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[mattscumslutt]

r u kidding. RAIL ME RAW.

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Honeymoon hotel

(warnings: 18+ minors dni!! toys- dildo, vibrator. pet names: good girl, sweetheart)

He sat in the armchair across the room, legs spread, shirt unbuttoned but still on, sleeves rolled up his forearms. His eyes traced her like he was already touching her. Like he owned her.

“Turn around,” he said, voice low and full of heat.

Y/N obeyed instantly, turning slowly to show him her back, the curve of her ass in the high-cut lace, the delicate straps crisscrossing her spine. She felt the weight of his gaze like a physical touch.

“Good girl. Now come here.”

She walked to him, and he pulled her into his lap, one hand gripping her hip firmly while the other ran down her thigh. His fingers skimmed the inside of her leg, teasing but not touching where she wanted him most.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” he murmured, lips brushing her ear. “How you’d look in this. How wet you’d be for me. Want me to check?”

Y/N whimpered as he slipped his fingers beneath the lace, stroking through her folds slowly—then pulling his hand back to show her just how wet she was.

“You’re dripping, sweetheart. All that for me?”

She nodded, breath catching, body already trembling.

He brought his fingers to her lips. “Taste.”

She sucked them into her mouth without hesitation, watching his pupils dilate as she did.

Matt growled under his breath, then stood, lifting her like she weighed nothing. He carried her to the bed and laid her down in the center, spreading her arms above her head. “Don’t move,” he warned, as he reached into the drawer and pulled out the silk ties they’d left there earlier.

He bound her wrists to the headboard, not tight—just enough to remind her who was in control. “You trust me?” he asked, brushing her hair back from her face.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Then be good and take everything I give you.”

And she did.

He started slow—kissing her neck, her collarbone, his tongue tracing patterns across her skin. Then he sucked a mark just above her breast, and another lower down, and another between her thighs. He licked her through the lace, then peeled the panties aside and buried his face between her legs like a man starved.

Y/N cried out, unable to pull away or push closer. All she could do was take it—his tongue, his fingers, the filthy praise spilling from his lips as she squirmed beneath him.

“Look at you, tied up and moaning for me,” he murmured against her thigh. “So fucking sweet. So needy. My perfect little wife.”

Her orgasm hit hard—writhing, gasping, his name breaking from her mouth like a plea.

But he didn’t stop.

He kept going, two fingers inside her, thumb on her clit, lips brushing her inner thigh as he watched her fall apart again and again.

Only when she was trembling and boneless did he finally unbuckle his belt and press the thick head of his cock to her entrance.

“Beg for it.”

“Please, Matt—please, I need you.”

He slid in deep and slow, groaning at the feel of her, the stretch, the way she clenched around him like she’d never let him go.

And then he fucked her—hard, relentless, with her wrists still bound and her body open beneath him. Each thrust hit deep. Every sound she made only spurred him on.

“Say it,” he growled into her ear. “Tell me who owns this pussy.”

“You do,” she gasped. “You—fuck, Matt, you do.”

“That’s right. Mine.”

He kissed her hard as she came again, her body pulsing around him, and then he followed with a deep, guttural groan, spilling into her and collapsing against her chest.

For a moment, everything was quiet again—just breath, skin, sweat, and the steady beat of their hearts.

He untied her gently, kissed her wrists, then pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her.

“You okay?” he asked, voice soft now.

She nodded, nuzzling into his neck. “More than okay.”

Matt smiled, brushing a kiss to her temple. “Good. Because I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

Y/N barely had time to catch her breath before Matt was on the move again. He’d cleaned her up with a warm towel, whispering quiet praises against her skin. But the way he looked at her—hungry, calculating—told her the night was far from over.

“You didn’t think I was done, did you?” he asked, already digging through the black leather travel case he’d brought. “You were such a good girl for me. You deserve to be ruined properly.”

Y/N shivered in anticipation as he pulled out a small black vibrator, sleek and silent, glinting under the soft lighting. Her breath hitched.

“On your knees,” he said, voice suddenly harder.

She obeyed, crawling to the edge of the bed, her skin still flushed, thighs trembling. Matt stood behind her, running a warm palm over her ass, then spreading her cheeks slowly as he pressed a kiss to her lower back. He places the vibrator onto her clit

“You’re taking it so well, baby… look at you, so fucking perfect like this.”

After a bit he turned it all the way up, she gasped at the vibration, the pressure. He massaged her hips, groaned under his breath, and climbed up behind her again.

Then came the dildo.

He pressed it onto her cunt before slowly sliding it in, hearing her moan was like music to Matt’s ears he groans at her pleasure like it was his job. He watches from behind as he continues to slowly thrust the toy in and out of her.

“Color?” he asked, voice low.

“Green,” she whimpered.

“Good girl.”

He kept the toy in place with one hand and used the other to tease the dildo, rolling his hips against hers, not entering—just letting her feel his cock pressed against her soaked core.

Y/N moaned helplessly, already shaking, already close again.

“You’re gonna come like this,” he said. “With the dildo in, with the toy on you, and me watching every fucking second.”

She whined, hips bucking, body overwhelmed—and then he leaned forward, reaching beside the bed to grab the mirror he’d positioned earlier.

He dragged it closer so she could see herself. Hair a mess, lips swollen, chest heaving, her knees spread wide and trembling as he kept the vibrator pressed to her.

“Look at yourself. Look how wrecked you are. You’re mine, Y/N. Say it.”

“I’m yours,” she cried. “I’m yours, Matt—please, I’m so close—”

And then she broke.

Her orgasm hit like a wave, loud and desperate and beautiful. Her body clenched around the dildo, juices soaking her thighs, and Matt was there for every second—whispering filth in her ear, rubbing soft circles on her clit even after she came.

“Again.”

“Matt—please—too much—”

“You can take it. One more.”

He took the dildo out than pushed inside her in one hard thrust, cock sliding deep while the toy buzzed between them. The stretch, the pressure from the dildo, the overstimulation—it was all too much and exactly right.

She came again just minutes later, screaming into the sheets as he fucked her through it, hard and fast and punishing, chasing his own high.

“Fuck—gonna fill you up—make you wear it all night.”

And he did.

He collapsed beside her when it was over, pulling her into his arms like she was the most precious thing in the world. His fingers trailed her spine lazily, lips brushing her temple.

“You okay, sweetheart?”

She smiled, still hazy from the high, and turned to face him. “I’m perfect.”

He reached up and cupped her cheek, thumb tracing just under her eye. “You were incredible,” he murmured. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you. You’re everything.”

Y/N’s heart fluttered, her throat tight with emotion. She leaned in and kissed him—slow, lazy, and sweet. Nothing urgent now. Just love.

“I still can’t believe we’re married,” she whispered, their foreheads pressed together.

Matt smiled. “I can. I’ve been waiting for you forever.”

She smiles and closes her eyes, Matt gets the hint and wraps his arms around her and closes his eye’s slowly falling asleep.

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been working on this one…let me know if you want the part two to “ordinary” now😭 (yes i did take awhile sorry life’s been busy)

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The slutty mirror pics in the bathroom

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no pressure tags!!- @sturnioloshacker @mattbrainrot @christinarowie332 @sturniolosblanket @mattslut

i hope you’re having/had a good day!! and remember you’re so so so loved🩷 (thanks for the tag bby!! @courta13 )

Self care Sunday!

Reblog with your self care activity and your fave comfort pics of the triplets <3

Its been a heavy week on Sturn tumblr so I think we all deserve a good day of self care

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[mattscumslutt]

The sigh I just let out…

He’s my dorky boyfriend in another life

I swear on it

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so guys i will be writing that part two today and POSSIBLY a chris blurb, if you would like for me to write a chris one what would you guys like to see? also anyone wanna be on a tag list?🩷

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honeymoon won!!!

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if anyone could please give me any tips on how to really make my account come to life and make a masterlist would be so so so helpful and very much appreciated🩷🩷 (i’m really trying to become a writer it’s what i’m good at i js need a little help starting) and who wants to be on a tag list??

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goodnight kisses — matt sturniolo

summary: where you won't kiss matt goodnight

inspired by

The evening was winding down, and the soft glow of bedside lamps illuminated the cozy bedroom where you and Matt were preparing for bed. You had spent a relaxing evening together, watching movies and laughing, and now Matt was ready for one of his favorite nighttime rituals—a goodnight kiss from you.

As they settled under the covers, Matt leaned in with a warm smile, his eyes full of anticipation. “Goodnight, baby,” he said, leaning in for a kiss.

You, with a playful glint in your eye, gently turned your face away, evading his lips. “Goodnight, Matt,” you said, your tone light but with a hint of mischief.

Matt paused, a bit taken aback. “Did you—did you not want to kiss me tonight?”

You just smiled sweetly, not offering any explanation. “Just feeling a bit tired. Maybe later.”

Matt shrugged it off, trying to mask his disappointment. He repositioned himself and tried again. “How about now? Can I get my goodnight kiss?”

You pulled away again, this time with a little giggle. “Maybe in a bit. I’m really sleepy.”

Matt’s smile faltered slightly, and he sat up a bit, confusion beginning to show on his face. “Baby, what’s going on? You’re acting a little strange.”

You continued to play along, still not revealing her prank. “I’m fine, Matt. Just not in the mood right now. Maybe tomorrow.”

Matt’s brow furrowed, and he glanced at you, clearly puzzled. He tried once more, leaning in slowly. “Just one kiss, please?”

You gently pushed him away, your smile still in place but your eyes betraying a hint of concern. “I really am tired. It’s been a long day.”

Matt’s confusion deepened, and a tinge of sadness began to show. He looked down, trying to make sense of the situation. “Is everything okay, baby? Did I do something wrong?”

Your heart ached at his genuine confusion and the sadness in his voice. You sat up, your playful demeanor giving way to concern. “No, Matt, you didn’t do anything wrong. I just—”

You stopped as a smile crept onto your face. “Actually, I was just playing a little prank on you. I wanted to see how you’d react if I didn’t give you a goodnight kiss.”

Matt’s eyes widened in realization, and he let out a relieved laugh, though his earlier sadness lingered. “You’re kidding! I was starting to think I’d done something wrong.”

You reached out and pulled him close, cupping his face in your hands. “No, not at all. I just wanted to see how much you’d miss it.”

Matt chuckled softly, his disappointment melting away. “Well, you got me good. I was really worried for a moment there.”

You leaned in and finally gave him the goodnight kiss he had been waiting for. “Sorry for making you worry. I just couldn’t resist a little fun.”

Matt’s expression softened, and he kissed you back tenderly. “Just let me know next time before you pull a prank like that. You had me all confused.”

You smiled, snuggling close to him. “Promise. I’ll make it up to you.”

Matt wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer. “You already did. Just having you here is enough for me.”

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[mattscumslutt]

slutty!reader x bsf!matt

| slutty!reader

• cherries. ripped tights. no bra. cigs. isn't really a slut, just acts like it. yapper. switch. hidden tats. sparkles. swings both ways. digital cameras. tequila. tiny shorts. wears matts favorite color to get him going. deftones. miu miu & vivienne westwood. pouty lips.

| bsf!matt

• rings. flirty. baggy clothes. clairo. down bad for cherry. soft dom. listens. prada. late night drives. jealousy. arctic monkeys. clingy. keeps a hair tie on his wrist. beach walks. cherrys photographer. autumn. polaroids. animal lover. anti social. attitude with everyone but her.

| them

a/n - ahhh i'm so excited for this au

[mattscumslutt]

There is a way to write shit tastefully, and you didn’t even ATTEMPT to do that. Take that shit to ao3 not tumblr!

And then you fucking with 14 year olds? KIDS!? THEN YOU TALKING TO 17/18 YEAR OLDS!? TEENAGERS AND YOU 28!? BITCH I WISH SOMEBODY WHOS 28 WOULD TRY TO TALK TO MY 14 YEAR OLD NIECE AND DATE HER! IM BEATING YOUR ASS AND IDC!

YOURE WEIRD AND YOU NEED YOUR ASS BEAT IF IMMA BE HONEST!

I DONT PLAY WHEN IT COMES TO PEDOS AND GROOMERS!

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This might actually be me if the triplets don’t post a video of them in Milan

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guys seriouslt i’m not okay like i’m actually not okay like i need his dick down my throat rn

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thinking about blindfolding matt with his expensive tie and telling him how much of a pretty boy he is

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ᯓ★ 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓.

༘⋆ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fingering, thigh riding, finger riding. matt’s got an absolute filthy mouth.

༘⋆ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: matt x needy!reader

𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑻𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑶𝑭 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑫𝑬 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮…

“first you cop an attitude with me for not givin’ you attention for five minutes, and suddenly you expect me to fuck the attitude right out of you? that’s comical, sweetheart. really.” matt snorts at your pitiful little attempts at pawing at his lap. you were desperate for any attention he’d give you today. to say you were needy was an understatement, and matt just wasn’t having it. you’d pushed every single button he had, burnt every nerve end in his brain, and god, you just wouldn’t quit. he had shit to do and you were nothing but a distraction.

you weren’t giving up and he knew it. after trying and failing to get this editing finished, matt knew just how to shut you up. he pushed his laptop to the farthest end of the couch and with one swift move, his arm wrapped around your waist and tugged you to his lap, positioning you to straddle just one of his thighs. it had you relieved, but so red in the face because he was not happy with you. how could he be?

“c’mon, you needed me so bad, go ahead.” matt spits, motioning his head toward where your thighs spread around his. you were so glad that you decided to stay in just one of his t-shirts today and nothing else, or else this would have taken much longer. his hands found purchase on your hips, pushing and pulling gently to get your hips rocking against his leg.

“i mean look at you, practically sittin’ here panting like a fuckin’ puppy just because you got yourself all worked up and soaked, for what? s’pathetic.” he chuckles, the look on his face was nothing less than sinister when you began to move on your own. he absolutely loved the look on your face and the pretty little whines that fell from your mouth when you got exactly what you wanted. your hands fell to the front of his shirt, fingers curling around the fabric for leverage as you ground your hips against his thigh. the rough material of his jeans against your bare, dripping pussy did absolute wonders, but it just wasn’t enough. matt knew that. however, he leaned back into the couch and just watched you, eyeing your every move, not moving a muscle.

your hips rolled feverishly, chasing even more friction than you were already getting and crying for more. “m-matt, need more. want your fingers, please..” you begged, your heart racing and face flushed.

matt all but laughed at your begging. he was shocked that even with him letting you get yourself off on your own terms still wasn’t good enough for you. but, he had work to do, he needed to make this quick. matt sat up, bringing a hand forward to pat your hip, “lift up.”

you complied, lifting your hips away from his thigh just long enough for his fingers to curl around the front of your soaked panties to dip them between your warm, wet folds. matt clicks his tongue, shaking his head slowly with an unamused smirk, “spoiled fuckin’ brat.” seconds later, he had two fingers stuffed inside of you, keeping them curled just right where you needed them. any other time, that shaky little mewl of yours would have had his dick aching, but not this time. he enjoyed watching you make such a mess of yourself.

your lips quivered as they parted, short, breathy whines falling from the back of your throat as you pushed yourself down against his digits, making them prod at your g-spot instantly. you trembled from head to toe, just waiting for him to move them like he normally would. he wouldn’t budge. “act like a fuckin’ brat and you get treated like one. that’s the rule. i’m not movin’ a muscle. you can do it yourself.” matt noted, giving you that same look as before; a silent push for you to continue. so you did. he watched you hungrily as you fucked yourself against his long fingers, noting every time you moved a certain way that it ripped such a beautiful moan out of you.

“look at that. takin’ my fingers so well, all by yourself. what a good fuckin’ girl. it’s a damn shame, that attitude you’ve had. could’ve waited a little while longer and i would have fucked you dumb. poor baby.” matt coo’ed, now bringing his thumb up to press against your puffy clit just for that little bit of extra friction. it was all you needed to have you bouncing desperately against his fingers while you chased and reached the orgasm that you so desperately needed all day long.

matt’s bottom lip pulled between his teeth in pure focus as you fell apart, cumming all over his fingers and clenching around them, crying out in pure ecstasy as the high rocked through you, making you tremble and shake from the intensity of it all. he didn’t move, not until you finally were able to calm yourself down.

he tapped your hip again with his free hand, signaling you to sit up once more. he pulled his fingers out of you slowly, deliberately dragging his fingertips along your velvety walls. that made you shake even more, earning you a pleased chuckle from matt. you were hardly even able to focus until you watched him bring his fingers to his lips, sucking them clean of the mess you’d made on them. you watched him in awe, the sight making your stomach flutter all over again.

“now, go get yourself cleaned up and let me finish. that attitude adjustment you need? i’ll handle it later.” matt spoke, nodding for you to move from his lap. you left an obvious wet patch on his thigh, and it just made him shake his head. you were a goddamn mess today, and he was hell bent on getting you to act right.

a/n: hi. if you guys cannot tell what my hyperfixation has been lately, it’s matt and his 10 mile long fingers. my inbox is always open and im always accepting requests and anything else! i’m happy to chat. ꨄ

love, ℳ.

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ᢉ𐭩Deep Whisper, Dirty Mindᢉ𐭩 (dividers by @bernardsbendystraws)

Summary: Readers obsessed with Matt's voice, that's it~ (NSFW)

You were going absolutely feral. Matt's hands rubbing up and down the soft flesh of your thighs, his lips peppering soft kisses along the area of your collarbone, and his fucking voice. His voice could make you cum alone but when he adds his hands and lips to the mixture your sopping. The soft open mouth kisses he presses onto you leaves small wet rings of saliva along the skin of your neck. "Yeah c'mon baby just stay still, just like that I promise you'll be able to cum on my big cock soon okay?" he coos, the sound of him praising himself just makes your cunt soak your white laced panties. God his voice could make you do anything. You watch as his hands trail down your stomach, inching to where you need him most. His fingers trace from your thighs down to your clothed pussy.

His fingers looped around the waistband and tugged it down and off your legs, tossing them to the floor. "fuck baby so fucking wet f'me huh?" he questions as he pecks your lips. "Yeah, so wet just for you, Matt...." you mutter out as your hips buck towards his hand, your pussy begging for pressure and attention. "Matt, don't tease." You state in a whiny tone which makes him chuckle. "Okay okay fine~" he brings his fingers up to your mouth, nudging your lips with the tips. "Open" he demands softy and you obey almost immediately. His long digits slide into your mouth, coating them in your saliva before pulling them out with a pop sound. He smiles, slipping both fingers in without warning, pulling a sharp gasp from your mouth. "Take it, cmon I know you can baby~" he coos teasingly as he pumps them faster, curling them to brush that sweet spot inside you.

"Y-yes fuck Matt your gonna make me cum!" You squeal as the euphoria of pleasure floods your body, making your legs shake and back arch. "That's it, atta girl~" he lulls as he slows the movements of his fingers. As you come down from your high, you look up into his glassy blue eyes, seeing the desperation and lust in them. "God your so hot when you cum, I'm so fucking glad I'm the only one who can see it-" he says and smashes his lips on yours, fumbling with his belt and stripping his pants and boxers off. "Need to be inside you..." he murmurs as he runs his red, leaking head along your soaked folds, gently nudging at your dripping entrance. Small spurts of pre-cum leak from the sensitive tip, making your cunt even more soaked. "Fuck okay..." he breaths out as he rips a condom open with his teeth, halting as he hears your voice. "Can we...can we go raw?" You plead softly and he chuckles, nodding as he tosses the package aside before lining up.

"If we go raw you gotta know you might get a baby 'cause I will not pull out of this pussy..." he whispers as he kisses you, pushing in. The stretch of his dick makes you whine, the pain just adding more to the pleasure. "So big fuck-" You choke out, and you both moan as he bottoms out. "Fuck I'm never using a condom again, how do you feel so fucking good?" He whimpers with a chuckle. He starts to pull back until just the tip is in before slamming back at a slow but rough pace. "Oh!" you cry out as his tip grazes your cervix, the pleasure bringing tears to brim your eyes. "look at me...look at me!" he demands gently as he grips your chin, making you lock eyes with him. "be a good girl and look at me while you cum on my cock okay?" he growls as his thrusts get harder. The only sounds heard are skin slapping and moans.

"That's it, that's it...there you go cum on this cock that's fucking you so good~" he coos as he thrusts harder, your legs start to tremble, your eyes roll back, and you repeat his name like a prayer as you fall off the edge. As he approaches his orgasm he tries to hold back but as he looks down and sees you start squirting from the immense pleasure he groans and spills his seed deep in you. "Holy f-fuck!" he groans and collapses on top of you. After some time of coming down, he pulls out, "I'm gonna go get water and a towel, you rest okay?" he demands more than he asks as he leaves the room. God he could make you do anything with that voice of his.

This isn't as long as I'd want, but this is my fic for 300 followers! Thank you so much, never thought I'd make it past 100 but I love each and every one of you <3

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