Mondler getting together one shot. Set somewhere in Mid Season One, both of them are not dating anyone.
Warning: Rated M
4:00 pm on Saturday.
The gang is sitting in the Living room at Monica and Rachel's apartment, watching A Nightmare on Elm Street. Rachel is on the Armchair sofa, Ross, Chandler and Monica are on the other side. Monica's legs are on Chandler's lap and In front of them are Joey and Phoebe. There's wasn't any room anymore so they sat on the floor.
"God, I don't think I can sleep tonight," Rachel said as she buries her face on the cushion. Joey clawed her legs, making her jump, "JOEY!"
The other laughs because of Rachel's terror-struck. "Sorry, I can't help it," Joey apologizes. Monica chuckles as she puts her head on Chandler's shoulder casually.
Rachel rolled her eyes at Joey and notice something on the other side of the couch,
"Are you guys dating behind our backs?" Rachel said to Monica and Chandler. The others look up to them and saw their sitting position. Both of them were taken by surprise and both chorused, "No," gradually.
"Then why are you so close to each other?" Phoebe asked.
They both shrug their shoulders and Monica's the one who talked over, "We're just comfortable with each other," brushing her head on his chest, which causes Chandler to smile.
Phoebe stands up and grabs her purse on the table, "You guys made me sick, I'm gonna go now, Bye guys," leaving inside the apartment.
"Oh, I have a shift at the coffee house today and I'm already late. Argh, I hope Gunther won't get mad," She stands up and quickly runs, leaving them without saying goodbye.
Ross and Joey had to go too because Joey has a date and Ross got a call on the museum, saying there's a problem at one of the dinosaurs. Which left alone in the apartment are Monica and Chandler.
After a few minutes of silence, Monica speaks up, "Are we really that close? to the point, everybody thinks we're a couple or we're 'secretly' dating..." Her legs are still on his lap.
"Well, I didn't realize that until now. But I was thinking about it earlier—" He going to say something when Monica cut him off, "Wow, your thinking? Big day for you," she quipped. Chandler playfully glares at her and grabs one of her feet and tickled it.
"Chandler, STOP IT!" Monica cracked up as Chandler continues to tickle her feet. Monica tried to stop him but still continues to tickle,
When unconsciously, he kisses the ankle, calf, knee, thigh and suddenly crushing his lips to her, Monica was shocked by the unexpected touch of their lips. Then she closes her eyes and kisses him back, opening her mouth so that his tongue could have access. She moaned when he kissed her hard and deeply. She positioned herself on him, straddling his lap, Chandler tightens his grips around her waist involuntarily.
They broke off their kiss. Monica takes a chance to revive her breath back while Chandler travels his lips around her jawline, then going to her neck, sucking her skin. She makes soft noises in the back of her throat. He continues to trail wet kisses at her neck, "Ohhhh" moving her head back as he accidentally found the spot that drives her crazy. Chandler sucks at it hard while gliding his hands at her buttocks, gripping at it hard. Monica's hands clutched at Chandler's hair while he continues to suck her hard.
"Chandler what are we doing?" she said in between moans. He breaks away, noticing her swollen lips and looks directly at her eyes, "I really don't know, Mon. I just know that I don't want this to stop," he admitted, putting one of his hands to her face, stroking it.
"Do you want to stop?" he asked her, making sure that they're on the same page.
Monica just looks at his eyes, and leaned in, kissing him softly. She slightly moved away from his lips, shaking her head, "No, I don't want to," softly kissing him.
She backs her body away, taking her shirt off in front of Chandler, throwing it on the floor behind the couch. He swallowed hard, taking a moment to look at this incredible sight of Monica. His hands roam at her waist, tracing her wonderful curves. She shifts her hips, making Chandler instantly hard, "God, Monica," Monica leaned up to his ear and whispered, "Take me to my bedroom," Her hot breath against his ear made him groan. So he tightens his grip around her thighs, then standing up, walking towards her bedroom.
When they entered, he kicked off the door then plopped her down onto her endless pillow. He separated from her for a moment, hurriedly ripping his shirt over his head, then crashing his lips hard to her. She let her hands explore his chest, gasping each other mouths.
They continue to make-out when Monica rolled them over, so that she was on top of him as they continue their hot fiery kisses.
She suddenly sat up, which Chandler took by concern, "Hey, what's wrong?" he said, sitting up too, moving her hair away from her face and giving a peck on her cheek. "I really don't want to stop Chandler..." she mumbles, looking at his blue eyes, "But..." he adds, "But if we continue to do this, then it'll ruin our friendship," she start to sob quietly.
"Shhh, Monica. I promise you, even if we continue to do this, our friendship will never ever be ruin," Connecting his forehead to hers, "If you really don't want to... we can stop now and pretend that this never happened,"
"and if we do this?" she asked, staring at him.
"Then you made the right decision," he joked and she laughed, "If we do this then we're going to be more than Friends, and that's great" kissing her softly on the forehead.
Monica just close her eyes, feeling his lips on her forehead, making her decision.
She open her eyes and saw him again. She lifts her hands and tracing up his facial features. She softly touch his lips and he gave her finger a peck which made her smile. She continue to roam her hands to his face, then to his chest, drawing abstract patterns.
When she made her decision, she brought her hands to her back unclasping the bra she's wearing. She starts to breathe nervously and Chandler noticed it, therefore he leaned in putting his head beside of her, then calming her by saying "Shh, it's just me, Mon," her body shakes even more.
When she unclasps her bra, she deliberately slide one of the strap from her shoulders, and Chandler took it as a sign to do the other one. He buried his face into her neck, afterwards he gives her a peck on the shoulder, a way of saying that, "It's alright,"
He slowly flipped her over the bed, fully removing the bra and tossing behind him. She leaned down on her and whispered, "It's gonna be okay, I promised," kissing her afterwards. Going to her neck, moving her head around to access more skin, giving her sweet spot with kisses.
He moves down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, which made her body arche, he nipped it softly, bringing his other hand on the other breast, giving it a circular motion. "Oh My God, Chandler," grabbing his hair and gently scraping his head.
He stands up for a moment, unbuckling his belt, then unbuttoning his jeans. Monica stared at him from the bed, biting her lower lip. Chandler look at her with lust on his eyes.
They're really gonna do this. They're going to cross the line of being friends and become... they don't know what will happen if they finish, they just know deep inside they wanna do this.
Pushing down the jeans, he climbs back to Monica again now only in his boxers. He puts trails of wet kisses on her tummy as he removes her pants, pulling off her legs.
He kneels at the edge of the bed then putting his lips over her ankle kissing it, then moving on to her calf, knee and softly gripping her thigh as he put a soft wet kiss on the inner, he was nestled between her legs, holding them spread wide. Monica just stare at Chandler, feeling incredibly nervous on what his doing.
He pulled down her panties and threw them somewhere, then burying his face to her private. Monica let out a long "Ohhhhh" throwing her head back, her hands clutching the comforter underneath her.
He slowly licks her from bottom to top, she suddenly sat up against him, "Chandler you don't have to do this," grabbing his head to look at her, he removes her hands from the top of his head and kissed it. Then standing up, laying Monica down on the bed again, "Do you want me to stop?" caressing her cheek. Monica cups his face and said, "No, I really don't want you to. But I want you already, Chandler," leaning up to him and kissing him passionately, "Please, let me have you" she begs, connecting her forehead to him.
When he heard her begged, he becomes instantly hard again. "Okay," he said against her lips. He starts rubbing his hard on her, making her squirm, "Don't tease me bing," she gasped. She grabs the waistband of his boxers, pushing it down, he helps her. His erection sprung free, "Condoms?" he asked. Monica pointed at one of her drawers. Chandler separated for her a while, opening one of Monica's drawers and grabbing a condom.
He tears the wrapper off using his teeth, making Monica more aroused by him. He slowly slides the condom on his member, grabbing her thighs so that she could wrap it around his waist. But after he went inside, he leaned down on her stroking her raven black hair, "Are you ready?" looking at her dilating eyes, "Mh-hm," she nodded.
He pushes his hips into her, lowering himself to breathe on her neck. Monica let out a soft and long moan, her walls are adjusting at the new length around her.
"Oh my god, you're so tight Mon," he groans. His trust began slow, and Monica whimpered from the contact.
Her nails clawed at his back and her walls are tightly clammed all over his manhood, "Please Chandler,"
He slowly starts to pound at her as she released a moan. Each moan encourages another thrust. She leaned back as he quickened his pace, their hips urging to meet. She grips onto him, holding him so close to her.
His strokes become harder and deeper, making her moan loudly. She doesn't have to worry about being all loud since all of their friends aren't in the apartment.
She felt her stomach clench and sense of tension increase, "Wait Chandler," she said, clamping her legs to stop his movements.
"Why? What's wrong?" he asked, bringing his head up to look at her.
"Nothing wrong," gasping in between sentences, "I just don't want to end fast,"
"Are you close?" he asked, breathing heavily through his nostrils
She scratches his head, answering, "Yes," she wipes the sweat on his forehead, and he leaned down kissing her tenderly, then he slowly rocked forward, letting himself slightly, "Is that okay?" he asked against his mouth. She whimpered, "Yeah," she went back to his lips and Chandler starts to move, he encircled his hips into her finding an angle and slowly but hard, push himself into her, "Oh god," she gasped on his mouth.
Meanwhile...
Joey went back to their apartment, he realized that he already slept with her and don't want to go circles again. So he just went home and planned to spend some time with Chandler, "Chandler, I'm home are you here?!" he shouted. He knows that Chandler called sick off work because he doesn't really like his job, "Chandler are you in your room?" he walks toward his room and found nothing. Maybe he's at Monica and Rachel's, he thought.
"Chandler are you here?" going inside the girl's apartment and no one's in there but he saw Monica's top on the floor behind the couch, he grabbed it from the floor, "Isn't this the one Monica was wearing earlier?" he asked himself then Phoebe came in,
"Oh, you're already finished with your date, Joe? That was fast,"
"No, I stood her. I realize that I already slept with her," He said, "Hey isn't this Monica's?" he adds.
Phoebe looks at the shirt Joey was holding, "Yeah, kinda looks like it. Isn't this the one she's wearing earlier?"
"Yeah, I thought of that too but why is it on the floor?"
"It was on the floor? That doesn't sound like Monica..."
"Well, anyways, did you see Chandler?" Joey asks putting the shirt on the table.
"No, That's why I came back here because I know the two of them wasn't going to do anything," Phoebe said with suspicion in her voice, "Wait a minute, where are they? anyway,"
Joey shrug his shoulder and look around the apartment, they saw Monica's bedroom door close. They both look at each other, and slowly moves toward her door, leaning their ears to the wood, "Oh my God, Don't stop, Chandler, please," they heard a beg on the other side and hurriedly ran away from her door, making a grimace face.
"Yep, they're having sex," Joey said.
"Or they're just "comfortable" with each other," putting a quotation on the word comfortable.
"Let's just get outta here, They really make me sick," Phoebe said, both of them leaving the apartment.
And Chandler and Monica were really Comfortable with each other. /3
I have too many Mondler stories that aren't finished, then I made this. Oh god, I really need to focus on one story at a time