#matthew sturniolo x reade

[mattluvsmarni]

Fishing

Matt sturniolo x reader

warnings & a/n: suggestive(??), cursing. I don’t think there’s any warnings really just something short and sweet💗

Matt chuckles at your sour face as he holds his hand out waiting for you to take it. "Come on it will be a good experience, this one was your idea anyways." 

you hate the noise your every step causes, but you're just relieved to finally be under shade.

You and Matt had created a bucket list during the summer and it was your pick to do one thing the other has never done before. So when Matt found out you've never been fishing before. He decided to take matters into his own hands and to teach you how to fish.

"OW" he yelped, that's when you noticed you went from gripping just the material of his shirt to digging your nails into his skin out of fear. "i've got you, you can chill''

"sorry" you say, smoothing your hand down the spot.

"isn't this where leeches and things like that are" you ask as you carefully start to scan the trail with your eyes.

"yeah..." he stops, pulling you back. "Wait I think..." he trails off staring into a spot, pretending he's seen something.

"Quit fooling around and take us where we need to go" you insist, tugging on his arm to move him.

-

After Matt's assured you that he's 99% sure leeches or any of these little bugs wouldn't get into your things, you start to set them down.

"WAIT I GOT ONE" he exclaims, hooking and reeling it back quickly 

He looks back to see if you’re watching from your squatted position only to lose it just as quickly "fuckk" he huffs out clicking his tounge “I almost had it too”

You break out into a fit of laughter at his genuine disappointment. He had the goal of catching 5 to the thought of just 1 being a maybe.

he acts out a walk of shame towards you

“no i saw it, don't worry” you try to encourage even if you can’t help the small laughs you let out. 

“Hahah funny” his voice monotone, but his face deceives him because it’s evident that he’s holding back the biggest smile

“Okay let’s see what you’ve got” he says motioning you to go over to him 

“Hopefully a lot better than whatever’s got you” you remark, as you walk towards him

Chuckling, he hooks an arm around your waist pulling you closer. 

“You’re gonna press this button as you pull it back” he steps aside to demonstrate. “And let it go as soon as it hits the water, alright?”

“Okay I think I’ve got” you say, but more so to yourself. Mirroring his exact actions, you press the button, pull the rod back, and pull it down towards the water. 

"nice cast!" he says, his face beaming. Your just as surprised that it actually landed instead of it getting stuck in your hair when you pulled back 

“Now reel it in” he reaches in beneath your arms and positions your hands correctly. “Nice and steady” he instructs, you can feel his hot breath on your neck brushing his fingers over yours as he hold them in place

“A little more speed so we don’t get hung up at the bottom” he leans in closer towards you as you subconsciously, but slightly tilt your head back. “But slow enough so that a fish can catch on.” His body is pressed directly behind your own, his leg in between yours for balance and you can feel your heart beating faster

You liked the way he made you feel, like you could do anything. Things you’ve never thought of doing and still end up enjoying it.

“Good girl, you’re already a natural” he whispers in your ear and you smiled as you took your bottom lip between your teeth

“You think so?” You ask looking up at him

“I know so” he’s smirking, until something starts tugging on the rod

"OKAY LOOK I think we got it!””look!” He says, practically shouting at you

"i'm looking!” You shout back 

He places his hand on yours helping you reel it back. You’d think this was a whale by how hard it is to pull it out 

"yeahh" you say smiling wide as you finally see the medium sized fish that fell for the bait 

He unhooks the fish from the rod "oh my god a long time coming fish" 

"can i hold him" 

"yeah here" pulling it off his finger for it to latch onto yours 

"im holding it, im holding it" you say, giggling, as you hold the fish inches away from yourself.

He laughs finding your excitement amusing 

“Nice” he praises, taking it to throw it back into the water

You go to squat next to him as you both watch it swim away.

[mrsriddles-blog]

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[ssturniolo]

can you do matt x reader gf hc ?

Matthew sturniolo x reader gf

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 - None :)

- He has a little bookshelf in his room just for when you come over :)

- Cute little library dates (he’s bringing you a new book and flowers 🤭)

- Sometimes you’ll sit in the way back of the van reading as they film car videos just to be around them <3

- He lovesss having you sit on his lap as you read so he can be close to youuu

- Matt doesn’t understand why you spend your time reading for fun but he supports you nonetheless

- He’ll always ask what’s going on in your book just to see you get all happy :))

“Soooo what’s going on in your book right now sweetheart?”

“Wait reallyyyy???”

- He constantly finds you sleeping with your opened book in random ass places 😭 (couch, kitchen counter, bathroom floor, top of the stairs, etc.)

- Sometimes Matt will just stare at you and soak in how peaceful you look while you read. To him, you’re the most beautiful girl in the world

“What’s going on?” He laughs as you turn the page, smiling to yourself.

“Shut up Matt I’m at the good part”

- He doesn’t understand why you would rather read the book than just watch the tv show/movie

- His favorite part of the night is when you finally put your book down so y’all can cuddle before you fall asleep in his arms <3

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Thanks for the request I love this sm 😭🫶🏻

XOXO - Zoe

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[eroticsturn]

permission - c.s

Summary: Chris touches himself without your permission. 

Warnings: sub!chris x dom!fem reader, smut, use of mommy, overstimulation, praise kink/ degradation kink, and idk what else

𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥!

the triplets have been on tour for the past two months. which made things harder for chris as you weren’t able to go with them due to school assignments. today you were going to surprise chris since they just came back from tour. 

you changed into some short shorts and tank top because you knew that would drive chris insane. it’s already late so you don’t necessarily need to dress up all nice and fancy for him. you call an uber and make your way to the triplets house. 

you’re immediately greeted by matt at the door

"hey y/n, he's in his room. he's been all moody since we left for tour. hopefully you can help fix that" matt muttered out softly which could barely be heard.

"thanks for letting me know" you smiled and made your way down the stairs to his room.

when you heard muffled sounds coming from his room. you just assumed he was playing on his pc until you got closer to his door and saw that it was cracked open a bit.

he whined as his hand softly swiped over his leaking red tip. you watched as his face scrunched every time his hand went over his sensitive area. he let out a few whimpers and whines.

you started to feel the space between your legs soak with anticipation as your core practically throbbed for some sort of relief. you open the door and once he heard the door creak, he immediately attempted to cover himself with his blanket and snapped his head up towards the door.

"what are you up to, baby?" you say innocently.

you slowly made your way over to him. he still hadn't said a word.

"what is it sweetheart? what were you doing just now?" you taunted as he tried to avoid eye contact with you. chris remained silent.

his chest moving slowly while he tried controlling his breathing. his glossy blue eyes stared everywhere but your direction. you can see how he’s in the verge of tears, still avoiding to look up at you.

your hand gripped his chin harshly. turning his precious face towards your direction, making him have no choice but to finally stare up at you. his pretty blue eyes got even watery, tears sliding down his cheeks while you grinned sinisterly.

“answer my question, baby. what were you just doing?” you say quietly, hearing his muffled whimpers.

“m-mommy, i’m sorry..” chris finally says, his voice shaky as he held his tears in.

“sorry for what, baby?” you say, staring into his glossy eyes, using your thumb to wipe the tears slipping down.

chris remained silent once again, his chest moving rapidly now as he struggles to breathe properly. you leaned into his ear, your warm breath making his body shiver.

“didn’t we agreed that we wouldn’t touch ourselves without permission, christopher?” you whispered into his ear, causing him to whimper once again.

after a few seconds of silence, chris begins to open is mouth, letting a quiet whimper before speaking.

“i-i’m sorry mommy.. i needed to be touched..” he says quietly, tears sliding down his cheeks once again.

“you don’t touch yourself, baby. you need to ask for permission before you do that. now you have your dick hidden under this blanket.” you say harsh tone.

your hand grips onto the blanket tightly, ripping it off him. he whines quietly, feeling the blanket rub against his angry tip.

“mmm.. mommy please touch me..” he cries out.

feeling the cold breeze from his room hitting his nude area, causing him to grow goosebumps around his body.

“and why should i do that? you disobeyed me, christopher.” a smirk formed onto your lips once finishing your sentence.

your right hand sliding up his thigh as your thumb rubbed onto his inner thigh. his mouth opened up slightly, arching his back in hopes your arm touches his sensitive area on accident. you noticed his movements, leaning your thumb towards his tip. you begin to rub the pre cum around it causing him to grip the sheets tightly.

“f-fuck..” he groans quietly

his back curves upwards more, tempting to feel more then just your thumb.

“mommy please. it hurts..” he cried out

the more you rubbed the tip, the more angrier it got. his body began to shake and his hand began to move down to his thigh.

“t-touch me or.. or-“ he stumbled to say but you immediately cut him off.

“or what? you’re gonna touch yourself again without permission? making this even harder for you?” you spit out harshly.

your hand wraps around his hard bulge, jacking him off in a intense pace. his body joint up and his mouth opens up wide.

“m-mommy! wait a s-second-“ he moans out loudly before you cut him off again.

“isn’t this what you wanted, baby? you wanted me to touch you so thats what i’m doing.” you say sweetly

his right hand grips the sheets tightly as his left hand squeezes your free hand.

the room filled with his echoing moans and soft whimpers. his mouth was open wide, saliva sliding down on the right side of his lips. your movements continue to increase. your right hand sliding up and down his dick in a intense pace while your left hand stayed unmoved on his right thigh.

his hand clinched onto your wrist tighter than before.

“i- i can’t.. i’m so close..” he struggles to say.

his chest moving up and down in quick speed and tears sliding down his rosy cheeks.

a smirk formed onto your lips as you heard him say those words. without any hesitation, you slipped your hand away. he whimpers loudly, his dick throbbing and the tip getting than before.

chris looks up at you in desperation

“mommy please.. don’t do this. i need to cum, please! it hurts.” he cries out, fully sobbing from the way you made his body more overwhelmed and shaky.

you stood up fully, smirking down at him while he continued to sob

“i would say that’s punishment for you touching yourself but.. mommy needs you just as much you need her right now.” you say sweetly. hands making their way to your shorts.

chris continues to cry but making sure he was silent. he stared at your hand movements, watching how those pretty soft hands of yours grab the rim of your shorts as you pull them down exposing your baby blue panties.

his mouth opened wide, groaning loudly at the sight of you stripping yourself in front of him. just the thought of you jumping on him, shoving his dick inside your wet clit made him want to cum at the spot.

staring down at him with a huge smirk, your hands grabbed onto the ending of your tank top. you slowly pulled it up, exposing your matching baby blue bra that fit so nicely against your tits.

“fuck.. mommy quit teasing..” chris says in desperation

his sensitive spot harden all over again just by the sight of you and the images planted on his head.

“be patient, baby.” you say innocently

your hands made their behind you, unclipping your bra as you let it fall on its own. chris groaned loudly at the sight of your boobs being fully exposed now. his thoughts got wilder and wilder. now picturing you bouncing on him, your pretty breasts jumping along with you.

“f-fuck..” he groans out even louder. his head leaning back onto his bed frame. letting his whole mind go wide.

you smiled at him so sweet and innocent, pushing down your panties which were soaked from the very moment you walked into his room. you teasingly made your way towards him, and he began to whimper again.

you sat on his lap straddling him and slowly grind yourself on him, just to tease him a little more. the throbbing feeling became worse, you grew needier and needed him inside of you immediately. you lifted yourself up, and grabbed his dick. you slowly pushed yourself down on him and you both let out a groan.

ima start writing pt.2 soon. i just needed to publish something rn 😭

- 𝘈

[matthewmurdockswife]

Texts with Bf!Chris sturniolo

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[mangoposts]

Matt + good girl!reader just butters my fucking biscuit it fits too well and makes too much sense

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[sturnslow]

Broken heart

Part 2

Summary: y/n and the triplets grew up together but Matt and her never got along they hated each other but maybe that changes ??

Warning: slight smut, mentions of drug and alcohol, sweating

The car ride was silent no music, no talking just the noise of the car and our breaths. I lived about 10 mins away from the triplets so it wasn’t too long but with Matt it felt like forever we had only been driving for 3 mins and it had felt like 30 years.

“You really liked her Hm” I asked breaking the silence

“I don’t know” he muttered

“It’s okay to have feelings towards someone Matt” I looked over at him. No response

“Did you love her” I asked

“I don’t fucking know Y/N she was my first girlfriend since middle school yes I liked her I just feel different now she’s not here stop talking to me like we’re friends it’s pretty obvious I hate you so just stop talking” he snapped. Wow.

I didn’t reply mainly bc I was angry but I was also embarrassed why do I even try to talk to him, but he had a point and I wasn’t going to argue against it so I just left the silence to linger.

We pulled into my driveway “thank you”I said “what did I just say” he replied. I slammed his door shut and walked in

“ANDREEA” I shouted, she walked out her room “Heyy” she said hugging me.

“Soo how did it go” I asked, we both sat down on the couch “it was the best thing ever I spoke to felix and he asked for my number” she giggled. “WHAT” I screamed jumping up, I was more excited then her I’m so happy for her if anyone deserved this, it was andreea.

“So how come you stayed out” she asked

“Well I fell asleep watching a movie Matt also broke up with Isabella and I think he’s upset about it but honestly I don’t care” I responded

“What happened”

“She cheated on him” I said

“Ouchhhh that must hurt” she she hissed

“Maybe it will teach him a lesson to be nicer to people” she added

The problem was that Matt was nice to literally everyone but me, he sweet around all other girls and his brothers, his friends and there friends. But me, no he hated me and to be fair I couldn’t care less.

“Earth to y/nnnn” andreea snapped her fingers in my face taking me out of my thoughts

“I may need to go out in a sec can I borrow your car” she asked

“It’s out of gas still in the triplets drive way”

“How did you get home” she asked confused

“Matt” I spoke

“Matt?” She laughed confusingly “Matt gave you a ride home” she said more serious this time

“Yeah, but don’t look shocked he was being a dick the whole way here” I rolled my eyes

“Typical Matt, don’t worry about it imma just Uber” she said walking into the bathroom and the shower turned on.

-

Call from Chris 💗

Mmm I rolled over from my nap

“Hello” i say

“You wanna go to a party ?” He asks

“You don’t even drink why would u go” I responded

“Cause it will be fun”

“Okay yeah whatever I’m down”

“Be ready in 15 mins”

WHAT I thought that’s not alot of time

“Oh okay bye”

“Bye Y/n”

I put on this short black dress and put some some makeup on then I just did my hair half up half down in a claw clip because I didn’t have time to deal with that, I heard matts horn beep and I went outside.

“Hey” I said getting in next to nick, Nate was also in the back with us

“You look pretty” nick says

“Very” nate adds

“I’d be lying if I didn’t say u looked hot” Chris giggled, Matt didn’t say a word other than giving me an eye roll through the mirror

“Thanks guys” I smiled

We arrived at the party and I didn’t waste time going in, the music was loud and I didn’t know where the triplets and Nate went I was just alone in the kitchen of this house. I poured myself a drink leaning against the counter slowly moving my hips to the music.

“Hey sexy” I turned it was a tall guy, black messy hair and a tattoo on his neck.

“Hey, what’s ur name” I smiled at the handsome boy

“I’m Wayne what’s urs” he placed his hands on my waist

“Y/N” I downed the rest of my drink as the alcohol started to kick in as he pulled me to the dance floor and we danced.

“Here” he pulled out 2 pills lifting one to his mouth swallowing it as he put the other one to my lips

“I don’t do drugs i-“ I was cut off

“I’ll take care of you come on take it don’t be a pussy why are u at a party if ur not gonna have fun” he stroked my face, it shouldn’t have made me weak but it did I mean he was hot and I didn’t want him to not like me.

I took the pill and me and Wayne spoke and danced for about 15 mins, then the immediate regret hit me. I shouldn’t have taken that pill, my head went fuzzy but I didn’t want his hands to get off me, I wanted more, I needed more.

I ran my hands up his body as he pulled me to the bathroom, he lifted me up onto the sink “mmm” I moaned as he kissed my neck his hands running up and down my thighs. I pulled his shirt over his head his lips crashing into mine, he bit my lip asking for entrance.

A part of me wanted this but I new it was wrong I wanted to stop but I couldn’t push him off me, my body was heavy and my mind was weak

“stop” I breathed out “shh shh it’s gonna be okay” his hands lightly running over my clit making me whine, “we can’t do this stop it” I used my strength to push him away but it was nothing at this point I couldn’t even open my eyes, what the fuck did I take.

Then the door swung open “she said stop jackass” I knew the voice it was Matt, no it couldn’t be Matt but it sounded just like him.

“She was the one who wanted this” Wayne said

“Well I heard her say stop twice”

“You been spying on us, pervert” Wayne pushed him

At this point I could barely see straight let alone keep my eyes open but from what I could see it was Matt, Matt was in here, they were arguing but my ears were ringing and I started to panic, my breathing got heavy I was scared.

“Tell her not to do drugs again if this is how she acts” Wayne said walking out.

“Drugs?” He asked, turning to me my eyes screwed shut but tears slightly running down my face I felt like I couldn’t breathe

“I- Matt I- can’t breathe” I panicked

“I’m right here Y/N” Matt said interlocking his hands with mine.

~~~~

This is not proof ready but thanks to the people who read my last chapter I hope u enjoy this one

[skyslondon]

band boy - c.s. - 1

Overview: playing clarinet in your school’s band was always your favorite hobby. But when your parents split in your junior year, you’re forced to move to Boston with your dad. Which meant moving, switching schools, switching bands. You never wanted to talk to anyone except the nice girl sitting next to you, until you notice a certain saxophone player. Maybe this new school won’t be too bad?

Pairing: original character and chris sturniolo

Warnings: none, this is my first fic on this app and an intro to this story :) 

a/n: I was going to make this a y/n story, but I’ve been dying to make a fic with the name Emmaline. This is also based off my schedule and school, since I’d lose track if this was a different layout/schedule of school. Enjoy and dm or comment thoughts <3

xoxo, skye

Word count: we’ll see

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“Come on Emma, you’re gonna be late if you take any longer,” I hear my dad call from downstairs of our new house. 

I roll my eyes, grabbing my backpack, which was essentially stuffed, before walking down the stairs quickly. 

“Yeah, yeah,” I mumble, messing with my hair. “Do you know where I left my–”

I’m cut off when I feel my dad pull me into a hug. “You look beautiful, honey.”

I smile, pulling away. “Anyways, my…” 

My dad smiles, motioning behind him with his head. “Computer by the microwave. Don’t forget your clarinet either.”

“Gotcha,” I say to myself, grabbing the computer and shoving it in my bag. “Now lets go,” I mumble, lifting my backpack up again for effect.

~~~

First period was boring. It was english, nothing special. It was just a meet-everyone period, which I spent listening to music on my headphones, ignoring people. Bell rang, and I’m out.

I glance down at my phone nervously as I walk through the halls towards the art building. Everyone here seemed to be so at ease. I guess that makes sense, considering my grade’s been going here for two years already. My hands swipe against my jeans, hoping to wipe off my sweat before I push open the double doors. Looking around the small courtyard, I read the classroom’s labels: guitar, ceramics, art. 

A tall-ish boy with curly brown hair holds the door for me. I look up, catching his gaze. God, is he beautiful. Dark blue eyes, high cheekbones, perfectly complemented by that hair. I smile, muttering a soft, “thank you,” before looking down again and walking into the band room. 

It’s beautiful. 

It’s beautiful. 

Tall ceilings, posters and banners laid across the walls, as well as those weird geometric wooden things that I’m not really sure of the purpose of. I think they’re supposed to make music sound better, since I’ve seen them in every band room I’ve been in. 

A slightly short man who looks like the teacher stands nearby, welcoming people in. I walk over, hoping for guidance. 

He notices me and smiles. “Hi, what can I do for you?”

I smile back politely, fumbling with my jacket nervously. “Um, my name is Emmaline, I’m new to this class?”

His eyes light up when he hears my name. “Emmaline! Right, my name is Mr. Kelsey.” The man–Mr. Kelsey sticks his hand out for a handshake, which I take. “Oh, you need a locker, don’t you?”

I look around at people walking into a small side room. Confused, I nod. 

“Here, come with me,” he motions me into what I assume is his office as he grabs a roll of tape and rips off a piece. 

Mr. Kelsey walks back out and towards the side room, and I follow, still confused. My heart races slightly as I see a few people turn their heads when we walk in.

“What instrument do you play?” He asks as we walk around a few people putting together various instruments. “Clarinet,” I respond. 

“Perfect.” He sticks the tape on a plain, unlabeled locker. “This one’s yours, go ahead and write your name on it,” he turns back to me, holding out a sharpie.

My hands slightly shaky, I grab the marker, writing out my full name neatly: Emmaline Hale.

He walks out of a different door than we entered through, motioning me through. 

We stop next to the second row of chairs on the right side. Mr. Kelsey pulls a chair up for me. “That’s your seat. You can share a stand and music with Madison. She sits next to you. If you have any questions, let me know,” he explains before walking away.

Cool.

~~~

“Hey, you’re the new girl from Lowell, right?”

I turn over my shoulder as I see a short girl with long, brown hair and brown eyes walk up to me. I smile and nod.

She smiles back politely. “Cool. I can help you out here if you’d like?” she asks, to which I nod. “Perfect. Oh, what’s your name?”

“Emmaline, but you can call me Emma.”

“Nice to meet you Emma. I’m Madison, but you can call me Madi.”

~~~

“Do you wanna hangout with me at lunch?”

I open my mouth to respond, but close it as I notice the boy from earlier. The boy that held the door for me. From the looks of it, he plays alto saxophone, and I just might fold. He pushes his hair back with his hand as he looks around the room. We made eye contact and I swear it was a scene from a romance novel. It quite literally felt like the other people disappeared. He licked his lips and all I did was stare at him, trying to memorize his face as if I’d never see him again.

“Emma?” I’m pulled out of my trance when Madi taps me on the shoulder. She looks around, trying to figure out what I’m spaced out at, but when I look back, the boy is turned towards his music. 

I let out a soft sigh, turning back to Madi. “Sorry, what’d you say?”

“What were you–nevermind. I asked if you’d want to hangout with me at lunch?”

I smile, nodding. “That’d be great, thank you so much.”

Lunch plans, secured. 

“Okay, looks like we’re out of time. Take a look at your music, or don’t. I’ll see you all tomorrow,” Mr. Kelsey announced, stepping down from the podium while everyone started to pack up their instruments. 

We both reach under our chairs to grab our cases. “I usually hangout with some of my friends, but I don’t have to if you’d rather?” Madi asked, looking at me while she swabs her clarinet. 

“Oh, no, that’s okay, I’d like to meet your friends if that’s okay?” I ask, pulling apart my clarinet and putting my reed back into its case. 

She smiles as she closes her case, standing up and waiting for me to finish packing up. We walk to the back room, putting our instruments away while most people are already walking out.

As we’re grabbing our backpacks, Madi speaks up again, “My friends are triplets, by the way. Just so you know before thinking there’s three of the same person,” she explains, laughing slightly.

I nod, “Triplets? I’ve never met triplets before.”

“Oh yeah, we’ve been close since we were in middle school. They’re chill, I think you’ll like them,” she smiles as the bell rings and we walk out.

“Cool,” I respond, checking my phone while we walk slowly towards the cafeteria. We walk past the lunch line and up the steep stairs, Madi leading me down a hallway I wouldn’t have known existed if she hadn’t showed me. 

We turn a corner and are met with a small open area, the nearest classroom being far enough away that we can talk without worry of being heard by teachers.

I see three boys sitting near eachother along the wall. They all have similarly colored medium brown hair, slightly curly. Are these the triplets Madi mentioned earlier? They’ve got to be. 

“Hey guys,” Madi greets. 

The boys look up and I meet eyes with all of them before landing on the beautiful eyes of the boy that held the door for me earlier. The boy that plays saxophone. Band boy.

a/n: first part lets goooo if anyone is actually reading this thank you, this’ll be a slow burn probably so more parts up sooonn

[hysteria-things]

HEYY I LOVE YOUR STORIES COULD YOU MAYBE DO ONE FOR CHRIS OR MATT WHERE HE MEETS A GIRL ON TOUR WHEN SIGNING AUTOGRAPHS AND TELLS HER TO MEET HIM IN THE TOURBUS THEN YKK

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ʚ♡ɞ 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 ʚ♡ɞ

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: dom!matt x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: the versus tour takes place in your hometown! while doing autographs, you seem catch the matt sturniolo’s eye.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUTTY SMUT, swearing, choking if you squint, making out, oral (male and female receiving), dry humping (?), face fucking, spanking, p in v, overstimulation, dumbification, marking, some degradation/praising, hair pulling, squirting, cream pie, ROUGHH

ASSUME YOU’RE ON THE PILL!

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2,427

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i added this to my welcome post but i’m going to say it here too. my requests are now CLOSED because i’ve been getting overwhelmed and i want to get them done LOL but my inbox is still open so feel free to chat with me :)

idk when i’ll open them again, but they will be eventually!

the moment you’ve been waiting for for months has finally arrived. you and your best friend hannah were lucky enough to get tickets to the sturniolo triplets tour in your hometown.

currently, the small talk line moves slowly but surely. your friend is decked out in purple for nick while you’re wearing blue for matt.

“we’re next!” hannah gushes, clapping her hands in excitement. she pushes you ahead of her. “i’m scared. you go first.”

you roll your eyes playfully. honestly, you’re not nervous to meet your favorites. you feel chill, which is the opposite of what you thought you’d be like.

matt greets you by hugging you tight and smiling. “how are you?” he asks, taking his card and signing it.

“i’m doing good.” you return his smile. “you liking the tour so far?”

he nods, eyeing you up and down. he feels something different about you. this doesn’t feel like any other small talk.

“i love it.”

the security man motions for you to go on ahead. of course, you listen and start to grab your items, but matt stops you. “do you have a boyfriend?”

see, if this were any other person you’d be weirded out by this question; but because it’s matthew sturniolo, you answer.

“nope.”

he licks his lips, taking the card that he signed and flipping it over to write something.

the scary security is getting angry and impatient with you, so you can only read what he wrote as you walk away. your eyeballs almost burst out of your skull.

i want to see you after the show.

now, you and hannah are standing in the red carpet line before the show actually starts.

you guys talk until it’s your turn, the both of you going since you want a group picture. first is chris, then nick, and lastly matt. he hugs you longer than the other two.

a chill runs down your spine when his voice tickles against your ear. “i’ll meet you outside later, right?”

he pulls away, getting ready to pose for the picture, but you nod for an answer.

“that was so much fun!” hannah screeches as you guys walk to the parking lot.

you agree, before stopping. “i need to go back and use the restroom. do you mind taking my stuff with you to my car?”

she grins, grabbing your stuff. “sure thing.”

you speed walk back to the venue, fewer and fewer people flooding the area as you wait.

a door opens moments later, sounding like the backstage door, and you turn to the source.

you blush, your cheeks heating up more and more the closer he gets with that damn smile on his face.

pinch me this can’t be real.

“hi,” he says lowly.

“hi,” you repeat back.

he looks at his watch. “they’re yapping away in there so we should have some time.”

you’re not sure what that means but again: since it’s matthew fucking sturniolo… you’ll listen without a doubt.

your heartbeat pumps rapidly in your chest when he sneaks you into the tour bus.

you kind of feel bad for leaving hannah behind… but this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

the bus looks way bigger on the outside than the inside, and you’re still trying hard to wrap your head around that you’re with matthew. fucking. sturniolo.

he admires the way you take it all in with his hands shoved into his pockets. he’s sure you’re thinking about so many things right now, but the only thing he can think of is how badly he wants to fuck you.

thinking about a fan that way is insane, but he just finds you so much different than any other fan girl. you’re confident, kind, and gorgeous.

you finish observing the tour bus and smile wide at him. “it’s very cool in here.”

“yeah.” he chuckles. “the beds are a tight squeeze though.”

you giggle, and he steps closer. your mind runs a million miles a minute with each step he takes. “do you trust me?” he questions, now inches away from you.

you raise a brow suspiciously. “should i not?”

he smirks, shaking his head. “i’m just checking.” he places his hands on your hips gently, running them up and down.

leaning towards your ear, he whispers. “be good for me, yeah?”

your legs subconsciously squeeze together, and he cups your cheeks with his palms. he leans in slowly. he hesitates when his lips ghost yours to see if you’d protest, but because you don’t, he kisses you.

his tongue licks your lips to indicate that he wants you to open, but you don’t. you feel the coldness of his rings on the side of your neck before he squeezes. when you gasp at the sudden contact, that’s his sign for his tongue to enter your mouth. “you promised you’d be good.” he says between the kiss.

you smirk. “i didn’t promise anything.”

he snarls, leaning back in. the make-out goes on for at least thirty seconds before he pulls away, the lipstick you had on now smeared on both of your mouths.

your eyes have a mind of their own and look down, seeing his rock-hard erection as clear as day through his jeans. “get on your knees.”

your eyebrows shoot to your hairline at the sudden tone change, but you obey either way.

he wastes no time to unbuckle his belt to pull down his jeans, his dick springing out right in front of you. the tip is red and leaking pre-cum. you open your mouth wide without him having to tell you, and he smirks.

leaning in, he grabs your hair and stops you. “no.” he says.

instead, he slaps the head on your tongue before pushing in slowly. it’s like you can feel every vein enter your mouth, gagging in the process when he’s deep in your throat. “holy shit.” he breathes, seeing how much of him you took.

it’s not all of it, but it’s more than he thought. you give him puppy dog eyes through your lashes, despite them being glossy.

he starts to thrust into your mouth, jaw slack as he watches his dick run past your lips in one swift motion. the grip on your head stays tight, him hunching over slightly to get deeper.

you moan at the shape protruding in your throat, the gagging and sloppy wet noises making you turned on even more. “fuck i’ve been wanting to do this since you opened that pretty fucking mouth of yours.” he pants, moving at an ungodly speed that makes it hard for you to breath. “do you just let random guys use this mouth? sure seems that way.”

you moan again, lifting yourself off of the ground the tiniest bit so you can feel the top of his shoe on your swollen clit.

whimpering at the feeling, you start to grind yourself on it while he still fucks your mouth. your arms wrap around his leg, humping faster like a bitch in heat.

“that’s a little pathetic.” he laughs hoarsely, groaning when his dick twitches. “so, so needy for me.”

you let out a pained sob because along with your throat, the feeling of you grinding also hurts. it would be best if you had something way more than his shoe.

“s-shit.” he whimpers, pulling out to where only the tip is in your mouth, making sure you get all of his cum on your tastebuds. he smears the rest on your lips.

matt lifts you from the ground, bending you over the small table that they have. he grabs your ass before giving it a light spank.

it’s his turn to kneel now, simultaneously taking off your leggings. he bites your ass before sliding your panties over. you feel his breath against your aching core. “jesus christ.” he mumbles. “you’re dripping down your legs already. aren’t you just an eager thing?”

he spreads your folds with his thumbs, blowing cool air on them that makes you jolt. you’re too sensitive for that.

then, your phone starts to ring right next to you. it’s hannah.

shit.

you cannot not answer, because if you don’t she’ll think something is wrong. you swipe, putting the phone on speaker. “hell— oh.”

matt immediately digs into you, eating you out like he hasn’t eaten ever in his life.

“where the hell are you? i’ve been waiting by your car for like thirty minutes. using the bathroom shouldn’t take this long, y/n.”

the man below you squeezes your thighs, spreading yourself wider to practically be nose-deep inside of you. your eyes roll back hard, mouth hanging open with silent moans leaving it. “hello?”

“h-hannah i’m sorry i’ll— mm— be out s-soon. i’m sorry.”

“are you okay?” she questions.

with that, matt starts sucking at your bud, causing your legs to shake. you grip the table as hard as you can, your upper body giving out and laying flat on the surface in front of you.

“yes i’m fine!” you say, trying to reach for his head and push him away, but that only makes him grab onto you harder.

he’s fascinated by the way you taste it’s almost hypnotizing. your arousal drips down his chin, and the way he’s sucking has your orgasm wash over you without warning. “i’m cumming.” you whine, and you feel the smug smile on his face.

“oh, so you’re coming? thank god because it’s a little chilly out here,” hannah replies.

“fuck yes.” you moan but cover it by clearing your throat. “i mean, yes. i will be coming in a-a bit.”

she sighs through the phone. “okay.”

you quickly hang up without saying goodbye, holding on for dear life since your release knocked your legs out.

he holds you, getting up and wiping your cum off of his face. “you’re a bit of a bad girl, aren’t you?”

spank.

“leaving your friend out there all alone.”

spank.

“so that you can fuck me.”

spank.

“like a slut.”

spank.

you wince every time he hits you, the stinging tingling on your ass. he grabs your hips and arches you more.

he moves his tip up and down at your entrance teasingly, getting wetter by the second. “matt, please.” you whine, your pussy desperate for his cock. “please fuck me.”

he stops, waiting for a beat before pushing into you like it’s no big deal. he’s big for sure, but because of your wetness, he slides in perfectly. the both of you moan, and matt stares at where you conjoined. “your pussy’s fucking amazing.” he groans. “by far the best i’ve ever had.”

you start to bounce back on him since he’s taking his sweet ass time, but out of nowhere starts pounding into you.

whatever they have on the table starts to either fall or rattle from him railing into you. he takes your hands and pins them behind your back. “harder.” you wince out, and he whistles.

“you have no idea what you just asked for.” he says, doing the opposite and slowing down. “you won’t be able to speak, baby.”

baby. you moan at the nickname.

you’re way past the point of ‘omg i’m hanging out with matt sturniolo!’

you try bouncing your ass back again, but this time he smacks it and spreads your legs wider to plow into you deeper. “so impatient.” he sighs.

all you can do is scream and gasp for air with each thrust, hands balled up into fists.

your mind becomes blank once your eyes cross, your mouth hung open with your chin resting on the table. he hits just the right spot each time, squeezing around him.

“i— i—” you try to warn that you’re close, but your mind won’t let you.

he wasn’t kidding about the won’t be able to speak part.

“you can do it,” he says, knowing damn well you can’t.

your body becomes limp like a rag doll, matt having completely corrupted you.

he tuts fake pouting. “look who’s cock drunk. be a good girl and cum for me. you deserve it.”

blabbing a response, you squirt before cumming harder than before. usually, you’d be embarrassed, but you’re too far gone to care.

“that’s so hot.” he grunts, fucking you through your orgasm. “come on, baby. one more.”

“i can’t.” you sob, his hand letting go of yours before wrapping your hair not once but twice to lift your body to his.

“you can and you will,” he says, your third orgasm already building up in less than two minutes.

tears run down your face, eyes fluttering shut from the overwhelming amount of pleasure. there’s no way the human body can have this much pleasure and be okay.

matt kisses your neck, sucking a big mark when he finds the sweet spot. “i know you’re close already.” he says, his cum starting to leak into you deep.

you can’t stop your body from spasming, letting out one last sob before you cum again.

he pulls out, laying down on top of you and rubbing around your body soothingly to calm you down from your heavy breathing.

he covers your full cunt with your underwear so his cum doesn’t ooze out. he kisses your clothed pussy, and you flinch from the sensitivity. “making sure it’s in there.” he smirks.

after a few minutes, he helps you sit on the table to put your undergarments back on. your eyes are half closed from the post-sex haze.

matt grabs you water and a bag of chips before giving you one last hug. you guys talk for a little before he makes sure the coast is clear for you to get out without being seen.

you’re limping like crazy back to your car, seeing hannah impatiently tap her foot while leaning against the door.

once she sees you, she comes storming over. “you’re so lucky you’re my best friend or i would kill you.” she threatens. “i’ve been standing here for an hour.”

“i’m sorry.” you rasp out.

she studies your face, and it looks like you quite literally saw god. “oh my god, are you sure you are alright? you look like you got jumped.”

“it’s the after-show feeling.” you lie. “i’m exhausted. let’s go.”

she doesn’t question anymore, not even the random snacks and water you have. you start the car and place the stuff matt gave you down until you see there’s a post-it note attached to the bag of sour cream and onion.

to my favorite fan,

xxx-xxx-xxxx

text me when you get the chance, gorgeous

- matt :)

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[worldlxvlys]

can you please do one where chris or matt has a breeding and degradation kink? thanks love! love ur work btwww!

breeding

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: smuttt, breeding kink, degradation, hand job (fem & male receiving), p in v, unprotected sex, cream pie, loadsssss of dirty talk, cursing

a/n: bye this might be my favorite fic i’ve ever written

based on these texts, go read if ya want :)

when matt got to my place, i wasted no time in pulling him in and bringing him to my room.

he wore his pink cropped t-shirt, one of my favorites.

“you know what this shirt does to me” i whispered as my nose brushed against his jaw.

“mmhmm” he hummed as i bunch his shirt up in my fist, exposing his stomach.

i never broke eye contact with him as i sunk down to my knees, pulling him closer to me by the shirt.

i placed open mouthed-kisses along his abs and while i used my free hand to push his sweatpants and boxers down further, stopping just above his dick.

i pressed my mouth to the newly exposed skin, running my tongue along his v-line.

matt’s breath hitched as i continued to leave teasing kisses just above where he needed me.

i placed a kiss on his clothed dick before getting back onto my feet, making him let out a whine.

“something you want, matt?” i asked, palming him through his clothing, eliciting a moan from him.

“you wanna use your words or you gonna keep whining like a little bitch?” i asked as as my fingertips danced along his waistband.

“please, please just touch me” he whispered, gripping onto my arm.

“i am touching you” i teased.

“you know what i mean” he spoke.

“i wanna hear the words matthew” i said as i moved my hand from his waistband, rubbing them against his stomach.

“i need you to touch my dick” he moaned out.

my lips found their way to his neck, moving all the way to the skin right under his ear.

“look at you, so needy for me. such a little slut” i whispered in his ear, making him groan out.

my hand traveled into his boxers, rubbing teasing circles around his tip.

“oh my god” he groaned out, his head flying back.

i grabbed his neck, pulling his head back up and smashing my lips to his.

the kiss was sloppy and desperate, our lips gliding against each others perfectly.

i squeezed my hand around him, causing him to gasp into my mouth.

i took the opportunity to insert my tongue, exploring his mouth with mine.

i pulled away, placing a few kisses on his nose, and moving back to his mouth.

my hand pumped his length, making matt groan into the kiss every now and then.

he broke away from the kiss first, pressing his forehead to mine as he pushed my low-cut tank top down, exposing my boobs.

his mouth attached to one of my tits, his hand massaging the other.

his other hand reached down between us, into my panties.

my head flew back as he ran his fingers through my wet folds.

“oh my god, matt" i moaned as my hand slowed against his dick, too wrapped up in my own pleasure to focus.

his tongue swirled around my hardened nipple , licking and sucking relentlessly.

i sped the movement of my hand up, pumping his length again.

matt’s tongue stilled, as he moaned against my chest.

his lips made their way to my neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses in their wake.

“i need you so bad, baby” he whined into me, bucking his hips into my hand.

“yeah? then stop whining and do something about it” i told him.

i took my hand out of his pants and pulled mine down, along with my panties.

matt followed suit, kicking off his own pants and boxers.

i sat down on the edge of the bed, spreading my legs apart for him. he stared at me with wide eyes, mouth hanging open slightly as he stared at my glistening pussy.

“you just gonna stand there ?” i asked, smirking lightly at his reaction.

my words seemed to snap him out of his trance as he grabbed my thighs, keeping my legs apart.

“you’re so fucking hot” he spoke as he grabbed his cock, slapping it against my pussy a few times.

he lined himself up with my hole, pushing just the tip in before pulling out.

“matt, i swear to g- ohhhhh” i cut myself off with a moan as he pushed himself inside of me fully.

we both moaned as he bottomed out, his duck fitting inside of me snugly.

he gave me time to adjust before beginning to move inside of me, my pussy holding a firm grip on him.

“h-holy fuck” he whined as i clamped down onto him, squeezing his cock.

“look at you, you’re loving this. you like the way i squeeze you?” i asked as i clenched around him.

“oh my god, yes.” he moaned out.

“what a little whore. you’re barely even moving and you can’t even handle it” i spoke to him.

he sped up his movements after hearing those words, drilling his dick into me.

“yes, matt. don’t fucking stop” i moaned out.

i hooked my legs over his shoulders, allowing him to fuck me deeper.

“harder, matt. i want you to knock the fucking wind out of me” i moaned up to him.

he groaned at my words, snapping his hips into mine harshly, his thrusts getting sharper.

“yes, yes, matt. just like that ! holy fuck, i want your cum so badly” i moaned out.

his hands dug into the mattress, supporting his weight above me.

“you gonna stuff your cum inside of me, baby?”

his eyes rolled into the back of his head at my words, his groans growing in volume.

“yes” he whispered.

“say it.” i spoke to him, watching his head fly back.

“gonna stuff my cum in you” he said.

“louder.”

“fuck, i’m gonna- gonna stuff my cum inside of your pussy” he yelled.

“yeah? then fucking do it” i spoke back.

his face was scrunched up in pleasure, a thick layer of sweat covering his face.

his hands bunched up the sheet, his knuckles turning white from the grip.

every single thrust pushed me deeper and deeper into the bed, my tits bouncing with each movement.

his dick twitched inside of me as he grew closer to finishing.

“you gonna cum for me, pretty boy? such a dirty fucking whore”

“i am, i’m your dirty whore” he heaved out, biting his lip.

“of course you are, such a filthy boy. fill me up, baby. i want every drop of your cum inside of me”

his hips stuttered, and his hands moved from the bed to my hips, squeezing them tightly.

he moved one hand to my clit, rubbing it vigorously.

his legs shook as he stilled inside of me, shooting his seed deep into my walls.

the feeling of his hot cum inside of me along with the stimulation to my clit sent me over the edge as i moaned his name repeatedly.

we were both shaking messes as the pleasure coursed through our bodies.

matt pulled out of me slowly as i moved my legs from his shoulders and onto the bed.

he brought his hands to my pussy, spreading my lips apart as he watched our juices slowly drip out of me.

he didn’t let it get far before he collected the sticky substance and fucked it back into my abused hole with his fingers.

i groaned at the feeling as he pushed his fingers as deep in as they would go, before removing them.

“can’t let it go to waste” he smiled up at me.

he left slow, gentle kisses along my thighs, knees, and calves while he gazed into my eyes.

he gently ran his fingers on my skin in circular motions, massaging it.

“i love you, matt” i spoke as he continued to leave kisses up my body.

“i love you too” he said before placing a sweet kiss on my lips.

“let me take care of you” i whispered against his lips.

“no, i wanna take care of you” he said between kisses.

“how about we run a bath and take care of each other?” i asked.

he let out a tired smile at this, “sounds good to me”

i moved my legs slightly, feeling a dull pain.

“i’m definitely gonna need help getting to the bathroom though” i said, making us both laugh.

“i got you” he whispered against my lips.

🌸🌸🌸🌸

MASTERLIST 1.

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[obsidianbaby]

I DONT SHARE

this is pt 2 of " FUCKING BROWNIES"

read pt 1 here :

synopsis - you've been best friends with the triplets for a few years and you're currently visiting them in LA. After your hot sneaky hook up with chris, matt cannot keep his attention off of you.

warnings/notes - angst, matt! x reader, fingering, spit kink, voyeurism, choking, slight praise kink, themes of possession

a/n - this is the sequel of my first ever sturniolo smut so i hope y'all like where the plot is goingggggg (she thick) okok enjoy mwah

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It's after 11pm and the brownies finished baking an hour ago, the boys and I are currently enjoying them on the couch while watching a movie.

I sit squished between chris and nick, leaning on nick's shoulder with his arm around me and my legs extended across chris's lap, his hands mindlessly rubbing my legs. Matt sits uninterested and incredibly quiet on the furthest part of the couch from us, face buried in his phone.

"Matt you good?" Chris asks looking over at Matt from his spot on the couch beside me. Matt ignores him and continues to stare blankly at his phone.

"Mattttttt are you going to try our brownies or what??" I ask staring at him wondering what's crawled up his ass in the past hour.

At the sound of my voice he looks up from his phone at me for a mere second before returning his attention to his phone.

"If you don't have some now these fuckers are going to end up finishing the pan" Nick says looking towards Matt. Matt heavy sighs and puts his phone down before turning to us.

"Nah im good, not hungry." he says cooly.

"what? bro I thought you wanted some brownies..?" Chris asks smirking in confusion looking from Matt to me, I shrug my shoulders at him.

"yeah not anymore, lost my appetite for brownies. I think i'll just go clean up the kitchen." He replies, standing up and heading for the kitchen.

"sounds good to me" Nick adds jokingly.

"wait let me help you" I say, sitting up getting ready to stand up. Chris tightens his grip on my legs and looks at me intensely. I bite my lip at the feeling of his grip on my legs and I raise my eyebrow at him. He just shakes his head and pouts at me, not wanting me to leave my place from the couch. I just roll my eyes at him and continue to get off the couch following Matt into the kitchen.

"what can I do to help?" I ask matt politely while standing beside him at the counter.

without looking over at me he scoffs, "you're grown do you really need me to assign you a task?"

baffled but not wanting to poke the bear I step away from him and start to gather the utensils and mixing bowls to wash in the sink.

I start to mindlessly hum while washing the dishes in the sink and matt walks up closely behind me softly saying, "I was going to wash the dishes" i feel his hot breath on my neck.

"don't worry i've got it how about you just go watch the movie matt, i know you're not feeling well" I say keeping my body turned towards the sink.

"excuse me? What makes you think i'm not feeling good?" he asks with an tone.

"probably because of your sudden attitude?" I say bluntly as i continue to focus on washing the dishes. He lets out an unamused chuckle before wrapping his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind.

"I'm fine, really" he says, nuzzling his head into my neck.

"are you sure? you can tell me what's bugging you ya know?" i say lowly so only he can hear. He shifts behind me and sighs, his arms lazily hugging me still.

"i know but i'm fine" he whispers against my neck, shivers erupt down my spine.

"okayyyy whatever you say matthew" I say as i finish putting the clean dishes on the drying rack. I turn around in his arms and let him hug me tightly, putting my face in his chest.

"hey are you coming back to watch the movie?" chris calls suddenly from the couch and i swing my head towards him, his jaw clenching.

"uh yeah I just want to wipe down the table and counters first." Chris gives me a thumbs up and goes back to watching the movie. "Matt are you gonna join us after i finish cleaning?" I ask breaking apart the hug to look up at him. He smiles at me and nods.

"only if i can have my turn with you as my blanket." He says smiling cheekily. I laugh and shake my head at him.

"of course matt I know how to share" I say with a wink before turning away from his hold to wipe down the counters and table. Matt just leans against the sink and watches me contently. "hey i thought you came in here to clean?" I say teasingly to matt, my back to him as i bend over the table to reach the other side with the cloth. I can feel matts stare on me and I turn around the face him, his eyes already locked on mine and he blushes.

"yeah but you gave me the day off so" he says crossing his arms across his chest smiling at me.

"whatever. I'm done now anyways lets go" I say, tugging his arms and he gives up his hold and allows me to tug him to the couch with me.

He takes a seat beside chris leaving an obvious spot in the middle of him and chris for me to take. I sit in between them deciding to keep to myself.

Chris immediately leans his head on my shoulder and i can feel matt staring at us. I look over to matt and he smiles before grabbing my legs and pulling me closer to him so my legs lay horizontally across his lap, my ass half on his lap. Chris shifts his position and pulls my shoulders gently so that my head rests on his lap and he begins to run his fingers through my hair.

"well you three look incredibly comfortable, I'm gonna head up to bed now" Nick says standing up before turning to me, "and thanks for cleaning up the kitchen" he smiles, continuing to the stairs up to his room.

"hey i helped" matt adds jokingly.

"wrong" I say looking at matt.

"you did not" nick adds before disappearing up the stairs.

"not my fault you didnt let me" matt says raising his hands up and i roll my eyes.

While chris continues to run his fingers through my hair, matt places his hands firmly on my thighs, his fingers resting in between. Matt starts to softly trace his fingers along the inside of my thighs and my core begins to tighten.

I look at Matt with a questioning look and he just winks cheekily at me continuing to rub my inner thighs, causing my panties to grow wetter by the second. My breathing starts to pick up and its as if chris can hear my raising heartbeat, he looks down at me from where my head rests on his lap.

"you good?" he asks quietly, gently caressing my cheek with his hand to tilt my face towards him. I nod not being able to get any words out worried that a moan might escape my lips instead. He smirks at me and turns his attention back to the tv.

When i notice chris's attention is no longer on me apart from his hands buried in my hair, i look back at matt, his gaze still on me, making my cheeks flush.

I look down at his hands that keep inching further and further up my inner thighs towards my heat thats now pulsing so hard he can probably feel it.

"hey chris, pass me that blanket will ya?" matt nods to the blanket beside chris. Chris reaches beside him and hands the blanket over my head to matt. Matt lays the blanket over our laps now shielding his hands that are currently tracing lines around my bikini line.

I bite my lip holding matt's intense gaze and he smirks at me before he finally breaks the stare and turns to watch the movie. He then leans over to the coffee table, grabbing the remote and turns the tv up to a ridiculous volume.

Chris looks over at matt, "dude are you deaf?"

"i just turned it up a little relax" matt says while he watches the movie intently and i watch him. He then looks over at me sensing my stare, "be a good girl and watch the movie" he says quietly, before turning back to the tv. I gulp hard and do what he says, licking my lips with anticipation.

Matt's hands suddenly graze under my shorts and start playing with the hem of my panties causing my to involuntarily buck my hips. Chris snaps his attention to me and then to matt and then back to me with a questioning look.

"sorry im fine" I say instantly looking over at Matt who has a cocky smile on his face as he continues to watch the tv.

"hey i just gotta move you for a sec," chris suddenly says, gently moving my jaw to look up at him, "i'll be right back okay?"

"mhm" i respond as chris smoothly scooches his lap from under my head and walks away down the hall towards the bathroom.

Matt whips his head towards where chris just walked off to and then down at me and he smiles, "how long do you think he'll be?" his eyes looking black with hunger.

"why? you tryna get handsy with me while chris is in the bathroom down the hall?" i say jokingly trying to act like what matt is doing to me isn't driving me fucking insane.

"hmm i dunno..." he says as he lets his fingers slip under my panties and he quickly runs his fingers through my slick once.

"matt!" i gasp, "what the fuck are you doing...?" i say trying hard to hide the smirk growing on my face.

"what? you said you know how to share, dont you? and I want to take my turn now." he says daringly as he intently holds my stare while he slips his fingers through my slick once more. "do you not want to share with me anymore?" he asks, bringing his thumb to my sensitive bud and pressing down firmly on it, my hips bucking up against his touch.

"fuck matt please" i say my head rolling back and my legs relaxing into his touch.

"i'll take that as a yes" he says as he moves his fingers through my slick a few times before he plunges two into my heat as deep as he can. my hips jolt and i moan his name.

"atta girl" he says as he continues to pump his fingers hard against my spongy walls, curling them up perfectly to hit my sweet spot with every thrust.

the knot in my stomach building as he works his finger inside of me and he brings his other hand to grab my throat grabbing firmly. I gasp at his movement and look up at his blown out pupils.

"matt" i whine through suppressed breaths and he smiles devilishly at me, his thumb pressing firm tight circles on my clit.

"i know you may enjoy sharing, but i don't" he says biting his lip as he watches my face scrunch with pleasure. I look at him with a raised brow.

"wha what do you mean?' i mumble

"i mean you're mine and i dont share." he says nodding towards the bathroom where chris walked off to minutes ago. I begin to open my lips again but my word are taken from me as he adds a third finger inside me, slamming them against my sweet spot and i moan out his name.

"open your mouth" he says, his hand still firmly gripping my neck and i part my lips staring up at him. He spits in my mouth, "swallow" he says cooly and i do. "good girl".

"matt m'gonna cum" i mumble, my head getting dizzy from his grip around my neck and the knot in my stomach hanging on the edge.

"uh uh uh not until you agree with me" his hungry eyes looking intensely into mine, his three digits slowing their pace inside of me causing me to clench my thighs around his hand.

"agree with what matt?" i say through labored breaths.

"that you're mine" he says, leaning his face towards mine as he moves his hand from around my neck to my jaw and grips it firmly, lifting my face to meet his. I bite my lip at his words, knowing what he is implying at.

"matt please" i beg, pain starting to take over from my high not being reached.

"say it"

"im yours matt only yours"

and with my words he plunges his fingers knuckle deep into my heat as he aggressively pushes his lips onto mine. The kiss is hungry and needy and he forces my lips apart with his tongue to explore.

my walls clench around his fingers and i moan into his mouth, and he continues to twirl his tongue around mine, fingers deep inside of me as i ride out my high.

once the waves of my arousal stop pouring out around his fingers he removes them and sticks them into his mouth, watching me intently as he sucks and licks my juices from them.

"you taste better than i thought you would." he says casually and i laugh at his words trying to process my second orgasm of the night.

"what the fuck matt" i say slumping into the couch, bringing my hands up to my neck where i can still feel the pressure of where his grip was.

chris comes strolling into the kitchen from the hallway and matt grins at me, his fingers still in his mouth.

"hey matt did you finally get a taste?" he asks as he makes his way to the couch sitting next to where my head rests.

we both look over to him in shock at his words.

"the brownies..?" he asks curiously, pointing to the tray still sitting on the coffee table.

"oh yeah i got a taste." matt responds, removing his fingers from his mouth.

"and..? what do ya think?" chris asks.

"fucking perfect." matt states, smiling at me.

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CHRIS POV

The way matt's not even hiding it, rubbing her thighs right beside me for me to see.. I can feel her breathing heavily in my lap, watching her licking her lips and staring at him.

As soon as matt asked for the blanket i knew he was going to try something and fuck me i couldn't stay to watch it, I had to leave the room, seeing her body react like that from matt's touch and not mine?

Once I got to the bathroom i splashed some cold water on my face and sat down on the floor.

Minutes pass and I could hear her fucking gasping and moaning his name. Which I hate to admit got me hard. so hard that it ached, not having jerked off my previous boner from earlier tonight with her in the kitchen.

I sit, leaned against the door and close my eyes, listening to her moans and imagining im the one thats pulling them from her instead as i slip my hand around my hard cock and pump until i finish with her.

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a/n - i had the roughest plan for this when i first started cooking so the ending is just as surprising to us both. Hope yall enjoyed ittttttttttt. part 3 anyone? <3

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📸 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌 𝐈𝐓 - MATT STURNⵊOLO

matt sturniolo x fem!reader

Contains: Smut, swearing, A lot of praise, teasing/flirting, pet names (baby, good girl), fingering, Sextape, unprotected sex, Creampie, p in v, overstimulation, spanking, aftercare, fluff. - Semi-proof read! I think that’s all?

Synopsis: you and Matt have been dating for 3 years now and your sex life isn’t vanilla pre say but it isn’t crazy. Matt and his brothers are about to go on tour and unfortunately Matt isn’t allowed to take you this time, So Matt wants something to remember you by.

Word Count: idk?

Author’s notes: a lot of you guys wanted this one so I hope you enjoy it!!

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Me and Matt had finally a day to ourselves, Chris and Nick were sleeping over at a friends house and Matt texted me telling to come over. Me and Matt have been dating for around 3 years now and we never get to have any alone time, he’s going on tour tomorrow and I wanna be able to spend time with him before he goes.

We’re in Matt’s bedroom music softly fulls the room as the passionate make out session takes place. Earned it by the weekend softly plays in the background as Matt pulls away from the kiss, ‘you know how I leave tomorrow right..” he plays with the bottom of my shirt. ‘Yea why?’ My hands creasing his chest as i straddled his lap, ‘what if we tried something different tonight?’ He sounds nervous but Matt never wants to try something new so I’m kinda excited.

‘Of course what is it?’ ‘What if we made a sex tape so while I’m gone we can both have it since we won’t be together..” honestly the thought of him fucking me dumb being on tape makes me fucking soaked. ‘Of course baby I’d love to be able to watch how good you fuck Me’ I get off of him sitting on the bed, I watch as Matt gets up and walks over to his computer picking up the camera he and his brothers use to film, he starts recording smiling as he walks to the edge of the bed.

He grabs my legs pulling me to the edge of the bed the camera basically in my face. As he faces the camera towards me he bites his lip, ‘look at my pretty girl..’ I blush and immediately cover my face with my hands. ‘Matt.. stopp’ he chuckles and zooms the camera in my face and zooms back out, ‘uncover your face’ I uncovered my face smiling as he lifts my chin up. ‘There’s my precious baby’ he puts the camera down back on the desk facing it towards the bed, he picks me up swiftly as he lays me down on the bed hovering over me moving my hair out of my face.

‘God you’re so beautiful my love..’ he says pulling down my Jean shorts showing my blue thong, ‘mmh you wore these for me didn’t you’ he smiles rubbing my legs ‘you like em?’ I tease ‘like is an understatement beautiful.. strip for me’ i sit up and pull off my (his) shirt showing my blue lace bra. I take off my bra and underwear leaving my self bare in front of him and the camera. Matt smirks and grabs the camera showing my bare body, ‘fuck look how beautiful..’ he spreads my legs still holding the camera he shows my soaked pussy.

‘Who got you this wet huh? Tell the camera’ he says showing the camera him running his hand over my vagina. ‘You did..’ I say softly, he gives me that irresistible smirk before slowly moving his fingers towards my soaked pussy and start to rub me in a circular motion. I gasp as he slides a finger into me ‘oh fuck Matt just like that’ Matt smirked again as he said ‘hmm you’re already wet for me mama, good girl’, he says as he takes of his shirt and his pants being low reveals his slurry waist even more. As he smiles and he slides his middle and ring finger right into me causing me to moan and gasp.

‘oh baby..’ he smiles at me as he knows he’s making me feel good ‘ am I making you feel good?’ I moan again as I say ‘y-yes’ as he starts to pump his fingers faster and faster pushing me to my climax ‘Holy fuck Matthew’ he smirks ‘are you gonna cum mama?’ he asked his voice turning me on. As he continued to do his amazing finger work I start to moan very loudly and say ‘oh fuck M-matt ughh’ as my legs starts to shake only little as I release. Matt pumps and shakes his hands up and down making me squeal and moan even louder. ‘Fuck..good girl making such a mess for me’ he smiles kissing my stomach softly as I calm down for the intense pleasure.

‘I’m going to fuck you so good, you won't even remember your own name.’ He says pulling down his sweatpants and boxers his cock springing out hitting his lower stomach. ‘Knees now’ he climbed on the bed and I got on my knees in front of him, as I’m looking up at him he shows the camera me on my knees ‘you look so pretty like this.’ I smile as I jerk him just a little bit before taking him into my mouth full throating him my lip almost touching his sack as I continued. He lets out a groan. The warmth of my mouth causes him to flinch as i continue to suck Matt, I put my hands onto his thighs and pull off putting my mouth on his tip swirling my tongue around his tip before I take all of him back into my mouth, ‘fuck princess your so good to me’ Matt says throwing his head back with a little eye roll.

‘god your such a slut’ he says causing me to moan against him, he grabs my hair into a makeshift ponytail pushing my head farther down. ‘Good fucking girl .. take that dick baby’ I moan pushing my head farther down, my eyes water as I felt the tip hit the back of my throat gagging as I tried to take more.

‘fuck yea choke on my cock.. shit’ Matt starts twitching in my mouth indicating he’s getting closer and I can tell by the tone of his voice and then he says ‘oh fuck.. I’m about to cum’ I then take my mouth off start to jerk his cock ‘fucking hell..’ I take it back into my mouth to swallow the load. ‘Oh shit ..’ Matt grins, his cheeks flushed with pleasure as he watches you swallow his cum and then show off your empty mouth. ‘Damn, you're fucking hot... I could watch that all day.’ He pulls me in for a deep kiss, tasting himself on my lips.

‘Lay down princess..’ I got back on the bed laying down adjusting the pillows, ‘you ready my love?’ I nod feeling him slide in me. ‘Oh my goodness fuck..’ his hips thrusting against yours with more urgency. He kisses down your neck and trails his lips lower, sucking and nipping at your sensitive skin. ‘I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll see stars, baby’ I moan grabbing the sheets.

‘Hader Matt please..’ this encourages Matt as he hits a new spot in you that makes you instantly scream. ‘Fucking shit your so tight babe’ he unexpectedly pulled out flipping me over, my face smashed into the pillow as he slams back into me. ‘Ughh fuck Matt’ I moaned into the pillow, ‘I’m going to fucking breed you baby..’ he pulls my hair making my back arch as he kisses my shoulder playing with my breasts as the thrusts into me. He roughly smacks my ass making me moan softly ‘again..’ he smirked smacking my ass again ‘such a slut’

‘Matt ima cum..’ he ignores my words letting go of my hair as I fall back into the bed, he goes harder as I let out a scream releasing all over him. That doesn’t stop him though he continues thrusting into me at a very fast pace. ‘Matt please I can’t take it’ I screamed out as I came for second time. He felt my walls tighten around him as I came for the second time. He let out a primal growl of satisfaction and continued his brutal thrusts. With one final push, he released himself inside me, filling me up completely as they both cried out in ecstasy.

I was screaming at this point and his back was all ruined due to my nails he pulled out picking up the camera showing my pussy dripping with our cum mixed together. ‘Such a perfect pussy..’ he takes his fingers and shoved it back into me and finally turning off the camera. He collapsed onto the bed next to Me, both of us panting heavily as our orgasms subsided. He turned to look at me, admiring the sight of his beautiful girlfriend ‘ima clean you up okay?’ I was too tired to speak as Matt comes back with a damp rag cleaning us both off climbing back into bed cuddling me softly.

‘I should let you film it more often huh?’ He chuckles ‘oh definitely’ he says as we drift off to sleep…

Author’s notes: I hope this was good if I missed any errors don’t be afraid to let me know I love y’all so much and hope you have a good day

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