Lola

Love is in the air😉

[lolaslolli]

Welcome to my blog!

Lola: 25. music. wears my heart on my sleeve. winter. cat person. anime. disney. silver girly. editor. freckles. dancer. chris girl. sing/songwriter. antisocial. dms open. stuffed animals. twd. billie eilish. horror. shy. taylor swift. rain. christian. night owl. dyslexic.

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Song of the week…

[sleepysturns]

🌈 Happy Pride Month

To everyone of my followers in the community, whether you’re out to the world, still closeted or quietly questioning, you are accepted here. Your journey is yours alone and it’s valid.

You are seen. you belong. You are valued. You are loved. 🏳️‍🌈💖

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[lolaslolli]

Happy Pride Month baby! Love you😘🩵

[lolaslolli]

I love you baby🩵. I’m so happy I sent that dm! I’d don’t know what I would do without you. You’re so understanding and you’ve helped me see myself in a different light. I’m never afraid with you and there’s literally nothing I don’t tell you. I love you sm😘. @sleepysturns

[sleepysturns]

Our Good Girl

staring: reader x readers girlfriend x chris

warnings: 18+ SMUT, threesome, double penetration, cum play, oral, strap on sex , overstimulation, praise kink.

a/n: this is dedicated to my girlfriend @lolaslolli, happy 2 months baby.

lightly inspired by @starstuddedlove’s series wet dreams.

You’re lying in the center of the huge soft bed, completely naked, heart racing as Chris and your girlfriend slowly peel off the last of your clothes. The room is warm lit low with golden lamps. Chris looks hungry his thick cock already hard and desperate to escape from his boxers. Your girlfriend is beside him wearing your favourite lace blue set, her eyes locked on you with pure adoration and lust.

Tonight is all about you. They’ve made that clear.

They crawl onto the bed from either side. Your girlfriend reaches you first, sliding up to kiss you slow and deep, her soft lips and tongue tasting while her breasts press against yours. Chris settles between your spread thighs, his large hands smoothing up your legs, thumbs brushing the sensitive skin. He leans in and drags his tongue in one long, slow lick from your entrance up to your clit, groaning at your taste. “Fuck, you’re already soaked for us,” he murmurs, voice deep and rough. Then he seals his mouth over your clit and sucks gently while your girlfriend moves down to kiss and lick your nipples, teasing them with her tongue and teeth.

The dual sensation makes you arch off the bed with a moan. Chris eats you out like he’s savoring every drop. Your girlfriend captures your mouth again, swallowing every whimper and gasp as they work you.

Then right before you could cum they switch. Your girlfriend slides down between your legs while Chris moves up. She’s softer, more teasing fluttering her tongue over your clit in quick little strokes before sucking it between her lips, moaning happily against your pussy. Chris kisses you deeply, one big hand kneading your breast, pinching your nipple just right. Then he trails down, sucking marks into your neck and chest while his fingers join hers, stretching you open.

They edge you beautifully, twice, slowing every time you get close, kissing your inner thighs, your stomach, whispering filthy praise against your skin.

“So pretty when you’re dripping like this…” Chris spoke up.

Your girlfriend agreeing, “Look at you baby, taking everything we give you…good girl”

“You’re going to cum so many times tonight. We’re not stopping until you can’t take any more.”

When they finally let you have the first one, they go all in. Your girlfriend sucks your clit hard and fast while Chris pumps two fingers deep and steady against your G spot. The orgasm crashes through you sharp, shaking, thighs clamping around her head as you cry out. Chris helps hold you open as they keep licking and stroking you through every pulse.

While you’re still catching your breath, Chris flips you gently onto your stomach with pillows under your hips. He spreads your cheeks and licks over your tight little hole in slow, wet circles while your girlfriend slides underneath you in a 69 position, sucking gently on your clit and licking your pussy from below. Chris slicks his fingers and slides two into your pussy from behind, curling them perfectly. The combination of his fingers and her mouth on your clit has you grinding down desperately.. Your girlfriend moans beneath you, the vibrations traveling straight to your core.

“Ready for more?” Chris asks, voice thick with lust.

You nod, whimpering. Your girlfriend smirked and gave Chris a thumbs up

Chris lines up his thick cock and presses in slowly, stretching your pussy open inch by inch until he’s buried deep. The fullness is perfect. He starts a deep, rolling rhythm, grinding against that spot inside you with every thrust. Your girlfriend stays underneath, sucking your clit in time with his strokes.

The pleasure is overwhelming. Chris grips your hips, fucking you harder, while your girlfriend keeps her mouth on you. They flip you onto your back again so you can see them. Your girlfriend straddles your face, lowering her wet pussy onto your mouth so you can taste her while Chris slides back inside you. She rides your tongue, moaning your name, fingers in your hair, while Chris fucks you deep and steady, one thumb rubbing your clit.

You cum again like that clenching hard around his cock, moaning into your girlfriend’s pussy. She grinds through her own orgasm on your face, and Chris keeps thrusting until he pulls out and paints thick ropes across your tits and stomach.

They collapse on either side of you, bodies warm and slick against yours. Soft kisses cover your face, neck, and breasts.

“Beautiful girl,” your girlfriend whispers, kissing you tenderly. “We’re nowhere near done. Give us a few minutes and we’ll make you cum again.”

Chris hands you a cold glass of water with a lazy grin “Hydrate… your gonna need it”

watching you drink while both of them gently stroke your skin your girlfriend’s fingers tracing lazy circles over your stomach, Chris’s hand smoothing up your thigh. Once you’ve had enough, they take the glass away and pull you back into the middle of the bed, bodies pressing in close on either side.

Chris moves down and spreads your legs again. He licks your pussy in long, soothing strokes, keeping you wet and aching while your girlfriend reaches over to the nightstand. She fastens the strap on around her hips. a sleek, thick silicone cock, curved just right, already glistening with fresh lube.

“Think you can take both of us, baby?” she whispers against your lips, eyes dark with excitement.

You nod eagerly, pulse racing.

Your girlfriend lies on her back and pulls you on top of her so you’re straddling her. She guides the strap back into your pussy, filling you. At the same time, Chris kneels behind you, slicking himself generously. “Relax for us, beautiful,” he murmurs, pressing the thick head of his cock against your already filled entrance.

You moan loudly as he slowly pushes in, stretching you open around both his cock and your girlfriend’s strap. The fullness is intense but perfect. They start moving in a careful, synced rhythm, Chris thrusting deep while your girlfriend rocks up from below, their bodies pressing you between them. overwhelming you with pleasure.

Your girlfriend holds your hips, looking up at you with pure love and lust. “That’s it, baby… taking both of us so well. You feel so fucking good.”

Chris’s hands grip your waist tighter, his thrusts growing a little faster, more desperate. “Fuck, I’m close,” he growls. A few more deep strokes and he pulls out, stroking himself hard and fast over you. Thick, hot ropes of his cum splash across your chest, your tits, and your stomach as he groans. He keeps stroking until he’s spent, painting your skin.

Your girlfriend doesn’t stop. She keeps fucking up into you with the strap, hands sliding through Chris’s cum on your chest and rubbing it into your skin.

She flips you gently so you’re still on top but now fully riding her. “Ok your turn, baby. Ride me. Use me however you want.”

You brace your hands on her chest and start moving.. slow at first, then faster, grinding down so the strap hits deep and the base rubs perfectly against your clit. Your girlfriend’s hands grip your ass, guiding you, thumbs spreading you open as you ride. Chris lies beside you, watching with dark eyes, one hand lazily stroking your cum covered tits and occasionally leaning in to suck on your nipples while you move.

“That’s our good girl,” your girlfriend moans, eyes locked on yours. “Ride my cock just like that. Cum all over it for me.”

You ride harder, chasing it, the wet sounds of the strap sliding in and out filling the room along with your moans. She thrusts up to meet you, one hand moving to rub tight circles on your clit. The orgasm rips through you powerful and shaking your pussy clenching hard around the strap as you cry out, grinding down through every wave until your thighs are trembling and you collapse forward onto her chest.

She wraps her arms around you, kissing your forehead, your cheeks, your lips, while Chris presses in close from the side, his hand gently stroking your back.

The three of you stay tangled together, breathing hard, bodies slick and warm. “Best night ever,” she whispers against your hair. “You were so good for us baby.”

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[lolaslolli]

BABY😳. I love it🩵. Happy 2 months!!

[ceyanabbiolo]

WEAKNESS ── CHRIS STURNIOLO

⤷ introduction ⟶ masterlist ⤷ cw . . . slight tension, other than that enjoy the first scene . . .

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“Good evening, Bella.” Some people say the devil has horns, red skin, and looks like something monstrous enough to warn you from a distance to stay away from sin.

But if you asked Jenevieve Sienee, she’d tell you the devil looks like a thirty-year-old man in a tailored suit, a sharp jawline, and a smirk so smug it could ruin your entire day.

Or, more simply, Christopher Sturniolo.

“What do you want, Chris?” Jenn sighed, not looking up from her laptop as her fingers kept moving across the keys. “I’m working.”

“I can tell,” He sounded almost amused, pushing off the doorway, as he walked in as he owned it. He stopped at her desk, but Jenn kept her eyes on the screen. She wasn’t giving him that satisfaction. A cup was placed beside her laptop. “You know,” he added casually, “if you tie up that bun any tighter, you might actually cut off circulation.”

Jenn’s grip on her mouse tightened. She always wore her hair in a tight updo during working hours. “And if you keep talking, you might lose yours,” she replied flatly, finally glancing up at him, “when I strangle you, I mean.” 

“Is that a threat or a promise?” Chris smiled down at her, “I do love a woman in charge.” 

Jenn ignored him, not giving in to his sexual innuendo. She wasn’t new to his teasing. Instead, her eyes dropped to the cup. “What’s that?”

 

Chris nudged it closer to her. “Your dad told me to give it to you.”

She picked it up, already knowing. The smell confirmed it—brown sugar cinnamon latte, hot. Exactly how she liked it. A content sigh slipped out before she could stop it, and she took a sip.

Christopher Sturniolo being in her father’s building wasn’t unusual. He was there more often than not for meetings and conversations that didn’t include her but somehow always circled back to him. 

What was unusual was how often he found his way to her office, which was located across the hall from her father. In his terms, he was “checking in.” But in hers, he was just being annoying. 

She had taken her place at her father’s company a few years ago, at twenty-three. As the only child of Richard and Kitty Sienee, it had always been expected of her. She had a good relationship with both her parents; they were supportive in their own way, but that didn’t mean she was free in every way. Which is how she ended up in a job she hated, and excelled at anyway

Chris lingered by her desk a moment longer, unmoving, his gaze steady as he studied her like he had all the time in the world.

“You know,” Jenn said, finally glancing up at him, “my father has assistants. I don’t understand why he keeps asking you to bring me coffee.” This wasn’t the first time Chris had delivered her coffee. 

“I’m usually near his office,” he replied easily, hands slipping into his pockets. Then, after a beat—“And it’s not exactly an inconvenience. I’ll always make time to see you.” Jenn let out a quiet groan, dropping her gaze back to her screen. “See?” He grinned and replied to her groan. “Charming as always.”

“Whatever,” Jenn rolled her eyes, ignoring the way her heartbeat had picked up. “You can go now. I’m actually busy—and I’m sure you have somewhere more important to be.”

Chris didn’t move.

Of course, he didn’t.

He was the CEO of his own company, and his office was only a few blocks from her father’s building. He had no reason to be standing in hers, lingering as he had nowhere else to go.

And yet, here he was.

Christopher Sturniolo hadn’t inherited anything. He built COS Security from the ground up, brick by brick, deal by deal, until his name meant something people didn’t question.

Security, at its highest level.

Private protection, high-end surveillance. He offered things that people with too much money and too many secrets were willing to pay for without hesitation. Bodyguards that didn’t fail. Systems that didn’t break. Luxury properties designed with privacy so airtight that they were practically invisible. 

And he was very, very good at it, which made it all the more irritating that he was wasting his time here. “Well, so?” Jenn finally looked up again, brows lifting slightly. “Don’t you have a company to run?”

His gaze didn’t waver. “I do.”

“Then go run it.”

A corner of his mouth lifted. “You seem eager to get rid of me.”

“Chris, I’m really not in the mood right now.” Jenn turned in her chair, fully facing him now. “My dad just handed me a list of things that should realistically take a week, and I have emails piling up faster than I can answer them. If I don’t finish everything now, I’ll fall behind—and if I fall behind, I’ll—”

She cut herself off. Great. Now she was rambling. Jenn pressed her lips together, but when she looked up again, Chris wasn’t interrupting or making one of his usual comments. He was just… watching her.

There was something softer in his expression. Amused, maybe—but not in the way that made her want to roll her eyes. That was new. Before she could overthink it, her phone buzzed on her desk.

Chris’s eyes flicked to it automatically. Jenn reached for it, unlocking the screen and immediately felt heat creep up her neck as she read the message. See you tonight…

 “Alright,” Chris said after a second, straightening slightly. “I’ll let you—” He paused. Jenn didn’t notice at first. She was still looking at her phone, a small smile slipping onto her face before she could stop it. “…Who’s that?”

Her head lifted. “Hm?”

“You just got a text.”

“Oh—just someone. I have something later,” Jenn blinked at him, setting her phone back down a little too quickly. “Which is why I actually need to finish my work.”

“Something,” he repeated lightly. “Like what?” Gosh, why was he still here? “Meeting friends?” he added, tone casual, but there was something underneath it she couldn’t quite place. 

“Just a date.”

The word slipped out before she thought about it.

Chris’s expression looked like it didn’t change, but it did. It was too subtle for most people to catch. But Jenn had spent years watching him, whether she liked to admit it or not.

His posture stilled. His gaze sharpened just slightly. “A date…” he echoed, slower this time. Jenn shifted in her seat, suddenly aware of the weight of his attention again. “With who?”

“Just someone I've met,” She narrowed her eyes a little. “Why do you care?”

“I don’t, was just asking,” His response came out slow. Jenn nodded slowly, like she accepted that answer, even if she didn’t really believe it. She had just started typing again when his voice cut through the silence. “You don’t usually do that.”

She looked up at him, one brow lifting. “Do what?”

“Go on dates, Rosa.”

She frowned immediately.

Gosh, she hated when he did that. Sometimes it was bella, sometimes rosa, like she was supposed to understand the difference. Either way, she hated the way he called her whatever the fuck that meant.

She scoffed lightly, shaking her head. “I’ve been on plenty of dates.”

“Plenty…” he repeated, slower.

“Yeah,” Jenn turned back to her screen, forcing her tone to stay light. “It’s not exactly a rare concept, Chris.” She added casually, “You should try it sometime. Might help with that permanent scowl you’ve usually got going on.”

Chris didn’t budge at her comment. Okay weird. 

“So…” he drawled after a moment, “Who’s the lucky guy?” His voice was so sarcastic, she wanted to strangle him. That was the second time that thought popped into her head today.

She turned in her chair again, fully facing him now, brows pulling together. “Why are you so hung up on my date? Is it that unbelievable to you,” irritation crept in, “that I don’t spend all my time locked in this office or at home?”

His jaw shifted slightly. “Of course not. I just didn’t take you for someone who wastes her time on pointless dates with men who only want one thing.”

“Excuse me?” Her voice came out sharper now, louder than she intended. “You don’t know anything about my dates. The men I’ve met have been perfectly pleasant.”

Chris raised a brow, unimpressed. “Have they?” There was something almost mocking in it. “Then why do I get the feeling none of them have made it past a second date?”

She wanted to wipe that look off his face. What made it worse was that he wasn’t entirely wrong. Most of the men she’d gone out with had wanted something. Usually, a climb up the status pole or sex. 

And no, none of them had made it to a second date. Yet. But he didn’t need to know that.

“That’s not your concern,” she snapped, lifting her chin slightly. “Maybe I just have standards.”

Chris’s gaze sharpened. “Standards?”

“Yes,” she said coolly. “Something you wouldn’t understand, considering you don’t date at all.”

“Don't be ridiculous. I've been on fucking dates. I just choose not to,” A flicker of irritation crossed his face. “I don’t see the point in wasting time that could be used for better things,” he said evenly.

“Right,” Jenn let out a dry laugh. “Because no one’s ever been worth your time, is that it?” That tiny hesitation in his gaze made something in her push further. “Or is it that you just don’t know how to date or love?”

“You seem pretty confident for someone who can’t even manage a second date,” he said, voice lower now. “So maybe I should be the one asking you if you don't know how to date.”

“At least I try,” Jenn’s eyes narrowed. “You hide behind your work like it’s the only thing that makes you interesting.”

Another pause.

“You think that's my reasoning for not dating?” he asked quietly. 

“I think...” she continued. She had already insulted the man once; why not a second time? “...that you don’t want to settle because you wouldn’t know what to do if someone actually expected something real from you.”

There it was.

That one hit deeper than the others. Chris didn’t move. Didn’t react the way he usually would. His gaze held hers, but there was something underneath it now.

If he were anyone else, she wouldn’t have said it.

But this was Chris. The man she’d been compared to for as long as she could remember. The man who walked into her life ten years ago and, somehow, managed to outshine her in every way that mattered.

Years of doing everything right, everything expected felt like it counted for something. Until he showed up and suddenly, it didn’t.

If she made dean’s list, it was “So did Christopher when he was in college” If she brought a new idea to her father, it was “He already suggested something similar.” If she worked harder, stayed later, pushed herself further, Chris had already been there and already done it.

She didn’t have siblings to compete with. But somehow, she’d still lost.

Chris finally took a step back, creating distance again. “I have work to get back to.” All that earlier teasing and amusement in his features was gone.

She didn’t miss the way his shoulders squared a bit; he always did that when he felt tense. “Yeah, you should.”

He gave a small nod, turning toward the door, and just as he reached for it, it opened. Both of them froze slightly.

“Ah—Christopher, I thought you’d already left.” Her father stepped into the office without hesitation, “Our meeting ended half an hour ago.”

“Yes, sir I was just leaving.” He gave a polite nod, composed as ever. “I’ll see you in a few days.” Then he was gone. Jenn watched the door for a second longer than she meant to before forcing her attention back.

“Hi, Father,” she said, offering a small smile as he approached her desk.

“Hello, darling.” He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to the top of her head. “Almost done? I’ll need those files within the next few minutes,” he added, already scanning her desk for what he came in for.

“Of course.”

He moved around her office with purpose, picking up a folder from the side table, barely pausing before turning back toward the door.

“Oh, and thank you for the coffee, I didn't know you knew my order.”

Her father stopped, “Coffee?”

She blinked, lifting the cup slightly from her desk. “The cinnamon latte. Chris said you asked him to bring it.”

Her father’s brows pulled together, confusion settling in. “I didn’t know you liked cinnamon with your coffee, dearest. I didn’t ask him to—”

A knock at the door interrupted him. “Sir, they’re waiting for you,” someone said from the hallway. “Your meetings starting.”

Her father sighed lightly, glancing between his daughter and the door. “We’ll talk later, darling. Love you.” And just like that, he was gone too. 

Confusion filled Jenn's gaze as she slowly looked at the cup in her hand.

Brown sugar cinnamon latte. Exactly how she liked it. Exactly when she wanted it.

ceyana’s note: we are back !! get ready to dive deep into meeting jenn and chris really soon <3 i love you, mwah

© 𝐂𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

[lolaslolli]

Reading this out loud and doing my voice impressions with my gf @sleepysturns and tell me why I made the dad Italian🤣🩵

[lolaslolli]

HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE

If the triplets were in transformers

Nick as Sam Wickwiki

Matt as Optimus prime 

Chris as bumblebee 

I’ve been rewatching all the movies and I had to share this thought…no hate please

@ceyanabbiolo @pepsipoet @sleepysturns @sleepinourtears @chrisssiren @hannahsturniolo @ariestrxsh @evansturn @swiftie-in-the-moonlight

[lolaslolli]

Looks like I’ll be eating ramen noodles till I get paid again…but was totally worth it🥲

@sleepysturns @ariestrxsh @pepsipoet @swiftie-in-the-moonlight @evansturn @ceyanabbiolo @chrisssiren @hannahsturniolo

[lolaslolli]

This song is stuck in my head…”God what have you done…”

Iykyk🤭

[sleepysturns]

Happy one month anniversary baby🩷💙 @lolaslolli

In just these short weeks you’ve become the heart of my days, the first thought in my mind when I wake up and the last thought before I sleep, You’ve made this month unforgettable just by being you, and I can't imagine living life without you. I love you so so much.

[lolaslolli]

Awww baby I love you sm🩵🥺

[lolaslolli]

Happy birthday baby💖🎉. @sleepysturns

I hope you enjoy your day, I love you sm…but I won’t go into detail on here🤭.

I hope you enjoy the edit I made for you🩵.

@ariestrxsh @pepsipoet @swiftie-in-the-moonlight @evansturn @ceyanabbiolo @chrisssiren @hannahsturniolo @courta13 @outersbanksgirly @oopsiedaisydeer

[lolaslolli]

It safe to say, she’s a Matt girl! Girl was making googly eyes at the TV lol. She saw he loves cats and stuffed animals and fell in love with Matt. She was already asking me if I could bring her on their next tour lol. She said “you’ll have to speak for me, I’ll be to nervous. They’re all so cute”🤣.

@sleepysturns @swiftie-in-the-moonlight @pepsipoet @hannahsturniolo @ceyanabbiolo @chrisssiren @ariestrxsh @pepsipoet @evansturn

[lolaslolli]

Finally had the time to show my God child a triplet video, this was her before she watched any of the videos. She had me dying laughing.

@ceyanabbiolo @sleepysturns @ariestrxsh @swiftie-in-the-moonlight @pepsipoet @evansturn

[lolaslolli]

I’m so glad the block button exists!! I cannot deal with these people man. I’m not gonna lie tho y’all make me laugh with y’all middle school bullshit. Come guys let’s remember we’re adults🤣🤦🏻‍♀️.

[lolaslolli]

LOLAAA hiii !!! how are you hunny???

Hi!! CEYANAAA💜

Honestly, this is how I’ve been feeling lately…life has been really hard. When it gets this bad the way I cope is pushing people away. Some days are better than others but I’m getting help. Thank you for popping up in my inbox! I love you 💜.

Anyway…sorry for the trauma dump

How have you been? 

[lolaslolli]

Guys can we stop the hate bruh.

This is the first time I’ve actually scrolled through tumbler in a while and all these posts make me sick to my stomach.

Can’t we just share our love for Chris, Matt and Nick; write our stories and have peace on here.

This is one of the reasons why I took a break in the first place, now I come back and it’s even worse🙄.

@sleepysturns @swiftie-in-the-moonlight

[lolaslolli]

I made this edit for someone who has my heart. @sleepysturns I don’t know how it happened but I’m glad it did. You have the biggest heart. You always know how to make me laugh. I love your voice and mimicking your accent. You have been always been there for me. Words can’t describe how much you mean to me, so maybe this song/edit can. I love you💙.

@ariestrxsh @swiftie-in-the-moonlight @pepsipoet @ceyanabbiolo @chrisssiren @hannahsturniolo @evansturn

[lolaslolli]

ITS JUST A PHASE….i hope. @sleepysturns

[sleepysturns]

Lola’s coming for my man guys 💔

[lolaslolli]

I’m sorry🤣. Love you💙 @sleepysturns