This Means War | Closed.

Matt chuckled as he watched her. "No, but I guess now is good a time as ever," he joked. He took her hand and led her into his room. "Take that towel off."

Natalie gave Matt a mischievous grin as she sat down on his bed, making sure the towel stayed in place. "What do I get if I listen," she teased. She always teased Matt before they had sex and it always ended up with her having hickeys she needed to cover up with concealer and foundation later on when he decided to make his hickey's visible.

Matt smirked. "I'll give you a nice treat," he teased, walking towards her and running his fingers through her hair.

Natalie grinned, sliding the towel off her body. She tossed the towel across Matt's room, watching it land right next to his dirty clothes hamper. She looked up at him, staring at from Matt's lips to his beautiful and vibrant hazel eyes. "I'll never understand how your eyes still have so much light in them when what we do is literally a giant cloud of darkness," she mumbled. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to Matt's, not wanting what she said to ruin the moment or make it something more emotional than she assumed Matt wanted it to be.

Matt kissed her back. "I always try to stay positive no matter what," he mumbled as he pulled away. He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts in his hands and gently massaging them.

Natalie let out a small moan of approval when Matt began massaging her breasts. "You always know how to touch me just right," she stated. He and Zack both had calloused rough hands but always were so gentle and loving with their touches even if they decided to get kinky with her. It honestly amused the brunette how similar yet different her brother and his best friend were in the bedroom.

Matt smirked. "Well, you have a perfect body," he said. "It's so much easier to find all the right places when your body is so amazing." He leaned in and kissed her lips again before gently pushing her onto her back.

Natalie looked up at Matt, biting down on her bottom lip slightly as she got comfortable on his bed. "What does your little heart want to do tonight," she asked. She always asked him that even from the first time they had fucked until that very moment. She always asked him the same question and his answer was always the same, no physical words to answer her question, simply actions that left her head spinning from the pleasure that soon followed.

Matt smirked down at her, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. He wanted to pleasure her tonight, take her mind off the things that were happening, but maybe secretly that's what he needed too. If he could focus on giving her pleasure instead of thinking about his dead sister, then he should be fine. For now. He reached between her legs and began to rub her clit.

Natalie moved her fingers through Matt's hair, lightly tugging on the dark curly locks as she began moaning against his lips. Her clit was always extremely sensitive especially if she already had sex. So the fact she had finished fucking Zack less than an hour before she was still more sensitive. Natalie moved her lips to Matt's neck and began nipping and sucking on his skin. She wanted to leave her mark on him since he normally did the same to her frequently.

Matt moaned softly when he felt her lips on his neck, using his free hand to grab one of her breasts and squeeze it. He pinched her nipple and tugged on it teasingly, smirking to himself.

Natalie moaned against Matt's neck, continuing what she was doing until she was sure she left a giant hickey. She pressed her lips against his again, moving one of her hands in between them and began stroking his already rock hard length. "I've barely done anything and you're already rock hard," she teased.

"Just the thought of fucking you is enough to get me hard," Matt said, pulling back to look down at her. He bit his lip and pressed his hips into her hand.

"Do it," Natalie stated. "Fuck me." She moved her hand that was stroking his length, guiding the tip of his length to her entrance as she looked straight into Matt's eyes. They were a dark and clouded with lust and something she wasn't sure she had seen in Matt's eyes before when they had sex. She let out a breathy loud moan as he slid inside her, pressing her lips to his to stifle it.

Matt moaned softly into her mouth, slowly beginning to thrust into her. He loved how she made him feel, even when they weren't having sex. She made him feel totally normal again, and that was something he missed.

Natalie smiled up at Matt, moaning which each of his thrusts he made. She managed to keep eye contact with him for the most part, her eyes occasionally rolling back into her head when he would purposely tease her and graze her g-spot with the tip of his length. What she and Matt were doing was definitely not their normal fucking. It could almost be considered love making because of how sensual and emotionally charged the brunette felt like it was.

Matt leaned in and pressed his lips to her neck, sucking lightly on her skin and moaning softly. This was definitely different than what they usually did, but it felt so good and there was so much emotion behind it.

Natalie gripped some of Matt's hair in between her fingers, moaning softly as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his lips on her bare skin. She knew in that moment she loved Matt and even if she had to keep it to herself she would always love him.

Matt began to speed up his thrusts just a little bit, letting out soft moans against her skin. He pulled back and pressed his forehead against hers, alloving his lips to brush against hers.

Natalie moaned out Matt's name as she looked into his eyes, moving to press her lips to his as she felt her body begin to tense the way it always did before she had an orgasm. She moved her hands from being tangled into Matt's hair to his shoulders, digging her nails lightly into his skin as her legs moved to wrap around his waist tightly. "I'm so close," she panted. She pressed her lips against Matt's once more, moaning out loudly against his lips as she came hard, her body trembling from the intensity.