||Matt Murdock x Reader|| One shots||

DA's daughter

A/N- I'm back! Sorry for the late updates, I have been crazy busy! I hope you guys enjoy this one, I have had it in my drafts for a couple weeks now and finally decided to finish it. 

Warnings: SMUT! 

Word count: 1988

You walked swiftly through the courthouse, cameras flashing on you from every angle as you blocked your face with your hand. Questions where being thrown at you, many of them asking how the most recent trial you had just gotten done with had gone. Yet, despite these many questions, the only thought on your mind was one man. 

And that one man was named Matt Murdock. 

A few months back after getting assigned a case against a client and a firm by the name of Nelson and Murdock, you had developed a bit of a crush. Matt, despite the argumentative attitude you both displayed in the courtroom, was sweet and heartwarming to you behind everyone else's back. He didn't care about your daddy's money, or the fact that you where practically a celerity in the world of New York law, he just enjoyed your company. 

It started as a small crush. Talking in the hallways discretely after cases turned into getting each others numbers. Getting each others numbers turned into texting before and after trial. And well, Talking before and after trial turned into....what you where doing now. 

Pushing the door to the bathroom open, you closed it and locked it as fast as you could. As you turned around, you saw Matt propping himself up against the sink, his hands gripping the white porcelain sink as hard as he could without his knuckles going white. 

"How much time we have?" Matt questioned, pushing himself off the sink as his hands reached for his shirt, unbuttoning the white cloth before completely discarding it to the floor beside him.

You peered down at your watch, "I'll give it five minutes before my father starts calling me, ten before security is sent." You loosely shrugged as you unzipped your skirt, watching as it fell down your legs. "And if we're lucky, my firm will call me asking about my whereabouts at fifteen minutes." 

Matt had a small smile line his lips as he walked toward you, quickly unbuttoning his pants as he threw them to the side where his shirt and your skirt rested. "Well then, we better get to work." 

You had a faint smile grow on your lips just before Matt placed his hands under your ass, lifting you up as you wrapped your legs around his waist. Your back was pushed against the metal stall behind you, propping you up straight as Matt's mouth moved feverishly over yours.

 Your mouth moved down to his jawline, going further as it reached his neck, stopping at his pulse point. You had come to know very quickly that Matt was a whore when it came to his pulse point. Any minor touch or feeling at that spot could just about make him cum on the spot. 

You pull softly at his hair, making his head arch back as you suck at his pulse point. His lustrous sounds ring in your ears as he calls out your name, tightening his grip on your ass. 

"You did good today." You praised, continuing to quicken your pace on him. "Just about had the jury fooled that you hate me." 

Matt grinned, cursing your name into the air with small breaths. "Who says I don't?" He propped you up further into his arms, "You do a lot of teasing. Not a fan of it." 

"Well I don't see you fucking me either, Murdock." You said, just as you felt Matt's grip harden on your ass. The words must have really gotten to him, because before you could even interject his thoughts with your words you feel Matt push over the cloth resting on your clit. In one swift motion, his boxers are down and he's peering back up at you.