#♕— thread :: matt 001

[remiroth]

meme prompt :: @mattyanderson1994 sent 3A

"Oh...my...God!" Remi whined in tandem with every deep thrust from the older man. It was cliché to call it making music, but that was exactly what they were doing. Matty's thrusts were masterful, each stroke a tantalising perfect combination of depth and speed, hard enough to make the slim man beneath him sink further and further into the couch. His tight walls were moulding around Matty's cock, letting the older man claim him to use him as deeply and as roughly as he liked. And Remi, ever the appreciative bottom, whined and moaned and cried out in response to each thrust. His frail arms were made even weaker from the intensity of the pounding he was receiving, and yet Remi did his best to reach upwards and claw at the older man's neck from below to leave some kind of mark, draw some sort of noise out of the relentless pounder so he could add his voice to their melody.

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It had been a long time since Remi had received a pounding this good outside of his family. The precarious creaking of the old leather sofa beneath him harmonised perfectly with the sound of skin slapping against skin, his and Matt's heavy breaths and moans only adding to the symphony. But Remi's mind was far far away from paying attention to the noises. He was entering such a state of euphoria from Matt's dicking that he could feel his eyes rolling into the back of his head, his toes from either side of Matt's waist curling, and all of a sudden became acutely aware of his own erection.

Remi's own prick had been rock solid for who knows how long, and was currently leaking an obscene amount of pre-cum over his own trim stomach. Each thrust from Matt sent his dick slapping against himself again, another splatter joining the sticky mess that was collecting there. "Cum for me, Matt," Remi panted desperately digging and scraping down the older man's back, "I need it, fuck, so bad! Breed me, Matt!" he cried. The closeness of his own orgasm was providing enough of an adrenaline rush for him to start keening forwards, making small juts of his hips in unison with Matt's to meet him in the middle, make his cock hit as deep as humanly possible.

"Impatient little brat, aren't you?" Matty teased, relishing in the tight squeeze of Remi's legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. The sight of Remi laid out beneath him, so eager and needy, was intoxicating.

Leaning in, Matty's lips brushed against Remi's ear as he whispered, "You want it faster? I'll give you faster." The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with Remi's breathy cries and moans. Matty grinned, watching the younger, his body writhing beneath him. He loved this—the control, the power, the way he could make Remi lose himself in the sensation.

"That's it, Remi," Matty murmured, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned down to capture Remi's lips in a heated kiss. "Let me hear you." His pace quickened even more, his hips snapping forward with an intensity that made the wood of the leather sofa creak beneath them. "You feel so good," he groaned, "his own voice thick with desire."Fuck!". The way Remi's body clenched around him, the heat and tightness, was driving him wild. He was close, so close, but he wanted to make sure Remi got there first.

[remiroth]

Being as impossibly tight as Remi was both a blessing and a curse in equal measure, so when he found a dick that he could take (or at least when he adjusted to the size), boy did Remi run with it. Matt just so happened to be one of those who was not only perfectly sized but also knew how to freaking use it. The fact that he was accommodating the bottom brat's request was all the better.

Remi whined once again as Matt ceased his movements but bit his tongue to allow the older man to adjust accordingly. His legs remained wrapped around his muscular thighs and, as their eyes met, impatiently squeezed to pull Matt closer again. He wasn't done yet. Faster meant faster, not stop. Not slowly, even if the slow pushing of his remaining length made Remi's back arch and a low hiss escape from his lips. It was tantalising feeling that now familiar stretching reduced to slow withdrawals and just as slow sheathing, each one making the younger man rut impatiently, keening for more.

It was gradual, and almost painful for an impatient bottom brat like Remi, but the speed did increase. His breathy noises were soon becoming drowned out from the sound of skin slapping against skin. Even though he was doing little but laying there and taking it, Remi was developing a sweat that made his already precarious position on the leather sofa all he more difficult. With nothing else to keep him stable, his arms looped around the older man's neck just in time for another loud moan to fill the room.

"Y-e-e-e-ssss!" Remi cried out in euphoric agreement, fingernails now digging into the back of Matt's neck as he clung on for dear life. This new angle combined with the older man's increased pace was doing things to Remi that was almost incomparable, and he was making it very well known with the slew of moans and welps he was emitting.

Matt was in fucking awe of the man underneath him. He adored moments like these when two people could be so intertwined with each other - he couldn't say he knew Remi all that well but in moments like this it felt like he knew everything about him. The position they found themselves in hadn't been the most practical but Matty had pushed the other down onto the couch and hadn't left much time before pinning him down and taking him.

He was sliding inside the other much easier now with pre-cum filling the boy before coating his length as he relentlessly pounded in and out of Remi. The sound of flesh pounding roughly against flesh with the sweet higher pitch of Remi's moans and demands drove the man wild, fueling his thrusts. At the demands came the first minor position change as Matt moved his arms up to grip at the back of the couch gripping the tight leather so much he'd caused small rips. For a moment his thrusts paused, his length half inside Remi as he adjusted himself. The older met the other's eyes again just as he sank slowly back inside to the hilt and just as slowly back out speeding up slowly until he found a rhythm he liked faster now, balls swinging and slapping the boy's flesh which added to the perfect sounds coming from the cabin.

"Better, darling?" he panted, pushing Remi deeper into the couch which only made it creak.

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With the close proximity between the two, Remi's only options were to meet Matty's eyes, stare at his chest, or close his own eyes. As embarrassing as his wanton moans were, Remi elected for the former. His arms and legs wrapped around the older man's neck and waist, respectively, which combined with the intense eye contact, made for a very needy and very possessive image. The throbbing member stretching him open and prodding him so deeply was his now, as much as one might think it was the other way around. He had long since passed the usual pain that came from his tight hole being penetrated, now fully immersed in the pleasure of the act. While his limbs were small and frail, they wrapped around Matty tightly, giving him no choice but to keep pounding in the same position.

"Faster," Remi commanded breathlessly as his slim body rose and fell in tandem with Matty's heavy pounds, each one leaving a deeper and deeper imprint in the sofa. The comment about his tightness only made Remi moan louder, and in an act of defiance, made the impossible tightness clench even tighter around the man's piece, "faster, please!" he whined again, louder this time, toes curling as he found himself falling further and further into euphoria.

The intensity with which Matt found himself pounding into Remi was a pure testament to Remi's beauty. The older man had the younger pushed down onto the couch, curled up amongst him - truly between a rock and a hard place. Matty pressed his forehead up against the others, his hands on Remi's chest keeping him down low as he thrust down at a consistent easy pace but deep enough to get the pretty boy whining for him. Short growls and grunts escaped his lips each time he sank back down into that tight hole that cradled his dick like it had been perfectly crafted just for him. Matty pulled back a touch at the fingernails on his neck, nodding, with a deeper thrust down until his balls began slapping rhythmically against Remi.

"Fuck ... so tight..." it was almost a miracle finding someone in this place of all places this tight.