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The Devil Always Gets What He Wants Part 2

Summary:

   After finding out who your hero/crush was. He takes you all for himself. Tired of the mistreatment he's been receiving. All he does for the selfish city, for selfish people like you. So he's going to keep something sweet for himself, something to ease all the things he's feeling on. You'll both make the domestic life work, and if you don't want to well he'll make sure you'll learn to love him and obey him.

A/N: Sorry this was a little late, I hope you guys enjoy! Once you click read more I am not responsible for your content consumption, warnings are posted please read them. This is an 18+ post, MINORS DNI!

Part One(Click Here)

Word Count: 4,500+

Pairing: Matt Murdock/Daredevil and Fem reader

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Warnings: Very mean/angry Matt, Dubcon/Noncon, Possessiveness, Choking, Unprotected sex, Slapping, Degrading, Lots of dirty talk, knife play, blood kink?, Sprinkle of masochism, Pet names(Angel, bunny, baby), some Rope bunny action, a dash of breeding kink, Stockholm Syndrome?

You woke up with a groan, everything felt fuzzy. Your body was light, eye lids felt heavy. "Hi Angel, you alright?" That familiar voice gently cooed as a hand rubbed your thigh. "Matt?" You cocked your head blinking your eyes open. "What are you doing?" Your words and voice were slurred after just waking up. He finally came into view, his hair was messy and he didn't have a shirt on. Not that you were complaining.

   You smiled remembering the events a bit from last night, wait this isn't your bed. You don't remember coming back to his place, what the hell happened. "I can hear your heart racing, don't panic. Just listen, I know how you've been struggling, things have been hard for you. The job, rent, the lack of a sex life, and I can help you with all of that Y/N. Think about it, I can make you happy." Matt said it all so casually, a little rehearsed it seemed. Part of you was intrigued, it would be nice to have help with those things. Matt definitely lived in a nicer part of town, his bed was a lot more comfortable, this was the best you slept in months.

   Matt could hear your heart rate calm, and realized you were thinking about it. Thinking about a life with him, his own heart started to pick up happily.

   "I don't know, I don't even really know you all that well Matt. I hated you yesterday, I mean not really but we weren't exactly good friends." You were hesitating, but he was going to play nice and be patient. He wanted you to want this, want him.

   Matt knew what he was about to do was wrong, but he knew it would work. If he could be inside you again, you'd be screaming yes. No hesitation at all. He knew you'd be begging to live with him if he could just give you the pleasure you deserve.

   "Well I'll let you think on it." He lied, he wanted an answer today. Preferably right now. That's when his hand started to caress your thigh, moving up in your lap. You had that same flannel on from last night, it wasn't exactly the most coverage.

   "Matt." You warned, not wanting to give into whatever this was. "Hmm?" He mumbled as he leaned over you, kissing down your jaw to your neck. The marks from last night oh so present. "Matt no." You made your voice much more stern this time.

"Or what baby?" He whispered and licked under your ear, nibbling at a hickey from the previous night. "Matty!" You whined and he grinned into your neck. Your throat was way too sensitive for this. "Tell me you don't want it." His deep voice groaned into your ear as he pushed his hips into yours, his sweats on him and his boxers he put on you not doing too much to reduce the feeling. You whined at the contact wanting more immediately. This man was so addicting…

"I knew you didn't want me to stop." He grinned and continued to grind himself against you, sucking more hickeys into your neck. You pulled him closer to you, never wanting the feelings to end. Until lucky you, his phone started to ring.

"I'll let it go to voicemail." He said making you grin, and you started to kiss him. His stubble tickling you ever so slightly, his lips felt so perfect against yours. Like you two were made for each other, and he was thinking the exact same thing. The phone stopped ringing finally and you fully relaxed beneath him again. He was so addicting, so good at everything and just knew exactly how to make you feel good.

His phone started to ring again, you huffed pushing him gently. "Just answer it really quick." You said trying not to sound too angry. Just upset over the interruption. "Real quick." He repeated, not sure if he was trying to convince you or himself. He answered the phone, Foggy was panicking over their latest case, you could semi hear him through the phone. "Yeah, alright. Okay. Got it, Yeah Foggy. I'll be right there." Matt sighed deeply when he hung up. "I gotta go, wait here for me? I'll be quick I promise." He had a sad look on his face, one you could never deny. "That's fine. Mind if I explore the kitchen while you're gone?" You asked realizing you were a bit hungry.

"Of course." He smiled and begun to change in front of you, like it was nothing. Your mouth watered as he slid off his sweats, exposing how hard he was. His boxers not really holding back his excitement. "Just because I'm blind doesn't mean I don't know when you're staring." He says and turns his head at you with a smirk.

You look down mumbling an apology, avoiding the God of a man feet away, putting on a suit, and looking damn good during it all. How did he know to match his clothes? The random thought crossed your mind as he pulled together quite the outfit. Even his shoes went with it all.

"Gonna be good for me?" He asked after slipping his glasses on, and grabbing his cane. "Of course." You smiled and leaned up a bit, wanting a kiss goodbye. "Good girl." He praised making you blush. The kiss was way too short but, heavenly for the short time it lasted. You smiled happily watching his ass in those semi tight slacks as he walked away. "Stop staring at my ass!" He called out as he turned down the hallway.

•••

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." You groaned extremely annoyed. It was ten fucking o'clock at night, and you tried to call Matt, nothing. Nowhere to be found. What the fuck. He said he'd be quick and it's been over twelve hours now. Part of you was worried, another part raging, angry.

After showering, detangling your hair, putting on some of his clothing, making yourself pancakes, cleaning, organizing the little bit of stuff he had, thinking, making his bed, then making yourself grilled cheese, thinking some more, biting your nails for what felt like ever, and yet again thinking some more, still no Matt. You were trying not to lose it. Trying to not just storm out and never speak to him again. How could he do this to you? God, was he okay? He better be okay. What would you do if he wasn't okay?

Almost as if on cue the window slid open and Matt came right in. Not wearing his suit from earlier, but an all black skin tight shirt that hugged him in all the right places, black cloth tied around his head covering his eyes and some mouth watering pants that squeezed those muscular legs beautifully. Part of you was trying not to drool, the other was pissed off. "Where the fuck have you been?" You snapped instantly.

   His head cocked to the side at this, "I'm sorry what?" Matt seemed unhappy, but you couldn't really give a fuck. You were so worried about him.

   "I was here all day long, Matt you told me you'd be quick." You spat angrily crossing your arms. "Watch your tone." He warned and moved closer to you, "or what?" You shot back, trying to match his energy and tone.

   The sudden grab of your hair made you whine, he dragged you to the room, and you began to trip, practically crawling shortly behind him. "Matt!" You cried at the pain, God why did you test this man?

   "No, you don't get to sit and talk back to me after I spent all fucking day working my ass off on a case. Thinking about you, you got me all fucked up in the head. I couldn't even concentrate because the fucking taste of you still was in my mouth. You know that? Wanna know what else you didn't know?" He had your cheeks roughly in his grip. "I just got back from being kicked in the ribs and thrown out of a second story building, and I get a bratty disrespectful loud mouth to come home to? Don't. Fucking. Start." He was fuming, you could feel the heat radiating off of him, his fingers digging more into your cheeks with the last three words.

   He got up from your level, taking off his clothing. His hair was every which way, he looked so soft and beautiful for someone so harsh and full of rage. Something about the way he talked to you, ticked you off. Did he really think he could just boss you around like that?

   "I'm just glad your back so you can hear me say it in person, my answer is no. I don't need you to be happy Matthew, I don't need anyone. I'm perfectly fine on my own. Bye Murdock." You said storming out. Not giving a fuck about the lack of pants. You've worn shorter skirts around town.

   Your breath was slammed right out of your lungs as your back hit the wall, "where the fuck do you think you're going?" Matt cocked his head, eyebrows furrowed and lips almost in a frown. "Away from you." You said trying to move away from him. He put his arms up on either side of you, "I told you not to start." This time it wasn't a warning, he was about to fulfill whatever he had planned.

   "Matt wait I'm sorry." You panicked and apologized, trembling a bit. "I can hear you bunny, that little fast rabbit heart, lying again. You're not sorry, but I'll make you be." Matt grabbed your neck squeezing hard enough to cut off your oxygen. The feeling instantly made you moan weakly. "Such a slut for me baby, but clearly you need a reminder of how to behave. On your knees." The demand has you dripping instantly. This man knew just what to say and how to say it....

   "I have to do it all myself don't I?" His irritated voice groaned making you blush that you got so caught up in his words. He began to force your shoulders down, and you dropped to your knees. "Good girl." He praised momentarily, removing his belt and pushing down his pants without a second thought it seemed. It was one thing to fit inside you, but now your mouth?

   "You're going to take it all, understand?" He's got to be joking... "understand?" He asked again with that tone. The one that reminded you Matt Murdock wasn't one to be tested. "Yes sir." You answered quickly, eager to please him.

   "Such a good girl." His voice nearly cracked at the end as you wrapped your mouth around his tip. Your cheeks warmed, you really had that effect on him? Eager to please him you began to suck him off quickly, trying your best to take him in. Making sure to slobber on him to make it easier to fit him in your mouth. You opened your jaw as wide as you could, tongue against his shaft as you throated his cock.

Looking up at the God himself your mouth watered, drooling around his cock. Working your mouth up and down him, he was so hot. Eyes squeezed shut he let out a long strangled groan.

    You took him slowly, from tip to as close to his base you could take it without gagging. "Come on Angel, you can do better than that." He teased, his hands grabbed your hair in a makeshift pony tail, one holding it in place. As the other grabbed your jaw. What was he- oh god. Matt began to fuck your mouth brutally, shoving himself down your throat, your gag reflex just being pushed past. Your eyes began to water and you could see the evil smile on his face even through your blurred vision as Matt thrusted his hips as he pleased into your mouth.

   "Mmm you're so good at this Y/N. I wish I tried your slut mouth sooner." His groan sent an ache between your thighs that made every slightly painful thrust down your throat so worth it. You started to moan around him, excitement pooling between your thighs as you couldn't wait for what's to come after this.

    His hips started to slow a bit as he started to just thrust deeper and slower. Hips rutting into you mouth, your eyes pouring tears from your gag reflex being absolutely violated. Matt was using you with no remorse, even without your answer, you were his. You belonged to the devil of Hell's Kitchen, but as you heard that man's moans, he sounded much more like a God. He deserves worship, and you were more than happy to give it to him.

    "That's a good girl Y/N, now make sure and swallow it all." The demand had you moaning around him again and pressing your tongue more against his cock as he continued to use your mouth.

    With one last loud moan, Matt used the wall to hold himself up as he twitched inside of your mouth. "Fuck, take it all Angel." He said and such a heavenly word had never sounded more unholy. The feeling of his warm cum flooding your throat made your eyes roll back. You've thought of this moment many times with Matt, and it's finally happening. He tasted sweet, a little salty but surprisingly sweet for a man so tough and hard as nails.

   His hands released your head and immediately once you shut your jaw you realized how sore it really was. "Fuck Matt, could you ease up?" You whined as your throat felt raw. "After the way you talked to me, just be lucky that's all I did." He said and put his pants back on.

   Without another word, he pulled you up to your feet and kissed you, you got so lost into the kiss you didn't realize he was carrying you until he dropped you on the bed. "What are you doing?" That fear crept through you a bit as he had such an unreadable look on his face. "I can smell you so strongly already, that little heart is racing again just how I like bunny." Matt praised as he kissed down your neck to your chest, his button up shirt practically fully unbuttoned as the one button that was done was hanging on by a thread, literally. So when Matt pulled apart the material, the button went flying.

    "I love you in my clothes," he nearly growled as he continued to devour your flesh, heading further and further down. "I love you more with them off though." He added and it made you roll your eyes.

    He pulled you up, taking off his shirt only to quite suddenly tie it around your wrists. "Now you'll have to obey, I won't stop until you give me an answer for this morning. A truthful one." Matt announced as he stood up, covering your eyes with some cloth, almost resembling a scarf. Now it was all dark.

    A very unfamiliar sound made you tense up. Cold metal roamed your skin...

   "Matt, wha-," "I told you I'd make sure to throw cuts in next time since I know you would've like that. I'm a man of my word." His tone had such lust in it, it made you shiver, so cold under his warm touch. "Matty!" You whined.

     The sharp metal landed underneath your chin after slowly raising up the valley of your breasts. "Being so good for me." The compliment made your face completely red. Not used to such charm, but Matt has always been one for it. A sharp gasp ripped through your throat as he cut his boxers from your body, using his hands to completely tear them off of you. The fabric now in two pieces. "Smell so sweet bunny, can't wait to have you on my cock again." The words had you drooling, impatient for him to be inside you again.

   Matt knew you couldn't think or make a decision properly in this time, and that's exactly why he's about to fuck you and ask then.

    Momentarily the weight from the bed disappeared and you were alone, however that didn't last long as Matt quickly returned. However he was now naked and lined up between your thighs. "You won't ever be able to leave me Angel." He grinned as he kissed along your ear. The cold metal surprised you as the sharpness greeted your neck, "make too much noise and I'll mark your pretty little body up some more with some scars, understand bunny?" In no way was that a question, it was a threat. One you definitely didn't mind. It had you sucking your lip between your teeth, aching for him.

    With the knife still against your neck, he slid into you, the stretch making you whine for a second before moaning in extreme euphoria. His thrusts didn't fit pick up speed, he was slamming in and out already, leaving you breathe less. You didn't get a chance to catch your breath before he completely pounding into you, it felt like he was giving you his all. You just laid there crying out in overwhelming pleasure at the feeling of him slamming into your g spot wonderfully. "Mmm yes Matty!" You whimpered as you felt him so so deep inside of you.

   He loved how much of a mess you were for him. "Shhh, take it baby." He cooed only to press the knife hardened against your throat.

    You threw your head back, not caring if the blade cut you, you wanted it to. If you were being truthful, you loved the pleasure filled pain Matthew had to offer. It was to die for. "You like it? Of course you do. Guess I shouldn’t be surprised since you’re such a slut for me baby. I bet you fucking <b>love<b/> it.”

“Come on use your words.” You almost started crying this man was so frustrating. “Use them.” He demanded and pulled almost completely out of you, not moving at all, that’s when the tears started pouring. “Please Matty, please I need you, fuck me like a slut. Make me yours. You’re like a fucking God. Please just fuck me!” Your voice nearly broke in some areas, you were such a needy mess. This is exactly what he wanted all along. He wanted to hear you say it, wanted you to want to be his.

Now there was no going back, for either of you.

“A God? Angel what kind of God would fuck such a whore?” The words made you whine almost a bit out of embarrassment, but once he pushed himself back inside you that disappeared and you bit down on your lip to not let out a scream from how amazing it felt. The torture was over, well you thought it was. “Oh God Matt!” You cried out as he began to pound you. “If only God could see you now. Such a filthy mouth on such a good girl Angel, I’ll just have to fuck that filth out of you.” The noise he let out as he began to pound you recklessly made you clench around him. He fit so perfect inside of you. Each thrust nearly removing himself completely from inside you, only to push himself completely in until your pubic bones kissed.

Matthew knew it was wrong, to use so much strength on someone. To absolutely ruin other men for you. It was his goal. He wanted you to be his and only his forever, even if one day you leave, you’ll only still be able to think of him. Then an idea popped in his head, he grinned to himself. Glad you wouldn’t be able to see it. He wanted to end this with you being marked as his, so he would do so. Matt set the knife off to the side and replaced it with his hand, wrapping his large hand around your throat. Reminding you who’s you really were.

The moans that slipped your mouth were endless, with each thrust one after the other he was pounding every good spot inside of you so well. “Matty.” You whined and he looked up at you tugging on the shirt that restricted your hands. He wasn’t exactly feeling patient, so he grabbed the knife and sliced the thin material from off your wrists. Your hands immediately uncovered your eyes. You couldn’t be more happy you did so, seeing Matt had you moaning even more and clenching around him all over again. “Like what you see?” His head buried into your neck as he continued to fuck you like it was the last time.

“I love it so much Matty.” You whined and could felt the pleasure building up, rising. Every part of you just wanted more. “You’re close baby, you gonna cum for me baby?” He nibbled at your neck after murmuring the words. “Yes! Fuck yes!” You felt like you were in a state of ecstasy as you felt Matt twitch inside you. Biting your lip you were more than happy to be filled by him again.

Oh shit, you haven’t taken birth control. “Matt make sure you don’t-,” his lips attaching to yours as he continued to drill his hips inside of you cut you off. As you reached the peak of your orgasm, the worry slipped your mind. Matt completely blissed out continued to thrust, fucking you through your orgasm as your walls clenched around him.

The continuous pounding was becoming too much, you started to scream as you flawed down his back. Nails leaving marks in his pale skin, you bit down on his shoulder and Matt lost it. He let himself finished inside you, the warmth in your stomach made you moan. The groan he let out in your ear was enough to make you moan alone.

“I know you forgot the pill, I don’t care. You’re all mine now Angel.” The words didn’t even bother you, too lost in the feeling of him and his cum still deep inside of you.

“Still with me bunny?” You could hear the smirk in his voice. You mumbled a yes, still too fucked out of your mind to function. “I had an idea earlier, one you’ll love Angel.” Matt pulled out of you making you whimper, “what?” You muttered and then you were flipped onto your stomach.

A small shriek left you and you tried to move your body and turn your head, but a hand pushed you’re right back down, right above your arched up ass he held you in place. “Just stay still Angel, be a good girl for me.” The words had you dripping down your thighs. “Now stay still.” Before you could ask why you heard the familiar flip of a knife opening, “Matt.” You whined a bit scared of what he was up to. You felt so exposed, vulnerable and anxious. Knowing this man could easily overpower you.

“Hey, trust me.” He said, easing you a bit. You felt the cold metal against your ass, and he pressed it to the flesh, carving the flesh lightly, just enough to leave a scar. You let out a small moan at the sting, warm blood trickling out. “Perfect.” Matt was smiling to himself as he ran his fingers over the fresh mark. His mark.

To your surprise, Matt’s tongue ran over the soon to be scar. Kissing the marking before gently helping you off the bed. “Come look at it.” He pulled you to his bathroom, the cold air all around you making you shiver as he led you to the other room. Your eyes widened at your appearance, covered in bruises, hickeys and now, an M carved into your ass, some blood still dripping out. It was hot, you couldn’t deny it. You smiled at the new mark.

“I bet you look so beautiful covered in my marks bunny, so glad you’re all mine now.” Matt pulled you into a kiss and you melted in his arms. Fuck this man was addicting. Your legs felt like jello, thighs shaking a bit from being so sore. You don’t think you can keep up with Matt and all his stamina.

“Come on bunny, let’s get you all cleaned up.” He murmured against your lips. You opened your eyes nodding, looked forward to something so relaxing. You stepped into the shower, the warm water making you relax immediately. Matt’s hands on your waist were a pleasant surprise.

“So I’m guessing the answer was a yes.” He said as he pulled your body against his, the water falling over you both. “As long as we can get a dog.” You turned to face him, hoping for a yes. “Charlie? I think we can make that happen.” Matt leaned down to kiss you, wet hair covering his forehead, he was so beautiful.

“You know for the devil you look a lot like an Angel.” You said once you both pulled away, the warm water on your back still. “According to you, a God to be exact.” The cocky man smiled, as you stared up at him and you rolled your eyes. “Ya know I never told you about Charlie, stalker.” You teased poking him, and turning to face the water again. “Only for you.” He remarked and began to run his hands over your body, his thumb rubbing the fresh cuts on your ass lovingly.

“So, it’s a yes right?” Matt asked once again. “It’s a yes.” You groaned as he pressed the mark on your ass. “Good, I’m gonna have so much fun with you baby.” He said and bent you over, you whined still being sensitive from earlier. “Shut up and take it Angel, we both know you can.” He grunted as he slid into you making you let out a loud moan, thighs trembling.

He fucked you right then and there, bringing another orgasm out of you, and gave you a third one against the shower wall, finishing inside you that time yet again. Filling you with his cum, “I can’t wait to fuck a baby into you.” The almost whispered words made your eyes widen. “All mine forever.” Little did you know those words were every bit of true. You belonged to the devil of Hell’s Kitchen now, you were his Angel. The sweet thing he gets to keep all to himself and use as he pleases, and you loved every second of it.

The devil wanted you all for himself, and the devil always gets what he wants.

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