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stvrniclo · 1 month

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"i don't wanna go, babe," you say stubbornly. chris had been invited to a party, and he was begging you, his girlfriend, to accompany him. you just weren't a party person though. social events were your worst enemy. you much preferred staying at home tucked warmly under your blankets with your stuffed animals watching tv, scrolling through tiktok, reading, doing whatever, as long as it didn't require you to have any interactions with anyone. except maybe your parents and chris. but that was it.

"please, honey bear," chris was trying his best to coax you, but you firmly shook your head. "i'm sorry, chris, but parties aren't my thing.."

"so?" chris spoke. "you'll be with me. you don't need to talk to anyone if you don't want to. just hang out with me."

"i'd much rather we hang out at home, love," you say, shrugging your shoulders. "no pressure, though. you can still go, if you want. i won't mind it at all, trust me."

"c'mon, you're no fun," chris says glumly.

"why, thank you, that makes me feel so much better!" you exclaim indignantly. "you're being really mean, y'know."

chris looks up at you guiltily, nervously running a hand through his hair. "sorry, ma, i didn't mean it."

"it's okay. i'm sorry, too. but i'm just tired and parties are really draining.." you trail off. chris places his hand over yours softly. "let's do something at home then, just the two of us, m'kay lovebug?" he says.

"okay," you reply. he sits down on his bed next to you, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you closer as he places soft, warm kisses on your forehead and the top of your head. "what do you wanna do?" he asks.

"mm.. i dunno, anything," you say. yours eyes light up for a moment. "chrissy, can i put on one of your hoodies first? please?"

"okay," he nods his head, smiling softly at you in adoration. you make your way to his closet, open it, and rummage through the hundreds of hoodies that your boyfriend owns. well, maybe not hundreds. but lots of them. "ugh, i can't pick! there's too many."

"want me to help?" chris enters behind you and picks out a soft grey one for you to put on. as you put it on over your pink and white striped pyjamas you can't help but let out a little squeal at how warm it is. god, it even smells like chris, a subtle mix of sage and honeysuckle.

"you look cute, ma," chris grins playfully. "shame i'll have to take that off later."

"chris!" you say, feigning a disapproving tone, as a soft giggle slips past your lips.

"i'm just sayin' my truth, princess," he shrugs and puts his hands up as if in an attempt to surrender.

"you're so cute, baby," you say while you look adoringly up at him as the two of you stand amidst all of his clothes and things.

"i know," chris says earnestly. he adds, "not as cute as you, though." he boops your nose softly and lovingly kisses the top of your head, his warm hands wrapped around your waist.

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thank u soso much for reading !! js a lil blurb for my favie ˚ ₊˚ˑ༄ؘ live laugh love christopher owen sturniolo <3

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luverboychris · 1 month

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𝑹𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻 𝑴𝒀 𝑾𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑮𝑺 | 𝑪𝑯𝑹𝑰𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶

IN WHICH.. you and chris broke up due to right person, wrong time. but what happens when you finally see him again after a year of distance?

simp!chris x fem reader, ex boyfriend, fluff, lil smutty, lil angst

tw: small mentions of panic attack, cutting

— 2.9k words / in honor of hitting 1k followers, here is a story mixed with everything! i hope you enjoy .. thank u sm

one year. one dreadful year being single. one year without having that person to cuddle with during your good and bad days. you missed having the ability to type his name in your phone and text each other back and fourth for as long as you wanted. the constant midnight calls. him wasting no time to get in his car and come over to you. yet, it wasn’t like that anymore. and, it hasn’t been like that for a long time.

you were the first to admit that you knew weren’t ready to be in a serious relationship. you knew it wasn’t fair to him, and you regretted even dragging him down with you. your mental health was complete shit, and you realized shortly after you had to break things off with chris.

but chris was the golden retriever to your black cat.

it was now the first party of the summer. you haven’t gone to a party in forever it felt like. it must’ve been a year and a half ago. but, your friend who never left your side wanted you to go out and socialize. it took plenty of convincing but you knew it was good for you to get out of the house and get a breath of fresh air.

“you look beautiful y/n. stop stressing. now let’s go inside, okay?” you friend reassures you. she locks her fingers with yours and gives you a soft smile to ease your nerves, and it worked.

but when that front door flung open, the nerves quickly came rushing back. the crowd of people with familiar and unfamilar faces. the lights shut off, with just shaded lamps in every room. you don’t let go of your friend’s hand as she leads you through the sweaty bodies, taking you to the kitchen.

she saw someone she knew a long time back and quickly got into a never ending convo with them. you felt out of place, pacing back and fourth right next to her. you look around, trying not to feel the awkward tension leaking off of you.

your eyes felt like they were deceiving you. there he was. chris with his beautiful smile and laughing with a group of people.

you couldn’t have him see you as you quickly hide behind your friend. “what are you doing?!” she questions.

“chris. he’s here.” you whisper in her ear. her vision directly leading to him.

“oh shit, he’s looking over here.” she panics. you couldn’t handle this. you couldn’t have him seeing you again.

“i need to leave.” you mumble before you make a run to the bathroom. it was a struggle trying to get through all the drunk and dancing bodies but you successfully get to the bathroom. and with just your luck, it was locked.

chris’ eyes widen and his face turns pale. could it be? he felt like he was dreaming when he saw you. his attention being completely wiped away from his friends and now straight onto you.

he sees you leave the kitchen as he pulls his arms out to push his friends out of his way, attempting to make his way to you.

you slam your knuckles against the bathroom door, knocking obnoxiously in hopes for them to open it. you should’ve just made a run for it and walked outside.

chris successfully pushes his way through everyone and is finally in the hallway with you. for a second you snap your head towards him, tensing up and not knowing what to do. you quickly turn your back to him. you squeeze your eyes shut, hoping he is too drunk to know it’s you. but you knew he knew, and you knew chris didn’t drink.

“y/n.” chris says. his voice sends your heart into panic mode, beating ten times faster than usual. you don’t turn around, and you know he is walking even closer to you.

“y/n, look at me.” he says. he reaches his arm out to your shoulder to turn you around to face him. you look down at the ground, slowly building the courage to look up at his face.

your eyes connect for the first time in a year, your faces inches apart.

“yes, chris.” you say. your voice is laced with hurt and attitude. but deep down, you were so fragile and missed hearing him say your name. your name sounded like smooth expensive silk coming out of his mouth.

“i can’t believe you’re here.. i can’t believe you’re in front of me right now.” he whispers, bringing his hand out slowly to touch your cheek. you flinch at the touch as you close your eyes.

“i still miss you” he says.

you let out a deep breath, and began to swallow all your pride. you couldn’t give in. you weren’t ready for that. but a part of you also needed to.

“chris..” you mumble.

“what? can i not tell you how i feel? i miss you, i miss you so fucking much.”

“i can’t do this here.” you lightly shout, looking around where you are. a loud party with drunk people surrounding the both of you.

“i agree. let me take you somewhere, anywhere. anywhere you want.” he almost pleads.

the way he wanted to just wrap your legs around his waist, locking your arms over his neck and kiss you.

“take me home, please. i’m so overwhelmed right now, it was all a mistake to come out.” you truthfully say.

chris was in shock that you were telling him to take you home. but he sure as hell wasn’t going to let this opportunity go to waste.

“of course, cmon.” he says. he wanted to grab your hand and lead you out of the party but he didn’t think it would be appropriate at this time.

you trail right behind him, leading the way towards the front door. your friend catches you in the corner of her eye and you mouth a sorry to her, while she blows you a kiss and smiles.

he unlocks his car, opening the door for you to get in before he walks to the driver side. why did he have to be so perfect? so handsome, such a gentleman..

—your apartment

your shaky hands puts the key in, unlocking your apartment with chris beside you. chris’ heart was racing yet kept his composure as all the memories went flooding back to him when he stepped inside.

“you changed it up..” chris whispers, scanning the new furniture and the paintings that replaced the pictures of you and him that once were his favorite to see every time he came over.

suddenly the uneasy yet familar feeling came over to you, and it was such horrible time for it to come. you were having a panic attack. and in front of chris for the first time in forever. you felt so embarrassed as you felt your breath become uneven and you feel yourself trembling. your muscles tense and you feel the world become dizzy.

“woa, woa.. y/n?” chris asks. however, you don’t respond. you begin to pace around your apartment, or attempt to. chris follows you, having his entire focus on you.

“t’s okay, look at me.. breathe.” he says. he always knew how to help you in situations like this. he rushes to your kitchen and grabs you a cup of water, having it in his hand ready for you to ask for it like how you used to do..

and shortly after, you bring your hand out to grab the cup of water, him being right there to hand it off to you. you take a small sip, letting out a deep breath.

silence shared between you as you kept drinking. chris wanted to rub your back, or your arms but he didn’t want to overstimulate you when your coming down from a panic attack.

“…i’m sorry.” you breath out. you look down, not having the confidence to make eye contact with him.

chris bends his legs just enough to get eye level to you, “hey, don’t you ever apologize for that. ever.” he says, “okay? you promise me that.” he adds.

you nod at him.

“now.. do you want me to start a bath for you or something? i know you used to like doing that after situations like this..” he asks softly.

“…please.” you let out. he couldn’t help but flash a genuine smile at you.

“of course, wait here and just relax and i’ll tell you when it’s ready.” he says.

you sit down on your couch while chris walks over to your bathroom. he caught himself looking at your stuff and smiling at himself. how you still color coordinate all your skincare, how your laundry hamper is always filled to the brim, how your favorite quote is hanging in a frame right by the sink..

he turns on your bathtub, keeping it a slightly hot temperature because he remembers when you jokily told him that you like when your skin boils from how hot the water gets. he threw in your favorite vanilla body wash, watching it create a layer of bubbles on top.

he set up two candles, and lighting them. the scent in the bathroom making chris smile from ear to ear, because it smells like you.

he dims your lights because knows you are prone to headaches, and he lets the water fill to the top before turning the faucet off.

“it’s ready for you.” he shouts through the hallway.

you set down your cup of water and walk in the bathroom. but, you weren’t expecting to see so much effort be put in just for a little bath.

“chris.. you didn’t need to do all of this.” you whisper, your hand over your chest.

“are you serious? i wanted to.” he says. you finally look up at him and he is already looking at you, his blue eyes looking so fragile in the dimmed lighting.

“thank you..” you say with such grace.

his phone quickly begins to buzz, as he takes it out of his pocket. “i’m sorry, nick is calling me. give me a second, okay?” he says. you nod your head at him before he closes the bathroom door and answers his brother’s phone call.

you hear the muffled bickering back and fourth between chris and his brother while you decide to undress yourself to get in the bath. you let your foot examine the temperature before anything and it was perfect. you slowly bring yourself entirely in the tub, being consumed by bubbles and that was exactly how you liked it.

chris soon knocks on the door but didn’t give you enough time to answer. “oh shit, i’m sorry fuck.” he says before closing the door yet again when he sees you’re already in the bath. the bubbles covering you, he didn’t even see anything.

“it’s okay chris.” you giggle.

he feels his face heat up. he opens the door just a smidge, “listen, i’m going to head out. you enjoy yourself and relax..” he says.

“w-wait.” you say. he stops from fully closing the door as he hears that slip out of your mouth.

“…stay please.” you say.

“but y/n.. you’re in the bath. you want me to stay on the couch and wait? because i will.”

“chris. just open the door.” you say. he listens to you and opens the door completely, now getting the perfect sight of you in the tub with your hair tied up in a loose bun.

he closes the door behind him, keeping his back against the wall while holding onto the doorknob.

“join me.” you say. you have your legs tucked into your chest as you look up at the slightly nervous boy.

how could he not be nervous? his naked ex-girlfriend right in-front of him asking him to come in the bath.

he looks at you for extra confirmation, and you give him a slight nod before he goes to lift his shirt off. you try your hardest not to bite your lip and you bet your eyes formed into hearts in this moment.

he unzips his jeans, pulling them down along with his boxer briefs. he was slightly hard and he hoped you didn’t notice but you definitely did. “…sorry.” he says.

“shush.” you say, “now come here please.” he joins you. his body facing you. your bath was the perfect size for you and chris.

“hi.” he whispers. you suddenly feel your heart begin to race like no tomorrow.

“hi.” you reply back.

he doesn’t say anything back, as he examines your features and starts washing your arms with the soapy warm water. his thoughts were nothing but him telling himself not to fuck up because he has been wanting to be with you again for the longest time.

he slides his hands down until his fingers touch your wrists. and that’s when he notices your skin trying to heal itself with all the cuts you’ve given yourself. he looks at them as he knits his eyebrows together, then looks up at you.

“y/n..?” he says, while gently rubbing your wrists back and fourth, “..you were cutting?”

“you weren’t supposed to see that.” you mumble. you started to self harm after you and chris split, and you never wanted him to know you did.

“but i did see it. and i care.” he brings your wrists up to his mouth, applying little kisses to your wrists. it didn’t hurt because he did it in the most delicate way yet you still felt cared for.

“chris..” you whisper.

“hmm?” he lifts his gaze up enough to look up at you while he still gives kisses to your wrists.

“i love you.” you say. you wanted to hold that in so badly but you couldn’t anymore.

“you do? still?” he says, completely side tracked after you dropped those three words on him.

“i never stopped..” you reply. his heart was about to explode.

“i still love you too.” he says, “that’s what i wanted to tell you at the party..”

he brings out his soapy hand out to your cheek, rubbing it softly. “please let me kiss you.” he whispers as he goes to kiss your neck ever so gently.

you let out a soft gasp from the touch as he makes his way down with kisses to your collar bone. “please.” he says again.

you grab a hold onto his chin to lift his head up just enough to pull him in to kiss you, and he immediately kisses your lips back. the taste of him starting to slowly come back and you didn’t realize how much you missed it until it was in the palm of your hands again.

he started to get so eager, wanting every part of you. you felt the exact moment when a switch came over him as he bit your tender bottom lip and pulls away just enough for you to feel a swelling sensation.

something comes over you too because suddenly just making out with him wasn’t enough for you, you wanted all of him. you let go of his lips, pushing him back just enough for him to watch you do your thing and you stand on your knees. he stays watching your every move, as if a love spell was casted on him.

you sit down on his lap as chris wraps his arms around your lower back, grasping on you like he never wants to let you go. your naked upper half now exposed to him. his eyes go from your face to your boobs, down to your lower stomach. soapy bubbles all over you and chris thought it was the most adorable sight in the world.

"you are so fucking beautiful my love."

he pulls your body towards his face so he can kiss all over your stomach. "..stop" you blush out. you missed how much he would praise you at any given moment.

"but i can'tttt." he whines, still placing kisses on your lower stomach.

you start to grind your hips slowly as you began to grow needy for more of him. he lets out a low groan when he feels your naked hips grind back and fourth on him.

you dip your hand under the water to grab his cock and allign it with your heat before sitting down on it completely. you both moan out slightly in unison when he fully goes inside you.

you go up and then slowly sit down again, feeling every inch of him go back inside you. you can't help but let out whispered moans every time you ride back and fourth. you forgot how good he felt. he snakes his wet hands that were on your lower back down to your ass and kept a grasp on it.

"..you feel so good" he cries out, "i missed you so much."

he lets one of his hands off of your ass and brings it up to your neck to pull you down to kiss him. you and him attempt to keep your lips together but fail as you couldn't stop riding him.

"i..." kiss "..love" kiss "you.." he says between every time your lips touch his.

"..i love you more." you breath out

─── aid speaks ᝰ.ᐟ ───

╰┈ ⌞₊˚ est. march 20, 2024🗒 ˎˊ˗ ⌝

no because this story was so cute to write i shed a tear.. chris is so cute in this one. i wanted to make a pt 2 but you let me know. and i forgot to write a 1k special story so thank you guys for following me it means the world fr. i love you all sm.

(didnt proof read couldnt be asked)

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redz0nez9 · 2 months

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he's so slutty , itz unreal.

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blondbrat · 5 months

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𐙚 sweet dreams!Matt Sturniolo - blurb

warnings; 18+ smut, f!reader, sleepy sex

𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝. 𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚣𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚕��𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 ‹𝟹. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚔 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚜, + 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚛𝚜. 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝, 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 !!

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜..

𝚑𝚖𝚖~ 𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙. 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚛 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜. 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜. 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞? 𝚘𝚑 𝚒𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠..

𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚣𝚎. 𝚗𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 !! 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚞𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚐 ‹𝟹‹𝟹 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚝𝚢-

𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚞. 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚕𝚢. 𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖? 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍?

𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜 𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛. 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚢 <𝟹 𝙰 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚜𝚙 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜. 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚝. 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 !!

“𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝?” 𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 “𝚜𝚑𝚑𝚑, 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚘𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢’ 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞” 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚝. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚌𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚢 !!

“𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚢~! 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑-𝚑” 𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢 !! 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 ?? “𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎. 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚞𝚑?” 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜

𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞?? 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢. 𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍.

“𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕,” 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚢. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝. 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚍. “𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢, 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍” 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚜. 𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎. 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜

𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚞. 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚠𝚢 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚢. 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚞 !! ‹𝟹‹𝟹

“𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔 !! 𝚖𝚖 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚢 !!” 𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎 “𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚊’ 𝚌-𝚌𝚞𝚖- !!” 𝚞 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖

𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚜. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚋 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢, 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚜. 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛 “𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕, 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗’ 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎” 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

“𝙽-𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚖 !!” 𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚐 !! 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚗

“𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊, 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜” 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚌𝚑, 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑. 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜.

𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚎𝚌𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 !! 𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚛𝚢’𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 !! ‹𝟹‹𝟹

𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚜 !! 𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚕𝚢. 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚌𝚑’𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚢. “𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚜, 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚘.” 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚜. 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 ‹𝟹

please remember that sleepy sex requires beforehand consent ‹𝟹

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casparscunttt16 · 5 months

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This is awkward but could you do a matt sturniolo x reader? Please and thank youuuuuy

Of course, guys don't be shy to request!

"I'll teach you, sweetheart" |Matt Sturniolo| Sturniolo Triplets.

Summary: You're in the same friend group with the triplets and you all plan to hangout, in which Matt teaches you how to ice skate. (featuring: Madi, Larry, Nate, and Arrington).

Warnings: None but tooth rotting fluff.

Enjoy loves!

gif not mine.

Matt pulled into the parking lot of your apartment, the last pick up before heading to the ice skating rink. You have never ice skated before but here you are, rushing to put the last finishing touches on your make up before leaving out.

I'm currently sitting at my vanity finishing my lip combo and putting on lipgloss. Me and Matt are texting back and forth and he lets me know he's outside, I get up from my vanity and leave my bedroom. I say goodbye to my roommate and leave my apartment and heading towards the parking lot. Matt gets out of the car and walks up to me before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into his embrace.

"You smell really good lovey" I feel his lips curl into a smile against my ear, "Thank you, you too. Is that the cologne I got you for our anniversary?" I ask pulling away and looking up at him slightly. He nods and reaches down intertwining his fingers with mine and walks us back towards his car. He opens the passenger door for me and buckles me in. I turn to face everyone in the back. "Hi guys" I smiled warmly.

"Hey, I fuck with your shirt." Chris says looking me up and down and dapping me up, I giggled at the compliment and how straight forward he is. "Thanks Chris, is your necklace new?" I asked as I noticed the new chain, he nods with a smile appreciating the acknowledgment of it. "Hi Nate, I haven't seen you in forever. I literally missed you.", "Missed you too." He hugs me unexpectedly making me giggle. I then turn my attention to Nick and Madi, I wave at them and they wave back. "Hiii" Madi drags out, then leaning in to hug me, I wrap my arms around her hugging her back. "Hey Mads", Nick pushes Madi off me suddenly "Stop hoggin' her get off" He puts his palm up to her face making Madi's jaw drop and me laugh.

I greeted Larry, Nate and Arrington finally after hugging and catching up with Nick for a few minutes. We all planned to hangout together again after a three to four weeks of the group not hanging out due to the schedule differences. Matt drove us to the ice skating rink and on the way there we listened to and all sang along to music. When we arrived Matt took his hand off my thigh, he parked the car and as everyone was getting out Matt quickly ran around and opened the passenger door for me. I smiled and we walked into the rink.

It was decently fulled, not too empty but not exactly packed. We got our skates and started putting them on, we were all pretty much lost and unsure on how to put on ice skates and tie them correctly. All of us except Chris, Matt and Nick. "So I tie them how?" Larry asks with a puzzled look on his face as he turns to Arrington slightly. "I don't know why you're looking at me like I can help you." Arrington says with an eyebrow raised, me and Matt look at each other and laugh witnessing that encounter. "Matt I don't know how to put mine on either.." I mumbled, biting my bottom lip sort of embarrassed. "S'okay, I'll help you" He smiles softly and get's down on his knee in front of me, and placing my leg over his knee as he begins tying them for me.

I looked down at him and smiled, I ruffled his hair and he giggled. After about 10 minutes we all get our skates on and we're now getting on the ice. Nick was helping Madi, Chris was helping Larry , while Nate helped Arrington. “Um—Matt?” I looked up at him as he held my hand and helped me onto the ice. "Yeah?" He replied in a soft and tender tone, as he caressed my hands with his thumbs gently. "This is probably a good time to let you know, I don't know how to ice skate." I pouted slightly and he laughed? Just started laughing? I looked at him confused. "It's okay" he smiled, pulling me closer and placing a kiss on my forehead. "I'll teach you sweetheart" he giggled, and pressed a gentle kiss on my lips, as he led me onto the ice carefully.

A/n: Hi loves! Requests are usually always open, don't be scared/shy to request. Leave your requests in the comments or dm me!

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sturnioloshacker · 6 months

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CHRISTOPHER OWEN GOOD LORD 😍

#it’s the messy fluffy hair under the hat for me #im obsessed with him #chrisssssssss 😍#my bf 😍#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets

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vanteguccir · 2 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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And remember to treat people with kindness always!

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hollandsangel · 2 months

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move over | m. sturniolo

okAY here we go this is my first sturniolo fic please be nice to me i am afraid

ps if you’d like to be tagged in any (possible) future fics comment 🍜

summary: matt needs a bigger bed

wc: 1k

warnings: matt x fem!reader, cursing, nightmares? no description really, just funny and fluffy 🫡 all the triplets are in it but reader is dating matt!

..does anyone remember that one video where matt said chris never sleeps in his own bed? well…

gif by @mattsturnioloarchive !

you feel yourself slipping back into consciousness, and you can tell from the soft, pale blue light of matt’s bedroom that it’s morning. matt’s fast asleep behind you, resting on his stomach with you tucked up into his side, his right arm slung over your waist. you’re already upset that you have to pee, the idea of crawling out of the sleep-warm bed and leaving your boyfriend’s cozy embrace is not an appealing one, but the nagging in your bladder won’t go away.

with a sleepy sigh you stretch your arm out just enough to the tap the screen of your phone, the numbers 8:23 glaring back you. you still don’t have to be up for another hour and a half, which you think is an acceptable amount of time left to lay in matt’s arms and snooze a bit more, even if you don’t really need anymore sleep.

it’s a bit tricky to clamber out of bed without waking the sleeping boy next to you. trying to keep from dragging the duvet with you when you slide out. you tuck matt back in properly before you wander off to his bathroom. softly, you click the door shut, and it, along with your sleep-hazy mind, muffles any sounds coming from outside the bathroom.

for once, chris slept in his own bed, knowing you’d be sleeping over and nick was editing the video meant to go up later this afternoon early into the morning. it’s too early for him to be waking up on his own but something stirs him into wakefulness, his heart beating a little faster than it should be.

matt had woken up for a mere second when you slipped out of bed and hasn’t fallen back into the depth of his sleep, waiting for you to come back. he’s just barley alert enough to hear shuffling from down the hall, getting louder until the person responsible is standing at the crack in the door.

“matt?” chris whispers, peeking into the bedroom.

matt groans and rolls over just until he can see his brother over his shoulder, “what, chris?”

“i had a fucked up dream, dude,” chris says, padding further into the room, “where’s y/n?”

matt turns a little closer to his brother, facing him now, “bathroom,” he mumbles, “what was it about?”

chris is still standing in the middle of the room, phone held loosely in his hand, “you got into a fuckin’ car accident, a really bad one” he admits, feeling a bit foolish and juvenile for running to his brother after a bad dream, “can i sleep in here?”

matt’s face softens and he rubs his eye, “yeah, ‘course.” he says, watching chris slowly walk towards the bed, “that’s her side,” he says though when chris tries to lay where you had been.

chris fakes a scowl and matt makes a face back, sleep still tugging at his mind. the two of them lay back down, back to back, tugging the covers over their shoulders.

you finish washing your hands and shut off the bathroom light. rubbing at your eyes, you make your way back to matt’s room, looking forward to sleeping a bit longer. upon wandering in you’re met with more than one body under the blankets, making you stop in your tracks.

“chris?” you wonder outloud, stopped in the door way.

matt answers before his brother can, “he had a bad dream,” he explains to you, face smushed into the pillow, leaving the words all muffled and extra groggy.

“sure,” you say, as if chris sleeping in matt’s bed doesn’t surprise you (it doesn’t). dragging your feet over to your side of the bed to matt, where he’s taking up a bit too much room. “move over,” you tell him when he peels the blankets back for you. he shuffles back with a little too much effort and you climb back into bed.

once you’re settled matt scoots a little bit closer to you to make more room for the three people now in his queen sized bed, but also because he never passes up an excuse to hold you a little tighter.

you doze in and out, matt’s soft breath against your neck keeping you a little bit dazed but not quite enough to lull you back to sleep fully. it must be nearing 10 am now, more bright sun spilling in from the cracks in the curtains above the bed. you think chris is awake too, hearing breathy little chuckles every now and then. you reach for your phone, deciding on a mindless scroll through instagram.

after a few minutes it sounds like nick has also woken up, his footsteps audible in the bedroom above. you hear him coming down the stairs, and you think he stops in the kitchen until his voice fills the quiet halls.

“chris?” he asks, standing in his brother’s empty bedroom, confused as to why he’s not in bed.

“in here,” chris speaks up, waiting for nick to press the door open.

he does, standing at arms length with a skeptical look on his face, almost afraid of what he might find. “um…hello, what are you doing in here?” nick asks, finally crossing the threshold.

“he had a bad dream,” matt says into your shoulder, startling you. you didn’t know he was awake.

“i had a bad dwream,” chris says in that stupid pouty voice that drives all of you insane, no doubt looking at nick with puppy dog eyes.

“oh…kay,” nick says and you laugh at the suspicion still evident in his tone.

“did you see the tik tok i sent you?” chris is laughing but stops abruptly when matt kicks him in the calf, which makes you giggle into your boyfriend’s arm.

“yeah, but i’m a bit more preoccupied with the absurdity of the three of you in matt’s bed right now,” nick says in his distinct deadpan drawl, which only makes you smile more.

“c’mon nick you might as well join us,” you say, earning a loud, over exaggerated groan from matt, his arms tightening around your waist.

you think nick must oblige because he doesn’t say anything for a second, coming closer to the bed.

“move over, dummy fuck,” he says to chris, who laughs out loud and scoots closer to matt.

“i hate them,” matt whispers in your ear.

tags! @mattsturnioloarchive @averysbestyears

#matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo blurb #matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo drabble #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo x you

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chrissfawn · 8 days

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tense

pairing ;; matt sturniolo x fem!reader

warnings ;; oral (fem receiving), fingering, praise, use of y/n, fluffy beginning and ending, softdom!matt, pet names (sweetheart n princess, etc), no actual p in v, lowercase intended !!

word count ;; 1.1k

a/n ;; this was based off a request!! had lots of fun writing this:) also sorry if this is bad im ovulating and im a little bit high

yk the basics .. pink is u , blue is matt !!

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your pov

i stepped into my boyfriend’s house after a long shift at work. “hey chris.” i sigh, putting my bag down on the island. “hey y/n, matt wanted me to tell you that he was gonna be streaming when you got back.” the brunette boy spoke from the couch, sipping on a can of pepsi.

i nodded before making my way down the hall to matt’s room. i knocked softly on the door and a small “come in” was heard from inside. i slowly walk into the room with a light smile on my face. “alright guys ima go on mute real quick.” matt spoke into his mic, muting it then getting out of his seat.

“hey baby, how was work?” he asked me, bringing me into a hug. i let out a small mumble in reply as my arms wrapped around his neck. "could be better, my legs hurt so bad from running around all day. but i got a $100 tip from this guy since he said my ass was fat" i laugh, letting go of matt so i could take off my hooters uniform. matt was literally forgetting that he had been streaming the entire time.

“could you get me a shirt baby?” i ask matt, struggling to take off the tight white long sleeve uniform top. he nodded, tossing me one of his shirts that i missed terribly. we laughed about it quietly as i took off the extremely revealing shorts. i put on the pink hershey bear shirt, then body flopping down on his silk sheets. “im gonna lay down, my legs hurt so bad.” i pointed out as my body laid comfortably in his bed.

matt hummed, looking at his pc. he quickly walked over and sat down in his gaming chair. “hey guys, sorry ima have to end the stream a bit earlier. thanks for watching love you guys.” matt spoke into his mic after he unmuted. he clicked the red ‘end’ button before he stood up. “matt you didn’t have to end it” i smile, opening my arms for him. “eh its whatever, i was already streaming for a few hours so its okay.” he reassured as he laid down next to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

he kissed my temple softly, rubbing my lower back gently. “tell me about your day y/n/n.” he whispered into my skin. i let out a small sigh. “well, it was a bit stressful. a lot of guys asked for my number, got a lot of tips since i had good tits and ass…” i trail off, playing with matt’s hair. “i also fell, so that’s probably why my legs hurt.” i pout. he hummed quietly, figuring something that could help me. “i can give you a massage if you’d like.” the brunette boy suggested.

my eyes twinkle a little bit, “hm i’d like that a lot.” i giggle. matt rolled over to his nightstand and grabbed a small bottle of lavender scented lotion from his drawer. i sat up slightly, throwing the blanket to the side.

matt sat crisscrossed while squirting a bit of lotion into his hands. “is this the lavender one i bought you?” i ask with a small smile. he nodded, spreading the lotion evenly on my thighs and calfs. his thumbs kneeded into my skin, making sure every inch of my skin got touched.

his palms massaged every part of my leg. i let out a quiet shaky moan as matt soon neared his fingers close to my inner thighs. he looked up at me with slight doe eyes. “is this okay sweetheart?” he asked, tilting his head to the side slightly. i nod slowly, allowing matt to give soft kisses on my thighs.

matt’s hands ran up and down the sides of my thighs with a bit of pressure, leaving goosebumps. “does this feel good princess?” matt whispered as his eyes shot through mine. i whine in agreement, the spot in between my legs starting to ache. his fingers continued to get closer to where i needed them to be. “matt, baby.” i whine. matt hummed quietly, looking back up at me. “hm? what is it sweetheart?” he whispered, spreading my legs apart. i blinked at him slowly, “mh, i need you.” i breath softly.

“awh my poor baby.” he teased, his thumb rubbing small circles on my clothed clit. my back arched off the bed just a bit. his fingers hooked around the waistband of my panties and he slowly pulled them down.

matt looked up at me, his hand sliding under my lower back. his fingers traced my entrance teasingly, making me let out soft moans. “i barely touched you sweetheart, and your already wet.” he laughed softly, allowing his fingers inside of me. “mgh, baby.” i whine to the slight burning sensation of matt stretching me out. his fingers slid in and out of me easily, sending me over the moon. “taking my fingers so well huh?” matt purred, his tongue soon flicking over my clit. his tongue started to work wonders on my cunt, it swirling around my bundle of nerves.

i whimper out quietly, my legs wrapping around his head slightly. my hands reached down to his hair, tugging on it gently. a string of curses left my mouth that was falling agape. “fuck fuck please keep going.” i moan out. “such a needy girl.” matt whispered softly with a cocky smile on his face. my breath quickened so fast as his fingers continued to thrust in and out of me, hitting my g-spot repeatedly.

matt was determined to continue eye contact with me as his mouth worked on me perfectly. “mmmm. matt please dont stop it feels so good.” i whimper out as the familiar knot started to form in my stomach. “oh yeah?” he teased, letting his fingers out of my pussy and replaced them with his tongue. my back completely arched off of the bed, moaning out to the sensation of his tongue starting to fuck me.

i continued to let out small whimpers while matt continued to fuck me faster with his tongue. my eyes roll to the back of my head as my hips jolt upwards into his face. “m-matt im gonna cum.” i whimper, my hands pushing his head closer to my cunt. ”cum for me angel.” matt whispered, making the knot in my stomach unknot. he lapped up anything that he could and his mouth detached from my pussy.

his slender fingers curled up into me a few more times before he kissed my clit softly one last time. matt let soft wet open mouthed kisses on my inner thighs. “lets finish giving you that massage, yeah?” he laughed, as if he didn’t just practically make out with my pussy. “yes, please.” i pant out with a lazy smile on my face. we both giggled about it for the next few minuetes of matt kneeding his fingers into my skin.

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stvrniclo · 1 month

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i want christopher owen sturniolo to call me these names as he plants soft kisses all over me <3

mama

love

angel

princess

darling

honey bear

mama bear

honey

sweets

sweetheart

sweet girl

pretty girl

baby

babe

pumpkin

sugar

cupcake

doll

buttercup

sunshine

peach

cuddlebug

#chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher owen sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #fluffy #fluff #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo #chrispy creme #chris sturniolo fics #chris sturniol fanfiction #chris sturniolo fic #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo fluff #matthew sturniolo #matthew bernard sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo triplets fanfiction

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bratzforchris · 1 month

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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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redz0nez9 · 2 months

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Matt Sturniolo pt 1

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blondbrat · 5 months

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𝐃𝐀𝐘 2 : 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 ‘23 𐙚 — stoner!matt sturniolo part 2. smut

warnings; pure smut hehe, mentions of weed, protective!matt, f!reader pt.1

“let him hear whata pretty slut u are, mm?” he loves the way ur glossy eyes widen. all foggy and ditsy from the previous cherry kissed drags ! ! placing messy smooches all over ur collarbone as u nuzzle into his neck all flustered and cheeky at the lil idea ! ! ur cunnty fluttering at the naughty tingle. “Matt!” U whine feeling so fithly by the way it filled ur cloudy thoughts, all eager and needy : ((

giggling in matts neck, the strong weedy smell filling ur senses “damn mama, gotta get high with you more often” he chuckled huskily. gripping ur plush hips and dragging his girl plopped down on his lap ! ! “nah’ but im being for real baby, letting him hear your heavenly moans” he whispered. eliciting a surprised squeak as he softly rutted against ur clothed, pretty pussy. feeling the way ur thighs clenched together coyly ! ! why did he have to be so teasing? ? : ((

“mmph, feels so good matty’ you swoon. ur head feeling so light and fluffy, lolling on his shoulder — the sweet, wet mess in ur panties making u feel even needier : (( “yah baby? fuck ma, your wet arnt’ ya?” he smirks. lifting ur dewy thighs just to grind them back down on his throbbing bulge ! ! becoming almost unbearable the moment ur pretty doe eyes find his.

all u could do was nod dumbly. his bulgy zipper meeting ur puffy clit : (( making u all whiney as his lips slam against urs tasting ur sweet, berry lipgloss. a groan falling from his tongue as u opened eagerly. his tongue sweeping in ur drooling mouth. ur lashes flutter closed — his hands glazing ur soft thighs before squeezing ur ass. “fuck, words ma” he drawls against ur lips. “n-need you matt!” you mewl blushing. feeling the smirk the curled against ur lips. “fuck, knew it pretty girl, ima’ show my brother just how much your mine ma”

you were ditsy to the lil fact that he keeped his door a crack open. he knew chris was downstairs, huffing on the plush coach.. and he loved showing off ur blissful moans ! ! especially the lil giggles and mewls that the weed elicited in ur dewy thoughts. ur heart beating in rhythm with ur throbbing cunnty : ((

be was impatient ! ! So were u hehe letting his large hands replace his mouth, now occupied with ur flushed skin groping and squeezing ur soft flesh as his lips trailed down ur front. biting at ur pebbled nipples teasingly as he rolls the pretty buds against his tongue ! ! so coy as his hot tongue leaves ur full tits gliding down ur tummy as he lays suckled, bubblegum marks. u squirm underneath him as his licks the top lace of ur panties, pulling the flowery fabric as it softly snapped back down. u squeaked ! ! he laughed smugly as his teeth gripped the tiny things and dragged them down ur thighs ur aroused glaze dampening ur inner thighs. the sight making his cock swell unbearably more ! ! u blushed clenching ur legs together as if u were embarrassed : (( u just felt so dirty, absolutely dripping for him as ur pretty mind spun in a delicate high ! “dont hide for me, baby. lemme see this pussy” he pries ur legs apart his eyes devouring the sight of ur sweet cunt. drooling and puffy ! ! he smirks coyly, watching u giggle and fluster all sweetly. u were just so needy ! !

his fingers glide up ur inner thighs, before finally cupping ur cunnty ! ! you gasp softly as his digits dive into ur dripping folds. letting ur sweet essence coat his long fingers. licking his lips as his eyes met urs, so pretty. All glassy and wide, so naughty. “how ya’ want it mama tongue or cock, baby?” he grins watching ur hips buck up as he twirls circles around ur puffy clit all teasingly : ((

u whine ! ! “n-need u inside me!” u mewl, so high and needy u couldnt take it ! ! making grabby hands towards his shoulders as he plays with ur swollen cunnty : (( ! ! “damn baby, i like this stoner you, y’know what you fucking need pretty girl”

it wasnt long before ur plushy thighs are sprawled around his waist, his large hands gripping onto ur hips as u bounce on his cock ! ! ur lashes fluttering open and closed as pretty moans and mewls of pleasure leave ur cherry smoked lips. ur glossy state just making u so bold ! ! ! his groans and ur soft screams filling the cozy room as u grind his tip into that sweet spot inside u ! ! Gummy walls clenching him so tightly — fucking up into u so fast you couldnt even think ! ! “taking me so fcking good baby” he groans — kissing u messily as his eyes roll back ! ! The sounds u were making were absolute heaven him hoping that his fcking brother heard ! ! : ))

he felt ur drooling walls clench around his, squeezing his cock as he guides ur hips knowing u were so lost in pleasure u could only whimper and moan ! ! “fuck mama, cum for me. Let it all out baby girl, wanna see that pretty little curl” the moment his words flowed through ur cloudy head, u cummed ! ! ur lips curling in their mewling pout as u writhed on top of him his head throwing back as he pumped into u, thick ropes of cum shooting inside as you rode him through both ur orgasms — full tits bouncing as ur loud angel moan filled the room ! ! and god, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen

chris couldnt unhear ur moans for weeks — but matt made it perfectly clear that his girl only smoked pot with her man : )) and only he could make u feel so good hehe

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casparscunttt16 · 3 months

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"You or no one" |Chris Sturniolo| Sturniolo Triplets.

Summary: You and Chris have been friends since you two were 16 and after filming a QnA for your channel it lead to an accidental love confession on camera.

Warnings: none, it's just fluff

Gif not mine.

"Okay, wait, this question is good" Chris giggled shoving his phone in my face. I looked over the question before reading it aloud, I gasped and my jaw dropped. "Chris!" I laughed and pushed him jokingly. "We can't answer that on YouTube, Chris the video would get taken down." He laughed and rolled his eyes, looking out the window. "I found a better and more PG-13 question, 'how long have you two been friends'?" I read out loud. He glanced over at me with a smile then looked at the camera. "We've been friends since we were 16." He spoke proudly then glancing over at me with a cheesy smile.

"I like this question 'have either of you ever had feelings for the other'?" Chris asked leaning closer to me with a knowing grin on his face. I had a crush on Chris, or maybe I still do? "Don't look at me like that." I rolled my eyes at him, turning my body away towards the car door. "I'm not lookin at you like anything, and turn your body back to me." he leaned over pulling me closer to him making me laugh. "Answer the question" , "Chris that was 3 years ago, we were- I was like 17, that was so long ago."

I stumbled over my words looking away and covered my face with my hands, cringing at the terrible justification of my crush on Chris a few years back. "I always tell myself it'll be you or no one." I could feel him staring into my soul. I removed my hands from my face and my eyes met his. He leaned in closing the distance between the both of us. I felt my breath hitch in my throat as he maintained eye contact with me. "Words are nothing if you don't act on it." I picked up my phone and scrolled through my instagram DM's to find more questions.

"Here's a funny one it says—" I was cut off mid sentence, "Can I take you on date at top golf?" he asks suddenly with a smile plastered to his face. I smile softly sort of dismissing his question as a joke. We finished filming after an hour. I put away my camera and Chris and I were parked in my car watching the sun set. The colors of orange and yellow illuminated our faces softly, he looked over at me. "Y'know I was being serious earlier right?" He breaks the silence. "About what?" I asked meeting his eyes. "Taking you on a date.", "Like us? By ourselves? Like no Nick and Matt?" I asked sitting up in my seat almost in disbelief. He smiled and nod. "Yeah, I'm so serious." He leaned over resting his head against my shoulder. "Yeah." I nodded softly.

Pt of Chris taking reader on date? Sorry this is shortttt.

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dominicfikue · 18 days

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first time with chris but yall are high affffffff 😭😭😭 yall are giggling and moaning and it’s just so cute but it also feels so good LMFAO

𝐨𝐨𝐨. 𝐂𝐀𝐍’𝐓 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐔𝐒! ┆ featuring christopher sturniolo.

pairing. experienced!chris x virgin!reader. — wc: 1.4k

beware of. SMUT! oral ( f!receiving ). mentions of hickies. unprotected sex. floor sex 😭. super duper fluffy. use of weed. reader’s first time— chris talks reader through it(?)

✶ ׅ ࣪ headline. it’s hard to keep focus when you & chris are high out of your minds.

♡　＃　𓂃 after him being away for three weeks in boston, you & chris finally get to see each other. you both lay on the soft pink carpet that adorns your bedroom floor, chris listening as you describe how disgustingly rude your uber driver was the other day.

“—then he kept slamming on his breaks hella hard.. on purpose! i swear, it was the worst 40 minutes of my life.” you sigh, getting worked up as you explain the mans sour mood to your boyfriend. chris’ expression instantly turns into a frown, not seeing how anyone could be so mean to an angel like you.

“bro sounds like the most miserable man in the world. you don’t deserve shit like that, mama.” he comforts, leaning forward and placing a kiss on your forehead. you nod as you sit up criss-cross applesauce. “i just wish i had something to distract me, y’know?” you sigh. you look up at chris to see a bright smile on his face.

you narrow your eyes at the boy, certain he had one of many tricks up his sleeve. he suddenly gets up from his spot on the floor to walk over to the overnight bag he had on your nightstand. “luckily for you…” he pauses as he rummages through the duffel. “i’ve got just the trick. here she is.” he says, taking out a perfectly rolled joint, giving it a quick peck before putting it in between his lips.

you’ve dabbled in the drug maybe once or twice— either with your friends or chris but never alone. you definitely weren’t a stoner but you would never turn it down if someone offered.

“you’ll forget all about that loser after we smoke. trust me.” chris assures you as he grabs your candle lighter and holds it up to the joint, sparking up. he takes the first hit, inhaling the drug before pulling it away and passing it to you. you copy his actions, your body immediately relaxing as you lay back down.

chris returns to the floor, his warm body laying next to yours this time. you turn over to look at him to see him already staring at you. the two of you immediately start giggling, knowing this was going to be the best high ever.

it’s been 30 minutes, you guys smoked about half of it before putting it out. nothing but giggles and talks of nonsense has been thrown around the room as your highs increase. you decided to turn on some music so superpowers by daniel caesar plays softly from the tv.

your head lays against chris’ chest, listening to his heartbeat and the sound of his voice as he speaks. “you feel better?” he questions, rubbing your back soothingly. you smile up at him and giggle. “way better. thank you, baby.” you thank him, leaning up and kissing his lips. the kiss that was supposed to be slow and sensual soon turns into something more heated and sloppy. full of tongue and spit.

when he pulls away, his eyes scan your features, taking you in. “c-can i try somethin’?” he asks, slightly stumbling over his words. your eyebrows furrow but nonetheless, you agree, nodding your head to give him the green light. theres a twinkle in his eyes as he situates himself in between your legs. he soon leans back in, connecting his lips with your neck.

he bites down on the skin before running his tongue over the now wound. the whimpers leaving your mouth quickly mix into soft laughter as he continues marking your neck and chest with hickies.

chris sits up for a moment to pull your tank top above your head, grateful that you decided not to wear a bra. his lips quickly latch onto one of your nipples while his hand massaged the other. “feels so, so good. oh my god!” you yelp when you feel him bite down on the bud. you slap his arm as you both get caught in a fit of giggles.

he tries to fight through his giddiness as he kisses down the valley of your boobs & your stomach before reaching just above the spot you needed him most. chris pulls your shorts off incredibly slow as he remains eye contact with you. you let out a whine as you throw your head back, clearly not a fan of his teasing.

“patience, mama. patience.” he whispers against your pantie-covered core. he tugs at the waistband, letting the lacy material snap back against your skin. a chuckle escapes your throat, the stinging feeling starting to tickle you.

chris pulls your underwear down, instantly diving into his meal. his tongue darts in every way imaginable, your moans doing nothing but spurring the boy on. he brings his middle finger up to trace your entrance before sliding it in, adding on to pleasure. the light stubble on his face grazes against your thighs causing your moans turn into with laughter. you can feel his infamous smile on his lips as they wrap around your clit.

he suddenly adds a second finger, speeding up the pace as your back arches up off the ground. he gives the pearl one last kiss before resting his cheek against your thigh, his bloodshot eyes focused on you. his fingers continue their brutal movements as he speaks.

“c’mon, baby. let go for me.. let it all out.” chris mumbles against your skin, feeling your tight walls clench him. his words seem to work as your legs begin to shake, pornagraphic whimpers leaving you when your orgasm washes over. he dives back in, licking up all everything you had to offer. your thighs try & close around his head, still being extremely sensitive. “o-okay! chris!” you yelp.

when he finally comes up for air, his lips are plump and wet— glistening in your juices. he immediately places a kiss on your lips causing you to taste yourself on his lips. “tastes good, don’t you?” he asks between kisses, giggles spewing out from the both of you. your freshly done acrylics weave their way down his chest to the very evident bulge in his sweats, palming him through the material.

a low groan leaves his lips before he reconnects them with yours. “i’m ready.” you whisper against him. he looks into your eyes for any sign of doubt or nervousness, only to find none. “you sure?” he questions, knowing this would be a big step for you. you nod with an assuring smile before pulling him back in for a sloppy kiss.

he shimmies out of his pants & boxers without disconnecting your lips, his dick grazing against the inside of your thigh. your fingers find his hair, tugging on his curls as he spreads your legs farther.

chris backs away slightly, looking down to where your bodies were soon to be connected. he pumps himself lazily, squeezing at the base before running his length through your wet folds, using your arousal as a lube. a throaty moan leaves your mouth at the sensation, your high enhancing the feeling. after a moment of teasing, he finally slides in— staying still so you can adjust to his size.

once you give him the go ahead, he begins moving at a slow pace. chris’ head dips down into the crook of your neck, burying his soft whimpers into your skin. “faster.. please.” you whisper as your nails harshly claw at his back covered by the black muscle tee.

he quickly complies, rocking his hips into yours with no mercy. “doing so good for me, angel. f-fuck. if you keep that up, i’m n-not gonna last long.” he grumbles, referring to the way your walls clenched around him tightly. you can’t do anything but moan & whine, the feeling completely fogging up your brain.

you soon feel the knot in your stomach getting tighter and tighter but before you can warn him, chris reaches down in between you two, his slender fingers landing on your clit. a borderline scream escapes your throat as the pleasure takes over.

“m’gonna cum!” you manage to squeak out, his pace not letting up at all. open mouthed kisses are placed on your neck, only adding onto this euphoric feeling. “there ya go.. my sweet girl.” he whimpers as you release all over his cock. it seems the brunette isn’t to far behind you, his thrusts becoming sloppy. you’re all delirious and dizzy that the overstimulation doesn’t even register.

with one last thrust, chris releases his seed inside your cunt, broken moans falling left & right. he finally looks up to see you all fucked out, a goofy grin taking over his features. “fucking beautiful.” he giggles, his lips connecting with yours.

if this is where smoking weed got you, being a stoner didn’t sound too bad.

solai speaks! — long n awaited chris fic can we say amen!!!!!! im exhausted like you have no clue ugh. surfer!chris blurbs coming soon so keep a eye out <3.

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nervoussagittarius · 8 days

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a vlog that’s pretty much just y/n’s day in the life

chris sturniolo x reader

summary: your boyfriend and his brothers film a day of their life, including their time with you. request

warning: fluffy, slightly suggestive (if you look hard enough), language

“wake up sleep heads,” nick said focusing the camera on yours and chris’s sleeping frames. “we’re filming our lives today and you guys need to get up.”

a slight groan could be heard from your boyfriend, but you made no efforts to acknowledge it. you were to focused on the deep sleep you were attempting to fall back into. “what nick?” chris’s voice had sleep prominent in it. his words made you more alert than before.

you picked your head up slightly but quickly threw it back down, loudly sighing at the light nick pointed at the two of you. you head came in contact with chris’s arm, slightly scaring him. “nick what the fuck are you doing kid. can’t you see she’s trying to sleep.” chris was less concerned about his own comfort then yours. he turned his body into you, blocking you from the light.

“can you two just get up and start yapping so this video is entertaining?”

“yea nick, just get the fuck out”

with nick leaving the room, chris started getting out of bed as well. becoming more coherent, you looked over at chris as he was picking both of your guys clothes off the floor from last night. “chris, get back in bed with me” you said to him giving him a slight smirk. he smiled at you before launching himself back in the bed.

the boys had a couple meetings that morning, so they picked up the camera again as you all were shopping for ingredients for dinner. since you volunteered to make them food it was the boys job to figure out everything you needed.

nick walked behind you, chris, and matt so he could film what the three of you were doing. matt pushed the cart as chris kept his death grip on your hand, pulling you with him and pointing out every interesting thing he saw. “look at the flowers, baby. do you want flowers? i’m gonna buy you flowers. what kind do you want?” chris dropped your hand walking away from you as he looked intently at the flowers trying to choose the prettiest ones. “you don’t need to buy me flowers” you had to raise your voice a little so he could hear you, but in response all you got was a little hand wave brushing your comment off.

nick turned the camera on you. “your boyfriend is like a child. he doesn’t listen.” you gave his a shrug and a laugh. “i think i have to have a talk with mary lou to see what went wrong with that one” you said pointing at chris, who was now walking back over to you three with two different bouquets of flowers.

“you referring to your amazing boyfriend, who’s buying you flowers might i add, as ‘that one’ is crazy.” chris found his place at your side. he handed you the flowers and pulled a piece of lint off of the fresh love hoodie of his that you were wearing. “i don’t know what you’re talking about, honey. also, i said you didn’t have to buy me flowers.” “exactly that why i’m buying you two.” he said kissing your forehead nodding in matt’s direction for you to start walking.

poor matt had been done most of the grocery shopping himself. none of you were paying enough attention to him, so when you got home to make dinner the ingredients were definitely a suprise. luckily you ended up with chicken and pasta so the rest came easily.

chris came up to you with the camera as you were cooking. “what are you making chef?” before you even got the chance to open your mouth and respond another comment was being made by chris. “vlog, look at how pretty my girlfriend is. she’s actually perfection” he put the camera on the counter so it was facing both of you. he grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the stove so you were in frame. “give them a spin ma. wearing my brand and everything”

you faked annoyance as you spun beside chris. not being able to keep a straight face for long you broke into laughter. when you returned to facing him he pulled you into a hug. he released your shoulders so he could hold your face him his hands. with your arms still around his waist, you leaned up to give him a small kiss.

matt came over to you guys, looked at you in disgust, and grabbed the camera off the counter. “sorry for you had to see that. chef matt is taking over because our original chef has become distracted.” matt tried to take your spot at the stove, but you weren’t going to allow it. “matt do not touch that you’re going to ruin it.” the bickering went on between you two for a while before realizing you could just work together.

that night, after eating and cleaning up the dishes, top golf was suggested by none other then chris sturniolo. his love for the activity was one that you’d never understand, but you went nonetheless.

a few rounds went by before you inevitably realized you’d never win against those three so you took over vlogging for them instead. the camera pointed at nick as he took his swing. “ohhh well that was definitely something.” you said from behind the camera. nick was far enough away that he couldn’t hear your comment, but you’d definitely get shit for it while he edited. the two boys to you left of a kick out of it though.

matt and chris broke out into laughter catching the attention of nick. “what are you two fuckers laughing about? try to do better.” he said, giving them attitude. you held back your laugh as nick sat to the right of you.

for entertainment purposes (and also to annoy him) you started narrating everything matt did. “and… matt sturniolo picks up his golf club. he waves it in front of the sensor. he gets his golf ball. he gets ready to hit. is it going to be good ladies, gentleman, and nonbinaries? we’ll see. and he hits, and it’s…… not as good as nicks shot.” matt side eyes you as chris starts laughing uncontrollably. he falls into your side sending you and the camera to the right into nick.

nick takes the camera from you since your posture has been infiltrated by chris’s body. chris is still laughing when matt gets back to the seats, so like any brother would, matt slaps him upside the head. chris groans as he pokes your shoulder. you’re conversation with nick gets cut off when you look over at him. “matt hit me” chris says with a childish tone. “okay and what do you want me to do about it babe? i’m not your mother. hit him back. i don’t fucking know” you say with a laugh.

the game quickly comes to an end with matt coming out in first place. the four of you decide to call it a night. and start walking back to the van.

when you guys finally got to the car nick started to outrow the video. “alright guys that’s it for this weeks vlog thank you so much for watching” he turned the camera towards the front of the car as you leaned over chris’s shoulder.

“chris can you please play 34+35 remix for nick and i.”

“no y/n” “absolutely not”

and with that the video concluded.

an: i didn’t have much motivation to write the past couple of days but i hope y’all enjoy this 🤍

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