Sensual Music
Title: Sensual Music
Pairing: Matt/Misa
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Het, sex, alittle Raito bashing
Spoilers: Up to Volume 10
Status: Finished
Disclaimer: If the lawyers aren't looking, I own it.
Author's Notes: People seemed kind of disappointed with my last Matt/Misa fic, so I'm trying to redeem myself with this one.
Summary: Misa is over Raito because she has found someone ten times better.
They fought their way to the bedroom, mouths locked, hands pulling at each other’s clothes. They fell back on the bed, Misa underneath Matt. While he was trying to get her bra off she fumbled with his belt. Matt got her bra off and then went to help her with getting his pants off.
Together they crawled onto the bed; wrapped in each other’s arms; tongues mingling together. The only thing left were Misa’s panties. She could feel his stiff cock between her legs. She broke away from the kiss, whimpering.
Matt found Misa’s lips against; his tongue pushed its way back into her mouth. He arched his back and slid a hand down the front of her panties. He rubbed two fingers against her, and then slid one inside of her. She moaned into his mouth. She broke the kiss again, gasping for air.
Matt buried his face against her neck and began laying quick kisses on her throat.
Misa held him closely to her. “Matt… Matt I’m going to come. Y-you should stop.”
“It’s okay,” he said in-between kisses; his breath was hot against her neck. “If you come, I’ll just make you come again.”
Misa smiled, but it quickly faded. Matt slid another finger inside of her and she was quickly reaching her climax. “Oh!” she cried. She curled her toes together as she came, as she always did.
But Matt didn’t stop. He kept up the rhythmic motion of his two fingers for a few more moments before pulling them out.
He kissed he way down her breasts. He cupped them in his hands and then took his time suckling on each one.
Misa moaned as she slid her hands through his hair. “Hmm… Matt…” She thought about the first time they had been together. Almost a month ago she had ordered pizza one night and he showed up looking so sexy, especially with those goggles of his. It sounded like a bad porno, fucking the pizza boy, but if it had been a porno, it would have been an amazing one. She found out quickly that Matt was better than Raito in every possible way: he was better in bed, he actually enjoyed talking with her, and he called her more than Raito ever had during their whole relationship.
But what Misa didn’t know was that Matt had been keeping surveillance on her. As soon as he heard that she was ordering pizza he had jumped from the couch, ripped his shirt off, and ran outside to wait in the bushes. He waited there until the actual pizza boy came by on his little motor scooter. Matt had paid the guy $30 for the pizza and $100 for his T-shirt with the pizza place’s logo on it. She answered the door in nothing but a bathrobe and had invited him in while she went to get the money. The next thing he knew he was laying on top of her naked with her begging him not to stop.
They weren’t just fucking, though. They had a relationship. A real one. He called her everyday and they chatted. At first, all she talked about was her boyfriend, but after awhile it was like she had totally forgotten who he was. Matt had what’s-his-face beat.
Misa slipped her thumb under the elastic of her panties and tried to pull them down but with Matt on top of her, she couldn’t. “Matt…” she whimpered. “Please.”
He flicked his tongue against her nipple and then looked up at her and smiled. He sat up. He laid a hand on to her thigh to keep her legs spread and took his erection in his other and pressed it against her wet panties.
“Stop teasing me!”
He just kept smiling, but stopped. He pulled her panties off slowly and tossed them to the floor. Misa sat up, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him. Matt kissed her back. Then, without loosing focusing he placed his hands on her hips and guided her back down to the bed. Matt pulled away from Misa’s mouth and moaned as he pushed himself inside of her anxious body. She leaned her head to the side and cried out. After a few moments Matt found a rhythm that he liked; Misa seem to enjoy it as well.
Matt buried his face against her neck again. He listened as she moaned into his ear. Her moans were like a sensual music to him and he was the only one that could make her sing.
On the nightstand Misa’s phone lit up and started to vibrate. She picked it up and glanced at the name: Raito. “Damn.”
Matt didn’t stop. He grabbed the phone from Misa’s hands and flipped it open and then laid it on the nightstand. Raito was on the other line and he could hear everything.
Misa’s face was flushed. She was embarrassed, but then, she didn’t care if Raito knew. Fuck him, she thought. I’ve got Matt. She kissed him and it seemed as though their bodies would melt together.
“Harder,” she said gasped, and Matt was happy to comply. He began thrusting himself inside of her.
Misa came again, almost screaming with pleasure this time. She curled her toes again, as she withered beneath him. Matt didn’t stop until he came. Their breathing was harsh and uneven. They clung to each other as they calmed themselves down.
After he could breathe fine again Matt pulled himself out of her. Misa picked up her cell phone. Raito was still listening. She just smiled and flipped the phone shut, ending the call.
They crawled under the blankets and curled up together. They lay there for a while before getting up. Matt got dressed and Misa put on a bathrobe. She walked him to the front door.
“Are you working tomorrow?” Misa asked.
Matt had almost forgotten that he was the adorable pizza delivery boy. “Yeah, but I’ll stop by.” He hugged her, kissed her on the lips, and then the cheek.
Then Matt smiled to himself as he held her, thinking I’ll make you sing again.
Pairing: Matt/Misa
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Het, sex, alittle Raito bashing
Spoilers: Up to Volume 10
Status: Finished
Disclaimer: If the lawyers aren't looking, I own it.
Author's Notes: People seemed kind of disappointed with my last Matt/Misa fic, so I'm trying to redeem myself with this one.
Summary: Misa is over Raito because she has found someone ten times better.
They fought their way to the bedroom, mouths locked, hands pulling at each other’s clothes. They fell back on the bed, Misa underneath Matt. While he was trying to get her bra off she fumbled with his belt. Matt got her bra off and then went to help her with getting his pants off.
Together they crawled onto the bed; wrapped in each other’s arms; tongues mingling together. The only thing left were Misa’s panties. She could feel his stiff cock between her legs. She broke away from the kiss, whimpering.
Matt found Misa’s lips against; his tongue pushed its way back into her mouth. He arched his back and slid a hand down the front of her panties. He rubbed two fingers against her, and then slid one inside of her. She moaned into his mouth. She broke the kiss again, gasping for air.
Matt buried his face against her neck and began laying quick kisses on her throat.
Misa held him closely to her. “Matt… Matt I’m going to come. Y-you should stop.”
“It’s okay,” he said in-between kisses; his breath was hot against her neck. “If you come, I’ll just make you come again.”
Misa smiled, but it quickly faded. Matt slid another finger inside of her and she was quickly reaching her climax. “Oh!” she cried. She curled her toes together as she came, as she always did.
But Matt didn’t stop. He kept up the rhythmic motion of his two fingers for a few more moments before pulling them out.
He kissed he way down her breasts. He cupped them in his hands and then took his time suckling on each one.
Misa moaned as she slid her hands through his hair. “Hmm… Matt…” She thought about the first time they had been together. Almost a month ago she had ordered pizza one night and he showed up looking so sexy, especially with those goggles of his. It sounded like a bad porno, fucking the pizza boy, but if it had been a porno, it would have been an amazing one. She found out quickly that Matt was better than Raito in every possible way: he was better in bed, he actually enjoyed talking with her, and he called her more than Raito ever had during their whole relationship.
But what Misa didn’t know was that Matt had been keeping surveillance on her. As soon as he heard that she was ordering pizza he had jumped from the couch, ripped his shirt off, and ran outside to wait in the bushes. He waited there until the actual pizza boy came by on his little motor scooter. Matt had paid the guy $30 for the pizza and $100 for his T-shirt with the pizza place’s logo on it. She answered the door in nothing but a bathrobe and had invited him in while she went to get the money. The next thing he knew he was laying on top of her naked with her begging him not to stop.
They weren’t just fucking, though. They had a relationship. A real one. He called her everyday and they chatted. At first, all she talked about was her boyfriend, but after awhile it was like she had totally forgotten who he was. Matt had what’s-his-face beat.
Misa slipped her thumb under the elastic of her panties and tried to pull them down but with Matt on top of her, she couldn’t. “Matt…” she whimpered. “Please.”
He flicked his tongue against her nipple and then looked up at her and smiled. He sat up. He laid a hand on to her thigh to keep her legs spread and took his erection in his other and pressed it against her wet panties.
“Stop teasing me!”
He just kept smiling, but stopped. He pulled her panties off slowly and tossed them to the floor. Misa sat up, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him. Matt kissed her back. Then, without loosing focusing he placed his hands on her hips and guided her back down to the bed. Matt pulled away from Misa’s mouth and moaned as he pushed himself inside of her anxious body. She leaned her head to the side and cried out. After a few moments Matt found a rhythm that he liked; Misa seem to enjoy it as well.
Matt buried his face against her neck again. He listened as she moaned into his ear. Her moans were like a sensual music to him and he was the only one that could make her sing.
On the nightstand Misa’s phone lit up and started to vibrate. She picked it up and glanced at the name: Raito. “Damn.”
Matt didn’t stop. He grabbed the phone from Misa’s hands and flipped it open and then laid it on the nightstand. Raito was on the other line and he could hear everything.
Misa’s face was flushed. She was embarrassed, but then, she didn’t care if Raito knew. Fuck him, she thought. I’ve got Matt. She kissed him and it seemed as though their bodies would melt together.
“Harder,” she said gasped, and Matt was happy to comply. He began thrusting himself inside of her.
Misa came again, almost screaming with pleasure this time. She curled her toes again, as she withered beneath him. Matt didn’t stop until he came. Their breathing was harsh and uneven. They clung to each other as they calmed themselves down.
After he could breathe fine again Matt pulled himself out of her. Misa picked up her cell phone. Raito was still listening. She just smiled and flipped the phone shut, ending the call.
They crawled under the blankets and curled up together. They lay there for a while before getting up. Matt got dressed and Misa put on a bathrobe. She walked him to the front door.
“Are you working tomorrow?” Misa asked.
Matt had almost forgotten that he was the adorable pizza delivery boy. “Yeah, but I’ll stop by.” He hugged her, kissed her on the lips, and then the cheek.
Then Matt smiled to himself as he held her, thinking I’ll make you sing again.