"No, that goes –"
"I know what I'm doing, Matt!"
"Obviously, you don't!"
You would think this couple is arguing over something important. Wrong. They were fighting over an IKEA cabinet that needed putting together.
"Zacky, that doesn't –" Zacky cut his boyfriend off with a death glare.
"I know what I'm doing, alright?" Matt rolled his eyes, throwing the instruction book on the floor with a huff.
"This is fucking hopeless." Zacky huffed, letting the cabinet fall to the ground in shambles.
"I thought you had it?" Matt smirked, moving to sit on the couch. Zacky growled, sitting next to his lover with his arms crossed.
"It's too fucking hard! Maybe we should just get Johnny to do it. He's smart." Zacky shrugged, leaning against Matt with another soft huff.
"Come on, let's figure it out together-" Matt said, "-without you yelling at me and cutting me off." Matt added with a small glare.
"Alright, alright, fine. Come on, Lover." Zacky got up and sat on the floor, next to the disabled IKEA cabinet with Matt across from him.
Matt read the instructions out carefully, but Zacky wasn't really paying attention. He was just focusing on how perfect Matt's lips moved as his eyes darted across the pages, and how Matt would occasionally stop reading to lick his chapped lips. He's voice was soft, and made Zacky want to drift to sleep in his lap, curled up like a puppy.
"Zacky? Are you listening to me?" Matt sighed, snapping Zacky out of his trance.
"S-Sorry. I wasn't listening, I was distracted." Zacky muttered, his face turning red. Matt tilted his head in confusion, before letting out a laugh, pulling his lover into his lap.
"Just cause you want to watch my lips and look at my tats, you have to read now." Matt smiled, handing over the book. The guitarist huffed and read off the manual, noticing Matt was staring with a smile on his plump lips.
"Oh, it also says that you have to kiss me for good luck." Zacky said, smiling as he put the book down.
"Oh, yeah?"
"Mhm."
"Well, I guess I should follow the instructions." Matt chuckled, pressing a kiss to Zacky's lips, pushing him down into the floor and straddling his hips.
If this continued, they would never be able to finish the damn IKEA cabinet.
And they never did.
"M-Matt." Zacky moaned softly as Matt attacked his neck, sucking his sweet spot gently, biting down every so often. The guitarist rolled up his hips, trying to get some friction. Matt chuckled deeply, sending a shiver down his lover's spine.
"You're so needy, aren't you?" Matt smirked, moving his hand down to rub Zacky through his jeans, feeling his hard on twitch from his touch.
"Y-Yes, Matt pl–" Zacky was cut off by another moan escaping his lips, Matt going back to sucking his neck. He got off of the guitarist and pulled him up, not giving Zacky anytime to react before he pushed him back against the wall. Matt unbuckled his belt before tugging down his own boxers and jeans.
"Turn around, baby." Matt commanded. Zacky obeyed, turning around and giving his ass a wiggle. Matt left a sharp smack his ass, making him squeak, biting his lip. Matt pulled down his lover's jeans, admiring his ass, giving it a few smacks.
"This–" Matt grabbed Zacky's ass with a growl. "–belongs to me."
He spit in his hand, stroking himself as he wrapped his fingers around Zacky's cock and began to flick his wrist. Zacky let out a moan, leaning his head back. He was enjoying every single one of Zacky's moans and whines. It took all of his will power to not pound into him at that moment without slicking up his cock first, but he knew that would hurt Zacky, and he didn't want that.
"Ready, baby boy?" Matt moved his hand away from Zacky's cock, making him whine as he nodded. Matt pushed into him slowly, rolling his head back as a moan left his lips. Zacky moaned softly, chewing his lip. Matt stayed still for a moment, before he got a simple nod from Zacky. Then, he wasn't slow anymore. He pounded into Zacky like there was no tomorrow, bucking his hips and pounding into Zacky's sweet spot over and over again. He didn't even have to search for it. Zacky let out a scream of pure pleasure, Matt filling him up, hitting his prostate. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as his whole body trembled and he blacked out for a few seconds, coming back to reality when Matt pulled out of him, a whimper leaving his throat.
Matt grabbed Zacky and pushed him down onto his back on the couch, moving to get in between his legs. Zacky put his legs up on the vocalists shoulders, before Matt continued the sweet, sweet abuse on his ass. Zacky was vocal in bed, screaming and moaning, but Matt was pretty loud too, not just soft grunts and moans here and there.
"Fuck, how are you still so tight?" Matt moaned, sliding his cock back into Zacky's entrance. He slammed into Zacky without hesitation, bucking his hips and holding Zacky's legs, so he didn't squirm. Matt knew he found Zacky's prostate again when he had practically screamed, throwing his head back.
"Fuck! There!" Zacky moaned, gripping his hair in his hands. Matt smirked, gripping Zacky's hips to get a better angle, slamming into that one spot over and over. The guitarist wrapped his fingers around his cock, pumping his throbbing member as his eyes squeezed shut, and his free hand gripped his hair.
Matt leaned down, pounding into his lover without mercy, whispering the simple words, "Cum for me, baby."
"Matthew!" Zacky screamed out, coming on his chest and stomach as he arched his back. Matt bit his lip, thrusting faster for Zacky to ride out his high and for him to cum too.
"M'fuck!" Matt moaned, filling Zacky with his cum. He panted, thrusting slowly, his and Zacky's bodies shaking. He pulled Zacky with him as he laid on his back, not pulling out of his lover.
"I love you." Zacky moaned softly, starting to slowly bounce on Matt's softening cock. Matt groaned softly, chewing the inside of his cheek.
"I love you too, Baby." Matt panted softly, his body still shaky as Zacky pulled off of Matt, cum going down his leg. He snuggled close to Matt, panting heavily as he looked at the cabinet that still laid on the floor, disassembled.
"We're never gonna finish that, are we?" Zacky asked.
"Well, if we keep starting over, and the instructions tell us to do this, then we are never going to finish." Matt chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to Zacky's lips. Zacky just giggled, kissing his lover back.
