Control (smut)

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Your and Mattheo were watching a movie in your dorm

Your back leaned up against his half covered chest and stomach. His upper arm tightened as your hand squeezed it frantically.

"Mattheo -" you moaned to him with his finger still rubbing against your clit. You wore black panties under the booty shorts you had slid off for him earlier. The sound of his breathing grew heavier into your right ear. He shuddered on and on. Touching you made him feel turned on. He found it so satisfying when you melted under his touch.

Beginning to rub faster against your clit, you let out another moan. And the warmth from his breaths eased closer to your ear.

"Do..." He paused. Attempting to catch his breath.

"Do you like it when I touch you like this?" He whispered shakily.

You gave no response. Nothing to say. Too clouded into your thoughts and pleasure.

Mattheo being the one to pleasure you made you feel hazy. Like your stomach was in a knot and it was impossible to unravel. His eyes gave the impression he was waiting. And he wouldn't continue til he got some response out of you.

You nodded back at him. Also biting your lower lip, eager for more of him. Although, it wasn't enough. He just stared back at your mouth. Waiting for some sound to come from it.

"Hmhm." You mumbled, finally giving him what he wanted.

That's when his eyes flung to yours

His eyes always made you feel weak. Tense. Even weaker than you usually felt around him. He knew what it did to you. Eye contact was what he used against you. Every. Time.

It only took a moment for him to slide his fingers inside you. Without giving time for your insides to get used to his large digits. Immediately pumping them at a slow but effective pace. Your head flipped around to where the back of it was against his chest again.

"I- fuck" You whimpered from your drooling and hungry mouth. At every pump he made, your back arched more. Your hand flew to his right bicep and your legs closed further together. It felt like ecstasy. Like your blood was buzzing through you.

You shut your eyes due to the pleasure. Skipping breaths every now and then. Whiffing the smell of mattheo every chance you could get to draw you closer to the edge. He'd then move his fingers faster inside you. Making himself cling tight onto your walls and juices. You let out one moan after another one, each getting louder and louder.

Til you felt a grip hold onto your jawline. It surprised you, causing for your eyes to flutter right open. His head tilted to yours and he licked his lips lightly.

"You're the only girl I've touched in the past few weeks. You could at least look at me while I please you." Mattheo said with a slight change of tone in his voice.

"I-"

"You know I deserve it." He interrupted. "Say I deserve it, y/n."

There the silence went again. It's the pressure that you felt. It made you sound more...pathetic.

"you deserve it- you deserve it all mattheo..." You quietly let out.

He looked down at your lips for a second before he slowly leaned in. Meeting your wet mouth with his. He felt hot and safe. He greedily sucked in your bottom lip against his tongue. Your jawline was kept in the grasp of his hand.

Your tongues collided against one another as he picked up his pace inside you. Your thighs became weaker while he pumped more. That watermelon scent went straight to your senses. His strands of hair brushed against your eyelashes.

You could breathe in each other's air like you two were connected.

Your legs slowly eased down to the mattress. But only making mattheo notice how much you were unraveling from beneath him. He immediately let go of your jaw and set it onto your thigh. And unexpectedly pulled away from your lips.

"lay them down and I won't make you cum." He squeezed at the skin. Making you bite back a moan. So you listened. You slowly struggled to pull them apart while his hand still sat on your thigh.

"That's right. Now buck those hips for me, yeah?" Mattheo breathed close to your ear again. You were ready to explode. He had a way with words and it was so easy to fall under them.

You took the little energy you had left and moved your hips back and forth. His fingers would go deeper as you went forward. And at this point, he was making them again. Mattheo's quiet grunts and moans echoed through your ear. He was getting off on it still. He wanted to make you feel good just like this. All day and all night.

And you wouldn't mind it one bit.

Your hipbones fought with the air as fireworks started up in you. You had then been picking up the pace. Urging to finish. Fighting for it so badly.

"I'm...mattheo- god." you struggled to form words.

"Are you gonna cum?" Mattheo asked, feeling more needy than ever. You took a glance at him again. His lips were a dark deep red as well as his cheeks flushing a brighter red too.

You returned him a small nod. Then leaning up to kiss him again. He suddenly moaned into your mouth, using his fingers at a faster motion again.

You bucked your hips forcefully a few more times. Til you felt it come over you. Time slowing yet electricity also pulling you into a wave of pleasure.

You pulled away from the kiss then. All too weakened and sensitive. And As you came, mattheo moaned out loud with you. As if he almost felt the fireworks you were facing.

"Sh- shit." You choked as you came back to reality. Mattheo slowly slipped his fingers from you. Lifting them up in front of him, seeing that they were coated in your juices.

Then putting them right into his mouth. Sucking on them and groaning at the taste of you.

"Told you I deserved it." He teased.

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