First time writing for Daredevil. Just couldn't help myself, had to fill this request. Not quite got all points: Foggy and Matt aren't living together and Foggy doesn't catch Matt yet, but that will be in the next part, I promise. -
It was all Foggy's fault, really. Matt had told Foggy time and time again that he didn't need a seeing-eye dog, certainly didn't want any kind of dog. If only Foggy knew about his super senses, Matt would have used that as the reason he could get by without help, but Foggy didn't know and so Matt had to find other excuses.
“I'm allergic"... “no you're not Matt”
“I can't take care of a dog by myself, Foggy”...”I'm over at your place most nights Matt, I might as well just move in and save myself all that travelling”
Matt kept trying to put Foggy off and finally, he just stopped asking. Matt was relieved that the subject seemed to be dropped. Not so. Foggy decided that if he couldn't talk Matt into getting a dog, he'd go with the principle of it being better to ask forgiveness than permission. So he went ahead and picked the softest, fluffiest dog he could, a giant teddy bear of a boy and took the newfie with him to Matt’s apartment.
Matt heard them coming a block away. He could have just kicked himself for thinking that Foggy would listen to him and leave the whole dog issue alone, he knew he should have faked allergies but Foggy probably wouldn't have believed that anyway. There was nothing for it now, Foggy and the dog, a large breed from its weight and the sound of its breathing were right outside and even if Matt refused to open the door, Foggy had a key and would just let himself in.
As soon as he pulled the door open and reluctantly, at Foggy’s insistence, petted the dog, Matt knew he was beat. The dog was indeed large and its fur was the softest thing Matt had felt in years, like a fluffy cloud.
Matt sighed and admitted defeat. “Fine. You win, Foggy. The dog can stay. Does it have a name?”
“Teddy, because he’s a big teddy bear.... aren't you boy?!”
Matt shook his head wryly and he and Foggy settled down to eat the pizza Matt had ordered in, while Teddy investigated the apartment.
Foggy stayed over, fucking Matt slowly and sweetly but left early in the morning to go back to his apartment to pick up some clothes. He always thought that he should have a spare suit at Matt’s place but never remembered to bring one until it was too late and he needed it. He left Teddy and Matt asleep.
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It was a couple of months after Teddy's arrival that Matt found himself in the precarious position he was now in, on knees and elbows in the middle of his bed, face half smushed into his pillow with a cloud of fluffy, soft fur surrounding him on all sides. Teddy was on top of Matt, long doggy cock hammering into Matt’s hole, relentless in its quest.
Matt could feel Teddy’s knot growing, nudging against his hole insistently, pushing in a little further with each thrust, then pulling out again, catching on his rim as it did so. One particularly hard thrust pushed the knot past his ring of muscle locking Teddy and Matt together with what felt like the size of a tennis ball lodged inside Matt’s ass.
The constant pressure on Matt’s prostate and the feeling of being flooded with hot liquid made Matt come hard, causing him to clench around the knot which now felt like the size of a basketball. All the sensations combined were overwhelming his senses, driving the pleasure to the edge of pain which was partly why he loved this experience. Teddy was still thrusting, tiny movements that Matt could feel, pressure shifting as the flood inside him began to slow.
This very situation was why Matt had been so adamant that he didn't want a dog. He'd known this would happen, that he'd do this if he got the chance. Matt knew it was sick and twisted but he just couldn't help himself. Ever since the first time he'd felt a dog knot in him, he'd known it wouldn't be the last time. No matter how guilty his faith made him feel after the fact, it just felt too dammed good in the moment, to be fucked hard and stuffed full of hot, dog cock. It had been a few years since the last time Matt had indulged and he knew that now Teddy was his, he'd be getting dog fucked much more frequently.
Finally Teddy's knot started to shrink and the dog slipped away from Matt turning to lick at his backside. Matt shuddered, skin too sensitive to take the sand papery sensation of the tongue and rolled over onto his back, pushing the dog away.
His hole felt as though it was open wide, cum dripping out and Matt was sure he wouldn't be able to sit down at all for a week, but it was definitely worth it.
Re: Fill Teddy 1/3 (Matt/foggy) Matt gets a dog (tw bestiality)
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It was all Foggy's fault, really. Matt had told Foggy time and time again that he didn't need a seeing-eye dog, certainly didn't want any kind of dog. If only Foggy knew about his super senses, Matt would have used that as the reason he could get by without help, but Foggy didn't know and so Matt had to find other excuses.
“I'm allergic"... “no you're not Matt”
“I can't take care of a dog by myself, Foggy”...”I'm over at your place most nights Matt, I might as well just move in and save myself all that travelling”
Matt kept trying to put Foggy off and finally, he just stopped asking. Matt was relieved that the subject seemed to be dropped. Not so. Foggy decided that if he couldn't talk Matt into getting a dog, he'd go with the principle of it being better to ask forgiveness than permission. So he went ahead and picked the softest, fluffiest dog he could, a giant teddy bear of a boy and took the newfie with him to Matt’s apartment.
Matt heard them coming a block away. He could have just kicked himself for thinking that Foggy would listen to him and leave the whole dog issue alone, he knew he should have faked allergies but Foggy probably wouldn't have believed that anyway. There was nothing for it now, Foggy and the dog, a large breed from its weight and the sound of its breathing were right outside and even if Matt refused to open the door, Foggy had a key and would just let himself in.
As soon as he pulled the door open and reluctantly, at Foggy’s insistence, petted the dog, Matt knew he was beat. The dog was indeed large and its fur was the softest thing Matt had felt in years, like a fluffy cloud.
Matt sighed and admitted defeat. “Fine. You win, Foggy. The dog can stay. Does it have a name?”
“Teddy, because he’s a big teddy bear.... aren't you boy?!”
Matt shook his head wryly and he and Foggy settled down to eat the pizza Matt had ordered in, while Teddy investigated the apartment.
Foggy stayed over, fucking Matt slowly and sweetly but left early in the morning to go back to his apartment to pick up some clothes. He always thought that he should have a spare suit at Matt’s place but never remembered to bring one until it was too late and he needed it. He left Teddy and Matt asleep.
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It was a couple of months after Teddy's arrival that Matt found himself in the precarious position he was now in, on knees and elbows in the middle of his bed, face half smushed into his pillow with a cloud of fluffy, soft fur surrounding him on all sides. Teddy was on top of Matt, long doggy cock hammering into Matt’s hole, relentless in its quest.
Matt could feel Teddy’s knot growing, nudging against his hole insistently, pushing in a little further with each thrust, then pulling out again, catching on his rim as it did so. One particularly hard thrust pushed the knot past his ring of muscle locking Teddy and Matt together with what felt like the size of a tennis ball lodged inside Matt’s ass.
The constant pressure on Matt’s prostate and the feeling of being flooded with hot liquid made Matt come hard, causing him to clench around the knot which now felt like the size of a basketball. All the sensations combined were overwhelming his senses, driving the pleasure to the edge of pain which was partly why he loved this experience. Teddy was still thrusting, tiny movements that Matt could feel, pressure shifting as the flood inside him began to slow.
This very situation was why Matt had been so adamant that he didn't want a dog. He'd known this would happen, that he'd do this if he got the chance. Matt knew it was sick and twisted but he just couldn't help himself. Ever since the first time he'd felt a dog knot in him, he'd known it wouldn't be the last time. No matter how guilty his faith made him feel after the fact, it just felt too dammed good in the moment, to be fucked hard and stuffed full of hot, dog cock. It had been a few years since the last time Matt had indulged and he knew that now Teddy was his, he'd be getting dog fucked much more frequently.
Finally Teddy's knot started to shrink and the dog slipped away from Matt turning to lick at his backside. Matt shuddered, skin too sensitive to take the sand papery sensation of the tongue and rolled over onto his back, pushing the dog away.
His hole felt as though it was open wide, cum dripping out and Matt was sure he wouldn't be able to sit down at all for a week, but it was definitely worth it.