#chris sturniolo soft

[chrisbesitos]

Older!chris taking videos of his younger! gf sleeping on him.>>>>

He would fs say “awhhh” while he hears yns little snored and her hands roaming around him arms and body to get comfy

little bear.

Chris and Y/N were having a nap on the couch. This morning, Chris had to wake up early and Y/N couldn't sleep anymore without him. When he got back home, Chris lay on the couch while Y/N was sitting on his lap, yapping about her morning.

"You had a great morning, aren't you, princess?" Chris said grinning, he grabbed her waist, caressing his fingers on her skin.

"Yeah, but working out without you is boring." She sighed, Chris giggled.

Y/N stretched her arms and lay her body against Chris'. He embraced her waist, giving Y/N a kiss on her hair. The girl rested her face against her boyfriend's chest, Chris massaged her scalp, slowly making her feel sleepy.

"You still here?" Chris asked, knowing his girlfriend was drowsy already. Y/N hums in response, with her eyes fully closed. "How can someone sleep that faster?"

It didn't take too much for Chris to fall asleep either. They slept together for a couple hours on the couch, because when Chris woke up the living room was a bit darker than earlier. He couldn't move, because Y/N was laying on him with her full body and he doesn't risk try to move, because he'll wake her up, even he needs to use the bathroom.

He reached his phone on the coffee table, Chris scrolled his timeline for a while. He giggled when he heard Y/N snores, she always does that when she's really tired. Chris couldn't help it, she was too cute to not record. He started to record a video with his phone, filming his pretty girlfriend snoring like a little bear.

"She looks like a little bear." He whispered laughing, the vibration of his laugh made Y/N yawn and squeeze her face on Chris' chest. "Aww, she's so cute."

Y/N pursed her eyebrows and raised her head, she looked at Chris' with her eyes puffy and narrowed. Chris smiled, but Y/N just ignored and turn back to sleep. She hugged her boyfriend's neck, inhaling his scent and reaching for comfort. He giggled, realizing that his girlfriend didn't notice he was recording her.

Almost one hour later, Y/N finally wake up. She was drowsy and lazy, she almost slipped out of the couch, but Chris held her by the waist.

"Did I sleep too much?" She groans.

"Just a couple hours, little bear."

"Bear?"

chris definitely would post this video on his close friends on her birthday 😞

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[sturniqlo]

Just A Taste- M.S

summary: a matt the MUNCH blurb

cw: cursing, SMUT; making out, hickies, oral!f!receiving, fingering, hair pulling, multiple orgasms, squirting

an: cooked this one up really quickly

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"could we live with just a taste? just a taste."- mfasr, h.s

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"Baby, please." Matt says through the swirl of their tongues. "Just a taste, wanna- wanna taste you." He drags a finger down her exposed torso and presses it against her clothed clit. "Fuck!" Y/n whines against his mouth. "Can I? Can I taste you?" He looks up her before kissing along her neck.

"Yes, please. Want your mouth on me." She bucks her hips and his finger presses harder, making her moan louder. Matt wastes no time and kisses down her body, putting her legs over his shoulders. He kisses along her thighs and bites her inner thigh. "Matt!" She hisses. He chuckles against her plump flesh. Kissing up her inner thigh, he purposely misses the place where she needs him the most and kisses her tattoo.

"Fucking love this tattoo." He licks and sucks a hickey onto her skin. "Matt, please. Stop teasing." She sighs. "Okay, okay." He disconnects himself from her tattoo and hooks a finger through her black lacy panties and pulls them down, taking them off. "So wet for me, babe." His mouth waters at the sight of her glistening pussy. His hot breath against her core makes her shiver.

"Who made you this wet, hm?" He places a wet kiss against her puffy clit. "You, you did." She hums in delight. "That's right." He says before diving in and starts eating her out. "Oh- shit! You're so fucking good." Y/n's eyes roll back. "Taste so sweet. Fucking missed your taste." He moans against her cunt, the vibrations making it feel even better than it was before if that's even possible.

Matt licks from her dripping hole all the way up to click, sucking on it. "Just like that." She rolls her hips against his face, pulling on his hair. "Want one of my fingers?" He mutters against her. "Yes, fill me up." She whines. Matt continues to suck on her clit and brings his pointer finger to her hole collecting some of her arousal, drenching his finger before putting it in slowly. "Shit!"

He thrusts his finger in and out of her, still sucking and nibbling on her clit. Y/n cries with pleasure and feels the familiar tightness in her lower belly. "I'm close, don't- don't stop." She tugs on his hair. "Mm, want another finger?" He looks up at her. She nods. "Yes! Give me another one!" Matt disconnects his mouth from her clit and watches as his middle finger enter her hole alongside his other one. "Fuck!"

Matt practically moans at the erotic sight. "Look at your pussy taking my finger so good. I can only imagine my cock. You always wrap around me so nicely." He kisses her clit. "I'm- I'm cumming! Fuck- holy shit!" Her legs shake around his head almost closing, but Matt manages to keep them open. As she rides her high out, Matt keeps on fingering her and licking her clit.

"Matt- I- fuck!" Her legs shake even more. "Give me one more, I know you can." He says. "I- I can't!" Her eyes well up with tears due to the pleasure. "Yes you can. I can feel you squeezing around my fingers already." He connects his mouth to her once more and removes his finger. His hand comes up to her clit and rubs it rapidly. "Shit- I'm- I'm cumming!" She cries, her back arching off of the bed.

"Fuck, baby. You squirted all over my hand and face. So fucking hot." He kitty licks her overly sensitive pussy. "Matt- I can't!" She pushes his head away. "I know, baby. Let me just clean you up with my tongue." He kisses around her lightly. Matt comes off of her and goes up to her to kiss her.

"Did so good for me." He says against her lips. "Gonna let me fuck this pretty pussy?" She nods. "Always, just- just give me a minute." She giggles.

[chrispleasure]

CANT SLEEP, c.s

summary!: chris cant sleep without apologising to his girlfriend, afraid it might be her last night.

not proof read!

the air became heated, you didnt want to shower with chris, which caused him to yell at you. “what! are you afraid of seeing a dick or something?!” he yells, stepping out of the bathroom.

he didnt want to argue, but he felt hurt that you wanted to be alone and not with him. “its not that— im not afraid. i just want some peace.” you stood by the doorway, watching as he undressed himself.

chris took a few blankets and one of his pillows and left the room, carrying the argument further. you decided now was the best time to have your shower, knowing he wont bother you.

as the water become heated, you undressed and stepped under the square shower head. soft hums escaped your lips, “hmm..” you mumbled, leaning back.

the bathroom lights werent on either, which spiked your mood to feel more flirty and sexy. your hand traveled near your wet pussy, hesitant to touch yourself.

you decided against and brought your hand back to your chest, crossing your arms and letting the water take over.

downstairs, chris lies down on the couch cuddled up in his blankets and pillow. silently hoping you would come down stairs and apologize.

it was stupid, you werent the one who needed to apologise. he did. but he was too immature to be the bigger person.

small tears escaped his eyes and went onto the white pillow, he sunk deep intonthe couch. chris wanted a hug, a gesture of love.

he didnt mean to act out like this, part of him was still angry for yelling at you like he did. little did he know he was the last thing on your mind.

you were near the end of your playlist on spotify, the song ending. which meant it was time to get out of the shower and apologise.

which you dreaded, not wanting to see his pretty face. the tears which were most likely streaming down his cheeks.

as you stumble out of the shower, you slip and hit your head on the counter. “fuck!” you wince, letting out a small sob as you sit up.

you instinctively cover the corner of your head with your hand, causing blood to drip down onto it. “mmph- shit, shit..” you sob, rocking back and forth.

you wanted chris’s comfort instantly, but he wouldnt give it too you, you did definitely say some hurtful things too and about him.

after a few minutes of crying, you pull yourself off the ground, getting used to the feeling of your head feeling as if it’s about to fall off.

you scurry and put on the pajamas you left on the counter, stumbling to the bedroom. you didnt even bother going downstairs to say goodnight.

immediately, without a thought, you get under the blankets. moving your body to adjust to the feeling of the sheets.

it feels like heaven, closing your eyes and relaxing. part of you wanted chris cuddling into you, speaking reasurring words into your ear, touching around your breasts to calm you down. but he was all the way downstairs, probably pissed off.

as your thoughts drifted to random things, you fell asleep quickly. your body relaxing in a comfortable position.

but chris on the other hand, couldnt shut an eye. he stayed on the same couch for hours, hungry for cuddles or even a kiss.

he tried, tried and tried, but nothing. just black, no dream, nothing. he couldnt sleep angry with you, or you angry at him.

he sat up, grabbing his pillow. he walked upstairs, tears wet on his face. he was shaking and sobbing quietly.

a few quiet knocks were heard. when he got no response, he decided to walk in. after all, it was also his room.

he walks in, walking to his side of his bed. “baby? you ‘wake?” he asks, his side of the bed sinking a little as he layed down.

you slept peacefully, not hearing anything he was saying or asking. he shook you, moving closer for comfort. “ma, wake up..” he sniffles, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

without question, you woke up, thinking their was an earthquake. you looked to your left, seeing chris’s figure shaking you.

once he saw you were awake, he stopped. looking at you with a frown. “what do you want, chris?” you asked tiredly, resting your head on the pillow.

“im sorry for getting angry.. i just wanted a shower with you, i feel a need to always be close to you at all times.” he apologised, cuddling close to you.

a soft smile played on your lips, feeling happy he apologised. “i also jus’ couldnt sleep without saying sorry. you couldve died in your sleep.” he says in a worried tone.

you chuckled, turning to face him fully. “hey, hey.. im okay. im healthy enough that i wont die for a while.” you rub his cheek, met with the now dried tears that stayed there.

“you cried?” you asked, frowning a little. he nods, putting his hand on your wrist. “can we just cuddle and sleep? i need comfort.” he whines, moving closer.

your body pressed against his, pressing a kiss against his neck a few times before drifting off. “i love you.” you say.

the end!!

[mattsbow]

ㅤ𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 // 𝙢. 𝙨. ୨ৎ

summary: pussy drunk matt (blurb)

cw: oral (f!receiving), pet names, hair pulling, softdom!matt

an: my first work on tumblr im sorry for any grammatical mistakes cuz english isnt my first language

// 532 words

matt was a starving man for your pussy. always. every sex you guys have ends with his tongue buried deep inside you, licking and sucking on your folds until you cum on his face. not like you mind that, though

he holds your thigs, his fingers grip your flesh and you think there’s going to be bruises tomorrow, but it doesn’t worry you right now. you focus on matt between your legs, his breath hovering over your sensitive skin as he does a long, long lick, leaving you gasp for air.

your fingers tangled in his hair, tugging on his strands, your cries in pleasure make him smirk against your flesh as he sucks on your sensitive bud of nerves. you squirm under him, trying to squeeze your legs together, but his head between your thighs doesn't let you do it. he holds you still on your place while eating you out like a drunk man.

little moans and whimpers leave your parted lips when you buck your hips up for him, almost riding his face in pleasure. “shh, b— babe, gotta be patient, ‘kay?”, he raises his head, facing you. your juices glisten on his face when he gives you a little smirk, leaning back to your pussy. this man always knows how to make you scream for more.

you feel the knot tightens in your stomach as matt continues to eat you out, he licks from you dripping hole and makes you yelp, your grip on his hair tightens more and you whine in pleasure. “tastes so—.. so good, baby”

“cl— close”, the first word that leaves your mouth for today. you arch your back, begging him to continue, begging him to make you cum. “know, babygirl, i know”, you can feel a smirk is tugging  on the corner of his lips, he knows he makes you crazy, he always does.

matt continues his assault on your pussy, his licks long and loud across your slick folds. his one hand on your stomach, holding you on place, while his other holds your thigh and leaves little bruises on your skin. he makes you see stars through your half-closed eyelids. when matt feels your hand leave his hair and grip the silk sheets under you, he knows you’re close. he pats your thigh, his breath hovering over your sensitive bud, “cum f’me, pretty”

and only god knows how intense your orgasm is. you cum on his face, a high-pitched moan leaves your lips and you arch your back, letting out little cries in pleasure. matt raised himself on his elbows, a smirk plastered on his face as he leaves little kisses on your thighs, quiet praises lets out from his mouth. he looks up at you and you can see adoration in his face. a sight of your cum over his face makes you blush and you giggle shyly, burying your head in the pillow, in attempt to hide your face.

matt licks his lips, tasting you. he crawls back to you, peppering your neck and jawline with little kisses, “you weren’t that embarrassed a minute ago when you were moaning and letting the whole neighborhood knows who makes you scream”

© mattsbow

[ghsface]

that damn mask - chris sturniolo

Sumary: You see Chris in the Ghostface costume and you can't control what seeing him like that makes you feel.

Warnings: smut +18 orgasm denial, teasing, sexual tension, explicit content, use of fingers, semi public sex, unprotected sex (don't do it), oral f receiving, dom!chris x fem!reader, I don't think I've forgotten anything, if I do, let me know.

A/n: I hope I'm not the only one who has a Fantasy with Ghostface, by the way I'm sorry if there are misspelled words or things that don't make sense, my first language is not English

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The air was charged with energy at the costume party Tara Yummy had thrown for Halloween. Flashing lights and loud music made the floor vibrate as people laughed, drank, and moved around the room filled with creative costumes. But for you, nothing at this party compared to Chris’ presence.

They had both dressed up as Ghostface, the iconic black robes and masks adding a dark and dangerous air to the night. From the moment you saw Chris putting on the mask, something changed inside you. The way the shadow of his face was hidden behind that lifeless expression, the way his body moved with a commanding confidence, made you feel an intense and deep desire that you couldn’t control.

Your mind kept imagining him taking off his mask, leaning over you, his firm and strong hands running over every part of your skin. You felt yourself burning inside, every fiber of your being begging for more, wanting him to take you right there, in the middle of the crowd.

Chris noticed your discomfort almost instantly. He saw it in the way you bit your bottom lip, the way you pressed yourself against the bar, as if you were trying to hide the tension in your body. But he didn't say anything. Instead of confronting you, he decided to make the night more interesting. He knew exactly what he was doing.

Throughout the night, Chris kept teasing you. Every time he passed by, he would lightly brush against you, his fingers sliding down your lower back, his soft, dangerous voice whispering comments that further ignited your desire. He seemed to enjoy the silent torture he was putting you through, knowing that you wanted something he was more than willing to give you... but only when he decided.

You were on the verge of desperation when, in one swift movement, Chris took you by the arm and led you to one of the bathrooms in the house, away from the hustle and bustle of the party. The bathroom was dark, lit only by the dim light that filtered in from under the door, and Chris’s presence filled the small space, overwhelming you.

Without a word, he slowly removed his mask, his eyes meeting yours. His gaze was heavy with intent, dark and dominant. The air grew thicker as he knelt in front of you, his hands firmly placed on your thighs, parting them as he looked at you with that mix of control and desire.

“I want you to remember this when we’re home,” he whispered, his voice low and full of promise.

He didn’t give you time to respond. Without warning, Chris knelt in front of you, his gaze fixed on your intimacy with a mix of hunger and desire. With firm hands, he unbuttoned your pants and slid them down, leaving you vulnerable before him. “You’re perfect,” he said, his voice soft and heavy with desire as his eyes roamed over your exposed figure.

When his lips touched your thigh, a rush of anticipation ran through your body. Chris took his time, leaving a trail of kisses along your skin as he moved ever closer. Finally, his mouth found your clit, and when his tongue brushed against it, an uncontrollable moan escaped your lips. “Oh, God, Chris!” you exclaimed, feeling the pleasure begin to build.

He smirked and continued, his tongue sliding precisely over your clit. “You like it, don’t you?” he asked, enjoying your reaction as he played with your sensitivity.

With each stroke of his tongue, the outside world disappeared and there was only you and the fire he lit inside you.

Chris knew exactly how to touch you, how to make you move in time with his rhythm. His fingers, soft but firm, began to caress your entrance, one of them gently entering while his mouth worked on your clit. The combination of his tongue and finger brought you to a place where words faded away, and only moans and sighs of pleasure remained.

“Chris…” you could barely articulate his name, the feel of his movements filling you with an almost overwhelming need. But he stopped suddenly, his gaze fixed on you with a mix of amusement and dominance. “Do you want more?” he asked, his teasing tone making your body tremble.

“Yes, please,” you pleaded, feeling the pressure building inside you. But Chris was relentless. He stopped, relishing in your desperation. “Not until you beg me,” he said, his voice low and laden with defiance.

“Please, Chris, don’t stop…” your voice shook with need, and he smiled, relishing in the power he had over you. When he finally thrust his tongue and fingers back in, he did so with renewed strength, increasing the pace as they brought you to the edge once more.

With each stroke, his fingers delved deeper into you, while his tongue swirled and caressed your clit, driving your pleasure to new heights. “You’re so beautiful when you let yourself go,” he said, his voice echoing in your mind as you sank into pleasure. “I want you to tell me what you feel.”

“Chris, I’m so close…” you moaned, pressure building inside you, but he stopped again, leaving you on the brink of climax. “What are you going to do to make me let you cum?” he asked, relishing in the struggle between pleasure and frustration.

“I need you, please,” you begged, feeling the edge getting closer and closer. Finally, as your desperation became almost unbearable, he complied. “Tell me,” he demanded, looking at you with that mix of control and desire.

“I need you to let me cum,” you pleaded, and he smiled, satisfaction shining in his eyes. With one determined move, Chris increased the speed, his tongue and fingers working together to bring you to that explosion you had been craving.

The combination of his expert touch and his focused attention on your clit brought you to climax. When you finally let go, pleasure erupted within you, flooding you with a wave of sensations so intense it seemed like time stood still. Chris continued his pace, taking you to new heights as convulsions of pleasure coursed through your body.

“That’s it, good job,” he whispered, his deep voice filling the air as the world around you faded away. Finally, when you steadied yourself, Chris leaned in, his breath hot on your skin as he looked at you in satisfaction. "You're completely mine," he declared, and you knew that tonight had been just the beginning of what he had in store for you.

“This is just the beginning,” he murmured, standing up and putting his mask back on. “Now, enjoy the party.”

You tried to regain your composure, but your mind was flooded with thoughts of what awaited you when you finally got home.

The ride home was a whirlwind of sensations. Chris kept teasing you, his hands playing with you, leaving you completely exposed to his desires without anyone noticing. By the time you arrived, you could barely stand up from the sheer desire that consumed you.

The door closed behind you, and in the blink of an eye, Chris had you up against the wall. This time, there was no subtlety. His mouth claimed yours with an intensity that left you breathless, and his hands were quick to strip you of your clothes. Every touch was a reminder of who was in charge, of how he had made you beg in the bathroom, and how he was now going to fulfill every one of your fantasies.

“I told you you’d remember,” he growled against your ear, his hands gripping your hips as he let you know exactly what was coming.

And then he did, taking you beyond what you had imagined at that party, making you understand that tonight you weren’t going to forget who was in control.

The air in the room became almost unbearable as Chris finally took you completely. There were no more games, no more teases; just a raw, fierce need that raged between the two of you. His hands, strong and determined, held you firmly, guiding every movement as his lips moved down your neck, taking your breath away with each kiss.

The way he looked at you, even with the mask on at times, ignited something even darker inside you. Each thrust was more intense, deeper, as if both of you were releasing all the tension built up at that party, on that night. The sound of your heavy breathing, your gasps, and the echo of your bodies colliding filled the room, creating a thick, lust-filled atmosphere.

Chris kept reminding you who was in charge, his words full of authority and desire, whispering things in your ear that made you shiver.

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited to do this to you,” he murmured, his deep voice, raspy with lust. “Look at me… look at me as I take you the way you want.”

Your eyes met his, and just seeing the satisfaction on his face as he noticed how completely you were given to him made you lose control. Pleasure was building up inside you, a fire that spread throughout your body, threatening to make you explode.

Chris, with the same precision with which he had brought you to the edge in the bathroom, kept you right there, taking you to the edge again and again, but not letting you fall. He made you beg with every movement, with every thrust that seemed to have no end.

“Chris, please…” you gasped, your voice cracking with need.

“Please what?” he replied with a dark smile, not stopping, enjoying watching you squirm under his control.

You couldn’t think, you couldn’t speak, you just wanted more of him, to feel him deeper, to let yourself be carried away by the pleasure he offered you without reservation.

Finally, when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, Chris took you even harder, taking you to the point of no return. You felt your whole body tense, the pleasure enveloping you, making the world around you disappear. There was nothing but Chris, his hands, his body, and the way he made you feel like you were losing control in his arms.

Each thrust brought you closer to the edge, your body shaking as Chris showed no signs of stopping. He was relentless, dominating you completely, and the feeling made you lose yourself in ecstasy. His strong hands on your hips guided you, taking you to a place where only pleasure existed, and his every move pushed you beyond what you thought possible.

Chris was completely in control, his heavy breathing mixing with you as he kept you right on the edge, not letting you fall completely. His words, whispered in a low tone filled with desire, made your body respond with each passing second.

“You're mine,” he grew, his husky voice as his eyes never left yours.

It was a statement, not a question. And you, lost in the intensity of it all, could do nothing but nod, letting yourself go completely. His hands roamed your body with that same precision, seeking out every spot that made you shudder, and when he finally let you fall over the edge, you did so with a gasp, your body shaking beneath his as the pleasure consumed you.

Chris, feeling you crumble, gave you no rest. He picked up the pace, taking you further, making sure you remembered every second, that you were completely lost in him.

When he finally reached his own climax, it was with a low growl, his body tensing as he spilled himself inside you, taking you with him in an explosion of sensations that left you breathless. You both stood there, breathing heavily, the room filled with the echo of what had just happened.

Slowly, Chris slid to the side, but he didn't pull away completely. His hands were still on your skin, caressing gently as you both tried to catch your breath.

“I told you I would make it unforgettable,” he finally murmured, his voice soft, but still full of that authority that had made you lose control all night.

You, still trembling, couldn't help but smile slightly. Chris had given you exactly what you wanted… and more.

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[phone4pills]

HIS PLEASURE Matt x virgin!Reader

smut, p in v sex, rough, orgasm, crying, doggy position, swearing

Matt’s tip slowly aligned with your opening and instantly, a shiver of anxiety shot through you like a flaming meteor through the dark and starless sky that was your body. You’d never felt anything like it. You were new to this type of touch. “M…” You muttered, unable to release the tension of each sensation forming within you.

The dark-haired boy kneaded the soft skin on your hip, gently leaning over you to plant a feather-light kiss on your neck. Your head fell, instinctively, to the side, giving him more space to exert more passion. His hot breaths fanned over the racing pulse that pounded under your skin. His lips parted to nibble at the surface, eliciting a hushed moan from your throat.

Something about your virgin figure on all fours in his bed flipped a switch inside Matt. He’d never felt so deprived of a girl before, so incredibly hungry for her. Something about you had him so feral it was almost dangerous. And although he knew he should take things slow during your first time, his urge to fuck every penny of innocence out of you blinded him, leaving him unable to hold back from ruining your precious being.

So, of course, his little nips became harsh bites that trapped your skin between his teeth. Giving him the ability to suck on your sweet spots, leaving his mark on you as if he were painting a canvas. And immediately, the oxygen was caught in your chest, forming a tight knot of nerves around your erupting heart.

Between his massacres of your pride, Matt spoke to you. “What’s the safe word, y/n? Can you say it f’me?”

You didn’t know. Could you? Your mouth was so dry and you could barely get in a breath, but you managed to force it out. “R-rootbeer.” Matt was sure now. You were ready.

After rubbing up and down his length a couple times, Matt plunged into you. He pulled your waist back and pushed it away, creating more friction between your bodies. Your head fell back, mouth wide open as sounds you’d never thought you could make escaped your once pure lips. It was all so much, the pain, the burning feel of his cock slamming into you, the thought of Matt being buried deep inside you where you’re shaky, worthless fingers couldn’t reach, hitting the spots you didn’t even know existed.

It was almost too much for you, and this became clear when tears began to slip from beneath your furrowed brows. Your sinless, youthful eyes were filled with the warm waters of his ruthless pounding. “M- Matt…”

You choked out a few sobs, your body reacting to his in a fragile way. Your knees began to feel strengthless under his weight, causing your legs to shake. But somehow, with each wet slap of his balls against your ass, you craved more of the boy. More of his pleasure and more of his pain.

Matt groaned into your neck, panting heavily as he gained pace. Soon, his dick was sliding in and out of you faster than either of you could comprehend. Every time his tip rammed into your cervix, you were thrown over the edge. The ball in your stomach grew larger and larger. Sweat was dripping down your face, your body was hot as the sun and Matt’s skin was flush against yours.

You thought you could last longer but when his hand came down on your ass, snaking its way around to fondle your clit, it was game over. Your moans were trapped in your throat again, all you could manage to do was roll your eyes back as your opened lips became wet with saliva. Then you came undone. Releasing your silky clearness onto his cock.

Matt chuckled, watching your face contort to his will. Gradually, his railing came to a slower pace as his tip throbbed within your folds. He pulled out and pushed it in one final time before flipping you onto your back and pushing you down on the sheets. “G’me a hand hm? Make me cum, baby.” He navigated your hand to his erection, wrapping your fingers in a tight curl around his girth. Naturally, he was far too big to cup fully. Your fingers were unable to find your palm around him but it didn’t mean much to him.

You began to toss and pleasure his penis. It was hypnotic, the way your hand milked him effortlessly well. His movements faltered and his brows hardened, a few lines forming on his forehead as you talked him through his orgasm, still rubbing his length at a steady pace and ultimately wringing his cock out of all its juices and allowing the white strings of his warm cum pool on your stomach. For a split moment, you found yourself in control and there was nothing Matt could do about it. All he could utter was a few words of cursing. “Fuck, you’re lewd for a first timer.”

These very words flew to the top of your list. Your list of most touching compliments.

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[stonersturns]

𝚋𝚏!𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚜

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a/n: hello lovely’s!! i’m so sorry about not posting much. school is kicking my ass :( but here’s some filler content.. i’m currently working on a fic, but enjoy this!!

TW: swearing, suggestive content

🏷️: @sturniolo-fann @sturngemini @zariyam

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[chrissminipizzas]

Chris core or nah?

[ssturnstars]

what the ACTUAL fuck.

[gracieabrmslvr]

𓄳 𖥔˙̣ texts with bf matt three! ﹆

back forward

fluff, matt x reader

[chrisbesitos]

Chris calling u all night during the vlog.

“I love mini pizza. Also yn is on the phone say hi baby. She’s in Canada right now” Chris says taking another bite of his food

“hey my lovies I’m in Canada visiting fammmmm

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀chris loves y/n and mini pizza.

"Feeling bad? Mini pizza. Feeling happy? Mini pizza. Sleep bad? Mini pizza. Sleep well? Mini pizza." Chris says, yapping about how much he loves mini pizza. He's spending a week away from his brothers and to increase the experience, you decided to visit your parents in your hometown in Canada. So, he's kinda freaking out without his brothers and his girlfriend. "I love mini pizza. Also, I love my pretty girlfriend, she's on the phone with me right now, because she abandoned me for a week too." He says, with his mouth full with his lovely mini pizza.

"Baby, I need to see my parents!" You say through the phone call, giggling over your boyfriend suffering with the separation like a newborn without his mom. He's being dramatic, like he always is. "I'm gonna get back when you get back in LA and I'm in Toronto, it's not the fuckin' moon."

"It feels like you're on Mars." He huffs, you roll your eyes. "I'm recording, say 'hi' to the video, princess!" He shows his phone screen to the camera, showing you on your pajamas, laying on the couch of your parents house.

"Hi guys!" You wave, smiling big. Chris stares at the screen, smiling like a goofy. "I'm in Canada now, came to visit my parents! Next time, I promise I'll bring Chris with me."

"Please, never let me alone again!"

"You're a big baby, don't you?"

taglist | masterlist

[hxoyl]

The green dino sweater <3

[chrispleasure]

voicenotes chris would send you.. fluff, established relationship

inspired by kiemiu! i cant tag her for some reason !

one: i saw this uhm.. ( 2 second silence ) pink nailset you wanted, and i may have bough it for you— ill you come over? maybe i can help you do them?

two: so i was out today with nick and madi, and i picked out a couple tops for you. i didn’t know what size you were so madi helped me out. your about.. her size? right?

three: hey, sorry for calling you at this hour of morning. i-i have to cancel our plans today. mom called and she needs us back in boston for a family emergency. i hope you understand. but- yeah, i love you.

four: hi baby, you left your bra here and i just wanted to let you know. come get it whenever you have time, byeee.

five: ( matt’s voice ) hi, uh.. yeah— chris wanted me to call you, he’s upset about something and wont leave his room. ( chris’s voice ) hi ma, please answer when you can.

six: we just got done filming a car video, and i know your probably busy since your not answering. but do you maybe wanna come for a drive with us? just to chill. n’ maybe you could stay over? i miss you baby.

seven: goodnight love, i just wanted to call and ask if your okay? your probably sleeping but i cant help but have a feeling your upset. call me anytime throughout the night if you need me. love you.

eight: im so mad right now— i cant even explain it! ( a loud stomp is heard ) fucking matt decided it would be funny to delete my netflix account! i lost my steve harrington profile picture from season 3! for fuck sake.. ( matt’s voice ) it wasn’t even that bad chris, shut— ( a loud slap is heard ) ( chris’s voice ) i love you, bye byeee.

taglist: @sturnobsessedwh0re @matthewsroses

[ghsface]

Posting tonight, if you want a tag in this let me know💋

[phone4pills]

Nick, babe-

[chrissminipizzas]

It’s sad realizing you will actually never be able to date Chris sturniolo………..