How He Broke

I Belong to You (Sage's POV)

(WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT)

Today marks one month of being with Matty, and I can honestly say it's been the best month of my life. He's supposed to come over tonight to celebrate because my moms going out on a date with a guy she met at the dog park last week. We don't own a dog, so I can only imagine how well that date will go for her. She seemed really excited about it though, so I made sure not to say anything about it seeming ridiculous.

I stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself up with a towel before exiting the bathroom. I entered the room humming a song I had heard my mom playing in the kitchen earlier this morning; not fully paying attention to my surroundings.

"Hey." Matty chuckled, catching me off guard.

I screamed, throwing the first thing I saw at him; my walkman.

Matty dodged it and I watched it as it hit the floor, breaking upon impact.

"For fuck sake, Matty, you scared the shit out of me." I breathed heavily, my heart having skipped a beat.

"I see that." He laughed, standing and bending over to pick up the now broken walkman. "But at least now I know you'll try to defend yourself if someone ever tried to jump you."

I rolled my eyes, "Fuck off." I said.

He smirked, looking me up and down.

"What are you gawking at?" I asked, forgetting that I was still only in a towel.

"Is that what you plan on wearing tonight?" He asked, the smirk seeming to be permanently plastered on his face.

"So what if it is?" I asked, feeling rather confident in myself at the moment.

"I have no complaints." He winked, walking over and taking me in his arms.

"Matty stop!" I protested, trying to break away. "I'm still basically soaking wet." I said, struggling to get of of his hold.

"Not yet, you aren't." He chuckled, causing me to groan in response.

"Gross." I finally managed to shove him off of me.

"Oh come on, that one was good." Matty laughed.

"No, it was lame." I said, turning away so I could hide the smile that had managed to creep up onto my face.

"Don't be like that." Matty said, wrapping his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind; even though I couldn't see it, I knew he was pouting pitifully.

"Mmm..." I sat, pondering if I should give in that easily or not. "No." I spoke, deciding against it.

"What do I have to do to make it up to you?" He asked, turning me around to face him.

"Figure it out for yourself." I smirked.

He smiled, kissing me gently, pulling me into himself as he moved to begin kissing my neck.

I felt my body begin to heat up under his touch, the sensation was something foreign to me.

"How's this?" He asked, his face still buried in the crook of my neck.

"It's a start." I struggled to get the words out.

I felt him smile against my skin, "Get dressed." He whispered, pulling away from me.

I stood there in shock, as he walked away.

"Wait!" I turned, stopping him. "Hm?" He hummed in response.

"Why did you stop?" I asked, my face heating up.

He smiled, walking back over to me. "Because I don't want to rush you." He answered.