#sturnsvelocity

[slut4christopherr]

dealer!chris x innocent!reader.

—save a cowboy, ride a man.

warnings for this story: mention of drug dealing, smut, unprotected p in v (wrap it before you tap it!), fingering, dirty talk, riding, pet names(baby, ma, etc), pure filth.

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authors note: i haven’t wrote for so so long but hello again guys, hope you enjoy the story. <3 and also if you have any fic requests or if you want to ask me anything don’t be afraid to hop into my inbox, anon or not:)

Chris feels like he’s going insane. Never in his life have his thoughts been consumed this much by someone, especially not by an innocent girl at that.

Chris doesn’t typically do sweet girls, doesn’t find himself drawn to the all too people pleasing demeanours they present but you’re different — there’s just something about you which he simply can’t stay away from, can’t find himself wanting to steer from your alluring persona.

Quite frankly, the way you originally met doesn’t even make sense to him, at a party which he was sure he could bet his entire life you were dragged to.

What confuses him even more though, is the fact that you chose to befriend. You’re polar opposites yet you seem to get along as though you share all the common casualties in the world. It’s honestly both amusing as well curious.

Still he finds himself drawn to you regardless of the questions circling his mind and when he finds himself in your neighbourhood dealing, he’d be a fool to pass up the opportunity to see you.

“Was passing by doing some deals and i couldn’t not visit,” he says once you open your front door.

A surprised look flickering in your eyes as you register the sight of him before a soft smile breaks on your face, allowing him into your humble abode.

"You got anything to drink? M’gnna die from thirst." his voice carries a smooth, almost joking tone.

As he sits down comfortably on your couch, getting as comfortable as if he lived there. His eyes scan your place casually, taking in details, noting how clean and neat it is.

“Yeah, i’ll grab you a water.”

He watches you walk to the kitchen, his gaze lingering on your back. He can't help but feel a sense of familiarity and comfort in your home, even though he's never been here before.

When you return with a glass of water, he takes it from your hand, his fingers brushing against yours briefly.

“Thanks.”

As he drinks the water, he can't help but notice how your house smells - like vanilla and something uniquely you.

He sets the glass down and stands up, walking over to where you are standing in the kitchen. Without thinking, he reaches out and gently pulls a strand of hair behind your ear.

His hand lingers by your face for a moment, his thumb lightly caressing your cheek. He looks into your eyes, seeing the surprise and slight blush that appears on your face. He smirks slightly,

"You look really pretty today," he says, his voice low and gentle.

You blush slightly deeper at his compliment, caught off guard by how genuine it sounds coming from someone known for their tough exterior.

"Don't say things like that, Chris," you teasingly scold, but your eyes betray your amusement. "You'll make me think you actually have some manners."

He chuckles, his hand falling from your face as he steps back, amused by your response.

"Shut up, you know I got manners when I want," he retorts playfully, moving back to the couch.

He sits down but his eyes remain locked on you as you stand in the kitchen.

"Mhm, 'when you want'. That's real romantic," you joke, leaning against the counter with a small smile playing on your lips.

"Though honestly, I think you've shown more manners today than you usually do around your... 'business associates'.'" you give him a knowing look.

He laughs heartily at your comment, shaking his head slightly as he watches you. "Well, I'm not around my associates right now," he says, his voice dropping slightly lower. He pats the couch cushion beside him invitingly, gesturing for you join him.

"Come here," he says softly.

"You want me to just sit next to you like some obedient puppy?" you teasingly reply, but your feet slowly carry you towards the couch anyway.

You deliberately take your time, making him wait. "Though I gotta say," you say, leaning against the arm of the couch rather than right beside him

"You're being really annoying right now," he comments, his lips curling up slightly in a smirk as he watches you lean against the arm of the couch. But instead of being irritated, he finds himself enjoying the playful banter between you two. "Come sit next to me like a normal person."

You sigh dramatically, rolling your eyes at his demand. "Fine, fine," you say, caving and sitting down next to him on the couch. But you make sure to leave a small distance between you two, not wanting to get too close just yet. "Happy now?" you ask, looking at him with a small smile.

As you sit there, the distance between you two starts to feel a bit too much for Chris. Without thinking, he reaches out and gently pulls you closer, closing the gap between you two.

His arm wraps loosely around your waist, pulling you close enough that your shoulders are almost touching. A slight smirk plays on his lips as he catches your surprised expression "Nope. Not that happy," he says, his voice Purposefully casual "You're way too far away over there."

"So?" you respond, trying to sound nonchalant but feeling a slight flutter in your chest at his proximity. “I'm comfortable here."

You try to maintain a small distance between you two, your hands folded in your lap as you keep your gaze fixed on the TV screen.

His smirk widens slightly, clearly amused by your attempts to keep some distance between you. Without warning, he suddenly shifts, turning his body towards you and lifting his other arm to rest on the back of the couch, effectively caging you in with his arms. "Comfortable, huh?"

Your heart beats a little faster, and you try to play it cool. "Very."

You maintain eye contact, trying not to show how his presence is affecting you. "Shouldn't you be watching the game?" asking casually, despite being fully aware of how close he is.

He chuckles lowly, the sound vibrating slightly against you since he's so close. His arms remain firmly placed, one around your waist and the other behind you on the couch. "Nah, the game can wait."

His gaze drops briefly to your lips before meeting your eyes again.

You feel your breath hitch slightly as he looks at your lips. You try to keep your composure but can feel your cheeks starting to flush. "Oh yeah? What can't wait then?" you ask playfully, trying not let him see how much he affects you.

He leans in a little closer, his face now only inches away from yours. His voice drops to a low, husky tone. "This." Before you can respond, he closes the gap between you and presses his lips against yours in a soft, gentle kiss.

The kiss catches you off guard, but you find yourself melting into it almost immediately. His lips move against yours with surprising gentleness, coaxing a soft sigh from you as you part your lips slightly. He deepens the kiss briefly before pulling back, his forehead resting against yours. “Much better."

"You..." your voice comes out slightly breathless as you touch your fingers to your lips "You cheated." you try to say it with mock indignation, but your voice is too soft to be truly annoyed. “Shouldn't have kissed me when I wasn't expecting it."

He smiles against your lips before kissing you again, this time more confidently. “I'm a dealer," he murmurs between kisses, “I always cheat when I can." His hand moves from your waist to cup your cheek gently.

You laugh softly into the kiss, your hands coming up to rest on his chest. As the kiss breaks this time, you're both smiling. "Asshole," you whisper affectionately.

He chuckles lowly, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. “Language." He teases lightly.

He grins, his arms tightening around you as he pulls you closer. “Shut up and kiss me again." His tone is playful but commanding, all traces of the smooth dealer gone as he acts on instinct.

He kisses you deeply, passionately, his hands roaming over your body as he presses you back against the couch. His lips trail down your neck, sucking and biting gently as his hands unbutton your shirt slowly. He breaks the kiss to whisper, "I'm going to fuck you right here on this couch."

Heat grows inbetween your legs just by his words. How does he have this effect on you by 10 words? “Oh really Christopher?”

"Mmm...” He smirks against your skin as your reply encourages him. "Dirty mouth..." His hands push your shirt open roughly while he captures your mouth again with a dominating kiss. He lifts you suddenly so that you're straddling him on the couch.

"Fuck, you're wet." He groans against your mouth as his fingers find your soaking wet pussy through your underwear. “You're already dripping for me." He bites lower your lip hard and pulls your lacy underwear to the side, sliding two of his thick, long fingers inside you. “Look at that..."

Your breath increases, his fingers curling to hit your g-spot. Perfectly every single time. You squirm around him. “O-ooh chris—“

"So tight and wet..." He pumps his fingers in and out of you slowly, watching as your juices coat his hand. “I bet you'd feel incredible around my cock." He leans in to whisper in your ear, "Why don't you show me how well you can ride a man?"

Chris quickly pulls down his grey sweats, followed by his boxers and lets them both pool by his ankles. You’re now hovering over his length, precum making the tip shiny.

He watches as you slowly lower yourself onto his thick, hard cock. He groans loudly at the feeling of your tight pussy enveloping him. "F-fuck yeees... just like that, jus’- mmm..." He grabs your hips and starts to thrust up into you as you ride him on the couch. Your jaw falls slack, not even needing to move as the intensity of chris’ thrusts makes your body jolt every time.

"Damn ma.." He mutters as you bounce on his dick, your breasts jumping with each movement. "Where did you learn to move like that?" He slaps your ass hard making you moan and ride him harder. "You're like a damn porn star..." He growls.

The familiar knot builds up in your stomach, your movements going slower. Your chest rising and falling rapidly, you never knew this is how today would have went. “mmmph- chris- m’gnna-“ his name falls from your mouth like a string of prayers.

His eyes flash with intensity as he feels you start to lose control and your pace slows. "Shit, you're gonna cum already? Fuck, that's hot." He pulls you down harder onto his cock, hitting that spot deep inside you as he reaches up to pinch and twist your hardened nipples.

"Come on my cock, baby. I want to feel that tight pussy squeeze me as you cum." He thrusts up into you with all his strength, his knot beginning to swell inside you. The sensation is overwhelming and you can't hold back any longer. You scream his name as you cum hard, milking his cock.

He watches your face as you cum, your eyes rolling back and your mouth open in a silent scream. He pulls you down hard onto his cock one last time and holds you there as he starts to knot inside you. "Fuck... fuck..."

His knot swells inside you, locking you together as he releases his hot seed deep inside your pussy. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you down for a rough kiss, his hips still jerking slightly as he fills you up. “Goddamn... that was good...why haven’t we done that before?”

He keeps you flush to his chest for what feels like hours, his hands roaming your body possessively as you both come down from your highs. Eventually, his knot starts to shrink enough for him to pull out slowly. "Fucking hell..." He lies back panting, “Come here..."

You slowly come down from your high, still panting and sweating. You can’t even comprehend his words. Your fucked out of your mind.

He pulls you down onto his chest, wrapping his arms around you tightly as he kisses the top of your head. "You're a mess... look at you... all fucked out and full of my cum." He laughs softly,

"And I think I'm in love with your pussy already."

authors note: i enjoyed writing this sm 😭 i started it ages ago and decided to finish it, enjoy sturntumblr!!!!

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#wearenowfriends (i need help on how to make stories on this app pls)

hi friend! honestly I’ve been writing for a very long time so this comes very naturally for me but as far as like putting it into tumblr and stuff it’s a lot of trial and error and finding your own style. I don’t even really have a style yet for how my posts look but thankfully people seem to like them anyway lol. but tumblr girlies love aesthetics!!!

[slut4christopherr]

no because imagine fucking chris and hes smoking a blunt and this song is in the background, to the bathroom, to the kitchen, to the bed, to the sofa, to the bedroom floor, to the shower, to the garage, to the backseat, to the front seat, to everywhere 🩷

[slut4christopherr]

chris loves fucking you stupid

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warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, choking, size kink, bulge kink, squirting

if i missed any lmk!!

chris talking: orange

you talking: white

chris’ cock slams into your cervix every thrust he makes, your moans bouncing off of the walls.

“mmm, feel me inside of you ma?”

you moan in response, too cock drunk to even form a sentence.

chris’ eyes go down to the bulge in your stomach that seems to appear every time he thrusts into you.

he lets out a guttural moan at the sight of him inside of you, creating a swell in your abdomen, and his movements come to a halt as he’s deeply inside of your gummy walls.

“mm, see that shit baby, see myself inside of you.”

you moan, your eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.

chris applies pressure to your abdomen where his cock had stretched and the knot in your stomach suddenly snaps, clear liquid gushing out of you, milking chris’ cock dry and drenching the bedsheets below us

chris wraps his hand around your neck to try and quieten your moans of ecstasy so nick and matt don’t hear, although they probably already have

“mhm, i love when you do that ma. so fuckin hot.”

as you ride out my high, your legs go numb. hed took your ability to walk

chris’ movements slow down significantly.

“mmm-m’gna cum, ready for me to fill your tight pussy up?”

you nod, the only confirmation he needed.

“p-please..”

he moans loudly, then, hot ropes of sticky cum begin painting your walls white.

he slowly pulls out and you whine, feeling empty and he looks down at you, his breathing heavy, his cum oozing out of your clenching hole.

“you good baby? did i go to hard on you?”

your chest rises and falls rapidly and you shake my head slowly.

“fucked you silly huh? can’t even form a fuckin’ sentence.”

he chuckles lowly

“cmon, let’s get you cleaned up.”

a/n: very very rushed but atleast i posted 😭 tysm for the support:)

hope you guys enjoyed!!

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[slut4christopherr]

pov: chris after fucking you in the backseat

[slut4christopherr]

the 5th clip, let me wrap my mouth around his dick

creds: .sturnsaep

[slut4christopherr]

goatee chris🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

[slut4christopherr]

— fresh love? —

part one!

christopher owen sturniolo..

warnings: nsfw, smut, squirting, fingering, blowjob, stoner!chris, aftercare, pet names

summary: you and chris lay in his bed, the only sound heard is the rain drops tapping onto the window, and whatever’s going on between you and chris.. read to find out!

chris speaking = orange

reader speaking = pink

you and chris were lay next to eachother in bed, matt and nick screaming their heads off at a fortnite game downstairs.

you lay your head on chris’ shoulder as you get comfortable, chris scrolls through instagram, stopping on a post, your post.

you quickly realised it’s your most recent post, you in a red, lacy bikini on the beach, the sun capturing your curves. the photo captioned

“let’s go summer 2025!!👙🏖️🌊”

chris double taps the screen, making a red heart appear, signalling he’d like my post.

chris turns his head slightly to get a better look of you.

“you look s’good in that y’know ma?”

you can’t help but let the corners of your mouth tug up into a smirk, knowing exactly what’s going on in his head.

“makes me so. so painfully hard lookin’ at you. your just. fuck-“

you grin, bringing your lips close to his ear and whisper

“i’m just what? christopher?”

hearing his name roll off of your tongue sent shivers down his spine, was it the way you said it or just. you

“mm- your gonna regret posting that for the world t’see”

5 minutes later…

you sit on chris’ lap, back against him, legs spread, mouth open and head leaned against his broad shoulders as his fingers pump in and out of your sopping cunt with ease

his slender fingers curl up, hitting that soft, spongy part inside of you that makes you see stars as you let out a loud moan

his free hand wraps around to cover your mouth

“don’t want anybody hearing us now do we?”

your eyes roll back at his tone, the way he said it made your legs go weaker

you let out a moan, muffled by his hand, sending vibrations through his body

you feel a knot begin to form in your stomach, you grip onto chris’ biceps, your pussy strangling chris’ fingers deeper inside of you.

your legs begin to quiver, threatening to close but chris pries them open with his knee

as chris’ thumb lifts up to rub your sensitive clit in pressured circles, the knot instantly snaps, chris pulling his fingers out to focus on your aching clit

clear liquid gushes out of you, onto the sheets below up, making it a darker colour, then glistening in the dim light of the led’s.

your eyes squeeze shut as chris lets you ride your high before stopping and placing his fingers to your lips

you open your mouth, letting him slip his fingers into it then sucking your juices off of his fingers.

“your doin’ s’good for me baby”

i let his fingers out of my mouth with a pop, and he throws my panties fully off in seconds

i sit on the soaked bed, my eyes focusing on chris’ noticeable budge in his grey sweats and his shit eating grin smacked on his face

the red tint in his eyes somehow made him look hotter than ever

you crawl over to him, fiddling with his belt, pushing his unreleased fresh love hoodie a little bit higher

you throw the belt across the room, followed by his sweats and you pull down his calvin klein boxers so they pool at his thighs

his head leaned against the headboard, hands already tugging at your pin straight hair, making a makeshift ponytail

you wrap your cold hand around his length and use your thumb to rub the leaking precum off of his tip and spread it across his dick, like lubricant

he let’s out a guttural moan at the feeling of your hands on his dick and grips your hair, telling you to use your mouth

“use your words handsome.”

chris’ chest rise and falls with speed as his says, barely above a whisper

“please.. use- use your mouth ma.”

you grin, knowing you’ve got him wrapped around your finger, completely at your mercy

“gotta be quiet baby, can’t have anyone hearin’ us”

chris nods, as you bring your head closer to his throbbing dick.

your head lowers down his shaft, his hips bucking forward in pleasure, his sensitive tip hitting the back of your throat, causing you to gag slightly and him to let out a deep breath. trying to keep the quietest he can.

you look up at him through your eyelashes, as you bob your head up and down his length.

chris looks down at you, his eyes dark with hunger and need

chris’ hands grip your hair almost painfully, as he holds you balls deep and begins face-fucking you. the sound of his balls slapping against your chin to the gags and slurping sounds. the rain hitting the windows with force

“mmm- m’gnna- fuck- fuck-“

you lift your mouth off of his dick and wrap your hand around it, rubbing his tip ever so often with your thumb as your hand moves at speeds

he groans and moans until white tops of sticky cum comes out of his tip, landing straight onto his fresh love hoodie

“new hoodie ruined huh?”

you grin, seeing his disheveled face, the slight red tint on his cheeks, his hoodie having white marks, slowly dripping down

chris stands up, grabbing your hand and pulling you to the bathroom

“bubble bath time princess, take as long as you need, i’ll stay in with you the whole time”

his lips meet yours in a slow, delicate kiss

“sorry i ruined your hoodie baby.”

chris grins

“ruined? baby you can keep it, y’know, memories”

chris hands you the hoodie, the white marks still visible in the dark blue material

the end.

a/n: tysm for reading!! i enjoyed writing this so much!

with lots of love & a fat ass - mia🩷

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[slut4christopherr]

chris in a fucking suit oh my god

[slut4christopherr]

— HOTEL ROOM —

PART ONE!!

warnings: m recieving, getting caught kinda?, sneaking around, gagging, cumshot, alcohol, weed, straddling

summary: you and matt HATE eachother, but on a school trip hou find yourself inside a hotel room with him for 2 weeks, but you and chris did something inside of the room whilst he was gone. read to find out!!

a/n: this will be a series/chapters!! also i will be finish my other story i'm just leaving y'all cliffhanging teheh, it will be done by monday dw!!

chris talking = orange

matt talking = blue

your bsf talking = pink

you talking = white

warning: divider may not work on light mode!

i finally get off of the plane, we are in LA!! i grab my suitcase and talk to samantha

matt had the fucking urge to dirty look me, i flip him off and he grins, chris walking closely next to him

i can't lie, the way he hated me, turned me the fuck on

"if we're not in the same room i'm GOING to flip"

i laugh and shake my head

"oh me too, i can't stand anyone else here"

i mock a gag and she laughs

teachers are assigning our rooms

then she suddenly says

"samantha and paul, room 382"

my jaw drops

"wish me luck"

i sigh, now i've got to spend 2 weeks with someone i probably hate

"matthew and y/n, room 383"

you have GOT to be kidding me? out of everyone here they chose me and matthew fucking sturniolo

my hand grips my suitcase as i grab the key to the room and get in the elevator, hitting 3rd floor

matts at the other side of the elevator, avoiding eye contact. let's just say. awkward!

as i walk out of the elevator my heart pounds as i try and find the room,

i say to myself

"383, 383, 383"

i finally find it and put the keycard in and open the door, i take one look and my face drops

matt walks in behind me and drops his bags, equally as shocked as me

"one fucking bed? oh fuck no, this has to be a mistake"

i shake my head

"go talk to reception"

"¡ can't believe im actually listening to your dumb ass"

matt walks back into the elevator and as he goes down i see chris walking past my room and he gives me a quick smile

"oh come on chris, just a smile, not spoke for ages!"

chris turns around

"yeah, s'been a while huh?"

i nod

"you going to this party tonight? matts taking this random girl so, wanna come with me? not as a date or anything just, for fun y'know"

i grin, loving the idea of an LA party

"'m in, but how we gon' get out without teachers seeing?"

chris chuckles and jingles keys

"didn't talk to reception for nothin' there the fire exit keys, so no alarm goes off”

i grin, nodding with the idea

next minute

matt storms out of the elevator

"fuckin' apparently they didn't mix it up, last room they fuckin' have"

i sigh

"i'll just sleep on the sofa"

matt nods and walks into the room

“see ya later, sweetheart”

oh the way he said sweetheart had me pulsing, i squeeze my thighs together and he turns around, going toward his room as i walk into mine & matts room

"i'm gonna get ready for this party"

matt looks at me and snickers

"do you know what LA party's are like?"

i laugh

"course i do, why? think i can't handle a big person party huh?"

i smirk and grab my black corset, a pair of stockings, a black leather miniskirt and knee high black boots

"ive just never seen you, i mean,anywhere really”

i sigh and walk into the bathroom to change

as i tied the corset, i sucked my stomach in so i can tighten it more but when i let my breath go, way too tight, i loosen it a bit, i look at myself in the mirror, and i smile, knowing goddamn right i look good

"i need to curl my hair"

i walk out of the bathroom and see matt in a pair of jeans and a checkered button-up tee, he looks me up and down before sighing and picking up his phone

after i curled my hair, a knock on the hotel room door, i stand up and lean my curling iron on the wooden table then look through the peephole, it's chris, hes wearing a fresh love hoodie and a pair of grey sweats

i open the door and grin

"well your early mister!"

chris' eyes linger from my thighs, to my boobs which the corset pushed up, to my lips, then my eyes

"your gon' get me in trouble t'night ma"

i grin

"nights not even started and your already horny?”

matt gags

"will you two shut the fuck up? and chris i-"

chris cuts him off

"yeah, we're done, jeez."

matt and chris are ready, they're waiting for me to finish doing my lipgloss, and as i finish, matt grabs his room keys

"don't expect me to drive you to the party as well"

i sigh

"'ll just get an uber, it's all good”

chris shakes his head

"no, your coming with me, your coming in my car"

i grin

"let's go then, what're we waiting for?”

as we walk into the house, the smell of alcohol and the faint smell of weed fills my nostrils, chris guides me to the kitchen where there is a heavy selection of drinks

“whachu want?”

i sigh

“jus’ make me somethin’ good!”

chris nods and hands me a drink a minute after

i try it and surprisingly it’s not death in a cup

a few hours later, me and chris uber back as were too drunk to drive at all, we’re sat in the back of the uber singing

hotel room — montel fish

as we pull up to the hotel, we step out of the uber and walk inside, chris gives the fire exit key back to the girl behind the desk and we walk upstairs, and i pull him into my room

“ma, you had me so fuckin’ hard tonight”

his words came out slurred

i grin

“want me to help, handsome?”

chris groans

“keep talking’ like that ill cream in my pants”

i push chris down on the bed, his head against the headboard as i crawl upto him, before anything, i straddle him and kiss him deeply.

he bites my bottom lip and i open my mouth a bit to give him full access, our tongues dance as we slowly pull away, i plant kisses to his jawline, neck, and keep moving down until i’m at his waist band

i look up at him through my eyelashes, his head nodding instantly, giving me permission to continue, i unbutton his jeans then unzip the zip, slowly, very slowly

chris groans and throws his head back in impatience and i grin, looping my fingers into the waistband of his pants and pull them down , his boxers following quickly

i was pretty stunned at how long he was, how was that gonna fit in my mouth

he must’ve saw how nervous i was

“you got this ma, cmon”

i lick up his shaft and decide to focus on the tip

“oh ffuuuck ma- y’keep doin’ it like that i’m gon’ cum”

i grin and my tongue flicks over his tip, i taste the precum on my tastebuds as i hear him moaning my name, his mouth parted and head leaned back against the headboard

“ffffuck y/n, yeah yeah, keep doin’ that, goin’ down on your enemy’s brother? fuckin’ slut”

i feel him twitch inside of my mouth, signalling hes close

his hand tangkes in my hair, making a makeshift ponytail as his hips roll up into my mouth as he finds his release, hot ropes of cum go to the back of my throat

i’m took out of pleasure when i hear the door slam and matt speak

“are you fucking kidding me?”

part two!! ⬇️

a/n; hopefully y’all liked this one!! i found this so fun to write

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[slut4christopherr]

snaps with gf!reader x bf!chris

no warnings tbh

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— SOFT SPOT —

matthew sturniolo…

warnings: fluff, thigh touching?

(i think that’s all! if not then lmk!)

summary: you and matt were always close, no matter what, even if you had hung out and it was silent. it was comfortable. you both got paired for a history project which brought you both together. most of the time when you hang out with matt it’s just silence, but it’s the best times ever.

a/n: not a lot of talking in this! enjoy though!!

matt talking=blue

reader talking=pink

you've were under the impression that matt was utterly in love with cassie. she was beautiful, kind, so you couldn't blame him.

she was the reason you'd even met him in the first place─she introduced you to the triplets, creating a small friend group you had now.

you were close with each of them in your own ways, but with matt it was just the comfortable silence.

you both weren't big on starting conversations so when you'd be left alone it was usually silent, mixed with the occasional ask to grab something for one another.

when you inevitably got paired together for a history project, matt finally decided to talk to you─the first few weeks just being endless questions about cassie, each time further driving you further until your responses were small 'i don't know's’ and repeatidly asking to focus on the assignment.

he never noticed your mood shifted from calm to annoyed anytime you saw him─but what he did notice...was how pretty you were.

matt's pupils dilated everytime he saw you, which was almost every other day. he seemed to grow a sweet soft spot for you, insisting on hanging out even when it didn't involve the project.

✧˖°.

matt's eyes averted to lunch cooridors, his hard gaze liftinv as you walked in with cassie, but just like every other time for the past two weeks, they had stayed on you. he could feel this giddiness as you walked closer, your smile staying as you faced the group.

matt scooted a little further from the edge to make space with you, his cheeks reaching his eyes with a smile as you thanked him, taking the seat.

you were busy talking with cassie as nick, only keeping the fact matts head rested on your shoulder, nuzzling himself closer as if he couldn't get enough of your perfume, at the back of your mind.

you didn't know when this change of character had happened, but you were alright with it─knowing if you'd reject it matt would instantly back off. his grabby hands lowered to play with the fabric of your skirt

"s'this new?"

he murmured against your neck. you didn't know if he was talking about the skirt... or the fact he was so clingy.

matt could sense your uneasiness, so he pulled back a little which earned a slight frown from him. he was just about to say something, but cassie began talking again.

but not before he could whisper in your ear.

“you look really good in skirts."

he leaned back into your shoulder again, resting his head this time as he started to play with it again.

matt was hyper fixation on the fabric, twirling his fingers through it─he wanted to just get up and sit on your lap and bury his head even more...but he didn't want to be to obvious in public... as obvious as to how his hands were wandering.

nick was telling a funny story now, resulting in everyone around the table being very distracted.

matt was only half-listening as he was so focused on you, his head now turned into your neck. he inhaled the sweet scent of your perfume...and could almost taste it. he wanted more.

matt’s hand begins travelling painfully slow up your thigh, his fingers tracing little patterns across your skin, but he goes way too high for being in public so you slap his hand, not too hard but enough to startle him.

matt's hand froze as you stopped it, his breath hitching. he hadn't even realized his hand had been moving so far up... but now he didn't want to stop. he just wanted to continue...

✧˖°.

3 minutes later…

matt gently placed his hand on your thigh again, his thumb rubbing in a circle. he knew if you saw his face right now, it would be completely flustered. he just kept his head buried in your neck.

matts hand was a little higher this time─so, a little bit of your thigh was now exposed. and he could tell that no one around the table was paying attention to both of you, considering how high the table and benches were...

matt's hand began to travel up a little more, but just as he was about to go higher, you placed your own hand on his.

his head pulled away from your neck this time, his face so close to your own that he could feel himself breath in your perfume even more. he was completely flustered now, just staring directly at your own hand on top of his.

he stayed like that for a few seconds before finally looking up at you, meeting your gaze with his own.

he kept silent, letting his eyes just travel all over your face and down to your mouth...he was in trance almost.

he couldn't help but keep staring at your lips, his own mouth slightly parted. matt was getting the familiar itch to pull you away and find somewhere more private, or at least away from the table...

his hand moved under your own, lightly holding onto your wrist. his thumb began rubbing circles on your skin, keeping his gaze on you as he leaned in a little closer...

his lips parted ever so slightly more as he inhaled your perfume once again.

it got him every time.

he didn't know what it was, maybe just the way the smell lingered on your skin but he just wanted to taste you, he wanted nothing more than just to feel your lips on his own.

he let his hand travel up your arm, his grip on your wrist tightening. this time, his lips grazed over your earlobe, his breath hot and shaky.

"i have something to ask you..."

matt's voice was quieter this time, but there was something in the way his voice sounded that sent chills through your spine...he was definitely on edge this time, but he didn't want anyone around the table to hear...

“what’s up?”

your voice came out quieter than expected, heat rising in your cheeks.

matt moved his head back, his gaze once again fixated on your lips. he bit his lip, his fingers gripping onto your wrist.

“can i talk to you...privately?"

on one hand, matt seemed desperate to know the answer, his eyes moving from your lips to your eyes, as if they were in a silent fight to see who would give in first...he wanted more than to just be touching you.

he wanted more than just whispering to you. he wanted to say it all to you, tell you everything on his mind...

he needed to be alone with you...

but on the other hand, your heart was pounding in your chest, you swear it’s visible, matts eyes locked onto yours, the way his chest rose and fell. you finally found your voice.

“yeah.. where we going?”

matt stood up, not waiting for your hand to stop holding yours before he began tugging you away, towards the bathroom. he was almost shaking as he did, as to not be seen by anyone around...he just wanted to have you alone.

as the bathroom door finally appeared, matt pushed through the door, checking under the sinks to make sure it was empty before pulling you in.

he let go of your hand as soon as the door shut, locking it behind him. he leaned back against the door, exhaling as he just let everything hit him. he was breathing heavily, as if he had just run a marathon...

he took another breath as he just let his eyes roam over your body, taking in your presence. he wanted to touch you so badly, but he still held back.

“you wanted to talk?”

matt nodded but he still didn't say anything right away. he had to take a few more deep breaths to try to calm himself down. he was so worked up already...he didn't even realize how badly he wanted this until now...

his eyes were on you this time, he couldn't help but stare. he loved the way your body looked, the way your hair fell, and the sweet smell of your skin. how was he able to hold back this long.

he pushed off the door and started to walk slowly towards you, his eyes still staring down at you...his gaze looked hungry this time.

he just wanted to grab you, pull you closer...

he was having an internal battle with himself at this moment. he had to keep it cool, he couldn't push you away, but he was already so desperate...

he moved closer to you until he was standing in front of you only a couple inches away. he was still shaking a bit as he looked you in the eyes, his own gaze filled with a thousand emotions that he was trying to keep in.

he wanted to reach out, to touch you...but he was having trouble giving in to his desires...just a few more breaths...he let his tongue dart out, wetting his lips in small movements.

“matt..?”

matt's body almost tensed up when he heard his name come from your lips. the way you said it, so soft and sweet...he just wanted to hear you say it over and over to him.

he was so worked up at this point, he would have been fine with you just saying his name over and over again all night.

he had to take another, deeper breath, this one sounding almost strained. he was desperate at this point. he couldn't just be this close to you without touching you…

then…

your eyes open to the sound of your alarm blaring in your ears.

it was all a dream…?

you tiredly got yourself out of bed and put your uniform on, brushed your teeth, did your makeup, ate your breakfast, and went to school, hung out with matt like nothing had happened in your own head last night.

a/n: my sincerest apologies for the ending. 😭 i hope y’all enjoyed i’ve been writing this for the past 2 hours LMAO

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[slut4christopherr]

— THE PARTY —

part 6…(all other parts pinned on my blog 💓)

a/n: ive decided to turn my caps on because it looks sm better 😭

warnings: arguing/angst, swearing, yelling, a tiny bit of smut (if i forgot any then lmk please!)

summary: you and Chris had gotten steamy in the hotel room. until Matt knocks on the door.

chris talking = orange

matt talking = blue

reader talking = pink

Chris’s smirk widens, his hand moving lower, fingers tracing circles on your hipbone.

“You’re starting to convince me…”

He says, stepping closer to you.

“But I don’t wanna piss off Matt any more than I already have…”

His lips find their way to your neck, kissing and biting gently, sending shivers down your spine. His hands continue to roam your body, moving lower, his touch leaving a trail of fire on your skin.

“But then again…”

He murmurs against your skin, his breath hot on your neck.

“I’ve never been good at following rules…”

Your heart races, knowing exactly where this is headed. The growing erection in his pants. His tone. The way his breath grew raggedy and heavy. You. Knew.

His body presses fully against yours, his growing erection now impossible to ignore. He nips at your earlobe, his voice dropping to a rough whisper.

“I suppose a few extra minutes wouldn’t hurt…”

Suddenly..

*BANG BANG BANG*

Matt’s voice comes through the door quietly.

“Dude, cmon!”

Chris lets out a frustrated groan as he hears Matt’s knock at the door.

“Damn it, why now?”

He mutters, his eyes locking back onto yours, his expression torn.

Chris raises his voice a bit so Matt can hear him.

“Jus’ a minute dude!”

You sigh, feeling frustrated. You wanted to stay in the hotel room with Chris. But at the same time you couldn’t. Something was holding you back. Something way bigger than you. Maybe it’s because it’s Matt’s brother. Finally, you find your voice.

“Chris, we should just go..”

Chris takes a deep breath, clearly not thrilled about the idea of leaving the comfortable solitude of the hotel room, but nods reluctantly.

“You’re right…”

He mutters, stepping back from you, his hands falling away from your body.

“Let’s go see what my dumbass brother wants.”

A grin tugs at the corner of your mouth.

He moves towards the door, you not far behind, his expression neutral, and opens it, revealing Matt standing outside.

“What is it?”

He asks, his voice clearly edged with irritation.

Matt’s eyes flick between the two of you, noticing how close you are standing to each other.

His expression hardens as he eyes his brother, knowing exactly why he didn’t want to come see him straight away.

“Can I talk to you outside for a sec Chris?”

He asks curtly.

Chris glances back at you, clearly not wanting to leave your side.

“It’s fine, just go, I’ll wait here.”

He nods, reluctantly, and steps out into the hallway, closing the door behind him.

The door shuts, leaving you to wait inside, curiosity stirring as you wonder what they're talking about. You can hear snippets of the conversation outside, but nothing clear enough to understand what's being said.

The conversation outside grows more and more heated as the minutes pass. Matt’s voice is stern and authoritative, while Chris’s voice remains defiant and irritated. You can tell they’re having a serious discussion, but the words are still too muffled to make out.

You step closer to the door and press your ear up against it, straining to hear the conversation taking place outside.

The sound is still muffled, but you can make out fragments of the argument between Chris and Matt.

Matt’s voice is firm and disapproving, while Chris’s is irritated and defiant. You can’t quite understand the words they’re saying, but their tone is enough to give you a sense of the tension between them.

The sudden sound of a raised voice startles you, causing you to jump back slightly. It’s clear that Matt and Chris’s argument has escalated to a new level of intensity. Matt yells back.

“Just stay the fuck away from her dude! I’m sorry but you have a new girl every week and i’m NOT going to let you do that to her.”

You can hear Chris’s voice, although it’s a bit muffled, it’s clear that he’s getting frustrated.

“You’re being ridiculous Matt! She’s not some plaything for me, you’re acting like a paranoid idiot.”

Matt responds, his voice growing more agitated.

“I know you, Chris! You’ll just play with her feelings and then move onto the next one. I won’t let you hurt her like that.”

Listening to their argument, your stomach twists with unease. You can’t help but wonder how much of what Matt’s saying is true.

Is it just a drunken overreaction, or is he truly concerned about Chris’s track record of fleeting relationships?

a/n: This cliffhanger.. Y’all better be waiting on part 7, anyways! Thank you so much for reading!!

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[slut4christopherr]

— HOTEL ROOM —

PART 2!

part 1 =

warnings: rough sex, bulge kink, hickeys, fingering, squirting, unprotected p in v (don’t do this!!) !playerboymatt, !bigdickmatt, if i missed any lmk!

summary: chris had headed back to his own room after being caught doing what he did, especially because it’s his brothers enemy. matts bulge grows harder as he finds a way to punish you.

a/n: this is fictional! this is not a real story about the triplets, all fake and hopefully you enjoy! 🩷 (not proofread!)

chris talking = orange

matt talking = blue

your best friend talking = pink

you talking = white

warning; divider may not work on light mode

matt watches chris as he leaves, hurrying his jeans on and when the door shuts, he turns to me as i’m wiping the saliva off the corners of my mouth

“really, blowin’ off m’brother knowing i can walk in?”

i roll my eyes, why does he care what i do? i away from side to side drunkenly, my words slurred and a faint smell of alcohol coming off of my clothes

“why do you care matt? didn’t you get it on with that chick you were with?”

matt holds the bridge of his nose

“y/n, your so drunk, you fuckin’ reek of cheap vodka. and no, she left to go home! why do you care anyways? you’ve got my fuckin’ brother now?”

matt walks closer to me and brings his head down, ear level to me and whispers, hus breath hit against my ear

“it’s a good thing you looked fuckin’ hot as shit doin’ it ma”

my smile falters, as i look down to the growing bulge in his pants

no. fucking. way.

matt looks down at me with a dark, hungry look in his eyes, as my eyes travel back up to his eyes

“like whatcha see ma?”

i gulp down the saliva in my mouth and kiss his lips hungrily, like i was starved.

as he kisses back with the same energy, he pushes me back onto the bed, lips still connected as his lips disconnect from mine and travel down to my jaw

i’m breathless by the time he’d reached my waistband, my core feeling like a waterfall and purple and red marks staining my neck & jaw

he looks up at me through his eyelashes, asking for permission as his fingers curl into my waistband

i nod almost instantly, feeling my core throbbing with need

matt pulls them down slowly

“m-matt, don’t tease..”

your not looking at him but you know hes doing that grin he always does when he knows he’s got you quiet

my panties & sweatpants pool at my ankles as matt runs hus middle finger up my slit, feeling the wetness, his jaw twitching at the feeling

“ffffuck, all this for me ma?”

i let out a shaky exhale

“yes matthew, it’s all for you!”

i say louder and squeakier than expected

“ive not even touched you and your already actin’ like this”

he shakes his head and rubs my clit with his thumb, drawing circles across the sensitive bud, i moan slips my lips

“please- more matt. please”

he loves the way your begging him to give you more, he takes his ring & middle finger down to your entrance and teases you by entering until his fingernails end and then pulling out

“mmh- matt- stop teasin’”

he puts both fingers in, as keep as can go, curling his fingers up to feel that soft spongy area inside of me , i let out a moan as my vision whites at the corners

“your this close already? i’ve barely even started ma.”

i don’t even process what he’s said, until i squeeze around his fingers as his cokd rings touch my clit and he pulls his fingers out, putting them up to my mouth as i open wide for him,

he puts his fingers into my mouth and i suck my juices off of it, swirling my tongue around his fingers.

“get on all fours, hands an’ knees baby”

i do exactly as he says, crawling onto my hands and knees, not noticing matt spreading his precum all over his hardened cock.

his palm applies pressure to the middle of my back, causing my upper half of my body to be down and my ass be up.

he slaps your ass and you squeak

“matt!!”

he chuckles darkly before spitting on your cunt and rubbing it into your throbbing hole of need.

he teases you my rubbing his tip up and down your slit

“matt- jus’”

he slides his full length into me, not given me any time to adjust to his long length, he starts moving inside of me as a quick pace, skin slapping against each other and balls slapping my clit every time he thrusts

“mmmmaaaattt, mmmh fuck, too big!”

he grips your neck, pulling you up toward his face, still thrusting deep inside of you

“you won’t be able to walk straight for weeks ma”

he let’s go of my neck and my head bounces back down onto the pillow , him slapping my ass didn’t help either as i let out a pornographic moan, not caring if anyone else from school hears us

i feel a knot form in my stomach

“matt- matt i’m gonna-“

matt lets out a guttural moan

“mmhm baby, i’m right behind you”

he flips me so i’m on lay on my back, thrusting into me and noticing a bulge in my lower abdomen every time he thrusts, he grins, enjoying the sight.

he goes balls deep and applies pressure to the bulge in your tummy, causing the knot to snap. my liquids running down matts cock as he finds his release also, cumming deeply into my pussy

he leaves it there for a second, then pulls out groaning

he spreads my pussy lips to watch his hot seed drip out of it, onto the covers below us

“let me clean you up ma.”

he grabs a cloth from the bathroom and puts warm water onto it and walks back over to you, dabbing and wiping your pussy clean, due to you still being sensitive, your body twitches, causing matt to chuckle deeply

after he cleans me up, he gives me my clothes from earlier and i slip them on as matt does the same

“wanna watch a movie?”

i smile, not expecting him to be the aftercare type of guy

“yeah, you can choose”

his arm snakes around my shoulder as i lean into him, as we watch a movie and fall asleep in each others arms

a/n: i’m so excited to carry on this story, and also in starting a taglist!! comment if u wanna be added, thankyou for reading, much love and fat boobs - mia🩷

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[slut4christopherr]

— VIDEO!! —

matthew bernard sturniolo

warnings: mentions of smut, swearing, and that’s about it!!

summary: you, matt, chris and nick decide to make a car video, yours and matts relationship being private, not for much longer!!

matt talking = blue

chris talking = orange

nick talking = purple

reader talking = pink

as the camera beeps, a red light appearing above the lens as everyone puts on a cheeky grin,

chris in the drivers seat, matt in the passengers seat, nick behind chris in the back seat, and you behind matt in the back seat

“what’s good guys, welcome back to a spontaneous wednesday video!!”

you rolls your eyes at the tone he puts on

“today we’re joined by the one and only… drumroll please”

everyone slams their palms against their clothed thighs

“y/n!!!”

you feel put on the spot, as you wave at the camera

“hey guys!!”

10 minutes later..

matt and chris are talking about what food is better, pancakes, waffles, or french toast

chris turns around to nick, who is next to me, and points a finger at him

“i dunno why you care so much”

nicks jaw drops

“why do i care so much? did i say a FUCKING THING?”

you, matt and chris burst out into laughter

“why do IIII care so much? you just went on a fucking 3 minute tangent, about how much you care, i was actually trying to interrupt you guys to say, this is a fucking hypothetical question”

you tap nicks shoulder, tears of laughter dripping down your chin

“nick sto-“

your words get cut off by him, continuing

“tomorrow we’ll wake up, there still be waffles, there still be pancakes, there still be french toast! and i care too much? i couldn’t give a fuck less! matt can wake up and eat all 3 tomorrow! what are you saying i care to much i’m literally waiting for you to STOP!”

as the laughter dies down, nick looking absolutely furious, and you look at him, not attempting at hiding your grin at all

“done yet nicolas?”

nick glares at you

“do i look don-“

you place a finger over his lips

“quiet for a moment, you just went on a 3 minute tangent about how much you don’t care.”

nick leans back in his seat, phone in his hand, scrolling away

matt and chris are fighting over a twix, typical

“give me the fucking twix dude! i bought it”

matt scoffs

“well i found it chris!”

you roll your eyes, them both looking like 5 year olds who just made a sandcastle

“you guys look so fuckin’ stupid right now y’know”

matt laughs, completely forgetting people are in the car with him

“oh and you looked stupid drunk on my cock last-“

you quickly stop his words by slapping your palm over his mouth, eyes widened, embarrassment heating up your face

you look around, to see chris and nick, with a grin on their faces

“oh this is so staying in the video, that’s what the noises were last night huh? thought matt was killin’ you in there!”

you look back at him, removing your hand from matts mouth

“edit. it. out”

nick shakes his head

“i think it would mess with the fans heads? right chris?”

chris shakes his head, chuckling

“oh 100% dude”

you look at matt, embarrassment heating up your cheeks, beads of sweat dripping down your forehead

matt sighs

“it’s been going on for months, we didn’t wanna tell you because, we thought you’d be, disgusted.”

you sigh

“yeah, couldn’t get better dick than matt the munches titanium rod huh?”

a/n: hope y’all enjoyed !! i felt so bored so i wrote this.

dividers @bernardsbendystraws

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