Matthew Gray Gubler One Shots

The Shirt (Smut, MGG)

Matthew Gray Gubler x Reader

possible smut? definite smut, like serious smut.

Prompt: The shirt, Matthew just bought a new shirt and comes home and shows his gal and things get, well..enjoy.

"Babe?" You hear Matthew say while entering the house.

"Hey, how'd shopping go?" Matthew comes over to you and gives you a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

"Good, well great. I got this shirt." Matthew gives you a wink.

"Okay, I'm kinda scared but-" You laugh at him and finish with a smile.

"No need, I looooook really fucking good."  A smirk grows over Matthew's mouth causing you to laugh and lick your  lips. "Well I can't wait, but first things first. Dinner."

"Any ideas my chef?" Matthew asks you while gesturing his hand towards you.

"Shut up, but to answer your question yes. I do have three options so take your pick." Matthew follows you into the kitchen.

"So first up, I can make spaghetti-"

"Yes, spaghetti." Matthew practically shouts.

"Hold on, holy shit. I thought I was the only one who liked spaghetti that much." You laugh at him and continue on.

"Next up, we can make some soup and grilled cheese?"

"Eh, what's third?"

"And last would be ordering some takeout because we need to go grocery shopping and that's the best we got."

"Well, well, spaghetti it is." Matthew goes to put his bags in the bedroom while you get started on dinner.

About 20 minutes into cooking Matthew walks out of the bedroom with his new shirt on.

"Y/n."

"Dinner is done, I'm just waiting on the brea-" You turn around during the end of your sentence and stare at Matthew.

Fuck...

"Do you like the shirt, I mean I think I look great." Matthew says while spinning around showing it off.

"I-I love it." You begin to move towards him.
"Like I really love it." Matthew cocks an eyebrow at you, you run your hands over his chest. The timer for the bread goes off stopping you in your tracks. You walk back over to the oven and Matthew follows, you grab the bread out of the oven and place it on the counter.

Matthew is just watching you, "Y/n?" You turn around but go back to setting up dinner. "Yes?" He walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. "Don't start, you wanted dinner." You laugh and move to reach another plate, Matthew spins your body around. "But I only want you."

In one swift motion, Matthew has you on the counter, kissing your neck.  "Matthew the spaghe-" He pulls away and looks at you tilting his head.  "You are worried about the fucking spaghetti right now." You laugh at his attempt to be irritated. "Yes quite frankly I am, I love me some spaghetti." Matthew gives you a look and you continue "But the spaghetti is gonna fall so we should move it." Matthew looks confused "How do you know that." You now tilt your head at him, "Really Matthew." You jump  off the counter with a laugh and move everything off the counter onto the dining table.

"Come here..now." Matthew says to you  attempting to be dominating, but it just causes you to laugh. "Matthew,  are you okay? I didn't know you were so demanding, but I kinda like it."  You walk back over to him, facing him. Matthew licks his lips and looks at you, "What? You say as he places his hands on your waist "Oh nothing" Matthew smiles and you begin to put your hands on his neck near his necklace and collar of his shirt. "I really love this shirt on you."

Matthew pulls your shirt off revealing your bare chest, "You said that already." Matthew goes to kiss your neck causing you to moan.  He then picks you back up and places you on the counter, still kissing your neck. Eventually, he moves up to your lips kissing roughly and you run your hands through his hair. He begins to take his pants off, "I'm leaving this shirt on by the way." You groan kissing the exposed skin of his neck and down the open part of his chest. "And I'm not complaining." When you finish your sentence you gain a groan from  Matthew, he then grabs your head pulling it back to his so he can kiss  you again.

"But these need to come off, now." He pulls at the waistband of your shorts and underwear. "No problem." He begins to pull your shorts down as you lift your butt off the counter, helping. Matthew kneels down and kisses your thighs moving slowly towards the inside of  your thighs. He stands back up and bites his lip before kissing your neck again. He then runs his hand up your thigh pulling on the band of your underwear. He pulls your underwear down roughly, causing you to let out a small moan. "You like when I'm a little rough, huh?" He looks at you and you see his carved jawline causing you to grab his face and kiss him  roughly.

As Matthew pulls away he says with a cocky tone, "Yeahhh,  I'm gonna take that as a yes." Matthew pulls your legs to the edge of the counter and takes his underwear off. You are watching him, practically drooling. "By the way...please keep the beard you have going  on." Matthew laughs and runs his hands over it, "You mean this little thing?" You nod quickly while biting your lip.

Matthew lines up with you and the first thrust causes you to moan in his ear. "Fuck Matthew, ugh." Matthew looks at you smirking while picking up the pace,  you moan louder in his ear while gripping his hair. "Fuck this." Matthew picks you up while still inside and walks over to the wall nearby and presses your back to it. He begins thrusting again, gripping your thigh while holding you up. "Ow." You grip the back of your head. "What, are you okay." Matthew freezes and drops your legs to go for your head.  "Yeah, yeah I just hit my head." You laugh and Matthew copies.

"You know what we suck at this, 'oh let's fuck on the counter or the wall'.  Matthew looks at when he finishes his sentence. He stares at you with his eyebrows furrowed, gaining a lick of the lips from you. "We can do it, it's just some extra work." You finish your sentence with a soft tone. Matthew picks you up again, "We are gonna fuck on this counter and it will work." Matthew places you back on the counter and immediately begins thrusting, you groan and moan with every thrust. Matthew's grip on your thigh moves up your body every now and again. "Y/n?" Matthew says with a shaky breath and moves his hand up your chest stopping at your neck. "Yes?" You say with a moan. "Can I-nevermind." Matthew's thrusts  speed up and you manage to choke out a sentence. "Please Matthew." You grip his hand and place it around your neck. "If it gets to be too muc-"  You nod and moan. "Yes, I promise."

You place your hand over Matthew's that is wrapped around your neck, "Ugh fuck." You moan as he thrusts. "Matthew." He groans "I know, I know." As his thrusts decrease with speed he moves his hand up your neck to your head pulling you in for a kiss. His final thrust causes you to throw your head back as far as you can without hitting the cabinet. Matthew has his head in the nook of your neck and places a soft kiss there.

"We can totally fuck on the counter." You say with a huff towards the end, your sentence  gains a laugh from Matthew and he kisses you. He pulls out of you and you jump off of the counter walking towards the bathroom. "I should wear this shirt everyday." Matthew speaks up causing you to turn around, "I  think so too." You wink at him and enter the bathroom.

Once you come outside you see Matthew setting dinner up, you come behind him and  wrap your hands around him, "Dinner part two." You say gaining a smile from him. "I liked part one." Matthew turns around with a smirk on his face. "All because of a shirt." You tilt your head and smirk "All because of a shirt."