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inkyray · 25 days

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a/n: yall asked so i gave!! within the same 24 hours too, crazy.

warnings/content ahead: smut, fluff, suggestive, cutesy stuff, sexual stuff, and all in between, lmk if i miss anything

TOUCHY!MATT HEADCANONS

touchy!matt, who would always catch you in the quietest of times. it would be midnight as you stood in the middle of the kitchen, frozen in place as you checked something on your phone. matt feeling the lack of presence from his bed since you got up, tiredly creeping up from behind you, slowly planting wet delicate kisses on your neck in sleepiness.

touchy!matt, who made sure to brush flimsy hair out of your face when you were talking to him, wanting to see nothing but your eyes in the way, his fingers slowly brushing against your skin as he listened to you attentively.

touchy!matt, who held tightly onto your hands durring stressful situations that would bug him, or you. when something was wrong with either one of you guys, he'd be the first to grab ahold of your hands, providing comfort to the both of you. a silent way of saying he was there for you, vice versa.

touchy!matt, who would nudge his head into the crook of your neck when he was sleepy, feeling his breath fan onto your skin as he breathed in your scent.

touchy!matt, who would spoon you when he already found you asleep, wanting nothing more than to fall into slumber alongside you, intertwined.

touchy!matt, who, when walking too long, say at a mall, notices how bad your feet ached, your limps getting worse as he winced, offering to carry you home. whether it was a piggyback or bridal style, it always took you by surprise just how far he was willing to go so you wouldn't hurt.

touchy!matt, who wanted to lay his head on your lap everytime you watched movies together.

touchy!matt, who loves to say how much he hated the corny shit couples would do, but when the music was just right, and it was late at night, he would jokenly take your hands for a slow dance.

at first you two trip over each other's feet with laughter, but the minute flies, and next thing you knew, you two were swaying against the rhythm of the music, your hands intertwined with the other as he swallowed, lifting his hand to twirl you around, pulling you back in as you rested the side of your head on his chest, continuing to sway to the song.

touchy!matt, who loved giving you forehead kisses, planting them on your head every morning and night, soothing your hair back.

touchy!matt, who craved hugs from you every 4-5 business days, the ones where he crawls on top of you in bed, crushing you so tightly and held it, wanting to feel you chest to chest with him, loving the steady beat of your hearts thumping against each other.

touchy!matt, who would specifically kiss the tiny freckles, moles, or birthmarks on your body, it didn't matter where they were, he wanted even the indifferent parts of your body to feel whole, and his.

touchy!matt, who would always guide your palm to his dick, using your hands to show you just how much he needed you.

touchy!matt, whose favorite position is missionary, loving to see your pretty face scrunch up and whimper because of him, wanting to see the expressions that slipped from your grasp because of him.

touchy!matt, who would eat your tits whole, if he could. spreading open mouthed kisses on them all the way down your stomach, feeling your hand instinctively grip onto his hair when he'd bring his kisses lower.

touchy!matt, who'd chuckle at your neediness for more of his tongue, sending soft vibration through your cunt.

touchy!matt, who would bite your lip when he got desperate when making out. when you'd pull away gasping for air, he'd only just drag your bottom lip back to him with his teeth, needing more of you.

touchy!matt, who'd lock both your hands over your head as he rams into you, his hands pressing against your hand hard on the bedsheets, sliding his fingers past his palms and through the separations of your fingers, interwhining them as his speed quickens and your moans get louder.

touchy!matt, who was also a sucker for slow, intimate and sloppy sex. the kind that leaves you sweaty and full of thoughts, the kind where he can take his time and lick every part of your body, taking his time to memorize every inch with it.

touchy!matt, who would get whiny and bratty if you ignored him for too long, petty enough to return the favor, which would only piss you off more. he didn't like seeing you angry, but oh how he loved it.

touchy!matt, who traces the lines of your lips with his fingers.

touchy!matt, who is on the edge of getting a tattoo decicated to you.

touchy!matt, who acts like he doesn't know about your fantasies of wanting to ride his nose.

touchy!matt, who always felt like he wanted to dig himself into your skin and wear you like a cloak.

"yeah, i think you've brought that up once or twice, matt."

"i just want to put you on and zip you up, maybe when im inside you i could finally feel close enough to you." he rambles.

"i could think of a few way you could put yourself inside me." you blinked up at him.

(chris's version here)

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vanteguccir · 3 months

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8 minutes of cute moments | Chris Sturniolo

Chris Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where a fan made an 8-minute video with a compilation of Chris and Y/N being in love.

Warning: None.

Requested?: Yes, by @lightsgore

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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The fans of the triplets simply adored Y/N and Chris together, and that wasn't news. The number of comments and likes doubled whenever the girl appeared with her boyfriend in a random picture in a photo dump on Instagram or when her voice sounded in the background of a video.

But what they loved most was when a cute moment of the two of them together was captured during a video on the Sturniolo channel or in a fraction of seconds on Y/N's TikTok, and they made this clear by making thousands of compilations of these little moments, long enough to even post on YouTube.

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8 minutes of cute moments between Chris Sturniolo and his girlfriend, Y/N.

1st minute:

The triplets and Y/N were walking down the sidewalk near the arena in Boston, where they played hockey with Nate.

Nick was recording himself with his phone, talking about how he had almost slipped on the ice several times, when Chris and Y/N's voices sounded, interrupting him. He focused the front camera on the two behind him, surreptitiously recording them.

"... But baby, it wasn't my fault." Y/N complained, her lips forming a pout as her eyes focused on the floor.

"Babe, I asked you to record the game, right?" Chris asked, an amused smile on his face.

They walked side by side, the girl's right arm around her boyfriend's slightly sweaty waist, while Chris's left arm rested on Y/N's shoulders, his fingers caressing her left bicep lightly.

"Yes, and I recorded it!" Her voice came out high-pitched.

"Okay, and how many times did I make a goal?" The boy asked again, raising his right eyebrow.

"Three." Y/N replied in an obvious tone, raising her eyes to look into the blue ones she loved so much. "You kissed me every time you did it." She smiles proudly.

"Yes, and how many of those three did you record?"

"None." She looked down again, her pout deepening. "But-"

Chris threw his head back, his laughter echoing through the night, interrupting his girlfriend's defense.

He leaned down slightly, sealing his lips over Y/N's head, an amused smile still on his face. Oh, how he loved his girlfriend.

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2nd minute:

The triplets were filming the video "A night at the North Pole with Larray and Nai!". The camera was positioned in a strategic point so that the lens captured all the camping items around the room, as well as the brothers and the two guests.

Y/N was in her shared room with Chris, already dressed in her - his - pajamas and with her skincare done, ready for bed. But sleep never came.

She knew she had trouble sleeping without Chris after her body got used to the boy's presence pressed against hers every night for 5 years, so her mind didn't seem to give in, begging for the warmth that Chris's larger body provided.

After a few long minutes of turning from side to side, Y/N gave up trying. Sleep was taking over her, and she was feeling more and more stressed for not being able to go into dream land, so she decided to just go to her boyfriend.

Y/N rose from the bed, their duvet wrapped around her body like a cape. Her hands reached for the handle of the white door, closing it behind her and climbing the stairs in slow, silent steps caused by the fluffy socks that covered her feet.

Larray was the first to notice her - sitting facing the top of the stairs. He smiled, amused by his friend's condition; her eyes slightly closed from sleep, her hair high in a messy bun, and her hands gripping the edges of the duvet tightly.

Not many seconds passed, and Y/N's figure was finally caught by the camera, the girl having entered the frame.

"Hey, zombie girl." Nick joked when he noticed her, raising his eyebrows in amusement.

Y/N completely ignored him, walking towards her boyfriend from behind the triplets, not wanting to step on the food that was on the floor between the five of them.

Chris's face automatically lit up when he noticed her after hearing his brother, a big smile taking over as his eyes sparkled. He opened his arms, already waiting for his girlfriend's next move.

The girl smiled lazily back, planting her feet on the floor on either side of her boyfriend's hips, before lowering herself with Chris's help, sitting on his lap.

The brunette quickly wrapped her in his arms, surrounding her torso covered by the fluffy duvet. He hugged her tightly, laying his head in the crook of her neck and exhaling the sweet scent of her shampoo momentarily, before resting his chin on her shoulder, being able to see everything in front of him.

"Sleep, pretty girl."

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3rd minute:

Chris was playing Fortnite live on Twitch. His camera was on and focused on his upper body. His head was covered by the hood of his hoodie, pressed against his ears by the headphone, from where muffled sounds from the video game were coming out.

Within 30 minutes of streaming, Y/N's figure shyly appeared behind Chris. Her hands held a tray with some snacks and an already opened can of Pepsi.

She walked towards her boyfriend, curving her spine slightly forward so that her face came into his field of vision, alerting him to her presence.

The boy's blue eyes widened in excitement almost instantly, a smile stretching across his face as his right hand worked on pausing the game, using the soles of his feet against the floor to turn his body towards her.

"Hi bubba, I just came to drop off some snacks for you. It's been a while since you had dinner, I thought you could be hungry." Y/N counted in a low tone, momentarily forgetting that Chris's headphones were of the highest quality, meaning it caught her every word.

The couple didn't notice the chaos in the chat, too focused on each other.

Chris bit his lower lip in an attempt to stop his smile from growing any wider, taking the tray from Y/N's hands and placing it on the free space on his computer desk.

He lifted his chin slightly in the air so that he brought his lips closer to hers, sealing them in a quick kiss, his eyes shining with intense love.

"Thank you, babe." Chris thanked in an equally low tone, adjusting himself in his chair again, ready to go back to playing.

Y/N smiled, caressing his shoulder lightly before turning to leave the room.

"I love you." The brunette shouted quickly before his girlfriend could close the door, receiving an "I love you more" in return.

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4th minute:

The triplets and Y/N were at an Italian restaurant, having decided to go out to dinner together that day.

Y/N was talking to Matt about one of the random facts that the boy knew and blurted out of nowhere, the two deeply involved in the conversation.

The dishes had just been delivered by the waiter, who placed them respectively in front of the person who ordered, leaving shortly afterward.

Chris quickly pulled Y/N's plate towards himself, grabbing his own knife and fork and cutting the sirloin steak into small pieces and separating them from the pasta, knowing how much his girl hated cutting meat and how she always ate too quickly.

What he didn't notice was that Nick took out his phone the moment he started the gesture, closely recording his brother cutting his girlfriend's food, practicing the act of service.

After finishing, Chris lightly pushed the plate in front of his girl, turning around to start eating his own.

The girl smiled shyly, turning to Chris momentarily, sealing her lips over his cheek before murmuring a "thank you, babe" against his skin, turning her attention back to Matt.

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5th minute:

The triplets were in their car, recording another car video. Y/N was their special guest, sitting in the backseat next to Chris, who chose to sit there just to be close to his girlfriend.

Y/N had just taken a bite of the pepperoni pizza that Nick took from the trunk, finishing chewing quickly so she could bring her point of view on something Nick was saying, gesturing with her right hand while her left held the piece carefully.

Chris watched her closely, his eyes fixed on her side profile as he listened, nodding his head.

Something the fandom loved was how Y/N was the only person Chris didn't interrupt all the time, showing himself completely interested in hearing anything his girl was saying, regardless of whether it made sense or not.

At one point, the boy lowered his eyes, stretching his right arm and taking one of the napkins that was on the car console, bringing it to Y/N's mouth, lightly wiping the corner of her lip that was dirty with sauce, but without interrupting her.

Chris folded the napkin, leaving it on his lap, knowing he would have to use it again soon.

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6th minute:

"Look, boys, learn from Chris how to treat a girl right." Nick whispered from behind his phone.

He was standing behind the kitchen table, holding his cell in his right hand, the rear camera focused on the living room couch, where Y/N was.

The girl was lying on her side, her knees bent so that her thighs touched her chest. Her back was facing the room, while her face was lightly pressed against the back of the couch. A Fresh Love sweatshirt set covered her body, keeping her warm.

Small sighs escaped her half-open mouth, her eyes moving behind her eyelids, showing how deep her sleep was.

Chris, who was sitting with her feet on his lap seconds ago, was now standing in front of the couch, curving his spine down so that he could reach his girlfriend, slowly passing his arms under her neck and bent knees, pulling her up.

On instinct, Y/N raised her left arm, surrounding Chris's neck and laying her head on his chest, waking up for just a few seconds, caressing his covered skin with the tip of her nose.

"Shh, sleep baby. I'm right here." Chris murmured in a low tone, sealing her forehead lightly, stopping his movements as he watched her close her eyes again, falling back to sleep.

Chris moved slowly, hugging Y/N's body against his as he walked towards the stairs, not noticing Nick recording them from afar.

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7th minute:

Y/N was sitting on the puff in front of her makeshift dressing table. Her phone was resting on it horizontally while her front camera recorded herself.

She was talking about the new trend in the fashion world, having as a hobby making videos for TikTok about fashion and makeup. While the girl explained in detail, her hands worked on doing her nighttime skincare, gesturing, and changing products alternately.

Chris's figure appeared behind her a few seconds after she started it, his hands holding Y/N's hairbrush. He was already ready to sleep, his eyes half closed with sleep and his hair slightly messy.

A habit created by the couple was that, while Y/N did her skincare before bed, Chris would carefully comb her hair, having always had a great love for her locks.

The boy approached his girlfriend, smiling quickly at the camera before stopping behind Y/N. His free hand parted her hair so he could comb it without hurting her or leaving any part behind.

Chris raised his hand with the hairbrush, starting to do it gently, untangling the knots created throughout the day and aligning the strands.

His eyes met Y/N's from time to time through the mirror, a small smile resting on his lips, adorning his passionate features.

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8th minute:

It was the Versus Tour; Matt, Chris, and Nick were playing the last round of Giant Jenga when Chris spotted a fan with a sign held up.

"Wait, before we continue, can I read a sign from a fan real quick?" The brunette interrupted the group, holding his microphone with his right hand and pointing at the crowd with his left one, receiving absurdly loud screams in response.

Matt shrugged, looking at Nick, who nodded, making a go-ahead gesture with his hands.

"Hi! Can I read your sign?" Chris turned back to the audience, pointing to a specific girl. The girl's eyes widened, her mouth opening in shock at being noticed by her idol, taking a few seconds to finally nod her head repeatedly. "Your sign says, "I'm only here for Y/N"-"

Loud screams interrupted Chris, fans going wild at the mention of his girlfriend's name. The brunette took the microphone away from his mouth, laughing in disbelief and looking at a specific area on the right side of the stage.

A fan, who was in the audience and recording the moment, focused the rear camera of her phone on the place where Chris looked, being able to capture the figure of Y/N, who was laughing loudly and clapping her hands in amusement, shaking her head.

"Well, I can't judge you. Everywhere I am, I only go for Y/N, too." Chris muttered into his microphone again, laughing as he received even louder screams in response.

His eyes met his girlfriend's, throwing an air kiss and an "I love you" with just a movement of his lips, before turning his attention back to the game.

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Extra minute:

The triplets and Y/N were at their house with Nate and Madi. Everyone was in the living room, talking about random topics while a movie played on the television at low volume, serving as ambient sound. Some board games were scattered on the floor, next to unopened or already eaten snacks.

Chris was sitting on a puff in front of the big windows while Y/N was on his lap. She had her legs thrown to one side while her torso was on the other, sitting sideways on Chris's thighs with her right shoulder resting on his chest.

Chris's arms encircled her body, his right one holding her waist while his left one caressed her thighs lightly.

The girl was talking about a situation she witnessed between a group of third-party friends, always keeping her boyfriend updated on the gossip.

What they didn't know was that Madi was recording their cute moment.

As Y/N spoke, Chris looked into her eyes intently, his gaze so full of love that Madi thought she could see hearts in the place of his pupils.

The brunette nodded from time to time, making it clear that he had his attention on her and understood everything she was saying, an almost imperceptible smile resting on the corner of his lips.

The two seemed to be surrounded by a bubble created just for them, the entire outside world completely forgotten.

That was their dynamic, and the triplets fandom loved it.

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sturngirly · 17 days

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–‘Paper stars’– Chris sturniolo.

– in which... your boyfriend chris finds out you've got a praise kink.

warnings: none, suggestive at the end!!

‘hi lol, this is based on this meme chris reposted on instagram stories’

– ... you think is weird? – i ask in fear of freaking out my boyfriend chris, we haven't been dating for too long, we've been together for 3 weeks but we've been friends for about a year and a half, we haven't done anything beyond making out and now we are playing a game of questions, his question being if i have something i haven't told him yet.

– that you have a praise kink? no, i don't think it's weird, why would i? – he says looking at me with an expression i can't quite read.

– I don't know you're looking at me funny – i say honestly, chris is a really expressive guy and i can tell almost every time how he feels just by looking at his face but now he looks like he is deep in thought.

– it's your turn now, dude –

– oh yeah, what is something YOU haven't told me yet? – i question pointing at chris and a little louder when I say ‘you’ tilting my head when i see the same boy scratching his neck bringing his eyes at the ceiling looking like he's searching for an answer.

– ... i also have a praise kink – he says bringing his face to the side almost like trying to hide it.

– ... you do? – you question, you always thought chris looked like the type of guy to be more into degrading which makes you surprised by his answer.

– yeah, ya seem surprised by that... y'know what? I could show you right now – you didn't know what chris had under his sleeve, he was always full of random ass scenarios that no one would've guessed was on his mind.

i watched as the blue eyed boy got up from his position on the floor and started walking towards his bedside table opening the first drawer and grabbing something from it, i couldn't see what it was until chris turned around facing me... it was a paper full of bright yellow stars.

– what are you implying?... – i said completely confused about what chris was thinking.

– imma start giving ya paper stars for every thing you do good – he replies giggling at himself and the face that i give him after he answers.

– ... i swear you're not real, you are a complete idiot – i say as chris begins laughing non stop at his stupid joke making me start laughing with him, repeatedly hitting the floor with my fist while chris has to support himself with his bed to not fall to the ground in tears by how much he's laughing.

– oh my god... that was funny... okay – i say as i try to catch my breath.

– HELL YEAH, as soon as you confessed that I was thinking about doing it – chris says making me feel more calm knowing that it wasn't that he thought i was weird and that he was just trying to think something funny to say.

we start to get quiet and before i can say anything chris slowly gets on top of me beginning to caress the left side of my face with one of his hands while the other one holds my waist.

– seriously tho, i could start doing it... but you'll have to be a good girl, yeah? – he says giving me a smirk and sleepy eyes making my cheeks get the reddest they've ever been while i mumble something unable to get words out because of how flustered i got.

– cat got ya tongue kid? –

WHAT DO WE THINK? this is my first time ever posting a fanfic on tumblr and i actually don't love this but I really hope y'all do!!

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042502 · 1 month

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Your laugh gives me years of life 🤧💓

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breeloveschris · 2 months

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Stars

Pairing: Sub!chris x Reader

Summary: Chris starts getting touchy as y’all are watching a movie..

Warnings: smutttt,oral (male!receiving), making out, use of safe word, pet names, praise, degradation, choking, overstimulation, p n v.

You and your boyfriend Chris were in the living room watching a movie with his brothers.

You were so into the movie you nearly missed Chris’s stare, but you saw him staring from the corner of your eye. The tiniest smirk made its way onto your face but you wiped it away before he could see it.

After a couple minutes chris had stopped staring and grabbed the shared blanket between you two and pulled it up higher onto his chest.

As the movie went on it only got more interesting to you, but what you didn’t know was that your boyfriend beside you was growing quite needy.

He doesn’t even know why he has became so horny, but he needed you.. like now.

You feel a hand start to creep up onto your thigh, you pay it no mind considering Chris always ends up with his hand on your thigh no matter where you guys are.

That was until you felt his hand inch closer to your core, making your breath hitch. You faced Chris and sent him a glare to which he just looked at you with soft doe eyes.

You put your hand underneath the blanket and wrapped your hand around his wrist and shoved his hand back on his lap resulting in him letting out a very quiet whine that only the two of you could hear.

Your eyes trail back to the movie bringing your knees to your chest and laying your head on the arm rest of the couch.

Only 5 minutes go bye before you feel Chris’s hand sneaking back up to your leg. You roll your eyes as you keep watching the movie deciding to just ignore him.

He begins to softly trace circles around on your inner thigh, gripping softly on your skin at times.

You hate to admit but he was slowly turning on, and you hated that he knows what he’s doing. He knows all the ways to get you to give into him.

But tonight it’s just not gonna be that way.

The credits to the movie started playing and Chris still hasn’t stopped, and in the corner of your eye you can see that he’s still looking at you with begging eyes.

“Welp, now that I’m terrified to step foot in a gestation ever again.. I’m going to bed, goodnight everyone” Nick said with a laugh, you all returned the goodnight besides Chris who was in his own world.

You stretched out your arms before standing up, “alright y’all, I’m off to bed. Goodnight” you smiled as you walked around the couch. Matt said a quick goodnight as his phone took him over. Chris was just looking up at you with a pout.

You made your way to Chris’s room. As soon as you got to his room you went straight to his dresser grabbing one of his large shirts and throwing it on as a night gown.

You made your way over to his bed grabbing your phone off of his desk where you had left it earlier today.

Plopping down on his bed you pulled the blankets above your shoulders turning on your phone. You opened TikTok and scrolled through many videos before you heard Chris coming down the stairs.

You turned your phone off and tucked it under the pillow as you closed your eyes to pretend that you’re sleeping.

You heard him crawl into bed and under the blankets, he put his hand on your hip and leaned above you to look down at your face.

“Baby” he dragged out as he shook your hip, “I know you’re not sleeping” he giggled. You opened your eyes looking up at him smiling before your smile dropped and you leaned up making him move backwards confused.

You moved your leg over his straddling him, and pushing him so he was lying down making him gasp and look up at you with slightly wide eyes.

As you looked down at him smiling falsely, you rubbed your hand on his bare stomach slowly going up. He was just smiling up at you thinking he was gonna get what he’s been silently begging for.

Your hand reached the base of his neck slightly squeezing making Chris’s eyes go wide as he let out a soft moan. You smirked as you felt his cock grow under you.

You leaned down so your nose was barely grazing his, “what the fuck was that Chris?” You seethed. “Getting handsy like that in front of your brothers? Are you seriously that needy?”.

He moaned at your words and nodded his head fast, “m sorry” he arched his back off the bed as you rocked your hips on his member.

“So pathetic” you whispered leaning down and pressing your lips to his in a heated kiss. His hands moved to your ass giving it a light squeeze before you grabbed his wrist pinning them down above his head without breaking the kiss.

You bit his lower lip pulling away and letting go watching it recoil back into place. You smirked as he looked up at you with lustful eyes.

“Please” he moaned making you raise an eyebrow, “please what?” You rocked your hips again as he wined.

“Please touch me” he thrusted his hips into you which made you let out a soft moan at the pressure of his cock on your clothed pussy. He smirked up at you as you looked down, you rolled your eyes as you moved off of him.

“W-where you going?” He whimpered at the loss of touch, you smirk and shook your head. You put your hands on his waistband of his pants looking up at him as he moved to sit up on his elbows.

“I’m not going anywhere baby, can I take these off?” You asked as you pulled on his waistband and letting go as it snapped into his lower stomach. “Please, please” he moaned out, you pulled down his pants seeing his pre cum on his boxers.

You put your hand softly on his cock keeping eye contact with Chris as you felt his cock jump at just the slightest feeling of your hand making you smirk and Chris groan.

You hook your finger in his boxers looking up at him for permission which he quickly nodded. You pulled down his boxers as his cock slapped against his stomach.

You wasted no time and leaned down immediately putting your mouth around his tip, he threw his head back moaning loudly.

You swirled your tongue around his tip before going all the way down till your nose brushed against his stomach making you slightly gag, “so good” Chris moaned.

You pulled all the way off of him making him whimper, you licked from the base up to his tip before doing everything again.

“Fuck” he breathed, you did the same thing three more times and when he was in the back of your throat you felt him twitch and his hot load shoot out into your throat as you stilled.

You swallowed as you pulled off of him and immediately wrapping your hand around his cock and moving up and down at a fast pace.

“Wait, wait, holy shit” he whimpered jerking up, you kept going as you started kissing his neck. “Fuck, im so sensitive” he groaned as he threw his head back.

You grinned against his neck as you felt him come undone again, you looked at Chris as you kept going.

He screwed his eyes shut, “baby I c-can’t” he whined. “Aw sweet boy, you know your safe word” you whispered, he whimpered and shook his head grabbing your face and pulling you into a kiss which you accepted and kissed back.

As y’all were kissing he moaned loudly as you felt him twitch and come undone again making you gasp never seeing him cum this much and this fast.

“Baby please no more” he moaned as you let go so you can take your panties off, you looked at him and tilted your head “safe word?” he just shook his head whimpering. You smirked as you straddled him.

You reached down between you and lined his cock up to your entrance. Sinking down on him letting out a moan as Chris let out a whimper at your tightness.

“You’re so tight baby” he moaned and laid his forehead on your shoulder as you started rocking your hips. He moaned out and moved his hands onto your hips rocking you faster because at this rate he wasn’t gonna last longer.

He gasped as you started moving up and down on his shaft, “you make me feel so full sweet boy” you whispered into his neck, he moaned and jerked his hips up. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you down so you were laying on top of him as he started thrusting up into you making you moan loudly.

He sped up when he felt you clench around him, you felt him twitch inside of you. “Let go baby, cum inside me, I need it” you whispered and at that he let go moaning, you coming undone moments later shuttering.

You leaned back and started rocking your hips, making Chris’s eyes go wide. “Stars, stars” he mumbled as you quickly got off him, “are you okay baby? Did I hurt you?” You whispered as you cupped his face in your hands.

He smirked and shook his head, “no baby, that was great, I just can’t go for another” he sighed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overdo it” you spoke, “baby you didn’t” he laughed as he pulled you down onto his chest and kiss your head.

“Next time I’m calling you mommy because holy shit” he smirked as you leaned up to face him.

“Absolutely not” you laughed and shook your head, he threw his head back and laughed.

“Let’s go shower yea?” He whispered looking over at you, you nodded softly.

Breespeaks: hi ! 2nd smut.. how we feelin???

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bratzforchris · 2 months

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Prank, C. Sturniolo

Summary: When pranking Chris and having a smart mouth gets you in trouble, you see just how far he's willing to go to get your attitude in check

Pairing: Brat tamer!Chris x feminine reader

Warnings: HEAVY smut, dom/sub dynamics, brat tamer!Chris, reader being the biggest brat in LA, overstimulation, spanking, vibrator usage (partnered), spitting, p in v, rough sex, degradation/teasing

Word Count: 2.3k

A/N: Save me brat tamer!Chris...brat tamer!Chris save me. In all seriousness though, this is fiction!! Thank you for reading and enjoy some smut ;)

Sunlight filtered through the white, linen curtains of your and Chris’s shared room, slowly bringing you to life after a wonderful night’s sleep. You blinked open your eyes, realizing you were still tightly wrapped in Chris’s arms, both of you naked and tangled in each other’s embrace. Last night hadn’t even been sexual, which was a rather rare occurrence. Sometimes, you both simply enjoyed the feeling of each other’s skin. You couldn’t say that you minded the hold, though. Your boyfriend’s bare chest was soft against your back as he snored quietly, cheeks red with pillow marks and fluffy brown hair fanned out across the sheets.

You smiled at the angelic sight, running your thumb softly across his cheek before craning your neck to see what time it was. It had to be later than you thought; you were far too well-rested for it to be any earlier than ten am. Sure enough, the clock on Chris’s nightstand had just flicked to 10:15. You knew he had quite the busy day today with running errands for upcoming videos and meeting, so you began to softly scratch your acrylic nails across his scalp in a gentle attempt to wake your lover.

“Chris, it’s time to wake up, baby.” You whispered softly, feeling smooth, brown curls slip through your fingers.

Chris groaned, rolling over and stretching. The white sheets were a stark contrast against his tanned skin as yawned and pulled you closer to himself, speaking huskily in your ear. “Gimme five more minutes. What time is it?”

“Time for you to get up.” You sassed back, a cute little smirk on your face.

“Mmmm, you better watch that smart fuckin’ mouth, baby doll.” Chris mumbled, morning voice gravelly against your skin as he kissed your neck.

You whined as his lips pressed against your skin, warm and plump. “You know you love my mouth. I seem to recall you saying ‘Oh baby, that feels so good…love your mouth on my cock.’ the other night.” You snorted.

Chris rolled his eyes, finally letting you go. “You’re gonna get yourself in trouble one day, you know that?” he asked, pinching your bare ass rather roughly as he sat up.

You yelped cutely, tackling Chris against the bed and peppering his cheeks with kisses. “I know. But until then, enjoy it.”

Your boyfriend kissed you back roughly, before setting you back on the bed and standing up, pulling on a pair of gray sweatpants. “I’m going to shower. Get cute while I’m gone.” he winked, tugging on the end of your hair gently.

You watched as Chris disappeared into the bathroom, humming to himself. You absolutely loved to mess with Chris, enjoying the way his normally bright, blue eyes would darken with lust and the way you could practically get off without him touching you on his rough words and mannerisms. You looked around the bedroom, thinking of ways you could get back at him for that little ‘smart mouth’ comment earlier. An idea dawned on you when you saw your pile of pink, girly clothes laying on the chair in the corner. You had recently cleaned out your storage bin from under the bed, exchanging your winter clothes for summer clothes. Sure enough, you hopped off the bed and peered under the frame, only to see that the space was completely empty. Enough so that you could definitely get under the mattress if you tried.

You quickly pulled on the silky, white sleep camisole and shorts that you had abandoned at the foot of the bed last night so that the carpet wouldn’t burn your skin. Getting down on all fours, you easily slid under the bed, giggling to yourself as your hair fanned out across the carpet. A while back, Chris had stated in a podcast episode that his most irrational fear was that something was under his bed and would grab his ankles. You had laughed the information off at first, but now seemed like the perfect time to recall it.

A few minutes later, you heard the shower shut off and tried to suppress your giggles. This wouldn’t work if Chris heard you. You waited until you heard the bathroom door open to extend your arms, ready to pounce. Sure enough, Chris padded into your bedroom and over to his nightstand to grab his everyday accessories of his chain and earrings. You waited to be sure he hadn’t heard you, before lunging your arms out, grabbing his ankles, and screaming “RAHHHH.”

The yelp Chris let out was akin to that of a four-year-old girl. Your boyfriend practically jumped straight in the air, before shaking you off his ankles and roughly pulling you out from under the bed. “What the fuck was that for?” he asked harshly.

“Gotcha.” You grinned from ear-to-ear as Chris finally pulled you all the way out from under the bed.

“That wasn’t fucking funny!” Chris protested, but you could see a smirk forming at the corners of his mouth as he looked you up and down.

“Was so.”

“Was not.”

“Was so.” You giggled, poking his stomach with your pointer finger.

Maybe it was the comment from earlier, or maybe you were just in the mood to fuck with your dom, but either way, you were getting a rise out of messing with Chris. Bratting was probably one of your favorite things; you loved to push his buttons, seeing just how much you could get away with before he would snap and fuck you into next year.

“What’s gotten into you this morning, huh?” Chris asked, raising his brow as he moved to the dresser and pulled on his clothes for the day.

“What’s gotten into you?” You retorted. “That scream sure didn’t sound like a grown man. It sounded like my little cousin…she’s three.”

“You better watch that mouth.” he hummed.

“You watch it. I can’t see my mouth.” You giggled, eagerly awaiting Chris’s reaction.

The flip was like a light switch. Your boyfriend’s mood had seemed heavy, though teasing. But now, Chris whipped around, stalking towards the bed. “What did you say?” he asked, voice dangerously low.

“I said you watch my mouth. I can’t see it.” You smiled, crossing your arms over your chest as a pout decorated your lips.

“I swear to God…” he chuckled deeply, shaking his head. “Strip. Now.”

“No.”

“You strip now or I edge that little cunt so hard you’re gonna wish you never would’ve spoken at all.” Chris stared down at you with stone cold features.

You slowly looked down at your knees, beginning to strip with a fake aire of humiliation. You were more excited to see what your punishment would be, but you knew that Chris would definitely deny your orgasm if you acted happy about it. Once you had removed all your clothes, you kneeled on the bed, pouting up at him. “This isn’t fair.”

“Sweetheart,” Chris hummed, grabbing your chin roughly. “Considering how you’ve been acting this morning, this is very fair. Now, open,” Your boyfriend gathered just enough of his own saliva to spit in your mouth, holding your chin closed once he had done so. “Let’s see if that fixes that bratty little mouth.”

You smiled as the taste of him consumed you, lighting your nerves with passion and excitement. You waited patiently to see what Chris would do, but his lack of instruction was beginning to make you nervous for what he had in store. Your boyfriend smiled sadistically, reaching into his bedside drawer and pulling out a toy you were all too familiar with. It was a small, pink vibrator that went up to settings so immense they could practically make you cum in seconds.

Chris sat down on the bed, patting his sweatpants covered lap. “On my lap.”

You blushed, crawling across the sheets and laying yourself across his lap, ass up. You felt Chris’s warm, large hands caressing your backside as they slowly made their way between your thighs, spreading your legs further and further apart. Your boyfriend chuckled as he ran a finger along your damp slit, feeling the way you were already soaking, just from the thoughts of him and what he would do to you.

The last thing you could comprehend before you were seeing stars was the sound of the toy flicking on, buzzing lightly. Chris held the vibrator against your clit as he stroked your folds, chuckling at the little squeals and whimpers that were already escaping your mouth as you buried your face in his thigh.

“Does that feel good, princess?” he cooed in an almost sickeningly sweet way as he turned the intensity up a notch. “Your pretty pussy gettin’ all wet from being punished?”

You could hardly let out anything more than a little whine, tears pricking your eyes at the overwhelming sensations from the toy and Chris’s fingers working gracefully. “Mhm…uh uh.”

“Awww, what happened to that sass, ma? Cat got your tongue?” he pouted, turning the vibrator up again as he shoved your legs further apart on his lap.

You whimpered and panted, digging your almond-shaped nails into his leg. “Oh…oh god. Chris, Chris–I need to…” You were a senseless mess as you began to sob, your thighs slick with arousal.

“You need to what? Use your words, baby doll.” Your boyfriend sneered.

“Need to cum,” You wailed, shoving your face against his leg and gripping his thigh. Your orgasm had been building in your stomach for a while now, the white-hot energy threatening to push you over the edge. “P…please.”

Chris landed a stinging smack to your ass as he edged you harder before finally speaking. “Go ahead, princess. Cum all over my lap and show me how much you appreciate me treating you like the whore you are.”

You didn’t need to be told twice. You immediately let go, your climax washing over you as you came all over the vibrator and Chris’s fingers. Fat tears rolled down your face, simply from feeling soi overstimulated, yet so good. Your boyfriend rubbed your back gently, dropping his rough dom façade as he coached you through your high. Once you had caught your breath, Chris flipped you over so that you were laying on your back on his lap, looking up at him.

“You’re going again,” he smiled, almost sadistically. “Gotta make sure that little attitude is properly fucked out.”

Chris tossed you onto the bed roughly, before leaning over and grabbing a condom from his nightstand. In a quick amount of time, he had yanked off his sweatpants and hoodie and rolled the condom onto his throbbing cock. You smiled up at him with doe eyes, wanting to comment, but choosing your physical pleasure over the pleasure of mouthing off.

“You ready, ma?” he asked, lining himself up with you.

You didn’t get another chance to speak as he slammed into you immediately, filling you completely. You let out a moan at the feeling of suddenly being full, Chris stretching you to the max. Just like when he had been using the toy on you, your boyfriend was fucking rough. He bucked his hips into you, going harder with each thrust as he pinned your arms to the bed. You were always more sensitive on your second orgasm than on your first, and your stomach was already clenching with the need for release.

“Gonna…” You whimpered. “Need to cum again.”

Chris ignored you, pounding into you relentlessly. If your head wasn’t hazy with lust, you’d be thanking the universe that Nick was a heavy sleeper and Matt slept with ear plugs, because the sound of the headboard hitting the wall was ricocheting through the room. You could tell that your boyfriend was getting closer to his own climax as he threw his head back with a groan, riding you mercilessly. This was by far one of the best punishments he had ever given you, making you so dizzy with arousal that you couldn’t even think straight to brat.

“Oh god, baby,” Chris groaned, throwing his head back as he came, filling the condom. “You feel so fucking good.”

You whined and writhed beneath him, arching your back as your lower stomach ached with the need to cum. The feeling of Chris being buried fully inside of you wasn’t helping, either. “Need to cum, please.” You whimpered, on the verge of tears again from the good feelings.

Chris adjusted himself, still fucking you despite having already came. “Say ‘I’m a little cockslut who can’t control her mouth’ and then maybe I’ll let you.” he shrugged.

You sobbed, fighting the urge to just release. “I–I’m a little…Chris, please.”

“Gotta hear you say the full thing, ma.” he chuckled, riding you in a slower, more sensual rhythm, which just increased the tingling in your nerves.

“I’m a little cockslut who can’t control her mouth.” You wailed.

“Good girl.” Chris kissed your forehead as you came, your body writhing with the intensity of your climax.

You were beyond fucked out by the time Chris pulled out, tying the condom up and throwing it away. Your boyfriend grabbed a tissue from the nightstand, using it to dry your tears as you caught your breath. The rough dom he had been for the scene had completely disappeared, replacing him with the loving, gentle boyfriend he always was. Chris dried your tears, handing you a water bottle.

“You did so good.” he whispered gently, caressing your cheek as he held the bottle to your lips.

You smiled softly, eyes glazed over. “I promise I won’t mouth off anymore.”

“I doubt that’s a promise you can keep, baby girl.” Chirs chuckled, massaging over your shoulders and back lightly with a sweet-smelling lotion.

You pulled him into you as your boyfriend pulled the comforter over your naked bodies. “Mhm. ‘M really tired.”

“You need to rest, ma,” Chris kissed your cheek, pulling you into his body to spoon. “Being a little brat is hard work, huh?”

You nodded with a gentle giggle. “I love you.”

“I love you more, ma. I can promise you that.”

“That prank was hilarious, though.”

“Don’t push your limits, princess.” Chris hummed.

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luvangelbreak · 3 months

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“i prefer chris w longer hair” “i prefer chris w a beanie” “i prefer chris w a fitted hat” “i prefer chris w shorter hair” “i prefer chris w a bandana”

CHRIS WITH LONG HAIR AND SUNGLASSES HOLDING IT BACK CARRIES THE WIN EVERY TIME. ARGUE WITH A WALL.

ARGUE. WITH. A. FUCKING. WALL. BITCH.

#matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #christopher owen sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo #sturniolo edit #sturniolo imagine #the sturniolos #the sturniolo triplets #sturniolo triplets #matthew sturniolo #matthew bernard sturniolo #nicolas antonio sturniolo

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patscorner · 3 months

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KISS CAM

Idea from @lolasturniolo

Summary: Y/n and Chris get put on kiss cam during a hockey game

TW: use of y/n, kissing, nothing really, just a cute idea

PART 2

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Y/n had no clue what was happening. She didn't know a single thing about hockey. She only came because her boyfriend, Chris, and his brothers played in high school and loved hockey.

She'd cheer when Chris would, only because he would. All she knew was that it was almost over and the Stars were tied with the Bruins.

Halftime just ended, and now the announcers were starting to interact with the crowd. People entered raffles and won prizes and free food. Part of the interaction was getting people on the big screen with the Kiss Cam.

Y/n watched as the kiss cam went round the stadium 3 times. The first time, the couple gave a quick peck and a smile. In the second, the guy held up a sign that read, "This is my sister," causing a laugh for everyone in the crowd. The last one, the couple decided to make out heavily.

Y/n winced as she looked down at her phone, scrolling mindlessly on Instagram.

She tuned out the cheers around her, being sucked into her tiny screen. Until she was nudged by Chris.

"Ma, look." She looked up and followed his finger, pointing at her face in the big screen. Scattered cheers erupted from the crowd, fans recognizing Chris and Y/n.

The screen read Kiss Cam, and even though fans didn't know she and Chris were together yet, they had their speculation.

Chris looked at Y/n, knowing it her call, as she was the one who wanted their relationship private to begin with.

"You wanna give em a show?" Chris smiled at her. She shrugged. "Fuck it."

Her hands grabbed Chris's face, and pulled him into a passionate kiss, earning screams, hoots, and hollers from people around them.

Y/n pulled away, while Chris stayed where he was, his eyes still closed. "Chris?" She laughed out.

"Give me a minute." He held his finger up. "You just brought me to another fucking world." He said, finally opening his eyes, grinning at her.

"Do it again." He said, his voice just above a whisper.

She shook her head. "You're still on the big screen, babes." She motioned her head in the direction of the giant camera.

Chris turned his head to the big screen and fake pouted. "Please?"

"Fine. But only if we get ice cream after this fucking game." She said. His face scrunched. "You said that with so much hate." He put his hand on his heart, acting offended.

She laughed at him, pulling him by his collar into a short, sweet kiss. "There. Happy, pretty boy?" She smiled.

Chris nodded. "Yes, thank you, baby." He interlocked his hand with hers and turned back to the ice rink.

"You know that the internet is gonna go crazy over this, right?" He said, breaking the silence.

She nods. "It's been 6 months. They deserve to know. It was gonna happen eventually." She shrugged.

She opened her phone, seeing that she had been mentioned over 67 times already; and counting. She rolled her eyes, smiling.

Chris looked at her, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "I love you, sweetheart."

She looked up at him. "I love you, too." She smiled.

Now the world knew, all because of a Kiss Cam.

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christhopersturniolo · 2 months

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do you want me?😜😜

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lookslikethatsallthetimewehave · 1 year

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do you mean owen as in the kid from the skullduggery book or is there an owen i've somehow looked over

Yes, little boy from Skullduggery book!

Don't worry, that's root beer!

#ask #owen christopher #skullduggery island #skullduggery island book #poptropica

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inkyray · 25 days

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Heyaaah! Sup? 😃

How about you do a fic or headcanon about Chris, whose love language is physical touch, and the reader loves it when he touches them? You could make it fluff or smutty or a mix of both - your wish!

🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀

a/n: first time writing headcanons, kinda nervy 🙈

warnings/content ahead: suggestive, smut, mentions of fingering, fluff, my first time writing a headcannon idk, not in a particular order, the fluff and smut r just kinda thrown alongside each other, lmk if i should add or change anything

TOUCHY!CHRIS HEADCANONS

touchy!chris, who chooses your bed over his every night, laying his head on your chest as he rubs gentle circles under your shirt, feeling the softness of your skin.

touchy!chris, who refuses to go to sleep without you, unable to sleep without the physical contact of you against his body.

touchy!chris, who's a sucker for movie cuddles, massaging your thigh as you lean onto him, your head resting on his chest as he drapes a large arm over your shoulder, pulling you closer to him with a hand that rests on the dip of your waist. his heart secretly beating faster than he'd like, praying you couldn't here it's thump although you were together.

touchy!chris, who would kill for more of your head massages. your fingers tangled in his hair as they slid past his scalp, untangling any knots as he closed his eyes in pleasure, practically falling asleep with his head between your thighs as he used both of them as a neck pillow.

touchy!chris, who would catch your mouth off guard, giving you a quick peck on the lips in front of everyone. not because he wanted to show off, but because he was genuinely aching for a reminder of the feeling of your lips onto his.

touchy!chris, whose heart would skip a beat everytime you laid tiredly on top of him in the morning, applying gentle kisses on his neck, the feeling of soft serenity resting in his stomach as your scent engulfed him.

touchy!chris, who was obsessed with your signature scent, loving the way his pillow would smell after you'd spend the night, sneaking a quick whiff from it when you were gone.

touchy!chris, who loved playing with the strands of your hair no matter where you went, at restaurants, at parties, at hang outs. he would allow his fingers to pull on a strand of your hair, watching the curl bounce back up again when letting go, repeating the action.

touchy!chris, who didn't like to admit he liked the corny PDA shit, who would constantly hold onto your hand when you went outside and let his thumb brush over your knuckles, analyzing just how perfectly your hand fit in his.

touchy!chris, who would insist on going grocery shopping with you, yet panics when you'd leave his side for an instant, like losing a child at a park. which would happen one too many times, he would hook his fingers on the waistband of your pants and drag you closer to him. "chris, i need to get toothpaste." you would sigh. the grip his fingers had on your belt loop didn't release. "let's go get toothpaste, then." he would answer, letting himself trail behind you with his fingers secured onto your belt loop.

touchy!chris, who would share his lollipop with you, letting you try the cherry flavor that was just in his mouth.

touchy!chris, who manspread on his couch when you'd walk by, hoping you'd take the hint and straddle him.

touchy!chris, who loved to cup your ass when making out, feeling how full you were in his grasp as he'd knead it, unapologetically gripping onto it

touchy!chris, who was open about his love for cowgirl, loving the way your tits would bounce in face as you fucked yourself on top of him.

touchy!chris, who wouldn't miss the opportunity to slap you on the ass when he'd walk past, a small smirk of a warning on his face before he does it.

touchy!chris, who would stand behind you as you made dinner, hugging you from behind as he made unnecessary comments about how he's pretty sure a boner is forming.

touchy!chris, who loves to leave his marks on you, leaving splotchy hickeys on your neck, tits, thighs, collarbones, jaw. once he found a new spot to give you a bruise, they would practically become permanent, the moment they'd fade away he'd replace them with new ones.

touchy!chris, who loves to eat you out, doing it for him, not you. loving the way your moans would erupt, the way you'd grind your hips into him as he sucked on your bud, licking your glistening folds from your previous orgasm.

touchy!chris, who would be in the middle of doing anything before suddenly pulling you to the side and giving you a quickie, cus he felt like it (how silly)

touchy!chris, who would always be the one to suggest riding his face, when a contradicting opinion would form between you two, he'd jump at the excuse of you riding his face to solve it. "you're wrong!" you rolled your eyes. "fine, if you're so right, ride my face then!" he folds his arms like a child who was trying to prove a point. a few seconds pass. "ride your face?" "yep. if you're so sure about what you're saying, prove it and ride my face." he shrugs. "you want me to prove it while riding your face?"

touchy!chris, who would genuinely start tweaking if you weren't by his side. he needed you always, like his life size fidget toy.

touchy!chris, who would insist that you sit on his lap as he played fortnite.

touchy!chris, who would immediately neglect the game and bend you over his desk, fucking you senseless.

touchy!chris, who loved to pull on your hair, no matter the situation.

touchy!chris, who would genuinely worry when you say your back is hurting, immediately offering to give you massages and foot rubs.

touchy!chris, who got your initials painted onto his nails, using the two fingers to pump in and out of you.

touchy!chris, who was a mastermind at overstimulating you until you were out of breath and practically on your knees begging, even then he would continue to steal your orgasms.

touchy!chris, who would hop in the shower with you, whether you asked him to or not, casually cleaning himself and then you, pressing the loofa full of soap on you and down your back before looking at you and raising an eyebrow, "what?" he wonders, you don't say anything. he's acting as if he didn't just lift your arms to scrub your sides for you. "your tits look great dripping wet by the way, gives you this dangerous siren-esque look–" "shut the fuck up, chris." "got it."

(matt's version)

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vanteguccir · 4 months

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Sleeping prank | Chris Sturniolo

Chris Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where Nick pranks Chris and Y/N while they are sleeping.

Warning: None.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

PS.: I know I posted a Matt x reader just some hours ago, but I just watched the triplets' vlog in Texas and had this idea, I've never written so fast 😫.

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Nick walked towards the double bed closest to the hotel room's door, their vlogging camera in his right hand, while his left hand held a bottle of lemonade.

He slowly approached, raising the camera so that the lens caught what was on top of it, or rather, who. Y/N and Chris were still fast asleep, both covered by the fluffy white blanket.

The girl was lying on the left side, that is, closer to Nick. Her head was lying on Chris's right arm, using it as her personal pillow, while the boy's left arm was around her shoulders covered by one of his t-shirts.

The only visible parts of the couple were their heads - which were practically on top of each other - and Chris's bare shoulders and arms that were slightly shivering from the Texas cold. Unfortunately, the room's heater didn't seem to be able to combat the coldness completely.

Nick couldn't see, but he was sure their legs were tangled under the blanket. He joked that when they slept together, they seemed to melt into each other with how close they were.

As the oldest triplet got closer to the bed, the camera was able to capture the small snores that came out of Chris's half-open mouth and the soft sighs that escaped Y/N's nose, both sounding like a lullaby to each other.

Nick pressed his lips into a thin line, trying to contain his laughter as he anticipated the couple's reaction. He loved playing pranks on them both, especially when they were sleeping.

"Chris, do you want a sip? Y/N?" Nick's voice sounded low behind the camera as the lens captured him, raising his left arm, the bottle entering the frame, bringing it closer to the couple's faces.

Chris, being a light sleeper, woke up seconds after. He lifted his head slightly as he tightened his arms around Y/N, pulling her closer - if that was even possible.

That movement woke up Y/N, or almost. The girl opened her eyes slightly, keeping them in a thin line, exhaling through her nose before closing them again, seeming not to register Nick in front of her.

"Hmm?" The questioning sound escaped Chris's throat. He turned his head from side to side slowly, trying to understand what was happening, his messy hair falling into his eyes.

"Do you want a sip? I think Y/N must be thirsty, too." Nick continued, his cheeks turning red from the effort he was doing while trying not to laugh.

"What, Nick?" Chris's voice sounded for the first time, the hoarseness making his words almost intelligible. The sound made Y/N open her eyes again, this time a little wider.

She lifted her hands, which were previously under the blanket, and brought them to Chris' ones in front of her body, intertwining them, shivering at the contact of her hot skin with her boyfriend's cold one. A sound of discomfort left her lips as she finally noticed Nick in front of her, holding what looked like a bottle. She quickly closed her eyes again, feeling too tired for whatever that was that Nick wanted.

"It's lemonade. Do you guys want a sip or not?" Nick prevailed, moving the bottle closer to their faces.

"If you drop that on me... I'll kill you." This time, it was Y/N's voice that sounded, equally hoarse and tired from the previous day's filming with Sam and Colby. She only opened one eye this time, looking at Nick but not really being able to focus on him, her vision blurred by sleep.

"It's lemonade." The standing boy spoke again, letting out a low, almost imperceptible laugh. He knew he would get yelled at when the couple actually woke up.

"Are you fucking stupid?" Chris responded, stretching for a few seconds without letting go of Y/N's hand, pulling her closer against his bare chest and burying his head in the crook of his girl's neck, exhaling the natural scent of her skin.

"Go away, Nick." Y/N spoke again, finally closing her eyes completely with the comfort of her boyfriend's body heat against her own, a happy sigh scaping her mouth.

They both fell asleep again within seconds, as if nothing had happened.

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Extra - comments:

"the way they sleep so close together, being all cuddly and everything 🥺"

"Chris and Y/N are such couple goals"

"I've never seen a cozier bed in my life 😫"

"dear Santa Claus ✏️📄"

"I want a boyfriend who cuddle me while we sleep like I'm going to run away at any minute 😭"

"Nick is a real pest LMAO"

"Nick holding himself back from laughing behind the camera 😭"

"Chris and Y/N's sleepy voice 😔"

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teapartyprincess4two · 3 months

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omg can you make a chris version to the talkative fic? my english isn’t very good i apology if this doesn’t make sense!

Talkative- C. Sturniolo

pairing: Yapper!reader x Boyfriend!Chris

classification: SFW & NSFW headcannons

inspiration: request^^

warnings: some 18+ content, use of y/n, established relationship

summary: head cannons of Chris with a talkative, yapper girlfriend!

Talkative- M. Sturniolo (Matt’s Version)

Talkative- N. Sturniolo (Nick’s Version)

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☆ SFW

You love to talk and that’s something Chris has loved about you from the moment he met you. He, much like you, is extremely extroverted, but every girl he’s talked to in the past has always found him to be too much. You’re his perfect match and although he also likes to talk, he loves to listen too.

☆ Chris never gets tired of hearing you talk, “Babe tell me the story about the teddy bear again.”

☆ You retell stories in such a detailed way that he can’t help but burst into laughter even if he’s heard it before.

☆ When you talk about your friends, it’s like you’re explaining their lore in full detail each time.

☆ “No, babe, that was Savannah. I’m talking about Teala,” or “Dude, I’m telling you that’s why they fired that bitch.”

☆ He has all the characters memorized, even categorizing their lives into arcs, episodes, and seasons.

☆ “Wow Teala is in her villain arc,” and “On this weeks episode of, Who the Fuck is Getting Fired!”

☆ He loves asking you questions because you somehow know the answer to everything.

☆ You’ll be eating dinner and suddenly a random question will pop into his mind, “Y/n, what does litigate mean? I heard someone use it today, sounded fancy.”

☆ You look up at him mid bite, slightly confused but also intrigued at a new topic of conversation.

☆ “I think it has something to do with the law, I don’t know, babe. But one time I heard someone say that on one of those court shows��” you drone on for a while.

☆ Chris always Googles the answers afterwards, not because he doesn’t believe you, but because he truly thinks you’re the smartest person on this planet and you haven’t been wrong yet.

☆ You’re both equally insane, you’ll laugh like crazy people no matter where you are.

☆ You tell the best jokes too, your mind works so fast that you’re able to create comebacks and quick, witty remarks to everything he says.

☆ Sometimes you’ll join him and his brothers on grocery trips, and the both of you wander off just completely in your own world.

☆ You’re the only person who can catch Chris off guard.

☆ You’ll say something completely unexpected and outlandish, causing him to pause whatever he’s doing and stare at you in shock.

☆ “Babe! No way you just said that.”

☆ “I said it, and I’ll say it again.”

☆ When you’re with friends, you tend to talk over each other and your friends almost break their necks switching their attention between you and Chris.

☆ To other people it might seem like you’re fighting each other for the spotlight, but in reality you’re able to bounce off each other’s energy and add on to whatever the other says.

☆ He knows what it’s like to be called annoying, so if anyone ever makes you feel uncomfortable for being talkative he defends you without hesitation.

☆ “Watch your fucking mouth. Don’t say shit like that about her.”

☆ Every conversation you have is full of inside jokes that no one else can keep up with, and it’s literally something new every week.

☆ Although other people are confused by the jokes, you and Chris understand each other fully, almost like you speak your own made up language.

☆ You make each other laugh so hard that your cheeks and ribs will start hurting.

☆ “Chris stop! I’m gonna pee,” you wheeze, rolling over on your side as you try to catch your breath.

☆ He keeps going though, making you laugh harder by making silly faces and funny voices through his story.

☆ After long days of filming and being away from you, he’ll cuddle up next to you in bed and murmur through the drowsiness, “Talk to me baby.”

☆ You know he’s tired so you don’t talk his ear off at a high energy, you just retell your day and play with his hair, kissing his face between sentences.

☆ He loves the sound of your voice, each word as sweet as honey, instantly lulling him into a peaceful sleep.

☆ You’re very opinionated and sometimes you say something he disagrees with, instantly creating a debate between the two of you.

☆ The debates always start off innocent, just you two going back and forth with opinions and the occasional fact.

☆ It’s not until it gets personal that Chris gets upset, giving you the silent treatment until you’re begging for him to talk to you again.

☆ “Chris, I’m sorry! Just talk to me, I’m so bored without you!” He tries putting on a tough guy act, but it never lasts long so he’s forgiving you within seconds.

☆ When you’re around older people, they always comment on what a nice, kind couple you two are because you engage in conversation with everyone.

☆ “What a nice old lady,” Chris says, slinging an arm around you as you both walk away.

☆ “Such wisdom,” you chime in, both of you falling into a fit of laughter. You could never take anything serious.

☆ NSFW

☆ Chris knows not to look too into your conversations with other guys, but sometimes he can’t help but get jealous.

☆ He’ll lose you at a party and find you talking to a stranger, an excited aura surrounding you as you jump from topic to topic.

☆ When he sees the guy becoming too comfortable and touchy, he makes his way over to you and inserts himself in the conversation.

☆ Later, he’s fucking you to teach you a lesson and clamping a strong hand over your mouth to keep you quiet, “This dirty little mouth of yours got you in trouble, Princess.”

☆ Other times he just gets turned on by your voice.

☆ He wants you to talk him through the sex and guide him on what positions you want.

☆ “C’mon baby, tell me how bad you want it.”

☆ Despite you both being talkative, there’s times when you’re so fucked out you’re speechless.

☆ The only sound that fills the room is skin slapping and Chris’s animalistic grunts, followed by your whimpers and small squeaks.

☆ He relishes in it, “This dick has you speechless, huh?”

☆ All he gets in response is a whimper, as you claw at his back for support.

☆ Chris loves when you dirty talk him, using your words to say filthy things to him.

☆ It riles him up beyond belief, and if you keep it going he’s lasting at least 3 rounds.

☆ Afterwards, he loves cuddling or spooning, both of you talking for hours about your future together.

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MASTERLIST

A/n:

Happy birthday to me! (It was yesterday at this point)

Thank you for this request and NEVER apologize for your English/ grammar. I’m a bilingual education major and I firmly believe you don’t need to apologize for that EVER. I luv u!

Also I’m bilingual (English & Spanish) If any of yall ever want to send in a request in Spanish, go ahead bbys! LOS AMO 💋💋💋

Lastly, I’ll admit that this was harder to write than Matt’s version idky

- L.A.M.B👼🏻💗

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wisdom; matt sturniolo

summary: you had to get your wisdom teeth out, but with your extreme phobia of needles, it wasnt going to be easy. luckily your boyfriend matt and his brothers stick by your side the entire time.

warnings: needles, mentions of rapid breathing, dentists, anaesthesia

the day had come. the day you had been dreading for weeks.

you had to get your wisdom teeth out.

normally, you werent such a wuss, you handled pain and hospitals well.

but needles.

you couldnt stand the sight of needles. their pricky ends and shiny surface making you feel lightheaded at the sight of them.

thats what make you so nervous for today, the part where they had to stab your arm with a huge ass needle to get the IV in.

you were on the way to the dentists office, your boyfriend matt sitting in the drivers seat, your best friend chris in the passenger seat, while you and your bff nick sat together in the back.

all three of them knew of your phobia of needles, so they were trying their best to calm you down before you got there.

"no chris you dont understand, how can i 'chill out' knowing a huge fucking metal pointy thing is going to be stabbed directly into my goddamn bloodflow, have you seen the length of those fuckin needles?" i say to chris frustratedly as he tried to explain to me that it was no big deal.

chris sighed in defeat as he gave up on trying to reason with you.

my nerves were increasing by the second as we got closer and closer to the dentists office.

matt noticed your anxious state and pulled over at the last stop sign before you reached the dentists office. he turned around leaned back to face you, cupping your cheek with his hand, softly caressing your face in an attempt to comfort you and calm you down.

"listen baby, i know you're nervous- i know that alright? but you need to stay calm for me. ill be there with you the entire time okay? theres no need to worry or be scared, nothings going to happen to you. you have us by your side."

you felt nick rub a soothing hand over your back as chris added

"yeah y/n, dont worry if the needle hurts you ill beat it up" making punching motions with his fist.

you couldnt help but giggle at chris's attempt to lighten the mood.

"alright baby you ready to go in?" matt asked softly holding your hand tightly.

"ready" you sighed, knowing there was no getting out of this.

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the lights in the dentists office were blindingly bright white, forcing you to squint your eyes while you walked in. as you entered, you noticed all the dentist equipment sitting on the spotless metal counters, wires of different colours spread out all over the floor, connected to the dental bed.

the dentist was explaining the procedure to you, matt, nick and chris. but his words became more and more muffled in your brain as you look around the room. finally laying eyes on the needles.

matt sensed your change in demeanour as he noticed your breathing became increasingly rapid. he came up behind you, softly hugging your waist and moving you to the spot he was originally, blocking your eyes from the view of the needles. then wrapping an arm around you and tracing soft patterns on your shoulder while glancing at your face every few seconds to make sure you're not panicking, as you both continued to listen to the dentists explanation.

after the briefing about the procedure, it was time for it to actually happen. matt helped you up onto the dental bed, placing his hand on the back of your head to make sure you dont hit it as you lay back.

chris stood to the right of the bed, rubbing soothing circles on your shoulder

"you're gonna kill it y/n" he said supportingly

"yeah unless it kills me" you snorted, joking, making the boys giggle before returning to comforting you with small rubs and words of support whilst the dentist set up his equipment.

chris and nick left the room for a bit, wanting to give both you and the dentist space, as they knew it wouldnt be easy for you.

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it was time. time for the part you were dreading most. you stared at the long silver blade as the dentist filled it with the medicine that needed to be injected into you through the IV, matt standing beside the bed.

"hey- hey y/n, dont look at that, look at me okay." he said as he slowly moved your head towards him, trying to distract you from the needle.

"just look at me okay, youre doing so good baby im so proud of you."

you stared into matts big blue eyes as he gave you soft affirmations, how did you get so lucky?

matt saw the doctor getting ready to insert the needle into your skin, so he pulled your hoodie down to cover your eyes, and cradled your face into his tshirt, running his fingers through your hair, trying to distract you from what was about to come.

"you're doing so good for me baby, the worst parts almost over"

when you felt the cold metal pierce your skin, you leaned further into matt, trying not to embarrass yourself by whimpering or making any embarrassing sounds. as the needle was being pushed deeper in, you squeezed your eyes shut tightly.

"matttt" you groaned, on the verge of tears, muffled by his tshirt.

"i know baby, i know- youre almost done, you did amazing." he reassured you, holding your head into his shirt and smoothing down your hair while he watched you squirm in his embrace, his heart breaking at the sight.

once the IV was fully in, matt slowly loosened his grip on you, pulling you out of his embrace as you leaned back onto the bed, just then you heard the door open revealing chris and nick walking back in.

"you did it y/n!" chris exclaimed, placing a hand on your head

"we're so proud of you" nick added, patting his hand on your leg as reassurance

"that fuckin sucked" you slurred, the anaesthesia kicking in.

"ooh y/n's getting drowsy now, thats the anaesthesia kicking in" nick said

"how do you feel baby" matt asked rubbing your shoulder

"all i can feel is this fucking dumb bitchass needle in my goddamn arm" you replied, words slurring, making the boys break out into laughter at your choice of wording.

"well now the worsts part over baby, you faced your fear so well."

"hmmmm" you hummed in reply, feeling too drowsy to think

through your blurred vision you looked up at the 3 boys

"you guys look the same" you said

"matt.i love you so fuckin much" you added immediately without giving them time to reply

"and chris and nick i love you guys too"

the boys giggled at your sudden affection

"we love you too y/n" nick giggled

'you're so pretty matty" you admired, reaching your hand out to matt's face, making chris and nick giggle.

"you're the prettiest girl in the world baby, and i love you so much, but right now you gotta keep your hands down okay? if you keep your hands still we can get out of here faster and go get ice cream okay" matt retorted

"can we play ayesha erotica on the way home?" you asked innocently, looking up at matt with pleading eyes.

"yes y/n we can play ayesha erotica"

"i wanna go the fuck home" you said, before falling into a deep sleep due to the anaesthesia.

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outside the room

y/n was undergoing the procedure of getting her teeth taken out now, which means the boys had to leave the room.

"matt how do you feel" chris asked, throwing a shoulder around his brother, recording him on his iphone.

"im so proud of her, i know she was scared and i know she'd beeen feeling pain so its a relief that she was able to pull through and face her fears. i knew she could do it shes my girl." matt said to the phone

"thats adorable" nick giggled, before the doctor called them to come back in.

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you were now fully awake, 4 teeth less than before, with gauze in your mouth and a frown on your face

"hi baby, you such an amazing job. im so fucking proud of you right now." matt said as he placed a soft kiss on your forehead, unable to wipe the smile off his face as he admired how cute you looked, mouth swollen, and filled with gauze that made your cheeks puffy, and an adorable frown on your forehead.

"youre crazy y/n, you made that look so easy" nick said rubbing your head.

"can we go home now please" you said grumpily, anaesthesia still now worn off.

"i want this fucking shit out of my body" you said referring to the IV in your arm, as you tried to yank it out.

"WOAH NO- NO Y/N YOU CANT PULL IT OUT" matt exclaimed worriedly.

"baby you need that in you, it helps you not feel the pain in your mouth."

"matt whats this" you asked sticking your tongue out

"thats your tongue baby"

"i cant feel it, or my lips, where are my lips?"

"theyre right here" matt replied as he gently pressed a finger to your lips, giving you the perfect oppurtunity to place a soft kiss on the pad of his finger, making him giggle,

"i want chipotle" you stated bluntly

"no- no chipotle, she cant have any hard foods that may get stuck in her mouth for atleast two weeks, stick to ice creams, soups and mashed potatoes." the dentist told matt, knowing you wouldnt be able to remember this information.

"heard that baby? ice cream and mashed potatoes- doesnt that sound great?"

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you got to leave the dentist in a wheelchair, which was pretty great.

once you got home, matt ordered you chicken noodle soup and fed it to you while you guys watched spongebob, then he cleaned and replaced your gauze, then helped you get changed and into bed, holding you tightly as you both drifted off into sleep.

you could not have asked for a better boyfriend than matthew sturniolo, you really hit the jackpot.

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guccifrog · 3 months

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CARNIVAL 🎟

➥chris sturniolo x f!reader

bless my baby @sleepysturnss for giving me this idea 💦

warnings ⚠️: dick riding in public i guess

requested ✉

now playing :

CARNIVAL— ¥$,Playboi Carti, Rich the Kid

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➥The carnival was in full swing, the air thick with the scent of sweat, popcorn, and the mechanical smells generated by the rides. you and your boyfriend Chris found yourselves in line for the Ferris wheel, your bodies almost pressed together as you waited for your turn.

You were wearing a mini skirt so short it barely covered your ass, and every time you shifted your weight, Chris felt the soft fabric of your skirt brush against his hardening cock.

even though you didn't wear that skirt intentionally, You weren't innocent either you were very aware of the effect you were having on him, In fact. it was rather arousing to know that you had the power to make him feel this way just by a piece of clothing.

As the line slowly moved forward, you shifted your weight once more, grinding your ass against his crotch. He groaned quietly, his eyes closing momentarily as he fought to maintain his composure. You could feel how frustrated he was growing, and it was making you wet.

"stop it. You’re getting me all worked up.” Chris hissed through clenched teeth. You giggled, as you pulled out a lipgloss from your purse, purposely dropping it to the floor. "Whoops! Looks like I dropped something…" you said, bending down slowly to pick it up. As you did, you felt your skirt ride up, exposing your lace-covered panties to his hungry gaze. "You're testing me right now," he warned, his voice strained, making you smirk teasingly.

Groaning in irritation, Chris's hands clenched into fists at his sides as he fought to maintain control. He glanced down at your ass, which was now pressed so tightly against his crotch that he could feel every movement you made. He couldn’t take it anymore, he needed you.

When the carnie finally called out "Next!" and they shuffled forward, Chris couldn't wait to get you alone. He practically shoved you onto the next open seat on the Ferris wheel.

"Chris!" You giggled as you settled into the seat, straddling him and positioning your legs on either side of his hips.

As the Ferris wheel began to ascend, you leaned forward, pressing your lips against Chris's, your tongues dancing hungrily as they explored each other's mouths. He gripped your hips tightly, feeling the soft, warm skin of your thighs pressed against his palms. You moaned into the kiss, arching your back as you ground your wetness against him.

Chris pulled away, Quickly undoing his pants and pushing them down a little. His hard cock sprang free, standing at full attention as he positioned it at your entrance. He looked into your eyes, his own filled with craving, with a swift thrust, he was inside you, without a warning.

You let out a gasp as he filled you, the sensation of being so fully connected to him sending shockwaves through your body. He began to move, slowly at first, his hips rocking back and forth as the Ferris wheel continued its slow rise. His movements grew more urgent, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he pumped harder and faster inside you.

"Does that feel good?" Chris asked making you nod as You arched your back, pressing your breasts against his chest, while Your nails dug into his shoulders, urging him on, and demanding that he never stop.

"use your fucking words" Chris groaned into your neck.

"fuck-nghn yes, you make me feel so good!" You managed to choke out, As the Ferris wheel reached its highest point, you were surrounded by the bright lights and the sound of laughter and screams from the other riders. Chris looked down into your eyes, his expression a mixture of lust and love, as he began to move faster, his hips meeting yours in a steady rhythm.

The sensation of being so high up, and so exposed, only seemed to heighten your arousal. You wrapped your legs tightly around his waist, gripping him as you rocked your hips in time with his movements. Your breath came in short, uneven gasps as you neared your climax, your body tense and ready to explode.

Chris felt your inner walls clenching around his cock, signaling that you were close. He leaned forward, his breath hot against your neck as he began to thrust harder, faster, his hips pounding into yours. He reached down between your bodies, gripping your swollen clit roughly and rubbing it in small, tight circles.

"Chris~"You cried out as your body shuddered violently in his arms, as you climaxed, your hot liquid coating his cock. He groaned deeply, feeling the force of your orgasm pulling him over the edge as well. With one last powerful thrust, he released himself deep inside you, his cum filling you up.

You were both breathing heavily as the Ferris wheel began its descent. Chris gently pulled out of you, his cock slipping wetly from your body. He reached down to stroke your cheek, wiping away a bead of sweat that had trickled down from your temple.

"You feel so good," he whispered, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

The Ferris wheel continued its descent, and as the bright lights of the carnival came back into view, you both breathed a sigh of relief. Chris adjusted his pants, making sure they were securely in place and then leaned in to kiss you again. This time, it was slower, more gentle. Your bodies still slick with sweat from earlier.

You got up as The ride came to a complete stop, and the attendant began to release the next car. Chris leaned in closer, his lips brushing against your neck. " Who would've thought we'd fuck in a Ferris wheel" he whispered, causing you to giggle.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours. " I think a Ferris wheel is my favorite carnival ride from now on," you joked, making him raise an eyebrow" That's a crazy thing to say, after riding this big boy" he pointed down at his dick, making you hit his arm playfully.

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