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Bangers and Smash (Pearlet)

Hey Guys, This is the next installment in the ‘burrito’ saga. Complete with food-pun(ish) title. Enjoy. If you wish to read PART 1 (Please Put Your Toad in my Hole) you can HERE and PART 2 (Be a Burrito with Me) HERE. <3 Bangers and Smash

Violet was having a fantastic night. She knew exactly why. She was so giddy with excitement she was actually embarrassed for herself. It was finally happening. After thinking about it, imagining it, for so long. It was finally in motion. She was finally getting to hang out with Matt again. Kind of – she thought. Violet laughed to herself as she watched Matt from across the club. He was dancing, quite ridiculously, to some song that she didn’t care to know the name of. He was a little drunk, but she didn’t mind. He was swaying his hips in the campest fashion that she found it extremely endearing. Tonight, Violet was painted to perfection. She hated to admit it, but she put extra effort into her drag for tonight, because she knew that Matt would be here looking sexy as hell with minimal effort. Violet had painted herself slightly differently to how she normally would. She was trying to experiment with her make-up more and had attempted to add some rhinestones into the inner corners of her eyes. Her beautiful black hair had been slicked back at the sides, with a curly accent head piece added to the top to elongate her beautiful features. Her outfit and accessories didn’t leave much to the imagination, and she loved that. She wore a silver spiked choker with a tiny black dress and long gloves. The dress hung so low on her chest that her boy body and nipples dared to poke out of the top and she loved it. It wasn’t the dress however that was the star of the show. That was under her dress and would hopefully make and appearance later. Violet was on a mission, and she would stop at nothing to complete it. “Operation: seduce Matt James” was now in motion. Matt looked up from his group of friends and winked at her from across the crowd. Violet laughed and winked back before leaning back on the bar and waiting for her drinks order. For months, Violet felt like she had been chasing Matt with no end. Their drunken messy hook up after San Francisco had left her feeling lost and confused and they hadn’t really spoken about that night since. Even with Jason taking Pearl back to his apartment when she was shit faced a few weeks ago. When Jason awoke the next morning, he was greeted with empty cold sheets again and a note that read ‘Thank you for always taking care of me.’ At the time, the note pissed Jason off; but looking at how happy and free Matt looked at the moment, it was hard to stay mad at him. “Order’s up gorgeous.” The bartender stated, winking at Violet before sliding a tray of drinks over the bar. Violet winked back politely before balancing the tray and moving back over to the group. She placed the tray on a nearby table and the group swarmed to collect their chosen beverage. Violet picked hers and saw an opportunity to also, get Matt’s. Drinks in hand, she swayed over to him, placing one palm firmly on his chest. “Got yours gorgeous.” She whispered into his ear. Violet’s seductive voice startled Matt, but only for a second, before he took the glass and planted a delicate kiss on her exposed shoulder. “Thank you Pumpkin.” He replied, before turning back to their friends to carry on his conversation. Violet eyed him up and down, taking in his casual appearance. Matt wasn’t in drag tonight, he was just Matt. Violet loved this version of him, with his cap on backwards and a casual loose fitting navy t-shirt hanging loosely on his body. She especially loved when his tattoo just peaked out from the edge of his sleeves. It drove her wild. Violet wasn’t sure what she liked the most about Matt, but for some reason, his biceps were near the top of that list. Violet loved to tease the fans whenever she and Matt, or Jason and Pearl hung out. She was fully aware that the fan’s still wanted “Pearlet” to happen, and she loved to tease using her Instagram stories. Taking her phone out, she snapped a few videos of herself, Matt, and their friends dancing well into the early hours of the morning. She didn’t snap a picture of them together, only because she was having enjoying herself too much to remember. She felt a tickle on her neck and peered around to see Matt. He was stood there with a look she didn’t recognise, kissing from her ear lobe over to the top of her spine. Feeling her tuck starting to become uncomfortable, she excused herself to freshen up. Violet grew suddenly nervous, she knew what they were both like when they were tipsy. She was sure she said some ridiculous chat up line to Matt when she was drunk in San Fran; and he wouldn’t shut up about burritos when he was out of it last time. Realising that it was likely that they would end up leaving together tonight, she quickly changed her drink of choice to water, and moved back over to where Matt was on the dance floor. She pressed her palm into his chest and started to dance close against him. Matt took her with force, snaking his arm around her waist while she pressed her body to his. “You are driving me insane.” Matt whispered in Violet’s ear. That’s the point. “Am I?” Violet asked innocently, before Matt growled low in his throat and took her face between his palms. Chocolate met blue and before Violet could figure out what has happening, Matt’s lips were on hers. The kiss felt a little different to their previous encounters. For one, Violet couldn’t taste alcohol on Matt, which startled her. She was suddenly conscious that he would be able to taste it on her. Secondly, the kiss seemed much more intense. Matt was massaging her tongue with his and his hands were moving between grabbing the back of her head and her cheeks. Eventually, Matt moved away from her lips, but still continued to trial kisses down to her chin, and then across to her ear. His breath tickling her earlobe was driving her crazy. “You are driving me insane.” Violet breathed. “Am I?” Matt chuckled, before he stopped kissing her and moved away from her completely, grabbing his drink before sauntering back over to his friends. What the fuck just happened. _______________________________________________________ Violet had been teasing him all night. He knew why she was doing it. He knew it was on purpose. He had gotten to know Violet and Jason well enough over the years to recognise when he was being played. That’s why I needed to play back just as hard – Matt thought. He glanced at Violet through the crowd of his friends as she batted her eyelids at the bartender. She looked amazing tonight. He couldn’t deny it. She was breath-taking. Something about this particular outfit was getting him all riled up. He couldn’t decide if it was the way the dress clung to her body, or the fact that you could clearly see she was wearing something underneath. Either way, she was making him insane. Matt wasn’t feeling his most confident though. Matt was fully aware of the fact that himself and Violet had barely spoken since both San Francisco and their last encounter together where Matt was sure he made an idiot of himself. Matt’s break up from his ex still lingered on all of these months later. The insecurity was still there. Matt felt awful about leaving Jason after their one night stand. But when you have a text on your phone, telling you that your ex just got engaged, you don’t really want to stick around the guy that you just slept with, to cry your heart out. Matt went home, sobbed for days, and put it behind him. He was now more focused than ever to try and make Violet his. Matt pushed his way through his friends, reaching Violet at the bar. He then nudged her slightly. Realising he was a little tipsy, he rested his cheek on her shoulder. “Wanna’ get out of here?” He queried. “I thought you would never ask.” She breathed. He couldn’t help but notice the smirk on her face as he dragged her out of the club. “What’s that face about?” Matt asked. “You.” She replied, before taking his face between her hands and placing a gentle and tender kiss on his lips. _______________________________________________________ Matt’s clothes become fewer and fewer as Violet pulled and tugged at him. Matt was laying on the bed with Violet straddling him. She bent down to place delicate kisses along his mouth and jawline. Her hair hung looser now and her make-up was smudged more. The gender lines between Violet and Jason were begging to merge. Violet didn’t give a fuck. Matt liked that she wasn’t afraid to be who she was. He adored how Violet and Jason chose to identify themselves and their gender. It was what he loved most about them. Wait… Loved. Oh shit – Matt thought. Violet was still kissing Matt when he took her face and sat himself and Violet up slightly. He looked down in embarrassment as he was clearly hard and ready – as was Violet. “What’s wrong?” She asked. “I can’t do another one-night hook up Vi. I just can’t. Not with you anyway.” He confessed “What do you mean?” She queried. Violet bit her lip slightly, frowning at Matt’s statement. “It’s just. God. I guess we have to have this conversation now right? Before we move forward.” Matt looked at anywhere but Violet. “Not yet… I’m hungry.” Violet stated, just as her stomach growled. Matt laughed before taking her hand and dragging her into the kitchen. “Toad in the hole?” Matt queried, before smirking. “What? no, eww. What even is that?” Violet stated, “In San Fran. You asked me to, and I quote ‘Put your Toad in My Hole.’” Matt said before he started laughing. “I did not!” Violet replied, poking him in the ribs as he laughed. “You really did, it was adorable Pumpkin.” Matt replied, before pecking her on the cheek and opening the fridge. “Well, you kept asking me to ‘Be a Burrito with You’ when you were high so you have no right to laugh at me.” She replied, placing her hand on her hip as she did so. “I like burritos. Sue me.” Matt shrugged, before grabbing a pack of vegetarian sausages from the fridge. “Sorry, but this is all I have.” Matt smirked. “Bangers and… Mash? Do you have potatoes and gravy?” She asked. “What are you spouting? You have been spending way too much time in other countries.” Matt giggled before grabbing the rest of the ingredients from the cupboard, and placing them on to the counter. “Bitch, move over. You can barely make grilled cheese, no way are you going to be able to cook sausages and mashed potatoes.” Violet stated, before she bumped Matt’s hip with her own and took his place in front of the counter. Matt sat on a dining room chair opposite. Studying her as she got to work. The gender lines were blurring again as Matt could see parts of Jason starting to poke through. Violet instructed Matt to make the instant gravy, as she was positive that he wouldn’t mess that up. They then grabbed their plates and went to Matt’s bedroom, sticking Netflix on while they spread out on the bed and ate. “Why does it always come back to food with us?” Matt laughed as he ate the last bite. Violet just smiled as she finished her food. She took both plates and strutted back to the kitchen. Matt stared at her ass as she moved away. She then grabbed the duvet and pulled it over her waist. Matt did the same, sitting at the opposite end of the bed, covering his lower half. He then grabbed his cigarettes from the ground and lit one before taking a deep drag. “I didn’t think I was your type.” Violet confessed. At this, Matt glanced up. His blue eyes met her brown ones and her statement made his features soften. “Neither did I. It’s just… something about you always pulls me in. I can’t explain it.” Matt stated, taking another drag on his cigarette. “Why did you leave after San Fran?” Violet asked. She was very direct in the way she spoke. Matt wavered at her bluntness. “Yeah, I’m not proud of that. I had just broken up with him and then I awoke to the news that he had got engaged. That was something he always stated that he never wanted. It felt like a punch to the heart and I didn’t know how to handle it. I went home, smoked, cried and I was fine. But, I guess I didn’t want you to see me feeling awful about another man, when I had just had one of the best nights of my life. With you.” Matt glanced up as he confessed what had been making him feel so guilty, only to see Violet lean forward and place a tender kiss on his forehead. She then stroked Matt’s cheek while she kissed him tenderly on the lips. Violet pulled back and sighed. “I’m sorry for being a drunken mess in San Fran.” She confessed. “I’m sorry for being a stoned mess the last time I saw you.” Matt smirked, before reaching forward and tucking a loose strand of Violet’s hair behind her ear. He then pulled her close, being careful to remove her wig piece from atop of her head. He then pulled her hair out of her ponytail before she leant forward and flicked her hair back. Matt found the entire thing extremely erotic and he groaned as he looked down at his crotch. “Why are you groaning?” Violet asked, giggling slightly as she noticed him looking down. “It’s nothing, don’t worry.” He stated, before he pulled her close again and started to kiss her. “It’s not nothing, stop distracting me with kisses and tell me.” Violet demanded, pulling out of Matt’s embrace and looking at him quizzically. “This is so dumb, but ever since you posted that Latex Lucifer video you did I cannot stop thinking about you, and latex, and stomping on me wearing heels, and oh god. This is so embarrassing!” Matt covered his face as he felt as though he was confessing his deepest darkest secrets. Violet just laughed, pulling his hands away from his face before getting up off the bed, and taking her dress off. She kept eye-contact with Matt the entire time, and as the dress fell to the floor, Matt took a deep intake of breath and didn’t move. “Don’t forget to breathe baby.” Violet whispered as she spun around. Who knew, that underneath her tight dress had to be one of the hottest outfits he had ever seen her wear. It wasn’t that it was much different to what she normally wore, especially when she was performing Bettie. It was the fact that it had been hiding under her tight dress all night and Matt couldn’t see it. He felt like she wore it just for him, and that only made him want her more. Violet’s long gloves, that she already had on, now matched with latex corset that hugged her slender body. She wore panties, accept they were also made of latex and had a zipper that started at the base of her spin and came around to the front of her crotch. She wore a translucent body suit that hung low, so it was still invisible under her dress that covered the top of her boy body. Matt could see her nipple ring poking out and it was driving him mad. The outfit was complete with her spiked choker. It was silver in colour, and matched the rest of the outfit. Violet walked over to where Matt was sitting at the edge of the bed, removing the choker and placing it in his hand, before leaning down and whispering. “You are going to fuck me, hard, you are going to make me beg for you. You are going to make me yours.” Violet kneeled in front of Matt before closing her eyes. “Always.” Matt stated, before he took the choker from her, and placed it around her delicate neck. The sex was rough and hard, but tender and loving at the same time. Neither were drunk, and that was something they hadn’t experienced before. Matt was shy, slow, and tentative to what Violet demanded. As soon as Violet’s dick disappeared into Matt’s mouth during foreplay, female pronouns went out of the window, and Matt screamed ‘Jason’ as he came. Jason leaned into Matt’s embrace in post passionate bliss and whispered “Bangers and Smash hey?” before Matt grabbed him and tickled his ribs. “Always.” He repeated, before his lips tackled the younger boys, for round two, of the night. Only this time, it was Matt and Jason.

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Thanks! I’ve only heard great things about him! I’d love to hear stories from anybody who’s met him before!

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Swipe Right (Pearlet) (One-Shot) - Leatwerpenn

This is really short but I wrote it for Scarlet because i’m a sucker for her *Kissy Emoji*

Matt sighed, as he lounged back in his office chair listening to Mrs Davidson rattle on in his earpiece about her insurance claim. Matt had heard it all before. He was an exceptionally good listener after all. It was part of the reason why he enjoyed working for the car insurance firm. People spilled their automotive problems to him over the phone, while he punched the information into the computer. He didn’t mind the job, not at all. The main reason why he liked his job though, was sitting across from him, and was like sunshine on a rainy day, every day, for him. It’s just a shame that Jason seemed to notice everybody but Matt. God damn my inability to talk to cute guys. Matt had confidence issues – He was sure that it stemmed from his low self-esteem as a teenager, due his bad skin and chubby face. However, adulthood was much kinder to him; and at the age of 26 he was now a lean, blonde, tanned, relatively attractive guy with piercing blue eyes that would grab anyone’s attention. It was just a shame that he found it hard to articulate himself around people very well. By people, he mostly means Jason. Jason however, was perfect. Matt had been working for the insurance firm for 5 years now and was a pro at listening to customers and dealing with complaints. No other co-workers had ever drawn him in. Not till Jason. He had only been working at the firm for a few months and since the first day Matt was captivated. Training him had been a struggle. Matt just seemed to stutter like an idiot every time Jason so much as looked at him. As soon as his training was up, Jason started to make his way through the office by flirting with everyone in the department, male or female, apart from Matt. Fuck my life. Matt couldn’t even pinpoint what he liked about Jason so much. He couldn’t decide if it was his slender figure, his fantastic ass, or his deep chocolate eyes. No. It was definitely his long hair that Matt had envisioned himself grabbing while he slammed into Jason’s ass from behind most nights. I repeat… Fuck my life. Matt rested his head on his desk as the customer still continued to ramble on. He replied when required in the politest way possible and when he was finally done with the call, he hung up, sighing as he did so. Just as he sat up and stretched, he noticed Jason was staring directly at him from across the way. Matt didn’t quite know how to act or what to do, so, he just smiled before he had to answer another incoming call. Why am I so fucking awkward? __________________________________________ Staring at the table was what Matt did best when he went out with his friends. He was too socially inept to make small talk. He didn’t know how to flirt. He wasn’t ever sure what time it was socially acceptable to leave. He was still a good listener though. He knew everything about his social circles sex life. It was just a shame he never had much to share about his own. He was bought out of his own thoughts when he felt Jake nudge him. Jake smiled a small smile and handed Matt a beer. Jake was that one friend that just got Matt. He got that he was a tad odd and didn’t function well in social settings. Jake was the guy that usually noticed when Matt had had enough and always provided the perfect excuse for him to leave. Thank god for Jake. Matt glanced up again and was staring at Jason from across the pub. He looked fantastic, as he always did. It was now summer and Jason had been working at the firm for almost 9 months. Jason being Jason always got changed before arriving to the pub for Friday night drinks and he was now sporting the tightest shortest ‘come eat my ass’ shorts that Matt had ever seen him wear. Matt felt like Jason parading around in them was his personal way of driving Matt into an early grave. Matt couldn’t help but stare. Jason looked gorgeous. It was hard not too. Jake nudging him in the shoulder and quietly whispering ‘go get him tiger’ startled him. I wish I could. Matt downed his drink, giving Jake a small smile before grabbing his coat and leaving to spend another night on his own, with only his dog Honey for company. __________________________________________ 10 months since Jason started working at the firm and Matt finally cracked. It was a Saturday night and he couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to either get under or over this crush. Matt was still himself however, and had no idea how to even approach the situation To Jake: Pal, I can’t bare it anymore. I need to confess my crush to Jason. Matt sat back on his bed and put his phone to the side. It vibrated almost immediately. From Jake: Dude it’s about time. Just drop him a casual text. Trust me. It will be fine. Matt sighed as he read the response over and over. Chewing his lip, he hit reply. To Jake: I never even asked him for his number. I am such an idiot. Matt rested his head in his hands. He could feel the frustration building up inside of him. Why am I so shy? Why am I so socially awkward? Why can’t I just tell Jason that I want to take him out to his face? Why am I like this? Matt groaned in frustration and looked down at his crotch. Just thinking about the man with the deep chocolate eyes was getting him excited. He needed someone and he needed them soon. Swiping his phone from his bedside table, he opened up his Grindr app. He rarely used apps because most of the time the guys that he swiped right for never did for him. He hasn’t used the app in a really long time. Lying back on his bed. He continued to swipe through the possibilities, and as if by magic, Jason’s beautiful face was soon beaming at him through the phone. Matt froze. He didn’t know what to do. Do I swipe right? Left? Fuck. Matt gawked at Jason’s photograph for what felt like forever, before groaning, “Fuck it” and swiping right. He immediately shut the app and put his phone under the pillow next to him. __________________________________________ Matt awoke a few hours later. He felt giddy. He had no idea why. Grabbing his phone from under the pillow he noticed that he had 1 new notification on his Grindr app. He could have sworn he felt his heart stop. Opening the app. He saw the alert that informed him that he had 1 new match. The biggest smile spread across Matt’s face as he realised whom he had matched with. From Jason: About time. I have been making eyes at you for months! Matt smiled down at the message and laughed at his own stupidity. To Jason: Thank god. Want to grab a drink? Matt bit his lip nervously as he waited for a response. From Jason: Of course silly! Gimme an hour to get cute. Matt grinned down at his phone. Why have I been worrying for months about talking to him? He is perfect. To Jason: You don’t need an hour. Meet me at the pub as soon as you are ready. Can’t wait gorgeous.

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City of Stars (Chapter 11) - Pearlet

WOW. it has been a while! I am SO SORRY that this has taken so long. And this is a filler chapter! ~runs and hides~

Real life just got in the way, it was exam season, then I went to Japan, then I got engaged, and then everything kind of went crazy. But now, I am back. Chapter 12 wont be posted for at least a week though! I’m sorry!

#leatwerpenn #city of stars #pearlet #pearl liaison #violet chachki #rpdr fanfiction #la la land au #m/m au

I kind of wish people would stop moaning about certain ships being posted. Have a go at writing them yourselves guys. Fun fact: I hadn't written any fic for 9 years till I had read read and re-read every Pearlet fic I could find. Then I wrote my own. You have to respect that some writers don't want to write every ship, or, don't like to read every ship (I can't write trixya for shit but I love reading them, for example) or maybe. Try reading ships that you normally wouldn't. ❤️

If you guys are wanting to read rarer ships, go to the fic challenge tag, there was a fic challenge a while back that had rare pairs written -Vixenhttp://artificialqueens.tumblr.com/tagged/fic+challenge

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BloomingViolets.com (Pearlet) - Leatwerpenn

A/N - Hey guys, so, this was something that I was working on while I was trying to get back on track with Stars. This is an extremely long One-Shot based around the song Violet by Hippo Campus. (I saw a prompt on here a really long time ago to write a fic that included this song. So. Ta Dah!) This is actually based an an asian movie If you can guess the movie we need to become best friends instantly! Enjoy. >.<

BloomingViolets.com See with golden eyes the novocaine, lullaby Matt sat back on his desk chair, sighing loudly. The stack of paperwork in front of him was making him feel depressed. God, when is this going to be over? “Matt, get on with it, I needed that report done like, yesterday. How am I able to give you this next case, if you’re too lazy to close this one? You like your job? Right?” Santino towered over Matt, yapping at him like an annoying dog. Most of the time, he liked to ignore Santino; It made him go red and this vein always seemed to pop out from the side of his face. He made Matt laugh, not intentionally of course. Matt however, had heard about a new and exciting case through the gossip mill, and he wanted in on it. Badly. Am I going to have to eat your ass before you give me something other than boring online betting scandals? He mused. He got his head down and started on the pile of paperwork. Much to his dismay. Matt, was a 26 year old man. Very gay. And very single. It wasn’t that he couldn’t get a partner. He was a one-night stand type of guy, he didn’t like to get attached. His parents were flaky and that was who he chose to blame for his own physiological detachment problems. He was also not ugly, this made random hook-up’s a lot easier. He just walked into a bar and all guys, and some women, fawned over him. His sandy blonde hair was usually styled to appear messy. It was shaved shorter at the sides, which complimented his strong jawline. Out of work, he would describe his style as ‘effortless slob’. In work however, he was always dressed to appear as dapper as he could, given the uniform. Matt’s best feature however, were his sparkling blue eyes. They were a beautiful shade of aquamarine and they sparkled in the light just like the jewel. “You done?” Santino barked. He stood next to Matt’s desk flicking through the papers. Matt studied him as he flicked through his work. He was sporting a frown but was feeling confident. “This is actually really good Matt.” “You sound surprised?” He replied. “I’m impressed.” Santino smirked, and pulled a folder from behind. “This is your next assignment. It’s different to anything you have ever done. One of our biggest cases right now. And we need you to catch her.” “Okay?” Matt stated, raising a quizzical brow at the comment. He took the file from Santino and opened up to the front page. Staring back at Matt was a screen-capture of a website. A beautiful women laid spread out across the front page, her creamy skin exposed. Her waist was tiny and her legs we’re to die for. What caught Matt’s attention though, was her face. She had beautiful golden chocolate eyes which seemed to stare right into the depths of his deep blue oceans. They were hooded, and seemed to hold so much mystery. He was speechless. Matt knew he was gay, but right now, this women had him captivated. Maybe it was the lingerie? He thought ideally. Matt started to flip through the case file, and the little that had already been gathered was quite telling of who this mysterious women was; Name: Violet Chachki (Likely an alias) Age: Unknown (Approx. 18 – 25) Location: Unknown (Suspicion of an eastern time zone location) Website: www.bloomingviolets.com Wanted for: Internet Prostitution. Alleged black market dealings. (Further charges may arise upon investigation) “For now, just find out what you can online. She only comes out to play at night – as far as we know, and you can work from home. I’m switching your shift to nights while you are on the case. I need daily reports though. Got it? Catch her, no matter what. I’m counting on you Matt.” Santino patted Matt’s shoulder and walked away from his desk. Fuck my life. Matt groaned. “And remember, ALWAYS follow protocol!” _________________________________________________________ Reach and crack the sky With an open mouth, peace inside Matt became an officer of the law because he wanted to help people. He liked online crime because, quite frankly, he was lazy. Online cases meant he could do a lot of his work from home. Online evidence was hard to fight with in court, which made his job easier. Some 10 odd years ago, online crime wasn’t even a thing. But now, you could do just about anything online. Betting, robbing, trading illegal substances, and now, apparently prostitution. Matt looked down to his keyboard and typed. B-L-O-O-M-I-N-G-V-I-O-L-E-T-S-.-C-O-M He scoffed at the name and loaded the website. The figure from the screen capture stared back at him. Just like before, the beautiful women stared at him longingly. God, she is pretty. Those golden eyes. Matt tried to enter the website, but noticed that you had to create a profile. To create a profile, you had to link it to various social media sites and an email account. Fuck, she is careful. Matt spent most of the evening re-activating his alias Facebook and Instagram account’s. Luckily - as an officer of internet law, he was required to have all sorts of fake accounts. Linked to other officer’s with fake accounts. He found the whole thing irritating but it was the only way to catch perpetrators. Matt started to enter his “personal”, fake information, into the website. Please choose a screen name – Matt glanced around his small apartment, taking note of his décor. He loved the sea. He collected everything to do with the ocean. His favourite painting caught his attention. P-E-A-R-L. Welcome to Violet Chachki’s page. Matt stared at the video feed in front of him. It was currently paused with the announcement ‘Next live feed in 1 hour’ written across the still paused image. Matt studied the image, taking a screen capture, and printing it. Violet was good. Her background was very non-descript. The room was well lit, with a bed towards the back wall. The bed looked inviting, it was decorated with an array of pillows and blankets, all in different shades of purple. Above the bed hung a large photograph of the women herself. It was a black and white close up, you could clearly see all of the details on her face. She is gorgeous. The rest of the set up was plain. A leather office style chair was just to the side of the camera, with what Matt assumed, was a desk in front of it. The walls were painted a creamy colour. Perhaps a rented property? He couldn’t tell from the photo if it was inside a studio or a private residence. From the left side however, he did notice the change in lighting.

Large windows? Natural lighting? Matt made notes and started to navigate himself through the website. He noticed it had 4 tabs. Home. Videos. Images. Archive. Matt started with the ‘Images’ tab. He printed every photo, making more notes as he went. He noticed most of the photos seemed to be taken in the same location as where her live feed was set up. She wore many different outfits and posed in varying positions on the bed. None topless, or showing too much though – he pondered. Matt selected the ‘Videos’ tab and was greeted with only a handful of videos. He played each one and it was mostly very similar to the photos. Never nude, never showing too much skin. Damn, this might be harder than I thought. He clicked on ‘Archive’ and noticed a schedule for when Violet seemed to go live. She did sessions between 6pm and 3am – and then again from 6am – 8am. She was never consistent in her timings though. Why does she do two sessions? Matt noted down her schedule. He went to his small kitchenette to make himself a coffee and snack. He cracked his back a few times stretching as the coffee brewed. He then changed out of his work uniform and into sweatpants so he was more comfortable. Matt pulled his laptop over to the couch and waited for the live feed to begin. He found himself getting shaky with anticipation. Why am I nervous? Suddenly, the live feed started to move. He noticed that the look of the page also changed. The video grew larger and moved over to one side. Whereas, down the left hand side a text box appeared. At the top of the page he noticed all of the user’s whom were logged on and waiting. Violet Chachki has 389 viewers. The box read. Holy shit she’s popular. Matt sat back and watched the comments section explode. Trixie: OMG wat is she ganna wear. _SH3A: Where you at ho I want my show. FaMe: Violettttttt hurry uppp I need my fix. Matt watched the comments in fascination. Now he understood why this case was so hot. The comments kept coming in. All asking for the beauty to make an appearance. Matt’s eyes focused on the screen. He jumped a little when the women in question sat down on the desk chair. She pulled the chair up close to where the camera was situated, and pulled a keyboard out to sit on her lap. Fuck, she looks adorable. She wore her hair in soft waves around her cute face. A cream and pink coloured negligee-nighty style dress clung to her slim figure. The nightwear had an adorable pink coloured nightgown over the top to give her some coverage. Her make-up was minimal, with a little pink blush and eye shadow to bring the look together. She looked like a Japanese Lolita girl, and Matt was digging it.

She moved so she was sitting cross legged on the chair, and that was when he noticed that she was wearing white lacy knee high socks. She had on a pair of adorable pink fluffy slippers on her feet. Careful now - he warned himself. Violet, very considerately, placed headphones into her ears and moved a microphone over in front of her pink glossy lips. She fluttered her long lashes at the camera before speaking. “Hello everybody. What a lovely Tuesday it has been! I see a total of 9 new users today, so, welcome!” She spoke very clearly and carefully. She had an odd voice though. It sounded deeper than most women, but Matt was kind of digging it. “Now, just so you know how this works. I am going to explain. The first 10 minutes are free for everybody. After that, you must pay 10 dollars per half-hour to view my stream. Every so often, I may perform a private show. These are won on a bidding system, highest bidder wins my time for 10 minutes!” She spoke robotically, reciting the rules and guidelines of the website. Fuck, this shit is expensive. “So… What do you guys want to see from me today?” She asked. Matt glanced to the left hand side of the screen, scanning through the comments. butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Fuck my pussy with a rake mom. Trixie: Show us your outfit! _SH3A: Shut up and get to bidding. FaMe: I got paid today! I can’t wait to get to bidding! Matt continued to read through the comments. Gaysgodie: You are all disgusting faggots. Matt sat and stared at the comment for what felt like minutes. What? Matt went back to looking at the different screen names. He noticed that a lot of the names were female. Wait, was this a lesbian prostitution website? “Oh look guys, our regular troll ‘Gaysgodie’ is here again. Well, this bitch paid $100 this morning to watch me perform a private show. And we all know what goes down in private shows.” Violet said, winking at the camera. Matt was confused. He started to write notes like crazy. He knew that this case was different, but he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “Oh look, Gaysgodie logged off. What a fool!” Violet giggled into the camera. Violet continued to converse with a few of the commenters for a couple of minutes. He noticed that she seemed to have favourites. She spoke about Trixie and someone she referred to as ‘Katya’ a lot. “Alright, hoe’s. We’re going to bid now. As always, this is how bidding works.” Violet moved another laptop down onto her lap. Matt noticed that the look of her page changed again, with a ‘Bid Now!’ box appearing underneath the bottom of the live feed. “The bid will last 30 seconds. You can only go up in 5 dollar jumps! Highest bidder wins! Everybody is eligible to bid today. So good luck!” Violet moved the second computer to her left. “Three, two, one! Bid” Suddenly, the bid screen went live. Matt hit a few buttons on his own laptop to record the process. He needed to understand how it worked so that he could do it at a later time. butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: $10 Trixie: $15 _SH3A: $20 FaMe: $25 Dax: $30 Matt watched in fascination as the total went up and up. A small sound alerted the end of the bidding session. “$275! Jesus!” – Matt exclaimed. “See you guys soon!” Violet winked and the live feed froze again. The comment section also disappeared. The words ‘Be back soon’ were pasted on top of the paused feed. Matt sat back. Studying Violet’s face. He noticed her eye’s the most. The golden brown orbs were mesmerizing. Something about her was really captivating his attention. She seemed so comfortable and confident in front of the camera. He couldn’t understand how someone, who was clearly so intelligent, was wasting their time on internet prostitution. What are you hiding? Matt sat back and continued to stare at Violet’s paused image for what felt like a lifetime. He felt his heart get warmer just staring into her golden eyes. He felt at peace. Careful, Matt. _________________________________________________________ American eyes Cherry cheeks and bloodshot eyes Matt was 3 days into the case. And he was now starting to realise why it was such a tricky one. Violet was VERY careful. She never moved the camera, she never spoke about her personal life, and she was strictly business. The only thing that Matt could muster up was that she must be somewhere in the same time zone as himself. Or, perhaps an hour either way. Matt lived in New York, and finding someone here was like finding a needle in a haystack. He had a feeling she was also in New York. He wasn’t sure why… She just seemed to give off the vibe. Call it a cop’s intuition. It was Friday night, and, instead of going out and partying with his co-workers or friends, he was sitting in front of a laptop; “Investigation: Internet Prostitution”. Fuck my life. Please enter your username. P-E-A-R-L

Please enter your password. V-I-O-L-E-T Welcome to Violet Chachki’s page. Matt sat back and scrolled through his phone, looking at what his friends were up to tonight. He didn’t have many friends, only a few. But they were all he needed. He liked a few of his friend Jake’s Instagram posts when he saw that Violet’s page had gone live. Violet Chachki has 11 viewers. Huh? That’s a drop from the rest of this week. Matt made a note that Friday was her least busy night to date. Violet came into the camera view. She was dressed a little differently than all of the other nights. Today, she wore a long bronzed wig, but had on quite heavy make-up. Her eyes were dusted with tones of deep maroon and orange. Her outfit was much more relaxed. She wore a black bra, and matching panties, with an open white men’s shirt over the top. She wore adorable thigh-high socks and her normal pink fluffy slippers. It was in that moment that Matt noticed how young and vulnerable she looked. How old are you Violet? “Hi everybody! It’s Friday night! Why aren’t you guys out having fun! I always say, never log in on a Friday! Go and get some trade!” Violet giggled into the camera and took a sip of her drink. Trixie: I’m just heading out, just wanted to say hey before I left! butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: coming for you Barbra! Trixie: Katya – stop being crazy! Dax: I’m also just stopping by, I have a Grindr date! >.< butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Trixie, shut your hole. Dax. Be my date! Matt frowned at the comments. Grindr? What? Matt usually didn’t type in the comments. He didn’t want to get involved. But now, with so few people online, he felt like he needed to say something. “Let’s see who is online! Hi Trixie. Katya, have you taken your medication?” Violet raised a brow at the camera and Matt laughed to himself. He had noticed that this ‘Katya’ character was a tad crazy. “Humm, let’s see… Pearl! I haven’t seen you before. Are you new?” Violet stared into the camera, Matt felt like she was looking into his soul. God. Why did you have to be so pretty? Pearl: Hi That’s okay right? Violet started to laugh, really laugh. He thought that the sound was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. Trixie: Hi Pearl! butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Fuck me Pearl! Dax: Hi Pearl, welcome to the insanity. Matt chuckled to himself. “Yay! He types!” Violet clapped her hands in front of her like an excited child. Matt thought it was adorable. Matt then stopped - frowning to himself. Pearl: How do you know I’m a guy? He noticed that Violet frowned into the camera. He glanced to the left and noticed the comments explode. Trixie: Well, none of us are really women are we? butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: oohhhhhhhh Dax: aren’t we all guys??? Why would women be here LOL! Matt sat back confused. He decided not to type back a response. “Okay, I think it’s time to bid! Let’s go!” Matt didn’t participate in the bid, his mind was still a little clouded. So are they not women? Are they men? Perhaps transgender? Or… It was almost like a light was switched on in Matt’s brain. A spark was ignited. Was Violet a man? That would explain why he felt attraction towards her. Matt glanced back at the screen and had noticed that she had gone into a private session with somebody else. Knowing he had some time, he decided to make himself a snack and a drink. He re-read all of his information on her while he waited. Everything seemed to be falling into place. He had googled the name Violet Chachki and had no results back. He knew it wasn’t her real name, but he hadn’t imagined that Violet could have ever not been female. Santino’s head will explode with this news. Matt needed to know. “Hey, we are back!” Violet spoke into the camera. She looked exactly the same as she did before the private session. Matt really did wonder what went on in them. He glanced at the viewer count out of interest. It was nearing 12pm on a Friday. Violet Chachki has 2 viewers. butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Bye bye baby, speak and see you tomorrow. Thanks for the private.

Matt felt his heart speed up. Violet Chachki has 1 viewer. “Well – this is a tad awkward!” Violet giggled. Matt sighed. Pearl: You are awfully pretty. “Thank you, but I’m really nothing special… Not under all of this anyway.” She gestured to her body, and Matt couldn’t help but shake his head. Pearl: I’m sure you’re lovely. Matt was a little stuck on what to say. He didn’t want to outwardly ask for her gender. He felt conflicted. “So, tell me about yourself Pearl. Are you cute?” Violet brought her knee’s up as she spoke. She laid her head sideways and stared at the camera. Pearl: If I was a guy I wouldn’t kick me out of bed. Violet giggled. “Jeez, I bet you are a right heartbreaker.” Pearl: Not intentionally, I just… Nevermind. “It’s okay. I don’t expect you to tell me anything. That isn’t why you are here anyways.” Violet looked down as she spoke. “Well, I guess I’m your cheap date tonight. You will get me for 5 dollars.” She sounded so sad when she spoke. It was a complete contrast to how she spoke in front of her larger audience. This is how I will get to her – Matt thought. But do I want to ‘get her’? Matt felt an internal struggle in his heart and brain. He stared at her features and noticed how broken and tired she appeared. He knew he had a duty, but he really didn’t want her to do anything she didn’t want too. “Okay – Let’s start the bid then.” Violet’s website transformed into its bidding interface and Matt nervously punched the amount in. Pearl: $5 The screen didn’t wait for the normal 30 seconds; instead, Matt was taken straight into the private screening session. It looked the same as the open one, except you couldn’t see any other users. The background on the webpage also changed to a deep red. Matt attempted to take a screen capture, but he didn’t have the heart to do it. Instead. He just sat and watched Violet. “So, what do you want me to do? We haven’t worked together before, so I’m not sure what you would like to see. Most guys want me to touch myself? Is that what you want Pearly?” Violet spoke seductively into the microphone. All Matt wanted to do was to tell her to stop. Pearl: No, I just… I dunno… “You paid your money. You are entitled to whatever you want.” Violet spoke carefully. Pearl: Honestly, you are so beautiful… all I want to do is look at you.

That was when Matt noticed the change to Violet’s page. Suddenly, he could see that his own camera had gone live. Luckily for Matt, he had previously put tape over the camera out of fear that someone might ever want to spy on him. Matt let go of his dick and stared at the screen in confusion. He reached for the keyboard to type when he heard Violet speak. “C’mon Pearly. I will give you a better time if I get to see you.” Violet was still fingering her hole. Only now, he noticed that her dick was starting to become harder. Fuck protocol. Matt angled his laptop screen down so that she wouldn’t be able to see his face. He then ripped off the tape from his camera and took a hold of his dick once more. “Yes!” Violet moaned. Her moaning only spurred Matt on more, and he continued to pump his dick. Up and down. Matt’s pumps soon gained a rhythm that matched Violet as she moved her fingers in and out of herself. He also discovered that she was now fully erect also. He could feel his balls starting to tighten, so he slowed down a little to admire Violet in her most vulnerable state. She looked beautiful. He noticed that her lips were parted slightly with the nape of her neck on show. Matt wanted nothing more than to kiss her neck right now. His eyes moved down her stunning body and stopped on her dick and ass. She looked painfully hard and it only stirred him on more. “Come for me Pearly.” Violet whispered seductively, and that was the final straw for Matt as he blew his load all over himself. He noticed that soon after, Violet came apart. Writhing on the bed as her cum dribbled down her length and onto her hand. Fuck. What did I do? Matt got up and stumbled away from his laptop. He suddenly felt much more sober. He cleaned himself up and put a new piece of tape over his camera. As he sat down in front of his laptop, Matt noticed that the private session had ended, and his camera screen had now disappeared. Violet Chachki has 1 viewer. Matt stared at the viewer icon while he waited for Violet to re-appear. He noted mentally that she was taking far longer than she had before when she has exited privates. Soon, she re-appeared, with just a loose kimono style nightgown wrapped around her petite body. “Hey, sorry. That doesn’t usually happen.” Violet spoke very daintily and carefully. Matt was certain she looked unsure of herself. Pearl: What do u mean? Matt felt his heart speed up as he awaited a response. “I don’t usually come when I’m on camera. I just show what people want to see. I never get off.” Matt just stared at her on the screen. He didn’t know what to say. “Fuck! No! I didn’t mean that I just… I have to go.” Suddenly, her screen was blank and Matt had never felt more confused. Who are you Violet? _________________________________________________________ Violet, trying to start your riot Time to get on with it and go So the world will always know Last night was blurry. Matt remembered going out. He remembered drinking. But after that… He could only put bits and pieces together of what happened. He remembered going on camera to Violet. She had officially seen his cock. Strangely, that didn’t bother him. Violet seemed to cause Matt to feel things that he didn’t even know he could feel. The only thing that bothered him was that he was stupid enough to have done it on his company laptop. God I’m an idiot. It was now 10am. Matt was standing in the computer shop, staring at laptops. This was the last place he wanted to be on a Sunday. However, if he wanted to talk to Violet the way he wanted too, he couldn’t do it on his work issued computer. He could feel beads of sweat starting to build on the back of his neck. He hadn’t owned his own computer in years. He has always managed to sponge one from work.

I’m so stupid – He thought. Of all of the scenario’s he imagined buying his own laptop, he didn’t think it would be this one. Even though he had taken the plunge and bought the laptop. He hadn’t had the courage to set it up. In fact, he hadn’t done much of anything for the remainder for his Sunday. He was afraid to log into his work laptop, out of fear that they would find out what he had done. Additionally, he didn’t want to set up his new laptop because then he would want to log into Violet’s site. He wouldn’t be able to use his police alias, in case it ever got back to him, and then he would get into even more trouble. The entire situation was a mess, and Matt hated it. Monday morning rolled around much quicker than he would have liked, and once again, he was sitting in front of Santino, giving him an update. Only this time, he had barely anything new to report. “Matthew, I gave you this case because I thought you would be the man to crack it. Perhaps I should give it to someone else.” Matt felt his heart speed up. No – if Santino gives the case to someone else, they might find her and arrest her. “No, I’m sorry. This has just been an off week. I will 100% catch Violet.” Matt looked Santino dead in the eye. He felt sick as he spoke. “Fantastic, then you are dismissed. And remember…” “Always follow protocol – Yes Sir.” Matt nodded his head at Santino and left the office. _________________________________________________________ Violet, you and your fucked up riot It’s time to get on with it and go So the world will always know Wednesday rolled round fairly quick. Matt had been grabbing screen-captures of Violet whenever he could. Monday and Tuesday’s were always so busy though. He never won a bid. He wasn’t exactly trying to win at the same time, he knew as soon as he won, he would have to get the money shot, and god did he not want to do that. Everything is so fucked up. Tonight however, his friends were dragging him out to get drunk, and hopefully - laid. Matt was so focused on Violet that he hadn’t realised that it had been a really long time since he had been intimate with anybody. Matt was hoping that being able to blow off some steam, literally, would help him get back to being focused on the case. Matt poured himself a glass of wine as he logged into Violets site. After last time, he knew he shouldn’t drink on the job, but fuck it. He was going out in an hour, and if he didn’t already have one drink down him, he would never hear the end of it from Jake. Matt glanced at the familiar computer screen again.

Matt just sat back and waited for Violet to appear. The chat went fairly quiet and nobody was really saying anything of interest. Matt’s police instinct took over slightly, so he grabbed a screenshot of the chat and printed it, just in case his intuition turned out to be correct. Minutes later, Violet appeared. Matt felt his features soften at seeing her. She didn’t look much different. He noticed that her make-up didn’t seem as tidy, but apart from that, she still looked perfect to him. Violet placed her headset on her head and tucked her legs under herself. “Morning bitches.” She then seemed to stop and stare at the computer screen, a frown gracing her features. Matt bit his lip, frozen. “Pearl, why are you here?” Violet asked, very directly. She sounded angry which startled him. Pearl: Because I pay subscription? Matt wasn’t sure what else he was supposed to say. He sat back and waited, tapping his foot. “Pearl is a first time customer for morning sessions so he get’s this private. Sorry ‘bout it.” Violet spoke so direct and robotically, much like how she did when he first encountered her. Matt found it extremely odd. Suddenly, he was pulled into the private screen without entering any kind of bid. What is going on? “You idiot, why are you here in the morning? What the fuck are you doing?” Violet’s nostril’s flared as she spoke. Matt had never seen her so pissed off. Matt ensured that the tape was over his camera before he started to type. Pearl: I wasn’t aware that I couldn’t log on during the day? What is your deal? Matt breathed heavily while he watched her reading his response. “You can’t be here during the day. These guys, they are a different crowd to the night bunch. They want…” Violet looked down as she spoke. Matt noticed how broken she looked. He was confused. Pearl: Talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong? Matt felt his heart break as he watched a tear slip down her face. “These guys… they just want different things than the night crowd. I do different things… I provide different services. I wish I could explain but I really shouldn’t. I know the cops are after me. I bring in a lot of money for doing stuff that I shouldn’t. Someone in New York is after me because my security systems have alerted me to it.” Violet was picking at her nails as she spoke. At the mention of the police, Matt felt his heart stop. “Just, don’t log on during the morning okay? I don’t want you to think of me as the bad guy.” Violet looked up, staring directly into the camera. Matt felt tear’s pricking at his eyes at the sight of her so sad. Pearl: I could never think you are a bad person Violet. Just lost, or maybe desperate. We all do questionable stuff when we are desperate. Just, be careful. Okay? Matt could see his hands visibly shaking as he typed. “I always am. Do you mind logging off as soon as you leave this session?” Pearl: Of course. See you later. “Bye Pearl.” Pearl: Bye Beautiful x Matt logged off and sat back, running his hand over his face in exasperation. Fuck, what else is she doing online? _________________________________________________________ Clean the sea you’ll see The sky is lost in the company Matt knew he was in trouble. As soon as he arrived at work, there was a note on his desk, asking him to see Santino. IMMEDIATLY. Matt gulped as he sat in front of Santino. He nervously tapped his foot in anticipation.

“Matthew, I gave you the Violet case because I thought you would be the one to crack it. Now however, I am not so sure.” Santino rose and moved over to sit on the desk, next to Matt. “I swear Santino – I really am trying. I am so close to cracking it.” Matt could feel the sweat building on his brow as he spoke. He knew, that as soon as the case was handed to someone else, that they would be able to figure out that Violet wasn’t a women, and that he had been keeping that from them. “It’s not good enough Matthew.” Santino spoke sternly, narrowing his eyes at him. Matt gulped. Fuck, just give him a crumb. “Santino – Just let me have longer. Look, here is some information I have gathered just over the past few days! I swear, I think I’m close!” Matt shakily handed over the case file of what he had on Violet so far. Or, at least what Santino thought Matt had on her so far. Fuck. Matt began to nervously bounce his leg up and down again while Santino flicked through the case file. “Interesting.” Santino stated. “But still, not enough. I’m going to bring Detective Donigan on the case to work with you. That way, we should have enough evidence by the weeks end.” Santino sounded cold as he spoke. The weeks end! “What? no! We will need more time! Trust me, she isn’t an easy one to crack.” Matt felt like he was fighting a losing battle. The only thing he could think about now was running home as fast as he could to tell Violet to get away from her website and never look back. “I know this, which is why I thought I’d put my best men on it. Now, take this case file to Detective Donigan and please brief him on everything you have gathered thus far. You will both operate at separate times, this way, we can watch her almost all of the time. Goodbye Matthew.” Santino got up and held his office door open to Matt. He quickly snatched the case file off the table and marched out of Santino’s office. Fuck Donigan. I need to get home. Matt put the case file through the shedder, grabbed his jacket, and ran home as fast as his legs could carry him. _________________________________________________________ American eyes See good on earth and truth in lies As quickly as Matt could, he made his way home to his apartment. When he got home however, he realised it was only 3pm, hours before Violet was due to log in. For the next few hours, Matt busied himself destroying all of the evidence that he had gathered on Violet. The only thing left was his laptop, which was going to be the most challenging to wipe. Matt did some research on his own laptop, trying to find places that would be able to take care of it for him. But, he was failing with no such luck.

Matt’s heart was racing, he could feel sweat building up on his brow in anticipation. The possibility of losing the bid was killing him. He waited until the final possible second before submitting is final bid. Pearl: $75 He then sat back and glared at the screen. Praying that he would be the final bid. He glanced at the countdown and noticed that it had 1 second left till it would be over. Oh no. Milk: $80 Milk has entered a private session with Violet Chachki. “NO!” Matt yelled, grabbing the laptop and throwing it at the wall opposite. Everything is over. All of the possible scenarios were running through his head at Olympic speed. What if Milk caught her straight away? What if she was convicted and put in prison? What if he was called to testify? What if he ended up in prison too? Matt couldn’t take it and he broke down. Tears were flowing like waterfalls and he didn’t know what to do. In times of crisis, he often went to his friends. But how could he possibly explain any of this to his friends? Matt was lost. Once his breathing returned to normal. He stomped back over to where his laptop had fallen and opened it up. He was at least going to try and warn Violet. He knew that as soon as Donigan had the evidence, he would track her location and she would be put under arrest. He would need to warn her straight away. Matt was shaking while he waited for her to be done with her private. Strangely, as soon as he logged back in, he noticed he was the only person online, and the session was already over? Pearl: Hey, I need to talk to you. Can you put us into a private? Matt knew he sounded desperate. But he has asked to talk to her privately twice now, surely she would realise that what he needed to say was important? Violet looked like she has been crying when she finally made eye contact. Her make-up was running slightly and her nose was red. Pearl: Hey, are you okay? The seconds Matt waited felt like minutes of silence. Pearl: Vi? Answer me. Go into a private now. She still didn’t respond. She looked so broken. Fuck, did she know? Matt then noticed the bid screen go live, only this time, he didn’t even have to submit a bid before he was taken to the private screen. Pearl: Violet, I have to ask you, did you take your clothes off, and show your body to that Milk person? Matt sat back and awaited a response. Violet still wasn’t moving. “I’m such an idiot. Detective Matthew James Lent.” Violet’s voice broke as she spoke the last part, and Matt’s brain froze. He didn’t know what to do or what to say. He just kept staring at her, speechless. Knowing that she knew who he was, he ripped the tape off of his camera and showed his face for the first time. Violet’s brow crossed and he swore she looked even sadder than before. Matt then turned his microphone on and asked: “Can you hear me?” Matt’s voice was shaky. He was so afraid. “Yes.” She whispered. “Violet, I am so sorry. And I would love to explain to you who I am and why this is so messed up. And I would love to know how you figured me out. But, I cant right now because I fear that you are not safe.” Matt explained. Choosing his words very carefully. He didn’t want to upset her any further. “What do you mean?” Violet queried. “Your last private? I have suspicion that Milk was a detective. Meaning, if you exposed yourself on camera, that he may have taken evidence, and it could be enough to arrest you.” “Oh.” She didn’t even seem phased. Matt’s brow knit in confusion. “No, I didn’t, he was just asking about any new customers whom I have been getting close to. That’s when it all kind of clicked that you were the original officer sent to arrest me. His time ran out – obviously, he didn’t do his research and didn’t realise that he only had 10 minutes. As soon as he logged off I banned his username, like I always do, when anyone is suspicious.” Violet explained. “Thank god. You are safe. For now, but you must stop Violet. I have destroyed all evidence on you, so they will have to start from scratch. But, they will send in as many officers as they need to catch you.” Matt felt his heart breaking for her. “I cant though, I need the money and I don’t know what else to do with myself.” Violet hugged her knees to her chest, as tears started to fall. “God I wish I could comfort you.” Matt breathed, not realising what he said. “I wish you could too.” She replied. “You know I can’t log into the website anymore right?” He stated. “I know.” Her voice sounded so small and tiny. He had never seen her look so vulnerable. “Violet, be safe okay. You are clearly intelligent if you found out who I was before I found out your real name. Please, use that intelligence. God, you would make a fantastic cop.” Matt laughed to himself at the irony. He noticed that she cracked a small smile. “Are you on your work computer?” She asked. “Yeah, why?” He responded. “God, you are so dumb. They could be recording this entire conversation. I was going to tell you my real name, but I can’t. I need to keep myself safe Matt.” Her lip quivered. “So, this is goodbye?” He asked. He hadn’t even thought that they could be recording all of his interactions with her remotely

Fuck, I’m doomed. “I guess. Goodbye Pearl.” Violet’s eyes were watery again. “Goodbye Violet, you are the most beautiful person I have ever had the pleasure of getting to know.” Matt could feel his own eyes starting to water. Not wanting to end on a sad note. He winked at the camera and she giggled. He then pressed and held the power button before the computer turned off. As soon as that was done, he walked into the kitchen and placed the computer on the floor, before grabbing a hammer from under the sink and smashing it into pieces. Matt laid back on the tiles and cried for what felt like days. _________________________________________________________ Violet, time to start your riot Time to get on with it and go So the world will always know Matt could hear the sirens as he laid on the kitchen floor. The past few hours were a blur. After Matt composed himself, he bounced straight into action. He then ran from his apartment as quickly as he could, dumping his laptop into the river on his way to the bar. He picked a fight with a butch looking bear-type and proceeded to get punched in the face numerous times. Then hurried back to his apartment and trashed it. Making it look like a burglary. He then laid on the floor, and phoned the police. Weeping into his phone. “This is detective Lent. I have been robbed, please send someone.” This is the biggest lie that Matt has ever told. But, what calmed him was that at least it would be his last. Matt was then escorted into an interview room. Santino stood over him with a frown on his face. “They only took your work laptop? And some jewellery that was on you? Isn’t it weird that they didn’t take your other computer?” Santino questioned. Matt’s heart sank at this realisation. “My other laptop wasn’t in view. I think they just didn’t see it. “Do you think it has something to do with the case?” Detective Donigan asked. Matt frowned at Donigan. “No, it wasn’t Violet. She has slim build. This man was big and bulky.” Matt hoped that they believed him. Of course, they would never find the culprit. “We can check the buildings security cameras. But you said they came through the window?” Santino questioned. “Yeah, they did, and they left through the window too.” Matt lied. “Or, at least I think they did, I was fairly zoned out by that point.” Matt explained, as he removed the ice pack from his face, which was starting to turn 10 shades of purple with the bruises that were forming. “Okay, well, I think it goes without saying that you are off the Violet case Matthew.” Santino crossed his arms as he spoke. “I figured.” Matt sighed. “You don’t seem too fussed, before, you seemed so desperate to stay on it.” Santino stated. “I’ll be honest Santino. This case has made me realise that perhaps, the police, or being a detective, isn’t my calling. Perhaps I was meant for something different.” Matt glanced at Santino, who just looked confused. “So, I am handing in my resignation as of today.” Matt handed the envelope to Santino, and he snatched it from Matt’s hand. “Fine, you can leave. Best of luck. And we will keep you updated on the robbery.” Santino left the room leaving Matt alone with Donigan. “You found out everything about her. Right Matt? That’s why you are giving up the case so easily?” Donigan questioned. “Not everything, but enough to not want to catch her.” Matt explained, with tears in his eyes. He then stood, and left the room. “Donigan, be kind if you do find her. She’s just trying to make ends meet. Like we all are.” Matt said, before turning quickly on his heels and leaving. Matt wondered who Violet was every single day. He even searched for her website, to find it no longer existed. This made Matt extremely happy, but sad at the same time. He then wondered, where was she? What was she doing if it wasn’t working online? He tried looking for the golden chocolate eyed beauty everywhere he went. Every time he went to get his computer fixed, he hoped he would bump into her. Every time we went out to find a hook-up, he hoped it would be her. Every time he scrolled through Grindr, he hoped he would match with her. He never found her though. Over the next year, he set about re-constructing his own life. He now worked in a youth hostel. Helping young kids find their own way. He loved it. He always told each of the kids that he got to work with, that he started working in the hostel because of “one kid that got away that he couldn’t help”. Every day, his boss would tell him. “You can’t save them all Matthew, you need to let go.” He couldn’t though. He didn’t know if he would ever let go of not thinking about Violet. He loved working with young people though. It wasn’t nearly as demanding as being a cop, and on weekends, he even had the chance to get back into art. He was now selling portraits online and he was happy. The only thing that still haunted him was not knowing what happened to Violet. _________________________________________________________ Violet, you and your fucked up riot It’s time to get on with it and go So the world will always know A year and a half had passed, and Matt was finally starting to get over Violet. He still thought about her, always keeping an eye out for her beauty. But, she didn’t consume him anymore. He had started to hook up with random guys again, and this made his friends happy. Jake stood next to him in the club, with one arm slung around him. It was Jake’s birthday, and he was fairly wasted. Matt however, was only 2 drinks in and still felt fairly sober. “It’s my birthday Matty… We have to get you to go home with someoneeee.” Jake whined, handing Matt a shot as he did so. “No, we have to get YOU to go home with someone. C’mon.” Matt grabbed Jake’s hand and dragged him over to the bar. “I’ll be your wingman – anyone tickle your fancy.” He asked, scanning the club. Jake’s eyes were glazed over slightly. “I dunno, what about him?” Jake stated, pointing to a slim guy with dark hair. He was slightly tanned and dressed with heavy influence of 90s grunge. “He is cute, go talk to him.” Matt nudged. “I dunno, I think he may be option B because that cutie over there has totally got my attention.” Jake stated, nudging Matt in the shoulder and pointing over to a different guy. Matt froze. He felt the hairs stand up on the back of his head, as he stared at the guy from across the club. He wore his hair up in a bun, with a cute white t-shirt and floral printed shorts. He finished his outfit with a pair of adorable pink glasses. Matt’s mouth went dry as he stared. It was the man’s features however, that had him captivated. He had a long pointed nose that lead down to the most delicious looking lips. Matt couldn’t see the man’s eyes under his glasses, but he would bet they were golden brown. Jake nudged him out of his daydream and the words that left his mouth were sobering. “I think I’m going to go and buy him a drink.” Jake stated, as soon as he went to walk away, Matt grabbed his arm and pleaded Jake with his eyes. “Please don’t.” Matt begged, Jake’s brow creased in confusion. “Why not? He’s a cutie!” Jake pouted in protest. Matt had told Jake about Violet once, it was just after he had quit his job and he felt vulnerable after a night of shots. Jake had never brought it up since. “Because, he isn’t cute. He is beautiful, and I need to go and tell him.” Matt stated, before he moved over to the bar. He could hear Jake yelling his name behind him but he didn’t care. He needed to know if the man standing across the bar, whom he had not stopped thinking about for the past year and a half, was in fact Violet Chachki. “Umm I hate to be so forward, but, you are gorgeous and I wanted to ask if you would like a drink.” Matt was staring at his feet as he spoke, he was afraid to look up. “Sure, can I have a vodka and diet coke?” he replied, Matt knew that voice. He would recognise it from anywhere. He finally glanced up just as he was removing his glasses from his face. He tucked them into the collar of his shirt and Matt felt a heat burn in his pants. “Thank you. Matt.” He smiled, and Matt could have sworn his heart exploded with happiness. As quickly as he could, he grabbed the man’s face and kissed him with more passion than he had ever kissed anyone before. They kissed for what felt like a lifetime, before Matt broke away and whispered; “I finally found you.” He kissed the man again, only this time, much more tenderly. “What on earth is your name?” Matt begged. “Jason. Jason Dardo.” The man replied, holding his hand out for Matt to shake. Matt took it and shook it carefully. He then brought Jason’s hand to his mouth, and kissed it tenderly. “Beautiful.” He said again. “Wanna’ get out of here?” He asked. “Fuck yes.” Jason replied. _________________________________________________________ You go go go You go go go Matt kicked the door closed to his apartment as he pushed Jason up against the wall. Jason was moaning into Matt’s mouth and it was driving him insane. Matt could feel Jason’s erection against his own crotch and it only spurred him on more. “Wait a sec, I wanna play you something.” Matt said, kissing down Jason’s neck. “What is it?” Jason asked, holding Matt’s hand as he dragged him over to his stereo. Jason laughed at Matt slightly and Matt frowned. “Why are you laughing?” Matt said, while he placed a CD into the stereo. “You still have CD’s. Fuck, you are old.” Jason laughed as he spoke and Matt found it adorable. “Don’t act like you aren’t digging it.” He stated, winking at Jason as he said it. He then stepped towards Jason as he started to kiss him again. “For the past year and a half, I would listen to this song. I feel like it summed you up so perfectly. And, whenever I would listen to this song, I would think about how good you would feel around me. Are you ready?” Matt whispered seductively into Jason’s ear as he spoke to him. Jason could feel his whole body starting to tingle. “Fuck yes I’m ready.” Jason stated, just as the opening guitar riff started to play in the song. Jason then pulled back and looked at Matt, smiling. “No fucking way!” “What?” Matt asked, still kissing Jason’s neck. He was now pulling Jason’s top over his head. “I called myself Violet because of this song.” Jason stated, looking down. Matt then took Jason’s chin in his hand and forced him to look at him. “Then that explains why you are so perfect Pumpkin.” “Jason just stared, while Matt continued to trail kisses down his torso. He was gentle until Jason was begging for more. It was only then that Matt let him truly have it. He was putty in Matt’s hands and he loved it. Jason stripped the rest of his clothes off so that he was completely nude. He noticed Matt’s dick at this point, making a tent in his pants and wanted nothing more than to make him feel good. He pushed Matt over to the bed and climbed on top of him. His kisses were still slightly nervous as he was still learning how Matt liked to be kissed. Jason turned around so that his asshole was right near Matt’s face. Matt smirked as Jason took all of Matt’s length into his own hot mouth. Matt moaned at the contact, hissing as Jason moved his mouth up and down his shaft. Matt hadn’t been blown in a really long time, and he was afraid that he might blow his load too early. Jason didn’t care though, and he pumped Matt’s dick with his mouth, moving up and down, over and over. “Fuck.” He moaned, before he shot his load inside Jason’s mouth. Jason swallowed every gulp, before pushing himself up slightly so that Matt could start to open him up. “I’m assume you are the bottom in this situation?” Matt asked. Jason laughed slightly before replying. “Do I look like I have ever topped anything in my life?” He laughed at Jason’s honesty in such a vulnerable moment. Matt couldn’t help but feel like they had done this before. Maybe, he had dreamt about this so much it was although they had made love a million times. Matt continued to open Jason up, inserting one finger to begin with, and then more. Jason moaned in pleasure at the feeling. He could feel his dick hardening as Matt continued to fuck him with his fingers, so he just moaned in pleasure as a response. He felt Matt move behind him on the bed, and could feel the familiar feeling of cold lube around his asshole. He turned to look at Matt as he placed a rubber over his length. Jason thought Matt looked perfect. His eyes were mesmerising and he was definitely the most handsome man he had ever seen. Jason felt like he had hit the jackpot. Soon, Matt was pressing his dick into Jason’s asshole and he swore he saw stars. Matt started to pound into him. Hard and fast, just the way he liked it. Matt rammed into Jason as hard as he could. He soon found his prostate, and kept tapping at it over and over, which was making Jason make the most animalistic noises. Jason came fairly quickly, shooting his load all over the bed sheet below. Matt took a little longer, and he flipped Jason around so that he was facing him. He kissed Jason tenderly as he entered Jason over and over. Jason reached underneath Matt and inserted a finger into Matt’s hole. This was what Matt needed and he soon reached his own orgasm. Moaning Jason’s name over and over again. “I am so glad we found each other.” Matt whispered, while he trailed circles around Jason’s nipple ring. “Same.” Jason agreed, kissing Matt tenderly. “I don’t feel like a fucked up riot, now that I have found you.” He whispered, taking Matt’s hand in his own. “We can be fucked up together? We have so much to talk about. But, we have the rest of our lives to figure all that shit out.” Matt said, stroking Jason’s cheek as he looked into his eyes. They kissed, and made love for the second time that night. And they were both right. They had from now until forever to figure it out. You go go go You go go go Song: Hippo Campus – Violet.

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Please Put your Toad in my Hole (Pearlet) - Leatwerpenn

Hello Darlings!

I am SO SORRY. I have been rubbish lately. I actually wrote this on the plane on the way to Japan. However, life seemed to catch up with me and I just forgot to post it!

I am having major issues with City of Stars at the moment! Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten about it! It is all written, but I feel like some scenes are missing and I’m unhappy with it, therefore, its not getting posted yet! Sorry!!!

This is the long awaited PREQUEL to ‘Be a Burrito with Me’ AKA, the ‘One Night Stand.’

I am writing all of these so that they COULD be read as One-Shots, however, if you would like to read the next part, go HERE.

Not many warnings for this. Its fairly fluffy. Obviously, sex is going to occur!

Enjoy! >.<

Please Put Your Toad In My Hole. Pearl smoked her blunt while she sulked at the side of the club. She was supposed to be here with her friend. Her friend was supposed to be cheering her up. Making her feel good about herself again. Instead, she was prancing around the club in barely anything. Driving Pearl insane. God, why did she have to look so good tonight? She thought. She was trying her hardest to feel herself and the music. She was dressed in what she thought, was one of her best looks lately. She wasn’t sure why, but she was really into challenging more a hippy and relaxed look. She had adjusted her makeup to make it look more blended and natural. Although, she still felt draggy because of the cute jewels she had added to make her bright blue eyes which seemed to make them appear more magical. She thought she looked adorable. Plus, now that she wasn’t wearing everything from American Apparel, it meant she barely had to tuck. Motherfucking-bonus. Pearl was also, really enjoying San Francisco. She was enjoying the vibe. She like the people, and of what she was experiencing of the nightlife, she was enjoying that too! She found it ironic that although Violet was ditching her at this moment in time, she still felt happier than she had in a while. Break-ups were always hard. But this time, Pearl thought she had found ‘the one.’ Instead, she found a salty letter left on her bed. And once again, just like every other guy, she found herself packing up and moving back to New York. Pearl wanted to pull some random stranger more than anything. However, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Instead, she was staring at Violet’s amazing ass, imagining what her dick would look like pounding into it. She took another drag of her blunt, and groaned. Fuck my life. She had been invited to DJ at a party tonight. A few blunts ago she would be able to tell you who it was for, but now everything was becoming more hazy. Pearl had invited Violet a few days ago. For some reason, she felt nervous when she hit the send button. Pearl hadn’t reached out to Violet, or Matt to Jason, for a while. They had both been touring, or busy with their own lives - and their paths just hadn’t crossed. It was only while they were flirting on the plane that Matt really looked at Jason. Really looking at him, and realised how gorgeous he was. How am I this dumb to not notice him sooner? Pearl moved back over to the DJ booth to carry on playing her set. She was swaying her hips from side to side, drinking as she did. She was having a good night. She even went down to take some pictures with a few fans that had gathered. She wished Violet would come back though, so that she could have an even better night. She wanted nothing more than to drink and dance with her close friend. A while ago, she sauntered off, drink in hand, to explore the mansion where the party was taking place. Pearl glanced down at her phone to look through Violet’s Instagram story. A small smile graced her lips as her eyes focused on how beautiful Violet looked tonight. A while later, she noticed Vi from across the room. She looked even more breath-taking than the last time she saw her. Pearl couldn’t understand how it was even possible for someone to be so painfully pretty. Her makeup was painted to perfection. Her signature blue eyed look really made her doe eyes pop, and Pearl loved it. Her outfit however, was what got people talking. Her lingerie was stoned with hundreds of small silver crystals. Under the club lights, she was shining like a precious diamond. Layered over the top, was a beautiful blush pink translucent robe. She had it synched in, to make her signature tiny waist pop. Her legs went from the floor right up to her ass, and they looked beautifully creamy and smooth. Pearl couldn’t take her eyes off of her. Violet was sipping drinks as she conversed with others. She danced a little, and drank some more. Pearl could feel herself getting tipsy as she sipped on her own beverage, but Violet. She was something else. Pearl giggled to herself as Violet stumbled slightly in her heels on the dance floor. Pearl knew that Jason loved a drink. But Violet, she usually tended to stay fairly sober when she was in drag. Pearl however was digging slightly drunk Violet. She seemed fun. Violet locked eyes with Pearl from across the club and Pearl beckoned her over with her finger. Violet moved across the dance floor, shaking her bum in time to the music as she did. When she reached the booth, Pearl took her hand and helped her up. “Where have you been Pumpkin?” Pearl asked. “Gettin’ drinks, makin’ friends.” Violet replied sassily, rolling her eyes slightly. Pearl felt her dick stir in her pants. Fuck, I would love to bend you over. You would have nothing to roll your eyes about. Pearl smirked and moved back over to her set-up. She changed the song and moved her hips as she did so. She noticed that Violet had her phone out again and was taking a video of them. Pearl moved over to Violet and leant over her shoulder so that they could take pictures. Pearl smiled to herself as Violet added more selfies to her Instagram story. Violet leaned over and took a sip of Pearls drink. Pearl took the drink back from Violet and took her own sip. Violet was smirking at her. “What is up with you? Do I have something on my face?” Pearl asked. “You’re pretty.” Violet beamed, and Pearl smirked at her. “Your mouth would look pretty around my dick.” Pearl challenged. Violet seemed to choke on air and Pearl laughed. She then leaned in and kissed Violet on the cheek. “Just teasing Pumpkin.” Pearl then moved back over to her set up and continued to sway to the music. Behind her, she didn’t notice the look of sadness on Violet’s face as she downed the remainder of her own drink, and Pearl’s. It was nearing the end of the night, and as much as Pearl had tried to pace herself, she was now feeling well and truly fucked. She hadn’t drunk much, but she did share a fair amount of blunts with some fans. Then, she decided to do a line in the bathroom while Violet was flirting with some guy. Pearl was telling herself that she did it because she wanted to, and because it was fun. If she really thought about it, she might admit that she did it to give herself some confidence to try and hit on Violet. Why did she have to look so delicious? Violet kissed her new friend on the cheek and attempted to stroll back over to where Pearl was. She tripped slightly on the way, and Pearl reached forward to grab her. “Hey, are you okay?” Pearl asked. “I think so. I’m just drunk. Take me to the hotel?” Violet spoke the last part so quietly that Pearl was sure she misheard her. Violet’s eyes told her otherwise though. She looked like a puppy begging for a treat. Pearl didn’t say anything as she took Violet’s hand and guided her out of the club. Luckily, Pearl had already said her goodbyes and thanks to the organisers of the evening when she was sober. Hailing a taxi, Pearl held the door open and Violet crawled into the back seat. She pulled Pearl in and rested her head on her shoulder. “How are you not drunk?” Violet asked, slurring her words. “I am.” Pearl breathed, turning to look at Violet. “If I was sober, I wouldn’t have the balls to do this.“ Pearl grabbed Violet’s face and kissed her passionately. Violet seemed surprised at first, but she soon got used to the sensation and opened up her mouth so that Pearl could explore with her tongue. Violet knew that Pearl wasn’t tucked, so she started to move her hand up towards Pearl’s crotch. “Fuck.” Pearl hissed between kisses as Violet’s hand came into contact with Pearls dick. The taxi stopped and they both crawled out. They were barely inside the hotel before both were on another once more. When they reached Violet’s door, she quickly unlocked it before pulling Pearl inside. Pearl was first to kick off her shoes. Violet slipped her robe off and threw it over a chair. Pearl approached Violet once more, kissing her fiercely. She trailed kisses down Vi’s jaw and onto her chest. While she kissed her, she tugged on Violet’s hair, moving her wig slightly as she did. Violet grabbed Pearl’s hat and hair and pulled both off quickly. She smirked at Pearl’s lack of bobby pins before pushing her down onto the bed. “Put your toad in my hole.” She giggled. Pearl burst into laughter, rolling to the side clutching her waist. Violet stood in a huff, with her hand placed on her hip.

“Why are you laughing at me?” Violet pouted and frowned at Pearl, who was laughing so much her face jewels started to fall off. Pearl stood up, moving over to Violet, holding her by her waist. “I have no idea what you are even saying Pumpkin.” Pearl grinned at Violet, tucking a few loose strands of her hair behind her ear. “I don’t know! I’m drunk! And hungry, and when I was in the U.K they had this sausage based food with a batter pudding thingy and I swear it was called ‘toad in the hole’ and now I’m hungry and why are you looking at me like that?” Violet rambled while Pearl just continued to stare. “You’re perfect.” Pearl said, gripping the sides of Violet’s face and kissing her with force once more. Violet tugged at Pearl’s outfit, stripping her down till she was barely Pearl anymore. The only part of Pearl that remained was her smeared makeup. “C’mere.” Pearl growled as she pulled Violet’s panties down to her ankles. Pearl then quickly turned Violet around, so that her ass was pressed into Pearl’s hard cock. Pearl then ripped Violet’s tuck off. It stung a little, but she liked the sensation. “Are you sure about this Jason?” Pearl asked. “Fuck yes. Fuck me Matt.” Jason replied. Well I guess this is it. God, do I want to make him feel good. Matt dropped to his knee’s to kiss and lick the outside of Jason’s hole. Jason gripped the desk chair, which they were stood in front of, with so much force that his knuckles started to turn white. It had been a while since Jason had been intimate with anyone. And Matt was a pro. Matt swirled his tongue around Jason’s tight hole. Every so often, he would probe his tongue inside. He reached around to Jason’s front. Taking his length in his hand. He then began to pump Jason. Up and down. Slow and steady. Matt could feel his own dick starting to throb, so with his free hand, he released his dick from his layered panties. He glanced down to notice some pre-come slipping out from the tip of his dick. He could feel Jason’s dick getting harder in his hand. He wanted Jason to come for him. He turned Jason around so that his back was pushed into the chair. He then stood up, pulling Jason with him. Jason whimpered at the lack of contact, but Matt silenced his cries with a kiss. He then lifted Jason so that he was perched on the edge of the desk table. Moving the chair to the side. Matt then crouched in front of Jason and took his cock into his mouth. Jason groaned and threw his head back. Matt reached up to slip his hand under Jason’s crystalled bra to play with his nipple ring. This seemed to push him over the edge, and as was soon whimpering once more. “Gonna’ come.” Jason breathed, and Matt pushed his knuckle into the space between Jason’s balls and asshole. The extra sensation was enough to make Jason shoot his load into Matt’s mouth. Jason sat back on the desk, breathing heavily. Matt stood, proud of himself and stripped himself of his own underwear before he moved to start to remove all of the bobby pins holding Jason’s wig in place. Once he had removed the wig, he took a make-up wipe and carefully removed all of Jason’s make-up. Jason watched him carefully. He wondered how drunk Matt actually was at this point. Jason still felt fairly exuberated, which was why he wasn’t moving. Jason kicked his heels off and removed his bra so that he was completely nude. He noticed Matt’s dick at this point and wanted nothing more than to make him feel as good and he had made him feel. He pushed Matt over to the bed and climbed on top of him. Jason was drunk, so he knew his kisses were a little sloppy. But Matt didn’t seem to mind. Jason turned around so that his asshole was right near Matt’s face. Matt smirked as Jason took all of Matt’s length into his own hot mouth. Matt moaned at the contact, hissing as Jason moved his mouth up and down Matt’s shaft. Matt wasn’t sure what it was about Jason’s asshole, but he felt like a moth to a flame. And he once again found himself licking around his hole. When Matt felt his own orgasm impending, he took a finger into his own mouth and sucked on it, before pushing it inside Jason. Jason moaned, and the vibrations from his throat was enough to send Matt over the edge. “Fuck Jay.” He moaned, over and over. Jason swallowed every gulp of Matt’s load. Before pushing himself up slightly so that Matt could continue to open him up. “I’m going to, as you put it. ‘Put my toad in your hole.’ You okay with that Pumpkin?” Matt asked, both in a tender, but jokey manner. Jason could feel his dick hardening as Matt continued to fuck him with his fingers, so he just moaned in response. Jason felt Matt move behind him on the bed, and could feel the familiar feeling of cold lube around his asshole. He turned to look at Matt as he placed a rubber over his length. Jason thought Matt had never looked hotter, most of his make-up was now gone. Jason assumed a lot of it was around his asshole. Matt’s mascara had run a little, and under his foundation, he could see a few beard hairs wanting to make an appearance. His whole look was driving Jason insane, and as Matt started to pound into him, the pleasure took over and he swear he blacked out. Matt rammed into Jason as hard as he could. He soon found his prostate, and kept tapping at it over and over, which was making Jason make the most animalistic noises. Jason came fairly quickly, shooting his load all over the bed sheet below. Matt took a little longer, and he flipped Jason around so that he was facing him. He kissed Jason tenderly as he entered Jason over and over. Jason reached underneath Matt and inserted a finger into Matt’s hole. This was what Matt needed and he soon reached his own orgasm. Moaning Jason’s name over and over again. Matt got up, pulling Jason from him before picking him up and sitting him in the bath. He turned the water on, and ran a quick bath for them both. Matt removed the rubber and slung it into the bin before he climbed in behind Jason. Neither said anything to one another, but neither minded. He scrubbed Jason’s back and washed his face for him before he washed his own, removing any of Pearl that remained. Matt got out of the bath first, and he padded over to the sink to make Jason a drink. He then pulled Jason from the bath, wrapping him in one of the hotels fluffy white robes before handing him the water and two tablets; which he had found while Jason sat in the bath in a trance. “This will make the hang-over less painful, trust me.” Matt winked and downed his own water before he strolled back into the bedroom, stripping off the top sheet, and sliding down into the bed. “How are you not as drunk as me?” Jason asked. “I think I am, I’m just a much more ‘put together’ drunk. You on the other hand are a mess. Now get some sleep.” Matt turned the light off while Jason crawled into the bed next to Matt. As soon as both men closed their eyes, they were out. _______________________________________________________ Matt awoke with the driest mouth. He reached to his left to make contact with someone that was NOT his bedside table. He opened one eye to be greeted with a sight that he had sworn was a dream. Jason was lying next to him, completely zonked out, and completely naked. His face smooshed into the pillow’s made Matt smile. Matt stared at him for what felt like forever before he remembered why he had woke up. He rose from the bed and moved over to the bathroom, making himself a drink. He located his phone and scrolled through his notifications. He saw one notification from a certain person that made his heart drop. He looked back into the bedroom to see Jason still fast sleep. Matt quickly gathered his belongings and wrapped himself in one of the hotels robes. God, I’m an asshole for this. He then leaned down, whispering; “Last night was amazing, and I would never say this to you unless you were asleep… But, you are gorgeous. And you don’t deserve what I’m about to do. Till next time, Pumpkin.” Matt then kissed Jason’s forehead and left.

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Be a Burrito with Me (Pearlet) - Leatwerpenn

A/N - Someone posted a tucking in prompt for a different ship. But, I’m writing this for Pearlet because we need more Pearlet. Always. Also, we can’t ignore how cute they both looked on Saturday night. This is VERY fluffy. TW for drug use and mention. This is also a ONESHOT.

Be A Burrito With Me Jason sipped on his drink while he watched Pearl DJ from across the room. Pearl looked beautiful tonight. She was wearing one of Jason’s favourite wigs, it was braided with the cutest fringe framing her beautiful face. Her make-up was so pretty, with glitter dusting her lids and stones underneath her eyes, bringing out the blue in them. She wore faux fur and was channelling some serious hippy vibes as she swayed to the music. He adored her sense of style lately. He thought she looked like a unicorn princess sent from the future to fuck him over. Damn bitch. Jason look another sip of his drink, tipping down his pink-lensed glasses as he did so - just so he could get a better view of her. She spun around in the DJ booth, kissing her friends Scarlet and Patti as she sipped on her own drink. Oblivious to Jason staring and how magical she looked tonight. Jason felt the back of his neck heat up as he watched her take selfie’s with her friends. He knew it was nothing. He knew she wasn’t fucking them. It didn’t mean he wasn’t jealous though. Jason finished his drink, beckoning the bar tender over and ordering another one. I’m going to regret this tomorrow. Violet and Pearl had a one night stand the last time they encountered each other in San Francisco. They hadn’t meant for it to happen. But Violet had got tipsy and Pearl had taken more illegal substances than Violet bared to think about. One thing lead to another, and the next thing she knew Pearl was ramming into her harder than anybody had for a really, really long time. It was the best one night stand I have had in…ever – Jason mused. Ever since, Violet had been leaving cute comments on Pearl’s Instagram photos. She always used to leave comments, but then, she didn’t. Seeing Pearl again in San Fran had ignited that fire that burnt deep inside Violet’s stomach. Jason however, could feel the fire burning in his dick right now. And it was becoming a problem. Jason didn’t know if Pearl, or, Matt was interested in him out of drag. Jason knew he was attracted to Pearl and Matt. Matt however, always seemed to be more attracted to older guys. And Jason was not an older guy. Wishful thinking. Jason sipped more of his drink. Watching her from across the bar. He noticed, she too as drinking a lot. Her friends kept handing her drinks and she took them happily. Her set was really amazing tonight, the crowd were dancing and the club was extremely busy. Jason started to feel a little silly sitting at the bar in such a busy club. He stood up and moved over to the dance floor. He didn’t take a drink, he felt fairly intoxicated and he knew when to stop. I’ve drowned my sorrow’s enough for one night – he thought. He moved his hips in time to the beat of the music. Moving his hands into his long ebony waves. He thought he looked cute tonight. He was feeling his pink and rose-gold glasses lately, and a white t-shirt and pants never went out of style. He wore his hair down, in soft curls framing his slim face. He must have looked good because he noticed some guy starting to grind against his backside. He could feel their junk pushing into his back. He grabbed back of the man’s neck and continued to dance, not caring who it was, getting lost in the music. The music died down so Jason stopped, turning around to notice the guy he had been dancing with. He was an older guy, slightly chubby, with a long beard. So not my type. Jason turned to leave his new friend when he noticed Pearl leaving the DJ booth. She then came into the dance floor, taking the hand of some random guy. Jason’s stomach knotted. He turned back to his guy and grabbed his face. Kissing him furiously as thought he would disappear. He could feel the guy’s beard rubbing against his face. It felt awkward and uncomfortable. Jason pulled away to see the guy looking more than pleased with himself. Jason rolled his eyes and turning around to start to grind against him to the rhythm of the music once more. He closed his eyes and got lost in the clubs beats. Swaying his hips from side to side, he tried to forget about the unicorn goodness he was sure was still in the club. Jason turned around to face the guy once more when he noticed Pearl, and the random guy he saw her with minutes before, tucked into a back corner of the club. The guy was handing Pearl something that Jason knew was not a blunt. “Stupid.” Jason said out-loud. His new friend then pulled back with a frown. “Not you just, urgh.” Jason kissed the stranger once more. Jason moved his hands over the stranger’s body. The man moaned at the contact. Well, at least he is having fun. Jason pulled away once more to see nothing. He could no longer see Pearl. He moved his head from side to side to try and pin point where she had gone. He had no such luck. Shit. Jason went to leave when the stranger grabbed his arm. Jason yelped in pain as the man tried to pull him back. “Owe get off me.” He exclaimed, and out of nowhere. Pearl stood next to him with her arms crossed over her chest. “Hey, the man told you to get off of him. Asshole.” Pearl looked annoyed. “I’m not exactly going to let Violet Chachki run off without getting her number, am I? Pearly?” The stranger explained. “Argh get over yourself, we made out. Bye.” Jason stated before he grabbed Pearl’s hand and started to manoeuvre them towards the exit of the club. Jason didn’t say anything as he dragged Pearl towards the exit, then, for the second time that night he felt a slight pull at his arm. He whipped his head around to see Pearl biting her lip. “At least let me get you a drink Pumpkin.” She exclaimed. Jason felt his heart explode into a million pieces hearing her nickname for him. “C’mon then.” Jason said, pulling Pearl by her waist over to the bar. Jason leaned over the bar and grabbed the bartender’s attention. He got served straight away and he knew it was because he was with the VIP of the evening. A few fans asked for photos with them while they sipped their drinks. Jason was glad. It made the encounter less awkward. “C’mon Bitch, we need a new picture.” Jason stated, grabbing Pearl and snapping a quick picture of them to add to his Instagram story. Pearl conversed a little more while Jason sipped his drink. He noticed that she seemed to be shaking a little. Her words were starting to slur and one fan looked at Jason with concern on her features. “Okay guys, Pearl needs to go and freshen up, See you guys later.” Jason exclaimed, grabbing Pearl by the hand manoeuvring her through the crowded club once more. When they reached the outside, Pearl leaned against the wall to support herself. Breathing quietly, she took a cigarette out of her purse and look a few drags. It seemed to calm her slightly. “I can feel your eyes on me Jason.” She exclaimed. “What did you take tonight? You looked fucked dude.” Jason said, looking at Pearl directly in the eyes. Pearl’s eyes were dilated and she was tapping her foot insistently. “I don’t know, I can’t remember.” She sighed, dropping her cigarette to the floor by mistake. She then stomped her foot in frustration. “Can we just go back to your place? I just feel like I want to sleep.” Pearl’s eyes looked sad as she spoke. How can I resist that face? “Sure.” Jason took Pearl’s hand and led her out onto the busy street. She wobbled a little but eventually they managed to hail a taxi. Pearl climbed in first with Jason right behind. The taxi ride was short and a tad awkward. About halfway there, Pearl started to doze off. Afraid of what she had taken. Jason kept nudging her to keep her awake. “Keep me awake.” Pearl breathed as she turned to face him. He felt a bead of sweat trickle down his neck. “Please.” She whispered. Jason didn’t have to be told twice and he grabbed her face between his hands, kissing her with so much desperation that he could almost taste it. The taxi came to an abrupt halt, making both Jason and Pearl jump in surprise. He paid the taxi and helped Pearl out before guiding her up into his apartment. Pearl kicked her shoes off clumsily before making her way to the kitchen. Jason just watched her as she tried to move around the apartment. She was bumping in to every object. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was so off of her face, he might have laughed. “Bitch, what are you doing?” He asked when Pearl sat on the floor, cross legged. She was sitting in front of his freezer going through the draws. “I want hot pockets, or grilled cheese, or something fast and fattening.” Pearl said, she opened and closed each draw with a loud bang which was making Jason jump. He moved over to his friend and took her wrists, stopping her. “You are going to wake the neighbours. What do you want and I will make it for you, if I have it.” Jason said. His tone was soft and gentle. Pearl bit her lip. Fuck that’s cute. “I want sausage.” She pouted. Looking directly at Jason’s crotch. Fuck, that’s even cuter. “You can’t have that, next option please.” Jason grunted. Straightening up. He knew if he continued to be near Pearl that he would want to be with her. And he didn’t want too while she was so wasted. He heard her stand up, groaning as she did so. She then tried to move sexily and silently over to Jason. She failed when she slipped, falling down to the ground. Jason laughed and moved over to her. He scooped her up and carried her over to the bedroom. He dropped her down onto the bed and started to move the sheets so that she could climb inside. She was misbehaving, rolling around on the bed. “Be a burrito with me!” She exclaimed. Jason dropped the sheets and laughed out loud. He hadn’t laughed so hard for a really long time. “What?” He managed to spit out between giggles. “You know, burrito yourself in the sheets with me. Naked. Yes please” Pearl was practically bouncing on the bed. Jason sighed, pulling her near him. “C’mon, you are only saying that cause’ you’re high. Now, let me help you out of your drag so you can get some rest.” Jason started to get to work on her hair. Once her wig was removed. He pulled off her lashes and used a make-up wipe to remove the mask. Once this was done. He took off her clothes until she was no longer Pearl. Matt stood in front of him, erection very clear. “I still want you Jason.” Matt said, pulling Jason down onto the bed. Attacking him with his lips. Fuck. Jason kissed Matt back, nipping at his bottom lip as he did so. Matt started to glide his hands down Jason’s torso till he reached his waist. He then unbuckled his belt and tried to move Jason’s pants off. Jason pulled back, looking at Matt quizzically. “Be a burrito with me?” Matt said again, moving so he was under the covers. He patted the space next to him and Jason rolled his eyes, smiling at Matt’s cuteness. Jason undressed down to his boxers and climbed into the bed with Matt. He leant over and pecked him on the head, before leaning over him and tucking the covers under his back. Matt giggled and did the same, leaning over Jason and tucking him in. “Yay, burrito twins!” Matt giggled, before pulling Jason into his chest and kissing him on the shoulder. “No sausage tonight Matthew. But yes, burrito twins.” He smuggled into Matt’s front. “I’m too high to sleep. I feel like I’m on Space Mountain.” Matt explained. “I know.” Jason sighed, before continuing. “But at least if you are here with me, if anything happens, you are safe and I can do something about it.” Jason hated that Matt liked to take drugs, but he would never try to stop him. It was Matt’s decision. “I know Pumpkin. Thank you.” “You’re welcome.” Jason replied, before placing a gentle kiss on Matt’s lips. “My little burrito!”