When THE CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO Says Your Name After Gifting And He Says Your User Sounds Like A Deez

When THE CHRISTOPHER STURNIOLO says your name after gifting and he says your user sounds like a deez nuts joke.

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Thanks Chris.

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I've made a playlist of every song mentioned form youtube, tiktok or streams!

@/endereies

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I need the stream playlist

𐙚. a new message !

Yes me too, I decided to do something with all the songs from the last streams. It's an improvised playlist, but it's okay. Link playlist !

Rose you're too good wtf

Shy!Matt who is so desperate to have his dick inside of you. He wakes up in the middle of the night, reminiscing on thoughts of how deep he was inside of you just a couple hours ago. The sleepy haze helps him. Reaching over, he starts grabbing at your hips, cuddling closer, spooning you. His dick grinding against you isn’t even intentional. Pure instinct. The constant grinding leaves your mind lively, your sore pussy aching for more as you push yourself back onto him. 

Realizing your movements, he comes to a complete stop, his eyes shooting wide as he becomes so embarrassed. “I…—’m sorry, didn’t, um—didn’t mean—oh,” he seethes, his hand starting to bruise into your hip with a tight clasp as you roll your hips back. It’s irresistible. You can feel the warm, sticky precum leaking through his boxers and through your underwear. Matt’s so lost in the sensations, he whines loudly when they come to a halt, his hand urging your body to continue the patterned motions of you grinding onto his painfully hard dick. 

“Hold on.” you direct, quickly pulling away to grab his throbbing length, bringing it out of the top of his boxer waistband. He seethes at your grip. The strained moan that leaves his lips as you pull your panties to the side, pushing his tip against your warm pussy is embarrassingly loud. Matt grabs on harshly to your shoulder. His cheeks are flushed with arousal and a faint humiliation. A muffled groan vibrates from his lips as your sticky walls suck him in. 

“Ohmy—god,” he breathes, his chest heaving as you start to grind on him, your pussy sucking him in with a heavenly hold. “I—” Embarrassment from the predicament hits Matt, pounding his ears with a loud drum of his heartbeat. You feel him start to retract into his own mind, but you’re intent on keeping him right there with you…

Starting a slow pace, you smile at his low moans as his head sinks into the crook of your neck. Your arm tangles around, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pull him closer, speeding up the way you sink back and forth, clenching around his cock that seems to start meeting your movements. 

“I—baby, baby, baby, I—-” he chants. You’re quick to hush Matt, pulling him closer as you feel his teeth hesitantly graze over your shoulder. You know he’s close. But—you also know he’s holding back. The noises leaving his mouth are too much for him to be aware of, it’s making him pull back into his own head. “---’s okay, Matt. Just bite me, I got you, okay?” 

Hesitant, you feel him slowly let his teeth sink into your shoulder, barely grasping into your flesh while his cock stiffens deeper and deeper inside you, craving to be buried as far as he possibly can. “C’mon, you can—do it. Just—let it feel good, okay? Can you—god, do that Matt? For me?” 

Every inch of him is showered in bliss. His teeth sink in without any true realization as his high comes closer and closer to its peak. “I…can do, um—I can do that,” he whispers, shying into your shoulder more with sloppy kisses lacing over the mark of his teeth imprinted into your skin. 

He can’t hold himself back. His teeth ruthlessly bite into your skin with a desperate attempt to muffle the loud whimper as you continue fucking him, milking him dry. Warm and sticky, his dick twitches, his hips stuttering as he pulls you as close as possible, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “I…sorry, didn’t, um—didn’t mean to bite that hard, baby….” 

Humming in response, you curl your fingers through his hair. “--’s okay. I like it, Matt—love when you need me like this…” you sigh out. 

“I…” Matt’s words linger on his tongue. Your gaze shifting back sends him into panic, his hand slipping down to your folds. He lets out a relieved sigh as your head throws itself back. The moan leaving your lips makes him feel prideful as he starts toying with your clit. 

“Lemme do this too? I…please?” he begs, grinning as you nod aggressively, your eyes still squinted shut with utter bliss. 

He keeps doing just the right movements, making sure it feels so good that you can’t look at him. He’s too embarrassed for you to see him like this—obsessively staring at your face and your skin. Matt’s trying to pull his gaze off of you, terrified at the thought of your eyes peeping open to glance at him, but he can’t help but stare, wishing he could see every contort of your face all the time. 

If only he had the guts to look more often….

[ This is my formal apology. I also got memes if this does not suffice. ]

oh my fucking GOD ROSE ? WHAT THE FUCK

meow

Woof

The way you write simply has me perishing at each word MY GOD.

(I am also pretending this is in the ride or die universe)

✩ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐕’ | 𝐂 － 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐎

୨ৎ － 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 | In which Chris takes a trip to the car dealership in looks for a car that flaunts his fresh license, a turn of events leads to a steamy interaction in the backseat of a sleek car.

୨ৎ — 𝐂𝐖. 18+, Dom!Chris, fem!reader, smut, language, public(kinda?) dirty talk, light degradation, pet names, teasing, risky sexual encounter, fingering, detailed intercourse

♡︎－ℳ𝒾𝓂𝒾’𝓈 𝒩ℴ𝓉ℯ𝓈| I would like to thank everyone and all of the amazing people I’ve met on here for helping me get this far, 500 followers. It seems absolutely surreal that I’ve came this far, and that I’ve been so fortunate as to have been surrounded by such a beautiful and supportive community. Thank you guys - Marcy ♥︎．

What was she playing at? Chris silently cursed to himself, unintentionally tuning out the salesman who had been rambling about the latest model of a car for the last twenty minutes. The triplet’s heated gaze was pointed off in the background, zoned on a certain girl that had consumed his attention. A sly smile on her lips, a staining of red tainting the plumpness as her tongue swirled around the cherry lollipop.

The same lollipop that had been in his mouth seconds prior. “－Personally, I think my favorite features of this car is the state-of-the-art infotainment system-” Fuck me. Chris practically drowned in his own bodily thrums, feeling a tingle and hum of warmth on every inch of his body as he watch his girlfriend slide off the hood of a car, the salesman with her, eyes widen as she tugs the back of her skirt down. “Brat,” The boy muttered to himself, running a hand down his jaw.

“Sorry?” Chris was snapped from his gaze as the salesman’s face dropped a bit, guilt creeping up his chest at the look. “Oh－sorry, I’m zoning.” Stupid, stupid, stupid. Tyler, his name tag read, slowly nodded as he flicked his eyes toward his co-worker who was accompanying the triplet’s little nymph. Who was currently looking up at him with fuck-me eyes. “Garret,” Garret, looked in the males direction, looking flustered with red cheeks as he promptly stumbled over to the two. “Yes－yes, sir.” The girl following not far behind.

The second she was in hands reach Chris was snapping his hand out, catching her wrist in his enveloped palm with a gentle but affirming tug. “Mmph.” Her back collided his his hard chest, chills trickling up her arms as his breath feathered against the lobe of her ear. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” A sense of pride bubbled in her chest as she heard the husk in his tone, knowing that she’d gotten him worked up over the littlest of things. “Hm?” Risky game, Y/n.

Chris let out a small growl, the hand tightening around her wrist as his lips grazed the shell of her ear. “Keep it up, see what happens.” She felt her lips part with surprise as he softly nudged her from his chest, watching as he went back to conversing with the salesmen. Ugh, she scoffed to herself, the tart lollipop sticking from her cheek as she pondered to herself. He wouldn’t do anything too crude, especially here of all places.. right?

What was the saying? Fuck around and find out. The girl ran her hand across her lips, attempting to swipe away the cocky smirk as she took a step forward. “Is that the car he’s looking at?” Chris shot daggers her way as she wrapped hand around his bicep, tilting her head up at garret with a smile. The male opened and closed his mouth before offering a stiff nod, clearing his throat while throwing a look to the sleek black car that was on show behind the group. “Mhm.” Huh.. Eyes gleaming with mischief, she tipped her chin up and met Chris’s anger ridden gaze. “Sure you can handle all that’, baby? You just got your license, haven’t even drove a car before, hm?” She teases, making the two salesmen chuckle lightly.

Her skin suddenly went cold with small bumps, a chill rolling down her spine as a low chuckle came from the brunette boy’s lips. A muscular arm thrown across her shoulder with a heavy weight, heart pumping anxiously in her chest as Chris bored his gaze into her face. “I can handle you, so I’m sure it’s nothing.” Two can play that game. Again, the two males laugh, only harder this time. Probably because they took it as a snide, misogynistic joke. “Garret, pull up the car for a test ride for these two kids.” Rolling her eyes, she averted her gaze to the marble flooring.

Two fingers gently tipped her chin up, making her breath hitch as she met Chris’s heavy stare. “Shy, doll?” Fuck. Swallowing her pride, the girl shook her head meekly. “No?” The triplet chuckled as he ran the tip of his index finger down her jaw. “It would be awfully odd if you did,” His thumb traced the outline of her bottom lip. “considering you had no problem being such a brat publicly, not five minutes ago.” Her lips parted as her boyfriend’s blue eyes flicked from her lips, to her wide eyes.

If it weren’t for the small honk coming from outside, he would’ve slipped his thumb between her two parted lips. “Give er’ a go.” Tyler, patted Chris’s shoulder as he passed, tossing him a set of keys as the couple turned toward the door. The black sleek car parked right outside of the spacious showroom, the drivers seat awaiting a certain fresh driver. “Yeah Chris,” Smirking, the nymph dipped her tongue to the corner of her mouth as she blinked up at her boyfriend. “give her a go.” Fuck it.

The girl saw Chris’s jaw ticked from her peripheral and knew she’d fucked herself royally. The automatic doors slid open at a pace far to fast for the anxious girl as she followed Chris is suit, nibbling at her bottom lip as crude images flooded her skull. Shoving her face into the seat as he pounded into her, pulling and tugging at her hair that he’d woven around his fist with a sadistic chuckle, moans muffled into the leather seats as he － “Backseat.” Her head snapped in his direction, but he wasn’t looking her way.

Oh god, what have you done Y/n. She swallowed the lump in her throat while stumbling behind Chris, her steps slowing as he stopped in front of the side door. Jaw tipping her way, Chris sent her a look that had a painfully seeping darkness. “If I have to repeat myself I’ll make sure this entire fucking department knows my name.” Maybe it was the threat, or the scarily casual tone of his voice, but she’d never walked so fast in her entire life. “Ouch!” A shooting pain erupted in the right side of her ass before a rough hand kneaded the skin, hearing Chris’s chuckle as she crawled across the spotless seats. “Hurt?” Her lips parted with a hiss as he groped the aching skin, a pulse in her core at the sensation.

At her nod, “Good.” A small yelped echoed in the car as he landed another swat at her covered ass, resulting in her lurching away to escape the painfully pleasurable feeling of his actions. “Ah ah－” Two strong handed gripped the sides of her waist, keeping her in place as she felt an intimidating force lean over her. “What’re you crawling away for, hm?” The condescending question was answered with a meek whimper, feeling the tent in his jeans press into the back of her thigh.

Chris chuckled, feeling her shiver as his breath feathered against her jaw. One of the hands trailed down from her waist and slipped under the hem of her skirt, the triplet’s short nails scraping against the rough fabric of her thong. “Already so wet for me,” he uttered, pressing down lightly on the dip in her undergarment. “Chris,” She drew out a whine as she called out his name, his fingers disappearing from the place she needed him. “Baby.” He mocked back.

The force of his intimidating build leaned over her back, making her shoulders slouch in both fear and arousal. “Chris－what if they see.” The girl uttered softly, concern lathering over her intoxicating voice. Chris hummed, biting down on his lip as he trailed a hand over her ass. “Then we’ll let them see.” A gasp left her lips, feeling the same hand lightly squeeze the soft flesh before he was guiding it back down to her clothed cunt. “Shit,” Two fingers slipped aside the crotch of the thong before effortlessly meeting her pulsing heat. “Give them a good show, babydoll.”

Her body jolted as the rough tips of the male’s fingers began to smooth down the slick lips of her pussy, cum painting the inside of her thighs as he tutted dishonestly. “Now this, this is just embarrassing.” Chris chuckled, knowing her cheeks were on fire without even seeing the beautiful sight. His middle finger eased inside of her tightness, feeling the pressure of her walls pressing down on the digit as his ring finger pressed down on her sensitive clit.

The painfully pleasurable slow motion of his fingers lasted mere seconds, before the hand was slipping from her under her skirt. “Chris,” A whine escaped her lips, feeling a hand soothe down her spine as she shifted uncomfortably. “please－” Rip. The girl’s jaw fell down as a tore split throughout the car, a swoosh of cold air hitting her ass as she gasped. “I’ll buy you a new one.” Chris said before she could even get a word out, eyes glued on her ass.

Fuck, he could look at her ass all day. Chris’s fingers ghosted over the revealed skin of her backside, unable to help himself as he gently gave the supple skin a gentle squeeze. “All f’me, huh?” Not that he was even expecting a response, but more so that he wanted it. “Hm?” A sharp gasp elicited her parted lips as he tugged her head up after weaving his finger through the girl’s locks, eye contact being forced into action as he leaned over her. “Yes-” Good.

Chris hummed in delight, allowing her head to drop degradingly while a rough palm pushed down on her lower back. Two slim fingers thumbed at the lace of her thong, the fabric slipping down her ass beautifully in the hands of a certain brown haired sadist. “Fuck.” He cursed, grunting as he toyed with the buckle of his belt. “Hold on tight.” In other words, try walking after I’m done with you.

If you asked the girl what exactly she was expecting, she couldn’t give you an answer. Well－she would’ve told you not this. “Fuck!” A heave-like gasp left her gaping lips as her body lurched forward, the painful pressure of Chris’s cock shooting up her core as he slammed into her unmercifully. “What did I just say?” Chris grunted, the triplet’s face scrunching with both irritation and pleasure as pressed a palm on her lower back. “Just put your damn cheek down.” A moan left her lips, the cold leather pressing into her burning skin as he yet again drove his hips forward.

The candy that sat between her molars crushed and cherry swirled around her tongue, the stick falling discarded somewhere in the vehicle as every nerve in her body thrummed with an insatiable need. “S’so good,” drool pooled at the corner of her mouth, feeling every inch of her boyfriend’s length against the tight walls of her cunt, his cock pressed into her cervix as he groaned. “Fuck- good, baby?” Her attempt to nod was an embarrassing mistake, body jolting with fire as he slammed into her brutally. “Awh, you didn’t think I was actually asking you, did you?” Chris’s chuckle was mean, sadistic as he drove his girl further into the seats.

Chris took the girl’s submission as a challenge, rather than a gift. He’d push her to edge, filling her all the way up till she was shaking and had wetness pooling down her thighs. Just to pull out, leaving her a whining, trembling, beautiful mess, all at his mercy. “Please.” The boy cooed, almost feeling bad as he once again drowned himself in her drenched heat, leaning down as he panted against her ear. “Please, what?” A small cry left her lips, Chris’s hand trailing down and toying with her sensitive clit as he nip at her ear. “Just..” he hummed, urging her to continue as she moaned at the feeling of his tongue on her jaw. “fuck me.” Jesus.

That terribly familiar feeling of unsatisfactory taste and need filled the girl’s body as she felt the triplet’s length drag against her pulsing walls, squeezing around his hard cock as a effort to chase the riveting release as Chris pulled himself from her pussy. “No, no, Chris－” Before she could protest, the male had snapped his hips forward just after pressing his tip to her entrance, burying himself so deep in her that she could barely form a coherent sentence. “Oh my god,” a sharp gasp escaped her lips, the friction of his delicious length causing her body to jerk as he moaned.

The boy was never this expressive in bed, which was a surprising shock to the girl, considering how expressive he was when he wasn’t fucking her. “Jesus fuck－” Chris grunted, biting down on his lower lip as he ran a rough hand down her back, entrapping the nape of her neck in his hold as his eyes roamed the provocative sight of her ass sticking up, back arched for him as rammed into her with need. “Look at yourself,” he gritted out, darkness stabbing into her eyes as they met through the faint reflection of the tinted window. “does that look like a good fucking girl to you?” The girl’s eyes were dilated in desire, small hairs sticking to the skin of her forward as she panted, chest moving up and down whilst her tits spilled from the little top.

Her head softly shook, to the best of her ability as Chris held her head up with his longer fingers weaved through the soft strands of her hair. “No.” He agreed, grunting as felt himself getting closer to the desperate relief he was chasing after. “You look like a brat, who’s lacking a sense of who’s in control.” A muffled whimper tumbled from her mouth as he allowed her head to fall back onto the seats, two hands gripping her hips in a bruising grip as he dragged her back onto his cock. “Who’s in charge?” He snapped his hips forward, lifting her ass into him as he pulled her sopping cunt back onto his length. “You.” Fuck.

“Who?” The sharp ends of her nails scraped against the leather seats, a sharp gasp leaning her lips as he pounded into her harshly. “Fuck－you, Chris.” She cried, hearing the boy’s satisfied hum as he leaned over her back, trailing small, wet pecks across the bare skin of her neck. “Yeah? All f’me, huh?” A shiver ran through her body as he licked a stripe across her thrumming pulse, before blowing a stream of cold air across the area as her walls squeezed around his hard length. “Fuck, you feel so good around me.” Chris whispered, whimpering as he nipped at her neck.

The veins in his cock drug against her walls, the friction causing a foreign but unbelievable sensation to ignite within her core. “M’gonna cum－” she gasped out, thighs trembling as she felt Chris’s hands tighten around her hips. “Yeah? Cummin’ for me?” Nodding, she whined as her eyes fell shut with lewd blinks, jaw going slack with a silent moan as her abdomen knotted. Holy fuck. A hot wave ran down her spine and slithered down to her cunt, a forceful tingling sensation at the tip of rupturing before she heard him. “Cum for me.” Chris said, tone breathy and urging on a whine as his harsh ruts slowed, getting sloppy as he was pushed over the edge himself.

“Fuck.” Her organs, still being violated by the deep strokes of Chris’s cock, practically sunk to the bottom of her stomach as she felt her entire body tense. “That’s it.” He grunted, feeling the girl’s warm release coat his pulsing cock as he pulled out, just before slamming in for the final run. “That’s. fucking. It.” Chris moaned, throwing his head back as a bead of sweat trickled down his neck, rope after rope of his seed releasing into her raw pussy as he buried himself to the hilt.

Both were left panting, chests heaving as they came down from their highs. Chris being－Chris, slowly pulled out, just before slowly sliding back with with a breathy chuckle. “Chris.” I know, I know, he cooed to the girl. “Need’ to make sure my girl knows who she belongs to, hm?” He murmured, using the subtle strokes of his cock to fuck the remains of his sticky release into her cunt.

“Might just have to keep this car, huh?”

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