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[luverboychris]

𝑻𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑩𝑶𝒀 | 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. ever since your boyfriend got you into playing his favorite game, he has been craving to touch you. how far will he go to get what he wants when you don’t give in?

soft dom!matt x fem reader, matt the munch, fingering, hair grabbing

a part 2 from my other gamer matt fic, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚

— 2.2k words 💿🪻🎮

matt carelessly throws his car keys on the kitchen counter before walking down the hallway to get into his bedroom. he was beyond exhausted and irritated from driving his brothers around all day, and the back to back meetings he was forced to go to.

but.. what made him smile to himself all day was knowing he was coming home to his girlfriend.

he was thinking about you all day, and he couldn’t stop himself from flashing his cute pearly whites when he opens the door to see you in his room.

yet, your eyes were completely tied to his computer as he hears you cuss at the screen while hitting the keyboard profusely. “what the fuck, i hate you guys!” you shout, leaning back into the gaming chair.

“baby?” matt stands still at the front of his door. you turn around quickly, moving the mic away from your mouth.

“oh, hi babe.” you throw him a quick smile before shifting your gaze back onto the game.

his eyebrows quickly knit together as he comes closer to you. he feels his heartbeat race, and not in the good way like you usually make it.

“you’re playing my game? and who you playing with..?” he asks, now standing next to his computer.

“mhm yeah, and with your boys! they taught me more tricks, here let me show you.” you exclaim, a wide grin on your face while matt stares at you intensely.

“no baby, not right now. i’m really not in the mood.” he snaps. he crosses his arms as he tucks his bottom lip with his top teeth.

your oblivious personality starts to peek through, making you not even notice how ticked off matt was standing right in front of you. you shrug your shoulders at your now pissed off boyfriend before going back to playing the game.

matt licks his top teeth with aggression before leaning down to the keyboard, hitting a key to pause the game. this makes you push back your headphones and look up at matt as you hit him with a glare.

“what the fuck you do that for? let me play.” however matt doesn’t reply, except he turns the gaming chair just enough for you to be right in front of him as he starts to get on his knees. he holds onto your thighs for stabilization while he lets his blue eyes look up at you.

“matt.. what are you doing?” you whisper, looking down at him completely dumbfounded.

it felt like this wasn't the boy you were dating anymore. he usually was such a damn simp for you, always has been so unbelievably obedient towards you. but yet his possessive side was bursting out knowing you were playing with his friends.

matt still wasn't answering the question you kept repeating over and over.

you attempt to move the mic away from your face, which makes matt lift his arm out so quick to stop you from touching it. "you keep the mic there, right by your mouth so they can hear." he says. your eyes widen at how lustful his tone sounds.

"w-what? hear what?" you whisper. he left you almost speechless, trying to find the words you want to keep asking.

matt drags his fingertips along the exposed skin that was right below your shorts. you wearing his favorite loungewear set of yours was making him go insane. navy blue and white striped tank top, with the shorts that match with it.

he continues to drags his fingers down your thighs, then back up to where the band of your shorts were laying perfectly on your hips. he plays with the band with his two fingers.

“you know.. i had a really really bad day baby.” he sounds almost inaudible, as if he doesn’t want his friends to hear him through your mic. but that wasn’t the case. matt wanted nothing more than for his friends to hear this all go down.

he finally hooks his index and middle finger underneath the band of your shorts, bringing them down just enough to see your underwear. something immediately catches his eye. and that’s the tiny bow on the top of the cotton fabric. he twirls it around, and your mouth agapes with curiosity with what he is about to do to you next.

matt continues, “..and coming home to see my girlfriend playing with my friends when all i wanted was her attention.. really really irritated me.”

“i’m sorry, seriously. i-i, i didn’t know you had a bad day.” you say with innocence laced through your voice. matt moves his gaze away from your face down to your thighs. as he stops playing with the miniature bow on your panties, he decides to slide his two fingers finally down to your heat and begins to rub you through the fabric.

“stop matt..” a moan that wasn’t so quiet escapes from your mouth, completely forgetting his friends were still connected to the mic that was basically touching your lips at this point.

you went to lift your hand to move the mic, and matt looks up at you again. “what did i say? i said you have to keep it right there.” he sternly says. you nod, letting his dominant side win.

matt knew what he wanted.

“now, you’re going to go back to playing with my friends. you know.. pretend i’m not even here, okay?”

you hit the key to continue the game, and you hear his friends babbling in your ears. you try your hardest to balance your focus on the game and down at matt who is in between your legs. matt begins to leave a few kisses to your thighs to start teasing you, immediately making you weak.

“matt…” your cheeks begin to feel hot, as a bubbly feeling of arousal meets your stomach when you remember you teased matt in this exact gaming chair. instead, it was you who was now in the hot seat. and, there was no way he was letting you turn off the mic this time around.

“go on..” he whispers, pointing lously with his hand to the computer.

you sigh as you obey his demands and click the right buttons to move the character across the screen.

but you stop the moving of your game character abruptly when you feel matt’s fingers rub circles on your clit that was covered by the now damp fabric.

you look down at him with pleading eyes, afraid to say words that will be picked up by the mic from your mouth, but matt simply puts a finger to your lips to hush you before fully pulling the band down, making your panties be pushed all the way down to your ankles. “back to the game.” he says with a whisper, and so you lay your fingers on the keys that you touch so loosely and continue playing.

“yo what’s going on with y/n?” one of the boys on the game laughs, referring to the sporadic movement of your game character. you let out a small, awkward laugh and grip on the correct keys with more sternness so you can play normally.

you rack your brain for an excuse, “sorry guys the wifi in matt's house is terrible right now,” you huff, now forgetting about matt's presence below the chair and playing the game as usual.

your attention is finally locked in on the game. "guys, you have to go over ther—" yet you are unable to finish your sentence when you feel matt's tongue lick up your now exposed heat. you are practically speechless, not expecting him to actually go down on you while you were playing with his friends.

but matt was just getting started.

he didn't realize how much his tongue was craving your taste until he felt himself fully ache to go for another lick. matt looks up at you to see your reaction when he goes to bring his tongue back to your pussy. "matt.. please." you mouth to him.

"my friends are waiting for you, sweetheart. play the fucking game like i told you to." he demands. you swallow a big chunk of submissiveness, letting it absorb throughout your body when you obey him yet again.

how were you able to play well when your boyfriend was teasing the living shit out of you? you wanted to beg for him. you wanted to beg so fucking loud that it fills his bedroom walls. beg for him to just eat you out like he does so well every time.

"mhmm." you barely reply back. your hands feel like they are about to give out on you when you go back to hitting the keys.

you pull your gaze on the corner of the screen, noticing there was three more minutes left in the game, and matt did too.

his friends fill your ears with anxious screams as they play along with you. you were trying your hardest to play your best but matt was now kissing at your heat in a slow pace, needing more from him.

it took everything in you to not pause the game, and prioritize matt going down on you. but matt was almost doing this as payback. letting you and his friends know who you belong to.

as you were still playing the game, matt’s kisses to your heat begin to turn to licking your sensitive area as he fastens his pace. he flicks his tongue, going side to side before letting himself go down just enough for his tongue to be fully inside you.

you gasped from the familiar feeling of his tongue going in and out of you, it was his favorite move to pull on you. especially because he knows how much it gets to you, and pulls you over the edge of stimulation.

you try to manage to play with one hand, because you quickly took your other one to cover your mouth to stop yourself from moaning out his name. if matt's attention wasn't so into being burried in between your thighs, he probably would have pulled your hand off your mouth. but he was so deeply in love with what he was doing to you, he almost forgot where he was.

he takes both of his arms and hooks them under your thighs, ensuring a strong hold on you as he deepens his tongue inside you. you look down and catch his eyes closed shut from how utterly obsessed he was with tasting you.

your eyes roll to the back of your head when you feel his tongue start to swirl around while it's still inside you. you take your hand off your mouth and place it on top of matt's head, trying to push him closer towards your heat— if that was even possible.

he was practically pussy drunk at this point as you feel him moan against you while his tongue is still flicking back and fourth in you. you tighten your hold on matt's hair from the vibration his moan sent to your body. you immediately tuck your bottom lip with your top teeth to stop any moans from slipping out.

two minutes left on the game.

still holding onto matts curls with a strong hold, pulling him closer and closer to you while your head is facing the game. playing with one hand was hard, but only because matt was eating you out like he hasn’t touched you in months.

matt brings his tongue out, just enough for him to stick a finger inside you. now, you had his tongue and index finger hooking upwards to make you almost hit your climax.

you slap the desk a couple times to stop yourself from screaming out because he was overstimulating you with both his finger and his tongue.

one minute left on the game.

the lower half of matt’s face was drenched from how wet you were getting from every flick and suck he was sending to your heat. the constant feel of his scruff hitting your inner thighs was what you secretly loved as he was in between your shaking legs.

suddenly matt felt eager for more, as he goes and adds another finger in the mix. he pumps them both at the same time along with his tongue. your body has a quick reflex to shut your legs together from the immense of pleasure he was giving you.

you squeeze matt’s face in between your thighs, and he smiles as he still keeps the fast pace.

twenty seconds left of the game.

“matt.. fuck p-please! i swear to go—” you squeal out. by now, you don’t care if his friends can hear you cry out for him on the other side of the microphone because it was impossible to keep quiet with how much this has escalated.

matt pulls his tongue out when he hears you finally beg for him at the volume he desired and begins to flick his tongue back and fourth on your sensitive clit. he adds a third finger, as he pumps them in and out with an slight arch.

he feels your walls clench around his three fingers and his tongue that was focusing on your clit, sending you to overdrive.

five seconds left of the game.

“fuck baby, i’m cumming i’m cumming!” you repeat over and over, letting matt know you were close.

he doesn’t stop until he fully feels your walls close around his fingers and again he begins to smiles against your skin.

the game ends, and a big third place is shown on the screen, signifying you lost. you breathe heavily and begin to pant from the orgasm matt practically just gave you in three minutes.

“you might’ve lost, but i definitely won, huh?” he says proudly.

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. april 24, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

this took forever to write, but i’m backk. hope you enjoyed. couldn’t be asked to reread it for mistakes so if you see, no you didn’t shh. i love you!

tags: @evieolo @breeloveschris @thenickgirl @muwapsturniolo @mattsmad @orangelala @fratbrochrisgf @recklessmatt @slvtformatt @imwetforyourmom @xoxo4chrisss @idkwhatthisevenislol @rheaasturn @junovrsmp4 @nickgetsmewetter @saturnstrn @sluttformatt @patscorner @m4ttslvr @cupidsword @iluvm4ttsturni0l0 @pjmpcyy @sturnsfav @whicked-hazlatwhore @sturncakez @darl1ngdr1sta @madiflpwcz @iluvmattyb @mattsbabytomato @call-me-ninaaa @watercolorskyy @yomamaslays4lyfe @jjmaybankswifes-blog @septumchris @sturniolopepsi @sturniololol @robins-scoop @allexoslur @mattslolita @guccifrog @inlovewithmattstur @kqyslyho3 @lustfulslxt @iammattswife @riasturns @stars4chratt @mattybsbitch @8blonded @angelic-sturniolos111 @chr1sgirl4life

[luverboychris]

people hiding behind anons think they r so tough when sending hate. i wanna see your face 😄😄😄 dont be shy now

[luverboychris]

fucked around and changed my theme still in a bad mood tho lol ha ! lmfao funny silly goofy

[luverboychris]

thanks cuties for the tags @mattslolita @bernardsbendystraws @imwetforyourmom @junovrsmp4 @raysmayhem-72

1. are you named after anyone ?

my mom named me after aiden from sex & the city 😭

2. when was the last time you cried?

two days ago for dumb reasons

3. do you have kids?

bye no

4. what sports do you play/have played?

basketball & soccer (or football whtvr u wanna call it help)

5. do you use sarcasm?

ngl no only irl not text

6. what is the first thing you notice about people?

their smile n their eyes

7. what is your eye color?

hazel

8. scary movies or happy endings?

bitch gimme everything i just need to be entertained

9. any talents?

singing, painting, & making ppl laugh hehe

10. where were you born?

chicago

11. what are your hobbies?

sports, writing, singing & painting

12. do you have any pets?

my fam has dogs n cats n chickens (hehe)

13. how tall are you?

5’6” n sexy

14. favorite subject at school?

art n math

15. dream job?

wanted to be a singer lmao or a basketball player but now im going into veterinary field (“:

💌 peer pressure tags (jk but ily) @evieolo @inlovewithmattstur @iluvm4ttsturni0l0 @breeloveschris @guccifrog @kqyslyho3

thank you for tagging me @freshloveforthefit 💗

1. Are you named after anyone?

nope

2. When was the last time you cried?

the other night. i was drunk and i was watching the triplets and i cried bc i missed nick and wanted to go back to versus tour

3. Do you have kids?

no

4. What sports do you play/have played?

does ordering fresh love on release day count?

5. Do you use sarcasm?

yes, i’ve never said anything seriously in my entire life

6. What is the first thing you notice about people?

their eyes

7. What is your eye color?

chocolate

8. Scary movies or happy endings?

scary movies

9. Any talents?

i’m a comeback queen

10. Where were you born?

the south

11. What are your hobbies?

editing, yapping about my faves

12. Do you have any pets?

sadly no 🥺

13. How tall are you?

5’6

14. Favorite subject at school?

science/anatomy/chemistry

15. Dream job?

clinical pharmacist 👩🏾‍⚕️

tagging but no pressure: @mattslolita @mattssluttywaist @freshloveee @sturnioloshacker @sturniolossss @angelcake-222 @muwapsturniolo @musegyra @nicksmainbitch

[luverboychris]

What inspired u to start writing✍🏾📝

i got horny for chris n matt

[luverboychris]

˗ˏˋ revamping my tag list .ᐟˎˊ˗

if you want to be tagged in all of my future stories, please comment on this. i’m updating my list so i am removing people and also adding people.

thank you 🎀

[luverboychris]

𝑺𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑳𝑰𝑩𝑹𝑨𝑹𝒀 𝑷𝑻. 1 | 𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. chris is failing his class and you are forced to tutor him. you go to the library for a study session where chris just loves nothing more but to get on your nerves.

cocky!chris x fem reader, enemies, teasing, choking, public sex

— 1.8k words 🍒 cherry lollipop 📄 part 1

you sigh to yourself, but you also are not surprised at all. you look down at your phone to check the time yet again as you look around. you’ve been sitting in the library with no sign of chris. he was supposed to meet you here thirty minutes ago, and you begin to wonder if he actually was even was coming.

you start to get ticked off with impatience seeping through your skin as you go and gather your things to pack up. you weren’t going to wait for an asshole who didn’t even deserve your tutoring in the first place.

“hey hey..” chris shouts from behind you, “where you goin? i thought we had a tutor thing?” he walks over to you and you immediately notice he reeks of weed, causing a headache to form from how strong his scent was. his hooded eyes bloodshot red and practically staring into your soul.

“was just about to leave. i’ve been sitting here forever.” you snap. you begin to walk away from the table, attempting to pass chris to get to the exit. but he steps in front of you and puts his hand out against your chest.

“you’re not leaving.” he says. he keeps you from moving away from him as you notice him swirling around a sucker in his mouth, assuming it’s cherry flavored because his tongue is stained a dark red.

“you’re fucking annoying.” you huff. no one in your class knew how to get under your skin more than chris. but why? was it the cocky attitude? was it him always showing up to lectures high? was it because he knew he was the most attractive on campus?

it was everything.

“you’re staying, and helping me.” he says. his voice coming out as if you owe him a favor. but you don’t owe chris anything. your professor made you do this.

“fine.” you mutter, “only because i have to. i’d rather be literally anywhere but be stuck in this library with you.” you reply.

chris teasingly acts as if he was being stabbed in the heart with a knife with a snarky laugh falling from his lips, “damn, you hate me that much huh?”

“is it that obvious?” you tilt your head while squinting your eyes at him. he pops the sucker out of his mouth before licking his bottom lip to stop himself from saying something he shouldn’t.

something flirty.

“but seriously y/n, are you going to help me or no? need to ace this shit and i won’t be able to do it by myself.” he says truthfully.

“you’re begging?” you say as you cross your arms. you’ve never seen someone roll their eyes faster than chris did when you threw that at him.

“shut the fuck up, i’d never.” he scoffs. geez, he got so defensive with that and you started to wonder if he would actually ever beg a person for something. because truly he always gave the vibes that he can only be dominant.

chris reaches his hand to slide your backpack off your shoulder and thows it against the head of the table.

“now sit.” he says. well.. you really had no choice but to listen to his ignorant commands as you go and sit across from him.

you pull out and organize all the study guides on the table, setting everything up for the session. your in deep focus trying to declutter every paper in front of you while chris does nothing but lean back into his chair with his man spreads legs.

you hear a constant popping sound from chris’ lips every time he pulls the lollipop in and out of his mouth with every chance he can get.

“so, we’re going to start off with this one here.” you say pointing down at the paper, you have your finger following each word to ensure he understands.

but he wasn’t listening, just watching your lips move back and fourth while he silences your voice in his head. he brings his tongue out, licking around the lollipop over and over. he lets his eyes wander on you and he quickly notices you weren’t wearing a bra, and it made his tongue stop mid lick.

“repeat that. i wasn’t listening.” he says. his words make you look up from the paper, throwing him an irritated look towards his way.

“why aren’t you paying attention?” you scoff.

chris looks down again at your chest, seeing your nipples peek through your shirt and he swore you were doing this to distract him on purpose.

“i have my reasons.” he says, pushing the sucker back to lay on his tongue as he bit down on the stick to keep the hold towards the side of his mouth.

it took everything in you not to throw one of your study books at his pretty face. “they better be good reasons chris.”

he quickly looks down at your cleavage just once more before looking back to make eye contact with you.

“trust me, they are good reasons.”

you were not born yesterday, seeing chris not be discreet at all when he keeps looking down at your chest. you didn’t think you had to cover yourself head to toe for this study session because that’s not who you are. you wear what you want.

you clear your throat as a signal for chris to shut up, and he does nothing but flash a grin with evil intentions your way. you fix your shirt, smoothing the wrinkles out and readjust your skirt that might’ve been a little too short to wear around chris.

“i like your outfit by the way, y’know?” his arms crossed showing pure dominance and still flashing you that devilish smile from across the table.

“thanks. now let’s get back to teaching you shit or else you’re fucked for this class, y’know?” you mirror his attitude and cross your arms and he couldn’t help but laugh.

he secretly loved that you can handle his teasing. but he also wanted you to fold. and that’s when his mind went to thinking.

you went back to the question you were stuck on, going over the words printed on the paper in front of you. chris went back to not paying attention to you, and starts melting into his chair so his leg can reach yours. he begins to start kicking your foot lightly, and you first thought it was an accident.

but when he did it for the fifth time.. you knew. you knew exactly what he was doing.

“chris, can you fucking quit that?” you snap your head up at him with darting eyes. he keeps his arms folded and a snarky grin appears for what felt like the hundredth time.

“huh? don’t know what you’re yapping about.” he says, as his blue eyes roll around to the back of his head.

“you irritate me so much.” you snap.

“oh i do? i irritate you so much?” he says. chris has never sounded so cocky like he did now. as the words flow out of his mouth, his foot snakes its way up your exposed skin. your leg immediately shivering every time he goes higher.

his foot reaches your thigh, and you try not to gasp at how far he was willing to go up. and, he did it with such confidence. you attempt to move your chair back, causing his leg to fall down and hit the hardwood floor.

“we are in a library, you asshole.” you whisper-shout at him.

there goes another one of his laughs as he reaches his hand out to grab the pen on the table, and then dropping it on the floor. “shit, i need to grab that..”

he scoots his chair back before getting on his knees and grabbing the pen. but even though he picked it up, he stays under the table a little longer than you were expecting.

that’s when you feel chris’ fingers glaze up your leg, causing you to quickly clench them together and close them. his cherry sucker still present in his mouth as he smiles at how your body reacts to even just his lightest touches.

he pops the lollipop out of his mouth as he leans down enough to kiss up your legs while your eyes widen and look around in fear.

even though the table you were at was far in the corner, you were anxious for someone to catch you.

everyone had their headphones in, locked in their learning. while you had chris kissing your unclothed legs under the table.

you look down to watch chris as you reach your hand under the table to grip onto his curls, forcing him to have to look up at you. “what the fuck are you doing? stop and sit back up.” you whisper.

his seductive blue eyes look up at you with a devilish smile while he shakes his head. he keeps eye contact with you while he goes down to give you a sloppy kiss on your thigh again.

you let go of his hair as you push his head back, attempting to get him off you. “study session is over.” you say as you scoot your chair back and stand up.

chris tries to get up from under the table as quick as he can to stop you from leaving. “y/n stop.” he comes from behind you and gets a hold of your upper back to pin you to the table, being bent over completely for him.

your short skirt riding up just enough for chris to see a peak of what he has been secretly craving as you let out a high pitch gasp. you knew he was dominant but you were not expecting him to fully bend you over the library table in public.

he lets his hand trail down your body til he hits your ass, and slaps it as you perk up from his strong hit. he lifts up your skirt just a little more so he can see your laced thong with your ass out just for him.

“f-fuck, chris i..” you try to cover up how much he was causing you to shake.

he bites his lip, thinking he has the most beautiful sight in front of him. “look at you, being completely bent down over for me ma.” he says loud enough for you to hear.

you didn’t want to admit how fast he was sending horny thoughts to your brain, running down to your heat.

he slides his hand down a little more til he reaches your underwear, rubbing you through the laced fabric. his fingers pressing down because chris needs to know the effect he has on you in this moment.

that’s when he feels how soaked you got from all the sexual tension and teasing prior. he grins to himself, knowing he won.

this is all he wanted. he wanted you.

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. march 30, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

smut in part 2 bc im so lazy to type it rn. but trust itll be nice n long (help) love u n thank u for reading n lmk if u like this story.

tags: @slvtformatt @breeloveschris @recklessmatt @gamermattsgf @junovrsmp4 @allexoslur @stunza @thebottledwatersupplier @teapartyprincess4two @muwapsturniolo @birkinbratsworld @mattslolita @vickyzloserz @st7rnioioss @riasturns @sturnzsblog @imwetforyourmom @is4belle @stazsi @ineedchriscock @absolutesimp2 @sturnifyed @guccifrog @nicksmainbitch @nickmillersn1gf @sturniolosmind @thenickgirl @mstarniolo @iluvm4ttsturni0l0 @bxbynyah7 @junnniiieee07 @patscorner @chrislapdog @accio326 (happy belated bday!) @mimi-luvzyu @chrissgirlsstuff @crimsoncorpse @inluvvchriss @ariieeesworld @beccaluvschris @tillies33ssss @chrissturnioloswifesblog @jjmaybankswifes-blog @sturniolopepsi @sturniololol @mayhem-72 @stars4chratt @septumchris @st7rnioiossblog @inlovewithmattstur

[luverboychris]

𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬𝑹 𝑩𝑶𝒀 | 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. your boyfriend lets you play his favorite game but quickly realizes he can’t get enough of you being on his lap.

gamer!matt x fem reader, cockwarming, riding, matt the munch

ay.. pretend ur on the pill in this

— 2.5k words 🤍🖇️🧸🎧

matt was glued to his computer screen as usual. every night, before bed he always plays his favorite game with his friends. either he is slapping his desk when he fucks up or perking up a little in his chair when he wins a round.

you were laying in his silk sheet bed scrolling through endless posts on your phone. you didn’t mind him playing with the boys because you know it makes him happy.

but.. something about him with his black gaming headphones with his fluffy brunette hair sticking out in all the right places.. his cologne infused white t-shirt being just enough to smell it across his bedroom..

everything just made you want him in this moment.

“matt..!” you whine out, as you turn your phone off and flip it face down.

matt turns his gaming chair just enough to show you he heard your little cry out for him, “yes baby?” he says before turning back around to focus on the game.

“nothing i'm sorry, you’re just looking too sexy over there.” you flirt to him. matt lets out a pure giggle as he begins to rub his eyes due to getting flustered by you.

“quit it.” he laughs. you shake your head quickly even though his back was towards you. you crawl your way towards the end of his bed. he hears the sound of movement from behind him and turns around again to now see you on all fours with seductive eyes.

“…what are you doing?” he innocently asks, his cheeks forming to an adorable rosey color.

“give me attention.” you pout to him.

“c’mere.” he reaches his arms out, signaling for you to walk over to him. you waste no time to get off his bed and smile as you stand over him while he looks up at you with deep admiration.

“sit on my lap.” he says as he quickly goes to hook his arms around your waist, causing your hips to be pinned down onto him. you spread your legs on each side and let your arms drape around his neck.

as you start to nuzzle your face into his neck, he lays his head on your shoulder to get a good view of his game again. he begins to talk in the mic with his friends and you suddenly feel like you need even more attention.

“fuck you guys, you are making me run out of lives.” he shouts into the mic. him getting riled up was nothing but attractive and it made you want want to tease him.

you move your head just a smidge so you can start leaving trail of kisses onto his neck. matt began to practically melt when he felt the first kiss hit his warm skin.

he moves his mic far away from his mouth.

“baby please stop.” he practically whispers to you. you put your face in front of his screen so he can focus on you as you pout your lips at him.

“but i don’t want to. i need attention from you. you’re always playing that game” you say. matt gives you a little frown and you couldn’t even be an ounce mad at him with how cute he looks doing it.

“it’s a fun game! i love it, i’m sorry.” he pouts, “how about i teach you how to play sweetheart?”

“…please!” you say with a dash of excitement. being able to learn matt’s favorite game made your heart flutter.

“flip around so you can look at the screen, okay?” you nod your head at him before getting off his lap just to sit back down, but now with your back against his chest.

you grab an extra pair of headphones that were laying on his desk and put them on. “i just can’t, look how adorable you look with my head seat on.” he says. you turn your head to smile at him because his litte compliments he throws at you always get to you.

he goes on to tell his friends on the mic to shut up because he wanted to focus on teaching you how to play as he starts a fresh new game for you.

you put your hands on the keyboard and he quickly puts his right above yours to direct you. “okay, you’re going to hit these keys when you hear the siren go off.” he says.

when you hear the sound of the siren go from ear to ear, you hit the keys that matt told you to press. “just like that?” you exclaim, feeling proud of yourself.

you lean your body closer to the desk, causing your ass to be on full display for matt. it didn’t help that you were just wearing little pajama shorts. he tries to keep his eye on the screen to watch you play but his full attention was on how good you looked sitting on his lap.

“yes, just like that babe..” matt says, his answer being delayed from being too distracted. his eyes were still looking down at your ass.

you quickly get the hang of the game, getting excited every time you do something correct. you win the round, and let out a squeal. “you see that?!” you shout, turning around to look at matt and that’s when you notice he’s basically drooling at the sight of your body.

“matt! did you even watch me play..?” you ask. he flings his head up to look at you with guilty wide eyes.

“huh? o-oh yes i did. i’m so proud of you.” he says. he has always been the worst liar. you let out a huff and give him a look.

“whattt?— i’m sorry baby but look at you right now.. i got so distracted.” he now says truthfully. you liked how little to no effort you had to do to make matt flustered to his core.

“distracted huh? did i make you horny?” you tease. he quickly thought to himself how you literally made him horny the moment you bent down to focus on the game.

and you also made him hard. you slowly felt his cock from beneath you grow in his plaid pajama pants. you let out a small gasp when you feel his hard on against your body.

“hmmm.” you mumble.

“i’m sorry, it’s really hard not to when my girlfriend is sitting on my lap.” he says, he seems slightly embarrassed but you thought it was the most attractive thing ever.

“shush.” you say, “now you can go back to your little game, i’m fine with watching you play for now on.” you add.

“you sure?” you let out a mhm to let him know it’s okay. and he flashed you a smile. he rejoined the game with his friends as the loading screen flashed on his computer.

you know matt absolutely loves cock warming but sadly you just never got the chance to do it with him before. and.. now it was the perfect time for you to do it to him.

you stand up from his lap just enough to pull his pants to his knees. you move your shorts to the side so you can slowly insert his cock inside you. the moment you wrapped your hands around his length to align it with your heat, he let out a groan. he wasn’t expecting you do to that but he sure as hell wanted it so badly.

“w-what are you trying to do—?” he moans out.

“shhh, just keep playing your game.” you say. he quickly tucks his bottom lip in with his top teeth as he obeys your words and resumes his game.

just the feeling of him being inside you made his heart race and he craved the feeling. he wanted to be inside you for hours.

as you continue to watch your boyfriend play, he hovers over your shoulder and kept talking to his friends through the mic. his arms reaching out to click the keyboard. you take the opportunity to go and kiss his arm of tattoos, that you love so much.

that makes him go to kiss your upper back that had open skin showing due to the tank top you were wearing. you shiver at the contact as you lick your lips. he kept kissing your skin until he made his way to the back of your neck. the fact he still had his focus on the game yet still managed to kiss your body made you want him more than ever.

matt started to feel how wet you were becoming around his cock from all his kisses and slight teasing. you two were insanely horny for each other and it was making you both go mentally insane.

he goes to plant another kiss but now to the side of your neck as you close your eyes. “…matt.” you whisper.

“…you want me to stop?” he mutters over your delicate skin, still applying wet kisses to your neck.

“no.. please keep going.” you couldn’t help but start to sway your hips back and fourth, causing matt’s eyes to roll in the back of his head. he quickly goes and pauses his game and mutes his mic.

“f-fuck.” he whispers as you continue the same motion as before. he loves how you go slow and then build your way to increase the speed. he grabs his tattoo’d arm and lowers his hand to grasp onto your ass. he followers your movements as you kept going back and fourth until you finally started to go up and down slowly.

“mmm, just like that baby.” he moans. he begins to pull his face back so his head is facing up to the ceiling. you were starting to overstimulate him and you could tell with every whimper escaping his lips.

you feel his cock twitch inside you, making you want to ride him faster. you lift your hips up with a faster pace, making matt a moaning mess. your eyes constantly fluttering, open and closing due to how good his cock felt hitting your cunt when you sat back down again and again.

“this feels too g-good, i’m about to cum baby.” but that made you want to ride him even faster than before, if that was possible. you buckle your hips and then go up before sitting back down and slamming his cock back inside you.

as you feel him twitch even more signaling he was about to cum, you kept at your fast pace. “fuck fuck.” he moans, but it was almost a whimper again coming out of his mouth.

you bite your lip at the constant vocals from matt as it feeds your ego to keep going. “let me cum in you, please i need to.” he begs. but he didn't know you wanted it even more than he did.

“yes baby.” you say, with those words he couldn’t hold it any longer and releases his cum inside you as he lets out low groans. his voice was deep and husky. you go up and down just a couple more times, causing matt to clench his fists and roll his eyes again from your overstimulation.

he finally comes down from his orgasm and you bite your lip at how his hair started to curl up on his forehead from the sweat that was dripping down it.

“that was the hottest thing ever.” he pants, “i love you.” as he goes to kiss your cheek. you felt how hot his face was from how much he enjoyed it.

“i love you too.” you giggle.

“now i need to make you cum, my pretty girl. c’mere..” he says, picking you up. you wrap your legs around his waist to secure yourself before he practically throws you on his bed.

you couldn’t help but keep on giggling as he smiles at you with his blue affectionate eyes.

“my turn.” he says, before crawling down to be eye level with your shorts and spreading your legs for him.

you bite down on your pointer finger as you watch your boyfriend pull off your shorts and underwear completely down to your ankles until he throws them behind him.

he pulls you closer to him by interlocking his arms beneath your thighs, ensuring a strong hold on them. he lays on his stomach with his face completely in front of your heat. you keep looking up at the ceiling then push your head up just a tad to watch him while his eyes are drowning with lust and admiration.

he begins to blow on your pussy, causing you to squirm from the slight teasing. but he pins your body down on his bed to stop you from moving.

he reaches down just a little with his mouth fully open while he sticks his tongue out to lick a bold strip up your heat. in response, you shut your eyes and almost put his face in a headlock with your thighs.

“baby, i haven’t even done anything.” he teases you, his voice so raspy and sexy. he knew exactly what he was doing. you don’t respond as you were on a high of pleasure.

he goes back to lick up again, until he hits your clit and starts swirling his tongue in circles. this immediately makes you start to squeal out from how sensitive your clit was.

“matt, m-my god.” you whimper. he looks up at you through his eyelashes with a grin shown on his face against your heat.

he fastens his pace as he moved his tongue from side to side on your clit before licking down again til he inserts his tongue fully inside you. he hums into your pussy, causing you to clench your thighs together even more.

he bobbles his head as his hair falls down to his forehead. he begins to eat you out like he hasn’t been allowed to touch you for months. you could tell how much his tongue craved you with every lick and kiss he sent down to your clit.

you take your hand and put it on matts head, having a good grip on his hair and balling it in your fist. he was in love with you pulling on his hair.

he hums again when he feels you pull on his strands of hair harder as you feel your walls closing up on matt’s tongue.

“stay right there, i’m about to cum baby.” you shout, your eyebrows furrowed together and face up at his ceiling. he does nothing but obey your command and stays exactly going in and out of you with his tongue while his hand comes down from your thigh to rub your clit at the perfect pace.

he doesn’t stop humming, causing the vibration and his tongue to make you almost cry out for him. he feels your thighs twitch when he overdoes it, making you cum while his tongue was inside you.

you gasp out for air when you finally orgasm and he slowly releases your thighs from his hold. you wipe your forehead and couldn’t stop smiling from how good he just made you feel.

“holy fuck matt.” you pant out,

“i know how to please my girl.” he laughs, as he slides up to kiss your face.

he definitely knew how to please his girl.

READ PART 2! —-> HERE

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. march 22, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

matt the munch ???? lmao anywayy

the way i wrote this story so quick like i need a pat on the back but that also means it was rushed so sorry if u catch that. didn’t proof read bc i can never be asked my lazy ass.

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@slvtformatt @breeloveschris @recklessmatt @rootbeerworshiper @sturniololol @sturniolopepsi @mattshands @mattslutt @strawberrysturniolo @gamermattsgf @lustfulslxt @stazsi @iluvm4ttsturni0l0 @whatrulookingat11 @8blonded @mattslolita @thenickgirl @m9ttsverse @allexoslur @imwetforyourmom @chr1sgirl4life @mayhem-72 @valeriestromboli @freshsturns @whicked-hazlatwhore @lacysturniolo @pepsiluvr0209 @strtuniolo @hearts4chriss @matthewsfilmsss @obsessivekniss @st7rnioioss @mattybearnard @ireadstoriss @guccifrog @nicksmainbitch @creamoncreamoncream2 @angelic-sturniolos111 @robins-scoop @sturnioloss @mattybsbitch @rozariah51911 @m4ttslvr @christurniolomyman @septumchris @inlovewithmattstur @eroticsturn @jjmaybankswifes-blog @mattssluttywaist @mvttsangel

[luverboychris]

𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑴𝒀 𝑾𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑺 | 𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. you and chris broke up due to right person, wrong time. but what happens when you finally see him again after a year of distance?

simp!chris x fem reader, ex boyfriend, fluff, lil smutty, lil angst

tw: small mentions of panic attack, cutting

— 2.9k words / in honor of hitting 1k followers, here is a story mixed with everything! i hope you enjoy .. thank u sm

one year. one dreadful year being single. one year without having that person to cuddle with during your good and bad days. you missed having the ability to type his name in your phone and text each other back and fourth for as long as you wanted. the constant midnight calls. him wasting no time to get in his car and come over to you. yet, it wasn’t like that anymore. and, it hasn’t been like that for a long time.

you were the first to admit that you knew weren’t ready to be in a serious relationship. you knew it wasn’t fair to him, and you regretted even dragging him down with you. your mental health was complete shit, and you realized shortly after you had to break things off with chris.

but chris was the golden retriever to your black cat.

it was now the first party of the summer. you haven’t gone to a party in forever it felt like. it must’ve been a year and a half ago. but, your friend who never left your side wanted you to go out and socialize. it took plenty of convincing but you knew it was good for you to get out of the house and get a breath of fresh air.

“you look beautiful y/n. stop stressing. now let’s go inside, okay?” you friend reassures you. she locks her fingers with yours and gives you a soft smile to ease your nerves, and it worked.

but when that front door flung open, the nerves quickly came rushing back. the crowd of people with familiar and unfamilar faces. the lights shut off, with just shaded lamps in every room. you don’t let go of your friend’s hand as she leads you through the sweaty bodies, taking you to the kitchen.

she saw someone she knew a long time back and quickly got into a never ending convo with them. you felt out of place, pacing back and fourth right next to her. you look around, trying not to feel the awkward tension leaking off of you.

your eyes felt like they were deceiving you. there he was. chris with his beautiful smile and laughing with a group of people.

you couldn’t have him see you as you quickly hide behind your friend. “what are you doing?!” she questions.

“chris. he’s here.” you whisper in her ear. her vision directly leading to him.

“oh shit, he’s looking over here.” she panics. you couldn’t handle this. you couldn’t have him seeing you again.

“i need to leave.” you mumble before you make a run to the bathroom. it was a struggle trying to get through all the drunk and dancing bodies but you successfully get to the bathroom. and with just your luck, it was locked.

chris’ eyes widen and his face turns pale. could it be? he felt like he was dreaming when he saw you. his attention being completely wiped away from his friends and now straight onto you.

he sees you leave the kitchen as he pulls his arms out to push his friends out of his way, attempting to make his way to you.

you slam your knuckles against the bathroom door, knocking obnoxiously in hopes for them to open it. you should’ve just made a run for it and walked outside.

chris successfully pushes his way through everyone and is finally in the hallway with you. for a second you snap your head towards him, tensing up and not knowing what to do. you quickly turn your back to him. you squeeze your eyes shut, hoping he is too drunk to know it’s you. but you knew he knew, and you knew chris didn’t drink.

“y/n.” chris says. his voice sends your heart into panic mode, beating ten times faster than usual. you don’t turn around, and you know he is walking even closer to you.

“y/n, look at me.” he says. he reaches his arm out to your shoulder to turn you around to face him. you look down at the ground, slowly building the courage to look up at his face.

your eyes connect for the first time in a year, your faces inches apart.

“yes, chris.” you say. your voice is laced with hurt and attitude. but deep down, you were so fragile and missed hearing him say your name. your name sounded like smooth expensive silk coming out of his mouth.

“i can’t believe you’re here.. i can’t believe you’re in front of me right now.” he whispers, bringing his hand out slowly to touch your cheek. you flinch at the touch as you close your eyes.

“i still miss you” he says.

you let out a deep breath, and began to swallow all your pride. you couldn’t give in. you weren’t ready for that. but a part of you also needed to.

“chris..” you mumble.

“what? can i not tell you how i feel? i miss you, i miss you so fucking much.”

“i can’t do this here.” you lightly shout, looking around where you are. a loud party with drunk people surrounding the both of you.

“i agree. let me take you somewhere, anywhere. anywhere you want.” he almost pleads.

the way he wanted to just wrap your legs around his waist, locking your arms over his neck and kiss you.

“take me home, please. i’m so overwhelmed right now, it was all a mistake to come out.” you truthfully say.

chris was in shock that you were telling him to take you home. but he sure as hell wasn’t going to let this opportunity go to waste.

“of course, cmon.” he says. he wanted to grab your hand and lead you out of the party but he didn’t think it would be appropriate at this time.

you trail right behind him, leading the way towards the front door. your friend catches you in the corner of her eye and you mouth a sorry to her, while she blows you a kiss and smiles.

he unlocks his car, opening the door for you to get in before he walks to the driver side. why did he have to be so perfect? so handsome, such a gentleman..

—your apartment

your shaky hands puts the key in, unlocking your apartment with chris beside you. chris’ heart was racing yet kept his composure as all the memories went flooding back to him when he stepped inside.

“you changed it up..” chris whispers, scanning the new furniture and the paintings that replaced the pictures of you and him that once were his favorite to see every time he came over.

suddenly the uneasy yet familar feeling came over to you, and it was such horrible time for it to come. you were having a panic attack. and in front of chris for the first time in forever. you felt so embarrassed as you felt your breath become uneven and you feel yourself trembling. your muscles tense and you feel the world become dizzy.

“woa, woa.. y/n?” chris asks. however, you don’t respond. you begin to pace around your apartment, or attempt to. chris follows you, having his entire focus on you.

“t’s okay, look at me.. breathe.” he says. he always knew how to help you in situations like this. he rushes to your kitchen and grabs you a cup of water, having it in his hand ready for you to ask for it like how you used to do..

and shortly after, you bring your hand out to grab the cup of water, him being right there to hand it off to you. you take a small sip, letting out a deep breath.

silence shared between you as you kept drinking. chris wanted to rub your back, or your arms but he didn’t want to overstimulate you when your coming down from a panic attack.

“…i’m sorry.” you breath out. you look down, not having the confidence to make eye contact with him.

chris bends his legs just enough to get eye level to you, “hey, don’t you ever apologize for that. ever.” he says, “okay? you promise me that.” he adds.

you nod at him.

“now.. do you want me to start a bath for you or something? i know you used to like doing that after situations like this..” he asks softly.

“…please.” you let out. he couldn’t help but flash a genuine smile at you.

“of course, wait here and just relax and i’ll tell you when it’s ready.” he says.

you sit down on your couch while chris walks over to your bathroom. he caught himself looking at your stuff and smiling at himself. how you still color coordinate all your skincare, how your laundry hamper is always filled to the brim, how your favorite quote is hanging in a frame right by the sink..

he turns on your bathtub, keeping it a slightly hot temperature because he remembers when you jokily told him that you like when your skin boils from how hot the water gets. he threw in your favorite vanilla body wash, watching it create a layer of bubbles on top.

he set up two candles, and lighting them. the scent in the bathroom making chris smile from ear to ear, because it smells like you.

he dims your lights because knows you are prone to headaches, and he lets the water fill to the top before turning the faucet off.

“it’s ready for you.” he shouts through the hallway.

you set down your cup of water and walk in the bathroom. but, you weren’t expecting to see so much effort be put in just for a little bath.

“chris.. you didn’t need to do all of this.” you whisper, your hand over your chest.

“are you serious? i wanted to.” he says. you finally look up at him and he is already looking at you, his blue eyes looking so fragile in the dimmed lighting.

“thank you..” you say with such grace.

his phone quickly begins to buzz, as he takes it out of his pocket. “i’m sorry, nick is calling me. give me a second, okay?” he says. you nod your head at him before he closes the bathroom door and answers his brother’s phone call.

you hear the muffled bickering back and fourth between chris and his brother while you decide to undress yourself to get in the bath. you let your foot examine the temperature before anything and it was perfect. you slowly bring yourself entirely in the tub, being consumed by bubbles and that was exactly how you liked it.

chris soon knocks on the door but didn’t give you enough time to answer. “oh shit, i’m sorry fuck.” he says before closing the door yet again when he sees you’re already in the bath. the bubbles covering you, he didn’t even see anything.

“it’s okay chris.” you giggle.

he feels his face heat up. he opens the door just a smidge, “listen, i’m going to head out. you enjoy yourself and relax..” he says.

“w-wait.” you say. he stops from fully closing the door as he hears that slip out of your mouth.

“…stay please.” you say.

“but y/n.. you’re in the bath. you want me to stay on the couch and wait? because i will.”

“chris. just open the door.” you say. he listens to you and opens the door completely, now getting the perfect sight of you in the tub with your hair tied up in a loose bun.

he closes the door behind him, keeping his back against the wall while holding onto the doorknob.

“join me.” you say. you have your legs tucked into your chest as you look up at the slightly nervous boy.

how could he not be nervous? his naked ex-girlfriend right in-front of him asking him to come in the bath.

he looks at you for extra confirmation, and you give him a slight nod before he goes to lift his shirt off. you try your hardest not to bite your lip and you bet your eyes formed into hearts in this moment.

he unzips his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxer briefs. he was slightly hard and he hoped you didn’t notice but you definitely did. “…sorry.” he says.

“shush.” you say, “now come here please.” he joins you. his body facing you. your bath was the perfect size for you and chris.

“hi.” he whispers. you suddenly feel your heart begin to race like no tomorrow.

“hi.” you reply back.

he doesn’t say anything back, as he examines your features and starts washing your arms with the soapy warm water. his thoughts were nothing but him telling himself not to fuck up because he has been wanting to be with you again for the longest time.

he slides his hands down until his fingers touch your wrists. and that’s when he notices your skin trying to heal itself with all the cuts you’ve given yourself. he looks at them as he knits his eyebrows together, then looks up at you.

“y/n..?” he says, while gently rubbing your wrists back and fourth, “..you were cutting?”

“you weren’t supposed to see that.” you mumble. you started to self harm after you and chris split, and you never wanted him to know you did.

“but i did see it. and i care.” he brings your wrists up to his mouth, applying little kisses to your wrists. it didn’t hurt because he did it in the most delicate way yet you still felt cared for.

“chris..” you whisper.

“hmm?” he lifts his gaze up enough to look up at you while he still gives kisses to your wrists.

“i love you.” you say. you wanted to hold that in so badly but you couldn’t anymore.

“you do? still?” he says, completely side tracked after you dropped those three words on him.

“i never stopped..” you reply. his heart was about to explode.

“i still love you too.” he says, “that’s what i wanted to tell you at the party..”

he brings out his soapy hand out to your cheek, rubbing it softly. “please let me kiss you.” he whispers as he goes to kiss your neck ever so gently.

you let out a soft gasp from the touch as he makes his way down with kisses to your collar bone. “please.” he says again.

you grab a hold onto his chin to lift his head up just enough to pull him in to kiss you, and he immediately kisses your lips back. the taste of him starting to slowly come back and you didn’t realize how much you missed it until it was in the palm of your hands again.

he started to get so eager, wanting every part of you. you felt the exact moment when a switch came over him as he bit your tender bottom lip and pulls away just enough for you to feel a swelling sensation.

something comes over you too because suddenly just making out with him wasn’t enough for you, you wanted all of him. you let go of his lips, pushing him back just enough for him to watch you do your thing and you stand on your knees. he stays watching your every move, as if a love spell was casted on him.

you sit down on his lap as chris wraps his arms around your lower back, grasping on you like he never wants to let you go. your naked upper half now exposed to him. his eyes go from your face to your boobs, down to your lower stomach. soapy bubbles all over you and chris thought it was the most adorable sight in the world.

"you are so fucking beautiful my love."

he pulls your body towards his face so he can kiss all over your stomach. "..stop" you blush out. you missed how much he would praise you at any given moment.

"but i can'tttt." he whines, still placing kisses on your lower stomach.

you start to grind your hips slowly as you began to grow needy for more of him. he lets out a low groan when he feels your naked hips grind back and fourth on him.

you dip your hand under the water to grab his cock and allign it with your heat before sitting down on it completely. you both moan out slightly in unison when he fully goes inside you.

you go up and then slowly sit down again, feeling every inch of him go back inside you. you can't help but let out whispered moans every time you ride back and fourth. you forgot how good he felt. he snakes his wet hands that were on your lower back down to your ass and kept a grasp on it.

"..you feel so good" he cries out, "i missed you so much."

he lets one of his hands off of your ass and brings it up to your neck to pull you down to kiss him. you and him attempt to keep your lips together but fail as you couldn't stop riding him.

"i..." kiss "..love" kiss "you.." he says between every time your lips touch his.

"..i love you more." you breath out

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. march 20, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

no because this story was so cute to write i shed a tear.. chris is so cute in this one. i wanted to make a pt 2 but you let me know. and i forgot to write a 1k special story so thank you guys for following me it means the world fr. i love you all sm.

(didnt proof read couldnt be asked)

tags & ppl i love:

@slvtformatt (my star hi) @breeloveschris @recklessmatt @plasticferal @sturniololol @sturniolopepsi @mattshands @mattslutt @strawberrysturniolo o @gamermattsgf @lustfulslxt @stazsi i @iluvm4ttsturni0l0 @whatrulookingat11 @strtuniolo @8blonded @mattslolita @mattsmad @haleyms @m9ttsverse @alexosllurr @imwetforyourmom @chr1sgirl4life @mayhem-72 @valeriestromboli @blahbel668 @whicked-hazlatwhore @roostersforevergirl @pepsiluvr0209 @strtuniolo @hearts4chris @matthewsfilmsss @madisonsslut @obsessivekniss @st7rnioioss @mattybearnard @ireadstoriss @hysteria-things @creamoncreamoncream2 @angelic-sturniolos111 @robins-scoop @sturnioloss @mattybsbitch @rozariah51911 @m4ttslvr @christurniolomyman @septumchris @inlovewithmattstur @eroticsturn @jjmaybankswifes-blog

[luverboychris]

𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑴𝑬 𝑷𝑻. 2 | 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. things become complicated when two friends in the same group like you. one being your secret fuck buddy.

dom!matt x fem reader, secret fuckbuddy, fingering. — 2.8k words

read part 1 if you haven’t already

nerves rush to your core as you prepare yourself for a long and excruciating night. you got stuck in a ‘double date’ with cole, and matt bringing along the girl from the bar. not only did you know you had to contain your jealousy all night, you had to be nice and friendly to matt to not cause further problems.

you were all going to an arcade with drinks, games, and your absolute favorite— pool. what could go wrong? you knew you were strong enough to go one night without getting jealous, without daydreaming about how matt talks with his veiny hands, the way he fixes his hair at any giving moment….

“after you m’lady.” cole says while opening the door for you. you nod your head and flash him a smile as you walk inside the arcade.

cole trails right behind you before he gets shoulder to shoulder with you. “they have to be here already, and matt probably finished all the points we have on the card.” he laughs.

you cross your arms, attempting to warm up your chilly body because too many thoughts were running through your head. and of course, every thought had something to do with matt.

you wonder what he decided to wear tonight.. if he's flirted with this girl yet.. if he's thinking about you instead when he hears her laugh. because you know one time matt mentioned that he craves to make you laugh..

cole points and smiles when he finally sees matt across the arcade “ahh there he is!” he exclaims. you attempt to pause your thoughts, looking to where he is pointing.

there. there was matt and the girl playing pool together. this shouldn’t have had made you as mad as it did. maybe it did because he knows how much you adore playing pool. or maybe because you see them laughing away when she accidentally hits his ball in. god, this sight physically pained you.

you try to calm yourself down by interlinking your arms with cole’s as you walk over to the pool table. before you or cole were able to let out a word to get their attention, matt looks up from the table to you both. you catch his eyes go from you, down to your arms that were now inked with his friends. matt licks his lips, fidgeting with the pool stick in his hand.

“happy you guys made it.” matt throws out into the air. was he really happy though? because his facial expressions said otherwise.

cole unlocks your arms so he can dap up matt. “sorry for being late.. y/n wouldn’t come out of her dorm.” he laughs. you playfully roll your eyes. it wasn’t your fault you were trying to look good tonight.. but for the person who wasn’t your date.

and fuck why did matt have to look so good? matt purposely wore this exact baseball hat tonight because he remembered the time you told him it turns you on. and it was working.. the way his brunette curls were popping out on each side of his hat was your favorite part about the look.

but you couldn’t even talk because you also purposely wore something that you knew matt would get riled up for. a pair of jeans that you own that are matt's absolute favorite. he loves how it hugs your hips.. how your ass looks in them. he just wants to slap it any chance he can get, and it was killing him that he couldn’t do it right now.

you and cole join in on the pool game, playing against them. you grab the pool stick and bend down towards the green fabric table, finding a good position to get your striped ball in.

“wait here, do this..” cole says, walking behind you and wrapping his arm over yours to assist you. you feel his whole body pressed against your back, making you turn your head back to look at him because you weren’t expecting it.

the moment his arm went over yours, matt’s face went entirely red as he paced from side to side. he licks his teeth, causing a tsk to escape his pink lips. he was fucking furious, raging with jealousy.

“like this?” you ask. you didn’t mean for it to come out seductively, but it did. and of course matt heard the tone of it, making him even more mad.

“exactly like that y/n.” cole whispers in your ear. the way matt wanted to rip cole’s hands off you immediately, he was getting sick to his stomach seeing this.

“i think that’s enough.” matt snaps, “i’m pretty sure she knows how to play.” he adds with such snark.

possessive matt. so damn attractive.

cole says nothing but laughs, walking backwards from you. you lift your eyes up to see matt across the pool table. the lamp above making his jawline stand out more than usual. your low cut white shirt making your chest openly exposed for his eyes only. it was making him go absolutely crazy. he wanted to pull all your clothes off and fuck you on the pool table right then and there.

his brain was honestly about to explode at this point. he thought you looked so sexy playing pool, especially when you pull your arm back and hit your ball directly into the pocket.

“damn babe!” cole exclaims, going in to kiss your cheek. while matt is poking his cheek with his tongue, trying to hold himself together.

“ya, nice shot y/n.” matt mutters. you throw them both a thank you. but you weren’t dumb, you know all of this was getting to matt and you were thoroughly enjoying it.

matt’s date takes her turn, having difficulty in holding the pool stick. you would think matt would help her like cole did with you in order to get back at you for your flirting.. but he didn’t even move from his spot.

instead, the kindness of cole helped her out. cole was into helping her, as they both were deeply concentrated on the game. you watch them, then matt starts to creep his way to stand next to you. you look up to give him a quick glance before focusing back on the game.

matt couldn’t help but bite his lip, you were turning him on without even trying at this point. his intrusive thoughts got to the best of him as he sneakily brought his tattoo’d arm down to your ass. you flinch at the contact, throwing him a widened eye gaze.

“let me.” he whispered to you. you look around, seeing everyone engaged in their own conversations and playing arcade games. you switch your eyes onto cole and matt’s date.. seeing him still help her.

you gulp, looking down at the floor. he keeps his hand there, gripping your ass before smacking it lightly but still enough for you to feel the burning sensation from his big hands.

“you fucking tease.” he mumbles, as he goes in to slap your ass again. he wanted to do this all night.

“stop it before someone catches us.” you mutter to him.

“look me in the eyes and tell me you actually want me to stop.” he says. his hand still pressed against your ass. chills form all over your body with how flustered you were.

you don’t look at him, still watching the game trying not to cause a scene around you two. he grins, “look at you.. not even able to make eye contact with me.” he whispers.

“matt.. shut up.” you say through your teeth. his hand makes his way up to your waist, rubbing your skin underneath your white tanktop.

“absolutely not.” he says. he just knew exactly the right buttons to push when it came to you.

you started to become anxious, actually feeling like one of them would catch him being all over you. so, you grab his hand from your back and pull it off you.

couple hours later after, stuffed from all the food and tired from all the arcade games you played.. it was finally time to leave.

“i had so much fun.” matt’s date says. you didn’t want to come off mean so you smiled and agreed. but, you hated her guts. any girl who was remotely close with matt, you hated.

you four walk out of the place, standing in front of the arcade. cole intertwines his fingers with yours, as he looks at you.

“i’m really sorry but i have to drop something off at my parents before i take you back y/n, is that okay?.” cole says.

“that’s totally fine—”

matt cuts you off, “you know, i can take her back to her dorm. not a problem with me.”

“wow you sure man? thanks.” cole replies, patting matt’s shoulder with a smile.

“no need to thank me.” matt says. if anything, matt wanted to thank him for finally letting him have the opportunity to be alone with you.

you all walk to the parking lot, saying bye to cole before he drives off. matt exchanges goodbyes with his date.

finally. what matt was waiting for all night.

you sit in the passenger seat while matt starts his car. before he turns his music on, he looks to you. “what did i tell you about having other guys have their hands on you?” he says.

“matt seriously? that’s what you have to say?” you scoff.

“i fucking told you. i told you you’re only mine and you still went and let another man put his hands on you.” he says, “oh, not only that.. you let him hold hands with you and he fucking kissed you on the cheek...” he adds.

his face was getting back to that familiar red you saw earlier.. it was attractive to say the least. “im sorry.” you say.

“and don’t even get me started with your outfit.” he says. he was getting hard just replaying you being bent over the pool table earlier.

“i could say the same shit. look at you with that baseball hat. you know how that makes me feel.” you snap.

“how does it make you feel?” he teases.

“you can’t do that. stop.” you say.

“baby you don’t want me to stop, you love it.” he says, “now tell me, how does it make you feel?”

you sigh loudly, giving in to matt and his teasing ways. “it makes me want you.. makes me wet for you.” you say. matt’s famous smirk comes back on his face after he heard the truth.

“hmmm.” is all that comes out of his mouth. he takes his hat off, fixing his post messy hat hair quickly. he sticks his hand out and puts the hat on you.

“you want me to fuck you while you have my hat on baby?” the way he said it wasn’t even a question, it was as if that’s what he was set on and you had to be down for it. and of course you were into it. you were into anything with him.

“now look how sexy you are wearing my hat.” he says, licking his upper lip at you. his seductive blue eyes looking deep into yours, his pupils easily increasing in size with how infatuated he was with you. all of his vocalization towards you was making you become more wet for him by the second.

you quickly hide your blushed face from matt with your shaky hands. he soon grabs them away from you so he can take a good look at you. “don’t fucking hide that pretty face from me.” he demands. you obey his commands and keep your hands to your side.

“good girl.” matt says.

you couldn’t lie to yourself any longer, you were soaked from all of this sexual tension in the car and you just wanted him to throw his hands around your neck and kiss you.

you realize matt started to babble on about things from tonight, but you completely cut out his voice and only focus on his lips. how beautiful they look with the moon shining through his car window.

“matt..” you whisper.

matt stops midsentance, “what?” he cluelessly says. it was funny to see him be like this since he was so cocky and dominant 99% of the time yet he was acting like a teddybear.

“just kiss me already.” you reply. now he was the one who obeys your commands and wasted no time to lean in to connect his lips to yours.

if felt as if a magnet was attaching your lips because neither of you could pull away. you open your mouth to give his yearning tongue the entrance of heaven. he then intertwines his tongue with yours before letting his teeth bite your bottom lip. you love when he teasily bites your lip, your lip quickly bounces back to its relaxing position and the feeling of swelling rushes to your mouth.

“i just wanted to kiss these lips throughout the whole fucking double date.” matt whispers in between sloppy kisses. you let his veiny hands explore the body he truly desires as he grips onto your clothed thighs.

“want my face buried between these.” he whispers again, lightly slapping the outside of your thighs.

“i want it too baby.” you moan out. you loved how him slapping any part of your body felt, but especially your ass and thighs. and of course that was his favorite thing to do.

as matt attaches his lips back to yours, he sneaks his hand up to the top of your jeans and quickly gives it a tug. you nod into the kiss for consent, making matt unzip your jeans with his eyes still closed taking them off you. you wiggle out of them completely, leaving you in your white tanktop and laced thong.

both of your eyes remain closed with passion while making out with one another, he brings his left arm and rubs you through your underwear going up and then down.

your thong being completely wet by how turned on he was making you throughout the date and now feeling each other up in his car. he teases you for a little before fully sliding your thong to one side and letting your pussy on display for him.

he rubs your sensitive clit in circular motions, causing you to let out a high pitch moan. “fuck, don’t make those noises around me. i’m already too horny for you.” he groans.

his full attention was on your clit now, looking down with his mouth slightly open due to how in love he was with the sight. he rubs it one last time before sliding down the smallest amount until his two fingers go fully inside you. you gasp, and matt looks up at you for reassurance that he was doing a good job.

and he was.. you loved his fingers inside you. you wanted them in you at any time of the day. you always thought he had the sexiest hands known to man, and you stood by that.

he lets your walls adjust to his fingers being inside you, and then gets the signal that he can start going as fast and deep as he wants. he knew exactly what he was doing, keeping a steady pace and rhythm that you simply were obsessed with.

“mmm, fuck matt keep doing it just like that.” you moan. he licks his lips, doing exactly as you told him and stays fingering you exactly as he was doing prior.

“just like that baby?” he reassures himself. you give him a nod with your bottom lip tucked in your top teeth because you were overstimulated with pleasure. he absolutely loves the validation of knowing he was doing a good job on making you feel good.

“no, say it.” he mumbles, his fingers fucking you just a tad faster.

“y-yes, yes. i said just like that fuck.” you whimper. he grins at you, still fingering you like no other man has.

he thought you looked so hot while whimpering, with your eyebrows knitted together and your face flushed a crimson red. he couldn’t help himself and go to kiss you all over while his two fingers were still going in and out of your pussy.

“matt, i’m about to..” you cry out.

that makes matt start to suck on the delicate skin on your neck, making a dark hickey appear. the pleasure from two places sent you over the edge, causing your walls to clench up on matt’s fingers.

“finish for me baby.” he groans over your skin. and those words were your last straw, making you finish while his fingers were still in you.

moans escape your lips and you feel matt smile while hovering over your neck. he was proud of himself, but he always is because he makes you finish every time you two are alone.

“i love how i can make you finish even with just my two fingers.” he flaunts.

you slap his chest playfully, your cheeks going that familiar red that they always transform to when you’re with matt.

“shut up.” you laugh. matt leans in to kiss your lips again.

“make me.” he teases.

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. march 14th, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

ahhh i was too lazy for them to fuck sorry please love me. not proofread i couldn’t be asked. i hope u guys enjoyed idk why i really am attached to this plot and how matt acts in this story.. hes sooo aksksowwk anyway. tags and ppl i love:

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i can’t wait for pt. 2 of hate me. YOU GOT ME CLENCHING OVER HERE

whoever u r, this made my entire day. ill post it soon just for u!! ilysm bae >_<

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PLEASE MAKE A PART TWO OF HATE MEEE

i literally love u sm! i will soon yay 🥺🤭💌

SHAMELESS PLUG: hate me | matt sturniolo

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𝑯𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑴𝑬 | 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. things become complicated when two friends in the same group like you. one being your secret fuck buddy.

dom!matt x fem reader, secret fuckbuddy — 1.4k words

why were you feeling like this? this god damn feeling arising inside you for the fourth time this week. you weren’t used to it. and you never have felt it before this much, especially towards him. so why was this happening so much recently?

the feeling of jealousy. just seeing a girl by his side made your face go a shade of red you didn’t want to come to terms with.

“y/n baby! come here.” cole shouts. you couldn’t really begin to explain your relationship with this boy. almost dating.. but not quite yet. what was stopping you from dating him?

well you knew the answer. you just didn’t want to say it out loud because the answer was his friend, matt.

you snap your gaze towards cole, seeing him flick his hand out to you with a drink in front of all his friends. and of course a random girl sitting next to matt. who was she? you never felt so vulnerable, as a bunch of male eyes are on you, looking you up and down. you gulp before walking over to him.

cole sitting down on one of the chairs, you standing above him as he wraps his free arm around your waist. “tell the boys the story on how we met, you tell it better than i do.” he laughs.

matt almost burns holes with his eyes as he looks at his friend’s hold on your body. you attempt to swallow your guilt, the guilt of how oblivious the boy was to your attraction to his friend matt. oblivious to how you and matt will fuck whenever you get the chance. in his head, he thinks he’s the reason you know matt but he has it all wrong.. you’ve known him for way longer. you would never tell him though, it would break him.

all of his friends flip their eyes onto you then to their good old friend cole that they care for so much, yet you know damn well matt is only looking at you.

“yeah, please.” matt blurts, “tell us how you two lovebirds met.” he adds. you wanted to completely ignore him but you didn’t want to come off as weird and suspicious. his cocky smirk forming against his drink as his lips grip onto the top of the glass cup.

you hated him. you hated this.

he loved you. and he loved this.

“well.. uh.” you stutter. cole’s grip on your waist tightens. “he was in my english class and he accidentally bumped into me. it was cute, i was a hot mess.. nervous for my exam and he was kind enough to calm me down.”

matt melts into his chair a little, arms crossed with his lips still lingering over his cup as he man spreads his legs. he was starting to act as if he owns the bar. “continue..” matt says.

“after that.. we sat down and he helped me with studying. we talked and talked for hours—”

“then he asked you out?” matt asks.

cole looks up at you to see your response, such innocence absorbing his face. “he asked me out on a date yeah..” you mumble out.

“ah i see.. he took you out on a date. but you’re not dating?” matt questions. you wanted to crawl across the table and punch him with how dumb he was playing in front of everyone. he knew the situation more than anyone, he just loved to tease.

“y/n isn’t ready to date.. but i’ll wait for her i don’t care.” cole jumped in and responded for you. all the friends smile but you catch matt sneakily roll his eyes.

“you’re simping so bad for her man.” matt scoffs, “i hate love, makes me sick to my stomach.” the boys laugh in unison as matt pretends to projectile vomit.

“i mean do you see her? how could i not matt?” cole laughs out.

you watch matt as he begins to look you up and down with his blue sensual eyes, “mhm, i see her.” he whispers out. is everyone blind?!— you thought to yourself. can they not see the sexual tension just roaming through the air coming off of matt right towards you? because you can, and matt definitely knows as well.

he loves how much sexual tension you two have. just the eyes alone that he gives you makes you weak to your knees but you’re good at hiding it, for the most part.

the random girl’s hand sneaks up around matt’s chair and you blink profusely at her flirty positioning. you begin to fidget, taking cole’s hand off your waist causing it to fall to his side.

“um, i’m going to the bathroom.” you blurt out. the table nods at your words and you don’t look back to look at him. you don’t want to give him even a taste of satisfaction from doing that. you knew he would feed off of it, and get excited.

the bathroom still having the music from the bar playing on the speakers in every corner. the bar’s bathroom had no privacy whatsoever.. meaning anyone could come in at any time.

you turn on the faucet and scrub your hands, hoping you can at least wash off just a smidge of jealousy that was steaming off of you. but it was no use.. you still wash your hands with agression as you cuss at yourself. you look at your reflection in the mirror, feeling ever so guilty.

“well hi cole’s girl.” he says, sarcasm laced in his voice. there was matt leaning against the door frame with his hands in the pocket of his black jeans. his car keys dangling from the front right one.

“matt, why’d you follow me?” you say, flipping your gaze off of him and back to yourself in the mirror.

he walks up from behind you, leaning down towards the back of your neck as he goes to remove your hair. he pushes it all to one side, letting your exposed skin be all out on display for him.

“you know why.” he whispers, reaching down to leave a trail of kisses softly down your neck. you feel chills run throughout your body with the gentleness of his lips pressed against your sensitive skin.

“i-i don’t.” you sigh out. you couldn’t help but close your eyes because of every kiss he leaves on your neck. he then starts to let his cold fingertips wander up your unclothed arms. 

“baby don’t lie to me.” he says, “you’re thinking about me.” he grabs all your hair, softly pulling it to the other side now as he kisses the skin he hasn’t given attention to, “just like how i’m only thinking about you..” he adds.

“and you want me to fuck the shit out of you like i did last week. i can tell, don’t deny it.” he whispers against your skin.

you feel your face heat up as you open your eyes. you push him off of you, “shut the fuck up matt!” you say. and there he was again with that snarky smile, so confident and dark looking.

a small laugh escapes his lips, “relax.” he says. god, he was such a dick. not only could anyone come in at anytime, he was trying to make you horny and it was working.

“ugh i..” is all you say, sucking on the inside of your mouth with your fists clenching.

“hmm? you what? you hate me?” he teases, coming closer to you. you don’t respond to him, “tell me that you hate me.”

“i hate you.” you say, the words flowing out like a stream. you say it again, over and over. three words that you didn’t actually mean, “i hate you, i hate you, i hate you.”

he reaches down to kiss your babbling lips, kissing you harder as ever. “i hate you.” you breath into his mouth.

“baby.. you love me.” he breaths out.

he reaches his left arm down to your inner thigh and grips onto it tightly, making a moan come out of you. he always does things with his left arm, he knows it gets a rise out of you. the arm filled with all his tattoos.

“let another man touch you like that again..” matt’s lips brush onto yours with each word, “and i will fucking kill them.”

he rubs his ring and middle finger against your underwear. “matt, h-he’s your friend.” you moan out. that sentence makes him rub you with more aggression.

“i don’t give a fuck.” he groans against your lips when he finally can feel how wet you are. “friend or not.. you’re not letting a man wrap his hands around your waist like that in front of me.”

“but you can have a girl have her hands around you?” you snap, the image of the girl’s arm around matts back while he was sitting down started to replay.

“oh shut up. you fucking know i only want you.” he says.

“you have me.” you moan out, as he rubs your clit through your underwear, the thin fabric blocking his touch made the sensation feel so much more intense, “im yours.” you add.

“for someone who hates me, you sure obey me well baby.”

UPDATE: PART 2 IS UP NOW PRESS HERE

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. march 9th 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

so im trying a new style lmk if u guys like it. someone requested to do a cheating type fic and i dont write that so i did my own twist wee! i hope i exceeded your expectations, anonymous cutie! i would love to do a part 2 on this so lmk if u want that maybe. i love u guys sm.

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ik he lovessss doing down 🤭🤭🤭

i’m surprised no one’s talking about this like bro the eye contact???? you know what it’s giving :)))

i’m going insane.

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SOMEONE HOLD ME BACK PLEASE I AM ABT TO START BARKING HOLY FUCK

the film. the push back hair. the tired eyes. the fit. the earings.

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