NEXT PART OF THE 2000 MILES TO NONE PLSPLS

NEXT PART OF THE 2000 MILES TO NONE PLSPLS

it’ll be published sometime this week! 🩷

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Requests: OPEN

💌 - smut

🪷 - fluff

🥀- angst

matt sturniolo

headcanons…ᡣ𐭩

matt sturniolo bf!headcanons - 🪷

series…ᡣ𐭩

2,000 miles to none part 1 - 🪷

2,000 miles to none part 2 - 🪷

oneshots…ᡣ𐭩

can we be more? - 🪷

nothing like you - 💌

rather be with you - 🪷

light showers - 🪷

chris sturniolo

headcanons…ᡣ𐭩

chris sturniolo bf!headcanons - 🪷

series…ᡣ𐭩

foolish part 1 - 🥀

foolish part 2 - 🥀

foolish part 3 - 💌🥀

foolish part 4 - 🥀

foolish part 5 - 🪷

oneshots…ᡣ𐭩

cook out (chris x black!fem reader) - 🪷

nick sturniolo

nothing yet, coming soon…

can you do a first time with matt? they’re not together yet but really like each other and hang out together a lot kinda vibe. she goes on a date with another guy to get her mind off of matt and when her date tries to take her home with him and have a one night stand, she’s super into it but then freaks out because she doesn’t feel safe and comfortable with the guy. the date kinda gets frustrated with the reader because she “led him on.” so she asks matt to come and pick her up and she breaks down and tells him everything. she explains that she wants that kind of intimacy with someone so bad but she’s embarrassed and has so much trauma that she needs to feel really safe and comfortable with whoever she crosses that line of intimacy with. basically matt asks her if she’s comfortable with him and she asks him to be her first? he’s SO sweet during sex with her, MAJOR praising towards the female and really passionate and intimate. i’m really wanting/envisioning a side of matt during sex that’s very very sweet and comforting, yet a little dominant and sensual at the same time! but definitely gentle with her since it’s her first time and TAKES HIS TIME WITH HER??? like how sweet would that be you know??? BEGGING YOU FOR THIS. 🤍🤍🤍 love your writing :)

NOTHING LIKE YOU - m. sturniolo

warnings: slight cursing, SMUT (don’t read if you’re uncomfortable), p in v, soft dom!matt

A/N: thank you for the request, hopefully i wrote it how you were imagining. again if you want me to fix anything lmk! <3

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“going somewhere?”

you heard a familiar voice call out behind you. you turned around to see matt, your best friend standing in the doorway as you attempted to zip up the black silk dress you were planning on wearing.

“believe it or not, i am going on a date.” you watched his reaction through your mirror, not sure of what to make of it. but ultimately matt just put on a small smile before making his way towards your figure.

“who’s the lucky guy?” he asked before assisting you in zipping up the dress. you didn’t miss how his hands lingered for more than a few seconds, or how his eyes traveled all the way down your body, admiring you.

you simply shrugged off his question. “ill tell you if it becomes anything serious.” grabbing your purse off your bed side table, you took one final look at your appearance, deeming it was good enough. “i’ll see you later okay? don’t wait up.” you said as you grabbed your house keys.

before you could make your exit, matt swiftly pulled you by the waist, bringing you into a secure hug. “what’s up with you?” you asked amused while circling your arms around his torso.

“call me if you need anything, alright?” matt said while pulling back from the hug, still not ready to let go. maybe your heart stopped for minute, matter of a fact maybe it exploded. from the way matt was looking at you, it was enough to forget about the whole date. but you knew you couldn’t. there was no point on waiting on something that would probably never happen.

“okay matt.” you softly replied before breaking out of his grasp, leaving the house to make your way to your date.

-

so far, your date was going well. to your surprise your date was easy to talk to. he started conversations easily, and listened to you as spoke, which is why it was easy for your mind not to wonder to the brunette you left back at home.

you two had went to a semi-fancy restaurant and were laughing the whole night through. from cracking jokes, to telling one another funny stories, you thought this might just end well for you.

“how about we go back to my place after this?” your date said while paying for his portion of the bill since you insisted on splitting it. you smiled at this while also putting your card down.

“sure, why not?”

-

back at his house things escalated quickly. mere seconds after getting past the front entrance, his hands were all over you.

he held you as you two engaged in a heavy make out session, leading you towards his room, never breaking the contact. your arms unwrapped around his neck before falling back onto his bed. quickly climbing on top of you, he dives down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to your collarbone. you sighed and propped yourself up on your elbows, making yourself more accessible to him.

as his free hand road your dress up, your hands were busy fumbling to get his shirt off, just as eager. he paused for a moment, leaning towards his bedside table to look for a condom. upon finding it, he undid his belt, and pushed his pants and boxers all the way down.

his teeth teared open the condom wrapper, as you watched his every movement. you laid back down, shutting your eyes, trying to brace yourself for what was about to come.

the guy placed his elbows on each side of your head. you could feel the tip slowly prying at your entrance.

shit

shit

shit

“wait, i can’t!” you quickly scooted back to the headboard. the guy looked at you confused, before taking the condom off and pulling his boxers back on.

“what the fuck, you serious?” he asked, eyes scanning your face to see if you were just joking. you adjusted your dress, swinging your legs off the side of the bed. “i’m sorry, im just not ready.” you muttered before finding your panties scattered somewhere on the floor, quickly putting them on you rushed out of the room.

the guy followed suit, yelling accusations at you. “you’re just gonna leave like that!?” he called out after you. you didn’t dare to look back, not even bothering to slip your heels back on, you ran out his house and didn’t stop until you were a couple of blocks down. you collapsed on the sidewalk, quickly pulling out your phone to call your pinned contact.

the phone rang and rang, until finally you could hear matt’s groggy voice on the other side of the phone.

“hey, what’s up?”

“matt, i need you to come get me right now.” you said, trying to compose yourself so he wouldn’t worry. on the other side you listened as matt shuffled around to grab his keys, making his way out the house in an instant.

“i’ll be right there.”

-

matt arrived in less than 15 minutes, since your location was a good distance between his house. he slowed down when he saw you at the side of the road, coming to a complete stop before you fell into the car.

he saw the look on your face. he didn’t need you to tell him, he knew something went wrong.

when you guys made it home, you made your way to matt’s room, not wanting to be alone that night. matt stopped in the kitchen to grab you some snacks before making his way back to your figure laid on the bed.

he shut the door and dimmed the lights, in case they were bothering you. he left the snacks on the table beside your head before laying down next to you.

“wanna talk about it?” matt asked gently. he turned over on his side to face you better. you sighed and ran your palm down your face. tears dropping down the plump of your cheeks. you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“we almost fucked,” you took a deep breath before continuing. “but i freaked out and ruined everything.” your eyes continued to water before you turned to face matt.

“what’s wrong with me?” your voice broke matt’s heart. to him there was absolutely nothing wrong with you. to him you were perfect, there was nothing that compared to you.

“hey, hey, hey” matt gently caressed your face while wiping your tears with his thumb. “there’s nothing wrong with being scared y/n. you don’t have to be ready right now.”

you let out another frustrated sigh. “but i am ready matt. he just..wasn’t the one i guess.” matt pulled his hand away from your face before looking into your eyes.

“then who is?”

your heart skipped another beat, or maybe two. he’s been right in front of you this whole time. the one you wanted, the one you needed. it was matt.

you shifted on your side before your hand made its way to matt’s neck. you watched his expression, for any sort of discomfort before connecting his lips with yours.

although the feeling of your lips on his brought matt to euphoria, he couldnt bring himself to do this while you were in a state of vulnerability, causing matt to back away from the kiss.

“y/n, are you sure about this?”

“yes matt, im really sure.”

matt smiled before pulling you in for another kiss, instead this one was more passionate, and desperate. your bottom lip hung open as matt took this as an invitation to push his tongue past the entrance. the atmosphere in the room only got thicker as matt shifted his body on top of you. you could feel the bulge in his pants rub against your core which made you whimper into the kiss.

“matt..please.” you gasped into the kiss.

“there’s no rush, baby. it’s just me and you.”

matt’s hands made their way down your body, reaching behind you back to undo the dress and reveal your breast out in display for him. matt dipped down, kissing all along the area, but purposely dodging the place you needed him most.

as matt’s hands went further, you could feel them just above your core. he could feel how wet you were through your panties. he made work to take them off, causing you to shiver from the exposure. you pulled at the hem of matt’s shirt, practically begging him to take it off. he complied, while also pushing his sweatpants, and boxers off. you couldn’t help but tense up, and do the same as before and lay back down to brace yourself.

matt grabbed a condom from his drawer, tearing it open and rolling it down his length. he could sense how tense you were. he gently placed his hand on your waist while looking into your eyes, trying to ease any of your worries away.

“i’ll go slow okay? tell me if you wanna stop.”

you whispered an ‘okay’ in approval. matt lined himself up with your entrance, slowly pushing in. your knuckles almost turned white with how much you were gripping the sheets to the new burning sensation.

“it’s okay angel, i got you.” matt reassured while caressing your face in hopes to calm you down.

matt groaned until he completely bottomed out. staying in place so you could adjust.

“fuck, you’re so tight.” matt breathed out.

you shivered at his words before taking a deep breath before telling matt he could move.

his thrusts were slow, but deep. enough to make you feel every inch of him.

“matt, can you go a bit faster?” you breathed out. matt nodded before propping himself up on his arms, making the snapping of his hips faster.

“oh god, matt!” you moaned out at the newfound pace. you mind was clouded with pleasure and the with the brunette in front of you. you reached up to push matt back down by his neck so your lips could clash against each other once again.

matt moaned against your lips, the clenching off your walls around him was enough to make him explode right then and there.

“you’re doing so good for me, angel.” matt whispered above your ear.

you whimpered, the combination of matt’s pace and the feeling of his lips peppering soft kisses all around caused your head to spin.

“matt, im gonna..” you could barely finished your sentence before matt’s free hand made it’s way to your clit, rubbing circles helping you chase your own high.

“go ahead baby, im right here.” matt mumbled, talking you through your orgasm.

“matt!” you cried out as you felt the knot in your stomach burst, leaving you a shaking mess as matt, also came undone, moaning your name as he rode out his high as well.

“fuck.” matt muttered before pulling out, which earned a shiver from you, still sensitive. matt made his way to the bathroom to clean himself off before coming back in his black sweatpants and a fresh towel for you. he gently cleaned you up, careful as he knew any sudden movement could cause you discomfort. you sat up before grabbing a clean set of matt’s boxers, and one of his sweatpants before collapsing back into bed.

matt did the same, pulling the covers over you two. his arm snaked around your waist, pulling you in closer. “are you okay?” he asked while peppering kisses along your neck.

“i’m amazing.” you chuckled while playing with the hand that held your waste.

“yeah, you really are.”

-

A/N: yall i………..i have no words, i dont usually write smut, I’ve probably written it like once but i decided to try smth new ig. I WAS GIGGLING THE WHOLE TIME. also message me if you wanna be moots, need some more. (need matt rn)

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about me: blk!, sagittarius, i love to write (hate writers block), favorite color (take a guess), is pink, and i hyperfixate too much

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FOOLISH - c. sturniolo

part 3, part 2, part 1 here

warnings: SMUT, p in v, dom!chris, and just chris being toxic once again

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your eyes fluttered open, expecting to feel the sun shine through your curtains, but instead you were met with pitch black.

you reached for your phone and checked the time.

3:15 A.M.

you groaned as you knew you wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep. you turned over on your side to see chris fast asleep beside you, lightly snoring here and there.

part of you was happy he was here, but the other part questioned why you even allowed him to be. but you decided to believe him, once again.

to you, his apology seemed genuine enough and you felt like theres no one else you’d rather be with than chris, so you’d take a million chances on him.

you slowly crawled on top of chris, straddling his waist. you brushed a few strands of hair out of his face. he slightly squirmed in his sleep but that wasn’t enough to wake him up.

“chris?” you call out, just above a whisper.

“mm?” chris responded back while still being somewhat asleep.

“i can’t sleep.” you said while resting your head in the crook of his neck, dragging your hand down his bare chest.

“what’s wrong, baby?” he quietly mumbled while moving his hands up and down your back.

“i need you.” you say just above a whisper, playing with the waistband of his sweatpants. chris, still tired, nodded before snaking his hands underneath your tank top.

you shuddered at the feeling of his cold hands making contact with your chest. you leaned down to press your lips onto his, which he received hungrily.

you lifted your hips, just enough to remove your shorts and underwear. chris groaned at the feeling of your wetness, making contact with his clothed boner.

he lifted you once again before he too disregarded his pants and underwear.

he pumped his length with his hand before slowly lowering you on it, watching as your mouth fell open at the sensation. it’s been a while since you two fucked so it took you a few minutes more to adjust to his size once again.

but in a matter of minutes you began to move, bouncing up and down while he fucked up into you from underneath you.

“fuck, chris.” you moaned out, tightly shutting your eyes closed, pleasure overflowing through your whole body.

“you feel so good baby,” chris said has he sped up his pace, trying to get you both your climaxes. “just how i remembered.”

his hands gripped your waist tighter, you knew he was close and so were you. his tip constantly hitting the spot that made your head spin. your head fell forward onto his shoulder, no longer able to keep yourself up.

“m’ sorry, its too much.” you whined, slowly grinding your hips, still trying to make friction. chris flipped you both over, placing you on your stomach, back arched, as he entered once again from the back.

“shit, shit, shit!” you chanted as you stuffed your face into your pillow, “chris im close.” you moaned, turning your head to look back at him.

“cum for me baby, you can do it.”

chris brought his fingers to your clit, rubbing harsh circles that made you cry his name out as you shuddered from your orgasm washing over you.

“shit, ava.” chris moaned as he pumped a few more times, emptying his load into you.

as he collapsed next to you, you replayed his words in your head.

ava

ava?

who the fuck—

you sat up quickly from your position staring at chris who was laid on his back, eyes closed trying to catch his breath. he could feel your stare so he opened his eyes to meet yours.

“what happened, baby?”

“you need to leave, right now.” you said, jaw clenched before you shuffled off the bed to find a towel to clean yourself up.

chris sat up immediately after you. putting his boxers and pants on to chase after you.

“did i do something wrong?” chris asked as he watched you put your clothes back on.

“ava? who the fuck is ava chris!?”

chris’s eyes widened in realization. he brought both of his hands to his face to rub both of his eyes, streams of curses filling up his head. he knew he fucked up.

“is she that girl you were fucking at the party. huh!?” you yelled, pressing him with your fresh manicured finger.

“y/n it just slipped out i-”

“it just slipped out!? so what you’re fucking her still?”

chris’s mouth opened and closed, unable to answer you because he knew if he did, he’d be in deeper shit.

“christopher, are you still fucking her.” you said this time more calmly, trying to keep yourself from flipping out.

chris could only look down at his feet, which you gave you more than enough answers.

“get out chris.”

“y/n please hear me out.”

“chris, get out before i seriously fuck you up.” you raised your voice a little higher, anger filling up inside you, ready to burst at any moment if he stayed here any longer.

and with that chris left.

he left and didn’t even bother to text you that night.

he left you sobbing, broken down into pieces.

cursing at yourself for believing his lies.

blaming yourself from being foolish.

-

A/N: guys i feel like this is a good way to end this mini series because i never intended for it to have a happy ending anyways. but it you would prefer and alternate ending then lmk! love you all <3

if i do an alternate ending for foolish, do y’all want a happy ending or a sad ending?