#1 is lean & quick & the other is big & concise

[sturniolo-rat]

A Very Matt Morning 2

Matthew Sturniolo X Reader

Part 1

A/N: listen, part one has exactly 15 notes rn and that’s more than I expected so I will treat you to part 2. This is the sexy part get ready, bby. Also don’t @ me because you don’t think all this can go down in 36 minutes. This piece is auto biographical if you’re a pro lots can happen in 36 minutes. This 100% isn’t proofread.

Contains: big time smut, silly goofy!matt, oral, fingering, p in v sex, lots of dialogue

TW: mentions of working an office job🤢

In which Matt wakes up y/n the right way to prep her for her big day of working at her big girl job.

Five minutes later the order confirmed and set to arrive in 36 minutes. “Just enough time to wake you up the right way” Matt whispers in y/n’s ear.

Y/n releases a frustrated groan “But I should really dressed and I have to respond to this email real quick”. She knows that even waiting for the coffee she’s cutting it close to being late.

“Hush, baby” he touches his finger to her lips. She’s being entirely too reasonable right now but Matt knows what she needs. She has the whole rest of her work day to be responsible and boring. He runs his hand up her thigh and under the extra large t-shirt she uses as pajamas. It’s not his though because he’s actually quite small with a slutty little waist. She stole from an ex boyfriend of hers. Matt doesn’t mind though because one day he’s going to marry her and everyone else will fall away. “I’m just going down here. Don’t worry about what I’m doin. Just take out your phone and answer that little email, okay?”

“Okay” she exhales softly and takes her phone from the bedside table. Rachel from accounting should really learn how to do her fucking job. She’s distracted as he shoves his hand between her legs, covering her heated center with his palm, squeezing gently. He always does this before sex It’s almost like gentle greeting or a quiet hello. Arching her back, she plasters myself into his hand, searching for more contact. "Mmm. I like that."

He strokes her slit through her panties, drawing an oval around it with his finger without actually touching it. Maybe it was because his touch was unhurried, fleeting, and designed to drive her wild, but her panties dampened. Y/n was going through the sweetest of tortures.

“No no, Sweetie. Just write your little email.”

She hits him in the head “How can you expect me to write a clear concise professional email under these conditions.”

He lets out a chuckle “Hey don’t sway me on the head. I’m trying to give you head down here.” He trails kisses up her inner thigh all the way up until he’s nearly where he needs to be. “I can’t give you head if my head hurts. Did you know that?” He does the same to her other thigh “You’re the reason I have to carry around ibuprofen for when I’m ready to be a munch.”

She laughs and her legs shut closed. They weren’t fully open to begin with. She’s still holding onto the idea that she’ll get up and get ready when she finishes her email. “Oh shut up. You love me.”

“Come on, spread your legs.” He coos in a sing song voice. “What… is she shy this morning.” He peppers y/n’s stomach with kisses. “Did you wake up with stage fright… is your pussy anxious?” He teases and she hits him again. “Hey hey cut that out”

He leans in close to her pussy and whispers “Hey, Darlin, I know right she’s sitting there trying to close you off from me. You and I have such a special bond and…”

Y/n raises her voice “Are you talking to my coochie!?”

He looks up at her “Yes, yes I am talking to your coochie. What do you want… this is an A B conversation… C your way out of it and finish your email.” She does as she’s told but he lowers his head and picks up where he left off. “She’s so fucking rude. Like I’m trying to have a conversation… women am I right.” At this point y/n has let her guard down completely and opens her legs for him to have his silly little conversation.

Finally after all his hard work Matt is able to kiss her pussy. He starts off light and gradually gets rougher until his tongue is swirling around her clit. She likes to watch his mouth move. His jawline looks so sharp against the softness of her thighs. He reaches a hand up to massage her breast while the other snakes around her thigh to rest on her tummy. He loves the taste of her and the tenderness of her skin. Y/n’s hands find their way to his head and her fingers tangle into his hair. She’s grinding her pussy onto his lips. To him if feels more like she’s grinding his face into her pussy but that’s neither here nor there.

She’s moaning uncharacteristically loud and he knows it’s time to start licking and teasing her entrance. Y/n knows he’s about to finger her and as if on cue she opens her mouth right as he moves his hand from her breast and puts his middle and index finger in her mouth. He lists his head to say “You’re gonna get these fingers nice and wet for me, Okay.” She nods her head still sucking on his fingers. He lets her suck longer than usual thinking about how her lips would feel around his hard cock. When Matt can focus again he pulls his fingers back and slowly pushes his middle finger into her hole. He groans out of sheer horniness “Oh, come on, you’re sooo tight right now… is she still shy. Fine, hold on, I’ll to talk to her again.” He works his finger in and out of never pushing it in past the knuckle. “ Hey, Lovie, I know it’s really early and obviously you’re having a bit of performance anxiety but you and I know each other. We get along, right? Don’t close me out. Don’t be shy with me.” His finger pushes in just a little bit farther with every thrust until she can take his whole finger. “There we go, baby.” He looks up to y/n “You see, Honey, her and I have reached an understanding.”

Fingering her like this without touching her clit is torturous. She can’t orgasm without clitoral stimulation but it feels good it’s basically like perpetual edging. And he’s making it worse by moaning along with her as if he’s getting off on her pleasure. “Oh yes, oh you are so fucking tight. I am going to lose my mind the moment my tip goes in. Don’t get mad at me if I come right away, okay? I’ll just keep going. You know how much I like to fuck the cum into you.”

“Oh my god!” Y/n says in complete and utter shock as she wacks his head. “That’s too horny for this early in the morning!” She hits him again “Also suck my clit you dickhead!”

“Ouch! Im sorry. Im just havin a little fun! And I’ll get to your clit in a minute” Matt says then goes to do what he was told. He sucks entirely too softly but very passionately. “ Can you take two fingers for me, baby?” She shakes her head. She’s never been one to talk during sex but fuck. Matt does it so well. Matt’s second finger slips in so easily “Oh good girl. That’s more like it one of that being shy bullshit.” His fingers moved faster within her and she moaned as they curled at just the right angle to make her writhe on the bed, panting and moaning. Then he finally does it. He absolutely devours y/n’s clit with his sucking, licking, and moaning. She could feel herself approaching the edge and so could he. “You’re already there, Baby. Come on, cum for me.”

She shoves his face back into her pussy “Shut up and keep sucking!” All this talk is so hot but it sure as shit does feel better than cuming. Her thighs quaked, bracketing his ears. Her fingers in his hair, tugging viciously. Matt went harder, rougher, latching on to one of her tits through her top and pinching her nipple. Her eyes popped open and looked at him behind a curtain of innocent lust. The climax seized every muscle in her body head to toe. An odd sensation-of floating in warm water-conquered her. She rocked back and forth against his face, unraveling inch by delicious inch.

“Do you feel awake now, Darlin?” He says with a grin.

Y/n sighs with a laugh “Yes, Matty baby, I am very much awake.”

“Can you keep going? Or is that too much for you?”

“Oh course I can. After my super awesome morning orgasm I can do almost anything.” She jokes but she also genuinely feels that way. Maybe her day won’t be so bad.

Matt moves so that he’s above her using his hands to hold himself up. She squeaks, hips bucking slightly, and feels his hardness press up against her inner thigh. He reaches his hand down to rub his cock against her sensitive folds, and she releases a gasp at the sensation.

“I knew from how fucking wet you felt.” He groans as he pushes himself in farther. “You would milk my fucking dick but Jesus Christ” She gasps slightly, her cheeks reddening at the feeling of arousal welling up within her at his words. He bottoms out with moan from deep in his chest. She feels so full and whole. Slowly he starts to fuck her. Each thrust eliciting a whiny bordering on pathetic moan from him. He really isn’t going to last long.

Her legs wrap around him and pull him close. “Fuck that’s not fair you can’t pull me into you like that.” It’s so tight and warm inside her cunt it feels like a second home. His thrusts get sloppier and more needy as he approaches his climax. “Look at me. Look me in my fucking eyes while I fill you up.” She looks at him with pleading eyes. She really wants to watch him cum and watch his face twist in pleasure and pain as he continues to fuck her with his overstimulated cock.

He comes with a powerful grunt but he keeps up his pace and doesn’t stop bucking into her until hurts more than it feels good. He collapses on top of y/n and she kisses him on the forehead. “Do YOU feel awake now, Darlin?”

“Could take on the world, my love.”

They sit there cuddling for a while until she gets an email from work. There’s more bullshit to respond to and a world or responsibilities to get back to. Matt however is asleep. It seems he did not in fact feel awake. Y/n leaves him to his sleep and prepares for work. When she finally opens the door to leave there are two Dunkin’ coffee cups sitting on the welcome mat outside.

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ACT 1 — 05

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“But before I start this off, I just want you to know that I am not a good person, by any means.”

In any other situation, Aether might have laughed at the seemingly joking remark. Right now, he didn’t exactly know how to react. (Name) didn’t look to mind the conflicted expression blatantly visible on the blond’s face before she began.

“It was like, middle school we met. Hit it off, became best friends. Apparently, we made quite an eye-catching duo, because one or both of us got a confession from guys at least once a week.”

(name) shrugged, putting the cap back on the bottle. It was a quick and concise beginning, framed as not quite relevant in tone. She exhaled after a short swig, the satisfying feeling of energy returning to her body prompting such.

“It was fine, until it started escalating. I had no problem beating decency through their skulls, so I didn't hesitate if they tried anything. I also took credit for beating up Lumine’s… less than savory suitors.” She grins at the memory, pleased. “Keeps her reputation clean despite her scolding me for it.”

A clock ticks periodically, more highlighted by the lack of other sounds in the room. (Name) sat idly on the chair, rocking her legs back and forth as she waited. Stripped down to her bra with her top uniform unbuttoned, a nasty bruise was present on her right shoulder. A cut on her bottom lip split it open, faded blood hastily wiped away still somewhat present.

 Seconds later, the door bursts open to reveal Lumine, a frantic and worried expression gracing her features. 

“What in the— (name)! Are you alright?”

“Mhm!” (Name) didn’t look pained nor remorseful, even going as far as to bear enthusiasm. “Don’t you have math—“

Lumine practically bolted to her place in the infirmary, lightly squeezing her bruised shoulder. The sudden inflicted pain quickly shut (name) up, growing stiff yet not making a sound. 

“What on earth were you thinking?!” Lumine looked as if she was holding back from shaking the girl in her fury. “Some asshole sneaks in a knife in school and you thought it was wise to try and take them one on five?!”

“Those ‘assholes’ consisted of the guy you rejected and punched when he wouldn’t take your no. I overheard his plan when he was gathering his guys to help—“

“No!” Lumine interrupted loudly. “You can’t just charge at people impulsively and think everything will go fine just because you can just revive tomorrow!”

(Name) simply looked at her quietly, not interrupting her outburst. Lumine leaned closer, scanning the girl’s body for other damages other than the busted lip and shoulder. She idly placed a hand on (name)’s thigh, eliciting an instant hiss with her moving away. 

Lumine looked down, unhesitatingly lifting the skirt that covered a big area in (name)’s thigh with bandages, blood seeping through. 

“Hey, hey, you don’t lift a girl’s skirt like that, you pervert—“

“I’m going to kill you.”

“So I was officially labelled a delinquent.”

“... Can kind of see it.” 

“Yeah?” (name) looked pleased by Aether’s instant agreement. She snickered. “I'm not one anymore though. I think.”

“Life of crime’s over?”

“Why, you wanna imprison me, hero?” (Name) shot him a wink, to which Aether rolled his eyes with a light flush. He made a hand gesture for the girl to just get back on topic and continue.

“Anyway, I got in trouble a lot, even though Lumine, who had student council privileges, defended me. Hardly worked, I didn't care much though. All that matters is that I kept us safe from those weird bastards. I’m always constantly threatened with expulsion, but they never actually did anything.”

(name) returned her position back to the previous one to rest her chin. 

“Then…one day, we um…kissed.” Her eyes landed on the railings, somewhat fidgeting by peeling weathered paint on the rail with her nail. 

“I got approached by some guy dressed in green. Something about a guild…”

“The Adventurer’s Guild?” Lumine guessed, earning a nod from (name). Once again, the rebellious female had landed herself in, not the infirmary this time, but the hospital. The blonde had been slicing an apple, gathering them on a plate by the nightstand.

“Yeah. Not interested in their whole job thing though.”

“Yeah. You fight people, but draw the lines on malicious mobs.” Lumine remarked sarcastically, receiving a glare from (name). The blonde rolled her eyes. “Whaaat, I’m not the one bedridden here.”

“Okay, first of all, I’m not bedridden. Two, malicious people. And three, my injuries aren’t even bad! They overreacted to the whole thing!”

“Yup, because you know more than the medical professionals.”

“Minnieee…”

“…”

“Wife, look at me.”

“…”

“Wife hates me, I should die.”

“…” Lumine shoved the plate onto (name)’s stomach. “Don’t be dramatic. I’m still angry at you for getting into this situation.”

Unfazed, (name) grinned. “Stay the night with me?”

“How? There’s not even a bed here.” Lumine saw (name) opening her mouth to retort and instantly cut in. “And if you say the floor, I’m going to beat the sh—“

“Sleep with me.” (Name) bit into a slice of apple. Lumine paused, looking at the girl incredulously. “What in archon’s name—“

“The bed is big enough,” (name) scooted over and shot a grin her way. “Come on, I don’t bite. And I’d hate to send you out to go home at this time of the night. It’ll be like a little sleepover between us.”

“…”

“Come come!” (Name) cheered. Lumine looked to be contemplating, a hand by her crimson-dusted cheeks. 

“It’s so cold, too. So, so cold…” the hospitalized female hugged herself. “I feel so-so alone too. The world is so cru—“

Lumine shoved (name)’s face back before begrudgingly climbing onto the bed. She stayed by the edge however, still hesitant. (Name) looked smug, in turn. Grabbing a remote by the side of the bed, she turned off the lights and laid down completely. 

“Night night.”

Lumine swallowed, trying to calm her nerves and lay down. Once she had, she faced away from (name), thousands of thoughts running through her head that did not help with keeping composed. Taking a deep breath, she rolled over and nearly fell backwards upon seeing (name) facing back at her. The (h/c)-haired girl grinning. 

“Exciting.”

“What is?”

“Room to ourselves. Bed. Slumber party!”

“… Really makes it hard to believe you’re the same person everyone sees beating guys up almost daily.” Lumine jokingly sighed in exasperation. With a subtle roll of her eyes, (Name) reached out and pinched the girl’s cheeks. 

“Min, you look so pretty under the moonlight.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhm!”

Silence permeated around the room after the last spoken noise, Lumine finding it hard to say anything more. Truthfully, she’d known for a while now and couldn’t deny herself. However, it was still scary. 

She stared back into (name)’s eyes, seeing her own reflection in them with the window shedding moonlight behind her and lighting up the (h/c)-haired girl’s features. 

“(Name), I like you.”

Her heart dropped. What had to have stayed in her mind had left her lips, as if they had a mind of their own. Lumine was horrified. As she hurriedly racked her brain for various ways to retract her words, (name)’s smile put her thoughts to a halt. 

“Mhm! I know.”

“Know?… what?”

“I like you too, Lumine.” 

After feeling nothing but her heart beating in her ears, Lumine could feel her head spiralling. Breath hitching, she unconsciously leans closer with a tremor in her breath. With a casual grin, (name) came closer as well.  

“I remember she said something about sparks, but I didn't know sparks were real, so I thought she was just saying she liked it.” She flicked off the dried paint that stuck to her finger.

“I thought like, ‘sparks fly is such a cute expression to say you feel something special.’ Yikes, I owe a lot of people apologies.”

“A lot… how many?”

“Like… more than ten.”

“So ten plus people told you about sparks and you didn’t think much of it?”

“To be fair, how real does ‘when people who are really meant to be kiss, sparks fly around them. Oh, it’s so magical,’ sound?”

“We can literally spawn a floating pixie and set games anywhere anytime. Also respawn with what, a fried egg?”

“... Okay, fair point.”

(name) looks away with a grimace, sighing as she scratches the back of her head. Aether only chuckles, letting the silence linger for a moment longer before he questioned.

“So you said you liked her back…without feeling any sparks when you two kissed?” Aether spoke slowly, not in a judging manner, just simply trying to digest the information.

“Because I did like her, Aether.” (Name) turned her head to look at him. “You don’t need sparks to know you like someone. It’s not like I was just fooling around with her.”

“Isn’t that the main point of sparks?”

“So all your romantic interests have had sparks with you when you kissed?”

Aether went silent at the question. He didn’t have many romantic conquests, or in other terms, lovers, but like (name) perhaps, he had never felt such sparks either. Choosing not to mention such, the (h/c) female continues. 

“Aether, I’ve been with many people before and somehow, you who I’ve known for like a day or two, is the one who makes me experience it first?” (Name) raised a single brow, eyes half lidded.

Aether paused before hesitantly nodding, seeing the merit in the statement. “Alright, I understand. Sorry.”

(Name) turned her head back to gaze at the ocean. “Anyway, we got even closer after that. ‘More than friends, less than lovers type’, you know?” 

A hint of guilt grew present in (name)’s expression. “I… I didn’t know what to make of it, and I think she didn’t either. We never made anything official. I was afraid… and really really stupidly ignorant.”

“I think that was when it went wrong. People assumed we were a thing and it started getting people off our backs for once. She seemed happy, I was satisfied. I-I think I got confused. It's not like we only kissed once.” (Name) was starting to look more bothered, the hand by her chin moving up to bury her fingers into her hair. 

Aether reached out, grasping (name)’s hand to offer comfort from the composure that was clearly slipping away from her by the second. 

‘Holy ████ that’s why Lumine had a rumor of being into girls back in middle school.’

He thought those were just bitter, rejected suitors being assholes. He kept his tongue though, not wanting to intrude on the delicate atmosphere. 

After a few, (Name) calmed down and squeezed back. “I liked Lumine, I just wasn't sure in what way. That wasn't made clear to either of us back then. So, when my family had to leave the capital to move to Liyue, I guess it only clicked in my head that I was only sad to leave a friend behind.”

“(Name)?”

Lumine approached a lone figure by a secluded alley. (Name) was standing there silently, blood dripping from a clean slice on her cheek. A bat was tightly clutched in her dominant hand, specks of crimson liquid decorating it. 

The blonde’s expression turned concerned, eyes lowering to the surrounding ground. That however, wasn’t much better as the ground was littered with silver and gold coins alike. Blood decorated the metal, along with…strands of (h/c) hair. 

Lumine’s eyes trailed back to the figure of her affections, a blank look having overtaken (name)’s eyes. The female’s hair was cut (very/slightly) shorter in a rough and haphazard manner.

“Your hair…”

“Why are you here?”

“I… I thought you’d be here.” 

Lumine’s eyes darted to the side, heart thumping ever so slightly quicker anxiously. Her fingers lightly fidgeted with her sleeves, fearing the tense atmosphere and the drastic change of tone in the (h/c) girl’s aura. 

“I told you I’d be gone by now.”

“But you’re not, right?”

“Leave.”

“God, (name). Just please talk to me!” 

Lumine’s fingers clenched around her sleeve, her concern dissipating and making room for anger and desperation. She itched to hold onto the figure of her affections, wanting to hug and be hugged for comfort. It was bad enough that she abruptly received news of (name) leaving, but for her to suddenly go distant to the days leading to it? 

“I don’t get it. Why won’t you notice me? Why won’t you–” Lumine breathed out, stepping forwards and grabbing onto (name)’s waist. Her knees buckled simultaneously, sliding down with her head lining up to the (h/c) female’s stomach. 

“Please talk to me. Did I do anything?”

“...”

Lumine trembled, not minding the rough ground pressed against her knees along with unspeakable crimson liquid. She squeezed tighter, devastated by the lack of reciprocation. 

“(name), i…”

“You’re pleading with me.”

The unusually silent female finally spoke, putting a halt to Lumine’s trembles. A hand gently came down to caress the back of the blonde’s hair lovingly. Lumine remained with the side of her face pressed against (name)’s stomach. 

“I…”

“You are.” (name) silenced any doubt. “It’s so cute, Min.”

Lumine’s cheeks burned, although her head was clouded with confusion and slight embarrassment. “I don’t…understand.”

“I thought you’d soon forget about me easier if I left you alone.”

“Don’t ignore me. It’s bad enough you’re leaving, but it’s like you’re entirely leaving me behind now.”

“... I’m sorry.”

“Please don’t leave me.”

“We kept in contact for a bit, but we slowly grew apart. I didn't really think much about this place since I knew it would be long before I’d even come to visit. And as for her… I guess I thought maybe she’d moved on already. After a few months, that's when I met the guy who I soon dated.”

She gazed at the vast ocean. “I guess during one of those days, she took the opportunity to join the Guild's expedition and saw me with him.”

“This is really complicated…”

“Yeah, I’m the asshole, I know. It’s—“

“It was a long time ago.” Aether interrupted. “It wasn’t a good thing you did, but there’s nothing you can do about it now.”

“…”

“You’ve apologized, and she already knows you’re sorry.” Aether gave the hand a comforting squeeze again. “… Are you alright?”

“Aren’t you being a little too compassionate to the girl who broke your sister’s heart?” (Name)’s brows furrow, giving a somewhat cheeky inquisitive look to the blond. Aether rolled his eyes. “I don’t hit girls.”

With a joking scoff, (name) turned back around to face the metal railings. It was silent for a while, with both of them leaving one another to their thoughts. Only the sound of the wind and the water crashing against the concrete wall.

(name)’s eyes wandered over to look at Aether from the side. She acknowledged, “You’re not leaving.”

“Hm?”

“I expected you to make up an excuse and leave.” The tips of the (h/c) girl’s lips rose, a small and slightly mischievous smile decorating her lips. “I figured you’d go ahead and leave to rush and comfort your sister.”

“I doubt it would help her. She was…surprised to see you here and needs to process things. Plus, I don’t think I, the person who's dating you, would be much of help for now.” 

“Dating, huh?” (Name) grins, sending Aether a sly look. “So, what now, pretty boy?”

“What now…”

“Yeah. Still want to be my ‘friend’?” She put emphasis on the word, the previous implication from this morning not lost on either of them. Aether paused, taking a few moments to fidget with the bottle cap. 

“… (Name), I like you. That’s been pretty obvious from the start already, right?”

“Uh huh?” (Name) hummed. Well, this was the quickest one. A nagging voice in her head made this moment so… familiar. Like a big dose of deja vu, for some reason. 

“A-and I know it’s a little early but… I really really… want to know more you.”

“…” (name) sighed, straightening up a bit. “There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me.”

“Isn’t that the point of wanting to know you?” Aether looked away to hide the cheeky smile that arose to his lips. (Name) deadpans, shifting the topic. “I’m definitely not here for a misunderstanding. You’re diving into this with the intention of dating me, right?”

“Well, I…—“ Aether grimaced, nodding bashfully. “Um… obviously.”

The last word came out as a hastened mumble of embarrassment.

“It’s not going to be easy, you know.” (Name) warns. “I have a lot of people um… after me.”

“Like enemies?” Aether leans in with his voice lowered, as if being secretive. A determined look crossed his features. “I can fight.”

 “No, its…” (Name) took a few seconds to gather her words. With a soft puff of breath exiting her lips, she faced Aether hesitantly.

“If we’re gonna date, you may have to defeat my seven evil exes.”

“You have seven evil ex-boyfriends?” His shoulders perked up, startled.

“Seven evil exes, yes.” (Name) repeated with a slight deadpan, as if reminding Aether that his sister was one of them.

“And I have to fight… defeat. Defeat your seven evil exes if I want to keep dating you?”

“Pretty much.” 

“… In one go?” 

“Yeah, um, I don’t know about those, honestly. Probably not.” (Name) looked away sheepishly. Aether jokingly bore an expression showing a deadpan. “Why are your exes ganging up on you?”

“Your twin is literally in the club. Er, league. Whatever the ████ they call themselves.” (Name) leans back and stands straight. “The hell. I don’t even know what they’ve got against me.”

“… Other than the fact that they're your exes.”

“Other than the fact that they’re my exes, yeah.” (Name) repeated in agreement.

The two paused for a moment to stare at one another silently, only to start laughing. The (h/c)-haired female playfully shoved him away a bit. “I’ll let you know, I wasn’t that bad to date.”

“Hmm…” Aether’s brows knitted as he directed his gaze away from (name) and onto the sea. With an obviously fabricated tone of skepticism, he clicked his tongue. “I’ll be the judge of that.”

“Oh, shut up. Let's grab an early dinner.”