Matt Murdock Smut - Blog Posts

A birthday punishment and a birthday gift.

Pairing: Matt Murdock x reader

Summary: After your boyfriend comes back home after leaving his birthday party early to let the Devil out, you play with him in the shower.

Word count: 2017

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, MINORS DNI. SMUT, sub!Matt, dom!reader, handjob, choking, edging, just a tiny bit of overstimulation, praise kink, pet names (baby, sweetheart, sunshine), spending too much time in the shower (guys c'mon save water). Afab reader but no pronouns used.

A/N: I wouldn't say this is a tall!reader fic but I wrote it as being roughly the same height as Matt. I don't think it matters that much anyway so... enjoy!

Please consider reblogging and/or leaving a comment if you enjoyed it <3

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You were sound asleep when he came back from patrolling. As always, he made his way to the shower before getting in bed, careful not to make any sound that could wake you up.

Matt was being extra careful tonight, though. You tried to hide it but you were pissed at him for leaving his birthday party early to go devil around the Kitchen. And he understood, you were right to be angry and he'd try to make it up to you later when you woke up.

The sound of the shower ended up rousing you from your sleep. Normally, you would've gone back to sleep, knowing your boyfriend was back, but you had other plans tonight.

You had been a bit angry initially when you got home from the party and he went to put on the suit instead of spending the night with you, but at the same time, what were you expecting? You knew who you were dating and you ultimately couldn't be mad at him.

You stripped from your pajamas and made your way to the bathroom. Technically, it wasn't his birthday anymore and you knew he'd be tired, but you still wanted to do something for him.

Matt had his back to you, facing the wall as he scrubbed his hair clean. You stepped inside, your arms wrapping around his body from behind as you buried your face on the crook of his neck, leaving a kiss there.

"Sorry for waking you up." Matt said, placing his hand on top of yours on his chest.

"It's fine… We have unfinished business anyway." You nuzzled him below his ear, hugging him tighter and pressing your front against his broad back, your hands starting to roam across his torso.

Matt shuddered, leaning instinctively into your touch. He always craved your touch, especially now when he thought you would still be mad at him.

"I'm sorry for goi-" He started to apologize, intending to turn around, but you shushed him and kept him in place, your nails dragging down his sides to the tops of his thighs, making his breath hitch.

"Be a good boy and let me do what I want." You said against his skin, gently sucking on it but being careful enough to not leave a mark.

Matt let out an almost inaudible "Fuck", tilting his head to give you more space on his neck, feeling the rush of blood to his already hardening cock.

You smirked at his response before resuming your kisses, moving to his back. You kissed and gently bit his shoulders, your hands moving to his chest to rub his nipples before going down his abdomen, grazing his skin while your lips kissed down his spine until you kneel behind him.

Matt kept himself still by pressing his hands against the tiles, letting his head drop as his breath quickened.

"Please…" He breathed out. Your hands were now exploring the inside of his thighs. He was painfully hard and you had touch him everywhere except where he needed it the most, the feeling on his sensitive skin almost maddening.

"I know, baby, you just gotta be patient…" Your hands now leaving his front to grope his ass, playfully biting on one of his butt cheeks and making Matt huff, before getting back up.

You kissed your way up his spine again before resting your head on his shoulder, one of your hands moving down the trail of hair on his abdomen and finally wrapping around his cock, slowly starting to move up and down his length.

Matt's head tilted back as a moan went past his lips, the stream of water now hitting his chest, his mouth slacking when your hand focused on his tip, the precum coating your hand.

You nipped at his ear and suckled on his earlobe as you picked up the pace, pumping him both faster and harder, the nails of your other hand digging on his hip where you kept him from moving.

Matt's moans got louder and his hips tried to sloppily thrust against your hand. Even with the water and steam saturating the air and muffling his senses, he could smell your arousal, feel your hard nipples and the strong beat of your heart on his back making his go even faster.

You felt him tense up when your other hand went to fondle with his balls, making you smirk, the hand on his dick keeping a steady pace.

"I'm gonna-Fuck, sweetheart I'm gonna cum." Matt struggled to say in between breaths.

That was your cue to stop, making him whimper at the loss of contact when he thrusted into nothing.

"Sorry baby, you can't come now. I'm not done yet." You told him, kissing below his ear, his neck and shoulder as your hands rub his hips trying to soothe him.

"Is… is this my punishment for going out tonight?" Matt asked as he panted, his hands dropping to his sides as he came down from the edge.

"Mhmm…" You hummed, trailing kisses from one shoulder to the other to give it some attention.

"I guess I deserve it." He huffed a chuckle.

One of your hands traveled across his body to grab his jaw, making him turn his head so you could see his flushed beautiful face.

"Open." You ordered him, your index and middle finger brushing against his rosy lips, waiting for him to let them in.

Matt obeyed without hesitation, humming at the taste of your fingers as they slid over his tongue.

"That's it, baby. You look so beautiful like that." You praised on his ear, the encouragement making him thrust into the air again, needing to feel some friction again as he sucked on your fingers. "So needy." You cooed, leaving a kiss on his jaw as your other hand went to wrap his painfully hard cock, starting to jerk him off again.

You kept fucking Matt's mouth with your fingers as you allowed him to fuck himself with your fist, his hands holding onto your arms. You didn't have to tell him, he knew he couldn't touch you when he was at your mercy.

You felt his hips falter, his body tensing up again, so you quickly took your fingers from his mouth with a wet popping sound. His lips searched for them for a second but they were gone, your hand grabbing the column of his neck, keeping him firmly in place without choking him, the hand on his dick slowing down and stopping right before he could come.

Matt whined and turned his head towards your face. "Please, sunshine, I can't take it." He pleaded, the hot air of his panting hitting your face.

"Oh but you can, my love. I know you can take it." You nuzzled his nose, your lips hovering his but not touching.

Matt tried to kiss you but you moved away, making him whine again when you kissed his stubbled cheek instead. He almost cried in that moment, not being able to kiss you being arguably worse than not being allowed to cum. "God, please, Y/n…"

You decided it was enough punishment for today and sighed. "Okay, okay… I'll let you come next time. You know I love it when you beg for me." You said, your thumb lovingly caressing his throat.

You reached your free hand between your bodies to cover your fingers with the slick pooled between your folds before taking his throbbing, weeping cock on your hand once again, knowing you'd get a reaction from your boyfriend with heightened senses.

And you were right, Matt had been smelling the sweet, tangy scent of your arousal this whole time, but having it coat his cock and mix with his own fluids made his eyes roll back, his mouth going slack again as he breathed through it to get a better taste of you.

You moved your fist up and down his length, slow and hard at first, then picking up the pace as he got worked up again.

He was a moaning, panting mess in your arms, rutting into your tight fist almost desperately.

He wasn't going to last much longer, so you decided to finally squeeze the sides of his neck, just enough to make him dizzy.

"C'mon, come for me, I know you want to…" You mumbled against his shoulder, looking down so you wouldn't miss it and kissing whatever skin was available as you encouraged him.

The throbbing in his ears and the light-headed feeling was just what he needed to tip him over the edge, Matt's hips erratically moving as his cum covered your hand.

You squeezed him tighter, slowly milking him until the last drop. "Mmm… that's it, my love. You did so well…" You praised releasing your grip on his neck and soothing his throat, peppering kisses along his jaw.

Thinking he was done, you went to pull your cum-coated hand away, but Matt quickly grabbed you by the wrist to keep it in place, rubbing his oversensitive dick against your hand.

"More, please…" He breathed out in a whine, testing the waters by holding your hand in his, making you make a fist around his cock to keep thrusting.

"Okay, just 'cause it's your birthday." You chuckled, resting your head on his shoulder and your free arm wrapped around his waist to rest there with his. "Let me see how you fuck yourself with my fist."

The friction is so addictively painful, making Matt want more and more of it even if he had already cum.

It didn't take a lot more thrusts for another orgasm to wash over him, making him tremble and hiss at the pain, his knees almost giving up as a few more drops of cum came out of his spent cock.

You gave him a last, gentle pump that made him shake, slacking against your body as his threatened to give up.

You shushed him, holding him tightly and rubbing your hand on his abdomen to calm him down.

Matt took a moment to even his breath out before turning to face you, his nose nuzzling yours. "Are you gonna let me kiss you now?"

"Yeah, c'mere…" You raised a hand to the back of his neck to pull him in, your lips finally connecting with his in a slow, tender kiss, Matt's arms wrapping around your waist to hold you tight against him.

Without breaking the kiss, he placed both of you under the stream of water, his hands leaving your waist to gently grab your face, intending to break the kiss to say something, but ultimately being unable to do it, indulging in the feeling of your soft lips brushing against his for a bit more.

"Let me do something for you too…"

"I think we've wasted enough water, Matt." You chuckled and reached to stop the running water, now that it had already washed away the remnants of Matt's orgasm of your skin.

"In bed, then." He insisted, nuzzling your nose again as his hands left your face to trail down your body.

"Don't think I haven't noticed the bruise on your ribs, Devil." It wasn't that you didn't want him to fuck you. In fact, that's all you had been wanting all night long. But he was hurt, and you knew he would not care if he made his injuries worse if that meant he satisfied you.

Matt sighed, rubbing your hip before smirking at you, leaning in. "I'll tell you what, we can go to sleep now or we can go to bed and you sit on my face. I don't have to move anything but my mouth." He said in a low, suggesting tone, the grip on your hip tightening at the thought of tasting you.

You bit your lower lip, your neglected pussy clench around nothing at his words. "Fuck, Matt… I can't argue with that."

Matt's smirk grew into a satisfied smile before kissing your lips again, more passionately this time. "Let's get out of here then, can't wait to taste my birthday gift."

I LOVE THIS SO SO SO MUCHHHH AAAAA

She said, "What's on your mind?"// I said, "Your skin"

Pairing: Matt Murdock x AFAB Reader

Warnings: Implied smut, Established relationship, Mirror stuff, like pussy worship if you squint

Author’s Note: I just think we should all be more comfortable looking at ourselves and getting to know our bodies and I like to image Matt would want that too. I really need to wash my hair but I also just ate so I wrote this while I waited for my stomach to settle

Post-orgasm Matt was clingy and soft but he claimed that was only for you. After a round of morning sex, you and him were on top of the covers. You were leaning against the headboard. His head was on your mound with his right ear pressed against your crotch while you played with his hair. You weren’t sure if he was listening to his cum moving around in your uterus or the pulse that was still throbbing in your loins.

There was a mirror parallel to where you and Matt were laying, giving the perfect view of your post-orgasmic state. Even though you knew he wasn’t, the way Matt’s head was resting it was almost like he was looking directly at your body in the mirror. “Tell me what you look like”

You rolled your eyes. “Matt you know what I look like.” You went on to give a very utilitarian description of the colour of your hair, your eyes, your height, your body type all the standard stuff that would show up if you got roped into more of Matt’s shenanigans and ended up as a fugitive on Unsolved Mysteries.

“That’s not what I mean.” Matt hooks his hands underneath the flesh of your thighs and spreads your legs as far as they would go, having your plush, dewy folds completely exposed in the reflection of the mirror. You had never really seen yourself like this.

“Every time I think I’ve got your body mapped and figured out there’s always something new that I find that takes my breath away.” You smiled thinking about the other night when Matt shifted the angle of his thrust. He found a new spot inside of you that made his breath hitch and you moan so pretty around his cock.

Matt’s fingers parted your labia using two fingers to hold the puffy lips apart to expose your glistening flesh. “So tell me, gorgeous, what do you look like?”

Part 2

Me to my sister-in-law on Instagram: “Awww, look, Charlie Cox wants to guest star on Bluey. He’s too cute to live!”

Me to the void on tumblr: “I want Matt Murdock to [redact] me in the shower. If I die play Guilty as Sin? at my funeral.”

The way I always think about this smut…that’s how good it is

𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮

Pairing: Matt Murdock x (female) Reader

Summary: Matt encourages you to be a bit louder…

Warnings: bit of fluff, lil bit of angst, smut, praise kink, oral (f receiving), penetrative sex (m+f), minors DNI

A/N: this just might be the most self-indulgent fic I’ve ever written, hope you enjoy, I know I did😈🥺✨🖤

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. If you click ‘keep reading’ you are herby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

“Can I ask you something?” Matt mumbles suddenly.

You’re both sat in bed together, a rare night off for the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen. You feel nerves wash over you, a instinctive reaction to the question.

“Yeah...?"

Matt sighs lightly, hesitating, like he’s searching for the right words.

“When we- when I- well when we’re...” he trails awkwardly. He sighs again. “Do I make you feel good? You know, when we're together?” He finally stammers.

You’re taken aback slightly. Matt was usually so confident in himself and his abilities. Where had this self-consciousness suddenly come from?

“Yes of course you do, I feel amazing when I'm with you, you know that” you reassure him quickly. But he just shakes his head lightly.

“No I mean,” he hesitates again. “I mean when we’re together,” he emphasises, “do I make you feel good? Do I give you... pleasure?"

“Oh” you mumble, the realisation finally washing over you. You sit in awkward silence for a moment before he speaks up again. He shifts to face you, his hand coming to rest on your hip, his thumb circling your skin gently.

“It’s just... I can feel how responsive your body is to me, so I think im doing a good job. But then... you don’t make any noise. You’re so quiet, even to my ears. It just makes me wonder..."

You flush furiously, your hands knotting together in your lap.

“I just want to know if there’s something I'm doing wrong. I want to make you feel good, y/n. You just have to tell me what you want, I’ll do it, I’d do anything for you” his other hand tentatively reaches up until he finds your face and cups your cheek softly.

Now it was your turn to sigh as you try to find the right words yourself.

“No, it’s not you Matt. You do make me feel so good. Really. You’re amazing. It- it's me... I just- I don’t know” you mumble. “I'm just not very vocal, I never have been."

“Why?” He asks softly, his thumb strokes your cheek.

“I don’t know, I guess I don’t like relinquishing control. Or being vulnerable” you admit. "Letting someone hear you moan like that...” you trail off, shrugging your shoulders.

Instead of replying with words of reassurance Matt just leans forward until his lips find yours. His mouth moves gently against yours, your lips moulding together as if they were made to always be connected. You realise that he didn’t need to say words of reassurance, it was all being conveyed through his kiss. He was telling you that it was okay, that he understood, and that you were safe with him.

After a moment he moves you so that you’re lying on your back with him hovering just over you. His lips stay connected with yours, moving rhythmically together. His hand that was cupping your face moves to cup the back of your neck, tilting your head back just enough for your mouth to open and allow his tongue to slide against your own. He moans into the kiss, the vibrations coursing through you. You feel the faintest of happy sighs leave you as your bodies start to rock together. His other hand is on your hip, your hands running over his bare torso before finding their way into his hair, tugging at it gently. This elicits another groan from him.

He breaks the kiss to pepper his mouth across your jaw towards your neck. He kisses your warm skin, nipping lightly at random. His mouth moves towards your ear where he stops briefly.

“It’s okay baby, you’re safe with me” he whispers against your skin. He kisses the pulse point below your ear before adding “let me take care of you.”

His hips rock against yours. You can feel his erection pushing through his boxer shorts, pushing into your inner thigh. Another tiny whine leaves you, ever so slightly louder than before. Matt hops on to it immediately.

“Yes baby that’s it” he kisses further down your neck. “Let go, make noise for me sweetheart. I’m gonna make you feel so good” he promises as he kisses down your throat until he reaches the hem of his shirt that you were wearing. He pulls it off and over you, throwing it aside before diving back into your chest. His lips are all over you, hot and wet against your skin. He kisses over your breasts, taking his time in paying attention to each one. He sucks your one nipple into his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin, his tongue swirling around the bud.

You arch your back, pushing yourself up into his mouth. He bites down a bit harder and a surprised cry sounds from you. He soothes his bite over with his tongue before he moves on to pay just as much attention to your other breast. His hand comes to cup your tit, his palm memorising and mapping the layout of your skin. Your skin is on fire everywhere he’s touching you. You’d slept with Matt before but this, this was something else. There’s something different about this. The intensity to it, it’s unlike anything you’ve ever had with anyone else before. The amount of attention and care he was paying to your body. You were soaked, a wet patch seeping through your panties. Pleasure was coursing through your veins and he hadn’t even gotten to touching his favourite part of you yet.

Your nails rake across his scalp as he moves lower down your body. He kisses across your stomach, his lips ghosting over your belly button before he places a kiss just above the waistband of your panties. He moves his hands up your thighs, setting fire to your skin again as he goes. His fingers hook into your panties and he slowly pulls them down your legs. A small moan bubbles from your lips in anticipation as he kisses up your inner thigh. You feel him smile against your skin, encouraging the noises to fall from your lips.

Then, finally, after what felt like a lifetime of building up and teasing, his tongue finds its way between your folds. He licks slowly up your slit. You shiver when his tongue sweeps over your clit. He repeats this action a few more times, his tongue only brushing over your sensitive bud for the briefest of moments each time. Finally a groan of frustration leaves you as you tug on his hair, urging him to put his mouth on you.

“Mmm there we go” he hums against you in response to the noises that were finally spilling from your lips.

And then, almost like it was a reward, he finally attaches his mouth wholly onto your clit. You hear another sharp gasp leave you as he sucks your clit into his mouth. He hums in satisfaction again, the vibrations strumming through your core. His hands are holding your thighs open, pinning your hips down to the mattress as you frantically buck your hips into his face. His tongue works pure magic on you, switching from lapping, to swirling, to sucking it in his mouth. Slowly but surely you start to feel a fire build inside your lower belly, matching the flames burning across your skin where Matt was touching you. And slowly, you start to hear more and more noise tumble from your lips as Matt works you towards your climax.

“Fuck, Matt...” your voice cracks, barely audible to your own ears. But you know Matt heard you as he increases the speed of his tongue moving against your sensitive bundle of nerves. His new found speed paired with a hum of vibrations from him moaning finally tips you over the precipice of pleasure. Your arch your back, lifting off the bed, your pussy clenching as pleasure burns through your body.

“That’s it baby” he murmurs against your skin as he starts kissing his way back up your body. “You’re doing so well” he praises against the skin between your breasts.

His mouth finds its way back up your throat, across your neck, until his lips land to place a chaste kiss against your own. He pulls back the slightest bit. His face hovers just above yours as you breath heavily beneath him, his focus purely on listening to the sounds that you make. The softest whines and moans can just be heard between each ragged breath and Matt smirks at the progress. He leans down to kiss you, his tongue finding its way into your mouth again, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

You then feel his body shift against you as he pushes his boxers down his thighs, his leaking cock finally springing free. He grinds against you, your bodies rocking against each other again. You can feel his head rubbing against your folds and you whine into his mouth with impatience. You can feel his lips smirk against your own as he grabs his dick in one hand, guiding it through the slick and spit between your folds before he finds your entrance.

Your mouth hangs open, a quiet moan escaping you as he pushes inside you. He groans in sync with you as he sinks inside you to the hilt. He begins to move his hips against yours, pulling almost all the way out of you before plunging back in. He begins nipping across your jaw again, moving to hang his head in the crook of your neck as he starts to move rhythmically inside you. His tip pushes against that sweet spot inside you. He’s barely met his usual pace yet and you’re already seeing stars, your body reacting of its own accord to his moving against you, inside you.

“Come on baby” Matt whines into your ear. “Let me hear you, please. I need to hear you."

You moan at his words. Hearing this man beg and cry for you to make noise for him? It made your pussy clench over him, your walls fluttering. His responding moan is heavenly. Your nails are raking down his back, leaving angry marks in your wake. Matt has one hand gripping your waist, helping guide you against his dick. His other hand finds its way to one of yours, pulling your arm from his back and pinning it to the bed above you, your fingers interlacing.

Your legs are hooked over his back, your heels against his ass, pushing him impossibly deep inside you. He feels so good, so fucking good. You forget about control, forget about everything outside of having the man you loved rock inside you so deliciously, his entire body working to ensure you gained the most amount of pleasure. He fucks into you slowly and deliberately, pushing deep inside you each time. He was taking his time, making sure to pay attention to your body and how it responded. Listening for the soft sounds you made when he moved a certain way and ensuring to keep on with that particular motion.

“Come on baby” he whines into your ear. “You’re doing so well, you sound so fucking beautiful moaning on my cock” he groans, biting the skin adjoining your neck to your shoulder.

“That’s it angel, moan for me. Louder” he begs, his hips starting to increase speed as he ruts into you over and over you.

You oblige, no longer holding yourself back, no longer filtering the sounds that come from you. You keen and whine and moan and cry as Matt moves inside you, your vision blurring, your head spinning.

“Uh, Matt” you moan. “You feel so fucking good” your voice breaking with pleasure as Matt hits that spot inside you again.

You can hear yourself getting louder and louder, your breathing getting heavier, involuntarily moans overflowing from your mouth like a flood. You feel your body begin to coil, your muscles tightening as the pleasure builds inside your core. Matt senses your body getting close, can hear it clear as day in the way your moans are falling from your lips.

He takes his hand from your hip and shoves it between your bodies, his fingers quickly finding their target on your clit, circling it in time with his thrusts. His other hand tightens its grip your own where he still has it pinned above you. The pleasure that builds in your body feels new, like nothing you’d experienced with anyone else before. You feel a tear prick in your eye as you almost become overwhelmed by it all. Matt senses this and begins peppering your neck with gentle kisses again.

“I love you y/n. You’re safe with me, it’s okay. Let go, cum for me baby” he coos into your neck.

That lone tear slips down your cheek as your body rocks with pleasure. Your whole body shudders, your thighs trembling, toes curling, pussy clenching around Matt as you cum with the loudest moan you’d ever heard from yourself.

“Matty... shit” you cry as you convulse beneath him.

He groans loudly into your ear, his name like sin on your lips being enough to push him over the edge too. You can hear his grunts muffling your own sounds as he thrusts sloppily inside you, his cock twitching as he spills into your cunt.

“Fuck y/n, my name sounds so fucking amazing on your lips” he hums into your neck as he finally stops his thrusting, his face hovering just above yours again.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” He tells you as he places another chaste kiss to your lips.

“Hmm,” you scoff, “and how would you know?”

He shakes his head. “I just do. Everything about you is beautiful” he begins peppering you with kisses again between his words. “I can feel the shape of your body, the curves and dips of your skin. I love how your tits fit just perfectly in my hands. I how your hips slot so well against my own. I love how you wrap around my cock so tightly."

You huff lightly and roll your eyes. His tone softens.

“I’m serious. I can hear the kindness in your voice even if I can’t see it in your eyes. I know how generous and caring you are, sometimes even at the detriment of your own sake. You’re beautiful y/n, because I can feel it radiating from within you. I can feel the love you have for this world, and I love you all the more for it."

You sniff lightly as tears spring to your eyes again. You lean up and kiss him again.

“But now, I think most of all, I love the sounds you make” he hums, breaking the kiss briefly. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you” he murmurs against your lips before kissing you.

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A/N: someone help I am so whipped for this man🤧

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