#dilf!matt

~something about the way he’s looking off the side is so hot.

~they all have natural dead looking eyes but matt’s look so doe in this picture

~this is so 90s dilf!matt posing as his girl takes a picture of him in their new house(if anyone steals this idea pls tag me)

dilf!matt

WARNINGS: dom!matt, face sitting, nose humping, use of ‘daddy’, oral (f receiving).

You had been so needy all day, ever since you saw Matt and you couldn’t really pin point why until it hit you. The fucking beard. Matt had decided to put the razor down for a while and god you were not complaining at all. You were constantly clenching your thighs whenever you had the chance, your eyes not being able to leave his face.

“What’s gotten into you huh?” Matt pokes at you teasing you. He’s noticed how needy you’ve been acting, since you saw him you haven’t been able to keep your eyes off him. Or your hands. Especially on his face.

“H-huh? ‘s nothing” you mummer. You look away from him, darting your gaze somewhere else around his dimly lit bedroom, moving them off of him. You could feel it, the ache between your legs begging to be relieved.

“ah ah don’t hide from me baby, tell me what you need.” Matt grabs your chin, pulling your gaze back to him. “i need you matt..” your voice dropping almost to a whisper. You feel one of his hands creep up on your thigh as your breath hitches.

“What’s got you so needy today hm?” He asks, you can hear the teasing tone in his voice as if he already knows. “beard..” you choke out as if your throat was closing just from his slight teasing.

“yeah? my beard has you all worked up sweetheart?” he says right into your ear, his hand toying with the waist band of your panties.

“mhm” you hum, clenching your thighs even more. That is until he nudges them apart with his hand, touching you where you’ve been craving him most since you came over. you let out a soft whine when his fingers touch the damp fabric with a little pressure.

“fuck you’re soaked already and i just touched you. This really all from my beard?” his voice lower and deeper now, dripping with lust.

“please.. wanna sit..” you plea. Matt loved having you sit on his face, the way you’d grind on top of him, tugging at his hair while absolutely lost in the pleasure he gives you.

“you wanna sit on my face baby? might be a little itchy don’t ya think?” he teases while continuing to rub your clothed clit in circles, watching the way your face contorts in pleasure from just the small touch. proving to him how needy you’ve been.

“please daddy.. need to feel you. don’t care if it’s itchy” your voice coming out in a needy whine. That’s when he pulls his hand away from you, receiving a whine from you at the loss of stimulation.

“panties off, on my face now.” he commands. watching as you quickly pull your panties off as he lays down completely on the bed so you can straddle his face. you shift your body over, moving to hover on top of him, each of your legs resting on both sides of his head, revealing your dripping cunt to him.

“fuck, could never get tired of seeing you like this. such a pretty pussy and it’s all for me isn’t that right?” pressing kisses to your thighs between his words, teasing you even further.

“it’s all for you..” the words come out quiet from your mouth. feeling his breath right where you need him.

“such a good girl for me huh?” he presses a kiss to your clit, a moan escaping from your lips as he finally gives you what you want no what you need. “taste so sweet too, could stay here for hours.” he mummers before licking a stripe through your folds, causing your back to arch and start tugging his hair with another needy whimper falling from your lips.

and so you do. he’s now been eating you out for over an hour now. his chin slick from your juices, cum, and his own saliva. devouring you like you’re his last meal. your moans and whimpers only getting louder as you tug at his hair more, feeling the insides of your thighs begin to burn from his beard but it hurts so good. only adding to the pleasure he was already giving you.

“f-fuck gon- cum.. please daddy” you choke out, the sentence a bit incoherent due to the overstimulation and how close you were again. his tongue now prodding at your entrance once again, a loud moan escaping you as his nose bumps your clit.

you couldn’t take it anymore, needily grinding on his face, desperate to feel his nose on your clit while he works you with his tongue. you could barely hold back anymore, teetering the edge.

“that’s it.. such a good girl, cmon let go for me” he coos. his voice sending vibrations onto your cunt, causing the knot in your stomach to snap for a final time. cry’s of his name and a few other things he couldn’t understand falling from your mouth as your orgasm comes crashing over you. matt helps you ride through your high until your body basically goes limp above him against the headboard of his bed. he carefully lifts you up by your hips, helping you crawl off of him and lay down next to him as he holds you.

“did so good for me sweetheart. think maybe i should keep the beard then huh?” he presses a kiss to your forehead as you nod your head and hum in response. he lets you lay there for a minute, slowly catching your breath and nuzzling against him.

“let’s go get you cleaned up now and then we can go to bed okay?” he says softly while brushing some hair out your face earning another nod from you as he picks you up and guides you to his bathroom.

a/n: okay i saw this photo and immediately came here to write this. this is so rushed and not proofread but beard matt i love you never leave.

dividers by @bernardsbendystraws

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౨ৎ ⋆｡˚ .ᐟ bookworm!reader getting impatient and needy while dilf!professor!matt is working . . .

⤷ view more of this au here!

⤷ contains . . . dom!matt, cockwarming, praise + degradation, use of “slut,” blowjob, dry humping, kissing, use of pet names.

warnings - dom!soft!matt and sub!reader, degration, smut.

Matt looked a little too good tonight. And of course he just HAD to look good on date night. And that’s how you ended up in his backseat, your legs spread while he thrusts hard enough to make you bounce up from impact.

“Thats my good girl, huh? Just couldn’t wait till’ we got home?” you babbled a response, trying to talk back of course and the only thing that came out was high pitched moans.

“Oh baby look at this pussy.” he reaches down, and starts rubbing your clit with his thumb, making your eyes roll back further in your head. “So wet for me baby, aren’t ya’?”

“M-M-Matt g-gon’ cum..” You babble.

“Oh yeah baby? gonna cum?” He rubs your clit faster, bringing you closer to the edge.

“Go ahead baby, you can cum.” Matt says, and you do. Your pretty face is all contorted and Matt just smirks and slows down, pulling out and cumming all over your tummy.

He cups your cheek, “That’s my good girl, you doin’ okay baby? i didn’t hurt you?” You nod, a soft smile on your face as you quietly say “thank you.”

“No problem baby, you did so, so well for me.”

my first blurb! lmk if you guys like it and i’ll make more of bunny and matt 🩷 sorry for taking so long to post! and i know it’s not the best, but i’ll try to get better for you guys🥹

In which: Matt and Scarlett break the bed

Warnings: Smut! Unprotected, (always be safe) riding, cursing, kissing, dirty talk, hand job, grinding, breaking the bed,

The house is finally quiet. The low hum of the refrigerator is the only sound cutting through the silence, a stark contrast to the chaos that has ruled the hallway for the last three hours.

Matt leans his head back against the beige wall of the corridor, closing his eyes and exhaling a long breath that deflates his chest. It’s been a week of late nights, early mornings, and a backlog of work that followed him home every evening.

The door to Ellie’s room clicks shut. Scarlett steps out into the dim hallway, padding softly on the carpet. She looks as drained as he feels, her hair pulled back into a messy ponytail, a few loose strands sticking to the side of her neck. She wipes her hands on her jeans, the gesture slow and heavy.

"She's out," Scarlett whispers, her voice raspy from reading the fourth bedtime story in a row. "Didn't even make it to the end of the chapter."

Matt opens his eyes, his gaze locking onto hers. The exhaustion in his limbs instantly transmutes into something sharper, heavier. He sees the same need reflected in her posture the way her shoulders slump not just from fatigue, but from the effort of holding herself together all week. They haven’t touched each other in days. Not really. Just fleeting pecks on the cheek and passing gropes that promised more but delivered nothing.

"Thank God," Matt mutters. He pushes off the wall, closing the distance between them in two long strides. His hands find her waist immediately, fingers digging into the denim of her jeans, pulling her flush against him.

Scarlett doesn't hesitate. She melts into his grip, her hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his hair, pulling his head down. Their mouths crash together, messy and desperate. There is no finesse in the kiss, only a week’s worth of pent-up frustration pouring out through lips and teeth.

Matt tastes the mint of her toothpaste mixed with the lingering bitterness of coffee. He groans low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her lips as he backs her toward the bedroom.

They stumble through the doorway, shedding clothes as they go. Matt kicks the door shut with his heel, the latch clicking loudly. Scarlett’s fingers fumble with his belt buckle, the metal clinking as she undoes it hurriedly. She shoves his jeans down, and he steps out of them, kicking them aside. His shirt follows, landing in a heap on the floor. She pulls her t-shirt over her head, tossing it carelessly onto the dresser, leaving her in just a black lace bra that he unhooks with a practiced snap of his fingers.

They fall onto the bed, the mattress creaking under their combined weight. The room is dark, illuminated only by a sliver of moonlight cutting through the blinds. Matt rolls onto his back, pulling Scarlett on top of him. She straddles his hips, her knees sinking into the mattress on either side of his thighs. The heat radiating from her body is intoxicating.

"I need you," Matt breathes, his hands roaming over the smooth skin of her back, tracing the curve of her spine. He grips her ass, squeezing hard, pulling her down against his growing erection.

Scarlett rocks her hips, grinding herself against the rough fabric of his boxers. She leans forward, bracing her hands on his chest, her hair creating a curtain around their faces.

She hooks her thumbs into the waistband of his underwear, pulling them down just enough to free him. His cock springs up, thick and hard. Scarlett wraps her hand around the base, stroking him slowly, her thumb teasing the sensitive head. Matt hisses through his teeth, his hips bucking involuntarily.

She shoves her panties down to her knees and kicks them off. Positioning herself above him, she sinks down slowly, taking him inch by inch. They both moan at the sensation, the tight, wet heat of her pussy enveloping him. She feels incredible, slick and ready. She doesn't wait to adjust; she starts moving immediately, lifting her hips and slamming them back down.

"Fuck, yes," Matt groans, his hands gripping her thighs tightly. He watches her face contort in pleasure, her head thrown back, exposing the long line of her throat.

Scarlett rides him with a relentless rhythm. She plants her hands on his pecs for leverage, using her thighs to piston up and down. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room, loud and wet. Every time she bottoms out, a guttural cry escapes her lips. She looks down at him, her eyes dark and wild. "You feel so good inside me," she pants, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Matt watches her tits bounce with every thrust, mesmerized by the sight. He reaches up to cup them, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Scarlett gasps, her movements faltering for a split second before she picks up the pace, riding him even harder. The bed frame starts to rock against the wall.

"God, I missed this," Matt grits out, his voice strained. He thrusts his hips up to meet her driving deeper.

"Im close" Scarlett warns, though her smile is wicked. She leans down to kiss him again, swallowing his moans. The angle changes, allowing him to hit that spot deep inside her that makes her see stars. She breaks the kiss with a sharp intake of breath, her body trembling.

The intensity builds rapidly, a coil tightening in both of their abdomens. The air in the room grows heavy with the scent of sex and sweat. Matt can feel his orgasm approaching, a tingling pressure at the base of his spine. He grabs her hips, guiding her movements, urging her to go faster.

"I'm close," Matt warns, his grip bruising. "Don't stop."

Scarlett doesn't stop. She rides him like her life depends on it, chasing her own release. The bed shakes violently beneath them, the old wood groaning in protest. The headboard slams into the wall with increasing force.

"Fuck, Matt, I'm—"

Suddenly, a loud crack echoes through the room, followed by the splintering sound of wood giving way. The center of the mattress sags abruptly, the support slats snapping under the strain of their vigorous movements. They lose their rhythm instantly, the unexpected drop throwing them off balance.

They freeze.

For a second, the only sound is their heavy, ragged breathing. Matt is still buried deep inside her, but the mood has shifted from frantic lust to stunned stillness. Scarlett stares down at him, her eyes wide. Then, a snort escapes her.

She collapses onto his chest, her body shaking with laughter. Matt feels the vibration against his skin, and the tension drains out of him, replaced by amusement. He wraps his arms around her, chuckling deeply.

"Well," Matt says, his voice muffled against her hair. "I guess we really broke the bed."

Scarlett lifts her head, grinning down at him.

Matt runs a hand down her back, squeezing her ass. "I'm not done with you yet," he murmurs, his eyes darkening again. He shifts his hips, reminding her that he's still hard and throbbing inside her.

Scarlett bites her lip, a fresh wave of arousal washing over her. "Me neither."

He gently rolls her off him, the broken frame groaning again as they shift their weight. They stand up, the mattress slanting awkwardly in the middle. Matt takes her hand, lacing his fingers through hers.

"Shower," he says, pulling her toward the bathroom. "Let's finish this properly."

Scarlett follows willingly, stepping over the pile of discarded clothes.

It was gonna be a long night.

☆: 🤭

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐅!𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓 && 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐘!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 ₊ “MY PRETTY LITTLE GIRL” ˎˊ˗

𖦹 he loves his dumb little girl… { suggestive } 𝜗𝜚 for @minaismywife because it was her birthday 💔

“please..” your knees dug into the harsh material of the carpet, sitting on your ankles. the lace of your white skirt fell over the backs of your feet “please what princess?”

“i… i don’t know” matt chuckled, his thumb caressing your cheek, closer to your jaw than your eye, the rest of his hand holding onto your chin.

he looked amazing.

tattoos covered his arms, the one dedicated to you standing out most as you looked up at him through your eyelashes, the bunny with a small crown that was inked into his skin. “you’re so pretty, and perfect” your big doe eyes stared up at him, buggy and glossy.

“my sweet baby” he was so gentle with you, his warm hand practically cuffing your whole face “i love you” you were so pathetic, but you were too adorable for him to care.

his bottom lip got caught between his teeth, biting so hard that it could almost draw blood “open up doll” you parted your lips just enough for him to slip his thumb between your lips.

you moaned at the taste of his flesh, your sweet strawberry lotion now lying on your taste buds, tasting better than you ever imagined.

“i love you too” his voice was soft, caring and loving—gentle.

your eyes were focused on his face, admiring every feature of his. his facial hair, newer grown, mustache thicker than the rest. his blue eyes stayed in contact with yours, his soft glare making your thighs tingle.

you continued to suck on the digit until he removed it from your mouth, covered in your saliva. he leaned down, pressing his lips to yours in a short kiss “my pretty little girl..”

"There you go, baby— jus' take it for me, know you can." You nod helplessly, sweet noises falling from your lips as he slots his legs over your shoulders.

It's been hours. Since you put on that cute little set for him, since you were drooling all over his cock, since he took out his camera from the drawer beside his bed.

He tilts your head up, "C'mon, sweet girl. Be good for the camera." You whine, your face contorting when he starts ramming into you again.

"So fuckin' t-tight—" He groans, hand gripping your hip tight enough to bruise. "Gonna let me stuff you full? Must just wanna—" You cry out as he hits that special spot inside you, "Give me another baby, you wanna give me another baby honey?"

"Uh-uh— yes— yes—" You can barely think, walls clenching like you're to keep him forever inside you. "So good for me— so fuckin' good—" He kisses down your body, trying to pull you ever so closer with the camera in his hand, "So good for letting me have you like this— letting me record— shit—"

"Matt— m-matttt—" You whine, feeling in your stomach getting more and more intense. "Shhh, I got you, sweetie. It's okay, cum."

That's it for you.

Your body thrashes around, knuckles turning white from how hard you're grabbing at the sheets as you tighten around him. "Fuckkkk." He groans, "Can take a little more, can't you? Want me to give you my babies, right?"

"Yes— yes— pleaseeee, stuff me— gimme your babies—" You mewl, grabbing at him desperately. Matt places the camera down in front of your face before he goes harder than he has all night.

"Gonna breed you, fill up this pretty little cunt." He growls, pounding you with everything in him. You nod dumbly, "Please— please can feel you—"

"Fuck— m' gonna—" He groans, thrusting a few more times into you before shooting his hot, sticky load inside you.

You're both left panting and heaving, staring into each other's eyes. But you muster up the power to say: "H... happy Father's Day."

a/n: creds to @mattscoquette for the dilf!matt au !!! father's day special 😛😛