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hey babyyy i have an actual real req this time cause im too lazy to write it and i know you’ll eat it up (plus it fits dwb chris a lot)

alr, chris goes away on a trip to visit family or wtv and when he gets back reader surprises him with a freshly healed tongue piercing. do with that what u will

i love u bestieee

brownies

dealer! chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutttt, p in v, cream pie, oral fixation, oral (male receiving), drug use (edibles), cursing

a/n: I LOVE YOU @bernardenjoyer <333

CHRIS’ POV

when i opened her front door, i was immediately met with the smell of something sweet.

the scent of chocolate hung in the air, the warm air of her apartment making it feel inviting. there was music playing in the background, being overpowered by the sound of her screaming out the lyrics.

when i rounded the corner, i was met with the source of the singing. she wore a t-shirt of mine, it was long enough to just cover her ass.

she was wiping down the counter, though she was doing more dancing than cleaning. she was barely able to get the words out, her movements leaving her out of breath.

when she stopped dancing, she leaned on the counter in front of her to steady her breathing.

i quietly made my way up to her, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind. she jumped slightly at the touch, relaxing into my hold when she realized it was me.

“what are you making?” i asked, leaving a kiss to her cheek.

i felt her smile grow wider against my lips, “special brownies” she answered.

“special? what’s so special about them?” i asked as she craned her neck to look at me.

“you’ll see” she whispered, before closing the gap between us.

she had a small bit of batter on her lips, which i eagerly collected on my tongue with a swipe.

she took that as a cue to allow my tongue entrance into her mouth, which i graciously took.

as my tongue skimmed along the surface of hers, i felt something cool and hard rub against mine. i removed my lips from hers at the feeling, watching as a shy smile grew on them.

she stuck her tongue out, showing off the small jewelry that laid embedded in it.

“you- you got…” i was barely able to finish my question, my brain going wild with images of her tongue in different places.

“yup, you like it?” she asked, taking in my bewildered expression.

“what do you think?” i asked as i turned her body to face mine, pushing my lips back onto hers.

she let out a quiet moan into my mouth, her hand cupping my jaw as the other tugged on my hair.

my own hands found her waist, pushing it into the counter behind her while she began to place kisses down my neck.

“missed you so much, baby” she whispered into my skin.

before i could say anything back, i was cut off by the ringing of her kitchen timer.

i kept a firm grip on her waist, while she licked a stripe up my neck and pressed a kiss to my jaw.

i let out a moan at the feeling of her piercing dragging against the skin.

“i gotta get that, chris” she whispered against me, grabbing my hands. she placed a kiss to each of them before moving to the oven.

she grabbed an oven mitt and bent over to grab the brownies, giving me a perfect view of her lacy panties that were previously hidden under her shirt.

just as quickly as she had bent over, she stood upright again. she placed the baking pan on top of the stove, throwing the mitt onto the counter beside her.

now that the brownies were fully baked, the smell of the chocolate grew stronger. i went to reach for one, only to have my hand smacked away.

“chris, they need to cool” she spoke, “plus, they’re not even cut yet” she pointed out, moving the pan farther away from me.

“ok, then i’ll cut them” i spoke, reaching for a knife.

she let out a quick sigh before cutting me a piece and putting it on a plate.

“they’re your favorite” she spoke as she handed me the plate, a knowing grin grew on my face at that.

“edibles?” i asked, causing her to nod excitedly. she cut herself a piece of her own, quick to put it on a plate before burning her fingers.

we both ate our brownies, catching each other up on our day and talking about whatever came to our minds.

suddenly, she pulled me into a tight hug, whispering sweet words into my ear.

“missed you so fucking much” she spoke before pressing a kiss to the tip of my ear.

“missed talking to you face-to-face like this” she said as she placed her hands on my hips.

“missed kissing you” she spoke against my skin, trailing kisses down my neck. her hands snuck under my shirt, nails dragging across my chest as she moved lower down my body.

her eyes never left mine as she bunched my shirt up to my chest, causing me to take hold of it and pull it off of my body. “want my tongue, baby?” she asked, smiling when i nodded my head feverishly.

she folded the waistband of my sweatpants down, immediately running her tongue along the newly exposed skin.

i let out a groan at her teasing, moving my hands to tug my sweatpants down. “eager much?” she asked, raising her eyebrows at me.

she guided me over to a chair, lightly pushing my shoulders to sit down. instead of answering her previous question, i lifted my hips, pulling down my boxers and throwing them to the side.

i watched as a string of spit fell from her mouth onto my dick, making me squirm slightly as it rolled down my length.

she gave my tip a kitten lick, eliciting a groan from me as i gripped the sides of my seat.

i could tell the weed was starting to kick in, as her every touch seemed to drive me crazy.

she swirled her tongue around my tip, the coolness of her jewelry causing my hips to buck up. she held my hips down as she continued to tease my tip.

her droopy, red eyes met mine as she moaned around me, making my head fall back.

she ran her tongue along the underside of my dick, causing my hand to shoot out to her arm to hold onto.

“p-please, don’t tease baby. too sensitive” i mumbled out, fingers digging into her skin.

“but i like watching you get worked up” she chuckled, leaving kisses up and down my length.

spurts of pre-cum began to drip down from my tip, causing her to run her tongue along me sensually.

she looked up at me through her lashes as she moved her tongue as slow as possible, making me whine out.

“p-please baby, need you so badly” i spoke, causing her to tilt her head slightly. she removed her mouth from me altogether, making me screw my eyes shut in frustration.

without warning, she climbed onto my lap. due to my slower reaction time, i wasn’t able to process what was happening until she had sunken down onto me fully.

i let out a groan in surprise, hands shooting to her waist as she began to ride me. “so fucking needy, chris. this what you wanted?” she asked, her words slurring into each other slightly.

“yes, yes, yes” i heaved as my hands slid down to her ass, gripping the skin firmly as she moved on top of me.

she felt impossibly tight around me, her walls clamping down on me harshly. her hard nipples pressed against the fabric of the t-shirt tauntingly.

i reached for the bottom of the shirt before speaking, “can i-” i started.

she seemed to understand what i was asking before i even finished, nodding her head and raising her arms to help me pull it off.

i immediately wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer as i took one of her boobs into my mouth.

one of her hands came up to the back of my head, carding through my hair. her hips moved quickly against mine, never breaking their rhythm.

she pushed my head further into my chest, her head falling back as she became lost in her own euphoric world.

i drew my hand back to slap her ass a few times, finding pleasure in the way that she clenched around me in response with loud cries falling out of her mouth.

when i felt her begin to slow down, i tightened my grip around her, thrusting up into her. her loud moans bounced off of the kitchen walls, along with the wet squelches of my dick plunging in and out of her.

“chris, i’m so close” she choked out, nails digging into my back as she clung onto me. i brought a hand down to rub her clit, causing her legs to begin to shake around me.

“i got you, let go for me” i spoke right before she released all over me. she let out soft moans into my neck, continuing to grind down on me through her high.

“fuck, c’mon chris. i know you’re close, give it to me baby” she spoke between moans, leaving light kisses against my neck.

i let out a long moan as i held her down against me, filling her up with my seed. she shuddered against me at the feeling, nuzzling her nose into the crook of my neck as we both tried to catch our breath.

i rubbed her back gently, my chin resting on her shoulder as i held her close. i felt her back rise and fall, watching her breathing begin to slow.

“alright, let’s get you cleaned up before you fall asleep on me” i spoke, only to be met with the sound of soft snores.

too late.

masterlist

dealer chris masterlist

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dazednmatthews cherrie tree 🎀🍒 (masterlist)

m. sturniolo:

toxic!matt x toxic!reader texts 2 3 4

bf!matt 2 3 4 5

dealer w benefits! matt 2 3

when you know

baecation

flirty bff!matt

number neighbor 2 3 4 4.5

sick!matt hcs

bf!matt x stressed college gf hcs

(crazy how) this love thing seems unfair

c. sturniolo:

toxic!chris x toxic!reader texts

bf!chris 2

neighbor!chris 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 11.5 12

chris x music lover!gf

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yall leaving a toxic relationship that you’ve been in for years is so fucking hard im ab to throw up

#lustfulslxt #joss speaks #i can’t deal #literally help me

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actually crying what

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i deadass want to grind my pussy against every inch of him… is that wrong??

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https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTLrmgRR7/

MATTHEW ENERGY

him immediately nodding his head when the “when he goes down on me” part comes on is so matt!!! once the videos over, he’d be smiling hella hard n be like “damn right i’m pretty.” LIKE UGHHHH

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Oh I’m so sad … he’s so handsome :(

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accident┆m.sturniolo

summary - matt accidentally does the knee thing while the two of you are making out <3

pairing - matthew sturniolo x female reader

cw - suggestive, making out, mentions of sex, implied sex, humiliation, teasing, grinding, pet names, lowercase intended

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you paid no mind to the tightness of matt’s grip on your hips as he leaned above you, pressing your body further into the mattress beneath you.

you supported your weight by reclining on your elbows as you laid against his silk sheets, letting him rest in between your legs.

both your tongues lazily danced against each other as he cupped your cheeks, pulling your face implausibly closer to his.

your legs subconsciously widened as the kiss deepened, both of you being too lost in the moment to care how your bodies motioned.

you felt matt smile into the kiss, a reaction caused by the moan that escaped your lips. it wasn’t your fault though, it was his. it was because the nights you would return home from work would always end like this; the two of you down each other’s throats before he fucks you stupid. it wasn’t your fault you needed him.

in an attempt to be impossibly closer to you, matt moves his body further against yours, causing his knee to press against your clothed cunt.

at the sudden rush of pleasure, you cut the kiss short with a moan, your head turning to break the intimate moment.

immediately, matt turns your head in order for you to keep your eyes on him.

‘baby?’ worry laced his tone as he saw your state, eyes glossy and cheeks flushed.

‘are you okay?’ poor boy, he wasn’t aware of the fact that he was the reason for your sudden recoil. in an act of concern, he moves closer once again, resulting in his knee pressing harder against your pussy.

your face scrunches at the throb from your core, trying to avoid his gaze once again.

it didn’t take him long to realise, not when he looked down to see what was causing you to react like this. the confusion was quick to leave his face. instead, it was replaced with a shit-eating grin.

‘oh, honey…’ he coos, purposely pressing his knee harder as he rests his forehead against yours, the tips of your noses meeting. ‘is that too much for you?’

his tone is infused with faux concern as he pouts down at you, mocking your expression.

he giggles at the way you nod your head dumbly, your mind already too hazy for you to respond properly.

‘poor girl.’ he mutters, his fingers finding their way to your face once again. ‘if you can’t handle this, how will you take what m’ gonna give you after?’ he questions you as two of his fingers tap the side of your face expectantly.

‘i- i can take it!’

his brows furrow at the way you huff angrily, crossing your arms. ‘yeah? you sure, baby?’

‘mhm!’ your pout returns to your kiss swollen lips as your hips roll downwards onto his knee, your cunt receiving the exact stimulation that makes your mouth water.

he smiles at your action, his hands trailing from your face to your hips, clasping onto them as he helps you grind down onto his knee. ‘oh, look at you.’ he murmurs, eyes clouding with lust.

‘let’s see if you can truly take it then, hm?’

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the end?????? omggffhhfhfbf

if u think i’m pretty || chris sturniolo

SMUT. 18+. Minors DNI. tw: hate fucking. lots of it. bickering while fucking? idk you get the gist. finally got around to writing about chris. can you believe i scrapped like 5 fics? 🥴 yeah me either! also, sequel with matt if yall want it ;)

“Christopher fucking Sturniolo!”

Your words were laced with venom, the staircase rumbling beneath you as you stomped upstairs. Faintly you could hear Matt call out for you, your mind too filled with rage to hear him properly.

Pornographic moans flooded your eardrums as you reached Chris’s room, your eyes nearly rolling into the back of your head. Your closed fist rattled his door, the dramatic moans coming to a screeching halt.

“Open the fucking door dickwad!” You screamed. Impatiently you tapped your foot, deciding he was taking too long. You grabbed the door handle, (surprised to find it unlocked), and swung the door open.

It was almost comical watching Chris and a girl you didn’t know scramble to get themselves dressed.

“What the fuck are you doing in here? Get the fuck out! Haven’t you ever heard of privacy?” Chris spat, shoving his gray sweatpants on. For a brief moment you felt bad for the girl, her waterline filling with tears. She was just one of many you had seen this week. You grabbed a shirt you presumed to be hers, handing it to her. You took a deep breath, containing your anger as you looked at her.

“Please get dressed and for the love of God, find someone better to fuck,” You sighed. The blonde was gone in a flash, practically sprinting out of Chris’s room. You crossed your arms, shooting lasers out of your eyes as you glared at the brunette across from you. Oh, only if looks could kill.

“I’m not believing my phone magically teleported into the dishwasher of all places,” You snarled. Your phone had been missing for six hours straight, your iphones location still saying it was at the triplets house. You had dragged Matt and Nick all around their house, searching from the ceiling to the floor. When you had finally accepted defeat, you had opened the dishwasher to grab a bowl to make a snack.

And to your displeasure, your phone was sopping wet, sitting in plain sight on the rack.

“You have zero proof I did that, literally zero,” Chris argued. Your eyes briefly flickered to his exposed chest, the amount of skin throwing you off. You shook your head, showing Chris your ruined phone. “Really? Because I can’t recall the last time you did dishes but you magically did them last night,” You snapped. Chris shrugged nonchalantly, a cocky smirk creeping across his lips.

“What can I say? I figured i’d help out the household,”

That’s it.

You chucked your phone at him, the brunette dodging the attack by seconds. It was ruined away, even the rice method was unable to save your phone. It smacked against the wall, the sound making Chris jump. “Maybe your phone wouldn’t be ruined if you weren’t having very LOUD phone sex with your boyfriend!” Chris yelled. You threw your hands up in the air, completely dumbfounded. “What are you talking about? Why would I ever-” You began arguing, before it clicked.

You weren’t having phone sex with anyone, that was for sure. But you stayed over at the Sturniolo household frequently, to the point where you were there more often than you were home. As much as Chris drove you insane, you couldn’t deny how attractive he was. The concept of the attraction being forbidden, soured by years and years of bickering, did something inside of you.

You could feel heat rushing to your cheeks, even though you didn’t want it to. Chris snickered at your loss of words, shooting you a genuine smile. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” He teased. In a swift motion you dashed across the room, your palm connecting with his cheek. Your tension with Chris had never gone beyond yelling. He had never crawled under your skin so much before, embarrassment seeping over you as you thought about the whole house hearing what he said.

A long pause silenced the room, the sound of the slap echoing through out your ears. Chris took a moment to process what you had just done, before his sharp gaze meant yours. His hand flew to your throat, gripping the sides as he threw you against the nearest wall. The air was knocked out of your lungs, your body in fight or flight mode. He easily towered over you, his sharp blue eyes filled with rage.

“You’re such a fucking whore,” Chris grumbled. He squeezed the sides of your neck harder, a whimper escaping your lips. His grip loosened, his attention fully dedicated to the sound you had made. The brunette tilted his head to the side curiously, as if he hadn’t believed what he just heard. “Did you just whimper?” He questioned. You shook your head no, Chris’s knee spreading your legs apart. Testing the waters, he brought his face closer to yours.

“You know, your little stunt prevented me from finishing earlier. Perhaps you’d like to help me out,” Chris purred, the glint of lust in your eyes telling him everything he needed to know. You rolled your eyes, your heart beginning to race as his body pressed against yours. “If you’re going to kiss me get on with it before I change my mind,” You said plainly. Chris’s grip on your throat tightened, your airway becoming restricted.

“You’ve always been a mouthy one,” He muttered, roughly bringing his lips to yours.

Chris hated how good you tasted, how good you smelled. He hated how your skin always looked so soft, your lips so plump. He despised how confident you were, always charging into everything in your life head first. What Chris actually liked, was that you challenged him. He knew that his infatuation with you wasn’t actually feelings, just raw and untamed lust. But fuck, with your lips against his, it made him want to change his mind.

The two of you clawed off each other’s clothes, discarding the clothing to the floor. Chris’s tongue swiped across your lower lip, before sliding inside. His kisses were rough and sloppy, your body addicted to the electricity he made run down your spine. You pushed him harshly against the bed, his back hitting the soft mattress underneath him.

You straddled him quickly, attempting to take control of the situation. Ever so slowly you grinded your wet cunt against his exposed shaft, a groan escaping his lips. Chris cockily put his hands behind his head, admiring you. “Go ahead, get yourself off just by grinding on me. You can do it pretty girl,” Chris instructed. You felt heat dash across your cheeks at the sound of his praise, your hips moving seemingly on their own.

Curses left your lips as you threw your head back. “Making me get myself off since you can’t do it? Figures,” You managed to say, your movements becoming more desperate. Chris leaned forward on his elbows, watching your cunt slide up and down his shift. “I’d watch your words ma, i’ll overstimulate you until you’re nothing but a cock craving whore,” Chris warned. His warning felt real, the threat in it seeking genuinely true. Even if you didn’t want to believe it.

Chris bit his bottom lip as you shamelessly grinded against him, every little movement providing pleasure to your clit. “You really think i’d fuck as many girls as I do if I couldn’t make them cum? I thought you were supposed to be smart,” Chris said coldly, mockingly tilting his head to the side. Your gaze landed back on the man beneath you, ignoring his cock in between your folds. “Yeah? I thought I was supposed to be overstimulated by now. What happened to that?” You challenged.

He was quick to change positions, your back landing against the mattress before you could think. He roughly spread your thighs apart, shoving two fingers into your cunt. A gasp of surprise was ripped from your throat, his spare hand resuming its place as your personal collar. Chris’s name spilled off of your lips as his fingers curled inside of you, his name becoming a sinful mantra. “What happened? Not so cocky now are we?” Chris taunted, watching you fall apart on his fingers.

The sight of you was enough to make his cock throb, his body craving attention. Chris remained focused, determined to corrupt you. “Open your fucking mouth slut,” Chris ordered. You so without a second thought, flattening your tongue across your bottom lip. He gripped your face harshly, leaning over and spitting into your mouth. “Swallow it,” He growled, watching you intently. You did as you were told, swallowing his saliva. You felt humiliated as it slid down your throat, the feeling euphoric.

“Thats a good girl, now why don’t you cum on my fingers for me? Hmm?” Chris asked. His words of praise made the rope inside of you snap, your orgasm washing over you without warning. Your vision went white, your thighs trembling as Chris removed his fingers from your aching cunt. You watched as he sucked them clean, maintaining eye contact with you as he did so.

Still coming down from your high, you put every last bit of energy into rolling your eyes. “Are you going to fuck me or just stare?” You asked. Chris’s cocky smile fell, replaced with a frown. “Nothings ever good enough for you, is it?” He replied, crawling on top of you. He brushed the tip of his cock up and down your folds teasingly, enjoying hearing you audibly whine for him. “Why’d you destroy my phone?” You asked, your coherent thoughts interrupted by him shoving himself inside of you.

You both moaned in unison, the unholy sounds vibrating off of the walls. “Why’d you decide to have phone sex in my house?” Chris gritted out, sliding himself further into you. He had more girth than you expected, your walls struggling to accommodate his size. “I asked you first dipshit,” You spat, fighting back a groan as he slid in further. Chris could feel your walls spasming around his cock, the sensation enough to make him cum right then and there. But he knew you’d never let him live it down.

“Yeah? Well I asked you second,” Chris replied, bottoming out inside of you. The tip of his shaft brushed against your g spot, the slightest movement of his hips making you whimper. “If you must know I wasn’t having phone sex, dumbass,” You said honestly. Chris pulled his hips back at a teasing rate, entertaining the argument. “Yeah? So what were you doing?” He questioned, doubting what you were saying. His hips bucked back into yours, hitting your g spot purposefully slow. He was drawing his thrust out, enjoying the sight of you squirming beneath him.

“I-I was thinking of you, alright? Now are you going to fuck me or what?” You rambled, embarrassed by your confession. Chris paused for a moment, soaking in your words. He leaned forward, his breath hot against your ear. “Is that so? Well, I destroyed your phone because I got jealous. You belong under me, just like this, taking my cock,” Chris purred, ignoring the embarrassment of his own confession. He pulled back slightly, allowing the two of you to make eye contact.

Out of breath and desperate, both of you panted as you stared into each other’s eyes. “Well, in that case, you better get on with it,” You said weakly. The same cocky smile that you hated plastered across his lips, his hips bucking into yours quickly. Your nails dug into his back as his hips continued to slam into yours, his cock buried inside of your cunt. Chris couldn’t hold back his own groans, your walls milking his cock dry.

With glazed eyes he met your gaze, relishing in the sound of your groans, chanting his name. “Open your mouth for me,” He ordered, his cock abusing your cervix. Chris enjoyed that you didn’t hesitate, obeying him without a second thought. He put two fingers into your mouth, shoving them as far back as he could. “Now fucking suck them slut,” He growled. With each degrading word you squeezed him harder, your body snitching on your hidden desire.

“You look so pretty like this, when you aren’t yapping that mouth of yours,” He huffed. A painful whine came from his lips, your nails purposefully digging deeper into his back. You pathetically bobbed your head up and down on his fingers, concealing your smirk as you heard him in audible pain. Chris slithered his spare hand down to your cunt, drawing fast and sloppy circles around your clit.

“Go on, cum for me. Cum on my cock like the good girl you are for me,” Chris panted. The extra sensation was enough to make you throw your head back, Chris’s fingers still lodged in your mouth. Your warning of your orgasm was muffled, your thighs shaking violently under him. The sight was going to be burned into Chris’s memory forever, the feeling of your cunt spasming around him giving him an undeniable ego boost. He fucked you through your orgasm, becoming preoccupied with chasing his own.

His fingers roughly grabbed your waist, fucking you rougher. “Shit, i’m gonna cum,” He admitted. Chris watched, mesmerized as his cock slid in and out of your cunt. “Where do you want it?” He asked, his hips beginning to stutter. You grabbed him by his throat, dragging him towards you. You put your mouth next to his ear, smirking as you told him, “Inside of me.”

You filthy fuck. For the first time your name fell from Chris’s lips as he came, his warm seed flooding your cunt. In unison you both tried to catch your breath, Chris carefully slipping out of you. The room was silent, besides desperate breathing, a knock came from Chris’s door.

“Yeah?”

“Your uh, doordash is here dude,” Matt said awkwardly. You could hear him place a bag in front of his bedroom door. “Thanks,” Chris replied, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible.

“Hey Chris?”

“Yeah?”

“Next time maybe fuck a little quieter, Nicks pretty pissed.”

You exchanged glances with Chris, watching as he shoved on a shirt.

“You heard him, be quiet next time,”

“Next time? There won’t be a next time. Mr.I lasted thirty seconds.”

The sound of you two bickering made Matt roll his eyes, causing him to walk away. He wondered if you both would ever get married, or if you both would hate fuck forever. He shrugged at the idea, heading back downstairs. All Matt knew for sure, was that your moans made him cum the hardest he ever had. And that, was enough for him.

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𝑻𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑩𝑶𝒀 | 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑻 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. ever since your boyfriend got you into playing his favorite game, he has been craving to touch you. how far will he go to get what he wants when you don’t give in?

soft dom!matt x fem reader, matt the munch, fingering, hair grabbing

a part 2 from my other gamer matt pic, 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚

— 2.2k words 💿🪻🎮

matt carelessly throws his car keys on the kitchen counter before walking down the hallway to get into his bedroom. he was beyond exhausted and irritated from driving his brothers around all day, and the back to back meetings he was forced to go to.

but.. what made him smile to himself all day was knowing he was coming home to his girlfriend.

he was thinking about you all day, and he couldn’t stop himself from flashing his beautiful pearly whites when he opens the door to see you in his room.

yet, your eyes were completely tied to his computer as he hears you cuss at the screen while hitting the keyboard profusely. “what the fuck, i hate you guys!” you shout, leaning back into the gaming chair.

“baby?” matt stands at the front of his door, standing still. you turn around quickly, moving the mic away from your mouth.

“oh, hi babe.” you throw him a quick smile before shifting your gaze back onto the game.

his eyebrows quickly knit together as he comes closer to you. he feels his heartbeat race, and not in the good way like you usually make it.

“you’re playing my game? and who you playing with..?” he asks, now standing next to his computer.

“mhm yeah, and with your boys! they taught me more tricks, here let me show you.” you exclaim, a wide grin on your face while matt stares at you intensely.

“no baby, not right now. i’m really not in the mood.” he snaps. he crosses his arms as he tucks his bottom lip with his top teeth.

your oblivious personality starts to peek through, making you not even notice how ticked off matt was standing right in front of you. you shrug your shoulders at your now pissed off boyfriend before going back to playing the game.

matt licks his top teeth with aggression before leaning down to the keyboard, hitting a key to pause the game. making you push back your headphones and look up at matt as you hit him with a glare.

“what the fuck you do that for? let me play.” yet matt doesn’t reply, except he turns the gaming chair just enough for you to be right in front of him as he starts to get on his knees. he holds onto your thighs for stabilization while he lets his blue eyes look up at you.

“matt.. what are you doing?” you whisper, looking down at him completely dumbfounded.

it felt like this wasn't the boy you were dating anymore. he usually was such a damn simp for you, always has been so unbelievably obedient towards you. but yet his possessive side was bursting out knowing you were playing with his friends.

matt still wasn't answering the question you kept repeating over and over.

you attempt to move the mic away from your face, which makes matt lift his arm out so quick to stop you from touching it. "you keep the mic there, right by your mouth so they can hear." he says. your eyes widen at how lustful his tone sounds.

"w-what? hear what?" you whisper. he left you almost speechless, trying to find the words you want to keep asking.

matt drags his fingertips along the exposed skin that was right below your shorts. you wearing his favorite loungewear set of yours was making him go insane. navy blue and white striped tank top, with the shorts that match with it.

he continues to drags his fingers down your thighs, then back up to where the band of your shorts were laying perfectly on your hips. he plays with the band with his two fingers.

“you know.. i had a really really bad day baby.” he sounds almost inaudible, as if he doesn’t want his friends to hear him through your mic. but that wasn’t the case. matt wanted nothing more than for his friends to hear this all go down.

he finally hooks his index and middle finger underneath the band of your shorts, bringing them down just enough to see your underwear. something immediately catches his eye. and that’s the tiny bow on the top of the cotton fabric. he twirls it around, and your mouth agapes with curiosity with what he is about to do to you next.

matt continues, “..and coming home to see my girlfriend playing with my friends when all i wanted was her attention.. really really irritated me.”

“i’m sorry, seriously. i-i, i didn’t know you had a bad day.” you say with innocence laced through your voice. matt moves his gaze away from your face down to your thighs. as he stops playing with the miniature bow on your panties, he decides to slide his two fingers finally down to your heat and begins to rub you through the fabric.

“stop matt..” a moan that wasn’t so quiet escapes from your mouth, completely forgetting his friends were still connected to the mic that was basically touching your lips at this point.

you went to lift your hand to move the mic, and matt looks up at you again. “what did i say? i said you have to keep it right there.” he sternly says. you nod, letting his dominant side win.

matt knew what he wanted.

“now, you’re going to go back to playing with my friends. you know.. pretend i’m not even here, okay?”

you hit the key to continue the game, and you hear his friends babbling in your ears. you try your hardest to balance your focus on the game and down at matt who is in between your legs. matt begins to leave a few kisses to your thighs to start teasing you, immediately making you weak.

“matt…” your cheeks begin to feel hot, as a bubbly feeling of arousal meets your stomach when you remember you teased matt in this exact gaming chair. instead, it was you who was now in the hot seat. and, there was no way he was letting you turn off the mic this time around.

“go on..” he whispers, pointing lously with his hand to the computer.

you sigh as you obey his demands and click the right buttons to move the character across the screen.

but you stop the moving of your game character abruptly when you feel matt’s fingers rub circles on your clit that was covered by the now damp fabric.

you look down at him with pleading eyes, afraid to say words that will be picked up by the mic from your mouth, but matt simply puts a finger to your lips to hush you before fully pulling the band down, making your panties be pushed all the way down to your ankles. “back to the game.” he says with a whisper, and so you lay your fingers on the keys that you touch so loosely and continue playing.

“yo what’s going on with y/n?” one of the boys on the game laughs, referring to the sporadic movement of your game character. you let out a small, awkward laugh and grip on the correct keys with more sternness so you can play normally.

you rack your brain for an excuse, “sorry guys the wifi in matt's house is terrible right now,” you huff, now forgetting about matt's presence below the chair and playing the game as usual.

your attention is finally locked in on the game. "guys, you have to go over ther—" yet you are unable to finish your sentence when you feel matt's tongue lick up your now exposed heat. you are practically speechless, not expecting him to actually go down on you while you were playing with his friends.

but matt was just getting started.

he didn't realize how much his tongue was craving your taste until he felt himself fully ache to go for another lick. matt looks up at you to see your reaction when he goes to bring his tongue back to your pussy. "matt.. please." you mouth to him.

"my friends are waiting for you, sweetheart. play the fucking game like i told you to." he demands. you swallow a big chunk of submissiveness, letting it absorb throughout your body when you obey him yet again.

how were you able to play well when your boyfriend was teasing the living shit out of you? you wanted to beg for him. you wanted to beg so fucking loud that it fills his bedroom walls. beg for him to just eat you out like he does so well every time.

"mhmm." you barely reply back. your hands feel like they are about to give out on you when you go back to hitting the keys.

you pull your gaze on the corner of the screen, noticing there was three more minutes left in the game, and matt did too.

his friends fill your ears with anxious screams as they play along with you. you were trying your hardest to play your best but matt was now sucking on your heat gently but effectively.

it took everything in you to not pause the game, and prioritize matt going down on you. but matt was almost doing this as payback. letting you and his friends know who you belong to.

as you were still playing the game, matt begins to fasten his pace. he flicks his tongue, going side to side before letting it go down just enough for him to be fully inside you. you gasped from the familiar feeling of his tongue going in and out of you, it was his favorite move to pull on you. especially because he knows how much it gets to you, and pulls you over the edge of stimulation.

you try to manage to play with one hand, because you quickly took your other one to cover your mouth to stop yourself from moaning out his name. if matt's attention wasn't so into being burried in between your thighs, he probably would have pulled your hand off your mouth. but he was so deeply in love with what he was doing to you, he almost forgot where he was.

he takes both of his arms and hooks them under your thighs, ensuring a strong hold on you as he deepens his tongue inside you. you look down and catch his eyes closed shut from how utterly obsessed he was with tasting you.

your eyes roll to the back of your head when you feel his tongue start to swirl around while it's still inside you. you take your hand off your mouth and place it on top of matt's head, trying to push him closer towards your heat-- if that was even possible.

he was practically pussy drunk at this point as you feel him moan against you while his tongue is still flicking back and fourth in you. you tighten your hold on matt's hair from the vibration his moan sent to your body. you immediately tuck your bottom lip with your top teeth to stop any moans from slipping out.

two minutes left on the game.

still holding onto matts curls with a strong hold, pulling him closer and closer to you while your head is facing the game. playing with one hand was hard, but only because matt was eating you out like he hasn’t touched you in months.

matt brings his tongue out, just enough for him to stick a finger inside you. now, you had his tongue and index finger hooking upwards to make you almost hit your climax.

you slap the desk a couple times to stop yourself from screaming out because he was overstimulating you with both his finger and his tongue.

one minute left on the game.

the lower half of matt’s face was drenched from how wet you were getting from every flick and suck he was sending to your heat. the constant feel of his scruff hitting your inner thighs was what you secretly loved as he was in between your shaking legs.

suddenly matt felt eager for more, as he goes and adds another finger in the mix. he pumps them both at the same time along with his tongue. your body has a quick reflex to shut your legs together from the immense of pleasure he was giving you.

you squeeze matt’s face in between your thighs, and he smiles as he still keeps the fast pace.

twenty seconds left of the game.

“matt.. fuck p-please! i swear to go—” you squeal out. by now, you don’t care if his friends can hear you cry out for him on the other side of the microphone because it was impossible to keep quiet with how much this has escalated.

matt pulls his tongue out when he hears you finally beg for him at the volume he desired and begins to flick his tongue back and fourth on your sensitive clit. he adds a third finger, as he pumps them in and out with an slight arch.

he feels your walls clench around his three fingers and his tongue that was focusing on your clit, sending you to overdrive.

five seconds left of the game.

“fuck baby, i’m cumming i’m cumming!” you repeat over and over, letting matt know you were close.

he doesn’t stop until he fully feels your walls close around his fingers and again he begins to smiles against your skin.

the game ends, and a big third place is shown on the screen, signifying you lost. you breathe heavily and begin to pant from the orgasm matt just gave you practically in three minutes.

“you might’ve lost, but i definitely won, huh?” he says with such a proud tone.

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. april 24, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

this took forever to write, but i’m backk. hope you enjoyed. couldn’t be asked to reread it for mistakes so if you see, no you didn’t shh. i love you!

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