contains: smut, fwb!matt, protected sex, pnv, nipple play, pet names, slight dirty talk, kissing, clit play, aftercare. based off this song
the hum of chatter fills the restaurant, creating an intimate atmosphere that seems to shrink the overcrowded building down to just you and your friends. it's been a while since you and your friends had gone out for dinner together, and it just so happens that tonight is the night.
your friend group is relatively big; containing four of your girlfriends from high school, two guy friends, and nick, matt and chris, who were your best friends since middle school. you love them all, but you had always had a stronger connection with matt, causing you to become closer and closer with him over the years. and close you guys definitely were.
it had all started one night after a group dinner, much like this one. you had been staring at him all night, your stomach twisting at the new and unwelcome feelings that were invading you. feelings of desire and attraction. the triplets had offered to have you stay over at their house, as you often did, and of course you accepted, as usual. you had spent the car ride home trying to gaslight yourself into thinking that he was reciprocating those looks. the ones that you had so desperately thrown across the table.
you four had gotten home and had sat down to watch a movie, nick and chris eventually wandering off to go to their rooms. and suddenly, it was just you and matt. normally silence felt normal between you two; comfortable even. but now, it was charged, filled with something neither of you could put your finger on. it'd only taken one movement, and you were on matt's lap, with his lips on yours. the kiss had been heated, full of pent-up energy and desire.
he had hooked his arms around your thighs, never daring to break the kiss, and had carried you down the hallway to his bedroom. clothes had been quickly discarded, skin on skin in a matter of minutes. he had grabbed a condom and finally fulfilled those explicit desires in your head.
you had laid in his bed afterwards, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what this meant for your friendship. that's when the arrangement was made. that you two would be able to do this again. be physical again.
and so it did. it became yours and matt's secret. kisses that turned heated fast. risky touches in public. and you never told anyone. it was the only rule. keep this a secret.
he might as well carve his name into your bedpost, since it seemed like that's where he belonged. you always wound up in each other's beds, naked and tangled.
tonight is no different. as usual, it starts with the exchange of "fuck me" eyes across the room. you sit opposite matt at the long wooden table, which seats all eight of your friends, eyeing him. he looks good. really fucking good. you adjust the hem of your short black dress, pulling it further down your thighs. your friends had complimented you on it earlier, saying how cute it looked on you. little did they know, you bought this dress with him in mind. you knew it was going to end with him taking it off. and that was your plan.
the dinner drags on, with the tension between you two only intensifying. as the night finally comes to an end, you find yourself practically spiraling with thoughts of what you know is going to happen tonight.
the los angeles night air is cold as you step out of the restaurant, sending a shiver down your spine, goosebumps blooming on your skin. he notices your discomfort immediately and moves to take off his black hoodie. "here," he says, his voice warm and low as he offers his hoodie to you. "take this; you look cold."
you're slightly surprised at his words, noticing the tone he used, which was blatantly suggestive of your relationship. you shrugged on his hoodie, zipping it up over your black mini dress -the one you had bought with the intention of teasing him -the one that was his to take off.
you say your goodbyes to your friends, promising another dinner soon before sending them on their way, and start to make your way back to the triplets' car. you were staying over again. again, without nick and chris knowing what their middle brother and you were doing late at night.
the drive feels longer than it actually is. especially with the stolen glances matt keeps throwing you through the rearview mirror. you both knew what the other wanted, and you were going to get it. that was a fucking guarantee.
the minute nick and chris go to bed, leaving you two alone, matt's on you, backing you down the hallway towards his bedroom. his mouth meets yours with a soft passion, his tongue already swiping over the seam of your lips. his hands slide down your figure to grasp at your hips, steadying you as you walk backwards. your back hits his door with a soft thud. your hands scramble behind you to find the door handle, turning it and falling inside. you break the kiss for a moment as you enter his room, lips kiss-swollen and breathing heavy.
"fuck..." you groan, your voice coming out breathy and desperate. you pull him closer again, arms snaking around the back of his neck. you connect your mouth to his again, parting your lips with a soft hum of pleasure. his tongue delves into your mouth with intensity, exploring as if he hasn't done this hundreds of times before.
he gently pushes you back until the backs of your knees hit the bed and you fall backwards, your body bouncing slightly as he lands on top of you. the kiss is broken again -this time by him. you kick off your shoes and shuffle up the bed, feet scrambling for purchase on the mattress. your legs part easily, letting his body slot between your thighs. all of the silence and patience you felt throughout the night is gone, replaced by a desperate need for him.
"matt- fuck, need you," you whisper as his lips begin to trace a hot line of open-mouthed kisses down your jaw and neck. with every wet kiss on your skin, you feel the heat pooling between your thighs intensify. "i know," he soothes, "so fuckin' pretty." matt mumbles against your skin, sucking a light mark onto the skin.
his hands roam your body, sliding up your sides, tracing your figure with every slow movement of his lips on your neck. "this damn dress," he mutters, fingers finally slipping under the hem, meeting the bare skin of your outer thighs. he pushes up the fabric, making it bunch up under his touch. your hips arch into his touch, making the fabric ride up and bunch at your waist.
it's not long before your dress is discarded on the floor in a heap from being thrown over matt's shoulder. so there you are, lying half naked on his bed as he kisses down your torso. his lips move from your neck down to your shoulder, then chest, then ribs, then stomach.
at this point, the desire pooling in your panties is becoming impossible to ignore. a wet spot began to form on the thin lace, which didn't go unnoticed by matt. "mmhm, already wet?" he murmurs, looking up from his position at your lower stomach. “‘course you are.”
his hand grips your thigh, his thumb sliding higher and higher up along the inner until it meets the damp lace. he gives you one slow, teasing stroke along your core, thumb pressing down when it finds your clit. as soon as your hips arch and you let out a soft moan, however, the stimulation is gone.
"matt... mm, shit." you whine softly at the loss of contact. you look down at him, positioned between your legs- a sight you've become all too familiar with in the past years. "please." you murmur, sinking your teeth into the plush skin of your lip as the throbbing between your legs returns.
he crawls up your body, hovering above you as he leans down to connect your lips in an open-mouthed kiss again. your hands slide underneath his shirt and over the smooth planes of his back. you push up his shirt until he pulls it over his head, tossing it onto the floor with your dress. his hands move to cup your jaw, pulling you closer into the kiss as it becomes more heated.
"want you." he murmurs breathily between kisses, his desire evident by the hardness you feel pressing against your thigh through his jeans. you don't need to say anything for him to know you want him too. the arch of your back and the small, delicate noises you're making are proof enough. he pulls away from the kiss, your saliva still glistening on his lips, and starts to unbuckle his belt with a metallic clink. you prop yourself up on your elbows behind you and watch him, anticipation building in every fiber of your being.
he undoes his belt and starts to work on his jeans. "let me," you say, reaching out and placing your hand on his. you undo the button and zipper of his jeans, tugging them down his thighs, all while maintaining eye contact.
there was something about this. the supposed hookups never felt like that. they always felt intimate- too intimate. he was your best friend and had been for over 10 years. but do normal best friends know the way each other tastes? how they moan?
you snap out of your deep thoughts and bring yourself back to the present moment. matt has shuffled his jeans off and is kneeling on the bed in front of you, his boxers strained. "done spacing out?" he says teasingly, meeting your gaze. "oh, shut up," you say, rolling your eyes affectionately as you hook your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him down on top of you. he chuckles quietly under his breath, clearly enjoying the banter.
you're face-to-face now, inches away as your breath fans over his lips. he slips his hands beneath you, fingers fumbling slightly with the clasp of your bra before he finally gets it. he slides the straps down your arms and pulls the cups away, leaving your chest bared to him. "you're so fucking beautiful," he whispers, eyes transfixed.
he dips his head down and takes one hardened nipple into his mouth, sucking gently while his other hand kneads your other breast. you arch slightly beneath him as he sucks and laps at your sensitive nipple. he pulls off with a wet pop, then turns his attention to the previously neglected one, licking and suckling.
your breathing becomes heavier as he sucks, turning you on more if that's even possible. when he finally pulls off with another wet pop and looks up at you, you know that it's finally going to happen. without another word, he sits back on his heels and pulls off his boxers, finally freeing his straining cock.
as he grabs a condom from his bedside table and rolls it on, you lift your hips and slide down your now soaked underwear, revealing your glistening folds. "fuuckk," he groans under his breath at the sight, as if he's already inside you. he guides himself to your entrance, teasing your slit with the head of his cock. you clench around nothing, your body involuntarily preparing for him as he teases you.
with one slow stroke, he thrusts inside you, burying himself deep with a low moan that contrasts with your soft whimper at the stretch. he stills his hips, giving you both a moment to adjust as you flutter around him. "god... you feel so fucking good," you groan breathily, looking up at him. "move, please."
your words seem to be the go-ahead he's waiting for. he draws his hips back until only the tip remains inside you before thrusting forward again, setting a slow, deep pace. he begins to move in a steady rhythm, fucking into you. "fuck," he grunts, his eyes closing for a moment as he focuses on the sensation of you wrapped around him. "you're so tight."
your moans begin to fill the room as he picks up the pace. your back arches as his cock hits the gummy spot of your walls. "thereee it is," he coos, angling his hips so he can hit that spot more accurately. "you're taking me so fucking well," he murmurs, looking down at his cock- which is coated in your arousal- sliding in and out of you.
"so fucking good for me," he praises, picking up the pace to hit that spot hard and fast. his fingers trail down between your bodies, parting your folds and finding your clit before starting to rub tight circles. you let out a desperate moan as the feeling of both his fingers and his dick catches up to you. you wrap your legs around his hips, pulling him deeper as he continues fucking into you, letting out grunts and heavy breaths of his own.
you begin to feel the familiar tight knot forming in your stomach as he begins to lose precision, focusing on chasing both your orgasms. "oh-oh fuckk, ngh, matt!" you moan, your breathing becoming more erratic as you teeter on the edge of snapping. his fingers move faster, in tandem with his hips. "c'mon, come for me." he grunts, a moan escaping his own lips.
the coil in your abdomen finally snaps, white-hot pleasure spreading through your whole body as your eyes squeeze shut, jaw slack in a silent yell. your whole body trembles as he continues to fuck you, chasing his own release now. aftershocks wash over you powerfully, sending twitches through you. his hips finally still as he buries himself to the hilt, spilling into the condom with a groan of your name.
he collapses on top of you, his head dropping to your shoulder, breathing heavily as he twitches inside of you, making your walls oversensitive. you two lay there like that for a moment, tangled in each other's embrace, panting and trembling. he reaches up to stroke your hair soothingly, calming your raw nerves. he presses soft kisses to your neck and face, making sure to make you feel wanted.
he pulls out of you with a gentle wince, getting up to grab a damp cloth to clean you up with before grabbing your cotton panties and one of his oversized shirts for you to get dressed in. he pulls on a pair of fresh boxers then lays down beside you, stroking your hair gently. your lashes flutter as you look up at the ceiling, closing your eyes, feeling safe in his arms.
a/n: this was written ages ago and i posted it a while ago (so some of you may remember). but i didn’t really like it, so i took it down. but i edited a few small things, and thought i’d re-release it.
lmk if you want a part two or if i should turn this into a series/au. you can definitely see that they’re not just fwb and being idiots right…
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