#fairyrcts

[fairyrcts]

texts between tattoo artist!matt & cherry!reader

warning - suggestive , cursing , pet names

taglist - @nicholaschavezslut69 @emely9274 @emilyfaith2003 @fallout-girl219 @pvssychicken @courta13 @sophand4n4 ( dividers by @dollywons )

an - something else coming out tdy >_<

[mattslolita]

sooo do i dare apply to ivy league colleges just for funsies :) i mean i know i aint gonna get in but is it worth a try ?

you never know ! i say apply girlie 💌⭐

[camzeecorner]

𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙼𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂

𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙾 ↴

Take it out on me - smut [ @thenickgirl ]

𝙲𝙷𝚁𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙾 ↴

Chemicals - smut [ @ariestrxsh ]

plug!chris catching you ride his pillow - smut [ @raestromboli ]

Not just a yoga position - smut [ @elizabebabe ]

Sucker - smut [ @ariestrxsh ]

My eyes only - smut [ @hanbinics ]

Chris likes girls who don’t like him back - fluff [ @sturnsdarling ]

It’s mutual - smut [ @muwapsturniolo ]

Missed you - smut [ @sturnlsstuff ]

closer - suggestive [ @ariestrxsh ]

Chris gets hard showing you how to kiss - smut [ @ariestrxsh ]

Imagine bsf!chris - smut [ @sweetshuga ]

familiar stranger - smut [ @sturnlsstuff ]

𝙼𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸𝙿𝙰𝙸𝚁𝙴𝙳 ↴

she thinks of me -smut [Matt & Chris] [ @ariestrxsh ]

Playground love - smut [Matt & Chris] [ @ariestrxsh ]

Never have I ever - smut [Matt & Chris] [ @ariestrxsh ]

Love potions - smut [Matt & Chris] [ @ariestrxsh ]

staying over -smut [tara yummy and chris] [ @sturnsdoll ]

𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙾↴

Handcuffed to love - smut [ @anonsturniolo ]

Tattoo artist! Matt Headcannons - sfw & nsfw [ @adorsturns ]

The Magdalene - smut [ @ariestrxsh ]

Insufferable - smut [ @willowrites ]

Caught - smut [ @submattenthusiast ]

Good girls - suggestive [ @hanbinics ]

Greedy girl - smut [ @luvs4matt ]

Show me how - smut [ @ariestrxsh ]

Bite your pencil - smut [ @phone4pills ]

Riding sub!matts slutty waist - smut [ @submattenthusiast ]

neighbor!matt caught with your panties [ @hanbinics ]

shy and sensitive - sfw & nsfw [ @muwapsturniolo ]

Me & u - smut [ @ariestrxsh ]

Ghostface!Matt - smut [ @softspokendove ]

Don’t miss this - smut [ @bernardsbendystraws ]

Flustered - smut [ @chrisweetheart ]

Snowed in - smut [ @darksturnz ]

Virgin!matt eating pussy for the first time - smut [ @sturnioz ]

CEO!matt - smut [ @sturnslutz ]

Level 33 - smut [ @luverboychris ]

introduction gg!read x dealer!matt [ @mattsstarlet ]

diet pepsi - smut [ @mattscoquette ]

lunch date - smut [ @snoopychris ]

𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴 𝙳𝙾𝙴 ↴

Dreams, fairytales, fantasies - smut [ @fairyrcts ]

[dealerchr1s]

⊹ ࣪ ˖ introducing . . .

dealer!chris x popstar!reader ꣑ৎ

— dealer!chris ; partying , music , big fan of popstar!reader’s music , confident , silver chains , rap n R&B music , denim jeans , smells like weed n some cheap cologne .ᐟ

— popstar!reader ; pink , mini skirts , bows on everything , glitter , silver jewelry , vanilla scents , blush , always has her nails done .ᐟ

⌗ authors note - first official au that i've created . i’ve had this in my drafts for like a week ..

© dealerchr1s. all rights deserved. do not copy or modify my work.

taglist : @chrislilcumslvt @sturniolos4life16 @chrissturnioloslvt @giveheavensomehell @m0r94n @fairyrcts @tylerdurdenn222 @emely9274 @kenzieeluby @eilish-sturniolo

[sturniqloo]

~little week dumpie ♡~

xoxo

( felt pretty might delete later type of pics lmao)

@chrislilcumslvt @adoreechxmpion @strnilolover @sharky-the-idiot @victoriassadcorner @cherrysodas06 @cockettechris @itszane @stellasturns @luvleyangeldust @luvrbrii @hearts4werka @fairyrcts @flouqiis @pr3ttylittleslutt

[fairyrcts]

size kink , m.s.

taglist - @pvssychicken , @gothiccvnt6996 , @emely9274

you and your boyfriend, matt, have been together a while. the only sex you'd ever have was soft, slow sex that never really let you have your fun. you always kinda knew deep down that it might've been matt being insecure about his size, even though it was above average, he was new to this and was just getting used to the feeling of you being wrapped around him.

matt thrusted in and out of you at a regular pace, soft moans leaving your mouth occasionally. you never thought he had any kinks due to how vanilla your guys' sex was. "matt, y'so big." the words left your mouth while your eyes were still on his. but that comment seemed to have set something off in him.

"what'd ya say?" his pace began slowing down. "you're so big." you could visibly see matt's jaw tense. his eyes narrowed down before regaining his pace and picking up speed, his cock pounding into you and hitting your g-spot again and again and again.

"yeah? you like this big dick? fuckin' take this cock like a good girl don't you?" matt's breathing got heavier as he slammed into your cunt, the sound of skin slapping echoing off the walls around you two. you hadn't ever recieved this from matt before.

you were such a mess you couldn't even form a coherent sentence. you looked down, finally opening your eyes, and seeing the bulge in you. "fuck, matt!" you came quickly at his new found pace, the knot in your stomach left as your walls collapsed, his name leaving your lips loudly.

matt was quick to follow. he slid out of you, rubbing his dick just once more before releasing all over your tummy. the white substance made a mess quickly on you two and the sheets.

the two of you regained your breath before you let out a breathless chuckle. "wanna tell me what that was?" matt laughed, falling beside you. "let's just say, i needa hear those words more often."

[fairyrcts]

────୨ৎ──── cherry!reader & tattoo artist!matt headcanons !

ᝰ.ᐟ tattoo artist!matt who met you for the first time by doing one of your tattoos

“uhm, no, rachel isn’t here today. you’ll probably be with me this afternoon.” he gave you a welcoming smile while he put on his black latex gloves.

ᝰ.ᐟ tattoo artist!matt who was intrigued by you within moments of meeting you

“what were you thinking?” he asked, preparing his workspace while you laid back on the bench.

“a pin-up doll, near my shoulder.” you spoke softly as matt looked down at you in some sort of adoration.

ᝰ.ᐟ tattoo artist!matt who loves making you his muse for his art

“stay right there f’me… perfect, baby. just perfect.” he breathed out, looking up from his sketch pad a few times as he drew the two bows that sat at the end of your braided hair.

ᝰ.ᐟ tattoo artist!matt who sits with you on his balcony smoking and having deep conversations

“it’s so nice out, tonight.” he took a drag of his cigarette after his sentence, looking out to the bustling city below them.

ᝰ.ᐟ tattoo artist!matt who loves teasing cherry

“matt!” you whined after he took a large sip of your diet coke when you specifically told him a small sip.

“sorry, sugar. couldn’t help it.” he spoke with a sly smirk on his face.

ᝰ.ᐟ tattoo artist!matt who lets you color in his tattoos

“are you coloring the cerberus red? seriously?” he chuckled under his breath as you looked up at him, nodding.

ᝰ.ᐟ tattoo artist!matt who definitely would have some type of claiming kink

“matt, what?” you look at him like he had just said the dumbest thing ever.

“what? you don’t think my name would look good in big ole’ letters across your neck?” he asked genuinely, letting his fingers run across your neck as if he was visualizing the tattoo itself.

۶ৎ cherry!reader who found herself staring from the second she met matt

“stay still, would you, hun?” he asked, slightly quieter than he intended.

you simply nodded, your eyes still sat on his face. the way he bit his bottom lip in concentration.

۶ৎ cherry!reader who loves doodling on him

“whatcha drawin’, sweet girl?” he asked, his left hand stroking your hair while you moved the ballpoint pen on his right.

“i dunno, ‘m jus’ doodling.” she giggled to herself.

۶ৎ cherry!reader who leaves her kiss mark on him

“look at that. all mine, hm?” you smiled down at the brunette that sat on your bed, his cheek and neck covered in your lipstick.

“yes ma’am.” he nodded, snaking his arms around your waist, pulling you down on him in the process.

۶ৎ cherry!reader who likes watching matt draw

his pencil moved rapidly on the paper while you stared. the way his veins became more prominent in his hands, how his brows furrowed while perfecting his art.

“what? why’re ya lookin’ at me like that?” he huffed out a laugh. “just admirin’ you is all.” you smiled.

۶ৎ cherry!reader who leaves little hand-written letters for matt before he leaves for work

‘bye, handsome ! i love you , xoxo’ the end of the small note said. he smiled to himself, tucking the note in his pocket as a keep-sake.

۶ৎ cherry!reader who wears matt’s favorite pair of red, laced panties

“wearin’ those for me, doll?” he leaned down to whisper in your ear after noticing his favorite pair of your panties peaking through your jeans when you bent over.

۶ৎ cherry!reader who adores telling matt she loves him an excessive amount

“i love you.” you smiled, legs crossed sitting in front of him. “i love you too, beautiful.” he leaned in, pecking your nose lightly.

“like a lot.” you added. he rolled his eyes lightly. “i know you do. that’s the 13th time in the past five minutes.”

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ author’s note !

AHHH aren’t they the friggin cutest?? also like mentally i’m thinking like matt’s sorta older (late 20’s or early 30’s) and cherry’s younger so she kinda makes him feel like alive?? YOU FEEL?? but idk cuz i also wanna make a dilf!matt au so i gotta think this out

╰┈➤ˎˊ˗ taglist !

@pvssychicken @emely9274 @emilyfaith2003 @nicholaschavezslut69 @sophand4n4

[fairyrcts]

PINK MATTER , N.C.

by fairyrcts contents - intended lowercase , cursing , pet names , 2nd person , smut , unprotected sex (not recommended) , sex tape , praising , breeding kink , more ¿

an - i'm in love with nicholas chavez sooo sturniolo triplets stories are on a pause. also ik i said it like 10 times, but i apologize for not releasing anything lately! promise to get back on the grind soon.

taglist - @pvssychicken , @gothiccvnt6996 , @emely9274

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you sat on your boyfriend's lap, leaving marks all up and down his torso. the camera captured the scene, nicholas' eyes looking over every now and then.

you reached his pant zipper. you eagerly pulled it down, revealing the tent under his jeans.

standing up, you took off your dress in one motion. the pink lingerie caught his eye, his brows raising as he let out a deep exhale.

"c'mere." he merely spoke above a whisper while he tugged down his own boxers, his member sticking up.

you let out a soft gasp at the sight, still not used to it even after a year of being together.

he pulled you closer by the waistband of the lacy, pink panties that sat on your hips.

pulling them to the side, he sat you on his lap, burying his cock deep inside you.

your head fell back while nic's fell into your shoulder, the two of you moaning in unison.

he thrusted himself up and in you, his tip applying pressure to your g-spot.

"n-nic. mm, you fuck me so good." you let out softly. he began leaving soft kisses on your shoulder before pointing to the camera.

"say it once more." his voice mumbled against your skin while your eyes darted to the camera.

"oh, nic. fuckin' me so well." the praise left your lips, the eye contact heavy between you and the object currently filming you and your boyfriend.

"that's right, baby. that's exactly right." he whispered into your ear, his speed quickening.

the camera set focused on the two of you as your orgasm overcame you. the liquid mixed with his own as he came in you, your name exiting his mouth like a mantra.

"we should've soft launched that shit instead." a chuckled left his lips as you lightly smacked his shoulder, both of you breathless.

[bsturnzmtts]

Taglist p.2: @ilovechrissturniolosposts @idgaff123 @katie-tibo @m11rx @titinamartines

@mynbbys @sturnobsessedwh0re @kayla-hearts4sturniolo @screamssoloud

@sturnslutz @strangelife122 @trevorsgodmother @xoxonothingbutu @katie-tibo

@delilahsturniolo @sturnzslut19 @priscillaog @marrykisskilled @mattsgold

@mattsbrat @17twelch17 @sturnioloangell @ivammbb @coquettechris

@floralsturniolo @slut4chris888 @lizzyzzn @leaheclipse @yeahthatsdefinitivelyme

@emely9274 @yeahthatsdefinitivelyme @sophand4n4 @fairyrcts @shadowthesim

@forgottxen

White lace

From older bf! Matt x sweetheart! Reader au

Contains/warnings: pantie stealing, innocent reader, masturbation, mention of virginity loss

After two months of dating, the most intimate thing you and Matt had had done was making out. He respected your boundaries completely, knowing you weren’t ready for anything more, and he was okay with waiting especially since he knew you were a virgin. But sometimes, he couldn’t help but let his eyes linger on you, on the way your clothes hugged your body or the softness in how you carried yourself.

Matt was at your house, waiting in your room while you grabbed something from the kitchen. As he glanced around, his eyes landed on your dresser, one drawer slightly ajar. His breath caught when he noticed a hint of white lace peeking out.

He hesitated, glancing toward the door to make sure you weren’t coming back yet. Curiosity and something deeper got the better of him. Slowly, he reached over and tugged the drawer open just enough to see them.

His heart raced as he picked up the delicate fabric, his fingers brushing over the lace. He knew he shouldn’t, but he couldn’t resist. Folding them carefully, he slipped them into his pocket just before you walked back in, completely unaware of what he’d just done.

Later when Matt was home…

Sitting on his bed, Matt carefully removes the lace underwear from his pocket, holding them up to the light. He runs his thumb over the delicate fabric, his mind wandering to the thought of you wearing them. He can't help but imagine how they would look on you, how soft they would feel against your skin. Matt's imagination runs wild as he pictures you in the matching bra. The way the lace would hug your curves, the way the white fabric would contrast against your skin. He can almost see the gentle swell of your breasts, the way the straps would sit on your shoulders.

Without even realizing it, Matt's body is reacting to the mental image. The bulge in his pants grows more prominent as he continues to think about you in the delicate lingerie. He bites his lip, trying to reign in his thoughts and desires, but it's no use.

He lies back on his bed, the underwear still clutched in his hand. His free hand slowly moves to the bulge in his pants, giving it a gentle squeeze through the fabric. He knows he shouldn't be thinking of you like this, but he can't help it.

"Fuck..." he breathes out quietly, pushing his pants down slightly to free himself. His hand wraps around his hard length, stroking gently as he continues to picture you, the way you'd look, how sweet and innocent yet incredibly sensual…

His hand moves faster, his breath coming in short gasps as he imagines slipping those lace panties aside and pushing his way into your untouched, virgin warmth. He can almost feel your tightness wrapped around him, your innocence is something he can't resist. "Shit, shit, shit..."

A moan escapes him as he continues to stroke himself faster. The image of you in those lacy garments, the way you might blush so prettily at his every touch. His hips lift slightly off the bed, imagining he's burying himself deeper inside you. "God, sweetheart..."

The thoughts become overwhelming, and Matt's pace quickens, his breaths turning to panting. He's imagining how you'd taste, all sweet and innocent, and how shy and flustered you'd be as he explores every inch of you. He can almost hear your soft whispers, your delicate sighs...

Matt's body tenses as his climax approaches. He imagines burying his face between your thighs, tasting your sweetness as you melt beneath his touch. "Fuck, yes..."

A low, guttural groan rumbles in his chest as he pictures you squirming beneath him, your face contorted in pleasure and surprise as you reach your first orgasm. The way your body would arch, your mouth parting in a silent cry.

With a muffled groan, Matt finds his release, his hot seed spilling into the lace panties he's been fantasizing about you wearing. He collapses back on the bed, panting and clinging to the delicate fabric.

As he catches his breath, Matt looks down at the soiled panties, a soft smile on his face. He knows he should be ashamed, fantasizing about you like this, but he can't help it.

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[fairyrcts]

introducing.. cherry!reader & tattoo artist!matt !

˙ . ꒷ 📷 . 𖦹˙— shameless by the weeknd , tattoos , calvin klein , heavy cologne , physical touch , morning fog , overly protective , cigarettes after sex , jealous , soft spot for cherry , eye contact , musky scents

˙ . ꒷ 🍒 . 𖦹˙— cinnamon girl by lana del rey , cherries , dark red , electric guitar , cigarettes , saint laurent , smudged lipstick , diet coke , silk dresses , mary janes , hair barretes , hand-written letters , vanilla candles

જ⁀➴ authors note !

i originally had this idea for chris but then i was like… let’s switch it up. anywho headcanons for the two will be out today guys. they’re gonna be so cute i promise

જ⁀➴ taglist !

@pvssychicken @emely9274 @emilyfaith2003 @nicholaschavezslut69 @sophand4n4

[fairyrcts]

wish you were sober , c.s.

taglist - @pvssychicken , @emilyfaith2003 , @emely9274 , @nicholaschavezslut69

the music buzzed through the party room loudly. you stumbled through the large crowd into the kitchen again, the red solo cup that contained some sort of alcoholic beverage sloshing around in your hand. you sat it down on the counter as you grabbed the bottle of tequila instead. that was until you were stopped by someone else taking it from your hand.

“i think you’ve had enough to drink tonight, hm?” he chuckled lowly, setting the tequila aside.

it was chris, of course it was chris. he was in the same frat as you and you both spent a lot of time together because of it. you didn’t know each other too well, but you knew him good enough to be fond of his teasing. “mm, no.” you slurred your words, causing a huff of a laugh from chris’ end.

he put an arm under yours for support as he practically carried you through the large turnout. “c’mon, let’s go back.” his voice quietly whispered into your ear while the two of you walked out the door.

“you know, i like you. you’re nice.” you murmured against him. he looked down, giving you a look. “that’s the alcohol talking.” he brushed it off. he lead you into your guys’ frat house and gently sat you on the couch.

you smiled up at him, your eyes red as they made contact with his. “mm mm,” you shook your head “i really like you.” your words hung in the air, the tension unaware to your drunken mind. he sighed, sitting down beside you.

“god, i wish you were sober.” he muttered to himself, giving you a small tight-lipped smile while your eyes fluttered, clearly close to falling asleep.

he watched as you became quiet and drifted off, wondering what’ll happen in the morning. if you’ll regret it or reassure him that you meant what you said. or if you’d even remember what you’d admitted to him.

[fairyrcts]

WHY WHY WHY , M.S.

by fairyrcts contents - (unresolved) angst , intended lowercase , pet names , 2nd person , pregnancy , cursing

warning ! - this may be triggering to some readers as this story does include pregnancy and abandonment. please read with caution.

an - i unironically love shawn mendes and i needed some dad matt stuff :P

taglist - @pvssychicken , @gothiccvnt6996 , @emely9274

you'd woken up feeling absolutely terrible. you were sick to your stomach, throwing up every now and then.

matt sat on the bathroom floor beside you, rubbing your back in attempt to sooth you.

"this is so weird. you were just fine yesterday." he mumbled to himself.

"i fuckin' know."

you had no idea what came over you today. no one at work was sick, you hadn't eaten anything bad. you were confused as to why this was happening.

matthew knew you hadn't been in contact with anyone who was ill and you hadn't even left the house in a day or two, so he was confused himself.

he felt terrible that all this was happening to you. "do you think it might just be your period?"

his voice took you out of your thoughts. no, it wasn't your period. in fact, you were late. four days late to your period.

"uh, no. i'm pretty sure i'm late." you spoke quietly, scared of the response to what you had just admitted.

matt took a second to process the words that had left your mouth. he began racking his brain with the possibilities.

"do you think you're.. pregnant?" he could barely bring himself to say the word. he wasn't ready to be a father whatsoever.

the words hit you hard. pregnant?

"i dunno.." you managed to let out.

matt's breath audibly caught in his throat. "i- do you wanna get a test?"

you avoided the question for a moment, not knowing if you were even ready to find out.

"yeah, okay." a sigh followed your sentence.

the two of you stood up, walking out to the car in silence. he didn't bother opening your door like he usually does or ask what song you felt like playing.

he was insanely stressed. you'd only been dating 8 months but you were incredibly connected.

you'd moved in together a while back, you'd both met each others parents and to say you loved each other was an understatement.

but becoming parents? that's a completely different story.

he pulled the car into the cvs parking lot. "i'll be right back." he muttered to which you nodded.

when he exited the vehicle, you were left alone with your thoughts.

you knew you probably weren't ready for this big of a thing. having a kid together was huge and you were barely even an adult.

but deep down you knew if that test came out positive, you'd make yourself ready for the situation. and you had no doubt that you and matt could handle this within time.

right?

matthew came back with two boxes in his hand. "i got two just in case."

he gave you a tight-lipped smile to try and give you some sense of comfort. he was aware you were probably as nervous as he was.

you reciprocated that smile and drove the rest of the way home in silence.

the second you walked into your apartment you let out a deep exhale. you knew this was gonna be a heavy moment.

"uhm, okay. i'll- uh. i'll wait on the couch." matt said, finally managing to make eye contact with you for the first time in fifteen minutes, giving you some hope.

while you were in the bathroom, matt mentally lost it. he had no absolute idea how he was going to handle this if it came back positive.

he began biting his already less than short nails even farther down to the nub. he bit back his lip to keep tears from streaming down his face.

after a couple of moments, he turned his head at the sound of the bathroom door opening.

you stood in the doorway with a nervous look written all over you.

"matt, i'm pregnant." you spoke just above a whisper.

his eyes widened at the new found information.

"seriously?" he allowed himself to choke out.

you gave him a nod, a smile just barely noticeable on your face as you thought about how great this could turn out to be for the two of you.

"y/n, i'm not ready to be a dad. i'm barely 21, i can't be a fucking father." matt stood up, running a hand through his disheveled, brown hair.

your face immediately faltered. "what?"

"i'm not capable of taking care of children right now. i still have my whole life to live." he raised his voice ever so slightly, but enough to cause a few tears to leave your eyes.

"you don't have a choice. you act like this isn't partially on you too!" the words left your lips as you became more and more upset by his reaction.

this is nowhere near how you imagined this would go.

this is not the matt you knew. the matt you knew would tell you it's okay and would support you through the situation.

"it was a mistake! i can't do this!" you weren't the only one crying now as the conversation got more intense.

"that's too damn bad! you have a kid now, matthew! man up!"

matt simply shook his head, looking like he was ready to break down completely.

"i don't know what to fucking tell you, y/n." his voice came out shaky.

"tell me we're in this together! that you and i can get through this! we're a team, remember? what happened to that?!"

"what happened was you got pregnant!" he shouted, regretting what he had said instantly.

"you're telling me that all of a sudden everything between you and i has changed i'm pregnant? mind you, the person responsible for this was you!"

matt remained silent, not even knowing how to respond.

you tried your best not to lose it in front of him before he spoke up again, this time quieter.

"fucking say something, matthew!" you yelled, the words getting croaked up in your throat due to the amount of sobbing taking place.

"i'm sorry, i can't do this."

and with that, he left the apartment, leaving you alone, sobbing in your living room.

[fairyrcts]

TAKING WHAT'S NOT YOURS , C.S.

by fairyrcts contents - intended lowercase , 3rd person , use of y/n , oral (m recieving) , cursing , theft , praising

an - just conjured this up outta nowhere

taglist - @pvssychicken , @gothiccvnt6996 , @emely9274 (header by @issysh3ll )

y/n walked into high end jewelry store. her hair was up in a gold clip, her hand, neck and fingers dripping in gold as well.

it was clear to see she had money. not her own, obviously. she looked like your typical 'daddy's money' girl.

she browsed around the store, the bell ringing once more as a signal that someone else had walked in.

y/n paid no mind to it as she took a pretty good pendant in her hand. she looked around quickly before shoving it in her valentino white bag.

continuing to 'borrow', as she put it, she put more and more simple, gold jewelry into her purse. when turning around from the small earring stand, she'd accidently bumped into a man.

"anyone ever taught you not to sneak up on a lady like that?" she remarked quickly. at the sudden scare, she'd let the tight grip go on her purse as it loosely hung on her arm.

the new angle of the bag gave chris a good look into it. it was packed with stolen things that were all once on display.

"anyone ever taught you not to steal?" chris cheekily smirked at the girl in front of him.

her eyes went wide and her cheeks turn a shade of light pink. "what makes you think i'm stealin'?"

"oh, i dunno, maybe the tons of jewelry in your bag or the fact i just witnessed you." he rocked himself from heel to toe with his hands in his pockets.

"i- look, don't say nothin'. please." y/n rolled her eyes and pretended to be annoyed to hide her nervousness.

"why should i, though? i mean, i don't see why i shouldn't do the right thing. do you?" his smirk reappeared on his face before y/n scoffed.

"i'll do anything, just- please?"

"anything?"

damn it, she probably shouldn't have said that.

"well, i'm not a prostitute, asshole. just, whatever. what do you want?" she was clearly done with this. she mentally cursed herself for even getting caught in the first place

chris chuckled at her comment slightly. he grabbed her hand and began walking.

"what's your name?" he asked the girl who clearly didn't want to be in this predicament.

"y/n, why?"

"so i say the right name while ya blowin' me." he turned his head and shot her a wink. y/n looked outright disgusted.

but she wasn't complaining. not that this was her preferred method of blackmail, but she didn't mind it.

chris dragged her to one of the family bathrooms in the mall and locked the door behind them.

"a family bathroom, how cliche." she spoke as she looked around the small, square room.

"ya alright with this?" chris asked before he started to unbuckle the belt that was holding up his jeans.

"yeah, i don't care." she rolled her eyes while he slipped out of his pants, throwing them to the side.

"on ya knees."

"i'm sorry, and get my knees black from this floor? i don't think so." y/n crossed her arms, a pout on her lips.

"wanna try that again? less bratty this time, hm?" he spoke lowly, a smirk playing on the boy's lips.

she rolled her eyes once more. ultimately, she got on her knees, her dress riding up her thighs as she kneeled.

chris smiled down at her as he tugged off his calvin klein boxers, his dick sticking upright.

y/n's went wide, blinking a few times to make sure she wasn't seeing thing. she slowly began swirling her tongue along his tip, chris's head going back.

she removed her lips to spit on the boy's cock, using her hand to stroke it even. she put what she could fit into her mouth, her hand going up along the rest of his shaft.

chris's hand instinctly moved down to her hair, grabbing a handful and gently tugging it. moans started erupting from his mouth at the feeling of her lips bobbing on his length.

"ooh, fuck. y/n, damn it!" his bottom lip quivering as he spoke small praises to the girl.

his movements became more aggressive as he thrusted his hips in her mouth and yanked her hair while she sucked him off.

chris's sentences were now incoherent. y/n had tears streaming down her face as she still looked up into his lustful eyes. she gagged on his cock before he came without warning.

the warm liquids filled her mouth while she swallowed them down, a gasp leaving her mouth afterwards.

y/n stood up and brushed her knees off, chris catching his breath as he leaned against the wall behind him.

"you should start stealin' more often." he spoke, breathless.

"you should start catching me more often." she smiled up at him.

"i'm chris, nice to meet you." his words caused the two of them to laugh.

[fairyrcts]

DREAMS, FAIRYTAILS, FANTASIES , N.D.

by fairyrcts contents - intended lowercase , 3rd person , use of y/n , unprotected sex (not recommended) , cursing , praising , semi-public sex , male masturbation , virginity loss (not mentioned) , mommy kink , overstimulation, breeding

an - ik y'all said you wanted chris fic first but i was too eager to write the nate one

taglist - @pvssychicken , @gothiccvnt6996 , @emely9274 (header by @issysh3ll )

y/n walked up and down the rows of seats as she tidied up after the hockey game.

her father was the coach, so she always stayed later after the games to pick up anything left behind and help her dad with whatever he needed.

she'd bent down to pick up a foam glove that was left. her light blue mini skirt rode up her thighs as she reached down.

nathan, who was taking off his gear in the bench area, had thought everyone including y/n had left.

he'd always see her with her dad during the pre-game pep talks, sometimes she'd sit and watch them at practice, or just cleaning up after everything had been finished.

although the only thing he knew about the girl was her name and father's name, he had the biggest crush on her.

he'd glance over at her in her skirts and lacy tops or tight, soft colored dressed that made him want a taste of every curve on her body. her innocence and naivety made him want him for himself even more.

unknown to him, y/n had a slight thing for him too.

when he'd take off his helmet and his hair would stick to his forehead as he panted. or when he'd take his jersey off after playing and he'd be left in his white tanktop, his mucles shining due to the sweat.

she'd direct her gaze towards him every time she'd watch the team play or practice. seeing him get sweaty and angered out on the ice had to be one of the most attractive things ever.

nathan stood up with his skates and pads in his hands. he walked out of the closed in area and into where the seats were. he glanced around for a sec before his eye's landed on y/n.

she was bent over, picking up things from the floor. her skirt was way up and her pink lacy panties caught his attention.

he was in a state of shock for a moment as he stared at the unaware girl in front of him.

he walked closer, deciding to speak to her.

"hey, y/n. i didn't know you were still here. your dad here still?" nathan spoke in breathy tone, causing y/n to whip around.

"hm? oh, yeah. no, he left a little bit ago but there was still stuff to be cleaned up. you did really good by the way. my dad says you're pretty talented." she gave him a toothy smile as she talked to the brunette.

nathan's grin became wider as those words came out her mouth. "thank you, really."

"yeah, anytime. well, i'll be here for a bit longer, so if you need anything just let me know." she was a very generous person.

generous enough to help with the ache in his pants? no, no, he shouldn't be thinking that stuff.

"will do. nice seeing you." he reciprocated her smile and made his way toward the locker room.

nate immediately yanked his clothes off, tughing his pants off as quick as possible.

he sat on the bench in the locker room as he pulled his boxers down to his ankles. his tip leaked pre-cum, it dripping down his length.

he balled his hand into a fist and began stroking himself. he was so sensitive just his own touch caused him to moan out loudly.

he let a line of drool leave his mouth and onto his dick. "mm, fff-uck, y/n. i- holy shit, keep goin'."

he imagined y/n's mouth on his cock, her throat stuffed and her lips puffy from his length.

y/n finished cleaning the bleachers and made her way towards the garbage can that sat beside the entry to the mens locker room.

she threw away all the trach she'd collected and was getting-ready to leave til' she heard her name being called.

"mm, y/n. jjust like that, yes ma'am."

she tightened her thighs together to keep her mind away from the wetness in between them.

she cracked the door open slightly, nate's head turning the second he heard the creak of the hinges.

"i- i'm sorry, i didn't know you were in here. sorry." her words were rushed as she shut her eyes abruptly.

nathan panicked to get his boxers back on. "no, shit. no, uh, youre good."

"uh, were you calling me?" she asked, her voice unintentionally innocent as she opened her eyes slightly. her eyes went wide at the sight of his dick, fully visible from his boxers, a small wet stain were his tip sat.

"uh, nope. wasn"t callin' ya. must've been like, uh. i dunno." nate's eyes looked everywhere but her as if trying to take away the attention.

y/n let out a soft giggle at the sight of him awkwardly trying to end the damn conversation. "i mean, it's alright. you're not very quiet. do you, uh.. need some help?"

her tone sent aches through his body, his cock pulsing through his underwear. "i-i, i'm sorry? say what now?!"

she chuckled once more at his stuttering voice. "c'mon, just sit back. let me show you."

nate thought he was living one of his own fantasties as he wobbled back onto the bench beneath him.

y/n undid the bow in the back of her shirt and pulled down the skirt she wore with it. she was left in her bra and panties, which she took off slow and seductively.

she now stood naked in front of the brunette boy. nathan's eyes just stared at her as he was frozen and stiff. if you squint, you could see his dick get even harder under his boxers by the second.

she scooted closer to him. "wanna take it off for me?" her voice was low as she played with the waistband of his underwear.

"i-yup." his obedience was so attractive. she knew he'd listen well.

he quickly yanked them off before sitting back on the warm bench.

y/n straddled him, his dick not in her cunt quite just yet. she began sucking on his neck to get him just a bit more excited before finally letting her hips move down onto his soaked cock.

the sound of her dripping pussy and his absolutely messy cock made nate's mind fuzzy.

he let out a loud, guttural moan at the new feeling. "holy fuck, mommy- fuck! i-"

he couldn't even form a coherent sentence just one pump in.

"just relax. i've got you." her words were hushed as she whispered into his ear.

she slowly moved her body up and down his length, going all the way off and back on him each time.

the feeling of her tight cunt on his absolutely aching dick was already too much for him.

"mo-mmy, no, please keep goin'."

y/n couldn't say no to her handsome boy. happily, she obligiged, bouncing herself up and down on his dick.

after only a few minutes, nate was so close. "fffuck, i c-can't no more. pleasepleaseplease."

"nuh uh, you can keep going, be a good boy for mommy , hmm?"

her voice sent him over the edge. he just couldn't anymore. he needed to release and make a mess inside of her.

"pleaseee, i need to. i-i've been good!"

he had behaved and listened fine the whole time. she debated wether or not to let him or have more of her own fun.

she ultimately chose to let him for his benefit. she'd enjoyed teasing the boy enough.

"mhm, go ahead." and almost instantly, he came all inside her. the moan he let out was louder than before as he let his juices release in the girl's pussy.

"good boy." she whispered softly in his ear before she stood up, nate wincing lightly.

"b-but, i didn't get to make you feel good."

"some other time, baby."

[fairyrcts]

MAD SOUNDS , C.S.

by fairyrcts contents - smut , public sex , unprotected sex (not recommended) , intended lowercase , 2nd person , cursing

an - i like this alot guys

taglist - @pvssychicken , @emilyfaith2003 , @emely9274 , @nicholaschavezslut69

“and lastly, chris and you will go to the classroom.” colby assigned you. he gave him and sam the hallways and matt and nick the principal’s office. you four were on sam and colby’s channel as guests. you were exploring the haunted farrar elementary. chris forced you to come along, of course.

you gave colby a nod as you and your boyfriend walked with a camera in his hand, the other one holding yours. yikes, he was sweaty. “i’m scared.” you mumbled, the camera picking up on it, along with chris whispering that it’ll be okay. it was prominent that he had his own fears.

the two of you walked into the supposedly haunted classroom, taking in the sight of it. some desks were moved around, there were algebra expressions written on the chalk board and bookcases near the back. you let out a shaky sigh.

“it’s weird to think that there was once children sitting here.” chris spoke, only causing a shiver to go down your spine. he started talking to the camera, wandering around the classroom while you stayed near the door. your eyes were set on his figure as he moved around.

you weren’t very vocal in today’s video. not that you weren’t used to being in front of a camera. hell, you’d been in the triplets’ videos countless times. but never had you been in an abandoned elementary that was home to multiple spirits. it made your skin crawl.

chris took notice of how the color left your face. he quickly muttered a small ‘hold on’ to the camera, turning it off and setting it on a student’s desk to see what was up with you.

your boyfriend stepped closer to you, unintentionally backing you up into a table. “you alright?” he spoke softly, his arms curling to wrap around your back. you nodded slowly as you adjusted yourself against him. “jus’ scared is all.”

chris held you in his arms momentarily, kissing the top of your head in some reassuring manner. “have i told you how great you look tonight?” he purred into your ear causing a giggle to erupt from you. “yes, you have. but don’t let that stop you from telling me again.” you moved your head from his chest to look up at him. “why don’t i show you?”

he was aware that this would probably get him in trouble. but frankly, he didn’t care. he was the kind of guy to have sex wherever he wanted, including a school that had ghosts roaming around it. “here?” you asked him quietly, although you already knew the answer. instead of replying he simply let his hands go down to your thighs.

you’d worn a skirt. you had zero intentions of being fucked from behind this afternoon. chris pulled your underwear down from beneath your skirt, the lacy panties falling to your ankles. he gently turned you around and bent you over the desk that you were leaned against from before.

seeing you soaked all for him made his pants a size too tight. without hesitation he yanked his belt off and tugged his jeans, a small thump sound was heard as they hit the ground. he wrapped his hand around himself momentarily, stroking up and down his length to get him started.

chris tucked his bottom lip under his teeth to keep him from letting out any noises of pleasure before he entered you. his eyes rolled back at the familiar feeling that he never got tired of. a gasp managed to escape your lips. he began pumping himself into you.

you couldn’t help but be vocal. you’d never have had to been quiet before, so as much as you wanted to stay silent, you just couldn’t. he placed a hand on your lower back to steady himself as he pounded into his cunt.

“fuck. i love hearin’ your voice.” he leaned down to whisper into your ear. your moans progressively got louder with each praise you received. “chris!” you whimpered loudly. you knew this wouldn’t end well, but he was fucking you too good for you to care currently.

meanwhile, colby and sam who were in the hallways near the classroom you two were in had heard the sounds that came from it. “you hear that?” sam eyed colby. they both listened intently, trying to make out what they heard.

they ultimately came to the conclusion that it must’ve been something paranormal and you’d tell them about it when it was time to collectively check in. the pair went about their investigation while the two of you could care less about a damn ghost.

chris kept hitting that spot that felt so fucking good. his hand that sat on your back slid under your shirt as he spoke. “you’re takin’ it so good for me, angel. i’m close, mkay?” he said his last sentence more like a question, as if asking for permission to come.

you nodded insistently, signaling that you were close to your own climax as well. at just a few more movements, he let out a loud, guttural groan as he came. he let his seed fill you up, white oozing out of you. you followed him, both of your fluids mixing. god, you were messes.

he took a moment before pulling out of you, recollecting himself in the process as he found his breath again. you did the same, your head falling with a sigh as your heart came back to a normal pace. “you’re beautiful, baby.” chris smiled at the sight you before you fully stood up.

he pulled his pants back on while redoing his belt. you turned around and looked at him with a flush face. this was his first time seeing you since entering you. a line of drool clung to your lip, your face red and hair just slightly tousled. god, you were gorgeous.

chris let out a small chuckle while looking at you. he bent forward, grabbing your panties and sliding them back up your legs. “there we go.” he smiled up at you, kissing your forhead once he stood up fully once more.

“we should check in.” you remembered. chris nodded in response. the two of you walked out the classroom, forgetting the camera completely. you met up with the group again in the gymnasium, the rest of them already there.

they were already speaking. you and chris gave each other a look before sitting down at the table with all of them. they then began pressing you with questions. colby interrupted them with “what were those noises?”

your eyes widened. chris, thankfully, played it off by taking the initiative and answering. “we don’t know. we heard them too, it was creepy.” he replied. the rest of the group nodded in understanding while you let out a huff in relief.

[fairyrcts]

oh my gosh. okay i LITERALLY get it, matt hit nick pretty hard and it was dramatic. THEY ARE BROTHERS !!!!

i have two little sisters and i’m sure they’ve wanted to hit me like that NUMEROUS times.

“i felt a pit in my stomach.” OH MY GOSH??? WHY ARE YOU SOOOOO DRAMATIC??? you guys wanna say “that’s not what brothers do.” but then defend ur own toxic actions by saying “i’m just a girl.” THEY ARE EQUIVALENT!!

like yeah that was unnecessary and he is a grown man and it was dramatic for him to suddenly lash out like that… but he literally did NOTHING TO YOU !! and even matt himself doesn’t care.

yall he did NOT hit you he hit his BROTHER i swear it never affected anyone else besides nick and nick does NOT care. please, move on.