false god- matthew sturniolo

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we have a game on tonight. i wasn't too keen on
playing since i know that tate wasn't going be in
the crowd which pisses me off. i know i shouldn't
be, but here i am.

she has to start that project with some guy she
was telling me about. i was lying if i said i wasn't
jealous. she brought him over to her house infront
of her dad and i wish it could be like that for us.
coach would kill the both of us if he found out
about us, well that's what i think. tate tells me
she's going to introduce me to her dad and tell
him were seeing eachother, he scares the shit
out of me sometimes.

"oh there he is, there he is!" tate exclaimed.
my eyes darted towards the door.

he had long dark blonde hair, a tiny bit shorter
than chris'. he was wearing baggy pants, a graphic
band tee and converse. i knew tate loved when men
wore converse fuck. he had 2 piercings. one on his
lip and his nose. he was an attractive guy and i hate
the fact that he has to sit alone with tate in a room
while working on the project.

"hi!" tate smiled at him. not the way she smiles at
me though.

"oh hey" he put his hand through his hair. "tonight still on?" she asked. "yeah of course, can we start earlier around 6?" "i have to work tonight" he put
his hands in his pockets. "yeah that's all good,
i'll see you later." he nodded his head at her and
walked further into the building.

"he looks like young luke hemmings" she shot me
a grin and sat back down beside me. "who?" i
asked."doesn't matter he's a guy in a band." she looked at me. i shook my head. "i think i've heard
of him." "i never really listened to them when i was younger but i was obsessed with one of the band members and he kinda looks like eli." "great!" i said under my breath.

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"we lost the game" matt said against the crook
of my neck. i softly rubbed his back. "i'm sorry."
"it's because you weren't there!" he groaned.
"i highly doubt that" i laughed. "it is, your now
my lucky charm you have to be there at every
game" he pulled away from me and looked at
me. "what about before you didn't know me?"
i crossed my arms and raised my eyebrows.
"fine, you win." he mumbled before kissing
my lips.

"this projecting is stressing me out a lot!" i fell
onto matt's bed. "it's probably that guy" matt
mumbled. "what?" i asked. "nothing!" he shot
me a smile. "do you want me to touch you?"
"i could need it since we lost our game and
your stressed" he grinned. i propped myself
up with my elbows and looked at him.
"you think that will fix it?" i questioned.
he nodded his head. "mhm" he came over me.
"especially since the boys aren't home."

he pressed a kiss to my lips that told me a lot.
he hadn't touch me in days. i won't even lie
i was craving him bad and i hated the fact that
he couldn't touch me all the time. maybe that's
unhealthy.

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i pressed a kiss to her jaw and then down her
neck. i kissed below her ear. she let out a soft
whimper. i knew that was the sensitive part
of her neck, well one. she didn't notice when
i kissed her in her places that were sensitive
her whole body got warm for me and i loved
it.

tate was wearing a white thin cropped vest that
was a bit sheer so i could see her hard
nipples. i softly rubbed my thumb over her
nipple. a soft moan left her mouth and i could
tell she was dying from me teasing her. her back
was nearly arched and she was gripping my
sheets. i pressed a kiss over both her hard
nipples through her shirt. "please." she begged.
i smirked at her and pulled her shirt off her
body. my mouth went over her hard nipple
and slowly sucked. a shaky whimper escaped
her mouth. "please just get inside me!" she
said loudly. i chuckled against her chest.
whatever she requests she shall receive.

i slipped a finger into her and fuck was she
wet. i didn't know this was even possible.
quiet moans left her. i slid a second finger
in and her breathing hitched and she grabbed
onto my bicep. i teased her and slowly moved
it inside her. "matt get inside me now or i'm
gonna go insane" she tried to hold a straight
face. a small laugh left my mouth. "alright
love, whatever you want." i pressed a wet
kiss to her lips.

i took off my shirt and i heard the front door
slam shut. i heard voices. fuck nick and chris are
home. tate let out a loud sigh and her head fell
back. i grabbed a hoodie from my closet and
handed it to her. she smiled and put it over
her head. "thank you." "of course." i pressed a
kiss to her forehead. i grabbed my t shirt off
my bed and threw it on. "i'll be back in a minute,
you want a drink or snack?" i asked her. "dr pepper
please." she laced my arm with her nails.
i nodded my head and opened my door.

i was still so fucking hard but i managed to hide it.

"is tate here?" nick asked. "yeah she's in my room."
i opened the fridge door. "i wanna go say hi!" he
exclaimed. "go on in."

"you okay?" chris tapped my back. "yeah just
tired barely slept last night" i gave him a straight
smile. "you can always sleep with me you know
that matt." "i know i get way too lazy to walk
all the way downstairs" i chuckled. "fair, but
you better be energized soon!" "we're trying
them drinks for the vlog." "i will be." i nodded
my head.

tate stayed in my room while me, nick and chris
filmed a part of the vlog. i would never shove
a camera in her face because i know what our
fans are like. which can be annoying but i love
that no one knows her. i don't want anyone to
talk badly about her especially young girls.

"i need to go!" tate said walking out of my room.
she noticed the camera. "oh sorry." she backed
away. "it's fine i'll cut it out." nick nodded.

"some emergency happened with summer and
she's outside" she looked at me. "oh shit okay,
do you know what it is?" i asked. she shook her
head. "i call you later!" she kissed my cheek.
"bye nick!" "bye chris!" she said nearly running
down the stairs.

"what's that about?" chris said after tate slammed
the door shut. "no idea, summer can tend to be
dramatic at times."