#i got one of my friends to start reading it cause he's voicing matt for me in the audiobook

[all-for-the-hyperfixation]

Neil shook his head. "Kevin will talk to him when we get back." "I didn't say that," Kevin said. "But you're going to," Neil said. "You already walked away from him once knowing what Riko would do to him in your absence. Don't do it again. If you don't protect him now, his death is on you."

oh Neil. you perfect little manipulator you. He's so good at calling out what exactly gets to people to get under their skin or have them do what he wants. I love it pfpfpt. ALSO. Neil cares so much about people and like- idk how to articulate this but seeing the way he and Andrew care about their people is so.. good. It's not done in a way where people would clock it as a weakness and that goes hand in hand with their upbringings and experiences and it so fascinating and just. EUGH. but yea anyways, I'm almost done rereading The Kings Men and I just.. i love these characters so fuxkin much, man.

[dissolvedprincess]

Birthday Girl

✷ cw : 18+, nsfw, female reader, vaginal penetration, oral sex, unsafe sex, threesome, exhibitionism, voyeurism, porn with a bit of plot ✷

(Not proofread)

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It’s finally here! My longest and nastiest fic yet! I know i promised to only write about Josh in this blog, but i cannot resist adding Chris into the mix with this one. I only have my ovulation phase to thank for this idea and i really poured my w(hole) into this, so i sincerely hope you enjoy your read. Have fun!

-Z

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“Make a wish!” you heard Ashley say.

After a few seconds pass, you blew the pink candles in front of you. You wished for a number of things that mostly involved Josh, along with a secret that you mentioned to him in passing; as a joke.

“Happy birthday baby.” Josh spoke as he pulled you close and kissed your cheek. “Happy birthday!” the rest of your friends said in unison, while Mike and Matt cheered.

“I love you.” you said with a peck on his lips. You then diverted your attention to the rest of the group, “And to you guys, thank you for being here. Can’t even explain how happy i am right now.” Your cheeks hurt with how big you’re smilling.

Your stare lingers a bit too long on Chris, but you quickly catch yourself. Unbeknownst to you, Josh was following your every move; smirking as he caught you in the act.

“We all love you, so much” Sam said, she quickly came to your side and pulled you into a hug; causing your heart to lurch in your throat.

“I love you guys too.” you said into her shoulder, voice a bit shaky and muffled. The twins also came over to hug you in between them.

It felt nice to have the group together again after being apart for a decent amount of time. Josh was the one who suggested a small birthday party at the lodge and the proposition took you a bit off guard. Only because of the simple fact that ever since you got together, it has always been just the two of you.

“Oh? I thought you’d prefer it if it was just the two of us, like every birthday before this.” you teased with a light push to his arm.

He shook his head, smilling. “Let’s just say i got a surprise for you, a special kind of surprise.”

“Hmm i wonder what it’ll be?” you hummed, amused and curious.

“You’ll love it, i promise.” he whispered with a glint in his eyes and a kiss to your lips.

That was a week ago, you could only wonder what kind of elaborate surprise he’s set up for you.

“Alright bitches, let’s fucking party.” Emily announced while quickly dragging Matt away with her.

“I call dibs on music!” Jessica said as she swiftly made her way to the living room speakers.

Everyone then dispersed into smaller groups. But you were already content with being by Josh’s side while having his arm wrapped around your shoulder.

After tapping away on her phone, Jessica suddenly approached you and grabbed your hand, “Come on babe! Get up and dance with us!”

“No no no Jess i’m good, i swear!” you replied with a laugh.

Ashley came over to grab your other hand and pulled you up in tandem with Jessica. “Come on don’t be such a grandma!” You suddenly felt a light touch on your waist, “Go on baby.” Josh’s voice cut through the chaos. You looked back at him with a blush. But you let yourself be pulled away from the comfort of his touch.

You moved in ways that felt natural to you, the beat of the music thrumming through your veins. Unconcerned about the fact that the short white sundress you are wearing, occasionally rode up your thighs.

You laughed at the sight of Matt and Mike being tugged by their girlfriends and started to dance as well, horribly. Warmth spread through your chest the moment you decide to reach your hands towards Josh, “Come onnn Joshy boy.” you teased while wiggling your shoulders playfully.

He shook his head with a smile and let himself be dragged to dance “You’re so fucking beautiful.” Josh being Josh, he’s already starting to grope you in the middle of the make shift dance floor.

“Ah ah ah, keep your hands to yourself.” You tugged the hair at the base of his neck.

“How can i when you look this good?” he shot back with a squeeze to your ass.

You turned and settled on having his chest to your back, eyes closed and hips still moving to the beat of the music. You knew you were stepping into dangerous teritory when you started to feel his lips on your neck. But it felt too good to resist, even when his hand started to creep under your dress, thumb pushing its way between your panties and your hip.

“Get a room!” you heard Mike yell, the joke pulled a laugh from the group. You open your eyes, prepared to shoot back a snarky remark when a shiver ran through your spine.

How long has he been watching you?

Chris sat on the couch with his arm around the back of it, casually nursing a bottle of beer. He swiftly looked away the moment your eyes met his glazed ones and you didn’t miss the way his cheeks turned pink, pretty, in the glow of the fireplace.

“Fuck.” you let out quietly. Mind already scrambling with inappropriate thoughts.

You quickly turned your body in Josh’s hold, “Babe i’m actually soooo thirsty right now. Come get a drink with me?” The abrupt change in your demeanor pulled Josh from his erotic daze, “Oh. Sure(?)” he furrowed his brows at you, a bit confused.

You took his hand and walked towards the kitchen, “Come on then.”

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Naturally, the party winded down and everyone parted with drunken goodbyes. Used cups and bottles strewn around the house to be tomorrow’s problem.

Josh still had his arm around you while the both you stumbled towards his room, a few giggles escape you as he whispered dirty things into your ear. As Josh fumbled with the door, you look back and waved to Chris, his room only a couple doors over.

“Niiiight Chriiiiisss.” You blew him a kiss, with an over exaggerated Muah.

Before you could voice anything else to him, Josh pulled you into his room and proceeded to kiss you deeply once the door closed, not bothering to lock it. His hands grab your ass from under your dress in this newfound freedom.

“Mmhph fuck.” he parted from you with a moan. You whined and licked his lips, begging to be let in. He chuckled and lightly pushed your chest, “Slow down baby, let me talk.”

You protested and started to nibble on his neck, “Don’t wanna hear it, i wanna fuck.now.”

He held back a moan “Aren’t you ah- curious about the surprise?”

You paused and stared back at him, back leaning against the door. Frankly, the surprise had completely slipped off your mind. Lost in the sea of erotic distractions, consisting of Josh, Josh, Josh and…..someone else. A mere fantasy.

You roll your eyes, “Then spill babe.”

“Trust me on this yeah? I want you to stand in the middle of the room and cover your eyes with your hands. No peeking.”

Your eyes are fixed on him, frustration in your stare. But you relent, scoffing like a small child that’s been told to take a time out on the corner.

“Fine. This better be worth it, or else this is gonna be the worst birthday ever.” The sooner you entertain his ideas, the sooner you get to fuck.

“Oh it’s gonna be worth it alright.” he sounded cocky. Confident in whatever he has under his sleeves.

A few moments pass when you heard footsteps behind you. No not one, but two pairs of footsteps?

“This better not be a prank Josh.” you warned. Your heart rate started to pick up, in excitement or fear? You can’t really tell.

“Um, Josh? Where are you?” you asked. The simple question garnered no response, but you feel a presence behind you.

Josh then spoke up from somewhere in the room, “Now. I want you to turn around and open your eyes.” he paused. “And i want you to promise me, don’t.scream.” he added for dramatic effect.

You turned and pulled your hands down, eyes squinting to adjust itself. A blurry, image of a person appeared, slowly becoming clearer and clearer; and your eyes went wide at the sight of him.

“What are you doing here?!” you whisper-shout.

“Ta daaa.” Chris said pathetically. You see him do a silly, ‘reveal’ gesture with his hands.

Once again, you feel Josh’s hands snake around your waist, settling on wrapping them around your stomach. He then nuzzled his face to your neck, cheekily voicing out, “Surprise…”

“What. are you doing here Chris? Shouldn’t you be in your room?” you felt flustered. Being in the same room as him when all you’ve been thinking about was fucking him and Josh, at the same time; was not a pleasant experience. How should one even feel in a situation like this?

Chris awkwardly laughed and rubbed the back of his head. “Yeah…i don’t..really know how to say this.”

“Well, i took the liberty of telling him about what you wanted.” Josh chimed in.

“You what?!”

“Josh told me, yeah. But it’s okay! He’s y’know, not forcing me to be here. I came here voluntarily and honestly…i’m pretty freaking flattered” anxiety seeped into his voice. You could tell that the confession was difficult to admit, he struggled to look you in the eyes after that.

“So let me get this straight. You agreed…to do a threesome with the both of us??”

Josh held back a laugh, trying to hold it together.

“Um…yes?” Chris replied weakly. His face wincing in fear of you being upset.

All you could do was stare in shock and disbelief. What was more shocking, is the fact that you are absolutely soaking through your panties right now.

“Lighten up babe, I know you want this more than anything. Go on, start by telling Chris what to do.” Josh said, his breath tickled your ear. “We’re all yours to command for the night, be fucking selfish.” he added with a lick to your ear.

“Fuck.” you moaned, when Josh started to grope your breasts, squeezing and kneading them in front of Chris who was already salivating at the sight.

Josh then tilted your head with a gentle hand on your jaw to kiss you from behind, wet, smacking noises then started to fill the room. Your fire, snuffed out in an instant.

“Wh-what should i do?” Chris asks either of you.

Josh paused and smirked at him,”Free reign cochise. Just start touching her, she’d like anything as long as you have your hands on ‘er.” He then proceded to kiss you again, deep and open mouthed.

You let out a small moan when you felt one of Chris’ hands grope your breast. It was a good decision to go braless tonight, causing each squeeze and pinch to feel ten times better. His thumb draw circles on your nipple “Is this okay?”

“Yes.” You feel yourself pulse in your panties, dizzy with want.

“Start undressing me.” you command the both of them.

Josh pulled your sundress up while Chris went to his knees and slowly pulled down your sticky, cum soaked panties. A string of cum snapped when he fully pulled it down. The sight of it further aroused him, “Oh man…you’re so wet, we didn’t even touch you that much yet. Your heart further raced at the sight of his hard on, he looks big.

“Little slut’s the happiest when she’s the wettest.” Josh joked prudely and you smack him on the arm.

“Rude.” you scoffed.

When you look down, is the moment where everything actually starts to feel real. Chris looked up at you and licked his lips. No longer hesitant to openly stare at you, but still hesitant to compliment you, “Pretty girl.” he said, voice small.

“Chris…” you gently thread your fingers through his hair and start to direct his face towards your wet center. Josh looked down at him as well and understood immediately, “Y’know what to do man.”

“Josh, keep her steady, yeah?” It felt strange to hear him sound so calm.

“I got her, go to town.”

It feels so fucking filthy to be stuck between these two. The fact that you are the only one that is fully unclothed, did something to you. You felt like such a slut, free to ask them to do the dirtiest things to you.

Chris gently pulled your leg up and rested it on his shoulder, his face perfectly lined up with your pussy at this angle. You let out a sharp inhale as he teased his tongue inside you, causing you to bite your lip in anticipation.

“Mmm…shit.” you whined as he latched his mouth to your pussy. He groans at the taste of you; your wetness and arousal. Full on eating, jaw working to please you.

“Oh…Chris..”

You shamelessly start to grind your pussy against his face. Eyes rolling back the moment his nose bumped your clit. He looked so hyper focused and greedy, like he was trying to solve a really difficult problem.

“Fuck man, you’re doing so good. She’s a mess.”Josh praised as he stared at your blissful face.

“Joshy….kiss me.” you whined and stuck out your tongue.

He looked at you with a shit eating grin, “Slut.” You could only moan in delight when he sucked your tongue into his mouth again. The combination of his open mouthed kisses and Chris’ sloppy ones on your pussy, made you feel lightheaded.

Chris started to eat you out faster, he could tell that you were getting close. It’s unbelieveable how it didn’t seem like was even breathing properly, face so deeply burried against your core.

”Oh god, Chris! Feels so fucking good.” you cried. He then moaned into your pussy at your approval, only to intensify the zap of electricity that you felt in the pit of you stomach.

“Ride his face. Come on, i got you. Make yourself cum.” Josh sneakily whispered into your ear. You could feel how hard he is, grinding against your ass in search of a momentary release. This was turning him on so much.

Both of your hands went to the back of his head and grinded harder, your hips swerving and losing its rythym. “Ohhhh….shit..please Chris….” He can feel his dick pulsing, begging for friction at the sound of your pleas.

Your movements turn wilder when you felt yourself cumming, “Oh fuck ohhh fuck..im cumming im cumming im cuh-“ You reach your peak with a shaky gasp. Eyes downcast to meet his icy blue ones, staring so intently. His mouth working to lick and suck every drop of cum.

You don’t let him go until you’re completely spent. Selfish.

He kneaded the outside of your thigh as he placed kisses on your cunt, then to the inside of your thigh, sweet and affectionate. In response to him, you stroke the back of his ear and pulled him up for a kiss; tasting your own cum. “Such a good boy.” you whispered into his mouth.

A rare moment of calm, washed over the three of you as you and Chris steadied your breathing. Josh kissed you on the cheek and asked, “You ready to continue?”

You look at Chris’ disheveled and horny state and decided. “Sit on the chair in the corner over there Chris.” Puppy eyed and desperate, he obeyed. “Oh and take your clothes off please.”

You then turned to Josh and start to undress him. His hand comes up to stroke your cheek, flattered at the action. He hummed, curious, “What are you up to?”

You’re smilling, so beautiful he thought and you reach for his designer belt. “Trust me on this yeah?” you echoed his previous statement.

He seems to find it funny and chuckled “Hah. Okay.”

With his last piece of clothing off, you sat on the edge of the bed and patted the spot next to you. “Get on and lie on your back please.” He laid down with his head against the foot of the bed. You are quick to straddle him, providing Chris with a clear view of your front.

The feeling of desperation bleeds through his action as he pulled your hips to grind your bare pussy against his dick. A small gasp leave your lips as the head nudged your clit.

“Shit..you’re driving me crazy.” he voiced. Hands sliding up your body to paw at your breasts. They feel so pleasantly warm and rough, and you moan at the feeling.

“Ah fuck.” Your ears perk up at the sound of Chris pleasuring himself. It took everything in you not to act too excited at the sight of his hard length.

“Chris.” you call out.

“Huh?”

“You can watch, you can touch yourself, but you can’t cum. Got it? Not until i tell you to.” You heard Josh let out a small laugh. “Freaky thing.” Your eyebrows shot up at the nickname and smacked him on the chest, “Shut up.”

Chris slowed the movements of his hand, “Ye-yeah. I got it.”

“Good boy.”

Without warning, you wrapped a hand around Josh’s dick, collecting the slick at the tip, coating his length, causing Josh to groan in bliss. Chris adjusted his glasses the moment you sink down, not wanting to miss the sight of you swallowing his best friend’s dick whole.

Despite having done this many times before, you still struggle with the stretch. Everytime you get on top, it always feels like he’s deep in your guts. You shut your eyes and took deep breaths, hips flushed with his. But it gets easier as your juices further coats his cock.

You start slow, grinding your hips back and forth with your hands on his stomach for leverage. His abs are taunt and hard underneath your palms. It’s romantic, how focused you are on each other, Chris presence temporarily forgotten.

“So fucking tight.” Hands at your hips, he began to pump slowly. You whimper weakly at the feeling, too slow.

“Harder Josh, fuck me harder.” you begged. Your fingers tweak at your nipples to further entice the two. He complied and increased his pace.

“Ohhh shit…” you hear Chris moan. You sneak a glance at him and your cunt clenched around Josh at the sight of Chris’ soaked dick, he’s a fucking mess too.

“You like this shit so bad huh?” Josh teased. “I can feel you clenching on me.”

“Fuck i- ohh right there, fuck i- i do baby i do.” you admitted, unable to peel your eyes away from Chris. The heat of your gaze further egging him on, his hand moves faster, only to slow again.

“Then ride my dick properly. Show him how bad you want him to fuck you.” You found it hot how low and gruff he sounded.

You rise up on your knees, letting his cock slide almost entirely out of you. Only to slam your hips back down. His veins dragging against your walls as his tip bumped the fleshy spot inside you that made your eyes roll. You whine out his name as he called you sweetly, “Atta girl.”

You set a steady pace, as fast as you could. But not fast enough to his liking, it seems. You cry out as Josh held your hips in place to jack up into you, expertly driving against the spot that made your toes curl. Impatient to make you cum. His eyes are shut tight, you could tell he’s enjoying this to the fullest.

He’s fucking you mercilessly now, balls slapping against you. “Perfect.fucking.cunt baby.” You smile at the praise. With newfound determination, you fuck yourself back on him. The sound of wet skin on skin is overwhelming.

Chris bore his eyes to where the both of you are connected, sloopy and wet. He’s losing his mind too as he holds another orgasm, groaning at the feeling. His large hand squeeze tight to prevent himself from cumming, you could see how much pre cum is beading at the tip.

“Josh i think i’m gonna- cum.” Your free hand rub your clit at a rapid pace. The incoming orgasm causing your stomach to flip. The thought of Chris ramming his dick into you, drove you to the edge.

“Then do it, soak my cock.”

Your orgasm hit you hard, shaking as relief floods through your system, while crying out his name, delirious. You clench around him as he pumped his hips, once, twice. His groans and moans of pleasure like music to your ears as he shot his cum inside you. His hands still hold your hips still, eager to get it in as deep as possible, marking you first as his.

You feel ringing in your ears, struggling to come back to earth as you just had the hardest orgasm of your life. You can feel your heart throb as Josh leaned up and nuzzled his face to your neck. You wrap your arms around his neck and held him for a moment, breaths steadying and syncing.

Chris’ shaky voice pulled you from your daze, “Fuck can i ah- can i cum now?”

Your eyes looked into his and you beckoned him to come closer.

Like a dog on a leash, he came over and stood at the edge of the bed. He blushed sweetly from his cheeks to his chest, still too shy to demand anything from you. Prefering to be told what to do instead while his hand wraps around his dick, still constricting.

You whispered something to Josh and exchanged quiet ‘i love you’s. He kissed your cheek again and helped you off his dick. You both let out a whine when he popped out, your cheeks warm at the feeling of his cum leaking out.

He laid you down gently with a soft pillow under your head and lower back as your hips hang off the foot of the bed, dangerously close to Chris’ arrousal.

Josh stood up and clapped Chris on the shoulder as he passed him to walk to the bathroom, “You better treat her good, cochise.”

“Yeah, i promise man.” tone reassuring. He then smiled at Chris, like it was just a casual exhange between friends.

Your heart raced as he finally looked at you, drinking you in. A shiver went through your whole body as he spread your legs further, with gentle hands on the back of your thighs; effectively folding you in half. You blush as he looked down at your pussy, pausing for a moment. Only to drip his spit on it, further and further soaking your cunt.

You moaned at the feeling of his spit on your heated skin, it felt strangely intimate.

Before you can react further, he grazed his tip on your entrance and plunges in. He’s.so.big. It was embarassing to admit that he’s bigger than Josh, not by much, but still, bigger. Josh’s cum inside you easing Chris to bottom out fully, while some of it leaks out.

“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. You feel so good.” he cried out. It’s easy to imagine the mess in his head right now. How his head goes into overdrive at the feeling you around his dick.

You look down to see him thrust in and out of you, dick already shiny with cum.

“You’re so fucking big, holy shit i-“ Your words made him fully pull out of you, only to plunge roughly inside of you again. A moan escapes you as you clutch him tighter. He held onto your waist to keep you in place, pace brutal. You bounce against the bed as he went on. Screaming as his tip grazed your cervix.

Your eyes start to water as he fucked you at a different angle, now consistently pushing against your g-spot. You close your eyes at the sensation and openly cried. It felt so fucking good.

“Shit, are you okay?” His voice laced with genuine concern. The force of his thrusts, unfortunately slows down.

Before your thoughts could even form, Josh answered for you instead. “She’s never been better man, keep going.”

You open your eyes as you felt his fingers stroke your head, tucking your hair out of the way. He’s kneeling at the edge of the bed, looking at you so sweetly.

“Josh….this feels so good.” you whispered.

“I know baby, you deserve it.” he smiled.

You felt different, so loved, as he said it. Once again, it felt like it was just the two of you here.

You wrap your legs around Chris, tighter. Sucking him in, not letting him get far. Everything sounded so sloppy and disgustingly wet. It was all too much. Chris fucking into you combined with Josh’s intense stare on you.

Your back involuntarily arched as Chris pushed himself impossibly deeper and your toes curl at the sensation. He groaned as he felt you tighten around him, thrusts getting more desperate as he felt himself getting close.

“Fuck, i’m close.” he said, though it was left unanswered. An ugly feeling bloomed in his chest as you start to make out passionately with Josh. He starts to press kisses to your neck and chest, desperate for your attention.

When that still didn’t garner any responce, he licked and sucked one of your nipples into his mouth. Internally smiling as you finally separated from Josh to let out a sultry moan.

He unlatched with a pop and jackhammered his hips into you. Greedy with the desire to make you feel good. You felt close to cumming as well.

“Chris! Faster!” Nails scratching his arm. “I’m gonna cum!” you cried out.

“Me too, fuck- can i cum inside you?” he asked, dizzy with want. Uncaring about what Josh thought. Tonight is all about you, and what you wanted. He’s rutting into you now.

You eagerly nod and screamed, “Yes! Please! Cum inside me!”

He threw his head back as he came inside you, balls still roughly slapping against your pussy. Filling you up with cum and you came at the sensation of being full, his cum mixing with Josh’s. Tears dropped from your eyes as you blink them to focus. Mind still feeling numb. Sighing in relief when Josh left sweet kisses all over your face and settled beside you. Head resting on your shoulder.

Chris pulled out with a groan and dropped down on your empty side. After a pause, he took off his glasses and rolled to his side. You felt his hand on your stomach, drawing gentle circles with his thumb. “Are you okay?” he asked. His brows furrow and he looks…guilty.

You slowly turn your head and look him in the eyes. “Never been better.” you joked. And it pulled a laugh out of Josh, “Told ya man.” You giggled as his shoulders relaxed. “You did so good Chris. Thank you.” He smiled shyly as you pulled his hand from your stomach and kissed it.

Josh cleared his throat, “Can you go ahead and warm up the shower for us, man? Really need some time alone with my girl right now.”

“Oh, yeah yeah of course you do. Sorry, i’ll go…do that right now. Yeah.” He reluctantly got out the bed and walked towards the bathroom, still in a daze.

Josh pulled you on top of him the moment Chris left the room. You sighed and relaxed on his chest for a moment, smiling at the sound of his beating heart. “Mmm…i love you. Thank you for this baby.” you said weakly.

He rubbed soothing circles on your shoulder. “I love you so much. Rest baby, i’ll help clean you up.”

You let your eyes drift close, surrounded by his warmth and the smell his cologne. You’ll dream of him tonight and only him, just like always.

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Love you all so bad, hope it wasn’t too much of a mess. Thank you for reading till the end, it means so much to me. Let me know what you think. ❤️❤️

[theyluvivi]

chasing you.

you avoid him. he catches you. dealer!reader x client!chris blurb <3

He's starting to think he's the problem. Those are words Chris never thought would form in his brain—But here he is, trying to figure out why hasn't seen you all week.

It doesn't make any sense. You're always around campus, yet when he's actively looking for you, you're nowhere to be seen. Chris doesn't even want to talk to you. He just wants to give you your shit back so Matt will stop bothering him about it.

Even though he's your friend—And he was the one to even invite you to the party in the first place—He has to return your heels cause apparently, Matt has better shit to do then chase you around all day.

He's been all around campus looking for you. If you're not at the campus cafe, he's gonna launch your heels at Matt's head.

Matt is so lucky you're here.

You're in the corner at a booth with tons of books and your computer in front of you. You're not your usual neon colored self. There's no star clips in your hair. You don't have on an overly tight top. No flared jeans. You're unrecognizable.

He can see the fear settle in your eyes as he walks up to you. So, you were avoiding him.

"Chris." The tension in your voice is quite frankly, insane. That night, after leaving you in his room, all he did was talk to Matt about what to do with you and then passed out on the couch after the party was over. What could he have done in that time?

"Kid, I know you were shitfaced last week, but I can't believe you forgot all about your stuff." You blink at him multiple times. "What?"

He shoves your heels and tights that are stuffed in them to you, "Y'know? All this?"

You slowly take them, your face lighting up. "Oh... Oh!"

"Huh?" He's confused. You were all gloomy just a second ago, and now you look like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Mh....I thought we fucked, if I'm being completely honest." He watches you tuck your heels away into your bag. "This reminded me we didn't, thanks."

Chris, for once in his life, is speechless. You were avoiding him because you thought you guys fucked. Honestly, he'll take this over you being all over Aiden. He wonders if you remember that... he's not gonna bring it up.

Huh. This is probably how the girls he sleeps with feel after they wake up alone in the morning.

"Nah, I don' fuck my brothers friends." You tilt your head at him, annoyingly, and raise your eyebrow. "Michelle."

"Doesn't count."

"Brittany."

"Also doesn't count."

"Vivi—"

"You friends with all the girls I fuck or somethin'?" You laugh, loudly. Bringing attention to yourself, but you don't care. You're definitely back to your usual self. "Some of them. They're wondering why I'm hanging around Mr. Community Dick."

Chris rolls his eyes. "Matt deserves that title."

"Eh, you guys are tied." You smile at him. And he gets that feeling in his chest again. The one that makes him feel like he's dying. When you start looking at him like he's crazy makes him remember that you guys are having a conversation and process that's he's staring at you.

He awkwardly coughs. "Whatcha' got all these books for anyway?" You groan, resting your forehead on the table. "Ecology."

He blinks.

"Plants." You sit up, resting your head in your hands, "Its the study of how living organisms interact with their physical environment—"

"We get it. You're smart. Trust."

"Well—" You flush at the compliment. Maybe not pissing you off gets him places. "That's just the definition!"

He eyes the stacks of books at your table. "You got a test, or are you just a nerd?"

You scoff. "I'm not a nerd. We have a test, and since my teacher writes questions like she hasn't talked to a human being in years, I'm doing some light reading."

"Light reading?" He teases. "Whatever." He checks his phone as you roll your eyes, well shit.

He spent way more time talking to you than he thought he would. He's gonna be late to the class he promised Nate he'd go to for the first time in forever.

"Gotta go," He says, beginning to walk backward towards the exit, "Don't drink so much next time, alright, kid? Not tryna chase you around again."

"I would've remembered eventually!"

tags 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚: @inspiredangel @whore4mattsturniolo @domizzzsstuff @sosasturns @drewswife

[mwahsturns]

📸 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐌 𝐈𝐓 - MATT STURNⵊOLO

matt sturniolo x fem!reader

Contains: Smut, swearing, A lot of praise, teasing/flirting, pet names (baby, good girl), fingering, Sextape, unprotected sex, Creampie, p in v, overstimulation, spanking, aftercare, fluff. - Semi-proof read! I think that’s all?

Synopsis: you and Matt have been dating for 3 years now and your sex life isn’t vanilla pre say but it isn’t crazy. Matt and his brothers are about to go on tour and unfortunately Matt isn’t allowed to take you this time, So Matt wants something to remember you by.

Word Count: idk?

Author’s notes: a lot of you guys wanted this one so I hope you enjoy it!!

* *:･ﾟ✧💒*:･ﾟ✧

Me and Matt had finally a day to ourselves, Chris and Nick were sleeping over at a friends house and Matt texted me telling to come over. Me and Matt have been dating for around 3 years now and we never get to have any alone time, he’s going on tour tomorrow and I wanna be able to spend time with him before he goes.

We’re in Matt’s bedroom music softly fulls the room as the passionate make out session takes place. Earned it by the weekend softly plays in the background as Matt pulls away from the kiss, ‘you know how I leave tomorrow right..” he plays with the bottom of my shirt. ‘Yea why?’ My hands creasing his chest as i straddled his lap, ‘what if we tried something different tonight?’ He sounds nervous but Matt never wants to try something new so I’m kinda excited.

‘Of course what is it?’ ‘What if we made a sex tape so while I’m gone we can both have it since we won’t be together..” honestly the thought of him fucking me dumb being on tape makes me fucking soaked. ‘Of course baby I’d love to be able to watch how good you fuck Me’ I get off of him sitting on the bed, I watch as Matt gets up and walks over to his computer picking up the camera he and his brothers use to film, he starts recording smiling as he walks to the edge of the bed.

He grabs my legs pulling me to the edge of the bed the camera basically in my face. As he faces the camera towards me he bites his lip, ‘look at my pretty girl..’ I blush and immediately cover my face with my hands. ‘Matt.. stopp’ he chuckles and zooms the camera in my face and zooms back out, ‘uncover your face’ I uncovered my face smiling as he lifts my chin up. ‘There’s my precious baby’ he puts the camera down back on the desk facing it towards the bed, he picks me up swiftly as he lays me down on the bed hovering over me moving my hair out of my face.

‘God you’re so beautiful my love..’ he says pulling down my Jean shorts showing my blue thong, ‘mmh you wore these for me didn’t you’ he smiles rubbing my legs ‘you like em?’ I tease ‘like is an understatement beautiful.. strip for me’ i sit up and pull off my (his) shirt showing my blue lace bra. I take off my bra and underwear leaving my self bare in front of him and the camera. Matt smirks and grabs the camera showing my bare body, ‘fuck look how beautiful..’ he spreads my legs still holding the camera he shows my soaked pussy.

‘Who got you this wet huh? Tell the camera’ he says showing the camera him running his hand over my vagina. ‘You did..’ I say softly, he gives me that irresistible smirk before slowly moving his fingers towards my soaked pussy and start to rub me in a circular motion. I gasp as he slides a finger into me ‘oh fuck Matt just like that’ Matt smirked again as he said ‘hmm you’re already wet for me mama, good girl’, he says as he takes of his shirt and his pants being low reveals his slurry waist even more. As he smiles and he slides his middle and ring finger right into me causing me to moan and gasp.

‘oh baby..’ he smiles at me as he knows he’s making me feel good ‘ am I making you feel good?’ I moan again as I say ‘y-yes’ as he starts to pump his fingers faster and faster pushing me to my climax ‘Holy fuck Matthew’ he smirks ‘are you gonna cum mama?’ he asked his voice turning me on. As he continued to do his amazing finger work I start to moan very loudly and say ‘oh fuck M-matt ughh’ as my legs starts to shake only little as I release. Matt pumps and shakes his hands up and down making me squeal and moan even louder. ‘Fuck..good girl making such a mess for me’ he smiles kissing my stomach softly as I calm down for the intense pleasure.

‘I’m going to fuck you so good, you won't even remember your own name.’ He says pulling down his sweatpants and boxers his cock springing out hitting his lower stomach. ‘Knees now’ he climbed on the bed and I got on my knees in front of him, as I’m looking up at him he shows the camera me on my knees ‘you look so pretty like this.’ I smile as I jerk him just a little bit before taking him into my mouth full throating him my lip almost touching his sack as I continued. He lets out a groan. The warmth of my mouth causes him to flinch as i continue to suck Matt, I put my hands onto his thighs and pull off putting my mouth on his tip swirling my tongue around his tip before I take all of him back into my mouth, ‘fuck princess your so good to me’ Matt says throwing his head back with a little eye roll.

‘god your such a slut’ he says causing me to moan against him, he grabs my hair into a makeshift ponytail pushing my head farther down. ‘Good fucking girl .. take that dick baby’ I moan pushing my head farther down, my eyes water as I felt the tip hit the back of my throat gagging as I tried to take more.

‘fuck yea choke on my cock.. shit’ Matt starts twitching in my mouth indicating he’s getting closer and I can tell by the tone of his voice and then he says ‘oh fuck.. I’m about to cum’ I then take my mouth off start to jerk his cock ‘fucking hell..’ I take it back into my mouth to swallow the load. ‘Oh shit ..’ Matt grins, his cheeks flushed with pleasure as he watches you swallow his cum and then show off your empty mouth. ‘Damn, you're fucking hot... I could watch that all day.’ He pulls me in for a deep kiss, tasting himself on my lips.

‘Lay down princess..’ I got back on the bed laying down adjusting the pillows, ‘you ready my love?’ I nod feeling him slide in me. ‘Oh my goodness fuck..’ his hips thrusting against yours with more urgency. He kisses down your neck and trails his lips lower, sucking and nipping at your sensitive skin. ‘I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll see stars, baby’ I moan grabbing the sheets.

‘Hader Matt please..’ this encourages Matt as he hits a new spot in you that makes you instantly scream. ‘Fucking shit your so tight babe’ he unexpectedly pulled out flipping me over, my face smashed into the pillow as he slams back into me. ‘Ughh fuck Matt’ I moaned into the pillow, ‘I’m going to fucking breed you baby..’ he pulls my hair making my back arch as he kisses my shoulder playing with my breasts as the thrusts into me. He roughly smacks my ass making me moan softly ‘again..’ he smirked smacking my ass again ‘such a slut’

‘Matt ima cum..’ he ignores my words letting go of my hair as I fall back into the bed, he goes harder as I let out a scream releasing all over him. That doesn’t stop him though he continues thrusting into me at a very fast pace. ‘Matt please I can’t take it’ I screamed out as I came for second time. He felt my walls tighten around him as I came for the second time. He let out a primal growl of satisfaction and continued his brutal thrusts. With one final push, he released himself inside me, filling me up completely as they both cried out in ecstasy.

I was screaming at this point and his back was all ruined due to my nails he pulled out picking up the camera showing my pussy dripping with our cum mixed together. ‘Such a perfect pussy..’ he takes his fingers and shoved it back into me and finally turning off the camera. He collapsed onto the bed next to Me, both of us panting heavily as our orgasms subsided. He turned to look at me, admiring the sight of his beautiful girlfriend ‘ima clean you up okay?’ I was too tired to speak as Matt comes back with a damp rag cleaning us both off climbing back into bed cuddling me softly.

‘I should let you film it more often huh?’ He chuckles ‘oh definitely’ he says as we drift off to sleep…

Author’s notes: I hope this was good if I missed any errors don’t be afraid to let me know I love y’all so much and hope you have a good day

Taglist: @mattyb4dominicans @sturniololvrrr @norr1ssturni0lo @thc-bolter @va1ent1naa @lanas-doll @sturniolohoe @iluvmattsbeard @m9ttsverse

[mellifiedprincess]

When you started dating Matt, he realized very quickly how deeply you felt things. And what he meant by that is, you sometimes had feelings so strong about something you would end up an emotional mess.

For most people something like that would be quite overwhelming, but not for you. You embraced it.

You found the way you cared so much or thought so much about something to be one of many charming characteristics about yourself.

And sometimes even funny.

Matt couldn’t count how many times he has walked in on you with tears streaming down your cute little face for such bizarre reasons. One time it was because you couldn’t find your favorite nail polish.

Another time it was because you saw an old picture of your mom’s favorite pet growing up. You had never even met the cat and you were crying over it.

“But I just know we would have been best friends!” Was your argument of why you were so emotional over the animal. Matt could only roll his eyes affectionately and cradle your head against his chest.

Yes, he thought it was one of the most ridiculous things to cry about, but he loved you and thought it was endearing only because it was you.

He knew during your “episodes” there wasn’t much he could offer besides the comfort of his presence.

Fast forward to today.

You were minding your business, scrolling through tiktok while the boys were doing who knows what, when a sweet edit of Matt pops up on your fyp.

Of course you watched it. As soon as you saw Matt’s cute little grin, you were sucked in. The transition from him laughing, to him dancing, makes the smile on your face grow even more. He was so cute, it actually hurt your heart and you needed to see his face right then and there.

Tears started running down your face as you walk from the room you share with Matt, to the kitchen, eyes immediately landing on just the person you were looking for.

He was standing in the middle of the room, reading something on his phone not noticing the frazzled state you were in. He didn’t even notice you were there until he felt your arms wrap around his waist and face press into his back.

“Hi baby.” He quietly greets as one of his hands instinctively drop down to grab one of yours, his thumb rubbing softly against the back of your hand. And just the gentleness of his actions is enough to make you squeeze your eyes shut, causing more tears to run out. “You’re so cute Matty!”

At the sound of your watery voice he’s concerned, but then he registers what you said and knows this is one of your episodes. Though still concerned, because he hates when you cry, he is relieved it’s not something too serious.

He moves to pull you in front of him before taking your arms to wrap themselves back around his waist. Matt then quickly wipes at your waterline, trying to stop your tears.

“Why are you crying sweetheart?”

“Because!” You pause and bury your face in his chest and you feel his hand begin to run through your messy hair.

“I just- I love you so much! I feel like my heart melts every time I look at your cute little face.” You cry out, words muffled by his shirt. And if you were to look up right now, you would see a very amused grin on your boyfriend’s face.

“Is that right? The same thing happens to me when I look at you, so glad we’re on the same page.” There’s a lightness to his words, but genuinely meaning them.

You both are silent for a few moments. Matt just holding you tightly against his body, making sure you knew he was there. “I saw this really cute edit of you on tiktok and it just made me really happy. I needed to see your face immediately.”

“You wanna show me the edit?” You perk up instantly at his question, a giddy feeling flooding through your body. “In a minute, Matty. I just need you to keep holding me like this.”

“Okay angel. I got you.” Matt rests his cheek on top of your head and starts to slowly sway you both back and forth. His words settle into the silence surrounding you two and you get another rush of emotions spread throughout your chest.

And unbeknownst to you, Matt had the same rush of emotions spread throughout his chest. He felt so fucking lucky to have someone who loved him as much as you did.

The moment between you two was short lived when you hear another set of footsteps walking downstairs, and then the silence is once again broken by Nicks voice.

“Ugh, serious situation or one of her episodes?” Matt cuts his eyes over to Nick, making the older sibling throw his hands up in a defensive manner. “What? I love my bestie, but she could give Mantis (guardians of the galaxy) a run for her money.”

“Shut the fuck up. We were having a moment here.” Matt states and you pull away from his body, looking at Nick with a soft smile. “Stop yelling at him. It’s okay Nick, it’s just another one of my silly little moments.” You laugh and start pulling Matt’s sleeve, walking towards your bedroom.

Matt sits on the edge of the bed, not wasting anytime in pulling you down into his lap and wrapping his arms back around you.

“Do I really seem more emotional than Mantis?” Your question only makes your boyfriend laugh, answering your question without saying anything.

“It doesn’t matter, sweetheart. Everyone loves your little episodes. It’s almost refreshing in a sense because of how innocent it makes you seem. You just have such a big heart things make you so happy sometimes, you can’t help but cry.”

His small rant makes you squeeze your eyes shut from more tears and you place kisses all over his face, before landing one on his lips.

“Do you really mean that?”

“Of course I do! And I mean it when I say I wouldn’t change anything about you for the world.”

A thought passes through your mind and a small laugh escapes your mouth. “I wouldn’t change anything about you either, not even the weird thing your pinky does when you drink something.”

“Oh great, now I’m getting bullied by the internet and my girlfriend.”

the edit that inspired this:

FULL CREDIT TO @nllzharry on tiktok!

[calicosturns]

tw/cw: fingering, usage of petnames (sweetheart).

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these rings. these rings, that make you head spin when you look at them; these rings, that have you literally speechless every damn time. these stupid rings.

you would sell your soul just to feel them against your burning skin, digging into your soft flesh and leaving light, allow unnoticeable, marks. you would do anything, at this point.

and matt isnt planning to make everything easier. otherwise, he seems to know about your little obsession. the guy would flex his hand occasionally everytime you're around, causing the metal shine in the light of the room. he literally has you wrapped about his ohgoddamnso- long finger. almost infuriating, you would say.

and this day isnt different from other ones. you both sitting on the couch, matt's hand on his knee, tapping mindlessly while you're trying to pay your attention to some tv show on the screen, failing miserably. oh, to feel his hand gripping your knee, his fingers tapping your thigh, moving up, and higher, and—

"ya okay?" his voice snaps you out of your thoughts, causing you to look up at matt with surprised expression like you weren't almost drooling over his fingers a moment ago

"yeah.. yea, why?" voice strained, but you cleared the throat quickly, trying to remain calm in front of your best friend, even though you dreamed about him in a such wrong direction.

"you seem off," matt shrugged nonchalantly, but deep down he know. and he wants to play a little, to see, how far you can go. "you were doin' this thing, y'know," the guy flexed his fingers once again, a stupid habit of his, "called starin' at my fingers for too long"

cheeks flush a little when you look away, getting clearly embarrassed with your obvious ogling. you're not supposed to think about your best friend in such way, you're not—

a shifting motion from matt causes you to look at him again and you almost jump on your seat as soon, as the feeling of his hand gripping your knee softly washes over you. gaze darts down to the way his fingers pressed into your skin softly and you swallow thickly, clearly unable to speak at that moment.

"as i thought," a smirk appears on his face, the corners of his lips twitch up and he lets out a soft scoff, amused by your statement. these flushed cheeks, wide, almost doe-like eyes. if he knew the effects he has on you, he would do that earlier. his hand starts to make its way higher to your thigh, reaching the hem of your oh so short shorts. "what? cat got your tongue?"

but you cant bring yourself to answer. instead, your hand covers his own, guiding its closer and closer to the zipper of your shorts. the atmosphere in the room is heavy, air filled with thick desire and unspoken feelings. you dont know how it lead you there, but here you are, on your best friend's couch with his hand getting rid of the annoying denim.

not a single word leaves your parted lips, but your ragging breath is telling matt everything he wants to know. you want him just as much, as he does, it not more.

as soon as your shorts lands on the floor, matt isn't wasting any time, his hand's getting closer and closer to the waistband of your underwear, tugging on it.

you can read a silent "can i?" in his eyes, your head nods almost on its own, leaving you with empty brain and completely speechless. matt smirks devilishly as he knows what's going on inside the little head of yours.

brunette, with a swift motion, leaving you completely bare in front of him, your panties lands next to your shorts with a soft sound. matt's gaze hungry, full of desire, causing you to shiver slightly and press your thighs together in an attempt to hide yourself.

"tsk," he clicks his tongue and quickly grabs your thighs, spreading you open in front of him, a mischievous smile on his face, "god, you're drippin'," he chuckles in amusement, studying your flushed face, "fantasize about these hands of mine too often, dont you, sweetheart?" he speaks in a sweet, almost mocking one, tone of his.

you softly curses under your breath before nodding slowly again, your gaze locks on his face as you are unable to look away from him. not in this moment, when all you want is memorize everything, to get this sight of matt tattooed on your brain.

and matt, with a swift motion, presses one of his calloused fingers against your clit, causing your body to jolt from the unexpected feeling, a soft sigh escapes your parted lips and you grips the armrest of the couch.

"please—," a soft plea, that almost impossible to heat, leaves your mouth as you stare at the man, "dont f—kin' tease"

and this makes him smirk even wider. one of his hand rests on your thighs, fingers digging into your flesh as he tries to hold you in place, while the other one makes it's way to your dripping entrance. you can feel the cold metal against your skin that makes yout head spin and eyed almost roll to the back of your head, you whine softly before bucking up your hips up in an attempt to get more friction from him.

"shhh, be patient," he coos mockingly, taking his time with you. his finger teases you, matt plunges it in and leaves you with a swift motion, amused by your reaction: little gasps escape your lips, your grip on the armrest tightens with each passed second

without a warning, brunette quickly shoves one of his fingers deep inside you, making your body tremble and arch your back. "god, s'tight," he mumbled, starting to move his fingers in and out, wet sounds fill the room, mixing with your gasps and his ragged breathing. matt adds another fingers, now his rings, on the pinky and index fingers, press against your skin. the cold metal causes you to gasp for air, you cant wrap your head about the thought that your best friend is fucking you with his hand right on his couch. but you're too deep in thoughts to care about it in that moment.

his hand was quick, fucking you in right places. you feel the knot threatening to snap in your stomach and a soft, trembling, "c— close" leaves your lips, making matt only grin and keep fucking you with ruthless pace.

"let go f'me, pretty," he mumbles and leans closer, his lips presses against yours as he swallowed all your little whimpers and gasps. his tongue tangles with your own as you let go around his fingers, loud wet squelch sounds only can be heard in the room.

matt breaks the kiss, he pulls away and looks down at you. a proud smile on his face as his fingers leaves your entrance with a pop, he brings his hand to his mouth, tongue swirling over his fingers as he tastes you.

"so f—kin' delicious," his voice rough, still filled with need, "we're just gettin' started, sweetheart"

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a/n: not proofread. english isnt my first language.

© calicosturn, 2025

[mattslolita]

nightcrawler - m. sturniolo ( 002. )

in which ... after finding out the truth about your best friend, reveals another that will change you guys' relationship forever.

( vampire!matt x black!fem!reader ) ( thriller spinoff, matt version )

warnings ; blood, smut, fingering, oral ( fem!receiving ), big!dick!matt, soft!dom!matt, unprotected piv ( wrap it freaks! ), squirting, creampie, fluff ending

"𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒘𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆."

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗˗ˏˋ ꒰

as you and your best friends near the end of where the woods first meet, you exhale a breath you didn't realize you were holding. the information you'd just received was still trying to sink in, and you had trouble grappling the reality of your new reality.

"i'm gonna try and find that cute cheerleader i saw earlier," chris grins, sending a wink your way as the four of you disperse.

"you're such a horndog, i swear," you say with an eyeroll, flicking his arm as he leaves the three of you.

"i'm gonna have a drink or five," nick shrugs, and you grin, nodding your head, "you're coming with me, y/n."

"absolutely, don't even play," you agreed with an eager giggle, holding your hand out so that nick could take it.

"y'gonna be okay?" matt's voice asks you softly, but stern. you turn to look up at him with a smile, humming in response. "i'll find you if you need me."

"try and have fun, matt," you tell him, sending him one last smile before nick whisks you away with him.

matt watches as you bound over to where nick was taking you happily, your ass bouncing under your little skirt — his jaw ticks as he watches, realizing that other people were looking at you just the same, and it causes him to get annoyed.

oblivious to the way you've left matt, you're a giggling mess as you down yet another shot for the night with nick. you both whoop excitedly as a megan thee stallion song begins playing throughout the whole house. your eyes widen, pulling nick with you to the dance floor, beginning to dance with him.

"her friends and mom hate me," you rap, grinning as your hips sway side to side, "lay down on the bed do the crybaby..."

you feel yourself getting loose, hands slowly going down to your thighs as your ass perks up — you sway it side to side before popping it in circles, the crowd around you hyping you up as you start twerking to the song playing. multiple hands reach out to smack your ass, some people adding onto the extras by throwing a few one dollar bills out at you as you worked your ass.

when you come back up, a pair of hands come to rest at your waist, and you turn to see a boy from earlier that night who tried flirting with you when you first arrived.

"you really know how to get everybody goin'," he whispers in your ear, his hands roaming up and down the sides of you as you sway on him teasingly.

a giggle escapes your lips as you tauntingly graze your ass against his crotch, which you can feel his obvious boner poking through the fabric of his jeans. "i bet i got you hot and bothered, don't i?"

"s'like you read my mind," he chuckles, his hands gripping the flesh of your ass as he sends a slap to it.

it was wrong of you to tease a guy the way you were currently doing, but you knew it was better like this than think about who it really was who had you frustrated — your moment in the woods with matt had your mind hazy, running around in circles as you tried to decipher what you were currently feeling.

the way his hands felt gliding against your skin, the feeling of his teeth sinking his fangs into you — one thing was for sure, you wanted, no needed more from him. you wondered if the feeling had been the same for him too, or if you were just imagining things. but the way his eyes had darkened with something else, you couldn't have imagined that.

finally shaking yourself out of your thoughts, you're hyper aware again of the man who's lips leave kisses on your neck — however, it didn't feel right with him. it wasn't enough, and you were more frustrated than ever.

"wait," you breathe out, gently moving his hands away from your body, his lips leaving your neck, "i need some air."

"did i-"

"no, it's- you're good," you wave him off, shaking your head, "just need to go real quick."

he looks after you with a frown as you slink away from the dancing crowd, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. you quickly realized there were more bedrooms upstairs, and matt's room was the first one you thought of, having felt the most comfortable in there. you begin your trek up the stairs, passing by multiple kissing couples, who nearly looked like they were about to fuck on the railings of the stairs. you groaned as thoughts about matt kissing you swarmed around in your brain, causing your legs to clench together as you finally made it up the stairs.

matt's room was at the end of the hallway, and you quickly made your way there — a cold breeze swept past you as you opened the door, surprised to have already seen matt on the balcony.

sensing a presence behind him, he turns to look at you, his blue gaze boring into you. "hey," you say nervously, walking inside and closing the door behind you.

"havin' fun?" he asks you, watching you intently as you situate your skirt that rides up your thighs, moving your braids out of your face.

"i guess," you mumble, walking over to his bed that sits in the middle of the bed.

you let out a content sigh as you lean your head back slightly, your hands behind you on the bed as you look up at the ceiling above you. matt watches you, his blue eyes darkening when he sees your breasts struggling to stay hidden beneath the cropped top you were wearing. the restriction in his pants got worse when you laid back, and he was able to get a better view of you. he quickly brought his eyes up to see you looking at him with a small smile on your face, analyzing him curiously.

"how come you're not down there, too?" you ask him, fiddling with the moon ring you've got on your finger.

"just not in a partying mood, s'all," he tells you, sparing the woods another quick glance before walking away from the balcony. "i could ask the same of you."

"i was gettin really bored," you admit, sitting up as you toyed with the fabric of your shirt. you nipped at your bottom lip as you thought about other ways to cure your boredom.

"hey, i'm glad you're here, though," matt says, closing the balcony door as he makes his way over to the bed. you watch his every move, drinking in the sight as you wondered briefly what his mouth would feel like on you again.

almost as if sensing your thoughts somehow, his eyes darken as he narrow his eyes at you as he comes to sit next to you on the bed — you clear your throat as he gazes at you, become flustered yet again with you guys' close proximity. "i need to talk to you about something, s'got to do with all the vampire stuff, y'know."

"what's up?" you ask him curiously, your eyes watching him as he runs a hand along his jaw.

"when we first turned, it was explained to us that we get certain abilities we're able to do," matt begins, and you nod, listening to every word. "not all of us get the same ones, and there's certain things that have to happen before we can get other ones, y'know?"

"yeah, i get it," you nod, using one hand to lean on the bed, "so what things can you do?"

"little similar to the vampire diaries," matt chuckles, and your eyes widen and you grin widely. gosh, you were so pretty to him. did you know how pretty you were to him? his tongue darts out to lick over his lips and he clears his throat and continues. "one thing though, i don't get it until i've found my soulmate."

"soulmate?" you ask eagerly, your eyes having lit up like a kid on christmas morning. "what's the ability?"

"apparently i can't read thoughts until i've been able to read my soulmate's," matt explains to you, your gaze never leaving his.

"that's different," you hum with a nod, "i can't imagine how long you've had to wait, then."

matt looks at you with a look you couldn't quite place, and it has shivers running up and down your spine — his cold, ringed hand goes out to caress the supple skin of your cheek, dragging his thumb across your slowly as he admires you. his eyes dart down to your lips and your heart rate increases as your own dart to his.

he begins to lean into you but instead of your lips, his own cold lips graze over your neck, his breath fanning your neck — your frustration was getting impossibly worse, as you squeezed your thighs together. a kiss is pressed to your neck, causing you to gasp softly.

"earlier when i bit you..." matt whispers, nibbling softy at the skin on your neck, your eyes closed as your teeth clamp down on your bottom lip, "i know what you were thinking, y/n."

"really?" you ask breathily, causing him to pull back away from you.

his eyes raked over you, drinking in the way your doe eyes had been watching every move. he licked his bottom lip, quickly glancing at your lips before he leaned in slowly...

when your lips connected with his, a shock wave passes through you — he kissed you with such an intensity, it was passionate and hungry all in one. his arms hooked under your legs as his tongue meshed with your own, gently pushing you down onto the bed as he then hovered over you.

his lips momentarily leave yours to trail kisses from your jaw to your collarbone, his eyes zeroing in on the bite mark he left on your skin previously. he nips at the supple skin, causing a whimper to leave your lips at the feeling.

"y'wanna know what i read in your mind?" matt mumbles against your skin, his strong hands gripping the flesh of your thighs as he massages it.

"what was i thinkin'?"

matt's eyes darken with lust as he runs his tongue over the canine teeth that bare in front of you — he dives back in to your neck, pressing a kiss to you again, and you feel his sharp teeth break skin once again. your nails scratch at his back as you tilt your head to give him better access. he stops abruptly, staring at you with dark eyes as his tongue licks over the blood that coats the edge of his mouth.

"you want me, just as much as i want you."

you hurriedly pull him back in the by the neck, crashing your lips onto each other's — the kiss was mixed with a burning desire for each other, as well as passion and longing. matt's mouth expertly explores your own, his lips silencing your moans. his hand trails down to the inside of your skirt, his cold ringed hands ghosting over the wetness of your panties, causing you to whimper.

"all wet f'me, huh?" he smirks into the kiss, "i haven't even touched you yet, sweetheart."

"need you matt," you moan into his mouth, his hands teasingly rubbing against your lace panties, "please."

a chuckle escapes his lips as he trails them down to your collarbone, leaving his own marks and impressions on your skin once again. he aids you in pulling your skirt off, then he moves your panties to the side. matt teasingly rubs up and down your slit, causing your back to arch as you moan.

"please," you pathetically whimper, his blue eyes burning into your skin as he watches you under him, "need-"

without waiting another second, matt plunges one of his digits into your dripping core, causing you to moan loudly as your nails dig into his skin — he curls his finger inside of you, adding another one as you watches you fall apart under his touch.

"feels s'good, fuck," you moan, your eyes glazing over as matt curls his fingers, repeatedly hitting your sweet spot.

"you like my fingers inside you, baby?" matt whispers against the shell of your ear, nibbling on the skin there, "wait till you feel m'cock inside you. takin' my fingers so well angel, that's it..."

"s'close," you whine, feeling your orgasm quickly approaching, the band in your stomach threatening to snap, "fuck..."

"that's it angel, let go f'me, give it to me," matt coos, his digits plunging in and out you repeatedly.

that's all it took before you came around his fingers, the loud music overshadowing the loud moan that falls from your lips as his fingers still continue, helping you to ride out your orgasm. he gently takes his fingers out of your sensitive hole, licking them clean as he grins down at you.

"can't wait to have my cock inside of you, angel," matt murmurs in your ear, sliding his pants down with ease.

he takes his shirt off as well, and his boxers follow next, and you marvel at the size of your best friend — he was huge. you bite your lip as he strokes himself, throwing his head back and the only thoughts consuming your brain are how much you want him inside of you.

he hovers over you, planting kisses on your neck as he lubricates his cock with your already wet pussy — matt enters you slowly, letting out a gutteral moan as he bottoms out. "fuck, shit, so fuckin' tight, you fill me up so well..."

his vulgar words caused you to moan as both your hands dug into the back of his back, the stretch burning you — when he bottoms out, he stays put, looking down at you with lidded eyes as he waits for your approval to move.

"start moving, please," you breathe out, pulling his body impossibly closer to you.

matt slowly slides out of you, before he rams back into you, causing you to scream out at the instant pleasure that takes over your body. he quickly finds a pace, deliciously hitting that sweet spot inside of you.

"fuck matt, yes, fuck!" you moan, creating crescent-shaped marks on his pale skin.

"such a tight fuckin' pussy, fuck," matt babbles, continuously abusing your cervix, "s'like you were made for me baby, feel so damn good..."

the slapping of skin drowns out the party happening around the both of you, too caught up in the intimate moment you share with each other. matt interlocks your hands with his, pressing kisses along your jaw and neck as he thrusts into you at an animalistic pace.

"m'so close," you babble, drool beginning to pool at the edge of your lips, your eyes shut with your head in the crook his neck.

"open your eyes, sweetheart," matt groans, tilting your chin up to face him, "wanna see your pretty face when you let go."

you open your eyes to stare up at matt's fucked out expression, his brown locs strewn across his forehead and sweat glistening under the pale moonlight — his horse chain dangled above you as the headboard rocked, most likely informing people of the current actions taking place. he looked so beautiful like that, you hoped this would be engraved in your mind forever.

"matt, fuck, fuck, fuck, i'm-"

"shit, feel you squeezin' me up baby, go ahead," matt moans, blue eyes staring down at you with lust, "that's it, let go f'me, angel..."

a loud, pornographic moan leaves past your lips as you came around matt's cock, your orgasm crashing over you — a liquid splashed all over the both of you, and matt looks down at where his cock connects with your pussy to see that you've just squirted on him.

"gonna cum soon baby, where do you want it?" matt moans, his hand coming down to press on the bulge in your stomach, "look at that, feel me right there? fuck, so fuckin' pretty all fucked out f'me."

"need it inside me, matt," you moan, your nails dragging across his back, your back arched impossibly higher.

"i'm cumming baby, fuck..." matt grunts, his thrusts sloppy as he continues hitting your sweet spot. "gonna fill you up, give you my babies, my girl..."

with a few more thrusts, matt's filling you up to the brim, his cock releasing everything he had inside of you — he sloppily thrusts into you to ride out both of your orgasms, before slowly pulling out of you. you hiss at the sensitivity of it all, matt throwing you an apologetic look as he falls down on the bed beside you.

you both are trying to catch your breath, the reality of what just occured dawning on you — matt said he was able to read your thoughts, there in the woods.

before you could turn to question him, he's already up and walking into the bathroom that connects to his room. you hear the water run shortly, before matt walks out with a towel. you smile at him as the bed dips beside you when he goes to sit in between your legs.

the warm towel hits your skin as matt attentively cleans you up — you couldn't help but admire his afterglow, his features glowing softly. even for a vampire, he still had a warmness that seemed to eminate from him.

"you're staring, y/n," matt jokes, looking up to meet your own shy eyes.

"sorry," you apologize shyly, as he finishes cleaning you up.

you watch as he goes back into the bathroom, then you carefully get up from the bed and walk over to his closet. sleeping over all the time, you had plenty of clothes probably in all three of the brother's rooms. matt's room was the one you spent the most time in, so naturally more of your clothes more or less resided with him.

you look through the closet and decide on a large graphic tee that belonged to matt, then a pair of your boxer shorts you'd had. you dressed in the clothes quickly, then you walk back over to the bed and take the dirty sheets off.

by the time matt had come out the bathroom, you had put on fresh sheets and a new blanket set. he smiled at the sight of you bundled under the covers, trying to force yourself to stay awake for him.

he slips into the bed beside you, bringing your body flush against his as his arm snakes around your waist. he holds onto you as if you'd slip right out of his grasp.

"matt," you whisper, adjusting yourself under him.

"yeah, sweetheart?" he responds, sending a kiss to your temple as the top of his head rests against yours.

"was my mind the first mind you'd ever read?" you ask him, feeling yourself become nervous as you await the answer.

"it was y/n, yeah," matt tells you. you smile at this, your insides warm at the realization that you were his soulmate. a moment of comfortable silence ensues after this, as you both just bask in each other's affection.

"you think chris and nick will question us when they realize we're not down there?" you giggle after a beat of silence, and matt chuckles.

"probably," matt says, bringing your body closer, "but get some rest for now, angel."

your eyes finally close, and slumber takes over your body. matt watches your heartbeat, reveling in the newfound feeling of having you as his soulmate.

( lilly's corner 💌 )

yes i know the ending was pretty cheesy, but i'm down bad for stuff like that 😭. i still hope you guys enjoyed this nevertheless! i love you all, muah. 💌

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[mary-annstories158]

Nobody asked, but here is my melodramattic headcanons (with huge inspiration from post of @ccmatta )

Mello has OCD, and also struggles with high anxiety and unstable self-esteem.

Matt is definitely autistic, and most likely also dyslexic. His special interests are computers, video games and Mello, in some way.

Matt has a huge collection of different game consoles, he's truly fan of retro, so he prefers Dendy over new PlayStations, and PSP over Nintendo Switch.

When Matt arrived at Wammy's, people thought, that he couldn't speak, but the truth is that he doesn't find it that much necessary, and speaks only when it makes any sense for him. He doesn't like waist his energy, bcs he doesn't have that much of it

At first, Mello didn't care about his new room-neighbor, which was Matt, bcs all previous neighbors didn't stay for a long. Personal space for Mello was one of the most precious things in life, so he made an effort for living alone as long, as possible.

Children at Wammy's thought, that Mello is arrogant and unpleasant, but Matt was the first, who tried to discover Mello's true personality (cause he was curious to know what his neighbor was like).

When Mello was a teen, he secretly loved boys bands, but never admitted it, even to Matt. Matt accidentally reveals that, while one of them car trips, somewhere in the middle of Mello's playlist "I want it that way" by Backstreet boys started play. It was kinda embarrassing and funny and the same time, and after, Matt never lose an opportunity to make jokes about it.

Matt loves drink beer, but he rarely does it bcs Mello doesn't like, when he gets drunk. Drunk Matt is quieter and sadder, than usually. Mello also doesn't like drinking, because he is scared to lose control over situation and his own behavior.

Matt's love languagues are quality time and act of service, Mello's are physical touch and also quality time. Their favorites way to spend time together are car trips somewhere and parallel play.

Matt tried to get interested Mello in video games, but for most of Matt's favorites he usually lacked patience. But he loves play Tetris on Matt's GameBoy, bcs it helps him thinking abt something, that he worries.

Mello thinks, that his emotionality is his biggest weaknesses, but Matt do anything to reassure him, that it isn't true. At the same time Matt is insecure abt his neurodivergency and thinks, that he's a burden for someone as capable and ambitious as Mello.

Matt got his glasses as a gift from Mello, when he notice, that his friend struggles with bright light most of the time. Mello always tries to help Matt get through all his shutdowns and overwhelming situations, he usually holds his hand or just lies next to him on the bed without touching him. He also can read something to him, bcs Matt finds Mello's voice comfortable and soothing.

It was my first time, doing such a thing, I hope somebody will enjoyed it, as much, as I do

[jtl-fics]

Fluent Freshman - Part 43

PREV

FF is a pretty good student. Solid Bs in his Gen-eds and As in regard to his major. With one C+ that he’s still working on with Captain Neil but it’s higher than the D+ that he had been pulling before Captain Neil had started to tutor him and he really just needs to pass the one gen-ed required math class.

There was many a deep breathing exercise before he made an appointment with his educational advisor for the next semester back in October but it hadn’t been that bad even though she was the one that had asked if he knew anyone good at math since it obviously was not a strong suit of his. So he dragged his grade up from a D+ to a C+ and he was pretty proud of that.

FF has a preferred spot in each and every one of his classrooms. In his Gen-Ed courses he sits in spots that the Professors don’t even notice and where there is almost always a gap between him and the next person. He arrives perfectly almost late every single day for every single class he can to achieve this feat.

For his Major classes he sits near the front with the few Foreign Language major friends that he has.

FF likes to be prepared. Studying was a nice way to prepare for the future. If he’s already read the entire textbook front to back and taken notes then a pop quiz can’t catch him off guard. He double, triple, and quadruple checks homework. He could probably recite the syllabus for any of his classes off the top of his head. He has read it so much to make sure he’s gotten everything and is on track.

FF kind of likes finals week.

For once, for one week, everyone is as anxious as him.

He sits next to Nicky patting his back as his friend sobs into a pillow. “I’m not going to graduate and it’s going to delay seeing Erik by an entire year!” Nicky yells as he brings his face out of the pillow.

“Nicky, you only got one flashcard wrong how about you shut the fuck up!” Aaron yells from his desk where he seems to have spontaneously developed ambidextrousness as he writes notes with both hands. “Fuck I am NEVER fitting all of this one one index card.” Aaron slams his face into the table.

“I don’t even need this degree.” Matt says looking down at a textbook that he has not turned a page on for the last hour. The fact that Matt had also not even opened that textbook before now was a bit of a cause for concern. “I’ve already got offers for professional teams. I can just play Exy. I do not need to pass a workplace psychology course.” Matt says.

“You think Dan wants an idiot?!” Nicky demands not wanting to go down alone.

“She thinks it’s cute that I’m stupid!” Matt exclaims.

“No she doesn’t!” Aaron points at him, “She said and I quote ‘I love it when you use that big ol sexy brain of yours.’ the last time you had her on speaker phone!” he uses a slightly more…effeminate voice when he impersonates Dan but FF had spoken with Dan and to his memory she did not sound like that.

“Fuck you’re right she deserves an all rounder!” Matt cries, head in his hands.

“Why do I even have to TAKE this Gen-Ed about history?” Nicky demands now holding onto FF as if he were a teddy bear.

“So that we’re well-rounded individuals with a wider perspective on-”

“Smithy, my sweet child, I was not looking for an answer.” he feels Nicky’s hand come up to his hair and maybe he’s being treated more like a favored pet?

“You’re having trouble with a Gen-Ed?!” Aaron asks turning around in his seat, “That’s embarrassing.” he turns his nose up.

“I’m having trouble with something that is going to be useless in my adult life.” Nicky says as if he were not currently an adult. “You are having issues with a class that will have huge ramifications on your future if you don’t manage to learn it!” Nicky points out.

“Eat my shorts Nicky.” Aaron hisses.

“Maybe I could study if you would wash your shorts Aaron. I can smell your laundry pile from over here!” Matt spits.

The fight devolved from there and FF slipped out of the dorm as Nicky was holding a chair over his head to seemingly throw at Matt for his ‘unreasonable number of sticky notes messing up the flow of Nicky’s studying’.

He heard a crash.

“It’s probably fine.” he says to himself and he has his index cards with the speech he has to give for and he really should go over to talk with Captain Neil.

He walks to Captain Neil, Andrew, and Kevin’s door and- “There faster-!”

FF walks away from Captain Neil, Andrew, and Kevin’s door, remembering only in this moment that Kevin had declared that he would be “Living in the library until this paper is done or I am.” to the team at the last practice of the year.

Captain Neil and Andrew were never the type to waste an empty dorm room.

He misses Pepto Bismol as he hears a particularly dirty line of Russian coming from his Captain’s dorm room.

***

Eventually Finals week is done and dusted with only 4-5 more blow-ups in his dorm room that result in Nicky, Aaron, and Matt stopping their fight to see if they accidentally had knocked him out with all of the thrown debris (only happened once when Aaron threw a textbook that Nicky ducked but he didn’t.)

FF came out of his final…final feeling pretty good all around. He had managed to get some extra tutoring time with Captain Neil after Kevin managed to finish his history paper a little early. Despite all of their fears and complaints Aaron, Nicky, and Matt all did manage to pass all of their finals and their classes.

The Tower was closing tomorrow for the rest of the year and despite checking almost every day with Nicky he still was invited to go to New York City with most of the team to stay at Allison’s house.

“Smithy, did you pack a swimsuit?” Nicky asks.

“Nicky, we’re going to New York for Christmas break. Do you think we’re going to swim?” Aaron asks incredulously.

“Two words, my fetus of a cousin: Hot. Tub.” Nicky holds his hand up and putting one finger up and then another. “Is hot tub two words?” Matt asks as he reaches for his own swim trunks.

“Yes Matt hot tub is two words.” FF says nodding.

“Thank you Smithster.” Matt says.

“I can’t believe you don’t know that hot tub is two words.” Aaron says with a huff.

“I can’t believe that you don’t know how to not be an asshole even after you started getting regular sex with Katelyn.” Matt returns, “Look at how not a thing that was when Smithster answered it.” he gestures to FF.

“You cannot compare Smithy to Aaron. Apples and Tomatoes.” Nicky dismisses.

“Whatever, so Allison got a hot tub at her place?” Aaron moves past the conversation.

“Aaron you just made fun of Matt for asking stupid questions.” Nicky says with a hand on his cheek.

“I fucking hate being part of your family.” Aaron says without any real heat.

“Yeah sure.” Nicky says, rolling his eyes and smiling as he saw Aaron packing swim trunks that FF knew he had bought for his cousin.

“Okay, I’ve got the packing list that Allison sent. Do we wanna run through it so that we’re all properly packed?” Matt says holding up his phone.

“Yeah, let’s run through it.” Nicky says with a sigh.

They went through Allison’s provided list twice and then zipped up their suitcases. Smith was going to be driving to the airport with Matt. Neil and Andrew were going to be driving the Maserati up alone while the rest of them were going to be flying up to New York City.

Now onto something that filled FF with far more dread than simply passing tests that determined whether or not he continued to get a free ride in college.

Meeting new people.

NEXT >>

MASTERPOST FOR ALL PARTS OF FLUENT FRESHMAN AU

[bellsluvschrissturn]

The Face

Matt sturniolo x tutor reader

Warning: fem rec!v3 use of babe, baby mama ect, soft dom!Matt cumming in pants

Author note: idk how I feel about this one what's good sluts don't read if you are not into it, don’t bitch and complain if you don’t like shit like this grown the fuck up, anyways enjoy bitches I would say MDNI but you little shits won’t listen to me so fuck it. I'm dyslexic don’t come for me if sum not spelled right

7:15 am Y/n pov:

I'm walking to the office 10 minutes into class, I finally make it to the office and I sit in the tutor office with the lady Ms.Carnel the lady who assigns me the kid I need to tutor “ Hello Ms.Carnel is everything alright?” I ask “yes hun everything is just fine i just am assigning you a new student to tutor” “ oh okay who is it?’ I asked,KNOCK KNOCK “ Is this ms.Carnels office?” i hear a snobby voice say i swing my head around to see who it is i don't know him i think to myself “ Hello Mr.Matthew this is your tutor Ms.Y/N Y/L/N” “nice to meet you” i say to matt with a little wave he just nods his head with a snobby looking face “ ok well i'll let you guys talk i’ll leave you guys come up with a plan” “ ok wanna sit?” I ask “ nah i’m fine” “ okay if you're not gonna want this don’t get help” i snap “what?” he asks don’t act dumb matth- call me matt he says okay ‘Matt’ im not helping you sorry” “please please help me i need help if i don’t i’m not gonna graduate with my brothers please i’ll pay you” seeing as your living alone in an apartment you need the money “ fine but change your attitude and The face” “fine” he say “ ok seeing the help you need we will meet…. In the library for lunch on Tuesdays and fridays….. At one of our houses wednesdays and thursdays and i see you play lacrosse so practice is on mondays we won’t meet on mondays if you need any help when i'm not around here's my number ****-****-**** Whose house will we meet at?” “ mine on thursdays'' he says “ why on thursdays?” ? cause my my brothers have friends over every wednesdays and I won’t be able to concentrate” “ oh ok perfect” “see you tonight then seeing as its wednesday i'll text you the address”

2:02 pm Y/n pov:

I just got out of school and I have to get home shower clean and I don’t even know when he's coming over perfect, i just got home and i’m rushing the cleaning I swept and swiftered (it's like a mop) know i’m making cookies while i hop in the shower real quick because at this point i’m sweating I totally forgot about matt my music playing washing my body when the bell rings for like the 7th time probably “oh shit” i rush out the shower in my towel i open the door and run to the oven “ sorry sorry I totally forgot i got in the shower and sorry” i say still bent down trying to get the cookies out without burning myself not remembering i'm in a pretty short towel “ c- can you maybe n-not bend down in the towel?” “ what? Oh my god im sorry” no no its ok i didn't see anything just your upper thigh”

2:45 pm Matt’s pov:

That is a damn lie I saw everything I just didn't want to make her uncomfortable she is so pretty her tits almost popping out her pretty pretty pussy omg i”m bricked up asf

2:59 pm Y/n pov:

Fuck he saw everthing I know he saw everything he”s hard I can’t believe my dumb ass “ ok ready to start?” “ your gonna b-be in the towel?” he gulps “ oh no let me go change you can wait in my room” i go to my closet and put my thong and lacey bra on with a pair of short spiderman shorts and a black undershirt thats holds my tits well “ i’m back” you say sitting on the bed “ ok” he says looking at your tits

2 hours gone by

“ ok we're done for the day” “ ok so i can give you your payment?” he says with a smirk “ yup” you say as you stick your hand out expecting money instead he kisses your neck hu- uhhh you moan as he finds your sweet spot “omg” you moan he pushes you back on the bed as he kisses down your neck down your chest as you start taking off your shirt revealing your navy blue lace bra with a white trim border before he unclips it he looks up for permission “please” you beg “ its ok baby i'm gonna make you cum don't worry” he yanks your thong and shorts and starts to work his mouth ( lay your body down on that fucking couch open up your legs ima work ma mouth) holy- shit matt just like that omg omg matt-..... Omg omg im cumming matt omg "" let it out mama let it all out "" omg that was the best head i've ever gotten ""I think i just nutted in my pants” matt says “omg really?” “ ya your foot was putting pressure” “ sorry” “ no don’t be it was hot but let me clean you up he says walking away and you here the water running “i known we didnt fuck but your still filled with cum” “ i know its ok we can cuddle after” “ ok”

THE END

Hope you enjoyed bye

I'm not mean its just the way I talk ✌🏻

@slxtformatt @h3arts4harry @itsfloriii

[kissesheartsofficial]

My Valentine Matt x fem!reader

Today is valentines day and though most are happy to celebrate the special day with their significant other the lonely singles such as yourself had no one to celebrate with, and the annual "galentines" was pushed out the window due to all your friends being in relationships this year.

Which now leaves you in your bedroom watching a poorly adapted horror film as you refuse to browse on your phone knowing that all you would see is the lovely dovey couples on social media. As you started dozing off you heard a knock at your apartment door which cause you to stir in fright, you check your phone to see if a package was delivered early, you got up confused as you were not expecting anyone at this hour.

When you opened the door your mouth fell wide open as you see matt standing outside your door with a bouquet of pink and white roses with a small stuffed animal inside holding a card, a box of chocolate and gift bag with a big puppy smile on his face "happy valentines sweetheart" your eyebrows furrow as confusion grew considering you and matt were not in any relationship of sorts- he was your bestfriend. "Matt what the fuck!" You say slightly louder than you expected. His only chuckles before speaking in his usual monotone voice "I'm asking you to be my valentine" in that same second you ask "why" still confused as he handed you the roses. "Cause we are both single lonely losers" he says before shifting his eyes to look elsewhere as he utters his next sentence "andimighthaveahugecrushonyouandwanttoaskyouout" you made eye contact with him as he nervously shifts awaiting your response. His smile fades as you let out a laugh that made you eyes water slightly he giggles nervously his eyes never leaving you as you laugh "what?" he says softy.

He look at him fondly suddenly realizing the feelings you've had towards your bestfriend "ill be your valentines dummy" his smile grew wide as he jumps slightly "c-can I hug you?" he says hesitantly not knowing what to do with him self, you don't say a word as you embrace him in a hug.

"Oh by the way you should get ready I bought tickets to an amusement park" he tells you as he come sout of your embrace, you look down surprised just now realizing you were still in your pajamas. "Oh well come in then, I'll go get ready" you open the wider for him to come inside. He makes his way to your kitchen placing down the box of chocolates before handing you the gift bag "I bought this for you, you can wear it now if you want, you don't have to though-not forcing you or anything" he says awkwardly while rubbing the back of his neck. As you you open the box you are met with a gold jewelry set from Cartier, you gasps as you hug matt once more "oh my god matt! thank you soo much" he smiles before slightly pointing to your bedroom door "go and get ready pretty, I'll watch some TV in meantime" you smile kissing him on the check before running to your bedroom to get ready for your date. Maybe this valentines isn't so bad after all.

ఌ︎Thats all for nowఌ︎ ఌ︎As always requests and ask are open ఌ︎Thank you for reading Kisses to all💋

Divider by @silkholland

[meowriddler]

Heyyy!!! Started reading your Edward stuff a little while ago and omg I love your writing! Was wonder if I could possibly request something with our boy Klitzy with a plus size!reader? Maybe Klitz finally has the balls to confess to reader and reader like rly rly likes him back but they’re like “but why me?” cause they’ve never really had anyone like them before? maybe they’re worried Klitz is just prancing them or smth? I’m projecting majorly rn I’m so sorry 😭

A/n: My beautiful lovely anon I deeply apologize for how late this request is, thank u for being my first request I really do hope u enjoy this ( also ur not projecting or anything luv dw )

( big shoutout to my best friend sky for helping me with this 🫶🥺)

Warnings: a hint of angst, both reader and klitz are a bit insecure

From the start~

Tim Klitz x plus size reader

Another year passes by and he still hasn’t uttered those three little words to you. You and Klitz have been friends ever since freshman year when you first came to the school, and being the new kid sucked with no one to talk to, you settled on just giving up. As all hope was lost, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. Looking back at the source, it was a cute but awkward-looking boy with this bowl haircut that his mom most likely did herself and those tiny little glasses that made him look more nerdy than ever. He flinches back as if you were the one who tapped him on the shoulder. He offers you a sheepish smile. His voice cracks a bit before speaking (that made you giggle). "Um, you must be the new student, well, obviously you are since the teacher literally just introduced you”. "Um, ok, that was a dumb question. "Anyways, I’m klitz,” he offered his hand for you to shake while smiling that damn smile, giving you butterflies.

That was how everything started. He introduced you to Matt and Eli (you had to admit you did not like Eli at the start with his crude comments on your body, which made Klitz want to throw hands with him).

But today was the day Klitz felt brave enough to confess to you (also from the constant harassment he gets from his friends to finally confess). He had everything planned out; he had texted you the night before to meet him in this beautiful park. Hopefully the green scenery would be romantic enough for you.

While Klitz was waiting for your arrival, he couldn't shake off that dreadful feeling of you not liking him back. In a way that he liked you, that is. He was ridden with overzealous anxieties about his confession, breaking your friendship apart. Too many what-if's and but's are running through his mind now, making him shake his head to get rid of the thoughts going through his head. As you showed up in the distance, his gaze averted to where you stood. There you were, in all of your glory, looking as breathtaking as ever. Kliz's vision started dissipating, but he drew in a slow, deep breath to keep his cool. 

In the distance, you saw Klitz standing beside a park bench, detailed with wood and well-constructed metal. You could feel yourself getting nervous as well as he was ever since you got that text message from Klitz. The night before was still plaguing your mind with overthinking, wondering what could have been so important that he would have wanted to meet you at this really nice park all alone. 

You walked towards him, your hands fidgeting slightly as your eyes scanned the park until they landed upon him. 
"Hey, Klitzy!" 
You cheerfully say this despite the nervous churn in your stomach. You might have been thinking that he had finally found out your feelings towards him, which is causing you a bit of panic, wondering what he might think of you. 

"O-Oh! Hey, y/n, you actually came." Klitz seemed a bit surprised. "H-How are you doing?" 
“ God, why can't I just talk right for once?" He thought to himself when he spoke nervously, facepalming internally.

You softly laughed at his nervousness, which was reassuring to know that he too was nervous.

"I'm doing great! "What about you?" You said it with a nervous but inviting smile on your face. Your cheeks made your eyes squint slightly whenever you smiled. 

"I'm good; thank you for asking." His smile was uncertain, but a genuine one at least. His fingers tapped the side of his leg nervously while he looked at you, occasionally looking away.

"It's no problem," You two stood there for a bit until you broke the silence in the park. "So why did you want to meet up?" You asked curiously, hoping that it was something silly like a school project. 

"Well, um, I-" Klitz's eyebrows tensed slightly, feeling nervous and unsure of his confession. He took in a deep breath, which made you seem a bit confused about what could have gotten him so jumbled up. His eyes were closed for a moment, opening as he exhaled. 
"I-I know it's a little sudden, but I've always had feelings for you." You could feel your heartbeat quicken just as much as he was starting to when he said these few words. 
"Ever since we became friends, well, actually ever since I first saw you," Klits let out a nervous laugh in between his speeches. "I've been afraid to say anything. I didn't want to ruin our friendship, but I don't want to be just friends. His face was a bit red as he stumbled over his words. A slight moment of silence was shared while you looked at him with curious, nervous, widened eyes as he confessed to you. "What I'm trying to say is that I like you, y/n."

You stared at him for a bit more as a smirk crept onto your face, starting out with a giggle then progressing into a humbling laugh.

"Wait, why are you laughing?" Klitz's face went from nervous to confused, feeling a bit defeated by your laughter at his confession. It took him a few days to even build up the courage to even invite you to the park in the first place. "What's so funny?" He was genuinely confused about why you would be laughing at him. 

As your laughter died down, you looked up at Klitz, who wasn't laughing with you; he was looking at you quite hurt and upset with your reaction. "You're joking, right?" You questioned me with a raised eyebrow. 

"I-" Klitz was looking at you with his mouth slightly open, letting his eyes flutter for a few blinks. "No, I was." He shook his head and sighed sharply before shaking his head. "You know what, never mind." Klitz turned on his heel to walk off before he could make a fool of himself any longer until you grabbed ahold of his wrist before he could storm off anywhere.

"N-No, Klitz Wait, I'm sorry." You holding onto his wrist sent a striking feeling through his spine, making his heart flutter ever more. He turned back to you slowly as the hope in his eyes returned when you stopped him from walking off. 

"I didn't know if you were joking or not; I never get asked out genuinely." You held onto his wrist a bit longer before he turned back to you, letting go of it when you came face to face with him again. "I wouldn't have thought that someone would really have eyes for me." You muttered under your breath, seeming a bit sorrowful but pleased to know that the person you liked had genuine interest in you. 

Klitz tilted his head slightly in a bit of confusion. He was still anxious, to say the least, but he was more interested in what you meant, showing a hint of concern for you as well. "What do you mean?" 

"Well, Im.. y'know." You looked down and shrugged, seeing your body discourage your thoughts on his confession. "Not fit for societal standards." 

It took him a moment to process what you meant until he had an 'aha' moment, noticing that you were commenting on your body. Klitz was a mess, to say the least. The effect you had on him should be a crime, the way his whole body broke into a cold sweat at the slight attention you so gracefully offered him. Klitz never viewed himself as a good-looking hell; he even considered himself ugly, but seeing you act this way baffles him. Who wouldn't want to be with you? You always found ways to light up a room with your presence alone, always finding ways to make him feel better about himself. It upsets him greatly to know you don't view yourself the way he sees you because you're anything but special. He could still recall the day he first laid eyes on you, as if Cupid flew in and shot an arrow through his beating heart. 

"Y/N, you are beautiful; you don't have to worry about so-called'societal standards." His eyebrows tensed, looking concerned about your self-image. "Don't take me as someone who would think that about you." Klitz moved a bit closer to you, feeling compelled to hold onto your hand to comfort you and as a way to show how passionate he felt towards you. 

"I'm just afraid that you would see me as I see myself." You muttered, looking off towards the plains of the park while the birds chirped a subtle song.

Klitz's nervousness never failed to return; he wanted to compliment and reassure you so desperately, so he held his breath, his shoulders tensing up as he gazed at your stunning complexion. "However you see yourself... I'm sure it's just you overthinking." Klitz quickly turned away with a reddened face. "If you could only see how you look in my eyes, you'd understand why I'd ever confess." His voice was ridden with nerves, making him stumble upon his words. "Come on, grow a pair; this isn't the time to be nervous." You couldn't tell, but he was slapping himself in the face inside his mind.

You suddenly felt a pair of lips collide against yours. The kiss was a bit clumsy but sweet, no less. You were shocked, to say the least, but that didn’t stop you from smiling at the kiss, and soon your eyes fluttered to a close. You rested your hand on his cheek and let out a blissful hum, still enraptured by the intimacy you both were sharing. But eventually u pull away feeling so many emotions at the same time, good emotions, though u look up at klitzy, who was now wearing the same expression as yours but slightly different, it looked worried as if he didn’t think u might’ve actually liked him back before u could utter anything out klitz starts spitting out apologizes like there is no end to them.

I-I’m so sorry I-knew this was a dumb idea a-and I shouldn’t have k-kissed u like that I-I’m really sorry. Before anymore pointless sorrys could come out of his trembling self, you tugged down the collar of his shirt, now facing you at eye level, as you gently placed your soft lips on his, making sure to put every single loving molecule that is in your body through that damn kiss. As you slowly separated from each other, you look up at him.

Nothing but admiration was behind those small dorky glasses he never grew out of; no words were exchanged between you, just loving glances as you lean onto him, touching temples. You whisper back to him those sweet three little words Kiltzy was aching to hear.

He finally grew some balls and said those three words 👍🤓

A/n thank u so much for reading I really hope u enjoyed this ( I apologize if klitz sounds too ooc it was my first time writing for him ) don’t forget to drink some water👹

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📝 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 - MATT STURNⵊOLO

professor!matt sturniolo x student!reader

Contains: HEAVY smut/oral (female receiving)/fingering/p in v/creampie/swearing/A lot of praise/teasing/flirting/pet names/ unprotected sex/aftercare/fluff. Semi-proof read! And I think that’s it let me know if there’s more.

Synopsis: you’re an 18 year old freshman in college and you’ve always been in love with writing, your whole life you’ve always been hiding behind your books and your writing. You decided you wanted to go to college because you knew you wanted to become something with your writing, you’ve always had big dreams about your work and you knew you could do it. But one day you find out your regular professor had quit his job because of an injury and you were getting a new teacher. What happens when the new professor offers to get you a head making sure you make it where you need to be?, and you end up fucking your new professor.. Mr sturniolo.

Author’s note: i’m doing a collab with @iluvmattsbeard! go check out her version of the reader being the professor! this is my version where Matt is being the professor! i’m so so excited I had the opportunity of working on this with her. she is so so sweet and absolutely talented. i want everyone to show her some love and support because she deserves it! And please enjoy. 💗

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Today has been interesting to say the least, our regular teacher professor Charles quit due to an injury in his knee causing him to have surgery and he probably won’t be able to walk again. I as I walked into the classroom I see I’m the only student here, as I’m putting my stuff down I hear someone walk in.

I swear I felt my heartbeat when I looked behind me, there he was professor sturniolo I only know his name because it’s on his desk but not the point. God he looked so fucking sexy his hair wasn’t messy but it looked so effortlessly fluffy and he had these black glasses that framed his face perfectly, he also had a little blue ish button up shirt but it was slightly opened to where you could see his gold chain. He had some rings on and a watch on his right hand, his beige pants perfectly showed his cock just looking made my mouth water.

Fuck his beard too god this man was a whole walking sex object, I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts by his voice. ‘Hey your early” he says smiling ‘yea I’m always early’ I place my bag on my chair and sit on top of my desk with my leg placed on to of the other one. I noticed him look me up and down and I looked and saw my skirt has lifted a little bit. I was wearing a black and white long sleeve shirt, my cleavage Showing as my necklace sits perfectly on my chest. My skirt was short and plaid with some short sorta see through white socks and some black buckled heals.

‘Cute outfit” he winks and goes to write the agenda on the board, I smile and turn on my heels and sit on my desk and nibble on my pen smirking as I watched him. Eventually everyone started walking into the class and my best friend heather ran over to me and sitting next to me, ‘dude the new professor is so sexy!’ She smiles and as takes her books out, ‘I know we talked this morning’ I smirk as I take a sip of my water. ‘No wonder you’re in the front of the class’ we laugh as we hear professor sturniolo start to speak.

‘Okay guys so as you know professor Charles is out so I’m your new teacher, I’m Mr sturniolo and today’s assessment should be easy you need to write a short story about anything you’d like and share it to the class.’ He smiles and writes it on the board, ‘you guys have the next hour to write it then I’ll have all of you share yours with the class’ oh I got this in the bag I thought as I started writing.

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The hour is up and he stands in front of the class as he gets ready to announce who goes first, I feel him starting at me as he starts to smirk. ‘You first’ he smirks as he tilts his head looking deeply into my eyes, ‘’me?’ I say confused. ‘Your names Y/n isn’t it?’ He says sassily, ‘yes sir it is’ I say with the same amount of sas ‘well then the floors yours’ he smiles and sits at his desk. I grab my paper and walk the the front of the class flatting my shirt as I begin to read, ‘We shall start with a secret couple, their names is professor Lucas, and a student named Sophia. The two are secretly in love but has yet to expose it to the world so let’s dive deep into their life styles before things get intimate…’ I say smiling as I continue to read.‘Sofia is a very pretty girl, amazing personality, great style, she is a phenomenal actress and she has a great judge of Character and if we need to speak about her body we can say that she has some amazing ideal curve and her face sits perfectly.

‘Professor Lucas is a great guy with amazing humor and he does a phenomenal job at teaching, (that’s what turns Sophia on) he cares for his class and he truly is the person you couldn’t hate even if you tried. Jumping in Sophia walks into lecture hall, looking a little bit more Expensive or extravagant, she is wearing her Golden necklace that says her name in a cursive writing a white button up long sleeve crop top tied at the bottom with a tripled white skirt and some white heals. (she truly loves the color white, she feel it enhances her look more) as sophia Is carrying her books, Professor Lucas takes notice and says ‘ah Ms Raven, please have a seat in the front for me.’ He says pointing out the seat closes to him smiling. Sophia walks down to take a seat and sets her notebooks down and gets her Mac-book out of her bag to place it elegantly on her desk.

Professor looked down and said ‘good morning sweetheart, why are you late?’ As Sophia looks up into his amazing beautiful emerald eyes and smiled saying ‘I woke up late sir’ she knows calling him Sir makes him feel respected and satisfied, ‘hmm see me after class young lady…’ as he continues the lecture. As the day goes on classes come to an end, which reminds Sophia to go meet with professor. As she arrived she placed a firm knock on the door and patiently waited for him to come and answer, in less than a minute the professor answered the door and said ‘Ms raven please come in’ as he smiled looked outside the door before closing it too lock it. He looked at her with a romantic expression. ‘I want us to get intimate, we’ve been kissing secretly hanging out for a while but now, I want to show you that I’m ready for another step and that is showing you that I want to dominate you and show you how much I love you in a different way’ ‘I’d figure you’d get the hook’ the professor looks confused when she says that and says ‘what do you mean?’ As he steps a little closer toward her, ‘I mean I’ve been wearing the slutty things to lure you in or to make you want to fuck me, I wanted to show you that I’m ready for the next step but I was just to afraid to ask.’

The professor steps closer to her them almost touching noses as he says ‘Mama you don’t gotta be nervous or afraid, if you want me to give it to you just ask me. I won’t even hesitate’ professor says as he slowly cuffed her Chin and pulled her into an intimate kiss inhaling deeply as it escalated.

Sophia continues the kiss for a few more moments before breaking it wrapping her hand in his tie, ‘I want you’ sounding a little breathless turning the professor on more. ‘I know you do baby’ the professor said gently brushing his hand down the side of her face, ‘lay down, and open your legs for me’ Sophia proceeds to do so as the professor smiled and watched, As she finished doing what he asked he then spoke ‘good girl’ as he then walked closer to her then sliding his fingers up her inner thigh to tease her already wet pussy. he rubbed his thumb around her clitoris teasing even more before gently sliding off her white see through lingerie panties. He took off his shirt revealing his soft skin and muscular chest.

sniffing the panties and throwing them to the side, he licked his middle and ring finger before rubbing her clitoris once again before loosing his belt and took of his cargo baggy black jeans revealing his huge cock print in his underwear. he took her hand and rubbed it around his print moaning and groaning a little. And just know you aren’t going nowhere….’ As I finished reading this class started clapping, I look at Matt to see him smirking arms crossed god he looks perfect.

‘Great job mrs L/N and um can you see me after class?’ I smiled and nodded my head as I walked back to my seat.

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Class ended and I’m packing up my stuff as I hear heather start talking, ‘girl your paper was so good like ugh i felt the emotion and I think professor sturniolo liked it too’ she winks putting on her backpack. ‘Who knows but I’ll see you after?’ ‘Duh ofc you will’ I laugh putting on my backpack, soon everyone leaves and I walk up to the professors desk. ‘You wanted to speak with me?’ I say smiling, ‘yea I did um your writing is so excellent your a very talented young lady’ he smiled leaning forward on the desk. ‘Well it is my specialty’ I smirk ‘mmh we’ll keep up the good work’ he smiles packing up his stuff ‘Will do!’ I laugh as I leave his class.

professor Sturniolo has been here for about two weeks now and to say I’ve got him wrapped around my finger is an understatement to say the least, he’s has been favoriting me for weeks now always giving me extra credit and pushing back deadlines for me I didn’t think anything of it until now.

‘Girl he’s so into you!’ Heather says as we enter the empty class, ‘I don’t know..’ I mean if that was true god it would fuel my sexual fantasies so much. ‘I’m telling you it’s a matter of time before he fucks you’ heather and I take our seats up front as professor sturniolo walks in, ‘good morning Y/N morning heather’ he says giving me this irresistible look that makes me just want him ‘Good morning’ I smile.

As I’m writing our notes for an essay coming up in feel him walk up to my desk as he wisphers in my ear ‘see me after class’ he says as he walks back to his desk. I can’t lie that did make me aroused I know it’s wrong but it also feels right.

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As everyone left the class I see the smirk growing on his face as the class grows empty. Once the class is completely empty he stands up from his chair and leaned his back against his desk as his arms were crossed, ‘you know you’re a very special young lady..’ ‘mmh you think’ I smirk teasing him a little. ‘I do.. very much the work you’ve turned in has been exceptional your writing style is remarkable..” he walks over to my desk and leans down to my ear. ‘And i must say you’re a very beautiful girl..”

‘Thank you, I appreciate it’ I smile as he basically towers over me, ‘so you got a boyfriend?’ He says as he runs his hand through my hair ‘no.. what about you got a girlfriend or a wife?’ I say looking up at him. ‘Oh no it’s just me’ I mentally take note of that even though it shouldn’t matter to me ‘look your very talented and happen to be very beautiful and I want you to be more than just a basic writer you can be so much more’ he says sitting on the desk next to me ‘I know I’ve always believed I can do it I just wasn’t even sure how to start’ honestly I’m lying I know exactly why he’s saying all of this but I just wanna see how far he’ll take things.

‘Well how about this .. you help me and I’ll make sure you get right where you need to be’ he smirks ‘okay but how will I help you?’ I already know what he wants I just wanna tease him a little I’ve seen way to many teacher and student movies and books to not know. ‘What if you let me teach you a few things mmh? Fuck I can’t lie that did make me a little wet ‘mmh like what?’ I tease standing in his face, next thing I know I’m picked up and placed on his desk.

‘Let me please you..’ he says kissing my neck harshly. I can’t deny as the kiss gets longer the more I’m starting to crave more. He started kissing lower down my neck placing open mouthed kisses onto my breast, i tugged on his hair as his hand slid down into my skirt. ‘Well look at that my perfect student getting all wet for her professor huh such a slut..’ he says as he pulls down my skirt and my underwear harshly.

I bite my lip as I see him spit on his fingers I don’t know what has gotten into me but right now I need him in me, he takes his fingers and slide them into my dripping pussy as he gives me no time to adjust he fingers me very rough.

‘Oh my- fuck’ I moan throwing my head back biting my lip, ‘mmh feels good doesn’t it? He looks like a kid in a candy store the way he’s looking at my vagina right now. ‘fuck yes.’ He smiles at my response and stands up pulling his pants and boxers off and holy shit he’s fucking big.

‘That’s supposed to fit in me?!’ I actually am now kinda nervous, ‘mmh I’ll make it fit’ he walks back over to the desk and pulls my legs forward and now I’m laying down on his desk legs wide open how the fuck did I get here?. He slides into me and I swear to god I saw stars fuck he felt so good, ‘fuck your so tight’ he moaned pounding into me like he was getting a fucking pay check.

‘Oh fuck sir omg..’ I moaned maybe a little too loudly, ‘fuck-please call me Matt’ he tried to say as he let out a choked groan. God his name makes this 10x hotter. ‘Fuck Matt I’m so close’ I moan, ’yea cum on this dick baby’ his thrust getting faster but more deeper.

‘Fuck I’m gonna cum!’ I screamed ‘me too baby let it out mama’ he moaned as I came all over his dick and I felt his warm cum fill me. ‘Fuck you did so good for me’ he smiled kissing my lips softly, ‘I don’t think I can walk..’ ‘it’s okay I’ll clean you up’ he walks to his desk and gets a rag and wipes both of us down. Once were cleaned up and I’m standing he walked up to me and smiled. ‘Well I guess I’ll be fucking you more often huh?’ I smiled ‘oh definitely’.

I smiled and walked out of the classroom fuck he better give me a good grade for that.

A/n: I hope you enjoyed plus Don’t hate this is my first smut ever so I’m so so sorry if it’s bad pls leave some tips in my inbox!

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Feel the Same (Matt x Reader)

(You don't have to listen to the song while you read, I just added it so you could listen to it if you wanted! This song is on Matt's personal Spotify account. The playlist is titled '!' (Odd I know)

Contents/Warnings: BSF!Matt, BSF!Reader, BSF!Nick, BSF!Chris, use of Y/N, Switch!Matt, Switch!Reader, oral (both receiving), sorta edging (?), smut, P in V (wrap it PLEASE), cumming inside, ASSUME YOU'RE ON THE PILL, cursing, suggestive language, use of 'mommy', and possibly more.

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Word Count: 2.2k

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Second Person POV

Matt was driving Nick, Chris, and you around town while you all shopped for things. Chris wanted to lay down in the very back, and Nick wanted to sit in his usual spot. This only left one seat available for you to sit. Which was the passenger seat, right beside Matt.

You had the aux, playing whatever song someone asked you to play. Currently, you were playing a song that Matt had requested. 'Maple Syrup' by the Backseat Lovers was blasting throughout the car's speakers. Everyone singing along to the lyrics.

'When we slept in the back of your car, and you left me with a pretty cool scar'

As Matt turned into the driveway, the song ended with Nick and Chris arguing about what to order for dinner. Matt just rolled his eyes, unlocking the car doors so everyone could get out. You reached for the door handle, but Matt stopped you. "Wait for Chris and Nick to get out. I wanna talk to you."

Chris shut the door, giving you and Matt a confused look before walking inside the house. You turned to Matt, attempting to read his expression. "What did you wanna talk about, Matt?" You asked with an eyebrow raised.

"I don't even know where to start, so forgive me if I ramble on. I want to start off by saying thank you for playing that song for me. I really enjoy listening to it. Especially if you sing along. I could listen to you forever. Speaking of forever, I want to be with you forever. In more than just a friend way. I've liked you for so long now, Y/N. You have no idea. I've tried to push these feelings away, but I can't. I understand if you don't feel the same way, but I had to let you know. You don't have to say anything. If you get out of this van, we can forget this conversation ever happened. Everything will go back to the way it was before. I'll understand. If you stay, let me show you how much I've been needing you. Let me be yours."

"Matt, I don't know what to say. I-" you started, but got cut off by Matt. "Y/N, please. If you want me as bad as I want you, then kiss me. If you don't feel the same, just get out of the van. I'll understand either way."

You unbuckle your seatbelt, open your door, get out of the van, and close the door back. You only wanted to tease Matt slightly. Make him think you were going inside the house. Instead, you walked over to Matt's side, opening his door, and climbing onto him. Your face was in close proximity to his as your thighs rested against his legs. You shifted on his lap in an attempt to get comfortable, which caused him to groan while gripping your hips.

You looked into Matt's eyes, feeling the intensity of the moment. "I've been wanting to tell you the same thing, Matt," you whispered, your breath mingling with his. "I just didn't know how."

Matt's eyes widened in surprise and relief. "Really?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. You nodded, leaning in closer. "Really. I've liked you for so long too."

With that, you closed the distance between you, pressing your lips to his in a tender, yet passionate kiss. The world outside the van seemed to disappear as you both melted into the moment, finally expressing the feelings you'd both been holding back for so long.

You felt him growing underneath you, which caused your hips to move against his. Your kiss became more heated, your hands locking behind his head, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. His grip on your hips tightened, feeling you grinding against him made it hard for him to contain himself.

Feeling a need for air, you pulled your lips away, resting your forehead against his. You both were breathing heavily, as you stared into each other's eyes. You smiled at him, kissing his nose gently, your forehead resting on his again. "Y/N," Matt rasped, his breath fanning against your lips.

You smiled softly, feeling the warmth of his breath. "Matt," you whispered back, your voice filled with emotion. "I've wanted this for so long." He looked at you with a mix of desire and affection. "I can't believe this is happening," he said, his hands still holding you close.

You leaned in and kissed him again, slow and tender this time, savoring the moment. "It's real," you murmured against his lips. "And I want you just as much. Let's go inside, yeah?" You offered, getting out of the car. Matt followed quickly behind you after shutting his car door, the bulge in his baggy jeans very evident.

You both made your way to Matt's room, holding hands as you walked. Once you finally entered Matt's room, he shut the door and locked it. You took the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head, leaving you in your bra and leggings. Matt couldn't help himself, he stared at you with such desire in his eyes, you couldn't help but be amused. You grabbed his hands, pulling him to you for a kiss. You placed his hands on your waist, wrapping yours around his neck to play with his hair. You pressed your body against his, feeling his hard erection against you.

You began to walk until the back of your thigh hit Matt's bed. Sitting down, he stood in between you, leaning down to continue the kiss. Your hands traveled down his chest, skimming against his sides as you pulled his shirt in an attempt to get him to take it off. Matt got the hint, pulling away from you long enough to take his shirt off.

He threw his shirt somewhere in his room, connecting his lips back to yours. You felt him start kneading his hands against your breasts, which caused you to moan into the kiss. This gave him the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth, exploring the way you tasted. Your tongue pressed against his, battling for dominance.

He leaned you down more, pressing his weight against you softly. He kissed from your lips to your neck, sucking and leaving marks which you were sure would bruise later. His lips made their way from your neck to the valley between your boobs, licking slowly and sensually as he sucked.

Once satisfied with the marks he left on your chest, he continued his journey. His breath tickled your tummy, making you giggle slightly. He locked his eyes with yours, smirking up at you. He left a gentle kiss right above the waistband of your leggings, before dipping his fingers into them.

"May I take these off?" Matt asked for your consent, his eyes boring into yours from below your stomach. Even though it was the bare minimum, you couldn't help but swoon. You felt the butterflies erupt from their cage, fluttering around carelessly. You nodded your head, your mind too clouded with need to form a sentence. "I need words, love."

"Yes Matt, please hurry," You begged, desperately needing to feel him in your heat. Simply just touching you somehow. He chuckled against your skin, pulling down your pants and underwear at the same time, tossing them into a pile on his floor with your shirt and his. The eye contact that you held with him was released as he looked at your dripping cunt.

"Fuck baby you're soaked for me," Matt said, his fingers collecting your wetness from your dripping hole and spreading it around your folds. You bit back a moan as you felt him attack your clit with his tongue. His middle finger made its way back to your hole, deliciously stretching you out as you removed your teeth from your bottom lip, letting out sounds of pleasure.

He flattened his tongue against your clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to make your toes curl. Your breath hitched when you felt him add his ring finger inside you. The pace of his fingers were unforgiving, as was the pace of his tongue on your clit. You let out a whimpered moan, signaling that you were close to your climax. "Matt-" you breathed out. "I'm so close."

You whined at the loss of contact, propping yourself up on your elbows to look at the brunette boy in confusion. He stood up, removing his sweatpants and boxers at the same time, causing his dick to bounce against his stomach. Instead of looking into his eyes, you shamelessly stared at his length. You wondered if he would even fit inside you.

"Get on your knees, Y/N," Matt ordered, causing you to remove your gaze from his cock to his face. "W-what? Matt are you serious?" You looked at him confused, not sure if he was serious. You never heard him so commanding. You would be lying if you said you weren't insanely turned on by his dominance. "I didn't stutter," was all he said as he took your hands in his, pulling you up off the bed.

You quickly got on your knees, looking up at him submissively. "You're going to take this cock like a good girl, yeah?" Matt said, wrapping one of his hands around your throat while the other gathered your hair into a makeshift ponytail. You whimpered in response, your head nodding slightly, barely able to move due to his grip on you. "Yes Matt," you breathed out.

"Open," you opened your mouth wide, eyes focused on his. You felt him enter your mouth slowly, your tongue swirling around his tip teasingly. "Fuck don't tease," he said thrusting into your mouth aggressively, causing you to gag as he hit the back of your throat with his tip.

He gripped your hair and throat tighter as he thrust into you aggressively. His pace was ruthless, making tears spill from your eyes. With a final thrust, he pulled out of your mouth, releasing his grip on you while pulling you up to your feet.

He connected his lips to yours, making you taste yourself just as he tasted himself. "Jump," he mumbled against your lips. You complied, your thighs wrapping around his waist as his hands found your ass.

Matt threw you lightly onto the bed, your back hitting his pillows softly as he climbed in after you. He wrapped your legs around his waist, positioning himself with your entrance. He gripped his hands on your hips while his eyes moved to your face. His tip entered you, his face scanning yours for any signs of discomfort. You threw your head back, squeezing your eyes shut, getting lost on the feeling of pleasure. Once he bottomed out, he let out a sigh. Almost one of relief.

"Let me know when I can move, okay?" Matt asked, his eyes still focused on your face. "Okay," you whimpered. After adjusting to him, you nodded your head while saying, "You can move now,"

Matt began to move slowly, his rhythm steady and deliberate. The room filled with the soft sounds of your breaths mingling and the bed creaking gently beneath you. Each thrust sent a wave of warmth through your body, your skin tingling with the intensity of it all. His eyes never left your face, watching every reaction, every sigh that escaped your lips.

Your fingers curled into the sheets, gripping them tightly as the pleasure built. It felt like a tide rising inside you, each movement bringing you closer to the crest. The world around you both seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you, entwined in this intimate dance.

Matt's pace quickened, his grip on your hips tightening. You could feel the tension in his muscles, the heat of his skin against yours. Every motion, every touch, was a silent conversation between your bodies, a testament to the connection you shared.

One of his hands moved from your hip to your clit, moving his thumb to the rhythm of his hips drilling into yours. "I'm gonna cum," you said. Matt quickly pulled out of you, flipping you to where you were straddling him.

"Ride me, pretty girl. I wanna see your tits bounce," Matt stated, his hands gripping your waist tightly. You positioned yourself over him, feeling the heat of his body against yours. As you began to move, his hands guided your hips, helping you find a rhythm. The sensation was overwhelming, each movement sending shivers down your spine. Your breaths came faster, mingling with his as you rode him, the intensity building with every bounce. Matt's eyes were locked on you, your tits, his gaze filled with lust and admiration. The room was filled with the sounds of your bodies coming together, skin slapping against skin.

He moved his thumb back to your clit, stimulating it in order to draw your orgasm nearer. Your head tipped back, eyes shutting tightly as you felt your climax approach. Your breathing picked up, as did Matt's. You felt him twitch inside you, signaling that he was about to cum. "Can I cum inside you, Mommy? Please?" You nodded your head vigorously, too fucked out to verbally respond.

You felt his warm cum shoot up inside you, painting your vagina walls white with his hot streaks of release. Moaning loudly, you both rode out your highs, your thighs shaking slightly. You collapsed on top of him, wrapping your hands around him tightly, him doing the same.

A/N 2: LMK what you guys think! First time writing anything for Matt tbh 🙈

[hphmmatthewluther]

Back By Midnight: Operation OBSERVATORY - Part 1/4

(A/N: And we're back! I know I've been on hiatus for....a while...but uni and stress is finally all behind me and I can spend this summer writing as much as possible! And so we're back with Back By Midnight! This chapter features @camillejeaneshphm 's wonderful oc Camille!)

Taglist of peeps who might be interested (lemme know if you want to be added or removed!): @akaisenhatake​ @camillejeaneshphm​ @catohphm​ @fangirl-screaming​ @rosachaotic​ @ag907​ @nikyiscreepy​ @oseathepebble​

Matthew Luther has been brought into the mysterious Midnight Foundation, but before he can become a fully-fledged agent he must prove himself in their training program. Determined to help solve the mysteries discovered previously, he must make new friends and overcome the obstacles set out before him if he wants to live up to his title of “Agent Moon”...

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Dawn broke over the city of London, and Matthew was awake for it. He was sitting on a balcony overlooking an empty street, dressed in a loose-ish dark red shirt and dark blue denim jeans (Galileo had told him that it would be best to dress smart-casual for the first day). He was eating breakfast as he sat there, every few seconds turning to look at the suitcase just behind him. It was everything he’d apparently need for the next four months.

Finishing breakfast, he left the balcony and carried the bowl and the suitcase downstairs to the kitchen. Sitting there reading the paper was a man in his early fifties with short brown hair and a small beard along his chin. He turned to Matthew and smiled. Matthew tried to smile back, and not look at the headline which read “CENTRAL LONDON FIRE AND BREAK-IN: INVESTIGATIONS ONGOING”. Funny. He’d been the victim of one and the cause of the other.

“You all ready, then?” Peter Luther asked, putting the newspaper down. “You know, I’m really proud of you for doing this. Putting yourself out there, and getting some great experience, too.”

Matthew nodded, smiling in the same way he’d smiled at that Reflection employee two weeks ago. “Yeah, it’s great that they offer short courses like these at colleges. It’s not completely related to my degree, obviously, but there’s a lot more crossover than you’d expect.”

“Well, you’d be the expert in that.” Peter shrugged. It was a pretty good cover story, all things considered, but even someone like him, who’d left school at 16, could tell that going from biology to astronomy was something of a leap. “But I trust you, Matt, I want you to know that. Make sure you enjoy yourself up there, okay?”

“Course I will, yeah.” Matthew paused as he saw a car pull up outside. “Ah, there’s my friend I told you about. I should probably head off, don’t want to keep them waiting…”

Peter gave Matthew a brief hug and smiled at him. Matt said another quiet “bye” to his Dad and opened the door, taking a brief look at the pictures on the wall before leaving. Some had four people in them, but most had three. Blinking for a moment, he turned and walked out the door, closing it behind him. He went to get in the back of the car, before hearing the voice of the driver.

“In the front, Agent Moon, if that’s alright.” came the voice of Agent Terra, who was sitting in the driver’s seat. He looked in to see Agent Gaia sitting at the back, a laptop on her legs and a pile of folders in the middle seat that had toppled onto the third seat due to the movement of the car. “We’re meant to be working right now, but…we wanted to have a chat before you started training.”

Terra pressed a button and the boot door opened, allowing Matt to put his suitcase and rucksack in. Closing it back down, he walked over and got into the passenger seat, and had barely put his seatbelt on when the car,a decently expensive one from what Matthew could tell, started moving.

Gaia cleared her throat as they passed through the London streets. “See, Agent Galileo told us you were off today, and that she’d be sending Agent Eclipse to pick you up. And Terra wasn’t sure-”

“Hey, don’t pin all this on me, ok?” Terra said, rolling his eyes. “We both agreed that it’d be better if we were the ones to do it. Just to make sure…uhm…”

“That Atticus wouldn’t scare me off?” Matthew guessed. The two looked at each other before Terra refocused on the road.

“Something like that.” Agent Gaia said in a hushed voice, looking down at her laptop screen. “It’s weird knowing his name now, but honestly, it fits him. Galileo did tell us not to tell any other agents, though. Eclipse likes to keep his secrets, after all.”

Matthew thought about the years he’d known Atticus. They’d played together as kids whenever they were allowed over to see his mother’s side of the family. That visit where he’d told Matthew to go for the MI6 job was the last time he’d seen Atticus in years. “Yeah, I guess he does. I feel bad for having yelled it out, um, back at E- um, Agent Galileo’s office.”

“Don’t worry about it, you had no way of knowing.” Terra reassured him, taking another turning as the car snaked through the London suburbs. “If I’d seen one of my cousins working as a spy, I’d probably have the same reaction. Though probably best to switch to Eclipse while you’re training.”

Matthew nodded, looking out of the window as the buildings around them gradually became further spaced apart and shorter as they entered the Greater London area. The patchwork of suburbs that surrounded the city made for a nice view as the car sped through, the traffic minimal seeing as they had passed the morning rush hour. He noticed that Terra wasn’t following a satnav or a phone, and instead appeared to know the route from memory. Terra briefly looked back at Matthew and smiled, with Matthew smiling back, before turning his full attention to the road once more.

“You all healed up, by the way? Some of those bruises looked pretty nasty.” Terra asked, scratching his head as he took the car onto an A-Road. The expensive-ish houses around them gave way to the green and pleasant fields of the English countryside, minus the housing development site or two.

Matthew turned back around, having been counting how many fields of sheep he saw. “Oh yeah, uh, I’m more or less perfect. The stuff Agent Luna gave me cleared them up in no time.”

“Yeah, Luna’s the best.” Gaia smiled from the back seat, her quiet typing having not stopped since the journey began. “Or so I’ve heard. I’ve never really needed the Medical Team’s help, being a handler and all.”

Terra chuckled. “Nope, me neither.”

Gaia suddenly cleared her throat. “Well, actually-”

“Oh, for god’s sake-”

“I have a rather distinct memory of you burning your finger on the toaster in the break room-”

“It was a bad burn!” Terra hissed, rolling his eyes as the car came to a stop at a red light.. “It needed medical attention!”

“Yes, and Agent Luna was there to provide; her invaluable guidance of “stop screaming and run your hand under the tap” really saved the day, didn’t it?” Gaia snorted, clearly remembering the incident in vivid detail in her head. “At least she had the decency to say you were very brave and it wasn’t your fault the toaster was still warm.”

“You are totally misrepresenting things!-”

Matthew watched all of this with a bemused expression. “Um…light’s green, um…” he muttered.

“If you hadn’t denied it, I wouldn’t have had to explain!”

“I denied it because I knew you would explain!”

Matthew cleared his throat, albeit quietly. “Um, the light is-”

There was a loud honk from behind, and Terra hastily moved the car forward. Silence followed for a few seconds, before Matthew couldn’t help but laugh. Eventually, the twins followed.

“Sorry, Moon, didn’t mean to…” Terra paused, covering his mouth to hold in more laughter. “This is why we tend to stay back at HQ. At least there we can argue all we want without annoying anyone.”

Matthew simply smiled. “It’s not annoying to me, really. As long as you keep your eye on the road, you can argue all you like.”

Gaia sifted through the notes on the seat beside her. “Well, that’s very nice of you to say. And once you’re through training here, you’ll get to listen to us argue a lot more.”

“I look forward to it.” Matthew said, watching as the countryside scenery continued to roll on by. Eventually, he spoke up again. “So…I’m guessing you can’t say much about the training, right?”

Terra shrugged. “Well, they change it every time, since people can retake it and everything, but the basic principles are always the same. You know, physical ability, problem solving, teamwork, ability to deal with the stresses of the job, all that stuff.”

Matthew had assumed as much, but hearing it from someone else made it all feel a lot more real somehow. “I see…wonder if I’ll have to retake it…”

Terra and Gaia looked at each other briefly. “Are you joking?” Gaia chuckled, leaning forward to look at Matthew. “You’ve already got a successful mission under your belt, what do you have to worry about?”

“Yeah, but…” he trailed off, his smile fading. “A lot of that was down to you two.”

Terra sighed. “Look, we appreciate it, really. But you can’t sit there and say that some of that wasn’t because of your own skills, right?”

Matthew shrugged. “I…I guess? I dunno, sorry, um…” he stammered, wincing at himself. He tried not to think about what Bill would say if all of this was for nothing, or what Terra and Gaia would think of the person who took Bill’s title, or even what Eclipse would think. “I just don’t know if I can do it again.”

“Well…” Terra said, a small smile appearing on his face, “There’s only one way to find out.”

The car drove through a roundabout, off the A-Road, and past a hill with some trees on it before a vast compound came into view. There were half a dozen hills scattered across the area, each with its own domed building with a large telescope sticking out of it. Matthew watched as small shuttered hangars, large antennae, and smallish buildings that reminded him of university housing went by, until Terra stopped the car by the front entrance, a sign over the doors reading “Haverhill Observatory - Operated by The Midnight Foundation”.

“Alright, this is you.” Terra said, leaning back in his seat. “Gaia, his things?”

Gaia leant forward again and passed a document of some kind with a card paperclipped alongside it. Matthew took it and noted Agent Galileo’s signature on it, as well as a blue stamp with the Midnight Foundation’s logo on it. He got out of the car and held up the paper. Sure enough, the stamp matched the logo next to the double doors. He turned back around to grab his bags from the boot, before turning back to the twins.

“Thanks for this, I really appreciate it.” He looked down at the card quickly, and was surprised to see that it had the image from his MI6 file.

“No worries, Moon. We’ll see you on the other side, yeah?” Gaia said, waving to him with a smile.

Terra gave a wave and a nod too. “Good luck, mate. They won’t know what hit ‘em.” Both agents rolled up their windows, and the car rolled away. Matthew stood there for a second, took a breath, and turned towards the double doors. Entering, he saw that the architecture was quite similar to that of the London Headquarters, though much smaller and without the large carvings and sculptures, instead favouring detailed paintings of the solar system as well as several stars, presumably ones discovered here. 

Not wanting to be late, he stepped towards the desk. He would have said something (hopefully something coherent), but the receptionist interrupted before he could.

“Card and certificate, please.” He said, in a tone that suggested that he’d be spending most of today saying those four words. Matthew obliged, and watched as he stamped the certificate once more before putting it in a pile of certificates nearby. Matthew guessed that maybe 7 or 8  people had arrived here before him. That made him feel some amount of relief: he probably wasn’t late. Once the receptionist had scanned the card, he passed it back to Matthew.

“Oh, thank you-” he said quietly. The receptionist looked up in surprise, as if he hadn’t expected to be thanked, before continuing to type away on a computer.

“...You’re signed in…Agent. Would you like to be known as Matthew Luther for your time in training or choose another name?”

It was now Matthew’s turn to be surprised. He knew they’d have to take measures to make sure people didn’t know about just how he’d been recruited, but to take on a new name? He thought about it for a moment, about what he wanted his name to be associated with, and-

“Matthew Luther is fine, thank you.” He said, adjusting the collar of his shirt a little. The receptionist typed this into the computer. Another button pressed, and there was a click from the door to the left.

“Thank you, Mr Luther. If you’ll continue into the cloak room you can drop your luggage there. It will be brought to your room. Then, continue on until you reach the meeting room.”

Matthew nodded, and started on his way before pausing and turning back around. “Sorry, um, I don’t suppose there’s a map or something, is there?”

The receptionist’s face formed a smile, a sort of this is my favourite part of the job smile. “You should be able to find it. If not, a member of staff will come to collect you.”

Matthew clicked his tongue. “I see. Thanks again.” he said, turning back to the door, his brain registering the feeling that the training might have already begun.

The cloak room, at least, seemed fairly normal. He slotted his suitcase in the nearby rack, which seemed to operate like an airport baggage claim in reverse, with the baggage disappearing from view as the rack spun around. It now occurred to him that he had very little trust in this place, and found himself wondering what was and wasn’t a test. Needless to say, he decided to keep a hold of his rucksack just in case. Slinging it on his back, he opened the other door and left the cloakroom. He found himself walking through a thin, brown corridor with several framed signs on the wall. One read “DO NOT TRACK MUD INTO THE OBSERVATORY”, the next said “PLEASE DO NOT LITTER OR LEAVE BELONGINGS BEHIND”, and the final one read “BE CAREFUL - EQUIPMENT EASILY DISTURBED”.

Matthew could admit that he felt a little patronised by all this, but knew he had to balance this with the fact that somewhere in those signs was the guide to not failing at the first hurdle. Cautiously, very cautiously, he opened the door into the next room, though stood in the doorway without going right in. This room was wider than the last one, and a lot less brown too. The floor consisted of several metal squares, which looked similar to the material that escalators were made from. To his left and right, the walls were covered in pipes and venting, as white as the wall they covered. Finally, Matt looked up at the ceiling, which oddly enough reminded him of the ceiling of a classroom.

Surely not was Matthew’s first thought. He had been taught during his time at MI6 to disregard any and all cliches from spy movies, even the ones as subtle as using codes and ciphers. These days, all messaging was done in encrypted programs. But considering the Midnight Foundation already had a propensity for the use of gadgets, he realised he couldn’t be too careful. 

He took his rucksack off of his back, and pulled out one of the pens he’d packed. He wondered vaguely if the Foundation made pens that exploded as he tossed the pen into the room. The pen bounced off the square it hit perfectly, then the next one just the same, but it was when the pen landed in between two of the slits of the metal that Matthew realised what the problem was. Slowly, the square the pen had landed on started to tilt.

Matthew leant down to look at the square closest to him, or rather through it. He pulled out his phone and the light passed through, revealing a large pool of mud. This was a military survival course crammed into an observatory. He had to marvel at the ingenuity of it all, a smile forming on his face as he lent on the doorframe. He looked over to the pen that he’d dropped. Judging by the signs, he probably shouldn’t leave it there, and so very slowly he put his bag back on his back and tiptoed towards the square where it had ended up. 

Fortunately, he’d thrown the pen sideways more than he had forward, and so in only three or four squares he’d almost gotten to it. Already starting to slip, he reached for the pipes, and was surprised to find they were sturdy enough to hold his weight. Something occurred to him at that moment. He pulled himself further to the edge of the room, grabbing another pipe to do so, and hoisted his feet up to rest on the pipes too. They didn’t budge. Loosening a finger, he tapped on the pipes, and as he’d suspected, there was the thunk thunk of a decidedly un-hollow “pipe”.

A full smile on his face, he started manoeuvring across the wall of pipes, picking up his pen as he went along. From this angle, he could make out several muddy footprints across the other half of the room, presumably from people who tried to brute force it. For Matthew, it seemed the rules of hiking applied to this test: Leave no trace. It seemed incredibly fitting for spies too.

Across the room he went, tapping the pipes before putting his weight on them just to make sure the Foundation hadn’t put any decoys in to mess with anyone who’d found the solution. He came to the far wall, and looked over to the door. There were a few squares between him and the door, which by far had the most mud on them. It seemed the challenge of the room wasn’t over just yet. Something else had caught his notice as well. The footholds that seemed designed into the pipes had been going upward, so much so that Matthew’s brown hair was brushing against the ceiling. Unable to help himself, he stretched upward a little and felt the square in the ceiling move upward. He’d always wanted to do that whilst at school.

He shook his head as he focused his attention on the door, head still brushing against the ceiling. Did they want him to jump for it? He considered it and got ready to go for it, trying to get as high up the pipes as possible, before realising that there was no longer a ceiling overhead. He looked up, and a pair of hands was holding the square. There was a gasp, and the hands dropped it. Matthew didn’t have time to stop it hitting him square in the face, but at least was able to reach out to grab it before it fell onto the floor. He coughed and sputtered from the dust, before looking up at where the hands had come from. There was a light.

He was only able to stammer the word “H-Hey!” as he quickly clambered upward, having to breathe in a bit to get his long legs through. He placed down the ceiling part and breathed a sigh of relief as he hit solid ground. He really should have guessed that the ceiling at a state-of-the-art observatory shouldn’t have done that. The area above the room was dusty and small, the light Matthew had seen emanating from a crawl space in the wall. 

Matthew’s attention, however, was on who the pair of hands had belonged to. Here on the ceiling with him was a woman around his age, perhaps a year or two older. She was fat and had brown skin, with dark curly hair and bright green eyes that reminded Matthew of his own, though they were more of an olive shade compared to his. She also, somehow, seemed even more nervous than him.

“Um,” he began, still getting his feet in through the hole in the ceiling, “hello. Sorry, um-”

Before he could say anything else, the woman made a noise that Matthew could only describe as a “squeak”. “Oh! I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to let that hit you, I was just trying to slot it back in! They…took marks off from me for it last, um…” she trailed off, and before Matthew could say anything else she had fled through the crawlspace, her red trainers dropping away with the rest of her into the light. Matthew turned back to look at the ceiling square, rubbing his forehead where it had struck him. He slotted it back in place, the light from the room below disappearing. A few seconds later, he heard the sound of the door below opening, a single footstep, and a muddy splash. Matthew chuckled silently as he moved towards the crawlspace.

To his surprise, the crawlspace didn’t lead to the room on the other side of the door, but instead veered left, ending at an exit 30 metres or so away. Matthew watched as the woman from earlier appeared outside, squatting down to put the grate back over it. Gritting his teeth, Matthew continued onward, trying his best to move quickly, though this was difficult as a result of his height. He kept going, making sure to avoid a few bits of mud here and there before reaching the grate himself. He reached out and pushed it open, and hoisted himself out. He got up, caught his breath, stretched, and put the grate back in its place.

At this point he was half-expecting a bottle with a label reading Drink Me or something of the sort, but instead, the room was totally empty save for a single door, and a sign next to it reading MEETING ROOM ONE. Not wanting to take any chances, Matthew once again opened the door and remained in the doorframe. This time, however, he needn’t have worried; inside was a fairly standard lecture room, complete with blue leather seats. Matthew saw 4 other people in the room already, the woman from the ceiling among them, as well as a man in his late forties at the front of the room.

“Ah, welcome. Thank you for arriving so promptly.” He said, adjusting the glasses on his face as well as his neatly combed hair. “If you could take a seat, we shall wait for the others before we begin.”

Matthew sat down near the back of the room, trying not to be too close to anyone. He leant back, the realisation that he had made it through a military survival course unscathed. He’d followed the signs the very best he could, but he couldn’t help but look over to the woman who’d been up in the ceiling. He promised himself to thank her at the next chance he got, having realised that if not for her, his feet would likely be covered in mud and he’d probably not even have found the room. He still wasn’t convinced that he had what it took for all this.

Over the next half an hour, about a dozen or so others came into the room, with varying degrees of mud on their clothes. Once that happened, the man at the front pressed a button on the laptop he was standing in front of. Five minutes later, and the door opened once more. A man and a woman wearing security uniforms gestured into the room, and around ten more people filed in, none making eye contact, every single one with mud on them. Matthew figured that the door must not have led anywhere. With everyone assembled, the man in front cleared his throat.

“Thank you.” He said, nodding to the two security guards who turned and left the room. “Well, on behalf of the Midnight Foundation, I’d like to welcome you all to Haverhill Observatory, and of course, to your Basic Training. Over the next four months we will build up and test the skills needed to be one of our agents.”

“Now, a lot of you come from various governmental departments, military espionage groups, private military companies and intelligence organisations. An agent of ours scouted you for your talents, as well as an interest in astronomy, and you were asked to attend this four-month training course.”

Matthew took a moment to examine the room. There was a group near the front who he recognised as fellow agents of MI6. They didn’t seem to pay him much attention. He’d never exactly minded that, but Matthew was starting to wonder if that had been a mistake on his part.

The man continued. “My name is Agent Hubble, and I will be overseeing this first part of your training. Much of this first month or so will involve you getting used to the very basic duties an Agent has to follow, featuring a mix of spywork and astronomy. You’ll notice that for an agency like this one, we’re rather open amongst ourselves about the fact that we are, indeed, spies. We are secret agents. This is true above all other things, at all times. What that means for each of you may differ slightly, but it should nevertheless bring you to similar conclusions about what to prioritise when on missions.”

“Now, to begin. I’d like to ask you all to find someone to work with. We have surmised over several years of carrying this training out that cooperation is one of the skills least developed in our recruits, and so to correct this we have decided to create opportunities to use this skill from the very beginning of your time here.”

Matthew felt like his stomach was about to turn in on itself. He’d done so well up until this point, even if he’d needed a bit of help, and now it was all bound to collapse. He knew how this would go. He looked over at the group of recruits from MI6, and sure enough they were either pairing up with their friends from other groups or with each other. He felt an urge to just leave the room, but then he turned to see the woman from earlier. He recognised the exact same things he was feeling at once, from the stomach ache to the eyes looking around the room trying to decide what to do. He stood up, adjusting his rucksack, and crossed the room.

“Um, hello-” he began, in very much the same way he had when she’d dropped the ceiling on his head. “S-Sorry, I, um…I wanted to, um…”

“Oh, I’m so sorry about that, really, don’t let me take up your time-” she insisted, her french accent still as strong as before.

“Wait, um, that wasn’t…I actually wanted to thank you.”

The woman raised her eyebrow. “Really?”

“Well, I would have had to do the walk of shame otherwise, I imagine, so…yeah.” Matthew shrugged.

She blinked, unsure how exactly to respond. “Oh…well, it’s no problem, really. You should…probably find a partner, though…”

“Yeah, um…” he sighed, looking out over the lecture hall. “...I don’t exactly know anyone here. Would it, um…would it be ok if I worked with you? It’s totally ok if not, um…” he said, trailing off as he winced at himself. The others seemed to make it so easy, but then again a lot of them seemed to know each other.

Matthew would have dwelled more on his failure to network if not for hearing: “Really? You’d…want to work with me? I…I should probably tell you now, this isn’t my first time attempting to pass, I’ve…had to retry it several times now.” she admitted, looking away for a moment.

“I’m ok with that.” Matthew replied bluntly. He couldn’t explain it, but for some reason when he talked to her it didn’t feel like he was struggling to find ways to respond. That he could trust her to be patient with him.

“Oh…well, as long as you’re sure.” She said, gesturing for him to sit down. “I should probably introduce myself. My name’s Camille..”

Matthew sat down, allowing himself to smile as the stress faded from his body. “Nice to meet you, Camille. My name’s Matthew.”

“Pleasure to meet you, Mathieu.” Camille said, smiling back in very much the same way. “If you enjoyed getting here, you should see what we’ve got to do to get our room keys.”

[angelisaslutforthesturniolos]

When you cant choose, why not have both🤭 part 1

Warnings: smut, p in v, creampie, daddy kink, (p n v), f!ngering), unprotected! (Wrap it before you tap it!)

Y/n (your name)

Chris

Matt

Nick

Aubreigh (your friend)

Your 21 and a Virgin! Your biggest insecurity was being a virgin past 20! You had thought of asking your friend chris to take it quite a few times, yet it just felt so wrong.

Chris had been your best friend for 5 years now, you were very close with him, and his brothers matt and nick.

You were supposed to be meeting Chris, matt, nick and aubreigh (your other best friend) at the arcade, for Chris's birthday, but you were running late.

You only just started getting dressed when you heard a voice.

"Hey, need some help" it was chris, he had a huge grin on his face.

"Chris! I'm getting dressed get out!"

"Ha sorry, nothing I haven't seen before".

"So, ugh you know what, fine I do need your help".

"Really" Chris smirked.

"Yes, I can't choose a outfit for your birthday." You said with an annoyed look on your face.

"Sorry, I was just kidding, of course I'll help!" Chris replied feeling sorry, he ran over and straight away pulled out this short, tight black dress, you never wore cause you felt you were on display.

"Perfect, this one makes your ass look good" Chris smirked jokingly throwing it at you.

"CHRIS!", "this is way to revealing". You shouted

"Oh come on it looks so good on you, pleaseee, for the birthday boy?" Chris said with a sweet tone throwing puppy dog eyes at you.

Ugh you almost cringed at the sight, "ugh fine, thank you and happy birthday!".

"Ha thanks, no need for a gift BTW, you in this dress will be my gift", he winked.

Chris and you were friends since forever! He had never thought of you any more than a friend, "why was he flirting so much" you thought.

You got changed but felt a presence behind you, "go away chris, ew gross, im getting changed." You yelled, but when you turned around expecting see chris, you saw matt instead, he was stood against the door frame with this look on his face, it was different, almost scary.

"M-m-matt?" You stuttered surprised, "what are you d- doing here, i-i am getting ready for the arcade!

"Hey baby, you look soooo good in that damn dress, mmm" matt said licking his lips whilst looking you up and down capturing every inch of your body in this dress, "im ready, but I don't know if I can go with you looking like that, to distracting." Matt said with a serious look on his face.

It almost looked like he wasn't joking..

"M-matt um- ew, your gross, now get out ill wear what I want!" You shouted, though you almost liked this side of him.

"I don't care what matt says I'll wear it to annoy him, yeah and he will be begging all night" you thought to yourself feeling very mischievous.

It was 9:30 pm and you, matt, Chris, nick, aubreigh all left for the arcade.

There was 2 cars, aubreigh, chris and nick in one, you and matt in the other.

It was just you and matt now, alone, it was so silent he could probably hear your loud breathing you thought, matt reached a hand and placed it on your thigh, you jumped shocked at his cold hand on your thigh. "M-matt what are y-you doing?" You said shakily, yet no reply, he was silent. You felt so nervous and sweaty, his finger started sliding up higher almost touching your heat, you felt yourself getting wet, until, you arrived

"No dang it" you yelled out loud by accident

Matt giggled at you.

Hey guys thanks for reading I know it's not spicy fanfic, but it will be very spicy in part 2!

Part 2 will be out today or tommorow! And it's gonna be very spicy sooo warning ⚠️

FILTH I MEAN IT!

With love and a dirty mind, 𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵🫶