your reflection stared back at you in the mirror, and so did matt's.

he watched in awe as a series of bold, romantic jewellery dripped down your body like smooth honey. the various metals coated your neck, ears, wrists - the list goes on - and caught the light as they dangled and clashed together. you wore a selection of peices, ranging from milgrain edged rings to glowing pearl bracelets. a swarm if butterflies filled matt's stomach at the sight, only further fuelling his attraction to you in the moment.

suddenly, you heard the gentle pad of matthew's feet along the floor, and before you knew it, two yearning arms clung diligently around your waist.

"hi, sweetheart." you smiled, lifting a hand to the back of the boy's head, of which he raised to look at you.

"hi, mama.." his face flushed a soft pink, innocent and submissive dawning up at you.

matt nuzzled himself into your chest, jumping at the abrupt sharp cold of your necklace against his paleness. his breath hitched in his throat, and he squeezed his arms tighter. it was an intense feeling, somewhat painful in comparison to his hot, freckled cheeks. something in him, however, craved that feeling again.

"you alright, baby?" you asked gently. "oh, sorry, my necklaces are in your way." you clutched at the stones along your skin and slowly shifted them to the side, only to be met with one of the saddest whines you'd ever heard from matthew's mouth; deep and longing to be stung by you once more.

"oh?" you laughed. matt was mortified, hiding in his grip on you as if he hadn't just done what he did. you knew, though, that neither of you wanted to forget it happened.

you gradually took some silver in-between your fingers, beginning to hold an emerald green pendant against the small exposed area of the brunette's neck.

matthew gasped. his body went stiff, yet he turned towards the sensation like it was the drug of his life. now, he honestly thought it might as well be. his fingers curled at the hems of your shirt to anchor himself as his legs went to jelly and he felt a rush of warmth to his core.

"yeah? you like that, do you?"

"y-yes... i- i like it, mama.." matt pleaded, tucking his bottom lip underneath his shiny, white canines. "s-so much.."

"does it hurt, my honey?" a soft hint of worry laced your words, even as the flirtatiousness lingered.

matt folded his lips into a pout. this was a reoccurring topic - pain and degradation being a point of interest but you not wanting to harm your boyfriend. sturniolo wasn't one to beg or even ask for things you weren't comfortable with. a respectful boy, really. but he needed it. needed that burn. needed that sting. needed you of anyone to give it to him. and you were sure he would do anything he could to get it.

"please, mama." matthew almost sobbed, tears of hopelessness threatening to drown his waterline. "please don't stop. please, i-"

"okay, okay, darling." you stroked his back soothingly, placing a kind kiss to his hair. "just this once, yeah?"

matt vigorously nodded, hugging you closer to him - if that was even possible at this point. "t-thank you..."

"good manners, dear." your hand trailed down the boy's body, trickling to the bulging zip of his pants. your fingertips fumbled around his clothed cock, pressing a delicious arousal into the firmness. he writhed at the pressure, grinding his hips further into your touch.

"is this what you want, baby?"

matt didn't hesitate. "y-yes, p-please, mama.. wan' to feel g-good, mommy.." his pants swiftly found the floor, as did his boxers, revealing his aching, hard shaft throbbing against your thigh. though you two were standing up, matthew still found a way to bend his knees and begin humping your leg. a quick fire of the pleasure he so craved shot up his body, sending a chilling shiver down his spine.

"needy, aren't you, sweet boy?" a smug smile painted itself along your lips.

"mmgh- mama.. c-can we please sit down.. please.." matt begged, voice rasped and fucked-out even with the little progress he'd made.

your bodies lovingly found the edge of your mattress and tangled close in front of the mirror. matt wrapped his thighs securely around one of your own, a sound similar to a moan bellowing into your ear at this new position. he keened at the feeling of your grasp so tightly swung around his waist, shyly kissing a small patch behind your ear.

"may i.. please.." but matthew could barely form a sentence. something about this whole situation with you had gotten him so unbelievably worked up - lucky you understood his every move.

"go on, sweetheart. make yourself feel good for mommy." you said knowingly, watching carefully as matt pressed himself against you. those words made him go crazy, and you knew that.

the boy thrusted his leaking dick on your exposed upper leg so desperately you would think he'd been waiting for years. he was a pulsing dark red and dribbling white pre-release with each movement, the feeling bleeding into his tummy as he whimpered out in ecstasy. he threw his spiralling head back, whining as all his blood ran to the inches where they mattered.

"f-fuck- m-mama!" matthew mewled, burrowing his eyes in your shoulder as he continued to buck up into your flesh. but something was missing. he hadn't forgotten about what had got him here in the first place. he waited patiently for that freezing, metallic ache to be felt.

"oh!"

and there it was.

you tenderly layed your wrists, swimming in chains and bangles, to the side of matthew's hips and ass. it was immediate, the sting, and, instead of a cry, it drew a deep moan of arousal from far within matt's chest. it felt so cold in comparison to the hot, awake nerves all under his skin, and fierce arousal relentlessly throbbed all throughout his frame as a result.

"mama! t-thank you! m- ah!" matt blubbered, his rhythm becoming more and more sloppy with each second. his fingernails dug into the sides of your arms, of which could not help but roam like wildfire all over his plush; back, thighs, chest - every part of him was given a taste of your love, though his skin was not given a break from your metal.

"so cold, hm? again? you want it again?"

matthew whinced as you pushed your jewellery further to his skin, salty tears running themselves down his flushed cheeks without fail. he both ran away and grinded closer to the sensation at the same time, overwhelmed by it's burn.

"o-oh my g-god!" he shouted, trembling and sweating at a million miles an hour.

"that's it, keep going, baby." guiding his hips, you dragged out long, sweet praises just to the tip of his ear.

matt was lost of breath, his chest rising and falling almost to the speed of his thrust. "f-feels s'good, mommy.. mmgh!"

you let out a laugh of sympathy, giving him little kisses all down where you could reach. "tired, my honey?" you brushed the brunette's hair from his forehead and slowed your grip ever so slightly.

"y-yes.." matthew's jaw had fallen slack, continuous filthy noises still slipping from his teeth. "mm- b-but i needa c-cum! s-so close..!"

"you can do it, sweetheart, almost there." at that, matt began thrashing his hips once more, mashing his slick, rock-hard pole into your thigh with all his might.

"mm- f-fu- m-mama!" his words were broken, exhausted and pleading, but nothing could bring him to a stop. a familiar heat pooled in his tummy, and quickly swam to his smarting, wet tip.

"m-mama, i-i'm cumming!"

"cum for me, baby." and with matthew's climax, you hastily pressed a golden gemstone of yours to his pinky nipple.

the final sting wasn't expected, especially not there of all places; but god, he couldn't ever complain, and didn't ever want to. thick, white seed spilled all over your leg in an instant, cries of pleasure flooding the room. matt's vision went starry and blurred like stairs to the heaven that was his orgasm. he moaned and sobbed, messy and ruined all because of you and that delicious accessory burn.

matthew collapsed in your arms as his high faded, completely spent and unable to lift his limbs any longer. a slight movement was still present in his lower torso, twitching and pulsing in the aftershocks.

"mm.. sniff- mama.." he mumbled, all sorts of liquids glistening on his face and delicate frame.

"good boy, matt, you're okay.." you whispered, melting into a soft kiss on your boy's pouted lips.

"s-so good..."