#Matt Jackson smut

[daddyhausen]

commission 2/4 for @ospreayelite

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「 MASTERLISTS 」 | 「 AEW MASTERLIST 」 | 「 MATT JACKSON MASTERLIST 」

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「 SUMMARY 」 — you’ve never squirted before. matt makes it his mission to make her squirt multiple times over

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], fingering, soft sex, groping, praise, multiple orgasms, male + female orgasms, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex squirting, internal cumshots, vaginal creampie

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 3.1k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x matt jackson

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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「 TAGLIST 」 — @cosmoholic13 @thewrestlingbitch @omg-im-such-a-masochist @adamjf @wardlow @alexisquinnlee-bc @sammiejane22 @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @omegasluvbot @melissahausen @writtingrose @drummergrl1310 @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @bonehead-playz @legit9thlunaticwarrior @cherrytheeredheadmamaclaymore @crowleysqueenofhell @romanreigns-supreme @janetreader @thenerdybaker523 @sunshinevirus @nicoleveno14 @rubyred1980 @harmshake @igncrxntripley @ripleyswhore @embermdk @thepalaceofmelanie @violetmacher @seeingstarks @kennysbadkitten @darkangelchronicles @ripleyswife @selena-tyler-564 @auburnwrites @biforrollynch

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matt sat at the edge of the bed completely perplexed by the string of words that just left your lips. all the while you crumpled into an embarrassed heap, red faced and naked before your loving husband, shying away into your knees to avoid his pleading gaze

“wait wait…’ he began, joining you at the top of the bed, back pressed against the headboard, still trying. to gauge your words

“what do you mean you’ve never squirted before?” he questioned, repeating your words, smoothing down stray strands of hair that fell across your eyes and atop your forearms. his hand made its way under your chin, guiding your face up to meet his gaze. the honey-brown of his irises bared his soul, trying to give comfort in your rather self-imposed, embarrassment

your eyes scanned his features, hoping to not find any mockery or judgement behind them. you didn’t, thankfully. you knew matt loved you wholeheartedly. he was mature enough to not judge you on something so juvenile and quite frankly unimportant. yet in the back of your mind, your own thoughts kept persisting, just lingering on that he might find your repulsive or not a decent lover.

you opened your mouth to speak but hesitated for a moment, letting a soft breath exhale from your lips before shutting them again. the calloused pad of matt’s thumb swiped over your bottom lip daintily, smearing some of the glittery lip gloss you’d been adorning throughout the day, his thumb now shiny and shimmering under soft lamp-light, an almost golden hue to the pearlescent speckles that graced his skin.

“its not that i’ve never wanted to…” you began, biting your bottom lip in hesitance as your avoided your loving husbands gaze once more, cheeks buried with a heated fury, all the while matt stared with a worried yet, understanding glance

“i just…i’ve tried but i don’t know how…” you admitted coyly, a small chuckle leaving your lips just at how ridiculous this entire scenario sounded. especially falling on the ears of your adoring husband, who was nothing short of compassionate throughout every ordeal you faced. he surely knew that this would have not been an easy thing for you to confess.

he understood that women were always put high on a pedestal of sexual prowess, needing to be good but not too good to overshadow their male counterparts. experienced but not to the point where they know more than he. consequently not inexperienced enough to not know what they’re doing. to be virgins but not be clueless, to be experienced but to not have slept around. the expectation was too high to compete with, he’s come across women who feel like they need to fuck like porn stars in order to please their lovers, being able to endure such reckless, uneducated encounters and be expected to put out afterwards.

matt gave a solomon hum in response, placing a gentle hand upon your knee tracing featherlight shaped up and down your calf, from knee to ankle, travelling slowly back up your thigh until he rested the tips of his fingers against your exposed hip bone. he leaned into you, his free hand wrapped around your shoulders, pulling your warm, naked frame into his chest, allowing you to listen to the soft, rhythmic thrums of his heart beat amongst the silence that flooded the bedroom. his fingers threaded lightly through the strands of hair, massaging your scalp with slow, gentle strokes

“you know i love you, right?” he questioned, his voice barely above a whisper, accompanied with a subtle, tired and husky rasp that you’d become so accustomed to in the midnight hours over the years. you replied with a small him, nuzzling yourself into the warmth of his broad chest. his head resting idly atop of yours, leaning down to kiss your hairline before pulling away to gaze upon your features momentarily

“and i never want you to think you need to be embarrassed of things like this. don’t this you not being able to do something makes me love you any less”

the calloused pad of his thumbs felt so coarse against your smooth cheeks. your heated skin burning against the relative coolness of his palms, succumbing to his touch, his embrace. the whites of your eyes become glossy, pupils blown with adoration and utmost love towards your husband, who stared back with the most endearing smile that you could not help but fall deeper in love with.

“you want me to help you?” matt quipped with his usual flirtatious tone, amorous flair dripping from the tip of his tongue. your body grew more heated, a furious blush burned your cheeks, feeling him nuzzle into your neck and squeeze at your hips

“and how would you go about doing that?” you murmured seductively, leaning up to trail kisses against his jawline, the corse, wiry strands of his beard tickled your skin. he pursed his lips into a thin line, humming sweetly with a cocky undertone, almost as if he was challenging your words

“i have my ways” he retorted, resuming his fiery passion with hungry kisses across your jawline and neck. matt shuffled slightly in the mattress, the silky bed sheets provided a cool sensation to his hot flesh. he positioned himself behind you, his large chest pressed against your back, a calming effect it had on you, setting aside your nerves for now as he held you close.

matt began to lick and nip at your neck, taking the soft skin between his lips and lightly nibbling and marking the flesh. a chorus of soft moans reverberated into your skin, making your writhe and shudder closer into him

“matt…” you whimpered, feeling his ring-worn palms brush against your perky nipples, the swollen buds sensitive and overstimulated from his persistent touching, eventually he took them between two fingers, his index finger and thumb, lightly twirling and yanking them as pleasured moans erupted from your lips

“please…” you continued between shaky breaths, matt gave your nipples one final tug, and a hard one at that, the initial sting as he release sent shockwaves of pleasure to your core. he returned to groping your breasts, the pillowy mounds turning to soft, malleable putty in his palms, squeezing and contorting the flesh however he saw fit.

“be patient, princess…” matt’s words were tantalisingly sweet in your ears, his voice still held that low rumble, reminiscent of a growl or another guttural sounding remark. his hands trailed slowly down your stomach, delicate touches were all you felt at the feeling would grow and dissipate in intervals the lower his digits sunk. eventually, he stopped at the mound of your sex, tracing the indents of your hip bones and pelvis, the axis of where your thigh and hip met, down your thighs and close to your ass where flesh was not covered by silky cream coloured sheets.

your skin burned and tingled with his touch, so desperate, craving him more. begging for him to please you like a husband should. his fingers continued to explore your flesh, inching back to your mound, in between your thighs where he slotted both hands between them, slowly beckoning your thighs open.

“spread ‘em for you, sweetheart” you gave no resistance as he spread your thighs apart for you. his fingers traced delicate lines across your mound, with one finger between your folds, spreading your wetness around and against your inner thighs. your moans sweet, interjected with small hitches of your breath each time your husband’s rugged finger would circle around your clit

“so wet for me” he muttered against the skin of your neck, words muffled through frantic kisses. he spread your folds further, dipping two fingers into the warm wetness of your cunt. despite just being his fingers, the stretch of your cunt around him was nothing short of wonderful, feeling both digits curl deep inside you was just as mesmerising as the first time you both engaged in it

his name mixed in with your moans, so ravenous with so much want for your husband’s touch. his lips pecked the delicate skin, peppering feverish kisses to your jawline, feeling himself grow hard against the small of your back. a throb that was persistent and evident against your skin. his tip engorged and red, drooling with warm beads of pre-cum, uncontrollable with his lust

“good girl…” he cooed, nipping gingerly at your earlobe. “you ‘ve always been so good for me”

all you could muster was a small hum in response, feeling his fingers dig and curl deeper into your dripping cunt, the digits glossy with your sweetness each time he would pry them from your warmth. you tilted your head back, gasping and moaning into his jawline, leaving wet open-mouth kisses to the flesh.

the rumbles of his moans resonating low in his chest, the soft vibration between your shoulder blades and against your back. it was a comfort you’d found yourself melting into, a comfort that made life feel safe and serene. just warm against the heat of his chest

his fingers curled deeper into your void, gathering your sticky wetness, about ready to spill down your thighs. he could feel the heavy pulses around his digits, the pull of your cunt dragging him deeper into the void of arousal. his cock throbbing with such desires that could rival the sinful wanting of the devil himself. matt’s teeth would gently nip and bit at your skin, pulling you out of your euphoric pleasures for a moment to gasp and mewl at the sensation

“matt…” you whimpered once more, his name lingering on the cusp of your breaths, rolling off the tip of your tongue with such ease and much to his amusement. your cunt ached with a dull throb, pulsating with heat as you tried to calm yourself, feeling that arousal bubble in your belly, wetness beginning to pool around your husband’s fingers.

“don’t fight it, princess. just let it happen” matt cooed sweetly, momentarily deafening the wet squelching sound between your thighs, a pool of wetness vide toy forming between them.

“oh fuck-“ you cried out, orgasm rushing through you like a tidal wave.

“that’s it, pretty girl” your husband’s voice lulled you through your orgasm, blankets damp, a puddle of your juices between your shaking thighs. matt’s finger is still forcibly filling your void, egging you on, desperate to get another orgasm out of you.

“matt please…” you cried out again. the sound of your wet, dripping cunt, oozing warmth around your husband’s fingers was almost too much to bear. matt remained silent momentarily, merely enjoying the sounds your body produced. the sweet wet squelch between your thighs, your frantic whimpers, your please for him to give you more, something, anything. just another chance to revel in your orgasm.

“give me one more, sweetheart. i know you can”

“matt i can’t-“ you panted, evidently breathless from the lovely assault from his fingers. your cunt so overly and thoroughly stimulated. so sensitive to his touch, body practically jolting and shuddering every time his fingers would curl inside of your cunt or gingerly graze across your clit.

with that, you spilled over once more. this time matt releasing his fingers from your void. your sweetness gushing down your thighs, like a fountain. an audible gasp left your lips at the visible wet stain between your thighs, the sheets completely soaked, as were matt’s fingers. the calloused digits literally dripping with you, with your sweetness, the culmination of your arousal

he gave no hesitation in bringing them towards his lips, sucking and cleaning his fingers, his tongue lapping up your sweetness like a man lost in the desert dying of thirst. that insatiable thirst instantly quenched upon your juices mingling with his taste buds

you could not help but be overcome with a profound embarrassment, cheeks heated and flush with orgasm but also shame. you’d ruined your favourite bedsheets, made a mess of them. your inner thighs glistening and wet with your own warmth. you don't necessarily know how to feel, despite your husband's resounding, proud smile. you felt…disgusted in a way at yourself for making such a mess. matt took note of your sombre expression, his mood chipper mood instantly softening to one of worry and heartache

“no, my sweet girl. you did so well”

it’s like he could read your thoughts, his mind synching with your own in some telepathic marital bond. his hands fell to your shoulders, massaging the taut flesh, trying to absolve some of your stress and worries away. his lips leaving soft, lingering kisses to the back of your head, subtly in having your sweet scent.

“you sure?” you questioned, desperate for your loving husband’s undying reassurance. “i mean. i made a mess”

the aforementioned bedsheets, soaked, cold and sticking to your heated skin slightly

“that’s the fun part” matt retorted cheerfully, trying to brighten up the mood. he wrapped his muscular arms around your frame, pulling you in, once more to his chest, his breathing regaining slightly, feeling the subtle thrum of his heartbeat against your back.

“don’t worry about the sheets sweetheart. go get yourself ready in the shower, i’ll be with you in a minute” matt hummed softly against your hair, plain going another lingering kiss to your temple before getting up, gathering the sheets in a bundle as you stood up.

you made your way into the bathroom, your cunt still aching and dripping with pleasure. you sure as hell knew matt wasn’t done with you yet. the heated lights rained down on your skin, only emphasising the burning sensation that ran throughout your body. turning the water on, letting the water run cold for a moment before stepping in, hoping it would cool down some of the desire that burned within you.

you hissed as the frozen water met your skin, soon feeling relieved as it effectively cooled down your system. in matt’s absence you gathered the lavender and bergamot shampoo in your palm, lathering it in your hair, sighing in relief at the sensation. matt silently entered alongside you, placing sweet kisses to your neck and the tops of your shoulders as you raised the shampoo out of your hair. his hips instantly began grinding against your ass, his cock still semi-hard against your skin.

“god i fucking love you, princess” he mumbled against your skin, guiding the swollen tip of his cock bee teen your thighs, parting your soaked folds , slipping his cock deep inside of your wet cunt. you gasped at the sensation, at the force of his movements. he smelled into you with vigorous force trying to pry another orgasm from your walls almost instantly. water beating down on both your skin, enveloping you in clouds of steam and sweat sticky against your skin

you hummed along the lines of an “i love you too” in response to your husband’s loving praise. his cock stretching and slamming deep into your aching cunt. your body shuddering with pleasure, still so overstimulated from your first orgasm, that you could barely stand. matt wrapped an arm around your waits, keeping you still while repeatedly fucking you back onto his cock.

the gentle lulls and pulls of his movements kept you alert, on edge a matter of fact. brain hard wired, fixated on nothing but chasing your inevitable orgasm. your husband’s hands hungrily groped your flesh, trailing up towards your breasts, staring at your hips where he previously held, fingernails digging into the skin, not hard enough to cause bruising, but strong enough to leave small indents in their wake. travelling upward, his palms mingling with the supple flesh of your waist, caressing the small soft pouch of your tummy that jutted out slightly, your womb although empty for the time being, soon to be prime and ready for nurturing and growing his offspring. he held his hands stagnant against your flesh for a little longer than anticipated, simply daydreaming of the day where your belly would finally be swollen and full of his seed. he rid the thought from his mind hastily, focusing on the now, which was to make your pretty cunt drool around his cock.

his hands finally came to your breasts, instantly squeezing them, massaging the mounds of supple, pillowy flesh between both his palms in intervaling circles, feeling your swollen nipples harden against the parts between his fingers. moans spilling from your lips like a chorus of angels harmonising, in pure wanderlust the both of you were.

in a moment of pleasure your eyes met, arching your head to the side, meeting his gaze, staring deep into those pools of cocoa, almost black of his irises, pupils dilated in a frenzy of arousal. breaths being caught between booth your parted lips, swallowing each others moans

“cum around this cock, princess. i know you want to” matt cooed, his voice sickly sweet on the tip of his tongue, his breaths beginning to labour and shaky with uncertain breaths, his body shuddering and jutting against yours just as desperate for release. in a frantic attempt to help your husband get you off, you let two fingers fall between your thighs, beginning to stroke and rub your aching clit in circles, the pearl oversensitive to your own rough touches

“oh fuck. matt please! i’m cumming-“ your cries muffled with the hum of the shower. squirting around your husband’s cock just as you did his fingers previously. the result is far more intense, visually and physically, despite your thighs already coated in a warm slick from your previous orgasm, the sensation only heightened the second time round. matt’s praises fell on deaf ears, a dull, almost deafening ring buzzing through your ears as you were finally relieved of your orgasm, completely unresponsive to the fact you husband had just filled you to the brim, his seed coating your outer folds, mingling with the sticky wetness of your own orgasm on your inner thighs.

“such a fucking messy girl…” matt breathes into the crook of your neck, peppering lazy kisses to your skin, trailing up tp behind your ear.

“should make you cum like that more often”

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

AEW Wrestlers Pregnancy Headcannons

Summary: AEW Wrestlers (Ft. Zack Sabre Jr and Nic Nemeth) reactions to finding out you are pregnant

Wrestlers mentioned: Kenny Omega, Nick Jackson, Matt Jackson, Jay White, Zack Sabre Jr, Nic Nemeth and Samoa Joe

Part 1 Part 2 Main Masterlist

Kenny Omega

It wasn't a secret that Kenny didn't want kids

He didn't even want a long term relationship as he claimed he wanted to be 100% focused on wrestling.

That was until he met you, he was instanly headover heels in love with you. Yet his opinion on children never changed

When you found out you were pregnant you were terrfied

You didn't know how Kenny would react to the news.

When you told him he broke out in tears.

Deep down inside he always wanted to be a dad

Kenny would not leave you side during your whole pregnancy

He would talk to your growing bump and fall asleep listing to the baby's heart beat

Kenny is such a girl dad, he would be the best father

Of course his daughter would come out with Kenny's gorgous curls

Nick Jackson

When Nick found out you were pregnant he was in pure shock

The two of you always wanted children but it never seemed to work out

When you unexpectedly found out when you were pregnant you coudn't wait to tell Nick, knowing how happy he would be

Nick would be all over you during your pregnancy

He would'nt let you lift a finger, he would take such good care of you. He's such a sweetheart!

He would be a great father

Matt Jackson

When Matt thought you were messing with him when you told him you were pregant. He thought you were playing a joke, although there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

Not because you were pregnant but because you were just pregnant a few months ago. He was more confused on how you were already pregnant again.

Matt would definitely keep you locked away at home constany pregnant. I know he only has two kids but I know he definitely wanted like six.

He would show you off, he was so proud of creating a life with you

He would deffinitly brag about how he got you pregnant

Jay White

You stood looking at the pregnancy test in shock

You couldn't believe you were pregant, you were so young

Jay had just taken over bullet club, this was no time to be having a child

Jay had to find out the hard way that you were pregant because you thought it would be easier to hide it from him

When you confessed you were pregnant he was shocked on why you were so upset about it.

He thought it was a great thing that you were pregnant

Although young Jay (Jay without the beard) was not the best father he sure did try his best.

He loved playing with his son, the two of them were best friends and looked identical

You practically cloned your boyfriend

Zack Sabre Jr

When Zack found out you were pregnant he was confused, almost like he wasn't sure how the two of you could have possibly made a baby when he damm well knew how you made a baby.

Zack would be the paranoid dad

He would read every parenting book to make sure he was doind everything right

He would love that child to death and protect the hell out of them

At times it was like Zack was also pregnant because he swore he was getting your pregnancy symtoms

He would get you whatever you were craving at whatever time

Sometimes he would judge your weird food combinations

Zack is the dad who would be holding three cameras all at diffrent angles to get the perfect shot of your kids christmas concert

He would play with your kid for hours outside and whever you went out it was like he was preparing for a zombie apocalypse

The man carried everyting needed to preform open heart sugery on him at all times, it was almost concerining

Nic Nemeth

Nic always wanted to be a father but he accepted early on it just simply wasn't going to happen

Relationships just never seemed to work out for him, that was until he ran into you one day. And I mean ran into you. Nic had physically run into you at a show one day.

From the moment he saw you he fell in love, you were the girl of his dreams and he knew he couldn't mess this relationship up

For once Nic felt like thing would work out for him

When you told him you were pregnant it was the best day of his life

He coudn't wait to be a father! The thought of being a older dad never bothred Nic, he was just happy he could finally do the one thing he wanted most

He would build you a beautiful nursary and love that child so much

Samoa Joe

You just know Joe would be a massive teddy bear

He would take such good care of you and your baby

If someone even dared to look in your direction he would go into attack mode, he was exteemly overprotective in the best way possible

Joe would cater to your every need, going to get everything you were craving. Even if it was in the middle of the night.

Joe would be sympathetic during your pregnancy

He would probbaly eat all of your cravings with you so you didn't feel alone

He would confort you during all of your emotional outbirsts and show you so much love

This man's love language is acts of service and physical touch to you know he won't let you lift a finger during your pregnancy

[hookhausenschips]

Okay I have a brilliant idea ready? 111, 119, and 120 with Matt and Nick Jackson. Girllll imagine the filth

Siri play Nasty song by Lil Ru cause this person is FILTHY NASTY

Prompts (111) “You like it when we both fuck you at the same time right, babygirl?” (119) “Would you want to make a private video for the two of us?” (120) “Mmm that’s right smile for the camera.”

Word Count: 1,474

Summary: Y/N becomes a “Movie Star” with two famous brothers of the wrestling industry.

Masterlist

Young Bucks Taglist: @obl1vionblackhart, @redpool

Join my Taglist here!

A/N: Babyyyy this is filthy. I really tried my best to write this while being sick I know you sent this in back in early December, but I hope you love it! (Not proofread)

Third Person POV

The arena was buzzing with excitement as the fans eagerly awaited the main event of the night. The lights were dimmed and the music blared as the two top tag teams made their way to the ring. The Young Bucks, Matt and Nick Jackson, were greeted with cheers and chants from the crowd. They were known for their high-flying, acrobatic style of wrestling and were fan favorites. But what the crowd didn't know was that the brothers had a secret side to them, one that only a select few knew about. As the match began, the Young Bucks showcased their impressive moves, flipping and jumping around the ring, leaving their opponents in awe. But amidst all the chaos, there was one person who caught their eye – Y/N. She was a professional wrestler herself, but not just any wrestler, she was known for her seductive and dominant persona in the ring. And the Young Bucks couldn't help but be drawn to her.

As the match progressed, Y/N could feel the intense gaze of the Young Bucks on her. She smirked, knowing that they were interested in her. And she couldn't deny that she was also intrigued by them. After all, they were two of the most talented and attractive wrestlers in the business. In the final moments of the match, Y/N's team emerged victorious. The crowd erupted in cheers, and the Young Bucks were left in awe of Y/N's skills. As the match ended, they made their way backstage, but the Young Bucks had a different destination in mind. They wanted to talk to Y/N.

As Y/N entered her locker room, she was surprised to see the brothers waiting for her. They wasted no time in approaching her, their eyes filled with desire. Without any words, they pushed her against the wall, their lips crashing onto hers in a hungry kiss.Y/N moaned into the kiss, feeling the heat and passion emanating from the Young Bucks. She could feel their hands roaming all over her body, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal. She knew that this was going to be a night to remember.

Matt and Nick wasted no time in stripping Y/N of her wrestling gear, revealing her toned and curvaceous body. They couldn't believe how perfect she looked, and they were eager to explore every inch of her. Matt and Nick took turns kissing and caressing Y/N's body, leaving trails of hot kisses and love bites. They made their way down to her breasts, taking turns sucking and nibbling on her sensitive nipples. Y/N arched her back, moaning in pleasure as her body responded to their touch. The brothers then led the girl to the couch on the other side of the room after locking the door. Nick and Matt had more in store for Y/N. Matt and Nick's lips moved down her body, leaving a trail of hot kisses and causing her to squirm with pleasure. They reached her panties, and with a mischievous look, they tore them off, exposing her dripping wet center. 

Y/N's breath hitched as Matt started licking and sucking on her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She gripped onto his hair, pushing his face deeper into her, wanting more. Matt moaned at her taste as Nick continued his assault on Y/N’s chest. Y/N gripped the couch, her head thrown back as she moaned loudly, her legs trying to close around Matt’s head. “Fuck Nick she tastes so sweet.” Matt groaned as he slowly teased Y/N’s entrance with two fingers. Nick leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue dancing with hers as Matt continued eating her out like it was his last meal. Y/N gasped as Matt’s fingers found their way inside her, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Just as she was about to reach her peak, the brothers switched positions, with Matt taking over the kiss and Nick focusing on her pleasure. Y/N couldn't believe the level of pleasure she was experiencing - it was like nothing she had ever felt before. Her mind was buzzing. As she reached her climax, the brothers slowed down their movements, bringing her down from her high with gentle kisses and caresses.

After a few moments of catching their breath, Nick spoke up. "Would you want to make a private video just for the two of us?" he asked, a mischievous glint in his eye. Y/N's heart raced at the thought of capturing this incredible experience on camera. She nodded eagerly, and the brothers grinned, knowing they had found someone who shared their love for adrenaline and adventure. Y/N couldn't believe how incredibly turned on she was by the whole situation. The thrill of being filmed while having sex with two of the hottest wrestlers in the industry was almost too much to handle. Nick reached for the camera on the ring and turned on the camera, making sure to capture every angle as the girl moved to her knees in front of the other Jackson.

Y/N wasted no time in unzipping their pants and pulling out their already hard cocks. She licked her lips in anticipation, savoring the moment before she took them in her mouth. She started with Matt, her lips wrapping around his thick shaft as she began to suck and bob her head, her tongue swirling around his tip. Matt let out a low groan, his hands threading through her hair as he guided her movements. Meanwhile, Nick was eagerly awaiting his turn, his own cock twitching in anticipation. Y/N switched her attention to Nick, taking him deep into her mouth and sucking him just as enthusiastically as she did Matt. The brothers couldn't believe the pleasure they were feeling, both from Y/N's skilled mouth and the thrill of potentially being caught. They took turns thrusting into her mouth, each time feeling a surge of pleasure course through their bodies. "Please, I need you inside me," Y/N begged, her voice dripping with desire.

The dimly lit room was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and skin slapping against skin. Y/N was sandwiched between the two men she had been fantasizing about for months. As the brothers moved in perfect synchronization, their bodies pressed against hers, Y/N couldn't help but moan loudly. She had always been attracted to both of them, but never in her wildest dreams did she think she would end up in bed with them. Matt leaned down and whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "You like it when we both fuck you at the same time right, babygirl?" he asked, his voice deep and husky. Y/N nodded, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as Nick's hands roamed her body, teasing and touching every inch of her skin. The brothers had always been known for their high-flying, acrobatic moves in the wrestling ring, but in the bedroom, they were just as skilled and coordinated. 

Matt's hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he pounded into her. Nick's hands roamed her body, teasing her nipples and making her moan even louder. The feeling of being completely filled by the two brothers was almost too much to handle, but you loved every second of it. Y/N felt like her body was floating as pleasure burned every nerve in her body. Her mind felt numb, the only thought that consumed it was the two brothers rearranging her insides. The pleasure was too much for Y/N to handle, and she felt her orgasm building rapidly. Matt and Nick could sense it too and they increased their pace, their thrusts becoming harder and faster. "Come for us, Y/N," Nick growled, his voice sending shivers down her spine. And with that, Y/N exploded in a mind-blowing orgasm, her body shaking and convulsing as she squirted all over Matt and Nick. 

The brothers pulled out and began to stroke themselves off. Pulling herself to her knees swaying slightly from exhaustion she opened her mouth eagerly waiting for the two men to finish. The men moved their hands along their cocks faster, groaning, feeling their climaxes fastly approaching. “Oh fuck” and “Shit babygirl” rang through the room as the two brother’s painted the girl’s face and chest with their release. Nick then grabbed the camera pointing it at the girl as she dipped some of the cum onto her two fingers and sucked the substance off of them. "Mmm that's right, smile for the camera," he said, his voice dripping with desire. The girl grinned at the two men, “Round two in the shower?” 

[midwestmade29]

Tease 😎

To Anonymous: Thanks for your request! Gotta love EVP Matthew 😏 I hope you like it 🖤 Word count: 1,613 Divider by: @saradika-graphics GIF by: Me 🙂

Original anonymous request: Can I request the prompt “You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.” with EVP Matt Jackson? Smut if possible.

Disclaimers: Teasing (sexually), oral sex, cursing. Read at your own discretion.

100% pure fiction

Your EVP is not pleased with your misconduct...

“I’ll let you off with a warning this time, but if it happens again there will be a hefty fine. You’re lucky I caught you instead of Nicholas. My brother’s kind of a hot head,” Matthew explained to his subordinate. He patted them on the shoulder before continuing his decent down the hallway to his EVP dressing room. You were already inside, sitting on the counter of the vanity scrolling through your phone. “Hey baby,” Matthew greeted you with a smile. “Sorry it took me so long. Has Nicholas been by yet?” He walked over to you and gave you a kiss on the cheek. You looked him up and down, admiring how sexy he looked in his black suit. Matthew caught you staring and chuckled, “Like what you see, princess?” “Yes, very much,” you said appreciatively. “But no, I haven’t seen Nicholas yet. Not since earlier when he got “tired of the disrespect around here” and stormed off,” Matthew shook his head and placed his hands on each side of you on the counter. His cologne danced around your nose as he nuzzled his face in your neck, the soft kisses he planted on the delicate skin there made your cheeks flush. You spread your legs to allow Matthew to stand in between them, wrapping your arms around his neck while your hands played with his slicked back ponytail. He let out a low groan when you gave it a tug, his hands now gripping your hips. “I’ve been thinking of those pretty pink lips of yours all day,” he whispered into your ear.  “Oh, really? And what exactly were you thinking about them doing?” you asked coyly. Matthew smirked and pressed his tongue against his cheek before responding, “Well, for starters, I thought about how sweet they taste when I kiss them,” He kissed the corner of your mouth before capturing your lips with his, leaving you a little dizzy when he eventually pulled away. “The other thing I thought about was how good they would look wrapped around my cock,” His gaze was intense, his face covered with desire. You slid your hand down his chest and onto his hard length that was dying to be freed from his dress pants, rubbing it agonizingly slow. “Let me make your second thought a reality,” your voice was low and sweet. You had just undone Matthew’s belt buckle when the door opened, and a disgruntled Nicholas walked inside. You were relieved when he didn’t acknowledge the predicament you and Matthew were in, instead he paced and carried on about Tony Shiavone, “That prick actually thinks I knocked him down on purpose! It’s not my fault he tripped me,”

Matthew buckled his belt and turned around to address his brother, but Nicholas didn’t let him get a word in edgewise! He pressed his back against your chest and your arms were wrapped around him holding him in place while the two of you listened to Nicholas ramble. “We’ll take care of him next week on Dynamite, okay? It’s getting late and I think we’ve handed out enough fines for today. This EVP is ready to get out of here,” Matthew interrupted. Nicholas was about to reject his brother’s wishes, but decided he was probably right. “The chauffer is waiting on us. See you guys in the car?” and with that, Nicholas left the dressing room, leaving you and Matthew alone once again. “That didn’t go like I hoped it would, but there’s always the hotel,” Matthew hinted with a wink. “Ready to go, princess?”

You and Matthew behaved yourselves in the car, keeping your hands to yourselves but stealing a kiss here and there when Nicholas would check his emails on his phone. “The things I want to do to you, princess,” Matthew murmured into your ear. Heat spread throughout your body as you imagined what your EVP had in mind. Nicholas had a room on a different floor than you and Matthew did, so he said his goodbyes and entered a different set of elevators at the hotel. When one finally arrived at ground level, you and Matthew were the only ones on it. He punched in the floor number and up you went, but you weren’t alone for very long. Several people hopped on a few floors up which made the elevator super crowded. You were standing in the corner with your back up against Matthew’s chest, trying to stay close to him and away from the other guests. An idea came to your mind when he wrapped his arm around your waist, and you knew you had to be careful not to make it obvious. You brought your hand behind you, sliding it up his thigh and stopping once you reached your target. At first the contact with his length made him jump, but it didn’t take long for his head to fall back and rest on the wall of the elevator.

 Matthew did his best to keep his composure while you continued to stroke him, only drawing attention to the two of you one time when he cursed under his breath. “I should fine you right here and right now for teasing your EVP like this,” he said through gritted teeth. “Maybe, but this is so worth it,” you replied grinning. The elevator finally arrived on your floor, you grabbed hold of Matthew’s hand and lead him off it and down the hallway to your room. The anticipation of what was to come next both excited you and made you nervous. You walked into the room first, Matthew hot on your heels. When you stopped and turned around, he had already slid his black suit jacket off and had begun unbuttoning his vest, your mouth practically watering as each button came undone. “I want you on your knees in front of the bed, now,” he instructed sternly. You did as you were told with a smile on your face.

You knelt and rested your ass on your heels while you waited for Matthew to make his way over to you. You watched him unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down to the floor. His hard length was straining against his boxer briefs, ready to be free. You licked your lips when he stood in front of you, his fingers running through your hair making you to melt into his touch. “Look at you, being a good girl and following directions. If only you would’ve behaved this well in the elevator,” he said in a low tone. “You didn’t think I was going to let you get away with that did you? What kind of EVP would I be if I didn’t reprimand that kind of misconduct? I want you to remove your shirt and bra so I can get a good look at that beautiful chest of yours,” Matthew’s eyes remained locked on yours as you pulled your shirt over your head, revealing a black lace bra. You reached behind your back and unclasped it before sliding it down your arms and exposing your breasts, making Matthew suck in a sharp breath at the sight of them. You were still feeling bold, even after he called you out on your previous behavior, so you decided to mess with Matthew some more. You placed your fingertips on your collarbone and started to slowly drag them down your skin.

Matthew didn’t move to stop you as you continued downwards to your breasts and took one in each hand. You squeezed them and massaged them, biting your lip when you took your nipples in between your fingers and began toying with them. You started to slide one hand down your torso and right before you dipped your fingers under the waistband of your pants, Matthew bent over and grabbed your hand. “I think that’s enough teasing for tonight, princess. Especially when you’re on your knees before me. You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that” his voiced sounded like honey but you knew there was something more behind it. He placed your hand on his boxer briefs, and you knew exactly what you were supposed to do. You pulled on them and slid them down, leaving them in a pool at his feet. You took his tip in your mouth and focused your efforts there for a few moments before taking him in your mouth completely. The way he cursed and panted made your own arousal grow and encouraged you to keep going. His fingers found themselves intertwined in your hair once again, controlling your pace and depth with ease. “God, you love it like this, don’t you? Me fucking your face, leaving you a drooling mess! My beautiful, beautiful girl,”

Matthew’s impending release was evident the faster he moved himself in and out of your mouth. He made sure that you were taking every inch of him, his tip often hitting the back of your throat. His grunts filled the room, and his legs faltered with his last few thrusts right before he came. His seed filled your mouth and slid down your throat in spurts, leaving you both panting when he removed himself from your mouth. A stray tear fell from the corner of your eye and Matthew caught it with his thumb, wiping it away. He helped you stand and cupped your cheek in his hand when you were steady on your feet, “That was amazing baby. You did so well for me, but I’m not done with you just yet. Pants and panties off and then get on the bed. Your EVP demands it…”


[coleskingdom]

Master List

Who I write for:

Adam Cole

Christmas Vacation

Grinning Like the Devil

Story time

Letting Someone Go

Your Revenge

Disappointed

Anti hero

Neglected

Need

Adam Squared ( Adam Page and Adam Cole)

Overheard

Hangman Adam Page

Cover Me Up AU

A Grand Adventure AU

Debut AU

Something More

Keep You Safe

Nights Like These

Le Petit Mort

Walls

I Wonder

So Your a Doctor Now

Jay White

Mine Mine Pt 2 Mine Pt 3 Mine Pt 4 Mine Pt 5Mine Pt. 6 Mine Pt 7

High Rollers Keep Em High

Hands on You

Say It

Bang Bang BBQ

Sunday Drive

Dynasty

Hall Pass

Cold

Care

Matt Jackson

Little Dear

Hips and Thighs

Sunday Funday

Man in The Mirror

Early Morning Phone Call

Always

Will Ospreay

The Only Thing I Ever Wanted

Pictures

Commonwealth Kingpin

Laundry Day

Want Me to Prove It

Handsy

Lost in Translation

Requests are open

[plentyoffandoms]

Day 5: Breeding 🎃

Matt Jackson x f/Reader

Requested by Anonymous

Kinktober 2023

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs do not belong to me. @moonsaultmatt

WC: 464

Warnings: Smut below the cut. Unprotected sex. (P in v) Cream pie.

"Come on, sweetheart. You can take it." I said as I rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy, that was already dripping with my cum.

"I can't, Matt." She shook her head no, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. I knew she was overstimulated. We have been going at this for a couple of hours now, but I just need to give her one more load, and then I will leave her alone.

At least until tomorrow, when I will make sure she is full of me.

"I am pretty sure you got me pregnant, Matt." She said as she closed her legs, but I gently placed my hands on her legs and spread her as far as she could go.

"Just one more to make sure." I told her. "Now on your knees, baby." I pulled back and watched as she went on her knees, face against the mattress, her perfect ass in the air.

I slapped both ass cheeks a couple of times, not caring that they were sore from the slaps and pounding, it has taken today.

I gripped her hips and slowly slid into her, my head against my chest as I could feel how close she already was.

"Hang on, babygirl."

The scream that left her mouth as I pounded into her almost had me finishing, and I didn't want this to end. Not yet.

"Matt, Matt, Matt." My name fell from her lips, like she was cock drunk. She always was when I fuck her like this.

"Gonna take my cum and give me a baby aren't you." Wasn't even a question, just a fact.

"Please." She sobbed.

I pulled her head off the mattress and looked into her eyes. "Please, what sweetheart?" I asked her as I slowed down my pace. She didn't answer the question.

"Please, fill you up so you are only dripping of me for days? Okay, Gorgeous, I got you."

I wrapped my arms around her stomach and collapsed on top of her and practically rutted into her. Wanting, no needing to keep my cock inside her. Not wanting to chance me slipping out and spilling all over the mattress and covers.

"Oh fuck. Here it comes. Oh shit."

My mouth was hanging open, and I let out a low groan.

She followed right after me, her back arched, and I could feel her squeezing me.

I pulled back after I caught my breath and watched as some of my cum started to drip out.

I pushed it back in with two fingers.

"Matthew!"

"Shh, no more baby. I'm just making sure no more slips out. Gotta make sure it takes."

"So I can finally sleep?"

"Until the morning, baby. Then I am gonna fuck you again and again."

Day 4: Missionary - Matt Jackson ● Day 6: Morning Sex - Christian Cage

Tag list: @lghockey @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Villainous Nick was very good 😊 I wonder how Matt would be in that situation? 🤔

Thank you, darling 🥰. Ugh, yes 😮‍💨

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The soft moaning and panting were a clear sign of what was happening in that parking lot, behind the black SUV. But see, you didn’t mean for this to happen, the only reason you got inside his car was because you wanted to avoid causing a scene in front of your coworkers, again. Matt and his god complex didn’t allow him to have the merest hint of embarrassment, he was solely proud of everything he did, no matter how problematic it was.

He had trapped you in a corner of the arena hallway, pledging he just “wanted to talk”. You debated not going, knowing how artful he could be, but deep down you felt like you somehow needed this closure. You owe it to your heart and mind, and to have some peace of mind you decided to set the record straight.

After a few failed attempts at getting you back with his soft, pleading, warm chocolate eyes, pouts, and endless promises of being a different person, Matt decided to use the one thing he knew was impossible for you to resist: your sexual chemistry.

“Your body doesn’t lie, dovey. I can hear it calling for me, begging to feel me again. And I know you can hear it too” Matt’s hands traveled down your sides, gripping your waist and full hips as his body pinned you against the backdoor of his rental car.

You felt his erection pressing below your navel, and the slightest sign of a reaction caused Matt to internally smirk to himself before he brushed the tip of his nose against your cheek.

“Don’t you miss me? ‘Cause I sure as hell miss you every day. Here, feel it” Matt took your hand and placed it on top of his hard-on through the jeans. “This is how much I miss you, this is what I go through every time I think of you”.

You turned your face to the left side, fixing your gaze on the backdoor of the arena that led to the parking lot in an attempt to focus on anything but Matt or his touch. Your hand lingered on top of his clothed cock, a natural response that your body seemed to forget should not be so natural now that you had broken up.

Matt briefly watched your internal debate, and before you could act against him, he let his nose reach your hair and took a deep breath in, inhaling the delicate scent of grape bubblegum that always seemed to stain his pillowcase.

“Shit, you always smell so good. Is a freaking dream” Matt let his nose wander further down to your jaw, he softly bit the smooth flesh causing goosebumps to rise all over your arms before his nose found your exposed neck. He pressed himself closer to you, causing your hand to instantly close around his erection.

“Fuck, you drive me crazy” Matt groaned as his hand slid underneath your shirt, taking a handful of your right breast. “My sweet and lovely dove. All beautiful, perfect, and mine” He pulled back to look into your eyes, and the need and lust written all over the brown orbs made you sigh “Matt, please”

“You’re mine, aren’t you, dovey? You’re gonna forget all about that breakup, right? You still want me, still love me, still need me, no? Tell me you need me” His teeth tugged on your bottom lip until the flesh slowly slid from his grip “Tell me you want me”.

Your breathing became heavier with every touch “Matt, knock it off”. You tried to push him away, tried to put some distance between you, but as always, your body betrayed you.

It had a will of its own, desires that you somehow were unable to fulfill, needs that were impossible for you to kill. It was something about his grip, his energy, his scent that made your body euphoric. Details you couldn’t depict faithfully enough to deceive your body’s satisfaction. It was in the intricacies that only Matt possessed, you couldn’t mimic the soft tickling of his hair on your skin or his warm breath on your ear shell, nor the roughness of his palm when it rested against your hidden pearl or the sharpness of his teeth dragging across your skin. The devil is in the details, they say. To you, it sounds more like the devil lives within Matt Jackson.

“Why do you keep denying it, dovey? Is it because of Kenny?” Matt chuckled “We both know he can’t give you what I can. Kenny’s my best friend but let’s face it, he’s weak. He’s a weak man, too soft, too devoted, too in love with you to know what you need. But I do! I know that you don’t need a man that crawls back to you crying stupid apologies every time he fucks it up. No, no, no, you need a man who will hate-fuck you every time you argue” Matt’s hand pushed your back against the black SUV. The air was pushed out of your lungs with the impact and before you could say anything, Matt’s hands pushed the yoga pants down your legs before spitting on his fingers.

His digits spread your folds and expertly found your entrance “You need a man who can put you in your place. And what place is that, dovey? Oh yes, on your knees, with a cock buried deep in your throat” Matt’s fingers moved at a frantic pace, eliciting the most sinful sounds your body could vocalize.

“You like this kind of shit, don’t you, dove? Getting fingered in the parking lot of an arena at a random city, being used and fucked so good like the useless slut that you are” Matt’s tongue licked your cheek like a wild cat, playing and reveling in the taste of its prey before finally killing it.

“Matt, this is wrong” You whined loudly, legs instantly closing and clasping his hand between your thighs in an attempt to stop your rising orgasm.

Matt chuckled against your lips as his hands began to push his hard cock out of his navy blue joggers “And that’s why it feels so good, dovey. That’s why you’re gonna be soaking my cock in a few seconds. Because it feels so fucking good and we can’t stop, can we?”

[grayson-baller]

could you do 6 on the kink list with Matt Jackson please?

Matt Jackson -- Headcanon

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warnings: smut--18+

word count: 871

pairing: fem!reader & Matt Jackson

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masterlist: ++

tags: @bungleinthe-jungle @legit9thlunaticwarrior @wickedval @cosmoholic13

want on my tag list? send me a message

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kink:

6 - shower sex

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Steam filled the hotel bathroom as the hot water sprayed down, soothing your aching muscles. You had been sore, hours of strenuous activity mixed with the various positions your body had been in over the weekend.

When your husband told you that you were going on a beach vacation, you expected to spend some time by the water, and do some sight-seeing. So far, you had barely left your hotel room.

Not that you were complaining. Beaches were crowded, sand got everywhere. You had the man you loved naked almost all the time, in bed with you. Hours of sex were followed by laughter, snacking on food ordered from room service, before snuggling in bed and watching bad movies on cable.

It was relaxing—like vacation was supposed to be. Nights felt so starry here with him. Everything was brighter. You realized how much you liked being away with him, not thinking about work. You two never had a chance to get away before. Your honeymoon had been driving an hour away to a nice hotel on a Saturday night. By Monday, you both were back on the road.

It was okay—because this was your dream. You two had been over this shared dream, and it connected you over the years. You bonded over your dreams, and the sacrifices it took to achieve them. You understood the cost, just as he did. If anything, sharing this with him had helped make your relationship stronger.

From the start, Matt got it. The night you met him was your first night back in nine months. Your surgically repaired knee was braced, nerves settling in your stomach. Despite being a stranger, Matt had offered you a pep-talk. It had been enough to calm you, allowing you to step through the curtains, walking down to the ramp.

You won that night. Hearing the cheers from the crowd as your arm was raised was an amazing feeling. You had rushed to the back, looking for him. You’d never forget the bright smile on his face as he congratulated you, making you feel more badass then you probably were.

You left the arena with his number in your phone and plans to grab dinner together the following night.

“Mmm,” his low voice mused as you ran your hand over the glass of the shower to clear away some of the fog. “Wondered where you snuck off to this morning.” His voice mixed with sleepiness, the low tone settling between your wet thighs, a new kind of wetness forming.

He was naked, and through the shower door you could clearly see how hard he was. You instantly licked your lips at the sight. He instantly caught your glaze, chuckle leaving him.

“Are you hungry for a taste, petal?” Matt questioned, hand grabbing his cock. “Filthy girl, ain’t you? My filthy little wife spent all last night with her walls stretching around my cock until I filled your pink pussy full of my cum—so fucking full that it dripped down your legs. Doesn’t matter though, huh? You want more.”

You bit down on your lip, nodding slowly. Your hand was pressed against the glass, moments away from flinging open the door.

“Yeah, I thought so. You love my cock.” He gave himself a few lazy strokes, strained groan leaving him. You whimpered at the sound, wanting to be the one he was groaning for. You wanted to be the one bringing him pleasure. “My filthy girl loves my cock. Love having your hands wrapped around it. Love it when it’s stretching that perfect pussy of yours, huh.”

He chuckled, giving himself another stroke. Your hands ran over your body, slipping between your legs as you circled your clit with your thumb.

“Hell, you even love it when my cock is stretching your ass.” He took a step towards the shower, opening it up. He stepped inside, instantly grabbing you as he backed against the wall. He leaned down, brushing his lips against yours. “I know you, petal. You also love my cock in pretty mouth of yours, huh? Bet your drooling for a taste right now.”

Fuck. He was right about that. He knew you—inside and out. The good, the bad, the ugly. You were an open book for him, with no secrets between you. Not that you were complaining, you knew him too.

You leaned down, ready to get down on your knees for a taste. He grabbed you, shaking his head as he pressed you back against the wall.

“I know you want a taste, petal, but I’m not quite sure I want to give you what you want.” He chuckled, reaching between your legs to swat your hand away. He swiped through your folds, gathering wetness on your fingers.

He brought his hand to his lips, licking your slick off his fingers. “So fucking good, baby.” He praised, leaning forward to kiss you. “I’m feeling awfully greedy, petal.” He lowered himself to his knees, pressing a kiss to your hip. He parted your folds, tongue finding your clit.

You moaned, head tilting against the wall of the shower.

“Brace yourself, petal. I’m feeling awfully hungry and not stopping until I’ve had my full.”

[writtingrose]

“Welcome home, baby.”

SUMMARY; Literally just porn with little to no plot. BUT you get to pick your Jackson Brother.

WARNINGS; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. You are responsible for your own media consumption. Smut, Con non-con, slight daddy kink, somnophilia 

REQUESTED BY; myself

BETA’D BY; @asheserotic and @josiewrites

CO-WRITTEN BY;  none

WORD COUNT; 1,289

Moonlight filled the room, spilling from the cracks between the curtains, as he stepped into the space . He moved as quietly as he could, frame filling the doorway as he stopped to admire her. A small smile spread across his face as his eyes swept over her barely covered skin, drinking in every inch.

He stepped closer to the bed, sliding his hands under the hem of his shirt before pulling it over his head, every intention of joining her in bed. As he reached the foot, however, a dark hunger took over his features. Beside her, barely peeking out from underneath the comforter, lay the silicone mold of his cock she’d begged him to make when they first started dating. 

He had been hesitant at first, but she had talked him into it. Over time, while he was on the road, she’d pulled it out on a video call a few times. Thinking about the way she fell apart, fucking her self with his mold as he wateched from whatever hotel room he was staying in had his cock harening in his jeans. She had assured him she’d only use it when he could watch. 

He should have known she wouldn’t behave. 

His tongue ran along the hollow of his cheek as he pivoted, making his way to the bottom drawer of his dresser. Reaching out, the pads of his fingers slid over the soft silicone of his favorite vibrator. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as he lifted the flesh colored appendage from where it lay neatly tucked away.

As he turned back towards the bed, vibrator in one hand as the other unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, he thought this might be too much. They had talked about a similar situation a few times before and how they’d both be interested in trying. Ultimately, Y/N had told him when the right scenario showed itself; she was his to do as he pleased.

This just seemed too perfect.

He moved slowly and deliberately as he reached the bed. For now, he laid the toy beside the custom mold, every intention of using them later. He took his time to spread her legs, eyes never leaving her face as he searched for even the slightest hint of her waking. He pushed the denim and cotton down his legs before stepping out them and easing on the bed between her legs. 

He pressed a chaste kiss to the soft skin of her inner thigh as he settled between them. His hands and forearms carefully slipped under her thighs and around to rest on her hips. With one last look up at her slumbering face; he slid his tongue through her slick folds. He watched as her eyelids fluttered but stayed closed. Satisfied, he turned his full attention to the way her cunt dripped for her. Her chest, raising slowly before, sped up as he held her hips. His tongue moved between darting into her warm void and swirling around her clit as he ate her. 

In her unconscious state,Y/N tried to decipher what was reality and what was dream. What had started as an innocent dream had somehow transformed to the stuff of her fantasies. Images filled her mind as her eyes rolled behind her eyelids. He held her hips tighter, keeping them firmly on the mattress as she tried to buck against him. He spread one hand over her stomach, pushing it down as he reached for the mold. Eyes glued to her face, he pressed the tip against her soaked hole and slowly slid it in. 

Y/N gasped, eyes flying open as his name gently fell from her lips. From above her, he chuckled, slowly working the toy into then out of her weeping hole.

“Naughty kitten. Couldn’t even put the toy back before falling asleep.” Piercing eyes connected with hers as he deliberately angled the mold into her g-spot. “Left it setting out for just anyone to find.”

“Y-ou weren’t supposed to be back for a few more days.” She pulled at the sheets as she moaned, wide eyes watching him.

His features darkened further as memories of what happened in the arena filled his mind. Quickly, he shook them off, leaning down to flick her clit with his tongue as he worked the toy. 

“Things changed. I’m home for a while.”

Y/N wanted to ask questions, but he left no room as his mouth wrapped around her clit, sucking harshly as his movements sped up. Her back arched as she came, the force nearly pushing the toy out of her as she drenched the sheet beneath her. 

He pulled the toy from her, tossing it to the side before crawling up her body. One hand slid from her soaked cunt and over her stomach, then between her breasts before wrapping around her throat. At the same time, he positioned his cock at her entrance before slamming into her.

Y/N cried out as her sensitive cunt struggled to accommodate his large cock, voice hoarse from the pressure of his hand. He only smiled, angling his hips to slide along her favorite spot. As much as he wanted to pound into her, he refrained. His thrust deliberately, sliding almost completely out before plunging back into her, each stroke met by her moans.

“I missed you so much, princess.” He leaned forward moving his hand to muzzle into her neck before kissing her sensitive spot. “I’ve been dreaming about ruining your pretty little cunt. Yet, here you were, fucking yourself with daddy’s dick.” He growled, thrusting a little sharper in frustration before settling back into his pace. 

“You weren’t supposed to be back yet, baby. And I was so needy.” Her arms moved to wrap around him, nails gently grazing over his shoulder blades as she spread impossibly wider for him. “But it was no use! You know nothing makes me cum like you do.”

“That’s right.” A satisfied growl left his lips as he grabbed her hips. All the pent-up frustrations finally came out as he delved into her warm, wet hole. The sound of skin on skin, accompanied by their noises filled the room.

He reached between them, found her clit, and stroked it. His tongue caressed her skin as teeth occasionally scraped. Y/N dug her names into his shoulders, no doubt leaving angry red lines in his wake as his name fell from her lips like a mantra. 

He read her body well, giving her exactly what she needed as he spoke into her ear, panting against her neck. 

“Give it to me, baby.” He coaxed, rubbing her clit in time to his thrusts as his cock swelled inside her. “Give it to me.”

Y/N cried out his name, body arching off the mattress as she came for him. He gathered her against him, arm supporting the small of her back as he bottomed out inside her and filled her.

Slowly, their breathing evened out and he laid her back on the mattress. He pressed a chaste kiss to her forehead, a stark difference to his cock twitching inside her, before rolling to lay beside her. Y/N rolled to lay on his chest, leg and arm thrown over him. In the back of her mind, she couldn’t help but wonder what had brought him home so suddenly. However, in the moment she chose to enjoy the warmth of him beside her, she could question him later.

“I don’t know what happened, but” Looking up at him, she smiled and pressed a kiss to his neck. “Welcome home, baby.”

First fic in seven months. So, tell me, which brother did you imagine?

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「 SUMMARY 」 — both brothers desired you but their competitive streak gets in the way

「 WARNINGS 」 — 18+, [ MINORS DNI ], dvp, dom!reader, handjobs, sharing, praise, vaginal sex, penetrative sex, vaginal creampie, squirting, internal cumshot

「 WORD COUNT 」 — 1.1k

「 PAIRING 」 — fem!reader x the young bucks

「 GENRE 」 — smut

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their competitive arguing could be heard down the hall

the brothers seemingly frustrated at their loss of their match

and the subsequent loss of their best friend in one kenny omega

nick seemed more level headed of the two surprisingly

while matt’s tempter tantrum raged throughout the arena

the pair storming into the locker room

fury ravaged both their faces

their gaze soften upon meeting yours

it was nothing special in particular in your appearance that made them stop and stare

you were always the calming force behind their fury

a simply smile from you could melt their frozen hearts instantly

matt fell to his knees breathlessly between yours

his head resting upon your thigh as he gazed up apologetically at you

“i’m sorry…” he muttered softly against your thigh

“don’t be sorry” you cooed sweetly, a hand running through the damp strands of matt’s hair

“you boys did so well” nick took a seat beside you, sighing heavily

despite his calm demeanor, he was burning with anger, betrayal

matt’s lips gently peppered kisses to your exposed thigh, inching closer and closer to your covered sex

nick eyed him curiously, the younger brother fuming with jealously

“what are you doing?” nick remarked

“what does it look like, idiot” matt responded with his usual sarcastic quip, fingers hooking into the waistband of your shorts

“you lost. you don’t deserve to fuck her” nick placed a protective hand on your thigh

“and what gives you the right to say that huh? last time i checked dumbass, you lost too-“

“well you ate the damn pin!-“

“boys! enough!!” you retorted sternly

“if you keep this up than neither of you get to fuck me”

they cut their act momontarily, offering each other almost apologetic glances

“now…” you started “you boys gotta learn to share”

you pat the seat beside you, offering matt to follow along

he quickly got up, taking his place beside you

slowly you pried his ring gear down, freeing his cock from the elastic restraint, slowly beginning to stroke his size

matt shuddered with a shaky breath instantly writhing against the pleasure of your hand

you began to place chaste kisses to his jawline, adoring the whimpers that left his lips

your free hand reached back, beginning to palm nick through his own gear

the younger brother let out a prolonged groan, the simple touch leaving his mind in a daze

nick’s fingers reached down into your shorts, rubbing small circular strokes against your clit

you whimpered against matt’s lips, quickly breaking the kiss to give the same attention to his brother

nick’s kiss was more feverish, the subtle rage that bubbled underneath only added to his passion.

he retrieved his cock, grabbing your wrist and wrapping your hand around his shaft

both brothers mumbled and moaned with pleasured obscenities

nick’s fingers dancing around your clit

while matt’s gripped the arm rests of the couch, desprate and needy for release

“oh god…” matt groaned, cock feverish and swollen

“you close pretty boy?” you cooed with a small whimper as nick’s finger curled upward inside your cunt

matt nodded, bitting his bottom lip to suppress his moans

his seed spilling over your knuckles in spurts of warm white, his breath labored as you continued to pump his cock

nick removed his fingers from your void, averting your gaze from his brother to himself

you released matt’s cock, the older brother gasping in relief

you did not want to waste anymore time with them

poor nick would have one orgasm less than his brother it may seem

quickly releasing nicks cock as well, sitting on his lap motioning from a still recovering matt to stand behind you

matt postitioned himself in the directions you told him too

standing behind you as nick pried your shorts down your thighs

your pretty cunt glistening under the dim locker room lighting

matt gulped thickly, still breathless from his first orgasm

you lifted up your hips, allowing nick’s cock to snake between your thighs

grazing the tip against your soaked walls before eventually slotting himself in with ease

a soft shudder escaped the younger of the two’s lips as he butied himself fully inside you

“c’mon pretty boy. don’t be shy” you teased matt playfully

grinding yourself back to give him a full view of your already stuffed cunt

egging him on to fill you even more

matt hesitated for a second, grasping his cock st the base, guiding himself towards your dripping void

some resistance on your part but otherwise is was such a heavenly feeling

you cunt gripped both their cocks tightly

both boys groaned with equal amounts of pleasure running through their veins

you began to bounce against both of them, feeling their cocks slot deep into your cunt one after another

“holy shit…” nick mattered, grabbing your hips and slamming them down onto his cock

both brothers began an assault on your cunt, the pleasure was so intense that your mind began to spin, eyes rolling into the back of your head

loud, choked moans spilling from your lips

“god…so tight” matt’s moans left his lips in soft sputters

mind still delirious from his previous and noe second impending orgasm

“you gonna cum on our cock’s angel?”

you nodded feverishly at nicks question, hips slapping back against theirs, taking their cocks fully

matt filled you first, his cock twitching and throbbing deep within your walls

still overstimulated and sensitive as white hot ropes seeped from between your thighs

a mix of moans and profanities left the younger buck’s lips

nick on the edge of orgasm himself

feeling the tightness of your cunt grip his cock

it was inevitable

both bucks were breathless

matt not so than nick

the older of the two having pulled out of you already

now sitting back watching the way his seed dropped out of you

“oh fuck…!” you whined, cunt creaming around nick’s size

spilling around his shaft, feeling so wonderfully stretched out

“fuck angel…you made a mess for us…”

nick’s rebuttal was cut of by a soft groan

his cock throbbing deep in your walls

cum painting your insides white with his warmth

“shit-“ he thre his head back in pleasure, just reveling in the feeling

the three of you basking in a comfortable post sex silence

nicks cock still buried deep within you

you glacéd up at nick momentarily, the blues of his eyes glazed over with adoration

still so fucked out

matt on the other hand was eager to touch you again

impatient it seems as his hands were already at your waist, cock pulsing against your ass

“you boys get yourselves cleaned up, we’ll go another round at the hotel”

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[bullet-clubs-bitch]

Tumblr Girls

‘Don’t make fun of us Tumblr girls because we are the ones that will change you’

Matt Jackson X fem Reader

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Word count: 515

I felt my stomach drop as I heard the words leave Matt’s lips “Hey, this is for all the chicks on Tumblr. I know what you’re doing” How the fuck did he know about that? I had been friends with the Elite for many many years and being a tumblr girlie myself I knew exactly what he was talking about. I had been using tumblr since its existence in 2007, around the same time I met Nick and Matt. I like many had spent years using it for ‘educational purposes’.  

I read the filthy fics about my friends in secret. Some made me laugh, others I used as a distraction. I used them to pretend. It was no secret that I had feelings towards Matt but of course he wanted nothing to do with me. Tumblr feeding into my delusions. I always made sure to keep it a secret, they didn’t need to know the rated r things that were said about them online. 

From what I thought they were oblivious, I guess I was wrong. How did he know? It bothered me. I felt like I had gotten caught. I kept thinking about it the whole night, not knowing how to approach Matt about the situation. 

After Matt and Nick’s match on rampage I thought it would be a good time to ask. I invited myself into their locker room and sat on the couch. Trying to figure out what exactly it was I was going to say. I guess Nick could feel the tension in the room because he made up a random excuse, leaving me and Matt in the room, alone. “How do you know?” I didn’t want the foreplay, I just got to the point. I needed to know. “Know what?” Matt replied, acting all innocent like he didn’t  know what I was referring to. “You know what I’m talking about Matthew” I told him with a bit of an unintentional edge in my voice. “I know everything sweetheart,” said Matt. 

This is worse than I initially thought. “Well Matthew, you shouldn't make fun of us Tumblr girls because we are the ones that will change you. Tumblr chicks are the best you will ever have” The words left my mouth in a seductive tone, growing closer to the Jackson that sat in front of me. By the time I finished talking I was right in front of him. Looking down I could see that my words affected him. The two of us never broke eye contact, only getting distracted when we heard Kenny’s entrance music around the arena. “You see Matt, he may be a god in the ring but I am a god in the sheets. I’ve learnt all my tips and tricks from Tumblr. You see I still don’t know how you know or more importantly how much you know but you should give us a try. You will never be the same” 

With that I left, I had almost made it out of the room when I heard Matt call out “How bout you show me then?” 

[itjazzbicch]

Best Friends Brother

Pairing: Matt Jackson x Fem Reader 

Summary: The reader being in the Elite, has always been best friends with Nick, but hid the truth about her crush on his older brother Matt. Once alone, Matt calls her bluff and neither of them can hold back when they admit the truth…

Warnings: SMUT! (18+ ONLY!) 

Word Count: 1.5k 

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I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:   

"Hey, you'll be okay by yourself for a second right?"

We had such a long day of traveling and all I wanted to do was lay down, but still being kind, looking at Nick from the bed:

"You want me to go pick up the food? I know you're tired."

"It's okay," He smiled, heading to the door, "I have some stuff to handle with Brandon anyhow. You relax."

"You're the best, Nick," I smiled, laying back in bed.

Nick was the best friend I could ever ask for, even while tired, he was still doing stuff for us to have a good night before the show. But the second Nick walked out of the door, I jumped at my phone ringing.

Matt.

The one thing that drained my energy in this friendship was how hard I was crushing on Matt. I was just afraid that it would hurt Nick and I's friendship like that's his older brother.

Any time I talked to Matt, my body naturally made a sweet voice, answering:

"Hey, Mattie."

"Hey girl," He had the same sweet voice, asking, "I'm on my way to the hotel. You and Nick made it right?"

"Yeah, I'm just hanging out," I smiled up at the ceiling, loving the sound of his voice, "Nick just went out to get us some food with Brandon."

"Nice," Hearing some footsteps in the background, I could tell he was close, "You won't be alone here in a minute. Just got here."

"Okay, I'll see you in a second," I sat up in bed when I hung up, straightening up the room knowing Matt and I would be alone.

Just the thought was making my heart race, but sat in bed, cool as a cucumber when Matt walked in.

"There's my girl," He smiled while stepping in, putting up his suitcase and taking off his shoes.

One thing that always aroused my curiosity was how Matt acted differently when Nick wasn't around. When Nick was around, quiet, would stay platonic, but alone? He was really himself.

My cheeks heated up at the way he said that, calling me his girl. Not looking at him directly I still answer, "And there's my Mattie."

It surprised me that there was a moment of awkward silence, Matt was straightforward about it, reading my body language at the end of the bed:

"Why are you always so nervous when we're alone?"

"Nervous?" I chuckled to play it off, but damn it, I sounded nervous, and Matt? Was he a mind reader?

Hitting the nail on the head, he laid on the bed, head resting in his hands and kicking his feet, smiling:

"I know why."

"I'd love to hear your answer," I was already racing through thoughts about how this would go, defeated when he answered:

"You like me."

Nothing was my response, but he kept reading me like a book and added:

"And I bet the only reason why you haven't made a move is because of Nick?"

"He's my best friend," I looked down, letting him know he was right, fidgeting with my hands, "I just don't want it to make anything weird you know?"

"I know," He acknowledged, but was smiling, "But it's your life. If you want something, go for it. If you want me-"

Connecting with his gaze, I stared deeper while he crawled up the bed a little to be closer, a smirk on his face:

"Go for it, because I'm tired of beating around the bush."

There was no denying that I felt the same way, how badly I wanted him, how much he was always on my mind and I've dreamt about moments like this. I wasn't letting it slip away.

"So. you won't mind if I do this?" It was my turn to make a move, leaning closer to kiss, pressing my lips while I took a deep breath, and when our kiss broke? All of the chains that held us broke too.

Clothes disappeared while kissing each other as much as we could and once I was down to my tank top with no bra, Matt took me by the thighs, throwing me on my back, spreading my legs wide:

"I am pretty hungry and I know exactly what I want to eat."

Whining at the hard suck on my clit, my hand was already holding his head, Matt letting his hair down for me to pull, then doing exactly what he said, eating me from the inside out.

Every swift lick of his tongue had my body jerking, holding his head by the hair and grinding against his face, a burn from his beard and none of that phased him, only devouring more with the small breaths he took.

My vision was growing blurry, kitten-like lick at my clit along with his finger slipping into me, pumping slowly before adding another, then pumping as quick as he could, nerves so wild that my body started lifting me with shakes:

"Sweet Jesus, Matt!" I cried at how hard I came, falling to my back and squirming at how tight I was around his fingers, both of us coming to a stop when we heard my phone ringing.

It was Nick.

Matt was sitting up on his knees, readying himself for when I was done, answering the phone:

"Hey Nick, what's up?"

"Just wanted to let you know, things didn't really go according to plan with Brandon and filming some BTE, but we just got the food. So, we'll be back in a bit," Nick explained, my head nodding and wanting to end this conversation:

"Okay, I'm here, so-"

Mid-sentence, Matt had his cock positioned at my entrance and slammed right into me, having me whine hard at it while on the phone, almost dropping it and I heard Nick:

"Y/N?! You good?"

"Yeah," I huffed out quickly, biting my lip to hide moans when Matt started rolling his hips, laughing under his breath and delivering quicker thrusts, trying his hardest to get me to break, "I just stubbed my toe is all. I'll see you when you get here!"

I threw my phone after I hung up, sitting up slightly and grabbing Matt by the hair, pulling him down to kiss and bite his lip:

"You think that's real funny, huh?"

"I wasn't letting him ruin my fun," He snickered, freeing his lip with his tongue going into our kiss, taking my wrists and pinning them down to the bed, slamming his hips harder, "And if he's coming back, I better make you cum quickly."

"You mother-" I went to scold him, but the pleasure building up from my toes to my head was so good, burning up at the touch of our skin, chest to chest while he began to kiss my neck, feeling hard sucks, "Matt!"

Getting me off wasn't going to be a hard task with the way he was going, his soft grunts and growls adding to it all, shifting his hips so my legs were higher in the air, the grip on my wrists even tighter.

"Think that, stubbing your toe, will be a good enough excuse when you're walking with a limp?" He loved to poke at me, in this manner, it only wired me up more, walls clenched and spasming at that tone along with the tip of his cock hitting my deepest spots.

"I sure as hell hope so!" My eyes were shut so tight, feeling his forehead against mine, the tensity in both our bodies as I started to unravel.

"You know, I think I just heard the elevator. Can't really tell when you're moaning my name so loud," He teased one more time before growing serious, his voice deep and low when he commanded, "Cum for me."

"I am cuming, Matt!" My legs latched around his waist and locked, shaking and my nails digging into my palms when I formed fists, gasping for air and gushing around him, whining his name softly as he let his cock enjoy it with soft thrusts, kissing:

"Fuck, that's so good."

"Good isn't the word," I whispered against his lips, both of us stopping when we heard footsteps at the door.

We have never moved so quickly, a struggle to get dressed with how bad my legs were shaking, thankfully that I wore a hoodie tonight. I was hoping I would be able to hide the shake in my legs when I sat upright in the bed, covering the wet spot I left with a blanket, and wiping the sweat off of my forehead.

Matt was sitting in the chair next to the bed, fixing himself in his sweats, throwing on his hoodie too, and so nonchalant that you would never expect that we were just going at it like animals.

"Food has arrived!" Brandon stepped in first, coming to the dresser to unload it with Nick.

"Sweet," I smiled, hoping I seemed normal, taking my food from Nick:

"Here's yours and yours."

Whenever he handed Matt his food, Matt's eyes were on me, teasing knowing only I knew what he meant:

"Thank you. I've been needing something tasty." 

[midwestmade29]

Rectify ❤️‍🔥

My story came to life from the “one prompt a day” post from @urfriendlywriter you’ll find here 🙂 this one was called “touch starved.” I’m excited to see what ones are next! Also, you'll find 2-3 other prompts from @loveisanimaginarydagger3000's list in my story too! You can find the prompts here

( Side note: this was my take on someone being “touch starved.” I’m sure it means different things to different people, this was just what I gravitated towards.)

Word count: 1,839 Divider by: @saradika-graphics

If you are not 18+ years old, please KEEP SCROLLING. Minors do not interact.

Due to the explicit nature, this story is NSFW or minors.

Dominant male, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

Matt was on my mind a lot today and I saw the writing prompts and my brain ran with it 😏

Matt Jackson rectifies your “situation” in the sexiest of ways…

Matt sat on the other side of the table with his mouth agape as he stared at you. He was stunned by your answer to the question he had just asked you, which made you squirm in your seat at the sudden silence that surrounded your table. His reaction to you telling him that you hadn’t been touched or kissed by a man in almost a year made you regret even saying anything. Crawling into a dark hole or flying away sounded good right about now! You cleared your throat in hopes that would snap Matt out of the stupor he was in, but he barely even blinked. “Matt, say something…” You quietly begged. “Do you want me to leave? I can have the waitress separate our checks…” Matt immediately grabbed your hand as you stood up from the table, finally showing some sign of life. “No, please sit. I’m sorry, I just can’t believe that!” he blurted out. “You can’t believe what? you asked sheepishly. Matt could tell that his choice of words didn’t come across like he meant them to when he saw you sink down in your chair a little. “Look at you, Y/N. You’re stunning. Any guy that doesn’t realize that needs to get their eyes checked! If you were mine, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you.” His last words caused your cheeks to flush and your core to do a flip flop at the thought of Matt all over you.

“I mean there have been offers, but none I’ve wanted. They weren’t the person I wanted to be intimate with…” you hinted while never breaking eye contact. “I see. And who exactly did you want to be intimate with?” he purred, already knowing the answer. When you didn’t respond right away, Matt prompted you to explain. “Come on, don’t leave me hanging! Say it Y/N.” You bit your bottom lip timidly, causing Matt’s eyes to darken as he noticed the little indents your teeth left. He was the one squirming now! “You know who I’m talking about…” “Yes, I do but I need to hear you say it baby.” The grit in his low voice was incredibly sexy and it was making your arousal grow just from the sound of it. “You. I wanted you, Matt.” He smirked after his name fell from your lips, asking you an additional question that made you swallow hard. “And is that something you still want? To be intimate with me?” “It’s been so long since I’ve been touched, kissed properly, completely ravaged. But, when I’m alone at night in my bed, you’re who I think about while I touch myself. I imagine your hands roaming freely on my body, your lips leaving goosebumps wherever they touch…” You were cut off by the waitress when they came to the table to ask if they could get either of you anything. Matt quickly handed the waitress his credit card without even asking for the bill, clearly unconcerned with how much dinner was. Once the bill was officially paid for, Matt held your hand as he briskly walked towards the exit and into an Uber. “What are we doing?” you asked puzzled. “We are going to rectify your situation. We’re going back to my hotel room.”

Butterflies were fluttering in your stomach as Matt walked around you slowly, eyeing you hungrily while planning his course of action. There was a crackle in the air from the sexual tension that continued to build, the heat between your legs ever growing. You jumped slightly when Matt pressed his body into your back but reveled in the feeling of him being so close. He wrapped one arm around your abdomen pulling you even closer, while his free hand brushed your hair away from your ear and neck. Your breathing became shallow and breathy when Matt whispered in your ear, “Are you sure you want this, Y/N? You really want to do this and give yourself to me?” Your clit was throbbing for this man, your muscles tense with want. There was no doubt in your mind, body, and soul that you wanted Matt to have his way with you. You turned to face him, giving him your final answer. “Yes, I’m sure I want this. I want whatever you have in store Matt. Don’t hold back, don’t hesitate. Fuck me so good that I’ll still feel the effects from it in the morning.” A groan escaped from deep inside of him when he picked you up and carried you over to the bed and laying you down on the mattress. He kissed you fiercely, his lips soft and warm against yours. Matt only broke contact momentarily as he pulled your shirt over your head, and skillfully unclasping your bra next and tossing it to the floor. “Mmm, so beautiful baby.” He praised as he took each of your breasts in his hands, massaging them before leaning down and kissing each pink circle. Your nipples started to pucker the more his tongue flicked all around them, and you couldn’t help but to gasp when he sucked hard and released them from his mouth immediately afterwards. He lowered his head down to kiss you again, ghosting his lips against yours before pulling back again with a smug smirk, making you chase him in desperation. Matt was very much in control of the situation, taking the lead like he did with mostly everything else. He stood up, leaving your body longing for more.

You watched every move he made as he pulled his shirt over his head before undoing his belt buckle and letting his pants slide down to the floor. His hard length was straining against his boxer briefs, longing to be set free from all restrictions. Matt didn’t remove his underwear just yet, instead he made quick work of taking your pants and panties off simultaneously leaving you completely naked and exposed on the bed. Your body responded to his touch as his hands slid up your body, setting it ablaze every inch they covered. Matt watched how your body reacted to the slightest touches and he studied your facial cues making sure what he was doing felt good to you. He finally kissed you and you grabbed ahold of his hair to keep him in place so he couldn’t break away this time. Holy shit was he a good kisser! Your tongues danced together as your hands desperately grasped at one another, gasping into each other’s mouths like you couldn’t get enough. When you came up for air, Matt’s hand started trailing down your body. His fingertips lightly creating a path in between your breasts, down to your stomach and stopping at your pelvis. “I want to touch you, baby. Feel your wetness on my fingers. Is that okay?” he asked breathlessly. “Yes…” was the only response your brain could offer since it was in overdrive. You lower half bucked off the bed when he began making circles with his finger on your clit. You whimpered at his touch when he inserted two fingers inside of you. “Shit, you’re so tight baby. So wet and warm.” He murmured next to your ear.

“Please Matt! I need you. Fuck me now, I want to feel all of you!” you begged. After he removed his boxer briefs, he positioned himself in between your legs, aligning his length up with your entrance. The anticipation was killing you and your nerves rose to the surface again. You knew you wanted this and that you asked for all of it. You were more concerned with being good enough for Matt and making him feel good too. He took notice of the worried look on your face and asked tenderly, “What’s wrong baby? Are you okay? Do you want to stop?” “I-I just want you to feel good. I want it to be good for you…” you said, almost inaudible. “You are pure perfection Y/N. I’m so turned on by you that I almost exploded just looking at you earlier! Don’t think baby, just feel.” His words gave you the comfort and confidence you needed to proceed, and he kissed you passionately before pushing himself inside of you. At first it was a little uncomfortable since it had been so long since you’ve been intimate with someone, but Matt was sweet and took it slow, allowing you to adjust to his thickness. Your walls squeezed and pulled him, making him shiver at the sensation. Matt’s long dark hair tickled your face as it fell around you, his scent filling your nose and the look of lust in his eyes sending you into overdrive. Matt made each slow and deep thrust count, hitting all the right spots every single time! Even though his intentions were to fuck you like you asked him to, and his original plan was to rectify you of being touch starved, his passion and vulnerability still shined through. Matt interlocked his fingers with yours and brought your hands above your head, beads of sweat falling on your cheek as he lowered his body, making sure it was flush against yours.

His body blanketed over you, and his weight pinned you against the mattress. You couldn’t get enough of him and being this close almost felt like it wasn’t close enough. “Matt!” you cried out into the air. “I’m almost there…don’t stop!” He sighed against your lips as the pleasure was overtaking him too. The headboard was knocking against the wall with each deep thrust, the sound of your bodies connecting echoing through the room. Matt released your hands, and they instantly made their way onto his back, nails scraping and digging into his skin there. His arms were on each side of your head as he leaned against them for support, never losing his rhythm as he got better situated. Your orgasm tore through your body, the intensity of it almost taking your breath away! You cried out Matt’s name as the waves of your release crashed over you. “You’re so sexy baby…” Matt cooed against your cheek. While your walls pulsated against his length, Matt found his release too. You could feel every drop fill you as he pumped himself in and out a few more times as he rode out his release. You were both breathless and sweaty, and completely satisfied. Matt kissed you before removing himself from you, causing both of you to groan from the loss of contact. He laid down next to you, trying to steady his breathing as he opened his arms to you, encouraging you to scoot closer and cuddle with him. Your head rested on his chest, and he pulled the covers over you both so neither of you would get chilled.

Before the two of you drifted off to sleep, you spoke softly as you nuzzled closer to Matt. “I think you created a monster.” “Why do you say that?” he asked half asleep. “I’m already wondering when we can do that again…”

That GIF though…🥵

[coleskingdom]

Always

Matt Jackson x F Reader

19+ Minors DNI

Pure Fiction

I blame @midwestmade29 and this gif that he clearly did for the Tumblr.

@madhatterbri

“What’s gotten into you?” I asked as we walked through the door of the hotel room Matt’s hands messing with the straps of the sundress I was wearing. “ I’ve missed you. Your skin is so warm, you smell like sunshine and pears.” he spun me around so I was facing him. “I’ve missed you, Matt” a little too much emphasis on his name, my eyes looking for his acknowledgement of what I’m trying to say.

He brushes his finger along the bridge of my nose, then over my lips. When he presses the pad of his thumb into the flesh of my lower lip, I think I stop breathing. "I know, Princess” he whispers. His tone is tender , as if he can read my mind . My body shivers with delight as he pulls me closer. Then he puts his mouth to mine-but his kiss isn't tender, it's devouring and hot.

My body responds to the power of it, and I open my lips to give him better access, allowing his tongue to stroke mine in long, languid motions. I feel his cock hardening beneath his jeans, and I let out a moan. His hand travels down my side and when it comes to the hem of my dress, he doesn't waste any time dragging his rough palm up my bare thigh, placing the thin fabric near my belly. He teases the skin there as he kisses me. “ Matt please” as his kisses trail down my jaw to the place where my neck and shoulder meet, he lingers there it’s his favorite spot. “ For you Princess anything.” His hands leave my body for the briefest of moments as he takes off his t shirt, throwing it on to the ground, my dress soon following. He pulled me back into his chest holding me there, his hands caressing my sides and up my back. I pulled back running my hands up my favorite parts of his body.

His lips trailed down my body as he kissed the tops of my breasts as he sank lower in front of me his hands lingering where his lips had previously been. He rested his head on my stomach my hands running through his hair. He looked up at me as I offered my hand as he stands back up.

Matt takes my hand and lays me back on the blanket before moving down my body, his palms brushing over my naked breasts and stom-ach. Once he reaches my feet,he presses his thumbs into the arches of my feet, massaging them.

My eyes roll back in pleasure at the unexpected touch. It's brief, but enough to turn me into a massive puddle. Once satisfied, he trails kisses up my calves and to my inner thighs before he finds my center. I suck in a breath at the touch as he pulls my panties down and throws them with the rest of our clothes. Before I have time to miss the contact, Matt is back between my legs as he licks and kisses my center. I grab the back of his head as he wraps his lips over my clit and sucks. My head falls back, and I cry out when he suctions around it again and again. My fingers dig into his scalp to keep his mouth in place, I feel him smile against me before continuing the motion. "I'm getting close." My hands tugging at his

He looks up at me from between my legs and grins, suctioning harder as he inserts not two, but three fingers inside of me. The myriad of sensations plus the look on his face sends me over the edge. He continues to work me through the aftershocks of the orgasm he just gave me.

Giving me a moment to let my body come back down, as he takes off the rest of his clothes. “ Princess, get on your knees and face the mirror” his voice thick and firm with lust. “I want you to see how perfect we are together , how much I need you.” I do as he tells me, “Shit this bed is low” I see him raise one leg to the bed, I look at him behind me as he lines his cock up with my entrance as the tip of his cock pushes in. Our breath hitches together as he pushes in , from this angle I feel so full . “Relax Princess”He moves his hands to my waist, stroking his hands along the skin there. "You feel so good, baby. So right." His pace is slow and deep “Faster Matt” at my words he begins pistoning in and out of me then surprised me with a circle of his hips. He laughs as he saw my face and the gasp that fell from my lips. “Right there don’t stop” my voice strained “I’m so close” his arm came around bringing me closer to me, his fingers rubbing fast circles on my clit. “That’s it princess come for me. Give me everything you have.” I come hard my walls milking his cock as he pumps into me before I hear his tell tell sounds as his release triggers aftershocks of my own. He holds me close as we both come back down.

He kisses down my neck before he pulls himself from me. I miss him immediately he laughs softly. “Miss me already” his words against my skin. “Always” as he settles us in bed, he pulls me into him “Princess I’m always here.” His fingers intertwined with mine.

[plentyoffandoms]

Day 4: Missionary 🎃

Matt Jackson x f/reader

Requested by Anonymous

Kinktober 2023

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs do not belong to me. @stukky

Warnings: Smut below the cut. Missionary sex. Unprotected sex.

WC: 592

Requested by Anonymous

The lights in the room were low, and there were candles strategically placed all over the room. There is music playing in the background, but the only noises I were focusing on were falling from her lips.

The little whines and whimpers as she clung to me, with her arms wrapped around me as she dug her nails into my back.

My name fell from her lips as I slowly thrust into her.

"Matt. Please." She herself has no idea what she is even asking for, but I do. I always do.

I hiked her one leg up and wrapped it around my waist. The angle made me hit that one spot inside of her that had her seeing stars.

The low groan and her pussy tightened around me knew I hit just the spot.

"Right there?" I asked her.

"Huh uh." Her hands are up by her head now, her hands in a fist, her eyes slightly closed as she let me fuck into her.

But I changed my pace the moment 'huh uh.' slipped from her lips. I needed her screaming my name. To let the whole hotel know who the hell was fucking her.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." She cried out in a chant as I fucked her as hard as I could. The bed frame was bouncing off the wall, and I could hear the neighbours getting pissed off, but my main focus was on her coming around my cock and screaming my name.

I dropped her leg, but never stopped fucking into her. I collapsed on top of her but caught myself by placing my arms on either side of her head.

Her hands were now in my hair, that was in a bun, and pulled the hair tie loose and flung it somewhere in the room, and placed her hands back in my hair, pulling on it slightly, making me groan out her name.

My hair fell down, and it was around us, like our own personal curtain. I leaned down and kissed her hard.

I was close but I didn't want to finish just yet, so I pulled back, away from her lips, her hands and pulled my cock out of her pussy.

"Matt." She whined at the loss of me.

"Just give me a second love."

"But I need you."

"You need me? Want me to cum in your pretty pussy baby?"

All she needed to do was spread her legs wide and flash me that pretty smile and I was on her once more.

Slamming into her over and over again. Pounding her so hard into the mattress that she will have a hard time walking after this.

She was moaning my name as I brought her closer and closer to finishing around me.

One hard thrust was all she needed. I felt her squeeze my cock so tight before she even started to scream my name.

A few more thrusts and I stilled. My own groan of her name fell from my lips as I spilled into her.

I collapsed fully on top of her now, her arms wrapping around my body just like I did hers. I kissed her gently, the two of us smiling into the kiss.

"Again." She mumbled against my lips. That had me pulling back to look down at her.

"Again?"

"Mmmhmm." She traced her finger down my chest towards my half-hard cock.

"And this time, I want to ride you."

That was all I needed to flip us around to have another round.

Day 3: Anal - Chuck Taylor ● Day 5: Breeding - Matt Jackson

Tag list: @lghockey @im-just-a-mississippi-girl @nicoleveno14 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @hooks-martin @wwenhlimagines @melissahausen @faerieofthenightcourt

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Hey love. I’m having a crap day. Week really. And I’ve really been into my Matt and Nick feels lately. Can I request a little thing where the reader is just the Bucks fuck toy for the weekend or something? I dunno however you wanna take it or do you. Your stuff is always amazing and can’t ever go wrong with being the bucks pet. 🦌

Fuck.my.UP! *This was getting incredibly out of hand, so I had to stop at some point 😂*

Also this is our official welcome to Poppy! Because maybe she’ll pop *shameless dad joke* up more in the future, idk 🤷‍♀️

Tag: @theworldofotps , @writtingrose , @aerynscrichton , @daddyhausen , @damnnhausen , @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin , @sophiewolfheart-blog , @sultryfandoms , @new-zealand-chic , @crowleysqueenofhell , @thealliasylum , @legit9thlunaticwarrior , @baysexuality , @josiewrites , @seeingstarks , @sldghmmr , @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch , @whenimakeitshine1234 , @blaquekittycat , @tahiri-veyla

“Come here, pet. Come, come” The mocking tone of Matt's voice, followed by a small whistle, made you huff loudly: “If you ever do that again, I’ll cut your balls off!”

“Aww, what’s the matter, dovey? Am I offending your morals? Because we both know you have none of that” His chuckle resonated in your ear as he stood before you “If you did, you wouldn’t have agreed to this in the first place, right?” Matt’s hand came to rest on your face, where he pressed your cheeks together until your lips pouted. “What kind of respectful wife dreams about fucking her husband and his brother?” Matt’s teeth tugged on your pouty bottom lip until the flesh slowly slid from his grip.

“How long have you been wanting this, huh? Since when do you fuck Nick and think about me? How many years have you been dreaming about getting the big bro’s dick in you? Was that what you thought about on your honeymoon? While Nick fucked you from behind, did you wish I was there too? Just watching at first, until I finally judged you worthy of having me play with you too?”

A slow and predatory grin grew on Matt’s lips the more he spoke, “What’s wrong, dove? Cat got your tongue? Are you gonna scream for dear ol’ hubby to come and save you?”. His deep, brown eyes stared at you with amusement as he whispered: “What if I tell you he’s too busy enjoying this to make it stop? I can see him in the armchair behind you, and you should see how entertained he is by watching his little slut at my mercy”.

“Nick” You whined and tried to look over your shoulder at your husband, but a sharp pain on your cheek made you look back at Matt again.

“Don’t you EVER look away from me again, do you understand? I’m the one playing with you, so your focus stays on me!” His voice was cold and sinister, but a short chuckle escaped Nick’s lips, causing the atmosphere in the room to become less serious for a brief moment.

“Oh Matt, you shouldn’t have done that”

“Because?” The older man impatiently asked

“Because now Poppy will really want to play” The blue-eyed man answered matter-of-factly

“Poppy?” Matt frowned “Who the hell is-“

“You hit like a bitch! Is that all you got? How pitiful” You giggled while blowing a strand of hair away from your face

Nick stood up from his seat and made his way toward you.

“Hello, Poppy” He smiled widely “Long time no see”

“Hi, daddy” Your lips pouted at the younger Jackson “Kiss”

Nick quickly landed a soft peck on your lips that soon turned into a slow, sensual kiss.

“Did you come to play with us this weekend?” Nick caressed your cheek with his thumb, making you purr “I heard a thing or two about it, and when bitch Matty stepped up, I thought I should surprise him”

“You definitely did!” Nick chuckled before looking at his brother. “Matt, meet Poppy, my favorite little brat”

At the sound of the word “brat”, Matt felt his cock twitch in his pants. “Is that so?” He smirked as your eyes came to rest on his face.

“So you came to play with us then, Poppy?” Matt’s voice sounded amused and exciting in contrast to your petulant one “I came to play with daddy” You smiled widely at Nick before returning your gaze to the dark-haired man “Now you…I doubt you have what it takes to play with me”

“Oh really?” Matt closed the distance between you, and his hand came to rest on top of your head, tugging on your scalp with a medium strength, testing the waters of your initial play. “You don’t think I have what it takes then?”

“You’re not as good as daddy” You shrugged, causing the handcuff chains between your wrists to dingle with the small action.

“I’m better than daddy” He smirked

You leaned forward until your lips brushed against his bearded chin “Doubt it” was your small and teasing comeback.

Matt’s smirk grew wider “On your knees. Now!”

You chuckled with amusement “Make me, bitch!”

Matt’s fist closed harder around your hair, yanking you down on the floor with a force that was deadened by the fluffy living room rug “So this is how it’s gonna be, huh? Well, if that’s the case, you’re in for a long, LONG weekend, little dove”. His hand glued your face to his crotch, and you could feel his hardened length pressing against your cheek through the jeans.

When you looked up, Nick smiled down at you as he pulled his cock off his track pants. He slid the tip against your bottom lip, and you darted your tongue to taste his skin.

Matt gave a few slaps on your cheek before he teased with a cackle, “If you want to fit two cocks in your mouth, I suggest you open it wider, brat”

“Shut the fuck up” You spat back and focused your eyes back on your husband

The sapphire-eyed man chuckled and asked, “Are you ready to play, Poppy?”

“Yes, daddy” You purred as you opened your mouth and poked your tongue out to let him brush his crown against the pink muscle.

Matt leaned down until his lips grazed your ear shell “Don’t worry, Poppy. Once I’m done with you, you’ll be just as sweet and submissive to me, dovey”.

Your eyes gleamed with mischief as you gave soft kitten licks to Nick’s tip while looking at Matt “Do your worst, you wimp” was your last response before taking your husband’s length down your throat.