TordMatt × Reader Smut
You twirled the skirt and admired yourself in the mirror. Hmm. Maybe this wasn't so bad.
Buying lingerie and sexy outfits was like a new hobby to you. You now have a small collection of lingerie, collars, socks, and other revealing outfits.
But this one- the newest to the collection- was a maid outfit that came with cat ears.
It came with a tail as well, but you weren't ready for that yet. So it was set aside for the future.
You smiled and fluffed the poofy skirt. You liked the way your body fit in it. It showed your curves and brought out the thickness in your thighs and breasts.
The knee-high socks also helped with that, but you haven't put them on yet.
Which sounded like a good idea. You opened the second drawer to your dresser and looked through your sock collection.
Lace? No. Ribbons? No. See through? Also no.
Your mind clicked when you found a pair of plain black socks. They were perfect to complete your outfit. You sat down at the edge of your bed and slid them up your legs. They clung onto the chubbiness in your legs, and made them profound.
You did another look in the mirror before snapping a photo to capture the moment. Every time you dressed up like this, you usually took a photo to save the moment.
Playing with your hair and looking through the few photos you took, your head snapped up as you heard your bedroom door click.
"Hey, Y/N, have you seen my- OH MY GOSH!"
A familiar ginger haired boy ran over to you, circling you and looking at the outfit you displayed.
"M-Matt!"
"Look at you! You look so cute!" He grabbed onto your face and squeezed it, mushing your cheeks.
Wow, could this get any worse?
Matt started exploding with questions. Questions like: Where did this come from? Do they have one in my size? Is there a tail with the cat ears? They're cat ears, right?
All while questioning you, he was touching you. Feeling the fabrics and such. Poking at the cat ears in your head.
You stayed silent, completely embarrassed to be standing in front of someone looking like this.
"OMG, Y/N! I can't believe how cute you look! You usually don't try and look homeless with your outfits. This is a great change!"
You sighed, ignoring the comment, "Thanks, Matt."
"Cute, indeed."
You and Matt turned your head to another familiar voice rippling through.
Tord leaned against your door frame, taking a drag from his cigar and blowing the smoke.
Did Matt leave the door open? Oh, God! Everyone in the house is going to know now! And Tord's a bloody perv, oh my gosh!
Thought were racing through your head as you watched Tord fully enter your room.
He slowly circled you, like Matt did, looking you up and down.
"Todd! Doesn't she look so adorable!"
Tord smirked, letting cigar smoke find it's way out of his mouth. The scent filled your room, making you internally groan. You hated the smell, and now it was on your sheets.
"Very."
Matt bounced, grabbing your shoulders, "Y/N, can I have a turn in it?"
Your eyes widened. You couldn't take this off now, not in front of the two. That would be so embarrassing.
You felt something wrap around your neck, snapping at the front and slightly pinching the sensitive skin.
A collar?! You left the damn drawer open, and Tord found that collection.
"Quite the collection, Y/N. I'm impressed." Tord opened your window and threw his cigar out. Good riddance.
"Jesus fucking christ, this can't be happening..." you put your face in the palms of your hands and slightly muttered to yourself.
You were lunged forward, almost colliding into Tord's face. Your faces were inches apart. You could smell the cigar scent running off of him.
"Only it is, my dear."
You noticed one of the leashes you had that came with a collar. It was wrapped around Tord's fist. When did he put it on? Nothing was felt.
"Ah, Tord! Don't be so rough with her. Give me that, you're doing it wrong."
Matt took the leash from Tord's hand, gently tugging you to him.
"I'm not doing it wrong, friend. Just being rough, is all."
You spoke up, "Uh, what's happening?"
"Sounds like Matt wants to have a little contest." Tord crossed his arms and arched a brow.
Matt tugged on the leash a bit harder, "Maybe I do!"
Tord walked back to the entrance of your room, shutting and locking the door.
Oh gosh, this perv was planning something sexual. Why aren't you saying anything to stop it? Why are you obeying them?
You swore it was the power of the outfit taking over your body.
But honestly. You liked the use of the leash and being pulled around between the two men. It felt right for some reason.
"Okay, then. Deal." The two guys standing in your room shook on it.
You were too zoned out to pay attention to what they agreed to. Too zoned out to even notice that Matt dropped the leash, and it was now hanging in front of your legs.
"Come here, Y/N." Tord sat on the bed, motioning for you to sit on his lap.
Instead of immediate action, you stared at him, unsure of what to do.
"Come here, beautiful." Matt sat next to Tord and motioned for you to sit on his lap as well.
You looked between the two, unable to decide. Were you really going to sleep with them? Would it make things awkward?
"Now, Y/N." Tord interrupted your thoughts with a command. He sounded more stern.
You found yourself slowly walking to him, not wanting to disobey. Honestly, with how kinky Tord was, you were scared to disobey him. Who knows what he would do to you.
But on the other hand, you were also curious to see what he would do to you.
So you went to Matt, gently sitting on his lap. You made eye contact with Tord and smirked.
"Good girl, Y/N." Matt wrapped his hands around you, giving you praise.
But Tord glared at you, "Bad girl, Y/N."
He thought for a moment and smirked, "Maybe a punishment is needed."
Matt started to gently kiss your neck and rub your body. The gentle kisses kind of tickled when they reached sensitive places.
"Ack-!" You were tugged back by the leash. It took you by surprise.
You looked up and saw Tord looking down on you, "You'll behave for me."
A slap was placed upon your ass. You jumped and tugged away from Tord, and into Matt's shoulder. He kissed and rubbed at your body as Tord spanked you.
God, the stimulations running through.
Tord had lifted the skirt, revealing the laced thong you were wearing to match your outfit. He delivered another slap.
The bare skin made it sting more as he spanked you again and again.
Matt started to gently take off your maid outfit, kissing your body as more was revealed. You let him slide off the top and skirt, leaving you in your bra and panties. And the socks, of course.
They admired your body, hands running along it. Matt tickled his fingers along your spine while Tord squeezed your thighs.
Each was attacking each side of your neck, leaving soft kisses, rough kisses, and bites.
Matt rubbed your thighs, slowly making his way up. The tip of his finger lightly rubbed the bundle of nerves hiding within the black panties.
Tord wrapped his strong hand around your neck, pulling your head back for a deep, wet kiss. He snaked his tongue into your mouth, dancing with yours. His hands going down to your breasts, giving them a nice squeeze. You reached behind and unclipped your bra, tossing it aside and giving Tord full access.
You softly moaned into Tord's kiss when Matt slipped his hand in your panties, giving skin to skin contact. He played with your clit, rubbing it in circles, while using his other fingers to rub at your wet entrance.
"Somebody's soaked," Matt whispered in your ear, giving you chills.
Matt gently pushed you off his lap so you were standing. He started to slowly slide your panties down, biting his lip and making eye contact.
Tord roughly took charge and ripped them off, then shoved you on the bed. He climbed on top of you, taking his shirt and pants off. You heard Matt's zipper in the background, not breaking eye contact with Tord.
He pushed his body onto you, passionately kissing you again. Matt climbed beside you, gently stroking his length.
Tord trailed passionate kisses down your body, stopping at your vagina. He didn't give you time to think, he just went down on you. He licked and sucked on the swollen bundle of nerves, making you arch your back, biting your finger to keep yourself from moaning.
"It's okay, darling. Don't be scared to make those pretty little noises for us~" Matt held his hard cock in front of your face.
You let Matt put his erection in your mouth, letting it muffle your moaning. Tord rubbed his fingers at your entrance, teasing it for what happens next.
As Matt lightly thrusted in your mouth, Tord roughly fingered you, trying to find that perfect spot. God, the overwhelming pleasure was going to kill you. You wanted them inside you, and to stop teasing.
Once Tord found your spot, you choked and moaned around Matt's dick. He leaned his head back, softly moaning.
You arched your back in pleasure, trying to take more of Matt in your mouth. It felt so good, you didn't want it to end.
But all things had to come to an end. Tord and Matt made eye contact, nodding as if they planned something. They both pulled away from you, leaving you a whimpering mess.
Matt sat you up and on his lap. Your back against him, facing Tord, who was between your legs.
Matt slightly lifted you up, placing you on his cock, and slowly sliding you back down. You softly moaned as you sat and adjusted on Matt.
After a few seconds, he started to slowly thrust into you. You leaned your head back on his shoulder, whimpering and softly moaning for him.
Tord scooted closer, positioning himself at your entrance as well. Matt stopped thrusting and let Tord slowly slide into you.
You groaned and bit your bottom lip. The stretch hurt, but it was more pleasurable than it was painful.
Matt started to rub your abdomen and thighs, comforting you from the blissful pain. His soft touches felt nice, and you wondered how he would be to just cuddle with.
Once Tord was fully in, he grabbed the leash and pulled you forward, into a kiss. This time, it wasn't wet or passionate. It was softer, adorable even. He pulled off, going down to your neck and whispering, "Are you ready, Y/N?"
You nodded, closing your eyes and preparing yourself.
Both males started thrusting at their own pace, throwing you off. Matt was going slow and gentle, but Tord was going a faster, more rough pace.
You grabbed onto Tord's shoulders, moaning so loud, it was almost almost scream. Holy shit, this was new. They both hit different spots inside you, driving you insane.
Matt picked up his pace, but still going gentle. He wrapped his arms around you and played with your breasts while planting soft kisses on your back. You could hear him softly moaning. The shakiness in his moans were cute.
Tord was breathing heavily, giving a few grunts here and there. His thrusts were starting to get sloppy as he reached his peak. He held your legs up, clinging onto them tightly as he reached his climax. He quickly pulled out as he came, groaning and resting his head on your leg. The face he made was hot to you. The way he looked so vulnerable.
You felt Matt tighten his grip around you, pushing his face in your back as his moans became more frequent. The shaky breaths and moans were driving you to your own orgasm. His thrusting became rougher as he moaned louder.
"Gahh, Matt~!" A flood of pleasurable relief flooded your body, all the while making you more sensitive.
Matt thrusted a few more times before spilling his warm cum inside you.
That had caught everyone off guard. You weren't on birth control.
"Dammit, Matt. Why'd you do that?!" Tord barked, obviously pissed.
"S-Sorry! I was too into it and forgot.. I'm so sorry, Y/N." Matt held onto you tightly as he pulled out. Hot cum leaked from you.
"I-It's okay. I'll figure something out." You turned around in Matt's arms and hugged him back. The poor ginger felt so bad, it's almost like he was going to cry.
"Everyone clean up. We'll go to the pharmacy." Tord had already gotten up and was buttoning his pants.
Matt nodded, letting you go and slowly getting up and dressed.
"I'm jumping in the shower." You put on your dirty clothes and went into the bathroom. You were hoping there was Plan-B at the pharmacy.
You got undressed in the bathroom, tossing your dirty clothes aside. You unclipped the leash from the collar and set it aside. Looking at the collar in the mirror, you realize this was the one that you lost the key to.
Meaning it was stuck.
You groaned and jumped in the shower anyways, washing the sweat and cum from your body.
Once out of the warm water, you wrapped yourself in a towel and made your way to Tord's room. Maybe his big brain can pick the lock.
You opened the door slightly, listening to it squeak. You looked for Tord, who was sitting on his bed, on his phone.
"T-Tord.. the collar is stuck."
He looked up from his phone, motioning you into his room. He took one look at you, and then went to his desk.
It was scattered with papers and a few tools.
He opened a drawer and pulled out a tiny screwdriver. You heard the shower running again, assuming I was Matt.
Tord lifted your chin and picked the lock off the collar, letting it release from around your neck. You sighed in relief; thank god you didn't have to go into public with a collar on.
You and Tord heard the shower stop, and saw Matt exiting the bathroom.
"Ready?" He sounded like he had been crying.
You nodded.
"Alright, let's go then." Tord tossed the car keys in the air and let them fall back in his hand.
You and Matt followed behind him outside and into the car, finally going to the pharmacy.
Luckily, they had Plan-B in stock.
