Theyre So Cute

they’re so cute 🥲🥲🥲🥲

⭒ blurb : calling hamzah your “friend”

bf!hamzah x poc!reader

summary : headcannons/blurb based on the tiktok trend of calling your partner “friend”

mickey speaks : since ppl really liked my first lil blurb imma just play out all my tt fantasies with our fake bf :D also pls send me any hamzah reqs my brain is very empty lmfao!!!!

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you prop your phone up against the vase of flowers on your dining room table, capturing both you and hamzah in frame.

“guysss!! look my friend brought me takeout hibachi for dinner tonight!” you squeal and lift the styrofoam box to show off your meal.

hamzah doesn’t catch it the first time, he’s honestly tweaking because he stopped to get you both dinner right after the gym.

he feels starved but maintains composure and a smile for your tiktok bit

“i just got the basic fried rice, veggies, and chicken. i think my friend got the same, hamzah what’d you get?”

his eyebrows pinch in confusion for a second, “uh yeah, i got the same as you.”

“okay first bites! i’ll have my friend go first” you can’t help but smile when you grab the phone and start to record hamzah, but he’s paused holding his fork in the air.

“why do you keep saying that?” he softly asks through a laugh.

“what?”

“callin’ me your friend?”

“are we not friends...?" "i mean yeah sure but like not just that?" "you're confusing me, just take your bite please we’re gonna run out of time on this”

he nods his head compliantly and exaggerates a hum of “mmm!” after his bite before taking your phone to film yours.

“okay friend, your turn!” he loudly mocks with a wide grin.

you try not to laugh while taking a bite yourself

“it's actually so good, i needed this right now.”

you now record the both of you, “okay my friend and i are gonna finish this and then we’ll be back with more bestie activities!”

as soon as you say 'friend' again hamzah leaves the frame to chuckle through the amount of food in his mouth.

“right, best friend?” you urge some more

he swallows and pettily glances from side to side, “where's the best friend at???”

“okay he’s trippin’ but we’ll be back”

you're both in your bathroom now, hamzah reads over the packaging of two sheet face masks while you pull your hair away from your face with a fuzzy cat-eared headband.

"'kay, now we're gonna do these face masks together, because hamzah’s such a good friend!” you hold and rub his arm.

he puffs his lips and closes his eyes in defeat while shaking his head, “stop,” he looks down at you, noticing your headband, “that’s cute,” he flicks one of the cat ears on your headband.

“you look like one of those get ready with me girls; you'd be like,” he mockingly pretends to push his hair back, “‘get ready with me to lie on the internet!’”

you laugh with him and add to the joke as well, "get ready with me to kill my boy-friend! my friend!" your eyes widen and you try hide the embarrassment.

hamzah quite literally points and laughs, "look at you! even you know you're a damn lie! girl, get outta here!"

cuts to a clip where it’s just hamzah talking to your phone as he shifts the mask around on his face, “i don’t even know if i’m doin’ this right, bruh.” he looks into the camera, “oh hell nah, i look crazy!”

“it feels so weird…” he taps at the slick, cold mask some more before coming close to the camera again, “guys im having a fucking identity crisis. why’s my girlfriend gaslighting me right now?"

“like, i didn’t even know that girls knew how to do that…comment down below right now and give me tips on how to understand women.”

“okay i found one, look how cute!” you’re back and holding another fuzzy headband with a bow in the middle.

hamzah laughs, “i love you, but im not wearing that.”

in the next clip of course he’s wearing it, “aw don't we look so cute?”

finally cuts to a clip of you later that night throwing yourself next to him in bed and flipping the camera to record him as he plays candy crush, curled under the comforter. “hi babbyyyyy! i was joking about the friend thing i know you’re my boyfriend.”

“i know you know i’m your boyfriend,” he distractedly mumbles, laying on his side while continuing to move his thumb around his phone screen.

you flip the camera once more as you wrap an arm around him and squish your face on top of his hooded head. he looks into the camera and smirks to himself when he sees your sweet face.

he sticks his tongue out obnoxiously, yells “goodnight vlog!!!” and covers your phone's camera with his hand forcing a loud cackle out of you.

WAIT CUSSSS

DEVIL’S ADVOCATE

fluff&implied — matt x fem!reader

synopsis: matt and y/n were just friends. sure they’re touchy, and maybe kiss a little, but that’s what friends are for, no?

tags: friends to lovers, use of y/n, use of pet names, she her prns, kissing xox, flirty!matt bc why not, nsfw jokes, implied ending

a/n: based on this req! sorry if you feel ‘robbed’ :/ ive never written full blown smut and im not confident enough in my writing to try it!! lemme know what you think! xx

“it ain’t right for me, is it right for you? if you’re missing me, there is one thing to do”

matt laid comfortably on y/n’s bed, his head resting against her stomach. he was situated between her legs, using her as a pillow while she sat partially up against her headboard.

it was normalcy for them to be this close, watching mindless reality t.v and just appreciating each others presence. regardless of the snarky (yet playful) comments they got about it all, they assured everyone there was nothing to hide. it was simply how they showed each other affection… in a normal, friendly manner.

matt’s fingers ran up and down the sides of her calves, his feather-like touches exciting a soft giggle from her. she shifted at the action, to which he stopped his movements and grabbed onto her legs, keeping them in place.

“stop moving,” he mumbled, his grip still firm on her skin. “‘m comfortable and you’re disturbing me.” she scoffed, rolling her eyes. as if he had eyes on the back of his head, he continued. “don’t roll your eyes at me, sweetheart.”

“you’re tickling me.” she retorted, sighing deeply. “you can’t tickle me and not expect me to react.”

unbeknownst to her, a devious smile grew on the boys face. he sat up slightly, only granting her a split second of relief before he turned to face her now. “so you’re finally admitting you’re ticklish?”

her eyes widened, and she tried and failed to scoot back farther into the headboard away from him. “matt, no.” she fought back a smile, shaking her head quickly. “please, no.”

“huh?” he scrunched his face up in faux thought, pausing for a moment. “what was that? i’m not sure i heard you correctly—”

in an instant, he pounced on her, his slender fingers immediately finding the spot he knew too well between her ribs. a loud squeal escaped her as she fought away from him flailing and kicking her feet.

“matt!” she struggled to get out through her giggles and shrieks. “i can’t breathe!”

and he did — after several minutes of course, although he didn’t move off of her just yet. instead, he stayed hovering over top of her, his chain necklace swinging back and fourth as both of their chests rose and fell almost in sync. his eyes wandered over all of her features, admiring every little detail of his best friend’s face.

she couldn’t help but blush at their closeness. she knew she shouldn’t. she knew it wasn’t right, but she couldn’t help it. a single glance at the boy before her and anyone would be. “matt, get off.” she tried to play it off, pushing her hands into his chest softly in attempt to move the boy.

but he didn’t budge. he didn’t even flinch.

“wait,” he whispered, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “just give me a few more seconds.”

his eyes jumped around her features, burning her cheeks and forcing her eyes to look literally anywhere else. “a few more seconds to what?” she asked sounding embarrassingly nervous. “do i really look that stupid right now?”

his hand came up to fix a stray strand of hair. “no, no,” he reassured, “quite the contrary, actually.”

okay. so that’s far too much.

“now, that’s a big word for you.” she rose on her elbows, her chest almost hitting his and forcing him to sit up finally. his eyes stayed glued on her intently, an unreadable expression on his face. “you’re such a freak.”

“only for you,” he hummed, sitting beside her with his back now rested against the headboard. “only if you want me to be.” he tried poorly to hide his smirk.

she wasn’t sure what it was that made the following statement leave her lips. maybe it was the sleep deprivation from binge watching garbage reality television until whatever unholy hour of the morning it was currently, or maybe it was the fact that her best friend, who she swore was carved from marble and placed in this world just to tease and torment her, had given her the perfect opportunity to finally torment him back.

“and what if i did?”

the question was so innocent, yet felt so dirty for her to be asking. she’d be lying if she said the thoughts hadn’t crossed her mind, and she’d be lying even more if she kept trying to deny the fact that their friendly intimate moments didn’t make her crave more either.

it was a painful place to be, since she always figured that matt would rather die than ever feel the same way. he was just flirtatious, she had concluded, and it didn’t mean a thing.

so deep into her own thoughts she’d missed the way that matt’s eyes widened briefly at her response. their bickering was common, sure, but y/n actually playing along with it was not.

he raised an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly as he glanced at her. “you’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he kept his eyes glued on hers.

“that’s what i just said,” she whispered, subconsciously leaning towards him. “isn’t it?”

“you mustn’t tell lies, angel.” he reciprocated the action, looking at her lips. “you’re a tease.”

“i haven’t a teasing bone in my body.” she mumbled. with their closeness, she practically spoke directly into his mouth.

“hmm,” he hummed, his hand wandering to find room upon her hip. “i’m not sure i believe you. i think i might have to check.”

there was no time to process before his mouth encapsulated hers, moving slowly and in sync in almost a rehearsed fashion. fireworks, butterflies, stars, and all the cheesy metaphors in between couldn’t even begin to describe the feeling that erupted all throughout her torso and beyond. her cheeks burned as they flushed, her lips swollen and her eyelashes fluttering.

his hands roamed wherever they could, pulling her closer and closer to himself. his left hand finally found home on the back of her neck, grasping it tight enough to keep her in place without injury, as he pulled away for air.

he couldn’t hide the smile when he took in her state. her eyes opening slowly and her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. he thought it was pathetic, truly, but he loved the sight.

“aren’t i just the bestestfriend a pretty girl like you could’ve ever hoped for?” he tapped her cheek softly with his free hand. “hm?”

her heart skipped a beat, and although she protested internally, she continued. “so, did you find it?”

he quirked a brow, still holding onto her.

“the teasing bone.” she clarified.

“no,” he smiled, his gaze dropping before he began pulling her mouth towards his once more. “but i found another.”

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— ILL NEVER LOVE ANYONE THE SAME

— BF.ᐟ HAMZAH HEADCANON'S ; pre-relationship + relationship (nsfw included)

⌖ fem! reader, ambiguous race, any size reader, asks and requests are open !! ♡ MINORS DNI.

cw. steamy making out, oral sēx, handjobs, mentions of anal, cockwarming, lowkey sub hamzah.. mentions of 69 position + doggy.

wc. 2,324

NOTE FROM SANA; hello cutie's, This is my first time posting something like this. I know I made a post earlier saying it was going out later that day, but I took a phat nap, and now it's 11:54 p.m. and I'm trying to post this. 😭 I appreciate all the follows I've been getting; it gave me more motivation to get up and finish this fic. you guys have any suggestions on how I can improve my writing would really appreciate it  !! While in the process of making this, didn't know what I wanted to put as the title since I am really bad at coming up with them so I decided to just use a song lyric like most writers do. while writing I was listening to using you by mars argo and yahhh ok sorry for yapping I hope you enjoy ♡︎ reblogs are appreciated !!

⸝⸝⸝ You and Mandy were close friends throughout middle and highschool, but drifted apart when you went to college in the States. Despite keeping in touch, you only reconnected after you had both graduated college and she had settled down with her own place. Mandy shared about her life with her loving boyfriend Martin and his YouTube channel, her dream job as a nurse, and how much she missed you. After weeks of texting and talking to Mandy on the phone the feeling of homesickness set it and you returned to Canada and stayed with her until you could find your own place. No one could have predicted that moving back home would lead to you meeting the love of your life.

PRE-RELATIONSHIP

- You didn’t end up meeting Hamzah until after you had moved in.

- The first time you met him, he had come over to film a video (the great slushy bake-off).

- When you first saw him, you literally couldn’t breathe. You had never yearned for a man so much in your life.

- His ass couldn’t even hold a solid conversation with you, always giving you one-word responses.

- Every single interaction with him is actually so awkward that it hurts. Even Martin is cringing.

- One night he was over, and you had gotten up to smoke, and he had asked if he could join you.

- You thought it would be a one time thing.

- Boy were you wrong.

- From then on, you guys smoked together every time he was over, and honestly, you didn’t mind. You enjoyed his company a lot, maybe too much…

- During this time, he really got to know you, and you were both surprised at how much you had in common.

- His late-night hangouts with you quickly became his favorite part of the day.

- He would impatiently wait for you to ask him to join you on the balcony, to the point where he would just ask you instead.

- That’s how much he craved your presence.

- He was addicted to you; he loved your humor, the way you look at him when you’re passing the blunt back and forth, and the way he could taste your strawberry lipgloss every time he wrapped his soft lips around the filter.

- and one night after smoking a little too much, you got cold, and you both ended up snuggling on the balcony, talking about life and being vulnerable with one another.

- That night pulled you closer, and you began spending time with one another outside of when he came over to the house.

- Whether it be out to eat, at his house when he was editing, going to the mall, or just to smoke together.

- He would always buy you little things and snacks whenever he was out with Martin or just shopping for himself.

- He was always thinking about you. (He would always get you something when they did mukbangs)

- You had also starred in some videos, always in the background joking with them, and have also been a guest on the pod a few times.

- Some pod episodes would just be with you and Hamzah, and those were the fans favorites.

- Everyone could definitely sense some stuff between you, but let’s not say...

- One time Martin was sick and they still needed to film a video, and they had asked you to be Martin's replacement.

- The running gag of the video was that you were Martin, and you were addressed as such.

- y’all were flirting so hard in that video, it was gross. but the slushies loved it.

- After 2 months of constant talking, hanging out, and sharing moments that friends definitely don’t share,

- Hamzah finally asks you out (with pressure from Mandy and Martin because they literally couldn’t stand you not being together)

- You two were at his place, just got done smoking, and were cuddled up on the couch waiting for your DoorDash order.

- He had his hands on the back of your head, just playing with your hair, and your cheek was pressed up against his chest.

- The show on TV is going unwatched.

- He doesn’t know what possessed him to admit his feelings.

- Maybe it was the weed?

- Or all the times he had imagined himself being yours and you being his.

- or was it the feeling of your fingers running up and down his back and how cute you look laying on his chest, so content?

- Was it the way you have a tiny smile on your lips and how your lashes rest against your plump cheeks?

- Definitely not the weed.

- He confessed his love and how he couldn’t handle just being your friend. His voice was cracking, asking you to be his, burrying his curly head into your neck and kissing softly at your collarbone.

- It was almost like he was pleading for you to say that you also feel the same.

- And you did, because, like, why wouldn’t you? Have you seen him?!!3$/7/

- You were so excited, you felt like you were going to throw up.

- Obviously, you guys shared your first kiss, which ended up becoming a make-out session.

- You would’ve stayed the night if you didn’t have work the next day, and you ended up going home high on life and eager to tell Mandy about everything.

- She was disgusted that you chose Hamzah out of all the people, but she was happy to see how giddy you were talking about him.

- That night, you went to bed feeling like the luckiest girl in the world.

RELATIONSHIP

- The day after you guys became official, the first thing he did was post a butt ugly picture of you on his story (probably that fuckass baby filter) with some heart eyes.

- He is actually so clingy that you cannot leave his side for one second.

- Thankfully, in public, he is more tame, but he always has a hand or arm around or on you at all times, like, ma'am, is this man bothering you?…

- You guys always play video games together, and most of the time you carry him because he kind of sucks. (especially in Fortnite..)

- One time while playing sims on the computer, you added yourself to mandy's game file and made it so you and Hamzah were married and had a baby :3

- He loves when you play with his hair, especially after he gets a haircut. He turns into putty.

- Somehow, he always finds a way to bring you up and talk about you.

- He’ll be talking to someone, and they mention something that he knows you like and say, ‘Oh yeah, my girlfriend loves that’ or ‘you know my girlfriend said the same thing’

- Or just start telling stories about you.

- He especially does it with Martin since Martin would always bring up Mandy; it’s kind of like revenge.

- He is always in competition with Martin about who has the better girlfriend.

- And for some reason, ever since you got together, he got more irresistible, which you didn’t even think was possible.

- It has you biting your fist and screaming and crying when you realize that other people also find your boyfriend attractive.

- But at the same time, you also repost Hamzah edits and comment on them because the fans are just so real and they get you.

- He loves to send pictures all the time and just update you on what he is doing whenever you’re not together. He always wants you to feel included in whatever he’s getting into (mostly because he misses you).

- Like, you’ll be at work having a bad day, and he just sends a picture of him and Peter saying that he misses you.

- About 5 months into your guy's relationship, you ended up moving in with him even though you practically lived there because you’re literally there 24/7.

- His attachment issues got worse once you moved in.

- He didn’t even want to go to Martins to film, but you always ended up forcing him to go and tagging along because you wanted some much-needed girl time with Mandy.

- He loves your cooking and will literally gobble up anything you put in front of him.

- You always try to fatten him up because, girl, his thighs are like your favorite thing about him.

- Speaking of thighs, you always love sitting on his lap. Even if there are chairs available to you, you always choose to sit on him.

- and sometimes he even sits on your lap.

- You love the feeling of all his weight on you and the way his thighs expand. You always rub your hands up and down them when he sits on you; it gets him so nervous.

- He is a little spoon always.

- He loves having matching outfits.

- When Martin and Mandy invited you both on the trip to Curaçao, you guys were ecstatic; it was your first trip together. And all he could think about was being in a beautiful place with his pretty girl.

- He took you shopping to get matching swimsuits, hats, sunglasses, and outfits the moment you said you would go on the trip with them.

- He definitely bought you matching camo pants, and he loves sharing his clothes with you. He thinks you look so cute and smell like him.

- He was obsessed with the way the curaçao sun kissed your skin; it was almost hypnotic.

- You took so many pictures of him, like your phone never left your hands. Your camera app was the only app open on your phone

- When he and Martin were having a dance off and he was in that black sleeveless shirt, oh my god...

- He also never stopped taking pictures of you, and for some reason they’re all mediocre or bad photos, and he swears you don’t look as bad as you say you do.

- Like, boy, you captured all four of my chins and that pimple on my back? What are you talking about..

- You guys barely saw Mandy and Martin, which you weren’t complaining about. You and Hamzah mostly spent time at the beach and laid with each other, enjoying the scenery.

- When he and Martin filmed the iguana mukbang, he made sure to take you back to all the places he visited so he could experience it a second time with his other best friend (you!).

- He especially wanted you to try the donuts from that one shop.

- You always make tik-tok videos with him, like you’ll set up the phone before even telling him; he can’t even register that you’re filming him, and he’s just in the background farting and picking his nose.

- He is a certified shit talker and will always take your side, even if he thinks you’re in the wrong

- he loves when you come home from work, excited to tell him the deets about the drama at work

- He knows co-worker names and every single detail about their lives but has never even seen their faces.

- and he is especially invested when the drama includes you. He actually gets so mean you’ve never seen him act like this

- He’s like, "There's no way she’s talking when her husband literally cheated on her with her mother like a girl gets a life,” and you’re both just sitting there agreeing with each other looking like that one duck gif

- just two dumb bitches enabling eachothers behavior

- He’s actually so sassy and will roll his eyes when you say it’s too hot to cuddle or you’re busy with something and you need for him to wait.

- You guys will actually be in a sass war, and he ALWAYS wins, and you ignore him because he can get mean, so you usually give him the silent treatment (you’re not actually mad).

- But it usually ends with him whining for forgiveness and a bunch of kisses and cuddles.

- He’s always carrying stuff for you in his pockets, like your favorite strawberry lipgloss, extra claw clip, your favorite snacks + extra charger cause you always forget to charge your phone before leaving.

- He’s a really good listener. Even when you think he’s not paying attention to your nonstop yapping, he’s always picking up on the little things

- He is the absolute worst when he is drunk, like he’s actually so attached to you he might as well be in your skin, and he’s actually upset he can’t be inside you

- you love when he comes back from the gym cause he just stinks so good.

- You two have matched each others freak..

NSFW

- Hamzah is a MUNCH.

- Man loves being in between your thighs, and honestly, you’re not mad about it

- The way you moan and squeal as the tip of his nose nudges your puffy clit can keep him going for hours

- He loves when you tug on his hair

- The way your hands immediately grab his curls to push him even deeper has him grinding against the bed and his grip against your thighs tingling into painful pleasure that always leaves the prettiest bruises ♡

- He is obsessed with handjobs

-The first time you guys had sēx, you were sitting on his lap, passing the pipe back and forth

-and he just looks so gorgeous when he smokes, and for some reason, you couldn't take it any longer and began kissing down his neck, your hands playing in his hair, and teasingly grinding against him

- His dick got painfully hard, and the pipe forgotten

- your hands trailed down his abdomen, soft hands pulled his thick cock out of his boxers, your eyes blown with lust, mesmerized by the way his creamy tip bubbles with pre

- You pump his cock so deliciously that it has him crying. He genuinely cannot get himself off after getting with you

- That’s when you learned about how Whiney and how much of a baby your big boyfriend turns into when he’s under your touch

- His favorite positions are 69, doggy and missionary :3

- missionary being his number one because he loves to hold your hands as his cock plows your chubby pussy

- He is also weirdly obsessed with your ass; he loves to grab and squeeze the plump flesh, hence his second fav position being doggy

- Hands are always on your ass inside and outside the bedroom he dgaf

- He’s obsessed with the way your ass slams down on his hips when you’re riding him ^.^

- He feels like he’s going to break, and he just can’t get enough of the pap pap pap your ass makes when it meets his pelvis

- the sound of your guys cream mixing together, creating a noisy and messy midsection that always has him hypnotized and asking for more

- He’d definitely suggest anal

- You definitely have more control in the bedroom than he does.

- Most of the time, you initiate sex because he’s always looking so delicious, and of course he accepts it every time because who is he to deny his pretty girl?

- Cockwarming is his favorite thing ever.

- He sees it as a bonding moment where you too are just cuddled up doing your own things, showing each other stupid ass videos while he’s inside you trying not to explode

- He’s had a bad day. Cockwarm him.

- He’s editing a video? Cockwarm him.

- He wants to nap after sex. COCK. WARM. HIM.

i need him now.

₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ Imagine Influencer!Gojo Satoru making a video of you doing his skincare as he stood torso naked in front of you, showing off his Herculean body to the camera. Oh how much he keeps giving u those 'I wanna fuck you' eyes when u would pat the moisturizer on his cheeks, or spread the serum that almost looks like cum--And with that in mind--He makes sure you know he's horny when he smirks and holds your finger to spread the product all over his face that has you remembering him eating you out the night before. It was so intimate and hot, and his fans were sure to make comments about it all over the internet once Satoru posts it on his account, buttttttttt, he'll edit the video later once he finishes fucking u raw in bed until the sun goes up and your hole takes the shape of his dick.

damn.

chris and his fucking hands & arms do something to me every time

he’s so fine bro

a/n: yall asked so i gave!! within the same 24 hours too, crazy.

warnings/content ahead: smut, fluff, suggestive, cutesy stuff, sexual stuff, and all in between, lmk if i miss anything

TOUCHY!MATT HEADCANONS

touchy!matt, who would always catch you in the quietest of times. it would be midnight as you stood in the middle of the kitchen, frozen in place as you checked something on your phone. matt feeling the lack of presence from his bed since you got up, tiredly creeping up from behind you, slowly planting wet delicate kisses on your neck in sleepiness.

touchy!matt, who made sure to brush flimsy hair out of your face when you were talking to him, wanting to see nothing but your eyes in the way, his fingers slowly brushing against your skin as he listened to you attentively.

touchy!matt, who held tightly onto your hands durring stressful situations that would bug him, or you. when something was wrong with either one of you guys, he'd be the first to grab ahold of your hands, providing comfort to the both of you. a silent way of saying he was there for you, vice versa.

touchy!matt, who would nudge his head into the crook of your neck when he was sleepy, feeling his breath fan onto your skin as he breathed in your scent.

touchy!matt, who would spoon you when he already found you asleep, wanting nothing more than to fall into slumber alongside you, intertwined.

touchy!matt, who, when walking too long, say at a mall, notices how bad your feet ached, your limps getting worse as he winced, offering to carry you home. whether it was a piggyback or bridal style, it always took you by surprise just how far he was willing to go so you wouldn't hurt.

touchy!matt, who wanted to lay his head on your lap everytime you watched movies together.

touchy!matt, who loves to say how much he hated the corny shit couples would do, but when the music was just right, and it was late at night, he would jokenly take your hands for a slow dance.

at first you two trip over each other's feet with laughter, but the minute flies, and next thing you knew, you two were swaying against the rhythm of the music, your hands intertwined with the other as he swallowed, lifting his hand to twirl you around, pulling you back in as you rested the side of your head on his chest, continuing to sway to the song.

touchy!matt, who loved giving you forehead kisses, planting them on your head every morning and night, soothing your hair back.

touchy!matt, who craved hugs from you every 4-5 business days, the ones where he crawls on top of you in bed, crushing you so tightly and held it, wanting to feel you chest to chest with him, loving the steady beat of your hearts thumping against each other.

touchy!matt, who would specifically kiss the tiny freckles, moles, or birthmarks on your body, it didn't matter where they were, he wanted even the indifferent parts of your body to feel whole, and his.

touchy!matt, who would always guide your palm to his dick, using your hands to show you just how much he needed you.

touchy!matt, whose favorite position is missionary, loving to see your pretty face scrunch up and whimper because of him, wanting to see the expressions that slipped from your grasp because of him.

touchy!matt, who would eat your tits whole, if he could. spreading open mouthed kisses on them all the way down your stomach, feeling your hand instinctively grip onto his hair when he'd bring his kisses lower.

touchy!matt, who'd chuckle at your neediness for more of his tongue, sending soft vibration through your cunt.

touchy!matt, who would bite your lip when he got desperate when making out. when you'd pull away gasping for air, he'd only just drag your bottom lip back to him with his teeth, needing more of you.

touchy!matt, who'd lock both your hands over your head as he rams into you, his hands pressing against your hand hard on the bedsheets, sliding his fingers past his palms and through the separations of your fingers, interwhining them as his speed quickens and your moans get louder.

touchy!matt, who was also a sucker for slow, intimate and sloppy sex. the kind that leaves you sweaty and full of thoughts, the kind where he can take his time and lick every part of your body, taking his time to memorize every inch with it.

touchy!matt, who would get whiny and bratty if you ignored him for too long, petty enough to return the favor, which would only piss you off more. he didn't like seeing you angry, but oh how he loved it.

touchy!matt, who traces the lines of your lips with his fingers.

touchy!matt, who is on the edge of getting a tattoo decicated to you.

touchy!matt, who acts like he doesn't know about your fantasies of wanting to ride his nose.

touchy!matt, who always felt like he wanted to dig himself into your skin and wear you like a cloak.

"yeah, i think you've brought that up once or twice, matt."

"i just want to put you on and zip you up, maybe when im inside you i could finally feel close enough to you." he rambles.

"i could think of a few way you could put yourself inside me." you blinked up at him.

(chris's version here)