What is this another installation already had a bit of inspo
Word count 3737(so beautiful)
Mentions of : weed, this chapter also contains smut it’s very awkward but sweet, slightly Subby matty and slightly domgeorge but only if you squint , aftercare AND JUST OUTRIGHT CUTENESS
Warnings : Smut and Weed
George's POV
"George you're as good as me darlin"
As Matty got up to lock his door he pulled the hoodie off placing it on the dresser beside the door and was starting to unbutton his shirt on the way back. "Is this okay?" , I couldn't take my eyes off of him and I nod frantically. He reached the end of the bed and tossed his shirt off in a different direction "can you take yours off for me darlin ?, or would you like me to do it"
"Come ere and do it for me babe", Matty climbed up onto the bed straddling my lap pushing his hands under the hem of my top as my hands connect with his chest and his breath hitches. "Your so fuckin handsome Matty , I swear". My shirt slipping off over my head and Mattys mouth connected back onto my neck , I slid my hands from his chest down his sides to his hips and under his jeans taking hold of his butt "Bab...Baby, Can I ...Can I take ..your jeans off?", I couldn't help the stutter as I was talking , his teeth took hold of my pulse point and he was just nibbling along my neck. I could feel him nod against my neck as his hair tickled my face but I took a hold of his chin raising his face to look at me "I need you to say the words handsome".
"Ye..Yes you can darlin", He sat up for me and guided my hands to the front of his jeans as I unbuttoned them, I could feel his hard on through the fabric as I poped the button open. "George, I've never done this with a Guy, how ..how do we uh..or I mean what...Sorry I don't know what I'm asking"
"I haven't either , we can learn together babe" , I slowly pulled the waistband off his boxers back and then let it spring back softly. "Can I touch you?" , I felt him shudder under my touch and his eyes gloss over.
"Please" , Mattys hips pushed forward just enough so my hands brushed over his erection and I heard him groan and it sent a jolt of arousal through me. I again went to pull the front of his boxers down and slowly pulled everything all the way down as he helped get himself out of his jeans. My eyes scanned his body , and I couldn't help but stare at his dick , it was hard and the tip was red.
"Wow , how long have you uh ..."
"Not long don't worry , but it's all for you George", he leaned down and kissed me his tongue pushing through and I groaned into it but I stopped for a second
"Baby that looks painful"
"No George please I just need you to touch me please, these meds I'm on I know I won't last long, I just , just need your hands on me , please George" Matty guides my hand right to his dick and I wrap my hand around it and I begin to pump him slowly "That's it... yes ...shit that's it", That comment gives me the confidence to continue pumping him with one hand and the other comes to the back of his head pulling him down into a deep , breathless kiss. As I'm pumping him Matty starts grinding into me rolling his hips right against me causing me to groan into the kiss, he just continues to kiss me slowly from my mouth back down to my neck his hands grasping onto my shoulders. "George....can you ...can you go faster baby".
I whisper "as you wish handsome" and I pump him faster as he also grinds faster. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I feel him against me "Oh baby, you feel so good doing that, please don't stop"
His grip gets tighter on my shoulders as his dick twitches and he latches onto my neck with his teeth. "Arghh ...I ca...George keep going please..I'm close" ,
"Matty, lay down for me" , he stops momentarily to look at me. "I wanna taste you baby", he grinds down on me one last time and we both moan into a kiss as he lays down pulling me with him. "Your gunna be the death of me Matty seriously" . I start leaving wet kisses all the way down his body being sure to swipe my tongue over his nipples. And taking extra care to kiss along his happy trail. "I'm going to suck you off now okay" , I look up him through my eyelashes and I could see his back arch as his head is pushing into the pillows
"Yes , Oh my god , yes", his hands find there way to my hair and pull on my roots roughly and it feels amazing. I wrap my lips around his dick feeling the stretch of my lips as I go all the way down slowly. Feeling the head of his dick hit the back of my throat makes me moan around him and Matty's hands pull on my hair harder. "Shit ...George please". I swirl my tongue around his tip as I pull back up and I pull off with a pop. I rest my head on his thigh for a second. The whine that escaped his mouth was angelic
"Please what love"
"Please don't stop...I was so close just then George...I swear you're teasing me" , the look on his face was devine, his eyes were hooded and there was barley any brown left in them, there was a sheen of sweat across his hairline and his lips were red and swollen.
"Anything for you baby", I got right back to sucking him off, my own erection was pulsing in my jogger and I had to touch myself. The hand that ain't holding Matty's hips slide down my body and into my own jeans and I begin pumping myself at the same pace I'm sucking Matty at. The moment my hands connect with myself I moan around Matty's dick again and I felt it twitch in my mouth
"Baby...arghh...I'm...I thi...I'm gunna cum , please....can I" , his breath is coming out ragged and he's moaning my name. I nod around him as my hand begins to get faster around myself and I know I'm not going to last long, I keep moaning around him and I feel his hot thick ropes explode in my mouth as his hole body tenses under me and he groans my name. I pull of him quite fast and I sit up on my knees as I pump myself faster
"Matty, I need you, please", Matty’s hand ever so softly takes hold of me and we jerk me off together I double over as I feel my orgasm coming "oh my god .... Yes... that's it ...I'm cumming" , I explode over both of our hands and immediately fall to his side as we both try to catch our breath , both of our chests heaving rapidly "Wow ...that was definitely something ....Jesus Matty".
"You can say that again ...Jesus Christ", Matty rolls over to face me and begins to trailing his hands down my chest "we need to clean up then get some dinner cuz I'm starving", we both giggle at that and I get up
"I'll be right back sweetheart", I come back with some tissue and a glass of water and place the glass beside him then carefully wipe off any residue of my cum off his chest. "Want me to help you get dressed sweetheart" , I ask as I pick up my t-shirt and pull it back on.
"Sure", Matty sits up against the headboard as I make my way over to pick up the hoodie from the chair where he left it and his jeans from the floor. "Boxers are in the top drawer ", I also get some boxers for him and make my way back over
"Arms up", He raises his arms up over his head as I pull the hoodie over him, his face pops through the top and I kiss his nose and ruffle his hair. It makes us both chuckle again. "Stand up for me and put your hands on my shoulder" , he does so and steps into his boxers as I hold them out for him and he does the same with his jeans. I pull him into a soft lingering kiss I can't help but smile into it. "Let's go get some food yeh!"
"Yeh , OH I got you noodles" , he looks so excited as he tells me this and it makes me smile and take his hand as we leave his room
"Did you really?"
"Yeh, your always eating them on call, guessed you liked them , so I got loads", he's so fuckin cute sometimes and it really impressed me that he remembers the little things.
When we get down to the kitchen his mum is sitting on the bar stool at the breakfast bar and she smiles as we come in hand-in-hand "Hi boys, how are you doing", we watched her take a sip of he coffee and smile over the rim. "Next time Matty try make sure no-one is in next time you need to be doing that stuff , your dad took Lou out on a walk", the blush that creeped up Matty's face was a sight to see.
"Sorry Mum", We awkwardly shuffle over to the cupboard letting go of each other hands and Matty starts getting the noodles ready to heat up. I tentatively take a seat next to his mum.
"So, this is George am I correct", his mum extends her hand to me and I take it giving it a simple shake as she tells me that her name is Denise and she's very happy to meet the boy that has helped Matty out a lot recently. She asks us if we had any plans for the rest of the night since it’s about 8 o’clock and we’d been upstairs since we got in and as Matty is handing me the noodles he mentions that he wants to go up to the skatepark for a while after we’ve eaten. I spot Denise give Matty a look , I sense some tension but I don’t say anything. Although Matty does reassure her that everything will be fine as he shovels noodles in his mouth like he hasn’t eaten in days “please dont worry Denise , I’ll look after him”
“Thank you love” , Denise smiles at us both and leaves, I smile up at Matty he’s really enjoying those noodles.
“So what happened at the skate park I could sense some tension”, Matty shrugs and looks around.
“Nothing happened , it’s just cuz it’s late and she doesn’t want me going out late because you know , dealers and stuff”, The noodles that he picked out where exactly the type that I buy all the time I don’t know how he could have known these were the ones I liked, I nod along with what he said because I get where his mum is coming from, and we sit in a peaceful silence for a while. Until Matty gets up and bins the pot that the noodles where in and climbs up onto the cabinet like literally climbs. It makes me lose myself in laughter.
“What are you doing dingus?” , he freezes as he grabs something from the cupboard on the top shelf and looks at me sheepishly.
“Just getting some stuff to roll a joint with for the park, I keep it up here so Lou can’t get it”, I’m still lost in laughs but I nod along and agree with him, I finish my noodles and stand with him as we roll a joint together, as I’m watching him do it I notice that he rolls his the opposite way to mine and I ask him if he’s left handed which he says yes to and smiles as he sticks the joint behind his ear and wrap his arms around my waist while I finish rolling mine
“You ready ?”
“Just let me grab our shoes, I’ll run and get yours, do you have a specific pair you want” , he informs me that he doesn’t mind so long as it’s a pair of vans , so I jog upstairs grabbing my red converse and a pair of black and white checkered vans from Matty’s shoewrack and I notice the rabbit hat on his dresser and pick that up too, Matty is stood at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me and I pull the hat over his head and cover his eyes and hand him his shoes
“Hey I can’t see at the best of times, this is very mean”, he adjust the hat on his head as we both sit on the bottom step pulling our shoes on, another difference I notice is where I tie my laces , Matty doesn’t he just simply tucks the laces into his shoes and jumps back up dusting his jeans off “ready?”
“Yeh”
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Matty’s POV
I didn’t bring my boards with us but once we reached the skatepark it was empty so I bet George that I could beat him to the top of the halfpipe, we let each others hand go and we bolt over ti the graffiti covered concrete of the halfpipe , George quickly pulls himself up, leaving me to struggle (I’m not very strong), After a couple of seconds he offers me a hand and he pulls me up. Our legs are dangling off the edge as he pulls me into him. I’m leaning on his shoulder for a second until I decide to flop down laying on my side and put my head in his lap.
“I think I won that one sweet one”, I just mumble a quick “mhm” and I feel myself fully relax into him. “What we doing here then my love?”, I pull the joint from behind my ear and search around in my pocket for my lighter , finally sparking up when I find it watching the ember glow
“Just wanted to smoke under the stars in peace with you and I wanted to ask you something without prying eyes”, I quickly pass George my lighter watching his joint light up under the moon light. He nods as he inhales , I mirror him before exhaling the smoke and smile up at him.
As he exhaled his smoke I watch him smile back, “Ask away love”, he leans back slightly leaning on one arm while the other removes the joint from his lips as he watches me thinking through what I want to ask. I close my eyes and I take another drag before asking.
“Well you know how we’ve known each other for nearly a month now , and we clearly like each other yeh ?” , I watch George just nod at me before I continued. “And now that we’ve met , I feel this mad connection with you, like I guess I already felt it , like even from our first conversation I could feel it”, again I pause as we both take another drag watching each other just enjoy the piece although George mouth a yes at me as the smoke leaves his mouth. “I was wondering , If you uh maybe wanted to officially, I don’t know be mine, my uh boyfriend or whatever?”
A smile grows in George’s face as he looks down at me. “ You know what I’d love to be your boyfriend or whatever” his eyes sparkle in the moonlight.
“Shut up, you know what I meant , but if your serious”
“Dead serious, I want nothing more than to be able to call you mine”, he brushes the end of the joint on the concrete then flings it over the edge of the railing and leans down and pecks my lips, he then takes my quickly disintegrating joint from my fingers. “Can I shotgun you?”
“God, yeh”, I pull myself up as he shuffles closer to the back of the halfpipe so he can lean against the railing and I can straddle his lap, he holds my waist with one hand and my hands rest on his shoulder, He raises the joint to his lips inhaling deeply pretty much inhaling the rest of the joint, holding it in as he throws the remainder away and pulls me into his as our lips brush each other I open up as he exhales into me. In inhale the last of it but I exhale as my head falls onto his shoulder and I pull him into a hug.
“Your so pretty Matty honestly so pretty”, I feel him kiss my head, “Do you wanna watch the stars baby” , I nod into his shoulder and he helps my turn into his lap , I sit between his legs with his chest against my back his arms wrap around my mid section, his lips make a connection with my neck as his hands rest under my shirt. I can’t help it when my head Luls backward onto his shoulder again. “You want to put some music on handsome”
“Okay, my phones in my pocket can you get it for me”, one of his hands fall out of my shirt and pulls my phone from my pocket , I feel his chest vibrate as he giggles a little, I look up at him knowing fine well what he’s laughing at but decide to play innocent “what?”
“You really have me as you screensaver already ?”
“Do you not?”, I watch a blush crawl up his face which answers the question for me as he tries to hide his face in the crook of my neck. “I thought so”. I have no password on my phone as Lou is always one it. He slowly makes his way through my Spotify trying to find a song. I hear the soft notes of song that I didn’t really know start playing it sounds upbeat as the lyrics come through “what is this?”
“Just the twink anthem of the year”, I look with a slightly confused look on my face as a sign for him to elaborate a bit more “Rush by Troye Sivan , it’s literally about poppers, the video is full of twinks” , he chuckles before telling me the rest of his thought “I bet you’d look great in the video to be honest”
“No way am I a twink Mr Daniel” , this revelation makes him laugh again even more. The sound being so contagious that it makes me laugh too.
“Matty darlin , you’re cute but you’re the literal definition of twink my love”
“If you insist”, the song continues to play and I can’t help but slightly lose myself in it , “it’s actually pretty good” , as it dies out , George picks up my phone again and immediately begins to find another song. But this time the song that comes on next I know all to well
As it plays George turns it up to full blast and at the chorus we both begin to shout “YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH A PSYCHO” and jump up and pretend where actually singing to each other making a complete arse of ourselves. “I didn’t know you liked Kasabian George , you are full of surprises”
“I saw them when I was 11 with my dad in like 2018, it was actually insane”, The next few songs on the list are Kasabian songs and we both just dance around having the times of our lives until I run out of breath and have to stop for a second.
“It’s getting pretty cold , do you think we should head back now”
“If you’d like , we can go home , get in bed and relax , watch a movie , bit of Game or Thrones or even play something, how’s that sound ?”
“It sounds great” , so that’s what we do George jumps down and helps me off the top of the halfpipe with the state my ankles are in , any of my bones are really, if I landed wrong I would sure as hell snap them.
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The walk back to mine was peaceful, We walked hand-in-hand, Showing George a few of my favourite spots to shop, We walked past Ross’
Once we got in everyone must have gone to bed because the house was quiet, We kicked our shoes off at the door and ran like a heard of elephants up the stairs to my room. “So what do you wanna do?”
“Film ?, I’ll get changed , brush my teeth and stuff and you can decide” , George looks around in his suitcase for some clean boxers and clean T-shirt pulling out a bag with his toothbrush and tooth paste “I’ll be back in a second”
I watch him make his way into the bathroom before I remove my jeans from my legs, and pull off my socks, perch myself on the end of my bed and flick through a million films on Netflix before I come across “The Imitation Game” , that’s what I wanna watch right now. I set my laptop up on my bed. I know we could watch it on my TV but watching it on my laptop cuddled up together just feels better and more intimate. After about five minutes George comes back and crawls into bed trying to catch what I put on. “Nope it’s a secret you have to wait till I come back to see”
“If you say so” , I quickly run to the bathroom , brush my teeth and pee then come back and crawl into bed next to him and cuddle up into he’s chest. I press play and wait for the film to start. The minute the audio starts to play George’s says “This film is awesome I love it so much , this guy was such a pioneer for so many reasons , Good choice my love”
And this is what we do for the rest of the night, I can’t say either of us made it to the end of the film. I know George didn’t he was out like a light at least 45 minutes in snoring away peacefully and I wasn’t to far behind him, falling asleep to the feel of his chest rising and falling under me and the sound of the film in the background
Sorry but why is baby Matty Healy , Eric from Mr Magoriums WonderEmporiam (can’t spell it)
Any other lives cuz the guy I was using had to go ?!!!
OMG HOW DID I GET THE AGE GAP WRONG , I HAVE LOUIS AND MATTY AGE GAP IN MY FANFIC AS 10 YEAR DIFFERENCE OMG ITS 12 NOT 10 🫢😬🫢😬🫢
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that’s baby girl right there
Dudesssss , CAN I GET A VITE ONE WHAT WE THINK THE BEST GEORGE OUTFIT IS OR WAS
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Sobbing 😭
Just read your reply to an ask about a fix of matty singing them to sleep and the suggestion/idea of fictional Matty singing fictional George or vice versa to sleep has me wanting to eat my hand and sob (in a good way) 😭
The best way to deal with your self imposed stress of not finishing a fic by your self dictated deadline is obviously to work on a different one 😂 I felt really bad that I wasn't able to fill that one prompt request for that anon looking for a matty x reader blurb where he sung the reader to sleep (I don't see myself ever writing x reader fic i'm sorry!! there are so many wonderful talented people who do though! that's just not my writing niche unfortunately) ... but like was totally down to write one of him singing fictional!George to sleep, and then I saw that YOU lovely anon had sent this in in response to that ask, so obviously I had to jump it to the top of my massive list of prompt fill requests that I really do promise I will finish in 2024 lol
So, alas, here it is, Fictional!Matty sining Fictional!George to sleep. I hope you like it, if not let me know and I will attempt a take two! Thank you so much for sending this in though, and for reading, and being so lovely and supportive! I hope you have a very happy new year and a great rest of your week!
❤️Ally
Singing to sleep
George was sick, and George never got sick. Matty was at his wits end, he was the one with the shit immune system. He was the one who didn’t take care of himself and allowed his body to get run down, seeming to constantly be coming down with a perpetual case of the sniffles. George did yoga. George remembered to eat, and drank water, and got the recommended eight hours of sleep each night. He wasn’t supposed to be congested and running a fever, a trail of used tissues laid out like bread crumbs as if he would lose his way back to the bedroom without them.
George wasn’t supposed to be arguing with Matty that he wasn’t sick when he clearly was. Shaking his head, his voice rough and nasally, insisting that he was fine even as he had to halt his argument every few minutes to cough. George was not supposed to be sick, and with a sinking realization, Matty was learning that George was an even worse patient than he was.
“Please,” Matty begged, he knew he looked ridiculous wearing the frilly apron his Mum had gotten him as a joke when they had bought the new house and Matty had shown her the high end kitchen as if he was going to actually use it. The joke was on her, he was wearing the apron and currently trying to use the kitchen. “Please just go lay back down.”
“I’m fine,” George rasped again before breaking off into another coughing fit, his arms wrapped around himself as he shivered. Matty glanced at the clock on the stove, it was still too soon for him to take another dose of paracetamol.
“You are not fine!” Matty snapped, turning away from the stove and the soup that he hoped was simmering and not boiling, he wasn’t entirely sure of the difference. He waved his wooden spoon at George for dramatic effect. “You need to go lay down and get some fucking rest so you can get better!”
George opened his mouth and Matty waved the spoon more aggressively, flicking his wrist at George. “No, no arguments, upstairs, now please, let’s go.” Matty said, nudging George’s shoulder so that he could guide him towards the staircase.
George sighed, breaking off into another coughing fit, his shoulders shaking before doing as Matty said. He padded barefoot towards the stairs, Matty hot on his heels to make sure he actually got into bed instead of trying to snag his work laptop out of the office. The soup would be okay for a few minutes without him, Matty thought as they climbed the stairs. He wasn’t entirely sure what he was supposed to be watching for anyway, or what he was even supposed to do if it did do something.
Realizing he was still holding the spoon, Matty sheepishly sat it down on the dresser, brushing past George to fluff up his pillows and blankets.
“Get in the bed,” he said, holding his arms out as if he was a briefcase girl on a game show.
“You trying to take advantage of me?” George rasped, batting his eyelashes teasingly, the effect was lost though by the glassy sheen of his eyes and his dry red nose.
“Always,” Matty deadpanned and George sighed, climbing back into bed and allowing Matty to rearrange the blankets around him while he pouted like a child.
“Now get some rest,” Matty said, leaning down one last time to press a kiss to George’s forehead, frowning when he realized just how hot it was. He turned away, planning on heading into the bathroom to get George a damp wash rag to try and cool him down some before returning to his soup when George caught his wrist.
“Wait,” said George looking up at Matty, looking extra pathetic with his pale skin, red nose and shiny eyes.
“I’ll be right back,” Matty assured him, his heart squeezing. “I’m just going to get you a cold rag.”
“I’m fine,” George said again, his voice convincing absolutely no one. “But will you,” George flushed, and Matty wasn’t sure if it was from fever or embarrassment. George swallowed hard, his sore throat bobbing painfully. “Will you sing to me?”
Matty blinked, in confusion, not expecting the request. “What?” he asked dumbly and George’s blush deepened, embarrassment it is then, Matty thought fondly, his heart flipping at the request.
“Will you sing me something?” George asked again, his eyes wide and earnest. “Please.”
Matty exhaled slowly, he wanted to get George a cold wash rag for his forehead, and he needed to go check on his soup. But who was he to refuse George a song when he was poorly.
“Yeah,” said Matty softly, feeling like his insides had turned to goo with just how much he loved George. “Yeah, I can sing you something.”
His Gibson Hummingbird was leaning against a decorative chair where he had left it two days prior, and he winced, knowing he should have put it away properly but thankful for his laziness as he scooped it up, feeling silly as he quickly tuned it and sat down on the edge of the bed.
He played the opening chord and George smiled, instantly recognizing the song.
Tell me what you thought about
When you were gone and so alone
The worst is over
You can have the best of me
We got older but we're still young
We never grew out of this feeling that we won't give up
George was asleep, snoring softly, before Matty even finished the song.
i just had an a wild thought , I lied , the first band that got me to wanna be a band apparently wasn’t t75 , it was The Kaiser Chiefs THEN t75 😂🤦😂🤦😂