ashes [m.h.] (Completed)

Chapter 21.

I dont know why I agreed to stay. I must've been too distracted by how good he made me feel, to really think the question over. Either way, it's too late. I've already agreed, and for some reason I don't feel the need to back out.

My attention goes to Matty, and away from my thoughts. I stand in his bedroom, as he begins to undress himself. Following his actions, I slide my shorts off my legs. skillfully slipping my bra off from under my shirt, I place it next to my shorts. I look to Matty, seeing him stripped down to his boxers.

"Um," I say quietly. He seems to notice, looking up to meet my nervous expression. I look down to the dark piece of fabric laying on the bed.

"Can I, um," I stutter a bit. His face fills with confusion. I point to his shirt lying on the bed.

"You want to wear my shirt?" He holds it up.

I nod, a little embarrassed at my request. His expression lightens and a smirk tugs at his lips. He simply throws the shirt my direction and I catch it with ease. His eyes don't leave me as I move to put on his freshly worn shirt. I just stand there with the all too familiar feeling of being stuck in his hard stare.

"Are you going to put it on?" He questions.

"Are you going to turn around?" I counter.

A beat of silence passes before he answers.

"No."

My breathing hitches at his response, causing his smirk to deepen at my reaction.

"Then I will." I say, turning my back to him.

The sound of his low chuckling fills the room, and a new side of Matty begins to show.

"Cmonnn" he drags out.

"What?" I turn back to find him laying stomach down across his bed.

"Are you afraid to change in front of me?"

I scoff.

"And who said I was afraid?" My tone gets more confident than ever.

"Then what's stopping you?" He says, words laced with lust.

I know exactly what he wants right now, but the question is will I play along. I let the room fall silent, and think about how to respond.

A smirk appears on my face.

"I know how effective I can be on guys like you. I simply don't want to overwhelm you, considering little Matty Jr. down there can't handle much." I smile wide.

He seems to be taken aback, before reacting dramatically. He flips on his back, his hand clutching his chest as he rolls around frantically.

"Ah! No! My ego!" He yells, in a terrible acting voice.

I laugh at his behavior.

"Maggie no! Why?! Why must you crush my poor fragile soul!?"

I watch him, laughing, as he rolls about. In an instant his arms reach out, grasping my hips and pulling onto the mattress. I yell playfully as I'm dragged closer to him.

"Matty!!" I giggle.

His hands rush around my body, tickling me in the process. He doesn't stop the playful assault of my senses as I try my hardest to wiggle away. I laugh uncontrollably. My body fights itself free from his grasp briefly only to have him pull me right back, pinning me underneath him.

His hands hold mine together above my head, and his legs sit on either sides of mine, trapping me. His stare is hard, looking deep into my eyes, searching through them. I look back into his, searching his expression for any hint to what he might be thinking. He leans closer, closing the mere inches of space between us. Is he going to kiss me? He continues his way closer. His lips find their way to mine, hovering just above me. My breathing goes a bit shaky as he brushes hip lips softly against mine. He moves up, connecting them with the tip of my nose and kissing it gently.

He lifts himself up, removing his body from on top of mine, and I'm left lying on the mattress alone.

"Let's get ready for bed then." He announces.

I nod, climbing off the bed. I reach for Matty's shirt and quickly change into it. I'm almost sure he was looking, but I pretend I don't notice. I climb into bed and he makes his way to turn off the lights. The room fills with darkness and I shuffle onto my side, making myself comfortable. A moment passes and I feel a dip in the mattress behind me. A strong arm wraps around my waist pulling me into him. The heat from his body meets mine and I rest perfectly against his frame. His hand finds it's way under the bottom of my shirt, and his cold fingers meet the bare skin of my stomach. They travel their way up my skin slowly, leaving a trail of goosebumps. His head rests close to mine, and I can feel his lips lingering close to my skin. He moves closer, softly kissing the sensitive spot between my neck and shoulder. He continues to rub my stomach as he whispers softly,

"Goodnight."

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this was fun to write a newer, more playful side of Matty. I hope you liked it, please vote & comment to let me know!