meet 𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒂!
she/her. brown hair. ambivert. matt girl. downtown girl. hispanic. editor. fawns. music. role model. nerd.
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meet 𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒂!
she/her. brown hair. ambivert. matt girl. downtown girl. hispanic. editor. fawns. music. role model. nerd.
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“do you feel it?” . . . chris sturniolo ⋆. 𐙚 ̊
. . . ⓘ about .ᐟ — youre forced to sit on fwb!chris’ lap during a car ride. things dont go smoothly.
. . . ⚠︎ warnings .ᐟ — fingering, public sex, kissing, smut :3
“ do you feel it rubbing up against you? “
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“dont make it weird.” you grumble. you could already feel the embarrassment rush through your neck and up to your cheeks when chris decided to get ‘comfortable’ every few seconds. just a bit too often.
“y’know i cant promise y’that, ma.” he whispers, careful enough not to let his brothers hear. once he grabs your attention, he softly moves his hands around your waist and down to your thighs. “cant help myself.”
he grins at the feeling of your skin trembling. your breath becoming more shallow by each breath. “chris,” you quickly grab his wrist, stopping him from getting closer to somewhere he shouldnt be. “not here.”
“i’ll be quick, yeah?” the feeling of chris’ lips against your neck makes your stomach flutter. you couldn’t help but subconsciously lean into his touch. he watches the car mirror closely—making sure you werent in the view. “fuck,” you sigh.
he moves one of his hands up to your jaw, leaning your head back against his shoulder before fully covering your mouth. “be quiet, ma.” his voice barely above a whisper as he speaks to you. you nod your head in response and he doesnt waste any time.
with his free hand, he carefully unbuttons your jeans. you lift your hips up and he slides them down smoothly. without a word, he plants his thumb against your clit, rubbing small circles in a slow pace.
you let out a muffled moan against his palm—his hand applying pressure to your face as a warning. “quiet.” he watches as your chest rises faster every second, as well as his fingers.
thankfully, the noise of the radio playing a song you cant quite focus on at the moment, is drowning out your soft cries. you begin to panic when chris enters his fingers inside of you. a muffled—but loud whimper, slips from your lips.
chris’ eyes snap open as you whimper—snapping him out of his short but amazing dream. a dream where he didnt have to be hiding your sweet moans. a dream where he has you bent over his bed as he fucks you from behind.
he groans softly when you start moving your hips against him. your body burning up impossibly hotter when you move against his bulge.
he notices when you begin to get hesitant, when you begin to move slower, and when you begin to get nervous. he tightens his grip on your thighs and pulls your head back slightly. just close enough for him to whisper in your ear.
“do you feel it?” he groans.
you try and nod, but the feeling of his fingers curling inside you while you grind against him is insanely distracting. “do you feel it rubbing up against you?” he says with a grin.
you let out a choked sob at his words, your stomach tightening when he finds a spot that sends you over the edge. you moan; completey oblivious about the fact that nick and matt where in the same car as you.
“i asked you a question,” he somewhat growls, his fingers moving in a faster rhythm. “cmon.”
“mmmhm—“ you cry. the knot in your stomach bursting at his unbearable pace, along with the bumpy road. your orgasm washes over you like a wave. you throw your head back against his shoulder and sob into the palm of his hand.
he removes his fingers and slowly sucks his fingers clean before removing his other hand from your face. your lips wet and open slightly as you tried to catch your breath. “s’good f’me.”
as you try and catch your breath, chris cant ignore the fact that he’s painfully hard. right. now. he throws his head back against the car seat and moves his hands up and under your shirt.
you look back at him with hooded eyes. your cheeks flushed a faint pink. “chris—“ as you look back at him, you cant help but feel, and notice how desperate he is.
“help me—please.. mama?,”
a/n: . . . this idea came to me when i saw an edit of him saying this to nick on stream like wtfff im wet. #needthat
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. . . ⓘ about .ᐟ — random flirtatious texts with bf!chris
. . . ⚠︎ warnings .ᐟ — includes slight use of inappropriate language , slight use of inappropriate scenery , fluff!!!
“ whatever you say, angel “
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CAN YOU PLEASEEE WRITE SOMETHING WITH loser!nerd!matt 🙏🙏🙏🙏
ballad of a homeschooled girl ⋆📝₊˚⊹♡
(smut, sub&switch!matt, riding, more.)
sweat fell from the tip of matt’s nose, his glasses fogging up slightly as he threw his head back, your hips grinded against his clothed length slowly. he was supposed to be helping you study for your AP english exam, but you just couldn’t help but get distracted by his charming looks.
the way his black framed glasses perfectly fit on his face like a puzzle piece, his soft brunette hair falling over his forehead delicately. his hands gripped your waist tighter, he let out a soft groan at your hip movements.
“f—feels so good baby…makin’ me feel so good..” he lightly moaned, his words only seemed to arouse you more as you created a wet patch on his pants. “yeah? you think you can take it?” you teased, your manicured hand traveling from his hair down to his cock, that longed to be touched.
“yes—yes please!” he pleaded, you continued to grind against him, watching him whimper and whine beneath you, begging you for more as you teasingly stroked his hard length, you leaned in and gently connected your lips to his.
the kiss muffled his complaints and moans, he placed a hand on the side of your neck, deepening the kiss as he moaned into your mouth desperately, longing for more. he needed you, he needed you inside him. matt whined at the loss of contact as you pulled away.
you smirked, knowing what he wanted. “use your words matt, tell me what you want baby.” you encouraged, pushing his glasses up on his face.
“need you, ma, need to feel you inside me.” matt replied, helping you slide your skirt off as you helped him unbuckle his belt and slip his jeans off. matt whimpered as you bounced against his bare dick, the pleasure overwhelming him.
“such a good boy for me..” you praised, matt looked up at you on his lap. he held your hips, helping you grind against him. “gettin’ tired?” he chuckled. you rolled your eyes at him, but gasping as he grabbed your waist, flipping you both over so that he was now on top. he reached underneath your laced bra, feeling and squeezing your boobs, his thumbs slowly circling your hard nipples.
“you’re a bad girl, y’know. teasin’ me while i’m trying to help you study? how are you gonna pass that exam without me, hm?” he questioned, a dominance you rarely ever see from him beginning to shine.
your breath hitched as he reached into your underwear, running his finger against your wet folds before plunging his thumb into you, circling your clit slowly but teasingly, just as you were doing to him before.
all you knew, was that you weren’t going to be able to study. it was for sure going to be a longggg night.
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nerd!loser!matt getting fed up with the constant teasing and degradation from you and taking his glasses and nerdy clothes off to prove his dominance 😋😵💫
came 🤣
you try to get guitarist!matt to listen to one taylor swift song since he apparently “hates” her music
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“matt im telling you, one song wouldn’t hurt you. or are you just too scared you’ll like it?” you felt the chillest breeze outside and decided to play folklore on repeat because who wouldn’t? anyway, matt was fed up with hearing about “some girl complaining about her failed relationships” but you couldn’t care less.
“sweetheart, it’s literally just the same song but about a different guy. she’s too overplayed i don’t get how you like that shit” he scoffs, making his way around the couch. “everyone says that though, you’ve only heard her pop songs that why — her other songs are masterpieces. all of her lyrics are basically me.” you sarcastically say — but not really.
as he sits down on the cushion you scoot your way over to him, laying your head on his shoulder. “pleaseee just one song? i promise you’ll like it, well hopefully i dont know.” you ask with a smile, he lets out a sigh and finally agrees. “yeah sure come on, show me this song then sweetheart.”
you now have the biggest smile on your face and get up from your comfortable position, and turn to make your way to your shared room to grab headphones “wait here” you excitedly say, as if he would vanish the second you were gone.
when you came back with the black bulky headphones he was already looking your way, smiling at your excited state. “this better be good if you’re this happy about this, if i don’t like the song and its some girly girl pop shit, m’clowning your ass for it.” he jokes when putting on the headphones and adjusting them, you were a little nervous — it was obviously something he would never in a million years listen to on his own but he always shows you his music so whats the worst that can happen ?
you figured why not something from your favorite album of hers, folklore. you were going through the tracklist trying to figure out which song until you were pulled out of your thoughts by matt groaning. “come on sweetheart, m’falling asleep over here” he fakes yawns and rubs at his eyes. “shush i have the song ready, now listen its my favorite!”
you click on the song and look up at him to watch his reaction, you obviously can’t hear the music but you already know how it goes “i’ve been having a hard time adjusting, i had the shiniest wheels now they’re rusting.”
as the song continues to play you can see matt swaying a little, you smile when you notice the amusement on his face. the bridge of the song starts up and he stops all movement, listening carefully as the lyrics spew into his ears. he looks over at you in disbelief, jaw dropped as the song now fades out and he’s slipping off the headphones.
“sweetheart thats you’re favorite song?” he says sniffling “well y-yeah? why is it bad?” you ask confused “no, not at all- s’just really fucking sad” he said chuckles before pulling you into a hug “if y’think thats sad then i need to show you more”
“her music s’not that bad i guess..” he says sarcastically “matt please- you were damn near crying i don’t wanna hear it.”
- avery’s note ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆。-
i love folklore. i AM folklore. anywayyy new blurb!!! im so happyyyy i finally finished ONE of my drafts 😭😭
wait omg i forgot to tag you @bluestriips ik you like guitarist!matt !!
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ALEXAAA HRUUU?
honestly not the best but im managing , wbu?????? :)
when the fluff is so good it leaves you all flustered and kicking your feet
CHOKE ME WITH THOSE HANDS TIL I SEE THE LIGHT IM BEGGING ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
I DIDN’T KNOW THIS WAS A WHORE HOUSE OMG
DONT PLAY W ME .
Matt with a flower in his hair makes me wanna squish his cheeks so BAD 😭
Whatever he wants. Whatever THE FUCK HE WANTS I’LL DO IT.
Screenshots from this edit <33
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my princess 😍
matt knew that you were a bit sensitive during intercourse, and because of that he would respect you and your boundaries.but today was different.you had purposely asked matt prior to not hold himself back this time. he had resisted almost everytime you asked always using the same excuse: “i dont wanna hurt you m’love.”“itll be too much.”but yet you ended up together with matt towering over you, one hand placed onto your clit and the other on your hip to keep you steady as he thrusted into you.you threw your head back in pleasurable pain, loving the feeling that he wasnt going in his usual slow pace as he used to. you let the painful whimpers slip from your lips as he kept going. “m—matt,”he rubbed his thumb harshly along the bulb of your clit, to quickly slipping his fingers inside you. still not stopping his thrusts as he did so. you squeezed your legs together in an attempt to push him away. your mind fogging up making you completely forget what you had said earlier.“legs apart.” he husks, thrusting harsher by the second. you cried out his name in sobs, your legs falling weak from tiredness. “too—much—“ he gave you a deep thrust in response. matts lips curling into a smile from your words. “this is what you wanted, so take it.”you were now close to your second orgasm of the night, your core tightening up as it grew deep inside you.“gonna cum!”“yeah? cum for me darling,”you were already overstimulated by your second orgasm. (This is what you wrote so far)
“SUNFLOWER”
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matt knew that you were a bit sensitive during intercourse, so, we would respect you and your boundaries.
but today was different.
you had purposely asked matt prior to the intercourse to not hold himself back this time. he had resisted about everytime youve asked him, using the same excuse:
“i dont wanna hurt you.”
“itll be too much.”
instead, he finally gave in.
“fuck it.”
and now you ended up having matt hovering over you while you lay beneath him. he stared hazily into your eyes as he had one had onto the bulb of your clit and his other hand onto your waist to keep you steady.
you felt the helpless whimpers fall from your lips in response, ones like never before. yet, you secretly loved how he wasnt holding himself back anymore.
“matt—“
he harshly rubbed his finger along your clit, to then quickly slipping his finger inside of you. still not stopping his thrusts as he did so.
you squeezed your legs together subconsciously to the feeling in attempt to push him away. “legs apart.” he husks, thrusting deeper in response to your pleads.
you cried out his name louder than ever, feeling the substance of your previous orgasms sticking to your legs. you let your legs fall to the bed from tiredness, watching through your lashes as he smirked down at you.
“c’mon baby, you can take it.”
you already felt your stomach building up towards your second orgasm the second you felt matt to gain back his rhythm.
the tears flooded your eyes; pooling down to your cheeks. you quickly felt the pleasure turn into pain. reaching out towards matts shoulder, you spoke soft but just loud enough for him to hear.
“sunflower,”
matt looked down at you, slowing down and stopping almost instantly at your words. of course matt wasnt going to just let himself run free even though you had asked him to,
so he made a safeword.
matts gaze softened at the site of you trembling and weeping underneath him. he slowly pulled out of you, smiling down at you in response to your whine of relief.
“too much yeah?” he starts.
your chest rose up with every heavy breath that you took. finally opening your eyes and being met with matt smiling down at you. you felt your cheeks flush in embarrassment.
“y-yeah.”
“no worries, cmere.”
he gently brushed the hair out of your face and lifted you up by your arms. taking you into your shared bathroom. he placed you down onto the toilet seat.
chuckling as he saw your submissive state. he threw you a towel to not get cold for the moment as the water began to warm up.
he let his fingers run through the water until it waw at a perfect temperature for you to bathe in.
“here, a bath just for you.”
you weakly made yourself to the bath. letting out a sigh of relief as you completely sat down.
“feels s’good.”
“i know baby.. will ya let me bathe you?”
“yeah.”
“alright, sunshine.”
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