Blurbs + One Shots // Bad Omens

Cowboy!Matt - NSFW

Matt's laid back, arms resting behind his head, eyes stuck on you as he watches you work his cock. Each downward stroke taking him in far enough to feel him later.

Your face is twisted so beautifully, mixed with pleasure and determination. It's all so sincere, so different from the usual quick moments you share, your hands resting against his neck, clit swiping against his pelvis.

And then you go slow, rolling your hips, letting him feel every inch of you. Matt bites his cheek, groaning, his hands gripping your hips.

"There y'go," he praises. "You - fuck, you feel good."

"Thank you," you moan out, and Matt groans. That phrase is new in your vocabulary, and he's so thrilled to hear it. Finally teaching you the sweeter you are, the more you get.

You whine as the tip of his cock finally rubs against your sweet spot. It's hard for you to find on your own, but Matt knows it like the back of his hand. He knows you, like the back of his hand.

"You're so big," you cry. "Wanna belong to you, make me yours."

Matt's quick to lean upward, his hands leaving a bruising grip on your hips, his lips hovering in front of yours.

"Yeah? Go 'head and take it, peach. Be mine."

"I'm yours," you promise against his lips. You wrap your arms around him while you keep grinding. Resting your forehead against his. Voice so soft, he could've missed it if he wasn't watching you. "Take care of me."

That's the second he broke, feeling the need to promise. Hold you, care for you, make you his pretty little wife. "I will," he gasps, his hands pull you closer.

"Gonna take such good care of ya, peach, I promise. I love you, y'so good, so pretty for me,"

"You love me?"

"I love you," Matt repeats, and you smush your lips against his. His cock twitches inside of you and he pants while his tongue slips into your mouth. You can't stop moaning.

"Want you to cum. Inside, please," you moan. "Show me you love me."