sturniolo/nate imagines 2

sneaky-Matt

Y/N POV

"Y/N," a whisper came from the doorway. I stayed still. He came in and shut the door behind him.
"I know you're awake." I rolled over seeing Matt in front of me.
"Hi there," I giggled.
"Hey," he smiled, leaning down to kiss me.
"You're looking mighty handsome on this fine night." I said as he climbed in next to me.
"You're not too bad yourself." He said, moving my hair out of the way and kissing my neck. His kisses became deeper and wetter.
"Matt," I sighed.
"Hm," he mumbled, putting another opened mouth kiss at my throat.
"You're not leaving any marks, right?" I asked, feeling him suck.
"No," he smirked against my skin.
"Matt, I have to cover anything you do." I said. He lifted his head, slowly pulling my shirt up.
"Then I'll do it where no one can see." He kissed up my stomach to my tits.
"It's not fair that I never get to kiss you." I frowned, flipping us over.
"You wanna kiss me?" He questioned, hands, roaming me. I nodded, pressing my lips to his, then slowly moved down to his neck.
"Off." I said, pulling on his shirt. He sat up, helping me take it off.
"Gotta make it even." He smirked, removing mine.
"Don't get any idea's, nate's home." I spoke, nipping at his chest.
"Oh, I have many ideas." He pushed my hips down, grinding into him.
"Stop," I sat up, pulling his hands away. He just bit his lip, staring at my chest and moving his hands up.
"No," I pined his arm down next to his head.
"Isn't this supposed to go the other way?" He questioned.
"I kinda like it this way." I smiled. He flipped us back, pinning my arms.
"Much better," he said, leaning down and kissing my chest again.
"Matt, we can't." I said as he slid a hand into my pants.
"Please," he begged.
"Do you know what nate would do if he woke up to moaning and found you in my bed,"
"He'd probably cut my dick off."
"Exactly. And I quite like your dick and prefer it attached to your body." I said, pushing him away.
"Awww, you care about me." He gushed.
"Why would I want a boyfriend without a dick? That's half the fun." I shrugged, putting my shirt back on.
"You're using me for my body?" He gasped.
"You were the one just trying to get in my pants." I raised my eyebrows.
"Nuh uh." He mumbled quietly.
"Time for sleep." I said, cuddling into him.
"Where's my good night kiss?" He pouted.
"You just got a million kisses." I said in disbelief.
"But those weren't good night kisses. They need to be classified as -" I shut him up with a kiss.
"Love you." He smiled, kissing my forehead.
"Ya, ya. Love you." I mumbled, drifting to sleep.

(Time skip)

I woke up to stomping from the ceiling.
"Shit," I said as I saw the time.
"Matt, get up. You have to get back to Nates' room." I said nervously, shaking him awake.
"No," he groaned, rolling away from me.
"Y/N," Nate opened the door. I threw the blanket over Matts head, hiding him.
"What?" I asked, trying to be normal.
"Do you have face wash? Apparently, Chris is trying to look 20 at 50, and he needs to wash his face." He shrugged.
"In my bathroom." I said casually.
"K, thanks," he went in, looking around.
"Also, do you know where Matt is? We can't find him, but the van's still here, so he didn't leave." He said, coming back with the bottle.
"I don't know, maybe he went on a walk?" I shrugged, holding the blanket down with my arm.
"Why are you being weird?" He asked, looking at me. His eyes trailed to my oddly outstretched arm and down the lump in the blanket.
"What is that?" He questioned.
"Nothing," I shrugged.
"Is that a boy?" He asked, raising his voice.
"No. It's literally nothing. Just some pillows." He stepped closer, trying to pull it back. I held it down, not letting him.
"If it's nothing, why can't I see?" He asked angerly.
"Um, they're private pillows?" I said nervously.
"Y/N, I swear if there's a boy in your boy in your bed." He  pulled harder.
"No! Wait." I desperately tried to stop him. He got it away and pulled it back quickly. Matt lay there frozen, then forced a tight smile.
"Hey -"
"What the fuck are you doing in my sister's bed?" He asked.
"W-well, uh, there was like no space in your room, so I -" Matt tried to make an excuse, but I saw Nates eyes move to his bare chest, seeing the little hickeys scattered across it.
"You're fucking my sister!" He yelled as it clicked in his head.
"No, it's no like that, I-"
"There's no lying out of this! It's right in front of me! You're actually fucking my sister!" He yelled boiling with anger.
"Nate -" I tried.
"You can't say shit! That is one of my best friends in your bed!" He yelled at me. Matt sat up, about to say something when a voice came from the hall.
"So Nate found out?" Nick asked, him and Chris poking their heads in.
"You 2 knew about this?"
"Posably,"
"How long has this secret fucking been going on?"
"It's not -"
"8 months." Chris interrupted me, just adding fuel to the fire.
"8 months!" His eyes widened.
"You've all been hiding this from me for 8 months!"
"Can you please -"
"This is fucking ridiculous!" He yelled, storming out.
"Sooooooo, how'd you guys sleep?" Chris asked awkwardly.
"We're fucked." I sighed.
"It'll be ok." Matt said, placing his hand on my thigh under the blanket.
"I think we should go." Nick said as there was stomping upstairs.
"Well," Matt stopped as a loud crash came above us.
"Ya. Probably." He agreed. We all stood, and Matt grabbed his shirt, putting it on quickly and leaving.
As we arrived at their house, Matt took me to his room.
"What are we gonna do?" I asked.
"We're gonna wait till he calms down and talk to him. We'll explain everything. He'll probably still be mad, but he'll get over it eventually." He layed down, and I layed on top of him, wanting to be close.
"I love you." I said, giving him a squeeze.
"I love you too." He kissed my head.
"Hey," Nick interrupted after a while.
"There's someone here to see you." He moved out of the way, and Nate stepped into the room. I sat up, away from Matt as Nick awkwardly left.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked, seeming hurt.
"We thought you'd be mad." Matt answered.
"Of course I'm mad. You're fucking my little sister." He said trying not to yell.
"I'm not fucking her, she's my girlfriend." Matt sighed.
"That's not much better." He rolled his eyes.
"Were you just gonna hide it from me forever?" He questioned.
"No, we were gonna tell you eventually."
"You should've just told me when it happened." He said quietly.
"We're sorry, we were scared of how you'd react."
"Well don't kiss in front of me."
"So you're not mad?"
"I'm still mad. But I guess it's ok." He shrugged.
"You're the best." I got up to hug him.
"But if you get pregnant, I will cut his dick off."