pairings: bsf!matt sturniolo x female!reader
summary: after your one night stand with ghost face, you canât seem to forget that night. you confide in your best friend about your experience and how itâs been driving you crazy, all for you to find out he was the mystery man.
warnings: SMUT (who wouldâve thought), knife play, slapping, p in v unprotected, degrading, rough kinda, pet names (sweetheart, baby, etc), name calling (slut, whore, etc), biting, multiple orgasms, crazy matt kinda, fingering, little blowjob f!receiving.
Important note: this is a part two, part one is posted before this one itâs called âghostface mattâ. I do recommend reading that one before this one since it has important âplotâ. Iâm sorry I donât know how to link it :(
âAre you listening to me?â
you try to rack your brain for anything that Matt has said to you in the past 10 minutes but nothing comes to mind. Youâve been too busy inside your own head replaying previous events of the party last weekend. The more you think about it, the more you can feel his hands back on you again making you subconsciously squeeze your thighs together on Mattâs bed.
You look at Matt and he has an agitated look on his face. Heâs been ranting to you for the past 20 minutes trying to get your opinion on the new video idea his brothers have, he doesnât think they should do it and he wants you to back him up on it.
You quickly nod your head trying to be convincing, âyes Iâm listening.â
Matt raises his eyebrows challenging you while he crosses his arms, âokay then what did I just say?â
You donât even think before answering, âyou asked if I was listening.â A sarcastic smile written all over your face.
âVery funny.â Matt blows air out of his mouth and walks over to sit beside you. His back now rested against the headboard, you sitting criss cross while facing him. âSo whatâs got you in a pickle?â
You snicker a bit at his choice of words, âa pickle?â He just shrugs, not a hint of humor shown on his face. You can tell by the look heâs giving you that he expects you to answer him truthfully. You feel your face grow a tad bit warmer as you think back to what you were previously day dreaming about.
Youâve told Matt before about your past sexual experiences and heâs told you his, it was a normal thing that was brought up time to time. But this time it was different. It felt different. You truly felt like that was your best sexual experience of your life and saying it out loud to your best friend didnât sound appealing.
âI was just thinking about the party last weekend.â Itâs not a lie, more like a half truth. You could be okay with that.
âOh? What about it?â You feel your stomach twist and try to think of something to say other than the truth. You see a small glint appear in his eyes as he adjusts himself, getting more comfy.
âNothing. It was just fun.â You copy Mattâs movements and adjust yourself a bit too, trying to look unsuspicious. But Matt can see right through you.
He squints his eyes and tilts his head, âcâmon itâs me, you can tell me anything.â You appreciate his words but it doesnât help with the racing of your heart or the small patch of heat beginning to pool lower and lower. You donât trust yourself to answer him, to concerned that your voice might wobble, instead you just lower your head and stare at your lap.
Matt knows this move all too well. When youâre too embarrassed or shy to answer someone you avoid any and all eye contact. âWhat did something happen?â You feel bad ignoring him so you shrug your shoulders as a response. A few more seconds go by, âDid you sleep with somebody?â Matt sees you visibly stiffen and he lets a small smile slip.
He finds it adorable how open you usually are about your sex life, but you canât stop getting flustered everytime heâs asked you about the party. Heâs been prying at you all week to get your side on what happened. To his luck all he got was you either avoiding his questions or changing the topic. Heâs not letting you slip away this time.
âWhat is that it?â You slowly pull your head up your eyes finally meeting Mattâs deep blue ones. A small âyeahâ escapes your mouth. âWas it that bad?â
You shake your head, âno it was good.â
Mattâs small smile grows, âHow good?â
Your eyes widen in surprise at his constant pestering questions. Heâs not usually this interested in sex. âReally good. Like the best Iâve ever had.â You mumble the last bit but Matt heard you perfectly. Matt feels his heart swell up in pride. He made you feel so good, more than any other man has. He knew you were made for him and this is just more proof.
âSoo do you know who the guy is?â
You furrow your eyebrows in confusion at Mattâs question. Howâd he know there was a mystery guy. For all he should know is that you just had a one night stand. He couldnât know that even you didnât know who it was.
Unless he was there. Or someone told him. Like the mystery man himself. No, if you knew who was under the ghost face mask you wouldâve known right? I mean you must have felt that you knew the person. But then again you carelessly let that man use you practically, itâd be worse if you didnât know him and let a stranger do that. Right?
Matt can almost see the wheels turning in your head. Your eyes are rapidly looking all around his face as your poor little brain tries to figure out how he knew. To be honest he wasnât going to tell you. He wanted to see if he could run into you again as ghost face and see howâd you react.
He loved it. He loved seeing your pretty face all flustered and in bliss as his cock worked your wet pussy. He came home and jerked himself off before bed, replaying the whole scene again so it was fresh in his mind. Heâs had so many boners this week alone. Every time heâd cum itâd be to you, your name effortlessly rolling off his tongue. Heâs had to stay in his room for most the week so his brothers canât see the state that heâs in.
Heâs addicted and itâs bad.
All he wants is you. All he can think about is you. When you walked into his room earlier for your usual movie night all he wanted to do was practically pounce on you. To kiss you, feel you, hear your beautiful moans again. He canât stop himself.
So is he upset that the mystery man wonât be much of a mystery to you anymore? A little. Is his cock straining so hard against his pajama pants that it feels like he might explode? Yes. And that is all he needs for him to lose track of his other plan and just let you figure it out.
âHowâd you know I didnât know who it was?â Mattâs whole demeanor has changed now. His legs are spread more apart. His pupils are dark and blown. His hair is sitting messily on his head. One hand is rested on his thigh while the other one fiddles with his pajama pants string. He just gives you a one shoulder shrug, trying to let you do all the work.
âMatt how did you know?â This time you sit up on your knees and give Matt the most serious face you can manage while youâre freaking out on the inside.
He doesnât answer. Of course not. He knew he had to give you something to lead you to the right idea. But what would be the fun in saying it? No heâd show you. See that pretty shocked face again.
Matt ignores you and instead gets up walking over to his closet. He bends down to pick something up and then walks to the bathroom, careful not to show you what he has in his hands.
What is wrong with him? Heâs been acting strange all week and this is just the cherry on top. You get up and stomp over to the bathroom door. âMatt!â You go to raise your hand up and knock on the door, right then Matt whips open the door.
Matt smirks as he sees your face, your eyes wide and mouth open ajar as your eyes take him in. Heâs wearing the same pj pants as before but his sweater is now gone leaving him shirtless, his arm covered in tattoos on full display. As your eyes go up you feel your oxygen get knocked out of your lungs and your legs feel wobbly.
Heâs wearing the mask. The same one from the party.
It couldnât have been him. No it canât. He was at home that day, he didnât want to go. Besides heâs your best friend he wouldnât want to sleep with you.
You want to believe that you truly do, until your eyes land on an object in Mattâs hand. A knife. The exact same knife from the party. That canât be a coincidence. Oh my god you fucked your best friend.
âWh-Matt? It was you at the party?â
âSurprise.â His voice isnât his anymore. Itâs the same voice from all the movies and the same voice you let turn you on while having sex with him. His hands are now those same hands that you canât stop thinking about. His cock is now the same one youâve been needing back inside of you.
This is wrong. You slept with your best friend and you loved every second of it. Youâve been day dreaming about getting another chance with that guy and now you finally have it.
As you begin to put two and two together you clench your thighs together, you can already feel your slick sticking to your folds. Matt notices this and starts stalking towards you. This makes you back up, not yet sure if you should be doing this. This all stops when the back of your knees hit his bed, leaving you pinned between them two.
âDonât you want it? I know I do.â Your stomach churns at Matt saying the same thing you said to him last time, giving one last confirmation that this is the man. He doesnât let you answer, instead he pushes you backwards, letting you softly hit his bed. His fingers slip past your waistband and pull your shorts down. A dark spot on your panties giving him all the confirmation he needs to continue.
He backs away from you, walking towards the door, shutting and locking it. Now itâs just you and him, and heâs never letting you go. Youâre his. Heâll show you that.
âDid you miss me?â Matt tilts his head to the side and slowly walks back over to you, admiring how puzzled and adorable your face still looks. He runs a hand down your cheek before giving it a light slap, not enough to hurt you but enough to regain your attention. âI said did you miss me?â
You feel another wave of wetness at the familiar dominance from the man above you. You want nothing but to feel his hands back on you. To cum on his cock again. To be able to scream his name now that you know heâs your best friend. You give in and nod your head, âyes Matt.â
Matt groans at the sound of your whiny voice saying his name. God heâs waited so long to hear that. He quickly lifts up his mask and doesnât waste anytime before connecting his lips to yours. Your lips are so soft and taste so good. His hand is still rested against your cheek as his other hand runs the knife down your body. Goosebumps erupt from all across your skin as you feel a shiver run down your back.
Matt is relentless with attacking your mouth. You start needing oxygen and go to open your mouth. He feels you open your mouth slightly and he takes it as an opportunity to slide in his tongue. His grip tightens on your face and he forces you to tilt your head to give him better access. You both moan at the new feeling of your tongues sliding against one another. The sensation was short lived as you both pull away gasping for air.
Matt starts attacking your neck, kissing all over your soft skin. He then starts sucking and biting, leaving marks all over. As he gets lower he gets cut off by your shirt, grunting he pulls away to slip it off of you and then continues. He reaches your tits and takes one of your nipples into his mouth, moving his tongue in a circular motion as he sucks.
You arch your back into his mouth and let out a moan. Matt canât help but smile against your nipple at the noise, something heâs been longing to hear again. He lets go of the nipple with a pop and moves on to the other one, giving the same attention to it.
You begin to grow needier and the lust filled pit in your stomach isnât doing much to help. You start squirming under the man and let out a pathetic whine, âMatt.â
He lets go of your tits and moves lower, his kisses getting lower and lower to where you desperately need him. He moves two of his fingers against your drenched panties, the slight pressure on your pussy causing you to gasp.
âAlways so wet for me.â He moves your panties to the side and lets his fingers finally come in contact with your cunt. He gathers up some of your slick before inserting a finger into you. You moan at the sudden intrusion and let your head fall back against the bed, enjoying your best friend playing with you.
Matt feels his cock twitch at how tight you are. Youâre perfectly sprawled out for him, your legs open wide to give him all the room he needs. He can see how beautiful you are when youâre so open like this. Can see your cunt clinging to his finger and sucking him back in as he motions his finger in and out. He leans down and applies a light kiss to your clit. This makes your head start to spin.
Matt wants nothing more than to insert his tongue inside of you and suck on that pretty little clit, but with seeing you subconsciously start rocking your hips to his movement he knows your not gonna last very long. Thatâs okay heâll make you ride him later as a midnight snack.
He can feel your pussy start to relax a bit more against him so he inserts another figure. This time he curls them, hitting that spot deep inside you that makes you let out a high pitched moan.
âShh baby, I wanna hear you, but you have to be quiet. Donât want anyone hearing how much of a slut you are do you?â
Without thinking you let out a no and continue to rock your hips. Your movements are on key to his, letting him hit deep inside you with the tip of his digits. You bite your lip to hold in your moans at the intense feeling.
Matt kisses your inner left thigh, opening his mouth and biting down on your flesh. You squeal at the surprising pain. The pain of the bite and the pleasure of his fingers leads you to reach closer and closer to your peak.
Matt kisses the bite mark, soothing the pain. He feels your juices drip down his hand and onto the floor. He knows youâre close when he feels your walls start pulsating against him. He licks strips up and down your clit pulling you closer and closer to the brink.
âLook at me.â Youâre too much in a mind fog to listen to him. All you can think about is how good heâs making you feel and how you really wanna cum. A gasp soon escapes past your lips at the feeling of a slap coming down onto your right thigh.
âI said look at me. I wanna see my pretty girls face when she cums.â You reluctantly lift your head up and meet his masked face. His mask is still covering his top face as he works on your cunt. You notice his knife is nowhere to be seen as his empty hand soothes your skin.
The pressure gets more intense as his motions continue. You let out small moans as your come close to your brink. All that keeps repeating in your head is Matt. His fingers inside of you. His tongue working hard on your clit. Your best friend making you feel the best youâve ever felt.
Your hand reaches down towards his empty one and intertwines itself with his. You grip his hand tightly trying to ground yourself as you finally snap. The pressure soon turned into absolute bliss. Your cum soaking his hand. Loud moans leaving your mouth.
Matt canât even be mad at you disobeying him. You looked so good while cumming. Your walls wrapped tightly around his digits as your juices seek out around them. He slowly slides his fingers out of you causing you to whimper in protest, he takes them into his mouth, swirling his tongue around his digits and groaning at the taste of you. âGod you always taste so good.â
You feel yourself getting wet again at the view of Matt sucking his fingers moaning in delight at how good you taste. You buck your hips up towards Matt's hand wanting more, "please Matt."
"Always so needy baby." He avoids meeting your hips and instead stands up, sliding down his pajama pants and his boxers follow suite. His cock springs free making him sigh in relief. The veins of his cock are throbbing as his cock twitches staring at you. The reality finally hits him that he's about to have sex with you, his best friend. He can't believe it, but he also loves it.
"Turn around for me." You obey him and turn around now on your hands and knees. You feel the bed dip behind you and Matt puts his body against yours. He puts his hand on your lower back and pushes, forcing your upper body to lay flat against the bed, leaving your ass sticking up in the air ready for his cock.
Matt takes his cock and plays with your pussy teasing you. He slides himself repeatedly through your folds hitting your sensitive clit causing you to jump. He pulls you back towards him and slaps your ass, "stay still." He adjusts his cock to your entrance and slowly pushes himself in making you whine, "ah fuck."
He shoves in his full length making you feel so full again. Your walls spasm around his cock getting used to his size. Matt lets out a few groans, "You're so tight sweetheart." He starts to slowly slide out, almost removing his whole cock from your sobbing tight cunt, then he roughly slams himself back in. The tip of his dick hitting your cervix causing you to accidentally let out a loud moan, this earns you another harsh smack to your ass cheek. "Be quiet."
Matt starts pulling his hips back then roughly slamming them back in continuously, his pace slow but hard. The slow drag of dick having a big effect on you. You feel so good, all you can think about is Matt's cock. You grab a fistful of the bed sheets and tighten your hold on it as Matt keeps thrusting into you.
His bed starts to move and hit the wall along with his thrusts, causing him to groan in frustration. His hands grip your hips tightly, almost leaving marks as he pushes and pulls your body to match his pace. Basically using you as if you were a toy. You get caught up in the bliss of his cock that you let out a few small moan, still holding back the big ones.
Your cunt starts to leak out more liquid, it mixes with Matt's movements causing the room to get filled with the wet noises of you. This pushes Matt further, the fact that you get so turned on for him and only him. Only he can make you feel this good. He is the only one that can see and touch you like this, he'll make sure of it.
He increases his pace making you have a harder time of concealing your loud noises. Matt grabs both of your wrists and pulls them behind your back, holding them with one hand. He then pulls on those which forces you backwards, your back against his chest.
"I thought I told you to be quiet? Guess I'll just have to do it myself." His other hand that's on your hip moves and cups around your mouth. Your moans now getting muffled. Knowing that noise isn't much of a problem anymore, Matt increases the pace even more. The pressure in your lower stomach now returns as you practically scream into his hand.
Matt's hips constantly rutting into yours, his cock smoothly sliding in and out of you thanks to how wet you are for him. He feels your walls start to slowly clamp down around him, signaling that your getting close. "You gonna cum?" You moan back as an answer and nod your head. Matt feels himself getting closer as well, his cock gives a small twitch here and there while inside of you. He tilts his hips at a certain angle to hit just the right spot, making you scream into his palm.
"Cum around my cock. Show me how much of a whore you are for me and maybe I'll cum inside of you." Your eyes roll back inside your head at his words. You move your hips on your own accord and meet with his. You hear Matt's moans and grunts as his mouth is beside your ear. You roll your head backwards against Matt's shoulder, which he takes advantage of and bites down on your exposed neck trying to muffle his noises as he reaches his peak.
You let out a squeal at the bliss of the pain mixing with the pleasure of your best friend's dick forcing you over the edge. The pressure once again snapping and your cunt pulsating as you squirt all over Matt and his bed.
Matt realizing that he just made you squirt sends him over the brink, he lets go of your neck and groans out your name, his cum shooting out of his tip and inside of you. You whimper at finally feeling his cum fill and warm you up.
Matt lets you go to which you collapse onto the bed and sigh out in exhaustion. He watches as his cum and your cum slowly seep of your cunt. His cock twitching again at the sight, wanting more of you. He pushes it down and goes to put his boxers back on. He unlocks the door disappearing into the hallway and returns without the mask but with a wash rag to clean up the mess.
You hiss at the sensitivity which Matt apologizes for. He puts the rag on the floor to soak up that liquid, making a mental note to change his bed sheets later. He climbs into bed beside you and reaches over, pulling your body onto his. You feel yourself start to fall asleep as he plays with your hair. Before you fall into the darkness of sleep you hear Matt one last time, "You are mine."
a/n: sorry this took so long for me to post, I've been busy with work and I've been HORRIBLY sick. Hopefully I'll start posting more now and I hope you enjoyed!
tags: @hesvoid34 @sturnl0ve @princesspeachthefroggy @imjusthereforthesturniolosmut