helping bf!matt with his sunburn
content warning: pain kink kinda, oral (m! receiving)
when matt came back from tanning in his backyard with a completely red torso, you'd initially burst out laughing. you can't help it; it's amusing to see the pout on his lips as he stretched his arms above his head, showing off his sunburned torso, the delicious boxer line.
the moan slips out of you before you can really help it, and despite himself matt laughs at the sound.
"seriously? your'e so easy, baby," he teases, voice soft and affectionate despite himself. he reaches his arm out for you, and you step close as he pulls you against him.
your laughter and arousal fades to guilt and pity when you see just how pink he really is. "jesus, matt.." you sigh, carefully pressing your hand to his abdomen.
he sighs. "i know, i'm an idiot."
"want me to help?" your question's innocent, unhurried-perhaps thinking of a moisturising lotion or aftersun cream. matt's mind, however, flies to something dirty and you feel his dick twitch in his sweatshorts against your thigh.
"you can't call me easy then get hard over that!" you exclaim, laughing, but matt's face is flushed with more than just sunburn, now.
you grin fades to a smirk. "you really want my help,then,huh?" you drag your palm gently down matt's torso, taking care not to hurt or press too hard. he moans quietly, reaching for your wrist and guiding it down to palm him through this sweats, leaving your mouth dry.
"please,sweetheart." he grunts quietly, hand already going to your shoulder. "just quick,"
carefully, tenderly, you drop to your knees right there in his kitchen, licking your lips to free himself from his sweats. his dick, flushed pinkish-red as his burned torso, jumps delightedly and matt moans, leaning back against the counter, thighs tensing.
you start with a slow lick, dragging your tongue down his torso, tentative. he whimpers- really whimpers, the loudest you've ever seen him. "doesn't it hurt?" you murmur, the sweat and sunscreen tainting your lips leaning you even more turned on despite yourself.
"mm.. kinda." matt mumbles, hand curling into your hair. "turns me on, though." he adds through gritted teeth. "lick it again,"
your brows raise,but you can't help yourself- dragging your tongue down his torso again just to hear the way he whimpers as your tongue drags over his spit-slicked, aching red skin.
you dip your head down to his cock, lavishing your attention on his shaft, slow and gentle and teasing. matt lets out a low noise in his throat.
"please suck my dick," he croaks. normally he'd be more reluctant to beg you- but the sting of the pain clinging to his skin has him uncharacteristically needy.
you find yourself smiling against his torso,dipping your head down to wrap your lips around his cock, beginning to give him a blowjob. you drag your hand back up,up his torso, scraping your fingertips not hard against the burn.
matt whimpers, hips bucking into your mouth, cock twitching at the painful stimulation. "oh- oh, fuck, again- again," he groans
and so you do, sucking him off in time with scratching gently at his reddened skin. it doesn't take long for him to pull himself free to cum, all over your lips and chin, his cock jumping up to finish on your hand,too, where it rests on his stomach.
"you like that?" you tease,exhaling a laugh,and he blushes redder than his sunburn.
draft but i need to post smth im just lazy
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