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Okay so I'm burnt out to the point where I'm not above saying this has been one of the worst years of my life so far. And all I would like to do to help myself get through the next few weeks is read some Matt/Foggy sleepy, cuddly, fluffy, fucking-each-other's-brains-out morning sex. Make it so sweet and full of feels that it rots my teeth out. Please :(

I'm so sorry anon. I hope you have someone close to give you a hug, or if you're not into hugs, make you a beverage of your choice.

I am working on a fill.

I am in the middle of finals and graduating college.

I have some free time this weekend. I shall fill this for you.

OP here and omygosh, thank you!!!!! I look forward to it! <33

Sending all my luck to you for your finals!!!

I hope this gets a million fills and you unexpectedly find yourself with armfuls of puppies, but in the meantime here's some of the cutest Matt/Foggy fics I've read recently:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3839752

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3847609

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3843751

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3809719

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3836875

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3755359 (gen)

http://archiveofourown.org/works/3844489 (gen)

OP here, thank you SO much!! <3

((Author anon offers Jedi hugs and a box of baby mammals of your choosing. All will be well, and all will be well, and all manner of things will be well.))

Matt still isn't used to Foggy - not like this, not warm and heavy in his bed, not with morning breath (he loves him anyway) or the tangle of limbs that pulls Matt insistently to Foggy's chest. Sharing a dorm room is one thing, but sharing a bed, and a life, is another. Foggy's heartbeat and breathing at his lullabies now, steady and sure as they coax Matt to sleep. The morning after they're the gentle sounds that begin to wake him, even before his alarm - the way his heart and breathing speed up as Foggy works his way out of consciousness, the way his body temperature rises almost imperceptibly.

Foggy kisses him in the mornings, forehead and the bridge of his nose and the tips of his ears. He's incredibly, incredibly affectionate, fussing over Matt, tucking any stray limbs back under the blanket so all of him can be warm. Matt is affectionate in turn, though he's slower to return the kisses and touches sometimes. It's like he doesn't quite believe Foggy is here, that he's still here, each morning. Or like he doesn't quite believe he deserves the other man in his bed. Fingers trail across Foggy's face and a small, sad smile crosses Matt's lips, and all Foggy wants to do is kiss him until he forgets everything but his own name.

Matt and Foggy have amazing, mindblowing, headboard banging sex at night, but in the mornings things are different. Lazier. More laughter, soft and low, more teasing, less of the worried 'oh god you came in late last night covered in bruises and what if this is the last time we ever fuck' thing. In the mornings, Matt is here, and Foggy is here, and they are a beautiful weight in each other's arms.

OP here and I'm DEAD and GONE AAAAAAH ಥ_ಥ

This was SO gorgeous! So much emotion and love in just 3 paragraphs /flails THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WRITING THIS! :))

Did you just…quote Julian of Norwich in a kinkmeme fill?

Only because my very good online friend says it all the time and I've picked it up from her as a way to combat my own anxiety. :)

Seeing which fandom this is, however, I feel like it's an apt quote.

Good point. I only know it because I use to combat *my* anxiety. Nice touch, though. :)

OP who is graduating in ... egads, two weeks! Thank you for your kind wishes Prompter. I hope you enjoy this fic. I don't tend to write fluffy happy stuff, but I tried.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

It’s six months before Foggy gets the “brilliant” idea to push their beds together.

The twin XL college provided beds aren’t big enough for two, no matter how hard you squish together, someone ends up on the floor before morning.

So, shoving their bedframes together in the middle of their room.

“We’re going to fall through the middle,” Matt argues, feeling the space between the two mattresses.

“Um … if we turn the mattresses around?” Foggy suggests.

They maneuver the mattresses around, so the dividing line is horizontal instead of vertical.

“Should be more stable, maybe?” Foggy asks.

“One way to find out.”

“You sly devil,” Foggy teases.

They’re exhausted from the day, and the furniture moving. They fall into bed, wriggling around to get a feel for the new space. Matt ends up draped over Foggy, and Foggy splays diagonally across the expanse of mattresses, reveling in the new room.

“This is awesome!” Foggy yawns.

“Your best idea yet.” Matt laughs, rolling around before settling into his preferred position – on his side, an arm draped over Foggy’s chest.

~*~

Foggy wakes up first. He smiles, delighted as he remembers that they constructed one giant bed and it actually lasted the night.

Matt snuffles in his sleep. He doesn’t snore, but he does snuffle a bit when he’s had a cold. It scared Foggy the first time he heard it, but by now he’s grown accustomed to the noise every winter. Matt’s arm is draped over Foggy’s chest.

Foggy knows that moving will wake Matt. So he just doesn’t move. He drifts in and out of sleep, opens his eyes to see the clock progressing forward in ten and fifteen minute intervals. He wakes up fully, realizes he’s hard, and squirms slightly.

Matt rolls over and opens his eyes, yawning as he stretches his arms.

“Morning,” Foggy says.

“Morning,” Matt feels the edge of the bed. “We’re not on the floor.”

“No, we are not.” Foggy grins. “I’m a genius!”

“We should have done this last semester. That was fantastic,” Matt smiles, brighter than the sunshine streaming in around the dorm curtain. “I don’t want to move them back. I want us to have this. I want … I want king sized sheets.”

Foggy raises his eyebrows. “Wow. I think that’s overestimating the size of these mattresses, but ok –”

“Mmm, silk sheets,” Matt nods. “Yeah, that’d feel so good, on these cheap beds.” Matt nuzzles his way over Foggy’s shoulder and along the crook of his neck. “You could hold me down and we’d get all tangled up in the sheets together.”

Foggy’s cock throbs. Foggy whimpers slightly.

“Heh, yeah, you’d like that,” Matt wraps his arm around Foggy’s waist, pulls him close. He’s hard too, harder than Foggy. “And I’d really, really like that.”

They fumble with each other, hands sliding under pajama pants, grasping at each other. They’re too slow and clumsy for anything else, the morning drowsiness still clinging to them.

Matt comes first, like he almost always does, mutters an apology before Foggy can tell him not to. That damn Catholic guilt, even here, even now. He speeds up his ministrations and soon Foggy is moaning and clinging to Matt hard enough to bruise. Foggy will apologize for that later and Matt will shrug it off, flutter his fingers across the bruises when Foggy is in the room and watching. Foggy’s never gotten into the rougher stuff but he has his suspicions that Matt would totally love to go down that road with him.

They’re sweaty, warm, still cuddled up together. Foggy wants to shower but that would require getting up out of bed, and he just doesn’t have it in him quite yet to move so drastically.

Matt doesn’t move either. The minutes drag on. His breath slows.

“Did you just fall back asleep?” Foggy whispers.

“No …” Matt mumbles, unconvincingly.

“Liar,” Foggy teases. “Isn’t lying a sin?”

“Yep,” Matt clings to Foggy tightly. “So’s sloth, but I’m ignoring that today. Lazy Sunday.”

Foggy nods. “Lazy Sunday.”

The beds remain shoved together until they graduate.

Ohhh, so lovely and sweet! <33

That was incredibly sweet. Such a feel-good fic to read on a Sunday morning :) Thanks!

Aw, this is lovely!

OP

AAHH this is so cute and it's SO sweet asfjahkj!! I love the image of them shoving their beds together like that! Thank you so much for filling my prompt :DD <3

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Matt/Foggy - Morning Sex

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Quick Fill (fluff rather than porn, sorry!)

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Fill: Foggy/Matt, sleeping morning sex

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