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Change of State (3/3)
Title: Change of State (3/3)
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
millionstar
Pairing: Belldom, OoS era
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Language, Smut... I can't stress that second one enough.
Summary: A shift in dynamic can change everything.
Feedback: Is appreciated if you're so inclined; either way, just enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse, no profit is being made and this is fiction.
Beta/Support: As always,dolce_piccante & waltzingstar. Thanks for all your help & support!
Author's Note: It's shameful that it's taken me this long to complete CoS, but I finally managed it. So if anyone out there remembers this fic, I hope you enjoy!
One * Two
Too long.
Well.
That's a revelation.
"Would you let me..." Dom mumbles, his lips kissing me suddenly, "let me..."
I nod, much quicker than I intend to, and I'm sure that in doing so I am looking desperate but that's okay. Have you ever wanted something so badly that your brain actually short-circuits in its attempt to achieve it? That's where I am right now, especially because it's something I've wanted for such a long time, and also because it's something that I never thought would come to fruition.
Dom raises one elegant eyebrow and licks his lips. "You would? You'd let me use your pretty new vibrator..." he presses the toy against my shaft and I shudder, "on you, here?" He then sets in torturing me, mimicking the motions he performed on himself earlier. I watch as the toy bumps into my dick, the vibrations so strong that the moisture gathered on my tip shakes free and drips down, coating the vibrator in thick drops.
All I can do is watch because I can't seem to make myself move; everything, every fiber of my being is centered on the zone at the juncture of my thighs. There is nothing else, there is no one else, it's as if time ceases to exist.
I am shocked out of my state by the sight of something decidedly filthy - Dom brings the vibrator to his mouth and laps at it, collecting the drops of my precome on his tongue. He doesn't just lick it, he practically fellates it in front of me, an erotic harbinger of things to come if I am very lucky.
I nearly come from the sight of it.
"Have you ever done that before?" he asks after removing the toy from his mouth with a wet pop, "Sucked dick, I mean."
In light of what's happening between us, I have no idea why I decide to blush so fiercely at his question. Perhaps it's shame, an embarrassment that I'm not as experienced as Dom might be in this particular area. Or perhaps it's that I wish he could understand that there's no other man on this planet that I would even want to give head to. I don't voice this, though, instead I shake my head in response.
He takes my silence to mean discomfort, apparently, because he smiles and brushes the wet hair from my forehead almost tenderly. "I was just curious. I couldn't help but wonder. Have you ever had another man go down on you before?"
Again, I shake my head, my heart pounding. Dom nods.
"Can I be your first?"
"Yes," I answer instantly.
"Do you know," he breathes against my right nipple, "how many times I've thought of sucking you off? Wondered how you tasted, how heavy you'd be in my mouth. Fuck, Matt, I've wanked a hundred times imagining you shooting down my throat." Another lick against my chest makes my head spin as he slowly moves his body down my chest.
When he licks wetly across my cockhead I groan loudly, convinced that I've never felt this kind of total pleasure before in my life. I'm eager for more, and not simply because it just feels so fucking good. No, I want to know how much better at this he is than all of the women who have been in his place before.
I have a feeling Dom is going to be a pro.
It's with a practiced tongue that he teases me; in this, apparently, he is choosing to take his time. His nose is nudging the base of my cock and when he pants I can feel his warm breath against my balls. It makes me squirm, it's a delicious kind of teasing action.
Finally, finally, he sucks me into his warm mouth and my back arches involuntarily at the sudden shock of total pleasure that this brings me. He sucks me like a fucking vice, strong and sure and with such delicious pressure like nothing I've ever known before. Dom only grants me access to this bliss for a few seconds before pulling his mouth off.
"You like this," he accuses, my essence shining at both corners of his pillowy mouth. I shake my head, Dom arching one eyebrow in response.
"I love it," I whisper, "more."
"Say it."
"Suck me."
Dom grins, ferally, at my request, almost as though me asking for a blowjob from him was critical to his enjoyment of this moment. Perhaps it was, if his feelings are anything similar to mine, that is. I know that, for me, to hear Dom giving voice to some of the things I've only done to him in my dreams would be something amazing to behold.
He takes me in his mouth again and continues his torture.
The little sighs that escape his lips now and then as he licks a wet trail across my length tickle and I have to bite my lip to keep from bursting out in silly giggles. He tries something new this time, though, nudging my heavy balls with the tip of his nose before letting his tongue dart out to lap at them. This time it's a wanton groan that escapes his lips, and it matches the one that I've just let loose.
Then he's swallowing me whole, going at it like a porn star. It's a million times hotter than that, though, it's like nothing I could ever have fantasized about in my fevered dreams. I've always known what I hoped it would be like if I ever got lucky enough to have Dom touch me so intimately but alas, my wank fantasies were pretty tame when compared to the intensity of the actual moment.
I raise my head, propping myself up on my elbows to watch him better and it's then that I notice his elbow jerking rapidly out of the corner of my eye. He's wanking while he sucks me and that won't do.
"N-ahh! Wait," I hiss, pushing his head away. "Don't wanna come yet, not like this."
With a lick of his lips he sits up and looks at me. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Then tell me how you want to come, Matthew," he says, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"I-" I swallow nervously, but am determined to give as good as he does. I pull him closer for another kiss, my arms sliding around his slim waist, caressing sweat-coated skin. "I want to fill you up," I murmur into his open mouth, one hand sliding between his cheeks, and it's only as I press lightly against his hole with my middle finger that I finish, "here." He positively shivers when he hears that word and to know that I elicited that reaction from him thrills me beyond measure.
"You want to fuck me," he whispers, more as a statement than a question before nodding, leaning in for a kiss. He holds my head gently, cradling my face in his hands as he places deliberate kisses all over my face. Our erections are stubborn and swollen and poking into each others stomachs and the anticipation is almost approaching painful status. As if he needs to rest, Dom leans his forehead against my own and sighs shakily.
"Let me ride you."
Something that resembles a squeak escapes my mouth, much to my embarrassment, but if Dom noticed he is choosing not to acknowledge it thankfully. The thought of me fucking Dom is one thing, but the thought of me fucking him in such a manner makes my balls twitch in anticipation. I must have been lost in my thoughts for longer than I realize because he actually taps me on the shoulder and asks me if I'm alright. My eyes scan his face and I nod with a shaky breath.
"Since we're putting it all out there, can I be very honest with you?"
"Yeah," I whisper, my hands caressing his bare shoulders which are so soft and warm beneath my touch that it only makes me that much harder.
"It's what I was thinking about when you walked in on me," he breathes, licking the corner of my mouth between hot kisses as his mouth then travels to my ear to whisper into it. "It's what I think about nearly every night. Me, moving over your body, you inside me, thick and hard, Matt, so goddamned hard. And..." his voice trails off, Dom lifting his head to look me in the eye once again. He sighs and licks his lips and for a moment I'm terrified that he isn't going to continue and it's imperative that he does - I need to know what else he was going to say; need it more than I need air and water.
"Tell me."
He remains silent for a beat before taking a deep breath and continuing. '"... you always make me scream. Every time. I always come so hard."
"But..."
"What?"
I swallow and force myself to look him in the eye. "What if I disappoint you somehow? I mean, we can't go back from this, Dom. This... it changes things, doesn't it?"
The look on his face is thoughtful; he nods in agreement. "It does. But change can be a good thing."
I nod, still unsure.
"Matt, there is no way that you are going to disappoint me in this, believe me." He kisses me tenderly as he continues. "I don't think you realize just how much you're already a part of me; this is just a physical manifestation of a bond I've felt for some time now. That's how I know you could never disappoint me. Ever. Okay?"
"You really are good at getting into people's pants, aren't you?"
He smirks. "Exceedingly. Now, help open me up, Matthew," he says in a dark, primal voice that I've never heard before but know I can get used to. He nods in the direction of the forgotten vibrator, his eyes glued to my own. It's only when he sees that I have, in fact, reached for the toy that he lies down next to me, spreading his legs to give me access to his body completely. He's using two fingers on himself in preparation.
This means that I'll be able to check "use a vibe on Dom" off of my bucket list, won't it?
"Lube?"
He glances at me. "Use your mouth."
I do, and even though this might be a new toy of mine, it's not the first I've ever owned. Still, of all the things I've done with a vibrator before, the one thing I've never done is put one in my mouth. I just... never had the urge to do that; there's no way that hard plastic could ever compare the feeling of a warm, hard, dick in my mouth, after all.
I wrap my lips around it and wet it to the best of my ability, Dom peering at me from his position on the pillow. The way his eyes darken as he watches me spurs me on and leads me to put my free hand on my own cock, tugging it slowly, my heart thundering in my chest at my boldness. His eyes widen and he twists his hips, no doubt seeking friction for his own neglected erection.
I want to be filthy; to be naughty in a way I never have been before... for him. No, that's not totally true, I want to do it for me. It's like I'm waking up to the man inside me, finally, and the man in question wants this, wants another man's touch. Not a woman's, a man's. I have never, in my whole life, been as turned on as I am right now, here, in bed with my best mate.
"Hurry," he mumbles, his lower lip snagged between his teeth.
The tip of the toy slides inside him and I'm able to realize just how well prepared he is already; the tip is engulfed inside him and he moans. It's shocking to see for someone like me who has never been in this position before and I can't help but marvel that soon it will be hot flesh in place of the toy very shortly, and that it will be my own. Slowly, I twist the toy, Dom groaning into the pillow as he pushes back into it. This goes on for some time until finally he raises up and spreads his legs, removing the vibrator.
Then he's pouncing and in a flash of skin and heat, pushing me roughly into the bed. He straddles me, leaning down to kiss me wetly before positioning himself.
"Christ. You're so thick," he groans, sinking into place atop me. Once he's engulfed me completely he falls forward, his head against my chest, as though he needs a moment to compose himself. I hear and feel a couple of shaky breaths and it occurs to me that perhaps I am hurting him.
"Are you oka-"
"What?"
"I mean, am I hurting you?"
"Oh, Matthew, you're so manly and your dick is soooo big, you beast."
"Is that your porn star voice?"
"Yes. It is. Also, please, Matt, you might be big but I think I can take it," he mocks, good-naturedly. I groan and punch him in the shoulder as he sits up and rolls his hips experimentally, the two of us laughing.
It's different.
It takes my breath away.
Of course it would, though, being my first proper time, the first time that I'm waking up to the true, innate desires inside of me, but still. It's breathtaking.
"Good?' he whispers, palming his dick as he moves slowly above me and that is yet another image that I'll be saving into my fantasy folder, thank you very much.
"Yes. Fuck, yes," I gasp, arching my hips up, my pulse speeding up at the pleasure that rocks through me when I do. "Faster?"
Dom has been beautiful to me for the longest time, but to have him in my lap like this, so open and free... he's nothing short of stunning. His chest is smooth and golden, his torso moving ever so slowly up and down as he sets in to riding me. He clenches around me and my eyes squeeze shut in ecstacy at first but I force them open, determined not to miss a moment of this.
His eyes are part closed, his back arched slightly as he raises one arm above his head, revealing that goddamned skin of his underarm and my dick actually twitches, snug inside him though it may be. I sit up, Dom's eyes meeting my own with a look of surprise as I drag one fingertip over the spot; it elicits a moan from him that is one of the hottest things I've ever heard in my life. I lose track of time as he rides me, falling under his thrall completely.
"How," he breathes some time later, his hips increasing in speed slightly, our foreheads resting together, "how is this so good?" We kiss messily, Dom's hands cupping my face as I pull back to look him in the eye.
"It's us," I reply shakily, opting for total honesty, "I knew it would be." There are other things I could say but a loud moan is all I am capable of as Dom does something with his waist that makes us both see stars.
We're both moving faster now, and a little more awkwardly. Then before I realize what's happening, Dom stops suddenly and looks down at me, eyes wide, panting.
"Switch," he muses, reaching for me and pulling me up with a force I wouldn't have thought he possessed so that he is on his back now, legs spread until they wind around my back. He relaxes into the bed and arches his back with a mewl before meeting my eyes.
"Fuck me proper."
He doesn't have to tell me twice. I pound into him as hard as I can, watching myself slide in and out of his body with each pass and groaning his name loudly. I tear my eyes away to look at him properly and his eyes are closed in bliss, mouth parted as he pushes his arse into every thrust of my hips, with my name, as well as a few choice expletives, on his lips.
He's hot and tight and wet and perfect.
He's also filthy.
I reach for his hand and lick it wetly, his eyes widening in surprise, and cover his dick with it.
"Rub one out for me. Finish what you started when I walked in," I half-pant, half-beg.
"Filthy motherfucker," he shoots back as he obeys, fisting himself rapidly, his eyes on my own.
Conversation devolves from that moment. All we are capable of now are grunts and cries and moans. The bed shakes violently as my hips piston harder and faster as we get closer to completion. Everything that is me is centered between my legs, in a pleasure so pronounced that it's borderline painful. It's me and it's Dom and it's new and it feels better than anything has ever felt before in my life.
"Matt, fuck," he yells, arching his back again as he milks himself, his orgasm engulfing him completely. He drenches his hand and my belly and the sounds he's making are something out of the filthiest wet dream I've ever had. He clenches around me as he comes and that's what sends me over the edge myself. I shake and my hips are moving so fast that I've lost any dignified rhythm I'd held up until now. Now it's all about coming, hard and intensely and perfectly until I fear I'll pass out from the sensation itself.
We keep bucking into each other occasionally as we come down. Dom pulls his dick lazily and is gifted with a pleasurable aftershock that makes him gasp and shudder. He puts his hands on my arse as if to pull me deeper inside of him; I buck into him again, seeking out another drop of white hot pleasure, a high-pitched moan escaping from my lungs as I achieve one, then another.
Eventually there's no more pleasure to be found and I fall forward onto his chest, heaving with labored breaths, noting that he's doing the same thing with a hint of satisfaction.
The silence between that has grown between us in our afterglow is disarming. It makes me wonder just what Dom is thinking and all sorts of negative scenarios begin to run through my head. Dom regrets this; Dom just wanted a fuck and I was available; Dom can do so much better than me; Dom could never want you like you want him to.
"What now?" I say softly, more to myself than to him. I'm pondering precisely how to gather my clothes and get out of here with at least a semblance of dignity.
"Hmm?"
"You're quiet, that's all," I say, kicking myself mentally for making this more awkward than it needs to be.
"Just fucked," he grunts, "recovering. Dominic need rest," he continues in a caveman voice, "Matthew give Dominic good fucking."
I burst out laughing. "Good fucking, eh?"
"Good, hard fucking. Spent. Need food. Make me sandwich, bitch," he continues, ducking as I attempt to smack his arm.
"But since you asked, now," he says in his normal tone of voice, surprising me yet again as he laces our fingers together, "well, like I said earlier, it's a change, isn't it? One that was long overdue." He smiles at me again, and I am stunned to see that it's a bashful smile. We just fucked each other silly, said filthy things in the heat of an intense passion, are lying in a come-soaked bed next to an obscenely large vibrator, and Dominic Howard is holding my hand and blushing.
"And change can be good," I whisper, revisiting his earlier sentiment. I inch closer to him, our heads now on the same pillow.
"It can be intimidating too," he admits, resting his head on my shoulder.
We lie together in silence for a while longer, touching and enjoying this once foreign feeling of how we feel in each other's arms. Dom maps one of my nipples with his pinky finger and giggles almost imperceptibly when I twitch under his touch. I know that I want to see him do things like that again; to see parts of him that I never knew existed, and that is what prompts me to speak.
"I'm game if you are."
When he kisses me again and wraps his arms around me tightly I get my answer.
Author:
millionstarPairing: Belldom, OoS era
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Language, Smut... I can't stress that second one enough.
Summary: A shift in dynamic can change everything.
Feedback: Is appreciated if you're so inclined; either way, just enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse, no profit is being made and this is fiction.
Beta/Support: As always,
dolce_piccante & waltzingstar. Thanks for all your help & support! Author's Note: It's shameful that it's taken me this long to complete CoS, but I finally managed it. So if anyone out there remembers this fic, I hope you enjoy!
One * Two
Too long.
Well.
That's a revelation.
"Would you let me..." Dom mumbles, his lips kissing me suddenly, "let me..."
I nod, much quicker than I intend to, and I'm sure that in doing so I am looking desperate but that's okay. Have you ever wanted something so badly that your brain actually short-circuits in its attempt to achieve it? That's where I am right now, especially because it's something I've wanted for such a long time, and also because it's something that I never thought would come to fruition.
Dom raises one elegant eyebrow and licks his lips. "You would? You'd let me use your pretty new vibrator..." he presses the toy against my shaft and I shudder, "on you, here?" He then sets in torturing me, mimicking the motions he performed on himself earlier. I watch as the toy bumps into my dick, the vibrations so strong that the moisture gathered on my tip shakes free and drips down, coating the vibrator in thick drops.
All I can do is watch because I can't seem to make myself move; everything, every fiber of my being is centered on the zone at the juncture of my thighs. There is nothing else, there is no one else, it's as if time ceases to exist.
I am shocked out of my state by the sight of something decidedly filthy - Dom brings the vibrator to his mouth and laps at it, collecting the drops of my precome on his tongue. He doesn't just lick it, he practically fellates it in front of me, an erotic harbinger of things to come if I am very lucky.
I nearly come from the sight of it.
"Have you ever done that before?" he asks after removing the toy from his mouth with a wet pop, "Sucked dick, I mean."
In light of what's happening between us, I have no idea why I decide to blush so fiercely at his question. Perhaps it's shame, an embarrassment that I'm not as experienced as Dom might be in this particular area. Or perhaps it's that I wish he could understand that there's no other man on this planet that I would even want to give head to. I don't voice this, though, instead I shake my head in response.
He takes my silence to mean discomfort, apparently, because he smiles and brushes the wet hair from my forehead almost tenderly. "I was just curious. I couldn't help but wonder. Have you ever had another man go down on you before?"
Again, I shake my head, my heart pounding. Dom nods.
"Can I be your first?"
"Yes," I answer instantly.
"Do you know," he breathes against my right nipple, "how many times I've thought of sucking you off? Wondered how you tasted, how heavy you'd be in my mouth. Fuck, Matt, I've wanked a hundred times imagining you shooting down my throat." Another lick against my chest makes my head spin as he slowly moves his body down my chest.
When he licks wetly across my cockhead I groan loudly, convinced that I've never felt this kind of total pleasure before in my life. I'm eager for more, and not simply because it just feels so fucking good. No, I want to know how much better at this he is than all of the women who have been in his place before.
I have a feeling Dom is going to be a pro.
It's with a practiced tongue that he teases me; in this, apparently, he is choosing to take his time. His nose is nudging the base of my cock and when he pants I can feel his warm breath against my balls. It makes me squirm, it's a delicious kind of teasing action.
Finally, finally, he sucks me into his warm mouth and my back arches involuntarily at the sudden shock of total pleasure that this brings me. He sucks me like a fucking vice, strong and sure and with such delicious pressure like nothing I've ever known before. Dom only grants me access to this bliss for a few seconds before pulling his mouth off.
"You like this," he accuses, my essence shining at both corners of his pillowy mouth. I shake my head, Dom arching one eyebrow in response.
"I love it," I whisper, "more."
"Say it."
"Suck me."
Dom grins, ferally, at my request, almost as though me asking for a blowjob from him was critical to his enjoyment of this moment. Perhaps it was, if his feelings are anything similar to mine, that is. I know that, for me, to hear Dom giving voice to some of the things I've only done to him in my dreams would be something amazing to behold.
He takes me in his mouth again and continues his torture.
The little sighs that escape his lips now and then as he licks a wet trail across my length tickle and I have to bite my lip to keep from bursting out in silly giggles. He tries something new this time, though, nudging my heavy balls with the tip of his nose before letting his tongue dart out to lap at them. This time it's a wanton groan that escapes his lips, and it matches the one that I've just let loose.
Then he's swallowing me whole, going at it like a porn star. It's a million times hotter than that, though, it's like nothing I could ever have fantasized about in my fevered dreams. I've always known what I hoped it would be like if I ever got lucky enough to have Dom touch me so intimately but alas, my wank fantasies were pretty tame when compared to the intensity of the actual moment.
I raise my head, propping myself up on my elbows to watch him better and it's then that I notice his elbow jerking rapidly out of the corner of my eye. He's wanking while he sucks me and that won't do.
"N-ahh! Wait," I hiss, pushing his head away. "Don't wanna come yet, not like this."
With a lick of his lips he sits up and looks at me. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Then tell me how you want to come, Matthew," he says, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"I-" I swallow nervously, but am determined to give as good as he does. I pull him closer for another kiss, my arms sliding around his slim waist, caressing sweat-coated skin. "I want to fill you up," I murmur into his open mouth, one hand sliding between his cheeks, and it's only as I press lightly against his hole with my middle finger that I finish, "here." He positively shivers when he hears that word and to know that I elicited that reaction from him thrills me beyond measure.
"You want to fuck me," he whispers, more as a statement than a question before nodding, leaning in for a kiss. He holds my head gently, cradling my face in his hands as he places deliberate kisses all over my face. Our erections are stubborn and swollen and poking into each others stomachs and the anticipation is almost approaching painful status. As if he needs to rest, Dom leans his forehead against my own and sighs shakily.
"Let me ride you."
Something that resembles a squeak escapes my mouth, much to my embarrassment, but if Dom noticed he is choosing not to acknowledge it thankfully. The thought of me fucking Dom is one thing, but the thought of me fucking him in such a manner makes my balls twitch in anticipation. I must have been lost in my thoughts for longer than I realize because he actually taps me on the shoulder and asks me if I'm alright. My eyes scan his face and I nod with a shaky breath.
"Since we're putting it all out there, can I be very honest with you?"
"Yeah," I whisper, my hands caressing his bare shoulders which are so soft and warm beneath my touch that it only makes me that much harder.
"It's what I was thinking about when you walked in on me," he breathes, licking the corner of my mouth between hot kisses as his mouth then travels to my ear to whisper into it. "It's what I think about nearly every night. Me, moving over your body, you inside me, thick and hard, Matt, so goddamned hard. And..." his voice trails off, Dom lifting his head to look me in the eye once again. He sighs and licks his lips and for a moment I'm terrified that he isn't going to continue and it's imperative that he does - I need to know what else he was going to say; need it more than I need air and water.
"Tell me."
He remains silent for a beat before taking a deep breath and continuing. '"... you always make me scream. Every time. I always come so hard."
"But..."
"What?"
I swallow and force myself to look him in the eye. "What if I disappoint you somehow? I mean, we can't go back from this, Dom. This... it changes things, doesn't it?"
The look on his face is thoughtful; he nods in agreement. "It does. But change can be a good thing."
I nod, still unsure.
"Matt, there is no way that you are going to disappoint me in this, believe me." He kisses me tenderly as he continues. "I don't think you realize just how much you're already a part of me; this is just a physical manifestation of a bond I've felt for some time now. That's how I know you could never disappoint me. Ever. Okay?"
"You really are good at getting into people's pants, aren't you?"
He smirks. "Exceedingly. Now, help open me up, Matthew," he says in a dark, primal voice that I've never heard before but know I can get used to. He nods in the direction of the forgotten vibrator, his eyes glued to my own. It's only when he sees that I have, in fact, reached for the toy that he lies down next to me, spreading his legs to give me access to his body completely. He's using two fingers on himself in preparation.
This means that I'll be able to check "use a vibe on Dom" off of my bucket list, won't it?
"Lube?"
He glances at me. "Use your mouth."
I do, and even though this might be a new toy of mine, it's not the first I've ever owned. Still, of all the things I've done with a vibrator before, the one thing I've never done is put one in my mouth. I just... never had the urge to do that; there's no way that hard plastic could ever compare the feeling of a warm, hard, dick in my mouth, after all.
I wrap my lips around it and wet it to the best of my ability, Dom peering at me from his position on the pillow. The way his eyes darken as he watches me spurs me on and leads me to put my free hand on my own cock, tugging it slowly, my heart thundering in my chest at my boldness. His eyes widen and he twists his hips, no doubt seeking friction for his own neglected erection.
I want to be filthy; to be naughty in a way I never have been before... for him. No, that's not totally true, I want to do it for me. It's like I'm waking up to the man inside me, finally, and the man in question wants this, wants another man's touch. Not a woman's, a man's. I have never, in my whole life, been as turned on as I am right now, here, in bed with my best mate.
"Hurry," he mumbles, his lower lip snagged between his teeth.
The tip of the toy slides inside him and I'm able to realize just how well prepared he is already; the tip is engulfed inside him and he moans. It's shocking to see for someone like me who has never been in this position before and I can't help but marvel that soon it will be hot flesh in place of the toy very shortly, and that it will be my own. Slowly, I twist the toy, Dom groaning into the pillow as he pushes back into it. This goes on for some time until finally he raises up and spreads his legs, removing the vibrator.
Then he's pouncing and in a flash of skin and heat, pushing me roughly into the bed. He straddles me, leaning down to kiss me wetly before positioning himself.
"Christ. You're so thick," he groans, sinking into place atop me. Once he's engulfed me completely he falls forward, his head against my chest, as though he needs a moment to compose himself. I hear and feel a couple of shaky breaths and it occurs to me that perhaps I am hurting him.
"Are you oka-"
"What?"
"I mean, am I hurting you?"
"Oh, Matthew, you're so manly and your dick is soooo big, you beast."
"Is that your porn star voice?"
"Yes. It is. Also, please, Matt, you might be big but I think I can take it," he mocks, good-naturedly. I groan and punch him in the shoulder as he sits up and rolls his hips experimentally, the two of us laughing.
It's different.
It takes my breath away.
Of course it would, though, being my first proper time, the first time that I'm waking up to the true, innate desires inside of me, but still. It's breathtaking.
"Good?' he whispers, palming his dick as he moves slowly above me and that is yet another image that I'll be saving into my fantasy folder, thank you very much.
"Yes. Fuck, yes," I gasp, arching my hips up, my pulse speeding up at the pleasure that rocks through me when I do. "Faster?"
Dom has been beautiful to me for the longest time, but to have him in my lap like this, so open and free... he's nothing short of stunning. His chest is smooth and golden, his torso moving ever so slowly up and down as he sets in to riding me. He clenches around me and my eyes squeeze shut in ecstacy at first but I force them open, determined not to miss a moment of this.
His eyes are part closed, his back arched slightly as he raises one arm above his head, revealing that goddamned skin of his underarm and my dick actually twitches, snug inside him though it may be. I sit up, Dom's eyes meeting my own with a look of surprise as I drag one fingertip over the spot; it elicits a moan from him that is one of the hottest things I've ever heard in my life. I lose track of time as he rides me, falling under his thrall completely.
"How," he breathes some time later, his hips increasing in speed slightly, our foreheads resting together, "how is this so good?" We kiss messily, Dom's hands cupping my face as I pull back to look him in the eye.
"It's us," I reply shakily, opting for total honesty, "I knew it would be." There are other things I could say but a loud moan is all I am capable of as Dom does something with his waist that makes us both see stars.
We're both moving faster now, and a little more awkwardly. Then before I realize what's happening, Dom stops suddenly and looks down at me, eyes wide, panting.
"Switch," he muses, reaching for me and pulling me up with a force I wouldn't have thought he possessed so that he is on his back now, legs spread until they wind around my back. He relaxes into the bed and arches his back with a mewl before meeting my eyes.
"Fuck me proper."
He doesn't have to tell me twice. I pound into him as hard as I can, watching myself slide in and out of his body with each pass and groaning his name loudly. I tear my eyes away to look at him properly and his eyes are closed in bliss, mouth parted as he pushes his arse into every thrust of my hips, with my name, as well as a few choice expletives, on his lips.
He's hot and tight and wet and perfect.
He's also filthy.
I reach for his hand and lick it wetly, his eyes widening in surprise, and cover his dick with it.
"Rub one out for me. Finish what you started when I walked in," I half-pant, half-beg.
"Filthy motherfucker," he shoots back as he obeys, fisting himself rapidly, his eyes on my own.
Conversation devolves from that moment. All we are capable of now are grunts and cries and moans. The bed shakes violently as my hips piston harder and faster as we get closer to completion. Everything that is me is centered between my legs, in a pleasure so pronounced that it's borderline painful. It's me and it's Dom and it's new and it feels better than anything has ever felt before in my life.
"Matt, fuck," he yells, arching his back again as he milks himself, his orgasm engulfing him completely. He drenches his hand and my belly and the sounds he's making are something out of the filthiest wet dream I've ever had. He clenches around me as he comes and that's what sends me over the edge myself. I shake and my hips are moving so fast that I've lost any dignified rhythm I'd held up until now. Now it's all about coming, hard and intensely and perfectly until I fear I'll pass out from the sensation itself.
We keep bucking into each other occasionally as we come down. Dom pulls his dick lazily and is gifted with a pleasurable aftershock that makes him gasp and shudder. He puts his hands on my arse as if to pull me deeper inside of him; I buck into him again, seeking out another drop of white hot pleasure, a high-pitched moan escaping from my lungs as I achieve one, then another.
Eventually there's no more pleasure to be found and I fall forward onto his chest, heaving with labored breaths, noting that he's doing the same thing with a hint of satisfaction.
The silence between that has grown between us in our afterglow is disarming. It makes me wonder just what Dom is thinking and all sorts of negative scenarios begin to run through my head. Dom regrets this; Dom just wanted a fuck and I was available; Dom can do so much better than me; Dom could never want you like you want him to.
"What now?" I say softly, more to myself than to him. I'm pondering precisely how to gather my clothes and get out of here with at least a semblance of dignity.
"Hmm?"
"You're quiet, that's all," I say, kicking myself mentally for making this more awkward than it needs to be.
"Just fucked," he grunts, "recovering. Dominic need rest," he continues in a caveman voice, "Matthew give Dominic good fucking."
I burst out laughing. "Good fucking, eh?"
"Good, hard fucking. Spent. Need food. Make me sandwich, bitch," he continues, ducking as I attempt to smack his arm.
"But since you asked, now," he says in his normal tone of voice, surprising me yet again as he laces our fingers together, "well, like I said earlier, it's a change, isn't it? One that was long overdue." He smiles at me again, and I am stunned to see that it's a bashful smile. We just fucked each other silly, said filthy things in the heat of an intense passion, are lying in a come-soaked bed next to an obscenely large vibrator, and Dominic Howard is holding my hand and blushing.
"And change can be good," I whisper, revisiting his earlier sentiment. I inch closer to him, our heads now on the same pillow.
"It can be intimidating too," he admits, resting his head on my shoulder.
We lie together in silence for a while longer, touching and enjoying this once foreign feeling of how we feel in each other's arms. Dom maps one of my nipples with his pinky finger and giggles almost imperceptibly when I twitch under his touch. I know that I want to see him do things like that again; to see parts of him that I never knew existed, and that is what prompts me to speak.
"I'm game if you are."
When he kisses me again and wraps his arms around me tightly I get my answer.
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"Make me a sandwich, bitch."
"MAKE ME A SANDWICH, BITCH."
just. fucking PERFECT IS ALL.
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I had to re-read the whole thing because this has been one of my favourite pwps ever, and yknow, it deserves a proper reading. It's got every kink ever. Proper nipple action, vibrator, red!Matt, dom!Dom, the list goes on.
ARMPITS
i just remembered the armpits
ANYWAY. Yeah this was a perfect end. I think half of what I love so much about your writing is that you get the dialogue spot on. You know sometimes when you're reading, and there's a line of speech that doesn't quite sit right, and it throws you off? I don't think I've ever had that with something you've written; every line fits to the point where I can always hear them saying it in my mind. EVEN DOM'S CAVEMAN VOICE. Christ I honestly did an out-loud giggle at that.
You win the everything <3
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Really enjoyed this, will go back and reread it from the start soon :D
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It was so incredibly hot and well written that I think my mind melted down...
I loved that you chose OOS period... There're not enough fics that portray that era that I absolutely adore!!
*hugs*
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Loved it. So much. Actually, I'm off to re-read!
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I'm away from home at the moment with limited time/infrastructure for reading and commenting, so this is a bit of a placeholder, I you will. Proper comment will come after Monday night.
Promise <333
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I might die, but I don't care..cause this is PERFECT!
Just hot as hell. And gosh..anbdkicidcsaòdh
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"Can I be your first?"
"Yes," I answer instantly.
There's something wonderfully simple about this exchange. You really get the sense that they're both kind of awestruck by how important a moment it is for them both.
"How," he breathes some time later, his hips increasing in speed slightly, our foreheads resting together, "how is this so good?" We kiss messily, Dom's hands cupping my face as I pull back to look him in the eye.
I think it's fabulous how even though they've both thought about shagging each other before, it's so much better than either of them anticipated. You captured their mutual surprise really well.
"Just fucked," he grunts, "recovering. Dominic need rest," he continues in a caveman voice, "Matthew give Dominic good fucking."
I can't even describe how much that made me laugh. There were tears in my eyes, honestly. Brilliant ending.
Great job, sweetness!
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That Dom can be very seductive when he wants to be - mmmmm!! Loved every part of this, thanks!! :)
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Oh, that one was great! Loved how their hottest fantasies became true or were even better than they imagined.
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Like, you should've gone "Oh by the way, Nat. I have written perfect porn and you will obiouvsly want to read it because a) Vibrators, b) Red!Matt and c) Dom's motherfucking armpits."
I THINK I'M GOING TO LAY UPON THE FLOOR AND DIE OKAY.
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You know sometimes when you're reading, and there's a line of speech that doesn't quite sit right, and it throws you off? I don't think I've ever had that with something you've written; every line fits to the point where I can always hear them saying it in my mind.
... that's such a compliment that I don't even know where to start. Thank you, R, you've made my week. <3
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You captured their mutual surprise really well.
... I was hoping to do that very thing, so thank you, so much for saying that!
*hugs*
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"Oh by the way, Nat. I have written perfect porn and you will obiouvsly want to read it because a) cheerleader Matt, b) shystudly!Dom and c) a large bed."
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Matthew stared at the box Dominic was holding in front of him. His eyes were wide, his small mouth stuck in the shape of an "o" as he gaped.
"It's... it's a dick."
"Yes it is. It's an impossibly large dick, covered in chocolate and filled with cream."
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Basically my mouth is open in the widest, most delighted grin ever. You SLAY me. I cannot. Oh jesus.
Let's be honest here, I'd love to devour Dom's and/or Matt's (I'm really not choosy) chocolate-covered, cream-filled (hawhaw) dick.
And I am sO HAPPY YOU ARE INCLUDING CAKE!!!!
ily sfm <33333333333333333333333333333333333
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Lolol ily too bb. <33333
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xxx
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