The dream 18+ gustholomule (reposted)

meeting the parents

(TW small mention of blood)

Matt Pov:
My finger taps against my desk as anxiety keeps creeping up my body making my stomach twist and nausea fills my body. Never in my life, I would hope for school not to end yet the end of the day only seems to come quickly with every bink. It feels like at one moment I was walking with Gus down the hall telling him what to expect and how my parents tend to act. And now I was sitting in the last class of the day my heart beating against my chest. Just take a deep breath I'm sure everything is going to be fine in fact I'm sure it will be great. This is Gus we are talking about, even if my parents don't pay any attention to him as long as he is there then I will be happy. Besides, they are finally home for my birthday this year, and for the first time in years, I can have a normal birthday.
I let a deep breath go through my nose and fill my lung until I couldn't inhale any more air. Washing my mind from any thoughts for a moment as I thread my finger through my hair letting my worries flow out my fingertips. Letting my eye flutter shut as let my body relax and melt onto the desk. Then I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket making my heart drop into my stomach as a bad feeling washed over my body. "Of course," I mutter before digging my hand into my pocket and pulling out the small device. Keeping it hidden under the desk as I click on the notification not bothering to unlock my phone. "We have another trip that came up that we can't miss, we will be leaving Friday morning and won't be back until next week......" the text keep going but my vision became too blurry to read.
I just turn off my phone and closed my eyes trying to keep the tears that threatened to run down my face. My hands shook as my teeth grinding. Angry and disappointment flooded my body as I wiped my hand in the air not caring that the teacher was in the middle of talking. "I need to go to the bathroom," I stated before hopping out of my chair not bothering to wait for a response as I quickly left the room. My heart beats against my ear as the world just seems to be a blurry mess of just anger. "Fucking stupid," I growled before swinging my foot towards a random locker making a loud band of metal echo down the hall. The locker mouth opened and hissed at me which I quickly mocked before hitting it again. "Dumb ass locker," I growled before stomping away from the hissing locker that now had a small dent near the bottom. Angry was pumping through my veins and I needed to release it before I exploded
Just as that thought past my head, a rich brown skin witch caught the corner of my eye through a window. He was sitting in class for once and was looking at the front of the class as he tap his pencil on his notebook. With a smirk, I swirl my finger making a blue ring appear making a small vision of me standing on his shoulder. The small figure taps his cheek making Gus look over at it and tilt his head in confusion. The figure pointed towards me before disappearing in a puff of blue smoke that he waved off. Our eyes lock as he looks at me raising an eyebrow as he drops his pencil onto the desk. I tossed my head to the side signaling for him to leave the classroom before talking to walk towards the closes empty classroom.
I soon hear a door slide open that was soon followed by a pair of footsteps that were quickly heading in my direction. "You needed me?" He asked me as the sound of his voice made anger pump through my body. A growl slips past my lip as I grip the top of his uniform and pull him a bit closer making his head hang over my shoulder. "You will keep quiet if you know what's good for you," I spat making him let out a confused sound but didnt say anything as I grip my hand around a door handle. Swing the door open and shove the younger witch into the empty classroom. Making him stumble and lose his footing making a small thud and huff as his body met with the ground. "Ow," He mutters but I only rolled my eye too pissed off to care at the moment.
"I said say quiet," I said as I got down to my knees and started to attack my pants making his eye widen before doing the same. Unhooking my buttons with a flick of my finger before unzipping my pants. I dug my fingers under my waist but before I could pull them down something was wrapped around my neck and was pulling me. His lips were pressed against mine in a soft embrace which happen to be the opposite of what I wanted right now. With a growl, I bit his bottom lip a little harder than I meant to, making him gasp before letting out a grunt of discomfort. Making a small sliver of guilt run down my body as I let go and lap my tongue over his bottom lips trying to soothe the injured skin. His tongue quickly lap over mine as his finger draped up my neck before threading themself into my hair. His touches are so soft and sweet that I can't help but melt into them letting my anger flow off my body.
I open my mouth for him allowing him to slip his tongue into the wet environment as I began to pull down my pants. Fighting against them as the fabric rubbed against my skin getting stuck on sweat a few times before finally, hitting my knees. His tongue rolled off of mine as a small groan was lost into the kiss unclear of who it came from. The anger I once felt completely drifted away until there was a small thud of something falling out of my pocket. I pull away for a second and look at the device, the screen lit up showing the text on full display. My stomach twisted as I grab the small item my finger tightly wrap around it threatening to break it. "Is everything okay?" He suddenly asked his hand disappearing off my body and resting against the floor keeping his body lifted. A flood of emotions ran over leaving me breathless as I just start at the text rereading it over and over again. Tightly sealing my lips I focus all my attention on one emotion, anger.
With a low grunt, I swung my arm making my phone fly across the room but thanks to safety fetchers it disappear before hitting the wall. "Woah, Okay deep breath honey, we can do all of this later let's just talk about what is wron-" I slap my hand over his mouth before he could finish as anger pumps through my veins. "I say keep quiet if you know what's good for you," I growled before removing my hand and using it to grab onto his waistband but before I could pull them down he grabbed onto them. Making me dig my nails into them out of frustration as I look up at him. A worried expression glowed on his face as he look at me. "Just let me ride out my frustration," I growled before pulling on his pants again exposing a deep blue almost black pair of boxers that held back a small tent in them. Before I could reach out to touch them, he grab my shoulder and squeezed them gently. "Matt, as much as that sound so fucking hot," He paused biting his lips slightly most likely imagining it before locking eye with me again. "We don't have lube or anything right now," He finished before going towards his pants but I quickly grab his wrist and pull them away digging my nails into them.
"I don't care," I spat my head running too fast to think of the horrible thing that would go wrong and the pain I would be in. "I do," He said pulling his wrist away from my gasp making my nails scratch his skin leaving behind red lines. "Just shut up and let me do it," I said raising my voice as I place the palm of my hand onto the small tent making a small gasp leave the taller witch's mouth. I was about to start to rub it when just one word hit my ear in a calm tone. "Vanilla"
It was almost like a power button had been hit making me stop in my tracks and pull my hand away as the safe word rang in my head. The world seem to stop for a moment as I sat there frozen. He quickly pulls up his pants and rebuttons them before doing the same with mine in my frozen state. Guilt fill my veins mixing with the anger making my hands start to shake as the feeling grew. "FUCK," I yell out of frustration gripping my hair and pulling on it slightly making a swirl of pain form on my scalp. He gently shushes me as he threaded his finger through my mind making me let go of my hair. (small mention of blood warning) "It okay honey," He cooed as I bit my bottom lip breaking the already chapped lip and making a metallic taste take over my mouth. "No it's not okay," I said my voice cracking as tears flooded my eyes making the witch in front of me turn into a mixer of browns and reds. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asks his voice so gentle and soft as he wraps his arms around me. Letting me sink into his chest as a set of tears rolled down my face. Suck on my bottom lip refusing to let a sob out making the taste of blood coat my tongue from the new wound.
"N-not right now," I let out my voice cracking again as the back of my throat became dry and burned. (end of warning for a bit) He only nodded and rub my back slowly sending a wave of comfort over my body just from a simple touch. I could hear him hum a sweet tune as I grip onto the top of his uniform and let the tears fall. Running down my cheeks and dripping off my chin as I stuck my legs up to my chest. Feel small kisses being placed on the top of my head, a few times not caring if it messes up my hair. He was just so warm and soft making me want to never leave his arm, It just felt so nice.
I'm not sure how long we sat there for it could have only been five minutes or half of an hour. But after a while, he finally spoke again and I was finally ready to listen this time and not just brush it off. "I'm not mad at you and I could hold you all day but I need to get dressed and ready to meet your partners. So about we go home, you can take your time to either clean up or get out some more build-up anger while I get ready. It will only take me around ten minutes and then I will come over and hold you again. Okay?" He said his voice so calm and smooth as if his own boyfriend didnt throw him to the throw and basically attack him moments before. I don't understand how he is so caring and is willing to hold me after what I just did to him and almost to myself.
(blood warning) I look up at him and only nodded after a moment too scared to say anything in case my voice cracked again. He smile before his eyes met with my bottom lip which had stopped bleeding but with still sore. "Your poor lip," He mutters after a moment bringing one of his hands away from my back and holding onto my chin with it. Bushing his thumb across it all so gently but it was still enough to split it back open. Making a sliver of pain trickle across it he starts to apologize for his actions. Which got annoying fast forcing me to do the only thing that get him to shut up fast.
I press my lips against mine making a stinging pain to strike from the small wounded. Feeling the spiled as his lips against mine made a metal taste take over both of our mouths as the small trickle of blood spread against our lips. Making a deep red dye our lips as a weird sense of arousal swirl in my gut. I kinda like the taste and the small spark of pain that keep coming back as his lips brush against the wounded. The wet feeling lapped over my bottom lip licking up the rest of the red liquid and forming a stringing pain that hurt more then the other ones to strick. "Ow," I mutter pulling away and bringing my hand to my sour lip that had started to swell slightly. "Titan I'm sorry, here let me see it," He said gently grabbing my wrist and pulling them down exposing my spilled lips to him. His eyes held a worried look as all I could focus on was the red liquid that was sitting on his lips. It was weirdly hot so, that's something new about Mat Tholomule.