I know u busy but please please PLEASEEEE we need more of Matty w tutor. Maybe just a lil blurb of her being bossy & making him whimper.
since my partner loves this AU its happening xxxx
picture a scene:
It's a thursday evening, say around 6pm, and you're both upstairs in Matty's room
The door is closed, but not locked, but that all fades to the background the moment you feel Matty's rough hands run over the curve of your waist, toying with the hem of your tank top
You feel a gust of wind come from the cracked window, curtains flowing prettily as you get lost on Matty's mouth, tongue licking into yours at a dizzying pace, making you feel lightheaded. Your hands wander down to grip his waist, pulling him in to press him flush against your body, drinking in the low groan that rips itself from Matty's throat.
Quiet pants fill the room as he feels you up, groping and touching whenever he can reach with abandon, absolutely shameless in the way he gropes your ass through your skin tight jeans, kneading the flesh experimentally, grinning at your pleased moans.
Matty whispers something against your mouth, and you pull away to hear him more clearly. His pupils are dilated, face flush and chest heaving as you brush a strand of hair out of his face. "What was that baby?" you speak lowly, smiling at him.
"Wanna see your tits, please love." his voice is choked, and you can feel him hard against your thigh as one of his hands comes up to cup your tits, gasping softly as this skin makes contact with the fabric of your top. The smirk that spreads onto your face is smug, and you eye him up and down before responding.
"Want me to take my top off, is that it? See my tits?" you parrot his question back at him, and Matty nods, swallowing dryly as his cock strains against his trousers, impossibly hard. "Beg for it then, baby, you know how much i love hearing you." Matty's eyes widen like this is the first time, and the sight makes your head spin.
His mouth opens a few times, stuttering over words and sentences before he finally gathers himself, choking out a few pleas "Please love, wanna see them so badly, I know you're so pretty underneath all those cloth-" you cut him off with a finger to the lips, letting it drag down his bottom lip before it snaps back into place.
"Knees." you say, as clearly as you can without giving away how fucking turned on you are. Matty just stares at you, unmoving as you cock your head at him, raising your eyebrows. "Have I not been coherent? You heard me well enough Matty, go on, get on your knees."
His face flushes more, if that's even possible, and you can see his eyes flutter for a moment before his hands drop from your hips, and he starts to bend his knees.
The sight makes you dizzy with need, and you feel faint when you hear him hit the wooden floor, head still down. You don't know how to react, but your body certainly does. One of your hands threads itself into his untamed hair, tugging on it to make him show his face.
His eyes are glassy, and he blinks rapidly at you, his expression one of shame mixed with arousal. You sigh at the sight of him, smiling sweetly before nodding as if to say 'get on with it'.
"Please." Matty starts, his voice cracking at the end of the word, knees shifting on the hardwood floor. You can feel how wet you are even just standing there, and the sight of Matty on his knees and hard dont help you one bit. "Please let me see your tits love, need to feel them so fucking bad." he begs eyes watering as his cock twitches in his jeans, the knowledge that you are the one that got him like this going straight to your head.
You nod again, signaling him to keep going. "You'd look so pretty m'love, always make me s'fucking hard i feel like m'gonna cum from the sight of you. Need to touch them love- fuck, please baby."
Matty whines when your fingers curl around the hem of your tank top, slowly but surely inching it up to reveal the skin of your stomach, then your ribs, until finally..
You rid yourself of the top, the cold air hitting your nipples making you shiver slightly. Matty can't contain the whine that leaves his lips, ringing like music in your ears as his hands come up to grab your waist, pressing hot kisses to your bare hips and stomach.
His eyes are glued to your chest as he kisses your skin, licking and sucking light hickeys into it while you rake a hand through his hair once more, throwing your head back to enjoy the sensation. "You always sound so good when you beg for me, baby, can't resist you." Matty nods against you, his tongue rough and soft at the same time, your mind hazy and foggy from the whole situation, and you're quite sure you're still dreaming.
"Can I please come up? Please love, i need you so bad, m'so fucking hard for you." Matty whimpers, his voice high pitched and broken. You nod, watching as he steadily rises and immediately smashes his lips against yours. Taking over the kiss in a heartbeat, you let your hands roam over the expanse of his back, your nails digging into the clothed skin roughly. "Can I-" Matty starts, cut off by the feeling of your lower half pressed against his, a soft moan spilling from his lips.
"Mhm? Didn't quite catch that m'afraid." you tease, swiping your tongue over your bottom lip. "Can I t-touch them? I really want to."
How can you resist such a sweet request?
"Course you can baby, you've earned it begging so nicely for me." Your ego inflates even more at the eager nods he gives you, eyes wide and wet as his hands grope your tits softly, scared to apply too much pressure. Matty absentmindedly grinds himself against your thigh as he touches you, whiny moans filling your ears as you watch him closely, loving every second of this.
Matty takes a nipple between two fingers and rolls it experimentally, gasping at the choked groan that leaves your lips, smiling at his new find. "Like that, love?"
"I do, please keep going." you force out as he gets rougher, finally moving in to kiss you again. The combination of his mouth on yours and his hands on your chest makes you weak at the knees, desperately trying not to fall over. "Can we- can we lay down please?" Matty asks timidly once you pull away, shying away a bit as you giggle, nodding your head and grabbing his hand reassuringly.
Hi, I'm starting pokemon black soon and i would like to know what you think would be a good starting pokemon. Please and thank you. - Anon X
Hey Anon X! Haven’t heard from you in a while, glad you’re doing well!
I usually gravitate towards Tepig or Snivy. I think Tepig would be your best bet because of the normal, bug and ice gyms (it can learn a fighting move to take care of the normal gym), but any of the starters are great! I generally use Tepig for Black and Snivy for Black 2 simply because of what I headcanon the player characters would have lol
Excellent use of gender-neutral terminology! Your local bisexual appreciates it 😌
He does turn me into a giggling panting mess early and often, but bless his heart, @alphatickl is too much of a ticklish masochistic switch to be Pure Ler 💋
Watching him fight his instinctual need to block his ticklish spots so I can make him squirm is my newest favorite hobby 😇 I bet he agrees 😏
Hi! I’m female, 5’5 (it’d be nice to be shorter tear), I have a dark brown little fro, simple dark brown eyes, I like singing karaoke and studying Spanish, I’m interested in astrology and learning smthn new daily. I like poetry type stuff. If we went on a date it’d be breakfast, lunch or dinner and a walk in a park. Idk if i can call myself shy anymore but I suck at talking to new ppl especially if im trying to date them but I’m really sweet although I get sad easily. lmfao on anon bc wow *shy*
aw 😭😭 gah you’re adorable!! also i definitely would date you! if you did want to talk, message me! i love talking to new people :’)
lena im so sorry random horny thought getting matty off in front of a mirror but he has to praise himself or else you stop
yeah the floor length mirror in your room has definitely seen some filthy things; sort of (super short xx) blurbish thing below the cut, MDNI !!!
just imagine Matty in your lap, head thrown back and his legs spread slightly, back pressed to your chest. "M'so pretty, doing so good for you."
He knows he can't stop, or you'll stop, and that's the last thing he wants. Matty pants like a dog, eyes hooded and so heavy he can't barely see himself in the mirror, his lips wet and bruised. He looks completely fucked out, hot and heavy in your hand as you lazily jerk him off, precum bubbling at the tip of his cock and smearing down his shaft.
"Go on baby, wanna hear you." you coo in his ear, you teeth nibbling behind it and sucking a small hickey into the skin. "Fuck, i'm gonna cum, please-" you click your tongue, slowing down your movements as he writhes under your touch, so close to the edge he can practically taste it.
Matty stares at you through the reflection, eyes silently begging you to make him cum, even if he did ignore your very specific instructions. "You know what you have to do baby, do that and i'll give you what you want."
"M'yours, your perfect boy, I- fuckk, I love you so much darling, please" Matty pants, his whole body shaking as you bring him closer to his climax, your hand tight around his cock, but not painfully so. He whines your name over and over, making you crack a lazy smile at him in the mirror, his eyes half closed and the expression on his face dazed.
Matty watches you in the mirror, and you watch him back, analyzing every single movement to see what will get you a bigger reaction. You dig your thumb into his slit, a choked groan spilling from the head of curls nuzzled into your chest as he stutters out a "m'gonna cum, fuck."
You coo praise into his ear and Matty cums all over his stomach, breathing heavily as you work him through his orgasm. Soft whines fill the room, Matty's legs shaking as he tries to squirm away from the added stimulation. You let him go, dragging a finger over the cum on his skin, picking some of it up.
Matty's eyes widen as you lick the digit clean, moaning quietly as the salty taste of him hits your tongue. His eyes follow yours as you brush his hair out of his face sweetly, running your fingers through the slightly damp curls, some sticking to his forehead. "I love you baby, you know that?" you whisper, your voice soft and slightly raspy.
"Yeah, love you too." he answers, staring up at you, craning his neck to get a better view. Matty breathes in deeply before opening his mouth to speak again, this time a bit louder.
"I hope I die before you. I don't think i could live without you here." The statement makes you heart swell with love and adoration, your eyes glazing over as Matty lets one of his hands wander to your waist, using the leverage to turn around and press his chest against yours, settling into you.
You can't bring yourself to care about the half-dried cum on your top, or the mildly uncomfortable position. Matty was here with you, and you couldn't ask for anything more in this life. Pressing soft kisses to the crook of his neck, you stay for a bit, enjoying each others touch.
gjwf girlie telling matty to use a vibe on her because she "doesn't need him" and him trying to prove he can be good enough for her <3
oooohhhhh my god this anon girl u get me
content warnings: shes MEAN, impact play, MEAN, use of ma'am, sex toys
imagine teasing him with the idea that you're going to let him touch you all night, whispering in his ear to "Be good for me, you'll get your reward soon, baby." letting go of the collar of his tiny little outfit with a wink and a flash of your smile, leaving Matty with a faint blush dusted across his pale cheeks.
And then denying him the moment you take him back to your place, hand on his thigh the whole drive, slowly inching up and toying with the garters hugging his hips. Anyone who you drove by could see the state he was in, red and sweaty and dressed in little scraps of fabric you couldn't even call clothes anymore.
God, the way his eyes widened when you got out a vibrator, thinking you were being nice and were going to use it on your pretty boy. The moment you hand it to him, a filthy smirk tugging at the corners of your lips is when his own drops, eyes scrunching up in confusion.
"Come on, sweetheart, don't act dumb now." you condescend him, your tone making goosebumps erupt on his skin and his cock fill in mere seconds, straining against the fabric of his leather shorts (if they could even be called that). The toy makes his skin flush, like he hasn't seen it dozens of times already, pressed against various parts of his body, his dick twitching at the thought.
Matty cocks his head at you, pouting at the fact that he wouldn't be getting his mouth on you tonight, like you'd promised. He starts to complain, but is swiftly cut off by your cruel laughter, little giggles making his heart sink in the best fucking way possible. "You think you deserve to touch me? Who knows where you've fucking been, whoring yourself out to random old men, letting them touch you however they fancy."
The degradation makes Matty's head spin with lust, the only response he can muster being a weak nod of his weak, small tears forming in his glitter framed eyes.
"M'sorry, i'm so sorry ma'am, I didn't mean to assume-" you laugh again, eyeing him up and down with a hungry gaze. You gesture to the vibrator in his hand, motioning or him to come closer. "I guess you'll do for tonight, pretty." you sigh as your eyes rake over the lustful mess he's become, all your patronization only making his cock harder, the bulge in his shorts undeniable.
Matty works quietly, twinges of shame and embarrassment flooding his body when you go on your phone as he inches your thong down your legs. He folds it neatly and lays it down on the bed next to you, looking up with teary eyes as you roll your eyes, nudging his cheek with the point of your heel, raising your eyebrows expectantly.
Your tits spill out of your top, half unbuttoned yet somehow still crisp, Matty's eyes starting to wander upwards to ogle you. Your hand connects with his face with a loud crack, a look of both betrayal and arousal on Matty's face. "Did I tell you to look? Stupid fucking slut, jesus."
Matty whimpers as you spread your legs, already dripping down your thighs at his pleading eyes, hand shaking slightly as he clicks on the vibrator. The buzz against your clit is delicious, and you arch your back wantonly, pleased sounds falling from your lips.
Matty's cock leaks into his underwear, and he resists the urge to reach down and palm himself, knowing your reaction would be everything but pleased. "Such a good little doll, fuckk- at least you're good for something, yeah, sweetheart? Least i'm getting my fucking money's worth- oh god." you writhe as Matty watches the way your cunt flutters at the stimulation, your thighs shaking as your orgasm rapidly approaches.
You listen to his little whines and grip his hair, stroking his cheek sweetly as you screw your eyes shut, your filthy, degrading words only turning Matty on more.
"Such an easy whore, aren't you? Do fucking anything for a few hundreds, wouldn't you, pretty girl?" the pet name makes shivers run up his spine, a wanton moan spilling from his painted lips. Your own whines get louder, whole body shaking as Matty nods his head, turning up the toy one last time as you come undone.
Your orgasm hits you suddenly, like you weren't expecting it, lips parted and hips bucking against the vibrator as you ride it out, Matty watching intently. You let him, smiling down at his small frame once your mind starts to clear up.
His eyes are glassy, hands fidgety, and cock somehow even harder than before. Matty thinks you're going to get up and hold him, touch him until he comes in your arms, kiss his neck and feel him up gently, your sweet tone almost lulling him to sleep.
The look on his face when you slip your underwear back on and take out your wallet from your jacket pocket, throwing a couple bills at him with a smirk is fucking priceless, and you swear you could see his bottom lip quiver.
"Take care of your little problem before I come back, i dont want you sullying my sheets."
Matty can barely think as your heels click against the marble floor on the way out, too fucking hard to form a single coherent thought. The sound of your voice in the club, the look you gave him right before you came, the moans that fell from your lips. All of these images replace rational thought as he wraps his hand around his cock, touching himself with frevor, surrounded by fifty and hundred dollar bills.
He feels filthy, like a dirty whore you use for your pleasure and then hide from your wife before she gets home, and Matty fucking loves it.
It doesn't take long for him to cum all over his hand, shorts down around his ankles and hand clamped around his mouth, your ear pressed to the door, listening intently.
