matty healy one shots

role reversal.

"And you know what to say if-"

"Yeah, yeah" mocks Matty, laughing and covering your face in soft kisses,

"Matty!" You push him away and hold him at arm's length, "what do you say if things get too much?"

Matty composes himself and drops his smile into a serious expression, "I want you to stop."

"Okay," you can't help but smile, he looks so beautiful in this light, the sunset pours through the blinds and dances over his shoulders, "ready?"

"Ready!" He beams.

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Matty's ankles are bound tightly, one of his wrists is already lashed to the bedpost behind him. You finish the final knot around his left arm and lift your head so that the two of you are nose to nose. Even this close to his face you can sense the smirk that is forming across his lips, but he won't stay cocky for long. You'll make sure of it. You lean in to kiss him, but intentionally stop short. You smirk back at him.

"Do you want me, Matty?" You whisper.

Matty bites his lip, "So much."

You lick your lips, so close to him that he must be able to feel it. He begins to lean forward, but you pull back so he can't quite reach. You slide yourself slowly back across the mattress, so he can get a good look at you. He's already stripped down to his underwear; you're still fully dressed. You take a moment to absorb how he looks. He's on his knees, arms pulled taught behind him; his cock is already beginning to get hard and you've not even done anything. He's completely helpless to your every desire.

Slowly and carefully, you begin to undress. Matty watches you intently, grinning as each layer is removed. Once you are down to your underwear you pull yourself up onto your knees and spread your legs to give him a good look at you. He tries his best to look unphased, but you can see his chest rising and falling as his breathing gets quicker. You lean forward, smiling slightly,

"Tell me what you want to do to me." You whisper.

Matty smirks again.

"First of all," he starts, trying to sound confident, "I'd lay you down on that bed and kiss you all over..."

Closing your eyes, you begin to run your hands over your shoulders, then across your chest,

"I want to press my lips against your thighs and-" his voice wobbles at the very thought of touching you, "and bite them."

You let out a soft moan in response, and continue to let your hands dance across your body.

"And then... I would work my way up... slowly... until I reached..."

He stopped; in the silence you hear him swallow. You open one eye and catch him leaning forward, pulling tight against his restraints and biting down hard on his bottom lip. You can't help but let a playful smile spread across your face,

"Where, Matty?" You open both eyes and watch him as he follows your hands, tracing carefully down your body and below your waist, "here?"

A harsh pant is his only reply.

You grab at your thighs, breathing heavily,

"Then what?" Your hands begin to move upwards again, reaching your genitals.

"I- I want to use my mouth on you." He muttered, his tone almost begging.

Gently at first you begin to rub yourself with your hand, almost teasing what is to come, groaning loudly to let Matty know exactly what he's missing. Taking a deep breath, Matty puffs his chest, his wrists tugging hard against the ropes,

"I want to taste you."

You let out another groan, increasing the pressure of your fingers, warm tingling sensations flashing across your skin. Throwing your head back you stare up to the ceiling for a moment, letting yourself appreciate the incredible feeling of your own hands. Dropping your gaze, you lock eyes with Matty again. Tilting your head and adopting a smug smile you murmur,

"Speak up, I can't hear you."

"I need to taste you!" He blurted out, voice wavering in a failed attempt to veil his desperation.

You laugh, dropping forwards to support yourself with one hand, and increasing your speed and pressure with the other,

"Well... you can't."

He groans desperately, from this angle you can see his erection straining against his boxers. He had begun gently grinding his hips in an attempt to give himself some form of relief. You roll playfully onto your back and begin running your fingers wildly through your hair, before bringing your hand back down and, with dramatic movements so he can see precisely what you are doing, begin stroking yourself again.

You roll around in front of him for a while, your free hand running softly over your chest, your stomach, your pelvis. Hot flashes of pleasure race down your thighs. Every now and then you peek up to catch a glimpse of Matty, completely fixated on every movement of your body. Eventually, you roll over onto your stomach and push yourself up onto all fours. You crawl towards him and pull yourself upright, just close enough that he can't quite touch you, you carefully place one hand on his cock. His entire body trembles under your delicate touch. It makes you feel powerful. You press your cheek hard against his and turn your head so that your lips are pressed firmly on his ear,

"Maybe I could use a little help..."

Matty lets out a sudden moan as you press your hand into his crotch.

"I know just the thing." You whisper, pulling yourself away. He leans forward for a kiss, but you dodge it. You let your hand drop away from him. He starts to grind his hips again as he awaits your next move.

Stretching yourself across the bed, you reach your arm over the edge of the mattress and down beneath the bedframe. After a few seconds of feeling around you grab hold of what you're looking for. Sitting back up you triumphantly wave the massage wand in front of his face. His mouth opens and shuts breathlessly a few times before he manages to mutter,

"That's not fair."

At the sound of the vibration, his hands tighten into fists. You wave the wand around in front of his face a little more, then position yourself up on your knees with your legs spread, and lower the head carefully beneath your body. The instant it touches you, shockwaves of pleasure begin to pulse through your body, racing through your limbs and tingling into your fingers and toes. You begin to mimic Matty's grinding motion, as you move you notice that he is moaning even louder than you are. The top of his boxers now wet with precum, his wrists deep red from how hard he is struggling to get close to you.

You carry on like this for a while, until the sensations you are feeling are almost overwhelming.

"Tell me what you want." You announce, you bite your lip and lock eyes with him, "What do you want me to do?"

Matty grits his teeth desperately, but you recognise a distinct flash of excitement in his eyes,

"I want you to cum." He begs.

Your legs are already beginning to tremble, so breathless you can barely formulate a reply. You make do with a breathy laugh, throwing your head back as your entire body is overcome with hot tingling. The sound of Matty's heavy breathing drives you over the edge. You let out a violent moan as you cum, the intense vibrations all at once becoming too much for your overstimulated body to handle. Switching off the wand you fling it to the side and fall onto all fours. Panting heavily, you gather yourself and look down at Matty, a triumphant smile on your face. For a few seconds you stare intensely into his eyes, before letting your gaze drop back to his dick. You crawl forward and carefully pull his boxers down, pleased by the little breath that escapes his lips as you do so,

"Now... What are we to do with this...?"