#Matty black phone

[nuggetqwq]

Tried to draw "Matty" from tbp

It's This mf btw

#i cant be the only mf in the function who thinks this guy is silly please someone tell me im not the only one please #tbp #tbp fanart #tbp fandom #tbp movie #tbp matty #the black phone #the black phone movie #the black phone fanart #my art #digital art #digital drawing #:3 #:33 #:33333

[mrmaybank]

Fandom: The black phone

Title: A fresh poison each week

Character(s): Finney Blake. (These four are there for like a second) Gwen, Matt, Matty, and Buzz

Request: No

Genre: Angst

Masterlist

As the weeks go past and no news about Vance you always seemed to find yourself here. In the grab n’ go, standing in front of the pinball machine. 1246 the colorful machine read in the bright, flashing, red letters. It was the same high score from the last time you were and the time before that, till the last time Vance ever stepped foot in the grab n’ go.

You had met Vance three years ago, this was the place where you and you’re brother, Robin would meet up after school. You shared a couple class with Vance and decided why not talk to him. It was the best decision of your life, you didn’t know why and neither did he. But someway somehow you two just clicked.

Then the next thing the two of you know, you’re more then friends way more then friends. It best decision until the night the phone rang, you’re uncle was quick to pick it up. The whole entire he was on the phone he looked towards you with a look. A look that was pure sadness, he hung up the phone and kneeled down in front of you. “Lo siento mucho, (Y/N). El agarrador, tomó tu..,” Your uncle didn’t need to finish because you knew. You knew what he meant, you were pulled from your thoughts by the bell which signaled someone was entering the store.

You turned expecting to see your brother only two find three idiots, who went by the names Matty, Matt, and Buzz. They all three looked at you and Buzz sent a glare your way, you just rolled your eyes and turned to look at the clock in the far corner of the store. You frowned when you noticed Robin was thirty minutes late.

Maybe he went home? You thought to yourself. You shrugged you’re shoulders and left the store. Only to get home and find Robin not there. That just added to mix of emotions that currently swelled throughout you’re body. It was mix of anger, sadness, hatred, and fear, they say you can only feel one emotion at time but at that moment you proved them wrong.

Time Skip

As soon as you saw the police cars rush past you on your walk home, you knew. You immediately knew that they found grabber, so you ran as fast as you could following the cars to the house. You looked expecting to see Vance or Robin but you saw no one, you looked around once more until your (E/C) eyes locked with chocolate colored ones.

Those eyes belonging to none other then Finney Blake, your brother’s best friend. He was sat on the curb next to his little sister, you couldn’t quite remember her name. He stared at you for a couple of seconds before standing up and walking over to where you stood on the other side of the police tap.

No one dared to stop him not even his sister, because at point everyone there knew who you were especially the police. You were (Y/N) Arellano, Robin Arellano’s older brother and Vance Hopper’s best friend, you were a bit more then that but you would never corrected anyone. You pulled the police tap over your head and met Finney half way.

“Finney, wheres…,” You looked at him and didn’t finish because that look on his face said it all. The tears that sprung up in his eyes and the look of dread on his face. You quickly wrapped your arms around him pulling him into a tight hug.

“I’m sorry,” he cried. You just shushed him and ran your hand up and down his back in a soothing manner.

“It’s okay kiddo, it’s okay,” you told him. You felt tears pool into your eyes and slowly slide down your face. Finney looked up at you from where his face was buried in your chest.

“They both really loved a lot,” He said. You stared at him in confusion, sure he would know Robin loved you, you were siblings but Vance? You decided not to question it.

“I know they did, Robin loved you a lot too. You were his best friend,” You told the dirty blonde.

He smiled at you as more tears rolled down his cheeks, he buried his face into your chest once more and began full on sobbing. “Shh, it’s okay. There both in a better place,” You told him.

Time Skip

It had been two weeks and yet as you stared at the names on the grave, reading them to yourself you still didn’t believe it. You looked to your left to where Finney was standing, since the day he killed the grabber the two of you had become incredibly close.

You two never seemed to leave each other’s side. People knew when they saw Finney, you were somewhere near. “Can I tell you something?” Finney asked breaking the silence that surrounded the two of you.

“What is it kid?” You asked.

“Promise you won’t think i’m crazy,” Finney didn’t make eye contact with you just staring at Robin’s grave which sat in front of him.

“Promise,” You assured him.

“When I was in the grabber’s basement there was phone. It wasn’t hooked up to anything but it rang and I answered it. I spoke to the victim, the ones the grabber took before me,” Finney still wouldn’t make eye contact with you but stared at the boy. You didn’t think he was crazy you couldn’t because something kinda of clicked in your mind at that moment.

“They both really loved you a lot,”

Maybe that’s how he knew some way or somehow he talked to Vance from beyond the grave. You heard the stories of Mrs. Blake and how she was some psychic, who saw something so bad she offed herself. You never believed it until this moment, Finney began talking again and you weren’t aware he had stopped.

“First I talked to Bruce Yamada, then Billy Showalter, then Bruce again, then Griffin Stagg, then Vance, and finally Robin. My mom was able to see things and so is Gwen, I never got that until that moment the phone rang and I answered. In the mets of Vance threatening me, he told me to tell you he was sorry.

That he didn’t want it to end like this, that was nicest I think i’ve ever heard him speak,” you felt tears gather in your eyes, “Then Robin told me to tell you he loved you and you were the best brother anyone could wish for,” Finally he looked up at you.

But you weren’t looking at him you were looking at Vance and Robin’s graves. “Mis malditos idiotas,” you laughed, “Even when your both dead, you’re always thinking of me,” you blew a kiss to both of the graves, “I’m gonna miss you two,” you told them.

You felt hand on your shoulder and didn’t need to look to know it was Finney, “Mierda, I loved them both so much,” You told him.

“I did too,” Finney replied. You two just stood there for the next hour or so not saying a word just basking in each other’s presences. 

#vance hopper x reader #gn!reader #finney blake #robin arellano #gwen blake #Matty tbp #Matt tbp #Buzz tbp #tbp x reader #the black phone #the black phone x reader

[knightonhorseback]

Robin: Is stabbing someone immoral?

Gwen: Not if they consent to it

Vance: Depends who you're stabbing

Finney: YES?!

#the black phone #finney blake #robin arellano #vance hopper #gwen blake #incorrect quotes #incorrect black phone quotes #finbin #Robin wanted to stab matt matty buzz and Mr. Blake

[frailstateofkirke]

#matty healy #the 1975 #trumanblack #truman black #grass #phone

[that-one-hom0]

Be more chill finney!

my official lineup for the kids + some doodles 👍

#bmc #the black phone #finney blake #robin arellano #paperboy #donna the black phone #bruce yamada #vance hopper #matty the black phone #griffin stagg #billy showalter

[sofisworld]

POV: Matty was not in school in Wednesday

#the black phone #the black phone matty #the black phone matt #the black phone buzz

[bexlee]

rating: PG-14

paring: Matty (The Black Phone) x female!reader

description: Matty always had a crush on you, but he was a bit too shy to tell you but now he has the courage to tell you.

title: 'Crush'

warnings, FLUFF; lots of fluff.

You were rushing through the hallway to get to your class, you opened the door and entered the classroom—-walking to your seat.

"I hate this class.." you mumbled.

You pick up your pencil and start to do your work, Matty was staring at you for almost the whole lesson—-You look over at him and he looks back down at his desk, blushing.

You smirked at him before continuing your work, so later after class was over–-you got up out your seat and headed out the door like every other student.

Matty chased you, "hey! y/n!" He called out.

You stopped to talk to him, "Hi, Matty." You said, smiling.

"I wanted to tell you something.." Matty said, nervously.

"What is it?" You asked, "Well, I really like you, y/n.." He said, blushing.

Your eyes widen in shock, but you felt the same way.

"I like you too, Matty." You said, as you felt hotness rush to your cheeks—-"You do?" He asked, with a small smile.

"Yes." You said as you kissed his cheek and walked away to your next class.

#the black phone movie #the black phone fluff #the black phone fanfic #the black phone #the black phone matty

[the-medical-malpracticor]

I haven’t posted in like a week which I’m sorry abt but who should I make a hc list for

#anyone #I mean anyone #I even have a few hcs for the bullies #Matty specifically #anyways who #the black phone #black phone #the black phone (2022)

[yumkiwidelicious]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Black Phone (2022) Relationships: Gwen Blake & Matty, Gwen Blake/Matty Characters: Gwen Blake, Matty, Buzz, Matt, Finney Blake Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Side Story, Bullying, Gwen is a badass, Matty is enchanted, the inherent aroticism of getting your ass handed to you, childhood crush, Enemies to Friends, Pre-Relationship, Pining, Unrequited Crush

Summary:

After taking a rock to the head, Matty can't stop thinking about the girl that hit him.

#the black phone #matty #Gwen blake #Gwen shaw #Finney blake #Finney shaw #the grabber #ao3 #ficrec #fanfiction #YumKiwiDelicious

[heavy-smuthotblog]

Welcome to my smut blog, there's really no rules except minors dni and i write for: Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Micheal Myers, Brahms Heelshire, Corey Cunningham, Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Matty (Black Phone. (More will be added...)

#the black phone #billy loomis #stu macher #brahms heelshire #Eddie Munson #steve Harrington #robin buckley #matty the black phone

[sturniolo-fall-enthusiast]

Drunk

warnings: vomiting

Y/N went out with some of her friends to celebrate her 21st birthday, the small group going to a bar. She spent most of the day with Matt and his brothers, having gone to see a movie and the triplets bought her a cake.

After Y/N is plenty drunk, one of her friends calls Matt, letting him know he should come pick her up before she blacks out.

Matt gets to the bar, going inside, immediately spotting the group. He walks over and puts his hand on Y/N's arm making her turn.

Y/N loudly gasps, her eyes brightening at the sight of him.

"Matty!" She cheers, crashing into him, her arms wrapping around his neck.

"Hi." He mumbles, kissing the side of her head. "Having fun?"

"Oh, I am having a blast." She giggles. She places a loud kiss on his lips, Matt rubbing his cheeks when he feels them heat up.

"Okay, baby, hey, we're gonna go home, all right?" Matt tells her, keeping his arms wrapped around her waist.

"But I'm having fun. I don't wanna go." Y/N whines, her lips forming into a pout.

"I know, but it's getting late and your friend called, I think the party's over, babe." Matt says. Y/N groans, but doesn't protest.

"Pizza sounds super good." She suddenly says.

"I'll order you pizza." Matt promises. "Do you guys have a ride home? Are any of you sober?"

"I'm not drunk, but not sober. We all Ubered, though, so, we'll do that." One of Y/N's friends say.

"I can drive you guys home first." Matt offers.

"Oh, no, you don't--"

"I'm serious. I know it'd make her feel better -- once she's sober." Matt says. "I don't mind."

"Uh... ye-yeah. Yeah, sure, if it's no issue." The girl says and Matt nods. "Okay. I'm gonna go close the tab." Matt nods again as she walks off.

After managing to get the group out of the bar, they go to Matt's car, Y/N's friends getting in the back.

"Come on, sweetheart." Matt opens the passenger door, helping Y/N in. "There you go." She drunkenly mumbles to herself as she climbs in. Matt moves one hand to her head, making sure she doesn't hit it.

"Mm. This is comfy." Y/N slouches in the seat a bit. Matt grabs the seatbelt, leaning over her to buckle her in.

"Okay. There you go." Matt kisses her on the forehead as he moves away, shutting the door. He makes sure all of Y/N's friends are in before shutting the back door. Quickly going to the driver's seat he gets in and puts his seatbelt on.

"Are you all good?" Matt looks back at the group.

"Yeah. Yeah, we're good. I put the first address in my phone, here." She gives him her phone.

"Thanks." Matt mumbles, glancing back at them one more time before putting the car in drive. He really hopes none of them puke in his car.

---

After dropping all of Y/N's friends off, Matt stopped and got a pizza, getting some for him and his brothers.

"My favorite." Y/N grins, grabbing a piece of pizza and eating it. Matt glances at her as he drives off, finally making his way to his home.

"You feel okay?" He asks, reaching over and moving some hair out of her face so it doesn't get in the food.

"Mm. Marvelous." She says with her mouth full.

---

Getting home, Matt leads Y/N inside, the girl trying to multitask eating and walking.

"Babe, hey, careful." Matt warns after she trips over the doorstep.

"'M fine." She mumbles, her words slurred.

"Gimme the box, baby." Matt takes the pizza from her, holding the food in one arm. He wraps his free arm around her waist, helping her up the stairs.

"All right." He puts the pizzas on the table and leads Y/N to his room. "Wanna change into comfier clothes?"

"But the dress is so pretty." Y/N says.

"It's beautiful, but you'll be just as beautiful in pajamas." Matt promises. Y/N giggles.

Matt sits her on the bed and digs through his closet for clothes. He grabs a pair of her sweatpants and one of his shirts.

"Okay." Matt mumbles, pulling the straps of her dress off and pulling the dress off her. Matt grabs the shirt and puts it over her head, helping her get her arms through the holes. Matt puts the pants on.

"Stand up for a sec." Matt mumbles, pulling her to her feet and he pulls the pants up. "Okay. Want some more pizza?"

"Mm-hmm." Y/N nods, but grimaces right after.

"What?" Matt's eyes flick over every inch of her face, his eyebrows furrowing in concern. "Shit." He realizes as Y/N bolts to the bathroom. She makes it to the toilet just in time, vomiting into the bowl.

Matt's right behind her, quickly collecting her hair in his hands, holding it out of her face. He winces as she throws up all of the alcohol and pizza.

"This hurts." Y/N whines, coughing.

"I know, baby." Matt sympathizes. "Let it out. It'll be over soon." He encourages.

After a few more moments, Y/N sits back, her back resting against the tub.

"You done?" Matt asks.

"I think so." She mumbles, grimacing at the taste in her mouth.

Matt quickly puts her hair up in a ponytail, using the hair tie he keeps on his wrist.

"Be right back." He promises, rushing out of the bathroom, returning after a few seconds. "Here." He puts the water bottle down and wets the paper towel he got. He places one hand on the back of her head and gently wipes her mouth, throwing the paper towel away.

"Sip on this." He opens the bottle for her, giving it to her. Y/N takes a small sip.

Matt gets a makeup wipe out and sits next to her.

"If you puke, just... do it in the other direction, please." Matt tells her. Y/N lightly rolls her eyes, but nods. Matt places his hand on the side of her neck, his thumb brushing over her cheek for a moment. He gently wipes all the makeup off her face, throwing the wipe away when he's done.

"I'm gonna get you some more pizza. It will help soak up the alcohol." Matt says.

"You are super smart for not drinking cause this... this sucks." Y/N states in a loud whisper. "I'm never doing this again." She groans.

"Mm-hmm. Okay, baby." Matt kisses her forehead. "C'mon." He stands up and slowly helps her up, leading her back to his room.

Matt helps her into bed and gives her the water bottle. He puts the trash can next to the bed and then leaves to get the pizza.

He soon returns with the box of pizza and a plate that has a few slices of pizza on it.

"Here you go." He puts the box in her lap and takes his plate. He gets in bed and turns the TV on, putting a random show on.

"You feel any better?" Matt asks after a few bites of pizza. Y/N holds her hand up, her thumb and pointer finger barely an inch from each other.

"Getting drunk is a lot more fun in theory. And just... prior to the whole puking stage." Y/N groans.

"Yeah, I bet." Matt quietly laughs. "Your life's gonna suck tomorrow." He adds making her whine.

"Shut up." She groans making him laugh more. "God, Chris and Nick are gonna be 1,000 times louder." She dreads.

"I'll keep 'em out of your hair." Matt promises.

After eating what she could stomach, Y/N ended up falling asleep, leaning against Matt. He texts Nick making his brother come in and put the pizza in the fridge, not wanting to wake his girlfriend up.

Matt repositions Y/N so she's lying down and he lays next to her, wrapping his arm around her waist.

"Matty?" She tiredly mumbles, still half asleep.

"I'm right here." He mumbles, kissing her on the head, pulling her closer to him.

#matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #matthew sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo

[desireesfics]

bad habits.

pairing: dealer!ellie x reader.

summary: when you were a kid you had always put a pillow or a big stuffed animal between your legs, you honestly felt comfort by it. but tonight you decided it was going to be somebodies head.

warnings: uh widely ellie giving head?, use of drugs, girls kissing 🤯, swearing, a little bit of dacryphilia, pretty self-indulgent i know its weird im sorry — MINORS DNI !!

a/n: just because the strikes ended does not mean you shouldnt stop posting about palestine!

———————

you were helpless, depressed even. being locked up in your dorm for god knows how long. your friends had been nagging you about various parties on campus, you simply just left them on read, not wanting to deal with the aftermath of the party.

it wasnt until now that you had decided to go. not because you wanted to, you were going against your own will.

your friends, isabella, mattie and thea were forcing you out of your dorm because the state you were in right now was just honestly disgusting.

you were packing a bag to go over to isabellas house because they werent letting you stay in that dorm for a minute more, when thea said. “youve been stuck in here for forever, we havent seen you in awhile, we miss you girl.”

you sighed, reaching over to your closet to find an outfit appropriate for tonight. “look i know, things just havent been the best right now.” you didnt bother to look back because you know all thats going to be written on their faces will be pity.

“can you guys help me pick an outfit atleast?” they squeal, marching over to you before yanking you out of their ways.

mattie held up a dress, it was pink, delicate, something you would were on a picnic.

“dude, thats so basic.” isabella called out from the side, rolling her eyes at matties choice.

“i dont wear stuff like this— how would i fucking know?” she huffed.

“calm down guys, why dont we let ms depresso give us an idea of what she wants?” thea shouts over the teo annoyingly loud girls.

“i— depresso? seriously? not even funny.” you roll your eyes before pulling up pinterest on your phone, you always managed to find decent outfits off of the app.

you typed in ‘party outfits aesthetic.’ before you landed on something similar you had in your closet.

the outfit had a mini, mini, mini, mini black skirt paired with a black lettuce-cut, corset bralette looking thingy and just below that, knee-high boots. you admit it, you looked hot as fuck.

“damn girl, if i were gay id definitely hit you up.” way to go isabella, way to go.

“oh please youre totally into girls, youre acting like you dont eye that dina girl everytime we walk around her area on campus.” mattie adds.

isabella did everything in her will power to ignore the comment, but she couldnt help but blush.

the look of approval shot around the room was hilarious and you all burst out into laughter. you really havent felt this good in awhile.

quickly memorising the girl mattie had mentioned before, you could remember she would always be hanging around with someone else.

“hey, any of you know the girl dina hangs with? i cant think of her name.” you think hard, like really hard, you knew the girl was attractive from all the times you had seen her since isabella coincidentally hung there too.

“yeah, her names ellie, i buy from her sometimes. why, you got the hots for her?” thea teases.

“just shut up and give me her insta.” you roll your eyes, playfully shoving the girl as the two others made ‘oooooh’ sounds.

“fine, just give me a second.” thea whips out her phone and starts going through her following. she clicks on a profile and holds the phone up to you so you could get a good look.

her account was private, by the looks of it she had a batman smoking weed profile picture? interesting.. her user was ‘@ellieisawesome327.’

sounds like a name some 5 year old would put on secretly. “oh, interesting.” you couldnt help but giggle, she obviously wasnt the best at using this stuff.”

you pulled out your phone and searched for her user, you didnt follow it just yet, you thought it would be creepy since she didnt know you at all. you simply just kept the name in the search bar, ready for when you actually want to follow her.

———————

a few hours had passed and you all had gotten done up, makeup, hair, outfits, everything you would do before a party.

“whos car we taken’?” mattie asked. you and the others looked at her like she was some idiot.

“theres only one car in the driveway, take a guess numbskull?” thea pointed out, mattie pouted.

“rude.” she huffed. turning around to scroll on tiktok.

you were sitting on the bed, getting comfy since the party wasnt for another hour, when you spotted one of isabellas pillow. you had put it between your legs, you found some comfort in doing that ever since you were a kid, it was a weird and bad habit.

“whatre ya’ doin silly?” isabella pointed out, she sort of new you had this weird habit of putting things between your legs.

“getting comfy, what does it look like?” you roll your eyes, scrolling through your instagram feed.

“if you actually want something between your legs, try and get head tonight.” isabella added. it was a harmless joke, your group had always joked like this. you toned out the muffled giggles in the back thinking if you should actually get laid tonight.

it had been awhile since you had had sex, and it was getting annoying hearing everyones ‘wild’ stories.

you tool the pillow out from between your legs and threw it back into its position it was in before.

“you guys think we should get going? the parties in twenty minutes.” thea said. you all nodded and got up from your positions to march off to the car.

the drive was ten minutes, you put on your group playlist, it was made for roadtrips you guys took every once and awhile. but tonight you just needed to hear something other then their voices.

you were all vibing to the music when it eventually came to a stop. you sighed and got out of the car, shivering as the cold wind hit your very exposed body.

everyone walked in, it wasnt exactly packed, but you hesitated and mattie noticed that.

mattie was the average femme grouped masc. the one to carry around the shopping bags when you went shopping kind of girl. she was sweet, there were times where you had found yourself harmlessly crushing over her. she knew you had a bit of anxiety and offered you some of her meds before leaving but you kindly declined.

now obviously regretting your decision, she gripped onto your hand and squeezed it tight, for reassurance. you smiled and walked in with the others.

———————

it had been 2 hours and the group had split, isa probably off eating dinas face off, mattie chatting with some of the guys from a basketball team she had played against when faking being a guy as a dare, and thea off buying or even selling drugs. you were sat on a dusty old couch, not exactly wasted but definitely not sober.

you hadnt noticed you were sitting next to the girl whos instagram you were stalking earlier. but the realisation hit when you smelt weed from her direction.

she was very obviously eye fucking you, she wasnt even shy about it, it couldve been the weed that was in her system or she was wildly bold.

“hey?” you started off your soon long to be conversation.

“hi.” she was caught off guard when she realised you were talking to her.

“ellie right?” she nodded and you exchanged your name to her, along with numbers. you sat back further into the couch, parting your legs a little giving her a slight view of what was under you skirt. you enjoyed the fact that she was looking. a little smirk appeared on your face and she didnt notice it.

“my friend thea buys from you right?” she snapped her head up to look into your eyes. you noticed the green in her eyes under the blue hue of the lights in the room. she nodded,

“yeah why? wanna buy from me?” you shook your head.

“kinda tight on money right now, i would though.” you sighed, resting your head on your hand.

she thought for a minute. “ill share a blunt with you, only coz’ youre cute.” she winked and you blushed.

“oh, thanks..” you stare off awkwardly waiting for her to light it, she was wondering if she made you uncomfortable.

“s—sorry, didnt mean to make you uncomfortable.” you shook your head a smiled before she handed you the joint.

you took a puff and handed it back to her, waiting a bit before exhaling. you noticed she was manspreading. then you noticed she didnt quite look like any other girls that were at the party, very masculine. is she lesbian? no surely not, maybe she just likes being comfortable.

ellie was wearing a worn-out jacket, joels. she wore it everywhere she went.

she caught you staring at the position she was in, fighting the urge to spread them further. you noticed she was holding back from something and looked up at her, oh shit she caught you.

a shit eating grin was plastered on her face. “you ‘kay?” she asked, the same smug expression written all over her face.

you nodded and took the blunt out of her hand. you were blushing under the dim lights in the corner, the rest of the place was filled with colourful lights changing every second.

she started blushing too, she didnt know why. you looked up to her with parted lips. the high kind of kicking in now.

“can i.. kiss you?” you asked softly. you regretted that so hard, fuck fuck fuck she probably doesnt like girls..

she moved closer, draping a hand over your shoulder. “thought youd never ask.” she smirked before smashing her lips onto yours.

the kiss was hungry, like she was desperate for something, you couldnt quite place your tongue on it. the only thing placed on your tongue right now was hers. you kissed her back with just as much passion.

the moans you let out were absolutely pornographic. ellie knew she had to do something about this, stopping the kiss whilst you let out a whine from the lack of attention.

you were borderline wet, like waterpark wet, and it wasnt helping that you were wearing a flimsy skirt that had rode up in the process.

“cmon’ princess.” she took your hand, you felt a bit clumsy for some reason, dizzy, your head was foggy, only thinking about how good she tasted.

you followed her around as she knocked on various locked rooms. finally breaking one open, she slammed it shut, locking it and pressing you up against it. not to hard though, wouldnt wanna hurt your pretty little head.

“fuck, youre so goddamn hot.” she mumbled between kisses. you couldnt help but moan at how turned on she made you feel.

she pushed her knee up between your thighs and you shivered, grinding down onto it. chasing the very needed friction.

you wondered how such an innocent question like ‘can i kiss you?’ turned into you riding on her knee.

“els’, please..” that shit eating grin reappeared on her face and you just wanted to smack it right off, you rolled your eyes. your words and wetness only boosted her ego more.

“please what baby?” she teased. why was she teasing you? you couldnt take it. tears started bubbling in your eyes.

“please just— fuck me.” you mumble out. she liked the sight of you crying, so desperate for her. she was going to tease you more before you actually got what you wanted.

“what was that?” she smirked.

you looked up at her through teary eyes. “can you, uh— go down on me? please?” you were begging, that was a sight.

she pulled you over to the bed, through the dimly light room. “strip.”

you did as she said, it wasnt hard to take off your clothes since there was barely anything on you. first your top, leaving you in a skimpy black lacy bra to match your underwear. then came the boots and skirt.

finally, leaving you in a two piece set. she was waiting patiently for you to take them off. you dont know why you were so hesitant, maybe it was because you hadnt done this in awhile, or maybe it was because her stare was so intense it made your stomach do flips, distracting you from the easy task.

she walked over to help you since you couldnt finish what you had started. “d’ you want this?” you nodded painfully slow.

she peeled off your underwear, holding them up to get a good look before back down to your now bare cunt. it was dripping at the sight of her.

“s’ wet for me princess.” she smirked once more, if she smirked anymore her face would probably get stuck like that.

then came the bra, she asked you to turn around so she could unclip it, she was slightly struggling since she wasnt used to these fancy bras, only because she wears a sports bra.

you giggled and reached your arms behind you to take it off, turning around to leave her ogling at the sight of you.

“youre so beautiful.” you blushed, hard. she looked up at you for some sort of reassurance and you nodded.

a minute ago she was so dominant and now shes sweeter than a cookie. you adored that.

she reached her hands out to cup your tits, so soft, she thought. squeezing them and pinching your now hardened, pebbled nipples.

she elicited a moan out of you. you sat back on the bed for comfort and she dived into them. sucking harshly on your tits.

you couldnt tell if you hated it or loved it, your monas were telling her otherwise.

she left purple marks all over your neck, tits, stomach, anywhere she could mark really. you were huffing, all you needed her to do was touch you down there.

“patience baby.” she replied to your subtle huffs. you rolled your eyes, pleading with your body language as you rolled your hips into nothing.

her head moved down slowly, taking time with your body as if you werent some one night stand. did she actually like you?

she kissed all over your stomach and you felt giddy, you were giggling at how it tickled.

the she dipped her head low, taking in how soaked you were. the whole time you had been rubbing your thighs together. any subtle touch made you go crazy.

she fully dived in, and you moaned her name out, loud enough to here over the booming music. “e-els!” she teased your clit with her tongue, licking a stripe down, giving your clit kitten kisses.

her tongue reached places your fingers couldn’t surprisingly. you couldnt stop panting. it felt like heaven.

your vision was going blurry, white, if the coil in your belly bubbled anymore it was going to snap. “ellie.. i—im gonna!..” she moaned into your pussy, sending hypnotising vibrations into it.

“i know baby, come for me.” those words was the thing that snapped the bubbling coil.

you felt hot slick pool out of you, she lapped up all she could, almost overstimulating you. you were panting.

she got up and laid beside you, toying with your plush tits. you could almost fall asleep right then and there.

“alright,” she patted your thigh. “i gotta get going, heres my number though.” she pulled out a random piece of paper from her pocket and a pen. had she been preparing for this? you thought. she handed you the note like a little kindergartener and put her shirt back on.

you had the sudden urge to shove a pillow between your legs, whining from the loss. you fought back everything in you to shove the pillow that was staring at you between your legs. you watched ellie leave,

she left you on the bed looking back at you to smile before closing the door behind you. you eventually got up and put your clothes on, walking over to the bathroom that was in the small room to fix up your hair and makeup.

you realised your hand was still clutching that little piece of paper. you looked at it and read it slowly, still regaining composure.

‘**** **** **** **** message me ;) x’

you probably werent going to message her, but just incase, you slipped the note into your purse and walked out of the room going to look for you friends to take them home, luckily ellie had sobered you up.

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a/n: im sorry the ending actually sucks i was getting sick of this and i needed to get it out of my drafts. should i turn it into a series were reader actually messages ellie? idk.

#lesbian #ellie williams #ellie x reader #lgbtqia #i need ellie bro #wlw #bad habits #ellie williams tlou #ellie tlou #ellie is so hot #ellie x fem reader #ellie smut

[greatooglymooglyyy]

heyy first of i really like your writing, and i would love if could u do one where the reader and matt are at a party and she’s trying to make matt jealous by dancing w someone and one thing leads to another and they get a room iyk ;))

Party Favor (Matt Sturniolo)

contains: smut, soft dom matt, toxicity, established friends with benefits, unprotected sex, sex in a strangers room, male receiving, 1.8k words

a/n: lol not my only smuts both being matty boy. 🤷🏽‍♀️ oh well. hope this is close to what you wanted anon. sorry it took a minute.

“Blue or black?” I ask, holding up the two options against my body as I speak. Matt glances up quickly and then looks back down at his phone.

“You’ll look good in either.” He mutters with a hint of disinterest. I huff in frustration and roll my eyes, deciding on the black dress and tossing the blue onto Matt’s floor.

He sighs, snatching it up and folding it as I change. I smile to myself at his clean freak behavior, enjoying how easy it is to irritate him. It’s almost my favorite thing to do to him. Almost.

“Are you ready to go now?” He asks for the third time. I nod and do a little spin for him. “How do I look?”

Matt runs his eyes up and down my body slowly for a second, his eyes darkening. “Gorgeous. But you know that.” Always playing so hard to get, this boy.

I walk to him and stand between his legs, leaning down to kiss his Adam's apple. He swallows hard and clears his throat. “Can we go now? Everybody’s waiting on us.” I groan as Matt stands up, grabbing my hand and tugging me out of the room.

**************

When we arrive at the party, the music is so loud the room feels like it has a pulse. I scrunch my nose up at the smell of alcohol and hot wings wafting through the room. Matt lets my hand go as he and Chris see one of their friends and I nod as he lets me know he’ll be back. I look over my shoulder for Nick and Madi but somehow I've lost them in the crowd.

Sighing, I head for the kitchen, praying they have something clear. There are bodies all around the island as some guy shotguns a beer and his boys chant. I roll my eyes, a little queasy from the pure testosterone in this room, and turn to leave when I feel a hand on my arm. I turn, prepared to raise hell, and pause when I see my old classmate’s face.

“Josh?” I say, squinting a bit to see if it’s really him. He flashes me a bright smile and reaches out for a hug.

“I thought that was you!” He says. “Caught me off guard there for a second. You look good.”

I smile and push his arm playfully. “Me? Check you out.” He laughs, a bit shy now. “You want a drink?”

He pours me one as we catch up and then make our way back into the heart of the party, sitting on the stairs.

“So…” He says, pausing to take a sip from his cup. “You single or are you here with someone?”

I hesitate for a second, not knowing how to answer that question, but then decide to go with the truth.

“Technically, yes, I’m single. But I am here with someone.” I spot Matt on a sofa across the room and gesture at him. “Him. But we’re just friends.” I say, throwing up air quotations.

Josh nods and bites his lip in thought. “So he’s an idiot then. Got it.” I shrug, taking another sip and tearing my eyes away from Matt to meet Josh’s gaze. He smirks at me and I move my eyes down to his lips, an idea forming in my head. A bad one. He must see it in my eyes because his smile just gets wider as he leans in slightly. “Come dance with me.” He says, standing up and reaching for my hand.

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We’re body to body now, his hand on my hip, my back to his chest. The music is so loud I can barely hear my thoughts, not that there’s much to think about. I squeeze my eyes shut, swaying my hips against his to the time of Nelly’s Hot In Herre. I feel my hair being swiped to the side and a kiss being pressed to my neck and sigh, pushing away how much I wish it was someone else behind me.

I open my eyes, scanning the room out of habit, and find Matt watching me with an unreadable expression.

I grin and lean more into Josh, grinding harder now and tossing my head back on his shoulder. He follows my lead, moving his hands up and down from my hips to my stomach and back.

But when he starts to move lower, I feel a pit in my stomach and pull away from him. “Sorry,” I mutter, smoothing a hand on my forehead and rushing away. I look back over to where Matt was sitting but he’s vanished so I head up the stairs looking for somewhere to get my thoughts together.

I find an empty bedroom and slip inside quickly. But as I go to close the door, someone stops it with their foot and pushes in. I step back as Matt enters and locks the door behind me, a smile on his face.

“You good?” He asks, cocking his head to the side and I raise my eyebrow at his casual tone.

“Yes,” I answer cautiously. “Are you?”

He nods, slipping past me and sitting at the foot of the bed. He gestures for me and I go to him, sitting in his lap and swinging my legs over his. He studies me for a second and then kisses me deeply, one of his hands on the back of my neck. I lean into him, running my tongue across his bottom lip and lightly nipping it when he goes to pull away.

“You looked like you were having fun.” He says, his tone still way too indifferent for my liking.

“Why? Were you jealous?” I try playfully, testing the waters. He shrugs and leans down to place kisses across my collarbone.

“Why would I be?”

I scoff, pushing down how much that stings. “Okay, Matt,” I say and go to stand but he tightens his grip on my waist so I can’t move.

“Why would I be jealous of someone you’re pretending is me?” He says with a dry laugh. My breath hitches as he runs his hands higher and higher up my inner thigh. “I actually feel a little bad for the guy.”

“Yeah?” I ask breathless as his thumb starts to rub through my panties, wetness already gathering at his light touch.

“Mhm.” He confirms, pushing the fabric to the side and slipping one of his fingers into me. I gasp as he slides in and out of me, never breaking eye contact. “He’ll never hear that sound.”

I grind my hips into his hand and he picks up his pace, fighting for dominance and winning. He adds another finger, stretching me, while his thumb works circles on my clit and I moan out his name. Matt grins at me, his eyes sparkling as he pulls his fingers out to my protest. He pushes my legs off his lap and motions for me to stand, which I do reluctantly. But, he stays seated, undoing his belt with one hand and tugging me down until I kneel in front of him.

Once he’s free, I wrap one hand around him and look up into his eyes as I tap his dick against my tongue. I draw him into my mouth, swirling my tongue around his tip as I pump my hand up and down his base. He hisses and throws his head back, reaching down to gather my hair out of the way as I begin to suck. My eyes water when he hits the back of my throat but I keep going, motivated by his breathy calls of my name. His leg starts to shake and he stops me with a hand on my shoulder, pulling me up and back onto his lap.

I straddle him now and wrap my arms around his neck as he kisses me like he's starving. He lifts me slightly to make room and lines himself up to slide inside of me. I moan into his mouth when he does and he wraps his arms around my waist tightly so I can’t start riding him. He pulls away from the kiss and watches me, undeterred by my desperate pleas for him to move.

“I can’t believe you thought I’d be jealous of some random motherfucker who’s never felt this. That’s fucking crazy.” He shakes his head in mock disbelief.

“How do you know he won’t get to?” I ask in an attempt to piss him off but he just laughs without humor.

“Because I’d never fuck you again and we both know you’re not giving this up.” I snort at his cockiness and I roll my hips to get him to shut the hell up. He grunts and gives in, pulling me up roughly and setting a steady pace. He brings his lips back to mine giving me sweet kisses that punctuate his thrust.

“Please,” I beg and I’m not even sure what I’m asking for but Matt seems to understand anyway, flipping us over and pushing my legs into my chest.

He watches me come undone as he speeds up, his angle allowing him perfect access to hit my sweet spot. Every time I try to close my eyes, lost in the moment, he stops me. “Nah, look at me. I want to watch you take it.”

Just when I think there’s no way he can get deeper, he pushes my legs to the side and slides me closer to the edge of the bed. I jerk my hips against him, feeling the pressure in my core building, and grab onto the comforter.

“Come on, baby.” He says softly, reaching down to smooth his knuckle over my face. “Let me feel you come for me.”

His words push me right over the edge and he covers my mouth when I cry out in ecstasy. Matt doesn’t ease up his strokes as I come around him, rolling his hips and moaning out praises. I start to squirm up the bed as the intensity becomes too much and he notices, leaning down to press kisses to my jaw. “Almost there baby. You’re doing so good.” He says, his voice heavy and strained. I say his name again, turning my head to whisper in his ear that I’m his. This sets him off and he yells out a string of curses as he pushes into me deeply one last time.

We lay there for a second, out of breath, before Matt lifts himself off of me. I sit up and watch as he redresses and tosses me a towel he found in the bathroom.

“Matt,” I say after cleaning up and he turns to me while buttoning his pants. “What the fuck are we doing? Are we friends? Are we-” I cut myself off and turn to the mirror, adjusting my dress. “Y’know what? Nevermind.” I mutter. Matt comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

“If you don’t know by now that you’re mine, you’re not nearly as smart as I thought you were.” He says, reaching up to turn my face to his.

“But are you mine?” I ask unconvinced, a small worry crease forming between my brows.

“Since day one.”

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[seababehh]

When did you get this? || Matthew Sturniolo x Reader.

Summary: Being best friends with Nick is great, but having his brother be your worst enemy is another story. What happens when summer is rolling around and it’s time those layers peel off and the bikini’s start rocking, and Matt so happens to see a newly healed belly ring attached to the girl he’s not allowed to touch?

MATTHEW STURNIOLO X F!READER.

Warnings : Smut (no actual P n V just a lot of kisses and touching. If you’re not into it, go look somewhere else. :)) Sexual tension (obvs), bikini weather, grumpy as shit Matt, slight flirting from Chris, belly piercing, worshiping, suggestive. Lots of touching LMAO.

Authors Note: WELCOME TO MY FIRST POST YAYYY, sorry if it’s shit. I just got my belly ring pierced and wanted to write something a little spicy with my favorite brunette. Tell me what you think!

THIS IS NOT PROOF READ

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I groan, flopping down onto Nick’s bed with my face looking at the ceiling and an eye roll received from the triplet next to me. Nick was laying on his stomach, scrolling through his phone aimlessly as we both tried to beat the hot weather. With a house this nice and their damn AC doesn’t work? I was ready to situate myself into the fridge like a damn frozen hotdog.

“Nick.” I groaned dramatically once again, rolling onto my side and placing my hand on him, trying to be more annoying than usual. “What the fuck are you on about now?” He slapped his phone down on the sheets and shuffled to smack my hand away. I smiled cheekily at him, “It’s so fucking hot man, can we not do something else instead of melt into your bed?” I pulled on a strand of hair gently, letting it fall on my face and blew it away with a huff.

“Welllll, we do have a pool. Why don’t we go and see what my brothers are doing and we can have a pool day?” He looked at me with a smile, making me frown. “I don’t have a swimsuit here you asshat.” I sat up, looking around his room. Nick got up and looked in one of his drawers, before pulling out a black bikini. I looked at him questionably, before I was interrupted. “Before you get your fucking mouth yapping, one of my girlfriends left it here. Try it on and i’ll give you a t-shirt and a towel.” He threw it at my face, causing me to laugh and take it as well as the oversized T-shirt to the bathroom. “You have other friends?” I teased as I walked out the door.

I closed the bathroom door and started to strip out of my jeans and tank top. The bikini looked a bit small, but I slipped it on anyway. I tied the bottom’s around my waist, while adjusting the top to fit correctly around my chest. I threw my hair up and out of my face as I looked in the mirror. I have to say, it’s a little small, but it did make me look good and showed my curves off in the perfect way. I looked at my belly ring in the mirror, the silver gems with a hanging star dangled from my navel. I smirked to myself, thank god it’s healed. I shuffled the t-shirt over my head and walked back out to Nick’s room.

Once Nick and I were all ready with our beach towels and fresh pairs of sunglasses on our faces, we walked through the house to the backyard. Nick was currently talking my ear off as I opened the sliding door. Chris was chilling on the side of the pool with his weight against his elbows behind him, and backwards cap covering his curls and a set of red swim trunks on. He was currently looking at his phone, which I’m assuming was connected to the speaker. Matt was sitting on the beach chair in the shade with a grumpy look on his face that matched his black swim trunks,as he watched Nick and I enter the backyard.

“Look who decided to fuckin show up.” Matt said as he crossed his tattooed arms and leaned back in the chair even more. I strutted over, placing my stuff into the chair next to him, before taking my sunglasses and placing them on my head. “Nice to see you too, Matty.” I winked, hearing him grumble at the nickname as I walked to the end of the pool by the steps. I looked at Nick, who just took his shirt off and jumped into the pool with a shriek. I laughed, placing my feet on the first step. I waved at Chris, who smirked at me. “Aren’t you gonna jump in too?” He asked.

I gave him a look, “Are you fucking joking? Do I look that dumb to you?” We shared a laugh, before I placed my sunglasses on the floor and reached for the hem of my Nick’s over sized shirt. I crossed my arms and pulled it up over my head, throwing it at Chris’s face when he decided to let out a wolf whistle. I could feel eyes on me, snapping my gaze to Matt’s whose ice blue eyes didn’t leave mine. I tried not to smile, before making it down the steps and finally pulling my head under.

I resurfaced, pushing my hair away from my face before swimming over to Nick. Chris eventually joined and we were all splashing about and having fun. Chris had made it under the water and placed my legs on his shoulders, pushing up and I was now completely out of the water. I let out a shriek and a laugh, holding onto his head as we wobbled about. I then looked at Matt, who was sitting in his chair still. “Aren’t you gonna join us Matty?” I teased, pushing his buttons. I heard a hoot and shout from Chris and Nick, but Matt just replied with a “In there with you? No fucking thank you.” And looked away.

I rolled my eyes, before letting out a shriek as Nick had pushed me off of Chris’s shoulders.

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After a while of swimming and having fun, I had now moved to the side of the pool, where I was lying on my back and soaking in some sun. I could feel the silver gem in my naval get hot, and my mouth became dry as I eventually sat up and looked at the boys. Nick was now laying on his stomach next to me, Chris was lounging around next to Matt on the beach chairs. “Okay, i’m fucking thirsty. Does anyone want anything to drink?” I asked, Nick asking for red bull, Chris shouting for a Pepsi, and I got a scoff from Matt.

I got up, sauntering in through the sliding door before making my way to the kitchen. I obviously didn’t hear who came in, because as soon as I closed the fridge door and turned around, Matt was standing right in front of me. I gasped at the sight, placing the drinks on the counter before looking at him with a glare. “What the fuck Matt?” I asked, placing a hand on my chest to calm my breathing.

I looked up at him, his chest wise rising and falling fast, and his hands were almost in fists at his side. I looked at him with a confused look on my face. “Hello? Are you deaf?” I could basically feel the anger from where I was standing. “When did you get this?” He gently placed a hand on my naval, just under my ring and gently caressed the star dangling against my skin. My breathe hitched, looking down from his hand back up to his eyes. His gaze followed mine, “W-what?” I asked dumbly, the air around us tightening as he moved closer to me.

He looked down on me, “Do I really have to repeat myself? When did you get this?” He said sternly, both his palms now pressed against my hips, his thumbs running under my naval once again. My skin felt like it was on fire, and it was now my turn to breathe heavily. “I got it in winter, so it’s completely healed by summer.” I said quietly, keeping my eyes on his. He licked his teeth under his lips. “Do you know what you’ve been doing to me? Sauntering around in this? And then I look down you to see a fucking belly ring?” He spoke in a raspy voice, pulling at the waist band of my bikini bottoms and letting it snap against my skin. I gasped, looking down at the hands on my hips, back up to his face. His brown curls fall over his forehead, as he wet his lips.

“What are you doing to me?” He whispered this time, making me shiver. His grip on my waist tightened, pulling my closer to him as his gaze went from my lips back to my eyes. I placed my hands on his chest as he slowly leaned closer. His lips barely grazed mine, and my heart felt like it was hammering against my chest. At the same time, it felt like if I let out a single breath, the moment would be over. I gently fluttered my eyes closed, leaning my head up and taking the leap. I placed my lips on his, and immediately it was like a fire had started.

He started to kiss my lips roughly, placing a hand behind my head and bringing me closer. I whimpered a little, placing my hands behind his neck and I began playing and pulling his hair. He let out a groan, before reaching down and placing his hands under my thighs, lifting me up and having me cross my legs behind his waist. His hands then moved to my ass, giving it a firm squeeze. I gasped, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth as he moved with me to the downstairs bathroom. He slammed the door closed and placed me on the counter with my ass nearly spilling into the sink.

I pulled back from the kiss and hissed as the cold tile pressed against my hot skin. He grabbed my jaw and focused my view on him again, kissing down my jaw and neck. “Matt-!” I whined, arching my back and pushing my tiny bikini clad chest against his. “You had me riled up the whole day, looking at this gorgeous fucking body of yours.” He said, groaning into the crook of my neck as he left sloppy kisses behind. I moaned, and he pushed his hips further into mine.

His hands moved down to my thighs, giving them a rub and a squeeze, before moving his hands closer to where I needed him most. “Couldnt-.” His voice almost sounded strained, a little whine. “Couldn’t stand to see your pretty little thighs wrapped around Chris’s head and not mine.” He pulled away from the kisses he was leaving down my neck to look me directly in my eyes. My chest was heaving as I was panting from all the built up pleasure and tension I was experiencing. I almost broke from the fucked out expression he was giving me.

He then gave me a smirk, placing a kiss on my lips, then the centre of my neck, followed by ones on my collarbone. He then looked up at me as he kissed me in between my boobs, his hand snaking up and pulling my bikini from my chest, my tits falling out onto display for him. He sucked in a breath, pulling his bottom lip into his teeth before pulling one nipple into his mouth. I moaned, pulling his hair and leaning my head back at the feeling. His left hand played with the other one, and he swapped. After my boobs were covered in saliva, and growing purple and red marks, he made his way down my stomach. “You sound so good f’me.” He slurred against my skin.

He stopped just above my belly ring, before looking up at me one more time. “God, you just do things to me no one else does.” He mumbled, gently kissing against my belly ring. “This fucking ring will be in my head forever. I’ll think about this and how perfect you look forever.” He rambled, getting lower and lower before he reached my bottoms.

“P-please Matty, I need you!” I whimpered, arching my back as he was right there. He smirked, pulling his weight back up as he stood at full height again. I whined at the loss of his face between my legs, not that he was doing anything but he was just so fucking close. I looked at him confused, as he just continued to smirk. “Now, that’s what you get for riling me up the whole day.” He whispered into my ear, smirking as he kissed me one more time and opened the bathroom door and walking out.

What the fuck.

I blinked a couple times, before regaining my posture. This man, did not just get me the horniest i’ve ever been, and walk out on me? Two can play at that game.

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A/N 2: Agg GUYS!! this is my first ever fan fic, i’m so nervous about it. I am going to make it a 2 part series where I will eventually write proper smut, but I am just a little scared LMAO. I hope it’s good, tell me what you think!

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[sofisworld]

I feel like I'm starting to simp of Matty from the black phone 😳😳😳❤️❤️❤️

#the black phone #the black phone matty

[flowerxbunnie]

HI LOVE UR WRITING!

please can u do a fic where matt is super horny, so him and y/n have phone sex. and it feels so good, he can’t stop jerking, and ends up over stimming himself. and he’s like begging her for more and shit please omg.

“i’m wearing those silky panties u got me for our anniversary”

“i love the way u sound”

“i wish u were here w me”

“please, baby, please, one more”

“moan for me”

“feels so good”

SORRY I AM A SLUT FOR DIRTY TALK

One More

Matt x Fem reader

Warnings: SMUT, phone sex, sub!matt ish?

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OKAY WITH SMUT OR ARE A MINOR!

I pull my blanket up to my chin as I watch three dots dance around on my phone screen. Matt’s response is taking longer than usual, and I know exactly why.

im wearing the silky panties you got me on our anniversary ❣️

I blush as I read over my message again and again, scanning over the teasing photo I sent of my hip clad in black silk straps. I can’t help but imagine what he could be typing, how he could be reacting to my words. My smile drops as the bubble disappears, my message left on read for 6 minutes at this point.

I don’t have much time to be disappointed. My phone vibrates in my hand as his name flashes across my screen and I feel a surge of nerves, my blood pumping fiercely through my veins as my pulse quickens.

“Hello?” I speak lowly as I place my phone against my ear.

“What was that about baby?” Matt’s voice is deep and soft across the line, but still sends a shiver down my spine.

“What are you talking about Matty?” I feign ignorance, biting hard on my lip as my cheeks burn.

“Don’t play dumb,” his voice hardens, “You’re not gonna get me hard and then act like you don’t know how it happened.”

“Oh, did I?” I say with mock confusion. “I just really like these panties and wanted to show you. They remind me of you.” I trail off and put the phone on speaker, pulling on the strap against my hip and letting it hit my skin with an audible slap.

I hear a sharp inhale echo from my speaker followed by shuffling sounds.

“Baby don’t do this to me,” he croaks, “it hurts so bad and if I leave the house Nick and Chris will wake up.”

“Who said you have to leave?” I giggle and wait for his response.

“Can you talk me through it baby? Please, I need it.” His voice is pleading but still hushed.

“Mhmm.. are you wearing anything?” I question as I lean back onto my pillow and lay my phone beside me.

“U-uh.. just sweats.” He answers quickly.

“Touch yourself over them for me.” I say as seductively as I can muster, my own arousal growing and distracting me as I picture what he looks like right now.

“I… already was..” he admits, my cheeks burning hotter as I realize what all the muffled sounds have been.

“So naughty of you, Matthew. Couldn’t even wait a couple minutes hm?”

I hear whispered curses in response and I have to squeeze my thighs together, the throbbing between my legs growing ever so strong as I picture Matt palming himself with his veiny hands in his bed.

“Take everything off Matt. It’ll feel so good without all the layers won’t it?”

“Yeah, fuck. Hang on baby.” I hear more shuffling as his phone is tossed onto his sheets. “Okay done. Fuck, I wish you were here.”

“I am here baby, just not in the same way.” I answer, realizing my hand has made its way to the hemline of my panties, rubbing back and forth subconsciously. “Are you touching yourself Matt?”

I hear a hum in response before he speaks. “Y-yes. Keep talking. Your voice is so fucking sexy.” He sounds strained, his words barely coming out.

I dip my fingers below my panties and gasp lightly as I rub my swollen clit. “I’m t-touching myself too Matty. Fuck, it’s so wet.” I moan lightly as I slip one finger into my entrance.

I hear a groan from across the line followed by deep breathing. “Oh… fuck..” He goes silent after a couple of seconds and the only sound I can hear is him shuffling around in his bed.

“Did you cum?” I question, the pattern sounding awfully familiar.

“I did. Please baby, please keep going. I need more.” I hear wet sounds and I can perfectly picture how his fist is tightly gripping his cock and pumping it with need. “Please one more, I need it so bad.”

I curl my finger and hit my most sensitive spots, closing my eyes as I listen to Matt’s heavy breathing and try to imagine that it’s him pleasuring me.

“Moan for me baby. Don’t hold it back please, fuck, I need it.” He pleads, almost whining.

I stop holding back and allow myself to sink into the pleasure, my free hand slipping my bra down to expose my nipple so I can pinch it like Matt loves to do. My sounds fall from my throat freely and elicit even more from Matt.

“I feel so good Matt, fuck.. I wish it was your fingers inside of me.” I whine as I slip my middle finger in, savoring every sensation that comes along with the fullness.

“You don’t know how bad I wish you were riding me right now.” He groans, the wet pumping sounds speeding up with every passing second. “Your pretty little pussy would feel so good around me, fuck.”

My stomach tightens at the thought of his cock hitting every spot deep inside that would drive me crazy, the thought of his jaw hanging open with his eyes squeezed shut, the thought of his hands gripping my boobs as they bounce in his face.

“Matt I th-think I’m gonna cum.” I breathe out as I slip my fingers out of my entrance and use them to rub fast circles onto my clit.

“Please, baby. Please cum, let me hear you. Fuck, please.” He croaks, sounding louder in the speaker as he moves the phone next to his ear.

I feel my body tense as I climb to my peak before the tension breaks. I moan out Matt’s name as I cum, hearing strings of curses from the other side of the line as I tremble under my own touch.

“F…fuck.” I pant, trying my hardest to catch my breath.

“Fuck, it hurts baby. I need to cum but it’s so fucking sensitive,” he hisses, his voice strained and filled with concentration. “C-can you take a picture for me?”

“What does my Matty wanna see?” I blush at his request, picking my phone up and swiping my camera open.

“You. I don’t care. Just need to see you, please. I need to cum so bad baby. Please.”

I grin to myself, enjoying this desperate side of Matt. I pull my other bra cup down so both my boobs are exposed and hold my phone up, taking a photo of my hand grasped around my left one. I open our texts and send it, watching as the read receipt immediately pops up. He was waiting for it.

“Wanna cum on those pretty tits so bad.” He groans, a rasp growing in his voice. “Fuck, I need them in my mouth.”

I open my camera back up and take in the sight of myself, my hair disheveled from my orgasm and my cheeks flushed. I bite my lip and give the doe eyes to the camera that I know he loves as I snap another photo. He’s still swooning over the first photo as I send the next, and I bite my lip as I wait for his reaction.

“I- you look so… fuck..” his breathing becomes irregular, his groans and whines sounding through my speakers.

“Come on Matt, cum for me. You can do it, I know how bad you need it.” I whisper out.

“Say it again. Fuck, I need to hear you say it again.”

“Cum for me Matt. Let it all go baby.”

The sounds that flood through my speakers are lewd and pornographic. The sound of his hand slipping up and down over his cock as he pumps himself to his second orgasm, my name drawn out as he rides through it and spills his cum onto his stomach.

I smile to myself as I listen to Matt catching his own breath just as I did moments before. We sit in silence for a couple of minutes, no words needed as we relish in the moment.

“That was…” he starts, trailing off with a deep breath.

“I know.” I giggle, finishing his train of thought before he struggles too hard to try and come up with the right words.

“I’m saving those. Fuck, I feel like I could cum again just looking at them.” I hear a few faint sounding pumps before he winces. “Way too fucking sensitive.”

“You need some rest baby. Don’t overdo it.” I laugh, standing up and heading to the bathroom to clean myself up.

“Mmm, why do you have to be right all the time?” He teases in a raspy, tired voice.

“That’s just the way it goes I guess. Now go clean up before you wake up all crusty.” I joke as I turn my shower on to warm up.

“That’s actually disgusting.” He over dramatically gags and I hear a shuffle before I hear a door being opened.

“I love you, Matty.” I giggle, placing my phone on the counter.

“I love you, angel.” he replies before the line disconnects.

a/n i haven’t written in so long omfg the holidays have me FUCKED up. i hope you all enjoy desperate matt 😵‍💫

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