#I may come across as cutesy and shit when I'm with friends but that doesn't mean I'm naive

[lovearne]

Tighty whities and apologies

Chris Smith x gn afab reader

Rating: explict, 18+ or you will be blocked.

Warnings: porn with plot, dom reader, sub Chris, teasing, begging, bondage, sex toys

Word count: 2.9k

"I told you no." 

"But babeeeee please," Chris' face contorted into his pleading and desperate face. He had been asking the past half hour for you to blow him. 

"Chris I fucking said no. I'm wearing teeth whitening strips, because you decided it was a good idea to put yellow food colouring into the fucking toothpaste." 

He pouts, his bottom lip poking out cutesy like, his hands in front of him, with the begging symbol. 

"Please babe, it'll be quick I promise. I just need you, I can't keep fucking my fist like this, it's been two weeks, and my palms starting to grow hair!" 

"Fucking no jackass, why don't you go jerk it with Adrian? He's basically up your ass anyway, might as well make it official." Chris scoffs as you make that comment. Crossing his arms and throwing a lamp across his living room.

"You fucking know I don't receive, I fuck other dudes asses, that's the point of my cock being so big don't you think?" 

"If your cock wants to fuck something then why don't you go proposition fucking Adrian, I bet he'd love to be fucked by his idol!" 

"Fine I will!!" Chris screams back as he grabs his jacket and heads toward the front door.

"Boyfriend? That's a fucking joke!! You're a fucking joke Chris Smith!!" You yell at him, pissed that he was gonna go fuck his best friend instead of stay here and be loyal. He looks over his shoulder, turning his body toward you.

"The fuck did you just say to me?" 

"You fucking heard me idiot, I said you're a fucking joke!! You preach about peace and living in a safe world, yet you go out and shoot anything that doesn't agree with you! You fuck person after person because you're afraid of commitment because God forbid it lead to something worthwhile." You take a breath. "You can't even fucking kill your dad, when he's out killing people who don't fucking agree with his racist ass ways! He fucking leads the whitehoods now! Do you understand how royally fucked it is that he's still breathing?!" 

"He's my dad." His voice comes out soft, too soft. You've got through his thick skull.

"Yeah, but how much of a dad has he actually been to you? I know all about your brother and you told me all about how he treated you growing up. You need to cut ties with the basterd, he'll never leave you alone and you'll never stop running if you don't." You reach him and calmly reach out to his shoulder. He pushes your hand away, the force sending you into the wall.

"You don't fucking know shit!!" And with that he runs. He runs and doesn't come back. Not for hours. In the meantime you pack, grabbing a suitcase while gathering items that are decidedly yours. 

You had half your stuff packed up nice by the time Chris came back, and he was with Adrian this time.

"Hey dude, what the fuck?" 

"What do you mean 'what the fuck'? You left me, so now I'm.getting out of your hair." Chris grabs your arm as you try to walk past the two to your car. 

"You aren't going anywhere. You are just angry, you won't mean it later." You push his hand off your arm. 

"You're godamned right I'm angry Chris, the only time you ever want to spend time with me is to wet your dick. That or because we are doing something you wanna do. And I'm bloody sick of it. So have fun fucking hookers, and skinning your palm, cause I'm fucking out." You try once again to walk past the two. This time Adrian reaches out.

"Look, why don't you stay at my place a few nights and not make any rash decisions. You two are a pretty badass couple, and I don't think that you actually wanna leave." He had whispered this into your ear, just barely loud enough that you can hear it. You nod.

"OK Chris," you turn to him, big smile on your face. "Adrian is taking me home tonight. I may see you again. Depends on how lucky you are." 

Over the course of the next three days you get frantic texts, babe, where is my instant pussy? And Where are my lubes? And your favorite by far, babe, please come home I miss you so much, I need you ok? The amount of humility you managed to snake from that man, just by cutting him off for a couple days and stealing his sex toys. 

Today you were going back, but first you stopped at the sex shop. Adrian went in with you, he had never been in a shop like this. His face was pure red as he walked up and down the isles. Passing by the various toys and finally stumbling upon one he was interested in. 

"Hey! Chris has one of these, it's a funny smiley face man!!" Adrian giggles as he points it around. 

"Adrian, bub, that's not a lightsaber, come here." Adrian walks closer to you and you pull his ear down to your level, whispering what it's for. 

"Ohhhhh, ok. Cool, yeah. Uhm I'm gonna put this down now." You put tour hand out for Adrian, signaling he take it. 

Walking over to a certain section, Adrian looks at the variety and picks one. You buying the product and leaving.

You're one more stop at Walmart and then head to the trailer, groceries and other objects in the bags you and Adrian bring inside.

He kisses your temple and gets on his way for work. Leaving you at your house to prepare for Chris' arrival. Making a nice dinner, one of your rednecks favorites. A nice meaty steak, mash, and you always sneak in some salad. Setting aside a raw steak for your baby, eagly. 

"Hey babe? Are you here?" Your boyfriends voice is heard as he comes in the door. Smelling the beautiful meal he instantly knows that you came back, came home to him.

"Yeah, just in the bathroom, I'll be out in a second. Made your favourite for dinner." Changing into your nice new lacy red lingere set, you put your glad rags on over top. He won't suspect a thing.

Arriving in the kitchen, you see Chris with his body bent looking into the stove where your steaks were for 5 minutes to make the outside crunch, like Chris loves. Reaching out and smacking his ass, Chris yelps. 

"Babe," he breaths, his face relaxing. "Babe, oh my baby, my sweetheart, my darling, my angel. You're back?" You nod as your dweeb boyfriend asks questions.

"Can I set the table please? And call your son in, I have a nice prime cut of meat for him." Chris' eyes are only filled with complete adoration and love for you. He looks at you as if he's witnessed you making the constellations and hanging the moon.

"Hey eagly!! Get in here bud, y/n made dinner." The happy chirps eagly let out as he comes into the kitchen is what does it for you. 

You pull his chair out for him and place the nice raw steak in front of him. He squeaks his thanks as he starts picking it apart.

"You know? You didn't have to take my instant pussy. Or my mouth man." You burst into laughter as Chris whines about his stolen goods.

"OK, ok. Maybe that was a bit cruel, but you were being a dickhead." He smiles softly at you, not a hint of anger on his face. 

"Yeah, yeah. I'm actually. I don't know how to word this properly."

"Are you trying to say you're sorry?" Your voice is soft and understanding. This is one of the things Chris loves about you. You might get angry and yell and call him names. But, when he was struggling you always helped him. 

"Yeah." Barely a whisper out of his mouth, soft and full of emotion. The peacemaker, a sight to see all open and vulnerable for the one he loved. "I'm-"

"Maybe you could show me then."

"What?"

"Show me that you're sorry." Confusion clouds his eyes. His face twisting into thought.

"How?"

"Let me be in control."

"Control how?" You smirk.

"Let me take care of you. I dropped by the shop with Adrian earlier. We picked out a few things I could restrain you with." His face drops.

"You went where with Adrian?" His voice stern.

"Well, he was my ride. Did you know he didn't know any sex toys. I helped pick out a few beginner ones for him to try." Chris shakes his head.

"So you went soccer mom on him." You slap Chris on the chest playfully.

"No big guy, I went caring friend on him." Chris smiles at you again, barely holding a laugh in.

"Always the mother hen babe. Could you imagine him trying those toys? Uh babe, you should have invited him. It would be fun to team up on him. He's cute when he's enjoying himself." Before you can say anything, Chris already has his phone to his ear. 

"Hey, listen quick thing. Don't use any of the stuff y/n picked out for you. Come by here and we will help you, are you game? Mhm. Ok we can wait until after your shift. I'm sure we will find a way to pass the time." The call is over sooner than you can say anything you say. You hit his chest.

"Dickass, why the fuck would you do that? You're supposed to be showing your apologies." Chris rubs the part you hit and pouts.

"He's heading to work, we've got 8 hours babe. Do me up so I can appologise, and then we can help Adrian discover," he smirks at the word, "his sex toys."

"OK, fine. Get your ass naked and on the bed in 5 minutes. I won't ask again." 

Chris smiles big and hurries off to the bathroom, and then bedroom. He always washes his hands and his dick for you before sex. He knows hygiene is important and is not afraid to use it. Making sure they are clean for your mouth or pussy. He can be a gentleman at times. 

Walking into the bedroom after the five minutes are up, you see Chris, one hand behind his head, the other thrown over his stomach, his legs crossed at the ankles showing off his nice thigh muscles. His cock hard in his tighty whities, begging to be touched. His face has a relaxed but excited grin, and his eyes follow your every move, watching you like a hawk as you slowly walk up to where he is.

Climbing on the bed with him, running your hands over his bicep, the definition of it when his arm is supporting his head is just mouth watering. Moving to straddle him, you take his free arm, and rest it on your thigh, feeling his hand tighten to squeeze and his thumb rubbing against the skin there. You lean toward his mouth, staring into his eyes, rubbing your hand up and down the exposed bicep, kissing him deeply. The arm on your thigh shoots up to cradle your head as he pushes forward into you. You smirk, you caught him right where you want him. Reaching your hand to his wrist you push it down beside his head, doing the same with the other, gently pulling it from its place. Chris smirks against your lip. 

"You like pinning me down, huh pretty?" You smirk mirrors his.

"You have no idea." 

With that your hands cuff his wrists in place. The handcuffs tied around the headboard and hooked in place behind, all with a nice thick chain you know he couldn't break. Chris struggles after hearing the clicks. Grunting as he tries to break the chains. 

You grind down on his bulge, effectively distracting him. His face contorts into one of pleasure instead. Lifting his hips up to meet you, rolling them as best he could, using his legs instead.

You grab onto his neck, lightly squeezing the sides, just to bring pleasure not inflict pain. And to gain his attention. Applying a bit more pressure, you hold until he settles back down. Releasing his neck, but fingering his Adam's apple, just brushing your fingers over it.

"Now, that was being a bad boy. Can you be a good boy for me?" Chris rolls his eyes, done with being talked to like a baby. Rolling his hips against yours again.

"What are you doing?" Your tone is sharp and commanding. Chris' hips fall back down. His face went blank. A little scared and a lot horny. His pupils all the way dilated no more blue visible, a little wet patch on his underwear.

"Oh baby, look at you. So worked up you are making a mess on your panties."  You lick a stripe up from his belly button to the dip of his collar bones. Chris whines as you lick from his collarbone to his lip but not kissing him. 

Bitting his bottom lip and pulling it out before letting go and watching it snap back. Chris squirms even more in his restraints.

"Come on, Y/n, please." You get off his lap and start to take of your outer clothes, Chris watching and cock twitching when he sees your lingere set. Whining even more and bucking his hips. You reach down for the box that holds all the Adult tots the two of you own. Placing it on the foot of the bed.

"You sound so pretty when you whine and beg baby, now be a good boy and stay still, yeah?" Taking out some nipple clamps that he likes to use on you. You slowly make a show of mouthing his nipple, sucking ever so slightly and biting it gently, his grunts sounding in your ears, making eye contact with him as he tries to hold them back. Pulling off his nipple, you tweak it with your fingers, rolling the nub between your fingers, his breath getting more shallow as he struggles.

"Hey baby," his eyes snapping from where they had drifted to your cleavage. "Why don't you let me hear you. Tell me how you are feeling. And maybe I'll take it easy on you." His head nods as he again tried to run into you. Trying to show you how desperate he is. He needs you.

Dragging one hand down to the top of his briefs, pulling the band out with a grunt of appreciation from him, his eyes watching your hand as you pull the briefs away and down by the waistband. Your other hand migrates to his jaw, face now level with his. 

"Look at me baby, you wanna be good, yeah?" He nods so fast, pleading silently with you, showing you how excited he is.

You smirk at how desperate he already is for you. Bringing his lips to yours in a sweet, too sweet for Chris' liking, kiss. Just barely touching his lips as you peck them. Kissing the space between his chin and lower lip next. Working you way down to his Adam's apple, leaving a small kiss there too. His gasps were divine, little whimpers as you tease taking his breifs off. 

Snapping the band back down as you let go, Chris curses. 

"Why are you being so mean, please just touch me. I'll do anything you ask, I promise." 

You smile deviously at him. Leaning down to bite onto his collar bone, sucking a harsh little red mark into the skin there. 

"Oh, being such a good boy for me, begging so pretty." 

You pet your hand through his hair, lightly pulling on the strands where you can. Feeling Chris' cock jump against your leg. He always loved when you pulled his hair. 

Placing the nipple clamps on him, his body stutters, the feeling overwhelming him. He let out the loudest moan of the night with that sensation. Adding a tugging motion to them, he strains, his head falling back and his cock twitching more. 

His moans only get more when you caress his arms and neck, bitting and pulling on the nipple clamps. His hips stutter towards your body, begging you to touch him.

"Please, would you please please touch me?" His whines were only driving your need to tease him more and more. 

"Oh, silly boy, I am touching you." 

"No, no no, touch me, you know what I mean" he's desperate now, pulling at his restraints, and trying to get to you.

"You're gonna have to be more specific baby boy. I'm already touching you."

"Please touch my cock, please, I'm wanna feel you." The broken tone of his voice was enough to drive you more.

Taking out a small bullet vibe, you place it against his bulge, Chris tenses up completely, shouting your name in pure extasy. His hips stuttering up to meet it, thrusting against the small vibrator. Grunting like an animal. Soon the wet patch on his briefs got larger, and he was moaning and panting. Saying your name over and over. You giggle softly, removing the vibe after his moans came down.

"Hey handsome. You did really good for me. I'm surprised you lasted as long as you did." Giving him all the kisses and praise. You reach up to his face and tenderly hold it in your hands. Letting him know how much you care for him. 

"Do you think you can take anymore? Or do you want to stop baby?" Chris opens his eyes and nods at you. 

"I'll last longer this time, you are just so hot."

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[jw231992]

Danganronpa: Despair Time

(ダンガンロンパ:絶望のタイム)

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First of, I just want to say that this is a fanganronpa that I recently found thanks to Moboxer, the head of what is known as Danganronpa: Kill/Cure. I want to do an analysis of that one soon, but this one I figured would be a good start. So, like the series we've come to know and love, Danganronpa: Despair Time is a series where a group of high school students are trapped in a building and must commit a murder to get out of their situation. With the prologue being released just now, we can get a feel for the characters, and maybe some of my predictions will be right? Who knows. Without further ado, let's get into it.

We will start with the main female lead, Teruko Tawaki, the Ultimate Lucky Student. She's seemingly plain, but not Tsumugi Shirogane plain. I really like the hair color she has going on, and I can't accurately tell what color it is, due to me being colorblind, but I believe it's brown going into gray ends. What also sets her apart from previous Danganronpas is that most of the leads are male. Ones like Danganronpa: the After and Danganronpa REbirth both have female leads which I find very refreshing and would like to see the killing game from a female perspective. The thing that also seemed to stick out to me was how she says she was cursed with bad luck, much like Makoto Naegi feels he was in the first game. It also gives me a sense of sadness, much like Qrow Branwen of the RWBY series and his semblance of always bring bad luck to those around him. As of right now, I can't say too much else about her, but as the main character, I feel she would be a survivor. She'll make it to the end and stop the televised killing game (more on this for another character.)

Alexander Matthews, or Xander, is the Ultimate Rebel. He definitely gives of a Kaito Momota vibe from how he confronts those that insult him, but he also has a very friendly demeanor. So because of this, I am giving him the title of Best Boy, because we all need a Best Boy and a Best Girl. According to the series, his talent isn't so much as being a troublemaker, but moreso taking a stand against what he doesn't like and wants to improve for the better. Honestly, maybe Revolutionist or Protestor would have been a better title? Maybe, but Rebel also has a nice flair to it, so we'll go with what the creator intended. His red hair also gives him a fiery feel, which is what I've come to expect from the Best Boys of the games and fangans. The sad part is, I see him dying in the fifth chapter as a culprit. Probably something he didn't even mean to do or something he didn't want to do, a heartbreaking chapter. But the series isn't fully out to the public yet, so we can't say for certain.

Eden Tobisa, the Ultimate Clockmaker. She's adorable, soft, and I just wanna protect this innocent cinnamon bun. That being said, I don't think she is the one that would get the Best Girl status. A lot of her sprites are pretty cutesy, much like a cat, which seems to be a running theme within this fangan. Or I may just dig a little too deep and find stuff that really isn't there. She gives me a big Chihiro Fujisaki vibe, and would love to see this character being explored more. However, it kind of breaks my heart to say she's probably not going to make it, and I believe she would be the Chapter 1 victim. Like I said, she's small and soft, and makes for an easy victim, but I would definitely love seeing an execution if she ends up being the culprit in a case. Probably something sad and gruesome like her being crushed between a few clockwork gears.

So I wanna say this right off the bat, and I'm sure anyone that saw this girl's talent was like, "What the actual hell is a Zither?!" Thank goodness they tell us what it is and I appreciate learning new things. That being said, this is Hu Jing, the Ultimate Zither Player. Her demeanor gives me a slight Kirumi Tojo vibe, especially given the sprite that I took of her. The way she speaks is amazing and I want to see more. I am probably being way too premature about this, but I have wholeheartedly given her the additional title of Best Girl. She may not have a lot to bring to the table as a Zither player but playing instruments takes dedication and I can speak from experience. Not all instruments are easy to play so learning exotic instruments is that much harder. I also say that she's going to be a survivor as well, making it to the end of the killing game but if not, she'll more than likely be a victim.

Here we have J Moreno, the Ultimate Effects Artist, a talent I can also really appreciate. According to the series, J is a nickname but she gets flustered and doesn't exactly say what that nickname is, which may actually come up later during a trial or some form of Free-Time Event. She also seems to prefer quiet people, as opposed to those who seem flashy or boisterous, like the actors she deals with behind the scenes. I use to be a theatre kid (bring on the TikToks) and whenever I could, I would also attempt to learn tech stuff, namely moving set pieces and the sort, so I have a slight personal connection with this talent. She may have a bit of a standoffish attitude but deep down, I feel she has a heart of gold and would definitely help her friends in a time of need. This sort of demeanor would probably give her more of a Kiyotaka Ishimaru vibe, but not in a "Running in the halls is not welcome in a school environment" kinda feel. More towards the personality. However that assistance may go too far and I feel she is more likely to be a culprit in Chapter 2 of the series. Makes me wonder how the execution of an effects artist will go. We'll see if I'm right.

Oh Jesus. This name is gonna be the death of me, but meet Veronika Grebenshchikova, the Ultimate Horror Fanatic. As you can probably tell from the screenshot, she loves everything horror, and I really like the hair ties she has on with the eyes. It makes her stand out, and I feel makes it tie her whole outfit together. The outfit also seems to be giving me Celestia Ludenberg vibes, but at least people aren't asking if she's Japanese. When I first saw her, I thought she would be some form of Optometrist or something but I'm glad she's a horror fanatic. I, too, also happen to like horror pop culture, and I thought it was kind of funny, and slightly suspicious, that she mentioned that they would be trapped in the building and be forced to kill each other. Because of that, it makes me think she knows more than she's letting on, so a possible traitor/mastermind thing going on with her? If not, she's still probably not going to make it and I've labeled her as one of the victims in Chapter 3. But a horror fanatic's execution would definitely be something I'd be interested in, like Emma Magorobi from Super Danganronpa Another 2.

The Ultimate Inspirational Speaker, David Chiem. I'm unsure of how to pronounce his last name, either Hhheee-em or Chai-em. Either way, I feel kind of let down that a speaker that Xander looks up to really hates his talent, or moreso the people that actually listen to him, revealing he's kinda two-faced, being able to talk shit about those that come to his speeches and then nice to their face. It might have been something that developed while doing it, like he was amazing and loved it at first but then later down the road, he started hating it and wanting it to stop. I don't think the two-faced bit will be as extreme as Kokichi Oma or Nagito Komaeda (his facade at the beginning of Super Danganronpa 2 to the end of Chapter 1) but it may come into play during the trials, maybe during his own? Or if he's being framed for a murder? Despite that, I've marked him as a survivor who let's this killing game change him back to OG David where he loved giving speeches and uses the killing game for a new lease on life.

Arturo Giles, the Ultimate Plastic Surgeon. I don't like him. He's a bit of a snob, and to those that he seems ugly aren't worth his time apparently. Which seems odd, given his talent. I mean, he's a plastic surgeon, so of course there will be people looking to fix a few things they don't like about themselves (I'm talking like Nip/Tuck here, people.) He has this utter fetish for celebrities and their beauty however I was watching a thing way back when, I dunno what it was, but it says the ones that have the most plain faces and such tend to be more beautiful to humans. Or something along those lines, but I'm thinking his mask is hiding something he doesn't like about himself. It makes me kinda sad because precious girl, Seiko Kimura, wore a mask and she was so upfront about everything, so maybe there is a hidden redemption arc just waiting to come out. Watch it be something like ugly teeth or some scar he doesn't want people seeing. Enough about this guy though, as I have labeled him a victim, specifically Chapter 5. Remember how I mentioned that Xander would probably end up being a culprit? Well, I think it'll end up being something that he didn't mean to or want to do, despite not really getting along with Arturo. But if he isn't a victim, he might be a survivor.

Daddy. Haha, I'm kidding, this is Levi Fontana, the Ultimate Personal Stylist. He gives off the "intimidating but innocent cinnamon bun" vibe that Gonta Gokuhara gives off, and even mentions his past during the introduction. Something I wish to see come into play during a trial. Now, a theme I seem to run across is the big person, who is amazing usually dies in Chapter 4, and I hate to say this might also be the case. His past may not have something to do with the trial, but if it does, he would be a culprit. I hope not though because I would love to see the intimidating guy live to the end.

Okay, this guy is also an asshole, and I wanna say it's probably because he's short. Kinda like Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu. Ace Markey, the Ultimate Jockey. Despite how he's short like Fuyuhiko, he isn't as willing to go to that point, as he's kind of a wimp. This kind of demeanor makes him less likely to have friends, but I'm interested to see how he got to this point. Probably some form of bullying while he's on his horse, to be honest. Like maybe having issues getting on and the other jockeys laughing at him, but maybe his coach, or mentor giving him this disapproving face when he tries to start something. That's how I see it anyway, but he is probably the Chapter 1 culprit. His execution might be something along the lines of being tied to a fence where horses have to jump over him and he gets hit in the head with horse feet and horseshoes. Then as the fence falls over, he gets trampled on, leaving a bloody mess. I wouldn't be too sad about this character but we'll see as time goes on.

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I would love to continue on but apparently there's a 10 photo per post limit. I will be posting the second part shortly.

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