#flouvela

[sturn-saturn]

The Vegas Affair

pairing: matt x fem!reader

warnings: drinking, dry humping, that’s it i think???

a/n: in honor of the triplets turning 21 me and @flouvela collabed on this little fic. be nice pls and happy reading!!

WORD COUNT: 1,803

people always say, "what happens in vegas, stays in vegas."

and boy, were they right.

the whole crew was here. me, sam, colby, tara, jake, johnnie, larray, nick, matt, and chris. we're all here in vegas to celebrate the triplets' 21st birthday. they originally weren't going to do anything, but you only turn 21 once, right?

we all got settled into our hotel, and i'm rooming with matt on this trip; while getting ready for the night, he got a call from the front desk saying the party bus was here to pick us up.

matt and i go out into the hall, knock on our friends' doors, and run to the elevator, telling them the bus is here. i'm super excited because i've never been to parties like this.

we finally pile onto the party bus as the music fills our ears. matt pulls out his digital camera, a relic in the age of smartphones. he's determined to capture every wild moment that happens tonight.

though their career is based on social media, and they put out videos every week, matt wanted to vlog something for him and his brothers to remember: a night with the people he loves.

larray pops the champagne, which catches us all by surprise. "alright bitches! it's time we take over vegas!" we all cheer and hold our glasses out for him to fill.

jake, being jake, gets up and messes with the stripper pole, with johnnie smacking his ass to hype him up while we let out a laugh.

tara and i were in charge of documenting the night for the three boys, taking turns to capture the moments they may want to look back on.

the bus suddenly stopped, signaling our arrival at the nightclub.

this nightclub felt like walking into another world. the strobes of light switching from side to side, the music blasting in our ears, the colorful, sparkly outfits the party girls are wearing, and so much more.

the crew and i stood still to take it all in, and we looked at each other. "i don't know about y'all, but i'm gonna get fucked up!" larray yells, pushing past us as he gets a hold of nick's hand.

after four rounds of shots, we are all completely drunk. i take a hold of matt's camera and turn it around to capture this moment.

"how you feeling party boy?!" i yell over the music.

"i f-feel fine." he yells back, stuttering. "holy fuck. y/n... AM I DRUNK?!"

"you absolutely are," i laugh at him.

he reaches into the pocket of his pants and pulls out his shades that he had on earlier in the day. he puts them on and smiles at the camera, crossing his arms.

"WOAHH LOOK AT MR. COOL GUY OVER HERE!" chris yells as i point the camera at him.

i'm not sure what it is; it may be the alcohol rushing through my body, or maybe the crush i've had on matt for years, but the tattoos that cover his arms, the all-black outfit he has on, and the shades resting on the bridge of his nose are making me feel the things i've been trying to ignore for so long.

"you look so hot," i mumble.

"what was that?" matt asks, as he stands up, hovering over my small frame.

"o-oh, i just said it's so hot in here," i let out an awkward giggle.

"wanna get some air?" he asks, tilting his head to the side.

"no, no, it's okay. i'll be fine," i say, smiling up at him.

matt and i catch up with the rest of our friends, and we have the time of our lives. at that moment, all i can think about is how grateful i am to have found such amazing people.

we returned to the hotel and hugged each other goodnight, heading to our rooms. i place matt's digital camera on the desk as matt and i flopped on our shared bed. i grabbed my head as i winced from the pain from hitting my head on the pillow.

"holy fuck, i feel like my head is about to explode," he slurs.

"i know exactly how you feel right now," i replied, eyes shut.

"hey, y/n," matt calls out. i looked at him, "hey, matt," i replied, copying the tone of his voice.

"you looked really pretty tonight," he says, looking at me.

my cheeks flush into a rosy pink as our eyes meet, my heart beating faster than ever.

"you just looked so carefree and so beautiful. i love seeing you have fun and just be you," he whispers, his hand reaching out to tuck my stray hairs away from my face.

"matty, are you confessing to me right now?" i joke, to cover up how nervous i am at that moment.

"maybe i am," his eyes, holding an intense gaze.

"you're drunk, you fool," i say, averting my gaze away from him.

"so are you, y/n." matt looks deep into my eyes and smashes his lips against mine. my mind took a second to realize what was happening before i kissed back.

he hovers over me as i hook my ankles around his waist, flipping him over. i straddle him, rocking my hips swiftly against his clothed cock, the friction of his jeans sending me to the edge.

he grabs my hips, rutting his cock against my pussy. i let out a choked moan, "feels so good." matt licks a stripe on my neck and i feel him smirk, "does it?" he repeats the same action, filling the room with sounds of heavy breathing and me chanting matt's name like it's a mantra.

unbeknownst to us, the digital camera is still filming and caught every sound we made.

"mine," matt whispers in my ear. the word echoing then the world turns black.

i wake up to the sun shining through the blinds of the hotel room. my head was pounding from all the alcohol i consumed last night. i turn over to see matt's side of the bed empty. i get up from my spot and walk to the bathroom.

"oh good, you're awake," matt says, as he spits the toothpaste in his mouth into the sink. "breakfast ends in an hour, so we should head downstairs soon."

i nod, feeling a little off. matt picked up on it and asked, "y/n, what's wrong? did you sleep alright?"

"i don't know but something feels... off? i don't know how to explain it," i replied, scratching my head as i sit on the bathroom counter, waiting for matt to finish his morning routine.

"maybe, you just need some food in you, sweetheart," he says, smiling softly.

"yeah, maybe," i reply, returning his smile.

after breakfast, matt and i decided to go to nick and chris' room with the digital camera to transfer the footage into nick's laptop. though they aren't uploading it we want to see the affairs from last night on a bigger screen.

"alright, this should transfer onto my laptop in like five minutes," nick claps his hands together.

once the footage is transferred, nick presses play, and we all sit on the couch of the hotel room with our eyes glued to the screen.

there she was, tara with a mic in her hands drunkenly singing the 90's song, "always be my baby" by mariah carey. we all laugh when nick picks up a mic and joins her.

the second clip is larray on the sidewalk, teaching sam and colby "his cool dance moves," as he liked to call them.

following clip was matt and i, attempting a makeshift dance routine and engaging in a heartfelt conversation about our friendship and the future.

"oh my god," matt groaned, burying his face in his hands as we all laughed.

"awh, matty, i'm glad you're my best friend too," i tease him, rubbing his back.

the next clip was matt with his shades on again and attempting to do some michael jackson moves with his leather jacket on.

"ok, guys, enough. this is so embarrassing," he says, laughing.

"wait, there's one more clip," chris says, pointing to the laptop.

we all shift our direction to the screen.

"wait, turn it up," nick says.

all our faces drop in unison as our ears are filled with moans and groans that obviously belong to matt and me.

"no, no, no, no," i say, getting up and running out of the hotel room.

i run to our room and locked myself in the bathroom, crying because of the embarrassment i felt.

i suddenly hear a knock on the door. "y/n... it's me, matt. can i come in?"

i unlock the door to let him in and he closes it behind him.

"y/n. what do you feel right now? hm?" he asks, crouching in front of me on the floor.

"i don't know. I feel embarrassed that your brothers saw that, and I didn't know the camera was still on. i'm so sorry, matt," i rambled as i sob into my hands.

"hey, look at me," he says, lifting my chin with his finger and wiping my tears away.

"you have nothing to be sorry for sweetheart. your feelings are valid. is there anything i can do to make you feel better?"

"i don't know. it's just.. i-i've liked you for so long, and maybe last night was a mistake, maybe it wasn't. if you want to forget about it, i can do that. i can act like it never happened."

"hey, hey, hey y/n. i enjoyed last night. i just want to make sure you're alright. the camera being on was just a mistake, i'm not upset about that, alright? and i've liked you for a while too, you know," he smiles at me, trying his best to comfort me.

we sit on the bathroom floor for a bit before we hear nick and chris on the other side of the door asking if they can come in as well.

matt unlocks the door to the bathroom and the other two walk in.

"are you okay, y/n?" nick asks.

"yeah, just a little embarrassed, i guess," i say looking down.

"well, you know what they say 'what happens in vegas, stays in vegas'" chris says, a smug smile on his face.

"oh, fuck off!" me, nick, and matt yell, looking at chris and we all burst out into laughter.

one thing i'll forever be grateful for is having these three boys in my life. we made a silent vow to cherish the everlasting memories we made last night with our favorite people.

well, i guess vegas have brought us all closer in more ways than one, if you know what i mean.

[kinascum]

wanted to come here and say that human minds, although individual, can think alike when the subject of interest is the same.

Don't waste your valuable time on such a small part of life such as Tumblr fic writing drama, go outside🩶🩶

be kind to each other, it's free on your soul :)

[fratbrochrisgf]

wait @flouvela @missmimii

us pookies?

[lockettesroom]

guys this MIGHTTT be @flouvela

[mattscoquette]

HELLO GF i saw a ribbon trinket and it reminded me of u omg come w me so we can buy it pls 😿

OMGGG THATS SO CUTEY 😭😭😭😭 did u take a pic

[freshloveee]

BABYYYY i miss you ): how are you doing?

THSI IS SO WEIRD BC I WAS JUST ON UR PAGE

BUT HIIII BABYYYY

IM GOOD I WENT TO THE JERSEY SHORE WITH MY FRIENDS HRU

[soupuurr]

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HOLY FUCK I JUST SAW THIS??? LOVE YOU SM

[pearlzier]

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WAAAA THANK U 💓💓💓 LOVE U SM

[sturn-saturn]

guys @flouvela isn’t doing a face reveal again cause i’m gatekeeping her and only i can see her 🙄🙄🙄

[ifwdominicfike]

you give inexperienced bsf!matt his first handjob

── .✦. ──

“are y’sure you’re ready baby? need to hear you say it.” you coo softly, poor boy could barely get a word out without whimpering. “y-yes.. please— just wan’ you to t-touch me!” his hips bucking up as you palm him through the thin layer of his sweatpants.

“kay’ sweet boy..” you begin to slide off his layers, the feeling of the fabric rubbing up against him makes him whine. hiding his face from embarrassment as he let out those sweet sounds you craved to hear. “dont hide from me baby, lemme see your face. yeah?” he slowly brings down his hand, opting to grip onto the bedsheets instead. “please y/n.. need y-your hand”

you smile at his desperation, once his sweats are gone you hook your fingers in his boxers and bring them down just enough to his mid thigh. you’re met with his hard cock, he twitches from the cool air exposed to him. “look at you.. mm— y’so big and pretty baby.” your hands slide up and down his thighs, purposely not touching him where he needs you most. “pl-pleaseee” he whines “please what? don’ know what you want unless you tell me baby..”

he squirms under your touch, growing more frustrated each second “pl- fuck! to-touch me, do anything! please i ne-need you” he pleads, trying his hardest not to do the job himself “good boy, s’proud of you sweet boy. just one more thing, kay?” your hand moves up to his mouth “spit baby, go ahead..” you coax him, a sweet smile adoring your face “y-yes ma’am”

after he does so you bring your hand down to his leaking cock “o-oh! fuck— ye-yes..” he groans, throwing his head back against the pillow “yeah? that feels good huh.. better than your own hand?” he vigorously nods his head, knuckles turning white due to his grip on the bed “f-faster baby.. please!” he breathes out “of course baby, can’t deny you when you sound like that..” your grip tightens around him and your pace quickens “oh- sh- shit! m’gonna fuck!” he hurriedly says.

“y’gonna what sweetheart? come on lemme hear that sweet voice” you tease “come! fuck- fuck! m’gonna come. d-don’ stop.. mmm” his hips moving up in rhythm with the thrusts of your hand “oohh look at you, soaking my hand like a slut. s’that what you are? just a greedy slut who needs nothing but attention, yeah?” your degrading words send him over the edge, thick ropes of white shoot out from him. “fuck! yes- yes, yes!”

“good boy, look at that.. all y’needed was a little bit of mean words and you’re a mess already.” you slowly removed your hand, looking over at matt all spent with his head thrown back and eyes shut from his previous orgasm. once he opens his eyes he’s met with the sight of you licking up the mess that he made.

“fuck..” his breathing heavy, shutting his eyes once more to help him calm down until he feels his overstimulated cock in your hold again. “oh you thought we were done baby?”

- avery’s note ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡-

“WE LOVE YOU SUB!MATT” we all say in unison. i live for sub!matt idc i need that man whimpering and whining underneath me NOW. im surprised i wrote this IN ONE SITTING?? (if there’s errors, shhh) anyway, enjoy bye i love youu !!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 - @ellaapsworld @chrissv4mp @jetaimevous @mattsbrowser @submattenthusiast @flouvela

[fratbrochrisgf]

WIFEY HOW ARE YOU I MISS YOU

POOKIE I MISS U TOO I WAS IN ITALY FOR TWO WEEKS

[fratbrochrisgf]

@flouvela literally pookie

❤︎ you are pretty ❤︎

❤︎ you are kind ❤︎

❤︎ you are strong ❤︎

❤︎ you are brave ❤︎

❤︎ you are dreamy ❤︎

❤︎ you are loved ❤︎

[sirenedeslily]

chris sturniolo sat cross-legged on the couch, scrolling through episodes of ‘regular show’, trying to decide which one to watch. but his focus kept slipping, drawn instead to you, his girlfriend, as you paced back and forth in the living room. you were on the phone with your mom, speaking rapid-fire spanish, venting about something that had gone wrong with the holiday plans.

chris couldn’t understand most of what you were saying, but that didn’t matter. your voice, so full of passion and emotion, made his heart race every time you spoke spanish. his eyes followed your every move, and a grin crept onto his face—he looked like an absolute dork, totally lovestruck.

you hung up the phone with an exasperated sigh and muttered, “mi mamá se pasa a veces…” shaking your head, unaware of how he was staring at you.

chris couldn’t help but ask, smiling stupidly, “what does that mean?”

you glanced over at him, amused by his goofy expression. “i said, ‘my mom goes overboard sometimes,’ but don’t act like you actually care what it means.”

chris shrugged, still smiling like you’d just told him the cutest thing in the world. “i care. it sounds cool.”

you rolled your eyes playfully and smirked. “yeah? would it still sound cool if i said… eres un desastre, christopher? like, seriously. look at this mess.” you gestured to the pile of clothes he’d left on the floor, your tone light but teasing. you knew exactly what you were doing—he melted whenever you switched languages on him.

his blush spread across his cheeks, and his grin only widened. “what’s that mean?”

you folded your arms, trying to keep a straight face, but it was hard with the way he looked at you—like you hung the moon. “i called you a disaster. which you are.”

instead of getting defensive, chris chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, still looking ridiculously pleased with himself. “i dunno, it still sounds kinda hot when you say it. even if you’re insulting me to filth.”

you shook your head, laughing despite yourself. “dios mío, ¿qué voy a hacer contigo? you’re impossible.”

chris leaned back on the couch, his eyes sparkling with adoration. “whatever you just said, i’ll take it as a compliment.”

you picked up one of his t-shirts from the floor and threw it at him. “of course you will, silly boy.”

he caught the shirt and smirked. “that i understood.”

𝒢𝜚 💭 ࣪ ✸ 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ∿ blurb based on this request !! i’m not a latina mami so google translate was used, i apologize primas :3

❝ 𝟐𝟐𝟐 ❞ 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻, @carvedtits @et6rnalsun @wovenribbons @flouvela @eternaldecisions @elizabebabe @ncm9696

❝ 𝟑𝟑𝟑 ❞ 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻, @l34n @sturniolossss @lovingregulusblack @cl1tlover3000 @mattslolita @mattssgf @le4hsblog @brvtall @mattscoquette @chratts-left-ball @jetaimevous @angelesqve @starlace111 @fawnchives @starkeyszn @etherealval @slut4chriss @star-yawnznn @nickmillersn1gf @sturnsmia

© sirenedeslily

[mattscoquette]

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[mintsturniolo]

sleepy cuddles (c.s)

bf!chris sturniolo x f!reader

a/n: i wrote this fic in my head while i was at work. chat i didn't know how to end this one ngl

summary: you wake up and find chris isn't in bed and find him in the dining room working on designs for fresh love

You were confused when you first woke up to find the bed empty. Letting out a sleepy groan, you reached blindly for your phone, wondering what time it was. You frowned seeing that it was two in the morning. Why hadn’t Chris come to bed like he’d promised? Slowly you eased yourself out of the bed, and made your way out of Chris’s room. When you rounded the corner at the top of the stairs, you saw that Chris hadn’t left his spot at the dining room table where you’d left him hours ago. He was leaned back in his chair, rubbing his eyes with one hand as the other hand clicked away on different tabs. “Chris,” you whispered, not wanting to wake Matt who was likely asleep in the next room.

When your boyfriend didn’t respond, you realized he probably had his headphones on you. You got closer and placed a hand on his shoulder causing him to jump slightly. A smile formed on Chris’s face when he realized it was you. “Hey ma. What are you doing awake?” he asked.

“I woke up and you weren’t there,” You replied, holding back a yawn.

Chris gently pulled you onto his lap and you rested your head on his shoulder. “M’sorry. I guess I really locked in tonight,” he replied, gently rubbing your back.

“New designs?” you asked, referring to what was on the screen.

Chris nodded and pointed at a purple hoodie. “We’re bringing this design back in different colors,” he told you.

Too tired to respond, your eyes lazily followed along as he showed you the new clothing items he was about to drop. Seeing you were about to fall asleep, Chris gave you a quick kiss before going back to what he was doing. “Just a few more minutes,” he said. “Then I’ll take you to bed.”

You absentmindedly scratched the back of Chris’s head, earning a content sigh as he worked. Your breathing slowed as you felt yourself drift off to sleep, still exhausted from the previous day’s events.

It didn’t take long for Chris to finish up the project he’d been working on. Closing his laptop, he glanced down at you, still sleeping in his arms. He didn’t want to wake you up. You were so peaceful, arms hung limply over his shoulders, and your breath on his neck. He traced circles on your back, causing you to stir. “A few more minutes,” you murmured, not lifting your head.

Chris let out a soft chuckle, as he kissed the top of your head. “I’m gonna take you to bed okay?” he said. “But you gotta stand up. I can’t carry you down the stairs.”

You let out a groan in protest as Chris helped you stand up. Chris led you down the stairs to his bedroom where you immediately curled up in the bed. After changing into a pair of sweats, Chris joined you, pulling you close to him. “I love you,” Chris whispered.

“Love you too,” you hummed, half asleep.

Chris couldn’t take his eyes off you as you dozed off. The way your lashes gently fluttered against your cheeks, and your content hums turned into soft snores as you fell into a deep sleep. Feeling his own eyes getting heavy, Chris kissed your cheek before dozing off himself.

Taglist

@dirtylittleheart333 @sturniolo04 @yourenogoodforme @flouvela @mattyblover07 @sturnioloveniamh @slutforsturniolos @ivysturnss @ksturnz @emely9274

[ovrour]

𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ─── matthew b. sturniolo.

# 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 . . . matthew b. sturniolo x gf!reader

# 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 . . . matt is so inlove with you.

# 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐘 . . . fluff!! (a little surprise at the end hehee)

# 𝐖𝐂 . . . 0.4k

# 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 . . . angel baby by Rosie and The originals

He was so mesmerized by your beauty.

“Baby, how do I look?” You asked Matt, walked out of the dressing room. He was speechless, Matt thought you looked out of this world.

“Baby?” You repeated. He hummed finally hearing what you said. “I-i think you look amazing baby.” He replied, clearing his throat. “Are you sure? I feel like I look fat.” You responded looking in the mirror. “Honey, you don’t look fat at all, baby.” Matt stood, walking towards you. Matt wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your cheeks.

“Okay okay fine.” You sighed, a small giggle slipping from your lips. You turned around to face him, “alright sweet boy, I got a couple more dresses to try on and we can go okay?” Matt just smiled, going back to his spot. Matt liked all of the dresses you tried on, but his favorite was the blue one.

He loved the way it was strapless, the way it hugged all your curves, but most of all, he liked the way you smiled when you looked at yourself in the mirror. “Baby, you HAVE to get this one. I think you look like a goddess.” He meant every word he said. He didn’t say it just because you're his girlfriend, or because you’re going to be his future wife. But, because it was all true. Every word Matt said was true, and he knew it.

“Are you sure? Do you like it?” You asked, a smile plastered on your face.

“I love it, sweet girl.”

“Okay, yes to the dress then.” You replied, with a small giggle. You noticed Matt didn’t say anything to you, he just stood there, head on your shoulder, and he was just zoned out.

“Baby, is everything okay?” You asked, worried he was rethinking his answer. “Sweet boy?” He took a deep breath, and smiled.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah pretty, why?”

“I said I would get the dress.” You repeated. “Wait, really?” Matt smiled like a little boy. “Yes baby, of course.” You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck. “God” He sighed. You giggled.

“What baby?”

“You’re so beautiful. I’m so lucky to have you baby.”

“And I’m even luckier.”

In that moment, Matt pressed his lips to yours, it was sweet, and delicate. After you pulled apart, Matt quickly pulled out a small box, getting on one knee. There was no way this was actually happening. Was it a fever dream?

“Y/n L/n, you’ve been my best friend for years. Throughout these years you’ve always been there for me. Even when I wasn’t around much for you. I promise to cherish, and love you forever and more. Will you Marry me?” Matt spoke, tears starting to swell. “Yes, I will!” You laughed, watching as he put the ring on your finger. He quickly got up, kissing you over and over again. For all he knew,

you were his god given solace.

A/N: I feel like this is super shitty cs I’ve never written anything like this before omg

©️ ovrour

taglist!! @flouvela @missmimii @sturniolosarethebest @stvrnmc (comment if you would like to be added!!!)