MagCon One Shots by RachetGirls

Dream or Reality

Ship: Marter or Matt x Carter

Summary~

Matt wakes up from a great dream

If you don't like smut I suggest you leave, like right now.

Carter's POV

Matt was lying beside me in his bed room. He had fallen asleep while we were watching Orange is the new Black on Netflix.

The episode was coming to a close as I notice Matt tossing and turning in his sleep.

He was saying something but it was so quiet I had to move my head closer to his mouth to hear him.

"Carter. Ugh! Yes, Carter." He moans. His voice is almost inaudible.

"That's interesting..." I say quietly.

"Carter, harder." Matt breathes.

I lift the blankets up and see that Matt has a huge tent in his basketball shorts.

I put the blankets back down.

"Even more interesting." I say quietly.

"God, Carter, I'm close." He says quietly while smiling in his sleep.

Suddenly he screams himself awake.

"Matty are you ok?" I ask trying to sound innocent like I didn't just watch my best friend moan my name in his sleep.

I go back to looking at the tv. I see Matt lift up the blanket out of the corner of my eye. He cringes, probably looking at the huge boner he has acquired.

"Hey, Carter. I'm just gonna go to the bathroom for a second." He says. He starts to get up. I pull him back down into the bed.

"Stay with me." I say while discreetly biting my lip. Matt sits beside me under the covers.

How could I make this even more uncomfortable for him?

I lift up the covers to get under them with him.

"I think I should really..." Matt says attempting to get up again.

I pull him back into bed.

"No." I say while pouting. Once he's back under the covers, I wrap my arms around his shirtless torso, resting my head on his chest.

Matt stares forward awkwardly. I hear him gulp.

"Matty? What was your dream about?" I mumble into his chest.

"It's... Not important." Matt says nervously.

"Come on, Matty! You know you can tell me anything." I say putting a hand on his upper stomach.

"I was being ravaged by an animal." He says while crossing his legs under the blanket.

"Oh, Matty. Didn't your parents ever tell you not to tell... lies?" I ask, moving my hand from his torso down to the big tent in his pants, on the word lies.

Matt gasps.

"Carter, what are y-you doing?" He asks, his breathing getting shallow.

"I know what you're dream was about." I whisper to him, making sure my lips brush against his ear. He shivers at my touch.

Matt's POV

Carter starts lightly tracing random shapes on my inner thigh with his finger.