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Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
(Anonymous) 2015-05-16 06:19 am (UTC)(link)Although tending to Daredevil is the last thing he wants to do tonight after his embarrassing confrontation, he leaves it open as always, because just thinking about the alternative is worse.
That is how he ended up, yet again, almost running into Matt: by swinging a lamp at the dark intruder who startled him out of bed at 3 AM, realizing a half-second too late that it's no stranger, Matt is just apparently trying to give him a heart attack. He can't even form the words to warn him before the lamp catches Matt on a shoulder and then is ripped out of his hands and carelessly tossed aside.
"What the fuck, Matt!? Are you okay? But seriously, what the fuck!?"
He's in his old costume, the one that leaves nothing to the imagination; the obnoxious blue light of his DVD player mixes with the streetlamps outside and play along the strong lines of his arms and stomach as he starts to approach Foggy slowly. Foggy often tries to think of Daredevil as another person; he is all fluid grace and confidence as he stalks across the floor, every step slow carefully controlled, his head bowed low between strong shoulders. He reminds Foggy more than a little of a predator, coiled and ready to strike, and he never wanted to think of quiet, contemplative Matt like that, until he did.
And fuck if it doesn't send a thrill up his spine to back up against a wall and let himself be pinned again.
The arm is placed across his chest, this time, and he can feel the heat and hard lines of Matt's body pressed against him. "You like this," Matt says, hot breath puffing against his ear.
"I like you," Foggy says. For a moment, caught off guard, the persona of Daredevil fades away in light of one of Matt's un-self conscious smiles. Because Foggy is still sort-of hoping this is a dream, but even if it is, he's not about to make it anything but a good one, he adds, "And... I liked what you did yesterday."
There's a sharp inhalation; slowly, the hand on his chests shifts up toward his throat. "How long have you...?" he asks.
"Long enough," Foggy says. He can feel the sharp thudding of his pulse and the hum of his voice against Matt's palm. "I thought you knew."
"I'd hoped, but I was never sure," he says, stubble scratching against Foggy's cheek with each word.
"I can't believe we've wasted all this time -" Foggy shifts, trying to free a hand, and Matt lets up just enough for him to rip off the mask, catch his fingers in his hair, and finally pull him in for a kiss.
It's gentle at first but then Matt surges against him, sucking in a huge breath through his nose and sucking Foggy's bottom lip between his own, letting his teeth catch over them only to replace it with the quick swipe of tongue. The hand as his throat moves to scratch along his hips. Foggy's stomach twitches involuntarily.
"C'mon, man, that tickles," he mumbles. Matt grins against his mouth but obligingly moves his hand to pull Foggy's shirt off instead, exposing him to the air and the sudden chill of the wall against his back.
Foggy is in no rush to take Matt's clothes off, not when he can still feel the topography of his body beneath the slick material - the broad back, the curve of his ass, the lean strength of his legs and the hardening bulge between them. He toys with the fly of Matt's pants. "Bedroom?" Matt gasps.
"Through that door -" He makes a very undignified sound as Matt hauls him off the wall by his shoulders and shoves him towards the bedroom. Foggy falls backwards once his legs hit the bed with tumbling on top of him. It places him directly between Foggy's legs and his hips buck up once into the pressure uncontrollably.
Matt moans, rolling his hips in response. And sure, they're dry humping and Matt's sucking at his neck like they're a couple of teenagers, but they've got a few years to make up for, no reason they can't start slow --
"Fuck," Matt hisses under his breath as his hips jerk erratically a moment before stilling entirely.
Somewhere in the distance, a car alarm goes off.
"Did you just -"
"Yes."
"Huh." He tries to ignore the throbbing between his legs and the urge to laugh hysterically, and mostly succeeds on both counts. "Sensitive senses, you said?"
Matt groans and buries his head in Foggy's neck, face hot. "I can still..." he says quietly, hand wandering down to the hem of Foggy's pyjama pants, but Foggy catches his wrist.
"It's okay, buddy. Why don't you, uh, get yourself cleaned up?" And he finally does give in to the laughter, at least a little bit, as Matt shuffles awkwardly to the bathroom.
"'s not funny," Matt mutters, except it kind of is.
Foggy apologizes for laughing (almost sincerely) and manages to coax Matt into lying properly on the bed with him when he returns (stripped to his boxers; the wet spot almost sets Foggy off again), side by side.
"This is not how I imagined this going," Matt confesses.
"If it helps, I didn't expect to wake up in the middle of the night to an intruder in my apartment."
"Are you saying you don't want me to do this again?"
"I didn't say that," Foggy insists. "This was okay. More than okay." He looks sidelong at Matt, who looks more at ease than he had in a while. "But you seriously didn't know?"
"I can tell when you lie, but I can't read your mind and find out what you're hiding."
"Well, thank god for small miracles," Foggy mutters. "If you had any idea what I was thinking when I first met you, you probably would have transferred rooms." Matt rolls over and laughs into Foggy's shoulder. This is good, he thinks contentedly.
He'd rather not run into Daredevil on the street again, but he figured the next best thing might be to drop in on his next gym session. After all, they have a lot of time to make up for.
Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
(Anonymous) 2015-05-16 09:05 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
(Anonymous) 2015-05-18 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
(Anonymous) 2015-05-19 07:46 am (UTC)(link)I loved this <3 Matt being hot as fuck (the predator thing yesss) but also both of them being their usual nerdy self. This was both hot and filled with feelsandI'm so, so happy. Thank you, author anon <3 <3 <3
Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
(Anonymous) 2015-05-21 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
(Anonymous) 2015-05-26 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)This is sooo good, sweet and hot and Foggy is adorable and Matt is a little shit, and I love it!
Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
(Anonymous) 2015-05-27 06:14 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL "Somewhere between fear and sex passion is" 3/3
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