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your-not-invisible-to-me · 2 years

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You Drew Stars Around My Scars (Matt Murdock x Jen Walters)

Ship: Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters

Summary:

Matt and Jen get to spend some more time together in the morning after defeating Leap Frog.

Word Count: 2,082

Warnings: talks of body scars, a brief scene of oral sex, making out

A/N: AKA I couldn't find many morning-after fics, so I wrote one myself

The sun leaked through the open blinds as the morning of the new day began, but the two people wrapped around one another in bed paid no mind to the source of the shadows that began to form. They were just content to sleep.

The first thing Jen noticed as she slowly began to wake was the weight of the arm that laid across her stomach. Then it was the fingers softly curled in her hair from the hand that laid above her head. She slowly turned to her side, facing the man who was still sound asleep next to her.

He’s still here. He’s actually still here.

To say she was surprised was, well, an understatement. She didn’t expect to still be feeling the light whispers of his breath, more the feeling of the cold bed.

But she’s not exactly complaining either.

Jen took a moment to breathe in the sight of Matt Murdock as he lay before her. Last night, he was all quick wit and action. His movements were not hesitant as he fought against each person attacking them. He was quick to fight and flirt when it came to their time together.

But now, now he looked relaxed. It was as if years had melted off his stature. Jen felt familiar with Murdock’s devil side, but this Murdock was something she had yet to discover.

But would he stick around long enough to let her?

“You know it’s considered rude to stare.”

Jen jumped at the sudden noise. She still didn’t quite understand how his abilities worked.

“Well is it still considered rude if I like what I see?” she asked.

Where was this coming from?

“Do you, now?” The familiar wide smile slid across Matt’s face as he maneuvered so he was now on top of her, caging her head between his elbows. He slowly leaned his head down, waiting for any sign of hesitation.

But he didn’t find one. Just the sound of Jen’s breath hitching and the beat of her heart growing faster was all he needed to press his lips against hers. Now it was his turn for his heart to speed up. The feeling shook him to his toes as he brought a hand up to cradle her face. The feeling of her hand weaving its way through his hair.

Matt pressed his tongue up against her lips. He felt her sigh as she opened up to him. As they both opened up to each other.

Eventually, the two broke apart, both their heavy breaths falling into sync.

“Well, that was quite the good morning, Mr. Murdock.”

“I could say the same thing to you, Miss Walters.”

Matt slowly slid off her again, turning over so he was curled up at her side. She ran her hand through his hair, not missing the way his eyes would flutter with each pass of her fingers.

“Hmm. What time is it?” he asked.

Jen pushed herself up a bit to peer over Matt’s head, making sure not to stop her movements. The clock on the side table read 7:13 AM. When she conveyed this to Matt, he smiled, letting out a happy groan.

“What’s that noise mean?” she asked.

“It means I’m happy because I can make you breakfast.” Matt leans up, pressing a kiss against Jen’s cheek before getting up out of bed.

Breakfast? He’s staying for breakfast too?

As Matt stood up and stretched, Jen couldn’t help but admire what she saw. From the strong muscles lining his legs all the way up through his back, and not to mention that ass, it was more than enough to make a woman drool.

Memories from the night before began to take over.

“God Matt, please don’t stop.” Her hand in his hair pulled harder as he drank her in. His lips wrapped around her clit as he sucked. Eating her out like a man who’d been freed from a life of starvation.

“You know,” Matt’s voice broke her out from last night’s fantasy. “The faster we eat something, the faster we might get a repeat of whatever’s got you heated up.” He was back leaning over her, now wearing just his boxers, before giving her another kiss and leaving the room.

Damn him.

Jen pulled herself out of bed, slipping on her underwear and a t-shirt before heading into her kitchen. Matt was already standing at the stove, cracking an egg into a pan. Jen leaned against the door frame, taking in the sight.

While before she saw his body, now she was seeing what was on it. Scars riddled down his body like lines sketched on a canvas. Two deep lines across his back, dots showing where someone had to sew him back together.

She suddenly found herself up against his back, lightly brushing the pads of her fingertips against each raise in his skin. She watched as the goosebumps raised with each passing touch.

“How does a man defending a dozen blocks in New York get these?” asked Jen, softly.

Matt was quiet for a moment, freezing for a split second before finishing the eggs and sliding them onto a plate. He turned around, wrapping his arms around her waist. Now she could see the deep scars across both his shoulders.

“Would you believe me if I told you it was a ninja?” The smirk on his face was hesitant. Jenn took a moment, trailing a finger up the scar on his shoulder to his neck, pulling him down to place her lips on his.

“I think I’m learning fast not to question anything about you, Matthew.”

Any hesitancy in Matt’s smile slipped away as he leaned down to kiss her again.

“Come on, let’s eat.”

The two sat down at her kitchen table, falling quickly into a conversation just as easily as they had the night before at the bar. From stories from both of their respective stays in law school-

“He took Punjabi? Of all things?”

“Yep.”

“There was a girl, wasn’t there.”

“Oh definitely.”

- to Matt’s early days as the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen –

“She found you in a dumpster?!”

“I never said I always made the right decisions.”

“That’s assuming you ever make the right decisions in the first place.”

“Ouch. I think I need to call an objection, Miss Walters.”

“On what grounds, Mr. Murdock?”

“…Wounding a blind man?”

Jen giggled, actually giggled, before leaning over the table to give him a kiss.

“Not a chance.”

Neither had a chance to even think about the dishes in the sink before Matt had swept her off her feet, again, and was kissing her senseless against the wall. She let out a groan as his hips pushed against her center, feeling him hard against her. She ran her hand down his back and grabbed a fistful of his ass to drive him forward, feeling her knees go weak as she felt him moan.

“What time – umph – do you need to leave for the airport?” It was getting hard for her to formulate words with the feeling of Matt’s hand suddenly down her underwear.

“Trust me, we have plenty of time.” The feeling of his smirk against her neck was not missed as they both suddenly ended up back in her bedroom.

A little over an hour later, with both lawyers left plenty satisfied, Matt and Jenn lay tangled up around each other in bed again. Jen, with her head on his shoulder, slowly traced out the shapes of each scar she could feel on his chest.

Suddenly, she found herself pushing Matt to his back. It was her turn to crawl on top of him as she caged his head between her elbows. She made her way down his body, slowly leaving a kiss on top of each scar she could see. The sound of Matt’s breath hitch with each touch drove her on before she made her way back to the top.

She laid her head on his stomach, continuing to draw shapes on his skin.

“How do you do it?” she asked, although a part of her felt like she already knew the answer.

“Do what?” asked Matt. His head seemed to be filled with fog with each passing touch from the girl on top of him, and part of him was dreading having to get on a plane soon.

“Go out into the world and fight when you could easily not make it back home.”

The question made him pause, made him think. So many people have asked Matt different forms of the same thing over the years, but suddenly it didn’t seem enough.

“When, when you can hear someone screaming for help miles away, and you know that no one is coming for them, it becomes your fault when they get hurt. I go out every night because I know I can help the people that aren’t on a priority list. If not me… then who?”

He didn’t know if he particularly liked his answer, but the way Jen seemed to curl into him, even more, was more than enough.

“I can’t help but feel like each scar I see is another person that’s still alive. I know you probably don’t hear it enough, so thank you,” said Jen. Matt didn’t respond, but they both knew he didn’t need to.

Eventually, all moments have to end, and theirs did when the BEEP BEEP of Matt’s alarm went off. Both lawyers let out a groan at the sudden intrusion. Matt placed a kiss on top of her head before getting out of bed.

Suddenly, he halted mid-step.

“What’s wrong?” asked Jen. She pushed herself up to lean against the headboard.

“Um. Nothing. I just, well I don’t have any other clothes besides my suit,” said Matt. His face was slowly becoming red as he turned and faced her. A beat of silence set in before Jen burst out into laughter, laughing so hard she clenched her side.

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” said Matt. He sighed, more frustrated at himself than anything. He found his pants and began to slip them on.

“You forgot to bring extra clothes!” Each word came out more broken than the last as Jen struggled to breathe through her laughter. “Oh my God!”

“Well, if memory serves, it was because someone was eager to get back to their apartment,” said Matt. Even he had to admit though, he was struggling to hold back laughter.

Jen stood and got out of bed, bringing the man the top half of his suit that had been flung next to the closet at some point during the night.

“And I don’t regret a second of it,” she said.

A quiet pause set between the two lawyers as Matt finished getting dressed. She had given him an open door. One she hoped he’d take compared to the other guys she had been with recently.

As he finished dressing, Matt slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest. Another kiss was shared as he dipped his head down, happy to feel the feeling of her tongue pass against his. The two broke apart.

“I know this isn’t the ideal situation, with me being a thousand miles away in New York and all, but I don’t regret it either. Maybe next time I’m in town, I can actually take you on that dinner?”

Even with the helmet now on his head, Jen couldn’t help but feel a certain way from seeing that smile on his face. Nervous, yet sincere.

“I’d like that a lot, Matt, yeah.”

BEEP. BEEP.

“Now it seems I really have to go,” said Matt.

“I’ll walk you out.”

Matt grabbed his shoes and swung them over his shoulder as he followed Jen through her apartment. As they reached the front door, Jen couldn’t help but giggle again.

“I can’t believe the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen is about to do the walk of shame out of my apartment.” Jen opened the door, letting Matt step through.

“Now, Miss Walters, is it really the walk of shame if I liked what I did?”

“Oh did you, now?”

Matt gave her one last smile and a quick kiss before walking down the steps, turning to give her one last wave before he disappeared down the sidewalk.

A whole minute seemed to pass before Jenn realized she was damn near drooling after him as she leaned against the door frame.

Damn him.

A/N: Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I really tried my best with proofreading, but if I missed something just let me know. Here's to our favorite devil man finally being back!

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junocornkiwi · 2 years

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GUILTY, UR HONOR

#my art stuff #art #my stuff #art stuff #matt murdock x jennifer walters #jennifer walters #matt murdock #matt x jen #mattifer #mattjen #Daredevil #daredevil x she hulk #she hulk daredevil #she hulk

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rebelcaptain4life · 2 years

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This is so sad y'all 😭 I know it's only been a day but I need more of them

#daredevil #marvel #matt murdock #charlie cox #jen walters #jennifer walters #she hulk #she-hulk #she-hulk spoilers #tatiana maslany #hulk #disney #hulkdevil #is that what we're calling them?#matt murdock x jennifer walters

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moonlayl · 2 years

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I don’t care. I’m gonna say it. Superheroes’ love interests being other superheroes/vigilantes >>>>>>>

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cindymoonsgfreal · 2 years

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The Devil and A Lawyer

pairing: Matt Murdock x nb!reader x Jennifer Walters

genre: one-shot, fluff, slight smut at the end

warnings: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! smut, slightly insecure reader, no gender pronounce used for the reader, no gendered body description for the reader, slightly sub!matt, reader likes d and v

word count: 1652

Matt Murdock is a flirty bastard.

When Jennifer called you in the evening, annoyed, rumbling on and on about the blind jerk winning over her case and completely losing all her chances of getting the perfect dress for the gala, you knew exactly who she was talking about.

Matt Murdock was in LA.

You haven’t even noticed how you let the name slip from your lips. Still, the next thing you knew, you were sitting in your favorite bar, listening to Jen expressing her extreme opinions about the lawyer, as the second glass of rum was getting empty by minutes in your hand. It was a long day for you, as you were still recovering from the Titania attack on the wedding when she accidentally threw the chair your way instead of She-Hulk’s. Sitting was hurting, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to complain about it. Not when Jen accidentally brushed her knee against yours, and her hands would fall on your thighs as she leaned closer to whisper some dirty curses about her new “enemy.” It was probably best to remember the quotation; as you both knew, it wasn’t jealousy or anger; it was tension. The good old sexual tension.

That thought gave you an uneasy feeling in the pit of your stomach as you felt yourself get hot from the understanding that your crush and your ex were probably thirsty for each other because, in the words of the wise avocado: “if there's a stunning woman with questionable character in the room, Matt Murdock's gonna find her.”

“I cannot believe you two dated,” Jen muttered again, taking a sip from her glass. You frowned at that, moving closer to let the woman see the raised eyebrows about the last phrase. Walters looked up, finally noticing your face. Her eyes widened in shock as she registered the meaning of her words. “Oh, that sounded bad. Look, I didn’t mean it like that. I strongly believe any guy or woman will date you. Hell, even I would date you.” You felt your heart skip a beat. You watched as Jen abruptly stopped her rambling. Her cheeks heated bright red as she closed and opened her mouth like a fish, searching for any words. But before she could say anything else, two glasses were placed in front of her.

“What is this?” Jennifer smiled cluelessly, her eyes darting up and down from the glass to eh bartenders.

“From that guy over there.”

Well shit.

Matt was turned their way when your eyes fell on his figure. He didn’t change, even a day since your last meeting, and understandably so. The blip brought everyone back without aging them their five missing years. He was smiling, almost shyly, even though you could recognize the play he was making. Matt Murdock can be an actor with the way he played the shy, charismatic lawyer with definitely no secret identities that resemble the devil.

“Mind if I join you two?” he asked, and you bit your lip, wondering if his f=gonna to play his “I’m blind, help me to my seat” card. Jen did not notice your behavior change as she murmured, “sure.” Matt smiled warmly as he stood up from his chair and carefully made his way to you. He sat on your left, his hand brushing against your shoulder for a second as he slightly pulled up on his chair to straighten up. You breathed in longly, feeling the old tingling emerge in you. “I wanted to extend a peace offering.”

Jen scrunched her nose in fake disgust, making a small smile appear on her lips. “Ugh! I hate it when people take the high road.” the giggle left your lips as Murdock barked out a real laugh. You glanced at him briefly, feeling sad as you remembered how long it had been since you last heard him be that…free. “So, what’s your story, Matt Murdock?”

That’s when the flirting began. Jennifer uses her natural charm, and Matt his blind jokes. The coil of jealousy grew inside, making you look down at the empty third glass of alcohol, deciding to leave the pair. So, you turned to Jen, your hand falling on her palm and giving it a quiz. Jennifer moved her gaze from the man to you, the softness melting you like ice cream. “I’ll leave you two alone.” you smiled politely, moving to stand up as a hand caught your wrist, and the other fell to your thigh that was still hanging on the bar chair.

“Stay.” both of them invited in a hushed voice, mesmerizing you to a fully empty-headed state. You looked almost dumbfoldly as you sat back down, both of their hands falling to touch at least some part of you. Jen rested her hand on the closeted thigh, her fingers playing with the thick materials of the jeans, as Matt squeezed your palm, feeling the warmth radiating from you. And then and there, between two lawyers, you understood one thing - you were fucked.

It was late when you heard noises coming from the living room of Jennifer’s apartment, making you jump up from the bed and quickly take the hand knife you were gifted ages ago. Jen has left to help her idiot client in the night, and now it has been an hour since she was on her first-ever superhero outing. You were worried about her, but knowing she is probably bulletproof calmed you slowly but steadily. However, wishing she was here was strong, as you knew you were not enhanced in any way. So, if it isn’t Jen but someone else, you and your knife would probably be equally useless. Bracing up the beats of bravery, you nudged the door open.

Jennifer was making out with Matt in his daredevil suit (well, at least you guessed that the yellow-red combination on him was his new suit and not some sick roleplay). Her hands were gently cupping his face as Matt already threw the mask away on the sofa. His hands were roaming down her body, making her lean her chest to his as the soft groan left her lips.

You didn’t notice you dropped your knife until the collision echoed through the room, making the pair part away, their eyes instantly falling on you. You breathed in nervously, the awkward smile falling on your lips. “I’m so sorry. I will leave you two. See you in the morning, Jen. It was nice seeing you again, Matt. ” you tried running towards the exit, but two hands gently caught your waist, pulling in between the two heroes. Your heart hammered in your chest as you looked up from the ground to see Jen’s eyes looking at you seductively. “Stay?” she murmured, slowly leaning in till your noses touched each. You struggled to breathe as your hair moved away from your shoulder, and a line of small kisses trailed down your neck. Matt breathed out. “Please?”

“Yes.”

This was enough for Jennifer to grin, her lips falling on yours in a slow kiss. Your hands flew to her ass, bringing her even closer, feeling the heat radiating from her as you dipped your tongue past her lips, the feeling making Jen groan out loudly. Matt grinned against your neck, now bitting at it with a small force, marking his way down to your shoulders. He moved even closer, making your ass feel everything you and Jennifer made to him. Jennifer dropped her hands to the ends of your shirt, tugging them to the side, making the buttons pop open, exposing your chest to her. She pulled away, leaning down to bite on the flesh. Matt took that as an opportunity to wrap his hand around your neck, moving to lap at your mouth with his tongue.

You moaned to the kiss, bringing your hands up to his neck, trying to find the zipper. Matt pulled away and chuckled at the attempt, making Jennifer look up from her sport between your boobs. Now you grew tired of that. “If you still want your suit to be intact - you will open the fucking zipper yourself,” you grumbled, pulling away from him to kiss the woman more eagerly. Matt almost broke the suit himself; when he heard the wet sound and loud moan Jennifer let out as you took off her case and dipped your hand in her pants.

You moved to the bedroom, leaving the trail of clothes after you, as the three of you sat on the bed, now squeezing Walters between the two bodies. She moaned in pleasure, an overwhelming feeling washing over her, as she felt two pairs of hands stretching her and the tongue exploring her chest and neck. Matt was almost feral as he bit and licked, his senses drowning him, as the mix of arousal and sensual gasps and moans overflood his system. Everything felt too much, but he wouldn’t have wished for any less.

You watched the man unintentionally grunt his hips at the soft material of the bed, making you smirk at the sight of desperation. Snapping your hands down to still his movement, you felt Jennifer shredder with a groan as your hand left her. Matt whined at the loss of friction. “I didn’t say you can move, did I, red?” the pet name made him moan even louder. You smirked, moving your hand to cup his dick through the underwear. “Will you be a good boy?”

“Yes, yes, yes, please.” he desperately whined, making Jennifer look back and forth between you two as she got wetter even more.

“Lay down. Jennifer will ride you, and you won’t cum until I say so. If you do good, you’ll get the reward. If not, it’s going to be a very long night for you, my love.” you whispered, knowing he could you very well.

The night was starting, and you both knew it will be long.

#jennifer walters #matt murdock #jennifer walters x reader #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x jennifer walters #matt x reader x jennifer #daredevil #she-hulk #she-hulk: attorney at law

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thisisthe-way · 2 years

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Okay but…

Matt immediately coming back to LA to represent She-Hulk after her whole….”She-Hulk smASH” debacle at the end of the episode.

Yes?? No?? Maybe?? I hope so.

#Matt Murdock #Jennifer walters #Matt Murdock x Jennifer walters #daredevil x she-hulk #she hulk: attorney at law #she-hulk #spoilers

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simmerandcry · 2 years

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I need Matt/Jen content asap it’s all I can think about

#the way that man was lost for words when he was leaving the bar????? have you ever seen Matt Murdock like that????#i want to DROWN in them #the man is also so effing hot I cannot #matt murdock x jennifer walters #she hulk spoilers #she hulk #she-hulk spoilers #matt murdock #jennifer walters #daredevil x she hulk

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pastafossa · 2 years

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“I smash fourth walls and bad endings. And sometimes Matt Murdock”

Me on my couch:

Jen is living our DREAM, and I support her, she is us, we are Jen, all hail the pinnacle of us. 😩🙌

#ask response #she hulk attorney at law spoilers #i would die for jen #and i support her cause who wouldn't take the opportunity to fuck matt senseless #hulk smash him into the mattress jen #daredevil #matt murdock #matt murdock x jennifer walters

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notafunkiller · 7 months

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MattJen masterlist

Most of my work is intended for readers above 18+, so please read the warnings before starting any of the stories. I am not responsible if you skip the warnings or if you don’t agree with what and the way I write.

🔥 = Smut 💔 = Angst 🌼 = Fluff

One-shots:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GOLDDEVIL!🔥 🌼

- Matt and Jen have been dating each other for 5 months (long distance), and Matt comes to visit her on his birthday.

IT JUST HAPPENED 🌼

- Matt lets his beard grow after hearing Jen compliment Foggy about his.

I GUESS IT JUST CAN WAIT 🔥

- Foggy and Karen come over at the wrong time and almost catch Matt and Jen in a compromising position.

A DISASTROUS DAY 💔 🌼

- Jen comforts a very miserable Matt after a disastrous day.

THE STANDARD 🌼

- Matt is jealous of Jen’s lock screen.

SYMBOLIC CHRISTMAS GIFTS 🔥 🌼

- Matt and Jen exchange gifts on Christmas.

#mattjen #matt murdock smut #matt murdock one shot #matt murdock fanfic #jennifer walters fanfic #matt murdock x jennifer walters #jennifer walters #she hulk x daredevil #she hulk attorney at law #she hulk fanfic #daredevil #daredevil fanfic #daredevil x she hulk #darehulk #shedevil #my fanfics

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donottouchredbutton · 1 year

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This is a Legal Rom-Com

Part 2

augustus “pug” pugliese x reader, matt murdock x reader, matt murdock x jennifer walters

1.8k words

you moved out to la after a certain ex of yours returned from the dead seeking a drastic change of scenery and time to focus on your career. you didn’t expect to become victim of the gross cliche of an oblivious office romance, nor did you expect to become coworkers with a known green attorney or for her to reintroduce you to that same resurrected ex

You hadn’t worked with Jen Walters for long, but she had quickly proved to be a breath of fresh air among the stuffy corporate slaves that made up GLK+H. Although her She-Hulk persona was a bit strange to get used to, it was her passion and goal to uphold the law and help people that really spoke to you. She was driven and funny and friendly, so it didn’t take the two of you long to become friends.

In fact, with the additions of Nikki and Pug, you quickly became the driving force for the Superhero Division of the firm. You were a team. You were friends. You had soon become people who knew each other inside and out.

Which is why it didn’t take long for Jen to catch on to your and Pug’s very obvious feelings for each other. The way you two naturally paired off together, ate off each other’s plates at lunch, spent many sleepless and grueling nights at the office together, knew each other’s favorite takeout place and how you took your coffee and tea by heart, it was clear as day to her.

And apparently it was clear to everyone except you two. Your shy glances and heart eyes? Nah. The way Pug follows you around the office like a lost puppy? Nope. The way you make sure to leave a fresh hot coffee on Pug’s desk every morning? Nuh uh. The way you and Pug practically hang off each other when the four of you have a night out at the bar? Fuck no. You two were oblivious.

Unknown to you, however, Pug was working on remedying that. While he wasn’t sure if you actually liked him back or not, he was baffled that you didn’t know that he liked you. Jen and Nikki were always telling him how obvious he clearly liked you (which he knew), but he tried to be obvious too. He complimented that new perfume you got last week. He lets you use his lap as a footrest when the two of you are going over paperwork for a case. He shushes your coworkers when they talk over you or try to interrupt. He gives you his lunch when he notices you haven’t eaten yet. He pretends to be your damn boyfriend when a weird guy approaches you at the bar and dreams about what it would be like if it was real. The man is smitten with you. And he wanted you to know.

Jen had invited you all out to the bar that night after a irritating day with her family. Pug thought that was perfect for him to finally ask you out. She had mentioned something about bringing a friend along (even though she heavily implied that he wasn’t quite a friend but more of a friend if Nikki’s inappropriate use of emojis were anything to go by), but Pug was sure that they could spare a moment of privacy for the two of you. He hoped they would be happy to - the other half of your team always rooted for you to get together.

He and Nikki had settled down at one of the tables at the corner of the bar having been the first ones to arrive. He knew you were almost there, but no one had heard from Jen what the ETA for her and her friend was. Not that it mattered, it just meant he didn’t know when he could go about his plan. Not that he had to go by his exact plan, but he hoped he wouldn’t have to improvise.

The sound of the door opening distracted Pug from his conversation with Nikki, and he was glad to see you enter the room. The smile you held on your face when you found them made his hands sweat, quickly wiping them against his pants as you nearly glided across the room. You waved back at Nikki who he hadn’t realized was calling you over.

“Evening, strangers,” you greeted when you were within earshot. Both of them stood to welcome you with hugs before handing you your drink. “Jen’s not here yet?”

“Haven’t heard from her in a couple hours,” Nikki shrugged, topping off her own drink with the pitcher they ordered.

“I’m sure they’ll be here soon,” Pug added, his leg bouncing up and down beneath the table. A nervous habit.

A nervous habit that you were privy to. You knew he only did that when something was bothering him. You leaned against his end of the booth and placed your hand on his shoulder soothingly. “You doing okay?”

He looked up at you in surprise at your question before noticing what his leg was doing. Shit. He was quick to stop his leg’s antics before brushing you off. “Yeah, perfect. Just happy to be here.”

The smile on his face didn’t do much to convince you, but it was easy as ever to get lost in it. You always felt so at ease around him that you let yourself ignore his obvious lie, and the three of you were fast to get into your normal rhythm. Nikki definitely carried the conversation, but it was nice for you all to unwind and chat with each other while waiting for Jen and her friend.

In fact, your conversation always went back to her “friend.” Nikki was so excited about the “not a relationship but still kind of a relationship” relationship between the two of them that she tried her hardest to always revert the topic back to them. She probably told you and Pug more than she should have about their brief but eventful time together. You would’ve felt bad about how much she was telling you if you weren’t just as excited. You knew how lonely Jen was sometimes even though she assured it didn’t bother her. You were more than happy to hear that she had a friend who was maybe more than a friend.

“You should’ve seen his walk of shame,” Nikki tried to say through her giggles. “His outfit was a sight.”

You and Pug could hardly contain your laughter at her story either. “That poor woman. She really attracts some characters,” you joked. Pug swatted at your arm at your words.

“Some characters, sure, but you should’ve heard her after the fact. She was more than satisfied.”

Your laughter was briefly interrupted by Nikki’s phone chiming, and she revealed a text from Jen that said just pulled up! The wide smirk on her face told you she was going to roast the living hell out of her best friend once she was revealed to the “friend.” Jen didn’t stand a chance, and you were ready for the show.

You guys resumed chatting as you awaited the pair of the hour to come in. Mostly you were predicting what he would be like and more importantly how Jen would be acting. She could be wonderfully awkward, especially around a guy she was interested in.

The sound of Jen’s voice approaching caught the table’s attention, you all turning to face the new presence. The sound of a walking stick clattering to the ground filled the air, and your eyes were caught by a very familiar pair of red sunglasses.

“Matt?” You couldn’t help his name from leaving you in such a shocked manner, but by the looks of him, he was just as surprised. His eyebrows were raised in disbelief, and you knew he knew you were there. He breathed your name in return, and you could hardly register your team looking between the two of you strangely. All of your initial excitement was nowhere to be found. Everything around you was happening in a blur except for him.

“What are you doing here?” Matt asked. He didn’t even move to pick up his cane, and he didn’t seem to pay attention to when Jen grabbed it for him. His only focus was on you.

“Uh, I was invited,” you stuttered. “What are you doing here?”

“So was I,” he answered, and it was then you noticed the arm that was threaded through his. Your friend’s arm. Shit.

“I’m sorry,” Nikki interrupted the awkward moment, voicing what everyone else was thinking. “You two know each other?”

So... here was the thing about you and Matt.

You and him went to college together. In fact, you were from Hell’s Kitchen originally. Lived there your entire life up until your big move to the west coast, and you couldn’t deny that he was part of that reason. See, up until when you moved, you had been in a very committed and loving relationship with the man in front of you since law school. You had practically planned out your entire future together. Your last name had been the one between Nelson and Murdock. You were one of the few people he trusted unconditionally, and one of the many that he cared about like it was his job. And you were one of the few who knew about his activities after dark.

If Matt remembered far enough back, he could confirm that you were the first person he ever told he was Daredevil. Granted, he had tumbled through your window in the middle of the night covered in blood one night and scared the living daylights out of you, but you were first nonetheless. He had trusted you enough then to keep his secret, and you honored that trust every day of your life since by keeping it safe. You would probably still be with him in Hell’s Kitchen if it weren’t for his own vicious ex, a faked death that seems more than cliche to think about, and the revelation that he would never have told you his secret had he not tumbled into your apartment that night.

So, yeah. You knew each other.

“Well, um,” you tried, not sure what you were supposed to say. You never thought you’d have to say anything - you never thought that you’d see him again. “We, uh… Matt and I used to date…”

You had trailed off on your statement, and you immediately noticed multiple reactions. Jen and Nikki reacted as expected, their eyes widening and mouths hanging open enough to catch flies. Matt, even though you tried not to watch him, was pursing his lips and fiddling with his cane awkwardly. And Pug was… frowning? He looked genuinely upset, and you couldn’t figure out why.

Your skin burned and you wanted to crawl into a hole and die. You had never been in such an uncomfortable situation, and you once had witnessed Matt giving stitches to his ex girlfriend in your shared bed. Everyone refused to meet everyone else’s eyes trying to figure out how to address the elephant in the room. You nearly turned tail and ran out of there, but luckily or not, Jen spoke up first.

She formally introduced Matt to Nikki and Pug, intentionally skipping you before saying, “Clearly we have some things to be caught up on. Why don’t we sit down, have a drink, and you two can tell us more?”

Shit.

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better then I imagined | matt murdock x jennifer walters | one shot

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters

Word Count: 1.2K

Synopsis: Matt and Jen try something new, and Jen isn't a brat for the first time. It's hard at first, but Matt teaches Jen that patience is a virtue.

Warnings: 18+ NSFW MINORS DNI, dom!Matt Murdock, sub!Jen Walters, established relationship, light bratting, teasing, fingering, unprotected rough sex

A/N: All work is mine, please do not repost or translate without my permission. Every like, comment, and reblog is highly appreciated.

Jen has no idea how she ended up in this situation. She lays on her stomach with a pillow under her. She feels wholly exposed, but it’s not because of the nakedness. It’s because her ass is entirely on display, but Matt can’t see this. Not directly. Not in detail. He can’t see how much the pillow raises her lower body. How it exposes her asshole and her pussy. Instead, he’s too busy pouring down the lubricant. So much of it. The dampness between her ass cheeks feels bizarre. Like it shouldn’t be there, but before she can make sense of it, another feeling takes over. The lubricant is slipping down slowly. It’s painfully slow, but it still doesn’t take long to reach the right places. From her ass to her center, slowly making its way to the clitoris. She takes a deep breath trying to calm herself down, yet it doesn’t help. The way the lubricant is slipping everywhere is all she can feel, all she can focus on. Instinctively, she moves her hips a little, trying to get a bit of friction, but all she feels is the cold air.

“Don’t move.” Matt’s voice is firm. His hand moves to her back, pushing her a bit down to the pillow, just to limit her movement. “Not yet.”

He’s doing absolutely nothing, except pouring more lubricant and trying to keep her still. Yet, Jen feels unbelievably turned on. She has no idea if it’s the wet feeling or Matt. Maybe both, she thinks.

“How long am I going to wait like this?” It comes out unintentionally bratty.

“As long as I see fit.”

“Maybe I should touch myself instead of waiting for the mood to strike.”

“No. You won’t do that.” He talks like he knows that for a fact. Like he already saw what happened in their future and Jen touching herself is not on the card.

“Why is that?”

Instead of answering, Matt moves his hands closer to her lower body, fingertips lightly touching her inner thighs. Jen takes a sharp breath while he moves his hands slowly and reaches the lips. She has no idea how his touch could be this light. It feels like a feather moving to her most sensitive parts.

“Because if you move, I won’t be touching you like this.”

“I- I need more than this.”

“I know and you will get it. If…”

“If?” Jen quickly asks. She has no patience left.

“If you listen and do what I say.”

“Which is…”

“For you to stay still.”

“Okay.” Jen’s response comes out a little weak.

“I couldn’t hear.” She knows it’s not true. She knows he can hear everything. Including how many breaths their neighbors took at the last minute.

“Liar.”

“This attitude won’t benefit you, Jen.”

“I know you can hear a random guy pouring a glass of water right now. Don’t tell me you didn’t hear me.”

“Okay.” He stops for a second. “I wanna hear you say it louder. How is that?”

“Okay.” She gulps. “I will do whatever you say.”

Matt hums, satisfied with her response. His fingers start to move again. Still slow, but it’s definitely better than nothing. Jen sighs with relief and Matt smiles. His fingertips move up and down, occasionally rubbing her clit. Every time she feels his touch there, she takes a deep breath. The anticipation is building in her stomach, in her muscles. While he keeps moving his fingers the same way, Jen involuntarily tries to feel more of his touch.

“Jen.” That’s all he says. Only her name, but she freezes.

“I’m sorry.” The response comes instantly and Jen doesn’t understand how he managed to make her get this mindset. Normally, she would be a brat even more, but now… she just wanted him to continue whatever he wants to do to her.

Her apology is enough for Matt. He continues to graze over her sensitive flesh and his slight movement gets a low moan out of her. She wants so much more than what he is giving her. Her body is craving his touch and as if he felt her need, he pushes one finger inside her.

“Oh!”

“Is this what you want?”

“Yes!” She answers so quickly while he keeps moving his finger inside and out. Just one finger, but after all that teasing, it feels so good to feel something inside her.

His pace is slow and steady. So it doesn’t take long for Jen to crave more, and the steady pace turns into torture. She wants to say something, but the need he created inside her keeps her on the edge. She lets out a frustrated breath and Matt takes the hint. Quickly but carefully he pushes the second finger inside her and Jen moans loudly.

“You are doing such a good job.” His praise is unexpected, but Jen welcomes it. It gives her the courage to finally speak.

“I need more.” It comes out like begging and it surprises Jen. Her own voice is so raspy and low.

“Since you are being such a good girl…” Matt considers her request. “Third finger or me?”

“You.”

“Very well.”

All Jen hears is the clink of a metal. That’s him, unbuckling his belt. Soon it’s followed by the sound of unzipping and then she hears him pushing down his pants.

Matt grabs himself and aligns his cock right at her center. He can already hear Jen's anticipation, the blood rushing, and the change in her breathing.

“Take a deep breath,” Matt advises and she immediately listens.

He moves the head of his cock a little, teasing her for one last time. Then he pushes inside her, in one swift movement. In a second, he’s completely inside, and Jen feels overwhelmed by the sudden fullness. A loud sound escapes her, but she has no idea if it’s a moan or a yelp.

“Are you okay?” Matt asks and she hears a little bit of concern in his voice.

“I am. Don’t worry."

“Are you sure?”

“Just move. Please.”

It’s Matt’s turn to obey. He doesn’t ask again. He doesn’t hesitate. It’s not slow anymore. It’s not steady. It’s needy and sloppy. Jen hears his low moans and smiles. Finally, she thinks. Finally, we are even. He quickly picks up the speed and their moans and loud breaths fill the room. Jen's body trembles with the impact of the approaching orgasm.

“I’m close,” Matt says right after feeling her.

“Me too.” She takes a deep breath. “Harder, please.”

His response is slamming himself inside her. The noise that comes out of Jen’s lips isn’t human. She cries out of pleasure and he just wants to hear it again. He pushes himself inside her once again and hears the same response. This new rough pace takes them to climax together. The pleasure is overwhelming, especially for Jen. All that teasing pays off when she cries out his name, gripping what’s near her. Matt’s fingers grab Jen’s hips, his nails digging into her skin while he spills inside her. He keeps moving slowly, riding out their orgasm together.

When they are both done, Matt falls on top of Jen, still inside her. They both continue to feel the orgasm running through their blood. He moves his head a little and leaves a kiss on her neck, rubbing his nose against her skin.

“Was it like you imagined?” Matt whispers in her ear.

“It was better than I imagined.”

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