He's So Cute Guys I'm Crying

He's so cute guys I'm crying

ུᩧ   dark/black dividers by me  ✧ㅤᩧ ♩

! dealer with benefits chris headcannons by jellyfishbug

warning. contains nsfw /smutty ones MDNI, mentions of smoking, swearing, pet names

dealerwb!chris who . . . is affectionate with you in really simple ways; throwing your legs to rest on his while he's driving with you (and/or resting his hand carelessly on your upper thigh), resting his hand in your back pocket when walking next to you, resting his chin on top of your head when he's standing behind you.

dealerwb!chris who . . . never lets you pay for your weed. sometimes you bicker back and protest, considering it's literally how he makes money, but he insists that he's got enough to spoil you. "no one's short on money, ma, let me take care of you."

dealerwb!chris who . . . loves when you wear his clothes, especially his jersey's or boxers. any time you leave his place, you're wearing something of his.

dealerwb!chris who . . . doesn't ever let you go to a party alone. he's meeting you there and driving you home. "people are fuckin' weird n' i wanna keep my girl safe."

dealerwb!chris who . . . keeps pink rolling papers just for you. partly because you love pink, but also because it helps him keep your pre rolls separate from other clients.

dealerwb!chris who . . . kisses you stupid. your cheek, lips, forehead, hand, side of your head- whenever the opportunity presents itself, he's kissing you.

dealerwb!chris who . . . loves to post you on his private instagram all the time. when it comes to posting product on his public account story, he usually has you pose with it covering your face partially. When asked about, he just shrugs and says, "just like showin' you off."

dealerwb!chris who . . . buys you random things so he has something for you when he sees you, even if you're not buying from him. A drink, a pack of cigs, etc. He just likes having something on him to give to you.

nsfw

dealerwb!chris who . . . is packing.

dealerwb!chris who . . . is dominant, but loves to let you ride him in the driver's seat of his car. His hands on your hips to guide you, your fingers tugging at the curls at the back of his neck, your head knocked back and your eyes rolling in the back of his head as he mutters curses and encourages/praises you. "fuck, so good, baby, just like that. . ."

dealerwb!chris who . . . loves giving you head. his ringed fingers are gripped tightly around your upper thighs to keep your hips on the bed despite your attempts to arch your back, and your hands are tangled messily in his hair, your legs shaking at the sensation of him groaning against you once you tug a fistful of hair slightly harder. his lips and chin are slick with spit as he raises his head to grin at you, "tastes so good, ma. could eat you forever." dealerwb!chris who . . . loves high sex. something about you sinking to your knees below him, glancing up at him through your lashes with pretty red eyes as you palm him through his shorts. he loves the faint taste of tree on your tongue as he ducks down in a twist to kiss you while he's fucking you from behind, your back pressed against his chest as you both pant and moan breathlessly.

dealerwb!chris who . . . loves when you dig your nails into him. wether it's faint nail marks on his biceps or long, deep scratches on his back, he's taking slutty pictures of them in the mirror, grinning madly when he feels the sting of your nails breaking the skin, almost harshly enough to bruise. "c'mon, sweetheart, show me how good it feels with your hands."

dealerwb!chris who . . . 's favorite positions are doggy and missionary. he loves to have you bent over the bathroom counter, hand resting at your hip whilst the other holds your hair tightly in his fist, grinning at your blissed out expression in the mirror as drool seeps past your lips. alternatively, he loves when you're laid down below him, bottom lip between your teeth as your hands brush against his lower stomach to grab onto something to contain yourself as he's slamming into you.

dealerwb!chris who . . . presses his hand against your lower stomach to feel himself, smiling cheekily when your face twists in pleasure at the sight of the bulge. "you feel me, baby? huh? you like how deep in your guts i am?"

dealerwb!chris who . . . is very specific about aftercare. he rubs your back soothingly as you both lay in a heap next to each other, wiping the tears off your face and pushing your hair away from your eyes. he cleans you up carefully, whispering praises and compliments whilst he does it, swinging his arms under your legs to carry you to the shower.

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fwb!chris x fem collegestudent!reader

chris hadn’t intended being friends with you to go the way it did…

you had met chris at a frat party. he was part of a frat house and you guys had hooked up there. he took down your number because you were a good fuck and he liked how cool you were when he said that it was a one and done but there was something about you that interested him. he didn’t know what it was but since then he weirdly couldn’t get you off his mind. he thought maybe he just had to get it out of his system and hook up with you again.

you hooked up once again but he still couldn’t get you off his mind. he didn’t know what the fuck was up with him. he shrugged it off.

he ran into you again on campus and chatted with you for a bit. he caught himself staring at your lips. those perfect lips. fuck. he thought. what was going on?

he found himself up late at night thinking about you. he didn’t know what made him do it but he messaged you.

from that point on, he messaged you everyday. he found himself checking his phone, looking forward to your text. when you didn’t text him he felt his heart shift a little bit. he didn’t know why his mood depended on whether or not you would text him back. oh but when you did..he was the happiest. even his friends sensed something.

he told them it was nothing and that they’re being dramatic but his mood swings were crazy. his brother matt kept calling him out for it too.

“chris it’s always hot and cold with you lately what the fuck is up kid?” matt seethed as chris went off on him once again because he saw he had been on delivered for 2 hours.

“bro nothing hop off.” he shrugged him off.

he’d ask you to come over whenever he could. he didn’t wanna seem too pushy but he always seemed to come off that way in his head.

this went on for months. you were practically his best friend. you guys would spend all day together every day, every week. his friends even noticed, calling him pussy whipped. he didn’t want to admit it, but he really had fallen in love with you.

one night he had a little too much to drink and ended up texting you once again.

you had pulled up to the house and saw him. he was sitting on the front porch looking at his phone. you parked your car and got out rushing toward him.

“hey.” you whispered and knelt down but paused when you saw what he was doing on his phone. he had been changing your contact name to ‘love of my life’ and photo to a picture of you smiling in his room.

he looked up at you. “heyyy.” he stood up but stumbled a bit. “you’re so pretty.” his hands grabbed your face and pecked your lips quickly.

your heart was beating too fast. you needed to calm down. was chris saying these things just because he was drunk or did he actually mean it? that was the question you kept asking yourself.

you shook off the thoughts as you helped chris into your car and brought him home with you. you let him crash on your bad while you slept beside him, awaiting the talk that you’d most likely have in the morning.

the next morning you heard a faint groan come from him. he turned around and pulled you by the waist instantly. then, you felt him freeze. “what the fuck.” he whispered, slowly pulling his arm away. you hadn’t moved not wanting to start the conversation yet.

you then heard him unlock his phone and you swear he audibly gasped. “shit.” you moved slightly and winced internally. “i know you’re awake y/n.”

you then sat up and slowly turned. “um… good morning?” you cleared your throat.

“what dumb ass shit did i say to you last night.” he facepalmed, then rubbed his head.

“a lot.” you whispered. you didn’t know how you felt about what he said but all you knew is that you wouldn’t mind if it was true. “it’s okay if it was just..drunk you talking but…” you were nervous to see his reaction. “you basically um.. you basically told me you were in love with me.”

his eyebrows rose, obviously stunned at the new information. “i…i did?” a blush crept up on his cheeks. “i…” he started but found himself stuttering.

“just…just tell me if it’s true or not.” you smiled lightly trying to make it easier for him.

“and if it was?” his voice was small. those words brought chills to your body. you hadn’t seen chris this shy before, he always had a certain energy but not this. this was new.

you gulped, feeling butterflies in your stomach. “i wouldn’t mind it.” you shrugged, trying to keep your smile at a minimum but failing miserably.

a grin appeared on his face. “oh really?” he leaned forward. holy shit. you guys were about to kiss outside of sex. you nodded letting his face get closer and closer toward you. he laughed shortly. “then yeah, maybe it’s a little true.” he connected your lips.

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i need to be put down i think i’m in heat BAMBI IM SCARED pls hold me

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Hard - Matt Sturniolo

Needy boyfriend Matt

Paring: switch drunk!Matt x drunk!reader

Contains/warnings: mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex, handjob, edging, making out, orgasm control, masturbation.

Summary: You and your boyfriend Matt went home drunk after a party, which leads to you two making out. Matt got a little needy, so you gave him a helping hand.

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Matt was always the dominant one in the relationship, especially in bed. He was always the one to manhandle you, to edge you, to overstimulate you, all sorts of things. It has never been the other way around. Until tonight...

You and Matt had gone to one of his friends' parties. You guys danced and drank all night. Since Matt knew he was going to drink he decided for you guys to take an Uber instead of driving. Which is responsible and also good because it means he can leave without his brothers and go to your place afterwards.

You guys are currently in the back of an Uber on your way home, making out very sloppily tasting the alcohol in each other's mouths.

Breaking the kiss for a moment, Matt's hand cups your cheek, his thumb wiping away a trace of lipstick on your lips. His voice slurred but filled with lust “God, you're so fucking sexy, baby.”

The car comes to a stop. “We’re here.” The Uber driver says side eyeing you guys as you make out.

Matt takes out his wallet and pays the driver.

You guys quickly get out of the car and walk towards the door of your house, stumbling a bit because of how drunk you are.

With a smirk, Matt helps you steady yourself as you stumble towards the door. Slurring his words as he fumbles for the keys to your house “Shit, I think we had a little too much to drink.” He says letting out a low chuckle as you stumble against him. “God, I love when you're drunk.” He manages to open the door, and pulls you inside, pressing his lips against yours once more. “You taste like fucking tequila.”

You laugh softly. “I think that’s you.” You slur out as you lean in and kiss him again. After a few seconds you pull out and start going to your room.

As you both stumble towards your room, Matt's hands are all over you, groping your ass, squeezing your sides, anything he can reach. And of course he couldn’t help sneaking in a few kisses along the way. He kicks open the door to your room and pulls you inside, slamming the door shut behind you.

You pull Matt into a kiss while walking to your bed. You both lay down and continue to make out.

He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as you lay on the bed. His kisses are sloppy and drunken, but filled with so much love and need.

You guys keep making out for a few minutes. Getting sloppier and needier. But Matt definitely got a lot more needier, you were so lost in the kiss you didn’t notice when he pulled out his dick and started stroking it.

With a mischievous grin, Matt pulls away from your lips and looks at you with heavy-lidded eyes. “Shit, I’m so hard for you right now.” He says as he strokes himself. “I couldn’t help it.” He says as he moans and whimpers. His strokes are going faster.

You look at him stroking himself, he looks so hot. “Fuck Matt.” You whisper and lean in to kiss his neck. You keep kissing and leaving hickeys on his neck. Your hand moves to Matt’s hand and slowly takes it off his dick and replaces it with yours.

“Oh, fuck yeah.” He groans as you wrap your hand around his hard cock, letting you take control. He leans back on the bed with a pleased sigh. "Don't stop."

You keep stroking, each stroke going faster. Your other hand moves and starts playing his balls.

"Shit, your hands feel so good." He moans, his head tossing back and forth on the pillow. "Don't stop, please don't stop." He begs, his hips moving up to meet your strokes. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum so hard."

“Yeah? You’re close?” You ask with a smirk.

"Oh yeah, I'm so fucking close." He pants heavily, his hips thrusting faster. "Please don't stop, please make me cum." He begs you.

But as soon as he’s about to cum you pull your hands away.

"What the fuck?! Why did you stop?" He says in a needy, almost whiny voice. He raises his hips, looking for your hand again. "Please, don't stop, please make me cum."

“Shhh you gotta be patient.” You say with teasing and lean to kiss him.

He lets out a frustrated whimper as you kiss him, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. He tries to pull your hands back to his dick, but you hold them firm. "Fuck, please," he begs between kisses. "I need to cum so bad."

Your kisses move down to his neck as your fingers tease his tip.

He lets out a loud groan as your lips move down to his neck, sucking and biting gently. "Yes, just like that." he whispers as your fingers tease his sensitive tip.

“You like that?” Your fingers move down to play with his balls.

"Oh fuck yes!" He moans as your fingers play with his balls. His hips buck up and down, trying to get some sort of friction on his dick. His body is covered in a sheen of sweat and his breaths come in ragged gasps.

Your hand finally moves to stroke his dick but they are really slow strokes.

His eyes roll back in his head as your hand finally starts stroking his dick, but the slow pace is torture. He whines and complains, trying to speed up your hand, but you just keep the slow, teasing strokes going. "Please, faster," he begs, his voice strained with need.

You chuckle slightly at his whine and move your hand faster. With your free hand you start rubbing his tip. "Fuck, yes!" Matt moans as your hand speeds up and you start to rub his tip. His body tenses up, muscles clenching as he gets closer and closer to climax.

“Are you close?” You ask speeding up.

"Y-yes, I'm so close! Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He cries out, his voice loud and desperate. His dick pulses in your hand as he’s about to cum. But you pull away.

He groans in frustration as you pull away, his orgasm just out of reach. "What the fuck?! Why did you stop?!" He pants, looking at you with a mix of frustration and need. "Please, let me cum! I can't take it anymore!"

You chuckle at his reaction and lean in to kiss him. Leaving his dick now turning red with a bit of purple with need.

"Oh fuck, don't tease me like this," He moans against your lips, his hips thrusting up and down in a hopeless attempt to find some relief. “please! Just let me cum!” He begs, his voice cracking with desperation. His dick is now a deep shade of purple and throbbing with need, precum dripping steadily from the tip.

You stop kissing him and your hand wraps around his dick tightly but not moving.

He gasps as you tighten your grip around his dick, the pressure almost too much to bear. "Oh fuck, that's... that's so tight," he groans. His body is flushed and his breath comes in short, desperate pants. He's never been so horny, never so desperate. He bites his lip and whines softly, squirming under your hand.

Your other hand starts rubbing his tip really fast, while your other hand stays still around his length.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck! Fuck!" He cries out, his hips bucking up and down at a frantic pace as he tries to rub his tip against your hand the way he wants to. He's so horny, so desperate for release, and your teasing is driving him wild.

“You like that?” You ask.

"Yes, fuck yes, I love it!" He gasps, his voice filled with pure need and pleasure. "Please, don't stop! I'm so close!" He begs, his body trembling as he tries to find that elusive release.

Your hand around his dick finally starts moving. It stokes him up and down very fast.

"Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm cumming!" He screams, his hips bucking furiously up and down as he unloads with an intense orgasm, pumping his load all over your hand as he trembles with pleasure. His body twitches as he's cums, his cock erupting in a massive, uncontrollable orgasm. Thick ropes of cum shoot out of his tip, coating your hand and arm in his release He moans as he finishes cumming, his body still shaking with the intensity of his orgasm. He's completely spent and flushed with a deep sensation of satisfaction. He look up at you with a lazy but satisfied grin, his eyes shining with happiness. "That was amazing..."

With a smirk you lean in and kiss him.

He melts into the kiss, his lips soft and warm against yours. He's still catching his breath from his orgasm, but he wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he kisses you deeply, his heart still racing from the intensity of his release. He pulls back. “We should get drunk more often,” he says and laughs softly.

“Yeah, we should.” You giggle and then bring your hand to your mouth to lick all his cum.

He watches with wide eyes, his gaze glued to your hand as you lick and suck his cum off of it, his breath catching as he sees the pleasure on your face. “Fuck...” he utters softly.

He reaches out and gently pushes your head back down, encouraging you to continue cleaning his cum off your hand. He can't believe how fucking hot this is, and he loves seeing you enjoy it just as much as he is. "Keep going, baby...lick it all off..."

You lick and suck your fingers clean as you maintain eye contact with him.

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Sorryyy for disappearing for a whileeee I just started school so I didn’t have much time to write

Hope you guys like this short fic 💚it’s a little bit rushed

Sorry if it’s weird ig I’ve never really written like sub/switch Matt

Love you 💚

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