Mat was panting, hard, and the words came out like a growl. He was baring his teeth.
Foggy stopped abruptly balls deep into Matt’s ass, and Matt’s legs around his neck twitched just barely.
“Wha—“
“You are clean, I’m clean, take that goddamn thing off.” Matt ordered, and Foggy could see by the glassier than usual look in his eyes that Matt was already far gone that place he went whenever he started to beg Foggy to fuck his brain out and he would apparently lose any ability to control whatever came out his mouth.
“Matt—“ It’s not that he didn’t want to have sex with him without the condom but—
“Foggy, please—“ Matt moaned, squirming. “Please, please, I just want you— Please—“
And fuck him if that didn’t go straight to Foggy’s groin. He was sure nothing in the world could be more stunning that the way Matt looked now, excited and flushed, hair a mess and muscles flickering under his skin, beads of pearl white semen rolling down his shaft. The way he moaned and screamed and shamelessly begged and how he would call out Foggy’s name like a prayer, over and over and over—
“Alright—“ Foggy agreed, voice raw, because he was only human and god damn it if Matt wasn’t good at making him come undone.
So he slept out Matt and took off the condom with unsteady hands, putting a generous amount of lube on his erection (because for how good Matt was at making him lose his mind, there was no way Foggy would become so far gone to don’t make absolutely sure he won’t hurt Matt in any way.).
Matt was shivering with anticipation, his fingers opening and closing around the bed sheets, his breath coming out in short puffs. He was clenching and tense and Foggy had to murmur “Relax.” Over and over before he was able to slip into him again.
The choked yell and the way Matt bit his lower lip when he went all the way in was a good prize for his patience.
“Foggy—“ He moaned, thrusting against him in time with Foggy’s movements, arching his back and exposing his neck. “I love— I love you so much— I want you to fill me— I want to feel your come inside me when I wake up—“
And here he goes again, a small part of Foggy’s brain noted, amused.
“Please— I want you to fill me so much— Until I can’t take it anymore— I want you to fill me like so much— So much— Wanna carry your baby—“
And Foggy’s moan itched in his throat, because that may be weird but fuck if it did turn him on. Matt so far gone, honestly to God saying shit like that— It was the most arousing and at the same time sweet thing he could ever say—
“Love you too, Matt—“ He replied, feeling on edge. He was finally about to fulfill one of Matt’s secret wishes— He really hoped Matt would be of the same mindset when he would wake up with cold semen trickling down his thighs—
Matt’s inarticulate shout when Foggy finally came buckets inside him like he had begged him to do for so long was so fucking worth it.
**
Foggy was watching him a little worried when Matt slowly started to stir and wake up. Foggy had peeked under the covers and yep, there was definitely dried come on Matt’s thighs, and he was ready to bet more would trickle out as soon as he moved. That had to be unpleasant, really.
But Matt turned lazily on his back, made a surprised low sound, his sleepy eyes opening wide, and he put a soft hand on his lower belly, expression wondering.
Then he smiled a thousand watt smile, and Foggy let go of a breath he didn’t realize was holding.
“Morning—“ He said, because Matt had to knew he was awake and watching him, and he couldn’t really justify his heart beating madly in his chest.
“Morning.” Matt purred, circling Foggy’s waist with a leg. Foggy could feel Matt’s limp cock rapidly hardening and Jesus Christ the guy had an insane sex-drive. He was gonna be the death of him, of that Foggy was sure.
“Matt—“ He sighed, amused despite everything. “You are insatiable.”
“Mmmmh.” Matt sounded agreeing. “Guess can never get enough of you.” He added in a low voice, nuzzling his chest.
Foggy looked at him for a long while as Matt left a trail of kisses around his heart, looking happier that he had ever seen him. Apparently cold jizz in the morning really made it for Matt. Who knew.
“Do you remember what— You said last night?” Foggy asked, feeling compelled to explore the situation.
Matt blinked at him, tilting his head on a side. “You are really good at turning my brain into mush, so not really.” He said, evenly. “…Should I be worried?”
“Nah.” Foggy grinned, ruffling Matt’s hair. “It’s cool, I’ll tell you after breakfast.”
“But I want to know! What counts as breakfast?” Matt grinned at him, pushing his hips against Foggy’s, and Foggy rolled his eyes.
“Sucking you off does not constitute breakfast.” He said, a joke that they were rapidly growing accustomed to. “I’ll tell you after real breakfast.”
Matt moaned, annoyed at first, sliding into happy as Foggy put his hands on Matt’s hips and went down on him.
He would tell him, and Matt would probably be embarrassed at first. But he would tell him and they’d work it out, because whatever this kink of his was, it obviously made Matt happy, and Foggy is totally on board with whatever makes Matt happy.
Fill: To the brim 2/2
Mat was panting, hard, and the words came out like a growl. He was baring his teeth.
Foggy stopped abruptly balls deep into Matt’s ass, and Matt’s legs around his neck twitched just barely.
“Wha—“
“You are clean, I’m clean, take that goddamn thing off.” Matt ordered, and Foggy could see by the glassier than usual look in his eyes that Matt was already far gone that place he went whenever he started to beg Foggy to fuck his brain out and he would apparently lose any ability to control whatever came out his mouth.
“Matt—“ It’s not that he didn’t want to have sex with him without the condom but—
“Foggy, please—“ Matt moaned, squirming. “Please, please, I just want you— Please—“
And fuck him if that didn’t go straight to Foggy’s groin. He was sure nothing in the world could be more stunning that the way Matt looked now, excited and flushed, hair a mess and muscles flickering under his skin, beads of pearl white semen rolling down his shaft. The way he moaned and screamed and shamelessly begged and how he would call out Foggy’s name like a prayer, over and over and over—
“Alright—“ Foggy agreed, voice raw, because he was only human and god damn it if Matt wasn’t good at making him come undone.
So he slept out Matt and took off the condom with unsteady hands, putting a generous amount of lube on his erection (because for how good Matt was at making him lose his mind, there was no way Foggy would become so far gone to don’t make absolutely sure he won’t hurt Matt in any way.).
Matt was shivering with anticipation, his fingers opening and closing around the bed sheets, his breath coming out in short puffs. He was clenching and tense and Foggy had to murmur “Relax.” Over and over before he was able to slip into him again.
The choked yell and the way Matt bit his lower lip when he went all the way in was a good prize for his patience.
“Foggy—“ He moaned, thrusting against him in time with Foggy’s movements, arching his back and exposing his neck. “I love— I love you so much— I want you to fill me— I want to feel your come inside me when I wake up—“
And here he goes again, a small part of Foggy’s brain noted, amused.
“Please— I want you to fill me so much— Until I can’t take it anymore— I want you to fill me like so much— So much— Wanna carry your baby—“
And Foggy’s moan itched in his throat, because that may be weird but fuck if it did turn him on. Matt so far gone, honestly to God saying shit like that— It was the most arousing and at the same time sweet thing he could ever say—
“Love you too, Matt—“ He replied, feeling on edge. He was finally about to fulfill one of Matt’s secret wishes— He really hoped Matt would be of the same mindset when he would wake up with cold semen trickling down his thighs—
Matt’s inarticulate shout when Foggy finally came buckets inside him like he had begged him to do for so long was so fucking worth it.
**
Foggy was watching him a little worried when Matt slowly started to stir and wake up. Foggy had peeked under the covers and yep, there was definitely dried come on Matt’s thighs, and he was ready to bet more would trickle out as soon as he moved.
That had to be unpleasant, really.
But Matt turned lazily on his back, made a surprised low sound, his sleepy eyes opening wide, and he put a soft hand on his lower belly, expression wondering.
Then he smiled a thousand watt smile, and Foggy let go of a breath he didn’t realize was holding.
“Morning—“ He said, because Matt had to knew he was awake and watching him, and he couldn’t really justify his heart beating madly in his chest.
“Morning.” Matt purred, circling Foggy’s waist with a leg. Foggy could feel Matt’s limp cock rapidly hardening and Jesus Christ the guy had an insane sex-drive. He was gonna be the death of him, of that Foggy was sure.
“Matt—“ He sighed, amused despite everything. “You are insatiable.”
“Mmmmh.” Matt sounded agreeing. “Guess can never get enough of you.” He added in a low voice, nuzzling his chest.
Foggy looked at him for a long while as Matt left a trail of kisses around his heart, looking happier that he had ever seen him.
Apparently cold jizz in the morning really made it for Matt. Who knew.
“Do you remember what— You said last night?” Foggy asked, feeling compelled to explore the situation.
Matt blinked at him, tilting his head on a side. “You are really good at turning my brain into mush, so not really.” He said, evenly. “…Should I be worried?”
“Nah.” Foggy grinned, ruffling Matt’s hair. “It’s cool, I’ll tell you after breakfast.”
“But I want to know! What counts as breakfast?” Matt grinned at him, pushing his hips against Foggy’s, and Foggy rolled his eyes.
“Sucking you off does not constitute breakfast.” He said, a joke that they were rapidly growing accustomed to. “I’ll tell you after real breakfast.”
Matt moaned, annoyed at first, sliding into happy as Foggy put his hands on Matt’s hips and went down on him.
He would tell him, and Matt would probably be embarrassed at first. But he would tell him and they’d work it out, because whatever this kink of his was, it obviously made Matt happy, and Foggy is totally on board with whatever makes Matt happy.