Matty brushes his nose against mine and then captures my lips in a tender kiss. But his kiss was so addicting, so mesmerizing that my thoughts were blurred and the only thing that was clear were his lips on mine.
Matty's grip on my waist tightens, pulling me closer to him so that there was no space between us. My lips lightly suck on the hollow of his neck, biting and leaving a mark.
His lips find mine once more as I lift his shirt over his head, breaking the kiss for a moment. My hands run along his skinny torso, tracing the outlines of his tattoos. He left a trail of wet kisses down my neck, biting and sucking, making blood rush to the attacked area. Once he found my sweet spot he sucked harshly, bruises blooming out from my sensitive area causing a small moan to escape from my lips.
Matty then cascaded kisses down the middle of the exposed skin on my chest. His hands fumbled with the fabric at the bottom of my shirt, slipping it over my head. Expertly, he undid the clasp on my bra. After he threw it on the floor his eyes took in the view. "So beautiful," he muttered and dipped his head down to my right breast. Small kisses were peppered all around, except for where I was most sensitive.
"Matty," I moaned and he immediately flicked his tongue over my nipple. I gasped in surprise and pleasure, yanking his head closer. After flicking his tongue over it several more times, he finally sucked lightly on the hardened piece of flesh. A strangled sound escaped from my lips and I traced my free hand that wasn't tangled in his curls down his back, into his jean pocket. I squeezed lightly and he began attacking my other breast.
"Matty, I need you," I whispered in his ear.
"Patience, love. Patience," he replied and slowly unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them off my legs and onto the pile of clothes strode all over the floor. Matty brought his head back up to mine and attached his lips to mine once more. He then left a trail of kisses down my chest, on to my stomach, and all over my hip bones. His fingers flicked over top of my underwear, sending sparks throughout my entire body. He hooks two fingers into the top of the fabric, pulling it down and discarding it with the rest.
Matty glances up at me for a moment before spreading apart my legs. His head dips in between them, his tongue flicking over where I need him the most. He then begins to suck lightly on my most sensitive spot, his fingers running stripes up and down my entrance. "Matty," I beg.
"Does this feel good, baby?" He questions, sliding a finger in. As he pumps it back and forth he asks me again.
"Yes. Fuck, Matty," falls strangled from my lips. This encourages him, pushing another finger in. He then curls them, hitting my soft spot. "Fuck!" I say loudly. Matty smirks and continues his actions, still sucking on my center.
"I'm...I'm going to come," I barely speak, his tongue and fingers sending me into a state of ecstasy.
"Not without me inside of you, you're not," he immediately stops his actions. I reach down and undo his pants, throwing them aside. I wrap my hand against his hard member, squeezing lightly. Strangled moans fall from his mouth as I stroke up and down his length.
He flips us over and I pull his boxers down, Matty's throbbing member springs free, suddenly released from the painful restriction. I wrap my lips around the top of him and his hips buck up to meet them. My hands stroke up and down his length, and a low groan gets caught in his throat. "If you keep that up I'm going to cum."
Matty pushes me back on the bed and presses his lips to mine in a feverish kiss. "Are you sure, baby?"
"Yes," I say in a hurry to get this going because the alcohol was wearing off a bit. I knew that once I was in my right mind I would realize how wrong this was and put a stop to it at once.
He pushes himself into me and thrusts back and forth slowly, giving me time to adjust. Matty picks up the pace and captures my lips between his. Once his thrusts become sloppier he brings his lips to my ear and whispers,"I'm close."
"Me too," I let out between moans. My high finally hits and my vision blurs in ecstasy. Matty falls on top of me and we stay that way for a moment, our breathing irregular. He finally rolls off and brings me into his chest, pulling the covers over top of us. Wrapping his arm around my waist he rests his head atop of mine.
"Goodnight, beautiful," Matty
whispers and I fell into a peaceful sleep, trying to push the thoughts of the consequences of our actions out of my head.
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Sex // Matty Healy
Fanfiction"Matthew, stop. We can't do this," I say, pulling away slightly. "Shh, yes we can, baby," he brings both of his hand to cup my face, his thumbs brushing back and forth over my cheeks. "Matty, this could ruin our friendship, and ruining our friends...
