hoe4healy

[hoe4healy]

☆The 1975☆

Writing a one shot for every song based off the lyrics enjoy you slags xx

tags: 18+, choking, cum play, mild fingering, dry humping, idk what else its just freaky that's it

W/C no fucking clue

The time hits 12:00 on the car stereo, music is playing softly from the radio as you turn your head in the foggy car, and the smell of weed fills your nose like a wave as you witness the same boy you used to play tag with now smoking a spliff in a used and damaged Corvette that he bought on sale. Your head heavy as you rest it on the car seat headrest, your body tilted slightly to face him—his dark curls perfectly shaping his face, half-lidded eyes, and shirt opened just enough to see the tattoo on his chest—what a sight for sore eyes. Your eyesight is fuzzy from the smoke, and you don't realise he's unintentionally facing you, the joint hanging loosely from his cherry-red lips and his hand resting on your thighs.

"You like what you see, love," he says in a slightly raspy voice with a British accent, sending chills down your spine as you acknowledge that maybe you do. You shrug and turn to face the window, but he knows that a single touch could break you, so he rests his calloused fingers against your chin and turns your head to face him. He smirks as he pulls the joint from his lips and inserts it between yours. "Eyes on me, love," he asserts.

"Now you gotta tell me whats going on in that mind of yours...you've never been this quiet in your whole life" Matty tilts his head towards you, his gaze meeting yours as he taps his finger on your forehead, lifting his brow in curiosity. "Cat got your tongue sweetheart?" He asks, his voice low and rough now, eye contact not breaking, while you shake your head 'no' finally getting your thoughts together."What makes you think I'd actually tell you what I'm thinking...Healy?" You sneer at him playfully, knowing full well that you've told him each and every thought you've ever had. "Because I'm asking nicely, so will ya?" He pouts at you, his doe eyes begging, the cannabis having turned his eyes red and glossy.  "What do I get in return?" You enquire, sliding in closer to him, lips barely brushing against each other as the smell of cheap cologne and cigarettes hits, the car gear pressing into your side as you wait for his response taking a long drag of the joint blowing the smoke out softly as you pass it back to him in one swift motion.

"I can make those thoughts into reality, love," he winks, unable to say it with a straight face , laughing as he pulls away, a smile growing on his lips as he looks at you, throwing the joint into the ashtray. Matty hums to the music as he says smoothly, "What do you want, love?" Tilting his head down, his breath fanning across your lips, his hand glides to the nape of your neck as he draws you closer, his lips meeting yours, the taste of weed filling your mouth, his hand now in your hair, tugging slightly as he holds your head in place. "You know I'd do whatever you asked, right? love" You nod against his lips as he places the palm of your hand on his chest, directly over his tattoo, his heart beating steadily beneath your touch. "Uh-uh, none of that love, you gotta use your words," he said softly but firmly leaving no room for silence, forcing you to wrap your thighs around his left hand.

"Want you" You blurt out, your eyes widening as you grasp what you just uttered, "Want me?" Matty repeats, a slow, playful smile creeping over his face. His eyes brighten with amusement and desire. He leans in close again, his nose brushing against yours. "Want me how?, sweetheart," he says softly, sending thrills down your spine. "Anyway, you want." You add the weed, causing you to lose all track of thought, making you blurt out whatever comes to mind as you bite down on your bottom lip. "Mmm, anyway I want, huh?" Matty chuckles smoothly in disbelief, his free hand reaching up to gently tug on your bottom lip, releasing it from between your teeth. He pulls back slightly, his eyes scanning your face, drinking in your flushed cheeks and glazed over eyes.

He wraps his hands around your waist and lifts you onto his lap in one swift motion as if you weighed nothing. He gives a gentle grunt as you are hoisted onto his lap. His arms instinctively wrap around your waist, supporting your weight. He places you securely on his lap, his face buried in your neck, inhaling the sweet scent of your hair. "Fuck, you smell so good, love."

"I wore the perfume you like." You whisper into his ear, casually placing your arms around his neck and looking down at him teasingly. Matty's arms tighten around your waist, possessively. "You did, did you?" He breathes against your neck as he pulls away to stare at you, his voice low and sultry, and his hands begin to roam over your back, his touch light yet firm, causing you to slowly move your hips against his. "For me, love?" he states. "Only for you." You exhale out quietly at the sight of him beneath you, causing your mind to race with ideas, unaware that your hips are now grinding into him more desperately. Matty's hands immediately sink to your backside, limiting your movement. "Sweetheart, your killin' me here," he replies, his voice strained. His face contorts with ecstasy as you push against him, and his breathing hitches as he sucks in his air.

"You want me to stop?" You ask teasingly, knowing that the response is unavoidably no. "Don't you dare..." Matty says gruffly, gripping your backside. His head tilts back slightly, revealing his Adam's apple, as he swallows deeply, his eyelids fluttering closed. "Thats what I thought." You whimper against the crook of his neck, your body trembling in pleasure as your hands reach for his hair, tugging his head back even farther, causing him to gasp. Matty's grasp on you tightens, his fingers piercing into your soft flesh as you press against him. His head falls back even further, resting on the headrest, and his entire body tenses up as he lets out a deep gutteral moan. "Love..." he exhales, barely audible.

"Mhm," you hum, lifting your head. Matty's gaze snaps to meet yours, his eyes wild and urgent. He looks at you as if he is starving and needs you to breathe. His lips parted slightly, releasing a small whimper, and his hands remain on your hips. You lower your hand down between you, palming at the boner that is now straining against his trousers as you kiss down his jawline. Matty's body shudders as you touch him, and his breath catches in his throat. He gives out a small gasp as you kiss along his jaw, his grip on you tightening as if he is terrified you will disappear if he lets go. "Fuck..love," he exhales, his voice trembling "please" he gasps out.

"please what?" You demanded, biting down on his neck and pausing to await a response. Matty's hips buck upward, seeking friction. "More," he asks, his voice husky. His hands glide inside your shirt, tugging it up and over your head before tossing it away. "Touch me, love...please," the "please," sounding even more frantic than before, his fingers splayed across your naked back. "Healy, c'mon now use your words...more of what?" You say, teasingly pouting innocently at him as you repeat what he said to you only 10 minutes before. Matty swallows deeply, his Adam's apple bobbing. He looks up at you, his eyes pleading for relief. "More of your hands, more of your mouth, god... more of you under me, over me, around me." He rasps, and you smile to yourself, understanding you've broken the guy who once wielded all of your power.

"Well, if you put it that way, I'm all yours." You utter into his ear. Matty lets out a choking cry, his hands grabbing your thigh securely as he draws you back in for a crushing kiss, taking up your mouth and so you breathe through your nose. He pulls away, his chest heaving. You pull him back in roughly by his collar, moaning against his lips, your hands quivering as you fidget with his jeans' zip. Matty's hips rise from the car seat as you slide the pants down, his breath hitching and washing over your skin. "Keep going...", he states "yes sir" you let out a breathy moan as you lift up your skirt so its wrapped around your waist, Matty's eyes darken as you lift up your skirt, his thumb brushing against your inner thigh now "I want you now" he pants, his face flushed."Then take me," you respond desperately yet sternly,gasping out quietly, your head falling back in pleasure as he pushes himself into you, feeling the way you clench around him, causing him to let out loud moans, pulling your hair back forcefully as he crashes into you and kisses your collarbone. "Fuck your so tight," he murmurs against your exposed flesh.

Matty sees stars as he feels your tight pussy clenching around his dick.He fucks you with reckless abandon, his hips crashing against yours as you roll your hips into him with with a brutal force. His hands reach up to wrap around your throat, gently squeezing as he pounds into you. "Look at me." You nod obediently, your vision blurred from the choking, and you let out stuttered gasps while pressing your nails into his shoulders. Matty's face contorts with pleasure as you look down at him, his hips thrusting upwards in a steady beat. "That's it... cum for me baby," he groans as he feels your orgasm building up, thrusting into you erratically as he feels his own release barreling down on him, his hands tightening around your neck desperatly.

With one final moan, your orgasm rushes over you, causing your legs to twitch and shiver with pleasure as your nails begin to draw blood on his naked skin, become onto his chest. The car is now humid and uncomfortably heated as you regain your breath against his skin, your hips continuing to rock against him in jolts as you ride out your high. With one final thrust, Matty achieves his own release, burying his face in the crook of your neck to mask his groans, the vibrations sending adrenaline down your spine. His arms wrap firmly around you, drawing you closer and wanting to jump into your bones, because no matter how close he gets, it isn't enough.As he spills into you, he pants heavily, his body quivering beneath you as you feel his dick go limp inside of you.

"Fuck," you giggle softly as the high subsides and you find the strength to pry yourself off of him, tucking a strand of one of his curls behind his ear and leaving a soft kiss on his cheek. Smiling down at him, your thumb running across his bottom lip that has gotten swollen from the forceful kisses, feeling his dick slip out of you, it's swiftly replaced with his finger gasping out from the sensitivity as you realise he's smirking up at you. "Don't wanna waste a drop, love," he winks at you, slipping back your panties on and fixing your skirt and adjusting himself as you climb back into the passenger seat."Right, love, let me drive you home," he says tenderly, turning to face you and kissing you one final time before he begins driving. "I'm never smoking with you again," you declare choking back laughter as you pull down the window to get some fresh air. "That's what they all say sweetheart" He nudges you playfully as he drives through the streets car lights flashing past yous.

If anyone of yous steal my idea its on sight x