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youre sat on the couch, legs bare and spread out in front of you. the tv plays in the background while you scroll mindlessly on your phone.

eyes devour up your body, from the tips of your white toenails to the crown of your head. admiring every curve and shift of your body.

chris' hand finds its way onto your thigh, causing you to look at him. he has that look in his eyes.

"want you." he murmurs, a smirk on his handsome face. your eyes glance over to matt as he scrolls on his phone. "matt..." you whine, spreading your legs. hes quick to drop his phone and make his way over to you.

matts fingers slide up your shirt as he sits between your legs, showing your bare stomach. his lips are warm as they press right beneath your breasts. his kisses make their way down your stomach so slowly, you feel like youll melt before hes done. chris is beside you, crouched onto the floor as his hand wraps around your neck. he tilts your head towards him, looking into your eyes before pressing his lips against yours.

the kiss is quickly deepened as he slips his tongue into your mouth. you moan at the contact, matts open- mouthed kisses against your stomach only adding to the fire.

chris sits you up, tugging your shirt off over your head. his hand gropes your bare tit. "no bra?" he groans, raising an eyebrow. you nod, "i was waiting for you."

his lips attach to yours again in a hurried frenzy. laced with a certain hunger. matts fingers quickly tug at your shorts, pulling them off of your legs in one fell swoop.

once he sees whats underneath, he loses it.

you end up thrown in the middle of matts bed, left in only your lacy thong. they both tug their shirts off as their hands roam over your body. "spread 'em." matt commands, your thighs opening before you can think. his devilish smile is the same every time.

chris is at your side, lips wrapped around your nipple with a hum. your nails glide over his scalp, eyes locked with matts. he leans in over your clothed heat. his lips press a soft kiss over the lace, a breath exiting your lungs at the contact.

he continues, darting his tongue out to lick a stripe over the cloth. you twitch as his tongue pushes the lace over your sensitive nub. chris kisses his way up your neck, leaving love marks all over your side.

you gasp, feeling matts warm mouth begin its work over your panties. whines fall from your lips. "please." you cry, needing more. he stops completely. "whats my name, baby?"

"please, daddy."

he growls, pulling your panties to the side as his tongue licks a wide stripe up your pussy. your back arches into chris' mouth. he pulls back, watching your face as matt devours you. "so pretty, ma." he murmurs, fingers tracing the curve of your jaw. your eyes roll back as his breath catches at the sight. his fingers rest on your bottom lip, tugging it open.

as matt continues his work on your heat, chris slides his finger in your mouth. "suck f'me." you do as he says, moaning around his digits. a smirk takes over his face.

matt plunges two fingers into quickly, curling them to hit the perfect spot inside of you. your hips move on their own, grinding against his face and fingers. they chase your orgasm.

chris pushes his fingers back towards your throat, making you gag. "y'wanna cum?" chris asks, taking his fingers from your mouth to place them in his own. he sucks your saliva off and uses his fingers to tweak your nipple.

"please, daddy. i wanna cum." you whine once again. you feel the build up of tension in your lower belly come to a peak, your legs beginning to shake as you burst. you go silent as white heat flashes through your body. "good girl, baby. cum for us." matt says, fingers coaxing your orgasm on. his tongue darts out one last time to devour every last drop of your release, a smile on his face as he wipes his chin.

chris and matt switch spots as you finally come down from your high, legs still twitching. chris' hands grip your waist, flipping you onto your hands and knees. matt silently reaches for something in his bedside drawer.

you look back at chris, grinding your ass against his hard dick bursting through his pants. he groans low, "fuck." he breathes, hands resting on your ass. matt pulls handcuffs out of the drawer, smirking at you. you bite your lip in anticipation. "ready, princess?" he asks, positioning you with your hands behind your back.

he slides beneath your front, hard cock pressing against his jeans right in your face. you nod as chris takes the cuffs from matt. he clicks them into place, tight around your wrist. he tugs the chain between them, pulling your ass against him.

matt tugs his pants down to let his long and hard cock free. it slaps against his stomach with a loud smack. you lick your lips as he lifts it towards your face. his fingers tangle themselves in your hair, using your head as his personal toy. your lips wrap around the tip as your tongue swirls around the head.

meanwhile, chris behind you keeps a hold on your handcuffs, freeing his length quickly. he lines himself up with your entrance, sliding the tip in with a groan before pulling it back out. he rubs your arousal over your folds with his tip, effectively teasing you. "want this cock, baby?" he asks, not waiting for a response as he slides his dick into you. youre filled to the brim immediately.

matt pushes your head down, his cock kissing the back of your throat. you moan around him, the vibrations causing his head to tip back. you love to please them, so whenever they make any sounds it has you dripping.

chris pounds into you from behind, his free hand occasionally smacking your ass. he slows for a moment and you feel something wet drop onto your asshole. he uses his thumb to spread the liquid. matts cock is deep in your throat when chris' finger slips inside your tight hole. you whimper but it turns to a moan as chris continues his thrusts.

matts smirk is evil as he watches your reaction. you continue your work on his hardened length, his hand in your hair the only way you can move. but matt knows you. he knows when you need a breath and when you need more.

your head bobs in an even rhythm on matt as chris fucks you. the room is filled with the sound of skin on skin and slurping.

youre focused on matts sounds when chris slide another finger in your ass, continuing his thrusts. your eyes widen at the stretch. chris groans behind you, your pussy tightening around his cock. he continues his assault on your cervix, fingering your ass simultaneously.

matts cock hits the back of your throat as he groans. you choke around his girth, feeling warm cum fill your mouth. "fuck, baby. swallow f'me." he finishes, sliding his cock out of your mouth. you swallow the salty liquid down and stick your tongue out to show him. he smiles, bringing your lips to his. "such a good girl, yeah?"

you hum, moans falling from your lips as chris fucks you from behind. his hands reach for the cuffs, letting you free. your hands hold you up over matts cock, still hard. your tongue darts out as you lick up his stomach. each muscles twitches under your tongue.

he just smirks at you knowingly. your orgasm comes sooner than later as chris speeds up, his fingers matching his thrusts. you fuck him back as matt watches your countenance. "cum for us, baby." he husks out, grabbing your chin. your legs shake, your orgasm racking through you at his lewd words. chris curses, his thrusts stuttering as he finishes after you.

his warm cum coats your walls as he pulls out. you fall, exhausted, onto the bed.

matt tuts, a sly smile on his face.

chris ends up next to you. he pushes the hair out of your face, kissing your forehead gently. you smile, kissing him on his lips. his hand grabs your thigh, swinging it over his hip. you slide on top of him easily. his cock re-hardens immediately as your lips collide.

matt slides in behind you, rubbing his hands over your ass. "want us both, baby?" matt asks, slapping your ass once. you whine, pulling away from the kiss. "yes... please." you reply breathlessly.

chris flips you on your back as he lays underneath you. his one hand grips your boob, the other hand grabs his dick. he pushes the tip at your back entrance to slowly slide inside of you. you wince at the stretch.

"y'good, babydoll?" chris asks in your ear. you nod, sinking into him as he bites your shoulder. matt watches you intently, eyes trained on you. he lines himself up and slips his length in you easily. you gasp at the fullness.

matt thumb runs over your bottom lip as you whine. "you can take it, princess. i know you can."

his words encourage you as you start moving your hips. they both groan at your movements. "s'tight." chris murmurs, sucking in a breath. you moan loudly, thighs burning from the work. chris lifts you up, using his hips to thrust into you slowly. matt isnt slow at all. he picks up his pace, thumb finding your clit to coax your orgasm out of you as he fucks you relentlessly.

"so good for your daddies. hm, princess?"

you dont know who says anything anymore all you can focus on is the full feeling tightening that tension low in your belly. "gonna...c- cu-..." you trail off, eyes rolling to the back of your head before you can finish your sentence. your legs lock up as they stick straight up in the air. "come on, baby." they tell you.

matt pulls out as the tension comes to a peak. warm liquid sprays over him and his cock. it drips down your ass and chris' cock. matt growls, sliding back in to continue his assault on your pussy. your brain stops working, the pleasure overbearing.

chris quickly finishes inside of you with a loud moan right in your ear, his fingers twisting your nipple. he slides out, letting matt take over. matts hands slide under your knees, pushing your legs up to your chest as he hits an impossibly deep angle.

you cry out, knowing you wont be able to walk tomorrow. you and matt cum together. his cock slows but that doesnt stop the way your orgasm takes over your body. your nails dig into his shoulders as he grunts above you. its deep and its beautiful.

your eyes finally take in your surroundings. chris' messy hair, some strands sticking straight up as his eyes begin to close on themselves. matts heavy breathing as he pulls out of you with a kiss on your forehead. theyre wholly yours.

messy and beautiful.

this is a repost bc they had it for mature audience only and no one could see it :(

anyways...

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you huff as you set down the full basket of clean laundry in front of your bed. your phone dings, notifications popping up on the screen. you reach over to it and unlock the screen with ease.

matt🔌:

do you need anything?

matt🔌:

im in town.

you suck in a breath as you contemplate. you've been sober since he left town two months ago... but, you do miss him. matt was your friend, even though he was your plug. he put you before the money. oftentimes, he wouldn't even take it. but you'd stick it in his cupholder and run off.

the weed was good too, though.

you give in and text back.

you:

wya?

he sends his location: a gas station right up the street. how convenient... you tug a hoodie over your head and grab your wallet as you slip out the door.

the drive is short and quiet. until you pull into the parking lot.

you see matt leaning up against his car, a joint resting between his fingers as he talks to another man across from him. you park next to him, rolling down your window a crack. you lean your seat back and get comfortable. you text him to let him know you're here and wait for him to come over to your car.

as soon as you send the text, he knocks on your passenger window with a smooth smile on his handsome face.

"hey." he says, opening the door and slipping inside. you smile back, curling your legs up in your seat. "how's it going?" you ask, eyes inconspicuously raking up his frame. hes somehow gotten more attractive.

his head falls back against the seat, his low, red eyes taking in your features. "better." is all he says before he pulls out a thick blunt. you lick your lips in anticipation.

he hands it to you and you put it to your lips, forgetting you don't have a lighter on you. "light me?" you mumble, watching as he pulls a pink lighter out and flicks it to life. he brings the flame to the end of the blunt and you inhale, letting the tip catch before you shake it out.

you hum, knowing this won't be your last time smoking again.

the smoke fills your lungs quickly, so you exhale and pass the blunt. "y'good?" he asks, fingers placing the weed to his lips. you nod and take a deep breath as coughs take over your breaths. "sorry, haven't smoked in a while."

after a while, your head feels too heavy for your neck as it rests against the seat. your smile is lazy and toothy as you laugh at his lame jokes. you can only imagine how your eyes look in the moment. probably red and glossed over.

his eyes are low and tired, the bags beneath them speaking more than he ever would. there's so much unspoken tension between you two. you know he can feel it too, the way his fingers twitch to reach out to touch you. his eyes shift between your eyes and lips like he can't choose which he likes better.

"matt." you whisper after a silent moment. he hums, eyes glued to yours. "i'missed you." you confess, eyes dropping for a moment.

his lips twitch in a small smile.

"I know, baby." his voice is low- not helping the fact that the nickname he called you has your panties wet.

"how'd y'know then?" you tease, leaning in. he shrugs, fingers reaching up to twist a free strand of your hair. "I can tell. you make it pretty obvious."

"no I don't." you lie, a sly smile spreading over your lips. he just smiles back at you, hand reaching up to rest on your cheek. the look in his eyes tells you everything unsaid between you two.

you lean in just as he does and your lips connect softly.

he pulls you into his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist to hold you close. your hips begin to move on their own as he kisses you. he doesn't say anything or even move to stop you.

he pulls your hair away from your neck, lips attacking the sweet spot between your neck and shoulder. a moan escapes your lips before you can stop it and he pauses, looking up at you.

"get in the back."

four words is all it takes for you to climb in the back and open your legs. he tugs his shirt off and climbs in the back with you. you end up on your back with him hovering above you. his hands wander over your body as he kisses your neck. you just let him take over and wrap your legs around his waist.

his fingers tug at the waistband of your pants. "we gotta make this quick, baby." you nod at his words, knowing you're in a parking lot.

your pants slip off with ease as he pulls his cock out. he rubs the tip over your clothed clit, turning you on even more. he pulls your panties to the side, slipping the tip inside all in one swift movement.

you moan at the stretch and spread your legs wider. you need all of him.

he slowly sinks his length inside of you, letting you feel each inch. your walls tighten around him, pulling him deeper inside of you. he groans against your lips, moving his hips against yours. you can't hold back the sounds that come out of your mouth.

he doesn't relent or slow down. even as you drag your nails down his back. you don't even care if someone sees you- it just feels too good.

each thrust brings you closer and closer to the edge, his tip kissing your cervix perfectly. he dives into your neck, continuing his assault on your sweet spot as he fucks you.

you feel white heat wash over you like a wave in the ocean. pleasure crawls down your chest to between your legs. they shake around his hips, his thrusts never stopping until he finishes inside of you with a groan. his warm liquid coats your walls as you come down from your orgasm. "fuck, baby. I really missed you."

you hum in response, too spent for words. he kisses your lips, your forehead, and the tip of your nose. "do you need anything?" he asks, sitting up. you shake your head, tugging your pants on. "m'definitely good. thank you, though."

he just looks at you with admiration, shaking his head before pulling his shirt on. "text me whenever you get home. kay?" he grabs your chin to kiss you one last time. you nod, watching as he smiles at you and leaves you. in the empty car.

you just get in the drivers seat and drive home, replaying the last moments over and over again.

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matt finally finished decorating the house for christmas. he stood in the middle of the living room with his hands on his hips, just standing there admiring his work.

"babe..." you whine, coming up behind him with a smirk on your face. he turns innocently until he sees your sultry smirk. "yes, love?"

you pull your bottom lip in between your lips, knowing exactly what you need from him in this moment. "get on your knees." you whisper, leaning into him to bite his earlobe.

his Adam's apple bobs in his throat as he nods. his eye widen slightly before he follows your words, sliding down slowly, eyes locked onto yours. "good boy." you mutter out.

his fingers slip into the waistband of your thin panties, tugging them down simply until they hit your ankles. you step out slowly as he holds them tight in his fists. his eyes devour your heat, already glistening before him.

you spread your legs apart just a smidge, but he definitely notices. his fingers reach up to wrap around each thigh. he clears his throat, tongue darting out to wet his full lips. he finally puts his lips to your core, pressing a gentle- testing kiss.

your fingers slide into his soft curls as encouragement to him. to show him you want more.

his tongue slides through your folds, wetting them even more. you whine, hips bucking against his tongue. "yes, matt." you moan out as he flicks his tongue against your clit softly.

he's always been shy in the bedroom, but you love it. he listens so well.

his tongue unexpectedly slides inside of you, a moan falling from your lips at the feeling. he moans himself as he dives deeper into your ocean.

the moan sends a delicious vibration down your legs to your toes. he slides his tongue straight up your lips just to hear another sound from you. "ah... fuck." you nearly whine at the sensation.

you finally feel your orgasm roll around as he slips a finger inside of you, curling it into the perfect spot. your legs threaten to give out beneath you as you cum on his face. his tongue and finger help you through the aftershocks, riding out your high as long as possible.

you push him away as the overstimulation becomes too much. he licks his lips, eyes full of hunger. he's not done at all.

his hands slide up your sides as you keep eye contact with him. his lip is dropped out, full of awe as he watched you cum on his tongue. he stands from the floor, now towering over you.

"ive got an early present for you to unwrap." he whispers, wiping your release off of his chin with a huge smirk.

you can't wait.

you have absolutely had it.

chris is always sitting on his phone, ignoring you. and no matter how many times you tell him you wish hed listen to you more, hed stay the same. no fucks given.

you love him, but you know you cant stay with him. he never cares about how you feel. he gives all of his attention to his girl friends, rubbing it in your face as he leave the house for the 5th time this week to go spend the night at some girls house.

"whatever chris. you never listen to me." you say, getting up from his bed as you begin stress cleaning to keep from crying. "why would i listen to your bullshit? youre always complaining about something." he spits, his harsh words are nothing new to you.

"its a very valid thing to be upset about, chris! you ignore your girlfriend of two years, to go hangout with some girl you just met two days ago!" you huff, swinging around to look at him as he puts his shoes on. "im leaving. dont fucking text me." chris says, slamming his door behind him.

thats when the tears started. you cry until its silent, hoping his brothers didnt hear the embarrassing arguing between you two. they did. especially matt. he cant stand the way chris talks to you. every word cuts deep into his heart.

youre sobbing into chris' pillow when you hear a knock. you quickly wipe your eyes, taking a deep breath as you jump up to open the door. "hey." matts soft voice brings you peace as you try to avoid eye contact with him.

"hi. sorry.. um- i hope you didnt hear all that." you blink back the tears as you think about chris' words and tone.

matt reaches out, putting a hand on your shoulder. you fall into his chest as his arms wrap around you in a hug.

and from that night on, matt would be there every time chris was an asshole. every argument when chris would storm out, matt would be there to comfort you.

when chris finally broke up with you, matt let you cry in his arms the whole night. each sob would be soothed as he rubbed your back and played with your hair.

eventually, it became more than just comfort. it was loving.

your eyes were sore from crying as you lifted your head from matts shoulder. your faces were close- too close.

"i can treat you way better than chris ever could... if youll let me?" matt whispers in the small space between you both. you answer him with a kiss, sighing into him as hes all youve been needing.

thats when you and matt decided to start seeing each other. of course you were glowing. you started eating healthier and thinking healthier, causing you to look better. you could tell by the way matt wouldnt just look at you, hed admire you.

when chris found out- it was bad.

he was blowing up your phone. non. stop.

chris

babe im sorry

please i need you

come back to me

you waited until matt left the house to talk to chris in his room. three knocks on his door is all it takes. he swings the door open, eyes widening as he realizes youre really there.

"you need to stop blowing up my phone, chris." his name sounds different coming out of your mouth. you notice the guilt take over his face as he looks down at his feet. "im sorry. im so sorry for everything. i cant stand seeing you with him. so happy and in love. i need you back." he says, eyes glimmering with hope. hope for you to come back to him.

your heart breaks all over again, your hand reaching up to grab his cheek. "oh, chris." is all you can say, knowing you and matt are still dating. even though your heart completely belongs to chris. thats how he broke it in the first place. its always been his.

"i know, baby." you murmur, pulling him in. you fall back into his arms like a puzzle piece, letting him hold you for now. until everything has to fall apart again.

"i missed you. so. much. please just- just come back to me, please." he says, pulling back to look into your eyes. you cant help the smile that takes over your face, just from hearing those words come out of his mouth.

"ive always been yours, chris." you kiss him gently, letting him carry you to his bed for the first time in forever.

when matt comes back home later that night, he notices the dark hickeys all over your neck. he already knows what happened before you even told him.

"im sorry. but, i love him." you say, squeezing chris' hand for comfort. he squeezes back, watching as matt nods, taking in the information. "i better not hear you yelling at her again, chris." matts eyes drill into chris like daggers.

"about that..." chris begins, turning to you. "i shouldve never- ever raised my voice at you. youre the only girl ive ever loved and itll always stay that way. youre perfect in every way and im so sorry for how i treated you. i have no excuse for my actions. im just sorry."

you exhale the long breath youve been holding in, feeling your heart swell as chris kisses you.

its the best kiss youve had since you and chris first started dating. a breath of fresh air. chris later explains himself as to why he was acting so irrationally. and apologizes again.

you just kiss him, knowing you both love each other and thats all that matters to you. as long as youre both happy.

a/n: wow. the ending is badddd but it was too short when i wanted to end it :/

i love when im inspired to write so thank you for the inspo... very creative mind 😛 ily

you shiver, wrapping the blanket tighter around your shaking body. nick, your best friend since freshman year of high school, sits by the fire to warm his hands. "nick! would you be a dear and grab me another blanket? im free-eezing." you say, teeth chattering mid sentence as you sit on the couch.

the snows been coming down like no other. theres probably 4 feet of snow outside. so you, nick, chris, and matt are all stuck inside of your parents winter cabin. you all wanted a little get away for the week before christmas.

"ill get it." matt mutters, getting up to grab you a blanket. he comes back, wrapping the blanket around your shoulders. "its heated." he tells you, pressing a few buttons as you feel it heat up. you gasp in excitement. "thank you!"

since you and nick have been best friends, youve automatically gotten close with his two brothers. especially matt. he always has your back, saying your their fourth quadruplet, making you laugh, and making sure you and nick never argue. which is hard as you and nick are both very opinionated.

"here, get under the blankets." you say to matt, lifting the covers for him to get under. he smiles, shuffling under the blankets with you. "ooo! me too!" chris says, trying to scoot matt over on the small loveseat sofa. "chris, theres no room." matt says, pushing him off of his lap.

chris frowns, crossing his arms. "nick, lets get our own blankets." he says, stomping into the other room. nick laughs, shaking his head. "did your mom ever text you back? about getting the heat on?" nick asks, getting up from the floor.

you shake your head, "shes ignoring me. i think she hates us." you joke, watching as nick rolls his eyes at your dramatics. "ill text her and see if she'll answer me."

your body instinctively snuggles closer to matt as his body heat helps to warm you up. matt finds the tv remote next to him, turning on the news to see the weather man talking about more snow.

"aw hell naw." chris comes up behind you and matt, leaning against the couch as he listens to the tv. "i cant do this." nick says, listening in.

"i think we might freeze to death." you say, looking at nick. he gasps, "okay she texted me back! she said to look in the basement."

you notice nick and chris quickly place their fingers over their nose. youre too slow to realize they were playing 'nose-goes'. matt places his finger on his nose as they all look at you.

"seriously? make the only girl go down in the cold, creepy basement." you start to move the blankets and matt follows. "ill go too."

you smile, grabbing a small throw blanket to toss over your shoulders. you and matt slowly creep down the stairs, chris and nick staying in the living room.

as soon as theyre out of sight, hes on you.

he pins you against the cold concrete wall, lips on your neck. "when are you gonna tell him?" matt asks between kisses. you exhale, "i cant."

matt pulls back, a confused look on his face. "we have to. i cant keep sneaking around like this."

you bite the inside of your lip, "he'll never talk to me again, matt." you feel tears well in your eyes as you think of nicks reaction. you cant live without your best friend.

"yes he will. ill make sure of it. now, come on. lets turn on the heat and tell nick."

and so he turns on the heat, finding the one switch that says 'HEAT' in big letters. you immediately feel warmer as the vents blow warm air throughout the house.

matt grabs your hand as you both exit the basement. you bite your lip in nervousness as matt leads you both through the hallway. you stand in the middle of the living room, hand in hand, waiting for nick to look up from his phone.

matt coughs, "nick."

he finally looks up, waiting for you to say something. "what?"

"um. me and matt- matt and i are dating." you stutter, squeezing matts hand for comfort.

nick looks back down at his phone, not surprised nor amused. "yeah, cool. did you turn the heat on?"

you look at matt, confused. "did you hear me? i said matt and i are dating." nick looks up, "matt, didnt you already tell us this? also, even if we didnt know, its pretty obvious just by looking at you two."

you look at matt, brows furrowed in anger. "you said you would wait until i was ready to tell them, matt!" you turn, rushing off to your room as tears well in your eyes again. "wait- babe!" matt yells after you.

"i told you to act like you didnt know!" he shouts at nick, following after you shortly. youre curled up in your bed, tears falling from your eyes as you hear a knock on your door.

"what?" you snap, covering yourself with the blankets. the door creaks open and in steps matt, a sorry look on his face.

"baby, im sorry. i shouldve listened to you. im sorry." he says, sitting next to you on the bed as he wraps his arms around your shoulders. you wipe your eyes, "whyd you tell him?"

he sighs, "he noticed we were hanging out a lot and asked me and you know i cant lie to my brothers..."

you sink into him, "he wasnt mad?"

matt shakes his head, "no, he was happy for us." he presses a soft kiss to the crown of your head. "im sorry for blowing up like that." you mutter into his chest. "no, dont apologize. you had every right to be upset, baby." he lifts your chin so you look into his eyes.

you lean into him, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. his hands move to grab you waist, pulling you into his lap. his hands quickly undress you as you end up beneath him.

he tugs his shirt off, making sure the blanket is pulled up over his shoulders as he rubs your clit. you spread your legs, letting matt take over.

you watch as he pulls his cock out to spread your wetness over your folds. you whine as his thick tip runs over your clit. he slowly sinks inside of you, each inch stretching you out.

"matt..." you breathe out, muffing your sounds into the crook of his neck. his strokes start out slow and gentle. "you feel so good, baby." he mumbles, moving his hips against yours.

you cover your mouth to drown out your sounds as matt speeds up. each thrust causes his tip to kiss your cervix. your body shakes as you feel your orgasm burst through you. your nails dig into matts back, spurring him on as he finishes inside of you.

"fuck-" he grunts, kissing your forehead. you watch as he pulls out, feeling his cum drip down. "i love you, matt." you kiss his lips.

"i love you, pretty baby."

a/n: inspired by the little bit of snow the other day. i love snow ♡

this is lowk trash but its okay. im gonna work on something hopefully better

its finally dark out as you and georgia get ready to go to the bar. you put on your favorite little black skirt with a silk white halter top. georgia matches you, a white skirt with a black top. youve always admired her style- something different from you. you both get in a taxi, heading towards the bar knowing youre both going to be shit-faced by the end of the night.

once youre both at the bar, you notice the bartender.

"matt!" you smile, balancing atop the barstool to reach across the bar to hug him. he pulls back and reaches his hand up to tug a curl by your shoulder. "you off tonight?" his eyes glimmer in the dim room.

you notice georgias presence leave as she goes to talk to someone at a table. "yeah, but y'know i had to come see my favorite bartender." he smiles, bringing the metal shaker by his head to mix a drink. the loud music drowns out the noise of the ice clinging against the metal.

you admire the man tend the bar like no other. "what can i get you, princess? first ones on me." he winks at you. your face scrunches up with a smile, "and georgias, too?!"

he laughs once, turning back to you amused. "sure."

georgias suddenly back by your side, sliding onto the empty barstool. "we want shots!" she shouts, raising her finger. some folks around her holler with her, a loud 'woo/yeah!'

matt glances at her once, looking at you for a silent moment. you wink at him, telling him to make the little drinks. he grabs a clear alcohol, two shot glasses, and begins pouring. "wanna lime? i just cut 'em." he leans against the bar, holding himself up with his muscular forearms.

you nod, eyes begging as you usually need anything as a chaser. he laughs and reaches for the container, pulling out two slices of the tangy fruit. "drink up!" he slaps the counter, signaling you both to drink. you and georgia lock eyes, downing the shots with ease. you quickly reach for the lime, biting into it.

it doesnt really help but beggars cant be choosers. you squeal as your throat burns. "round two!" georgia says, setting her little glass down. "you too?" matt asks, already pouring georgias second shot.

you shrug and then nod. "fuck yeah, girl!" georgia high fives you, both of you quickly tossing back the second one. "it burns! can you get me something less burny?" your voice is strained, the alcohol still settling in your almost empty stomach.

"wanna margarita, pretty?" matt asks, already making one. you nod, tugging a smile on your lips as georgia leans over. she kisses your cheek quickly, slipping away into the large crowd. a kiss goodbye. shes wild.

you lean against the bar in front of you, chin in hand as you watch him. just by watching him you can tell that he loves his job. something about the way he takes over the whole space, flipping and twisting drinks with an easy smile on his face.

he serves the pink drink with a little umbrella hanging out the top. "let me know if you want another one- i know theyre good." he raises his hands up, a smug smirk on his face. you shake your head, taking a sip of the sugar-lined edge. you hum in delight. "thats good! thank you, matt!" you blow him a kiss.

"youre very welcome pretty girl." he winks at you. he starts making a drink for someone down the line, far away from where you sit.

you only sit there and watch, feeling a slight buzz from the shots as you sip on the pink drink in front of you. you should be dancing or laughing with georgia. but youre here, watching this man.

his eyes always manage to find yours even when hes far down the line.

he eventually comes back over to you, wiping his hands on the white rag hanging from his belt loop. he leans against the counter, looking out to the crowd for a moment before looking back at you.

"hows your girlfriend?" you ask, not meeting his gaze as you twirl your drink around. he laughs softly, "excuse me?"

you roll your eyes, "the girl you left mid-shift for the other day?" he scoffs. clearly offended. "thats not why i left."

you bite the inside of your cheek, realizing youd hit a nerve. "sorry. i dont know what im talking about." you mutter, eyes down.

he shakes his head, dismissing your apology. "theres no girl, princess." your heart stops for some reason. "then who are you always talking about? telling people 'oh shes my favorite person' or 'shes so pretty'." you mock him.

youd always walk out back while hes on a smoke break, hearing the end of his sentence as he talks about some girl to one of the other servers.

he laughs like its so obvious. "come out back with me for a sec." hes able to leave as the bars not so busy. you follow him, heart heavy.

he leans against the wall, looking out into the parking lot. "c'mere." his voice is low, your legs moving to stand next to him against the cold brick wall before you can even think. "y'know that one time... when i drove you home?" he whispers softly, turning to look at your short frame next to him.

you nod, looking up at him. "what about it?" he smiles softly for a moment, remembering the car ride as he let you play music. you kept making him miss the turn to your house but he never got mad, just laughed and turned the car around.

"that was the day, i knew." he states simply, head down as he twists the ring on his pointer finger. you turn your body to face him, shoulder still holding you up against the wall.

"knew what?" your voice comes out barely above a whisper, listening intently to whatever he says next.

he bites his lip, exhaling. "i lo-"

the back door opens, the boss, kelly, peeking her head out. "matt? get back to the bar." he nods, poking his cheek with his tongue. "yes maam." he looks back at you with a wink, grabbing your hand to pull you back inside.

you were really eager to hear what he was going to say. but he just gets back to work at the bar. his eyes finding you every so often. "matt..." you shout over the music, signaling for him to come to you.

"yes, pretty girl?" he asks, drying off a short glass. "what were you saying out back?" you ask, shifting in your seat as you lean against the bar.

his eyes drop for a moment to your cleavage, taking a deep breath. "ill tell you... if..." he says, putting the glass away to grab another one. "if what?"

"if you let me drive you home again, tonight." he smirks, a small sliver of teeth poking out from between his lips. your tongue slides out, wetting your dry lips.

"that works for me. let me make sure georgia has a ride home, though." you turn and go into the crowd, looking for geogias so-called dancing. she tells you shell call a taxi when shes ready to leave and to have fun with matt.

she kisses your cheek and you leave, walking back to the bar. "she said shed call a taxi." you tell him, finishing your drink. he smiles. "perfect. ill be back, princess. stay here." he finishes putting up the dried glasses, wiping down the line, and then walks to the back to talk to kelly.

eventually kelly comes up front, taking over the bar. matt comes up behind you and places his hands on your shoulders. "ready, lovely?" you smile, sliding off the seat with a nod. he lets you walk ahead all the way to the back door. he opens his car door for you, climbing in the drivers seat afterwards.

"are you hungry at all?" he asks, starting up the car. "are you?" you ask, looking over at him. he shrugs with a nod. "only if you are." you roll your eyes, "okay lets get food."

he goes through a drive through, paying as he hands you the bag of food. "hey matt?" you say, biting into a fry.

"yes, princess?"

you smile to yourself, "do you want to come inside?" he takes a turn onto your street. "do you want me to come inside?" he asks, glancing at you for a moment.

you nod with a soft laugh as he pulls into your driveway. "then yes, pretty girl. i do."

you both make your way inside. you show him around your house, stopping at your bedroom. "and this is where all the magic happens." you joke, gasping as you realize what a mess you left behind from getting ready.

you start picking up the few clothing items strewn about on your floor. he just walks over and sits on the edge of your bed, finding the tv remote on your bedside table. he turns on a movie like he lives here. he walks over to your vanity and begins picking up your lipliner, mascara, and concealer. he helps you clean before you can tell him to stop.

"matt... sit down. i got it." you mutter, coming up next to him to open your makeup drawer. you shove your mess in the drawer and turn around to see what he put on the tv. "is that elf? a christmas movie in august. really matt?" you say, a huge smile on your face.

"didnt you say that was your favorite christmas movie?" he sits down on the bed, taking out your food from the bag. you cant help but bite your lip as your face burns.

you sit on your bed, slipping off your shoes as you climb under the covers. "get up here." you say, patting the bed next to you. he shifts himself up the bed, slipping his shoes off to slide underneath the blanket with you. his knee brushes yours but neither of you move as you watch the movie and eat in silence.

you both finish your food and you clean up, grabbing him a water quickly to get back to the movie.

the night gets later as you both get more tired. it doesnt help that your bed is so comfortable. you end up dozing off with your head resting against matts chest, his arm wrapped around you to rub your back.

when you wake up the next morning, hes gone.

a/n: i rlly struggled with this one tbh i didnt even know where to go or what to do but i hope this reaches your expectations!!! but pls lmk what yall wanna see in this

my recs are open ALWAYS

ALSO THANK YOU GUYS SM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS AHHHHHHH im so freaking happy i love everyone

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its been deader than dead. youre bored out of your mind, waiting for a show to let out at the local theater down the street.

youve been a waitress for almost a year now. at this restaurant anyway. you moved to a small town after living in california for years. its been quite a change but you adapt easily.

ding!

the door opens and in walks a large group of people. "how many yall got?" you ask, a sweet smile on your face. all for show, of course. the lady closest to you counts the people with her, turning back to you. "i believe 12, hun." your smile only widens.

"perfect! yall can follow me." you grab 12 menus and sit them at a large table in the middle of the restaurant. you tell them youll be back in a moment for their drink orders.

you open the kitchen door, walking past the other waiters and waitresses to tell the kitchen you sat a '12-top.' one of the waitresses, georgia (aka your only friend here), grabs your arm as you walk back out. "whod you sit?"

"myself. it was my turn, dont worry." you wink at her and walk out, greeting the group again. you write down their mostly alcoholic drinks and head to the back to punch them in.

theres a small window between the kitchen and the bar, letting the bartenders give the alcoholic drinks to the servers for their tables.

you notice your favorite bartenders fingers set down one drink after another. hes so fast. but only when you punch in drinks.

you lean into the window, catching the handsome mans eyes. "thank you, matt!"

most of the other servers would definitely call him your 'work husband' but youd never say that yourself. he has a girlfriend- or something like that. not that you care. but its never gone anywhere but friendly.

"youre welcome, princess." he says, setting down the last drink. he doesnt bother calling your name- as youre right there. you grab a tray and arrange the drinks so that they balance perfectly atop.

you feel the other waiters staring at you as you walk out, carrying the heavy tray in one hand. you set out a tray stand and set the tray down, handing out their drinks.

"are yall ready to order food? or should i wait a minute?"

they all nod and you take down their orders. as youre heading to the back, matt walks out in front of you, stopping with his hands on his hips.

"yes...?" your eyes trail up his tall frame. he smirks, pushing his sleeves up a bit. "are you busy?" he asks, tongue darting out to moisten his lips. you shrug, "not terribly, as you can see. but im about to ring in food... why?"

"can you play bartender for a minute?" he raises his arm up, raking his fingers through his messy hair. his question catches you off guard. he hates when other people mess with the bar on his nights.

"are you sure?" you ask, suspiciously. he nods with pleading eyes. "i guess, let me ring in this food and then you have ten minutes- max." you brush past him, tapping your trained fingers against the computer screen. you finish quickly rolling your eyes at him as you head behind the bar. he rushes off out of sight. you guess hes going out back for a break or something.

you quickly take over, remember the occasional night where youd work the bars when they needed you. youre quick as you pour and mix each drink, serving them. you always have the prettiest drinks. definitely not as pretty as matts- but for a waitress? oh yeah.

after what feels like 5 seconds, you feel eyes staring at you. you pause what youre doing for a moment, noticing matt standing there. "oh hey! when'd you get back?" you smile, fist bumping someone sitting at the bar as you walk away.

"sorry, pretty. i had some- a family emergency." he stumbles over his words. like hes trying to pick the right answer on a test. you raise your hands in defense as you look up at him. "im not testing you, matty." he visibly relaxes. "i really appreciate you." his finger hooks under your chin as he looks down at you, eyes looking into yours.

"not a problem." you brush it off but hope to one day hear about why he needed to leave in the middle of his shift.

hes back to work in the blink of an eye, walking to the end of the bar where a man has his arm raised. you watch for a second before walking back to the kitchen. you hear your name called as your food comes up. perfect timing.

you grab the bigger trays, setting one on the counter as you grab all of the baskets and plates. you load up the tray and make your way to the table, handing out the food.

after, you head to the back to wait again. so much waiting. you chat with the other servers for a little until your table waves you down, ready to pay. they pay in cash, leaving a hefty tip. you thank them graciously, heading to the back to stuff the cash into your apron.

you manage to finish your sidework as the boring night goes on. kelly, the manager, tells you that youre cut for the night. you thank her, clean off your tables, sweep your section, and count your money. right before you claim your tips for the night, matt stops you. "heres 20 for the help, pretty girl." he tucks the bill into your apron pocket with a wink.

"um- im not taking your money, matt." you laugh and dig the bill out, sticking it in the front pocket of his jeans. he catches your wrist. "its a thank you."

you roll your eyes as he places the 20 back into your apron. "ill get you back for this, matt. watch your back!" you smile at his back, watching as he flips you off as he walks away.

"hey- ill take it." georgia comes up beside you, nudging you with her elbow. "yeah, youre funny. of course im keeping it." you smile at her, collecting your pens and your drink. you walk away, waving at the others as you leave. "see yall!"

the back door shuts behind you, the cold night air giving you goosebumps.

"im not taking it back."

you turn your head, finally noticing matt sitting on the steps. your mind blanks for a moment. "the 20..." he adds, sensing your confusion. you smile, "oh no- im keeping it." you say, clutching your apron. a lazy smile takes over his face as you come up next to him. you sit down on the cold steps. his cigarette smoke fills the air around you. youve always loved that smell.

"lemme try." you mutter. you pinch your fingers together to take the small thing from him. you place it between your lips as he watches you. smoke fills your lungs but it feels weirdly familiar.

you hum, exhaling easily until a cough. then another. he takes the cigarette back from you, rubbing your shoulder lightly as you find your breath again. "first time, huh?" he raises an eyebrow with amusement. you roll your eyes, nodding. "my dad used to smoke all the time. i never found interest in it, though." you tell him, looking up at the stars.

"good dad? or bad?" he asks, finishing off his cigarette. you shrug your shoulders like your dad was a regular dad. "what defines good... or bad?" you ask him, hands rubbing your legs for warmth. he only tilts his head, debating in his head before tossing the dead cigarette into the grass. "yeah... youre right. its all about how we perceive things, i guess." he says it so simply. like his words dont mean anything.

he stands and holds a hand out for you. "lemme walk you to your car." you take his hand and stand, walking slowly towards your car, him holding your pace until you get to the car door. "ill see you." you whisper. the quiet night lets you hear everything and nothing at the same time.

"have a good night, princess. drive safe." he reaches around you to open the car door. you smile and turn around, bending over to set your apron and drink down in the car.

he sucks in a breath at the sight, looking away until you turn back towards him. "you too, matty. love ya'." you reach up to ruffle his hair and climb in the car.

"much love, pretty." he closes your car door once youre inside. he turns to walk away, shoving his hands in his pockets as the wind picks up around him. you dont bother staying to watch him get inside as you pull out of the parking lot, heading home.

a/n: how do we feel about this being a series???