Dont Take It Out On Me.

don’t take it out on me.

written by: @delilahsturniolo

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Summary: in which matt has a bad day and takes it out on his girlfriend.

this story contains: angst, crying, arguing, yelling, comforting/fluff, kinda physical argument? (just one or two shoves) & slight anxiety attack

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“don’t take it out on me”

“i’m out of sympathy, for you.”

I sat on Matt’s bed, mindlessly scrolling on my phone. The triplets were out filming a car video, I haven’t seen Matt all day. I checked the time, it was 11:36 PM. They should be driving back home by now.

I went into my text messages and clicked on Matt’s contact.

IMESSAGE

Matt ❤️

hi baby! are you guys done filming?

read 11:37 PM

I furrowed my eyes in confusion as I waited for him to respond, but he didn’t. He left me on read? That was so out of the ordinary for Matt, he would normally always respond to my messages. I put my phone down, deciding to brush it off and think nothing of it.

Before I knew it I heard the front door open, footsteps walking into the house, followed by Nick’s loud giggles. I heard someone coming up the stairs and approaching the room.

The door opened, it was Matt. He entered his room and shut the door, not saying a word to me. “Hi baby!” I exclaimed, getting up off his bed and walking towards him, wrapping my arms around him.

Instead of returning the hug, he immediately pushed me off of him. I stumbled back a little, shocked at his sudden action. I watched as he headed over to his closet, getting his pajamas.

“Matt? Are you okay?” I asked hesitantly, not daring to move from where I was. Matt had never in his life pushed me off of him, or rejected a hug from me. I was really confused but decided to stay patient with him.

“I’m fine.” He grumbled, coming out of his closet. I frowned and spoke up again. “You don’t seem fine, you look upset.” I crossed my arms.

“I said I’m fine! I’m not upset, okay? Jeez.” Matt snapped at me, picking up his phone and looking down at it, completely blocking me out.

“Why are you being like this?” I questioned in a frustrated tone, he huffed and glared at me, throwing his phone down on the bed.

“I have no idea what the fuck you want from me, y/n! Just leave me alone! Is that so hard to ask?” Matt yells, I felt my heart sink. I clenched my fists and stepped closer to him. Our faces were inches away from each other, the tension and anger was filling the air. Usually, Matt would never dare to raise his voice at me, but this was different. This never happened before.

“Stop yelling at me and tell me why the fuck you’re so angry!” I yelled back at him. Matt scoffed and rolled his eyes. “I just had a bad day, it’s no big deal.” He said, his voice laced with bitterness and irritation.

I glared at him angrily. “Well, don’t take it out on me! I was so excited to see you and you come home and act like this?” He reached out to touch my shoulder but I pushed him back, a little harder than I should’ve.

Matt immediately grabbed my wrists, yanking me closer to him. His grip was excruciatingly tight. “Don’t fucking do that.”

I winced in pain as me grabbed me. I yanked my hand away from him and walked out of the room, tears filling my eyes.

1 hour later…

I was in the bathroom, I finished brushing my teeth and put away my toothbrush, wiping my face. Matt was in the room, scrolling on his phone. We still hadn’t spoken since our argument,

I went over to the sink and looked in the mirror, I looked a mess. My eyes were so tired, they were red and puffy. My mind kept replaying the argument with me and Matt, all the yelling and screaming was all I could think about. No..all I could think about was Matt. This was so out of character for him.

The bathroom was connected to Matt’s room (i know it’s not actually but just pretend) and the door was open. I looked back at Matt, who sat on his bed and looked down at his phone. I sighed, letting out a shaky breath.

What if he never forgave me? What if he was going to leave me? Were the type of thoughts that were consuming my mind. I felt my eyes water as tears began streaming down my face. My ears were ringing and my vision was blurred by my tears. I let out a pained sob, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

Matt’s head immediately snapped up and toward the bathroom as he heard sobs coming from it. “Baby? Are you okay?” Matt called out, but no response.

He threw his phone down, not caring that it hit the floor as he rushed into the bathroom. Right now, his girlfriend was his top priority.

He entered the bathroom and spotted me crying my eyes out. He didn’t hesitate to come over to me and immediately wrap his arms around me, holding me tightly against his chest.

“Shh…it’s okay love, I’m here, I’ve got you.” He whispered into my ear, gently rubbing my back in a soothing motion. His heart was breaking.

I sobbed into his chest, clinging to him tightly. “Don’t cry baby, please don’t cry. I love you so much. So fucking much.” Matt spoke softly, gently rocking me back and forth, he held onto me like his life depended on it.

“Can you take a nice deep breath for me?” Matt said, taking a deep breath himself so I could copy him. I sucked in a deep breath, copying his breathing pattern.

“Good job sweetheart, a couple more.” He took more deep breaths and I followed him. Eventually, my sobs subsided, and we were just hugging in silence.

He pulled away and gently wiped my remaining tears away. He suddenly spoke up.

“I’m so sorry y/n. I should’ve never yelled at you, or treat you like that at all. I just had the shittiest day ever, but that’s no excuse. You’re the most beautiful and perfect girl ever, inside and out. I promise you, you make me so happy and I love you. No matter how angry I am, that will never change. I’m so sorry.” Matt gently caressed my cheek. I felt myself smile at his genuine apology.

“Theres that gorgeous smile!” Matt exclaimed, I laughed softly.

“It’s okay Matt, I forgive you. But, if you have bad days you know you can talk to me right? I’m always here for you.” I replied, looking up into his bright blue eyes.

“Of course. I’m sorry I didn’t come to you earlier, baby. I should have never taken out my stress on you.” Matt apologized once again.

“Matt, it’s okay. Stop apologizing.” I chuckled, Matt smiled at me. He suddenly slung one arm under my arms and his other arm under my legs, picking me up bridal style. I gasped at the sudden action. “Matt!” I giggled. He playfully threw me onto the bed.

He covered me in a blanket and grabbed his stuffed animal, mr wrinkleton and placed him next to me. “I’ll be right back, pick out a movie and keep mr wrinkleton company for me.”

I nodded, hugging mr wrinkleton against my chest as I picked up the remote, scrolling through movies. I decided to pick The Notebook, one of my favorites.

Soon enough, Matt came back. He held a bunch of drinks and snacks in his hands, I laughed as he struggled to carry all of them. He set them down on his side table.

“Matt..this is so sweet.” I blushed, Matt looked down at me, admiring me. He handed me a bag of chips and a soda.

“Anything for you, gorgeous girl.”

He plopped down on the bed next to me and I started the movie. Matt scooted closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. I laid my head on his chest as we watched the movie, his hand gently running through my hair in a comforting way.

“I love you, my pretty girl.”

“I love you too Matt.”

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sleepover | matt sturniolo

contents: established relationship; handjob (m receiving); thigh riding (f); p in v; creampie; mommy kink; sub!matt

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notes: i wrote two dom!matt fics in a row i do not recognize myself. back to the sub!matt agenda, somebody has got to do it, i am the chosen one!!! (please it’s a trump meme) this is a silly little one i wrote cuz i’ve been dreaming some weird things these last few days and i’d very much like to fuck matt afterwards. not proofread but hope you enjoy it. always so thankful for every like, comment, reblog and follow, love y’all sm ♡ btw next week i might post a chris request i got idkkk

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i woke up out of breath, sweat dripping from my forehead as i tried to calm down. it was a nightmare - a terrible one, where i no longer had matt and no matter how much i’d scream, my voice wouldn’t come out. my phone buzzed, the screen lighting up the ceiling and part of my room. it was 3am.

i reached for the nightstand, first taking a sip of water and then grabbing my cellphone, checking my notifications. i had one missed call from matt and two other messages, which only read “babe, you up?”

i felt as the weight of the world had been lifted off my shoulders, my chest gradually lowering as i got more relaxed. i smiled and speed dialed the first number on my list.

“why are you awake!” matt picked up in a surprised tone, not really waiting for my answer. “i just texted you, did you feel it coming or something?” he giggled.

“hi, babe” i said, my voice still shaky. “i just woke up, actually”

“what happened?” matt asked me once again, clearly concerned as he heard how i sounded. i gulped and gave a few taps on my chest as i rested my back on the headboard. “what is it, hm? bad dream?”

“uhum” i nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. he knew i’d soon be curled up between the sheets, trying to fall asleep again. “what about you babe? can't sleep?” i asked, already knowing the response.

matt sighed and i could picture him running his fingers through his hair, trying to not upset me “anxious”.

“i’m sorry to hear that, matty” i pouted from the other side of the screen. “do you wanna facetime?” i suggested what we had done plenty of times. we’d be facing each other, talking nonsense until one of us fall asleep - of course, when things didn’t take a turn to either matt’s or my own horniness.

“actually… was thinking about coming over” i smiled, but he couldn’t see it. he always made me feel like a teenage girl, changing the reason of my nervousness to something silly, like him coming over.

“no way, you’re not getting the road right now” i said, playing hard to get.

“what?” matt sounded confused. “why not?!”

“it’s late and i worry about you” i responded. “don’t you have something schedule for tomorrow?”

“i don’t give a fuck” matt said, “i wanna be with you right now, do you wanna be with me?” i nodded and as if he could see me from there, he continued. “please, mommy?”

“i’m waiting!” i jokingly hang up on him after gasping by the nickname, as if it was too bold of him to call me that.

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i heard three knocks on my bedroom door and didn’t bother getting up. i rolled myself on the bed, waiting for him to join me.

“did i take too long?” matt asked, biggest smile on his face. he locked the door and quickly came next to me, lying down by my side.

“yeah, you know mommy doesn’t like to wait” matt widened his eyes, gulping at my words, realizing what he had done over the phone.

“i just said that so you could let me come over” he said, acting tough as he rolled his eyes before resting his head above my chest, snuggling into me.

“oh, that’s too bad” i pouted, my fingers running through his hair. “you got me all worked up…”

matt quickly raised his head, blue eyes staring at me in surprise, grin growing on his face. “did i? really?”

“of course, my good boy always gets me going” i teased, matt’s cheeks turning red. “why? you came here to sleep?”

“i mean” he started, grabbing my waist, turning my body over and changing our positions. he was now under me, his hands resting on my hips while i adjusted myself in order to get comfortable on his lap. “not anymore”.

matt leaned in for a kiss, holding the back of my head and bringing us closer. i could feel his beard slightly tickling my face as he deepened the pressure of his lips against mine, silently asking to go further by sticking his tongue and teasing me. i opened my mouth and matt’s tongue quickly slid in, the wet sounds taking over my darkened room.

one of matt's hand moved to my breasts, massaging it over the shirt. i gasped for the sudden contact, pulling away from the kiss, which led him to go to my neck instead. he trailed his lips down, altering between biting and licking my skin. my hands went to his hair once again, tangling my fingers on his curls.

matt lowered his head and stopped right above my nipple before looking at me with needy puppy eyes. i nodded vigorously, but instead of removing my shirt, matt hid his face underneath it, streching the cloth in order to fit inside. i felt his wet tongue teasing my nub and since i could no longer pull his hair, i rested my hands on his bare thighs. as matt started to swril his tongue, i threw my head back and couldn't help but start to move my hips forward, trying to get some friction to my already wet pussy.

i let out a moan when his free went to my other boob, his thumb circling the hardened nub that poked through the shirt. i wanted to look at him - wanted to see how his beard looked like rubbing against my skin, which color the hickeys he left would be, how much would the saliva run down my torso.

with my eyes closed and feeling matt sucking my tits, i tried to touch the hem of my shirt in order to remove it, i couldn't stand one more second without looking at his eyes again - however, my palm met something harder, covered by a soft fabric. i groped his shaft and received a muffled moan from matt, still busy in my tits. now with my eyes open i could finally take my clothes off, revealing matt with his messy hair, beard wet from rubbing his face against his own kisses, lips swollen.

“look at me baby” i called and carressed his cheek, “you said you wanted to sleepover and now look at you, already a mess for mommy...”

“i'm s-sorry, mommy” he started, “can't help it, you taste so good”.

“yeah? did you miss me?” i teased, starting to drag myself over his thigh once again. “we saw each other two days ago”

“it's too much” matt complained, hands going to my hips, helping me set a proper pace. “needy again”, he glanced at tent on his shorts, where my palm rested.

“is mommy's baby needy?” i almost mocked him and he nodded pathetically, but still not letting me take full control as he started to pump his legs' muscles, making my pussy clench. i opened my mouth, but nothing came out of it. matt's grip tighetned and he forced my body down, completely leading my movements.

“mommy seems needy as well” matt spoke, smashing his lips against mine. i let out a frustrated whine, wanting to feel more - i needed him inside of me. “aren't you?”

“yes- fuck” i said, trying to come back to my senses regain control of the situation “babe, be a good boy for me hm?"”

when i finally stroked matt's boner, his hands rapdly went to my ass, both palms groping it harshly as i entered inside his pants. i wrapped my fingers around his aching cock, and being the good boy he was, matt lifted up his hips, allowing me to pull down his shorts and reveal his hardened dick. he touched my waistband in response, silently asking if he could do the same to me. i mimicked his moves, letting the fabric slide down my legs.

“thought i had told you to not wear panties to bed” he said, pulling the strings of my underwear. “isn't mommy supposed to be good as well?” matt was driving me crazy with all the teasing.

i suddenly started to move my fist up and down, quickly jerking him off. matt was used with me starting slow and building up his excitement until he climaxed. but tonight, it didn't seem like he wanted to be treated kindly. matt threw his head back and closed his eyes, groaning loudly “f-fuck!”

i brushed my thumb over his tip, matt’s body immediately reacting, jointing his hips forward into my fist. i dragged my finger on his slit as matt’s nails dig into my skin, spreading the pre-cum down his shaft. his breathing got heavier, chest rising and falling quickly while he bit every inch of skin he could reach.

“not talking back anymore?” i asked, gradually stopping my motions, receiving a groan in response.

“mommy, don’t be mean” he pleaded as his sneaky fingers made their way to my entrance, pulling my panties to the side. he kissed my neck, making my eyes roll as i melted into his touch.

“matthew” i caught his attention since i didn’t really use his full name often. “stopping teasing so fucking much and just fucking say it”. he widened his eyes before letting the grin grow wide on his face.

“please, please, please” he said, “ride me, momma”i immediately got out of his thigh, adjusting myself to be in between his legs. i could feel matt’s cock being lazily dragged against my now bare pussy, panties removed as soon as i got up.

i lowered myself on his shaft, nearing my throbbing cunt to his leaking tip. both of my hands went to matt’s shoulders, looking for balance as his grabbed my hips, helping me fully sit on his length. matt’s dick was huge, stretching my walls as he hid his face on the crook of my neck, tickling beard making me giggle as i tried to adjust myself to his size.

“wasn’t so hard, was it?” i asked, getting comfortable to move my hips up. as i started riding, matt wouldn’t say a word, only muffling moans in my ear. he denied with his head, whining as i fastened my pace.

“c-close” he said, gripping tighter. “mommy- fuck”

“hold for me baby” i spoke, already out of breath, bouncing harder on his dick. matt decided to stick his face on my boobs and dragged his tongue along my skin, biting my nipple and holding me by my waist, jointing his hips forward in order to reach his high quicker.

“yes baby, just like that” i praised, matt now pounding mindlessly into me. “good boy, good boy” and that’s what took for him to snap, groaning loudly as his cock twitched and he released the knot on his lower belly, spurts of his warm cum filling my insides.

his spasms brought me closer to the edge, but i wouldn’t stop riding him. i kept on bouncing on his cock, now in search of my own climax. “mommy- mommy, fuck!” matt cried from the overstimulation. his whimpers got louder and so did my moans as my orgasm washed over me, mouth hanging open with my trembling body as i came over matt’s shaft.

i was too tired to remove myself, letting my weight fall over him. matt rolled us over, both of us laying in my bed. he turned to the side and pulled out, the mix of our realeases running down my legs and staining my sheets. matt let out a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around me, bringing me closer to his chest.

“should we sleep now?” i asked, running my fingers through his tummy.

“kid” he called, pointing to my bedroom widow. “the sun is already up” he spoke - as if this was gonna stop us from sleeping till noon. “but that’s why i came here, right? sleepover”

“of course, you’re always so clever” i rolled my eyes and giggled, allowing my body to relax next to his. i closed my eyes and knew that, while matt was around, the bad dreams would no longer come.

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his hands gripped your hips tightly as his hips collided into yours, the force of his thrusts making the headboard bang against the wall. he was punishing you, using every ounce of his strength to fuck the unwanted, snobby mental state out of you.

"you think you can treat me like shit all day and expect me to just take it?" Matt growled, his voice low and rough as he continued to pound into you. "you're going to learn some goddamn respect,"

he pulled your legs up and over his shoulders, his hands digging into your thighs as he angled his hips to thrust even deeper inside you. the new position allowed him to hit a spot within you that made your vision blur and your body tremble with each forceful stroke.

you tried to keep up the attitude, but it was becoming more and more difficult as he ravaged your body. each thrust sent a shock wave of pleasure through you, your legs shaking as you struggled to keep them in place over his shoulders. "fuck you," you managed to pant out, even as his hips continued to snap against yours with a primal urgency. he leaned down, his breath hot against your neck as he growled, "you asked for it,"

his hand wrapped around your throat, applying the slightest amount of pressure, his lips grazing your ear as he let up on his quick pace, thrusts shifting to slow and deep. "do you feel that?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "do you feel how good we are together? how good i make you feel?"

you tried to gasp out an insult, but all that came out was a breathy moan as he hit that spot again and again, your back arching off the bed as pleasure overwhelmed you.

"that's it," he purred, his hand tightening around your thigh he still held onto, picking his pace back up, the bed creaking under the force of his movements.

as he spoke, his thrusts became even more brutal, the head of his cock slamming against your cervix with a force that left you seeing stars. tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as your body struggled to keep up with his relentless pace. your legs shook and trembled, threatening to give out at any moment under the onslaught of his lustful fury.

"where's your attitude now?" he taunted, his voice a hoarse growl as he paused his thrusts, the tip of his cock still nestled inside you. "you were so quick to spout off that sharp tongue of yours earlier,"

you let out a needy whimper as he pulled almost all the way out of you, leaving only the tip of his cock buried inside you. you were sick of his random breaks.

"speak baby," Matt cooed, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he slowly, deliberately pushed back into you, filling you to the hilt once more. "you had so much to say, why so quiet all of a sudden?"

whilst his words continued to berate you, your cheeks grew hot with embarrassment. you felt so vulnerable and exposed beneath him, his heavy body pinning you down as he fucked you at his own will.

but despite the humiliation you knew was written all over your flushed face, a soft moan still managed to sneak past your lips as his thrusts hit that perfect spot inside you once more.

"shut you up real quick," he smirked, switching back to hard and commanding.

the pleasure coursing through your body was almost overwhelming, despite the growing ache that lingered in your thighs. you felt yourself growing closer and closer to the inevitable, each thrust pushing you farther than before.

his hand moved from your throat, down your stomach, his fingers splaying wide as he pressed down gently right where your womb was.

it was a oddly intimate gesture, something that felt almost wrong somehow given his earlier words and threats, but at the same time the contact brought a spike of intense pleasure as his fingers pressed into the swell of your belly just above where his cock was buried deep inside.

as his fingers continued their firm massage on your lower abdomen, you suddenly felt an intense surge of pleasure. your inner muscles clamped down around his cock in a vice-like grip, and then with a pornagraphic groan, the knot inside you snapped taut, locking him deep within you.

a shuddering moan tore from your throat as the knot pulled him even deeper inside, the sensation of being so full and stretched almost too much to bear.

with a final thrust Matt buried himself to the hilt inside your writhing body, his own low moan echoing yours as he came hard, the hot surge of his release flooding the depths of you as his cock continued to throb and pulse deep within your core, holding himself in you.

as your body slowly began to relax, he leaned down and gently pressed his lips to yours in a tender kiss. he brushed his thumb across your forehead, easing back the sweaty strands of hair that clung to your skin.

breaking the kiss, he pulled back slightly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of pain or discomfort. "you good?" he murmured softly, his fingers still gently stroking your damp hair back from your face.

you nodded, a contented sigh escaping your lips as you nuzzled into the comforting touch of his hand. your body felt wonderfully warm and satisfied, the aftermath of your intense encounter leaving you feeling pleasantly afloat.

he carefully slid out of you, the sensation of your combined releases slipping from your body — making him swallow hard as he admired the resulting creampie. his cock twitched at the sight, already eager for more.

he reached down, rubbing the head of his still-hard member up and down your slick folds, coating his shaft in the sticky mix of your juices and his own semen whilst spreading it throughout your cunt. when he grazed your hypersensitive clit, you let out a sharp hiss, your body instinctively trying to pull away from the intense stimulation.

his eyes darkened with lust as he watched you react to his touch, the sight of your delicate flesh glistening with the evidence of their coupling only fueling his desire further. he pressed his cockhead more firmly against your swollen clit, rubbing in deliberate, slow circles that had you squirming beneath him.

you felt your hand drift down between your legs without conscious thought, trying to push him away in a vain attempt to find some relief from the almost painful pleasure he was administering.

but he was persistent, slapping your hand away as he continued to stroke your clit. he leaned in, his breath hot against your ear as he whispered, "don't fight it baby, i’m far from done with you,"

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Blurb! Chris makes it all up to you, letting you know he can really care for you.

Warnings: MDNI !! SMUT, p n v, soft dom Chris, intimate sex, unprotected sex, and more.

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It was petty, really. The reason you had broken things off was because of how reluctant Chris was for anything serious. He was scared and that fear made him run for the hills. 

Two weeks hadn’t even passed and you found yourself back in his bed. 

Under him. 

You promised yourself that you wouldn’t give in, but when he showed up and picked you up with tears laced in his bottom lashline, you knew you had to hear him out at least. 

Typically, sex was rough with him. The man craved your moans and screams and he’d rut his dick in as fast as possible to get you screeching his name. 

Not now though.

Now, he was thrusting up into you deeply. His lips were passionate against yours, his tongue plundering caringly into your mouth. This wasn’t just sex for him and he was showing you that. He was showing you how capable he could be for you, how much he wanted to try. 

And his efforts were not unheard. 

“My baby….mmmm—my fuckin’, baby,” he moans, trailing kisses along your jaw before reconnecting your lips. 

Toppling over into complete bliss, your body tenses, clenching around him. He lets out some sort of strained groan as you cum around him. You squeeze his hands tighter as he pins them in his grip. He nearly moans as you grip him desperately, consumed by the knot snapping in your gut that leaves your hips quivering and hovering off the bed and closer to him.  

“Fuck, princess…that’s it, that’s it….” 

Still pumping into you, you can tell he’s trying to hold off to pull out like usual. Taking matters into your own hands, your aching legs wrap around his waist and tug him deeper into your pussy. 

“Baby, fuck, ‘m bouta cum, lemme—”

“Inside, please.” 

The plea from your lips has Chris shooting his warm, sticky cum deep into you within an instant. He’s sloppily running his tongue over your collarbone as his hips still. 

“Mmmm, fuck…my girl, my—oh god, say it, please—say it,” he begs.

“Your girl, Chris—’m all yours.”