madssturniolo

[madssturniolo]

—ᜊ⋱—chris making you dry hump his thigh while you tell him about your day —ᜊ⋱—

#dryhumpingsupremacy

“thaaaats it—just like that baby, cmon’ “ he praises as he looks at the distressed look on your overworked face. work had kicked your ass today and you wanted nothing more then for chris to help you forget, but he had other plans.

your hips grind softly against his thigh as you coo softly, “my coworker heather…she..” you whine as he presses your hips further down on his thigh, giving you more pressure. “mhm—tell me about her” he instructs as he caresses your hair. “what’d she do to my baby, hm?” he pouts, gripping your hips.

your hips grind on him harder, faster, picking up the pace as you try your hardest to utter sentences from your mouth. “she was so mean, chris!” you whine as you squeeze your eyes closed, your hips grinding on chris harder. “tell me about it baby—y’can do it” he urges, kissing your neck softly, your pussy drenched. “chris—can’t…” you frown as your grinds become more sloppier the more he kisses your neck. “why can’t you, hm? goin’ dumb on my thigh are we?” he chuckles lowly, moving his head up from your neck to gaze into your lust drunk eyes.

your underwear was completely soaked through, making a wet spot on chris’s jeans, amusing him greatly. “is my girl close? hm?” he coos, bouncing his thigh slightly making your sensitive cunt practically come undone from that alone. “mhm..” you look at him, eyes wide and naive. “yeah?” he tilts his head to the side, his mouth slightly agape as he reaches his hand down to rub slow circles around your clit. “yeah…so close” you bite your lip as you grind your hips against his finger, hiding your head in his neck as you let out soft whimpers and pleas.

“cum f’me, sweetheart—you deserve it” he says as you finally let go, your body trembling as you continue to grind on his fingers, euphoria crashing over your entire body. “chris—sso good..” you whimper as he slows down his fingers, letting you ride out your orgasm. “y’did so good, mama” he praises as he kisses you on your open mouth, pulling away soon after.

“let’s go get ourselves clean, baby…” he smiles as he stands up, never letting you go as he cradles you in his arms, taking you to the bathroom.

a/n: bring back dry humping pls🙏

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[madssturniolo]

sleepy finds the spot

in which... matt's arms give out on him only to find that sweet spot on you

warnings: smut, no use of y/n, missionary, p in v, pet names

it’s been a long few hours of work overload for matt - so so many business meetings and after it all he had to record a youtube video with his brothers. he was so out of it when he was finally able to go home to you, that he needed a way to calm down.

he had been hovering over you for the past few minutes, his arms getting shakier and shakier as he thrusts into you. his head drops to your shoulder, soft pants leaving his parted lips.

“you okay..?” you mumble, your hands going to the back of his head, running through his hair. your legs wrapped around matt’s waist, your feet interlocked behind his back.

“shit- yeah jus’.. so damn tired..” matt shakes his head as he leans in and presses a soft kiss to your neck, letting his lips linger longer than they usually do.

your head leans back as the feeling of matt’s lips on your neck make your body react. your eyes flutter shut, hands stuttering in matt’s hair before suddenly feeling matt’s body weight fall completely on you.

you let out a soft groan, opening your eyes and looking down to see matt laying on you, his arms slightly shaky as they lay by your head. you part your lips to speak, matt’s hips adjusting slightly before you gasp. he hit just the right spot.

“oh- shit..” you mumble out, fingers gripping matt’s hair a bit tighter. matt’s eyes flicker up to yours, seeing the sudden pleasure filling your eyes.

“feel good like this?” he whispers, slowly grinding his hips against you, still laying completely on you - too tired to pick himself back up.

you just nod, letting out a soft “mhm” as you lift your hips to meet his grinds, attempting to do some work so he could just lay.

his lips find your neck, kissing and sucking gently, moving lower and lower till he gets to between your breasts. he looks up through his eyelashes, one of his hands moving to brush the hair out of your face. he lets his tongue run across your skin before latching to your nipple.

your eyes flutter shut, moving your legs to unwrap from matt’s waist and fall to the bed, your feet against the bed to push your hips up a little more. lines of soft moans escape your lips as the new position lets matt hit the sweet spot that makes you see stars.

“fuck- i.. close matt..” you whimper out, hands moving down to gently grip his hips, your newly done nails slightly digging into his skin.

“guess it’s good i was too weak to hold myself up then, hm..?” his murmurs against your nipple, his free hand moving between your connected bodies, letting his fingers gently circle your clit.

“yeah- holy hell yeah..” you whisper out before letting yourself come undone underneath matt.

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[madssturniolo]

bite 𝜗𝜚 matthew sturniolo

cw—sorta? sub!matt, biting, hot n heavy makeout,dry humping.

you were an addict. addicted to the taste of matt’s plump limps — specifically his bottom lip. you couldn’t help but want to bite it whenever you made contact.

your brain shut off as you made out with him. nothing else mattered besides you and him. the room was hot and the air was humid, usually bothersome, but right now you couldn’t care less. you had your boyfriend pinned to the bed with your body, legs trapping his waist, and hands stuck in his hair. the headboard putting you in this intimate position.

you lead the hot kiss with confidence, claiming his mouth with your tongue. the muscle exploring every inch before tangling with his. your lips swallowed his smaller ones, messily swapping spit. his hands snake around your waist to pull you closer, pressing your body against his. your nose molds into his face as you kiss him harder, more passionately — maybe even hungrily.

your actions were derailed as matt’s hips bucked up into yours, the thin material of his sweats doing nothing to hide his boner. the movement going straight to your pussy. He moans into the kiss at the new friction. you return the favour as you grind down onto him, your jeans hitting your clothed clit just right. his lips slow down due to his inability to multitask, your hips distracting him from the ongoing kiss.

you take this opportunity to pull away a bit, taking his bottom lip with you as you lean back. he watches with lust as you suck on them like a lollipop. you can taste the mint gum lingering on his juicy lip. the sucking sounds had him thrusting into you, the whole thing turning him on more than before. finishing him off, you bite on his flesh, aiming to get him almost bleeding.

he winces in pain as you let him go fully, spit still connecting you both. you breathe heavily as you keep up with his hips, hands resting on his shoulders for a better grip. matt couldn't keep his sounds contained as he moaned out. cheeks turning red as he realized how loud he was. “so—feels so good,” he whines, scrambling up his words. a grey spot on his sweatpants catches your eyes as they rake across his tense body. “someone got worked up, ” you smile, poking at the damp patch.

“can’—can’t help it,” he frowns, tears welling up in his eyes from embarrassment. “didn’t cum—yet so i still can—keep going please?” nodding, you bring him back into your lips, desperate to taste his sweetness again. he melts into the kiss, moaning the minute your lips meet.

✉️ @courta13 @sophand4n4 @h8aaz @lanaloverlol

[madssturniolo]

NSFW ABS’s w/Matt

A - AFTERCARE (what are they like after sex?)

He cleans you up and takes a shower with you, washing your hair and lathering soap over you as you lean back onto him. After that, he puts you in one of his shirts and boxers. He doesn’t let you leave his arms after that.

B - BODY PART (their favourite body part of theirs and their partner’s?)

His favorite body part of himself is his hands because he always catches you staring at them. His favorite body part on you is your eyes because of how expressive they are.

C - CUM (anything to do with cum.)

He likes to cum inside of you most. He loves to fill you up and feel your pussy milk his cock dry.

D - DIRTY SECRET (what is a dirty secret of theirs?)

He really likes to role play and wants to do it more. One time, you and him did a little teacher student role play and he thinks about it every time he jerks off.

E - EXPERIENCE (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He already knows quite a bit when he first met you, but he discovers all of his kinks with you by experimenting.

F - FAVOURITE POSITION (self explanatory.)

His personal favorite is you on top of him, riding him. He loves the view it gives him. But he also likes missionary because he likes to look you in the eyes as you crumble under him.

G - GOOFY (are they serious or goofy in the moment?)

He starts off goofy to get you comfortable and then turns serious once you guys get going.

H - HAIR (how well trimmed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?)

He’s well trimmed, but not bald.

I - INTIMACY (how intimate are they in the moment?)

He’s so intimate with you. He’s all about eye contact and hand holding and feeling so deep inside you, you don’t know where you stop and where he begins.

J - JERKING OFF (masturbation.)

He only jerks off when he’s desperate and knows he wont be able to see you for a while. He usually texts you to have phone sex.

K - KINKS (what kinks do they have?)

He is still exploring his kinks with you. But so far from the things you’ve tried, he likes choking (and to be choked), edging (and to be edged), overstimulation, praise, and role play.

L - LOCATION (favourite place(s) to do it?)

His room because he knows its where you both feel most comfortable. But he also likes the shower because you look so pretty.

M - MOTIVATION (what gets them going?)

You in general (he’s always ready for you), but more specifically, biting his lip and pulling his hair.

N - NO (things they are not open to in bed.)

Being too rough with you.

O - ORAL (are they good at it? do they like giving or receiving more?)

Matt is fantastic at oral and its one of his favorite things to do. He can cum without any touch from you and just your pussy in his mouth. He also loves receiving from you because it feels so good to be in your warm, wet mouth. He likes giving more as your taste is his favorite.

P - PACE (fast and rough? or slow and sensual?)

He definitely takes his time with you. But when you’re both about to finish together, his thrusts get rougher and deeper and faster.

Q - QUICKIE (their opinion on quickies and how often you have them.)

He doesn’t prefer quickies but desperate times call for desperate measures.

R - RISK (are they willing to take risks?)

He notoriously says “I’d try anything once” to you. Especially in a sexual sense.

S - STAMINA (how many rounds can they go? how long do they last?)

He usually can last pretty long just so he can stretch out your pleasure. However, a single look from you can send him over the edge. He usually has to bite his knuckle and close his eyes when trying to hold out for you.

T - TOYS (do they own toys? if so, which ones?)

He almost always uses a vibrator along with his dick to get you off many times. He also has fucked you with a dildo a few times. And he really loved that one time you tied him up and edged him with your vibrator.

U - UNFAIR (do they like to tease?)

He loves to tease and edge you for a while. When you’re out and about together, he makes comments to you, getting you wound up for later.

V - VOLUME (how loud are they? do they grunt, moan, whimper, etc?)

Matt loves dirty talk. He’s constantly groaning and moaning in your ear as well. When you edge him, he whines when he starts getting restless.

W - WILD CARD (a random headcannon.)

He loooves the little drunk smile you do after he’s done fucking you senseless. He cant help but kiss you as he feel overwhelmed with adoration.

X - X-RAY (what's going on under their clothes?)

He’s long & skinny.

Y - YEARNING (how high is their sex drive?)

He wants you every second of every day. Every time he looks at you.

Z - ZZZ (how fast do they fall asleep after?)

He tries to wait for you, but almost always falls asleep first after feeling so relaxed after his release.

[madssturniolo]

— 𝜗ৎ birds of a feather . . . m.s

in which . . . you and your boyfriend matt share a cute and heartwarming moment together

warnings . . . just fluff & kissing!

written by @delilahsturniolo. do not copy, steal, or modify my works. if you are taking any inspiration from this, please ask me first before posting and credit me in your description. happy reading! :)

HIT ME HARD AND SOFT WRITING MARATHON . . . fic #4

it starts with his fingers poking at your side under the blanket. you’re laying on top of matt, your cheek resting against his chest, eyes fluttering shut every few seconds while the hum of the tv plays something neither of you are really watching. everything feels still and sleepy and perfect… until his fingers move again. you jolt a little, lifting your head to squint up at him. “did you just—?”

“me?” he says, wide-eyed, fake innocent. “i didn’t do anything.” you narrow your eyes, suspicion all over your face. “matthew.” he smiles way too big to be innocent. “what? you’re imagining things.” you try to settle back down, but the second your head hits his chest again, poke. this time both sides. “okay, that’s it!” you sit up suddenly, tossing the blanket off and climbing onto him, straddling his hips with a grin. “you wanna play?”

“whoa, whoa,” he laughs, hands coming up like he’s surrendering. “i didn’t do anything! you’re the one starting stuff!”

“liar,” you say, and launch your attack. your fingers find his sides and he loses it, he’s squirming and giggling, trying to grab your wrists but you’re too fast, too focused, too proud of yourself. his laugh is all breathy and loud and you swear it makes your chest ache in the best way. “okay—okay! i give up!” he’s laughing so hard he can barely breathe. “you win!”

“say i’m the best,” you demand, grinning like a menace. “you’re the best,” he chokes out, still laughing. “you’re the actual best, i swear.” you slow down and stop, letting your hands rest gently against his chest as you sit there, smiling down at him. he’s flushed and glowing and beautiful in a way that makes your heart feel like it’s going to explode.

“you’re so dramatic,” you say, giggling. he reaches up, hands landing on your waist, holding you there like he never wants you to move. “only for you.”you roll your eyes, even though you’re blushing hard now, and he notices. of course he does.“aww,” he coos, pulling you down until your nose bumps his. “you’re blushing.”

“shut up,” you whisper, trying to hide your face, but he cups your cheek and holds you there. “nah,” he says softly. “you’re cute.” he kisses you then, slow and warm, with that same gentleness he always has when it comes to you. like he’s memorizing your mouth, like kissing you is his favorite thing in the world. you sigh into it, hands sliding up into his hair, and he melts underneath you like you’re the only thing keeping him alive. you pull back after a while, just enough to catch your breath, and he keeps his forehead pressed to yours. “i could do this forever,” he murmurs.

“good,” you whisper. “’cause i’m not going anywhere.” he hums, thumb brushing your jaw, and you feel so full of love you don’t know what to do with it. you tuck your head into the crook of his neck and he wraps his arms all the way around you, blanket pulled back up over your shoulders.

you lay like that for a while, your bodies tangled up, hearts beating slow and steady in sync. he keeps mumbling little things into your hair. “you’re my favorite,” and “you’re so beautiful,” and “i love you, like, so much it’s actually insane”—and every single word melts into you like honey. he starts tracing circles on your back again, soft and absentminded, and you let your eyes close because it’s warm and quiet and you feel so safe, like nothing in the world could ever touch you here.

© delilahsturniolo

💌: i hate writing fluff but anyway I NEED TO SLEEP it’s 5 am for me and i’ve been up all night 😭😭 so i just decided to post this now lol

[madssturniolo]

I would kiilllll to be in Taras position…😫

[madssturniolo]

Pictures you would take of BF!Matt🩵

Feeding the delusion…

[madssturniolo]

I need him BIBLICALLY

[madssturniolo]

i’ve been waiting for someone to mention the nate pic 😛

[madssturniolo]

My seat

I wanna sit on it so bad

<33

[madssturniolo]

something about this day holy fuckkkk

[madssturniolo]

use it.

in which..matt tells you to use his hand while he drives.

warnings: fingering & pet names

your jaw is clenched as matt’s hand grips your thigh, occasionally it runs up and down your leg, patting your knee, almost to ground you.

you definitely need some grounding considering that all you can focus on is the damp fabric between your legs and matt is very aware of the situation, he can hear your breath hitch as his fingers peer closer to where you need him the most.

you look over at him, big mistake, because it only made the ache worse. his sharp jaw line, the pink fitted cap that sat backwards on his head, his black t-shirt that seemed to be loose on him but tight around his biceps, and the way he’s manspreading in the drivers seat as he drives expertly with one hand on the wheel. it’s taking everything in you not to jump on him right now. you feel feel the drool pool in your mouth and you can feel your panties getting wetter.

matt can feel you staring, his eyes shift to yours as he looks back on the road in front of him, “what is it, sweetheart?” he hums, the question is innocent, but he isn’t. you can tell from the small curve of his lips that his mind is exactly where yours is.

“nothin’” you manage to choke out, your eyes shift back out the window, matt’s smirk furthers, “yeah? so this—“ his hands inch under your skirt, your basically damping his seat, “—this is nothing?” he questions, his tongue in the corner of his cheek now as he cups your clothed flower, pressing his palm on your throbbing clit. “you lyin’ to me? cause it sounds like you are,” matt cocks his eyebrow, his eyes never leaving the road in front of him. his palm presses harder in your center, causing you to squirm, “you wanna answer my question again? you want me to give my good girl another chance?” he questions, you nod quickly.

“so what is it, baby? what’s wrong?” he asks as he moves his hand, his fingers now sipping through your panties, “i-i want..i want you to play with me..” you gasp out as you feel his cool fingers glide through your wet and warm slit. “god you’re soaked, pretty.” matt groaned, feeling his jeans tighten, “you want me to play with you?” he asks, wanting you to confirm.

“mhm..” you whine out as his pointer finger pokes at you clit causing you to moan softly, “there it is..” he whispered, he’s rubbing circles on your aching bud, at this point you could cum at any second considering you’ve been sensitive all night, his fingers move from your clit to your entrance, his ring and middle fingers curl inside you as his thumb presses against your swollen button, you let out a strangled moan as you squirm in the passager seat, “calm down, sweetheart..” matt instructs, “i know you’re sensitive,”

and that you were, you felt your climax coming at any moment. “use em’” he mutters, your hips thrust up as you basically fuck his fingers, your juices making his rings feel loose around his long fingers, “that’s it..there’s my good girl,” he praises, you feel the knot in your stomach. you bit down on your lip and finally release what you’ve been chasing to feel all night.

matt smiles and lets you calm down before sliding his fingers out, his two fingers coming up to his own mouth, sucking them clean, his other hand white knuckling the steering wheel. “so fuckin’ sweet,” he praises, making you blush as you adjust yourself.

the car is full of tension, you guys are about five minutes away from the house, matt’s eyes drift back to you, your flushed cheeks, how your thighs tremble slightly, his hand finds your knee to catch your attention,

“just so you know..i’m far from done with you.”

divider creds: @bernardsbendystraws

tags for interaction: @sturns-mermaid @malsmind @courta13 @iconiccolo @mi-co-uk @mattssweetheart @mattsstarlet @slvt4subchratt

[madssturniolo]

ᝰ.ᐟ NEW CLASSIFIED MISSION FILE . . .

★ secretagent!chris x secretagent!reader

⋆˚࿔ STAY WITH ME, SUNSHINE

in which . . . during a high stakes mission, you get shot, resulting in a worried chris who helps you

contains . . . mentions of blood, violence, use of weapons, reader getting shot, angst but comforting at the end

written by @delilahsturniolo, do not copy, steal, or modify my works. if you are taking any inspiration from this, please ask me first before posting and credit me in your description. happy reading! :)

requested by anon

view more of this au here!

the mission was supposed to be simple. get in. gather intel. get out. a quick sweep of a surveillance hub tucked beneath an abandoned airstrip in the middle of nowhere. quiet. clean. you should’ve known better. because now you’re bleeding. badly.

the bullet caught you in the shoulder, clean through, but it still burns like hell, and the world is starting to tilt sideways. you’re lying on your back behind a blown-out concrete wall, boots scraping against the gravel as you try to breathe through the pain. “fuck,” you gasp, clutching at the wound. “this wasn’t part of the plan.” a shadow drops beside you. chris. his hands are already moving, pulling off his jacket, shoving a compression bandage from his tactical vest against your shoulder. “you weren’t supposed to get hit,” he says, voice tight. “you’re too fast for that.”

“guess i slowed down.”

“don’t joke.”

you look up at him, blinking through the sweat beading down your forehead. “you’re not funny either, y’know.” he glares at you, but it’s the kind of glare that comes with wide eyes and clenched teeth and a little crack in his voice. you’ve seen him calm during car chases. unshaken in a firefight. even when the building was collapsing in madrid, he didn’t look like this.

but now? now he looks scared. he presses harder against the wound, and you hiss, grabbing at his wrist. “hurts,” you grit out. “good. means you’re still awake.” you laugh through the pain, breathless and dry. “you’re such an asshole.”

“you love it.”

“do not.”

his eyes flick up to yours, and for a second, neither of you says anything. your breathing’s shallow. his hands are red with your blood. the comms are silent, the evac team still thirty minutes out. you try to shift, but pain flares through your whole arm and you groan, eyes fluttering shut. “no, hey,” chris says immediately, tapping your cheek with his free hand. “no sleeping, sunshine. stay with me.”

“i’m tired.”

“yeah, well, you’re not allowed to die. i haven’t pissed you off nearly enough yet.” you try to smile, but it falls flat. “your flirting is terrible.”

“good thing i’m not flirting,” he mutters, looking down at you. “i’m trying to stop you from bleeding out.” you blink up at him slowly, voice quieter now. “you’re shaking.” he goes still. “…i’m fine.” you reach up with your hand, fingers brushing clumsily against the collar of his shirt. “no, you’re not.” he swallows hard, and for the first time, his voice softens. “you scared the shit out of me.”

“it’s just a shoulder.”

“it’s you.”

you blink again. and you wonder if the blood loss is making you hallucinate. because you swear you see something like fear in his eyes. maybe even something worse. something real. “you’ll be fine,” he says after a second, more to himself than you. “you’ve survived worse. you’re the toughest agent i know.”

“awwww, you’re being nice to me?”

“shut up,” he says, shaking his head, but his voice is rough. “you talk too much when you’re bleeding.”

you let out a soft noise, maybe a laugh, maybe a wince, and let your eyes flutter again. “hold on,” he whispers. “just thirty more minutes. then you can pass out all you want.”you don’t answer, but your fingers curl weakly into the front of his vest. “shhhh…” he speaks carefully. “stay with me, sunshine.” he tells you, trying to prevent you from passing out on him. the most surprising part is that he stays with you, silent, steady, and more terrified than he’ll ever admit.

© delilahsturniolo

[madssturniolo]

I just know he’s good at eating out

[madssturniolo]

I love his smile so much i want to kiss it 🫠

[madssturniolo]

guys todays video was so good i loved the part when matt said to chris and then nick was like yeah and then that happened and like okay yeah

[madssturniolo]

This is his “come over babygirl” snap to you…