request: don't judge me but i would love for matt jackson to slap me while i'm on my knees for him
matt and you had just gotten home, you've been teasing and being a brat all day long. the second you guys walk through the door, he pins you against the wall. "you've been nothing but a fuckin' brat all day. what am i gonna do with you bunny?" and you just keep on bratting to him, "let me get away with it because i'm adorable?" ooooooh does that set him off.
"get on your knees." which of course you're not gonna do because you love getting him like this. "i said, on your knees slut." you respond with every brat's favorite two words; "make me." and guys, oh boy does he make you. he just shoves you down on to the floor, giving a quick glance to make sure you're not seriously hurt. "so much better. ya' look so much better like this." and he's gently running a hand through your hair. "open your mouth." again, you disobey. he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls you head back. "are you such a dumb baby you can't obey a simple command? open your fuckin mouth."
he grabs your chin and makes you look in his eyes, those once beautiful brown eyes are now black with lust. you finally listen to him, only to be rewarded with him spitting in your mouth. "such a slut. i bet you're getting wet from this aren't you?"
no response. he lets his hair in your hair go and switches his grip on your face. he pulls his hand back and slaps you in the face. hard enough to make the skin red and sting but not hard enough to actually hurt you. "answer me when i ask you a question. or are you too obsessed with my cock to focus?"
