Salem Sturniolo

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I love you so much🤍

-Friends With Benefits Edition.

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-Honeybee Reader X Spider Chris.

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Because Im British, Sweetheart🫢

-Honeybee Reader.

Honeybee Reader is brutally feminine. She loves cashmere sweaters and the colour yellow. She lives in a little flower covered cottage, wiling away her free time nestled between a cosy blanket and the pages of a good book. She has such a positive, lovely attitude and can see the beauty in everyone and every thing she meets. She brews her own honey infused tea and homemade desserts which she markets on her online business. Her neighbour Chris, is the complete polar opposite of everything she stands for. Intriguing and wildly mysterious. They are the definition of silent moonlight and sunshine rays. Familiarly different but unable to thrive without one another.

-Spider Chris.

Spider Chris is intimidatingly blunt and not afraid to speak his mind. He has the most captivatingly venomous blue eyes that stare right into your soul, invoking fear and nervousness along with a sense of intrigue to anyone that meets his gaze. Quiet and secretive, he prefers his own company. Spending his days in the seclusion of the forest behind his house, alone with his thoughts and his sketchbook. His guilty pleasure is portraits. He paints people he finds interesting, landscapes and future tattoo designs. His neighbour drives him insane, with her little flower strewn house and her irritatingly bubbly personality. But against all odds he is drawn to her, like a moth to a flame.

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Cards And Confessions.

Summery: A spontaneous game of truth or dare, conjures up awkward feelings, forbidden fantasies and hard confessions.

Warnings: Smut, threesome [no incest], MDNI.

Pairing: Chratt X Reader.

A/N: Part One -> Here.

‘Is it true that you purposely didn’t get your driving licence for so long, because you enjoyed being driven everywhere?’

Chris’s eyes darted towards his brother, a mischievous smirk spreading across his face ‘Im not answering that shit’

Matt shook his head, raising himself up slightly from the living room couch, with an authoritative tone ‘You’re not allowed to refuse, that’s the rules. You chose truth, so let’s hear it’

A spontaneous games night, had manifested itself out of the blue. A few harmless drinks soon resulted in playing charades, which quickly turned into monopoly and had now turned into truth or dare. So far, Matt had revealed his undying love for cringy romantic comedies, Chris had been dared to run down the street wearing an old Halloween costume and I unwillingly admitted that I frequently pretended to be asleep downstairs, so Matt would carry me up to bed. The drinks were flowing a little too nicely, invoking confidence and risky admissions.

‘Maybe I enjoyed having my own personal chauffeur’ Replied Chris, pulling the stack of cards on the table towards him.

His eyes swiped across the chosen card, reading the question to himself. A few seconds passed before he looked up at us, a thoroughly smug expression on his face ‘This is a mandatory truth card’ he said, focusing his attention on me ‘So you have no choice but to answer truthfully, regardless of the question’

I suddenly felt nervous. Matts hand that had been resting on my thigh the entire evening, began rubbing it soothingly. His eyes locked on his brother ‘Since that fateful night’ said Chris ‘Have you ever fantasised about being with both of us?’

I felt like the air had been knocked from my lungs. Matts hand tightened on my thigh, as the atmosphere shifted in the room. Ever since that fateful night as Chris so brazenly described it, I had replayed the event in my head on countless occasions. The hungry look in matts eyes as he watched Chris bring me to an earth shattering orgasm. The smirk on Chris’s face as he forced me to lock eyes with Matt whilst he so expertly slipped his fingers inside of me, over and over again. The aftereffects were even more memorable. Consumed with possessiveness and unexpected lust, Matt took matters into his own hands. Insisting that Chris watched as he reminded me exactly which brother I belonged to. From that moment onwards, we never spoke about what happened. Matt had proved his point and made his intentions perfectly clear. Never again.

I would never divulge how often I had let my mind wander into uncharted territories. Wondering what it would feel like to be worshipped by both brothers. Having them both at the same time. More than once, I had almost whimpered Chris’s name during sex with Matt. Subconsciously fantasising about how easily he made me fall apart for him, how good he made me feel in spite of myself. In spite of how deeply I care for Matt.

‘You’re not allowed to refuse’ said Chris, snapping me back to reality ‘Thats the rules, right Matt? You have to be truthful’

A muscle tensed in Matts jaw as he stared at his brother with the utmost distaste. The grip on my thigh was suffocating as he waited for me to answer the intimate question. I could feel heat rising to my cheeks among other places, how on earth was I supposed to articulate my words in a way that wouldn’t cause trouble? And at the same time, I couldn’t lie because I was certain that both Matt and Chris already knew the answer.

‘I suppose.. I have thought about it’ I whispered, refusing to meet Matts eyes. I was suddenly hyper aware of how weak my voice sounded out loud. A notion that I was certain didn’t go unnoticed. Chris looked thoroughly pleased with my answer, twiddling the card between his fingers as he waited for Matt to retaliate. Instead, Matt leaned back against the couch, his arms folded across his chest ‘My turn’ he said, disregarding the stack of cards on the table with an unreadable expression.

‘I dare you to kiss Chris’

It took a few seconds before his words actually registered ‘What are you doing?’ I breathed, certain that I had misheard.

‘I need to see something’ continued Matt, determined not to look at me. His eyes still fixed pointedly on his brothers face, which now looked slightly less confident ‘You didn’t seem to have a problem kissing him when I wasn’t home, did you?’

My heart hammered against my ribcage as the gravity of the situation washed over me. Chris’s entire demeanour changed. He seemed sceptical whether this was some sort of cruel trick on Matts behalf, or if he had lost his mind once and for all. My breathing shallowed as Matts hand came to rest on my lower back, softly pushing me up from the couch. I felt as though my legs were going to give away as I slowly walked towards Chris.

‘I wasn’t expecting this to happen’ said Chris quietly, so only I could hear him ‘But I couldn’t have planned it better myself’

He gently pulled me onto his lap, his arms wrapping around my waist. I could smell the familiar scent of his cologne, sweet musky and ever so Chris. Almost instantly, I found myself lost in his baby blue eyes, as though hypnotised. Images of our indiscretion flashed through my mind as we melted into each others embrace, our lips ever so lightly brushing together..

‘Don’t get all shy on me now’ chuckled Matt ‘Just pretend that Im not home, that should make it easier for you guys’

Whether through lust, or through pure spite I wasn’t entirely sure. Chris slid his fingertips up my spine, his hand tangling gently in my hair as he tilted my head slightly, crashing his lips onto mine in the most tantalisingly passionate kiss I had ever experienced. I involuntarily moaned against his lips, causing him to grip my hips, grinding me down against his growing bulge. From the corner of my eye, I could see Matt sitting rigidly still, his eyes glazing over as he took the sight of us in.

‘Ive missed the taste of you’ groaned Chris as his lips trailed wet kisses across my neck and collarbone, leaving me utterly breathless. I knew this situation was controversially wrong, but the temptation of Chris was stronger than my ability to resist. I felt the couch beside us dip, followed by the clasp of Matts hand wrapping firmly around my throat ‘You drive me fucking insane’ he growled, smashing his lips against mine as Chris continued sucking purple bruises onto my exposed clavicle. My head was spinning from the delicious sensation of feeling both of their lips on my body at the same time ‘You want both of us sweetheart?’ rasped Matt with mock concern ‘Tell us exactly what you need. Use your words, there’s a good girl’

‘I need you’ I sighed, overwhelmed by the pleasure they were providing ‘Need to feel you both, so badl-’ my words were cut off as Chris bit down on my neck, sending shivers through my entire body, his fingertips grazing under the hem of my dress.

‘Your manners are impeccable’ cooed Matt, pulling me up off Chris’s lap, his arms wrapping around my waist from behind ‘What do you say Chris?’ he teased, staring at his brother over my shoulder ‘Should we indulge in this dirty little fantasy?

Chris feigned deep thought, adding to my already climbing desperation ‘I think we should give her what she wants, don’t you?’ he smirked ‘Considering she asked us both so nicely’

They were like a tag team, expertly bouncing off one another. Torturing me for their own pleasure and entertainment.

Matt stood before me, slowly unbuckling his belt ‘You gonna be a good girl for me whilst Chris makes you feel good?’ He whispered, his voice laced with pure seduction. Before I could answer him, I felt Chris’s skilful fingertips toying with the satin ribbon on the back of my dress. His lips leaving goosebumps in the wake of his feather light kisses. Matt had pulled himself free from the confines of his boxers, stroking himself softly as I positioned myself in front of him. The groan that spilled from his lips as I took him into my mouth, made my heart flutter ‘Oh fuck.. thats it baby, doing such a good job for me’ his hand shot down, tangling in my hair as he guided my head up and down his length, mumbling filthy praises under his breath.

Behind me, I felt Chris gently slip my soaked underwear to the side. The cool air startling against my hot skin. He swiped his swollen tip through the wetness that he and Matt had created, coating himself before slowly starting to edge himself inside. I hissed at the delicious stretch, my eyes rolling back into my head ‘You feel better than I ever imagined’ he whined, barely giving me the chance to adjust to his size, before he pulled out and slammed his hips back into mine with a relentless pace.

I moaned around Matts cock as Chris hit that mind numbing sweet spot, sending shockwaves throughout my entire body. The sensation of being used in this way, surpassed even my most sinful fantasies. I could feel that knot tightening in my stomach as Chris’s thrusts became unstable ‘You gonna let us fill you up, pretty girl?’ he teased, spreading my legs further apart as he pulled me back onto his cock over and over again. My vision began to blur as my orgasm approached, faster than I anticipated. Before I could prepare myself, pleasure exploded through my every fibre as my high crashed into me with the force of a tidal wave ‘Oh my fuck’ groaned Chris, as with one last thrust, he spilled his warm essence inside me. Matts eyes rolled back into his head, his grip on my hair slackening as he succumbed to his own blissful release.

‘You feeling alright?’ said Chris, running a hand through his disheveled hair as he leaned against the bathroom doorframe. His flushed cheeks and unbuckled belt was an image I would have a hard time getting out of my mind. I nodded tiredly as Matt checked the temperature of the bath he was running for me, taking care not to blow out the little tea lights he had lit.

‘I picked you out some comfy underwear and one of my shirts okay princess?’ cooed Matt, his nurturing behaviour a stark contrast from his earlier performance. He leaned down, placing a soft kiss against my lips ‘All mine’ he whispered. But as my eyes swept towards Chris, I had a conflicting thought..

‘Was I really?’

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-Friends With Benefits Edition.

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Fresh Love For The Fit.

Summery: Reader accidentally wears Chris’s hoodie, resulting in a steamy situation whilst Matt leaves to pick up dinner.

Warnings: Smut, oral [fem receiving], getting caught, MDNI.

Pairing: Chris Sturniolo X Reader.

A/N: Part Two -> Here.

‘You sure you don’t wanna come?’ Said Matt softly. Car keys hanging from his finger as he leaned against the doorframe.

I snuggled down further into the tangle of blankets we had spent the day wrapped up in, shaking my head defiantly. The thought of leaving the cosiness of Matts bed was unthinkable. An unusual lazy day had been exactly what we both needed. No errands, no responsibilities, no distractions, no clothes.

‘You need anything before I go, baby?’ He chuckled, shaking his head at my unwillingness to move.

‘Just don’t forget to ask for extra pickles’ I responded. Having worked up quite the appetite thanks to our… activities.

After assuring me that he would ask for all the pickles, Matt left to go and pick up dinner. I smiled to myself as I inhaled the familiar scent of matts cologne that was absorbed into his cotton sheets. Bruises littered my inner thighs and my hair had been disheveled from today’s events but I had never felt more loved by anyone. Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I closed my eyes, reliving the way Matt touched me, the way he knew exactly how to make me fall apart over and over again.

Thirstiness overcame me, as I lay there in delicious thought. The iced cold water bottles in the refrigerator called out to me, tempting me from the coziness of Matts bed. I pulled on a Fresh Love hoodie from the pile stacked neatly on Matts gaming chair, admiring the soft material against my bare skin.

As I walked into the dimly lit kitchen, I was blatantly aware of how unstable my legs felt. I leaned against the countertop for stability as I took the first sip of crisp cold water ‘I assumed you went with Matt?’ Said a voice from behind me, causing me to spill water down the front of Matts hoodie. Chris’s eyes traveled from the wet spot forming on the pink fabric, down to the hem brushing against my bare thighs. I was suddenly self conscious of my outfit choice, or lack thereof.

‘Oh my goodness, you startled me’ I breathed ‘Matt went to pick up dinner, I thought the house was empty… hence the lack of clothing’ I could feel my cheeks burning as I rambled.

Chris leaned back against the kitchen table, a smirk spreading across his face ‘That’s mine by the way’ he teased, gesturing towards the hoodie I was wearing. ‘I thought it was Matts?’ I replied ‘It was stacked with some others on his bedside table’

Chris pushed himself off the table, crossing the floor until he was standing directly in front of me ‘The others may be, but that particular one belongs to me’ he whispered, toying with the hanging strings. The closeness made me feel nervous, he always had such an intimidating way of speaking. On more than one occasion, I found myself replaying our conversations, wondering if he was flirting with me. Matt had also picked up on his teasing, arguing the point that he didn’t only cross the line, he knowingly trampled all over it.

‘Should I go and change?’ I asked, unaware of the intention behind his comment. It was hard to differentiate with Chris.

‘The sight of you, wearing my hoodie and nothing else, is one I have thought about an ungodly amount of times’ He rasped, slowly gliding his tongue across his bottom lip. I could feel my heart start to pound against my ribcage, the closeness of our bodies wasn’t helping the situation. I was certain that he could hear it ‘Do I make you nervous?’ He quizzed, cocking his head to the side, a satisfied expression etched onto his face.

‘Are you trying to make me nervous?’ I retorted, acting braver than I felt. Warmth rushed to my cheeks as he considered my question. The silence was somehow worse than his forbidden thoughts. A tension filled minute passed before he spoke ‘You have no idea how infuriating it is, watching you with him’ his words were soft and raw, a stark contrast to his usually cocky demeanour ‘Lying there, night after night listening to those pretty little noises you make, imagining that Its me making you feel good.. making you unravel.. Its fucking maddening’

Chris tilted my face upwards slightly with his finger, forcing me to meet his eyes. They were glazed over with pure lust, his breathing hitched ‘Tell me you don’t want this and we can forget this conversation ever happened’ he whispered, sliding his arm around my waist, pulling me flush up against him. Before I could comprehend what was happening, Chris’s lips were on mine in a slow sensual kiss. Butterflies erupted in my stomach as I found myself melting into his embrace. Chris’s kiss tasted like bad decisions and repercussions but at that precise moment, It was a taste I couldn’t get enough of. My arms wrapped around his neck as he lifted me up, setting me down onto the countertop. The cold marble shocked my hot skin as Chris deepened the kiss, his fingertips trailing across my bare thighs ‘Just once, I need to be the one responsible for making you feel good’ he groaned against my lips, sliding the hem of my his hoodie up over my waist ‘Is that all for me sweetheart?’ He teased, noticing the damp patch that had formed onto my underwear ‘Did I get you that worked up?’ His tone was condescending and laced with pure satisfaction.

His hand slid up my body, slowly pushing me down onto the marble countertop. Goosebumps pricked at my skin as I felt his tantalisingly soft kisses against my inner thighs ‘You like being marked up like this?’ He said, running his tongue across the blooming purple bruises that Matt had created earlier. His lips suctioned over a particularly sensitive one, forming an additional love bite. The thought of being branded by both brothers made my head spin. Never in my wildest dreams did I envision myself in this predicament.

My thoughts were interrupted as Chris placed a kiss against my clothed clit, sending shockwaves coursing through me. My soft, unplanned moan was music to Chris’s ears ‘Ive dreamed of having you like this’ he confessed, breathless as he slipped my underwear down my trembling thighs ‘But I need to hear you say it. Need to hear how badly you want me to touch you’

‘Please Chris’ I breathed, desperately ‘I need you so badl-’

My words were caught in a strangled moan as he slowly licked a stripe through me, exactly where I needed him. His hands gripped onto my thighs, spreading me open further as he devoured me. My back arched off the counter and my hands tangled in his hair, pleasure exploding through my every fibre.

‘You taste even better than I imagined’ he groaned, wrapping his lips around my swollen clit, sucking it into his mouth. Stars danced in my vision as I completely gave myself over to him. Two fingers expertly slipped inside of me, curving deliciously as my high edged ever closer.

The sound of car keys clattering on the tiled floor, ripped me harshly back to reality. Matt was standing in the doorway, his expression unreadable as he took in the sight before him. Chris met his brothers eyes and smirked ‘I have to admit, she tastes fucking amazing’ The pace of his fingers quickened as he pushed my thighs up to my chest ‘Look at your boyfriend’ he said ‘I want you to look at him when you come for me’

Matts eyes bored into mine. They were darkened dangerously as I fought to keep my own from rolling back into my head. Chris placed wet kisses along my waist as his fingers worked at an unfathomable speed ‘Tell me how good Im making you feel baby’ he cooed, thoroughly enjoying himself ‘S-so good Chris’ I moaned, nearly incoherently ‘Making me feel so good’

A muscle tensed in Matts jaw, as he kept his eyes locked onto mine. I could see his chest heaving beneath his sweater. Our dinner long forgotten on the floor, along with his car keys.

Without warning, the knot that had been building in my stomach snapped. Flooding my entire body with pleasure as my orgasm crashed through me ‘There you go, gorgeous’ said Chris, slowly decreasing the speed of his fingers, winding me down from my earth shattering high ‘Such a good girl for me’ He glanced towards his brother, a content smile spread across his face. Matt stared from my blissed out expression, down to the mess that Chris had created between my legs. Then he uttered two words that would change our dynamic forever..

‘My turn’

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