warnings!: lowercase intended, unprotected sex (DO NOT!!), rough sex, making out, degrading (if you squint), oral(f!receiving), cumming inside (DO NOT!!), usage of Y/N, teasing (if you squint), slapping(ass), missionary and doggystyle postions mentioned, slight aftercare
matt pulled up into your driveway, practically falling out of his car as he runs up to your door frantically knocking.
as soon as you open the door, his lips are on yours, car keys dropped to the ground as he kicks the front door shut behind you both.
he pulls back to catch his breath before speaking
“holy fuck, i’ve wanted to do that for years.” he whispers before kissing you again, leading you down the hall towards your bedroom.
you open the door with a small gasp as he pushes you onto the bed.
“i’m gonna treat you so good baby..” he gasps out as he kisses down your neck, towards your exposed cleavage.
“may i?” he questioned looking up at you.
once you nodded he pulled down your top along with your bra your tits spilling out.
he instantly attaches his lips to a hardening nipple, sucking lightly before he flicks his tongue over it.
“oh god matt—” you choke out, hands flying to his hair tugging lightly at the brunettes curly hair.
he releases your nipple as he guides you to lift your arms to fully remove your shirt before he removes his own.
he presses feather soft kisses down from the middle of your chest to your stomach before lightly tugging at the waistband of your shorts.
you lift your hips to help him remove them, his mouth watering at the sight of your glistening cunt.
“dirty girl.. no panties? must’ve sent that message on purpose knowing what would happen hm?” he smirks before licking a slow stripe from your entrance to your clit.
you moan, hands on his shoulders squeezing lightly.
“maybe i did, maybe i didn’t.. your never gonna find out” you breathe out between heavy gasps.
he starts moving his tongue slowly across your clit, pressing his tongue down as he moves it against it.
your hips threaten to buck upwards, but his hands hold them in place as his tongue starts to move faster.
he drags his fingers down the inner part of your thigh before sticking one into you, curling it to hit that spongy area inside of you.
you moan louder at the sensation, head tipping back as your hips buck into his face.
his fingers move at a fast pace with his tongue following in sync.
“matt— fuck! i’m so close– please!” you choke out.
you weren’t even sure what you were begging for, all you knew was that tight feeling in your stomach was just about to burst.
“c’mon baby cum on my fingers, i got you.” he adds another finger, somehow going even faster then before.
you let out a couple more whimpers before your hips still and let out a long moan, your fluids covering matts chin and sides of his mouth.
he pulls away wiping away the access of your cum off his face with the back of his hand then pulls off his sweats and boxers, kicking them off the bed before lifting one of your legs onto his shoulder.
“y’alright sweetheart?” he asks, thumb caressing your thigh softly.
you nod, before he pushes into your cunt, a moan leaving you both.
he starts slow, before his hips move at a hard pace, his hands pushing your leg up to your chest for a deeper angle.
your eyes roll back, loud moans leaving your lips as the bed creaks beneath your weight, and the intensity of his thrusts.
he suddenly stops, pulling out, a whimper leaving you at the loss of pleasure before he flips you onto your stomach, propping your legs up.
he slams back into your sopping cunt, hands on your hips and pulling you back hard and fast.
you moan into the mattress, clawing at the sheets.
he pulls your head up by your hair, leaning forward to whisper into your ear.
“you like being fucked like this huh? sending me that voice message. such a whore.” he smirks as your eyes roll back, he lets go of your hair, your head falling back into the mattress.
his thrusts only grow more punishing, his hand landing on your left ass cheek, leaving a red handprint that’ll be there for god knows how long.
drool leaks out of the side of your mouth, body moving forward with every thrust.
“matt— baby!—” you moan out, clenching around him.
he groans at the feeling, head tipping back.
“you gonna cum baby? huh? all over my cock?” he practically growls out, hips slamming into your ass repeatedly.
you nod frantically, moaning into the pillow.
“then cum. all over it baby c’mon.” he whimpers slightly.
you moan loudly, cum starts to drip down from the base of his dick.
he thrusts once, twice, before his hips still and his hot seed spills against your walls.
he pulls out and collapses next to you.
“you alright, Y/N?” he asks brushing hair out of your face.
you nod a small smile playing on your lips.
silence fills the room for a minute, before matt speaks.
“did you really mean to send that voice message to me?”
“yeah. i wanted to see what you would do.” you giggle slightly.
he chuckles “well i guess the outcome was me fucking you stupid, huh?”
you nod giggling.
“lets get you cleaned up, silly girl.”
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you were laying on your bed, scrolling on your phone, bored. it was around nine pm, you had just gotten off work a few hours ago. you set down your phone, deciding to take a shower. you go into the bathroom, and start the shower running. after it warms up, you get in, and start doing your usual routine. about twenty minutes pass, and you finish, stepping out into the now foggy bathroom. you dry off, wrapping yourself in a towel.
you hear a thump in your room. you snap your head in that direction, freezing in place. you don’t hear anything for about thirty seconds. you grab your curling iron, holding it up as a weapon and slowly creep out of the bathroom. you tip toe to your room, where you heard the sound. you peek around the corner, “ready” to face whatever it was. you scream when you see matt laying on your bed. he jumps, startled, but laughs when he sees you.
“holy shit matt, you scared me half you death!”
he laughs. “sorry, sorry. why are you holding that?” he points at the curling iron.
“in case i had to fight off an intruder! why didn’t you text me? i had no idea you were coming.”
“i did. you were in the shower, apparently.” he eyes you up and down, noticing your towel-clad form.
“i’m gonna revoke your spare key rights if you do this shit to me again.” you say, referencing the key you gave him so he could come in when he wanted. you walk into your room fully, going to your dresser to put on clothes.
“you better not.”
“i might.” you tease, grabbing underwear, a tee shirt, and boxer shorts. “turn.” you demand, watching as he flips onto his stomach on the bed, hiding his face in the bedsheets so you can change.
“bossy.” you hear him mumble into the blankets as you put on the pajamas. “i’ve changed in front of you before.”
“yeah, once. but first of all, creep. second of all, it was when you were sick out of your mind. and you didn’t change, i changed you. you were barely coherent.” you reply, sliding your shirt on. “still hate nick and chris for being out of town that whole week. i had to take off work you were puking so much.” you tease.
“ugh, don’t remind me.” he grumbles.
“you can turn back now.” you respond, and he flips back over as you go to put your towel in the laundry basket. “why are you here anyways?”
“i was bored. and lonely.”
“you live with nick and chris, how are you ever bored?”
“nick was editing and chris is pissed at me. don’t even remember why.”
“fun. i’m gonna go brush my teeth.” you leave the room, going back to the bathroom and beginning to get ready for bed. matt follows you, leaning against the wall behind you. you raise an eyebrow at him, spitting out your toothpaste.
“fucking weirdo. following me around.” you go back to brushing your teeth.
“missed you. hadn’t seen you in three days.” he said. you finish what your doing, spitting and rinsing the sink.
“poor thing.” you walk back into your room, matt does as well. you flip into your bed, sighing. matt lays down next to you. “what’s this about?”
“what’s what about?” he asks.
“you. you seem extra clingy, you alright?”
“yeah. fine. just really tired. haven’t slept well. and stressed from work. just wanna be with you. i know that sounds corny, but… i dunno.”
“no, it’s fine. just checking. anything in particular you wanna do? are you sleeping here tonight?”
“can i?” he asks.
“sure. i have work in the morning, but i usually do when you stay over.”
“yeah, that’s fine.”
“okay. you okay, matt?” you check again.
“yeah, yeah… fine.”
“god, you really are tired.” he nods, looking at you. you open your arms, knowing he feels more at ease with physical contact. he gratefully crawls into them, sighing into your neck. you play with his hair, holding him, slightly concerned, but you know he gets little blips like this where he goes a few days with little sleep. you pull away a moment to pull the covers over you both, then let him cuddle back into you.
“love you matt.”
“love you.”
you continue to hold him, watching his eyelids grow heavy as he quickly starts to drift off. this is an almost monthly occurrence for you both, he had a terrible sleep schedule. but he’d always fall asleep the second he was in your apartment, with you. you make sure to tease him about it plenty when he’s energized again. but for now, you hold him through the night, letting him catch up on much needed rest.
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not my fav, but it’s alr. just realizing now all my fics the past few times are about sleep generally, so i’ll try to switch it up. it’s just the comfiest thing to write about in my opinion. lmk if u want to be tagged or ask questions! SEND ME SUGGESTIONS PLS. love you all ~ bree 🖤🍁
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IN WHICH… matt and reader realize that maybe they aren’t just friends.
WARNINGS - use of y/n, fluff, kissing, slight cursing, smoking, mention of beer
you and matt had known each other forever, or at least it felt that way.
you met in the second grade. matt with his too-big backpack and you with your chipped nail polish and bright, defiant grin. you’d been inseparable since. not in a clingy way, more like magnets, always pulled back to each other no matter how far life scattered you. but now, at twenty-one, something had changed.
it wasn’t dramatic. no lightning bolt. no grand epiphany. just a subtle, simmering awareness that had started creeping in when matt brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, or when you laughed too long at something that wasn’t even funny. it lived in glances that lingered a second too long and the way matt’s voice got quieter when he said your name.
you two never talked about it. of course not. until one night. it was the kind of late that made the city feel empty. 3 a.m., everything muted and breathless. your apartment complex’s rooftop was you and matt’s usual spot. you two sat on the ledge, side by side, legs dangling over the edge like you weren’t thirty stories up. matt lit a cigarette and passed it to you like always. you took a drag and exhaled into the stars.
“i’ve been feeling weird,” matt said, staring into the dark. “like…off.”
“how so?”
he hesitated. “nervous.”
you laughed. “about what?”
“that’s the thing,” he said. “it’s not about a thing. it’s about you.”
you turned to look at him, your expression unreadable. the kind of unreadable that made matt’s chest feel tight. he thought he’d fucked everything up.
“i don’t know when it started. maybe it’s always been there. but lately, when i look at you, it’s like i forget how to be around you. my hands… they don’t know what to do. my mouth just spews bullshit. i get quiet, or loud, or just… stupid.”
you blinked. “so what the hell are you saying to me, matt? you telling me you’ve got a crush on me?”
matt almost laughed, except he was too afraid to. “no. i’m telling you i think i’m in love with you, y/n. and it’s scaring the shit out of me.”
there was silence—thick and full.
you looked away for a long moment, your lips slightly parted. then you smile, soft and slow, and it was different from all the other times.
“good.”
“good?” he was cute when he was all flustered and confused.
just then, you lean in, brushing your shoulder against his. “good. because I’ve been feeling weird too.”
matt turned to you, and your eyes locked. something in his chest twisted. hope, maybe. or fear. or both.
you took a drag from the cigarette again, then dropped it, letting it burn out beside you.
“i’ve always felt something with you, matt. but lately, it’s like every time i see you smile, i get this ache in my chest. and i’ve been too scared to say anything because… if i was wrong, i didn’t want to ruin us. i can’t handle the thought of losing you.”
matt laughed this time, breathless. “we’re dumbasses.”
“complete dumbasses.”
and then, without any grand gesture or speech, he kissed you.
it wasn’t movie-perfect. your teeth bumped. matt’s hand knocked over the empty beer can as he reached up to grab the back of your neck. but it was real, and warm, and terrifying, and everything you hadn’t known you needed.
when you pulled apart, you laugh again—nervously this time. “now what?” you asked.
can you do a bsf!matt (we are friends with chris and nick too) we are on a night out and reader and matt start fighting as soon as they come home.. matt says some bad things to reader and reader breaks down .. chris and nick comforts reader and matt gets even more jealous.. in the end they make up and confess.. you decide if fluff or smut ..
“Hey!” You call out as you enter the triplet’s apartment, “Hello?” You look around, finally seeing Chris come down the steps, “What’s up? Welcome back!”
He walks over and hugs you, “Hey, thanks.”
You were out of the country for work for a month, so you couldn’t get to celebrate the guys turning twenty one, but it was the first thing you said about doing once you got back.
“Sorry I missed your birthdays.” You look at Chris and he shakes his head, “No worries. You FaceTimed, that counts.”
You laugh and step away as Nick and Matt make their way down next, “Oh my god!” Nick runs over to you, hugging you tight, “How the hell are ya? How was Italy?”
“From the little bit I saw, it was gorgeous. Wish I could have seen more of it.” You frown, “But that’s the job, right?”
Matt moves in between you and Nick, stealing you away from him. You smile and wrap your arms around his neck, “Missed you.”
“I missed you, too.” You lean back, “You guys ready to celebrate? I know I am.”
Matt lets you go and you step back, I brought my bags with me, I figured I could just crash here after. I’ll go home tomorrow.”
They all instantly agree and you laugh, “Okay. I’ll just go get changed and then I’ll be ready to go.”
“I can carry this up.” Matt offers and you nod, “Okay.”
You follow him up and he takes your stuff into the spare room. You give him a smile before he leaves and closes the door behind him.
You change into your dress, slipping on the heels you had with you and you walk over to the mirror. You set your makeup bag on the stand and quickly touch up your makeup.
You walk back down and even though Matt tries to control his facial expression, you can see right thought it.
He doesn’t like it, but he’d never tell you.
You’re his friend, you can do what you want, right?
“Ready?” You look at the other two and they nod, “Fuck yeah.” Chris cheers, walking to the door.
“I don’t want to deal with puke tonight so please, if everyone can-“
Matt cuts Nick off, “Well be fine. Let’s just go.”
Nick raises his brows and tilts his head, “Yes sir, Matt sir.” He mocks him and follows him out, you behind them.
You sit up front, next to Matt and you can’t help but notice his eyes glancing over at you every so often. You chose to ignore it, talking about work and the plan rides and the crazy lady you seen at the airport.
Once you arrive, you get out, waiting for the other three to get out and you walk into the club.
You all get the ‘21’ stamp, which is honestly so weird to see on them, but you were excited.
The music was bumping. People were already having a good time, “looks like we’re late to the party.” You smirk as you nudge Matt.
He nods and walks to the bar with Chris.
“What’s up with him?” You point to Matt as you lean into Nick. He shrugs, “I don’t know, he’s been getting into moods lately, but I just chose to let him come to me when he’s ready.”
You nod, watching Nick walk infront before he turns around, “You coming or what?”
You smile and walk up to him, making your way to the bar, “I’m buying you guys all a drink, put the first one on my tab.”
“Just the first one?” Chris looks at you and you laugh, “Fine, I’ll get you each three. How’s that?”
He laughs, rubbing his hands together, “Now we’re talkin’.”
You laugh, shaking your head as you look at Matt, “What do you want?”
“M’driving.” He mumbles, continuing to stare in front of him. You furrow your brows, “You can have one, or two. I’m sure we’ll be here for a while.”
He snorts and shakes his head, “Fine, what the hell.”
“What’s going on with you?”
Matt glances over at you, taking his drink off the bar, “I’m fine.” He walks away, going to sit in one of the booths by the wall.
“What’s he doing?” Chris points to Matt and you shrug, “I don’t know. I asked but he didn’t say anything.”
“I’m going to dance, y/n, you’re coming with me.” Nick grabs your wrist, pulling you along with him to the dance floor.
You brush off Matt’s mood, you weren’t really in the mood to have yours downed.
You dance with Nick, and a few other girls who come up to you, drunk off their asses. You laugh, sang along to the songs with Nick and Matt, having an overall good time.
Between the time you got there, and the time you walked up to Matt, you had a few drinks. You were feeling quite tipsy, but you weren’t drunk, yet.
“Hey.” You sit across from him and lean forward, “Come dance with me.”
He shakes his head, sipping his drink, “I’m fine right here.” He looks up at you and you tilt your head, “Okay. Seriously. You were so exited to see me when I got home.”
He shrugs, “Can’t someone just start having a bad day?”
“I didn’t say you couldn’t.. I just..” you sigh, “Never mind.” You scoot to the end of the booth and as you stand up, Matt calls your name, “Y/n, wait.”
You shake your head and walk away, trying to find the other two.
You shake it off, pushing it down for later, and you smile as you walk up to Nick, “Ready for another drink?”
He laughs, “Yeah, fuck it. Why not?” You walk to the bar, glancing back to see Chris sitting with Matt.
Matt’s eyes are on you.
You take a deep breath and look back towards the bar. You order your drink, along with Nick’s and you wait, “I asked Matt what was wrong and he said, and I quote, Can’t someone just start having a bad day?, end quote.”
He scoffs, “That’s Matt for you.” Nick leans back, “Although, he could have a problem with what you’re wearing.”
“What’s wrong with-“ you shake your head, “Why would he have an issue with it?”
“Oh come on. I know you’re blind, but not that blind.” Nick rolls his eyes, “You both know you like each other, you just act like you don’t. Why? Who the hell knows, but your dress. Matt probably thinks it too short, but to me, you look hot. You know, fashion wise.”
You laugh slightly, “No I know, Nick.” You smile, “Thanks.”
He nods, “I also think that this is my last drink, because I’m ready for bed.” He laughs and grabs the glass, sucking it down.”
“Jesus Christ, Nick.” You laugh, brows raised, “Goddamn, were you thirsty or something?”
He shrugs, “yes and no.”
“Yes and no?” You laugh, “Oh my god.”
“Matt kinda put the damper on tonight’s plans.” Nick rolls his eyes, “But it’s fine.”
You sigh, “I’m ready to go now.”
“You didn’t even finish your drink.” Nick points and you slide it over to him, “You want it?” He shakes his head, “No.” he grabs it and lifts it, drinking as much of it as he can.
“Here.” You laugh, finishing the rest, “Let’s go round up the troops.”
As you’re walking over to Chris and Matt, some guy stops you by grabbing your arm, “Hey. Hey, wait a second!”
You give him a smile, “Do I know you?”
“No, but I would like for you to.” He smiles, “My name is Zayne I was wondering if I could get your number?”
You look down, smiling as you look back up, “I’m actually, already kind of seeing someone, but it was nice to meet you.”
He smiles and nods, “Thank you. Have a good night.”
You walk over to the table and the boys stand up, “Who was that?” Chris asks nodding towards the guy. You shrug, “Some Zayne guy. We ready?”
Matt walks through the three of you to the exit.
You, Nick, and Chris follow, and you can’t stop thinking about what Nick said at the bar, is it true? He was drunk, does he even know he said it?
“I’ll sit in the back.” You say as you pull the door open. Chris looks at you but walks around to the passenger side and gets it.
You and Matt are silent, occasionally laughing at Nick and Chris who won’t shut up and are rambling about random stuff.
Once you arrived back at their place, that’s when the fun started.
You walk in last, closing the door as Chris and Nick walk to the living room. Matt walks to the kitchen, and you follow.
You walk to the fridge, pulling out waters for the two in the other room.
“Did you get what you wanted?” Matt speaks up lowly, and you look at him confused, “The water for Chris and Nick? Yeah, yeah I got it just fine.”
He scoffs, laughing as he leans against the counter, “Not what I meant.”
You sit the bottles on the counter with a sigh, “What. Matt. What?”
He shakes his head and you roll your eyes, “You clearly have something you want to say, so just fucking say it.”
He looks up, crossing his arms over his chest, “I just thought…” he shakes his head again, “Nothing, forget it.”
“No. I want to hear what you have to say. I was gone a month for work and I come back and you’re treating me like shit? I don’t get it.”
“I’m treating you like shit?” He laughs, “Fuck, y/n. You act like you’re so goddamn innocent.”
“Wh-“
He cuts you off, “Wearing that slutty dress in public, feeding off of all the attention you got. Smiling and laughing, giving people your number all Willy nilly.” He shakes his head, “I don’t even know why I even bothered going.”
“So my dress is too short?”
“What?” He looks at you and you smirk, “Nick was right. He said you probably didn’t like my dress, and you know, I had the feeling, but you didn’t say anything when I-“
“Why do I need to say anything? Have to say anything? We’re just friends, y/n. I have no control over what you do, or wear. That’s all on you.” Matt stands up and walks over to you, “Don’t even know why you bothered coming home.”
Your eyes well up with tears, “So first I’m a slut, then..” you sniffle, “Then you’re saying I shouldn’t have came to see three of my best friends, to see you?”
He stays silent, staring at the floor, “I don’t even know why I-“ he sighs, “Leave now, or leave in the morning. I don’t care.”
“Why do you want me to leave?” You walk up to him, “You don’t mean that.”
“Did you mean to give that guy your phone number when you knew it would bug me? Do you mean to dress and act like a slut this whole entire night? Getting drunk and-“ he stops, stepping back, “Why does it even fucking matter, y/n. I’m done.”
“I didn’t give the guy my number.” You drop your hands against your thighs, “Matt.”
You go to grab his arm but he rips it away, walking out of the kitchen. You grab the waters, walking out behind him.
You watch as he ignores Chris and Nick yelling for him, and you walk over, “He’s.. uh.. not in the mood.”
“Whoa.” Nick stands up, “What’s up with this? What happened?”
Chris stands next to Nick and you sit down on the couch. They sit down on either side of you, “Tell us what happened.” Nick rubs your back, “What did he say?”
You lay your face in your hands, sniffling and trying to catch your breath, “H-he, basically… called me a slut and told me that I can either l-leave now.. or in the morning.. he doesn’t care. He said I.. sh-shouldn’t have came.. home..”
“Whoa, whoa. Okay.” Nick moves closer and wraps his arm around you, “Do you want me to go talk to him?”
You shake your head, “N-no. Once I calm.. down.. I’m going to f-flip shit.”
Chris laughs and he shakes his head, “I don’t know if that will help.”
You shrug, “I don’t even..” you start to cry again, “I-I do like him.. a lot.. do you think.. maybe he’s afraid t-to ruin the friendship?”
Nick shrugs, “I mean, that’s honestly possible. We make a good group of friends.”
“You’re the Sturniolo Triplets, you guys have to be friends.” You laugh slightly, “I think.. I’m just going to go get a shower and then I’ll go talk to him. I’m not letting this go.”
You stand up and head for the steps. Nick looks back, “If you need us, yell.”
“Yeah, a safe word almost.” Chris snaps and you stare at him while shaking your head, “A safe word is not what you mean, but I know what you mean.”
“Something ridiculous like.. like..” as Chris thinks, Nick rolls his eyes, “Our names would work.”
“Fun killer.” Chris huffs as his back meets the couch.
You roll your eyes and walk up to the spare room. You grab your clothes and head to the bathroom.
As you’re in the shower, you think of the possible reasons as to why Matt would snap like this. Multiple reasons pop into your head, but you can’t pinpoint just one.
If you were going to find out, you were going to have to talk to him.
Were you nervous? Yeah, mainly after he, basically, told you to get out.
As you stepped out, you heard shuffling outside, so you freeze.
A light knock sounds on the door and you swallow, “Y-yeah?”
“Come here when you’re done.” Matt says, his tone sounds nervous. You pull the towel tighter around your body, “Planned on it.”
You hear him walk away and you finish drying off and get dressed. You hesitate for a second before you reach for the knob, resorting to waiting a few minutes to gather your thoughts and compose yourself.
You walked out, stopping at Matt’s door.
You bring your hand up, knocking lightly on the door. It opens and he’s standing there staring at you. He nods and opens the door more.
You walk in, “Do you hate me?”
He closes the door and turns around, “I don’t hate you.”
“Then why are you-“
He walks over, pressing his lips to yours. You move your lips with his, your hands going to grab the sides of his shirt.
The kiss gets heated and he pushes you back onto the bed, his body moving to hover over yours, “I love you.” He kisses down your neck, “I love you so fucking much. I care for you so much that it actually scares me with what I’d do for you.”
You cup his cheeks, “I think about you more than I probably should.” You shake your head, “I just..”
“I didn’t want to ruin what we have, I didn’t want to ruin it for my brothers. They love having you around and I just- seeing you in that dress..” he sighs, “Made my blood boil because no one deserves to see that much of you.”
You smirk slightly, “I told that guy I was kinda already seeing someone, and I was thinking of you when I said it.”
“I’m sorry.” He kisses you, mumbling in between kisses, “I’m so sorry, ma…I shouldn’t have said those things.”
“It’s okay, Matt.” You kiss back his jaw, “You were trying to- i don’t know.” You rest your head back, “Trying to make yourself hate me so you didn’t love me?”
He shrugs, “I didn’t.. I know I can’t take it back, but I’m so sorry.”
You slide your hands down to his neck, “Matt, Matt.” You wait until he looks at you, “I love you. I wasn’t going away that easily.”
“I know, but it doesn’t-“
You cut him off, “Let’s not focus on that, okay? Let’s focus, on what’s happening right now.”
“What’s happening right now?” He asks with a smirk. You smile and tilt your head, “I think, we’re confessing our undying love for each other.”
You bite your lip and raise your brows, and Matt smiles, giving you a nod, “Yeah, that’s exactly what we’re doing, ma.”
His lips connect with yours and you slide your hands down, grabbing onto the hem of his shirt and pulling it up. He reaches back sliding it over his head and tossing it before reconnecting your lips.
His hands slide down, pushing your shirt up and he kisses down your neck, moving to take one of your nipples into his mouth.
You gasp, moaning out as he bites down and sucks before moving to the next one.
“M-Matt.” You whimper, lacing your fingers through his hair, “P-please.”
He kisses back up and leans up, pulling your pj shorts down your thighs. You bend your legs up, kicking them off and he pushes down his sweats, leaning down to kiss up your neck as his fingers push and rub on your clit.
You gap, tilting your head back as you moan. He bites down, sucking on the sensitive skin, “M’so sorry.” He whispers, kissing up to your lips, “M’so sorry.”
You shake your head, bringing your hands up to hold his cheeks, “Matt. Matt, just.. show me how sorry you are.”
He nods, pulling his hand away and grabbing his cock, dragging the tip up and down against you.
Your hands slide to his shoulders as he slowly slides in, his head falling forward to rest in the crook of your neck, low groans leaving his lips, “F-fuck.”
Your arms wrap around his neck, legs around his waist, moaning out as he begins to thrusts slowly.
He slides a hand down to your hip, squeezing as he lifts his head, “Feels so good, ma.” He presses your lips to yours, both of your lips moving in a hot and heavy sync.
You tilt your head back, panting as he kisses over your chest, “Oh fuck, fuck.”
His hand slides up to your neck, squeezing slightly as his forehead rests against yours. You bite your lip, back arching off the bed as your head rolls to the side, “I-I’m th- fuck.”
You tighten your arms and legs around him, “I’m there.”
He moans lowly, “Cum for me.”
You nails dig into his shoulders, dragging down his back as you’re guided through your high, “Yesyesyes! Fuck.”
“That’s it, baby.” Matt kisses your forehead, “Good girl.”
You moan at his words, smashing your lips against his. You bite down on his bottom lip, tugging slightly as you tilt your head back.
He groans, burying his face into your neck, “Fuck, fuck.” He leans down, his forearm holding up his weight while he cups your cheek with the other hand, picking up the pace of his thrusts.
“M-Matt.” You gasp, head tilting back as you moan. Your walls squeeze his cock, earning a groan from him, “S-shit, I’m.. fuck.” He moans, “Where do you-“
“Don’t stop.” You gasp, tightening your legs around his waist, “Please, fuck! Don’t stop!”
Matt’s lips meet yours, his tongue pushing against yours as you swallow each other’s moans.
You moan loud, head tilting back as you cum yet again, Matt following right behind you with his cock twitching inside of you.
He moans, his grip tightening on your hip as his thrusts slow down to a stop.
He pulls out, rolling off of you to lay next to you on the bed. You roll over, planting kisses on his face, “If you ever call me a slut again, it better be when you’re naked and behind me.”
He smirks, reaching over to run his fingers through your hair, “That’ll be the only time, I promise.”
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Thank you so much for reading! I love you all so much! Catch you in the next one! 🖤
summary: after your one night stand with ghost face, you can’t seem to forget that night. you confide in your best friend about your experience and how it’s been driving you crazy, all for you to find out he was the mystery man.
warnings: SMUT (who would’ve thought), knife play, slapping, p in v unprotected, degrading, rough kinda, pet names (sweetheart, baby, etc), name calling (slut, whore, etc), biting, multiple orgasms, crazy matt kinda, fingering, little blowjob f!receiving.
Important note: this is a part two, part one is posted before this one it’s called “ghostface matt”. I do recommend reading that one before this one since it has important “plot”. I’m sorry I don’t know how to link it :(
“Are you listening to me?”
you try to rack your brain for anything that Matt has said to you in the past 10 minutes but nothing comes to mind. You’ve been too busy inside your own head replaying previous events of the party last weekend. The more you think about it, the more you can feel his hands back on you again making you subconsciously squeeze your thighs together on Matt’s bed.
You look at Matt and he has an agitated look on his face. He’s been ranting to you for the past 20 minutes trying to get your opinion on the new video idea his brothers have, he doesn’t think they should do it and he wants you to back him up on it.
You quickly nod your head trying to be convincing, “yes I’m listening.”
Matt raises his eyebrows challenging you while he crosses his arms, “okay then what did I just say?”
You don’t even think before answering, “you asked if I was listening.” A sarcastic smile written all over your face.
“Very funny.” Matt blows air out of his mouth and walks over to sit beside you. His back now rested against the headboard, you sitting criss cross while facing him. “So what’s got you in a pickle?”
You snicker a bit at his choice of words, “a pickle?” He just shrugs, not a hint of humor shown on his face. You can tell by the look he’s giving you that he expects you to answer him truthfully. You feel your face grow a tad bit warmer as you think back to what you were previously day dreaming about.
You’ve told Matt before about your past sexual experiences and he’s told you his, it was a normal thing that was brought up time to time. But this time it was different. It felt different. You truly felt like that was your best sexual experience of your life and saying it out loud to your best friend didn’t sound appealing.
“I was just thinking about the party last weekend.” It’s not a lie, more like a half truth. You could be okay with that.
“Oh? What about it?” You feel your stomach twist and try to think of something to say other than the truth. You see a small glint appear in his eyes as he adjusts himself, getting more comfy.
“Nothing. It was just fun.” You copy Matt’s movements and adjust yourself a bit too, trying to look unsuspicious. But Matt can see right through you.
He squints his eyes and tilts his head, “c’mon it’s me, you can tell me anything.” You appreciate his words but it doesn’t help with the racing of your heart or the small patch of heat beginning to pool lower and lower. You don’t trust yourself to answer him, to concerned that your voice might wobble, instead you just lower your head and stare at your lap.
Matt knows this move all too well. When you’re too embarrassed or shy to answer someone you avoid any and all eye contact. “What did something happen?” You feel bad ignoring him so you shrug your shoulders as a response. A few more seconds go by, “Did you sleep with somebody?” Matt sees you visibly stiffen and he lets a small smile slip.
He finds it adorable how open you usually are about your sex life, but you can’t stop getting flustered everytime he’s asked you about the party. He’s been prying at you all week to get your side on what happened. To his luck all he got was you either avoiding his questions or changing the topic. He’s not letting you slip away this time.
“What is that it?” You slowly pull your head up your eyes finally meeting Matt’s deep blue ones. A small ‘yeah’ escapes your mouth. “Was it that bad?”
You shake your head, “no it was good.”
Matt’s small smile grows, “How good?”
Your eyes widen in surprise at his constant pestering questions. He’s not usually this interested in sex. “Really good. Like the best I’ve ever had.” You mumble the last bit but Matt heard you perfectly. Matt feels his heart swell up in pride. He made you feel so good, more than any other man has. He knew you were made for him and this is just more proof.
“Soo do you know who the guy is?”
You furrow your eyebrows in confusion at Matt’s question. How’d he know there was a mystery guy. For all he should know is that you just had a one night stand. He couldn’t know that even you didn’t know who it was.
Unless.
Unless he was there. Or someone told him. Like the mystery man himself. No, if you knew who was under the ghost face mask you would’ve known right? I mean you must have felt that you knew the person. But then again you carelessly let that man use you practically, it’d be worse if you didn’t know him and let a stranger do that. Right?
Matt can almost see the wheels turning in your head. Your eyes are rapidly looking all around his face as your poor little brain tries to figure out how he knew. To be honest he wasn’t going to tell you. He wanted to see if he could run into you again as ghost face and see how’d you react.
He loved it. He loved seeing your pretty face all flustered and in bliss as his cock worked your wet pussy. He came home and jerked himself off before bed, replaying the whole scene again so it was fresh in his mind. He’s had so many boners this week alone. Every time he’d cum it’d be to you, your name effortlessly rolling off his tongue. He’s had to stay in his room for most the week so his brothers can’t see the state that he’s in.
He’s addicted and it’s bad.
All he wants is you. All he can think about is you. When you walked into his room earlier for your usual movie night all he wanted to do was practically pounce on you. To kiss you, feel you, hear your beautiful moans again. He can’t stop himself.
So is he upset that the mystery man won’t be much of a mystery to you anymore? A little. Is his cock straining so hard against his pajama pants that it feels like he might explode? Yes. And that is all he needs for him to lose track of his other plan and just let you figure it out.
“How’d you know I didn’t know who it was?” Matt’s whole demeanor has changed now. His legs are spread more apart. His pupils are dark and blown. His hair is sitting messily on his head. One hand is rested on his thigh while the other one fiddles with his pajama pants string. He just gives you a one shoulder shrug, trying to let you do all the work.
“Matt how did you know?” This time you sit up on your knees and give Matt the most serious face you can manage while you’re freaking out on the inside.
He doesn’t answer. Of course not. He knew he had to give you something to lead you to the right idea. But what would be the fun in saying it? No he’d show you. See that pretty shocked face again.
Matt ignores you and instead gets up walking over to his closet. He bends down to pick something up and then walks to the bathroom, careful not to show you what he has in his hands.
What is wrong with him? He’s been acting strange all week and this is just the cherry on top. You get up and stomp over to the bathroom door. “Matt!” You go to raise your hand up and knock on the door, right then Matt whips open the door.
Matt smirks as he sees your face, your eyes wide and mouth open ajar as your eyes take him in. He’s wearing the same pj pants as before but his sweater is now gone leaving him shirtless, his arm covered in tattoos on full display. As your eyes go up you feel your oxygen get knocked out of your lungs and your legs feel wobbly.
He’s wearing the mask. The same one from the party.
It couldn’t have been him. No it can’t. He was at home that day, he didn’t want to go. Besides he’s your best friend he wouldn’t want to sleep with you.
You want to believe that you truly do, until your eyes land on an object in Matt’s hand. A knife. The exact same knife from the party. That can’t be a coincidence. Oh my god you fucked your best friend.
“Wh-Matt? It was you at the party?”
“Surprise.” His voice isn’t his anymore. It’s the same voice from all the movies and the same voice you let turn you on while having sex with him. His hands are now those same hands that you can’t stop thinking about. His cock is now the same one you’ve been needing back inside of you.
This is wrong. You slept with your best friend and you loved every second of it. You’ve been day dreaming about getting another chance with that guy and now you finally have it.
As you begin to put two and two together you clench your thighs together, you can already feel your slick sticking to your folds. Matt notices this and starts stalking towards you. This makes you back up, not yet sure if you should be doing this. This all stops when the back of your knees hit his bed, leaving you pinned between them two.
“Don’t you want it? I know I do.” Your stomach churns at Matt saying the same thing you said to him last time, giving one last confirmation that this is the man. He doesn’t let you answer, instead he pushes you backwards, letting you softly hit his bed. His fingers slip past your waistband and pull your shorts down. A dark spot on your panties giving him all the confirmation he needs to continue.
He backs away from you, walking towards the door, shutting and locking it. Now it’s just you and him, and he’s never letting you go. You’re his. He’ll show you that.
“Did you miss me?” Matt tilts his head to the side and slowly walks back over to you, admiring how puzzled and adorable your face still looks. He runs a hand down your cheek before giving it a light slap, not enough to hurt you but enough to regain your attention. “I said did you miss me?”
You feel another wave of wetness at the familiar dominance from the man above you. You want nothing but to feel his hands back on you. To cum on his cock again. To be able to scream his name now that you know he’s your best friend. You give in and nod your head, “yes Matt.”
Matt groans at the sound of your whiny voice saying his name. God he’s waited so long to hear that. He quickly lifts up his mask and doesn’t waste anytime before connecting his lips to yours. Your lips are so soft and taste so good. His hand is still rested against your cheek as his other hand runs the knife down your body. Goosebumps erupt from all across your skin as you feel a shiver run down your back.
Matt is relentless with attacking your mouth. You start needing oxygen and go to open your mouth. He feels you open your mouth slightly and he takes it as an opportunity to slide in his tongue. His grip tightens on your face and he forces you to tilt your head to give him better access. You both moan at the new feeling of your tongues sliding against one another. The sensation was short lived as you both pull away gasping for air.
Matt starts attacking your neck, kissing all over your soft skin. He then starts sucking and biting, leaving marks all over. As he gets lower he gets cut off by your shirt, grunting he pulls away to slip it off of you and then continues. He reaches your tits and takes one of your nipples into his mouth, moving his tongue in a circular motion as he sucks.
You arch your back into his mouth and let out a moan. Matt can’t help but smile against your nipple at the noise, something he’s been longing to hear again. He lets go of the nipple with a pop and moves on to the other one, giving the same attention to it.
You begin to grow needier and the lust filled pit in your stomach isn’t doing much to help. You start squirming under the man and let out a pathetic whine, “Matt.”
He lets go of your tits and moves lower, his kisses getting lower and lower to where you desperately need him. He moves two of his fingers against your drenched panties, the slight pressure on your pussy causing you to gasp.
“Always so wet for me.” He moves your panties to the side and lets his fingers finally come in contact with your cunt. He gathers up some of your slick before inserting a finger into you. You moan at the sudden intrusion and let your head fall back against the bed, enjoying your best friend playing with you.
Matt feels his cock twitch at how tight you are. You’re perfectly sprawled out for him, your legs open wide to give him all the room he needs. He can see how beautiful you are when you’re so open like this. Can see your cunt clinging to his finger and sucking him back in as he motions his finger in and out. He leans down and applies a light kiss to your clit. This makes your head start to spin.
Matt wants nothing more than to insert his tongue inside of you and suck on that pretty little clit, but with seeing you subconsciously start rocking your hips to his movement he knows your not gonna last very long. That’s okay he’ll make you ride him later as a midnight snack.
He can feel your pussy start to relax a bit more against him so he inserts another figure. This time he curls them, hitting that spot deep inside you that makes you let out a high pitched moan.
“Shh baby, I wanna hear you, but you have to be quiet. Don’t want anyone hearing how much of a slut you are do you?”
Without thinking you let out a no and continue to rock your hips. Your movements are on key to his, letting him hit deep inside you with the tip of his digits. You bite your lip to hold in your moans at the intense feeling.
Matt kisses your inner left thigh, opening his mouth and biting down on your flesh. You squeal at the surprising pain. The pain of the bite and the pleasure of his fingers leads you to reach closer and closer to your peak.
Matt kisses the bite mark, soothing the pain. He feels your juices drip down his hand and onto the floor. He knows you’re close when he feels your walls start pulsating against him. He licks strips up and down your clit pulling you closer and closer to the brink.
“Look at me.” You’re too much in a mind fog to listen to him. All you can think about is how good he’s making you feel and how you really wanna cum. A gasp soon escapes past your lips at the feeling of a slap coming down onto your right thigh.
“I said look at me. I wanna see my pretty girls face when she cums.” You reluctantly lift your head up and meet his masked face. His mask is still covering his top face as he works on your cunt. You notice his knife is nowhere to be seen as his empty hand soothes your skin.
The pressure gets more intense as his motions continue. You let out small moans as your come close to your brink. All that keeps repeating in your head is Matt. His fingers inside of you. His tongue working hard on your clit. Your best friend making you feel the best you’ve ever felt.
Your hand reaches down towards his empty one and intertwines itself with his. You grip his hand tightly trying to ground yourself as you finally snap. The pressure soon turned into absolute bliss. Your cum soaking his hand. Loud moans leaving your mouth.
Matt can’t even be mad at you disobeying him. You looked so good while cumming. Your walls wrapped tightly around his digits as your juices seek out around them. He slowly slides his fingers out of you causing you to whimper in protest, he takes them into his mouth, swirling his tongue around his digits and groaning at the taste of you. “God you always taste so good.”
You feel yourself getting wet again at the view of Matt sucking his fingers moaning in delight at how good you taste. You buck your hips up towards Matt's hand wanting more, "please Matt."
"Always so needy baby." He avoids meeting your hips and instead stands up, sliding down his pajama pants and his boxers follow suite. His cock springs free making him sigh in relief. The veins of his cock are throbbing as his cock twitches staring at you. The reality finally hits him that he's about to have sex with you, his best friend. He can't believe it, but he also loves it.
"Turn around for me." You obey him and turn around now on your hands and knees. You feel the bed dip behind you and Matt puts his body against yours. He puts his hand on your lower back and pushes, forcing your upper body to lay flat against the bed, leaving your ass sticking up in the air ready for his cock.
Matt takes his cock and plays with your pussy teasing you. He slides himself repeatedly through your folds hitting your sensitive clit causing you to jump. He pulls you back towards him and slaps your ass, "stay still." He adjusts his cock to your entrance and slowly pushes himself in making you whine, "ah fuck."
He shoves in his full length making you feel so full again. Your walls spasm around his cock getting used to his size. Matt lets out a few groans, "You're so tight sweetheart." He starts to slowly slide out, almost removing his whole cock from your sobbing tight cunt, then he roughly slams himself back in. The tip of his dick hitting your cervix causing you to accidentally let out a loud moan, this earns you another harsh smack to your ass cheek. "Be quiet."
Matt starts pulling his hips back then roughly slamming them back in continuously, his pace slow but hard. The slow drag of dick having a big effect on you. You feel so good, all you can think about is Matt's cock. You grab a fistful of the bed sheets and tighten your hold on it as Matt keeps thrusting into you.
His bed starts to move and hit the wall along with his thrusts, causing him to groan in frustration. His hands grip your hips tightly, almost leaving marks as he pushes and pulls your body to match his pace. Basically using you as if you were a toy. You get caught up in the bliss of his cock that you let out a few small moan, still holding back the big ones.
Your cunt starts to leak out more liquid, it mixes with Matt's movements causing the room to get filled with the wet noises of you. This pushes Matt further, the fact that you get so turned on for him and only him. Only he can make you feel this good. He is the only one that can see and touch you like this, he'll make sure of it.
He increases his pace making you have a harder time of concealing your loud noises. Matt grabs both of your wrists and pulls them behind your back, holding them with one hand. He then pulls on those which forces you backwards, your back against his chest.
"I thought I told you to be quiet? Guess I'll just have to do it myself." His other hand that's on your hip moves and cups around your mouth. Your moans now getting muffled. Knowing that noise isn't much of a problem anymore, Matt increases the pace even more. The pressure in your lower stomach now returns as you practically scream into his hand.
Matt's hips constantly rutting into yours, his cock smoothly sliding in and out of you thanks to how wet you are for him. He feels your walls start to slowly clamp down around him, signaling that your getting close. "You gonna cum?" You moan back as an answer and nod your head. Matt feels himself getting closer as well, his cock gives a small twitch here and there while inside of you. He tilts his hips at a certain angle to hit just the right spot, making you scream into his palm.
"Cum around my cock. Show me how much of a whore you are for me and maybe I'll cum inside of you." Your eyes roll back inside your head at his words. You move your hips on your own accord and meet with his. You hear Matt's moans and grunts as his mouth is beside your ear. You roll your head backwards against Matt's shoulder, which he takes advantage of and bites down on your exposed neck trying to muffle his noises as he reaches his peak.
You let out a squeal at the bliss of the pain mixing with the pleasure of your best friend's dick forcing you over the edge. The pressure once again snapping and your cunt pulsating as you squirt all over Matt and his bed.
Matt realizing that he just made you squirt sends him over the brink, he lets go of your neck and groans out your name, his cum shooting out of his tip and inside of you. You whimper at finally feeling his cum fill and warm you up.
Matt lets you go to which you collapse onto the bed and sigh out in exhaustion. He watches as his cum and your cum slowly seep of your cunt. His cock twitching again at the sight, wanting more of you. He pushes it down and goes to put his boxers back on. He unlocks the door disappearing into the hallway and returns without the mask but with a wash rag to clean up the mess.
You hiss at the sensitivity which Matt apologizes for. He puts the rag on the floor to soak up that liquid, making a mental note to change his bed sheets later. He climbs into bed beside you and reaches over, pulling your body onto his. You feel yourself start to fall asleep as he plays with your hair. Before you fall into the darkness of sleep you hear Matt one last time, "You are mine."
a/n: sorry this took so long for me to post, I've been busy with work and I've been HORRIBLY sick. Hopefully I'll start posting more now and I hope you enjoyed!
