#tara yummy imagine

[quinnysnursery]

when the party's over,, party people・₊✧

agere frat au (little!chris x caregiver!nate centric)

tara yummy - "you got invited to a tara yummy party...like the tara yummy?"

junior. president of double delta. looks like a mean girl, is actually the sweetest girl on campus. fashion design student. short (compliment). social anxiety is scared of her. "tara yummy is a mindset."

larri "larray" merritt - "third door on the left, you can't miss it. he's always blasting billie eilish on mondays."

junior. film major. nick's IMMEDIATE bestie. silver jewelry & painted nails. never in class, somehow the teachers favorite. "i wanna be a director 'cause i love when people listen and respect my words." "...larri, you just want a stable relationship." "okay and??"

quenlin blackwell - "you mess with ben, you mess with larray and quen."

junior. once she sneezed and the entire classroom said bless you. business major. has blacklisted SEVERAL people from double delta. "i'll drive!" "isn't your license suspended?" "okay well where's your license?" "..." that's what i thought."

benjamin de almeida - "that's ben! he...i don't really know what he does."

sophmore. parties aren't actually his scene but he was adopted by larray and quen last year. messiest dorm on the campus. roblox fiend. film major. somehow always slightly lost. "when mitski said 'in the corner taking up space'...i felt that."

[midnightloversmusic]

Tara Yummy - NSFW Alphabet

Tara Yummy x Fem!Reader

Masterlist

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

She’s definitely the best. She’ll always cuddle you, bring you water and snacks. Then she will discuss what happened and make sure you liked everything. She’d be overall the best at making you feel comfortable and safe.

But if she was the one needing comfort she’d be very clingy and expect a ton of cuddle that you are happy to give her :))

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I feel like her favorite thing about herself is her hands or her tongue. She loves when she makes you get off. It is such a turn on for her to know that she can bring you so much pleasure through just her fingers or her tongue.

Her favorite body part on you would be your boobs. When she goes down on you she loves to reach her hands up and play with them. Plus they make a great pillow when you’re cuddling.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

she would definitely make you cum on her fingers just to kiss down your body and “clean you up” with her tongue.

She definitely loves riding your face too. She loves when you taste her, and just the thought of cumming on your face can push her over the edge.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Before you started dating she’d stalk your instagram and get off to your photos

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I feel like she’s not that experienced but she’s very eager to learn and is excited to know exactly what to do to make you cum.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

She definitely loves face sitting, especially sitting of your face.

I think she’d also love doggy. She loves when you put on the strap and fuck her from behind.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She can be goofy in certain moments, if one of you slips or anything awkward happens, but other than that she’s pretty serious and too lost in pleasure to even think of any jokes.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

She’s said before because she’s Persian she grows hair in a lot of unwanted places. I feel like she’s pretty well groomed but wouldn’t mind growing it out or shaving. Honestly she’d probably match her partner’s preference.

She wouldn’t mind if you didn’t want to shave, she definitely understands.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Tara is a very romantic person and will always make you feel loved and appreciated. She uses intimacy as another way to show her love for you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Most of the time when she’s horny, she’ll come right to you. If you aren’t in the mood or not around she’ll respect it and take care of it herself.

When you aren’t around/at work she will send you messages telling you how wet she is and how badly she needs you, just to tease ;)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Bondage: I feel like she likes being tied up. She likes the feeling of letting go and letting you take control of her pleasure

Edging: Tara’s a big tease and i feel like she’d love to bring you right to the edge just to pull away at the last second and watch you squirm. Don’t worry though, when she finally does let you cum you’ll be seeing stars.

Praise: she’d love it and i mean she’d just melt if you told her she’s a good girl. She loved being praised especially when she’s eating you out,

“You’re doing so good for me. Making me feel so good, what a good girl”

she’d be moaning into your pussy.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

I feel like she’d like to keep it simple and in the bedroom. I feel like the “craziest”place she would fuck would maybe be in the car? even that feels a little too risky for her though.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

jealousy. You love to tease her, have someone flirt with you just to rile her up. She’s drag you away from them….and let’s just say you’d have a very long night ahead of you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

I feel like she’s not into anything that could seriously hurt herself or her partner. She’s okay with a little spanking and light pain play, but nothing too extreme.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

She loveeessss making you feel good. She could spend hours in between your thighs. She wasn’t that experienced when you first got together, but she’s a very quick learner and was very eager to please you.

She also loves when you go down on her, she loses all thought and most of her ability to speak which is quite impressive considering she usually doesn’t know when to stop talking :))

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on her mood. If she’s jealous or pent up she becomes very rough and likes it fast but if she has the time she likes to drag it out for as long as possible and push you over the edge as many times as she can.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

They aren’t her favorite, she likes to take her time making you fall apart.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She’s not a big risk taker, I feel like she’d rather be able to enjoy the moment by doing something she’s comfortable with than try something new.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

She could go all night. With her, you are both cumming until you physically cannot cum anymore lol

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

I feel like she definitely owns a vibrator for herself, but loves to use it on you. She also owns a strap on and enjoys using it on you every once and a while.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Tara is the biggest tease ever. She loves to work you up and leave you hanging. She loves edging you and dragging your orgasm out for as long as possible.

But when you tease her, oh boy. She will immediately start begging. She loves when you tie her up and take control, even if it means you tease her a bit.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She’s LOUD. like really. She definitely moans a lot. She has no shame about it and wants you to know how good you make her feel. She definitely talks a lot too

“yes just like that.” “that feels so good, baby” “I wish you could see yourself. You look absolutely sinful right now. So hot, lovely”

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

She has a mommy kink. No further explanation needed.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I feel like she’d definitely want to get intimate about 3-4 times a week. You both have busy schedules so it’s hard to find tim but you both make it work.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

I feel like she is still buzzing with energy afterwards. Have you seen her youtube videos, she always has energy. But she’d be willing to cuddle with you and stay with you if you were feeling tired. She just would want to be with you after.

[quinnynation]

https://www.tumblr.com/quinnynation/766974478336065536/also-guys-almost-every-fic-on-here-is-inspired-by

OMG.

QUINNINGTON CAN YOU PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MAKE A FEMALE!READER X TARA FIC BASED ON “CASUAL” BY CHAPPELL???

is it casual now? ᯓᡣ𐭩 tara yummy one-shot

paring : tara yummy x fem!reader

summary : y/n overhears what tara tells jake and johnnie about their relationship

warning/extra tid-bits : alcholol, minor injury/mention of blood, extremely minor sexual innuendo, crying, unresolved angst!! i think that's all but if there is anymore please lmk!!

word count : 837 + not proofread

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest (dividers from @saradika-graphics)

It was supposed to be a good night, Tara had invited you over for wine-night- despite not being a fan of wine herself, she knew you were quite the oenophile.

It was a sweet gesture that made a rose-like tint appear across your cheeks. The first of many to come.

When you got to Tara's house, she greeted you with an excited hug and a peck on the cheek; leaving you with a faint stain from her lipstick. You didn't mind though.

You greeted Sugar as normal, scratching the top of his head and tapping his tiny black nose with the tip of your index finger, the chihuahua-mix loved you.

Tara lead you into the kitchen, showing off the various types of wines she'd bought.

"I just panicked and grabbed what sounded best, hope that's alright." She laughed nervously as you examined each bottle. It seemed the girl picked a bottle of rosé, a bottle of red, and a bottle of white.

The iconic trio. Yet, you had no interest in getting completely wasted off of wine tonight; so you decided on the bottle of red- as it was your personal favorite.

"Red wine always makes me feel grown-up." Tara laughed, digging through her drawers for a corkscrew. You wrinkled up your nose, giggles escaping your lips- "We're 24, we are grown up." You teased the shorter girl.

Tara rolled her eyes, "Y'know what I mean." She insisted- finally pulling out a corkscrew from the drawer that held all her miscellaneous utensils.

You didn't know what she meant, and as you went to ask for clarification- Tara's phone began buzzing against the kitchen counter.

The girl's deep brown eyes trailed over to her screen, "It's Johnnie, d'you mind?" She asked- holding out the corkscrew towards you.

"Course not." You smiled back at her, accepting the tool and beginning to dig the steel tool into the cork of the bottle. Tara thanked you by pressing yet another kiss onto your face- this time on your jawline- before grabbing her phone off the counter and walking into the living room.

You cursed mentally as the tool slipped from your hand, just barely grazing the top of your hand in the process- allowing a small trickle of blood to fall from your scratched skin.

"Shit." You sighed, grabbing a paper towel and pressing it over your bleeding skin before beginning towards the room Tara was in.

"A couple?" Tara's words made you stop in your tracks. Was she talking about you?

"Don't be stupid Jake," Tara laughed nervously, uncomfortable at the questions her ex and his friend were throwing her way. "I mean- she's nice and all but...no, it's just..."

Your heart was in your throat as Tara searched for the right words, tears already beginning to spill out from your eyes; threatening to ruin the expensive mascara you'd put on just for tonight.

"It's just casual." Tara decided, stabbing a knife through your heart. You grabbed hold of the stair banister- feeling the words flows through your body.

Casual?

You and Tara were just...casual? What did that even mean? Sure, you knew you weren't the persian's girlfriend but...you didn't think that you and her had could be summed up in a six letter word.

Nor did you think a six letter word would hurt this badly.

Was it casual when Sugar hurt his back leg and Tara called you in tears at three am? Was it casual when Tara held your hand at nearly every club, pulling you in every direction? Was it casual when Tara kneeled in front of you as you were sat in the passenger seat-

"Y/n?" Tara's voice brought your thoughts to a halt. You blinked at her, distain filling your eyes.

"Y/n, you're bleeding." Tara gasped softly, rushing to grab your paper-towel covered hand. You stepped back, scoffing at her. "We're casual?" You asked, hurt evident in your tone.

Tara looked at you for a few moments before furrowing her brows, "...You listened in on my phone call?" She asked, equally as hurt.

You shook your head, scoffing in disbelief at the short girl before pushing past her- making your way to the front door.

"Y/n, wait! Where are you going?!" Tara asked, panicked as she chased after you. You whipped around on your heels quickly, causing Tara to stumble as she quickly stopped in her tracks.

"Home. I'm going home!" You shouted, mascara now officially wasted. "Y/n, just- just wait! We can talk about this!" Tara said, following you to your car.

You shook your head, "No Tara, you've made yourself plenty clear." You spat- the sound of your car unlocking echoing through the persian's quiet neighborhood.

Tara, for what felt like the first time in her life, was at a loss for words- a quiet "Please." slipping out from her plump lips.

You laughed in disbelief, "Grow up Tara." You spat, climbing into your car and slamming the door shut- quickly reversing out her driveway.

a/n : gotta love some unresolved angst

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　　　　　　　　𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐 x reader

SUMMARY: Where Chris records a TikTok with Tara after many requests from both fandoms, but fans reacted contrary to what he expected, generating questioning thoughts in Y/N.

WARNING: Crying, comparison, fighting.

REQUESTED?: Yes, by anon

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

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The morning sun beamed beyond the half-open curtains in the living room, painting the room with orange and gold tones. Sitting at the kitchen table, Y/N immersed herself in her books, trying to focus on her notes as the sounds of Nick and Matt echoed around the house.

At that moment, Chris was absent. He had gone to Tara's house, a new friend of the triplets and, consequently, of Y/N, who had recently become a frequent figure in their lives. The objective was to record a video for Tara's channel since after the large group's social media post together, both fandoms started begging for collabs.

As Y/N immersed herself in her studies, a notification flashed on her phone screen. The girl looked up at her device, seeing the new message.

pretty boy: hi baby!! look, we did a tiktok! I look so cool: link.

A smile curved Y/N's lips as she clicked on the link, curious to see the result of one of Chris and Tara's creations. The video started, and she immediately recognized the song as one of her favorites, humming softly as her eyes captured the funny dance and interaction between the two.

A laugh escaped her lips when she saw Chris shaking his head in the lyrics "Would you get down on knees for me?", remembering all the times the song played when they were together, and exactly in this part, Chris always got down on his knees in front of Y/N, making her laugh.

For a moment, Y/N allowed herself to relax and enjoy the scene. It was a genuine demonstration of their new friendship, and Y/N felt grateful to be part of that dynamic.

However, her joy was momentary.

As the video came to an end, Y/N scrolled through the comments, eager to see the reaction of Tara's followers. What she found left her cold.

Among the funny and complimentary comments, there was a barrage of messages that cut like sharp knives. Ardent fans of both Tara and Chris were heavily shipping them, completely ignoring Chris's long-standing and public relationship with Y/N.

"Chris and Tara are so cute together!"

"I so wanted them to be a couple 😭"

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but you don't hold a candle to Tara. Chris deserves someone like her."

The words echoed in Y/N's mind, like a distant echo of an approaching storm. She felt a tightness in her chest, a mixture of sadness, anger, and confusion.

How could they be so cruel? How could they judge their relationship based on fragments of a distorted reality? Y/N felt vulnerable, exposed to the relentless cruelty of the virtual world.

Her thumb moved automatically as she left the comment box, sliding the screen to the TikTok below the one she was watching, craving a quick distraction. But her hope was suddenly dashed when she saw that the next video was an edit of Chris and Tara's TikTok and all the others after.

She knew the fans were fast, but at that moment, she wanted them to be as slow as possible.

Y/N closed the app with a heavy sigh, fighting to hold back the tears that threatened to spill. It was difficult not to let the strangers' words and opinions get to her.

With a determined effort to forget about it momentarily, Y/N turned her attention back to the books, seeking refuge in the comforting familiarity of the printed pages, forgetting to answer Chris.

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The day was coming to an end. In the room shared by Y/N and Chris, the atmosphere was filled with a silent energy, interrupted only by the gentle slide of Y/N's fingers over her phone screen, and the low sounds of various videos.

She was lying in their bed, having already taken a comforting shower, but her mind was still shrouded in a haze of dark thoughts. As she scrolled through her TikTok's For You, romantic edits of Chris and Tara popped up with disturbing frequency. Y/N's expression was a mixture of sadness and self-questioning, her eyes reflecting an inner storm.

She felt her mind defeat her with thoughts of comparison. She knew she would never reach Tara's beauty, humor, and even body.

The heavy atmosphere was interrupted by the sound of the door opening gently. Chris entered the room, radiating an aura of euphoria. His eyes sparkled with joy, and a smile spread across his face with ease.

"Hi, my pretty girl!" Chris greeted, closing the door behind him. "You won't believe how amazing the video with Tara turned out. I can't wait for her to post it so you can see it!"

"Hey, baby! I'm so happy you had fun." Y/N looked up from her cell, forcing a smile on her lips, trying with all her might not to reveal her current state - the last thing she wanted to do was ruin Chris's excitement, but the sadness still hovered in her eyes.

Chris immediately noticed the change in her expression and approached the bed, worried.

"What happened, babe?" He asked in a worried tone, frowning and sitting down next to her.

She just shook her head slightly, unable to put her tumultuous thoughts into words. Chris reached out to caress her face gently, seeking to comfort her with his loving touch.

"You didn't answer my text, I really thought something was happening... You know you can tell me anything, right?" Chris continued gently. He didn't want to force anything out of her.

Y/N nodded, feeling a lump form in her throat. Before he could say anything else, Chris noticed the phone in her hand with almost silent sounds escaping from the speaker, leaning over to peer at the screen.

Romantic edits of Chris and Tara filled Y/N's device. He swallowed hard, instantly connecting the dots.

Chris's comforting touch on Y/N's face seemed to turn cool. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a sigh escaped his lips before he could control it.

"Y/N, are you really upset because of these silly edits?" The boy questioned, his voice filled with disbelief. His touch against the warm skin disappeared within seconds, the boy removing his hand from her face before sitting down on the bed.

Y/N flinched at the accusation implicit in his words, feeling suddenly exposed and vulnerable. Tears threatened to overflow her eyes as she struggled to find a coherent response.

"It's not just because of the edits..." She, her voice shaking with turbulent emotions. "Did you see the comments? They-"

Chris shook his head impatiently, cutting her off abruptly, frustration beginning to seep into his expression. He couldn't understand why something as trivial as fan edits could affect his girlfriend so much.

"Y/N, this is ridiculous!" He continued firmly. "These edits and comments don't mean anything. They're just fan jokes. It's not the end of the world." His voice came out louder than before, his posture now rigid.

His words hit Y/N like a sharp knife, making her feel even more inadequate and misunderstood. Anger bubbled inside her, a simmering mix of resentment and hurt.

"You don't understand, Chris!" She snapped, her voice shaking slightly. Her right hand worked to lock the screen of her phone in one quick motion, tossing it aside. "This isn't just about the edits. It's about how I feel about being compared to Tara, about how it's making me feel inferior to her! How would you feel if people started wanting to see me with a man other than you? While I'm in a relationship with you!"

Chris rolled his eyes dismissively, his patience beginning to wear thin at the intensity of Y/N's emotions.

“You’re so tiring sometimes, Y/N.” He snapped without thinking, his voice tinged with irritation, not giving a damn about how his girlfriend felt. "I can't deal with all this insecurity all the time. It's fucking exhausting."

The words hit Y/N like a punch to the gut, leaving her breathless, her rigid posture quickly crumbling. She felt tears run down her face without force as the painful realization settled in her heart.

She was tiring. She was insecure. She was too much for him to handle.

The pain of rejection burned in her chest as she retrieved her phone again, ripping the comforter off her legs. Her lips were pressed into a thin line tightly in an attempt to stop the ugly sobs that she wanted to let out. She wouldn't give herself the luxury of showing Chris how much he hurt her.

The girl got up from the bed in one quick movement, grabbing her pillow and heading towards the bedroom door.

"Where are you going?" Chris's voice echoed harshly behind her, his body rising from the mattress quickly.

"I'll sleep in the living room." Y/N responded curtly, turning the handle with ease before walking through the door, slamming it, feeling more alone than ever amidst the multitude of turbulent emotions.

She could feel her heart being crushed a little more when she didn't hear Chris call for her again, let alone try to reach her.

The stairs leading to the living room were silent, and her pillow clutched to her chest as a last vestige of comfort in a world that seemed to be falling apart around her. Each step up echoed like a lonely echo in an emotional void that seemed to swallow her whole.

Upon reaching the living room, Y/N found refuge on the empty couch. She curled into the soft upholstery, hugging the pillow tightly as tears continued to roll down her cheeks silently. The phone rested next to her, emitting a dim light that wouldn't turn off, almost begging her to pick it up again.

Hours dragged by like centuries as Y/N fought the ghosts of her own mind.

At some point, she had given up resisting and was on her TikTok again. The algorithm seemed to hate her, delivering her frequent videos of Chris and Tara, which were like a sharp dagger in her heart.

They would really look beautiful together.

Dawn fell heavily upon her, but sleep refused to welcome her into its comforting arms. Instead, she found herself trapped in a whirlwind of torturous thoughts, her mind pounding incessantly with doubts and questions about her relationship with Chris.

Until her brain shuts down completely, letting tiredness win.

At 3 a.m., in the darkness of the night, a familiar figure appeared at the entrance to the room. Chris was there, his tired face etched with worry and regret.

His eyes quickly found Y/N's figure lying on the couch, already asleep, curled up and shivering slightly from the cold. Her eyes were closed, but he could see the swelling that surrounded them, the traces of tears on her cheeks and her still damp face. Next to her, her phone repeatedly played one of the videos she had watched before falling asleep.

A lump formed in Chris's throat. He intensely blamed himself for not having thought before acting and, much less, noticing how much his actions had affected his girlfriend.

With hesitant steps, he approached her, feeling the weight of his own anguish on his shoulders.

Gently, Chris turned off her phone, cutting the endless cycle of pain that had consumed Y/N. He then crouched down beside her, studying her peaceful face with a mixture of love and pain.

With a resigned sigh, the boy carefully took her into his arms, hooking them around her back and behind her knees, feeling the weight of her fragile body against his own chest. Y/N hummed softly in response to his touch but didn't fully wake up.

Chris carried her down the stairs and back to their bedroom, where the soft light from the lamp bathed the room in yellow tones. Tenderly, he placed her on the soft mattress, covering her with the comforter carefully so as not to wake her.

Y/N shifted slightly under Chris's touch and the new surface beneath her limbs, her eyebrows furrowing in an expression of discomfort. She looked restless, as if she were immersed in a nightmare.

Chris watched her for a moment, feeling the weight of his own harsh words weigh on him like an anchor. He knew he had hurt Y/N deeply, and the pain of seeing her suffer was almost unbearable.

With a heavy sigh, he sat down next to her, his hand reaching for her with a tentative touch. Y/N stirred slightly, her eyes finally slowly opening to meet Chris's. She fought the urge to get up and leave the room again, her anger at Chris's actions and sadness in her mind, making her want to avoid him.

For a moment, they simply stared at each other, sharing a silent understanding that transcended words, Y/N making the decision to let him say what he wanted.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Chris muttered, his voice thick with regret. "I was insensitive and selfish. I didn't want to hurt you, I acted on impulse and completely without thinking. This whole situation is not silly if it hurts and bothers you, and I promise that we can talk better about what you saw and how you felt, and solve this together... Just please, give me this chance?"

Y/N blinked slowly, her eyes locked on Chris's as she processed his words. For a moment, she felt the weight of hurt and disappointment pressing against her, but then she saw the sincerity in Chris's eyes, the pure, unconditional love he had always offered her.

And in that moment, she knew that forgiveness was the only good choice to make. With a sigh, she squeezed Chris's hand tenderly, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders.

"Just one chance. I want you to fix what you did and do it right this time."

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A CHRIS X READER THAT IS POC I BEG YOU ON MY HANDS AND KNEES BUT YK HOW THEY DID THAT COLLAB WITH SAM AND COLBY, TARA, JAKE, LARRAY AND JOHNNIE

BUT DURING THE COLLAB CHRIS WAS BEING REAL TOUCHY WITH THE READER LIKE WHEN SHE BENDS OVER HED PUT HIS HANDS ON HER CROTCH BUT NB SEES IT AND THEY EVENTUALLY F*CK PLS

last time

chris sturniolo x poc! reader

warnings: smutttt, p in v, cursing, unprotected sex, cream pie, choking, poc! reader, sexual jokes

a/n: writing for this friend group was so funnn

enjoyyy<33

“wait, ok chris! let me get up!” i exclaimed, laughing as chris squeezed his arms around me tighter.

we were currently at the triplet’s house with his brothers, jake, johnnie, tara, larray, sam, and colby.

when the entire group agreed we were hungry, i offered to make us something.

“so, what’s on the menu?” colby asked, eyebrows raised as he clapped his hands together excitedly.

“nothing, if chris doesn’t let me get up to make it” i spoke, causing him to glare up at me and squeeze me even tighter.

upon hearing the words, the entire group yelled at chris to get off of me, the hunger beginning to make them cranky.

“fine” he grumbled as he let go of me, allowing me to stand up.

i began to make my way to the kitchen when tara spoke up, “wait! i’ll help you” she smiled as she walked over to me.

once we got to the kitchen, which happened to be just out of earshot from the couch that the rest of the group resided on, she began to speak.

“so, you and chris aren’t together, right?” she asked.

i raised my eyebrows at her suspiciously at the statement, squinting at her. “why?”

she lightly chuckled at that, “i just noticed you guys are really touchy, but i don’t wanna assume anything” she said, raising her hands in defense.

i laughed at the gesture, “no, you’re ok. i don’t know what we are, honestly. i mean, we’re really close, probably closer than friends should be. but, neither of us are ready for a relationship, you know?”

it was true, chris and i had done some questionable things for just being friends.

it’s not like we had sex often, we just happened to get caught up in the moment once or twice.

…and a few times after that…. and a few more after those times.

but other than that, we had a completely normal friendship.

we were both aware of each other’s feelings, but we were content with where our relationship was at.

why risk messing everything up when we’re both happy ?

“so you guys don’t want to be in a relationship, you just want to act like you’re in one?” she pointed out, “that logic seems a bit flawed to me”

“you do have a point, but honestly? change is scary, and i’m not willing to completely dismantle mine and chris’s relationship because i got greedy” i spoke.

she tilted her head, squinting her eyes, “is that not what you’re doing right now?” she deadpanned. “you’re not worried that fucking around will ruin your relationship first?”

my eyes widened at the statement, “when did i say we were fucking around?” i defended, taken aback at how quickly she was able to figure it out.

“so y’all are? i knew it!” larray joined in, suddenly appearing next to me.

i quickly shushed him, not wanting chris to hear the conversation from his spot on the couch.

“keep your voice down, he’s right there! and where did you even come from?” i asked.

i glanced over to chris to determine whether he had heard the conversation, only to be met with his eyes already on me.

“you think he knows we’re talking about him?” tara whispered to us, catching his gaze on me.

“i don’t know, but girl he’s eye fucking the shit out of you right now” larray told me.

my jaw dropped at his words, a light giggle falling from my lips.

“oh our girl’s getting dicked down tonight” tara joined in.

“y’all have to stop” i spoke, the two collectively laughing at my flustered state.

suddenly, chris got up from his spot, beginning to walk over to the kitchen.

“oh shit, he’s coming over” i whispered to them.

“okay girl, go get your pasta and lobster” larray spoke, beginning to walk away.

“you got this!” tara whispered, walking away with him.

before i knew it, chris stood in front of me, a light smirk growing on his face.

“you guys talkin about me?” he asked, his hands finding their way to my waist.

“no” i denied, despite of us both knowing it wasn’t true.

"mmhm, you tell them how good i make you feel?” he asked as his fingers ran over the skin under my t-shirt.

“chris” i spoke, swallowing harshly.

“how you act all innocent in front of everyone else, but in bed you’re a freak?” he whispered into my ear.

“chris!” i scolded him, lightly slapping his chest. “what’s gotten into you?”

“what do you think? you’re walking around in this skirt, showing off your thighs. all i can think about is shoving my head between them” he spoke, his hands running down my body.

just before they could make their way to my thighs, a voice made us pull away, “you guys are real cute and all, but i’m hungry! chris, please just let her make our food” jake yelled from his spot.

his words caused tara to smack him upside the head, his face contorting into a wince at the feeling.

“what are you making anyway? we have, like, no food in our fridge” matt spoke up.

“oh, i know. i was just gonna make pizza rolls” i answered.

“we don’t have any pizza rolls” nick spoke, brows furrowing in confusion.

“yeah, we do” chris spoke, pulling them out of the freezer, “i bought her some”

i smiled bashfully at the statement, mouthing a “thank you” to chris.

he lightly nudged me with his shoulder in response, a smile of his own growing on his face.

“you two make me sick” colby spoke, “don’t be jealous, it’s not my fault no one buys you pizza rolls” i defended.

his eyes widened at that, taking offense to the words.

“ok, but wait, you said you were cooking something. this entire time i thought you were actually making us a meal” nick said, the group making noises of agreement.

“listen, y’all ! i’m not, nor did i ever claim to be a chef. i don’t know what you thought, but you were wrong” i spoke playfully.

“and nick, you know there’s no food, this is your house. where did you think i was getting ingredients from?” i asked as i placed the pizza rolls on a sheet.

“girl i don’t know, but pizza rolls aren’t gonna fill anyone up, those are like appetizers”

“ok then don’t eat any” i shrugged as i finished emptying the package.

“y’all can order something if you want, i’m really just craving pizza rolls” with that the group began to have a conversation about what they wanted to order.

“i’ll have some of your pizza rolls” chris spoke from beside me.

“good” i smiled up at him, before grabbing the baking sheet to place in the oven.

i bent over, pulling the oven open to place the sheet on the rack.

when my skirt rose up slightly, chris didn’t waist a second in placing his hand on my ass.

he quickly dipped his fingers into my panties, rubbing my heat.

he used his free hand to pull my front half back up, quickly covering my mouth with the palm of his hand.

“hmphhh” i lightly moaned into his hands, as his fingers explored my wetness, collecting my arousal on his fingers.

before i knew it, his fingers left my body, as he turned me around to face him.

he placed his fingers, which were now coated in my juices, into his mouth.

i watched intently as his tongue swirled around each finger, lapping at them like a starved man.

“hm, just needed a taste” he spoke, smirking at my shocked state, “you should probably close that”

“close what?” i asked him as i blinked rapidly, attempting to recover from his actions.

he nodded towards the oven with his head, “i don’t know how well they’ll cook if you leave the door open” he raised his eyebrows at me.

he was having the time of his life right now.

“uh- yeah, yeah you’re right” i spoke as i quickly closed the oven door.

“need some help with that?” chris asked as he stared down at my thighs, which were involuntarily clenching together.

i was doing my best to hold it together, but his actions turned me on far more than i’d like to admit.

“i’m fine” i spoke quickly, hoping he wouldn’t point out the fact that i was obviously lying.

but he, being chris, would never give me the luxury of sparing me from his teasing.

“really? you don’t look fine. you look like you need to be ruined” he whispered into my ear.

“chris, i’m not gonna have sex with you with all of these people in the house”

“really? don’t think that’s stopped you before” he spoke cockily.

“we said that the last time was gonna be it, remember?” i reminded him, placing my hand on his chest.

“yeah, you’re right, we have to stop. so we’re done doing this” he nodded his head at me.

“yup, that’s it. it’s done”

well, it was done. until-

“fuck, chris! yes, yes, yes ! right fucking there, holy shit” i did my best to keep quiet, as chris pounded into me from behind.

“one last time, just one last time” he whispered to himself while he drove himself in and out of me like his life depended on it.

“if this is the last time, i’m gonna make sure you remember that no one else will ever fuck you like i do” he whispered into my ear, chest pressing against my back while my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

“ you got that? can you say it back to me, princess? “

“i- no one, no one will ever fuck me like you do” i heaved out, fisting his sheets as continued to push himself deep inside of me.

“damn right” he rasped, as he gave my ass a slap, eliciting a moan from me.

“god, what did i do to deserve you? you’re so fucking good for me, holy shit” his head fell back as he moaned out.

“you feel so good in me, chris. don’t want anyone else, just you” i spoke back to him.

“yeah? am i making you feel good, baby? that’s all i ever want, just want you to feel good” he whispered, his fingers digging into my waist.

“you always do, baby. always feel so good with you” i moaned back.

my mind grew fuzzy as he went from giving sharp, quick thrusts to slow and deep ones, allowing me to feel every inch of him.

“love fucking you hard, but i gotta show you how much i care bout you” he spoke before burying his nose into my neck.

he placed a sweet kiss to the skin, before pulling it between his lips.

he sucked on the skin until it became darker, making it known that he had been there.

his arms wrapped around my waist, holding me close to his body as his cock stretched out my pussy.

“i don’t- fuck chris, it’s so good” i choked out as he continued to leave kisses against my skin.

“love seeing you like this, all fucked out under me. you’re so fucking beautiful, can’t believe you’re even real” he whispered.

“all yours, chris. you’re the only one who gets to see me like this”

i pushed my hips back into him, grinding on his dick, as he wrapped a hand around my neck to choke me.

“god, oh my-” he whined out his dick twitching inside of me.

“you gonna cum for me, chris?” i asked as i felt myself on the brink of my own orgasm.

“yes, yes, please cum with me” he whispered, head dropping to the crook of my neck as he shot his seed inside of me.

he continued to thrust into me, the coil in my stomach snapping as i coated his cock in my pleasure.

coaxing me through my orgasm, he gave a few more sloppy thrusts, before gently pulling out of me.

“did so good for me” he mumbled, pressing a light kiss to my shoulder.

“was that good ? did i hurt you?” he asked as he went to lay down next to me.

“of course it was good, chris. and i’m okay” i told him, cupping his cheek.

“good, let me clean you up and we can cuddle?” he asked, a grin taking over his features.

“yeah, sounds good“ i spoke as i heard my phone vibrate on chris’s nightstand.

when i opened it up, i was met with unopened text messages:

THE ULTIMATE CROSSOVER ❗️(10 MEMBERS)

matty b 💁🏻‍♂️ 9:01 pm

SHUT THE HELL UP ! WE CAN HEAR YOU ALL THE WAY OUT HERE

nick 👑 9:01 pm

oh great you guys pissed off mat

(i agree w him)

johnnie 🧛🏻 9:02 pm

i’m just waiting for my food

jake 🕸️ 9:10 pm

CHRIS STOP FUCKING AND TELL US WHAT U WANT SO WE CAN ORDER OUR FOOD

tara 👅 9:10 pm

YOU SHOULD’VE GOTTEN IT BEFORE THEY DISAPPEARED TOGETHER

TF WERE U EXPECTING DUMBASS

larray 💅🏽 9:15 pm

🍝+ 🦞

if it’s not snowing she ain’t going y’all

sam 👻🌝 9:34 pm

update: we ate your pizza rolls

colby 👻🌚 9:34 pm

we’re still hungry hurry up

y/n ⭐️ 9:41 pm

MY PIZZA ROLLS ???

FUCK EVERY SINGLE ONE OF U HOES

IMMA FIGHT Y’ALL 🤺🤺

chris 🦌 9:41 pm

oops

my bad guys

nick 👑 9:42 pm

chris come do the walk of shame out here so i can beat your ass 🙂

TARA 🧚🏻‍♀️ 9:20 pm

🌀🌀🌀🌀

masterlist

tag list: @lustfulslxt @flowerxbunnie @mattslolita @its-jennarose @sophssturn @bernardsleftbootycheek @sturnssx @queen161718 @cupidsword @imwetforyourmom @nickmillersn1gf @mattsneezing @chrisstankyleg @sturniolobltch @bethsturn @bernardenjoyer @mbbsgf @rac00ns-are-c00l4 @ssturniolo @blueeyedbesson @mxqdii @sturniolowhore @readerakayourname @defnotayonna @urmom2bitch @rootbeerworshiper @starsturniolo @hearts4chriss @theyluv-meee @carolinalikesthings @itzdarling @chrisstopherfilmed @judespoision @sstvrnioloo @littlebookworm803 @nicksdrpepper @chrisloyalgf @robins-scoop @fandomhopped @chr1sgirl4life @bbglmfao @55sturn @sturniolololover @meg-sturniolo @yamamasjumpercables @vanteguccir @ineedchriscock @junnniiieee07 @breeloveschris @luverboychris

[sturnsmadl]

bf!matt headcannons!

warnings!- swearing, angst (light ig), mostly fluff, some smut, not proof read, lover boy matt tbh, cuddling, kissing, idk what else :).

bf!matt who loves holding hands.

bf!matt who is possessive at parties.

"who's that?"

"some drunk guy. thought i was his girl."

"right.."

kisses you

bf!matt who refuses to let you do anything.

"the laundry.."

"nuh uh. move."

bf!matt who ties your shoelaces for you.

"i can do it matt."

"so can i."

bf!matt who keeps his hands warm in your jeans back pocket.

bf!matt who loves physical touch.

bf!matt who always drags you on late night walks during fall.

"we went last nightt!!"

"babe. fall doesn't last forever."

bf!matt who wipe your tears and hugs you when your upset.

"shh..your okay.."

bf!matt who adores carrying you.

"matt i can walk."

"i knowww. but carrying you is fun."

bf!matt who gets you a cat.

"its for you!"

"is it..?"

"i mean...mainly me..but yeah.."

bf!matt who can't stop touching you.

"matt its too hot. let go."

"your too hot."

"fuck off matt."

laughs

bf!matt who isn't massive on PDA but will do small touches.

bf!matt who loves hooking up in his car.

"fuck...yes baby.."

"matt! yes..fuck! yes!"

bf!matt who gets hard from you just sitting in his lap.

bf!matt who is definite that you're the mother of his children.

"we all have that phase matt."

"its not a phase. she's gonna be the mother of my kids chris."

"okay buddy.."

bf!matt who buys you a lot of makeup.

bf!matt who loves giving you hugs and cuddling.

"hi baby."

"oh hi. your back early huh?"

"yep..cuddles?"

bf!matt who made you your own drawer in his room.

bf!matt who always wants to be helping you.

"okay..lets wash this hair. huh?"

"i can wash it.."

"your tired and i love you so im gonna help."

bf!matt who needs to be near you at all times.

"where'd you go?!"

"to the bathroom.."

"jesus..could've told me.."

"wha- yeah..okay. go to sleep."

bf!matt who sits outside the shower door while you shower.

"and i was thinking. what if i just taught you to drive?"

"do we need to talk about this while im showering?"

bf!matt who loves filming sex tapes, especially backshots.

bf!matt who is extremely moody when you're gone.

"matt can you take the-"

"fuck off!"

"jesus..the fuck happened to you.."

bf!matt who hates arguing but you clearly pushed too far.

"probably my other man."

"what...?"

"what? i was kidding..matt.."

bf!matt who gives you silent treatment all day.

"can we talk..matt? come on.."

bf!matt who just cooks for himself he's so mad.

"you made my favourite? oh.."

walks away with a plate for himself

"fucking hell.."

bf!matt who doesn't pay attention to your apologies.

bf!matt who shoves past you, not realising how strong he is.

bf!matt who feels horrible when he accidentally hurts you.

"ow.."

"oh shit.. sorry baby. im so sorry okay? you're okay.."

bf!matt who finds you crying and is immediatley there.

"hey..is it still hurting? im so sorry.."

"no..im pregnant.."

bf!matt who attacks you with a hug when he finds out your pregnant.

"what?! oh my..oh my god! yes yes yes!"

bf!matt who is obsessed with your bump.

"so cute. a whole life's in there.."

"yep..you excited?"

"so."

bf!matt who is extremely overprotective while your pregnant.

"no!!"

"jesus..what?!"

"i can load the dishwasher. you sit."

"you made it sound like i was commiting a crime.."

bf!matt who always texts you while he's filming/streaming.

"can you put your phone down for 2 minutes??"

"yeah one second.."

"you said that 5 minutes ago!"

bf!matt who lets you force him into doing a tiktok dance with him.

bf!matt who freaks out at the birth.

bf!matt who takes the drive home a bit too carefully.

"babe, i know your nervous but we are barely moving."

"im not hurting the baby. im doing 20.."

"thats the problem."

a/n- this is just general bf matt unlike my others but yeah so this may push me back into my break because its absoulutely awful!! but im thinking of doing a halloween theme, doubt ill pull throught though! im so tired :)

taglist! @bellaonthelow @hrtsdollie @sturnclouds @christophersgf @ellizzyy @moonk1ss3d @phoenix062 @pixxiies @conspiracy-ash @blahbel668 @monroesturnns @gwennybenny @sturnobsessedwh0re @xoxo4chriss @pixie-sticks-are-good @wurlibydominicfike @anitahunt @ilusa @mattstrombolii @stvrlighht @asherrisrandom @amelia-sturniolo3 @lianomer

[ctrlchar]

hii!! could you do smn like angry sex where like johnnie and reader are exes and they meet again at a party or something and fuck? reader w/ degradation kink and like an oral fixation?? thankyou smm xx

love/hate

a/n: the title is from love/hate by betty blowtorch and thank you so much for the request!!🫶 I debated on making it angsty at the end but i’m too sensitive for angst 😭😭

you and johnnie had ended on…interesting terms to say the least.to put it in simple words you had gotten into a argument about how much time he spends doing other shit then hanging out with his own girlfriend. eventually this led to the two of you deciding to take a break which ended up in the relationship completely ending a few months later

and now you had been at a party with your friend tara since she said you need to “find a new man” now that johnnie was out of the picture.

taking tara’s advice, you had found a hot guy and were dancing with him to one of the songs that was booming from the speaker

admist your dancing you felt as if someone had been watching you. you look a look around and to your dismay you had been correct someone had in fact been watching you

your heart could’ve fell on the fucking floor from the pit you felt when you made eye contact with Johnnie who you haven’t seen in months. the sight made you quickly apologize to the guy you were dancing with, before you break eye contact and rush to go find tara

“what the fuck!” she yells almost if not as surprised as you are. she begins to go on a quick rant about how this is a ‘window of opportunity’. after the two of you talk for a couple minutes,a few glances at johnnie along the way tara eventually tells you to ‘fuck it out’ or whatever that means

“I mean come on,ive seen the way he’s been looking at you and you couldn’t convince me there’s not even a little sexual tension”

and you couldn’t lie the sex was pretty good,however you were scared of catching feelings for your ex. to make matters worse you eventually run into johnnie which creates a rather strange encounter

“can we talk” he says eyeing you up and down to which you unsurely agree to not knowing whats to come. he grabs your hand before he practically drags you into a empty room

his whole demeanor changed as he says“what the fuck was that? thinking you can grind up against some guy right infront of me thinking i wouldn’t care” he spits out. you were taken aback by his outburst to which you respond, “i didn’t think you would care,you didn’t care enough to give me any attention when we were together so why do you care so much now” your voice beginning to raise

what you weren’t expecting was for him to look at you as if you said the most horrendous thing possible

“because you and I both know that douche out there couldn’t fuck you the way I do.” he says making direct eye contact

his newfound confession is the reason why he has you bent over some strangers bed fucking the living shit out of you while muttering the dirtiest things in your ear

“think you can just go fuck around with anyone? thinkin’ I won’t care just because we broke up?” he grunts,his thrusts hard and relentless

he fucked into you at a fast pace hardly caring about your own pleasure while he watches his cock slide in and out of you

“youre such a slut” he laughs “fucking your ex in someone else’s bed?” he then places his hands on your hips before you grip the bedsheets tightly not even comprehending what he says.

after a minute he orders you to turn around to where you’re on your back. the new angle making him go impossibly deeper

“missed this pussy so much” he moans out as he rests his hand on your face after moving your hair that had been covering it. before you knew it all you could think about was how good his hands looked and how badly you needed something in your mouth.

as if he could read your mind he placed his thumb on your lip begging for entry. the pad of his finger slipped into your mouth, gently pressing on your tounge with the pad of his finger. you whimpered as you began to suck on his finger,receiving a quiet “good girl” from johnnie who was still thrusting in and out of you at a consistent rate

“g-gonna cum” you cried out around his finger and with a few more thrusts you did just that.you practically screamed as the immense pleasure washed over you,your nails leaving deep red marks against his pale skin

after fucking you through your high Johnnie pulls out not cumming himself. Which you realize after you had regained your composure.

after you questioned him he said “you wanted something in your mouth yeah?” to which you nod before he orders you to your knees

“you know what to do”

[sturnsreckless]

spencer reid, chris sturniolo and tara yummy’s home town:

[joeshiestyslover]

first sight- c. sturniolo

pairing: chris sturniolo x influencer!reader

summary: you are an influencer who first gained traction on youtube for your makeup videos and daily vlogs. you and tara have been best friends since you two collaborated over a year ago. she invites you to her 1 mil party where you meet a very special triplet.

warnings: language, mentions of alcohol, fluff

masterlist

lowercase intended

parties were never really your thing. sure, parties are apart of the influence lifestyle, but you never found yourself desiring to go to a party, get drunk, and stay out until three a.m. however your best friend, tara, is the complete opposite. she loves going to and throwing parties. every time, she tries to drag you with her, but most times, you just stay at home, either making content for your fans or simply lying in bed.

recently, she hit one million subscribes on her youtube channel and she immediately began planning a huge party that she wanted filled to the brim with friends and other influencers. the first person she invited was you. you were hesitant at first, but knowing how important this was to her, you agreed.

“come on, y/n, you have to go! it’s not like there’ll be random people there. larray’s gonna be there, jake and johnnie will be there. just please come, or at least consider it.” tara begs you. you sigh, knowing that she really wants you there. “okay i’ll go, but i may not stay for very long.” she immediately grins from ear to ear. “thank you!” she pulls you in for a hug, “you’ll have so much fun i promise.” you laugh at her excitement. “yeah, yeah, i’m sure.” you respond playfully.

a few weeks pass and it’s the night of the party. tara helped you pick out a sparkly minidress that shows off the tattoos littering your arms and some heels. you have to admit, you look good. the way your makeup accentuates your features and the way your outfit clings to your body makes you feel untouchable.

tara walks out of her bathroom after she finishes changing and looks you up and down, a huge smile on her face. “oh my god you look so good!” you return her smile, “you ready to go?” you ask her and she nods. “let’s go!” she interlocks her arm with yours and you two walk out of her apartment towards a limousine waiting outside. “there’s no fucking way you got a limo” you laugh, loving the effort your best friend put into the party. “of course i did! we need to arrive with some style.” she responds, leading you to the back of the large vehicle.

you both slide in and see champagne and some chocolates in front of you. tara grabs the bottle and opens it, pouring the drink into two glasses, holding one out to you. you accept it and tara holds out her flute, tapping it against yours before the both of you take a drink. music is softly playing in the limo as you two drink your champagne and laugh about random things.

you and tara arrive at the party where there are already a ton of people inside. the music is blasting through the speakers and the moment tara walks in, people begin to cheer after seeing the guest of honor. tara grabs your hand and begins leading you somewhere. “let’s get a drink!” she yells over the music. you two go over to the bar where you order a tequila shot to loosen you up and a modelo with lime. you throw the shot back and grab the modelo, squeezing the lime into it. you look around and see another one of your good friends, larray. you turn to tara, “i’m gonna go mingle. i’ll catch up with you in a bit.” she simply nods and you walk over to larray, tapping him on the shoulder. he turns around and his face lights up when he sees you. “hey y/n!” he brings you in for a hug, “i’m surprised you’re here!” he smiles at you. “me too, but it’s a tara yummy party, so i just had to go.” larray laughs at that, “well i’m so glad you came!” you both engage in conversation, talking about everything that’s going on in both your lives (and talking some shit about people you both hate).

tara’s talking with a few of her friends when she sees chris and nick sturniolo walking in. she excuses herself from the conversation and walks over to the two boys. “you made it!” she hugs them both. “of course we did! we wouldn’t miss this for the world!” nick replies and chris smiles, scanning the crowd, seeing a few familiar faces. “well, have fun and enjoy yourselves! there’s a lot of cool people here!” her face then lights up. “in fact, there’s someone i want you two to meet! she’s so fucking cool! come on i’ll find her!” she walks through the large crowd with chris and nick trailing behind her. tara spots you with your back turned to her, talking to larray. “oh there she is!” she points to you and chris immediately takes notice to your dress and your large back tattoo peeking out the top of the dress. “y/n!” she yells towards you.

you hear your name being called, so you turn around, being met with a smiling tara and two guys who look the same. you return her smile and walk over to her and she throws her arm around your shoulders. “what’s up?” you ask. “i want you to meet a couple of my friends! this is chris and nick sturniolo!” you look up at them and stick your hand out for them to shake. “hi i’m y/n.” nick is the first to shake your hand before moving your hand in front of chris. he takes your hand and shakes it gently, and you swear you can feel a sort of electricity run through your body at his touch.

chris on the other hand, is absolutely entranced by you. he swears he has never seen such a perfect human being in his life. the way your hair perfectly frames your facial features and the way your dress perfectly fits your body, you’re perfect in his eyes. he soon realizes he’s staring, and he snaps back to reality and the only thing he can get out of his mouth is: “nice to meet you.” you give him a smile in return. “i’ve seen some of your youtube videos,” nick speaks up, “you’re so funny.” you giggle at his compliment. “thank you. i try.”

while you’re talking to the two boys, you can’t seem to keep your eyes off chris. he’s one of the hottest men you’ve ever seen in your life. he’s exactly your type, brown shaggy hair, blue eyes, not too tall but definitely taller than you. he just looks so perfect.

as you’re all talking, tara notices that chris’ gaze never leaves you. she smirks and turns to nick, “hey, can you come with me to grab a drink?” he shrugs, “sure.” tara and nick walk away, leaving you and chris alone. both of you stay silent for a moment, unsure of what to say. you rock back and forth on your heels before chris finally says something, “i umm, i like your tattoos.” you lift your arms slightly, “thank you.” you blush a little, a small smile forming on your face. “i’m sorry i don’t usually talk this little. parties aren’t really my thing.” you say, but chris shakes his head. “no i get it. tara mentioned you’re not a party person.” you nod, “yeah i’m not. so you’re a youtuber as well right? with your brothers?” you try to make conversation. “yeah, it’s me, nick, and our other brother, matt” he replies. “and where is matt tonight?” “he’s back home. he’s not a party person either.” you nod in understanding. “i think i’ve seen some clips of your youtube on my for you page. nick was right, you are really funny.” chris smiles at you. “thank you, chris.” you can feel the heat rising up to your cheeks.

chris stays silent for a moment, contemplating what to say. “i’m sorry i just have to tell you, you’re really pretty. like really pretty.” your eyes widen a little at how forward he’s being, but you smile at him nevertheless. “you’re so sweet chris. you’re really cute too.” you can see a blush forming on his cheeks as he looks down at the floor for a moment. he looks back up at you to say something but he’s interrupted by sam and colby calling out both your names. you look over and see the two of them walking over to you, colby immediately bringing you in for a quick hug while same daps up chris, them engaging in their own conversation. “hey y/n! how are you?” “i’m great! how’s the ghost hunting going?” you ask, smiling up at him. colby chuckles, “oh, y’know, same old, same old. you should come explore a haunted place with us some day.” you wince. you don’t do ghosts. “i don’t know about that colbs.” “oh come on, it’s so fun. just give it a chance.” you sigh, “i’ll think about it.” he nods, “i’ll accept that answer. hey, i’m gonna go make some rounds, but i’ll see you later, yeah?” “yeah of course! see ya.” he smiles and walks away with sam into the crowd.

you turn back to chris. “sorry, what were you saying?” he looks back at you. “i wanted to know if i could maybe get your number? we could go out sometime?” he asks nervously, fiddling with his fingers a bit. you grin, “i would love that chris.” he smiles and takes out his phone to hand it to you. you quickly type your number into his phone, handing it back to him. you two talk for a bit before tara and nick make their way back over to the two of you. “how are you guys doing over here?” she asks with a knowing look on her face. “we’re doing great.” chris tells her, smiling over at you. “well, i’m glad. y/n we should go find jake and johnnie. they’ve been asking about you” you nod and motion for her to lead the way, but before you go, you turn over to chris and nick, “it was nice meeting you guys,” you look at the younger triplet, “and text me sometime.” tara then leads you away from the two guys, navigating your way through the large crowd.

nick looks at chris, “so i’m assuming you shot your shot with her? after talking about her for weeks?” nick smiles at his younger brother. “yeah i did.” he smiles proudly, thanking the universe for giving him the chance to talk to you.

you and tara are walking through the crowd when she asks you: “so it went well with chris?” you nod, “yeah it did.” you blush a little at the thought of him. “i’m glad.” you raise an eyebrow, “you planned that didn’t you?” “sure did.”

a/n: def gonna make a part 2 to this

tags: @sassysturniolo2008 @chrissypook

[redroses07]

the definition of bisexual panic.

(so so happy for them btw)

[quinnysnursery]

little Tara where she usually likes going out on Friday nights but this Friday night was different

(AKA younger (19/20) year old cg takes care of little Tara! putting her in clothes that look like toddlers, cute socks, and has a cuddle night with You, Tara, and Sugar.)

[❤️] last friday night | tara yummy one-shot

paring : little!tara yummy x cg!fem!reader

summary : tara loves going partying...but sometimes staying in with her caregiver is more her forte

warning/extra tid-bits : use of y/n, SFW clothes changing scene, that's all!

word count : 593

divider credit : umm i found all the photos on pinterest :3 (roses from @saradika-graphics)

a/n : i actually hate wearing socks to bed and if you wear socks to bed i do judge you (not proof read, i'm just a girl!)

Tara’s phone vibrated against her leather couch, countless texts asking her if she was coming out tonight. She huffed out a frustrated breath, grabbing the cellular device and shutting it off completely- she wouldn’t need it tonight anyway.

On any typical Friday, she would be struggling to answer each of her friends whilst putting on an elaborate clubbing outfit. Tonight though, she sat happily on her deep-red persian rug, hair in pigtails and a fuzzy headspace cradling her brain.

“Tar! Come eat!” Her caregiver’s voice called out from the kitchen, Sugar was quick to leap off the couch and scamper off into the kitchen- paws pittering against the hardwood floor.

Tara followed after the beloved pup soon after, giggling that Sugar was going “too fast!”. “I made nuggets, is that okay?” Y/n asked, already plating the vegan nuggets onto a princess plate. 

“Mhm! T’ank ‘ou!” Tara smiled, hopping onto the kitchen counter barstool and swinging her feet against the air. Y/n smiled at her girl, placing the princess-themed plate in front of her and quickly fixing a stray hair that fell in front of Tara’s face.

“No feeding Sugar, he’s already had his food.” Y/n reminded gently, much to Sugar’s dismay. Tara grumbled about this too, but quickly got to eating her dinner. 

“Mama’s gonna pick out your PJ’s. Be right back.” The carer said, pressing a quick kiss to Tara’s temple before exiting the kitchen and making her way upstairs. You pushed open the door to Tara’s nursery, the soft pink glow from various different fairy lights inviting you in the room.

The nursery always smelled of powdery roses, thanks to the candle warmer that sat atop the dresser. Y/n tugged open the pajama drawer, looking over the various different options. Eventually settling for a set of cotton polka dot pajamas and frilly white socks. 

Not long after, Tara’s dishes were in the sink and Y/n was helping her change into said pajamas. “Arms up!” The caregiver chimed, Tara giggled as she obeyed. 

Y/n quickly hooked the polka dot shirt over Tara’s head and arms, pulling it down. “All done!” Tara giggled, earning a genuine smile from her carer. 

“Go brush your teeth and mama’ll put on a movie.” Y/n smiled, Tara nodded and called Sugar to “help” her. 

Grabbing the remote off of the dresser, Y/n flicked on the TV and scrolled through the countless streaming apps, eventually deciding on Disney+. She scrolled through the profiles, passing Jake, Carrington and Johnnie’s before clicking on Tara’s- smiling at the little’s Vanellope Von Schweetz profile picture. 

Just as Y/n was about to call out, asking what the regressed girl wanted to watch- Tara shouted through a sudsy mouth, “I wan’ wa’ch, ‘punzel!” 

The caregiver chuckled, finding the requested movie and pausing it before the intro could begin playing. Soon enough, Tara came out of the bathroom with Sugar following closely behind. 

The trio laid on the soft bed, a nest of pillows and blankets just waiting to be cuddled with. It didn’t take long for Tara to curl up in her caregivers arms, Sugar resting at the end of bed- already half asleep.

Y/n made sure to hit play on the movie before fully cuddling up to Tara, allowing her little to fully sink into her arms- big brown eyes fixated on the TV screen. 

The soft glow from the fairylights paired with the powdery aroma soon soothed both Y/n and Tara into a deep, restful sleep- soft snores filling the room.

taglist !! :

@mattssturnz @littlestar44 @graceslittlecorner @zivall

@hrtz4alex2211 @bimbob1tch @sturnsxplr-25 @cherry-red-heart

@pr3ttyf4wn @frlinbruh @jazminepetit-homme @raynaaxx

@tyummyz @starri-nightss @cyberskulzzz @nicksbestie

@urfavbestiee @nicksloverrr @babybatxxx @ivysturnss

@babybatxxx @emogxilbert

[christhopersturniolo]

me trying to control my wild thoughts about the triplets

[quinnynation]

Tara x fem!raver!reader headcannons plss? c:

party like a rockstar ᯓᡣ𐭩 headcannons

pairing : tara yummy x fem!raver!reader [no smut]

divider credit : pics from pinterest, checker dividers from @thecutestgrotto

👽 if she's the queen of clubbing, you're the queen of raves

💓 she was a bit intimidated by the amount accidental shoving

🏁 but you look out for her

🧪 always helping you make kandi and diy accessories

👽 you always get so hyped when they play the song she did with 6arely human

💓 "THATS MY GIRLFRIEND SINGING!!"

🏁 always helps you put together the best outfits

🧪 loves watching you dance at raves, she loves seeing you be yourself unapologetically

a/n : i lowkey hate this😞

[pr3ttyf4wn]

Don't Ya Wish U Were Us?? ◇ ◇ Shifters ⋆·˚ ༘ *

Tara Yummy "She's gorgeous and the animals she shifts into are gorgeous too. You'll never see a prettier calico cat then one that Tara transformed into."

Sophomore. Biology Major. Her shifting is ONLY animals - she tried to shift into a person once. Never again. Lead Singer of The Phoenix's. She's always drinking a slushie. Wearing the least amount of clothes while still staying very decent- don't judge. It helps with her shifting. "Can we please get slushies from the 7/11. Please, Quen" "Fine. Fine! Lets go." "c:"

Quen Blackwell " She shifted into the principal and made all of our student I.D cards this year. They didn't find the principal for like...2 weeks."

Sophomore. Dance Major. Plays the keyboard for The Phoenix's. Her shifting is ONLY humans. Always wearing baby tee's. Lipgloss on hand at ALL times. "Can Quen Blackwell come down to the Dean's office?" "Did they seriously find out that fast? New record Mrs.C."

Larri Marritt "You do NOT want to fuck with him or his friends. He'll rock your shit."

Sophomore. Plays the drums for The Phoenix's. He can shift into his surroundings- like a chameleon, which conveniently also happens to be his stage name. Photography Major. Music is always blasting in his headphones wherever he goes. "It's not even that big of a deal that im listening to music. I can hear Professer Thompson just fine. "

[aniesvision]

𝑾𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕?

𐂃𐂂 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒙 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑭! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ⚠︎+18

𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒔, 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒋𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒔, 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 (𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒙 𝒄𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔), 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒑𝒆𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 (𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍, 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝒔𝒍𝒖𝒕), 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔! 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕, 𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒍 (𝒇! 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎! 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈), 𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒗, 𝒓𝒂𝒘 (𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕), 𝒑𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒎𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆

𝚊/𝚗: 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒆, 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 2, 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓: 𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 ☕︎

𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜: 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝒈𝒐 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏

|Tara|Reader|Nick|Chris|Matt|Larray

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-Are you almost done? -Tara asks, taking a shot of tequila. 

She couldn't wait until the party to start drinking, but I didn't care at all. I giggle at her and finish adding the final touches to my makeup, making a pop sound with my lips to spread the lipgloss just right.  

-Yeah, I'm ready. 

I turn around to gather my things, throwing them all in a purse and taking a quick last look at myself in the mirror. We called an Uber and took some photos on the way to the giant house where the influencer's party was going on.

Many people are in the front yard, holding red cups and joints. Inside the house, the smell of alcohol and smoke immediately hit my nose, and Tara was quick to grab my hand and drag me with her to the bar area. We both make our orders, waiting for them and examining the room. There are a lot of knowing faces, random ones, people I don't like, and people I get along with. Before we could leave the bar area to explore more, Tara made me take a couple of shots of vodka with her to start the night.  

Tara is normally so easy to talk to, and she talks to every single person who passes by us, making me wait patiently for her to stop so we can go dance or do something other than talk to strangers.

The alcohol slowly hits me, making it easier to socialize and let loose. She knows me enough to see when I'm finally in a good mood, holding my hands and throwing them in the air as we dance on the dancefloor. I was already a bit tipsy, moving my hips side to side to the rhythm of the song, playfully winking at my friend as I passed my hands along my body sensually.  

I love going out with Tara, but we're so different from each other. She's easygoing, funny, and an extrovert, while I prefer to be on my own, talk to a small group, and keep it comfortable. I'm not usually into going out of my comfort zone, but since I met her she's been making me do a lot I wouldn't normally do and somehow she makes it look fun.  

-Look, your three favorite guys are here! -She yells for me to hear over the music playing, and I turn my head to the side to see Nick, Matt, and Chris greeting a few people.  

I smile, feeling more at ease. I met the triplets way before I met Tara. To be honest, they were the ones who introduced us. We've been through a lot together already and they have become my best friends over the last year, being around them always makes me feel safe.  

I pulled her by the hand in their direction, waiting for the other people to leave so I could talk to them. Nick was the first to notice us, smiling and wrapping his arms around my waist in a hug.  

-Heyyy girl. -He says, making me giggle happily and hug him back.  

-Hey handsome! -I reply, pulling away so I can hug the other two.  

We all say hi and walk together to an empty table nearby. We all sit down and start talking about our last days, Tara leaves for a few minutes just to get back with two shots in her hands, one for each of us. 

-Cheers, bitch! -She yells before drinking it.  

I roll my eyes with a smile, doing the same and making a face at the taste.  

-What the fuck is that? -I ask, setting the shot cup down on the table. 

-Tequila, with a special touch. -She winks at me, sitting next to me once more.  

I shake my head, already knowing what she meant, and I just keep chatting with the three confused faces in front of me. It'd be best if they didn't know what me and Tara were doing besides just drinking now. It's not uncommon, but it's not a frequent thing, we just do it whenever it gets boring or we just want to have some extra fun, she didn't even mention that we were going to do it before we left, or even warned me before I took the shot, but honestly I don't really mind, I do need to have some fun anyways.  

We all keep talking and after a few minutes, I feel everything hitting me at the same time. The countless drinks, shots, the last shot, the lights were so bright and the song was so good.

-Let's dance! -I say, interlocking my fingers with Tara's and guiding her with me back to the dancefloor.  

Of course, Tara was the only one able to make this other version of me pop out. The fun, careless, free soul, that didn't care about the consequences. And, of course, she was so out of herself already too, anyone could see it. I wrap my arms around her shoulders, dancing and lip-syncing the words of One Of The Girls- The Weeknd (with Jennie and Lily Rose Depp).

I can't even start explaining what happened, my mind was too absorbed by all the things I consumed to realize when someone called Tara to do something else and she pecked my lips before leaving me alone.

When I finally realize I'm alone, I decide to go grab myself another drink, but a non-alcoholic one this time. I walk all smiley to the bar area, asking for water and leaning against the counter to wait. I take a few sips, ready to go find Tara or a familiar face when I see Larray. He walks in my direction with a cup in hand, hugging me and updating me about his night so far. I tell him about mine too, and his eyes widen when I mention the small kiss Tara gave me before leaving to be with other friends.  

-I thought she was straight. -He says, making me laugh. 

-She is, it's just a friendly peck, it doesn't mean anything. -I shrug, taking a few more sips of my water.  

-Makes sense. -He nods, tilting his head slightly.  

I look around, meeting Nick with my eyes and telling Larray I am going to talk to the triplets, and he says he's going to meet other people, giving me a quick hug, pecking my lips quickly just like Tara did to joke with me.  

I move to the table where Nick, Matt, and Chris are and before I can even sit down Nick starts saying.  

-How the fuck did you manage to kiss a straight girl and a gay guy on the same night?!  

I laugh at his tone, taking a seat on the edge of the booth across from him, next to Chris.  

-I don't know, honestly. -I reply, setting my water bottle on the table. 

He shakes his head and stands, warning us he is going to the bathroom.  

-So, who's the next victim? -Chris asks, making me turn my head to face him.  

He has an amused expression on his face, his legs slightly parted and one of his hands playing with his empty red cup.  

He makes it so hard to ignore how fucking handsome he is, especially when I'm so out of my usual self, all bold and carefree, nothing like the shy version I am when I'm sober.  

-Should be a straight guy, but I think the guys I'd kiss wouldn't kiss me back. -I say, shrugging and looking down at my water bottle, trying not to be so obvious. 

-You're staying the night at ours? -I hear Matt's voice breaking the small silence, looking at his phone. -I just texted Nick, he wants to stay, but I was thinking of leaving. -He explains, making me think of his question. 

-You can stay in my room. -Chris is quick to say, getting my attention back to him. -Maybe you can tell me who're the straight guys you'd kiss. -He smirks, making me bite my lips to hold my smile.  

Is he flirting with me? He looks like he's flirting. Am I so out of this world that I'm imagining things?  

-Fuck no, as much as I love you guys, I don't want to hear your sounds all night. -Matt makes a disgusted face, looking between me and Chris.  

I have no idea what came over me, the next words simply left my mouth before I could even think of it.  

-If you don't wanna hear it you can shove your dick in my mouth to keep me quiet.  

All eyes immediately widen with my words, including mine. I cover my mouth with my hand when I realize what I just said, Chris laughing after the shock and Matt standing up with his keys in hand, grabbing my hand.  

-You're way too drunk to be out now, we'll take you home. Come on, Chris, we're leaving. -He says, not even giving Chris any options.  

I start laughing at what happened, my body not giving me a chance to truly think of the consequences of my words, just finding it all too funny. I walk in front of the guys, waving at a few people as I make my way to the front door of the house. 

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In the meanwhile, Matt and Chris stay behind, walking side by side, Chris still with a smile on his face and Matt with a serious one. He sighs, talking to his brother on a level no one could hear but them.  

-You think she was talking about us? -Matt asks, curious, but not showing any emotions in his tone.  

-The kiss thing? Yeah, maybe. -Chris replies, nonchalantly.  

-Do you think she'd do more than that? -Matt keeps asking, not giving his brother any looks, keeping his eyes on you to make sure you are alright, and going to the front door. 

-Probably? I have no idea, bro. -Chris gives his brother a side-eye, a bit confused by the sudden suggestive questions.   

-It's just... seemed like she was talking about doing it with us at the same time.  

Matt furrows his eyebrows, passing his hand through his hair nervously, eyes still on you. Chris stays silent for a while, thinking of where his brother is going with all this.  

-You wanna do it? -Chris asks, confused, shocked, but also amused.  

How is he just hearing his own triplet brother considering a threesome with one of their closest friends?  

-No... I mean... No, I don't know, I was just wondering.  

You suddenly stop, meeting Tara and talking to her. Chris takes the chance to truly talk to his brother about it, turning his body to face his brother.  

-Are you really thinking about it? Like, you're considering doing it? -Chris asks, in an unintentionally julging tone.  

Matt looks deep into his brother's eyes for a second, then looks away. 

-No, of course not, it'd be weird. -His voice sounded different tho, and of course, Chris noticed.  

-We've seen each other naked lots of times and obviously, you're one of the only people I trust with my life. I also love and trust her, she's one of our best friends, so if you want to try it and see how it goes, I'm down. We can always stop if it's weird.  

Chris's words take Matt by surprise, his eyes widening when he sees the honesty in his brother's eyes, indicating he is telling the truth. It takes Matt a few more seconds to nod, accepting it quietly. None of them talked about it anymore, Matt keeping his free hand on your back to guide you to his car when you were done talking to Tara.  

All the way back home was quiet. You giggled a little, Chris kept his eyes on his phone, in charge of the songs, and Matt tried his best to focus on driving.  

Chris is the first to leave the car when Matt parked it in their garage, opening the door for you and helping you out. All of you climb upstairs to the living room, you sit down and Matt hands you a glass of water. There's a moment of silence, Matt and Chris exchanging a look and Chris picking up the silent interaction. He moves closer to you, sitting next to you on the couch and looking at you.  

You smile at Chris, not knowing why y'all have been silent, suddenly realizing the tension and laughing. 

-What? -You ask, tilting your head.  

It's like Chris didn't know what to say, but he knew he needed to start it if they were actually doing something. And for some reason, the idea was all his mind could process, he didn't stop thinking of how it would be like, feel like, sound like. He takes a deep breath before raising his hand to your cheek, cupping it gently.  

You keep eye contact, confused, but don't have any chance to ask what's happening before Chris' lips are on yours.

His lips were so soft and gentle against yours, like he was unsure if you'd kiss him back, but when you don't pull away he deepens it. You happily kiss him back, wrapping your hands around his neck to pull him closer, your tongues now battleling together. You forgot Matt was there for a while, but when Chris pulls back to catch his air, your eyes fall on Matt's. 

Chris also looks at Matt, like he is telling his brother to just go for it. Matt stands and takes large steps in your direction, not even bothering to sit down, kissing you and letting all of his doubts die right there.  

You don't even try to process what is happening, too immersed in the moment to even care.  

While you kiss Matt, Chris looks you up and down, licking his lips and placing his hand on your thigh. When you gasp, Matt takes the opportunity to slide his tongue into your mouth.

Chris' hand keeps moving forward, his eyes darkening when he sees the way you look at Matt when you separate. It's like the atmosphere changed, and no one could deny it anymore.  

Chris uses his free hand to grab your jaw, turning your face back to his, a small smirk on his lips when he sees your pupils dilating when his hand finds your inner thigh.  

-Do you want this? -He asks, more like he was teasing you than asking for your consent. 

You nod impatiently and he chuckles, his fingertips almost reaching the place you wanted them, but he moves so painfully slow. He leans to whisper in your ear. 

-Such a slut for wanting us both. -His lips move to your neck, licking, kissing, and nibbling your skin.  

You sigh in response and close your eyes, which makes Matt sit on your other side, moving a strand of hair out of your face and behind your ear.  

-You're so beautiful. -Matt mumbles, kissing your cheek and slapping Chris' hand away from your jaw so he can kiss you again. 

When Matt's lips finally meet yours once more, Chris' hand meets your covered wetness, his middle finger drawing circles on your clit.  

-So fucking wet. -Chris announces, looking down at his hand, following every move of his fingers with his eyes.  

You can't help but gasp, trying to keep up with Matt's kiss. You never had two people pleasuring you at the same time and you were so sure this was going to be the end of you. 

Matt's hands reach the hem of your crop top, lifting it over your head, throwing the fabric on the floor, and cupping one of your boobs, kissing you hungrily again. You moan against his lips and Chris slides his hand under your panties, shoving one finger in you. The sound you made only encouraged both of the boys to keep going.

Matt gives you no time to catch your breath, unclasping your bra and attacking your nipples. You throw your head back, one of your hands gripping Matt's hair and the other holding Chris's wrist close to where you needed it.  

The moans that left your lips were enough to make Chris hard, his eyes so focused on his movements, wanting to hear more of the sweet melody you were providing him. As for Matt, he didn't need to hear you, he was hard since you were all in the car, just with his own mind. He thought of so many possibilities, and although part of him was still shy and nervous about this, he wanted to do this with you for quite some time, but he'd never act on it, not until now, not until you gave him the sign, and if you wanted his brother to participate, so fuck it, he'd do it.  

-Chris... -You moan when he adds another finger. 

Chris smirks at the way his name sounds coming from you, his pace fastening by the second, making you squirm on the couch.  

Matt stops just to watch you, by the way you were contorting your face he knew you were so close. He kneels in front of you, resting his hands on your knees and pushing your legs open. It only makes Chris's fingers hit you deeper and the moan you let out is breathtaking. Chris feels your walls clenching and squeezing his fingers and not even a second later you come undone. He moves his fingers out of you slowly, his eyes following just to see the beautiful sight of your juices covering them.  

-I need to taste you. -Matt whispers, helping you take out your skirt and panties. He admires your body for a few seconds, stopping by your pretty pussy in front of him. So close, he needed to feel you, to make you moan his name louder than his brother's.  

Matt buries his face in between your legs without giving you any time to breathe, his tongue licking a strap from your hole to your clit, zigzagging and drawing eights on your clit. You try to close your legs, but it only makes him hungrier for you, pushing your legs open and exploring every single spot, the taste of you was simply addicting.  

-Oh, fuck... -You moan shakily, making Chris chuckle at your desperate tone.  

Chris places his free hand on your cheek, making you look at him, and he licks his fingers clean before kissing you again. You whine against his lips, your body can't stay quiet and your hips are involuntarily rolling against Matt's lips.  

-Taste so good, sweetheart. -He kisses your clit.

-I think I'm gonna need to taste you a lot more.  

Matt raises one hand to apply pressure on your clit with his thumb and he slides his tongue in your hole, tongue-fucking you. It makes you almost scream, your moan is loud, but muffled by Chris.  

-Matt, oh my God. -You pull away from Chris, your hand pulling Matt closer, legs already shaking and squeezing his head.  

The way Matt looks up at you is enough for you to reach your climax for the second time.  

Matt licks you clean and takes his shirt off, his bulge visible.  

-Think you can take more, sweetheart? -He asks, smirking down at you.  

You nod, panting heavily, and he extends his hand for you to grab.  

Matt nods his head to Chris, indicating him to go to Matt's room. Chris follows quickly behind, closing and locking the door behind him. He reaches for Matt's desk chair and sits on it, just watching as Matt helps you lay on his bed.  

Matt explores your body with his fingertips, hovering over you and smiling at how fast you are breathing. You bite your lips when you feel his fingers getting closer to your sensitivity, your legs still shaking from your previous orgasms.  

-Need some time to breathe, beautiful? -He asks, with a devilish smile.  

When you nod, he stands again, unbuckling his pants while maintaining eye contact. He kicks his jeans away, your eyes focusing on the sight of him, just in his boxers, the print of his hard dick making you gasp. You hear Chris standing from the chair, throwing his shirt aside, and doing the same as Matt. It was no surprise to you that your friends were hot, but you didn't know they were so hot. 

As if Chris knew what his brother was thinking, he sat on the edge of the bed, nodding to Matt with a smile.  

Matt moves closer to you again, making you sit upright. You look at him with desire, your hands moving without him needing to tell you what to do. You reach the waistband of his boxers, curving your fingers in it and pressing a quick kiss over it. His hands go to your hair, make shifting a ponytail, and he leaves the rest to you. Soon enough his last piece of clothing was on the floor and you were showering him with kisses down to his base, licking it up to his tip and engulfing all you could, using your hand to stroke the rest.  

Matt's eyes roll back and the groans he makes only fuel your need to move your head faster. His hand guides your pace, and your tongue swirls around his shaft, exploring all you can from him. Your eyes meet his, the desire written all over your face, it was so obvious you were enjoying it as much as he was and that was so hot to him.  

-Look so pretty with my dick in your mouth. -He praises, making you moan. 

It's like your whole body reacts and you can't help but clench around nothing.  

Chris waits patiently, watching as you take his brother, his mind wondering how it must feel to have you like this. He didn't care to wait, he knew his brothers wanted it way more than him just by the talk they had earlier, and he also was weirdly enjoying the sight. Of course his eyes were only on you, nothing else, he only cared about how you sounded, how you looked, how gorgeous you looked right now, how the fuck he never thought about fucking you?  

It doesn't take long for Matt to burst into your mouth, filling your throat with his warm seed, not giving you any choice but to taste all of him. And you do, looking at him while you do it, it almost makes him fall to his knees.  

-Holy fuck, you're perfect. -Matt whispers, out of breath, making you smile.  

-Yeah, you had your fun, now it's my turn. -Chris says, the lack of patience showing through his tone, he waited long enough.  

Matt rolls his eyes, laying down in the empty space of his bed and watching as his brother kissed you, not even caring that you just had his brother's dick in your mouth, he only cared about having you, and now.  

He kissed you hungrily, hovering over you and slowly moving his lips to your neck, leaving a big purple mark. He slides off his boxers, stroking his dick a couple of times before sliding it teasingly up and down your folds.  

-I need to fuck you. -Chris whispers in your ear, and your entire body shivers with his words.  

-So fuck me. -You reply, and he doesn't waste any time, thrusting into you. 

You gasp at the feeling, your walls stretching to adjust to his size, and he moves slowly at first, giving you time to get used to it, but when you do he pounds into you mercilessly.

His forearm keeps him up and with his other arm, he reaches your neck, choking you lightly. The way you seem to respond only makes him want you more, his lips finding yours in a sloppy kiss.  

-Fuck, you feel so good. -He buries his head on your shoulder, his grip on your neck tightening. 

You can't even think about a word, your mind consumed by the pleasure. He moves his hand to lift your leg, resting it over his shoulder, hitting deeper spots in you, your loud moans making him look down at you with a smirk. Chris slaps your face, not too hard, but hard enough to leave a red mark.  

-Shut up, slut, Matt said he didn't want to hear us, remember? -He taunts, giving Matt a playful look.  

You can't help but get wetter, your third orgasm of the night forming. Tears start to well up in the corners of your eyes and Chris feels you clenching.  

-Already close, baby? -He mocks, and all you can do is nod pathetically.  

-Cum for me. -Chris says, and you immediately comply, as your body responds to his words.  

With a loud moan, you find yourself coming undone once more, and a few seconds later Chris fills you up with his seed, painting your walls white. He stays inside of you, your foreheads together as you both catch your breath, his eyes looking at you with a softness now that didn't match the way he just fucked you. He kisses you, gently this time, and slides off of you, swallowing your whine when you feel both your liquids dripping down your legs.  

Chris smiles at you, picking up his clothes from the ground and wiping some sweat off his face. He looks at Matt, pointing at you. 

-She's all yours now.  

He winks at you before leaving the room. You look at Matt, his eyes already on you. 

-You okay? -He asks, in a soft tone.  

-Yeah. -You reply, panting heavily. 

He giggles at your response, kissing your forehead and mumbling a quick "I'll be right back" before also leaving the room. You close your eyes, feeling tired and dizzy. Doesn't take long for Matt to come back with your clothes in his hands and a glass of water with aspirin. He sets your clothes on his desk and hands you the water with medicine, getting a long t-shirt of his and two new pairs of boxers.  

-Here, let me help you. -He says, sliding his boxers up your legs and the t-shirt on your body. 

⋆⁺₊⋆End of 3rd person⋆⁺₊⋆

He wears his new pair of boxers too and quickly cleans up the mess, changing the sheets. We lay down together and he pulls me onto his chest, wrapping his hand around my waist and kissing the top of my head. 

-I'm sorry if tonight was weird or too much, I hope you had fun. -He says, gently rubbing my back. 

-It was awesome, Matt. I'm sorry if I was weird or too much too, I know that was... unexpected. -I giggle. 

-It's alright. Maybe we can do it again but just the two of us, y'know? -He fixes my hair, moving some strands behind my ear.  

-I'd love to. -I smile. 

He leans to kiss me, slowly and gently, pecking my lips a couple of times before pulling away. 

-Alright, sweetheart, let's get some rest now.  

Matt turned my body to the side so we could sleep together, his arm still around my waist and my back touching his chest. I was incredibly tired so I quickly fell asleep, it was so easy after all that and being held by Matt. I still can't believe what happened, but I can't wait to wake up and maybe do what Matt suggested, just the two of us. 

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