Yes that is the title for my Shiro x Matt fluff smutish fanfic.
Fight me.
Anyways here you guys go!

Shiro's POV:

    My fingers dug into my thighs as his voice raised in anger. My eyes darted around in the hazy bar, watching people turn around to see what the noise was. My "date" was outraged by the fact that I refused to have yet another drink.

"One more drink won't kill you baby!"

     He slurred and stood up in his seat, knocking the chair backwards. Leaving the table behind us annoyed.

"Hey, shhhhh. Its okay, Im just not thirsty."

I try to shush him before he makes more of a scene. People are starting to stare now as his voice rises above everyone elses.

"Or do you love someone else?" He drunkenly accuses me.

"Hey, I just met you Dan-" I make my voice quiet

"Sir?" A man cuts me off,

"Im going to have to ask you to leave, you are being disruptive."

The waiter says and shows him the door. Dan exposes his chest and squares him up,

"Or what biotch?" He snickers and pushes the guy

"Hey!"

   I yell, but I was too late, a full fledged fight had started and before I knew it, it was over, leaving Dan arrested.

My ride back to my house.

Arrested.

I pay the tab and see myself out. Its December and the weather here was frigid.

"You!" A shadow called out from behind me.

    I turned around and a pale guy stepped up to me, his breath fogs around us.

"I saw the fight in there, you okay?" He asked

"Well I didn't expect my date to be a alcoholic creep, and my only ride home. So, yeah Ive been better."

I shiver and long for my coat still in his locked car.

"He was your date? Ooh. That bites. Do you wanna ride?"

   He asks and swings his keys around his gloved finger.

"The highways are closed from the ice storm, I don't even know what city this is."

I sighed and raked my hand through my black hair. This sucks.

"You could crash at my place?" He suggests

Sleeping at a handsome young strangers place, seems risky...

"Dont worry, Im not a creep. Its okay if you don't want to." His face reddens in the light of the streetlamp above us.

"Yea, I guesss I can. If thats okay?"

He nods,

"Follow me," we walk to the far end of the parking lot and come across a brick coloured pickup truck, "this is your ride to my house."

He opens my door,

"I- I could have done that." I get in and buckle up.

"A simple favor." He replies and starts the car.

     We roll down unfamiliar roads and his music plays louder than I would listen to it, he sings along with over exaggerated accents. I cant help but grin as his heat warms up my freezing body

"So uh, whats your name?" I ask

"Matt." He tipped his glasses like they were a hat.

"Oh, cool. Im Shiro." The silence grew awkward.

"So when did you first meet Mr. Drunkie?" He said after a while.

"About a week ago at the same bar." I sigh, looking out the window.

"Why'd you stay with him?" He kept his eyes on the road.

Why did I stay with him? Probably his big-

"Im not sure, I thought he was decent." I wiped away my thoughts.

"Hmmm. Decent." he seemed to be thinking.

We pulled up to a small apartment complex and he shrugged,

"Its not much but, here it is."

We walked up to 3B and he pushed the keys in and opened the door to a dark room. He blindly reached for a light and flicked it on. It illuminated the small room filled with a couch, TV, bookshelf, kitchen and a hallway.

"Simple." I said as I followed him inside.

"Home." He said as he closed the door.

"So uh. Is there a restroom?" I look at him.

"No, You're going to have to go down through the woods to the outhouse." He pulled his orange sweatshirt off.

"Just kidding dude. Its the first door down the hall." He smirked and threw it down on the couch.

Matts POV:

Holy shiz holy shiz holy shiz.

He actually said yes. He is in my bathroom. In dress pants and a button up. He's sleeping in my house. He needs clothes.

   I go to my room and grab some stretchy pants and an under shirt. Good. I think to myself. This dude that made me quiznaking trip the second he walked into the bar, is in my house.

"Matt?" He called "uh where are you?"

    I stood up from my bed and took the clothes I picked,  I go to the tight hallway and hand them to him.

"Do you wanna sleep on the couch or the bed?" I ask and take off my glasses.

"Uh-uh I guess its up to you?" He stammers

Anywhere with me.

My brain whispers to me.

"Ill sleep on the couch." I say

     He goes back in my bathroom to change. I hurry and change in my room. I set my glasses by the bedside. He slowly peeks his head into my room, the undershirt, way too tight. It squeezed his muscular body.

"Woah." His eyes light up.

Im guessing he is looking at my mural on the wall, a painting of the Garrison Galaxy space command center blasting off into space.

"Did you-" he asks

"No, my sister did, she's talented."

"Impressive,"

"So this is my room for a night."

"Not much." I reply

"Thank you again Matt"

I blush when I hear him say my name, "Any-anytime Shiro.."

"Holler if you need me okay?"

He nods and I make my way back to my couch, trying to contain my butterflies. I close my eyes.

Shiro's POV:

     I feel the tight grip of a strong claw around my neck and I scream for help, slowly fading, drowning into oblivion.

"Shiro? Shiro please!" Matt shook me awake, he was sitting by the bed.

"Shiz. Im so sorry, did I wake you?" I wipe my sweating forehead.

"No I just wasnt wasnt expecting a blood curdling scream in the night." He rubbed his eyes

"Look, Im so sorry, it just-" my voice cracked as a lump formed in my throat. My eyes pricked with tears.

"Hey, no Im sorry, are you okay?"

"Yeah Im fine." I wiped my eyes hastily but the tears didn't stop, soon I was sobbing into the arms of a man I didnt even know.

"Im-Im so sor-sorry!" I tried to stop it again.

"Hey look at me, you are safe here." He stroked my hair like a child.

"Nightmares can be scary, trust me I know. But they aren't real."

He reminds me.

"Its usually not this bad.." I whimper

He presses his lips against mine briefly then pulls away like he set off a bomb.

"Oh my- Im sorry I don't know what came over me!" His face reddened like a tomato. He jerks his hands away from my neck.

     I pull his shocked face closer and lock our lips together, not caring that I just met this guy, or I didnt even know whre I am. I pull away after a minute or two.

"Matt?" I ask

His eyes remained closed

"Hmm?"

"Is this okay?" I blush lightly

"If you want to, I am good."

     I place my cold hands on his warm neck and plant my lips right under his jawbone, I suck slightly. He wraps his legs around my body and rubs my back under the clothes he gave me. We layed down and he positioned himself over me.

"What?" I asked.

"I just wanted to see your face."

He pushed me down and kisses me with the strength of an animal.

"You've got a problem in those pants I gave you?" He grinned

"Why don't you check it out for yourself?" I let him take off the pants and examine my body.

"You. Are so hot." He giggled and kissed my stomach.

My length twitched eagerly, I hope he wouldn't notice but. He did.

"Excited?" He makes a few hickies around my waist band.

"Mmmm please.." I bite my lip

"You seem like the guy to dominate me. But your moaning from me making hickies?" He chuckled

     He slid off my boxers and rubbed me up and down, his hands pleasuring me in unspeakable ways. I threw my head back. Dan wasn't as good as this...

"Matt-matt please!" I clenched my jaw tight.

"Please what?" He whispered

"How are you so good?" I moaned out

"You're like twelve." I said and gasped as my precum dripped down my tip and hit the cold air.

"Im not twelve Shiro," he licked it off in one deep stroke of his tounge, "Im twenty one. And I've had practice."

     His thumbs pressed down tracing my v- line and pressing down on all my pressure points. He massaged my base with small hands while I just layed there like a baby, a moaning mess. One hand massaged me and another rubbed at my hard pecks, under a shirt which was thrown off in a matter of seconds. I used my hands to run my fingers through his thick sandy blond hair. I looked at his green eyes with my half lidded ones.

"Let me- me do something, anything." I try to move but his skilled hands keep me planted.

     He pulls out some lube from the drawer and puts it on my hard erection. He takes off his pants and boxers. He kisses me passionately while rubbing me up with the lube. Before opening his legs he whispers one thing:

"Make me scream Shiro..." he nips my ear.

Matts POV:

     I have never been so turned on. His moans were all I needed to release, they were heavenly. And his face, it made me want him inside of me, so sexy yet pure. I opened my legs, I was already stretched enough but his erection would be the biggest Ive ever had. I prepared for the worst as he got ontop of me, he readied himself at my enterance, his eyes filled with lust.

"Ready." I reassured him

He thrusted into my tightness and I felt an emptiness in me, fill. Tighter and tighter.

  "NnghH!"I clawed at his back, drawing blood. as the older boy entered all of himself in me.

I gasped, "Augh! Mmm shiro!" I moaned into his chest and tears dripped down my face. I held onto the bigger guy.

     He slowly rotated his hips while thrusting in and out of my small enterance. I arched my back and grinded into him. He started going faster and my body swelled with horniness.  My length stood at full attention and my whole body curved torwards Shiro.

"Oh- OH dam!" My gut wrenches and I bite my lip. At that moment Shiro explodes his hot seed inside of me and pulls out, spilling onto my stomach. I spew too and cover his abs with my string.

Panting I breathe, "You." *pant pant* "You have had practice." I collapse and Shiro finds a towel and cleans us up. Naked, we make out for a few minutes then decide we need to rinse off.

Mwahahahaha my longest smut ever! Hope you guys enjoyed, if you did.. VOTE!