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BITCHHHHHHHHHHHH THEY HEARD MY PRAYERS

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I need him… like biblically…

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honestly guys……

i’m a smut author first…

and a virgin immediately after that

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jealous

summary: Matt gets jealous after fans were commenting on how close you and Chris were in their most recent vlog

warnings: jealous matt, rough p in v, dom matt, slapping, hair pulling, use of pet names (baby, good girl, daddy)

The door slammed shut behind Matt, the sound like a gunshot in the otherwise quiet room. You jumped, looking up from your spot on the bed. He was already stalking toward you, his jaw tight, and his eyes dark with something you couldn't quite place. "Matt?" you asked hesitantly, setting your phone down. "Something you wanna tell me, sweetheart?" he asked, his voice low and calm. Your brows furrowed, genuinely confused. "What are you talking about?" you say confused. "Oh, don't play dumb," he snapped, pulling his phone from his pocket and shoving it towards you.

On the screen was a flood of comments from the vlog you'd filmed with Chris earlier that week. Fans were raving about how close you and Chris seemed, making edits, pointing out every glance, every laugh, every touch. You sighed, pushing the phone away. "Matt, they're just fans being fans. It doesn't mean anything." you say attempting to reassure him. His laugh was cold and bitter, his jaw tightening as he ran a hand through his hair. "Doesn't mean anything? You were all over him. Laughing at everything he said, leaning into him like he was the one you're dating” he says. Your stomach sank as the tension in the room thickened. "Matt, you're overreacting. It's just a vlog. Chris and I were just goofing around for the camera." He stepped closer, his tall frame making you take a step back. "Overreacting?" he echoed. "Is that what you think this is?" Your back hits the wall, and you swallowed hard as his hand reached up against the surface beside your head, caging you in. "Matt, I wasn't-"

"Shut up," he snapped, his other hand gripping your jaw and tilting your head up so you couldn't look away. "Do you think I didn't notice the way you touched him? The way you smiled at him? You think I'm just going to look past that?" he says. "Matt, it's not what it looked like," you said, your voice trembling, though whether it was from nerves or the heat building in your stomach, you weren't sure. His eyes narrowed, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Not what it looked like? Fine. Then let's make it real clear who you belong to." Before you could respond, he spun you around, pressing you against the wall with enough force to leave you breathless. His hand gripped your hair, pulling your head back so his lips were right at your ear. "You're mine. i wanna hear you say it." he demands. "I'm yours," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "Louder lemme hear you baby" he demanded, his hand delivering a sharp slap to your ass that made you cry out. "I'm yours Matt!" you gasped, your hands landing against the wall for support. "Damn right you are," he growled, his voice dripping with possessive hunger. His hands moved with purpose, yanking down your shorts and panties in one rough motion. He pressed his body against yours, his arousal evident as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your neck. "I don't wanna see something like this again. Ever. Do you understand me?" he says. "Yes, daddy," you breathed, the word slipping from your lips automatically, earning a low, approving growl from him. "Good girl," he murmured.

He didn't waste time. His hand slid down your stomach, teasing you just enough to make your knees weak before he plunged into you without warning. The sudden, overwhelming sensation made you cry out, your body pressed firmly against the wall as he set a rough, punishing pace. "You think Chris could handle you like this?" he growled in your ear, his hand tightening in your hair as he pulled your head back. "huh? Think he could make you feel this good?" he says. "No," you gasped, your nails scraping against the wall as his hips slammed into yours. "That's right," he snarled, his teeth grazing your shoulder before sinking in just enough to leave a mark. "You're mine. No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to see you like this." he states. His hand slides down to your throat, applying just enough pressure to make your breath hitch. "Chris could never make you feel the way i do. isn’t that right baby?" he asks. "Yes mmph," you choked out, the words spilling from your lips without hesitation. "Say it again," he ordered, his grip tightening slightly. "yes daddy, fuck!" you moan out. "That's my good girl," he growled, his voice filled with satisfaction as he pushed you closer and closer to the edge. Every thrust, every slap, every possessive word he spoke was a reminder of who you belonged to. By the time he was done, there wouldn't be a single doubt in your mind. Or anyone else's. You were his. Completely.

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nothing just chris’s hands.

i need his fingers in me rn.

(the fact that he’s flipping us of all the time is so funny to me)

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Hot day - Matt Sturniolo

Sumary: You and Matt have the house alone on a very hot day and you decide to provoke him a little...

Warnings: smut +18, sexual tension, explicit content, use of fingers, unprotected sex (don't do it), soft!dom!matt, no use of y/n, I think that's all.

A/n: bro i literally love this, btw this is a story with two parts one hotter than the other, part two soon

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The summer heat invaded every corner of the house. The windows were open, but not even the breeze was enough to alleviate the stifling temperature. Nick was in Korea with Madison Beer, and Chris was in Boston, which left the house for just you and Matt. The day promised to be quiet, but you had other plans.

You woke up early, with one clear idea in mind: play with the limits of Matt's patience. You knew what you did to him when you wore certain outfits, and today you weren't going to be discreet. You put on a tiny top, one that barely covered your breasts, leaving your abdomen completely exposed. You paired that with a thong in Matt's favorite color, knowing full well that it was his weakness.

You looked at yourself in the mirror before going downstairs. You smiled as you imagined his reaction; Matt wasn't the type to hide what he felt, and you loved that.

You went down to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, letting the aroma of coffee and the crunch of bacon wake Matt up. You heard him move around the room, probably surprised that you were up before him. Shortly after, his footsteps echoed outside the room, and you felt him enter the kitchen before you even saw him.

“Why so early?” he mumbled, his voice hoarse from sleep, as he leaned against the counter.

“It’s too hot to stay in bed,” you said, turning to face him. His gaze automatically dropped to your body, stopping at your top before returning to your face.

Matt frowned slightly, as if he was trying to process what he was seeing. “Is that what you’re wearing today?” he asked, trying to sound casual, but the slight tone in his voice made it clear to you that he wasn’t as nonchalant as he appeared.

“It’s hot, don’t you think?” you replied with an innocent smile, turning back to the stove to continue cooking. You made sure to move in a way that your hips stood out, knowing that Matt couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

He didn’t answer right away, but you felt his gaze burning into your back. Eventually, he walked over and sat down on one of the chairs at the island, his attention divided between the food and your body.

Breakfast was a silent game of glances and small accidental brushes. Every time you passed by him, you made sure your fingers brushed his or your hips barely touched his arm. Matt tried to stay calm, but you could see how his hands tensed on the table and how his jaw clenched slightly.

Hours passed, and every small gesture you made seemed to increase the tension in the room. Finally, as you stood in the kitchen searching for something on the upper shelves, you decided it was time to take the next step.

“Matt, can you help me? I can’t reach this,” you called, looking over your shoulder with a playful smile.

Matt put down his phone and walked over to you. He positioned himself behind you, lifting his arm to reach the shelf. It was the perfect opportunity. You moved your hips back, making sure your ass was directly brushing his crotch.

The reaction was immediate. Matt tensed behind you, and for a moment, you thought he would try to ignore it. But then, his hands landed firmly on your hips, and he turned you slightly towards him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he murmured, his voice lower and huskier than ever.

“What do you mean? I just asked for help,” you said with an innocent smile, but your eyes betrayed your intentions.

Matt didn’t say anything else. Instead, his fingers tightened on your skin, his hands sliding down until they were almost at the base of your back. His breathing was heavy, and you could feel his body tense against yours.

“You know exactly what you’re doing,” he said, bringing his face closer to yours. His eyes were dark, filled with desire, and the commanding tone in his voice made you shiver.

He pushed you back against the table with measured force, leaning over your body as one firm hand ran down your back and the other slid the fabric of your underwear away, tearing it off carelessly. “You knew exactly what you were doing,” he growled against her ear, his voice husky, heavy with hunger held back for too long.

You arched ur back, gasping as she felt his fingers sink between her legs, exploring her with a brazenness that made you shiver. “Look at you, you’re already soaked,” he murmured, dragging his fingers against her core in deliberately slow strokes, as if he wanted to taste your desperation.

When he entered you with two fingers, he did so without warning, direct, deep, drawing a moan from you that echoed through the room. His movements were rhythmic, cruel, twisting his wrist with each thrust so you felt every inch of his touch. His thumb found your clit, pressing it in firm circles as his mouth moved down to nibble at the curve of your neck.

“Is this what you wanted? For me to take you like this, mercilessly?” he growled as his fingers worked faster, his body rigid against yours. You could only nod, his nails digging into the edge of the table as your legs shook.

Without waiting for your response, he turned you around, causing your breasts to crash against the cold of the table. He unbuttoned his pants with an urgency he could barely control, letting the weight of his erection press against your entrance, brushing just enough to draw a sigh from you.

“Ask for it,” he demanded, leaning down to speak directly into your ear, his fingers tangling in your hair and tugging just enough to make you lift your face.

“Please…” you whispered, barely audible.

Matt didn’t need more. He thrust into you suddenly, filling you completely in a movement that left you breathless. He didn’t stop, moving hard, setting a relentless pace as his hands gripped your waist, his nails digging into your skin.

The sound of your bodies colliding filled the air, mixing with your moans and ragged breaths. He gave no respite, leaning down to bite your shoulder as he thrust even harder, reaching every corner of your core as if he wanted to claim it for himself.

“You’re mine,” matt growled, his voice cracking with pleasure, just as you broke beneath him, trembling as your orgasm rocked you completely.

Your nails dragged across the table, searching for some anchor as Matt continued with relentless thrusts, each one deeper than the last. His pace was rough, almost desperate, but perfectly controlled, making sure that each thrust left you gasping for his name.

“This is how you like it, isn’t it? To be taken so hard that you can’t think of anything else,” he growled against your ear, biting your earlobe as his hands moved down your hips to grip his buttocks, pulling them apart tightly to sink further into you.

Each movement made him bolder. One hand moved up your back, tracing a path to your neck, where he closed his fingers firmly, still thrusting. “Tell me how it feels,” he demanded, squeezing just enough for your voice to come out breathy.

“It’s… too much… but don’t stop,” you gasped, your voice shaking as your body gave in completely to the pleasure.

He smiled, dark, satisfied, and eased his grip to lean over you, his lips brushing the edge of your ear as he moved his hips in a slower, deeper rhythm, deliberately torturing you. “I’m going to make you scream so hard that everyone knows what we’re doing here.”

The heat between them was overwhelming. Their bodies moved as if they were made to fit together, the sound of their skins slapping together amplifying the intensity of the moment. When he felt you begin to shake again, your body nearing another climax, he didn’t stop.

His movements became even more frantic, the force of his thrusts drawing gasps from you. His hand returned to your clit, rubbing it in quick, precise motions, bringing you to the edge as his own control began to crumble.

“Cum for me,” he murmured, his voice heavy with desire and authority. “I want to feel you break.”

And you did. With a heart-wrenching cry, your body arched, tightening around him as your orgasm ripped through you, leaving you shaking and breathless. The feeling of his body squeezing him pushed Matt over the edge, and with one last, hoarse moan, he let himself go, sinking into you once more as the pleasure consumed him completely.

As you both caught your breath, your bodies remained pressed together, hot, still shaking from the intensity of the moment. He didn’t pull away right away, letting you feel every rhythmic throb of his body still inside you. With slow movements, he slid his hands down to her hips, caressing her as if to calm the whirlwind you had just unleashed.

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obsessed | matt sturniolo

contents: established relationship; boob sucking/nipple play (f receiving); p in v; creampie; sub!matt

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ notes: happy december!!! i know i’ve been taking a little too long to write, but the semester is almost over and i’m ready to lock in. i apologize for slacking and i’m so grateful for your patience and love ♡ here’s a titty obsessed sub!matt cause i know y’all fucking love it! not proofread, enjoy!!! also — first time writing a full fic in 3rd person. let me know if you guys like it or if i should go back to the previous version!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ requested by: anon

© credits to my beautiful girl @submattenthusiast who also has a titty obsessed matt fic!

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after a long, tiring day, you were more than ready to go home — actually, to matt. he was your point of peace at the end of the day, and this had been an exhausting one. 

you dragged your feet lazily across the wooden floor, taking slow steps towards your bedroom. you knocked gently on the door before opening it to find matt sitting in his gaming chair, his fingers furiously switching between the buttons on the console resting on his hand. certainly, your presence quickly soothed whatever it was that was making him anxious, a soft smile appearing on his lips as you walked over to him. 

matt removed his headset before opening his arms, a low “c’mere” murmuring from his lips. you smiled back, defeated and tired, trying to find some comfort in his warm embrace.

matt quickly wrapped both of his arms around your waist, parting his legs slightly so you could fit better. you chuckled at his eagerness, ruffling his hair and placing a kiss on the top of his head. 

“tired?” matt asked, looking up with his blue, calm orbs. you sighed before nodding, not really wanting to talk or make a fuss out of it.

“let me take care of you, yeah?” he said, running his thumbs all the way down your spine. matt got up from the chair and, while still holding you, led the way to your bed. he gently let you get comfortable on the mattress and soon joined you, his body hovering over yours, his own weight balanced by his elbows.

as matt’s weight shifted beside you, he carefully cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing over your lips and pulling the lower one apart. with a grin, you opened your mouth a bit more, waiting for him to continue.

matt placed his digit on your tongue and you quickly wrapped your lips around it, starting to suck. “naughty girl” he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. after a while, matt removed his finger of your mouth, receiving a whine in protest. 

matt’s eyes flickered back to your lips. he missed you more than ever and before you could say anything, he closed the distance between the both of you, smashing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss. your hands immediately found their way into his hair, your fingers tangling on his soft, brown strands as you melted into the kiss.

his hands tightened their grip on your waist, pulling you closer as his large palm wandered across your body, finally meeting what he wanted the most: your boobs.

you let out a surprised gasp with the sudden touch, matt gently squeezing one of your tits as his whispered “can i have them? please?”

you chuckled at his eagerness, feeling his fingertips travel underneath your shirt. you nodded with a smile and, instead of helping you undress, matt simply slid his head underneath the fabric, his breath getting heavier as he pressed his lips on your tummy and made his way upwards.

you sunk your teeth into your bottom lip, holding a moan that was trying to escape. matt knew exactly where to touch you — all he wanted was to make you feel good. 

he latched on your nipple, his tongue swirling around your hardened nub before starting to suck it. matt was obsessed with your boobs and needed them every single day.

he wouldn’t say it out loud, but he loved whenever you raised your shirt so he could grip, bite, suck and do whatever he wanted on them. as soon as his lips were there, he’d immediately get hard, trying his best to cover the pathetic boner in his pants.

this time was no different. matt sucked greedily and hungrily, holding your hips down and making a mess on your breasts with his own drool. he loved every second of it and so did you, the wet patch in your panties growing wider as you felt matt’s bulge rubbing against your thigh.

“what’s going on down there, hm?” you cooed, receiving a whine in response. he didn’t wanna let go and he wasn’t planning on doing it any time soon, even if that meant cumming untouched. “be a good boy” your words sent a shiver down his spine, his cock twitching inside his pants.

“c’mon matt, you’re gonna milk me dry” you chuckled, touching the hem of your shirt and pulling it up, revealing matt. his cheeks were flushed and his hair was messy, a dazed look on his face. 

“you’re just so yummy” he muffled, nuzzling his head on your bare chest. “do you think so?” you teased, adjusting underneath him, your knee slightly pressing against his hardened cock. matt choked on a moan, his desire growing each second. 

“please” he murmured. “i’ll do anything you want, i n-need you so bad” matt managed to speak, his desperation to please you was evident in every touch, every word, every lingering glance. 

“anything i want?” you smirked and he nodded, puppy eyes gazing at you desperately.

“i promise i’m gonna make you feel good” he added, dragging with his tongue on your bruised skin, biting your neck sloppily. you moved your hand down his torso, reaching for his boner and palming his dick over the cloth. matt trembled, as if he was close to his climax just from your touch.

 “is that so, baby? i don’t think you’re gonna be able to hold much longer” you teased, wrapping your knuckles around his covered cock. you could feel the wetness spreading through the fabric, matt’s pants almost leaking from the amount of pre-cum. 

“i really wanted you to cum inside of me” you whispered, a whimper coming from the back of his throat.

“i can hold it!” matt firmly said, too busy trying not to cum to give any attention to your neck, your lips, or even your — his — beloved boobs. “i c-can! wan’ cum inside you, please” he begged, unwittingly jerking his hips forward. 

“such a needy boy” you cooed, moving your fingers to his waistband and helping him remove it. matt’s cock slapped against his lower belly, his red, swollen tip leaking pre-cum from his slit.

“fill me up” you said. that was all matt needed — he got up on his knees and removed his shirt before going back to you, two fingers reaching for the wet spot in your underwear. matt pulled your panties aside, displaying your swollen clit and giving it light taps before moving his thumb in circular motions.

matt didn’t even bother taking your panties off, stroking his own cock as he placed he tip near your hole. he also didn’t slide in gradually and steadily like he used to, pushing himself inside you without even asking.

you threw your head back, gripping on the sheets as his veins pumped against your walls. matt’s huge cock filled you up entirely — honestly, he didn’t mind staying like that forever, as long as he was inside you and having your tits.

matt lowered himself closer to you, letting you adjust to his size before latching on your nipple, a pleased hum coming from him as he sucked one and groped the other, squeezing it harshly.

“matt— fuck!” you managed to speak, tangling your fingers on his brown locks before placing your palm on his shoulders, your nails digging deep on his pale skin.

“baby, you’re so fucking big” you praised, and matt took this as his cue to start moving. he really tried to take it easy and slow, but he couldn’t. you were so warm and tight, wrapping his cock so perfectly.

matt’s thrusts became sloppier and messier, the sound of your skins slapping against each other and your loud moans taking over the room. the knot on your lower belly tightened when matt started pounding into you mindlessly, chasing his own orgasm.

“need’a cum” he unlatched from your tit and whimpered, waiting for your permission. “please, wan’ make a big mess for you”. he was adorable.

a few more thrusts and you were close, matt’s hand’s gripping every inch of your skin showing how much he needed you was more than a turn on.

“cum with me babe” you said, feeling the sudden rush of your orgasm hitting you without warning and throwing you over the edge, with a loud groan, matt came in thick ropes of cum inside you, painting your walls white. he kept pushing himself further as you talked him through it, praising him for being a good boy.

you could feel his cum — mixed with your own — dripping down your thighs, a tired sigh coming from his lips as he pulled out and collapsed next to you.

as you chuckled at his exhaustion, matt turned his head to you, a pleased grin on his lips. “these guys” he said, pointing to your boobs. “they’re the best”. you ruffled his hair and sealed your lips together, finally getting the rest you both needed.

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need this man so bad

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Any tag???

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Omgggg

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In me please

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favorite part of the day

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I call this shit the holy trinity

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i’m so horny for this man it’s not a joke

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THEY ARE LITERALLY BOTH THE PERFECT HEIGHT FOR A COUNTER SEX

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bro yesterday i felt like tara yummy when she goes out to parties omg one of the best nights i ever had

Me yesterday if u even care:

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Im so gay for her

Madison beer the woman you areeee