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smut: 🎀 fluff: 🤍 angst: 🎧

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M.S

forbidden love pt.1 🤍 pt2 coming soon…

forbidden love snaps

the party & the after party 🎀

C.S

nothing turns to something 🎧🤍

nothings turns to something 2 🎀

COULDVE BEEN 🎧, pt2 🎧, pt3🤍🎧

N.S

fortnite fun 🎀 ( rlly smutty 😭)

[heartss4matthewq]

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[clingir]

angry hollis taking u to pound town cus u a brat

https://x.com/kinulta/status/1957365284505092213?s=61

“fuck—so.fucking.wet god baby” he groans out as hes balls deep inside of u. he tried to be gentle yk after feeling like he didn’t put alot of energy into his last tour, he was mad at himself, but u were giving him alot of attitude…what else was he supposed to do other than fixing it? “‘ts not my fault” u managed to mumble out as he was fucking ur poor pussy sore. he’s so big and hes being super rough today, ur bf was normally so sweet in bed :( “fuck ι know babydoll, it’s never ur fault huh” he groans out as he kisses ur temples “m almost done sweet girl ι promise” he starts pounding u even faster while caressing ur head “so fucking tight baby—fuckin warned u how many times hm?” he says as he grabs ur jaw “3 times sir” u said teary eyed, hes stretching u like crazy and it’s killing u 😵‍💫 u could barely handle him when he was gentle ω u…imagine now :/. he chuckles as he kisses ur lips “right baby n u didn’t listen so—this is ur punishment” he starts rubbing ur poor clit so fast u can barely keep quiet…and those cute little noises r killing him so much “keep moaning like that, i’ll fuck u till ur stupid pussys full—come on sweetie” and so u do….and thats when the white tiger…painted ur walls white.

R.Ι.P to OUR cunts (yes OURS)

[chrishogwarts]

꒰ bsf!reader high text messages w/ fratboy!chris ꒱

as soon as chris arrived to your apartment, you were immediately on top of his lap, straddling him. one of his hand had a handful of your hair while the other was holding up your shirt.

his head tilts back against the headboard, eyes fluttering shut as your wet folds slowly sink down against his cock.

usually, you two would be rough with each other but this moment was slow and romantic.

“fuck,” he quietly groans, letting go of your shirt as his hand glides upward, tracing around your hardened nipple.

your hand reaches out to the side of his neck, fingers slowly trailing up and down as you lean in closer, crashing your lips in a heated kiss. he left your lips bruising as he bit down pulling your lip with his teeth.

his hands reaches behind you, gripping your ass with rough firm as he grunts loudly, thrusting upwards with force.

you gasp, leaning forward against his shoulder, your hand resting on the side of his neck. your brows knit together, lips parting slightly.

chris flips you over onto your fours. the sound of his hip hitting your ass and bed creaking loudly fills the room. you whine and whimper, pressing your face into the bed as he grips your wrists behind you.

he holds your wrist with one hand while the other moves to your neck, his fingers gently wrapping around it for support.

your eyes flutter shut as you tilt your head back against his shoulder. "fuck," you whine, squeaking.

his hand reaches down, circling your sensitive buds. “take my fat cock.” he smirks cockily, his voice in a low tone.

your squirt gushes out, soaking the sheet—his eyes flutters downward watching the scene unfold, not stopping.

“can’t take it.” he leans in to your ear, murmuring. “yes, you can.” his finger glides up and down against your numb bud, circling again with rough pressure.

© chrismalfoy

[camzeecorner]

𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙾𝙻𝙾 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘰𝘯

As you laid on your bed you held your book in hand, your eyes scanning frantically over the page letting the words sink into your mind. This was your typical Friday night, you spent it alone in your room, indulging yourself into your favorite book. This week you had chosen to read ‘Say You Swear’ by one of your favorite authors, Meagan Brandy.

Your mind was relaxed and at ease as you lost yourself into your favorite fantasy world. Everything around you was blocked out, it was just you and the book that occupied your mind.

Just as you began to turn to the next page your phone started to buzz, yet you were still too interested in your book to be bothered. That was until you heard it again.

Huffing to yourself you bookmark your page setting it gently on your bed. Sliding your body up you wince slightly feeling your muscles awake and your bones crack. You grab your phone unlocking it seeing you have 2 missed calls from your best friend Matt.

You roll your eyes as you hit call back. As you waited for him to pick up you began to grow impatient. It bothered you that he called you twice, then decides not to answer when you call back.

Finally after the 5th ring you heard the line from the other end telling you Matt had picked up. You waited as he began to shuffle in the background, it almost sounded like he was laying down.

“Hello?” Your voice called out. You heard him sigh from the other end, letting out a long breath. “Hey” his voice was low and deep, almost as if he’d just woken up.

“What’d you call for. Must be pretty important.” Your voice spoke, you had began to pick at you lips as he stayed quiet. “Matt?” You wondered out loud.

“Mhm” he whispered. His voice was so shallow it was hard to hear. “Can you.. shit..” his voice cracked slightly. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as you tilted your head.

“Can I what?” You asked. “FaceTime..please” you roll your eyes as you click the FaceTime button, your face appeared on the screen as you waited for Matt to connect. You had a bored expression quickly fixing it.

“So what’s up?” You wonder. You could only see half of Matt’s face his chest taking over most of the camera view. “I just- I need your help..” he was so quiet it almost made you not hear him.

You weren’t sure what he’d need help with, especially at this late at night. “With what?” Your voice speaking carefully.

“Can’t stop thinking bout you.. got me so fuckin hard.” He whimpered. You weren’t sure if you’d heard him right, your eyes wide with your mouth slightly opened. You blinked as you stared into the camera.

“I’m- what?” You laugh in confusion. “Look at you.. lookin so pretty.. can’t help it..” he called out. You didn’t know if you wanted to believe what he was saying, until he spoke again.

“You wanna see how hard you make me? Hm, wanna see my cock leaking?” He moaned. Your breath got caught in your throat as you went completely silent. You couldn’t help but feel completely turned on. His words were affecting you, making your core feel hot as it dripped with your own arousal.

Your body moved before you could fully process the moment catching yourself nod slowly at his question. You watched as he moved the camera showing the view more towards his waist.

Your eyes scanned over his chest, he was shirtless and it added to the breathtaking sight you were about to witness. As he slowly tugged his black sweatpants down you watched as his face twisted in pleasure.

You focused on his movements, taking note of how sensitive he was. You could see your own reflection in his glasses, his eyes closed.

He removed his pants fully being left in his grey boxers. You could see the visible wet patch that had been left from his precum. You wanted nothing more but to be there, to feel him.

“Ready baby?” He asked. You watched as he bit his lip attempting to control his sounds. You nodded at hm eager to see his perfect cock.

He swiftly removed his boxers tugging them down without taking them off. You couldn’t help but gasp loudly. Your reaction only gained a small chuckle to fall from his lips, he could tell you liked what you were seeing.

“So pretty” you whispered. He was big, his tip leaked a clear fluid, his tip was slightly red and swollen. He’s probably been stuck like this for a while.

“Need you to talk to me.. help me cum.” He begged. He slowly began to stroke himself watching your face closely, taking in all your features. You were truly so beautiful to him.

“Got all hard from me” you asked lacing your voice with a seductive tone. You watched as his moments sped up, watching as he pumped his hand full of his dick.

You began to move in your bed your own wetness seeping through your panties and thin night shorts. Placing your phone on your nightstand you turn your body completely facing the camera.

“All for you baby- shit.. need you” he moaned, his eyes rolled back as you could see how needy he was. You grab the end of you shirt before lifting it above your head putting your bare chest on display for him to see.

“Oh fuck.. you’re so perfect..touch yourself baby” he whined. His pleads only gave you motivation and confidence, bringing your own hand up before giving your tits a firm squeeze before toying with your nipple. You pinched the sensitive skin as you let out a loud moan.

Your head rolled back as your back arched up. You gently shut your eyes imagining Matt’s hands over you, exploring each inch of your body. Filling you up completely with his love, placing loving kisses down your neck.

You slowly slid your shorts down kicking them off your feet. Spreading your legs you let Matt look between your legs taking in the sight of your completely soaked pussy.

“Got me so wet matty.. wish you were here to help me.” You moaned. He was losing all his strength wanting nothing more but to jump through the screen and fuck you.

Rubbing your clit in slow circles you watched as he pumped his cock faster. He twitched in his own hand watching as you worked on yourself. Your fingers gliding fast and roughly over your slick folds.

“M’gonna cum- fuck oh-” your words were cut off by the sound of your loud moans. You felt as your stomach tightened releasing the white sticky fluids in you. Your body shook with intense pleasure working your fingers slowly.

Matt was soon to follow after you, your own orgasm triggering his own. You watched as the thick ropes flew from him landing directly on his stomach.

“Next time, it’ll be in person.” Matt spoke.

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[whor3ing]

𝑲𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝑻𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 | 𝑴.𝑺

Matt Sturniolo!bf x f!reader

WARNINGS : smut, phone sex, talking you through touching yourself, FaceTime, public, established relationship, teasing you at work, lots of dirty talk, tapping it on the screen, mutual masturbation, mentions of breeding! usage of “slut" & "good girl"

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IN WHICH.. You head to work while Matt, who has the day off, decides to make your morning anything but productive—sending you teasing texts, a filthy voice message, and finally calling you, pushing you to sneak away and give in to him.

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word count : 5k ♡

✶ Matt version of Between Words, but it's in public!

00 : Morning After

Matt had barely stirred when you slipped out of bed this morning, mumbling something incoherent before rolling over and burying his face in your pillow.

His hair was a mess, strands falling over his forehead, lips slightly parted as he exhaled slow, steady breaths.

The covers were tangled around his waist, his bare shoulders peeking out from beneath the sheets, smooth and warm under the early morning light filtering through the curtains.

You’d been jealous, just for a second—knowing he got to spend the day wrapped in blankets while you had to clock in for another long shift. He looked so peaceful, so comfortable, his body molded perfectly into the mattress like he belonged there. His lashes fluttered slightly, lips parting as he shifted, pulling your pillow closer like he could still feel the warmth you’d left behind, as if nothing had ever happened.

It was hard not to focus on the feeling of the night before, the argument still lingering in the air between you two, even the make-up sex hadn't fully fixed it.

You hadn’t meant to fight, but somehow, the words had gotten out of hand. You had both said things you didn’t mean, and now, this morning, there was a heavy silence in the room, an uncanny feeling of anger and unrequited love.

But watching him like this, so vulnerable and unaware, you couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt, even with how annoyed you were.

It would’ve been so easy to slip back under the covers, to press yourself against him and let the morning slip away in slow, lazy kisses, kisses that rung with both forgiveness and love. You’d thought about it—lingering for just a moment longer than necessary, watching the way his fingers twitched slightly against the sheets, like he was dreaming.

But reality had other plans.

With a sigh, you’d forced yourself to move, brushing a kiss over his shoulder before quietly slipping out of the room.

Now, sitting in your car in the parking lot, you can’t help but think about him again—probably still in that same position, arms hugging your pillow, still lost in sleep while you have a full day ahead of you.

You hate how professional you look today, wishing you could just wear something that didn’t remind you of work. The blazer feels too stiff, the fabric scratching against your skin, and the blouse underneath feels tight, like it’s hugging you in all the wrong places. Your slacks aren't any better, they're dark, tailored, and perfectly pressed to you, but not at all comfortable.

Maybe if you’d worn something different—something more comfortable, like his clothes, the clothes you’d had on just a few hours ago when you were tangled in his sheets.

Just as you grab your bag and push the door open, your phone buzzes in the cup holder. You barely glance at it as you step into the warm morning air, figuring it’s just some work notification.

But as you step into the elevator and pull it from your pocket, Matt’s name flashes across the screen.

You sigh, leaning against the back wall as the silver doors slide shut, unlocking your phone. He has the day off—why was he even up this early?

Matt: Mornin’, pretty Matt: Bet you’re already stressed.

Your lips press together, rolling your eyes as you type back.

You: It’s too early for this.

Matt: Too early for what? Conversation? Love? Affection?

You: Too early for your bullshit, Matt

The dots appear almost instantly, and you can practically hear the smirk in his next message.

Matt: Damn. Someone’s cranky

Matt: Almost like she didn’t get properly taken care of again before leaving for work

You freeze, fingers hovering over the keyboard.

You: Matt.

Matt: What? Just saying…

Matt: I woke up alone. Kinda rude, don’t you think?

You swallow, shifting on your feet as the elevator dings, doors sliding open to the familiar hum of the office.

You: You’ll live.

Matt:Yeah?

Matt: Or maybe I’ll just entertain myself

01 : Irresistible Urges

You feel a rush of heat crawl up your neck at his words, your throat suddenly dry with anticipation.

Entertain himself? What the hell does that even mean?

You step off the elevator, trying to shake the sudden nerves, but the thought lingers as you make your way to your desk. The buzzing of your phone in your hand feels like a constant reminder of everything that's waiting for you at home and you can’t help but glance down at the screen again.

The office around you is buzzing with energy, but it’s the kind of quiet, focused energy that only comes with the first few hours of the workday.

The hum of computers and the soft clicking of keyboards fill the space, and the sharp smell of freshly brewed coffee lingers in the air, mingling with the faint scent of printer ink and paper.

The corner of your desk is still covered in the usual clutter—sticky notes with things you’d meant to do yesterday, a picture frame with a smiling photo of you and Matt on a lazy afternoon. The frame is tucked between your coffee mug and your keyboard, a silent reminder of him, even here, even now.

The phone in your hand vibrates again as you settle into your desk and you can’t help but glance down at it.

Matt: Don’t forget about me while you’re pretending to work, wouldn’t want you getting too focused on something else, sweetheart

A moment later, your phone vibrates again. You glance down, the screen showing a picture from Matt.

It’s a photo of him, laying back on your bed, his shirt slightly lifted to reveal the faintest line of his abs, this v-line, and his hips. His hair is still messy from just waking up, and there’s a teasing, almost smirking look on his face, one that makes your stomach tighten.

He’s holding the phone with one hand, the other casually resting on the low waistband of his sweatpants, his black boxers peeking out at you, as if he’s got nothing better to do than send you this.

You quickly glance around the office, your breath hitching when you realize how exposed you are. The last thing you need is someone catching a glimpse of the picture Matt just sent you.

You shove the phone into your lap, pretending to focus on your computer screen, but all you can think about is that damn picture.

The way he looked, so casually teasing you, as if he knew exactly how much it would affect you. Your fingers hover over the keyboard, but every time you think about typing, your mind wanders back to him—his smile, the way his veins ran down his side, trailing to his v-line, just visible enough to make you want more.

Matt: You still there? Or am I distracting you too much?

Your fingers hover over the keyboard again, fighting the urge to respond too quickly. After a moment, you finally reply.

You: You’re distracting me more than you know

You hit send before you can overthink it, your breath heavy as his response comes through almost instantly.

Matt: You’re distracting me too, you know that? I can’t stop thinking about you… About how badly I want to see you again.. how much I fuckin' miss you baby..

You: And who's fault is that?

Matt: Oh, you wanna play that game?

Matt: Pretty sure it’s yours for leaving me all alone this morning. Cold bed, no good morning kiss… felt kinda cruel, baby.

Your breath hitches as another message comes through.

Matt: In fact… I think you owe me. Wanna know how?

You: I’m almost scared to ask.

Matt: Almost? So you’re curious then…That’s cute.

Your thighs press together as you shift in your chair, your eyes darting around the office, making sure no one is paying attention to you.

You: I have work to do, Matt.

Matt: And I have a problem that only you can fix, baby. Laying in your bed, thinking about last night… about you…

Matt: Kinda hard not to, when I can still smell you on my sheets..

Your breath catches, heart pounding as you stare at the screen.

You: Matty…

Matt: Mmm, there it is. That little warning. Like you don’t want me to keep going.

Matt: But you do, don’t you slut?

Another picture comes through. This time, his hand is lower, fingers teasing at the waistband of his boxers, his sweats barely hanging onto his hips.

You inhale sharply, your heart hammering in your ears, echoing through your skull, and before you can even process what’s happening, the screen flashes again.

It’s a voice message.

You press the phone to your ear, putting the volume as low as it can possibly be before pressing play.

The soft crackle of static fills your ear before Matt’s voice pours through—low, smooth, and dripping with sex.

"I can't stop thinking about you.." He pauses, lewd noises spilling from his mouth as he strokes his dick for you over the phone.

"fuckin' bouncing on my cock with your tits out.. god..baby.. yes"

Matt groans, pumping his cock for you, the sound echoing through your head, making your pussy soaked.

"God.. if I was there," He pauses, a whimper escaping his lips. "I would sit right next to you and put my fingers in you now— I don't fucking care I would finger you under your desk and make you come for me in front of everyone—your fuckin' boss, your stupid colleagues... oh fuck.."

The voice message ends abruptly, and for a moment, everything goes still.

His words hang in the air, replaying in your mind, leaving your heart racing. You slowly pull the phone away from your ear, your hand shaking as you try to steady your breath.

It doesn't take much time for your phone to vibrate again, but this time, instead of another teasing text or voice message, Matt’s name flashes across the screen with an incoming call. Your breath catches, fingers hovering over the answer button. You know exactly what he’s doing—pushing you, making the wetness between your legs impossible to ignore.

You glance around, making sure no one is watching, before quickly pressing the phone to your ear.

"Matt," you whisper, voice barely steady.

“Go somewhere,” Matt breathes into the phone, his voice is rough and breathy. the sound of shuffling and wetness coming through the phone as he urgently continues.

“Anywhere. Back to your car. Now.”

Your pulse jumps. “Matt, I can’t—”

“Yes, you can,” he cuts you off, voice dropping even lower. “C’mon, baby. Be a good girl and listen to me, or i'll fuckin' make you come with me right here."

"God— fuck okay.." you whisper, the words barely leaving your lips before you’re already standing, your legs feeling a little unsteady beneath you, your pussy so wet you can feel it nearly dripping onto your thighs.

You’re so fucking aware of the absolute heat between your legs, the way Matt's voice echoes in your mind, pushing you to do exactly what he wants.

You glance around, making sure no one sees you leave, leaving the hum of the office behind you as you enter the sleek silver elevator doors once again; Matt's groans still pressed to your ear.

Once you reach the parking lot, you slide into your car, your heart thumping in your chest as you slide into the backseat, the cool leather of the seat beneath you making you shiver. You don’t even bother with anything else—just pressing the phone back to your ear and covering the windshield with some random fucking blanket kept in your backseat.

Matt’s voice is immediately there, waiting for you. “Good girl,” he purrs. “I knew you’d listen to me you fucking slutty girl."

His voice drops to a low, husky tone, sending shivers down your spine. "I was thinking about you baby, and I couldn't focus on anything else, I had to fucking stoke this cock for you..I couldn't wait anymore baby."

You feel a warm blush rise to your cheeks as you hear his words through the phone, your pulse beating faster, so loud you can nearly hear it through your ears as you slide off your slacks, pushing them to the floor. "What were you thinking about?"

"Going to work with you... eating you out under your desk while you moan for me, that pussy is so fucking good, I miss fillin' it up with all my come."

"How your back arches when I fuck you so deep," He murmurs, his voice exasperated. "When I tell you to keep bounce that ass on my cock and let go for me.."

His words leave you breathless and full of desire. You can feel your face burning with heat as your back slides against the backseat.

You're so nervous to be in the parking lot like this, but god you can't help but be so fucking slutty, all for Matt.

Your nipples harden against the fabric of your blouse with every word he murmurs, mixed with the rough groans and lewd sounds of his wet cock from through the other end of the line.

His voice is dripping with desire when he talks again, "I miss you, let me see you, baby.. let me show you how I'm stroking this fucking cock for you .."

You smile, pressing the familiar FaceTime button, and as the camera flickers to life, you adjust yourself to fit in frame, the phone propped up against the back of the driver's seat.

Matt's camera flutters to life soon after, and there he is, propped up against the headboard, his phone right on his abdomen, teasing you.

His hair, is tousled and messy as if he's been running his fingers through it since he woke up. The soft light of your shared bedroom and the sun outside of the window catch faint white undertones onto his skin, making him look as if he were to radiate light itself.

His jawline catches the light when he shifts slightly to look closer at you, the shadow of his stubble visible to you as a grin forms at the corners of his mouth, a grin that makes you ache from head to toe.

He shifts slightly, the camera from his phone slipping just enough to tease, his fingers dragging over his stomach. “What, baby? Couldn’t focus? Kept thinking about me all warm in our bed stroking this dick.. while you sat there all tense at your desk?”

Your breath catches, fingers tightening around your phone as you press yourself deeper into the car seat, pressing your thighs together.

Matt smirks, clearly enjoying how worked up you already are. “I bet you kept checking your phone, just waiting for me to text you again,” he taunts, voice smooth and slow, like he has all the time in the world to unravel you. “And when I did? You practically ran out of there.”

He shifts again, the screen still propped up, the smallest view possible of the side of his cock filling the screen, teasing you with what you can’t have. “Look at you now,” he murmurs, voice thick with amusement. “Sitting in your car, squeezing your fuckin' thighs together, trying to pretend you’re not losing your mind over me.”

His fingers find the base of his dick, moving up and down against his shaft as he continues, “Go on, baby. Show me how much you missed me.”

You exhale sharply, your free hand gripping your thigh, trying to keep yourself grounded. “Matt,” you warn, but it comes out weaker than you’d like.

He just laughs, low and smug. “That’s all you’ve got? Just my name?” He tilts the camera slightly, giving you a better view of the way his fingers tease along his stomach, dipping just beneath the sheet before pulling back. “You rushed out of the office for this, didn’t you? Got all worked up at your desk, couldn’t sit still, had to run out before someone saw how flustered you were.”

He pauses, watching you, his voice dropping even lower. “Tell me, baby. Did anyone notice? The way you kept shifting in your chair, biting your lip, staring at your phone like you were desperate for more?”

“Mmm.” He hums, his cock filling the screen as he strokes it just for you, his eyebrows bunching as he groans through his words, “I think they did.” He smirks. “And I think you liked it.”

Matt leans a little closer to his screen, his piercing blue eyes sharpening as he takes you all in. His eyes travel over your frame, lingering for a moment before his lips part slightly, his voice dropping just a bit. "Fuck.. you look so good—so beautiful, angel.."

Matt’s smirk deepens as his eyes fixate on you, a teasing glint in them. “Take off your blouse,” he commands, his voice smooth and demanding. “I want to see you, baby. Now.."

The heat in his words wraps around you, a mix of desire and hesitation flooding your chest. His eyes stay locked on yours through the screen, waiting for you to follow his command.

“Do it slow,” he adds, groaning as the lewd wet sounds from his cock fill the speaker, his voice drops lower, sending a shiver down your spine as he continues, “I want to watch you take it off, piece by piece.”

His gaze intensifies as he leans back, visibly impatient, yet thoroughly enjoying this control he’s got over you. “Come on, baby. You know you want to.”

Adrenaline and desire course through you as you slowly take off your blazer, throwing it onto the seat beside you.

You slowly lift the hem of your blouse, just enough to tease him, right below your breasts, allowing them to peek out, just a little bit. His reaction is immediate—his eyes are glued to the screen, his jaw falling open as he takes in the sight of you. .

You drag your fingers down your body, feeling the slight shiver of anticipation in your fingertips as your hands move instinctively, pulling your shirt off, your tits falling out from underneath his shirt, as you set that beside you too.

"God, you're so fucking beautiful."

Your fingers find your tits, trailing over your nipples, pinching them for him. You can see his smile through the phone as he angles the camera at the base of his cock, capturing every inch of his hard cock for you. Matt chuckles, moving forward only slightly to gently tap his tip directly against the camera a few times, the whole screen flooding with the pink skin of the head of his cock.

"Do you like what you see, baby?" he asks, his voice low and seductive as his cock stands straight up, his fingers beginning to slowly stroke against his rigid shaft.

“Do you like it when I slap this dick on this camera for you, just like how I should be slapping it against your clit while I make you cum for me with my fingers.”

"take those fucking useless panties off baby... let me see all of you."

You slide your fingers between your legs, pushing your panties aside, revealing your wet pussy to Matt. You feel a rush of excitement as you watch him on the screen, his eyes glued to the sight of your bare pussy as his hands work his cock. "Oh fuck, baby.. you're so sexy," he breathes, his fingers moving faster against his cock.

You lean forward, pressing your breasts against the camera, moaning softly as you tease yourself, rubbing your clit against the fabric of your panties.

Matt's voice cuts through the haze of pleasure, "Stop touching yourself, baby. Listen to me—let me have control over you fuckin' slut.."

His words send a shiver down your spine, and you pull your fingers away from your pussy, reluctantly removing them from your clit. You listen intently as he begins to speak, his voice low and seductive.

"Now, I want you to take a deep breath, in through your nose and out through your mouth." You do as he says, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly. "That's it, good fuckin' girl.."

His fingers stop on his cock, his hand moving to hold it at the base, angling it towards the camera, all for you to see.

"I want you to imagine my cock is inside you, filling you up, stretching you out. Imagine how good it feels, how tight you are around me—but don't fucking touch that cunt yet, baby.." He pauses, groaning a small whimper escaping his lips, "just think about it— think about me fucking you so deep, think about all of my come inside of you, dripping out while I fuck your needy cunt raw.."

You bite your lip as he speaks, his voice like your own personal drug. You watch as Matt's hand wraps around the base of his cock, pumping it, just for you.

"Mmm, you're such a dirty girl, aren't you?"

He moans, biting on his lips as he watches the way you squirm, knowing you can't touch the one place you, really, truly want to.

"You love watching me jerk off over the phone for you, don't you?"

He gives a slight thrust of his hips, his cock twitching in his hand. "I bet you'd love to taste it, wouldn't you? To have my cock in your mouth, down your throat, choking on it as I fuck your face."

"Take your hand and spit in it—oh fuck, make your wet pussy even fuckin' sloppier for me," he moans out, his hand working magic on his cock as he strokes it even faster for you.

You can see so much precum, so much of his spit running down the sides of it with every stroke he makes against his shaft. You can't help but wish that it was your spit, that his precum was deep down your throat, deep in your cunt.

You wish you could run your tongue against the shaft of his dick, you wish his hand could be replaced with yours. You wish it was your mouth he was fucking into instead of his hand, wishing that it was your pussy making him whimper and moan.

He groans as he sees you start to rub your pussy, smiling with his tongue over his teeth as he sees you sink into the seat, spreading your legs up, your fingers working needlessly on your soaking clit.

"Oh fuck," he breathes, his voice thick with need. "I wish I was there with you."

The tip of his cock swells, his shaft hard and rigid, just aching for you, and his hand immediately picks up the pace on his dick as he imagines that it was his hands on you. "I want to breed that needy pussy so bad," he whispers, his voice thick with desire. "I want to rub that fuckin' clit while I fill you up with my cock—god."

He groans, his hips thrusting forward as if he could push his cock through the screen and into you, if only it were that simple.

He leans back, bracing his head against the wall as his hips piston forward, fucking into his hand. "You're such a needy slut," he growls, his voice thick with lust. "You want my cock so bad, don't you?"

"Cmon—be a good fuckin' slut and put your fingers in there for me. Don't pay attention to anything, don't think about how fucking desperate you are to do this in your car with me.. just feel so fuckin' good for me.."

You nod frantically, not hesitating as you moan, taking your fingers and sliding them into your wet pussy, your other hand still teasing at your slick folds.

"Oh fuck," he groans, his eyes fixed on your fingers working their magic inside you. "You're so fucking hot." His voice is thick with desire as he watches you sink deeper into the seat, spreading your legs wider apart to give him a better view.

“You’re so damn tight, baby—that fuckin' pussy looks so good.."

Without warning, he spits on his hand and starts stroking his cock in time with your movements through the screen, making you whimper as your fingers work inside of you. Matt holds the camera with his other hand, his dick completely soaked in his spit and his precum, the saliva dripping onto his hand as he pumps it faster for you.

Your eyes widen in surprise, but you can't help but moan louder as his rough, saliva-slick fingers slide against his cock, while your own, fill up your pussy.

"Fuck, that feels good," he mutters, his hips jerking forward as he gets closer to his release. You watch in awe as he starts to breathe harder, his muscles tensing under his skin, the muscles and veins in his hand so prominent and strong as he works his dick for you.

Such a good slutty girl… making yourself feel good for me,” the second those words leave his parted lips, only within an instant, Matt can’t seem to hold himself anymore, his eyebrows furrow together and his chest heaves, his groans becoming more erratic.

"Come for me baby," he groans, struggling to keep his eyes open to look at you. "Come all over your pretty hands for me, yes.. God yes."

“Please, Matt,” you whimper, your voice pleading, desperate to come with him, “I need you to come with me, I need you to pretend you're filling me up.."

"Show me how much you need me, come for me in your fucking car— just like that," he moans, stroking faster. "Show me baby, let me watch you do it, cmon—"

Matt leans forward, his lips parted as he breathes your name, his hand still gripping the phone tightly, positioning it so he can see you, and you can see him.

You move your fingers faster, harder, needing that release more than anything else. You hear him do the same, his hand moving faster, each stroke pushing him closer to his own release, a release that he is so needy for.

You gasp as you feel the familiar tightening in your stomach, the urge to come overwhelming you. You bite your lip, trying to hold back the moans that threaten to escape your throat.

Matt's breathing becomes more labored, his eyes darkening as he watches you, his hand moving in perfect sync with yours.

Your legs twitch as you come undone for him, and as promised Matt follows right behind you, his moans louder than before, you can hear the sound of him finishing, his voice raw with pleasure and love. You watch as his come drips from the tip of his cock, wishing that it had gone inside of you instead.

On the other end of the screen, Matt collapses back onto your bed, laying fully down, bringing his phone with him, his face is flushed and his hair messy, his cum all over his stomach.

03: On Edge

Matt's voice softens, his earlier teasing replaced by a hint of sincerity as he looks at you through the screen. He shifts, wiping his face with the back of his hand, still out of breath."So you really went to your car to get off with me, huh? Couldn't even wait for tonight? Damn, you're so fucking naughty, baby.

You bite your lip, feeling your cheeks flush as the memory of his begging still lingers in your mind. You laugh softly, sitting up a little straighter and grabbing the phone, a playful grin on your face. "You’re the one who made it impossible to wait, Matt. You didn’t exactly help me.”

Matt pouts, leaning closer to the screen with a mischievous grin. "Did you like the pictures, though? You better have, I put in some serious work for those. You owe me a good review or something.”

You lean back in your seat, looking at him through the screen with a raised eyebrow. "A good review, huh? I’m not sure you deserve one after getting me all hot and bothered while I’m stuck here at work.”

“Oh, come on. You know you loved it. I made sure those pictures were just for you, everything you like. All that effort for my favorite girl.”

He chuckles, messing with his hair, the strands falling in front of his face, "Maybe I’ll do this more often… keep you on edge all day long. I kinda miss you, you know.”

You smile softly, unable to hide the effect he’s having on you, "you miss me? That’s sweet… but I don’t know if I can handle you getting me all worked up like this every single day.”

Matt leans back, a mischievous grin forming on his face as he gives you a playful, knowing look.

“You’ll just have to, baby.”

thank you for reading ! ♡

lowkey i wrote this to the hannah montana soundtrack

𖧧 𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

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[heartss4matthewq]

i js nutted

[ilililiilililiilililiil]

Girl. Someone take my phone away.

@sturnioz this was the convo lol

[sturnioz]

ok so next time i will just growl whenever you say penis if this reminds you of me that bad .

[heartss4matthewq]

LMFAO HELPPP

[slutt4matt]

OKAY! MATT I WILL GET RIGHT TO IT

[annalisesturnioloxo]

I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!!!!

[heartss4matthewq]

LMAOO

[sturnsslut]

dressing room - chris sturniolo

a/n : this might suck ?? idk 🌚 anyways for those of you who did my poll you will be getting your smut soon 👅also we’re almost to 200!! woohoo 🤗

+ readers name in this story is LIA, i don’t use y/n 😭

warnings - switch!chris x sub!reader, fingering, oral, pet names (baby, ma, good girl, mama), p in v, unprotected sex, public, slight choking and degrading, praising, caught? little bit of fluff at the end

summary : reader is out dress shopping with her friend, but in the process, chris walks into the wrong dressing room

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‘ baby tell me that you want it deeper ‘

“ come on!! “ my friend yelled, dragging me into the store she insisted taking me to

i rolled my eyes and followed behind her, i hated going out and shopping. i could’ve just ordered online.

the store was almost empty with only about 4 other people in it, not including me and my friend, aaliyah

her and her boyfriend were going out to prom and i decided to not go because i didn’t have a date

she eyed around the store before spotting a shimmery forest green dress “oooh what about this one?”

“ i like it “ i shrugged and smiled nonchalantly, “it matches your eyes” i complimented and she giggled before hanging the dress over her arm along with 2 other dresses she had spotted

she wandered around the store for a few more minutes, me dragging behind

“ hey do you like this one?” aaliyah turned around to see me staring off

“ lia? are you good?” i shook my head once i realized i was in a trance

“ okay…y’know, you should come to prom with me and jason. “ aaliyah smirked at me with a shit eating grin

“ fuck no.” i immediately responded, was she crazy? i didn’t even have a date.

“oh come on-it would be fun!” she began “chris is gonna be thereee” she teased dragging out the word

i playfully punched her shoulder “aaliyah! someone from school could be here!”

she giggled and led me to a section of darker colored

dresses

“look at how pretty these are! come on, lia. these would all look so pretty on you.”

“ aaliyah, you know i love you. but im not third wheeling the entire night of prom, that’s just embarrassing. i’d rather not go at all.”

“could you at least try on some dresses?” she looked at me with puppy eyes

i thought about how happy it would make her, since im not going, what’s the harm in trying on a few dresses.

i rolled my eyes, “fine” i sighed as she grabbed my hand and started grabbing dresses from the racks

“but this place is getting busy, we need to hurry up”

there were people flooding in out of nowhere, the store swarming with all different kinds of girls and their boyfriends

“excuse me! hi, we need a dressing room please.” aaliyah spoke to an employee with my arm still in her grip.

the employee led us over and gave us a key, then walking away without saying a word

dickhead.

“okay! so-“ aaliyah was cut off by the ping of her phone

“shit ..lia jason texted me saying it was an emergency. are you gonna be okay if i go for a second?”

i nodded “just text me” she blew an air kiss and swiftly walked out of the store

“well.” i mumbled to myself before walking into the changing room, setting the dresses down and getting undressed

im on my last two dresses after about 30 minutes, and aaliyah still isn’t back. at least i took pictures.

i was in the process of taking off my current dress when i heard a knock on the door

assuming it was aaliyah, i quickly finished taking off my dress leaving me in my bra and calvin klein boxers

when i opened the door, my heart stopped. theres no fucking way.

it was chris. chris fucking sturniolo, the same chris i’ve had a crush on since freshman year was standing infront of me while im half naked.

he looked up from his phone and his eyes widened, “oh shit! im so fucking sorry” he apologized covering his eyes with his hand and looking down

i had closed the door, covering my body peeking out just my head

“i- um…chris?” i furrowed my brows trying to hide the embarrassment creeping up on my face

his face was pink and he looked flustered “yeah…”

“ you can look now. im decent” i let out a small giggle

he slowly removed his hand from his face and smiled when he saw me

“oh hey lia! it’s good to see you, what are you doing here?”

“i was looking at dresses.” i shrugged

“oh for prom? who’s the lucky guy” he questioned rather quickly

“uhhh no one…my friend wanted me to try them on but she’s not even here.”

“where is she?” he asked looking around

“something came up with her boyfriend.” i shrugged and so did he, leaving us in an awkward silence

“can you help?” i blurted out without even thinking what i had said

“with the whole dress thing? uh yeah that’s fine, i’ll wait out here”

“you can come in…that was the whole point” i laughed and opened the door more, welcoming him in

usually, i would never do something like but i was feeling confident

“i-you sure?” he asked furrowing his brows and tilting his head

“yes! come on before someone sees you” i grabbed his arm and yanked him in the room, closing the door behind us

chris moved the dresses to the side and sat in the middle of the long seat that took up one side of the dressing room

once he was comfortable he leaned against the wall, manspreading as he looked at me

“can you hand me that dress?” i asked chris, pointing to the royal blue dress next to him

he leaned forward and handed me the dress with a smile as i slipped it on

with my back facing chris, i looked at myself in the mirror as i slipped on the dress

i noticed chris’ eyes scanning my body and biting his lower lip slightly, “eyes up here” i laughed as i adjusted the straps on my shoulders

he must’ve forgot there was a mirror right there, or he just didn’t care

his face flushed a light pink color as he cleared his throat, stuttering in a nervous tone

“ i wasn’t staring, i was…” he looked at the ground then back at me and laughed when he couldn’t think of anything to say

i laughed with him but my laughter came to a stop when i realized i couldn’t zip up my dress all the way

“you need help ma?” he asked me

“yes.” i replied shamefully as chris rose up smiling

i grabbed a handful of my hair and moved it to the side as he came up behind me

“shit i think its stuck” he put his hand on my waist for balance as he fumbled with the zipper

i felt my face get hot at the sudden movement

i felt his warm breath on my neck and looked at him in the mirror, he was so focused while i was over here crumbling under his touch

“anddd..got it” he stepped back and smiled at me

i fixed my hair and turned around, “so how does it look?” i posed and spun around

he stood and starred at me for a few seconds without saying a word, my confidence draining slowly before he spoke “shit you look amazing”

i felt my face flush and i giggled “shut up” and turned around to face myself in the mirror, checking myself out

i snapped a picture on my phone and sent it to aaliyah, hoping for an answer

i put my phone down and sighed “okay” i turned back around to chris who was starring at me in awe

“what?” i giggled titling my head. chris shook his head and cleared his throat “nothing” he replied dryly

i turned and faced myself in the mirror once more, chris behind me already knowing what to do

he unzipped the dress as it slid down to my ankles, leaving me in my bra and boxers again

“oh shit. when did you get a tattoo?” he laughed while looking at the tattoo i had on my lower back

“why are you looking?” i raised a brow while looking at him through the mirror

he scoffed and rolled his eyes before replying “you have such a nice body ma”

i felt his hands creep up on my bare waist, sending shivers down my spine as he rested his head on my shoulder, making eye contact with me through the mirror

he then at me and put his pink lips up to my ear, “you look so pretty” i felt his warm breath against my neck and it gave me goosebumps

i turned to face him, looking back with his hands still on my waist

i stared at him for a few moments before i connected our lips

we made out passionately and i turned around to face him, placing my arms around the back of his neck with his hands on my waist, pulling my body closer to his

then i broke the kiss, our lips still hovering over one another for a moment before welding our lips together for a second time

chris moved his mouth down towards my neck, sucking and kissing my sensitive spot leaving hickeys, making me let out a small whimper

i tilted my head to the side with my eyes shut and fingers tangled in his hair as he marked me up all over

his lips found their way back to mine as we found ourselves making our way to the seat

chris sat down and i straddled him

we made out as his hands flew back to my waist as i grinded my hips against his growing boner

my hands fumbled with the band of his sweatpants while we were making out

he lifted his hips up and i slid off his sweatpants down to his ankles, him kicking them to the side

i grinded against his clothed cock as i became more and more soaked, desperate for something

he guided my hips with his hands on my waist, him whimpering as i did so

he jutted his hips forward and i felt his erection against my throbbing pussy

i decided to test the waters so i reached my hand down between us and starting palming him, causing a whiny whimper to leave his lips

i reached my hand into the waistband of his boxers, wrapping my hand around his length before he stopped me

“on your knees, now” he ordered and i obeyed, finding myself in between his legs and on my knees

he raised his hips in the air and pulled down his boxers down in one motion, his cock springing up and hitting his stomach

i felt my eyes widen and my heart stop beating at the sight of his dick, he was huge

my mouth watered at the thought of him slamming into me. his tip was light pink, covered in precum with a vein running down the side of it

chris laughed once he saw my face and stood up grabbing his dick, rubbing his tip along my lips “c’mon baby, you can do it.”

i wrapped my hand around the end of his member and placed teasing licks on his tip, causing him to groan due to the anticipation

i licked all the way up his cock and swirled my tongue around his tip

finally, i took all of him in my mouth, jerking off what i couldn’t fit which was easily an inch or two.

i started slow, gagging and whimpering against his hard dick causing vibrations to flow all through out his body

then i increased my speed bobbing my head back and forth, making him whimper

“mm baby…” i looked up at him to find him already looking at me, biting his lower lips “shit just like that.”

his words fueled me to give it my all, the pet name soaking me down to my core. i removed my hand and took in every single inch of him

speeding up my pace, i moved my tongue alongside the bottom half of his cock as i fit all of him into my mouth

chris was groaning and whimpering and letting out all types of cuss words while i worked my magic

i took all of him in my mouth, tears streaming down the side of my cheeks caused by my gag reflex

“gonna let me cum in that pretty little mouth? hm?”

i moaned against his dick, which we both knew was a yes. i felt him twitching in my mouth, warning that he was close

“shit ma i’m gonna-“ he whimpered as he shot thick gushes of cum down my throat

“swallow.” i did as told and stuck out my tongue to show him with saliva dripping down my chin and my lips pink and puffy.

he grabbed my chin and moved my head upwards to make me look at him. his eyes scanned every detail on my face.

the now dry tears all down my cheeks, my lips wet and swollen, my eyes low and tired, and my chin covered in a coat of my own slobber

“good girl” he growled in a low tone, looking at me with lust filled eyes. he leaned down to kiss me, before he ordered me to take off my remaining clothes.

i was already barley had anything on, so taking them off was easy and i sat watching chris take off what he had on

my eyes found their way to his hands, the veins that ran across them and his long slender fingers that moved at a quick pace to take off his shirt

chris threw his shirt to the side and moved his head over to look at me

“its not nice to stare mama. if you want my fingers in you just say that” my face felt hot and i felt my pussy leaking, i needed him so bad

“hm? i asked you a question” he looked at me tilting his head, walking closer towards me

“yes…chris please” i looked up at him with pleading eyes as he stood over me

he looked me up and down and slightly bit his bottom lip, “lay down”

i laid flat on my back with my legs hanging off of the edge, chris standing between my legs and placing one of them over his shoulder

“what do you want ma?” he looked down at me with low eyes and smirking

“anything, chris please! your hands, your mouth, i don’t care! i just need you” i whined

he grazed his hand up and down my folds causing me to let out a choked moan

“please chris…” i begged in a whiny tone, jutting my hips forward for more of him

“patience baby” he spoke in a low tone, i tried to wait but my core ached for some sort of relief

that’s when he shoved two fingers inside of me, and i covered my mouth, squeezing my eyes shut to stay quiet

his fingers curled inside my pussy and hitting my g-spot everytime, it was hell trying to stay quiet with the way he was pleasing me.

the fact his already rock hard dick was laying on my stomach and so close to my pussy, given the position we were in, was not helping my case.

i grabbed his biceps for support as i already felt my orgasm approaching “so…close” i struggled to speak but i pushed out those few words

he frowned and spoke in a teasing tone “aww, already? you like the the way my fingers feel in you baby?”

i could only hum in response, that’s when he kneeled down and started to suck my clit as his fingers moved at an ungodly speed

due to the sudden added pleasure, i accidentally let out an almost pornographic moan

i threw my head back and closed my legs around his head, clenching around his fingers as he was still sucking my clit

chris placed soft kisses onto my core before kissing his way up to neck, leaving more hickeys than before

“i feel you clenching baby, let it go” the pet name immediately sent me over the edge, my legs shaking as i moaned and released all over chris’ fingers

i felt him smile against my neck and removed his fingers, sticking them in his mouth and sucking them clean before kissing me, the taste of my release on his lips turning me on even more

“you taste so good ma, can you gimmie one more?” he asked in a low tone before grabbing the tip of his dick and running it up and down my folds

“chris im sensitive…i cant” i replied in a whiny tone, causing him to smirk

“yes you can. you gonna be good for me?” i nodded before he slowly pushed himself all the way in, giving me time to adjust to his size before starting slow

“fuck your so big- i dont know if i can take it” i balled my fists up as he stood over me, smirking as he took in my expression

“shhh…you got it ma. i’m gonna move now, okay?” and with that, he started moving slightly faster

i was overstimulated and sensitive, but the pain soon turned into pleasure once i got used to it

“faster chris, please” i looked up at him with my big brown eyes, begging for him to go faster

those words were all he needed for him to pickup his pace and start thrusting into me faster than ever

that’s when we heard a knock at the door, it was a staff member. chris leaned down to my ear and whispered, “you’re gonna talk to him, or i’ll stop.”

“excuse me? miss?” the employee questioned from the other side

“y-yes?” my voice was shaky as chris never stopped his trusts, “is everything okay in there? i heard screams” he sounded concerned

at that moment, chris started rubbing fast circles on my clit, kissing and sucking at my neck as he did so

“yes yes oh my god!” i slapped my hand over my mouth when i realized what i had just said, but redeeming myself nonetheless.

“yes! everything’s…FINE!” i stuttered as he relentlessly pounded into me, him laughing lowly as he saw the effect he had on me

“i just thought i s-saw a bug! everything’s f-fine!” i shot out quickly, trying to make myself sound more believable

“alright…” the employee walked away and let out a sigh, embarrassed at myself

“you’re…oh god” i struggled to finish my sentence

“such an asshole!” i joked at chris, causing him to laugh against my neck

“hm…considering what just happened i think im gonna need to shut you up.” chris spoke in a low tone as he took his two fingers and shoved them in my mouth

he was making me feel so good, and i felt myself getting close. his tip brushed my g-spot with every thrust, making my eyes roll to the back of my head

i knew i wasn’t gonna last long, between him pounding into me, his thumb rubbing against my clit with one hand, and his fingers in my mouth using the other as his pink swollen lips kissed my neck. i was a goner.

i was still letting out groans and whimpers, apparently too loud for his liking, since he removed his fingers from my mouth and wrapped his hand around my neck

he squeezed slightly which caused me to whimper, “you into that to? what a slut.”

his words hit me like a train, i was trying not to cum and it took every ounce of strength i had in my body not to.

i dont think chris knew that being degraded was one of biggest kinks.

“only for you.” i looked up at him with low eyes and a smile “shit don’t…don’t do that” he whined as his thrusts got sloppier by the second

an idea popped up in my head, “why, does it make you feel good knowing you’re in control, hm baby? is that what it is?”

he clamped his eyes shut and clenched his jaw as he whimpered nonstop

hm. praise kink.

“you make me feel so good chris” i teased him in a seductive tone

he whimpered out a small “fuck” and i felt his cock twitch inside of me meaning he was close

“you gonna let me cum in this little pussy? hm?” he questioned as he thrusted harder and his grip on my neck tightened, but not enough to hurt me

i moaned in response and shook my head as i clenched around him, “hugging my cock so well” he spoke as he leaned down to kiss me

he slipped his tongue in my mouth and i returned the gesture, moaning into the kiss as i did so

“shit chris! i’m-“ i was cut off by my release as my cum coated his cock

soon after i felt chris shoot a warm load into me, fucking me through my high as my legs shook

he pulled out as both of our juices oozed out of my pussy, i laid there trying to catch my breath

“you okay? you did so good ma” he smiled at me and help me sit up, handing me my clothes and placing a kiss to my forehead

i nodded and smiled in response as i dressed myself, chris sitting next to me and doing the same

“sooo…you’re not going to prom, right?” he questioned as he put on his clothes

i shook my head, “no, i don’t have a date and i’m sure as fuck not third wheeling my bestfriend” i laughed and he giggled before leaning against the wall and smiling at me

“what?” i laughed staring at him and returning the same smile

“do you…wanna go with me? i- if not that’s totally fine i was just-“ he stuttered out of nervousness before i cut him off with a simple yes.

“chris! its fine. i would love to go with you…but why?”

“why what?” he furrowed his brows, his expression confused

“why would you wanna go with me, out of all girls?” i questioned him

“cause i like you” he shrugged his shoulders before speaking again “always have. i was just scared that you wouldn’t like me back cause everyone has this…view of me. that im a player or something cause im popular”

“chris…” i felt myself getting emotional at his words, i didn’t know he felt that way.

“i’ve had feelings for you since freshman year. i didn’t think i was your type” chris looked down at the floor before i continued

“and…if you liked me then, why were you a dick to me all the time?” i laughed

“cause i was jealous. lia you might not know it, but there are so many guys who would go for you. like…that day at the halloween party? the one at school?”

“mhm” i shook my head, signaling i remembered what he was talking about

“dude…i thought you looked so good. but i wasn’t the only one. dudes in the hallways were always talking about how they’d fuck you so good if they had the chance and shit like that. and it just made me mad. but i know its not your fault, so im sorry for that”

chris looked like he wanted to laugh after his confession, i wondered what was so funny

“chris what are you laughing at” i giggled at the sight of him smiling

“promise you wont laugh?” he looked up at me, his cheeks flushed pink

“depends…”. i furrowed my brows and tilted my head, anticipation flowing through my body

“and…” he covered his face in his hands so he was muffled, but i still understood what he was saying

“when you were wearing that crop top and shorts it made me insanely embarrassingly hard and i jerked off in the bathroom after class” he spoke very quickly

“chris!! are you serious? the school bathrooms?” i laughed slightly, covering my mouth

“yeah. i was down bad…but now i know i can have you all to myself, anytime i want” he kissed my neck and put his hand on my thigh

i giggled at his sudden affection, “yes you can, but not right now, my friend is on her way!” i kissed him

“pleaseeee ma, really quick?” he dragged the word, peppering soft kisses to my neck and rubbing my thigh

“no chris, just wait for tonight. and my legs hurt” i laughed and he sighed, playfully rolling his eyes

“now…which one? or should i try on the other one cause y’know..you didn’t see it” i questioned him holding up the two dresses

“lia what just led to this whole thing…” he narrowed his eyes and smirked at me “i like that one.”

he pointed to the long silk forest green dress with sparkles all over it, “hm. me to” i smiled when we heard a knock at the door

“um…hold on” i opened the door and poked my head out to see aaliyah standing there with a huge smile on her face

“lia…who’s in there with you?” he smirked at me and raised an eyebrow

“would you believe me if i told you?” i whispered to her from behind the door

“depends.” he squinted her eyes

“chris!!” i whisper shouted at her, trying to contain my volume

her jaw dropped “YOURE LYING!”

i shook my head “nope!! and…he’s taking me to prom” i smiled at the thought

“oh my god so you are going!?”

“yeah!! oh and we fucked…” i paused for a moment

“really big” i whispered to her as she was still trying to take all this in

“holy fucking shit…how did this all happen again?” her eyes wide and eyebrows raised

“long story” i smiled at her “i’ll be right out” i told her and shut the door

“hey sooo…lia…could i like maybe, be your boyfriend?” chris asked me nervously, scratching the back of his neck

“yes, you can chris” i smiled and kissed him, his hands wrapping around my waist

“oh and also…” he dug into his pocket and pulled out a wallet, handing money to me

i looked at him confused, “it’s for your dress baby. take it” he placed the wad of cash in my hand, it was easily $400

“no chris i ca-“ i was cut off by him smashing his lips into mine, his hand caressing my cheek “this is nothing ma, just take the money.”

i smiled at him before he spoke again “by the way, you look so good in your dress. it’s a shame you won’t be in it for long” he shrugged and laughed

“chris!!” i laughed and hit his shoulder, making our way out of the dressing room.

a/n: sorry this took litr forever , but comment to be on my tag list + posting masterslist soon !! ( i think )

@mattssluttygf

[sturnioloho]

this eyeroll

[heartss4matthewq]

if you’re a slut js say that

[annalisesturnioloxo]

i need to sit on his lap so badly. like genuinely so badly. LET ME INNNN‼️‼️‼️

[heartss4matthewq]

PLEASE. ONE CHANCE

[042502]

DOES THE SUN BOTHER YOU MY KING?

[heartss4matthewq]

🙂

[heartss4matthewq]

oh my lawd @muwapsturniolo AND @hoesformatt FOLLOW ME IM DYING IDK WHY I DIDNT SEE THIS BEFORE 😭

literally 2 of my favorite writers im crying

[heartss4matthewq]

I GOT CARPET BURN ON MY PUSSAYY

help.

[thenickgirl]

hello hi can we please stop writing nick x fem smut

it’s homophobic and weird as fuck and this is coming from the most feral nick girl on this planet

it’s not okay, ever. i don’t care how you try to spin it, it’s wrong and you’re gross

[heartss4matthewq]

why does matt look INSANELY good in the new friday video. good-fucking-night

[mattztrip]

Pink kisses bear tee I will always love u

[heartss4matthewq]

real shit