hangmatts

[hangmatts]

swerve finds out matt doesn’t share

[ drabble. implied nsfw. ]

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Matt was standing at a TV backstage, watching Hangman cut a promo when Swerve appeared next to him. Matt looked over at him, clearly confused.

“What? He’s cutting a promo on me. I wanna hear it.” Swerve said.

“Don’t you have a TV in your locker room?” Matt responded.

“Didn’t wanna walk. This one’s close.”

They sat in silence, continuing to watch Hangman’s promo. He went into detail about how violent he’d be in his next match against Swerve. His voice was getting louder. He threatened acts of violence that Matt had never even heard of. Matt bit his lip, ultra focused on the TV until he heard a voice.

“That’s fucking hot.” Swerve said.

Matt looked over at him. “What?”

“It’s hot. He’s hot. Don’t you think?”

“Obviously I think that. Why are you telling me this?” Matt was getting annoyed.

“Well, I was asking around. Wondering how you’d feel about sharing him for a night?”

Matt squinted his eyes in confusion before turning to look at Swerve.

“Let me stop you right there. If you even fucking LOOK at my boyfriend in the wrong way, I WILL burn down a house and make sure that you are trapped in it. Got it?”

There was something about Matt’s look and tone that seriously scared Swerve. He could tell Matt wasn’t joking.

“Yeah, okay- sorry-”

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As if on cue, Hangman walked backstage. He saw Matt and walked over.

“Hey, baby. Did you like my promo?” Adam rested his hands against Matt’s hips.

Matt smiled, leaning up on his tiptoes to kiss Adam. “Loved it, you were so hot.”

Adam laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind.“

“Good.”

Hangman looked over at Swerve. “Hey, Swerve. I wanted to talk about our match-”

“Nope.” Swerve said, quickly walking away.

Adam looked confused. “That was weird.”

“I don’t think so.” Matt responded.

“Matt. What did you do?”

“I didn’t do anything.” Matt shrugged.

“Matt.”

“Okay, I may have just reminded him that you’re mine. That’s it.”

“How exactly did you do that?”

“He was getting too comfortable! He called you hot and asked if I would share. I told him if he looked at you in the wrong way, I’d burn a house down with him in it.”

“Matt! Are you insane?!”

“I. Don’t. Share.” Matt stared right at Adam, putting emphasis on each word.

Hangman couldn’t tell if he was scared or horny or both. He didn’t know how to respond and Matt could tell.

He hooked his fingers into Hangman’s belt loops, batting his lashes up at him. “Now, can we go back to our hotel room so I can show you just how hot you looked tonight?”

“Uh- my locker room is down the hall-”

“Perfect!” Matt smiled, grabbing Adam’s hand before dragging him down the hall.

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they should be focusing on building up hangman and mox right now instead of this random shit

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after mox (allegedly) pushed for hangman to win the owen, after everything hangman has put into this company since it was created, after everything hangman has gone through throughout these years. it’s literally so disrespectful to even bring up the idea of changing the opportunity that hangman EARNED into a triple threat or fatal four way. hangman deserves this more than anyone else. end of story.

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can hangman ever have one thing to himself or does everyone need to fucking insert themselves

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jack needs to feel close to matt.

[ nsfw! also on ao3 ]

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[ tags: cockwarming, strap-ons, mommy kink ]

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Jack walked in the room, climbing on top of Matt and sitting there with a pout. Matt reached a hand up to twirl a strand of Jack’s hair.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

“I want…” Jack pointed at the neatly organized collection in the corner of the room.

While Matt knew exactly what he meant, he had been trying to teach Jack better communication skills.

“Use your words.”

“Wanna… be filled up. Please, Mommy?”

“Oh, baby.” Matt dropped the strand of hair, his hand moving to brush a thumb across Jack’s cheek. “Do you think it could wait until tomorrow? I’m really tired.”

“N-no… I just wanna… no movement. Please?”

Jack had never been so grateful that Matt knew what he was saying, even with a few words.

“Okay, go pick one.”

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Jack smiled, hopping off Matt and walking over to look. He must’ve been planning this for a while because he immediately found the exact one he wanted. He walked back over to Matt with all the supplies and placed them down.

“I want this one.”

Matt was a bit surprised at the one he picked. It was bigger than ones they usually use. The best way to describe it was…like it was the size of Hangman’s. Matt had a range of different sizes in his collection, so it was only a matter of time before Jack sized up.

“You sure? This is a bit bigger than other ones we’ve used. You’ve never had this size before.”

“I’m sure, I want it.”

“Okay, why don’t you go pick a backup one too?”

Jack frowned. “But, I want this one!” He lightly stomped his foot down.

“Jack, don’t be a brat. Brats don’t get rewards.”

“I’m not…”

“I never said we were gonna use the backup. I asked you to pick one just in case this was too much. It’s better to have the backup closer to us so you don’t have to go over there again. So, go pick one.”

“…Fine.”

Jack walked over there again, picking one they had used before that he really enjoys. He placed it on the bedside table next to Matt.

“Thank you.”

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Matt sat up and put all his supplies together, getting everything put on and ready.

“Are you prepped?” Matt asked.

Jack nodded. “…Plug you got me.”

“Good boy.”

Matt poured some lube on the strap, spreading it around with his hand. When he felt it was ready, he pulled his hand away and looked over at Jack.

“Can I?” Jack asked, plug already removed.

“Go ahead, baby. Come sit on it.”

Jack climbed onto Matt again, lining up the strap with his entrance. His eyes squeezed shut as he slowly sat down on it. When he was filled, he didn’t move.

“You okay, baby?” Matt brought his hand up to rest against Jack’s cheek.

“Uh..huh…” Jack replied, eyes still closed.

“Can you look at me, please?”

Jack slowly fluttered his eyes open.

“Fine… just… big.”

“I know. Just relax. You can get used to it.”

A couple minutes passed and Matt could feel Jack relax at the feeling.

“Soo…so good, Mommy. You feel so good.”

“Yeah? You feel perfect around me, pretty boy.”

Jack let out a sound and moved up and down. Matt placed a firm grip on Jack’s hips to hold him still.

“Please, Mommy? Want it…need it… need you so bad, please!” Jack whined.

“That’s not what we agreed to. You said no movement. If you keep moving, I’m gonna have to punish you.”

“N-no, please! I wanna.. can we please?”

“Jack, you’re not being very good right now. Do I need to take back what I said earlier?”

“No! I’m- I’m a good boy. I-I can be a good boy.”

“Well, good boys don’t move when doing this.”

“I won’t move again, promise! I promise, Mommy!”

“You need to keep that promise for the night.”

Jack nodded.

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“Okay, baby. I’m gonna get some rest. Don’t move while I’m asleep or you’ll be in trouble. Got it?”

Jack nodded before leaning forward to lay down on Matt’s chest. He wasn’t as filled up as before but he really didn’t care. He just wanted to be close to Matt.

Matt brought his hand down to pet Jack’s hair. “My sweet boy. You’re doing so good for me. Make sure you get lots of rest.”

Jack smiled, murmuring something about how he was good when it was clear he fell asleep. Light snores filled the room as Matt kept petting his hair.

“So perfect for me.” Matt whispered. He closed his eyes and fell asleep soon after, his hand tangled within Jack’s hair to keep him close.

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don’t understand why the world champion wouldnt have a title match at the ppv but whatever i guess

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i am still updating my kinktober two years after i originally posted it. i have no shame. enjoy.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50316682/chapters/168227815

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posted a new eddienick fic, please enjoy! https://archiveofourown.org/works/64578568

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you’re laughing. they killed hook in front of his two uncles and dad and you’re laughing.

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kenny wants to fuck matt so bad.

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hangman getting the title back has nothing to do with swerve!! this story started before swerve was even in the company!!! mox is actually the perfect opponent but y’all aren’t ready for that convo

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if they throw hangman into a fuck ass tag team and push him farther back from being in the title picture and getting the title back, i’m gonna be so pissed. he deserves better than that. they used to say this company was built around him being the face of the company yet it’s felt like anything BUT that.

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WE ARE SO FUCKING BACK

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please explain to me why hangman would get rid of everything he has done and sacrificed (to keep swerve from the title) just to help swerve get the title back?? how does that make any sense?

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posted a new mox/nick fic last night, if anyone is interested in this very rare pairing👀 https://archiveofourown.org/works/64462159

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do you guys ever read something so stupid on here that it makes you wanna scream or are you normal

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hangman vs jack?? matt’s wet dream.