom. or in his or your car, he'd like that too. the back of a movie theater! your giving him a hand job, he's fingering you/giving you a hand job and you're both trying to be quiet so you don't get caught. oh he just loves it!

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

most things you do. he gets super horny from a lot of things. your hand on his thigh, if you wear something even slightly scandalous, even just watching a movie together and a suggestive scene comes on.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

there isn't a lot he'd say no to, he's good with trying new things. but no matter what, he is NOT into feet at all or in any way.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he really enjoys when you give him blow jobs. he cums so quickly from them, and he's super easy to over stimulate. fem!reader: he knows everything from what he's seen in porn, but he does pretty well. he actually really loves eating you out, he'll cum untouched everytime (especially if you pull his hair). he buries his tongue in your cunt, then takes it out and licks and sucks your clit. he's so good. masc!reader: now, he has ZERO clue what he's doing. he kind of applies what he like to you and sucks you off how he likes to be sucked. he very much struggles with deep throating you, so he pays attention to the tip and jerks you off.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

he likes fast. mainly because he just wants to feel good, and he thinks that fast feels better. nothing else.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

maybe. you wanna fuck him in the movie theater bathroom while the commercials play? sure! in the cinema club room before anyone else arrives? maybe not.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

only risk he's gonna take is... literally stalking you. he's nervous to cum inside, he's got a love-hate relationship with getting caught. but oh boy, watching you from outside of your window. he just loves it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

2 rounds, after that he'll get pretty over stimulated and stuff, not that he'd complain.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

yes! when he masturbates, he uses a flesh light. other than that, stuff like butt plugs he'd prefer watching you use. maybe you could surprise him with a cockring, he'd use it if you really wanted.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not always, but sometimes he can be super mean. edging you and calling you dirty dirty names.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

sooo loud! he whimpers and whines a lot, his cock is sensitive. he also talks a lot, either subby little pleads or mean degrading words.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

movie night with him and all of your other friends, your next to him and almost sitting on his lap. during the movie, his hands travel along your thighs, up further and further. he whispers into your ear, telling you to stay quiet for him while he fingers you/jerks you off. he doesn't necessarily want to get caught, but he wouldn't have a problem with it.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

probably the most standard cock, not that thats a bad thing. around 5 inches, decent girth.

definitely above average, he's horny horny. say, your busy working on something. whatever, he'll almost beg for your attention without actually asking. he'll kiss you and pout when you push him away. 8.3/10

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he doesn't get too sleepy, but if you fall asleep he'll sleep with you.

thinkin ab casual dom kap…muttering to himself as he walks you to the sink when you accidentally burn yourself on the stove, cooing to you little sobs n sniffles. “I told you not to lean on it while I was cookin, didn’t I? s’ok cmere,” he’s got your finger under running water as he wipes your face and kisses your temple. “start fucking listening, kay?” he says, sounding mean though u know he means well :((

thinkin ab casual dom kap tucking you under a cover in his van when he drives all night somehwere with you, tryin to keep his eyes on the road but he sees you cuddlin yo to yourself as you sleep in the passenger seat. he throws the throw blanket over you with a hand on the steering wheel, rubbing your arm lovingly as he yawns and continues on route.

thinkin ab casual dom kap who helping you do your skincare when you’re too tired. you’re already laying in bed so he brings your things to you, trying not to move you as much or wake you and get you all grumpy. he’s so concentrated too, “which one went before which..?” he’s asking himself, looking at all your creams.

casual dom kappa who bounces you on his lap as he reads the news paper in the morning. you’re still tired and just laying on his shoulder, and he’s readin to you. “aww baby they closed down that ice cream shop you love so much.” “!!!what!!” you raise up tiredly “well it was nasty and old anyway, bout damn time. i’ll get you your own ice cream shop” he rubs your hip and coddles you back to sleep on his shoulder, continuing his bouncing.

soft dom kap who you also decorate with bows :3 “this is..so stupid-” “stop moving!” you put them all in his hair and on his chest, giggling to yourself. you know he’s not with social media anyway so he just wouldn’t get it, and he only acknowledges you when you put one on the print of his dick peaking through his sweats, knowing he didn’t have anything underneath. “the fuck are you doing??” he laughs and you join him, “it’s..cock-ette,” you laugh, making him laugh more (if u coukdnt tell I like the bow trend)<;33

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history // charlie walker

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original prompt: you’re paired with charlie walker for a school project, it gets dirty

warnings: 18+ nsfw smut, porn WITH plot, afab!reader, slight angst (charlie thinks you hate him for like 5 whole minutes) pet names, oral (male and female), dom!reader, sub!charlie, begging, making out, fingering, whatever the fuck it’s called when you grind against sheets to make yourself c*m, overuse of the nickname ‘char’, never written for dom!reader before (bare w me), no specific reference to body type !! please let me know if i forgot anything!

word count: 3.1k

this is NOT proof read so if there are any mistakes ignore them! i believe that anyone of any shape or size and anyone of color can enjoy this. i don’t believe there is any description of physical appearance (please please correct me if i’m wrong, i don’t want to make assumptions about anything!!)

please send in more stuff for me to write because i’m in the mood to zoom 🫡

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1:40 PM

you sat in history, your last period class, shaking your pencil hearing it tap, tap, tap with every move. eyes trained on the clock wishing the last twenty minutes would fly by quicker, eager to get your weekend started.

“for this project, you are all going to be in partners”

everyone shot up from their bored positions at their desks, starting conversations with friends deciding who’s working with who. you look over at your best friend, grinning.

“settle down, your partners were pre-chosen. i think we need some variety in the groups we see”

the class started to groan as the teacher stated that the partner lists were posted on the board, stating specifics on the projects and that it will be due on monday. everyone started to get up from their seats to check the list on the corkboard at the front of the room. you started to write down ideas, assuming your partner would find you.

of course it’s due monday, there goes my weekend. what’s the point of your parents going out of town if-

“uhm hey, i think we’re partners”

you look up, noticing charlie walker standing at the front of your desk, looking at the floor in front of him.

“you think or you checked the list and know?” you smirk at him, giggling to yourself.

“you got me there, i saw it on the list” he states, settling in the chair beside you.

he started rambling, talking about ideas he has for the project.

“okay charlie, here's the deal” you state bluntly, “my parents aren’t home for the weekend and i really want to get this project finished as soon as possible so i can have friends over on saturday”

he was taken back at your tone, shocked at the rude nature. he figured you didn’t like him, and wanted to get it over as soon as possible so you didn’t have to be seen with him. why else were you so angry when you had always been so sweet to everyone? weren’t you two friends?

“well we can do it after school and work on it today, i’m good at history so we should finish it really soon” he says quietly, trailing off towards the end.

“perfect” you say, grabbing your phone and handing it to the boy. “give me your number and i can text you my address”

the final bell rings and the class starts to gather their things. you sit up from your spot at the desk, collecting your books to leave. “i’ll shower when i get home and you can come over after, does three work?”

“sounds good.” he doesn’t look up from the desk as he’s still writing down notes.

“see you later, char” you say, giving him a smile he doesn’t notice.

walking back to your locker, you catch yourself thinking about him and how awkward he is, finding it indearing. you were excited to work on your project with him, you had a crush on him for a while and you hadn’t had any courage to say anything to him.

you grab your things and start the trek to your car, stopping your friend to tell her about your plans for today on your way out.

“the universe is giving you signs partnering you up with charlie, maybe it’s time to tell him about your crush.” she says, shoving her shoulder into yours as she walks.

“yeah right, he’s so infatuated with kirby i would just embarrass myself if i told him i liked him.” you state rolling your eyes. “he’d laugh in my face probably”

“he’s too sweet to do all that” your friend says stopping once you reach her car, “charlie walker is probably not the type of person to be rude about letting someone down, he’d probably say thank you and talk about a movie that’s about to come out”

she unlocks her car as you laugh at her joke, trying to ease the nerves in your stomach. you wave goodbye and turn to leave, hearing your friend shout out her window “don’t do anything i wouldn’t do”

you laugh as you walk to your car, sitting in the drivers seat and starting it before heading home.

maybe she’s right, i should just say something.

~~~

you wipe the steam off of the bathroom mirror after stepping out of the shower, skin red from the burning shower you took. you start to pat your damp skin dry before you heard a knock on your door. checking the time to see it was 2:45. fuck, he’s early.

you wrap yourself with the towel tightly before you start down the steps to answer the front door.

“hey” charlie starts, face starting to get beat red after noticing you in a towel. you notice him start to fidget with his hands.

“you’re early char” you say opening the door wider and waving him in. “you can wait in my room while i get dressed, it’s upstairs next to the bathroom”

you both start to walk up the steps and you point to the right when you get to the top. “it’s on the door on the left, get comfortable and i’ll be right there”

you hear charlie hum and grip the strap on his bag before he turns to your room. you step into the bathroom and finish getting dressed, drying your skin and putting on comfortable shorts and a crop top. you head back to your room and stand in the doorway, noticing charlie with his back to the door, looking at the pictures and vinyls hung on your walls.

“you’re not going to steal anything, are you?” you tease, sitting on the middle of your bed with your bag, pulling out your history books.

“of course not” charlie says, “just looking at all your stuff”

he takes a seat across from you, where he had preset his books and notes from class. you grab your phone and turn on some music, asking if the choice was okay and a hum of approval in response.

“so, where should we start?” you ask.

~~~

you guys worked on your project for about an hour before you heard your stomach growl. you drop your pencil and look up at charlie who was scribbling away. “are you hungry, char?” you ask

he hummed no at your question and you started to get anxious at his lack of response, he normally would talk your ear off about anything and everything. “is everything okay?”

“yeah, why wouldn’t it be?”

“you’re just really quiet today, i wanted to make sure everything is alright with you.”

“i just want to finish this project so i’ll get out of your hair, i know that you don’t really want me around”

his response caught you very off guard. you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, shaking your head back and forth softly. “what are you talking about?”

he shrugged his shoulders, not looking up from his lap.

“char, look at me” he looked up at you, trying hard to keep eye contact. “why would you think that?”

“you said earlier you wanted to get the project over with so you could make other plans this weekend.”

you noticed him look back towards his lap and you were confused on what he was talking about

“i figured since you don’t like me, you wanted to get rid of me quicker”

your eyes softened, realizing you didn’t phrase your comment from earlier properly. you immediately felt bad, you never wanted him to think that you didn’t like him. you liked charlie, quite a bit actually. he was very smart, charismatic, and oh so sweet; you couldn’t believe he thought you hated him.

you scooted closer to him, setting his hand on his knee. he looked up towards you with a nervous expression.

“i don’t hate you, i’m so sorry that i made you think i did. i was just upset earlier that we were given a weekend project the same week my parents were out of town” you gave his leg a little squeeze

“oh” he replied, holding eye contact with you. “now i feel stupid”

“don’t feel stupid, it was all my fault. i’ll hang out with you all weekend just to prove to you i like you.” you paused, wanting to say something more. you took your hand off his knee and put it in your lap, looking at the ground, you took in a deep breath.

“actually char,” you start to trail off, feeling the nerves all the way down to your toes. “i really like you”

“what?” you felt the bed move, charlie shifting in his seat

“i don’t expect you to feel the same, i know you have a crush on kirby, robbie told me a while ago, i just felt like i needed to tell you before i lost the courage to”

charlie didn’t say anything, he felt so dumbfounded by your sudden release. he didn’t know what to say, he liked you to, he just never knew how to express it. he liked how kind you were to everyone and how you always loved to listen about everything he has to say.

you got up from your seat quick, anxiety crashing at his silence. “i’m so sorry, just forget i said anything. i’m going to grab a water” you state, heading towards the door

“wait” you heard him get up from the bed and head towards you, “do you mean it?”

you make eye contact, “of course i mean it, i wouldn’t say it if it wasn’t true char”

he stood directly in front of you, “i like you too”

neither of you said anything after that, all that could be heard was both of your breaths and the quiet sound of radiohead coming from your phone. he looked between your eyes and your lips.

“do you want to kiss me charlie?”

“yes” he says softly

you felt his lips on yours, pecking slightly. he was so nervous, you knew you had to lead

“do you want to make out with me?”

“please” he nodded quick, looking back to your lips.

you lean forward to kiss him, hands moving up to the back of his neck. you could feel his hands on your hips, barely making contact. you slightly pull away, catching your breath.

“please touch me char”

you felt him grab your waist, pulling you back to his lips. you rake your fingers through his hair, pulling at the root slightly. he whimpered at the feeling, gripping your sides harder.

you started to walk the both of you slowly toward the bed, not breaking away from the kiss. you settled into his lap, feeling his hands glued in place.

“you can touch me anywhere” you say breathless, pulling away

“i’ve never done this before” he admits shamefully

“we can do whatever you feel comfortable with.” you reply, playing with his hair.

you felt one of charlie’s hands leave your hip, slowly heading towards your chest. he let out a breath when he felt you weren’t wearing a bra. he was gentle with his touch, as though he was scared to break you. your hand found his and pressed harder, encouraging his movements.

he started to kneed his hands, rubbing his thumb back and forth over your nipple. you let out a soft moan, pushing your lips back to his. you started to grind your hips back and forth, earning a breathy sound from his mouth. he opened his eyes to look up at you and you took the opportunity to bite the bottom of his lip, moving immediately to his neck, rubbing his cock with your hands.

“is this okay baby?”

“fuck- yes please”

you start biting and kissing the skin below his ear, moving your hands to start unbuttoning his shirt. he shrugs it off his shoulders and you start to make your way down to kneel on the floor, kissing and sucking his skin on your way. you look up at him as you fumble with his zipper, batting your eyelashes at him. he sits up slowly to help pull his pants down, taking his underwear with him. he sets his hands on either side of his legs, slightly gripping the sheets with nerves.

you take his dick in your hands, shocked at the size, before spitting on it. you rub your hands up and down earning a moan from charlie.

“fuck- please i-” he trailed off when you kissed the head, tasting salt on your lips.

“please what baby?” still stroking his cock

“i need more, i want more please”

you lick a long strip from his balls to the tip before putting him in your mouth. slowing going up and down using your hands to help with what you can’t fit. you grab charlie’s hand, moving it from his side to the top of your head. he laces his fingers in your hair, slightly pushing and pulling with your movements.

“i think i’m going to cum”

you pull off, stroking him quick with your hands, “are you going to cum in my mouth char? be a good boy and cum in my mouth for me”

he nodded, eyes shut tight as his head leaned back. “say it charlie, tell me”

he opened his eyes, locked with yours. wiping a tear from your face, so fucking pretty.

“i’m gonna cum for you like a good boy fuck-”

you went right back to work, taking him deeper and blinking the tears from your eyes. you wanted to see charlie cum so bad, you felt your hands move down inside your shorts. rubbing your clit over your panties.

“fuck, i’m cumming, please let me cum. wanna be good for you”

you moaned around his dick and felt charlie grip your hair harder. his dick started to twitch and you felt your mouth get hot, cum filling your throat and mouth. you pulled off slowly, swallowing as you went, keeping your mouth open to pump the rest of his cum on your tounge.

charlie was a rambling, moaning mess. whispering how good it felt and how good you were. he saw you give his dick one last kiss and come back up to meet him face to face.

“thank you”

you gave him a quick kiss, giggling. “you don’t have to say thank you”

he wanted to say it a hundred times over, he couldn’t believe that he just got head for the first time. “can i…” he trailed off

“can you do what char?” you sounded so innocent, like you didn’t just finish choking and gagging on his dick.

“can i do you now?”

you got close to him, kissing up his neck. “you want to eat me out baby?”

“yes, please. please let me make you feel good”

you nodded and stood up from your seat next to him, pushing your notes to the bottom half of the bed. you slipped your top off and pushed your pants down your legs, getting comfortable by your pillows. “come here char”

charlie was quick to move above you, taking your lips to his, touching anywhere his hands could move.

“i might need some help” he sighs sheepishly.

“start by moving all the way down” you say as you give him a quick kiss for encouragement. “do whatever you think is right, i’ll tell you if i don’t like it”

he nodded and moved to your neck, kissing and licking, keeping his hands roaming. you felt him reach your nipples, his hot breath close before sticking his touch out to lick one. he saw your lips open to let out a quiet gasp of air and started to suck, earning a moan in response. he moved his hand, pinching and pulling at the left while he kept his mouth at the right, then switching.

“just like that pretty boy” you said as you move your hand to play with his hair.

he was blushing at the pet name, feeling his cock getting hard against your hip. he started to move down, kissing anywhere and everywhere he could, scared you’ll change your mind. he makes it past your stomach and to your thighs, gently pulling them apart.

he lets out a subtle groan, “so pretty” he mumbles. “can i touch you?” he says rubbing his hands up and down your thighs.

“of course” you sigh, anxiously waiting for his touch

he slowly brings his hands to your pussy, collecting your wetness on his fingers and spreading it around. he finds your clit and starts to rub in small, slow circles, watching you raise your hips slightly.

“right there baby” you say closing your eyes.

he brings his mouth to your pussy, licking a long strip from your hole to your clit. “you taste so good” he says lowly, almost to himself. he continues to play with your clit and eat you out. trying different rhythms and motions based on your movements and sounds.

“char, please put a finger in. i’m so close”

charlie is quick to push in and up, finding that sweet spot. you grab his hair, pulling at the root.

“fuck yes, right there”

he can’t help it, all the mumbling and moaning makes him start to grind into the bed, intoxicated by you. he can feel his cock, hard and throbbing against your silk green sheats.

he slowly slides in a second finger, curling them upwards, taking your clit between his lips and sucking softly.

“i’m gonna cum” you felt your body start to feel fuzzy, stomach pulling at the feeling. “fuck charlie, i’m cumming”

you felt yourself tighten against his fingers, grinding down on his tongue, which was eager to lap up your release. you heard him whimper, seeing his hips stutter against the bed.

he pulls his head up from your pussy, making sure to not look at you in the face. “i’m so sorry”

you look at him confused, leaning forward to see the wet spot on your sheets. you smirk at him, grabbing his hand and licking your juices off his fingers.

“don’t be sorry, this was amazing,” you lean forward to kiss him “and knowing you came from eating me out is kinda hot”

you giggle as you lean back, still catching your breath. charlie moves beside you softly rubbing your hand. “so what do we do now?”

you look up at him, “well” you start lacing your fingers with his “for now, we lay here until we fall asleep. then tomorrow morning we’ll wake up and shower and maybe finish where we left off”

charlie grins from ear to ear, “oh yeah?”

“i mean, if that’s alright with you” you mumble

“being with you is alright for me” he says, kissing your forehead.

I wanna lick the grease from his hair 😩😩😩

love

hii :3 how are you today? can i request dom!charlie fingerfucking fem!reader during movie night? all of their friends are with them so the reader has to be quiet.. also charlie gets really excited during the kill scenes

(inspired by a literal dream of mine i can’t breathe)

A/N: hi anon! i'm doing well, thank you sm for asking :). i love this idea, and i am so so jealous of your dream 😩. hope you enjoy!

Movie Night <3 - Charlie x fem!reader

‼️ NSFW - MDNI ‼️

warnings: dom!charlie, sub!fem!reader, descriptions of gore, semi-public (?) fingering, cum eating

It was a cold, dark night, perfect for a scary movie. Charlie had invited you, Robbie, Kirby, Jill, and a few other friends over for a little movie night, specifically a slasher he had been wanting to watch forever.

That's how you ended up curled up on the couch, listening to everyone chatter and laugh while Charlie set up the TV. You were under a soft, blue blanket, which was slung over your legs comfortably. Robbie had sat next to you, the two of you making casual conversation about who knows what.

"Alright, that should do it.. you guys ready?" Charlie asked, turning to face the group with an excited smile. Most of them were sat on the floor, beers in hand and a large bowl of popcorn amongst them. Everyone agreed, beginning to settle down as the opening cedits started to flash across the screen. Charlie moved away from the TV, pointing at Robbie as he approached the couch.

"Get up, that's my spot," he huffed, glancing at you. Robbie groaned, but didn't argue, getting up and joining everyone else on the floor. Charlie grinned, settling himself on the couch with you. He leaned against the back, one of his thighs pressed to the arm of the couch. Once he was comfortable, he gave you an expecting look, wordlessly inviting you to cuddle up to him.

You didn't hesitate, scooting closer and moving the blanket so it was covering both your lower halves. You laid against his side, feeling his arm wrap around you. Both your legs hung off the couch, feet planted on the floor and your eyes landing on the TV.

The movie started out with one of those shorter clips they play in the beginning to get you interested, a pretty blonde girl innocently getting ready for bed. She's texting her boyfriend, brushing her teeth, getting changed.. perfectly mundane activities, unaware of her unfortunate future. Soon she's screaming and crying, getting chased down and brutally attacked by the antagonist. It's a classic opening, which you knew Charlie would appreciate.

Charlie was, of course, glued to the scene. He was watching with a small smile as it continued it's chorus of screams and metallic slashing, flashes of red reflecting in his eyes when the blood started flowing. He was absolutely enamored, and it had barely started.

When the movie cut out of the opening scene and started introducing the main characters, he took the time to look down at you. You were paying close attention to the film, the lights from the screen bouncing across your features fluidly. He bit his lower lip, his eyes raking down your figure slowly.

He could see down your shirt from the upward angle he was at, the sight making him fight back an eager smile. He glanced down to get an eyeful of those thighs he loved so much, sighing quietly when he remembered the blanket. It covered your legs, blocking his view.

You peeked up at him when he sighed, noticing he was more focused on you than the movie. He met your gaze, giving you a sheepish smile when you caught him staring. You just smiled back, shaking your head a bit and getting closer to him before looking at the TV again. It wasn't unusual to catch him staring, but it never failed to make you feel flattered.

He watched the movie with you for a while, and while he was interested, he just couldn't focus with you so close. He could feel how warm you were, even through the fabric of his clothes. After a few more minutes, he couldn't help himself anymore, moving his arm from around your shoulder downwards. You didn't think much of it when he settled his hand on your thigh, still looking forward. He squeezed gently, fingers pressing into the soft, warm flesh. His eyes stayed pinned on the screen, not wanting to miss the upcoming scene as he moved.

You started to squirm a little when his hand slipped upward, closer to the space between your legs. You turned to look at him, leaning up a little so only he could hear you.

"What are you doing?" you whispered, glancing at the others to make sure they didn't hear you. He shrugged, giving you a mock confused look. "I'm watching the movie," he answered innocently, turning his attention back to the screen. Kirby turned when she heard you chattering, briefly looking between the two of you before ignoring it.

You realized you were too close to the group to make any noise, your face starting to feel hot as you tried to stay focused. A gruesome scene was taking place on the TV, which of course, had almost all Charlie's attention.

Almost.

His hand moved higher up until his fingertips were brushing over the waistband of your pajama shorts, a shiver rolling up your spine at the warmth of his skin on yours. All you could do was try to control your breathing, your underwear getting more and more damp, soaking with your arousal.

He pushed his hand into your shorts, feeling how wet you were through the ruined underwear. You sucked in a sharp breath, catching Kirby's attention yet again.

"You alright?" she asked, and suddenly everyone's eyes were on you. Your face became hot, your lips parting as you tried to think of something to say. She looked a little confused, probably concerned about how flustered you looked.

"Yes.. yeah! Yeah, this movie's just giving me the heebie jeebies," you lied, earning a little smile from her. "I know, right? It's way better than I thought it'd be," she commented, and you weakly returned the smile. Your head fell back when she looked away, thanking whatever high power there was for keeping her oblivious to what you were doing.

Charlie kept you close, his free hand reaching under the blanket to force your legs apart. You bit back a whine, forgetting about the movie and turning to look up at him. He didn't return the look, watching the movie like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

He started rubbing his fingers over your clothed clit, shushing you quietly when you gasped. Nobody noticed that time, focused on the movie. You gripped onto his forearm, hips involuntarily bucking forward against his hand before stilling again, your palms sweaty and you breathing uneven.

You tried your hardest to focus, but it was impossible. All you knew was two characters on screen had been having a heart to heart or something, when they started kissing deeply, clawing at eachothers shirts and panting heavily. From the music and the way it was shot, you knew damn well what was about to happen.

Sure enough, things started escalating quick, and before you could really process it, it cut to a sex scene between the two. That actually held your gaze, and the coincidence would have been funny if you weren't internally battling your unbearable urge to beg for more from your resolute boyfriend.

Robbie whistled lowly when the girls tits were shown on screen, winning a smack on the back of the head from one of the girls, though you weren't paying much attention anymore. Charlie, however, watched with focus, thinking about the two of you in their position. He was working himself up, impatient with his own agonizing pace. He moved his hand, finally shoving it into your underwear after what felt like ages. He groaned under his breath, masking it with a weak cough.

He leaned his head down a bit, putting his lips close to your ear and making sure only you could hear him. To an outsider, it just looked like you guys were cuddling, the blanket concealing what was really happening to you. He quietly hummed in contemplation, teasing your soaked entrance with his index finger.

"Right here?" he asked lowly, though he already knew the answer. You nodded frantically, your nails digging into his arm and your heart pounding. It was so surreal that he was actually doing this to you, right where any of your friends could catch you.

Thank god he had the TV up pretty loud, because if he hadn't, there was no way anyone would mistake the wet sound of him finally pushing his finger into your needy cunt. You were biting your lip so hard that you thought you would bleed, your other hand shooting up to cover your mouth. He felt a sense of accomplishment, holding you close to him and leaning down. He kissed the top of your head, mumbling a quiet 'I know' before focusing on yet another gorey scene.

"Dude, the blood looks so real," Robbie said, and Charlie nodded, casual as can be. "Yeah it does, I told you it was gonna be good," he replied. He turned his head down to you, giving you a teasing smile. "You like it so far?" he asked, and you could only nod, trying not make any sound. You knew if you tried to speak, it would just come out all wrong. However, you actually did take the time to acknowledge the scene he was so into.

The way it looked was extremely disturbing, but well shot. He watched carefully, starting to pump his finger in and out of you simultaneously. You took deep breaths, your forehead starting to sweat a little as you got more and more worked up.

His thumb began working circles on your clit, middle finger joining his index. An unexpected whimper slipped from your lips, and Charlie's fingers paused, fear shooting though you. You cursed mentally, realizing you definitely weren't quiet this time. Some girl who's name you didn't quite remember turned this time, locking eyes with you.

"Are you sure you're okay? You're acting weird," she asked, annoyance tinting her voice. You felt embarrassed, but you weren't the one to answer her.

"Chill out, I accidentally pulled their hair. Just watch the movie," Charlie replied, upset by the interruption. She paused, before scoffing and turning her attention back to the TV. His reaction only turned you on more, you loved when he got all defensive for you. You leaned up when nobody was minding you anymore, pressing an appreciative kiss to his jaw. He smiled lazily, pushing his fingers back in when he was sure you guys were in the clear. You promised yourself you wouldn't get caught again, unsure how you'd be able to get out of it a third time.

The pleasure was all-consuming, leaving you completely breathless as he worked on you. His fingers were coated with your slick, yet still giving you enough friction to drive you nuts. Your stomach fluttered when he pushed them deeper, the length of his fingers never failing to make you squirm.

He was going faster now, his thumb applying more pressure to your clit and his fingers occasionally curling. You tried your best to stay quiet, which didn't go unnoticed by Charlie. He would make sure to reward you later that night for being so good, but for now he just wanted to get you to your release.

Your eyes were watering from frustration, unable to move around or say anything as he fingerfucked you under the blanket. You could faintly hear the lewd, wet noises, but with all the grotesque sounds coming out of the TV's speakers, you were sure it would be fine. Through all of it, Charlie stayed pretty much caught up with the movie, multitasking extremely well.. considering what he was doing. You, however, had no clue what it was about so far, unable to focus on anything but the feeling of his fingers.

Your walls started clenching around his fingers, your legs shaky slightly and your eyes fluttering shut. Charlie could tell you were getting closer and closer, but he didn't stop, keeping you close against him and leaning down to speak quietly to you one last time.

"Come on, cum for me," he whispered, barely audible. You held onto his forearm for dear life, your other hand grasping desperately at his leg as the burning knot in your stomach snapped, hurling you over the edge. It all came down on you at once, the sweet, perfect pleasure multiplying rapidly as you shook in his grasp. He held you tight, pulling his attention from the movie to help you ride it out. He used his free hand to grab your jaw, tilting your head up and pressing his lips to yours in a messy kiss.

You shuddered when it was over, still kissing him deeply as he pumped his fingers a few more times. He pulled back, an excited grin on his face when he met your tired gaze. You watched as he pulled his hand out of your pants and up to his mouth, pushing them past his lips. He was as quiet as he could be, cleaning them off. He had to fight back a satisfied hum, just settling back in like nothing ever happened.

He held you close for the rest of the movie, letting you lay your head in his lap and rubbing your back affectionately. He didn't say anything else for the duration of the film, silently planning what he was gonna do to you when everyone else left.

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A/N: in my charlie era tbh. i have so many requests for him, i love it 😭. this one's kinda rushed, and honestly it felt weird to not write more dialogue, but i was still so excited to write this :)! hope you enjoyed <3. (not proofread yet).