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fluidjj · 2 months

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🎮𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓼 𝓙𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓮 🎮

🎮𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓻 𝓣𝔀𝓸 𝓗𝓪𝓼 𝓙𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓖𝓪𝓶𝓮 🎮

Female Bottom Reader x Morph

🎮𝓜𝓸𝓻𝓹𝓱𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓒𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻🎮

Synopsis: Spending time with your gentle boyfriend takes a turn when you get the bright idea of teasing him, just to hear his cute whines.

Kinks: Belly bulge, cervix fucking, size difference, scientific words and dirty words to refer to certain body parts, reverse cowgirl, cockwarming, p in v, no condom, whiny male, creampie, thigh riding, begging male, pussy slapping

a/n: Second post! Tried for something shorter this time with less exposition and straight into the good stuff. Thank you for all the love on my first post, thinking of something Sapphic next post! Let me know if you prefer short or long form.

Word count: 3.4k

MDNI 18+

Your sweet boyfriend had a myriad of nerdy interests that he liked to indulge in, often bringing you along for dates. Truthfully, you liked the excitement on his face when he brought you to the aquarium or the museum, telling you all the facts he knew about the same exhibit he saw nearly every week like clockwork. His interests nearly fully encompassed anything having to do with science and biology, you could ask anything and he had an answer for it. It extended past just scientific venues, movie nights were filled with Star Wars marathons, Sci-Fi movies and the Jurassic Park series. It was only fair when half the time you watched things that piqued your interest. Perfectly balanced.

Though one thing you both enjoyed when neither of you wanted to watch an hours long series or a movie franchise was gaming. Any console, any time, whether you played locally or online. You two could spend hours playing late at night, the adrenaline of competition rushing through your veins. When not in a competitive mood you two would work together in a cozy game.

This time, you challenged your boyfriend to play a game from your childhood, one he’d never played before. You knew the game like the back of your hand having spent countless hours 100% the game over a summer break. Morpheus was relaxed, reclined against his gaming chair with you on his lap. The both of you faced the computer monitor, his arms caging you in as one hand was on the keyboard and the other on the mouse.

It was a game right up his alley and once the introductory cutscene started, he was focused. He had that cute furrow to his brow and his plump bottom lip caught between his teeth. You were watching his face more than you were watching him play but judging by the sounds coming from the speakers he was dying. The old age of the game showed just off of the difficulty alone, Morph could hardly make it past the opening sequence.

He had been mentioning wanting a challenge so you had happily given it to him and it proved to keep your boyfriend focused and quiet. You couldn’t help but stare as focus, and then eventual frustration encapsulated your boyfriend. He’d breathe a heavy sigh from his nose, or scrunch it up. Even his frustration looked cute on him. A part of you wanted to ease it for him, take his mind off of the brick wall he was repeatedly running into you. It was your fault he was struggling, and what kind of girlfriend would you be if you didn’t help take care of it.

Morph had shifted in his seat restlessly again, his hips bucking up as he readjusted, allowing your small body to drag against his lap. The friction was perfect, excitement running through your veins as his bulge rubbed against the crotch of your shorts.

Morph was unaware as he usually could be, incredibly smart but mind numbingly unaware when it came to sexual or romantic advances. He didn’t do it on purpose, and you kind of liked how shy and bashful he could get when you requested a kiss from him. That of course didn’t mean that Morph didn’t act on his own desires, sometimes it was like he was a different person. Still with his meltingly gentle touches but having his lips against yours with a desperation and need.

Today he was his usual clueless self, humming softly when you ground your hips down against him a second time. Glancing at the monitor you could see that he had made it past the first fight sequence, the muscles in his arms flexing as he clicked keys and buttons. You relaxed against his firm chest, hips starting to pick up a rhythm on their own. The drag was slow as was the build of pleasure, his thick cock felt even through the material of the bottoms you both wore.

Although Morph wasn’t paying attention, his cock was beginning to stir within his sweats, thickening further beneath your ass. You angled your hips, a soft breath escaping you at the pressure of him against your hardening clit. Your hips stilled for a second, juices flowing from your hole freely at the gentle nudge. Your panties clung to your labia and you forced your hips to relax again to continue the maddening pace.

With your head tilted back on his shoulder you could see his expressions clearly, his brown eyes darting between enemies on the monitor. He was the perfect mix of pretty and handsome, those long lashes, his full lips and clear skin. The sight of him made your hips move faster, Morph’s eyes darting down to meet yours.

“Why are you squirming so much baby? Are you cold?” That gentle caring look was fixed on you, the game paused momentarily as he waited on your response. He was looking at you so sweetly while you were grinding on his lap and wetting your panties.

All you could do was shake your head, giving a small smile to hopefully give him some peace of mind. He looked over your features, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on your cheek and down to your jaw.

His lips were warm, shocks of pleasure shooting down your spine. His gestures were sweet, contrasting how you were dripping onto his lap. Your eyes fluttered closed, breaths coming out deeper and your hips stuttering in its movement. Too soon was he pulling away, the familiar sounds of the game returning. A part of you regret telling him to try it out.

The lack of attention was enough to bring you back to the challenge at hand. Morph was finally advancing consistently, loosening up and recognizing the patterns of the game. You wanted to reward him, and yourself, for his unwavering focus. His lips were pressed together as he reached the mini boss.

You could feel the throbbing of his length beneath your ass, straining against his sweats and neglected from your ceased attention. Morph didn’t even seem to realize the predicament he was in, his fingers quickly clicking the keys of the keyboard when the fight started.

Reaching down you were careful, slow and methodical, as you slipped out of your shorts, finally kicking them off your ankles. Beneath your back Morph’s breathing was still calm and unaware. They fell beneath the desk in a heap, your ass grinding down against his bulge as you feigned finding a more comfortable position.

Excitement caused your clit to throb when you heard the hitch in his breaths, his eyes glancing down just for a second but not as long as you would have liked. You two were having two different competitions, you wanted to see just when your sweet boyfriend realized what you were doing.

Experimentally you ground your hips down against him again, feeling his length jump between you, his thigh tensing up beneath you. As discreetly as you could you began to lean forward, grinding your swollen clit down against the taut muscle of his thigh. You sighed softly, hands moving to hold his knee to support you in the new position and your feet coming up, one to rest in the chair at his outer thigh and the other carefully placed between his thighs.

“How’s it going?” You tried to keep your voice even as you started another painfully slow grind of your clit against him. You tried any assortment of movements that you could, forward and back, side to side and sinful circles that had your thighs clenching on his. You were looking at the screen but not necessarily watching, more focused on finding just the right movement of your hips.

“It was a little hard at first but after a couple deaths I figured out the patterns of the enemies. Takes a bit of dodging and parrying to get past the first onslaught of enemies.” Your hole squeezed down on nothing as your boyfriend explained himself. You loved everything about him, more than just his looks and his gentle heart, even the way he spoke turned you on. He sounded so sincere and spoke like he knew the inner workings of everything.

Circles were perfect, your head hanging forward as his thigh remained tense beneath you. He drove you crazy without even realizing it, his fingers not stopping their clicking on the keys as he spoke to you. “I knew you’d get it, you’re so good.” You moaned softly, your juices spilling onto the gusset of your panties. Morph had that cute smile on his face from the praise, dimples sitting high on his cheeks.

You didn’t know how long you could stand it, letting your hips shift backwards so his bulge pressed against your panties again. Surely this would catch his attention, the warmth of you pressing against him and stimulating him. You ground down against his tip, imagining the flush color it had taken from how long he’d been hard. You wanted so badly to soothe it, feel it jumping between your pink walls.

Morph’s own breathing had deepened as he drew nearer to the final boss that would flag the end of the tutorial section. His hips would jump at times, subtly to feel you against him more whenever your hips would lift from his lap. He swallowed thickly, feeling hot despite the air at full blast. Another glance down at you and his mouth grew dry at the sight. He thought it had to be an accident, the way you were wiggling against him to get comfortable had made him hard.

Now that he had seen what you were doing, it was all he could focus on, how warm you felt against him, the wet spot that was beginning to form on the cotton of his sweats. It caught his attention rather quickly that you weren’t moving by chance, you were grinding down against him on purpose. His fingers paused on the keyboard, his character going idle as he watched you closely, brows pinched as his focus quickly shifted elsewhere.

Your head turned when you heard a grunt come from Morph, his eyes on your ass rather than the monitor. He was begging with his eyes already, like a puppy with how big and brown they were.

“What happened to the game? Gave up?” Your hips didn’t stop as you questioned him, another breath coming from his throat. His fingers twitched from their position on the keyboard before he was moving them to gently grab onto your hips, wanting to guide you against him. “No no no, keep playing. Have to beat the boss…” You gave a little bounce on his tip, your cheeks rippling against your thighs and Morph letting out a soft groan that lit your nerves alight.

Morph listened, he was always such a good listener, his hands returning to the keys. He was hesitant before he fully committed to moving his character again, his eyes flitting eagerly between you and the monitor.

You stopped your hips again, letting him settle and return to gaming. It was only during the cutscene that you turned partially to help pull his sweats and boxers down his strong thighs. Your hand reached into the leg of his sweats to help guide his length out, thick and throbbing in your palm. He was warm, precum already beading at the tip.

Morph held his breath as you held him in your hand, the cut scene running without him taking in a word of it. He was eagerly waiting for what you’d do, hands twitching and wanting to hold you, guide you, touch you, anything.

Your hips were grinding down needily before you could guide his fat tip to press against your clit. It was like electricity, your thighs starting to tremble as you stroked him along your slit, nudging your clit periodically. You moaned softly, wetting his length with your juices as you guided him down to your hole.

Your attention was brought to the monitor when his character yelped in pain, the fight having started without Morph noticing. He was entranced by the sounds of your wet lips parting for his tip, the feeling of being dipped into your hole but not getting the relief of sinking in like he wanted.

“FiFi, you’re dying.” Morph’s finger pressed against the key, his character rolling out of the way of another attack, his eyes finally moving back to the game. His attention was split, and not very well as he was doing more dodging than he was attacking. Morph licked his lips, picking his hips up to help press deeper into your entrance.

You caught on quickly, pulling his tip away from your hole so he instead slid along your wet lips, precum squirting onto your clit from the sensation. “Focus on the game.” Morph shifted in his seat, trying to get his attention back on the game. He managed to get a few attacks in as you tapped his tip against you, thin strings of grool connecting the two of you.

The stimulation was minimal enough, he got his opponents health down ⅓ of the way without getting hit again. You took it upon yourself to up the stakes, pressing his tip down until he was pressed against your entrance again. You pushed your hips down, his tip popping in with a wet slurping sound. His tip was enough to make you feel full, walls clenching down desperately on what you’d been waiting for.

You could feel his tip twitching, pressing against your front wall. Morph whined from behind you, his nose nudging against your neck as he drew in closer to you. He wanted to be closer to you, not focused enough to move his character away from an attack. He was picking his hips up again in an attempt to get deeper, his tip heavy as it weighed against your walls, a bulge prominent as he shifted inside of you.

You moaned as his veins rubbed against the ridges of your walls, which turned into a giggle at his eagerness. You lifted up onto your knees to keep his tip at your entrance. Morph whined your name, his hands moving from the keyboard, his character dying on the screen as he grabbed for your waist.

“Don’t tease, please. Sit..” His voice came out whiny, his hands gripping your body but not pulling you down. He knew that it was your decision and not his but he was desperate for you, wanting to feel you deeper. It was torturous feeling how you clenched and massaged his tip, urging out more squirts of precum.

You loved when he spoke to you like that, desperate for you in a way that no one else had been. Slowly you allowed yourself to sink down, a gasp caught in his throat as you squeezed and clenched the whole way down. Grool dripped down his base towards his balls, his length easily filling out your walls.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” He chanted, kissing over the skin of your shoulder as you seated yourself on his base, walls stretching to accommodate him. You never really got used to how big he was, how you could feel him pressing against your pulsing walls at any given time. How he made that bulge in your stomach that he couldn’t help but pet and stroke with perverted admiration.

Your hands returned to his thighs, allowing you to distribute your weight better, rising up towards his tip to sink back down to his base. His hands gripped your waist, fingers sinking into the skin as you bounced your weight onto his thighs. His groans were only broken up by his eager pants, warm precum spraying and painting your already dripping walls.

“So good…so perfect.” He moaned mindlessly into your ear, balls clenching when his tip kissed your cervix. You stopped for a moment, walls clenching repeatedly at the pressure, seated at his base and keeping his tip pinned against your cervix.

Morph’s hips were moving on their own, bouncing you lightly on his lap and not giving you the break you felt you needed. Your walls already felt sensitive from the few thrusts to your cervix and his overexcited thrusting didn’t help. The thrusts were short, just enough to slam his tip into your cervix before he was retreating and doing it again.

You hadn’t been in control long, his thrusting reducing you to nothing but moans and whimpers. His right hand trailed down between your thighs while his left grasped your left breast. You shuddered as if shocked, his finger quickly swiping at your clit.

“Too much.” Despite what your mouth was saying you were already lifting yourself up to continue the brutal pace on your cervix. You came down on his tip when he was bucking his hips towards you, your eyes rolling back at all the sensations at once. Your head tilted back to rest on his shoulder as you both listened to the lewd slurping of your walls around him, breathy moans and skin slapping together.

“Almost done, I promise. Just a little more…” His hips picked up speed and the hand on your breast moved as well as the hand on your clit, both wrestling your legs from the chair to in front of you with ease. He pressed your thighs against your chest, your balance being thrown off and your back resting against his chest. His hands pinned your body against him, pressing against the back of your knees as he thrusted into you from below.

You couldn’t move no matter how bad you wanted to, your pussy at his disposal, his balls slapping against your vulva loudly. He was moaning your name on repeat, like it was the only thing he could think of, his left hand moving to overtake both your knees while his right went back to flicking your sensitive nub.

“Baby.” You whined, hands grasping at his biceps desperately as he kept going, not a tremor or pause in his hips as he edged you both closer to release. “Doing so good for me.” Your voice caught in your throat when he pinched on your clit, lips hurriedly kissing over your neck. It was nothing like the quickened and needy pace he was fucking you with, causing your walls to contract almost painfully to keep him inside of you.

Morph knew you were close, judging by the way you whined and gripped onto him. Your pussy was dripping onto his lap, wetting his upper thighs, even moreso when he’d sink back against your cervix. Lightly he pat his hand against your clit until he progressively started to hit harder, wet smacks causing your thighs to jump against each other. “C’mon, give it to me.” He pressed his hips forward, hard against your cervix.

Your thighs trembled in his grip, your abs tightening as you finally came, your cum dribbling out around him messily. You sobbed softly from the intensity, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath, trembles still wracking through you as he kept thrusting.

Feeling your walls tighten around him was enough for his thrusts to finally slow, his length twitching as he squirted cum against your walls. He groaned, the vibrations felt in your back from his chest, another few kisses being peppered along the length of your shoulder. He let your legs come down only when he was finished pumping you full, allowing your body to relax against his.

“Sorry, I didn’t get to finish.” You had forgotten about the game, so caught up in your boyfriend as you calmed down. You rested back against him, guiding his arms to wrap around your midsection in a warm embrace.

“S’okay…” You murmured, eyes fluttering closed as you enjoyed the moment. “I can sit right here while you finish…” His length had begun softening inside of you but at the idea of you staying on his lap while he gamed had it twitching back to life.

Morph leaned in to press a kiss to your temple, leaning over towards the bed to pull a blanket off to cover the both of you. “You’ll tell me if you get uncomfortable right?” He looked down at you, rolling the gaming chair closer towards the desk. He only started the game when you nodded. You finally got the chance to watch him cruise through the game with ease.

#fluidjj #morpheus carter #sub reader #reader insert #female reader #x reader #fem reader #smut #¡shortnsweet!#original character

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the-good-ending-of-the-world · 2 years

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✯ ᗰOᖇᑭᕼᗴᑌՏ ᙭ ᖇᗴᗩᗪᗴᖇ ✯

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Summary: Morpheus saved you from the matrix when you were just 18, after spending many years training and spending time with you, he realises hes fallen inlovs with you and you share his feelings. After months of being together he asks you whether you regret your decision knowing your answer could hurt him greatly.

Kinda cute ngl

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4 years ago

Your eyes flutter struggling to stay open as the bright light hovering above you blinds you. You attempt to lift your arm to cover your face, shielding your eyes from the light but they fail you, they feel heavy and weak as if you've never used then before. "B-bright..." Is all you manage to say. You hear two sets of footsteps rush towards you, one either side of you, you hear typing whilst the light above you switches off. "Y/N? Are you feeling okay?" You hum lazily as you begin to open your eyes, looking at the faces checking over you. "My name is Tank," he waves down at you, "And this is my brother, Dozer." He points to the taller man. You smile weakly at him as to greet him, "You may be feeling weak, you've been asleep along time. Welcome to the real world by the way. Do you need anything? Like water or...?"

Morpheus. You want Morpheus. You needed to hear his voice because you are definitely panicking right now. "M-Morph...eus." Your throat felt dry and your voice came out hoarse and forced. "Morpheus? You want Morpheus? Um... yeah. Sure. Give me a minute." He rushes out of the room and Tank analyses your blood pressure and heart rate. "Hey, hey, hey- I need you to calm down okay. I know how new this all is and I was in your position too, but it's only going to make you weaker with all this stress and panic, okay?" You nod quickly, taking deep breaths, trying desperately to calm yourself. He watches as your heart monitor becomes slower, still faster then usual, but still an improvement.

"Y/N?" Morpheus. His voice was calmer then usual, it was soothing. You eyes darted to him as he stood beside Dozer, you hear Tank snicker beside you as you realise how much calmer you are. "We'll leave you two to talk." Morpheus nods as the brother walk past him and close the door. "How are you?" He asks as he walks to sit next to you. "Everything aches," you laugh half-heartedly, "Can you help me up? Please." He nods, "Of course I can." He slides his hands under your shoulders and lifts you up so your back is now resting against his chest. "I already miss sushi." You joke as you both laugh. "Your the youngest ever brought outside the matrix, your brave not to mention strong." You nod as you lean back into his chest, as his chin rests on your shoulder. "I'm craving hot chocolate." You state, "Maybe when your strong enough and once your ready, we could go to a nice café." He proposes simply. "You'd do that for me?" Didn't you meet him a month ago? "Why not? A hot chocolate sounds good."

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The training had been harder then you expected, it was continuous and tiring, and you rarely had time for breaks. However whenever you fell or felt like giving up Morpheus was always by your side. "I'm sorry..." you cried into his jacket as the two of you sat on top of a large skyscraper, "What for?" He wipes your eyes and holds your head against his chest, "You said I was strong but now I'm letting you down... I can't- I can't get this jump." He shushed you, tucking your hair behind your eyes and shaking his head, "No, No, No, you couldn't let me down. No one ever gets this quickly, let alone first try. You can do it. What can I do to cheer you up, hm?" You think, realizing just how much you ache and how heavy your eyelids feel, "M' tired." You mumble into his jacket, the thought of sleep making you yawn, "Are you still not sleeping? Still having nightmares?" He asks, remembering your first weeks of being here. "Sometimes, not so much anymore." He nods as he pushes against the wall to stand up, pulling you up with him.

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Training was getting easier, Morpheus had helped you perfect your physic jumps and you could finally do it without falter. Now the two of you were in a cool, large room, boxing eachother. Sweat forming a thin layer on your skin, you were both determined to catch eachother off guard in an attempt you win. You throw a punch and he catches it with ease, whilst he is distracted you attempt to kick him in the stomach, he catches your foot and pulls making your fall, however you quickly grab his collar, pulling him down with you. You both fall to the plush grey mats below you, him on top of you.

You lay below him as his hands on either side of you head support himself, one knee between your legs and the other by your hip, your faces only inches apart. Your arm reaches up and hooks itself behind his neck, unintentionally pulling him closer, your breathing quickens as his eyes move towards your lips then back to your eyes. "Morpheus...?" You whisper. "Yes?" His voice is shaky and tired, "Kiss me?" He nods and pressed his lips to yours as if he was desperate for your touch, you kissed back immediately as you hooked your other arm over him neck. He deepened the kiss and let his younger slip into your mouth, as you moaned softly.

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"So, Y/N, what do you miss in the matrix?" Cypher asks loudly, "Uhhh.... mostly long, hot showers," you joke as everyone hums in agreement, "But seriously? My cat. As well as living a normal life without having to worry about this... war everyday, Ya know?" Trinity, Tank and Dozer nod, "Once it's all over though, it'll be worth it, we'll be free." Trinity added. "I know but let's be realistic here, will any of us live that long to see that day?" You snap, they looked shocked but deep down they knew your words were true. "Personally I miss sex." Cypher chimes into the conversations trying to make the mood a little brighter, instead earning groans of disgust from the group. Tank leaves to return to analysising the matrix code, whilst Dozer joins him, you too excuse yourself and join Morpheus in the next room, leaving Trinity with Cypher.

"He's just gotta open his mouth hasnt he?" You complain as you slump into the chair besides Morpheus who's busy fixing a computer on the ship, "Let me guess, Cypher again?" You nod and Morpheus chuckled, "I heard, conversation sounded pretty intense to me." You felt bad had be heard your thoughts. "I'm going to ask you a serious question, and I want you to answer honestly, okay?" The atmosphere seems to change, and you nod at him, "I would never lie to you anyway, Morph." He sighs, "Do you regret your decision? I mean like... choosing truth over oblivion?" Wow. That was not what you were expecting. You hesitate to answer, not knowing yourself. But you want to answer truthfully.

"Sometimes. When I'm here with you and everything's calm I feel... great and loved, like at the Zion celebration..." you blush thinking about the night and he too seems to be reacting the same, "But... when we're flying through tunnels trying not to die, It gets to much, I just want to be back at 'home' with my cat pretending everything's okay. But I mostly fear loosing you, Morpheus... I love you so much, too much, and seeing you selfishly risk your life hurts." Morpheus facial expression says it all, kind and understanding, like that time you sat together on top of that skyscraper. He reaches his arms put you sit forward into his touch and he pulls you into his lap, kissing your forehead and he embraces you, whispering promises and praises into your hair, followed by a large amount of 'I love yous'.

#gn!reader #afab reader #morpheus #the matrix #this man is underrated #comfort #friends to lovers

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