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[sincerely-ari]

I want to smother him.

I want to be clingy and overbearing with him but only in private, like the personal solitude of his room.

I want to cling to him as he lays in bed, trying to do something else like read or play a game.

I want to mold myself into his side, kissing his neck, stroking his chest, rubbing my legs against his.

I want to distract him with my affection. I want him to become flustered at the stark contrast between public and private affection and how he's the only one who knows there is a difference in the first place.

When I tease him about being flustered and he tries to push me away with his hand out of embarrassment, I want to grab it and kiss his fingers all the way down his arm.

I want him to give in despite being embarrassed. I want to kiss all over his face as he huffs in defeat after the rather pathetic attempt at a struggle.

I want to mumble a little "I love you s'much" into his warm cheek as the skin heats up even more at the confession and my lips on his skin.

I want him to have an internal struggle, trying to man up and say it back. Only to weakly mumble out, "Whatever." as he places his hand over his bright red face.

[sincerely-ari]

you’re into that aren’t you?

inspired by yet another dream i had TnT

warnings: making out, slight smut , edging??, more hair playing, knee riding??, making a ‘movie’

it was so stupid.

seriously, it was. you two were just trying to film a vlog for your youtube channel and you couldn’t stand how much of a mess his hair was so you offered to fix it.

you were simply combing through his hair with your fingers and it was somewhat tangled, your fingers forcing themselves through the knots. he was letting out little ‘ows’ here and there ans finally the mess was gone “there all untangled.” you said smiling pointing the camera at him he smiled and covered the lens with his hands.

he had decided to play a game to entertain the vlog, a game of tag something easy and simple. you started chasing him and he was running. He was pressed up against a white phone booth with his legs somewhat open “tag!” you exclaimed he smiled and rolled his eyes “yeah yeah, c’mere” he pulled you down to one of his legs and you rested comfortably on the edge of his knee he pointed the camera at you and you covered your face with your hands.

he moved his knee so it moved between your legs. You were clearly caught off guard by this but he persisted, teasing you with the camera as well. Finally he put it down but kept you on him moving his knee so it would rub against you. you wrapped your arms around his neck and put your head into the nook of his neck, planting vickie’s to surpress your noises. You moved back and fourth chasing your release and you were going to finish but he stopped moving his knee and you knew what he was doing so you just tried to do it yourself, tried to help yourself, but he wouldn’t let you. pulling your hair every time you even thought about finishing.

and then there was that grin. That stupid,cheeky,wide ear to ear grin. so sinister and yet so attractive you could tell he was doing something, you looked down and he was recording on his phone, he was looking at you watching your reaction. “for later.” he said while fixing your position on top of him while he presses harder against you.

he let you rest a bit, continuing to mark his neck while he moves his arms to hold you.

he stops and gets up “what? don’t give me that look.” he says chuckling, as he points to the camera he lets you know he’ll most definitely be using it later, and might help you as well.

(sorry i lost the plot at the end my dream ended after the knee thing😭)

[sincerely-ari]

can i touch your hair ??

warnings : hair play?? (no idea if that’s a thing) , touch starved!matt, bratty sub matt, got this from a dream i had, smut, turns into more as the story goes on, over stimulation,bondage,blindfolding,reader has a slight thing for seeing matt so desperate and needy.

(might’ve missed some tags)

you had just finished filing a video with matt, you two were so tired. Matt especially, poor baby. you two headed off to the couch and you sat down first letting matt follow. He sat down on the floor and pulled your legs over his shoulders gripping onto them with his hands “wanna watch a movie?” you suggested, he turned his head up to meet your eyes,they were husky and had a rather dark gaze.

he shaked his head and pulled his phone out instead, you brought your hands up to his head dragging your fingers through his hair combing it with your fingernails. he hummed quietly as you continued to play with it making sure to get every inch of his scalp relaxed, finally you let go and he whined at the loss “something wrong?” you ask worriedly expecting him to say anything except what was about to leave his mouth “you can’t just get me hard by doing that and not let me finish” he whined.

he brought his head up again.. giving you those puppyish eyes he knew made you want to have control over him “please babyy” he whined once more, and your eyes widened you clearly didn’t expect this sort of reaction out of him. “just this once.” you warn him and he nods but you both know now that he’s found out this gets him off he’ll never stop asking for it.

you bring your hands up once more to his hair, dragging your fingernails down his scalp and massaging his scalp “oh..” he sighs out, a cheeky smile forming on his mouth as he throws his head back for further access to your hands. “feels good?” and he nods, only bringing himself further pleasure. you continue to praise him that stupid,overlyexcited,horny smile never leaving his mouth as he pushes himself up towards your hands digging further into his hair. it was so thick making you have to move it out of the way quite often which he doesn’t mind. all he knows is that it feels good, way too good.

“ ‘m gonna finish love” he warns as he palms himself through his boxers and just to test the waters.. he suddenly feels a sharp pain through his head yet it’s oddly pleasing too. “did you just pull my hair?” he asks looking up at you. continuing to touch himself. “i have to have some type of control over you” you mention how he always does whatever he wants to when he’s hard and that makes him smile because obviously you gave him an idea, so he stops palming himself and continues to let you play with his hair painfully slowly.

“baby could you please, please..” and you know he wants you to dig your nails into him because of course he’s into that, so you do. letting him moan out your name and letting out obscurities of how good it feels and he can feel himself getting needy again.. bringing his hand back down to grab onto himself. “ i need to.. please please i need to so badly.. ‘m gonna cum.” he whines out with eyes shut and his hand rubbing his clothed cock so so harshly. You continue to play with his hair and just for good measure you tug on it and he lets out a loud, unashamed moan. he quickly covers his mouth and looks up at you apologizing almost immediately.

“i- i didn’t mean to..” he starts, but you stop him letting your hands leave his hair and moving your legs off his shoulders so you can sit infront of him. “can you wait right here baby?” you let him know and he nods awaiting your return.

you come back with a blind fold and his eyes widen in interest “you're gonna use that on me?” he smiles and he looks eager. you blindfold him and cover his mouth “try not to be so loud yeah? we wouldn’t want chris or nick to see you like this wouldn’t we?” he practically jumps at the idea of it ,bucking his hips up.

he feels you leave once again and tenses when he feels you tying his wrists together “wha-“ he gets cut off by your hand covering his mouth, your free hand going down to his very hard cock, he whines behind your hand but it’s muffled yet he doesn’t care. he bucks his hips up and is as vocal as he wants to be.

“shhh.. if you can’t be quiet i won’t touch you.” you warn and he quiets down immediately. but his hips thrusting into your hand is something he doesn’t stop. he moans behind your hand and you have to press down on his mouth so often because you’re just making him feel so good..

his pace quickens as he feels himself getting closer and closer and just as you rub your thumb over the slit on his tip, he spills. crying as he does so because it just hurts so good, he doesn’t stop thrusting his hips up and his breath is heavy and you think he might just pass out.

“oh baby.. that good huh?” you tease as he nods while sobbing he’s pretty overstimulated as well as overwhelmed, Yet you can’t help it “you’ve got one more in you, don’t you?” his sobs get louder as you say this and you feel the hand over his mouth get so unbelievably wet from his tears and just for a minute you let go off his mouth. he drops his head immediately. sobbing and letting out whimpers “are you okay puppy?” he nods “t-too much..” he says and he looks at you and woah.

he looks so pretty like this, face flushed, tip flushed, with a tear stained face.

you won’t touch him anymore after this, you can tell he’ll past out if you do and while the thought is amusing you don’t want him to get hurt. You untie his wrists and his blindfold. he’s still as beautiful as ever and you smile at him “look at you, your lips match your tip both are so red.” you tease, he looks like he’s about to enter pure escasty “feels good” he says, the words are slurred but he smiles. he leans into you and gives you a kiss on the cheek.

“i love you y/n.”

“i love you too matthew.” and you smile, because it’s true.