#nerd!matt au

[eternaldesi]

࣪ ೨ ۪ introducing…nerd!matt && sororitygirl!reader

২ hell n back by bakar. . . The first thing you notice about Matt is his glasses. Big, round frames that always seem to slide down his nose, the lenses occasionally fogging up when he’s deep into some obscure discussion about coding, astronomy, or whatever hyper-specific niche interest has currently stolen his attention. the kind of guy who can recite Pi to an absurd number of decimals but forgets where he left his hoodie. Doesn’t talk much in class, but when he does he uses big intellectual words. Spends his weekends programming his own websites and video games. Writes you love letters since he doesn’t own a phone. chewing on his pens when he’s taking notes or studying

ᩧ ✷ get you by Daniel Caesar. . . the kind of girl people notice when you walk into a room. Perfectly styled hair, and a glossy manicure that matches your outfit. Themed parties and group study session with your sorority sisters. Color coded notes and a pink folder covered in Polaroids. Nails always done and clothes always clean. A walking Pinterest board. a bright smile and the cutest laugh a girl could have

[intergals]

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INTRODUCING NERD!MATT — BEST PAIRED WITH POPULAR!READER

ִ ࣪𖤐:: shy. always has his face in a book. Gets talkative when he talks about y/n or his favorite topics. Button ups, black glasses, and beaten up sneakers. Solving Rubik’s cubes. Journals. Writes notes because he doesn’t have a phone

[falafels]

pt.82!! <pt.81 pt.83>

katesethaaron in the club all long distances carabinered together so 1) aaron doesn’t get lost in a sea of tall people 2) katelyn doesn’t start doing cartwheels (does anyway, brings them crashing with her) and 3) seth doesn’t. just so that seth Does Not

tags for the homies ❤️ @andrewsleftarmband @blurryhour @you-know-i-get-itt @notexactlythatgirl @longspacerat @tessasilverswan @minyard-05 @carbon-dated-gal @bisexualchaosdemon @stormiiflies @watercoloureyes01 @vampire-overlord @iron-sides @azure-wing @buffalo-fox @ohgodnotagainplease @pink-hydrangea @jaywalkerss @ohmynoggin-blog @cosmic-marauder @min-getoutofmy-yard @plazybones @disastersappho @leestars13 @the-witch-forever-lives @minyardsss @post-historical-posts @andabuttonnose @hidinginmyhands @aftg4l @allfor-thegames @yaoishida @inafieldofstarflowers @snowcoming @mooniism @fieldsofpoppies-in-salt-air @prometheusthedragon @graveyardviolence @bustedleftshoe @beatrix33 @aftg-bs @yes-i-exist-shutup @milktemproom @all-for-exy @moon-over-ruined-castle @meta-breakers @whatwereyouthinkingaboutagain @dragonslayer26806 @malepresentingleg @lesbiansforkevinday

[snoopychris]

nerd!matt loves your lipstick stains

there was something so relaxing about being with matt. it was so comforting. you smile to yourself as you’re scrolling through your phone, watching matt every so often as he rubs your leg gently. a certain video that shows up on your feed takes you by surprise, turning your phone off quickly. your curiosity gets the better of you, looking over at the boy beside you, his glasses discarded on your bedside table as he flipped through the pages of his calculus textbook.

“you ever watch porn?” it’s a blunt question, but one you were kind of curious to know the answer to. matt lets out a quiet chuckle as he closes the book, shaking his head as if you had asked him if 2+2 equaled 4.

“sweetie… be serious for a moment. you were like actually my first kiss obviously i’ve watched porn before… why do you ask? little freak.” matt jokes, grabbing his glasses and placing them on his nose. you chuckle as move the textbook away, allowing you to sit up on his lap as you push hair away from his forehead.

“i think you’re freakier than i’ll ever be and so your words have no effect on me.” you whisper, gently pressing a kiss to his lips. he smiles as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling away for a moment to bury his face in the crook of your neck. the place the felt the most like home to him.

“my words have an extreme effect on you.” he mumbles, sighing contently as you press a long kiss on his cheek. he frowns when he feels one of your thumbs replace your lips, furrowing his brows. “hey no what are y’doin? keep kissing me don’t stop!” he whines quietly, blue eyes staring into yours. a quiet oh leaves his mouth when he sees the lipstick stain on your thumb and around your mouth, all signs pointing to it being on his cheek too.

“that’s um... pigmented.” he jokes, cheeks growing more and more red with each passing moment, more vibrant than the lipstick stain that was so visibly present. “can i get back to my homework now? those triple integrals were getting so interesting and i really should st-“

“you’re hard as a rock and you want… to study?” matt shrugs at your words, halting any movement as you gently kiss your way down his body. you make sure that each lipstick mark you leave on his skin is prominent enough to see, going as far to even reapply your lipstick when you get to the area surrounding his thighs. you kiss the tip of his bulge gently, the red tint being barely visible on the white cotton of his boxers. a breath that was stuck in the depths of matt’s throat finds its way out, one of his hands flying to your hair while the other grips his bedsheets.

it doesn’t take long for matt to crumble. within a few minutes, his glasses are covered in the fog that came from his own sweat and his hair is sticking to all parts of his face. he looks like he’s straight out of the video that had popped up on your phone. the same video that started this whole thing. your noises are only becoming louder and more audible as time goes on, the silent gagging and moans being a music to matt’s ears. his textbook was long discarded by now, matt having knocked it onto the floor earlier. matt smiles when you pull off of him to get some air, smirking when he sees the lipstick stains that cover the lower half of your face. he wants to call you pretty, but he’s unable to with how fast you put your mouth back on him.

“please… mph fuck fuck! fuck please please oh my-“ as matt’s breaths started getting louder and louder, your movements continued to grow faster. your lipstick was smudged all over his length from tip to base, the bright red a nice contrast to the pink in his cheeks. the self-restraint that he was trying so hard to keep flies out the window when you hollow your lips, causing a loud groan to leave his lips as he thrusts further up into your mouth, spurts of his release hitting the back of your throat. youre doing your best to assist him in riding out the orgasm when a few droplets of his cum join the lipstick in decorating the bottom half of your face, making matt chuckle slightly. he throws his head back in ecstasy, eyelashes batting up at the ceiling as he reaches for your hand as a form of support.

you grab onto him gently, positioning yourself next to him once more after wiping your lips clean on an old tshirt of matt’s that was on the edge of his bed. he smiles widely as he pulls you close, tracing circles on the small of your back before beginning to speak. “i think that was better than any porn i’ve watched.”

a/n: nerd!matt in april of 2025 this is insane.

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@chrattho1 @cvnntagious @sosasturns @whore4mattsturniolo @mattscoquette @submattenthusiast

[overlygoin]

[humpster35]

Nerd!Chris

~Owns a bag full of your used panties

~Rants to you about global warming

~Gets genuinely pissed if he sees you’re failing, it would be his mission to make you get a good grade

~Can be actually pretty competitive, this leads to him trying to make you cum first

~Still a top in bed, would critique your position and mathematically fix you

~Grammar police

~Comic book nerd

~uses his measuring tape to wrap your hands up during sex

~puts his glasses on your face a lot—he can’t believe someone as beautiful as you likes him

~He calculates each thrust and orgasm—then he would make sure that he doubles it next time

~His tongue is always ready to taste you, it’s so wet because he talks so much.

~He would study with his shirt off, showing his abs then get confused when you’re staring at him

~Doesn’t let you eat bad fruits

~Extremely good at organizing

~His music playlist would be your name with a small mc above it

~He cums a lot

~You have so many science books at your house from this kid

tag list🎀

@mattsweethart @mattspillowprincess @mattsmedusa @matts-hersheys-kisses @csturnioloswifey @salaciousxsturniolo @seeing-stars-today @sturniphone @stvni0l0 @sturniolofruitloop @sturnispider @riggysworld @regulaho @passionfruitchris @hannahsturniolo @hotelstares @theyluvivi @lyingonchris @liaisbroke @lezleeferguson-120 @lifecansmd @owensbabygirl @obsessedwiththesturniolos @chrissonnyangel @chrissleftshoe @chrismybouncyhouse @chrisbratt333 @chrissfavgirlie @chrismalfoy @warmwiskeyeyes @whore4chris @beabadoobeelvur @bernardmatthews @bluestriips @billieslittlecumslut @eeyoresturnz @ellbowmacaroni @eyesonmattyb

[mi-co-uk]

GEEK READER : 19, "bug", nerd, comics, grunge, impatient, journals, cats, art, vinyls, movies, forward, collectibles, midwest emo, stuffed animals, independent, ditigal camera, cynical, solitary.

CASANOVA CHRIS : 21, flirt, confident, parties, bandanas, nosy, rugged, sarcastic, rings, motorcycle, biting, car journeys, irresponsible, drums, money, sociable, alcohol, yearner.

chris is a very securely confident person - knowing exactly what to say and when to say it. that isn't the case around geek reader. she's nothing like he's ever seen before, so he doesn't know how to act. geek reader is a forward yet isolated person who doesn't need anyone else. casanova chris is known for his ability to get everyone and everything he wants, but now he's met bug - and she's all he wants.

a/n I'm pretty sure this is a very common dynamic but I wanted to make some moodboards and introduce my version of it <:

there will be angst fluff and smut for this pairing :3 blurbs soon !

everything taglist: @pair-of-pantaloons @oopsiedaisydeer @corspebridedelrey @browniepop62 @izzylovesmatt @michele-sturns @courta13 @sturns-mermaid @emely9274 @baebadoobee4ever @fw-lee @afr8idofrats @stvrniolotrxpl3ts @chrxsprettygirl @franticroads @m4gz-png @clairomatt @allisonclairee @mattshorsenecklace @whor3ing @matts-girlfriend @obsessedwiththesturniolos @shadowthesim237 @chrisslut04 @jetaimevous @eeyoresturnz @dolliraez @sugarraez @pizzapocketpocketpizza @sturnsira @pink1man @bbgirlmatt @fadedstvrn @sturnslutz @ribbonlovergirl @msvalsius @mattsfavoriteteddybear @sturnberries + all chris only taglist : @kitty-meow-meow44 + angst and fluff only taglist : @xeneasworld @auttysturnz @kayskreativeideas @franticroads

[theognatster]

how they met; m.s au

Matthew Sturniolo. You’d seen his name and his picture among the covers of magazines that you worked hard to see yourself on. The only reason he was in these magazines was to grab young buyers‘ attention to the stands to make the money roll in. His father knew the game he was playing..and he was winning.

Matt was on the set, it was uncommon for him to be there. The makeup artists, photographers, and designers were on edge. Of course they were, the son of the man who gave them their jobs was there. One wrong move, and off they go to the unemployment office. It was hard to come across taxis, even harder to come across jobs in New York, especially jobs in their department, the modeling department. If it was difficult for the technical and makeup crew to find jobs, it had to be harder for the actual models.

All of the girls on set fled to Matt, wanting their chance to shoot their shot. Each girl, forgetting what stage of preparation they were in,swarmed him like a bee to honey. Matt looked around him, he only saw girls in rollers, in unblended makeup, dresses unzipped, and only in white silk robes. There was no sense of a clear conversation, each girl trying to introduce themselves, flirt, or complement him. All of the words created a jumbled sentence that made no sense of its own, and could hardly be deciphered to match each girls’ conversation.

There you were, stuck in traffic for the third time this week. You stared out the rain glassed window of the taxi to the busy streets of downtown New York. You saw apartments, condos, and small homes fill the space, leaving but crowded sidewalks, and busy roads. You thought about buying a home here, ‘it’d be easier to get to work’ you thought as you were playing with the fringe of your plaid patterned scarf. “Is there any way to merge to a different street?” You ask the man with a fedora on who you learned was named: Caleb. “Nope..street’s jammed. Damn, construction.” Caleb spoke up, holding the steering wheel.

“Is there any way to merge with a 50 dollar bill in your possession?” You ask again, pulling out your red leather wallet, holding in your hand a crisp bill. “Hm..now that I think about it, there’s a free space right there..that can lead me to 5th.” Caleb smirked in the mirror above, and saw your amused face. “Get me there, and this bill has your name on it.” You chuckle softly, using the bill to seduce him. “Pleasure doing business with you..Miss?” Caleb smirked, waiting for your name. “You’ll know my name soon enough..get a Vogue magazine with this bill..and you’ll know who paid for it.” You smile softly, your blackberry juice colored lips lifted into a small smile.

50 dollars was good motivation, you made sure to keep that in mind. You handed Caleb your bill and rushed into the 79 level building covered in windows from the outside. As you entered the 52nd floor, you were met with the familiar feeling of work. The Crew rushed around with items to beautify the girls. You found your chair, and your stylist, Cherry. “You’re late.” Cherry scolded, removing your mulberry colored jacket. “I know..traffic was a bitch.” You sigh, removing your clips and jewelry. “What have I said about your lipstick, honey?” Cherry sighed. “That it washes me out.” You mock her tone. “Very good, at least your memory is up to par.” Cherry sighed, you chuckled. “What’s with all the chaos? It’s more than usual.” You ask, as Cherry started to split your hair into sections.

“Matthew Sturniolo is here.” Cherry whispered. “Matthew?!” You exclaim, definitely surprised. “Mhm..who knows what he wants. Last time he was here..ooh, it was horrid.” Cherry tsked. The last thing Matt was here, 30 workers lost their jobs, and 7 models had to find a new company. “I know..I heard. But..he can’t be that horrible.” You tried to look at the bright side, as Cherry started rolling your hair. “Sure honey..I’m glad to know that there's still positivity in the workplace.” Cherry cracked a joke.

“Conner!” A masculine voice rang out. You spotted a pair of hands grab at your mulberry coat that was hung up. “Excuse me.” You spoke up, not looking to see who grabbed it. Cherry smacked your shoulder, and you saw it was Matt who grabbed it. “Conner! Find out whose this is, and I need one in black immediately.” Matt commanded his assistant. “Yes sir..!” The ginger haired man, who you assumed was Conner, spoke up, writing down. “Excuse me, Mr. Sturniolo, that’s my coat. And I’d be willing to let you know where I bought it, if you treated the people you worked with, with a little respect.” You spoke in determination. Matt turned his head, and saw who was speaking to him in such a tone.

“And who are you?” He asked, slightly amused. “Y/N L/N, sir.” You spoke with confidence, even though you fret for your job. “Nice to meet you..doll.” He spoke with a nickname. “I’d introduce myself..but you know who I am.” He smirked, fixing his black suit. “Yes..I do.” You nodded, as Cherry continued to fix the rollers in your hair.

“Hm..well..I’ll have Conner set up an arrangement for me and you..and we’ll talk about where you found this coat.” He smirked, with insinuations coating his words like syrup coating pastries. “Okay then..sounds lovely.” You nodded. Matt smirked, and took you in one last time before walking off. You felt your heart race at the interaction, confused at whether it was the nerves of the interaction or if it beated this fast for a different reason, for a reason consisting of four letters.

“I’ve never seen him say that to anyone..and I’ve worked here for 7 years.” Cherry smiled, amused heavily by what she witnessed. “Maybe..he’s not so horrid.” You said, hoping your words were true.

divider creds: @anitalenia

[lucent-roase]

I forgot I can just write stuff for my au

thank goodness, i was dying trying to draw

i found im too tired to write as well so here are bulleted lists:

Hunter is the best wide receiver Hexside’s ever seen, but his biggest dream is to play the flute!

Willow has always been in stage crew. she’s a strong girl and likes pushing things into the right spot and is delighted to see her props work exactly how she intended them to.

Struggling with OCD her whole life, hearing people sing off-key really upsets her. she enjoys listening to the final production as everyone is on-key singing. she taught herself at a young age to have a perfect pitch as she sung to herself. this leads to Luz finding out she has a beautiful voice and pushing her (literally) to audition.

Hunter’s first go at the flute results in him sucking a lot. he’s about to quit, now marching band along football, but bumps into two girls. one of them picks it up for him and wishes him a good practice, then gets dragged away towards the theater auditions. He then goes and practices.

different character’s places:

- Luz: in stage crew

- Amity: actor

- Gus: narrator

- Belos: school principal

- Boscha: actor

- Mattholomule: lights guy

- more on the way

ships:

- Huntlow

- one sided Amillow (past, will be relevant in the story as time progresses)

- Lumity

- Gustholomule (not very relevant to the story, however will have one-shots)

- may be others but i’m not sure

anyway please ask questions!!

[jtl-fics]

Math nerd au 👀 i love that funky lil accountant

WIP Wednesday Game 8/16/23 (Closed) | Math Nerd AU

"What's 8 x 42?" Matt says as they head towards the front door.

"336." Neil answers without any hesitation waving to the hostess.

".02 x 85?" Matt tries for something harder." Matt asks opening the door for Neil.

"1.70" Neil returns opening the second door for Matt.

"You're seriously just doing that all in your head?!" Matt exclaims as they walk out into the warmth of the South Carolina sun.

"Well, I am here to get my degree in accounting." Neil says with a shrug and Matt can see him visibly enjoying the warmth after sitting in the cold of the restaurant.

"Oh cool!" somehow their own majors and future plans had not come up at any point during the course of their lunch conversation. "I'm in business administration, though I'm hoping to be able to play Exy professionally." Matt says scratching his cheek a bit in embarrassment.

[eternaldesi]

⌗nerd!matt x . sorority girl!reader ﾉ

─── Matt meets your sorority sisters for the first time, and while they grill him relentlessly, he wins them over with his quick wit and charm.

THE KNOCK ON THE SORORITY HOUSE DOOR WASN’T JUST LOUD —it was thunderous. You jumped, almost spilling your drink, as your sisters erupted into giggles around you. Matt was here. “You sure about this, babe?” he’d asked earlier, his voice tinged with a mix of nerves and disbelief. “I feel like I’m walking into a lion’s den.” You’d kissed his cheek, trying to reassure him. “You’ll be fine. Just be yourself, and they’ll love you. Probably.”Probably. Not exactly comforting. Now, as you opened the door to find Matt standing there, holding a box of cookies and looking adorable in his navy sweater and glasses, you knew the next few hours would be… interesting. “Hey,” he said, smiling nervously. “I brought cookies. Thought it might help my case.” “Good call,” you teased, leaning in for a quick kiss before pulling him inside. The chatter from the living room immediately ceased as your sisters turned their attention to the newcomer. Matt hesitated for a moment, glancing at the group of girls lounging on couches, all staring at him like he was the main event. “This is Matt,” you said, trying to sound casual even though your heart was racing. “My boyfriend.”

“Hi,” Matt said, giving an awkward little wave. “Nice to meet you all.” “Cookies? Really?” Brittany, one of your more outspoken sisters, raised an eyebrow as she sauntered over. “Bold move.” Matt held up the box. “Oatmeal chocolate chip. They’re homemade. Thought it might be a safer bet than flowers.”Brittany eyed him for a moment before taking the box. “Alright, he gets one point. Let’s see how long it lasts.”“Britt,” you hissed, glaring at her. But Matt just smiled. “No, it’s fine,” he said, adjusting his glasses. “I figured I’d be under a microscope tonight. Might as well lean into it.”“Oh, he’s self-aware,” Taylor quipped from the couch. “That’s two points.” You shot Matt an apologetic look, but he seemed oddly at ease now. “So, what happens next? A pop quiz? A talent show?” “A Q&A,” Brittany said, motioning for him to sit. “We have to make sure you’re worthy of our girl.” “Got it,” Matt said, taking a seat beside you. “Fire away.”The questions started out tame enough. What’s your major? (Computer science.) How did you two meet? (In the library—cliché, but true.) What do you like about her? (Everything, but mostly her laugh and the way she always knows what to say.) But then things started to get… creative.

“Would you still love her if she shaved her head and got a face tattoo?” Matt didn’t miss a beat. “Of course. Though I’d probably ask what inspired the look.” “Do you know her Starbucks order by heart?” “Caramel macchiato, extra caramel drizzle. And if she’s in a bad mood, cake pops are mandatory.” “What’s your stance on sorority parties?” “I think they’re great,” Matt said. “Though I’m probably better at trivia night than keg stands.” The girls laughed at that one, and you couldn’t help but smile. He was holding his own better than you’d expected. By the time the interrogation wound down, most of your sisters were looking at Matt with a mix of amusement and approval. He’d answered every question with a mix of honesty and humor, and it was clear they were starting to warm up to him. “Alright,” Brittany said finally. “I guess you’re not the worst.” “High praise,” Matt replied with a grin. “But,” she added, “if you hurt her, we’ll make your life a living hell.” “Fair,” Matt said, nodding. “But just so you know, I’d never do anything to hurt her. She’s way too important to me.”The room went quiet for a moment, and you felt your cheeks flush. Matt glanced at you, his expression softening. “Alright, nerd,” Brittany said, breaking the silence. “You’re in. For now.” “Thanks,” Matt said, standing up. “And, uh, thanks for not eating me alive. I appreciate it.”

As the girls laughed and started to disperse, you turned to Matt, who looked both relieved and exhausted. “See?” you said, slipping your hand into his. “That wasn’t so bad.” “I don’t know,” he teased. “I think I aged five years in there.” “Welcome to dating me,” you replied with a grin. And as you pulled him toward the kitchen to grab a drink, you couldn’t help but feel grateful for the boy who was willing to face the lion’s den just to be with you.

۶ৎ — layout Creds : @pearlzier

[sturnslutz]

a couple questions about your aus! also can i be ☢️ anon?

do you think any of your readers have any tattoos? if so, what do you do think they would look like?

are any of your aus your favorites?

does peach like chris in where we’re at in the au and vice versa?

are berry and matt dating?

will chris and sweetie date?

when does candy find out that chris is stalking her?

hai!! of course you can be! welcome ☢️ :)

1. yes, i would like to imagine so.

for berry:

for candy: (she loves snoopy)

for peach: (i imagine she has a couple)

goldie doesn’t have any, and neither does sweetie!

2. i feel like all my au’s that im most working on are my favorites! but i have a special place in my heart for peach and chris because i relate to her a lot, aesthetic and personality wise! matt and berry i also adore deeply as they were a big au that got me noticed.

3. at the point of where we’re at in the au, no. they’re just friends, but she finds him very attractive and chris doesn’t like her either, but also attracted to her.

4. no! just friends who like to do stuff together for now, even though they give very coupley vibes, i know.

5. they will!

6. can’t say exactly when, but it’s a while after he first starts. she’s a little behind on very big details, unfortunately.

[snoopychris]

break room

in which… cheerleader!reader drops lunch off for nerd!matt

warnings: porn with some plot, matt is a Freak with a capitol F again, mentions of hickeys, semi-public sex, throat bulge, choking, matt has a spit kink, dirty talk, DEGRADATION., cum swallowing, that’s about it.

matt’s smile grows by 1000 percent when you walk into gamestop. you’re in your cheer uniform due to the basketball game later that night. “brought you food” you smile, handing him the plastic container covered in various snoopys. he presses a quick kiss to your lips, holding your neck in his hand. it doesn’t go unnoticed when he tightens his hold on your neck to make you lose your breath. you know he’s into it, you just never want to push the topic if he isn’t the first to bring it up.

“oh you’re so so sweet. how long till the game? y’got time to keep me company during my lunch?” he whispers, letting go of your neck and setting his hands on your hips. you giggle as you shrug, hands moving to his hair.

“‘bout an hour.” you smile, gently tugging on his hair. you stand on your tip toes to be able to reach him, pressing a small kiss to his neck. it’s littered with purple marks that you had left the day before, hardly faded. “you’re s’handsome.” you mumble, continuing your gentle attack on his neck. matt lets out a noise of some sort at your movements, setting you on the counter of his workplace. you adjust the glasses on his face as you stare into his eyes lustfully, silently begging for more.

“you’re playin such a dangerous game,sweetie.” he whispers, fingers trailing against your jawline. you shrug as you look around the otherwise empty game store, smirking slightly. “you get to close during your break?” you ask, biting your lip. matt nods in response, grabbing his keys from his pocket and waving them in front of you.

he locks the doors in the blink of an eye, placing the “be back in 30 minutes sign” on the door. you make your way to the back of house as he does so, placing his food on the desk. matt’s back there with you in less than two minutes, pulling you into another long passionate kiss. you giggle into it, arms flying to be around his neck. it’s a heated kiss, one that matt always seems to ignite whenever you’re in your uniform. you slowly and regretfully pull away, a noise of shock leaving your mouth when matt pushes you to be on your knees.

you look up at him with pleading eyes, kissing all around his thighs and legs with his pants still buttoned. “please…” you whimper, getting a nod of confirmation from matt to be able to free his aching cock. you unzip them and pull them down along with his underwear swiftly, finally freeing him. his hands fly to you hair as he pushes you down onto him, throwing his head backwards. he stumbles a bit to lean against the desk before he begins to move your head up and down with your hair as his only form of guidance. he groans when you stop at the base of his cock, noticing the bulge in your throat. he always knew he had been slightly above average, but seeing you like this sent him to a whole other level. you’re only able to pull away when you pat his thigh, a sign that you’re struggling to breathe. matt reluctantly pulls you off of him to let you catch your breath, bending over to see you more face to face.

“how y’doin down there?” he whispers, spitting onto your tongue slightly. you let out a moan at the feeling before pushing him back into your mouth completely. “little fuckin whore… coming to my job to suck me off during my break…” he mumbles, his speed still relentless. he can feel himself getting close to coming undone, but when he sees the look on your face he realizes that you like being talked to like that. “fucking slut. you knew you’d end up here when you walked in wearing that uniform didn’t you? knew you’d have me fucking your throat like you’re a toy you can buy at the mall.” if you didn’t have a game to get to soon, you’d let him cum all over your uniform.

he looks into your eyes for any look of concern or discomfort of his release, but when he sees none, he lets himself go. when spurts of his cum release all the way down your throat, his grip on your hair lessens and he moves his thumb down to your mouth. he pulls out slowly as a string of saliva and cum connect your lips to his tip, and he uses his thumb to break the connection. “swallow it…” he whispers, tilting your chin up to meet your gaze. and as if he hadn’t been shoved to the brim in your throat 30 seconds prior, he begins to speak. “good luck at your game. thank you for lunch.”

a/n: idk how i ended up writing about matt being a freak during lunch again but… whatever i suppose! here u guys go ^_^ kiss kiss -gen

dividers by @issysh3ll !

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[overlygoin]

talkin bout innnnitttttttt

[chrissysturnzz]

GUYS.

So I have decided what reader and Matt are gonna both be and started writing readers introduction … OOOO

[mi-co-uk]

would yall want Spotify playlists for some of my aus or r yall not fussed