nasty (mostly) and soft thoughts about prison!matt >.<
prison!matt who is on to you the second you first come to meet him, he's just everywhere, hands up your dress skirt, lips all over your neck and face, crowding you against the wall.
he's missed you horribly, the feel of your skin under his calloused hands, the scent of you was just as it'd been on the outside, though it was mixed with his old scent, some of his old cologne you'd either used - or maybe you'd hugged his pillow, worn his clothes as you'd cried in your both's bed alone.
him gagging you with something, or letting you bite down on his hand as he pounds into you, "you don't want everyone in here to hear us, do you, sweetheart?"
ooo or better yet, prison matt begging to eat you out as soon as you come in, he's just missed you so so terribly, on his knees. he's eating you out, all his senses honed in to you, your heartbeat, your scent, your bit back groans and moans of his name. and he'd told you before this, "keep an ear out for me sweetheart? only wanna listen to you right now," kissing up your thigh as he 'looked' up at you.
prison!matt who makes sure to mark his scent all over you before you leave, and makes sure yours is all over him, cause he's going to miss you when you leave.
prison!matt who loves leaving love bites on your inner thigh, who loves it when you leave some marks on him <3 a lil reminder of each other if u will hehe
prison!matt who smells different now, no more clean soap and the lightest of cologne, and he's grown out his beard (ref. one picture of the bts with mike, charlie, and deborah). and he looks so different too - his red glasses have a lot more scratches on them.
but underneath the urgency and the quickies and everything else in between... it's still matt... your matty <3
who still kisses you so reverently every time, who still holds your hand through it, who always checks in with you, who still dotes over you, who worries about so much, who still always says i love you.
