𐙚 warnings- jealousy, mean!dom chu, ricky and wook appearance, degredation, praise if you squint, unprotected sex, p in v, dacryphillia a little, orgasm denial, cum eating
𐙚 a/n- i feel like i only write dom!matthew
matthew wasnt mean. he was definitely rough most of the time, but never mean. unless something happened to tick him off. which, may, have happened. you'd been with him all day and naturally gunwook and ricky had been around as well. you couldnt help it that ricky was just a naturally funny person. always cracking a joke —especially around matthew's hot girlfriend to get a rise out of him because he thought it was funny—
"i cant believe you've been keeping ricky from me chu,, not fair you get him all to yourself!" you said in between giggles at ricky's most recent story, something about him and matthew sharing a hotel room together. that may have been the straw that broke the camels back... you could tell on matthew's face he wasnt so pleased with how you were laughing at every word that came out of ricky. that he was getting jealous no matter how many times he told himself he wouldn't.
getting back to your apartment with matthew he'd been quiet. not silent, but quieter then usual. responding with short answers opposed to sentences. his fingers gripped the steering wheel a little tighter then usual. "chu, are you upset with me?" just an innocent question, normal for anyone to ask in this situation. he just shrugged. "you cant just shrug,, thats not a question that you just shrug at you know.." a small pout forming on your face as you two walked through the door to your apartment.
"what do you think? maybe you should ask ricky,, he'll have an answer i'm sure." "so you are jealous!" you pointed at him, as if you were in phoenix wright ace attorney. his jaw tightened slightly. "m' not jealous,, is it so bad that i dont like when one of my best friends openly flirt with my girlfriend?" you pout at him, arms opening as you shuffle towards him, about to encase him in a hug before he walks away.. wow,, he really is upset. "chu,, did you just walk away from my hug?" "not in the mood." "fine be that way."
you ended up in your bedroom. you'd changed into just a pair of lounge shorts and whatever tshirt was laying around. laying on your bed on your side, facing away from the door as you mindlessly scrolled through whatever social media app you clicked on. before you even realized it, cold hands were gripping your waist. a small gasp leaving you before matthew's lips were on your neck, teeth grazing and biting hard enough to leave marks. making sure to leave hickies dark and visible enough for the next time you'd see ricky.
his hands possessive, gripping everywhere he could land them. his fingers had made their way below your waistband. grazing lightly over your soaked core. "you like it when im mean huh? already so wet,, you could probably take me without me stretching you, yeah?" he whispered lowly into your ear, god his voice was so intoxicating. the thought of taking matthew with no prep at all made you heat up. matthew wasnt huge but definitely big enough to where if you didnt prep it would make a difference in experience. "good thing you dont get the luxury of me being nice tonight hm,, maybe you shoulda thought about it twice earlier."
matthew'd stripped you of your shorts and panties. making you get on all fours, his hands already gripping onto your ass tight enough to leave marks the next day. "look at you, you're fucking dripping. such a little slut." matthew's middle finger traced up and down your slit as he degraded you. you let out the most needy whimper that could've possibly came out of you.
matthew was never like this. but for some reason, that turned you on even more. "you're lucky i'm even gonna use you tonight, all you are is just my cocksleeve, dont even bother thinking about cumming." he said before laying a slap to your cunt, a shiver rolling up your body before a cry left you. your thighs were already shaking and he'd barely touched you. not before long you felt it,, the insatiable stretch of matthews length being pushed into you. "fuck! matthew! s' too much!" "shut up, maybe y'shoulda stayed with ricky,, maybe he'd treat you better?" he said before a harsh smack was placed on your ass cheek.
gripping the bedsheets, cries and whimpers fell from you as matthew bottomed out, hips finally flush to yours. not for long though before he pulled almost all the way out and hit you with a harsh thrust. matthew set the pace, harsh and brutal with zero chance of letting up. you knew the amount of stamina he had and he was ready to go for as long as he felt like it. though he was so rough, god it still felt so good.. your cunt spasming around his thick girth as he hit that spongy spot over and over. "so fucking tight.. maybe i should use you like this more often? you'd like that huh? such a little cockwhore." mewls fell from your lips as matthews degrading words went straight to your cunt. making you squeeze around him impossibly tighter.
more slaps landing against your ass, unbelievably hard without even soothing them. more cries and tears leaving you. so close to release,, right before he pulls out, the sudden emptiness making you gasp, craving to be full again. matthew flipped you over onto your back. fake cooing at how your mascara stained your face, "open." is all he said before you obliged. matthew ran his hand up and down his length a couple times before release, thick warm cum painting your mouth. "swallow,, all of it." he said, mean and demanding. whimpering slightly before you closed your mouth, swallowing all of his cum. opening again to show him how you did. matthews hand came up to your cheek and carressed it lightly. "such a good girl,, my good girl." you nodded. "only yours chu..."
OMG OMG PLEASE WRITE MATT X RICKY X READER🙏 literally no other requests just a matthew ricky reader threeway 😩
when i tell you i was sweating buckets while writing this...
warnings: kissing, making out, breast/nipple/clit play, fingering, oral (f and m rec.), p in v, double penetration, anal, unprotected sex (don't.), creampie, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, use of petnames, lots of dirty talk, praise, strong language, this is very filthy and i'm not sorry.
you’re sandwiched between them on the wide couch, heart racing so hard you can feel it in your throat. matthew’s behind you, chest pressed flush to your back, his hands lazily tracing circles over your bare hips. ricky’s in front, kneeling between your spread thighs, silver hair falling into his eyes as he looks up at you with that dangerous little smirk. the three of you are already naked — clothes long discarded in a messy pile on the floor — and the air feels thick, charged, like the room itself is holding its breath.
matthew’s lips brush the shell of your ear, voice low and teasing. “look at her, ricky. so pretty and wet already. you think she can handle both of us?”
ricky’s fingers glide up your inner thigh, slow and deliberate, stopping just short of where you need him most. he leans in and presses a soft kiss right above your clit, making you twitch. “she’s dripping,” he murmurs, voice velvet-smooth. “i think she wants it. don’t you, baby?”
you nod frantically, a broken “please” slipping from your lips. matthew chuckles darkly, one hand sliding up to cup your breast, thumb flicking over your nipple until it pebbles under his touch. ricky doesn’t make you wait any longer — he leans forward and licks a slow, flat stripe up your folds, tongue flicking at your clit at the end. your hips jerk, but matthew’s arm bands around your waist, holding you still against his body.
“easy,” matthew whispers, nipping at your neck. “let ricky taste you first. he’s been talking about this all week.”
ricky hums in agreement, the vibration sending sparks through you. he eats you out like he has all the time in the world — long, lazy licks that build heat slowly, then sudden sucks on your clit that make you cry out. matthew keeps you pinned, kissing along your shoulder, his hard cock nestled against the curve of your ass, twitching every time you moan. his free hand roams, pinching your nipples, rolling them between his fingers until you’re writhing.
“fuck, she sounds so good,” ricky says, pulling back just enough to slide two fingers inside you. you clench around him instantly, and he groans. “and she's so tight... she's gonna feel amazing around both of us.”
they shift you then, effortless, like you weigh nothing. matthew lies back on the couch, pulling you on top of him so you’re straddling his hips. ricky stays between your legs, still pumping his fingers slowly while matthew lines himself up. the head of matthew’s cock nudges your entrance, slick with your arousal and ricky’s spit. he pushes in inch by inch, stretching you open with a low groan that vibrates through his chest.
“oh my god,” you whimper, head falling forward onto matthew’s shoulder. he’s thick, filling you perfectly, and when he bottoms out you both moan.
ricky watches with dark eyes, stroking himself slowly. “look at that. taking him so well.” he leans in and kisses you, tongue sliding against yours while matthew starts shallow thrusts from below. the angle is perfect — every movement grinds against that spot inside you that makes stars burst behind your eyes.
then ricky moves. he kneels behind you, hands spreading your ass cheeks. you feel the cool slick of lube — when did he even get that? — and then the blunt pressure of his cock against your other hole. he goes slow, so slow, pressing in while matthew holds still, murmuring praises against your lips. “breathe, baby. relax for us. you’re doing so good.”
the stretch is intense, burning in the most delicious way. ricky’s hands rub soothing circles on your back as he sinks deeper, inch by careful inch, until he’s fully seated inside you. all three of you stay still for a moment, panting, adjusting. you feel impossibly full, stretched around both of them, their cocks separated by only a thin wall.
“fuck,” matthew hisses, hands gripping your hips hard enough to bruise. “she’s so tight. can feel you, ricky.”
ricky’s forehead drops to your shoulder, breath hot against your skin. “me too. god, she feels incredible.”
they start moving then — slow, coordinated thrusts at first. when one pushes in, the other pulls back, creating a steady rhythm that has you moaning helplessly between them. every movement sends pleasure crashing through you in waves. matthew’s hands roam your front, playing with your breasts, pinching your nipples. ricky reaches around to circle your clit with skilled fingers, never missing a beat.
“that’s it,” ricky whispers, voice strained. “take us both. such a good girl for us.”
you’re lost in it — the heat of their bodies, the stretch, the filthy sounds of skin against skin, their low groans and praises mixing together. matthew leans up to kiss you, messy and desperate, while ricky sucks marks into your neck from behind. they pick up speed, thrusts growing harder, deeper, until you’re shaking, tears of overwhelming pleasure pricking at your eyes.
“gonna come,” you gasp, voice breaking. “please— i’m so close—”
“come for us, baby,” matthew growls, snapping his hips up harder. ricky’s fingers press firmer on your clit, matching the pace.
the orgasm hits you like a tidal wave, crashing through your body so hard you scream. you clench around both of them, pulsing, milking their cocks as pleasure blinds you. matthew curses, thrusting through your release, and ricky follows right after, burying himself deep with a choked moan.
they don’t stop. they keep fucking you through it, drawing it out until you’re sobbing with oversensitivity, only to push you toward another peak. their hands are everywhere — matthew’s on your breasts, ricky’s on your clit and hips. their mouths leave marks all over your skin: neck, shoulders, chest. you lose count of how many times they make you come, switching positions fluidly — ricky on his back with you riding him while matthew fucks your mouth, then both of them taking turns filling you from behind while you’re on all fours.
at one point they have you on your back, legs spread wide. matthew between your thighs, pounding into you while ricky kneels by your head, feeding you his cock. you suck him eagerly, tongue swirling around the head, while matthew fucks you senseless. they trade places again and again, never leaving you empty for long.
hours seem to blur. sweat-slick bodies, tangled limbs, constant praise and filthy words. “look at you, taking two cocks like you were made for it,” matthew whispers. “gonna fill you up, baby. want you leaking both of us.”
finally, when you’re a trembling, blissed-out mess, they chase their own releases. matthew comes first, buried deep inside you, groaning your name as he fills you. ricky follows seconds later, pulling out at the last moment to paint your stomach and breasts with hot stripes of cum. they collapse beside you, pulling you into their arms, kissing you softly — matthew on your lips, ricky on your forehead — while their hands stroke soothing patterns over your skin.
you lie there between them, boneless and glowing, heart still racing. matthew nuzzles into your neck. “are you okay, princess?”
you manage a weak smile. “more than okay.”
ricky chuckles, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “good. because we’re nowhere near done tonight.”
and as their hands start wandering again, lazy and possessive, you know he means it. you’re theirs tonight — completely — and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
