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Matchchil (smut)

Requested by BFDIFlipTheCap

HUMAN AU

Match's POV:

The day was too cold for going outside. And it was raining, my hair would get messed up! My beautiful short red hair. And it would ruin pencil's short pink hair. She always had it in a messy bun, she twirled it around her finger when she was thinking. My relationship with pencil is kinda hard to find. We are best friends, but we have had some moments where we seem to be more. Like when we flirted with eachother and pecked our cheeks.

I didn't know what to do, of course I liked her! And she probably did too, but how do we get that out? And start dating. That sounded like a hard step. The most important, too. But- "hey match, what did you want to get for dinner?" Speak of the devil, there she was. Pencil. The girl of my dreams, and I might be the girl of hers. I was going to tell her as soon as she got back to the apartment. "Oh, I like, dunno pence-pence. You can pick tonight, before you get home." I said, holding my phone to see my face. "Ok, I might be a few more hours. See ya!" She said, waving before hanging up.

I sighed and laid back down on the couch, putting my phone on the coffee table beside me. I couldn't wait a few more hours! What could I do for hours alone? It's going to be sooo boring in here. I wish I wasn't off today. I turned my head towards the TV. Of course, I could watch something. It'll pass the time for now. I picked up the remote and hit the power button, scrolled over to Netflix, hit my profile, and just clicked on whatever was on. It started to play and I stared, barely paying attention. I didn't even bother to remember what the main character's names were. The scenes moved faster and faster as I spaced out, thinking and worrying about pencil. I couldn't keep my eyes opened anymore, they like, started to hurt after watching for so long.

I opened my eyes once more and found a certain romantic scene. It was just starting and my eyes widened. I suddenly sat up and watched it. But when I did, I felt my back feel cramped, my posture was bent. I needed to stretch. I sat up and cracked my knuckles, rolling my neck, touching my toes, the basics. The TV interrupted my stretch with the sound of a belt unbuckling. I shot for the remote and turned off the TV. I wasn't in the mood anymore. And pencil wasn't home yet. No shoes, coats, nothing. Not even like a trace of mud.

I just wondered, how can it be so late and yet pencil isn't here yet!? Literally, where is she?! Just like someone read my mind, I heard keys. Keys unlocking the door. Pencil. She was here and now I had to confess. The front door swung open carelessly and stepped in was pencil herself. "Pencil, what took you so long!" I asked, rushing over to hug her. She hugged me back, giggling. She smelt like..alcohol? I felt her arms drop and I backed up. Her face was in an idiotic grin, some of her work clothes loosened and stained, her hair messy, she looked like a totally different person. "H-hey *hic* M-matchy!!~" She waved, her eyes drooping. "Where's dinner?" I asked.

"Uh, I f-fucking f-forgot." She stuttered, laughing and snorting. "We need food, pencil! Ugh, I'll just order take out." "C-can we I-instead order a t-take you o-out *hic* on a d-date?" She stumbled, almost falling onto me. "Woah, woah, you're too drunk to walk" ignoring what she said, "just go lay on the couch and wait till the food arrives, ok? Maybe you'll sober up by then." I instructed, holding her hands and leading her to the sofa. She didn't sit on the sofa, but instead pulled me closer to her using my hands! "You l-look zooooo c-cute!" She giggled, holding me close. "P-pence pence, I n-need to order dinner." I said, gently pushing her back and like, onto the couch. I grabbed my phone and dialed the takeout number.

One long phone call later, takeout was on the way. Pencil wasn't any sober. "Pence pence, how did u get so...like that?" I asked, sitting next to her. "My coworker o-offered me a drink *hic*, s-so I dranzk it!" She exclaimed, smiling. "Wha-ok. Which coworker?" "L-lollipop?" Of course, lollipop would do that. "Jesus, don't accept random drinks. It's like, not safe." I sighed, rolling my eyes. Pence pence giggled before scooting closer and hugging me. "I mizsed youu!!" She slurred, winking at me. I blushed, she wasn't helping. This weird drunk version of pencil is like, highly flirty. "C-canz we hug some m-more?"

She was getting my hopes up. My hopes that she might like me back. But she's drunk. I don't even know if she means it or not. She could just be joking around with me. I was going to find out, either way. Pence pence held me in her grip, talking endlessly. "Hey, hey, don't drool on me." I said, holding her face to wipe away the drool. Pencil look me in the eyes and held my face back. "Heheeee.." She giggled before slowly moving in. Was she doing what I think she was doing?! She kept leaning in. What do you do? Well, I do what any normal person would do. I tilted my head and leaned in too, slowly closing the space between us, our bodies like, combining. Our lips touched hesitantly, her soft lips on mine. Together.

Her lipstick left a stain on mine. She pulled back and giggled. "Hiiii! *hic*" She said, hugging me again. "Pence pence, be serious. We just kissed." "A-andz I wanna d-do moooree.~" she whispered to me. "I think I likez *hic* youuu!" She thought she liked me. Did she like, know her own feelings? "Are you like, saying you like me?" I asked, my eyes widened. She nodded, her face blushing. I couldn't know for sure if she was under the spell of alcohol, or if she meant it, but I couldn't think. "When you said you wanted to do more, like, what did that mean?" "I canz s-show ya.~" she whispered, putting her hand on my chest. "Uhm, ok, sure. Like, let's do this." I said, blushing.

She gripped my hair and smiled, then moved her other hand from my chest to my cheek. Both of her hands were warm and softened. She kissed me again, opening her mouth this time and stuffing her tongue in. I like, didn't except this, not from pence pence. Drunk or not. I let her explore my mouth, and I could taste some of her beverage. She very gently bit my bottom lip, her sharp teeth leaving a few marks. It hurt a bit, but I like, couldn't care less. She pulled back and kissed my neck, a few times and they left stains. Going down to my collar bone, she lifted my shirt and put one of her hands up it, grazing my breast.

Squeezing and groping me, kissing my neck, like, was so sensational to me that I moaned of relief. Her kissing left marks, both lipstick and hickeys. She gave my breast a few more grabs before going back. She lifted my shirt up and over my head, leaving my bra. She tore off her own shirt, then went for my baggy jeans, unbuttoning the top, zipping it, and pulling it off. I was left in my undergarments, red in the face and you could see like, how horny I was through my bra, my tits pointy like needles. Pence pence gingerly felt my hips and reached for my underwear, taking it off. Pencil looked at me before leaning down.

She spread my legs and examined me carefully, looking at every inch of my vagina. She sat up and sat on the side. "S-stay herez, *hic*, be r-right baCk." She said wobbling over to her bedroom door. I looked down at myself, like realizing what I was doing. I was going to be fucked by pencil. She was going to fuck me. With whatever she had. I heard footsteps and looked up to see her, coming over to me. She held some sort of like toy, too small to be a dildo. She sat back down on the couch and leaned down again.

"W-what is that?" I asked, nervous. "S-surprise!~" she yelled as she turned it on inside of me. My whole body started to shake as it vibrated in me. It was a vibrator? I moaned loudly as it shook me, and Pence pence started to kiss my inner thighs. It overwhelmed me, in a good way, a hot way. If my bra wasn't on, my boobs would be violently shaking. "M-mMm!~" I mumbled. I was in too much awe to talk or try to muster up any actual words. Just noises. If the takeout came, I wouldn't hear it. "A-aAhAh!~ H-HaH!!~" I kept saying, nothing else came out. I kept on shaking, my pussy throbbing, and pence pence kept kissing. I suddenly felt a wave of pressure coming, and I came.

My sticky white insides came out and onto the couch, spraying on pence pence too. I panted, but couldn't catch my breath with the vibrator inside it. It just then shut off, like it knew it's job was complete. Pence pence had turned it off and she reached in and took it out of me, my legs quivering. I caught my breath, shutting my eyes in exhaustion. I didn't even notice pencil gone. I felt the couch get heavy as I knew she sat back down. I opened my eyes to see her getting her shirt back on, but struggling. I laughed, grabbing my shirt from beside me and putting it on too.

Once we were dressed, I heard a doorbell ring. While my legs were weak, I made myself walk to the door and I opened it. "Chinese take out for a Ms.match?" The object said, handing me the box. "Thank you." I said as he left, closing the door. I danced my way over to the table and plopped down the steaming Chinese food. "Y-Yumz!" Pence pence said, rushing over to sit down beside me. I opened it up and grabbed my food, eating it slowly as I proceeded what just happened.