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mattslolita · 5 months

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best on earth - c. sturniolo

warnings : smut, smut SMUTTY SMUTT, sub!chris, riding, hair pulling, oral

you and your boyfriend chris were currently sat in your dorm room, watching a movie — it was pretty late, but you weren't stressing since the next day was saturday and you had on top of all your studying.

truth be told you were really horny right now, especially with the way chris was tracing your soft skin up and down your arm as he had his shoulder wrapped around you.

your roommate was somewhere off with her own boyfriend for the night, so the two of you practically had to whole night to yourselves — you grinned, thinking about all the things you could do to chris.

"what're you smiling about?" chris asked, looking down at you.

you shrugged and looked back up at him with your doe eyes. "just how bad i wanna fuck you."

his eyes widened at first, but nevertheless his lips upturned into a grin at the words you spoke. "oh, really?"

you responded by sitting up as he put his hands behind his head, and moving to sit yourself on top of him. you bit your lip and smirked down at him and you roamed your hands up and down his chest, whilst he held you in place with his hands on your hips tightly.

you bent down and connected your lips in a hungry kiss, asking for access as your tongue explored his mouth — a soft whimper escaped his lips and you smirked against him, beginning to move back and forth right on his cock.

"mm baby," chris whined, moving his hips upward to feel more friction, "can you make me feel good?"

"aw, you want me to make you feel good, chrissy?" you taunted the boy, moving your lips to kiss up and down his neck.

you sucked on a sweet spot in particular, causing a moan to emit from your boyfriend's lips, which was music to your ears. you nibbled on that bit of his neck some more, continuing to grind up and down on him.

"p-please baby, i need you to make me feel so good," chris whimpered, and you disconnected your lips from his neck, grinning down at him.

"you gonna be a good boy for me, then?" you whispered to him, and he nodded, another small whimper leaving his mouth.

you instructed chris to take his shirt off and you pulled your own over your head, revealing the lacy black bra that you had worn — with a smirk you took the bra off of yourself, then slid your shorts off, too.

"take off the rest of your clothes for me, sweetheart," you said and he complied, hurriedly taking off his sweatpants and throwing them to the side.

you reached down to chris's boxers and palmed him through them, causing him to groan. you slid his boxers off and marveled at how big his dick was ( well, it's not anything you haven't seen before ). you slowly crawled towards the foot of the bed and grinned up at chris.

"i'm gonna make you feel so good, baby," you said, spitting on his cock then pumping up and down.

"y-yes, make me feel so good," he whined out.

"i need you to look at me while i suck you off, christopher," you instructed him, not breaking eye contact with him.

he nodded and watched as you took him in your mouth, pumping the rest of what couldn't fit — a loud moan left chris's lips, and he began thrusting his hips upwards to gain even more friction with you. you sucked and swirled his cock, all whilst keeping eye contact with him. he looked so pretty in front of you with his hair disheveled as he brought one hand down to slightly tug at your hair.

"mhm, fuck yes y/n, that feels so good," chris whined out, as you felt yourself becoming hard at his praises, "fuck baby, you make me feel so good."

you moved your hand down to take more of him in your mouth, sucking and swirling — you bobbed your head up and down as your saliva coated his cock, almost sending him over the edge as a various amount of curses came from his mouth.

"y/n, i-i need to cum please," chris begged, and you stopped momentarily and grinned at him.

"oh baby, i can't let you do that just yet," you grinned, completely stopping stroking, "you don't cum until i tell you to, understand?"

"y-yes, baby," chris said, whining at the loss of contact.

you crawled on top of him, aligning your entrance with his cock. as you wasted no time in sinking onto him, the loudest, pornographic moans uttered out of both you guys' mouths, a euphoric feeling overtaking your body.

"oh my, fuck, chris," you moaned out, as he grabbed your hips to forcefully pull you closer on him, "you fill me out so well, baby."

you began rolling your hips up and down on his cock, which caused the sturniolo boy's head to roll back as his eyes were blown wide with nothing but pure lust — you went up and down on him, pushing his chest down with both your hands.

you bounced up and down, and chris couldn't resist himself as one of his hands went up to feel and pinch at your nipples, emitting little whines from you.

"b-baby, i'm so close," chris whined out, his hips thrusting upward, "please let me c-cum inside you."

"you wanna do what inside me, baby?" you taunted, your voice breathy as you continued bouncing up and down on him, "say it again."

"c-cum, please let me cum inside you," chris begged, which sent you over the edge.

"go ahead baby, i'm about to...fuck..."

at the same time, the both of your liquids filled your walls as they mixed together, and a loud, breathy moan escaped chris's lips which was music to your ears — you let out soft whimpers as you both finish riding out your high.

you began to slow your pace then ultimately stopped, chris pulling out as you got up from on top of him and collapsed beside him. you both were panting heavily, trying to collect yourselves at what just took place.

"you were so good for me, chris," you cooed, running your hands through his hair, causing a cheeky smile to form on his face.

"really?" he asked, and you nodded, giggling at your flustered boyfriend. "maybe next time i can do all the work for you."

you grinned down at him as you played with his hair. "oh, you definitely can next time."

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sturncrazy · 4 months

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I CALL THIS: photos of chris sturniolo that make me wanna scream, drool, and throw my phone at the wall simultaneously.

LIKE THIS MAN

what do i wanna be when i grow up? WHAT CHRIS STURNIOLO IS INSIDE OF

jk y’all didn’t see that 🫡

is so god damn fine. CHRIS I AM ON MY GOD DAMN KNEES PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

LIKE IM

literally over here 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

whatever he wants.

I AM GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY CAGE HELP.

I NEED A RABIES SHOT ASAP

i need him more than i need water.

uhm.

anyways.

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sturncrazy · 4 months

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what i see when i accidentally highlight y/n’s dialogue chris’s color when i’m editing my smut :

ill fuck up and reread and see

“please daddy cum in me”

and be like

now wait a minute.

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sturncrazy · 4 months

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LIFE OF THE PARTY prt3🔥

chris sturniolo x y/n (fem)

(all other characters are highlighted in green)

warnings: SMUUUUT SMUTTY SMUT nsfw 18+ and language & drinking (unprotected+not pulling out, overstimulation, slight praise, SLIGHT dom chris, lil rough at times)

authors note: HERES PART THREE YALL! sorry she’s LOOOOOOONNNNGGG but i’m a fan of details and build up so 🤷‍♀️ um why am i attached to this story now 🧐 anyways this is smut so yk beware but i hope y’all like it hehe🫶

summary: after a you and chris getting stuck playing a round of 7 minutes in heaven turned into a HEATED makeout session, you attempt to go back to the party….but chris has another idea.

word count: 4,106 w

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“HEY LOOK! you two didn’t kill each other!” shouted out Madi as chris casually walked back into the basement like nothing happened. you tried your best to take steady breaths and act normal, but your whole body still felt like it was on fire as you headed back to the group.

“GUYSSS this game is boring! can we play pong?” someone yelled and was met by a collection of agreements. you attempted to brush down the back of your hair as you watched chris head over to the pong table. you cleared your throat.

“the fuck happened in there y/n” chuckled nick raising an eyebrow at you.

“oh nothing…obviously. just fucking stuffy in there” you lied. he bought it. “so, madi, did u get to kiss that guy? what’s his name again…?”

“yeah. jack. it was wet. icked me out” she answered shivering.

“oh ewww” you laughed

“OOO I HAVE AN IDEA! let’s do SHOTS” nick said grabbing the two of you. honestly, shots had never sounded better to you. anything to distract you from what had been going on 5 minutes ago. you took a whopping 3 shots in a row and felt immediate regret in the form of intense burning at the back of your throat. Nick gagged uncontrollably next to you. Madi, apparently unbothered, started shouting

“OO I LOVE THIS SONG LETS GO DANCE” at the sound of nightcrawler starting, pulling you to an emptier area of the room. actually having fun for a moment, the cheap liquor doing it’s job, you forgot where you were and began swaying around with your friend, even though your skirt was probably a bit too short to be moving so freely. suddenly, you became aware of the creeping feeling of eyes on you. you glanced over your shoulder and saw chris eyeing you, gripping his cup tightly watching your body. something ignited in you knowing you had his attention again. you continued to dance more, intentionally moving your hips around so your skirt would hike up. you glanced back at him and noticed him attempt to cover up fixing the top of his jeans, fussing with an apparent new problem. feeling bold, you took out your phone and opened snapchat and began typing a message to him. he felt the vibration of a notification in his pocket and reached for his phone, raising an eyebrow seeing you were typing. you finished out your message

“i can see you watching me. you’re not slick”

he rolled his eyes and began typing back before looking back up at you. you opened your phone.

“don’t act like you don’t want me to be watching you”

you looked back up at him. he cocked his head with a smirk and raised an eyebrow, in a challenging manner. frustration and desire bubbled inside you. it pissed you off that he thought he was the one in control here. you wanted to watch him squirm. you typed out your next message with shaking hands and refused to let yourself back out of hitting send

“i’d rather have you inside me than watching me, but whatever”

his mouth dropped open slightly as he looked at his screen. you could see his chest rise and fall from across the room. he looked up at you through hooded eyes, not moving his head. you gave him a shrug before turning your back to him and going back to dancing with madi and a small group of other girls who’d joined. you couldn’t believe how bold you’d been and started to feel regret creeping in as the moments passed by. you refused to look back at chris now, but all you could do was wonder what he was thinking. it started to make you feel queasy. you were just about to tell madi you wanted to go grab water, when you felt a large hand harshly grip your shoulder.

“bathroom. upstairs. now.” Chris growled, out of earshot of the surrounding group, into your hair. your breath hitched as he let go. you turned slightly to see him already heading for the steps.

“Uh-um…I need to get some air and water for a bit. i’ll come back down later” you said to Madi

“Oh okay, you alright? you need me to come with you?”

“Nah i’m good have fun”

“You sure? You’re not gonna puke are you?”

“No” you laughed “I just need a break, seriously though i’m good i’ll be back in a bit” she gave you a small nod and went back to dancing. you tried to inhale as you turned for the stairs, but your body refused to accept the air. you felt your legs shake slightly as you left the sticky basement and headed for the quiet and dark upstairs of the house. the bathroom was tucked down the hall, conveniently in the opposite direction from the front door so it was uncharted territory to most of the party goers. the bathroom door was cracked open slightly. the lights, except for a small blue nightlight, we’re out giving it an eerie blue glow pouring out of the sliver of space. you pushed it open weakly. Chris was carelessly leaning against the sink, supporting himself with his arms behind him. he looked up at you and gestured with his head for you to shut it behind you. you followed his lead and closed it then moved to lean against the opposing wall, facing him head on. you crossed your arms across your chest.

“we’ll you’re quite the little tease, aren’t you?” he said looking up at you through strands of his hair. you tried to look unfazed.

“what do you want, chris?” you said flatly

“you know what i want, y/n” he said hoarsely

“how am i supposed to know what you want? look like i can read your mind?” you retorted, playing dumb.

His breathing was uneasy. the sound of it echoed through the bathroom being the only sound in the room for a moment. your heart raced as he looked at you hungrily. without warning, he pushed himself off the sink and grabbed your face in his hands pulling you in forcefully for a heavy kiss. he let go of your cheeks after feeling your lips give into his, eagerly kissing him back, and moved his hands down to your waist without breaking away from your mouth. he grasped at your skin desperately, as he pushed you up against the wall. he leaned his body against yours and you were sure he could probably feel the immense beating of your heart against his chest. you suddenly became aware of the fact that you had hands again and pushed them back into his hair. he bit at your lip, asking for access into your mouth. you opened it slightly and felt his tongue slide against yours. you pulled at his hair with one had and ran your nails up his shoulder with the other. he let out a small groan into your mouth. you needed to hear him again. you felt his hands start to slide from your waist lower to your thigh. you breathed out unsteadily and felt him smile slightly against your lips. he continued to move them back up your thighs, this time working their way up under your skirt to your ass. it sent chills down your body and you pushed your hips up against him at the sensation.

“fuck” he whispered out as he savagely grabbed at the soft pillowy flesh in his large hands. you never knew his voice could sound so sexy. you brought your hands from around his neck down the fabric of the front of his t-shirt, desperately wanting more of him. as you reached the hem of his shirt, you pushed the tips of your fingers under it. just grazing the sweet spot of his lower stomach right above his waistband with your delicate touch.

“this okay?” you breathed into his lips

“more than” he grunted out against you. with his eager consent you slid your hands up under his shirt, running your them over the smooth skin of his toned torso. you felt his rocky breathing under your palms, which made the wetness forming in your thong even more present. once you reached his collarbone, you dragged your nails heavily back down his skin to the top of his jeans

“oh goddd” escaped his lips, as he wrapped one arm around your waist and one under your ass, lifting you up. you tightened your legs around his waist in response, still not breaking from his mouth. you pulled at his lip slightly with your teeth, loving the feeling of being wrapped around him. he responded by spinning halfway with you still in the air and settling you down to sit on the edge of the sink. you kept your legs around him slightly as he broke away from you momentarily. he maintained eye contact with you as he reached for the bottom of his t shirt and pulled it off over his head. the space between your legs pulsed, begging for contact, as you took in the sight of him shirtless in front of you. your lips parted slightly, scanning him.

“like what you see?” he teased, observing your reaction.

“you have no idea” you said lowly, looping your pointer fingers into the belt loops of his jeans, bringing him back into you. as your lips locked back together again he dragged his hands up from your waist, lightly brushing over your boobs, which were covered by a thin tank top, eliciting a whimper from you.

“you gonna let me see you too?” he said softly. you pulled away and lifted off your top. he exhaled loudly, eyes growing wide at the sight of you.

“my god” he mumbled before bringing his hands up to paw at your exposed chest. you threw your head back slightly and moaned, which he responded to by lowering his head and connecting his warm wet mouth to your nipple, biting and pulling gently. he kissed down your chest sloppily, continuing down your stomach as he crouched. he settled kneeling, looking up at you from the same height as your knees, which you had shut slightly. he looked into your eyes as he gently kissed your kneecap

“open your legs for me, pretty girl” he said in a hushed tone. you moved your legs further apart, feeling the cool air reach the almost unbearable heat coming from your center. he broke away from your eyes, pupils blown out, at the space between your legs that had become visible to him. he sighed hot air against your leg, his lips still partially touching your skin. he reached a hand up your leg, moving painfully slow, to your upper thigh and squeezed. you shuddered, desperate for contact. Chris seemed to understand what you needed and moved his hand further along your skin and to the lacey center of your thong. he ran his finger tips so lightly across your dripping heat, it ached and you bucked your hips forward overcome with the need for more.

“fuck youre so wet” he muttered, almost more to himself in amazement at your arousal.

“chris—please—“ you gasped out rolling your hips towards him again.

“hmmm?” he sung out, just barely pressing his index and middle finger at your clothed entrance. you let out a small cry.

“so worked up for me already huh, baby?” he taunted. the name alone was enough to make your insides throb.

“Chris—stop fucking teasing me” you spat out

“only fair…you teased me first” he said before biting down on your inner thigh, still drawing small light circles around your clit over the lace fabric. you whimpered, loudly.

“But if you’re so desperate” he hooked his fingers around the sides of your thong

“okay” he finished, pulling it down your legs. you suddenly became aware of the fact that you were completely exposed to him and felt the urge to shut your legs, which chris quickly halted you from doing.

“christ” he hissed out before moving his mouth painfully close to your dripping pussy. he was so close to where you needed him you could feel the hot air of his breath hitting your folds.

“please—“ you whined out in one last attempt to stop his torture. finally, he listened as he pressed his warm wet lips to your clit then dragged his tongue down your folds. you grasped at his hair trying to stable yourself as your legs shook at the feeling of him beginning to push his tongue into your entrance. he groaned, sending vibrations into you, at you pulling his hair which made you lift your hips higher pressing his face further into you. both of his hands were wrapped around your thighs, holding you in place, but he slipped his grip on one side so he could position his hand to rub your clit with his thumb.

“oh fuck” you exhaled. he removed his thumb and dragged his tongue back up to your clit continuing the circular motion. your pussy ached begging for something to fill it and you tried to grind your core harder against him. he began to press two fingers against you entrance. you sucked air through your teeth and moved your hands to claw at his upper shoulders as he pushed his fingers into you, curling them upwards slightly. your eyes rolled back into your head as chris slowly began to pump his digits in and out of you.

“oh goddd-yes chris”

“you look so cute when you’re moaning my name like that” he said looking up at you still driving his fingers deep into your core.

“feelsss—so good” you gasped out as you felt yourself start to clench around his slender fingers.

“are you close already for me baby?” he cooed at you in a mocking tone

“sh-shut up chris—just don’t stop” you spat back pulling at his hair.

“trust me i’m not gonna stop til i see you cum all over my fingers for me”

“ohh my—fuckk” you stuttered feeling the build up in your core begin

“good girl cum for me y/n” chris said pumping into you rapidly with his hand. your body shuddered and your legs attempted to snap together as you came down from your high. you tried to catch your breath, fluttering your eyes open just in time to see chris standing back up and sucking your juices off his fingers, looking at you.

“y’taste fucking good”

“oh yeah?” you snickered out

“don’t believe me?” he asked leaning in to kiss you so you could taste yourself on his lips. he gripped at your thighs again before harshly pulling you down off the counter and spinning you around so your back was too him and you were looking at him in the mirror above this sink. something in his eyes looked almost animalistic now, as he clenched the skin around your hips so harshly it would leave marks. he began to suck and bite your neck from behind, as you heard the sound of him unzipping his pants and fabric hitting the ground. he stopped playing with your neck and looked at you in the eyes in the reflection resting his chin on your shoulder.

“watching you cum for me like that got me so hard baby it hurts so bad” he said with desperation into your ear

“really?” you said almost genuinely surprised that doing something for you would turn him on that much. you felt him wrap his hand over yours and guide it behind you. he pressed your hand to his painfully hard member that was pushing against the fabric of his boxers. he groaned at your touch

“yeah, really” he added pressing his hips forward further.

“Chris it—“ you fumbled looking for words, feeling his throbbing dick against your palm fully for the first time without the thick denim of his jeans in the way.

“hmmm?” he mumbled with his eyes half closed rocking back and forth to build some friction

“You’re so big” you stated. you didn’t know why it would surprise you. Chris gave the vibe of the kind of guy who would be well off in that department but still, something about the length of the hardon you could feel shocked you.

“you sound surprised” he half chuckled

“no i-i-jus-“

“cmon y/n don’t act like you haven’t thought about my dick before” he said pushing himself harshly against you this time

“so when are you gonna bend over the sink for me so i can give you what you really came up here for”

“Chris— already—i mean i just” you stuttered. you were still recovering from the the shockingly intense orgasm you’d had from him fingering you.

“mmm so much for handling you, looks like you can’t handle me”

“hey that’s not fair—”

“so if you don’t want me to fuck you, why are you still grabbing my cock” he snarled. you felt your pussy throb uncontrollably again at his words. he was right. you didn’t just want him to fuck you, you needed it. you let out a pathetic whimper as you leaned yourself over the sink, bringing your ass up higher for him.

“good girl” he purred out as he stripped his final layer of clothes off. you felt him line his tip up with your entrance before he began to sink into you. you let out a desperate cry at the feeling of him stretching you out and you watched his eyes roll back and his jaw go slack as he bottomed out.

“fuck you’re even tighter than i imagined” he exhaled, stopping any motion giving you a small moment to adjust to his size before pulling back out of you again. when he moved again he wasn’t as gentle. he slammed into you fully, causing a slap to echo through the small room. you squealed a pornographically loud moan, as you felt him fill you up. your pussy clenched relentlessly around his pulsating thick length.

“jesus y/n” he huffed feeling you tighten around him, shuddering against you.

“mm more chris” you whined out

“dont need to tell me twice” he said biting your earlobe. he began to pick up the pace of his thrusts, hitting your g spot every time, making you almost see stars. the feeling of him stretching your tight walls and hitting you so deep into your core was such an intense feeling of pleasure and pain, you let out a string of irrepressible moans and curses. you felt tears start to form and roll down your hot cheeks. you hung your head down limply as it bounced slightly with the rhythm of chris pounding into you from behind. his constant grunting and groaning was enough to keep you wet forever. you closed your eyes focusing on the overwhelmingly pleasure and felt one of chris’s hands grip into your hair, pulling you back with force. you snapped your eyes open and saw him biting his lip, hair in sweaty strands sticking to his forehead, pupils so black the blue of his eyes was invisible, cheeks flushed, staring at you as he mercilessly rammed his dick impossibly further into you.

“I want you to watch me while i fuck your brains out y/n” he panted to you. all you could do in response was let your mouth fall open in a pathetic whine, your brows furrowed in overwhelming satisfaction of being so filled up. he took this as an opportunity to slip the hand that had been grasping at your hair to your mouth and slide his fingers between your lips. you followed and sucked on them obediently. he watched hungrily, never letting up on his pace, before slipping them back out of your mouth creating a popping sound. he lowered them down between you and the counter to rub your clit again. you screamed at the new addition to your pleasure and collapsed slightly forward.

Chris smacked your ass harshly with his unoccupied hand before growling

“did i say you could stop watching?”

you looked back up at him again, tears now streaming down your face causing your mascara to make big streaks of black across your flushed skin.

“God you look so fucking sexy. such a mess for me, gorgeous”

“CHRIS—i’m gonna—fuck” you started to pant

“you wanna cum again for me, princess?” you whimpered in response as he pounded into you still drawing faster circles across your incredibly sensitive clit.

“cum all over my dick, baby. let it out” he said kissing your neck in encouragement. you felt yourself release around him as the room seemed to buzz and your vision went blurry, reaching a level of ecstasy you never knew existed before. your walls pulsed rapidly around him as your legs shook wildly, making his thrusts become harsher and sloppy.

“oh god fuck—y/n i’m close”

“yeah? you gonna cum chris?” you breathed out looking back at him. his brows were furrowed as he watched his length disappearing into you, mesmerized.

“shit yeah nghhhh fuck where do you want me to cum, baby”

“just don’t stop, chris” you said watching him, entranced by how gorgeous he looked this worked up.

“wha-/what?” he stuttered looking back up at you shocked

“i said don’t stop, chris”

“but—then i’ll—“

“i want you to cum in me” you whispered, loving the boyish look of excitement and fear wash across his face.

“but—“ he weakly questioned once more desperately fighting off his release

“don’t tell me you’re gonna be boring, chris” you teased, arching your back further which only intensified his pleasure.

“fuck no, y/n” he said breathlessly. he wrapped one hand around your throat lightly.

“i’ll fill you up with my cum if that’s what you want”

“i need it, chris—please” you begged

“OH GOD OH FUCK IM GONNA CUM FUCK”

“yeah, baby? i wanna feel you cum inside me”

“SHIT IM CUMMING OH FUCK” chris slurred out before stopping still deep inside you. you felt his dick twitch against your walls spurting his thick warm release inside you, as his body shuddered at the feeling. he panted against your skin collapsing slightly on top of you, leaving sloppy kisses on your shoulder. you breathed heavily in unison, watching him regain control of himself in the mirror. he lifted his head slightly to grin at you. you let out a small breathy giggle, still supporting yourself with your arms at the sink. you were sure your legs wouldn’t work properly for a few weeks. he slowly stood up enough to pull himself out of you, causing you to let out a final whimper at the loss of fullness and slight overstimulation. he chuckled, reaching back for his clothes. you followed his lead and searched for your own.

“still don’t think i can handle you?” he said as he pulled up his pants

“i’d say you did a pretty good job” you replied, leaning back against the sink, watching him zip up

“PRETTY good job?” he said feigning offense. you leaned over to give him a light kiss on the lips.

“okay, yeah. i stand corrected” you giggled as he leaned back in to give you another light kiss

“still think i’m no fun?” you teased, inches from his face.

“oh no i take that back totally” he said, kissing you once more before pulling away to put back on his shirt. you leaned back to the mirror to try to fix your makeup enough to make you look presentable to the friends you’d have to face downstairs shortly, but you felt chris’s eyes on you.

“what?” you asked

“nothin” he started. he looked down at the floor, scratching the back of his head in thought.

“i guess—i guess i just wanted to say m’sorry?” you raised an eyebrow

“dunno i’ve always been such a dick to you. and look it’s not like you’ve been an angel to me either—but still. i dunno. guess i was always just freaked out by the way i felt around you. like all nervous and outta control. i’m not used to that. so it was easier to tell myself i hated you than anything else, but i always knew it wasn’t the truth—i’m sorry i don’t mean t—“

“hey, stop chris, i get what you mean. think i’ve always felt sorta the same way” you said turning to face him and place a hand on his cheek to get him to look at you.

“yeah?” he asked with a sheepish grin, placing his hand on top of yours. you nodded and he leaned in to kiss you again.

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AHH OK!!! guys i rly hope u like this one cause i rly like it 🥹❤️❤️❤️

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sturncrazy · 4 months

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CHRIS LOOKIN EXTRA DELICIOUS IN THIS VIDEO PHEWWWWW

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sturncrazy · 4 months

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how i feel writing detailed smut abt boys who probably fuck like rabbits and last 1 minute irl. but imma keep lying to myself tho 👩‍🦯

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sturncrazy · 4 months

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NOOOOOOOOO

why is chris’s tiktok acc banned

today is now a miserable day.

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sturncrazy · 4 months

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THE MATT ONE IS UP: cabinfever

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sturniolosugar · 3 months

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can’t post part 5 of interlinked today. but here’s a video that deserves more attention 😩.

will post part 5 in the next couple days.

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sturniolosugar · 3 months

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INTERLINKED PT. 1

pairing y/n and chris sturniolo

summary: Y/n and Chris have been best friends for awhile. They end up becoming sexually involved with eachother. They value eachother so much but are both scared of the consequences of their actions, which leads their friendship to be stuck in a rocky place.

warnings: mentions of drugs, mentions of an eating disorder (not descriptive or anything) smoking, drinking.

not proofread. part 2 is already written and I personally think it’s better than part 1.

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I walk around the crowded kitchen that’s filled with sweaty, obnoxious, intoxicated people. I walk up to someone and ask to hit their weed pen. They hand me the pen and I take a hit before exhaling the smoke. I usually don’t come to parties alone but I decided to get out of my comfort zone. Plus the one girl- friend I have is out of town. I didn’t wanna be stuck doing nothing all night so I decided to come here and socialize, maybe make some friends. I grab the bottle of Bacardi that’s sitting on the countertop next to me and pour myself a shot. I pour the liquor down my throat and shake my head at the nasty taste. I make my way through the house trying to find a bathroom before meeting eye contact with Chris, he smirks at me. Of course he’s here. He’s sitting on the couch next to a short blonde haired girl who is wearing a white mini dress. I scoff and roll my eyes and continue to make my way through the crowd of people.

I met Chris almost a year and half ago at a party just like this one. We instantly vibed with eachother and ended up exchanging phone numbers that night. Ever since then we’ve been friends. Well. I don’t know if you would call it friends. We were friends at first. Really good friends in fact. We bonded over past traumas, and experiences that we’ve had. We told eachother dark secrets that nobody knows about except us. I told him about how my mom is an alcoholic and I never knew my dad. He related as he never had a good relationship with his parents. His parents were present physically but not there mentally for him which caused him to have little to no relationship with his parents. We were both at very low points in our life when we met eachother. Chris would drink alot and was selling drugs when we met. He stopped drinking so often after I shared stories with him about my mom. And he still sells weed but none of the hard drugs he used to sell anymore. His knuckles were always tore up in the beginning of when we met from fighting people so often or punching things, he had so much anger in him. When we met I was grieving my mom. She’s alive but she’s not living if you know what I mean. Alcohol had officially taken over her life. Chris helped me get through some of the most difficult and challenging parts of my life. I was addicted to Xanax when I met Chris and had an active eating disorder at the same time. As I spent more time with Chris he helped me stay sober off Xanax and would always comfort me while I try and eat. I became intensely attached to Chris. We’ve stayed up for hours talking about things we love and hate and what we would do differently if we could go back in time. We had so many conversations and were very vulnerable with each other. I had so much love for him as a friend. I eventually over time became friends with his brothers Nick and Matt as well. Just no where near as close to them as I was with Chris. Chris and I were best friends. Until one night things changed between us and caused a shift in our friendship. It was around 10 months into our friendship when we were chilling in his room like we always do. Alcohol was involved and we shared a moment. One thing led to another and we ended up in a very intense make-out session. We stopped before anything else happened and agreed to never speak about it. And we didn’t. Until 1 month ago we ended up having sex.

It was an experience I’ll never forget. I still remember how his lips felt against my skin that very night. Ever since then there was this unspoken energy between us that was very intense and intimate. We’ve been messing around sexually with each other for 1 month. Overall we’ve been in eachothers lives for almost a year and a half. Ever since we became sexually engaged with eachother I haven’t had sex with anyone else. I don’t even talk to any other guys. But Chris on the other hand has other hand still flirts and talks to hella girls. It’s caused us to have arguments and leave our friendship in an unstable place. He told me he won’t have sex with anyone else but that’s not gonna stop him from “talking” or “messing around” with other girls. I know he never does relationships, and I never really have either which is something we share in common. But I don’t wanna be treated like one of his little hoes. Because I’m not. I was his best friend before anything. There was times where we only had each other. But I’ve noticed having sex with him has almost caused us to become borderline toxic with eachother. Don’t get me wrong we still hangout with eachother very often even without having sex, considering I’m friends with his brothers Matt and Nick too and we all hang out together. But now that sex is involved our situation has changed. I don’t know what me and Chris are at the moment. But It’s complicated & that’s what I do know.

I finally found a bathroom that I can go into. I shut the door behind me and look at myself in the mirror. My eyes are glossed over with a little tint of redness from the weed and alcohol I just put in my body. I hated that I just saw Chris with another girl. It makes me wonder how he would feel if I started talking and getting involved with another guy. I sit in the bathroom for a moment trying to keep myself grounded. I look down at my phone and read a message I got from my friend Mya. “I hope your having fun at the party girlll. Don’t get too fucked up lmaooo.I love you!” The text reads. I smile letting out a breath before texting her back letting her know everything’s going good. I walk back out into the living room avoiding eye contact with Chris and walk back into the kitchen. I grab a bottle of alcohol and pour myself another shot. “Are you here alone?” I hear a man’s voice coming from behind me say. I turn around and it’s a brunette boy with brown eyes smiling. “Oh my fucking god. I haven’t seen you in so long” I say smiling. The boys name is Marcus. Me and him used to have classes together and sit at lunch with each other in high school. He’s had such a glow up… besides the point.

“I know it’s been a minute. What the fuck you been up to y/n?” The boy asks smiling. “Oh you knowww, just staying out the way” I respond. “You wanna take a shot with me?” I ask casually. “I’m down” he said before we grabbed another shot glass for him and started pouring shots. “I can’t believe your here” he chuckles before we clink our glasses together and take the shots.

1 shot tuned into 5 then 5 shots turned into however many shots. I lost count. Me and Marcus have been chilling in the kitchen catching up and reminiscing on memories back from highschool. I lean against Marcus feeling my body become weightless as the alcohol is really starting to hit all at once. “Are you good?” Marcus says laughing trying to help me regain my balance. “Yeah” I laugh getting the strength back to stand up on my own. “You know your actually really hot now?” I say letting my words slip out of my mouth while giggling . “You’ve always been beautiful” Marcus says smiling. I step closer to Marcus and put my hands on his shoulder, staring up into his eyes. “You mean it?” I ask frowning in a playful way. Marcus comes closer to me before putting his hands on my waist and hovering his mouth over my ear. “You’ve always been really hot” he whispers making me blush and giggle. He grips onto my waist making sure I still have my balance before I see Chris quickly walking up to us and stepping between me and Marcus. “Okay time to go” Chris says. “What? No. I was talking to Marcus” I respond confused. Chris turns around to face Marcus “Hi - now bye” he says before grabbing my arm and leading me out of the house.

“What the fuck dude? I was having a good time” I yell as he’s still pulling me by my arm towards his car. “Yeah you can tell me all about it tomorrow” he says in an irritated voice before opening his car door and helping me into the vehicle. He shuts the door and walks around to the other side opening his door and stepping into the car. I lean my head back against the seat wanting to cuss Chris out for interrupting the moment I was having with Marcus but not having the energy to. “Why were you all over him?” Chris asks blankly. “He’s hot” I respond not thinking. Chris shakes his head and scoffs. “Don’t play with me y/n. Don’t go near him again” he says pulling out the driveway. “Why?” “Because I said” Chris says as he continues to drive down the street. “Yeah okay Chris” I respond rolling my eyes. Chris gets to a stop sign and grabs my face forcing me to look at him. “Don’t go near him again” he says sternly with jealousy pouring out of his eyes. I stare into his eyes not responding. “Do you hear me?” He says staring back into my eyes. I nod my head yes. He lets go of my face and leans forward over the front console pressing his lips into mine. “Your mine” he whispers before deepening the kiss. Those words leave me confused and questioning everything around me. He has said those exact words to me a couple times. Each time he says them it confuses me even more. How could he say “your mine” but act like he doesn’t know me out in public. Act like he wants me to be his, but still talks to hella other girls. Showing signs of jealousy when seeing me talk to another guy, but be on the couch flirting with another girl 2 seconds before. I guess it could be because of what happened the first time we had sex.

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INTERLINKED PT. 2

pairing y/n & chris sturniolo

Summary: Y/n and Chris have been best friends for awhile. They end up becoming sexually involved with eachother. They value eachother so much but are both scared of the consequences of their actions, which leads their friendship to be stuck in a rocky place.

Warnings: mentions of self harm (not descriptive, just a mention)

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I guess in a way I’ve developed a toxic attachment to Chris. Because after all we are not actually together. So I feel like I have no right to feel jealousy when he talks to other girls. But we’ve had sex only a couple times. The last time we had sex was 2 weeks ago. I wonder if having sex with me and laying next to me skin to skin rubbing his hands over my body meant something to him or was just a casual Tuesday for him. I get into a spiral when I start thinking of this shit. We were best friends for so long and I have a feeling getting sexually involved with each-other wasn’t the best choice. As much as this possibly could ruin our friendship, I loved it. I loved the way it felt. The way he would touch me, looked at me, felt me, held me. I remember the first time we had sex. It was at his house when Nick and Matt were gone. We had talked for hours and hours. We were both sober not even 1 drop of drugs in our system. So as much as sometimes I wanted to blame the drugs for being the reason we got involved with each other like this I couldn’t. Because we were both completely sober when it happened.

It was right after he saw self harm marks on my right thigh. I didn’t even realize he saw them until I looked up at him and he was staring at me like he saw a ghost. I had on very short shorts (I didn’t realize how short they were and that my marks were visible when I sat down). He moved himself closer to me and put his hand on my thigh rubbing it up and down gently. I looked down where his eyes were focused already and realized he was running his fingers over the cuts. My heart dropped. He asked me why I did that to myself. I had to explain that I felt so much emotional pain at that time that I needed an escape. And that I would of rather of felt any type of physical pain than the mental & emotional pain I was feeling in that moment. He just held onto my hands tightly as we talked about it.

“Don’t ever do something like that again. Your so beautiful inside and out. Your body doesn’t deserve to feel pain especially when your mind already does. Come to me. Anytime. Anyday. Anywhere. Or I’ll come to you. Just tell me where. It doesn’t matter if you were all the way in Alaska I’ll be there. I love you y/n.” he said holding my hands tightly. “I love you too. Don’t think of me differently” I let out a shaky breath. “I love every part of you. All of you. All of your flaws. All of your weaknesses and strengths. Everything. I would never think differently of you. We’re human. Doing human shit. The last thing I would do is judge you. I have no room to judge you ma” he says pulling me into him giving me a tight hug.

He made me feel seen. Like I’m a human. Like I’m allowed to have good and bad times. He’s the only person that knows about the self harm. He never made me feel weak because of it. He made me feel loved. Like I deserved better and that he genuinely cared. After talking about it for awhile that night we continued on with our night. Everything seemed normal at first but I noticed his energy shift. He started being more touchy. More affectionate in a way. Me and Chris have never been afraid to show physical touch. It’s both of our love languages. But he was being extra touchy. So I matched his energy, not knowing what the outcome would be. I laid down at one point and he started poking my sides, that turned into a tickle fight. Seemed casual until he was laying on top of me. His head rested against my chest and I was running my hands through his fingers. I started getting tired so I shut my eyes. As soon as I shut my eyes I felt the warmth of his body move off of mine. I opened my eyes confused as to why he had just moved off of me.

“I’m just grabbing water” he says before getting off the bed and grabbing his water bottle, taking a drink of it. I smile at him. “You want some?” He asked. “Sure” I say grabbing the bottle of water and taking a few drinks. I hand the bottle back to him and he sets it on his desk before coming back to his bed and laying next to me. He positions body close to mine and puts his hand on my stomach and his leg over mine. He gently rubs up and down my stomach causing my shirt slowly ride up but still covering my chest. His hand rubs against my bare stomach as my shirt has been moved up a little from him rubbing up and down against it. “Y/n” Chris says quietly continuing to run his hand over my stomach. “Yeah?” I asked. “I love you. A lot. I want to make you feel good” he says quietly. “I love you too. I do feel good” I respond casually. “I wanna make you feel really good” he replied, still rubbing his hand up and down my bare stomach. “What do you mean?” I ask a little confused. “I wanna make your body feel good. I wanna make your body and soul feel loved. I wanna show you how deep I love you.” He says looking up into my eyes.

And before you knew it we had sex. It definitely didn’t feel like just sex because I’ve had sex. It felt deep. Passionate. It felt like we were making love. Complete opposite of lust. I felt our energies exchange and become one as a whole. He kissed every inch of my body. He took care of me after. Making sure I didn’t feel used. Making sure I was okay. I’ve had no strings attached sex before. But with Chris there was automatically strings attached. He told me he didn’t wanna lose me and that sex didn’t make him look at me differently. He said that he loved me already before sex and having sex wasn’t gonna change that. He told me he wanted to have me all to himself after that. He didn’t ask me to be his girlfriend but that’s what he was implying. I hesitated and told him I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship. I could see his face dim. Like he had just been stabbed in the chest. He brushed it off and said there was no rush but that it wouldn’t change the fact he still wanted me all to himself. I basically denied him right after having sex with him. Since then things between us have been a little rocky. It’s not that I didn’t wanna be in a relationship with him, I was just fucking scared. Terrified.

Since then me and him have had sex and every single time it gets better and better. We’ve only had sex 3 times since the first time and it drives me fucking crazy. It’s like I crave him. I crave every fucking thing about him. Even before sex I craved his energy and love. I always wanted to be with him 24/7 but my emotions intensified after sex. He fucks with my head by continuously talking to other girls. Seeing him at the party the other night with the girl on the couch made me wanna go fucking insane. And I know he must of felt the same way when he saw me talking to Marcus because he pulled me away. I just don’t understand what we are. I don’t know if he has any feeling’s attached, or if he was just manipulating me trying to get me to have sex with him. But I feel like if he was just trying to use my body he wouldn’t have waited almost a year and a half into our friendship. I have tried suppressing my feelings for him but I can’t anymore. It’s impossible. I only was trying to flirt with Marcus to see if Chris was gonna react. And he did. Im supposed to hangout with him tomorrow. It’s hard hanging out with him, especially around his brothers. He acts as if he’s never been inside of me or had his mouth on every part of my body. It’s hard ignoring my feelings for him. I feel like since I denied him right after sex he became colder. He’s still my best friend but I don’t even see the light in his eyes anymore. It’s like I hurt him. I never meant to. I just wanted to protect our friendship. Maybe I should of thought about that before agreeing to have sex with him.

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