Scott Pilgrim: Vs the World + Takes Off Oneshots

Reflection 💛

Requested by: LukeDied6934

(Todd is named Taylor since he's trans in this story)

Matthew's POV:
I look in the mirror as I do my hair. I do NOT look like a pirate. I just have a very, edgy, style. Even if I do look like a pirate, pirates are cool as fuck, like I said to Scott Pilgrim. I look back at my bed and watch Taylor turn over in bed. It's only 8 am so I don't expect her to get up anytime soon. She's always been a late and deep sleeper, especially the first time we did it. The next morning she slept until 1! It was extremely funny.

I absolutely adore Taylor. She was always cool, even before she came out ad transitioned. Being the only transgender person on the League was kind of intimidating. Roxxie told me she was intersex which made me feel a little better, it wasn't the same thing, though. When Taylor came out after we gave up on Scott Pilgrim, I felt happy, that there was someone I know who could relate to me, even if in the opposite way. We bonded a little and got to know each other, hooked up at a party and here we are. Dating and in love.

I turn back and start working on my eyeliner. As I do so I get a glimpse of the acne I'm hiding under my long bang. I know I should probably move it so my tons of hair product doesn't cause more but then people will see it. That's even worse! I brush it off as I go back to my makeup when I hear a noise. A creak and then some rustling. I look out the window first to see if someone is walking around outside but no one's there. To my surprise a pale pair of arms snake around my waist. And when I look back in the mirror, my girlfriend has her head rested in the crook of my neck.

"Look who's awake, and before 10 am no less." I retort. Taylor laughs as she hugs me tighter from behind, leaning into me. I continue doing my makeup before I bring up the nerve to ask, "Should I cover up my acne? I know I should remove the cause but then people will see it." She picks her head up and looks in my eyes through the mirror, "Why would we want to cover that handsome face." She coos. I blush and look away as she brushes my bang back with the rest of my outgrown hair. "Don't butter me up, babe, I'm serious." My eyes trace the bumps as I wait for her reaction. "So am I." She leaves a kiss to my neck and then another, and another.

I groan as, Taylor bites and sucks on my neck. "Hungry aren't we? I could just make breakfast" I flirt. "That's not the kinda meal I want right now, handsome." She suggests back. Her hand goes from my waist down to the button on my pants, undoing it slowly. I love fucking in the morning. Are you sure you, wanna play this game, Mommy? If you do there is no turning back." She simply rubs her thin, short nightgown against my back, wanting to play. I smirk at Taylor's red face in the mirror as I grab the hard on she was terribly hiding and stroke it, painfully slow. She groans as she starts undoing my shirt.

She wanted to be a tease so now I'm gonna tease her. I try to stay as silent as I can while she leaves dark marks against my neck, her eyes never leaving mine in our reflection. Her cool hands brushing over my sensitive chest and scars. Whines erupt from her as I jerk her slower and slower. I grab my lover's face and watch her through the mirror. "If you want it so bad, all you have to do is ask, mommy." I feel her hip buck subconsciously into me. My smirk only grows as I watch her lips part.

"Please,"

"Please what?"

"Can I fuck you, please?"

I chuckle as I drop my black jeans and briefs. "Of course, now that you've used your words." I brace my hand on the mirror as I stand on my tippy toes so she can put her member in. Teasing her got both of us practically dripping so it slips right in. The opposite ends of the power dynamic always gets her in the mood. It's so fucking hot. I moan, completely losing my composure as she thrusts into me. I push back against the mirror and grab a handful of her smooth, platinum hair. God damn, this woman is amazing!

My moans echo through the house as Taylor starts erratically fucking me. Her eyes watching me, focused in the reflection as she grabs my hips and methodically places me on her dick and pumps upward. I already feel close but I don't want it to stop. Shit, I hope she doesn't.  I scream my lungs out as an orgasm spreads through me. I let go of Taylor's long hair not to rip it out as my whole body pulses. Pants fill the room as the skin slapping continues. She licks my sweat, slowly and seductively, keeping eye contact with me in the mirror. "God damn, mommy, you really wanted this didn't you?"

"Yeah, and now I'm gonna make you want more." She mumbles. I blurt out a huh as she holds me against her. Her length falls between my thighs as her hand travels down to my wet opening. My eyes widen as my cheeks heat up more than they already were. "Wh-what are yo-you doing?" I ask before a loud whimper escapes my mouth.  Taylor doesn't say anything, just keeps watching and fingering me. This has to be heaven, and if it's not I don't wanna see what it looks like. Her fingers pump in and out of me, juices flowing over the floor and splashing the mirror. Screams and moans fog up the mirror as I jerk her off as well.

We both get close until she removes her appendages and puts her dick back inside me. I squeal as she handles me rough and thrusts me hard and deep. I glance at my disheveled appearance. Hair matted, eyeliner running, mouth open wide. I'm definitely losing my voice from how loud I'm screaming but I can't stop. I continue to scream, "Yes, mommy! Fuck me harder!" Taylor obeys and hits my G-spot. I thought I might combust once I get close to the edge. When I cum again she pushes herself inside me as far as she can without damaging me before releasing her pleasure. She groans against my neck as we stand there, trembling from our insane high.

Wait a damn minute. "Fuck you! Now I gotta take a shower again!" I jokingly yell as I carefully step out of the pile of clothes. Taylor just laughs before falling back on the bed. "Sorry, but hey, now we can shower together! Even better than before." "Ha ha, well if you really want to then come on, I gotta rehearse at the theatre today so we gotta move quick." I chuckle as she jumps to her feet. She's a goof ball but she's my goofball. I love her.