sturniolo/nate imagines

not in the mood-Chris

Chris POV

I walked into Y/Ns room. She was laying in bed, reading.
"Hey, baby." She said, putting the book down and opening her arms. I climbed onto her and rested my head on her chest, using her boobs as pillows.
"Hi love." I said, wrapping my arms around her.
"What ya readin'," I asked, looking at the cover.
"Nothing," she blushed.
"Smutt?"
"Maybe," she replied, I giggled.
"Does he have a big dick?" I joked.
"All of them do." My eyes widened.
"All of them? There's more than one?"
"There's three."
"3!"
"Only 2 at the same time."
"At the same time!"
"Ya, but it's kinda weird. The brothers did it at the same time. They didn't touch each other, but it was still a little funky."
"Who's the other dude?"
"Their dad."
"Y/N!"
"I know. Most of my books aren't this weird though."
"Do most of your books have more than one guy?" I asked, she thought for a second.
"I'd say a good third of my smutty ones."
"Why?"
"It's more entertaining."
"Do you think that in real life?"
"Oh god no." She shook her head with a little giggled.
"Good," I said, leaning back into her. I got a little bored, so I started to kiss her neck, leaving a hickey.
"Don't leave a mark." She said, I removed my lips.
'It may be a bit late for that."
"Chris," she groaned.
"I have a class tomorrow, now I have to cover it."
"You don't have to. Let all the guys who have a crush on you know you're taken."
"No one has a crush on me. Also a lot of guys like it more when a girl has a hickey cause they think that means their easy."
"Weeeeell,"
"Chris! I am not easy."
"I wouldn't say you're hard. You initiated our first time."
"Ya cause you were too chicken."
"I was not chicken!"
"Were to!"
"Were not!"
"Yes you were! You wouldn't even take my clothes off. I had to do it." I sighed she kind has I point.
"I was nervous, my super hot girlfriend was touching me and I didn't know how to act. I was trying not to embarrass myself." She giggled.
"But I'm great at taking your clothes off now."
"If I hadn't done it then it never would've happened."
"I'm glad you did." I said, kissing her.
"But I am not easy." She said, she said pulling away.
"Yeah," I mumbled, going back for her lips. She kissed me for a while but she stopped as my hand went under her shirt and squeezed her boobs.
"What?"
"Nothing, just not in the mood." She shrugged, grabbing her book. My jaw dropped.
"What do you mean you're not in the mood?"
"I mean I'm not in the mood." She dismissed me, turning the page.
"You've never not been in the mood. Especially when you read these books." I say, still extremely confused.
"Mhm," she continued reading, I sighed, laying my head back down. I got really bored and didn't know what to do.
"Can I read a page?" I asked.
"What?" She took her eyes away and looked at me.
"I wanna see what you actually read."
"Like a smutt page?" I nodded.
"Um, I guess." She said, flipping back a couple of pages. She handed it to me, and I smiled excitedly. My smile fell as I read the first sentence.
What the fuck?
I continued reading, and my jaw dropped. Why is there so much detail? I do not need to know that.
"I love the sight of your swollen lips wrapped around my cock?" I say slightly disgusted.
"Oh my god, it's not that bad." She said taking it back.
"That's fucking gross. How do you read that?"
"If it's so gross, how come you have said almost those exact words to me?"
"I-" I stopped when I realized she was right.
"Exactly," she said, closing her book.
"Now we should fuck." She said.
"What?"
"You heard me."
"I thought you 'weren't it the mood'." I said, doing air quotes.
"I was just mad at you for calling me easy. But I'm over it now." I rolled my eyes.
"I'm not in the mood."