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[heartfeltchris]

me when ari (girlfriend) hasn’t updated since july 9 ☹️☹️🙁🙁😖😖😣😣💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

i need to update asap 😫

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hi! i love all your books and stuff here on tumblr but i have a question, i can see you like to include smoking a lot, and i think you smoke (sorry if you don’t!) but my friends have been offering but im a little scared to try it, is it good?

personally, i enjoy smoking and i say that you should try it if you feel comfortable!! please don’t do it if you don’t want to or if you feel pressured by other people <3 but it’s enjoyable imo 💌

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𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫’𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐭 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 . . . you’re typically a straight a student, thanks to your relationship with your professor. but one day he randomly fails you and you find a way to bump up your grade.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mature language, dom!matt, smut — oral (male receiving) — (read at your own risk)

a grin grows on your face as you watch your professor slowly make his way towards where you’re sitting, passing out the graded papers to your fellow students.

see, the reason you’re so excited to receive your assignment back is because you just know you’re getting an a+. the reason for it may be unethical, but regardless it keeps your grades up.

so what if you’re secretly hooking up with professor sturniolo, he’s hot, experienced and you never get lower than an a so it’s a win-win situation.

however, as he finally stops at your desk, harshly placing the paper on your desk, your face immediately drops at the red, large circled F. you look up at him, and he doesn’t even give you a sneaky glance with his eyes that are normally mixed with desire and hunger for you.

he passes by quickly, and you just fold your arms at the lack of touch he’d normally give you whenever he walks by your desk. your glossy upper lip lifts into a sneer at the sight of the failed paper even though you didn’t really put any effort into it, just expecting him to pass you.

you just sigh, knowing internally that you’re going to immediately question him and his odd behavior after class.

-‘๑’-

the rest of english passes by pretty quick, only filled with the annoying chatter of the other students filling your ears. you watch as everyone rushes out the classroom to their next period, but you stay seated until the class is empty.

but professor sturniolo doesn’t realize you’re still lingering until he looks up and notices you with your arms folded at your desk. his face crinkles with confusion as he takes a seat on his chair, picking up other papers that desperately need to be graded.

“can i help you?” he questions, breaking the silence as his gaze flickers between you sat at the desk in front of him then back to his task.

you grow irritated towards how oblivious he’s acting, harshly pushing your chair out from underneath the wooden desk with the paper tightly gripped in your hand. you practically storm over to your desk as if there’s a gloomy cloud above your head, your eyebrows furrowed.

once you reach his desk, you violently slam your graded paper in front of you, not shifting your gaze away from him. your eyes are glued to your professor, anger and frustration coursing through your veins. “you failed me,” you hiss, watching his every move.

he adjusts his glasses, pulling them to the tip of his nose, picking up the paper. “your writing is sloppy,” he blankly states, pushing it to the side.

you tilt your head at his shift in behavior, not used to him being honest about your efforts in class. “you never fail me,” you refer to every single a+ he’s given you. “we fuck and you pass me, that’s been our deal for months so my parents don’t get onto me.”

“like i said, your writing is sloppy,” he repeats, leaning back in his seat. he folds his arms, looking up at your through his glasses. “normally you at least put effort into it, yet this time it’s probably the worst fuckingthing i’ve ever read.”

your face flickers with frustration towards how effortlessly those words leave his mouth. yes, he’s not wrong with saying that because for the first time, you didn’t even try with the assignment but it doesn’t mean he should back out of the arrangement.

“fuck you matt,” you seethe and the use of his first name makes him immediately stand up. he shuffles around his desk, now standing right in front of you. you look up at him through your lashes, knowing that it’s his weakness.

“fuck me?” he tilts his head, a certain look in his eyes. that same look he gives you to show when he’s fueling with the desire of being close to you. “you know it’s mister sturniolo to you.”

you’d be lying if you said this certain dominance wasn’t turning you on, feeling the wetness pool between your legs. you tug on your pleated skirt, pulling your lip between your teeth.

“you don’t wanna fail me mister sturniolo,” you tilt your head and your hand reaches for his hair, fixing his middle part. “do you, sir?” your voice is sweet like honey, the words rolling off your tongue so easily.

he places his hand on the desk next to him, leaning on it for support. “i really don’t, so you should give me a reason why i shouldn’t,” a devilish grin appears on his face and you instantly know how you’re about to get your grade up.

now fully leaning against his desk, he cups your jaw with his hand, the pad of his thumb dragging across your bottom lip. your lips part slightly, giving him the opportunity for you to wrap your lips around his thumb. you do exactly that, not breaking eye contact with your professor as he pushes it deeper inside every second.

your tongue swirls around it, feeling the coldness of his ring inside of your mouth. it clashes with your teeth as he speeds up his movements, moving it inside and out. “fuck…” he drags out, his eyes sparkling with hunger and admiration towards how good you look.

matt pulls his finger out, causing a pop sound to enter the class and he places his hands on your shoulders. “you gonna be a good girl and get your grade up?” he questions through a smirk and you nod, watching his expression soften as he gently pushes you down to your knees.

your skin comes in contact with the wooden floor, hissing slightly at the hard and cold material. your lashes flutter as he looks down at you, taking his glasses off placing them on the desk. “go on then,” he says and you rapidly nod your head.

now your attention is glued to the erection vo ible through his pants, only growing by the second. you unzip them, tugging at his pants and his boxers; you pull them down at the same time.

you chew on your bottom lip, taking the base of his cock into your hands, slowly pumping at it. he twitches at your gentle movements, his lips parting at the familiar sight of you on your knees for him.

you straighten your posture fully, giving yourself the opportunity to drag your tongue against his veiny, throbbing cock, then his tip. a trail of saliva is left because of your movements and you listen to the hums of approval leaving matt’s lips.

without even thinking twice, you wrap your lips around his member, your hand remaining on the base of it. you bob your head slowly and matt quietly whimpers, “oh my fuck,” he groans and you resist the rush to smile at how easy it is to make him feel so good.

you continue to bob your head, twisting your hand at the same time. you feel the large amount of saliva building up inside of your mouth as you continue to move, pulling away to take a breath and letting the dribble fall down your chin before you quickly wrap your lips back around his cock, bobbing your head again.

“fuck, i—just like that, fuck,” he jumbles up his words, letting a moan escape from his lips. “you’re doing s-so good, keep going baby,” he praises as you speed up your movements.

your cheeks hollow and you suck faster, ignoring the spit dripping down your fingers and falling onto your exposed legs. “you’re amazing,” he praises you again and you feel your cheeks heat up.

matt feels his stomach clench, only moments away from reaching his release. his hand finds its way behind your head, pushing you down while taking strands of your hair between his fingers and you gag as your nose comes in contact with his pelvic bone.

“i’m—fuck…” he groans, implying that he’s about to reach his climax.

you continue at the pace you’re at, only slowing down once you feel a familiar liquid shooting into the back of your throat. you pull away, a string of saliva connecting from his tip to your plump lips. you wipe the corner of your mouth with your thumb, looking up at him and the surprised expression plastered across his face.

matt’s chest heaves, looking down at you with a grin of satisfaction. “you’re fucking perfect,” he says, reaching for a pen as well as your paper.

he rotates his body slightly, giving him space to write something on it. you watch as he scribbles something out, then writing something new. after he finishes, he passes it to you and a dimpled-smile grows on your face.

A+ for my best student :)

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 — @anniessocean @mattspleasure @bugeyedgrl @chrissturniolosbiggestslut

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Will you write a Chris smut? Or a Matt one

ofc!! i have so many drafts i’m waiting to publish. <3

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I just checked out your wattpad account (I love heartbeat so much) and my question is how do you make your covers, like the ideas and colors?

thank you so much you’re so sweet!! 💌 also i get the ideas from pinterest as well as the colors for it (search up polarr filter on the app) 🍓🐇

[heartfeltchris]

𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚 ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 . . . you and chris decide to chill at your house, a daily occurrence as you guys are close friends. however, a hangout session that was supposed to just involve smoking and listening to music has an unexpected twist.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: drug use, mature language, making out, dom!chris, inexperienced!reader ( read at your own risk )

— my first time publishing a piece of writing on here, kinda scared. but enjoy! i chose to go for something without smut for my first work but trust me, it’s coming soon.

“fuck that’s strong,” you breathe out, leaning on the headboard of your bed as chris sits opposite you. your legs are draped over his while he’s, resting his back on the wall.

i’m in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

i’m in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

chris chuckles quietly, taking the j from your hand and placing it between his lips. you watch how effortlessly he sucks in the smoke, holding it in his mouth for a couple seconds before pulling it into his lungs. his other hand casually falls to your thigh, drawing circles.

i’m in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

i’m in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

at first you don’t react since this isn’t the first time chris has been extra touchy with you. obviously you don’t mind it; you guys have been friends for years as well as his brothers and the weed you’re smoking may be clouding your judgement. but examining his perfect bone structure as his jaw tenses, you can’t help but feel slight attraction towards him.

I'm in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

I'm in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

he’s basically like your dorky older brother and it sucks that he looks so fucking good right now. his hair peeks out under his beanie while his eyes become slightly glossy, visible as he slowly glances at you. “fuck…” he drags out his words, placing the joint in the conveniently placed ashtray. “you look like shit,” chris teases and you roll your eyes, kicking his leg.

I'm in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

I'm in love when we are smoking that la-la-la-la-la

you put your hand out, gesturing for him to pass it back to you, and he does. you take the j between your fingertips, placing it between your lips drenched in lip gloss. as your attention is glued to the pictures of yourself and the triplets decorating your pink walls, you don’t even realize chris’ eyes tracing your collar bone, his gaze continuing. his gaze then falls to your chest, a small amount of cleavage exposed due to the vest you’re wearing. see, you don’t feel the need to cover up around chris since you guys are close and he even feels slightly dirty staring at you in such a way.

do what you want

i’m telling you

let me into your heart

your head whips around to face the boy sitting near you, narrowing your eyes as you follow his stare to your chest. “ew, you perv. my eyes are up here,” you tease him and he mentally slaps himself in the face. but you examine his facial expression, noticing how he doesn’t even care that you caught him.

can’t stand it, backhanded

they wanna see us falling apart

“my bad,” he mutters, being slightly respectful. chris slowly glides his tongue across his bottom lip, trying to restrain himself from saying something he’ll probably regret later. “don’t you think it’s crazy how we’ve never kissed before?” chris randomly questions and your eyes widen.

you know that I love you

so let me into you, woo

you place the j back in the ashtray, shrugging but also leaning back. yes, you may smoke regularly but you’re just as inexperienced as someone who doesn’t. you haven’t even had your first kiss yet and you’re eighteen which is slightly embarrassing to you.

let me into your heart

do you really love me?

i’ma get you, girl, ah

“yeah…” you lie, assuming that chris is just trying to make fun of you and your lack of sexual experiences. “it’s weird, i guess. since we’ve been friends for so long.”

this is the end of us

sleeping with the moon and the stars

chris places his hand on your thigh, slowly nodding as he intensely stares at you. you can tell he has something to say, and you’re anticipating a question that you think he’s about to ask. “you don’t want any practice? i’m always here, you know,” he says with a shit-eating grin, making you purse your lips.

i know where you've been, oh

you can see us far then near

kissing chris wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. the only negative part of it is that chris is a player to say the least. he regularly talks to girls and you only know this because he literally tells you whenever he does something with a girl, only because you would understand how she feels. so obviously, that means that kissing him wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

let me into your heart

oh, this ain't no bullshit

you sigh, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. ‘it’s only a kiss’, you repeat to yourself. chris watches your every move, noticing how you seem hesitant at first. but one part of you is also yearning for his lips to be on yours.

i really love you, girl

oh, oh god

you shuffle around on your bed, crawling towards chris and sitting right next to him. “just practice?” you ask for reassurance and he nods his head.

girl, you really got a hold on me

so this isn't just puppy love

“i’ll guide you,” he mumbles, his eyes red from the amount of weed he smoked. you clear your throat, watching as he places one of your hands on his hardening cock. “sorry, you cool with that?” he questions and you slowly nod. chris then places the other one on his jaw.

girl, you really got a hold on me

so this isn't just puppy love, oh

his hand easily reaches for your throat, resting it for extra support as if he’s done this a million time, which he probably has. chris leans in slowly, grazing his lips against yours, you feeling his breath against them. ultimately, he closes the distance and you feel your heart hammer against your ribcage.

i’m in love when we are smoking that (woo, ooh)

oh my god, i

the kiss is slow and sensual at first, your body getting used to this odd feeling of butterflies fluttering around. it’s like a whole zoo breaks out in your stomach, feeling as his hand falls to your waist, pulling you closer towards him.

let me in

girl, you really got a hold, woo

you’re strongly enjoying what he’s doing, feeling every sort of positive emotion possible. chris tilts his head, maintaining his lips on yours. you melt at his touch, speeding up to try and figure out the perfect speed. he pulls away for a second, “slower,” he whispers and you nod.

your hand remains on his clothed dick, feeling it twitch as you continue to kiss. you’re not sure if it’s caused by the weed or you, but whichever one it is you don’t mind. as you continue to kiss, chris feels an urge to do something else. he pulls away, his icy blue eyes full of hunger as he places sloppy, wet kisses on you neck.

he pushes you down gently, still peppering kisses all over your skin. your breath hitches as you feel his lips latch onto your neck, sucking harshly and occasionally biting — you whimpering at his touch. you’re unsure on what he’s trying to do, enjoying it nonetheless. your hands reach to grab the back of his head, strongly tugging at his brunette hair.

chris groans on your skin, sending vibrations in your body and you ultimately know that’s his weakness. chris then moves slightly, diving into the other side of your neck. you part your lips, squeezing your eyes shut at the sensational feeling of sharing this moment with christopher sturniolo.

but eventually he pulls away, admiring his work. you open his eyes, watching as he pants while his eyes flicker between the two dark marks on both sides of your neck. it hurts slightly, but the pleasure from chris and the his actions was enough to distract you from it.

you lean up, watching the grin grow on his face. “not bad for your first time,” he jokes and you roll your eyes.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 — something a little casual for my first tumblr post. more to come soon! reminder that my inbox is open for requests. 🍓🐇

tags ( @bugeyedgrl )

[heartfeltchris]

are you gonna keep writing meddle about and post the chaps here OR post the chaps both on wp ND tumblr? i need to know what happens w chris and miks because EVERYTHING IS GOING GOOD SO FAR !! 🤭😜

meddle about will be continued on wattpad!!! on tumblr i’ll just be writing headcanons, smut, posting moodboards etc. for when i’m taking a break from wattpad. 🖤🖤

[heartfeltchris]

do you like using wattpad or tumblr more?

tumblr definitely 😭😭 it’s so much easier to grow my platform than wattpad!! i love both though<3

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Are you going to make a matt and Maria spin off? Also love you

i’d love to, they’re my favs <3

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How can I make something pretty like your account

first of all thank you sm babe!! ♥️ to sum it up, i used picsart for the moodboards, free image cropper for the boarders, search up copy and paste symbols for the cute little hearts and things.

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MASTERLISTS

CHRIS STURNIOLO

MATT STURNIOLO

NICK STURNIOLO

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NICK STURNIOLO

COMING SOON . . .

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MATT STURNIOLO

— TEACHER’S PET ★

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CHRIS STURNIOLO

— ME AND YOUR MAMA ★

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𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑨’𝑺 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ! ੈ✩‧₊˚

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tags — @anniessocean @iheartthebeatles @avastrxp @bugeyedgrl

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welcome to my page -‘๑’-˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

— about me ! 🍓🐇

*ೃ༄ hi my name is arianna ! <3 i’m pansexual, 8teen and i frequently write fanfiction on wattpad about my favorite boys matt n chris (sometimes my bbg nate) i <3 nick too ! i’ve also been a sturniolo fan ever since winter 2021.

i’m a big horror fanatic, specifically the scream franchise, madison beer is my wife, i’m a huge animal girlie and my favorite color is red if you couldn’t already tell. ☁️

writing is a huge hobby of mine as it’s where i thrive, as well as playing sports such as volleyball.

— no racism, homophobia or any sort of negativity is allowed on my page !!!!!

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- dms are always open if you need to talk !

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MASTERLIST ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

( smut — ★ )

( fluff — ♥︎ )

( angst — ✦ )