requested by : @mattsturnioloisluvr ꨄ︎ WARNINGS : smut, public, unprotected sex, dirty talk, accidental streaming, p in v, dirty talk, interrupted, a bit silly <3
It starts quiet—just the two of you, caught in the hush that always follows a long stream. The room hums with low light and static air, the faint glow of the monitors soft against Matt’s flushed skin.
Outside the door, the house is still loud. You can hear Nick laughing, Chris yelling something half-intelligible, and the squeak of someone’s socks on hardwood. Muffled chaos.
But in here? It's just you and him. A world sealed off in low lamplight and the scent of warm electronics, cherry chapstick, and him.
Your leg brushes his as you shift on the edge of his gaming chair, and it sparks like flint against dry kindling. One glance. That’s all it takes.
You tilt your head. He licks his lips.
“Still feelin’ shy?” he murmurs, voice rough from hours of talking, but lower now. Private. It clings to you like a low-frequency pulse, thrumming between your thighs.
You shake your head slowly. “Not with you.”
And that’s all it takes for him to pull you into his lap like he’s been aching for an excuse.
The chair rocks beneath you, and your knees settle on either side of his hips. His hoodie rides up your back as his hands explore—fingertips tracing the curve of your spine like he’s drawing constellations on your skin.
“You drive me fucking crazy,” he breathes, mouth brushing yours. “You know that, right?”
You barely get a nod in before his lips crash into yours—hungry, open-mouthed, nothing careful about it. His tongue slides against yours like he’s trying to take more, deeper, all of you.
You grind down on him, chasing friction, and he groans into your mouth, his fingers bunching in your thighs.
Neither of you notices the faint red dot still glowing on the webcam.
Or the way the live chat’s moving again—confused at first. Curious.
Then wild.
Matt tugs your shirt over your head, exposes you without hesitation. His mouth is on your chest in seconds, sucking bruises into your skin like he wants them to be seen. Claimed.
“Fuck, baby…” he moans. “You’re so fuckin’ hot like this.”
Your shorts slide halfway down your thighs. His sweats pushed to his hips. Everything is messy. Uncoordinated. Rushed. But it fits. It fits because it's him.
When you reach between you to guide him inside, it’s desperate. Sloppy. Soaked. A gasp leaves your lips as he fills you, slow and thick, bottoming out with a groan so raw it shakes through you.
He hisses as you sink down on him, his hands gripping your ass hard, forcing you deeper. “God—feel so fuckin’ good. Gonna lose my mind.”
You ride him slow at first, dizzy with fullness, the stretch, the weight of him buried deep. But Matt’s not built for slow. His hips buck up hard, fucking you deeper, rougher.
The chair squeaks with every thrust. The mic’s still hot, still listening. So is the chat.
"wait—IS THIS STILL LIVE??"
"no way. no fucking way."
"GUYS THEY’RE FUCKING”
But the messages don’t reach you.
Matt pulls you in tighter, his mouth everywhere at once—your neck, your collarbone, the soft underside of your jaw. Your fingers tangle in his curls, your hips meeting every thrust with more desperation. You’re a mess above him, shaking and moaning, barely aware of anything except the way he fills you so perfectly.
The wet slap of skin against skin echoes in the background, timed with ragged breaths and the occasional curse he grits into your shoulder.
He slides a hand between you, thumb brushing over your clit in lazy circles. "Can feel you shaking, baby. You gonna cum for me already?"
You nod, whimpering, arching into his hand. "Don’t stop. Please, Matt… don’t stop."
He groans, his jaw clenched tight. "You’re clenching so hard around me, fuck… you’re gonna make me cum."
You nod into his hair, your voice shaky. "Want it. Want all of it."
His breath stutters, cock twitching inside you as he fights the edge. “Say it again.”
“Come inside me, Matt. Please.”
That shatters him.
He holds you down, grinding up into you deep and hard, and lets go with a rough moan against your throat. You feel it—hot, thick, spilling into you in waves. And that’s what pushes you over. You come with a cry, clutching him tightly, your body shaking around him, milking every last drop.
Your body folds into his like a final sigh, and you rest there in the stillness, chest to chest, hearts pounding in sync. A moment stretched in heat and breath and the echo of everything you just did.
The chat is exploding.
"OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD"
"IS THIS REAL???"
"CALL CHRIS. CALL NICK. CALL THE FBI."
"this is not happening. this is not happening."
"AI GETTING REAL CRAZY THESE DAYS."
None of it registers.
Until the door slams open without warning.
“Yo, Matt—did you leave the—”
Chris’s voice cuts off like a blade against bone.
You freeze. Matt freezes inside you.
There’s a beat of silence—horrified, thick, wet with sweat and disbelief.
Chris just stares, eyes wide. Then: “Bro. BRO. YOU’RE STILL LIVE.”
Matt jerks his head toward the screen—sees the red light. The open chat. The hundreds of comments flying by like a digital scream.
…fuck,” he mutters.
You’re still straddling him, shirtless, breathless, and absolutely wrecked.
Chris backs up slowly, hands in the air like he walked into a murder scene. “I didn’t see anything. I swear. Not a damn thing. Goodbye.”
The door slams shut.
Matt’s face is a mess of shock and lust, panting as he buries his face in your neck. “I’m gonna die,” he whispers. “I’m literally gonna fucking die.”
You try not to laugh, but it bubbles out anyway—still impaled on him, heartbeat racing, your body flushed and trembling.
He groans. “You’re laughing? Baby, the internet just saw my dick.”
You bury your face in his shoulder, still giggling helplessly.
“And your tits. And… everything,” he adds, voice cracking.
Somewhere, not too far off, Chris screams:
“TURN OFF THE FUCKING STREAM.”
Matt just sighs into your neck. “I’m never showing my face again.”
You lift your head, grin lazy and love-drunk. “Well... at least now they know how good you fuck.”
He groans again, dragging a hand down his face. “Kill me. Actually kill me.”
You kiss his cheek. “Too late. You’re already famous.”
It was late in the afternoon, and Jalen had just arrived home from the airport. For the past week he’s been away on a family trip, leaving his boyfriend, Nick, home alone. The two have been apart before due to their work schedules so it wasn’t unusual, but it was never easy. They were always eager to be with each other again. So eager, in fact, that this time, Jalen cut his trip short, catching the next flight back to LA. He was so excited to surprise Nick, he couldn't wait to see the look on the brunette’s face.
Hours later, Jalen stepped inside his home, and it was awfully quiet. He figured maybe Nick was still asleep, or possibly not even home. He kicked his shoes off, pushing them to the side and sat his bags down by the couch. Just as he was about to go on a manhunt for his boyfriend, he heard a faint noise coming from upstairs.
‘What the fuck?’ Jalen thought to himself, and then he heard it again, more clearly this time. It was the sound of moaning, and Jalen’s heart immediately dropped. Anger began to flood his body, the audacity of Nick to have another man in his house, in his bed, while he was away. Before he knew it, his feet were taking him towards the stairs, he was going to catch Nick in the act. However, the feeling of betrayal subsided when he made it halfway up the stairs, and heard his name falling from his lover's lips like a sweet symphony.
“Mm yes, Jalen, just like that,” Nick moans, and Jalen lets out a relieved sigh. Instantly regretting the idea that his boyfriend of two years was being unfaithful.
Once he reached the top of the stairs, he stood in front of the bedroom door, before slowly twisting the knob and pushing it open. Jalen peaked his head inside, and the sight before him made his heart race. Nick was sprawled out on their king sized bed, completely naked. His eyes were shut tight, and he was biting hard on his lip. His breathing labored as his chest rose and fell, his back slightly arching off of the bed. One of his hands was wrapped around his shaft, while the other was pumping a dildo in and out of his sopping hole—all 7 inches.
The sound of Nick’s soft whines, and the squelching of the dildo sliding in and out of him made Jalen’s dick twitch. He was mesmerized. Jalen stepped inside, quietly going over towards the bed to get a better look, not really wanting to interrupt Nick, but at the same time wanting to join in.
Nick removed his hand from his length then brought his knees to his chest, his toes curling as he worked the spot inside of him. “F-Fuck!” Nick whimpered softly, his brows creased as he imagined ungodly things his boyfriend could do to him. Jalen stifled a moan as he watched his lover unravel in front of him.
After a few minutes of observing Nick pleasuring himself, he started to feel the tightness in his jeans. He now needed his own release, so he decided to finally make his presence known.
“Peach?” Jalen finally spoke up, startling Nick so much he nearly fell off of the bed.
“JALEN!?” Nick says, shocked, while trying to cover himself with the blanket lying next him, pushing the pink silicone toy under the nearest pillow. His face and ears beet red from embarrassment.
Jalen chuckles as he sits down on the bed, “No no, don’t stop on my behalf,” he says, looking at Nick who was now avoiding eye contact.
Nick bit the inside of cheek, “Wha—what are you even doing here? I didn’t think you'd be back for a few more days.” He stutters.
Jalen shrugs, “Yeah, I left early. I missed you and wanted to surprise you,” he smiles sweetly.
“Yeah, I—uh—I missed you too,” Nick responds, shyly, chewing on his bottom lip.
“I can see that,” Jalen laughed, his eyes scanning over Nick’s flushed body. Taking in the sweat beaded on his milky skin, and the precum leaking from his swollen tip. Nick groaned under his breath, his face in the palms of his hand.
“Would you like some help with that?” Jalen asks, scooting closer to Nick on the bed while pulling the blanket off of him.
Nick’s head shot up, his heart rate increasing once again, “Yes, please,” he nodded rapidly.
Jalen gets up off of the bed, removing his clothes swiftly as Nick watches—impatiently—biting his bottom lip. The dread headed boy crawls back onto the bed, his tall frame hovering over the brunette. Nick wraps his arms around Jalen, quickly pulling him on top of himself, kissing him deeply.
The two share a kiss of longing, and it is filled with undeniable desire. Jalen pulls back after a few minutes, grabbing the bottle of lubricant Nick left out, squeezing a little out on his fingers. He spreads the slick substance along his stiff length, and before he can make his next move, Nick switches their positions, now straddling Jalen.
“Oh! Okay then.” Jalen chuckles, his large hands falling to Nick's waist.
Nick lifts his hips, reaching his hand back to line Jalen’s dick with his hole before carefully sliding down. They both let out a low moan, Jalen’s grip on Nick tightens as Nick begins to bounce up and down on his length. A delicious stretch that a simple toy could never satisfy.
“God, I missed this dick.” Nick whimpered, biting hard on his lower lip. What he was feeling only moments ago pales in comparison to the immense pleasure that Jalen gives him.
“Yeah? Show off for me.” Jalen encourages, licking his lips as he smacks Nick’s plush thighs.
Nick smirks, eager to give his man everything he’s got as goes on his tip toes. He lays his hands flat on Jalen’s chest for leverage before slamming down, bouncing at steady pace on Jalen’s dick. His velvet walls clench around him each time he rose up, the tight squeeze on Jalen’s tip making his toes curl.
Their moans and the sound of Nick’s thighs slapping against Jalen’s waist echoed around the room. Jalen groans at the sight of Nick perched on top of him, he was beautiful. His mouth agape and his head thrown back slightly as he moaned over and over.
“Mm my pretty boy, feels so good, don’t stop.” Jalen moaned, his hands roaming Nick’s body, loving the way his soft—and damp—skin feels underneath his fingertips.
Nick continued to ride Jalen with abandon, switching his position as he rolled his hips backwards and forwards. The headboard knocked against the wall from the force of his movements as he threw his hips in a circular motion. He was getting close, and Jalen knew it too.
The taller boy flipped them over abruptly, causing Nick to let out a small gasp as he now laid flat on his back. He pushed one of Nick’s legs back, hooking the other around his waist as he deepened his strokes. His head nuzzled in the crook of Nick’s neck as he moaned.
“This what you needed, baby?” Jalen whispered against his skin before kissing it. He slid his tongue out, licking from the shoulder to Nick’s neck before sucking hard on the flesh, blood rushing to the surface, creating a slight bruise.
“Fuck yes.” Nick moaned, tilting his head to give Jalen more access while his eyes rolled back.
Jalen’s hips rocked against Nick’s, creating that perfect rhythm they both loved. Nick’s manicured hands clutch the sheets as his orgasm draws closer, his back arching slightly off the bed as he moans louder.
“Want you to cum so hard for me. Wanna see your pretty little body shake just for me.” Jalen says, his lips brushing against Nick’s ear as he speaks. “Can you do that for me, hm?” he hums.
Nick nods eagerly, “Yes—yes, I—ohh fuck, I’m cumming.” He whined as he came over himself, his whole body trembling as thick white strings spurts onto his stomach and chest.
“Shit, baby.” Jalen quickens his pace, the feeling of Nick clenching around him bringing him to his own release. Jalen cums inside of him, filling him to brim, before collapsing.
They lay in silence for a few moments, catching their breaths. Jalen soon rolls off of Nick, and the brunette curls to his side, resting his head on Jalen’s chest.
“Not gonna lie, I thought you were up here cheating on me initially.” Jalen admits, his hand running gently up and down Nick’s spine.
Nick gasps, “What?! That’s crazy.”
“I was so relieved when I heard you scream my name.” Jalen laughs, shaking his head.
“Oh my god, Jalen!” Nick says, slapping Jalen’s chest lightly.
“Yeah, it was something like that.” Jalen says, now laughing harder.
Nick gasps again, pushing Jalen as best he could in their position, “SHUT UP!” he yelled before giggling. “I’d never cheat on you. Do you not realize what you’re working with? I’m not going anywhere.” Nick says proudly, laying his head back down on Jalen’s chest.
Jalen scoffs, rolling his eyes, “Oh, thank you. I just love being objectified.” He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“You’re welcome, honey!” Nick teases as he leans up, pecking Jalen softly on the lips.
They both break into laughter. The young couple laid in bed, talking about their different adventures while they were apart, enjoying being back in each other’s company—finally.
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a/n: felt like it was time for my monthly fic lmao. ngl i got kina hard writing this (i'm a girl). idk something about nick riding some dick just really hits the spot for me lmao. anyways, hope you enjoyed, i love youuuu! 💕
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the feeling his matts lips already scattering small kisses on your neck and shoulders had you waking up with a big smile on your face. you turn over to see him, wide awake, looking like a kid on christmas morning.
“what are you so happy for hm?” you ask, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. “oh you know why im happy baby, its your birthday day!” he says with smile, he wraps his arms around your waist and goes back to kissing along your neck.
you lie back and enjoy the feeling of him wrapped around, worshipping every single thing about you. he mutters out little praises saying how pretty you were and how you were made just for him. with sneaky hands he slips his fingers into the waistband of your shorts, quickly tugging them off.
not even saying anything yet, he starts to mouth at you through your panties, grinning while your hips start to twitch and your fingers tug at the roots of his hair. “m-matt no teasing please- fuck” you plead, his laugh sends vibrations through you — making the teasing even more unbearable.
“m’sorry sweet thing, y’just so pretty when you whine.” with that he pushes the soaked fabric aside and laps at your clit, his hands snake around your thighs and pull you in closer.
“so fuckin’ sweet baby, my birthday girl” you throw your head back in pure bliss, you continue to tug and pull at his hair. “m-matt sl- fuck slow down please” you beg, already teetering your orgasm so early. “y’close already sweetheart, i haven’t even started yet.” he chuckles before going back to slurping at your soaking cunt.
your back arches off the bed and you pull his face in closer to you and start to grind against his mouth. “thats it baby, use me, go ahead.” he says, his face is dripping of you — he couldn’t be happier. “m-m’so close matt please” your whines turn high pitch, and your hips are twitching with need. its all too much but it feels so good.
“cum f’me birthday girl, y’got it.” his lips twitch in a slight grin as he begins to lick you clean, enjoying every single of your orgasm. “s’good matt- please m’sensitive plea-“ you push at his forehead, trying to pry him off but he wouldn’t budge.
“let me enjoy for a second please, y’can do that right?” you weakly nod and lay back, the kisses on your thighs come to a stop. you look down to see him with wide eyes and a wet face.
“best birthday ever right sweet girl..?”
- avery’s note ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡-
for the birthday girl @mattsstarlet , SURPRISE!!
so sorry if it sounds rushed and theres typos DONT mention it
matt had never tried anything like this before—having you sit on the edge of the bed next to him while he was stripped bare and laid back on the plush sheets in front of you. sure he’s bottomed before, but this was…different.
when you had brought up the idea earlier to him—telling him how fun it would be if you made him cum untouched with just your voice coaxing him through it. he found it incredibly hot. but wasn’t sure if he actually could without being touched.
but now his chest was rising and falling like he’d just finished running a mile, not like he was just lying there with his cock twitching in the open air. his hands kept grabbing at the sheets, fisting them tight in his grasp, then letting go again like he didn’t know what to do with himself.
“baby.” you cooed from beside him, reaching a hand out and brushing the hair back from his forehead. “you look so worked up already. and i haven’t even laid a hand on you.” you found it amusing really—how hard he could get just from you staring at him like this.
“i know,” he whimpered. his voice already shaky and he wasn’t even sure why—maybe the anticipation of what you were going to do or what you were going to say to him. “i—i can’t help it. I just—” he cut himself off, rocking hips rocked upward once like his body was trying to get ahead of him, trying to reach something that wasn’t there. but caught himself and froze—you hadn’t told him to do anything yet and he didn’t want to disobey you at all.
your eyes couldn’t help but to drop to his cock—the tip red and angry, pre-cum beading and sliding down the side of him. the skin stretched tight and glistening. he was throbbing, the poor thing was basically begging for friction.
you leaned yourself over and pressed a slow, open-mouthed kiss to his shoulder. letting your lips linger for a few seconds before you pulled back and whispered to him. “poor thing. so hard it hurts, huh?” your tone wasn’t sweet at all. you were teasing—mocking him. but he didn’t care, he just nodded desperately. “it’s so much mama. feel like i—like i could cum just from thinking about you.”
you quirked a brow, a smirk spreading across your face. “oh, yeah?” you whispered, crawling just a little closer to kneel beside him now instead of the edge of the bed. you hovered over his trembling body, close enough, but not touching him.
“that’s how you’re gonna cum today baby remember? no hands,” you said, firmly. “no touching. just think about it. think about being inside me. warm and wet and tight—your favorite place to be right? c’mon imagine it, matty.” his breath hitched at your words. you could see it take hold of him instantly, his lips parting and lashes fluttering. his brain already jumping straight into whatever fantasy he started to think about.
you were silent for a few moments, just watching the way he became more flushed from his thoughts. but eventually you spoke again. “i want you to hump the air for me,” you murmured to him, the low tone in your voice making his hips jerk up. “just like that baby. imagine it’s my pussy wrapped around you yeah? how tight i’d squeeze you…how wet i’d be for you. how i’d moan your name while you fuck me.”
and his hips jerked again—this time he didn’t stop himself. the images flashing behind his eyes had his body buzzing. imagining you on top of him, your walls sucking him in deep as you used him to get yourself off. fuck—he wanted it so bad.
you moved yourself to sit back, propping yourself up beside him with your chin in your palm, watching him get lost in the fantasy.
“that’s it.” you praised—your tongue swiping along your lips as his body rolled up into the air. “good boy. fuck me, just like that sweet boy. even if I’m not touching you, it still feels real, doesn’t it?” he whined loudly, nodding just slightly, a gasp slipping from him.
his head fell back against the pillow, his curls sticking to his damp forehead. his hips continued to rock in a rhythm—slow, desperate thrusts up into nothing but the air. you could see the way his mind was racing with you—thinking about fucking you.
you found it adorable, watching how his tip was red and leaking even more now as he got off to just your voice and the dirty images he was creating in his head to it.
you hummed, your teeth biting your bottom lip. having him like this was turning you on, you could feel the dampness between your thighs. the way your panties we’re soaked and ruined just from this. “that’s my pussy, baby.” you then whispered, your voice a purr. “you feel me clenching around you? you slide in so easily don’t you?”
“f-fuck—yes, yes.” he gasped, his thighs starting to tremble as he continued to buck up into the air. you leaned closer to him, placing your lips right against him and whispering against the shell of his ear. “tell me how it feels, baby. tell me how my pussy feels around your cock.”
he choked on a breath, a small high pitched moan rising from his throat as his hips stuttered. “s’so good—s-so good mama. a-always so good, please..” he begging lightly, and he wasn’t sure what he was begging for. for you to touch him? to cum? it could be both.
you smile at him, reaching your hand down and ghosting your fingers near his cock, just to watch the way he flinched and tensed. like he was trying not to cum just from the simple act. “you wanna cum pretty boy?” you whispered, your lips still near his ear. you could hear how fast his breathing was, how close he was to snapping. but he knew to be good and wait.
and just as expected, he nodded frantically. “please—please mama. wanna so bad.” he begged now, your words seeping into his body and lighting it on fire. he was flushed, his cock throbbing and aching for the need to cum.
“all from humping the air?” you teased. “all from my words and your needy little cock. god you’re so desperate baby.” matt whimpered. his hands were gripping into the sheets so hard his knuckles were white. his stomach muscles were tight and twitching, his cock so red it almost looked painful.
you chuckled, leaning back and moving down to place a kiss to his chest. “you’re such a good boy for me matty. so pretty like this. making you cum just from talking to you.” you moved, placing another kiss on his chest, near one of his nipples. he whined, his back arching just slightly to push his chest closer to your mouth. but you pulled away.
“please mama—m’gonna—i’m—” but he couldn’t finish, his words broke into breathless moans as his thrusts started to get shorter and messier. his back arched more off the bed, his thighs straining as he chased the orgasm that you had been dangled in front of him with nothing but your voice.
you thought about teasing him longer—dragging it out and watching him struggle to hold it for you. but, you decided to take pity on your poor boy. deciding that he’s had enough and deserves a reward.
“c’mon then matty. cum for me baby.” you whispered, now shifting your body so your lips were brushing his cheek. “cum just from pretending to fuck me. show me how desperate you are to have my pussy wrapped around your cock.”
“o-oh—mama!—“ he moaned, and with a strangled cry, his whole body seized. his eyes rolling back as his cock twitched violently with a few more thrusts up into the air, spilling across his stomach—ropes of hot, white cum streaking up his skin, coating his navel.
you watched as he twitched—as more ropes of cum spilled across his skin. and you were going to leave him alone, let him recover. but you couldn’t wait. not with how pretty he looked right now.
so you leaned in, wrapped your hand around his still-pulsing cock—hot and slick and so, so sensitive—and started jerking him through it. your hand was slow at first, just milking every drop from the head of his cock as his moans cracked and turned to gasps.
but when your hand didn’t stop when he thought it would—he jolted like you’d electrocuted him. “n-no—wait—i can’t—s’too much—fuck—” he whined, trying to push your hand away from him. but you just kept going. “yes you can.” you purred, your eyes locked on the way his body twitched with every pump of your hand on his cock. “you’re gonna cum again for me, matty. one wasn’t enough.”
“f-fuckfuckfuck—oh my god—” was all he managed to get out with how sensitive everything felt. his hips bucking up into your hand but also wanting to retract. it hurt—but it hurt so good.
his cock throbbed violently in your grip. and you sped up—just a little. squeezing at the base before stroking up and twisting slightly at the tip—just how he liked it. and he tried to writhe away again, but his body was betraying him just like before. grinding up into your hand with his mouth hanging open.
you noticed the way his stomach began to tighten, how his cock twitched and throbbed in your hold told you he was close to cumming again. so you sped up more, squeezing just a little firmer, trying to drag it out of him. “that’s it, baby. let it out. make a mess for mama again. know you can.”
and that seems to do the trick. his voice broke into a raw, wrecked moan as he came again—even harder than the first time. his body shook as more cum spilled out in weak, twitching spurts, painting over the mess already on his stomach. he was crying out your name now, slurred and wrecked, hips bucking into your fist even though it hurt.
after a few more pumps, you slowed down, your fingers now stroking gently over the flushed head of him. his chest was heaving. beads of sweat lining along his temple and his thighs and body twitched uncontrollably. his cock was still twitching in your grasp—red and shiny with little beads of cum still spilling from his tip. he was completely ruined from both the orgasms you pulled out of him.
before you or him could think, you pulled your hand away and brought it up to you, looking at the mess he made across your skin before bringing it to your mouth and licking the cum off your knuckles with a soft groan. matt watched, his cock twitching at the sight. “oh, matty,” you whispered, looking at him softly. “you came twice for me. just from my voice and my hand. you’re so good for me baby. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything prettier.”
matt’s face flushed again at the praise—he could barely speak. his eyes were fluttering, mouth half open, face blissed out. you had worn him out, pulled all you could from him. and now it was time to take care of him.
“c’mere sweet boy, let’s get you cleaned up okay?” you said, gently helping him up so you could run him a bath.
a/n : this is hot and i saw a p!link one time of something like this but it was just a guy and no one else.
‘I ain't talkin’ money. I’m just physically obsessed, and I’m greedy.’
10:40 am
The young couple were in their bed, sleeping soundly. The sun rays peaking through the blinds, woke Jalen right away. He groaned, rubbing the sleep from his eyes while yawning. Nick was still sleeping rather peacefully in his arms, and Jalen leaned down, placing a soft kiss to Nick’s forehead. He gently tries to slide his body away from Nick, but he awakes instantly.
“Noo, five more minutes.” Nick groans, pulling Jalen back down to him, and Jalen chuckles.
“Nick–” Jalen says, trying to pry from Nick’s hold.
“No, J! Just a few more minutes.” Nick whines, throwing his leg over Jalen, locking him in place on the bed.
“Nick, I need matcha…” Jalen groans, his head falling back on the pillow.
“No, it can wait! You didn’t hold me all night.” Nick whines again, resting his head back on Jalen’s chest, his arm draped around Jalen’s torso.
“Peach, I’m deadass holding you right now. I was holding you when you woke up!” Jalen almost shouts, before rolling his eyes, not believing Nick’s behavior right now.
Nick pouts, “You just hate me, I get it.”
Jalen laughs, amused by his boyfriend’s childish antics. “Bro, do you want breakfast, or not?” Jalen asks, his brow raised.
Nick’s breath hitched, letting go of Jalen immediately, “Bye!” He says as he pushes Jalen, almost knocking him off the bed.
Jalen gets up, taking the pillow and tossing it at Nick’s face, “You’re such a brat.” He teases, smiling, while Nick giggles.
“And you love it!” Nick yells as Jalen walks out of the bedroom.
—
1:38 pm
‘Cinderella’ by Mac Miller was blasting from the bluetooth speaker the pair kept in the bathroom. Jalen was enjoying a hot shower, and some much needed alone time, or so he thought. That was until he heard the shower door creak open, and felt his boyfriend’s arms surrounding him.
“I didn’t know you were joining me.” Jalen says sweetly as he turns around in Nick’s arms to face him.
Nick shrugs, “Save water, right?” He says, grinning widely.
Jalen nods, “That is what they say.” He agrees while chuckling.
They take their time cleaning each other's bodies. Singing along to Jalen’s playlist, and stealing soft kisses. Jalen washes Nick’s hair, and he moans at the way Jalen’s fingertips scratch at his scalp. After getting clean, they hold each other in silence, letting the warm water relax them.
“I love you, J.” Nick says proudly, his arms wrapped around Jalen’s neck.
Jalen smiles, his heart thudding in chest, “I love you too, peach.” He says, leaning down to Nick a butterfly kiss.
The brunette catches Jalen’s lips with his own, kissing him deeply. Nick backs Jalen to the shower wall, not breaking the kiss, but intensifying it. They both whimper in each other's mouths as their lips smack together. Soft ‘mmm’s and small gasps escaping them in between.
Nick breaks the kiss, and his lips trail down Jalen’s chest to his abdomen. He then goes down on his knees, his hands laying flat on Jalen’s thighs, as he looks up at him with lustful eyes. Jalen looks down at him, biting his lip moments before his eyes roll back in ecstasy.
—
7:47 pm
It was dinner time, and the young couple were somewhat cooking together. Jalen was at the stove, stirring the sauce, while Nick sat perched on the counter behind him. Their shared playlist playing softly from the tv in the living room as background noise.
“Mmm, it smells sooo good.” Nick moaned softly under his breath.
Jalen chuckles, glancing back at Nick, “You could help, you know.”
Nick scoffs, “I am helping! Look at how cute I look.” He says, posing, waiting for Jalen to notice. Jalen turns around, shaking his head as he smiles at Nick.
“You’re unbelievably cute, baby.” Jalen says, turning back to the stove.
As Jalen continues to cook their dinner, Nick hops off the counter, going up behind Jalen. He wraps his arms around Jalen’s waist, pulling him close. His head rests barely at Jalen’s shoulder due to their height difference.
“Hi.” Nick whispers, and it sends a loving chill down Jalen’s spine.
“Hey.” Jalen whispers back, smiling.
Nick tightens his hold on Jalen, inhaling his warm scent as Jalen keeps cooking their meal. The two chat about different topics, with Nick wrapped around Jalen like a baby koala.
Jalen tries to take a step back, needing to get to the oven, but he couldn’t. “Babe, can you let go for a second, please?” Jalen asks politely.
“No, I don’t wanna,” Nick whines, burying his face in Jalen’s back.
“Peach, I need to put this in the oven.” Jalen says, chuckling.
“Okay, I’m not stopping you.” Nick says, matter of factly, peeking his head around Jalen’s shoulders to look at him.
Jalen sighs, “I can’t! I have to bend down to do that, and you’re quite literally attached to me.” He explains, looking over his shoulder at the brunette holding him hostage.
Nick smirks, “That’s never stopped you before,” He says, teasingly while grinding his hips against Jalen, and he gasps.
“Nicolas! Please—” Jalen pleads, and Nick groans.
“Fineee, you’re a big meanie.” Nick says as he pulls away from Jalen. His arms folded in annoyance, and a frown evident on his face, as Jalen finally gets the lasagna in the oven.
“And you're a big baby.” Jalen says before pecking Nick on his pouty lips.
—
12:50 am
Jalen was in the bedroom at the computer desk, playing Fortnite, with his friends online. His headset sits comfortably on his ears, as he yells obscenities at the screen. Nick comes up from downstairs, pouting. He goes over to Jalen, wiggling his way onto the dread head boy’s lap.
Jalen sighs deeply, “Nick—" He says, defeated.
“What? I miss you. Hold me.” Nick says, burying his head in the crook of Jalen’s neck.
“Guys, give me a minute,” Jalen says quickly into the headphones, before muting his mic. “Peach, we’ve been together all day, and I’ve been holding you all day.” Jalen says, trying his best not to sound irritated, but it didn’t fly.
Nick’s head shot up, his eyes sending daggers at Jalen, “Fine, just play your stupid fucking game then.” He scoffs, rolling his icy blue eyes as he moves to get up, but Jalen grabs him by his hips, stopping him.
“Wait—wait. C’mere, you can stay.” Jalen says, his tone much softer, and Nick sits back down. “Are you comfy?” Jalen asks, sending Nick a small smile.
Nick nods, “Mhmm,” He hums, his cheeks tinted pink as he blushes.
“Good!” Jalen says, “But you have to be quiet.” He demands, his voice low and stern, and Nick just nods in response.
Jalen kisses Nick’s forehead before turning his mic back on, “Alright, gang, I’m back!” He says, directing his attention back to the game. Nick snakes his arms around Jalen’s neck, careful not to knock off his headset. He then mindlessly scrolls his phone, holding it behind Jalen’s head.
After a while, Nick grew bored, and craved Jalen’s attention. He didn’t know why he was feeling so needy lately. All he knew was that he wanted Jalen’s affection, he couldn't get enough of it. As he sat quietly on Jalen’s lap, an idea crept its way into his mind, and he smirked.
“Nnngh yes, Jalen!” Nick moaned loudly, right by the mic.
“Nick stop!” Jalen yelled, but Nick kept going. “Ohh oh, yes, right there!” Nick moans again, this time, smacking his hand on the back of the chair.
“NICOLAS—” Jalen shouted, shutting off the mic, and logging off the game.
Nick giggles, while Jalen is furious. His chest rising and falling rapidly, and Nick begins to regret his decision when Jalen gets up, lifting him up and onto his shoulder.
“Sorry! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Nick apologizes profusely, mentally cursing himself for testing Jalen.
Jalen doesn't say a word as he tosses Nick down on the bed. Nick’s body bounces gently on the mattress due to the force. He sits up on his elbows, trying to apologize once more, but stops when Jalen starts pulling his sweats down. Nick tries to stifle a moan, but it catches in his throat.
Jalen climbs on the bed, his tall frame hovering over Nick, and he leans down to his ear before whispering, “If you’re gonna act like a whiny little brat, then I’m gonna treat you like one…”
‘You know that I’m greedy for love.’
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a/n: chattt, it’s my queen and life saver, ariana grande’s birthday today! so, of course, i had to put together a little something to honor her. i thought, what better way to do that than a blurb using one of her most underrated songs! i genuinely would not be here today without her. happy birthday, ariana! i hope you all enjoyed, i love youuu 💕
“Mm,” Nick whimpered as he stirred in his sleep. It was well in the early morning, and the couple were sleeping somewhat peacefully in their king sized bed.
The faint sound of a fan coming from the dimly lit tv screen, and Jalen’s light snore were all that could be heard before Nick stirred again.
“Mmph,” Nick whimpered once more. His arm draped across the tall boy’s torso, and his head resting comfortably on his bare chest.
His leg was thrown lazily over Jalen’s waist, positioned just above his crotch. This time, Jalen stirred, his hold on Nick tightened as he pulled him closer to his side, finding a more comfortable position.
“Fuck, J” Nick moaned under his breath, his eyes still shut, as he rolled his hips into Jalen’s side. His stiffened length poking at his boyfriend’s waist.
“The fu—,” Jalen mumbles, waking out of his sleep to see Nick lazily humping his side.
The brunette moaned softly over and over as his hips ground into Jalen’s waist. The dread head boy smirks when realizes—his boyfriend is having a wet dream.
Jalen sits up, carefully peeling himself away from him. Nick hums, rolling on to his back, still sound asleep. Jalen slides down, settling between Nick’s slightly parted legs. He presses his lips along Nick’s plush thighs, moving upwards towards his crotch. Nick whines, stirring again. Jalen gently slides off Nick’s briefs, his thick length smacking against his abdomen, precum already leaking on his milky skin.
Jalen leans down, his mouth hovering over Nick’s length before his tongue slides out. He licks from the base to the tip, and Nick groans softly under his breath, flinching slightly. Jalen’s tongue swirls around the tip of Nick's dick, and his hands instinctively grip at the sheets, as he writhes under Jalen.
“J–” Nick whimpers as his eyes flutter open slowly. Realizing the blissful sensations felt too real to just be a dream.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Jalen smirks before fully taking Nick into his mouth, his tongue already starting to circle the tip once more.
Nick’s head falls back onto the pillow with closed eyes, one of his hands running through his hair as the other rubs the sleep out of his eyes. He moans softly, voice still deep from sleep. Jalen hums softly, the vibrations running straight through Nick and making him buck his hips.
Jalen gently presses his hands against Nick’s upper thighs, keeping him in place, and keeping the pace slow. He takes Nick deep in his throat, making sure to flex the muscle as his tongue licks at the base. Spit begins to dribble down, leaking the base and towards his balls. Nick’s hole clenches at the feeling, basically begging to be filled and stretched to the brim—but he knew he had to wait.
The dread head boy had a knack for making him wait.
Jalen continues to keep his pace, slow and teasing, only redoubling his efforts by making it more sloppy, just how Nick likes it. His right hand travels downward, cupping Nick’s balls and beginning to fondle them. Nick whimpers softly, his breathing labored as his stomach clenches.
“J—Ohh my god—Fuck!” Jalen pulls off Nick, a thin string of saliva and precum attaching itself to his lips and the base of Nick's hips. Jalen's left hand wraps around him, starting to jerk him off, his thumb swiping over his tip.
“C’mon, peach, show me how your dream was gonna end.” Jalen encourages, his voice low as he watches Nick start to come undone.
Nick’s hips begin to buck softly, his body still somehow waking up despite chasing his impending orgasm. It happens quickly, thick and hot white ropes shoot out in spurts, covering Jalen's hand, and dripping off the side onto Nick's thigh.
Nick’s body shudders as his orgasm rushes through him, the sensation almost putting him back to sleep, but Jalen—as usual—had other plans.
In a swift motion, Jalen swipes his fingers through the heap of cum on Nick's thigh, and rubs the white liquid against Nick's hole, teasing the boy by only pushing the tip of his finger inside. He uses the rest of the cum to coat his own dick, groaning out at the feeling. The sticky sounds of it make him growl.
Nick braces himself as Jalen yanks him closer, his hands falling flat against Jalen’s chest. The two of them moan out as Jalen pushes himself inside, the stimulation for both of them being more than euphoric. Not wanting to rush the moment, Jalen slowly begins to buck his hips, dragging himself out at an agonizing pace, before thrusting back in deep. Nick can feel the air being knocked out of his lungs at each thrust, his jaw remaining slack as his hazy eyes focus on Jalen.
He looked like he was sculpted from the gods.
The sun casted a soft and warm glow into the bedroom, the light bouncing off of Jalen's body still covered in body oil, making him shine in a way that made Nick moan. It didn’t help that the sun also reflected off of Jalen's chain. The gold links adorned with the letter ‘N’ in the middle, as it dangled above Nick’s face with every thrust of Jalen’s hips, making Nick go feral.
He wraps his legs around Jalen, yanking him closer by his chain and slamming their lips together. Despite their teeth clashing and the roughness of the kiss, it wasn’t filled with hunger—it was filled with passion.
“Shit—God, you feel so good” Jalen groans out as he pulls away from the kiss, shoving his face in the crevice of Nick's neck. His fingers grasp at the headboard, his strokes only getting deeper and deeper as he rolls his body against Nick’s.
Nick's manicured nails dig into Jalen's back, his eyes rolling back as his boyfriend stimulates the right spot deep inside of him.
“J—Fuck-” Nick tries to speak, but it comes out as gibberish, his words slurring together, almost as if he was drunk. Jalen could feel Nick clenching around him, the crescents in his back proving that the brunette boy was close.
“This what you wanted? Hm? To be fucked like this?” Jalen asked, and Nick nods quickly in response, a small whimper escaping his throat. “C’mon, baby, be a good boy and finish your dream.” Jalen demands, his hips snapping against Nick’s as his dick presses his prostrate repeatedly.
Nick's eyes roll back for a final time as he reaches his second and last orgasm, the look on his face being enough for Jalen to reach his own. The young couple lay in each other's arms, panting harshly and trying to catch their breath as they came down from the euphoric start of their morning.
Jalen goes to pull out of Nick, but stops when Nick shoves his heels into his back. Knowing what he wants, he adjusts them carefully, pulling out of Nick briefly as he lays them down on their sides, before slowly pushing back in. He throws his arm around Nick, spooning him against his chest tightly.
The two of them begin to drift off to sleep once more, ignoring the tasks they know they had to do today, and choosing to bask in each other's comfort instead.
—
a/n: i dreamt about this, so of course i had to write it. bro, don’t ask me why i was dreaming about nick getting his cheeks clapped okay, i am just a silly girl. a very special shoutout to peaches @muwapsturniolo for all of her help and basically collaborating with me on this. i hope you enjoyed. i love youuuuu 💕
a/n: saurrr, i actually got this request a while ago, but the idea for it only just hit me today, so i apologize for the long wait. this is loosely based off my experiences with my nieces. first thing i’ve really been proud of in a minute. i thoroughly enjoyed this, i literally wrote it all the way through from beginning to end, purrr. i hope you like it. happy reading! ✩
The wailing sound of Aliyah’s cries bounced off the walls in the Sturniolo home. Nick swore his brothers could hear her from their respective houses down the block. Was she sick? Was she hungry? Was she tired? Whatever it is, she wasn’t having it, and everyone was going to know.
Nick was sitting on the couch, Aliyah pressed to his chest as he rocked her back and forth. He was trying his best to soothe his distressed daughter, but all his usual methods were failing.
“C’mon, bunny, what’s wrong?” Nick sighed as he rubbed her back.
He was just about to start humming a sweet lullaby when his phone rang. Looking down to see his husband calling from work. A faint ‘thank god’ falling from his lips as he picked up the phone.
“Hey.” Nick said breathlessly into the phone.
“Hey! How’s my girl?” His husband asks cheerfully, unaware of the absolute chaos going on in his home.
“Not good.” Nick starts, and the man on the line could hear his baby girl crying her heart out in the background.
“I don’t know what’s got her so upset. She’s been like this for hours. I’ve tried everything!” Nick huffed, and his husband could tell that he was at the point of exhaustion.
“Hm, she has been drooling more lately too, maybe she’s teething?” His husband questioned, and Nick's brows furrowed in confusion.
“Teething? At six months? Are you crazy??” Nick says in disbelief, shaking his head while he chuckles.
The man on the phone laughs, “Hey, my nephew got his first tooth at six months!” He defends.
Nick rolls his eyes, “He was also eating rocks and chalk sticks at the last family function. I’m sorry, but I don’t think he’s a good example.” He says, cradling Aliyah.
“Whatever. If she’s not hungry, or sleepy, then she must be uncomfortable from something.” Nick’s husband explains, “Actually, I think there’s a teething ring in the nursery somewhere. Put it in the freezer, and just see if she’ll take it later.” He suggests, trying to be as helpful as possible even though he wasn’t there.
Nick huffs, “Okay, we’ll see.”
“Alright. Well, I gotta go, babe, I have a meeting, but text me if you need to. Love you!” The man says, and Nick could tell he was beaming even through the phone.
Nick smiles softly, “Love you too, bye.” He says before ending the call, only to be left with Aliyah’s cries once again.
Nick sets Aliyah down on his knee, bouncing her as he takes a good look at her, “There’s no way you’re growing teeth already, I'm not buying that.”
Nick gets up from the couch, placing Aliyah on his hip as he makes his way upstairs into the nursery to find the teething ring. With Aliyah crying on his side, he used his free hand to dig through a bin filled with medical items, like syringes and thermometers until he found one. It was light pink, and resembled a mini mochi donut.
Nick frowned as he stared at it. “Does this look like something you’re into?” He looks over at his daughter propped securely on his hip, and she just cries harder in response. “Didn’t think so, c’mon.” He sighs as he trots back downstairs to the kitchen, putting the teething ring in the freezer.
Aliyah continued to fuss and whine for the next hour. Nick tried walking around with her, bouncing her gently on his shoulder. He even got out the stroller and pushed her through the house, but nothing was working.
“Okay, let’s try everything one more time for good measure, otherwise, I'm gonna have to call the storks or something, I don’t fucking know.” Nick says as he pulls Aliyah’s high chair from the corner, setting her inside of it, and she screams.
“I know, mama, I know. Just give me a minute.” Nick scurried to the pantry, grabbing a couple of her infant snacks, and a jar of baby food.
He placed them on the counter, grabbing a spoon from the drawer before carrying everything over to the kitchen table. He pulls the high chair with Aliyah in it to the table, and sits down, opening the first snack. He puts a few banana puffs on the high chair and she swipes them away, screaming once again. Nick nods, opening the next snack, only to be met with the same results.
“Alright, so you’re not a snack kinda girl, that’s fair. Let’s see if you’ll like this.” Nick says while he opens the jar of carrots, dipping the spoon into it, stirring it before scooping a decent amount. He points it towards Aliyah’s mouth, and she frowns. Her little hand reaches up and smacks his own away, sending the spoon and mushed carrots flying.
Nick’s jaw drops for a second, surprised by how strong she is, “Okay, so you don’t like carrots either. I can get behind that.” Nick chuckles as he bends down to clean the spilled carrots on the floor. Upon getting up, his head hits the underside of the high chair and he yelps.
“Oww! FUCK!” Nick screams, his hand flying to his head, rubbing it to ease the pain, and Aliyah giggles.
Nick glares playfully at her, "Of course, the moment you stop crying, it’s to laugh at me.” He laughs along with her.
“Dada,” Aliyah babbles. Her blue eyes are still wet, but they sparkle, and Nick smiles, his heart melting at his baby girl.
“Yeah, dada’s pretty funny, huh? It actually paid for this house.” Nick jokes, whispering the last part.
For the next few minutes, Aliyah continued to giggle while Nick made silly faces, and played peek-a-boo.
“Hi, pretty girl!” Nick laughed with her until suddenly, her smile faded, turning into a frown.
“Oh…oh no no no. We were doing so good, plea-“
Aliyah began sobbing before he could even finish his sentence, her head thrown back, and little tears streaming down her face.
Nick sighed deeply, sitting back in the chair, defeated. He wondered if he should just join her. After the day he’s had, he wanted to cry too. He wiped her tears while cooing at her, trying to get her to calm down when he noticed something on her gums.
As Aliyah cried with her mouth wide open, he saw a speck of white peeking out of her gum. Nick’s eyes squinted as he tried to get a better look in between her screams.
“There’s no fucking way…” Nick whispered.
He looked again, putting his index finger on her gum where the speck is, and it was sharp to the touch. Nick’s breath hitched, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. A tooth coming in, right in the front.
“Holy shit…He was right.” Nick says, before quickly getting up, shuffling towards the freezer and grabbing the now frozen teething ring. He takes it to the sink, running it under warm water so it won’t be too cold for her.
“I think this might help.” Nick says to her as he places the cool ring in her mouth, right on her gum, and she grabs it, holding onto it. Aliyah’s cries subside as she bites and bites on the teething ring.
“Oh my god, it’s workinggg!” Nick squealed, picking her up from the high chair and walking back into the living room, where he plops down on the couch.
Aliyah is finally content and quiet as she sits on his lap while biting on her teether. Nick grabs the remote, turning on Bluey, and they sit and watch together.
Hours later, Nick’s husband arrives home, and the sight before him makes him smile widely. Nick was laid out on the couch, a light snore falling from his lips, while Aliyah was nuzzled safely in his arms. The tall man shook his head, before grabbing a blanket from the basket in the corner, laying it over them.
He leans down and presses a soft kiss to Nick’s forehead before whispering:
“Seventeen years, and six months to go.”
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a/n: lowkey wanna name nick’s husband, cause trying to not say that over and over made me wanna pull my damn hair out lmao. what y’all think? 🤔
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Matt blurb - "Fuck me, I don't care where"
content warnings : pure smut, shower sex, slightly rough!matt
english is not my first language!!
"Fuckin' hell— That's it, baby–"
Even through the sound of the shower, Matt's groans and panted breaths filled your ears as he fucked you up against the shower wall. Your palms pressed firmly against the slippery wall, holding yourself up the best you could as he pounded into you from behind.
"This pussy's so fuckin' wet, and it ain't just from the shower, huh?" He teased into your ear before his teeth nipped at your earlobe, a whiny moan falling from your lips.
"F–fuck matt—" You gasped out as his hands gripped your hips tighter, the sound of your ass hitting back against his hips echoing within the tiled shower as he fucked you like a damn rabbit in rut.
It'd been a rough day for him, meetings back to back that had him drained the moment he stepped into the house. And being the perfect girlfriend you are, you'd made him a perfect dinner, made sure he was comfortable, and even asked if he wanted to join your shower to help wash all that tension out of his tight muscles.
Needless to say, it didn't take long for his hands to wander over your soapy body under the spray of the shower, his cock needy as he ground against your ass, and who were you to turn down your hardworking boyfriend?
"My dick that good baby?" Matt cooed, pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses against the skin of your neck, biting at your shoulder that was already starting to sport hickies from just a few moments prior.
"Yesss," You whined out.
"Making that pretty little head go dumb? Yeah?"
"Mmf- yesss–"
He lifted himself up, biting his bottom lip between his teeth as he picked up pace, fucking into you even harder now as pleasured grunts left him and cried out moan spilled from you. "That's fuckin' right, baby, take this dick–"
The harder he fucked you, the closer you felt to that mind-blowing high, your legs starting to shake as it became harder to keep yourself up, your hands practically clawing at the wall to steady yourself, your cheek pressed against the cold tiles.
"M-matt– 'm gonna– gonna cum–!" You babbled out, eyes rolling back as he found that spot inside you that had you seeing stars, your soft, pink lips parted in a silence moan as he practically growled, his cock twitching within your pillowy cunt.
"That's it baby, cum f'me, cum all over this fuckin' dick," He encouraged you, and it was just the push you needed as you felt that knot within you snap, white waves flashing over you as your body trembled, an orgasm hitting you so hard that you'd hardly realized Matt was cumming right with you, your sweet cunt milking him for all his worth.
The both of you panted together, pressed up against the shower tiles as water washed over the both of your tired and spent bodies, before you felt Matt pepper soft kisses along your shoulder and neck, murmuring against your skin and weak, breathy giggles left your lips.
"You're so fuckin' perfect... I love you so much, baby.."
Lana's thoughts . . . rough matt in the shower is just what i need right now, thank you anon 😋!!
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