Hello, it's me again. I have a Matt thot. Hope you all enjoy.
18+ smut below the cut(dry humping, slight mean! Matty. that's about it)
"Go on, baby. I've caught ya staring at it more than once." Matt sat back against the couch, extending his arms over the back of it with a wicked smirk.
Your jaw dropped slightly as you shifted. "I-I wasn't."
"You sure about that? Because every time you look at my leg tattoo, you squeeze your legs together."
I snapped my eyes away from the colorful tattoo on his leg and up to Matt's eyes. Words were foreign on my lips as I tried to think of what to say to show that I wasn't affected, even though we both knew that was a lie.
Looking around the empty tour bus, we were alone and with how wound up I was, I knew it wouldn't last long.
"You won't judge me?" I asked, just above a whisper.
Matt's eyes softened. "I'd never judge you, baby. What kind of friend would I be if I judged you?"
Swallowing thickly, I slowly rose from my seat across from him and kneeled down at his legs, adjusting myself so I was resting my aching clit against his shin.
His hand brushed away the hair from my face and urged me on with a curt nod.
"Do you want to be a good girl for me, Y/N?"
I nodded with a whimper. "Yes, Matty."
His cock twitched underneath his shorts and he stuffed his fingers in my mouth.
"Then ride my leg while you choke on my fingers," he ordered.
Taking his fingers down my throat, I sucked on them while rubbing my clit against his bare shine, his body heat burning through the thing material of my leggings.
"Look how pretty you look dry humping my leg. You're so desperate for me, huh?"
Since I couldn't speak, I nodded while going a bit farther on his fingers as the orgasm began to build like a roaring tidal wave.
"You can have it anytime, baby. This leg is yours. All you have to do is ask." Matt took out his phone to snap a few pictures of me.
His name was muffled as I pressed myself tighter against his leg, digging my nails into the tattoo, as I finally came undone.
"Such a good girl," Matt praised while taking his cock out of his shorts, slowly pumping his hand up and down.
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Remember how I said I'm a mood writer and I'm constantly jumping between my works in progress? Yeah, here's a perfect example of that. This is going to be a one shot, not super long(right, like I can write a short one shot). I'm going to try and get it posted later on tonight but no promises. A snippet is posted below the cut!
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I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THIS IS GOING TO BE A VERY DARK FIC. SO PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.
I stood blanketed in darkness, the only light emanating from the salt lamp which rested on the end table. It bathed her face in a faint orange glow and my cock twitched beneath my pants. For weeks my thoughts had been plagued by her and the soft moans that fell from her lips. I was desperate for her, I needed to feel her wrapped around my cock, milking it.
I was late getting here tonight because I was caught up with work so I only had been here for a few moments, watching her sleep.
As my dark eyes dragged down her exposed back, it was then that I noticed she was naked underneath her red sheets and rage filled me. This was a first for her, sleeping naked. I would know because I'd been watching her sleep for the last few days and she always wore an oversized shirt and cotton underwear.
A soft click sounded over her snores and my eyes snapped over to the ensuite bathroom and now the rage was all-consuming as I watched some random man walk out wearing absolutely nothing as he slipped back into bed; her bed.
My girl's bed.
I grasped the handle of the blade that was hiding in my pocket and ever so quietly, tip-toed towards the man's side of the bed, ready to rid yet another obstacle in our path.
You will be mine, angel. Whether you want it or not.
Oh my god, this will be the 3rd time I’ve tried to upload this 🙄 stupid app, hasn’t showed up in the tags twice so I pray this works
Thank you for the request! I’m glad you enjoyed part 1 and I hope you enjoy this one as well!
Noah Sebastian x female reader
No warnings
“Oh for fuck sake!”
You turned your head at Noah’s sudden outburst as you both sat on the sofa in your living room.
“What?”
Noah sighed and threw his phone onto the coffee table in front of you.
“That was my manager, apparently our social media is blowing up because the fans have seen pictures of us with our rings on”
You smirked at him slightly.
“So?”
Noah looked frustrated as he turned his body to face you.
“So? I wanted to try and avoid this for as long as possible, we have only been married for 3 weeks and it’s already out there!”
You picked up your phone which has been on silent and saw that your phone had indeed been blowing up with messages, texts, etc all about you two. When you opened the article, you saw a photo of you two smiling with your coffees and walking hand and hand down the street. Clearly a fan had snapped them and both your rings were on full display.
“God that’s an awful picture of me”
You giggled as Noah looked at you in disbelief, “sorry I just don’t see what the big deal is? They were going to find out eventually”
“The big deal is that half of these ‘fans’ are fucking crazy! I don’t want you being exposed to the hate and the drama that these people bring! I know it’s not all but some of these ‘fans’ will pick apart anything I do!”
You gave your husband a small smile and took his hand in yours.
“Being with a famous, talented and extremely handsome frontman of one of the biggest rock bands in the world right now, was always going to have some backlash. This is no different, I don’t take any notice of the ‘crazy fans’ and most are actually very lovely and respectful”
Noah sighed again and looked defeated.
“I know but…you don’t deserve any hate at all and it’s not fair on you to have to put up with it”
“As I said, comes with the territory. Stop worrying and let me deal with the fans, I’m not going anywhere so the haters will have to get used to it won’t they?”
Noah smiled and nodded before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours softly which you returned.
“Besides, they only hate me because they are jealous that I get to have you every night”
“Oh really?”
You smirked and lent in closer.
“Yeah, in fact, I’m really pretty tired right now”
You watched as Noah’s smile grew and he laced his fingers with yours.
“Well then maybe I need to take you up to bed, it’s only what a good husband would do”
“Always looking after his wife”
Noah stood up with you and started leading you out of the room.
“Of course. Now get up those stairs Mrs Davis”
Anyone happen to have any Matt Dierkes one shots or anything happening please let me know 🙏 I’ve read everything 😭
Pairing: Matt Dierkes x Reader
Authors Note: Alright. This took a little longer to write than I anticipated. Let me know what yall think! Enjoy!
Tags: @thefallennightmare @lma1986 @burning-outx @arkiliastuff @cncohshit @exitwoundsx
Inspired by this video:
When you went to leave the hotel after checkout, you were greeted by a torrential downpour of rain. Luckily one of the other crew guys had offered to load your stuff, but now the bus was parked on the side of the building ready to leave with no cover from the elements in sight.
You loved the rain. How it smelled. How it felt. How it sounded. It was natures white noise that soothed and cooled the warm summer air while replenishing the earth and healing the soul.
The muffled sounds of your favorite Spotify playlist blasted from your phone in your pocket, a soundtrack to the moment.
A moment where your body gave in to impulsive thoughts and had you stepping out into the deluge.
You tilted your head back and let the drops wash over your face, slowly soaking your hair and clothes.
“What the hell are you doing?” A voice yelled from behind you.
You turned to see Matt standing there smiling back at you in disbelief. He stood just inside the doorway, having just settled the hotel bill with the front desk.
“What does it look like Matthew?” You replied, before tilting your head back again, arms stretched out by your side.
“I’m gonna get wet running to the bus anyway so I’m gonna at least take a moment to enjoy it.”
“You’re gonna get sick!” He stated, shaking his head.
“Oh shut up and live a little” you yelled, kicking your foot through the puddling water in his direction.
The force of the kick sent a stream of water up hitting his face and upper body.
He stood there with a shocked expression, making you laugh and kick the puddle again.
More water pelted his body, his black t-shirt now starting to cling to his chest.
“Stop, Y/N” he warned, face now etched with a more serious expression than before.
“Come out here and make me, Dierkes.” You taunted.
You kicked at the water again, hitting your target.
“That’s it!” He yelled, before charging after you.
A scream mixed with laughter escaped your throat as Matt began chasing you across the parking lot.
As you neared the corner of the building and closer to the where the bus was parked. You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist and lift you off your feet, spinning you around.
When he set you down you turned toward him, grabbing his arms to steady yourself. Laughter and the sound heavy breaths from running mixed with the soft sounds of the music still playing in your pocket.
His hands settled on either side of your waist and he gently pulled you closer to him.
His face held a serious expression mixed with a hint of conflict as his brown hazel eyes scanned your face, taking in the sight before him as water droplets rippled off the now waterlogged brim of his hat.
He reached up with his right hand and gently pushed away a few strands of hair that had become plastered to the side of your face.
As he moved, you couldn’t help but notice the elvish script that encircled his wrist marking the bottom of his Lord of the Rings sleeve. It was the exact same script that ran down the length of your spine.
You felt his hand on your cheek and your attention was drawn back to his face. You took notice of his brown eyes, his straight nose, and his pink lips as the pad of his thumb ghosted over your cheek.
He signed and whispered, “Fuck it.”
His lips collided with yours, arm snaking its away around your back pulling you flush against him. You frozen for a moment before your brain registered what was happening and you felt yourself melt into him with a sigh. His lips were warm and firm, but gentle as they slotted against yours. You slid your hands up his arms and over his chest, gripping the wet fabric of his shirt in an attempt to pull him even closer.
He pulled back a moment later and the two of you stood there for what seemed like an eternity as the rain continued to pour. Your ears picked up the faint sound of the phone somehow still playing music in your pocket. The two of you swayed back and forth as the tune eventually came to a close.
“We should probably get to the bus.” He said, breath shaky.
You nodded. But before you could let go, he briefly captured your lips again in one more sweet kiss.
The two of you smiled as you ran toward the rest of the distance to the bus.
What you didn’t know until later was that everyone on the bus saw what had happened and one of the crew guys had recorded your time in the rain. Sending the full video to the both of you to keep.
When they posted it on Twitter later, they had edited out the beginning. So on playback all you could see was the two of you running across the parking lot to the door of the bus and various dialogue from the members inside.
“That’s Dierkes and Y/N!”
“Yeah, that’s Matt and Y/N.”
“That’s even better!”
“Oh. My. God.”
Upon reaching the door, Matt had punched in the access code and let out a loud “AGH!” as the door swung open we climbed inside. As we reached the top of the starts he let out another “AGH” toward the camera before the video ended.
Laughter and joking erupted from the front lounge as the guys began to give their usually serious tour manager flack for being a secret romantic. The two of you simply shared a smile as the jokes continued before rushing off the change and prepare for the journey to the next stop of the tour.
Tbilisi, Georgia
St. Petersburg, Russia
London, England
Paris, France
Thessaloniki, Greece
Rome, Italy
Berlin, Germany
Tokyo, Japan
Montenegro
Mumbai, India
Erm hello 🙊
Care to share the pic?
Shirtless Dierkes🥰🥰
Anonymous/Fragmented Masterlist
Hello my loves! Below is the list of all parts for my fics Anonymous and the sequel Fragmented. Anonymous is completed and Fragmented is a work in progress. If you'd like to be tagged, please let me know! Rated: Explicit.
Thank you for reading!
Warnings: Alcohol abuse, overall abuse, mild violence (ie. bar fights), smut, swearing, and altogether just a lot of fuckery.
+It goes without saying. This is a work of fiction. My words are mine. Plagiarism is a crime.
Taglist: @flowery-mess @lma1986 @myownthoughts12 @poisongirl616 @missduffsblog @reidsblessing @malerieee @jilliemiw86 @thisbicc @xx-like-a-villian-xx @diabolicdiatonics
Anonymous
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Epilogue
Fragmented
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Cleansing your feed and boosting your serotonin. 🫶🏻