sub!matt x dom!fem!reader
WHOS IN CHARGE?
matt has had attitude with you all day so you decide to put him in his place.
includes smut, inappropriate language, p in v, no protection, overstimulation, degradation, oral!male receiving, use of y/n, if uncomfortable do not read!
you grabbed the collar of matts t shirt and pulled him in closer, your lips just inches apart from his. you watched as his lip quivered ever so slightly and how he tried his best to keep himself from making out with you right now.
“please—“ he whispered.
you leaned in closer and teased him by turning to his ear, letting your breath brush against his skin. “you know im not gonna let you off that easily, right?” you gave him a small kiss on his ear and pulled away. watching how his hands were pinned above his head and how his chest was exposed just for you.
he let out a small whine when you pushed his arms back against the headboard. a cold lustful stare burning through his skin. “how bad do you want it?”
matt shut his eyes closed and begged, his fingers interlocking together as he did so. “im s-sorry, i want it so bad.. baby,” he opened his eyes again and you could almost moan at how pretty his blue eyes were.
you straddled your hips around his hips carefully and began to run your finger along his chest. leaning down to plant kisses on his neck. matts heart raced at the feeling of finally getting some sort of touch.
he leaned into your touch and let out a sigh which quickly turned into a loud whimper once you began to bite harshly along his neck to his collarbone.
“y/n—fuck-“
he jolted his body at almost every bite and threw his head back which gave you more access to his neck. the whimpers and moans slipping through his mouth uncontrollably.
you pushed his chest down with your free hand while grinning against his neck. loving how sensitive he was. you continued to swirl your tongue around the bites until you were satisfied with your marks.
you lowered yourself down to matts collarbone and left a few more marks before pulling away completely. looking down at him and how the corner of his eyes glistened with small tears, the way his neck was bruised up, and how his breathing was unsteady.
he looked up at you and gave you a weak frown desperately trying to break free and move his hands to touch you. he shuffled uncomfortably and looked at your lap. watching how slowly you were crawling off of him.
“need you, so bad baby..” matt threw his head back once more while letting out a frustrated groan. the linger and sensation of your lips tingling along his skin.
“so now you want to be needy? huh?” you looked back up at matt and placed a hand against his jaw, forcing him to be quiet and look at you. “yeah? is this what you want? to be fucked shamelessly?”
you waited for his response watching in awe at how flustered he was getting. the way his cheeks were burning red was turning you on.
“i—“
“use your words, matt.”
you clenched harder against his jaw and loved the way he whined, instantly obeying and nodding frantically. “yes—yes i do..”
you let go of his jaw and crept your hand underneath the hem of his jeans while unbuttoning with your other hand. matt was watching intently, trembling softly in excitement as you were finally getting closer.
“lift up,” you commanded. noticing how he didnt have to be asked twice. you pulled off his jeans and threw them next to the bed, staring at the giant bulge infront of you. the small stain of pre cum dripping against the fabric.
he looked down at you and bit his lip in embarrassment. watching how your fingers continued to unclothe him. once you slipped his boxers off you smiled at him through your lashes and gave the tip a small kiss.
“oouh..!”
you wrapped your fingers around his cock and began to pump slowly. smiling to yourself at how easy it was to make matt fold underneath your touch.
you quickly fastened up your pace, bobbing your hand and rubbing your thumb along his tip. (his most sensitive spot) matt thrusted his hips into your hand while moaning constantly. his mind fogging up with you.
“baby, baby, fuck— i— cum!” his voice squeaked slightly, his whole body tensing up slightly from the pressure. “ah, not yet.” you cooed.
you watched as matts mouth was hanging open, spilling out moans, how his bangs were sticking to his forehead due to sweat, and how his eyes were full of desire and submission.
you began to move your hand slower, lowering yourself onto your stomach and softly pressing kisses on his dick. causing him to shiver ever so slightly.
“pleas—i need to!—“ matt whined, his legs trembling from the overstimulation. he suddenly released and groaned loudly. white strips of cum shooting onto his stomach.
“y/n!…”
you forcefully placed your hand on matts neck and pushed his head up. pressing down slightly to not hurt him too much. but just enough to choke him. “who said you could come?” you clenched harder along his jaw and neck, “you dirty slut. you just never listen do you?”
matt tried catching his breath, croaking out small apologies and babbles here and there. “im sorry—“ he managed. watching how you crept back to his dick.
“mfh—baby im sor!—“ he was instantly cut off with a harsh kiss pressed against his lips. loving the way he groaned into your mouth giving you more access to use your tounge.
you used one hand to tug his hair which caused him to groan once more. you then positioned yourself above his dick before slamming yourself down without any notice.
“too late.” you growled.
his brows furrowed together as the moans again started to spill from his mouth. his eyes rolled back to his head and he began to shake his head. “too m-much!—ngh—“
the room was filled with the scent of lust, the sound of your two heavy breathing being the only noise in probably the whole house.
matt continued to lay flat against his back while he tried to calm down from his fifth orgasm of the day. his cock was now soft, his neck was completely bruised and purple, his hair was messed up, his cheeks were stained with a faint line of tears, and his brows were now softened while he looked at you.
you were hovering above him; examining all the damage that you did to his skin before laying down next to him. you rested your hand on his now trembling and bruised thigh while your other hand untied him from the headboard.
“so,” you started.
his hands fell to his side and he let out a loud groan, rolling over into your arms and cuddling you.
“whos in charge?”
“you are..” matt whispered.
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Boston IS the worst
Boston has never intended to play nice. Not even for a second.
Every look he gave during the last part of episode five was just him getting more upset.
He was waiting for his moment to pounce.
Everyone was so happy, yet Boston was irritated.
Then he found his moment. He didn't say Ray likes Sand. No. He said Sand likes Ray, and that it was so obvious ("I can tell")
He targeted Sand by suggesting that he would like Ray for superficial reasons - looks and money.
If coming from anyone else, that would have seemed playful, but knowing Boston had sat there that entire time observing them with disgust, it seems more like he was implying Sand is a gold digger.
And Sand actually doesn't look too pleased being put on the spot.
Sand doesn't react the way Boston wants, and he looks bothered.
Look at the pissed-off way Boston keeps looking at Nick whenever Nick encourages the happy vibe.
And when the boys are distracted with flirting about kisses
That's when Boston went for the jugular. He removed Nick from him, leaned forward, and unleashed his venom.
This is the first time he smiled since they had been sitting there. THIS line is where he smiles.
And he keeps smiling. Even as everyone else's demeanor changes, Boston is almost giddy.
The total number of people who have said Boston is trash is now four: Ray, Chuem, Top, Sand.
I think it's time some of you start to believe it.
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