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Matty comes to bed in the small hours of the morning and stops dead in his tracks when he sees George asleep in their bed, he takes pause to drink in how fucking beautiful he looks when he sleeps before he sheds his clothes and slinks into bed, trying not to disturb him. George makes a soft, sleepy noise and instinctively winds his arms around Matty's body to pull him flush against him. It makes Marty’s heart racket against his ribs.
George buries his face in Matty’s neck and breathes him in, peppering sleepy kisses along the column of his neck.
“Fuck, missed you.” He mumbles and Matty melts into the ministrations, pressing his arse back to get a slow grind on George’s beautifully naked body.
“I was just downstairs.” Matty says with a huff, a small laugh falling from his lips. “Just working on stuff, you know.”
George grunts, smoothing his hands down Matty’s side to dig into his hips, to help him grind back. He’s suddenly very awake as his cock hardens rapidly, pushing into Matty's soft skin.
“Baby...” George’s voice comes out low and sleepy and it makes Matty moan.
George reaches between them to line his cock up with Matty's still-stretched hole, catching the head of his cock on the rim before biting down harshly on Matty’s neck, panting.
They’d fucked earlier in the afternoon, but the last thing George expected was for Matty to still be so open for him.
“Fuck you’re still stretched out. Baby.” George breathes.
Matty moans weakly and shifts back right as George sinks into his tight ring of muscle, stilling as they both let out labored breaths.
“Jesus, fuck Matty you’re still so fucking tight.” George pants, head reeling at the fact Matty can be so ready to take him and the fit be so snug.
Matty’s letting out these soft, panted moans as George fucks into him, because he’s soft and sleepy and it feels so fucking good.
He can’t get over the way George is fucking him, hard and deep, but it’s so fucking slow and sensual he feels like he’s going to burst into flames.
George can’t get over how Matty sounds, it’s absolutely beautiful.
“Fuck, baby.” He purrs, all but snapping his hips harshly into Matty to get even deeper.
Matty chokes on a whine when George pushes deliciously against his prostate. “Ohhhh, fuck me, George. There, right there .”
George winds his arms around Matty, sucking a bruise into the pale column of his neck, making him feel george all over him, inside of him and he feels so lightheaded about it all.
“Holy fuck, George.” He pants.
“How’s that feel baby? You’re clamping down on me so hard. ” He whispers against Matty’s neck.
“Feels.. holy fuck George it feels so fucking good. You’re so fucking warm...” he whines, arching back against him.
George chuckles into Matty’s skin and starts fucking into him a little harder, pulling the sweetest, breathiest little moans out of Matty.
“Think you can cum from just my cock, baby?” George purrs, running his hands lovingly over Matty’s chest.
He angles his thrusts directly against Matty’s prostate and moans deeply when it makes Matty clench rhythmically around him.
“Holy fuck, George, yeah, fuck I can do it.” He breathes.
Matty’s rocking back against George now, chasing his orgasm and loving the way George felt as he slid in and out of his tight hole.
“Fuck, baby you’re gonna cum, aren’t you? I can fucking feel it.”
Matty hiccups a whine as he starts trembling in George’s arms.
“Y-yeah, gonna cum, fuck you’re gonna make me cum, George.”
George moans heavily when Matty clamps down impossibly hard on his cock, stuttering as he cums without being touched.
“F-fuck, George, holy fuck.” He pants. It sets George off as he clings desperately to Matty while he pumps him full of his hot cum.
“Baby-“ he whines, kissing Matty’s neck, his shoulders.
He gently pulls out of Matty and shifts a bit to allow Matty to turn in his arms, kissing him deeply, sweetly.
“I love when you get needy like that, baby.” George says with a giggle. Matty swats at his arm playfully.
“We can argue about this in the proper morning. Right now I want you to spoon me until I fall asleep, you dick.”