strnilolover

[strnilolover]

yummy

DISCLAIMERS ABOUT THIS AU

i did not create the au, it is inspired by @y3sterdaysproblem’s toxic fwb!chris au.

this au is purely reader/follower led just like @strnilolover’s step brother!matt au, meaning i won’t be posting it or treating it as a series, but rather the story develops through asks and requests.

i am aware matt would never be as toxic or as disrespectful as i’m depicting him in this au, so please remember this is just fiction.

the reader is a plus sized reader, i used pictures of bigger girls from pinterest but if that’s not your body type, just envision your own when i mention her outfits and clothes. every bigger girl has their own experiences that are different, i will be drawing inspiration from my own, i apologize if they don’t line up with what you’ve faced.

“ DARLIN “ aka EX SITUATIONSHIP!READER 24 plus-sized pretty girl. big ass, big tits, small heart. confident. smart. bitchy. flaunts herself like she knows she’s got it, and she does. argumentative. confrontational. smells like sex, sin, and sugar. nicotine fiend in the form of strawberry watermelon ice. party girl of the century. isn’t intimidated easily. cocky. cat-eye makeup. gloss & brown lip-liner addict. red stiletto nails. leather, lace, and a whole lotta skin. the girl of matt’s nightmares. maneater to the core. cinnamon whisky > tequila. sour candy. bratty switch. soft deep beneath the surface.

EX SITUATIONSHIP!MATT 24. arrogant. walks around like he owns the world. new girl on his arm weekly but always goes back to darlin. thinks relationships are pussies. always has a pack of marlboro reds on him. beer. leather jackets, fitted hats, and having a big dick are his only personality trait. toxic to the core. would never date darlin but hates every new guy she’s with. baggy jeans. only soft for his cat mr. whiskers. argumentative. loves a good fist fight. joints > bong rips. smells like dior, smoke, and bad decisions. fell in love once and decided never again. loves his brothers. autumn. chuck taylors, AF1s, and chunky timbs. curly hair.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

IG DMS WITH EX SITUATIONSHIP!MATT

QUESTION 1

QUESTION 2

HOW THEY MET

HIGH SEX W/ MATT & DARLIN

[strnilolover]

⌗ . . . BILLIE LOVES YOUR TITS

CW : SMUT(?). TITTY SUCKING. BITING. MESSY. HICKIES.

it was hot outside—the weather reaching almost to the 100’s today and you were out running errands with billie. so it was only natural that you were wearing a tank top and shorts to help keep yourself cool.

you weren’t trying to start anything really, but your tank top kept slipping down your body, making your tits spill out the top every few minutes.

you kept tugging it up, trying to keep it in place since it was starting to bug you. but you didn’t notice the way your girlfriend’s eyes kept flicking over to you every time the top slid down.

watching the way your tits would bounce while you walked, the flesh jiggling. it made her mouth water—she just wanted to get her hands on them. wrap her lips around your nipples and suck on them.

by the time you got back to the house, she barely let you get past the front door before her hands were on you—turning you around and pushing you up against the door as she gripped your waist. her hands then sliding up and pushing that clingy tank top of yours higher until it was resting on top of your tits. the swell of them completely exposed to her greedy eyes.

you gasped at the sudden actions, not expecting her to do this. but she could be full of surprises sometimes. “knew you weren’t trying to tease me baby.” she murmured, her voice rough as her thumbs dragged over your skin, “but do you even realize what you were doing to me?”

you shook your head, your breath catching when she leaned in and placed a wet kiss to the top of your chest. she moved slow, dragging her tongue across your cleavage, humming like she was tasting something sweet. and her grip tightened when your tits bounced under the attention, groaning against your skin.

“fuck, you don’t get it,” she whispered, her teeth grazing your nipple through the fabric of your bra. “i’ve been holding it together all day. ever since i noticed you fixing this top every time it slid down.”

you whined when her hands undid the clasp at the front of your bra, freeing your tits in one messy motion. she didn’t bother to pause to admire the way they looked—just latched onto one, her tongue swirling and lips sucking until your back arched. your hands came up to grab at her hair, holding her against you.

“fuck, billie.” you moaned softly, letting your eyes flutter close at the feeling of her tongue swirling around each of your nipples. she was being messy—spit covered her lips, leaving some behind on your tits as she payed attention to them.

“that’s it,” she muttered, flicking her tongue over your nipple and then biting down just enough to make your body jolt. “sound so pretty baby—fuck.” she switched sides, sloppier this time as she kissed and sucked, dragging her mouth lower only to come right back and do it all over again.

you could feel how her hands groped greedily, squeezing your tits together so she could nuzzle her face between them, licking and moaning into the softness like she was high off it. “these—” she said between wet kisses, “—are—” and she sucked hard, “—mine.” her voice was possessive and breathless.

you whimpered as she kept going, fingers tugging at the locks of her hair now as your hips tried to move forward. searching for any friction as she bit at the underside of your tits now, leaving bruising marks that’d definitely be there tomorrow. “billie—fuck—s’too much.” you tried to say, but she just looked up, flushed and wild. “no. not enough.”

she stood only long enough to grab you and pull you toward the couch—shoving you down onto it. she climbed over you, hovering herself over you as her hands came back to grab your ties once more. her fingers pinched at your hardened nubs, rubbing them between her fingers. “lay back baby. let me play with what’s mine yeah?”

a/n : definitely gonna start writing for billie. ugh MOMMY!!

[strnilolover]

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[strnilolover]

hi hello everyone, i’m gonna redo my tag lists so if you’d like to stay on my tag list, then comment a ‘‼️’

@biieberfever @victorriaaaaa @adoreechxmpion @matttttiee @sturnsblogs @weirdratperson @blahbel668 @hjvi @m4vestu @sturnobsessedwh0re @shadowthesim237 @obsessionsarenotfortheweak @ifwdominicfike @riasturns @marrykisskilled @slut4chris888 @pvssychicken @strniloslvts @domizzzsstuff @bluestriips @loveparqdise @sturniqloo @cayleeuhithinknott @wavekissedchris @sweetshuga @lovergirl4gracieabrams @chaossturns @sagesturns @purpledragon222 @lovesturni0l0s @mattsmystic @alesturniolos @sturnsrecord @overflowingteacupoflove @sofieeeeex @sophand4n4 @courta13 @endereies @emely9274 @sophsturns @immaqulate @chrisissobabygirl @vickytaa @st7rnioioss @55sturn @mattybsgroupie @sheluvsthesturniolos @sturnschris

[strnilolover]

IM SORRY i’m going through my inbox rn answering ones that aren’t requests 😞

chicken alfredo x matt when

pls the context behind this 😭

[strnilolover]

okay so after my 1 year…who wants more stepbrother!matt and chris? (maybe you guys might get lucky and chris actually has his turn)

lil taggies : @desturns @endereies @sturnsblogs @delilahsturniolo @nxvasturns

[strnilolover]

add me to ur fricking taglist as well pretty please angel ☺️

YAYAYAYA ALREADY DID!

[strnilolover]

chicken alfredo x matt when

pls the context behind this 😭

[strnilolover]

oh wait a second new theme eats!

why thank you!! i’m loving it honestly

[strnilolover]

was it u that wrote that memory loss one abt matt I cried so much but i loved it i need it again did u private it 💔

it wasn’t me!! i’m not sure hi it was, if anyone knows then tell us!! <3

[strnilolover]

⌗ . . . SPREAD OPEN

WARNINGS : SMUT. FINGERING (f receiving). PRAISING. MAKING OUT. CHRIS JERKS OFF WHILE WATCHING MATT FINGER YOU.

it wasn’t unusual to have both matt and chris in the bedroom when doing sexual activities. either having them both stuff you full or one watches as the other touches you or fucks you.

and that’s exactly what was happening right now. your back was flush against matt’s chest as he had your legs spread wide open—your shorts and panties completely disregarded and thrown somewhere on the floor.

your pussy was on full display—matt’s fingers trailing teasing lines up the inside of your thighs all while chris sat across from the both of you. you could see how hard he was as his hand lazily stroked along his length as matt’s fingers spread your folds open with his fingers.

you were soaked—your folds glistening with your arousal just with matt’s lights touches and chris’ eyes on you.

“y’so wet already baby.” matt murmured against the shell of your ear. you could feel the smirk on his lips as he brushed along the skin there. your body twitched, the touch of his lips sending a shock through you.

a breathy whine caught in your throat when his fingers started to swirl slow circles over your clit. he was patient—teasing—he knew didn’t need to rush, but you were growing slightly impatient.

chris groaned from across—his thumb swiping over the head of his cock, collecting the pre-cum that beaded there, spreading it around. “fuck, look at you baby.” he said, his eyes locked onto the way your hole clenched around nothing at all. more of your slick trailing out and down your thighs.

“she’s crying to be touched properly isn’t she?” he mocked just slightly, watching the way your lips parted on a gasp as matt applied more pressure to your clit.

your head couldn’t help but to drop back onto matt’s shoulder, your mouth parted. matt hummed, hooking one of your legs wider with his own, his fingers finally slipping lower. he circled your entrance slowly, collecting your juices before two of his fingers pushed inside, curling just right.

and your hands shot up, clawing at matt’s thighs under you, nails digging into him as he already started to prod at that spot inside you.

matt grunted at the pain of your nails, but his free arm wrapped tightly around your waist keeping you anchored right against him. his fingers were moving slow, the digits thrusting deep inside you.

“easy, sweetheart.” he whispered, moving to press kisses to the side of your face as he thrusted his fingers again. “you’ll take it, yeah? c’mon doin’ so good already for us.” your whimper of agreement barely made it past your lips as your hips instinctively lifted, trying to chase the rhythm he was building.

matt’s fingers pressed even deeper—scissoring and curling up against that spot again and again until your thighs began to tremble. your legs tried to close at some point, the feeling becoming too overwhelming when his fingers pressed right—but matt only growled low behind you, his arm a tight bar across your belly.

“keep those legs open, baby.” he murmured against your neck, his fingers never pausing. “let him see how pretty you are.”

and you could hear chris groan loudly across from you. his hand moving up and down his cock as his eyes never left the sight of your soaked pussy. the way your hole fluttered around matt’s fingers every time he crooked them—slick dripping down to his knuckles—it was driving him wild seeing how wet you were from this.

“fuuck.” chris hissed, his fist working faster over his cock now. squeezing at the tip before he moved down, twisting just slightly. “can see how wet you are baby. like when i watch hm?” you nodded, your eyes hooded and dazed as your jaw became slack. they were both watching you—even if one was touching you at the same time.

matt chuckled at the sight, his lips dragging along your cheek before kissing you there. and you turned your face suddenly—mouth blindly trying to find matt’s as he slipped his fingers out just to rub at your clit. when your lips connected, the kiss was hot and heavy with teeth and tongue and shaky breaths in between.

after a few moments, you whined and pulled away panting, rolling your hips down onto matt’s fingers, chasing his rhythm with growing desperation. “m-matt please.”

he rested his chin on your shoulder, slipping his fingers from your clit to push inside you again. “shhh.” he cooed, curling his fingers again, pressing against your walls with precision. “don’t rush me sweet girl.” you moaned at his words, your body thrashing just slightly in his grip. you felt so close but so far at the same time.

chris’ mouth dropped open as he watched your body arch in matt’s hold. your nipples were hard through your shirt, tits bouncing just slightly every time matt’s fingers thrusted up into you. matt noticed, peering down at your chest as well.

“take your shirt off.” matt whispered in your ear. “let us see all of you baby.” it took you a moment to register his words, but when you did, you whined. your trembling hands reaching down to yank the fabric up and over your head. you didn’t bother with a bra—you rarely did with them.

“god.” chris breathed, his voice rough as his hand sped up at the sight of them. “look at those tits, fuck. so pretty.” matt kissed your shoulder with a hum, tongue dragging over your skin. it was all too much—matt’s fingers, chris watching, what they were both saying—your body was pulled taut, shaking. “m-matt—fuck, matt please—” your voice was all breath and whimpers now, desperate to cum.

“y’feel it sweetheart? hm?” he whispered. his fingers working faster now, the squelch of your cunt filling the room. “right there, huh?” your whole body arched when he hit that spot again, knuckles deep, fingers pumping relentless and fast. his other hand had traveled up, palming at your tits now, squeezing one hard as his thumb flicked over your nipple.

chris could feel his own release not far away—his hips lifting off the couch now as he jerked himself faster. small grunts and groaned spilled from his lips, thighs beginning to tense. “cum, baby. fuck, I wanna see you cum,” he rasped. “wanna see you make a mess on matt’s hand. c’mon—“ he cut himself off with a moan, tipping his head back slightly before he reconnected his gaze with you.

and that did it. you cried out, your voice cracking as your thighs clamped down around matt’s arm. your cunt fluttered around his fingers, squeezing hard while your slick gushed out over his hand and your thighs. your vision turned hazy, eyes rolling back as your body went limp.

“there it is, baby. fuck—there you go.” matt moaned in your ear, watching how your eyes rolled back and your body trembled in his lap. his free hand came up and grabbed at your jaw, turning your face to him as he kissed you deeply—tongue slipping between your lips, swallowing your soft, needy moans as he fingered you through it.

it didn’t take long before chris’ groan echoed a moment later, his cock jerking in his hand as hot ropes of cum shot up across his stomach. “fuckfuckfuck.” he choked, his hand milking every drop from his cock as he stared at your ruined, wrecked body in matt’s arms.

when you pulled away from matt—you blinked at him slow, your chest rising and falling rapidly as he gently eased his fingers from your soaked hole. you turned your head, watching as he held them up, letting Chris see the way you coated him before bringing them to your mouth.

“open wide baby.” and you did—your tongue wetting your lips before parting them. matt guided them in, your lips wrapping around the digits and sucking softly to clean your release off his fingers.

both matt and chris groaned—but matt a little louder than chris. you felt him tense beneath you, his hips rutting slowly into your back as you felt the spreading warmth behind you.

when you let his fingers go with a soft pop, your turned to look at him, a small smirk on your tired face. “couldn’t help myself.” he muttered before leaving down to give you another kiss.

a/n - i love writing chratt fics. this is hot af and i need it

[strnilolover]

omg 2k notes??? hello?? i love you guys

⌗ . . . STEPBROTHER!CHRIS CATCHES YOU AND STEPBROTHER!MATT FUCKING IN THE LIVING ROOM

WARNINGS : SMUT. PNV. VOYEURISM. EXHIBITIONISM. DIRTY TALK. HAIR PULLING. ASS SMACKING. (let me know if i forgot anything).

you always disliked when your mom threw little get togethers with her friends and co-workers. your house always being packed inside the house and then the backyard—so you always stayed far away from it. not because you didn’t like them, you just hated the crowds.

and today was one of those days. everyone in the backyard on a hot summer day—the sounds of voices buzzing through the air. you were hot and angry, the sun making you feel like you wanted to peel your skin off, but you couldn’t leave—not while your mom kept her eye on you.

she forced you to stay outside and socialize with people—people who probably wouldn’t understand anything you try to talk about.

you huffed, crossing your arms and trying to sit as much in the shade as you could without bumping into other people. but it was no use. you groaned and turned in the direction your mom was in—seeing her back turned to you with people surrounding her.

when you saw that, you took your chance, slipping in through the back door and trying to walk quickly from the living room—out of her sight. the AC was cold on your skin, your heartbeat finally starting to slow once you made it far enough inside.

“two hours? really? you couldn’t last any longer out there?” a voice said from over by the couch. your feet stopped, whipping your head into the direction it was coming from. matt was standing near the couch, a cold drink in one hand.

you rolled your eyes, letting out a breath as you wandered over to him. “you try lasting out there in ninety-five degree weather for two hours. i promise it isn’t fun.” you snapped back, reaching your hand out as you stood in front of him, snagging his water. matt just watched you, eyebrow raised and a small smirk tugging at his lip.

“why the attitude hm baby?” he asked, watching the way you lifted the cup to your lips, taking a sip from the ice cold water. you glared at him, finishing your sip before holding the glass out to him. “i don’t have a fucking attitude.” that was a lie—you definitely did.

you watched as matt hummed, taking a sip of water for himself before setting his cup down on the table. “no?” he questioned, slowly walking around your body until he got behind you. you could feel the heat from his body as he pressed closer—it wasn’t helping your irritation.

“matt fuck off.” you spat, going to take a step away from him. you didn’t get very far. matt’s arm reached out and wrapped around your waist, pulling your back flush to his chest.

“god, you’re such a brat.” he muttered into your ear, his hot breath trailing against your neck. you shivered, even though the air inside was cool. his hand was splayed flat on your lower stomach, keeping you tight to him. “matt. don’t.” you warned, voice wavering, despite yourself. you glanced over your shoulder, but no one was inside. still, the hum of voices and music from the backyard was way too close for comfort.

“don’t what? don’t do something about your attitude?” he gritted, his hand tightening on your flesh slightly. “you’re the one being a fuckin’ brat and talkin’ back.” you let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding, feeling the way your body lit up from his words.

matt grinned, feeling the way your body reacted. “you know,” he whispered, starting to push your hips forward until your thighs hit the arm of the couch. your body bent forward, hands coming out under you to catch the fall. “i think that’s what you want isn’t it? acting up just so i’d do somethin’ about it.”

you shook your head. “no..” you mumbled, but the way your body was practically buzzing said a different story. he hummed, splaying a hand on your back and pushing you down farther, making your back arch—ass high up in the air. you gasped when you felt his fingers toy with the hem of your dress, slowly slipping his fingers underneath.

“matt!” you hissed. “they’re outside!—my mom’s—” your words were cut off when matt’s hand came down to strike against your ass, a moan slipping from your lips as the pain blossomed across your skin. “shh keep that pretty mouth shut baby, unless you want them to hear you.” and you couldn’t help the way your body tingled at the thought of someone hearing you—or catching you. you were so out in the open, one good look through the giant glass door and everyone would see what was going on.

you squirmed, your ass wiggling in front of matt—practically teasing him. he groaned, grabbing the fabric of your dress and pushing it past your ass to rest on your hips. his eyes glanced down, seeing the growing wet patch in the center of your panties.

“look at you.” he cooed, bringing his freehand down to ghost along your inner thighs, leaving light taps. “such a wet pussy for someone who said she wasn’t acting up just to be punished.” you could hear the mocking tone in his voice—feel the way his fingers would inch closer and closer to the edge of your panties before slipping away.

you whined, pushing your hips back as your mind began to turn to mush, forgetting about the party just outside those doors. “tsk tsk.” matt clicked his tongue, his hand coming back down again on your ass, your skin reddening. your body jolted at the contact, eyes rolling into the back of your head as you felt your slick flow out of you more.

“such a little whore.” he said, his hand hooking into your panties and dragging them slowly down your thighs, past your knees, until they rested around your ankles. “stay right there yeah? don’t. move.”

and then he spat on your folds—watching as it trailed down your slit. you whimpered, thighs twitching from the sensation alone. his fingers dragged through it, spreading it over your pussy, up and down, slow and messy. “fuck.” he hissed under his breath as he slid two fingers through your folds again, watching the way you clenched around nothing and whined, your back arching deeper.

“gonna fuck you right here baby. y’gonna let me?” he whispered, leaning down to talk against the shell of your ear—his chest flush against your back. “right where anyone could easily see?” you shook your head, but your moan betrayed you the second his fingers circled your entrance.

“mhm thought so.” he grinned, leaning back up and grabbing at your hips. his other hand reached down to tug his sweats down, freeing his cock. he gripped the base, leaning forward to spit, letting it trail down his dick before be gave himself a few pumps. your heart was pounding in your ears, it was so quiet in the house, except for the muffled music coming from outside. your head lifted slightly, looking in the direction of the back door—you could see so many people outside, but their attention wasn’t focused anywhere in the house.

your head turned, looking over your shoulder at matt. and fuck did he look good. with his hand wrapped around his leaking cock—the hem of his shirt pulled up and tuck between his teeth to keep it up. you shuddered, your hips moving back towards him. “matt, please.” you whined softly, the ache between your legs becoming too much now.

matt smirked, moving to line himself up, his other hand still gripping the flesh of your hip. “please what, hm? be a good girl and use your words or you ain’t getting what you want.” he said, pressing forward. you could feel the tip of his cock press inside you before he moved back. you whined again, pressing your face down into the cushion of the couch. “please—please..want you to fuck me.” you whispered, your face reddening in embarrassment.

“mm good girl. that wasn’t so hard was it?” he praised, his hips pushing forward again, dragging his cock along your folds before he pushed inside again—filling you inch by inch. you gasped as he stretched you open, your hands coming out to grab at the cushions below you. “o-oh fuck.” you moaned, your walls clenching down around him.

matt grunted, his head tipping back at the feeling of your cunt swallowing him whole, dragging a filthy curse from his lips as he bottomed out. his fingers dug deep into your hip, holding you in place as he started to move slowly. “so fuckin’ pretty.” he muttered—his head falling back down to look at you. his free hand coming up now to tangle into your hair, tipping your own head back.

his hips began to pick up the pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing throughout the living room along with your moans and his groans. “god—you’d love it if someone walked in right now hm? watching the way your cunt greedily takes my cock.” matt grunted, feeling the way your walls clamped down around his cock. your mouth dropped open, a loud almost pornographic moan coming from your mouth. all you could do was grab at the couch, trying to ground yourself as his tip continued to kiss your g-spot over and over again.

but what either of you didn’t know—is there was someone watching as matt’s hips slammed into your own. watching how he fucked you dumb, loosing all coherent words.

his brother chris. your other stepbrother.

he was outside with everyone else who seemed to be too oblivious and caught up in what they were doing to notice you getting bent over the arm of the couch.

the second he’d come around the corner with a drink in hand and seen you bent over the couch, bare and taking matt deep—he stopped. he hasn’t meant to stop and watch—to get so wrapped up in watching the way you took every inch his brother gave you. the way your face contorted with pleasure every time matt’s cock kissed your cervix.

god he was entranced by how good you looked.

his body was still, heart thudding heavy in his chest as his eyes locked on the sight through the glass. he couldn’t hear you—but he didn’t need to, to know you sounded like a fucking angel.

his breath grew heavier the longer he watched, feeling the way his cock became painfully hard in his pants. he let out a shaky breath, pulling his gaze away from you to look around the yard—no one had noticed still. chris swallowed thickly, his free hand reaching down to adjust himself as his eyes landed back onto your figure.

he watched matt’s hand in your hair, pulling your head back just to make you arch more. your ass jiggling from the force of each thrust of matt’s cock. watched as matt leaned down and whispered something into your ear, making your eyes roll back as your own lips moved to reply. chris didn’t know what it was matt said—but what he did know, is it effected you.

your body began to shake—teeth digging into your bottom lip to stay quiet.

chris knew you were getting close, and god he wanted to stay to watch you cum—but he knew if he didn’t leave now, he’d cum in the next few second just from seeing you. so quickly and quietly—without dragging attention to himself—he slipped away. the image of you burned into his mind.

back inside—your brain was mush. you were chasing your pleasure. matt’s cock hot and thick as he dragged it along your walls. you could feel him pulsing—feel just how close he was to cumming just like you were.

“y’gonna cum baby?” he moaned, fucking his cock deeper into you. “gonna make a mess all over my fucking cock hm? such a messy fucking slut.” his hand in your hair pushed your head down into the cushions.

and that’s what pushes you over the edge.

“pleasepleaseplease—oh my fuck—“ you cried out, your mouth open and drooling against the cushion. you felt your whole body lock up and shake as you came. your walls fluttering around his cock—milking him for all he has. he groaned, his hips faltering for a second before he kept moving, fucking you through your orgasm.

you collapsed against the couch, the only thing holding you up now was matt’s own hands, his hips moving to chase his own high. “gonna fill this pretty pussy up—fuck.” you could tell he was so close, your hips shallowly moving and fucking yourself on his cock despite how tired you were now. “put your panties back on and send you out there with my cum dripping down your thighs.”

his thrusts were getting sloppy now, hips stuttering. you lifted your head and looked over your shoulder at him again, looking at his face. his brows knitted together and his teeth digging into his bottom lip. “c’mon matt—shit—want you to fill me up. please.”

that seemed to be his breaking point.

he groaned loudly, both hands grabbing at the flesh of your hips as he buried himself deep in your cunt—spilling inside you. you could feel each spurt painting your insides white��and how full you felt of him.

his hips moved a few more times before he finally pulled himself out slowly, watching as some of his cum began to leak out of you. he smirked down at you, seeing how you were already beginning to doze off. quickly he began to tuck himself back into his sweats before turning his attention to you.

he reached for your underwear that was around your ankles, slowly sliding them back up your legs and pulling them snugly over your hips to where they belonged. you whined at the feeling, your body shuddering. matt continued to fix your clothing before he reached down and gently pulled you up and into his arms.

he fixed your hair and dress, making sure you looked presentable before even thinking about sending you back out there. the last thing he did was trail his hand down and press his fingers against your now clothed and soaked pussy, making you gasp and grab at his shirt due to how sensitive you were.

“gonna keep my cum right in there yeah?” he whispered, beginning to circle his fingers. you nodded, legs shaking and threatening to give out from under you. he smiled, pulling his fingers away. “good.”

and just then you both heard the door open, your heads whipping in the direction as you both peeled yourselves away from one another, just as your mom stepped inside.

“there you are!” your mom said with a tone of relief like she was looking for you the whole time—she probably wasn’t. her eyes panned over to matt, giving him a small smile before turning her attention back to you. “i see you and matt are finally getting along, that’s good for you guys.”

you nodded, cheeks reddening as you looked at him from the corner of your eye. your mom smiled wide, already beginning to turn away from the both of you.

“come on you two, i need your help with handing out food.” she spoke as she already began to walk towards the kitchen. you and matt both looked at one another, a smirk tugging on his lips as you began to walk. his hand came out and landed a firm smack to your ass.

“get goin’ baby. don’t keep your mom waiting.”

a/n : guys…is this too freaky?

[strnilolover]

⌗ . . . SUCK HIM OFF

CW : SMUT. BLOW JOB. FACE FUCKING. HAIR PULLING. PRAISING. DEGRADING/DIRTY TALK. brief intro to sheriff!matt x plus-size!reader

you always had a tendency to join matt late at night when he got stuck in his office doing paperwork. sitting on the couch far in the corner watching the way he’d work—the way his jaw clenched as he focused on what was in front of him.

a lot of the time, you couldn’t help how wet it got you.

and tonight was no different. you were curled up in the corner of he couch he had in his office, your hands tucked into your lap as you watched the way his face contorted. his jaw clenching, the shadows along his face from the small lamp on his desk making his features stand out even more than they already did.

his uniform was slightly rumpled from the long day he had—dealing with simple complaints or bailing a certain someone out of trouble once again. his shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, forearms and shoulders flexing every time he moved. it was hot.

you kept watching at the way his jaw continued to tick when something didn’t add up, and the way his lips would purse while reviewing a report. he had noticed you staring a while ago out the corner of his eye.

the way your lips were parted slightly, your breathing heavy and legs pressing together. he was more in tune with you than you knew yourself.

so he looks up at you, your eyes connecting together. “y’know you don’t have to stay here with me sweetheart.” matt said, his voice was laced with exhaustion trying to tell you that you could leave at any time.

you shook your head. “i want to.” and you smiled, swirling the drink you had in your hand lazily. “besides , I like watching you work.” you added, your tone a little too excited and obvious. his mouth quirked into a subtle smirk, but he didn’t respond. just went right back to it. focused. god, he was so fucking hot.

and suddenly you couldn’t sit still anymore—your body buzzing now with the need to just suck him off. to feel him against your tongue as you swirled it around his tip.

so you stood and slowly padded over to him until you were by his desk. your shadow looming slightly over his figure, blocking the light to his paper. he looked up at you, brow lifted.

“y’need somethin’ baby?” and suddenly your face flushed at the feeling of his eyes bearing into yours. like he was reading your mind without you even saying anything.

but you don’t say anything, instead you started to crouch to the ground, your knees planting into the carpet beneath you. matt blinked down at you with a surprised look—like he wasn’t expecting you to do it even if you were thinking it, but only for a second. then he slowly pushed away from the desk, leaning back in the chair and letting you crawl between his spread legs like he already knew what you were about to do.

he hummed, watching you settle between his legs on your knees. your hands coming up to run along his thighs. “know you’ve been eye-fucking me since i sat down sweetheart.” his voice low and fond as he watched the way your hands ran up to reach for his belt.

you blinked up at him, smirking lightly. “can you blame me?” you giggled, hand undoing his belt and jeans with practiced ease. “you look good in the uniform just sitting here matt,” you said, your voice trailing off as you tugged his pants down, pulling his cock out. he was already big when your eyes landed on him. thick and heavy in your hand that gripped him lightly. “real good.” you whispered lastly—mouth watering slightly at the sight of him.

“you gonna be good an let me work? hm?” but you didn’t answer him. just leaned forward, your tongue poking out to swirl around the flushed tip of his cock before you wrapped your lips around the head, moaning when you tasted the salty bead of precum on your tongue. you started to suck gently, moving down and letting your hand fist around the base, pumping what you couldn’t fit as you worked your mouth over him.

matt groaned at the wet warmth of your mouth. his head falling back against his chair with a sigh—the pen in his hand dropping onto the desk. “ffuuck.” he hissed, tipping his head back forward to look down and the way you took him.

you didn’t stop thought, just kept going—the sound only encouraging you as you licked along the underside, taking more and more of until your throat fluttered around him. the stretch of him was always a lot, but you wanted it. and the way he groaned again when you gagged a little made your thighs clench.

matt let out a shaky breath as he leaned forward, picking up the pen and trying to return to the papers in front of him. one of hand his hands gripping the edge of the desk. but he barely made it through a paragraph before he dropping the pen again and reaching down—his fingers curling into your hair, beginning to guide you gently. encouraging the rhythm he liked.

“fuck that’s it, just like that.” he muttered, brows drawn in frustration—at the files, at the distraction, at how fucking good your mouth felt even though he shouldn’t be giving into you. “you’re not makin’ this easy, baby.” he leaned back again, tilting his head down to look at you once more.

you hummed around him, looking up at him through your lashes. there was drool glistening at the corners of your mouth, trailing down your chin and dripping onto your tits that we’re peaking out from above your shirt. his eyes transfixed themselves on the way each droplet made contact with your tits—sliding down between the valley of them.

the groan that left him was downright filthy.

“fuckin’ hell.” he rasped, and you felt the way his cock twitched against your tongue before he suddenly gripped your hair tighter and lifted his hips off the chair. he slowly started fucking into your mouth, holding you there as he pushed in deep, using your throat.

you moaned at his sudden control, gagging around his length as he hit the back repeatedly. your hands clutched at his thighs as he used you, tits bouncing softly with each motion. you were aching—panties sticking to your folds—but none of that mattered. not when he was groaning your name and muttering curses through gritted teeth.

“look at you,” he hissed, guiding your head up and down his cock a little faster. “so fuckin’ desperate to please me. couldn’t wait till done? had to have it now, hm?” you whimpered around him, trying to nod your head. but you couldn’t with how he was holding you in place. spit continued to dribble down your chin, your eyes watering. but you loved this—loved when he got like this. when he grabbed you and used you however you wanted.

it didn’t take long until his pace was fast and rough, fucking up into your throat until his abs tightened and the grip in your hair turning almost punishing. you could taste the pre-cum on your tongue and the way he twitched more in your mouth. you could tell he was close.

so you started to swirl your tongue the best you could—sucking just a little harder as he fucked your face. your eyes still peered up at him, watching as he bit his lip, eyes rolling back every time the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. how tight it got around him. “fuck, baby,” he moaned, his words a warning that he was close. “m’gonna cum down your throat yeah? leave ya nice n’ full.”

you moaned at the thought of that, moving one of your hands to reach down and tug at the front of your shirt. your tits spilled out and his eyes locked onto them immediately. that was all it took before he groaned deep as his hips jerked forward, his hand holding your head down as his cock pulsed against your tongue. thick ropes of cum spilled down your throat and you swallowed what you could—some spilling out and down your chin.

he let his hips rock forward, lazily fucking your mouth now to draw it out. after a minute or so he finally let you go—letting his cock slip free from your mouth with a soft pop. you sat there for a moment, catching your breath as you rested your head against his lap. breathing hard, face flushed, chest heaving.

matt smiled down at you softly—his own chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. and gently the hand in your hair let go, switching to softly run his fingers through the messed up strands. trying to calm you down.

“y’did so good sweetheart.” he praised, patting your head lightly. you let out a breath, looking up wt him again with a smile. he smiled back at you, letting his hand slip from your hair to fix his pants.

once he was done, he reached down and grabbed you—pulling you up off the floor and onto his lap, fixing your shirt before he pressed his face against your neck, pressing a few small kisses there. “you do know that we’re not leavin’ this office ‘til I fuck you properly, understood?”

and you couldn’t help but giggle, pulling back to look at him. the grin spreading across your face mischievous. “yes, sheriff.”

a/n : hehe new au. one year tag list and regular tag list are bing used for this one, sorry if you get tagged twice!

[strnilolover]

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[strnilolover]

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