*horny MattDex nothingness copy-pasted from my Twitter account—
Dex doing recon for Matt, it's a dusk to dawn sitch, and Matt won't let him move. He needs every detail. He keeps Dex at his position all night, back and forth between binoculars and his scope. He's often on his stomach, which means he's often putting pressure on his bladder.
Assignment ends at sunrise when Matt thuds quietly onto the rooftop. Nudges Dex in the side, doesn't let him get up... turns him onto his back, boot to his cock. It's his reward for staying in position all night, even if Dex doesn't get hard under his sole.
Matt doesn't ask why, he knows, and he's aware Dex knows this is another test. Another, "how far would you go for me?"
The relief of emptying himself almost feels better than the pressure of Matt's boot on his wet cock. Almost, because Dex can actually derive pleasure from it, now.
Dex holds Matt in place with one hand around an ankle, his other stretched out towards his rifle, getting off on the smell of his own piss and his own sweat and what of Matt's scent wafts off him.
Matt's unfazed by it, no reaction save for the strengthened belief the man stuck under his boot has and will do anything he asks.
& bonus actual tweet bcause whatever. Whatever