seeing stars
paring: Matt Murdock x fem!reader
wc: 1561
summary: you and Matt share a tender night together after one of his nightly patrols
tags/ warnings: 18+ only. fluff and smut, fingering, unprotected p in v, pullout, praise, aftercare. established relationship. no use of y/n. minors DNI
feedback is always appreciated💌
rewritten 22/01/24
One of your favourite ways to end the day is on the couch with a glass in hand, curled up, reading a good book. It was something you did most nights, tonight being no exception.
Your music softly played over the hustle of Hell's Kitchen, lyrics and beats drowning out the background noise of the city around you. The honks from cars and shouts from pedestrians seamlessly mesh together, blurring behind the closed-off, cosy environment you created for yourself.
It was late. Matt was out on his nightly patrols, fighting crime as he did almost every day - protecting his city in ways only he can. And while you waited for his return home, you immersed yourself in your book, following the words, letting yourself become hooked on the story.
You hear the metal of the fire escape door creek, and your eyes immediately follow the sound, the silhouette of a man dressed in black appearing in the gap - your man dressed in black appearing in the gap.
You clutch over your chest, the action an attempt to calm its wild thumping. "God-- don't do that," you mutter, eyes following him.
"Sorry, sweetheart," he grins, the expression cocky and amused. "Bit late to be up, hm?" he says, slowly walking down the stairs, loosening his muay thai ropes.
You place your marker in your book and close it with a thumb. "Mhm-hm," you hum playfully. "It is. Very."
"What can I say? Busy night," he chuckles, dropping his fabric mask onto the coffee table before resuming the untangling of his robes.
Matt slumps onto the sofa beside you, throwing his head against the back, a soft groan slipping past his lips as he adjusts - getting more comfortable. His hand mindlessly slides up your leg, resting over your thigh as he gives himself a moment to settle back into your calming presence.
Copying him, you adjust, snuggling into his side and resting your head on his shoulder. "Did you get hurt?"
He removes the hand placed over your thigh and drapes it over your shoulder, pulling you into him. "No," he lazily smiles, his hand reaching down - fingers grazing at your side, the action almost teasing.
"Good," you say shortly, tone sweet and pleased. You twist your head in towards him, placing a kiss on his cheek. "I'm glad."
Instead of pulling away, you linger there momentarily, lips brushing against his stubble before you trail a slow line of kisses along his jaw and towards his mouth - turning his face around with a palm on the opposite side of his head.
Without breaking the kiss, Matt manoeuvres you, taking your subtle hinting into initiative by adjusting you both - pushing and laying you flat so he can slot his lower half between yours, hovering above. His weight anchored on his hands either side of you.
You bend at the knee, holding it at his side to feel him just that bit closer - feeling him grow hard against you, cock prodding at the sweet spot between your thighs. Teasing him, you roll your hips up into him, wanting to feel the friction you so desperately needed.
You place your hands either side of his face, palms cupping his jaw as you melt into the makeout, deepening it - accepting his tongue willingly. Lips caressing one another's urgently, needy noises muffled between.
He balances his weight on one arm, slipping his other between you and down the front of your pyjama shorts, fingers leisurely toying at your pussy. Teasing and playing with your folds as he kisses along your jaw, middle finger circling your entrance - the light, delicate touch making you almost shudder against him.
He brushes his finger over your hole, his pad outlining it before easing it in, sliding in up to the last knuckle. Working you open with his hooked, thick finger, slowly pumping into you as he continues the trail of kisses along the side of your throat.
Matt drags his finger from the warmth and sits up on his knees between your spread legs, one hand snaking into the waistband of his pants, the other sliding up your stomach - groping one of your tits. He tugs on his pants, pulling the fabric over his hips, just enough space for his now exposed cock to poke through.
You shimmy yourself out of your shorts and underwear, laying under him with a bare cunt on display, the soft sheen of slick going visibly unappreciated.
His fingers wrap around the base of his cock, giving himself a few short strokes as he guides his head towards you - pushing his tip through the slick of your folds, coating his cock in your wetness before sinking into you.
You take him at your own pace, walls fluttering and loosening around his shaft as he eases more of himself into you - your pussy swallowing little bits of him at a time. Your hand paws at his wrist placed on your waist, fingers enveloping around the thickness, silently pleading and begging him to get closer. Now lingering his chest above yours.
His lips skim over your jaw, trailing even more kisses down the side of your throat, giving you easing, reassuring pecks as he slips more of his cock into you - distracting you from the dull ache between your thighs.
You bend at the knee, holding it at his side - the new angle opening your hips wider, allowing that last bit of his cock to slide in, head hitting at the hilt. You keep him snug to you, arms lazily wrapped around his neck, your other leg entangling with his as your lips shadow each other.
His strokes remain steady, winding his hips into you, consuming you from the inside out. "Sounding so pretty, angel," he murmurs into your mouth, his voice hoarse from the way you wrap yourself around his cock.
Matt quickens the pace. That tightening sensation building within you both - that tensing feeling growing and growing. He fucks into you a little better. More forcefully, more deliberately. The perfect curve of his cock grazing against your gummy ridges in the most sinful and delicious of ways.
He chases your release, wanting to feel you shudder and tighten around him - wanting to feel you cum on his cock. So, he parts from your lips and trails messy open kisses over your cheek, halting when he reaches under your ear.
"You feel so perfect wrapped around me— you're so perfect," he hazily whispers, talking low. "Yeah, that's it," he nods slowly, encouraging you. "You're right there, pretty girl. I can feel it."
With his soft praise, you find yourself gripping onto his dick, tightly clamping around him as you cum. Moaning sweet cries senselessly with your head thrown back.
Your release triggers his own, pumping his thick, warm load in his hand, biting back broken groans as he milks the rest of his cum onto your jittering inner thighs.
Heavily panting, he peels himself from above you, stuffing his dick into the tops of his pants as he extends a hand towards you, nodding for you to take. Smiling. "Let's get cleaned up."
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After your shared shower, you and Matt both find yourselves standing in front of his open bedroom window, the sounds and smells of the 3 AM morning seeping into the apartment.
He stands close behind you, his chin resting on your shoulder, his bare chest pressed into your back as he hugs your middle. He was appreciating you - appreciating you the way you did the stars in the sky.
"I got an idea," you chirp, breaking the comfortable silence.
He hums softly, waiting for you to elaborate.
You step away from him, instead moving to stand behind him. "Okay, so here," you start, placing a finger on the top right of his back. "This here. Is Jupiter," you pause, lining the marking as accurately as possible, wanting to show him what you can see. "It's the brightest in the sky at night. A soft gold, white colour-- she's very pretty."
He hums again, listening to you intently - silently admiring how you're trying to include him.
You drag your finger to the left, grazing over his scarred back. "This is Mars. She's pretty small and like an orangey-red. Then way over here," you pause, lining the placement with your view. "That's Saturn, then back over here... this here. It's my favourite star."
"What does it look like?" he asks, tone warm and curious.
You smile to yourself, wrapping your arms around his middle - hugging him the way he did to you. "Very bright. It sparkles and twinkles. Sometimes, it looks like she changes colour."
"They sound beautiful," he murmurs, placing his hands over your arms, holding you against him.
"I got an idea," you pause, pressing a kiss into his shoulder. "If you're interested. I can get a map of all the stars and constellations I can see around here and then raise the dots on the stars-- so it's like your braille. And you can feel what I see," you ramble, the excitement evident in your voice.
He chuckles, a warm, wide grin on his face. "I would like that," he hums, holding you tighter as you listen to the sounds of the city below.
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Will lock final results in 4 month 4.5.2024
will starto by argonymy cloth from every 200 notes.
also have to follow these listed rules every time I hit the following number of notes.
50 notes: start looking and doing skincare rutine
55 notes: will add 3 days for every reblog fot both chastity and plucked
60 notes: get whore outfit
70 notes: add/extent 2 month to this post lock date
100 notes: will make wishlist
150 notes:Wear panties 24/7 from now on
300 notes: Use feminen exercices
600 notes: Spend $20 on sissy clothes (must be pink)
1200 notes: Spend $40 on sissy clothes (must be pink)
1500 notes: Sit on a 6-inch dildo once week for 30 min
1800 notes: Listen to 1 audio file of sissy hypno before bed
2100 notes: Wear androgynous or feminine clothes at home from now on
2250 notes: start whoring to get money
2400 notes: Practice deepthroating the current sized dildo twice a week
2700 notes: I can cum only via anal or vibrator
3000 notes: Sit on a 7-inch dildo 2 times a week for 30 min
3300 notes: Wear androgynous or feminine clothing in public from now on
3600 notes: Wear only slutty or pink sissy clothing at home
3900 notes: I have to wear a corset under my clothes everyday
4200 notes: Use a large plug now or dildo
4500 notes: Use a smaller cage
4800 notes: I can only watch/listen to girly media, anything masculine or geared towards males is banned
Update over 1month in chastity and the Friday shaving and back to chastity I go
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Daddy's slut
Pairings: Rafe Cameron x Female!Kook reader
Summary: After Rafe gets into another fight with Ward, there's only one way he wants to release his anger and that's by destroying all his girlfriends tight holes.
A/N: This is another short piece that I wrote ages ago. It's not proofread, so I apologize for any misspelled words or grammar mistakes. I'm trying to get back into writing and hoped by posting some of my older writings it might help.
Warnings: I suck at these. Just know it's horribly written smut
"On your knees, Bunny. Daddy needs to fuck that pretty little mouth." Rafe said to you the moment he walked into the bedroom.
He'd gotten into another fight with Ward, and needed to release his anger. What better way than to fuck his girlfriends mouth?
"Yes, Daddy." You replied, getting on your knees in front of him.
"Such a good fucking slut." He grinned smugly, quickly undoing his belt and pulling down his pants as he massive hard dick sprung free, slapping against his abs.
You looked up at him in awe, already feeling the slickness between your thighs. Rafe swore he could cum just from the way you gazed at his dick.
"Open." Was all Rafe said, bending down to tap your glossy lips, to which you obeyed.
Rafe stroked his cock a few times with his right hand, taking his other hand and wrapping it around your hair making a makeshift ponytail.
Without warning, he thrusts forward, shoving his cock inside your pretty little mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat.
"He thinks he can fucking speak to me like that." Rafe grunted, violently fucking your mouth and throat, his cock twitching from the sounds of your cries and gags. "Taking Daddy's cock like the fucking whore you are. So fucking beautiful when you're cock drunk."
Your throat was raw from his cock slamming down it over and over, making you moan as your juices flowed down your thighs. Rafe was never gentle, but when he was pissed he was even more aggressive, fucking your mouth merciless.
As he continued to aggressively fuck your mouth, you felt his cock twitch, letting you know that he was close.
"Fuck, bunny. I'm going to cum down your throat and you're going to swallow every last drop, yeah?" His grunts became louder as he continued to thrust his hips roughly.
Your face was stained with mascara from tears and your throat was raw as fuck, not that you cared. You couldn't get enough of your boyfriend or his dick.
Rafe threw his head back, moaning your name as he coated your throat in his thick cum. Like a good girl, you swallowed every drop, even licking his cock clean.
"Stick your tongue out, let Daddy see."
Looking up at him all doe eyed and with mascara stained cheeks, you stuck your tongue out, showing him it was clean.
"That's Daddy's good little cum slut. You did so well for me, bunny. I think Daddy needs to reward you."
Rafe pulled you up to your feet, smacking your ass hard.
"Get on the fucking bed. It's my turn to taste you. I'm gonna eat that perfect pussy until you cum all over my fucking face. Then Daddy is going to destroy that beautiful pussy."
Like a good girl, you got on Rafe's bed, laying on your back and spreading your legs wide open for him.
"Fuck, look at how wet you are for me, baby. Sucha fucking whore, already dripping from sucking Daddy's cock."
Rafe took two of his long and big fingers, leaning down to rub your slickness. He brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking off your juices as his eyes rolled back.
"You taste so fucking sweet, bunny. Like heaven on my fucking tongue. Now, lay back and let Daddy eat his favorite meal."
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