#matt healy smut

[wolferals]

MANCHESTER

Matty Healy x fem! reader

Warnings: none, pure fluff❤️

y/n's pov:

My casual 4pm stroll went as always, a big comfortable jacket, a pair of headphones playing some nostalgic songs and the chill autumn breeze messing up my hair.

This time, I walked to the east side. Manchester was pretty in fall. Especially the east, the pretty houses by the coast and the crazy amount of coffee shops.

It smelled like salt with a hint of smoke as I turned into a neighborhood right by the coast.

I liked that smell, it made me remember how much I loved my new home.

A few minutes past strolling around, I noticed a bench, surrounded by trees, right by the river. Immediately I walked up to it and made myself comfortable before I picked a new song to listen to.

I looked around, taking in the scenery, enjoying the view, smelling the autumn air and having the time of m life as chase atlantic was playing in my head.

Then, I noticed a man to my left, sitting by a coffee house on the doorstep. He was wearing a long coat and sunglasses and seemed to be busy with his phone while smoking a cigarette.

First, I wondered why he was sitting there all alone instead of being inside or actually finding a decent spot to sit at.

Then he looked up and noticed me staring.

It took him a few seconds but then he waved.

I was confused to why he waved at me. But then he got up. Putting out his cigarette, he made his way towards me. I got a bit nervous but sat up right and took my headphones off.

„Hey!" He exclaimed and took his sunglasses off.

Matty, i realized and got up.

„Oh my god hey!" I threw myself onto his neck and he hugged me back quickly.

„I can't believe you're here. You alright y/n?"

I let go of him and we both sat down.

„I'm great! I actually moved here about a month ago. I got sick of everything, needed a change. And i loved it here last time."

Matty smiled at me and replied:"Thats great! So how you liking Manchester?"

-„I love it, it's beautiful. Best choice I've ever made. I thought you were on tour tho."

Matty nodded and kept his eyes on me. „We were; we finished last week. It's good to be back."

I looked around us and realized how truly great all of this was. And it felt nice to see Matty again. It's been about 14 months since last time. We'd met through mutual friends and got along perfectly but had quickly realized that we'd be better off as friends. Not only due to the 10 year age gap but also due to his busy lifestyle and the fact that I'd lived across seas.

„You look incredible." He complimented me and I started to smile. „Thank you! I think the city is really good for me. But hey you too! I like the new look."

Pointing at his long black coat he chuckled.

„Thanks! I felt like it was long needed. I'm fucking old now."

We both laughed at that statement.

„Do you want to grab some coffee?" He spoke up, pointing at a building across the street.

„Yeah that'd be nice."

We made our way towards the coffee shop and ordered our usuals. „You still don't like black coffee huh?" He grinned as he watched me poor sugar and milk in my coffee.

„Nope it's still gross." He took a provocative sip of his cup and smiled. „Delicious."

-„You're gross." I laughed and pushed the door open to step back outside.

„So tell me, how have you actually been?" He nudged me into the side and I looked at him briefly.

„Good. I didn't lie before. I've been really good. Uni is still going good. I got to make a switch to this exchange program and my plan is to finish my bachelors or even my masters over here. Everything is good then, except the fact that I don't know a lot of people here yet."

-„That sounds amazing, I'm so happy for you! How come you didn't reach out? You knew I was around."

He sent me this look. The puppy eyes as I'd liked to call it.

„I-uh." I started but eventually finished:"I actually didn't think you would care much to see me again. After that conversation on the roof last year."

I remembered that night vividly.

Matty and I had been slightly drunk, talking about god and the universe when he'd suddenly complained about why I was so young and how come god didn't create me years sooner.

I'd always known that there was tension between Matty and me but I also knew that nothing could happen because he was older and I was young and naiv. Probably would've jumped a cliff for him.

„Yeah I know, so sorry for the shit I said. Probably had too much wine. But I'm so glad I ran into you!"

He smiled his smile. The Matty smile.

So simple yet so sweet and enticing.

[xoxo4chrisss]

𝙏𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙨 𝙬 𝙈𝙖𝙩𝙩 (𝙗𝙛)

warnings:fucking AGAIN 😛

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FINALLY TEXTS 🥸🥸

[shrenvents]

Miracle Aligner

Alex Turner Series

Series Masterlist

Summary: Who knew Alex Turner, frontman to one of the greatest bands of this generation had the worst luck in love. As a romantic who's quite familiar with heartbreak, Turner's grown sick of looking for a spark that will eventually burn him. So, while visiting a local pub, how was he supposed to know that a drunken Tuesday night, would change his sombre tune forever?

Inspired by the album Everything You've Come To Expect. Mature content (sexual acts, language) Original character.

Chapter one:

Aviation

Toronto, November 15, 2015

5:57 pm

Alex's POV

"That's enough Turner!" Zach yells over the various clamouring instruments. "You've been working on these songs for weeks and this was the best you got mate?" Jaime continues with a snort. "Yeah?" I huff, rolling my eyes.

Jaime and Zach exchange a knowing look before Zach pipes up again. "You know what Al? Why don't you call it a night, maybe go out, meet a few girls, have fun." He then glances to my right. "Miles you stay and finish your set."

"What's this?" I jest, bewildered by my bandmates.

"Sorry Al, the songs you've been writing these days just aren't the Shadow Puppets brand," Jaime trails off, looking more empathetic than his counterpart. My brows crease further into my eyelids and I dully unclasp the guitar strap from my shoulder. "My songs don't fit the 'brand' of my band?" I glare at them in disbelief as the two share another look.

"Sorry Al, but your material has been all doom and gloom these days." Miles now exclaims while avoiding my troubled expression. He pauses before continuing. "Your greatest hits are love songs, passionate shite." Miles's eyes then connect with my own, and I finally understand what he's implying. "It's been a while mate." His last statement was the final blow.

That's right, I haven't been with anyone for months, romantically, physically, and everybody knows it. These days I just find romance to be tiresome. Even a shag doesn't seem to excite me much anymore. I've simply gone mad, that's what it is.

Though they seem to have me all figured out, I refuse to give in to their remarks. "You lot have lost it. I'll come back when you've come to your senses!" I bark out while snatching up my guitar and jacket. The boy's faint snickers fill the room as I take off towards the door. "Aw c'mon, Al!" Jaime carries out, stifling his laughter. I slam the door behind me with unnecessary force, utterly infuriated.

Instantly after leaving the studio, I feel the blistering Canadian winter encase my narrow frame. "Bugger," I snit before whipping out my phone, in hopes an Uber would usher me away from this frost. To my dismay, because of the excessive snowfall, transport was either delayed or unavailable, and I had no interest in sticking around roadside. So, I switched to searching for a local pub, racing out of the cold.

...

After a numbing 10-minute journey, I reached a pub called Les Cactus and ripped open its wooden entrance, embracing its heat. Whilst I take a seat on the nearest bar stool, a flash of red catches the corner of my eyes. A waitress with her back turned serves drinks to a group of men who gawk at her with an unreserved fancy. Momentarily, I admire her long, fiery hair that flows down her fit backside. Fortunately, the incoming bartender removes me from my fairly pervy thoughts. "What can I get for ya buddy?" The bartender ranks down my features, odd excitement filling his own. "You got any Bulleit?" He smirks.

"Sure thing." He spins away from me, before quickly rotating back and whispering for my ears only, "Big fan by the way." I smile politely with a nod as he disappears into the bar to prepare my drink. My gaze returns to the space where the redhead once stood, which is now vacant. "Here ya go. Let me know if you need anything else!" The bartender ponders shortly before speaking, "My name's Mickey by the way." He places my bourbon down with an oddly suggestive wink.

8:24 pm

"Maybe consider spacing out your next drink Alex. I get you're a millionaire and money ain't a thing," Mickey bobs his head, taking note of appearance, "but you're kinda overdoing it buddy," he finishes. I scoff at his smirk and slap a bill on the countertop. "Another." My face and tone drop in an attempt to be taken seriously, but my drunken command doesn't detour Mickey's delight.

"You're the boss."

"Uh-uh, that's at least his sixth drink this hour M." An unfamiliar feminine voice pitches in. It's husky and demanding, and so, I intend to listen. Curiously turning to look, my vision is consumed by that recognizable carrot-like head. If I was captivated before seeing her face, I was surely a goner now.

Mickey ceases his actions while she stares between us with scrutiny. I'm gobsmacked and she clearly takes my silence as a sort of confirmation. "Right, no more for him. Okay M?" Mickey nods sternly, face falling moderately as her tone leaves no room for opposition. "Alexander!" I practically cry out before Red gets the chance to leave. Smooth Turner.

"Excuse me?"

"I-uh, name's Alex..." Yeah, very smooth.

"Jennie." She states curtly, evidently bemused. She then moves swiftly on her heel towards the kitchen. Straight away I grimace, pulling a hand to my forehead, rubbing its lines harshly. "Not a word." Mickey chuckles quietly and goes back to his work.

9:41 pm

"Still here, Alexander?" My head shoots up, startled by Red. When did I even fall asleep-

"Yes?" She snorts at my jumbled reply.

"Want me to call you a cab? A shrink perhaps?"

"M' sorry?" I question clumsily.

"Oh? I just thought you may need one, after hearing what you told to Mickey." Her sultry voice echoes out her rather devious grin. "God." My eyes widen in horror which aids her impending elation. "What have I said?"

"Nothing really, just that..." She starts counting her digits absentmindedly. "You've got no luck writing your music, no love life. Oh, and you have no sex life!" She proclaims the last part with glee. Jesus, please end this nightmare.

"I did not."

"Did too."

"I've had too much drink."

"Drunken words are sober thoughts." Jennie carries on smiling at my trepidation. Maybe I'd find her charming if her jokes weren't at my expense. "That's it, I'm not tipping." I declare pathetically. Her devilish smirk doesn't falter. "Seriously? Things can't be that bad! Mickey tells me you're actually a successful musician."

"That you've obviously never heard of." I roll my eyes at the absurdity of our conversation. She laughs aloud at my response, which I admit, brought a genuine smile to my face. It really has been a while. Her face then goes blank. "Alexander."

"Alex."

"Alex. You're young." She pauses, her gaze sweeps my shaggy appearance. "Ish"

"Ouch." I flinch jokingly, earning myself another gorgeous laugh and playful swat.

"Hey! And you're good-looking."

"Ish." I interrupt again with a chuckle and her smile grows.

"No!" She more or less shouts, "You have a lot to work with, trust me." Her hands gesture nimbly. "The only thing standing in the way of you getting laid is yourself." A surprise roar of laughter leaves my lips shortly and I shake my head in disbelief.

"You're selling yourself short here Alexander," Red concludes. "Alex-"

"You're wasting your youth-ish," she interrupts me once again and a sliver of silence washes over us. It's as if we're the only ones in this packed pub, eyes locked on one another, communicating beyond words. Her deep hazel orbs focus on my brown ones. "What do you suggest I do then, Jennie?" Lightly raising a brow, my words dare her while her lovely name rolls off my tongue. I can't help but revel in how it sounds. Then something flashes in her fixated stare.

"Let's get out of here."

Chapter two

[sturn-saturn]

tell me why i thought matt was gonna announce he was ACTUALLY becoming a dad when he pulled up the video on his laptop. felt my heart beating in my ass for a second

[f4llen4st4r]

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ABOUT ME, ── anastasia. 9teen. multifandom. marvel. tlou. dc. writer.

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[wurlibydominicfike]

Give me ur opinion on these random things if you wanna 🧍🏼‍♀️

1– favorite seasons RANKED

2– top and least fav holiday

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fav holiday is christmas and least fav is probably thanksgiving

current top song is either bags by clairo, why by dominic fike, or we cant be friends by ariana grande

last thing i did that makes me laugh is when i fell UP THE STAIRS IN A PUBLIC PLACE. i was so embarrassed that i deadass just laid there for a few seconds in the middle of the staircase while people walked around me

fav sturniolo quotes (in order)

“colby jack!!! 🤪🤙” (just kidding its actually…) “thank god it’s not fan truth 🙌🏼📖”

”i’ll fucking knock your teeth to you fucking throat, bitch 🤠🤓”

”cute headband, borrow it from your grandma? 👵🏻💇‍♂️”

”why do IIIII CARE SO MUCH? 🍞🫵”

”MATT THEY CAN FLY⁉️🦅”

it took me 2 FUCKING HOURS to decided on my quotes. its hard to remember all the best things especially if i haven’t seen those clips in a while so this probably isn’t even fully accurate, but i do love these quotes

OK THANK YOU PLEASE SEND ME MORE ASKS LIKE THIS I LOVE THIS

[mardybummers]

rules & writing list!

hi everyone! i just wanted to post some rules & general guidelines for my blog. i want you all to enjoy my work. if you are ever confused if a certain request is against my rules, don’t be afraid to ask!

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𖦹 my most recent work; n/a

𖦹 currently working on; london girl, tyler owens.

𖦹 my request box is currently; open.

𖦹 i am partial to writing smut, i can and will deny your request if i think i cannot write it properly or if it’s illegal, non-con, unethical, etc.

𖦹 i do not write anything regarding a physically/ mentally abusive relationship.

𖦹 i do not write ship fics ( character x character. )

𖦹 please do not spam my inbox with your request; i’ll get to it as soon as possible!

i currently write for;

𖦹 she’s got a boyfriend anyway! the 1975

matty healy. george daniel. ross macdonald.

𖦹 i heard the piledriver waltz… arctic monkeys

alex turner. matt helders.

𖦹 i just can’t find my honest face! inhaler

elijah hewson. josh jenkinson. robert keating. ryan mcmahon.

𖦹 it’s murder on the dance floor… saltburn

felix. oliver. farleigh. venetia.

𖦹 ain’t no love in oklahoma! twisters

tyler owens. kate carter. scott. jeb. boone.

𖦹 stay gold, ponyboy… the outsiders

dallas winston. darrel curtis. sodapop curtis. ponyboy curtis.

𖦹 we’re fated to pretend! celebrities

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thank you all again, lots of love! 💋

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[angelicfruit]

the pathetic lengths people will go to justify their behaviours ... particularly consumption that (they know deep down) isn't definitively morally good. whether its buying from shein or listening to taylor swift or being a harry potter fan or reading gay smut on AO3 or whatever else is the latest topic of contention on social media. if you just accept that people fairly and rightfully criticising things you consume is not some implied insult towards you, then you wouldn't have to go to all these lengths. Like ok accept that taylor swift is a weirdo for dating matt healy and stop framing her as a victim somehow for receiving criticism for her stupid private jet. And move on ... noone's telling you to stop listening to her music dang. It's like an even worse version of rabid BTS army behaviour but less acknowledged bc most people partake in it to a certain degree (in our current sociopolitical climate). Including myself tbh its hard to accept that thing i LIKE is not necessarily objectively good thing. this also applies to taylor swift songwriting btw bc im a mean little freak who finds it hard to pretend that i think her songwriting is anything special (and not deeply cringe at times). Cope cope idk

[graciegoeskrazy]

who I write for!

Please do not be afraid to ask for others! I’m open and I'll see what I can do!

I will not write smut or anything of the kind.

Parings

x Daughter!

x Teen!

x Child!

x Sister!

x Brother!

x Step-Daughter!

Characters

Bucky Barnes

Matt Murdock

Steve Rodgers

People

Sebastian Stan

Matty Healy

George Daniel

Ross Macdonald

[spunkpunx]

Masterlist

* for smut

<3 for author favourite

Bands/Musicians

Alex Turner:

Are Friends Electric? - Part 1 Part 2

Matt Helders:

Paul Simonon:

Ian Curtis:

Matty Healy:

Deal With It*

George Daniel:

Slush Puppy (Series)

Sid Vicious:

Archy Marshall (King Krule):

Britpop

Liam Gallagher:

Scrapping Over Owt

Noel Gallagher:

Tony McCarroll:

Damon Albarn:

Alex James:

Graham Coxon:

Bittersweet Bundle of Misery* - Part 2*

Jarvis Cocker:

Brett Anderson:

Ian Brown:

Justine Frischmann:

AHS

Kai Anderson:

I Don't Share*

Tate Langdon:

Pretty Girls Make Graves - Part 1

Kit Walker:

James Patrick March:

Jimmy Darling:

Say You Love Me*

Kyle Spencer:

Misty Day:

Ramona Royale:

Winter Anderson:

The Countess:

Lana Winters:

Skins

James Cook:

Chris Miles:

Sid Jenkins:

[bhadbun]

EXPOSE posts are truly stupid but I guess at some point we become the things we swore to destroy. there's someone who has terrorized some of my closest friends, and at this point, I'm done and I'm over it. so here is the story of some 23-year-old scab named saige, from the CST timezone, who needs to grow up. i do however want to say that while this person is 1) in multiple active rps that will be tagged in this, that this is no way shape of form is an attack on those rps. we’ve all been victims of bad members joining groups and  giving those groups a bad name. to those admins i say; take this in stride. do what you need to do respectively about saige and keep your heads high for your current members, and to members -​ do with that information as you wish and be careful. now under the cut you can find out all the stuff thats gone down (both the recent stuff and some of the stuff in the past.) Please feel free to message me or even Reblog this with your own interactions with Saige. 

Saige at some point has referred to them-self as they/them so we will be doing the same. some screenshots included in this may refer to them as she/her though due to people being close with them at the time. 

a list of muses that saige has played.

INDIE SMUT TWITTER RP - @BENJIZDUNN [NSFW]

INDIE TUMBLR  ACCOUNT - @ofwriitings

machine gun kelly fc (key) in @saintshotelhqs​

dua lipa fc (xena) in ardorhq

matt champion fc (marsden ��mars”) in ardorhq

matt champion fc (marsden “mars”) in @laxhq​

miley cyrus fc (bexley) in @laxhq​

baldboyblues fc (blaise) in hqyale

amanda arcuri fc (zinny) in laxhq

kensnation (rhys) in laxhq

jade thirlwall fc (farai) in cyberhqs

dua lipa fc (zia) in cyberhqs

isabella peschardt fc (yakira) in cyberhqs

kurtis conner fc (zero) in cyberhqs

george shelly fc (echo) in cyberhqs

matty healy fc (cyrus) in cyberhqs

avan jogia fc (zion) in cyberhqs

big sean fc (deandre) in cyberhqs

nicholas kalashnikov fc (matias) in cyberhqs

UPDATE. there was a muse in lax, yale & now rushing who goes by rowan, previously had a matt champion fc and uses the role model tucker pillsbury. this IS NOT SAIGE. We would like to apologize to this person if they received any backlash.

For context, I was an admin in an RP called CyberHQ. There i played Cindy Kimberly, and I was friends with Saige during this time. The majority of screenshots take place between December 2018 and January 2019. CyberHQ had its faults, and I can acknowledge that. My best friend co-ran the rp with me, and I want to give her a quick little s/o for carrying Cyber when I dropped the ball. The biggest ball I dropped was allowing Saige to consistently harass and belittle my co-admin. There were multiple red flags that should have tipped me off about Saige. I dont have screenshots of ALL the times we called out their behavior but I do have this one; 

After getting numerous complaints from other members about the consistent graphic NSFW images and videos that were popping up on the TL we finally decided to speak to them about it. Their response was rude, and clearly, they did not care about other members or the potential of minors seeing what they were bringing onto our TL.

fast forward to January 30th - Feb 5th the height of what can be considered as Cyber’s biggeest SCANDAL was going on. Our dear friend Saige was caught playing an estimate of TEN muses. the muse limit we had at the time THREE. and while on the surface that might seem harmless because yk these are just muses - the truth is that they did all of this by joining in under different aliases. they created different personas and spoke to other muns as other people. We have one verified testimony (that’ll you’ll be able to read later) who says that Saige and their multiple ‘friends’ were the ONLY people she rped with for a solid month. our members that were the closest with them all admitted to feeling manipulated and lied to - saying that their muses were read a certain direction so that saige could get the ships they wanted. their connections were so intricate and vast that when they were exposed and sub-sequentially kicked out, half of the rp didn’t have connections anymore, a system that designed to fail.  

When they first caught wind about TWO of her secret characters we spoke to them in a imessage group chat;

* kae helped blur out certain images and names for this post, occasionally you’ll see texts within an imagine expressing her own feelings about the matter

wondering how we found out about their other characters? they sent a long message to two other members of CyberHQs confessing. Those two members sent us the screenshot and that lead to them getting kicked out. 

now see that last name; matias, that a very important one we’re gonna touch on next. another one of our members (Gem) was lied to. even after saige was exposed for having all of those characters, they continuously lied to Gem and pretended they were someone else. while Gem no longer has access to the screenshots of saige pretending to be a whole other person - we were able to get our hands on saige apologizing for it. 

here is another screenshot of saige lying to gem about playing Zero

here are screenshots of saige rping with themself to keep up the front:

here are dms saige sent them-self roleplaying with themselves:

i asked Gem to please write her own little testimony about what happened with saige and how it made her feel.

Gem is just one of the many people saige messed with. I have two more testimonies about saige. the next person up had what i consider to be the wildest ride with saige, and maybe the most affected during cyber. i bring you to: Kae. 

The first group of screenshots is of saige manipulating kae because kae wanted to drop a character. this was in a group chat the three of us had. this conversation went down december 23rd, 2018. 

this was tough and hard to sit in on, but kae did eventually end up dropping hendrix. though this wouldn’t be the last time saige tried to manipulate kae. 

now between the last two tests above these dms happened:

“....ive been hardcore neglecting farai...”

“...i’ll stop messaging you places...”

we also have found out that saige has been using kae’s last name as a first name for one of their characters:

* kae helped blur out certain images and names for this post, occasionally you’ll see texts within an imagine expressing her own feelings about the matter. 

now we’re gonna get into something a little more recent, saige and their character stalking @hiqey​’s character in yale. first, we’re gonna explore saige’s perspective of the situation before going into hiqey’s thoughts on the matter. 

upon making the decision to write this expose one of the first people i set out to speak to was hiqey, as she is one of the most recent people affected by saige. here is what she had to say:

here is the link to hiqey’s post on the subject: https://hiqey.tumblr.com/post/188666887727/so-from-your-pov-what-happened-cause-you-barely

here is saige acknowledging they were wrong for what happened in cyber and in yale but not thinking it was a big deal:

To kinda end this on a positive spin, I want to link you all to a letter Kae wrote to Saige. I really hope you all read and get a feel for the mental turmoil my friend went through because of this person, all that she suffered, and all she kept inside during all this time. kae didn’t deserve this, gem didnt deserve this. my co-admin during cyber didn’t deserve the treatment she got. HIQEY didnt deserve this. no one does. we’re hoping that with this expose post the cycle ends and saige can not continue to treat and manipulate people to this extreme. please i beg each and everyone of you - READ KAE’S LETTER. 

READ KAE’S LETTER HERE: https://docs.google.com/document/d/17VS8KywZFYUM8GsYTPw9M_NtIy1FGUOTxc-c2LSDq4o/edit

GOOGLE DOC WITH ALL THE SCREENSHOTS: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1VKZlTGGkWJ-PA8sBJXDrwNGRT1_XPO7n?usp=sharing

Someone made a post discussing the similiarities between Saige and Nettie, read that here: https://hotjoong.tumblr.com/post/189074475629/hewwo-rpcon-the-drama-from-tonight-regarding

[sturn-saturn]

hey guys i’m back from a long day. what did i miss??

[canyousevmyheavydirtysoul]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬

Matty Healy

Young And Sweet, Only 17: (Y/N) and Matt Healy have a steamy encounter at his hotel the morning after a The 1975 concert.

In The Closet: Smut with Matt Healy.

Gabe Saporta

The Temperature’s Rising In Here: (Y/N)’s brother Pete believes that her and his friend would be a great match, so he ambushes her by inviting the friend over to her apartment.

Andy Biersack

One Condition (Halloween): Andy finds a stray black cat and takes it in, unaware its true nature.

[lifestillamazingblog-blog]

//This must be my dream// Find me cause I’ll never find you (3)

They only realized how late it was when outside the pub almost everything was closed but walking in the silent and dark streets wasn't a big deal; and they talked like nothing was about to happen, both surprised at how sober they were or seemed despite the amount of drinks they had. Matty thought that probably one of his gears was off place because of how odd his actions were, but he wasn't a quitter and he didn't want to quit either.

The moment Matty suggested leaving the pub, Jade regretted deep in the back of her head her comment about the place being too hot, yet she was driving her Rover down the street while Matty smoked and hummed a song she couldn't quite get. The sight she had of him was now imprinted in her head; his curly hair all over his face as the cold air was entering from the rolled window, his hand outside holding his cigarette, the gray smoked around him and his well defined profile she admitted to herself she like too much for it to be healthy.

But he had something different, and not just the fact that he was a superstar in it way of rising further into fame; he was smart, witty, philosophical, straightforward and deadly handsome, she had the idea that Matty was like that because she was a fan since the 1975 started, but their conversations just confirmed everything and she was reluctant to find more.

-Lovely place. – Matty whistled when he entered Jade's apartment. It had a vintage air that her grandmother put a lot of time and money; pastel green wallpapers decorated with flowers and humming birds, empty picture frames hanging in symmetrical way, vintage and retro furniture for the living room and kitchen, an old white wooden table and chairs for the small dining area, but Matty's favorite was the big bow window decorated with cushions of various colors, where a nice sight of a small portion of the city could be seen, probably wasn't a good look after all, but something about the glistening lights coming through the glass made it look so neat.

-Thank you. – said Jade while putting her keys and red scarf in the table. – I have wine, do you want some? – Matty heard her from the kitchen, he didn't really give her an answer but she was coming passing the door frame with two wine glasses in her hands. Matty was looking at her vast collection of music, finding how diverse her music was; from old vinyl of Elvis to The 1975' EP's and albums, Korean bands he didn't recognize to Taylor Swift and Arctic Monkeys, he grabbed ILIWYS and put it in the pink retro stereo Jade had. He heard her singing along to "Love Me", and he saw her walking towards him, handing his wine.

He smiled at her to thank her for the wine. - What's your favorite? – Matty asked her, with the deluxe album in the air.

-Oh my god, you did not just ask that. - He found the displeased look in her face delightful. – You can't ask me that, I can't answer.

He laughed. – Why not? – He leaned closer without really knowing, she had lit some candles and the warm lights against her skin made him believe he was seeing stars.

-You just want to hear me saying it, right? – Her voice was low now, an unintentional way to make him go closer to her.

-It depends... I want to hear you saying a lot of things, love. - He said, his smoked and wine breath mixing delightfully with hers. She rolled slightly her eyes, biting her lips as she kept an eye on his.

- "I love all of your music"- She repeated what she had said at one point through the night. – What else? – She asked, taking away Matty's glass of wine he hadn't even drink from and putting both in the coffee table.

- A lot of incoherent sounds from that pretty mouth of yours. – He said before crashing his lips to hers. Jade froze but eventually let him do as he pleased, her mouth moving along his like they were fighting for dominance, both not giving up in their efforts.

He tasted like cigarette and wine and something sweet she liked so much, her lips parted and his tongue slide in, she could felt her entire world burn as Matty's hands travel down her blouse, finding their way up to her skin, and she shivered in excitement when his cold hands touched her, leaving more burning imprints. She lifted her hands to his hair, getting tangled in his curly locks and he was the first one to moan when she played with his scalp.

He broke the kiss because of this, looking like his pride had been hurt, but Jade was smiling, proud of it, and soon, a smile was appearing in Matty's face too. He went down to her earlobe, whispering the dozen of things he wanted to do to her, making her nodding her head in affirmation to everything he said, and then he placed sloppy and wet kisses on her neck before nipping her skin, leaving pretty red marks along his way down. He could hear her biting her lips, avoiding her mouth to emanate any kind of sound. – Don't hold back, babe...- he said against her skin, making her shiver because of the vibrations of his voice.

She moved him away, out of breath, finding a confused expression on his face and she smiled, taking his hand and leading him to her room.

It took no time for both to be taking their mouths, kissing like they their lives depended on it. Matty grabbed the hem of her blouse and she lifted her arms to take it off, tossing the fabric somewhere in the room. He glanced at her, making Jade blush at the look he was giving her, finding the black lace bra incredibly hot for his own good. Matty kissed her neck again, pushing her to the edge of her bed and holding her back while his mouth worked down on the bay of her still covered breast.

Her head fell back to the way he was kissing and licking and making her entire body shake with unholy feelings she couldn't remember ever feeling. Jade remembered his velvet voice telling her not to hold back and so she was moaning without caring, feeling Matty's smile against her skin. Her hands worked on his shirt, pulling it up and throwing it away. Matty watched as her eyes glossed over his skin, fingers tracing his tattoos, producing a nerve wrecking twitch in his entire body; he watched as she bit her lips when she reached the "We Are Kings" tattoo, and he couldn't think of a moment he was more turned on than this.

As her hands went down, they worked on the buckle and loops of his belt, then undoing the button of his jeans and sliding the zipper down, his pants then tugged down. Watching Jade sitting in her bed and pulling at his hips, his breath hissed when her lips were leaving kisses along the tattoo she traced before, her fingers were pulling at the garter of his boxers and shit... He wasn't ready at all.

Something was off for her as well; she had no idea where the sudden confidence came from, at least the entire lust she was feeling. She had blurry the memory of the last time she did this to a man, it didn't feel new, but it felt entirely different in a way she liked so much she might do it till he's at the verge of passing out.

Her lips were wrapped around the head of his length and her hands going up and down in his shaft, tracing veins as he got harder in her hand, she would look up to find a sight she would never forget; Matty's parted lips mouthing curses and eyes shut, she was amazed. She licked the head just to tease and could hear him moaning silently, head falling back and his hands holding her head to go deeper, and she did without hesitation because it was Matty Healy and in the back of her head, she wanted him to write a song about her giving him a blowjob.

It hurts a little when he's pulling too tight at her hair, but she enjoyed it way too much as he guides her closer to him. - You look so good. – He mumbled a bit breathless, his stomach muscles contracting at every intake of breath. – With your mouth on me like that. – He whispered, watching down at her less red lips on him. It filled her stomach with something hot and twisted, tears springing in her eyes as she goes deeper and she had to breathe through her nose because her throat was being fucked.

When she pulled away, out of breath, she can't help the curve on her lips as the dazed expression on Matty's face confirmed a little she did great, he might as well considered writing her a song in gratitude. He helped her up, his mouth pressing hers with more force and eagerness; he leans on her, leaning her backwards onto the bed, until she falls. He kissed her neck, tongue lapping her skin, his hands are on her back and he works on her bra, unhooking it fast and tossing it away. He's amazed, delighted and he never felt something like that before, he felt like a teenager again after seeing her half naked and he can't help it. He takes her right breast on his mouth and he's sucking and biting, and the only thing he heard is her moans and the heart beats mixing, unable to separate her to his.

Her moans were like music and it crossed his head about recording her and use it for their next single or something, but then he thought about him being the only one to be able to hear her and he crossed the idea. – Matty...- he heard Jade, her body was shaking under his and he loved that.-...Please...- she said as Matty was pulling her jeans down. Noticing the wetness on her underwear, how ready she was for him and he hasn't even touched her properly. - Please what? – He asked as he went back to her abdomen, tracing a line of kisses down on her. He waited for an answer before pulling her panties down, but she only shivered and moaned.

She felt a cold air between her thighs but was soon replaced by the burning touch of Matty's fingers, she screamed a little, arching her back when Matty circled her fingers in her clit. Her head went crazy as he moved his fingers; slow then fast then sloppy then fast again, but she was moving her hips against him, wanting more, everything seemed like a rainbow and she wondered if she was high because the stars she was seeing were so real in the moment. Out of nowhere, she pulled Matty up to her and her lips crashed on his, she bit them, tongue fighting his and moans escaping her mouth. He was whispering in her ear how wet she was, how pretty she was, what he wanted to do with her, how he would do it, and it only made her closer to reach her peak when he inserted a finger in her entrance, moving fast with her hips. He watched as her breath became uneven and her walls tightened.

He pulled out and she opened her eyes in disbelief, face concerned and blue eyes glistening. - Why? - She mumbled and he grinned at her.

-Not yet, love. – he whispered her, aligning himself to her entrance before giving her anytime to react, he pulls in and he thinks he's high because he loved this too much. He listened as she whimpered and moaned and screamed when he thrust her, every time deeper and strong. He fell on her, one of his arms in one side of her and the other holding her hips, moving her along until she's got the rhythm.

-Matty... Oh my god, Matty! – She felt like her bones crashing, skin melting and the entire room burning in flames as he kept going onto her. Her hands were wild on his back, scratching him and biting his ear because she didn't know what else to do.

- You feel so fucking good, Jade. – He said on her mouth, nipping her chin and moving his hips faster. – So good. – He repeated. She cried out when he reached that sweet spot of hers and when he fingered right above where they connected, she started to lose it.

She's convulsing, but Matty whispered her in a sweet voice that she's alright. – It's good, babe. You're so good, so fucking good...

But their breath was catching and they seemed unable to find oxygen, eyes getting heavier, his fingers and thrust getting slower and sloppier; her grip on her is tights, her nails digging down his neck and Matty groans something wicked in her mouth and finally, she hits her peak, breathing harshly under him, he followed not far behind, pulling out and stroking himself before cumming in her abdomen, reaching the curve of her lips. He's surprised when he watched her licking and tasting his cum. He leans in again, lips pressed to her slightly open mouth, tongue lapping along her lips and she returned the gesture way too intense.

The music in the living room was still on and he found Jade half asleep humming along "This must be my dream", he grinned and fell beside her after tugging covers over them, his arms were around her waist when she turned to the side and whispered a slow "good night" to him with a little smile on her lips, and it's the last thing he saw before falling asleep.

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Back Of My Van || Matty Healy Oneshot

Word Count: 3,647 Warnings: Smut (lots of fluff too) Summary: Young Matty, who has been ever-so-nervous to tell you he likes you, ends up finding himself situated with you in the back of his van during a party. (loosely based on Sex & Girls) Author’s Note: Got two pretty similar requests for this, so I hope you all like it! Please feel free to send more requests here! Enjoy! 

You looked gorgeous.

That was the first thing that crossed Matty’s mind as he stared at you across the room. You were both at a party, some shitshow planned by a kid in Matty’s neighborhood with rich parents who liked to leave for the weekends and could care less what their child got up to in their absence. Alcohol and drugs were everywhere it seemed. Having gotten high earlier in the day, Matty had chosen to go about this night with drinks. Being the eighteen year old he was, he thought getting hammered after a long day of weed sounded like a successful day. Seeing you across the room seemed to sober his hazy head.

You were beautiful, stunning in a pair of red skinny jeans and a black lace-trimmed shirt. You were sipping something from a red solo cup beside a few other girls, they all paling in comparison. He had seen you around before. You liked to hang out with your little group of friends outside of school, looking cool yet never really getting into any trouble. Matty thought you proper fit for it. He had always wanted to speak to you, but never had the chance to, nor the confidence. Sitting at this party, already tipsy, he felt like he had the chance. Taking a swig of the beer he held, he got up from his seat and made his way over.

Your eyes followed him as he approached. It intimidated Matty. He ventured forward anyway. The girls beside you stared up at him. He cleared his throat to get your full attention.

“Excuse me love,” he said, voice coming out slightly slurred, “but I was wonderin’...would you care to join me outside?”

You raised your eyebrow. “For what, exactly?”

Matty swallowed hard. “I...well, em...I don’t know, I-”

“Do you have any alcohol?”

He nodded. “I’ve got a pack of beer in my van. Well, my friend’s van. We technically share it.”

Standing up, you walked forward until you were a mere foot away from Matty, his eyes trained on yours. You looked him up and down before your lips turned up in a smirk. “Let’s go, then.”

Motivated by the thought of more alcohol to calm his nerves and finally getting to speak to you, Matty took your hand and guided you outside. He brought you up to the van he and George shared, a shabby old thing with some damage telling its age along the metal doors. It was nothing to be impressed at, even Matty knew that. He did not expect you to even have a single positive thought about the old clunker. But, he was rather proud of the back of it, which he brought you over to see. Opening up the doors to the back, he revealed a cleared out flat area in the back with bedding and, like he had mentioned, a pack of beers. You looked it over and snorted.

“Did you two seriously create a shag area in the back of your van?”

Matty’s eyes widened. “No! Bloody hell, we have some decency. We take road trips a lot. You have to take turns sleeping and driving, and you sleep better if you have a proper bed. So, we made one.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Sure.”

“Look, I-”

Before he could speak, you had already hopped into the back. He joined you by the time your hand was pulling the first of the beers. A crisp sound filled the air as you opened the can. You sipped it, following it up with a shake of your head.

“It’s warm as hell.”

Matty laughed a bit at that. “What did you expect? It’s sat in my van all day.”

“God, that’s rank.”

“Yet you’re still drinking it,” he noted, smirking. You rolled your eyes, but let him know you there were no hard feelings with a small smile. Throwing the drink back again, you took another swig and grimaced.

“I’m not one to turn down free beer. Though, I’ve had better.”

Matty shrugged, pulling one for himself. “We’ve never prided ourselves on being beer connoisseurs. We’re just in a band.”

“Oh yeah,” you said, “you guys are all in a band. Some of your bandmates are in my classes. Wait a sec, I can get your name right...um...Matthew!”

Smiling, Matty nodded. “Well, you basically got it. I’m usually Matty.”

“And not Matt?”

“There’s loads of Matts out there,” he said, pausing to sip from his beer, “but there aren’t many Mattys. I intend to be one of a kind, love.”

You rolled your eyes and laughed. Banter between the two of you continued that way for the next hour and a half. Playful conversation and a battle of wits, twisted around getting to know one another. By the time Matty was on his fourth beer and you on your third, you were chatting like two old friends, comfortable, effortless. There were no boundaries anymore, either. You had taken to resting on Matty, letting him wrap his arm around you and play with your hair at his leisure. You were strangers no more. That included physically.

Alcohol buzzing through his system, Matty looked down at you and kissed the top of your head, the girl he had been scared to talk to for the past month it seemed. Such confidence gave him a headrush, but not one bigger than the one coming after you looked him in the eye and kissed him right back, this time on the lips. It was such an unimagined move for you to make to Matty. He never saw it coming. Hell, he was counting his blessings you didn’t slap him after he kissed you. A kiss right back was a near jackpot. Matty smiled as you pulled away.

“You’re beautiful,” he confessed, searching your eyes. “People should tell you that more often.”

Blushing, you reached down to take his hand into yours. “You’re too sweet.”

“I’m right though,” he continued, resuming messing with your hair. “You’re t-too beautiful not to be told it more.”

“Matty-”

Matty’s lips were on yours again before you could speak another word. The kiss this time was more passionate, more heartfelt, and it left both of you feeling rather dizzy. Matty could barely handle himself. Kissing you was like nothing he had felt before. All the girls he had kissed previously had been more selfish, not letting him really take control, not allowing him to get passionate with them. You...you seemed to fully trust him. You were willing to give back all he dished out. Matty didn’t have to have a clear mind to know that that was special.

There was a moment where all went still in the van. Drinks cast aside, all actions halted. It was as if both of you were taking in the moment, letting the reality of your respective situations hit you. Then, the moment passed, and your lips were on each other again. Eager, hungry, wanting. The headrush Matty had been feeling before now morphed itself into the feeling of a swift blow to his head. He scrambled to keep up, kissing you first on the lips and then, once his liquid courage kicked in, along your chin, and finally the dips in your neck. You let out a gasp when he went to suck at the skin, and it sent a wave of energy through Matty. He tried it again. The same result came his way, to his pleasure. If the beer hadn’t gotten him drunk, the little noises you made surely did.

The kissing quickly turned into a small makeout session in the back of the van. You were already leaned against Matty, so it only took a bit of shifting for Matty to be able to lay you down comfortably against the soft, padded bed of the van. You spent countless minutes like this, hands exploring, mouths interlocked exchanging kisses and muttered pleas, chests rising and falling faster as your movements grew more needy. Both of you felt on top of the world, and neither of you wished to stop. In fact, Matty only wanted to press on. Hesitant yet hopeful, he allowed his hand to travel to the hem of your shirt, inching it slightly underneath to feel the skin it hid.

You pulled back a bit from your kiss, focused on the action. He watched you, waiting for you to tell him to stop, but you never did. You let his hand feel its way up your stomach, all the way until it was gently and hesitantly kneading at your breast. It was a new feeling for you, but you seemed to rather enjoy it. Matty smiled and kissed you deep.

“No one’s touched you like that, have they?”

You shook your head. “Could you tell?”

Matty smirked. “A little. It’s endearing. It’s a shame no one ever has, though. Not like I haven’t been forward all night with you, but you’re damn well fit. I don’t know why every guy hasn’t fallen head-over-heels in love with you.”

“Guess I’ve never met someone who’s seen it that way before,” you nearly whispered against him. His hand was still on you, and it was hard to keep up with both his words and actions at once. You just knew you wanted more of him, more of whatever he was doing to you. The romantic, more complicated words could come later once the inebriation subsided and you were both with your respective wits. Right then, in the back of Matty’s van, you just wanted things to progress. You wanted Matty to make you feel as good as his words implied he wanted to.

Desperate to convey that, you decided to take a leap of faith, a risk. Taking the boy by surprise, you lifted your hips to grind a bit against him. He gasped, and his eyes shifted to yours to give you a look that sent a powerful jolt of heat to your abdomen. Your message was well received. Seconds pass before his lips are on yours again, more needy and more intense. These moments, all too much and too little all at once, become a blur in your mind. You didn’t remember Matty discarding his shirt, or him helping you out of yours. You don’t remember him pressing open-mouthed kisses to your skin, or you letting out a barely audible moan from one of them causing Matty to grind down on you more, hungry, cautioning you. All you remembered was the look in his eyes, and the overwhelming feeling of how much he seemed to adore every aspect of you. You did not want it to go away.

“Do you have a boyfriend, love?”

The question stopped you in your tracks. Looking into his fiery chocolate brown eyes, you thought for a moment, thought back to the blonde haired boy you had met the day before, the cutie who said nice things and was a fine man. All your thoughts screamed Matty, though. The blonde boy hardly made you feel this way. He hardly was as captivated by you as Matty was, or if he was, he was not conveying it in the same way Matty did. Sure, you had promised the boy dinner, but you were not exactly bound to him. Rather, you didn’t feel as if you were. You hardly wanted to be.  “We...we haven’t made anything official.”

Matty remained quiet, processing your words. His lips then carefully kissed you, as if to ask permission to move forward. You felt in that moment as if one word from you would call his hazy mind off. So, you thought up the one word that could encapsulate all the words you wished to tell him, and all of the emotions you felt in considering the two of them side-by-side. You locked eyes with Matty.

“Stay.”

It was all he needed to hear.

Time moved faster then, or at least your hazy brain felt it to have. Matty’s hips moved more against yours, and his lips became more impassioned, begging against yours for more. You tried your best to keep up. Your mind flew at a mile a minute, distracted by Matty’s now exploring hands feeling every inch of you he could manage. It was not long before he was asking your permission for more, a hand resting at the front clasp of your bra. You nodded and granted it to him, blushing under his gaze as he saw you exposed. He looked at you with a wicked smile, and then suddenly his lips were on the newly exposed skin, peppering it with kisses.

“Matty,” you gasped out, earning his eyes on you as his lips grazed your chest, “how...h-how many girls have you...you know…”

“Three,” he replied. “First was older. The others were my age.”

Nodding, you kept watch on his lips on you. “Were any of them...inexperienced?”

He paused. “If you’re askin’ me if any were virgins, the answer’s no.”

You bit your lip. “That doesn’t bother you, does it? F-For me?”

“If you’re thinkin’ you can’t be what I need because you’ve never done this before,” he spoke, calculated, “then you’re wrong. You’re all I need, {Y/N}. Honest.”

“But I’m only seventeen, you’ve only dated girls your age, how could I-”

Matty silenced you with a kiss. “I’m honest. Don’t think about them. Right now, you’re all I’m thinking about. It’ll be okay.”

You watched Matty, his eyes full of adoration. He kissed you and then made his way back down your body, kissing you all over until he found himself at your skinny jeans. He looked to you for permission. Your calm and cool persona slipping, you nodded hesitantly. It did not go unnoticed by Matty.

“Relax,” he spoke, soft and sweet, “it’s nothing to be afraid of. I won’t hurt you.”

“Sorry, I just-”

“Shush,” he said, unbuttoning your jeans. “No apologies. You are beautiful. Trust me.”

With that, you let Matty work your skinny jeans down your legs and toss them to the side. He kissed along your hips before, rather bluntly, pressing one through your underwear. It sent a chill down your spine. Matty smirked, pleased. He kissed over it a few more times, and then looked for permission to remove the garment altogether. You paused, but then nodded. They were gone soon after, leaving Matty to look at you fully. He gave one whisper of ‘beautiful’ before going to work on you.

It started with kisses to your lips and neck, getting you back in a relaxed state of mind. Once you were comfortable there, Matty worked his way down and, when he felt you were calm enough, carefully touched your core, trailing on your clit for a short while and then allowing his finger to enter you. His eyes did not leave your as he did this, and you were glad for it. Something in his eyes was calming, but also intensely attractive. It was exactly what you needed. Your hands in his hair was exactly what he needed, as well. Their addition encouraged him to play with your clit more. It was a win-win as far as you were concerned.

As soon as Matty felt you were used to his finger and its movement, he decided to add another. The feeling was slightly uncomfortable at first, but Matty helped any discomfort leave you with the peppered kisses he gave you along your body, and whispered encouragements. Before you knew it, you were writhing under the pleasure from them, gasping and clutching the sheets around you. Matty let this go on until he noticed you starting to mumble out incoherent words. That was his cue, he remembered. You were close. You were ready.

Shimied out of his own jeans, Matty reached into their pockets until he found his wallet. He snatched out a condom from it and put it on, stroking himself a few times until he was comfortable. When he looked back at you, he giggled, full out giggled, at the look on your face. You were wide-eyed.

“Love, are you okay?”

You nodded, turning to hide your face in your hands. Matty shook his head, pushing your hands away. He gently brought you to look at him with a finger to your chin.

“Just breathe. It’ll feel good soon, I promise.”

“Go slow, yeah?”

Matty smiled. “Of course.”

Taking your hand, Matty positioned himself at your entrance. He looked to you for reassurance that you wanted to continue, which you gave him along with a squeeze of his hand. He followed your lead carefully, entering you and watching your reaction on his face. A slight twinge of discomfort hit you, but it soon passed. The same feeling came and went until Matty was fully in you. He leaned down to kiss you before pulling out and testing out a thrust. Both of you moaned at it, earning giggles on either side.

A few more test thrusts came your way, and then Matty grew satisfied with your comfort enough to start up a pace. It was slow at first, more cautious than anything, but over time as you started to grow more used to the feeling and communicated it to him, he picked it up. Each moan, each movement, gave Matty the courage to give in more to what you were giving him. In no time, the van was rocking from your pace. The motion did not subside at all when you began to rock back against Matty’s thrusts. The van also did not grow any quieter, as Matty began to grunt with each move. You were sure he was going to be done for when suddenly he pulled out, leaving you empty and longing.

“Scoot over,” he told you, gently tapping at your leg, “and get on top of me.”

His words hung unanswered in the air as your brain tried to process them. One more tap to your leg and a kiss to your lips brings you out of your thoughts. You roll over and do as Matty asked, sitting on his abdomen once he was comfortable enough on his back. He stroked himself for a second before softly telling you, asking you, to ride him. You locked eyes with him and did as told. Both of you moaned at the new feeling the position brought you. You didn’t expect the feelings it would bring  to be so intense. Matty ran his hand through your hair, smiling.

“Love, you should move.”

Blushing, you gave Matty a nod and did like he said. It took you a bit to get this move down. You had barely an idea what you were supposed to do first off, and secondly despite your bad girl appearance, you had no experience of how it was supposed to look. You did not know if you were doing anything right, and it terrified you. But then, Matty let out a most glorious moan as you came down sort of hard on him, his eyes shutting tight at the feeling, and it hit you. That was what you needed to be doing. Smirking, you tried it again. Matty gasped, his eyes opening dark and lustful at you.

“Y-You’re dangerous.”

You smiled. “Am I, now?”

“If you keep that up, yeah,” he drawled. His hands grabbed at your hips, pressing you down on him. He looked so incredibly gorgeous when falling apart. You rode him for a bit like that, eliciting moans and letting him dig his fingers into your hips. But then, Matty gasped and started to meet you on your way down, and a whole new feeling washed over you. Every move you made was met with a sharp thrust, and no more was Matty the only voice that filled the van. Both of you sat gasping and muttering cut-off words to each other, covering the sound of skin hitting skin. As if the feelings weren’t hard enough to handle, Matty began to rub at your clit.

It left you a mess.

He picked up his pace, giving you no chance to rest. An intense feeling pooled within you, leaving you speechless and gasping with every thrust. You ground against him to meet his thrusts at that point, and for whatever reason, one particular thrust of his sends you over the edge. Gasping, you let out a drawn-out moan, practically falling against Matty from the intensity of it. It drives Matty wild. He continues to thrust into you, sloppy and rushed, until he too let out his own moan. You waited until his movements stilled inside you to carefully get off of him and move to kiss him tenderly. He met your lips sloppy yet so, so full of adoration. A beautiful smile met your eyes.

“I like you.”

Grinning, you reached to push his curls out of his face. “Do you, now?”

He nodded, eyes growing lazy. “Took me alcohol and feeling on top of the world to be able to admit it, but yeah. I’ve liked you for a while, {Y/N}. I’ve just been so scared to tell you.”

“Why’s that?”

“Scared you’d say you didn’t.”

You kissed him. “How could I?”

“You’ve got that other guy.”

“Who am I with tonight, Matty?”

“Me, but-”

“There’s your answer,” you told him, winking. “No need to think anymore past it. I like you too, Matty.”

A big smile crossed his face. “And that’s not the alcohol talking, yeah?”

Giggling, you nodded. “I swear.”

“I’m not dreaming?”

“Nope silly,” you said, “it’s the truth. I really do like you.”

“Say it again.”

You laughed and pushed at Matty’s chest. “You’re an absolute nerd.”

Matty smirked. “Say it again, love.”

“Ugh fine,” you said with a kiss. “I like you, Matty Healy.”

Grinning, he pulled you in for another kiss.

“I like you too, {Y/N}. And I’m glad I finally said it.”