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If you Loved Me- A ChrisMD Fic
From my Wattpad
Sometimes if you love someone you have to let them go, you never understood that phrase until it came a point in your relationship with Chris that it was obvious it was no longer going to work. His channel was keeping him busier and busier and flights to the mainland were happening more frequently, it was only a matter of time until the question came up but you knew you couldn't go with him.
"But I've found a great flat, it's on the ground floor it has two bedrooms your mum can stay," Chris pleaded as he looked into your eyes, they were brimming with tears, this wasn't a journey you could go on. Your mother had been ill for as long as you could remember and she was only getting worse, degenerative diseases did that but she could live for another twenty years with round the clock care or she could die tomorrow, you couldn't leave her and couldn't ask her to leave her home. All the specialist equipment was set up for her here, she had a sister who would help, she had the carers she knew and recognised.
"You say it like it's easy. She can't get on a flight you know that." Your mum's muscle disease had now rendered her bed bound, she had been for six months now. There was no way to get her to the main island even she wanted to.
"We can find a way, boat? I'll pay for a private ambulance and then..." You cut him off, with your eyes flooded with tears you hugged Chris tightly before painstakingly pulling away, your heart ached, more than it had ever done before, more than when your dad left when you were ten. He couldn't hack it anymore, it had only been you and your mum since and it had to stay that way she needed you.
"Chris. This is your dream, not mine. I need to stay here I'm sorry," you whispered. Chris gasped sharply knowing what you were doing but wanted to fight it every step of the way. You had been together since you were fifteen, you were twenty four now these kind of romances were so few and far between.
"My dream is being with you."
"Don't. You've let me hold you back for this long, you need to go and I need to stay here. I love you but we're at a crossroads now and we've got different paths." You had always felt guilty every time Chris ended a shoot early or came back from the mainland early because there was an emergency with your mum. You couldn't do that to him anymore.
"Please don't do this," Chris whispered his eyed now spilling with tears, he grabbed your arms tightly but not to hurt you as he went to kiss you. You turned your head away and shook it, knowing if you kissed him you wouldn't be able to let him go and you had to. Instead you placed a kiss on his cheek and told him you loved him and you were proud of him for following his dreams. You turn turned on his heel and left his house, leaving a very heartbroken man standing in the doorway to his room.
Of course Chris did go, him being able to collaborate more only made his channel grew. In fact he ended up moving in with a couple of other content creators George Clarke and Arthur Hill with yours and Chris's old school friend Arthur Frederick not far away. The four collaborated a lot, along with some other people and whenever you got time you watched some of their videos. You tried to make a point not to watch him a lot, you still loved him and as much as this is what he needed to do it was hard to hear jokes about all the dates he went on.
The truth was Chris went on so many dates because he was desperately trying to find someone but no one matched up to you, every single woman was measured to you and none of them made the cut, he told himself he just had to keep looking.
He was currently making a video with Arthur, George, Harry and Theo when Arthur who was on his phone like usual gasped.
"Chris, Chris I think you need to come and see this," Arthur bellowed as loud as he could in his usually soft voice.
"Arthur I don't care about chess," Chris moaned as he dropped the football by his feet.
"Chris please." Arthur looked so serious that Chris couldn't help but run over, he looked at the screen and his face dropped when he saw a message from Arthur's mum saying that your mum had passed away. Chris got his phone out of his pocket and saw a similar message from his mum, with the additional info that the funeral would be Friday.
"What do I do?" Chris asked.
"What's happened?" Harry enquired, walking over to the Jersey pair.
"Y/N's mum's died." Arthur announced sadly, he then turned his attention back to the small man who was running his hands through his hair. "I think you need to go."
"You're right." Chris nodded, that smart little nerd was always right. Harry then placed an arm round his friend, along with Arthur he was the other person who knew how much that girl meant to him through his time visiting Chris and doing videos in Jersey.
Back in Jersey you were coping but only on the surface. The funeral arrangements were keeping you busy enough to stop yourself from losing it completely, to an observer you were doing very well getting your head down and organising everything. The truth was your mum had her wishes laid out years ago so you knew what to do. People who knew you a bit more noticed how quiet you were, Chris's mum came over with a cup of tea and a cake from your favourite bakery plus some home made pasta bake so you didn't have to worry about cooking. She was always sweet to you, even after the breakup if she saw you round the island she'd always stop for a quick chat, making a point to not mention her son as she knew you were hurting too.
It was the day before the funeral and you sat there in your living room, it was yours now but you didn't want it you just wanted her back. The doorbell went and you sighed before getting up from the cream sofa walking to the door, assuming it was someone checking in on you, your aunt or some more flowers you opened it not caring you were still in your PJ's at two o clock in the afternoon. There on the other side of the door was the only other person you had wanted to see again apart from your mum. You hated yourself for thinking about how good he looked, his hair was now natural and curly and he had sprouted now facial hair, it suited him. Completely forgetting you two hadn't spoken in two years you broke down into tears and fell into his open arms. He wrapped them around you as tightly as he could without hurting placing his head on yours as you sobbed into his shoulder.
"Shhh it's okay. I'm here now." Chris soothed, his voice sounded like angels singing it had been so long since you had heard it not being through a screen. Chris had arrived in Jersey that morning, he caught up with his mum who had told him the how and when's, suggesting that she could really do with a friend to speak to as her mum's health had worsened so much since Chris moved that you spent all of your time caring for her and most people your age had moved on with their own lives. He held you there for a few minutes until you calmed down and the cries turned to small sobs.
"Did you want a cup of tea?" Chris asked, you nodded only realising you had barely drunk anything that day, you weren't taking proper care of yourself, it was too easy to forget to eat, or drink, or change you looked down at your attire.
"Please. Sorry for the state of me."
"You never need to apologise for anything. Ever." Chris's words gave you some relief. Him letting you know that he wasn't mad at you for everything is all you ever wanted to know.
"Place hasn't changed much," Chris mused when the pair of you were sipping on your tea, he even bought out a pack of biscuits from one of the cupboards.
"Dunno what I'm going to do with it now, or with my life." The house belonged to your grandparents who, knowing their daughter was ill left it to her and she now in turn had left it to her daughter. All you have known for years is looking after your mum, you had a job in a book shop but it was part time, the owner knew you and your mother and was very understanding to your situation giving you time off and flexible hours. You would have gone to university but couldn't leave your mum, you put your life on hold for her which was why you wouldn't let Chris do the same for you. It took everything in Chris's power not to say to come back with him, now wasn't the time you needed him to be there and he was.
He sat next to you at the funeral, held your hand he looked up at you encouraging you to go on as you read the eulogy. He had his arm around you as you watched the coffin get lowered for the final time. He stayed in your spare room for three nights, making you breakfast every morning and dinner every evening until he had to go back to film.
"There is no pressure but it wanted a break you can come and see me," Chris offered before he left. You nodded and did think about it seriously, he called and messaged you every day to check in on you and after a month of you wallowing you decided to take him up on the offer messaging him back 'I think I'm ready for that little holiday.'
"Chris, there's another girl at the door for you!" Arthur Hill bellowed from the front door, George smacked the back of his head. In his conversations with Chris the past few weeks he knew you were different.
"I thought he was picking you up at the airport, he's just filming with..." George started to explain when Arthur and Chris came into view.
"It's so nice to see you again," Arthur smiled before bringing you into a hug.
"I got an earlier flight," you smiled at Chris and almost fling yourself into his arms, they felt so safe to be in.
"I feel like a right knob now making you lug that thing around across London."
"Oh it was no bother." You'd take anything to see Chris again sooner.
"So how long are you around for?" ArthurTV asked when you were all sat around the sofas with pizza later on that evening.
"I don't know, whenever I get fed up I guess, I just needed a break," you explained and Arthur nodded sadly. The expression on his face was the same look everyone else gave you, sadness, concern and pity. The only person who didn't look at you like that was Chris, he only had care in his eyes.
You had been to London a handful of times before but there was so much you wanted to see and Chris took you to everything. You laughed together, you cried together but you had realised how much this break was needed and how much better it made you feel but it got you thinking, was it the break or was it Chris? You stayed for three weeks but eventually life needs dealing with.
"I need to make sure the house is still standing at least," you explained to Chris as he watched you pack your bags.
"You can always come back whenever you want. Have my key! I'll get another one cut," Chris suggested and you couldn't help but laugh at his almost childlike optimism.
"You know I sit there in that house and I hate it. It's nothing but bad memories. It's her house, not mine and I just sit there and think about her, watching her deteriorate, thinking about all of the things I missed out on because I stayed."
"Like us?" Chris said softly. Up until now neither of them had bought up their past but Chris couldn't hold it in any longer, these past few weeks had taught him he wasn't prepared to let her go again, there was nothing stopping them this time.
"I had to," you reminded him and yourself. You still stand by what you did, it was the right thing to do at the time.
"I know. You're grieving I'm not going to be an arsehole and jump on you when you're down but. I never stopped loving you." Chris walked to you and gently caressed your cheek with his thumb, it was something he often did before he kissed you and he did, it was very short but incredibly tender.
"I love you too." You whispered bringing him in for another kiss. Guess what they said was also true, absence really did make the heart grow fonder.
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Hiiii. Would u be able to do a best friend harry y/n insta au and maybe end up w a hard launch? Like the internet is speculating if they're together or not and after years they finally get together
couple of besties | harry lewis
summary: y/n and harry just being a 'couple' of besties
face claim: dua lipa <333
a/n: thank u lovely anon!!! sort of similar to the anon idea but took a lil spin on it hope u enjoy xxx
disclaimer: i know that ralph is viks dog but for the purpose of this au pretend its harrys xxx
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hi, i love you fics so far! would you possibly be able to do fluffy morning cuddles with george? 🩷
Morning Cuddles | George Clarke
A/N: Thanks for the love! I just got all warm and fuzzy inside just thinking about this. Like I can just imagine George being such a soft boy and wanting to cuddle all day with his partner.
This turned out a lot shorter than I was hoping, but I have a longer fic coming up next week so I wanted to get out something shorter for now. Hope you enjoy!!
Pairing: George Clarke x GN!Reader
Warnings: Fluff
Word Count: 700+
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The morning sun gently filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow into the room where George and you lay entangled in each other's arms. It’s still early, and you're wrapped in his comforting embrace, his strong arms wrapped around your frame, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing against your skin.
The sound of George's alarm interrupts the peaceful atmosphere, causing you both to stir from your slumber. With a sleepy groan, George reaches out to silence the alarm, his voice thick with sleep as he apologizes. "Sorry about that," he mumbles, his hand instinctively finding yours. "Go back to sleep, love." You feel his warmth as he begins to reluctantly pull himself from your embrace.
You yawn and sit up slightly, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. Slowly opening them, you're met with the sight of your boyfriend, his hair slightly tousled and sporting those soft curls you love that you think he doesn't show off enough. You offer him a sleepy smile as you assure him, "It's okay," before pulling him back towards you, snuggling even closer. "I'm awake now anyway."
With a soft chuckle, George wraps his arms around you, pulling you even closer against his chest. "Well, in that case, good morning, sleepyhead," he says, his voice laced with affection, as he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead.
"Good morning," you reply, your voice soft and filled with warmth, your gaze lingering on his features, captivated by his sleepy blue eyes. "I could get used to waking up like this every day." you add as you continue to admire his handsome face.
George smiles, his eyes crinkling at the corners with affection. "Me too," he murmurs, pressing another kiss to your forehead. "Me too."
With a soft smile, feeling the comforting softness of his t-shirt against your skin, inhaling the lingering scent of his body wash. You feel your body ease back against his and as the minutes tick by, you start to drift off to sleep again, lulled by the steady rhythm of George's breathing. However, right before you fall completely asleep, George gently shifts in the bed, a reminder that he needs to get ready for one of Chip's shoots.
You tighten your hold around him, a bit clingy, not quite ready to let him go. "Do you really have to leave?" you murmur, your voice tinged with sleepiness and reluctance.
George chuckles softly, his fingers tangling in your hair as he presses a kiss to your temple. "I'm sorry, love, but I do need to get ready," he says, his tone gentle but firm. He hesitates for a moment, his gaze lingering on your sleepy form before he adds, "But duty calls, and I can't keep the boys waiting."
You playfully pout at his words, and with a mischievous grin, you slowly move to straddle him, your hands finding their place on his chest. Leaning in close, you press a quick kiss to his neck before whispering in his ear, "Are you sure? I can make it worth your while to stay a little longer." Your playful tone is accompanied by a mischievous glint in your eyes as you try to tempt him to stay a bit longer.
George chuckles, his lips curling into a smirk as he pretends to consider your offer. "Tempting," he admits with a grin, his hands finding their way to your waist.
"But you know it won't just be a little longer, love" he murmurs with a playful glint in his eyes, his hands sliding up your waist as he leans in closer. He presses a soft kiss to your lips before gently maneuvering you off of him, his gaze lingering on your face with affection. "I promise, once I'm back, we'll spend the rest of the day together."
You sadly nod as George gets out of bed, a sense of longing filling the space between you as he heads into the bathroom. You watch him go, a soft smile playing on your lips as he bids you farewell with another tender kiss. His touch leaves a warmth on your skin, and as you hear the sound of running water from the bathroom, you already can't wait for him to return.
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am i cool yet? | george clarke
thank you for all the love on my first post, appreciate it massively!!
have a little george clarke x singer because i love the thought of that loser (affectionate) with a very cool girl
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arthurnfhill: guess who is going back on artour!! (please come and don't let the tour flop)
georgeclarkeey: it would be quite funny if it flopped though
↳ arthurnfhill: so funny i am laughing so hard rn
user1: cannot waiiiiiit when do tickets drop!!!
↳ arthurnfhill: 10am next friday!
yourusername: hm that sounds cringe. wonder who will even bother showing up to that stinker.
↳ arthurnfhill: literally so cringe, wait until you hear about the support act, they suck so much, gonna be the worst show ever
↳ yourusername: i don't doubt it x
liked by arthurnfhill, georgeclarkeey and 3,904 others. tagged @/arthurnfhill
yourusername: good news, i am going on tour! bad news, it's with @/arthurnfhill (but on a serious note, tickets go on sale 10am friday, so if you wanna come by and hear us sing some little tunes please do!)
georgeclarkeey: jeez he said he had a stinker support act but i didn't know it was this bad (but of course i am kidding and you guys will smash it)
↳ yourusername: @/arthurnfhill is this the irrelevant flatmate you were telling me about??
↳ arthurnfhill: unfortunately, yes
↳ georgeclarkeey: @/yourusername ah, so my reputation proceeds me
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arthurhillupdates: pictures that y/n put on her story from the first show of the tour tonight!!
userone: omg can't believe i missed the ticket drop, these two performing together ???
usertwo: they are literally both so hot i can't
userthree: i would kill to be backstage ngl
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arthurnfhill: artour night one in newcastle was very cool! a little disappointed that y/n looks cooler then me on stage but i will have to live with it
georgeclarkeey: to be fair i don't know what you were expecting, you don't look very cool anyway
↳ arthurnfhill: you can't be mean about things that are true
yourusername: if you need any stage coaching lmk
↳ arthurnfhill: rubbing a lot of salt into a fresh wound
↳ georgeclarkeey: @/yourusername i'd keep rubbing it if i were you
↳ yourusername: @/georgeclarkeey is that what you usually say to women?
↳ userone: she ate him up lmaooooo
arthurtv: can't wait for the london show so i can pester you live
↳ yourusername: couldn't have said it better myself, can't wait to pester you too
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yourusername: half way through the (ar)tour, thank you for all the support so far!! (+plus a little throwback from when i was just a girl making silly youtube covers)
bambinobecky: to say you look hot is an understatement
↳ yourusername: you're gonna make me blush x
arthurnfhill: wow that photo is great wonder who you pestered until they took the photo
↳ yourusername: got absolutely no clue, some random guy with a pedostache took it for me backstage
↳ arthurnfhill: crying in the mens bathrooms rn
↳ yourusername: you're getting awfully upset about the photo credits
↳ arthurnfhill: want to be able to put 'y/n's photographer' on my cv thats all
↳ yourusername: would be the only thing on there to be fair
gkbarry: jesus you're gorgeous, where's arthur been hiding you?
↳ yourusername: in the basement, says he's too famous to be my friend anymore :,(
arthurtv: don't tell him i told you but clarkey said you looked pretty in this photo
↳ yourusername: clarkey being too scared to comment on a girls instagram seems on brand to be honest
↳ georgeclarkeey: arthur you're a snitch and y/n you're mean
↳ yourusername: @/georgeclarkeey maybe but i wasn't wrong
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yourusername: london, you were amazing! the best night to end tour on, thank you all so much for coming to artour and supporting
arthurnfhill: thank you for supporting (even if you were very annoying)
↳ yourusername: is this seriously what you were typing when you were at the bar ??
↳ georgeclarkeey: can confirm, i saw him typing it
↳ user1: omg they're together?? clarkey and y/n meetup !!!
georgeclarkeey: was a very cool show, shame arthur had to come on and ruin it
↳ yourusername: for real, the audacity of this man to play at his own tour, smh
↳ georgeclarkeey: i couldn't agree more, should have just been the y/n show
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yourusername: don't let george take you for a walk in london, he takes it as photoshoot opportunities and makes you take a million of him (proof referenced above)
arthurnfhill: you spend time with him once and complain, this is what i deal with all the time
↳ yourusername: i have never pitied you more
georgeclarkeey: who is that good looking man??
↳ yourusername: think you're mixed up, @/arthurtv isn't in this picture x
↳ georgeclarkeey: now thats just cruel, especially after i paid for dinner
↳ yourusername: poor you :(
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yourusername: i forced the boys to take me to the local pub just to get aquainted
arthurnfhill: we will never let you have sambuca shots again, you just became mean
↳ georgeclarkeey: she actually became nicer to me the more drunk she got
↳ yourusername: @/georgeclarkeey that's just because i was relying on you to look after me x
arthurtv: you are abnormally shit at pool
↳ yourusername: hey you weren't much better, hill carried you so badly
↳ arthurtv: says you who teamed up with george just to make him help you with all your turns
↳ yourusername: don't hate the player hate the game, not my fault george felt like being nice to me
↳ arthurtv: wonder why he's so nice to you
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yourusername: why not to leave men alone with your phone, a thread
georgeclarkeey: you have done us a little dirty with these photos
↳ yourusername: shouldn't have taken them on my phone then
↳ georgeclarkeey: don't lie you love it
chrismd10: third one is going in the wank bank
↳ yourusername: wish i could say the same
↳ georgeclarkeey: am i not wank bank worthy?
↳ yourusername: really think about what your life has come to commenting this on instagram
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georgeclarkeey: she tried to teach me how to play, am i cool yet?
yourusername: i think i speak for all of us when i say no x
↳ georgeclarkeey: at least i tried
↳ yourusername: tried being the operative word
arthurnfhill: can confirm, sounded like a cat dying
↳ georgeclarkeey: okay fine, you can stick to being my rockstar boyfriend
↳ arthurnfhill: okay pookie
maxbalegde: he came into the office and swore down he was a top ten artist
↳ yourusername: i mean if top ten is top ten worst he might actually be right x
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yourusername: my boyfriend is not very cool but he is hot and i love him all the same (turns out he has a thing for super cool awesome rock girls)
georgeclarkeey: i am not sure how to feel about this, you both violated me and complimented me
↳ yourusername: feel grateful i complimented you, was just going to violate you originally x
↳ georgeclarkeey: well when you put it that way, gosh i'm just so lucky
arthurnfhill: nice of george to wear a hat that labels all of his skills so quickly and easily
chrismd10: honestly thought world war three would come before george got a girlfriend
↳ yourusername: you and me both (he's holding me captive please help)
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georgeclarkeey: if i get a cool girlfriend, does that make me cool by proximity?
arthurtv: no
arthurfnhill: she is barely cool let alone you
chrismd10: in no universe are you cool
yourusername: good try george, but no x
↳ georgeclarkeey: i'll try again with my next girlfriend then x
↳ yourusername: took you this long to get one girlfriend i don't think that will be anytime soon x
↳ georgeclarkeey: kidding, i am not letting you leave (you are the only one who can tolerate me)
hope you enjoyed !! :)
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If you’re still taking kinktober ideas what about a harry/chrismd threesome? I think those two island boys actually have some chemistry
Threesome | ChrisMD & Harry W2S Lewis
🔞[KINKTOBER]
[kinktober #1, ironically posted 10th October]
Praise!Harry x reader x Degrading!Chris
CW's: Degrading, praise, fem!recieving and fem!giving oral, overstim (if u squint), drunk sex, THREESOME!
The end of a drunk night out ended with the three of you all toppling back onto the same bed together, Harry on the left, Chris on the right, and you sandwiched between the two, giggling and shuffling to pull the corner of the duvet over yourself.
Harry's arms were burly and strong (you'd know- having been staring at the definition in his forearms all night), and they climbed over your waist, pulling you back and flush against his body which meant that Chris just shuffled even closer, almost suffocating you between the two as you laughed and playfully pushed one away.
You turned around to face Harry, eyes scanning his face, from his fluffy hair to his warm and dazed eyes, down to his curved lips and the light stubble that surrounded it. His little laugh triggered one from you, and you pushed yours hips back slightly to get into a more comfortable position, unknowingly brushing into Chris's crotch as you did so.
A grin curled up and onto your lips as you accidentally did so, hearing a short, sharp breath exhaled from Chris behind you. You couldn't help but push your hips further as you felt Chris's hard-on from behind, grinding down and giving him just enough friction to have his hand gripping your waist, nails digging into the plush skin whilst his hips rutted slightly, impatient and incredibly turned on by what you did.
"I'm not missing out on something right now, am I?" Harry teased as Chris let out a slightly louder groan, Harry catching on quickly and letting his hands wander down from your waist to your ass, feeling Chris's clothed cock and letting himself press his body flush against yours so that you truly were sandwiched between two hot, horny men which you weren't half mad about.
Harry's head dipped slightly, his tongue pressing flat to your neck and laying out a line before creating a harsh suction across the delicate skin, the shock making you let out a slight moan as Chris seemed to brush a sensitive part simultaneously, causing your heartrate to shoot up and your fingers to close around Harry's fluffy hair and thin shirt.
Harry caught the hint and pulled his shirt off before returning to you, lowering himself to your small top and fondling your tits through the material. Meanwhile Chris helped himself to your unoccupied neck, spotting the dark hickey blooming across your skin from Harry's prior kiss- and Chris did nothing to help as he grazed his teeth over the already sensitive spot, eliciting a moan from yourself as you arched your back from the sensation- pushing your tits out and into Harry's face, synchronously grinding harder onto Chris behind you. You felt as Harry's large hands ventured under the top, pushing the material down and your bra to the side to expose your boobs, his tongue working a circle around one nipple and making it harden whilst you whined- Chris' hand finding the other breast and wrapping his own hand around it. Your head turned just a fraction before you pressed your lips atop Chris', biting down onto his lip hungrily and exploring his mouth passionately, dominating the kiss as Chris focussed more on rolling your nipple between his thumb and index, the feeling of Harry's wet mouth around the other clouding your head and making you feel an ache between your legs.
It wasn't long before you were reaching round and pulling hastily at Chris' bottoms, shifting to get onto your knees whilst Chris helped you and took his trousers and boxers off in an instant, the sight of his cock hitting his stomach and red at the tip from the intensity of his hard-on had you watering at the mouth, wrapping both hands around the base of his cock and letting his tip hit the back of your throat instantly, deep-throating him whilst Chris' hands found the back of your head- holding your head in place and making your eyes water as you gagged around his cock, choking yourself around his length before his fingers were wrapping around your locks and pulling your back up for air- your spit dripping from his cock and making an even more beautifully nasty sight whilst you gasped to regain your breath.
"Such a whore for my cock," Chris groaned as he watched you run your hand from tip to base of his length before swirling your tongue around his tip and taking him back into your mouth once more as you were indeed a whore for his cock, and showed it willingly as you bobbed your head up and down on him.
You felt Harry's hands across your skirt- pulling the material up and exposing your panties beneath, his thumb tracing the wet spot and clit through the waistband, making you arch your back and take your mouth off Chris' cock to let out a groan as you felt Harry's fingers curl around the waistband, slipping them down your legs to expose your drenched core.
Chris threw his head back and let out a groan as your moan send vibrations down his cock which was halfway down your throat as Harry blew your core, causing you to clench your thighs as he blew the cold air across your arousal. His hands separated your thighs though, muttering a "Come on, open up Princess" before his tongue lay flat across your bundle of nerves, making you shut your eyes and forget all about Chris for a moment as you felt Harry's lips wrap around the sensitive bud, letting out the lewdest of noises as he mixed his spit with your arousal, sucking and causing you to see stars in your eyes as you felt euphoria coursing through your body and all the way to your fingertips from the way Harry's mouth moved almost pornographically around your pussy.
Harry's actions had you grinding back against his face, neglecting Chris as you absorbed in the feeling of Harry's large hands spreading your legs whilst his mouth worked wonders between - though Chris brought you back, tapping his cock against your open lips which let out whimpers and moans at Harry's actions.
"Be a good girl and give Chris some as well," Harry noticed Chris' actions and spoke, his lips brushing over all your sensitive parts as he spoke, making your thighs clench again, though you nodded and took Chris back into your mouth without hesitation, Harry's hands kneading and patting the soft skin of your thighs and ass as he mumbled an "'Atta girl" and put his mouth back to good use against your pussy, whilst Chris worked on gripping your hair in his hands, trying to control his thrusts at least somewhat as your spit dribbled down his length, hitting the back of your throat each time you bobbed your head.
It felt unreal, feeling the stubble between your legs, burning your inner thighs each time Harry lapped at your soaking cunt, your hips grinding down on to his tongue before being pulled towards by Chris at the hair whilst he mumbled "Fuck, so pathetic with my cock in your mouth" and a variety of other degrading syntaxes that had you clenching down hard, and that didn't go amiss by Harry, either.
You could feel that burn between your legs becoming more and more intense, your thighs spasming and chokes around Chris becoming more frequent as his cock throbbed in your mouth also, indicating he was going to cum not too soon either.
Harry's lips pulled away momentarily, murmuring "Cum, gorgeous", brushing your labia with wet and wanton lips as he did so, before letting his tongue roll your clit over, the bundle of nerves shooting fireworks in your stomach as you felt yourself release over Harry's tongue- Chris' groans growing loud as he rutted his hips into your mouth, chasing his release and holding your head all the way down at the base of his cock so that you couldn't breathe- your nose brushing his lower stomach as he released all down your throat, making you gasp as he let go and let you catch your breath after that, thighs shaking as Harry took the leisure of licking all your cum from your thighs and even your spent pussy- his large hands having to support the weight of your thighs which threatened to collapse each time Harry's tongue traced a particularly sensitive spot.
You turned around (with Harry's help), Harry putting his lips atop yours and making you taste yourself in his mouth as he shared a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss. You couldn't help but admire how beautiful Harry looked with glistening wet lips- your arousal coating his outer mouth and dribbling down his chin whilst his pupils were blown out, completely dilated, completely pussy-drunk.
A little gasp came out as you felt Chris' hand make hard contact with your ass, slapping it playfully and making you giggle after a moment as you looked back to Chris, admiring just how pretty he looked, all fucked-out- and you couldn't imagine how good you looked either- your hair messied from Chris' face-fucking and thighs still shaking from Harry's godly work on your spent pussy.
"Turn her around Harry, I wanna see what her pussy 'round my cock feels like, now,"
Your eyes went wide at Chris' words, though you were rendered helpless as Harry's strong arms wrapped around your thighs, picking you up effortlessly and turning you so that your body was flush with Chris'.
"You take it- I wanna feel her ass anyways..."
As the words left his mouth you could feel the tip of Harry's cock nudging against your ass, Chris' own length still bright red and erect despite cumming in your throat, and lining up with your entrance, all too ready to feel your insides himself, despite your little whimper of protest, already too fucked out to go again.
"I don't think I can go another round..." You whined, though Chris' cock that ran up your folds made you feel otherwise, as that overstimulation began feeling pleasurable again.
"Come on sweetheart, you can go again for us..." Harry spoke with a lilting tone, pressing a kiss to your neck below your ear like a little gift.
"You know damn well you can go more than one round, your still dripping and I know you wanna get stuffed again." Although Chris' words were more degrading, you knew they were true as you let out a moan into Chris' neck, feeling their lengths slide into you slowly, filling you completely.
Fair to say that with Chris and Harry inside you simultaneously- one hitting your G-spot from the front and the other sliding and and hitting your g-spot through your ass whilst the other pulled out- it was a long night of lewd moans and orgasms- but you weren't complaining one bit- not even the next morning when you could still feel their cum dripping from your, legs and throat still sore whilst the other two just proudly grinned at the state they had you in, just waiting for the next opportunity they would get to ruin you again.
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Camera girl -W2S
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Warnings: none.
In which you begin working for ChrisMD and meet a cute boy when he features in one of his videos.
I've been one of Chris MDs photographers for almost two months now. I'm really enjoying it, don't get me wrong most of the videos are filmed outside on football pitches so it's usually freezing but I still always get great photos. Today he's filming "we took 100 shots vs an amputee keeper and scored __ goals" with Harry and Ethan. I've met both of them before at a different shoot and they were polite but we didn't really interact.
I wore blue baggy jeans, a black coat and a thick blue scarf to keep me warm along with my Uggs. I put my hair into a claw clip and applied a little bit of makeup. When I was ready I got in my car to head to the football pitch, thankfully it's only a 15 minute drive since we use this place almost every time.
Once I arrived I got my camera from the boot then shut it and locked my car. As I went to make my way towards the pitch I walked past Harry's car just as he was getting out. I smiled at him lightly. "Here let me carry that." he said taking the heavy equipment from me. "Thanks." I said simply.
When on the grass Harry placed my bag down and went to say hello to Chris. Ethan and the goal keeper arrived soon after, I set up my camera and filling began. They were having a stinker and ended up losing (it was close tho). I'd been talking snaps of the shoot but it was time to get the photos for the thumbnail.
"Ok, thumbnail faces!" I said as I looked through the camera. Harry's mouth turned into a large O shape, Chris put on an exaggerated smile and Ethan looked... angry? I clicked through the pictures. "yup, got it, thanks guys." I said and they nodded. Then I began packing up my things.
As I went to grab my bag to leave someone else's hand grabbed it first... "what are you, my personal assistant now." I said with a chuckle. He smiled and shrugged "I was leaving too so-" Harry said with a shrug. He brought my bag back to my car and placed it in the boot. "Thank you." I said appreciatively. "No problem, see you next time y/n." he said.
The next week I was back filming a football video on the same pitch. This one is another "100 shots vs" but this time it's vs the sidemen. We already filmed Josh, Tobi and Vik's half of the video a few days ago and today it's Harry, Ethan and JJ's half (Simon couldn't be here). It was another cold day so I put on some warm clothes. I put my hair up and applied some makeup.
I left my apartment and just over 30 minutes later arrived at the pitch (due to traffic). I parked and quickly grabbed my camera out of the boot. I struggled slightly as I brought the bag with me towards the field. "Hey!" I said to the main camera man as I scrambled slightly to get my equipment out of the bag, since I was late. "Sorry I'm Late, awful traffic." I said to Chris. He nodded "no problem."
JJ introduced himself since I hadn't met him before. Ethan said a quick hello and Harry flashed me a cute smile "hey, how've you been?" He asked. I smiled "ye good, you?" I asked. But before he could answer the main camera man called him over to do the intro. I gestured for him to go and he did.
The shoot went on for ages and I now was freezing. When they finally finished I walked over towards the boys to take the thumbnail pictures. They all did their usual thumbnail faces and I laughed a little at how funny they all looked. I shivered slightly as I packed my camera away. "Do you need help taking that back to your car?" I turned quickly to see Harry in front of me. "sure, thanks" I said with a smile. He picked up the bag and we walked towards my car.
I opened the boot and he placed it inside. "I was wondering if you wanted to grab some dinner sometime?" Harry asked hopefully. I smiled, I've been waiting for him to ask me out for a while now "I would love that." He nodded "could I get your number and we can organise a time?" He asked. I nodded and he passed me his phone. I typed my number in and he thanked me. "See you soon." I said and slid into my car. He waved me off as I pulled out of the gravel car park.
Once I got home and looked at my phone I saw a new text from an "unknown number"...
Unknown:
Hey it's Harry
Are you free anytime this week??
y/n:
Hey, I'm free Friday night?
Harry:
That's perfect
Do you like Nando's?
y/n:
Of course
Harry:
Good because I don't think I could have finished this conversation if you didn’t
y/n:
Haha, 6 work for you?
Harry:
It does, I'll pick you up.
I have a good feeling about this…
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What about Chris MD as a girl dad 🤭🤭
All of the boys give such girl dad vibes and I’m so here for it 🩷
the girl-dad trope kills me for so many reasons, i have no idea why or where this love came from...
it's just so cute to think about how they're very masculine and love their football and 'boy chat' but a little baby girl that is half them just brings out their inner feminine side... :((((
shoot day was babymd's favourite.
because it meant she got to spend some quality time with her dad, in the fresh air, and she was able to run around the whole stretch of the 3g football pitch whilst chris did take after take for his upcoming new video for his channel with whoever he had for his new idea.
and whoever is guest-appearing on his channel will always include her if she's lingering around and making herself known.
passing the ball to her with gentle kicks and praising her when she kicks the ball back in their direction. pretending to show off their skills but as soon as she gets one touch to the ball, they go down and pretend to have been tackled (which always makes her laugh). picking her up and sitting her on their shoulders in between takes. keeping her happy and entertained which chris is so thankful about.
yn takes the opportunity of a child-free day to go and see the girls so they can have a little pamper session or a coffee and a cake to have a catch-up over the last few weeks so it leaves chris to look after their little on. he dresses her in her little arsenal shirt that has 'babymd' on the back with the last two numbers of the year she was born, her shorts and socks matching with the white colour and the badge embellishment on the material and she has her own tiny pair of astros that (almost) match chris'.
and when they get to the location, before any of his videographers or his helpers came by, he has a little kick around with her and lets her kick balls into the goal as he pretends to save the balls but lets them pass him by and into the back of the net. and it's a sweet moment of 'daddy-daughter' that he takes full advantage of because there'll be days when he couldn't do it and he wanted to enjoy every moment before she grew up.
and when yn finishes up with her time with the girls, she arrives at where he's filming for the last hour of his shoot and babymd is just so happy and excited to see her mummy and barely leaves her side from the moment she walks over.
"hello, poppet," she coos softly and lifts her up onto her hip, "have you had a good day with daddy?"
and she nods and plays with the necklace hanging around yn's neck, the scuffing of arthur's shoes coming over to her making her look in his direction, a smile on her lips.
"she's a proper angel. still not sure how she came from chris' bollocks though," he laughs and yn tuts playfully and covers her little girl's ears at the language that came from his mouth, his eyes widening once he realised what he said and his hand came straight to his mouth, "oh crap."
"you're lucky she hasn't started mirroring people's speech yet," yn says with humour in her voice at how embarrassed the man before her seemed to become, "it's nothing compared to what chris comes out with at home though, it's fine."
"i forget we have to be pg now when she's here," arthur laughs softly and he pinches babymd's cheek as she giggles at him, "pretty sure she's going to grow up and be even better than her dad... although it won't be that difficult."
yn snorts softly and adjusts the little toddler on her hip.
"i'm probably gonna take her for a quick walk around the sainsburys over the road, get some food and that, can you let chris know i'll be back soon?" she asks arthur and he nods softly, "do you guys want or need anything?"
"i think we're all good," he smiles, "thank you though." xx
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Arthur really deepthroats a whole ass banana and holds eye contact with Chris the entire time and NO ONE has written a fic. Must I do everything 😌
#between this and the stripping penalties#pub golf where they almost kiss#and theres not one fic#arthurtv#chrismd
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TOUGH LOVE ⠀,⠀ chrismd.
synopsis ✩ what it’s like dating chrismd!
warnings: mentions of sex.
authors note: had to whip up a lil bit of chris content <3 trying to do some headcanons in between publishing fics, so i hope this makes up for my weird uploading schedule. in the mean time, if you haven’t already please go check out my lux fic!
• a bloody sucker for psychical touch
• probably clingy ( clingymd all the way )!!
• i imagine you having to get out of bed earlier than normal in the morning and him pulling you by the waist back into bed.
• begging you to stay in bed just a little longer all groggy in his morning voice.
• when you do, he kisses your neck and jawline all lazy, pulling you in closer by the waist.
• actually the BIGGEST cuddle bug ever.
• “i was thinking for date night we could just stay in, watch a show and cuddle”
• loves to go out for dinner with you, but would definitely choose a night in over that anytime.
• not too big on pda, but isn’t afraid to show everyone you’re his with little bits of affection.
• when you’re out at party, he’ll snake his arm around your waist, making sure all the men there know you’re taken.
• definitely loves to hold hands while walking next to each other. he’ll lock his fingers between yours and massage his thumb slowly over the top of your hand.
• HOLDING HANDS UNDER THE TABLE WHEN YOURE OUT WITH FRIENDS AUGH
• most importantly he loves to show you off!!!
• will make you do football videos with him because footy is your secret talent.
• “that’s my girlfriend!” after every single shot.
• “my girlfriend and i are the best football players on all of youtube, let’s be real!”
• also low key leaves little love marks on your neck to make other guys who fancy you jealous.
• actually THE number one golden retriever boyfriend! bonus points if you’re his black cat girlfriend <3
• shows his love in sososo many wonderful ways.
• like i mentioned earlier — he definitely loves to leave hickeys.
• will sneak up behind you and kiss your neck while you’re editing, cooking, etc.
• showers you in kisses EVERYWHERE and i mean everywhere …. if yknow what i mean
• besides your lips, his favorite places to kiss are your cheeks and forehead.
• will tell you he loves you at random moments.
• you could seriously just breath and he’d be like “i love you so much”
• definitely praises you during intimacy with little “i love you”s.
• FOR SURE would call you princess or darling.
• makes little date nights for you to go on every week.
• alternates every other between staying in and cuddling or going out for dinner or to the cinema.
• all of his friends love you.
• especially if you play football and are at least a bit decent at it.
• they always ask how you’re doing when you’re not around, and chris always answers happily.
• he loves to talk about you to the boys.
• will tickle you any chance he gets because he knows you hate it.
• just his revenge for you slapping his ass all the time smh
• loves to play with your hair. he probably even tries to braid it sometimes but always ends up knotting it
• LOOOOVEES when you tangle your fingers in his curls.
• probably loves to have his hair pulled slightly i won’t lie..
• makes for the best boyfriend ever.
• gets you flowers at least once a month and you don’t even have to ask.
• “i know you like white roses, but this time i thought id get you tulips because they remind me of you”
• definitely associate the song “mirrorball” by taylor swift to him.
• “work song” by hozier is YOUR song. i imagine he would love to slow dance in the kitchen after you two just enjoyed a nice home cooked meal.
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Escape-A ChrisMD fic
"Who's stupid idea was this?" Chris grumbled as he walked along with his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. He then had eight pairs of eyes on him all furrowed.
"YOURS!!!" Arthur TV bellowed out.
It started out innocently enough, the five of you sitting around in the living room as you often did, there might have been a couple of drinks consumed but nothing too major, you were mainly all sitting around and talking after failing to agree on something to watch. You had your legs draped over your boyfriend Chris's lap and was mostly just laughing at him and his friends being silly.
"We don't do a lot, maybe we should go out do some adventure golf or something," Chris suggested, everyone moaned at the word golf. He had dragged everyone in that room to golf at some point and you all hated it.
"Well I don't know paintball or an escape room or something!" He cried waving his arms around. You gently placed a hand on his arm to stop him from hitting you in the face accidentally.
"Escape room could be fun," ArthurTV shrugged, he quite liked solving puzzles.
And that was it, now here you all were three days later walking down the road at ten o clock in the morning on a Saturday, it was the only time they had available. Chris wasn't a morning person particularly he needed to have time to adjust before getting up for the day watching some Youtube or Tiktok with a cup of tea but he had woken up late this morning and didn't have time for his tea so was cranky.
"I don't know why this is suddenly all my fault," Chris sulked, you rolled your eyes but grabbed his hand anyway and squeezed it causing him to smile at you.
You got to the place bang on time, filled in the forms and listened to the actors spiel. The premise was of a manor house and a murder, however the detective investigating this had now gone missing. You entered the first room which looked to be a ransacked lounge, it was set in the nintety fifties and the décor reflected that.
"What's our strategy here?" George asked looking round the room to see the two Arthur's already off trying to solve a puzzle on the table and Chris looking around gormlessly wishing he stopped for a cup of tea on the way. A collection of newspapers had caught your eye and you were rooting through them trying to find a pattern.
"We need a number!" Arthur Hill announced as him and his namesake looked around the room for any further clues.
"Hang on," you said with your finger up. "2783," you added with a smile, a slightly smug one if you did say so yourself. ArthurTV punched the numbers in and the three of you cheered when the puzzle opened revealing three keys.
"Where do they go?" Chris asked, taking some time to get into the game.
"There under the TV," George pointed to the cabinet which had a key slot. The found the other two just as quickly.
"Huh that was easy," Chris mused as everyone piled into the next room when the door opened. The next part was a stable complete with horse puppets who neighed and made other horse sound effects.
"Well this is fucking weird," George commented as the rest of you looked around the room.
"Horse girls are weird," Arthur Hill added and you nodded in response.
"Why? What's wrong with animal lovers?" The other Arthur replied being a little bit offended as a lover of the animal kingdom.
"Horse girls are a different breed. You will always come second to the horse," you explained. You had a friend in school who ended up in tens of thousands of pounds in debt due to a horse, you failed to understand it but each to their own.
"Could this be something?" Chris had managed to switch on now, in part inspired by how quick everyone else managed to get out of the previous room and he did nothing to contribute. He was currently looking in a bag which was labelled apples.
"Don't be stupid," Arthur TV scolded, Chris frowned and placed the bag down.
"Fucking nerdy twat," Chris uttered under his breath. It was said in jest, like all of the banter the boys had inbetween them.
Minutes passed and frustrations grew as it appeared you were getting nowhere. There was a game with horse reigns where you had to get them untangled and put the four sets of reigns from one side to the other so they weren't touching. The two Arthur's had decided to work on that as you took one look at it and noped straight out of there and Chris thought it was a bit too difficult and he wanted something he could solve so he didn't look like an idiot in front of you. While you and Chris scrambled throughout the rest of the room not having much luck, Chris growing ever frustrated by the second.
"For fucks sake," he moaned placing his head in his hands and he stomped his foot like a a child.
"YES!" Arthur TV shouted as they managed to solve the puzzle, a small hatch next to the ropes with a key inside.
"Is there a door it opens?" Arthur Hill asked as he looked around.
"Look on the wall for a clue," a voice rang out, it was the worker who was keeping an eye on the group.
"We're so shit they need to help us," Chris muttered as he looked at the words on the wall behind him. "Red Rum, wasn't he a horse?"
"What's so special about him?" George asked also kicking himself at not being too helpful this time.
"He won the national three times," you shrugged.
"Then there must be three keys," ArthurTV surmised as everyone kept looking around for some more keys. Taking a punt Chris went into the bag of apples and pulled out a key straight away.
"I knew it!!!" Chris shouted as he punched the air. You couldn't help but smile and gave his back a little rub in celebration, he looked so pleased with himself but you knew the gloating would come soon enough.
"We would have done this room by now if I would have looked in here in the first place," Chris moaned. You were well used to his first character syndrome by now and you were very good at calming him down. Everyone else was also used to it and ignored the remark as they searched for the last key. When they finally got the final key and went through to the next room which was a library. Chris was still grumbling that no one was listening to him and everyone assumed he was thick because he liked football and it was the stereotype, it's one of the reasons he went on Mastermind.
In the library there was a map in the middle of the room, there multiple locations with lights on, ten in total and the rest of the room was filled with books.
"Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas," Chris said as he was reading the titles. As soon as he did that a light on the map came on and flashed green, it was the light which was in the states around where Vegas would be.
"That must be it, we need to find the books which correspond to the map," ArthurTV summed up.
"There's also a letter A on the book," Chris added pointing to the post it note on the book. You then noticed the pen and pencil by the phone which was on a desk, the only other piece of furniture in the library.
"There must be a password when we've found them all," you added as you started to look at the rest of the books before putting an arm around your boyfriend. "Look at you clever little thing," you smiled before giving him a peck on the cheek. He smiled wide and winked at you before turning his attention back to the shelves.
"Come on love birds there will be plenty of time for that later!" George scolded as he found yet another book and said the title, The Little Paris Bookshop.
They went through that room quite quickly before making it through to what was the final room unbeknownst to them. It was the kitchen and it looked like it had been ransacked.
As time ticked on the group were growing ever frustrated at struggling to open the fridge, they had solved one puzzle already which told them that they needed to open the fridge as the key was in there.
"What about ingredients or a recipe or something?" Chris asked as he was shuffling through the papers.
"I dunno," ArthurTV said as he banged his head against the fridge door.
"Why do you all keep ignoring my ideas? I was right about the bloody bag and I smashed it with the books!" Chris shouted frustrated.
"Because most of the time what comes out of your mouth is bollocks," George replied in jest.
"There is too much testosterone in this room," you replied rolling you eyes. You could have gone to brunch with the girls but no, you had to join your boyfriend and his friends. "Babe, keep working on that, it's not like the rest of us have any other ideas."
Half an hour later you were all sitting in the pub, Chris with a smug smile on his face.
"Ninety three seconds left, glad I found that cake recipe when I did," Chris gloated causing everyone else to roll their eyes.
"Yes darling," you smiled letting him have his moment.
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paradise | harry lewis
summary : ig feed & short blurb of harry and y/n being cuties on their holiday together !!
face claim : dua lipa
a/n: this is my first piece from my y/n x harry insta au omg !!! planning on basing them off random things in their relationship so they can be read in any order! excited to see where this will go, hopefully you all like it! bit nervous!!
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As the sun dipped toward the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the beach, Y/N and Harry found themselves nestled in the soft sand, their toes buried beneath the grains as they watched the waves roll gently onto the shore.
With a cooler by their side, they cracked open two ice-cold bottles of beer, the crisp fizz echoing the excitement that danced between them. The salty sea breeze carried with it the scent of adventure, mingling with the rich aroma of their drinks as they raised their bottles in a silent toast to the beauty of the moment.
Whilst they took their first sips, a comfortable silence settled over them, broken only by the rhythmic sound of the waves crashing against the shore. Y/N leaned back against Harry's chest, her head resting against his shoulder as they gazed out at the vast expanse of the ocean, the colors of the sunset painting the sky in shades of pink and gold.
With each sip of beer, they shared stories of their past adventures and dreams for the future, their laughter mingling with the gentle lapping of the waves. They talked about everything and nothing, lost in the magic of the moment and the undeniable connection that held them together.
As the sky turned from gold to dusky blue, they sat together in companionable silence, savoring the last sips of their drinks as they watched the stars begin to twinkle in the darkening sky. And as the night stretched out before them, filled with the promise of endless possibilities, Y/N and Harry knew that they were exactly where they were meant to be—side by side, sharing a beer on the beach, and falling more deeply in love with each passing moment.
''Doesn't get much better than this,'' Harry said, clinking his bottle towards Y/N, the last remaining bit of beer swaying slightly.
Y/N tipped her bottle towards him, humming in agreement ''Feels like paradise.'' she said.
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oh i NEED pt 2 of Serendipitous Beginnings🙏
Serendipitous Beginnings Pt. 2 | Arthur Frederick
Summary:
Y/N and Arthur finally spend some much time together and go on their first date. Between movie nights and cute museum dates, it's clear they've fallen hard for each other.
Pairings: ArthurTV x afab!Reader
Warnings: Mature content, Smut, Fluff
Word Count: 6k
A/N: Thanks to everyone who showed love on my first post! I wanted to write a part 2 for this with all the cute little ideas in my head. This fic is basically a little collection of events and just a little sprinkle of smut right at the end. I hope you enjoy!
Part 1
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You awaken on Saturday, later than your usual wake-up time, feeling a faint headache throbbing behind your temples. Despite the headache, your mind is abuzz with the memories of last night's conversations with Arthur. The lingering memories of the night's events are still fresh in your mind.
As you reach for your phone, a smile tugs at the corner of your lips, eager to see if Arthur had messaged you. Sure enough, his name lights up your screen, and you can't help but feel a rush of happiness as you read his message. The two of you had stayed up pretty much all night texting, the conversation flowing effortlessly between you.
Eventually, it was mutually decided to stop texting and finally catch some sleep, but now, even with maybe only two hours of sleep, you're still buzzing with excitement to keep the conversation going. You couldn't help but grin at your phone, fingers tapping out quick replies
Arthur: Hey! Morning! 😊
Arthur: Did you manage to get any sleep in?
Y/N: Hey! Good Morning 😊
Y/N: Yeah, I did. Just barely. Did you sleep well?
Arthur: Yeah, I managed to get a few hours in too. Couldn't stop thinking about our conversation though.
Y/N: Haha, same here! I guess we'll just have to continue it in person, huh? 😉
Arthur: Did you wanna maybe grab some lunch today?
Y/N: That sounds great! I'd love to. Where were you thinking?
Arthur: How about that place we talked about yesterday?
Y/N: Perfect! Can't wait 😊
Eagerly agreeing to meet Arthur for lunch, excitement courses through you at the thought of spending more time with him. However, as you're about to set your phone down, a sinking feeling settles in the pit of your stomach. You had completely forgotten about your plans with Sienna to meet up with a mutual friend who was in town for the weekend.
Y/N: Hey, Arthur! I'm so sorry, but something's come up for today. Can we reschedule for tomorrow?
Arthur: Oh, no worries! Tomorrow won't work for me, I've got a shoot scheduled.
Y/N: Ah, got it. No problem. Maybe another time then?
Arthur: Definitely! Let's figure something out soon. 😊
After a bit more back-and-forth, the conversation trails off, leaving you feeling disappointed that your plans with Arthur didn't pan out. With a sigh, you set your phone aside and get out of bed, heading towards Sienna's bedroom to check in on her.
Entering her room, you find her sprawled out on the bed, half of her body hanging off the edge, her hair messy and makeup smeared. You try to wake her up gently, but she protests, murmuring, "No, not yet, five more minutes."
"Siii," you say, nudging her shoulder, "you know I turned down a date for this lunch today, so you better get up, or I'm gonna have to use violence." Sienna groans in response, still half-asleep, but your mention of a date piques her interest. "A date? What do you mean, a date?" she asks, her eyes fluttering open as she tries to grasp the situation.
You chuckle at her confusion. "I was just kidding, but we better make it to that café on time. You're the one who insisted we go there, even if it's a 50-minute drive from here. Now, get up." Sienna, still groggy, fixates on the idea of a date. "Okay, but what date?" she mumbles, her words slurred with sleep.
With a laugh, you shake your head and say, "Nothing, just get ready," before leaving her room to get ready yourself.
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Over the next few days, despite the promise to meet up, neither you nor Arthur seemed to find the time. It had been over a week since the initial plan was made, and your schedules were keeping you both occupied. Arthur had spent a few days away from London for a shoot, while your own commitments to classes, coursework, and your TA job filled your days from dawn till dusk.
The conversation between you over text seemed to flow effortlessly though. Whether it was during breaks between classes or late at night after a long day of work, hours slipped by unnoticed as you traded stories, shared interests, and laughed at each other's jokes. Even through the screen, you felt like there was undeniable chemistry.
In person, however, it was a different story. Whenever you crossed paths with Arthur in person, whether for the few minutes you had while entering or leaving your apartment, the atmosphere became charged with a hint of awkwardness. Your face-to-face interactions were tinged with an unspoken tension. Probably owing to the fact that neither of you had addressed the hot and steamy kiss shared the other night, leaving many unanswered questions. And neither of you knew how to broach the subject, leaving the issue lingering between you like an elephant in the room.
Today, you're rushing out of your apartment, a whirlwind of activity as you stuff papers into your backpack, your mind preoccupied with the evening class you volunteered to handle for a professor.
You stand outside the elevator, tapping your foot impatiently, waiting for the doors to open. As they slide open, you're about to step in when you're met with Arthur's smiling face.
"Hey," Arthur greets you warmly, his eyes brightening at the sight of you.
"Hey," you reply, mustering a smile as you step into the elevator beside him.
"How're things going?" Arthur asks, his voice laced with genuine interest.
"All good," you respond, offering a brief nod. "Just heading to TA for an evening class."
Arthur nods in understanding. "You've been pretty occupied lately, huh?"
You chuckle softly. "Yeah, well you know… Where are you off to?"
"I'm meeting some friends for a drink.", Arthur responds.
"That sounds fun," you say, though inwardly you can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment that your paths are diverging once again.
The elevator ride continues in silence, the awkward tension lingering between you like a thick fog. You bite your tongue, racking your brain for something to say to break the uneasy atmosphere. Finally, just as the elevator doors slide open, you blurt out, "Are you free tomorrow night?"
Arthur's eyebrows raise in surprise. "Um, I think so," he replies, sounding intrigued.
"I was thinking of having a movie marathon," you explain, feeling a surge of nervous energy. "And I was hoping to have someone along for it."
A hint of a smile plays at the corners of Arthur's lips. "That sounds like a plan," he says, his eyes brightening with interest. "What were you thinking of watching?"
You grin, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. "How about 'The Lord of the Rings'?" you suggest eagerly.
Arthur's eyes light up at the suggestion. "Yes! I love Lord of the Rings. Have you watched the extended versions? If not, we could watch those," he says, genuine excitement in his voice.
Just as excited, you reply, "Yeah! I’d love that."
"Great, sounds like a plan," Arthur confirms with enthusiasm.
Feeling a weight lift off your shoulders, you say, "My place tomorrow? I’ll text you the time."
"Definitely. I'll see you then," Arthur replies.
With that, you bid Arthur goodbye as you step out of the elevator, feeling a sense of excitement building in your chest. Maybe this movie marathon would finally give you the chance to address the elephant in the room and see where things could go with Arthur. But your thoughts are interrupted by the fact that you didn't want to be late to set up for class. You wave him goodbye and head out.
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Before you know it, the day of your movie night arrives. You make sure to stock up on snacks and drinks, preparing for a cozy evening. With Sienna out of the city for work till next week, you have the place all to yourself. You take the time to set up the couch with extra pillows and grab an additional blanket from Sienna's room, ensuring everything is just right for your evening with Arthur.
However, for a fleeting moment, you can't help but overthink why you're going to such lengths. It's not like this was a date, just two friends hanging out. But you quickly brush off the thought when you hear a knock on your door. Taking a deep breath to shake off the nerves, you stride over to the door and swing it open, revealing Arthur standing on the other side.
"Hey!" he greets you with a warm smile, holding up a bag of snacks. "I brought some snacks for movie night. Hope you like popcorn and chocolate!"
You return his smile, feeling relieved at the sight of him. "That's perfect! Come on in," you say, stepping aside to let him enter. "I've set up the living room for our movie marathon. Make yourself at home."
As Arthur steps in, you close the door behind him, trying your best to calm your nerves. Tonight was supposed to be fun, you remind yourself, a simple movie watching experience between friends. Definitely not a date, just two friends hanging out.
You settle onto the couch, gesturing for Arthur to join you. He takes off his jacket and joins you. There's a brief moment of silence as you both get comfortable, but you're determined to keep the atmosphere light.
"So, how's your week been?" you asked, turning to Arthur in an attempt to break the awkward silence.
Arthur leaned back against the cushions, a thoughtful expression crossing his features. "Kind of busy," he replied with a chuckle. "Filming schedules have been hectic lately, but it's been pretty fun filming with my mates. How about you?"
You shrugged, a wry smile playing on your lips. "Same old, same old. Classes, TA gig, grading papers, dealing with undergrads….," You trail off, not wanting to bore him with the details of your day-to-day responsibilities.
But Arthur seems genuinely interested. "I bet you're great at it though," he says, leaning closer, his eyes sparkling with sincerity.
You feel a warmth spread through you at his words, grateful for his encouragement. "Haha, thanks, Arthur," you reply, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips, your eyes locked with his.
As the movie progressed, you found yourselves immersed in discussing your favorite scenes and characters. The initial awkwardness began to dissipate, replaced by an easy flow of conversation and laughter, and soon the movie became nothing more than background noise.
Before long, you realized that as the conversation flowed, you were sitting much closer to Arthur. Your knees brushed against each other as you faced one another on the couch. His arm draped over the back, his fingers lightly grazing your shoulder, sending delightful shivers down your spine.
Lost in the moment, you couldn't help but wonder why you had ever felt awkward around him in the first place. It felt as though the universe had conspired to bring you together. The desire to kiss him again bubbled up inside you, igniting a warmth that spread through your entire being.
With each passing second, it became increasingly difficult to ignore the palpable tension between you, leaving you hopeful that perhaps Arthur felt the same way.
In the silence that followed, the air between you seemed charged with anticipation. Slowly, almost hesitantly, the two of you leaned in towards each other, the space between you narrowing with each heartbeat.
His gaze met yours, "This feels familiar," Arthur murmured, breaking the silence. You couldn't help but laugh, relieved that at least one of you had acknowledged it.
"Does it now?" you replied, a playful grin tugging at the corners of your lips. "So, you do remember."
"How could I forget?" Arthur's voice was barely above a whisper, his words sending a shiver down your spine. "It's been on my mind ever since."
As he leaned in closer, a surge of excitement coursed through you. "Well, good then," you replied, your heart pounding in your chest. Without hesitation, his lips meet yours.
You shifted closer, your hands finding their way to his shoulders, his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you into him. With a gentle but firm grip, he pulled you onto his lap, your bodies fitting together perfectly as if they were meant to be intertwined. The warmth of his touch sent a jolt of electricity through your body.
You melt into each other in a passionate kiss, the world around you seems to fade away, leaving only the two of you in your own private universe. His lips were soft, moving with a rhythm that matched yours. With each brush of his lips, it sends the blood rushing down to your core.
Lost in the heat of the kiss, you pressed yourself closer to him. Tangling your hands in his soft hair, savoring the feeling of his arms around you, the warmth of his body against yours.
When you finally pulled away, breathless, you found yourself lost in his gaze, unable to tear your eyes away from his. And you couldn’t remember the last time someone looked at you with such intensity.
As you both caught your breath, a wave of relief washed over you, the tension that had been building between you finally dissipating. With a gentle smile, he breaks the silence, his voice soft but determined. "Let me take you on a proper date," he says, his eyes never leaving yours.
"Okay," you chuckle softly, feeling excited at his words, a fluttering in your stomach as you look back at him. "I’m free this Friday," you reply, your voice filled with warmth. With a playful smile, you lean in and give him a little peck on the lips.
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You were thrilled when Arthur suggested meeting at the history museum after class, eagerly looking forward to spending time together. You even took the extra effort to dress up a bit for the occasion. However, as you hurriedly made your way there, excitement turned to frustration as you realized you were running late. The class you were assisting in had unexpectedly extended, leaving you racing against time as the museum's closing hour approached. You quickly texted Arthur, apologizing for the delay and assured him that you were on your way, determined to make it there as soon as possible.
Y/N: Hey, sorry I'm running a bit late 😅
Y/N: Class ran over, but I'll be there soon!
Arthur: No worries at all. I'm just glad you can make it
Arthur: Take your time 😊
With determination, you quicken your pace, determined not to let the opportunity slip away. As you finally arrive at the museum, you spot Arthur waiting patiently outside the entrance. He looks great, dressed in a nice crewneck sweatshirt and black cargos, it makes your heart skip a beat at just how good he looked.
You hurry over to him, eager to make up for lost time. "Hey!" you exclaim, a wide smile spreading across your face as you reach him.
"Hey," Arthur greets you warmly, his eyes lighting up with genuine delight at the sight of you. He opens his arms, inviting you into a warm embrace.
You gladly accept the hug, reveling in his warmth and the comforting scent of his cologne. "Sorry I'm late," you say softly, pulling away slightly to meet his gaze.
Arthur shakes his head, a reassuring smile playing on his lips. "No need to apologize. I'm just happy you're here now," he assures you, his voice filled with warmth.
You feel a surge of relief at his response. "Thanks for waiting," you say gratefully, reaching out to give his hand a reassuring squeeze.
Arthur squeezes your hand back, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. "Of course, it's no problem. We can always do something else if the museum's closed," he suggests, ever the considerate gentleman, despite the museum being almost 15 mins past closing.
But you shake your head, determined not to let the evening go to waste. "No, no, just trust me on this," you insist.
Arthur raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your enthusiasm. "Alright… I trust you," he says with a smile, willing to go along with your plan.
With a grin, you take Arthur's hand and lead him towards the side entrance of the museum. As you walk, you quickly glance at your phone to confirm the last-minute plans one final time, the ones you made on the subway over, sending a quick text message. Then, slipping your phone back into your pocket, you look up to flash Arthur a smile, and he returns it with warmth in his eyes.
You head to the side entrance and spot your friend. Waving enthusiastically, you exchange greetings and shake hands, expressing your gratitude once again. "Thank you again, I owe you big time," you say appreciatively.
"Not a problem at all," your friend responds warmly as he lets the two of you in "Anything for a friend. Just make sure to leave before 8 p.m."
You nod in agreement and turn to Arthur, excitement bubbling within you as you lead him inside. His curious gaze prompts you to explain the situation. "That guy was an old graduate advisor of mine," you begin, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "He's works here as a curator now."
Arthur's eyes widen with interest as he looks around, taking in the museum's atmosphere. "I have to say… that’s quite impressive," he remarks, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
"Yeah, his job's pretty cool," you reply, nodding in agreement.
But Arthur interrupts you before you can say anything further. "No, not that… you. You are quite surprising… in a good way," he adds with a playful smirk, his hand still holding yours. You feel a blush creeping up to your cheeks at his compliment.
You chuckle softly, feeling shy at his words, "Just give me more time to impress you further with my wildly interesting mind," you playfully quip, unable to contain the grin that spreads across your face.
Arthur's smile widens in response, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he admires your playful banter.
Turning away to hide your embarrassment, you reply, "Anyways, we have two hours now… best not waste any time," as you pull him towards the main hall.
The museum is bathed in the soft glow of a few lights, casting a gentle ambiance over the now empty hall. Excitement courses through you as you eagerly lead Arthur around, pointing out each exhibit with enthusiasm. Arthur listens intently, his eyes filled with genuine interest as he witnesses how passionate you sound.
With each second passing, he finds himself increasingly impressed by just how intelligent you are, finding himself melting at each of your words.
He often found himself just looking at you, mesmerized by your beauty, and sometimes forgetting to even glance at the displays. It still felt surreal to him that you were here with him right now.
"You know," you share, a hint of nostalgia coloring your voice, "when I was a kid, my dad used to bring me here whenever he had work in the city. He’d always bring me along with him."
"It's always been one of my favorite places in London," you conclude with a smile.
Arthur smiles warmly, his admiration evident as he responds, "I can see why."
As the two of you continue to explore the halls, the world outside the museum fades away, leaving you in your own private sanctuary. Stolen glances, brushes of hands, and a shared electricity fill the air, making this the most enjoyable date you've ever had.
As the evening progresses, you find yourselves completely immersed in each other's company, sharing stories and laughing without a care in the world. Arthur's admiration for you grows with each passing moment, his heart feeling lighter in your presence. Lost in the magic of the moment, you both find yourselves laughing and running around the museum halls, creating memories that will last a lifetime. Arthur captures candid photos of you, the echoes of your laughter filling the empty corridors.
Caught up in the magic of the moment, Arthur can't help but stare at you with admiration, his eyes drinking in your beauty. You stand before a display of jade artifacts, leaning closer to examine the intricate details, while sharing a story about a similar find or an excavation you volunteered on last year. "This is fascinating, isn’t it?" you remark, turning to Arthur with a sparkle in your eyes.
As you await his response, you're met with a lingering gaze, his eyes intense and unwavering. Feeling a warmth spread across your cheeks, you can't help but inquire with a small chuckle, "What?"
"You know," he begins, his voice soft with sincerity, "you're absolutely stunning."
You chuckle at his compliment, feeling a warm blush spread across your cheeks. "Oh, stop it," you tease, playfully nudging him. "You're not so bad yourself."
His gaze remains fixed on you, his expression filled with genuine affection. "I mean it," he insists, his voice barely above a whisper. "You're truly amazing."
You meet his gaze, feeling a flutter of excitement in your chest. "Well, I guess I can't argue with that," you joke, a playful grin tugging at the corners of your lips. "But I must say, you're not so bad at dishing out compliments either." You pause, your tone softening. "Thanks, Arthur."
Arthur smiles warmly, his eyes reflecting the sincerity of his words. "Anytime," he replies, his hand squeezing yours gently. "I just call it like I see it."
With a contented sigh, you fully face him now, reveling in the comfortable silence that envelops you both. The quiet of the museum amplifies the intimacy of the moment, and you find yourself drawn to Arthur, his presence filling you with warmth and affection.
Arthur leans in closer, his heart pounding in his chest as he presses a soft kiss to your lips. As he pulls away slightly, his breath tickling your skin.
You smile back at him, your cheeks flushed as your hand finds the back of his head, gently pulling him closer. As your lips meet his, you eagerly return the kiss, losing yourself in the sensation of his lips against yours. In that moment, nothing else matters, not caring about the passing time or potential interruptions.
As you reluctantly pull away, a soft smile plays on your lips. "It's getting late," you murmur, glancing at your watch. "A lot later than we were supposed to stay."
Arthur rests his forehead against yours, smiling down at you. "Okay, let's head back," he suggests, his voice tinged with a hint of disappointment.
"But hey, how about we grab dinner on the way back?" you suggest, a playful glint lighting up Arthur's eyes as he nods eagerly.
With a smile, you reach for his hand, intertwining your fingers as you make your way out of the museum. As you walk, you take a moment to text your friend, expressing your gratitude for letting the two of you sneak in and apologizing for overstaying your welcome.
———————-
After leaving the museum, the two of you walked a few blocks to a cozy restaurant nearby, to grab some food before you sadly had to end your date. The warm glow of the restaurant's interior welcomed you as you stepped inside, finding a quiet corner to enjoy your meal together.
As you savored each bite and shared lighthearted conversation, it became evident that neither of you were quite ready to end the evening just yet. With a reluctant sigh, you eventually found yourselves back in the lobby of your apartment building, waiting for the elevator to arrive.
The anticipation hung heavy in the air as you stood side by side, nerves buzzing beneath the surface. Unable to resist the urge any longer, you finally turned to Arthur, your voice tinged with nervousness. "Do you want to come back to mine?" you asked, your heart pounding in your chest.
Arthur's gaze met yours, his eyes reflecting a hint of apprehension. Slowly, he nodded his head, his own nerves evident.
He had been to your place before, but tonight felt different, the stakes somehow higher, or perhaps that was just the horny part of his brain taking over. He wanted nothing more than to be glued by your side, yet he also wanted to be respectful of your boundaries, especially after the wonderful time you had today.
A nervous chuckle escaped him as he tried to ease the tension. "I'd love to," he replied with a slight voice crack. You couldn't help but laugh, your laughter bubbling up uncontrollably, joined by his as you both shared in the moment, breaking the tension that had settled between you.
As soon as you and Arthur step into your apartment, the door closes behind you with a soft click, enveloping you both in the intimate glow of the dimly lit space. The air feels somewhat thicker, and though you had spent quite a cute and romantic evening, all you could think about was just how much you wanted him right now.
As if on autopilot, your body moves on its own accord. You close the distance between you in an instant, pressing your lips against his. Your hands instinctively find their way to his firm chest, while his slowly rise to grasp your waist, pulling you closer as you usher him further into the apartment. The kiss is hungry and urgent, reflecting the desire between you two.
You continue to kiss each other, your lips locked in a fervent kiss. Occasionally, you break apart just long enough to catch your breath. As the heat between you grows, your hands roam eagerly.
In the midst of your passionate exchange, you manage to breathe out a whispered "Bedroom," your warm breath grazing his skin, sending shivers down his spine. Without hesitation, you both stumble together towards the bedroom, both of you equally as eager.
Once you're in your bedroom, you guide him to sit on the edge of the bed, your movements fluid and confident. You position yourself between his legs, feeling the heat radiating from his body as his hands find their place on your hips, pulling you closer.
You lean in, capturing his lips again, igniting a fiery passion between you. His hands trail up the back of your shirt, leaving tingles in their wake as you deepen the kiss, your fingers tangling in his soft, fluffy hair.
With newfound boldness, his hands move down to your ass, giving it a teasing squeeze that sends a jolt of electricity through you, before he trails his hands down to the back of your thighs.
Arthur pulls you onto his lap, a low hum escaping his lips as you shuffle over his growing arousal. You bite down on his bottom lip, a gasp escaping you as you feel the hardness beneath his clothes. "God, Arthur," you breathe out, your voice heavy with desire as his hands continue to knead the soft flesh of your thighs.
As your shirts come off in the heat of the moment, your hands eagerly explore his body, tracing every contour and eliciting soft groans from him. His mouth and tongue muffle your shuddering gasp as you grind yourself against his clothed crotch, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through both of you. Your kisses grow more passionate, tongues intertwining, exploring each other's mouths desperately.
You pant out his name, your body overtaken by the intense sensation, but Arthur suddenly pulls away from the kiss and grips your hips firmly, halting your movements. Confusion clouds your expression, wondering if this wasn't what he wanted after all.
He notices the flicker of self-doubt in your eyes, his hand instinctively reaching up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his smile as reassuring as ever. "Don't worry, darling," he begins, his voice gentle yet earnest. "I love what we're doing, don’t get me wrong…big fan of sex, and you are incredibly sexy. But I just want to make sure you know that I like you very much, Y/n. I mean, really like you. This is more than just something physical for me. I love spending time with you, and I think you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever had the opportunity to lay my eyes on."
You melt at his heartfelt words, a blush creeping up on your cheeks at his sincerity. Arthur's genuine expression reassures you, his intent clear as day. It's endearing how he takes the time to ensure there's no doubt in your mind about his feelings.
You reach for his face, holding it gently between your hands as you stare deeply into his captivating eyes. "I really like you too, you know," you admit, sincerity echoing in your voice. "I don't just jump into bed with any odd guy." A smile dances on your lips as you share a brief moment of understanding, sealing it with a small kiss on the tip of his nose.
As you pull back, his fingers linger on your waist for a few seconds, sending goosebumps rippling across your skin in a sweet, tingling sensation.
As you resume kissing, your hands begin to trail down to the button of his trousers, starting to undo them. But once again, Arthur stops you, gently pulling away from your embrace. "Wait," he murmurs, his voice low and husky, "Lay down on your back for me."
You comply, as Arthur gently moves you off of him, the anticipation building as you settle onto the bed, watching intently as Arthur moves closer. With ease, he helps you slide off your jeans and panties, his touch sending tingles down your spine, each moment feeling more intimate than the last.
Once you're fully exposed before him, Arthur takes a moment to admire the sight before him, his gaze filled with desire and admiration. He begins to remove his own clothes, his movements deliberate yet filled with an undeniable hunger.
The atmosphere in the room shifted from one of urgency and desperation to something lighter and sweeter. He leaned over you, his touch gentle and reassuring as he positioned himself between your legs. With one hand resting softly on your hip and the other providing support beside you, he lowered his head to spread kisses along your body. Each touch of his lips spreads a heat throughout your body, making you even wetter than you already were.
As his lips found their way to your breast, a soft sigh escaped your lips. Arthur's mouth moved with a practiced rhythm, his movements calculated to elicit the sweetest of moans from you. With each kiss and gentle suckle, he drew out your pleasure, his touch igniting a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing moment.
His lips trailed from your breast to your neck, peppering delicate kisses along the sensitive skin. Finding a spot that made you gasp and arch your back, he lingered there, his ministrations drawing out a deep, primal moan from deep within you. He had surely left a mark, something that you would have to worry about covering up tomorrow.
Arthur shifts slightly, supporting himself as he rises, granting you an enticing view of his hard cock. With a few quick pumps of his hand, he looks at you, both your eyes glazed with undeniable lust. Without a word, he poses the question, "Condom?"
Your body slightly moves to the side and your hand reaches instinctively to the nightstand drawer, quickly retrieving a foil packet. You tear it open, pulling out the condom. As you carefully slide it down his throbbing length, a soft groan escapes him, his body responding eagerly to your gentle touch.
The anticipation hangs heavy in the air as the two of you lock eyes, dark with desire. You search his eyes for any hint of hesitation or doubt, but all you find is pure admiration reflected back at you. And in that moment, there was no need for words, you knew how much you craved each other.
He gently rubs the tip of his cock against you. Your eyes shut tight, a soft moan escaping your lips as you feel the sensation of his cock exploring your wet folds.
Arthur's voice breaks through the haze of desire as he asks, "Ready?" You nod eagerly in response, your body craving the intimate connection that only he can provide. With a gentle thrust, he enters you, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from your lips. Your hands instinctively grip his shoulders for support, while his hands firmly grasp your hips, guiding each rhythmic movement with care.
You pant out his name between breathy moans, the sound reverberating in the air as he continues to thrust into you. "Arthur," you gasp.
He pauses, his movements slowing, and he looks down at you with genuine concern. "Is this okay?" he asks softly, his eyes searching yours for any hint of discomfort. In that moment, the connection between you felt deeper than mere physicality and it all started to feel more intimate and meaningful.
He waits for your response, his breath mingling with yours as he gazes into your eyes. When you nod in affirmation, a wave of relief washes over his face. With a tender smile, he resumes his movements, each stroke of his cock against you more passionate and deliberate than the last.
Arthur murmurs, "Y/N, you feel absolutely amazing, darling," as he grunts with each slow thrust, a subtle force behind each movement now, hitting your sweet spot deliciously.
You grip his shoulders tighter, your voice a low moan. "Fuck, Arthur."
Your moans and grunts intertwine, echoing throughout the empty apartment as the two of you become lost in each other.
Arthur rests his forehead against yours, his movements still steady as he continues to pleasure you. A soft smile graces his lips as he whispers, "You're so beautiful, Y/N," planting a gentle kiss on your forehead.
Your mind swims in a sea of pleasure, every sensation heightened as you surrender to the moment.
Arthur maintains his pace, gradually speeding up as the intensity between you heightens. Each movement feels like a perfect fit, as if your bodies were made to intertwine in this exact moment. As you feel your orgasm approaching, you can't help but release a string of uncontrollable moans, "Shit, Arthur, I'm close."
Arthur slows his pace slightly, his thrusts becoming deeper and more intense with each movement. You can feel him filling you completely, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. "Me too," he responds breathlessly, his arousal evident in his voice, matching the urgency in yours.
Moments later, Arthur reaches his peak, his release triggering your own. You cry out into the crook of his neck as waves of ecstasy wash over you, your bodies trembling in the aftermath of shared pleasure.
Both of you are left as absolute panting messes, your bodies still intertwined. His lips move across your face, peppering tender kisses everywhere, trailing down to your neck where he places a kiss at the mark he had previously left.
Gently, he pulls out of you and excuses himself momentarily. He returns with a wet towel from the bathroom, carefully cleaning you up before tossing the towel aside. A gentle peck on your lips follows, his affectionate gesture speaking volumes.
Settling into the spot next to you, he pulls you onto his chest, his arms wrapped protectively around you. "I'm so lucky to have met you," he murmurs softly, his words laced with sincerity. He places a sweet peck on your forehead, feeling the weight of the day finally catch up with you as sleep begins to overtake you.
You snuggle closer, a contented smile gracing your lips. "No you have no idea how lucky I am," you whisper, your voice barely above a breath. With a final sigh of contentment, you drift off into a peaceful slumber in his embrace, the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you into a deep sleep.
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A/N: Thanks again to everyone who sends in requests. I appreciate all of you so much. I have about 6 works in my drafts right now that I am working on getting out as quickly as possible.
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who are some of your fav writers on here?
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ill separate these incase you guys have any similar interests to me!! because I dont just engage with sam content on here, but lots of other fandoms and content too x
woso writers
@iinsertblognamee and @chaosology were my girls when sam fics first starting coming out/getting big, I dont think either of them are active anymore sadly- but their writing pieces are still published and they are amazing. highly recommend both of these!! I will always be their biggest fans x
@woso-dreamzzz is my next one! constantly checking their account and reading their pieces. I am loving chook at the moment (as apparently we all are!) and also gremlin xx they publish platonic and romantic works as well which is great.
@samkerrworshipper my lover, my life. writes for a range of players, does fluff and smut. every piece is a hit, no misses ever.
@wileys-russo does great pieces as well!! major fan of this blog. lots of works to read, love to stalk her page and reread my favourites.
@inuyashaluver has a huge masterlist that I always find myself coming back to.
@lessi-lover has lots of fics for players that I love and they are always so well written and fun to read.
@pixiesfz has lots of jessie pieces on their blog and as a jessie fleming lover I really find myself at peace. lots of great stuff here!
we're very lucky to have such amazing writers on here who give up their time to give us works/fics.
misc writers
@whoetoshaw I couldn't do a writer rec without mentioning the goat, jamie. she writes for the sidemen and other british youtubers, mostly for harry lewis (w2s), chris dixon (chrismd) and george clarkey. jamie is my idol, my muse, she could hit me with a car and I'd thank her- no lie. you have read at least one of Jamie's fics in your life, they are just the best and so comforting. If jamie has no followers, I am dead.
@thebearer e writes for carmen berzatto and lip Gallagher and I have only recently found their blog- but I am obsessed. there is literally no other blog that I go to for carmen/lip fics, e's just hit so different. they have a little universe with two daughters and carmen, it's just so beautiful. the way they are all written is unmatched.
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🔞Eating Out HC's | Chaos Crew
feat: ATV, Imallexx, G Clarkey, Arthur Hill, ChrisMD
ArthurTV:
-Facesit this mf to suffocation
-I don't think he's ever more hard than when he's got you sat on his face, squeezing his head with your thighs
-Oh and the hair pulling and praise drives him fucking WILD
-Sucking, lapping, flicking, his mouth is fucking GODLY too
-Aaaand i may be writing a fic ab this because it's just SUCH a goddamn savoury thought
Imallexx
-Why do I feel like he'd also be into face sitting
-Eyes closed, just blissed out to be between your thighs
-Sometimes just sticks his tongue out and lets you ride it yourself n use him for pleasure
-Loves a thick girlie that'll squish him down and ride his tongue
Cam Kirkham
~no out of respect for Chloe~
Arthur Hill
-Such a little kink for eating out but he's so needy for it that it happens everywhere but the bedroom
-Like, you've been sat on the kitchen barstool before and he's been begging you to just open your thighs and let him have you there, or just been plain on the sofa watching a movie with him and his fingers and tracing up your thighs, non-verbally asking whether you'd wanna let him eat u out with the patterns he traces across your skin
-Into all sorts of hair pulling and grinding down onto his tongue
-And why do i feel like he'd have a m-mmy kink too
George Clarkey
-Gets you lying on your back with your legs wrapped over his shoulders - his arms holding your hips up so that your pussy is against his mouth
-leaves hickeys all over your thighs where only he's gonna see it
-I think he's gonna try degrade and push you into doing multiple rounds too, just pushing and seeing how far you're gonna go for him
-Legs are shaking all because of him, the next day, and this cocky bastard is absolutely thrilled about it
Chrismd
-WHY ARE LITR ALL OF THESE FUCKS (atl imo) OBSESSED W FACE SITTING
-Loves the thick girlies that are going to put all their weight on his tongue and let him eat em out goooood
-So fucking pussy drunk, will absolutely lose his MIND giving wet, sloppy head
-His biceps n forearms clamping you down so that your pussy is completely flush against his mouth and you cannot move for a moment of relief and he's still licking you up and driving you into overstim even after you've cum
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Beta Squad next monday girlies!! Hope that was good enough bc ik a LOOOT of youse have been waiting on the G Clarkey HC's especially, and I bring u more news that u j gotta keep waiting bc ontop of allat im working on an ATV face sitting smut 🤭🤭
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Frogs -W2S
Words: 0.8k+
Warnings: none.
In which you go to support Harry at his go cart race.
a/n: this is surprisingly accurate since I did a bunch of research😭. Enjoy!
y/username
Liked by wrotoshaw and 750,128 others
y/username: come on boys!🐸🤍 @wrotoshaw @theburntchip @calfreezy @willne @chrismd10
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calfreezy: 🐸🐸🐸
user29193406: where's ethan??
-> behzingagram: on the track?😂
y/nfanpage21: she came to support, so cute🩷
user184729454: bought them donuts. wife material👌
Today Harry's participating in a 24 hour go-kart race, at Buckmore park. He left early this morning to arrive at 10:30, they do an hour and a half practice then the race officially begins at 2:30. I took a shower, did my makeup and hair then got dressed into some beige linen pants, a grey tank top and my black converse. I left our apartment at around 2, picked up some glazed Krispy Kreme doughnuts on the way then after a two hour drive I arrived and parked my car. I immediately walked into to building and signed in at the front desk. Then the woman sent me up to the room they were in and I thanked her.
"Hey, I've got doughnuts!" I said as I walked into the room. Harry quickly shot up from his place on the couch, and shot me a blooming smile. I smiled back. I placed the box onto the table in the middle of the room and the boys quickly dug in. While they were busy Harry pulled me into a tight hug "thank you for coming." he said into my ear so only I could hear. I pulled away "wouldn't miss it for the world." I replied. Last year I hadn't been able to attend because I was in another country for a PLT shoot, so I made sure I'd be here this time. Chip was currently on the track and Harry would be up next. His knee shook as he impatiently sat on the couch, I quickly placed my hand on his knee and it stopped shaking. I moved my head so my mouth was right by his ear "you'll be fine." I whispered. He looked to me and nodded lightly. One of Harry's biggest fears has always been letting people down, especially his friends.
After around half and hour Harry was called on. "Good luck!" I said and quickly pecked his lips before he slid his helmet on. I looked down at my watch, 4:52. I watched as Chip got out of the cart, Harry quickly jumped in and he was off. I ran up the stairs and they clanked underneath me. I stood from the view point and watched, took a quick photo as Harry came around a corner then I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Calfreezy. "Here," he passed me a the headset he had just had on his head "you can talk to him through this." I smiled, said a quick "thank you." then quickly placed them on my head. "Harry?" I said, checking if he could hear me. I heard a quiet sigh "y/n." he said sounding relieved. "Hey," I said softly "you're doing really good."
I continued to talk to him inside, sat on the sofa. I told him which laps were good and which were bad. Then Freezy took over again. After three and a half hours on the track he was finally finished. Ethan got in. I was already stood by the gate waiting next to Chip and Freezy. He pulled the helmet off his head and a smile spread across my face. "We're fourteenth!" Chip announced cheerfully. A wave of relief washed over Harry's face as he brought me into a hug and when the boys turned he quickly pressed a kiss to my lips. "I told you you'd be fine." I said.
Before I walked back into the room with Harry I took a video of Ethan on the track, for Faith. It was late by the time we sat down and I had to leave, since I had a long drive home. "Good luck, love you." I said quietly to Harry before I left. He grabbed my hand and pulled me back "Love you too." he whispered. I smiled then left.
I got home at around 11, immediately stripped off my clothes and fell into bed. The next morning I woke up to a message from Harry (sent at 1am), it was a picture of him sat completely alone with the headset on. I smiled, I'm glad he didn't leave whoever was on the track alone, while everyone else slept. "How's it going??x" I asked him through text. He replied a few minutes later "not great😂". I face planted.
I was sat watching the official livestream of the event, there's only 20 minutes left. They sent Callux on and it's actually comical. They ended up finishing 16th (at least they aren't last). I immediately got a call from Harry: "we finished 16th!" He shouted through the phone with a laugh. "I know!" I replied also laughing. He was sopping wet since it was poring it down. "I have to go, see you soon!" he said the declined.
He got home a few hours later and practically fell through the door, he looked exhausted. "I'm so proud of you." I said looking up at him with a fond smile.
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What do you think Chris would be like in bed bc icl my head can’t decide so I’m curious what you think?? 🩷🩷
ohhh, this one had me racking my brain.
i definitely think he's a talker. given how he waffles in his videos, i feel like he brings that to the bedroom, in the form of of trying to fill the silences (afterwards, when they're both in a post-sex state) as well as dirty talk throughout. and, oh boy, does he love to talk dirty to his partner...
he loves to praise, as well. never shies away from telling his partner what he likes through guttural groans and moans, encouraging her to carry on with something, telling her how he feels afterwards.
he's usually always the one to initiate but there are moments when he loves to his partner to initiate first and that makes his weak at the knees, to a point where he can barely control himself. loves the feel the first touch rather than give the first touch. but the whole time, it's pretty shared out with who does what.
he loves to lay for a while afterwards. whether that be with his partner on top of him or snuggled into his side. either way, as long as they're close to one another, he likes to wind down with them in a comforting silence.
and he's a sucker for aftercare. without a doubt. where he turns into a ravenous animal during, he's soft and sweet after and it's the one thing he takes pride in - knowing his partner is happy and content and looked after. he'll opt for a bath, rather than a shower, so they weren't standing for long. he'll continue the washing and the cleaning if his partner is tired but he'll almost always let them lead the way in that department. xx
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