#=nerd!matt

[sturnslutz]

berry goes to matt's house for a little "tutoring session."

warnings: weed smoking, shotgunning, making out, grinding/dry humping, no actual p in v, basically sub matt, use of “mama”

the drive to matt's house didn't take very long. he insisted earlier in class that he could come pick you up in his brand new family van they recently got, but you denied politely as you had to do a couple errands for your aunt before seeing matt.

a couple textbooks and your laptop filled your passenger seat alongside your purse and whatever you needed. you didn't know if matt smoked or not, chris did, but you didn't really expect matt to. you brought a couple blunts just in case.

you sent matt a small message stating you got to his house as you knocked the door three times softly. he hearted it before shortly arriving after to the door. his face flushed a soft red as he smiled at you softly, muttering a small "hi."

"hey, matt. just you home?"

matt opened the door wider for you to come in, which you did. looking around, it looked a lot more normal then your house did which was filled with bright colors and aesthetics that you and your aunt love.

"yeah, my parents are at work and chris and nick are out somewhere, i'on really know." he said softly as he shut the door. he trailed behind you as you started exploring and walking around, which he made no effort to stop you, but was rather intrigued.

"sorry it's not much. our house is kinda boring." he said as he scratched the back of his neck, a bit worried you were going to judge him. did he really think you were like that? he couldn't help himself but inhale the trail of strawberry perfume filling the air around the both of you.

you stopped your movements abruptly, which almost made matt bump into you. "matt, do you think i'm a horrible person or something? i love your house, no matter what. i'm actually quite fascinated with it. i've never been in a house which wasn't maximalist to the max, or filled with a range of every color. i like this simple look."

he searched your face for any hint you were lying, but your big eyes just looked up at him with the most genuine honesty. he smiled softly, looking away and running a hand through his hair. "thank you. i really appreciate it. do you wanna head up to my room now? i think you'll like it a lot."

you face brightened even more at the thought, eliciting a big smile across your face. "yes, of course! lead the way.” he nodded and turned, beginning to walk to the staircase as you followed after him.

his room was the complete opposite of what you thought it was. it was filled to the brim with comic posters, action figures, legos of every universe, so many stuffed animals, and everything matt couldn't express in words, but rather filled his thoughts.

"sorry, it's a lot. it's really nerdy too." he said softly, his voice shaking a bit. you looked around the room in awe, genuinely surprised he's embarrassed by this. you would love to have a room like this.

"it's not, at all. i actually love it so much. its so you. i like being able to see what you're interests are." he smiled again softly, his blue eyes scrunching up in his glasses as he ran a hand through his hair, again.

"thank you, berry. i really appreciate that. so, do you wanna start studying?" he sits down on his bed, sitting in a criss-cross position as he looked up at you through those damn glasses that you adored. he looked so hot like this.

"yep. i brought some papers i need to finish." you sat down, tossing your shoes off and sitting in the same position as him, but across him as you grabbed your bag, dumping it. his eyes skimmed through the papers, but noticed something he didn't expect.

two blunts sitting right next to each other.

you saw him look at them, and you chuckled softly. "didn't know if you smoked or not, but they help me relax and study better. thought i could smoke one here, if you're cool with it."

he looked up at you again, nodding a bit. "y-yeah sure, i don't mind. do you think it'll make my room smell?" he asked a bit nervously. his parents knew that chris smoked to help with his adhd, but he didn't want them to think he did it also.

you nodded, picking them up and looking for the lighter through your papers. "yeah, probably because it's a blunt and not a cart, those don't smell as much. but don't worry i got some perfume that makes the weed smell basically disappear."

his face seemed to understand but also didn't. "a cart- whats that?"

you laughed a bit again, rubbing his knee. "nothing you need to worry about." he nodded again, now directing his attention to a couple of your papers, trying to understand what he actually needed to help you on.

what he didn't notice though, was you holding one of the blunts up to your mouth and lighting it, and when he did, it was when you blew the smoke towards him causing him to cough a bit. "shit- sorry baby. are you okay?" he nodded, his coughing wearing down. what caught him again off guard was the name you called him. baby.

"yeah, i'm okay." you took another hit, now redirecting it to the door area before looking down at the papers. he seemed to notice your calmer demeanor and wondered if the weed actually did make you focus better.

he didn't notice himself staring at the blunt that was fiddling in between your fingers, but you did. "wanna hit?" his attention came back to you as his eyes opened a bit wide. "what? no-no. well maybe? i don't know how to!" he panicked a bit, making you laugh.

"you don't have to hit it. i'll help. you ever heard of shotgunning?" you take another hit, a smaller one now to help preserve it. "like the chugging beer thing?"

"well, yes. that's also shotgunning, but there's another kind. it's where i take a hit, but blow it into your mouth then you inhale and let it out. it'll get you high also."

knowledge of smoking was not something matt ever thought he would be learning, but he wasn't really complaining.

"oh-okay. yeah, we can do it." he said, waiting for the rest of your instruction. you smiled, moving the papers off the bed as you handed him the blunt to hold, so you wouldn't burn yourself. you sat back up right, taking the blunt back into your hand.

"okay, just relax, lemme do what i need to do. also, can i straddle you? it helps me actually do it right." he was taken aback a bit at the thought of you actually getting on top of him, but nodded. "y-yeah. sure. go ahead." he leaned back into the bed more as he stretched out his legs and you climbed on top of him, right above his cock.

he was praying that he wouldn't get a boner as he knew you would feel it, so tried to look elsewhere, now fairly interested in his poster of pokemon he got when he was 11.

you chuckled a bit, grabbing his face in your left hand, redirecting his face towards you. "it's not gonna work if you're not actually looking at me, matt." he muttered a small "sorry" as you lifted the blunt to your lips, taking a big hit before leaning down.

your lips touched his as he let out a soft gasp, allowing you to blow the smoke into his mouth. once you blew most of it in, you leaned back up, watching his face. "inhale, good, now exhale." he did exactly as you said, but letting out harsh coughs in result.

you smiled at him as he finally regained his breath, looking up at you. his face was flushed as a cherry, but he laughed a bit. "that was my first kiss." he softly admitted, but this time not taking his eyes off you.

"really? wanna have another?" you smirked as you leaned back down, putting the blunt back in between your lips as you let out a puff of smoke, filling the air once around you both again. you finally had finished it, burying it's end into the table next to his bed as he nodded.

you leaned back all the way down, reconnecting your lips with his. he was very patient with it and being gentle. he let his hands fall to your hips as the kisses deepened, a very noticeable poke in between your thighs now.

your tongue made it's way into his mouth, matt happily accepting it. for what was his first kiss, he sure was good at it. you couldn't help but notice the ache in between your thighs, right where matt was. you started absentmindedly grinding against him, causing matt to moan into your mouth as you smirked and pulled away, a string of saliva connecting the both of you still. his flushed face and lopsided glasses made you even wetter than before.

"y'ever had a girl do this to you before, baby?" you tease him a bit, obviously knowing his answer. he shakes his head softly, burying his forehead in your neck. "n-no." "feel good, huh?" he whined softly as your hand reached to his head, gently pulling his hair. "mm-mhm."

"need words, matt." you tug a bit harder on his strands, causing a even louder whine to come from his throat. "yes, feels good." you nodded, grabbing his head out of your neck and softly pushing it back down on the pillow as you kiss him again.

this time, he was more hungry. his kisses were intense, like he was trying to kiss you deeper despite the minimal space between the both of you.

grinding against him was easy, his boner was very evident through his sweatpants, and you grinding against him gave him pleasure he never knew could erupt in him.

“fuck- mama, i’m close” he whimpered a bit softly as his hands gripped your ass through your pants, his hands roaming every inch he could. “yeah? cum for me, matt. i’m right here behind you.” you moaned softly as your head fell against his chest.

you pushed your hips closer to his, your movements minimal but rather putting pressure on his covered cock and your covered ache.

“fuck! berry!” he whimpered loudly as a warm spot filled the space between you two. you looked down as the dark grey spot grew larger with every twitch of his cock in his pants.

“i’m almost there, matty. can you cum again?” his fucked-out look without actually being in you, was so hot. you don’t know when, but he took off his glasses and set them aside, now allowing you to see his slightly red, dilated big blue eyes perfectly.

you don’t know if it’s the high, but just looking at him made you cum faster against him than you expected. your orgasm came as a surprise for you, loud moans coming from your mouth as your head falls against his chest.

he came for the 2nd time right after. moans and strangled whimpers fall from his mouth, filling the room with even more pretty sounds. as you both caught your breath, you rested against his chest, as his fingers played with your hair a bit.

your clothes sticking to you because of the sweat made you ick and he could tell you felt like this from your movements, almost trying to take it off.

“do you want me to get you some new clothes? i need to change anyways.” he whispers to you softly. a nod comes from you as you roll off him, flopping to the other side. his pants had a very evident dark grey area from the combination of your liquids flowing through your clothing.

a small chuckle falls from him as he looks down. he stands up, but his legs are wobbly, causing him to fall back on the bed. “what the hell?” he mutters a bit as his legs become a bit tingly.

“just relax a bit more, this was probably the first orgasm you had that actually made your body feel different, right?” you whisper a bit as you rub his arm a bit.

he hums a bit and nods, taking your advice. once he finally felt like he could stand properly, he walked carefully to his dresser. he pulled out 2 of his shirts, and 2 new pairs of sweats, and 2 new pairs of boxers.

“i don’t have any underwear so are boxers okay?” he walks over and hands the clothing to you as you hand him his glasses, immediately bringing back his vision.

“yeah, thank you matt.” he nods a bit as he walks out of his room, changing in the bathroom. you stood up and changed into his slightly oversized clothing, but extremely comfortable.

he knocks a couple times against the door as you allow him to come in. you were already laying back down in his bed, and his heart swoons seeing you in his clothing. he lays down next to you, fiddling with his fingers a bit.

“do you want to study a bit more?” he asks randomly, causing you to laugh loudly.

“didn’t we learn enough? we’ll just do it later.” he nods, understanding. both of your thoughts are interrupted at the sound of the front door opening, and chris and nick’s voices flowing through the house.

matt looks at you with worry in his eyes, but you rub his arm, helping him relax. “don’t worry, just relax. can i stay over? it’ll help me give them a better reasoning as to why im in your clothes.”

he nods immediately. “sure. of course. i’m sure my parents won’t mind. what about yours?”

“nah, my aunt won’t care. i live with her right now. sometimes i go to my parents’ house in upstate.” you explain to him as a knock comes through the door. “hey matt? you home, man?”

chris’s voice is heard as matt stiffens up once again. “just chill.” he lets out a breath as he talks. “yeah, i’m here.” and that lets chris in. his eyes immediately fall to matt, but then look to you as he gasps a bit.

“matt’s here, and berry’s here… in matt’s room? what the hell…?” it was clear chris was a bit high just like you and matt. the scent of weed also hits chris’s nose as he lets out another question. “were you guys smoking?”

“hey, chris. i came because he was tutoring me, and i smoked a bit because you know how it helps me study better. it’s getting late so matt told me i can stay here, and he allowed me to be in his clothes.”

chris nods slowly, but seemingly understands. “ight. mom and dad are staying at aunt cathy’s house tonight, so it’s just the 4 of us tonight, okay?”

his sight goes between you and matt as both you and matt nod. “okay, i got another blunt for later if you and nick wanna smoke it with us.” chris nodded at you, glancing out matt’s window. “hell yeah, but when it gets a bit darker out. so like 10? it’s saturday tomorrow so we’re good.”

you look at matt for a confirmation to which he nods, once again. “yeah, okay.” he says softly. chris walks out, and you plop back down next to matt, rubbing his shoulder. “you okay?” he smiles and hums. “yeah, i’m good. that felt really good.”

“i’m glad. dry humping is good, but actual sex is amazing. we aren’t there yet though.” his eyes widen a bit at the thought of actually having sex, but relaxed a bit at your reassurance.

“mhm- okay.” you smile again, rubbing his cheek a bit. “let’s take a nap before you we have to spend the whole night with energetic nick and chris.”

he laughs, nodding. he dips his head into your neck, wrapping his arm around your waist, holding you tight. he knew you two weren’t official and didn’t know if you’d actually ever be, but he knew he trusted you.

[malefantcsy]

★⋆. MATT STURNIOLO P! LINKS

ⓘ 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌， 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽．

dilf! matt when he had to get ready for work but you looked so cute sleeping (somno)

dilf! matt with milf! wife not wasting any second as soon as the kids went to sleep

married dilf! matt with doll! babysitter (cheating)

munch! matt being chronically obsessed with having chubby! gf ride his face

munch! matt thats sick but only needs one type of medicine

loser! matt with popular!tutee on valentine’s day

big dick! matt is for the chubby girls btw.

dilf matt after seeing babydoll! gf in a skirt he bought her.

big dick! loser! matt getting experience from slightly chubby! bsf

[mattsnight]

Confident!reader giving inexperienced nerd!matt a handjob for the first time ! ✧₊⁺

“I’ve never..” matt took a long deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. You are on your knees in front of him with your hands on his thighs and he’s sweating. “I’ve never did any of this.” He admits, covering his face with his hands. Yeah, he was really embarrassed about his situation.

“Oh really? Never?” You look up at him, your hands still trailing slow circles around his thighs. He tenses up almost immediately. “Shh… i can make you feel good, ‘kay?”

His breath hitches as he feels your gentle touch on his thighs. He peeks at you through his fingers, his cheeks flushed a deep red. He's never been in this position before, and the uncertainty is making his heart race. “I-I don't know if I can...”

You smile as a sign of comfort. “Oh i know you can, baby.”Matt bites his lower lip, his eyes darting between yours and your slow, soothing touches on his thighs. He's trying to relax, but his body is tense and ready to flee at any moment. He's never been touched like this before, and it's both terrifying and exciting. “Just lay back for me and relax.”

He hesitates for a moment, a mix of nervousness and curiosity clear in his eyes. Slowly, he begins to lower himself back onto the bed, his movements careful and deliberate. His heart is pounding in his chest as he lies down, propping himself up on his elbows to watch your moves. “Good boy,” you look up at him for a second before taking off his shorts.

A small gasp escapes his lips at your praise, his cheeks coloring even deeper with embarrassment and pleasure. He's fully laid back now, completely vulnerable, but trusting you. Another sharp inhale leaves his mouth as his shorts are pulled down, revealing his bare thighs and the hem of his boxers. He spreads his thighs slightly, allowing you to remove his shorts completely.

“Just relax,” you repeat. Matt takes a deep breath, trying to focus on your calming voice and the gentle touches of your hands on his skin. He closes his eyes, his brows furrowed in concentration as he attempts to relax his tense muscles. You slide down his underwear, gasping at how big he is. “Fuck..”

His body jolts as his underwear is removed, exposing him completely. His eyes fly open, and a small, embarrassed whimper escapes his lips. He's completely bare and exposed in front of someone for the first time. You gently start to stroke him, making sure he isn’t uncomfortable. As your gentle touch lands on his most intimate area, he tenses. It’s overwhelming. He looks down his body, watching as you stroke him softly, his mind reeling and his body trembling.

Then suddenly, he cums hard, making his eyes widen in shock as his body suddenly erupts in a climax. His small frame shakes as he cums all over his stomach and chest. He lets out a high-pitched, embarrassed scream, his face flushing bright red as he's overcome with the intensity of his first orgasm. “Shitt baby…” you curse, letting out a small chuckle at how fast he came.

His body continues to tremble as he comes down from his high, embarrassment washing over him in waves. He covers his face with his hands, mumbling through his fingers "I-I'm sorry... that was so fast..."

“No- no not at all, it was good for your first handjob, don’t worry about it.” You smile. Relief washes over him, realizing you weren't disappointed by how quickly he finished. He bites his lower lip, glancing down at the mess on his stomach before shyly meeting your eyes again. “Let’s clean you up, hm?” You say before standing up to grab some tissues.

[falafels]

pt.82!! <pt.81 pt.83>

katesethaaron in the club all long distances carabinered together so 1) aaron doesn’t get lost in a sea of tall people 2) katelyn doesn’t start doing cartwheels (does anyway, brings them crashing with her) and 3) seth doesn’t. just so that seth Does Not

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[sunrisemill]

Is it so insanely down bad of me to find this attractive? …maybe

[snoopychris]

nerd!matt loves your lipstick stains

there was something so relaxing about being with matt. it was so comforting. you smile to yourself as you’re scrolling through your phone, watching matt every so often as he rubs your leg gently. a certain video that shows up on your feed takes you by surprise, turning your phone off quickly. your curiosity gets the better of you, looking over at the boy beside you, his glasses discarded on your bedside table as he flipped through the pages of his calculus textbook.

“you ever watch porn?” it’s a blunt question, but one you were kind of curious to know the answer to. matt lets out a quiet chuckle as he closes the book, shaking his head as if you had asked him if 2+2 equaled 4.

“sweetie… be serious for a moment. you were like actually my first kiss obviously i’ve watched porn before… why do you ask? little freak.” matt jokes, grabbing his glasses and placing them on his nose. you chuckle as move the textbook away, allowing you to sit up on his lap as you push hair away from his forehead.

“i think you’re freakier than i’ll ever be and so your words have no effect on me.” you whisper, gently pressing a kiss to his lips. he smiles as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling away for a moment to bury his face in the crook of your neck. the place the felt the most like home to him.

“my words have an extreme effect on you.” he mumbles, sighing contently as you press a long kiss on his cheek. he frowns when he feels one of your thumbs replace your lips, furrowing his brows. “hey no what are y’doin? keep kissing me don’t stop!” he whines quietly, blue eyes staring into yours. a quiet oh leaves his mouth when he sees the lipstick stain on your thumb and around your mouth, all signs pointing to it being on his cheek too.

“that’s um... pigmented.” he jokes, cheeks growing more and more red with each passing moment, more vibrant than the lipstick stain that was so visibly present. “can i get back to my homework now? those triple integrals were getting so interesting and i really should st-“

“you’re hard as a rock and you want… to study?” matt shrugs at your words, halting any movement as you gently kiss your way down his body. you make sure that each lipstick mark you leave on his skin is prominent enough to see, going as far to even reapply your lipstick when you get to the area surrounding his thighs. you kiss the tip of his bulge gently, the red tint being barely visible on the white cotton of his boxers. a breath that was stuck in the depths of matt’s throat finds its way out, one of his hands flying to your hair while the other grips his bedsheets.

it doesn’t take long for matt to crumble. within a few minutes, his glasses are covered in the fog that came from his own sweat and his hair is sticking to all parts of his face. he looks like he’s straight out of the video that had popped up on your phone. the same video that started this whole thing. your noises are only becoming louder and more audible as time goes on, the silent gagging and moans being a music to matt’s ears. his textbook was long discarded by now, matt having knocked it onto the floor earlier. matt smiles when you pull off of him to get some air, smirking when he sees the lipstick stains that cover the lower half of your face. he wants to call you pretty, but he’s unable to with how fast you put your mouth back on him.

“please… mph fuck fuck! fuck please please oh my-“ as matt’s breaths started getting louder and louder, your movements continued to grow faster. your lipstick was smudged all over his length from tip to base, the bright red a nice contrast to the pink in his cheeks. the self-restraint that he was trying so hard to keep flies out the window when you hollow your lips, causing a loud groan to leave his lips as he thrusts further up into your mouth, spurts of his release hitting the back of your throat. youre doing your best to assist him in riding out the orgasm when a few droplets of his cum join the lipstick in decorating the bottom half of your face, making matt chuckle slightly. he throws his head back in ecstasy, eyelashes batting up at the ceiling as he reaches for your hand as a form of support.

you grab onto him gently, positioning yourself next to him once more after wiping your lips clean on an old tshirt of matt’s that was on the edge of his bed. he smiles widely as he pulls you close, tracing circles on the small of your back before beginning to speak. “i think that was better than any porn i’ve watched.”

a/n: nerd!matt in april of 2025 this is insane.

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[calicosturns]

cheerleader!reader riding nerd!matt

contains: smut, p in v, unprotected sex (not recommended), slightly sub!matt

who would've thought that this adorable nerdy guy can be that needy? no one. only you.

you love playing with strands of his fluffy curly hair, you love snatching his glasses because 'baby, you look better with contacts' and every time get an annoyed huff in response.

but more than this you love when it's only you and him, in his bedroom, trying to study. which always leads to you, straddling his lap and telling him to relax because you can do everything by yourself.

matt usually stares at you with his blue iris and you can see desire in them mixed with embarrassment. his hands on your hips when you grind against his growing bulge, causing the brunette to let out a sharp exhale and close his eyes shut.

it doesn't take long to get rid of his clothes, his grey sweatpants already somewhere on the floor with his boxers and your panties. you're already dripping wet just from the sight of matt, laying on his bed, his cheeks flushed and he stares at you as if you're the most precious thing in the world. because you are.

but only in a second, a muffled groan escapes his lips and his hold on your hips only tightens as you start moving against him, not fully taking him in yet, just teasing.

"stop—," he tries to speak, but his voice betrays him and trembles, "don't tease". the tone of matt's voice almost pleading, he manages to open his eyes and look at you on top of him. his hair tousled, glasses somewhere on the pillows and he can hardly focus on your face.

but when the tip of his cock makes it's way in your entrance, he swears, he can barely holds himself from cumming right there like a pathetic virgin, because every time with you feels like first.

you adjusts to his size, matt isn't thick, but is long enough for you to feel everything. and this is when you start to bounce on top of your beloved boyfriend, soft moans escape your parted lips every time his tip makes contact with your g-spot.

matt's fingertips digging into your skin and you know there's gonna be marks in the morning, but neither you or him care about this. the brunette guides you on top of him, so you can feel him deeper.

"m'not sure i can hold for s'long," he speaks through his gritted teeth, breathing ragged.and you know you're not gonna last for so long as well. with sharp, stuttered movements of your hips, your orgasm crashes over you like a tidal wave and you reach it with matt's name on your lips.

the sight of you, completely fucked up, rose cheeks and eyes rolled in pleasure, is enough for matt to cum as well. he doesn't even bother to pull out, too busy with how good you feel wrapped around his dick, so the brunette finishes inside you, filling you up with a guttural moan.

you collapse on top of him, feeling how his seed is now leaking from your entrance, a dumb chuckle escapes your lips and you lean closer to place a soft kiss on the tip of his nose.

"do you think einstein is proud of us for learning about friction force?" is the first thing that escapes your mouth. and matt can't help, but chuckles in amusement, "baby, john theophile desaguliers was the first to realize the role of adhesion in friction"

a/n: not proofread !!! also eng isnt my first language <3 hope yall enjoyed!!

© calicosturn, 2025

[dollymatt]

༉‧₊˚. NERD¡MATT . . .

in which matt comforts you during a storm, even when he's scared himself . . . paired with popular¡bsf reader

It’s storming so hard the windows shake. Outside, the sky rips open with every bolt, painting your dorm room in momentary whiteouts. Thunder cracks so loud it feels personal, and even wrapped in two blankets, you’re curled up like a child in the corner of your bed, heart thudding like it’s trying to warn you of something worse than weather.

You text him, ❝Are you up?❞ Three dots. Then, after a breath: ❝omw.❞ You hear the knock ten minutes later. You open the door, and he’s standing there in his hoodie, rain clinging to the fabric like he just walked through a monsoon for you. His hair is a mess of wet curls, glasses slightly fogged, his arms full, one hand gripping a bag of candy and the other cradling a crumpled fleece blanket with sheep on it.

Matt Sturniolo. Your softest safe place. ❝You okay?❞ he asks, voice a little wobbly like he’s pretending not to be just as shaken. You nod, biting your lip. Then he steps in, carefully toeing off his wet sneakers, and just like that, your room feels warmer. He’s awkward about it at first, like always. Sets the snacks down. Unfolds the blanket. Doesn’t meet your eyes. So you fix that.

You tug him toward the bed, and he follows like gravity itself is rearranged for you. The storm screams outside, but inside, you’re under fairy lights and soft cotton, knees touching beneath the blanket as you both sit shoulder to shoulder. You pass him a sour gummy, and he takes it with a shy smile. His cheek is flushed. You realise it’s not the weather.

❝Are you scared too?❞ you whisper, half-laughing. He shrugs. ❝I mean... maybe. But you’re more important.❞ It’s not flirty. It’s not dramatic. It’s just true. That’s what makes it hit harder. Your chest tightens. Matt isn’t like the others. He’s all careful glances and quiet bravery. He’s the way his fingers twitch when they’re near yours, like they know what they want but won’t ask. He’s the boy who blushes when you call him cute and stays anyway.

And right now, with his socked feet brushing yours and lightning flashing behind his glasses, you realise how handsome he is. Not just sweet. Not just smart. But devastating in his own way, doe-eyed and flushed, jaw tight with nerves, hands twitching like he wants to pull you close but doesn’t dare. So you do it.

You lean into his side, cheek to shoulder. He stills like a startled animal. Then relaxes, slowly. Like you’re teaching him it’s safe. ❝Thanks for coming,❞ you murmur. ❝You didn’t have to.❞ He turns slightly, cheek against your hair now. ❝You texted. Of course I did.❞ The storm rages outside. But it can’t touch you here.

Not with him here. Not with your fingers inching toward his, finding a home in the space that’s always been waiting for you to notice it was yours all along. You both duck under the blanket like kids hiding from the world. It’s warm and dim and smells like your shampoo and his hoodie. You’re curled up against him, your hand tucked into his, your breaths syncing slowly. Every time thunder booms, you flinch, and he squeezes your fingers just a little tighter.

Then lightning flashes right outside the window. You squeal an honest, startled sound—and instinctively bury your face in Matt’s chest. He jumps too, nearly dropping the gummy bag, but swallows hard and wraps his arms around you like he isn’t shaking just as badly. ❝It’s okay,❞ he says, voice cracked and barely steady. ❝You’re okay. I got you.❞

You feel his heart hammering against your cheek. You lean back just enough to look up at him, and he gives you the most unconvincing smile you’ve ever seen. ❝You’re scared too,❞ you whisper, trying to bite back a grin. ❝What? Me? Nah. I’m just—uh—monitoring the storm conditions. For safety.❞ You laugh into his chest, and he groans softly like he knows he’s been caught. But he doesn’t let go.Matt blinks at the ceiling of fleece above your heads and thinks, If this is it—if the storm takes us out—I could die happy right now. Because you’re here. Because you chose him. well, kind of…unofficially Because this quiet, perfect moment is everything he’s ever wanted and never thought he’d get.

𖦹 ׂ 𓈒 yap ／ ⋆ ۪ he's my sexy little nerd, do we love?

⌗ dolls . . .

© DOLLYMATT ⋆˚࿔ est. 2025 do not plagiarise or repost my works on any other platforms.

[overlygoin]

[issysh3ll]

Matt saying mommy on stream 🫶

[sturnslutz]

introducing.. nerd!matt and strawberry!reader

headcannons ab my cuties! moodboards: strawberry!reader and nerd!matt

nerd!matt who has little marvel and star wars figurines all over his room.

nerd!matt who knows everything about marvel and star wars and can talk for so long about the lore and history, and sometimes even the ships of characters.

nerd!matt who's somewhat good at drawing, but getting better day by day.

nerd!matt who has berry in a couple classes and always loves breathing in her strawberry shortcake perfume she has on everyday.

nerd!matt who grew up in his brothers' shadows.

nerd!matt who notices how everyday berry comes in, she always has something red on her.

nerd!matt who got a hard-on when berry smiled at him.

nerd!matt who loves gaming.

nerd!matt who rarely goes to parties.

nerd!matt who applied to harvard, yale, mit, sanford, nyu, uf, and penn and currently waiting for his letters.

nerd!matt who jerks himself off at night looking at berry’s instagram pictures.

strawberry!reader who always has red on her, even if that’s her nail color, or her socks.

strawberry!reader who grew up and lives on a strawberry farm in upstate massachusetts, but lives in somerville with her aunt for the school months. but goes back to upstate on the weekends.

strawberry!reader who’s kinda smart but would rather bury herself in her sketchbooks.

strawberry!reader who noticed matt when their teacher congratulated him for getting the only 100, or one of them, on each test and smiled at him.

strawberry!reader who loves wearing last minute fits and deams them to be the most comfortable.

strawberry!reader who loves playing on her red nintendo switch, and had a quackity phase (which she’s still somewhat in.)

strawberry!reader who has very lustful thoughts and squeezes her thighs whenever she sees matt looking a little too good.

strawberry!reader who loves cats.

strawberry!reader who gets called ‘berry’ by her friends and grew to it.

strawberry!reader who saw matt looking at her stories, and followed him.

strawberry!reader who does have a little weed problem but is trying to get better.

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[sturns-mermaid]

NERD CHRIS .ᐟ

WARNINGS: [ porn with little plot, reader pov, nerd chris, sub chris, p in v, unprotected (no no), creampie]

based on this post , part 2

not proof read (sorry) | wc: 489 | divider: @cafekitsune

Chris is a goody two shoes, he always had the best grades and he won many ribbons for exceeding in school. You, however, were the school's troublemaker, your parents had paid your way through college, you tried for like a week and then gave up. It was pointless, you would never get the best grades or understand any of the material.

Everyone always asked you why you even bothered to show up to class or come on campus at all, after your parents had offered to pay the rent for a studio apartment nearby. The thing was Chris caught your eye, he was nerdy with his glasses and messy hair. You started completely failing your classes so your counselor could assign you a tutor, and that’s how you and Chris had become close.

That’s how you found yourself in this situation, Chris on top of you panting into your ear as he slowly thrusted into your greedy cunt. “Mama…can’t stop mmh feels so good” he pants heavy breaths between each word, his warm breath fanning over your skin. Your legs wrapping around his waist as you pulled him impossibly closer to you, making him hit all the right spots. “Such a good boy for me, keep going” you praised, pushing his hair out of his face as you stared at him, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration.

“Mama, gonna come inside…can’t…” he sputters, his thrusts getting even sloppier as you feel his member twitch along your gummy walls, his warm seeding pumping into you. “Fuck, Chris!” you moan loudly, your breasts bouncing with each movement. His body fell limp against you, his face nuzzled in the crook of your neck, trying to catch his breath. After a moment, the realization dawned on him, realizing he came inside of you.

He quickly sits up, pulling out of you, eyebrows furrowed as he wipes his foggy glasses off on his shirt. “Mm, sorry.. Felt too good I should've have pulled out.. Got carried away,” he sputters, fumbling to put his glasses back on his face. You sit up, resting on your knees as you squirm closer to him, moving his shaky hands away from his face as you help him put his glasses back on. His big blue eye fluttered open as he blinked, staring at you.

“Hey, it’s okay baby. Don’t stress about it, okay?” you mutter cupping his face and pressing a few kisses on his pouty lips. Chris nods eagerly, his hands moving to cover yours on his face as he leans into your touch. “Come here, watch your come ooze out of me” you whisper leaning back onto your bed as you spread your legs giving him a perfect view of his release seeping from your hole.

You giggle seeing his member twitch at the sight, his finger moving to push up his glasses before he speaks. “Can we go again?” he asks with a cheeky grin.

a/n: idk how to feel about sub chris

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[anthemias]

Matt Murdock & Heather Glenn ↳ Daredevil: Born Again, S1E1 "Heaven's Half Hour"

[tessasturns]

nerd!matt giving brat!reader head

100 follower special !!

warnings… oral (f receiving), matt the munch, soft dom!matt, swearing, slight degrading, hair pulling?, edging, pet names

my first actual smut fic, mb if its ass but enjoy

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“so if a dataset has a mean of 50 and a standard deviation of 5, what percentage of the data falls within one standard deviation of the mean?” matt asks.

you groan as you fling your head back. “matt c’mon, we’re not gettin’ anywhere with this”

“alright jus’ this one question.” matt says as he acknowledges your whines. matt was smart, like really smart, and it was noticeable to anybody who saw him.

the collared shirt, big glasses, and the awkward persona were enough to give it away.

“matt” you complain. “we’ve been at this for hours… can we just wrap it up? my brain isnt working anymore.”

“c’mon sweetheart…just a couple more questions, we’ve almost finished reviewing this unit.” he said, trying to get you to cram for your exam tomorrow.

“ugh fine. one more question” you say, only agreeing because, truly, how could you say no to him?

minutes pass and all you begin to think about is the growing heat between your legs.

you uncomfortably try to adjust your legs to make it stop, but nothing works. you start to zone out, your mind racing with all the things the man in front of you should be doing.

sure, you’ve noticed how stunning matt is, i mean you are “dating” him.

you look around his dorm to try and find anything else to focus on.

but his messy hair, shirt pulled up to see his veiny arms, and the raspy voice were enough to make a woman go wild.

“hellooo? y/n?” matt calls, causing you to snap out of your trance. “hey?” you respond.

“i asked you a question- you’re not listening are you.” he realizes.

“matt ‘m sorry, but i just don’t understand this and i’m so tired” you whine.

“sweetheart, you have your exams tomorrow. if you don’t revise and study you won’t do your best on it.” he warns.

he knew you weren’t the smartest person, well at least not compared to him, but he knew that it was probably your daddy’s money that got you a spot at a prestigious university.

“just two more-” he starts, but notices the pout on your face and your crossed legs and chuckles.

“oh sweetheart, you couldn’t even wait ten minutes for us to finish this?” he says, mumbling a small ‘pathetic’ before moving closer to you.

“please matt” you whine.

“please what?” he smiles, his hand on your knee.

“pl-please touch me” you pout, knowing he wasn’t going to give in that easily.

“oh, you poor thing” he coos with faux sympathy laced on his tongue.

he rubs a hand up and down your knee, your plaid skirt you wore to tease him now sliding up your thighs.

“fuck- matt don’t tease…” you mewl, your arousal now practically dripping in between your legs.

he smirked at you, loving the way you reacted to the slightest touch and the simplest of words.

“take this off f’me, yeah?” he basically whispers, running his hand over your skirt.

you do just that as he points over to the bed. “sit” he commands.

you’re now sitting at the edge of the bed in your baby blue lingerie, waiting for matt to touch you.

he gets down on his knees, slowly kissing your now slightly shaking thighs.

your pussy aches for this man, wanting him to just touch you.

he slowly takes off your panties, disregarding them on the floor as he softly spreads open your legs.

he wraps your thighs around his head, looking up at you with those submissive ass eyes.

“matt- please i need you” you beg, your fingers intertwined in his brown locks.

he smiles at the amount of power he has over you, kissing your pussy before slowly licking your clit.

you slightly moan at the sudden pleasure, your mouth agape.

he continues this subtle yet effective movement, earning more and more moans from you.

he begins to lap his tongue around your hole, causing you to grab his hair.

his tongue moves faster and faster as your hips buck against his tongue.

“y’like that sweetie?” matt asks, moving his tongue faster (if possible.)

“oh fuck- yes matt” you whine, your brain foggy. “m’gonna cum”

“ah ah ah” he tuts, stopping his movements. “i’ll tell you when you can come doll”

this only made you whine more, since you were used to getting your way.

“f-fuck matt… i can’t take it” “oh but yes you can doll. you practically begged for it, you’re gonna take it.” he commands.

you were a moaning mess on his bed. eyes rolled to the back of your head, legs shaking, and your hands gripping at matts hair in an attempt to make him go faster.

“h-holy shit” you moan. “please i need to cum”

“hmm… have you been good?” he asks.

“yes… please matt” you groan.

“atta girl, cum on my tongue babydoll” matt’s words, tongue, hands travelling your body, and piercing blue eyes were enough to send you over the edge.

you felt your body relax and the knot in your stomach snap as you released your arousal on his tongue.

“this gonna help you ace your exam tomorrow?” matt asks jokingly, as you playfully smack his shoulder.

tessa’s notes… THANK YOU ALL FOR 100 FOLLOWERS !!! i truly didn’t know how fast i could grow over the span of 3 months, but you all made it happen and i’m so grateful for every single one of you💋. guys i literally HATEEE writing smut so i do apologize if it’s terrible, js wanted to try smth different to express my gratitude for all of you !!!

[lovestwuck]

nerd!matt masturbating to you after you leave

he had been trying to tutor you—key word, trying. you'd asked him for help with chemistry, saying you were stuck on a certain topic.

but the entire session, he could barely focus. you just looked so… effortlessly pretty. like you didn’t even realize it. and the miniskirt definitely wasn’t helping his concentration. giving him an instant hard-on.

he was honestly surprised you'd even reached out. up until now, your interactions had been limited to passing glances and the occasional wave. but now, you two were sitting across each other, chatting and smiling like it was nothing.

however, his responses became shorter, mostly nods and mumbles, his body stiff. too distracted to form proper sentences. repeating to himself to get it together.

once you left, he immediately was taking off his pants, heart pounding, head spinning. he felt ridiculous—like a middle school boy. he knew it was wrong. did he care? no. he had been suffering from the most painful boner imaginable. he just couldn't help it.

when he finally came to his release, he softly whimpered your name.

"fuuuuckkk, y/n"

he let out quiet pleas. the pleasure being too overbearing. god, you had no idea what you did to him.

© lovestwuck do not copy, steal, translate, repost any of my works

[snoopychris]

break room

in which… cheerleader!reader drops lunch off for nerd!matt

warnings: porn with some plot, matt is a Freak with a capitol F again, mentions of hickeys, semi-public sex, throat bulge, choking, matt has a spit kink, dirty talk, DEGRADATION., cum swallowing, that’s about it.

matt’s smile grows by 1000 percent when you walk into gamestop. you’re in your cheer uniform due to the basketball game later that night. “brought you food” you smile, handing him the plastic container covered in various snoopys. he presses a quick kiss to your lips, holding your neck in his hand. it doesn’t go unnoticed when he tightens his hold on your neck to make you lose your breath. you know he’s into it, you just never want to push the topic if he isn’t the first to bring it up.

“oh you’re so so sweet. how long till the game? y’got time to keep me company during my lunch?” he whispers, letting go of your neck and setting his hands on your hips. you giggle as you shrug, hands moving to his hair.

“‘bout an hour.” you smile, gently tugging on his hair. you stand on your tip toes to be able to reach him, pressing a small kiss to his neck. it’s littered with purple marks that you had left the day before, hardly faded. “you’re s’handsome.” you mumble, continuing your gentle attack on his neck. matt lets out a noise of some sort at your movements, setting you on the counter of his workplace. you adjust the glasses on his face as you stare into his eyes lustfully, silently begging for more.

“you’re playin such a dangerous game,sweetie.” he whispers, fingers trailing against your jawline. you shrug as you look around the otherwise empty game store, smirking slightly. “you get to close during your break?” you ask, biting your lip. matt nods in response, grabbing his keys from his pocket and waving them in front of you.

he locks the doors in the blink of an eye, placing the “be back in 30 minutes sign” on the door. you make your way to the back of house as he does so, placing his food on the desk. matt’s back there with you in less than two minutes, pulling you into another long passionate kiss. you giggle into it, arms flying to be around his neck. it’s a heated kiss, one that matt always seems to ignite whenever you’re in your uniform. you slowly and regretfully pull away, a noise of shock leaving your mouth when matt pushes you to be on your knees.

you look up at him with pleading eyes, kissing all around his thighs and legs with his pants still buttoned. “please…” you whimper, getting a nod of confirmation from matt to be able to free his aching cock. you unzip them and pull them down along with his underwear swiftly, finally freeing him. his hands fly to you hair as he pushes you down onto him, throwing his head backwards. he stumbles a bit to lean against the desk before he begins to move your head up and down with your hair as his only form of guidance. he groans when you stop at the base of his cock, noticing the bulge in your throat. he always knew he had been slightly above average, but seeing you like this sent him to a whole other level. you’re only able to pull away when you pat his thigh, a sign that you’re struggling to breathe. matt reluctantly pulls you off of him to let you catch your breath, bending over to see you more face to face.

“how y’doin down there?” he whispers, spitting onto your tongue slightly. you let out a moan at the feeling before pushing him back into your mouth completely. “little fuckin whore… coming to my job to suck me off during my break…” he mumbles, his speed still relentless. he can feel himself getting close to coming undone, but when he sees the look on your face he realizes that you like being talked to like that. “fucking slut. you knew you’d end up here when you walked in wearing that uniform didn’t you? knew you’d have me fucking your throat like you’re a toy you can buy at the mall.” if you didn’t have a game to get to soon, you’d let him cum all over your uniform.

he looks into your eyes for any look of concern or discomfort of his release, but when he sees none, he lets himself go. when spurts of his cum release all the way down your throat, his grip on your hair lessens and he moves his thumb down to your mouth. he pulls out slowly as a string of saliva and cum connect your lips to his tip, and he uses his thumb to break the connection. “swallow it…” he whispers, tilting your chin up to meet your gaze. and as if he hadn’t been shoved to the brim in your throat 30 seconds prior, he begins to speak. “good luck at your game. thank you for lunch.”

a/n: idk how i ended up writing about matt being a freak during lunch again but… whatever i suppose! here u guys go ^_^ kiss kiss -gen

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