The plot line is all over the place, I know. But I feel like everything I've written lately has been. The few stories in my drafts are the same. Maybe it's just my own self doubt but idk anyone.
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Today was like any other day in quarantine. You eventually wake up in your shared bed with Matthew and try to actually wake up. As you're rubbing your eyes and yawning, your boyfriend got up too.
"Mmm...good morning." He said mid yawn
"Morning love." You reply and stretch out. Your back cracks super loudly when you twist and you both are startled. You look at Matthew and start hysterically laughing together.
"Okay! Anyways, did you want to go to the park with me? I feel like journaling today." He suggested
"Yeah! That sounds awesome!" You exclaimed and start getting dressed for the day. You changed into high waisted jeans, a dark brown turtleneck, and a warm brown fleece trench coat with your converse. Mathew changed into his usual quirky sweater, some jeans, and a brown trench coat too. And of course, your masks. You decided to drive to the park and walk around. After arriving, you walk hand in hand along the walkway and find a nice spot under a tree in the sun to stay warm from the wind.
Since you parked a little ways away, you had a bit of distance to the park entrance and your spot. With that, something happened that doesn't happen that often.
Click! Click!
"Matthew! Matthew!"
"Mr Gubler!"
Flash! Flash!
Looking over your shoulders, you see a man with a big video camera on his shoulder, a woman with another camera, and one man with a microphone. You and Matthew look at each other with wide eyes. You weren't public yet so Matthew and you picked up speed. Unfortunately they were right on your tail.
"Matthew! Matthew Gray Gubler, hello!" He exclaimed
"Hello." Matthew said politely despite being annoyed
"Who are you with Matthew?!"
"This is (*Fake Name*)." He said and squeezed your hand. You tried not to laugh out loud but accidentally snickered into your shoulder.
"And is (*Fake Name*) your girlfriend?!" He asked annoyingly
"Nope, she's my secret sister! Goodbye!" He smirks which made you cackle. Matthew picked you up into a piggyback and ran into the park. Both of you laughed gleefully all the way to your spot under a tree. Laughing like crazy kids, you eventually plop down in the grass.
"That was so funny!!!"
"'Your secret sister'?! Where did that come from?"
"Just the first thing that came into my mind."
"Well you're quite the comedic genius."
Matthew grabs his backpack and gets the blanket out to sit on. Along with some packed snacks, he opens his journal and grabs the art supplies. You grab your favorite Jane Austin book and snuggle next to him. He sat up straight against the tree while you put your head on his thigh. Twenty minutes went by before Matthew broke the sweet silence with his soothing voice,
"Hey babe?" He asked
"What's up?"
"Can you pose for me?" You perk up from his request
"Me?" You ask shocked
"Yes you!"
"You sure?" You say and blush
"(Y/N), you're beautiful. Just pose in whatever position you like and will be able to stay still in." He coos and leans over to peck your lips. You kiss back and sigh. You decided to lay on your side and prop your head up with your fist. He shifts a little to sit at the right angle and quickly places your hair where and how he wants it. He starts to draw the base of your body.
"I feel like Rose from Titanic. 'Draw me like one of your French girls Matthew~'". You joke
"Damn, I should have drawn you at home then." He winks. You roll your eyes and shove him gently.
"How 'bout this...you can sketch out my body...but save the details for tonight." You suggested with a smirk. Matthew's eyes widen in excitement and puts his journal down to pounce on you. He takes you into his arms and places you so your straddling him on his lap. You share a sweet chaste kiss and grab your phone and earbuds. Sharing one each, you shuffle your playlist and just stay in his embrace while he continues to journal. Just then, Meryl Streep's "Slipping Through My Fingers" from the Mamma Mia movie soundtrack plays.
"I love you so much." You say, feeling content in the moment
"I love you too (Y/N/N)." He replied sincerely. He turns his head to kiss your temple. Another twenty minutes go by and you decide to walk around a little more together. Walking through the nice area, you keep your hands intertwined while your shoulders/arms touch. But of course, another awkward encounter happens. In line at your favorite coffee shop, Matthew holds you tightly against his body. As you lean up to kiss him, someone taps his shoulder. Looking, you both see a group of three girls standing in line behind you.
"Um, hi Matthew! We're all such big fans!" One greets. Matthew smiles brightly but looks back down to you.
"It's all good. I'll order." You say and separate your bodies. You were always a little hesitant to be public, so in fan encounters you stand off to the side. You order both of your drinks, pay, and walk to the waiting area. You look over to the girls and your boy, and they've invited him to sit. They already have their coffee. Noticing that all of the girls is are at least in their mid twenties, you see how they're all trying to flirt with him.
"(Y/N)?" The baristas voice rings out and breaks you from your thoughts. You grab your orders and walk over to the table. Silently, you place it down and he smiles up at you. As you were about to turn to sit elsewhere, Matthew caught your wrist.
"I really hate to cut this short, because I appreciate all your support, but I have previous arrangements. It was wonderful to meet you all!" He says and skedaddles out the door, dragging you along. You look back to see all of them shooting you dirty, bitchy looks.
"What was that about?" You giggle
"They were flirting with me and it was super weird! Plus they weren't nice to you!" He chuckled. You shake your head and walk back to the car.
"By the way, I really want to finish my drawing of you. So we're one hundred percent doing that as soon as we're home." He reminded you as he starts the car
"WHAT?! No! It was a joke!" You blush
"Hey, you're beautiful. And it was a fantastic idea, pretty girl." He smirks
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"Are you almost done?" You ask from the couch. Matthew kept good on his promise and set up his art supplies in front of the couch he moved to get the right lighting. He really was dedicated and it was now later in the evening. You ask because you were starting to get cold, nervous/insecure, and really wanted to do something about both of your arousals.
"Aaaaaaannnndd...done!" He smiles and shows you the drawing he transferred onto a canvas. You blush even more so from how he made you look. In his quirky style, he still made you look as ethereal as you already are. You're rendered speechless and grab a blanket from the couch. Walking over, you study the painting before deeply kissing your boyfriend. He almost immediately picks you up and carried you to the bedroom.
Before you know it, you're thrown onto the bed and you giggle from the impact. Your giggling slowly stops as you see Matthew staring you down while ripping off his own clothes. He crawls up to you after you situate yourself. He kisses you deeply while simultaneously tying your wrists with his belt. You squirm, eager for his touch.
"I've been wanting to fuck you all day..." He suddenly slams into you, making you scream out "...so I'm doing just that."
"Th-thank y-you..." You squeak horsely. He uses your wrists that rest above your head as leverage while he starts to thrust. You can barely get out any sound, only mewls that come in no proximity to portraying what you feel. And hearing Matthew grunt in your ear while placing sloppy kisses on your neck and collar bones add to the experience.
"Oooh~ you feel so good babe..." He moaned
"Mmm...M-M-Matthew~!!!" You cry out
"You gonna'—fuck!—you gonna' cum for me darling?" He cooed sexily. He then reaches down with one hand to your clit. As he pleasures you even more so, he can feel you growing closer. The reaction bringing him close too. Matthew was fucking you at such a fast pace the the bed was rocking and tears were streaming down your face.
"Cum for me (Y/N)~" He commanded through ragged breaths, still sounding impossibly sexy. Literally crying from his brutal thrusts combined with the perfectly timed circles on your clit, you cum intensely. Matthew followed immediately after and made sure to ride out your highs. After what seemed like forever in an oasis of pleasure, you both eventually come back down to earth. Matthew plopped down, half his body still on you. You held each other close.
"I...I love you (Y/N). God, I love you. That...that was amazing." Matthew cooed while still catching his breath. You nod and hum in agreement then lazily chuckled. Turning your head to him, you kiss each other.
"i love you so much matthew..." is all you can say. Your voice is sore from screaming and scratchy from breathing heavily. It took some time, but with the help of your lover you used the bathroom and got cleaned up. He did the same and joined your exhausted self in the bed.
"I'm sorry if you felt uncomfortable earlier today." He said
"What? Oh, it's fine love. If that random paparazzi group publishes something tomorrow, we'll face it tomorrow. And those fans? I don't blame them for flirting with you. I'm sorry if you were uncomfortable because of them." You say
"You really are the love of my life, (Y/N). I hope you know that." He reminded you with a sweet smile and kiss on the forehead
"I know, and I'm so thankful. I love you more than anything in this world." You smile back. After one last kiss goodnight, you both fall into another peaceful sleep.