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"m-mama, please..." matthew cries, his tenacious grip suffocating the fabric of your bedsheets. your silicone tip sinks into the muff that is his obstinately open hole, dragging fluids from the watery lair.

"hmm, my honey?" you purr, drawing your touch to enclose the skin of matt's sensitive waist. the boy, flushed a light pink, trips over his tongue, breath jagging in his throat.

his mouth splayed, all matts wishes of being toyed and played with by you twist themselves to sentences from his teeth. "d-deeper, plea-haahh-please.. mama.." he whimpers, voice dipping as he feels your faux cock intrude further into his tight, gummy walls.

matt writhes deeply, savouring the way your hips kiss his ass as he takes every inch of you. he can feel a knot beginning to tighten below his abdomen, motivating strangled moans to fall from his throat in the heat of the moment. "oh- t-thank you, thank you!"

you smile, beginning to thrust your dildo with more vigor as you utter teasing praise. "good boy, so polite.." you watch as matt shudders at your words, craving more of your attention even when it's always all on him. a rush of blood pools in his tummy, beginning to run down to his red, angry tip.

"f-fuck, oh, mama! m-" matthew cuts himself off, attempting to catch his breath in a useless attempt at being quiet. "im gonna cum! p-please!"

your hand finds itself around the flesh of matt's cock, of which is leaking down to the bed and begging to paint it white with it's building release. his arch deepens at your caress, hips bucking in to the deeply craved sensation. "cum for me, sweetheart."

"m- mama, c-cumming!"

an immediate spurt of hot, viscid liquid shoots itself out of matthew's dick, raw with overstimulation. "ah! y-y/n! fuck!" a series of moans, thick with arousal, pour from his bitten lips, vocalising just how profuse the pleasure you've given him feels.

"oh," matt pants, head hung low and eyes rested shut. "m-mama.."

before he can whine much longer, you gently flip matt over to his back, vulnerable and supine looking up at you. your lips wonder up his naked body, tasting the salt of his sweat and the tenderness of his skin. each kiss is a tattoo of your love, your pink lipgloss staining the pale skin of matt's collarbone.

"mm- g-god, love you, mama.."

"i love you more, baby."

an: don't know if i like this but wtvr, also im incredibly sorry this took over a month 😭

this au taglist: @grace-sturnz