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[strnilolover]

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© strnilolover est. june 2024

[55sturn]

side by side, goin up with your best friend.

she wants her best friend in ways that friends shouldn’t want each other. he wants her just as bad but between bad decisions and barely restrained desire, they don’t realize what they’re doing is self sabotage.

disclaimer: each triplet x reader is it’s own storyline. this is not a love triangle story.

matt. reader. chris.

the concept & layout of an interactive reader & au belongs to & is inspired by: @filthgf

[strnilolover]

GIMME GIMME GIMME

[55sturn]

hi i’m stuck at work in the middle of a nasty blizzard when i am supposed to walk two hours home. if you can donate so that i do not freeze on the side of a highway and fund a ride home, here is my link

[sturnsbunny]

remember!! if you like a fic/post and want to show creators love, reblog and comment and like the original post from the creators and not the chain reblogs! <3

[strnilolover]

me and star and our (kay’s @endereies) minecraft realm against the world (with @endereies ofc, tho we still need to get her house built)

[sturnsbunny]

FACE FUCKING ⌗ matt sturniolo ⸺ ✷

in which . . . matt fucks your face <3

“c’mon doll, y’been beggin’ for it all god damn day.” matt grunted as his free hand reached down to grip his cock, giving it a firm stroke before guiding the tip to your lips. your lips parted instantly for him, tongue sticking out slightly.

matt groan approvingly at the sight, his grip in your hair tightening. he taps the tip of his cock against your tongue a few times before slowly pushing between your lips.

“ahh fuck.” he whispered, his head tipping back for a moment before looking back down at you. your lips wrapped around him, your head already trying to bob up and down before he even started to move.

you were so impatient.

“gonna let me fuck your throat baby?” he asked, his hand pushing your head down his cock now. you moaned, jaw going slack as you accommodated to his size. he took that as his invitation—his hips pulling back then rolling forward again. “c’mon open that pretty mouth a little more—there you go.” he praised as your lips parted wider around him.

it didn’t take long before his hips picked up the pace—wet sounds along with your moans and his groans filled the space. your nose brushed against him every time his hips snapped forward. your hands gripped his thighs as you let him use you, your eyes fluttering shut as drool began to drip past the corners of your mouth, sliding down your chin. you moaned, grip tightening against his flesh.

“fuck—such a perfect fuckin’ mouth doll,” he groans as he slides his cock into your throat, stilling for just a moment before he thrusted forward again—fucking your throat slow and deep. you gaged as the tip of his cock repeatedly brushed the back of your throat—eyes opening and looking up at him as they began to water. he was already looking at you, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

“look at you,” he cooed, pushing your head down until your nose pressed against him again, your eyes watering more as they blinked up at him. “takin’ my cock sooo fucking well sweetheart.”

“mmm,” you hummed, taking in the praise you received, the vibrations causing him to hiss. his hand pulled you back—allowing you to breath for a moment before he pushed you back down again. “gonna cum in this pretty mouth—ahh fuck,” he grunted, his thighs growing tense under your hands, hips stuttering.

his cock twitched against your tongue, pushing deeper into your throat before he held you still—pushing you down as far as you could go before thick ropes of his cum spilled down your throat. “shiiit,” he groaned, thrusting his cock between your lips a few times before he started to pull away.

slowly he removed his cock from your throat, his hand loosening before petting your hair as you swallowed and coughed. “did so so good, my good girl.” he praised, slowly tucking himself away with his free hand. though, he couldn’t help but notice the small damp patch that had grown between your legs. “how about we take care of you now? hm?”

me next matthew.

[55sturn]

the lines of the friendship between you and chris having been blurring for a while now. it started with a drunken kiss that led to you dry riding his thigh in the back seat of an uber that same night.

and since that night, the lines just kept blurring and become less and less prominent. at this point, the line is a dot in the distance. every chance the two of you get, your hands are on one another. the act of calling each other pet names and sharing quick kisses on the cheek or lips feels natural, as if rid second nature, and you can’t help but wonder if the two of you are playing a dangerous game.

your thighs are tensed and locked around chris’ waist as your lips trail along his jaw, his hips are moving steadily against yours, the pressure of his jeans rubbing against your relatively thin leggings is almost mind blowing, but you want more. you want to feel every inch of him.

"chris i want more." you gasp, pulling back for a moment, your chest falling and rising fast, your face warm to the touch, and you swear you could feel your pupils dilating.

“what’d’ya want baby?” chris rasps, his fingers flexing against your hips, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.

“i want all of you.”

“y/n, we’ve talked about this.” chris sighs, his self restraint slipping the longer you stare at him like he’s the only reason you’re breathing, the slight natural pout to your lips is the only thing he can focus on.

“i don’t care if it wrecks our friendship, we’ve already wrecked it chris.” you pout, your hips shifting upward against his, and the choked back moan is all you wanna hear.

“please chris, i need to feel you.”

“fuck don’t- don’t beg like that, please.” he pleads, his hands trembling against your skin, his palms soft but calloused and warm. he wants to keep that one last line completely clear, but he wants every part of you, even if it means ruining the one solid friendship he’s had his entire life.

“why not, hm?” you grin, shifting your hips again, watching as he fights back a moan, fighting a losing battle against his composure.

“because i won’t be able to stop if you keep this up.”

“then don’t.” you whisper, a smirk toying at yours lips when he pushes his against yours, rough and desperate as his hands find purchase in the waistband of your leggings, not bothering to take them all the way off as you unbuckle his jeans.

he’s quick to hook your thong to the side and use his free hand to grasp the base of his thick cock, sliding it between your folds before pushing in.

you gasp, the stretch feeling better than you had ever thought, your hands fly to chris’ shoulders and the curses slipping from his lips fall on deaf ears, everything around you blends into silence as chris’ hips begin to move, and you’re completely lost in the haze of pleasure.

“fuck y’so tight baby.” he grunts, his hair damp with sweat and eyes hooded as he watches your face scrunch and twist in pleasure.

“so big.” you whine, grabbing his hand off your hip and with your hand on top of his, you intertwine your fingers and press to your stomach where you swear to god you can feel the imprint of him. chris is damn near losing his mind and his stutter just slightly when your whine hits his ears.

“i’m not gonna last, y/n.” chris whines, your eyes snapping open at the sound and your walls clamp down around his length and that completely undoes him. before he can even mention anything, you feel his warm cum shooting into you, coating your walls and it triggers your own orgasm and with soft moan, chris collapses against you.

the two of you don’t say much for the first few minutes, both silently basking in the aftermath of everything that just happened, the physical embrace and whatever went unsaid.

“since the friendship is fucked beyond fixing now, i love you. and i know it’s cheesy as fuck to say after what we did but i do.” chris hums, voice spent and soft as he pushes himself up, looking down at you with a gentle smile that sets your heart ablaze and you can’t help but smile back.

“you’re an idiot.” you laugh, shivering as chris begins to pull out of you, stepping into his ensuite bathroom and returning with a warm cloth to wipe you down. the two of you slowly begin to wind down for the night, the air still crackling with leftover tension and words left unsaid, but for now, it feels right.

“for what it’s worth, i love you too chris.”

[strnilolover]

JUST MY KIND OF TENSION 👅👅

[sturnsbunny]

GRINDING ⌗ chris sturniolo

in which . . . you grind against chris bare <3

chris’ cock glided along your wet folds as your hips rolled back and forth—the tip catching against your clit every time you shifted forward.

your arms wrapped around his neck, one hand buried in his hair, gripping the locks tightly. “fuuuck sweetheart,” he groaned, head tipping back against the couch. his hands gripped your hips tighter—pressing you down harder.

you whined softly at the new pressure against your sensitive bundle of nerves, your body twitching slightly in his hold. “look at the mess you’re makin’, love,” he mutters, dragging one hand along your side to tangle into your hair, tipping your head down.

you could see the shine of your arousal coating his cock, and it does something to you.

you whimper, your hips starting to pick up the pace. something about seeing him covered in your arousal made your brain short-circuit—and all you could think about was how good his cock was making you feel.

your arms pulled him closer, hips moving frantically now as you chased the feeling of your orgasm that was approaching quicker than you’d like to admit.

“fuck—chris!” you cried, eyes rolling back as you tried to bury your face in the crook of his neck. he tsked, his hand tightening in your hair then, pulling just enough to make you look at him.

your face was flushed—eyes hooded and dark, a light sheen of sweat coating your body. “look at you—fuck, you look so pretty like this,” chris grunted, pulling your hair just a little harder.

the sensation shot through you, your hips stuttering as your grip on him tightened. “gonna—m’gonna cum!” you whined. chris moaned in response, his hips moving under you now, meeting your frantic movements. “yeah? c’mon then, make a mess allll over my fuckin’ cock baby,” and you did.

your rhythm faltered, hips stuttering as your legs began to shake. your body pressed flush against his—his hand loosening in your hair, allowing you to finally bury your face. “chris!” you squeaked, the knot in your stomach finally snapping.

both of chris’ hands were quick to find your hips again, fingers digging into the flesh as he guided your movements now. his thrusts sped up, his own body shaking. “ah fuckfuckfuck,” he hissed, his hips faltering seconds later before warm ropes of his cum spilled between your bodies.

your hips slowed, dragging yourself slowly through the mess—you gasped softly at the feeling. and for a moment neither of you said a word—your body now slumped against his as you tried to catch your breath. chris just held you there, his hands now sliding slowly up and down your back.

chris’ hips shifted slightly underneath you, pressing up into you again and you whined at the sensitive pressure. chris hushed you, one of his hands tangling into your hair again just to give it a slight tug. “such a messy girl—look at what you did to me.”

hello!! <3

[strnilolover]

new themeeee!! 🤎

[strnilolover]

my work schedule has opened a little more so i have a little more free time during the week and i’m hoping this new free time will help me find my motivation to write since i wont be working as much 😭

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Voting ended onMar 4

[memories]

Do not blame me for who I am. The doctor prescribed me 20 mL of #christopher sturniolo smut twice a day.

[strnilolover]

i love this thing tbh

[strnilolover]

what's step brother matt doing? (i miss him)

Tuesday 3:17 pm

currently matt and reader are home alone and he is buried between her thighs. she got too mouthy with him earlier, so he’s been giving her orgasm after orgasm and she’s now practically a puddle on the bed cause of how tired she is. and matt isn’t stopping anytime soon, tellin’ her “you wanted to run your mouth so much earlier, where’s that attitude now hm? can’t handle it can you baby?”

[strnilolover]

I was wondering if you was doing any more of stepbro Matt and Chris?

at some point yes!

i really want to get back into writing like i used to, but i’ve been very slow with it because of my mental health and writers block and how busy i am during the week since i work full time monday-friday every week 😭

[chrisssiren]

i just noticed how many more notes my matt fics usually get compared to my chris fics... you guys are all matt girls, you can't escape his sexiness

[strnilolover]

and i will forever be a matt girl 😩

[strnilolover]

sitting here stuck at work for 7 more hours doing nothing and i’m trying to write but literally can’t. i just wanna go homeee 😞

[strnilolover]

wdym i haven’t posted a fic since december??

[strnilolover]

gabby finally writing??? (don’t mind if it doesn’t flow together yet, i’ll fix it later lol)