sub!matt. softdom!reader. smut. light masochism. mommy kink. matt humps reader's thigh. crying. pet names. praise. jewellery kink? temperature play? longish.
your reflection stared back at you in the mirror, and so did matt's.
he watched in awe as a series of bold, romantic jewellery dripped down your body like smooth honey. the various metals coated your neck, ears, wrists - the list goes on - and caught the light as they dangled and clashed together. you wore a selection of peices, ranging from milgrain edged rings to glowing pearl bracelets. a swarm if butterflies filled matt's stomach at the sight, only further fuelling his attraction to you in the moment.
suddenly, you heard the gentle pad of matthew's feet along the floor, and before you knew it, two yearning arms clung diligently around your waist.
"hi, sweetheart." you smiled, lifting a hand to the back of the boy's head, of which he raised to look at you.
"hi, mama.." his face flushed a soft pink, innocent and submissive dawning up at you.
matt nuzzled himself into your chest, jumping at the abrupt sharp cold of your necklace against his paleness. his breath hitched in his throat, and he squeezed his arms tighter. it was an intense feeling, somewhat painful in comparison to his hot, freckled cheeks. something in him, however, craved that feeling again.
"you alright, baby?" you asked gently. "oh, sorry, my necklaces are in your way." you clutched at the stones along your skin and slowly shifted them to the side, only to be met with one of the saddest whines you'd ever heard from matthew's mouth; deep and longing to be stung by you once more.
"oh?" you laughed. matt was mortified, hiding in his grip on you as if he hadn't just done what he did. you knew, though, that neither of you wanted to forget it happened.
you gradually took some silver in-between your fingers, beginning to hold an emerald green pendant against the small exposed area of the brunette's neck.
matthew gasped. his body went stiff, yet he turned towards the sensation like it was the drug of his life. now, he honestly thought it might as well be. his fingers curled at the hems of your shirt to anchor himself as his legs went to jelly and he felt a rush of warmth to his core.
"yeah? you like that, do you?"
"y-yes... i- i like it, mama.." matt pleaded, tucking his bottom lip underneath his shiny, white canines. "s-so much.."
"does it hurt, my honey?" a soft hint of worry laced your words, even as the flirtatiousness lingered.
matt folded his lips into a pout. this was a reoccurring topic - pain and degradation being a point of interest but you not wanting to harm your boyfriend. sturniolo wasn't one to beg or even ask for things you weren't comfortable with. a respectful boy, really. but he needed it. needed that burn. needed that sting. needed you of anyone to give it to him. and you were sure he would do anything he could to get it.
"please, mama." matthew almost sobbed, tears of hopelessness threatening to drown his waterline. "please don't stop. please, i-"
"okay, okay, darling." you stroked his back soothingly, placing a kind kiss to his hair. "just this once, yeah?"
matt vigorously nodded, hugging you closer to him - if that was even possible at this point. "t-thank you..."
"good manners, dear." your hand trailed down the boy's body, trickling to the bulging zip of his pants. your fingertips fumbled around his clothed cock, pressing a delicious arousal into the firmness. he writhed at the pressure, grinding his hips further into your touch.
"is this what you want, baby?"
matt didn't hesitate. "y-yes, p-please, mama.. wan' to feel g-good, mommy.." his pants swiftly found the floor, as did his boxers, revealing his aching, hard shaft throbbing against your thigh. though you two were standing up, matthew still found a way to bend his knees and begin humping your leg. a quick fire of the pleasure he so craved shot up his body, sending a chilling shiver down his spine.
"needy, aren't you, sweet boy?" a smug smile painted itself along your lips.
"mmgh- mama.. c-can we please sit down.. please.." matt begged, voice rasped and fucked-out even with the little progress he'd made.
your bodies lovingly found the edge of your mattress and tangled close in front of the mirror. matt wrapped his thighs securely around one of your own, a sound similar to a moan bellowing into your ear at this new position. he keened at the feeling of your grasp so tightly swung around his waist, shyly kissing a small patch behind your ear.
"may i.. please.." but matthew could barely form a sentence. something about this whole situation with you had gotten him so unbelievably worked up - lucky you understood his every move.
"go on, sweetheart. make yourself feel good for mommy." you said knowingly, watching carefully as matt pressed himself against you. those words made him go crazy, and you knew that.
the boy thrusted his leaking dick on your exposed upper leg so desperately you would think he'd been waiting for years. he was a pulsing dark red and dribbling white pre-release with each movement, the feeling bleeding into his tummy as he whimpered out in ecstasy. he threw his spiralling head back, whining as all his blood ran to the inches where they mattered.
"f-fuck- m-mama!" matthew mewled, burrowing his eyes in your shoulder as he continued to buck up into your flesh. but something was missing. he hadn't forgotten about what had got him here in the first place. he waited patiently for that freezing, metallic ache to be felt.
"oh!"
and there it was.
you tenderly layed your wrists, swimming in chains and bangles, to the side of matthew's hips and ass. it was immediate, the sting, and, instead of a cry, it drew a deep moan of arousal from far within matt's chest. it felt so cold in comparison to the hot, awake nerves all under his skin, and fierce arousal relentlessly throbbed all throughout his frame as a result.
"mama! t-thank you! m- ah!" matt blubbered, his rhythm becoming more and more sloppy with each second. his fingernails dug into the sides of your arms, of which could not help but roam like wildfire all over his plush; back, thighs, chest - every part of him was given a taste of your love, though his skin was not given a break from your metal.
"so cold, hm? again? you want it again?"
matthew whinced as you pushed your jewellery further to his skin, salty tears running themselves down his flushed cheeks without fail. he both ran away and grinded closer to the sensation at the same time, overwhelmed by it's burn.
"o-oh my g-god!" he shouted, trembling and sweating at a million miles an hour.
"that's it, keep going, baby." guiding his hips, you dragged out long, sweet praises just to the tip of his ear.
matt was lost of breath, his chest rising and falling almost to the speed of his thrust. "f-feels s'good, mommy.. mmgh!"
you let out a laugh of sympathy, giving him little kisses all down where you could reach. "tired, my honey?" you brushed the brunette's hair from his forehead and slowed your grip ever so slightly.
"y-yes.." matthew's jaw had fallen slack, continuous filthy noises still slipping from his teeth. "mm- b-but i needa c-cum! s-so close..!"
"you can do it, sweetheart, almost there." at that, matt began thrashing his hips once more, mashing his slick, rock-hard pole into your thigh with all his might.
"mm- f-fu- m-mama!" his words were broken, exhausted and pleading, but nothing could bring him to a stop. a familiar heat pooled in his tummy, and quickly swam to his smarting, wet tip.
"m-mama, i-i'm cumming!"
"cum for me, baby." and with matthew's climax, you hastily pressed a golden gemstone of yours to his pinky nipple.
the final sting wasn't expected, especially not there of all places; but god, he couldn't ever complain, and didn't ever want to. thick, white seed spilled all over your leg in an instant, cries of pleasure flooding the room. matt's vision went starry and blurred like stairs to the heaven that was his orgasm. he moaned and sobbed, messy and ruined all because of you and that delicious accessory burn.
matthew collapsed in your arms as his high faded, completely spent and unable to lift his limbs any longer. a slight movement was still present in his lower torso, twitching and pulsing in the aftershocks.
"mm.. sniff- mama.." he mumbled, all sorts of liquids glistening on his face and delicate frame.
"good boy, matt, you're okay.." you whispered, melting into a soft kiss on your boy's pouted lips.
random little mannerisms or quirks the triplets have that i'm fond of
nick being a matt girl, even though we know these two argue quite often
all of them frequently using hand gestures while talking
matt chewing certain syllables or words
chris having unexpected moments of insight about people, life, and his brothers that are usually hidden behind his more humorous nature
nick disliking physical affection quite a bit more than his brothers but often patting their arms or shoulders, or touching their hands briefly, especially when feeling strong emotions (positive or negative)
the way matt rubs his eyes when he's laughing
the moments when they're all laughing at the same time and leaning
nick's delivery on certain words or sentences, which is a huge reason why he's so comedic. great timing and mannerisms in that
matt and chris giggling in sync
nick and matt sharing a look when chris says something they find confusing, weird, or unexpected
the fact that they keep running notes on moments in their lives that they find amusing, heartwarming, etc. for car videos but in general is such a nice way of remembering life
chris and matt often being on the same wavelength, and most commonly the ones who say things in sync
their wit! we often talk about nick's comebacks but they all have sharp tongues and quick reactions, just in different ways! nick is more blunt and can carry it longer, matt has attitude and usually keeps his more witty comments for specific moments (distinct timing), and chris largely depends on his mood because he's least likely to speak so harshly but CAN
matt's little voice acting moments
also matt's facial expressions when something insane is happening; he always gets so wide eyed
they all make for great reaction images/gifs though
nick apparently being a peaceful sleeper and his brother's being so fond of that
nick and chris often having different interests but breaking out into song together, even after they were just bickering
weird little thing, but how harsh their features can be when they aren't smiling
chris being a bit obnoxious when competitive but honest about it vs. matt being competitive but pretending not to be until he's either winning or thinks he shouldn't be losing...and then there's nick trying but not really caring if he loses or not
them being horny for no reason but especially when the others get weirded out by it, i just think it's funny
matt's honesty and awareness of anxiety and mental health struggles
matt's love for animals and especially how gentle and patient he is with them
chris being so expressive but also keeping certain parts of his heart close to the chest, and the fact that he admits he does this
i love how curious and introspective they all are, especially chris with out of the box thinking or matt with some deviousness
nick being so open about his sexuality and how his brother's support, accept, and embrace that wholeheartedly
matt and chris still being kinda up each other's asses even after saying they were trying to do less triplet related things
unexpected dark humor related to violence or suicide (commonly from nick or matt)
speaking of, nick responding to weird facts or a minor comment with something along the lines of 'that's how he wants to die', which is both funny and slightly concerning because it happens on multiple occasions (ex. the hippo, the molasses flood, 'so should i kms?')
matt being a safe driver but also somehow having road rage
chris ability to be amused by everything, how easily he laughs, how loudly and unrepentantly he does
them bringing up triplet references
matt genuinely being a little bit of a shapeshifter (ex. looking a bit more like nick or chris at different points in their lives, beard vs no beard, 'tuff' vs soft matt)
nick responding to mentions of food he loves with something along the lines of 'i want to rub that all over my body' OR the exact opposite, with 'there are so many things i'd hate to be covered in'
matt being a deeply nostalgic person
chris' love for 'classic' designs, all of them enjoying vintage elements in their personal aesthetics
nick being openly appreciative of female musicians. i feel like this isn't super common among male youtubers. they often listen to men to near exclusivity
i love that they all accessorize!
when they have the sillies or start playing up some zesty mannerisms
how often they make references to other media. sometimes it's pop culture moments, niche things from their childhood or specifically boston, or things they watch and listen to
chris making gay jokes to nick, and nick calling him gay back over stupid shit like bros what are you doing
them arguing or yelling at each other in one minute and then talking normally or laughing the next
when they call cluster together into one space without realizing (it's so adorable)
when they busta move
THERE'S PROBABLY SO MANY MORE. these are just the ones i'm thinking of at the moment.
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