[ matt can't quite remember when or how things with scott went from 'having a good time with a fun guy' to 'desperate not to let him go', but here he is now. and every single thing scott lang does just reinforces how lucky matt feels. how hard he's willing to work to be worth that kind of luck.
something heavy inside lifts when scott's around, and he gets more addicted to that feeling every day.
it takes time to reply, to find the right words and fit them in the slender spaces between kisses. especially when his body would just as soon shut down and let the needs of his body take over. ]
Fair exchange. Yours for mine.
[ a moan catches in his chest, his body arching toward the perfect sting of scott's nails, and there's no way scott could possibly not hear matt's heart pound. ] I can tell. [ it's not teasing so much as it's a breathless acknowledgment that yeah, he is tracking every tiny change in scent and sound. sliding his hands around from scott's hips to his ass, matt pulls him closer while he mouths and gently bites at his jaw. ]
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something heavy inside lifts when scott's around, and he gets more addicted to that feeling every day.
it takes time to reply, to find the right words and fit them in the slender spaces between kisses. especially when his body would just as soon shut down and let the needs of his body take over. ]
Fair exchange. Yours for mine.
[ a moan catches in his chest, his body arching toward the perfect sting of scott's nails, and there's no way scott could possibly not hear matt's heart pound. ] I can tell. [ it's not teasing so much as it's a breathless acknowledgment that yeah, he is tracking every tiny change in scent and sound. sliding his hands around from scott's hips to his ass, matt pulls him closer while he mouths and gently bites at his jaw. ]
God. I can take care of that problem.