Lick

Lick

Warnings: Detailed Sexual Encounter between a Male and Female. I am a wuss at writing them, but I did not tell you that I could do it in detail. I can write detailed smut, but I never save them, making me a wuss at them :P Here's to conquering that cherry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Matt or Death Note. Mr. Ohba and Mr. Obata own the rights to his awesomeness. If I did, Matt would have a larger role and Light Imagay and his whore Misa would both be dead.

Summary: This is about Matt's first time. He loses his virginity with his Wammy's House girlfriend. It is the sex scene that I was too scared to write, but was randomly inspired to do for no reason. Oneshot. Rated A+ for a reason.

Note: I've transferred this from my FF.net account for safety and Rules reasons. I forgot that FF.net does not support detailed smut. I know here at AFF, it is supported, it makes me happy ^-^. It was a transfer that hopefully pays off.

Matt entered the bedroom, feeling more nervous than he's ever felt before. Avon was leading him to the large single bed, her hand firmly on his vest and not showing any sign that she was going to be letting go of it. She walked around him calmly and hugged his back, standing on her toes to reach an ear lobe and nibble at it. Matt's breath hitched, unfamiliar with the sensation, but liking it nonetheless. Her left hand slithered its way under his vest and shirt and was gently tracing out the muscles in the general area. Matt shuddered and flinched away from the contact. This made Avon giggle.
"Ticklish, are we?" she murmured against his ear; to prove her point, she traced the same area, getting the same response. Matt could not help it when a giggle escaped his lips. He reached back and grabbed Avon's hip and leaned back against her. She stumbled back and he used the movement to turn himself around and grip her hips, dislodging her teeth from his ear and managing to guide those lips to his. Using his grip, he began to lightly move his hips, using his tongue to gain entry to her wet cavern as a distraction. She did not fall for it, but did not stop his pelvis from gently grinding into her lower stomach. Their tongues began a gentle mock battle for dominance, neither wanting to control the kiss, only to indulge in it.

Avon stepped forward, pushing Matt's legs to hit the edge of the bed. With a smirk, she pushed him onto the bed, Matt grunting in contact with the semi-hard surface. She climbed on top of him and locked their lips together again. She took this time to remove the vest; Matt sitting up to finish the job. They lay back down when Matt made to remove her jacket, she completing the task in kind. Avon's left hand slithered back into familiar skin territory, but did not tickle him, only rubbing the skin there with an open palm. Matt's breath shuddered, still reacting to the contact as if she was tickling him. He let his left hand slowly reach upwards and without digging under her shirt, he fondled her right breast gently, testing the limits of his contact. She did not try to move his hand away, so he continued his fondling, earning a soft moan from the young woman. It was heaven to his ears and he decided he wanted to hear more. His jeans were starting to get rather uncomfortable with her ass on his crotch and he wanted to badly to flip them over, but he was not sure how she would react if he just started to dry hump her leg.

As if she knew what he was thinking, she rolled to her side and pulled him along, breaking their mouths apart to breath, their skin flush and red. Avon's room had suddenly become warmer than they would have liked, but neither made a move just yet to take it further. Matt moaned into the kiss when Avon's left hand ventured into his jeans and rubbed his inner thigh, he bucked upwards involuntarily, breaking their mouths apart suddenly.
"Impatient, much Red?" Avon giggled, but did not remove her left hand, it ventured deeper into the warmer space, but not touching his member an any way. Matt whimpered and moaned, imploring her exploring fingers to grab his hardening sex, even going as far as moving his hips a little. When she refused, he made his first bold move since their make-out session. His right arm slid under her shirt and gently traced upwards and once feeling a bra there, moved it out of the way, cupping her left breast and giving it a gentle squeeze. Avon gasped and let out a breathy moan. Matt took this as a positive thing, but wanted to try new territory. He gave the breast one final gentle squeeze then removed it, hearing a small whimper from the loss of contact.

Matt's right hand trailed slowly downwards to the hem of her pants and then stopped, suddenly feeling nervous again.
"May I?" He asked, not removing his hand there, hoping for a positive response. Avon nodded her consent, and Matt pulled her pants down, then completely off. Avon shivered slightly from the contact on her heated skin, leaning a little more into him. He left her panties on, though he didn't know why just then. Staving off his fears, his right hand went between her legs and teased them open gently, happy to get the response from his girl. It was here that he had a new idea; without taking off her panties, he used his fingertips to gently rub against her folds from the outside, never going any deeper than the initial fingers-to-panties contact. His slow, uncertain movements were stimulating to Avon and she moved her hips, at the same time, squeezing his inner thigh with her left hand, causing Matt to gasp and shudder. He continued to rub her outside of her panties, shocked a little when he began to feel a wet spot grow.

He'd never eaten out a woman before, as his virginity had not given him that opportunity. While distracting her with his hand, he removed her left hand from the inside of his jeans and slid down her body, she in turn writhing a bit at the contact of his fingers. He allowed his fingers to delve a little deeper into her folds while still having the underwear as a barrier. She responded with a soft moan and more writhing on the covers. Cautiously, but determined, he removed her panties from her legs and tossed them behind him. She had a nice patch of golden brown hair neatly trimmed, definitely not the black hair he'd grown used to seeing.
"The rug does not match the curtains I see," he observed with a chuckle, only wincing when a hand slapped the top of his head.
"Oh shut it, ya wanker."
"Done that already before." Another slap.
"Too much info love."
"It's not like you haven't already."
"Pish posh, now keep going or I'm going to leave you sexually frustrated."
"Yes ma'am."

He glanced at the golden patch and licked his lips anxiously. A hand came to rest on his head and pressed it down until his nose was tickled by the hairs.
"I don't know what to do Avi."
"Touch me first and then let your mouth do the rest."
"Are you sure?"
"Not entirely, but I've seen pictures."
"Too much info, babe."
"Doesn't hurt to do some research, love."
"True." He used his hand and gently parted her folds, seeing her clit swollen and the insides nice and wet. He licks his first two digits until they are sufficiently coated with saliva and uses that to rub into her sex. The response was a gasp, an arching of her back and a loud moan, barely stifled by a hand. The hand on his head pressed down, making the tip of his nose bump into her clit, unknowingly heightening her arousal.
"Oh God! That feels so good, Red! Do it again! Please..."

Not entirely sure what she meant at that, but he noticed where his nose collided with and lifted his head enough to wipe her juices from the tip of his nose. He brought that to his lips and stuck out his tongue, tasting her wetness for the first time. She tasted amazing! This further made his jeans uncomfortably tight and restricting, but he ignored that, using his other hand to part her folds further and he leaned in and placed a kiss to her swollen clit before tentatively licking it. She bucked against him and his nose was pushed into the folds and removed shiny. He grinned and grew bolder, using his tongue to lap at her insides, savoring her unique taste and moaning softly as he ate her out for the first time. Avon had no complaints, shamelessly moaning his name over and over again as he stimulated her. After he'd licked her clean, he started to attack the sensitized nub with lips, tongue and teeth. His right hand had somehow managed to worm its way into her hole and was raking her insides gently, earning him more of those beloved sounds. He found that he was growing increasingly confident in his actions, the anxiety from before no longer present as he fingered her and suckled her clit. In the middle of his attention to her sex, she suddenly clamped onto his right digits as her first orgasm hit hard. He felt her juices flooding her folds and promptly set about lapping every drop up. If he could willingly lift his head, he would have a while ago, but her right hand held him down and refused to let him up.

As she came down from her high, she let his head go and he sucked in a breath of air through his nose. Surprisingly, he had not yet cum, much to his relief; he had one place that he'd like to take care of that. He crawled back up to her and claimed her lips, letting her taste herself. She flinched at first, but found she did not mind, letting her tongue explore and lap up her essence from his mouth. She gasped when she felt his sex through his jeans as it bumped into her leg.
"I'm surprised that you didn't cum from my orgasm."
"I guess I'm more under control than I gave myself credit for."
"What do you suppose we should do about it?" She teased.
"I don't want to be left with a hard-on and have to take care of it manually. Please, Avi? That's why you got the condoms, right?"
"Oh you are so cute when you are sexually frustrated." She sat up and moved him out of the way, reaching into her bedside dresser and digging out the box of colored condoms. She pulled one out and handed it to him.
"Just put it on like we learned in Sex Ed."

Matt unbuckled his jeans and with some degree of difficulty, he got them to his thighs, the friction was just so divine to him. He removed his boxers, wincing at the contact of the air with his sex. He removed the wrapper and very carefully, he covered the shaft with the latex; to his surprise, it was lubricated on the inside and outside. After this was accomplished, he set about removing the jeans entirely, kicking them to the floor when they were low enough. He settled himself into a comfortable position above her, but not yet settling into her frame. His confidence from eating her out had fizzled, revealing his anxiety once again. She read him like a book.
"You will not hurt me, you'll do just fine love." Hearing it from her lips elevated some of that anxiety, but it did not leave entirely. She took the initiative and grabbed his sex gently, hearing him sharply inhale. She sat up and with her other hand, leaned him forwards and looking down, guided him into her slowly, wincing a little a the girth that the fingers did not have. When the head disappeared she let go and leaned back into a laying position, beckoning him to continue.

The first few thrusts were slow and not very confident. He took his time, getting used to the feeling of being inside someone and not have his hand being the flesh around his sex. He was not driving in very deep either, only going in half an inch before pulling out again. He actually had to re-insert himself a few times. Avon was so patient with him, encouraging him and even throwing in a few dirty phrases for good measure; just getting him to calm down and enjoy himself. There was also the matter of his current self control which was slipping. After a while, he pushed himself further in, getting 2 more inches in and pulling out slowly. This earned him one of those blessed moans that only his girl could produce. It encouraged him to continue to thrust into her passage a little more aggressively, but still gentle enough that she could get some enjoyment out of it as well. While thrusting, trying desperately not to just bang into her or to cum too soon, he reached between them and using his fingers, he began to stimulate her clit once more. She reacted by thrusting up and back, moving into his thrusts and driving herself deeper. This caused him to moan in turn and he barely controlled a violent buck, pushing them both back, the bed making its first protesting squeak.

"I didn't know you had it in you Red. I've been waiting for my lion to come out of its cage." Hearing this, Matt readjusted himself, bracing his arms on the sides of her arms and leaning down to claim a kiss, shoving his pelvis forward with more energy than he had since entering her for the first time.
"Is that what you like?"
"Fuck, yes Red!" He started up this new pace, finding it both exhilarating and exhausting at the same time. He did not keep up this pace for very long as he finally reached his orgasm. He bucked and strained, clinging to her like his life depended on it. He became boneless and lay sated and very tired, panting heavily on her chest, both of them never having taken their tops off the whole time.
"Fuck...that was...awesome..." was all he managed between breaths.
"You held out pretty long for your first time love. You should be proud of that. Many virgin guys I hear usually cum when they've entered their first woman...or man," she added with a sly wink.
"Too...much...info...babe..."
"What can I say? I find guys who fuck a complete turn-on for me." There was a lengthy pause from the red head before he spoke again, more composed than before.
"Remind me to never see you with your laptop on after 9PM again babe ." Avon only laughed and then with great difficulty, got them covered up under the blankets. Matt finally succumbing to sleep, his frame settling comfortably against Avon, who in turn let sleep claim her.

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A/N: So, reviews are loved and appreciated :D I know this is certainly a path very rarely explored by Matt fans-myself included-, so I know it comes as a surprise to see him Straight. I like him that way and I hope to continue to develop his very un-homosexual side.

kellyraye815: Thanks for the review! My interpretation of Mr. Jeevas is having him either entirely straight or bisexual with favoring women a little more. It's not often you get to see Mr. Jeevas with someone who is not Mello or Near, so I figured to try unchartered waters and see how he does. ^-^