⭒ the girl with the tattoo (xii) - pt 1 pt 2 p3 p4 p5 p6 p7 p8 p9 p10 p11
matt sturniolo x fem!oc / reader
summary : new tattoos, bad advice, and october nights
warnings : angsty, fluffy (barely lol), mentions of alcohol and weed, mentions of pain related to tattooing
mickey speaks : MAWMAS BACKKKKK!!!!! hi this is both really long and a lottt of set up for future parts ; also this is barely proof read, so be kind to her please she's my friend....!
THIS IS PART TWELVE, READ THE OTHERS FIRST PLEASE...
"OKAY you take those three, i'll take the rest."
october in la is unfortunately nothing special. there is no fun, drastic change in the trees or chilled weather that calls for layered soft sweaters. though this is all you've known your entire life, growing up only an hour outside of la, so you've gotten pretty good at pretending and finding the autumn spirit within the beaches and palms.
when the triplets exposed that they'd never had "chai anything" a few days ago, while the group lounged out on erin's sunbeds, you and remi were passionately up for the task of forcing them to try one of your homemade iced lattes (as they were essential to the autumn spirit in your eyes).
you both arrived at the warehouse a few hours after noon, heading straight for the small kitchenette with grocery bags in hand. asha giddly followed asking, "whatcha doinnn'?" and lifting herself onto the counter as you both unpacked ingredients. she helped as much as she could before having to return to her receptionist duties.
you spray the sink with water and wipe the remaining mess from the counter, "okay, let me know what they think of it!" you remind remi as she leaves with four drinks in hand.
"i will!" she exclaims.
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after dropping a drink off at the front desk with asha, then caine (another tattoo artist), you find yourself outside of matt's studio. you're happy to hear a lack of buzzing, indicating he doesn't have a client in with him and leaving him all to yourself.
you quietly move his curtain to the side to make sure he’s alone, only for the room to be completely empty aside from his uniquely decorated walls and dim colored furniture. your expression dulls and your hand falls to your side as you walk into the vacant space.
you find comfort in matt’s large, wheeled desk chair as you steal a few sips of what is supposed to be his drink and stare at his computer wallpaper that fades and changes every few seconds. it’s a collection of basic automated wallpapers which you figure makes sense for matt; he would probably care less if his computer at work was void of any personality.
“hey… what’re you doin’ in here?” his scratchy tone finds your ears easily in the otherwise quiet room.
you smile at the sound of his voice and swirl the chair around to face him as he walks in (with a smile mirroring yours across his face). he looks soft and cozy like a teddy bear or one of those soft felt dolls you remember from your childhood. he dawns a faint brown sweater, his hair all messy as if he’d just woken up from a dazed nap. he approaches you with his hands tucked in his pockets, coming so close that he now has to look down at you sprawled out in his rolling chair, “well, i came to have you try my homemade latte but you were no where to be found…” you look down at the remaining half of the drink in humor.
“oh that’s where that mess in the kitchen came from,” he widens his eyes in faux shock, ignoring your grumble of “it was not that messy” and tilts his chin up slightly, “that’s supposed to be for me?”
you glance down at the half empty glass before nodding your head and bringing the straw back to your mouth for a petty sip, echoing, “supposed…”
matt kisses his teeth playfully and leans down, taking hold of the straw once you’ve finished, taking in a sip of the drink slowly. he stares into your eyes an extra second before pulling back and smirking out of enjoyment, “not bad,” he smoothly takes the glass from your hand, “thanks.”
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"when you gonna let me tat' you again?"
matt would never admit this without shame, but his spirits are actually lifted now that you’re taking up his space and time- he’s starting to think his intuition must’ve tied to yours weeks ago when he had kept his schedule clear of any appointments this afternoon. as if he'd already known you’d need room to talk his head off about your long week of work or what you’re planning to do for halloween later in the month.
matt's still getting used to letting himself enjoy you- or at least all that you’ll allow him to have. he can tell you've been attempting to refrain parts of yourself now that you've agreed to take a step back from the intimacy the two of you explored over the summer, opting for the label of ‘friends’ to poorly glue onto your relationship (the gooey, sticky, and messiest kind of glue; runny and uncoordinated like one of the macaroni picture frames he’d made at camp as a kid). but he always seems to find new ways to guide that closeness out of you.
a few nights after your chaotic birthday party you slipped out of the loud dive bar and followed him into the parking lot (not without exchanging a knowing look from andrea; to ground you and ensure you'd be strong). he moved quickly but not at a pace for running, just fast enough that your heeled feet couldn't keep up well. by the time you'd slowly approached him, he was already ducked into his SUV in search of nick's jacket.
your thick heel's decent from constantly hitting the pavement to stopping grabbed his attention. he sent a look over his shoulder and looked away, only to return his gaze again once he recognized your precious face.
he'd move from the car with a smile he rarely gives out, "the fuck you doin' out here sunshine?"
you'd laugh through your nose and glance down with your arms crossed over your chest. he thought you looked extra pretty that night; like you were written down in his favorite font and brought to life as his own dream girl. you wore a sweet-wine colored sweater with your full shoulders peeking out from the size, sheer black tights underneath your small patterned shorts, and an assortment of jewelry (most attractive piece being his gifted charm bracelet). but his eyes did a small pinch and his bottom lip found home in his mouth when he'd begun to notice the neutral expression over your face. and that's when his dream would come to an end.
"hi..yeah, i needed to talk to you but it was really loud everywhere else."
he could tell something was up, "sure, hold on." his head slowly nodded while turning around to grab the jacket from the car and slam the door shut once more. he locked the doors with a small beep as he came closer to your figure, "what is it, baby?"
you'd blink and rub your lips together once before returning them to a slight pout; you were clearly not as sunny as you had been just a few minutes before, dancing and grinding with remi in the bar. like day and night.
your eyes didn't follow him, it was as if you hadn't even noticed his proximity until he had his hands cradling your head and moving your face to look at his. "y/n ... what is it babyy?" his words drew out into the space between you, a comedic tone lacing them.
your eyes kept looking all over his face, "matt, i just think ... i think we should actually be friends, like you said remember? on the phone."
his dream girl. his dream girl who just sent him back to square fucking one when he stupidly assumed she'd come outside to crush on him and give him a secret kiss or two. his dream girl just threw his own words back at him which makes it worse, somehow.
matt's brain and words counteract so often that he shouldn't be surprised anymore, "hey ... are we not being friends right now?" you'd roll your eyes. "what??"
"matt."
he played with a strand of your hair that fell perfectly out of place and into your face, "is it because we kiss? you know i kiss all friends, yours and mine," he laughed before he could fully finish the sentence and you were quick to push him away and start walking the other direction. "i'm kiddingggg!" he'd walk behind you repeatedly asking you to stop, before he wrapped an arm around your waist and brought you close to him. "stop it sun'. i said m'kidding! can i just get one hug please? i'll keep it innocent as fuck."
you paused before softly uttering, "of course you can, matt." you turned yourself around in his hold to give in to his embrace, head curled into his chest as his arms slung around your waist. you couldn't quite tell whether he was asking you or informing you when he reluctantly whispered into your ear, "promise we're all good." so you remained silent.
he respects that you felt the need to reverse everything between you two but can't help but wish every now and then you'd call and ask him to come and fuck you in the middle of the night. he's pissed that now he's got this nagging in his chest and shift in his brain when you’re around that you don't seem to deal with at all.
you're just his friend. his friend who he's currently listening to while softly sketching jagged faces on a gum wrapper pressed against your thigh.
you've stopped overanalyzing these moments with matt, now that you've agreed you're just friends it's helped you embrace them for what they are at the time without worrying the implications of the future. you're back to having a crush on matt but you think this must be better than constantly secretly competing with erin for him; constantly hurting your own feelings.
your body is relaxed as you drape yourself over his cold, leather tattoo bed, resting your head on your bent forearm as you talk, resisting the touch-deprived-shudders that come over you with every stroke of the pencil or movement of his hand innocently over your upper thigh.
you're caught off guard by his question. "ummmm, 'never again' would be my first choice."
matt breathes a laugh, "come on, you won't let me put somethin' else on you?"
"matt, i am only just now mentally well after the first." you glance down at your thigh, naturally curious as to what he's drawing.
"lying and being dramatic, this is ridiculous." he tsks and smiles to himself.
"dude, m'not! recovery is very hell-like."
there's a small silence as he crafts his idea, "okay ... but if i let you tat me, then can i tat you again?"
your excitement is so abundant as you spring up, "shut up, you wont!" he shrugs his shoulders, "you'd let me?! like, actually?!" he nods and you try not to get too giddy over the fact that matt offered something you'd off-handedly mentioned during one of your many pillow-talk sessions (to which he'd told you he'd never let anyone besides chris or himself tattoo him); meaning he too remembers times of borderline romance between you two, and you are not alone in those memories you keep in your mind.
matt laughs at you and swipes the gum wrapper from your skin, crumbling it and tossing it into a small bin. "yeah, i'll let you, s’gotta be small as fuck though."
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your hands shake without command as you touch at the small section of unmarked skin on matt's forearm. he's guided you up until now, preparing you with the very basic and rushed skills that you'll need to ink the tiny heart he'd requested.
"breathe," he reminds you, making you both laugh when you let out a deep breath you hadn't realized you were holding in.
"are you sure you want me to do this? it's a big responsibility ... i don't think i can handle it." you look at him and he's already looking at you with a smirk.
"y/n, just put the fucking gun to my skin, it'll be fine." he encourages as his opposite hand drags across his jaw to scratch at his scruffy facial hair.
you bite at your lip and shake your head before steadying yourself. you get close to direct contact but feel the pressure of matt watching, causing you to pull away, "we should just get chris to come do it."
matt groans and lets his head fall back dramatically. "hell no. i don't want it if you don't do it, c'mon sunny." he pulls himself back up to face you, "you know i trust you, right?" his eyes hold onto yours.
a loaded fucking question. you allow a breathy, "yes," to pull from your mouth.
his voice is quiet and he won't let his eyes leave yours, "'kay ... good," he's a bit louder again, "let's see it." he lies back down on the leather bed.
when you finally gain the courage, you gently hold and press into his skin. he almost immediately yells in pain, scaring you and making your entire body jump back. your frantic eyes look at him, "fuck! oh my god, i'm so sorry, honey. are you okay?" he's holding back a laugh with his eyes crinkled and cheeks full of air, "matt, seriously?! i'm gonna fucking kill you!" you scold him as he childishly laughs at your expense, taking hold of your shaking hand and rubbing it a few times to gain your trust again.
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it's frustrating that you've only become more hot to matt now that your relationship has fallen platonic, probably due to the appeal of wanting someone he just can't seem to have.
so, he's embarrassingly attracted to your request for the words "lucky you" written in silky cursive under the space where your bra clips softly against your back. he's reluctantly found a spark of jealousy in the idea of other guys that will indeed be lucky enough to see the hidden ink as he begins to wipe the area with an alcohol pad.
it took a lot of convincing to get you to this point, you were adamant that it would hurt far too much and you couldn't take it. but matt's good enough with his words (or maybe you just like to believe whatever he's got to say) so you gave in eventually.
he interrupts you to check in once he's got the outline printed in the area, "am i good to start?"
you're honest, "no, but yeah."
"hey, i got you, bab- ..." he lets his voice cut off and clears his throat. "i got you, y/n. you'll be fine."
"thank you." you let out and pinch your eyes closed once the hypnotic buzz of the tattoo gun begins.
just like the first time, you find comfort in talking as matt works on you, your voice straining the few times he marks over rough bone or muscle.
matt tries to keep your spirits up, by staying engaged in your conversation and adding a few jokes to hear your (pained) laugh; like when he responded to you reminiscing over your first time meeting under similar circumstances with, "i'm a little nostalgic too, it's been a minute since i've had you topless for me."
your voice is muffled from your face being squished against the bed, "matt, i'll kick you. i'm in too much pain for you to poke fun at me right now, funny guy."
your brain holds onto this for longer than he'd think. how dare he bring up your sexual past while his large hands hold you down to this bed and your bare back is left on display?! as if you weren't suffering enough!
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"i am ob-fucking-sessed!" you look behind you into the mirror displaying your back's delicate artwork.
"you like it?"
"i knew i would. you did amazing. i can't wait for it to heal." you're in stood in awe of your reflection, but can detect matt's unwavering eyes on you which makes your body heat.
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the dingiest smell of old cigarettes and hot liquor painted fumes in the air surrounding matt, with his frame slouched against the bar.
"matt the fucking man! what's good, you're mighty quiet tonight, huh?!" eli claps a hand against matt's shoulder, forcing a bit of matt's full cocktail glass to spill over and coat his hand and the grimy floor.
matt ignores the wetness and flashes him a smile, "'m fine, you know i'm not one to go out of my way to speak to just anyone."
"yeah, but you're like," eli squints his eyes and holds a finger at him, "like, all, you know- almost like you're sad. the fuck do you have to be sad about?!" he holds his hands up as if to say, we have this entire disgusting bar to hang out in, what could you possibly be upset about?!
"m' not fucking sad," matt deadpans and takes a long sip from his small glass, setting it on the bar.
"yeah..." eli laughs, "come on bridget's got us a table over here." he tilts his head away from the bar and towards a large crowd.
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the yellow hued bathroom is brightly lit as you keep hold of your tits in one arm and raise the small tube of tattoo ointment up to your face while andrea delicately applies it to your two week old tattoo for you. figaro lazily curls up in the sink beneath you, purring in long, sleepy drawls.
"okay, but what a wild story to tell- my ex situationship gave me both of my hottest-placed tattoos. how do you manage to hang out with him, let alone take your top off and not even make out with him afterwards?"
you practically slam them bottle down on the counter due to your whole enthusiasm, scaring figaro as he leaps and hits his head on the sink's silver spout before rushing out of the room, "aw, i'm sorry kitty!" you attempt to console with your words, "but trust me when i tell you this- it took so much out of me, drea, when i tell you he's, like, the cutest when he's all focused on his work and giving me all of his attention." you gawk at the memory.
"i know, babe. but it's best that it's done with. that back and forth and constant comparison to erin was getting excessive and he only plays into it. it's fucked up!" andrea was the one to come to you the morning after your birthday party and advise you to essentially give him an ultimatum or end "whatever you were" for the better. it hurt to hear and at first you asked her to leave the situation alone as this was exactly why you never wanted to tell her.
it only took matt and erin flirting in front of you again a few nights later for you consider her opinion and decide to put a stop to the fling you and matt had.
"you're right, he fumbled badly. we both know this ..." you pause with a small pout forming, "but at the same time, what if i'm the one fumbling?!" you exclaim and andrea immediately laughs.
she places her head on your shoulder and squeezes your arms softly, "never that! honey, that man will easily regret not having you for the rest of his life."
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matt has unnamed people crowding him on both sides, some practically on top of him, while packed into this small curved booth. he'd normally be beyond irritated by this but without the proximity he'd probably be more annoyed having to call out "what?" every time eli attempts to say anything over the blaring music.
"alright, tell me what you been up to matt! haven’t seen you in a bit'," eli pries while pouring shots of the room-temperature tequila for the two of them.
matt shrugs. lately his brain has remained with you and how to either return things to how they used to be or completely move on from you. "same shit. working, sleeping." matt rubs a hand over his face, "got this girl i was fucking around with for a bit but i'm a little too into her."
"ohhh shit! my boy's usin' past tense and sayin' he's "too into her"?" he sends the shot over to matt with a smooth slide across the dark wood. eli whistles and tuts, "sounds like you gotta get over this broad."
matt looks to the ceiling with his eyes closed and lips rolled into his mouth, before exhaling with a dramatic flutter of his lips and shake of his head. "sounds like it," he agrees and readjusts his hat towards the back before lifting the small shot glass into the air, connecting it with eli's.
the two immediately throw the shots down their throats with large grins. and before matt can place his glass back on the table there's a slice of sour lime placed into his mouth by a girl next to him as a second scoots closer and kisses his opposite cheek with her sticky lip gloss.
matt pulls the lime from his mouth after sucking hard, "yeah, think i'll take a few more of those," he laughs and spins his finger in the air indicating another round be poured.
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you gently tuck a soft blanket around andrea's sleeping figure on the large couch before you head to your room for the night.
your room is a haven. decorated with stylish hints of posh pink and zangy orange hues that remind you of your childhood home's dining room. when you're lonely you find comfort in the small trinkets you've collected over the years, sat on a dresser next to a ceramic bowl with an assortment of rings, bracelets, and loose earrings. there are pieces of artwork on your walls, a few gifted from your old college roommate (who had more painted canvases than she knew what to do with) and a few you've picked up from vintage shops. you keep a few framed pictures of your family and girlfriends on your bedside table (keeping them close and connected to you in your most vulnerable state).
you let out a surprisingly loud (and long) yawn as you move to light a few small candles around your room. eventually opening the small drawer to your bedside table and grabbing one of the few joints (lucas had rolled using juicy watermelon wrapping papers per your request) from a small plastic bag. you grin to yourself as you place it in your mouth and bring a soft green lighter to ignite the end and bring life to the small stick.
once you fill your lungs you gracefully fall onto your plush bed, spreading your arms out wide before taking hold of the joint to blow a stream of swirly smoke up into the air above you. you give a dazed, dopey smile to your ceiling before tastefully drawing in another hit of the funky plant.
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post smoking a full joint and writing a tangent-heavy journal entry, you're left wondering about the moody twenty-something tattoo artist who seems to linger in every crevice of your home. it definitely doesn't help that weed tends to make you pathetically horny, practically sealing your fate.
you lay yourself on your stomach and play with a loose string coming from a throw blanket as your phone dials and buzzes against your cheek.
"y/n?" his voice pitches up an octave which makes you giggle.
"matt?" you mock him, "hi, what are you doing?"
"i'm, uh," you start to notice the loud and bouncy background.
you pinch your eyebrows together, "oh fuck, i didn't realize you were out. i'm sorry. i just was missing you, i guess."
you can hear him groan dramatically, "missing me is crazy...?! do you actually? you're not jus' sayin' that, right?"
"you know i'm not a liar, matthew."
his words are slightly slurred and dripping in intoxication, "i don't know, do i? you're a sneaky girl sometimes."
"not as sneaky as you," you purse your lips.
"mmmm yeah, prolly. where are you?" he distractedly changes the subject.
you cradle your chin in your palm with a sigh, "home. i should be asleep i have work in the morning. but i'm high and i just ..." you stare off into space, "oou, i ... probably shouldn't have called you."
"what?"
your body freezes, "shit, oh god. just like pretend i never did this okay? please."
"huh? sunny what the fuck are you talkin' about?!" he's laughing but your influenced brain convinces yourself he must be laughing at you. matt must've known you were a few sentences away from going back on your word and stupidly inviting him back into your bedroom. he probably thought you were pulling a sick joke. you hang up before grabbing one of your pillows and erupting into uncontrollable sobs. you only sob more when you feel the embarrassment of crying for essentially no real reason.
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matt moves the phone away from his ear with confusion drawn across his face at the abrupt ending of that phone call, slowly blinking at the bright screen before he's once again receiving soft kisses against his throat and across his jaw.
she leans in so that he hears her as she jokingly mocks his loved up phone call, "who's 'sunny'?"
matt's mouth splits in a wide drunken smile as he laughs it off, his hair slightly damp at this point from sweat and body heat, "s'no one, don't worry about it." he takes hold of the girl's face and brings his mouth to hers.
could you write a matt one shot based off the song casual and could you also add smut to it please
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Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: What even is casual? In Y/N’s book it’s all or nothing. Fighting to be more than friends with benefits with Matt, things take a turn….will she be more than just his friend?
Warnings⚠️: SMUTTTTTT, Titty Fuckinggg, Matt being a munch fr fr, uhh lowkey toxic Matt?? This is also paired with a request for titty fucking💃🏽🫶🏽
Song for imagine: Casual- Chappell Roan
⚠️This is an 18+ imagine, so minors do not interact, or do??⚠️
Sideline
Noun
An activity done in addition to one’s main job, especially to earn extra income
I constantly found myself stuck in the weird gray area with Matt. He was the sweetest most caring guy I’ve ever been with, but then he’d turn around and act like I was one of the guys.
I felt confused constantly, but mainly annoyed. I’d go on trips with his family and friends, but it was never this is my girlfriend it was always this is my friend. It got cringe at some points. Like nails to a chalkboard to hear that come out his mouth.
He’d say it’s casual babe, or we’re just seeing each other. But god forbid I wanted to see other people. That started an argument that lasted hours. Then he’d ghost me for days and then he’d show up at my door and be the most perfect guy ever.
You can’t be the textbook definition of a perfect boyfriend and then claim we’re everything but a real relationship. It was getting exhausting. Doing this for over a year now, but I couldn’t help myself. A man as fine as Matt will keep you attached to him no matter what.
His eyes, his lips, his scent, his warmth, his embrace. I hated that he had such a hold on me, but I’d never give it up.
Except for today, I had enough of this and honestly if he wouldn’t ask me to be his girlfriend then I was going to leave.
“Do you like me?” I suddenly asked Matt as I shut my phone screen off
“Of course I like you” Matt chuckles as he looks at me over his phone
“But you won’t be with me?” I asked him furrowing my brows
“I am with you though” he said chewing his bottom lip
“No… I don’t think so actually” I replied to him
“What do you mean?” He asks
“We’ve been at this bullshit for almost two years now and you won’t call me your girlfriend” I said to him, anger slowly bubbling in me
“I don’t like labels. If we vibe then we vibe” He replied
“Yeah well I’ve been vibing for too long and I’m getting over it actually” I said fixing the bottom of my shirt
“You think I’m seeing other girls? Because you can check my phone. Look through everything. You’re the only girl I’m with” he said shutting his phone off now
“I never said that, but I’m starting to think you’re going to have to. I’m not going to waste my life with some guy who says we’re casual but then we’re exclusively seeing each other. Yet you won’t call me your girlfriend nor introduce me that way” I replied rolling my eyes
“So you want to see other guys?” He asks clenching his jaw
“No not really, but if someone’s out there who’s willing to actually be my boyfriend and be more than this friends with benefits bullshit….then yeah my friend, I will” I said beginning to stand up
“I just don’t get it I feel like I shouldn’t have to say you’re my girlfriend, you should just know it” he says rubbing his eyes
“Sorry sweetie, but I’m old fashioned. What do you think one day you’re going to just hand me a ring and I’ll just have to assume youre my husband now?” I replied theatrically
“I just think you like to argue” he says laughing
“It’s fine, since we’re casual then I’ll just go find someone who will actually value me and want to be my man” I said grabbing my purse off the coffee table and turning to leave
“You don’t get the last word” Matt suddenly says sharply as he grabbed my arm
“Oh.. was I supposed to just assume that too?” I asked mockingly
“You have such a smart mouth” he said scowling at me
“Nothing I haven’t heard, now can you let me go FRIEND. I have a real man to find” I said tugging from him
“Woah” he said as his eyes lit up and his grasp became even more firm
“Matt I’m serious, stop it” I replied rolling my eyes
His jaw clenched as his eyes went dead, he ran his tongue over his teeth as he looked me up and down. His eyes squinted quickly.
“Your tits look amazing in this shirt” he said smirking
A small gasp left my mouth as a cold chill ran down my spine.
Running his hand down my neck as his fingers played with my necklace. Slowly his fingers ghosted over my exposed cleavage.
I was so grateful I put on my skin tight v neck this morning.
Backtracking us, the back of my knees hit the edge of the couch. Sinking down, my gaze stood on his as he now towered over me.
“All this talk of a real man, if I weren’t a real man I wouldn’t be able to handle you and your attitude. Nor would I have you speechless and breathless beneath me… so please for the sake of my sanity…think before you speak next time” He replied in a cold whisper as his fingers ran along my jawline
All I could do was blink slowly. I mean I wasn't used to this Matt at all. Of course we had sex before, but this side of him was something new. Something mean and dark…and I fucking loved it.
“I think for all the trouble you have put me through this evening I deserve a gift” he said now leaning over as his lips ghosted over mine
“What do you think?” He asked me
“Whatever you want” I replied leaning into his kiss, but he pulled away before our lips connected
Whimpering, I looked up at him once again.
“Your tits have had me mesmerized this whole day…. I think I deserve to fuck them” he said sliding his leather jacket off
Gasping once again, I felt a pool between my legs. This idea was so filthy and I loved it.
Nodding feverishly, Matt smiled at me before nodding himself.
“That’s my girl” he said
Sinking down to his knees in front of me, Matt pulled off his shirt in an instant. His pale skin twinkled in the warm light of his living room.
His hands ran up my thighs and slowly up the sides of my torso. Goosebumps rose as I slightly shivered. His fingers hooked in the bottom of my shirt before sliding it off.
His eyes lit up at the hot pink bra infront of him.
Suddenly Matt leaned in and crashed our lips together, our tongues instantly becoming tangled together. Slowly he pulled away and began to kiss my jawline and down my neck.
Moaning quietly my fingers ran through his hair, slightly tugging at the roots.
Soon his lips moved to my collar bone and then to my exposed cleavage.
Pulling away Matt’s lips were red and his hair was ruffled. Almost enough to make me cum instantly.
His hands slid behind me as they unclipped my bra. My breasts falling out. He licked his lips before attaching his lips to mine again. His hands gropping my breast. Moaning into the kiss my hips bucked up wanting, no! Craving more.
His lips went down to my right breast and he began to twirl his tongue around as he massaged the other one. Soon changing and doing to the other one the exact same thing.
He came back to the valley of my breast and began to leave sloppy kisses all the way down to the hemline of my leggings.
Kicking my sandals off, he slid my pants and panties down in one go. Looking up at me in a drunken haze.
Rubbing his hands up my thighs, he crouched down a little more; and hiked my legs open which caused me to lean back. Propped up on my elbows my hands ran into his hair.
Matt lowered his head and began to kiss my clit, a gasp leaving my lips. He then ran a flat tongue along my clit.
“Oh my god Matt” I moaned out as my toes curled
He began to suck and slurp at my cunt as I gripped onto his hair harder. Dipping his tongue in and out of me. Licking up my cunt and attaching his lips to my clit.
Sucking and swerving his tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves. All that could be heard were my moans and gasps and the slurps of Matt going to town.
Slowly he sunk his middle finger into me, curling upwards as he sucked on my clit.
“FUCK” I yelled out as my hips bucked upwards
Humming against me he continued his assault on my clit.
“Matt please please please please, don’t stop” I moaned out as my eyes drilled shut and I pushed his head further into me
Pumping and sucking even harder had me seeing birds flying around. I felt myself on the verge of cumming and cumming hard!
“Oh my god..oh my god. Fuck I’m gonna cum” I moaned out as my thighs began to quiver
Moaning into me he continued at the same pace.
In spite of all our arguments one thing I will say is, Matt listened to instructions very well.
“Shit shit shit” I began to squeezed my eyes even harder as my hips buckled upwards
“IM GONNA CUMMMM” I began to moan loudly
Suddenly my upper body began to shake as my thighs quivered. Shallow breaths escaping me
“MATT MATT OH MY GOD” I moaned out as I came so hard
coming down from my high, I opened my eyes as I tried to catch my breath.
Matt backed away from me and leaned over me, kissing me as I tried to catch my breath
“You’re so good to me” I replied looking up at him
A sly smile creeped on his face as he winked at me.
Matt’s lips went down to the valley of my breasts, where he laid a flat tongue out. And licked in between the valley of my breasts
Standing up he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Letting them fall to his ankles. He slid his boxers down too.
His hard and leaking cock sprung out. Licking my lips I reached out to touch him
“No no, I’m going to use you today” he said pushing my hands away
Nodding shyly I watched as Matt used his own spit to lubricate his hand. Slowly bringing it down to his dick and coating it in his saliva.
Hissing and bucking his hips up, his jaw clenched as he rocked his hips into his fist.
“Spit” he said looking at me
Listening to him I opened my mouth and spat on his dick like he asked.
Moaning in a low tone which put me in a drunken haze.
Matt grabbed my hands and brought them up to my breasts.
“Hold them” he replied to me
I obliged and held my breasts together. Slowly Matt slid his dick in between them.
Moaning instantly as he began to fuck my tits.
“Fuck, you’re such a good girl” he said as he clenched his jaw and hissed
Moaning at his praise. I looked into his eyes as his hips snapped up against me
“Fuck I love you, I hope you know that. I want no one but you. You are mine. My girlfriend, my wife, fuck…whatever you want” He replied as he bucked his hips up harder
“Okay” I replied in a moan
His hands still holding my hands as he fucked my chest.
“Shit” he whimpered as I saw his thighs shake
“Do you see what you do to me? I can’t even last longer than five minutes” he replied in a whimper
“Oh my god” he whimpered quietly
“Gonna cum baby” I asked as I looked at him
“Fuck, yes” he replied as he began to groan
Quickening his pace, he held my hands tighter as I felt his cock slide in between my breasts.
“I’m gonna cum” he moaned out at his brows furrowed
Releasing my hands he pulled away, jerking himself off quickly
“Fuck fuck fuck” he moaned out
Hitting his orgasm, painting my tits in his thick white ropes of cum.
“Oh my god” he moaned out breathlessly
Riding out his high, before sinking next to me.
“Fuck Y/N, I love you” he replied leaning over and kissing my lips
“I love you too” I replied kissing back
Reaching over Matt picked up his phone
“Can I show you something” he said breathlessly
“Yes” I replied giggling
Coming closer he showed me a photograph album in his camera roll labeled ‘My Girlfriend’
“And I’m going to add another picture to it right now” he said giggling
“Matt no..” I replied laughing
“Stop it’s hot” he said sniffling
Turning his phone horizontally so my face wasn’t in the photo. He grabbed my right boob with his left hand and took a flash photo.
“One for the books” he said closing his camera roll
“You’re so weird” I replied
“Let’s get you cleaned up” he said as we both stood up and walked to his bathroom
“How long have you had that photo album?” I asked him as he turned the bath water on
“About two months into us seeing each other” he replied looking over his shoulder
“So why wouldn’t you ask me to be your girlfriend” I said sinking in to the hot tub before Matt
“Because I’m scared of labels and of ruining things. So it’s like if there’s nothing there to begin with, then how can I ruin it “ he stated as he sank into the hot water too
“You are such an interesting person” I said smiling at him
“I know, and I’m working on it” he replied shaking his head
“I love you” I said leaning over and kissing him
“I love you too” he said leaning in to the kiss
The End
Boy what the helllllllll. I’ve been gone for mad long and I’m sorry, pookies. So enjoy this treat. I love y’all dearly and I thank you for the support till this day. It’s almost been a year since I’ve started writing. Which is insane to me🥺🖤🖤 and we’re almost at 2,700 followers. You guys are fucking amazing. Love you sooo much
𐙚 blurb of matt cradling you against his chest while he makes you feel really good…
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“Shhhhh, shhhhh, that’s it….good girl,” Matt coos. His voice is tender, mimicking the gentle but unwavering motions of his fingers as he hugs you against his chest.
The bullet in his hand is vibrating addictively against your clit. No matter how much your body writhes, he’s sure to keep his arm sling around your waist, pulling you onto his chest firmly. “Oh—-!” you cry.
“Yeah?” Matt’s circles the small toy around your clit, smiling softly as he watched your body start to tense. “—feels so good, hm princess?” he husks, his breath fanning against the back of your ear as he tries to catch a better view of you dripping pussy.
Seeing your body starting to mimic the vibrations with each of your thighs shaky and quivering, he hugs you even closer. “Mmmm, aren’t you glad I thought of this, baby? Fuck…so sensitive, huh?” he rasps.
Matt lets out a groan feeling your nails claw into his skin. The pain only urges him to focus more intently on your figure, his eyes trained on how intensely your legs are shaking as you scream out.
“That’s it, princess. Thaaaat’s it, fuck,” he soothes rubbing his hands softly along your skin as you fall down from the high.
As your body depletes and completely relaxes onto him, he’s worshipping how perfect you look. Your thighs are still trembling as he turns off the toy, throwing it onto the nightstand. Massaging onto your skin, he can’t help but smile proudly at both himself and you.
“Thank you, sweetheart. You looked so pretty like that, so fuckin’ pretty,” he whispers. Cradling you into a hug, he’s giddy thinking of all the other sex toys he’s eyed with your pleasure in mind. He can’t help but fantasize how to make you feel better than perfect. You deserved it.
You deserved everything in his eyes. You deserved to feel everything in his eyes.
aftercare with matt where reader is just exhausted and a bit in pain so he takes her to shower and then massages and cuddles her till she falls asleep
In Your Arms
Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: Matt takes care of Y/N after she’s sore and tired. He treats her like the queen she is🥹
Warnings⚠️: Nothing really, I might have gone off script a bit?? But nonetheless I hope you enjoy it🤭🖤!
Song for imagine: Juna- Clairo
“To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides”
Sinking next to me Matt and I both tried to catch our breath. Our sticky hair clinging to our foreheads as our chests heaved.
Matt leaned on his side, head on his hand as his arm was propped up. Wiping his forehead as he looked at me.
Leaning on my side I looked up at him. In complete adoration. He was so beautiful and kind and gentle….well except tonight…tonight he put in the work and boy was I already sore.
His right hand came up to my cheek, slowly caressing me as he began to run his fingers through my hair. Both giggling as we both blushed.
Matt and I tend to get shy after we have sex. We just love each other so much that we act like foolish teens in love who are about to get caught by their parents. Oftentimes after sex we sat for a few minutes staring at each other and blushing, giggling and having small conversations.
It was our norm just like right now. My left hand went up to his gold chain that hung around his neck. Tracing my fingers over it and slowly tracing my finger down.
Smiling shyly he caressed my chin before leaning down and planting a kiss to my lips. Slowly and sensually.
Pulling away, he analyzed my face again which caused me to blush once more
“I always thought you were the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen” he stated in a whisper
Bringing his hand down to grab my hand, and bringing it up to his mouth to kiss my knuckles.
“Really?” I asked in a whisper
“Yes, before I ever talked to you I always told Chris how gorgeous you were and how badly I wanted to interact with you. And how amazing of a person you are of a person to everyone around you ” he whispered back to me
“I always thought you were a handsome man with a beautiful soul and a warm heart” I whispered back to him, which caused him to blush
“I love you” He stated
“And I love you more” I replied back
“Are you okay?” He asked looking down at me
“Yes, I’m already really sore though and I need to shower” I replied giggling
“I’ll take care of that my love” he stated before getting out his bed and prepping his tub (ik he has a shower but shhh it’s for the plot)
Moments later he retrieved me and we both sat in his hot vanilla and cinnamon scented bubble bath. The bubbles tickled my chin as I adjusted myself for him to sit with me.
Once behind me Matt began to shampoo my hair for me. Massaging down to my neck and shoulders as I subconsciously rolled my neck to the feeling.
Rinsing my hair shortly after Matt began to help scrub my body for me. This interaction becomes even more romantic. My heart fluttered at the actions.
I soon began to wash Matt, scrubbing his back and his arms as I massaged his neck and shoulders too. We couldn’t let the hot water go to waste, so shortly after I leaned against the tub as the warm water engulfed us.
Matt’s back against me as the back of his head leaned in between the valley of my breasts. His head rose with each breath I took. My nails raked against his arms as we sat in silence.
“You take such good care of me” I stated, a small hum came from his as his eyes opened
“As you do me. There isn’t one thing in this world I wouldn’t do for you” he replied looking up and back at me
“I love you very much” I said smiling down at him
“I love you more” he replied back with a kiss to my chest
“Feeling less sore?” He asked me a little while later
“Yes, did you put epsom salt in the water?” I asked him as we began to stand up and drain the tub
“I sure did, I know how my baby takes her baths” he stated as he covered me in a towel and then himself
“I literally don’t know what I’d do without you” I replied kissing his shoulder
“I just pay attention to what you do and I learn” he replied kissing my cheek
After drying ourselves off and doing our skincare and having one long makeout session in his bathroom we finally settled back into his bed.
Well after he ripped off his black silk sheets and replaced them with his brown ones. Throwing the comforter over his bed Matt came back in from putting the sheets to wash.
“We totally just ratted on ourselves” I replied as Matt handed me a cup of water
“Oh my god, you’re right” he replied shocked and a bit embarrassed
“Well just say you split your dinner on my bed” Matt replied shrugging his shoulders
“Good thinking” I said as I slid into his bed
Matt turned his tv on and shut his lights off.
Sliding into the bed next to me, he lifted the covers over his shoulders and put Disney plus on. We both settled on a Spider-Man animated series to end the night.
Matt ran his fingers up my back as I laid face down watching the tv with a turned head. Well more like listening to it because his fingers were sending shivers up my spine and I was about to fall asleep.
Matt pulled me into his chest as we watched the show. His hand ran up and down my arm as I slowly dozed off. At some point I turned to face him and snuggled in closer.
Shutting my eyes we eventually both dozed off with a warm light of the tv illuminating his room.
The End…..
This was def tweaked a bit compared to the ask but hey better something than nothing 😀. Love yall dearly and I’m already past 2500 followers??? Like this is nuts I LOVE YOU ALL THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING ME!🥹🖤🖤
Contains- deep convo , smutt , riding, spanking , chocking, face fucking , face riding, dommatt, rough sex, daddy kink, pet names like- slut, whore , cum slut , baby etc. video taping.
Matt x fem reader
Matt just woke me up at 4 am saying he couldn't sleep and wanted to go for a drive . I agreed because I know he wouldn't call me if he didn't need me , i'm guessing he's having a rough night .
Matt just pulled up as I jog down my stairs in my slippers and oversized sweatshirt not caring how I look since my hairs going to get fucked up from the wind .
I get into the car giving him a quick hug before we're off .
" So what's up ?" I ask looking over at him . He glances at me before sighing heavily and shaking his head.
“It’s Lia … I caught her cheating on me” he says In a pissed off tone .
“Oh my god Matt … I’m sorry you had to see that “ I say rubbing his arm slowly . “Nah it’s fine I mean I’m just pissed off honestly I’m not gonna cry about it … I just hate that I wasted so much time on her” he says they let’s out a short spiteful laugh.
“ no I get it … honestly I kinda hated her anyways so her loss” I say smiling and looking out of the window. Lia was an absolute bitch , nope actually she was a raging CUNT. She was always talking shit about me or saying snide comments to me when Matt wasn’t paying attention. I never told him about the shit she would say or do since I thought he seemed really happy with her and didn’t want to ruin that.
“Oh trust me I know … I’m sorry I let her treat you like she did “ he says giving me a sympathetic look, I give him a confused one “ wait you knew about how she acted towards me ?” I ask kind of hurt that he let it happen but I kinda understand why he did … I guess. “ we’ll I’d catch her whispering things to you when she thought h wasn’t paying attention and from your body’s reaction I could tell she wasn’t saying anything nice … and she tried to get me to stop talking to you manyyy times so it was obvious she had something against you “ he explains and I nod slowly. “ yeah she definitely did not like me I can tell you that for sure … I will say i feel bad she cheered in you but I’m glad she gone now” I say and a smiles letting out a small chuckle. “ yeah me too “ he smiles then hands me his phone . “ play some music we’re gonna drive to the beach “ he says before taking the turn onto the road that leads us to the cape house.
I queue up some songs I know he likes and a couple wild cards I’m not sure he’ll like or not .
Wild card songs
As we were driving in comfortable silence listening to music we would occasionally talk about parts of the songs we liked the most . I was happy to hear he liked all the wild card songs especially the one in playing right now as we slowly pull into the parking lot at the beach access. “This one is good add it to my liked “ he says as he turns off the car .
We get out and head into the house going up to his room where we always keep a couple things just incase we forget something when we come down here. I grab a bikini from one of the drawers and go to the bathroom to change . I come back as Matt is tying the strings of his trunks . “Ready ?” He asks as he grabs his shirt and throws in on . “Yep” I chirp back and throw my big sweatshirt back on. I caught him looking me up and down but I just smirked and started walking to the door.
We made our way to the beach walking closely together . The silence was comfortable. The moon was still shining and the starts were bright lighting the dark roads. We make it to the beach and I immediately rub down to the water jumping into it laughing as I watch him run in after me . He runs into the water splashing me in the process. I swim closer to him wrapping my arms around his back and rest my head on his shoulder . “ I’m glad you called me this is nice” I whisper as I take in the scenery. The beach had a thick foggy mist casting over it and the water is glistening from the moon. It’s eery but beautiful at the same time. “In just glad I always have you when I need you” he says back making me smile . He turns to face me hoisting me up and making me wrap my legs around his hips as he hugs me close. It’s very always felt so comfortable in his arms , he makes me feel safe and calm almost like the world stops when we’re together . He buries his head in my chest and I play with his hair as he groans into my tits making me giggle. “Sorry that just feels so good” he says as he holds me even closer. “Yeah?” I say back in a tone that sounds slightly seductive. “Mhmm” he groans into my chest and I smile as I continue playing with his hair as the water ripples around us. It feels like a sweet innocence moment until Matt uses his nose to push my too off of one of my tits and starts sucking in my nipple making me gasp “Matt” I gasp in chock but he just keep his eyes closed as he sucks harder making my hips buck and a whimper to escape my lips. He looks so needy and innocent right now, it’s kind of adorable. “M-Matt are you sure this is a good I-idea” I stutter out as he moves to the next one giving my other nipple attention as I grind into him making him groan. He comes off with a pop and looks into my eyes with a hungry look “ we’re gonna go back to the house and I’m going to fuck you into oblivion” he stated and I look at him shocked but also turned on by his words “o-okay” I squeak out as I bite my lip. “Yeah you’d like that wouldn’t you … having your best friend dick so deep inside you … making you cum over and over until your crying and begging for me to stop” he whispers into my ear as he slowly slides me back down into the water. I moan at his words and as my feet hug the sand again I’m immediately making my way out of the water . I hear him chuckles behind me as he watches me practically rush out of the water . “ eager aren’t we” he jokes and I feel slightly humiliated with how eager I really am to get back to the house . “ yeah now let’s get back to that fucking house “ I say back as I slightly jog back to the road . He jogs behind me catching up and I hear a groan come from him . I look back to see him watching my ass giggle and I smile . “Damn” he whispers as he bites his lip and slaps my as making me squeak . “ can’t wait to watch that clap back into me” he whispers In my ear and I can’t help the whimper that escapes my lips making him smirk in satisfaction at the way I react to his words.
The second we get back to the house I’m running up the stairs to the shower throwing off my bikini and turning in the hot water waiting for it to warm . Matt walks in behind me looking me up and down taking in my naked body . I get slightly nervous as my hands move to cover in my pussy and tits but he grabs my wrists shoving them back down to my sides “ don’t hide from me “ he growls and I nod looking down still feeling nervous. I’ve thought about Matt in sexual ways before more times than I’d like to admit but he had a gf and I never felt it was right to act in my feelings giving he’s also been my best friend for so many years. He pulls his bottoms off and my mouth literally drops when I see his size . He thick and lengthy as had many veins running from tip to base, I want to lick them so bad. I step into the shower and he follows at I step into the water rinsing off all the sand and ocean water from my body the best I can without and soap. I move out of the water so he can do the same . I watch as his body tightens with specific movements but I eyes ultimately land on his large pulsing dick .
I drop to my knees and he looks down smirking “you wanna suck it?” He asks in a sweet tone and I nod. “ go on” he says and I do ,as I hold the shaft with my hand unable to fully wrap my hand around it and give the head a couple licks making him groan. I look up at him smiling innocently before I take the head into my mouth and suck he’s so thick I can barely fit my mouth around him . I focus on the head not by choice but because i literally can’t go any farther . “ take more I know you can” he says as he grabs my hair . I shake my head as I try but come off with a cough “ I c-can’t your too big” I whine and he smirks as he tightens the grip on my hair making me hiss “open that slutty little mouth f’me” he demands and I do as he slides back into my mouth forcing me down as he fucks my face. I’m gagging and coughing as his dick reaches the back of my throat, tears are falling down my face mixed with water that is cascading down from the shower head. “Fuck atta girl swallowing my cock just like that” he groans making me moan as wetness pools between my legs. He continues thrusting full force into my mouth , gagging and coughing I smack his thigh to let him know I need a second to breathe but he doesn’t seem to care. “So close baby fuck keep fucking gagging” he groans as his hips stutter and his dick twitches. A couple more thrusts and his cum was filling my throat. He pulls out with a pop and I swallow and cough as I try to catch my breath. Matt stands over me with that's smirk that drives me wild . I look up at him and smile as he helps me back up onto my feet and turns off the water.
We get out as I bend down to garb a towel from the cabinet jolting forward when his hand comes down harshly on my ass making me squeal. "MATT" I say as I smack his chest " sorry couldn't help it" he shrugs with a smirk taking the other towel I grabbed for him. We quickly dry off , as I wrap the towel around my body Matt grabs me and throws me over his shoulder making me giggle as he b lines it to the bedroom. He leaves the door open since we're the only ones here and throws me down on the bed. " I want you to ride my face" he says in a deep tone making me shiver. I've never done that before because it scares me to be honest , I can feel my face getting hot as he looks at me waiting for me to answer. " matt ... no " I say as I scoot away and he narrows his eyes. " Well I wasn't asking I was telling you " he says back through gritted teeth and I whimper . " No Matt I'm too heavy for that type of shit" I say as I look away from him now feeling embarrassed . His hand comes around my neck quickly forcing me to look at him " you are not heavy y/n , your perfect now let me make you feel good " he says as he searches my eyes for a sign . " o-okay" I stutter out and he smiles as he lays down . I straddle his face barely putting my wait down and he slaps my outer thigh making me groan " Don't fucking hover sit this pretty little pussy on my face" he growls and I cant help the moan that escapes my mouth from his words. I slowly lower myself down as his tongue darts out and flicks my clit I cry out in pleasure. He grabs my thighs bringing me all the way down to his mouth as he laps and sucks my pussy . Im moaning loudly asp pleasure corses though my body , I cant help but rock my hips a little bit as the pleasure gets more intense and my legs start to tremble . I grab a hold of the bed frame as my breathing gets louder . " Fuck you taste so good " Matt groans before going back to sucking on my clit . " Oh Fuck M-MATT" I cry out as one of my hands moves down to his hair gripping tightly as he holds my thighs in a tight grip to prevent me from moving . The constant assault on my clit has me shaking and trembling . " MATT MATT oh my god I-im gonna cum" I moan as my head fall forward and I look down to see him looking up at me with dark eyes . Immediately i'm sent over the edge with a scream as I cum all over his face and he groans lapping up my juices .
He lets go of my thighs and I immediately fall next to him panting . "did so good for me " he says as he moves over me starting to place kisses down my neck to my tits taking one in his mouth as I moan . He leaves dark hickeys all over my chest and neck . Coming back up he brings me into a deep passionate kiss that practically has me putty in his hands. His hand is wrapped snuggly around my throat as the kiss gets sloppy and his dick rubs through my wet folds as he grinds into me making me whimper at the sensitivity when it rubs over my clit. " you gonna be a good girl and take all of it" he asks as he presses his tip to my entrance . I nod quickly as I buck into him just wanting him to slide in already. He slaps me across the face making me moan . " Use your words " he growls as he slaps my pussy with his hard dick making me buck my hips . " Y-yes ill take it all" I whimper still waiting for him to enter me . " Yes what" he says as I groan knowing what he wants " Yes daddy please just fuck me" I moan and he smiles widely as he slams into me giving me no time to adjust to his size. Im whimpering as pain corses through me from how much he's stretching me . " F-fuck matt mm I-it hurts" I whimper out as I try and push him away . " aww you poor thing" he whines back as he grabs my legs putting them on his shoulders making him hit even deeper inside of me . " FUCK MMM" I scream as he continuously hits my g spot . " Good fucking girl taking me so well" he groans as he chokes me . Im crying and shaking as my orgasm approaches " don't fucking cum until I tell you to is that clear" he growls and I nod , he slaps me again before I stutter out a response " y-yes sir" I moan as I try and hold it back . Its becoming painful to hold it back and I finally break when he presses down on where he's bulging inside me . My juices spray out of me before I can even apologize he's slapping me.
" I told you not to fucking cum " he growls before he pulls out and flips me over his lap , his hands comes down on my ass harshly so many times I lost count . Im crying and squirming as my ass stings and he finally lets up after one last smack . " are you going to listen from now on?" he asks in a condescending tone. " Y-yes daddy" I whine back as he pulls me up to saddle him . " Now be a good girl and ride it" he says as he slowly lowers me down onto him . I slowly move up and down as his hands grip my sore ass making me whimper . " you better speed up before I do it for you" he orders in a demanding tone and I whimper as I start bouncing at a faster pace . His dick is hitting the perfect spot that has my legs shaking and becoming tired quickly . I slow down again to try and give my legs a break which seems to piss Matt off . He takes a hold of my hair back my back arch as he starts thrusting up into me making me scream " FU-FUCK DADDY OH M-MY GOD" I scream as I feel another orgasm approaching . The squelching sounds get louder and louder " You better fucking beg to cum " he says as he can tell i'm close . " p-please daddy please can I cum " I beg in a pathetically whiny tone . " louder let the whole neighborhood know how much you want me to let you cum " he says and I cry out . "P-PLEASE DADDY PLEASE PLEASE CAN I CUM PLEASE" I scream as my vision starts to blur and pain spreads though me ass I hold back my orgasm for dear life. " Yeah go on make a mess like the little slut you are" he groans and I immediately let go as my juices spray out again completely soaking his and my thighs and stomach . " Good girl . look so hot when you squirt" he groans as he lets go of my hair and my head fall into his chest . I whine as my legs start to give out from shaking so hard. " aww are your legs tired ?" he ask which you sympathy and I nod . He pulls me off of him and slams me down onto my stomach . He gets behind me and lifts my hips slightly off the bed before slamming back into me . His big dick is hitting so deeply at this angle I feel like he's about to come out of my mouth . " f-fuck daddy its so deep " I whine as I claw the sheets trying to get away from him . " Nah uh take it like a good little whore " he groans into my ear as he bits down onto my shoulder making me scream in pleasure .
I feel another orgasm approaching embarrassingly fast as my legs tremble and my ass presses back into him . " S-so close " I whine and I hear him chuckle behind me " so soon?" he ask in a tone that makes me feel humiliated but it also makes me even more wet. " come on be a good girl and cum for me " he says as he grips my hair lifting my head off the bed . " F-FUCK DADDY" I scream as I cum again. He continues pounding into me as my entire body spasms . I'm becoming overstimulated and I don't know how much more I can take . Tears are streaming down my face and my hand flys back to his lower stomach trying to push him away , I would tell him I cant take it but I literally cant seem to get the words out. " Put your fucking hand down " he growls as he grabs my neck and pulls me up to my knees still pounding into me . " M-MATT T-- TOO -M-UCH I CANT" I scream out as I squirt out of no where taking my breathe away.
He pushes me so i'm fully arched for him . My legs are still trembling and my breathing is loud and erratic . He bend over to grab something put i'm too tired to pay that much attention . He slams back into me with out a warning making me scream . " Fuuuck your ass looks so good clapping back on me like this" he groans as he smack it making me scream from the stinging pain of the raw skin from how hard he spanked me just a bit ago. I hear the sound of a videos starting which makes me smile knowing Matt is going to have a video on his phone of this . " Such a dirty little slut taking me so well aren't you " he asks as he grips my hair and angling his phone to capture my fucked out expression . " y- YES DADDY OH MY G-GOD" I cry out as he pounds into me so roughly my entire body is jolting with every movement . "Yeah such a good girl " he praises as he drops my head back down and takes a hold of my hip pulling me back into him . I can tell he's flipped the camera by the fact I can see the flash shining . " god love this fucking ass" he groans as he slaps it a couple times making my body shake . " looks so good with my hand prints on it " he growls as he picks up the pace again and I scream out . I cant help but squirt again with a scream earning as deep groan from him. " DADDY I C-CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE " I Scream as I pull my body away from him making him slide out of me quickly .
He flips me over slapping me there times across my face making me whimper . " You're gonna take it until I fill you with my cum" he grits out and slams back into me . He angles the camera to capture the way he's bulging inside of me . He presses down and I scream . Its hurts so good but I know if he keeps his hand there's I will squirt again and I genuinely don't know if my body can handle another one. My hand comes to wrap around his wrist . ' M-MATT MATT " I scream as try to cry his hand away " Mm mm let go . I don't care how overstimulated you get , how hard you cry. you're gonna be my good little slut and take it " He growls as he pounds me so hard my eyes roll back . I squirt again and my visions goes completely out and my breathing stops for a couple seconds . " J-jesus christ" I hear matt groans as he gets a good angle of my juices flowing out of me .
" Fuck y/n im so fucking close" he groans and I whine. " Fuck please cum in me daddy please" I beg as i'm so overstimulated and fucked out I cant even open my eyes and my legs tremble non stop . " F-fuck " he groans as his thrusts get sloppy but are still rough. I feel an orgasm creating up so quickly I can barely breathe . " Fuck keep squeezing me like that" he moans . I open my eyes as much as I can and look up at him as my eyebrows furrow and my mouth is open . " God fuck you look so fucking hot all fucked out" he moans as he pounds me a couple more times before we both cum ." fuck such a good little cum slut" he groans.
He flops down onto my chest as he ends the video . Im panting and tears are falling down my face . Ive never orgasmed that many times in my life but holy fuck it felt amazing . I know i'm going to be sire Tommorrow but I couldn't care less .
"God why would she ever cheat on you . That was the best sex of my life" I pant out and he laughs. " Probably because she couldn't take it ... we barely had sex " he says back and I gasp. "Sucks for her " I say with a giggle . " and she about to find out exactly what she missing now" he says and I look at him confused . " Oh baby i'm sending her that video" he says with s devilish smile and I cant help but smile " fine by me I know she always hated me because I was friends with you so honestly I hope she cry about it" I say and he pulls himself up and slowly slides out of me making me whimper at how sore my pussy is.
He grabs his phone and send her the video making me smile. " Let's get you cleaned up" he says as he goes to the bathroom and comes out with a warm wet rag as he cleans off my thighs , stomach and pussy . He cleans himself off after and gets into bed with me .
" You know I always wandered what you'd be like in bed but ... wow " I say to him making him laugh. " what didn't expect me to be so dominant?" he asks and I shake my head " Not at all but I fucking loved it" I say back and he smiles pulling me into his chest." Good cause after that i'm gonna be fucking you way more often" he says and I smile " Oh yeah?" I ask " Mhm " he answers before hissing me sweetly.
His phone rings and he picks it up to see "Lia" pop up on the screen . " answer it and out it on speaker " I say with a big smile making him laugh .
"MATT WHAT THE FUCK " Lia shouts through the phone . " Hello to you too" matt says back making me laugh under my breathe. " I CANT FUCKING BELIEVE YOU ... YOU ALWAYS TOLD ME I DIDN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT Y/N AND NOW YOU SEND ME A VIDOE OF YOU FUCKING HER" she screams and you can tell she's crying . " Oh shut the fuck up Lia you literally cheated on me I don't know why you're mad" he says though gritted teeth and for some reason i'm turned on all over again. " okay and you still lied to me about you and her " she says in a whiny annoying tone . " well I don't really care anymore so good night Lia " Matt says calmly and I can hear her scoff . " Fuck you Matt" she says . I decide to piss her off even more " Oh don't worry I just did ... I mean you know that though" I say and end it with a laugh . Matt looks at me shocked but also like he wants to eat name alive . She literally screams before hanging up . Me and Matt bust out laughing at how ridiculous she is .
" God your so hot" he groans as he pulls me onto his lap kissing me "God I could ride you right now" I whine and he smiles " Do it " he orders and I smile before I lift myself up and slam down onto him again and again and again until were both cumming again and are officially to tired to even move.
" Be mine" matt says as we slowly drift to sleep " Ive always been yours matt" I say back before he kisses me good night and we fall asleep.
i was thinking mattxreader spending the evening watching a movie with n and c, and reader decides to bake cookies and they all enjoy them and then they go to sleep and they just cuddle till they fall asleep
Rainy Nights
Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader
Synopsis: After the evening plans were cancelled due to rain, Y/N and the triplets stay home to watch a movie instead☁️
Warnings⚠️: None, boring and short is all. My creativity is at a standstill. I missed you too^^ 😩🖤
Song for imagine: While We’re Young- Jhene Aiko
I'm telling everybody you're mine and I like it
And I really hope you don't mind
I can't fight it
I had been surfing every streaming app for a movie to watch. We had actual plans for the evening, but after we got dinner it started to pour. At that point we all looked at each other and silently agreed to just go home. A perfect excuse for home bodies like Matt and I.
“You’ve never seen Ghost?” I asked as my neck snapped over and my jaw dropped
“None of us have ever seen that shit before” Nick said laughing as he took a sip of his drink
“Ohhh yeah we’re watching it” I replied as I scrolled back up and clicked on the movie
“I don’t like romance movies” Chris whined as he locked his phone and threw it beside him
“Please for me, I swear you will love it” I exclaimed as I pouted
Rolling his eyes he gestured with his hand for me to go on.
Getting excited I cracked a toothy grin as I pressed play and shut the light off. Snuggling up next to Matt. His arm over my shoulder as Chris sat with his feet propped up on their coffee table, and Nick sitting on one foot.
Looking over at Matt, I gazed at his right side of his face. The tv creates a blue cast over his skin. He looked so beautiful honestly. His eyes seemed white with how icy they got. My God was he fine.. Shyly I smiled to myself.
He looked over at me before furrowing his brows.
“You okay?” he asks in a whisper
“Yes, just admiring you” I replied looking away shyly for a split second
Getting nervous he nods his head and turns back to the movie. I leaned over and planted a kiss on his cheek. His smile grew wider as he winked at me.
Standing up I cracked my back before turning to them
“I’m making cookies” I said
“Oh my gosh you're the best! Please do” Chris said begging as he slapped his hands together in a praying motion
Laughing I walked over to the kitchen and turned the light under the microwave on. Grabbing the cookie dough out the fridge I preheat the oven before setting the cookies up on the tray.
“His coworkers a fucking weirdo I dont know about him” Nick stated suspiciously
“Yeah like why is he acting like that?” Chris states adjusting his seating position.
“10 bucks says the guy will try and do some weird ass shit” Matt states
Smirking to myself I put the cookies in the oven and set a timer. Heading back over to the couch I sit down and lean into Matt. Our gaze locked in on the tv
It gets to the part where Patrick Swayze’s character gets shot. Their mouths dropping as they watch the next events unfold. Pissed by whats happening Nick sucks his teeth
“Thats fucking bullshit” Chris states as he scoffs
“It gets better just wait” I respond as the oven beeps
Swiftly getting up I make my way over to the stove to remove the cookies. Listening to the rain hit the glass window in the kitchen I place the cookies on a plate to cool down
Bringing the plate back over to the living room I sit back down. Eventually we each began to eat away at the cookies.
Somewhere in the middle of the movie Matt brings me in closer. Snuggling our bodies even more than before.
His arm draping over me I began to play with his fingers. Fiddling with the rings that lingered on some fingers.
Interlocking our fingers as I leaned over and kissed his cheek.
“I love you baby” I said to him
“I love you too” he said back kissing me
Holding hands the rest of the movie. His grip tightening subconsciously as the movie got juicier. Releasing the death grip every time a crazy scene died down.
The movie finished and I looked over. Matt and Chris' mouths wide open as Nick and I had tears in our eyes.
“No fucking way that ended like that….” Chris said standing up and bringing the plate to the kitchen
Turning the living room light on I stretched my neck
“Such a sad yet gratifying ending” I replied back
“I’m sick….this is so unfair” Nick said groaning as he wiped his eyes
“Exactly how I felt the first time I watched it” I said giggling
“I need to watch inside out to feel better….” He replied standing up and slouching over
“So was that a win? Did we like it?” I asked them
“Oh I loved it, it was great” They basically all responded
Smiling to myself I helped them tidy up the living room and kitchen.
“I think we should call it a night” Nick said as he looked at the clock reading 2:30am
Agreeing we all parted ways, following behind Matt as they shut all the lights out
Turning his light on he slid his shirt off and I slid my pants off. Brushing our teeth and then heading back into his room.
I laid in his bed as I followed behind turning his lights off and shutting his door.
Snuggling into me and pulling me closer.
“I love you so much” he replied sliding his hands up my thighs and up my arms into my hair to rub my scalp
Loosening into his touch I sighed.
“I love you too” I replied, turning over I planted a kiss to his lips
His fingers running from my scalp to my mid back. His tooth basically put me to sleep. And sooner than later we were both fast asleep embraced in each other's arms.
The End
This was trashhhhh, but what else can I say. My writing juices are GONE. This is sad LMAOOO. Thank you all for the support and I can’t believe I’m at 2507 followers. That’s amazing. I love you all.🥹🖤🖤🖤
⭒ the girl with the tattoo (xi) - pt 1 pt 2 p3 p4 p5 p6 p7 p8 p9 p10
matt sturniolo x fem!oc / reader
summary : a birthday, a bracelet, and brash decisions
warnings : angst(ish), fluffy, mentions of alcohol and weed, sort of proofread
mickey speaks : if you need a refresher on this series here's a little recap here; otherwise i hope you all enjoyyyyy!!!!
THIS IS PART ELEVEN, U SHOULD KNOW TO READ THE OTHERS FIRST BY NOW...
your rekindling with matt has become far from friendly very quickly.
after your fruitful trip to santa monica you were quickly back to regularly texting (and eventually touching) each other.
it's hard to forget the sight of matt, hair tussled after removing his hood and eyes distracted by your appeal as he breathlessly asked you to kiss him only a few weeks ago in the dark movie theater.
your eyes widened as you turned to face him and smirk through your mouthful of popcorn slowly, "what?" you whispered.
"want you to kiss me. please." his body language was so obviously frustrated by the distance that damn arm rest had put between you two. and frustrated by his crave for your taste ever since the pier.
your tongue began to poke into the back of your mouth to fight a kernel out of your hard molars, "matt- there's like people everywhere..." you'd lift yourself forward to glance around at the many heads facing the screen in front of you.
matt reached for your hand, bringing you back to him, "hey," he pressed a kiss to your knuckles, "they won't mind... s'not like i'm gonna start moanin' and shit."
your smile grew and before you sunk any deeper into the seat you were reaching to meet his lips for a swift chaste kiss. just as you pulled away matt was quick to take hold of your neck and whisper "the fuck was that? give me a proper kiss, c'mon sunny" against your pursed lips.
and you did; you kissed him hard because you too had been holding back a yearn for this ever since the pier. you kissed him to tell him everything he'd been making you feel. with these flirty ass friendship dates he'd been taking you on- only he'd still be quick to defend them as nothing serious or more than friends.
but how could he when he's the one interrupting your friendship time for a kiss with chemistry that could never be twisted into some platonic bullshit?
it seems you're a full, hot air balloon and he's just far too scared of the heights you'll take him. unsure of giving up his own control for the rewarding views you'd share with him.
your heads bobbed as your faces moved as one. your eyes remained pinched shut when he finally backed away and wiped the corner of your full lips softly. "mmm, thanks," he'd breathe and peek his tongue out over his lips.
"thanks," you'd mock and giggle as you push his face away from you, taking a sip of your cherry red slushy to coat his addictive taste with a sugary sweetness on your tongue.
since that moment shared in the dark, there were plenty of secret kisses and heated fuckings whenever you'd both get the time alone. there was no trivial conversation to establish what exactly you both would be reengaging as; no points made about exclusivity, no confession of adoration, no signs of steadiness.
but you think matt makes up for this with the way he's been treating you. his shell gone a little soft and his demeanor all the more trusting.
you both avoid the erin thing. except for when you innocently sneak her name into your conversations just to see how his face may change or his lips may twitch, hiding a small smirk- but your intentions are never questioned by matt. and you can't tell if that's his way of communicating that erin is no longer on his radar or him allowing you settle in your ignorance. both options would drive you crazy if you're honest.
it took some self reflecting and ranting voice memos recorded alone in your car for you to forgive erin- you knew she did nothing truly unforgivable to you, but her comment calling you a bitch was the perfect catalyst for your resentment.
you wanted to use something as petty as that to cut her off- knowing you and matt were on speaking terms again and if you'd gotten with him officially, in some convoluted and fucked up way, you would escape any violation of a girl-code principle.
except you both are too good of friends to fall out due to something so silly (and you were completely delusional to think you could handle the thought of someone being mad at you that intensely). erin had texted you almost a week after the exchange, claiming to have missed you and wanting to meet for lunch.
luckily she didn't bring matt up, you'd probably spill your water all over your shirt and blow your cover completely. instead you both apologized and held a long conversation of catch up, interrupted by bites of tacos and scoops of salsa.
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you should have known andrea was dead serious when she’d told you that she’d make you a frozen strawberry margarita (her at-home specialty) as soon as the clock struck twelve on your birthday.
you both had a ball, drinking two margaritas in the span of an hour and dancing together in the kitchen while “in da club” by 50 cent plays repeatedly.
and you’d never have expected to be interrupted with a text from matt that you read while slurping the last of your drink:
MATT - 1:37 AM
Hey come downstairs rq I’m at ur place
Y/N - 1:37 AM
mmkay…….
“drea ill be right back… left something in my car,” your voice is distracted and your eyes are still on your phone as you drift towards your front door and slide into the closest pair of sandals lying by.
“okay? do you want me to come too?! it’s dark out.” she furrows her eyebrows and speaks through chews of strawberry.
MATT - 1:38 AM
So many dots ……. lol
MATT - 1:38 AM
Can you come here quicker 😘
a smile grows when the texts form on your screen, “um no i’ll be fine, it’ll be quick.” you open the door without further conversation, rushing down the first few flights of stairs before walking slowly down the final flight to catch your breath (not wanting matt to think you were in too much of a rush to see him).
your eyes find his figure quickly with the soft warm street lighting hitting him as he perches against the wall of your complex. when he sees you his face exposes a toothy grin as he tucks his phone away.
the closer you get the more giddy you feel. “hi matt,” you greet reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck, connecting your bodies in a gentle hug. matt’s arms hold your waist and he breathes in your hair’s smell of sweet vanilla.
“mmm, hi sunny,” he pulls away first to cradle your face in his left palm, kissing your cheek then your lips. you move a hand to hold his wrist, smiling into the kiss and allowing matt to have a proper taste of the sugary margarita you were just sipping on.
you both pull away when the kiss gets too intense, matt breathes heavily as you wipe your mouth and smile up at him. “why’re you here?”
“well it’s your birthday… wanted to stop by and say hi and shit,” he licks over his teeth before returning a smile to you, he still keeps a hand on your waist running his fingers over your skin.
and his response makes your head spin. because, yes, of course matthew would think something like driving all the way to your house in the middle of the night just to “say hi” on your birthday is casual and would not fuck with a girl’s head. only he could so confidently trick himself (and you) into thinking like that.
he shrugs, looking at your mouth as he moves his thumb over your bottom lip for a second, “and i was already out, you know, your place was on my way home anyway.” there’s the cover up you were searching for. something, anything that he can pull out of his ass to remind you this is nothing romantic in the slightest.
you nod slightly as you adjust the small chain around his neck, his eyes still on you, “what were you possibly out doing this late?” you glance your eyes up to him then back to the necklace, “fucking around with whatever girl put you on to that little kissy-face emoji?”
matt laughs at your accusation, “damn, i’m a slut for using emojis now?!”
“you were a slut before the emojis,” you joke, “matt you’ve never used an emoji when texting me ever and it’s hard to believe you did that without some girl telling you it’s cute.”
matt reaches up to squish your cheeks together and gain your eye contact again, “hey you fuckin’ sunbum, you told me to start using emojis more. remember that? ‘cause they make everything funnier’” he uses air quotes when saying your words back to you.
he laughs when he sees the realization dawn on you, you push his hands away from your face. “okay, yeah that was me… and i stand by that!” you push him away to avoid laughing with him, “well, i guess i'll go back in my house now.” you dramatically sigh and back away.
“oh so you want me to give you your gift tomorrow?”
“gift? oh matt how you spoil me,” you gawk, adding a posh accent along the way.
“mhm, c’mere it’s in my car,” he begins to walk away and you follow. you lean against the car as he opens his door and looks for the present.
eventually matt’s head peeks out, “might be better if you just come in here too.”
“is your gift sex? we both know that’s all that would come from me getting in that car matt…”
matt's eyes get wide at your suggestion and he chuckles a bit as he shuts the door. he then moves to enclose you against his car and kiss you, giving you an out of breath confession throughout: “i like when you’re” kiss, “tipsy and just say” kiss, “like, the most direct shit.” kiss.
“i like it when you come to my house in the middle of the night just to kiss me.”
“mm yeah, i like it when we’re alone and you start talkin’ to me about the most random shit just because,” matt feels so comfortable with you at times like this. when it feels like you two are in your own bubble that cannot be popped.
“i bet you do,” you smile, enjoying his ability to make you giddy. “did you get your hair cut?” you draw your hands through his hair softly.
matt scrunched his face the slightest bit, “like, the tiniest trim. that’s crazy you noticed though.”
“it looks nice.”
“thank you.”
“can i have my gift now?”
matt’s immediately scrambling to grab the gift from his pocket. he presents it to you, placing the small box in your hand.
“oh god, what the fuck did you get me?” you pull the top off and see a bracelet lying on top of a layer of black foam.
“it’s an italian charm bracelet,” he watches you glance and feel over the silver bracelet, “fuckin’ sick, huh?”
“thank you,” you turn it over and your stomach falls sick at the sight of a frank ocean lyric engraved into the metal: i been thinking bout you.
matt continues to talk as you process, “yeah, and we can try to find more charms for some of the empty slots.”
you nod and ask him to put it on you. once it clasps he looks to you, “do you like it?”
“yeah, of course i do. thank you so much matt,” you try not to get emotional about it, instead distracting the both of you with a kiss that lasts for far too long matt pulls back with your hands still holding his face not too far from your own. “hi," you prompt him to say something rather than just look into your eyes.
he smiles, "hi. i gotta get home soon. it’s past my bed time and you know i live with two patrol dogs- probably barking in my phone right now.”
you laugh softly, “yeah, i know. i need to go to sleep too, andrea’s probably sending out missing persons reports. but i'll see you at my dinner tomorrow night, right?”
“yes ma’am.”
“perfect,” you hug him once more before you both unravel from each other. you watch as he gets into his car and when you walk away he starts signaling you to come back by flashing his bright headlights then waving you over.
he rolls his window down and you lean against it, “forgot to say ‘goodnight’ to the pretty birthday girl,” he whispers to you making you roll your eyes with a laugh.
“goodnight matt,” you reciprocate, trying not to turn into mush with how his eyes are admiring your entire face so unapologetically.
“and one more kiss for the road?”
you agree with a nod and allow him to peck you one last time, "m'kay bye matt, be good!"
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you shut your front door slowly and turn around to see andrea giggling, sipping another margarita as she plays with your car keys.
“you made another marg without me?” you call out.
“i had all the time in the world up here might as well,” she continues to sip and spin your keys.
“mmm, yeah ‘m sorry i took so long,” you begin to look through your fridge for any snacks when it clicks for you.
“that’s okay,” she picks up her straw and sucks some of her drink from the bottom of the straw, “i’m sure it was hard to find what ever you left without your keys.”
your change in demenor gives away everything.
“so were you just never gonna tell me you’re with matt?”
you turn around and she stops spinning the keys around her finger abruptly. “drea…”
she laughs, “no, no it’s fine. i mean, i definitely thought we told each other everything but- how long have you two been together?”
you move closer to her spot on the couch, “we’re not together.”
her eyes about fall out of her skull, “what the fuck do you mean you’re not together?! that makes it worse! if what i saw said anything it was you two are the most together ‘not together’ people i’ve ever met.”
“what all did you see?” you throw your head into a pillow on the couch.
“well when i realized you left your keys i went downstairs to bring you them but then i’m down there and immediately see you two kissing and holding onto each other like he’d just been at war for years-”
you visibly cringe and andrea shakes her head, “no i think it’s cute. i was just shocked, thinking i was imagining shit. i had to just turn around and come back up here. i hope you’re proud you know it’s hard for me to hold my tongue, i was ready to fucking scream.”
you hold the pillow your face was resting on, “i’m so proud of you.”
“… so i need some context please.” she offers you a sip of her drink.
you take a large sip from the straw before responding, "we just y'know... fuck around. he's very sure that there's nothing serious between us so. yeah."
"i'm sorry what? he told you that? and you, the most lovable bitch i know, are okay with that shit?!"
you reach for her drink and sip some more as she speaks and nodding your head along, "yes, unfortunately. but i'm, like, fine. i know i can't change him and if i can only have him like this then i'll take what i can get." andrea looks a little lost and baffled by your words. as if you'd just spoke an entirely different language.
"dre i know i sound desperate and stupid as fuck but i think that's exactly what i am at this point..."
she silently moves closer to you, wrapping her arms around you for a tight hug, "y/n you're so smart, just blinded right now by an idiot man of a crush. i can't believe you hid all of this- you haven't even spoke kindly about this man since like april. rem and i thought his mega ego turned you off his ass."
you giggle through another sip and begin to shake your head slowly, "nope... his evilness reeled me in and got me bad."
andrea laughs, "clearly you horny bitch! wow, you've held out on me so much- i need to know details."
you nod and begin to pull yourslef from the couch, heading over to the kitchen, "i'm gonna need us to start blending more drinks to get through all this shit."
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"hey, yeah, we're here with the party?" matt inquires to the host, lifting the small giftbag as if he needed to provide proof.
"great, they should be right down the hall and out in the patio section."
"thanks," matt dryly replies, walking towards chris and tugging his shoulder. "'s this way."
chris follows matt with a nod and his hands shoved into the pockets of his jean shorts. his face brightens immediately when approaching the full table, "hey guys what's up?!" as everyone welcomes them to he stops by andrea's seat, wrapping an arm around her lovingly and asking her how she's been. he seals their interaction with a forehead kiss before moving on to the chair next to her and greeting you with a 'happy birthday' and soft shoulder squeeze.
"what took you guys so long?" remi asks.
"i would give details but already we had a whole debacle during the car ride and matt's still a little sensitive about it," chris snickers while he takes a seat next to matt, giving him a lighthearted clap on the back.
matt begins to sarcastically laugh to himself, "alright chill out bud."
"hey, it's probably best if you both just shut the fuck up and eat some of this pasta i got. here." nick suggests, moving his plate of scraps between them.
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your dinner was as perfect as it could be.
you enjoyed your food quite a bit and having your friends all together is always something you cherish. you were happy to have gotten to speak with everyone in attendance even if your gaze continued to make its way back to matt, who was usually looking at you as well.
after experiencing the full restaurant staff's loud birthday chant (which only you, andrea, and remi seemed to enjoy and sing along with), you all made your way back to your shared apartment to eventually end the night.
the apartment is loud. music screaming out of speakers and voices speaking over each other. and amongst all of the ruckus andrea sends you on a mission to gather guests orders (she's taken it upon herself to play bartender for the night).
"nickk," you string out the syllables in his name as you practically lie on top of him when squeezing yourself onto his beanbag.
"y/nn" he returns the tone of voice.
"what do you wanna drink?" you click your purple glitter pen with enthusiasm and flip onto a random page in an abandoned notebook you'd just found in your closet.
"hhmmm," he rubs over his chin and pinches his eyes, "let me get your specialty- as long as its sweet. you know i hate hate hate that bitter shit!"
"yes diva, i will get you something so sweet and soooo special, don't you even worry." you write down 'nicky - sweet special'
you approach everyone, making your list of drinks along the way, before eventually nearing matt. he's slouched on the couch, phone in hand while taking long drags from asha's pen.
you place each of your hands on his knees and lean close to ask him what he'd like to drink. he smiles at first and drops his phone on his stomach as he sits up to be at level with you. "i want whatever you've had tonight. how the fuck are you tipsy already?"
you laugh, "it's my birthday, i ask the questions."
"okay but pregaming dinner is crazy," his face crinkles a bit as he laughs.
you roll your lips into your mouth realizing just how close you are to his face and feeling the smallest inkling to crawl onto matt's lap and kiss him right here.
he feels it too. especially with you leaning over him and your tits threatening to spill out of that tight dress. he just lets out a breath and reaches for your notebook and pen next to him, writing his order down for you.
just as he goes to speak again there's a knock against your door.
"y/n can you get that! i hope it's not one of our neighbors..." andrea exclaims while turning down the music.
matt's shocked by how quickly your warm hands leave his legs and you're off to answer the front door. you peer through the peep-hole and laugh, "oh my god, it's lucas!" you unlock and open the door.
"happy fucking birthday!" he pulls you in for a side hug and squeezes the fullest part of your hip as you smile against his chest that smells faintly of weed and warm amber. "what's up girl, how was dinner?" he feathers a small kiss to the top of your head and grins as you begin to overly explain every part of your birthday.
matt thinks lucas showing up to your after party is weird and bizarre as fuck. he never realized you were close with him, because when and why do you have time to talk to some pothead goof like him? and why's he holding onto you so much? and why are you so fucking happy about it?
matt bites at his bottom lip harshly, as he stares. he can only let this go on for so long before he's making his way across the room to redirect you. he and lucas make eye contact first, lucas quips his head, "heyy matt!"
"hey, man." man shortly replies with a fake smile, then looks to you, "you gonna get those drinks for your guests?" he raises the notebook.
your eyes widen, "oh shit- i totally forgot." you pull yourself from lucas to grab the notebook, thanking matt before suggesting lucas follow you so that he can get a drink and put the bottle of tequila he brought in the freezer.
matt internally twitches his eyes, but externally tightens his lips and walks away from the abandoned spot.
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with everyone two shots and two drinks drunker, the karaoke machine is put to use; you and andrea are now sexy dancing in the living room as asha sings a rendition "london bridge" by fergie.
nick of course sings adlibs and absolutely hollers whenever one of you drop yourselves low enough. its a miracle you haven't received a noise complaint yet.
as for matt, he's decided to play into erin's interest due to his lack of entertainment from you. he's looking deeply in her eyes, playing with her fingers, glancing down at her lips. you see it all; only you're the type to bitterly down a shot while watching from afar or whisper a sly comment into andrea's ear in the middle of dancing (to which andrea motions her finger into her mouth as if to gag at matt's actions).
you've yet to confront him, instead letting him waste his time with her.
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two hours after everyone agreed to go to bed, you're woken up by a few taps on your shoulder and whispers of your name.
"please- 'm tired..." you whine into your pillow.
you feel a kiss to your shoulder that draws you to at least peek your eye open. and of course matt is there- shaggy hair and shirt left somewhere in your living room.
the soft glow of your yellowed night light hits him enough for you to recognize every part of him, "matt." is all you huff before turning over.
"yeah? hey, can i be in here with you? for a sec" his voice stays at a whisper as he softly begins to move you over, "come on sunny, why y'bein' stubborn?"
you sigh and lift your head up, keeping your eyes shut as you allow your words to come out louder than you mean, "why were you flirtin' with her?!"
"shhhh! you're loud as fuck. stop it." matt's made his way under your comforter and his audacity is pissing your drunk brain off.
you pettily kick at his side and push his chest until he lifts himself up, "ow! what the fuck y/n?"
"matt why are you in here? go to sleep."
"you want me to go?"
"yeah, if you want to be holding up on erin you can go lay with her on that couch, right?"
"that's not what happened but whatever." matt shakes his head slowly and wipes a hand over his face.
"no. it's not 'whatever' matt! you were selfish. it's my fucking birthday i expected at least a little more respect from you- but clearly i'm nothing but a bird bitch to you or something."
"you know that's not how i think of you."
"do i?"
he sits closer to you, "no matter what i'm your friend at the end of the day."
if only he knew that's exactly what you'd hate to hear from him right now, "okay."
"okay."
you hold your head for a few moments before lying down and tugging the comforter over your body once more, "i don't feel like talking about this shit right now, matt. can you just come here and kiss me please?"
he nods silently, moving as close as possible so you both can kiss each other to sleep.
lil insta blurb for this chapter! (you dont need to see this for plot info)
contains- campaign shoot for vineyard , smutt , deep conversations
The next two days were spent in our room talking , watching movies , having amazing sex and ordering room service . Sadly today we actually have to get up and start the campaign shoot .
" You ready ?" matt calls to me from the room . I just finished my hair and makeup in the bathroom . I walk out and sit down to put my heels on . " Wow you look amazing" matt says as he looks me up and down licking his lips making me blush. Im wearing on of the dresses matt had packed for me , ive never worn it but im happy he picked it . " You look hot in that suit" I say back smiling . " Thank you but we should get going don't want to be late" he says as he grabs his keys heading to the door , I follow behind shutting and locking the door behind myself.
After a long ride we make it to the vineyard seeing most of the crew is set up . We get out and immediately get to work . Matt is talking to the clients as I talk to the crew doing a quick rundown of the concept again just incase they had any questions but I get interrupted by one of the stylist freaking out . " Hey y/n i'm so sorry to interrupt but our model isn't here and she isn't answering any calls we've tried her 20 times at this point and were supposed to start the shoot in 30 minutes I don't know what to do" she frantically explains to me . " Hey hey its okay I know your stressed but take some deep berthed and we'll figure this out okay" I try my best to help her calm down while I try to not freak the fuck out myself.
After she calms down we get to trying to figure out what to do " Okay we could try and push the shoot back bit and get another model her but its so last minute and these clients aren't the most pleasant I doubt they'd be happy " I explain to her and we both sigh. " okay hear me out what if ... you do the shoot " she says smiling at me holding her hands like she's praying " ME absolutely not " I answer shaking my head laughing " Why not your absolutely stunning and you already have makeup and hair done " she explains and I shake my head " I don't know how to act for a commercial let alone model for one " I explain . " Y/n come on you pretty much came up with the whole concept . You know exactly what the clients want " She says and I gotta admit she has a point " Okay you make a good point but were going to have to talk to Mr. Sturniolo and the clients about it " " Great lets go" she says as she makes her way to them.
" Hi mr. sturniolo we've seemed to run into a small issue " she says looking nervous. " What wrong?" he asks looking between us both. " Well our model didn't show and we've tried to reach her multiple times and were supposed to shoot in about twenty-five minutes which there is no way we can get a new model by then so I was thinking what if we used y/n for it" she explains and Matt seems a bit apprehensive at first but he smiles and looks at me " You think your up for it ?" he asks me and I nod " I care about this shoot a lot and if this is the best option then i'll do it " I answer confidently . " Alright , Stella go get her ready and we'll call you when we're almost ready" he answers . I smile before following Stella back to the beauty room in the house . She touches up my hair styling it a bit more and adding a bit more color to my face since ill be on camera.
"Okay the outfit is on the left rack and the bathroom is down the hall to the right " she explains and then goes to help the male model with final touches.
The dress is beautiful and the shoes don't even get me started . I make my way out and Stella gasps " Oh wow absolutely beautiful " he says clapping in excitement . " Oh i'm nervous i've never done this before " I say and look myself over in the mirror . We make our way back out in over to the crew. Matt looks me up and down smiling wildly at me "Wow just wow" he says grabbing my hand giving me a spin. " Matt i'm nervous ... how did they take it that i'll be the one in the video?" I ask nervously . " They are delighted Mrs. Auclair was overjoyed , she said you are une belle fleur en fleurs which means a beautiful flower in bloom" he explains and I feel like in could cry " Thats so sweet " I say trying not to cry .
"Okay everyone get in your places . Charles sit at the table to the right and y/n sit across from him and able your body towards the camera " I make my way over sitting and angling my body toward the camera getting a thumbs up from the camera man that i'm angled correctly . " Okay were going to shoot 5 scenes , this one will be easy and quick Charles Your going to open the bottle and pour two glasses , Y/n I want you to look off into the distance smiling softly like your admiring the view then when I say turn your going to look at Charles as he hands you a glass then you'll both take a sip , act like its the most wonderful taste you've ever had and smile then well cut okay" I nod and smile so does Charles . " Okay three two one action" I do exactly what the director said and shockingly we get the perfect shot in one take then were off to the vine rows .
"Your doing great" matt whispers as he walks up behind me . " Really I feel like I look stupid" I say laughing . " Absolutely not you look prefect " he says placing a quick peck on my head and walking off back with the clients .
" Okay for this scene were going to have you both run down this row holding hand and when you reach half way Charles we want you to pick her up and spin her , so y/n hand stella your shoes then well give you a count down " I nod and slide the heels off handing them to Stella and turning around Charles grabbing my hand offering me a warm smile which I return . " Okay you guys ready ?" there producer asks and we both answer yes . " Okay and three two one action "
We run down the row and I cant help but giggle when we reach half way and Charles lifts me spinning me . " Okay cut wow guys you're good were getting the perfect shots in one go thats rare" the producer shouts and Charles sets me down . He offers me a fist bump making me laugh but I return it .
The next shot were in the room with all the barrels . Its a really cool place .
" Okay were just gonna have you guys walking through here looking around smiling and laughing . Look like you're flirting a little for this one " we both give a thumbs up .
We get another perfect shot . Im genuinely surprised since i've never done this before and was expecting to have to take multiple shots to get a good one . I cant help but notice the smiles on our clients faces as they watch which makes me very happy . Matt on the other hand looks kind of ... pisses , his jaw clenched and eyes cut . I don't know what's wrong but I bet i'll hear all about it later.
The last shot is of us ending in one of the rooms with a kind of romantic scene , ending in... a kiss . Im a little nervous and feeling a bit awkward but I gotta do it so whatever.
"Okay you'll enter through the door and y/n you'll sit down on the bed sliding your hells off and Charles your going to walk up to her slowly laying her back on the bed and brush some hair behind her er then go in for the kiss and that will be a wrap." I nod and wait for the call to enter the room .
After a very awkward kiss we call it a wrap .
" Thank you for stepping in y/n you did amazing the camera loves you" the director says making me smile " Thank you and it was my pleasure " he smiles and shakes my hand before packing up most of the equipments .
Mr and Mrs. Auclair tall me how much they loved the shoot and cant wait to see the final product , they were beyond happy with the campaign which made me feel very accomplished since the first time I met Mr. Auclair it didn't go so well .
I changed out of the outfit back into the one I came in and met Matt out front by the car .
" Get in" he orders with an attitude. i'm shocked given the shoot went perfectly and I cant find a reason why he'd have an attitude with me after all I did. I get in quickly not wanting to upset him more than he already seems to be. " Im glad the clients were happy I was kind of scared there for a minuet" I say smiling at over at him . He just nods before speeding off back to the chateau . He's speeding a lot and his tight grip on the wheel is making me scared. " Matt slow down " I squeak out as I grip the side of my door . " Don't tell me what to do" he barks back in a harsh tone that makes me flinch . " Why are you being like this ... did I do something wrong?" I ask as my breathing decelerate as we speed around a bend . " You'll find out once we get to the room " he says through his teeth and I look at him in shock . " I haven't done anything wrong if anything I saved your ass for stepping up to be in the fucking campaign shoot so what the fuck is your problem" I bite back as we reach the gate and he speeds in parking and quickly getting out then coming around and opening my door yanking me out and throwing me over his shoulder.
" Matt put me down right now" I yell and smack his back and in return I get a hard slap on my ass making me yelp as I stings. " Put me down i'm not a rag doll" I whine as he walks up the steps and to the elevator . " You just keep finding ways to piss me off today don't you" he bites out as the elevator doors open and he b lines it to the room.
" Matt seriously I haven't done shit now put me down " I order with attitude now pissed off he's acting like I've done something . The second we enter the room he sets me down and spins me so my back is to his front . His hand harshly grips my hair yanking my head back so he can lean down and whisper in my ear. " strip and go lay down" he orders in a deep voice in my ear making me shiver. " Matt seriously ?" I ask with a scoff . " You either do it yourself or I will" he says shoving me away and walking to the bed sitting on the edge. I strip out of my dress and underwear then walk over to the bed going to lay down but he grabs me and pulls me over his lap.
" Now lets talk about that little photoshoot yeah" he says as his hand slowly caresses my ass . " What about it I thought it went great" I ask confused but jolt when his hand comes down hard on my ass . " Yeah it did ... just one little problem" he says and lands his hand down again in the same spot making me whine. " What ... what did I do to piss you off" I ask in a hushed tone . " You let that little model touch you ... kiss you and don't even get me started on the way you were looking at him" he bites out and lands two more smacks making me cry out as the skin burns and stings where I know there will be a large red handprint . " You cant be fucking serious matt it was for the fucking campaign I had no choice " I bite back sounding ad bratty as ever. " Not fucking true you could have said no" he barks any me landing three more smacks making me scream in frustration because he keeps smacking the same spot on the same cheek . " And ruined the fucking campaign and possibly lost customers ... that would have made you even more angry" I whine back . " We could have moved it to Tommorrow and found another model " " So your mad at me because I saved your ass today ... my fucking bad I guess" I bite back shooting him a look over my shoulder . He smacks his hand down 5 times making me scream and try and get off his lap but he uses his other hand to keep me in place . " You're just fucking jealous that another man touched me and now you're taking it out on me " I bite back as he lets me up and I step back from him. He stands up and yanks me to him . His eyes hard and nostrils flared . " Im not fucking jealous " he barks and I smile " I think you are matt " I step into him and less my naked body to his clothed one as I move to slowly slide his jacket off. He lets me as he watches me still with a hard look on his face. I go for his shirt but he grabs me and throws me down on the bed making me yelp . " Spread your fucking legs and give me your wrists " he orders and I do what i'm told . He uses his tie to tie my hands together . I smile as i've always been into bondage but no one has ever reciprocated the interest. He unbuttons his shirt slowly making me groan in need.
He kneels at the end of the bed pulling me right to his warm mouth that ravishes me immediately . Im and moaning whining mess for him . I so badly want to run my fingers through his hair but I cant with the tie around my wrists. He inserts two fingers curling them to the perfect spot as his mouth sucks harshly on my clit making my legs spasm and my hips to lift off the bed . I scream as the pleasure almost becomes too much to handle . He uses his free arm to shove my hips back down on the bed and hold me there . I squirm as my legs tremble , he lifts my legs over his shoulder as I moan and shake . " You gonna cum for me ?" he asks in a husky tone making me whimper. " Y-yes fuck i'm so close" I cry out between broken breathes and gasps. " Beg for me to let you cum show me how much you want it" he says before going back to my clit licking and sucking at the perfect angles almost sending me over. " P-please fuck please can I cum please m-matt please" I beg in a pathetic tone trying to hold back the best I can. He softly chuckles into before granting me permission and I immediately let go with a scream . He helps me ride through my orgasm .
"Did so good for me" he praises as he comes back up and moves to me on top of me . He brings me into a deep sloppy kiss making me moan into his mouth . He moves my tied hands to be above my head " Keep them there " he demands and I do. He takes off his pants discarding them somewhere on the floor . Slowly he strokes his dick and I watch in awe , he spits on it and I have to hold back the moan that so badly wants to escape from how hot it was. He spreads it then begins lining his tip to my entrance . He thrusts in making me gasp he doesn't even let me adjust before he's pounding into roughly . All that can be heard are my moans and our skin slapping together . He moves one hand to my neck adding pressure that has the pleasure reaching new heights . He moves his free hand down to my clit rubbing in delicious circles . Im a moaning shaking mess under him as I cum for the second time .
He groans as his thrusts get sloppy and his breathing gets louder . After A couple more thrusts he s filling me up with a raspy fuck escaping his lips .
He pulls out and flops down beside me . Im catching my breathe as he unties my hands and I rub my wrists , the skin being slightly sore from the friction of the tie . " Wanna shower in the morning? i'm exhausted " he says and I nod cuddling into him and closing my eyes.
" i'm sorry for getting angry with you... I was jealous I just didn't want to admit it" he says in a quiet tone . I smile at him " Its okay Matt I know" I answer with a small laugh .
We fall asleep quickly . I cant wait to see what's in store Tommorrow .
summary — when y/n finds herself on the brink of failure, desperation seeps into her every action, driving her to seek assistance with an intensity that borders on frantic.
— smut
warnings :: oral (m receiving), cream pie, overstimulation, age gap
a/n ,, jake peralta is so hot 😕 do we want a jake peralta fic
you were the paragon of virtue, the golden child who navigated the treacherous waters of youth with unwavering precision. your report cards gleamed with the brilliance of straight a's, and your name was synonymous with diligence and integrity. teachers sang your praises, and trouble was a distant storm that never touched your shores.
but now, the winds have shifted. the once-clear skies of your academic journey have darkened with ominous clouds. your grades, once as steady as the north star, have begun to waver, dipping and diving like a ship caught in a tempest. the whispers of concern have grown louder, and the familiar path you tread has become fraught with uncertainty.
your once-sterling grades, once the envy of your peers, had begun a slow, inexorable decline, and you found yourself adrift in a sea of confusion, unable to pinpoint the cause of your academic descent. it was this very uncertainty that had prompted your professor, a figure of authority and wisdom, to summon you to his office, seeking to unravel the mystery behind your faltering performance.
he was the professor that every student coveted, the one whose lectures were attended as much for his intellectual prowess as for his undeniable allure. his presence commanded the room, and his striking appearance only added to the magnetic pull he had over his students.
thus, you resolved to seize this moment as the ideal opportunity to weave a spell of seduction around him.
it was a win-win situation. you would have the chance to engage in a clandestine affair with the most desirable professor on campus while simultaneously navigating a path to academic redemption.
your fingers brushed against the cold, unyielding metal of the doorknob, the sensation sending a shiver up your spine. with deliberate slowness, you began to turn it, each millimeter of movement accompanied by the faintest creak, until finally, a soft, almost imperceptible click echoed in the stillness. the door yielded to your touch, swinging open with a quiet sigh.
he was seated at his desk, the soft glow of the laptop illuminating his features. his fingers moved with a practiced grace, dancing across the keyboard with a rhythm that spoke of both familiarity and focus. each keystroke seemed to weave a tapestry of thoughts and ideas, a silent symphony of intellect and intent.
you bit your bottom lip, a mischievous smirk playing on your face as you sauntered in, the air around you charged with a palpable sense of anticipation.
his gaze snapped towards you, eyes narrowing with a mix of curiosity and intent. “y/n, take a seat," he commanded, his voice a low rumble as he closed his laptop with a decisive click. you closed the door behind you, the soft thud resonating in the room, and with a stealthy twist, you turned the lock. your heels clicked on the hardwood floor, each step echoing the tension that hung in the air.
you gracefully lowered yourself onto the seat in front of his desk, your eyes keenly observing as matt rummaged through his drawers, his movements deliberate and methodical. he eventually extracted a stack of papers, each one seeming to carry the weight of unspoken secrets and untold stories.
"how have you been?" he inquired, placing the papers on his desk with a measured precision before leaning forward, resting his elbows on the polished surface. his gaze locked onto yours, penetrating and earnest. "anything going on at home?"
you shook your head gently, a subtle motion that spoke volumes. "i've been fine," you murmured softly, your voice barely above a whisper. he nodded in response, the gesture carrying an unspoken understanding.
"well, y/n, it has come to my attention that your grades have been slipping. any idea why?" he inquired, his eyebrows arching in a display of both concern and curiosity.
you offered a soft shrug, your gaze falling to the floor, a silent admission of uncertainty. he sighed, the sound heavy with unspoken worries.
"look, you're a good student. i know you can do better than this," he said, his fingers threading through his hair, pausing momentarily as if seeking solace in the familiar motion. his hand lingered, then slowly swept back, a gesture that conveyed his deep-seated concern and earnest hope for your improvement.
your voice took on a softer, more alluring tone, each word carefully chosen to convey sincerity. "professor, is there anything i can do to improve my grade?" you asked, your eyes searching his for a glimmer of understanding and guidance.
he furrowed his eyebrows, deep lines etching across his forehead as he tried to decipher your intentions. "what are you implying, y/n?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
"well... i have a couple of things in mind," you said, batting your eyelashes with a hint of playful mischief. as you stood up and walked towards him, you twirled a strand of hair around your finger, each step deliberate and filled with subtle allure.
for a moment, it seemed like he might give in, his gaze softening ever so slightly. but then, with a resolute shake of his head, his expression hardened, becoming stern and unyielding. "no, y/n. sit down and let’s discuss this properly before you do something you’ll regret," he commanded, his tone strict and authoritative, leaving no room for misinterpretation.
you sighed and sat down, the weight of his seriousness settling over you. as he began to outline a plan for extra lessons, his voice steady and methodical, you nodded in agreement, all the while your mind was already weaving the threads of your next move, plotting a new course of action.
he had handed you a stack of meticulously prepared worksheets, each one brimming with questions designed to test your understanding and earn you extra credit.
you placed the tip of your pen between your teeth, leaning back in your chair with a thoughtful demeanor. your eyes lingered on your professor, a blend of curiosity and contemplation dancing within them. as you observed him, the gears of your mind visibly turned.
he was diligently grading tests on his laptop, his gaze unwavering and intense. his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, creating deep lines on his forehead, as he meticulously assessed each answer with a discerning eye.
you decided to adopt a different strategy. with a deliberate motion, you unbuttoned your shirt slightly, allowing it to fall open just enough to reveal the delicate lace of your bra, a subtle yet provocative gesture meant to shift the dynamics of the moment.
you “accidentally” let your pen slip from your grasp, and as it clattered to the floor, you stood up with measured grace. bending over slowly to retrieve it, you couldn't help but notice the fleeting flicker in his eyes, a brief betrayal of his struggle to maintain a veneer of professionalism amidst the subtle tension.
"y/n, stop it," he finally uttered, his voice laden with strain. a smirk played on your lips as you sauntered towards him, each step deliberate and charged with intent.
"what am i doing, professor? do you think i'm attempting to seduce you?" you asked, batting your eyelashes with feigned innocence. "perhaps it's you who desires me, and you simply can't bring yourself to admit it," you continued, your voice dripping with a mix of challenge and allure.
his jaw tightened, but he struggled to maintain his composure. "just focus on your work, y/n," he commanded, his voice barely concealing the tension. but you merely smirked, the challenge in your eyes unmistakable.
you could see the conflict in his eyes, a tempest of emotions swirling within as he waged an internal battle against his own desires. each fleeting glance and furrowed brow betrayed the struggle he faced, torn between his sense of duty and the undeniable pull of his longing.
you gracefully settled yourself onto his lap, your hands finding their place upon his shoulders. as your touch connected, he let out a shaky exhale, the breath escaping him like a whisper of surrender.
you leaned in close, your lips a mere breath away from his ear. in a voice as soft as a summer breeze, you whispered, "professor, don't you want to feel alive?" your words hung in the air, a tantalizing promise of forbidden exhilaration.
it was the breaking point. the dam of his self-control shattered, and in that moment, his resolve crumbled. before he knew it, his lips crashed against yours in a fervent and passionate embrace, the culmination of all the suppressed desires that had been simmering beneath the surface.
your fingers became entangled in the silken strands of his hair, while his hands instinctively found their place upon your waist, anchoring you both in a moment of shared intimacy.
he swiftly reached down to unfasten his belt, the sound of the leather hitting the floor echoing in the room. all the while, he kept your lips connected, not breaking the kiss even as he deftly unzipped his jeans.
he reluctantly disconnected your lips, allowing his kisses to trail slowly down your skin, each one a lingering promise. as he descended, he deftly pulled his length free from the confines of his boxers, his movements deliberate and filled with a restrained intensity.
you felt his length make contact with your abdomen, eliciting a soft gasp from your lips. the sensation was both unexpected and electrifying, sending a shiver through your entire being.
your eyes fluttered open, drawn downward to the sight of his length. your lips parted involuntarily, a silent expression of the myriad emotions coursing through you.
you felt the cool, almost electrifying touch of his fingertips as they brushed against your thigh, sending a cascade of shivers through your body. his grip tightened momentarily, a silent promise of what was to come.
with a practiced ease, his hand journeyed to your core, deftly sliding your underwear to the side. as his fingers began their slow, deliberate exploration, each movement was a symphony of sensation, resonating through every fiber of your being. your breath hitched, anticipation and desire intertwining in a dance as old as time itself.
a soft moan escaped your lips, intertwining with his guttural groan. "you’re so tight," he grumbled, his voice a rough whisper of desire. with each thrust of his fingers, a rhythm was established, an intimate dance of passion and need. your body responded instinctively, arching towards him, each movement a silent plea for more.
he continued to pump his fingers in and out, each movement more deliberate and intense than the last. your breath quickened, your body trembling with each wave of pleasure that coursed through you. his eyes locked onto yours, a primal hunger evident in his gaze. “so wet f’me,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. you could feel the tension building within you, every nerve ending alight with sensation.
he withdrew his fingers, leaving a void where ecstasy once thrived. the intense pleasure that had enveloped you began to wane, replaced by a sense of longing. a soft whine escaped your lips, a testament to the sudden absence of his touch. the air seemed to thicken with the lingering heat of your shared intimacy, a silent plea hanging between you.
he patted your thigh with a firm yet gentle touch, his voice a commanding whisper, "stand up." the words carried an undeniable authority, compelling you to rise. his eyes bore into yours, leaving no room for hesitation.
"on your knees," he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. without a moment's hesitation, you slid off his lap and sank gracefully onto your knees, your movements a fluid response to his authoritative directive.
he seized your head with a firm grip, guiding you with a forceful urgency. his length thrust into your mouth, each movement deliberate and unyielding, leaving you to adjust to the intensity of his desire.
as he continued, the rhythm grew more insistent, each thrust a testament to his overwhelming need. the room seemed to pulse with the raw energy of the moment, every sensation heightened, every breath a shared experience. your senses were engulfed, the world outside fading into insignificance.
the intensity of the connection left you breathless, every fiber of your being attuned to his movements. the room seemed to blur, the only clarity found in the rhythm you shared. your hands gripped his thighs, grounding yourself in the midst of the overwhelming sensations.
he thrust into your throat with an unrelenting force, causing your eyes to water as you struggled to accommodate his length. the intensity of the moment was palpable, each movement drawing forth a fresh wave of sensation, leaving you on the precipice of surrender.
soon enough, his movements became more urgent, pounding into your mouth with a final series of thrusts. you felt the warm, liquid release stream down your throat as he let out a deep, guttural groan, each sound resonating with the culmination of his desire.
you stood up, and he followed suit, swiftly positioning himself behind you. with a firm hand on your back, he pushed you against his desk, the suddenness of the movement eliciting a gasp from your lips. the unexpected force left you breathless, the cool surface of the desk contrasting sharply with the heat of the moment.
your chest pressed firmly against the cool surface of his desk as he tore your underwear apart with a swift, decisive motion, the fabric ripping audibly before he discarded it onto the desk. the sensation of the sudden exposure sent a shiver down your spine, heightening the tension in the room.
"hey!" you exclaimed, turning your head back to face him, your voice carrying a mix of surprise and indignation.
"i'll get you a new one," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive promise as he ran his tip along your folds. "so wet," he whispered, the words dripping with a mixture of admiration and desire.
a sigh escaped your lips, a soft, involuntary response to the sensation that coursed through you.
and without warning, his hips collided with yours, sending a blinding cascade of stars across your vision.
"fuck!" you cursed, feeling your walls violently pulsate against his girthy length, each throb a testament to the overwhelming intensity coursing through you.
his hand flew to your mouth, stifling any sound as he momentarily withdrew his hips, only to thrust back in with a force that elicited a loud, unrestrained moan from your lips.
"keep quiet. you can do that for me, hm?" he gritted through his teeth, his voice a strained whisper. You nodded, your eyes fluttering shut, surrendering to the command with a silent promise.
"mhm," you moaned out, a soft sound escaping your lips. he smirked, removing his hand from your mouth, and began to rut his hips against yours with a deliberate, primal rhythm.
he picked up the torn garment, forcefully stuffing it into your mouth, effectively silencing you as you let out a muffled moan.
"such a whore, fucking your professor," he tutted, his voice dripping with condescension, as you responded with inaudible moans, your body betraying your struggle for restraint.
he leaned in closer, his breath hot against your ear, whispering, "i wonder what they'd think if they knew." your moans grew more desperate, each sound a testament to the tangled web of desire and shame enveloping you.
his hand trailed down your body, fingers dancing over your skin, igniting sparks of sensation. "do you like this?" he murmured, his voice a low, taunting whisper. your body responded with a shiver, an involuntary arch of your back, as you let out another muffled moan.
he smirked at your reaction, his eyes darkening with a mix of satisfaction and desire. "i thought so," he said, his tone dripping with arrogance. his hand continued its journey, each touch a reminder of the power he held over you, as you struggled to maintain control over your own body.
As his length found that exquisite nexus within you, your eyes fluttered shut, rolling back in sheer ecstasy, while he relentlessly drove into you, each thrust a merciless symphony of pleasure and intensity.
"sir—" you moaned, your voice barely a whisper, lost in the symphony of your shared ecstasy.
“hold it," he commanded, his voice a low growl, even as he continued his relentless, unyielding rhythm, each thrust a testament to his unwavering dominance.
your body quivered under his command, every nerve ending ignited by the intensity of his movements. you struggled to obey, the overwhelming sensation pushing you to the edge.
each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, making it nearly impossible to comply. your breaths came in ragged gasps, and you clung to the last threads of control, desperate to hold on as he demanded.
your eyes fluttered shut, rolling back as the knot in your stomach coiled tighter, a tempest of sensation threatening to consume you entirely.
each wave of pleasure built upon the last, cascading through your body with an intensity that left you breathless, teetering on the brink of surrender.
tears welled up in your eyes, a testament to the overwhelming flood of sensations that coursed through you, each one amplifying the other in a symphony of overstimulation.
each tear that escaped carried with it the weight of the pleasure and intensity, a silent testament to the depths of your experience, leaving you on the precipice of surrender.
"please," you murmured, your voice a mere whisper, almost lost amidst the symphony of sensations, a desperate plea woven into the very air around you.
he leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear, and whispered, “give it to me, slut.” finally, with a knowing smile, he granted you release. the tension that had built up within you snapped like a taut string, and the waves of ecstasy crashed over you with an overwhelming force.
your body trembled, each convulsion a testament to the intensity of the moment, leaving you breathless and utterly spent, yet deeply fulfilled.
he thrusted into you, his movements becoming more urgent, and with a final, powerful thrust, his release surged through you, intertwining with your own, creating an intimate blend of shared ecstasy.
Part One: Drawings
Summary of this series: Y/N's a single mom, newly divorced. Matt bumped into her at a pizza shop with his brothers, what'll happen when the worker gives him her number?
Summary to this chapter: Matt and Y/N meet.
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Warnings: fluff (?) , cursing.
a/n: this series was fully MY idea and is gonna be evolving over time so please be patient with me and enjoy! ALSO, the age of the triplets is 26 and the age of the reader is 23. This chapter is kinda ass but I still hope u enjoy it until the other part is out. :)
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3rd Person POV
The three brothers, Matt, Nick and Chris waited in line for their pizza as they looked around the store, watching the artwork displayed on the wall. Nick pointed out one in particular as Chris held the camera up to it.
"Look at this adorable little rat and cheese drawing, it's so precious." Nick gasped, bieing a little overreactive.
"Nick, that's not not a rat. It's fucking mouse." Chris said matter-of-factly as Nick turned around, staring at him like he was dumb.
"Potato, potata motherfucker." Nick said, flipping off his brother as Matt, who was next to Chris, stared giggling because of the scene going on before him.
The brothers continued to look at the drawing as a woman supposedly looking younger than them, rushed into the building, not like she was in a rush, but as if she was excited to show the man behind the counter, Fred, something.
The three boys, being hungry, took off the vlog camera and stood by the glass of the fridge, picking out which drinks they want, and subconsciously listening to the girl and Fred's conversation.
"There she is! Once again, with more drawings." Fred said with a smile. He loved to see Y/N's drawings, it was like a little reminder of his neice.
"Hell yeah I'm back. And since Mia is by your brother for the weekend, it's an empty house so I made... quite a few." The girl explained. Matt couldn't help but take a peak at the drawings, the first one being a cartoonish scene with animals doing ballet, with boxes of pizza on the floor.
"Woah! You drew that? It's fucking incredible." Matt said as his brother put down the camera. Y/N couldn't help but blush at the compliment.
"Yeah, I'm a child illustrator so it's kinda my job y'know." She said as her and Matt shared a chuckle.
Matt held his hand out for her, "My name's Matt." He said as Y/N shook his hand.
"Y/N. And I take it a scientist didn't clone your brothers in a lab?" Y/N joked, making the three boys laugh before introducing themselves.
Soon, Fred came back with the frames for the pictures before taking it from the table. "Well, thanks Y/N. I'll tell Andrew to call you so you can talk to Mia." Fred said with a smile.
As Y/N and Fred talked, Matt could help but stare at her. She had these soft, light brown curls in her hair and these big, brown eyes with long lashes, with a little tint of pink on her cheeks.
"Well, it's nice to meet you guys, I'll see you around then?" Y/N said as the boys made small talk, before she walked out the door, not before telling them goodbye.
Fred wasn't dumb, he saw how Matt was staring at her, and he got the idea to put hr number in his pizza box, know which is his because of his order.
He wrote down her number, slipping it into his box before carrying the boxes over to them. "Here you go. Have a nice day." Fred said cheerfully.
"Thank you, but before we go, how do you know Y/N." Matt asked as his brothers stood beside him, waiting for Fred to explain.
"Well, her and my brother were married, they have one kid, Mia, who took after her mother in everything. But then one night, Y/N walked in on my brother with another woman in their bed. Safe to say, the house was hers' so she kicked him out. And me and her are close, so he doesn't really talk to our side of the family anymore. As for Mia, she likes her dad but she loves to spend time drawing with her Mommy." Fred said as the all the boys shared a sympathic face towards the story.
"Oh. Poor thing that must be rough for her, and don't get started on how her duaghter must feel." Nick said, sympathy peaking in his voice.
"Yeah, not to mention that when they did split up, Y/N never actually got around with dating people again." Fred said, which got Matt thinking about her. What if he doesn't see her again. Or would he meet her up in a bar, or club? Matt's train of thought only went further as his youngest brother looked around in Nick's tote bag for his wallet.
The boys paid for their food before walking back to the car, putting on the camera as they reached there.
As the boys open their boxes, Matt noticed a little piece of paper. As curious as he was, he opened it to see a note inside.
'Go get your girl,
Fred'
He smiled to himself as he put the paper in his pocket. He's gonna get his girl soon.
!! WARNINGS !! : smut, choking, use of Y/N, pet names, swearing.
you loved hanging out with the triplets, thry are very good friends, except for... Matthew. you cant stand eachother. everytime you are around eachother you just wish you werent there, he was pissing you off its like he was doing it on purpose everytime, sometimes even his brothers had to make him shut up cause you were losing control.
but tonight they decided to invite you to their house to watch movies and just chat because you havent seen eachother the last month, they were in Boston because they wanted to spend a little more time with their family, that warmed your heart even more.
you were very excited to see them, but the thing was.. Matt was picking you up and the reason behing it? he's the only one who can drive. but even tho he was coming that didnt back you up you didn't care much
you were spending hours thinking on what to wear, but at the end you just decided to throw on a skirt and a crop top, you would've went with sweatpants and tshirt if the triplets' house wasnt always hot as fuck but oh well.
Matt was late once again, so you had to text him to make sure he is alive , even tho you didnt wanted to do that
you leaned against the front door waiting for him when you heard a knocking on your door, you opened the door "one second i need to get my charger" you ran to your room to get it and in a few seconds you were back eith Matt leaning against the door frame not saying a word. you looked up at him as you walked, he closed the door and you threw the keys at him so he locks it.
you walked over the car sitting on the front seat waiting for Matt. he sat in the care without saying a single word started driving to his house. you didnt said anything either he was already pissing you off by trying to act tough so you got your phone and started scrolling trough tik tok.
"okay Matt why are you trying to act tough now? whats up with you the last 2 years i really don't understand why and how could you have so much hate for me?" you finally speak looking at him. "you dont talk to me you barley listen when i talk? whats happening like what did i do to you?"
he looks at you "whats up with me Y/N? you are the one who told me to fuck off and left me for that jerk in 10th grade? you were the one who was ignoring me in the hallways of the school? and then you're asking whats up with me?!" he says with his anger in his voice growing bigger "Matt are you a kid? that was a long time ago, its been more than 3 years i already broke up with him whats your fucking deal?" "no Y/N because you have no idea how fucking stupid i felt after i confessed my feelings for you infront of the whole class just so you leave me for this fucking idiot."
you felt bad, you really did, but that was a long time ago and you had no idea that he still thinks about it, you also didn't knew that it broke his heart? "i dont even know why my brothers still hangout with you after that and why i always have to be in their plans with you when you literally..when you fucking broke my heart Y/N. he was litereally an idiot? he didnt treat you the way you deservedto be treated and all i wanted was you. and i hate how much i want you since then.." "okay Matt..look im sorry for what i did, i was in love with him okay? i didnt knew it was going to and that it did break your heart.." "it doesn't matter." he said focusing back on the road "what do you mean it doesn't matter you are the kne who bringed it up?!" if he didnt stopped talking now he would've started screaming so you wrre hlad he stopped.
the ride to the house was silent because of the talk you had before, nothing new tho. you didnt knew if you wanted to punch him or yourself. you were mad at your self of course but..you never knew he felt like that , he never speaks about his feelings unless yall are in argument, sometimes it feels like yall are a married couple from 2 years, fighting everytime they get the opportunity to. but in reality you couldn't stand eachother.
you were already infront of the house , Matt opened the door so he can get in he didnt even hold it for you, again nothing new. you came in and right when you got up the stairs you saw Nick. you were very good friends with him, he was amazing and you could always talk with him about anything you want, he is the bestest best friend you've ever had. "NICKKKK HIIII" you ran and hugged him. "HEY GIRLLL, what took you so long?" "oh well Matthew was latr once again" as you said that Matt rolls his eyes mocking you. "nothing new" Nick says laughing "Chris went to get snacks cause we forgot, he should be here soon"
"okay so what are we gonna watch, lets make it quick im tired" Matt says rolling his eyes once again. "oh and why are you so tried what have you been doing all day?" you ask jokingly. "none of you business" he smiles sarcastically. you roll your eyes sitting on the sofa. Matt sits next to you, you're surprised but you dont put so much attention to it. you give him a suspicious look. you open your phone so you can search for movies. "OHMYGOD" Nick yells from the kitchen causing you to jump from the loud noise. "I FOUND A MOVIE, LETS WATCH WHITE CHICKS?!" "never heard of it" Matt says with tought tone "well too bad Matt we are gonna watch this" you pat his head as you get ip to get a pepsi, he rolld eyes ONCE AGAIN.
as you open the fridge you hear footsteps "that must be Chris" Nick says and you look iver the door of the fridge seeing Chris with 2 bags in his hand. "hey Chrisss" you go and hug him. "heyyy Y/N, okay so i bought 3 bags of chips, 5 pepsis, 2 doctor pepers and 2 root bears is that good?" "its great" Nick says "give me the bags" Chris hands the bags to Nick and he opend everything. "so we decided we are going to watch White Chicks" you open your pepsi as you take your seat next to Matt "not WE, but Nick and Y/N." Matt says as you roll your eyes "okay tough guy"
Nick and Chris open their drinks and sit on the sofa next to you and Matt with the bowl of chips. Matt gazes at you , you feel him looking at you so you look back, he smirks and gives his attention back to the movie.
TIME SKIP!
the movie was very good and fun, you all laughed even Matt even tho he tried to hide it. it was like 11pm you were very tired so were the boys. you went upstairs to Nicks room because you have a toothbursh there and slippers too, in case you come to sleepover like tonight. you went to the bathroom to brush your teeth and take a shower.
you didnt went down stairs again you were too tired to think of anything else but to lay on Nicks bed and fall asleep. Nick came at the room not long after you layed down, he just looked at you and went on his side of the bed.
you were lost in thoughts, you still were thinking about the conversation you had with Matt earlier, it was driving you insane, you knew he hated you, but tonight there was something different about his behavior. "shit" you said to yourself as you buried your head in the pillow trying to fall asleep. it was hard to stop thinking about those things, was it your fault? maybe. but you never knew that it would and that id did break his heart, and the fact that you broke his heart breaks yours.
you didnt knew when you fell asleep but you woke up after a while , your phone was down stairs so you totally lost what time is it you had to go down get your phone and drink some water, you felt like your tounge was going to fall out. for the first time it was cold in thr house, probably because they left the windows open. you were already down stairs running the water when you hear footsteps behind you "Nick im sorry i woke you up i was ju-" you feel someone's hands wrapping around your waist behind you "its not Nick sweetheart" you recognize that voice. it was Matt. you gasped and tried to run away but he was too strong. "Matt what the fuck are you doing" you turn around now facing him. "im not doing anything" he smirks at you as he grabs your chin. "what-" you say as he cuts you off "remember our talk and how you apologized to me? well i dont think i accept that apologize..i think you should try another way.." he looks you dead in the eyes as he licks your lips "get on your knees. Now. i know youre all wet under this little skirt, why havent you changed it sweetheart? who sleeps with a skirt? its like you're asking for it.." he says. you stay in shock looking at him. "what if i dont want to hm?" you smirk at him looking dead in the eyes back. "i dont remember asking you if you want" he grabs your chin tighter "on your knees now. or do you want me to bend you over on the table and fuck you until you cant feel your legs anymore?"
you look up at him as you slowly go down on your knees holding onto his legs "good girl" he smirks licking his lips. you take off his belt unbuttoning his pants. ha takes off his boxers and you smirk "dont tease me doll.." you dont waste any second wrapping your lips around his cock making him moan. "oh fuck.." you go faster causing him to moan ever louder and uncontrollably. he starts moving his hips basically fucking your mouth, you gag on his cock but you dont stop. you feel he is close so thats why you stop. "oh you fucking whore.., get up." he says as he looks at you standing up. he turns you around bending you over on the table, taking off your pants and panties in one go. "already so wet for me, is that what i do to you, baby hm?" you nod and push your hips begging him to fuck you already "no no, not yet, you are a fucking tease" "Matt plea-" you cover your mouth as he starts eating you out from behind.
"oh shit Matt.." your legs are already shaking from feeling his tounge working down on you. you were close, your eyes blured everytime he sucked onto your clit, your legs were si weak you almost fell to the ground. you moan unstoppable. "shut up, doll, they are gonna gear us" he says as he spanks your ass. you were about to cum but then he removed his tounge. he knew what you wanted, and he was going to give it to you. he stroked himself a few times before slamming into you without any warning. you screamed. "shut the fuck up, you are not good for daddy right now and im gonna fuck you so hard you wont feel any part of your body princess" he says as he starts going deeper inside you. "fas- faste..r please matt" you needed his cock. you've been dreaming about this moment forever. "oh you think you can take me hm? take this then." he slams inside you that hard and deep you swear you felt him in your stomach.
he knows what he is doing, and he claims your body as his, if he wants something from you he will get it and nothing could stop him. he starts going with brutal force causing you to moan loud and scream his name. "matt im going to c-..matt.." "not yet princess. you are not going to cum until i tell you to" he drove you insane , he was litereally perfect every single thing about this man was perfect and you were here for it. he was going as fast as possible, everytime he pounded into you your vision blured. you couldn't even moan anymore he was using you as your personal fucktoy. "matt...pl please" "please what sweetheart, use your words?" he knew exactly what you wanted to, but he was going to make you beg for it. "i need to cum please matt.." he didnt say anything he just kept pounding into you. he toom your shirt off squeezing your boobs. kissing your skin, sucking on your neck. he started choking you. he wrapped his big hand around your neck driving you even more insane. "you want to cum huh? hmm.." with one last trust he cummed deep inside you. "go ahead make a mess on my cock baby" he says out of breath.
"you need to be cleaned tho.." he smirks as he turns your around to face him, he picks you up placing you on the table. he goes down to eat you out one more time, he cant get enough of you. "matt i ca- cant pleas-." his tounge slides slowly in and iut of you then he puts his fingers inside of you, hitting that perfect spot that made you go insane. "fuck you taste so good." he got out his fingers out of you licking them. he got up and started kissing you passionately sliding his tounge inside your mouth.. "you are amazing" he says as he smiles at you and kisses your forehead. "i love you Y/N" "i love you Matt.."
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