Generally your boyfriend Matt was not a possessive type of guy, but when you both were already his friends, that changed a lot. What would be a normal conversation between two people would have Matt fuming.
"Matt we are just friends for christ sakes." your screamed as you slammed the front door behind you, Matt already halfway up the stairs by the time you kicked you shoes off, watching them bounce off the wall and land upside down.
You heard the bedroom door slam as you landed on the top of the stairs, continuing your way towards the bedroom, opening the door slowly to make sure Matt wasn’t standing right in front of it.
"How could you flirt with him in front of me?" Matt never screamed so this took you by surprise as you stood there, door knob still in hand. "Matt, we are just friends." you gently shoved the door back, listening to it click as it fully shut.
"He was practically throwing himself at you." Matt balled his fist up like he wanted to hit a wall, you subconsciously took a step back towards the door, afraid of what might happen next.
"Cameron and I are just friends, nothing more, baby." you spoke softly, you didn’t think Cameron was flirting with you, all he talked about was how happy he was that his new movie was being filmed along side his best friend. He never took a step at you or moved his body to where it touched yours.
"He likes you, baby." your smiled turned upside down. "He’s told me before." you had absolutely no idea about Cameron’s crush on you, making you feel bad for even talking to him. "I’m…i’m so sorry, Matt. I really didn’t know."
His facial features turning soft as he looked at you, moving his body closer to yours, “I know, i’m sorry for yelling, princess.” His arm snaked around your lower back, pulling your body flush with his.
You watched as he lowered his face to yours, “you’re so perfect, baby.” His lips attaching to yours as his hands slipped under the hem of your shirt. You hands pulled at the short hairs on the base of his neck, a low groan coming from his mouth into the kiss, giving you a prime opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth.
You tongues dancing around each other as he back your body up against the wall, breaking the kiss to pull your shirt over you head. “So perfect.” his lips moving to your neck, kissing down to the valley between you breasts.
Your back arching into him at his touch, your hands moved, tugging at the end of your shirt, wanting it off as soon as possible. “Someones eager.” a chuckle falling from matt’s lips, his bottom lip being pulled in between his teeth.
You could feel the wetness growing between you legs as Matt finally moved his hand down, his hands unbuttoning you jeans, pulling them down in a swift movement, leaving them to pull at your feet.
His hands moved to your thighs, “jump” his words muffled as his lips kissed your neck, sucking gently at the spot behind your ear. You feet bounced off the cool hardwood, Matt’s arm catching you as you landed in his arms.
"Ready, princess?" you nodded your head, gripping your hands around his neck as he pushed himself in. The pleasure overwhelming, your nails scratching down his back, sure to leave red marks in the morning.
"oh god." your head leaned back onto the wall, Matt’s thrusts hard and fast. "You’re so tight, baby." his words through gritted teeth, his hands having a tight grip on your ass.
Matt’s thrusts were getting sloppy, “tell me you’re close?” you nodded your head, feeling the knot coming closer and closer to coming undone. “So close.” you moved your hand to your clit rubbing aimless tight circles, Matt’s lips attaching to your chest.
"oh god." your high washing over you, you nails digging into Matt’s back, your head thrown back against the wall, as Matt held onto you through your body convulsing.
"you’re so perfect." Matt’s own high taking over, his thrusts sloppy as his warm liquid pool inside of you.
You felt Matt lowering you to the floor, holding onto your waist steadying your shaking legs before letting go of you, pulling his pants back up. “You know, if talking to Cameron gets me that every single time.” I winked knowing what it would do to him when he saw it. “I swear, y/n, you better not.”