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You and Nick had been visiting the guys at their home in la, as you frequently do. It was fun and all, considering not a moment goes by in that house without pissing yourself laughing, but it had also left you two longing for more than just the occasional kiss or hug. 

This night was like most, some of the guys were up in their rooms working on whatever while the rest grouped up in the main living room to watch some sort of show on the tv. After a few hours had gone by, the room slowly but surely trickled down to just you, Nick, and Noah, who decided it was late and voiced he was going to bed.

You said your final goodnights, eyes following as they trudged their way up the stairs before disappearing around the corner. You turned to meet with a face that had yet to look up, and before giving him the chance to notice, a simple “we should go to the car” flew from your lips.

It had been a long two weeks since the last time you were alone in a place that allowed you to truly show how much you missed each other. You watched as his expression changed in a matter of seconds to utter shock, i mean, ur not even at ur house wdym go to the car??.

It took him a moment before turning to face you, this time with a slight smirk starting to creep its way to his lips, which was all you needed to see before you were up off the couch with your hands stretched out, signaling him to grab hold so you could pull him up. 

You both made your way to the door and opened it as you slipped your shoes on, with a hand finding its way to your lower back. It guided you out and down the steps, before slithering itself all the way around in order to pull himself closer and walk directly beside you. 

Nick led you to the rear door of the car and before opening it he gave your ass a light squeeze, as your cheeks burned in excitement. You chewed at your bottom lip and slid your way to the opposite seat, leaving room for him on the adjacent leather beside you.

The very second he closed the gap to the outside, you were on top of him practically smothering his mouth with yours. Hands found hips, pulling shirts off and tongues found throats, echoing moans within them.

Everything he did flowed seamlessly with your actions, as if you two were born to be together. The way his mouth fit perfectly on your neck and the way his bulge fit perfectly between your legs made it all feel so serene.

You began to rut your hips against the heavenly placed mound beneath you, as you felt a low hum buzz against the skin of your neck where he continued to suck and nip. 

You peeled yourself off and stripped off the remaining clothing on your bottom half, as he watched with an animalistic grin while simultaneously reaching for his waistband. He pulled just a little further, allowing his throbbing cock to come popping out. 

A string of precum leaked down his already wet and sticky tip, showing just how badly he missed your touch, as you wrapped a hand around him. You began pumping slow, slow strokes along his length before hovering your sopping cunt just above it. 

His hands immediately found either side of your waist and gripped hard as you lowered yourself down. All the way down. 

He’s admittedly far too big to do this, but with the longing sensations for each other's touch that had become too much, mixed with just how wet you were, the entirety of him was able to sink deep inside your weeping core. 

The car filled with shared breathless moans and grunts that erupted from far within your throats, as if they had been begging to be let go. Nick's grip tightened as he began to find his rhythm, pulling you up just to slam you back down, watching as your face writhed with pleasure. 

With the feeling so desperately yearned for over the past few weeks, caused each thrust to bring the both of you dangerously close to finishing in a matter of minutes. 

The sound of his voice always left you weak in the knees, so when a “you're so fuckin' good to me” jumbled from his mouth, your pussy clenched against him, inevitably causing him to give your cunt one final slam before you felt hot spurts shoot through your core. 

He loved taking his time, being sure to spend hours touching and kissing you all over and whispering those sweet nothings that always left you craving more, but the desire for you had taken over.

You followed quick after as you felt him twitching beneath you, and the way he kept his pace led to the mix of each other's cum to seep through and onto the seats. The stick of skin slowed to a stop as you both began to come down, head falling down to sit in the crook of his neck.

His hands began to scratch your back as your breathing came back to normal, “we should've thought of this sooner” whispered out as he lifted you off and handed you the clothes that laid on the floor. 

It’s early.. oh so early but once he realizes you're awake he lazily tugs you up against his chest, grumpily rolling out a “morning, baby". You respond in the same tried grumble as you back yourself up so you're more snug against him, when you begin to feel a familiar pressure against the lower curve of your ass.

The sleep of the morning quickly leaving as realization strikes at the feeling. You grin to yourself as you slowly roll your hips back and forth, causing a hand to snake around your side, gripping at the fat of your hips. Still half asleep, he fumbles with your shorts until he grabs hold of the top band in a bunch and rips them down.

You lift your hips up to help slide them off, as he slips his hand to the waistband of his boxers and pulls out his already rock hard cock. “So fuckin’ hot” buzzed through the skin of your neck, sending goosebumps to cover your barely clothed body, as he carelessly shoves himself into you. 

More times than not, he’d take the time getting you practically begging and sopping wet for him, but something about this morning had him much grumper than usual. He finds your hip once again and digs his fingers in, as if you were trying to get away, and picks up to a relentless speed.

In this moment, all he cares about is the feeling of your wet hot cunt wrapped around his entire length, and that’s just what he did. He took long hard thrusts, being sure to pull out slowly just so he can ram himself in harder, reaching an even deeper spot in your core that begged to be touched. The room was quick to be filled with the sounds of desirous moans and deep grunts alongside the clacking clicks of wet skin slapping wet skin.

Once he found his rhythm and was sure you would follow, he slithers his arm up your side and takes hold of your tit, gripping it and compressing you flush against his chest so he can hiss out just how well you're taking him into your ear. 

The sounds of his voice that early in the morning mixed with the tone of aggression had you pawing at anything you could reach. Each thrust had you pulsating, and he was quick to notice as he felt you begin to tighten around him. But before he allowed you to do anything, “don’t even think about it til I tell you to” spat from his lips as he picked up his pace once more.

You bit back tears at the unforgiving force he created as his cock continued to fill and empty your now pounding cunt. The crying pleas that burned through your throat in hopes to slow him were now being used against you, as each one that came begging out was just another deep thrust and “not yet”.

You squeeze your eyes shut tight in a desperate attempt to hold onto the orgasm that longed to be let go as the ruts of his hips became undeniably shameless. Tears fell as you felt yourself start to come undone, and with one final plea to show him just how close you were, an almost Godlike “cum for me, baby. I wanna feel you all around me” flowed through your ears. 

That alone sent you over the edge as you raddled out his name in a crying scream.

He held you tight as he gave you a few more hastful thrusts before filling you with streams of his cum far into your core. His pace slowed as he let you come down from your high and steady the shaking that overtook your legs. 

After everything had settled he pulled himself out, watching as the mix of both your cum seeped its way out of your throbbing cunt and onto the mattress, yet doing nothing about it due to the grouch that was still flowing through him.

He rolled himself over to check the time and grumbled out a moan as he pulled you closer yet again and placed his chin on the hook of your shoulder.

- he absolutely loudly open mouth dad snores

- grunts and groans when he stands up

- get this man a recliner and he’s never leaving it

- hover your hand over the remote and it’s an automatic “i’m still watching that” before he passes out again

- always helping you out with anything no matter what (dinner, shopping, laundry, dressing your kids/doing their hair, all the cute dad shit!)

- “kiddo”

- you would have to be the “voice of reason” (“you can have one, just don’t tell” as he’s taking one for himself too, but shhh you don’t know that)

- on the topic, he lets them do stuff behind your back (sneaking an extra snack or watching smth a little too inappropriate.. nothing too bad he’s a good dad!!)

- absolutely sobs when you tell him your pregnant or want to adopt (though he tries not to..)

- still sobbing when that little baby arrives (he’s so gentle w them it’s fucking adorable, someone definitely has a picture of him crying while holding them)

- super protective of the two of you

- you and him do that two hand swing while walking

- you’re always finding them taking naps together

he’s absolutely one thousand percent a girl dad and you cannot tell me otherwise !!

- “little lady” in any situation

- when he’s trying to dress her for the day she always ends up looking like a tiny him (xs mens lotr shirt that’s way too big for her and some extra long jorts)

- he’s horrible at doing hair but still tries which results in very uneven lopsided bun/pigtail.. things?

- putting her in his big hats that fall in front of her face

- oh so many pictures of her in said hats along with just her in general. if she’s playing dress up, helping you do something in the kitchen, whatever it is he’s taking plenty of pictures

- speaking of dress up.. there are countless times you’ve walked in on him in a teeny little tiara having a tea party with her and some bears

- “hates” (fucking loves it) when she’ll do his makeup or paint his nails

- will forever and always wear bracelets she makes for him (and tries to learn how to make them)

now if he did have a boy though..

- spitting image of him.

- like your kid looks exactly like him and wants to be just like dad

- he grows his hair out, starts asking to wear big shirts and hats, grows a big interest in drums..

- and matt would put big ol’ headphones on your kid and hoist him up on his lap to teach him how to play them (sobbing)

- also turning him into a ‘mini matt’ by putting this little guy into big graphic tees and shorts

- always roughhousing when he’s older, to the point where you make them go outside

- “hey big guy”

- would never say it but if he gets into lotr he could not be happier (if you’re there too you can see a smile on his face the entire time)