Summary: While trying to enjoy some alone time in your bed late at night, you can’t help but feel a presence there with you.
October 5th:
𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓕𝓾𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 ft. titan!Eren Jaeger
Summary: When Eren asks you to meet him deep in the woods, you weren’t aware he’d caught onto your little secret.
October 9th:
𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓷𝓸𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓪 & 𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓵𝔂𝓼𝓲𝓼 ft. incubus!Itachi Uchiha
Summary: After months of begging, Itachi finally agrees to use his powers on you.
October 13th:
𝓑𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂 & 𝓑𝓸𝓭𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓭𝓼 ft. vampire!Touya Todoroki
Summary: Touya drinks your blood for the first time while fucking, and he makes a mess.
October 17th:
𝓒𝓸𝓬𝓴 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 ft. The Creature
Summary: Sometimes all your sweet boy needs is some slow, raw intimacy to soothe that touch starved ache.
October 21st:
𝓞𝓻𝓰𝓪𝓼𝓶 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓵 ft. dragon!Fire Lord Zuko
Summary: The Fire Lord is in control of a whole nation, so in the bedroom, he likes it when you control everything instead, including when he gets to come.
October 25th:
𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓴 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓴 & 𝓟𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓮𝔁 ft. ghostface!Jason Todd
Summary: Jason watches you answer the phone when he calls you. You have no idea he can see you right now.
October 30th:
𝓟𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓵 𝓟𝓵𝓪𝔂 & 𝓒𝓝𝓒 ft. werewolf!Toji Fushiguro
Summary: When you first decided you wanted to spend Toji’s transformation with him, he was completely against the idea. Now, here you are, ‘alone’ in the dark, in the middle of the woods, being hunted.
October 31st:
𝓐𝓹𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓬 ft. devil!Matt Murdock
Summary: Matt has another secret. One bigger than the suit. When he’s doused in some kind of airborne chemical whilst out at night, he stumbles home to you, and loses control of himself.
This will be the first time I’m participating in writing for Kinktober and I’m so excited! <3
I think you should write about Benjamin Pointdexter
I wasn’t going to just outright say this bc I don’t want to offend anyone but I keep getting requests for him so it’s finally time.
I’m just not a Dex girlie, I’m sorry! So I probably won’t end up writing something for him I’m afraid, I’m sorry to any Dex girlies (I get it, I really do and he’s an amazing villain, I just… he took our Foggy 🥺)
Just finished writing a scene where princess!Reader makes knight!Matthew Murdock recite his oath while she sucks his cock and of course he’s a stuttering mess 🙏
A little update: the word count is climbing steadily and I think we might be looking at around 100k words honestly which is actually INSANEEE lmao like wdym I’ve written a whole book?
I’m so excited to start releasing it though, I love knight!Matt sm and I hope you guys will too, I hope it’s worth the wait <3
i love it so much when matt does this silly little pose, he looks so tiny and cute. like yeah my little gargoyle go ahead❤️ get comfy in that tiny little corner of the rooftop❤️
Explicit Sexual Content: Sex, Pain Kink, Restraints, Choking, Use of Strap-On (but not in the way you think), Slapping, Begging, Overstimulation, Crying.
See my AO3 for the full detailed warning list.
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Summary: Matt’s been driving you up the wall today, so you decide to put him in his place.
Word Count: 2,169 • Masterlist
Matt had pissed you off one too many times today, between snapping at you earlier because he was in a bad mood, being grumpy and complaining when you tried to help, only to then do a complete one eighty and act like nothing happened, coming to interrupt you while you were working.
He was being incredibly needy, rubbing his face against your neck like a cat, wrapping his strong arms around you, despite the fact you told him to leave you alone right now, because you were trying to concentrate, and that you’d give him attention soon.
So what did he do?
He started touching himself on the couch behind you, letting out pathetic little whimpers as he not so silently begged for your attention now.
Naturally, you want to give him the attention he clearly so badly wants.
Matt is now naked, tied securely to the headboard with his hands above his head, wrists crossed with the tight cord around them. The muscles in his biceps are bunching and shifting as he moves, while he tilts his head to listen to what you’re doing.
Matt swallows when he hears you pick up the strap, but tonight is not going to go the way he thinks.
The strap ends up sitting high on his hips, nearly on his stomach honestly, the fake cock sticking out above his real, painfully hard one that’s already aching for your touch.
He’s still not quite sure what you’re planning, ideas of him filling you up with both of them passing through his mind which makes him twitch in interest.
It only clicks when you strip naked too, and you’re throwing your leg over his body, then you start slowly lowering yourself down onto the strap on.
His eyebrows furrow, confused as a strained breath leaves his lips as he senses the way your hot, wet cunt is clenching down the intrusion inside you that he doesn’t feel.
“Wait- wait what? Fuck baby, this isn’t fair” he whimpers when he feels you start to move up and down slowly, and he can’t help the way he flexes his hips upwards to try and feel for friction that isn’t even there.
A moan leaves your lips as you angle the strap right into that sweet spot that he never has any trouble finding, and Matt can smell and hear how wet you’re getting. He can almost imagine how you feel, imagine it’s his cock you’re sinking down onto, surrounding him, but it’s not. It’s not enough.
Every part of his brain is screaming at him that he should be able to feel you, but he can’t.
“You’re so mean” he pants, his voice cracking, “use me instead, you know I’ll make you feel better than that shitty plastic.”
A sharp resounding crack fills the room, followed by one of the most whorish sounds you’ve ever heard as you strike him hard across the face, his head snapping to the side.
The moan he lets out is rough and loud, and you feel his hips jumping against nothing under you as the pain hits him.
“What’s the magic word Matthew?” You taunt, grabbing his chin to turn his face towards you again, pushing your thumb into his mouth to press down on his tongue. That makes his cock throb again, and he’s so hard it physically hurts, even more than the slap.
“Please, please ri’e me ins’ead” he whines around your finger, and you laugh at him. Usually he doesn’t break quite this easily.
“Begging already? I’ve only just started and you’ve been such a bad boy” you taunt, circling your hips in a way that has you moaning again.
Matt’s breathing hard now, pulling at the restraints and panting at the phantom feeling of you fucking yourself on him. He can feel the heat coming from your cunt on his skin, the softness of your legs around his waist. His length keeps jumping and twitching against his abdomen every time you sink down onto the toy, his sensitive tip leaking like a faucet.
Occasionally it barely brushes against your ass, just enough to leave sticky streaks of his arousal there. Your thumb goes deeper into his mouth, still pressing on his tongue which only makes him leak even more, and his lips curl around it to suck on the digit, rendering him unable to speak.
“Please, ‘m sorry, I’ll be so good, so good for you, promise, please just fuck me” he pleads pitifully the second your thumb eventually leaves his mouth, thrusting his hips up again like he’s trying to get deeper inside you, but it only pushes the fake dick into you more instead, and the wonton moan you let out has him whining again
“What are you sorry for?” You demand, looking down at his flushed face, becoming breathless yourself as you feel your finish starting to coil in your gut, and how desperate he’s being right now isn’t helping. Your hips speed up, grinding down against the fake cock in a way you know Matt usually loves.
Matt chokes on a sob this time, the phantom sensations of you riding him without being able to feel any of the pleasure is driving him insane, knowing it’s not him buried inside you. His senses are in overdrive, he can hear, smell, taste and feel everything else. Except the heat from your sweet, perfect cunt on his cock.
“Sorry for- for being an asshole, and- and ‘m sorry for distracting you, and being needy, please.” He begs, tears even gathering in his eyes. He feels like he’s about to combust.
“Oh you’re sorry? Don’t you want to repent for your actions?” You ask, your fingers closing around his throat and he whimpers again at the feeling. His racing pulse is frantic under your touch.
“I do, I do, I am, I am, please, fuck, please, please just fuck me, touch me, I’m sorry, please” he spills out desperately, the tears falling over his lashes now. All he wants right now is to be inside you, to be able to feel you, for you to fuck him instead of that infernal toy.
“If you come like this, before I do, I’ll think about it” you tell him, letting go of his chin to sit up again, chasing your own high and another pitiful sob leaves him when he hears your instructions.
“I can’t- I can’t-” he whimpers, gritting his teeth as you start to speed up, your orgasm building steadily and your hand leaves his neck to go between your legs to circle your clit.
Matt throws his head back with a loud, frustrated groan, feeling his cock throbbing painfully and he tries to focus even more than he already is on every sound your body is making to help get himself there, but it’s not enough, yet he’s so close.
“I can’t” he whines out, elongating the vowel, his hips jerking erratically, without rhythm as he tries to chase a sensation that isn’t there.
He hears that you’re about to tip over the edge, and in a desperate move to actually follow your instructions so he gets to feel you, and to come tonight at all, his mouth opens again.
“F-fuck, hit me, please slap me again, I need it” he begs pathetically, “please.”
Your own orgasm is starting to crest, and just before you tip over that edge, you grant his request.
Another stinging slap lands on his cheek, and as the pain morphs into pleasure, only seconds later he’s letting out a loud, strangled cry as he finally manages to come, completely untouched, painting your back and ass with his hot load, his cock twitching and jumping violently with every release.
The sight of him like this has you tipping over the edge too, and you come on the toy with a breathy moan. Matt whimpers when he hears you how hard you’re clenching down hard on it, desperately wishing it was him you were milking, instead of making him suffer through an unsatisfying, ruined orgasm.
He’s still hard when you lift yourself off the strap on, after riding out your own pleasure and as you undo it to take it off him, he thinks he’s finally going to get what he wants.
And he’s right.
Kind of.
Matt’s back arches off the bed with a stuttering gasp, like he’s been electrocuted when you lower yourself onto his thick, warm cock this time, which always fills you up so perfectly.
You have to admit, he does feel much better.
His senses are already in a state of hyper awareness from your treatment, and the hot, tight walls of your cunt finally around him, make him feel like he’s going to come again already, before he even gets a chance to fuck you.
“Shit- w-wait- ah- wait a second” he just about manages to say through choked noises and whimpers when you start moving your hips in slow circles, but you just ignore him, smiling deviously.
All it takes is a purposeful squeeze of the muscles in your pussy to have him tipping over the edge again, his head digging into the pillow, exposing all the pretty veins in his neck as he comes with a high pitched moan, filling you up.
Only, you don’t stop.
You keep moving your hips, starting to lower and raise yourself up on him in a steady rhythm, and his hands start to pull at the ties even more as he tries to curl in on himself, letting out out a strained whine of overstimulation. The sounds are obscene from the wetness between you both as his come starts to leak out of you.
He’s trying to say something, you can hear him babbling only to cut himself off with more needy noises, but you just speed up. The way he’s writhing around on the bed now only turns you on even more. His hips are lifting to meet your ass in a very sloppy rhythm, pushing into you one second before pulling away again.
“‘S too much” Matt finally manages to whimper out, “please.”
“You want me to stop?” You taunt, falling down onto his length and grinding against him so he’s as deep as he can get.
“No! No no no no, please” he sobs, furiously shaking his head at the idea of leaving the wet heat of your cunt right now.
“Are you going to come again for me? You going to be my good boy this time?” You ask, leaning in close, using his neck as a point to prop yourself up on your hand, the other rubbing your clit again.
He nods with just as much vigour, and you can see the shiny tears running down his cheeks now.
“So good, gonna be so good- ah, your good boy, promise, g-gonna- gonna-” Matt babbles out brainlessly, before a loud, sob like moan punches its way out of his chest and he comes inside you again, the orgasm so intense it borders on painful. He’s surprised he even has anything left to give you, but you both feel him fill you up again.
As you watch him fall apart, his mouth wide open as his eyes roll back, you let go of the pressure on his neck to send the blood rushing back to his brain the heighten his pleasure, and you come again too, your body going taut as your inner walls milk every drop from him, making him whimper and whine weakly as you squeeze his painfully sensitive cock.
The second you slowly lift off of him once you’ve come down from your high, Matt’s body immediately sags into the bed, completely and utterly spent.
His ties come undone with ease, and you move his arms back down to his sides, carefully avoiding touching the rope burn on his wrists he gave himself.
As you lay down next to him, you pull him into your arms so his head is on your chest and he curls into you willingly, burying his face between your boobs as his strong arms wrap around your waist.
Your own arms encircle his shoulders as you cradle him to you, your hand running through his soft hair and scratching lightly at his scalp in the way you know he loves.
“Such a good boy Matty” you tell him softly, “my good boy.”
He makes a small pleased sound, burying his face deeper and holding you tighter as he tries to come down from the oversensitive state he’s been in.
A few minutes later, he mumbles “I really am sorry for the way I spoke to you.”
“I know you are baby, you just need someone to put you in your place sometimes, huh?” You tease with a smile, and you feel the warmth of his breath on your chest as he lets out a small chuckle.
“No one does it quite like you sweetheart” he sighs, but he’s smiling ever so slightly, feeling impossibly boneless and drained from your cruel and unusual punishment.
This is just a quick one because I had this idea and it would not leave my head, so sorry if it seemed a bit rushed. I hope everyone enjoyed some whimpering, pathetic, masochistic Matt <3
I’m still writing it and I won’t be uploading the first part till I’ve finished the whole thing because I always end up going back and changing shit 😬
I’m really enjoying what I have so far though, and although it’s pretty challenging because writing about a medieval fantasy universe is something I’ve never done before, it’s the good kind of challenge! <3
In the meantime I’ll try to upload some one-shots or requests and stuff, I’m really just focused on this right now tbh but that means I can release it sooner. It’s officially my longest work yet <3
