Ash

Ashton ,, 18,, Nick boy

[nickspup]

Ashton/Ash. 18. Transgender. Nick boy. Billie Eilish. Lil peep. TV girl. Radiohead. Deftones. Baggy clothes. Stranger things. Monster. Sturniolo triplets. Bisexual. Winter. Will Byers. Bottom. Gilmore girls. 10 things I hate about you. Thirteen. Coraline. Scary movies. Pinterest. Music.

Nick's favorite puppy.

[nickspup]

HELLOOO😋😋

HELLOOOOO SWEETHEART

[alesturniolos]

I love making freaky edits and I know you like watching them

matt version

my edit

[nickspup]

The audio in the back😵‍💫

[sturn1ez]

sensitive - chris sturniolo

⚠︎ - smut , brief fluff , showering together , language , hair play , sub!chris , edging , handjob , established relationship , HEAVILY inspired by this post !!! (not proofread)

wk - 1.1k

chris has always loved when you play with his hair, it’s his guiltiest pleasure. the way you tug at his roots, fingers twirling around the strands gracefully, it’s enough to get him turned on immediately. sometimes, chris has to beg you to play with his hair, although you normally do it on your own.

now you two are in the shower, hands innocently running over eachother’s bodies to cleanse. chris’ arm extends towards you with the shampoo bottle in hand, a pleading look in his eyes with his lips curved in a needy frown. it’s hard to say no to him when he’s looking so desperate. your fingers wrap around the shampoo bottle, your other hand flipping the lid up and squirting a quarter-sized amount of blue gel into your palm.

chris slowly leans down, his head directly in front of your chest now. your hands rub together above his head, the soap lathering into white soapy bubbles. his breath hitches as your fingers make contact with his aching scalp, a soft gasp falling from his parted lips as your fingers massage small circles around his soaked strands.

“mmph...” chris whimpers pathetically, his eyes fluttering shut as the bubbles begin to envelop his hair, making soft pops and crackles against his scalp as your fingers squish them. he presses his forehead against your chest, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pulls himself impossibly closer. “baby, please don't stop.” he begs softly, his words rippling off of the shower walls. you tug at a particularly sensitive chunk of hair, earning a hitched breath from chris. his fingers dig harshly into your back, his lips aimlessly moving on your breasts.

once all the soap is rinsed from his hair, you expect him to stand but instead he stays where he is, breath heavier than before. “fuck.” he groans, nibbling on the skin just above your nipple. just as your mouth opens to question what’s wrong, you feel something stiff and sticky pressing persistently against your inner thigh. you mindlessly continue to scrub his hair with your nails, chris whining in response.

his arms flex subtly around your body, his hips rocking forward. a string of whimpers and moans spill from his lips straight into your ear, his words struggling to escape his throat. “can’t-stop…” his voice trembles when your hand snakes between your bodies to graze against his leaking tip. he attempts to lift his head to look into your eyes, but he fails miserably, his face plunging back into the crook of your neck.

you begin to slowly stroke his pulsing cock, earning a high pitched whimper, his hips bucking into your fist. with your free hand, you return to his scalp, massaging the loose waves. his length slips through your palm like it’s the best sensation he’s ever felt, his sounds of pleasure never stopping. his head stays buried in your neck, his face contorting in bliss as you play with his hair and jerk him off simultaneously. “mmh, fuck- feels so good.” his hips move in time with your strokes, pre-cum leaking steadily from his desperate slit.

the way he pulses and his veins become more prominent, you can tell he’s getting closer by the second. “right there, right there, please…” his teeth sink into your neck flesh possessively as his words come out in a jumbled, twisted mess. he’s like putty in your hands, his body fallen limp against you as pleasure overwhelms his entire being. his hips move faster now, chasing that delicious knot growing in his lower abdomen.

the warm water of the shower cascades down his back, mingling between your bodies. chris was practically hyperventilating by now, whimpering and whining like a puppy. “‘m gonna cum, shit- do that agin…” his hot breath hits your neck as he whispers desperately, fingers curling painfully into your back muscles. your thumb circles his flushed tip menacingly slow, fingers tugging at his hair in sync. just as his balls drawl up tight in preparation for release, you pull away slowly.

“no, no…” chris whines, his cock jumping and twitching untouched, seeking more friction. at the loss of your hand, he lets out a sound somewhere between a moan and a sob. your eyes stay planted on him pulsing for you, but your hands stay firmly by your sides. he begs for you to at least play with his hair again, sounding almost drunk on pleasure. “you have to earn it, baby.” your sultry voice kisses his eardrums softly, sending goosebumps shooting through his entire body.

his red, glazed eyes search for yours through his eyelashes. pre-cum drips steadily from his tip now, drizzling onto your stomach. “please, tell me how i can earn it... i'll do whatever you want.” he whines into your ear, hair rubbing needily against your shoulder, trying to create stimulation on his scalp. you can’t help but smile at how desperate he is, your fingers finding his hair once more.

“mmm…” chris whines loudly, your hands tugging and swirling around his silky locks. his hips move on their own accord, grinding against your thigh pathetically. his mouth hangs open as his cock rubs against your warm skin deliciously. but when you move away he continues to hump the air anyway, like that would bring him release. you continue to play with his hair, pulling and twisting gently as he’s now completely rock hard and dripping cum all over the shower floor. the desperation in his eyes and the way he’s begging without words makes you tug harder.

the decision to touch his flushed tip was last minute, and his reaction was far from what you expected. his hand pumps himself furiously as white ropes shoot out at your thigh and hip, moans and whines spilling from his parted lips. through his orgasm, your hand never stilling in his hair. his own hand convers your free one to keep it on his cock as he rides out his orgasm. he keeps whining softly as you milk him as much as possible, his hips jerking with each pulse of his dick.

he looks completely undone, his hair messy and his face flushed with pleasure. he stays leaned against you, utterly spent and at your mercy. he is now semi-hard in your palm, twitching occasionally from the aftershocks. you continue stroking him through it, your touch soothing as much as it is arousing. his whines fade into soft hums of satisfaction, his body fully relaxing against yours now. the warm water of the shower flows over both of you, rinsing away the remaining evidence of your passionate encounter.

────୨ৎ────

taglist ۶ৎ @mi-co-uk @mykinkischris @chrepsi @courta13 @perscriptionlove

[viviansturns]

WHATTTTT MEOWWWWWW

[dazedsugar-sturnz]

mean Chris 😩😩😩

[nickspup]

Came.

[nickspup]

Chris Sturniolo.. mmm..

[eyesonmattyb]

Dilf!Matt doesn’t care if things get a little…messy

⚠︎ PISS!KINK, smut, pnv, daddy kink, pet names, fingering, slight humiliation, dirty talk, slight plot, kissing, dom!matt.

READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING.

your fear of public bathrooms has never been so evident. sitting in the restaurant with matt for hours, catching each other up with your lives the past couple of days that you were away from one another was nice. but, you’d had drank a lot of water, and if he didn’t pick up the check and pay right now, you were afraid of pissing your pants.

“matt—do you think we can leave soon? i need to pee.” you murmur, quiet enough that only he could hear with the amount of people around you.

he chuckled, shaking his head. “sure baby.” he grabbed the check, not even looking at the total before putting his card in the slit. the waiter came by and picked it up, too slowly for your current state, and walked away to check out your table.

the waiter came back, matt nodded a ‘thank you’ before grabbing a $50 bill from his wallet and putting it underneath the check. your breathing came harder, the pressure in your bladder grew with every passing second. you needed to go. now.

and he knew that. even so, he took his time grabbing his things and your hand, slowly walking you out of the restaurant. you whined when you sat down in the car, matt closing the door for you and walking the long way around the back of the car to his side.

it seemed like the entire universe was working against you. hitting every red light, drivers driving too slow. that, and the fact matt’s hand hadn’t left your upper thigh, drawing tight circles across your skin. it all made the pressure build. you felt a small trickle fall out when matt went over a speed bump, whimpering to yourself in agony.

he fucking giggled. clearly amused by your need to go to the bathroom. “i know you’re in pain right now—but all you’re doing is turning me on.” he states, his hand on your thigh grabbing a handful of skin, his eyes looking over at you, dark and full of lust.

you can’t even respond, the insatiable urge to pee took away all of your words. you whined in response, not even looking at him when he turns into your neighborhood.

you let yourself out of the car before he was even fully parked, swiftly running inside to the nearest bathroom you could find. matt wasn’t far behind, charging towards you with one goal in mind.

his hand grabbed your wrist firmly, spinning you around to connect his lips to yours in a hungry kiss. the kiss was anything but gentle, all teeth and tongue, loud moans bouncing off the walls of your shared house. “please matt! i need to pee” you say breathlessly, trying to pull away.

he lifts you by the back of your thighs and carries you to the bedroom. he lays you down on the bed, your frilly skirt already bunched up around your waist. he examined the wet spot in your panties. whether it was piss or wetness, he didn’t know. or care.

he moved your panties to the side, seeing your glimmering pussy on full display for him. he groaned loudly, bringing his two longest fingers to your entrance before plunging them deep. his fingers curling expertly against your sweet spot.

your eyes bulged, every single pore of your body lit ablaze. you cried out when you felt a small trickle fall onto his fingers, humiliated by the thought of it. “m-matt!” you pleaded, your eyes rolling back.

“oh c’mon sweetie,” he rasped, unbuttoning his pants. “you know i don’t mind.” his words sounded encouraging, but all it did was make your cheeks redden more.

his pants were off now, his boxers ripped off as well. he was heavy behind you, his thick cock resting on your inner thigh. he leaned over you, cupping his hand underneath your jaw to arch your back. you whimpered, every sense heightened, every touch of his hand was a gentle reminder of how painful your bladder became.

and then he was inside of you. your gummy walls clenching around him, his tip hitting your sweet spot. you moaned pathetically when he started to move into you. his pace was relentless, his hips slamming into your ass with every thrust.

“fuuuuuck baby—always so fuckin’ tight for daddy, huh?” he breathed, grunting under his breath when your pussy spazzed around him.

the pleasure was torturous. every thrust sent you closer and closer to the edge. the edge of what exactly? you didn’t know. all you knew was that the pressure in your tummy increased, and you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“daddy! i’m—fuck — i need to pee!” you begged, feeling more piss leak down his long shaft. he huffed a laugh, slapping your ass in encouragement. “yeah?” he challenged. “go ahead then little girl, make a mess for me.”

your hands white-knuckled into the sheets, holding onto your dignity for dear life. but, it felt so fucking good.

matt’s hands holding onto your waist were bruising, his mouth sloppily kissing over your shoulder blades. he groaned when he looked down at his cock covered in your juices, the sight alone making him speed up.

his hands ventured down to your ass, spreading your cheeks to drive himself deeper into you. “need to feel you all over me sweetheart—can you do that for me?” he asked, his tone condescending.

his cock hits your bladder cruelly, one of his hands coming around to circle your clit. you screamed out, the band coiling impossibly tighter.

“let go baby—i got you.” was the last thing you heard before the band snapped. white hot pleasure washed over, letting out a sharp cry when you came, warm liquid erupting from your bladder at the same time.

the orgasm lasted longer than anticipated, matt’s hips coming to a hilt before spilling into you, collapsing on top of you in exhaustion.

your body was left twitching, relief flooding it when you felt him pull out, all three liquids spilling out of you. matt gasped in awe, bringing his fingers down to push it back into you. “fuck—good girl” he cooed, tracing his free hand up your spine.

you whimpered in response, your eyes shutting involuntarily from sleepiness. he chuckled at you, his arms scooping you up before carrying you to the bathroom to clean you. “my dirty, pissy, little girl.”

dal’s note: hi…so…yeah. i’m really scared to post this. please don’t hate me. thank u to @sturncoast @pepsipoet & @devotedlyteenagemusic for inspiring me to write this, i had sm fun with it!

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

[pepsipoet]

Let’s just say… *violently giggles*

[nickspup]

Umm so TMI but.. I got dominated for the first time today and I mean like hair pulling, mouth covering and choking.. and umm.. I'll never be the same oml..

[nickspup]

I need this man so bad oml.

[nickspup]

His fingers are so long omg I need them inside me😖

I'm ovulating and very very horny btw😵‍💫

[nickspup]

Guys someone please talk to me😖

[nickspup]

Talk to mee!!

[nickspup]

Pleaseeeeeee

[nickspup]

Talk to mee!!

[dreamlag-deactivated20260219]

➽──────────────❥

you’re invited to dreamlags sturnblr party!

reblog with your outfit, hairstyle, nails, what you brought to share, what’s in your bag and your favourite party song !

your tag is your invite no pressure though!

el’s guestlist:

@cinnamonsturns ,, @poloponies ,, @readsick ,, @sturncoast ,, @sosasturns ,, @cvnntagious ,, @courta13 ,, @chrisssiren ,, @sturnskiss

[kiss4sturn]

outfit, hair, nails, something to share, what's in your purse, favorite party song

thank you for the tag!

npts: @conspiracy-ash @devotedlyteenagemusic @billiesbabyy444 @heartsonlyforchris @chrisslittleangel @mi-co-uk

[chrisslittleangel]

outfit, nails, hair, something to share, favourite party song, whats in your purse !🤍

𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐮 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 !!

𝓃𝓅𝓉𝓈: @nickspup @gisouwhat @sturnskiss @sturnilomilo @bowsandsturniolos @moonlight4983 @babyt0matoes

[nickspup]

Outfit, nails, hair, something to share, favorite party song, and what's in your purse?!

Thanks for the tag sweet girl!!!

Don't know who to tag so sorry! : @viviansturns @aaliyahsturniolo @starrysturns @starrii-sturns @sturnskiss @sturnilomilo

[nickspup]

THE THEME EATS ASH

THANK YOU!!

[nickspup]

If anyone wants to dm me and call me a good puppy then that's okay with me...😳

[nickspup]

I want Will Byers to choke me for Christmas.

[nickspup]

*need not want