“ we fuckin’ raw then you my bitch, no discussion “
pairing: ex situationship!matt & “ darlin “ aka ex situationship!reader
warnings: unprotected smut. riding. choking. degradation. name calling (?) [ slut, darlin, bitch ]. open ending :).
it had started with a simple question.
“what am i to you? like i’m genuinely curious, i’m not trying to start an argument for once.” you hum, cocking your head to side as you laid in his bed, the comforter coming up just enough to cover majority of your chest, leaving a little room to tease matt’s imagination.
“if we’re fucking raw then you’re my bitch. end of discussion.” he mumbles back, tucking a partially lit cigarette between his lips as he pulls his boxers up his legs and disappears into the kitchen.
despite never once labelling your situation with matt, nor ever wanting to, you couldn’t help but feel slightly turned on him absentmindedly labelling your presence in his bedroom, even if it was degrading.
you quickly follow after him, picking a random t-shirt off the floor and tugging it over your head as you step into the hallway. you find him sitting with his back against the couch cushions and his legs completely spread. for a moment you just watch him, the cherry of his smoke burning a glowing red in the dim lighting, his hair messy and curling slightly at the nape of his neck, and his chain shining against his pale skin.
“you look like you want somethin’.” he grumbles, not bothering to look your way as he butts out the cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table, and you chuckle to yourself as you step toward him, the collar of his oversized shirt slipping off your shoulder slightly.
“yeah, you.” you rasp, perching yourself in his lap, your thighs on either side of his as your arms wrap around his neck.
“jesus christ already? darlin’, we just finished. that not enough f’ya?” the primal urge and desire that built up inside him at the sight of you in his lap, in his shirt, made his words slur together. he may have came inside you an hour ago, but he was ready to go again. the sight of you so desperate for him, did something to not only his body, but his ego.
the feeling of you rocking back and forth against his lap, like you can’t get what you want quick, has his hand flying to your hips, so you so tightly, you’re sure to bruise, almost as if he’s leaving bruising behind as to claim you. in some twisted way.
“fuck matt.” you whimper, you core burning with every touch, the sting of distant overstimulation made everything feel like so much more, and it felt so good.
“you’re such a needy little thing arent ya?” he nearly growls when your clothed cunt ruts against the head of his cock, the layers of fabric between you two catching perfectly, making you whine in response, almost too fucked out already to give a coherent answer.
“you turn into such a brainless slut when you’re needy, i love it.”
lost in the haze of pleasure, you overlook the fact that matt admitted to loving something about you, but somewhere deep in your mind, there are warning sirens screaming at you to make a mental note, but instead you do the opposite and feed into it. all that’s heard a few seconds later is a breathlessly whimpered confession, words slurring and drunk on the feeling of being so close to climax but yet so far at the same time.
“only for you.”
the way you whispered it, made it feel as if it was so much more than it actually was. it felt and sounded like you were surrendering yourself to him completely, and maybe somewhere along the line between each grind of your hips and every flex of his fingers, you were. you were giving yourself up to something that only he brought forth, to a feeling that you couldn’t find anywhere, not that you were looking all that hard.
somewhere in between your desperate attempt at dry humping to tease him started and the mindless sweet nothings that were shared, the two of you shred your clothes, and now you were fully bare from the waist down as he began to drag the thick, pulsating head of his cock between your folds, catching your clit every time he moved forward, and you were desperate to feel him stretch your walls completely.
“please matt.”
“please what darlin? you want me inside you? you want me to fuck you so deep you’ll feel me right here?” he hums, his voice no longer weak with barely contained primal need, but rather thick with arrogance and feigned sincerity as he presses on your lower abdomen, making you arch into his touch as he finally begins to push his cock between your folds. his hands gravitate back to your hips, pushing you down on his length as your thighs burn and scream, threatening to give out at the sudden pressure.
“fuck darlin, y’so tight. i’ll never get used to the way you sick me in.” he nearly gasps, thrusting his hips upward, making you taking the rest of him, sheathing his cock completely inside you, your warm walls fluttering around him with every twitch.
“so big.” you babble, your brain feels like it’s melting the longer he sits inside you without moving, and you can’t help yourself as you begin to rock your hips, pushing yourself up before slowly sinking back down. and you continue like this until your thighs are trembling around his own. his hands slide up your body before settling around your throat. his palm heavy, hot, and grounding as your eyes meet his.
“y’gonna look at me while you take my cock like the greedy girl you are, hm?”
the way he speaks as you continue riding him has you realizing that you won’t be done until he breaks and splits you open completely, and even then, it’s never over.
inside ex situationship!matt & ex situationship!reader aka darlin’s shared digital camera
in which we delve into the stories behind each picture on their camera, some secretive and dirty, others simple and clean, and some are in between and just the tiniest bit flirty.
i know the title says darlin and matt’s shared camera, but everyone in their friend group has access to the camera, however there is one rule, no one is allowed to scroll through the pictures until the card is full or darlin and matt have uploaded their nudes and dirty pics to their separate drive.
as always, credits for line cook!chris and server!reader aka sugar belong to @sturncoast. please check out her amazing work linked below.
@sturncoast’s work!
picture one: matt had taken this while in vegas and immediately uploaded it to their shared photo hard drive of all the pictures they take on the camera, and while this one had been posted publicly, the pictures that followed weren’t. the next slew of pictures consisted of close up and blurry shots of his cock, angry, red and shiny with precum, which led to an intense phone sex session with darlin.
picture two: this picture was taken by darlin, she and matt were staying in a hotel in new york and wanted something to commemorate the trip that was safe to post online. however what happened in this picture was nothing short of filthy, they filmed their fourth sextape that night, it started with a slightly blurry side shot of darlin sprawled across the middle of the bed, back arched, matt’s arms wrapped tightly around her thighs, all while he ate her out like a man starved.
picture three: this again, was taken by darlin. she, matt, chris, and sugar had all taken a trip to hawaii while nick was on a getaway with his boyfriend. chris and sugar were drinking down by the beach when matt and darlin snuck back up to the room, she had taken this moments before matt pinned her against the wall and fucked her like her life depended on it.
picture four: this was taken by sugar. the group was stumbling through the streets of boston, tipsy from their drinks at dinner, and while darlin was talking with some girl from college that she had bumped into, sugar couldn’t help but notice how matt’s eyes never left darlin, even if he was cold and the tiniest bit annoyed with her.
picture five: during the group’s monthly game where the one person from the group will either make a bet or dare someone to do something or they have to pay the price of drinking what their opponent chooses for the rest of the night while bar hopping, matt had told darlin to flirt with the older men playing pool and attempt to steal their eight ball and dip before they notice. after a gruelling twenty minutes of charming her way into the older men’s vicinity, she managed to snatch the eight ball, boasting proudly to the camera before picking tequila shots, budlight, and the sugariest drinks on the menus for matt to drink for the rest of the night.
picture six: matt had captured this moment of sugar, darlin, and darlin’s friend while stumbling home, far too drunk to take a half decent snapshot. this picture is one that holds a special place in matt’s mind and heart, whether he’ll admit it or not. it was the moment that he began see darlin as something more than his fuck buddy or his situationship, in that moment, where she threw her head back laughing at something sugar said, he started to see darlin as someone important to him, someone who is more than just a body to keep him warm.
picture seven: the group had just finished a movie night when they all wanted ice cream, and chris being the cook he is, insisted on taking not only his girlfriend, but his best friend & brother out for the best ice cream known to mankind. sugar had, once again, taken a pic when matt noticed that darlin had wandered off and watched as she looked in the window of some small little antique shop. chris noticed darlin ripping her vape in between bites of ice cream and couldn’t help but be disgusted at the fact that she was “ruining the integrity of the ice cream.”
picture eight: darlin insists that she and matt weren’t on a date whenever someone mentions just how intimate the setting of this photo appears. the real story behind the picture doesn’t really do much to provide concrete evidence that they don’t have feelings for each other. darlin had wanted to try a new italian restaurant that had popped up not too far from her apartment complex and when she mentioned it, matt offered to go with her. when she laughed about how “date-like” the night felt, the picture above was matt’s response.
picture nine: this picture was taken by sugar, the group was out for lunch on one final outing before the holidays and family festivities or traditions began. darlin had just told the group that her and jayden were still messing around, and sugar had captured the exact moment darlin’s words registered in matt’s head. sugar and darlin find it hilarious, and matt keeps trying to delete it.
gif by @hotelstares [ i just added a black n white filter ] gif post here!
synopsis: in which matt and darlin meet at a party after their recent conversation. tension’s running high, but it’s not the good kind of tension.
pairing: ex situationship!matt x ex situationship!reader
warnings & disclaimers: angst (?), jealous!matt, drinking, smoking, swearing, implications of hooking up, ava brown, the forehead kiss tactic, matt lowkey slutshames darlin [ matt is a major red flag btw ].
matt’s hands are twitching. his jaw is set, tense, and ticking every few seconds from how tightly he’s clenching it. he’s not entirely sure what’s pissing him off more, the audacity you had or the fact that you’ve got a new man to destroy.
part of him knows you’re not going to burn that man’s life to the ground, but another part of him truly believes you will. because according to matt, that’s all you do. you come into people’s lives, take what you want and then set everything on fire. he sees you as some twisted hurricane, tearing apart everything in your path and leaving people to clean up your wreckage.
there’s a voice in the back of his mind that knows he’s angry and that’s why he’s thinking the way he is. the voice is chastising him for speaking of you in such a nasty way, but he ignores it.
he couldn’t fathom the nerve you had to stoop so low, was it just to prove a point or was it to get under his skin? he didn’t know and he didn’t care. or at least, he thought he didn’t until he saw you walk into the bar, jayden’s arm around your shoulders and you’re smiling with your cheek pressed against him like you belong there. under his arm, with him.
not with matt.
ava’s pressed against matt’s front as they sit at the bar, and you can see ava in your peripherals, trying to catch your attention so she can look at you say “you jealous about it?”, like she’s won the lottery of men, but you just silently chuckle to yourself. if she thinks that matt is truly some great prize, she’s in for a rude awakening.
sure, you enjoy his presence in your bed, and the thrill of chasing one another, but you don’t enjoy his freakish need to control your behaviour, his possessiveness, or his arrogance. with jayden, there’s a mutual understanding that whatever is exists between the two of you, it’s just for fun and it’s not serious.
“hey i’m gonna go for a smoke with sugar, i’ll be back in like fifteen minutes.” you yell over the music, and jayden nods, pressing a kiss to your forehead and pats your ass.
you’re walking through the crowd, digging in your purse for your light when someone grabs your arm, and you can tell who it is by the heat in their touch. with a roll of your eyes you pull your arm away and glare at matt.
“don’t touch me.” you spit, walking away from him as you pluck your lighter from the bottom of your bag along with your pack of smokes.
“can we talk?” he pleads, his voice exhausted, although the look on his face tells you differently.
“no.” you laugh, but there was no humour to it, you push the door open and immediately spot chris and sugar. matt’s about to follow you until he spots chris and sugar, and if sugar’s stare could kill, matt would be six feet under right now.
sugar knows there’s nothing serious to yours and matt’s situation, but she still doesn’t appreciate the way he treats you when another guy is involved with you, especially if matt’s entertaining another girl. matt scoffs and turns around, hastily ripping open the door and letting it shut without another word.
“the fuck’s that about?” chris huffs, helping sugar block your lighter’s flame from the wind as you struggle to light your smoke.
“he wants to talk now. even though he was perfectly content letting me end shit. i don’t know why he’s trying to come crawling back when we’re not even together, like together-together you know?” you ramble, and sugar nods, completely understanding where you’re coming from.
“it’s not fair to you, because yes, there’s no feelings involved, but it’s not fair to constantly reinforce the fact that it’s just sex for the both of you when you’re “together” but then get mad if you wanna get it from someone else when you’re not. i think the way he’s acting is sort of manipulative.” sugar hums, using her hand to mimic quotation marks when she says together, you and nod enthusiastically as you take a drag.
“exactly! like god forbid i want freedom in a no-strings-attached relationship.” you groan, and out of the corner of your eye, you see matt step outside. you make quick work of crushing your smoke before taking sugar’s hand, pulling her inside with you, leaving chris and matt alone.
“you’re an arrogant asshole, y’know that?” chris mumbles, tossing the butt of his cigarette that he crushed against the bar’s brick wall into the outdoor ashtray beside him.
“the fuck was that for?” matt pushed, a cocky glint forming in his stare as he watches his brother walk toward him.
“just that y’got a lot of nerve bashing her for getting with some guy as if you hadn’t slept with numerous girls while you were with darlin this time around.”
“so what chris, are you forgetting that you slept with her before sugar came around?”
“does darlin know about the other girls? about the fact that you and her best friend fucked again?” he spits, watching as matt laughs to himself.
“does sugar know?”
“yes, but i don’t think darlin knows about lindsey. maybe i’ll have to tell her myself.” chris smirks as the colour drains from matt’s face.
“she doesn’t need to know. we’re not together, so it shouldn’t matter who else i sleep with.”
“funny, you understand that rule for yourself but somehow that doesn’t apply to darlin, pretty shitty if you ask me.” chris steps inside without letting matt say another word.
and as matt finishes his smoke, he pulls out his phone, quickly typing out a half assed apology to you, and as he’s about to hit send, he realizes the arrow has turned green, and that sets him off completely.
tossing his still lit smoke on the ground, he yanks the door open and storms his way over to where you’re is standing with jayden. you turn for a split second and sees matt’s face, and groan in preparation.
“why the fuck did you block me?” he spits over the music, and you physically recoil from the venom in his tone.
“matt give it up already! ava is literally right there.”
“i don’t give a shit about her, but i do give a shit about why you blocked me. you really think this guy wants to deal with this? the constant blocking every time you don’t get your way?”
“every time i don’t get my way? matt i didn’t even want anything, you started this shit by posting up with ava, i just returned your energy and you got mad when i wasn’t gonna let you walk all over me and hold me to some sick double standard. all there to us is this back and forth shit and god, it’s exhausting and embarrassing! i blocked you because i’m tired of it, i wanna be able to be with someone casually and not have it turn into a war.”
“really darlin? do you really think jayden’s gonna stick around when he sees what you’re truly like? when he sees how much a whore you can be?“ matt seethes, and for the first time, his words get to you and you’re about to retaliate when jayden pushes in front of you.
“hey man, back off. you came here with my sister, go bother her.” jayden cuts in, a proud smirk on his face as he sees matt trying to restrain himself. matt wants to throw his fast into jayden’s jaw, but he knows that’ll only push you further away, and while he’s mad at you, he doesn’t want you to be completely gone, so he leaves, not bothering to spare ava a goodbye, and you feel a sense of pity for the girl. you feel bad that matt’s embarrassed her like this but you don’t act on it. if she wants to be with matt, in whatever context that may be, she has to learn his behaviour the hard way.
after a while, your little group leaves the bar, ava in tow, and you actually find yourself liking her a little bit. but everyone’s splitting and going their separate ways for the night, so you kiss jayden goodbye and call yourself an uber, and before you can stop yourself, you’re giving the driver the address of matt’s apartment complex.
with unsteady knees, either from the alcohol or the crushing weight of messing around with matt, you climb out and make your way up the stairs. with a raised fist, you knock on door number four, watching as the poorly nailed number shakes with each knock. and when matt opens the door, he looks at you like he expected this.
“god you piss me off, but i’m kind of tipsy and for whatever reason, all i can think about is you.” you mutter, pushing your way into his apartment.
“jayden know you’re here?” matt rasps, pulling you against with a hand on the back of your neck, fingers twisting into your hair.
“no.” you whisper, tilting your head back as he tightens his fingers in your hair.
“good, let’s keep it that way, turn off your location.” he orders, his lips ghosting over yours before you grab your phone, turning off your location sharing on all platforms, giggling as sugar sends a text reading “really darlin?” after she received the notification that you stopped sharing your location with her, and sugar knew that meant only one thing.
matt grabs your phone, tossing it onto the couch before tugging you back into him, his lips pressing against yours hard, fast, and with a vehemence that made your head spin more than the tequila in your system.
“you’re gonna regret this.” he whispers as he pulls away, his thumb running along your bottom lip, severing the string of spit connecting your mouths.
“probably but i don’t care.”
STARS CORNER i wonder what ava and jayden are gonna think
welcome to my list of alternative universes, which you will commonly see my refer to as “ au’s “ !
SOLAR SYSTEM [ au’s with designated plots, characters, & introductions ]
NEPTUNE: IM A LOSER BABY, SO WHY DONT YOU KILL ME AU
loser!chris sturniolo & mean girl!reader
⤷ he’s been in love with her forever, she doesn’t give two shits about him unless they’re having sex or he’s selling her next fix. but when her life begins to crumble around her and she starts to drag him down with her, she realizes that she truly does care and needs to let go of him until she can fix herself.
SATURN: I MISS YOU, COME HERE AU
ex boyfriend!chris sturniolo & “ sweetheart “ aka ex girlfriend!reader
⤷ they had quite literally ran into one another on her first day of university. he was all flashy smiles and soft charm, she was timid glances and words dying in her throat, and yet she stole his heart. despite her being apprehensive due to him being your typical frat-boy the two fell in love, and they were solid. until they weren’t. but her last year of school places them both in a complicated situation, and their feelings only make it worse.
VENUS: I DONT FUCK WITH YOU AU
ex situationship!matt sturniolo & “ darlin “ aka ex situationship!reader
⤷ the arguments between them are loud. the air between them is charged, tense, and thick. the sex? ten times worse. they can’t stand each other but their sexual chemistry is undeniable. they’ve definitely tag-teamed a bitch before. she’s slept with the girls he’s pursued before he could a few times before and will definitely do it again. he hates her voice but loves her mouth. she hates his face but loves the way it looks between her thighs. they claim they’d never date each other, but are standing ten toes down and ready to fight the second someone else wants one of them. they’re not good for one another, but they never claimed to be.
best friend!matt x “ trouble “ aka best friend!reader
best friend!chris x “ trouble “ aka best friend!reader
⤷ 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. this is not a love triangle, each pairing is its own story and they do not interfere with one another.
CONSTELLATIONS [ au’s with no designated introductions or plots ]
⤷ LEO: wedding date!chris & former best friend!reader
⤷ CASSIOPEIA: single dad!chris & “ silver “ aka childhood best friend!reader
⤷ BIG DIPPER: dealer!chris & crybaby!reader
⤷ LITTLE DIPPER: dealer!matt & naive!reader
⤷ ORION’S BELT: best friend!chris & best friend!reader
⤷ ARIES: best friend!matt & “ babydoll “ aka best friend!reader
⤷ PHOENIX: psycho!chris & psycho!reader
⤷ VIRGO: psycho!matt
⤷ PEGASUS: drummer!chris
⤷ GEMINI: local bassist!matt & “ sonny “ aka bartender!reader
⤷ ANDROMEDA: producer!chris & best friend [ with benefits]!reader
every journal entry has a stamp in the right corner. as a little kid she watched her grandpa collect novelty stamps, rare stamps, and stamps he found interesting.
journal entry 4 [ paired with the mount fuji stamp in the top left corner of the second pic ]
“ i don’t even know where to begin. it is as if every little thing reminds me of gadget, i mean matt. as much as i miss him, i cannot let go of the fact that he kept so much from me, including how he felt smothered and pressured by me. i wish he would’ve come to me instead of causing a fight then proceeding to walk out, get drunk, and spend time with his ex-girlfriend. it hurts & i feel lost. “
after spending so much time with fidget, it feels weird to not have her in my space. it’s weird that she’s not taking up any of the spaces in my apartment, whether it’s her stamp collection or her little stupid fuckin’ green figurines watching me from every tiny corner. i miss her. and i know i fucked up, i just don’t know how the hell i’m supposed to fix this and give her the space she needs. i hope that she knows i regret everything i said that night, i didn’t mean any of it. and i hope she knows that i regret hanging out with my ex, most of all. i never wanna see that look of hurt on fidget’s face again. i don’t know what i’m supposed to do with these stickers that she gave me because she said they reminded her of me, they hurt to look at.
journal 0.03/0.05: DARLIN’S JOURNAL
au pairing: ex situationship!matt & “ darlin “ aka ex situationship!reader
journal entry 6
jesus fucking christ, i fucked up LOL. after the whole shitshow at the bar last night…i ended up at matt’s…AGAIN. i don’t know why i keep doing this to myself, i promised lindsey, i’d stop once i finally got over him and then she went and slept with him. i thought that if i kept up this whole “unbothered and confident party girl who doesn’t catch feelings” person, id finally start to believe that i don’t feel the way i do about matt, but he makes it so hard when he pulls the shit he does. the constant “i don’t care who you sleep with” one second and then the “why did you block me? why are you ending this shit? i miss you” the next is fucking with my head. it makes this whole fake it til you make it shit hard to keep up with. and how the fuck am i supposed to face jayden after he stepped in between matt and i during our fight last night?
journal 0.04/0.05: SILVER’S JOURNAL
au pairing: single dad!chris & “ silver “ aka former best friend!reader.
journal entry ???
i thought i saw chris today, or at least someone that looked like him, maybe nick or matt, outside the diner we used to go to. but then i remembered he doesn’t visit boston much anymore, and it kind of hurt to think about. i keep wondering why he was so willing to just….leave? i thought that maybe, just maybe, i meant more or that he’d put up a fight, but i guess life in LA is too good to pass up. i check on matt and nick sometimes, im glad to see that they come back to boston frequently, maybe they haven’t changed too much. i keep wanting to reach out, to see how they’re doing without making it seem like i’m wondering about chris. but then i remember that if they still wanted to keep in touch, that they’d reach out. also i hooked up with my ex the other night because i missed chris so fucking much, now she won’t leave me alone. and i’m pretty sure she stole my vape…that thing cost sixty something fucking dollars. fuck.
journal 0.05/0.05: CHRIS’ JOURNAL
au pairing: single dad!chris & “ silver “ aka former best friend!reader
journal entry 1
i don’t know why the fuck my mom recommended this shit but whatever. maybe he’ll help. i saw silver outside of george’s kitchen last night, and fuck, it hurt. i don’t know if she recognized me, maybe she did and doesn’t care much anymore, or maybe she didn’t and went on about her day. i think about texting her every day and i have since the day we ended whatever was happening between us. i hate that we’re not even in the same orbit anymore. it fucking sucks, she was my best friend, my everything yknow? i don’t know how she’d react to olivia though. oh my god olivia’s starting to babble more and its the cutest thing in the world. i hope that i can be a good enough father to her, she’s been through so much already, i don’t want to cause her anymore grief. god i wish silver was in my life, she’d help me figure out what to do.
STARS CORNER idk i thought was a neat lil idea, if you guys like this, i can do another post with my other au’s !!
