summary: you receive a mysterious package containing a high end male sex doll named Matt, confused and suspecting a prank but overcome by curiosity one night you decide it wouldnโt hurt just to try.
Current warnings: Explicit adult sexual content, fantasy element, Power dynamics, could be seen as Initial dubcon.
You stare at the box again, the bold black lettering on the side reading REALISTIC PLEASURES in a sleek almost too professional font.
Days have passed since it arrived, no return address, no friend admitting to the prank. Youโd shoved it into the back of your closet like it might bite you, but curiosity had been gnawing at you every single night.
Just try it, you think. Whatโs the harm?
Heart hammering, you drag the heavy box down and slice the tape open. Inside, nestled in foam and plastic, is the doll.
'Matt' according to the little tag on his wrist. Heโs disturbingly realistic. His body is heavy and solid. You haul him out, prop him against the headboard of your bed, and step back, cheeks burning. He sits there limp and lifeless, soft cock resting against his thigh.
You feel ridiculousโฆ
but the house is quiet, the lights are low, and that rebellious spark wins. You peel off your clothes, skin already flushed and tingling. Climbing onto the bed, you straddle his hips, feeling the thick, soft weight of his cock against your inner thigh. With shaky fingers you stroke him until he swells and hardens fully long, girthy, and pulsing with internal heat.
You position yourself over him, slick and aching, then slowly sink down.
A soft, wet sound fills the room as you take every inch. He stretches you perfectly. You let out a shaky moan, hands braced on his sculpted chest, and start to ride him slow rolling movements at first, then building into a steady rhythm. The feeling is incredible, better than any toy youโve ever used. Your head falls back, hips grinding and bouncing as pleasure sparks up your spine.
Then it happens.
A deep, guttural moan tears from Mattโs throat raw, masculine, and unmistakably alive.
Your eyes fly open in terror. You freeze mid-thrust, his thick cock buried to the hilt inside you.
Mattโs eyelids flutter. Those rich brown eyes snap open and lock onto yours with dazed, desperate hunger. His hands twitch at his sides, then slowly rise to grip your hips, fingers trembling.
โFuckโฆ donโt stop,โ he rasps, voice hoarse and wrecked. โPleaseโฆ you feel so good.โ
You yelp and start to scramble off him, heart hammeringโbut his grip tightens just enough to hold you in place, not forcing, only pleading. His cock throbs hard inside you, hot and undeniably alive.
โWait wait, please!โ Matt begs, eyes wide with raw need. โIโm sorry, I scared you. I know this is insaneโฆ but donโt leave me like this. Iโve been stuck in that box for days, and now youโre riding me and it feels so fucking perfect.โ His hips give one helpless upward twitch, pushing deeper into you. โPlease keep going. Iโll be good. Iโll stay still if you want. Justโฆ use me. Ride me. I need you so bad it hurts.โ
You hover there, panting, his cock stretching you open, thighs shaking. Fear and arousal war inside you. He looks up at you like youโre the only thing in his world lips parted, chest heaving, completely at your mercy.
Slowly, nervously, you roll your hips again. Just once.
Mattโs head falls back against the pillow with a broken groan. โYesโฆ thank you. Fuck, thank you.โ
Emboldened by his desperate reaction, you start moving againโcautious at first, then faster, chasing that building pleasure. His hands slide up your waist, thumbs stroking your skin reverently, but he doesnโt take control. He just holds on, moaning openly every time you sink down on him, eyes never leaving your face.
โThatโs it, gorgeous,โ he breathes, voice strained. โRide your toy. Iโm yoursโฆ only yours.โ
Your fear melts into heat as you bounce harder on his cock, the wet sounds of your bodies filling the room. Mattโs moans grow louder, needier, his abs flexing beneath you with every thrust.
Heโs real. Heโs begging. And he feels fucking incredible.
You lean forward, hands planted on his chest, riding him with renewed hunger while his desperate eyes stay locked on yours.
Iโve gotta be real and honest here I started as a Matt girl then was Chris I would be a Chris girl but now Iโm a Matt girl again BECAUSE I DO NOT LIKE HIS HAIR LIKE HE LOOKS GOOD BUT I DONT KNOW but like this is such a non issue but yeah I would be a Chris girl if he didnโt cut his hair I miss his hair in these pictures
๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐. dom!matt x sub!reader
๐ฎ๐๐๐๐. smuttyyyy...
๐พ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. 1.6k
home alone with the boy you hate. your needy as fuck so it escalates...
๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. kissing, pet names, bigdick!matt, rough sex, p in v no protection (DONT YOU DARE DO IT), fingering, clit play, tit play, deep penetration, tit sucking, spanking, orgasms, dirty talk, moans whines groans etc, spitting and grinding (lmk if there's any i missed!)
๐จ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. I'm so sorry i've been so unactive, I changed my profile around a lot so you may not remember me I even changed my user and btw started a matt girl then chris girl now im back at matt I just want chris's hair before going short but he still looks handsome and the world is still spinning
(CAN I MENTION IM SONG WRITING AND ATTEMPTING PRODUCING BITCH WAIT ok ok go read)
Nick sturniolo is your best friend. Your chilling at the tripletsโ house on the couch, just chatting, then back on each others phones. Matts on the opposite side of the couch, nick is closer to Matt, and Chris is closer to you. Youโre all just on your phones. Except for you.
Your trying. Youโre trying so fucking hard not to look at Matt, your pussy aching like it has its own fucking heartbeat and you need to be an idiot to think your panties arenโt soaked. I mean, you donโt even like Matt he pisses you off! Yuck!
Matts chatting to the three of youโs, you donโt know what of cause youโre just checking him out the whole time, biting your lip, forgetting to hide the need. You whimper under your teeth.
You squirm against the soft couch cushioning squeezing your legs shut. A huff leaves your lips, you know you canโt do anything for another two hours. Yes, nick and Chris have a party to attend too. Lucky you, youโre sleeping over, Matt doesnโt wanna go.
You canโt fucking handle this, canโt jerk off, and certainly canโt get any attention. You watch as his tongue flicks out to coat saliva over his lips when he talks, so soft and wet just like your pussy.
Those two hours feel like two days, but here they pass. Youโre alone with Matt, nick and Chris walked out the door. You knew If you didnโt fuck somebody, especially Matt, surely someoneโs gonna get pushed off a cliff. By you..
โWhatcha doooinnn..โ Matt mumbles, a soft grin on his face getting up sitting next to you leaning to see your phone as your fingers swipe across the screen. Fuck.
Your heart jumps, you wouldnโt be surprised if your pussy juice went through your shorts into the fucking couch. โNothin..โ you mumble quieter than you wanted. Fuck youโre supposed to be subtle.
Matt hums softly, looking into your eyes when you turn your head against the head cushion your hair was spread across. โWas how you were looking at me nothing aswell?โ
Oh shit.
Matts eyes squinted softly, looking so sexy as his eyebrows furrowed when those words left his lips. A soft grin on his lips before his teeth caught his lip in between. You stare at him with soft wide eyes, forgetting to reply just staring at that fucking face and listening to that sexy soft murmur before he murmured again.
โOr do you really need me..โ He gently stroked your hair โSweetheartโฆ you answer me or youโre getting fuckinโ nothing..โ Matt said softly just above a whisper. His eyes flicking to your lips, speaking like you werenโt as wet as the fucking ocean, teasing like he was evil.
You stare at him, murmuring just above a whisper after a soft whimper leaves your lips โIโฆ need you.. Matt..โ You stammer.
Matt just hums softly again just looking at you for a second before taking your phone out your hand setting it aside. He leans in to leave hot open mouth kisses against your jaw. โYou know..โ He murmurs between kisses moving the kisses down your neck as you moan softly. โMy dicks been throbbing..โ He murmurs moving to pin over your heated body.
โBecause these fucking tits..โ Matt keeps talking unbuttoning your shirt. The one day you wear it. โJust donโt know how to stop bouncing in my faceโฆโ Matt struggles with the shirt buttons so it rips it off your skin with a gasp escaping your lips.
โPlease..โ You whine softly.
Matt unclips your bra. โYouโve always got such attitude like a fucking brat..โ He teases. โI think you deserve some punishing..โ
He tosses the bra aside, kneading your tits in his hands. โPlease..โ You murmur again not even knowing what youโre asking for.
Matt takes off his shirt and hoodie, pulling them over his head letting them fall to the floor. He spits down onto your boobs. He spreads his hot wet fluid over your tits, massaging the soft hard nipple tissues of both. โFuck your impatient..โ he replies under his breath, slowly grinding his dick over your soaked shorts.
Your body twitches in satisfaction, a gasp coming out in surprise as you whine out like you were gonna cry from need. Matt groans โmmphhhโโโ ohh princess..โ pinning you down with his left hand his right still playing with your tits. Fuck he looked good multitasking.
Matts face is over yours, close and hot, breath to breath. Another groan left his lips, leaning to kiss your lips, muffling your little delicate sounds. His tongue danced with yours, saliva mixing as you feel a sharp spank on your tit. Another whine left your mouth.
Matt loved the noises that left your pretty mouth. He was trying to tease, but he need you himself. He picks you up off the couch while kiss you rough yet passionate. So right.
He takes you to his room, slamming the door laying you down on the bed straight away. โYou want this fuckinโ dick? Huh?โ He sounds rough, unbuttoning his jeans in a rush, pants leaving his lips as you help him take them off. โFuuckkk..โ your moan out taking off your shorts next.
Before you can even get them off, Matt tugs them down throwing them to the corner of his room before quickly hovering over you. His eyes filled with need pushing youturning you around, your ass on display.
โSuch a good fucking girl fโmeโ He grunts as he spanks your ass cheek making you moan loudly biting your lip clutching onto the bedsheets. โYโgonna count my slaps alright?โ You pant not responding.
Oh Matt doesnโt like that. He reaches over, hand over your neck pulling you to him more, your back arching making you gasp. โIโll say it againโ he grumbles โyouโre gonna count the fucking slaps.. alright?โ Matt would murmur into your ear roughly.
You moan โy-yes Matt!โ
โGood girl..โ He murmurs, openly kissing your jaw once before coming back to his original position, grabbing your arms, holding them at your back like you were in handcuffs making you whimper.
A harsh spanked landed on your soft ass cheek. His hand leaving a red mark from how hard it was as you moan out in pleasure. โO-one!!โ You pants โoh! T-two!โ And so on.
After several hard slaps, he takes off his boxers. His big cock springs out, wet with pre cum, so hard it was aching. Your eyes couldnโt help but widen at his sizing.He aligns his tip up with your gooey entrances. Without a warning, he slams his hips into your ass, hitting that perfect spot that makes your eyes roll to the back of your skull. A loud moan slipping from your mouth, more like a whine when he groans loudly.
He pulls out slowly, then slams back in hitting your cervix. The wet slop and hard skin slap of his balls and the tension filling the room, the moans coming from your mouths are like music to your ears.
He thrusts his length in and out, spilling his pre cum inside of you, your juices mixing. Matt lets go of your hands, tugging onto your hair making your moan more. โMppphh fuck such a good girl fโmeโฆ fuckinโ slutโ Matt groans talking you through it as your juices drip together in between his upper thighs.
โYouโve always wanted this havenโt you? Hm? Tell me, tell me how good I feel inside your pretty tight walls โ ohh fuckโฆโ His head falls back fucking you faster. You cry out โS-so good! Matt!!โ You moan his name.
Matt pulls out flipping you onto your back, both of you panting as he slams back in again. His cold blue hooded eyes looking down into yours, fucking you hard hitting that perfect spot repeatedly. You canโt speak, fucked stupid moaning out of control.
Matt almost looked submissive, like it felt too good too keep bossing you over. Watching your tits bounce, he reached over kneading your tender breast in his palm, his thrust becoming sloppier as his groans turned into needy whimpers and moans.
Your gummy walls clench around him, that knot in your stomach strong. โMโgonna cum! Cumminโ oh!โ You force out, your hips snapping back with his getting him deeper, and deeper. โMmm fuck, mโgonna cum in this sweet pussyโ Matt groans โTake it like the slut you areโ he spanks your tit speeding up so fast his hips my fucking snap, rubbing your sensitive bud in a circular motion fast working his fingers while thrusting deep into you.
Your orgasm comes first, splashing all over his length, your vision going white, your body shaking in satisfaction and overstimulation as he keeps going. His seeds hits the inside of your pussy, as you squirm on his dick.
You both pant, Just sitting there catching your breath not moving for a a minute.
Matt pulls out gently, watching as the mix of your gooey liquids spill out of you. You sigh in relief and amazement, but Matt leans down, careful not to overstimulate you, but to lick the flavours of the two of you on his tongue, letting out soft moan as he tasted it.
Your body would twitch at the feeling, but it didnโt last long.
โAre you okay baby? I didnโt go too rough did I?โ Matt murmurs plopping down on the bed next to you wrapping his arms around your soft slightly sweaty body. You hum softly in response, your eyes not completely open
โBunny?โ Matt asks again looking at you leaning over a bit. โFelt so good..โ you still pant a bit. A soft smile comes on Mattโs face โthatโs good baby..โ he murmurs softly pressing a soft kiss on your temple making you smile lazily.
You knew the enemy that pissed you off might be the one you want to be your boyfriend.
โ CHRIS SNOOPING THROUGH MATTS PHONE. CHRIS GETTING TOUCHY WITH YOU. SMUT. VOYEURISM. EYE CONTACT. and more?
chris didnโt want to make it a habit to sneak mattโs phone when he would just leave it around without a care in the worldโdidnโt want to get caught and have questions be thrown his way about what he was doing.
he knew it was wrongโthat everything he did was wrong. all the looking and watching and snoopingโฆbut he couldnโt help it.
he couldnโt help the way you made him hard every time he saw you.
he told himself everyday since he got his hands on the video that he wouldnโt touch mattโs phone again. but your contact on mattโs phone had been burned into his skull since he saw it.
his curiosity spiking with every growing second.
he wanted to know what you talked about with matt. what you sent himโspecifically what pictures you sent to matt.
did you send him dirty ones of you in nothing? or ones of you in lacy sets? or where they ones of your outfits and how good you looked in anything you dressed in?
it was an endless list of things he wanted to know.
so when he got his hands on mattโs phone again, he didnโt stop himself. he didnโt know how much time he had, if he would get caught quickly or not.
he tried to make it fast.
quickly he opened mattโs messagesโstill thanking the fact that him and matt look similar so he could get into his phone. your name was at the top of his conversations, and his thumb clicked on it.
it took a little before he came across the first photo of youโit was too bold. just you in a crop top with some cute sleep shorts on, posing.
but it was when he decided to stop scrolling and instead click on your name, opening up the photos option to see them all collectively.
it didnโt take long until his eyes landed on the ones that made his stomach clench and his cock throb in his pants. nip slips you sentโyou kneeling in front of a mirror in a black thong, the perfect side profile of your tits as you held your phone.
โfuck..โ he groaned quietly, free hand coming down to palm at himself. his thumb was still scrolling through more, and a few pictures upโhe saw the one thing that made his cock twitch.
a picture of you fully naked. posed in front of your full length mirror on your kneesโtits on fully display, legs spread wide.
his face felt hot, he felt as though he could cum right there if he let his hand squeeze his cock a few more times. but he pulled his hand away before he could. letting out a few shallow breaths.
his imagination started to wander while his eyes bore into the photoโbut the sound of footsteps upstairs had him scrambling to close the app and set the phone down on the counter like nothing happened.
he walked away, quickly finding something to do to make it seem like he was busy when matt came back to reclaim his phone. mumbling something about being back later before he left towards the front door.
chris didnโt know how he made it through the rest of the morning without slipping. his mind wouldnโt stop racing with the thought of you. those pictures were carved into him now.
every time he closed his eyes, those pictures flashed in his headโyour soft skin, the arch of your back, the way your legs looked spread wide like that.
it was torture. pure and utter torture. because the more he saw of you, the more he wanted to fuck youโto have his turn with you.
heโs always been content watching from the side lines, getting off to watching you be pleasured by his brother. but he would be lying if he said he wasnโt getting restless.
chris let out a sigh, running his hand through his hair to try and calm himself. the last thing he needed was to have a hard on all day because he couldnโt stop thinking about youโand that was already hard enough to do.
by now a few hours had passed and matt had been gone ever sinceโout running errands or doing whatever he did when he disappeared for the day.
chris was still lounging on the couch, never having moved from when he planted himself there earlier. he wasnโt expecting to see youโhe thought you had gone with matt because he hadnโt seen you all day. but he was wrong when heard your bedroom door open and the sound of your bare feet against the floor.
your footsteps padded against the floor, walking towards the stairs before you descended down them. you appeared in the doorway a moment later, holding a bottle of sunscreen in your hand while a towel draped over your arm.
โchris?โ you said, shifting your weight on both of your feet. โcan you put this on my back? I wanna go lay out and matt isnโt here at the moment.โ
chrisโ eyes bore into yours before he takes them down your body. his answer got caught somewhere in his throat becauseโfuck.
you were standing there in a bikini that barely covered anything. the kind of bikini that was meant for looking, not swimming. thin straps that sat high on your hips, a top that didnโt even try to hide the curve of your tits.
chris had to stop his mouth from opening the longer he stared. he had to stop staring all together, but fuck was it hard.
not to mention just that glance had his cock stirring in his pants.
โyeah,โ he finally said, his voice coming out rougher than he intended it to. โyeah cโmere.โ you smiled, padding over your him as he sat up on the couch fully. your hand holding the bottle of sunscreen out, and he took it from you as you turned away.
he flipped the cap open with one hand while his gaze locked onto the smooth line of your spine. squeezing a generous amount of sunscreen in his palm and pressed it to your warm skin.
the second he started rubbing the sunscreen in, his mind betrayed himโreplaying that picture of you on your knees, tits pushed together, legs open. the same back he was looking at now, but in his head you were naked.
chris let out a quiet groanโone too quiet enough for you to hearโas his fingers spread the sunscreen in slow, firm circles across your skin. his hands drifting lower than necessary, thumbs brushing over the dip of your waist.
โnot missing a spot are you?โ you teased with a giggle, glancing back over your shoulder to look at him. chris smirked faintly, chuckling. โjust making sure itโsโฆ thorough.โ he muttered the last part, his mind wandering as his hands skimmed down to the small of your back. then the top curve of your ass, fingers splaying like he might get away with grabbing a handful.
he could feel the tightness in his sweats nowโhis cock hard and twitching at the thoughts and images running through his head of you. his hands lingered, slowing down when he got to the flesh of your thighs. you sucked in a breathโhe could hear it. but you didnโt pull away. if anything, you shifted slightly, like you were making it easier for him to reach.
he shifted in his seat, his body moving closer to yours without really realizing it. his pulse was hammering against his chestโat how close his hands were to your cunt. how if he moved them inward just a little more, heโd be able to rub you through your bikini bottoms.
his breathing picked up as he just stared. and his could feel how yours had tooโthe tension becoming thicker with each passing moment. but before he could push it any further, he took a deep breath and pulled his hands away, letting you step away as you muttered a small โthanks,โ and disappeared outside.
he sat there for a moment, leaning back, his palms burning like they were still touching you.
fuck he was so screwed.
hours later once everyone had already gone to bedโwell after most people had gone to bed. chris was still awake, laying in his bed because he couldnโt sleep.
the house was quiet except for the muffled sounds he could hear coming from mattโs room next door. and chris knew exactly what those sounds wereโand whose voice they belonged to.
he could hear your muffled cries through the wall. all the little things youโd babble to matt as he fucked you.
chris told himself he wouldnโt lookโthat he wouldnโt try and watch again no matter how much he wanted to see you. he told himself to stay the fuck out of it.
but the longer he laid there listening, the more hard he got listening to your moans and whines. so he found himself in the hall anyway, leaning against the wall outside mattโs cracked bedroom door.
chris thought it was stupid how often you two left the door open late at night. how easily the both of you could get caughtโjust look at how many times heโs caught and watched.
chris leaned against the door frame, positioning himself so he could look through the crack in the door.
matt had you on your hands and knees, his hips snapping forward, driving his cock in and out of your soaked cunt as his hands dug into your waist.
chris froze the moment he saw you. his stomach dropping because the angleโthe curve of your back, the swell of your assโit was the exact view heโd had earlier while rubbing sunscreen on you.
โfuck..โ he groaned, every little thing he thought about earlier flooding back into his mind as he looked at you. the way his hands felt against your skinโthe way you looked in your little bikini that barely covered anything.
he watched as matt leaned over you, groaning something low in your ear that he couldnโt hear. but your back arched more at his wordsโmoaning and allowing your legs to open wider for his cock to bully in and out of you.
your bikini had long since abandonedโthe material discarded across the floor from what chris could see. chrisโ cock throbbed in his shorts as he watched your ass jiggle from mattโs thrusts and he imagined on what it would be like stepping in and taking over.
what it would be like if he was fucking you insteadโfeeling the way your pussy wrapped around his cock instead of his brotherโฆand he was so close to doing so.
chris hadnโt even realized his hand had trailed down and slipped into his sweats until his hand gripped his cock. he hissed, looking down, his free hand pushing his sweats down to pull himself out.
he let his spit trail down, landing on his tip before he pumped his hand. he hissed at the friction, already feeling so on edge from earlier in the day and the show he was getting right now.
he didnโt bother starting slowโhis head looking back up through the crack in the door, watching how mattโs thrusts had gotten quicker. his hands pressing down on your lower back to keep you pinned to the mattress.
chris let his hand match the pace matt was fucking you at, the imagine of you burned behind his eyes.
inside the room thoughโฆ
you body was shaking, every thrust from matt sending your tits swinging and your nails clawing into the sheets more than they already were. he had you pinned, his cock dragging so deep inside you it felt like he was splitting you open.
your voice cracked with each moanโway louder than you intended for them to be, but you couldnโt help itโhe fucked you like he knew how much you needed it.
โf-fuck matt,โ you whimpered, tears starting to prick in the corner of your eyes from how good it felt, โi canโtโoh my godโโ you tried to say, but your words died on your tongue.
matt chuckled behind you, one hand moving to tangle itself in your hair, the other staying pressed right into the small of your back. โcanโt what? hm? canโt take it? mm thatโs a shame, seem tโbe takinโ it just fine baby. so fuckinโ wet for me.โ
his words made you moan, your walls squeezing around him tightly as the tip of his cock missed that spot inside you with ever drag of his hips.
but through the haze of pleasureโyou felt as if there were eyes on you. and normally you never did, even when having the door cracked. so your head turned just slightly, and you saw the faintest movement in the crack of the door.
chris.
his hand was wrapped around his cock, pumping furiously as his eyes drank you in.
your breath hitched, a shiver running down your spine that wasnโt from matt this time. and you shouldโve screamed, or told him to fuck off, or at least looked awayโbut you didnโt..you couldnโt.
your pussy clenched around matt so tight he groaned in surprise. โshitโwhat was that?โ he rasped, his hips stuttering.
matt always teased about someone watchingโsomeone catching the two of you. and you never wouldโve believed chris would be the one who would.
but fuck did it turn you on more. you could feel your orgasm approaching quicker than before, your stomach twisting tighter and tighter the longer your eyes lingered on chris.
and from outsideโhe was losing it too.
chris locked his eyes onto yours, watched how your mouth parted on broken sounds and how your body shook more the moment you noticed him.
he wasnโt planning on getting caught, but he didnโt hate it. he loved it.
itโs like part of him liked the fact you knew he was watching you get fucked, and how he was stroking himself to it too.
โmattโoh god, iโmโโ your voice pitched higher, shameless now. your eyes still locked on chris through the crack as your body gave in. โmโcumming! oh fuck!โ
your words echoed off the wallsโyour whole body trembling as you came around mattโs cock. your juices dripping down your thighs. and chris groaned at what he sawโwhat he heard. his fist moving even faster, and it was like you knew he was close too.
chris heard matt growl behind you, oblivious to the fact he was watching, fucking you through every wave of your climax, his cock still pounding into your spasming cunt.
he smirked down at your arching back, completely unaware of why you came so hard just thenโor who you were staring at while you did.
but chris knew and that was what pushed him over the line.
his head fell back against the frame, breath ragged as he bit out a harsh, โfuckโโ before hot ropes of cum spilled across his fist and stomach. he squeezed his cock through every pulse, his eyes still locked on you even as his knees nearly gave out.
he had to bite down on his free hand to muffle the sound. his cum dripping down his knuckles as he stayed thereโwatching as matt kept using you like nothing had happened.
your eyes were still on hisโwide and wild. chris just smirked, tucking himself back into his sweats before he walked away, knowing that you just came for the wrong brother.
strnilolover note โหโก . . . oh how iโve missed them (i promise you guys will get what you want soon)
โหเฟ ๐ซ๐จ๐ซ!chris is not surprised that his daughterโs first word is inappropriate
Babbles fly from the backseat, your ten-month-old daughter stopping every now and again to squeeze more Go-Gurt in her mouth, most of it making a mess on her plush pink lips. Lips that looked just like her dad Chrisโ lips.
His veiny hands clutched the wheel, making smooth turns down the streets on the way to Target, you on admired, internally admitting that it was extremely and utterly sexy. Sure it had only been ten months, but would you stop Chris if he wanted to put another kid in you?
โฆ No
His blue eyes glanced at the rear view mirror, a small grin settling on his face when he saw your pretty eyes reflected almost exactly on the face of your little girl. Not just your eyes but the natural blush on your cheeks and the fluffy hair, only hers was crazy as a pup. In the cutest way.
Her brows furrowed, a pout on her lips as she babbled yet again. Chris shook his head. โTell me about it, kid. Last night I put a Pepsi, first out of the pack, in the fridge. I wake up and go straight to the kitchen. Wanna know what I see? Matt at the table with the empty can. He drank my Pepsi.โ
She grunted, throwing her arms in the air so strawberry yoghurt dropped down onto the seat next to her. โFโฆfuck!โ You turned to Chris with a look of horror, he reciprocated. He heard that too, right?
โWoah, baby. Heโs still your uncle you know.โ Chris chuckled, giving her an amused glance. You and Chris had both pledged not to swear around her so this was the work of one of two suspects. Matt. Or Nick. It was pretty obvious which one was to blame. Especially since heโd spent the last two days babysitting while you, Matt and Chris looked at houses.
โIโm calling Nick. You canโt tell me our babyโs first word is โfuckโ. She canโt even say โmamaโ yet and sheโs already swearing?โ Chris couldnโt help but grin at how upset you were. To him, it was hilarious. And so on cue for his daughter. Admittedly, heโd be concerned if she wasnโt swearing by now.
โFuck. Fuck. Fuck.โ She repeated, kicking her feet about in her car seat.
โHoney, no-โ
โFuck!โ She interrupted you, a giggle rolling out of her throat.
You wanted to be angry but it was too funny, Chris pulled over in the Target parking lot and you all sat there for the next ten minutes laughing. And then your girl leaned forward, reaching for Chris.
โBig fuck.โ
HAPPY MOTHERโS DAY GO TELL HER U LOVE HER
Chris definitely makes his voicemail message a snippet of his daughter saying โfuckโ. Anyways hat weโre you guysโ first words?
๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐. nerd!matt x freak!reader
๐ฎ๐๐๐๐. smut
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quick blurb about sucking your nerd boyfriends fingers.
๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐. kissing, moaning, thumb sucking.
Matt sturniolo had only been your boyfriend for a week and a bit. Right now, you two are in your room on the bed just sitting with each other and talking.
Matt is still so nerdy and shy around you, but he is obsessed with you. The way he kisses is soft and gentle, but also so hungry and fast. It always turns you on.
You just finished eating a kitkat bar, but it was five minutes ago, so the taste is not in your mouth anymore.
โDo I have any chocolate around my mouth?โ You ask slightly tilting your head.
Matt smiles, his natural blush whenever he was around you all through his cheeks and nose. He put his hand out, offering to wipe the chocolate.
โC-can I?โ He murmurs softly shy but comfortable.
You nod your head, a soft smile on your face. His blush and shyness turning you on.
Matts four fingers gently rest under your jaw, while his thumb is carefully wiping the chocolate near the corner of your lips.
The way Matt was around you, you couldnโt get over it. The way he kissed you and touched you, you couldnโt get over it.
You feel a soft wetness in between your thighs, and you try to ignore it, but you want something from him. You want to suck on something, and you didnโt know if he was ready in the relationship for you too give him head.
Your tongue would reach out of your mouth, pointing to his thumb. Matt realises what youโre doing, he blushes even harder, but heโs not denying it.
โwhat.. whaโ he mumbles not knowing what to say.
You softly take his thumb into your mouth, sucking on it twirling your tongue around the tip of his thumb.
You look into his eyes, your eye big and round.
Matt lets out a soft but strained moan. He starts to feel his cock press against his boxers and jeans, hardening.
He wiggled around a bit, still looking directly at you. His mouth open in an O shape, as heโs hypnotised by you.
You bob your head on his long thumb, like your sucking his cock. A tingling feeling inside of your cunt.
โFuck..โ Matt mumbles softly to himself, never really swearing making you smile.
โDid you just say fuck?โ You ask.
โNo..? I said duckโ he lies for no reason at all.
โDuck? Why the fuck would you say duck while Iโm sucking your thumb?โ You chuckle softly.
He smiles. โI donโt know..โ
โYouโre actually the cutestโ you squeal practically jumping onto him and kissing all over his face.
His jaw, his cheeks, his chin, his nose, his forehead, his eye lids, his lips, and softly touching the tip of your tongue to his playfully.
Everyone Iโm sorry Iโve been so offline but Iโm getting my period tomorrow and I feel like shit and wonโt stop crying about literally NOTHING. But Iโll get to the recommendations eventually you can leave more in my inbox!
