Make Daddy Proud
Parings: Matthew Musto (Blackbear) x Reader
Warnings/tags: mild daddy kink, squirting
A/N: ya’ll can thank @blxxdyvalentine19xx for this one! I’ve wanted to write this ever since he showed me that Blackbear ASMR video!
“You must be Y/N?” your tattooed blind-date said when he met you at the table your mutual friend Colson had reserved for you both.
“Yes. That must make you Matthew? You stood to shake his hand.
“Wow, you’re even prettier than Colson described,” his freckled cheeks blushed as you both sat down.
“Thank you— Wait! Colson described me, that’s scary,” you laughed. What’d he describe first, my tits or my ass?” you joked, breaking the ice .
“Those were second and third, actually” he chuckled.
“Oh God! Not my —“ you covered your face fearing the worst.
“No, no, no!” He reassured you with a laugh. “He just said that you were pretty, you were a great girl and he thought we’d make a good match.” He said sweetly, reaching across the table for your hand, letting your fingertips mingle, as you admired his manicured nails.
“Oh, good!” You let out a sigh of relief. “You never know with Colson. I’m assuming he told you we used to date?”
“Yeah, he mentioned it. It’s cool though, he’s dated some of my exes as well. Everyone knows everyone out here, it’s inevitable,” he stated. “ And damn, not to sound brash on a first date but he wasn’t lying about those other descriptions either.” He smirked, pulling you to your feet, and spinning you around to admire your curves. “ Oooh, girl, Look! At! You!” He exclaimed, making your cheeks feel warm as you smiled coyly before taking your seat.
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You got to know each other more over dinner, asking and answering the usual first date questions. You talked about your families and upbringings, and everything in between but he had you feeling a little sexually flustered from his earlier comments about your body, so you decided to turn up the heat on the questions.
“Tell me something dirty.” You prompted, in a flirty tone leaning in closer over the table.
“Like?” He swallowed thickly before smirking.
“Like, what you’re into, ya know… in the bedroom.”
“Don’t worry something tells me we’ll be compatible.” He squeezed your hand with a sly look on his face.
“Something or someone,” you teased, you can only imagine the things Colson has told him. His smile was the only answer you needed. “Not fair,” you pouted “C’mom it’s only right I know something dirty about you too.”
“Fine,” he leaned in lowering his head to whisper “I like to be called daddy.”
Suddenly the waitress appeared “Can I get you two anything else?
“No thanks, just the check,” Matthew answered.
“Can I just say, you two make the cutest couple,” the waitress stated. “How long have you been together? You out celebrating an anniversary or something?”
“Thank you,” you smiled. “No, actually, this is our first date. I barely even know him. We just met this evening.”
“ Wow, I never would have guessed. The chemistry is off the charts,” she laughed . “I’ll be right back with the check.”
“So, I tell you I have a daddy kink but you ‘barely even know me.’” He said making air quotes. “I see how it is,” he teased. “Your turn, tell me something sexy about you.”
“Here’s the check, have a great night,” the waitress placed it on the table.
Mathews grabbed it immediately, “My treat.”
“Thank you, you smiled. “I’m sure you already know enough. How about I just show you instead?” You smirked.
“Yeah?” His eyes lit up. “You wanna go back to my place.”
“Yeah.”
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“Shit, just like that!” You moaned out. You had barely made it inside the bedroom before Matthew had your clothes off ; his head buried between your thighs, devouring you like dessert . He worked you so expertly, his tongue twisting in and out of your drenched cunt, his lips frosted with your flavor. He slid two fingers inside you and began curling them rapidly, moving his tongue to flicker against your clit. “Daddy!” You cried out remembering his kink from earlier as your hips arched off the bed.
He grunted against you in response moving his tongue and fingers faster, his free hand trying to keep your hips anchored to the bed. As your peak began to build, a sharp tingle warned you that this was not your regular everyday orgasm that was brewing; you were about to squirt. You felt yourself start to leak around his fingers and tried to clench your muscles to slow the flow, feeling self conscious about soaking the bed of a man you just met, even though this was your plan to ‘show’ him.
The smirk on Matthew’s face and the look in his eyes told you he knew what you were capable of. He paused his tongue momentarily to kiss your inner thighs and whisper a teasing “It’s okay to make a mess” against your heated flesh. “C’mon girl, make daddy proud,” he coaxed, before delving his tongue back between your folds. And it was all that you needed to hear before you fully let go, allowing your orgasm to take over in all its messy glory as your body bucked in pleasure. He worked you through it, slowing his fingers to a gentle roll and his tongue a grazing lap until you were a melted puddle of your former self.
“You already knew I could do that, didn’t you!?” You asked when you finally caught your breath.
“Maybe,” he smiled, sucking your release from his fingers.
