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[FILL] (Cause I'm a screamer baby) Make Me a Mute
(Anonymous) 2015-08-08 05:58 am (UTC)(link)Later, after he gets her off and they’re lying in her bed together, catching their breath and relaxing for a few minutes before Foggy has to leave, she tells him, “You know you’re really loud? But that noise you made, when you were trying to keep it down? Sounded like you were choking on something.” She snorts and burrows against his side. “Was kinda funny.”
“Funny,” Foggy repeats. His stomach is churning unpleasantly. He had been so worried about not coming in ten seconds that he didn’t even stop to think about the noises he was making.
Well. He won’t make that mistake next time.
He gets stumbling drunk at a party during undergrad, gets talking with a smoking hot girl and goes back to her dorm and fucks her at 2:00 in the morning. He’s gotten better at staying quiet, but he can’t quite smother his shout when he comes.
The neighbors start banging on the wall and the girl laughs so hard that she actually cries.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard a guy make a noise like that,” she says between giggles.
Foggy is glad that they never got around to turning the lights on in the room, so she can’t see how red his face is.
Foggy is face-down on the mattress, getting fucked within an inch of his life. He has his face buried in a pillow, using it to smother the few noises that he can’t quite hold back, when the guy suddenly smacks his ass and says, “You like this? C’mon, man, I want to hear it, tell me how much you love my cock in your ass.”
It sounds like something out of a bad porno and Foggy can feel his face heat up with embarrassment, but he also really, really wants the guy to go back to actually fucking him so he says, “I- I love it, I love your big c-cock, I- I-” He groans, burying his face back in the pillow and rolls his hips back, taking the guy’s cock in deeper. “Please, just fuck me,” he begs. “I want you to fuck me, please please please-”
And the guy does, and Foggy biting out half-formed praises that he steals directly from every terrible porn video he’s ever seen, with the occasional groan that he cuts off before it gets too loud. He’s in the middle of telling the guy, “I’m close, I’m so close, I’m so fucking-” when he starts to come and it gets cut off with a whine than turns into a loud, keening cry.
“Dude,” the guy says when he pulls out. “You could’ve warned me that you sound like a fucking girl when you come.”
“Sorry,” Foggy mutters. He’s not gonna cry, damnit, but he does turn away to start gathering up his clothes. Just in case. “I’ll keep that in mind for next time.”
There is no next time.
“Foggy Bear,” Marci says around a gasp. “I don’t need porno commentary, I just need you to fucking eat me out already.”
Foggy swallows, hard, but leans down to lick and suck at her clit, fingers stroking inside her gently until she comes, shuddering and cursing in his mouth.
Later when he fucks her, he bites into her shoulder to stifle his cries as he comes. He thinks that he’s finally gotten away without any problems when Marci says, “Well, you’ve definitely earned that reputation of yours but next time don’t mark up the goods, okay?”
Foggy’s not an idiot. He knows that Matt is hot for him, has been for a while. And worse, he’s pretty sure that Matt wants more than just a one-night stand, wants to do crazy things like date and become domestic and have an actual relationship. And he wants that too, god help him but he wants that more than anything in the world. But he can’t have that. Sex is awkward for him, always has been and always will be, and he’s never slept with the same person more than once or twice (Marci being the one exception, but considering how that ended he’s not sure that should be his model for well-functioning relationships).
Foggy doesn’t want to sleep with Matt, try a relationship with him, and have everything fall apart when Matt realizes how weird he sounds in bed. It’ll probably be even worse with Matt than it was with anyone else because of his heightened hearing, and then Foggy will lose the best friend he’s ever had and the law firm will fall apart and-
And he’s weak, okay? He knows all of this but he still can’t resist when Matt kisses him, when they stumble their way into Matt’s bedroom, shedding clothes along the way. He bites down on his bottom lip when Matt palms his cock, hard enough to almost draw blood, and can’t stop a tiny choked-off whimper from slipping out when Matt leans down to lick at the head of his cock.
Matt groans and wraps his lips around the head of Foggy’s cock, sucking enthusiastically and using his hand to stroke whatever he can’t fit in his mouth. Foggy throws his head back, arm thrown over his face to muffle any noises he might make as he tries to stop himself from thrusting up into Matt’s mouth and choking him.
Matt pulls off of Foggy’s cock, still stroking him as he says, “C’mon Foggy, I wanna hear you,” before leaning down and licking a stripe up the side of Foggy’s cock.
Something unpleasant twists in Foggy’s gut because he hates this, he hates having to force himself to talk more than he hates having to stay quiet, but if Matt wants to hear him… “Fuck, Matt, your mouth… hnng, god, it’s so good…”
Except Matt’s pulling away again and he’s chuckling and the unpleasant churning in Foggy’s stomach only gets worse. “No, c’mon Foggy, I want to hear you. Not that bad porn crap.”
Foggy freezes. “I… I…”
He doesn’t know what to do, doesn’t know what Matt wants from him because no one actually wants to hear him. He could try groaning maybe? But he’d have to stop when he comes, he can never completely control the noises he makes when he comes unless he smothers them completely- but if Matt wants to hear him come, there’s only so many times he can stay quiet before Matt will get pissed off and shit, shit this is why he shouldn’t have done this-
“Foggy! Foggy, just breathe, you’re okay…” Foggy doesn’t know when Matt moved to sit next to him but he sucks in a deep breath, lets Matt rub gentle circles on his back until he calms down, and tries to stop himself from shaking.
“So, um. Any chance we can pretend none of this happened?” Foggy asks weakly.
“I’d rather not,” Matt says honestly. “I mean, unless you don’t want to have sex with me but I thought things were going well at first. Was it something I did, or said?”
“No, no it’s not- it’s not you,” Foggy says quickly, and because he knows that Matt is never going to leave this alone he sighs and adds, “It’s… it’s just me. I don’t- I don’t know how you want me to sound, you gotta be specific, but if you tell me I’ll- I’ll get it right, I won’t make weird noises or anything but I just… I don’t know what you want from me.”
Matt makes a tiny, confused noise and says, “I don’t want anything specific? I just want you to be yourself. To not hold back because you think you have to.”
“No one wants to actually hear what I sound like in bed, trust me on this Matt,” Foggy says. He’s tired and no longer hard and he honestly just wants this conversation to be over so he can go back to his apartment and forget it ever happened.
Matt, it seems, is not onboard with this plan. “I don’t care what you sound like, Foggy,” Matt tells him. “I just want to hear you, I like hearing my partners in bed no matter what they sound like. And honestly anyone who’s ever told you differently is a complete asshole. But I mean what I said, if you don’t want to do this-”
“No, I- I do,” Foggy says quickly. “I just- I don’t want you to think I’m weird or disgusting or anything.”
“I’m sure I won’t,” Matt assures him. “But if you’re that concerned about it, you can stay quiet. I just want you to be comfortable, okay?”
“Okay,” Foggy agrees dubiously. He still thinks that this will ruin everything, but if it’s too late to save his friendship with Matt from its inevitable destruction he at least wants to actually have the pleasure of finally sleeping with Matt Murdock first.
Matt leans over and kisses him surprisingly gently, one hand sliding down Foggy’s body to lightly stroke his cock, slowly getting him hard again as Foggy pants into Matt’s mouth. He can’t bite his lip when Matt’s busy sucking on it, but most of his whimpers get swallowed up by Matt’s mouth and he thinks this is okay.
“I want to blow you again,” Matt murmurs. “That okay?”
Foggy bites the inside of his cheek to stop a groan from escaping. “Yes,” he says a moment later, when he’s sure that he’s not going to make some terribly embarrassing noise. “Yes yes yes yes-”
Foggy holds it together as Matt swallows down his cock, letting out quiet gasps and choked-off groans that he can’t quite hold in. Every single one is met with more and more enthusiasm from Matt. “You sound so good, Foggy,” Matt pants when he pulls of Foggy’s cock, still stroking him quickly. “Fuck, I gotta fuck you, is that okay?”
“Yes,” Foggy says, and if it comes out sounding more like a desperate whine this time, well, Matt at least seems to like it judging by his groan and the way he surges up to kiss Foggy, hard and a little desperate himself.
It’s been awhile since Foggy’s been with a guy and Matt takes his time working him open, slowly working two fingers into him for what feels like forever, occasionally ducking down to suck and nibble at the sensitive skin on the inside of Foggy’s thighs. When Matt finally works a third finger into him there’s barely any resistance at all but Foggy still moans, embarrassingly loud and his face is hot with shame even as he can feel Matt’s hips jerk against his leg, the hard line of his cock smearing precome over Foggy’s skin.
“Foggy, fuck, you sound- fuck,” Matt groans. For all that he didn’t want Foggy talking like he was in a porn video, he apparently has no problem sounding like that himself.
Foggy gasps when Matt pulls his fingers out, his face flushing when he hears Matt’s appreciative groan, and then Matt is kneeling between his legs, the blunt head of his cock pushing at Foggy’s entrance and shit, shit-
He’s big, thick and long and it’s been awhile since Foggy’s done this, takes him a minute to adjust to the size of Matt, the feeling of him inside him. He’s gasping, small moans that he can’t hold quite in, and when Matt pulls back and thrusts in he shouts, back arching off the bed as his heels dig into the small of Matt’s back.
“Fuck, Matt, fuck, fuck,” Foggy babbles. He’s panting hard with every thrust, tiny cries that he can’t hold in, not now when he’s lost any control he had over the sounds he makes no matter how girly he might sound. His head is thrown back and when Matt leans down to bite and suck at the line of his throat he can feel Matt’s groans rumbling against his skin.
“So good- fuck, Foggy, so good, you sound so good,” Matt growls. He gets a hand between them, wraps it around Foggy’s cock and Foggy practically screams at the sensation, everything too much and too good and he’s not holding anything back now, cursing and shouting and long cries that echo off the walls of Matt’s apartment-
Ironically, he’s near-quiet when he comes, a loud shout that gets cut off because Foggy’s not breathing, not enough air in his lungs to make any noise because he’s coming so hard that he almost blacks out for a moment. He comes back to Matt still fucking him through the mattress and he whines, soft and drawn-out because it’s good but it’s too good when he’s this sensitive, it’s too much, it’s too-
“Fuck, Foggy- Foggy you sound, fuck, fuck-” Matt curses, and comes with a shout of his own, hips stuttering as he works through his own orgasm.
When he pulls out of Foggy several long moments later, Foggy can’t help but whine again and Matt exhales sharply, like it wants to be a moan but he doesn’t have the energy to turn it into one. He tosses the condom in the trash and collapses next to Foggy, resting his head on his chest, doesn’t say anything. And Foggy doesn’t think that this was bad- there weren’t any comments like there usually are with his partners- but that uncomfortable sliver of fear is back so he swallows harshly and asks, “Was that… was it okay? Me. The noises, I mean.”
Matt lifts his head and gives Foggy (or, well, Foggy’s right shoulder but it’s close enough) the most incredulous look he’s ever seen. “Foggy, you are quite possibly the hottest thing I’ve heard in years,” he says, with such seriousness that Foggy can’t help but believe him. “I’m going to find everyone who ever told you different and tear them a new one because seriously, I want to hear you make those noises for the rest of my life.”
And Foggy knows his face is bright red from embarrassment- but for the first time, it’s the good sort of embarrassment and Foggy is actually looking forward to having sex with Matt again. He wonders just how enthusiastic he can make Matt just by being loud- by being loud and being himself. And isn’t that just a novel idea?
Re: [FILL] (Cause I'm a screamer baby) Make Me a Mute
(Anonymous) 2015-08-08 08:36 am (UTC)(link)poor foggy!!!!!!! :( i love fic where matt and/or foggy get over their sex-related issues with each other, and idk if i should call a fic that was about sex noises sweet but it was so sweet!!!! ty for writing this!
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(Anonymous) 2015-08-08 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)Thank you so much for this fill you amazing anon you.
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