Hi Iโm the anon that was asking about how many prompts I can requestโฆ I decided that Iโm going to put them all in here and then you can pick what you want. If you want to make more than one go ahead of you want to use all of them in one be my guest, if you do use any of them, can it be with Matthew please hahahah okay so we are looking at 4, 5, 11, 12, 13, 15, 16, 17, 20, 22, 24, 25, 27, 30โฆ sorry for being annoying, if you want to ignore this you can haha I get itโฆ
A/n: This took so fucking long and I'm so fucking sorry but I really didn't like it at first and it needed to marinate in my mind. Then I got sick and it's just been a mess, but long story short, here it is and it kinda sucks just a teensy tiny bit.
P.S. I don't think I proofread and I'm sorry. I couldn't bring myself to reread this and I don't have writer friends that I can send to look over ๐ We will suffer about it together <3
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"I canโt help but get a little angry when theyโre looking at you like that." Matthew leaned over to whisper in your ear as he wrapped a possessive arm around your shoulder, his eyes never leaving the table that sat behind you. "They've been staring all night."
"Cameras, babe." You reminded playfully, trying to get him to remember you were currently at an award show.
"Everyone knows we're together, anyways." He gave you a boyish smile. "It'll be good press for our collab, anyways."
You left him be and focused your eyes back to the stage.
Matthew's protectiveness was something you loved to see. After years of dating people who didn't seem to care, Matthew's attitude made you feel like a prized possession. As cringey as it seemed, it did feel nice to be wanted to that extent.
"Your stylist must hate me." He whispered again. "Remind me just once," He licked his lips. "Who do you belong to?"
You turned to him with wide eyes and smacked his arm.
"We're in ear shot of a lot of people." You whisper-scolded. "They know we're dating but they don't know we're dating seriously."
"Are you saying you don't want to say it out loud?" He raised a brow, the playful tone long gone. "Do I have to make it known that we're dating seriously?" His eyes were serious, but you didn't back down.
There was a time and place for everything, and this was not it.
"I don't know what got into you, but we have to behave here." You tried to ration with him.
"We can always find a way out." He countered.
"You wouldn't."
"Donโt tempt me." He stated simply. "It's not like I asked for much, just something to prove a point." He shrugged. "So, you can prove the point, or I can."
"Did something happen?" Your face and tone were serious now. "You're rarely like this at events like this." You could tell something was getting to him, but you weren't sure and as he kept this act up, you were getting worried.
You pulled your phone out to message your manager, asking for the keys to the car because you were feeling a bit sick. Within minutes, she was at your table, and you explained you'd run to the store and be back soon, plus, it wasn't fair to your members to be left alone. Before she could reply, Matthew told her he'd go with you, and you could see her caving.
In the end, you were given the keys and Matthew all but ran to the car with you barely keeping up.
Once the doors were closed, he couldn't help but pull you on his lap.
โOpen your mouth for me, darling.โ He whispered as he brought his hands up to your lips.
Your stomach was swirling at the thought of doing this in the back of the car. In the parking lot of the award show at that. Getting caught by anyone was a high risk.
"Donโt pretend to be so innocent, now.โ He tsked. "At least the windows are tinted. If we're careful when we get out, no one will know."
You licked your lips before parting them and letting his fingers coat themselves in your saliva.
As he took in the sight of you, legs spread over his dress pants, looking all dolled-up while he had his fingers almost knuckle deep in your mouth, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"You dirty, little slut." He cooed at you. "So oblivious, aren't you." He teased, one of his hands trailing down to pull up the hem of your dress so it was draped over his thighs. "I bet you couldn't hear them saying how much they wish they could be doing this to you."
Your eyes darted towards him, and you pulled back.
"That's what this is about?" You looked at him like he was crazy. "Because you're jealous?"
"And if you heard someone say how much they wish they could ride me all night long? How they give me a better night than you ever could? Right in front of you?" He paused and waited for a response.
You stayed silent, unable to think of how you'd react.
"That's what I thought." He scoffed. "Now be good for me."
He finished his sentence by roughly slamming his lips onto yours, the fingers that were in your mouth now moving under the dress and through your underwear.
"All this for me?" He smirked as his fingers were met with slick. "And to think.." He paused as his fingers slowly slid over your clit. "We wouldn't be doing this right now had you just said you were mine."
He let silence take over the car as his fingers quickly worked their way inside you, your legs unable to close due to being on his lap.
"Matthew-"
You started but got cut off as his thumb started working against your clit, your head falling against his shoulder in a silent scream.
"God, I hated hearing them talk about you like that." His voice was lower, almost a growl, as he roughly sucked hickies onto your neck. "You're fucking mine."
You wanted to respond, but with the way his hands and lips were working against you, you couldn't find it in you to make words.
He looked at the marks he left and his hand came up to grab your chin to make you look at him, the fingers that were inside you starting a rougher pace.
"Who left these marks on you?"
"Y-You, fuck." You felt your legs tighten around his thighs as your voice broke.
"Are you going to cover them up?" He challenged as his thumb worked faster against your clit.
You shook your head as you didn't trust your voice, your eyes closing as you felt yourself getting closer.
"Use your words, angel."
"No, fuck, no, just please." You could feel your face redden as the words just flew out of you. Something about Matthew always made you a mess.
โSay my name. Scream it.โ
"Matthew~" You whined loudly, your legs shaking around him as you felt yourself cum undone.
"Louder."
"I-I can't," You gasped as you tried, and failed, to catch your breath.
"You don't have a choice here, angel." He gave you a boyish smile as he kept rubbing your clit, his free hand holding you in place as you started trying to back away. "Donโt forget who you belong to.โ He paused to watch your mouth fall in an open scream. "I'll use you until I'm done with you."
He quickly pulled his fingers away from you and moved them to work against the button of his suit pants.
"Matter fact." He licked his lips as he pulled himself out of his boxers. โIโm not going to stop until youโre begging me to." He smirked down at you as he moved both hands to move you over him.
Your mind was still hazy as you let out a chuckle.
"Do you think this is a joke?" He furrowed his brows, but his tone was full of amusement. Watching you lose yourself because of him was an ego boost he'd never get tired of.
"You're cute." You giggled until you felt him slide into you, the pleasure making you shiver.
"And you're cuter." He pulled you in for a kiss as you were fully sat on him, your hips moving before he could tell you to do so. He smiled into the kiss as his hands moved you faster against him.
โThat's my good girl.โ
