#nerd chris

[sturnsblogs]

THATS THE PROBLEM.

Fratboy!Chris X Toxic!Fwb!Reader

Warnings- Rough car sex. Smut w plot. Choking, Term use of “slut”, Spanking.

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You weren’t about to let Chris’s betrayal fester. He’d left you on your birthday, half-naked and humiliated, running back to Taylor like you were just some placeholder. The sting of it burned, but you weren’t the type to wallow—you’d hit him where it hurt. And who better to do it with than his best friend, Nathan?

Nathan was the quieter one in their frat, less showy than Chris but still dripping with that same cocky charm that made girls weak. He’d always been flirty with you, subtle enough to keep it deniable, bold enough to let you know he’d jump if you asked. Tonight, you were asking.

You shot him a text at midnight, short and sweet: “Wanna hang out?” He didn’t pry—guys like Nathan never did. Half an hour later, he was outside your place, leaning against his car in a black hoodie and jeans, that lazy smirk on his face as you slid into the passenger seat.

“Where to?” he asked, revving the engine.

You shrugged, masking the fire in your chest. “That lookout on the hill.”

His eyes flicked to you, a knowing glint in them, but he didn’t say anything. The drive to the city’s infamous make-out spot—a gravel lot perched above the skyline—was quick, the low hum of a rap song filling the silence. Your anger simmered the whole way, Chris’s face flashing in your mind. You’d make sure he heard about this. You’d make sure it stung.

Nathan pulled into the lot, the city lights sprawling below like a tacky postcard. A few other cars were parked, but it was late, the place mostly deserted. He cut the engine and turned to you, his arm draped over the back of your seat.

“So,” he said, voice low, “what’s this about?”

You didn’t bother with words. You leaned over the console, grabbing his face and kissing him hard—all heat and spite, no softness. Nathan matched your energy, his hands finding your hips, pulling you closer. The car smelled like his cologne and the faint skunk of weed, and for a moment, you tried to lose yourself in it, tried to erase Chris from your skin.

But Nathan’s touch was wrong. Too gentle, too careful—his fingers ghosted over your waist, his lips too soft against your neck. It wasn’t like Chris, whose hands knew exactly how to grip you, whose roughness always felt like it meant something. Nathan was trying, but it was like he was afraid to break you. And you wanted to be broken, just a little.

You froze, your breath hitching as frustration flared. “Stop,” you muttered, shoving him off you harder than you meant to. Nathan hit the driver’s side door with a grunt, his eyes wide with confusion.

“What the hell?” he snapped, wiping his mouth. “What’s your deal?”

“Get out,” you said, your voice sharp, already yanking the door handle.

Nathan blinked, still catching his breath. “Are you for real right now?”

“Out, Nathan,” you repeated, stepping into the cold night air. Your tank top and jeans did nothing against the chill, but you were too pissed to care, your skin buzzing with irritation—at Nathan, at yourself, at Chris.

He followed, slamming his door shut, the gravel crunching under his sneakers. “Yo, you drag me up here, get me all worked up, and now you’re tweaking? What’s your problem? I wasn’t doing it right or something?”

“You—” You spun on him, jabbing a finger in his chest. “You’re too fucking soft, Nathan. I don’t need you treating me like I’m made of glass.”

His brows shot up, a disbelieving laugh escaping him. “Soft? You’re tripping. Maybe you’re just too fucked up over whatever’s got you acting like this. Call me when you’re not a headcase.” He threw his hands up, backing toward his car, but he didn’t leave—just leaned against the hood, watching you like you were a bomb about to go off.

That’s when you heard another car door slam. Your head snapped toward the sound, and there he was—Chris, storming across the lot, his face a mask of fury. He must’ve pulled in while you were arguing, his black Jeep tucked at the far end of the lot, barely visible in the dark. Your stomach lurched, a mix of vindication and dread.

“The fuck is this?” Chris’s voice was low, venomous, his eyes flicking between you and Nathan. He stopped a few feet away, his hands clenched into fists, his jaw tight. “You’re out here with him? You’re fucking around with my best friend?”

You crossed your arms, forcing a smirk despite the way your heart was racing. “What, you think you get to ditch me for Taylor and I’m just gonna sit at home? Nah, Chris. I do what I want.”

His eyes darkened, and he took a step closer, his voice dropping to a growl. “You’re such a fucking slut.”

The word hit like a slap, sharp and mean, but you didn’t flinch. You stepped toward him, your own anger flaring hotter. “Says the guy who left me half-naked to go play savior for his ex. You don’t get to call me shit, Chris.”

Nathan straightened up, glancing between you two, his earlier irritation shifting to unease. “Yo, man, I didn’t know she was—”

“Shut the fuck up, Nate,” Chris snapped, not even looking at him, his eyes locked on you. “This isn’t about you. This is about her thinking she can fuck with me.”

You laughed, bitter and loud, stepping right into his space. “Fuck with you? You’re the one who walked out on my birthday. You don’t get to act like you own me now.”

Chris’s hand shot out, grabbing your wrist—not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to make your breath catch. His grip was rough, possessive, the way Nathan’s never could be, and it sent a jolt through you that you hated yourself for feeling. “You think this is a game?” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “You think you can just run to him and I’m not gonna care?”

You yanked your wrist free, shoving him back a step. “I think you made it real clear you don’t care when you picked up Taylor’s call. So why don’t you go back to her and leave me the fuck alone?”

For a second, he just stared at you, his chest heaving, something raw and unreadable flashing in his eyes—anger, sure, but also something like hurt. It was gone as fast as it came, replaced by that hard, fratboy mask he always wore when he didn’t want to feel anything. His eyes blazing with a mix of rage and something possessive, something that made your heart pound even as your anger flared. You barely had time to react before his hand was on your arm, his grip rough and unyielding, pulling you toward his Jeep.

“Let’s go,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, dragging you forward.

“No, Chris!” you snapped, digging your heels into the gravel, twisting against his hold. “I’m not going with you. Let go!”

He didn’t even flinch, his grip tightening as he yanked you along, his jaw clenched like he was barely holding himself together. “I don’t give a fuck. Get in the car.”

“Chris, stop!” you shouted, shoving at his chest with your free hand, but it was like pushing a wall. He was stronger, and he wasn’t slowing down, his eyes locked on the Jeep parked at the edge of the lot. Nathan was gone, his car long peeled out, leaving you alone with Chris in the deserted lookout, the city lights glittering mockingly below.

He wrenched open the back door of the Jeep and shoved you inside, not hard enough to hurt but enough to make you stumble onto the leather seat. He climbed in after you, slamming the door so hard the whole car shook. The space was too small, too charged, the air thick with his cologne, your whiskey-soaked breath, and the raw energy crackling between you.

Before you could scramble upright, his hands were on you—rough, urgent, one gripping your waist, the other tangling in your hair, pulling you toward him. “You think you can pull that shit with Nathan?” he snarled, his lips brushing your ear, his body pressing you into the seat. “Think you can fuck my best friend and I’m just gonna stand there?”

You shoved at his chest, your nails digging into his skin through his shirt, but it only made him press closer. “You don’t own me, Chris,” you hissed, glaring up at him. “You left me on my fucking birthday for Taylor. You don’t get to act like you care now!”

“Shut the fuck up,” he growled, his mouth crashing against yours, all heat and teeth, no gentleness. It was a kiss meant to punish, to claim, and you hated how your body responded, kissing him back just as hard, your hands clawing at his shoulders. His hands were everywhere—yanking your tank top up, fingers digging into your skin, rough and possessive.

He pulled back just enough to glare at you, his eyes dark and wild. “I bet you were thinking about me the whole fucking time,” he said, his voice dripping with smug venom as he shoved your jeans down, his hands impatient, almost tearing the fabric. “Nathan couldn’t even touch you right, could he? Too fucking soft. You need me.”

You wanted to snap back, to tell him he was wrong, but the truth burned too much. Nathan’s gentle hands had felt like a cheap knockoff, nothing like the way Chris knew you—rough, raw, like he saw every filthy part of you and wanted it anyway. “Fuck you,” you spat, but your voice wavered, and he smirked, knowing he’d already got you.

“Yeah, you will,” he said, his hands flipping you around, pulling you onto his lap as he settled back against the seat. He shoved his jeans down, his belt clinking, and yanked you down onto him, hard, the sudden stretch making you gasp. “Ride me,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding, one hand gripping your ass, the other wrapping around your throat, not choking but holding you there, forcing you to look at him. “Show me you’re not just some cheap slut who’ll fuck anyone.”

The words cut deep, degrading and sharp, but they lit something in you, something dark and twisted that made you roll your hips, setting a brutal pace right away. The car creaked, the windows fogged to hell, the city lights a blurry smear outside. You braced your hands on his chest, your nails digging in as you fucked him back, matching his intensity, determined to make him feel it.

But Chris wasn’t letting you have control. His hand on your throat tightened just enough to make your breath hitch, his other hand slapping your ass hard, the sting making you whimper. “You’re gonna say sorry,” he growled, his eyes burning into yours. “For that shit with Nathan. Say it, or I stop.”

You clenched your jaw, your hips still moving, refusing to give in. “I’m not sorry,” you hissed, leaning forward to bite his jaw, hard enough to make him grunt. “You fucking deserved it.”

His eyes flashed, and he slowed his thrusts to a torturous grind, barely moving, just enough to keep you teetering on the edge but nowhere near enough. The sudden change made you whine, your body betraying you as you rocked against him, desperate for more. “Chris,” you gasped, your voice breaking, your hands fisting his shirt.

“Say it,” he repeated, his hand smacking your ass again, harder, his voice dripping with smug control. “Say you’re sorry, or I’ll leave you like this, all desperate and pathetic.”

You hated him for it, hated how he knew exactly how to break you down, but the way he was holding you right on the edge was unbearable. Your body was screaming, and you couldn’t hold out. “I’m fucking sorry,” you spat, the words raw and angry, dripping with defiance even as you gave in. “There. You happy, asshole?”

His smirk was infuriating, but it lit a fire in him. “That’s more like it,” he growled, his hands grabbing your hips and slamming you down onto him, setting a brutal pace that had you gasping. “Now show me you mean it, you little slut.”

You didn’t have a choice. You rode him hard, your thighs burning, your breaths coming in ragged moans as you chased the release he’d dangled in front of you. His hands were relentless—gripping your ass, tugging your hair, slapping your skin just to hear you cry out. He fucked you like he was punishing you, each thrust rough and deep, his eyes locked on yours, daring you to look away.

“Look at you,” he said, his voice low and degrading, his fingers digging into your hips. “Falling apart on my dick like you were made for it. Bet you were thinking about this the whole time Nathan was touching you, weren’t you? Couldn’t even get off without me.”

“Shut up,” you gasped, but your body betrayed you, clenching around him at his words, and he laughed, dark and knowing, the sound making your skin burn.

“Keep pretending,” he said, his hand sliding between you, his fingers finding your clit and rubbing hard, sending a jolt through you that made you moan. “You’re mine, and you fucking know it.”

You hated how right he was. Hated how no one else could make you feel like this—raw, unhinged, like you were burning from the inside out. You moved faster, your moans turning into whimpers as the pressure built, his fingers and his cock pushing you closer to the edge with every second.

“Say it again,” he growled, his hand smacking your ass hard enough to leave a mark, his pace turning erratic as he got closer. “Say you’re sorry, or I’ll stop right now.”

“I’m sorry,” you choked out, the words spilling from you in a desperate rush, your voice breaking as you felt yourself unraveling. “I’m fucking sorry, Chris, okay?”

“Good girl,” he muttered, his voice rough with lust, his hips snapping up to meet yours, hard and unforgiving. “Now come for me. Show me who you belong to.”

The orgasm hit you like a tidal wave, your vision blurring, your body shaking as you came apart, his name ripping from your lips in a broken cry. He didn’t stop, fucking you through it with the same brutal intensity, his groans turning into a low growl as he followed, his hands gripping you tight as he spilled into you, his thrusts slowing but still deep, like he wanted to leave a part of himself behind.

You collapsed against him, both of you panting, the car silent except for your ragged breaths and the faint hum of the city outside. His hands stayed on you, possessive, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on your skin as he caught his breath, his forehead resting against your shoulder.

“You’re such a prick,” you muttered, your voice weak but sharp, your body still trembling from the aftershocks.

He chuckled, low and rough, lifting his head to look at you. “Yeah, but you’re still here.”

And that was the problem, wasn’t it? You were. Even after all of it.

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[malefantcsy]

★⋆. MATT STURNIOLO P! LINKS

ⓘ 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌， 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽．

dilf! matt when he had to get ready for work but you looked so cute sleeping (somno)

dilf! matt with milf! wife not wasting any second as soon as the kids went to sleep

married dilf! matt with doll! babysitter (cheating)

munch! matt being chronically obsessed with having chubby! gf ride his face

munch! matt thats sick but only needs one type of medicine

loser! matt with popular!tutee on valentine’s day

big dick! matt is for the chubby girls btw.

dilf matt after seeing babydoll! gf in a skirt he bought her.

big dick! loser! matt getting experience from slightly chubby! bsf

[mattsnight]

Confident!reader giving inexperienced nerd!matt a handjob for the first time ! ✧₊⁺

“I’ve never..” matt took a long deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. You are on your knees in front of him with your hands on his thighs and he’s sweating. “I’ve never did any of this.” He admits, covering his face with his hands. Yeah, he was really embarrassed about his situation.

“Oh really? Never?” You look up at him, your hands still trailing slow circles around his thighs. He tenses up almost immediately. “Shh… i can make you feel good, ‘kay?”

His breath hitches as he feels your gentle touch on his thighs. He peeks at you through his fingers, his cheeks flushed a deep red. He's never been in this position before, and the uncertainty is making his heart race. “I-I don't know if I can...”

You smile as a sign of comfort. “Oh i know you can, baby.”Matt bites his lower lip, his eyes darting between yours and your slow, soothing touches on his thighs. He's trying to relax, but his body is tense and ready to flee at any moment. He's never been touched like this before, and it's both terrifying and exciting. “Just lay back for me and relax.”

He hesitates for a moment, a mix of nervousness and curiosity clear in his eyes. Slowly, he begins to lower himself back onto the bed, his movements careful and deliberate. His heart is pounding in his chest as he lies down, propping himself up on his elbows to watch your moves. “Good boy,” you look up at him for a second before taking off his shorts.

A small gasp escapes his lips at your praise, his cheeks coloring even deeper with embarrassment and pleasure. He's fully laid back now, completely vulnerable, but trusting you. Another sharp inhale leaves his mouth as his shorts are pulled down, revealing his bare thighs and the hem of his boxers. He spreads his thighs slightly, allowing you to remove his shorts completely.

“Just relax,” you repeat. Matt takes a deep breath, trying to focus on your calming voice and the gentle touches of your hands on his skin. He closes his eyes, his brows furrowed in concentration as he attempts to relax his tense muscles. You slide down his underwear, gasping at how big he is. “Fuck..”

His body jolts as his underwear is removed, exposing him completely. His eyes fly open, and a small, embarrassed whimper escapes his lips. He's completely bare and exposed in front of someone for the first time. You gently start to stroke him, making sure he isn’t uncomfortable. As your gentle touch lands on his most intimate area, he tenses. It’s overwhelming. He looks down his body, watching as you stroke him softly, his mind reeling and his body trembling.

Then suddenly, he cums hard, making his eyes widen in shock as his body suddenly erupts in a climax. His small frame shakes as he cums all over his stomach and chest. He lets out a high-pitched, embarrassed scream, his face flushing bright red as he's overcome with the intensity of his first orgasm. “Shitt baby…” you curse, letting out a small chuckle at how fast he came.

His body continues to tremble as he comes down from his high, embarrassment washing over him in waves. He covers his face with his hands, mumbling through his fingers "I-I'm sorry... that was so fast..."

“No- no not at all, it was good for your first handjob, don’t worry about it.” You smile. Relief washes over him, realizing you weren't disappointed by how quickly he finished. He bites his lower lip, glancing down at the mess on his stomach before shyly meeting your eyes again. “Let’s clean you up, hm?” You say before standing up to grab some tissues.

[sunrisemill]

Is it so insanely down bad of me to find this attractive? …maybe

[beamahhh]

sub matt sub matt sub matt

“mmph…please mama” matt was currently rutting his hips against you, sweats hung low as he whined and begged in your ear for you to do something. he didn’t care what it was he just wanted you to touch him. but he didn't deserve it, all he did today was brag and lie to his friends about your guys’s sex life, acting like he was the one that had you begging, mocking you like you weren’t right there. yet here he was pathetically rocking his hips into your side a whining mess. "what happend to what you were saying earlier baby hm? where did all that confidence go?" matt let out a moan as precum stained the front of his sweats, his thrusts speeding up into your side as he mumbled apologies into your chest. "mm sorry…….so sorry please" his voice was strained as his eyes filled with frustrated tears "mm just...need you to touch me ma" he choked out, moans getting caught in his throat as he grew more sensitive "I think you should appreciate what your getting already yeah?be a good boy f'me and stop being so ungreatful" you tease smiling at how pathetic he looked right now, trembling as he rubbed himself against you. the spot on his pants growing wetter and wetter by the second. he wanted to tell you how mean you were being, how he would do anything for you to touch him, but nothing could come out. his mouth hung open and his thrusts grew sloppy as his orgasm crashed through him. choked sobs leaving his mouth as he panted and grinded against you through his high, 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵. matt looks up at the noise, seeing you holding your phone in your hand smiling at the pathetic boy, you rub your thumb over his bottom lip showing him the picture "look at how pretty you look baby" you coo "wonder what your friends would think about this"

@beamahhh

[sturns-mermaid]

NERD CHRIS .ᐟ

WARNINGS: [ porn with little plot, reader pov, nerd chris, sub chris, p in v, unprotected (no no), creampie]

based on this post , part 2

not proof read (sorry) | wc: 489 | divider: @cafekitsune

Chris is a goody two shoes, he always had the best grades and he won many ribbons for exceeding in school. You, however, were the school's troublemaker, your parents had paid your way through college, you tried for like a week and then gave up. It was pointless, you would never get the best grades or understand any of the material.

Everyone always asked you why you even bothered to show up to class or come on campus at all, after your parents had offered to pay the rent for a studio apartment nearby. The thing was Chris caught your eye, he was nerdy with his glasses and messy hair. You started completely failing your classes so your counselor could assign you a tutor, and that’s how you and Chris had become close.

That’s how you found yourself in this situation, Chris on top of you panting into your ear as he slowly thrusted into your greedy cunt. “Mama…can’t stop mmh feels so good” he pants heavy breaths between each word, his warm breath fanning over your skin. Your legs wrapping around his waist as you pulled him impossibly closer to you, making him hit all the right spots. “Such a good boy for me, keep going” you praised, pushing his hair out of his face as you stared at him, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration.

“Mama, gonna come inside…can’t…” he sputters, his thrusts getting even sloppier as you feel his member twitch along your gummy walls, his warm seeding pumping into you. “Fuck, Chris!” you moan loudly, your breasts bouncing with each movement. His body fell limp against you, his face nuzzled in the crook of your neck, trying to catch his breath. After a moment, the realization dawned on him, realizing he came inside of you.

He quickly sits up, pulling out of you, eyebrows furrowed as he wipes his foggy glasses off on his shirt. “Mm, sorry.. Felt too good I should've have pulled out.. Got carried away,” he sputters, fumbling to put his glasses back on his face. You sit up, resting on your knees as you squirm closer to him, moving his shaky hands away from his face as you help him put his glasses back on. His big blue eye fluttered open as he blinked, staring at you.

“Hey, it’s okay baby. Don’t stress about it, okay?” you mutter cupping his face and pressing a few kisses on his pouty lips. Chris nods eagerly, his hands moving to cover yours on his face as he leans into your touch. “Come here, watch your come ooze out of me” you whisper leaning back onto your bed as you spread your legs giving him a perfect view of his release seeping from your hole.

You giggle seeing his member twitch at the sight, his finger moving to push up his glasses before he speaks. “Can we go again?” he asks with a cheeky grin.

a/n: idk how to feel about sub chris

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[sturnslutz]

berry goes to matt's house for a little "tutoring session."

warnings: weed smoking, shotgunning, making out, grinding/dry humping, no actual p in v, basically sub matt, use of “mama”

the drive to matt's house didn't take very long. he insisted earlier in class that he could come pick you up in his brand new family van they recently got, but you denied politely as you had to do a couple errands for your aunt before seeing matt.

a couple textbooks and your laptop filled your passenger seat alongside your purse and whatever you needed. you didn't know if matt smoked or not, chris did, but you didn't really expect matt to. you brought a couple blunts just in case.

you sent matt a small message stating you got to his house as you knocked the door three times softly. he hearted it before shortly arriving after to the door. his face flushed a soft red as he smiled at you softly, muttering a small "hi."

"hey, matt. just you home?"

matt opened the door wider for you to come in, which you did. looking around, it looked a lot more normal then your house did which was filled with bright colors and aesthetics that you and your aunt love.

"yeah, my parents are at work and chris and nick are out somewhere, i'on really know." he said softly as he shut the door. he trailed behind you as you started exploring and walking around, which he made no effort to stop you, but was rather intrigued.

"sorry it's not much. our house is kinda boring." he said as he scratched the back of his neck, a bit worried you were going to judge him. did he really think you were like that? he couldn't help himself but inhale the trail of strawberry perfume filling the air around the both of you.

you stopped your movements abruptly, which almost made matt bump into you. "matt, do you think i'm a horrible person or something? i love your house, no matter what. i'm actually quite fascinated with it. i've never been in a house which wasn't maximalist to the max, or filled with a range of every color. i like this simple look."

he searched your face for any hint you were lying, but your big eyes just looked up at him with the most genuine honesty. he smiled softly, looking away and running a hand through his hair. "thank you. i really appreciate it. do you wanna head up to my room now? i think you'll like it a lot."

you face brightened even more at the thought, eliciting a big smile across your face. "yes, of course! lead the way.” he nodded and turned, beginning to walk to the staircase as you followed after him.

his room was the complete opposite of what you thought it was. it was filled to the brim with comic posters, action figures, legos of every universe, so many stuffed animals, and everything matt couldn't express in words, but rather filled his thoughts.

"sorry, it's a lot. it's really nerdy too." he said softly, his voice shaking a bit. you looked around the room in awe, genuinely surprised he's embarrassed by this. you would love to have a room like this.

"it's not, at all. i actually love it so much. its so you. i like being able to see what you're interests are." he smiled again softly, his blue eyes scrunching up in his glasses as he ran a hand through his hair, again.

"thank you, berry. i really appreciate that. so, do you wanna start studying?" he sits down on his bed, sitting in a criss-cross position as he looked up at you through those damn glasses that you adored. he looked so hot like this.

"yep. i brought some papers i need to finish." you sat down, tossing your shoes off and sitting in the same position as him, but across him as you grabbed your bag, dumping it. his eyes skimmed through the papers, but noticed something he didn't expect.

two blunts sitting right next to each other.

you saw him look at them, and you chuckled softly. "didn't know if you smoked or not, but they help me relax and study better. thought i could smoke one here, if you're cool with it."

he looked up at you again, nodding a bit. "y-yeah sure, i don't mind. do you think it'll make my room smell?" he asked a bit nervously. his parents knew that chris smoked to help with his adhd, but he didn't want them to think he did it also.

you nodded, picking them up and looking for the lighter through your papers. "yeah, probably because it's a blunt and not a cart, those don't smell as much. but don't worry i got some perfume that makes the weed smell basically disappear."

his face seemed to understand but also didn't. "a cart- whats that?"

you laughed a bit again, rubbing his knee. "nothing you need to worry about." he nodded again, now directing his attention to a couple of your papers, trying to understand what he actually needed to help you on.

what he didn't notice though, was you holding one of the blunts up to your mouth and lighting it, and when he did, it was when you blew the smoke towards him causing him to cough a bit. "shit- sorry baby. are you okay?" he nodded, his coughing wearing down. what caught him again off guard was the name you called him. baby.

"yeah, i'm okay." you took another hit, now redirecting it to the door area before looking down at the papers. he seemed to notice your calmer demeanor and wondered if the weed actually did make you focus better.

he didn't notice himself staring at the blunt that was fiddling in between your fingers, but you did. "wanna hit?" his attention came back to you as his eyes opened a bit wide. "what? no-no. well maybe? i don't know how to!" he panicked a bit, making you laugh.

"you don't have to hit it. i'll help. you ever heard of shotgunning?" you take another hit, a smaller one now to help preserve it. "like the chugging beer thing?"

"well, yes. that's also shotgunning, but there's another kind. it's where i take a hit, but blow it into your mouth then you inhale and let it out. it'll get you high also."

knowledge of smoking was not something matt ever thought he would be learning, but he wasn't really complaining.

"oh-okay. yeah, we can do it." he said, waiting for the rest of your instruction. you smiled, moving the papers off the bed as you handed him the blunt to hold, so you wouldn't burn yourself. you sat back up right, taking the blunt back into your hand.

"okay, just relax, lemme do what i need to do. also, can i straddle you? it helps me actually do it right." he was taken aback a bit at the thought of you actually getting on top of him, but nodded. "y-yeah. sure. go ahead." he leaned back into the bed more as he stretched out his legs and you climbed on top of him, right above his cock.

he was praying that he wouldn't get a boner as he knew you would feel it, so tried to look elsewhere, now fairly interested in his poster of pokemon he got when he was 11.

you chuckled a bit, grabbing his face in your left hand, redirecting his face towards you. "it's not gonna work if you're not actually looking at me, matt." he muttered a small "sorry" as you lifted the blunt to your lips, taking a big hit before leaning down.

your lips touched his as he let out a soft gasp, allowing you to blow the smoke into his mouth. once you blew most of it in, you leaned back up, watching his face. "inhale, good, now exhale." he did exactly as you said, but letting out harsh coughs in result.

you smiled at him as he finally regained his breath, looking up at you. his face was flushed as a cherry, but he laughed a bit. "that was my first kiss." he softly admitted, but this time not taking his eyes off you.

"really? wanna have another?" you smirked as you leaned back down, putting the blunt back in between your lips as you let out a puff of smoke, filling the air once around you both again. you finally had finished it, burying it's end into the table next to his bed as he nodded.

you leaned back all the way down, reconnecting your lips with his. he was very patient with it and being gentle. he let his hands fall to your hips as the kisses deepened, a very noticeable poke in between your thighs now.

your tongue made it's way into his mouth, matt happily accepting it. for what was his first kiss, he sure was good at it. you couldn't help but notice the ache in between your thighs, right where matt was. you started absentmindedly grinding against him, causing matt to moan into your mouth as you smirked and pulled away, a string of saliva connecting the both of you still. his flushed face and lopsided glasses made you even wetter than before.

"y'ever had a girl do this to you before, baby?" you tease him a bit, obviously knowing his answer. he shakes his head softly, burying his forehead in your neck. "n-no." "feel good, huh?" he whined softly as your hand reached to his head, gently pulling his hair. "mm-mhm."

"need words, matt." you tug a bit harder on his strands, causing a even louder whine to come from his throat. "yes, feels good." you nodded, grabbing his head out of your neck and softly pushing it back down on the pillow as you kiss him again.

this time, he was more hungry. his kisses were intense, like he was trying to kiss you deeper despite the minimal space between the both of you.

grinding against him was easy, his boner was very evident through his sweatpants, and you grinding against him gave him pleasure he never knew could erupt in him.

“fuck- mama, i’m close” he whimpered a bit softly as his hands gripped your ass through your pants, his hands roaming every inch he could. “yeah? cum for me, matt. i’m right here behind you.” you moaned softly as your head fell against his chest.

you pushed your hips closer to his, your movements minimal but rather putting pressure on his covered cock and your covered ache.

“fuck! berry!” he whimpered loudly as a warm spot filled the space between you two. you looked down as the dark grey spot grew larger with every twitch of his cock in his pants.

“i’m almost there, matty. can you cum again?” his fucked-out look without actually being in you, was so hot. you don’t know when, but he took off his glasses and set them aside, now allowing you to see his slightly red, dilated big blue eyes perfectly.

you don’t know if it’s the high, but just looking at him made you cum faster against him than you expected. your orgasm came as a surprise for you, loud moans coming from your mouth as your head falls against his chest.

he came for the 2nd time right after. moans and strangled whimpers fall from his mouth, filling the room with even more pretty sounds. as you both caught your breath, you rested against his chest, as his fingers played with your hair a bit.

your clothes sticking to you because of the sweat made you ick and he could tell you felt like this from your movements, almost trying to take it off.

“do you want me to get you some new clothes? i need to change anyways.” he whispers to you softly. a nod comes from you as you roll off him, flopping to the other side. his pants had a very evident dark grey area from the combination of your liquids flowing through your clothing.

a small chuckle falls from him as he looks down. he stands up, but his legs are wobbly, causing him to fall back on the bed. “what the hell?” he mutters a bit as his legs become a bit tingly.

“just relax a bit more, this was probably the first orgasm you had that actually made your body feel different, right?” you whisper a bit as you rub his arm a bit.

he hums a bit and nods, taking your advice. once he finally felt like he could stand properly, he walked carefully to his dresser. he pulled out 2 of his shirts, and 2 new pairs of sweats, and 2 new pairs of boxers.

“i don’t have any underwear so are boxers okay?” he walks over and hands the clothing to you as you hand him his glasses, immediately bringing back his vision.

“yeah, thank you matt.” he nods a bit as he walks out of his room, changing in the bathroom. you stood up and changed into his slightly oversized clothing, but extremely comfortable.

he knocks a couple times against the door as you allow him to come in. you were already laying back down in his bed, and his heart swoons seeing you in his clothing. he lays down next to you, fiddling with his fingers a bit.

“do you want to study a bit more?” he asks randomly, causing you to laugh loudly.

“didn’t we learn enough? we’ll just do it later.” he nods, understanding. both of your thoughts are interrupted at the sound of the front door opening, and chris and nick’s voices flowing through the house.

matt looks at you with worry in his eyes, but you rub his arm, helping him relax. “don’t worry, just relax. can i stay over? it’ll help me give them a better reasoning as to why im in your clothes.”

he nods immediately. “sure. of course. i’m sure my parents won’t mind. what about yours?”

“nah, my aunt won’t care. i live with her right now. sometimes i go to my parents’ house in upstate.” you explain to him as a knock comes through the door. “hey matt? you home, man?”

chris’s voice is heard as matt stiffens up once again. “just chill.” he lets out a breath as he talks. “yeah, i’m here.” and that lets chris in. his eyes immediately fall to matt, but then look to you as he gasps a bit.

“matt’s here, and berry’s here… in matt’s room? what the hell…?” it was clear chris was a bit high just like you and matt. the scent of weed also hits chris’s nose as he lets out another question. “were you guys smoking?”

“hey, chris. i came because he was tutoring me, and i smoked a bit because you know how it helps me study better. it’s getting late so matt told me i can stay here, and he allowed me to be in his clothes.”

chris nods slowly, but seemingly understands. “ight. mom and dad are staying at aunt cathy’s house tonight, so it’s just the 4 of us tonight, okay?”

his sight goes between you and matt as both you and matt nod. “okay, i got another blunt for later if you and nick wanna smoke it with us.” chris nodded at you, glancing out matt’s window. “hell yeah, but when it gets a bit darker out. so like 10? it’s saturday tomorrow so we’re good.”

you look at matt for a confirmation to which he nods, once again. “yeah, okay.” he says softly. chris walks out, and you plop back down next to matt, rubbing his shoulder. “you okay?” he smiles and hums. “yeah, i’m good. that felt really good.”

“i’m glad. dry humping is good, but actual sex is amazing. we aren’t there yet though.” his eyes widen a bit at the thought of actually having sex, but relaxed a bit at your reassurance.

“mhm- okay.” you smile again, rubbing his cheek a bit. “let’s take a nap before you we have to spend the whole night with energetic nick and chris.”

he laughs, nodding. he dips his head into your neck, wrapping his arm around your waist, holding you tight. he knew you two weren’t official and didn’t know if you’d actually ever be, but he knew he trusted you.

[tessasturns]

nerd!matt giving brat!reader head

100 follower special !!

warnings… oral (f receiving), matt the munch, soft dom!matt, swearing, slight degrading, hair pulling?, edging, pet names

my first actual smut fic, mb if its ass but enjoy

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“so if a dataset has a mean of 50 and a standard deviation of 5, what percentage of the data falls within one standard deviation of the mean?” matt asks.

you groan as you fling your head back. “matt c’mon, we’re not gettin’ anywhere with this”

“alright jus’ this one question.” matt says as he acknowledges your whines. matt was smart, like really smart, and it was noticeable to anybody who saw him.

the collared shirt, big glasses, and the awkward persona were enough to give it away.

“matt” you complain. “we’ve been at this for hours… can we just wrap it up? my brain isnt working anymore.”

“c’mon sweetheart…just a couple more questions, we’ve almost finished reviewing this unit.” he said, trying to get you to cram for your exam tomorrow.

“ugh fine. one more question” you say, only agreeing because, truly, how could you say no to him?

minutes pass and all you begin to think about is the growing heat between your legs.

you uncomfortably try to adjust your legs to make it stop, but nothing works. you start to zone out, your mind racing with all the things the man in front of you should be doing.

sure, you’ve noticed how stunning matt is, i mean you are “dating” him.

you look around his dorm to try and find anything else to focus on.

but his messy hair, shirt pulled up to see his veiny arms, and the raspy voice were enough to make a woman go wild.

“hellooo? y/n?” matt calls, causing you to snap out of your trance. “hey?” you respond.

“i asked you a question- you’re not listening are you.” he realizes.

“matt ‘m sorry, but i just don’t understand this and i’m so tired” you whine.

“sweetheart, you have your exams tomorrow. if you don’t revise and study you won’t do your best on it.” he warns.

he knew you weren’t the smartest person, well at least not compared to him, but he knew that it was probably your daddy’s money that got you a spot at a prestigious university.

“just two more-” he starts, but notices the pout on your face and your crossed legs and chuckles.

“oh sweetheart, you couldn’t even wait ten minutes for us to finish this?” he says, mumbling a small ‘pathetic’ before moving closer to you.

“please matt” you whine.

“please what?” he smiles, his hand on your knee.

“pl-please touch me” you pout, knowing he wasn’t going to give in that easily.

“oh, you poor thing” he coos with faux sympathy laced on his tongue.

he rubs a hand up and down your knee, your plaid skirt you wore to tease him now sliding up your thighs.

“fuck- matt don’t tease…” you mewl, your arousal now practically dripping in between your legs.

he smirked at you, loving the way you reacted to the slightest touch and the simplest of words.

“take this off f’me, yeah?” he basically whispers, running his hand over your skirt.

you do just that as he points over to the bed. “sit” he commands.

you’re now sitting at the edge of the bed in your baby blue lingerie, waiting for matt to touch you.

he gets down on his knees, slowly kissing your now slightly shaking thighs.

your pussy aches for this man, wanting him to just touch you.

he slowly takes off your panties, disregarding them on the floor as he softly spreads open your legs.

he wraps your thighs around his head, looking up at you with those submissive ass eyes.

“matt- please i need you” you beg, your fingers intertwined in his brown locks.

he smiles at the amount of power he has over you, kissing your pussy before slowly licking your clit.

you slightly moan at the sudden pleasure, your mouth agape.

he continues this subtle yet effective movement, earning more and more moans from you.

he begins to lap his tongue around your hole, causing you to grab his hair.

his tongue moves faster and faster as your hips buck against his tongue.

“y’like that sweetie?” matt asks, moving his tongue faster (if possible.)

“oh fuck- yes matt” you whine, your brain foggy. “m’gonna cum”

“ah ah ah” he tuts, stopping his movements. “i’ll tell you when you can come doll”

this only made you whine more, since you were used to getting your way.

“f-fuck matt… i can’t take it” “oh but yes you can doll. you practically begged for it, you’re gonna take it.” he commands.

you were a moaning mess on his bed. eyes rolled to the back of your head, legs shaking, and your hands gripping at matts hair in an attempt to make him go faster.

“h-holy shit” you moan. “please i need to cum”

“hmm… have you been good?” he asks.

“yes… please matt” you groan.

“atta girl, cum on my tongue babydoll” matt’s words, tongue, hands travelling your body, and piercing blue eyes were enough to send you over the edge.

you felt your body relax and the knot in your stomach snap as you released your arousal on his tongue.

“this gonna help you ace your exam tomorrow?” matt asks jokingly, as you playfully smack his shoulder.

tessa’s notes… THANK YOU ALL FOR 100 FOLLOWERS !!! i truly didn’t know how fast i could grow over the span of 3 months, but you all made it happen and i’m so grateful for every single one of you💋. guys i literally HATEEE writing smut so i do apologize if it’s terrible, js wanted to try smth different to express my gratitude for all of you !!!

[vickytaa]

Wrong video. M.S.

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"Nicolas and Anna will be group 3" said the teacher.

Y/n and Nicolas were best friends, so it was no surprise when they both complained after listening to their teacher. "You know that groups are not always going to be with your friends." Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Next group will be Matthew and Y/n." Y/n turned to see her partner, who didn't look very happy.

Matt was a quiet but studious boy. He always got the best grades since he studied non-stop. On the other hand, Y/n made sure to pass, no matter if it was with the minimum grade.

The teacher continued saying the groups, "Okay guys, remember that you have until Friday to hand in the work." everyone looked very annoyed with this, since it left them very little time to do it, barely 2 days.

So, when the class ended, she approached Matthew to see what they were going to do, and they agreed that they would collect information to put it together later, at his house.

The day continued and when the time came, Y/n got ready to go to Matt's house. She put on long pants, a slightly revealing top, and packed her backpack, where she stored her notebook, some books, and her laptop, which Matt had asked her to bring because his wasn't working.

A while later...

Upon arriving, she ran into Nick, who was leaving to do the work at Anna's house. "How I hate that teacher, he never puts us together," she complained. "Yeah... but hey, don't worry, my brother is good at the subject and you'll surely pass," Nick tried to explain. She nodded and then they said goodbye.

Y/n went upstairs and quickly saw Matt, "I'm here," she said with a warm smile. His cheeks blushed a little, and he quickly turned around so she wouldn't notice.

"Follow me, I have all the information I found in my room," Matt said.

The house was quieter than previous times, when she came to visit Nick and everyone could be heard talking at the same time, Y/n thought.

"It's so quiet..." Y/n said to say something while they were heading to the room.

"Yeah... my parents went on a trip with my aunts and uncles. They left the three of us in charge of the house. Oh, and Chris is in his room," Matthew explained, a little nervous.

Y/n nodded and they both entered the room. They sat on the bed, where some books and notebooks were lying around.

She began to take her things out of her backpack. "Oh, I have a video saved on my computer, look for it so we can watch it and I'll finish taking out my things," Y/n told him.

Matt was a little embarrassed to search her computer, her privacy, but he did it anyway.

He found a folder titled "videos" and there were several videos there, most of them with dates as names, they must be recordings from her camera, Matt thought. There were two videos without a name, so without thinking twice he opened the first one.

A window quickly opened with the video and it began to play. In it, Y/n was seen on her bed, wearing some spectacular-looking wine-colored panties and bra.

Matt quickly closed the video and felt his face burning with embarrassment.

She finished taking her things out and turned to look at Matt. His face was completely red. She was confused until she looked down at his pants, where there was a clear bulge.

Matt's eyes didn't leave the screen, obviously trying not to make eye contact after what he saw.

"Did something happen?" Y/n asked, clearly knowing what had just happened. He found the video. "Nothing, I think that wasn't- that wasn't the video... but here's the one yo- you were talking about." Matt said while stuttering.

Y/n started to get a little closer and whispered in his ear in a seductive tone, "I hope you didn't see my video..." he shook his head and pressed play on the video.

Time passes but he can't concentrate because all he can think about is her video. His cock now ached from how hard it was.

They both started putting the information together in a text. An hour later, she was already getting tired of studying so much, since she wasn't used to spending so much time studying.

Y/n yawned, "I think I'm going to take a quick nap. Call me in 20 minutes." Matt nodded and she settled down to lie down.

After a few minutes, Matt looked over to make sure she was asleep. Y/n looked so relaxed and peaceful in her sleep. It was as if the girl in the video wasn't her. She looked like an angel.

Matt quickly pulled down his pants enough to pull out his hard dick. He wrapped one hand around it and grabbed her computer with the other.

He searched for the video again and pressed play. Y/n looked like a different person there. Her body looked like it was carved by the gods themselves.

Her hair fell over her shoulders as her body moved seductively, her gaze glued to the camera.

He began to move his other hand up and down, trying to calm the fire running through his veins.

He never thought he'd see a girl as pretty as y/n. The video continued and she began to take off her bra.

Matt bit his lip to silence his moans, and he did it so hard that he could taste his own blood on his tongue.

Was it irresponsible and totally inappropriate to get off next to her? Yes. But he couldn't wait any longer. Besides, seeing her innocent face while she sleeps made him reach his breaking point faster and faster.

"y/n..." Matt couldn't hold back any longer. In the video you could see how y/n started to masturbate. Her small, thin fingers were gently circling her clit.

The scene was too much for him, finally closing his eyes, lost in the pleasure. His peak was getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, Matt felt a hand wrapped around his cock, but it wasn't his. It was softer and clearly much smaller compared to his.

He opened his eyes in shock, totally frozen. His eyes met y/n's, hungry and full of passion.

She starts to move her hand just like he was doing. Matt starts to moan again, just a little louder. "Shh. I love your sounds but your brother might hear them too... be a good boy and stay quiet." Y/n said. Matt nodded and tried to stay as quiet as he could.

She slowly positioned herself in front of him, moving the computer and bringing her face closer to his cock. His tip was already releasing pre-cum.

Y/n slowly moved closer and gave him a kiss on the tip. "Shit- I'm going to cum" Matt whispered, who felt like he wasn't going to last long if y/n kept touching him like that.

"Hold on and finish when mommy says, yes?" Matt looked at her with a face like he couldn't do it, but he tried anyway. Y/n quickly wrapped her lips around the tip and with her tongue began to make circles on it.

It was heaven for Matt, having the most beautiful girl in the world like that. "Shit- y/n mhm" He was about to finish. She began to take more of him, moving her head up and down, never breaking eye contact.

His cock twitched, now unable to resist, he finished in y/n's mouth without warning.

She followed her movements, until he was dry. Once he couldn't take it anymore, she moved away a little to come closer and give him a kiss on the tip, just like she did at the beginning.

"That, that was really hot" Matt admitted. Y/n laughed softly and sat back down next to him. "Uh, let me fix this" She said as her hand came up to his face, moving his glasses into place. "Thanks" Matt said, his cheeks burning from embarrassment.

"Oh, I think you watched the wrong video, huh?"

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[submattenthusiast]

office hours nerd!chris

a small smirk painted across your face as you wrapped up your previous meeting with one of your students, knowing that your next appointment was with chris. you doubted he needed help with being as smart as he was; you just didn't know what tricks he had up his sleeve this time. the previous student exited the zoom call as chris came knocking on the door, smiling as he looked at you through the door. your laptop blew a gust of wind in your face from the quick shut as you waved him in, eager to see your favourite boy again.

"christopher! what can i help you with?" you greet, resting on the cool desk. dropping his backpack in the corner, he scurries towards you, ready to invade your space. “i have this situation in my pants that needs some soothing ma'am” your eyes trail down his body to assess this “situation” that was troubling him/. “dirty boy” you tease, seeing the bulge tightening his jeans. "my office hours are for students who need help with classwork, not for you to get your dick wet and we can't keep fooling around during school hours"

his confidence wavers slightly, but nonetheless, he still tries to win you over. “we don't even have to have sex; i just need to feel you please,” he begs, shifting slightly in his spot. your panties wetten at the hint of desperation laced in his voice. you wanted to scold him and cut this meeting short but your pussy knew what it wanted, and his dick was damn near jumping at you. “please, i just can’t get the last time out of my head. i’ll still work on assignments, just please,” he whines, reaching out for you. his bony fingers snuck around your waist to play with the waistband of your skirt, soft skin tickling your vanilla-scented flesh. Your morals belong in the trash can with the discarded papers with the way you disregarded them. 

if chris was anything, he was tempting. your body leans impossibly closer to him as you groan; you were getting caught up again. “pants down and laptop open”. pushing him off you walk over to lock the door and close the blinds, ensuring full privacy for you both. excitement rushes through your body as you watch him strip his lower half naked, dick bouncing off his stomach with his urgency. resting on the opposite side than before you hitch up your skirt, reaching under to slide your underwear off. his breath got caught in his throat as he watched you, dick getting harder by the second. the cold air sends shivers down your spine, hitting all the right places now that a layer was removed. 

you didnt think you’d ever be fucking anyone in this office so there was no lube to help you take him easier, a mix of spit and arousal would have to do the job. coating your palm with spit you reach down to lubricate his lengthy dick, earning a whimper from him in the process. you stroke him a few times for measure before spinning around to take him. your hands held his thighs for balance as you lined yourself up with him, hands reaching out to help you. your stomach twists as you feel his precum covered tip prodding at your hole, begging to be let in. you gnaw on your bottom lip as his dick fills you slowly but surely, girth stretching you out like it was your first time. you fight the urge to throw your head back while you sink down, trying to take all of him in one go. his fingers made fingerprints on your hips from his deathly tight grip, his body shaking as he tried not to move or cry out. 

your body melts into his chest once he was fully in, dick making you dizzy. your skirt falls back into place, tickling your skin as your movement stills. his canines puncture your flesh through the thin material of your shirt, dick twitching inside you as he relishes in the feel of your gummy walls. a muffled moan left his lips and he pushes into your back, forgetting about his classwork already. “t-thank you y’feel so good” he praises, hips bucking into yours. a loud moan was forced out of your body at the suddenness of his tip hitting your sweet spot. “chris” you groan, slapping his thigh. unconsciously he bit down, sharp teeth reddening your skin instantly. reacting quickly you clench around him with a wince, causing him to cry out “so–sorry please let go or i’ll cum”

coming back to reality you force open your laptop, with him following suit. your mind strays from the essay he needed help with, hips rolling absentmindedly, chasing a small amount of pleasure. he tries to keep composure by focusing on getting the “help” he originally came in for, trying to tell you about the topic of his writing. “i wanted to-to write about something a little different than��the prompt if-i-if that’s okay” he manages, resting his head on your shoulder. swiftly nodding, you encourage him to pull up the prompt. “show me what you have and i’ll give you as much feedback as i can before we have to wrap this up”

for nerd!chris's one fan @ifwdominicfike

[issysh3ll]

Matt saying mommy on stream 🫶

[sturnsblogs]

Idk if you’re still writing for the nerd!chris au (praying you are because it’s my fave) but if you are could you maybe do one where the reader stays up all night to study for a test to impress Chris, and when she passes she takes the test to Chris’ house to show him and she ends up just passing out asleep in his bed? Feeling a kinda fluffy vibe rn

ALL NIGHT FOR YOU

Nerd!Chris X Mean!Girl!Reader

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10:00 PM. The glow from your desk lamp washed everything in your room in a soft, yellow haze. The pages of your math textbook were practically begging for mercy, the edges wrinkled and smudged from hours of note-taking and anxious highlighting. Chris was still on FaceTime — barely.

His face was nestled into his pillow, messy curls flopping into his eyes, eyes only half open. You’d catch glimpses of his sleepy pout every time the screen shifted.

“Mmh…” he mumbled for the fifth time that hour, clearly no longer comprehending a word you were saying.

You sat back in your chair, rubbing your temples, exhausted and maybe just a little dramatic. “Chris!”

His eyes opened slightly, lashes fluttering as he blinked at the screen. “I’m sorry, baby… I’m just—ugh, I’m so tired. We can talk tomorrow, okay?”

You whined, flopping forward into your arms with a loud groan. “But that’s not fair! It’s only 10:00 AM!”

“PM, sweetheart,” he murmured with a lazy smile. “You’ve been studying since, like… yesterday.”

“I have to pass this test,” you said stubbornly, lifting your head again. “I wanna make you proud.”

Chris smiled sleepily, all soft and sweet. “You already do, dummy…”

Then the screen went black. He’d fallen asleep mid-call. Again.

You sighed, heart fluttering despite your exhaustion. You stayed up the rest of the night, your eyes burning, your hand cramping from writing out formulas over and over, but it didn’t matter. You wanted this. For him.

The next day.

You stared at the test paper in disbelief. A giant B+ was scrawled in red ink across the top, the plus sign so dramatic it looked like it had been underlined twice.

You passed.

Not just scraped by. You actually passed.

Grinning so wide your cheeks hurt, you shoved your things into your backpack, clutched the paper in both hands, and headed straight to Chris’s place without even thinking. The campus sidewalks blurred under your sneakers, heart racing the whole way there.

You stood in front of his door, slightly out of breath, your test paper clutched in your hand like a golden ticket. When Chris finally opened the door—still in his gray hoodie and socks, hair messy from just waking up—his eyes lit up at the sight of you.

“Babe?” he said, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. “What are you—wait, aren’t you supposed to be in class?”

You didn’t answer right away. Instead, you held up the test, your grin so wide it practically split your cheeks. “B+. I passed, Chris.”

His brows lifted, and then his mouth slowly curved into the softest, proudest smile you’d ever seen on him. “No way…” He stepped forward, pulling you into his arms. “You did it?”

You nodded into his chest, still catching your breath. “I studied all night. For you.”

He pulled back just enough to look you in the eyes, his fingers brushing your jaw gently. “You’re seriously amazing.”

You smiled sleepily, leaning into his touch. “I wanted to make you proud.”

Chris’s eyes flickered over your face like he was memorizing you, like this exact moment was something he wanted to bottle up and keep forever. “You do make me proud. Every day. Even when you’re being bratty and mean to me in math class.”

You laughed a little as he took your hand and tugged you toward his room. Once you were both tucked under the covers, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you against his chest so your back was to him.

His lips pressed a soft kiss to the back of your neck. “You’re the smartest person I know.”

Another kiss. “And the prettiest.”

You hummed, eyes fluttering shut as his fingers gently traced lazy patterns over your waist.

“I love seeing you try,” he whispered, voice low and genuine. “You could’ve gotten a C and I still would’ve been proud. But you didn’t. You killed it.”

You didn’t respond—your breathing was already slowing, your body sinking deeper into the warmth of his hold. Chris smiled to himself as he realized you’d already drifted off.

He kissed your shoulder one last time before whispering, “I love you, smart girl.”

And he didn’t move once the rest of the night.

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INTRODUCING ↴

rapper!chris x popstar!reader

rapper!chris - 25m monthly listeners - started at 17 - 2 albums - has done many shows & 1 tour - loves jewelry - wears a chain with a $ - dream: to be nominated for a grammy ♕

popstar!reader - 35m monthly listeners - started at 19 - 3 albums - gone on 2 tours - loves jewelry and accessories - always wearing stars - pink pink pink - dream: to be nominated for a grammy ♪

SOON ↴

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Can you do hc of nerd!matt and popular! reader sfw and nsfw 🙏🙏🙏🙏

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤNERD X POPULAR * MATT STURNIOLO * HEADCANON

SUMMARY　::　a life with nerd!Matt and popular!Y/N.

FEATURING　nerd!Matt Sturniolo x popular!reader

WARNINGS　::　NFSW (mdni)

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

01. SFW　─　

── nerd!Matt who always had his nose buried in books, and never expected anyone to notice him.

── nerd!Matt who stayed behind after class, talking to the teacher about his favorite physics theories or latest computer coding project.

── nerd!Matt who was more than a little surprised when Y/N, the popular girl everyone adored, approached him.

── nerd!Matt who couldn't believe it when she kept coming back. Why would someone as popular and beautiful as Y/N want to hang out with a loser like him?

── nerd!Matt who thought that maybe it was some kind of joke, but as days passed, he realized that she really liked talking to him, listening to his rambles about the latest scientific discoveries or the plot of the new sci-fi novel he was engrossed in.

── nerd!Matt who would often pull Y/N into his arms no matter where they were, pressing soft kisses to her temple and murmuring how much he loved her, how pretty she was and how lucky he was to have her.

── nerd!Matt who was attentive, always noticing the little things, like when she had a rough day and needed some cheering up, or when she wore a new perfume.

── popular!Y/N who, on the other hand, was the more outgoing of the two, and loved spoiling Matt, buying him little gifts, like a new set of headphones or a rare comic book.

── nerd!Matt who would always blush, insisting she didn’t need to give him all of that, but she could see the joy in his eyes whenever he received something from her.

── nerd!Matt who would help Y/N with her assignments, patiently explaining concepts she didn’t understand. He had a knack for teaching, making even the most complicated topics seem simple.

── popular!Y/N who loved having coffee dates with him, sitting close to him, his voice soothing and steady as he told her about some random thing. He’d often get carried away, rambling on and on, and Y/N would just sit there, chin resting on her hand, listening to him with blown wide pupils.

── popular!Y/N who was always there for Matt, supporting him in his dreams, encouraging him to pursue his passions.

── popular!Y/N who would go out of her way to make his life easier, like bringing him his favorite snacks during late-night study sessions or surprising him with a coffee in the morning before classes.

── nerd!Matt who is totally obsessed with Y/N, and is always finding a way to bring her up in every conversation, gushing about everything she'd ever done, "oh, my girlfriend taught me this", "my girlfriend loves that music", "my girlfriend comes here all the time", "my girlfriend said...".

── nerd!Matt who's favorite thing to do is watching her cheerleader practice, and who has her whole schedule memorized and, during busy days, he always find a way to surprise her with her favorite snacks or only his presence.

── popular!Y/N who is always leaving short, sweet notes with little doodles and slips them into Matt's locker, always making sure to be close when he opens the door, only to see his cheeks turn into a bright red and his lips form a shy smile.

── nerd!Matt who, even though isn't into big parties or social gatherings, if Y/N wants to go to one, he shows up to support her, staying by her side and making sure she feels special.

── nerd!Matt who always find a way to meet her between classes and insists on carrying her bag and making sure she gets to her next one in time, even if he already has his many books on his hands and it causes him to get late to his next class.

02. NFSW　─　

── nerd!Matt who is incredibly shy and insecure before their first time. He had never been with anyone before Y/N, and he was terrified of messing things up.

── nerd!Matt who feels inadequate with his lack of experience, especially when he compares himself to Y/N’s previous relationships, turning him self-conscious about his body, not sure if he was attractive enough for her.

── popular!Y/N who was always patient with him and never pressured him into anything, always letting him set the pace.

── popular!Y/N who made sure he felt comfortable and safe when they had sex for the first time, being gentle and reassuring him with soft touches and kind words.

── popular!Y/N who always showed him how much she adored his body, kissing every inch of him, making him feel cherished and loved, melting away his insecurities, allowing him to relax and enjoy their moments together.

── nerd!Matt who, with time, became more confident, and started embracing his body.

── nerd!Matt who take his time to learn what Y/N liked, where to touch and how to do it and turn his girl in a brainless doll.

── nerd!Matt who maintains his shy, reserved demeanor in public, blushing whenever Y/N gets too close, but in the moment they're alone, it's like a switch flips.

── nerd!Matt who has full control over her, manhandling Y/N with firm hands and intense eyes, loving the way she melts under his touch.

── nerd!Matt who has his mind constantly filled with the most sinful thoughts about Y/N, it doesn't matter where he is or what he's doing; her naked and perfect little body is always there.

── nerd!Matt who, during classes, fantasizes about taking her right then and there, bend her over the teacher's table and make her moan his name as loud as she can, begging for more.

── nerd!Matt who is a pussy addicted, and makes Y/N sit on his face whenever they can, her thighs trembling on either side of his head as he eats her out like a starved man.

── nerd!Matt who gets off on the way that she grips his hair, pulling hard as he buries his tongue deep inside her.

── nerd!Matt who is always hard, just one glance at Y/N, and he’s already straining against his pants.

── nerd!Matt who is obsessed with her boobs, whether they're covered by a shirt or not. He can’t help but stare like a pervert, his thoughts immediately drifting to how they’d feel in his hands, how her nipples would harden under his touch.

── nerd!Matt who is vocal about his need for his girl, often whimpering and whining when he’s hard, telling her how much better it would feel if he were inside her, until he can convince her.

── nerd!Matt who can be so desperate, pressing his erection against her thigh or ass, whispering dirty things in her ear about how he wants to bury himself in her warm walls, to feel her clenching around him all day long.

── nerd!Matt who, at school, always finds secluded spots to pull her aside for a heated make-out session, getting out of there with his glasses foggy and his hair messy.

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[beamahhh]

matt helping you study

matt was kinda embarrassed with how fast he answered his phone, barley letting it ring once before his heart started beating fast hearing your voice.“Hi matt! did you do the assignment from yesterday’s lecture?” matt puts you on speaker “yeah.. im pretty sure..why do you need help?” he says pulling out his assignments onto the bed “yes please im so stuck”

matt didn’t mean to drown out your words as you went on with a bunch of questions because he is listening, not to what your saying. but the way your breathy words sound as you complain about the assignment. he slid his hand into his pants listening to your voice, he couldn’t help it you always sounded so pretty, matt slowly moved his thumb across his tip imagining it was you touching him, his breathing stutters as his hips thrust up into his hand.

“matt?” his hips jolt at the sound of his name leaving your mouth “are you okay? you sound out of breath” matt presses his lips together accidentally letting out a needy whimper “no..no yeah i am. sorry.” you nodded to yourself before catching the smallest sound of whimpers and wet sounds coming from him, your eyes widen coming to realize what he was doing before you smile. “your so sweet for helping me study matt” you hum making your voice come out breathier, his pace grew faster “y-yeah?” matt stuttered trying to sound normal. “yeah your always so sweet to me” you sat up straighter on your bed debating on taking it a little further “always helping me study, your really good at teaching things. your such a good boy.” matt chokes on a moan as his orgasm wracked through him quiet whimpers left his lips his hips grinding into nothing. hearing his breathing even out you hum “thank you for being so sweet and helping me” “of course.. any-anytime ill always help you” matt breathes out before hearing a mumbled “maybe next time i can help you cum?” right before the call ends

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