#nick masterlist

[chaotic-nick]

our two souls masterlist ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧

what if Ichigo's powers came later in life? After he was well adjusted in university and when he was sure that he'd be in love with you– his former highschool rival [kind of] now loving girlfriend. Does he tell you he's a soul reaper now?

Do you tell him you're a soul reaper, too?

Canon divergent Au, College Au

note: I've been in a huge ichi brainrot these days + random slice of life stuff that fall in no proper order, you can read it in no proper order

at the end of the day (I'm glad):

— where you come home to Ichigo's house after a night of patrolling and sit on the roof with him.

untitled:

— a hollow in the city disrupts your date with Ichigo and somehow it ends with telling him that you're a shinigami.

It's just my uniform?

— It's the first time Ichigo sees you in uniform, and he's a blushing mess.

How did it start?

— there are two versions to the story of how you and ichigo started dating. unfortunately for Rukia, she asked Ichigo first.

Shared Silence

— whenever, wherever in Karakura Town, you two are needed. Never a moment of silence. And growing frustrations start to affect Ichigo.

It's too much [not spoiler free]

— highschool's done and your duties as soul reaper before uni begins take you away from Ichigo. There's so much to do, and yet you were late that one day. Masaki's death followed by Ichigo's sudden ... powers throw you into turmoil.

Unofficially my parents

— Aizen's betrayal left the seireitei in shambles. With everyone recovering, two captains visit Ichigo. An interrogation ensues.

How Long?

— Ichigo realised his girlfriend grew up in Karakura Town. Why was a young shinigami sent to his home in the first place?

[zenithsturniolo]

⮱ chew more gum, you're sexy - matt sturniolo

640 words — smut, sub matt, dry humping, gum kink (?? lol)

a/n: SUB MATT SUB MATT SUB MATTTTT AHAHAHAHAH. anyways this was inspired by this edit

matt ends his stream with a sigh, tossing his headphones onto the desk. his hoodie’s all bunched at the sleeves, hair flattened where the headset sat too long. he yawns as he walks over, rubbing at his eyes.

you’re stretched out on his bed, phone in hand, barely paying attention—until you catch a glimpse of his mouth.

his lips part around a yawn, and your stomach flips.

he’s chewing gum.

slow. lazy. the way his jaw works—sharp, a little slack. his tongue flicks the gum to the side, wet and glistening.

your thighs press together without thinking.

“c’mere, baby,” you murmur, keeping your voice steady, casual. but your fingers twitch where they rest on the blanket.

he climbs onto the bed and drops into you without hesitation, head tucked under your chin like muscle memory. you slide your hand under his hoodie, dragging your nails lightly down his spine. he shivers.

“y’know what chat was saying?” he mumbles, gum thick in his mouth, words slightly slurred.

you hum, eyes dropping back to his mouth.

“they said… gum’s sexy.”

you let out a quiet breath, amused—but not disagreeing. not with the way your pulse jumps every time his jaw shifts. not with how your core clenches when his tongue flicks out between sentences.

“they’re right.”

he looks up at you, all sleep-heavy and slow-blinking. his cheek nudges your chest—and pauses. you feel him freeze when his face presses just right against your nipple through your shirt.

you smirk.

your fingers slide up his neck, grip his jaw.

“open your mouth.”

his lips part instantly. tongue out, gum slick and shiny, spit stringing from the corner of his mouth.

your breath catches.

“fuck,” you mutter, eyes locked on his mouth.

his breathing gets heavier. his hips shift just enough for you to feel it—he’s hard. pressing against your thigh, barely moving but there.

“ma…” he breathes, soft and shaky.

you know that voice. you’ve already got him.

“what do you need, sweet thing?”

his eyes flutter. he grabs at your waist, fingers tightening like he’s desperate for something solid.

“n-need you. please.”

he grinds once, barely more than a roll of his hips—but it makes you both gasp. he’s not subtle. his cock’s already leaking through the thin fabric of his sweats.

you tilt his chin again, keeping him right there, gum still on his tongue.

“you’re so needy, baby,” you murmur.

he whines.

and then he’s humping your thigh—sloppy, messy, rutting like he can’t stop himself. his forehead presses to your chest, mouth open against your shirt.

“mommy…”

it’s barely a whisper, but the second it slips out, he gasps like it shocked him.

you’re fucking soaked.

“just like that,” you tell him, breath hot in his ear. “keep going. you’re doing so good for me.”

he moans, louder this time. hips speeding up, cock dragging over your thigh with every grind. it’s filthy. his sweats are already darkening with precum, soaking through.

you grab his face. force his eyes on you.

his lips are wet. his chin’s shiny. his hair’s a mess and his eyes are completely gone.

“show me,” you coo.

he opens his mouth. tongue out. gum still there.

you kiss him—hard. shove your tongue past his lips and take the gum, swapping spit as he whimpers into your mouth. his fingers clutch your hips like he’s about to fall apart.

“g–gonna—fuck,” he chokes, grinding so fast it’s almost desperate.

“do it,” you whisper, nipping his jaw. “make a mess.”

his hips jerk once, twice—then he groans into your chest, cock twitching as he cums in his sweats, loud and breathless, grinding through it with shaky, sloppy thrusts.

you don’t say anything at first. just hold him there. let him breathe. let his body go limp against you.

after a moment, he looks up, cheeks flushed, gum gone, mouth wrecked.

“…i’m gonna chew gum every day.”

🏷: @drewswife @k4urltzx @courta13 @briizysturn @y2kstarr @chriscantwhisper @tezzzzzzzz @adorechris @sturnns-world @dolliraez

divider by @toastray

© zenithsturniolo

[thcsecretofus]

▐ in which matt sturniolo has a breeding kink !

“g—god damn’…” he grunts, his hips snapping into yours — as he hovered over you — his pretty chain dangling in-front of your fucked out face. “takin’ it s’well baby…” he lets out strangled noises — trying to get as much pleasure as he could.

“you like takin’ it, baby?” he grunts, moving his angle to get as deep as possible. “m—matt-“ you choke out. he tries to let out a chuckle — but it fails, and escapes as a whimper. “baby—ah, shit..” his arms falter a bit as he feels his orgasm approaching.

matt was determined to breed you, why? you never knew. because he was very, very, into that stuff — but of course, you didn’t complain. it’s matt sturniolo after all. so here he is, rutting his hips into yours like a wild animal — chasing his orgasm.

“gonna give you a kid,” he mutters. “you’re gonna be the best mama, yeah?” he encourages. “—t…take it…” he grunts. his arms flexing as he holds himself up over you, his biceps rippling. “you wanna baby, hm?” he tilts his head as he looks down at your pretty face.

your cheeks are flushed, and tears of pleasure are streaming down your face — as your hands are placed on his chest. “mm—….i- s’too mu—ah…” you babble. matt bites back a smile. “gonna’ fill you up so good, huh, baby?” he coos.

you nod frantically, and his swollen lips crash onto yours. “god—mm, ah-“ his hips stutter, as he makes sure he’s as deep as possible. his balls pressed up against your drenched clit, as the warm — sticky ropes of cum shoot into your hole.

“f…f-fuckk,” he chokes out against your lips. he pulls out after a few seconds, his tip frantically rubbing your pussy — in attempts to get you to hit your orgasm too. and it works.

because after a few more frantic rubs, warm liquid gushes onto matt’s lower stomach — some even spilling onto the floor. his cum oozing out of your worn out hold. “look at that…” he whispers, “nice n’ stuffed…baby,” he coos.

his lips press against yours once again, as you pant and whimper softly, your legs quivering.

“jus’ how i like it.”

✦ . 　⁺ much love, savi !

[worldlxvlys]

STURNIOLO MASTERLIST #1

some of these are nsfw !! please don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable!

(❕ = nsfw)

(🤍= fluff)

(🌧️ = angst)

(👀= suggestive)

GUIDELINES.

TAG LIST.

ABOUT ME.

MASTERLIST #2.

SERIES MASTERLIST.

matt

texts

texts w/ fwb! matt (p1)❕

texts w/ fwb! matt (p2) ❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p1)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p2)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p3)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p4)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p5)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! matt (p6) ❕

texts w/ toxic! matt (p1)❕

texts w/ toxic! matt (p2) ❕

texts w/ toxic! matt (p3) ❕

snaps

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p1)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p2)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p3)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p4)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p5)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! matt (p6)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris + snaps w/boyfriend! matt❕

fics

vanilla❕

jokes❕

comfort 🤍

tough guy❕

safe❕

ice ❕+ ice pt 2 ❕+ ice p3 ❕

princess 🤍❕

collide ❕

thinking of you ❕

vibe ❕

sweats ❕

breeding ❕

relax 🤍❕

drive you crazy ❕

chris

texts

texts w/ fwb! chris(p1)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p2)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p3)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p4)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p5)❕

texts w/fwb! chris (p6)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! chris(p1)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! chris (p2)❕

texts w/ boyfriend! chris (p3)❕

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p4) 🤍

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p5)❕

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p6)❕

texts w/boyfriend! chris (p7) 🤍

texts w/ toxic! chris (p1)❕

texts w/ toxic! chris (p2)❕

texts w/ toxic! chris (p3)❕

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris 🌧️👀

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris (p2) 👀

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris (p3) 🌧️

texts w/ toxic! reader x chris (p4) 🤍

texts w/ toxic! reader x toxic! chris 👀

texts w/ toxic! reader x toxic! chris (p2) ❕

snaps

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p1)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p2)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p3) 🤍

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p4)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p5)❕

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris (p6) 🤍

snaps w/ best friend! chris (p1) 👀

snaps w/ boyfriend! chris + snaps w/ boyfriend! matt❕

snaps + texts w/boyfriend! chris ❕

fics

attitude❕

tense 🤍

help❕

beg❕

cola❕

armor 🤍

stay❕

don’t stop❕

attention❕

dress❕

boxers❕

take it❕

the way i loved you 🤍

not alone 🤍

mine ❕

accessory ❕

slow down ❕

nails 🤍

show me ❕🤍

obsessed. ❕+ obsessed part 2. ❕

nick

snaps

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p1) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p2) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p3) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p4) 🤍

snaps w/ platonic! nick (p5) 🤍

fics

stand out 🤍

[heartssturniolo]

dior ~ matt sturniolo

warnings ‼️: nsfw content ahead, 🔞, consume with your own risk, smut, p in v, unprotected sex, rough sex, hair pulling, gagging, degrading words, spanking, fingering, semi-public sex, hickeys, pet names

a/n : dividers by @/anitalenia

wc : 1160

The entire wedding you swore you were losing it.

Matt looked ridiculously good— it wasn’t often you saw him in a suit, especially not with that fancy Dior tie.

Needless to say, you were soaking wet.

You had no clue what had gotten into you. Unable to keep your eyes off him, squeezing your thighs together to gain some sort of friction and unconsciously licking your lips every once in a while kept you occupied.

Unsurprisingly, Matt noticed– afterall, you weren't being too slick.

Hence, Matt encouraged his brothers to go home with some friends, instead of in his car, arguing that he was going to take you home and watch a movie.

Of course, that wasn't going to happen.

Instead, as you pile into the front passenger seat, Matt doing the same in the drivers seat, Matt's hands are instantly on you. He's teasing at first, caressing your side, achingly close to the swell of your breasts.

“Matt…” you breathe out. You couldn't take it anymore. You needed something, anything. You needed to feel something.

He hums slightly, “Yes, sweetheart?”

He was acting nonchalant, acting like he didn't know how badly you needed him.

Matt moves back, mindlessly touching some buttons on his car– you had no clue, you were too focused on the fact that you were about to explode with need.

Matt's hand eventually makes it's way to your bare thigh, thanks to the slit in the dress, the cold rings sending electric jolts soaring through your body.

Your breathing becomes heavier as his hands trail up higher his fingers hooking around your panties, mockingly sighing, “You're so worked up…”

He gathers your wetness, smothering it around your clit, not close enough to cause you pleasure, but close enough to make you more wet.

It was torture, you so badly needed him, needed him to fuck you rough and hard.

Whimpers fall from your lips. Matt loves seeing you like this – pathetic and needy. The bulge in his pants grows knowing that he can bring to such level of horniness.

Eventually, Matt enters a finger inside of you slowly pumping in and out.

You instantly clench around his finger, instinctively rocking your hips with him.

Matt let's out a breathy chuckle, “Already? I'm only one finger in.”

Biting down on your lip, you glance at Matt who is casually fingering you. Throwing your head back, you release the soft moans you built up, unable to hide your pleasure any longer.

Your arousal had made you a lot more sensitive, and of course, Matt picked up on it so he felt compelled to tease you. His thumb barely grazes your clit, before you let out a loud moan, clenching around his fingers.

Chuckling at the sight, Matt starts the car, his finger still buried in you.

You glance at Matt, who senses your eyes on him without even looking, “Not here, doll. Guests are still leaving and walking past. But trust, I'm going to fuck you so dumb, you'll forget your own name.”

Weaving through traffic, Matt keeps fingering you, adding a finger. Still, he's focused on the road, one hand on the steering wheel.

Matt pulls into the middle of an empty parking lot and parks.

With no one in sight, Matt instructs you to get into the backseat and strip. You do so, discarding your dress and underwear onto the floor of the car.

Matt quickly follows you into the backseat, discarding his dress pants and boxers into the pile of your clothes. He buttons the top few buttons of his shirt and loosens his tie.

“Get in position - face down, ass up,” Matt commands, his voice carrying an evident tone of authority. The familiarity in his voice reminds you of all the previous intimate moments you've had in the backseat of his car.

Matt lines his lower hip with your aching pussy, taking a few moments to pump his now fully-erect length.

But before entering you, he gently pushes your torso down, making your shoulders rest against the car seat, rather than your hands holding you up, and your face laying on the seat.

Matt removes his Dior tie and ties your wrists together, resting them on your back, right above your ass.

Matt takes the opportunity to spank you once before placing his hands on your hips, rubbing his tip against your soaked pussy.

You whine out at his teasing, causing him to fully push into you, making you both gasp.

“Fuck…” Matt breathes out.

Matt begins to pump in and out at a steady pace, you not needing time to adjust as you were already so wet.

Matt's thrusts become more stronger and rougher, causing you to moan out repeatedly.

Your hands grip onto his tie, grounding yourself from the pleasure you were recieveing.

You rock your hips back to match Matt's pace, your high-pitched moans filling the car.

Pulling your hair back, Matt carelessly removes the ties from around your wrists and stuffs the tie into your mouth, before he releases the grip he has on your hair.

Relentlessly pounding into you, he spanks your ass, “You're such a whore for dick, look at how dumb you've become on my cock.”

Despite his harsh words, they made you more wetter and hornier, wanting more. You rock your hips back onto his cock, matching his thrusts.

Biting down onto his tie, your moans become muffled, your back arching as Matt's thrusts become more and more unforgiving.

With every thrust, more of your juices drip down his dick, some pooling at his ballls, the rest dripping down both of your thighs and onto the car seats.

Matt pounds into you harder, the squelches of your pussy taking him in filling Matt's ears, making him hornier and hornier.

Matt spanks your ass again, causing you to yelp into the tie, before rubbing it to ease the pain.

Pulling your hair back once again, Matt continues his rough thrusts, but also begins kissing your neck, sucking on your sensitive parts, slightly digging his teeth into your neck. It was certain they were going to mark, but that's what Matt wanted.

All you can do is moan out against the tie, and that's what Matt likes— being in control of your body.

Pulling back, Matt senses you're on the brink of release, judging by the way you're starting to clench around him, so adds some extra stimulation by drawing shapes with his fingers on your clit.

The sudden sensation send a jolt through your body, your eyes roll back, ready to release.

Matt brings you to the edge, spanking you once more, “Cum for me, my slut.”

Somehow, his words send you over the edge as you squirt all over his lower body, coating your bodies with your essence.

Matt thrusts in deep, one final time, cumming inside you.

Pulling out, he rests your body down onto the seats, removing the tie from your mouth.

“You okay, doll?”

He really fucked you dumb.

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[vanteguccir]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⁺ ♱ .ᐟㅤㅤ──────── 𝓣𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝓒𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒, matt sturniolo.

⠀★　𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇 !

ㅤㅤ❝ ㅤ 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆, 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾⠀𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍　.

(⠀links⠀) ─── main masterlist && matt masterlist

‹ 𝓜𝖠𝖳𝖳'𝖲 𝓑𝖫𝖴𝖱𝖡𝖲 › : : : enjoy !

01. belly bulge　─　matt seeing his dick form a belly bulge in yn

02. virgin　─　matt realizing yn is a virgin when they're about to have sex

03. boob obsession　─　where matt has an extreme obsession with Y/N's boobs

04. migraine　─　where Matt helps Y/N through her migraine cycle

05. changing　─　Matt walking in on Y/N changing clothes

06. gamer x bookworm　─　an afternoon with gamer!Matt and bookworm!Y/N

07. pretty boy　─　Matt's reaction to yn calling him pretty boy for the first time

08. grumpy x sunshine　─　a day in the life of grumpy Matt and sunshine Y/N

09. stuffed animal　─　Matt with a gf who only sleeps with stuffed bear

10. perfume　─　where Matt asks Y/N to spray her perfume on his suitcase before Vegas

11. bikini's and boner's　─　where Matt gets flustered and turned on after seeing Y/N in a bikini

12. too tight　─　Matt's cock keeps slipping out of Y/N after he was away for too long

13. riding　─　Y/N ride sub!Matt until he's a babbling mess

14. ketchup　─　where Y/N is pregnant and craving ketchup in the middle of the night

15. wet kisses　─　Matt devouring Y/N’s lips while fucking her slowly

16. changing trend　─　where Y/N asks Matt to get out of the room so she can change to see his reaction

17. sick　─　Matt has to force Y/N to stay in bed because she can't accept that she's still sick

18. 21st birthday　─　Y/N makes a small appearance on the car video on the triplets 21st birthday

19. making him hard　─　where Y/N accidentally makes Matt hard for the first time

20. taking control　─　where Y/N takes control over Matt for a split second before he puts her in her place again

21. pacifier　─　where Y/N and Matt's daughter try to ask for her favorite snack, but her pacifier gets in the way

22. sunday morning　─　where Y/N and Matt’s daughter decide it's a good idea to wake them up on a saturday morning

23. furniture　─　where Y/N loves to buy new furniture for her home, and Matt is the one she always goes to to ask to put it together

24. sneaky link　─　where Y/N and fwb!Matt reunite again after some weeks, and the back home vlog caught their state after fucking

25. panties in my mouth　─　where Chris had had enough of Y/N's loud moans with his brother and shut her up with her panties... and she's a exhibitionist little shit

26. coloring date　─　where the triplets and Y/N have a small 'coloring drawings date' back in Boston

27. christmas home　─　Y/N and Matt set up the house on christmas eve after their daughter goes to bed

28. protective dad　─　matt is protective over your daughter when a creep guy keeps staring at her at target

29. calling him by his name　─　where Y/N decides to make the tiktok trend 'call your boyfriend by his name to see his reaction' with Matt

30. hands between my thighs　─　where Matt left his hands between Y/N's legs to warm them up for too long.

31. valentine's day　─　where Matt gives his wife and daughter the softest Valentine's Day surprise

32. stay with me while I shower?　─　where Y/N can't take a shower alone after watching supernatural videos, and now Matt has to stay with her in the bathroom.

33. our kids are gonna be cute　─　where Y/N mentions her thoughts about their future children to Matt for the first time, and he absolutely lose it.

34. surprise party tour: period cramps　─　where Y/N is on her period during the Philadelphia show, but don't want to let her cramps pain take her off of the show, until Matt intervenes.

(　All rights reserved © 2025 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐑. Please do not copy, rewrite, or translate my works, template, or theme on Tumblr or any other platform.　)

[fairyrcts]

texts between tattoo artist!matt & cherry!reader

warning - suggestive , cursing , pet names

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

an - something else coming out tdy >_<

[solarsturniolo]

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Stories ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

✧ Too Damn Long... 1 2 3 4 5

✧ Candy Cane Lane... 1

✧ Everywhere I Go... intro

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Texts Series ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

✧ Skater!Chris... 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30

✧ FwB!Chris... 1 2 3

✧ Best Friend!Chris... 1 2 3 4

✧ Bf!Chris...1

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ Headcanons ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

✧ Sub!Chris

✧ Skater!Chris... 1 2

✧ Frat boy!Chris... 1

𖥔‧₊˚ ⊹ Moodboards 𖥔‧₊˚ ⊹

✧ Skater!Chris…best paired with Best Friend!Reader

✧ Frat boy!Chris…best paired with Sweetheart!Reader

✧ Boyfriend!Chris…best paired with Artsy!Reader

𖥔‧₊˚ ⊹ Tags 𖥔‧₊˚ ⊹

@flowerxbunnie @megamett44-lover @xtravrgnoliveoil @mattsturnswife @sturniolofan4lifee @soursturniolo @sturnioz @luverboychris @meerkatzthings @soupuurr @gemofthenight @hi-7-hi @blahbel668 @mattspleasure @sturnybabes @jjmaybankswifes-blog @sturniolosreads @bernardsleftbootycheek @egirlshit @nonamegirlxsturniolo @chrizz333 @sturniolopowers @mattsleftnipple03 @worldlxvlys @hearts4chriss @janiellasblog @creamoncreamoncream2 @meg-sturniolo @ellie-luvsfics @lustfulslxt @braindead4l @ghostlythinggoingaround @taekwite @querenciasturniolo @m4ttslvr @mqttittude @bewtyschooldropout @lovesturni0l0s @zebonos @h3arts4harry @riowritesitall @freshloveforthefit @esioleren @colorthecosmos444 @darksturnz @mbbsgf @fratbrochrisgf @sturnslutz @favsdti @sturnsmia

[sturniqlo]

Tests Found- C.S

summary: Nick and Matt find out Y/n and Chris are having a baby, but not the way Y/n and Chris intended to.

cw: none? just cursing

masterlist | positive masterlist

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five weeks pregnant

It had been about two weeks since Y/n and Chris found out they were expecting a baby. Ever since that day Chris stayed over at Y/n's apartment every other day. Nick and Matt haven't been suspicious at all. Y/n and Chris wanted to keep it private just until Y/n had reached her second trimester to make sure everything was fine with their baby. However, it didn't go as planned.

"Hi, babe. We're here." Chris speaks into the phone as he calls Y/n. He doesn't ring her buzzer anymore because it now annoys her. "Ok, I'll buzz you in." She softly speaks. She gets up off the couch and goes towards the door to buzz the boys in. After a couple of seconds, she lets it go. She unlocks the door, and heads back to her spot on the couch.

Chris, Matt and Nick, all head up to the fifth floor where her apartment is. Matt thought of the idea for all four of them to hangout since Matt and Nick haven't seen Y/n ever since she picked them up from the airport. Which was a little over three weeks ago. Both Nick and Matt became really close to Y/n after her and Chris had been dating for two months. They both thought of her as a sister as soon as Chris told them she was the one seven months into their relationship.

"Hellooo!" Chris says as soon as he opens her front door. "I'm in the living room." He hears her say. He quickly takes his shoes off and speeds off to her before his brothers get to her. "Hi, baby." He leans down and gives her a kiss on the lips. He looks then left to see that his brothers are struggling to take their shoes off. "Hi, babe." She says with a smile. "How our little apple seed, hm?" Ever since last week, Chris has been looking up how big their baby is and what it's compared to. "They're fine, made me throw up my toast with butter, but I feel fine now." He frowns, and sits next to her. "Hopefully your morning sickness goes down-" He gets cut off by Nicks loud voice.

"Y/n! Im here too." Nick sounds offended as she only pays attention to Chris. "Hi, Nick. I was waiting for you, did it really take you two that long to get your shoes off?" Y/n gets up and hugs Nick, then Matt. "I tied them to tight."

"How have you been?" Matt sits down on the smaller couch. "Good, I've just been staying home really. You?" Y/n places her head on Chris' shoulder. "Same, just stayin' home." He says. "So, what are our plans?" Nick asks. "Lunch, shopping, dinner, come back here and watch some movies?" Matt replies looks at the three of them. "Sounds good."

The four of them stay in the living room for half an hour until they're ready to go. "Y/n do you have one of those tooth flossers?" Nick asks, picking at his teeth from the popcorn he had found in her pantry. "Yeah, they're in my bathroom under my sink somewhere." Nick gets up and heads to her room. "Wait for me, I need one too." Matt gets up and follows Nick.

"Have you made an appointment?" Chris asks Y/n once Matt and Nick are out of earshot. "Yeah! We have it a week from now." She says excitedly. "Okay, what time so I can clear my schedule." Y/n pulls her phone out to check her email for all of the details.

In Y/n's bathroom, Nick is searching all over her bathroom cabinets. "How does she have so many cabinets in here?" He closes one door just to open another one. "Umm, Matt? Can you help?" He sees Matt fixing his hair in the mirror. "She clearly said the one under the sink." Matt crouches down and open the one under the sink. While Nick searches the other ones. Matt digs around in the cabinet and comes across what they were looking for. "Found them." He gets up and dangles the bag in front of Nicks face.

"Well, open it up!" Nick yells motioning to the bag. "Here." Matt hands Nick one and grabs one for himself before putting it back. As he puts them back where they were, some stuff falls out of the cabinet on to the floor. "Fuck." He says. As he looks to see what fell Nick gasps when he sees what it is. "Oh my god!" He whisper yells and closes the bathroom door fast. "What?" He looks at Nick and back to what fell on the floor. "Oh my god!" He says. Matt picks them up and places all four onto the counter. "Are they positive?" Nick says with his hand placed over his mouth, the flosser long forgotten.

"I'm not sure, kinda scared to check." Matt says, tossing his flosser in the trash. "I'll check." Nick leans over them and examines them. "Holy shit." He turns to Matt. "Are they?" Nick nods. "Oh my god." Matt whispers. "Do you think they're her tests?" Nick asks. "No duh. They're in her bathroom."

"Should we call her in?" Matt nods. In the living room, Y/n sends Chris all the details about their upcoming appointment until she hears Nicks voice. "I'll be back. I don't think they found them." She walks towards the bathroom and sees the two of them standing in front of the sink. "Did you guys find them?" She asks. "Yes but," Nick closes the door behind her before he finishes talking. "We found something else." Matt grabs the tests by the white part and shoes Y/n as if she's never seen them before. "Oh," Her heart drops. "Are you pregnant?" Nick whispers.

Y/n nods. "Does Chris know?" Matt asks curiously. "Yeah." She looks between them two nervous about their reactions. Matt places the tests carefully on the counter and goes to Y/n to hug her. "Congrats, Kid."

"Make some room for me!" Nick smiles and joins in on their hug. "Now I kinda feel bad." Y/n pulls away a couple of seconds later. "What? Why?" Nick says. "Chris was excited to tell you guys in a fun way." Matt frowns.

The door opens and Chris comes in. "What's going on?" He says. "They found the tests." Y/n says and his mouth turns into an 'O'. "Surprise?" He says. "Chris you're going to be a DAD!" Matt says and goes to hug him and Nick follows behind. "How'd you guys find out?" Matt asks. Looking at the couple with a smile on his face. "I was sick for like weeks, still am though. But, Chris noticed I was late for my period and he went and bought the tests and I took them, and obviously they were positive."

"When did this happen?" Nick adds on. "Right before we left for Boston, the night before act-" Nick gasps. "Not when the baby was conceived you sicko! I mean when did you guys find out?" He swats Chris' arm. "we found out two weeks after you guys had came back. So I'm five weeks right now."

"We were going to tell you guys after the first trimester. But, you guys just had to ask for a damn flosser." Chris was pretty bummed, he wanted to tell them in a special way, and he wanted it captured on video. He had wanted to tell them with a blindfold challenge and him and Y/n would give them baby stuff to try and guess until he would hand them the pregnancy test. "I had popcorn in my teeth! Still do!" Nick yells.

Forty minutes later, they're now at lunch. "I still can't believe Y/n is pregnant." Nick picks at his food. "Me either!" Y/n sips her water. "How big is the baby? Do you know?" Matt says, across from Chris. "The size of a fucking apple seed! That's crazy like, an apple seed is tiny." Chris brings his thumb and pointer finger together to match the size of an apple seed. "That's crazy." Matt and Nick both say, Y/n laughs.

"Have you guys told anyone else?" Nick suddenly asks. Y/n shakes her head and Chris responds. "No, you guys are the first to know. Like we said, we were waiting for the first trimester to end to make sure everything was right with the baby."

"Can we go baby shopping?" Nick says.

[secretsofafangirll]

oral fixation - m.s.

summary: matts girlfriend loves to have things in her mouth. when she gets home after a day of minor inconveniences, she seeks comfort from her boyfriend, in a rather, unconventional way.

warnings: oral (male receiving), praising, pet names (baby, sweetheart, etc.), soft!dom matt, sub!fem, talk of anxiety,

a/n: couple of things; one, the girl doesn't have a name so you can imagine whomever you'd like, two, i've started planning my Matt series...anyways, hope you guys like it! :)))

"A touch / From your real love / Is like heaven takin' the place of somethin' evil"

⏜︵♡︵⏜︵୨୧︵⏜︵♡︵⏜⏜︵♡︵⏜︵୨୧︵⏜︵♡︵⏜

For my entire life, I’ve loved having things in my mouth. 

When I was younger, it was impossible for my parents to get my thumb or my pacifier out of my mouth. The comfort that came from having the object resting in my mouth was too intense for me to leave behind. Behaviors like that followed me into childhood with things like gum or lollipops. In high school, I chewed copious amounts of gum, always had a pen or pencil in my mouth and played with my lips all the time. 

Naturally, when I managed to find myself a boyfriend, he became aware of my oral fixation in many ways. He would always notice how often I had things in my mouth or if I was biting my lips, he would offer me something else so I didn’t tear up the delicate skin. It got to a point where, if he and I were laying down together and one of his hands was unoccupied, I would simply reach down and grab his hand, bringing it to my mouth and wrapping my lips around one of his fingers and playing with it in my mouth. Of course Matt enjoyed this himself, but there were other ...situations, where this oral fixation benefitted him much more than putting a finger in my mouth. 

Matt also understood why I do what I do. Him and I both struggle with anxiety, and we both have for years. In high school, I was medicated for it and had a hard time getting through the day. However, I hated the way that the meds made me feel and I swore to my parents that I wasn’t going to take them anymore and that I’d find another way to cope. Matt copes with alone time and silence but I get more overstimulated than he does and when I do, all I want is to have something in my mouth and someone to touch. 

Which is why on days like these, anxiety ridden and insane days, I need my boyfriend and one of his extremities to rest between my lips. 

After several cars cutting me off on the road and almost hitting me on the way to the gym this morning, I was already slightly shaken up and worried for my safety. When I got to the gym, there was a man somewhat following me around, conveniently using all of the machines next to me. After that, I went to the grocery store in hopes that they had some grapes and snacks for me to feel better, they were out of seedless grapes which sent me into a frenzy about the way that the seeds feel in my mouth, and the self-checkout lanes were under renovation and I had to talk to the cashier to check out. 

I took shallow and quick breaths as I walked swiftly out to my car. I tossed the bag into the back seat and swung open the driver door. The second that I was enclosed in my car, in my space, I was able to calm myself down. Once I had myself under control, I started the car and drove home. When I arrived, I grabbed my things from the car and headed inside. I used my house key to unlock the front door, using my foot to close it behind me. I tossed my keys in the dish and heard Matt typing on the couch. 

“Hi baby,” He said without looking up. I didn’t respond because I just wanted to put the groceries I picked up away and sit with him. “Alright,” He said and continued typing away. 

I put the cold stuff in the refrigerator and the dry stuff in the pantry and cabinets before heading to his room to slide out my dirty and uncomfortable gym clothes and into one of his shirts. Once I was comfortable and the smell of his cologne filled my nostrils, I was finally ready to lay down next to him on the couch. 

“Sorry,” I murmured quietly, gently taking a seat next to him and pulling a blanket over my legs, curling into his side and latching onto one of his arms, “I just wanted to put those away so that I could sit with you.” 

I sat there looking for something of his to grab onto but his hands were occupied and I don’t think he’d appreciate it if I put anything else, if you know what I mean, in my mouth at the moment. I sighed quietly to myself and began to bite on my lips. 

“You don’t have to apologize,” He said, leaning over to kiss the top of my head. 

I continued my assault on my lips and I felt the skin tear and the metallic taste of my own blood rested on my tongue. When it started to hurt too bad to bite my lips, one of my hands found my mouth and I started to bite and suck on that instead, the other arm wrapping impossibly tighter around his. His elbow nudged my side and he looked over at me. 

“You doin’ okay?” He asked without looking away from his computer where he was replying to emails and taking notes in a Google Doc. I only hummed, unwilling to take my fingers out of my mouth. My lack of a real response, which I know he hated, made him finally look up at me. My eyes blinked guiltily at him when his brows went from furrowed to concerned, “Sweetheart,” He sighed and reached up to pull my hand away from my mouth. I flexed all of my muscles to keep it in my mouth but he tilted his head at me and pulled harder, his strength easily overpowering mine. 

“I’m sorry,” I sighed, relaxing my muscles and looking down my hands with guilt and embarrassment written all over my face. 

“Hey,” He said softly, reaching out to grab my jaw and gently pull my head up to look at him, “You don’t have to say sorry. There’s nothing to apologize for.” He shook his head and looked into my eyes for an explanation, “D’you have a bad day?” He asked and closed his computer screen ¾ of the way down. 

“Kind of,” I said, questioning in my tone, “I don’t even know. It’s just been, like, too much.” I tried to spit it out but I struggled to pin-point how, exactly, I felt. It was just too much.

“That’s okay, baby,” He cooed, “You want my hand?” My eyes widened in excitement and I nodded before correcting myself with a ‘Yes, please’. 

He brought his left forearm up to my mouth and I played with his long fingers trying to pick which one I wanted. I decided on the pointer first, but planned to use every finger but the pinky. He used his other hand to scroll through emails and business inquiries, also scrolling through pinterest to find inspiration for future videos. 

I, on the other hand, swirled my tongue mindlessly around his fingers, taking them all the way into my mouth and then back out, my saliva coating his fingers down the knuckle. Every so often, he would shift his hips slightly or clear his throat and scratch his neck. I knew how this was affecting him, but he also respected my needs more than his and wouldn’t want to make me uncomfortable. After close to twenty minutes had passed of my sucking on his fingers, he looked at the time on his computer and closed it all the way. He leaned back against the couch, his hand still in my mouth and he turned his head as it laid against the top of the couch and he watched me mindlessly play with his fingers. When I fully pulled off his middle finger alone, I pushed his ring finger to meet it and took them both fully into my mouth. He groaned and I snapped my eyes to meet him and worked my mouth around his fingers. 

“God, don’t fuckin’ look at me like that when you’ve got my fingers down your throat, honey,” He instructed gently, understanding of my rather fragile nature. I pulled off his fingers, letting my tongue teasingly drag across the length of them. 

“Sorry,” I swallowed to clear my throat and scooted closer to him. He reached across himself and wrapped his dry hand around my thigh and under my knee to pull me onto his lap. I squealed at the sudden movement but settled and nuzzled into his lap. 

“How many times are you gonna apologize, hm?” He questioned with a smile, tucking my hair behind my ears. 

“You know how I am, Matt,” I laughed and grabbed his wrists and put them on top of my thighs, encouraging him to tickle them. 

“Yeah, I do,” He smiled, “But that means that I know you’re gonna keep saying sorry until you feel better.” He accused me and I smiled like I’d been caught stealing, “What else do you need, baby?”

I blushed and looked down at my hands, “I don’t wanna-,”

“Oh, you’re gonna.” He said sternly. 

“I want you.”

“You have me.” He said and nudged my chin with his knuckle, “What do you need?”

“Need your cock,” I said quietly. 

“What was that?” He turned his ear toward me. 

“I need your cock, Matthew.” I said louder. 

“There she is.” He said and gently moved my thighs to allow me to sink to my knees in front of him. “See? Wasn’t that hard, no?” 

When I was comfortable at his feet, I worked to remove his belt and unbuckle his pants. He did the work of actually pushing them down. His hard cock sprung out of his pants and he hissed as the cool air penetrated the sensitive and tacky skin. His tip was lathered in a small amount of pre-cum and he pulsed and twitched slightly. I pouted at the sight for two reasons; one being that it made me want him in my mouth even more, and two, I felt bad for the state I’d put him in. 

“Matty,” I whined, tracing circles with the fingernails on his knees, “I didn’t know it was this bad. I’m sorry.” 

“If you say sorry one more time, all you’re getting is my fingers,” He tutted. My eyes widened in fear. 

“Okay, I’ll stop.” I promised and he smiled down at me. 

“Good girl.” 

I got to quick work pumping his cock in my hand to get him ready. His cock looked so big compared to my smaller hand. It didn’t even fit around the entire thing. He groaned and hissed at the stimulation, his breathing getting heavier and slightly more labored. Soon, I leaned down and gently licked the tip before wrapping my lips around the tip. Pleasure and comfort washed over me and I continued to sink my head down onto his dick. His hands gathered my hair in a make-shift ponytail on my head and he held my hair out of my face. He didn’t push my head down, he just simply aided me in my quest for comfort, which I was most definitely finding. 

“There you go baby,” He praised, “So fuckin’ good,” He whispered, more to himself than anyone else. 

I took his cock down my throat slowly, suppressing the slight gag reflex I still have, though it’s not too bad. I whined around his dick with comfort and need. 

“What baby?” He asked breathlessly, pulling me off him, “Why’re you whinin’? You got what you wanted, no?” 

“No!,” I protested, pushing his hands away, “I’m fine! I just love having you, s’all.” I explained with a smile before going back down on him. As I continued to work his cock, my body visibly relaxed and the sighs of content that left my mouth. Matt simply closed his eyes above me, opening them periodically to watch me take him down my throat. 

Matt started to get close, his hips becoming restless under me and his hands that were in my hair started to guide me down his cock faster. He moaned and whimpered as he grew closer and closer to the edge. 

“Oh fuck-,” He whimpered, “God, so good, baby. So close.”

His stutters and whimpers encouraged me to work with him faster, yet take my time on all of his sensitive bits. I relied on the relief that accompanied the weight of his cock on my tongue. I worked him until hips stuttered and bucked off the couch and he moaned my name and praises into the air.  

“Gonna cum, gonna cum, gonna cum.” He whispered, bucking his hips into my throat making me choke slightly but I didn’t care, “M Sorry. Fuck,” He whispered and then e shot his load down my throat. I felt the warm liquid hit the back of my throat and I swallowed it down. “Show me,” He demanded, once he caught his breath and he pulled me off him all the way. I stuck my tongue out to show him that I swallowed it and he smiled at me in response, lightly tapping my cheek with the hand that held my jaw. 

“Thank you,” I sighed, my throat somewhat sore. 

“No, thank you, my beautiful girl.” He leaned down and kissed me gently, rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs. When I pulled away, I bit the inside of my lip and looked into his eyes, silently yearning for more. His brows pinched together and his mouth opened slightly, “What, baby? Not enough?” I looked at him with a guilty smile and shook my head. 

“I just want more,” I said quietly. He opened his mouth to respond but as soon as he did, his laptop and phone dinged several times, he looked at his phone and saw what it was. 

“Look, sweetheart, I’ve got more work shit to do,” I groaned and sat back on my heels below him but he pressed a finger to my lips, “But, if you’d let me finish you impatient little baby,” he teased, “if you’re good and hold me without moving your tongue at all, you can stay where you are.” 

“Yes please. I promise I’ll be good,” I nodded my head and sat back up right. He nodded at me and grabbed everything he needed to continue working and I took him back into my mouth. I zoned out with him in my mouth but it was still exciting to be getting what I’d been craving all day and my tongue jerked against a few times. 

“Ah, ah,” He asked, “Settle, sweetheart. You promised me.” He directed and when I calmed down around his cock, his hand patted my head softly and he went back to typing away. 

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a/n: i'd been working on this for about a week or so. hope you guys liked it!!

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[mattslilies]

✩ surprising matt on tour ✩

or: the one where you tell matt you miss him and can't wait for him to come home from tour, only to show up on the barricade of the next show <3

warnings: none! just fluff

divider credit: @/strangergraphics

your boyfriend being on tour was bittersweet. you were obviously incredibly proud of him, but at the same time, him being away for months at a time took a toll on you.

your relationship wasn't suffering from it, if anything, it was only strengthened, but you definitely still missed him. you loved seeing all the photos from the different cities along the tour, and you loved watching the friendly conversation and banter that all three triplets had with the crowd, but you did wish that you could see your boyfriend again.

texts, phone, and facetime calls could only do so much, and you could tell that matt was starting to get not only homesick, but missing you a lot as well. being a very touchy and clingy person, being away for a while bothered him too.

so, you hatched a plan.

the next stop on the tour was coming up, and it was only one state line away from you. you didn't have to work that day, so you looked into buying a ticket. you didn't tell matt about any of your plan, wanting to surprise him.

after a long phone call with nick while he was out getting food, everything was set up. you'd get to the show at the time that doors opened, and nick would make sure that you got in a little bit early, so you could be on the barricade when they came out onto the stage.

keeping the secret from matt was difficult, as you talked on the phone practically every night. you were bubbling with excitement, but had to pretend that it was about getting lunch with a friend the next day, not surprising him instead.

the drive to the venue was fun, as you had a lot of music to listen to, and you were so ready to see not just matt, but also chris and nick again. they were your best friends, and you had missed them all greatly in the past weeks.

meeting nick around the back of the venue, you smiled when you saw him leave out the back door.

"hey!"

he engulfed you in a hug, having clearly missed you.

"hey! it's great to see you guys!"

nick smiled, walking back inside, you following behind him.

"it hasn't been that long."

you raised an eyebrow, enjoying the gentle banter.

"didn't you just say that you missed me sooooo much on the phone yesterday? or was that just me hearing things again?"

laughter was heard from both of you, an easy conversation flowing as nick led you to where you needed to be.

"everyone inside has already done the VIP Meet and Greet with us, and they're in line to walk in. i probably shouldn't get you to the very front, i don't wanna draw too much attention to you, but i can get you close enough that you'll be close to the stage."

thanking him and wishing him good luck before saying goodbye, you stepped into line about fifteen people deep. sure enough, you were right in the front row.

it didn't take very long for the rest of the people to fill in, and the lights to dim, with the neon "Let's Trip" logo projected onto the stage. you couldn't wait.

the look on matt's face when he stepped out onto the stage and noticed you directly in the middle was priceless. he was stuck between a jaw drop and a smile, meaning his face was a wide grin.

he walked over to you almost immediately, leaning over.

"how did you get here?!"

you smiled, yelling back over the screams of the audience.

"i have my ways."

he shook his head, a huge smile still decorating his lips, before reaching a hand down to do the heart pose from the Meet and Greet photos with you.

despite the audience behind you, the amount that he had missed you and the joy of you being there overpowered him, and he kneeled down to face level, kissing you in front of the entire venue.

people reacted exactly how you would expect, a lot of yelling, but it was all white noise to you.

when he finally pulled back, standing up, he couldn't wipe the happiness off of his face, and it radiated throughout the rest of the show.

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⮱ tickle fight club - matt sturniolo

489 words — FLUFF, swearing, tickling, revenge

a/n: if this is shit no it isn't

matt looked like he was being absorbed into his hoodie. arms stuffed inside the body, legs curled up, phone barely balancing on his stomach, hood half over his eyes. he hadn’t moved in at least twenty minutes.

you leaned against the kitchen doorway. watching. judging.

“you good?”

he didn’t look up. “i’m loafing.”

“you look like a dying caterpillar.”

“let me rot in peace.”

you disappeared for a second. matt didn’t even flinch. that was his mistake.

you came back with a broom.

he only registered you when the broomstick slid clean through both sleeves of his hoodie, pinning his arms straight out like a broken scarecrow.

“hey— what the FUCK—”

you stepped back and observed your work. “much better.”

“I HAVE NO ARMS.”

“your spine was curled like a shrimp, matt.”

“THIS IS ABUSE.”

you tilted the broom. his arms flapped like limp noodles. “look at you. ready for flight.”

“YOU’RE GOING TO HELL.”

“probably.”

you let the broom drop. and before he could process that freedom, your fingers were in his sides.

“NO—NO NO NO STOP—”

he let out the most undignified shriek. kicked his legs so hard his sock flew off. you lost it laughing.

“I’M SCREAMING—”

“yeah, i can hear that.”

“GET OFF ME—OH MY GOD—”

he wheezed like a dying kazoo, hoodie twisted, face red, body folded in half from squirming so much.

you backed off eventually, panting from laughing, while matt lay there, twitching like a traumatized npc. “you… you done?” he gasped.

“for now.”

he slowly sat up, hair sticking out in all directions. eyes wide.

“you know i’m getting you back, right?”

you raised a brow. “with what? the power of god and yeehaw?”

he didn’t respond.

he just stood. stretched. dropped the hoodie.

you blinked. “matt. no.”

he cracked his knuckles. “matt, yes.”

“matt—”

he tackled you onto the couch in a full linebacker sprint. and then it was on.

“REVENGE,” he shouted, pinning you down.

“NO—STOP—STOP I’M GONNA—”

he found your worst spot in two seconds and went feral. you were shrieking. crying laughing. trying to roll off the couch.

“YOU’RE A PSYCHO.”

“YOU STARTED IT,” he yelled triumphantly.

“YOU—YOU WERE A LOAF—”

“AND YOU CRUCIFIED ME.”

eventually he collapsed on top of you, both of you out of breath. tangled in each other. half-suffocating.

“truce?” you wheezed.

he nodded, chest heaving. “until i get you worse.”

you groaned. “i regret everything.”

he snorted. “i don’t.”

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later that night, you passed out on the couch, curled up like a little shrimp yourself. matt got up, grabbed a blanket, and as he walked back—tripped directly over the damn broomstick still on the floor.

“JESUS FUCKING SHIT—”

you stirred, mumbled something unintelligible, then knocked right back out.

he stood in the dark, broom at his feet. seething.

“…i hate this house.”

but he tucked the blanket around you anyway, sat back down, and rested your legs on his lap.

“still worth it.”

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"Quiet" night | Chris Sturniolo

Pairing: dom!Chris x sub!Reader

Summary: you had a crush on Chris since you became friends with him in middle school. One night, of winter break. You decided to have a come over at the triplets house with some friends. This was pretty usual, because you hung out with them almost everyday. But this time, you wanted to watch a movie. Well, turned out you and Chris went out for some "fresh air" and somehow you guys ended up...

Trigger Warning: unprotected sex, praise kink, nipple playing, p in v, pet names, semi-public sex

It was a chilly winter evening when me and Nick decided to spend a cozy night in with his brothers, Chris and Matt and couple close friends. You guys settled onto the plush couch in the living room, blankets draped over our laps as Nick popped in a Christmasy movie. As the opening credits rolled, you unconsciously snuggled closer to Chris, feeling his warm body press against yours.

The first act of the film played out uneventfully, with the occasional laugh and whispered remark exchanged between me and Nick, and some other people. Matt, however, seemed to be struggling to stay awake, his head nodding forward every few minutes. Matt, after half an hour of the movie, Matt had succumbed to sleep, his chest rising and falling steadily beneath his hoodie. We decided to pause the movie for a break, Nick and a friend went to the kitchen grabbing more snacks and the other friend went to the bathroom. While Matt went to his room to sleep.

I was left alone with Chris. Finding myself growing increasingly aroused, by having him by my side. I squeezed your thighs together, seeking some friction to alleviate the throbbing ache between your legs while thinking about an excuse to leave this uncomfortable situation. Unbeknownst to me, Chris noticed the subtle movement and the flush spreading across your cheeks. He turned to face you, a subtle smile on his face.

"Y/n, do you wanna go out and have some fresh air. I feel like you're kind of nervous." He said as he checked your face to understand your expressions. "Oh! Totally. I'll go, I-I'm okay" I said nervously avoiding his eyes, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "I will go too" he said as he put a hand on top of my shoulder trying to calm me down. I finally got courage to look up at his blue eyes and we both left the house, going to a private park near by.

We sat on a bench and he took my chin, tilting my head up to look at him. "Come on, y/n. Do you think I don't notice?" He said as he licked his lips. "W-what?" I asked way too nervous to express my feelings to him. "Do you think I don't notice this". He quickly said as he finally kissed me. I got on top of him in the bench and started kissing him back. His fingers began to wander, tracing the curves of your breasts through the thin fabric of my sweater.

"You're so cute when you get turned on," Chris murmured against my lips. His hot breath sending shivers to my spine. He tweaked and twisted your nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. I bit back a moan, not wanting anyone near the park to hear us. Chris's hands grew bolder, sliding under my sweatshirt to cup my bare breasts. He kneaded them gently, rolling the sensitive peaks between his thumbs and forefingers.

My breathing quickened, and a dampness began to form between your legs. Chris seemed to sense my arousal, his touch becoming more insistent. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of your jeans and tugged, urging you to stand up. With a dazed look in your eyes, you complied, letting him strip off your pants and underwear in one swift motion.

Chris laid you back down on the bench, his gaze devouring the sight of your naked body. He knelt between your spread legs, he bit his lip holding back a groan . "Damn, you're so hot," he purred, leaning in to lick a slow trail up your inner thigh.

Your hips bucked involuntarily at the contact, a soft whimper escaping your lips. Chris chuckled, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine. He reached the apex of your thighs and circled your clit with the tip of his tongue, savoring your taste. Chris's ministrations soon became too much to bear, and you found yourself writhing beneath his skilled mouth. Just as you thought you couldn't take anymore, he abruptly pulled away, leaving you panting and aching for more.

Before you could protest, Chris flipped you over onto your hands and knees, positioning himself behind you. He gave your ass a firm squeeze, and a few strokes to his dick. And then pressed the swollen head of his cock against your dripping entrance. With a single, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside you. A loud moan tore from your throat, muffled by your hand clamped over your mouth. The sensation of being filled so completely was overwhelming, and you fought to stifle further noises that might awake the whole neighborhood around the park.

Chris's grip on your hip tightened as he began to move, his thick shaft pistoning in and out of your clenching heat. "Fuck, you're so tight" Chris groaned, his pace increasing as he drove deeper into your willing body. You could only manage to respond with low gasps and whimpers, your mind consumed by the intense pleasure coursing through your veins.

Chris's praise only served to heighten your arousal. "Y'doing so well, y'moans sound so sexy. Fuck" he praised with low groans, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust. His words sparked a new wave of desire within you, and you pushed back against him, meeting his strokes with equal fervor. The sound of skin slapping against skin was loud in the silent park, mingling with your muffled moans and Chris's grunts of pleasure.

As Chris's thrusts grew more erratic, you could tell he was close to climax. "Gonna fill you up, m'love..." He warned, his voice strained with impending release. You braced yourself for the onslaught, your inner walls fluttering around his pulsing shaft. With a final, brutal thrust, Chris buried himself to the hilt and held still, his cock throbbing inside you. A guttural roar escaped his lips as he came undone, his hot seed spilling deep into your womb.

The sensation of his warmth flooding your depths triggered your own orgasm, and you cried out silently as a gush of fluid erupted from your core. The intensity of your climax caught both you and Chris by surprise, and you collapsed forward onto the bench, spent and trembling.

For a moment, the only sounds were your ragged breathing. Then, Chris's arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a tender embrace as he peppered your neck with gentle kisses. Seconds later, I put back my panties and jeans. I sat down besides Chris in the bench, too shy to even look at him in the eyes. Chris after a few minutes finally broke the silence.

"God, so... you're really into me?" He asked as he stared into the sky while thinking about everything that happened in the last 20 minutes. I looked at him, grabbing his cheek, being centimeters away from him. "Chris, I've loved you since middle school" I bit my lip. He got closer and finally kissed me fully.

When we got back, we were holding hands and really close together. Everyone in the room turned to look at us. They knew my crush on him, and now they know we're in a relationship after all these years. "Y'all are back, we got really worried for you, guys. Didn't even pick up the phone, and now that I see you guys like this I don't even want to know what happened" Nick said jokingly as everyone chuckled at his comment.

Should I do part 2? Comment ideas down below about what the part 2 could be!!

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