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fb!matt seeing the bulge while you guys are fuckin and goes crazzzyyyyy like pushing it yeah you feel that baby? all from me huh? (omg im going INSANE please write about this i need this SO much, i miss him SO bad)

matt's eyes drifted to where you two connected as he pumped in and out of you, infatuated with the way your needy cunt swallowed him, parting your puffy folds. you whined and writhed beneath him in the cutest way, moans like music to his ears—that’s when it caught his attention: a nice swell in your lower stomach that made his ego inflate instantly, disappearing each time he’d pull his cock back.

“holy shit,” he mutters in a cocky drawl, a small grin now tugging at his lips as one of the hands that was once holding you in place but the hips lets go to rest on the bulge he was creating.

broken moans escape you when you feel him instinctively beginning to speed up him movements, like a fire had been ignited within him. you were completely caught off guard, beginning to babble at him. “ahn-! oh, m- matt, what-“ you start, unable to finish your sentence as matt’s dick pistoned into you with no sign of letting up.

the pressure he put on the bulge added a surprising extra layer of stimulation, making your back bow off of his bed. “yeahh, y’feel that, sweetheart?” he asked, taking note of the way your eyes began to roll back, lashes batting as he fucked you so good, “got you goin’ crazy, huh? all from my dick.”

with that, his other hand moved off of your hip as well, swiftly snatching up your jaw to force your head down. “look at it,” he demanded through gritted teeth, slowing his movements to snap his hips into you in a controlled rhythm, making sure to go deep as his balls slapped against your ass, “look at that shit fillin’ you s’good.” his words emphasized with powerful thrusts, eliciting pleasured whines from your pouty lips.

he chuckled when your lashes fluttered, eyes opening to look at the way his cock made a small hill in the middle of your abdomen. allowing himself to drink in the sweaty sight of you, he hummed at your fucked out pants, knowing you were close by the way you fluttered around him.

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Baby daddy Matt and you sleeping in you bed after fucking all night and your daughter comes to your room and says “why is daddy here?” So confused to why Matt is sleeping next to you 🤨

you were spent, groaning when you heard your daughter calling for you in the room over. your legs and throat were sore, and the exhaustion from the lack of sleep was hitting you hard as you lifted an arm off of you and dragged your ass into mazzy's room.

"mommy," she whined, looking up at you with pleading eyes as you leaned over her crib and reached for her. a content smile grew on her small face as soon as you picked her up, short arms reaching to wrap as far around you as they could.

you gave her a warm, tired smile in return, bouncing her on your hip a little bit before you practically stumbled out of her bedroom. "still tired?" you asked, hoping to say yes as you waited to decide whether you should make your way into the kitchen a few feet away, or back to your bed.

mazzy nodded, rubbing her eyes with a small yawn. unintentionally, you let out a breath of relief, reaching to rub her little arm in response—the few hours of sleep you did get last night only allowed you to do so much right now. you continued on into your bedroom, coming to a quick halt when you heard your daughter let out a small gasp. "what? you okay?" you asked her, a bit of worry in your tone as you stood at the edge of your bed, trying to read her expression.

she jumped out of your arms without warning, making you panic for only a quick moment before seeing her land on the bed with a laugh, hurrying over to the lump under the covers on one side of it. "daddy!" she exclaimed, stopping before her dad to smack the back of his head.

matt groaned, turning over under your covers. "what?" he grumbled in an annoyed tone, eyes still closed as he now faced both you and his little girl.

"matthew," you warned, a brow raising at the agitation in his voice, "it's mazzy..."

with that, one of his eyes popped open, catching a glimpse of his daughter's excited expression. "oh..." he mumbled in response, a smile now beginning to grow on his face as his other eye opened. "g'morning princess," he started, an arm slithering out from your comforter to cup your daughter's small head, fingers entangling themselves in her soft curls, "lookin' so pretty, hm? just like your mama."

mazzy's smile widened, her little teeth poking out from between her lips as she giggled at her father's endearing words, batting her cute little eyelashes. "daddy, how'd you get here?" she then asked, eyes wide with wonder.

"daddy drove, silly."

she giggled again. "why are you here then?" she asked, a bit of confusion now apparent in her voice.

matt's eyes flicked up to meet yours, giving mazzy a small 'um' as he tried to think up an excuse. she gave him no time to answer, the confusion in her tone spreading across her face now. "you're in mommy's bed too... you have your own house, silly!" the skepticism in her voice quickly turned light as she joked with her dad.

both you and matt chuckled along with the small girl, honestly just glad she was too happy that she'd woken up to her dad there to continue on with the awkward questions.

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early morning sex with babydaddy!matt after he “accidentally” ended up in your bed last night 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

:: brat!reader often wakes up to babydaddy!matt in her bed

arms slithered around you as you were coaxed out of your sleepy state, the sound of someone whispering in your ear with desperation and something hard pressing against your butt causing you to let out a confused groan. you were still tired from last night's activities, body a bit achy and sore.

that's when you heard a small whimper from behind you, causing your head to turn and your eyes to meet his. matt practically pouted, drinking in your beauty in your half-asleep state. "baby i need you," he rasped, practically grinding his bulge against your ass.

"m'tired..." you whispered, struggling to keep your heavy lids lifted as you yawned.

a small smile tugged at matt's plump lips, flipping the you both over gently so he was now hoovering over you. "lemme do the work then," he insisted, hand moving to lift the big t-shirt you'd fallen asleep in, exposing your bare pussy to him. he was just happy you'd decided you were too tired to put all your clothes back on last night, making it easier on him now.

your hand caught his wrist, head shaking slowly. "sore," you started, feeling the light cramping around your entrance, "and mazzy's in the next room."

matt chuckled, admiring how straightforward you were with him. his hand pulled back from you, moving to stroke himself for even just the slightest bit of relief. "we'll try something else then, yeah?" he asked, positioning his length abover your folds before looking to you for approval, "this okay?"

with a hesitant nod, your eyes closed, trusting that matt would never do anything to hurt you. he was ecstatic, rubbing his leaking tip along your wet folds to tease you (and him, really) almost immediately. a soft whimper escaped your lips when his cockhead ran over your puffy clit, causing matt's soft grin to widen.

your eyes remained closed, leaving matt in full control. "keep it quiet, m'kay?" he ordered in a sweet tone, moving his dick meticulously to spread your folds. he hoovered his thumb over his long shaft, keeping it in place as he began thrusting between your folds. when your eyes opened again and your jaw went slack at the newfound friction against your sensitive nerves, matt nee he was at least doing something right for you. "yeah— yeahh, s'kinda new, huh? y'like it?"

instantly, you nodded, unable to deny the immense pleasure washing over you at such a simple action. it was embarrassing, really, for both of you; the way you guys found such satisfaction without even barely doing anything. matt felt his orgasm coming on already, grunts escaping his lips with each slow stroke between your sopping folds.

it was like the soreness surrounding your cunt has completely disappeared, and suddenly you felt the urge to beg matt to fuck you... the right way. this was great, yeah, but you needed more. you needed to feel him deep inside you. your mouth opened to tell him just that—

"mommy," you heard a whine from the other room. matt immediately stopped with a small sigh, too afraid to continue on at the thought of ignoring mazzy and risking her hearing.

"let me fuck you later... please," matt whispered as he hopped off of you, immediately searching your room for his clothes.

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w/c : ?

a/n : i changed the ask a little to make it slightly more interesting imo, and sorry that this's a bit rushed :( i don't have much time to write rn but i wanted to answer this for you. divider by @issysh3ll

taglist : @chrissexygf @mattsnumberonehoe @m4ttsmunch @submattenthusiast @k4yd1 @strnilolover @bxtchboy69

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no because i need a continuation of ps!chris calling you up and getting your help because he couldn't finish 😫😫😫😫😫 might bust a fat fucking nut

chris let out an annoyed huff, the head of his rock hard length angry and red as he freed it from his grip. he simply couldn't finish, having practically thrashed around in the dark, trying anything he possibly could to chase his release, he grew increasingly frustrated. "fuck it," he finally muttered, turning over to snatch his phone off of his nightstand.

and within minutes, chris had you at his house, barely having to convince you. he shuddered when you sank onto him, the feeling of your gummy walls stretching around him enough to send him over the edge immediately—but he held back. who was he to call you all the way to his house just to bust in a second? he was gonna make this worth your while.

gripping your hips as he thrusted up into you slowly, he grunted, brows knitting as he forced himself to shove that eager neediness down for now. "mhm, s'good," he muttered breathlessly, looking at where you guys connected as you began grinding on him, meeting his languid pace, "always s'good."

"shit," you breathed, feeling his tip prod at your sweet spot. you practically collapsed on top of him, squishy chest pressing against him in a way that made him absolutely feral as your forehead rested on his shoulder. he knew you were tired, having woken you up to get your help, and he knew you wanted to go slow, but fuck, it wasn't easy for him.

deciding it could be too much harm, his pace sped up a bit, more grunts escaping his gritted teeth before finally... yeah, it was a lot of harm.

he lifted you off of him quick, abs flexing as he felt himself tremble slightly, uncontrollable moans and echoes of your name tumbling from his lips. you sat on his thighs, watching hot, sticky spurts of cum flow from the slit in his angered head. he was always like some sort of teenager busting his first nut when it came to you, eyes lifting to give you an embarrassed look. "couldn't hold it?" you teased, finger running through the white liquid on his stomach.

"i can... i can still finish you, just—" he flipped you onto your back, face flushed as a few brown strands of hair stuck to his forehead, "just lay down f'me, okay? let me get you right," he said as he crawled between your legs, head dipping towards your core.

a/n : ughh, this's so rushed, sorry :(

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fb!matt would sooo talk you through it please can we get a small blurb kn this i miss my baby:(

people referring to fb!matt as their baby kills me cs he’s suchhh an asshole 😭 but i’m so glad people love him

matt’s fingers worked on your swollen bud as his dick pumped into you in a controlled rhythm, making sure his balls were hitting your ass before he’d pull back. you were overstimulated, and he was ready to give you more. “gonna speed up again, okay, sweetheart?” he said, his tone affectionate, yet filled with desire.

all you could do was let out a pleasured mewl, mind dumb from the two orgasms he’d already fucked you through. with that, his hips began to move faster, snapping into you in a way that had him panting above you. your warm insides massaged him just right, searching his already sensitive dick for more cum. “doin’ s’good,” he started, words being cut off by a small moan when he felt you clench around him at a particularly skilled rub of his finger on your glit, “oh fuckkk, always s’good.”

your hands searched for grounding in the silk sheets of his bed, back bowing slightly. “m- matt,” you practically drooled out, eyes rolling back at the way his cockhead repeatedly hit your sweet spot without fail.

“i know- shit, i know,” he reassured you, head dropping into your shoulder as his pace remained undeterred, allowing you to hear his pants and pleased hums clearer, “gonna give you my cum onee more time, mk?”

matt smiled when he felt you nod, free hand dropping to caress your bare side softly, “then m’gonna fuck it into you, ‘kay?”

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pornstar!chris making reader watch him silently make a video of him masturbating and forcing her to stay still and quiet 🫦

as chris clicked the video feature on his phone, turning it on, his eyes flicked up to meet yours. at least, for as long as they could before he saw them drop down to his length, his hand wrapping around the base of it as he sat in a chair in frony of you. fully erect, his pink tip leaked pre, veins popping out as his thumb brushed over one.

your lips parted, ready to say something before you remembered his one demand: 'keep fucking quiet'. and that's what you did, watching him begin to pump this absolutely gorgeous dick at the most annoyingly slow pace in complete silence. you couldn't help but wonder if he was torturing himself more, or you.

he swiped his thumb over his tip after allowing it to practically beg for attention, eliciting a sharp breath from him that made his bare chest rise in a way that your eyes widening slightly. "wish this was you," he then mumbled, causing your ears to perk up.

his eyes remained on his hand, slowly pumping it on his precum lathered length as small hums began to come from his throat. closing his eyes, his head tilted back while his pace quickened, allowing you to see the underside of his sharp jawline, and every flex of him abdomen when he'd give attention to his angry tip.

"dammit, love, y'so good to me," he whimpered, brows furrowed as he pleasured himself on camera, practically punishing you.

you knew he was supposed to be talking for the video, but you couldn't help but feel it was directed at you, rather than the patron, when he used your pet name. 'love'. oh yeah, he was definitely talking to you.

"oh shiiit, gonna make me cum," he then breathed in a satisfied drawl, snapping you out of your thoughts, "always make me cum fast, hm? jus' so good that i can't help it." his eyes snapped open, making direct contact with yours. he was done for.

this was something you'd never seen before—a man getting off to the thought of you, right in front of you, at that; finishing to one look at your face. the way ropes of sticky white semen shot out of the red head of his cock, landing on his stomach, made you tense up in surprise.

he trembled for a bit, tugging on himself through his orgasm without breaking eyes contact. once he was completely finished, he let his length free, sitting up in his chair to click off his phone.

"alright, stop with that look," he started, noticing that despite his demand, it wasn't going away. he lifted his hand, gesturing with his fingers, "enough, c'mere."

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Plssss do fratboy chris w innocent reader and she’s been busy but she finally sees him after a couple weeks and they fuck but it kinda hurts her cause it’s been a long time

changing this to rich!reader cs that’s his pairing, sorry !

sure, your two week trip to paris with your sister was amazing, but it left you needy. without chris there at your beck and call to relieve any aches you felt, you swore whatever you were feeling only grew stronger and stronger each day you were apart. even worse, he sucked at texting—hours, or even days would pass before he’d hit you back, usually having some weak excuse ready for you.

still, he’d come running as soon as you’d send a suggestive picture or something, ready to whip his cock out and send you a little treat in return. that was what you wanted, though it wasn’t really enough.

thankfully, you were back home, quick to notify chris. and to your pleasure, he was quick to drop whatever he claimed was holding him back from texting you before and rushed over to your place:

with his hardened dick prodding at your leaking entrance, you couldn’t help but feel a wave of anxieties wash over you when you felt that once familiar stretch so painfully tug at your cunt. your hands flew up to grip his biceps, a small whimper falling from your lips at the burning that spread through the lower half of your body.

less than halfway through, you couldn’t find the willpower to allow him to jam himself any further, a soft gasp causing his head to snap up. “just wait,” you demanded quietly when you saw the questioning look in his blue eyes, your own flicking to take a peek at where you two connected, “it’s clearly… been a minute.”

there was a quick chuckle at your words, his ego so clearly stroked. he knew you could take him, but something about you doubting yourself really tickled his fancy, an almost proud look now etched on his features. “could wait in this pussy all day,” he assured you in a gruff tone, voice straining a bit when he felt your walls flutter around him.

fuck yeah, you were really asking for it.

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babydaddy!matt's reaction if brat!reader tells him that the person she's seeing is meeting mazzy soon...

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(from cherry anon - i wanna do this cherry 'banner' to show its me !)

so cute, love the banner !

matt smiled as he picked his daughter up off of the couch, tossing her up in the air as the two giggled in excitement. he held her against him, white shirt and carhart jeans dirty. "you look all pretty," he spoke in such a sweet tone to mazzy, hand coming up to toy with the light blue ribbon tied in bows in her hair, "y'guys goin' somewhere?"

as mazzy shook her head, the sound of your heals stopped behind matt, causing him to turn both him and your child to look at you. "matt?" you called for him in a confused tone, head tilting slightly as you stood in your hallway a few feet away, "what're you doing here?"

there was a moment of silence as matt gavr you a one over, eyes narrowing a bit at the extra put together outfit you had on. he looked back to mazzy, clearing his throat as he observed the rest of her clothing. "uh— got off work a little early today," he stated simply, shifting in his spot as his eyes met yours again, "thought i'd come take mazzy out of your hands for s bit." he then lifted up the spare key between his fingers, showing you how he got in.

"oh-!" you chriped awkwardly, taking a few steps to get close enough to grab for mazzy, "mm-mm, we're okay."

pulling mazzy from his arms, matt gave you a look of disbelief. "w– no, what's going on?" he asked, suspicion laced in his voice.

"i'm gonna meet daniel!" mazzy exclaimed excitedly without warning, throwing her arms up as you kept her from falling.

matt's head immediately snapped towards his happy daughter, utter bewilderment spread across his face. "daniel?" he echoed in question, a bit of annoyance rising within him. matt knew who daniel was—the cock blocker; the reason you'd been ignoring all his attempts to get back in bed with you. but did mazzy know who daniel was? he was sure not... he was certain you hadn't told the poor girl anything. and yet, here you were, trying to bring him around her.

you instantly noticed matt's shift in demeanor, giving him an exasperated sigh. "don't look at me like that," you warned, rolling your eyes as you walked past him with a feigned nonchalance that only served to further get on his nerves.

matt turned with you, his eyes following you in the nice dress you'd put on... all for daniel. he bit the inside of his cheek, nodding as the annoyance only grew on his face with each passing second. "but you didn't think to tell me?"

"no, matthew," you answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, turning on the tv for mazzy after you'd gently placed her on the couch to watch, "and that is exactly why." your finger pointed at his tapping foot—a habit he acted upon whenever his anger was building.

his eyes glanced down as his foot, the repeated motion immediately stopping as he threw out his hands. "i mean, yeah, i'm pissed," he replied, his voice the slightest bit reasoning, "but come on, don't i have a say? she's our child, and you want to bring some random dude you've barely been seeing five months around."

you were quick to shake your head, adamant that, no, he didn't have a say. "exactly. listen to yourself, five months," you quipped, face twisting as if he were some idiot in your face.

"which is, like, barely any time... almost six years of us, in case you forgot."

"oh please," you rolled your eyes once again, "we both know this isn't just about mazzy. do you not get it, matt? move on. like i did."

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omg can you make like a really short angst blurb with babydaddy!matt and read , it could be anything you want! only if you'd like!!

:: brat!reader swears babydaddy!matt will never see her again

"no matt, fuck, just get out," you whisper-yelled in utter annoyance, careful not to raise your voice in front of your child, who was watching tv obliviously on the couch, as you ushered matt out of your front door. he just couldn't take a hint, practically pleading with you to let him stay—let him see his child.

"but mazzy-" he started, only to be cut off by you attempting to close the door on him, to which he pushed to keep open for as long as possible.

your brows furrowed in anger, a scoff louder than intended coming from your throat. "it's always 'mazzy', matt. that's your excuse. i'm sick of it," you spat out bitterly, words incoherent to the toddler a few feet away, who was now looking back at the two of you.

as you rambled on about how you never wanted to see him again, claiming both you and mazzy would be totally fine without him, matt's eyes flicked over towards the innocent girl, watching you angrily gesture at her father with wide eyes and eyelashes that batted at him. a wave of guilt washed over him, and he felt that not-so-familiar lump begin to form in his throat. the hurtful words you whispered in his ear seemed to fade in his mind, and all he could think about was keeping his daughter happy.

the more you said, the more he began to realize you held the power here. he knew he couldn't let whatever harsh emotions you had towards him keep him from seeing his only true joy in life. so he did what any man would to, and he cried.

you paused when you saw tears begin falling down matt's cheeks, the silence deafening as you began to wonder if you'd taken it too far. it was rare that matt cried, but it made sense that he'd cry over your threats of never letting him see his daughter again. "p- please," he finally spoke up, clearing his throat, trying his best to stop the tears from falling and further embarrassing him, "you have to understand, i- baby, i never meant for it to be like this."

there was another silence, save for the sniffles coming from matt. that's when mazzy stands up, her wobbly baby legs making it hard for her to make it across the living room very quickly. but once she did, she was quick to grab your legs from behind, startling you and causing your head to snap down in her direction with a small gasp. she looked up at you, then her dad, "daddy..." she whined, soft little 'princess voice', as matt would tell her, piercing though the tension, "hungry."

it was like your demeanor had completely changed, letting go of the door and crouching to pick up her little body with a well put together smile, "aww, mazzy baby's hungry, hm?" you cooed, pinching her belly softly as you began to cradle her in your arms.

mazzy nodded, another small whine leaving her cute little lips. you looked at matt for a moment, mulling over the options in your head. for a moment, there was a glimmer of hope, almost certain the way she'd whined for her dad was enough to convince you that she, in face, did need him.

that only led to a door in his face, the sound of you locking it echoing within his skull. hear could hear more cooing from the other side of it, unable to make out words as he just... stood there. it was your fault, really - the argument. but again, you held the power.

w/c : 603 a/n : i don't write angst very often, so sorry if this's absolute garbage lmaoo, i honestly didn't expect people to love bd!matt this much

-love, your grandma cvnty☆!

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is ps chris the kinda guy to give his girl a lolipop and then get turned on by her eating it? 😭

yes, exactly. but tbc, in my au, reader and ps!chris are not yet dating

chris gave you a small side eye when he noticed the way you were staring at him, lips wrapped around a blue lollipop as he sucked and licked at it, mindlessly scrolling his phone while the two of you sat idly on the couch. his head turned towards you, using his thumb to click the power button on the side of his phone. he pulled the lollipop from his mouth with a soft pop, raising a brow at you. "what?" he asked, not taking in to consideration that his straightforwardness might scare you a bit, "you're starin', love."

your eyes averted, embarrassed by not only the way he called you out, but also the affectionate nickname he'd so casually thrown out. chris took note of the way your face seemed to flush, a cocky grin spreading across his face. "you want this, huh?" he then asked, waving the lollipop glistening with his saliva before outstretching his arm to give it to you.

when he saw your hesitance, glancing between his face and the half-eated lolli in front of yours, chris was quick to take your chin between his index and thumb. your mouth opened in surprise, allowing chris to shove the sticky, sugary candy into it. the faux 'blue razz' flavoring melted on your tongue, along with chris' semi-wet spit, causing your hand to come up to grab the stick of it.

there was a silence as you began swirling your tongue around the treat, taking it out for a moment to kitty lick it a bit as the two of you held eye contact, chris now leaned back comfortably on his couch. your actions were completely innocent, only refusing to look away because chris was—no other intentions behind it. chris, on the other hand began to feel his pants tightening, taking the way your eyes stayed trained on him as some sort of challenge.

still, it didn't take long for his eyes to flicker down to the leather beneath you, clearing his throat as he shifted in his seat (and not-so-subtly adjusted the tent that had quickly formed over the few seconds of eye contact that had passed). "fuck," he breathed through gritted teeth, taking a moment to finish his adjustments before his eyes met yours again, "always doin' naughty shit on purpose..."

you gave him a confused look, breath hitching when he practically dragged you down to your knees.

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how did babydaddy!matt and reader met? + how did he treat while she was pregnant? (i bet he was super attentive and with her🥹)

they met in highschool ! basically in sophomore year, but they started really talking and hanging out senior year. matt asked reader out mid-year and they started dating. reader was a cheerleader and matt played lacrosse, so reader even convinced the coaches to start letting the team perform routines for the lacrosse boys.

when reader got pregnant (two years later, when they were both 19), the two were obviously shocked, but they made the most of it. of course, matt was nervous about becoming a dad, but no one could ever tell because of how sweet and attentive he was with her. he'd go to all the appointments with her, help her in and out of the car/up and down stairs, run her warm baths when she was stressed, and even rub her feet after a long day—even before she was all big and swollen. he also would do that cute thing where he'd press the side of his face into her pregnant belly and speak to mazzy through it.

reader broke it off with matt towards the end of her pregnancy, but even then, he continued taking care of her, despite having to fully move back in with his brothers. years later, he's an exceptionally devoted dad, and would never let whatever confusing relationship he has with reader get in the way of taking care of his child.

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what is fuckboy!matt doing rn plsplsplsplspls

the pic, i'm sobbing lmfao

[monday, 10:23AM] :

fuckboy!matt's busy getting his dick sucked by reader before he has to start getting ready for a lecture. he's not usually one to ask for things like this, but he woke up with the biggest hard-on he's probably had in his life for 'no reason'... or at least that's what he told reader... now she has him halfway down her throat as his hand tugs at her hair, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut, groaning with each flick of her tongue over his leaking slit

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fb!matt getting flirted with by another girl and he entertains it but then realises he has you

standing beside his brother as he handed out little baggies of white powder to feining college students, matt paid no mind to the party as he scrolled his phone, red solo cup in one hand. the bustling of party-goers and flashing lights surrounding him had faded as he became focused on the mobile game he'd deemed more important.

"excuse me," he suddenly heard from in front of him, causing his eyes to flick up from the multi-colored blocks on his screen, "is your name matthew?" a pretty girl asked, dressed in fishnets with a miniskirt and tight top that barely covered her breasts as she flicked her long black hair over her shoulder.

he nodded, unamused expression unwavering. "matt," he corrected, lifting his hand to gesture a thumb behind him, "chris is the one with the drugs, if that-"

her hand covered his, pushing it down slowly as he shook her head with a smug little smirk splayed across her dark, glossy lips. "i don't want any of those drugs," she stopped him from further wasting his breath, voice a little lower now, "i heard you have one of your own that you're keeping from me though, and- well, i'm lookin' to get my fix."

matt immediately got the hint, a small smirk tugging at his parted lips before he let out an exasperated breath, looking the shorter girl over as he found himself crossing his arms at her. "yeah?" he asked, a chuckle that exuded confidence leaving his mouth, "and where'd y'hear that?"

"a friend—she said what you got won't do anything less than rock my world," she replied instantly, a flirty giggle falling past her pearly whites and eyelashes batting as she looked up at him. "just wanna see if it's true or not..." she then added, stepping in close to him so she could run her sharp, manicured nails up his tattooed arm.

matt's eyes followed her fingers, tongue jutting out to wet his pink lips so he could hold back the leer that threatened to creep onto his face. "mhm." and just as his mouth opened to voice the complacent reply that had popped into his mind, the memory of you having texted him earlier about not being able to make it to chris' party canceled it out, making him realize he'd forgotten to text you back. "shit," he muttered, any sign of interest in the absolutely stunning girl that was so clearly throwing herself at him completely dropping in his body language.

she quickly noticed the change in his demeanor, confusion replacing the flirtatious expression she once had. "what?"

a sigh was all she heard before she watched him roll his eyes at her seemingly out of nowhere. he pulled his arm from her touch, a sudden annoyance, and maybe even disgust apparent on his sharp features. "i got a girl," he then replied bluntly, a brow raising as if to say 'so get to movin'

the scoff of disbelief that left came from the girl in front of him made matt roll his eyes again. "you have a girlfriend?" she questioned, as if there was absolutely no way that could possibly be true.

"she's not my girlfriend, but uh... y'know," he countered, a smooth shrug as a cocky smile creeped on his face at the thought of having you wrapped around his finger, "i got 'er."

"yeah right. and you suddenly remembered you had her after you seemed all interested before?" another scoff, further proving she didn't believe him, "some boyfriend you are."

"where'd you say y'heard about me again?" he then asked, face dropping to one of disinterest as he looked over her again, no longer so impressed by her looks.

"my friend?"

"yeah," he chuckled lowly, finding her persistence the slightest bit amusing, "some friend you are." with that, his eyes fell back to his phone, swiping out of the game on it as he now ignored the girl before him, standing there for a moment in shock.

[cvnntagious]

what is pornstar chris doing right now!!

[tuesday, 8:09PM] :

pornstar!chris has his dick in one hand, and his phone in the other, recording reader on her knees in front of him on the floor of a restaurant bathroom. he'd invited her to a fancy company dinner with his film crew, and practically begged her through messages for a little relief after he'd seen that cute little dress she wore to it. she has her tongue out as he slaps his tip on it, looking down at her with a little smirk that shows off his sharp canines

[cvnntagious]

babydaddy!matt pretending to be “shocked” when you find out you’re pregnant again even tho he told you he pulled out (he never does) and bro is just eating that shit up cause you’re in DISBELIEF 😭

i'm changing this slightly cs lying to someone about where you finish is non-tolerable to me, sorry !

matt's eyes followed your hand as you set the test on the counter beside you, eyes flicking up to meet your expression of pure shock. you genuinely just couldn't believe you'd let this happen again. you knew messing around with your other child's father was messy, but you never thought it'd lead you here.

"jeez," he said , unsure of what to say— what could he even say about this? you were pregnant, simple as that.

your eyes caught his, scoffing at the one word response. "just 'jeez', nothing else?" you asked, tone a bit bitter towards the man in front of you. it wasn't his fault, really, you were being reckless.

his face twisted a bit, looking down at you as you stayed seated on your toilet, the early morning sun making his blue eyes glowing a lighter shade. "i mean, shit baby, what else did you expect? we fuck, i nut in you, and then we go back to hating each other. at least once a week," he replied in a sort of whisper-yell as to not wake up the sleeping toddler in the room over, "or at least you go back to hating me."

"matt," you warned, head tilting in disdain.

matt didn't care. "i even tell you m'gonna fuck a baby into you, like, every time," he points out, tired of you always trying to dodge accountability, "and, fuck, it's always 'do it'... 'need a baby, matt,' all that shit."

your face dropped - he was right. it's like it was bound to happen. "i just didn't think..."

"what, thought i wouldn't do it?" he shook his head, arms crossing as his gaze fell on the positive pregnancy test once more, "i really am a man of my word, i guess."

you knew your friend was right when she told you to get back on that stupid pill.

[cvnntagious]

is there some cute moments between babydaddy!matt and brat!reader? before she gets pregnant, during pregnancy or after🥹

i had the worst week of my life and i need some comfort tbh.... i feel im gonna go insane

☆ before brat!reader got pregant—matt would constantly talk about having kids, asking her questions he thought were mostly silly at the time, like 'would you prefer a boy or girl?' or, 'what you think they'd look like?'. he'd say nothing more than some hypothetical 'what if questions'

as matt sat behind brat, hands kneeding at a knot in her back, he leaned down, placing a supple kiss on the crook of her neck. his heart melted when she giggled, lifting her shoulders and leaning her head to one side to hide the area as if it tickled.

he then let out a long breath, a look of endearment spreading across his face as he stared at the back of her head. "baby..." he finally spoke up, clearing his throat when her head turned so she could meet his longing gaze, "do you... even want to have kids with me?"

her eyes widened slightly, a bit of surprise at her question. yeah, she knew he loved to make jokes about having babies, but somehow, she didn't expect him to get so serious about it—so randomly, at that.

still, she didn't hesitate to nod, finding herself chuckling as her eyes closed, beginning to imagine what a life would be like as a mother, matt by her side. "r- wait, really?" he asked, tone laced with both excitement and disbelief.

"i mean, who else would i have a kid with?"

☆ during brat!reader's pregnancy—matt loved holding her belly to take the weight off her back.

he stood behind her in the kitchen, arms cradling her swollen stomach as she let out loud sighs of relief. his eyes softened when she leaned her head back, allowing it to rest on his shoulder as the tension on her forhead seemed to almost immediately dissipate.

sure, matt didn't look the strongest, and truthfully, maybe he wasn't the strongest, but when he saw his girl carrying his baby, feeling light as a feather when he'd lift their baggage ever so gently, he couldn't help but feel like he could stand there for hours. he knew he'd do anything to make her as comfortable as possible, even if that meant standing in that kitchen until his limbs ached.

☆ after brat!reader's pregnancy—matt never hesitated to tuck her into bed at night.

after long days of taking care of their newborn, matt knew brat was the most tired she'd ever been in her life, sitting idly on her couch when he'd see her come out of mazzy's room, staggering through the door not far from it. his eyes would stay trained on his phone, opting to peek at her through his peripheral so she could make it to her room in peace.

he watched her flop on her bed, just barely hitting the target as she groaned. she didn't even bother to lay her head on the pillow, almost immediately falling to sleep as soon as she felt the warmth of her soft mattress beneath her.

matt's eyes lifted, waiting for a few moments as he watched for signs of consciousness before he rose from his spot. he tiptoed past the baby's room, creeping into brat's as he felt his heartbeat quickening;this was the most peaceful he'd seen her since before the pregnancy. her chest rose and fell with soft breaths, pink lips slightly parted as his blue eyes scanned her.

he felt like a creep, in all honestly, sighing as he turned his head in search for a blanket, which she'd forgotten in all her tiredness. lifting the fuzzy pink blanket at the edge of her bed, he laid it out over her, leaning down to tuck some parts under her body slowly.

though he was well-aware that if she woke up right now, she'd be pissed that he was in her room, he couldn't help but feel the need to take care of her. with that, he was fully prepared to do this as many times as he needed, wanting her to get as many comfortable hours of sleep as possible.

and he'd take care of mazzy if she woke up in the night, like he had been for the past few days. then, he'd leave for work early in the morning, allowing brat to have her time with the baby before he'd come back at night and do it all again...

sorry if this's rushed, normally i'd make a whole post about this and tag you in it, but since you were having a bad week, i wanted to get this put asap :)