a real man
roommate!matt x reader
after y/n is stood up on a date, matt decided to treat her like a 'real man' after arguing about if he could be one... 2.3k words
WARNINGS: SMUT minors do not interact!! smut with plot, p in v (unprotected), arguing, hickies, pet names, slight praise and degradation, very little spit and spanking. a few times i used y/n (lmk if i forgot anything. i wrote this in two days and didnt proofread!!)
"oh, i thought you were already gone" matt said as he came in the front door and saw you sitting on the couch, all dolled up.
"im just waiting for a ride, i'll leave soon"
"oh shit, did you want me to give you a ride?"
"nono! it's okay, he's supposed to pick me up!"
"he?" matt mocked,
"yeah... this guy i met online. he's just running late, i think."
"how late? y'told me you were gonna be gone an hour ago!"
"maybe he's just running late!" you defended your date to matt, feeling embarrassed about the whole situation. it had been awhile since anyone was interested in you, so you took the opportunity to go out with him. he had last messaged you over three hours ago and you knew he likely stood you up, but now you were ready to go and in slight denial.
"an hour isn't 'running late', and the fuck are you going on a date for? you said you didn't care about dating right now?" matt was now slightly raising his voice, frustration leaking through his usually fun demeanor.
"well i'm sorry for having faith in someone who seemed interested in me, i guess i should've known better" you matched his tone, striking back sassier than you meant to,
"well a real man doesn't do that to a girl-"
"and what do you know about being a real man?"
"oh fuck you! i wouldn't do that to a girl!"
"yeah, because you've never had the chance to!" now you were both lightly yelling, pissed off at each other even though you knew he was right.
"yeah? i could've gone on three dates before yours even responded to you!" now matt was getting closer to you, his brows were furrowed as his eyes were dark. you knew he was frustrated but there was something else there that you had never seen before. even though he was your roommate, you were never too close. you were closer to his brothers than him, as the two of you always had something to bicker over. of course with the way life works, you ended up becoming roommates with him.
the sun was starting to set, and you felt some tears spilling out of your eyes as the realization of the whole situation came crashing down into your mind. of course you got stood up, and your roommate came home and snapped you into the reality that the man was ghosting you.
"i'm just gonna go in my room, sorry for thinking someone would be into me-" you got up, walking away swiftly, not waiting for matt's response but before you could get far, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you back, even closer than before, his expression was unreadable. maybe a hint of concern, maybe anger, maybe regret.
"y'know i didn't mean it like that" he spoke, his voice softer and quieter but still stern, "just didn't want you to be hurt, didn't want to see you waiting longer for a guy who doesn't deserve all this"
"all this?" you hissed back, not understanding his tone
"you, fuck. Y/N, that guy didn't deserve you. he didn't deserve for you to be waiting, even if he did come- he doesn't deserve this!" his hands fell to hold onto your hips, his eyes now wandering the dress you were wearing. scandalous, more so than you'd usually wear but you wanted to feel confident.
"matt..." you whispered out, only the two of you existing in this moment,
"let me treat you right, i'll take you out, i'll treat you like a real man."
that's how you ended up in the passenger seat of his car, driving to the fanciest restaurant the two of you could think of. you still bickered in the car, matt making fun of the texts you showed him of the guy were were waiting for,
"you should've known he'd be a dick! who calls a girl ephemeral, that word has more letters than he can count!"
you laughed weakly, still feeling embarrassed. the two of you were dressed in black, you let your eyes wander him as he drove. his button up was a little wrinkled from the lack of time to get ready, his sleeves pulled up to his elbows. his hair was messily combed, and he even put in a pair of old dangly earrings. he looked good, you were piecing together in your mind that matt was attractive. you knew that him and his brothers were cute, but being so close with chris and nick almost made matt seem unattainable and off limits, you couldn't think this way.
he let you order the most expensive things, refilling your drink and even getting dessert to go. he was definitely treating you to a nice night out. the usually rough, tough, nonchalant persona was replaced with a more relaxed and playful attitude- still bickering but never arguing. you had completely forgotten about the other guy, not even bothering to check your phone for a response. you were out on a better date, anyways. as you both left and got into the car, matt was silent. you were worried maybe you had overstepped, or he was regretting on taking you out- you guys were a couple, you were barely friends! you stayed quiet too, turning your music on for the drive home. you hummed along to the music, pulling the passenger sun visor down and fixing your lipgloss in the mirror.
"fuck," matt breathed out, you looked at him and caught a glimpse of him staring at you, the red light in front of you illuminating him.
"what?" you asked, genuinely curious
"you looked so good tonight"
"and?"
"what? can i not compliment you"
"you never compliment me!"
he took a sharp turn, into an empty abandoned parking lot and parked the car, before looking into your eyes and unstrapping his seatbelt.
"matt!" you yelled, half giggling and half genuinely curious,
"you don't see the way i look at you everyday? why i took you out tonight, god you're dumb." matt was now also raising his voice, but not out of anger. out of desperation. "you wore this tiny little dress for some random guy? how could i not be jealous over this, over you."
"matt..." you were now speechless, at his confession and how he was leaning over the center console. one of his hands found their way to your thigh, fingers pinching at the edge of your dresses fabric. you both were now silent, just looking each other in the eyes for a moment.
"do you have any idea how long i've wanted to be with you like this? all the times i had to hold back because of my brothers? all the times i had to pull back and just tease you?" he sighed, rambling slightly to himself, admitting that the reason the two of you didn't get along was because he felt he couldn't get too close.
your mind totally went blank as he moved in, laying a kiss on the tip of your nose, then pulling back and looking at you. his pupils were blown, examining your face,
"you gotta say somethin' to me"
"matt, thank you for tonight. i really appreciate you taking me out, treating me like a real man."
he smiled, half out of worry and half out of pleasure for your words,
"anytime, and if you want... i can really show you how a real man would treat you." the end of his sentence was almost whispered out, him closing the gap between the two of you, now laying a small peck onto your lips- but before you could kiss back, he pulled away.
"y'gotta tell me what you want"
"you, matt."
"backseat." he commanded, gesturing over with his head. he got out of the car, going to the backseat, while you climbed haphazardly over the middle console into the back, when he opened the door a light laugh escaped matt,
"real ladylike"
he sat down, taking a moment to soak in the sight of you under the moonlight and half burned out street light above, your dress was riding up onto your thighs, and one strap fell down your shoulder.
"fuck, you don't even know what you're doin' to me, and to think you'd let another guy see you like this?" his hands moved to your hips, guiding you to straddle on top of him. once you were on him, faces nearly touching, he finally kissed you again, hungrily. he was full of passion and want. he skipped little kisses and went straight for a messy, long kiss. he bit your bottom lip, then forcing his tongue inside of your mouth. the kiss was desperate, occasional teeth clashing and low moans. as he kissed you, his hands snaked from your hips to the bottom of your dress, starting to pull it off of you. you pulled away from the kiss, letting him. the second it was off he pulled your hair back to expose your neck, leaving bites and kisses all along it. he was aggressive, pulling at your skin before leaving a soothing lick and kiss on each soon-to-be mark.
you were moaning, lightly grinding up against him, feeling his bulge harden. along your skin you felt matt groan, his movements getting hungrier from every touch and noise.
subconsciously, his hips bucked into yours, using it as your sign, you took your bra off, letting it fall to the floor if the car. matt sighed, a content noise that finally slowed his movements down.
"wow." he whispered, his eyes roaming everything exposed, "up" he then said, louder, pushing you slightly out of the way while he pushed his pants and boxers down to his thighs, his hardened, slightly pink length hitting his stomach as it came out. a bead of precum glistening in the lighting.
"spit." matt demanded, drawing your attention to his face, "get it wet f'me"
you built up a little spit, aiming it over his cock and spitting down, it rolling down his length. he moaned watching you, his dick twitching at the sight,
"if i knew you'd be such a good whore f'me, i would've fucked you sooner" his hand came up, stroking his length and spreading your spit around it. his other hand pushed your panties to the side, leaving you mostly exposed.
"and you're so wet for me, fuck..."
he positioned his length at your entrance, his tip slightly sliding in between your folds but not going inside, your eyes were glued to matt's face, him focusing on where your bodies were soon to connect. one of his hands hooked onto your hip, pushing down as a sign for you to slide onto him.
"oh, matt" you moaned out, feeling the stretch from just his tip, your eyes closing from the pleasure mixed with pain. he was gentle to start, but once he bottomed out and his entire length was inside of you, he picked up his pace. he bucked his hips, fucking you fast and deep, you couldn't control your moans as now both his hands were forcing your hips to meet his. he groaned low, almost primally as he continued watching you take him.
"fuck, you like takin' me? it's a good thing i took you out."
"mmph matt!" he was fucking you hard, guiding you to meet his pace. a familiar darkness was in his eyes but this time it wasn't frustration, it was want.
"you have no idea how long i wanted to fuck you, watchin' you dance around the living room in those tiny little pajamas. you're even prettier than i imagined," one of his hands briefly left your hips to smack your ass before returning to guide you, "had no idea you'd be such a whore for me, takin' me in the car... couldn't even wait until we got home" you rolled your head back in pleasure, the sounds of your juices mixing filling the car. the windows were getting steamy and his pace was starting to get sloppier. you knew he was close. you put your hands on top of his, signaling to slow down. once he slowed, you slowly sat up, most of his length leaving you, and once it was only the tip you slammed back down, then repeating your slow pattern.
"fuck, nd where'd you learn to do this? god..."
after a few more times, you were sat on him fully, about to do it again when he grabbed your hips and started to fuck you even faster,
"fuck that," he half whispered, half moaned. his cheeks were flushed, eyes now meeting yours,
"let me show you how a real man fucks his slut,"
his pace quickened, his hips meeting yours as he used your hips to guide your speed. you felt the knot in your stomach building up, your walls clenching around him as every thrust made his tip hit your sweet spot inside.
"cum with me darlin', i know you're close. fuck. show me you're my good girl, cum on my cock."
as he spoke, you came undone, a loud, breathy moan escaping you as his own low moan followed him painting your insides white. he kept thrusting into you for a moment, riding out his high and overstimulating you, but after he slowed down and stayed inside, pulling you into a hug,
"you don't know how long i waited to do that."
soon after he helped you get off, sitting on the side as he reached into the middle console and pulled out some fast food napkins. he spread your legs, wiping the juices coming out of you, whispering "this'll work for now"
he then got out of the car, opening the truck before returning to you and throwing a hoodie at you,
"y'can stay back there, i'll take us home, you deserve to relax,"
you dozed off on the ride home, only fluttering your eyes awake when you felt matt put the car in park, he came around to the back, unstrapping you then pulling you out of the car, carrying you bridal style,
"and i can be a real man if i try"
