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[e1lishsturniolo]

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𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬:

On the Road (smut)

Best Friends (fluff)

The Window (smut)

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭:

The Red Dress (smut)

Hawaii (smut)

𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐭:

Surprise Guest (smut)

[chrisssiren]

Sneak peak of the fic I'll post today (when I finish it)

[delilahsturniolo]

⟡ ݁₊ ᥫ᭡ ceo!matt finally getting to taste you after a long day of work

.ᐟ oral, (fem!recieving) fingering, kissing, dirty talk, pet names.

matt comes home after a grueling day at the office, his mind filled with thoughts of nothing but you. as he walks through the door, his eyes immediately find you, sitting there on the sofa in the lingerie you know he loves. the lacy fabric clings to your curves, showcasing the body he's been dreaming about all day.

“hey, how was work?” you looked up at him, watching as his eyes scanned your body. he sets his briefcase down. “long.” he huffs, all he wanted was you in that moment. “yeah?” you tease. he crosses the room in a few long strides, not able to contain himself, sweeping you into his arms. his lips crash into yours, urgent and demanding. he kisses you deeply, his tongue delving into your mouth, claiming you as his own. you melt against him, your body molding to his as the kiss deepens.

"i've been thinking about you all day," he growls, his voice low and thick with desire. "about how much i want to taste you." your breath hitches. "i need you," you whisper against his lips, your voice breathy with desire. "i need to feel your mouth on me."

matt doesn't need any more encouragement. he lifts you easily, his strong arms carrying you to the bedroom. he lays you down on the bed, his eyes dark with lust as he takes in the sight of you, spread out before him like a feast. "you're so beautiful," he murmurs, his hands running over your body, caressing every curve. "been waitin’ all day for this pretty pussy..”

he starts at your neck, kissing and nibbling his way down. he lingers at your breasts, sucking and licking your nipples until you're writhing beneath him, your hips bucking up to meet his. but he doesn't stop there. he continues downward, trailing kisses over your stomach, your hips, until he reaches the juncture between your thighs.

"please," you beg, your body aching for his touch. "please, matt." he looks up at you, a wicked grin on his face. "i love hearing you beg f’me pretty girl..” he says, his breath hot against your sensitive skin. "but i'm going to make you scream."

with that, he lowers his head and licks you, one long, slow stroke that has you crying out in pleasure. he licks and sucks, his tongue delving into you, tasting you deeply. he laps at you like you're the sweetest thing he's ever tasted, like he can't get enough.

"fuck—taste so good," he growls, his voice muffled and vibrating against you. he focuses on your clit, sucking it into his mouth, his tongue flicking over it. you're panting, your hips bucking, as he drives you closer and closer to the edge. your hands fist in his hair, holding him against you as you rock against his mouth.

"matt," you moan, your voice high and breathy. "i'm so close. please, don't stop." he doesn't. he keeps licking and sucking, his mouth working you until you're teetering on the brink. then he slides a finger inside you, then another, pumping them in and out as he sucks hard on your clit.

that's all it takes to send you flying over the edge. you come with a scream, your body shuddering, your hips bucking wildly as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over you. matt keeps licking you through it, his tongue gentle now, coaxing every last bit of pleasure from you.

when it's over, he crawls up your body, kissing his way back up. he kisses you deeply, letting you taste yourself on his lips. "you're incredible," he whispers against your lips. you wrap your arms around him, pulling him close. "i love you," you whisper back, your voice still breathy from your orgasm. he smiles against your lips. "i love you too," he says, his voice rough with emotion. "you know what? my meetings can wait.”

with that, he starts all over again, kissing and caressing every inch of your body until you're lost in a haze of pleasure, his name a constant refrain on your lips, you grab his tie, pulling him closer and deeper into your lips, awaiting a long and special night between the both of you.

© delilahsturniolo

💌: oh this isn’t the last blurb by the way, there’s more to come 😉

[cvrsedxzs]

girls breakfast, lunch, snack and dinner.

[prettyfemmebby]

DADDY😩😩

[drunk-kissess]

bratty little girl.

⊹ ࣪ ˖ ⚠︎ - sub!billie, Dom!reader, slapping, teasing, smut. ⊹ ࣪ ˖

in an instant Billie was bent over your knee, you guys were out with friends. She made a joke about you, and you looked up “excuse me?” you spoke, your voice hoarse.

she laughed, “m’just joking baby..” she reassured, “just joking, yeah you are. Say goodbye.” You spoke, coldly. She looked at you in confusion, her bright blue orbs burned into yours. “w-what? okay.. goodbye?” she said in pure confusion, you immediately grabbed her hand, and lead her back home.

“what’s goin on.” she whispered into her palm, soon enough you were home. You held her waist as if it’d bruise, you sat down on the edge of the bed.

“over my knees.” you said god-awfully

you grabbed her, and tossed her onto your thighs. Lifting up her skirt and ripping her tights.

“w-what-! Cmon I was joking… I’m sorryyy” she exclaimed, making excuses. You shook your head coldly, “no excuses, and what are you sorry about, huh?”

“god, you make jokes about me infront of your friends for laughs, but they’d laugh if they saw how needy you are right now huh?” you grinned, “i bet they’d laugh in your face.” Laughing dryly you softly traced her ass.

“tell me what you’re sorry for.” you spoke. She laid bent over your knee, “Bein’ rude..” she said sarcastically. You immediately landed your large cold hand across her soft flesh. “properly.” you demanded.

“I’m sorry for bein’ rude, okay?” she groaned, you landed your hand down again, harsher leaving tears roll down her face. “no sass, this is your fault.”

“mm’baby.. I’m sorry, so sorry for bein’ rude.. especially to my friends.” she said sincerely. you rubbed her soft flesh, and kissed it. Tracing her panties “Good girl, now go take a shower for me? you’re soaked through your panties.

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[e1lishsturniolo]

ᯓSurprise Guest

Chratt x Reader

Warnings: bf tour!matt x reader x tour!chris. No incest ew. smut. contains p in v, teasing, passionate yet rough, m receiving oral. 18+

Summary: Chris walks in after you and Matt finish and asks to join in on the fun.

A/n: thank you for the love on my first post🥺 s/o to my wifeys @angelic-sturniolos111 and @cherryystemm ily

900ish words

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The hotel room was nothing fancy, but after weeks on the road, it felt like luxury.

“I’m gonna shower,” Matt mumbled, already peeling off his shirt as he headed for the bathroom. You caught a glimpse of the smolder he gave you before the door clicked shut and the water turned on.

Nick stretched with a yawn. “We’re gonna run out and grab food. You want anything?”

“Yes please,” you said, glancing toward Nick and Chris. “Just a 20 piece nugget with sweet and sour sauce—for me and Matt.”

Chris gave a thumbs up.

The door clicked behind them, and you sank into the bed with a small smirk on your face, the hotel room was filled with a sense of anticipation and heat.

Matt stepped out of the shower, his body dripping with water, and his cock hard and ready. The sight of him made your heart race, and you could feel the heat between your legs increasing with each passing second.

Matt approached you with a predatory gaze, his eyes locked onto yours. You could feel the electricity in the air, the tension building between you. He looked deep into your eyes with his heavy yet soft blue eyes, asking a silent question with just a look. You nodded, your breath hitching in anticipation as you seductively trace the tattoos on his wet body.

He reached out, his hands gently yet firmly exploring your body. He knew exactly what he wanted, and he wasn't shy about it. You moaned softly as his fingers traced the curves of your hips, your breasts, your thighs. He knew exactly where to touch, how to make you squirm.

Matt pushed you gently into the pillows, his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss. His tongue explored your mouth, tasting you. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, you craved him more than ever.

He removed your shorts, his mouth not leaving yours. He positioned himself between your legs, and pushed into you, slow and steady, filling you completely. You gasped, your nails digging into his tattoos as he began to move.

His thrusts were rough and passionate, each one sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. You could feel yourself building towards a climax, your body tensing as he hit all the right spots. The room was filled with the sounds of your moans, and the slapping of his wet skin against your skin.

Just as you were about to come, Matt pulled out, flipping you onto your hands and knees. Your face now buried into the hotel pillows. He entered you from behind, his hands gripping your hips as he pounded into you. The angle was different, deeper, and you could feel every inch of him as he moved.

“F-fuck Matt.” You cry out.

“You’re handling me so well, princess. Now come for me.”Matt says with praise and eagerness in his tone.

You came with a cry, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over you. Matt followed soon after, his own release powerful and intense. He collapsed onto the bed beside you, his breath ragged.

You managed to crawl off the bed and head towards the bathroom to clean up, since Chris and Nick could be back at any second. Before you could get there, the door opened. Chris stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with surprise and… lust. You could see the bulge in his pants.

You were standing there. Naked. You yanked the bed sheet off to quickly cover yourself up but it was too late.

"Why wasn't I invited for all the fun?" he asked, his voice low.

“Y’know Nick ran into some friends at McDonald’s so he won’t be coming back until later.” Chris said with a smirk spread across his face.

He looked at Matt, who was still catching his breath on the bed. Matt looked at you, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.

"How badly would you love to have two at once?" Matt asked, his voice laced with challenge and promise.

You felt a fresh wave of excitement and desire. The thought of being with both of them, of experiencing the pleasure of having them both inside you, was almost too much to bear. You loved Matt obviously—you two have been together for a while now— but when would you ever get offered this opportunity again?

After contemplating, you nodded and dropped the bed sheet that was barely covering you anyways.

Chris closed the door behind him, his eyes never leaving yours. He set the food on the counter and began to undress, his movements slow and deliberate. Matt, meanwhile, had recovered enough to join in, his cock already hardening again.

You crawled onto the bed. Knowing exactly where you wanted each of them, you went onto your hands and knees.

Chris positioned himself in front of you, his cock hard and ready. He grabbed your hair, pulling your head back gently but firmly. You opened your mouth, eager to take him in. He slid his cock into your mouth, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. You could feel him hitting the back of your throat, the sensation both overwhelming and intensely pleasurable.

Behind you, Matt positioned himself, his cock pressing against your entrance. You were wet from all the excitement, no foreplay was needed. He entered you slowly, his movements careful and controlled. You could feel both of them filling you, the sensation of being stretched and filled from both ends almost too much to bear.

Matt began to move, his thrusts in sync with Chris's. The sensation was unlike anything you had ever experienced, a constant wave of pleasure that built and built with each movement. You could feel yourself building towards another climax, your body tensing as the pleasure became almost too much to bear.

You didn’t want this to end though.

Chris and Matt, sensing your impending release, increased their pace, their thrusts becoming more urgent and desperate. You came with a cry, your body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over you. Chris and Matt followed soon after, their own releases powerful and intense.

Matt filled you up once more and Chris urged you to swallow his release.

As you lay there, catching your breath, you couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction and contentment. Hopefully this won’t just be a one time thing.

[e1lishsturniolo]

ᯓHawaii

Warnings: smut. P in v. Bf!matt. Eating out. Self conscious reader 18+

Summary: Matt proves to you that you’re beautiful when you’re self conscious at the beach.

A/n: let me know if you want to be on my tag list! <3

Hawaii truly felt like paradise — breathtaking sunsets and days spent with Matt, Nick, and Chris doing whatever you wanted, no obligations or schedule.

Today was different though. The boys had already raced into the ocean, splashing and dunking each other like little kids while you sat further up the beach.

You wanted to join them — really, you did. But the idea of pulling off your oversized t-shirt and walking into the water made your stomach twist with anxiety. You kept imagining every roll, every stretch mark, you were sure everyone would notice, even though deep down, you knew no one would care. The feeling gnawed at you.

“Hey!” Nick shouted, waving his arms from the water. “Come on!”

“Yeah, what are you doing?!” Chris added.

Matt popped up, slicking his wet hair out of his face and grinning toward you. He cupped his hands around his mouth, “Come swim with us!”

You smiled weakly, shaking your head and waving them off.

“Nah, I’m good,” you called back, voice tighter than you meant it to be.

You saw Matt hesitate, his smile falling just a little before he said something to his brothers and started making his way up to you. You were embarrassed, wishing you could disappear under the sand.

He reached you quickly, drops of water dripping off him. The way the water left droplets on his tattoos made you smile a little.

“Hey,” Matt said, his voice softer now, his brows furrowing with concern. “You okay?”

“I don’t really feel… good with how I look right now.”

Matt blinked, like he couldn’t even comprehend what you had just said. Without thinking, he sat down beside you in the sand.

“Hey now,” he said, his voice steady but full of emotion. “You’re literally the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I mean it.”

Your breath hitched.

“I love you. Exactly the way you are,” he whispered.

You know he means it but it didn’t change how you felt in the moment.

You lowered your head, shaking it. Matt picked your head up by your chin, and made you stare into his beautiful ocean eyes. The sun did wonders for his eyes.

“Do I need to show you and prove to you how beautiful you really are?”

Desire filled his voice.

Your stomach dropped, your pussy began pulsing. You nodded with a slight smirk on your face. He ran down to his brothers and told them some sort of excuse, you honestly couldn’t care as long as he was about to have you alone. He urged you to follow him. The car. He wanted to show you how much he loved you in the rental car. It had been a while since you had risky car sex but you didn’t mind. You needed him.

He opened the back door of the car and gestured for you to climb in. Once you were both settled in the back seat, Matt pulled you close.

Matt's hands began to explore your body, running his hands over your curves as he felt the heat radiating from your skin. He whispered in your ear, repeatedly telling you how beautiful you were, how much he wanted you. You moaned as Matt's fingers found their way under your swim bottoms, teasing your soaking wet pussy.

Without warning, Matt pulled the bikini bottoms to the side and thrust his hard cock inside you. You gasped as he filled you, his thrusts rough and passionate. Matt's fingers dug into you hips as he fucked you, his breath hot against your neck.

"You're so fucking beautiful," Matt growled. You could only moan in response, your orgasm building deep inside you.

Matt's thrusts grew faster and harder, his balls slapping against your pussy. You felt yourself on the brink, your orgasm came over you like the waves in the ocean. Matt followed soon after, his cock twitching inside you as he filled you with his cum.

Matt pulled out and you both straightened up your hair and swimwear. You climbed out of the car and walked back to the beach. You finally felt comfortable enough to get in the water, joining Matt and his brothers.

…

Later that night, you found yourself thinking about your experience in the car, and you wanted more. Matt seemed to sense your desire and pulled you close, his lips finding yours.

Matt's hands roamed over your body, until his fingers found your clit, rubbing slow circles that made you squirm under his touch.

Matt pulled your shorts down and laid down between your legs. His tongue darted out, tasting your sweet, wet pussy, while his fingers teased your clit.

After getting you plenty warmed up, Matt climbed back up, pulled you down so you were flat on your back and pinned your ands above your head. His cock slid into you, filling you once again.

“That’s my girl. You look so beautiful as you twitch beneath me.”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head. His words meant so much to you.

After bringing you close to your climax, Matt pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach. He entered from behind.

Matt's thrusts slowed down and then picked up pace again. You were so close but you didn’t want this to stop.

“Cum for me my beautiful girl. Cum all over my cock.”

With Matt nearly begging you to cum and calling you his beautiful girl, you couldn’t help but collapse under him. He slapped your ass over and over as he continued to fuck you. Your cum spilling all over his cock, he watched it as it covered it almost completely. His release followed soon after.

After he cleaned you and himself up, he snuggled up behind you as he whispered in your ear, “You're so fucking beautiful and I will prove it to you whenever you need me to.”

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[e1lishsturniolo]

ᯓThe Red Dress

Warnings: cheating (don’t do it ). rude bf!chris. matt x reader, smut. contains p in v, f receiving oral.

18+

Summary: Matt helps you feel better about yourself after Chris put you down.

A/n: thank you to my girl, R, for the inspo

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You twirled in front of the mirror, fingers smoothing down the soft fabric of your new dress. It clung gently to your curves, the whimsical red color popping against your skin. You felt beautiful. For the first time in a while, you felt good about yourself.

Chris was sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling through his phone. You turned around and smiled at him, hoping for the kind of reaction you used to get-those wide eyes, that smirk, maybe even a whistle if you were lucky.

Instead, he barely looked up.

"Is that the one you bought last week?" he asked, with no enthusiasm.

You nodded, still hopeful. "Yeah. You like it?"

He fully looked up, frowning slightly.

"I mean... it's okay. It kinda clings weird around your stomach. And the back is short so it shows your cellulite a little. Might be better with a jacket or something. I don't know."

You blinked, unsure if you'd heard him right.

"W-what?"

Chris shrugged. "I'm just saying, it's not the most flattering. You have other dresses that look better on you."

Your chest tightened. That warm, excited feeling turned sour so quickly, it made your eyes sting.

"How can you say that but also say you love me?" you asked, voice barely above a whisper. "You clearly don't love me if you talk to me like that."

He rolled his eyes.

"God, don't be dramatic. I'm just trying to help. I thought you'd want honesty."

You turned away from him, biting the inside of your cheek. You didn't want to cry. Not in front of him.

Chris stood up, grabbing his keys off the nightstand.

"I'm going for a drive," he muttered, already halfway out the door before you could say another word.

As the front door slammed, the silence wrapped around you like a second skin. You crawled into bed, dress still on, and pulled the blanket over your head. Tears covering your pillow.

You didn't know how long you laid there-minutes, maybe longer-until a soft knock came at the door.

"Go away," you said, voice hoarse.

"It's me," came a quieter voice. "Matt."

You hesitated. The door creaked open.

Matt stepped inside, brow furrowed with concern.

"What's wrong? I heard you crying."

You tried to sit up, wiping your face quickly.

"It's nothing."

"Doesn't sound like nothing."

He moved closer, sitting on the edge of the bed without waiting for permission. His eyes were gentler than Chris's ever were.

You exhaled shakily.

"Chris didn't like the way I looked in this dress. Said it clings too much or shows too much cellulite or something. Just made me feel... gross."

Matt's brows pulled together.

You looked away, ashamed.

"I was excited to wear it. I felt pretty, and he just... tore me down."

Matt was quiet for a second before shaking his head.

"I have no idea what he's talking about. Because you do look beautiful. You are beautiful."

Your eyes met his, vulnerable and wide.

"You don't have to say that just to make me feel better."

"I'm not," he said simply. "I've always thought you were gorgeous. And honestly? That dress? It's killing me how good you look in it."

Your cheeks burned, but this time, for a different reason. You didn't know what to say. The room was quiet, but it felt lighter.

Matt reached over and gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"Chris might not see it. But he's wrong. Completely, and utterly wrong."

You swallowed hard, the lump in your throat softening slightly.

Matt urged you to stand up and look in the mirror, the mirror you once stood in front of and felt so beautiful before. He wrapped his arms around your waist resting his chin on your shoulder.

"You're so beautiful, y/n," he continued, "Every curve, every inch of you.. I want to worship it all."

His words were like a spell. Your hands moved to the straps your dress, your fingers trembling slightly as you began to pull it down. Matt's eyes darkened with hunger, the dress now pooling at your feet.

You stood before him in nothing but your lacy red bra and matching underwear, your body flushed and your breath coming in short, gasps.

Matt's gaze devoured you, his expression a mix of awe and raw desire.

"God, you're perfect," he breathed, his hands reaching out to trace the lace that barely covered your breasts. His touch was feather-light, his fingers ghosting over your skin as if afraid to disturb the moment.

You shivered under his touch, your head falling back onto his chest as he leaned in to kiss the curve of her neck. His lips were warm, his tongue tracing patterns that made you moan softly.

"Matt..." you whispered, voice barely audible. He gripped your waist and turned you around to face him.

"Shh," he murmured, his hands sliding down your back.

With a gentle tug, he eased your lacy underwear down your legs, then immediately went up and unhooked the matching bra, leaving you completely bare before him.

His eyes roamed over your body, taking in every detail with an intensity that made you feel both vulnerable and desired.

"You're so responsive," he said, his voice husky as he stepped closer, his hands resting on your hips.

"I want to make you feel so good. Let me show you what it's like to be worshipped and loved.”

Before you could respond, Matt sat you onto the edge of the bed and sank to his knees in front of you, his hands gripping your thighs as he pressed a soft kiss to your stomach.

Your breath caught in your throat, your hands reaching out to grip his shoulders. Chris had never done this-had never taken the time to explore your body with such care. But Matt was different.

His lips trailed lower, in a way that made you squirm. He kissed the insides of your thighs, his breath hovering over your most sensitive spot, before finally, his mouth found you.

You gasped, your head falling back as his tongue delved into you, his lips sucking gently, his fingers digging into your thighs to hold you steady.

"Matt... oh God, Matt," you moaned, your body arching toward him as pleasure coiled low in your belly.

His mouth was relentless, his tongue swirling and lapping with a skill that left you trembling on the edge of an orgasm. You had never felt anything like this, never known such passion.

You taste so good," he murmured against your core, his voice muffled.

"So sweet... so perfect."

Your hands tangled in his hair, your fingers gripping tightly as the pleasure built to an unbearable level.

"Matt, I..."

Your words were cut off by a sharp cry as you climaxed, body shaking as wave of pleasure washed over you.

Matt didn't stop, his mouth continuing to work its magic until you were left trembling from his touch.

When he finally stood, his eyes were dark with desire, his breath coming in short gasps. He reached for the waistband of his pants.

You watched, heart pounding, as he shed his clothes, revealing a body that was every bit as impressive as she had imagined. His muscles were defined but not overly so, his skin beautiful and smooth. The tattoos on his arm stood out. You always had a weakness for tattoos.

He was bigger than Chris, and yet there was a gentleness in his eyes that made you feel safe. He stepped closer, his hands reaching out to pull you into his embrace.

"I want to make you feel worshipped," he whispered, his lips brushing against yours. "I want to show you how much I care."

You nodded, your hands reaching up to trace the lines of his shoulders.

"I— I would love that," you murmured, voice barely audible.

Matt's smile was soft, filled with a tenderness that made her ache. He lifted you into his arms, carrying you further up onto the bed. He laid you down gently, his body hovering over yours as he began to kiss you once more, his lips tracing a path down your neck.

Every touch, every kiss, was filled with an intensity that left you breathless. He worshipped your body with his mouth, his hands, his every movement was a testament to the passion he felt.

When he finally entered, it was with a slow, deliberate thrust that made you gasp, his eyes locked on yours as he filled you up completely.

"You're so tight," he groaned, his voice thick with desire.

"So perfect... so... mine."

You moaned, nails digging into his forearms as he began to move, his hips rocking against yours in a rhythm that was both sensual and primal. Matt's thrusts were deep, each one sending sparks of pleasure through your body.

He kissed you, touched you, whispered words of adoration that made you feel like the most cherished woman in the world.

"I've wanted this for so long," he murmured against your lips, his breath hot and uneven. "Wanted you... wanted to show you how much better I am."

Your heart swelled at his words, your body responding to his. You moved with him, hips meeting his in a way that was both intimate and exhilarating. Matt's hands gripped your waist, his fingers digging into your skin as he quickened his pace, his movements becoming more desperate.

"Matt... I'm close," you gasped, voice trembling.

"Me too," he groaned, his thrusts becoming harder.

"Cum with me..."

His words were the final push you needed, and with a cry, you climaxed, your back arching off the bed as pleasure exploded through you. Matt followed moments later, his body stiffening as he buried himself deep within you, his release sending shivers through you both.

[e1lishsturniolo]

ᯓThe Window

Warnings: smut, p in v. Bf!chris 18+

Summary: Chris ends your day out with him and his brothers early😏

The afternoon had been one of the best you had in a while. You, Chris, Nick, and Matt had spent hours at the mall and went for lunch together. Just a day of fun before errands were to be ran.

You and Chris gathered in the backseat after lunch as Matt started the car. Chris glanced over at you and smirked. You were looking a little too good today.

He loved when you wore your hair up with a claw clip, barely any makeup on and your tummy peeking out of your crop top — even though you tried hiding your tummy every time you sat down. Chris loved the way you looked no matter what but something was driving him crazy today.

“Hey, can you guys finish the errands without us? We’re wiped.” Chris asked.

Nick raised an eyebrow. “You sure? We were just gonna hit a couple more places.”

“Yeah, positive,” Chris said, “Just drop us off at the house, please.”

Matt shrugged. “Fine by me.”

The ride back was the usual, you and Nick singing along at the top of your lungs while Chris and Matt just barely hummed to the music. When the car finally pulled up to the house, Chris grabbed your hand and tugged you out of the backseat with him.

“Bye!” Chris shouted as Matt peeled off down the street.

You laughed, jogging to keep up with him as he pulled you toward the front door.

“Jeez, Chris,” you said, breathless. “What’s the rush?”

He stopped on the porch, he couldn’t unlock the door fast enough.

Chris turned to face you, a nervous kind of excitement flashing in his eyes.

“I just… wanted to hang out. Just you and me,” he said.

He smiled, followed by a wink, and you felt your heart stutter.

Chris slams the door shut and throws you against the wall.

"Fuck, I've wanted to do this all day," he growls, closing the distance between you two. His lips crash down onto yours, his tongue demanding entry. Chris's hands roam your body, tugging at the hem of your shirt before pulling it over your head. His gaze scans over your bare skin.

"Fuck, you're so hot," he mutters, his fingers tracing circles on your skin. Shivering at his touch, your nipples begin to harden beneath the lace of your bra. Chris's eyes zero in on them.

"I want you," you mutter, your hands tugging at his shirt. Chris helps you, pulling it off and tossing it aside. You can see the outline of his hard cock through the fabric of his sweats, and you can’t help but reach down and stroke it.

Chris hisses, his hips bucking forward. "Fuck. You're going to make me come undone."

He picks you up, his hands gripping your ass as he carries you over to the couch. He tosses you down onto the cushions, his eyes gleaming with desire as he takes in the sight of you sprawled out before him. He opens the blinds, revealing the large window behind the couch.

"I want everyone to see you," he growls, his hand tugging at the waistband of his sweats. "I want them to know that you're mine."

He pulls out his cock, stroking it a few times before climbing onto the couch. He spins you around so you’re staring out the window. He positions himself between your legs. You begin to cry out at the feeling of him filling you up.

Chris begins to move, his thrusts hard and fast. As he drives into that special spot, all you hear is the clapping sound of his hips on your ass.

"Fuck. You feel so good. I can feel you milking my cock, it's like you can't get enough of me."

You can't help but agree, you tilt your head back to smile at him. He caresses your cheek so gently then moves his hand to the back of your hair. He pulls on your locks and begins to pound into you faster, harder. Your fucked out face is on display for anyone passing by. This is exactly what he wanted.

"Cum for me. I want to hear you come apart," Chris growls.

You can't hold back any longer. You cry out, your nails digging into the couch as you ride out the waves of pleasure. Chris follows soon after, his cock twitching inside you as he fills you up with his milky release.

Chris pulls out of you, his cum leaking out of you and onto the couch. He looks down at it, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

You clean up, your bodies exhausted. But as you lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, you can't help but feel giddy at the thought of the possibility that anyone who passed by saw you both cum together.

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[e1lishsturniolo]

ᯓOn the Road

Warnings: bf tour!chris x reader. smut. contains p in v, teasing, making out, eating out, passionate yet rough. 18+

Summary: You’re on tour with Chris and his brothers Matt and Nick. You bought a really pretty blue, satin dress and wanted to show everybody. Chris takes you into the bathroom to show you how he really feels.

A/n: umm this is my first time ever writing smut 🧍‍♀️actually first time ever writing a fic in general. This is inspired off my friend’s dream lol.

A little over 1k words

✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ ˑ 𓂃⊹ ˑ 𓂃⊹ ˑ ✦

The tour bus hummed softly as it trailed down the highway. After a day full of roadside diners and random shopping trips, the guys had finally crashed on the couches, barely watching something on the tiny flat screen while they doom scrolled social media.

You were bored so you announced your one item fashion show. You had just bought a dress and you were so excited to wear it. What better excuse to show it off than a “fashion show”. You slipped into the cramped bathroom, the blue satin dress folded neatly over your arm. When you tried it on at the boutique, you knew you had to have it. The way it hugged your body made you feel so sexy.

You smoothed the fabric over your hips, fluffed your hair, and pushed open the door.

You can't help but feel a little empowered as you make your way to the main part of the tour bus, the fabric shimmering in the dim light.

Nick looked up first, his face lighting up instantly.

“Yes girl,” he said, dramatically. “That dress is everything.”

Matt glanced over, giving a polite half-smile. “Looks nice,” he offered, before returning to his phone.

But Chris… Chris didn’t say anything at all.

He just stared.

His eyes are glued to you, his gaze intense and hungry. His eyes slowly raked over you, lingering at the curve of your waist, the way the satin shimmered with your every move. You felt the heat of his gaze like a physical touch, and your heart fluttered.

He's obsessed with the way the dress hugs your curves, the way it accentuates all of your assets. You can see the desire in his eyes and it's making you feel hot and bothered.

"Fuck, you look incredible," he mutters, his voice low and gravelly.

Chris stood suddenly, too casually. “Hey, Nick, wanna show Matt that game on your phone? The dumb one you were cracking up at earlier?”

Nick raised an eyebrow but shrugged. “Sure.”

As his brothers got pulled into whatever distraction Chris had cooked up, he turned to you, voice low. “Come here. Real quick.”

You stepped closer, and his hand found your waist, gently pulling you toward the bathroom door you’d just come out of. His breath was warm near your ear.

“That dress is driving me insane. You have no idea.”

Then, with a glance over his shoulder to make sure the others were still occupied, he pulled you back inside the tiny bathroom and closed the door behind you.

The door clicked shut, and the quiet hum of the bus was replaced by the rapid thrum of your heartbeat. The bathroom was small—barely enough room for the two of you—but somehow, that only made everything feel more charged.

Chris leaned back against the door, his eyes locked onto yours. His hands, warm and slow, found your waist again, fingertips grazing the smooth satin.

“You knew exactly what you were doing when you put it on.”

He tugged you closer, your chest brushing his as your back met the sink counter. His hands slid up your sides, not rushed, not frantic—like he was memorizing every curve, every inch of you beneath the fabric.

"I need to have you, now," he growls, his hands gripping your hips.

Before you can even respond, he removes you from the sink and slams you up against the wall, his lips crashing down on yours in a bruising kiss. His tongue invades your mouth, exploring every inch as his hands roam your body.

“You’re killing me.” he whispered, his breath warm against your cheek.

You can feel the bite of his teeth as he nips at your neck, leaving marks on your skin. You gasp as he gently takes off the dress that made him go crazy in the first place, his hands skimming your bare skin. You can feel the heat radiating off his body, the desire that's consuming him.

He cups your breasts, his thumbs rubbing circles around your nipples. You moan as he pinches them, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through your body. His other hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing circles around it as you gasp and writhe against him.

In here, in this moment, it was just Chris—his hands, his mouth, the way he was holding you like he’d been waiting for this all day.

He's teasing you, driving you crazy with pleasure as he continues to rub your clit. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, your legs shaking as you try to hold on. But Chris has other plans.

He turns your back towards the sink once more and picks you up, propping you up on the sink.

He undoes his belt and takes off his jeans while keeping direct eye contact with you, the whole time.

His cock springs free, hard and ready. You lick your lips, your eyes widening as you take in the size of him. Every time feels like the first time with him. "Fuck, Chris," you moan, your hands reaching for him. He slaps them away, a smirk on his face. "Not yet," he says. "First, I want to taste you."

He drops to his knees, his hands gripping your thighs as he spreads them wide. You gasp, your hands gripping the edge of the sink as he leans in, his tongue licking up your slit. You're soaking wet, your pussy glistening with your arousal.

You moan, your hips bucking against his face as he fucks you with his tongue. He can feel your hands in his hair, your fingers gripping tightly as you pull him closer. He groans, the sound vibrating against your clit as he sucks it into his mouth. You scream, your body convulsing as you come, your pussy flooding his mouth with your juices.

He stands up, his cock throbbing as he lines it up with your entrance. You look up at him, your eyes glazed over with lust. "Fuck me, Chris," you beg, your voice breathy. "Fuck me hard."

He doesn’t need to be told twice. He slams into you, hips pounding against yours as he fucks you senseless. You scream, your nails digging into his back as you hold on for dear life.

You cry out as you come, your orgasm rippling through your body as Chris continues to fuck you.

“I can feel your pussy clenching around me, your body convulsing as you come again and again.”

He grip your hips, his fingers digging into your soft flesh as he holds you in place. Your body begging for his cum. He follows soon after your final climax, and he empties himself inside you.

Chris pulls out, his cock still hard and dripping with your juices. He smirks at you, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Fuck, that was incredible," he growls, his hands still gripping your hips.

You can't help but agree, your body still trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasms. You've never felt anything like this before, the passion and intensity of your encounter with Chris leaving you breathless.

Something about Chris brings out a side of you that you never knew existed.

As the two of you settle in for the rest of the ride, you can't help but feel a little giddy. You've just had the most incredible sexual experience of your life,

and you can't wait to do it again.

[xplringsturniolos]

I WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR JUST ONE CHANCE TO BOUNCE ON IT !!!! PLEASE !!!! 🙏🏻😩🤤💦👅

[hannahsturniolo]

ʙᴇsᴛ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ ʙᴇsᴛ

(This was highly requested, let me know how you feel about it!)

Warnings: smut, threesome (2 f & Matt), drinking, riding, face riding, p in v, girl on girl

Summary: you went out with your best friend bar hopping and got super drunk, leading to the 2 of you trying to seduce your boyfriend.

Let’s call your friend “Sarah”? Idk lol

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You and your best friend did your hair and makeup together before going bar hopping on a Friday night together. Matt drove you and your best friend to the bar.

As you were getting out of the car Matt gave you a kiss “bye baby, have fun, let me know when you’re ready for me to pick you guys up”

You and Sarah were ordering drink after drink after drink.

A few hours later you told Sarah it was probably best if you call Matt to come get the both of you because you both were very drunk.

You knew she was sleeping over since she lived quite far, and her car was parked at your place, and obviously couldn’t drive.

“Are you girls hungry?” Matt asks as you and Sarah were hopping in the car giggling.

“Yeah, can we stop at McDonald’s baby?” You ask Matt as you reached over to palm him over his pants.

He jolted at the contact.

“Baby, not now, we’re not alone” Matt says whispering so that Sarah doesn’t hear.

You pouted at Matt, and Matt just giggled.

You were feeling extremely horny. Any time you drank, you’d get horny.

You stopped at McDonald’s and brought the food home.

You and Sarah sat on the couch gossiping, giggling and eating your McDonald’s while Matt was cleaning up the kitchen after he had a few friends over earlier for supper.

You could see Matt from the couch, he was wearing a black tank top which showed off his muscles and his tattoos which always turned you on.

You felt the throbbing between your legs, and needed to get rid of it. You knew Matt didn’t want to do anything because we had company.

“I always get horny when I’m drunk and I hate it” you said to Sarah.

“Me too” Sarah giggled.

You never done anything with a girl, but just had this overwhelming urge to do stuff with Sarah. I mean why not, you both were horny.

You made intense eye contact with Sarah, and I think you both got the hint.

“Why don’t we seduce Matt?” You asked Sarah, whispering so Matt didn’t hear.

“But he’s your boyfriend, you’re okay with that?” Sarah said double checking.

“He’s really good in bed” you whispered to Sarah, “I wouldn’t mind sharing just for tonight”

You leaned into Sarah, closing the gap between your lips, and the kiss was deep and messy. Both your hands tangled in each others hair.

It took a minute for Matt to realize what was happening. He looked over and seen the both of you kissing, and he took a second to take it all in.

He didn’t want to disturb you but he was also very curious about what was happening. He knew you said you were horny but didn’t think you’d make out with your best friend.

He walked over to the both of you.

“Baby what are you doing?” He asked you.

You stopped kissing Sarah and looked up at Matt standing right beside you.

“I’m sorry Matt, I’m just really horny, I need to get relief some way” you told Matt and turning back to Sarah to continue kissing.

Matt didn’t know what to do. He stood there and just watched, stunned.

Sarah reached down and started playing with your covered boobs. “You should take this off” Sarah whispered. So you took off your top, and so did she, as well as your bras.

You both started exploring each others top half of your bodies playing with the nipples.

You looked out the corner of your eye, and seen the tent growing in his pants.

You stopped kissing Sarah.

“Come here baby” you said looking at Matt. “You can join us”

You reached over and palmed him over his pants and he let out a low moan.

You pulled down his pants exposing his lower half.

“Woah” Sarah whispered.

You were okay with sharing just for tonight. You were both drunk so why not.

Matt went over to lay on the couch, removing his shirt.

You reach down putting your body between his legs and start sucking on the tip of his dick, as Sarah was behind you and reached down and rubbed over your clothed clit.

You let out a soft moan, as she started pulling down your pants.

She was now rubbing your bare clit, slow but lots of pressure. You were moaning sucking Matt taking his whole length into your mouth.

Matt laid back clearly enjoying himself.

“I just want you Matt” you said looking at him.

“Then hop on” he said smirking down at you.

So you got up and lined yourself up on his dick, rubbing his dick in between your folds.

“Is it okay if I ride his face?” Sarah said looking at you, and you shook your head, Matt agreeing.

Sarah went over and put her lower half of her body hovering over Matt’s face.

Matt grabbed her thighs and pulled her down, and started licking and sucking on her clit.

Sarah let out a loud moan.

You now put the tip in, and lowered yourself on his dick.

You started slowly moving up and down.

“This feels so good” Sarah moaned quietly.

You reached over to start rubbing her nipples as you were moving up and down.

She leaned in to start kissing you. You were moaning into her kisses.

You heard Matt let out a few groans. Matt reached down to your body, and started rubbing your clit for extra stimulation, and to give you attention.

Sarah asked if it could be your turn to eat her out.

So you got off of Matt and so did Sarah.

Sarah laid back on the couch and you got between her legs and started licking and sucking on her clit, and Matt went up behind you.

Matt reached down and started playing with your pussy.

You were a moaning mess.

He lined himself up at your entrance and slammed into you.

“Oh my god matt” you said softly, whimpering. “Keep going Matt.”

You grabbed onto Sarah’s thighs really hard since you felt your orgasm approaching and stopped eating her out.

All you could focus on was the feeling of Matt between your legs.

“I think she’s close Matt” Sarah said.

“She is, I can feel her clenching” Matt giggled.

You couldn’t say anything, you were so lost in pleasure. You let out pretty noises that Matt loved, and you were letting out loud moans.

You felt your orgasm wash over you. It was intense.

You started shaking and Matt held you in place, going in and out of you at a fast pace.

Matt cums at the same time as you.

You reached down rubbing Sarah’s clit.

“I’m gonna cum” she moaned out.

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“That was intense” you giggled.

“Well I’m glad that happened” Sarah giggled.

Matt was quiet. Still in shock about what just happened.

“Baby, you’re quiet. Are you okay?” You whispered to Matt as he was putting his pants back on.

“Yeah I’m just in shock that it happened.” He laughed.

The two girls got their clothes back on.

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Idk how I feel about this lol, this was HIGHLY requested, so hope this meets the standards😅😅😅😅

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[mattsangelbaby]

bf!chris making you do all the work

“cmon baby, y’gotta do it yourself.” says chris as one hand is gently gripping your hip, while the other messes around with his controller. you had walked into chris’s room earlier— the throbbing ache between your legs needing fixed. but chris was “busy” he said, when in reality he was just playing fortnite. so he told you to do it yourself.

which leads to where you are right now. straddling chris’s lap as his pants and boxers are mid-way down his thigh, as his cock is buried deep inside your wet cunt. saying you were desperate was a understatement, and as chris only continued to play fortnite on his pc— paying no attention to you, fueled your desperation even more. you whimper at the feeling of his tip kissing your cervix, the ache only increasing.

“p-please chris, do ‘something.” you beg as chris only lets out a deep laugh— slightly shaking his head as his hand only loosens on your hip. “what did i say, hm? m’not helpin’ you. y’were the one that came in here beggin’.” he tuts as he moves his hips slightly, only to tease you. “either do it yourself, or y’don’t get it.”

you whine as you wrap your arms around his neck— burying your face inside his neck. “y’so mean.” you mumble out as you slightly lift your hips up and down, finally getting what you’ve been needing. chris coos as he continues to play on his pc, his fingers working fast on his controller. “i know, baby, i know. i’m jus’ so mean, huh?”

you nod as you keep bouncing your legs up and down slowly, your tight walls squeezing around his cock— trying to chase that high you need. chris let’s out a soft grunt at the feeling— his own need starting to increase. strings of whimpers and moans fall out from your lips, the sound of your ass hitting his pelvis echos throughout the room. as your head falls back at the feeling, your legs begin to get tired and achy as you start grinding on him instead.

chris takes notice in this as pats your hip, locking eyes with you. “is my sweet girl tired? already? poor little girl needs help, yeah?” you whine at his words giving him a soft nod as pants leave your lips— while all you can feel is how deep he is inside of you, how desperate you are to keep going. how bad you need him.

chris let’s go of his controller leaving it on his desk as both of his hands grip your hips, repositioning you slightly, as he begins to snap his hips up into yours— his cock hitting so deep inside of you that you don’t even know how he does it. loud moans and whines escape from you at the new unrelentless and quickend pace leaving your eyes to roll to the back of your head.

“y’just needed me, didn’t you baby? needed me to fuck you so good that ya’ can’t remember a thing?” chris purrs as he continues to ram into you— his pace never falting, you nodding at his words.

“yeah— that’s right. my girl jus’ needed me to take care of that ache, huh?”

© mattsangelbaby

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 ·˚ ༘ ꒱ i hate this but i needed to post something

[strnilolover]

⌗ . . . PLEASURE IS GOOD BUT THE PAIN FEELS BETTER

WARNINGS : SMUT. USE OF PERIOD SIMULATOR. LIGHT PAIN KINK. RIDING. PNV. CREAM PIE. OVERSTIMULATION. SLIGHT SUB!CHRIS.

chris and his brothers had no idea what any of them were getting into when they finally gave into the period simulator idea that matt had brought up on stream months ago—but you were there watching it all go down.

sitting in the background where the camera wouldn’t catch you as they filmed their video.

matt was the first one up who decided to try the simulation—though he did place the patches too high, you decided not to correct them on it. letting them deal with their own consequences.

as you sat there, you couldn’t help but to giggle to yourself softly. watching as matt yelled anytime the dial was turned up too high—complaining about the pain radiating through his body. the same happened with nick—the yelling and cursing. you honestly thought they were some big babies for not handling the pain well.

but when it came to chris’ turn—you couldn’t help but to let your mind wander. the wires were connected to his skin, the device in one hand as he leans back against the cushions of the couch.

“c’mon you can trust me!” matt exclaimed, though there was clear intent behind his eyes, a smirk forming on his face. “no, i can’t.” chris said, turning his head to look at matt as he shuffled away from him. “yes, you can. i swear!” but chris wasn’t buying it, continuing to hold the device away from matt. eventually, matt convinced him to at least let him turn the device on.

it didn’t start right away, chris’ nerves shining through each time the device was turned up to the next level. “you feel it?” matt had asked chris, your own ears almost missing the question. and chris nodded, “yeah.” but his response sounded a little breathless.

“does it feel nice?” matt questioned again, and chris turned to look at him again. “no.” but his mouth was agape slightly, his words breathless again. almost as if he was trying to hold something back. you just watched, quirking a brow as the boys paid no mind to you.

you continued to sit silently, watching as chris gasped and thrusted his hips upwards anytime the simulator got turned up too high. watching as he yelled—but you could hear they were forced, they weren’t the sounds he was wanting to make. you smirked, standing up quietly as you made your way down to chris’ room, waiting for them to finish filming.

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chris didn’t come down to his room until late—going out with matt and nick to run some errands and to grab some food, making sure to ask if you wanted anything before they came home.

and that gave you plenty of time to go upstairs and search for where they had left the simulator. when you found it, discarded on the counter in the kitchen, you grabbed it and slipped your way back into chris’ room just as they walked in from the garage.

their voices mingled as they bickered over something stupid, but it quickly came to an end as chris opened the door to his room—food and drinks in hand as he said his last words to his brothers before closing the door with his foot.

“hey baby i got—“ his words were cut off as he turned around, seeing you on his bed in nothing but one of his tees and your panties. his mouth dropped open, everything on his tongue disappearing.

you smiled, crossing your legs as you held the simulator next to you on the sheets. chris’ eyes flicked to it then back at you before his feet moved to set the food down on his desk.

chris didn’t even say a word—just stared. his mouth parted, chest already rising and falling faster than normal. his eyes darted between your bare thighs and the little machine lying next to you on the bed.

“you guy’s left your toy out,” you said sweetly. “thought i’d give it back.” chris slowly stepped closer to you. “you—what’re you doing with that? you’re not gonna make me wear that again, are you?”

you tilted your head at his silly question, smirking slightly. “you don’t want to?.” you asked, cocking a grow at him. his face heated up, the idea of the simulator being hooked up to himself again making his brain work overtime.

“you looked so good earlier. moaning, gasping… couldn’t tell if it hurt or if it felt good.” you purred, but you already knew the answer to that. chris’ throat bobbed. “it hurt.”

“mhm. and yet you still popped a boner.” you teased, watching the way his eyes widened at your bluntness. “i didn’t—” he tried to protest, but you quickly interrupted him before he could get much out.

“you did.” you smiled as he couldn’t help but to palm himself through his sweats like it would prove you wrong. too late. your body was already crawling forward, grabbing the simulator and letting your fingers stroke across the wires as he stood still.

“off.” you said, and he didn’t move. so you snapped your fingers, watching his eyes re focus on you.

“i said off, chris.” and he obeyed, quickly stripping down to nothing, letting his boxers hit the floor along with his sweats. you smirked as his half-hard cock twitched under your gaze.

“come sit on the bed.” your hand coming down to pat the mattress under you. his feet moved, coming over, he sat. you came closer, climbing onto his lap. he hissed the second your clothed heat pressed against him through your thin panties, and you bent down to kiss his jaw, murmuring, “gonna let me put it on you again, baby?”

“yes.” he breathed, his body already beginning to tremble with the anticipation.

he whined under his breath as you shifted away slightly, but you were already setting the pads in place—lower this time, where they’d actually target his pelvis properly. he looked at you with wide, almost nervous eyes, but that didn’t stop you. he just gripped your hips as you straddled him once more and pressed the remote into your hand.

you flicked it on.

chris shuddered, his hips immediately jerking up as the first wave of simulation rolled through him, and a quiet whimper left his throat.

“there we go,” you whispered, grinding down on him. “that’s more like it.” the simulator buzzed, causing his hips to twitch up. your free hand reached down slowly, moving your already soaked panties to the side before you lined him up to your entrance, sinking down onto him.

his whole body arched up. “f-fuck.” he groaned, hands trembling on your waist. “you’re—shit—tight.” you moaned at the stretch, the fullness, the pressure of him inside while his muscles jerked with every little pulse of the simulator. you started to bounce gently at first, watching as his head tipped back.

he didn’t last long.

you knew he wouldn’t.

between the pain and the way your walls fluttered around him, it was only minutes before he was gasping and thrusting his cock up into you desperately, spilling inside you with a stuttered cry. his hands tightened on your hips as his cock pulsed inside you—painting your walls white.

but you didn’t stop—you couldn’t.

you were close—so close. and even though his thighs trembled and his stomach twitched with overstimulation, you gripped his shoulders and bounced your hips faster. “w-wait—babe, babe—fuck—” he cried, his eyes rolling back into his head as you continued to move, using him to get yourself off now.

“mm-mm.” you moaned, your head falling to his shoulder. “need it baby, m’almost there.”

“shit—” he cried out again when the simulator pulsed again, and his hips bucked up involuntarily, thrusting up into you. he hissed, head tipping to try and look at where you were connected. “it hurts—fucking hurts—”

“good.” you whined, bouncing even faster. “it’s supposed to.” and his nails dug into your skin—his face was twisted in that pretty little mix of pleasure and pain—eyes squeezed shut now, jaw slack, whimpering curses as you clenched around him again and again.

“fuck—m’gonna cum.” you moaned, your clit rubbing against his pelvis just the right way every time your body slammed down on him. the band in your stomach growing tighter and tighter before it finally snapped. you came with a broken cry, your whole body shaking, head tossed back as your orgasm spilled over you. chris groaned as your walls milked him, already leaking out around his cock.

you finally collapsed against him, your chest heaving with every breath you took. the simulator still attached to his skin, sending waves after waves through him, causing tears to build at his waterline. chris whimpered, “please. please turn it off.”

you slowly turned your head to kiss his cheek and finally clicked it off, and he melted beneath you with a long, shivery exhale as the waves stopped. you leaned up and looked at him—the way his face was flushed, his hair stuck to his forehead, lips parted and swollen from his teeth biting into it.

“you okay?” you asked sweetly, and he nodded, letting his eyes flutter close as he tipped his head back. you smiled, reaching your hand up to caress his face before you tried to move yourself off him, but his arms tightens around you.

“don’t move—stay, please.” he whispered, holding your sweaty bodies to one another.

and who could deny him?

a/n : ik some of y’all are waiting for the stepbrother!matt and chris thing…trust it’s coming, it’s just a little lengthy

ik @mattybsgroupie has been waiting for this one

[xoluvx]

part two to this blurb .𖥔 ݁⋅♡˚𖥔. my apologies @dollarsbills

"fuck," she groaned moving your hips back and forth. watching the way your shorts bunched around your thighs and the way her shirt rose. you moaned when the pace of your movements increased. you whimpered when her breathing grew heavier. she looked up at you with hunger in her eyes. your toes curled as you practically bounced on her lap. she snarled and held the back of your neck bringing you down to her lips. your tongues tussled as your breathing grew jagged. neither of you wanting this moment to end.

the moment was not even close to being done. this was the most pleasure she'd experienced. you were taken aback by the force of her hand on the back of your head and her arm wrapped around your lower waist, hips moving in sync. you moaned into her mouth. she shivered and groaned biting your lower lip.

"please," you begged out of breath as she pulled your head back watching you with confusion. you were begging. you were begging and she didn't know what for. she just knew she liked it. no, she loved it. she loved that word coming out of your lips almost broken and most certainly desperate.

"please what?" she muttered trying hard to sound confident even if she was freaking out inside.

"please, fuck me" you whimpered burying your head in her neck. she shivered when she felt your breath on her skin. warm. it sent tingles down her spine. her nipples hardened with the the sensation. she'd never heard you talk this way. she would've never thought such words would come out of your pretty lips but here you were wiggling in her lap searching for something she was desperate to give you.

you tossed your head back when her hips jolted. your clit was rubbing against your shorts and with each move you were closer to ecstasy. nothing could've prepared you for what happened next. her hand cupping your pussy pressing the fabric of your shorts against your already pulsing clit. her cold skin made contact with your warmth and you were quivering threatening to unravel.

"is that good?" she muttered watching a smile of pure pleasure spread on your face. you nodded while huffing, unable to breathe. "more," you begged holding her jaw. your eyes filled with lust.

"yeah? you want more?" her voice was husky. fingers pushing your shorts to the side. fingertips brushing on your throbbing pussy. she felt your wetness, snarled and then felt for your entrance. she was nervous, so fucking nervous, her heart was pounding out of her chest but she also felt satisfied. so so satisfied that all this pleasure was coming from just her touch.

"yeah? you like that?" your eyelids fluttered as she pushed her fingers into your entrance slowly and then all at once. you bit her lip. her words were just as satisfying as her fingers buried in your cunt. your head fell forward. hands gripping her shoulders as you rode her fingers. "that's it," she whispered and you moaned a sound that was music to her ears. bodies moving in harmony.