Welcome to the Family

”Hey Matt, I’m going out to buy some groceries for dinner, want me to grab you something?” I asked. I bit my lip and took a deep, silent breath. Please don’t say you’re coming with me, please, I thought. “You wanna go alone?” responded Matt. “Yeah, I mean, it’s not like it’s gonna be something special. Why don’t you take a shower in the meanwhile?” I tried to distract him. Please, just say yes.

Thank god my tactic worked. Matt stepped into the shower and before he could even think about joining me after it – he was very quick in the shower – I was on my way to a supermarket. It wasn’t far, about five minutes by bike. It didn’t take me long to find everything I needed, and of course I didn’t think twice about buying some condoms. Hey, I’m no Saint, I’m just a woman, too. Since it would be pretty awkward buying too small ones, I got a package of extra large ones. You probably – or hopefully – haven’t seen what I have, but believe me, he needs the XLs.

When I was standing at the caisse, I started to feel somewhat nervous about later tonight. What if it is still too early? When do you think is the right time? Is it enough if both partners think it is? Plus, I still don’t know what he wants. I mean, yes, it is kind of obvious if you think about it, but no, I’m not going to get my hopes up now. Not unless he really tells me there is something. But… Tonight… I haven’t done this in so long, and he must be an expert…

“Madame?” A distant voice abruptly ended my brooding. “Ouais?” I managed to gasp, my cheeks starting to gleam. “Quarante-cinq dollar et cinquante-trois cent, s’il vous plaît,“ the cashier repeated in a calm, but annoyed tone. “Ah,” I said dully while counting my dollars and handing her the desired amount. “Au revoir et une bonne soirée,” she grinned, then pointed at the condoms, “avecça.” God, I forgot how direct Canadians can be, I thought and quickly made my way out of the supermarket before starting to grin myself.

When I opened the apartment door, the first thing I almost bumped into a half-naked Matt. He was walking through the entrance hall just as I entered. I grinned, thinking about when I first met him and almost ran into him as well, but then directed my eyes toward him now. That man is pure eye candy, that’s for sure. And why, why does he have to run around in nothing but a towel? And did he always look so sexy? Or was it just my dirty mind? I'd been thinking about me and him doing it all day, but now as he was there... Gosh, I wanted to do it right now.

“Vicca, didn’t expect you to be home so soon,” Matt chuckled before taking the shopping bag out of my hands. He carried it into the kitchen and I followed him. “Well, I didn’t expect YOU to run around half-naked either,” I grinned and teasingly ran my fingers over his toned abdomen. Hot. “Oh, don’t like it?” he rasped and wiggled his eyebrows, “say one word and I’ll dress myself.” His voice alone was such a turn on.

“Oh, please don’t,” I tried a seductive tone, but I thought I failed badly. Sexy just wasn’t something I would label myself as, but he did seem to like it. “But it’s not fair if you’re dressed and I’m not,” Matt pouted, and before I knew what was happening, he slid my top over my head and carelessly tossed it somewhere. “Better,” he grinned before bending down and crashing his lips on mine. A split second later, his arms were wrapped around me, pulling our bodies closer together. My heart started beating wildly and I let out a gasp. He immediately used the possibility to slip his tongue inside my mouth and it started to battle with mine.

I let my hands wander across his bare skin until they finally found their place around his neck. Matt made a couple of small steps forward without breaking the kiss, gently pinning me against the fridge door. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of our first almost-kiss, where I was backed against a fridge as well. He broke the kiss and threw me a questioning look. “Why are you smiling? I love it when you smile,” he whispered, and I just said, “You know… You, me, against a fridge. Some memories,” and he grinned.

I pulled his head back down on my level and got on my tiptoes, rejoining his sweet lips. He leaned closer and I let me know exactly what I was doing to him by grinding his hard member against my core, only a towel and my pants between us.

I let escape a moan at the thought, and he grabbed my thighs, carefully lifting me off the ground. Matt broke the kiss and started sucking and kissing my neck, hitting all the right nerves. I gasped and breathed heavily. Dinner would have to wait. I wanted this man, I wanted him so badly. And this time, I wanted all of him, no matter how unexperienced I was.

“Matt,” I moaned, “the groceries.” “Fuck the groceries, they can wait,” he hissed, and I completely agreed. “Except for one thing,” I explained, and he reached onto the counter behind him, rummaging in the bag. Suddenly, his annoyed facial expression changed to a dirty grin. He found them. “Someone’s gonna get laid,” he whispered, but threw me a questioning look à la are-you-sure. I nodded and he kissed me, obviously in no hurry. Unlike me. He was slowly driving me insane.

Our tongues battled feverishly and he let his hand run to my breasts, unclasping my bra, while the other one was still holding me up with my legs wrapped around his body and his teeth worked on my neck. That alone was making me feel dizzy with lust. “Matt,” I moaned, and he just hummed a “mhm” or something. He carried me to the guest room and placed me on my bed. His fingers were fumbling with my belt for a few seconds before he slid down my pants after what felt like an eternity. His hand wandered down, gently touching me through my panties, which were probably soaked.

It was, of course, easier for me to ‘undress’ him as he only had a towel around him. Well, now not anymore. I took him in my hands and started slowly stroking him while he slid down my panties. His hands traveled back up my thighs slowly, until he had them where I wanted them the most. He let two fingers slip inside me and I gasped as he started moving them just the way I liked it. He kissed my neck, the valley between my breasts, my navel and my hipbones. And then, his head went even further south.

I buckled my hips when he started licking and sucking on my swollen spot, and his steady rhythm and skilled combination caused me to get to my release in no time. I moaned his name and he cleaned everything up before coming back up to me, kissing me, letting me taste myself. He was right, it wasn’t bad. This time, I knew we weren’t finished, and so did he. I still wanted him closer. “Vicky, I can still wait if…,” he began but I cut him off, surprising even myself, “Matt, shut up, fuck me already.” He grinned at my choice of words and then rasped “Well, if you insist…,” before quickly rolling on a condom and positioning himself between my legs.

“Matt, I haven’t done this in a while,” I whispered, and he just nodded. “I’ll be gentle, don’t worry,” he murmured, “and if there’s anything… If you say stop, I will.” I felt the excitement rise as I felt him rub against my entrance. He gently kissed my lips and when he pulled away, he stared into my eyes with this incredibly soft expression. It was in this minute that I knew: He fell for me. He may not have said it, he may not even have known it himself, but I could read it in his beautiful hazel eyes.

“Matt,” I panted, and it was only then that our eye contact was broken and the magical moment was over. He kissed me deeply again and then slowly filled me up without breaking the kiss. It started to hurt in a good, pleasuring way about half way. But I didn’t say anything, I just let him in completely, whimpering. After a minute of minimal movement, the pain went away and he was able to go faster. Eventually, we found a comfortable pace and after a while, we both reached our peak and then cuddled closely, trying to regain our breaths.

“That was wonderful, Matt. For me at least, for you it was probably boring,” I whispered. He kissed my forehead and replied, “No, Vicca, it was very special to me. It was with you.”

Notes

Oh fucking finally. literally. finally fucking. #badpungame

Yeah I know it's a lot of sexy time at once but whatevs :)

Also make sure to check out the first chapter of my second fanfic "Single honeymoon".

http://www.avengedsevenfoldfanfiction.com/Story/78362/Single-honeymoon/