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luv4kozume · 2 months

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🍯 𝐓𝐀𝐆 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 — CHRIS STURNIOLO

Chris x Fem!Reader

Contains: Swearing, pet names (baby, ma), safe word (not used), blindfold, oral f!receiving, fingering, praise, use of sex toy (vibrator), missionary, overstimulation, multiple f!orgasms, unprotected sex, squirting, creampie, established relationship. Proof read!

Synopsis: A story in which Chris finds a box of your sex toys while cleaning your room.

Word Count: 4,697

💋 — Requested: “can u do one where chris finds the readers vibrator in her room and he asks her ab if and then they have sex and he used the vibrator and make it super freaky yk”

💋 — Requested: “hiyaa!! i was wondering if u could write something where matt/chris overstimulate the reader”

a/n: I combined two requests for this one teehee.

The vibrator in this is based off the magic wand plus with four settings (not me exposing myself, bye). I may or may not have had a little bit too much fun w this request!? 😨

Served up real freaky as requested, ENJOY BABIES!!! 💞

*:･ﾟ✧ 💌 *:･ﾟ✧

A thrawt sigh fell from your lips as your fingers clicked against the keyboard. You sat in bed, your back pressed into the pillows and your knees up with your laptop resting in your lap.

You had already been pushing off this assignment for the past week and was dangerously close to the deadline. You were trying so desperately to get done with this paper as your boyfriend, Chris, sat across the room.

He sat hunched over in his gaming chair, caught in a trance in front of his PC. The sleeves of his orange hoodie draping around his arms as his fingers moved rapidly against the controller. His eyes scanning back and forth on the screen and tongue poking out in concentration.

“No! You’re fucking trash!!” He screeched into the mic of his headset, causing you to jump.

You were already overwhelmed and his constant screaming and hollering was not making it any better.

To be fair, he did ask you beforehand if you would mind if he played the game while you did your assignment. At the time the gesture seemed sweet and endearing, and you didn’t mind having him in the same room. But now you were beginning to regret it.

Even though he was irritating you, you still wanted him here with you. But you couldn’t help it when another frustrated sigh slipped out. You could feel your temples pounding as you massaged them with the tips of your fingers.

Chris’ eyes flicked over towards the corner of his PC, seeing just a bit of you through the reflection of the screen. He muted his mic and took off his headset, letting it rest on the back of neck before spinning the chair around to face you.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” He asked, in a much more relaxed tone than before.

“Nothing.” You reply, still trying to rub away that pounding headache of yours. “Just frustrated. And you’re so loud.”

He felt awful, he hadn’t even realized how disruptive he had been. The chair squeaked a bit as he rose up from it, leaving his headset and controller on the desk before making his way towards the bed.

You watched as he nearly tripped over the many clothes that scattered the floor. The bedroom had been a mess for the past week and it was driving you crazy. You just hadn’t had the time or motivation to tidy up and that may have been another reason why you felt so overwhelmed.

The mattress moved a bit as he sat on the edge of the bed, his palm wrapping around your knee in a loving manner before looking up into your tired eyes.

“Go take a shower, I got it.” He says in almost a whisper, nodding his head towards the door.

“Got what?” You ask raising a brow, he only cleaned up whenever you suggested him to.

“The room. I know you hate it when things are a mess so just chill out. I got it.” Chris repeated, a dumb smirk growing on his face at your unamused expression.

“Okay.” You huff out, shutting off your computer and placing it in the center of the bed before hopping out. “Thank you.”

“You don’t gotta thank me.” He replied, pressing a kiss against your cheek.

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The sound of the shower running had faded into the background as Chris started gathering piles of clothes from the floor. Making two separate stacks to decide what was dirty and clean.

He had made a mental goal for himself to get finished with everything by the time you get out of the shower. That way, you’d be able to fully relax. He even shut off his game.

It only took a few more minutes to finally get rid of all the clothes, which thankfully was the bulk of the mess. There was concerning amount of empty pepsi cans laying around his side of the bedroom, so he quickly gathered those and took them to the trash.

Once he returned back in the room, he checked under the bed to make sure that there weren’t any more soda cans that may have rolled under— he knew how much that drove you crazy and didn’t want to get you worked up anymore tonight.

Luckily, there weren’t any but there was something out of the ordinary that caught his attention.

“Huh?” He voiced aloud, focusing his eyes on the small pink box he had never seen before. Curiously, he grabbed onto it and slid it against the carpet towards him.

He sat on the floor with his legs crossed, the box laying in his lap. He took a peek just above the bed at the open door to make sure you weren’t in sight to see him snooping through your things. He knew how embarrassed you’d be if you were to find out.

He had just assumed it was just ordinary girly things like makeup or more clothes. But why did you have it tucked away under your bed?

His fingers grazed over the lid before finally opening it, his eyes widening at the lewd sight in front of him. He certainly wasn’t expecting that.

In the box laid a large blue and white vibrator with three small buttons on the side. It came with a charger that was laying right next to it, along with a pink, silk blindfold.

His heart raced in his chest at the many thoughts running through his mind. All he could think about was the way you could’ve used this on yourself. How you would squirm against the sheets, your face twisting up in pleasure as you pressed the toy against your clit.

An idea about tag teaming you with it consumed those thoughts. He wondered if you would be able to handle both—him and the toy—at the same time.

How you’d look and sound with your vision impaired, the vibrator pressed against you, and his dick ramming into you at a brutal pace. He thought about all the possible positions he could get you in, how your voice would begin to crack after he made you cum over and over again, how you—

“I’m starting to feel so much better!” You beamed, clutching your white bath towel up to your chest. But you don’t see Chris right away, you could hear something shut close and your boyfriend instantly shot up from the floor with his arms behind his back.

“Hey.” Chris spoke, a devious smile tugging at his lips. He tried his best to sound nonchalant but that grin on his face was a dead give away that something was up.

“Hi?” You giggle, pulling out a drawer from the dresser to get some clothes to change in.

He walks over towards you, still keeping his hands behind his back, as he shuts the drawer closed with his knee.

“What, weirdo.” You joke, looking up into his eyes.

“You just won’t be needing clothes. That’s all.” He shrugged.

“And why is that?” You ask, crossing your arms together. Assuming that it has something to do whatever he was hiding.

“Thought you’d never ask.” He replied, finally revealing the mystery to you.

Your mouth fell open and your ears grew hot, seeing your vibrator in one hand and a silk blindfold in the other. You hadn’t used either of them since you and Chris got together. In fact, you almost forgotten about them since you had them tucked away.

“Chris!” You squeal, a wave of embarrassment rushing through you. You reached out, trying to yank it away from him but you were left unsuccessful when he had it raised just above your head.

“When’s the last time you used it?” He asks, ignoring your pouting.

“I don’t remember, it’s been a while.” You huff out, adjusting your towel back up to your chest.

“Well, what do you think about using it right now?” He suggested with a smirk.

You felt like your knees were going to give out just by his simple question. You already knew exactly what he meant but you couldn’t form the right words to respond. He searched your eyes for an answer and to him, the message they were sending was blatantly clear.

You watched as he tossed the toys at the foot of the bed. Two strong hands slipped around your waist, pulling you in towards him. His fingers dug into the creases the fuzzy towel made around your figure as he pressed his lips against yours.

Your brows furrowed together, whimpering at how Chris hungrily kissed you. His tongue slipping past the plumpness of your lips to get a taste of your own. Your arms reached up around his neck, lazily draping them around his body, allowing your towel to drop around your ankles.

He only groaned into the kiss, blood rushing towards his dick knowing that you were completely nude. His hands slithered down your curves to cup your ass.

You whimpered at this, a bit of saliva trickled down your chin as his tongue swirled against yours in a way that set your body ablaze.

Your hands slid down past his chest and rested on his biceps, entangling your fingers into the soft, thick fabric of his hoodie. You gave a slight tug at his clothing, telling him that you wanted to take this to the bed so that you wouldn’t have to pull away from his lips.

You feel his grin grow on his face, letting out a low chuckle before uttering the word, “Up.”

You let out whine, jumping up from the floor and into his grasp. Scooping you up by the bottoms of your thighs and pressing your body up against his so that your stomach was flushed with his own.

The kiss now turned into a sloppy mess as you tilted your head in the opposite direction of his. Your teeth clashing together and the sounds of them smacking bounced off the walls— eliciting even more delicious groans from him that made your core tingle with excitement.

His feet dragged against the carpet as he slowly carried you over to the bed, not daring to pull away from your lips in the process. The bed frame creaked as the two of you adjusted against the mattress.

Your fingertips grazed just over his stubble, pulling him in closer as your legs fell open. Allowing for his hips to rest in between them. He swallowed each whine that escaped past your lips as he shamelessly rutted his bulge against your bare pussy. Your arousal staining the fabric of his grey sweats.

He earned another whine from you once he finally pulled away, rising up between your legs. Your chest heaved as you watched his fingers loop underneath the hem of his hoodie, tugging it up over his head and tossing it to the floor.

His black tee raising up just a bit, getting a good glimpse of the happy trail that decorated his toned stomach before falling back down. His silver chain glittering in the dim lighting the lamp illuminated in the bedroom. He saw the hungry look in your eyes, subconsciously asking him for more.

“Want this off too, ma?” He taunts, pulling at the bottom of his shirt only to leave you a flustered mess.

He already knew the answer before you gave him a cute nod, already pulling away at his clothing and letting it join his hoodie on the floor.

Your heart fluttered in your chest, seeing his hand grab hold of the small piece of silk and bringing it up to your face. You already knew what he was going to do, your arms bent so that you could prop yourself up by your elbows. This allowed him to stretch the elastic band over your head, bringing the silk down to your forehead.

“You can tell me when you want it off, okay? You know the word.” He reassured, before bringing the blindfold down over your eyes.

“Okay.” You reply, adjusting yourself back into the mattress.

Your mouth fell open just slightly and your hands balled up into weak, shy fists as they rested on your chest. You could feel your heartbeat pounding in every part of your body, nervously waiting for Chris’ next move.

Your hips buck up from the bed when you felt both of his warm hands wrap around your waist. Usually you weren’t this animated when your boyfriend touched you, but now that one of your senses had been hindered, it made every touch seem much more than it actually was. If this is how you reacted with just his hands on you how would you react to the vibrator?

His hair gently brushed against your skin as he peppered tender kisses into your stomach. You wiggled into his grasp, your arms naturally falling against your sides, allowing his head to come up further to press kisses into your chest.

You chewed on your bottom lip, feeling him cup your breasts and squeeze them together. Butterflies filling your stomach as you felt his clothed dick press into your core once again. You could feel your cheeks and ears growing hot from all the intensity.

“Let me hear those pretty sounds, baby. You know how much I love ‘em.” Chris coaxed against your skin before wrapping his lips around your nipple.

Your brows knitted together and your teeth let go of your lips, allowing a faint whimper to slip out. His chain pressing into your skin as his stomach was flushed with yours. He groaned against the plushness of your skin, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud.

“Fuck.” You whimpered, arching your back up from the bed.

Your palms flattened against his shoulder. A low vibration coursed through you as Chris hummed against your skin, loving the way your nails sank down into his flesh. Your hips squirmed underneath him, desperately trying to get that sweet relief of friction down below. It was like an itch you just couldn’t scratch.

You heard a slight popping sound once he released from your nipple, only to show the next one the same amount of attention.

His fingers pressed into the already wet, sensitive bud. Gently rolling it between his fingertips as his tongue flicked against the other.

His cock twitched against the constricting fabric of his boxers as a series of whines slipped past your lips. He loved being the cause of them and couldn’t wait to pull even more out of you.

Another popping sound came, you sighed feeling the warmth of his damp lips now pressing into your hot skin. Leaving a trail of sloppy kisses from your ribcage down to your waist. His thumbs tracing circles into your hips and a few soft strands of his hair tickled against you as his head slowly inched its way between your legs.

Two strong hands wrapped around the back of your thighs, slowly prying them open to leave you whimpering at how exposed you felt. Your heart pounded in your ears as you tried to prepare yourself for what was about to come, but Chris moved at a terribly slow pace that made it nearly impossible to predict what he was going to do next.

Was he going to use his tongue or perhaps his fingers? Or shit, maybe he’d start right off with the vibrator. All those thoughts fogged up your mind and you couldn’t tell if your face was hot with embarrassment or excitement.

Either way, all those thoughts came to an end once he finally gave you what you craved the most— direct contact.

His name slipped out in a sharp gasp when you felt his tongue flatten against your clit. He licked a stripe on it before pulling away with a smirk, humming in amusement over how worked up you were getting from just his tongue. Perhaps he should blindfold you more often.

Your fingers clenched onto the sheets, feeling his tongue start from your slick entrance. He made sure to gather each drop of your sweet juices before bringing his mouth back up to your puffy clit.

“Fuck.” You sighed, your legs quivering around his head. Your toes started to curl in and your back raised up from the mattress as he stayed latched onto your cunt as if his life depended on it.

Your arousal had already saturated his lips, dripping down his chin and soaking into the satin sheets. His grip remained strong around your hips, reducing the amount of wiggling you could do.

His prickly stubble brushed against your thighs as the sound of his lips smacking filled your ears. Butterflies swarmed in your stomach from all the lewd sounds that came from him, being sure to soak up everything in this moment.

Your fingers made their way towards his hair, combing through his locks before slightly tugging at his scalp. Eliciting a low grunt from him that sent pleasing vibrations into your core.

You whimpered as you felt that familiar knot in your stomach start to build up, a telltale sign that you were fairly close. Chris is also aware of the fact, knowing how your voice tends to get higher as you approach your high.

“Chris..” You plea, rustling against the sheets. “Baby, I’m close..”

His eyes flicked up to you, although you can’t see him, he couldn’t help but look up at you. Your lips poking out in a needy pout, your brows furrowing together, your cheeks flushed and your chest heaving— so sweet and angelic as you were slowly beginning to unravel right before his eyes.

“Come on, let go for me.” He uttered against your flesh before diving right back in and attacking your most sensitive bit.

“Oh, shit.” You cry, tossing your head back into the pillows, your whole body now levitating off the mattress. The elastic band of your orgasm now snapped after hearing his melodic words of confirmation.

His tight grip around you loosened just a bit giving you the opportunity to smush his face in between your thighs. His cheeks glowing a rosy hue as his nostrils flared against you, his tongue remained glued to your clit as you rode out your high.

Your body melted back into the sheets and your legs slowly fell back open. You exhaled a sigh as you were starting to catch your breath, only to let out a sharp gasp once you felt a sudden feeling of stimulation.

Your clit twitched against his lips as he pressed a kiss into your folds, his face now glistening in the dim lighting just as much as your pussy. A timid, shaky hand raised up to push his head away, a low conniving chuckle soon followed.

“It’s sensitive..” You whined, attempting to close your legs.

“You don’t think I can get one more out of you?” He asked in a taunting voice. His large hands roaming all over your body, sending a shiver down your spine. “Please baby, for me?”

“But—“ You start to protest, only to be cut off.

His hips made their way back in between your legs, he leaned in towards you so that his stomach was now flushed with yours. You could feel his chain dangling just over your breasts as he lowered himself down, various strands of hair now brushing against your cheek as he peppered kisses into the nape of your neck.

“You know the word when it’s too much.” He coaxed in your ear, his kisses now getting lower as his hand slithered down last your stomach.

“Chris!” You gasped, feeling the pads of his fingers press into your swollen clit. He wasted no time massaging quick yet gentle circles into your sensitivity.

“Gotta make sure you’re nice and wet for my cock, yeah?” He groaned, his fingers sliding down your slick folds, making sure to coat them up good with your juices before daring to slip inside your entrance.

Your arms draped around his neck, nails digging into his back as his lips were now pressing kisses into your cheek, slowly inching them towards the corner of your mouth and then finally your lips.

Your tongue intermingled with his own as his fingers slowly pressed their way inside, dipping deep into your wetness. Chris swallowed your moans as he started pumping the two digits inside you. Your moist, spongy walls hugged around him just right, it had his cock weeping in his boxers to be set free.

“Squeezing around me so.. fucking.. nice.” He groaned against your lips in between smacks. “Can’t wait to fill that pussy up with my dick, you’d like that, huh? Fuck you full of my cum?”

Before you could give him an answer, all of the pleasure and warmth was gone. You whined loudly in frustration, bucking your hips up into the air, desperate for more. You were working up another orgasm only for it to be snatched away in a blink of an eye.

“Be patient, baby.” He chuckles at your pathetic pouting. All you could hear was the bed frame squeaking and the weight shifting in the bed, you assumed he was getting up. “All good things come in time.”

A clicking noise soon followed that, then the sheets rustled as his knees sank back down into the mattress. You didn’t know this of course, but he had the biggest grin plastered across his face knowing that he had the upper hand in the situation— perhaps he was enjoying this a little too much.

His grey sweats and boxers were now scattered on the floor, his neglected cock rising up to his stomach, twitching at the wondrous sight in front of him. The vibrator sat up in his dominate hand as the other slowly pried your legs back open.

A low whimper escaped past your lips, feeling the head of the vibrator press against you. Chris ran the silicone along your wet folds before finally bringing it back up to your aching clit. His free hand pressed into the back of your thigh, his thumb massaging into your plush skin.

“Oh, fuck..” You whined, your body curled up towards him as he clicked one of the blue buttons on.

The toy giving off a low yet pleasing sensation that traveled all throughout your body as he pressed the toy further into your core. That same devious grin remained on his face, growing bigger by the second as he watched you squirm about. Making the weakest attempts to wiggle away from the overstimulation.

“Don’t run away, now. I haven’t even gotten to the best part yet.” He whispered, his free hand forcing your hips down in place. His thumb tauntingly brushed over the button just before raising the setting up to two.

Your legs now shaking and your bottom lip was tucked behind your teeth, trying your best to contain yourself but Chris made it terribly difficult.

“Have you ever made it to four?” He asked, keeping the silicone head right on your clit, occasionally pressing deeper into you to give you that extra pressure. Your hips stuttered in his grasp each time he did so.

You could hardly withstand the intensity of the second setting, you couldn’t possibly imagine attempting the fourth. Shit, you haven’t even experienced the third.

Your jaw fell open, attempting to give him an answer but your mind was all fogged up. Broken moans slipped out between each incoherent word, leaving you trembling in embarrassment when you heard Chris laugh.

“You can work up to it, baby. Don’t worry.” He cooed.

Your breath hitched in your throat as the bed shifted, the vibrator rocking into your cunt as he adjusted himself in the bed. His fingers wrapped around your dainty wrist, slowly bringing it up to the toy.

“Gonna be good for me and hold it up?” He says, finally passing it over to you once you replied with a feverish nod.

You whimpered as your fingers grazed his, grabbing a hold of the vibrator. Your breathing slowed just a bit as you had gotten used to the sensation by now.

That was until another clicking sound came and you nearly screamed feeling the toy rise to the third setting.

Both of your hands now wrapped around it’s handle as your entire body trembled. You were so close to letting the safe word slip out.

Despite the overwhelming amounts of pleasure coursing through you, deep down you knew that the last thing you wanted was for it to end.

“Atta girl, you’re doing so good.” Chris purred with a smirk.

His fingers wrapped around the base of his member, slowly pumping it before aligning his tip with your sopping wet entrance. His teeth tugged at his bottom lip as he teasingly ran his head against your folds, making sure to lather his cock in your juices before finally slipping himself inside.

“Fuck, fuck..” You whined, feeling your second orgasm quickly creeping up on you.

A low groan slipped past the brunette’s lips, his chin dropping down to his chest as your plush walls hugged around him in all the right ways. His fingers dug into your thighs, pushing your legs up further to your chest, causing your tits to squeeze together.

The new angle allowed him to press his way into you deeper. Your back arched as you felt his girth stretching you out, his head kissing that sweet, sensitive area inside you that made your toes curl and voice hoarse.

“Squeezing the life outta me, s-shit.” He stuttered, wasting no time ramming his pelvis into your hips.

Your whole body felt like it was on fire, your breathing quickening and your voice now raspy from how much you’ve been crying. Your clit ached against the vibrator, not knowing how much more you could take— but still refusing to say that word.

His eyes flicked down to your hands, your grip so tight on the handle that your knuckles changed color. He couldn’t hold back his laugh as he gazed at the button, so tempted to see how you’d react to the highest setting.

As much as he’d love to prolong this little session, he didn’t know how much longer he could last. Especially with you clenching around him so tight, his veins twitched along your walls as his orgasm crept up on him too.

Click!

“Chris! No, no, no..” You squealed, at the sudden change of speed. The new sensation too much to bare and had you cumming in an instant, your juices spraying all over the toy and Chris.

You dropped the toy, attempting to catch your breath but Chris kept on going. His thrusts were quicker and much more sloppy now.

He raised up your silk blindfold with a pinch, locking his eyes into your glossy ones. His hands now back on your hips, raising you up from the mattress as he pounded into you, showing you no mercy.

The sight was nearly enough to send him over the edge. Your bouncing tits, your strained voice, the erotic sound of your wetness. A grin tugged at the corner of his lips as he peered down at your core, amazed at how much you came. He really got a kick out of watching himself stuffing you full of his cock.

Your hands wrapped around his for leverage before hiccuping a quiet, “Hurry..” warning him that you were close to tapping out and calling it quits.

Luckily for him, it wasn’t long before he finally came, his hot seed spilling out into you— filling you up to the brim. You chanted his name like it was prayer, your brain unable to think of anything else other than him and his dick.

His body collapsed on top of you, his lips lazily kissing away at your pouty ones. His cock still inside you, twitching about as your thumbs traced along his rough stubble.

After a few moments had passed, he finally pulled out with a sigh, leaving you whining from sensitivity. The sheets were soaked with cum and your bodies were both a sweaty and sticky mess.

“Let’s get cleaned up, yeah?” Chris said, carrying you out of bed and towards the bathroom.

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worldlxvlys · 2 months

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HII UHMM I KNOW I KNOW BUTT CAN YOU MAKE ANOTHER JEALOUS CHRIS ONEE.. LIKE I LOVE IT SM . AND I KNOW THE BF AND THE READER BROKE UP BUT PLEASEE.

texts w/ jealous! chris (p3)

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutttt, masturbation, use of dildo, cursing, reader is in a toxic relationship, squirting

**could be cheating depending on how you view it. i’m not promoting cheating in the slightest, this is fiction. please do not cheat on anyone.

a/n: previous part

CHRIS’S POV

i stared at the set of numbers in confusion.

why did she send me her birthday?

once i saw the text she sent after that, it clicked.

she gave me her my eyes only password.

my fingers moved quicker than my mind could process, as i logged into her snapchat account.

once i was granted access, i immediately swiped up, clicking on my eyes only.

i typed in the password, and the sight i was met with made my eyes widen.

i clicked on the first picture, eyes immediately being drawn to her body.

at first, the pictures weren’t too crazy, just her in slightly revealing clothes.

they still drove me insane, though. her face was turned into a slight smirk, as though she was taunting me.

her clothing hugged her curves perfectly, showing off a minimal amount of skin.

with the next swipe, my heart dropped at the sound of a moan.

“fuck” a sweet, low moan fell from her glossy lips.

the camera only showed her face, but the sounds of her fingers pushing in and out of her wet pussy could be heard.

the noise immediately went to my dick, making my already semi-hard on worse.

“oh shit” she bit her lip as her face scrunched up in pleasure.

i began to palm my dick as i listened to the moans that fell from her mouth, wishing it was my name that she was moaning instead.

“yeah? wish that pretty dick was inside of me, huh?”

“fuck, yes” i whispered in response, as though she could hear me.

my hips jerked up into my hand when my tip brushed against the fabric of my boxers.

“wish you were buried inside of my tight walls baby, i’d milk that cock for all it’s worth”

“oh my god” i moaned out.

seeing this side of her was shocking, and it made me want more.

“fuck, i’m so close!” she moaned out as the wet sounds increased in frequency.

her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her mouth hung open as she let out a pornographic moan.

just as the camera began to pan down, the video cut off, not allowing me to see anything further.

i swiped again, and this time, she held up a pink dildo.

my eyes widened and i immediately pulled down my pants and boxers, letting my dick slap my stomach.

she spit onto the toy, and took it into her mouth.

she pushed it in and out, moaning around it while staring at the camera.

she propped the camera up, allowing me to see her matching set.

it was a lacy, bright orange that made her skin glow.

she was sat at her desk chair, and quickly stuck the bottom of the dildo to her seat.

my hand wrapped around my dick, spreading the pre-cum around my tip.

i began to pump myself as she moved her panties to the side and sat on the dildo.

“holy fuck, holy fuck” i groaned out.

i watched her boobs bounce in her bra, as she leaned back against the chair and grabbed them.

“fuck, you feel so good buried inside of me like this”

she spoke to the camera as though i was in the room with her, fueling my imagination.

i barely allowed myself to blink, not wanting to miss a single one of her movements.

she let out several choked out moans as she stuck her hand in her panties, rubbing her clit.

“ughhh” i groaned out as thick ropes of cum flew up and onto my stomach.

suddenly, she lifted herself off of the dildo.

“want a better view?” she asked before she turned around, straddling the chair.

i kept my hands at my sides, gripping onto my chair in shock.

she moved her panties once again, before sinking onto the toy again.

she left me mesmerized, mouth hung open as i watched her ass move.

she lifted herself up and down, ass jiggling with every movement as her moans got louder.

“chris! chris! i’m gonna cum”

she moaned my name.

not her boyfriend’s, mine.

she continued to moan my name as she lifted herself up and squirted onto the chair.

squeals and screams rang out from my phone as she gripped onto the chair, while her body shook uncontrollably.

i quickly swiped out of my eyes only, going back to the camera.

i started the timer for the video and propped my phone up against my desk.

i started to stroke myself again, picturing her face as she finished.

the only thing that could be seen in the camera was my face and the movements of my arm, as my dick was hidden under the table.

i looked at the camera, beginning to speak, “you really think you can tease me like that and not receive any type of punishment?” i groaned out.

“such a fucking slut, screaming my name like that” i spoke as i sped up my movements.

“couldn’t even send it directly, had to make me find it ? if you want me, i wanna hear you beg for it ma”

i let out a long groan of her name as my cum shot out of me, coating my hand.

i brought my hand into view of the camera, showing off the sticky substance.

“look at what you do to me, baby. if you want me, all you have to do is ask. you know where to find me” i spoke before ending the video, and saving it to my eyes only.

when i finished cleaning up, i sent her a text.

check your my eyes only, baby.

make sure you’re alone ;)

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hope u like <33

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stvrni0lo · 10 months

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𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞-𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐬

matt sturniolo x reader (fluff)

summary: matt and his obsession with hugging you from behind

warnings/notes: none! lmk if i missed anything

requested?: yes, tysm anon :)

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One thing you quickly learned about Matt when you two started dating was that he absolutely loved to be close to you at all times. Especially back hugs.

It didn’t matter where you were, or what you were doing. He’d always find a way to do it. It was sweet - the fact that even when you were doing other activities, he still wanted to be as near to you as possible.

There were countless examples of this.

- - -

𝟏. You were standing in the fruit and vegetable aisle, trying to find the most ripe ones to bring home. Matt had disappeared somewhere with Nick and Chris, so when a pair of arms snaked their way around you, you were confused.

“Hey,” Matt’s voice muttered as he rested his chin against your shoulder.

You visibly relaxed as you turned to look at him.

“Hey,” you replied, “I’m almost ready to go, I just wanna get a few apples.”

He mumbled a quiet ‘mhm’ as he watched your hands put the fruit in a bag, admiring how much care you were putting into such a mundane activity.

You smiled to yourself as you felt Matt squeeze you close to him. Normally he wouldn’t be so affectionate in public - but when he was tired he tended to be clingy.

This was the first time you experienced one of Matt’s classic back hugs.

𝟐. You were over at Matt’s house, helping him cook dinner. It wasn’t anything difficult - just pasta. However he insisted that you do it together, using anything as an excuse to spend time together.

You were stirring the water softly, the steam rising to your face, burning your skin slightly.

“Ow,” you said while backing away from the pot; only to be met by a hard, fleshy wall. Matt was already there, enveloping his arms around you.

“You okay?”

He walked you back to the pot, making sure to move your head away from the steam. Replacing your head with his, he placed his head on your shoulder. Using one hand to stir, the other was inching towards your stomach under your shirt, his fingers tracing random patterns as he hummed contently.

Your back was safely pressed against his chest and the vibrations from his hums could’ve made you fall asleep if you weren’t so busy cooking.

𝟑. It had been a long day. Matt had finished recording a new podcast episode, and you had been cleaning your house from top to bottom.

It was safe to say you both were wrecked.

Arriving to his house, you noticed that him, Nick, and Chris weren’t home yet. Crawling into his bed, you decided to wait for them to finish their work. You didn’t even notice that you fell asleep in his t-shirt, the smell of his cologne easing you to sleep easily.

You were awoken by a pair of warm arms pulling you closer. You could feel Matt bury his face in your hair, pressing your back to his chest like he always did.

“You look good in my shirt,” he said, the sleepiness in his voice becoming evident in the way he slurred his words.

“Mm..” you mumbled incoherently. “Missed you.”

“Missed you too,” he said, nuzzling impossibly deeper into your warmth.

“Love hugging you like this. Y’so soft.” And with that, his eyelids grew heavier and he fell into a comfortable sleep.

You had the best sleep ever that night.

- - -

Now as you stood over the two cups of hot chocolate on your counter with Matt in his pyjamas behind you, his signature hug was encasing you in warmth.

It was your first Christmas together. Matt’s gentle touch tickled your sides as he caressed your waist from behind - and Nick and Chris’ laughs could be heard coming from the living room.

You never felt more at home.

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lexisecretaccx · 2 months

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Don’t hold back - Chris Sturniolo

(Fem reader x Chris sturniolo, Dom Chris, SMUTTY, degrading, hair pulling, choking, over stimulation, spanking, cock warming, breeding kink if u squint, all that goood stuffs)

Summary : Reader x Chris havent fucked in a week and reader is horny asf and wants Chris to not hold back and he doesn’t.. (everything is consensual do not fear)

It’s been about a week since me and Chris last fucked, not because of any fault of our own but it’s been a stressful week. “You look fucking hot.” Chris smirked as he sat down on the bed next to me. I laugh lightly and keep fidgeting with the ring on my middle finger.

Chris notices this as he grabs my hand and looks me in the eyes, “what’s on your mind ma?” His right eyebrow raises slightly and I look at the freckles on the bridge of his nose, I sigh before rubbing my eyes “I don’t know, it’s just.. we haven’t fucked in like a week..” I trail off as my eyes uncontrollably focus on the light bulge that I can see through his sweatpants.

“Oh? Why didn’t you just ask, I’ve been stressed all week I needed to let it out somehow.” Chris smiles before standing up off the bed, “you can take the stress out on me, I don’t want you to hold back.” I stand off the bed also before walking up to Chris and look up at his lustful eyes.

“You’re gonna regret saying that babe.” Chris speaks slowly and in a low tone as he starts to place kisses on my neck, sucking and leaving marks. He hits that sweet spot just below my ear causing a light moan to leave my lips. Chris silences the moan by connecting our lips in a heated kiss. His tongue exploring every inch of the inside of my mouth.

I bite his lip softly as his hands travel down my waist to my hips and then he removes his hands to pull down his sweatpants, a bigger bulge outlined in his boxers, a light happy trail leading to his belly button. I move my hands down to palm his clothed cock, and he grabs my hand and holds it above my head, he breaks the kiss and pushes me down to my knees.

“You’re gonna take this like the good fucking slut you are.” He hisses as he pushes down his underwear revealing his large member springing up to his stomach, he pumps it a few times before looking down at me and placing his hand out flat, “Spit.” He demands and I spit into his palm. “Good girl.” He whispers as he lubes up his cock with my saliva.

He directs his tip to my mouth before rubbing it softly against my lips and pushing it into my mouth roughly, I grab onto his thighs for stability as he fucks my throat causing me to gag on his large cock as it pounds the back of my throat, his hands making my hair into a makeshift ponytail as he uses it to his advantage to force his dick further down my throat.

My eyes start to water and I look up at him through my tear soaked lashes, “you’re a beautiful whore for me aren’t you mama?” He asks through groans and grunts. I nod slightly and hum since I can’t get words out since his pushing into my mouth, not stopping his pace. “Fuck yeah you are.” He moans lowly.

I feel my mascara running down my eyes as continue to choke and gag on his cock, I feel it twitching in my mouth and his moans only get louder as I know he’s reaching his climax, “be a good slut and take my cum down your throat..” he breathes and I nod as his pace slows down, giving me room to breathe.

I feel warmth shooting to the back of throat as Chris lets out a loud groan and grabs my hair. I remove my mouth from around his member with a pop and swallow the last bit of cum in the back of my throat. I lick the excess cum off of his tip causing him to jolt forwards slightly. He pulls me up by my hair and kisses my tear stained cheeks.

“Look at you crying you gorgeous mama, you’re gonna take my cock in your fucking pussy because you’re a good girl.” He commands and I let out a croaky “okay.” As he kisses my lips before pulling my shirt over my head and throwing it across the room, he grabs my neck before pushing me face down on the bed as he pulls my pants and lace thong off in one swift motion.

He slaps my ass roughly before setting me up, face down ass up. Without warning he licks a stripe up my already dripping heat before pushing his tip into my entrance without warning causing me to grip the sheets and let out a loud moan. He pounds into me and the only sound in the room is his thighs clapping against my ass and both of our lustful moans.

He grabs my throat and pulls my head off the bed before continuing to fuck me so roughly my eyes are rolling into the back of my head, “fuck, you’re a dirty slut you love me choking you don’t you?” He teases in a cocky tone, I nod as his tip kisses my g-spot making me let out a pornographic moan. “Use your fucking words.” He demands through gritted teeth in my ear.

“Ye- yes I do.. fuck!” I barely am able to get out words as he’s fucking the life out of me, my eyes cross as I feel the knot in my stomach tighten, he removes his hand from around my throat and pushes my face into the mattress causing my moans to muffle, “Fuck Chris right there.” I scream as I feel my orgasm only miles away, he continues thrusting in as hard as he can, balls deep as he grabs his phone off the bed.

He pulls my head up by my hair and snaps a picture of my face as I’m being fucked dumb. “Picture perfect,” he speaks through groans. “Fucking slut.” He whispers in my ear as he throws his phone onto the bed. My back arches as he pushes my head back down and I feel the knot in my stomach snap as I feel my arousal leaking out of me around his cock. “Fuck I’m cumming.” I moan audibly, instead of helping me through my orgasm he continues to pound my entrance.

He flips me over, keeping his dick still inside of my walls, my legs limp and shaking hanging off the edge of the bed, my jaw hanging agape and my eyes in the back of my head, “Chris it’s too much..” I look at him, his facial expression unrecognisable, one like a lion would have looking at its prey. “Take it.” He groans loudly. “I can’t, fuck..” I whine. His tip kisses my cervix with every thrust.

“Let me fuck my kids into you ma.” He grunts as he continues fucking me deeply. I can only manage to nod as the overstimulation has taken my ability to form words. “Good girl.” He lets out a final groan as he releases his load into me, leaning over me looking me in my eyes, his pupils wide from adrenaline or something, like fucking me is a drug and he’s an addict. He slows down his pace and flops on top of me, his cock still inside of my sensitive hole.

After a brief moment he picks me up, not removing his member from me, and places me in the bed and puts the blanket over me. “You look like such a slut with my cum on your lips and your pussy..” he whispers in my ear as we get comfortable to sleep, “fuck Chris I don’t think I’m gonna be able to use my legs.” I breath out and let out a soft laugh.

He laughs before pushing his cock in a little further causing me to breath in swiftly and my legs twitch. “I’m gonna fuck you sideways right here.” he mumbles from behind me, as we’re lying down. “I-” I don’t have time to answer as he starts thrusting in and out for a second time, this time more softly and I look at him, sweat causing his hair to stick to his forehead and his lips puffy.

He starts kissing my neck, this time more aggressively and he bites down softly causing me to grab onto the headboard, I’ve lost all feeling in my legs and my stomach feels fuzzy, he starts to pound more aggressively as he moans lightly and slight whimpers leave my lips.

Before we get a chance to even feel the orgasm reaching, chris’ head falls on my shoulder as he kisses lightly. “I can’t do it anymore..” he whispers softly, “I couldn’t do it for the past 10-20 minutes Chris, welcome to my world.” I say sarcastically as I feel his fingers snake down to my swollen bud as he pinches it causing me to yelp out.

“Fuck!” I squint my eyes, Chris laughs against my shoulder. “Don’t ever speak like that to me fucking slut bitch, or you get that again.” I nod aggressively.

A few minutes pass as Chris’ cock stays inside of my aching walls, “you’re beautiful mama, fuck.” He whispers to me before kissing my cheek, “let’s sleep baby.” I mumble, “I’m keeping my cock inside your pretty pussy while we sleep, okay?” Chris speaks in a seductive tone. “Whatever as long as I can get some rest.” I kiss the top of his head as he falls asleep quicker than ever and me following shortly after.

Fuck I take back asking him not to hold back.

A/n : ok my coochie aching rn. I’m feeling like so smutty recently I had to write this. I’m not even sure if any of this makes sense I just want to sleep with sm1 cock in me rn who said that? Anyways hope u liked this, I wanted to make it kinda filthy and that is what I have done. Jesus Christ im scared of this idk.

Also! Feel free to request fanfics for me to write in my inbox❤️

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mangosrar · 5 months

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Brat.

chris sturniolo x fem reader.

pure filth. smut. smut. smut.

fucking ass hole. an absolute douche bag is what he is. who does he think he is talking to you like that. with that tone and that voice that made you wanna rub your thighs together. and that look he has when he’s angry that makes you wanna drop to your knees. it made you so so so angry. or horny. both.

“fuck” you heard him mumble from behind you.

you rolled your eyes and didn’t even bother to look at him. you stayed lying on your stomach on his bed with your arms folded under your chin.

“for fuck sake” he shouted before he slammed whatever item he had in his hand down on his desk.

“would you stop yelling i’m trying to relax” you looked over your shoulder to see him standing with one hand on his hip and the other rubbing his forehead. he didn’t even reply. you watched him tentatively as he closed his eyes and clenched his jaw. clearly trying to calm himself down.

“i don’t know why you’re standing here all angry and shit. you should be apologising” you looked away from your boyfriend and lay your head back down over your arms and closed your eyes.

his light footsteps could be heard and you assumed he was leaving the room. you were rudely proven wrong when you felt a weight on your back and Chris’s breath on your neck.

“why are you being such a brat mh? you’ve been on my ass all day y/n” his voice was quiet but stern. you could feel his bulge pressing into your ass as he put his full weight down onto you.

“i’m not being a brat, you’re just an entitled ass hole who can never admit when he’s wrong!” the second your mouth closed he sat back and grabbed a fist full of your hair, yanking your head back. making you yelp.

“watch your mouth” his voice was deep and you felt it rumble through his body on top of yours. you couldn’t help but feel a heat grow between your legs. you knew what was coming and you were fucking thrilled. whenever he got like this the sex was mind blowing, not that the sex wasn’t good normally, but chris was always so gentle with you, sometimes you just wanted to be man handled a little.

chris brought his face to the side of your head and pressed hot feather light kissed to the side of your neck, as he ground his hips into your ass, making you whine and squirm underneath him.

“look at you, such a mess for me” you could hear his smirk in his voice and it only made you wetter.

“please chris” your voice was high pitched as it came out.

“what do you want baby” he began sucking on your neck, pressing his hips into the plush of your ass again. you only whined in response. he new exactly what you wanted. he was just being a dick.

“say it” he halted his attack on your neck, waiting for you to talk. you hesitated momentarily, debating on wether you wanted to give him the satisfaction of knowing how worked up he had gotten you.

“i want you to fuck me” your words were so quiet he barely even heard it, but he did.

“what was that? i didn’t quite hear you” he was now full on thrusting his clothed dick into the plush of your ass. his sickly sweet voice did nothing to help the throbbing between your legs, and you were no way going to repeat yourself. he let go of your hair and you let your face fall into the pillow as you let out a frustrated whine kicked your legs behind him.

“fucking brat.” was all he said before he was yanking your shorts off and pulling your ass upwards. you heard him fiddle with his belt behind you, before he let out a groan. when you turned your head to look over your shoulder at him, you wanted to come on the spot. he had his hand wrapped around his dick and his bottom lip between his teeth, but his eyes were on you.

“are you gonna stop being bratty if i give you what you want?” you just nodded in response.

“use your words” he punctuated his sentence with a swift slap to your ass. masking you squeak.

“yes fuck. yes” you turned your head and shoved your face back into the pillow. you were desperate for some sort of relief from the ache between your legs.

“good girl” he said before placing a soft kiss to your shoulder.

chris wasted no time before he slammed into you and bottomed out, giving you no time to adjust to his size before he was pushing his cock in and out of you.

the moan that came out of your mouth was unholy. your hands reached forward, gripping the bed sheets but chris quickly grabbed them and held them behind your back, still pumping his cock in and out of you.

“is this what you wanted mh? get me all worked up so i fuck you like a slut?” he spoke through his teeth. he was relentless. every thrust he sent you banging the headboard against the wall. he brought the hand that was resting on your hip up before bringing it back down and leaving a slap on your ass, before smoothing his hand over it to ease the sting.

“answer me” he growled.

“yes. god fuck- ngh. this is what i wanted” your voice was broken from his harsh thrusts and muffled from the pillow your face was pressed into. you heard him chuckle behind you before his thrusts became impossibly faster, making you squeal.

the only sounds that could be heard were Chris’s grunting, you’re moaning and the lewd noises of his cock pumping in and out of you. it was nothing less than pornographic.

Chris’s hand that was holding your hip, weaved it’s way underneath you and found home on your clit, rubbing fast hard circles.

“oh god chris, fuck” you were almost screaming at this point, you would have been if it wasn’t for the pilllow. chris took note of this and let go of your arms, instead gripping your throat, pulling your head up.

“come on baby, let me hear those pretty little sounds you make, let the whole fucking neighbourhood hear what it sounds like when a brat gets fucked” his words were dripping with venom. but it tastes so sweet.

his thrusts became harder, knocking the wind out of your lungs. you desperately wanted to close your legs with how close you were getting. but Chris’s death grip on your throat, convinced you not to.

“chris i’m so close. please don’t stop” your voice was pathetic and strangled. his hand on your throat restricting you, but the jump of your pulse under Chris’s fingers, only edging him on more.

“oh baby i’m not gonna stop, be a good girl and come all over my cock” his words sent you tumbling over the edge. you were practically screaming. thrashing underneath him. but he was a man of his word. he was not stopping. he did not let up. his thrusts were hard and fast, driving his cock into you like his life depended on it. you struggled in his grip and he let go of your throat and pulled your arms behind your back once more.

“come on baby. give me one more. i know you can” his fingers on your clit became faster. he grabbed your hair once more and pulled your head up again, forcing your back to arch more, allowing his cock to reach so deep you could taste it. you were a moaning mess under him. high pitched breathy moans spewing out of you.

with his cock and his hands put together he had you tumbling over the edge again in no time. sending chris into his own orgasm. he carried on thrusting hard into you as he doubled over and rested his head on your back. your legs were shaking and you were panting and whining underneath him.

he let out a loud groan and a line of curses before he stilled inside of you, painting your insides white. he sent a few more hard thrusts, emptying his cock, giving you every last drop.

your boyfriend collapsed on top of you, both of you lying still trying to catch your breath. he pulled his head back slightly to plant loving kissed on the back of your neck and shoulder.

“if i get to fuck you like that, we gotta argue more often y/n”.

mom i need him.

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vanteguccir · 2 months

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Disgusting food roulette | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Y/N participates in the Disgusting Food Roulette video and ends up having to take care of Matt.

Warning: Feeling sick in the stomach.

Requested?: Yes, by anon.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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"I really need to participate?" Y/N asked as she ran her eyes over the triplets. She had her hips resting on the table, where various types of food, sweets, and drinks were displayed.

"It'll be cool! And Matt needs the emotional support." Nick joked, lightly patting Matt's right shoulder, who was looking at the food with a disgusted look.

“It’s not like you won’t do well, Y/N.” Chris scoffed, crossing his arms, before looking at the camera. "She is the only person in the world who isn't fussy about any food. Anything you give her, she will eat it."

The girl rolled her eyes, letting out a laugh while shaking her head. It was true that she wasn't fussy about food, but that didn't hold back the shiver that ran up her spine every time she looked at some of the items on the table.

Raw egg? Easy cheese? She felt sick to her stomach just thinking about the taste of them against her tongue.

"As you can see, we have four separate piles of food here. Y/N didn't buy the food of her side since we decided she would participate when we were already at the grocery store." Matt explained while gesturing to the separated piles.

"Exactly, so we bought the food for her." Nick finished with a smirk on his face, arranging the items in a row.

"They put me in a mess, guys. I didn't even know what foods they would buy, now I regret even getting out of bed." Y/N grumbled miserably, helping the boys open all the product packaging.

Nick rolled his eyes at her drama, quickly explaining about the app they would use to choose who would go in turn.

"Let's begin!"

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"Please, don't be me. Please, don't be me." Nick speaks repeatedly with a frown on his face, his right hand over his mouth while his left index finger pressed the screen of his phone.

Y/N let out a laugh at him, also pressing her finger on the screen, along with Chris and Matt. Matt's right arm was around her shoulder as he took deep breaths, trying to calm the strong, disgusting taste that was settling in his mouth.

The girl watched him momentarily from the corner of her eye, checking if he was well within the limit, feeling his hand squeezing her biceps lightly.

Chris's excited scream caught her attention abruptly, her eyes traveling to the screen. Her finger had been chosen to eat the yellow pepper.

She stared at the pepper for a few seconds, the triplets' laughter sounding like a background sound to her ears.

"Wait, isn't that the yellow pepper we use as seasoning?" Y/N asked, taking some steps away from Matt and the boys and finally picking up the food, twirling it between her fingers.

"I don't know. It doesn't matter, just eat it!" Nick pressed, looking at her expectantly.

Matt watched her closely, pressing his lips into a thin line, trying to contain his laughter, supporting his own weight against the table with his left arm.

The girl shrugged. If her theory was right, that was one of her favorite peppers. She brought her hand to her mouth and bit off a small piece, chewing carefully as she felt the taste and burn settle on her tongue.

"Um, not too strong. It's good." Y/N commented, still chewing, swallowing seconds later.

"You're crazy, entirely." Chris shook his head repeatedly, taking steps away from her as if she was mad.

Matt observed her with widened eyes, surprised by her little reaction.

"Put it there." Nick pointed to the counter next to the stove where they were piling up the food they had already eaten, his face showing a disgusting look. "Next!"

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"It's going to be Chris, I can feel it." Y/N muttered, her eyes fixed on the phone as their four index fingers pressed the screen.

The back of Matt's right shoulder was resting against her chest, while her free hand stroked his hair gently. She knew he was about to get sick, so she was trying to stay as close to him as possible.

"Oh no!" Chris shouted, bringing his right hand to his head in a sign of desperation after seeing the result.

"Yes!" Matt celebrated, turning around and hugging Y/N, jumping up and down in place. His sudden movements made her lose her balance, taking them both to the ground.

Y/N had her mouth open and eyes closed as laughter escaped her lips at her boyfriend's euphoria. She couldn't believe his happiness just because he wasn't chosen to eat the yogurt.

Matt screamed in celebration, hugging Y/N tightly. Nick told him to lower his voice due to the hour, but he was completely ignored.

"He is crazy." Chris commented, pointing to the two on the floor as he shook his head, letting out a laugh, momentarily forgetting what he had to eat.

Nick took the camera off the tripod, focusing the lens on the couple, capturing the perfect image of Y/N with her back against the cold floor and Matt with half his body over hers, his arms encircling her torso and his head buried in the curve of her neck, sounds of laughter echoing from there.

Fans would go crazy over that.

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"No!" Matt screamed, his eyes wide and his mouth open. He had been chosen to eat the red pepper.

Y/N winced, her eyes going from her boyfriend to the pepper and back again. Before she could say anything encouraging, Matt picked up the food and bit off half of it.

"Matt! Are you crazy? This is very spicy. Spit it in the trash! Don't swallow it." Y/N yelled, her eyes wide. She put her hands on Matt's shoulders, guiding him to the trash can.

"Spit it out, Matt." Chris repeated, recording his brother's steps with the camera.

Y/N pressed the pedal to the trash can, opening the lid and patting her boyfriend's shoulder as he spat. She bit her lower lip in worry as she noticed his face start to turn red, his eyes filling with tears.

"Oh, baby. Breathe." She asked calmly, guiding him to the front of the table again, her hands resting on his waist, squeezing the covered skin lightly.

"Oh my God, it's so hot." Matt agonized, fanning his face with his right hand. "My lips-"

Chris and Nick laughed at his reaction, taking their fingers to the phone again, wanting to end the video quickly.

"Come on, guys!" Nick called, pushing Y/N's hips with his own - since she was closer to him -, getting her attention.

The girl took Matt's right hand and guided it to the phone, placing him index finger on the screen and then her own, keeping her eyes fixed on her boyfriend's face. Droplets of sweat started to appear on his forehead as his cheeks burned red, and Y/N was ready to get him out of there if necessary.

Chris was chosen next to eat the jelly, and Matt took advantage of the situation to walk around a little, wanting to alleviate the burning sensation in his mouth.

Y/N quickly followed him, helping him drink the water that was still in his hands, despite knowing it wouldn't help much.

"Do you want some milk, my love?" She asked quietly so the camera wouldn't catch it. Matt shook his head, feeling his stomach churn at the thought of adding milk to the horrendous mix of all the things he had eaten.

The boy seemed disoriented, his head hurt, and his tongue burned. He walked over to the refrigerator, pulling the door open and opening his mouth, momentarily exhaling in the cold air, before closing it again.

"Come, love." Y/N pulled him closer to the phone again, intertwining their free hands and squeezing his fingers with her own lightly.

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"Are you okay?" Chris asked, approaching and touching Matt's shoulder. His words sounded worried, even though he was still laughing.

Matt nodded as he drew in puffs of air through his open mouth, a multi-layered piece of colby-jack cheese pressed to his right cheek. Y/N watched him from the side, feeling helpless.

"It's not helping." He shouted, leaning on Nick momentarily and blinking his eyes repeatedly, watching Y/N eat the second to last content.

His heart raced when it was the app's turn to choose who would eat the last item, the raw egg.

"If Matt's chosen, I'll eat for him." Y/N quickly imposed, pressing her finger on the screen and staring intently at it.

"This is not how it works." Chris muttered, bumping his shoulder against hers playfully.

"Fuck the rules." She shrugged, sighing in relief when she saw the app choose Nick.

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"Matt, what was the worst that you ate?" Chris asked, bringing the camera closer to Matt, who was opening the fridge.

The boy ignored him, leaning forward slightly and bringing his mouth under the water filter, taking long sips. Y/N let out a low laugh as she saw Chris frown at not receiving any response, rubbing her boyfriend's back softly.

Matt closed the fridge doors, taking some steps back and resting his arms on the table as he took a deep breath, feeling all the food rise up his throat. He swallowed hard, straightning up and looking at Chris behind the camera, his own eyes filling with tears.

"I'm going to bed." His voice was broken. He turned and walked quickly to his shared room with Y/N, receiving a light slap on the back from Nick.

"Okay, he's going to bed."

Y/N let out a nasal laugh, shaking her head. She quickly walked to the cupboard next to the stove, taking a glass. She opened the fridge, taking a bottle of ice cold water and pouring some milk into the glass, closing the door with her hip.

"I'll take care of him." She told the boys, blowing an air kiss to the lens before walking to their bedroom, balancing the items in her hands, Nick and Chris' voices speaking with the camera falling behind.

The girl turned the door handle with her elbow, slowly entering the room and closing it again behind her back.

Her eyes traveled around momentarily, the lights were off, making it difficult to see anything. She squinted her eyes and quickly found her boy laying on the bed in a fetal position, approaching him in slow steps.

Y/N placed the milk and water on the bedside table and squatted down, resting her arms on the mattress. She brought her right hand to Matt's hair, gently brushing the loose strands out of his eyes. Her fingers caressing his warm skin.

"Honey? What are you feeling?" She asked in a low tone, not wanting to heighten her boyfriend's senses. Her heart sank at the way Matt seemed to be in discomfort, his eyes were closed tightly and his brow was furrowed, his shoulders tense.

"Stomach pain. My tongue is still burning and I'm hot on the insides and cold on the outside." The boy explained, his voice sounding weak followed by him sniffling.

"Come here, baby. Let me help you." Y/N asked gently, standing up from her crouched position and helping Matt sit up slowly.

Her hands grabbed the hem of the black t-shirt that covered his torso, pulling it up slowly, helping him take it off his arms and head, placing it aside on the mattress to fold later.

Y/N quickly grabbed the air conditioning remote that was next to the items she brought, turning it on and setting it to 18°C. Not so cold, but refreshing.

She put the remote back in place and picked up the milk, sitting on the edge of the bed and raising the glass so Matt could see what it was, receiving a whine in response.

"I know it might seem gross to drink milk after everything you've eaten, but it will help lessen the burn from the pepper, baby." Y/N spoke calmly, bringing the glass closer to Matt's face. "You ate a large amount. If we don't alleviate it now, this burning sensation will continue for several hours, sweetheart."

The boy sighed before wrapping both of his hands around Y/N's, who was still holding the glass for fear of Matt dropping it since his hands were shaking. He took it to his lips and closed his eyes tightly, tilting the glass and taking a small sip.

Y/N encouraged him with small whispers, pushing his hair back with her free hand, freeing his forehead from the heat of his strands.

Matt put the glass down after a few sips, pushing it closer to her, showing that he didn't want any more. He removed his hands from around Y/N's, allowing her to put it down.

The girl placed it on the bedside table again, watching her boyfriend's reactions.

"Do you think you're going to throw up? Or are you okay, and it's just the burning?"

"No, I'm not going to throw up, I just want to sleep." The boy responded weakly, lowering his torso onto the bed again, feeling the duvet pressing against his back. He turned onto his side, pressing his right hand to his exposed stomach. "Come lie down with me, please."

"I will, my love. Just let me take this glass to the kitchen, and I'll be right back." Her tone was low.

She leaned her body over his, sealing his cold forehead with her warm lips for a few seconds before pulling away and rising from the bed. She took the glass again, pushing the water bottle closer to the bed before taking steps towards the exit.

"I love you." She heard Matt whisper before closing the door behind her. A huge smile decorated her face as she felt her heart race.

She would do anything to make him feel better and Matt knew that.

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Extra - comments:

"I seriously thought Matt would throw up everything 😭"

"omg Matt is CRAZY for eating half of a red pepper without a second thought 🤡"

"Y/N worrying about Matt is so cute 🥺"

"the way Y/N kept looking at Matt all the time, making sure he was okay 😔 I love them so much"

"Matt almost dying, Y/N worried sick and Chris and Nick laughing until their next generation was the best thing I saw today"

"Matt and Y/N on the floor laughing their asses off is my new romain empire 🧎‍♀️"

"Matt saying 'I'm going to bed' after a traumatic experience is totally me for real"

"can we take a minute to appreciate Y/N eating the yellow pepper like it was chocolate? WHAT A WOMAN GUYS!!!! 🤤"

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christinarowie332 · 6 months

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“sit on my fucking face .”

chris sturniolo x reader (smut)

requested !

warnings : language , smut , pov switching .

not proof read

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“yo y/n are u listening right now?”

i’m snapped out of my trance i was in by matt’s voice , i snap my head towards him on the couch we were sat on . realising i have literally just been staring at chris opposite me .

“yeah sorry , just zoned out , carry on” i reply while turning my body towards him , tucking one leg under the other so i’m half cross legged . i glance back at chris , noticing a small smirk he has on his face , his eye brows twitch before he breaks the eye contact and looks at matt . i follow his gaze .

“as i was saying , imma drive nick to the airport to pick up nate , but the house is a mess so you and chris should stay here and clean it up a bit , we will be gone for a while cause of the traffic so you have plenty of time” matt explains to us , moving his gaze from me and chris . everytime he looks at chris , i also look at chris , his nose and lips are kinda red from the cold , god i want my thighs wrapped-

“Y/N!?”

fuck

“yeah sorry matt ,” i turn my head towards him

“what did i just say?” matt asks while slumping into the couch pillows , rolling his eyes .

“clean the house ? picking up nate , me and chris stay . we have a long time” i reply , a blush creeping to my cheeks as i feel my heart race .

matt shakes his head and gets up from the couch , he says something but honestly i was too busy thinking about chris , how his eyes would look from below me , blown out , rolled back in his head , mouth covering my-

“which rooms do u wanna start on”

chris’s voice booms , snapping me away from my thoughts .

“uh . idk …. the kitchen and your room are the only messy ones , so let’s just start with the kitchen i guess” i reply back , trying to shake away the tremble in my voice .

“you okay ?” he says taking a step forward , face painted with concern , tilting it sideways , crossing the room to stand infront of me .

i take a shakey breath in before speaking, my bestfriend inches away from me , being so sweet but all i can think about is suffocating him with my-

“there is is again.”

“what ? there’s what again?” he fully has my attention now , my face being just as confused as him.

he laughs slightly and searches in my eyes , jumping between them rapidly. “you keep just going somewhere else … what are u thinking about?”

oh idk chris , your face pressed against my-

“i’m not thinking of anything chris , i’m perfectly okay !” i reply instead . laughing awkwardly to try and deminish the growing tension.

“sure” he drags out , taking a step back , “i’m gonna pretend i believe you” he continues , shaking his head and turning around to the kitchen , i exhail once he turns , closing my eyes and relaxing my shoulders .

i follow him to the kitchen , bending down to go in the cubbord, grabbing a bin bag and the rest of the cleaning stuff .

chris’s pov:

i turn around from the fridge i was grabbing drinks from , to see y/n slowly crouch down to the bottom cubbord .as she meets the floor , knees tucked into her chest , i see her thighs flatten , getting squashed slightly between her calves at the pressure . god to have those wrapped around my head , they’re so fucking-

“hey chris?” i remove my eyes from her ass and meet her gaze as she turns to look at me .”do you know where matt put the disinfectant, it’s not in here?”

the light from the window is perfectly hitting her face , making her glow , how the fuck does she do that-

“hellooooo ???” i blink a couple times and scrunch my eyebrows in confusion, “disinfectant chris ? where is it?” she continues.

“oh right . um . idk probably in the garage” i shrug my shoulders and look away from her , turning around and staring to shove the rubbish into a bag she threw over to me .

i hear her leave and turn around , leaning against the counter closing my eyes . i quickly get lost in my own thoughts . she’s been looking at me today , i’m not going crazy right ? so if i just ask? no . she’s my bestfriend, i can’t do that . what if she’s been looking at me because she knows i’ve been looking at her , imagining my face inbetween her legs , i bet she sounds so nice when she moans . fuck.

i look down to see my dick , half hard . FUCK .

y/n pov :

as i reach the garage . i stop in my tracks . he was definitely staring my my ass right ? no what if he was just looking at the floor . i can only ask . but what if he freaks out and gets all weird .

fuck it

i make my way to the kitchen , faster then i’ve ever walked , and freezing when i get there . where the fuck is this kid ?

i turn around and see the bag placed on the top of the stairs , look back at the kitchen and it’s clean , so he probably just went to start on his room .

i start walking towards the stairs to his room , slowly creeping down them , reaching his door and knocking .

“yeah come in”

i hear this and immediately walk in . he meets my eyes and gets up from his bed . i slowly walk towards him anxiously, trying to think of a way to bring up the fact i want to literally ride his face . even thinking it sounds insane .

“bro , what is up with you today ?” he asks and my eyes peel away from the floor .

“i wanna ride your face” my eyes immediately widen , hand slapped over my mouth . why the fuck did i just say that . i bet he hates me . oh my god i just fucked up our entire friendship . what the fuck do i say now-

“all you had to do was ask ma” my eyes meet his again watching a smirk crawl onto his face , he snakes a hand to my waist and pulls me into him , smashing our lips together . i put both hands on his chest and walk him back wards to the bed , not once breaking the now heated makeout .

the moment i feel him hault and meet the end of his bed i pull away and push him down . i take off my tank top and throw it to the side , watching him crawl backwards to the top of his bed .

“you have no idea how much i’ve been wanting this” he says as he watches me , leaning back on his elbows , looking at me while i take off my sweatpants , and walk to the side of his bed .

his eyes trail down my body , and i feel a wave of embarrassment hit me , he is still fully clothed , he notices this and tilts his head “do u want me to take this off baby?” his voice croaky and gruff , making my core grow even wetter .

i nod my head before climbing onto the bed , straddling his lap and helping him peel his top over his head . i can feel a hard object pressing against my pussy , looking down at it and meeting his eyes , him also looking down , noticing it the same time as me , “you really did want this huh?” i tease , tilting my head and smirking , matching his energy.

“shut up” he laughs out before grabbing my face and bringing his lips to mine again , i hold his face , elbows supporting me as i deepen the kiss . his hands run down to my ass , down to my thighs , making me arch my back and hum into his mouth.

we stay like this for a while , our kiss growing more aggressive and needy by the second , tongues battling relentlessly , before he moves his mouth down to my collarbone , biting and leaving open mouthed kisses , for sure leaving some nasty marks

“sit on my fucking face” me whispers into my neck , i pull away , out of breath . his eyes completely blacked out with lust . nose red and lips swollen.

“gladly”

with that sit up and slowly push my underwear down , he watches and helps me pull them down while still on the bed .

i make my way to his face neck , hovering over him , suddenly feeling anxious . he rolls his eyes before grabbing my thighs and pulling me over his jaw . basically suffocating him under my pussy.

his nose immediately hits my clit , drawing out an embarrassingly loud moan from my mouth, grabbing the head board for stability.

he licks a long stripe though me , before landing on my clit and wrapping his wet lips around it . my hand flys to his hair , gripping it tightly , making him grunt , sending vibrations through my core as he continues to explore my pussy with his mouth .

my legs start to shake , as i’m still not putting my whole weight oh him , noticing this he pulls me down by my hips , forcing me to fully sit on his face . i start to move my hips forward and back wards , using his nose and tongue as friction.

“FUCK CHRIS” i scream out as me shoved his tongue deep into my pussy , causing my thighs to close slightly , trapping him inbetween my legs .

“keep talking , i want to hear you ma” he says out of breath , fingers replacing his tongue as he gets his breath before re- attaching his tongue to my clit , flattening it and shaking his head sideways.

“fuck-FUCK CHRIS, i’m gonna FUCK” is all i got out before the knot snaps in my stomach , feeling shocks fill my entire body as i clench around his fingers . coming undone ,all over his face whimpering , eye’s clenched together and my jaw falling slack.

i slow down my movements,grinding against his face as a ride out my high , before i see chris face lift , his nose and chin practically dripping with my arousal . a huge teethy smile plastered on his face as he heaves out breaths . the cold air hitting my wet clit , making my body shudder .

“holy fuck chris” i say before removing my pelvis from his face , throwing my body down to sit next to him , back against the head board my chest rising and falling . i laugh out of breath and look down at him , him allready watching me from below , still smiling while trying to catch his breath.

“i meant what i said when i said i was a munch” is all he manages to say before i throw a pillow at his head rolling my eyes and laughing

“oh shut the fuck up chris”

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me writing this knowing i’m terrified of doing anything in this oneshot ! (including the cleaning, i am not a house wife !)

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luv4kozume · 3 months

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🛩️ 𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐒 — CHRIS STURNIOLO

Chris x Fem!Reader

Contains: Swearing, teasing, pet names (baby, ma), praise, fingering, orgasm denial, doggy + ass grabbing/slapping (he’s obsessed w your ass + thighs), begging, quickie, unprotected sex, mirror sex, public sex (mile high club), squirting + creampie, established relationship. Not proof read!

Synopsis: A story in which you and Chris are flying out to Boston to meet his parents for the first time. Your boyfriend notices how nervous you are and is determined to calm down your nerves.

Word Count: 2,214

a/n: It was real close between Matt and Chris but majority vote won the last poll!! Celebrating my 1000+ followers with this one!! Enjoy babies!! 💋

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You took your seat down into the plush chair. Chris had spoiled you rotten with purchasing two seats for first class and letting you sit by the window. He loaded both of your suitcases into the overhead bin just before plopping down into the seat next to you.

The flight was about to take off soon, you watched anxiously as the people passed down the aisle to find their seats and board the plane.

Chris’ smile slowly faded, watching your sweet face contort in worry. Your leg bounced and your fingers tapped against the arm rest. Your heart felt as if it were going to pound out of your chest at any second. You were so terribly nervous.

A warm hand wrapped around yours, giving you a gentle squeeze to snap you out of your thoughts.

“Baby, what’s wrong? You’ve been on a plane before, there’s no need to worry.” He says in nearly a whisper.

“It’s not that.” You choked out, shifting back into the seat as your greatest attempt to relax.

“Tell me.” Chris replied, leaning back into his seat, mirroring your body language.

You let out a broken sigh before finally admitting, “I’m just nervous about meeting your parents.”

“Oh, you have nothing to worry about, ma. I know they’re gonna love you.” He reassured, his thumb tracing gentle circles against your smooth skin.

“Maybe I’m just overthinking.” You reply, a faint smile growing on your face.

“Definitely overthinking. I don’t want you to worry yourself like that.” He replied.

He made sure you were okay before giving you a kiss on the cheek and changing the subject. Shortly after, the pilot announced that the plane would be taking off soon. And sure enough, you were making your way to Boston.

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It had just been about an hour and half until Chris suddenly woke up out of an unexpected nap. He felt the vibrations of your bouncing your leg against him.

A movie played on the screen in front of you, it was your lame attempt to ease your mind but it seemed impossible. There was no way for you to knock out these horrific thoughts about how this trip to Boston would go.

What if he parents didn’t like you? What if they didn’t approve of your relationship? What if—

Chris’ rough hand gripped onto your thigh, your movements— along with your thoughts— came to a halt. You looked at him with wide eyes, meeting yours with his half awake gaze.

“Stop.” He spoke in a low, raspy tone. It sent shivers down your spine. You turned away with a flustered expression on your face, no way just his voice alone was making you this excited.

He watched in a bit of confusion as you squirmed in your seat, he hadn’t realized how tight his grip was and quickly released it.

“Sorry. Too rough?” He muttered, searching your eyes.

You shook your head no as you grabbed on to his wrist to bring his hand back down to your lap. He caught the message, and wrapped his hand back around the plush skin of your thigh. Gently caressing over the smooth fabric of your black leggings.

“No.” You finally reply in a whisper, afraid for the other passengers to catch on to what was about to go down.

“You like this?” He replied with a smirk, the warmth of his hand traveled deeper into the inner of your thigh, giving it a tight squeeze. He was a sucker for your ass and thighs, and he loved giving them all his love and affection.

“Yes.” You mumbled.

Your boyfriend hummed in amusement, feeling that faint heartbeat coming from your core against his hand. How sweet of you to just be throbbing for his touch.

Your breath hitched as he hands reached higher only to tease you to go back down further.

Your stomach flipped and fluttered with each movement he made along your body.

“You want me to calm those nerves of yours, ma?” He asked, pressing a warm kiss against the nape of your neck. The smell of his cologne rushed towards you, you fought every fiber in your being not to grab onto him and start tonguing him down on the plane.

Your body was calling out for Chris, you needed him, bad.

“Yes, please.” You begged, giving him a pout.

“So cute.” He replied with a chuckle just before slipping his hand down past the waistband of your leggings.

You gasped rather loudly, earning a few head turns towards the two of you. Your hand flew up to your mouth, covering it to hide your flustered expression.

Chris only seemed to enjoy it, he didn’t mind the viewers. If anything, it only encouraged him to do more.

Your brows knitted together as your felt the tips of his fingers rub against your swollen clit through the thin fabric of your panties.

“I wish you wouldn’t cover your mouth. You know how much I love hearing your voice.” Chris cooed, as he continue to tease you.

“Fuck—“ You sighed, grabbing your purse to cover up his probing hands, praying that nobody would suspect anything.

“You don’t have to be loud, baby.” He continued, leaning down towards your ear to whisper, “I just wanna hear those sweet moans of yours, even if they’re quiet.”

He rewarded the nape of your neck with a few more gentle kisses just before snaking his hand into your panties. His hand now pressed up against your bare skin, sliding his fingers through your sick folds. Your arousal completely coated his fingers.

“So wet for me.” He sighed, wishing he could give your pussy the proper attention it deserved.

“Chris!” You whispered, wrapped your arm around his. You rested your head onto his bicep as his fingers traveled down towards your entrance.

After just a few more teasing touches, he finally gave into you, giving you what you needed. Another gasp fell from your lips as you felt one of his fingers press its way inside you.

Your moist, velvet walls squeezed around him as he slowly began to pump himself in and out. Your wetness trickled down, he was sure his entire hand would be soaked by the end of all this.

A trail of broken sighs and whines spewed from you. Your cheeks grew hot and your eyes screwed shut, feeing him push another finger inside after a few moments.

Two of his thick fingers were thrusting into you at a generous pace. One of your hands squeezed around his bicep as if you were holding on for dead life, as the other gripped onto the handle of your purse making sure to hide the lewd acts of your boyfriend’s perverted hands.

Your pussy fluttered around him, your orgasm was quickly building up.

“Close.” You panted.

“No, baby. Don’t cum yet.” He whispered into your ear, just before withdrawing his hand.

“No!” You whisper shouted, you were so close. You looked up at him through your lashes. “Why?”

“Because I want give you a proper orgasm.” He replied, licking your sweet juices clean off his fingers. “Go to the bathroom, I’ll meet you in there shortly.”

Without hesitation you spring up out of your seat, eager to get to the bathroom. Chris gave your ass a brash smack just before you started making your way down the aisle.

His dick pressed up against his sweatpants as he watched you give him those sweet little “fuck me” eyes just before closing the bathroom door behind yourself.

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Your heart felt as if it were going a million miles per second, as you watched your boyfriend slide open the bathroom door. Switching the locked tab to say “occupied” to the rest of the passengers.

He wasted absolutely no time with you. His hands grabbed onto your waist pulling you in closer towards him. He pressed his lips onto yours, drawing you into the heated, passionate kiss.

His hands traveled down to your ass, rewarding it a few smacks and rubs. Fuck, he loved when you were leggings, the way the fabric would hug around your ass and thighs drove him insane.

You continued kissing back, attempting to deepen the kiss only to be met with one of his hands around your throat, physically pulling away from the kiss. His eyes locked down into yours, making you squirmed below him.

“Turn around for me.” He commanded, releasing the grip he had around your neck.

You don’t reply with words once again, instead doing exactly what you were told. You turn around, arching your ass up for him. Your hands clenched around the small sink, avoided eye contact with your own reflection in the small mirror.

His hands met your waist again, pushing his hard member against your ass.

“Fuck.” He groaned, just before yanking down your bottoms. His fingers looped around the bit of fabric that covered your pussy, gently pushing it out of the way and running his fingers along your pussy yet again. “You have no idea what you do to me.”

You whimpered at his words, “Please hurry, Chris. I need it.”

With that, his hands shot down to the drawstring of his sweats. Tugging at the strings just before pushing them down along with his boxers to rest at his thighs. He hissed as his neglected cock sprung out, the tip flushed a deep pink and oozing out with just the smallest bit of pre cum.

One hand gripped onto your ass, running along to grab onto the string of your thong, pulling it to the side.

He grabbed the base of his dick and slapped it against your ass just before brining it down lower. He ran the tip along your soaked folds, teasing the both of you.

“Please, Chris!” You pleaded.

“Shit—“ His breath hitched as he slipped himself inside you. Your body curled towards the sink, feeling him press his entire length inside your cunt, taking him in inch by inch.

“Fuck, baby, that pussy’s so wet.” He sighed, his hands wrapped around your waist once more just before he began to slowly thrust inside you.

His dick twitched against your walls as you fluttered around him, seemingly wetter than just before. After allowing you to adjust he quickly began to speed up his thrusts, leaving you with no mercy.

Your fingers squeezed around the small countertop and your head lowered down into the sink— only to be brought back up by one of Chris’ hands.

“I know you secretly love watching yourself get fucked, baby. You can try hiding it all you want.” He teased.

His fingers traveled up towards your mouth, pressing their way inside. Your tongue swirled around his fingers, the sounds of your slurping and and the squelching sounds coming from your pussy filled the small bathroom.

Your sweet moans and cries were music to his ears and he continued watch you become completely unraveled mess underneath his dick.

His balls slapped against your clit and the plush flesh of your ass bounced each time his pelvis met yours.

His thrusts grew harsher and sloppier by the second, it was all too much for you. You could feel the previous orgasm build up from before, you were only hoping that your boyfriend would be kind enough for you to finish this time.

“Chris! Please, I’m gonna cum.” You cried.

“Are you asking me or telling me, ma?” He replied, you could see a smirk build up on his face through the reflection of the mirror.

“Please, just let me cum.” You whimpered, turning your head to the side giving him your best pleading eyes.

“I’m gonna cum too and if you pull shit like that.” He panted. “Cum for me, wanna feel you squeeze around my dick.”

Chris leaned down towards you, you take the hint and lean in for a heated kiss. Your brows knitted together, feeling that familiar pool of warmth build up by the second in the pit of your belly.

The tip of Chris’ dick kissed that sweet spot of yours with each thrust he made inside you, just enough to finally send you over the edge.

You moaned into the kiss as your tongues intertwined, sending vibrations all throughout your bodies. Your pussy clenched around his length as you squirted, you pulled away from the kiss as you begin to feel his cock pulsating against your plush walls.

“Cum inside, please.” You begged.

“Want me to fill that pussy up?” He groaned, the grip on your hips growing tighter.

“Yes! I need it, so bad!” You cried, feeling your boyfriend shamelessly rut himself into you.

“Just begging for my cum, hm?” He coaxed. “Don’t worry, I’ma give your pussy all the cum it deserves.”

Just a few more moments passed before Chris pumped his warm seed inside you. Both your sighs and pants filled the room as you both began to come down from your highs.

He waited for you to calm down just enough to watch him drag his cock out, watching in awe as his cum spilled out from your tight slit.

He gave your ass another slap and squeeze just before pressing a gentle kiss on your cheek.

“No more worries?” He whispered.

“No.” You reply.

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canthelpit0 · 11 days

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Fake?

Pairing: Matt sturniolo x Reader

Word count : 3.2k +

Summary: matt and reader have known each other since forever. And they’ve been attached at the hip since forever. But what happens when they start to just let everyone think they’re dating, since it’s too hard to convince them otherwise anyway..

Warnings: friends to lovers, fluff, (sort of) fake dating, use of y/n, sweet talk, praise kink, pet names (sweetheart, baby, etc.), gentle sex, oral fem!Reciving, unprotected, creampie, 2nd person.

(A/N: sorry this is actually so short. But I wanted to write something more fluffy for Matt.)

Being childhood friends with the triplets there was always something going on in your life.

You and Matt have been tied at the hip since you were just babies. And sometimes it felt like he was more dependent on you than his own triplet brothers.

You were always together, hanging out. Good thing you were neighbors.

Back when you were younger it was even worse. You’d always sleep in the same bed. Whether at his or your house, you were always snuggling into each other.

You’d hold hands whenever you went anywhere. You made his anxiety better.

You were always there for him. And always being there for him, you were there for his first panic attack. You didn’t know what to do, but just your presence made him calm down faster.

How close you were was questionable, It was cute when you were kids, but you were both seniors in high school now.

Obviously, you were best friends with Nick and Chris too. Yet with Matt, it was different.

He was popular around school. Well not really him. But he was known because he is a triplet. Matt out of the three of them was the most introverted so naturally, he seemed the most mysterious.

Most people also thought you two were dating. And you did nothing to stop them from thinking that. After all, why would you care about what they say?

Matt was currently pacing around in front of you though. You were sitting on your bed, propped against your headboard, as you just watched him move around.

Contrary to popular belief, The most you and Matt had ever done is kiss. And that was only because you got dared to in middle school. And it was only one time.

“C’mon y/n/n please” he whines dramatically. Matt comes over to your bed draping his upper body across your legs, his hands are clasped together dramatically.

“It’s like we’re already dating anyway.”

Matt and his brothers have a shared YouTube that they started recently, about being triplets. You have featured in it plenty of times.

People were shipping you and Matt. And people in real life also thought you were dating.

So Matt being scared to be shipped with other content creators, or any girl he was around, wanted you to pretend to be his girlfriend.

You wouldn’t even have to change anything about the way you act, really. You two already act like a couple.

“Matt” you sigh your hands finding their way to his hair. You card through it gently rubbing his scalp.

“Y/n/n please” he begs again. His upper body is draped on your legs. His lower body is kneeling on the floor next to the bed.

Matt didn’t like being shipped. But he’d been shipped with you all his life. And if he had a ‘girlfriend’ people would stop getting into his business.

“Okay” you give in. Because of course, you do. This is your long-time best friend. You can never say no to him.

He perks up. “Really??” He sits up on his knees on the floor. His arms are still draped across your lap.

“Yeah, but what does it In tail ?” You ask slowly with a slight smile creeping up your face at the way he reacted.

“Nothing, we just say we’re dating” he shrugs. You already acted like it.

“Y’know and maybe kiss sometimes” he shrugs with a slight smile. He wasn’t going to kiss you every time you were on camera, that’d feel forced. He was just gonna kiss you whenever he felt like it, and use that as a way to show affection.

“Nothing we haven’t done before” he adds jokingly.

In a rush of boldness, you pull him up by his shirt and pull him towards yourself. He gets on top of you with a teasing smile, and your lips crash together.

It’s a sweet normal kiss, there are no sparks. It’s just a simple press of lips.

Once he pulls away you chuckle. “What’re we gonna tell Nick and Chris?” You question. “Are they gonna know?”

“Just let them think we’re dating too, I'm pretty sure they’re already convinced” Matt chuckles looking down at you fondly.

He gets off of you, rolling to the side of your bed. He pulls the covers up and gets underneath. Matt pulls you down too, so that you’re lying snuggled up in his arms.

★ ★ ★

So that is how you two started dating. And that was two years ago now.

At that time they’d only had around 20k YouTube followers and way more on TikTok. And now they were at 6 million.

You were also a YouTuber and TikToker now. Except you post whenever you want to.

You’d moved out from Boston to LA with them because, oh you’re still Matt’s girlfriend.

You have your own bedroom. Though you don’t use it very much. You’ve always loved sleeping in the same bed as Matt, cuddling all night, and that never changed.

People believe you’re dating. Which was the whole point. Even your families do, with no suspicion at all.

Except what nobody knows, is that you and Matt have never done anything further than make out. Even with two years of dating. You just never cared to really.

But you did everything else, cuddle, share sweet kisses, go on dates, hang out, and be close to each other.

It was almost like you were actually dating.

And the reason why it lasted so long with barely any problems, was because you and Matt never had an eye for anyone else. It was always you two against the world.

You and Matt were sitting on the couch watching some Netflix show. Nick and Chris were not home, they were at some influencer party.

Suddenly you turn your body and get on top of Matt. You leave a long kiss on his lips, catching him off guard.

“Matt.”

He looks back at you as you sit there straddling his lap. His hands snake to your waist to hold you. Your hands resting on his shoulders.

“Mhm?” He hums in response.

“You know how we’ve done almost everything a couple would?” You ask slowly.

He raises an eyebrow at the statement but nods.

“How about we-“ you cut yourself off for a moment. You click your tongue thinking of how to word it. “Can we fuck?”

That catches Matt off guard. Since it’s once again not what he expected. He pauses looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

“You want me to fuck you?” He asks again seeing if he heard that correctly.

“Yes please?” You say slowly. But before you can question if it was a smart idea to ask that or not, he’s already lifting you and carrying you to your shared bedroom.

He throws you onto the bed gently. You tell at the impact but before you know it Matt’s lips are on yours again.

He pulls away for a moment to swiftly pull his shirt over his head and throws it away. You’ve seen him shirtless countless times, but this was different. This felt… sensual, almost.

He gets on top of you, as you lay in the middle of the king-sized bed. He showers you with kisses, slowly trailing his kisses to your jawline and neck.

You can feel him suck on your collarbone leaving a Purple bruise. Your breath hitches as you start to feel his hand start to run over your side.

You keep looking up at him through lust heavy eyes. You watch his every move anticipating what he’ll do next.

“Want me to make you feel good sweetheart?” He teases, his tone ever so soft.

Ever since you’ve known Matt was a romantic. Almost even a hopeless romantic. But maybe it was you all along.

“Please” you breathe out. Matt pulls away slightly his eyes looking over your face. He looks fond. Like you’re the best thing to ever have happened to him.

He starts to tug on your shirt. “Can I?” He whispers. This entire thing feels so incredibly romantic and loving.

You nod, shifting slightly to let him take your shirt off.

Once his eyes fall on your bra he smiles. He smiled fondly like this was all he had been waiting for all his life.

“You’re so gorgeous.“

He mumbles under his breath. His kisses go back to your collarbone, leaving even more love bites on it.

“I’ll make you feel good sweetheart, I promise.” He smiles. He places a sweet peck on your cheek before he starts to trail them down your body.

Once he reaches your pants he tugs on them lightly before you whine out an agreement.

As soon as it’s off he starts to admire your half naked body in front of him. Matt perches between your thighs leaving a teasing peck on your clothed clit.

“Please” you sighs. You push yourself back on him. Matt chuckles at the movements. He pushes you down by your hips.

“Patience honey” he chuckles teasing you by kissing up your inner thighs. He was purposefully not stimulating the part you needed him the most.

“Matt please” you whine throwing your head back on the bed as you wait for Matt to do something, anything.

“Look at me baby.” He hums softly kissing up your inner thigh. He rubs your thighs slightly while you pick up your head to look back down at him.

You groan dramatically. “Matt”

The way Matt looks between your things like that only serves to make you even wetter.

He chuckles finally starting to pull your panties off gently. He slides them off and throws them across the room. Be careful not to put any pressure on you.

He smiles down at you. Matt sits up between your legs. “How about we take this off yeah?” He hums. His hands trails over your bra. You eagerly lean up to give him access to take your bra off.

He also threw that across the room.

You sigh, laying back down dramatically. Your chest moves at the impact of you laying back down.

Matt eyes lock on your chest

He smiles fondly. He takes one of your tits in his hand starting to fondle it gently.

“You’re so gorgeous, baby” he smiles leaning down for a moment to kiss you, and then trailing his kisses down your throat and between the valley of your breasts.

You let out a soft breath feeling his lips press against all these sensual places.

“Matt please. Come on” you whine dramatically laying flat on your back waiting for him to do something. Anything.

He chuckles, deciding to speed up the teasing. He places himself back between your thighs. Matt then pulls your leg over his shoulders.

“I wanna make this memorable for you.” He says. But before you can respond he licks a bold stripe up your pussy.

You gasp at the feeling. You close your eyes briefly and then look at him.

Before you can complain about the lack of contact, he leaves a kiss on your clit before starting to suck on it.

His groans were sending vibrations through you. he was sucking and swirling his tongue, lapping up your juices. He was eating you out like you were his last meal.

You were chanting his name like a prayer while he just kept vigorously eating you out. Your hands stay tangled in the messy waves, you gently tug on it.

Until without warning you felt his fingers plunge into your tight aching cunt. You feel him start to move them as you feel yourself get closer to the edge.

“Matt- im-“ you get cut off by a moan when Matt curls his fingers at just the right spot.

His eyes stay focused on you. He watches you with a sharp gaze. Watching the way you react.

His movements speed up even more. And before you can warn him you feel the knot in your stomach snap.

He continues to eat you out, lapping up your juices, until you calm down. He licks a final stripe up your pussy watching you shudder at the slight overstimulation.

You tug at his hair and he finally comes back up with his chin coated in your juices. He wipes his chin off with the back of his hand, grinning.

“You’re doing so well for me princess.” Matt smiles leaning down and pressing another sweet kiss to your forehead.

“Matt, please fuck me.” You breathe out. You’re tone begging.

You’ve known Matt all your life. He was your childhood best friend. The guy who you’ve been fake dating for years now. The guy who treated you like a princess, despite your relationship only being for show.

And yet all you wanted to do right now is be with him. Be as close to him as possible.

In hindsight. All of this was inevitable. You’ve always been a little too close, a little too touchy. You’ve always known too much about each other.

That was the reason why most of your, and his other relationships didn’t work out.

“ ‘Corse sweetheart.” He smiles, unbuckling his belt and swiftly removing his jeans.

His dick is big. And that’s not even exaggerated. it was bigger than you expected. But it somehow made sense for him.

The tip was the same rosy color he had on his blushing cheeks. It wasn’t too vainy just the perfect amount. You knew from the size that it’d mildly hurt.

You whine at the feeling of him sliding his cock through your soaked folds.

You feel Matt gently push in. You throw your head back at the feeling making sure to keep your eyes on him.

“Fuck you’re so big” you breathe out. Only his tip was in, but the girth was enough to have you drooling.

“I’ll take it slow, honey” he looks down at you fondly.

And all that fake dating, fake love thing you guys have been doing for years was starting to feel just a little too real.

Once he fully bottoms out he sighs. He doesn’t move for a little, letting you get used to the feeling.

“You can move” you mumble under your breath.

“Your wish is my command princess” he jokes slightly. Matt starts to thrust in and out of you. His pace is gentle and slow.

And with the way he is leaning over your body, keeping the eye contact, it seems so loving and sensual.

“Oh my god Matt-“ you throw your head back, your eyes closing.

Matt was just looking down at you all fond and loving. He looks at you like you’re the only woman in the world. The only woman whom he cares for.

“Fuck- I love you” you breathe out. Without even realizing what you were saying. You’ve said I love you to each other so many times. Yet all those times it was for show or meant platonically.

But this. This was not. You were in love with your best friend. The guy who you’ve been sort of fake dating for two years.

“Oh? do you?” Matt replies teasingly.

He leans down starting to kiss down your neck once again. And the feeling of that only makes you even more aroused. Your breath hitches when you realize what you’d just admitted.

Before you can panic though, Matt starts talking.

“I love you too”

He wasn’t slowing down. He didn’t seem phased by the confession. Like he knew, or was expecting it.

“Do you?” You breathe out.

Matt pulls back slightly. He looks down at you as you timidly open your eyes again. Your eyes lock on his once more. He stares at you with all the love and lust in his body.

“I should’ve told you earlier.” He admits. He lets out a slight laugh at the idea.

His eyes trail your body. Admiring every curve and feature you have.

“It’s okay.” Your eyes are half-lidded, watching him watch you. “Are you mine now? For real?”

“I’m all yours, princess”

And that sentence alone had you rolling your eyes into the back of your head. the way he was talking mixed with the sensual thrusts he was giving. It all felt so good.

It just felt so intimate and loving.

He leans down again his lips capturing yours.

You sloppily kiss back. His thrusts remain deep and sensual.

One of his hands moves to your breast again starting to fiddle with it, occasionally flicking the nipple.

He pulls away from the kiss. He changes hands giving just as much attention to your other breast.

“You wanna come for me baby?” His tone is light and teasing, but laced with so much lust and affection.

“Please”

He smiles pulling himself up. He yanks your legs over his shoulders, readjusting. He starts to harshly thrust into you.

The new angle making him hit deeper. He was hitting every spot in you, making you weak in your knees.

You whine and moan loudly, not bothering to keep quiet since no one is home. You chant his name like it’s the only thing you can think of- which it is.

His breath is sharp too, he lets out occasional groans which send tingles to your core.

He sounds so good.

Matt’s thumb finds its way to your clit starting to rub in it harshly.

“You’re squeezing me so tight honey.” He lets out a harsh breath.

You can only whine in response. The feeling of him drilling into your cunt is overwhelming. You feel like you couldn’t talk, even if you tried.

“You gonna come?” He huffs starting to pick up the pace, both with rubbing on your clit and fucking your cunt.

You feel the intense pressure of the knot, ready to snap in your stomach.

“Let go for me.”

As soon as the words leave his lips you feel yourself clench against him. your eyes close as you feel your orgasm wash over you.

He keeps thrusting into you, fucking you through your orgasm.

“Can I come in you?” Matt breaths out. And all you think to do is nod. You were on the pill, but Matt was gonna take the safe route and ask before he did it anyway.

As soon as you nod you hear his sharp breaths. His hips speed up. The sound of your lewd wetness and the sound of skin slapping is echoing loudly.

His hips start to stutter until he finally slows down.

He collapses on top of you, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

Matt keeps himself inside of you. You feel the way your combined juices leak out of you. You feel the warmth and closure of his body.

He pulls back again. He looks down at you. “So does this count as our new actual anniversary or are we gonna use the fake one?” He says his tone is half joking.

He had that goofy, almost giddy smile on his face. And his smile was making you smile.

“I don’t know we can have both?” You suggest.

After a moment of just staring, admiring each other he pulls out slowly so as to not hurt you.

He stares down at your pussy for a second. Looking at the way it looks all filled with his seed.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” He smiles. He bites his lip when his eyes finally meet yours again.

“Can’t leave your pussy like this.” He teases, stealing another quick peck from your lips, making you smile.

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worldlxvlys · 16 days

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dealer! chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutttt, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, p in v, cream pie, cursing, oral (male + fem receiving), 69, drug use

summary: the effects of the weed that you and chris were smoking made you horny enough, but add his recent insta pictures into the mix ? any sense of self-control you had left your body and suddenly, all you could focus on was making him a trembling, whiny mess under you.

a/n: idea credits to my love @hearts4chriss <33

everything was hazy.

my red eyes drooped ever so lightly, eventually fluttering closed as i took a hit from the joint that chris and i were sharing.

the smoke floated around in the air while we spoke about whatever came to our minds, giving each other our full attention.

well, i was paying attention, just not to his words. i wanted to listen to what he had to say, but i couldn’t help but find myself fixating on everything else.

the way his tongue darted out every now and then, wetting his dried lips.

his cheeks, which were lightly dusted with a rosey tint to match the color of his lips.

his hair, strands messily sticking out in every direction, only adding to how good he looked.

the veins in his hand protruded from his skin as he dug into the ice cream he brought over for us, causing me to clear my throat as i attempted to regain my composure.

i watched as he shoveled the sweet dessert into his mouth, just before the half-melted treat could spill anywhere.

“and i was gonna ask you which pictures you think i should post today, but i ended up picking-”

"wait, you posted?” i asked, grabbing my phone from its place beside me on the bed.

my eyes widened slightly when i saw the pictures, he looked so good.

he always looked good, but these pictures in particular turned me on a little more than they should have.

“you’re joking, right ?” i asked, the words flying out of my mouth before i could stop them.

“what?” he asked confused.

the weed seemed to have taken any self-control that remained in my body, as i immediately straddled chris’s lap.

“you didn’t think you were gonna be able to post those pictures without getting your brains fucked out, did you?”

he stared up at me, mouth hanging open while his hands held onto my waist.

“i mean, i don’t-” his mouth opened and closed like a fish, while a jumbled mess of words fell from his mouth.

i hooked my fingers onto the waistband of his shorts, effectively shutting him up as he squirmed in anticipation.

i moved from my place on top of him, situating myself on my knees between his legs.

i pulled the fabric down slightly to reveal his happy trail, immediately adorning the newly exposed skin with kisses.

he let out a low whine at the feeling, hips bucking up into my face.

i quickly pushed his hips down, holding him steady as i ran my tongue along his skin.

“fuck” he sighed out, eyes falling shut as he swallowed harshly.

i could tell that the weed was affecting him, his sensitivity to my touch growing with every movement.

“lift” i told him as he followed my instructions, raising his hips while i pulled his shorts down.

i brought my hand to his clothed dick, which pressed against his boxers angrily.

i pressed a kiss to his crotch, eliciting a low whine from him.

“what do you want, chris?” i asked as i began to palm him.

“need your mouth” he moaned out.

“lay back, take off your boxers” i told him, watching as he eagerly did what i said.

when he was laid fully naked on the bed, i stripped for him.

i joined him on the bed, sitting behind him with my chest pressed to his back.

i wrapped my arms around his waist, my hand finding its way to his dick.

"i- fuck- i said my mouth” he groaned out as i collected the pre-cum that leaked out of his tip in my hand.

“you’ll get my mouth” i spoke as i squeezed his base, his hips jerking up in response, “when i feel like it”

he remained silent after that, only moans and whines leaving his mouth as i continued to move my hand up and down his length.

“does it feel good, chris?” i asked, whispering into his ear while i nibbled the lobe.

“fuck, yes. please don’t stop” he groaned, thrusting his hips up into my hand.

“tell me when you’re close, baby” i spoke before beginning to take the skin of his neck between my lips, sucking harshly.

i littered his neck with dark bruises while he continued to fuck himself against my hand.

“so eager, my love. but if you want to cum, you’ll have to slow down” i told him.

“n-no, please ! i need to cum so bad” he spoke, his pace remaining the same.

“chris. slow down” i spoke again, causing the pace of his hips to slow against my hand.

“there you go, is it so hard to listen?” i asked as he let out a groan.

“fuck” he whispered out as his veiny cock moved against my hand slowly.

“i’m close” he spoke, his breathing picking up.

before he was able to let go, however, i moved my hand away.

“shit” he whined as his cock twitched, but he was left unsatisfied.

“you don’t get to finish that easily, baby. you gotta work for it” i spoke, chuckling as he went to move his hand towards his dick.

i quickly grabbed his hand before he got the chance to touch himself, “keep your hands behind your back. i swear to god, if you move them i’ll tie your ass up” i spoke into his ear.

he did as i said, but never acknowledged that he heard me. i turned his face to look at me, tilting my head at him, “you got that?”

“yes” he whispered as he stared at my lips.

i wrapped my hand around his neck, bringing his face up to mine to pull him into a heated kiss.

he moaned into my lips, while our lips molded together.

“you ok?” i asked him, noticing the dazed look on his face.

“you’re such a freak” he smirked up to me.

“and you’re such a submissive bitch” i answered, letting go of his face and moving my hand back down to his length.

i circled my thumb around his tip, pushing it against the slit, making his hips jolt up into my hand.

“such a tease” he mumbled under his breath.

in one swift motion, i moved to his side and pulled his shoulders back to lay down.

i moved so that each of my legs were on either side of his body.

“you obviously need some help in shutting the hell up” i spoke before moving to sit on his face.

chris immediately hooked his hands around my thighs, working my pussy with his tongue.

i leaned forward, taking his dick into my hand and swirling my tongue around his tip.

he groaned into me, the vibrations intensifying my pleasure.

i moaned against him in response, making his noises increase in volume.

i took as much of him as i could, using my hand to stroke the parts of his member that my mouth couldn’t reach.

he pulled my lower body harder against his mouth, his tongue focusing on my clit while his nose nudged against my needy hole.

i focused on his tip, teasing it as much as i could with my tongue, causing him to push his hips up in need.

i could tell he was getting close, so i removed my mouth from him with an audible pop.

he let out a whine of disappointment, his hands loosening around my thighs.

“you wanna cum so bad? fine.” i spoke as i moved down his body, making my way between his legs.

he sat upright, watching wordlessly as i turned around to face him.

he stared up at me with his mouth hung open while i aligned him with my entrance, sinking down onto him.

his hands automatically flew up to my waist when he bottomed out, stopping me from moving.

“god, i could cum right now if you start moving” deciding to test his limits, i spoke “good” before beginning to move anyway.

“fuck- oh my god” he groaned out as he began to shake underneath me.

i knew his frustrations from his previously ruined orgasm were building up, but i didn’t think it’d actually make him finish so quickly.

“i can’t- holy shit” he shuddered as he shot his load into me.

i gave him a minute to regain his breath, his grip on my hips tightening slightly.

“i still- i wanna make you feel good. please let me fuck you” he begged.

“yeah? give it to me, baby” he lifted me up slightly before beginning to thrust his hips up into mine.

the feeling of his hot cum being fucked into me sent me into a frenzy, only making me wetter.

i could tell he was struggling, overworking his already spent muscles to make sure i felt good.

“you’re so good to me, chris. let me take care of you” i whispered down to him.

his thrusts came to a hault, allowing me to take over as i rocked my hips into his.

“fuck, yes. oh my god” he shakily moaned as his head fell onto my shoulder.

i brought my hand to his hair, raking my fingers through it slowly while i rolled my hips on top of him sensually.

“look so pretty like this, oh” his face scrunched up as he began to whimper under me, making me clench around him at the sound.

“fuck- i’m so sensitive” he spoke.

“i know, baby. can’t help it, love hearing those sounds you make” i breathed out.

“still feeling ok?" i asked.

he nodded his head at that, “yes, so close. can i cum?” he asked as his hands slid to my ass, groping and massaging the skin.

“wait for me, i’m almost there. can you hold it w little longer?” i asked, reaching between us to rub my clit.

“t-too much” he whined, his face scrunching up while a few tears fell down his face.

“take it, chris” i told him, wiping his tears away while he twitched inside of me.

his legs began to shake involuntarily, increasing the friction between us.

“fuck” his voice broke as he moaned out, eyes rolling back as he bit his lip.

“go ahead, chris. let go” i told him, his hips stuttering as his head flew back and he filled me up with his cum.

it wasn’t long before i finished on top of him, my release dripping out of me and onto his dick.

we took a minute to catch our breath, staying in the same position for a while.

“here, let’s get you cleaned up” i spoke, moving to get up when he stopped me.

“wait, can we just stay like this for a while?” he asked, his arms wrapping tighter around me.

“of course” i told him, wrapping my arms around his neck to hug his body close to mine.

“you ok?” i asked as i rubbed soothing circles into his back.

“when i’m with you? always” he spoke, placing a kiss to my shoulder.

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𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗔 𝗚𝗜𝗥𝗟𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗗𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗖𝗢𝗦𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗢𝗟𝗢𝗚𝗬

pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: the relationship between matt and a girlfriend in cosmetology school

warnings/notes: established relationship, swearing, nudity innuendos?? they are naked together, kinda went off the cosmetology thing but it’s cute so whtv, a bit short but this is my first time doing preferences

- first . . . he’s totally spoiled

- like really spoiled

- you would practice at home, and then whatever you could on matt

- manicure: hand massages, cuticle cutting, nail painting, hair washing: head massages, shampoo and conditioning his hair

- he would let you practice shaving his beard but it would take awhile for him to let you

- not because he doesn’t trust you, but because he was going through a beard phase

- matt would loveeee the head massages and would get you to do them all the time

- eventually it becomes second nature and so you’ll be cuddling on the couch or outside sitting down with him between your legs and your hand will just find it’s way into his hair

- and you have fake nails so you know it feels reallyyy good

- waxing . . . but he would not admit that he lets you do it

- you ALWAYS smell good

- your shampoo and conditioner, perfume, skin/body care

- nick always asks you what you use for your skin

- sleepovers with nick where you do skincare, face masks, nail painting

- and chris begs to join until nick says yes

- matt always finds you three on nick’s bed watching a movie

- you had been obsessed with makeup your whole life

- def the designated hair braider on your sports team

- BATHS TOGETHER

- bubble bath, candles, you talking about your day and drama and he’ll be listening

- he’s just happy to be there

- studying at his house while you’re watching a movie together or if he’s busy with the podcast

- chris coming up to you and randomly asking you a question about what you’re doing when you’re studying

- “why do you push your cuticles back?” “how do perms work? like how do you do them?”

- it makes you smile because he’s genuinely interested

- will show him some things if you can

- you’re super sweet

- everyone likes you

- you’re a girls girl

- someone needs a pad/tampon? you got it. someone doesn’t want to go somewhere alone? they aren’t because you’re coming with

- you don’t gatekeep skincare or makeup

- always have lip balm on you

- you and matt go to the gym together

- always have a matching top and pants for your workout outfit

- matt just can’t believe you’re his 🤍

- like he looks at you like you hung the moon and stars

- i want to wear his initial on a chain ‘round my neck vibes

- you literally have a necklace with his initial, you walked it with it on and his eyes popped out of his head

- totally share jewelry

- you steal his sweaters, shirts, shorts, boxers, basically anything you can get your hands on

- give matt face massages

- he be lookin’ flawless

- pays for you even though you decline because he knows how much money you use for school stuff

- that shit is expensiveeee

- nick asked you first to help him dye his hair red

- ofc you said yes! he’s your bestie

- played ariana, doja cat, clairo, stuff like that

- #danceparty

- your stuff sort of pops up around the house

- chris will find like a bobbypin or a hair tie on the floor

- smells like you because you bought candles for them that you loved

- thrifting and going to flea markets and getting stuff for your apartment like vases, cups to hold jewelry, etc

- your hair is amazing. everyone’s jealous. i’m jealous.

- no split ends, doesn’t get greasy until at least 5-6 days after you wash it, perfect for styling. also sleep with a bonnet because that does wonders for you

- lashes are amazing as well. it’s because you get them done while at school 😉😉😉

- you drive nick and chris around if matt’s not there or busy

- they literally love you

- think you’re perfect for your brother

- so nice, so sweet, literal angel

- you’ve been on the podcast

- made a tiktok account after matt suggested you do

- blew up. and it’s partly because you don’t gatekeep

- you’re so relatable too, being completely honest about how you feel . . . and are so funny

- “hot take . . . men should shave their armpits. like how do you put deodorant on?” “you ever too lazy to wash your face so all it is is a makeup wipe and a rinse with water? me too.”

- will trim matt’s hair if be wants just a trim

- you first said no, didn’t want to mess up, but he believed in you 🤭🤭

- your biggest supporter

- they would totally be there when you graduate

- cheering loudly when you walk along the stage

- like the pricilla movie scene but with no creepy old men

- you love that movie, hate elvis, but love pricillia

- you sometimes cook for them so they don’t eat out all the time

- you’re a good cook 👩‍🍳

- force them to have some form of vegetables

- his parents love you

- go fishing with jimmy and the boys the one time they do (sorry jimmy but it’s true)

- fans will ask for pictures when you visit matt on tour

- who’s the triplets? they’re here for you

- matt is so proud of you

- if you ever need him to pick you up he’ll bring you food or starbucks so you have energy when you’re done

- is at your beck and call

- ask him to jump off a cliff? he’ll hesitate a bit but will ultimately do it

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