#sub matt... NGH

[theyluvivi]

six fit under by the weeknd.

toxicex!reader x toxictaken!matt blurb. ⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ you just can't let him go.

warnings.ᐟ.ᐟ: dom to subby matt. meanish reader?? she knows it's wrong but she doesn't gaf. fem receiving. fingering. (matt the munch🙂‍↕️)

You shouldn't be here. You have one of the most important exams of your life tomorrow, but you here you are. At Matt's frat. You're steering away from every drink you're offered, every alcoholic game that your friends want you to play because you know what's gonna happen.

One way or another, you're ending up in Matt's room by the end of the night. You hate admitting it yourself, but he's your Achilles' heel. You can't stop yourself from giving into him.

You run one of your hands through your hair, letting out a deep sigh. "You good?" One of your friends asks, seeing the distressed look on your face. "Fine. I'm fine." You say, beginning to walk off towards the kitchen.

One shot won't hurt.

Five won't be that bad.

Ten won't lead to a terrible hangover. You can handle it.

You can't remember how many shots you took. All you know is that frat boy who said he could take more shots than you is probably throwing up.

You're stumbling off to the bathroom when you realize that you left your phone somewhere in the kitchen, you groan. You just need to check how your makeup looks and maybe pee, then you'll be back in there.

You stumble back as someone bumps into you. "The fuc—?" As soon as you look to see who bumped into you, his cologne fills your nostrils.

"Matt." His name files out of your mouth before your brain can catch up with your actions. He looks you up and down, "You look good."

"I know." You say, "Where ya going?"

You raise an eyebrow. You both know that you know exactly where you're going, you know this frat like the back of your hand.

"Bathroom." You begin to walk again just for him to block your way. "Matt." You say sternly, searching his eyes for the reason he's doing this and you're met with lust. Pure lust.

"You should come to my room."

"I need to check my makeup." He rolls his eyes. "You know I have a mirror in my room." You know know that, you remember when you caught him fucking some girl in front of it.

"Need to pee too—" You try to walk off, but he grabs your wrist, "Come to my room."

"Matt." You say sharply. You're trying so hard to resist, trying so hard to get him to back off. "Please?" He says, low and whiney.

You bite your lip. "Will you finally leave me alone after?"

He nods.

"Fine. Move."

You can see him staring at you from the corner of his bed as you push up your lashes and bend down slightly to fix your dress as you fix your twisted bra. "You look good."

"I know." You repeat. "Like....really, really good." He stands behind you in the mirror. You didn't even hear the bed creak when he got up.

You barely have to blink before his lips are on yours. Your eyes flutter shut. God, how you missed the feeling of his lips against yours.

It's embarrassing how much you let him get away with. He picks you up and wraps your legs around his waist as he carries you over to his bed.

When he throws you on his bed, it's like deja vu, the good kind. A moment you wouldn't mind staying in as his chain dangles in your face, and your eye contact becomes sinful.

Until the thought that he has a girlfriend appears in your mind. You swerve his kiss. "I get you all the way to my bed, and you do thi-?"

"You have a girlfriend."

"Oh, c'mon—" He says, staring down at you with disbelief in his eyes. "Knees."

The way his body instantly responds to your command makes you smile. You wonder if his new girlfriend knows he has this side to him.

You sit up slowly, admiring the sight in front of you. She probably doesn't, the first time you tried to be in control Matt freaked the fuck out.

He stares up at you with those puppy eyes. He knows what those do to you. "You're terrible." It comes out way softer than you wanted it to but you can't think with the way he's looking at you.

He smirks. "You let me kiss you." You scoff and cross your arms. "Before I remembered you had a girlfriend."

"Don't you want me to fuck you?" He presses, parting your legs and pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. "Remember that time I fucked you so hard you couldn't go to class in the morning?"

You avoid his gaze. Your panties are soaked, to say the least. "Yeaaah, let's refresh that memory." His hands slip up to the hem of panties, "Couldn't move, had me carrying you 'round all day...Let's go back to that. Let me take care of you, baby."

His words are getting to you. Bad. You won't give in, you won't. You remember how your heart broke into a million pieces when you found out Matt was cheating on you. You won't do that to another girl.

Yet, you still let him slip off your panties. "Fuck, you're dripping, sweetheart. You were craving me, huh?"

You won't give in. You won't give in. Yet you make no moves to push him away as he presses soft kisses from your inner thigh up to your core.

Fuck it.

You pull his head back his hair, causing him to let out a whimper. "You're not fucking me."

"What—?"

You tug on his hair harder, making him whine. "You're eating me out." He eyes you with disobedience, "Do you seriously think you deserve think to feel good after what you did to me? You're lucky I'm even letting you near me."

The venom in your words is wounding, but he still doesn't think you're serious. "Y/n—"

You lean foward and tug his face to you. Making him let out the most pained sound you've ever from him. "One more fucking word Matt. One more word that isn't you saying yes, you're not even gonna get this. I'm gonna storm out of here, find your girlfriend and telling her what a fucking asshole you are." He gulps as you threaten him gravely, but the tent in his jeans gives off another emotion than scared.

"Th...that hurts." He whines. "What's it gonna be, Matt?"

"I'll...I'll eat you out." He mumbles. "Louder."

"I'll eat you out."

You finally let him go from the deathgrip you have on his hair. "Are you gonna be a good boy?" He nods eagerly. "Say it."

"I-I'll be a good boy for you... Mama."

"Good boy." The way his ears turn pink almost makes you feel bad for how mean you just were to him. Almost.

He wets his lips and leans in before licking at your clit, he eyes you. You tilt your head at him, knowing exactly what he wants. "Gotta do more than that if you want praise, baby."

He furrows his brows together. Matt slips his fingers inside you, making a scissor motion. You gasp at the stretch. You haven't been the most sexually active ever since you guys broke up.

"T...tell me I'm doing good, please?" He mutters against you, causing you to moan. You want to, but you'd rather see him needy and wanting.

You bite your lip and refuse to let out any moans as you watch the attention he's paying to your clit increase and feel his fingers reach deeper inside you. "Ma, pleasepleaseplease—" He mutters against you again, placing sloppy kisses down your pussy. "M being a good boy, isn't that what you wanted?"

You let out a loud gasp as he reaches that special inside you, "S-see— m making you feel good? Please?"

You can't take it anymore. Him thrusting into that spot repeatedly with his fingers causes you to fall flat against the bed. "Yeah— you're being a really good boy Matt— being ah— such a good boy for me—" You say, getting interrupted by moans. It only spurs him on more, making him latch onto your clit.

You practically scream. "Matt— matt— ohmy— Your back arches off the bed. "Please." He whines, taking a break from sucking your throbing nub. "Can you feel clenching down on my fingers."

"Wan' me to come for you—?" You choke out. "Please, Mama, been so good for you."

"Fuck—fuuuuck— baby, m coming!" You scream, coming all over his face. You whine as he spreads your legs wider to lap up your release.

You pant heavily as you come down from your high, squirming as you feel Matt still working in between your legs. "M..matt." You say weakly, he ignores you. Pussy drunk.

You pull him by his hair. He pouts, slowly pulling out his fingers. "Just wanna taste you." He says, hair sticking to his face from your release.

You smirk down at him. "Bet you're all hard from that, huh?" He nods slowly. "Tell you what," You sit up, "Make me come again, and I'll think about letting you fuck me."

The way he immediately tries to dive back into you makes you laugh. You have to throw your doggy something.

tags 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚: @inspiredangel @whore4mattsturniolo @domizzzsstuff @sosasturns

[cayleeuhithinknott]

— overstimming sub!matt. . .

pathetic.

that’s how matt looked right now. and how he felt. not in a bad way, of course. his hair was tousled and damp with sweat, his eyes glossy and face flushed. he was a mess.

he lays naked on the bed, you sitting next to him fully-clothed, lazily stroking his length. you’ve given him multiple orgasms by now, but you’re determined to get him to more.

you raise your hand up to the top of his cock and give some attention to his tip with your thumb, eliciting a beautifully whiny noise to fall from his lips. you chuckle, “feel good, baby? sure you can handle it?”

matt can hardly speak. he wants to be a good boy for you, he wants to answer your question, he wants to tell you he can handle it. but he’s really struggling. “mo—oh—yes, i—ngh—“

you laugh softly again at his broken stutters. you glance over at the nightstand and—wait a minute. the night stand. your vibrating wand in the nightstand.

“matt, baby,” you begin, gradually slowing your stroking pace. matt’s eyes snap open. he looked so confused as to why you were slowing down—he’d been a good boy, hadn’t he? he might as well have had question marks in his eyes.

“you wanna try one of mama’s toys?” you ask, finally stilling your hand on the base of his cock. his eyes widen and he tries to sit up. you press your manicured hand flat onto his chest and push him back down.

“which one?” he breathes out.

“vibrator? the wand one.” you suggest, hoping he’d agree. he puckers his lips, deep in thought. he was pondering it. he wanted to make you happy and he knew it would feel good, but he was so sensitive.

matt nods wearily.

you nod back, “gonna feel so good, baby,” getting up and opening up your nightstand cabinet. you instantly spot your vibrating wand and pull it out. luckily, it was charged.

you plop back down on the bed next to him and matt paws at the t-shirt you have on, a pout plastered on his stubbled face. you tilt your head, silently urging him to speak. “take it off, mama—please…”

with a chuckle, you comply, pulling off the shirt and revealing your black lacy bra. you knew how much matt adored every part of you, especially your tits. matt stares in awe at you.

“gonna be a good boy and cum one more time for me?” you coo, running your nail up and down his stomach. but that’s what you’d said 20 minutes ago. despite that, he nods vigorously, earning another soft chuckle from you.

you wrap your hand around the base of his dick and start giving him slow, deliberate strokes. matt whines, bucking up into your hand, to which you push him down again with a stern look that says ‘stay still.’

you switch on the toy, the low hum of the buzz filling the room. you trace it up and down his stomach teasingly. you rub it up and down his length and matt’s body quivers, his hands flying up to cover his mouth, eyes squeezing shut. you use your free hand to swat his hands away from his face, “let me hear you, matt. don’t make me get the handcuffs.”

his hands fall back down by his side, onto the sheets, curling his fingers into them. you finally bring the wand up to his tip, circling it around. the poor boy jerks his hips, a loud cry falling from his lips. “shi—ma—i can’t!” he whimpers, tears brimming his eyes.

“you can, baby. aren’t you a good boy?” you question. matt frantically nods, “yes! yes, y-your good boy—ah!”

you hum, grabbing his cock again with your free hand, stroking the lower half of it slowly while still circling the wand around his tip. “and good boys take what they’re given, don’t they?” you add. a faint ‘mhm’ falls from matt’s lips, lost in his whimpers and whines.

you decide to torture him a little more.

“matt, turn it up 2 levels.” you instruct, and matt’s eyes snap up from your chest to your face. usually you didn’t really have him doing anything, except sitting there and taking it. he reaches down to the wand, hand trembling, and presses the ‘+’ button twice. ohh boy.

he instantly cries out, tossing his head back onto the pillow. you swirl it around the head of his cock, abusing his slit. it’s become a fiery red color, almost matching his flaming face. he was so, so sensitive. sure, you’d overstimulated him tons of times but not like this.

“c’mon, sweetheart, you can do it,” you purr, speeding up your pace on the hand that’s jerking him. his body writhes beneath you, desperate pleas slipping from his swollen, parted lips. “need—agh—mama!” he babbles, drool dribbling down his chin and tears rolling down his flushed face. what a beautiful sight.

you hum, urging him to try and get out the sentence he’s failing to form. “cum—plea—needa cum! soc-close!” he thrusts up into your hand with vigor—you don’t really care anymore. you were enjoying watching him pathetically chase his high.

you switch the vibrator up one more level, applying more pressure as you drag it around his tip. “go on,” matt’s convulsing and crying, grasping at your arm like it’s his only tether to life as his orgasm crashes into him like a bus. hot, sticky ropes of cum spurt onto your hand and the vibrator, some meeting the dried-up cum on his stomach from the previous rounds…

“theeere we go, good boy…”

you caress his face and lean forward, planting a soft kiss on his lips. you could tell he was absolutely exhausted, especially with the way he was panting. “m’gonna take care of you now, okay?” you coo, and he nods drowsily.

you set off toward your bathroom and come back with a wet wash cloth and clean him up. you cross the room to grab him a pair of boxers from the dresser, and—

“no!”

you turn on your heel, your eyebrows knitting together in confusion. “no? no what, baby?”

“wanna…skin to skin…” half of matt’s sentence is inaudible with how quietly he’s mumbling, and all you can hear is ‘wanna’ and ‘skin to skin.’

“you wanna sleep skin to skin, sweetheart?” you reply, fully turning around now. matt nods sheepishly, his face flaming up again. you chuckle and strip yourself bare before climbing into the bed with him. he was so warm.

you switch off the lamp on the bedside table and cuddle into him, pulling his head into your chest as his arms snake around your bare waist. this was what you loved. being snuggled up with your sweet, sweet boy.

“mama?”

“yes, baby?”

“was i a good boy?”

your heart melts at that. matt was always so worried about being good for you. all he ever wanted was for you to be proud of him. that man was so in love with you. “of course you were, sweetheart. my good, good boy.”

matt hums satisfactorily. you rake your nails through his hair, observing his breathing until it falls into that steady pattern that always lets you know he’s asleep.

he was sure pathetic earlier, but this? this wasn’t pathetic at all.

author’s note. . . hiii! i’ve been wanting to start writing the boys as subs for so long but boyyy i struggled 😭 im sorry this is so short and sucky, and ik the ending’s rushed! @mattybsgroupie encouraged me 😌 hopefully i can get some better stuff out soon :)

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© cayleeuhithinknott

[adorechris]

sub!chris cant keep quiet

smut drabble

heavily inspired by this edit and the audio

chris is sat on the edge of his bed in front of you, his legs manspreading. you’re on your knees, sitting on the floor in between his legs. you watch him throw his head back in pleasure as you suck him off, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.

he has to be quiet due to nick and matt being home, just a few doors down. as soon as he saw you today he’s been horny. and oh, he made it obvious. teasing you in front of nick and matt, whispering dirty things in your ear…you can’t remember when but you finally took him to his room to give into his needs.

as you bob your head along his length, you allow the small whimpers and moans slip past his lips. he was never quiet in bed—that’s just how he’s always been. he’s never hid his sounds of pleasure—and you’ve encouraged it. until now. “ngh —uuh,” he practically whines out.

as chris gets closer to the edge, his noises increase too. you stop abruptly, pulling your mouth off of his long dick. he looks down at you through half-lidded eyes and his breaths are shallow.

“chris,” you say softly, “you have to be quiet. we don’t want your brothers hearing yeah?” in response, chris nods his head eagerly, wanting nothing more than to cum. “yes ma i’m sorry”

pleased with his apology, your mouth is back on him, quiet slurping noises filling the room. after a few moments, his eyes roll into the back of his head as his hips buck into your mouth uncontrollably. his mouth is agape, letting out quiet whimpers and moans. again, you know he can’t keep silent so you allow the quiet whimpers and moans pass. chris throws his head back, along with his brows being pulled together in a look of gratification. his hands grip the bedsheets next to him as his hips begin to thrust up into your mouth more repeatedly, face-fucking you. his moans increase in volume and his thrusts get sloppier, indicating he’s close. “mmm…” he whimpers out shakily, the pleasure overwhelming. but in the best way possible.

you give up on trying to silence him.

he moans louder and they occasionally are longer. “o—ohh,” he whimpers as his movements turn more sloppy. he then suddenly stills in your mouth, his balls tightening.

“a—ah i’m cumming—“ chris moans out before his dick twitches in your mouth, spilling his warm, hot seed down your throat.

notes: heyy this is my first ever writing i’m posting on here cut me slack pls 🙏🏼🙏🏼

[sturnwh0re]

*- TEASE -*

M.S.

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Description: you and matt (your boyfriend), we’re sitting in top golf with a group of friends.

Contains: p in v, oral fem!recieving, kissing, teasing, secret sex, bathroom sex, dirty talk, whimpering, whining, begging, male!dom, fem!sub, kinda fluff?

You were sitting next to matt at top golf and he was on his phone. The rest of the group was at the food bar ordering food for everybody. You were tapping your foot and watching and waiting for the rest of the group to come over. “Baby.” You said looking over at matt who was zoned out on the phone.

“Matt?” I said tapping his shoulder. He looked over finally and put his hand on my thigh. “What up sweetheart, sorry I was doing something.” He said looking at my lips then looking back up at my eyes.

“Wanna play a little game while we wait for the rest of the group to come back?” I said smiling as my foot stopped tapping from Matt’s electric touch. “Mhm. What’s’ it?” He said smiling back at me from my contagious happiness.

“Just some touchiness and stuff.” I mumbled trying to not seem embarrassed about wanting to touch him and love him. “Touch and stuff, hm?” Matt smirked clearly intrigued on this little game I had in mind.

“Yeahhh..” I glanced around. “And what kind of touch sweetheart?” Matt smirked again while tickling his fingers to tickle my inner-thigh. He knew how to tease me and he was already winning at this little game.

“ngh..” I whimpered quietly as I leaned my head against Matt’s shoulder as I felt Matt’s hand go further and rub between my legs. “Careful.. I can’t stay quiet..” I mumbled against his neck. “Your gon’ have to sweetheart, unless you want our friends t’know how horny you are for me.”

“baby..” I whispered into his ear. “I— I can’t..” I whimpered again feeling his fingers rub my clit through my pants. “you like that hm?” Matt chuckled again not breaking his seductive eye contact with me.

“Matthew please..” I whispered again while closing my eyes. “Matthew? You wanna full-name me now, huh sweetheart?” Matt chuckled in my ear as he kept rubbing my sensitive clit through my thin leggings. “No— I’m.. fuck.. sorry..” I said again, my breaths getting louder and heavier as Matt’s fingers were still working on my clothed clit.

“you wanna go to the bathroom sweetheart?” Matt said removing his hand from my crevice and patting my thigh. He looked at me waiting for a response and I calmed my breaths down before responding. I nodded and attempted to get up.

Matt pulled my back down. “Words, sweetheart.” He said looking at me, wanting to hear it from my mouth. “Yes matt, I need— I want to go.” I said desperately and quickly to not waste anymore time, since it was precious until our friends came back to our golfing area.

He stood up first and took my hand, helping me up as well as he brought me to the family bathroom with him. He walked us both in and locked the door behind us. “What did you ‘need’ sweetheart..?” Matt said starting to leave gentle kisses along my neck with his soft lips.

“Nghh.. you.. you baby.. I want you..” I said tangling my fingers into Matt’s hair as he sucked and licked on my neck. “You want me, hm?” Matt smirked again, it was clear he had wanted to hear that leave my mouth. “I’m yours, love.” He smirked against my neck, leaving one more peck before taking off his jacket.

“want some tongue?” Matt mumbled as he hung his jacket on the rack in the bathroom. I nodded again before not hesitating to tug on the hem of my pants. He walked over and stopped me again. “Words, don’t make me ask again, sweetheart.” He whispered. I quickly obeyed him and started to speak “I want you to eat me out..” I said quickly to avoid feeling vulnerable and embarrassed.

Matt left a soft kiss on my cheek. “good job..” he pulled my pants down, as I also helped him too. He didn’t bother taking my panties off. He picked me up and had placed me on the white and black marble sink, the coldness of the marble made me squeal as it almost stung my behind.

“What’s wrong sweetheart?” Matt tilted his head. “Cold..” I mumbled, clearly embarrassed that just from a cold shock it could make such a big reaction out of me. Matt wasted no time to grab his jacket. He lifted me off of the sink and put it under me. “There you go baby.”

He was such a slut but such a fucking gentleman. It was already eating me inside and out. Matt kneeled between my legs and pulled my laced panties to the side. My wetness was dripping down to my ass as it shimmered from the bathrooms light.

“You’re already wet.” Matt chuckled. He had started to gently rub his thumb in circles on my clit, making my legs jolt. “M-Matt..” I let out softly. I had also felt Matt’s lips tease me and kiss around my folds and wetness. He was licking my thighs and kissing them.

“Mattttt…” I whined. He knew he was badly teasing me and he had seen visual evidence of me getting wetter by the second. “Hm?” Matt said peeking his head up with that dumb smirk on his face. “Please.. don’t tease me..” I mumbled again. I hated feeling vulnerable but fuck— he got me as soft as a sponge.

Matt didnt reply with words but he replied with his magical tongue. I felt his tongue swirl around my sensitive bean as he used his strong but slim hands to keep my legs open. Matt created suction before releasing it again making me jolt again.

“F-fu— nghh..” I moaned, my fingers tickling and finding Matt’s soft hair, to tangle my fingers through it and grip it. Matt’s eyes traveled up to my face. He seen my head lay back and eyes flutter shut.

“You like it, hm?” Matt said putting his tongue to rest. Before I could answer I felt Matt push his middle finger inside of my tight entrance. His slim but long finger made my breath hitch. “M-mhm..mmh..” I whimpered again.

I felts Matt tongue travel to my clit again as he twiddled his tongue around my flesh and sucked the life out of me. His tongue was ruthless and it made me hope it never ended. I was moaning and gripping his hair tighter as I felt my legs start to tremble.

Matt continues to pump his middle finger in and out of my shaft. He left a pressured kiss on my clit before getting back up on his feet and removing his middle finger from my cunt. He moved between my legs and kissed up my neck as he started to unbuckle his belt to access his boxers.

He pulled his pants off of him and was left in his boxers. He pulled my panties to the side further to prevent them from slipping again. He pulled his cock from his boxers and let it spring out and lay on my clit, fully hardened. He grabbed his length with his hand and slapped it against my saliva covered and sensitive clit.

“Ngh..” I moaned out, jolting up slightly. “Tell me how much you want it sweetheart..” Matt mumbled pushing the head of his cock against my entrance, enough to penetrate me but not enough to enter me. “Please Matt.. I need it so badly..” I whine again shuffling around, wanting him to slip in.

“you need what?” Matt smirked again. “I need your cock— Matt pleaseeee..” I whimpered and whined. My begging was enough for him and he hadn’t let out anymore words before slowly pushing into me with a groan, echoing through the bathroom. “Atta fucking girl..” Matt vibrates through his veiny neck.

“Fuck Matt— ugh..” I moaned out again. “Quiet, sweetheart..” Matt groaned upping his speed along with his noises and groans. His groans were quiet but aggressive as he pumped into me at a punishing pace. The tilt of his length hit my sweet spot rapidly as he drove himself inside of me.

“Matt— please..” I whimpered again. “No.. almost there..” Matt called my words off, me and him had fucked so much and he knew how much I could take, and that just turned me on even more. My legs were trembling and I felt the tightness in my womb about to pop.

“G-go—sh..” I whimpered out loudly again, disobeying Matthew’s words. He continued to ram into me at a punishing pace before pushing himself all the way inside of me, balls deep, before gently grabbing my neck. “You wanna be good? Listen to me, quiet. Mhm?” He growled against my neck.

I let out a gulp and nodded to his words. “Y/n, use your words like a good girl.” He mumbled again. I quickly fixed my actions and obeyed him unlike I had before. “I’ll be quiet.. I promise..” I mumbled into his ear. I felt butterflies and his cock swirling inside of me as he started to thrust in and out of me again.

The feeling for tightness suddenly popped as I unleashed a load of cum. Matt pulled out and stroked himself, letting his head fall back and letting a groan escape his naughty lips. “Nghh..” Matt moaned before unleashing white ropes onto my stomach and clit. “Fuuuckkk..” Matt groaned.

Matt stroked himself slowly, his cock pumping how the last drops of cum he had, almost milking himself dry. He finally collapsed onto me mumbling into my neck: “best fucking girl.. so good..” he kissed along my neck before getting up again.

“You wanna get cleaned up sweetheart? I think they are back at our golf area again..” Matt chuckled innocently as if he hadn’t fucked my guts out. I nodded and he wiped off my stomach, help me gently put on my pants again, and swooped me up into his hands for a couple of minutes to let me recover.

“I love you, you know that right?” Matt smiled, kissing my cheek full of intimacy and genuine love.

“mhm.. your such a tease..” I chuckled into his neck, leaving a shivering kiss.

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[angelicckisses]

POLAROIDS 2

read part one: here

warnings: !NOT PROOFREAD! bestfriend!chris x reader, handjob, sub chris, use of names (baby,babyboy) and idk what else to think of

a/n: i’m sorry if its bad but a couple of you guys wanted a part 2 so you ask and you shall receive. I’m not to sure if i like this one i have mixed feelings but i tried and if anything please tell me if y’all enjoyed it or not😭 i will try to get more into writing though 😁

✧˚ · . A new day came along, you, chris, matt, and nick were all hanging out together at their house.

Just chilling and watching movies as y’all stuffed your mouths with snacks. You were sitting beside chris at the end of the couch, your legs were exposed due to your shorts and so was cleavage, thanks to your tank top.

Chris was having a hard time concentrating on the movie with you right next to him and your body he was absolutely obsessed with in sight. Whole reason you even wore this was for Chris, you desperately wanted a reaction out of him and you noticed it was working.

Time passed by and you noticed how chris kept shifting around under the blanket, you couldn’t help but take a look and see the growing bulge in his pants and his eyes staring at your legs. You stayed quiet, trying to act like you weren’t paying attention to him as your hand slowly made it way under the blanket and to his lap, his gaze went directly towards you, looking at you with a look of confusion and a hint of neediness.

Who were you to deny?

you licked your lips and kept your eyes on the screen as your hand slipped under the waist band of his pants, slowly palming him over his boxers. Soft whines and whimpers slipped from his mouth as he thrusted his hips up slightly into your palm.

Thankfully Matt and Nick couldn’t hear it over how loud the TV was. He shifted closer to you and leaned his head against your shoulder. Quietly begging you for more. “p-please, more, please, i-i’ll be so good, promise..” you chuckled softly under your breath as you heard his little begs and pleads before suddenly slipping your hand under his boxers, your hand coming in contact with his rock hard member that was already leaking pre-cum, you slowly pumped your hand up and down his shaft, trying not to go to fast and get him all noisy. “mmm— thank you— fuck! thank you s-so much..” he whimpered out as he tried his best not to thrust his hips up into your fist.

You looked over at him, watching as he kept his gaze on you while he was whimpering and moaning mess before looking over at Matt and Nick, still focused on the movie. You continued the movements with your hand, moving it faster as you heard his breathing pick up. Chris bit down on his lip, trying to keep himself from being to loud, he definitely didn’t want his brothers knowing what the hell he was doing right now.

You ran your thumb over his slit, receiving a tiny whimper from him. His hips started to thrust up into your fist. “you close babyboy, hm?” you mumbled quietly in that soft, gentle tone he absolutely loved. “y-yes, so close— please let me cum— ngh! please..” the poor boy begged, “go ahead, baby..” you whispered into his ear, and with one more twist of your fist he covered your hand in his warm load of cum.

Panting heavily and resting his head against the crook of your neck now. You slowly removed your hand from his boxers, wiping your hand off with his shirt hoping his brothers would suspect he just dirtied himself or something.

After he had calmed himself down he stayed close to you and muttered small thank yous. After the movie finished, you had left and Chris was in his room, thinking about what happened not even less than an hour ago,

he had never been more happier and was glad his brothers didn’t suspect anything at all. ✧˚ · .

text message from Matt:

“kid thinks he’s slick.”

[starboye]

starring: matt sturniolo x male reader

request: Reader was visiting the triplets house to watch a movie. When matt gets a bit worked up, reader notices and wants to help him take care of it.whispering sweet names (amor, corazon, slut, esc) while reader rides him

warnings: smut, cursing, unprotected sex, sub!matt

you and matt hadn't seen each other in a while due to some business stuff you both had going on but once you had some time to waste and he did to, and plus his brothers were gonna be out of the house he invited you over to watch a movie and you quickly agreed to it.

now here you were cuddle into matts arm as you both watched some movie, your hand slowly rubbing his thigh, matt glaring down at how your hand is so close to his dick, just imagining you stroking his dick for him has a tent growing in his pants catching your eyes.

"well what do we have here" you say moving your hand to graze over his clothed cock making it twitch "is that the remote in your pants or are you just happy to see me" you tease "i really wanna fuck you" matt shudders turning his head to kiss you.

"then that's all you had to say matty" you smirk taking off your pants and underwear before movie to straddle his lap, resting your ass just above his crotch as you make out with him deeply, his hands moving to run up your shirt and feel your warm body.

"fuck you feel so good" he says as his fingers prod at your hole "you're so desperate for this ass huh" you ask looking at his face, eyes shut close as his hands rub you and head thrown back on the couch "mhm" he whimpers lifting his head to look at your pretty face while you pull his pants down.

now resting around his thighs you pull his aching dick out, already leaking some pre cum which you wipe off with you finger and lick making matt whine, the sight of it making him even hornier "please i need it" matt whimpers leaning into a messy kiss, his tongue fighting for dominance.

"fine how could i resist such a cute face" you chuckle and lift over him and lower yourself onto his dick, as soon at the tip slides in matt's a moaning mess, gripping the cushion of the couch to not pull you all the way down on his dick, but after what felt like hours of torture you fully sink onto him making him let out a shaky moan.

"ngh fuck you're so tight" matt breathes "and you're so fucking big" you moan feeling matts split your warm walls apart before you begin bouncing up and down in matts lap slowly but with a move from his hand that squeezes your hips and moves you quicker onto his dick.

silently signaling to go faster and you understand and quicken your moves, your hands gripping onto matts legs for stability "i love you so much" matt whimpers kissing your neck, ridding with hickeys "i love you to matt" you say kissing his fluffy curls.

you let out a sharp gasp as you feel matt grab your waist and begin controlling you moves, plopping you up and down on him, wanting to feel more of your warmth around him, you rest your head into his chest as he plunges into you.

"matt..." you say "mhm baby" he coos sweetly as if he isn't fucking you on his cock "cum in me" you beg squeezing around him, trying to milk him for all his arousal "fuck" he mutter with a low breath feeling you squeeze him "okay baby" he nods dropping you on him with more force.

you moan into his chest as you feel the stinging in your ass "mm shittt" he groans as he cums in you, filling you up nice and well for him, you both let out labored pants as you regain sense "well this was a fun movie date" matt says making you chuckle and cuddle into him as he caressed your back lovingly.

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©starboye productions

[chrisixx28]

i need more piss kink content with matt please it’s so hot

Rush - M.S.

Sub!Matt x Reader

Warnings: PISS KINK, mommy kink

Word Count: 1.1k

Matt pulled into the driveway and got out of the car quickly, practically running to the front door.

"What's the rush?" you ask him as he fumbles with the keys trying to unlock the door.

"I have to pee," he whines, finally getting the door open, "I'm gonna pee my pants."

"Wait a second," you grab his arm before he can get into the hallway to go to the bathroom.

He turns to look at you with a desperate look on his face, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes pleading, "whaaaat? Can't this wait until after I go pee?"

"Actually," you step closer to him, "I don't think you should go to the bathroom."

"What?!" there's panic in his voice.

You kiss his cheek and start leading him down the hallway to your bedroom, "just come with me, baby."

"But I have to peee," he whines, but follows you anyway.

A chuckle escapes your lips as you hear his whining. He follows you into your bedroom where you close the door behind him, leading him over to the bed. 

"What are you doing?" he asks as you sit down on the bed, resting with your back against the headboard.

"Sitting down," your nonchalant answer makes him whine as he stands next to the bed watching you with big eyes, "c'mere," you pat your lap.

"But-" he turns to look at the door before looking back at you.

You grab hold of his forearm once again, silently telling him not to go anywhere, "but what?"

"But I- I have to pee..." he continues to look between you and the door.

"Thought you said you were gonna pee your pants?" you tease.

His eyes go wide, "what?"

"Just come sit with me, baby," he lets you pull him down onto your lap so he's straddling you.

"Can I go to the bathroom please?" he whines.

"No, baby, just stay here," you put a hand on the back of his head, pulling his head forward to rest on your shoulder.

He whines and turns to hide his face in your neck, squirming in your lap. You coo at him and play with his hair, smiling at the way he continues to squirm, clearly unable to sit still.

"S'okay, baby," you whisper in his ear, "I got you."

The only response you get is a particularly loud whimper, making you chuckle. A minute later you feel his hips jerk forward and he lifts his head up to look at you.

"Please?" he has tears in his eyes now.

"Just let go, baby," you whisper.

He nuzzles his nose on your neck, just below your jaw, "can't."

"Yeah, you can. Go ahead, Matt," you move your hand down in between your bodies and rub over his length through his pants.

"Oooh, fuck," he whines, "mmm mommy. Can't... can't hold it."

He grabs your arm and pushes it away from him to get you to stop rubbing him. A second later his face is back in your neck and he's practically sobbing as his hot piss starts to wet the front of his sweatpants.

"That's it, baby," you rub his back.

"Mommy," he cries and the wetness starts to soak into your own pants. 

You kiss the top of his head as his stream finally stops, "such a good boy for me."

"Please," his voice is the epitome of desperation. 

"What, baby? What do you need?"

He squirms in your lap again, "need you."

"Tell me exactly what you want, baby. Use your words, sweetheart," you say gently.

"Wanna be inside you. Please mommy?" he looks up at you with big teary eyes, "please."

After a moment of admiring his beautiful tear stained face, you lean down to give him a gentle kiss, "let's get you out of those wet pants, huh?" He nods in response. "Alright, baby."

The two of you switch positions so he's sitting against the headboard and you're straddling his lap. You pull his shirt over his head and leave a few gentle kisses across his his chest before pulling his pants and boxers off. Matt watches you closely as you take off your own pants and underwear. His head falls back and he whines when you grab his length, stroking him slowly a few times before lifting yourself up over him.

"Ngh mommy," he whines as you sink down onto him. You start bouncing on him and he starts tugging on the hem of your shirt, "mommy, please."

"What, baby?" you run your hands through his hair, continuing to move up and down on him.

He looks up at you pleadingly, "want it off."

You smile at him and pull your shirt up over your head. As soon as your shirt is off, he leans forward and puts his face in between your boobs, reaching up to grab them through your bra.

"Mm, such a good boy," you play with his hair, keeping his face against your chest as you start bouncing faster.

He whines against your skin, his hands moving to your sides, squeezing you tightly like he's afraid you'll disappear. You feel him start to leave gentle kisses on the top of your boobs as one of his hands moves to your back, resting on the clasp of your bra. 

"Go ahead, baby," you gasp, "take it off."

He doesn't hesitate before unclasping your bra, letting it fall off your arms, "mommy," he moans, moving his head down to take one of your nipples into his mouth. 

You moan as he sucks on your nipple, he looks up at you through his eyelashes and the look on his face makes you want to cum right then. 

"Oh, fuck, baby," you moan, "so good."

He whines at your praise and you can feel him twitch inside of you.

"You gonna cum for me, baby?"

You watch as Matt's eyes roll back and he nods, "please, mommy. Can I?" He doesn't wait for your response before sucking on your other nipple.

"Go 'head, baby," you gasp, "cum for me."

It's not a minute later before Matt's cumming inside of you, his head falling back against the headboard as he moans your name. The feeling of his hot cum inside you pushes you over the edge. You fall forward against his chest as you reach your climax. 

You stay in that position for a minute, panting against his neck before lifting yourself up off of him. Matt's still leaning back against the headboard with his eyes closed, his breathing labored. 

"Such a good boy. Did so good for me," you praise him, kissing his face.

He opens his eyes to look up at you, his eyes still glossy. He grabs your face and pulls you down into a kiss. "I love you," he says gently as he pulls back from the kiss.

"I love you too, sweet boy."

[rubychriss]

˙⠀❀ㅤ ׅ   matt sturniolo • not yet! ㅤ 𝁼 ୭୧ ⠀..⠀⠀﹙⠀blurb⠀﹚

warning: sub!matt, soft dom!reader, edging, overstimulation, explicit sexual content, creamie

you hadn’t planned to take control tonight. you really hadn’t.

he was already a little messy when you straddled him on the couch, cheeks pink, breath shallow, like just being near you short-circuited something in his brain. and god, he was so easy to read...fidgeting fingers, thighs pressed together like he was trying not to grind against you.

you kissed him first, soft and slow, just to calm him down. but the way he whimpered into your mouth like he needed it more than anything, it made something shift inside you. something warm. something firm.

"you’re already worked up, huh?" you marmured close to his ear, voice low and steady, hands resting easy on his hips. "barely touched you."

his lashes fluttered, breath catching in his throat. "i-i don't know," he stammered, looking dazed. "you just—"

"shh. it’s okay." your voice was soft, steady. he relaxed into it like instinct.

you slid your fingers under the hem of his hoodie, warm skin meeting your touch. he sucked in a sharp breath, shoulders twitching. you kissed down his neck slowly, letting your teeth catch just enough to make him flinch and shiver, the tiniest whimper slipping out of him.

when you pressed your palm against the hard outline in his sweats, his hips jerked up with a quiet gasp. it was automatic. needy.

you smiled. "needy boy."

his hands gripped your shoulders, tight. already shaking a little. like he was holding back from giving in. you stroked him through the fabric, light and slow. teasing. each time his hips pushed up, you stopped. waited. then started again.

"please," he whispered, forehead pressed to your shoulder. his voice cracked. "please, can i—"

you leaned in, lips brushing his cheek. "no, not yet." soft. calm. unshakable. "you don’t get to come just because you want it."

he let out a sound, raw and small. you kissed him once, sweet.

you eased his sweats down just far enough. his cock was flushed and wet at the tip. you wrapped your hand around him gently, squeezed once at the base. he moaned like it almost hurt.

you stroked him slow, firm, dragging it out. every time he tensed or whimpered or tried to fuck up into your hand, you let go. left him twitching in the open air.

"fuck, please—" his voice broke, head tilted back slightly. "i can’t—"

you leaned in, lips close to his throat. "you can," you murmured, slow and warm. "be good for me. take what i give you."

his cock jumped at that, helpless. he nodded a little too quickly, mouth falling open.

your hand rested between his legs but didn’t move. you whispered into his ear, slow and low... told him how pretty he looked when he begged. how soaked he was. how good he was doing for you even when he was falling apart.

you edged him like that until he was shaking, body warm and slick with sweat, eyes glassy and wide. then you stroked him again – faster, enough to bring him right to the edge, his hips jerking, mouth falling open.

and you stopped.

he sobbed your name, desperate. broken. you kissed him, slow and firm.

"one more time," you whispered. "just one more. and then i’ll let you fall apart for me."

he nodded fast, panting, moaning softly under his breath as you took him in your hand again.

this time, you didn’t stop.

your grip was steady, pace tight and smooth. you knew exactly where he was. his whole body coiled up, jaw slack, breath punching out of his lungs as his felt his stomach tensed hard beneath your hand.

"fuck- i’m... ngh! coming-" he gasped, voice barely a whisper.

his cock twitched and then he was spilling over your hand, cum striping across his stomach in thick, slow pulses, one after another. his whole body shook with it, eyes shutting tightly as he moaned and tried to cling to you. you didn’t let go. stroked him through it, soft and careful, coaxing every drop out of him until he slumped against you, gasping.

then he flinched, his hips jerked when you kept going, his thighs twitching from the overstimulation.

"too much- baby..." he whined, quiet and breathless. "please, i c-can’t- noo..."

"shh," you cooed, kissing his temple. "you’ve got more in you. just a little. be good boy for me."

his cock twitched again in your hand, and he let out a whimper, but he didn’t stop you. his fingers curled weakly in your shirt.

"i know, baby. i know," you whispered. your strokes were slower now, gentler. "let me take care of you."

he let out one more shaky moan as his cock gave a final twitch, another dribble of cum spilling out before he collapsed fully into you, boneless and flushed.

you kissed the top of his cheek, cradling him close, one of his hand still softly resting against your hip.

RUBYCHRISS - est. 2025. do not copy or re-post my work on other platforms.

[luckych]

ʚ 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : sub!matt who spews thank you’s over and over and over again once you finally make him cum! ɞ

ʚ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : matt sturniolo (ma man) x reader ɞ

ʚ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : no plot, straight to the point SMUT. expect NO fluff ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜ ɞ

ʚ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : SMUT, a reoccurring MOMMY KINK, CREAMPIE (wrap bfore u tap,) there may be a tad bit of bad use of punctuation, maybe even some spelling mistakes, but MOST DEFINITELY SOME KINKY FREAKY SHIT. ɞ

ʚ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : 843 words. that was more than i expected to have but it’s still short.. ( •̯́ ^ •̯̀) i feel like short lil imagines are always gonna be a fan favorite for me. (..◜ᴗ◝..)

ʚ 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : i uhh.. think the title explains the overview pretty well!! ɞ

ʚ 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ : me, @luckych the idea might not have come directly from me and might’ve been done before, but none of my work is plagiarized. i wrote everything by myself, so you can obviously use the idea for yourself, but do NOT take my work and pass it off as your own, please and thank you. ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ ɞ

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

⋅˚₊‧ ଳ - the vulgar, wet sound of skin slapping echoed off the walls.

your sopping pussy was tightly squeezing matt’s hard cock as you rode him, your ass colliding with his pelvis. besides the loud noise of his heavy balls smacking against your swollen clit, matt’s whimpers and whines were pouring out of his mouth like a waterfall.

he practically couldn’t control himself. he was always extremely vocal when he was sexually stimulated, his top lip never touching his bottom lip. his thighs were trembling like crazy below you as his cock twitched inside of you, an indication of his impending orgasm.

“s-shit–! i-i’m close.. please-ah! please let me c-cum,” he begged with a high-pitched voice, his head thrown back. his hair laid back against the pillow, his bangs sticking moistly against his sweaty forehead.

you wanted to tell him no so badly just to see the dejected, desperate look on his face, but he looked so damn adorable. he could barely look at you since his eyes were continuously closing due to the unbearable pleasure coursing through his body, tears welling up in his eyes.

you took pity on him seeing how desperate he looked, his thrusts becoming more and more frantic by the millisecond. you threw your head back with a loud moan that your neighbors would definitely be asking about, feeling his leaking red tip smack your cervix viciously.

his warm hands went down to your moving hips, squeezing with a tight grasp. he clawed at your skin like a needy puppy, awaiting your confirmation to finally release his building orgasm.

“pl-please mommy-! i need it.. need it– ngh- please!” he cried louder, his mouth staying agape. he opened his icy blue eyes just to look at you, panting heavily and breathlessly. you placed your sweaty, soft hand in his damp hair, tugging on it gently with a delicate grip. he moaned softly, biting down on his pink, bottom lip.

you nodded quickly at his plea, your hair draping over your chest. “m-mhm.. cum for me, pretty boy,” you breathed out, whimpering once his thrusts became eager. he was obviously trying to reach his orgasm as quickly as he could once he got the green light from your, your body bouncing swiftly at the pace of his thrusts.

“thank you, m-mommy- thank you, thank you, thank you- ngh!” he whined loudly, his balls colliding with your ass as his thrusts became sloppy. he inhaled harshly before grunting with one powerful thrust. his lips parted, only a loud, broken moan leaving his dry lips.

his orgasm was so intense, thick, warm spurts of cum leaking out of his spent tip. the fluid filled your womb so gracefully, matt’s tongue lolled out with heavy breaths.

your head was thrown back, your long, damp hair laying graciously behind you. you peeled one of your eyes open, seeing the worn out look on matt’s face. he bit down on his bottom lips, his grip on your hips finally letting up.

the mark of his nails was engraved on your skin, leaving a stinging sensation in its place.

“th-thank you.. mommy..”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

₊˚⊹ ᰔ * - honestly, writing the mommy stuff kinda.. made me cringe. in all honesty, i don’t have a mommy kink, but i do love the idea of matt being submissive so i had to push through it! ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ) did i get better at writing or did i get worse..? BE HONEST. ( ᗒᗣᗕ ) hope ts was enjoyable since i haven’t posted SHII in 7 fucking months..

₊˚⊹ ᰔ * - once again, as always, this was made by me @luckych i can agree to you using the idea because i feel like this has been done before, but please, don’t copy my work word for word.. (｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)

[themattsturniologirl]

Let me love you.

ᴀ/ɴ: I have never thought to myself that my storys are some what good, and now I do.

Dom! Matt & Sub! Reader.

ᴡ���ʀɴɪɴɢs: smut, unprotected sex, (wrap it b4 you tap guys!) Head (M receiving)

"𝑮-𝑮𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒖𝒎..."

Today was not good, for Matt, at least, you, on the other hand, it was a great day, you get home

and there's Matt, "hi baby" you say, but Matt didn't respond, instead he grabbed your arm and pushed you onto your knees, and he pulls his pants and boxers down, and without warning, he thrusts into your mouth.

And he starts saying "Fucking boss, wanna make me work more, and he fired me when I said no, I just- ngh said no." And his thrusts become harder and faster, "𝑮-𝑮𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒖𝒎..."

And a few thrusts later, he finally cums, and he pulls out of your mouth.

"𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚"

Live love ass and tits!

ᴡɪʟʟᴏᴡ.

[strnilolover]

⋆⭒˚.⋆ chris loves to suck on your tits. especially when they’re sensitive

warnings : tit sucking. slight mention of menstrual cycle. sub!chris. praising. slight mommy!kink. i think that’s it?

chris was lying beside you, his head resting on your shoulder, but you could feel the way his gaze kept darting down to your chest. he was trying to be patient—he really was—but the way you shifted slightly, your oversized shirt sliding just enough to tease him, was driving him insane.

“baby…” he whispered, his voice soft and pleading. his hand hesitantly drifted to your waist, thumb tracing soothing circles against your skin. “can i… please?”

you turned your head to look at him, raising an eyebrow. “please, what?”

chris swallowed hard, his cheeks flushed a deep pink. he looked embarrassed to even say it, his lips parting and closing as he tried to find the right words.

finally, he ducked his head, his voice a little whiny as he spoke. “i just want them in my mouth so bad. Please let me… you know i love how sensitive they are when you’re—”

“chris,” you interrupted, fighting back a smirk at how desperate he sounded. “you’re such a baby.”

his head snapped up, and his wide, pleading eyes locked onto yours. “i am, but I’m your baby. please, just—let me make you feel good. i’ll be so gentle, i promise. please?”

your resolve cracked at the way his voice shook with need, and you sighed, tugging your shirt up to reveal your chest. “fine, but you better be careful. they’re really sore right now.”

chris’ face lit up like he’d been handed the world, and he wasted no time, sitting up slightly so he could lean down and press soft, reverent kisses over your breasts. “thank you, thank you, thank you,” he mumbled between kisses, his hands carefully bracketing your ribs.

he glanced up at you one last time, seeking permission, and when you nodded, he let out a shaky breath before taking your nipple into his mouth. the first flick of his tongue against the sensitive bud made you gasp, and chris moaned at the sound, his hips pressing subtly into the mattress.

“you’re so perfect,” he mumbled against your skin, his voice muffled but clear. “… i love this. i love you.”

you tangled your fingers into his hair, tugging lightly, and he whimpered, the sound vibrating against your chest. he sucked gently, his tongue swirling in slow, teasing motions that made you squirm beneath him.

“chris,” you whispered, your voice breathy. “you’re being so good. such a good boy.”

the praise seemed to light him up, his moans growing louder as he nuzzled closer, switching to your other breast with a soft, desperate plea. “i wanna stay here forever. please, let me keep going. let me make you feel better.”

you couldn’t help but smile at his neediness, running your fingers through his hair as his tongue continued to swirl over your sensitive bud.

your fingers gripped the strands tighter, holding him closer against your skin as his mouth continued to suck your sensitive bud, a high pitched moan slipped past your lips, back arching toward him.

“stay as long—ngh—as you’d like baby. making mommy feel so good.”

a/n : oh i love sub chris and sub matt. gonna start writing more things for them both.

[theyluvivi]

pretty little angel...m.s

warnings.ᐟ.ᐟ: FILTH. p in v (#wrapthat #dont do this!!) theres barely plot. riding. use of angel n baby. (heh.) sub!matt<3 teasing. creampie. use of ma. (ONCE) praise. thas abt it.

You've been wanting Matt for a while. It's not a crush at this point. It's an obsession. You've been jumping over hurdles to get with this guy. Every party you see him at, every hang out you guys have—There's tension, the eye contact, the almost kisses... it's ridiculous. Everyone else can tell you're into him, and as far as you're concerned, he's into you.

You were so sitting on the couch watching a movie with Matt, his finger tracing patterns on your thigh when you just couldn't take it anymore. "Matt?"

"Hmm?" His eyes don't tear away from the screen, "I'm gonna fuck you."

He slowly turns towards you, eyes widening. "....wha?" You smile at his reaction. "That okay with you?" He nods. "Y-yeah— that's amazing with me—"

One kiss leads to another kiss, which leads to you dragging him to your room and his Matt's boxers being discarded on your floor along with your panties. You're so finally happy to have him under you like this. Flushed cheeks and sweaty hairs sticking to his face while he can let out are moans and whimpers. This'll be engraved in your memory for sure.

A helpless whine escapes his lips as you roll your hips, stimulating his cock perfectly. He throws his arm over his face. "Nuh uh, none of that, Angel. Wanna see your pretty face as I fuck you." His hips rise to yours in small, careful thrusts. "Don't call me th—that—"

"Why?" You remove his arm from his face, "You look like an angel, you should see how good you like right now," You purr, moving your hand to his chin. "Maybe I should fuck you in front of my mirror so you can see for yourself."

His dick twitches inside of you as his eyes widen. "N-no— mh—" You giggle at his reaction. "Why...? You'd get to see how good I'm taking your cock, you'd like that wouldn't you?" You tease, his cheeks flush as his breath hitches. His hips move in sync with yours, "M' just teasing. Maybe next time, though.... since you like the idea so much." You release his chin, beginning to bounce on his cock.

He throws his head back into the pillows, a loud cry of pleasure escaping his lips at your movements. His fingers dig into your hips, desperately trying to find something to hold onto. "That feel good, Angel?"

His face scrunches up, his nose crinkling. He lets out a shaky moan. "Mh-hm... toogood— when you bounce like that—" His hips stuttering up, "G-gonna make me cum—" You smirk at his words, leaning down to leave marks on his neck, "So pretty, Baby.. so, so, pretty." You murmur into his neck. He melts at your words, the praise getting to his head. "Shi— stop calling me pretty or m gonna cum—"

"But you are.." You purr, sitting up to give his neck a break. "Such a pretty boy...makin' pretty noises all f'me." His eyes roll back slightly, a deep moan escaping his lips as he struggles to maintain control. "Fuccccck— you're gonna make me cum!" His hips buck wildly, his cock throbbing inside you. "Wan— wanna cum with you— b-but I can't hold it—" He whines, tears forming in his eyes. "Shhh, you can make me cum later, kay?" You kiss his cheek before slamming down your hips on him, making him gasp.

"Gonna cum for me, Matt?" He nods desperately, face twisting in pleasure. "Yyes— gonna fucking cum! Gonna make me cum so hard— please– let me cum inside you—" He pants, you tilt your head at him. "You want it that bad?" He nods frantically, his body trembling. "Yyes! I want it so bad– want to fill you up, want you milk every drop out of my cock!" He's barely coherent at this point, completely lost in pleasure. "Please... I'll be your good boy." He's too cute.

You slam down your hips one more time, "Cum for me, Matt." His body tenses then convulses as that band in his stomach snaps. A loud, pathetic cry leaves his lips as his cock pulses and throbs, releasing a hot stream of cum deep inside you. His hips buck uncontrollably, riding out the waves of pleasure as he empties himself completely. You kiss him deeply as his thrusts slowly come to a stop. "Was that..?"

He pants heavily, his chest heaving as he comes down from his high. He looks up at you with unfocused, satisfied eyes. "That was.... fucking incredible." He swallows hard, a soft smile on his lips as he slides from under you and onto the floor. "You said I could make you cum later, right?" He says softly, parting your legs and licking at his cum and your juices running down your legs.

"Gonna make you feel so good, Mama."

tags 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚: @inspiredangel @whore4mattsturniolo @domizzzsstuff @sosasturns @drewswife @strnilolover @cvnts4demi

a/n: idk where this came from tbh.....erm!

[issysh3ll]

Over ♡ Matt Sturniolo

Summary: Overstimulating Matt for the first time while you ride him Warnings: SMUT, overstimulation, creampie, sub!Matt, reverse cowgirl, consent <3

“Ohh my fuckkk” Matt groans as he watches your ass bounce on his cock. Your knees are planted on either side of his body with your hands on his thighs. Matt’s eyes nearly bulge out of his head as he tries to take in as much of this view as possible. Your ass ripples and shakes with each smooth roll of your hips and he can see your juices leaking down the length of his cock.

The sight alone is driving him wild, making him dream of this feeling lasting forever. "S'good... wan' forever" Matt stutters out, trying to tell you what he wants but the feeling of your walls squeezing him firmly with each wet motion is causing a knot to build quickly in his abdomen and his mouth cant form the words correctly around his continuous string of moans and whimpers.

His legs twitch and tense as he frantically tries to hold back his impending release, wanting this feeling, this view to last forever. “I’m gon’ – shiit – gon’ cum” he stutters out between moans. His hands reaching out to you in an attempt to grip the jiggling flesh of your ass, desperate for something to hold on to as he loses himself in the pleasure. 

“Go on, baby, cum inside me” you encourage and with one more smooth motion you feel his cock twitching inside the grip of your walls. But this doesn’t stop you, your hips continuing to dance in his lap as he spurts out the final pump of his cum. Matt wails helplessly behind you, squeezing his grip on your ass and flailing his legs aimlessly as the unbearable pleasure doesn't end. He didn’t know this was possible; the overwhelming bliss usually ends once his orgasm subsides, but this time it’s still going.

“Aw Matt…” you murmur, slowing your dance to a more gentle pace as you look back and see his face screwed up in a mixture of pleasure and confusion, “... thought you wanted this to last forever... Can you keep goin’ for me?” 

Matt’s eyes carefully peer open as the pace slows, allowing him to catch his breath slightly. “Y-yes… please,” he nods his head at you eagerly, his mouth hanging open - unable to form any words. He can’t speak or think of anything other than the feeling you’re bringing him, and how badly he wants it to never end. He can feel every agonizing inch of his cock as it’s swallowed by the soft walls of your pussy. He isn’t even aware of any other part of his body with every nerve in his brain overrun by the intensity of this feeling.

His eyes lock in on the mesmerizing view of your ass bouncing repetitively on his lap. The pace being slower now allows him to take in the way your back arches with each blissful motion, the way the flesh on your hips recoils each time you ram them down against him. 

Despite the overwhelming sensations bordering on pain, Matt can't imagine a better feeling. His muscles are melting in his body as his brain goes foggy with pleasure. His mouth hangs open loosely, small gasps and pants of air breaking between the strings of whimpers and cries falling from his lips.

Matt’s twitching becomes more frantic and uncontrolled, his grip on your hips tightens desperately and his shaky breath hitches. “It’s okay…” you coo. One of your hands trails up his thigh and gently scoops under his balls. Your fingers caress carefully over the soft skin and you murmur over your shoulder to him again, “just let go, cum again f’me”.

The added stimulation of your hands cupping him causes an empty cry to rip through matt’s chest and his whole body tenses as he explodes inside you for the second time tonight “ngh– FUCK!”.

Masterlist

[theyluvivi]

babes you ate DOWN with every sub!chris fic...now i need that same energy but with sub!matt...please i'll eyp

enjoy enjoy <3

hours and hours.

edging matt until he cries cause he looks pretty !!

warnings.ᐟ.ᐟ: edging. sub!matt. use of mama/mommy. dacryphilia.... thas abt it :)

"P...please." He hiccups. "Been..such a good boy." It's been hours since this started. If he did something that upset, he wishes you'd just tell him so he could apologize.

Every single time he twitches or bucks into your hand, you stop. The amount of pre-cum that has pooled between his legs is enough to fill up a bottle.

He whines as you stop again. He's so hard it hurts. "Mama— please—please—" You shut him up with a kiss, beginning to pump him again.

He moans into your mouth, eyes fluttering shut as you play with his sensitive head, teasing the slit, coaxing out the drops of pre-cum that bead at the tip. His legs are trembling, and his toes are curling in his socks. That's how good it feels.

"Please, Mommy— please!" He whimpers, tears welling up in his eyes as he bucks into your hand.

You stop. Matt's lip begins to tremble, tears starting to paint his face one after the other as he sniffles. "Oh, c'mon Matty." You caress his cheek, finally speaking to him after being slient for so long.

"I've been meaner to you, haven't I, baby?" His voice cracks as he sobs, "Wan' cum—" You kiss his tears away. "So dramatic." You coo. "I think you can take a little more..." You tease, stroking him softly.

He chokes on a sob. "I- Cant– I can't!" He attempts to grab at your hand. "You know your safe word." You pick up the pace, "Be a good boy and take it."

He covers his face with his arm, full-on weeping now. But that's just what you wanted. You wanted to see him crumble underneath you, see his eyes become all red and puffy. You pull his arm away from his face, wanting to the masterpiece you made.

You smile down at him, taking in the sight Matt is right now. Stray brunette locks pressing to his forehead, pouty lips, bloodshot eyes. Oh, he's too pretty.

"Mama's been mean, hasn't she?" You tilt your head at him, and he nods slowly. "Th.. thought," He hiccups, "You were mad at me." You jut your lip out. "I'm not mad.. I just wanted to see you like this." You pumping him faster, going back to teasing his slit. He gasps, "S- see me like— ah? This?"

You nod, feeling him twitch in your hand. "See you like this." He wails. "Ma– Mama– fu—k!" He grabs at the sheets, back beginning to arching off the bed. "Cum— I-I— mgonna—" He cries out.

"Cum for me Matt." He thrusts repeatedly into your hand before he's spilling all over your hand, the sheets, and his stomach.

"Happy now?"

He pants, "Mh...mhm."

tags 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚: @inspiredangel @domizzzsstuff @sosasturns @drewswife

[theyluvivi]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SUB!MATT BEING RIDDEN BY READER. LORD I'M BEGGING

i got u <3

riding sub!matt.

Needy bables and moans fall from Matt's lips as you bounce on his length, his hands desperately grabbing at your waist to help you move. "Fucck—" Drool seeps from his lips and onto his chest, "Sso good—" He could seriously just lose it from the way you're looking at him right now.

"T-taking me— mhf! So well mama—" More pathetic sounds fell from Matt's lips as you swirled your hips. He was barely coherent at this point. "If you keep—"

You smirk at him. "Cant take it?" He whines. "N-no— I can take it— Youjust—" He lets out a loud cry as you suddenly pick up the pace, lewd, loud squelching sounds filling the room from where you guys connect. "Mama— wai—" You ignore his words, feeling him twitch inside you.

"You wanna cum inside me, don't you, Baby?" He nods eagerly, looking at you with lustful, glazed over eyes. "But—" You slam your hips down, making his eyes roll back. "Shhhh, I got you." Your bounces make him give up, being too fucked out to talk coherent. He's so close, his hips thrust up to meet yours, and then you clench around him, and he loses it.

His mind goes blank as he spurts his cum deep inside you, going limp after thrusting into you a few more times. "....fuck."

[theyluvivi]

OKAY BET! (I'm a bit sub!sturniolo obsessed, so bare with me) Reader forcing sub!Matt to look at them while they j3rk him off <3

dw girl ive written like 60 sub fics I GOTCHU

eye contact. sub!matt.

"C'mon..." You coo, "It'll be just for a second baby, wanna see those pretty eyes." He shakes his head into his arm. "N-no." He moans out, you jut your lip out. "Please, Matty?" You plea, teasing his tip. "Mh— n-no— s embarrassing—"He gasps.

"Mama just wants to see her pretty boy.." He shakes his head into his arm again, "N-no—!" His words quickly turn into a mewl as you fasten your pace. You use his reaction of throwing his head into the pillows to pull his arm off his face.

"Mama—" He whines, immediately trying to cover his face with his hands. You grab his chin, "You wanna cum? You gotta look at me." He whimpers, eyes beginning to stray away from you. "Matt." You order, he whines but your eyes lock again. He's so pretty, face all red and pouty lips. You notice how he's trying to hold back his moans.

"Why are you being so difficult today, Matty?" You tease, squeezing his length. "I—" His eyes roll back briefly, "Cause' it's embarrassing.." You smile down at him, using the pre-cum from his tip to slick up his cock. "It's jus' me and you, Baby. It's not embarrassing."

"Mh-m— m so close—" He lets out a broken moan. "C-can I cum— Mama? Please?" He doesn't break eye contact. Learned his lesson. "Of course, baby."

His back arches off the bed, grasping at the sheets as he spills into your fist and on his stomach. "See how easy that was?"