your eyes blink open on their own accord and you look around the dark room confused before glancing at the clock that sits on your nightstand. your brows furrow when you can finally see the clock reads 2 am. you never wake up in the middle of the night unless matt is just getting home from work or you had a dream about him.
those types of dreams only occur if matt didn’t let you have any type of release. thinking back on the day, you should’ve known a dream would be appearing since the whole time you were with him, he teased you endlessly with no relief.
he had brought you to the law firm he owns with his best friend foggy. the two of you stayed in his office all day with you sitting on his lap while he worked on paperwork you couldn’t understand.
there had been times through the day when he would delicately run his hands under the dress he picked out for you. trailing his fingertips over the tops of your thighs, loving the way you squirmed on his lap.
if you were standing, he would come up behind you and wrap his hand gently around your neck while he whispered dirty words into your ear before leaving you flustered and with your thoughts.
he loved seeing how greatly he affected you. he loved how he could kiss you once and it would have you begging for his cock, fingers, or mouth.
your thighs press together as your brain instantly reminds you of the amazing things matt could make you feel.
matt may be blind, but he knows every inch of your body like the back of his hand. he has every curve, every freckle, and every spot that makes you beg and writhe memorized.
your head whips to where matt is sleeping next to you as your thighs begin to rub together hoping to ease the ache that’s starting to form without having to wake matt for help.
matt murdock, your boyfriend of three years. you spend every moment you can with each other, unable to get enough.
if you are both working, then you have the same lunch breaks so you can eat together. if you’re off then you’re at his office, helping take calls while he seats you on his lap.
you are both utterly obsessed and in love with each other and you wouldn’t have it any other way.
now, you know you should wake him, but he had a long day at the office today and he needed his sleep. you ignore matt’s voice in your head telling you to wake him up anytime, especially if you’re in need.
with a sigh, you turn and press your back against his chest loving how his body instantly responds by wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer.
“little devil.” his voice is raspy and filled with sleep as he whispers in your ear, his hands moving down to grip your hips. “everything alright?”
“y-yes matt. ever-everything’s fine,” your response is stuttered as your whole body flusters from his touch.
“are you sure? you seem like you’re…in need of something.” he knows, you know he does. you scold yourself in your head for thinking you could keep anything from him. “why didn’t you wake me little devil?”
your eyes flutter closed as he grinds his growing erection into your ass. “i-i didn’t want to bother you.”
“when i said, ‘wake me up for everything and anything especially if you’re in need,’ i meant it.”
“please.” you give in almost instantly when he repeats the phrase he always tells you, pressing yourself fully into him, moving your hips and grinding yourself into his lap to find the release you’ve been looking for.
“you can have anything you want little devil, all you have to do is ask.” warmth fills your senses as one of his hands slides up and down the length of your thigh while the other teases the skin around your neck before it gently wraps around your throat.
“matt,” you start, trying to focus on what to say and not his fingers.
“yes my little devil?” he whispers, his lips kissing and sucking down your neck and shoulders.
“please help me.” he chuckles lowly, smiling against your skin as you gasp when you feel his hand slip through your panties and tease at your clit. he fingers work soft and slow knowing it’s the opposite of what you need. “m-more matt please,” you beg helplessly as you try to grind yourself into his hand but whine when he takes it away.
“oh my sweet little devil wants more,” he coos, two of his fingers dipping into your cunt making your body relax in to his. his fingers move in and out while the palm of his hand presses on your clit.
your body writhes against him as you feel your climax starting to grow. his fingers move faster and he presses harder on your clit making you moan loudly. “please, i’m so clo-close.” you didn’t even have to tell him, he already knew from the way your breathing picked up and how hard you’re clenching around his fingers.
as soon as you were about to let you release take over, he takes his fingers away. “matt!” you whine, when his fingers move to slowly work your clit. not giving you the release you need, but keeping the buzz alive.
“okay im sorry, just had to do it one more time. you’ve been such a good girl for me all day today,” he praises you lightly as you feel using the hand that was around your neck slip off his boxer until his cock springs free.
you let him take control over your body, relaxing yourself as he grips under your thigh and hooks it around his hip. you both are still on your sides, your back pressed against his chest, his hand back around your neck as he moves your panties to the side and begins to slowly fuck his cock into you.
he goes inch by inch, moving agonizingly slow. you know he likes to be gently when you are first starting and ending. working you slowly until he really begins. you gasp and wrap your fingers around the soft silk sheets at the delicious feeling of you stretching around his cock.
“that’s it, little devil. fuck, you take my cock so well.” he groans into the back of your neck, his hand tightening around your throat as he starts to gently thrust into you.
his nails dig into the skin of the thigh that’s hooked around his while yours reach behind both of you and scratch at his lower back as he begins to work his cock into you faster and harder.
“such a needy little devil for me aren’t you?” you nod your head against his shoulder as you grind your hips in tune with his movements. your body starts to tremble as your climax begins to return.
each of his unrelenting thrust continues to build the orgasm you’ve been wanting all day and dreaming about in your sleep. “cum for me sweet devil, you’ve been wanting too all day.”
his fingers are back on your clit, adding the extra pleasure needed to set you off. your orgasm hits you hard from being edged and teased all day. your back arches off of his, pressing yourself further into his lap making his cock lodge deeper inside you, as scream leaves your throat.
“i love when you scream for me. i would say i’m sorry for teasing you all day little devil, but i know you hate it when i lie.” you knows his words to be true because if he was sorry he wouldn’t continue to do it, but he does it almost every day.
“i-i love when you w-wake up so needy for my cock.” he stutters over his words and his movements threaten to slow, making it know he’s near his own release. “y-you’re always so ready for my cock—fuck little devil y-you feel so good wrapped aro-around me,” he whimpers, his hips faltering, hand tightening around your throat as reaches his climax. “fuck,” he curses as he whines and moans into your ear as he cums into you.
you mewl as his cock slips from you and you feel the mix of both of your releases spilling from your cunt. “matt,” you say breathlessly when he fully rolls onto his back and pulls you with him.
your back remains pressed against his chest, even in the new position. his hands lift the shirt of his you are wearing off your body and onto the floor before his fingers pinch and roll at your nipples causing you to moan softly at the feeling, your whole body sensitive to each of his touches.
without so much of a word, his hand leaves your breast and trails down your body to his cock. he gathers his spilled release from your cunt before pushing inside you, fucking his cum back into you.
your eyes roll in pure ecstasy at the new angle and the room is filled with desperate whines and needy moans from the both of you. this is both of your favorite parts of the night, the post orgasm sex.
it’s a slower, more intimate moment. he always goes gently after the first of your climaxes. the more sensitive you are the faster your second release will hit which is why he always goes slower, hoping to prolong it.
“you’re doing so good for me, little devil. always so fucking good for me.” his hips roll up into, not giving you a second to react to his praise before he turns your head to the side and presses your lips together.
one of your hands intertwine with his on your stomach while your lips mold together perfectly. you gasp against his mouth when he brings your interwoven hands to your clit.
he sucks and bites your bottom lip between his teeth, guiding your movements with his fingers on yours, the both of you to rubbing circles on your clit while he delivers continuous thrust.
“matt please,” you beg, breaking free of the kiss when the sensitivity starts to become too much.
his fingers make yours move faster as he continuously hits your g-spot causing a hoarse cry leaves you when your climax unexpectedly takes over.
your body trembles and shakes on top of matt’s as your legs start to shut. “oh no, be a good little devil and keep your legs open.”
you do as he says, opening your shut legs and holding onto his hands with a raspy whine as his once slow, gentle movements become rough and fast.
“you sound so pretty when your sensitive. y-your little cries and whines so fucking—fuck—pretty f-for me.” he can barely finish his sentence before he’s convulsing beneath you, giving into his own second release.
his thrust turn into shallow rolls as he helps both of you ride out your climaxes, whispering soft praises into your ear when his movements halt.
your eyes start become heavy as you struggle to hold them open, already tired from waking up at 2 am but exhausted now after the events that just transpired. “tired now are we little devil?”
you don’t even have to give a response for him to know it’s true.
his hands leave yours, moving them down your shaking legs, delicately massaging and kneading at your muscles.
he works them up your body, massaging his way through each tight muscle, helping calm the shaking. “go on, little devil. rest your eyes while i clean you up.”
he lifts you off his cock, cooing and praising you softly when you cry out lightly at the oversensitivity. you feel the soft silk sheets beneath you once again as he lays you back down, kissing your forehead and lips delicately as you start to let sleep take over.
“sleep my sweet devil, i’ll be here when you wake.”