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SIT STILL, matt sturniolo

synopsis… you physically cannot stay still no matter how hard you try. your other friends are used to your high energy and usually don’t mind it, all except one. matt��s probably the only person who can get you to calm down. kinda.

warnings… puppy!reader, mean!matt, unprotected p in v (be smart🌚), cockwarming, little bit of a praise kink, little bit of nipple play, big dick!matt, orgasm denial

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“i feel like my stomach hates me right now” nick groans. he laid back on to the couch with an uncomfortable look on his face as he rubbed his stomach over his shirt. “not gonna lie my tummy s’grumbling too,” chris says.

you were probably hungry as-well but your brain blocked out the dull ache as you were hyper focused on the movie playing in front of you. your leg bounced rapidly as your fingers curled tighter onto the couch cushion. matt rolls his eyes, “she’s not even paying attention, just go and i’ll ask her later,” he says.

it’s true. you weren’t paying attention. you heard shuffling from both sides of you before seeing nick and chris get up in your peripheral vision. a hand waved in your face causing you to snap out of the trance and look up at chris. “don’t piss him off too much, ‘kay?” he smiles. you return the toothy grin then turned back to the screen.

as the door shut, you felt eyes burning into the side of your head. matt scoffs before getting up and walking to his room. not even ten minutes pass before a commercial interrupts your movie causing you to slightly whine. you tried to entertain yourself with your phone but it didn’t last thirty seconds before you tossed it and groaned in boredom. you looked around the empty room then got up in search of matt.

as you creeped closer to his cracked door, you heard a string of profanity’s leave his lips. you slightly pushed the door open, widening the view of matt’s face being illuminated by his pc. “yeah we need a minute to like— chill for a sec,” he says.

you pushed the door open further with a smile on your face as you waltzed into his room. matt completely ignored your presence as he scrolled through the item shop, mumbling whatever lyrics were playing through his headphones. “whatcha doing?” you ask as you flatten your palms on his desk.

as you pushed your self closer to view his screen, you were unknowingly giving him a perfect view of your tits being smushed together. he lets out a small breathy chuckle as he takes a quick glance then returns his focus. a pout formed onto your face at the lack of attention. you move closer to matt then start pawing at his shirt before letting your fingers trail up to the nape of his neck.

your fingers danced between his curls gently then you found the sudden urge to yank a little too harsh. a groan falls from matt’s lips as his eyes squeeze shut as he let his head fall back. you let out a small giggle before you yelped as matt roughly pulls you into his lap. you felt his body heat on your back and the growing bulge that nestled right between your legs.

“so fucking annoying,” he mutters before going back to scrolling. you whined and squirmed as you tried to twist yourself to face him but all you did was cause his dick to harden and grow even more. a slap landed on your bare thigh. matt grips your jaw and forces your head to face him. “can you sit still for one god damn second?” he says.

“m’bored—“ you whined. matt tugs at your pouted lip with his thumb before releasing your face with a scoff. “so go finish the movie,” he replies. you let out a huff as you went back to squirming and eventually found yourself slightly bouncing. a deep groan rumbled through matt’s chest as his grip on the mouse grew tighter.

matt pushes you off him, “don’t wanna behave?”, he says, “strip”. you look at him through your wide eyes with excitement, if you had a tail it would’ve knocked over the things on his desk. matt watched you pull your clothes off as his eyes grew more dark. he slightly pulled his sweatpants down just enough to reveal his aching cock.

the second your panties were off, matt pulls you back on top of him. you hissed at the stretch but made no move to remove yourself. “that’s it, good— girl” he says in a low voice. you felt matt rub small circles on your skin in a comforting way as your tried adjusting to his size. “alright i’m back” you heard a voice say from his headset.

you tried to roll your hips but a firm grip on your waist prevented you from moving. “behave,” he says before unmuting his mic. matt acted as if you weren’t even there while he played his game. his character ended up getting shot causing him to thrust his hips deeply into you as he yelled at the screen. a mewl left your lips but you covered your mouth quickly, in fear of being heard.

“yo kid, you good?” you heard a voice say. matt glared down at you then gave you a tight squeeze before responding. you were trying so hard not to moan but every time matt jolted or shifted the slightest, he brushed against that spongy spot inside you. his hand traveled up to your tits, allowing his fingers to roll your sensitive nipples.

“matt–“ you whimpered. your chest rose and fell rapidly as the urge to move grew more prominent. a devilish smirk painted his face as he tugged and pinched. your warm walls pulsated, hugging his cock even more causing him to hiss in pleasure. your skin was sticky from your own arousal, a wet patch grew on matt’s sweatpants. you jutted your hips as your brain grew more fuzzy then stuffed your mouth with your fingers.

drool escaped down your hand as muffled moans and whines attempt to fall. you felt the vibration of matt’s laugh shoot straight to your core. “awe— poor puppy just wanted to be played with, yeah?” he coos. you nod your head as you let your hips rock faster with a tight pressure building by the second.

you dropped both your hands to the desk and curled your fingers in attempt to steady yourself. right as you were on the brink of your release, matt pulls you off him. you whined at the lost orgasm and tried to get back on him but his tight grip on your waist prevented you. “i said t’sit still, didn’t i?” matt says with a smirk.

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SMILE! YOU'RE ON CAMERA, chris + matt

synopsis… (based on this ask)

warnings… mean!toxic!matt, mean!toxic!chris, mentions of established relationship, cheating, unprotected p in v (WRAP IT B4 YOU TAP IT), sextape, degradation, oral (m receiving), face fucking, rough sex, multiple orgasms, creampie, edging, chris has a dacryphilla kink

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“fuck chris look at her take me so well” matt groans with his torturous slow thrust. he was so deep inside and the stretch burned so good. you were holding on to a pillow, stuffing your face to hide trying to muffle both your sobs and moans.

you felt so exposed and embarrassed with both matt and chris just watching you. your legs were locked around matt’s waist. he held you in place by your waist, refusing to let you go any faster or even attempt to run away from him. he was going at a just enough speed to where it’s barely brushing your orgasm. he was edging you on purpose.

you heard the familiar sound of a camera shutter from chris’s direction. “think i should record it? send it to that fucker?” chris asked completely ignoring your existence. matt nods with his mouth hanging open, he was lost in the way your gummy walls gripped him in such a delicious way.

the pillow was yanked from your hands and thrown to the floor. you saw the blurry head of an upside down chris pointing his phone in your face. “look at this whore. crying on my brothers cock like you didn’t just get a new lapdog” he laughs.

you turn your head away from him as you felt tears running down your face. chris grabs your jaw and roughly forces you to look directly at him. you saw the flash from the camera looking right at you. “oh baby, look at you..” he mumbles as he smears your tears onto your lips.

matt’s thrust grew more aggressive. he was clearly taking his anger out, borderline abusing your cunt. your eyes rolled to the back of your head while you back arched slightly. matt mumbled his complaints and insults as he harshly pounded deep inside you.

“fucking slut”

“think you’re gonna replace us that easy?”

“bet he doesn’t fuck you the way we do”

you couldn’t even defend yourself. your voice was fucked out of you, all you could do was let out choked moans. you tried to reach for chris to hold onto him but he moved completely out of reach and laughed.

“look you pissed matt off” he says. you shut your eyes then attempted to push matt away by his pelvis but was shoved away by him. you couldn’t even tell them that you were at the brink of orgasm. you opened back your eyes only to see chris hovering over you again with the camera with his cock dangling in your face. he had a sick smile plastered on his face as he zoomed into matt brutality fucking into your cunt.

you soaked matt’s lower half with a loud moan practically a scream falling from your lips. “i’m sorry, matt did she ask you to cum? cause i didn’t hear anything” chris scoffs. matt shook his head, “nope” he grunted.

“flip her over” you heard chris say.

matt pulled out of you swiftly before turning you over. he placed his hands back onto your waist and lifted your lower half to meet his before plunging back in. you couldn’t even register matt’s cock in your guts as chris distracted you by pulling you hair up so your head met with his cock in your face.

chris teased himself on your glossed lips before pulling your hair back slightly, forcing you to open your mouth. you stuck your tongue out and barely grazed his tip. “don’t think your lapdog would be too keen on you panting like a bitch in heat” chris hissed.

he placed his tip flat onto your tongue then slowly pushed himself into your mouth. you thought he was going to be nicer and attempt to be gentle since matt already had your legs quivering. how wrong you were.

chris pushed his hips forward abruptly. you gagged with tears streaming down your face. your throat was on fire but the burn was delicious. between matt drilling into you from behind and chris fucking your face, you couldn’t stop yourself from cumming again on matt. your legs were shaking so bad, you swore you were going to drop if they weren’t holding you up.

“c’mon baby look at the camera. show your boyfriend how much better we treat you” chris pants as he shoves the camera in your face. you gurgled around his cock as a mixture of precum and saliva dripped out of your mouth.

“m’close!” matt moans as he leans over you, his thrust were getting sloppy. chris drops the phone then places both hands on your head. his head drops back while his eyes close. “mh’fuck!, let’s fill her up” chris moans.

you heard matt whine as ropes of his seed spilled inside you followed by a loud moan from chris as his load floods your throat. matt pulls out and jerks himself of while more of his cum pumps out of him and paints your back.

chris pulls out with a heavy sigh while you coughed. he moves back a bit to catch his breath then looks up to see matt sitting next to your limp body. matt played with you hair as you laid their with your eyes closed.

“i just don’t understand why you didn’t come to us if you wanted a boyfriend that bad.” matt states, “could’ve had two” he whispered to himself. you whined as you pushed his hand away softly. “s’cause you guys are so mean t’me” you say weakly.

“we’re not mean you’re just sensitive” chris laughs. he was over there scrolling through your following list, searching for your new boyfriend’s instagram. he scoffs as he looks through this guy’s feed judging every post. you heard his fingers tapping away but ignored it as you felt yourself slipping into a much needed rest.

“matt” chris calls. matt looks over to chris who was showing him his phone. a chuckle left matt’s mouth as he shakes his head.

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STOCKHOLM SYNDROME, matt sturniolo

synopsis… matt finally decided to be a true frat boy and do a one night stand. unfortunately for him, he didn’t know addicting you were which turned that one night to nearly every night

warnings… fratboy!matt, collagestudent!reader, mentions of alcohol and drug usage, kinda pussydrunk!matt, kinda obsessive!matt, mentions of fratboy!chris, p in v (HOORAY HE PULLS OUT), overstimulation

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matt didn’t even want to join a frat sorority house, he was just following chris. yes, he did participate in the parties sometimes and he’s gotten high once or twice. matt isn’t a prude but he likes to think that he has morals. which is why he’s most likely the only guy in the frat house who doesn’t do regular hook ups.

“bro you gotta catch an ass or something, this life your living is boring as shit” chris laughs. both brothers had heavy red eyes as they sat at the couch in a random party they found themselves in. yet again, matt followed chris. matt licked his dry lips then shook his head. he looked around the party at all the collage girls in their skimpiest outfits, drunk off their asses.

“alright how bout this,” he says as he looks at chris, “next girl to walk in, i’ll take her home” he offers. chris laughs at his proposal as he tags a drag from the nearly finished blunt. they kept an eye on the door, waiting for someone, anyone to walk in. then you did.

“can’t back out now” chris smirks.

you rolled your eyes with a groan as you heard a ring from your phone again. you didn’t even have to look at the caller id to know who it was. matt sturniolo. for the past three days since that party, he’s been hot on your trail. it was like you couldn’t go a day without hearing from him.

you pick up the phone, “yes matthew.” you sigh. you heard shuffling then heavy breathing. “come over baby please- i need you” he moaned. you could hear him shamelessly stroking himself through the speaker.

“matt i have a test in the morning-“

“please- fuck- i’ll drive you to class tomorrow”

you decided to cave in and close your laptop. what’s one more day? you grabbed your school bag and an overnight bag then packed up your stuff. “tell one of the boys to leave the door unlocked” you say before hanging up. you walked out your dorm as quiet as possible, trying not to wake your roommates up.

“one more- just one more f’me” he sighed as he rolled his hips. matt was leaning over you with his legs trapping you between them. he had his hands on your waist with a tight grip as if he was afraid you’d disappear if he’d let go. you were drowning in your own moans as your nails dragged down his back. “just can’t get enough of this pussy” he moans.

you couldn’t tell if he was being honest this time granted the last three rounds. you looked at matt through your glossed eyes. his head was thrown back with his eyes squeezed shut. you shook your head as you felt yet another orgasm being forced out of you. “m-matt i can’t!” you whined.

“c’mon baby just give it t’me” he mutters. you felt your legs shake as you released for the fourth time tonight. matt hissed as he felt his own getting ready to spill out. he didn’t want to pull out. but he also didn’t want to give you something that you weren’t ready for.

finally, he pulls out as ropes of his seed painted your stomach. matt looked at you with a smile as he tried catching his breath. your face was flushed with your hair slightly sticking to your forehead from sweat. “can i take a picture?” he asked as he reached for his phone. you weakly threw a pillow at him as he lets out a small laugh.

“matt”

“matt”

“matt!”

“what chris” matt grumbled. he wasn’t even looking at chris when he answered, he was looking at you. “kid what the fuck is up with you lately” chris questioned. for the past two weeks, matt has been leaving the house way more and skipping out on hanging out with the guys.

matt didn’t even acknowledge his question. he was too busy staring at the guy who you were giggling with. his nose was flared and his eyes were holding a harsh glare. “holy shit kid, she’s got you tied down” chris laughs. matt lets out a much needed breath of air before finally turned to chris.

he crosses his arms then leans back to the wall. “there’s some shit going on later right?” matt asks. chris nods, “and our favorite friend is gonna be there” he smirks. matt knew he was referring to the well known dealer. he closed his eyes but quickly shot them open as images of you flashed across his mind.

“where the fuck am i?” matt grumbles as he nearly trips over his own feet. he pulls his phone out his pocket and winces at the brightness as it turns on. matt was completely out of it and a whole three blocks away from the party he was supposed to be at.

it was half past midnight, and matt was high and drunk of whatever bullshit he got his hands on. he noticed familiar street lights in his surroundings then allowed his feet to take him towards the memorized direction. the common dorms were a street away. your dorm was a street away.

matt stumbled as he found himself in front of the door where your dorm laid behind. he tried to call your phone as quick as possible before nearly dropping it. “matt?” he heard your tired voice say. a lopsided smile found it way to his face.

“i’m o-outside” he slurred. shuffling and a deep sigh was heard from the other side before hearing the door open. “stay there okay? i’m coming” you tell him. matt did exactly as you said and waited for you to come get him.

his smile slightly dropped when hearing the call end but it quickly came back as soon as he saw your face when the door opened. he stumbled forward and pulled you into a messy kiss. you pushed him away slightly then steadied him with your hands on his forearms.

“your eyes are really red and you taste like vodka” you stated. he wasn’t even listening to your complaints as he admired your features. you rolled your eyes then pulled him inside. he trialed behind you like a lost puppy as you took him back to your dorm as quiet as possible.

as soon as your door was shut, matt tried kissing you again. you stopped him with a hand on his chest then pushed him back onto your bed. “does anyone know that you’re here?” you ask him. matt shakes his head with that dopey smile still stuck on his face.

“they’ll probably come to find me soon” he says. you bit your lip as you cautiously walk closer to him and stand between his legs. you felt his hands trail up to your waist then rest it there as if they belonged. “we aren’t doing anything tonight, okay?” you tell him.

matt sighs as he lets his head drop down to your stomach. “look what you’ve done to me” he whispers. he groans as you run your fingers through his hair. “go lay down, i gotta finish this paper” you tell him before kissing the top of his head.

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warnings: risky public(ish), mean!matt, kinda toxic!matt, degrading, fingering

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“y/n are you feeling okay?” matt asks as he checks the temperature of your forehead. you shake your head as a mewl leaves your lips. you fall forward right on to matt’s shoulder, attempting to hide your face between him and the couch. you were stupid enough to sit next to him knowing damn well how he treats you.

“you’re not like sick.. right?” nick asks cautiously as he slightly moves away. you bite your lip to hide the noises that threatened to fall. “m’fine” you whined with your fingers curling matt’s shirt into a tight grip. it was hard to keep the moans trapped in your throat. if the tv wasn’t playing right now, the sound of matt’s fingers squelching into your throbbing cunt would’ve been the loudest thing in the room. luckily a throw blanket covered the two of you.

“wanna go lay down in my room?” matt offers. you knew he wasn’t being sincere since he curled his fingers as he asked the question.a muffled moan erupts from your throat as his fingers brushed that spongy spot inside you. “sure you’re okay? cause that doesn’t sound okay” chris says.

you felt tears of frustration and embarrassment stream down your face. “s’the matter?” matt pouts. you squeeze your eyes close with a roll to your hips. “matt you’re literally the sweetest person i know” chris says with a smile. nick nods in agreement before giving the two of you a quick glance. “he’s better than me, definitely not risking that sick shit” nick mumbled.

matt strokes your cheek with a smirk plastered on his face. “it’s getting kinda warm under here, think i should remove this blanket?” he whispered in your ear. the thumb of his other hand found your throbbing clit, barely grazing over it. you clenched his shirt tighter with a quiet sob as you shake your head. “they don’t even know you’re sitting right next to them acting like a whore” he says in a low voice.

“guys i’m gonna take her to my room cause i don’t think she’s feeling ok” matt announces. he swiftly pull his hand away from you causing you to let out a whine. “if you order soup or some shit can you get me something?” chris asks. matt nods at him as he gets up then proceeds to help you up.

isn’t he the sweetest?

[mattsfavoritestar]

PASSENGER PRINCESS, matt sturniolo

synopsis…you’ve somehow convinced your bodyguard to let you go out drinking. after one too many shots, he drags you to the passenger seat of the car to fulfill his needs

warnings… bodyguard!matt, mentions of alcohol usage, car sex, mafiabossdaughter!reader, fem reader, degradation, hickeys, unprotected p in v (WRAP IT B4 YOU TAP IT)

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you were going to get him killed. matt wasn’t supposed to be allowing you to take anything that harmed your body but here he was taking shots with you. the alcohol didn’t kick in as much as he thought it would but he could see you physically loosening up.

“maaaatt” you slurred. he turns his head to look at you. the blue nightclub lights illuminated your body in all the right places. you wore a tight deep maroon dress, your heels sitting next to your seat. he wasn’t even paying attention to you blabbering away, too busy focused on the way your irises were blown out and how glossy your lips look from the drinks.

you caught him off guard when you fell forward, hands landing directly on his lap. right next to the once place you weren’t allowed to touch. matt quickly grabbed your wrist with a choked groan. you were blissfully unaware of the torture you were putting him through as you continued talking.

matt dropped his head onto your shoulder causing you to shut up in concern. “you okay?” you asked with a giggle. you wanted to touch his hair but he had a tight grip on your wrist. you squirmed, trying to wriggle your way out of his hold but you accidentally brushed against his growing bulge.

“fuck this” he mutters before abruptly getting up.

from the outside it looked like a window-tinted car was slightly rocking in the nearly empty parking lot. the windows were fogged from the humidity created by you and matt’s sweat and heavy breathing. one of your hands held the back of his neck while the other was flat on the window.

you lifted your hips repeatedly while matt was quick to pull you back down. your dress was bunched around your waist leaving your entire lower half exposed. the skin your thighs m practically sticked to matt’s from the mixture of sweat and your arousal.

“wonder what your daddy would do if he saw you right now” matt laughs. you replied with a loud moan as you tried speeding the pace up. a slap to your ass causes you yelp and jolt forward. “your not cumming ‘till i say so whore” he spat.

his grip on your waist was painfully and will most likely leave bruises on your skin. matt leans down to your neck. he sucks and bites the skin while you try to pull away. “matt! daddy will get mad if he sees that!” you whined. his breath tickles your neck as he chuckled.

“what? scared he’s gonna find out your a slut for your bodyguard?” he taunts. wet sloppy kisses trailed all over your neck. you felt so close to finishing but you knew how cruel matt could be if you didn’t ask for permission first. he was rubbing small circles on your waist as he left bruises on your neck.

“m-matt m’close!” you whimpered. you clenched around his dick a few times as a warning. matt starts bouncing you more roughly, hitting deeper inside you. “go ahead baby. make a mess on me” he groans as he leans his head back. the sound of sticky skin slapping grew louder as the car fell more heated.

your eyes roll to the back of your head with a loud moan as you coated matt’s cock with a white ring. not even a second later he pulls you down even more on his cock. the feeling of his seed shot up into you rapidly.

you rested your head onto his chest. both of you breathing heavy with warm flushed faces. “tired baby?” matt asks as you feel him rub your back gently. you nod as you feel yourself dozing off. he fixes both of your clothes then gets out the car to entire the drivers side and take you home before cerfew.

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CRAWLING BACK TO YOU, matt sturniolo

synopsis… you and matt were best friends but that didn’t stop you from thinking of him in other ways. you kissed him in a drunken moment the. decided to go ghost the next day. days later you find yourself stranded in the middle of the night. guess who has to pick you up?

warnings.. smut, makeout sesh, best friend!matt, whiny!matt, female!reader, use of y/n, car sex, slight hand kink, no use of protection (wrap it before you tap it!) creampie, cowgirl, mentions of drug and alcohol usage

of course you would find yourself stranded at a park late at night. it was supposed to be a walk to clear your head. from social media. from the outside world. from matt. you’ve been avoiding him for a few days now with very good but stupid reason.

you kissed matt sturniolo. you don’t  recall the all events that led up to the moment but you remember every detail of the important ones. you were at tara’s birthday party meaning you had access to alcohol. 

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you found yourself stumbling to a couch, eyes blurred while your mind felt fuzzy. you didn’t notice matt was sitting there. you didn’t know he watched you walk over. so of course it scared the shit out of you when he asked “hey y/n are you having fun?” with that stupid smirk on his face. you jumped, spilling your cup onto the couch, some landing on his shirt. 

your already flushed face grew more warm as you apologized repeatedly, slurred obviously. matt laughed lowly and dismissed is but your drunken mind pulled him up and dragged him to the bathroom. you didn’t notice his hooded red eyes at first but under the bathroom light you saw every. single. detail.

you always had a thing for matt. but he was your best friend. it was kinda awkward trying to clean his shirt and stupid aswell considering that it was a dark color anyways. you felt matt grab both your wrist in a hault. you both stared at each other for a while. the door was cracked but the room felt so very warm.

you heard the bass of do i wanna know by artic monkeys play but it sounded like a buzz. if your mind was fuzzy before it definitely felt like mush now. matt has such pretty blue eyes. you were so focused on them that you didn’t realize him staring at your lips or calling your name.

“can i try something” he says in a low tone. you were so close already. you didn’t even notice your head nodding. that night was engraved in your brain since. and matt’s touch never left your mind.

—

you felt your body grow warm at the mere memory but you desperately needed a ride. you decided against calling matt but chris instead. it was such a stupid idea. you knew matt drove chris everywhere anyways so even if you did call him matt would still be there.

“hello?” chris answered. “chris i’m stuck at the park please help me” you explained. you heard shuffling then a door opening. “matt go get y/n she’s stranded! ” he shouted. you screwed up your face. before you can say anything chris tells you that matt’s on his way and hung up.

you didn’t question how matt knew you location, you’ve been sharing it for years. you walked over to the basketball court and leaned on the fence wall. the air was starting to get more cooling, little droplets falling from the sky so you put your hood up.  the light of matt’s van made you sigh internally as you got up and walked towards it.

it was harder to enter the car and greet him than you thought but pushed your self to let out a small “hey”. he nodded his head and waited for you to buckle up. you couldn’t look at his face so you settled on his hands. the way the veins grew more prominent as his shifted the gear made you get deja vu from when he gripped your wrist that night.

the ride was silent. you were scared to even breathe too loud. matt turned the radio on to fill the void of silence. you felt your heart drop as the familiar bass entered your ears. you heard matt’s breathing become more harsh and his leg start to bounce. the grip he had on the wheel made his hands look ten times more attractive than needed.

you didn’t even notice him change to the opposite direction of your house. when the car came to a stop you looked around in confusion. “matt-“ you were cut off by the hard tone in his voice.

“why are you avoiding me.”

your words got caught in your throat. you refused to look his way. he scoffed then grabbed your chin a part of your neck aswell, forcing you to look him in the eyes. “y’know i can’t listen to this stupid song without thinking about you.” he says.

“i dreamt about you nearly every night this week” he spat. you knew he was angry. you’d never go a day without calling him or even texting. but it’s been five days. “matt you know why i can’t talk to you” you spoke lowly. 

you couldn’t lie this look on his face was very attractive. his touch on your face was gentle yet firm. just like that night when he gripped your waist to pull you close. 

his eyes softened. “y/n i can’t read your mind you have to tell me what you’re thinking,” he replied. his thumb gently rubbed your cheek. your eyes fluttered shut. “i’m constantly thinking about kissing you. but i don’t know if you feel the same as i do.” he mumbled.

“i do feel the same matt” you answered. with swift motion, you seatbelt was off and you climbed over the console with matt helping you by the waist. he pulled you in the same way he pulled you in that night. the familiar softness of his lips molded into yours. this felt right. why did you ever run from it?

he groaned as you pulled the the hair that curled on his neck slightly. his grip on your waist grew tighter. he was scared you were going to leave again. you felt him lift your hoodie up then toss it in the back. perfect day to not wear anything underneath. his hands immediately attached back to your body. “you’re so pretty baby” he whispers onto your lips.

with swift motion he took off his hoodie as well. the car felt so warm. the windows fogged. if matt’s hands weren’t roaming your upper body right now you would’ve noticed the patter of rain hitting the car. you felt his lips on your neck then trail to your chest. 

every kiss every bite felt like heaven. matt was pushing your pants down as best as he could. you giggled a bit as his clear struggle then lifted yourself a bit to get it off. now you were only in your underwear while matt was just shirtless. he stared at you in awe. if you weren’t hot already you would’ve felt you face grow redder. 

“matt please..” you muttered. he leaned his head back and sighed. he really liked when you played with his hair. his hips rutted into yours causing you to jolt forward and moan while he groaned. “y/n i really need you right now. can i please make us both feel good?” he practically begged. you nodded your head as quick as he asked.

slight shuffles of matt pushing his sweatpants and boxers down just enough to let his dick out. you looked down and almost moaned from how red the tip is, clear liquid spilling from the top. you used matt’s neck and the window to help your self up and hover over him. the moment you let yourself down you wrapped your arms around him as he pulls you into a hug.

you couldn’t even form words. your brain felt melted just like that night. “fuck- baby your so warm” he whined. you started to move on him, it felt so hot in this moment yet the heater wasn’t even on.

matt didn’t shy away from letting out his moans and whines. he wanted you to know how good you felt. he pulled you closer to his chest as if you weren’t close enough then rested his head on your shoulder. “so good. so warm. so perfect.” he groaned. you felt him move his own hips to meet yours, hitting a different angle, which made you grip his hair a little tighter.

you felt the wetness of his lip on your skin. “matt i feel so close” you cried. you felt him nodding his head on your shoulder, “yeah? me too baby” he says in a rugged breath. his hips start to move faster so you tried your best to match his pace. your body felt so weak in this moment. a band ready to to snap any second.

matt’s final and harsh thrust into your cunt was your breaking point. you let out an loud almost pornographic moan while matt whimpered into your ears. ribbons of his release shoot into you. his gripped around you grew tighter as he whined. you felt some of it leak out of you.

both of you were breathing heavy and don’t want to move from this spot in fear of this moment ending. you felt matt move his head lower to your chest. you softly run your fingers into his hair, matt swore he could fall asleep right now. 

he lifted his head from off of you. he didn’t say anything he just stared. before you could start thinking this was a mistake he kisses you again. he sighed as if this was the first time he kissed you. as if you were both back at the party high and drunk.

 your back accidentally hit the steering wheel causing the horn to go off. you jolted and yelped, forgetting that matt was still in you and you were both still sensitive. you both winced at the feeling but you couldn’t help but laugh. 

matt just smiled at you then helped you off him. “guess we have to make one more stop before i actually take you home” he says as he reaches back for your clothes.