A7X One Shots

I was getting old; there was no doubt about that. Shit, I was closer to forty than thirty now, and I was feeling my age. I couldn't even keep up with my boys anymore! They were five and three and little fuckers, like I had been. But I loved them more than anything, other than my sweetheart, Val.

Val... that woman still got me going all these years later. Eight years we'd been married, but we'd been together far longer than that. I always knew I would marry her. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, and I was lucky to call her my wife.

"Daddy?" River's little voice came from the doorway of my game room. "Can you read to me and Cash?"

Looking at my watch, I saw it was their bedtime. Time just flew by lately, no matter how much I tried to slow it down. I was always thankful when I got to home and part of the family routine. As much as I loved touring, my family was far more important to me. The rockstar life was starting to lose its appeal, but I would never leave Avenged. They were as much my family as the boys and Val were.

"Okay, little man," I said, scooping him into my arms and heading to his room. "What story do you two want?"

"A real story!"

I laughed as I tucked him and Cash into their beds. "A real story?"

Cash nodded along with his older brother. "Tell us how you fell in love with Mommy."

My eyes widened. Not all of that story could be told, but I could edit as I went. Sitting on River's bed, I thought about how to start.

"Well, Mommy and I met a long time ago. We went to the same school when we were about twelve. I saw Mommy and just instantly felt like there was a connection. She was so pretty, and all I wanted to do was talk to her.

"It took me a long time, but I finally got up the courage to go over and introduce myself. Mom laughed and told me her name. We started spending a lot of time together, but I didn't know I was in love with her. That happened when I was twenty, and we had just released Sounding the Seventh Trumpet.

"Your mom was playing with her hair, listening to our record and nodding along. Val told me how much we'd improved and how we were going to go places. She kept telling me how good it was, even though it really wasn't. Waking the Fallen was what put us on the map.

"Anyway, as your mom was talking about the record, I was just looking at her and thinking about the last few years of our relationship. She was always there for me, and she always supported me. I knew right then that I was in love with her."

I looked down at my boys. They were asleep, which was a surprise because they normally needed a much longer story. Slipping out of the room, I made sure their night light was on before heading upstairs to my bedroom.

Like the old man I was becoming, all I wanted was a hot shower and to sleep. When I entered the room, Val was sitting on our bed and looking at me, tears in her eyes. I rushed over to her, wondering what had happened.

"Babe, why are you crying?" I asked, pulling her in for a hug.

"Nothing," Val said into my chest. "I just overheard your story to the boys. Is that really when you fell in love with me?"

I shook my head. "Val, I fell in love with pieces of you every day since I met you. That was just the day I knew. And the fact that you've stuck by me through all my stupid shit and issues and getting the band up and running means the fucking world to me. I wouldn't be me without you."

I kissed her mouth, like a man hungry. Val and I were never sexually suppressed; we loved what the other did, basically all the time. I couldn't get enough of her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and deepened the kiss, pulling me down on top of her.

I smirked against her lips and picked her up, still craving my shower. Val giggled as I walked us into the bathroom and set her down on the counter. She watched me with hooded eyes as I striped and then gently pulled her clothes off, taking in every delectable inch of my wife.

As I turned to start the water, I felt her hands trace designs on my back and then move to the tattoos adorning my chest and stomach. Val practically had them memorized. When the water was at the right temperature, I pulled her inside and sucked on her neck as the water tumbled down on us.

We had a fancy ass shower, so no matter where you were, you were always wet. Just like my wife was as I trailed a finger down her flat stomach to her core. Another smirk crossed my face as I inserted a finger, reveling in the fact that I still turned my wife on.

Val pressed her chest against mine and pulled a leg up so I could have more leverage and work on her clit. One of her hands found my dick and started to slowly and gently pull and rub, matching the pace I had going on in her.

When we were both sated enough, I picked her up and pushed her against the wall, quickly thrusting into her. Val moaned as I stretched her and pulled my mouth against hers. We kept a slow pace, just enjoying our slick bodies being pressed against each other.

I could feel her nearing and rubbed a thumb around her clit, bringing her closer to her sought after clit. Val clenched around me, and I picked up the pace so I could reach my own release. As soon as she came, I was right after her.

"God, Val, I feel old," I said as I set her down and turned to get soap.

"You are old, Matt." Val picked up the shampoo and laughed at the look on my face. And to think I loved this woman.

Notes

Sorry I haven't updated, my WiFi has been a dick. Enjoy a Matt story.

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