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Call Me Back- Chris Sturniolo

Paring- Chris Sturniolo and Y/n

Description- Chris has been ignoring you for a while, upsetting you, until one night he shows up at your apartment.

Warnings- angst, crying. Remember everything is fictional! Nothing here applies to real life.

NOT PROOF READ!

You had really been upset this past week. Chris had been distant this week. At first, you thought he was busy with filming and that he needed space.

But it had gotten more complicated.

He stopped answering your calls and texts. You could see his likes on other girls' social media.

Another thing- you didn’t care about whose posts he liked, whether they were girls or not.

It was that he was liking pictures of half-naked girls was what got to you.

You could feel your heart swell when you got a notification.

Chris.sturniolo made a post

You clicked on the notification. A picture popped up. It looked like Chris was at a party. He had that big bright smile the one he would always show around you.

What really caught your attention though, was that his arm was clinging onto another girl's waist.

The girl was leaning her head on his shoulder, and her arm was on his other shoulder.

You felt your heart crack. Had he found another girl? Is that why he had been ignoring you?

The girl did look perfect for him though. Golden brown hair. Crisp, green eyes. Big, perfect pink lips. You felt your heart crack even more. It looked like a match made in heaven.

You hadn’t even realized tears welled up in your eyes until they started streaming down your cheeks. You choked a sob, as you sank into your pillow.

You didn’t like your emotions getting the best of you but when they did, it was too late.

What if you were just overreacting? What if she was just a close friend?

But you saw how both their eyes showed happiness. Connection. Love.

You cried yourself to sleep that night.

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Two more days passed. Two more notifications, each day. Each post with the same girl. The same bright eyes.

The same smile. The same pang of pain in your heart. You had tried calling him too, but he would just ignore your calls, or not answer.

You decided that you did want to live a sob story, so you went to the grocery store, hoping to at least be productive and get some tasks done.

You found yourself driving to target, hoping to buy some things. For one: food. It was always your comfort.

You also needed to buy your daily necessities, like toilet paper and soaps.

And you defiantly bought snacks and candy.

You thought things were going well. You thought you could avoid any possible thought of Chris at all today.

You were literally finished checking out your items.

But no. The world must really hate you.

The way your heart shattered when you heard that laugh. As you saw those brown locks of hair.

Chris.

And you heard the female laughter following. That golden brown hair. Those deep, crisp, green eyes. That girl.

You couldn’t bring yourself to move. At all. Who is she? Why do I feel like this? You couldn’t bring yourself to speak.

And the next thing you knew, they were right in front of you. “Oh hey y/n!” You heard Chris’s voice. You couldn’t utter a word.

You couldn’t hear, you couldn’t feel you couldn’t speak. Are you alright? He asked. Are you okay?

I can’t do this. You finally snapped back to reality, and you ran. You ran right out of that store. You couldn’t turn back.

He had ignored you for almost a week and a half. Hadn’t picked up any of your calls. And now suddenly acting like he cares? You couldn’t do this.

You cried as soon as you got home.

___---___---___---___---___---___---___ What time is it? Was your first thought as you woke up. You rubbed your eyes. Sighed. You needed to relax.

You grabbed your phone, a blanket, and snacks from your kitchen, and made your way to the living room.

10 things I hate about you. Thats what you decided to put.

You wrapped the blanket around yourself, its warmth covering you, protecting you, keeping you safe. Why can’t they be Chris’s arms.

You were about halfway into the movie and on your third bowl of popcorn when you heard a knock on the door. You sighed, not wanting to get up.

The knocks wouldn’t stop, so you forced yourself to answer it.

“What are you doing here,” you asked. Where’s your new girl? You wanted to ask. Why haven’t you broken up with me?

“I wanted to see if you were alright.” he said.

“You wanted to see if I was okay?” you could feel your voice rising.

“Oh Chris I’ve been great. I’ve just been ignored for a whole week by my boyfriend, not to mention that he’s been hasn’t been answering my texts of calls, and hanging out with some girl I don’t even know?”

You were crying at this point. “So yeah Chris. I’ve been doing great.” He was silent for a moment, his eyes showing pure heartbreak.

You couldn’t. You completely broke down. Sobbing.

Chris knew you didn’t like crying. That’s why he was so shocked. It broke his heart that he made you feel this way.

He pulled you into a hug, murmuring soft, reassuring words into your ear. “Shhh, you're alright pretty girl. Don’t cry. Please.” his voice cracked on the last word.

Once you had calmed down a bit, both of you took a seat on the couch.

“10 things I hate about you,” he said. “That’s always been your comfort movie.” You nodded your head.

A few moments passed. “Look y/n, I owe an apology. I’m sorry I haven’t reached out in what feels like forever.” he sighed. “What about that girl?” you asked.

That’s what was bothering you the most.

“Yeah um, she's the reason. Ally. She was one of my best friends in middle school, and she surprised me by showing up out of nowhere. She moved away right before high school- before we even met. I was just happy to see her when she came. She has a boyfriend, you know.”

“Oh,” was all you could manage with a voice crack. “I-I’m so sorry.” Guilty guilty I feel so guilty.

I felt a tear slip down my cheek, many more following. For the second time, Chris pulled me into a hug, kissing my hair and rubbing my back. “It’s not your fault pretty girl. Don’t cry. I promise you.”

His touch leaves a trail of butterflies on my skin. “I’m sorry for ignoring you, my sweet girl. I promise you that won’t happen again.”

You sniffled as you hugged him burying your face into the crook of his neck. He suddenly picked you up bridal style. “Lets get you showered and ready for bed, yeah?”

You nodded your head. Love Love Love in his eyes. “Chris I love you.”

He looked down at you and smiled that warm warm smile. “I love you too baby.”

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stuniolo-simp4life · 8 days

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yeah idk i don’t need anyone looking at what i do on tumblr

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stuniolo-simp4life · 9 days

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Someone pls take me away. I need him in me rn

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stuniolo-simp4life · 10 days

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looking down while you suck it 🤭

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stuniolo-simp4life · 12 days

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Tease- Matt Sturniolo

☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★

Paring- Matt Sturniolo and Y/n

Description- y/n teases Matt all day until he decides to do something about it.

Warnings- Teasing, Dom! Matt, orgasm denial, p in v, cursing, smut, fingering.

NOT PROOF READ!

Today was one of those days when you just felt bored as hell. You were sitting next to your boyfriend Matt, who’s gaze was currently on the movie playing in front of you.

You were scrolling on your TikTok, until you came across a video.

It was one of those “got my nails done” TikTok's, where the girl was showing her nails on her boyfriend's sweatpants. Suddenly, an idea popped into your head.

“Hey Matt, there’s this TikTok I’ve been wanting to film with you.” He looked at you. “Yeah, sure babe,” he said a little confused.

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Matt could feel his cock twitch with every move the back of your hand made against him.

And of course, he just had to wear grey sweatpants. He could feel his breathing increasing, he wished he could just flip you over fuck you senseless.

You, on the other hand, were enjoying this. You could see him holding back, his face red, the bulge in his pants.

You smirked with satisfaction as you finished the video. “Thanks babe,” you said as you kissed his cheek. Then you walked off.

Matt groaned with frustration as he went to the bathroom, to take care of his “problem.”

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Later, you decided to clean up the kitchen, but with a twist. Matt was sitting at the island table, watching you wash dishes.

Here’s the thing: You were only in a T-shirt, and you weren’t wearing anything under it except for your white lace panties, which were Matt’s favorite.

Once you were done with the dishes, you grabbed the broom and started sweeping the floor. You moved yourself and the gunk right into Matt’s view.

Once you collected all the dirt and dust, you bent yourself down to sweep all the stuff.

Matt’s eyes widened as he saw you. Your ass was on display, and you were wearing his favorite lace panties. He knew you had to be doing this on purpose.

He felt his dick stiffen as he kept watching you. He slowly started palming himself, earning a small groan.

“Matt? Are you okay?” He slowly opened his eyes to see you staring back at him. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

You gave him an innocent look, and then went ahead to put the dishes away.

When you opened the cupboard, you stood on your tiptoes to put the plates away, making your T-shirt rise. Once again, your ass was on display.

“I’m going to the bathroom,” Matt mumbled as he got up.

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“Matt there’s popsicles!” you yelled from the kitchen. He was in the living room watching a movie. “Do you want one?” You heard the TV stop playing, and footsteps coming towards the kitchen.

“Sure babe.” He grabbed one from the box and opened it. You did the same. You sat across from him and opened yours.

At first, you swirled your tongue around the top of the popsicle, then you put the whole thing into your mouth, sucking it in up and down motions.

You were looking directly into his eyes while you did this.

Matt was going crazy. This was the third time today that you had teased him. And he couldn’t take it anymore. “Damn it y/n.”

He took the popsicle out of your hand and threw it away, then he picked you up and threw you over his shoulders. He stormed up to his room and slammed the door shut.

He threw you on the bed, and practically ripped your panties off. Your thighs were drenched with your juices. “Such a slut,” he mumbled. “Look at you, so wet.”

He then pinned you to the bed and whispered in your ear. “You're going to be punished for what you did to me. Teasing me and then acting like nothing happened?”

He kissed you roughly and left marks on your neck, making you moan. “F-Fuck Matt. I need you.”

Matt smirked in satisfaction. “Arms up,” he commanded. You lifted your arms, and he removed your tank top, revealing your hardened nipples.

He took one into his mouth, while one of his hands made it to the other.

You moaned, enjoying the feeling of Matt sucking and nibbling your sensitive breast. “Mmm- fuck- s'good,” you moaned.

Matt detached himself, and slid 2 fingers into you, causing you to let out a whimper. “M-Matt.” He started to pump his fingers in and out of you, making you tremble with pleasure.

“Fuck- more, please, more.” He suddenly curled his fingers, hitting a spot, that made stars burst into your vision.

He repeatedly hit that spot, over and over, making your body tremble more.

You let another loud moan as you clenched around his fingers. “You like it when I hit you there, hmm?” Matt whispered into your ear.

You nodded your head. “I want you to answer me Princess.” Tears brimmed in your eyes as you felt yourself get closer and closer.

“Fuck Matt. Yes! I l-like it! Mmm- right there!” You felt the knot in your stomach getting close to breaking.

“Mmm- Fuck I’m gonna cum-” Matt suddenly removed his fingers, your high immediately going back low. “W-what?”

Matt smirked at you as he removed his sweatpants. “You're not going to cum just yet.”

He pulled his boxers down, revealing his hard length. You could see the veins pulsing, and the flushed tip already leaking pre-cum.

You felt yourself getting wetter at the thought of him pounding his cock into your pussy.

He stroked himself a few times, then aligned himself with your aching hole, slowly pushing forward.

You let out a whimper, and he let out a groan, as he kept pushing himself in, until the both of you were connected.

“Fuck, such a tight little pussy,” he groaned. He then slowly started thrusting himself in and out of you, until he found a good, quick pace. “Fuck fuck fuck,” you moaned, arching your back.

He somehow pushed your body to the side, allowing his cock to reach deeper inside you.

He repeatedly hit your g-spot, fucking you dumb. “Oh my god, Matt, right there.” You let out more breathy, frequent moans as you felt your high returning.

“Mmm- Matt, I’m gonna- shit- I-I'm gonna cum,” you moaned, the familiar feeling of a knot in your stomach returning.

He grunted then said, “You're not going to cum until I say so.” Your eyes shot open. “Consider it as a punishment.”

“You’ll be able to cum if you beg like a good girl.” You could feel the knot in your stomach tighten, begging to be undone.

“Fuck Matt, please please, let me cum.” You could feel tears slipping down your cheeks. “Matt, please.”

“Cum,” He commanded. You instantly let yourself release all over his cock, a long moan following. After a few more thrusts, Matt also followed you.

He pulled out, collapsing right next to you, his breathing heavy. “Fuck. Are you alright baby?” he asked, planting a kiss on your forehead. You nodded, breathless. “Yeah, I'm fine.”

He let out a low chuckle. “Next time, try not to tease me so much.”

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stuniolo-simp4life · 17 days

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GYATTTT 🤭🤭🤭

i’m normally a very respectful woman but..

GYATTTTT 👅👅👅👅

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stuniolo-simp4life · 23 days

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I really like your writing

Thank you :)

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stuniolo-simp4life · 23 days

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can you do dom reader and dom chris so like they both fight to take control and it’s just really smutty

Dominant- Chris Sturniolo

Paring- y/n and Chris Sturniolo

Warnings- Smut, dom!Chris, dom!reader, fingering, hand job, p in v, oral (fem! receiving), swearing, a little degrading, orgasm denial, overstimulation, roughhh, pet names (literally just mommy), unprotected (please don’t, imagine you're on the pill.) This is lowkey so wild lmao.

Description- You and Chris fight for dominance while in a heated moment. (getting straight into it!)

@jakevwebber here you are! 🫶

Chris slammed the door shut and pinned you against the wall, his hand slightly clasping your neck.

“You think you can act like a slut in that mini skirt, and not be treated like one, hmm?” He began to rub your clit through your panties, making you moan.

“If you want to act like a fucking slut, then I’ll treat you like one.” He pushed you onto bed, and practically ripped your skirt and panties off, along with your top. “Look at you, already so wet for me.”

He sunk down to level with your pussy, blowing cool air on your clit, making you clench around nothing.

“Chris, are you going to put your fingers in me, or do I need to get off myself?” You asked him, impatiently.

He just chuckled in response. “Ok, someone's needy.”

He inserted a finger, then two, making you gasp. He quickly started pumping them in and out of you, making you moan.

“Oh my god, C-Chris,” you moaned, your hand reaching to grasp his hair.

Still moving his fingers, he went to put his mouth on your clit, making you moan again and clutch his hair tighter.

His tongue slid through your wet folds, his fingers still pumping in and out of you, abusing your swollen clit.

“Chris, I’m gonna cum.”

Chris loved the fact that he could make you cum with just his fingers and his mouth. “Shit Chris, I'm gonna- oh fuck!” you were cut off as you rode out your orgasm.

You shakily caught your breath. As you sat up, you could see the obvious bulge in Chris’s pants.

When you and Chris rose, you somehow pushed him onto the bed. “What the-” he said in a confused and surprised tone.

You smirk as you use your arms to straddle him. “How does it feel to be bottom now?” you asked in a cocky tone. He let a low growl.

You pulled down his shorts and his boxers, revealing his hard cock, that was already leaking pre-cum.

You rubbed your thumb over his flushed tip, and he let out a small grunt.

You then wrapped your entire hand around his length, making his hips jerk up slightly.

You moved your hand painfully slow, irking Chris. “Faster, y/n.” Unfortunately for him, you didn’t go faster.

“I said go faster, y/n.” You look at him, mischief in your eyes. “I want to hear you beg for it,” you said.

“W-What?”

“I said, I want to hear you beg for it.”

Chris didn’t know where your sudden surge of confidence came from, but fuck, it turned him on. “Please y/n. Go faster. Please.” You still didn’t seem convinced. “Please mommy, go faster.”

You smirked at him. “Since you asked so nicely.” You started jerking his cock faster, purposely grazing your finger over his tip so often.

Chris let out frequent moans, half thrusting himself into your hand.

“Oh my god y/n,” he moaned. “I’m gonna cum.” You let out an evil chuckle. “No, you're not.” Chris’s eyes shot open. “W-What?”

“I said you're not going to cum.”

You put your free hand above his tip while your other hand was still pumping his dick. “I need to cum y/n,” he said in breathy whines.

“You know the drill, Chris,” you said. “Beg for it.”

His eyes widened again, but he obeyed. “Please, let cum. Please, please, please.” You’d never seen Chris so vulnerable.

His whole body was shaking as tears brimmed his waterline. “Please mommy, let me cum please!”

You removed your hand, and thick white lines of cum spurt on your hands and chest. Chris was breathing raggedly, but he had calmed down a bit.

And suddenly... your back was on the bed. Again. “That was a nice little show you put on there,” Chris said, his eyes full of lust.

“But don’t forget, I’ll always be the dominant one.”

Something about his voice turned you on, and you could already feel yourself getting wet.

He pulled your legs closer to his torso, and spread them wide open, exposing you. “You're such a little slut, already so wet.

I haven’t even touch you yet.” He rubbed your clit for a second, before slamming himself inside your needy cunt.

“Fuck- Chris,” you gasped as he started thrusting in and out of you, not giving you enough time to adjust.

“O-Oh my god.” Now with the pain gone, the pleasure started kicking in.

“Shit y/n, you're so tight,” Chris said, grunting. He pulled your legs up to rest on his shoulders, making him thrust deeper into you.

Your mouth was letting out so many sinful sounds, tears from the pleasure streaming down your face.

Chris suddenly hit your g-spot, repeatedly, making stars burst into your vision. For the second time tonight, you were going to cum.

“Chris, I-I'm going to cum,” you said, your eyes half lidded. “Fuck-” you threw your head back as you orgasmed on Chris’s cock.

But he didn’t stop. “C-Chris stop, it's too much.” You were extra sensitive since this was your second orgasm.

“We aren’t stopping until I cum,” he said. “Consider this as your punishment from earlier.”

New tears formed in your eyes, because the overstimulation was too much.

You were now whining, and every kiss on your neck was sensitive.

“Fuck, I think I’m going to cum,” Chris groaned, throwing his head back a little.

You couldn’t even bring yourself to answer, so you let out a whimper and a nod in response.

After another thrust and a groan leaving Chris’s mouth, you felt his seed covering and coating your walls. He pulled out of you a flopped down next to you shortly after, kissing forehead and caressing your head.

“Are you alright baby?” he asked, nearly a whisper. “Mhm,” you hummed, nodding your head.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk tomorrow,” you admitted, earning a chuckle from Chris.

“You were lucky this time,” he said.

Next time, if you try to take control again, I’ll teach you a real lesson.”

Wow okay that was a lot. My hands literally hurt. 😃

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stuniolo-simp4life · 27 days

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TAGLIST

comment if you want to be on it! Won't be added until new posts come out, soon. i swear.

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stuniolo-simp4life · 27 days

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Can u do a Matt smut fic where reader and matt r out and matt gets a good idea to go to the car wash bc the car is dirty. And when y'all in the car wash u fuck (idk if that makes sense)

I love ur writing sm 😭😭💖

Car Wash- Matt Sturniolo

Paring- y/n and Matt Sturniolo

Warnings- Smut, semi-public (?), cursing, quickie, p in v, unprotected (don’t please, imagine you're on the pill or smth), female!recieving, slight nipple play, riding, slight fingering. NOT PROOF READ.

Description- After a long day out, Matt decides to go to a car wash, hoping for something more.

@lightningsturvn here you are my love!

After a week of recording and editing, Matt took y/n out for a stress reliever day. They went to the beach, walked along the shoreline, and even went swimming.

Unfortunately for Matt, all he could think of was y/n in that tight little bikini, wanting to rip it off and fuck her brains out.

Moving on from Matt, there were a lot of seagulls at the beach today.

Seagulls=poop. Poop=Car. Car=Matt’s Car.

“Well, it looks like my car is covered in bird shit.” Mat grumbled as the two of you stepped in, earning a giggle from you. “Babe, its fine. We can just stop at the car wash on the way home.”

Now obviously, Matt was horny. The beach dress wasn’t doing a good job of covering up your body.

He could see your pecks straining against the thin bikini fabric, and that was enough to turn him on. He could already feel his cock throbbing against his shorts.

Thats when the idea popped into his head. The car washes around your area were old, making the machines slower.

An average car wash was 5 minutes, but these ones were 10. A perfect opportunity for some relief.

“Can you do the tropical wash? Please?” you asked Matt, batting your eyelashes. You knew he hated it, but you loved it.

“Fine,” he grumbled. “But you’re going to pay me back,” he said with a devious smirk, as his hand made its way to your thigh.

You found yourself getting flustered by Matt’s words, your face visible red. Flustered enough to make your bikini bottoms wet.

Fuck. His hand was sensually rubbing your thighs as he paid for the wash.

As soon as drove the car onto the platform, his finger grazed your clit, a small moan escaping your mouth.

Somehow, both of you ended up in the backseat.

Matt smashed his lips on yours and slipped his hands down to your waist.

He started leaving wet kisses around your neck a collarbone, removing your beach dress.

He then started kissing down your chest, until he ripped your bikini top off.

“I’ve been waiting to do that all day.” His tongue made it to one of your pecks, while his hand made its way to the other. “Fuck matt.”

He moved his tongue in fast, circular motions on your hardened peck, while his finger played with the other. “Be a good girl, and let's make this quick, okay.”

You moaned. “M-Matt.” He looked at you. “Hmm?”

“I need you.” He smirked at you. “What do you need baby? You have to be more specific.”

“Your fingers.” You gasped. “I need your fingers.”

“Okay baby. Wasn’t so hard, was it?” He inserted a finger into your aching hole, then two.

“Oh my god,” you gasped. He slowly started pumping his fingers in and out of you. “F-Fuck Matt. faster.”

You could feel your orgasm building on you. It must have shown on your face, because he then slipped his fingers out.

You whined. “I was just about to finish,” you pout.

“Don’t worry. Your about to get something better.” He slipped off his cargo shorts and his boxers, revealing his straining erection.

It looked so hard it must have hurt.

Even though you’d seen Matt’s dick before, it always surprised you how big he was.

The thought of him filling your aching cunt was enough to make you wet again.

He then sat against one of the doors, his legs on the seats.

“I want you to ride me baby.” You had done it before, but it wasn’t one of your most experienced positions. “O-okay,” you gulped.

You got on top of him and aligned yourself. Slowly and steadily, you lowered yourself on him, earning a grunt from him and a hiss from you.

“Fuck,” you mumbled under your breath. It took you a minute to adjust to his size, but when you started moving, the slight pain was replaced with pleasure.

“Oh fuck. Matt,” you moaned, as you bounced up and down. His hands were on your hips, guiding you.

“Oh my god Matt. Oh my god.” You moved slightly faster, making you moan with pleasure.

You could feel your legs starting to give out, making your movements slow down slightly.

Of course, Matt noticed, because he grabbed your ass and starting thrusting into you.

That was enough to get your momentum up again. You grabbed his shoulders and lowered your head into the crook of his neck. “Fuck Matt, I'm gonna cum.”

Your moans were turning into breathy whines. “M’gonna cum too. Fuck. Do it with me baby.”

You let out a moan as your orgasm came, Matt still slight thrusting, and finishing after you.

You could see the sweat on his forehead, making his hair stick to it.

“You did so good for me baby,” matt whispered in your ear, then going to kiss you.

Thankfully, the car wash was slowly ending. “Shit. I forgot about the car wash.” You quickly changed into your clothes, a wave of tiredness slowly crashing upon you.

Matt was already in the driver's seat, driving up to the air-drying system. “Matt,” you mumbled, your eyes fighting for wake.

“What is it baby?” He turned back to face you. “I’m gonna take a nap,” you said in a drowsy voice. “Can we cuddle when we get home?”

He smiled at you softly. “Of course we can babe.” He reached his hand out to swipe some hair out of your face.

“Love you,” you mumbled. “Love you too,” was the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep.

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stuniolo-simp4life · 28 days

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REQUESTS

guys I am in need of requests. I only have so many ideas 😭

requests are open so please! 🙏

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stuniolo-simp4life · 1 month

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Caught in the Act- Chris Sturniolo

Paring- y/n and Chris Sturniolo

Warnings- Smut, Masturbation, swearing, Bsf!Chris, oral sex (both receiving), some aftercare, praise kink if you really squint

Description- y/n gets caught getting herself off, so Chris deicides to take action.

The Triplets had left earlier this morning to film one of their videos, leaving you at their house to fend for yourself.

It wasn’t so bad at first, you just watched movies and raided the kitchen. But of course, it got boring. You decided to go to your room.

And there it was- Chris's T-shirt. He had left it there earlier, asking if he could pick it up when he got back.

You couldn’t suppress the butterflies that magically appeared in your stomach. You grabbed the shirt and put it on, and it surrounds you with the scents of Chris.

You could feel your core get wet, begging for relief, as thoughts of Chris flooded your mind.

You lay yourself on the bed, slowly pulling your shorts off, along with your panties. You huffed as the cold air hit your core.

You slipped your fingers through your folds, as you let out a soft moan. “C-Chris...” you slightly whimpered.

You could feel your imagination run wild. You imagined his hands all over your body, exploring unexplored grounds. Just thinking about it made you want him more.

“Fuck Chris!” you moaned out, as you slipped a finger in your aching hole. You were so into your pleasure that you didn’t even hear the door open.

You didn’t hear the footsteps coming upstairs. And you didn’t realize that the door opened.

“Hey y/n I just came to get my shi-” he stopped mid-sentence after seeing what you were doing. And you were moaning his name.

It took you a hot second to realize what was going on. And then you realized. Chris was in the room.

“Fuck!” you screamed as you pulled the covers over yourself. Your face was burning with embarrassment. Chris was wide-eyed.

“Fuck y/n! I’s so sorry I just came for my shirt- I didn’t think... I thought you were reading or something.” He quickly left the room.

What the hell just happened?

“Shit,” you mumbled as tears stung your eyes. You stuffed your face into the pillow, and thoughts flooded your mind.

What if Chris hates me?

What if he doesn’t want to be friends anymore?

What if-

Your thoughts were interpreted with a knock. And suddenly, Chris was in your room. “Chris I’m so sorry. I didn’t know what I was doing I-”

He smashed his lips onto yours. You were shocked at first, but then you melted into the kiss.

You moaned against his lips, giving him the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth.

He grabbed your hips and slowly pushed you onto the bed. “C-Chris... what are you doing?” you asked him, a little unsure.

“Fuck y/n, you don’t know how much I’ve wanted this.” Hearing those words was enough to make you wet again, the familiar aching sensation brought back to your core.

He left wet sloppy kisses down your neck and collarbone, and suddenly his face was between your legs.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he said, looking back up at you. You blush at his words, almost closing your legs. “Chris please.” He smirked and looked up at you.

“Please what? You have to use your words y/n.” “Please, touch me.” You were desperate for some kind of friction. “Since you asked so nicely.”

He blew air right above your clit, making you shiver and clench around nothing. After a second or two, he finally dived in, slightly pulling you closer.

The feeling of his lips around your clit sent you to another dimension. Your hand made its way to his hair, griping on for dear life.

His tongue moved in circular motions gradually increasing speed. “Oh, fuck Chris,” you moaned.

Your thighs tightened around his face, and you practically grinding on him. “Fuck Chris you feel so good.” Your moans became more frequent, as you felt a knot build up in your stomach.

“Oh fuck Chris. I’m gonna cum. Fuck- Chris,” you said before you orgasm on his face. He slowed down his movements then stopped, allowing you to ride out your orgasm.

“You taste good, Ma.” he said as his face met yours. You felt your face get red. “Shut up,” you muttered.

You could feel something poking your leg, but you already knew what it was. “So, Chris,” you said as you sat up. “What about you?” He looked at you. “What do you mean?”

You smirked at him. “I can literally feel you grinding against my leg Chris.” Now it was his turn to get flustered.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to pressure you into anything.” “It's fine Chris. I want to.” He nodded as he stood up.

He took of his sweats and his boxers, revealing his erection. Now you knew he was big, but damn- he was WAY bigger than expected.

You kneeled in front of him, starting with a few strokes. You could hear his breathing increase. You licked up from the base to his tip, your mouth engulfed around him.

“F-Fuck y/n,” he moaned, his hand caressing your head. You started to move your mouth slowly, stroking whatever you couldn’t fit.

“Fuck, like that.” You could hear small moans escaping his mouth.

You increased your speed, looking at him in his eyes as you took him. He threw his head back.

“Fuck, you're doing so good for me. I’m going to cum.” You could feel him slightly thrust into your mouth, until he released warm liquid down your throat.

“Fuck y/n. You did so good for me.” You lazily smiled at him. Unfortunately, your back was beginning to ache, and you were tired.

He could tell. He lifted you at put you on the bed, kissing your temple.

“I’m going to go run a hot shower, okay? When you're done, we can sleep and cuddle. That sound good?”

You lazily nodded your head, a small smile on your face. “I love you Chris.” He smiled at you. “I love you too.” He placed another kiss on your forehead.

Hope y’all enjoyed it. Fyi, requests are open! Hope y’all have a good day/night :)

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stuniolo-simp4life · 2 months

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This is unacceptable. I need him in more then one way 😩 AND I CAN LITERALLY SEE IT HOLY SHIT SOMEONE SEND HELP

GUYS ?!

Peter… the horse is here.. 😦

I actually just shed a tear (down my leg). I need him in ways that are extremely concerning to feminism. Salivating.

I mean we been knew but…

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stuniolo-simp4life · 2 months

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SOMEONE SEND HELP

ARE WE OKAY 😀😀😀

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stuniolo-simp4life · 2 months

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Materlist (work in progress!)

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stuniolo-simp4life · 2 months

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Red, Red, and more Red- Chris Sturniolo

Paring- Chris Sturniolo and Y/n

Description- Just Chris comforting his gf when she gets her period, and a little bit of swearing. No mention of y/n

Warnings- just a lot of fluff, and periods.

Just another short and sweet <;33

Well, today you definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Your stomach felt like absolute shit, and you had a big headache. You groaned as you sat up, and your shorts felt unusually wet. As you lifted your blanket, you saw a small pool of blood.

“Fuck,” You muttered, as you got up. You felt like crap, and you bled on the bed. Of course you were going to act up; you were on your period for God’s sake. Your emotions were bundled and jumbled. And what was even worse? You were at Chris’s house.

This wasn’t even your own bed sheet you bled on. You were in the guest room, and you had just ruined the sheets. You just sighed as you went to take a shower and figured you would just clean it up later.

You must have been in the bathroom for 30 minutes. You felt a little better, but your cramps were killing you. You put on a pad (or a tampon). At least you wouldn’t stain more things from sitting down. You walked into the guest room, but the sheets were already replaced, and Chris was sitting on the bed.

You frowned. “I was gonna change the sheets,” you said as you sat down. “I’m so disgusting.” “For bleeding every month? That’s not your fault Ma.” Chris kissed you on cheek, as you pouted. “No, I mean I’m disgusting for ruining your sheets.” “It's not your fault baby.”

He kissed you again. “Now come on, I made breakfast.”

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You were still grumpy because of Chris. I mean, how could he clean up your mess! It was your responsibility, not his.

Unfortunately, that was the least of your problems.

Right now, you were curled up on the couch, wearing a hoodie and sweats that Chris gave you, and clenching your stomach for dear life. Your cramps were eating you alive. You pulled out your phone and texted Chris.

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When Chris came home you were still curled up in the same position, and you were watching a movie. “Hey ma.” He sat down next to you and gave you a kiss on your forehead.

“I got you some stuff.” He pulled out the grocery bag. “Okay so, I got you some meds, some chocolate, snacks, a blanket...” He trailed off.

Seeing this just made you want to cry. And you did. Chris was a little surprised by this, so he pulled you into a hug. “Hey, hey, don’t cry.”

You sniffed. “Sorry, I just... I just don’t deserve you. You're always doing things for me, and helping me, and... I can never pay it back.” You wiped your eyes and buried your face in your knees. “I’m not a good girlfriend.”

“Look and me.” He raised your head and made sure your eyes were locked in with his. “It’s my job to take care of you, and you're so amazing and lovely,” he laughed. “I don’t think I deserve you.” His words just made you cry even more. “Sorry I'm so emotional...”

For the rest of the day both of you just cuddled and watched movies. “I love you,” he whispered in your ear, and then he pecked you on the lips.

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Hoodie- Matt Sturniolo

Paring- y/n and Matt Sturniolo

Summary- You and matt get into a heated argument, leaving you to sulk over a hoodie Matt left at your house.

Warnings- Angst and some (minor) swearing. fluff at the end.

“Matt, I’m tired of you avoiding me!” you yelled across the room, where he was standing. For the past 2 weeks, Matt had been avoiding you. Whenever you tried to make plans, like for dinner, he would always wiggle his way out of it. He never wanted to go out with you and had been distant lately.

“I’ve been busy y/n. I thought you, out of all people, I thought you would understand that.” He had a very annoyed look on his face, like he was pissed. “I understand that, but even the days you aren’t doing anything, you still avoid me!” Your voice broke at the last part, and you were fighting tears at this point.

“Well, I thought you would be more fucking supportive, but I guess not.” His words stabbed you like a knife, right in your gut. Tears filled your eyes. “Well ok, if that’s how you feel.” Your voice broke as a tear slipped down your cheek. Matt instantly regretted what he said. “Wait y/n-” “Um... I'm going to leave.” You spoke, and you rushed out the door.

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It had been about 3 days since you had talked to Matt. You were currently lying on your bed, with Matt’s hoodie around you. His scent was still faint there, the smell of cheap cologne and sweat. You engulfed yourself in it; it reminded you of him.

Flashback

You and Matt were watching a movie, your legs entangled in his. “Hey, is that my hoodie your wearing?” It was a y/f/c (your favorite color) hoodie. “Yeah,” you replied.

“This is my favorite one you own, and it’s really comfy.” You blushed as you adjusted it on yourself. He just smiled at you. “You can keep it if you want.” You looked at him. “Really?”

“Yeah. I have plenty of other hoodies, and you look cute wearing this one.” You blushed at his words, and you gave him a peck on his lips.

Tears were now flowing down your cheeks, making the hoodie wet. You wiped your tears, and your phone buzzed.

You heard your ring tone and the buzz of your phone. Matt was calling you.

“Hey.”

“Hi.”

There was silence for a few seconds.

“Umm... I... I wanted to apologize. I didn’t realize I was hurting you. I know I’ve been busy, but I should have talked to you. I guess I was just frustrated with work and everything. Anyways, I’m... I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I should apologize too. I mean, I should have understood, but I guess I was upset.” There was another pause. “Can I come over tomorrow?”

“Sure.”

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You and Matt were now wrapped in a giant blanket, legs entangled. You were wearing the same hoodie, the one he gave you.

“Is that my hoodie?” he asked. “Yeah.” You blushed as you looked down at the hoodie, quite oversized on your body. “I can’t believe you kept it after all this time.”

“Matt,” you whispered. “Hmm?” He looked down at you. “I love you.” You could see a visible blush form on his cheeks. “I love you too.” You smiled as he gave you kisses on your cheeks, and pecks on your lips.

My first story guys. 😭 A lil short but tell me what you guys think! :)

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