#matt death note smut

[cat3ch1sm]

⚰️~ hello, everyone- i am back! thank you all for your patience and support<3 i apologize to all those who have requests pending, i have resumed work on them now. :) here are some death note headcanons, enjoy!

・┆✦ʚ🤍ɞ✦ ┆・ slight nsfw, gn!reader

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐢𝐜/𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐬/𝐨!

light yagami

ᥫ᭡ he enjoys the quiet and also admires how independent you are. light isn’t a fan of overly bubbly and emotional people, so you’re just what he needs

~ however, sometimes it is a little annoying when you hardly react to things he has strong feelings about

~ he doesn’t see your expression change at all very often, so when you smile one of your rare smiles it does make him happy. if light is just in one of those moods he might tease you a little to try and make you lose your composure by kissing or touching you unexpectedly. and while you do have a hell of a poker face, he loves seeing the color gradually stain your cheeks.

l lawliet

ᰔᩚ l obviously isn’t that sociable and finds it difficult to talk to people, and having a partner is new to him. sometimes it can be a little overwhelming, so he’s glad you never push him to talk to you too much and you aren’t super dependent.

~ he does find you mildly intimidating sometimes- your sense of sarcasm has sent more than a few people home in tears

~ the only thing is that sometimes when the two of you are alone, l mistakes the silence for tension. your body language and facial expression are just really cold and uninviting sometimes (though of course you don’t mean it). so he’ll ask out of the blue if you’re alright or if you need anything.

near

𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 i don’t think near would mind your personality at all. he’s probably the most similar to you out of all of the guys mentioned here. anyway, he’s very focused on his work, so having a low-maintenance s/o is good for him. don’t get me wrong though, near still treats you right when you need to be :D

~ one day, though, experimentally, i think near would randomly put a strand of hair on top of your head when you sit next to each other. just to see how you’d react. chances are he’d get little to no reaction, and just for fun, he’d do these little things to see if you would acknowledge them. although you’re hard to crack, he’d get a noticeable reaction whenever he touched you or told you sweet things like “i love you” or “you’re beautiful/handsome.” so he’d definitely start doing that type of stuff more.

mello

♡ ̆̈ okay ngl i feel like an emotionless, stony s/o wouldn’t go well with mello. he’s already got a ton of shit going on in his life, so coming back to a completely blank face and no warm greeting from you might not be the best. mello really needs some sort of tranquilizer, someone who balances his storm with the sun. you definitely wouldn’t be that😭 i can see him possibly getting aggressive when you don’t react to something the way he wants you to. he’s just so angry and you’re stony and unreadable. it would make mello mad that you aren’t as fiery as he is about the things he’s passionate about, and you would probably grow tired quickly of the aggression. you’re the type to just one day walk out and not tell him anything. you’re both a problem here ☠️

matt

‹𝟹 matt is the total opposite of you- outgoing, funny, mischievous. that said, it’s in his nature to want to try and melt the wall of ice that seems to surround you constantly.

~ he’s constantly making corny jokes and using cheesy pick-up lines on you simply to get a reaction. matt also takes advantage of the fact that you’re his s/o and teases you way too much with the touching, kissing you randomly on the lips or neck or pulling you down onto his lap. he rarely gets a big reaction from you (unless you’re in bed 😀) but matt always notices when your breathing speeds up and the barely audible moans that escape your lips.

~ he’s also kinda like that one sibling who walks into your room just to throw something at you and walk out like nothing happened. matt loves to randomly put his clothes on your head, like even if it’s just some random sweater he’ll just drop it on your head to see you swipe it off and cast him a resentful look. sometimes though, even with his stupid jokes, he’ll earn a smile from you here and there, which never fail to make his day.

[chuulyssa]

“don’t touch me,” you said, slapping his hand away from under your shirt.

“why not?????” he whined in response.

“i’m saving it for when i get a boyfriend.”

he clicked his tongue in response. he doesn’t like it when he doesn’t get his way. more than that, he doesn’t like it when you talk about getting a boyfriend. so he pulled his lips down trying his best to imitate a kicked puppy, desperately begging to you silently. can’t you let him have a taste at least? how cruel.

DAZAI GOJO vanitas SANJI ZENITSU miroku JEAN nikolai mello MATT eren CHUUYA

[thehandsresisthim]

“mellow matters”

contains: smut, sub!mello, sub!matt, mean dom!reader, matt gives mello a handjob, reader is mean, all three of you are in a relationship, bondage (handcuffs), edging, kinda long-term orgasm denial ig

word count: ~1.100

“F-fu-uhhh… fuck y-you both!” the blond man currently resting his head on your chest yells, a desperate tone in his voice.

Your other boyfriend just smiles. “That’s not going to happen anytime soon.” he states plainly, a lazy grin on his face.

Mello growls as Matt continues his lazy strokes; up-and-down, all over his sensitive dick, but way too slow to offer any relief. It’s been a while now, and Mello feels… sticky. His pre has been leaking, and Matt's relentless abuse on his cock has spread the milky white fluid all over his stomach and thighs, too.

You gently push some of the golden blond hair from Mello’s face - not like it’s going to do anything with how much he’s shaking - but still, he leans into your touch.

“You’re so pretty, Mihael.” you say in a sugary tone. Mello practically preens, ignoring the pressure on his dick for a second.

“T-thanks…” he says, sounding almost vulnerable and surprised. But he snaps back to his usual self in just a second, “I-I know. You’re not the first person to notice.”

“It’s good that you know. You’re my pretty boy. My little sweetheart…” you say and run your fingers over his neck, feeling his pulse.

“Mmh…” Mello mumbles in response and nuzzles his head into your chest. Although you can’t see it - he gives Matt a triumphant smile, his eyes glinting. ‘I’m getting more attention!’ is what Mello’s smile seems to say.

Matt responds by squeezing his head particularly harshly. Within a second, Mello pushes his hips up as he loudly moans.

“Mello,” you say, and pull your comforting hand away from his neck, “didn’t we agree that good boys don’t push their hips up? Don’t good boys stay still?”

Mello squints his eyes and turns his head to look at you. His right arm twitches - he wants to point an accusing finger at Matt - but the cuffs around his wrists stop him.

“‘S his fault. Matt…”

“His fault? Mello, you’re responsible for what your body does. Surely, an intelligent, smart boy like you can control his slutty little hips, right?”

“S-shut up! I… I will.” Mello protests, as he gives you an annoyed glance.

“I’m sure you can, my pretty darling.”

Matt chuckles. “But you’re still not going to cum tonight.” he says, voice raspy and breathy, “master has already told me that you’re not allowed.”

The blond man groans in response, eyes flickering with panic for a second. Matt grins at him, his eyes glazed over as he continues his relentless stroking.

Mello throws you a dirty glare, now, all affection gone from his eyes.

“Do you- seriously-“ he stutters, eyes narrowing as he attempts to fight the restraints.

You just give Matt a very pissed off lock. “I just told Matt that he is not allowed to give you any release.”

You gently wrap your arms around Mello, and carefully play with his hair. “I will make you cum later, don’t worry.”

“Regarding Matt, however…”

The redhead has the audacity to continue smirking, still looking lazy and downright unbothered at the fact that you’re probably not going to be so nice to him now.

You affectionately kiss Mello’s neck, just below his right ear. He relaxes a little - but it’s still obvious that Matt has gotten to him.

You decide to throw him a bone.

“Mello, why don’t you choose how I’m going to punish Matt?”

The blond man nods eagerly, and he slowly seems to calm down. “Matt… Matt has t’ make me… make me cum.” he says in an eager tone. “With his mouth.”

You smile and kiss Mellos neck again. Although making the other cum is hardly a punishment - certainly not the punishment that Matt was expecting - you decide to let it slide. But, alas, Mello is not done talking.

“Want ya’ to make him touch himself. And then n-not let him cum.”

You smile. “What a clever boy you are. Matt, you heard him. Make him cum. And - be good.”

With a groan, Matt moves around so that it’ll be easier for him to reach Mellos cock. He starts by gently blowing air on it.

“Hurry the fuck up!” Mello immediately complains.

“Mello. Be nice.” you chastise and gently run your fingers through his hair as the blond man wails. Matt starts to lazily lick Mellos head, slurping up the sticky pre which seems to be everywhere around his throbbing cock.

The blonde shakes in his restraints, and you can tell that he won’t last long - Matt’s earlier, lazy strokes have made him very sensitive.

“‘m close, master! Thank you…” Mello whines out. You smirk as he thanks you instead of Matt - a subtle reminder that both powerful, intelligent men have chosen you, trust you, to dominate them.

High-pitched whines and moans are the only sounds leaving Mello’s mouth as the redhead makes him cum, and gently suckles him through his high.

For a second, it looks like Matt is planning on overstimming poor Mello, but a stern glare from you is enough to make him obediently let go of Mello’s now slowly softening cock.

You run your fingers through Mello’s hair and then slowly sit up. “I’ll get a washcloth for you to clean you up a little, hmm? We’ll shower later.”

He nods meekly and closes his eyes.

“As for you,” you command and glare at Matt, using the strict tone you know he adores, “you can stroke yourself whilst I care for Mihael. No cumming.”

Matt smirks and gets to work - using the residue of Mellos pre as lube, his hands stroking his neglected dick.

You walk over to the bathroom and grab what you need, and then gently clean up Mello. You help him get dressed in boxers, an oversized t-shirt (taken from you - you know he loves the familiarity and comfort of wearing your clothes) and loose sweatpants.

“You feel better, sweetheart?” you ask and he nods.

You help tuck the blonde into bed and watch as he closes his eyes, nuzzling into the pillows. “Love ya’,” he mumbles. You smile and ruffle his hair, then walk back to focus on the redhead who’s currently avoiding your eyes.

“What do we say when we’ve misbehaved, darling?” you ask teasingly as you gently tilt his chin up.

“Look into my eyes. Matt.”

He bites his lip and gazes up at you.

“m’ sorry.” he murmurs, slurring his words.

“Apologies, Matt, I don’t think I heard you.”

“I’m sorry…” he says, still quieter than usual.

“You’re not cumming tonight. I’m sorry.”

Matt whines and tugs on your shirt, as if that could change your mind. “B-but why… I-I-… please…”

You glare at him and he avoids your eyes. “Take a cold shower. If you’re lucky, I’m touching you tomorrow.”

Thank you for reading my fic! Check out my master list for more of my writing. Likes and reblogs are always appreciated ❤️

[user73817]

matt dn fic

y/n is in the trenches of a situationship with early mid 2000s unintentional male manipulator loser gamer boy matt

cw: semi-toxic relationship, rough sex, choking, he cums in you (cw needed (?)), a lot of run on sentences idc

afab!reader, reader referred to as a 'girlfriend'

~ 500 words

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He always says it as he cums inside of you, almost inaudible, sliding off his tongue like another breath. “I love you.” he says. Yet, when morning comes, you always wake up to an empty bed. 

In the dead of night he touches you so gently, whispers so kindly into your ear, feels the inside of your mouth with the very same tongue he uses to kick you out in the morning. When he says “I love you”, and fucks you like he means it, you really believe it. 

But when he acts like you're his dirty secret when morning comes, talks bad about you to your face and behind your back, and has those nights where he fucks you hard with his hand tight around your throat, and only bothers to undo the fly of his jeans, pulling his cock out of his boxers, and leaving his belt to bang up the inside of your thighs as he carelessly uses you for his own gratification, you can't help but feel like just his whore. It’s on those nights when he doesn't even grant you the privilege of staying over for the night, or a ride back to your place, when you walk home in the cold night, scantily dressed, with your ripped tights on, shivering with the beginnings of fingertip shaped bruises on your neck and waist, your underwear wet with his cum, lip gloss nothing but a smeared pinkish tint all around your lips, and mascara running down your face, that you wonder if he just says the words “I love you” to keep you complacent and always returning to his unmade bed. 

But there’s always such a sincere look on his face when he spends time with you beyond the realm of his dingy bedroom, the way he hangs onto every word you say even when he couldn't care less about whatever topic you talk to him about, laughing at all your jokes, even when they're not funny, and the way he always wants you around even if he’s just mindlessly gaming all day. Matt even asks for your help when he dyes his hair with that shitty black box dye. He always tells you to leave when Mello comes over to his place, yet seems to like the way you and Mello get along. You can never quite wrap your mind around the way you’ll spend a night crying and alone, wondering if you mean anything at all to Matt beyond a good fuck, and then the very next morning he’ll wrap his arms around you and kiss the back of your bruised neck as you make coffee in his kitchen. 

You’d think he barely considers you a close friend, and you certainly aren't his girlfriend, but he’s always your most recent text message and phone call, and it feels like you spend more time with him than you do anyone else in your life. He once told you that you, Mello, and his plug were the three people he sees the most often. Yet nothing ever changes between the two of you, he never gets serious with you, never pulls you close, but never pushes you away either, always keeps you just at arm's length. You spend so much time with him but it still feels like you know nothing about him. You just don't get him at all.

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moral of the story - matt is probably your boyfriend and just bad at communication (mf got a 3/10 in social skills) but honestly who knows with that guy

[morbiderotica]

could you do reader having a threesome with matt and mello (established relationship) please? 😳

─ ★ bend me over! … fem!reader

"Look at you." Mello cooed from behind you, his cock rutting deep into your cunt. "What a little slut." Matt chimed in with his head thrown back in pleasure. You gagged as Matt's cock hit the back of your throat.

"You like that? You like sucking Matt's cock while I take you from behind?" Mello's fingertips indented your skin, his teeth gritted together, basking in the pleasure. Your moans and whines were muffled and tears were forming in your eyes.

Matt whimpered as he got closer to orgasm. "Fuckk." He sucked in a sharp breath. "Sucking me off so good." He praised, his hand tugging on your hair harshly. Your body felt weak and your arms trembled and struggled to keep you up, your hand grasping Matt's thigh for support.

Mello's pace was slow but rough, pulling all the way out and brutally pounding back into your throbbing cunt. Your clitoris ached from lack of attention, your cunt clenching repeatedly trying to stimulate your clit. Mello soon got the hint, wrapping his arm around your body and letting his fingers work your clit.

"So fucking needy." Mello groaned as you clenched around him again. "Fuck, cumming." Matt whined as his orgasm approached, his hand in your hair pulling your hair as he came. His cum coating your mouth.

"Swallow." Mello commanded knowing Matt was too fucked out to say anything right now. You complied with Mello's demand, swallowing Matt's load. "Good girl." He kissed your shoulder as you regained your breath, being able to breathe better now that Matt's cock wasn't fucking your throat.

Matt lazily pets your hair as if to apologize for tugging on it so hard earlier. Mello's grip on your hips tightened and his thrusts became sloppy. He groaned as he came into the condom, your cunt milking his cock.

He continued to fuck you, helping you reach your own climax. Quiet whines and moans filled the room as Mello overstimulated himself. You bit your lip as you felt the familiar knot form. "Please, Mello!" You moaned, your throat still sore from the earlier events.

Matt slid himself under you, moving Mello's hand away from your clit and replacing it with his tongue. "Oh my god!" Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you cum. Your arms and legs shaking, and your body ready to collapse.

Mello fucked you through your orgasm, pulling out when he thought you've had enough. Matt still laid under you, his tongue still messing with your clit, thoroughly enjoying the way you squirmed from the overstimulation.

"Do you think I can make her cum again?" He asked Mello with a laugh. The vibrations of his laughter make your cunt wet again. Mello brings his fingers down to your cunt, checking how wet you already were. "She's fucking soaking." He laughed as he mocked you.

Matt brought his tongue to your entrance, checking Mello's hypothesis. He smirked when he felt how wet you were. Matt leaned all the way back on the bed, pulling you by your thighs onto his face. You bit your lip as he began fucking his tongue into you.

Mello moved in front of you, sitting you up instead of your position on all fours. "You alright?" He wiped some of Matt's cum off your face with his thumb, sucking it off his finger after. You nodded as you moaned with your mouth agape.

Mello straddled Matt's hips and grabbed his half-hard cock, rubbing both of their cocks together. Matt whimpered at the contact. You could feel your second orgasm approaching. You watched intently as your boyfriends chased their second orgasms.

"Oh fuck, Matt." Mello groaned, Matt's face still buried in your cunt. "Fuck, 'm gonna cum!" You gasped out, grinding yourself on Matt's face eager for your orgasm. Matt whined, the pleasure of you on his face and Mello on his cock was too much for him. You and Matt came at the same time, letting out moans as you did so.

"Both of you are such sluts." Mello degraded with a groan. You moved off Matt's face, sitting next to him as you watched Mello continue to rub their cocks together. "Mello, fuck, fuck, fuck." He draped an arm over his eyes as Mello overstimulated him.

It wasn't long until Mello was cumming onto Matt's stomach. "Holy fuck." Mello's breath was heavy, his hands rubbing soothing patterns on Matt's waist. "You okay, pretty boy?" Matt nodded already drifting off to sleep.

[vamphorica]

I'm never beating the Catholicism Allegations.

[flutter-hot-butter]

HIII

Can i request some mail jeevas smut head canons from death note

Thank you!

Of course, of course!

Mail Jeevas smut headcanons

🎮Matt enjoys roleplay

🎮In fact, it's an instant turn on when you cosplay as a video game character, even if it isn't meant to be sexual in any way

🎮Matt is faily dominant, and likes to give commands during sex

🎮Matt is the king of foreplay, and knows just where and how to touch you to turn you on

🎮He isn't really into public sex, except when it's in the car

🎮Matt likes to leave hickeys. He enjoys them even more when they're not that easy to hide.

🎮Matt loves getting blowjobs

🎮Matt isn't against using toys, and doesn't mind when things get a little kinky

🎮He is okay with cuddling after sex, as long as he can light a cigarette as well.

🎮He's know to sent dirty texts whe you're away and he is in the mood

🎮Matt is okay with watching porn together

[hellfirebride]

Below The Belt

Death Note Edition

Minors get the fuck out of my house, I'm talking abt cock.

L

Don't make me laugh. A lot of coarse, dark hair that he doesn't even attempt to touch. The man's got a bush.

Around 14.13 cm (roughly 5.6 inches), a little below average on the girth but if anyone can find a way to make up for it, it'd be him. I want to say uncut but the idea scares me. Please wash your dick, Mr. Lawliet.

More of a grower than a shower, so those baggy pants aren't hiding much at a first glance.

Curved slightly to the left and darker than the rest of his skin. Throbs a lot.

Light

Keeps himself tidy, but not to the point that he's obsessive over it.

Around 14.58 cm (roughly 5.7 inches), average girth. Cut.

A shower. Hello yes, normal man with average cock and balls, not at all a narcissistic serial murderer.

Very small right curve, barely noticeable. Very veiny.

Mello

Well groomed or outright waxed depending on circumstances. If he let it grow in, it'd be a bit shaggy and a few shades darker than the rest of the hair on his body.

Around 15.77 cm (roughly 6.2 inches), about average girth. Uncut.

Absolutely a grower. You think he could get away with leather pants that tight if he wasn't? Have you seen how he poses in them?

Honestly kinda pretty as far as dicks go. A slight curve upwards and a particularly sensitive tip.

Near

Surprisingly thin and soft hair, a little curly. He doesn't pay any attention to it and probably won't without you mentioning it to him.

Around 16.71 cm (roughly 6.6 inches, don't tell Mello), average girth. Cut

A shower, but you can hardly tell with how loose the clothes he wears usually are.

Straight as an arrow and a very pretty soft pink. Absolutely leaks pre the moment you start touching him.

Matt

Wirey, thick hair he shaves into a manageable patch. Would probably fuck around and try to shave it into shapes at your request.

Around 15.52 cm (roughly 6.1 inches) . Fat cock Matt, fat cock Matt, fat cock Matt. Uncut.

A shower and he knows it. Ahem, his goggles are up here, thank you very much.

No curves, but it looks angry as hell when he's turned on. So red it's almost purple.

Don't ask me for more accurate conversions to exact inch-age. I went into the arts specifically so I didn't have to do math, you think I'm gonna do dick math? The length estimations originated from me looking at the average lengths of people from the places I think the guys came from, but I gave everyone an extra centimeter (call that inflation lmao.) From an American perspective, it's sorta surprising to see all the places that don't commonly practice circumcision. So I guess I've learned something from my cock research.

[pyreneese]

My time has come, that one rarepair I saw only one time here in Tumblr and it never came back again... Matt and Sayu, please, please, pleeeeeeeeeeeeease

0-0 ooh this *is* a rarepair. I've never even heard of this one lol! But I'm willing to give it a go ^w^. Enjoy the sexy hcs lol.

-Matt is a surprisingly tender lover, making sure she's okay and that nothing hurts. Also an attentive aftercare king. If there's anything Sayu complains about, it's that he loves having a smoke after sex.

-Sayu's kink is cockwarming Matt while he's playing his game. It's fun distracting and almost making him lose as she drives him crazy with every little move. He pretends to be annoyed about it, but they both know he wouldn't change a thing.

-Matt's a boobs guy. He can't get enough of her. So she'll casually walk around shirtless just to tease him. He easily gets mesmerized, following after her like a lost puppy.

-Sayu will wear Matt's clothing. They're warm and she finds them comfortable, especially his underwear. Just for fun, he'll sometimes try on her clothing. He once entered the room in a dramatic flourish wearing her thongs and asked if he looked good in them. She grinned and said he'd look better out of them. Matt readily obliged.

-They've had car sex a few times. Although they prefer a bed, there is something so deliciously taboo about them getting so hot and bothered that Matt has to pull over into some random parking lot because they can't keep their hands off of each other.

[cat3ch1sm]

This is so awkward, but I was wondering if you could write hcs for if the reader called L, Mello, Near, and Matt "daddy" or "sir" or something else along those lines during sex? 😭 (if not that's totally fine I just got a mental image of Mello being like "what-" and I'm seeking other opinions lol)

🐸~ loll!! don't worry i have gotten much worse requests than this, this isn't at all awkward. this request seemed fun lol i hope u enjoy! i love u lots and thanks for ur support<33

nsfw ahead, gn!reader, sub!reader

how they'd react to being called daddy/sir during sex~ wammy boys

matt

~ it just slipped from your lips in the heat of the moment. you had been really hazy and a bit delirious and matt had been deep inside you when it just popped out. and yes, it did catch him by surprise for about half a second since he wasn't expecting it and it wasn't something you'd ever called him before. but in the same half a second he was caught off guard, matt decided he loved it. he doesn't say anything about it in the moment, but it was the way you said it, with your shaky voice barely coherent and your pretty eyes crossed, overwhelmed with pleasure. matt takes it as a sign that he's doing a really good job, and best believe he makes it his mission to get one of those out of you again every time you two get intimate. on the other hand, expect pretty relentless teasing about it. matt both finds it amusing and a hell of a turn on how easily he can get you off, how he can make you just lose yourself like that.

~ "hey, matt, can you get that over there for me?"

~ "don't you mean daddy?"

~ "you are the worst."

mello

~ mello is someone who enjoys being in control during sex. so when you moan that in this pathetic, trembling voice, pleading with tears pricking the corners of your eyes for him to keep going, it's really such a rush for him. the brief moment of surprise at the unexpected title is quickly swept away by the surge of pride, almost arrogant in its nature. you've fully surrendered yourself to him; your pleasure is in his hands; you've acknowledged his power over your body. he'll probably get rougher in the moment, and later on in future intimate encounters he'll outright make you say it, denying you any release until you do, over and over and over.

near

~ although near does usually prefer it when you both are equals during sex, he can't help the swell of satisfaction in his heart when you call him that. after all, he has an ego like every other man on this list, and near gets something out of being at least somewhat in control, even in your sexual encounters where he does normally prefer not for anyone to be dominant. it's not like he needs to hear you say it every time, but near certainly doesn't mind when you do. besides, it means you like what he's doing and he's making you feel good, which is what he wants most.

ryuzaki

~ he probably spends the most time being surprised out of anybody else on this list. he doesn't have anything against it- besides, it would probably kill the mood if ryuzaki paused mid-sex to ask about it and what brought it on- but he just is somebody who likes having answers. so he may or may not literally interview you about it later- did he do something different? is that something that might happen again? what prompted you to call him that? he must know, even if you can hardly even sit up or form a full sentence yet.

[byechristopher]

Quiet [0.2].

-MATT STURNIOLO SMUT.

PART ONE.

Author's note: Y'ALL, I have been gone for more than a month, oof.. anyways, I still love y'all. I like to believe that I am back now.. but we'll see. I am a very spontaneous bitch, you see. Enough with the rambling. Matt smut. Part two. Let's go. Do not copy/steal my work. :)

Warnings: long, filthy smut, car sex in the middle of nowhere, matt is a dom, etc. Minors dni! Also, didn't proofread.

I hated how much I wanted more, straight away. I can still feel his fingers inside me and still, that isn't enough. Once the movie ended, he retained his embrace, a gesture I welcomed. The cool touch of his silver chain on the back of my neck and the gentle pressure from the rings on his fingers created a sensation, not quite reaching the point of discomfort.

"Tell them you gotta leave." Matt whispers in my ear and I realise that he wasn't lying earlier – we're going to his car. Good God.

I don't have to respond, not even nod, I just get up (after making sure I'm wearing my pants correctly, of course) and head to the kitchen, where my other friends are.

"Y'all, I'd love to stay for another movie but I have to leave. My roommate has locked herself out."

Lies, lies, lies. But I didn't care enough to feel bad, not when I was about to get eaten by Matthew.

Speaking of the devil, "I can take you home. I have to leave too anyway."

And with that, we were out of the apartment. Not wasting any time, we almost run towards the car and Matt starts driving almost right away. Despite still looking appealing, his hair appears noticeably more disheveled than earlier in the day, and he seems slightly flustered.

My hand lands on his clothed thigh gently, rubbing it up and down, and he gives me a warning glare, "I'm driving."

"I know." is the only thing I say before my hand travels up to his crotch.

He casts me a disapproving glance, yet he refrains from stopping me; he's curious about the extent of my boldness. What he doesn't know is that, in his presence, I disregard all limits. With that determination, I unzip his pants, gradually lowering both his pants and boxers to expose him. The image of Matt glancing between me, the road, and his attempts to drive with his dick hard against his tummy, is one that I doubt will ever fade from my mind.

I spit in my hand and wrap my fingers around his cock, earning a soft moan of relief from him. I start moving my hand up and down, rotating my wrist while looking at him.

"Be careful, Matty." I whisper, leaning in to give him a kiss on the cheek and I know he would probably fuck the shit out of me now if he could.

"Fuck.." he grunts, knuckles turning white on the steering wheel, his hips bucking.

I lean down to wrap my lips around the tip and he almost loses control; I give it a sloppy kiss and then pull away, returning back to my seat as if nothing happened.

Matt shoots me one of his infamous death glares before abruptly pulling over. His actions unfold too quickly for me to fully grasp; he hastily adjusts his pants and signals for me to shift to the backseat, a command I promptly follow.

Without uttering a word, I observe him as he exits the car and then moving to the backseat as well, internally appreciating the fact that he owns a large, spacious car. I am sitting on the middle seat, he hooks his fingers under my panties and pants, pulling them down and then completely taking them off.

"You think teasing me is funny?" he hums, he spreads my legs wide open, placing my feet on each seat, fully exposing me to him. His hands move underneath my butt, his fingers digging into the soft skin as he pushes my hips upwards – my pussy a breath away from his hungry mouth.

"You know, I kept thinking.." he whispers, his hands caressing my thighs, "..when you came on my fingers.." he continues, his fingers dangerously close to my core, "..how much I wanted your juices in my mouth instead." he looks at me, giving me a small smile.

"Matty, please.." I sigh, I can feel my wetness dripping down already.

"And you know, I get anything I want." he nods, his index finger pressing my clit, earning a loud moan from me. He starts rubbing small circles on it, placing soft kisses on the lips.

Now teasing my most sensitive part with his thumb, he leans in, sticking his warm tongue out to lick my wet entrance, moaning. With his fingers on each side of my pussy, he spreads it delicately as he presses his tongue flat against my clit, rubbing it while letting the tip of it poke my entrance.

"Matt.. fuck.. please!" you can hear a mixture of frustration, anticipation and pleasure in my voice, but it most certainly doesn't make Matt move faster.

"You're dripping, sweetheart." he chuckles, amused. His tongue reaches all the way down, and then up to my clit, eventually wrapping his lips around it and sucking it.

I let my head fall backwards, pulling my shirt up to reveal my breasts – I quickly grab both of them, pinching the nipples while Matt is licking hungrily down there, as if he hadn't eaten for days. He pushes his tongue inside of me and I almost cum right then and there; he notices that, so he takes his tongue out slowly and then shoves it back in. He keeps doing that while teasing my clit with his thumb.

"Yes, yes, yes.. please.." I plead and whimper, I don't exactly know what I'm pleading for.

I let go of one breast to grab a fistful of Matt's hair instead, tugging at it and pushing his head towards my core even more (not that it was even possible, Matt was practically buried in my pussy, tongue inside of me, his nose pressed against my clit). I can feel him moving his tongue, still fucking me with it as he rubs and pinches my clit with his fingers – his free hand moves to my other breast, squeezing it and smacking it.

"Matty.. Matty, I – I'm.. fuck!" I cry out but he never stops, "I'm cumming.. I'm – yes.." and with that last word, I shake and tremble underneath his touch, finally letting go on his tongue, which he embraces with love, making sure not a single drop of my wetness goes to waste.

"That's my baby.." he praises and if I wasn't so lost in pleasure, I would've blushed.

He carefully grabs my legs, placing them on his shoulders as he presses kisses all over my thighs, making sure I calm down before we do anything else.

"Matt.." I moan gently, looking at him.

"Don't look at me like that. Your voice already makes it hard for me." he hums, squeezing my legs every now and then.

"Can you sit down instead? I wanna taste you." my hands squeeze my breasts.

"Can I ever deny you when you're looking at me like that, hm?" it is a rhetorical question but it still makes me laugh.

I move to the other seat while he takes my place, quickly taking his pants and boxers off, leaving his with his hoodie on. Before i start anything, he cups my cheeks and pulls me closer, kissing my nose and then my lips. I get down on my knees, in the same place he was earlier, almost drooling at the sight of his cock. It looks big and hard, and wet, and red. Hell.

"Come on, baby." he encourages, smiling while his hand grabs my chin, bringing me closer.

I nod, smiling, leaning in to grab the base with my hand, bringing his cock closer to my mouth and then eventually wrapping my lips around it. I move my mouth up and down the tip, just to tease him a little, looking up at him as I push my head further down. The more of him I take into my mouth, the more it stretches around him, making me drool all over his dick.

"Mmm, princess, that's it. You can take it." I'm not sure if it's a statement or a disguised warning but I take it either way.

He cups my cheeks and pushes me down on him, my watering eyes struggling to maintain eye contact. He looks at me with pride, almost, as he keeps my head in place while moving his hips, pushing his cock in and out of my mouth. I choke and gag around him but thay doesn't stop me, nor him.

"I'm close.. fuck." he groans, biting down on his bottom lip as he lets go of my head, moving one arm behind the seat and grabbing my hand gently with his free hand.

I move my mouth up and down, sucking his cock hungrily while looking at him, almost feeling it throb in my mouth – my free hand squeezes his thigh and my other hand, squeezes his.

"That's it.. that's it.." he moans, "..open your mouth, stick your tongue out.." he orders and I obey, jerking him off instead, "I wanna see your pretty mouth filling with my cum." he says and I moan just at the thought.

I move my hand up and down his cock, mouth open and tongue sticking out just like he ordered, looking at him the whole time. With a loud moan and groan from him, I can feel his warm cum landing on my tongue, slowly but steadily filling my mouth.

"Fuck.. baby.." he moans, caressing my hair, not daring to look anywhere else but me, "..open your mouth, let me see." he says and I know he wants to see a clean mouth. So that's exactly what I show him; he grins, "mm, such a good girl, aren't you?" yet another rhetorical question but again, it makes me smile either way.

He leans in to grab me and pull me into his lap, hugging me close to him as he lets me bury my face into his neck, breathing in his delicious scent, "you good, darling?" he whispers.

"More than good." I mumble against his skin and I can feel him chuckle, his hands rubbing up and down my back, his lips placing kisses on my head.

"You taste amazing." he whispers to tease me and it works; I can feel the blush creeping up my cheeks and I'm glad he's not able to see me.

"So do you." he pulls away just a bit to give me a kiss on the lips.

[chuulyssa]

“ready for our date yet?”

“shut up,” you replied. “it’s only mcdonalds.”

“it’s a mcdonalds date!”

“no, it’s not. and i have to change,” you said, fully aware that when you bent over to find something to wear from your clothing rack, his eyes were on your curves, his jaw clenched, and his lips drawn into a little smirk.

DAZAI GOJO vanitas SANJI denji lmaoo ZENITSU miroku JEAN nikolai mello MATT eren TOJI

[mattluvr]

⋆·˚ ༘ * a pure smut matt sturniolo oneshot !

( soft!dom!matt, oral — f!receiving, overstimulation, praise, pet names, suggested blowjob at end )

matt loves to overstimulate you.

it’s one of his favourite sights; you, fucked out with a heaving chest as he pulls orgasm after orgasm out of you. usually it’s on his dick, the way your walls contract consistently around him making him dizzy with lust, but today he’s decided to go for something different.

overstimulate you on his tongue alone.

which is why you find yourself basked in the dim light of your boyfriend’s bedroom, covers strewn around you. you’ve already reached your high with matt’s head nestled between your thighs twice, and right now, three seems a little ambitious. hence his firm grip on your hips, pinning you to the bed.

“ma-att.” you moan, attempting to wriggle away from him without much success as his tongue prods your bundle of nerves again. “i’m too sensitive. i caaaaan’t.”

“stop whining.” he mumbles, fingers digging into your flesh, pulling you closer.

his tongue moves away from your clit then, running down your folds, probing your entrance, raw by this point, open, and you mewl into the thick air hanging over you. he’s opening you up at the seams, unraveling you bit by bit. and whilst you are sensitive, and have a tendency to complain about the smallest thing, you’re enjoying every minute of this treatment.

“shit, right there.”

spurred on your praise, matt pushes his tongue deeper, bumping his nose upwards to hit that spot that craves touch the most and you gasp, hand flying down to grip his hair. this contact makes him groan against your heat, and you buck your hips up, all sensitivity gone, impatience now settling in.

you need that third orgasm like it’s fucking water.

“would you keep still, kid?” matt mutters, his rings biting you as body begins to grow restless, each limb pulsing with carnal desire. “you’re not gonna get this fucking orgasm if you’re constantly trying to wriggle away from me.”

“sorry.” you say, weakly, dissolving into a string of moans. god, matt is talented with his tongue. you make a mental note to let him do oral more often.

“that’s it. my girl.”

oh fuck. with that simple sentence, you’re on the brink, climax looming over you, and you cry out into the air. matt does not slow down his ministrations, instead moving away from your entrance, back up to your clit, where he attaches his lips and practically tries to suction it off.

and then you’re cumming. all over the lower half of matt’s face, his mouth slick with your juices. his eyes dart up at the feeling of you contracting around him, a smirk lining his face, and before you can see the third orgasm all the way through, matt is back on your clit, like your cunt is his favourite meal and he can’t get enough.

“holy fu-uck, matt!” your hips stutter upwards, tears pricking your waterline as you begin to feel the pressure once again, everything becoming almost too much. “i don’t think i can, shit. ‘s too much, baby.”

“cmon, sweetheart. one more, for me?” matt pleads, his tongue now lazily flicking your sensitive bud, sending jolts of pleasure flying up your spine.

his eyes then meet yours again, yours wide with pleasure, his dark with lust, a smirk coiling onto his upper lip. “you know the safe word. say it and i’ll stop.”

you nod; raspberry, your favourite fruit, but the way matt’s tongue feels against you is hazing your mind, making you want to do anything but shout the word aloud. maybe just one more wouldn’t do any harm.

so, you shuffle your hips around, receiving matt’s death grip in response, a welcoming feeling now, and as he sucks back onto your swollen bundle of nerves, you no longer resist the shaking of your thighs, the beating of your heart in your throat.

“i’m cumming.” you whisper, the peak of your fourth orgasm hitting you hard and fast, and you moan as your walls pulsate.

matt knows then that you’ve had enough, and pulls away from your aching cunt, moving to sit up beside you. your head instantly gravitates to his lap, where you have a few seconds peace before you feel him stiffening beneath you.

you sit up, smirking, hand beginning to palm matt over his sweats, the instant subtle whimpers like music to your ears.

“my turn.” you hum, fingers dipping under the waistband of his pants. because you also love to overstimulate matt.

[babygirlmurdock]

Devil’s Work

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: 18+!!!! my god this is so NSFW please don’t read if you’re under age my god. oral (f!recieving) this is literally only matt taking care of his lady so dom!matt (i guess?) THAT FUCKING SLUTTY CHAIN OF HIS MY GODDDD !!!!!!! also some religious stuff (not really a kink but just to be safe!)

Taglist: @bellaxgiornata @abucketofweird @sleepysleepymom

Author’s note: Like literally all of us, I could not get this .01 second clip of darling Matthew doing to TOWN on that neck with his slutty little gold chain. I have also never ever written smut before so you all have to be nice to me (kidding, but please be kind I’m sensitive LMAO) Enjoy my sweets!!!!

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Matthew Murdock, where do you even begin with him? For starters, the man is like an angel sent from heaven above. Never in your life have you dated somebody more understanding, caring and passionate in your life. Somebody that checks all your boxes. There was a side of Matt that he has only told you about but he has never shown you.

Daredevil.

When Matt told you that he was the masked vigilante running around on roofs all hours of the night, you were rightfully upset. All the countless lies about where he has been. You thought he had been cheating for the longest time. You finally confronted him after being so frustrated with the lies.

“So are you cheating on me?! Is that why you have scrapes on your chest and a bruise? Who is it, Matt?” Tears welled up in your eyes as your voice cracked.

“No—I, I would never think for a second to give another woman what I give you. I love you and only you.”

“That doesn’t sound convincing! Matt, all the clues are there. You’re out late at night, I have no idea where you are. I am up like a nervous fucking wreck.. I—I can’t handle this anymore,” you held your head in your hands as you tried to steady your breath.

“Do you really want to know?” Matt stepped towards the closet.

“Yes, my God with all my fucking chest. Please Matty, I love you too much. I don’t want it to be true that you found better.”

“Fine,” Matt opened the closet doors and pulled out his father’s old boxing trunk. Your head cautiously turned to the side as your heart rate sped up. Matt’s breath was shaky unbuckling the clasps of the trunk. Moving the two top shelves off revealing something red. His fingers brushed the crimson red horned helmet, he grabbed it and turned around with it in his hands. “I’m Daredevil.”

It’s been six months now since you had the conversation with Matt about his other side. You have your moments with it, like aiding him to health after being beaten half to death and making sure he’s somewhat presentable for court in the morning. It gives you anxiety, but you know Matt, you know his skills. You see him on the news, and feel secure that he’s doing the right thing.

Tonight was different. He’s usually back at the apartment by 2AM the absolute latest. It’s almost 2:30AM and he hasn’t made a single peep about being home late. You start frantically Googling if the police found Daredevil dead in a river, or hung up in front of the church.

Doom scrolling on your phone, you heard the roof door unlatch. Letting out a relieved breath, you got up in front of the couch and hurried over to the stairs.

“Thank God. I was getting worried, Matty. I was afraid I was going to have to call Foggy or Karen and ask if they’d seen you.”

Matt made his way down the steps removing his gloves and helmet as he made his way down. He stalked his way over to you, placed a callused palm on the back of your neck and kissed you like you’ve never been kissed before. This has a purpose to it, hunger. Desperate for more. Your hand landed on his leather covered bicep as you moaned into his mouth practically begging for him to kiss you more.

“Shower,” Matt demanded. You thought Matt came home. No, this was still the Devil out to play. You kind of liked it though.

Walking to the bathroom, you stripped off all your clothing, turned the shower on, got in and waited for Matt. Letting the hot water run down your naked body, your eyes fell shut as your hands started roaming your body. Hearing the bathroom door open and shut again, Matt shortly joined you.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about how badly I needed to touch you tonight,” Matt’s hands traced your sides and landed on your ass, causing your head to fall back in pleasure.

“Then why did it take you so long to get home?” Your hands fiddled with the gold cross dangling from his neck.

“Cops were taking too long to show up. I eventually just tied them to a pipe on a roof and hoped somebody could find them,” Matt said as his lips kissed up your neck. Your breath hitched as Matt’s teeth grazed the spot where your neck meets your clavicle.

Grabbing his face to pull him closer to that sweet spot on your neck and letting out a breathless moan.

“Matt,” you breathed out as he began to kiss down your body, getting on his knees before you.

Matt put one of your legs on his shoulder to get a better angle of you. Matt hungrily kissing your inner thighs, making sure to antagonize you with each one. Gazing down at him making his way to your center, pushing his hair back so you can get a better look at his face reaching dangerously close to your heat.

“Fuck, Matt, I can’t wait any longer, please,” you pleaded him. You felt his smirk against his thigh and he looked up to you.

“Good girls have patience, sweetheart.”

Matt has never called you good girl in that tone before. And boy, did it do something to you. Matt caught the skip in your heartbeat which caused him to run his fingers along your folds. Your knees nearly buckled at his light touch as you let out a whiney moan.

“You really are letting the Devil out, huh?” you said, sucking your teeth.

“Oh, we’re just getting started,” Matt’s voice was a deep growl. Unlocking something feral in him, his mouth dove to your pussy, getting a surprised high pitched moan out of you.

Your hand immediately went to grab the slippery tile wall for some leverage as Matt devoured you below.

“God, fuck,” you breathlessly let out. Your hand grabbing onto his shoulder leaving nail marks on it. Matt was eating you out like you were his last meal on earth. Trying to grab whatever you can so you don’t fall to your knees as he sucked on your clit and entered two fingers inside you.

“Talk to me, sweetie. Do you like that?” Matt said.

“God, yes, I need you to fuck me, Matthew,” you said trying to catch your breath as Matt hooked his fingers up inside you. Matt took his fingers out of you and stood up. Pressing your back against the cold tile, causing your skin to prick up as the hot water wasn’t touching you anymore.

Matt took hold of your face and fiercely kissed you, getting a mix of his saliva and yourself. Both of you moaning against each other’s lips, your arms draped over his broad shoulders, as he scooped you up against the wall.

Your tongues intertwined with one another as you felt his hardness against you, just aching to enter.

“I’ve got you,” he said against your mouth as he slowly entered you.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, adjusting to his girth. “Mm, fuck, Matt.”

Your hands gripped his shoulders as he pumped in and out of you. Your moans got louder as his pace quickened. His biceps flexing to hold you up as he was fucking you, deeper and deeper with each thrust.

“You take me so good. That’s my girl,” Matt set you down and turned you around against the glass of the shower door. Your nipples puckered against the glass and Matt thrusted himself into you. His one hand on the front of your throat and one on your stomach. His pace quickened and his cross gently tapping between your shoulder blades with each thrust.

“Matty, I’m about to cum,” you whined out.

“Not yet, I’m not done with you,” Matt snarled. His lips met the back of your neck, starting to nip at it. The room filled with your moans and Matt’s grunts. “You feel so good, my girl.”

Your body was practically begging to orgasm all over Matt. His cock hitting the right mark every thrust, you didn’t want it to end, but exhaustion was quickly taking over you.

“Please, please, I’m almost there,” you become more breathless. Matt’s hand lowered to your clit and started to go in circles.

“Fuck, oh my god, I’m so close,” you cried out as Matt was edging you towards your orgasm.

“Cum for me, sweetheart,” Matt’s hands on your hips now, thrusting deeper and rougher each time. “You’re doing so good for me.”

Your own hand reached towards your clit, rubbing in circles for only a few seconds before Matt’s hand grabbed your wrist and pinned your hands against the glass.

“That’s my job to make you cum.” Matt growled in your ear, sending you over the edge.

“Oh, God,” you said through your gritted teeth.

“God has nothing to do with this, sweetheart. He sent the Devil for you,” Matt bit your neck and sucked on it, definitely leaving a mark for you to deal with.

Letting your orgasm overtake you, letting all of Hell’s Kitchen know who is fucking you into oblivion. Matt’s orgasm shortly following yours, he pulled out of you.

Turning yourself around to face him, your legs nearly giving out underneath you, Matt let out a chuckle, holding you up. Trying to catch your breath, Matt gently kissed your lips. You looked at Matt’s scratch marks you so graciously gave him, letting your hand run over them, meeting with the chain of his cross, taking it in your left hand and kissing it.

Matt and yourself finished up the shower. Stepping out, you looked in the mirror, examining your neck. Matt came up behind you and started sweetly kissing your shoulders.

“How will I explain to my job why I’m wearing a scarf in 86 degrees?”

“Raccoon attack. You took that little beast on with your own hands and it put up a fight,” Matt devilishly smiled at you in the mirror.

“Yeah sure, because I’m the raccoon wrangling type,” you rolled your eyes.

“I expect nothing less actually,” Matt matter-of-factly said.

You laughed at him, turning around kissing his lips and he deepened it.

“Something tells me that was only round one out of whenever the sun comes up.” You slyly said.

“Like I said, we’re just getting started,” Matt picked you up and brought you to your shared bedroom.

“Let the Devil out,” You kissed him passionately, mentally coming up with reasons to call out of work tomorrow.

[morbiderotica]

hey can i please request reader with matt and mello having some steamy foreplay? 😳

─ ★ into it … afab!reader

You could feel Mello's bulge underneath you when you sat on his lap. His hands immediately came up to cup your tits. Matt was kneeling in front of you. His fingers hooked around the waistband of your shorts, pulling them off and throwing them somewhere. The room was dimly lit, but you could see that the walls were adorned with posters of various rock bands.

As the two men continued their ministrations, you couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration mixed with apprehension. Matt leaned down, leaving sloppy kisses on your thigh, Mello copying Matt's actions, though on your neck. The sensations were overwhelming, but you found yourself wanting more.

Mello's hands traveled under your shirt, playing with your hardening nipples. You whined when Matt ghosted his finger over your clit. The pleasure was intense, and you couldn't help but writhe underneath their touch. You felt like you were on fire, your body responding to their every move.

"Oh, god." You threw your head back onto Mello's shoulder. You clenched around nothing and bucked your hips up as Matt pulled your underwear further up. The fabric glides across your clit in just the right way. "So needy." Mello laughs into your neck, his breath hot against your skin.

Your body was on fire with desire, and you could feel a wave of heat spreading through you with every touch of Matt and Mello. You found yourself getting lost in the moment. You could feel yourself getting wetter with every passing moment, and you couldn't help but moan in pleasure.

Mello’s breath was hot against your skin. You felt his bulge pressing against your ass as your ground down on him, and you knew that he was just as turned on as you were. You could hear the sound of his heartbeat in your ear, and it only served to heighten your arousal.

You were so needy at that moment, and you couldn't help but crave more of their touch. "Please" you moaned, your voice filled with desire. "I need you more."

Mello let out a low chuckle, clearly enjoying your reaction. "You're so hot when you're like this," he whispered in your ear. The pleasure was intense, and you found yourself writhing underneath their touch, lost in a world of sensation. You knew that you were getting closer and closer to the edge by the second.

[emmasturnolio56]

✨Better version✨

Summary: Chris’s ex turns to Matt after she’s left heart broken and it takes a turn for the better

Warnings: sub!dom Matt, fem!reader, cussing, smut, thigh riding, fingering, o in v, jealousy,marking,squirting, dirty talk( lmk if I missed anything)

Notes: this is my first writing I really hope you guys like it and this has been an idea of mine for a while! Don’t steal my work!!

I look at my phone to see Matt calling me once again. It had been only a day since mine and Chris’s break up and Matt has been blowing up my phone ever since.

Me and Chris’s relationship lasted about 5 months before the relationship inevitably came to an end due to the fact that Chris had been acting like a child and wasn’t ready to be an actual boyfriend that could fur-fill my needs. He had always been afraid of committing to a relationship so this honestly didn’t surprise me but that didn’t mean it didn’t still hurt.

I picked up the phone to hear Matt let out a sigh of relive. “ Hey, how are you feeling?” Matt states, I can hear the nervousness in his voice. “ I’m fine really. You don’t have to keep checking in on me Matty.” I say with a light teasing in my tone. “ Well too bad because I’m pulling up to your house right now with a Carmel milkshake and mozzarella sticks.” (My fav) “What did I do to deserve you?” I say with a bright smile on my face. “Idk but I’m about five minutes away so I will see you in a sec.” He states and I hear the phone hang up.

Matt and me have always had a strange relationship. When we first met in middle school I knew we were gonna be friends but I didn’t know I was gonna be attached at the hip with him for the rest of my life. Me and Matt had been inseparable since the day we met. We did everything together, we even had our first kiss together (which was really embarrassing to think about). Me and Matt had been so close that me and his family had just naturally also become close which led me to dating Chris. When me and Chris started dating Matt was not a fan at all but of course him being his polite self didn’t say anything and just wanted us to be happy.

The truth was that me and Chris never truly were happy. I liked Chris but never really loved him and if I’m being honest, I think I was trying to turn him into Matt. I always deep down liked Matt but no one knew and no one ever would. I had no clue if he would even talk to me again if he knew my true feeling for him and I just couldn’t risk it.

I hear a knock at my door and quickly get up to go get it knowing who I’m going to be met with. I open the door to see Matt in a black wife beater and a pair of grey sweats with the food in his hands smiling at me. “Come in” I say with a big smile in my face. Matt immediately comes in and places the bag of food on the table and then turns around to hug me. “ I’ve missed you squirt.” That nickname was gonna be the death of me. He can up with it when we were kids and I was drinking a glass of milk and he made me laugh so hard the milk squirted out of my nose. He found it hilarious, I found it disgusting. “ I missed you too Matty” I feel so close to him in the hug yet not close enough. I take a deep breath in through my nose to be met with the scent of his cologne that I was a little too obsessed with. His arms wrap around my waist and mine around his neck. His head is lying in the crook of my neck as mine lays against his chest. I could stay here forever if allowed. He lifts his head up and begins to look at my face with his beautiful blue eyes. I look back making eye contact with him as we’re still in each others arms. “I knew you missed me but not this much damn” I say with a smirk on my face. “How could I not miss my girl.” As he says this my cheeks go tomato red. “Someone’s easily flustered.” Matt makes fun of me. “Shut up!” I say slapping his chest lightly and putting my hands over my face in embarrassment. “Don’t hide from me squirt, I like seeing how flustered I can make you just with my words.” At that my hands go down from my face and I look up to see him already staring down at me. My heart is about to beat out of its chest but before it does he breaks the silence.

“I wonder what else I could do to make you even more flustered” At this statement my eyes go wide and Matt chuckles at my reaction. I start to tear my gaze away from his face in embarrassment and look at the ground but Matt’s hand goes to my chin lifting my head up. “ Don’t be shy squirt it’s just me” I look back up at him and finally I give in and kiss him. At first he’s surprised by the sudden action but then he immediately sinks deeper into the kiss and groans into my mouth. His hands that were still wrapped around me from our hug starts to go lower and cup my ass making me moan into the kiss. This makes Matt insert his tongue into my mouth and I gladly comply. He suddenly lifts me up by my legs and I take the hint and wrap my legs around his torso all while still messily making out.

When he picks me up he immediately heads toward the coach and sits down on it, me sitting on top of him with my legs still wrapped around his waist. We continue making out and I start to move my hips back and forth on top of his thigh. He notices this and pulls away from my lips breathing heavily. “What a slut trying to ride my thigh huh?” He looks at me with lust filled eyes. “I’m sorry Matty” I say looking down at the couch. Matt brings my face to look at him with his hand gripping my chin “ I didn’t say I didn’t like it, be a good girl and strip for daddy and then get back on my thigh and get yourself off like the little slut you are.” I turn pink at his words. I never knew Matt could be this dominant and sexy but I was loving every second of it. I get up off his lap and stand up in front of him slowly taking my clothes off as he instructed me to.

Matt’s gaze stays fully focused on me as I strip for him. I start by taking my shorts off leaving me in my black lace thong that Matt can’t seem to look away from. Than I take me shirt off leaving me in a matching black lace bra that has Matt’s jaw on the floor. I go to sit back down on Matt’s lap before he stop me. “Unless you want me to make you come so many times you can’t see than I recommend you also take of the bra and underwear.” I do as I’m told taking both off as fast as possible and making my way back to his thigh. “You’re so pretty ma.” I sit fully back onto his thigh and start grinding my hips again immediately feeling the pleasure take over. As good as this felt tho I needed Matt inside of me.

“Mattyyy” I say almost in a whining tone. “ What is it baby?” He says while kissing down my neck. “I need you inside of me please!” I almost scream out while still riding his thigh. “Idk ma, idk if you deserve to come around my dick after being such a slut. Wanting to fuck me right after you and my brother break up? Suck a fucking whore.” I keep riding his thigh. “You’re mine. Only mine. Do you understand that squirt?” I moan at his dirty words as I’m still desperately trying to get off on his thigh. “Yes Matt I’m yours I was always yours! Fuck daddy please just fuck me!” At my words he takes his shirt off and kisses my neck harsher than before leaving a mark. Matt flips me over on the couch onto my back and starts pulling his sweatpants and boxers down. Before I knew it he was rubbing his tip up and down me to tease me even more. I get in my elbows to look down to be meet with the biggest dick I have ever seen. “You like what you see squirt?” I let out a moan as he pushes two fingers inside me pumping in and out at a fast pace. “Gotta stretch you out first ma” I moan at this and lift my hips up due to the pleasure. Matt immediately pulls his fingers out and uses his arms to slam my hips back on the couch.

Before I can complain Matt pushes himself inside me fully and I let out a moan that sounds like it’s straight from porn. He gives me a few seconds to adjust before slamming into me with no mercy at a rate I couldn’t even comprehend. “Matty!” I squeal as I’m being absolutely destroyed by Matt’s cock. “What’s wrong baby? Just a few seconds ago you were begging for daddy’s cock and now it’s to much for you huh? Such a slut.” I just moan at his words not even being able to form a sentence at this point. He continues relentlessly slamming into me and starts to rub circles around my clit. “Mhm fuck I’m gonna cum daddy!” I scream out as I feel my legs start to shake. “That’s right ma, come all over daddy’s cock. I bet I’m fucking you way better than Chris ever right baby?” I nod at his question as a long string of moans come from my mouth. “Use your words or I’m not gonna let you come ma.” I furrow my eyebrows at this trying my best to answer his question. “Fuck yes Matt! You fuck me so much better than he ever did! I’m yours Matty, fuck!” I let out a scream as I’m trying my hardest to not come right now. “Come with my ma.” And as soon as he finishes his sentence I’m squirting all over his stomach as the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had washes over me. Matt pulls out and strokes himself a few times before painting my stomach with his cum. Once he comes down from his high he looks down at me a presses a kiss to my nose before picking me up bridal style and taking me to the bathroom.

“The nickname squirt fits you even better now. You ever squirt like that before?” I nod my head at his question looking down as he sets me on the toilet to pee. “That’s the first time I’ve done that. I’m sorry.” I say still looking at the ground. While I’m peeing Matt starts the shower for us to get cleaned up in. “Never ever apologize to me for doing that. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. And I’m glad I’m the first to make you do it. I love you squirt.” I look up at him with tears in my eyes and I stand up almost falling but him helping me stand. “I love you more Matty.”

Notes: do not steal my work!! ughhh I hope you guys like this! I worked so hard on it 😭 plz be nice this is my first fic and any feedback is appreciated!