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[greer2301]

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Freshly single, 5’3 chubby Italian Canadian.

Kink lover, chratt slut, Thiam obsessed, Isaac lahey’s personal slut.

Love a morally grey character plot. Always up for a drink and loves requests. Chat with me hoes💋

[greer2301]

ALEXA PLAY SLUT ME OUT!!!!

[strnilolover]

⌗ . . . VIDEO FOR HIM

CW : SMUT. READER X CHRATT RELATIONSHIP. BLOW JOB. TIT FUCKING. PLUS-SIZE!READER AND CHRIS ONLY. RECORDING. CUMMING ON TITS. TEASING. and more.

matt hadn’t been home for a few days and you were starting to go insane. it’s not like you couldn’t be left without him, normally if matt left, chris would stay with you and vice versa unless it was something they both needed to do.

but this time it had just been different. he was sweet about it, giving you a long kiss goodbye, cupping your face and whispering, “be good for me, baby. i’ll be home in a few days.” but now your brain wouldn’t stop replaying the way matt had looked that morning before he left.

you were pulsing with need. soaked right through your panties at just a simple thought of how matt had looked—that’s how wrapped around his finger he had you. your whole body was buzzing, warm and aching, and nothing you did was helping.

yes you and chris had already slept and fools around while matt has been gone—he was your boyfriend too. but, you really just wanted matt.

it was like you couldn’t even touch yourself right. your hands and your toys didn’t feel like him. and you didn’t ever think about matt while fucking chris—because that wouldn’t be right. nothing filled the empty spot that only matt’s mouth, cock, or voice could satisfy. but again he wasn’t home.

but chris was. and you hesitated—because were you really about to go to your other boyfriend, thinking about his brother while you wanted to get some cock?

but you only hesitated for maybe half a second before deciding to pad down the hall in nothing but one of your tank tops and panties. when you reached the living room, chris was sitting exactly how you hoped—sprawled out on the couch without his shirt on and his sleep shorts clinging to his hips. he was scrolling on his phone, clearly winding down for the night.

when chris heard the sound of your footsteps, he looked up—a smile tugging at his lips at the sight of you. “hey baby.” he greeted casually, his ryes scanning the way you stood. you looked nervous, and normally you weren’t ever. you were chewing on your lip, fidgeting with your fingers as you stood there.

there was a long moment before you spoke. “I miss him.” you whispered quietly, your eyes flicking up to look at him. chris raised a brow—eyes boring into you like he was already reading between the lines. “matt?” he questioned without hesitation. and you nodded, stepping to stand between his spread knees.

he set his phone down beside him, letting out a short breath, his voice stayed calm. “what do you need, sweetheart?” he asked, reached a hand out to rub along your side, lingering just a little on your thigh giving it a squeeze.

your cheeks burned, the true on the tip of your tongue. spilling out to him. “i wanted to suck his cock tonight..” you whispered, voice tight with desperation. “i thought about it all day—he was supposed to be home today. but he’s not.” you poured just slightly, still annoyed at the fact that matt still wasn’t home.

chris nodded, his lips twitched at the corner. he was trying hard (and failing) to not smirk cockily at you. but really the reason why you were here was just amusing to him. “soo..instead you came to suck my cock?”

you let out a little ‘mhm’ as you slowly began to drop to your knees—his hands sliding up your body as you slid down. one of them landing right on the back of your head, threading into your hair already.

“please,” you breathed, your hands doing quick work to palm at his thigh, looking up at him with soft, glassy eyes. “let me.” you put on your sweetest face, the one him nor matt could ever resist. normally resulting in you getting whatever you wanted. and you pushed your arms closer together, arching your body just slightly into his—giving him a good view of your ass and tits.

he studied you, his eyes trailing over the curves of your body, nostrils flaring as he exhaled. “fuck me.” he gritted, feeling how the front of his pants were already getting tighter by the second by just watching how needy you were for some cock.

before you could say anything further, he reached for his phone next to him on the couch. his eyes were dark and hooded—his tongue poking out to wet his lips at he looked at you. "if you're gonna be that desperate for it, baby, i'm recording. he's gotta see how his girl behaves without him, yeah?"

you nodded fast without a second thought. the idea of matt seeing you like this working you up even more than what you already were. "i think he'd like that." you admitted, your thighs squeezing together just slightly—more like you'd like that.

it took chris a moment to open his camera app, making sure the phone was angled right in his hand and that it could see you. but when the camera started rolling—you tugged the waistband of chris' sweats, your fingers hooking in quickly and tugged them down, his hips lifting to help you.

the moment his cock sprang free, you decided not to waste any time—leaning forward and kissing the tip as your hand wrapped around the base, giving him a few teasing strokes. slowly, you let a thick line of spit dribble from your mouth down over the head of him, allowing your hand to move smoothly.

chris let out a long groan behind his phone—moving the device to the side so he could see you himself. “jesus look at you baby.” he muttered, the hand in your hair tightening slightly.

you moaned at how he was grabbing you, and just for the camera—for matt.

your hand tightened around his cock, leaning forward and letting your lips wrap around his tip, your tongue moving in quick swirls before sucking. you bobbed up and down, tasting the saltiness of pre-cum on your tongue before pulling off with a pop and letting him go.

a smirk spread across your lips as you peered up at chris through your lashes, letting your hands grab at the bottom of your tank top before pulling it over your head. leaving you in nothing but your panties.

your hands cupped your breasts, shifting your body closer to his and slotting his cock between them. the spit and precum covering him acting as lube as you squished them around him. his cock slipped between the softness of your cleavage as you bounced your tits slowly, sliding him up and down with a tight, wet squeeze.

you leaned forward as his cock popped up between your tits and licked across the tip—letting your tongue circle it before you sucked it into your mouth just enough before going back to bouncing your tits around him.

chris hissed through his teeth, the hand holding his phone shaking a little as he watched the way your tits bounced. how your mouth had felt sucking on the most sensitive part of him. “fuck—baby, you’re filthy.” he groaned, his other hand still tangled in your hair, pushing you closer and urging you to do it again.

and you obliged, letting the head slip back into your mouth each time it poked out high enough. the sounds of your sucking mixing with the slick slide of your tits around him were loud enough to fill the room. your spit dribbled down your chin, messier than before.

chris let himself adjust the angle of his phone, recording everything from more above now—the lens catching your teary eyes and your swollen lips and the way your tits jiggled around him. “y’like being recorded hm? like showing off for your boyfriend?”

you whimpered, nodding your head as you pulled your mouth away, letting your tits continue to bounce. “yes. wanna make him proud…” chris hummed at that, smirking down at you. “yeah? bet he’s gonna lose his fuckin’ mind when he sees this,” chris rasped, his chest heaving more. “seeing his girl down on her knees, using those pretty tits just ‘cause she couldn’t wait.”

you whined, the praise sparking more heat between your legs. you bounced your tits faster—squeezing them tighter, making sure to lick and suck at the head every time it peeked out. your own panties were sticking uncomfortably to your soaked cunt, but you didn’t care. you couldn’t stop.

chris’ thighs started to tens under your palms as you braced yourself, his hips giving little involuntary thrusts upward into your mouth, causing you to choke a little. “fuck sweetheart—just like that. don’t stop yeah?“ he moaned, letting his hand guide your head now.

“look at this needy little mouth,” he cooed, his hips thrusting up a little quicker. “look at those perfect fuckin’ tits. no wonder matt tries to keep you to himself.”

and his words only spurred you on. you were panting, little sounds slipping from your mouth as you swallowed the head of his cock down into your mouth for a moment before pulling off with a wet pop.

you smirked up at him as a string of spit clung between your lips and his tip. “please cum,” you begged. “cum on me. want it on my tits. want you to cum for me.” you sounded so fucked out already—so needy.

his jaw clenched at the sight, head falling back against the couch, groaning. “fuck—gonna get it all over yourself if i do baby. i—“ you cut him off before he could finish. sucking the swollen head of his cock back into your mouth, moaning around him while your tits pumped faster, harder.

chris’ grip on your hair tightened to the point of stinging. the slight pain made you whine, your hips shifting a little—trying to somehow sooth the ache between them. you could feel the way his cock twitched, how his muscles tensed more under your touch. “baby—shit—gonna cum.”

“cum, please.” you begged again. and the your words shot straight through him. “fuckfuckfuck.” his hand pushed your head down for a moment, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat before he pulled you off.

thick hot ropes spilled across your chest a second later—painting your tits and throat as his cock pulsed between your tits. you moaned as you leaned down again, sucking the last spurts directly from the tip, swallowing greedily before pulling off with a messy grin.

you let his cock slip from between your tits, his cum dripping down your cleavage—and you pressed your tits together, smearing it further across your skin just to watch his dazed eyes darken at the sight.

“good girl.” he breathed, voice shaky, his thumb brushing your wet cheek as he leaned forward to look at the mess he’d made. his phone was still recording. you had forgotten it was even there, forgot who this was all for.

chris let his finger hit the stop button before he opened his messages. his hand was still caressing your face as his one hand typed something out before he locked his phone and tossed it to the side.

his attention focused back on you.

“bet he’s gonna regret not being home today,” he said with a small laugh, his words pulling one from you as well. “c’mon, let’s get you cleaned up baby.”

strnilolover note ⋆˙⟡ . . . somehow i was able to finish this yesterday, i’m getting closer and closer to cleaning out my drafts and then i can write new things. i kinda wanna make another au tho with this trio…ive been thinking about it for a while now

[greer2301]

Broken Girl

Chratt X Fem!Reader

•Suicide• •Self Harm• •Sad• •Triggering ish•

They seen the decline, the way you smiled less, you picked at your food, you would hardly get out of bed.

The break up hit you hard, it took your breath away, your ex toyed with you for months, using your body your money and destroying you mentally before throwing you aside. Chris and Matt tried, they brought you out on rides they took you swimming, they held sleepovers and brought you to play paintball to get you to smile. Unfortunately it wasn’t enough to make you want to crawl out of the dark.

They were the ones to find you, wrapped up in your blankets unresponsive and foaming from the mouth. They called 911 but you were pronounced dead on arrival. Your obituary triggered the outpour from their fans, heartache from your family and more pain for the boys who just wanted to hold you one more time.

They thought about every smile, laugh, stolen kiss they shared with you. Every time they could remember making you blush, they smiled sadly at the trinkets you kept from memories you all made together as they packed your apartment. “I miss her laugh” Chris whispered as he held a framed photo of the three of you, looking at it with unshed tears. “I do too” Matt whispered back as he packed the last box of your things. They each kept a trinket to hold on to your memory tho neither boy needed it, they would remember you like you stood beside them their whole life.

When Matt walked into his room the lingering smell of your perfume hung in the air, his heart clenched at the thought that he’ll never smell it again. His spare pillow on the bed still smelt of your shampoo, the rings you forgot to grab still sitting on his nightstand as he placed his own beside them. Your favorite throw blanket tucked under his neck, as he held it close with tears streaming down his face.

Chris laid in his bed, your favorite sweater of his that you borrowed last clutched in his arms as he watched edits of the three of you on his phone. Silent tears rolled down his cheeks as he inhaled your scent from the sweater his heart dropping as he accepts he’ll never see you again. Your necklace hanging off the corner of a framed photo of the two of you taken on your twenty second birthday, the two of you sitting on the couch laughing with your face trying to hide in his neck his arm wrapped around your shoulders.

Matt scrolled through your TikTok page, laughing at videos you shared with him and his brothers, little jokes he would catch as he watched them a second time. As his eyes grew heavy he put his phone down and his eyes looked to the window, the gap at the bottom of the curtain allowing him to see the dark sky with stars scattered around. You loved stars, you had star rings which sat on the nightstand and a matching necklace that you left with Chris, matching earrings with Nick. Matt’s heart clenched as he tried to sleep.

“I fucking miss you” Chris and Matt whispered simultaneously looking at the stars, their minds filled with thoughts of you.

[greer2301]

Eye for an Eye

Rhaenyra’s!Daughter Reader

Everyone stood in the throne room, maesters tending to Aemond children squabbling and adults trying to figure out what happened.

“May I speak, your grace?” Daemeara asked as she held her hands clasped in front of herself and walked to the front of the crowded room. “Of course my girl, go ahead” Viserys said breathily as he looked to his darling granddaughter. “Prince Aemond claimed Vahgar, Baela and Raena attacked him. Jace and Luke went to defend them, Aemond called my brothers Bastards heavily implying an affair between my mother and Ser Harwin Strong. Aemond was going to kill Jace, bashing his head with a large stone Lucerys found my blade that I dropped in the scuffle, he swung the blade blindly and hit Aemond’s eye. It truly was an accident but it was self defense.” Daemeara said as she looked over the faces of her grandfather, his wife, Aemond and her mother.

Daemeara zoned out as she watched the Maester finish fixing Aemond’s eye. “I will have one of her son’s eyes in return!” Alicent shouted as she looked over to Luke and Jace. “My Queen, if it would please you. As the eldest child and only Daughter born to my mother I offer my left eye as payment for Aemond’s. On the condition that you are the one to remove it” Daemeara offered as she stood in front of the crowd, her dagger offered by her outstretched arm the handle facing the Queen. “My mother has Three sons, Aemond is merely a second son. I am my mother’s heir, I am her only Daughter, truthfully this offer is more than what Aemond’s left eye is worth.” Daemeara taunts as she waves the dagger in Alicent’s face.

Daemon leant against the pillar in the shadows a smirk on his face as he finds amusement in the short girls words. “You would give your purple eye, to save your brother?” Alicent asked as she stepped closer to the girl. “I know you cannot understand it, but I would burn this world to save my kin” Daemeara told her placing the blade in her hand and holding her arms at her side. “However, we wouldn’t be here right now if you would stop calling my brothers bastards Ms.Hightower.” Daemeara said loudly as she looked up at the redhead with a raised brow. “What have I told you Alicent, questioning my Daughter. Disarm her!” Viserys commanded, his guards following his order. “On the act of treason committed by Alicent Hightower, I King Viserys Targaryen Order a public lashing commencing at dawn” Viserys said as he took a seat on the throne.

“But there is no proof my King” Otto tried to defend her, but his words fell on deaf ears. “Would you like to join her?” Daemeara asked, picking her nails as she watched Alicent be hauled away. “You don’t have that authority” Otto told her Smugly. Daemeara shrugged, taking a knife off her thigh and slicing her neck shallowly before thrusting the blade into Otto’s hand and screaming while backing away from the man. Rhaenyra was at her side first, Daemon following and disarming Otto having seen the whole exchange he couldn’t help the proud smile on his face. “I didn’t my king I I” Otto stammered as he tried to figure out what to say. “Attempted Murder of my Granddaughter, in my fucking throne room are you serious! I want them dead, the whole fucking Hightower name!” Viserys roared as he stood, making his way to Daemeara and watching as his guards escorted Otto away.

In their chambers away from prying eyes Daemeara talked with her mother, confessing every dark scheming moment she caught the Hightowers in and she couldn’t help but laugh as she remembered the look on the old cunts face as he was walked off.

[greer2301]

Make Me Wanna Fuck All Your Friends

Matt Sturniolo X Fem!Reader

•Smut• •NSFW• •Swearing• •MDNI•

“Fuck you” I moan as Matt thrusts deeper, harder, reaching every unknown inch of me. “Shut up, slut” he pushes my head into the pillow, pulling my hips higher and giving a throaty moan as his tip brushes my cervix.

Moaning loudly into the pillow I clench around him, my body tensing as I get closer to that sweet edge. “Matt” I moan into the pillow, biting the corner to keep his brothers from hearing me. “Give it to me pretty girl, come on my cock” Matt encourages his voice rasping and breathy, small groans escaping him as his head tilts back with his eyes closing.

So fucking pretty “so fucking pretty Matt” I whimper, reaching my hand back to hold his hip. With a loud gasp I cream on him, loud whimpering moans leaving my mouth as Matt fucks me through it. “We’re not done pretty girl, you’re gonna take everything I give you sweet girl” Matt demands as he turns me over, pulls my leg to his shoulder and enters me again.

“Matt! Fuckk please please” I whimper, too overstimulated to even breathe. “Mmm, fucked out sweet girl? Good. Now you can’t text my friends hm” he thrusts harder hitting that sweet spot making me gasp. “Such a good girl takin my cock” he moans as he pushes my leg back farther leaning over me. “Mmm matty, please I-I’m sorry I” whimpers cut me off as I try and explain myself, my back arching deeper. White clouds my vision and I start shaking as he thrusts faster, silent moans leave my mouth as I cream on Matt’s pretty cock for the second time tonight.

“You’re mine, I don’t care that we’re just friends. I fuck this pussy, I own this pussy” Matt demands moaning, slapping my tittys as he makes his point, I can’t help the moans leaving my mouth at this point as he reaches down to toy with my overstimulated clit. “Matt’s, all Matt’s, please!” I whimper, loving it and overstimulated. “Come with me pretty girl” Matt moans and like his good girl, as his moans and groans get louder I cream on his cock while he pumps me full of his seed. I moan as he pulls out and puts his fingers in me to keep it in me, laying beside me and holding me close.

“I just wanted to know where you were earlier that’s why his name popped up” I tell him as I rest my head on his chest. “Don’t matter baby, you know who’s pussy it is now” Matt says as he hands me a baby wipe and his sweater.

[greer2301]

Momma’s Boy

Chris Sturniolo X Fem!Reader

•Mommy kink• •NSFW• •SMUTT•

“Fu- Mommy, fe-feels so good” Chris moans, my hips coming down on him harder. The headboard smacking on the wall, his moans and whimpers echoing in the room over the tv noise. “Mmm, doin so good babyboy, so fucking good f’mommy” I praise him, holding his wrists above his head, my walls clinging to him tighter as he moans loudly for me.

His cheeks are flushed, his forehead coated in a lair of sweat clinging to his hair as he moans bellow me, his pretty lips parted as he pants. His muscles flexing and releasing as he fights his orgasm, my healed new titty piercings bouncing in his face as he watches them. Leaning in he takes one in his mouth as I speed up, moaning loudly he bucks his hips fucking up into me like the good boy he is. “Mmm want to fuck mommy baby?” I ask him with a moan, slowing down as he nods.

Chris turns me over and pulls my hips up as he gets into position behind me, one of his hands reaching forward to play with my piercings. “S’fuckin pretty mommy” Chris says, sliding his length through my pretty pink lips as he moans, I gasp as I feel him thrust into me bottoming out. I match his pace, fucking back into him as he wrecks me, my pussy drooling for him, leaking onto the bed beneath us as he ruthlessly fucks my pussy like a man starved.

“Fuck ma, takin me so good” Chris moans as he watches his length disappear into my pretty pink hole. Moaning I arch more for him, reaching down to play with my clit, his hand not on my piercing comes down hard on my asscheek. A gasp leaving my mouth as tears start leaving my eyes. “Fuck ma, so fucking close. Good fucking whore f’me” Chris moans, spanking my ass harder as he speeds up his release so close.

“Fuckk, fill mommy baby. Watch it drip” I moan, his hips stuttering as he gets closer. “Cummin for you mommy, gon’ fill mommy’s pretty pussy” Chris whimpers, his hips stilling before thrusting hard a couple times as he moans loudly and spills in me, coating my pink walls white. “S’good boy” I moan, my cream mixing with his seed. “Nice fucking piercings mommy” Chris pants, pulling out and moaning as his seed drips from me.

[greer2301]

Subby Matt short

MDNI, NSFW, mommy kink, mentions of cum.

soft moans filled the room, the headboard hitting the wall, Matt's bedframe squeaking with every hard drop of her hips. Matt lays spent beneath her, his body slick with sweat his cum pooling in his v line as she rides him relentlessly thru his third orgasm. "F- mmm, ca-fuck mommy" Matt whimpers his body tense and shaking as she kisses his neck and leaves her mark on him. Moaning lowly she pulls back, a string of saliva connecting them as she shakes and her hips stutter while she squirts for him. Matt's fingers circle her clit quick prolonging her orgasm as she shakes soaking him, a hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet.

"s-so fucking pretty mommy" Matt moans running his hand thru their mess, she watches him breathlessly. "Thank you mommy" Matt kisses her softly, pulling her into him as they lay there a mess together.

[missmimii]

୨ৎ－𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄, ’𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 | 𝐂－𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

୨ৎ － 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 | In which Chris gets grills

୨ৎ — 𝐂𝐖. 18+, Dom!Chris, oral, fem!receiving, praising, pet names, detailed sexual encounter, light degradation, face grabbing, fingering, dom + sub dynamics, mentions of bruising or marking, tit groping, dirty talk

“Oh my god.”

Chris snickered, his grin practically splitting his face as the girl’s hand gripped his jaw, turning his face side to side with weak but deliberate movements. The cool metal of his brand-new grills gleamed under the room’s dim lighting, catching every angle as she inspected them in pure disbelief. Her fingers barely resisting the urge to squeeze his face in frustration.

Okay－he wasn’t actually gonna’ do it.

It started off innocent enough. Chris asked a simple question, his voice laced with curiosity.

“What’s one thing I could do that would drive you crazy?”

At first, the girl’s response was dismissive. “Everything.” Chris rolled his eyes, lips twitching into a playful smirk. “No—like—craaaazy.” He leaned in slightly, his tone teasing yet expectant. For a moment, the room was silent. Then, realization dawned on her. “You make me sick,” she muttered, grabbing the nearest thing within reach—her stuffed bunny—and tossing it at him.

Chris dodged it effortlessly, his laughter erupting so hard he swore a blood vessel might’ve burst. “It’s not funny!” she huffed. Oh, but it was. Until it wasn’t. Still chuckling, Chris wiped at his eyes, exhaling one last airy laugh before running a hand down his jaw. His fingers brushed over his chin in thought, his grin dimming into something more contemplative.

“Have you ever seen grills?” Silence. Not even a inhale was heard.

The boy blinked. “Grills, huh?” He mused.

Chris tilted his head slightly, studying her. She had pulled her knees to her chest, hugging them as she leaned against the bed frame. Her bottom lip was trapped between her teeth, and to his absolute delight, a deep crimson spread across her cheeks. “I’m joki—” she started, but her voice faltered the second she caught the look in his eyes.

Chris was staring at her with a new intensity, one that made her shrink back slightly. His once-playful expression had turned calculating, intrigued. His tousled hair flopped messily over his eyebrows as he sat up, his posture shifting. “You’re telling me if I got grills, you’d be foaming at the m—” She squealed, face burning as she smacked his arm—hard.

“Shut up!” But Chris just grinned wider, like a cat who had just found its new favorite toy.

“Interesting.” He dragged the word out, stretching his arms over his head before flopping onto his back. His mind was already spinning with possibilities. Was she being serious? She seemed pretty serious. Jesus－her cheeks were practically burning. His lips tipped up at the thought, tongue twinging the inside of his cheek.

“Don’t.” She warned, pointing her finger at him with an angry expression, as if she could physically hold him back with just a glare. Because the actual glare wasn’t enough apparently. Chris huffed out an amused chuckle. “Don’t what?” He feigned innocence, tilting his head toward her.

He watched as her throat bobbed, swallowing thickly as she averted her gaze downward. “Whatever you’re thinking. Just—don’t.” Chris hummed thoughtfully, placing his hands behind his head as he stared at the ceiling. “I don’t know… you’re looking a little guilty right now. Almost like you’re imagining it.”

“I am not!” she shot back, but the way she immediately averted her gaze said otherwise. A slow, knowing smirk tugged at his lips. “Uh-huh. You totally are.” She groaned, burying her face in her hands. “I hate you.”

“You love me.”

“I really don’t.”

“Liar.”

She peeked at him through her fingers, eyes narrowing. “If you show up with grills, I swear to God, I will never speak to you again.” Chris gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. “Wow. So cruel.”

“I mean it.”

“Mmm-hmm.”

She eyed him warily, suspicious of the way he suddenly seemed way too relaxed. He had that look—like he was plotting something “Chris.” She deadpanned, jaw ticking in frustration.

“Yeah?”

She ran a hand down her face, groaning softly. “Promise me you won’t.”

He glanced at her, then shrugged. “Sure.”

She slapped her hands down onto her thighs, squinting at him with a gentle glare. “That wasn’t convincing!”

Chris blew out a aspirated laugh, sending her a smirk. “I said sure, didn’t I?”

“Chris.”

He rolled onto his side, grinning up at her. “What? You don’t trust me?” He muttered, jutting out his bottom lip a faux pout. God, he’s obnoxious.

“Not even a little.”

His smirk widened. “Good.”

The girl groaned again, flopping onto her pillow with an exasperated sigh. She knew, without a doubt, that she had just set herself up for something ridiculous.

Chris, still thoroughly amused, raised a brow. “What, Y/n?” His voice came out slightly muffled from the way she was squishing his cheeks. Her glare sharpened, but the effect was completely ruined by the heat creeping up her neck. The way his teeth sparkled when he smirked was unfair.

Chris caught the way her eyes flickered down to his mouth again, and his smirk deepened. Oh, this was gold. “You know what,” she huffed, finally letting go of his jaw and flopping back onto the edge of her bed. Chris immediately burst into laughter, his chest shaking as he threw his head back. “Oh, you are so mad right now,” he teased, wiping at the corner of his eye as if he had just heard the funniest joke of his life.

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it!” she blurted out, still staring at him like he had committed a crime against humanity. Chris shrugged, casually leaning in closer so she had no choice but to look at them again. “What can I say? I aim to please.” She let out an exasperated groan, covering her face. “I hate you.”

Chris tilted his head, flashing a slow, smug grin that made his grills catch the light again. “You sure about that?”

As the diamonds glittered across his perfect teeth she felt her stomach do an embarrassing flip, breath hitching her in her throat as she swallowed. “Unfortunately,” she muttered, crossing her arms. Chris just laughed again, plopping down next to her like he owned the place. “Admit it. You like ’em.” He mused, leaning in.

She whined, tipping her head away as his breath tickled her neck. “I do not!” Chris tutted gently, tilting his head as he looked at her with a smirk. “Mmm-hmm.” He dragged the sound out, watching as she aggressively avoided his gaze.

She clenched her jaw, refusing to give him the satisfaction. But then he leaned in just a little more, his voice dropping lower. “C’mon, Y/n. Say it.” A shiver went down her spine, jaw dropping open a bit as she felt a foreign feeling ignite in her core.

She swallowed. “You’re insufferable.” Chris only grinned wider, pure mischief dancing in his eyes. “And yet, here you are, still staring at my mouth.” If her cheeks weren’t burning then, they definitely were now. The two held eye contact－almost as if they were fighting in a battle of dominance.

Chris tilted his head, his cocky little grin making the girl want to slap him across the damn face. “Cmon’, baby.” His finger tips brushing against the revealed skin of her thigh, the sparks shooting right up to her pussy. Okay that’s it. Chris watched as her lips parted, wanting to chuckle at her flustered state－but how could he embarrass her anymore than he already has? After all, he wasn’t a monster.

The girl fumbled, but promptly trapped a pillow, and smacked him across the face with it. “Fuck.” He grunted, huffing out a soft laugh. She slapped a hand over her lips, muffling the array of little laughs and giggles, backing up from him. “Oh my god－” In a swift motion, Chris grabbed her wrist and pushed her back against the bed, his weight hovering over her as she let out a startled gasp. The playful teasing in his eyes had vanished, replaced with something sharper. Something unreadable.

Her pulse jumped. “Chris—”

“Say it,” he ordered, low and demanding, his grip firm but not painful. His face was dangerously close now, close enough that she could see the faint silver glint of his grills as he spoke. She swallowed hard, her heart hammering against her ribs. “Let me go.” His fingers flexed against her wrist, but he didn’t move. Instead, he tilted his head, studying her like he was trying to figure something out. Like he was waiting.

The air between them grew thick, charged. “Tell me the truth,” he muttered. “If I slip my hand into here,” she gasped, feeling his one hand slide down from her wrist, and into the hem of her sleep shorts, toying with the frill gently. “Are you gonna be wet?”And God, he looked like he knew it.

The air between them was stifling, heavy with something neither of them wanted to name. Thick, hot, tension. It wasn’t the kind of tension that was uncomfortable－but rather suffocating. And she’d be a bold faced liar to say that it didn’t have her thighs trembling. Her breath stuttered as his fingers traced the delicate hem of her shorts, barely there, just a ghost of a touch. But it was enough. Enough to make her entire body lock up, enough to send a shiver down her spine. “Fuck.” She whined.

Chris smirked, slow and knowing. “You gonna answer me?” His voice was husky, thick with amusement—but underneath, there was something else. Something darker. She swallowed hard, her fingers twitching against his hold. “Chris—” his grip tightened, just enough to make her heart skip, and for her to cunt ache. Why did she feel this way?

It made her want to sob. “I asked you a question, sweetheart.”

Heat rushed to her cheeks, burning, spreading down her neck. She hated how easily he unraveled her, how quickly he turned her into a mess with just his words and the way he looked at her—like he already knew the answer. Chris felt his jaw clench, not knowing if his smirk was going to widen, and let up－His fingers flexed against her hip, teasing, like he was debating whether to push further.

Her breath came out uneven, her body betraying her as she clenched her thighs together, desperate to ignore the way his presence alone sent a pulse of warmth through her, making her fucking drip. Chris tilted his head, his lips ghosting near her ear. “You can act all defiant,” he murmured, voice smooth as silk, “but your body’s saying something else.”

Her nails dug into his arm, trying to push him away, but he didn’t budge. Instead, he leaned in even closer, his breath hot against her skin. “You wanna keep pretending, or are you gonna admit it?” Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, drowning out everything else. And when he pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, eyes laced with mischief and something far more dangerous—she knew she was in trouble.

It felt like a million lifetimes looking into his eyes, hearing and feeling the pulse thrumming inside of her core. “Touch me.” She finally whined, one lone tear of frustration drooling from her eye. Chris had a glint in his eyes－an unmistakable look of victory. But what kind of winner would he be if he didn’t thank the host? Without any hesitation he lowered his head, pressing his lips to hers.

A moan emitted her parted lips, making him chuckle, running the tip of his tongue across the bottom of her lip gently. “Thas’ okay, hmm?” Chris mumbled, one of his hands gripping the pillow above her head as she nodded breathlessly beneath him. “Good－s’so fucking good.” The girl whimpered out, her free hand tangling into his brown mass of messy hair.

Chris grunted as he felt her tug him down onto her, his hips pressing against the gap between her parted thighs. Teeth gnashing together as he fed into her mouth hungrily, as if he’d been starved from the taste of her for his entire life. “Fuck,” he groaned, a string of spit connecting between their lips as he pulled away.

Her hips pushed up into his visible hard on, desperate for some sort of friction. “Mm－mm,” he gritted his teeth, looking at the ceiling for a moment. “－keep doing that and you won’t leave this room in one piece.” Chris uttered, hissing as she tugged on his hair, whining softly. He leaned back down, cursing as she took his bottom lip between her teeth, nipping delicately while simultaneously rutting her hips up into his.

Pre-cum pearled at the tip of his cock, and Chris whimpered into her mouth as she ran her warm tongue over his jewelled teeth. He chuckled, “If I knew that this is all I needed to do to have you rubbin’ on me like a bitch in heat, I would’ve done it a loooo－ng time ago.” Asshole, she bit on his lip hard.

Chris only snickered, moaning the pain away as he begin to kiss down her jaw. “Mm, you smell s’good.” Her eyes fluttered as she felt the boys teeth nip at the sensitive part of her neck, running his tongue over the area to ease the sting. “Chris,” she whined, bunching up fistfuls of his white shirt in her hands. “Y/n,” he mocked, edging a whine to his tone as he rolled his hips into her soaked panty-covered cunt.

Her eyes rolled back at the friction, a broken moan tearing from her throat as she threw her head back into the pillows. “Fuck!” She cried, feeling the boys chest rumble with a deep chuckle at the sound. “Good, baby?” Chris lifted his head, peering down on her with a heavy gaze. A sense of sick satisfaction bubbled in his chest as he saw her fall apart, and he hadn’t even fucked her yet.

Her eyes were fluttering with pleasure, a twinkle in her eyes as she heaved. A thin layer of dew lying on her face sweetly, making the stray strands of her hair stick to the edges of her jaw. “Awe,” Chris cooed, bringing a hand to her face, running his thumb across her plump bottom lip. “how pitiful.” He uttered, lips twitching as she parted her lips.

He rolled his bottom lip between his teeth, wanting to moan as he slowly slipped his thumb into her warm mouth. “Fuck me,” he muttered, feeling his cock ache painfully in his carpenter jeans. Her eyes were groggy, slow but wide blinks sent his way as she sucked his thumb into her cheeks as if it were his dick. And god, did he wish it was.

“Gonna be a good girl f’me?” Chris mumbled, swallowing thickly as he pressed down onto her tongue. “Good－” the girl cut herself off as she heard her slurred speech, his thumb in the way of her getting a coherent response out. “Hm?” She whined, eyes tearing as she shifted her hips in frustration. “I’ll－good.” Chris chuckled as he watched her eyes screw shut in embarrassment, cheeks red as her words came out incredibly butchered.

Chris silently cooed as he swiped his salvia coated thumbed across her cheek, humming softly to get her attention. “Yeah? Cause the only thing you’ll be cumming on tonight is my tongue.” He muttered, patting her cheek in a degrading manner. “So spread those fuckin’ legs.” And just like that, he was hooking his fingers into the hem of her shorts, slipping them down her plush thighs.

They shook ever so slightly, jerking as he began to move down her body, his breath fanning against her wet panty covered cunt. “Mm,” she yelped as his thumb pressed down onto the divot of her pussy, the fabric rubbing against her clit. “－already so wet for me, aren’t you sweetheart?” Instinctively, her hand shot down to wrap around his wrist as he applied more pressure.

His domineer darkened at the action, his movements halting. The change in atmosphere sent a shiver down the girls spine, and Chris tutted as he watched more wetness soak her panties. “Now this, this is just pitiful.” Her jaw fell open as Chris slipped a hand up her larger T-shirt (that was probably his), his large hand moulding around her perky tit. “S－shit!” She cried, eyes soaked with tears as his thumb rolled over her sensitive bud, his lips coming down and placing a gentle peck directly on her cunt.

He continued to swirl his finger over her nipple, pinching and gripping the skin as if it were his personal toy. His hot breath fanned across her wet underwear, sending shock waves through her body. “Fuck－Chris!” She gasped, a whimper tearing from her mouth as his teeth nipped at her clothed pussy.

Chris snickered, squeezing her breast in an almost apologetic gesture, even though she knew he wasn’t sorry. “Sorry baby,” his other hand tugged down her tainted underwear, and the boy almost came at the sight underneath. “I just really need this.” He whispered, in awe.

Her pussy was so fucking cute. Pink and wet, arousal dripping into the inside of her parted thighs as they shook. Her hips shifted, rutting up in desperation for any sort of friction. The poor girl just wanted－no－needed, to be fucked. “Please.” Fuck.

Chris softly grounded his cock into the mattress, rolling his bottom lip into his mouth as he used his middle and ring finger to spread her wet folds open. “I know, I know sweet girl.” Without another word said, he dove in, locking his lips with her soaked ones. “Shit!” A sharp gasp that almost edged on a whine emitted her lips, feeling Chris’s tongue licking a bold stripe up her core.

Deep. God, it was so fucking deep. Chris fucked his tongue inside of her as if it were his cock, the arch of his nose pressed against her clit as his teeth lightly grazed the tight walls of her cunt. Coated with arousal, Chris licked it up, drool dripping back down onto her sopping heat. “O－oh god.” Her head threw back into the pillows, eyes screwed shut in a painful manner.

It felt so fucking good, rolling her hips up to meet the rhythm of his tongue sliding into her little hole. Chris, however, fought for his damn life. “Mm.” He moaned at the taste of her on his tongue, savouring it like it was his last fucking meal. His eyes parted in a drunken gaze to her, watching her heaving chest, her shirt now ridden up, exposing her tits.

“Fuck.” Chris panted, sending a shiver through the girl as his breath fanned through her walls. “S’okay? Y－you’re okay?” The boys eyes softened at her slurred words, nodding softly at her. Even though she wasn’t looking at him. “I’m more than okay my little baby.” His heart－and cock, ached. How fucking cute, even fucked dumb like to poor thing she was, she made sure he was okay. “Just lemme－lemme make you feel good.”

The almost begging to his tone made the girl whine, feeling his hot mouth mould around her aching pussy. Her pre-release coated his tongue like a sinful melody, his cock paining as he withheld the oncoming orgasm. He just wanted to make you feel good. “You－fuck!－you’re making me feel good b-baby.” Chris’s moan at the term of endearment rumbled against her cunt, making her moan.

Chris’s hands held her thighs in a bruising grip, so tight that she was positive it was definite that marks would come through. Her torso arched, hips rutting up into his tongue as the muscles on his tongue pressed against the walls of her cunt. “I’m gonna－oh fuck, I’m gonna cum－” the stingingly cold metal of his chain gently swayed across her sensitive bundle of nerves, making her legs jerk.

“Yeah? Cum, cum f’me sweet girl.” Fuck.

Her gut clenched, an unwavering tightness of pressure swirling around her belly. “Ch－Chris..” his eyes flicked upward, watching as her nose scrunched, a soft cry choking from her lips. “I feel weird－ah－I’m gonna－” she moaned, sobbing out as Chris nipped her clit.

“You’re okay, hm?” Chris unlatched his lips from hers, swirling his middle and ring finger around her clit furiously. Her eyes widened, a sharp yelp eliciting her mouth as she felt something hit her. She fought it so hard－because it was foreign. “Chris－fuck!－I can’t!” Chris cooed, watching as tears ran down her face , along with the look of confusion.

He squeezed her thigh gently, humming. “Yes you can.” He mumbled softly, looking into her eyes as her pupils dilated. “Attaaa’ good fuckin girl.” He praised, watching as her lips parted, a drawled out moan tearing from her throat.

“Fuck.”

Chris felt the muscles in her walls tense around the tips of his fingers, before her thighs began to shake as wetness coated the sheets underneath. His lips, his fingers－fuck, it was probably in his mouth. Chris was in awe, hearing her choked cries as she came down from her unreal release, her body already starting to shut down from how exhausted it left her. “Shhh－I got you, I have you－” Chris crawled up her body, using the pad of his thumb to brush away her tears.

Small hiccups left her lips. “Did I do good－was I bad? I－” Chris shut her down with a soft ‘shhhh’, pressing a loving peck to her forehead. “You did so good sweetheart.” He assured, feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm still trembling through her tired frame. “I know it was a lot－but it’s all over, and it was good. Hm?” She softly nodded, tensing as she offered a gentle yawn.

Chris chuckled, pressing his lips to hers. “Tired, doll?” She hummed, eyes groggily blinking up at him. “Did you－” her eyes widened for a split second, guilt flashing in them as she reached a hand down to the tent in his jeans. Chris grunted, blowing out a small laugh as he grabbed her wrist. “I came.” He whispered, tilting his head with a small smile.

A look of confusion crossed her cute features. “Then why are you still ..” Chris lifted an eyebrow, smirking down at her as he brushed a few hairs away from her eyes. “Hard?” At her nod, Chris shrugged.

“Tears turn me on.”

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[greer2301]

Subby Matt short

MDNI, NSFW, mommy kink, mentions of cum.

soft moans filled the room, the headboard hitting the wall, Matt's bedframe squeaking with every hard drop of her hips. Matt lays spent beneath her, his body slick with sweat his cum pooling in his v line as she rides him relentlessly thru his third orgasm. "F- mmm, ca-fuck mommy" Matt whimpers his body tense and shaking as she kisses his neck and leaves her mark on him. Moaning lowly she pulls back, a string of saliva connecting them as she shakes and her hips stutter while she squirts for him. Matt's fingers circle her clit quick prolonging her orgasm as she shakes soaking him, a hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet.

"s-so fucking pretty mommy" Matt moans running his hand thru their mess, she watches him breathlessly. "Thank you mommy" Matt kisses her softly, pulling her into him as they lay there a mess together.

[greer2301]

Theo Raeken X Liam Dunbar X Fem Reader

MDNI!

Thiam X Human fem reader

You're beautiful. Pale ivory skin, blushed cheeks, plump build, wonderful green eyes, unfortunately for them you're also beautifully human.

Theo and Liam watched as you hung, a battery hooked up to your body delivering shock after shock from the turning hand of Gerard Argent. Your body soaked and shivering or maybe you shook from convulsions, truthfully they couldn't tell as they wolfed out and tried to help you attacking every warm body near by. The fighting only stopped when Scott arrived, accidentally killing the old hunter as Liam and Theo helped you down.

A trip to the hospital to see Melissa, a check up from Deaton and you were finally home wrapped up in Liam's spare lacrosse joggers and one of Theo's sweaters. Criminal Minds played on the TV for noise as you just rested your head on the arm of the couch, the only sound other than that was your cat messing around with his catnip mouse.  Liam sat beside you first, his hands gently massaging your thighs as he wasn't quite sure what to say yet. Theo followed sitting next to the couch playing with your hair hanging over the edge, you knew what was coming.

They've told you, Scott and Stiles have told you. Hell you've even thought it a few times, humans shouldn't get mixed up with the supernatural business here in Beacon Hills. You couldn't help it tho, the second you laid eyes on the beautiful blue eyed explosive Beta you fell hook line and sinker. You only dug a deeper hole for yourself when you and Liam fell for Theo, the way he protects yous and takes you both seriously even when you sound off your rocker with theories. When anyone would speak out about the relationship your defense had always been, making a point that Stiles has been involved since day one and no one has pushed him away.

"I know, I know what you're thinking. I don't care what you're going to try and reason with, or how bad you want to fight me on it. I love you both. I do not care what I have to fight to keep loving you, I know what I feel for you is worth everything because I will only feel it once in my life. So, no we aren't breaking up, and I won't be going anywhere and if you want to fight about it fight with each other because I won't even entertain it." You tell them, not bothering to look at them as you feel both of them tense and then look to each other. "Sugar, things aren't going to get any easier" Theo says as he rests his head on the cushion.

"Nothing worth having is easy Theodoré" with that you stand and walk into the bedroom, resuming the show in there tucked under the big black duvet. After some time Theo comes in and lays beside you, his hand trailing over the blanket and resting over your hip. Liam comes in after and turns you over to your side so he can lay behind you and be the big spoon, his body heat warming up the underneath of the blanket making you slightly drowsy. "You want to know why we work?" You ask, your voice just above a whisper. "Why do you think?" Liam asks as he rests his head on your shoulder. "Theo would kill for us, I would be killed for us and you, you always save us but you would live for us." You whisper as you look between them.

Liam breaks first, he grabs your chin turning your face to kiss you, his hands pulling your waist closer as he sticks his tongue past your lips wrapping his around your own. Theo kisses your exposed neck, Liam's fingers work your nipples through the light sweater you stole from Theo. Your moans are being swallowed by Liam as he dominates your mouth, your fingers curling in Theo's hair as he sucks his mark into your unmarked ivory skin. Liam removes his mouth from yours turning you to Theo as he starts peppering your neck with kisses, smirking as Theo swallows your moan as he found your sweet spot. His hands trailing from the back of your shoulder to your covered ass as he works over your cheeks.

You can't help it as you rutt your hips back into him, his hardening length causing your already wet pussy to drool. Liam groans as you push back harder becoming more needy for his cock, Theo doesn't bother to swallow your moans anymore as he focuses on rubbing your clit having snuck his hand into your pants. Liam reaches back into the drawer of the bedside table and takes out the finger condoms, actual condoms and numbing-cooling lube. He pushes down your pants and puts his covered prepped fingers on your hole massaging it at first.

Theo's fingers skillfully manipulate your clit as he finger fucks you, keeping you on your side by the arm that's under your head, your eyes closed in pleasure as your jaw slackens with the pace Theo keeps your moans leaving you almost breathlessly. Liam kisses your neck before pushing one finger in, your moans only increase as you enjoy the feeling of being fuller. Liam waits a minute before adding his second finger and scissoring them to help stretch you out, between Theo's fingers fucking in and out of you and Liam's prepping you needed to cum. Theo felt it, loving the way your pussy pulsated and contracted around his digits. "Mmm-mm, not yet baby" Theo tells you, his face beside your ear peppering kisses just below as he admires your fuck face.

Liam adds his third finger and you nearly lose it, your pussy gushes more slick as you fight back your orgasm your stomach muscles contracting as your body shakes, the feeling of being completely full nearly too much to bear. Liam kisses your back along your spine tattoo, loving the way you shake against them, disposing of the finger condoms Liam places the actual condom on his cock, Theo moves you to lean with your back against the pillows propped up a little. "Come on pretty girl, cum for us" Liam whispers in your ear as he manipulates your nipples, Theo's fingers quickly thrusting into you and your juices squelching as your pussy weeps. You shake as your body listens to their command, the ball snapping off the tether as your body creams and leaks more slick.

Liam moans just from watching, scooping your cream with a finger and sucking it off with another moan. Theo smirks, diving face first into your pussy licking from your opening to your clit letting out a moan that vibrates your core making you gasp. Theo sucks and licks your cum until it's gone, small tears have formed at the corners of your eyes and your body convulses. Liam watches with hungry eyes his hand stroking his hard length as you let out nearly chocked sobbed moans, leaning over your side he claims your lips as Theo finishes his work on your pretty pussy. "You taste so fucking good baby" Theo praises as he comes back up for air.

Liam helps you get into position, one all of you enjoy as you're on your knees on a hard pillow between them. Theo aligns himself with your hole as Liam kisses your shoulder and does the same to your rear, Theo can't help but smirk at the barley functional fucked out look on your face, Liam having seen it when Theo's face was between your legs was something Liam will have ingrained in his brain forever. Theo kissed you as he and Liam began sliding into your holes, your body feeling unbelievably full as their lengths bottom out pulling a loud moan from your parted lips as Theo lets his head fall back with a groan. Liam sighs as he rests his head between your shoulder blades pressing light kisses to your tacky damp skin. Their hands holding each others while on your hips holding you in place, their pace slow as we all get used to the position.

You pull Theo's mouth to yours with one hand passionately kissing him as you fight back moans, your other hand found a home in Liam's hair as he peppered kisses along your back, soft moans leaving his mouth as he looks to the mirror on the wall across from the bed watching his boyfriend fuck their girlfriend while he fucks her cute little ass, it was almost enough for him to cum right there.

Theo turns your head back and you bring Liam's head forward connecting your lips aggressively, moans leaving both of your mouths as your teeth clash together and Theo kisses your chest while they pick up speed. Your hands leave their bodies to play with your nipples, their hands gravitating to touch each other as your peak becomes closer again.

"S'close" you whimper out your neck slack and head leant back against Liam's shoulder as Liam and Theo make out passionately beside your face adding to the incoming climax, Liam's hand trails down your body to your clit rubbing circles as he and Theo place kisses to the closest skin they could reach as your body tenses. "Cum with us baby" Liam whimpers as he speeds up, Theo moans as you clench around him Liam's throaty moan pushes both of you over the edge as yous cum together and Liam shoots into the condom. Theo's thick hot cum painting your pretty pink walls as your juices coat his cock and your cream creates a ring at the base of his length.

They hold you tight to them as they pull out a whimper leaving your mouth as Liam places you onto the bed and discards the condom coming back with two wet wipes, he hands Theo one and uses the other to clean up the mess between your thighs and your bum. Liam kisses your cheek and places Theo's sweater back on you properly before tucking you in, he hands Theo clean boxers and puts on a pair himself before crawling in bed behind you holding you close, Theo kisses Liam's cheek before crawling in bed in front of you and slinging an arm over you and Liam pulling the string on the lamp to shut the light off before getting under the blanket.

[chrishogwarts]

fratboy!chris and bsf!reader ‘s car quickie before class.

“fuckkk.” chris’ hips rolls upward. his finger clung loosely to the side around your underwear.

"chris, i’m gonna—" you murmur breathlessly, your hand gripping the side of his neck while the other presses against the window.

“fuck. no, not yet.” he grunts, his head falling back against the headrest.

“please.” you shift your position slightly, being careful not to accidentally honk anyone.

“don’t wanna cum yet.” he mumbles, frowning. he grips your waist while the other one reaches to his hair, running through.

he leans forward, tilting his head as he tries his best to distract you, not wanting this quickie to end so fast.

“please. not yet.” he murmurs lowly in between kisses. he tugs on your lip as he leans back.

you sigh lowly, rolling your eyes as you lean forward, wrapping your arms around his neck. “fine.”

he hums, mumbling. “i don’t want this to end so quick, alright?”

you dip your head to the side of his neck, murmuring against his jaw. “class starts in ten.”

he groans, rolling his eyes. he reaches up to your hair, tugging on it as he looks into your eyes. “shut up. don’t even.”

© chrismalfoy

[ariestrxsh]

olderbrothersbsf!matt x innocent!reader

જ⁀➴ ♡ content warning: smut, public, praise, teasing, begging, finger sucking, oral (m & f!receiving), fingering, unprotected car sex, getting caught, forbidden love, age gap (both characters are adults)

જ⁀➴ ♡ summary: matt takes you out for dessert and a movie for your first-ever date together, but the two of you can't keep your hands to yourselves, even if you're out in public

dividers by @/roseraris

Young God

chapters: | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 |

Matt drove a little too fast, his hand resting on your thigh with the windows down, the breeze dancing in your hair, and your heart pounding in your ears. You were high on adrenaline from how you had taken off, leaving your brother in the dust after blatantly rebelling against his wishes to stay away from his best friend.

It wasn't like you to do things without permission or do anything that would cause controversy or stir up conflict, but there was something about Matt.

The truth was, Matt was all those things your brother said that he was - perverted, manipulative, arrogant, a player - the list goes on. However, he was also determined and passionate, and there was something about you that softened him.

"What do you want for dessert? Hmm? Just tell me what you want, and I'll take you there," Matt told you in a sweet voice, his fingertips softly brushing over the smooth flesh of your freshly shaven legs. "I want a strawberry milkshake," you told him without hesitation, your eyes lighting up. Matt smiled at you as he revved his engine and drove the two of you to a small ice cream parlor.

He held the door open for you, he ordered for you, and he even paid for you. The two of you cozied up in the booth beside each other, Matt sitting way closer to you than he needed to be.

"You're really pretty, you know that?" Matt told you in a soft voice just barely above a whisper. You blushed, trying to hold back your laughter, a nervous response to Matt's compliment. You watched his gaze travel to your lips as you plucked the cherry from your strawberry dessert and popped it into your mouth, sucking off the whipped cream. Matt felt his cock spring to life as he watched your tongue swirl around the fruit.

"Wanna know how to find out if you're a good kisser?" Matt wondered, picking his own cherry from atop his milkshake. "How?" You asked, giving him a skeptical look. "Can you tie the stem into a knot with your tongue? If you can, it means you're a good kisser," he informed you, popping the cherry into his mouth.

You were now determined to try. Once you'd swallowed the cherry, you pushed the stem between your lips. You started contorting your tongue, trying to fold the stem over onto itself with a silly, concentrated look on your face. Matt had his gaze locked on you, admiring how adorable you looked.

While you were still maneuvering your stem, Matt gave you a smug look before sticking out his tongue to reveal his perfectly tied knot. "No way!" You said, giggling and pulling out your own that was bent and misshapen. "For the record, I still think you're an amazing kisser," Matt winked at you.

You giggled, discarding it in your napkin and glancing back up at Matt, who was swiping his finger through the whipped cream on his milkshake. He smirked over at you, extending his hand for you to lick it off. With your eyes on his, you took his finger into your mouth, slowly licking off the whipped cream, the sweetness flooding your senses as you slid your lips over his knuckles with a soft hum. Blood rushed to his tip, his cock twitching at the sensation.

"That's it," he encouraged you, pushing his finger back into your mouth, savoring how good your tongue felt brushing against it. "Good girl," Matt whispered to you, his stare lingering on your bright red lips wrapped around his digit.

Matt didn't care that there were people around. All he cared about was your mouth and all the different fashions he was going to use it in tonight. The way he looked at you sent a throbbing between your legs, desire burning through your core, and an electric current of energy rushing through your whole body.

When he was finally satisfied with how well you'd sucked on his finger, he let you get back to your milkshake. "You didn't tell my brother where you were taking me on a date, did you?" You asked, stirring your shake around with your straw and mixing it with the whipped cream that was beginning to melt. "Hell no. He's crazy enough to show up here," Matt chuckled.

"You're right," you giggled. "You know, he complains about how overprotective our mom is, but he's even worse," you told Matt in a hushed voice as if your brother were around to hear you. "Yeah, but it's just because he cares about you, you know?" Matt replied. "He wants to protect you from guys like me."

"Guys like you?" You wondered, furrowing your brow. "Well, you know, when we got together, I was no virgin. I drive too fast, listen to my music too loud, and party a little too hard," Matt admitted in a very self-aware manner. "But you get to see a side of me that no one else sees, and I like that," Matt told you, reaching up and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

You wondered for a moment if he meant all the things he was saying or if he was just saying them to get into your pants. It honestly didn't matter much to you because either way, you craved him.

Matt's hand traveled to the hem of your dress, and he discretely pushed the fabric up, revealing your red laced panties. "Matt!" You exclaimed in a hoarse whisper as you pushed the hem back down. "You know where these would look even better?" Matt cooed, leaning in and whispering into your ear as he dipped his hands between your thighs and started rubbing your clothed clit. "Where?" You asked, trying your hardest to keep your composure.

"On the floor of my mustang," Matt told you, his lips curling into a devilish smile as he planted a kiss on the side of your neck, inhaling the floral notes of your perfume. You bit down on your lip to stifle your moan. "C'mon. Be a good girl and finish your dessert," Matt said, withdrawing stimulation and scooting back over to his side of the booth. He certainly knew how to tease you.

The two of you finished your milkshakes and then walked hand-in-hand to Matt's car. He opened the door for you, admiring how pretty you looked in your little black dress one last time before he was going to get you out of it. Matt cranked the key in the ignition, the engine turning over as you settled into the seat beside him and clicked your seatbelt closed.

The two of you had decided to go to the drive-in, which was only a couple blocks away, to see the new Captain America movie. After a few moments of navigating through side streets and parking lots, Matt pulled into a spot near the back.

"Do you want anything from the concession stand?" Matt sweetly asked, glancing over at you. You flicked your eyes up at him with a smile on your lips like you did want something, but you were too afraid to say it. "Come on, sweetheart. Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you," Matt replied in a sultry voice, his gaze dancing between your red lips and your big doe eyes.

"A coke, please," you told him. "I'll be right back," Matt said, leaning in and kissing you before he reached for his wallet and got out of the car. Your stomach was swarming with butterflies, an effect that Matt had had on you since you were kids. You still couldn't believe you were out on a date with him.

You opened your phone, making sure to shut your location off. The last thing you wanted was your brother rolling up to your date and ruining everything - especially if the date was going to go the way Matt had alluded to earlier in the evening.

I'd ask what movie you wanna see, but I have a feeling we won't be watching much of it, you remembered him saying. You squeezed your legs together, feeling yourself instantly getting wet as you recalled the texture of his voice and the way he had pinned you down as you said it. Just as you were losing yourself in your fantasies about him, the driver's side of Matt's door opened, startling you and making you jump.

"You good?" Matt asked, shooting you a smile. "Yeah, you just scared me," you laughed, placing your hand on your heart that was still beating quickly. "What? Were you doing something in here you weren't supposed to be doing?" Matt gave you a smirk, setting your drink in his cup holder. "No, it's not that," you giggled, picking it up and sipping from it.

"What is it then? What were you thinking about?" Matt wondered, looking you and up down skeptically as he got into the car and shut the door. "I was just thinking about how you said we weren't gonna be watching much of the movie and what we are going to be doing instead," you quietly replied, peering up at him as you adjusted your straw in your soda.

"Having naughty thoughts about me, hmm?" Matt cooed, running his fingertips along the hemline of your dress. You slowly nodded, staying silent. "I've been having naughty thoughts about you, too. Can't stop thinking about your pretty mouth and all the things you can do with it," Matt purred, bringing his hand up to your face and gently brushing his thumb against your bottom lip. "Why don't you show me again, hmm?" Matt asked, smirking at you.

"Right now?" You asked, raising your eyebrows. "Yeah, I've been thinking about it since you licked that whipped cream off my finger. I've got tinted windows, you know," Matt flirted, his seductive blue eyes scanning you up and down, fucking you in his mind. "Meet you in the back seat?" Matt requested, his lustful stare lingering on your mouth.

You slowly nodded at him. You kicked off your heels and climbed over the center console, nearly spilling your coke to get into the back seat. You felt a light swat on your ass as you did so, causing you to squeal.

"Hey!" You exclaimed, glancing back over your shoulder at Matt, but you secretly loved the attention he gave you. "Wasn't me," he shrugged with a smug grin on his face. "Yeah, sure," you rolled your eyes, trying to conceal your smile.

Matt climbed into the backseat shortly after you and brought you closer to him by your waist. "C'mere," he whispered before he tilted your head towards him and pulled you into a long, deep kiss. His mouth was sugary and sweet like the dessert the two of you had earlier. You moaned against his lips as he reached for your breasts and started squeezing them through your dress.

His tongue explored the inside of your teeth, his saliva mixing with yours as he slipped out of his black, leather jacket and discarded it on the floor of the car. Before pulling away, he trapped your plump bottom lip between his teeth and gently sucked on it. He was certainly messing up your lipstick, but neither one of you cared.

His lips traveled along your jawline, and he subtly tipped your head to the side with his nose. "Mmm.." you hummed, enjoying the feeling of his tongue pressed up against your neck. He started gently working his teeth along your soft flesh, gently biting down and creating a lovely sensation. "Oh, Matt," you whimpered quietly. The lovely sounds you were making encouraged him to keep going.

As the sounds of sloppy kisses filled the car, you heard another sound - a slow ziiip - and you peered down at Matt's hands that were now undoing his jeans. "Come on, sweetheart. I've missed your mouth so much," he whispered, gently placing his hand on the back of your head and pushing you down towards his lap.

You opened your mouth for him, allowing him to tuck his cock between your pillow soft lips. Your taste buds were immediately filled with a saltiness as you gently sucked the precum from his tip. "Fuck. That's it. Keep going, pretty girl," Matt groaned, involuntarily tightening his grip on your locks of hair.

He gently bobbed your head up and down, feeling the soft, wet feeling of your lips wrapped around him and the incredible sensation of your tongue massaging his length. He screwed his eyes shut and let his head fall back against the headrest of the car. "Oh, fuck," the words tumbled out of him in a sexy, low rasp as you worked your mouth on his most sensitive nerve endings.

The two of you were so enthralled by what you were doing that neither one of you noticed that the movie had started or what was going on at all. "Good girl," Matt purred as you started bobbing your head faster. Your mouth felt like a hedonist's heaven - warm, wet, and velvet soft.

Matt slowly slumped down in his seat as you cleaned the clear liquid seeping from his tip again. "That's it. Don't stop," Matt directed you, more satisfied sounds pouring from his mouth as he lifted his hips off of the seat. He drove his cock a bit further, hitting the back of your throat, which elicited a soft gagging sound from you that drove him wild. His breathing grew jagged as his fingers became entangled in your hair.

He was getting so close, his cock throbbing against your lips that were stretched around it. "Gonna be a good girl and let me cum all over that pretty tongue?" He sweetly cooed. Pleasure surged through his body and flooded his system as you hummed against the base of his shaft, "mhmm." You could feel every vein as your tongue wiggled over them, and Matt could feel every delightful subtlety of your mouth.

Suddenly, Matt's whole body tightened, and he let out a loud guttural moan with his hand eagerly pushing down on the back of your head. Your jaw was growing tired, but the sounds he made inspired you to keep going.

Shortly after, his cock twitched between your lips, hot spurts of cum squirting down the back of your throat. "Oh, fuck. Good girl. Good girl," Matt praised you, smoothing down your hair with the soft caress of his hand. You swallowed what you could, and the bit that you couldn't pooled at the corners of your lips and slowly spilled out of your mouth and down his shaft.

Matt picked your head up, his dick falling flat against his stomach as the sounds of his panting filled the car. "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear you'd have done that a million times," Matt complimented you, his blue eyes glazed over as he stared straight ahead at Captain America playing on the projector.

"Really? You think so?" You giggled, wiping the mixture of spit and cum from your mouth. "Yes. You're so fucking good at it," Matt whispered, tucking himself back into his boxers and zipping up his jeans.

"Do me now. Do me," you pleaded, unable to ignore the wetness pooling in your panties. "Hold on, sweet thing. You sucked the energy right out of me," Matt weakly replied, still trying to regulate his breathing and collect his thoughts. "I just want it so bad," you told him in a needy voice, tugging on the hem of his shirt.

Matt chuckled, and a devilish smile made its way into his expression as he started to push up your dress, revealing your red panties and your perfect tits. "No bra, hmm?" He asked, brushing his thumb across one of your nipples and causing it to stiffen under his touch. Waves of pleasure rippled through you, making you shiver and gasp before shaking your head no.

"What do you want, sweetheart? Gotta use your pretty words," Matt softly replied, leaning down towards your chest and closing the space between his lips and your breast. "Oh, Matt.. you know.." you whimpered in a shy voice, running your fingers through his hair as he circled your sensitive nipple with his fluttering tongue.

You leaned back against the window, your thighs splaying out as Matt maneuvered himself between them. You had one foot planted on the seat of Matt's car and the other leg hanging over the seat with your foot on the ground. "C'mon, sweet girl. Tell me what you want," Matt hummed against your breast before moving to the other. "I want you to kiss me down there."

"Kiss you right here?" Matt asked, his voice thick with lust as he moved his lips down your ribs, placing delicate kisses on your stomach, his stubble tickling you. You giggled and writhed around beneath him. "Lower." You were getting more impatient by the minute. You knew that Matt knew what you meant, but he loved relentlessly torturing you.

Matt trailed down to your hips, leaving you hanging once again. "Here?" He pressed his lips just above your panty line. "Noo," you whined. "Here." You finally pushed his head between your legs, encouraging him to kiss you through your panties that were drenched in your arousal at this point. He skipped over your cunt again, grazing the insides of your thighs with his scratchy face.

"Here?" He asked, placing a kiss on your soft flesh about an inch away from where you wanted him to. You whined in frustration, lifting your hips off the back seat and attempting to grind against his mouth. But Matt roughly gripped your thighs, spreading your legs open as far as he could.

"Stay still. Tell me what you want," Matt demanded, his tone laced with dominance. "I w-want you to eat my p-pussy," you whined in desperation, tripping over the words that you never thought would leave your mouth. Matt's lips curled into a smile at your filthy requests. "Yeah, why didn't you just say so, hmm?" Matt whispered, hooking two of his fingers into your panties and pulling them to the side.

His tongue darted out and gently grazed your sensitive bundle of nerves, sending goosebumps across your skin. The next time his mouth made contact with your heat, his lips engulfed you, and he softly hummed against you, sending vibrations through your clit.

You whimpered his name, gently grinding against his tongue as your heartbeat thumped away in your chest. He'd kept you waiting so long that you were already on the verge of falling apart, but he abruptly stopped.

"Lets get you out of these," Matt whispered, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your panties. You lifted your hips to help him remove them. He tossed them carelessly somewhere in the car and nestled himself between your legs again. Matt took two of his fingers and started gently rubbing your entrance with them while he lapped away at your pussy, dipping his tongue between your folds.

"P-please," you begged, your legs started to quake from the anticipation building. He smirked against your heat, gently running his digits up and down your slit while ignoring your pleas to put them inside you. You felt so shy, embarrassed every time you had to admit to Matt what you wanted from him, but you knew he wanted you to practically spell it out. It was the only way you were going to get it from him.

"P-please put your fingers in my pussy," you managed to squeak out. Matt chuckled against you. "Good girl. Knows exactly what she wants," he mumbled into your heat, pushing his fingers inside your hole. They were finally where you wanted them, but Matt kept them still inside of you, teasing you even further.

"Matt," you whimpered, beginning to ride his fingers. "What's wrong, sweetheart? Is this not what you wanted?" Matt mumbled against your pussy. You started to fuck yourself on his fingers even faster, the car starting to subtly rock.

"Fuck, Matt -" you started to say, but your voice cracked and you cut yourself off with a strangled moan. "Fuck me with your fingers," you demanded in a shaky voice, chasing sweet release as you pushed his head down. He did just as you said, his digits picking up momentum.

Just as you were about to finish on Matt's face and fingers, you looked up with wide eyes to see a car parked across the way that looked just like your brother's.

"Shit!" You exclaimed, throwing your hand over your mouth as if the people outside of the car could hear you. Matt continued eating you like a man starving, exploring you with the flick of his tongue and pistoning his fingers into your hole.

"Matt! My brother's here! Look! He's parked right over there!" You yelled, starting to push him away, but he responded by licking you more aggressively and chuckling against your pussy. "So?" Matt mumbled against your heat. "What if he comes over here?" You asked, your voice trembling.

"He won't do anything in public, sweetheart. And the windows are tinted. Just sit back and enjoy the way my mouth feels," Matt told you, coming up for air. You knew he was right. Your brother wasn't a fan of making a scene in front of others regardless of how angry he was, but you knew you were gonna get it when you returned home later that night.

Although it was dark, you could still make out his features. It was definitely him. You could see him waiting in the driver's seat, looking directly over at Matt's car. You tried to remember that you were completely hidden behind the illegal shade of the windows that you were all around you.

The look of concern started to fall from your face, your muscles relaxing as Matt latched back onto your clit and rolled his tongue over it in a rhythmic pattern. "Oh, Matt," you whimpered, your legs beginning to tremble again as you started combing through Matt's hair with your fingers. "Good girl," Matt hummed against your warmth.

You started humping his face again, grinding your clit against his tongue as you swiveled your hips on his fingers. You couldn't take it anymore. You let your head fall back against the window, profanities falling from your lips that Matt had never heard you say before as the knot in your stomach snapped.

Your legs shook, your thighs trapping Matt's head between them as he slurped up your juices. "Holy shit, sweetheart. You're making the whole car shake. You trying to get us caught?" Matt asked, finally poking his head up. "I-I'm sorry. I couldn't help it," you nervously laughed, pulling your dress back down over your body. "I'm just really that good, huh?" Matt arrogantly asked, wiping your arousal from his face.

He craned his neck around in search of any evidence of your brother, and that's when his gaze landed on him sitting in the front seat of his own car right where you said he was. "Shit. He's such a psycho. But don't worry. He's not crazy enough to confront us here," Matt told you, trying to subtly crawl back into the front seat.

He took your hand as you followed closely behind, nearly knocking over your coke again. The two of you chuckled. "And as long as we don't tell him what we did on our date, it's like it never happened," Matt replied. "Just reapply your makeup and fix your hair, because you look crazy right now," Matt laughed at you, admiring how pretty you looked with your smudged mascara.

You chuckled along, turning on your overhead light and pulling down the sun visor so you could fix it in the mirror. You reached into your clutch, pulling out your lipstick and your mascara and touching it up so that it looked relatively the same as how it looked when you left.

"So, let's get our story straight. I took you out for a milkshake. Then we went to the drive-in. I was a perfect gentleman. We did nothing more than kiss and hold hands, got it?" Matt told you. "Got it," you confirmed.

The two of you were discussing the details of the version of the date you were going to tell your brother when you looked up and realized his car was gone. The end credits were rolling, and Matt was firing up his engine again, ready to pull away before the traffic getting out of there got too intense.

Your heart was pounding again, and your mind was flooded with how your brother was going to react to you storming out on him and going on a date with his best friend even though he'd spent years of your life warning you not to fall for Matt's charm.

The two of you drove in silence, both secretly dreading going back to your house and preparing yourselves for your brother's wrath. However, there was also an unspoken agreement between the two of you that your date was very much worth it, and for a moment, you both had the same thought - why not make it even more worth it?

The two of you exchanged a glance, a primal look in each of your gazes. "You wanna make the night last a little longer?" Matt asked, peering up into the rearview mirror and making sure your brother hadn't found a way to follow the two of you. "I don't know. I should really get home. It's almost midnight. My brother's gonna be pissed," you sighed, glancing at the clock on Matt's dashboard that read 11:38.

"I thought you were gonna stay out as long as you wanted to and come home when you feel like it," Matt replied, smirking over at you as he recounted how hot you looked when you'd openly defied your brother and told him that exactly. A smile tugged on the corner of your lip as you mulled over his suggestion. "I did say that, huh?" You answered, nibbling on your lip and clenching your thighs together.

Matt pulled off onto the shoulder of a dark road, killing the engine and cutting his lights. You each had the same exact idea. The two of you ended up in the backseat again. He was on top of you, nudging your legs open and unfastening his belt while you laid down on your back. He pushed your dress up, his hands running across your warm skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

"You never put your panties back on?" Matt smirked, his voice drenched in desire as his fingertips danced across your soft inner thighs. "I don't know where they are," you softly giggled. "We'll find them," he half-heartedly mumbled as he guided his cock towards your heat. Your breath caught in your throat as you felt his tip press up against your folds.

He held your hips in place and slowly slid into you, relishing in the sweet whimpers that you made while he breached your entrance. You could feel his dick, swollen with desire, throbbing inside of you. "Good girl," he whispered into your ear as you wrapped your thighs around his waist. Both of your breaths quickened as Matt started to rock his hips back and forth, trailing kisses down your jawline.

His strokes were slow and gentle at first, but the louder you moaned, the faster he went. His soft lips were attached to your neck, your fingernails digging into his shoulder blades. His name tumbled off the tip of your tongue over and over again as he pistoned his cock inside of you.

"Good girl. Take it," he purred into the crook of your neck. His praises excited you even more, filling the car with the soft sounds of your pussy squelching around his every thrust. You were a babbling mess beneath him, the knot in your core threatening to come unraveled.

You couldn't control the lustful sounds cascading from your lips or the way your legs began to tremble as Matt took you in the backseat of his mustang. His thrusts were steady and powerful, driving into you with all the force he could muster while you were using all your willpower to keep yourself from coming undone.

"C'mon, sweet thing. That's it. Cum all over my cock," Matt softly rasped, encouraging you through his jagged breaths.

There was no going back. His words hit you hard, tipping you over the edge and sending ripples of sheer pleasure through your entire body. Your cunt throbbed around him, sucking him in and causing him to finish shortly after. Your shared moans of ecstasy filled the tight space between you as you each climaxed, and every time Matt propelled his hips forward, the sound of skin slapping against skin rang in your ears.

Your orgasm felt like it lasted several minutes, wave after wave of satisfaction washing over you. Matt pumped you full of his warm, sticky load, filling you to the brim and whispering sweet nothings in your ear as you each came down and his thrusts slowed to a halt. "Wow," you sighed, wiping a drop of sweat from your brow as you tried to call your breath back to you.

Matt chuckled, pulling out of you and leaning in for another kiss. The two of you laid there for a few minutes, waiting for your hearts to return to a normal pace before finding your way back to the front seat once more. You smoothed out your dress, touching up your lipstick once more and making sure there was no evidence of what you and Matt had done tonight before he dropped you off at home.

When the two of you pulled up to your house, your brother was outside waiting for you with his arms crossed and a stern look on his face as he stood blocking the front door. "Shit," you mumbled to yourself, looking for your panties that were somewhere in Matt's car.

Both of your hearts were racing as your brother started to approach. You paused your search for your underwear when you realized your brother was outside of the window. You slowly rolled it down and gave him an innocent smile, but he wasn't buying any of it.

"It's 12:30," he calmly stated. "So?" You shot back with a bit of attitude. "So the movie ended almost an hour ago," your brother responded.

You threw open your car door, nearly hitting him with it. "Yeah, and you would know, right? Since you followed us on our date?!" You shouted at him, getting into his face. Matt scurried out of the driver's side of his car, ready to deescalate the situation. "You're my baby sister. I couldn't let anything happen to you!" Your brother raised his voice.

"I don't need you to follow me around on my dates! Matt does just fine protecting me," you exclaimed, crossing your arms. "Yeah, does he!? Is that what he was doing when he was shoving his whipped cream-covered fingers down your throat?" Your brother scoffed, making big hand gestures to convey his anger.

Your cheeks grew warm, realizing he'd witnessed such an intimate moment between the two of you and wondering how much more he'd seen. "Shut up!" You shouted back as you pushed past him, your heels clicking against the pavement of your driveway.

"You're such a slut!" Your brother called after you. "Woah! Hey! Cool it!" Matt intervened, defending you. "Don't call her that," he said in a softer voice. "Well, if she isn't one, then I'm sure she watched the whole movie and she'd have no problem telling me what happened in it," your brother answered with his eyes locked on yours, raising a brow.

Matt started to speak for you, but your brother cut him off. "I said she can tell me what happened in the movie. Come on, sis. How did it end?" Your brother smugly asked, knowing damn well you couldn't tell him. You stared silently at your feet for a moment.

"You know.. Captain America killed all the bad guys," you responded, unsure. You didn't know how the movie ended. You didn't even know how it began or anything that happened inbetween because you were preoccupied the whole time with Matt's cock. And his tongue. And his fingers.

Your brother scoffed. "You are a fucking slut," he told you, reaching out and touching the dried cum stain on the front of your dress.

Your gaze dropped to the small, white, unmistakable mark on the black fabric. So did Matt's. The two of you were speechless. Your eyes widened as you peered over at your date, searching for some kind of excuse, but he was just as stunned as you were. You nearly choked on your words as your shaky voice broke the silence. "It's whipped cream.." you softly answered, unconvinced of your own lie.

"Sure it is," your brother said in an unamused tone as he rolled his eyes. You were frozen in embarrassment, unsure of what to say next. You felt hot tears welling in your waterline as your brother glared disdainfully at Matt before strolling towards the front door with both of his fists balled up at his sides.

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[greer2301]

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[slut-4-christopher]

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[exquisink]

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