#chris sturniolo fanfic

[worldlxvlys]

Do you think you can make one where y/n has a wet dream about Chris? You can make the rest

thanks

sweet dreams

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutttt (with no plot), wet dreams, masturbation, grinding, cursing

a/n -> i’ve had this blurb sitting in my notes for a hot ass minute and it actually matches this request perfectly sooo here it is

one second i was laying in bed, sleeping peacefully and the next i was listening to the sound of her sweet moans.

she seemed to be having a wet dream as her breathing was heavy and her hand disappeared underneath her night gown.

she let out small noises, which only made my dick harder.

i gently shifted my body away from her, careful not to wake her with any sudden movements.

i moved over completely to my side of the bed, giving her space as her moans got louder and louder.

she kicked the covers off of her in her dream as she twitched and squirmed in pleasure.

her sleeping gown was bunched up to her thighs, giving me just a peek of what lied under it.

her legs were spread wide, fingers moving so quickly inside of her that they produced a squelching noise.

from the angle i was looking at her, all i could see was the supple skin of her thighs shining in the moonlight.

i tried to hold back, but the second she let out a strangled moan, i gave in.

my hand wrapped around my base as i watched her body move around repeatedly.

the strap of her gown had slid all the way down her shoulders due to her frantic movements.

the dress was loose on her, and with each bounce of her tits, they threatened to spill out of the flowy fabric.

“oh my godddd” she moaned as she fucked herself with her pretty fingers.

god, i wish they were wrapped around me.

“i’m so close” i she whined out.

“cum for me” i couldn’t help but tell her as thick ropes of my cum flew out of my dick.

she followed closely behind as her legs shook, and her body tensed up.

she continued to twitch, and i watched as one of her boobs spilled out.

my eyes widened as i quickly turned my body over, willing myself not to stare at her any longer.

“don’t get shy on me now, chris” she spoke, making my heartbeat speed up.

“you just came watching your best friend get off” she said.

i turned around, mouth opening and closing like a fish as i thought of what to say.

“do you want me?” she asked as she crawled towards me.

“i- yes, please” i responded, trying to steady my breathing.

“say it” she spoke as she hooked her leg over my waist.

“i-i want you so fucking badly” my mouth hung open as she rocked her hips into my stomach, riding my abs.

“you sure?” she asked as she brought her hands up to her boobs, squeezing them through the fabric.

her head fell back as she bit her lip, quiet moans slipping out.

“yes, yes please. need you so badly” i couldn’t help but plead as i looked up at her through lidded eyes.

“then take me, baby”

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[shorthairchris]

I hate this sexy motherfucker. I hate everything about him. His pretty lips, his jawline, his perfect waist with that long sleeve black shirt, hair still a bit wet from the shower. And the way he’s sitting LORD HAVE MERCY. CAN I FUCKING LIVE? I wanna sit on his lap so bad it’s actually killing me 😔😭

[chrisgetsmewet]

Chris with a Beard/stubble looks like he could break my back ngl

[dazednmatthews]

nothing’s sweeter than my baby~ number neighbor!matt x reader part sixteen [finale]

hell nah cause why am i close to crying rn…

this an is gonna be a bit long but i jus have sm to say and sm to thank so bear w me bear w me.

it’s been such a beautiful two months on here fr and it feels like it’s been forever but also like no time has passed at all. from the bottom of my heart, finding this little community has been so special and so fun and so amazing. every single supportive word, comment, reblog, like, ask— it’s all been so incredibly heartwarming and special to me. thank u all for embracing me and making me feel so loved 🥹

i can’t believe it’s over!!! number neighbor you will always be famous to me!!! number neighbor matt i love u so down bad fr. some of my best writing literally ever has been because of this series and this account and will always be so close to my heart. i genuinely can’t even tell yall how much writing this, meeting and interacting with you all and being here has meant.

i hope you all like this ending as much as i do bc i think it’s the perfect way to wrap this up ❤️‍🩹 ahhhh okay i love u thank u again NUMBER NEIGHBOR NATION 4EVER ENJOYYYY <3333

“i’m just saying that it’s entirely possible.” chris says, face contorted in a “duh” expression. nick looks from him to y/n and matt, who are intertwined sweetly on the couch, with wide eyes.

“you’ve absolutely got to be fucking kidding me.”

“i’m absolutely not.”

the two of the had been arguing for the last ten minutes, going back and forth about a made up scenario that chris presented that nick did not take kindly to.

the couple sits in the middle of the debate with amused eyes, following the hilarious and very much loud altercation with slight interest.

“chris has a point, you know.” y/n says, but only low enough that matt can hear. she was having fun being on the outside and would rather die than get in between that shit show right now.

“you only think that because you’re out of your mind in the same unexplainable way he is.” matt chuckles, adjusting his arm that’s wrapped tightly around her waist.

“it’s not our fault that we think outside the box,” she fires back, poking matt in the side. “everyone else is boring.”

matt catches her hand as she keeps poking, using his other one to return fire to the spot he knows gets her every time.

“oh fuck off—“ she says through laughter, struggling against his hands. nick and chris stop their arguing to look at them in disgust.

“ew,” nick says, putting a hand to chris’ face. “i’m going to bed. i’m not arguing with a crazy fuck any longer than i have and i’m not watching whatever the hell this shit is.”

“oh, booooo,” y/n says, rolling her eyes. “we’re not even doing anything.”

chris snorts. “yeah, okay. that’s the second time you’ve used that lie tonight.”

matt only smirks at that, watching y/n turn her face to hide her embarrassment. things had gotten a little louder than expected when she got here, and when they’d walked out into the living room out of breath, disheveled and grinning ear to ear she had said exactly that.

“no idea what you’re talking about.”

chris rolls his eyes and follows nick to his room, leaving the two in the living room with a forgotten movie paused. when y/n turns back to matt after saying goodnight, he’s already looking at her. her legs are thrown over his lap, body tucked into his side.

“what?” she says, pressing her body into his warmth even more.

“nothing.” he says, eyes traveling across her face with a soft, genuine look. “just love having you here.”

she can’t help but smile. “yeah?” she presses a small kiss to his jaw. “how much?”

matt lets out a breathy laugh, hand gripping the flesh of her thigh. “how’d i know you’d take that as an opportunity to boost your ego?”

“opportunity to boost my ego? no. opportunity to make my tough guy boyfriend confess his undying love for me over and over? absolutely.” she send him a grin full of teeth, making his heart skip a beat.

matt doesn’t say anything for a long while, just memorizing the layout of her features. the angle of her nose, the beauty marks placed so delicately on her cheeks, the slope of her eyes— he captures everything in his memory, so that’s her face is always with him. he has to squint a little, because it’s like the sun is rising right in this room. right in this girl.

y/n’s about to say something, undoubtedly about to call him a creeper for staring, but matt ghosts his lips over hers so gently, it has her shakily inhaling a breath. “i’ll tell you any time you wanna hear it. i’ll even tell you when you don’t.”

it makes y/n’s heart swell with love, pumping pure heaven through her veins. this man, that appeared in her life out of nowhere, now means more than he could ever know.

“you can be so fucking cute sometimes.” she says, giving him a peck. “you know, when you’re not telling me how crazy i am every five minutes.”

matt moves her body from his side to his lap, resting both his hands on the swell of her ass. “you are crazy. batshit insane actually.” he peers up at her, looking at her like he wanted nothing more than to always be the object of her affection. “i wouldn’t have it any other way.”

she connects their lips softly, pouring all her feelings into the kiss. it’s funny, being here with him, feeling like it’s exactly where she’s meant to be. matt is unlike any person she’s ever known and she can’t believe that her being bored brought her this.

when they disconnect, her eyes tell him that she has never known a love like this, and she would never want to find another one.

when they disconnect, his eyes tell her that she is light in human form, everything he’s ever wanted and so many things he didn’t know he needed.

“i love you, stupid.” matt says, voice full of emotion, baby blues trained on her like there is not one other thing in this fucking world that he’d ever want to see.

“love you back, stupid.” she says back, voice matching his. sickly sweet, utterly infatuated and forever branded with his touch.

it’s perfect. the moment, and them. nothing could ever get better than this.

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[sturnioz]

‘BAD BOY’ — CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO

pairing. christopher sturniolo x fem!reader genre. smut

word count. 1.8k

❝made just for me, aren't you?❞

content warnings. explicit content, porn without plot, mean!chris, lip ring!chris, fingering, unprotected sex, big dick!chris, dirty talk, creampie

“Shut the fuck up.” 

Chris’s voice growls, warning you to quieten down your pathetic sounds of desperation, his lip ring grazing against the shell of your ear. You shiver at the sudden contact, the coldness that nips at your skin.

You firmly press your lips together to conceal the noises that threaten to escape, all thanks to Chris’s hand that’s shoved beneath the waistband of your already ruined panties, his fingers rubbing vigorously at your clit while the other hand presses down on your stomach, holding you still against his chest.

Your legs are spread wide open, locked by his own. Your muscles ache, needing to be released from his hold but with the way the heel of his shoe digs into your calves to push them open even further, you know there’s no way you’ll be let out of this position any time soon.

Honestly, it amazes you how you ended up in this position, with Chris of all people.

Chris, so you thought, was one of the bad boy quiet types—bad in a way that his blunt personality got him into a lot of trouble, and that he didn’t give a fuck about other people and his surroundings as he mostly kept to himself, refusing to get involved with others unless it was necessary.

Chris didn’t like talking to people, and he never made the effort to make conversation with people he barely knew, always the type to hang his head low and sharply glare at whoever tried getting too close to him.

You walking over to him was a dare, all thanks to your friends, wanting to see if you could be the one to get a somewhat decent conversation out of him before he did his usual intimidation technique of glaring and ignoring.

But one moment you were both sitting on the couch together—surprisingly having small talk about something so silly and bland—and the next you were back at his place, spread open on his unmade bed on the verge of cumming.

“How are you so wet from me playing with your clit?” Chris ridicules you with a scoff, his movements refusing to slow down as you wiggle against his hold. “Are you really that easy? Are you that much of a needy slut that you get turned on from a simple touch?” Chris clicks his tongue against his teeth, “That’s fucking pathetic.”

“Chris—”

“Did I say you could speak?” 

You immediately shut up, and you throw your head back on Chris’s shoulder, staring up at the postered covered ceiling with a silent gasp as he presses the heel of his palm down on your swollen clit, rubbing in sloppy circles which has your head spinning.

His chin digs uncomfortably in your collarbone to peer down at his hand inside your underwear, scoffing at the sight of the lace dampening as his fingers stroke your puffy folds, teasing your cunt before plunging two fingers inside.

You’re in shock at how easy he’s pumping his fingers in and out of your sloppy cunt, reaching further than yours or anyone else's fingers have ever reached before. Your toes curl in pleasure, your own hands grasping at his wrist to keep yourself grounded, unable to keep your noises at a minimum.

“Louder,” Chris mutters his order. “Let me know how good my fingers fill you up.”

When he adds a third, the stretch is uncomfortable at first and you’re afraid you’re not going to be able to handle it, but it soon dissolves into pleasure once you find yourself enjoying the feeling of being full, and your back arches against his chest, a mixture of broken moans and whines spilling from your lips. 

“Pl—ah! please, keep going… don’t—fuck—don’t stop!” You babble incoherently, no longer being able to keep quiet as he continues fucking you with his fingers, the heel of his palm rubbing over your clit for extra stimulation.

“Can you hear how wet you are?” Chris hums in your ear, pressing his lips to your lobe in a seemingly gentle kiss. “Listen to the way you sound.”

It makes you dizzy hearing how wet you are, the squelching noise of his fingers plunging into your cunt fills the room, blending in with your own cries. It’s tipping you closer and closer to the edge, that band in your stomach tightening, and with one simple curl of his fingers, you cum hard.

You’re shaking through your orgasm, and your hand grips tighter around his wrist, nails digging into his skin to stop him from overstimulating you as your legs tremble with each movement he makes. 

He removes his other hand from your stomach to rip your grip away, forcing you to stop pinching him with your nails as he continues to finger you through your orgasm, watching as your release soaks his hand and your already ruined panties. 

“There we go…” The chuckle that rumbles in his chest vibrates on your back as you slump against him, trying to catch your breath. Although, you don’t have time to get comfortable as Chris is already shoving you off of him, your body falling slack on the bed sheets as he climbs above you, shoving himself between your legs.

The panties that stick uncomfortably to your pussy are ripped off in seconds, thrown carelessly across Chris’s bedroom floor and you watch through blurred vision as his fingers quickly make work of the belt buckle on his jeans. 

Once he shoves them down his legs, kicking them off his feet with his boxers, that’s when you suck in a deep breath at the sheer size of his cock. You wonder how he was going to fit inside your cunt, and your legs instinctively close around his hips, causing his head to sharply lift up to look at you with a darkened glare.

“It’s not—it’s not going to fit…” You explain with a panicked expression, shaking your head quickly. “You’re too big. It’s not—you’re not going to fit, I—”

“Why do you think I fingered you in the first place?” Chris asks you, and his hand comes up to touch your cheek more gently than you expected, his thumb pulling down your bottom lip. “I was getting your pussy prepared, sweetheart… open and ready for me.”

His words are enough to send a shiver down your spine and your cunt desperate to be filled. You unlock your legs from around his hips, relaxing down on the bed but Chris has other plans as his hands drip the backs of your thighs to push upwards, the strain painful but you shove it to the side as he rests each of your legs on his shoulders and leans over you, leaning you squished and folded in half.

Your fingernails dig into his biceps, your face twisted into a wince as you feel the tip of his cock at your hole, and you suck in a deep breath as Chris slides into you with ease, his balls form against your asscheeks as he buries himself in your wet heat.

The stretch is almost unbearable and the cramp in your thighs makes you want to shove him off and tell him you can’t take it, but the subtle roll of his hips has his cock brushing against your walls and you shiver, nails digging further into his skin with your jaw slacked. 

“Fuck, you’re so tight…” Chris hisses through his teeth, his breath fanning across your face as it hovers just above yours.

You want to kiss him badly. You haven’t kissed since the night first started, and you would be lying if you said you haven’t yearned for his lips. Even when you’ve tried to kiss him, he always pulls away, opting to bite down on his lip ring instead.

You’re slightly annoyed, baffled on why he seems so fine on fingering you and fucking you but not giving you a simple kiss. Yet the annoyance slips away when his hips draw back, only to thrust forward deeply, his skin slapping against yours.

“You’re too big,” You whimper, pressing your lips together tightly as the tears brim in the corner of your eyes. “How are you so big?”

Chris just smirks, and he turns his head to nip the skin of your leg as he fucks into you, picking up the pace with each thrust. He’s grunting loudly, and he’s swearing under his breath every time he feels your cunt squeeze around his cock.

“You’re so good, so fucking tight,” Chris mumbles, his gaze meeting yours. “Your pussy is the perfect fit… made just for me, aren’t you?” His eyes seem to darken for a moment, his grip tight on your legs. “Tell me. Tell me you’re made for me.”

“I… I’m—”

”I can’t hear you,” Chris growls with one hard thrust.

You wail loudly, throwing your head back against the pillows as the tears stream down your cheeks. “I’m made just for you!!”

“God…” Chris groans. “You’re such a good girl.”

Much to your surprise, Chris finally leans down to mould his lips with yours, the cold metal lip ring sending a shock to your core and you immediately erupt, your legs shaking on his shoulders as you cum once again.

You’re moaning against his lips, your hands sliding up his shoulders to grip the curly tufts of hair on the nape of his neck, allowing his thrusts to drive you into overstimulation as he chases his own high.

The headboard of the bed knocks against the wall with each powerful thrust of his hips, and you could honestly care less if you’re waking up his neighbours or his roommates, too focused on the way his lips feel on yours, his tongue dipping into your mouth.

“I’m gonna cum,” Chris tells you with a whisper, sadly breaking the kiss to look you in the eyes. “Are you gonna let me cum in your pussy?”

“Yes,” You nod hastily, wanting him to fill you up. “Cum in me. Please.”

Chris grins, leaning down to press his lips to yours once more before he gives you last deep thrust and stills, groaning into your mouth as his cock pumps, filling you with his cum. You gasp, holding his hips tightly as he emptied himself inside of you, filling you to the brim just like you wanted.

Chris grunts heavily before pulling away from your lips, sitting up on his knees and letting your legs slip off of his shoulders, dropping numbly to the bed. 

You’re exhausted—you’re aching—but you watch him as Chris gazes down to where his cock is still buried deep inside your cunt, a grin spreading across his lips as his hand presses down on your lower stomach, feeling himself in your guts.

“See?” Chris hums, raising his head to meet your eyes. “Made just for me.”

© sturnioz

[cherryslushieluvr]

Bf! Chris Sturniolo x reader messages (4) -> (5)

[042502]

𝐓𝐈𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐊 ıllı — christopher sturniolo. ༅ ⢗

↷ ˊ- pairing: chris sturniolo x f!reader.

↷ ˊ- summary: you are tiktokers and of course your boyfriend chris has to be part of this.

↷ ˊ- content: Tiktoker reader! Trending videos of couples, couple jokes, drama, humorous content, established couples.

↷ ˊ- pris's is writing: My first language is not English. There will be two parts of this because it has been too long for me. I leave you the masterlist below so you can read more.

Video context: Nick was recording a tiktok, which was about treating you badly in front of Chris to see how he would react.

In the video you and Nick appear sitting in front of the camera and Chris is standing behind.

"Hello little monsters, today we will see who knows more about Chris, if I am his brother or well... she who is huh your girlfriend"

Chris gave his brother a confused look, but continued.

"Matt ask the question and we answer" Matt was behind the scenes helping.

"What is Chris' favorite color?" Matt asks.

"The black one" Nick says and Chris denies.

"The orange one," you reply and Chris says that's right.

"Lie, that's not it" Nick looks at you and uses a colder tone of voice.

You were aware of tiktok, but Nick was really good at acting and you weren't, so you laugh and continue.

The following questions are only answered by Nick and they are all correct.

"Hey, you have to answer, you're supposed to be his girlfriend, something you have to know" he again speaks with a cold and distant tone.

"Yes, I will" you speak and settle into your seat, Chris's hand is present on your shoulder.

Three more questions pass and this time you answer but you do it wrong. Nick sighs exaggeratedly.

"It's just that she doesn't have the will, I'm answering everything myself and she seems stupid!" Nick raises the tone of his voice. "No, what the hell is wrong with him that he doesn't talk?"

"Nick, can we continue please?" Chris speaks with an exhausted tone and a serious expression.

Chris had his hands in his pants pockets, and remained serious.

"What's Chris' favorite drink?" Matt asks.

"I know the answer" you respond enthusiastically. "Pepsi"

"Your finally answer something correctly" Nick looks at you and you don't say anything.

Chris bites the inside of his cheek and crosses his arms in annoyance. The questions continue and you keep answering wrong or simply not answering.

"I'm asking you seriously, do you know my brother or why the hell are you answering absolutely everything wrong?"

Chris couldn't take it anymore and pulled Nick's chair so he could look at him. His face was frowning and he raised his hand to point his finger at his brother.

"Stop your shitty attitude with y/n! She's here trying and you're just being a jerk!" The tone of voice that Chris had was very serious and full of rage.

You grab Chris's arm and pull him away from Nick as you both tell him it was a joke, Chris was confused and when he manages to understand what they were saying, he puts his hands in frustration and shame to his face while hiding behind a wall.

Matt focuses on it and you and Nick hug him, Chris tries to push you away but you hug him even more.

"We're sorry!" You say smiling.

"I thought you would react before" Nick speaks when they distance themselves, Chris hugs you protectively.

"I was close to breaking your nose"

"Hello everyone, today again my victim will be Chris" you laugh maliciously. "I'm applying bronzer to my palm and then leaving it on Chris's skin and calling him hickeys," you explain your plan.

You leave the camera in a strategic place so that Chris doesn't see it. You wait anxiously for him to arrive, when he comes in he walks up to greet you.

They hug for a long time and then distance themselves, Your hands caress their faces and then slowly go down to their neck where you apply a little pressure so that the product passes through.

"What the fuck!" You shout pushing Chris away from you.

He was confused by your sudden attitude, he tries to approach you and you reject him.

"Who have you been seeing? Do you want to see my stupid face? Please Christopher"

"What are you talking about? I didn't see anyone."

"What are those marks on your neck?" You point to your own neck and Chris was even more confused.

"In my neck?"

"Look at you" you point to the mirror in the room and Chris walks towards it examining his neck where he actually had two large hickeys. He looks at you with his blue eyes wide open.

"I swear to God I don't know how that's there."

You burst out as he brings you closer to hug him, you couldn't contain yourself. He looked so cute and scared.

"It's makeup" you show him your hands with the evidence.

"Oh shit, you scare me, my heart is beating uncontrollably" he puts his hand to his chest and you laugh at him.

Everyone was gathered, waiting for you to prepare something delicious to eat. Nick was recording while you say hello to Chris.

"Don't you see anything new?" You ask your boyfriend and he sighs and looks at his brother recording.

"Don't record this," he points out and Nick just laughs.

"Chris, don't you see anything different?" You call him again and he looks at you smiling. But he shakes his head slowly to the sides, his eyes were fixed on you looking for something, but he doesn't see it. "Oh really?" 

"I swear" 

"Christopher, look at my face," you ask him now, using a serious tone. "There's something I did today" Nick zooms in on your face and then focuses on Chris again.

Chris walks over to you to get a better look. But he couldn't notice the change that you told him about.

"I mean, your hair looks different," he tries, but you let out an incredulous laugh.

"Chris," you laugh but quickly turn serious again. "Does your hair look different?" You stroke your hair.

"Yeah"

“Okay, good” you smile. "What do you notice different about him?"

"It's... Combed" he responds insecurely.

You sigh and take your boyfriend's hands, giving him a small squeeze.

"Christopher, please look at me" you ask him.

"I don't know, it's wavy," he shrugs.

“Chris, I have fucking bangs,” you reveal the change.

"Oh was that?" After Chris's words, you and Nick burst into laughter.

You hug him laughing, but inside you want to kill him. When they walk away Chris asks again if that's the case and you tell him yes.

"Good" 

"But put some emotion into it!" You ask him and Chris opens his mouth wide and brings his hands to his head.

"Wow! I can't believe it!" Fake an excited tone.

"I left him after that," Nick says from behind the camera.

[eternaldecisions]

୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ thinkin bout chris sturniolo that does any little thing you ask when you are in your period without uttering any “no”, because he knows how it will affect your mood swings — “can you go get me water?” you plant a soft smile in your face as chris turns around to see your pleading face with the cutest smile and your big brown doe eyes, he couldn’t resist you, “yes ma’am.”

but there’s also the chris who is absolutely goofy and lost when you demand him to go buy pads or sweet treats, as he arrives to the pad shelf, his gaze looking in the various type of pads and different sizes he saw, not resisting and having to text you — “what’s your pussy size?” “you did not just text me that.”

[freshxsturniolo]

needy boy ~ chris sturniolo x femreader!

SUMMARY : in which chris comes down with a fever that turns into a nasty cold, and he becomes extra needy of you and your presence. you lock the door to your car as you walk your way up the driveway to the triplets house, shopping bags on your arm. you had been out with a friend all day, getting coffee and going shopping that ended up in hours of chatting, and you admittedly where back quite late. chris had text you and told you to enjoy yourself and to not worry, but you had to admit you were excited to see him. he had been your boyfriend for the last couple of years, but everyday still felt magical with him.

as you reach the front door, you can't help but roll your eyes as you realise again they hadn't locked it. entering the house and kicking off your shoes at the bottom of the stairs, you call out as you start to enter the kitchen where you assume your boyfriend and his two brothers would be. "you should really start locking this door, you know. i could be anyone" you say, a grin plastering your face as you see nick sat on the table with his laptop open.

"oh, you've finally arrived." nick states, looking up from his laptop and you give him an eyebrow scrunch as you look around the room. matt is lay on the couch scrolling his phone and he looks up and gives you a wave, which you return.

"whats that supposed to mean?" you say, walking over and placing your shopping bags down on the table, searching again for your boyfriend who was clearly not there.

"it means im sick of chris whining" he says, grabbing one of your bags and looking inside. letting out a "ohhh" as he takes out a new t-shirt you had bought for yourself.

"where is he" you say, taking the t-shirt off of him and holding it against your body, giving him a twirl. but on doing so, your eyes lock with your boyfriend stood at the top of the stairs.

"I'm not whining" he says, and it's then you notice his voice is hoarse. you place the t-shirt on the table and walk over to him, his arms already open for you to embrace you in a hug, but you grab his face between your hands instead.

"chris, you're burning up. whats wrong?" you say, taking in his sunken eyes and the way his front few curls where sticking to his forehead from sweat.

"mhmmm" he grumbles, and he grabs your waist and rests his head on your shoulder, swaying slightly as you position your hands to hug him back.

"he's sick" matt says from the couch, and i pull away from chris to try and look at him, but he moans again and holds me tighter.

"chris, why didn't you say? i could have picked you up some stuff whilst i was out" you say, annoyed that your boyfriend hadn't mentioned the obvious fever he was getting. "dont need anything from the store" he mumble into your neck. "just need you."

you hated to admit that needy chris was a chris you adored. of course, you never wanted him to be sick, but his need to be pampered and in your arms when he was made you feel a type of way.

"right, lets get you to bed" you announce, finally removing yourself from his grip. you walk across to the table to collect your things, before walking back to him and taking his hand, dragging him back down the stairs.

when you enter his bedroom you're met with the state of his illness, theres bottles of water all over his bedside table, packets of painkillers, a towel from where he's showered and not had the energy to clean up.

"right" you start. "please get in bed, and i'll clean up" you say, wanting to help as much as possible. chris follows your order as you move to his bedside table, planning to pick up the water bottles to take to the trash, when you feel a hand on your wrist.

"come to bed with me" chris whines, tugging on your wrist.

"babe, it will take me 5 minutes, let me help" you start, but if chris is anything, he's persistent.

"babeeee" he whines, sitting up now and grabbing your hips, tugging at you to sit you down. you roll your eyes but you can't help the chuckle that escapes your lips as you fall backwards onto his lap. he nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck for a second, before swinging his legs back on the bed causing you to scramble to the side of him.

he gives you a satisfied smile as he wraps his arm around your waist and nuzzles himself on top of your breasts.

"missed you" he says, as you place your arms around him, his legs coming up and crossing over your own.

"missed you too" you said, placing a kiss atop his curls, which makes him nuzzle into you deeper causing a deep chuckle to erupt from your lips. you accept defeat that this is likely your position for the rest of the night and make yourself more comfortable as chris' favourite tv show plays in front of you.

after a few minutes, chris moves his hand to yours, and you smile expecting him to grasp your hand to hold as you lay together, but you have to laugh when he puts your hand atop his head.

"such a needy boy" you chuckle, running your fingers through his curls as he starts to let out a chesty cough.

"are you sure i can't get you anything, chris?" you say, starting to turn concerned for the way you had only been in his presence a short 5 minutes and his illness was already progressing.

"no. stay with me." he mumbles, throat sounding sore.

"sleep." you almost demand, and he looks up at you now. his eyes red and sore, the edges of his nose dry, but you still bend down and give him a soft kiss, causing him to smile.

"keep doing that and i'll be better in now time" he says, leaning forward to give you another kiss. you chuckle into him before pulling away.

"if i get sick too, its on you" you say, giving his nose a bop with your finger which only makes him laugh.

you spend the rest of the evening with chris wrapped around your body, moving from stroking his hair, to running your nails against his back or arm whilst he slept on and off, waking every now and then to place a kiss on your lips. when you finally decide its time to sleep yourself, you shake chris awake slightly so you can move, a grumble escaping his lips as you do so.

"i need to get ready for bed, chris" you chuckle, and he reluctantly rolls off of you and faces away from you, instantly falling back asleep. you laugh as you roll off the bed, heading to your bag of things and heading to the bathroom to wash your face and change. when you reemerge, chris is still sound asleep and you plant a kiss atop his forehead before sneaking out of his room to fetch you both a fresh bottle of water for the night.

when you reach the kitchen, you notice matt still awake and he turns to you with a smile.

"you escaped" he laughs, coming over to give you a hug. you laugh as you hug him back.

"he's so needy when he's sick" you laugh, walking over to the fridge as matt follows you, getting his own can of soda out as you reach for two bottles of water.

"he's been pining for you ALL day." matt says with a clink of his soda can.

"one of you should have text me" you say, shutting the fridge and opening your water. matt only chuckles.

"chris would have killed us. did you have fun with your friend?" matt asks now, and you end up chatting for the next few minutes about each of your day. chris may be your boyfriend, but you had grown to become best friends with his triplet brothers too. you hadn't even noticed you'd both moved to the couch, laughing together, when your boyfriend appeared at the side of you.

his slump down on the couch made you jump as you turned to look at him.

"chris" you almost squeal. "you were fast asleep" you say, leaning over to feel his forehead. his temperature was only rising, so you shoved the bottle of water you had been planning to take downstairs to him in his hand.

he takes it gratefully but looks at you before drinking. "i could hear you both laughing and i missed you" he said, putting his hand on your thigh. you turn around to give matt a smirk as you catch him rolling his eyes.

"so needy" he mutters under his breath and you chuckle as you turn back to your boyfriend.

"i have been gone all of 5 minutes, babe." you explain, and chris only shakes his head as he drinks his water.

"bed, please." he says now, standing up and grabbing your hand to pull you with him. you laugh as you stand with him and turn to matt.

"i'll see you tomorrow" you say, and he gives you another eye roll before smiling jokingly.

when you reach chris' bedroom again, the minute you close the door behind you two he spins around and grabs you into a hug, before planting kiss and after kiss all over your face.

"chris" you squeal, and he only chuckles as he places a final kiss to your lips.

"am i being overbearing?" he asks now, looking into your eyes, and you only laugh.

"not at all. you always get like this when you're sick" you confirm, and he gives you a smile.

"you just make me feel better" he says.

"well im glad, but you can apologise to matt in the morning, we were having a nice chat" you say, giving him a raised eyebrow.

"about what?" he says

"just our day" you shrug, and you see the upset in his eyes.

"I havent even asked about your day" he says, and you can tell he's mad with himself. you smile as you place your hands against his cheeks.

"its okay. we can talk tomorrow" you smile.

"no" he says, grabbing your hands again and going over to his bed. he pulls the quilt back this time and you both get into your usual sides of the bed, both turning on your sides to face each other. your hand immediately comes to his hair, and so does his hand with yours.

"tell me. im listening" he says.

you laugh as you plant a kiss on the top of his nose before giving him a play by play of your day. despite him being sick, his eyes never leave yours and he smiles the whole way through, listening to every word you say. when sleep eventually overcomes you both, you find chris has slowly come back to cuddling into you, his legs trapping you and his arm around your waist, his breath warm against your chest as he sleeps. but you can only smile, knowing that of all the people chris has in his life. he wants you the most.

[ericshoney]

Cuddles! ~ Chris Sturniolo

Warnings: mentions of a bad job/manager, stress, tiredness

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Being friends with Nick, Matt and Chris, was always so fun. You never had a dull moment and when you weren't out doing much, you were still never bored.

You had met the triplets just over a year ago, through a friend, and instantly clicked with all three of them, but Chris the most. As you got closer with them, you and Chris would have your own jokes and you would often stay at their place, sleeping in his bed, which both Nick and Matt thanked you for.

Another thing was that you were a big cuddler. You would often lay your head on Nick or Matt's shoulders, but with Chris it was different. He would hold you against his chest, having an arm around you at most times of the day.

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You had just arrived at triplets place, after a long, hard day at work. You knew they weren't filming so you could hopefully relax with them. As you entered, you saw all three sitting on the sofa, a movie playing as they looked at their phones.

"Movie that bad, huh?" You asked with a small laugh, kicking your shoes off.

"Y/n!" Chris shouted, rushing over to hug you.

"Hey, good to see you too." You replied, hugging him back.

Both Matt and Nick gave you a hug too before you all sat on the sofa again.

"You want to pick a movie, this one is boring." Matt said, passing you the tv remote.

"I figured as much, as you were all on your phones." You replied.

You scrolled through Netflix, trying to find a movie you'd all like. After a bit you found one, the four of you settling down. You curled up against Chris' side, his arms wrapped around you tightly.

An hour into the movie, your eyes started to fall shut. You tried to keep them open, but sleep overtook you.

Chris had glanced at you and noticed you had fallen asleep. He looked at his brothers, both instantly looking over feeling his gaze.

"I'm going to take her to my room to rest." He told them.

Nick and Matt nodded as Chris carefully picked you up, carrying you to his room. Once he got there, he laid you on the bed, the sudden movement making you wake up.

"Hm, did I miss the movie?" You mumbled, rubbing your eyes.

"You fell asleep, kid." Chris answered, brushing the hair out of your face.

"Oh, I'm sorry." You apologised.

"Don't be. Was work bad?" He questioned, sitting next to you.

"Yeah, my manager has been a right ass all week and it's just been overall stressful." You confessed, playing with your fingers.

"I'm sorry kid, but I know something that will help." Chris replied.

"What?" You called, looking up at him. A cheeky smile on his face.

"Cuddles!" He exclaimed, laying down and pulling you into his chest.

"Hmm." You sighed in delight, the comfort of his arms making you instantly relax.

"Thanks, Chris." You said, your eyes closing already.

"Anytime, kid. Love ya." He replied.

"Love you too." You mumbled, before slowly drifting into sleep again.

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[shorthairchris]

Guys he’s so boyfriend and he doesn’t even know it 💔💔💔 actually hurts my heart he’s so pookie

[chrisgetsmewet]

Ok so i know he's just eating but HEAR ME OUT

[sturnsbabie]

𝐈 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐓 -𝐂.𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎,𝐌.𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: bf!chris x gf!reader x matt

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in which chris’ girlfriend goes to his brother when he doesnt satifsy her enough and one day matt gets mad at chris and tells him how hes fucked his girlfriend.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: swearing,cheating,suggestive.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭:815

this is for @sturniololoves shes the one who gave me this idea 😘

if i ever said i fucked your bitch just know i mean it.

matt was currently in the car with his two brothers filming a car video. his brother chris kept pissing him off with everything that kept coming out of his mouth.

“chris can you shut the fuck up because you’re literally making no sense”matt said.

“why you so pressed for?” chris rolled his eyes as he continued talking about whatever topic he was on.

“because youre going on and on about what the fuck ever and nick is over here obviously trying to talk about something and you keep fucking interupting him!” matt said.

“and this is exactly why i have a girlfriend and you dont.” chris laughed.

nick was talking about whatever topic he was on trying to tune out the argument.

matt chuckled. he knew he should keep his mouth shut about this but he couldnt help it. he was about to spill chris’ girlfriend little secret. matt and her have a secret fling going on. he fucks her when chris doesn’t satisfy her enough.

“yeah and thats why she always comes to me because you dont satifsy her enough right?” matt chuckled looking at his brother.

chris had a weird look on his face of confusion. “the fuck does that mean matt?” he asked.

“she comes to me because you dont satifsy her good enough.” matt says shrugging.

nick was going on about something but he stopped and looked at matt to make sure he heard him correctly.

“matt what the fuck are you talking about?” nick asked confused.

“ive fucked chris’ girlfriend thats what the fuck im talking about.” matt said looking at chris with his jaw clenched.

“matt dont fucking lie she would never go after you.” chris said.

“you sure about that?” matt laughed.

“oh 100% i know my girl better then either of you and im all she needs.” chris said looking at matt.

matt just laughs. “thats not what she says when i have her bent over in my bed” matt said.

“quit fucking lying matt!” chris said.

“oh you think im lying?” matt chuckles.

“yes matt thats what the fuck im saying!” chris said.

“oh so you want proof then?” matt said as he was taking his phone out of his pocket.

“matt stop fucking playing you HAVE to be joking” chris said not believing anything that his brother is saying.

“then just let me show you im begging” matt said rolling his eyes.

“then fucking show me buddy” chris said with a sarcastic smile.

“alright bet.” matt said as he went into his camera roll going to his hidden album clicking on a video of him having chris’ girlfriend bent over in his bed.

the video starts out with matt pounding into the girl from behind as she was a moaning mess her gripping hard onto his bed sheets.

nick gasps. “MATT I DONT WANT TO SEE YOUR SEX TAPE” he said.

“then dont fucking look at my phone im trying to prove my point to chris.” matt said as he had the phone in chris’ face.

“what the fuck is this supposed to prove matt this isnt my girlfriend.” chris said.

“chris you can literally see her back tattoo you cant deny it.” matt said.

chris rolled his eyes and continued to watch the video trying to figure out if thats really his girlfriend or not.

“just wait chris and you’ll see.”matt said.

suddenly in the video matt puts the phone in the girls face showing that it was in fact chris’ girlfriend all fucked out from matt.

as he had the phone in the girls face he made a comment. “im fucking your girlfriend chris and theres nothing you can do about it.” he said.

“isnt that right baby?” matt said to the girl.

“mhmmmmm” she moaned out in response.

the sex tape ended and matt turned off his phone placing it back in his pocket.

“told you so buddy” matt laughed.

chris was silent not saying a word but his face was filled with anger as his jaw was clenched.

“i cant believe you would do your own fucking brother like that matt.” nick shook his head dissapointed.

“i have absolutely nothing to say to you other then you’re a absolute fucking dick and you should know better.” nick added.

“thats fucked up matt. i would never do you like that even if your girlfriend came to me” chris started to yell.

“well sorry couldnt help myself.” matt shrugged.

“lets end this video and we can talk inside.” nick said as he leaned over the console grabbing the camera turning it off.

COMMENTS

WHAT

matt??????

thats fucked

SEX TAPE?

MATT FUCKED CHRIS’ GIRLFRIEND

WHY ARE THEY POSTING THIS

THEY MUST OF NOT MEANT TO HAVE THIS IN THE VIDEO CAUSE WHAT

LITERALLY WHAT

[inkyray]

yall either finna love this or hate it fr

should i post it

[cherryslushieluvr]

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