˖ ࣪ . ࿐✶ BRAT TAMER!MATT WOULD MUCH RATHER EAT YOU INSTEAD OF HIS BIRTHDAY CAKE . . .
⤷ contains smut, cunnilingus, no actual sex, dirty talk, body worship, clit stimulation, use of pet names, overstimulation, fingering, degradation.
⤷ 𝔀ritten by @/delilahsturniolo. do not copy, steal, or modify my works. if you are taking any inspiration from this, please ask me first before posting and credit me in your description. happy reading! :)
lowk not proofread because it’s 2 am and i’m tired
matt has always been obsessed with the way you taste—he always described it as sweet, something he could savor forever without getting tired of it one bit. but today in particular, you didn’t think he’d prefer your pussy over sweet vanilla frosting.
because to matt, they would be equivalent—that was, if he didn’t believe you tasted sweeter.
your breath hitched as matt kneeled between your legs, slowly beginning to peel your soaked panties down to your ankles. you were laid on your back on the couch, heart racing from the anticipation of what would come next.
his head dipped down between your legs, planting open-mouthed kisses your inner thighs, you gasped lightly as his mouth inched closer and closer to your core.
matt’s mouth nearly watered at the sight of how soaked you were for him. “fuck,” he groaned, fingers moving to spread you open further. “so wet…all this just for me, baby?” matt hummed.
you nodded in response although he couldn’t really see it. “yeah…only for you—” your words were cut off by matt’s tongue licking your clit, slowly beginning to circle and suck on your bundle of nerves. your back arched against the cushion of the couch, your mouth slightly ajar at the sudden pleasure that bursted through you.
it felt like matt was completely lost in your pussy—because he was. the movements of his mouth only quickened, his tongue lapping desperately at your wetness, then plunging inside of you briefly.
you gasped, feeling matt push one of his fingers inside of you while he sucked on your clit, breathing heavily onto your pussy, thrusting his finger inside and out of you.
“oh shit,” matt exhaled, pulling away briefly as he watched his finger move in and out of you, adding a second finger as well. “you like this, huh? you like me fucking you with my mouth, yeah? such a dirty girl…” matt chuckled, before withdrawing his fingers from you. you whined at the loss of contact, but the disappointment didn’t last long as his mouth landed on your core again—this time he was moving more desperately than before, if that was even possible.
he moaned into your pussy—which took you by surprise, as he tilted his head for deeper access, tongue flicking up and down against your aching clit. you bucked your hips against his mouth for more friction, but you immediately felt matt push your hips back down firmly, holding you securely in place as he continued devouring you like there was no tomorrow.
“oh—oh my fucking god matt!” a mix between a breathy moan and gasp slipped past your lips as your chest rose and fell at a much more accelerated rate than before, you could even feel the vibration of matt’s constant groans against your cunt, only adding to the pleasure.
“taste so fuckin’ sweet…could eat you all day…” matt murmured, his voice muffled between your thighs. you could feel yourself getting close, your legs beginning to tremble from the intensity of his movements.
“matt i’m—m’gonna cum!” you could barely even get the words out, but your orgasm crashed over you with one last flick of matts tongue, he licked up every drop of your release, his mouth not halting at all—he was still going. matt kissed your clit gently, hands still on your hips. you were in the middle of catching your breath when matt spoke again.
“mmmmm….still don’t think i’m done tasting you yet, sweetheart. be a good girl and let me finish up here, mkay?” matt smirked, knowing that this was just the beginning—as he immediately lowered himself back between your legs, pulling you closer, all while his actual birthday cake was sitting on the counter, completely abandoned.
WANNA RIDE ™ 𝒞hris 𝒮turniolo ֹ⠀⠀✶ 𝕊yn : you and chris have been best friends for so long but after you see a specific photo of him , you go to sleep having a wet dream about him.
you entered your keys , opening the door into your comfy home , after a long day of running errands with your best friend chris. you and chris grew up as neighbors back in boston and from then nothing ever was able to pull you apart . through highschool and even when you wanted to go to college , your plans for the future to become a heart surgeon. you never did it , and with that everything aligned with chris , you worked together and he never left your side. chris was beside you , growing with his brothers , the fame , youtube and all that came with it , it never changed what you had.
and in such you had a quick shower,cleaning up for the days work, relaxing your body and cleaning it , choosing some cute pjs and getting into your bed. you scrolled though your instagram seeing a glimpse of chris’s new story , and god he looked good. too good .
clean shaved perfect soft skin , his jaw line so sharpened and his glasses on his head slicking back his hair just the way you like it , flannel one which you made fun of him knowing chris likes to steal them from matt.
you shut down your phone pressing on the like button with notbing to think about till you went into this deep REM. sleep , your head was springing with chris’s face , you felt how he touched you , his face between your legs , the way his tongue would dart out licking your sweet pussy all up.
his nose nudging up to tease you , your hands curling up tight ting your grip “ fuck chris” you whimpers , the older boy would lean back kissing your inner thighs “ that’s it baby ride my face” he’s praise you , as soon as he pushes his head back , you start to ride his mouth , he keeps munches , twirling his tounge around your eager sensitive buds .
he feels your oozing out your cream all over him, your can feel chris smiling cockily as he keeps moving around your pulse point urging another orgasm from you “ too much chris-“ you whimpers trying to push his head from between your thighs , chris squeezes around your thighs “ take it ma” he whispers as he winks from below you can see him on a eye level as you throw your head back , his fingers stroking your thighs moving up and down as she pushes his face deeper , your hips moving faster and faster increasing the undeniable pleasure growing ..
you reach your climax before you wake up between your thighs all wet , trembling you were sweating your ass off ,” fuck what the fuck” you groan rubbing you temple as you try to adjust to what the fuck was that? , you just had a wet dream about your own best friend? .
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