#matt's face ‼️‼️‼️

[skylarbee]

i can't get enough of this video, so here's alex sweetly saying that miles deserves an award 🥺, matt's face (please watch closely) + alex sounding almost exactly like paul mccartney for some reason?

[vanteguccir]

── ୨୧ !　SAFEWORD

matt sturniolo x reader

SUMMARY: Where Matt comes home angry after a stressful day and takes it out on Y/N, making her use her safeword.

WARNING: SMUT ‼️ explicit language, p in v, Mean!Matt, rough sex, slight dumbification/degradation, pet names, hair pulling, use of safeword, crying.

REQUESTED?: Yes, by anon.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism, copy, or "inspiration"! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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"Matt- please, I can't-" Y/N's body trembled under Matt's relentless touch, her breath hitching in her throat as waves of pleasure and pain intertwined in a cruel dance that had been going on for hours.

Matt had been different tonight; more intense, more demanding, more relentless. But beneath the surface, Y/N could sense the weight of something darker, something that had driven him to this edge.

He had returned from his day full of meetings with tension radiating from every pore, his usual warmth replaced with an icy determination that made Y/N’s heart race with equal parts fear and excitement.

She couldn't lie and say that she didn't loved how he pushed her, how he could make her body sing in ways no one else ever had, but tonight, he was pushing her beyond her limits. His hands were rougher, his words sharper, filled with a biting edge of degradation that made her cheeks flush with shame and arousal.

"Fuck, you’re such a dirty little slut." Matt growled, his voice rough, almost feral as he pressed her face into the mattress, his grip on her hips tight enough to bruise. "Look at you, so fucking needy. Is this all you’re good for? Spreading your legs and taking my cock?"

Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest, the sting of his words cutting deep. They had always enjoyed playing on the edge of roughness, pushing each other to the brink, but at that moment there was an edge to Matt’s tone that was darker, more vicious, and it scared her as much as it turned her on.

"Matt-" She gasped loudly, feeling his tip brushing against her most sensitive spot.

"Yeah, baby? You like being used like this, don’t you?" Matt continued, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "Such a fucking whore, taking everything I give you, begging for more."

Tears pricked at the corners of Y/N’s eyes, her body barely keeping up with the intensity of his thrusts, each one sending shockwaves through her body, pushing her further and further into a headspace where all she could feel was him; his roughness, his anger, his need.

Her mind was a chaotic mess of conflicting emotions. She adored the way Matt had the power to dominate her, the way he could take control and make her feel small, vulnerable, but safe.

But now, there was no safety net, no gentle undertone to his words, no soft looks, or tender touches to remind her that this was just play. It felt real - too real - and it terrified her. She was on the verge of tears, her body betraying her as it responded to his cruel words and rough touch with mindless, desperate arousal.

"Answer me." Matt snarled, his hand fisting in her hair and yanking her head back, forcing her to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark, burning with an intensity that made her stomach twist with a mixture of fear and need. "Tell me what you are. Tell me how much you fucking love this."

"I-I love it." Y/N stammered, her voice shaky, barely audible as she tried to keep up with the relentless pace he had set, shuddering. "I love being your s-slut, Matt. Please..."

"Please, what?" He demanded, interrupting her, his lips curling into a cruel smirk as he watched her struggle beneath him. "Please fuck you harder? Is this not enough?"

Her mind was spinning, her thoughts tangled in the web of humiliation and desire he had woven around her. She had always trusted Matt, trusted that he knew her limits. But in that moment, she could see no sign of the man who held her after, who whispered sweet words of love and reassurance.

"You’re so fucking pathetic, doll." Matt muttered in a mockery tone, his hand traveling around her stomach, feeling a small bulge below his palm. A smirk stretched acros his lips before he pressed his hand down on her lower abdomen, making her gasp as the sensation of his cock filling her completely overwhelmed her. "Look at that, dove. You’re so fucking full of me, you can see it, yeah?"

Y/N couldn’t stop the tears that slipped down her cheeks, a whimper escaping from her throat and her body trembling with a mixture of pleasure and pain, her mind reeling from the intensity of it all. She could feel herself breaking, her mind teetering on the edge of something dark and terrifying. She wasn’t sure how much more she could take.

Her lower body tried to react for itself, moving relentlessly while trying to move away from his hands, away from his touch. But Matt didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop. He was lost in his own world, driven by something darker than either of them had ever encountered in their time together.

"Hmm, making me feel s'good, 'were only made for that... you’re not even good for anything else, are you? Just a tight little cunt for me to fuck until I’m so satisfied and-"

"Red." She gasped out, interrupting his sentence abruptly, her voice breaking as the safe word slipped past her lips. "Red, Matt. Please... stop. Please-"

As Y/N's shout registered inside his mind, Matt’s entire world ground to a halt. The haze of anger and lust that had clouded his mind evaporated in an instant, leaving him feeling cold and hollow. He stilled immediately, his breath catching in his throat as he processed what she had just said. The safeword; the one word they had agreed upon to stop everything if it ever became too much. And she had used it.

A wave of dread washed over him as he realized what he had done. He had pushed her too far, been too rough, and now she was lying beneath him, trembling, with tears streaming down her angel face. The guilt was immediate and overwhelming, threatening to choke him as he remained still inside her, his body frozen in place.

"Fuck." Matt whispered, his voice shaking with a mixture of fear and remorse.

He wanted to pull out immediately, to give her the space she needed, but he knew that would only cause her more pain. Instead, he took a deep, shaky breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging inside him, and began to gently caress her body, his hands trembling as they moved over her tense and sore muscles.

"Shh, baby, I’m here." He murmured, his voice cracking as he started to stroke her back and shoulders, feeling the tight knots of tension beneath his fingertips.

He could see how red and irritated her skin was, the marks left by his rough hands and relentless pace, and it made him feel like the worst kind of monster. He wanted to cry, the weight of what he had done crushing him, but he held it together for her. She needed him to be strong now, to take care of her, and that was the least he could do after everything.

"I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N." Matt whispered, his voice thick with emotion as he continued to gently rub her sides, his hands gliding over her warm, tender skin. He pressed soft, apologetic kisses to her shoulder, feeling the salt of her sweat mingling with his lips. "I didn’t mean to hurt you, dove. I never wanted to push you this far. Please forgive me. I’m so, so sorry."

Y/N’s body was still trembling, her breath coming in shaky gasps as she tried to come down from the intense high he had forced her into. The feel of his hands on her, so gentle now, so careful, was a stark contrast to the brutal pace he had set before, and it was both soothing and heartbreaking at the same time. She could hear the pain in his voice, the guilt that was eating away at him, and despite everything, she wanted to reassure him that she was okay, that they were okay.

Matt’s hands continued their slow, tender exploration of her body, trying to soothe the aches and pains he had caused. He traced the lines of her muscles, feeling the tension slowly start to ebb away as she relaxed under his touch, though her body still quivered with the aftershocks. His heart ached as he observed her state, and he couldn’t stop the endless stream of apologies that flowed from his lips nonstop.

"I’m gonna slip out now, okay?" He whispered, his voice trembling as he pressed another soft kiss to her temple. He waited for her response, needing her to give him the okay before he made a move.

When she finally nodded, her eyes still closed, he took a deep breath and began to withdraw from her, moving as slowly and gently as possible. Despite his care, Y/N hissed in pain as he pulled out, her body still too sensitive, too raw from the hours of overstimulation. The sound made his heart shatter all over again, and he felt a fresh wave of guilt crash over him, his stomach twisting with self-loathing.

"Shit, I know, I know... I’m sorry, dove." He choked out, his voice barely above a whisper as he finally freed himself from her body, feeling the absence of her warmth immediately. "I’m so fucking sorry."

"It's alright. Just... Can you hold me? Please?" Her voice sounded so vulnerable, so small.

"Of course! Of course, sweetheart." Matt rushed his answer, laying by her side. He reached for her, pulling her into his arms and holding her close, his heart breaking at the way she winced as she shifted against him.

Y/N nestled into his chest, her body still trembling but beginning to calm as she felt his arms around her, his strong embrace a comfort after the storm. She could hear his heartbeat, fast and erratic beneath her ear, and she knew he was just as shaken as she was. Her own tears had slowed, though her eyes still burned with the remnants of the emotions he had dragged out of her.

"It’s okay." She whispered, her voice hoarse from the intensity of their session. "It’s okay, Matt."

But it wasn’t okay, not for Matt. He didn't know how she could say that when he, himself, couldn’t forgive himself for pushing her to the point where she had to use their safe word, where he had hurt her so badly that she had to stop him. The guilt gnawed at him, and he held her even tighter, as if he could somehow make up for the damage he had done by never letting go.

"I don't deserve you." He whispered again, his voice breaking as he buried his face in her hair, his body shaking with the force of his feelings. "I never wanted to hurt you, baby. Please, please, can you forgive me, angel?"

Y/N could feel the weight of his guilt pressing down on him, the way his body trembled with the effort to hold back his own tears, and it broke her heart. She knew he hadn’t meant to hurt her, knew that he had lost control in the heat of the moment, but she also knew that she needed to help him understand that she didn’t hate him for it; that she still loved him, and that they could get through this together.

"I forgive you." She whispered, her voice soft but firm as she lifted her head to look at him, her hand coming up to cup his cheek as if he was her most precious thing. "I know you didn’t mean it, Matt. We are okay. I’m okay. I promise."

Matt looked down at her, his eyes glassy with unshed tears, and he could see the truth in her gaze. She wasn’t angry with him, wasn’t pulling away from him. She was still here, still in his arms, and that was enough to start mending the cracks that had formed in his heart.

"Thank you." He whispered, his voice full of gratitude and love as he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips, his hands stroking her hair, her back, anything he could touch to reassure himself that she was still with him. "I love you so fucking much, Y/N. I’ll never let it get like that again, I promise."

"I know you won’t." Y/N whispered back, her voice full of conviction as she curled into him, seeking the comfort and safety of his embrace. "I trust you, Matt. With my life."

He held her like that for what felt like hours, the two of them wrapped up in each other as the intensity of the night slowly began to fade, leaving only the love they shared.

Matt continued to murmur soft apologies and words of love, his hands never stopping their soothing motions as he tried to make up for the pain he had caused. And gradually, as the night wore on and the exhaustion of their emotional and physical ordeal set in, Y/N’s eyes began to drift closed, her body finally relaxing completely in his arms.

Matt felt her breathing even out, her body going limp against him as sleep claimed her, and only then did he allow himself to relax, the tension he had been holding onto finally slipping away. He pressed a final, tender kiss to her forehead, his heart swelling with love for the woman in his arms, and whispered one last apology before he too succumbed to the pull of sleep, his arms wrapped protectively around her as they drifted off together.

[sturniolosiphone]

warnings: oral(female receiving), dirty talk, overstimulation

‼️MDNI‼️

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matt dipped his head down licking your sweet spot again, your thighs instinctively go to close around his head.

“ah ah…keep those legs open for me baby,” matt says pushing your legs wide open using the palms of his hands.

“‘s too much” you whine, tears brimming your eyes. you’ve already come three times tonight.

“you can handle it pretty girl” matt grins up at you, his hair messy and his lips swollen, your slick covering the lower half of his face. matt slowly traces his finger starting from your clit down to your entrance, swirling the digit around your opening. “she’s so pretty baby…god, I could eat this pussy for hours” he moans and ruts his hips against the mattress. matt nibbles and sucks on your clit causing you to whimper out with tears leaking down your face. you grab the sheets feeling that familiar pressure build.

“c-can’t….nghhh…can’t..I-“

matt pulls his face away from your sweet overstimulated pussy. he slips two digits into you and thumbs your clit.

“you can sweetheart, you’re such a good girl, right? look at me, baby”

you look down at matt, mascara running down your face, cheeks flushed. you’re wrecked. he smirks.

“you’re my good girl?” he tilts his head. you nod frantically gripping the sheets

“y-yeah…good..I..I am” you cry out. you don’t even recognize your voice.

“cum for me baby” he places his other hand on your soft stomach, rubbing soft gentle circles on your skin. you come. and you come hard. you feel floaty. out of touch. out of your body. your legs shake. your body convulses. “yes baby, just like that..you look so pretty, fuck…give me all of it baby…soo good, so fucking good”

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[ilovecats0402]

"𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐"

Matt sturniolo x fem!reader

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟷𝟷𝟻𝟺

Summary: you stay the night at your boyfriends house.

Warnings: 𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼, unprotected 🍆🍑, established relationship, getting caught kinda, hickeys, SMUTTTTTT, overstimulation.

MINORS DNI‼️

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𝟿:𝟹𝟽 𝚙𝚖 - 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚘’𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎.

Me and my boyfriend, Matt, are laying on the couch with his brothers, Nick and Chris, watching a movie. Me and Matt are cuddled together.

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As we watch the movie, I cuddle up to Matt’s side while his arm is around me and my head is on his chest. He rubs my back soothingly, almost putting me to sleep. Eventually he notices me drifting off and decides that we should go to bed. “Hey,” he whispers to his brothers, “y/n is falling asleep so I think we’re gonna go to bed, goodnight.”. They both respond with a ‘goodnight’ and Matt wakes me up just enough for me to walk to his room as he holds my hand. I’m still wearing my street clothes so he picks out some sleep shorts and one of his shirts for me to wear. Matt taps my arms, “arms up.” He says as he takes off my shirt. Then he finishes getting me dressed and plops me into the bed and gets in next to me.

He spoons me and I turn around. “Matt..?” I say. “Yeah?” He responds. I bring my hand up to his face to cup his cheek while rubbing it with my thumb. I look into his eyes as he looks into mine. His arms are wrapped around my waist and our faces are almost touching. I bring my face closer to his, and our noses touch. “Kiss me.” I whisper, barely loud enough for even him to hear. He closes the distance between our lips and kisses me softly. The kiss is gentle at first but gradually gets more intense. His grip on my waist gets tighter as he pulls me closer so our entire bodies are touching. I can feel his dick pressed against me. He pulls away for a second and sits up against the headboard. He pulls me on top of him so that I’m straddling him, then he Leans in and continues the kiss. Without even thinking, I start grinding against him. He gasps softly at the sudden movement. He begins to guide me with his hands on my hips, rocking me back and forth.

A few minutes later, he takes off his shirt and throws it carelessly across the room. I put my hands on his chest. He tugs at my shirt, “how about you take this off.” He says while smiling. I nod and take it off along with my bra. I sit up on my knees and Matt unties the strings on my shorts, and I slide them off along with my underwear. He stops for a moment and stares at my body in awe, slightly biting his bottom lip. I turn my head to the side with a small confused smile. “What?” I say. Matt shakes his head. “N..-nothing..”. He lifts his head back up and our eyes meet. “You’re just so beautiful.” He says. My cheeks turn red. I gently grab his chin and give him a soft kiss on his lips. I pull away and look down as his lap. There’s an obvious bulge in his sweatpants. I bite my lip and smile up at him.

“Take that off.” I whisper to him. He obeys instantly. I grab his dick and stroke it a few times. His head falls back and he breaths heavily. I scoot up until I’m hovering just above his dick. He guides it to my entrance then speaks. “Wait.” He leans over to his bedside table and grab a bottle of lube. He puts some on his member and then he softly rubs some on my entrance. “F-fuck..“ I say under my breath. “Ready?” He asks. “Yeah.” I whisper. He looks down at where our bodies will meet to line himself up again, then he looks back up and into my eyes. He watches my face as he slowly pushes himself into me. I let out soft whimpers as he grabs my waist to push me down. He completely fills me up in no time. “Shit-“ I whisper as I collapse onto his shoulder, burying my face in the crook of his neck. I quietly moan into his ear as he lifts me up and down. He holds me still and thrusts into me quickly. “Oh fuck!” I squeal as he goes deeper. I can hear him softly whimpering and breathing heavily.

“You’re so pretty baby,” he huffs out, “you’re doing so good for me, keep making those pretty sounds.”

I whimper into his ear uncontrollably. “Holy s-shit- don’t stop..!” I squeeze out. His thrusts become harder and faster, bruising my cervix. The room is filled with the sounds of slapping skin and whimpers. “M-Matt..” I whisper-moan. “Yeah?” He saids out of breath. “I’m close” I warn. “Cum for me baby..” he breaths out. His thrusts becoming fast and sloppy. With one loud moan, I feel the knot in my stomach snap. I leave hickeys on his neck. He keeps thrusting into me, accidentally overstimulating me. I cry out, “Matt! F-fuck!” I can hear his groans as he’s about to finish, I whine loudly into his skin. After a few more thrusts, he finishes. “Ohhh fuck~” I hear him say. My legs are visibly shaking and my breath is wobbly. He lets out a breath as his picks me up and he pulls out.

I lay across his lap as he holds me. We are both still panting but he gets up and goes into his personal bathroom. He walks out with a wet wipe and comes over to me. Me motions for me to scoot closer to him as he kneels beside the bed. He opens my legs slightly and cleans me up. “You’re so perfect.” He says under his breath as he places a kiss on my inner thigh. We get dressed and Matt lays back down to go to sleep. I decide to go get some water instead. I open the door and walk towards the kitchen, which is right behind the living room where Chris and Nick are sitting. “You guys are finally done?” Nick says. My face turns bright red and my heart starts racing. “What?” I say, acting confused. Chris laughs but covers his mouth and looks away. “You guys were pretty loud.” Nick says.

Fuck, this is so embarrassing.

I shake my head, “I don’t know what you’re talking about..” I lie. “Whatever, goodnight y/n.” Nick says before bursting into laughter. Chris can’t help but join him. I quickly get my water and speed walk back to Matt’s room. When I open the door, Matt is sitting up in the bed. “I thought you were going to sleep?” I say. “I was, until I heard those dumb motherfuckers cackling.” Matt reply’s. I smile and let out a small laugh. I walk over to my side of the bed and get in. “Maybe we should get some sound-proof foam for your walls and door.” I suggest. “Oh yeah? Then you can be as loud as you need to.” His voice deep and groggy. We snuggle together and finally fall asleep.

[sturnihoelo]

Shower/C.S

summary: you and the boys are watching a movie, you cut the night short to get ready for bed and chris is extra needy tonight.

‼️: smut, use of y/n, slight choking, shower sex, dom!chris, masc!receiving, creampie

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10pm

its movie night. its matt’s turn to pick the movie tonight and of course he chooses something scary. “we’re not watching this matt” nick says in an annoyed tone. “yeah matt im not tryna have a nightmare” chris says jokingly. “shut up big baby” matt taunts. we all get situated on the couch and chris purposefully sat across from me, just so he can stare at me thinking that i wouldnt notice.

20 minutes into the movie and im already tired. “i think im gonna get ready for bed. goodnight” i say while getting up. “goodnight y/n.” nick smiles and waves. “night.” matt says quickly, too focused into the movie. chris does nothing but stare at you the whole way downstairs. soon after chris says “yeah i think im gonna go too. night guys”.

i turn on the water in chris’ shower and wait for it to warm up. when i start to undress i hear footsteps approaching so i close the bathroom door and hop into the shower. as im doing my normal shower routine i hear chris’ door open. i think nothing of it and continue to rinse off. it wasnt until i started washing my body i notice the bathroom door is cracked open. “its probably just the airflow” i think to myself trying to brush it off.

with my head facing away from the door, chris comes in and is now fully observing me wash myself. “chris what are you doing in here!?” i say startled. he answers by taking off his clothes and coming into the shower with me. “i couldnt help but keep my eyes on you y/n” “you just looked so sexy sitting there.” he comes closer and starts rubbing his hands all over my body. “chris.” i say breathy. “what mama?” chris says before leaning into me and kissing me. “chris!” i struggle to say while our lips are stuck together. he pulls away. “what y/n? you want me to fuck you?” he says completely full of lust. “you want to?” i tease. “more than anything.” he says while picking me up by my thighs and inserting his needy cock into me. “oooouh fuck chris” i hiss between my teeth while he starts to thrust into me. “can you take me ma?” he says while giving me eyes drunk off my pussy. i cant form a full sentence from the uncontrollable moans escaping out of my mouth. “i asked you a question.” chis says in an aggressive tone, moving his hand to my throat. “fuck! yes chris!” i shout while he pounds harder into me.

“fuck im gonna cum” he says while moaning, slamming harder into my heat. he pushes me down to my knees and releases all over my face. water trickling down from the faucet sprinkles on my face as his cum shoots out from his throbbing cock. he joins me on the floor of the shower and holds me while kissing me all over.

“i wanna do that more often.” he says out of breath. “maybe we can” i say while going in for another kiss.

some time passes and we’re cuddling in his bed. he turns on a movie for background noise, turning up the volume louder than normal. “what are you doing?” i ask him. clearly knowing what he was up to. he pulls me onto his lap and puts his hands into my pants. he proceeds to pull me towards him and begins to leave purple marks all over me. i can feel his dick get harder through his pants and i start grinding on him. chris moans slightly but tries to play it off. i start grinding harder, at this point he is so hard that precum is leaking onto his pajamas.

i scoot myself back and begin to play with his hard on. chris moans slightly as i tug at his pants and start to pull them down, kissing on him ever so gently. eagerly, chris pulls his underwear down, exposing his throbbing cock. i kiss on his area gently before licking from base to tip. i wrap my lips around his length and chris helps me bob my head up and down. “such a needy little slut. you just cant get enough of me huh?” chris taunts. “get on all fours for me mama, i want to fuck the shit out of you.” i do as he demands and chris rams his length into me, giving me no time to adjust to his size.

*slap* chris smacks my ass as a way to shut me up, but my moans keep getting louder. “do you want them to hear how much of a slut you are?” chris says while putting his hand over my mouth. my muffled moans do nothing but worsen the situation. *smack* “do you want them to hear you y/n.” “no daddy” i say quietly while he thrusts harder into me. “shit.” without warning, chris unexpectedly cums and fills you up. pulling out, watching his cum drip out of my pussy. “fuck. i just love it when you call me daddy.” “ill help you get cleaned up princess. do you want to go in the shower?”

[freshloverr]

ship - c.s.

chris sturniolo x reader smau

summary: you’re a friend of the triplets that sometimes appear in their videos, + their fans notice your feelings towards eachother before you do

a/n: i will do anything except write an actual fic…. anyway this was sooo fun to make im definitely making it into a series

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tags: @bellasturn @deftonesmatt @elliesturniolo1 @sturniololol @matthewscorner @mattspolitank @strnlxlqve @mattsturniololoverr @55sturn

[ev3rgreenxtrees]

Strawberry Shortcake

-M.S

Synopsis; You won’t deny it, you are a very attractive girl. You were now a senior in highschool, and everyone seemed to have their eyes on you- except one boy, who just so happens to be the one you want the most.

Pairing; Virgin!Nerd!Sub!Matt Sturniolo X Experienced!Dom!Fem reader

Warnings; Smut, mentions of sh scars!!!! unprotected p in v [don’t do that you silly willy.], oral (m & f receiving), foul language, praise kink, pet names (baby, sweet boy, sweetheart), mommy kink (im sorry.), bondage kink, choking, BD MATTTT‼️

“Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake

Thats my bad, thats my bad, no one taught them not to grab

Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake”

{3rd Person POV.}

As you strolled through your school’s halls, you noticed everyones’ eyes were on you. It was inevitable. They always were. Sure, you understood that you were attractive, but so attractive to the point everyone needed to stare at you? Not nearly, in your mind. It hadn’t necessarily bothered you, it was only when people began getting bold, did it bother you. Constantly being cat-called with disgusting remarks about your body, people calling you a whore, (even though you had three bodies, which was quite a bit for a senior, but not nearly as much as others in your grade.), and people even asking you out, and you didn’t even know them.

There was one boy, however, that you did have your eyes on. Matthew Sturniolo. A name not known to many besides teachers, his brothers Nick and Chris, and obviously you. You weren’t sure why you have always been so attracted to him. The one boy who never paid you any attention, the one that might not have even noticed you existed, was the one you want the most. Odd how that works.

Matthew always seemed to pay attention in class. Him being one of the very few kids actually participating in class, most- if not all- of his responses being correct. He was seemingly brilliant. You always caught yourself staring at him in class, but he didn’t notice, so you never cared to stop. You realized that when he concentrates so hard on writing all of his notes down, he looks down at his paper, scribbling what seemed like his entire world, yet complete and utter nonsense to you. His glasses always fell slightly down on his nose, his tongue poking out of his plush lips, his hair draping down into his face.

You had always wanted to approach the boy, yet you could never find the words to. This never seemed to be an issue with anyone else in the school, just Matthew. You thought of just upright asking him on a date, but he seems to be the type to not like going out much. You thought about asking him for a book recommendation, but then you would probably have to actually read the book. Also, not a good idea. However, there had been one idea that had stuck with you. A tutor.

You wouldn’t technically be lying if you tell him you need a tutor. You were borderline failing all of your classes. You weren’t trying to- you just simply didn’t understand, and whats the point of trying if you’re not gonna get it anyways? You’d decided to ask Matthew after class today.

The bell rang shortly after, and the whole class left, as they all packed up early. It was the last class of the day, so you couldn’t blame them. Not Matthew, though. He didn’t want to miss a second of the lecture. You found it adorable how much he listens. Hot, even.

“Hey! Matthew, right?” You asked, approaching his desk. He looked down at you, and nodded. You’ve never actually been this close to him, before. His sharp jawline and accentuated cheekbones, his light stubble and his piercing blue eyes. You also hadn’t quite realized how tall he was, either. Not the tallest boy you knew, but you were much shorter than he was. “I was wondering, do you like.. Do tutoring?” I asked shyly, and the boy tilted his head.

“I.. I mean,” He started. His voice was soft, but slightly deep. “I’m sure I could, if necessary.” He shrugged. You let a small smile form on your face.

“Well.. Um.. Do you think you could tutor me?” You gulped. You don’t remember the last time you’ve been this nervous around a guy. Its just the affect Matthew has on you.

“I.. Yeah, I guess so.” The boy shrugged. “Um.. When do you wanna.. start?” He asked, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly, his plain white short sleeve rolling up just the smallest bit, revealing a bit of black ink on his arm. Does he have tattoos that no one knows about?

“I’m free today, actually.. If that’s okay. We can go to the library?” I hummed. “Or my apartment, if you’re comfortable with that. I don’t live too far from here.” You offered, leaving the ultimate decision up to him, expecting him to choose the library.

“Well, it’s Friday. I’m sure there’s gonna be a lot of people in the library, and I don’t want to disturb them with us talking, so.. Your house, if thats okay?” He hummed, and your eyes widened. You were surprised that he agreed to your house, but not upset. Not upset at all. You could now have more ‘alone time’ with the boy.

“Yeah! We should probably hurry up, though. I don’t have my license yet, so I have to take the bus.” You spoke shyly, but he smiled. God, even his smile was amazing.

“No, don’t worry. I have my license, I can drive us.” He states, slipping his bag onto his shoulder, walking out of the classroom, leaving you to trail closely behind him. You figured Matthew would have his license, he seemed like the type. You jogged up to him, staying at his side. “I have to drop my brothers home first, if thats okay.” He states, more telling you than offering. You just nod.

You both made it to his car shortly after, and he offered you the front passenger seat, and he told you his brothers could sit in the back. You were the guest, after all. You both waited silently for his brothers to show up, and they eventually did. The slightly shorter boy with longer hair than Matthew and his other brother pulled the passenger door open, and his jaw dropped.

“No fuckin’ way.” He gaped, staring dead at you. Your eyebrows furrowed, and you quickly looked over at Matthew, whose face was bright red with embarrassment. “Matty! Ya finally pulling! Fuck yeah!” The boy laughed. Matty. Cute nickname.

“Shut up, Chris!” Matthew gasped, and you couldn’t help but giggle. Chris almost read your mind— probably not Matthew’s, though. The boy looked as if he’s never thought anything sexual in his life. “You’re so immature.” He scoffed.

“Aw, shut up. Don’t act like ya ain’t wanna hit that.” ‘Chris’ chuckled. “In the most respectful way, though,” Chris looked at you, smiling.

“Chris! Shut the fuck up! You’re so disrespectful!” Matthew grumbled, turning the key, the car starting. He swore. It was adorable.

“No- It’s okay. I’ve been called and told far worse.” You shook your head, reassuring both boys.

“Oh. ‘M sorry to hear that.” Chris frowned. “I hate people who degrade woman. Fuckin’ dickheads for real.” Chris scoffs.

“Yeah. I know.” I hum in agreement.

“Chris, get the fuck back here before you embarrass Matt even more than you already have. Look at the kid, for Christ’s sake!” The boy who was already in the back scolded. Both Chris and I peered over at Matthew, who’s eyes widened.

“No! Don’t look at me!” He whines, quickly turning to face the window. Chris chuckles, and shuts the door, heading to the back.

“It’s okay, Matthew. I think you’re hot, if it helps.” You shrugged, and the boy in the back fake gagged, and Matthew shot back around to stare at you.

“Hot?” He repeats. He acts like no one has ever called him hot before. It is a possibility, though. Matt was attractive as fuck, most people just chose not to compliment him, though, because he didn’t talk much. They call the poor kid a weirdo. You don’t think he is, though.

“Yeah.” You nod, and Matthew smiles.

“Just call him Matt. Matthew sounds too formal.” The boy spoke up, as Chris got into the car.

“Oh shut the fuck up, Nick. Always complaining about something.” Chris groans, buckling his seatbelt as the car began to move. The boys home wasn’t far from the school at all, so its not too far out of the way to your home. The boys teased Matt about going to my house, claiming that Matt was gonna get laid. Hopefully it was true.

“It’s that one,” You announce, pointing to a large building on left. Matt nods as he pulls into the large parking lot, which wasn’t very full. You led him to your apartment, digging in your pockets for your keys.

You lived alone, unlike most other seniors. All though they were eighteen, they didn’t have jobs or such, but you did. Your parents allowed you to move out when you were seventeen, and you’ve been doing just fine since. You pushed the door open, and walked in, kicking your shoes off, Matt doing the same.

“It’s.. nice, here.” He complimented; and you offered a bright smile. You usually did try to keep your place tidy, since it was only you, if you kept it clean, it’s the less cleaning you have to do overall.

“Make yourself comfortable on the couch,” You spoke, gesturing to the couch with a nice wooden coffee table in-front of it. “Want anything to drink?” You asked, but Matt shook his head.

“No, thank you.” Matt spoke, pulling out the math homework your teacher had assigned you. You made your way back over to Matt, sitting beside him.

Matt shortly after began his lecture, and if you were being completely honest, you actually caught onto some of it. Not most of it, just a little bit. But it was more than what you had understood from before. You knew that the math thing wasn’t what you cared about, though. Plus, knowing Matt, he’d never make the first move.

“I’m getting hot, i’m gonna go change real quick.” You announce, heading to your room. You weren’t hot. You were wearing jeans and a t-shirt, which in your opinion wasn’t revealing enough. You wanted Matt to make it obvious he wanted you before you tried to do anything. You don’t want to embarrass yourself. Once you get into your room, you rummage through your clothes. You finally found something that would do perfectly. Small cut shorts, that used to be sweatpants, and a tight cropped t-shirt. You went for more of a ‘casual’ look, so Matt wouldn’t get suspicious. You slipped your shirt and bra off, sliding the crop top on over your body, accentuating your curves and tits.

You found a pair of black lace panties, that didn’t do their job of covering you very well. You slip those on, and then slip the shorts on over them. You felt satisfied with your outfit choice, and you hoped Matt did too.

You made your way to the couch again, and as you looked over to Matt, he looked up at you. His eyes widened ever so slightly, and you could see his adams apple bob, his face turning the slightest shade of pink.

“Um.. R-ready?” He asked, and you nod, sitting next to him on the couch. You were so close, his leg brushed yours, but neither of you moved. “U-um.. So this-“ He said pointing at a random equation. “This is..” He sighed.

“Thats not the one we left off on, Matt.” You state, and he lets out a deep breath. “You don’t look so hot. Are you okay?” You hum, placing your hand on his shoulder, leaning forwards, giving him a glimpse of your tits. He glanced over, his eyes glued to your tits. “Eyes up here, Matty.” You giggled, grabbing his chin, making him look you in the eyes. His entire face was bright red.

“I-I’m sorry, ‘m so so so sorry-“ Matt whined. “I-I don’t know why I did that! Fuck! I-I just-“ Matt panicked. You took this opportunity to press your lips on his, immediately shutting the boy up. Matt seemed hesitant, but slightly kissed back until you pulled away.

“You’re okay, Matt.” You state, and Matt nods with wide eyes. “Did you not like that? I’m sorry,” I started but Matt shook his head.

“No! I mean.. I’ve just never.. done it before..?” He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly. Sure. you figured Matt was a virgin, but surely he’s kissed someone before.. right?

“You mean you’ve never kissed someone before?” You questioned, and he nodded.

“Oh god… please don’t think i’m weird!” Matt pleads, and you let out a small giggle.

“You’re adorable, Matt. Why would I think you’re weird? You do know why I actually brought you here.. Right?” I asked.

“Oh- yeah. Sorry.” He states, slowly turning to face the paper again.

“No, Matt. I didn’t invite you here for that.” You hum, taking his hand. You slowly and gently place it on one of your tits, and Matt gasps and closes his eyes. You let out a small laugh at this action. “Open up, Matty. You’re okay.” He does as you say, and looks at you, wide-eyed, and mouth slightly parted.

“I..” He gulps. You could tell the boy obviously had no clue what he was doing. You knew you’d have to take lead, which was no issue to you at all.

You place your hands on his chest, pushing him back on the couch.

“Is this okay?” I asked, waiting for his response before moving on.

“Y-yes..” He nodded.

“Good boy.” You praise, and the boy whined. His sounds were euphoric to you. You straddled the boys’ lap, and his hands hovered over your hips, not touching you yet. “You can touch, baby. ‘S okay. I’m yours.” You reassure, before placing soft open mouthed kisses along the boys neck.

His head tilted backwards, allowing you more space on his neck. His hands gripped at your waist, having no other idea where to put them. You rolled your hips on his crotch, and he let out a high pitched, almost feminine, moan. You continued to kiss along his neck, rolling your hips on him, the boys’ grip tightened and loosened on your waist, as you pulled away from his neck, admiring the purple marks you had left on his neck.

“P-Please; I need you,” Matt whines, and you feel his throbbing cock through his sweats and boxers. You could tell he was big.

“It’s okay, sweet boy. Let me take my time.” You hush, and he pouts.

“Need you now,” He whimpers, and you shake your head in disapproval.

“So needy. Can’t even wait.” You scold. “Maybe, we should just continue with our lesson if you aren’t gonna have manners, hm?” You shrug, slowly removing yourself off of his lap.

“N-no! Please, mom..” He cuts himself off, throwing his hand over his mouth in embarrassment.

“What was that, sweetheart?” You hum, and Matt shakes his head. “What did you say, Matthew. Be a good boy and tell me.” You demand, gently but firmly placing your hand around his throat.

“Please, mommy. Please, I need you,” He begged, and your core throbbed. You sigh, before speaking again.

“Okay, sweet boy.” You nod, your hands resting on his waistband.

“Wait- I want to make you feel good,” He offers. How could you pass up something like that?

“Yeah? And how do you suppose you do that, Matty.” You tilt your head, stilling your movements.

“Can.. Can you sit on my face..?” He asks quietly. “Please..” He eyes your body up and down again, before looking away, seeming ashamed of himself.

“Yeah? Is that what you want?” You hum, and he nods eagerly, letting himself look back at you.

“Yes! Please, mommy.. I wanna make you feel good,” He whines. You nod, standing up, slipping your shorts off, leaving yourself in your lace panties, which hardly did their job of covering you up. “I… I’ve never done something like this before, so.. let me know if im doing anything wrong..” Matt whispers slightly ashamed of himself.

“Okay, Matty. I’m sure you’ll do fine.” I reassured him, before crawling back onto the bed, this time positioning myself over his face instead of his lap.

“Please sit, mommy,” He pleaded, and you smiled and gave him what he wanted. His tongue found it’s way between your folds, his lips wrapping around your clit.

“Oh- fuck! Good boy, you’re such a g-good boy!” You moaned out. For this being Matt’s first time at anything intimate, he was fucking amazing. The way his hands grabbed at your thighs gently, almost unsure of them being there, and the way the frames of his glasses rubbed against your inner thighs as he shook his head vigorously was driving you mad.

Matt whined at the praise, the delicious sound sending vibrations through your body. How the fuck was he so good at this? Does he watch porn all the time like a bad boy? Did he have his brother teach him? His brother was clearly a fuck boy.

“Oh, god, Matty.. Fuck-“ You panted, your stomach clenching. “Fuck,” You whined, “G-gonna make me cum,” You warned, and he let out a small whine. You felt yourself release on the boys tongue as his nose brushed perfectly over your clit, sending shivers down your spine. You began to stand up, but Matt pulled you back down onto his face, allowing himself to lap up your juices. You let out a small hiss, and he immediately lifted you off of him.

“Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, ‘m sorry,” He apologized quickly, his hands gently massaging your hips.

“No, you’re okay sweet boy. It wasn’t your fault, I just got a little overstimulated,” You run your hand through his soft hair reassuringly. He leaned his head into your touch, and you admired the way his glasses were slightly fogged up, your juices dripping down his chin. “You’re so pretty..” You hum, your hands slipping up his shirt. “Can I take this off, pretty boy?” You asked, gesturing to his shirt. He hesitated, before nodding.

You slowly lifted his shirt off, admiring his body. He was perfect, to you. You slipped his shirt off, over his head, and tossed it elsewhere in the room. Thats when you notice the tattoo you had seen earlier. It was on his inner bicep, and you admired it closely. It was a ‘N’ and ‘C’. Initials. Thats when you noticed something else. It was placed over scars, that Matt had done himself. Your heart sank; when you realized what they were from. You didn’t point it out, though. The tattoo must’ve been for his brothers, Nick and Chris.

“You’re so pretty, baby.” You hum, looking back at his face. When you said that, you saw all the worry leave his face. You leaned forwards, placing kisses on his collarbone, matching the ones you had left on his neck.

“Please.. Wanna see you,” The boy whimpered, and you pulled away from his collarbone, wasting no time slipping your own shirt off. This left you in your bra, shorts, and panties. “You’re so pretty, mommy.” The boy complimented, leaning forwards to kiss you.

You leaned into the kiss, slowly pulling his pants down, making sure to leave his boxers on him.

“Please—“ He whined, pulling away from the kiss. “I need you.” He hummed, and you let out a small giggle.

“Patience, baby.” You tutted, and the boy squirmed.

“No!” Matt cried out, slipping his own boxers off quickly. “Now!” Matt demanded, his voice loud, yet still submissive.

“Matthew!” You growl. “Stay put, and don’t fucking touch yourself. Got it?” You demanded more than asked, and his eyes widened.

“I— I’m sorry mommy, I-I didn’t mean to!” He wails, but you ignore his cries. You walked out of the living room, heading to your room. You rummage through your bedside drawer, pulling out three long strips of lace, perfect for what you need them for.

You walk back out to the living room, seeing Matt on your couch. You eyes widened and you stopped your movements. Matt was completely naked, rubbing his cock against your couch slowly, your shirt in his mouth stifling his moans and whines, his eyes shut tightly with tears rolling down his face. It was now when you realized how big he was. What a shame that he was keeping something so pretty away from everyone.

“Matthew!” You gasped, acting as if you had just walked in. “You’re such a dirty boy. How pathetic.” You scoff lowly, walking towards the boy. Hs eyes were now wide open, his movements stilled. He took your shirt out of his mouth, quickly covering his cock with it, insecure of the way you were commenting on him.

“‘M sorry! I wasn’t touching myself, mommy!” He whined. “I-I just need to…” He trailed off, clearly embarrassed.

“Thats still bad, Matthew. I thought you said you were a good boy?” You shook your head. “Sit up, hands behind your back.” You demanded, and Matt looked as if he were about to cry.

“N-no, please! I am your good boy! I-I promise! P-please..!” He cried out, but you shook your head.

“Good boys don’t do that, Matthew. Up.” I demanded once more, and he reluctantly listened, slowly sitting up, putting his hands behind his back.

“I’m sorry, mommy. ‘M really sorry..” He whined the entire time you tied his hands up. Once you were done, you laid him back down, moving down to his legs. You tightly tied them to the coffee table right at the end of the couch, so he couldn’t pull out of the restraints, but it wasn’t hurting him.

“Now you’re gonna have to hold still, hm?” You teased, walking along the couch, scraping your nails gently along his body, making sure to run them up his cock and back down. The boy was holding in his breath as to not moan already, at the slightest touch. You let out a small sigh, brushing the hair out of his face. “Such a shame you were a bad boy and now you have to be tied up.. I could’ve let you touch me..” You shake your head in disappointment, moving back down by his cock, before getting on the couch.

“I-I’m sorry, mommy.. Wanna touch you s’bad,” He cried, and you lick your lips, staring at his cock in awe. Out of the three others you had seen, Matts’ was by far the prettiest and the biggest.

“I know, pretty boy.. I want you to touch me, too, but you were naughty..” You tutted, and Matts’ jolted the second you rubbed your fingers gently over his tip. You leaned down, licking the vein along the underside of his cock.

“Oh! Fuck!” He yells out, squirming below your touch.

“Yeah? You like that, baby?” You tease, and the boy eagerly nods.

“Y-yes! Fuck, yes!” He yells out as you take his tip abruptly in your mouth. “Oh god,” He whimpers, as you swirl your tongue, collecting the salty precum, licking his slit. His stomach flexed and his back arched slightly. You knew this was his first time, so he obviously wouldn’t last long.

You slowly took the rest of him in your mouth, the boy’s hips sputtering, not thrusting though because of the restraints. You bobbed your head up and down, swirling your tongue around his warm wet cock, humming around him.

“F-fuck, mommy! I-I need to cum!” He warned, but to his surprise, you pulled off. “N-No! Please!” He wailed attempting to squirm out of the restraints, and you shook your head.

“This is what you get for not listening.” You explain, and he pouts, feeling his much needed release slowly fade away.

“Please…” He whines, and you move to hover yourself over him.

“Tell me if you want to stop, okay, baby?” You reassure, placing your hand on his cheek. “I’ll stop immediately.” I speak softly.

“O-okay.. Please..” He nodded, letting out a shaky breath. You began to lower yourself down onto him, sliding his tip into your wet cunt, causing the boy to attempt to buck his hips up. “Fuck, mommy!” He yells, his back arching and his eyes squeezing shut, as you took him deeper, bottoming out.

“Fuck, baby- filling me up so well,” You moaned out, beginning to bounce up and down on his cock slowly. He tried lifting his legs, but the lace ropes were not allowing him to. He let out loud moans and whines, hearing his sweet noises were beautiful. His legs began to shake as you rutted your hips against him, your clit brushing against him each time you threw yourself down.

“I-I- please, mommy! I need to cum..!” He cried out, and you leaned forwards, gripping his shoulders tightly, your boobs falling in his face. He took this opportunity to take your tit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around your sensitive nipple.

“G-Good boy, Matty!” You praise, and Matt lets a loud whine out as you clench around him. He came, but he felt bad for cumming without your permission. Even though you wanted to yell at him for it, you were too focused on how good you felt as you were fucking him, his face scrunched up in pleasure, as he licked at your tits.

You slow your movements as you let yourself go on his cock, letting a loud moan out in the process. You slowly pull off, immediatly plopping down on Matt. He let out a deep breath, placing open mouthed kisses to your neck, matching the deep marks he had on his.

A few minutes of you catching your breath and Matt sucking and biting at your neck, he pulled away. He began to stand up, and your heart dropped. You don’t want him to leave. You wanted to fuck him, sure, but you want him too. In more ways than just sex. You reached out to grab his wrist, stopping him from moving, causing him to turn to look at you.

“Please don’t leave,” You pleaded shyly, and he smiled. He leaned forwards, placing a kiss to your forehead.

“I wasn’t planning on it, darling. I’ll be right back.” He states. He then begins walking down the only hallway you had in your house, before turning to walk into the bathroom. You laid flat on your back. waiting for Matt to return, which he did soon after. He had a wet rag in his hand, which he used to gently wipe you down with. He then wipes himself down, and grabs your panties, slipping them back on for you, and rummaging through his backpack.

He pulled out a hoodie that he must’ve kept in there, and slid it on you. It smelled like him, bringing you comfort. He slipped his own boxers on, before picking you up gently into his arms. He begins walking down the same hallway he was down moments before, peaking into all the doorways to figure out which room was yours.

He finally found it, and placed you down gently on your bed.

“I’ll be right back, sweetheart.” He states, before exiting your room. You cuddled into the hoodie, pulling your soft blanket over you. Matt came back, moments later, your phone and his charger in one hand, and his phone in the other, which he held up to his ear. “I’m stayin’ the night here tonight, so have ma drive you and Nick to school tomorrow, kay?” He asked into the phone. He waited a minute, before scoffing and hanging up. “They keep makin’ jokes about me gettin’ laid.” Matt shakes his head, and you giggle immaturely.

“To be fair, they are telling the truth,” You shrug, and he lets out a small sigh, before plugging his phone in and crawling into the bed besides you. “Good luck at school tomorrow with them.” You joke, and his eyebrows furrow.

“Hm?” He asks, tilting his head.

“I marked ya up, pretty good.” You hum, and Matt’s eyes widen.

“Oh.. well, it’s okay. At least they’ll know im your man, and your my girl.” He smirked, gesturing to the same marks you had on your neck.

“My man? Your girl?” You teased.

“Yeah? Are ya not my girl?” He asked, but you shook your head, placing a kiss to his lips.

“Only yours.” You state proudly, tucking yourself into his body.

“Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake

Thats my bad, thats my bad, no one taught them not to grab

Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake”

『 ↳✧･ﾟ Finn yaps❕ ;

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE.

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pairing: matt sturniolo x fem!reader

summary: you turn 20 and your friends post for your birthday

warnings/notes: established relationship, this is more of a filler/something to read while i work on the podcast imagine. i’ve just been super busy. there might be a couple more posts before the podcast one 🤍

matthew.sturniolo

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matthew.sturniolo my baby’s not a baby anymore! love you so much 🤍 can’t wait to put up with more of your antics

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yourusername i love you sm 🤍🤍

user they’re too cute i can’t

↳ user i know right?

christophersturniolo happy birthday! cheers to 20 🥂

user i’m not a matt girl, i’m a y/n girl

nicolassturniolo soo cutee

↳ user 🥺🥺

user he loves her so much, you can just tell

↳ user i wish someone loved me like they love each other ‼️

nathandoe8 happy birthday! come visit boston again soon

user cutest caption ever

user crying rn 😭😭

user sobbing. laughing. on the floor.

↳ user me too

nicolassturniolo

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nicolassturniolo it’s my best friends birthdayyy! forever thanking the world for making you move to la so we could meet. thank you for introducing me to tim hortons (the smile cookie is my fav pic) can’t wait to spend so many more birthdays together

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yourusername nick i love you 🤍 you really outed me on this one though

↳ nicolassturniolo it’s what best friends do 🤷

user i want nick to be my best friend

naileadevora happy birthday babe!

↳ yourusername i miss you sm!

user our canadian girlie

user you know she’s going to get so drunk the next time she vists canada 💀

matthew.sturniolo spongebob fit 🔛🔝

user first pic is eatinggg

ariana_greenblatt y/n is living the world slay

↳ user toooo true

user shes so prettyyyy

user minion face masks go hard ‼️‼️

user happy birthday

christophersturniolo

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christophersturniolo happy birthday y/n. praying that you get better sleep while you’re 20 so you don’t fall asleep everywhere like you do now 🙏🙏

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yourusername this should be a crime. i don’t sleep everywhere

↳ nicolassturniolo you do though…

↳ matthew.sturniolo we have soooo many pictures

↳ yourusername jail.

larray sis really needs that sleep. anyway, happy birthday <3

↳ yourusername love you 🤍

user she’s so real for that though

user chris really said “i got proof”

tarayummy miss you pretty girl 🤍 you can always nap here and we can celebrate

↳ yourusername omw

user 🙏🙏🙏

nathandoe8 she tired of dealing with you

↳ christophersturniolo 😀😀

↳ user were you silent? or silenced?

yourusername

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yourusername the big 20 🥂

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matthew.sturniolo happy birthday baby 🤍

↳ yourusername thank you ☺️🤍

user her and matt are sooo cute

christophersturniolo 🐐🐐

user wish i went 😔😔

nathandoe8 party was awesomee 🔥🔥

nicolassturniolo cutest girl

madisonbeer happy birthday!

ariana_greenblatt birthday girllll 🤍

user ILY

user girl really living the y/n life

↳ yourusername literally 🤭🤫

tarayummy party was so good! loved celebrating such a big day with you

↳ yourusername marry me 💍

user they are eating those pictures upp

user i don’t know if i want to be y/n or matt

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Interrupted Video - Matt Sturniolo x Y/n oneshot

warnings - fluff, cute, swearing, arguing

requested ‼️

disclaimer: third person POV. This takes place at the triplets house but just know Matt is only there with Estrella since Y/n is out of town.‼️‼️

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8:48pm

“Matt, stop walking around, you’re bumping into shit!” Nick yelled at his brother, headphones on his head playing music.

Chris let out a frustrated groan into the tape he had over his mouth, Matt mixing cake mix while getting some on the table.

“You aren’t talking to me, how the fuck am i supposed to do this!?” Matt yells, his hands being thrown up in the air.

Nick starts dancing to music playing on his headphones, Chris trying to get his attention as he does a spin.

“What!?” Nick yells as he sees Chris pointing at Matt. Nick looks and sees Matt spilt have of the batter on the table.

“Matt, what the fuck are you doing!?” Nick yells, Chris sighing and shaking his head.

Matt immediately drops the spoon and slams his hands down onto the table, him letting out an anxiety breath as his hands barely miss the batter he spilled.

Suddenly he feels a soft slap on the back of his thighs.

“What the fuck are you guys doing!?” Matt yells, already stressed out enough.

“Dada! Dada!” A small voice calls out, Matt recognizes the voice of his 1 year old daughter.

A smile gets brought to Matt’s face as he reaches around his head to take the blindfold off, setting it on the table before leaning down and picking Ella up.

“Hey, baby..” He whispers as her arms go around his neck.

Nick sighs and takes off his headphones before Chris takes off the tape on his mouth letting out a small ow.

Nick goes to turn off the camera, “Matt-” Chris starts but gets cut off by Matt.

“We can finish the video later, right? Excuse me, i need to put my daughter to bed.” Matt says, slight frustration still hinted in his voice.

Nick shrugs and Chris nods.

“Alright, sweet girl.” Matt whispers as he starts to walk towards his room that he still had at his brothers house, since Y/n was out of town he brought Ella with him to stay with him at his brothers.

Matt walks in the room, closing the door behind him.

He knew he’d have to get her tired first, Y/n was always good at this part but he’d have to manage.

He sits down on the bed with her, him up against the head board as Ella rests on his chest, her facing the tv.

“Shit..” He mutters to himself as he realized he forgot to grab a bottle.

As he goes to get up the door opens, revealing Chris and Nick, Nick was holding a warmed up bottle of milk as Chris was holding Ella’s dinosaur plushy.

Matt lets out a sigh of relief, sitting back down comfortably and smiling at his brothers as they walk over.

“Here, Ellie.” Chris says as Ella takes the dinosaur plush with him, Ella kicks her feet and lets out a laugh as she holds her Dinosaur plush up to show Matt.

“I see it, baby! How cool!” He laughs, kissing her forehead as she plays with it.

Nick then hands Matt the bottle of milk.

“Thank you guys..” He says, taking the bottle. Matt clears his throat, “Sorry that i got so frustrated, it’s just been hard with Y/n being gone for almost 2 weeks already.” Matt apologizes.

“You don’t have to apologize, we get it, bro.” Chris comforts.

“Yeah, you’re good, Matt. We can finish the video later.” Nick smiles.

Matt nods before his brothers leave the room, shutting the door behind them.

Ella then grabs the bottle from Matt, dropping her dinosaur plush on the bed so she can hold the bottle on her own.

Matt leans over to grab the remote to his tv off his nightstand, turning it on and clicking through kids channels.

“Whatcha wanna watch, sweetheart?” Matt says, holding her with one hand.

As expected Ella doesn’t say anything, continuing to drink her milk.

Matt shrugs, “Spongebob it is.” Before he puts the remote back on his nightstand.

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9:03

After about 15 minutes, Estrella gave her bottle to Matt before turning around in his grip and resting her head into the crook of his neck, starting to close her eyes and fall asleep.

As about 5 more minutes pass Matt hears soft snores coming from Ella, that’s his cue to go put her in the small crib that he put in this room, knowing that Estrella and him would probably spend the night there.

As Matt goes to put her in, Ella jumps up from her sleep, she lets out a whine, not letting go of Matt as she almost starts to cry.

“Ella, come on, baby.” Matt says, but she lets out one cry, Matt knowing that if she started she wouldn’t stop.

Matt sighs, picking her back up fully and bringing her back to his bed. “Okay, one night, don’t tell mommy.” He says, climbing in bed with her and laying her down, putting pillows on the other side of her as he lays down on his side.

Ella lets out a huff before rolling over onto her belly, sticking her tongue in her mouth.

Matts hand goes to her back, watching as his daughter falls asleep.

He rubs her back at a slow soothing pace. Her letting out quiet hums of content.

Matt eventually fell asleep too, let’s just say that video did not get done tonight.

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alrighttt i am done i hope you guys liked this one i thought it was cute and fluffy and giving matt daddy vibes (literally) hope you liked it!

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౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ sub!matt headcanons

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: nsfw content (most of it), smut!! (?)

a/n: LOVE THIS REQUEST THANKS🤞 pls spam my inbox i need to be forced into work BYE. also, i’ll get to work on used to be my girl part 2, i swear

this is based off this request!

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- First, I KNOW THIS MAN WHIMPERS🗣️ HEAVY on this i don’t care.

- Matt would definitely spit out a bunch of random words in the quietest, whiniest, high-pitched tone. Just babbling, not being able to make the words sound right.

- It would start out as simple as cuddling, and when you got a little too touchy with him, he would shut his eyes tightly together, begging you to touch him.

- I know this man is a sucker for neck kisses (GOIDBYE IM GIGGLIMG) Like, as soon as you find the certain soft spot on his neck, he is not seen quiet‼️ Whimpering, moaning, squirming beneath you, panting breathlessly, clammy/sweaty palms gripping the back of your neck to hold you closer - he does not want you to stop.

- If you’re on top of him (pooooossibly riding him) he’d look up through his messy hair with his droopy eyes. As I said, he’s squeezing his eyes together, his brows frowning. Maybe even take his bottom lip between his teeth (he so would).

- If you’re in public and start flirting with him, he’d immediately try to shut it down (but he secretly likes it)

“What- No. Stop, we can’t do it here- What are you- We’re in public!” He whispered, protesting but still following along like a lost puppy.

“Oh come on, don’t be a wussy. Nobody’s gonna notice,” You smiled, pushing the door open to the restrooms.

And you ended up fucking in the library bathroom

- Sub!Matt would 100% always get horny around you, no matter the occasion. Before any sort of event, he’d be dragged into a bathroom, bedroom, backseat of a car, for a quickie.

- Imagine Matt with glasses (spelling bee spelling bee spelling bee spelling bee) who’d always fumble nervously with his glasses, because you make him nervous over the simplest stuff. A simple touch or kiss does it for him (the one above this one).

- If he ever got a bit too loud when you’re having sex, imagine grabbing his face and whispering something along ‘does it really feel that good? hm?’ and just earn a whimper in response.

- Giving him head would send him over the edge IMMEDIATELY. Bucking his hips, mumbling a whole load of ‘sorry, sorry, sorry’, but cutting himself off with high-pitched whimpers and moans, just to buck his hips up again.

A fistful of your hair in his hands that he swore to himself he’d keep tight, but immediately looses his grasp on you because he just can’t contain himself. Also - he could never receive head standing, he gotta sit or else his knees will fail him.

- Matt would grip. Sitting in his gamer chair while receiving head? He’s gripping the armrests. Leaning against the headboard as you ride him? He’s gripping the headboard behind him. Laying flat on his back as you’re on top of him? He’s gripping your hips and waist (not as tightly, he can’t stand the thought of hurting you).

- HES VERBALLL🗣️ of course some of it turns to mumbling, but when he’s LOUD and VERBAL?

‘oh my fu- god- j-just like that’

‘please- it feels so good- you feel so good’

‘i’m so so close, keep- keep going, please’ as he throws his head back and closes his eyes.

a/n: i could keep going

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　　　　　　　　　𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 x reader

SUMMARY: Where Matt just wants to fuck Y/N as his birthday present, it doesn't matter that it's in the kitchen and they can be caught by his brothers.

WARNING: SMUT ‼️ making-out, fingering, p in v, skin biting, slightly dom!Matt, public sex, praising kink, probability of getting caught.

REQUESTED?: Yes, by @flouqiis

AUTHOR'S NOTE: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism, copy, or "inspiration"! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

A/N²: I promise this is the last one for their birthday (or not, yall can send more requests 🤭) 🙏🏻.

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The house was a flurry of activity, a mix of laughter, banter, and the constant hum of preparations. Balloons, streamers, and banners filled the living room, all in bright colors that celebrated the triplets' birthday.

The kitchen was warm while Y/N hummed softly to herself, her mind lost in the rhythm of cooking for the three birthday boys who rushed around to prepare their party. She was stirring the pot when she felt a presence behind her. Before she could turn, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist, and she felt a warm kiss on the side of her neck, a very known perfume invading her nostrils.

"Hey there." Matt’s voice was a low murmur against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

His lips were soft yet insistent, trailing from the base of her neck to just below her ear, sending shivers down her spine. His hands, initially resting on her hips, moving in slow, deliberate motions. They traveled up her sides, caressing her stomach with a gentle but firm touch. The sensation of his hands gliding over her skin was both soothing and electrifying.

He paused for a moment, savoring the feel of her body against his, rocking their bodies together from side to side slowly before his hands continued their journey upward, brushing against the underside of her boobs. The touch was light, teasing, but it made her breath hitch. He squeezed gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples through the fabric of her shirt, making her gasp softly.

"Matt." She whispered, a soft smile playing on her lips. "We’re in the kitchen. Your brothers are here."

He chuckled, his breath hot on her neck.

"They finally left. They’re going to be out for an hour or so."

Y/N’s heart skipped a beat. She turned her head slightly to look at him, her eyes meeting his. There was a glint of mischief in his gaze, a look she had come to know well.

"Babe, we don’t have time for this. We have so much to do." She indicated the mess of birthday items around the living room with her chin.

"But it’s my birthday." He said in a whine tone, his hands sliding down to her hips, pulling her closer. "I deserve a little something, don’t you think?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment, but the feeling of his hands on her body, the warmth of his breath on her skin, was enough to melt her resistance. She turned off the stove and leaned back against him, her resolve crumbling.

"Okay." She whispered, her voice barely audible.

Matt wasted no time. He turned her around to face him, capturing her lips in a deep, hungry kiss. His hands roamed over her body, pulling her closer, pressing her against the kitchen counter. Y/N’s hands found their way to his hair, pulling him closer, deepening the kiss. The world outside the kitchen seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them in their bubble of heat and desire.

He kissed her fervently, his lips capturing hers with a hunger that had been building all day. His tongue parted her lips, exploring her mouth with a passion that made her head spin. She matched his intensity, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, deepening the connection between them.

His hands roamed over her back, pulling her flush against him, as if trying to fuse their bodies into one. The taste of him was intoxicating, a mix of desire and the faint hint of the coffee he’d had earlier. She could feel his heart beating against her chest, a steady rhythm that matched the frantic pace of her own.

Matt’s hands slid down her back, cupping her ass and lifting her effortlessly. He moved with a purpose, not breaking their heated kiss as he guided her from the counter to the table. It was a blind dance, their movements instinctual and urgent. Her legs wrapped around his waist, holding him close as he carried her.

With a firm but gentle touch, he helped her sit up, his hands sliding up her back to support her. Y/N’s breath hitched as she felt the cool surface of the table against her skin, only covered by small cotton shorts, contrasting sharply with the heat of his touch. His fingers traced a path up her spine, making her shiver with anticipation.

"Matt..." She whispered breathlessly against his lips, pleading.

"I know dove, I know. Let me make you feel good, yeah?" He muttered back before locking their lips back together.

Their kiss grew even more intense, their lips moving together in a desperate dance. Matt’s hands found their way under her shirt, lifting it over her head and tossing it aside. He broke the kiss for a moment to look at her, his eyes dark with desire.

"You’re so pretty." He murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "My best birthday present in every year, yeah?"

Y/N could only moan in response, her body trembling with need. She pulled him back to her, their lips crashing together once more. Matt’s hands moved to her tits, squeezing gently, his thumbs brushing over her nipples. She gasped against his lips, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through her.

"Babe-" She whispered, her voice a mix of urgency and longing. "I need you. P-please."

"I need you too, dove." He replied, his voice a low growl. "I've been thinking about this all day."

He undid her shorts, pulling them down with her lace panties and tossing them aside. Y/N shivered at the cool air against her skin, but the feeling was quickly replaced by the heat of Matt’s touch. With a deliberate slowness, his fingers traveled down, teasing her inner thighs before finally reaching her core.

"We shouldn't be doing this in here." She muttered breathlessly, her tone betraying her own thoughts and sounding like a moan, trembling with a mix of desire and concern.

Matt's lips curled into a cocky smile, his eyes dark with lust.

"It's my birthday, babe. Remember?" He said, his voice a low, seductive growl. "I deserve it."

He slipped a finger inside her, moving it with expert precision, curling it just right to hit her most sensitive spots. His thumb pressed against her clit, adding to the intense sensation.

Y/N gasped, her body arching towards him, her hands gripping the edge of the table so tight that her fingers took a white color.

"Oh, Matt." She moaned, her voice thick with desire. "Please."

He could feel her body responding, her hips bucking slightly, soft moans escaping her lips repeatedly. The sound was like music to his ears, urging him on.

"Shit, sweetheart." He whispered, his lips brushing against her cheek. "You feel so good. So tight around my finger."

Her moans grew louder as his finger moved faster, deeper, his thumb circling her clit with increasing pressure. He could feel her getting wetter, her body opening up to him, and he knew she was close.

"Fuck- I can't wait to feel you around my dick." He murmured, his voice a low growl.

Her moans hit his ear, sending a shiver down his spine. He could feel her getting closer, her body tensing with anticipation.

Y/N’s mind was a whirl of sensation. She could barely breathe, her body trembling with need.

"Matt, please." She begged louder, her voice cracking as her fingers danced to his wrist, squeezing the area. "I-I need you. 'Need you inside of me. Please, please, please-"

He didn't make her wait any longer, slowly withdrawing his finger, earning a soft whimper from her. He brought his hand to his mouth, tasting her, savoring the sweet, salty flavor. His eyes never left hers, smirking with her desperate reactions.

He undid his sweatpants, letting them fall to the floor, followed by his boxers. His erection sprang free, hard and ready, aching to be inside her. He gripped her thighs, spreading them wider, positioning himself at her entrance.

"Are you ready, baby?" He asked, his voice a low, husky whisper.

She nodded, her eyes filled with need.

"Yes." She whispered, her voice trembling. "Please, Matt. Plea-"

With one swift motion, he thrust into her, filling her completely, a loud and high-pitched moan scaping from his girl. The sensation was overwhelming, her warm tightness wrapping around him like a glove. He groaned, his hands gripping her thighs roughly, holding her in place as he started to move.

"Fuck, you feel so good." He groaned, his voice thick with desire, his head falling behind exposing his adam's apple. "So tight, so made just for me."

Y/N could only moan in response, her body trembling with pleasure. He moved faster, deeper, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer, matching his rhythm.

"Matt." She gasped, her voice barely a whisper. "Don't stop. Please, don't sto-op."

He didn't. He thrust into her harder, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her closer.

"So fucking good." He whispered, his voice a low growl. "My perfect little thing."

Y/N clung to him as if her life depended on it, her fingers digging into the muscles of his back. She pulled him closer - if that was even possible -, her nails leaving faint trails on his skin. Her head fell on his shoulder, her breath hot against his neck as she brushed her lips on his skin, kissing and licking the sensitive spot there. Each touch of her lips sent shivers down his spine, driving him wild with desire.

"Babe, fuck! Oh my God-" She moaned against his neck, her voice trembling with need. "Don't stop. Please, never- never stop."

Her words spurred him on, fueling the fire within him. He thrust into her harder, his movements rough and relentless, each one sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. He gripped her thighs tightly, his fingers sinking into her skin, holding her in place as he drove into her with a fervor that bordered on desperation.

"Shit, dove." He groaned, his voice a low growl. "You feel so good. So fucking good around me."

Her moans grew louder, arching her back with all the intense feelings, pressing her chest against his, her nipples brushing against his chest. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through both of them.

Matt's hands roamed over her body, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held her closer. He could feel her body trembling, her warm and wet walls tightening around him with each thrust. Her kisses on his neck grew more frantic, her warm tongue tracing wet patterns on his skin as she moaned his name.

"Fucking- God-" She gasped, her voice thick with desire. "I'm so close. S-so fucking clo-ose, Matt."

"Me too, dove." He whispered against her ear, his voice rough with need, cracking slightly. "I want you to cum with me, baby. Can you do that f'me?"

She nodded repeatedly, her eyes closed tightly, her eyes rolling behind her eyelids, lost in the sensation of him inside her.

"Yes." She moaned. "Shit- yes, Matt. Everything. 'Will always do everything-"

He increased his pace, each thrust harder and deeper than the last. The sound of their bodies moving together filled the kitchen and living room, a symphony of pleasure and desire. He could feel her getting closer, her body tensing below him, her walls sucking him in desperately, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

"You're mine." He whispered, his voice a low growl. "All mine. Mine to use, mine to please, mine to feel, yeah? All mine, dove."

"Yes." She moaned, her voice high-pitched echoing around them and ringing against her own ears. "All yours, only yours."

Her words sent him over the edge. With one final thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his muscles tensing roughly. He buried his head in the crook of her neck, pressing his face against the warm, sweaty region, his lips circling the curve, exhaling her sweet smell.

The sensation of his orgasm invaded him in a strong wave that made him desperately search for support, his hands flattening the table beside Y/N's hips while his fingers pressed hard into the wooden surface.

Matt's teeth grazed the sensitive skin, closing instinctively around it, sinking into the sensitive flesh, a loud and long groan escaping his lips followed by a sensual and very pornographic moan from Y/N.

The sensation of pain and pleasure that Matt's gesture brought her triggered her own orgasm, her muscles tightening in an almost painful way as she finally came.

"Matt- Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She cried out his name, her fingers digging into his back with as much force as before, her body trembling hard with pleasure. The sensation was overwhelming, waves of ecstasy crashing over her, leaving her breathless.

They stayed like that for a moment, lost in the aftermath of their intimacy. Their bodies were pressed together, their breaths mingling, their hearts beating in unison. Matt's hands roamed over her back, soothing her, grounding her.

He slowly pulled his teeth away from Y/N's skin, a feeling of unexpected arousal invading his body as his eyes noticed the small marks his mouth had left there. A cocky smirk stretched across his face, his lips brushing her neck over the marks before sealing the skin in a small kiss.

"Shit, dove-" Matt began, but before he could finish his sentence, the sound of keys against the lock of the front door sounded from downstairs, interrupting him.

Y/N widened her eyes comically, her hands snaking from his back to his chest, pushing him away forcefully.

"Matt-" She started, being interrupted by voices coming from downstairs.

"We're back!"

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𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱/ 𝐦.𝐬

summary: you and the sturniolos have been best friends since you were born due to your moms being close friends. it's your 19th birthday and your having a massive house party. when it comes to the sturniolos coming over matt randomly keeps staring over..

‼️warnings‼️: smut (quite abit). pet names (ma, baby etc) swearing, alcohol.

I have been best friends with the sturniolos for 18 years now, my closest one of them all being matt. We were so close no one could seperate us, ever since we were kids. It was my 19th birthday and I am having a party at this resort house my mom booked for me. Loads of kids from school and outside of school was coming. There is gonna be alcohol and probably drugs if people bring it. Idk. But it was now two o'clock and i needed to start getting ready before it hits 5:30pm. I hopped in the shower and began to wash my hair thoroughly trying to look my best for the party. I'm so nervous it's unreal. I continue to wash my self and quickly jump out the shower and wrap a towel round me and sit down on my desk.

I began to prep my face by doing my skincare adding primer invetween that too. I then began to do my makeup. A few hours later, it was now 4pm i was just in the middle of picking out my outfit still in my towel when i got a notification from instagram, i quickly opened it to see who it was or if it was something for the party.

@matthew.sturniolo

hey what time is the party?

uhm sometime around half five ?

yeah sound fine see you later then

bye matt see ya

I start sliding on the dress that i picked out. A black satin dress that fit my body perfectly. As i slipped the straps over my shoulders I looked down at my dress then smoothed it out with my hands abit then pairing the dress with a pair of black high heels that went well with the dress. I stood in front of my full body mirror and stared at myself for a minute before running my fingers through my curled hair loosing it out abit. I smiled at myself in the mirror as i picked up my black juicy couture purse, clutching it in my hands as i turned the knob of my door and walked out of it.

I hopped into my car and put in into reverse as i was going to the place of the party to set up and lay out everything perfectly. I had called matt over to help me since he had offered before hand.

I pulled into the driveway of the massive house that my mom had rented out. I felt so special knowing that all this was just for my birthday. I then saw a familiar face standing in the doorway waving for me to come over to him. matt. I quickly picked up my pace as i walked steadily in my high heels over to him.

'you look beautiful' matt said as he was looking me up and down slightly looking down more than up.

i smile and say 'you don't look to bad yourself'

he was wearing a black ransom t-shirt and some blue loose jeans with his car keys jangling on the belt hole.

we both laughed together for a while as we were talking about our life and how long it's been since we've all seen each other and hung out together

'you know i really missed you y/n' matt blurted out

i smile at the comment and my cheeks flush a baby pink 'i missed you too matt , quite allot actually'

'well we better head inside and start to decorate huh?' he suggested i quickly nodded as he took my hand and basically dragged me inside. When we walked in i we in shock as i looked at the high ceilings with balconies on the second floor looking down to the first. It was beautiful.

after a while all the decorating was done it was around twenty past five and i heard cars start to pull into the drive.

there was a knock at the door. i quickly grabbed the handle and turned it to reveal most of my friends. i greeted them and let them in and started to turn on the music and get ready for what i thought was going to be a 'normal' party

it has been a while since the party had started now, but i decided to head upstairs into one of the spare bedrooms to rest my head abit as it was really noisy downstairs. the music quickly muffled when i was walking into the first room which was free. Most of them were taken because i'm pretty sure people were fucking in there or some shit. I got in the room and was quick to kick if my heels and practically jump onto the bed. I was sat down peaceful when i heard some muffled bangs and crashes in the en-suite next door

i decided to go in there since i was curious. When i walked in i saw matt sat on the floor of the bathroom with his phone in one hand and in the other hand was him stroking himself.

my mouth completely dropped.

As his head flung back against the bathtub with his eyes squeezed shut he started muttering something under his breathe which oddly sounded like my name

this couldn't be happening right now. we have been best friends for years. after a second of standing in complete shock i finally spoke up. 'matt..?'

he looked up at me in complete disbelief 'oh.. shit i'm so sorry y/n i'm really s-'

i cut him off by kissing him passionately adjusting myself onto his lap whilst putting more depth into the kiss.

as soon as it broke matts jaw was swung open. it was like he had seen a ghost. Moments after he was quick to turn us over pinning me to the cold floor and quickly lifted my tight dress to the bottom of my chest.

'always wanted to do this to you ma' he said before shoving two fingers in me causing me to scream out and take a clump of his hair into my fists.

'f-fuck matt'

he quickly sped up his pace while grasping onto my thighs with his free hand

'you like this huh?'

i was quick to nod as he pulled his fingers out when i was just about to reach my orgasm. he chuckled to himself as i threw a straight face right at him signalling to him i was now pissed off

'why the fuck matt?'

'yeah yeah i'm sorry baby'

he quickly stuck his fingers in his mouth licking them clean and taking them out with a 'pop'

i had my eyes shut and was quick to open them at the sound of a belt unbuckling

he took his dick out as it sprung against his chest and stoked himself a few times before lining up with me

'you ready ma?'

'fuck.. yes matt'

he quickly slammed into me staying still for a minute whilst i adjusted to his size. i gave him a nod signifying to him that he could pick up his face. Trust me he was quick with that. i instantly screamed out and grasped onto his shoulders for support as my legs wrapped around him letting him hit me from a different angle. His tip basically kissing my cervix as he thrusted into me.

i screamed out as he put his hands over my mouth to try and prevent people from downstairs to know what was happening.

'now baby you don't want them hearing now do you huh?'

i shook my head no before rolling my eyes to the back of my head and clenching around him

'fuck baby if you keep clenching around me like that i won't last much longer'

'matt i'm gonna cum'

'cum all over my cock ma i wanna see your pretty face aswell'

with those words of relief i let out realesing all over his dick he wasn't long after as he pulled out and shot white strips of his hot cum onto my chest

he collapsed on top of me making sure not to put much weight on me

'you okay baby' he said sweetly whilst caressing my cheek and kissing it lightly

i nod my head gently

'cmon let's get you cleaned up and i'll run you a bath aswell'

i just smile at him whilst getting up.

@astrolynnworld @strawberrysturniolo @lovingmattysposts @lovingchrissposts @plasticferal @sturniololoverr

[canthelpit0]

-Kinktober 2024-

-Masterlist -taglist -everything u need to know

🎀 the stories will obv come out in October, so this is basically just an overview. I might change the pictures later. This means I’m still writing & editing🎀

‼️Discontinued‼️

Matt Sturniolo

DAY 1: Praise kink / voice kink

DAY 3: Branding / Marking

DAY 5: Fingering

DAY 7: Breeding kink / Creampie

DAY 9: Tag Team / Toys

DAY 11: Somnophilia / Cockalarm

DAY 13: Overstimulation

DAY 15: Piercings / Stigmatophilia

DAY 17: Xenophelia

DAY 19: Sex sells

DAY 21: Sadomasochism

DAY 23: Fisting

DAY 25: Blindfold

DAY 27: Restriction

DAY 29: Sneaky link

Chris Sturniolo

DAY 2: Hair pulling / Spanking

DAY 4: Face sitting / Face riding

DAY 6: Brat x Brat tramer

DAY 8: Phone sex

DAY 10: Subspace (sub/dom)

DAY 12: Caught

DAY 14: Anal

DAY 16: age gap

DAY 18: dacryphilia

DAY 20: sexually frustrated

DAY 22: humiliation

DAY 24: edging

DAY 26: corruption

DAY 28: CNC

DAY 30: object (Red Bull can)

DAY 31: Threesome

[sturnihoelo]

Bad Girl

summary: matt punishes you for being a brat

‼️: smut, brat!tamer matt, sub!reader, y/n, bareback, smacking, breeding

⇨this one is a lot longer

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

background: you and the triplets have been out all day running errands and filming, and matt has had enough of your attitude.

10 am

*knock knock knock*

“are you awake?” says nick from behind matt’s closed door.

“mmmm” matt groans in response. he rolls over in bed and lays on top of me. ive already been awake for half an hour now. ive just been laying there on my phone. matt rolls over onto my lap and i run my fingers through his hair.

“get up we have shit to do today” nick says before walking down to chris’ room to wake him up. “cmon baby we gotta get ready” i said pushing matt off of me. “noooo” he protests while trying to grab onto me and stopping me from getting up.

i throw on one of his shirts that was on the floor and head to the bathroom to start getting ready. i wash my face and put my hair up before brushing my teeth. im greeted by a shirtless matt standing behind me in the mirror gripping onto my waist and giving me a hug from behind. “hi baby” i try to say while still brushing my teeth. matt kisses the top of my head and continues to hold me while i finish brushing. i bend down over the sink to spit out the toothpaste and matt pulls me in closer to his crotch. “whats got you so happy” i can feel his hard-on press into me. “seeing you” he said while slowly dry humping me. i kiss him on the cheek before leaving the bathroom and going into the kitchen where nick and chris are. “hey queens” i say to them both while taking eggs and orange juice out of the fridge. “do you guys want me to make you something?” “yes please” chris says in a baby tone. “that would be nice thank you” nick said. matt comes out of the bathroom and comes up behind me. “can you make me something too” matt says in my ear while hugging me. “fine”.

i get out a pan from the cabinet and make some eggs and french toast. i make both chris and nick’s plate. “wheres mine?” matt nags. “i didnt make it yet, you can wait bitch”. i say slightly annoyed. matt just scoffs and goes back to being on his phone. nick pulls out the camera and starts vlogging. “heyyy vloggggg! today we’re gonna be going out and running errands and going to a dinner party later! super fun and exciting i know.” he pans the camera to chris and they begin to show off their outfits. i finish making matts food and carelessly toss it onto the table. i sit down and eat my food. “y/n is going to be joining us todayyyy. y/n show off ur fit” “im not dressed yet!” i say putting my hand in the camera trying to cover my face. matt comes over to the table and sits next to me, putting an arm around me and rubs my leg. “matt not right now” i whisper to him in an annoyed tone. he doesn’t listen and continues to rub his hands all over me. “matt!” i say slightly louder. “fine.” he says as he picks up his fork and begins to eat.

i get up from my seat and put my dishes in the sink before walking back into matt’s room. “matt!” i yell out. he comes rushing in. “what’s wrong?”. “have you seen my red dress for tonight? i cant find it anywhere” “nah i havent seen it” i notice a wrinkled mess on the floor. “matthew.” “why is there soda spilled all over my dress.” “oh my god. im so sorry princess. i must have knocked it over when i was streaming last night. im sorry.” “ughhhhh” “now i have nothing to wear for dinner!” “i can put it in the wash for you” “no its fine” i say clearly annoyed and frustrated. “ill just find something else.” i say sarcastically with attitude. he grabs me by my throat and stares deep into my eyes “hey. know who youre speaking to.” he says in a dark voice. i say nothing and just look at him in his eyes. he lets go of my throat and ever so slightly pushes me back. “get dressed.” he demands. i put on some grey sweats and one of matt’s navy blue long sleeve shirts. it was pretty cold out today so i wore our matching uggs.

we all meet in the living room to give the camera a full fit rundown and say what our plans for the day are so far. me and matt are matching, we’re both wearing grey sweatpants and blue sweaters and our matching uggs. chris is wearing loose jeans and a orange zip up over his fresh love shirt, and nick is wearing black jeans and a striped sweater. “right now we are going to the grocery store to pick up some things for dinner tomorrow and possibly something for a video idea i had”. chris says to the camera. we all walk down to the garage and get into the car. i grab matt’s phone and queue some songs that i want to hear. he snatches the phone out of my hands and said “im driving, we’re listening to what i want.” i just roll my eyes.

10 minutes later we arrive at the grocery store. i turn on the camera and film nick, matt and chris. we walk inside the store and begin to grab everything we need. i walk off towards the candy aisle while chris and nick are recording in the deli section. “matt can we get this please” i say while shoving bags of candy in his face. “matt can we get this” i shove another bag in his face. “matt!”- my words were cut off by matts hand covering my mouth. “youre being a brat. knock it off.” he says in a stern voice. “sorry…” chris runs up to us to ask what cookies to get. “should i get double chocolate or sweet vanilla?” he asked us. “chocolate for sure” “yeah i agree.” “okay thanks. we’re done now so lets head to check out.” we walk over to self check out and chris makes a joke “self check out? if you say so” he says while smirking and biting his lip. “shut the fuck up kid ur so annoying” nick said behind the camera. matt smacks my ass while im scanning the groceries. “matthew! enough!” i say out loud. “youre so gonna get it when we get back home.” matt whispers in my ear. i now start to worry because last time i got on his nerves he punished me. “oh yeah?” i taunt back. “yeah.” he says back, smacking my ass again, slightly harder this time. he pays for the groceries and we all walk back to the car. “im so excited for dinner tonight i’m starving!” “same i can’t wait to see what they have for dessert”. “don’t get your hopes up princess.” matt teases. “shut up you pessimist!” i say back. he does nothing but give me an unpleasant look.

we drive back to the house just in time for us to start getting ready for dinner. i grab my makeup from matt’s room and go into the bathroom. soon after, matt invites himself in and locks the door. “what are you doing?” matt traps me into a corner and hovers over me. he gives a gentle slap to my cheek. “you’ve been acting like a brat all day. you know what happens when you act like a bad girl. you get punished.” he lifts my chin up with his hand and caresses my face. “promise you’ll be a good girl for me?” he brings his thumb over to my mouth, tracing my lips and gently entering his finger into my mouth, forcing me to suck on him. i nod and continue to suck on his thumb. he pushes in deeper.. “thats a good girl” he smirks. i get up off the floor as he exits the bathroom. i continue to put on my makeup and do my hair for dinner. i walk back into his room to put on a black off the shoulder dress and basic black heels. we walk back out to the kitchen to show the camera our dinner outfits.

8 pm

at the dinner table i sit next to matt by default. he notices the waiter checking me out and his subtle flirts with me. i can see the jealousy grow in his eyes as the night goes on. nick and chris order their food and the waiter asks me what i would like, offering to give me free drinks. as i begin to tell him what i want, matt cuts me off and proceeds to order for me. matt places his hand on my thigh and grips it tighter as the waiter comes back. “you know hes flirting with you y/n.” “what are you talking about matt” “dont act dumb y/n”. his grip intensifies on my inner thigh. “are you jealous matty?” i taunt. he grips my thigh as hard as he could, staring so deep into my eyes. “bad girls get punished y/n.” i pull out the camera and vlog the dinner. “what did we get everyone?” “i got alfredo pasta” “i got ribeye steak” “me and y/n are sharing the thai chicken.” “perioddddd” nick says and i give him the camera. 30 minutes pass and we finish our meal. “did everyone enjoy dinner?” nick asks the vlog. me, chris, and matt rate our meals and do an outro to the video. we wrap up the night and head back home.

i immediately go to the bathroom to take off all of my makeup and get changed into my pajamas. as i go into matts room, im immediately blindfolded and thrown onto the bed. “matt?” i whine worriedly. “brats get punished” an aggressive voice said into my ear. my blindfold is ripped off and i see matt holding handcuffs. he sits on the edge of the bed and bends me over his lap. he aggressively pushes me down and handcuffs me so im unable to move. he pulls my shorts down. exposing my ass to the cold air in his dark room. “you’ve been such a bad girl today y/n. i Was going to be gentle. but you’ve been such a little slut”. he rubs my ass before laying several harsh smacks on me. “uhngh~” i cry out. matt’s smacks only get harder with each hit. “you had enough yet princess?” he taunts. “hnnng~” i wail. he took off his belt and gave me a few firm smacks. i choke on my tears and moans from the abuse on my ass. he pushes me off of his lap onto the floor. “does the princess need her daddy?” “dont act like such a slut then” he smacks me one last time. i manage to crawl on the bed but matt pulls me towards him. he flips me onto my back and rips my panties off. he plays with my heat and teases me. he slaps, kisses, bites, and touches my pussy. not giving me any full action. hes doing it on purpose. he takes off his pants and slides his dick in my folds. which sent me over the edge. “fffuckk matt~” i moan out. he slips his member inside of me and begins thrusting aggressively. i start moaning loudly before he pulls and and teases me even more. “if you want daddy’s cock your gonna have to beg for it.” “please give me your cock! please! fill me up with your cock!” i moan and cry out. “ur so pathetic when you beg for me” “get on the ground.” he pulls me off the bed and pushes me down to the floor. “on your knees.” he demands. he shoves his full length into my mouth. gripping my hair so hard while he fucks my face. he moans out so elegantly. “god your gonna make me cum”. tears run down my face and im unable to form a coherent thought. “please cum on me matt!” i moan. “im not done with you yet.” “ass up baby.” he enters me again and fucks me deeper than before. “ffffffuck y/n” he grips my ass for more support. “you want my cum dripping out of you princess?” “yes!~ yes!~ please!~” i moan. “fuck.” matt releases inside of me, pumping thick white cum deep into my pussy. still gently fucking me, he pulls out to watch his cum drip from my pussy onto the floor. “learned your lesson brat?” he takes off my handcuffs and picks me up. “lets go get you cleaned up baby” he kisses my forehead and then my lips.

[sturnioz]

https://www.tumblr.com/sturnioz/764238962453774336/you-shouldve-never-listened-when-toxicexmatt

i need more of this matt. IM BEGGING‼️

toxicex!matt always seems to show up at every single party you're at — drink in one hand and a handful of some randoms girls ass that's pressed up against him in the other. he's always staring at you over their shoulder with a smirk on his face and his eyebrow raised, clearly trying to get some sort of reaction out of you.

you try your hardest to not let it effect you because he is your ex ... but, of course, he has you wrapped around his finger — he's got you right where he wants and he's loving it, watching as you turn to look away from him with your eyes filling with glossy tears and heart aching in your chest.

he always comes up to you though, presses you into a corner so you'll only look at him. his hands cupping your wet cheeks, brushing the tears beneath your eyes with his thumbs as he coos and presses his lips to you forehead, murmuring that only he can make that sinking feeling in your stomach and chest go away — giving you the best filling of your life in a random room as he whispers all sweet things to make you cum, only to leave once again straight after.

[rotthepoet]

Could I please ask for some smut w Lorenzo & either Theo or Matt?

Where they’re usually real mean to the reader, but one day heard a rumour bout reader being intimate with someone else, and get all possessive saying that he’s theirs and stuff? Basically punishing em for going out with someone else, and readers just confused cause he thought that they hated him??

It’s totally okay if you don’t do this!!!! I’m really sorry if you don’t

–🦙

OMG POOKIE NO NEED TO BE SORRY YOU HAVE A WONDERFUL BRAIN AND THIS IS DELICIOUS‼️‼️‼️I’ve already written a theo/enzo threesome and i’ve been itching for more Mattheo requests so i hope you dont mind me picking Matty 🙏 hope you like this king 🥰

Warnings: Amab!reader(he/him used), Oral, Degradation, mean!lorenzo and mean!mattheo, reader creams his pants oops!

Because why the fuck is Mattheo dragging you out of the Great Hall, Lorenzo coming in hot right behind them. With all the struggling youre doing against Mattheo, trying to tug your arm from his iron grip(because Mattheo is a big, scary dude. Hot. But genuinely intimidating), Lorenzo comes right to your side, hooking his arms under your left arm. Mattheo adjusts his grip and now they are quite literally dragging you down the hallway despite your protest.

You’re thrown onto the bathroom floor, looking up in fear at the two towering men. Mattheo locks the door with the flick of his wand, and Lorenzo grabs you by the collar of your shirt, lifting you up off the ground.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing, hm? Trying to make us jealous?” He scowls at you, and by this point youre probably shaking in fear and half in tears.

“Listen- I don’t know what I did but please just— i’ll do anything if you just let me walk out of here.” You plead, but it falls upon deaf ears.

Mattheo stalks towards the two of you, slinking behind you as you turn your head to try and follow his movements. Lorenzo grips your jaw, tugging you back to face him. “Eyes on me, i’m not done with you.” He snaps, and you nod obediently.

Mattheo’s hands untuck your shirt from your pants, and despite the fear coursing through your veins, you cant help but feel pleasant shivers run down your body. When your shirt is untucked, warm, ringed hands run over the soft skin of your stomach, trailing up to your ribs. A soft gasps escapes your lips, and as much as you will it to stop, blood rushes down between your legs.

Lorenzo hasn’t let go of your chin, forcing you to keep direct eye contact with him as Mattheo explores your chest, pressing wet kisses to the side of your neck. What the fuck is happening?

“You think you can just go around with whoever you want? Do you know how embarrassing that is for us? For our boy to be off fucking some nobody?” Lorenzo finally releases your chin, and your head falls slightly right as Mattheo gnaws at the soft skin between your neck and shoulder.

“Our… our boy?” You croak out, head dizzy from the continuous switch ups. Mattheo smirks against your skin, his strong hands groping your waist.

“Yeah… our pathetic boy, all whiney and needy.”

“Thought you…” A pleased sigh slips past your lips as Lorenzos hand starts to unbutton your shirt, and runs his hand from your chest to the hem of your pants, “I thought you hated me…”

Lorenzo scoffed and Mattheo suddenly pressed his hand down on your shoulder, heavy enough to force you down to your knees in front of Lorenzo. “Hate you? Who put that idea into your head?” Mattheo asked, his fingers combing into your hair and tugging on the strands, forcing you to look up as Lorenzo unbuckles his belt, letting the leather fall to the tiled floor.

His fingers worked swiftly, and within seconds his aching, red tip was at your quivering lips. “Think we gotta make sure he knows his place, yeah?” Lorenzo looks up at Mattheo, who forces your head down onto Lorenzo’s tip. Your eyes go wide at the intrusion past your lips, but you cant deny how fucking hot it is.

Their conversation becomes nothing but background noise as Mattheo sets your heads pace, fucking your throat on Lorenzo’s cock. You gag around him, drool flooding from your bruised lips and dripping down your chin. Embarrassingly, on hand reaches down to palm your aching boner, moaning around Lorenzo’s dick. Your other hand reaches up, cupping Enzo’s heavy balls and squeezing gently, eliciting a pornographic groan from his lips.

Tears prick at your eyes as youre forced further down, Enzo’s fat dick hitting the back of your throat while Mattheo holds you down, chuckling as you gag and whine. Lorenzo’s head rolls back as he releases into you, filling your throat with hot seed, so much that it spills past your lips.

Finally, youre pulled off of Lorenzo, eyes half lidded and pants stained from your own premature release. Enzo barely regards you, patting your cheek before he pulls away. You try to stand up again, but a firm hand holds you in place as Mattheo replaces the spot Lorenzo had once stood.

“Where do you think you’re going? You’re not done apologizing yet.”