Avengers One Shots

matt murdock x reader - neon lights

Content Warnings/Kinks: angst, teasing, first time(oral), hickeys, choking, breast play, degradation, oral sex, unprotected sex

Neon Lights

"I wasn't sure if you'd want to come home with me tonight Y/n," Matt said, a hint of cockiness in his tone as he unlocked the door to his apartment, gesturing for Y/n to enter.

Y/n walked in, taking in the dim lighting contrasted by the neon colours of the large LED advertisement shining in through his windows. The apartment was gorgeous, a clean and well-furnished oasis. Y/n supposed the orderliness made sense, he was a lawyer after all.

"I wasn't sure if I did either" she flirted back.

"Make yourself comfortable" he replied, smiling.

She easily made her way to his couch, sitting down.

For a while they sat, chatting easily, flowing through a casual conversation. Eventually, Y/n gathered the confidence to tell Matt what she'd really been thinking about.

"Matt" she blushed before admitting, "I really like you"

"Yeah I know" he chuckled before leaning in smoothly and kissing her.

She kissed him back, allowing his tongue to slip into her mouth and dance around hers. In a minute he broke away from their kiss, pulling back to say:

"I like you too you know"

Y/n smiled before leaning into him and kissing his soft lips again and again and again until their lips were red and their cheeks were flushed with heat.

"Bedroom" Y/n whispered feverishly, pulling him up with her.

He dragged her by the hand through the sliding doors and into his bedroom which was as immaculate as the rest of his apartment. Matt stopped in front of the bed, turning to her. Y/n could barely contain herself, all she knew is she wanted him naked and she wanted him now.

"Please take your shirt off," she asked, chuckling slightly at her own boldness.

More aggressively than she expected Matt ripped his white button-down open, the small buttons scattering all over the room. Y/n slid the shirt off his shoulders, admiring his fit figure illuminated by the glaring neon light. She squished herself up against him, feeling the ridges of his abs and the peaks and valleys of his strong chest.

Matt then slid his hand gingerly around her throat, squeezing it as he leaned forward to plant a gentle kiss on her lips. Their kisses deepened, becoming more passionate by the second. He growled as she pressed herself up to meet his body, arching her back, her front making contact with his hard cock in his pants.

He fell to his knees in front of her, lifting up the hem of her shirt and sucking on the skin of her lower abdomen, leaving a soft purple mark, before looking up and meeting her eye.

"May I?" He questioned.

"Matt-" she started.

Immediately sensing her discomfort he got back up and took her head in his hands.

"We don't have to do anything sweetheart" he stated, "I'm sorry if I pressured you"

"No no you didn't" her words stumbled, "It's just that..."

"Just that what?"

"Well" she blushed, "I've never been eaten out before...my past partners weren't into it"

"They weren't into what?" Matt growled, his tone immediately turning thunderous, "They didn't think it was their job to please their goddamn girlfriend?"