~~ Heyy, this is Venus. I’m 23. My pronouns are she/her. I am a new fic writer so I’d appreciate some support besties. I’m currently working on fics for Matt Murdock, Bucky Barnes and Billy Russo. I’m writing a non-specific reader. Feel free to send me questions and requests❤️
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Hello! May I Please Request A Smut Where Reader And Matt Are Making Out And He Accidentally Cums In His Pants? Thank You
Needy
Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader
Word count: 575
A/N: Soooooo sorry that I couldn't be active here for a good while. I was really busy and ngl depressed. However, I realized that not writing also made me sad, and wanted to get back on the train. Sorry, this was a bit short :(
You were surprised when Matt's lips found yours as soon as he stepped into the house. You could barely close the door before he pressed you against it, trapping you between the door and himself.
You broke the kiss "Hello?"
He kept on kissing you, his hips meeting with yours "Missed you so much, sweetheart."
You giggled into his mouth before his tongue drifted into your mouth. You let out an involuntary moan with the intrusion. His kiss was hot and needy. You pulled away to catch your breath.
"Thought about you the whole damn day," he breathed out.
You noticed a deep frown on his face and his eyes were glassy. You knew what this was. Matt had a rough day at work. Whenever it happened, he would come running into your arms because you were his safe haven.
Matt needed you terribly so he leaned in and peppered kisses along your jaw, biting slightly. You closed your eyes as his bites and kisses combined with his bated breath found their way into your core. It was so easy for him to turn you on.
Your hands found his chest and slightly pushed. He tilted his head like a puppy with confusion. However, when you took his hand and lead him into the living room, it disappeared. You hastily stripped off his jacket and untied his tie. When you pushed him down onto the sofa hard, he couldn't help but release the air in his lungs.
He loved this domineering side of you, bossing him around, showing him his place. You slowly straddled him and lined his cock which is very visible through his pants with your wet core. You needed him as much as he needed you.
You leaned in, catching his lips in a depraved kiss as he placed his hands on your hips. Your hands found their way to his hair and tugged at his roots. The deep moan that left him was quickly swallowed by you. It was impossible not to notice the way Matt's body tensed suddenly. His hands were now gripping your ass tightly and you kept kissing him, meeting every stroke of his tongue and occasionally sucking on it.
A throaty, loud moan came out of him as his firm grip on your ass pulled you down on his cock. You felt a wetness apart from your own. Your lips separated and you took in the view in front of you. The furrow of his brows was because of a different reason now. His face was flushed with swollen lips and closed eyes. You looked down seeing the wetness in front of his pants. You couldn't help but smile in adoration. Your Matty was so needy and desperate that he came in his pants like some randy teenager by just kissing.
His eyes slowly opened focusing on the usual nothingness. He took in a shaky breath. "Sorry, I-"
"It's okay, Matty." You kissed his nose and cheek. "I love knowing that I have such a powerful effect on you."
He smiled as you giggled but your delight was cut short when he suddenly got up. His grip on your ass held you in place but you wrapped your legs around him in sudden fear.
"Oh my God!"
"You didn't think I was gonna leave my girl unsatisfied now, did you?"
He kissed you slowly and intimately while he carried you into the bedroom where your fun will just begin.
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I NEED A MATTHEW MURDOCK ANGST sort of? based on the she hulk episode. so they're like married but he's still this huge player and sleeps with random women when his wife isn't at home, like when he went to LA or whatever he fucked she hulk even when he's in a relationship and she finds out and just breaks down preferably no smut with reader and matty but add whatever u want with him and anyone else ty!!
A Million Heartbreaks
Matt Murdock x Fem!Wife!Reader
Warnings: Manwhore Matt(he deserves his own warning lmao), pure angst
Word Count: 1,8K
A/N: Reblogs and comments are sooo appreciated! I really wanna hear what you think of this🥹
You stirred awake upon hearing the door being shut. Confusion and panic filled you for a second but then you remembered that your husband had a late flight. It must have been him.
"Matthew?" you called out.
"Yeah, it's me," his voice came. A relief filled you when you heard his voice, accompanied by deep sorrow.
He entered the bedroom, dropping his suitcase. "Sorry, did I wake you up?"
You shook your head no, he could tell. Matt was always so sweet... until he's not.
You sat up, your back on the bedframe. "How was your trip?"
"Uh... it was okay." He was shaking off his clothes as he talked.
"That's it?" you asked. "Tell me more. I would love to hear about She-Hulk. She's so famous these days."
"Yeah... she was cool. Jen is a great lawyer."
"Jen?" you mumbled under your breath.
He noticed the change in your tone but didn't want to further investigate. He was left in his boxers and now slipped under the covers beside you. He seemed ready to sleep.
"I saw the trial, you know? On the news," you said. "Jennifer was talking to the reporters outside the court and I saw you in the back, leaving the building with that designer guy."
"Uh huh."
"You weren't wearing your wedding ring."
Matt's eyes opened. You couldn't hear heartbeats but you knew his got way quicker now.
"Baby..." he started.
“You just can’t help it, can you?" The disappointment in your voice burned his chest. Matt was truly sorry but yes he knew he just couldn't help it.
"What are you talking about?" His brows furrowed. Oh, he was gonna take the highway again.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about! You couldn't keep it in your pants... AGAIN. You fucked Jennifer."
"Oh, you gotta be kidding me... I don't have to explain myself but that did not happen."
There he was. The same old same old.
"I can't believe you..."
"Sweetheart, I swear nothing happened between me and her. Can we just talk about this in the morning?" He closed his eyes and shuffled to get into a more comfortable position.
"Oh my God! You're unbelievable and insufferable!"
He opened his eyes with a huff. His attitude only made you more annoyed and angry.
"Don't even try, Matt. There's a literal video of you leaving her house, doing the walk of shame. Some dude recognized your pathetic ass, filmed it, and put it on Twitter."
"What? That couldn't be me. I was in my hotel room all night."
He was kidding, right? Did he really think you were that dumb?
"I swear to God, if you attempt to gaslight me one more time, I'm gonna smack you so hard in the face."
He squeezed his eyes shut with a grunt. You didn't say a word and just waited for him to admit it. It's always been the same. He cheated, you confronted him, he denied it, and then confessed his sins. The same cat and mouse game.
"I did it." His voice was bitter, guilt dripping from every word. You couldn't give two fucks about his so-called guilt.
You chuckled, knowingly. He did it again despite his promises... and the promises before that... and before that. You gave him another chance every time because you wanted to believe in him. You've seen how determined he could be with his vigilante shit. Maybe he could put the same effort into his marriage. He never did.
"I'm sorry... I don't know what-"
"Shut it!" your voice grew stronger now. Your body was burning with rage and sadness and disappointment.
"How could you, Matt? Again?" You threw off the covers, sitting taller. "I am so sick and tired. I can't take it anymore."
He got up and sit, turning to you. His hands reached yours to hold but you drew them back, away from his touch. You got off the bed and started pacing the room.
"Please, I'll make it up-"
You couldn't stand hearing his whining, honestly. "Oh, stop it! It's the same thing every time. You go fuck around and come back, begging me to forgive you. You have no fucking respect for me, let alone love! I've had enough."
He pouted "Don't say that, you know I love you."
"No, you don't... No. If you were, you wouldn't do any of this."
He got up quickly and before you know it, he was at your feet, groveling. His forehead hit the ground and his hands grabbed your ankles. "I'll pray. I'll confess and repent my sins. Please, forgive me. I truly am sorry. Please."
Was he fucking for real? You backed away, slipping away from his clutch.
"You're such a good Catholic boy, aren't you? Catholic, my ass! Your
conscience only seems to be working when it comes to killing but adultery and lying are okay, huh?"
A pained grunt came from him but he stayed in the same position. "I know, I'm a horrible person. I've made a mistake again. Please, take me back."
"You said it was a mistake with Claire, too and it was just one time with Karen. And Elektra... don't even get me started on her." You took in a sharp breath. Tears were burning your eyes. "You always went back to her. Whenever you were in trouble, you didn't come to me. Instead, you went into her arms."
He was silent as he sat up, taking his head between his hands.
"I don't know... maybe I am the problem. Maybe I couldn't give you the comfort that a wife should've given but I tried my best, Matt. You didn't even try." Your voice cracked in the last part and tears started to spill down your face.
"No... no. It's not you. You've been nothing but supportive and loving to me. I... I ruin everything." He swallowed hard with that lump in his throat. He hated seeing you sad and especially knowing that he was the one that was making you sad.
"You can't just say you ruin everything and move on with your life being an impending doom, Matt. You gave up. You're not even trying to be better. I've been on my own in this marriage for a long time now."
You sat on the bed with a huff. How did your relationship turn into this? It was all so sweet in the beginning. That night at the bar changed your life. This handsome, mysterious stranger approached you, buying you a drink. Honestly, you just wanted a free drink but the conversation hooked you. He was a charming man and a dangerous one. It felt like he was luring you into dark, shady waters but he was oh-so-sweet.
It was a month into your relationship when you found out he was the devil of Hell's Kitchen. One night, he stumbled into your apartment, beaten up and bloody. You spent the rest of the night tending his wounds. For you, it was hard to accept that he was risking his life out there every night. Somehow you got used to it.
Three months after getting married, you got promoted at work. Everything was so great, you were so happy. However, now your position required you to travel sometimes and you hated being away from Matt.
It was one of those nights that you came from a trip. Matt wasn't home so you just changed and decided to wait for him. You poured yourself a glass of wine and right when you were about to sit on the couch, something caught your eye. You leaned down to check. There was a red thong beside the couch, almost under it. Your body froze, all the air in your lungs emptying. It definitely wasn't yours. When you confronted Matt about it, he refused to recognize the underwear. Shocking! He even claimed that it was yours. That was your first big fight and when you find out about Claire.
There have been more work trips and more women. You only knew about Claire, Karen, and Elektra but you were certain that there were so much more. Why was he doing this? Why having you wasn't enough?
"Was I ever enough for you, Matthew?"
Matt never ever heard your voice so broken. He was drowning in your sadness while the taste of your tears filled the room.
"I gave you all of me and I did it gladly. I love you with all my heart, all my existence. We took a vow. We swore before God. We promised to honor each other." Your voice was barely a whisper now but he heard you loud and clear.
You fiddled with your ring, it almost burned your flesh now. "We promised to wear these rings to show our love and faithfulness."
Matt was sitting there silently and tears were falling out of his eyes. He was well aware that he fucked up. He ruined the best thing in his life. He made his one and only's heart bleed.
You were just sitting there contemplating the broken shards that were your marriage. You never loved anyone as much as you loved him. Hell, that was probably the only reason you kept forgiving him. He was a good man, you knew but he was in a constant battle with his demons. He would sometimes be off the rails but he always came back to you.
How long could you do this? How many more women? All these years, he trampled down your honor and dignity in the name of love and mistakes but no more.
No more.
You took a deep breath in and got up. It might've looked like a simple movement but it took all your courage and what's left of your dignity. You wouldn't take this man's disrespect and dishonesty anymore. Matt's head snapped in your direction, following every little movement.
You walked to the front door, grabbing your purse and coat. When Matt realized what was happening, he was by your side before you know it.
"Baby, please don't go. Let's just talk." He grabbed you by the waist and tried to halt your motion.
You tried to shrug him off but his hold was strong. "There's nothing to talk about. Let me go."
Matt's heart was breaking into million pieces. The idea of you leaving him... the idea of moving on with his life without you... he wished he could take back the time and undo every misdeed he committed.
"Don't leave me. Please... I'll change... for good this time, I swear. Baby, please don't do this to me."
His words burned through your chest. Even though he broke your heart a million times, you still felt sad because he was sad. His pretty face was contorted in pain. His unfocused eyes were filled with tears. You wanted to reach and wipe his tears away, give him a kiss and hug him.
No more.
"I'm done, Matt. I can't do this anymore. I don't deserve to be treated like this. I never did." You freed yourself from his grip and opened the door.
He fell onto his knees with a sob. "Please..."
You took in the view in front of you, feeling pity for him. Right before you walked out of the door, you said "Sign the divorce papers when they arrive."
Congratulations on 200!! 🥳 Can I request a fic with our darling Matt and the reader is experiencing a sub-drop?
Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader
Summary: After a rough sex, Matt needs to go into the night as the devil. When you're left alone, your head starts to fill with terrible and unpleasant thoughts and feelings.
Warnings: unprotected p in v, rope play, degradation
Word Count: 1,9K
A/N: I know this took way too long I'm so sorry😭😭
You buried your head into the mattress, releasing a guttural moan. Matt was fucking you brutally, just like you wanted. He was hitting your magical spot over and over. You turned your head to the side to be able to breathe.
You and Matt loved experimenting in the bedroom, always trying new things. This time, it was rope play. Earlier tonight, he tied you with a thick, red rope. He started on your chest and made his way to your arms and hands. They were strictly restrained on your back. That's why now you couldn't use your hands to steady your body to be able to breathe. You were surprised by his knot skills and you wondered how did he even learn that.
Matt grabbed the rope around your hands like it was a harness and he used it to slam into you harder. Your shoulder blades were on fire. You whined in pain.
"You like that, huh?" Matt leaned into you. "Being fucked like the whore you are?"
"Mhmm" you could say in between moans.
Matt chuckled darkly "Of course you do. What a filthy slut." His hand found your ass, giving a few harsh spanks. You yelped and instinctively wanted to fall forward. However, his grip on the ropes was tight. He pulled you back, steadying your hips between his both hands.
"Behave," he whispered.
A shiver went down your spine. You loved your sweet, caring Matty but this... This was a side of him that you both needed.
He was hitting so deep, making your eyes roll in your head. Tears were streaming down your face uncontrollably. You were lost in pleasure and pain.
"Gonna..." you drew in a sharp breath.
"Cum?" he completed. You could only hum as the sweet tension build up inside you.
Matt's hand found your neck, wrapping around your throat. Suddenly, he hauled you back by your throat. Your back came in contact with his chest. His hand on your hip came down to your cunt, his fingers finding the needy bundle of nerves. You let out a scream as he started circling your clit. You were so close.
"Come on, show me what a good slut you are and cum on my cock!" he said breathily.
His hand on your throat squeezed tighter, barely letting you breathe. A hazy buzz filled your head as your body got tenser and tenser. His hand worked on your clit and he fucked you relentlessly.
His head fell forward, kissing and biting your neck and shoulder. "Go on, my cumslut," he whispered into your ear.
You were undone by his words. The orgasm crashed over you as you threw your head back. Loud moans filled the room. Your head rested on his shoulder as your body trembled with the force of your release. Matt held you up and fucked you through your high. He was about to come too. Your cunt was milking him for his life. He couldn't hold it longer and spilled into you with a grunt. He stayed still and just hold you for a while. Both of you caught your breath.
He slowly pulled out and you sat on your knees. "Are you okay?" he asked as he planted a kiss on your shoulder. You nodded knowing that he'd just sense it. His hands started working on the rope that bound you. He slowly untied the knots one by one. When he finally freed you, he gently massaged your wrists and arms. You hummed pleasantly and with the sound, Matt smiled to himself.
A sudden noise disrupted his peace. It was a scream or screams? Yeah, definitely screams. Two, three... women. Footsteps. Boots. A couple of men. Metal. Guns.
"Matty?" you interrupted. He turned his attention to you, noticing that his hands were frozen around your wrists, squeezing them. He freed them and you shifted on the bed, facing him.
"What did you hear?" you asked. He paused. He didn't want this moment to be broken. He loved your blissed post-sex state and cuddling you to sleep. He didn't want to leave but people were in danger.
"I need to go," he said getting up. He quickly cleaned himself and got dressed. In the meantime, he was following the voices. Men making women walk somewhere. A warehouse. Matt knew exactly where they are. He didn't waste any time as he left the house and made his way to help those in danger.
You were left there, on the bed. You huffed to yourself. You were used to Matt sometimes being like this. He was just focused on the lead, you knew.
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You tossed and turned in the lonely bed. You were tired but sleep didn't wrap you in its sweet embrace. That's why you decided to get up and make chamomile tea.
You were standing in the middle of the apartment, waiting for the water to boil. Focusing your eyes on one spot, you stood still. Your whole body felt much more tired and heavy now. All the spots he tied felt like burning and the ache in your core made you uncomfortable.
You felt weighed down by sensing all of these on your body. If only Matt were here... to soothe you, to hold you. However, he wasn't. He... he left, taking what he want. It was so lonely here now, so cold. Your chest rose up and down quickly with your shallow breaths. Tears were burning your eyes. Why did he leave? You had an intense session. He needed to hold you in his big, protective arms. However, while you were crumbling down here, he was away. Someone out there was more important than you.
Your whole body shook with panic, pain, and confusion. You didn't care about the tea now. You turned off the stove, heading back to the bedroom. Your vision was blurry and your steps faltered, barely carrying you to bed. You plopped yourself on the bed, burying your head into the pillow. As you inhaled, Matt's beautiful scent filled you. This was your final straw and you burst into tears.
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Matt walked into the apartment at 3 am. He took a beating but it wasn’t really bad. However, his ribs hurt like hell making him grunt when he moves. He tried to be as quiet as possible not to wake you up.
He noticed a change in the atmosphere . He frowned, focusing on it. He tasted your salty tears in the air. Why were you crying? The worry and fear took over him as he quickly entered the bedroom, finding you curled up into a ball in bed. You were not asleep, Matt knew.
“Sweetheart, are you okay? What happened?” His hand reached out to touch your shoulder but you shrugged, getting free of his touch.
Matt frowned in confusion. He didn’t know what could’ve happened to change your mood to this rate. Slipping out of his suit, he slowly sat down on the bed.
“Baby… please talk to me. I’m so worried right now.” His voice was soft and gentle.
You didn’t respond, only letting out a sigh.
Matt's frown deepened, creating a face of agony "Sweetie, I need you to talk to me, please."
“You left me.” Words barely came out of your mouth.
“What?” Matt was surprised.
“You used me and left me here all alone!” Your voice was a bit stronger now.
“What are you talking about… baby?” He didn’t know what to say. He has never seen you like this before. His hand went up and down on your back in hopes to soothe you.
You can't lie, his presence and warmth began to infiltrate your aching heart. Matt noticed the way your breaths getting steadier. And he finally understood. He left his girl alone when she needed him the most. Oh, he was so dumb! Whenever you two had sex rougher than usual, you needed aftercare. Sometimes Matt would just cuddle you as he confesses his love to you in whispers or he would give you a massage.
He leaned in, bringing his face closer to yours. One of his hands came up and pushed away the hairs that covered your beautiful face. His mouth was on your ear as his hand kept stroking your hair.
"I love you... more than anything." He whispered, his voice sliding down your spine like honey. "I am so sorry that I left you here. I should have stayed, I'm sorry."
He planted kisses on your cheeks, tasting your salty tears. You weren't crying anymore and your breathing was normal. His dread started to fade away.
"Let me give you a bath. Would you want that?" He said softly.
You weighed the idea and nodded. He felt it, immediately getting off the bed. Matt ran to the bathroom to fill out the tub. It had to be the right temperature with your favorite bath salt or maybe that bath bomb you liked.
Matt drew the bath and lit a couple of candles. Then, he was by your side, picking you up. He took you in his arms and lifted you with ease. You snuggled up to him as he carried you.
As he stepped into the bathroom, he put you down and waited "Can I take this off?"
Your eyes were on the ground. "Yes," your voice came so weakly but he heard you.
His hands found the hem of the t-shirt and lifted it, slowly taking it off. You were completely naked underneath, he knew. He held your arms gently, leading you into the bath.
You slowly sat down as a low grunt left your lips. The warmth of the water surrounded your skin and smells of vanilla and flowers filled your lungs. Your head fell back as your whole body slowly relaxed. You released a soft hum and the sound found its way to Matt, giving him some relief.
You felt his hands on you "Let me wash your hair," he said.
You sat up, granting him permission. He used your favorite shampoo and slowly applied it to your head. His hands moved in slow circles, applying just the right amount of pressure and massaging your scalp. It felt so good and the tension in your body slowly started to melt away with each stroke of his hands. He carefully washed away the shampoo, moving on to apply the conditioner. His gentle movements made you calm down.
After the world’s best bath, Matt dried you and dressed you in your favorite pajamas. You slipped inside the silk sheets newly changed by Matthew. He laid down beside you, snaking his arms around you to cuddle. The warmth of his arms and his enchanting smell surrounded you.
"I'm so sorry that I left." You felt his breath on the shell of your ear. "I hate myself for making you upset, I'm so sorry."
The guilt and pain in his voice wounded you. You slowly turned to face him. Your hand reached up to smooth the frown between his brows. Then you caressed his cheek. "Matt, don't say things like that."
He nuzzled into your touch. "I'm better now thanks to you. Also, I don't regret you leaving to save those people. In fact, I'm glad you did it. Everything's fine, I'm fine. And I love you."
A deep sigh left Matt then he placed a kiss on the top of your nose "Angel you're too good to me. I love you."
A/N: I’m Elektra Natchios’ whore first and human second😩 Lately I’ve been having lots of thots about her so here is this tiny little baby for u❤️ I hope you like it💋
PS. sooooo sorry for still not writing the requests, I’ll get back to it as soon as I can. Please don’t hate me I’m super busy but I love y’all sm😭😭
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“Please…” your voice cracked. Elektra has been edging you for the last hour and you just couldn’t take it anymore. She said she wanted to play with her food today so she prolonged your torture while having that wild gleam in her eyes, your desperation feeding her flame.
Now she was on top of you and her strong thigh found place between your legs where you need her the most. A groan left you when she pressed her thigh to your core, your thigh also pressed into her center. She had a wicked smile on her face. Fuck, she was so beautiful! She leaned in a bit and her gorgeous tits were just inches away. You couldn’t resist reaching forward and catching her nipple in between your teeth. She threw her shoulders back, baring her boobs to you. You sucked and licked while she practically ride you.
Unholy moans left your mouth. You threw your head back “Please… mommy.”
Elektra lifted her head, looking at you in awe. However, you were too lost in pleasure to notice what you just said. Oh but she loved it! Seeing you like this, begging to her, begging to mommy.
“You wanna cum baby? So desperate for mommy. Aren’t you?” She grind on you harder and kissed you sloppily “So pretty. My baby’s doing so good for me.”
All you were was a wet, moaning mess. “Please, please… please.”
“Just a little longer, honey,” she said, her hot breath burning your neck.
Your breaths were short, your sight blurry. Elektra shifted her position, now aligning her cunt with yours. An unworldly sound left your lips at the contact between your legs. Her clit grazed over yours and you took in a sharp breath. Her wetness was blending with yours. Each time she snapped her hips, wet sounds reached to your ears, riling you up even more. Your pathetic whimpers were mixed with Elektra’s deep moans. You were shaking with the pending orgasm and Elektra’s quick thrusts were shaking the bed.
“You gonna be good for mommy? Yeah?” Elektra was so close too. The unexpected name you called her made her a bit too exited.
“Yes, mommy. So good. Yes, please… please! God!”
“Go on baby, come all over mommy! Cum on mommy’s cunt!” She breathed out.
With her approval, release took over your body. Your eyes rolling in your head as you moaned her name over and over again. Your legs shaking around her when she found her peak. Her body shaking on yours. Her moans were muffled by your neck. Elektra kept on her thrusts riding both of you to the end of the pleasure. When her pace came to a stop, she put her whole weight down on you, burying you under her. Honestly, what a perfect place to die!
Elektra lifted on her elbows locking eyes with you. She brushed your hair away and cupped your face. A smirk found its place on her lips “So… mommy, huh?”
You now realized what you said in the heat of the moment. A blush crept up to your cheeks and you tried to get free of her hold.
“No,” she stopped you, laughing. “Don’t be ashamed. Mommy likes it.”
She buried her head in your neck, leaving kisses and bites while tickling you. You left a sigh of relief before getting lost in the laughs with her, the love of your life, your mommy.
