3am
pairing: matt sturniolo x reader (established relationship)
warnings: pure smut, breeding kink, dry humping, bulge kink, dirty talk, unprotected p in v (wrap b4 u tap), fingering, oral (m receiving), handjob if you squint.
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you're downstairs on the couch with matt, nick and chris dead asleep upstairs. the dim moving lights coming off of the movie matt turned on illuminate the room, the sounds serving as background noise.
you two were supposed to have a late night movie night, but neither of you even know nor care what movie is playing anymore.
you're on his lap, hands tangled in his hair, hips grinding down against the bulge in between your legs, painfully straining against his grey sweatpants.
you kick off the blanket matt had covered you two with, your bodies hot.
one of his large hands are grabbing your ass cheek firmly, the other tracing fingertips up and down your spine.
he moans into your mouth as you rut your hips forward onto him, the unexpected move making him choke on air.
it's a battle of tongues, lips, and teeth. smashing and working against each other, trying everything to get as close as possible.
it's a miracle neither of you have cum in your pants yet, you grinding down impossibly hard onto matt's painfully hard boner.
the tip of his dick bumps against your clit, which makes your mouth drop open. matt doesn't waste a second, his tongue immediately snaking into your mouth.
you welcome the wet muscle warmly, immediately swirling your tongue into his mouth, moans uncontrollably leaving your parted lips, matt swallowing the sounds with eagerness.
suddenly, matt's hand that was tracing your spine grabs your bicep tight enough to leave a mark. he pulls away, lips parted, eyes closed, breath heavy.
your eyebrows furrow and you look at him with need and concern. you open your mouth but he speaks before you can.
"m'gonna fuckin cum in my pants." his voice is strained and hoarse from arousal, sending heat pooling straight to your core. butterflies soar in your tummy.
"that wouldn't be good." you mumble, a small smirk spreading across your lips, running a thumb across his bottom lip.
he just stares at you, breath heavy and mouth agape, completely entranced by you. you quite literally feel him get harder.
he ruts his hips up before hooking his fingers under the waistband of his sweats. he tugs them down until they pool at his ankles, revealing his navy blue calvin klein boxers. there's a prominent bulge in them, a wet patch visible on the crotch due to precum leaking from his tip.
you swallow. before you know it, he's tossing your panties and shorts onto the floor, your fingers tugging down his boxers until they join his sweats at his ankles.
you wrap your hand around his base, thumb immediately attacking his tip. his head throws back and mouth falls open, hips rutting up into your hand, trying to fuck your fist.
you smile and place your hand on his lower tummy, placing him back on the couch. your thumb rubs his tip with the most pressure you can give, your hand staying completely still. he squirms uncontrollably, whining and whimpering.
"f-fuck!" he squeaks out. you suddenly wrap your plump lips around his tip, tongue swirling and pressing against it, savoring the precum that soaks your tongue.
you drop down on him, his tip hitting the back of your throat, making you gag. you watch his stomach cave in with watery eyes, your tongue sucking and stroking his underside.
he reaches down and pulls you off of him, standing up and pinning you down to the couch. you yell at the random dominance, but you don't mind.
you're literally dripping, your thighs slick and sticky. matt spreads your legs open by your knees, revealing your slick folds. he runs a finger through them, sucking on his own finger as he lines himself up.
you're rendered speechless, crying out as his tip slowly slides in before he slams his whole length in, back arching as his cock head nestles against your cervix.
"so fuckin tight." he grumbles into your ear. you moan into his. he sets a slow and rough pace, every thrust shoving the couch back about an inch.
he doesn't hold back, letting every moan and groan that wants to happen slip out. you're the same, crying out and not giving a fuck that chris or nick could wake up.
his fingers dig into your hip, holding it like a vice. he's so lost in a haze of lust that it takes him a while to notice the prominent bulge that appears every time he bottoms out inside you.
he feels his stomach heave and balls tighten. he bottoms out and leaves it there, making you blink in confusion. he gently runs his hand over the bump in your lower belly, his face an unreadable expression.
without warning, he presses down on that bulge. hard. you cry out, rapidly approaching your orgasm before he starts thrusting in and out of you, harder and faster with each thrust.
"can fuckin see myself inside you. so fuckin sexy." he hisses, watching as the bulge pops up and immediately leaves.
"m-matt..." you whisper, your eyebrows laced together in pleasure. "m'gonna cu-!" you're cut off by him bringing your knees to your chest, smacking your ass before thrusting into you relentlessly.
with the new angle, the tip of his dick slams against your g spot with every thrust. you can't do it anymore. your walls clamp down on him as you cum, back trying to arch but held down by your legs and matt's grip.
with a scream of his name, you finish cumming. he continues slamming into you, causing you to squirm. "matt! st-o.. stop!" you squeak, your voice cracking. "too much!"
you scream for him to stop but his thumb attacks your clit, silently asking you for a second one. suddenly, he thrusts into you harder than he has this whole night with a loud groan. you feel his warm seed bury itself deep into you.
he thrusts a few more times, fucking his cum into you before pulling out. you whine, feeling empty. matt watches in amazement as his cum oozes out of you, painting your thighs. you squirm at the sensation.
you go to close your legs but are interrupted by matt, who opens them and kneels between them. you furrow your eyebrows, wondering what he could be doing.
he scoops up some of the cum that has leaked out of you, fucking it back into you with his ring and middle finger.
you immediately cry out. "matt!"
"fuck... you're so pretty filled with me. yeahhhh, look at that." he coos, fingering his cum into you. you clamp down on his fingers, feeling yourself rapidly approaching your second orgasm.
he thumbs your clit, flicking over the sensitive bud while fingering the white fluids back into you as they fall out. you moan, back arching as you cum around his fingers. he pulls them out and sucks on them, looking you dead in the eyes as he does so.
your chest heaves as you slowly come down from your high. once you do, matt crawls up your body and connects his lips with yours, kissing you with more love than lust.
you bring a hand up, rubbing your thumb over the stubble on his jawline. you pull away and look into his eyes with a tired smile. "i love you."
he smiles down at you. "i love you more, my girl."
you run your hands down his chest. "what time is it?" you say, yawning.
"3am." he says, kissing you on the forehead.
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authors note: hiii! this one was super long so sorry if you don't like long stories lol. but i hope yall enjoyed, please leave requests bc ill most likely do it! this one was for @whore4mattsturniolo! hope u like it. with love, bows, and sturniolos. 🎀💗
