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aswaki · 1 month

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after watching matthew making pancake live on instagram, i just thought abt having sex with him in the kitchen while you are cooking would be nxjskam&/&$&&

you're not alone, anon. oh that live is ingrained to my memory. it gave us so many points of view. his arms there were extra... yuMMy.... i wanted to BITE. whenever he moved his phone & gave us angles that were soo IDHDDJSJKS it made me weak.... ok tbh matthew would like the domestic vibe of you cooking. it felt so intimate. it'd give him a hard on to see you be focused and loving. you were as delicious as the food you prepared. you'd probably never get things done if you were together in the kitchen.

seok matthew x reader | flashfic | explicit (minors dni)

contains: fem!reader, kitchen sex, unprotected sex, backshots, slight strength kink, pet names ("baby", "pretty girl")

you standing there in an apron and a dress shouldn’t have made matthew aroused and bothered but he was.

he was so aroused and bothered at the sight of you cooking in his kitchen, wearing his ‘kiss the cook!’ apron.

you even turned on music, humming and swaying your hips along with the beat. you were so gorgeous, especially in the morning light that made it look like you were glowing. a smile formed at his lips.

matthew approached you from behind, his arms wrapping themselves around your waist. he rested his chin on the top of your shoulder then turned his head a little to the side so he could kiss on your neck. he kissed you like what the silly apron suggested. you continued cooking as he does this like it was the most natural thing in the world. the only acknowledgement you gave him were soft giggles that made his heart race faster and blood rush to his dick.

matthew wrapped himself tighter on your waist. his hands started to rub over the spot it reached as if he was memorizing how you felt.

“you hungry?” you asked him as your hand came to touch his. your voice was quiet as if you were afraid to break the tranquility this time of the day brings.

“starving,” he mumbled into your ear before continuing, “you look so sexy, baby. let me have a taste.” his breath tickled you as he spoke.

one of his hands lowered down to your ass and gave it a firm squeeze.

you tried to act like this didn’t make you wet. (it did, though. matthew knew you couldn’t control yourself when it comes to him.)

“distracting the cook is a kitchen hazard, you know.” you replied, feigning indifference… which didn’t matter. not when his strong arms moved you from your spot over to the kitchen island. he pressed your face to its cool surface eliciting a gasp from your mouth.

he easily moved and bent you down. automatically, you arched your back and opened your legs a little after being put in this position. you felt your pussy getting wet because of his strength. oh, you were turned on.

matthew flipped your dress up, bunching the skirt to your waist, to see your smooth backside. “no panties? fuck, was my pretty girl expecting this?”

he ran his hands on it and then smacked your ass. you let out a moan that sounded like music to his ears. it was even better than the song you had playing at the moment.

matthew lowered his boxers. he was getting erect. he rubbed his cock up against you, instantly coating his length with your arousal. you spread your ass cheeks wider without even being told to which made him smirk. your cunt was so slick and inviting.

he then entered you which wiped your mind almost blank. you moaned even louder than before. he grabbed your wrists and held it with his hand behind your back. his free hand came to grip your hip.

matthew’s thrusts were slow and sensual, all hips and whispers. he was transfixed by the way your ass moved each time he pushed himself.

you lifted your head and looked back at him, “don't stop,” you pleaded.

“i need more.”

those were the magic words. he groaned hearing you plead to him. matthew took your urgency to heart and strengthened his stroke. he set a harsh and fast pace that should be enough to give you what you need. this would surely bring you to your climax soon.

he could feel you tensing up, squeezing him as an orgasm threatened to come out of you.

“don’t be shy, pretty girl. cum on my cock,” with a few more strokes inside of you, your walls clenched harder around his length and you orgasmed.

your moans were suddenly mixed with the sounds of the fire alarm as the food you were cooking was left forgotten on the stove. your eyes widened at it. reality sunk down on you abruptly. shit.

“oops,” he said while at the same time you looked back at him and breathed out, “told you. kitchen hazard,”

you scrambled to detach yourself from him and turn off the stove.

“we’ll continue later,” he was insane if he thought you could wait for later. you didn’t get to savour your pleasure.

you went back to him and groped his hard wet cock.

“no. now,”

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chaesparklez · 1 month

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familiarity | seok matthew x reader

wc: 3.2k

reader: femme afab

warnings: 18+ SMUT MINORS DNI

heavily gendered descriptions, fingering f!receiving, vaginal sex, slightly rough sex, unprotected sex, cumming inside, matthew is a little forceful but consent is still clear!

synopsis:

‘was he always that strong? had his smile always been that beautiful?’

a hazy summer day with your childhood best friend takes a very unexpected turn. two beating hearts, lingering gazes and dark thoughts lead to something more.

a/n: cross posted on wattpad and ao3 by moi. available on both platforms through user @/chaesparkle

"matthew stop! i'm serious, stop!" you begged between giggles as matthew chased you with a hose.

"NEVERR!" he booms in a mock-villain voice before flashing that big goofy grin of his and continuing to attack you.

a hot summer day spent at matthew's house, the two of you had somehow went from mowing the lawn to a crazed water fight.

you both sprinted around the lawn barefoot soaking each other with water before you finally yielded and declared him the winner of the stupid battle, to which he did a goofy celebration dance and sung in joy.

"ha ha, i win, you lose!" he sings in the most irritating tone ever. you can't help but scoff and smile to yourself at how happy he looks.

ever since you were toddlers, you and matthew had been the best of friends. you'd played with teddies and action figures together, walked to school together, gone on family holidays with all your parents together.

you'd grown apart a little after you'd moved away, but coming back to your hometown and spending summers with him connected you with the warm familiarity of your childhood best friend, and you had always found yourself chatting and squabbling like no time had passed. you hated to admit it, but you were both very dear to eachother.

but right now, he was just being his usual annoying self.

"for god's sake matthew, you don't have to do a celebration dance every time you win something!" you whine, raising your arm to punch him on the shoulder.

"or what?" he says, grabbing your wrist mid-air to halt it.

a second passes between you, the humid summer air suddenly blanketing around you uncomfortably. matthew looks right into your eyes, panting gently with that sunny smile on his face, seemingly unaware of the effect he'd had on you. your eyes waver, lost for a moment in his deep brown gaze.

in that loaded moment you became aware of his half buttoned shirt and the muscled chest that rose and fell against yours, glistening beads of water sitting on his smooth skin. his grip on your wrist is firm and your flesh in contact with his seems to tingle.

was he always that strong? had his smile always been that beautiful?

you snapped out of your trance shocked at your wandering thoughts. truthfully speaking, you had budding feelings for him ever since you moved out and found yourself missing his presence beside you everyday. but you'd always pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind.

because he was just... matthew. your matthew. cute adorable matthew. though he looked far from adorable with wet hair and his shirt unbuttoned like that...

'what the hell?? get a damn grip.' you mentally scolded yourself, your once again strange thoughts making you shudder.

besides, what was the point in nurturing feelings for him? you could tell by the way he treated you like a little brother that he'd never see you that way. the easy thing to do was just carry on like always.

matthew observed you in this reverie, furrowing his brows.

"you good?" he asked, slight concern behind his eyes.

"..yeah, duh, why wouldn't i be?" you shoot back, removing your wrist with an awkward cough.

"because you're being a weirdo, weirdo." he jabs, poking your forehead with a grin on his face.

that was it. you start chasing eachother all over again, him running and you screeching abuse at him loud enough for the whole neighbourhood to hear.

never a boring day with him, honestly.

you both crash through the front door and raid the freezer for popsicles, sweating and out of breath from both the heat outside and your demented tussle. matthew sits on the couch while you splay yourself out on the cool floor, both licking your popsicles absentmindedly.

"where's your mom?" you ask, turning onto your side and resting your head on your palm.

"on some bachelorette trip. you know our neighbour linda? she's getting married for the third time."

"husband number three already? damn, the woman's getting more action than me." you laugh in amusement.

"anyone can get more action than you, loser."

"um, excuse me!" you reply in mock offence clutching your chest. 'i am not a loser. i'm the picture of charm and sensuality.' you toss your hair and snoot your nose up at him.

"sure you are, marilyn monroe." he scoffs.

"you're just jealous you don't get bitches like me."

"oh really? have we forgotten what happened with keeho?"

you choke on your popsicle and go into a coughing fit, caught off guard by the mention of matthew's friend who'd asked you out a while ago.

"that was just a fluke..." you mumbled.

"i don't think so."

"it was!"

"you scared him off for life, man!" matthew exclaims, bursting into laughter at the memory.

matthew had introduced keeho to you at a mutual friend's birthday party a few years ago. you didn't talk much but he ended up asking you on a date- and your awkward teenage self had been too shy to say no. so... you went on a truly disastrous date with him that ended in you bursting into nervous laughter and lapsing into vine references when you thought he was going to kiss you.

needless to say, he was not interested after that.

"i genuinely need to ask why of all vine references you chose the krusty krab one.."

"i don't know," you groaned.

he continues laughing. "you literally sung the whole song while he just sat there. were you trying to join american idol?" he snorts.

"SHUT UP MAN," you complain. the sight of you cringing and embarrassed only makes him laugh harder. you narrow your eyes for revenge.

'okay, riddle me this then! why the hell did you decide a good way to confess to belle was to sing that cringy song for her in a fedora?? in front of the whole class?'

"hey, we were nine years old! and the fedora was fitting for the time."

"i'm afraid no time period excuses the abomination that is a fedora hat."

"you know she loved it."

"she literally laughed in your face and bullied you for the rest of the year."

"duh, because she was shocked at her overwhelming feelings for me and the aggression was a coping mechanism!"

you burst into laughter at how nonsensical this conversation was getting and shake your head. honestly sometimes this boy just talks to talk.

"your brain is strange as fuck, man. no girl can understand your thought process."

"apart from you." he responds absentmindedly.

a beat.

"yeah. apart from me." you respond after a second, heart thumping again like earlier. you quickly turn away from him, flustered and wanting to hide the blush seeping onto your cheeks.

you take the remote and hurriedly switch on the tv to distract yourself. watching for a while, you eventually zone out and forget about the weird moments earlier. you still feel tired from the water fight and stretch out on the floor. the white sundress with delicate tie straps you wear is still a little damp, the cotton cool against your skin.

"um.. why don't you get off the floor? you're wearing white, too." matthew comments, voice constricting suddenly,

"i don't wanna."

oblivious, you smile and stretch your limbs out. 'it's comfy here. you should lie down too.'

"i'm good." he replies a second too late, eyes wavering.

you prop yourself up on your elbows. "why not? come, lie down."

"forget it."

"whyy?" you whine, in a mood to annoy him since he wasn't responding. you begin chanting at a million syllables a second: 'why why why why why why why why why wh-'

then all of a sudden he is lying down... on top of you. his body over yours with his hand over your mouth to silence you.

what you were unaware of was that matthew's heart had also been racing for you. and maybe it was the balmy summer heat, or your mischievous smile, or the way the sunlight shone on your skin that he just wanted to stroke and kiss every inch of.

but he had been overtaken by all consuming desire.

hands gripping the sofa cushion with his teeth gritted, matthew had felt his bulge strain against his shorts. the tantalising view of you laying before him had drove him near madness. the creamy skin of your shoulders on display and visible nipples underneath the white fabric made him increasingly aware of the blood rushing to his cock. an angelic ingénue surrounded by a soft halo of hair splayed on the floor. a soft white peach ready for him to devour.

and the way you called out to him completely unaware of your dress riding up to show your coquettish pink panties, the flimsy tie strap falling down, so easy for him to untie with a simple tug of the string...

he had acted before thinking and found himself on top of you. the way your eyes widened and the heat of your warm breath on his palm didn't alleviate the pounding in his heart.

and now here you are, inches apart on the cool floor.

you stare into each others eyes for several seconds, the air heavy and peppered with the distant sounds of cicadas outside. something in his gaze had changed as he stares at you intensely. you'd never seen him look at you like that before.

"you can't just tell me to lie down without a care in the world. i'm a man too, you know." he says in a low voice.

"..w-what do you mean?" you whisper, voice catching in your throat.

his jaw clenches for a second before he breaks into a smirk and fixes the strap that had fallen off your shoulder.

"did you know your dress is see through?" he whispers, fingers tracing circles on your shoulder.

your face heats up at the realisation of what he's been seeing the whole time. your heart starts pounding.

with a soft smile, matthew closes his eyes and kisses you gently. your eyes flutter shut and you kiss back shyly, heart pounding knowing that deep down you'd been wishing for this to happen. his lips taste of strawberries and cream.

and your desire becomes even clearer when you feel his growing erection against your pelvis. a wave of pleasure washes through your body, starting from your wet core and blooming in your sternum. you deepen the kiss, hungry for him.

"please. want you so bad." he moans between your lips before burying his head in the crevice of your neck and planting hot kisses on your skin.

as he sucks and nibbles at your neck he runs a finger along your drenched panties, prompting a sharp intake of air from you at his touch. in a rushed movement he removes your panties with one hand and begins to massage your throbbing clit in circular motions.

"you're so wet for me already." he remarks breathlessly,

"oh my god, matthew..." you moan in sheer euphoria.

he slides a finger into your core while stimulating your clit with his thumb and you gasp in pleasure. kissing you deeply, he runs his tongue along the line of your teeth and you softly bite his bottom lip in response. matthew slides another finger into your center prompting a deep moan.

"mmnh, keep going," you whimper, the feeling of his fingers inside you combined with the stimulation to your clit almost being too much to bear.

eyes fixated on your face, he begins to rub your clit intermittently. going at it then stopping for a second before repeating the process several times when he felt you were getting close. this only increases your yearning and you whimper in submission, hips grinding to match the pace of his fingers whenever they made contact with your dripping wet core.

head spinning, whimpers escape your lips as he edges you. he begins to space out his movements, going a few more seconds without touching you each time. this drives you insane and you find your body being controlled like a puppet on strings under his touch. your pelvis jerks sharply now whenever his fingers made contact with your clit, mouth muttering indecipherable words, eyes shut tight and cheeks flushed. you feel your climax coming closer already.

"ah, matthew... that feels so good.." you moan softly.

he regards you for a second, taking in your tear stained cheeks and swollen lips. the view of you an utter mess just from his fingers sends him on a further descent into madness and he kisses your neck hungrily as if to consume you.

he couldn't take it anymore. he had to take you right here on the floor.

hastily pulling down his pants to reveal his fully grown erection, he pumps it a couple of times before aligning it with your throbbing pussy. running the tip up and down the length of it to wetten his cock. you take a sharp intake of breath in response, head spinning from the stimulation.

just before he enters you, he locks eyes with you and brushes the hair out of your face.

"are you sure?" he breathes, pupils wavering.

you nod with yearning, and he smiles and kisses your forehead.

with painstaking care he pushes his cock inside you inch by inch, allowing your pussy to get used to his size.

you throw your head back and moan as your pussy takes his girthy length, a mixture of pain and pleasure making it throb like crazy. a tear escapes your eye from the pressure. matthew wipes it away gently with the back of his hand and brushes the hair out of your eyes.

"such a good girl. you're taking my cock so well for me." he whispers. the sound of his impassioned voice combined with the feeling of him inside you sends a wave of pleasure throughout your body.

he fucks you slowly, deliberately, tip hitting your g spot with every impassioned thrust making your pussy clench tantalisingly around his length.

you throw your head back and feel his cool fingers trace the line of your neck running down to your shoulder, where with a gentle tug he undoes the tie of your sundress. the soft material slips off easily revealing your pert breasts. he cups one in his hand and licks tantalisingly at your hardened nipple, biting gently prompting a soft yelp from you.

you run your hands through his thick hair, gazing up at him between half lidded eyes. as you make eye contact he kisses you once again. you moan between his lips in ecstasy at the sensation of his strong hands exploring your body and his soft lips on yours.

in a swift movement he picks you up off the floor and presses your body against the wall, your arms around his neck for support while he hold you by your legs. you gasp as your back makes contact with the cold wall and center throbs once again at his effortless show of strength. his muscled arms flex as they grip your thighs, hips moving rapidly as he begins to pound you.

you cry out deeply as you receive his sloppy thrusts, pussy clenching tighter around his length driving him crazy.

"ah! f-fuck.. oh my god...matthew, i.." you moan desperately, unable to form a sentence at the way the feeling of his cock inside you clouds your mind.

he lets out a moan at the amalgam of sensations you're making him feel; the feeling of being inside your throbbing pussy, the way his arms burn from holding you against the wall, and your fucked out face right before him unable to do anything but stammer and take his cock. eyes watering, cheeks red, face contorted in a visage of pleasure.

he has you laying on the couch beneath him in a flash with your legs wrapped around his thighs while you lay gazing up at him fucking you in a trance, hair a fluffy mess and sweat glistening on his skin.

he's struggling not to cum from the view beneath him, your perfect tits bouncing with the movement driving him insane. you can feel your high slowly creeping up on you as his thrusts grow stronger, prompting a loud moan from you at every single movement.

"fuck.. matthew... i'm close.." you manage to choke out as your eyes flutter closed in euphoria, focusing on feeling how wet your pussy is and the way matthew's cock gradually brings you to orgasm.

"me too. cum for me baby, come on." he rasps.

and the moment washes over you both like water. he moans deeply as he finishes, hot cum pumping inside you while your walls clench around him milking his cock of every drop of cum. simultaneously you moan with your eyes closed and palm on your forehead, hips undulating as you ride out your orgasm.

in a daze, you open your eyes lazily as he pulls out, cum seeping out of your center making your pussy twitch. matthew leans down to kiss you, his cheeks flushed from the exertion. in that moment, you realise just how much you've fallen for him. you kiss back passionately and whisper: "thank you.." through half lidded eyes.

the late afternoon sunshine shines through the net curtains casting an array of shapes onto yours and matthew's skin.

you lay in a tangle of white bedsheets, unclothed and in a state of giggly bliss. matthew's hair is still a little damp from the shower you'd taken together- him insisting on soaping your body and making sure you weren't aching too much from the session. he'd even towelled you dry and brought you snacks afterwards.

and now he's here whispering sweet nothings into your ear and tracing circles on your palm, sunlight shining a golden glow on his milky skin.

you kiss his neck and he lets out a soft laugh, peering down at you and tucking your hair behind your ear before planting a kiss on your temple.

"was it not sudden to you?" he asks.

"hm?" you reply.

"what we just did.." he says, sentence trailing off as his cheeks pinken a little.

you laugh at his sudden docility, so different from the boldness he had showed just an hour ago. you prop your head up on your hand then interlock your fingers with his, gazing into his eyes.

"no," you answer. you stroke his knuckles with your thumb softly. 'i've felt this way about you for a while.'

"really?"

"mhmm."

"how didn't i notice before? i mean... i've liked you for a long time."

"because you're stupid." you burst out into giggles. 'why else do you think i bombed it with keeho?'

his eyebrows raise in surprise.

"wait, so... you mean you did that on purpose? because you liked me?"

you laugh and plant a sweet kiss on his cheek.

"i'm surprised you didn't find out earlier."

"hmmm," he replies in mock thought. 'so you seduced me on purpose today?'

"oh, that was completely by chance. i told you im irresistible."

"well, that's true..." he says, before pulling the sheet over your heads and planting a thousand kisses all over your body.

you yelp and laugh and ruffle his hair as he kisses your neck, your breasts, your waist, before he sinks further down to plant a kiss on your pelvis. he looks up at you like a golden retriever and you both know you're ready to start this all over again.

he smiles that gorgeous smile of his. the smile that's always been there ever since you were kids. your beautiful matthew.

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seokgyuu · 3 months

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you love kissing fwb!matthew. you love it so, so much, can never get enough of it - of his lips, of him.

the first time you kissed fwb!matthew was at a party. truth or dare had made the two of you lip lock and the rest is history.

fwb!matthew, who let you drag him into his own room at the frat, who grinned when you pressed your lips against his neck, mumbling how much you wanna kiss him again.

he has his fingers in your hair and his tongue in your mouth and the little sounds fwb!matthew makes drive you absolutely insane. he moans into the kiss, gasps, breathes out your name like a prayer.

there is nothing you enjoy more than making out with him. on your couch, on his bed, on the top of the bleachers of the uni’s football field, in a random supply closet at the mall. fwb!matthew finds it cute, the way you are oh-so desperate for his lips.

you want more, you want him. the first time he fucks you is in his room again, back where it all started. fwb!matthew loves to watch you from on top of you, seeing the way your lips glisten in his and your own spit as he thrusts and thrusts and thrusts into your needy, dripping pussy.

fwb!matthew praises you for how good you take his cock and you pull him down into yet another kiss because as much as you love him inside of you, it all gets a thousand times more intense when he kisses you. you love the way he can’t control himself, how his tongue is on your lips and then in your mouth, devouring yours like a roast on sunday night. he licks and sucks and drools into and down your mouth and you eat it up, you chase it like the elxier of life - and perhaps that’s just what it is to you.

when you sit at dinner with his parents when you have upgraded him from fwb!matthew to bf!matthew, it’s almost funny how no one at this table but you knows that matthew is the best kisser on this god damn earth.

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okshu · 5 days

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𝗐͟𝗐͟𝗐﹕﹙ZB1 FIC RECS﹚ ➛ ⛧

all fics of zb1 that me and @fairyofmangoes read and swooned over at the dead of the night. the authors are really talented too so make sure to check out their other works too.

▨ LEGEND ㄑ f - fluff, a - angst, s - smut

성한빈 ─── SUNG HANBIN

be careful, don't fall by @haesunflower [f] [uni AU, clumsy reader and student nurse hanbin; 0.7k]

a night in monaco [ one . two ] by @ohsunnyboy [f] [fake dating, flirting, one bed trope, lazy kisses]

to breathe in your life by @zhng96 [f] [comfort fic, insecure!reader]

sitting in traffic by @loserlvrss [a,f]

hanbin and non-sexual dominance by @zbis [f]

forget? you? by @hariboz [a]

김지웅 ─── KIM JIWOONG

french press by @zerobaselove [s] [jealous jiwoong; 1.2k]

cuteness aggression by @haecien [f] [boyfriend texts with jiwong]

a morning to remember by @taerrrrrae [f]

winter confessions by @taerrrrrae [f]

章昊 ─── ZHANG HAO

a perfect fit by @zerobaselove [f] [campus crush! zhang hao x reader; 3.4k]

to chase a dream by @ohsunnyboy [f] [musician au, rivals, makeouts and happy endings]

one day only by @cinnajun [f] [established relationship; 1.3k]

drunk of you by @kkongdakz [a] [rivals to somewhat lovers, suggestive; 2.3k]

dollification by @amoremainslayer [s]

석매튜 ─── SEOK MATTHEW

coloumb's law by @seoktized [s] [ft. jake from enhypen, college au; 3.4k]

airpods by @iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin [s] [stepcest; 2k]

feel good by @loserlvrss [s] [soft smut]

show me how to use that pretty mouth of yours by @aswaki [s] [oral fixation; 2.2k]

mile high club privilege by @aswaki [s] [stewardess/flight attendant reader, strangers themed; 1.8k]

matthew flashfic this and this by @aswaki [s]

semi public sex by @528-hotline [s]

김태래 ─── KIM TAERAE

taedros taedros [ one . two . three ] by @iwillneverforgiveyousunghanbin [s] [bsf taerae]

giving it a chance by @haesunflower [a] [not super angsty, established long term relationship]

keep it quiet by @cinnajun [f, sugg] [best friend’s brother!au x reader; 3.6k]

this loser by @kkongdakz [f]

a summ(lov)er song by @kkongdakz [f]

沈泉锐 ─── SHEN QUANRUI

against everything by @ohsunnyboy [f] [royalty!au, arranged marriages, sword fights and honour]

cherry chapstick by @loserlvrss [sugg]

sunlight by @kkongdakz [f]

wooden block tower by @kkongdakz [a]

김규빈 ─── KIM GYUVIN

7:34 pm by @zhng96 [f] [blurb]

sunny days by @zhng96 [f] [3.1k]

new year's kiss by @hariboz [f] [friends to lovers; 1.6k]

only one by @loserlvrss [f] [established relationship; 1k]

battery recharge by @kkongdakz [f]

kiss it better by @kkongdakz [f]

world's cutest couple by @cinnajun [fake angst]

pool sex by @carmesi-butterfly [s]

birthday much? by @arafilez [f] [drabble; 0.3k]

you kissed him and ran away by @sxmmerberries [f] [text imagine, bsf!gyuvin]

박건욱 ─── PARK GUNWOOK

why are you ignoring me by @slytherinshua [f]

one bed by @kkongdakz [f] [enemies to somewhat lovers; 1k]

consequences by @lovepookie [f, a]

한유진 ─── HAN YUJIN

a spark of light by @ohsunnyboy [f] [bestfriends, homework, pining away and gaming]

love lock by @trsrina [f]

mario cart by @trsrina [f]

dreams come true? by @bambisnc [f]

side dishes by @gyubaseone [f]

everything is okay by @taeraemisu [f]

7:39 pm by @itsactuallylina [f]

red thread of fate by @carmesi-butterfly [f]

제로베이스원 ─── OT9 / POLY

zb1 top 3 kinks by @melobin [s] [not including gunwook & yujin]

cute things zb1 do as you bf by @tzuberry [f] [maknae line hcs]

she's busy bro by @haesunflower [f] [text imagines, yujin not included]

cuddling with zb1 by @cinnajun [f] [headcannons, yujin not inc]

this love is small by @taeiun [f] [some of the little things that they do in your relationship, yujin not inc]

zb1 as love tropes by @tzuberry [f] [headcannons, maknae line]

sweet venom by @taeiun [f] [headcannons, pulling them by the collar and kissing, 02z + 04z + gw]

zb1 as your boyfriends by @cinnajun [f] [hcs, yujin not incl]

zb1 as taylor swift songs by @zhng96 [f] [blurbs]

calling your bsf "babe" by @zhng96 [f] [text imagines]

why him by @hariboz [f] [text imagines, you ask for another member's pc]

why didn't you kiss me by @hariboz [f] [text imagines]

favourite places to kiss by @loserlvrss [f] [blurb, gw + yj not incl]

is this mine? by @kkongdakz [f] [reaction, when you wear their clothes]

we're so cliché by @kkongdakz [f] [zb1 as love tropes]

kiss me by @kkongdakz [sugg] [making out with hyung line]

you being sleep deprived/sleep drunk by @sxmmerberries [f] [maknae line + taerae, text imagines]

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munivrse · 7 months

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masterlist

dude finally i'm getting to this. hopefully this helps you guys navigate a little bit better!

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Headcannons

bada + reader at the club

✮⋆˙ bada and reader go to the club, bada almost gets into a fight over her girlfriend

bada as your tall sexy dancer gf

✮⋆˙ here are some hcs of bada as your tall sexy dancer gf

bada + corruption kink!

✮⋆˙ gf! bada lee got a corruption kink fr and let me let yall ponder on this with me

experienced!bada + innocent reader

✮⋆˙ experienced bada tests the waters with you

˙whipped bada + oblivious reader

✮⋆˙ bada is your gf and you dont even know it

bada + idol reader

✮⋆˙ bada and her golden retriever, high energy, secret idol gf

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Text Series

texts with gf!bada

✮⋆ cw: really suggestive. bada just wants you to be a stay at home gf so please just quit your job for her

texts with gf!bada 2

✮⋆cw: its always gonna be suggestive idk what to tell yall tbh

˙texts with gf!bada part 3

✮⋆cw: mentions of baby making. drunk y/n...

texts with gf!bada part 4

✮⋆cw: not suggestive... actually theres some angst ☹️ but very very fluffy at the end :D

texts with gf!bada part 5

✮⋆cw: ....suggestive u know the deal. just crack texts idk really no like theme here. enjoy!

text pranks with gf!bada

✮⋆cw: slightly (and very slightly) suggestive i cant help it i want her to **** ** ***** * *** me so bad. enjoy

jealous bada lee texts!

✮⋆cw: jealous, possessive bada lee. she is so fine. i won't her 😍

reader reacts to bada's wkorea photoshoot

✮⋆ i cannot believe our tall sexy gf showed that much of herself to the world. i'm with reader on this one

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪 Full fics

Too close

✮⋆˙ c/w: angst. angry howl, homophobia, minor and very, very minor physical harm done to bada. closeted bada, out and proud reader. its alooooot of angst. some comfort at the end though so don't worry!

Luxurious

✮⋆˙ c/w: spoiled ass reader. down bad bada. suggestive. a little more than suggestive? not full on smut though. what does bada like more than checks? money!

My love is mine, all mine

✮⋆˙ c/w: severe anxiety/panic attack. bada comforts reader through an anxiety attack. bada best girl.

Attention

✮⋆˙ cw: bada accompanies you to your high school reunion. nothing too bad. actually, not suggestive! bada lee being fine as hell... y/n acting up per usual. really fluffy at the end. enjoy!

tell your friends

✮⋆˙ cw: requested! smut. full on. cunnilingus. strap/harness. possessive bada hitting it from the back 🧎‍♀️

takeout (on me)

✮⋆˙cw: pussy whipped bada lee taking you in several different positions. cannot get enough of the noises you make and how good she makes you feel. good god.

kissin' and hope they caught us

✮⋆˙ c/w: reader gets into their head alot, but bada is always there to reassure you.

water

✮⋆˙c/w: bath time with bada. aftercare bur bada is still h word on main. fingering, praise, and soft!dom bada.

Garden Kisses

✮⋆˙ cw: friends to lovers. a bit of angst in the beginning. cunnilingus. jealous bada. bada is bad at communicating feelings. some texts thrown in there. possessive bada. pussy drunk bada.

who jerks off the most in zb1

Haobin x reader series

night routine with haobin waking up with haobin randon haobin + reader hc's zb1 being done with haobin + reader grossly domestic haobin + reader

Seok Matthew

matthew + doggy style soft dom matthew

Shen Ricky

eating you out after dinner what he's like during baby making

Zhang Hao

idol!reader accidentally turns him on riding hao's face

Sung Hanbin

angry hanbin

enha as employees at my old coffee shop

Yang Jungwon

brat tamer jungwon

Lee Heeseung

8:16am

Park Jongseong

empty

Sim Jaeyun

quickie with jake certified munch makeup sex with jake 11:32pm certified munch #2

Park Sunghoon

making brownies with sunghoon sunghoon thinks you're pretty

Kim Sunoo

empty

#kpop #kpop smut #zb1 #enhypen #zb1 smut #zerobaseone #smut #enhypen smut #bada lee smut #bada lee #bada lee x reader

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destiny-fics · 1 month

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Fuck Those (New) Frat Boys

Welcome to the ZB1 Fraternity, how may we help you?

Following the footsteps of the infamous SKZ fraternity, President Sung Hanbin and his fellow frat brothers are maintaining a legacy of important charity work, lavish parties, academic achievement and, of course, catching the eyes and hearts of anyone who meets them.

Which member will catch your eye first?

Pairing: ZB1 Legal Line (Jiwoong-Gyuvin) x Fem!Reader (Individual stories for each member)

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst, College!au, Non-Idol!au.

Set in the same universe as my SKZ series "Fuck those frat boys."

Individual warnings will be at the start of each fic

This series is 18+ so minors kindly DNI

Stories

The Teacher's Aid - Kim Jiwoong

"You do know making out in the T.A office is against university policy, right Jiwoong?"

"I do. But I also plan to do a lot more things that break university policy in here too."

The First Chair - Zhang Hao

"You want me...to play in your string quartet?"

"It might not look like it, but I do actually pay attention when you play and you're the best cellist here. Come on, what do you say?"

The Frat President - Sung Hanbin

"Do you ever think that maybe you spread yourself too thin Hanbin?"

"I prefer to say I never back down from a commitment."

The Hallway Crush - Seok Matthew

"I never expected our first meeting to be because you're fucking one of my frat brothers."

Can't exactly say I expected it either Matthew."

The Guitar Player - Kim Taerae

"One night Taerae, and then we can stage a breakup, we just need to convince her so she'll stop setting me up on dates."

"One night, then that's it."

The Frat Sweetheart - Shen Ricky

"You know for the fraternity sweetheart you really are a dick Ricky Shen."

"At least I don't have a perpetual stick up my ass."

The Best Friend - Kim Gyuvin

"No can do, your brother specifically told me not to touch you."

"But my brother didn't tell you that you couldn't look at me."

#kpop smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 smut #sung hanbin smut #kim jiwoong smut #zhang hao smut #seok matthew smut #kim taerae smut #shen ricky smut #shen quanrui smut #kim gyuvin smut #hard thoughts with rose #kpop hard hours #zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts #zb1 x reader

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woongisi · 6 months

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Gym Buddy // Seok Matthew

dom!Seok Matthew x sub!gn!Reader // SMUT

WC// 1.9k

Synopsis// You were no stranger to visiting your boyfriend to hang out while he did his workout routine. Some days, you fail to hide how watching him do so drives you absolutely crazy.

Warnings// degradation, facefucking, choking (on dick, reader receiving), minimal dubcon (reader is somewhat hesitant), blowjobs, sweat + scent kink

Author's Note// This quite literally came to me in a dream and changed my life. Absolutely wasn't into sweat or anything of the sort prior... also may have accidentally killed @gothlcsan !!!

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Situated in his little home gym, fashioned from an unfinished basement, you'd been spotting Matthew for a couple hours now. Perhaps your definition of “spotting” was liberal at best, but what mattered was you were with him while he worked out. You always had some great chatter when you came to visit. Listening to his stories, blasting music a bit too loud, and serving as his impromptu cheerleader.

These sessions always had an unfortunate side effect, which you tended to ignore, but your patience ran thin today. Watching Matthew do his sets in his tight white tee with sleeves rolled up and green basketball shorts that rested just above the knee always left you aching between your legs. Sometimes, you wondered if he forced his strained groans just to drive you up the wall.

Crawling off the leg press machine and stretching his arms above his head, Matthew had caught you staring off into space. Certainly not thinking about his strong arms around your waist when he’s pounding into you or anything of the sort.

“Hey, you ok?” Matthew leaned over to meet your eye level and cocked his head to the side.

Snapping out of your daze and in turn nearly toppling off the bench you were perched on, you cleared your throat awkwardly.

“Uh… I'm fine. Just thinking about a couple things.”

Matthew popped a knowing smirk.

“You're blushing, you know.”

“Fine,” You started. “If you wanna play this game.”

Staring directly into his eyes and messing with the hem of his tee shirt, you spoke quite slowly and deliberately. “I… need you… to take your cock out.” You paused. “After you take a shower.”

Matthew huffed, pretending he couldn't feel the redness rising on his cheeks. Of course he knew how he bothered you but it wasn't common for you to be so direct.

“After I shower? That's no fun. You look like you're about to explode and you insist on waiting?”

Asshole.

The way you looked from his face to his bulge with furrowed brows was telling enough for Matthew to laugh at your neediness and take you into his arms. Telling you that's what he thought and pushing you to your knees once he replaced where you were previously sitting on the bench.

Part of you was still determined to act like this wasn't exactly what you wanted, glaring up at him with faux anger. Another part of you wasn't keen on having your face anywhere near his crotch when he'd just been sweating like crazy for two hours straight. The view of his chest outlined by his damp t-shirt and strong arms crossed over one another was enough to push your doubts to the side, at least mostly.

Matthew’s breathing was still heavy, his mouth hanging open, finding it harder to recover from his workout when he was now looking at you placed between his legs. Your hand slipped up beneath his shirt, running along his abs, but causing you to mentally cringe at the wetness his sweat created on your palm. You could feel his patience already running then, he had plenty of pent up energy left and the intensity his gaze held as it rested upon you was enough to convey it.

“Shirt.” You mumbled, prompting Matthew to pull his tee over his head, nearly tearing the thin white cotton in the process. God, he really was hot. The sheen of sweat accentuated the contour of his chest, his abs, and everything in between. The way you ogled at his figure simultaneously stroked his ego but fueled his impatience.

“That's enough. You wanted this so badly, yeah?” He growled and put one hand on the nape of your neck. Matthew pulled you forward, smushing your face against his groin cheek first which coated the side of your face in his sweat. Your startled gasp caused you to take in his scent in its entirety, sending an electric shock from your stomach straight to your groin.

“Matthew, that's f-fucking gross.” You whined and the way he flashed a pretty smile at you almost pissed you off.

“You're enjoying it, you slut.” His words were cruel in contrast to his expression but you had no rebuttal. As filthy and hot as he was, his natural smell was more intoxicating than you were willing to admit to yourself or to him.

Opting not to say another word, you licked a sloppy stripe along what of his cock you could reach while he held your head in place. Matthew's sigh of relief was music to your ears. “Good…” he muttered under his breath, removing his hand from your neck only after giving it a brief reassuring rub.

Placing your hands on the outside of both of his thighs, you breathed in his scent, rubbing your head against him while you kissed at the outline of his dick. He gradually hardened under your touch, throbbing under the soft fabric of his shorts that was slowly shifting from light green to dark, becoming wet with precum and your saliva.

Matthew’s soft pants filled the air, his breath catching each time you granted extra attention to his tip. You rubbed the expanse of his muscular upper thigh with one hand, using the other to fondle his sack through the fabric.

“Shit, baby,” His head dropped back against the wall. “So good to me, thank you.”

“You smell so good…” Your own words surprised you and your gasps against your lover made his head spin. He chided you for being so adamant about him showering which left your face burning with embarrassment. You aided Matthew in pulling off his shorts, his cock slapping against his stomach. You cupped his balls lightly and peered up to see the way he smiled down to you.

“Fuck, dude, you're so full.” You scolded yourself for calling your boyfriend such a name when his cock was right in front of your face. “When's the last time you jerked off?!”

“I haven't, sweetheart. Knew you were coming within a week.” He carded his fingers through your hair. “Thought I was gonna die, but now I'm thinking it was worth it.”

He’d even taken the time to trim his hair for you. The way you pulsed against your underwear quickly began to frustrate you, forcing yourself to remember that if you're patient you'll get exactly what you want. Wrapping your hand around the base of his length, you took one of his balls gently into your mouth.

“My poor boy must be so sore.” You feigned empathy between breaths. Lolling your tongue around him eagerly. You took careful note of what Matthew seemed to enjoy most. What made his hips shudder, fingers tighten their grip, and high moans fall from his lips. He seemed to particularly enjoy each time you gave his balls a light suck and tug. The weight of his sweaty dick in your hand felt so filthy yet only made you squirm more. You were well accustomed to his taste by now, finding the added salty flavor to be a bit jarring, but more exciting than anything.

Matthew tapped your shoulder a couple times, grabbing your attention.

“Babe, babe please~” He never needed to beg you for a thing but you didn't mind this desperation. “Need my cock down your throat. Missed those pretty lil’ lips around me so badly.”

“Hmm…” You pretended to ponder his request, knowing full well you've been craving exactly that. “Since you did so well keeping your hands off yourself I’ll reward you. You can use me, as hard as you want.”

Matthew's face lit up, thanking you profusely for treating him so well. You stuck your tongue out, allowing him to place the end of his cock on it once he stood up and positioned himself in front of you. He gathered a ball of spit in his mouth, leaning over so that he could let it dribble down onto himself. Your lips closed around him, Matthew harshly grabbed a fistful of your hair, lending his free hand to brace your cheek.

“Deep breaths, baby, tell me if it's too much.” He started carefully at first, pumping in and out until you were accustomed enough for him to completely bottom out. Matthew’s hips bucked forward unintentionally once he hit the back of your throat, feeling you gag against him. He was girthy, so weighty on your tongue and adorned with prominent veins. As soon as you gave his thigh a reassuring stroke, Matthew thrusted into your wet mouth harshly.

You relaxed your throat, allowing him to fuck into you with ease. Your nails dug into the flesh of his thighs, leaving crescent moon marks in their wake and making Matthew’s cock twitch. He picked up the pace, holding your head in place as repeatedly bottomed out.

His hips connected with your face haphazardly with every thrust of your hips. Each time you choked on him sent shockwaves throughout your whole body. In the moment, you were nothing but a hole for him to fuck to his hearts content and it made want to melt.

Pulling out to allow you to breathe for a moment, you coughed harshly with your chest heaving. Tears rolled down your cheeks in steady rivulets. Allotting you little time to prepare, Matthew shoved his entire length down your throat, letting out a strangled moan when your muscles clenched down hard around him. You scarcely had any time to take in air, feeling dizzy and painfully turned on while Matthew abused your throat for all it was worth.

Thick strings of your saliva and Matthew’s leaking precum created a lewd visual of a hot sticky mess on your face and the base of his dick.

“Such a good fucking toy for me,” Matthew spat. “Taking my cock so well like the worthless piece of meat you are.”

It was rare for him to be so harsh to you, so degrading and so cruel. It only served to deepen the building coil in your stomach. You were lightheaded, eyes rolling back in your head at the lack of oxygen.

“Just a little longer, know you can take it. Be good for me, alright?” You weren't sure you truly could handle more without losing consciousness but the resounding moans and strings of curses falling from Matthew's mouth had you determined to stick it out.

Suddenly, Matthew buried himself deep in your throat and forced your head to keep in place. White hot ropes of his cum gushed down your throat, choking you in the process for what felt like forever. He tasted so good, so mouthwatering, you wondered briefly if he'd been changing his diet just for this too. Once he pulled out, you sputtered out whatever of his seed hadn't made it completely down your throat. Your chest was heaving, fresh air relieving the burning in your lungs. Your legs were trembling, heart slamming against your chest, shakily moaning as you recovered.

Matthew took your hand into his own, giving it a reassuring squeeze and caringly stroking your hair.

“Are you alright, love?” He pouted with a tinge of worry. “Was I too rough?”

You shook your head eagerly. “S-So good, Matt, so fuckin good.”

He helped bring you up on to the bench, peppering kisses across your face. “You did so well for me, my favorite little slut.”

“Matthew…” Your eyes set heavy with lust, intensely staring at your lover while taking in his scent that had only increased.

“Hm?”

“Need you in me. Now. Think I might lose my mind without it.”

“Shit, after what you just did? How could I ever deny you?”

Maybe you'd have to visit his gym more often.

#[gray fucks zb1 ❄️]#zb1 smut #zb1 scenarios #seok matthew #seok matthew smut #matthew smut #zb1 matthew #zb1 x reader #zerobaseone smut #zerobaseone imagines

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teaxeee · 1 month

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One more - Seok Matthew x fem reader

Member - Seok Matthew (ZB1)

Genre - Smut (Minors DNI)

Word count - 771

Warnings - fingering, slight choking, pet names (baby, pretty), overstimulation, slight praising

Notes - This is my first time writing full on smut, am so sorry if it's not good AND I'M A BIT NERVOUS IF Y'ALL WOULD LIKE IT. Anyways, enjoy!! Also: credits to @cyberkunizz for the header <3

No wonder you were distracted the whole day…way too distracted as you kept staring at his hands. The veins popping out at the back of his hand, all the way to the inner side of his forearm, it felt way too distracting. Most likely the reason you kept tracing your fingers along the veins of his hands every time his hand was close to reach, and he knew. It was way too obvious how focused you were on his hands and his hands alone, the way you kept glancing at his hands, the way you licked your lips and rubbed your thighs, your arousal being noticeable.

That’s how you ended up in your shared bedroom, legs spread open, your back pressed up against his chest as you leaned on him, both of you fully naked. His middle and ring finger sliding inside your already wet pussy, starting to thrust slowly as he feels you clench around his fingers, already making them wet as he speeds up his movements, his thumb gently rubbing your clit as you struggle to keep your legs open. You close your legs, your thighs trapping his hand between them, feeling the veins on the back of his hand brush against your inner thighs as he keeps moving his fingers, already causing your sensitivity to show up.

"Come on, keep your legs open for me, baby." He says softly as he keeps thrusting his fingers inside you, his thumb rubbing your clit as you start rutting your hips against his hand, making him smirk. His other hand slides up to your neck, gripping it firmly as he starts to choke you but not enough to hurt you, forcing your head up to face the mirror and watch how his fingers disappear inside you with each thrust.

Your eyes start to close and you lean your head back on his shoulder, while you let out a small whine. He applies more pressure on your neck, trying to make you look in the mirror again. “Open your eyes for me pretty…want you to keep watching.” He whispers softly, his thumb still rubbing your clit as he feels your thighs start to quiver. You whimper softly and squirt hard, coating his fingers and the bed sheets.

“Woah…never knew you’d squirt this much.” He teases, still thrusting his fingers inside you, causing you to whimper. He doesn’t stop and he doesn’t plan to stop as he keeps rubbing your clit, adding too much to the sensitivity you’re feeling.

“Matthew stop…can’t take it anymore.” You beg and whimper, while he only scoffs in response, as he keeps thrusting his fingers, his ego clearly boosted due to causing you to squirt.

“I don’t think I will…you can do one more for me baby, yeah?” He coaxes you, more like forcing you to let him continue, as he thrusts his fingers faster, slipping another finger inside and stretching your already abused pussy more, making you take more than you could handle.

He enjoyed ruining you, he enjoyed the way you tremble with each thrust, the way your eyes rolled back, moans and whines escaping past your lips as you kept begging him, he wouldn’t let up. He loved the sounds that escaped past your lips, becoming obsessed with the idea to make you squirt again and again. He loved that he was the only one that could make you feel like this, make a mess out of you and ruin you, just for his own pleasure.

He watches you squirt again, noticing how your back arched from the stimulation, how your eyes rolled back, your lips being parted as you let out small gasps and whines while gripping his hand, trying to make him stop, but he doesn't. He keeps thrusting his fingers, relishing the way your body trembled from his touch.

He finally stops after noticing how your body went limp, your breathing becoming more heavier as you tried to catch your breath. He slowly removes his fingers, noticing how coated they are with your wetness. His free hand moves to your stomach, his fingers starting to rub it soothingly.

“You did so good for me, baby.” He coos softly and kisses your neck gently, as he watches you starting to calm down. He helps you lay down on the bed and gets up, as he quickly goes to the bathroom, grabbing a towel and wetting it. He comes back in the room and cleans you up, making sure to be gentle with you. He puts the towel back in the bathroom and lays down next to you, as you both cuddle to sleep.

#zb1 hard hours #zb1 smut #zb1 hard thoughts #seok matthew smut #matthew smut #zerobaseone smut #seok matthew hard hours #seok matthew x reader #zerobaseone hard hours

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haesunflower · 4 months

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soulmates unfortunately series [the prologue]

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genre: romance/fluff with adult themes pairings: reader x park gunwook, reader x kim taerae, reader x seok matthew, reader x shen ricky. word count: 3.2k warnings: drinking, character death, nsfw mention (no actual smut), underage puppy love, and other adult themes. rating is 16+.

ABOUT. here's the thing about soulmates, once you meet the one that is meant for you, you start to age. the biological clock starts to tick, and you are no longer a fresh faced 20 year old. years go by, and next thing you know it, you've grown old and wrinkly – right next to the love of your life. y/n hated this concept.

y/n has had many soulmates in her lifetime. chapter zero explores the soulmates that came before she stopped believing in the concept entirely.

⋆୨♡୧ series masterlist/about the series. ⋆୨♡୧

You used to believe in the concept of soulmates.

It could be a beautiful thing, really. In theory, you build your entire future with this person, remaining young until you meet the one that is meant for you. In this world, your biological clock remains frozen – physical and mental aging included.

Life doesn’t start unless you have your other half along with you. Your soulmate.

Growing up, you hear and experience multiple love stories around you. You are taught to look forward to this life changing moment, watching out for the tell-tale signs of your other half. Your chest tightens around them, pulling you closer, drawing you in. Others say it’s as if the universe is physically trying to draw you closer together. But you liken it more to a ‘gut feeling’; There’s no other way to describe it, you just know.

That’s how you felt about Park Gunwook – the first boy you ever came to love. The first soulmate.

PARK GUNWOOK. TWELVE YEARS OLD. YEAR 1920.

Gunwook lived in the same farm town as you, and everyone knew him.

He was the favorite son in his family. He wasn’t the eldest – but he was reliable even from a very young age. He ran errands for the neighbors often and was kind to all the children and elderly. If anyone needed some help with carrying hay bale, starting a fire, or cleaning out the barn, Park Gunwook was the go-to, in which he happily carried out his duties with a large smile on his face.

You first met on a sunny day when you had trouble with your farmwork chores. You were struggling to wrangle the pigs back to their pen, tripping over the mud, and eventually falling into a large puddle.

He must have been watching over from a far, as the next thing you know an, arm is outstretched to you. “Need some help, Y/N?”

You look up to see Gunwook, and you take his hand so he can hoist you up from the mud puddle.

“You know my name?” you ask innocently. Gunwook was fifteen at the time, and you, only twelve.

“Silly girl, of course I know you.” he says as he fixes the bangs on your forehead, temporarily disheveled by the fall. At that moment, you felt it. The undeniable tug at your chest, drawing you to him. You had a feeling he was your soulmate, and your cheeks warmed at the thought.

You reckon he felt the same. For as the years went by, he stayed as a close friend to you.

When you reached fifteen years old, marrying age, he started to see you more often.

He would ask you to join him as he saddled up the horses by the stable, and you’d ask him to accompany you as you picked flowers by the meadow. You often talked about your dreams of seeing the world, leaving this small town and meeting new people. You dreamt of seeing all sorts of buildings, appreciating all kinds of art, trying new food, and experiencing new music. He always listened to you in awe, smiling at how passionate you become when talking about your dreams. He knows it’s your favorite thing to talk about.

Gunwook on the other hand, spoke about inheriting the farm land from his father. He excitedly spoke about starting a little bed and breakfast inn where he could increase tourism in the area, allowing other folk to come experience the beauty of farm life. He once showed you the blueprint sketches he had of his proposed business venture, and with a gummy smile on his face, pointed to a house right by the meadow where your favorite flowers resided, “and here’s where we would live” he said. his cheeks were flushed red, nervous to see your reaction.

It was beautiful. He had promised to build it for you, confirming that he too, felt the same about you. That the both of you were meant to be together.

“I know you’ve always wanted to get out of here. So I’ll save up for it, and we can both go on a large adventure someday” he reassures you.

But you pictured the little farmhouse by the meadow where the two of you would live, running the bed and breakfast, and caring for the horses, pigs, and sheep. You suddenly didn’t mind having this quaint little life at all.

“It’s perfect, Gunwook. I love it.” You reassured him too.

Sadly, these were the last words you shared with him. The wedding never happened, the house was never built, and you were unable to experience being loved by Gunwook like you were meant to.

Gunwook died the next morning, at the age of 18 years old. He was helping out the local lumberjack with a project in the forest, and fell victim to a horrible accident. The townspeople and your family spared you of the gory details, so you never got the full story of how he passed away.

All you remember from that day was waking up and immediately feeling an emptiness in your heart. The tug at your chest was gone, a confirmation that he was dead. You cried.

You wondered if the universe was giving you a sign, an out from the farm town life that you dreamed of leaving. And you couldn’t help but think: what a sick, twisted, way to communicate, universe.

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You tried to continue living life as you once knew it. But everything in this small town reminded you of Gunwook. You’d often visit the meadow where your forever house with him was meant to stand, journalling or speaking to the wind – hoping Gunwook would hear you.

Your family let you grieve for two whole years, allowing the pain to fully wash over you so that you can learn to move on. Gunwook was your soulmate, everyone knew that. And at that time, the concept of having more than one soulmate was unheard of. You had already lost yours, and there was no way the universe would have another one for you.

You weren’t exactly a widow, so you would have to live life as an unmarried woman – which was difficult in that day and age. This is why your father and mother brought up the prospect of arranged marriage, even if it’s just for the sake of living comfortably. You agreed.

KIM TAERAE. SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD. YEAR 1925.

You came to know Kim Taerae at seventeen years old, when your father was sorting out marriage candidates. He had visited a local psychic who had given a shortlist of all the eligible bachelors in the area who would be the perfect match for you – insisting that ‘your soulmate would be one of the names on the list’.

You would have called her a quack if the list didn’t include a certain Kim Taerae, a young gentleman three years older, who had a voice of an angel. You officially met at a chaperoned luncheon, with both your parents and his. He was soft, kind hearted, and had a gentle nature to him.

You met several times after that before your families settled the marriage agreements. You didn’t mind marrying Taerae, in fact, you were scared to admit that he might actually be your soulmate too after all. You felt it during your first few meetings without your parents, the familiar pull at your chest. Eventually soothed by his singing and soft hums he would whisper into your hair.

“Do you think we could be soulmates, Y/N?” he asked you one evening, you were both sitting on the porch of your family home with the stars as your audience. While he strongly believed you were his soulmate, you had a hard time. You weren’t sure if the universe allowed such a thing.

“I don’t know, Taerae. I wonder if the universe is kind enough to gift you as my soulmate” you truly meant your words. He knew about your trauma with losing Gunwook, and would often accompany you as you visited his grave. He’s been patient with you, and was content with spending the rest of his life loving you, even if you weren’t soulmates. You felt the same way.

That year, Taerae turned 21 years old. He was a year older, no longer frozen at 20. Likewise, you turned 18 years old. He got his blood tested to ensure the aging wasn’t a placebo effect, that there was indeed biological change.

Everyone celebrated Taerae’s aging, the confirmation that the both of you were truly soulmates. You couldn’t believe it at first, but considered it as the universe’s way of saying ‘sorry’ for the loss of your first one.

Taerae was excited to build a future with you. He even bought a house for the two of you at the capital of the country, and you were both eager to experience city life as a married couple. But that day never came. He died from a tragic car accident, a drunk driver crashed into his vehicle when he was on his way to see you.

You woke up that day feeling like you were stuck in a recurring nighmare. You were drenched in sweat, and let out the most gut-wrenching scream of grief. You despised how this was all too familiar to you, the loss of the comforting tug at your chest. Taerae was dead, and you wailed for him.

The car company gave you a free vehicle as part of the grievance. As if a free car would cure the immense grief and anger you had been feeling. To make matters worse, the community mocked you with a new nickname: soulmate killer. Because the mere idea of being your soulmate was an automatic death sentence.

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You hated the universe. You were angry at its seeming generosity, rather cruelty of losing two soulmates at only 18 years old.

After Taerae died, your family felt anguish for you. They had immense sympathy, and let you do whatever you wanted to do. You spent another two years grieving Taerae. Though you mostly stayed at home, staring into empty space. You still visited the meadow, this time with a guitar in hand to strum familiar melodies as you thought about the two men you loved. You felt that it was only fair to Taerae that way – if you had grieved him the same way you grieved Gunwook.

It took you years before you could even feel like yourself again.

In 1930, you would have been 23 years old. But you still look, act, and feel like a 20 year old. As if the universe was mocking your unfortunate situation. As if aging was a reward and a privilege you receive after meeting the love of your life. As if the universe was blissfully unaware that you have been ripped away from the opportunity thanks to its cruelty.

You revisited your journal entries from when you were fifteen, talking about your big dream of seeing the world. You felt cursed, and you were determined to make the most of the seemingly short life you would have. After all, if your soulmates kept dying on you – who is to say that you aren’t next?

So you took your free car, and set off on a road trip. And that’s when you met Seok Matthew, a man who sadly, understood you a little too well.

SEOK MATTHEW. TWENTY YEARS OLD. 1930.

Matthew’s soulmate also died in a car accident earlier that year. His chosen method of grieving was to travel the world – discovering new places and meeting all sorts of people. That’s how the two of you met, line dancing somewhere in the south america.

Matthew wasn’t your soulmate, you knew that for sure. But you spent the next five years traveling the world together, making love in cities he took you, and living life as reckless twenty somethings. With him, you were finally able to live out your dream.

As you lay naked in the arms of Matthew in a hotel somewhere in Paris, he asked you “what if one day, one of us meets our soulmate?”. You adjust yourself to see him more clearly, fingers softly running through his hair. The thought has crossed your mind before, more for Matthew’s sake than your own.

“It’s been five years Matt, I highly doubt I’m going to meet anyone else. But you might.” you try to foster a small smile, reassuring him he could still have a chance. Matthew has only lost one soulmate, while you’ve lost two.

“No, I’d never leave you.” He sits up, a large pout on his face. His stubbornness amuses you.

“That’s what you say now, sweetie.” you laugh as you kiss his pout away. "and you know it's probably for the best, people in my hometown call me soulmate killer, you know?" you try to play it off as a joke.

"soulmate killer? that's cruel. it's not your fault y/n. you know that right?" Matthew's brows are furrowed. You smile as you hold his face, releasing the tension in his forehead by massaging his eyebrows with your thumbs.

That night, he promised to stay in your life no matter what.

But this promise turned hazy when on one of your trips to South Asia, he met the actual love of his life. You didn’t protest when he came back to your dingy hotel, head down and in tears. You didn’t argue as you watched him pack his bags, for a trip that you weren’t going to be part of. And you didn’t push him away when he asked to kiss you one last time before he left. You let him go, and you sobbed out of loneliness.

Kudos to Matthew, he did keep his promise. He sent letters every few months to your PO Box, but you didn’t have the heart to open all of it. Last you’ve heard, they had baby number one on the way – and that was your last straw. You changed PO Box addresses shortly after that, unbeknownst to Matthew, who still sent you letters every year until his eventual death.

This was the first man in your life to have a happy ending. He died of old age, with 3 children and 10 grandchildren.

Something changed in the five years you spent with Matthew. More than falling in love with a person who wasn’t your soulmate, you fell in love with the world. You could never, ever imagine yourself going back to the domesticated life at home. The years after Matthew turned you into a cynic, and you didn’t believe in love anymore either.

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PRESENT DAY. 2023.

“Got anything that’ll get me drunk in the next ten minutes?”

You plopped down on the bar stool, haphazardly placing your purse next to you. The bartender is eyeing you strangely, as if in disbelief that you’re even inside their establishment.

You sigh and pull out your identification card, a laminated piece of junk that tells you how old you really are. Scratch that, how old you are meant to be. He picks up the card and raises it up next to your face, comparing the woman in the picture to your face. It reminds you that you need to get it renewed…again. After all, the last time you updated your photo was sometime in the 80s. True enough, your ID card reflects a version of you with big hair and large colorful earrings. You don’t blame him for wanting to double check, contrasting the all black ensemble you have currently.

“Listen pal, I just buried my daughter today. I would appreciate it if you could get on with it”. You might not blame him, but you are impatient.

He slides your ID card back and pours you a whiskey on the rocks. “Sorry for your loss ma’am” he solemnly extends his condolences as he places your drink in front of you. You pick it up, raising it and nodding a “thank you” before taking a large gulp. It burns.

You outlived your daughter. And you wonder if you’ve been going about life in all the wrong ways. Atop the alcohol display at the bar is a small TV, flashing a report about a young woman named Somi who was murdered and found dead at her home – leaving her husband a widower. The news station flashed a photo of the blonde couple, sharing that they had just gotten married a week ago. She was beautiful. A shame.

As the news report slowly drowns you, your mind confronts you with the memories of your past soulmates and lovers.

PARK GUNWOOK. The soulmate you never got the chance to fully love, and died in the year 1923.

KIM TAERAE. The soulmate who was your second chance at life, and passed away in 1928.

SEOK MATTHEW. Who helped you live out your dreams from 1930 to 1935.

KIM JIWOONG. A man you married in the year 1940, who died from alcohol poisioning that same year.

ZHANG HAO. The one who gave you your daughter in 1952, but unfortunately fell victim to a house fire.

SUNG HANBIN. The husband that raised your daughter like his very own. But experienced a very fatal heart attack on the day of your daughter’s wedding in 1973.

Of course, there were others – flings and boytoys along the way. None of which were worth reminiscing about, except maybe for Kim Gyuvin.

At that moment, a tall man enters the bar and decides to take a seat next to you. His presence effectively drew you out from the thoughts circling your brain. Other than the fact that he too, is dressed in all black – you feel a deeper sense of similarity. Like kindred spirits, you recognize broken souls like yours. You order two more rounds of the whiskey the bartender gave you.

“I heard about your late wife in the news, I’m sorry for your loss.” You feign sympathy and slide the glass to the man next to you.

He looks taken aback at first, but accepts your offer. Now facing you, he raises his drink to you. You do the same. He’s strikingly handsome, with platinum hair and dark eyebrows. You also don’t miss that he’s dressed in Yves Saint Laurent from head to toe. He takes a peek at your ID card still laying on the table, making sure to catch your name.

“Next one’s on me, Y/N” he says, taking another swig at his whiskey, finishing his glass. He calls on the bartender, and buys an entire bottle for the two of you. The bartender returns his credit card, with the name ‘Shen Quanrui’ engraved.

“Thank you Quanrui, that’s very generous of you.”

He puts on a small smile, almost no one calls him by his legal name. “You can call me Ricky” he says as he pours into your glass.

“Alright Ricky. Here’s to life.” you raise up. It feels inappropriate to be clinking glasses on the day you buried your daughter, but you figured you could make an exemption. Ricky too, seemed to be going through the same thing with his late wife.

“To life.” he responds, tapping his glass against yours.

Just two broken souls who had lost someone important in their lives, drinking to fill the hollowness. You almost don’t feel the familiar bloom in your chest, tugging at your entire being like a magnet trying to find its other half. And if you do feel it, you pretend it’s the whiskey burning its place in your heart.

RICKY SHEN. TWENTY YEARS OLD. 2023. The man who you assume to be your next soulmate.

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jhjluvs · 6 months

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pairing(s) | seok matthew x f!reader

genre | smut. minors dni!!

wc | 1.9k

warnings | dom!reader, sub!idol, mdlb undertones, slight dollification/dumbification, d/s, handjob, praise, degradation, crying, begging. not super well proof-read either oops

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“matthew? baby, i’m home!” you call to the empty living room of your apartment. the lights are on but it seems your boyfriend is elsewhere. You sigh, shrug off your shoes, then you keep walking down the narrow hallway, determined to find him. you hear a soft, certain needy kind of noise when you get close enough to the door of your bedroom. it’s matthew, of course. and he sounds like he could use your help.

matthew jumps nearly a foot off the bed when you come in the bedroom, cheeks reddening even further at the sight of you smirking at him in the doorway. he lets go of his cock and sniffles, his bottom lip wobbling slightly. He looks so cute like this, caught red-handed. you resist the urge to coo at him and settle for staring, hands on your hips and waiting for this to say something to explain the stare you've found him in.

“hi, mommy,” matthew says after a few seconds. his cheeks are dusty pink and damp with tears, you notice when you cross the room to get a better look at him. he moves to the edge of the bed without you having to say a word, obedient as ever. your hands cup his squishy mochi cheeks for a moment so you can kiss them and his nose, then they drop to his bare waist. matthew looks halfway to ruined already. it’s so cute.

“hi, matt. what were you doing in here all by yourself, hmm?” you ask. he doesn’t need to know that you could hear his cries from the hallway. he also doesn't need to know what punishment you’re already planning for him--yet. matthew doesn’t look at you and hangs his head in shame, so all you see is the top of his honey-blonde head.

“i was touching.” his voice is barely loud enough for you to hear. you bite back a chuckle at his honesty and sit down on the bed behind him. he turns around so you can gently push him back down on the bed, and then straddle his legs. you take a moment to stare down at his supine form, completely at your mercy. he‘s perfect like this, your perfect boy.

“did you cum, huh, babydoll?” you don’t think he would disobey you that much, but… matthew can be unpredictable.

“n-no, mommy!” he rushes to say, tears welling up in his pretty boba eyes. “m’ sorry, wanted to be a good boy! jus’ couldn’t wait any longer for you. baby needed to touch.”

you smile again. maybe you’ll be nice tonight and let this slide. matthew needing you like this isn’t rare by any means, but it’s been nearly two weeks since you’ve been intimate with him in person like this. your job had whisked you away on an important business trip that had kept you hours away from home for two whole weeks. when you came back to your and matthew’s apartment yesterday evening he’d taken you right there on the living room couch, desperate for it and oh, so needy. and now, matthew had disobeyed you. he had broken a rule, and a very simple rule at that. to his credit, he did say he was sorry and it sounded like he meant it. plus, you’d missed him, too, after all. two weeks without him had been two weeks entirely too many. you look down at your boyfriend splayed out on your bed again. he’s all messy bangs and damp wide eyes and still-flushed cheeks, patiently (or not) waiting on your word. you wipe away the scattered tears from his face with a thumb and watch as he soaks up the affection with a soft smile, clearly eager for more touches in the way he whines when your hand leaves his cheek.

“poor needy thing. i know you’re sorry, angel. mommy’s missed you, too,” you say sweetly. you try to calm the teary-eyed matthew further with your words and warm hands rubbing up and down his bare sides, it won’t do to have him so worked up when you haven’t even touched him yet. “but good little boys don’t touch themselves without their mommy’s permission, do they?”

“n-no.”

“no what?”

“no, mommy,” matthew pouts. he’s so cute and hot at the same time, you don’t know how he does it. you hum in satisfaction at his correction anyway; he’s so good for you when he wants to be.

“much better, there’s my good boy. how do you want mommy to make you cum, sweetheart?”

matthew doesn’t say anything for a few seconds. he blinks in surprise, then looks up at you for confirmation that he heard correctly. you nod, smirking to yourself. you love keeping your boyfriend on his toes, in and out of the bedroom, and tonight is no exception.

“are you sure you’ll let me cum, mommy?”

matthew sounds nervous, worried that you’ll leave him in here all hard and wanting when you’re done teasingly playing with him. oh, he’s too cute. to be fair, you do tend to keep him on the edge when he’s submissive and you can be downright mean. but not tonight. not when you’ve been away from your baby boy and he needs his sweet, gentle mommy to take care of him. and who are you to deny such a sweet boy?

“only if you’re good, baby boy. now answer my question, i won’t ask again,” you say firmly.

matthew sniffles once more, caught off-guard by the sudden firm tone to your voice. “my cock, want mommy to touch my cock n’ make me cum. pleasepleaseplease.”

you can’t resist the urge to coo at his pathetically adorable, needy begging as you reach for matthew’s cock. it’s still damp with pre-cum and hard where it rests against his toned middle.

“mommy’s gonna start slow, can’t have you coming too quickly,” you say. matthew hisses softly when you start stroking his cock, crying out as pleasure begins to cloud his already mushy brain. you smile to yourself when you hear and see him start to fall apart under you, as he whimpers and whines and squirms with every stroke.

“mommy, c-careful! m’ small!” matthew whimpers, fresh tears falling from his eyes. he’s so beautiful when he cries, you think.

“oh, mommy knows that, silly boy. does that feel good, my angel?”

you’re not sure why you even bother asking when you already know what matthew’s answer will be. when he doesn’t answer after several seconds, your free hand makes its way to his head, fingers tangling themselves in his soft hair. you give the clump of honey-blonde hair around your fingers a rough tug, and it’s only then that you begin to get what you want from him. matthew reacts almost immediately, moaning softly at the sudden jolt of pleasure that runs through him after the pain subsides.

“baby’s sorry, jus’ feels s’good, mommy,” he pants breathlessly. “love it when you touch me like this.”

“mommy knows, sweetheart. you’re doing so well.”

when matthew starts to tear up again, when you can tell he’s grown sensitive, you try to soothe him by running your fingers through his hair, then by rubbing small circles on his waist with your thumb, but matthew just whines loudly at every touch, blushing even harder. once again you’re struck with the thought of how precious he is, how beautiful your boy is. you speed up the movement of your other hand on his cock and watch with a smile as he sobs, then whimpers softly. matthew is perfect like this, splayed out on your bed and ever so pliant below you.

“you’re just my pretty dolly, aren’t you? too dumb to do anything but lay there and take it. couldn’t even thank your mommy for getting you off,” you say lowly. “should’ve just punished you for being a naughty little boy earlier.” you’re not really mad at him; he can show his gratitude in other ways than just saying it. but it doesn’t surprise you one bit when matthew doesn’t say anything back right away. he nods and sniffles and even squirms just a little in your hold. you just keep stroking him, not letting up even when he tries to move your hand away with a disappointed whine. you watch as he starts to truly lose his mind, tears falling down his face and whorish noises leaving his mouth.

“m’ sorry for bein’ naughty,” he sobs. “thank you, mommy.”

“shh, just let mommy take care of you. dolls don’t talk, silly boy.”

that seems to be what sets matthew off for good. you love having that affect on your boy, just a few words and he loses his mind in mere seconds. he gets louder and whinier as minutes pass and gets even dumber than before, completely at your mercy, just the way you like him. he even starts to drool a little, saliva dribbling down his jaw like the hot tears that fall from his eyes. and you just watch with one hand on his waist and one hand on his drooling cock. you whisper soft sweet things to him, too, reminders that he’s a good boy and he’s doing so well for mommy. he takes it all in with a quiet sort of appreciation, reaching over to hold your free hand tightly when the pleasure reaches its peak and he can feel an orgasm coming, feel the way his whole body starts to tense up.

“mmh, m-mommy!” matthew whimpers as his thighs shake. “s’ too much, nngh… m’ so close—” he cuts himself off with a loud moan. a bead of white dribbles from his cock and down your hand, landing on the bedsheets below.

“oh?” you ask, taunting. “is mommy’s dolly gonna cum, hm?”

“yes!!” he cries, too far gone to care about being too loud. “gonna come, gonna make a mess for mommy,” matthew starts babbling again, his poor subby brain cloudy with thoughts of sweet release and of you and how good only you can make him feel.

“go ahead, sweetheart. come for mommy, you’ve earned it.”

matthew cums hard with a sharp, high-pitched cry almost immediately after you say he can. his whole body shakes under your legs through the orgasm as his cock twitches limply, painting stripes of white on your hand and his stomach.

“that’s it, good boy, you did so well,” you whisper. you keep stroking matthew’s already spent cock until the aftershocks begin to subside but before he starts trying to sit up. you decide to meet him halfway instead, bending down to press your lips to his. you kiss him languidly and sweetly, cherishing the way you can just barely taste familiar mint chocolate ice cream on his tongue. matthew smiles widely at you when you pull away from him, looking at you with such unbridled joy and love shining in his eyes.

“i love you.”

you smile back at him as you slide off his lap to stand up. “i love you, too. now let’s get you in the shower, and then i might let you return the favor.”

#lord this is nasty #might write a part 2 to this where matt eats reader out in the shower idk yet #pics from a mb i found on here ty mb makers for ur service #zerobaseone smut #zerobaseone hard hours #zb1 smut #zb1 hard hours #zb1 matthew #seok matthew smut #zb1 x reader #☆. ˚ ₊ 𓏸 *

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seokmthw · 1 year

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crazy for your chemicals | seok matthew

⇢ pairing: matthew x afab reader

⇢ warnings: smut, brat tamer!matthew (slightly soft dom), brat!reader, oral (female recieving), spanking, slight manhandling, orgasm denial, i think that's it lol

⇢ word count: 1.4k

⇢ note: listen, i think matthew and jacob from the boyz (who both happen to be my bias from each group) are extremely similar and i think that they would both be completely different if you somehow managed to piss them off, and so that thought is what inspired this. it might also be slightly self-indulgent, but that's besides the point. to the anon who requested i write matthew smut, here you go, and i hope you enjoy!

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

matthew was always the sweet, loving boyfriend he showed when you were around your friends and family. he always had a sweet voice, pure intentions, and was loving beyond belief. he rarely lost his temper, let alone lost it with you, and it took a lot to even push him to that point, which is exactly why you currently had your lips on his best friend’s, the crowd of drunken truth or dare players surrounding you cheering loudly.

you wanted so desperately to see what his anger was like, and see whether or not he would actually take it out on you behind closed doors. you pulled away from hanbin, a smirk adorning your face as you did so. all the boy in front of you did was giggle, his face flushed and hair messy from the alcohol coursing through his veins.

you glanced over at your boyfriend, taking note of the way his eyes darkened and the bright smile he was flashing was now turned into a scowl, brows furrowed in frustration. this was it, you thought, you finally pushed him past his barrier of sanity. the game continued for a few more rounds before he rose to his feet and headed toward the bathroom, subtly motioning for you to follow him.

you followed suit a few minutes later, padding down the hallway and eventually feeling his fingers curl around your wrist, his usual gentle nature completely abandoned by how tight it automatically was. he didn’t say a word, instead dragging you down the hallway toward his bedroom. you were completely unsure of what he planned to do, which excited you more than you would like to admit, and you could already feel your arousal pooling in between your legs at the thought.

the musing pulsing from the living room gently vibrated the floors beneath your feet and drowned out any of the angry grumbles he made along the way. finally, he shoved his bedroom door open, roughly pulling you in with him and slamming your body against the back of the door, his hand twisting the lock almost immediately. you gulped, eventually meeting your eyes with his burning gaze. you felt so small with him looking at you like this, and you momentarily regretted even starting this to begin with.

his hands found their place on your waist, fingers digging into your flesh hard enough to surely leave bruises in the morning. without saying a word, he leaned forward, catching your lips in a feverish, hot kiss, his mouth molding perfectly with yours. you snaked your arms around your neck, a quiet moan falling from your lips the moment he began trailing one of his hands beneath your shirt and over one of your breasts, rolling one of your nipples in between the tips of his fingers.

his lips began trailing down your neck, sucking so harshly he knew he would leave a deep, purple mark on your skin. you groaned, arching into him, but only for him to pull away, his pupils blown out wide, and growling, “do you really think kissing hanbin was a good idea?”

“it was just a dare,” you feigned innocence, batting your eyelashes at him. you knew you were pushing just the right buttons as you added, “i never back down from them when we play, you know that.”

“you’re such a fucking brat,” he hissed, “last time i checked, you were mine,” his other hand found your clothed core,, rubbing harshly, “and only mine.”

you whined out the moment he pulled away from you, his eyes hungrily looking your body up and down as he tugged your shirt over your head. his own followed, tossed carelessly aside into a pile next to the door, before he lifted you up and took you over to the bed positioned near the center of the room.

he laid your body down onto the mattress, his lips finding your neck once again. your breathing was ragged as he worked on the most sensitive spots; just below your ear, under your jaw, at the nape of your neck. bruises were littered across the entirety of your throat and chest, stinging from the harsh bites and sucks that your skin had succumbed. letting him have his way with you like this did things to you more than you would like to admit

he left a trail of wet kisses down your chest and to the waistband of your leggings, his fingers hooking beneath the fabric of both your pants and your underwear and pulling them down off of your legs. he peppered small pecks along the insides of your thighs, purposely avoiding where you wanted him to be the most. you whined, trying like hell to get some sort of friction, but he hooked one of his arms around your leg, forcing them to stay apart.

“brats shouldn’t get rewarded, you know,” he mused, his voice thick and eyes meeting with yours, “but i’m not one to make you entirely suffer, so you should consider yourself lucky.”

with that, he dipped his head down, licking a delicious stripe up your slit. your breath hitched in your throat at the sensation, feeling your back arch up off of the mattress. you felt your legs begin to twitch the moment he hummed against your clit, lips just barely grazing it as he stated, “you’re already soaked, and all for me, right? not because of hanbin?”

“n-not because of him,” you breathily answered, “only you.”

matthew continued his assault on your clit, groaning the moment your hands threaded through his hair and tugged at the roots. your orgasm was almost there, so close you could almost taste it, but the moment you uttered those words to your boyfriend, he was pulling away from you, completely ruining any chance you had of being pushed over the edge.

you whined out, begging for him to continue, but matthew simply chuckled at your response. instead of giving in to you this time, he began to unbuckle his belt, his hooded eyes watching your face intently, your cheeks flushing peek from both embarrassment and frustration. he smirked, sliding his pants and boxers down, his painfully hard cock springing free from its restraints.

you swallowed harshly at the sight of him, but before you could plead him for anything else, he commanded, “get on your hands and knees, now.”

you did as you were told, rolling over onto your stomach before propping yourself up as he asked. you waited, although you wouldn’t consider it to have been patient waiting, to feel his hands grip your hips, but it didn’t come. instead, a harsh smack was left on the sensitive skin of your ass, causing a surprised yelp to slip past your lips.

“you know what you did wrong, right baby?” he questioned, his typical sweet voice replaced with something completely different than what you were used to hearing.

deciding you wanted to see how far you could push him, you smiled slyly, answering his question with mock innocence, “no, sir.”

another harsh slap landed on your ass, and this time, you had to bite your lip to keep yourself from moaning and letting him know you were enjoying yourself. matthew offered a dry laugh, “you sure about that?”

“positive.”

“last time i checked,” you felt a final hit on the angry red patch of your skin, “kissing one of my best friends is considered to be wrong, even if it’s just a game.”

his calloused fingers yanked your hips backwards roughly, pressing the tip of his cock teasingly against your entrance. you attempted to push back on him, and this time, he let you, bottoming out inside of you with a loud groan. he filled you up perfectly, stretching you out just the right amount, but before you could fully adjust to him, he was pulling back and snapping his hips into yours with a force you’d never experienced from him.

his pace was quick and relentless, and before you could bury your face in the sheets below you to muffle your whimpers, he was tangling one of his hands in your hair, yanking you up, his voice raspy as he spat, “what, are you too shy to let him hear you? you were so adamant on kissing him, surely you wouldn’t mind this, hm?”

nothing but an incoherent string of words came from you, and matthew simply scoffed, “already fucked you dumb, have i?” he reached down with his other hand between your legs, beginning to rub your clit in circles harshly. you felt a shiver run down your spine at his next words.

“buckle up, love, you’re in for a long night.”

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aswaki · 16 days

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seok matthew x reader. blurb. explicit (minors dni). contains: afab bodied!reader, matthew being a tease, mirror sex(-ish?), fingering

your inability to maintain eye contact was fascinating to matthew. the way you faltered under his stare awakened something primal inside of him.

there was something about how your fleeting gaze to him appeared to be shy but underneath it all, there was burning desire.

matthew knew you wanted to be fucked until you ached but unless you voiced it out, he was contented to be gracefully touching you.

he held you with your back against his toned chest, a hand between your legs as he got you off in front of the mirror.

his fingers curled inside of you in gentle strokes as if he was coaxing words out of your mouth— to beg him to rut you with his cock.

you met his eyes briefly as your mouth dropped open to release sounds that were so sweet, it rivaled maple syrup. he hardened even more at this. matthew's erection poked you like it was informing you he was ready to take you if you asked.

he was convinced you were gaining courage to ask him to fuck you but you dropped your gaze quickly. your eyes fluttered shut.

he wanted you to look at the mirror's reflection once more so you could see what he was doing to you and your wet cunt. maybe that would be your push to beg for his thick cock.

matthew's other hand was tempted to grab your face so you could directly look at the mirror to see how you were squirming on his lap, hips bucking trying to get his fingers to move faster in desperate attempts to be sent closer to climax. gorgeous yet pathetic.

that hand happily remained on it's exploration at your torso, though. his fingers left unhurried touches on your sides and breasts. they felt like teasing feathers on your flesh which only made your breathing heavier and hips grinding more to his fingers inside of you. matthew could only chuckle darkly at that.

ah, no, no— you will endure this slow torture.

this was still a part of nature's instinct... to find a sense of fulfillment in something soft. to take delight in something you would soon devour.

you would only receive the privilege of getting fucked on his own terms. yes, eventually, you will get what you want... provided you can look at matthew directly in the eye while asking for it.

c'mon, pretty girl, just look at him.

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ifreakinglovewritingsomuch · 7 years

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REQUESTS

I will write One Shots, Drabbles, preferences/reactions, fake texts conversations/video, ships and series for following Fandoms/Characters/Stars.

KPOP

BTS: Kim Namjoon/ Min Yoongi/ Kim Seokjin/ Jung Hoseok/ Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung/ Park Jimin

EXO: Kim Min Seok/ Kim Jun Myun/ Zhang Yixing/ Byun Baek Hyun/ Kim Jong Dae/ Park Chan Yeol/ Do Kyung Soo/ Kim Jong In/ Oh Se Hun,

BIGBANG: Kwon Ji Yong/ Dong Yong Bae/ Choi Seung-hyun/ Kang Daesung/ Lee Seung Hyun

BLACKPINK: Jennie Kim/ Lalisa Manoban/ Kim Ji Soo/ Park Chae Young

KARD: Matthew Kim/ Kim TaeHyung/ Jeon SoMin/ Jeon JiWoo

GOT7: Im Jae Bum/ Mark Yi En Tuan/ Jackson Wang/ Park Jin Young/ Choi Young Jae/ BamBam/ Kim Yu Gyeom/

STRAY KIDS: Bang Chan/ Jang Jeongin/ Hwang Hyunjin/ Kim Seungmin/ Han Jisung/ Seo Changbin/ Lee Felix/ Kim Woojin/ Lee Minho/

OTHERS: Jay Park/ Wu Yifan/ Lu Han/ Huang Zitao/ Song Min-ho

MONSTA X/ SEVENTEEN/ RED VELVET/ DAY6/ THE ROSE/

TV SHOWS/ MOVIES

Supernatural: Dean Winchester/ Sam Winchester/ Castiel/ Lucifer/ Gabriel/ Balthazar/ Meg/ Charlie/ Kevin/ Michael(Johns vessel)/ John Winchester/ Crowley/ Henry Winchester

Doctor Who: 10th/ 11th/ Clara/ Master/ Captain Jack/

Sherlock BBC: Sherlock/ Moriarty/ John

Star Trek (2009): Kirk/ Bones/ Spock/ Scotty/ Zulu/ Chekov/ Jayla/ Khan

The Originals: Klaus/ Elijah/ Kol/ Rebecca/ Davina/ Macel/ Freya

The Vampire Diaries: Damon/ Stefan/ Enzo/ Bonnie/ Elena/ Alaric/ Kai

Marvel: Captain America/ Tony Stark/ Hawkeye/ Black Widow/ Scarlett Witch/ Peter/Pietro Maximoff/ Magneto(jung)/ Charles Xavier(jung)/ Loki/ Thor/Spiderman/ Harry Osborn/Sam Wilson/ Ant-man/

Riverdale: Archie/ Jughead/ Betty/ Cheryl/ Veronica/ Kevin/ Toni

Gotham: Bruce/ Selina/ Jerome

Arrow: Oliver Queen/ Thea/ Roy Harper/ Felicity Smoak

Star Wars: Han Solo/ Leia/ Jyn/ Cassian

Game of Thrones: Danerys/ Jon/ Rob

KDRAMA (actors): Lee Jong suk/ Ji Soo/ Seo In-guk

(I won't write for the ones that are crossed out, mainly because I am not up to date with the show/movie/fandom or because I feel like I don’t know enough about it right now. If u still want to request, I can try my best but not promise anything.)

I write about the actors and actresses as well.

I write:

>(male/female) character/star x (female/male/gender neutral) reader (If u don’t tell me specifically which gender I will probably write female.)

>any ships (as long it isn’t incest and no crossover ships)

>FLUFF

>smut (ähm…I will try my best, mostly gay smut...)

>angst (maybe not to extreme angst and I don’t like character death.)

>AU/Alternativ Universes (Anything you can think of)

>Crossovers (but no crossover ships)

How to request:

One Shot: Just tell me which character/star x which gender or ship and what should happen.

Drabble: Character/Star/Ship + Number (Drabble list)

Preferences/Reactions: Groupe/Show/Movie + what should happen (example: Exo reacting to their crush confessing their love for them…)

Fake Text Conversation: In form of a video or image. Character/Star/Ship and what it should be about.

Ships: How to request here!

Korean Famous Request Thingy: Read more here

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Thats it I guess if you have more questions feel free to aks me. :)

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aswaki · 29 days

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dorky romantic loser matthew!!!!!!!!!!!! he's not a want but a need.... this might be silly but who cares!!!!!!

seok matthew x reader | flashfic | explicit (minors dni)

contains: fem!reader, dork!matthew, fluff, established relationship, smut - p in v sex, slight breeding kink, plushies, pet name ("baby"), usage of the pronoun "her" for reader once

you and matthew loved fucking anywhere and everywhere. however, there was an unmatchable feeling of being inside the confinement of one’s bedroom. it was intimate when having sex there— your weight bringing down the soft mattress. it’s coziness enveloping you as sinful acts happen on top of it. the subtle glow from the lights made it feel like everything was a sacred whisper.

“i’m going to ruin you,” matthew would whisper in your ear. his fingers traveling all over your body before making itself feel like home on top of your cunt.

and yes, he did that, a while ago. now, his cock nestled within the warmth of your walls. your moans filled up the enclosed room as he hits the right spot. your legs wrapped around his waist to keep him in place so he could thrust in deeper.

“i need you. keep going, baby,” you begged him. your nails clawed at his back.

it was a perfect night, really. there was one thing matthew couldn’t get over, though: it was your plushies.

they were all lined up at the side; each one more adorable than the last, yet their eyes held heavy judgment for him. he was defiling their mother.

this was the first time you were both fucking in your room. mostly, you were over at matthew’s place so yeah, this was also the first time your cute stuffed toys were discovering sex.

“stop hurting her!” they all seemed to scream. he felt bad they had to look them fucking. still, you felt so good. your walls clenched around his cock. he couldn’t just stop.

“fuck, baby, fill me up,” you breathed out. your eyes were closed in pleasure. you felt matthew's thumb caressing your cheek; a contrast to how he's pounding inside of you.

while you were in your hazy bliss, matthew tried to reposition himself but he faltered. your plushies were looking at him. he looked back at them as he moved inside of you. oh, their poor innocence.

your body softly wiggled back and forth as the intense flow of pleasure spread past every nerve. normally, the way your body moved underneath him would make him so excited but he couldn’t muster that up now. not when he’s having some staring contest with your plushies.

it was more than he could bear. he kissed your cheek. you leaned into him, trying to capture his lips to a kiss but he pulled out. it left you empty and on the edge.

“wha-” you were almost going to get mad but you couldn’t bring yourself to.

“i’m sorry. i’m sorry.” he said to each of your plush as he turned them around. here was your naked buff boyfriend apologizing to your toys. it couldn’t get more endearing than that. honestly, his softness turned you on even more.

you giggled as he came back between your legs. he looked sheepish, “i’m sorry.”

“why’d you do that?” your voice was full of amusement and your eyes full of love.

“no child has to see their parents fucking!” he replied, scandalously. he bent down to rub his nose against yours.

he considered himself as the father? adorable. maybe you'd let him breed you.

you kissed him on the lips and replied, “mmm, show me how sorry you are then,”

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aswaki · 28 days

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i could take matthew no prep (i am half his size and delusional)

- 🐠

aahh stop because im tiny (its so weird to be saying this) so i think about this a lot too. imagine taking him in full and raw as well!!! (but safe sex!!! i'm on pills!!!) matthew would so fucking cocky if he knows you want to take him on, no prep, raw, and all. he likes knowing you're shorter than he was since he was usually the small guy in the group. he'd be so obsessed when showing off his strength and skills with you. (and you love it!)

seok matthew x reader | flashfic | explicit (minors dni)

contains: fem!reader, brat!reader, dom!matthew, size difference (reader mentioned being smaller/shorter), no prep, rough sex, pet names ("pretty girl", "good girl", "brat")

“i promise, i can take it!” you exclaimed, fluttering your lashes. they moved as if they were butterfly wings trying to impress a potential mate. sensual, alluring, pretty.

“i need you.” you were so horny. you could take anything. you’d literally do anything.

matthew was concerned at first since you were pleading to go straight at it— to just have his dick inside you —but the incessant begging dissolved all traces of it.

“you don’t need anything— you want it.” his hand circled your wrist to stop you as you made an attempt to reach the band of his sweatpants. you whimpered when he touched you.

“oh no, pretty girl, you don’t get to touch.” he continued to speak. the tone of his voice was so low that it made your insides flip. your gazes met. you could see his gaze darkening. on matthew’s end, he could see excitement swirling in your eyes as he got rough with you.

“please,” that was all you could say before matthew suddenly pushed you to the bed. given your size and his strength, it made this easy to do. things happened so fast that it amazed you that you didn’t get a whiplash.

the pillows cushioned your fall. his body loomed over you while you were laying down. his boxers were discarded quickly as his sweats were. it revealed how his erection stood, almost angrily. your mouth almost watered at the sight. you wanted to grab it, to feel his intimidating cock like you were taming it.

“no touching. only i get to feel you,” matthew said like he could read your mind. before you knew it, your dress was bunched up to your waist. your damp panties were exposed to him. you would be embarrassed by how wet you were but your arousal didn’t make you give a fuck about anything at the moment.

matthew used his teeth to drag your panties. the feel of his lips and teeth bloomed goosebumps across the flesh it trailed down. noises left your mouth as the cool air hit your pussy. you bucked your hips at the sensations— he wasn’t even inside of you.

his hand finally did get to touch you as he gripped your hip. he lined himself to your entrance and thrusted his cock in. his lips parted, enjoying how good it felt to be in you.

your whines got worse as his girth stretched you out with no warning or whatsoever.

“take it like a good girl and stop whining,” he warned you as he pushed his entire length in. your walls quickly clamped around his cock. tears threatened to spill out of your eyes. you didn’t want them to fall. you had to hold on to the end of your promise (“i can take it!”).

by now you should have been accustomed to his size but it’s been a while since you’ve done this and he was just so big. his name left your lips repeatedly like an incantation so that your tightness would be malleable to his girth.

before you closed your eyes, you could see matthew smirking down at you. cockiness written on his face as he moved inside of you.

“what happened, huh, pretty girl? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago.” his words were kind but his tone held a sneer to it.

you reached out to touch his chest— to relish his closeness? to make him stop? you didn’t know. all you knew was that you wanted to touch him so you did.

want. want. want. it was all about your wants.

“what do you not understand, brat? i said- no touching,” matthew said gruffly. each word was punctuated with sharp, brutal thrusts. you gasped when he grabbed your wrists. you wriggled as he placed your hands above you, trying to be free from his hold.

“no m-” your words were drowned out by your moans as pleasure washed over you. matthew's hand left your hip. instead, he let his free digit be in contact with your clit. his finger circled it as his cock slid inside of you. your body shivered.

the both of you knew that you actually liked him being rough with you; how he can manhandle you with ease. your faux defiance were futile to his ears.

“you said you could take it, so prove it.”

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aswaki · 1 month

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april fool's joke [smt x reader x shb]

seok matthew x reader x sung hanbin | 3.1k word count | explicit (minors dni)

“matthew brought a friend to your hookup but jokes on him since you actually liked it”

contains: fem!reader, threesome (mfm - reader centric), jealous sex (one sided - matthew), oral (m and f receiving), tit/nipple play, praise kink, fuck buddy/friends with benefits theme, smut - p in v sex, pet names ("baby", "doll", "good girl")

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… nothing serious.

hanbin wasn’t supposed to be making you laugh. hanbin wasn’t supposed to be slinging his arm around the back of the couch's headrest where you sat. hanbin wasn’t supposed to be drawing circles on your knee, his finger then trailing up your exposed thigh. hanbin wasn’t supposed to be looking at you with bedroom eyes. you weren’t supposed to be looking back at him with bedroom eyes.

how the situation managed to bite matthew back in the ass, he didn’t know. he lost control of the situation the minute he brought hanbin to your hang out hookup but he would not admit he brought this demise unto himself.

matthew threw another shot back to his mouth, letting the liquid burn down his throat. he sat there watching the two of you as the sickening feeling swam around his stomach.

it was the alcohol. that's the lie he told himself. he wasn't the jealous type, especially not over someone who wasn't even his girlfriend.

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… seriously, it was.

it was a new month. what better way to start it than with a party?

the party had still been on high but you sat alone on the couch. most of your friends were gone already. probably giving heads and getting fucked somewhere. you don’t blame them for it. you were there for the same reason too. you were waiting for matthew to approach you but it seems like he was taking a long time to do so. irritation started to grow alongside your sexual need.

having sex was probably your favourite activity and matthew just so happened to be your favourite playmate.

you nodded along to the music and downed some shots as you waited. when matthew finally arrived, you tilted your head in wonder as you looked behind him. he had a taller friend with him. you’ve never seen him before. it was probably inevitable; you and matthew did not share the same friend circle.

they could see the curiosity in your eyes.

“this is hanbin!” matthew moved his friend forward, clapping his shoulder in the process. “i hope you don’t mind, i brought my friend along tonight,” he continued. he had this expression that made you wonder if he was thinking the same thing as you are… or maybe matthew was just always this cheeky?

hanbin bowed slightly to you and extended his hand, “hi,”

the irritation in you got its growth stunted. you were kind of shocked. this was a house party where everyone just fucks and go. no one was this polite. hot and a gentleman? where did matthew and his friends come from?

“no, i don’t mind at all,” you said in a sultry tone. you then gave hanbin a dazzling smile, one that won matthew over before. he knew they were fucked.

you stood up from the couch to receive hanbin’s extended hand. as the two of you shook hands, you liked how his skin felt on yours. you looked at him through your lashes. he gave you a dazzling smile in return.

on the side, matthew watched the two of you silently. he didn’t know what he was feeling right now but he didn’t like it.

“maybe he can join us later, mmm?” matthew nonchalantly joked, cutting in your hand holding as he purposely passed by between you and hanbin. he sat at the couch, looking at the two of you like nothing happened. hanbin huffed at his antics. you could only giggle. you’ve never seen matthew throwing something akin to a tantrum. it was almost cute.

“so, does he know?” you sat down and hanbin followed afterwards. you were talking about your little situation with matthew since he brought it up. the opportunity to fool around with hanbin was something you were eager to experience.

matthew nodded as he picked up the alcohol you had on the table while hanbin replied, “that you’re special friends?”

it made you giggle again. matthew wondered, ‘was hanbin even that funny?’ but he buried this deep inside. hanbin’s his friend.

“yeah, i’m aware.” hanbin elaborated.

the rest of the night went smoothly. it was actually fun and pleasant if matthew could omit the images of you leaning towards hanbin, of how his friend’s hand slipping underneath your dress and caressing your inner thigh.

hanbin wasn’t really there to be your third. it was genuinely a joke, honestly, but he made that comment so calmly it appeared to be serious. he didn’t mind if it became real.

in the darkness of your room after you fucked one time, you revealed to him you’ve always wanted to try a threesome. matthew agreed on wanting to explore new things. he could make it happen for you. he trusted hanbin too. so why was he feeling this way?

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… but it’s becoming like it wasn’t.

it suddenly felt like he was a fool.

you went ahead of him upstairs. when he opened the bedroom you texted you were in, he saw hanbin’s fully clothed form dominating over you. your panties were pushed to the side as his fingers curled inside of you. your pussy becoming acquainted with the difference between matthew and hanbin’s fingers.

matthew could see how your eyes rolled back as his friend pleasured you. your dress was already gone. it was on the floor by your heels. something dark stirred inside matthew as he watched what was before him.

in spite of that, he couldn’t stop his cock from straining against his pants. he couldn’t deny. it was a hot sight in front of him; matthew liked seeing you lose control. it was a bonus you both were attractive people.

the two of you still hadn’t acknowledged him yet. you were lost in one another but you were aware he was there.

hanbin removed his hand from your cunt. your panties snapped back into place but it didn’t take long before hanbin dragged it down. your slick folds glistened for him. he could see your puffy clit inviting him over to lick it so he did. he lowered himself to your cunt. he inhaled your scent before he started licking your clit. your hands went down to grip his hair, desperately just to keep him in place.

“hanbin,” you whined. matthew felt his eye twitch at that… his dick did too. (both twitching for different reasons.)

hanbin then returned his fingers inside of you. your warm walls welcomed him once more. he started to finger you as his tongue flicked your clit before going all out to suck it. your back arched as the sensations washed over you.

“you taste amazing,” he mumbled to your pussy. the coil tightened within you as his fingers dragged in and out of cunt.

oh, he was good. your pretty moans that were only reserved for matthew came out of your mouth.

matthew didn’t want to play a fool.

he removed his shoes and pants before going to one side of the bed. with rare tenderness of exclusive lovers, his hand caressed your head that was hanging close to the edge.

“w- was wondering how long you were going to stand there, matty,” you panted. hanbin looked up from your pussy and chuckled as he saw matthew flushing when you called him by a nickname. the vibrations from his chuckles added to your pleasure which made your hold on his hair tighten.

matthew shrugged off his jacket— he was left in a tank top that was stretched out by his well defined chest. then, he also lowered his underwear. the cock you knew so well sprung out, covering your line of sight. your mouth watered at it. it was hard already. it stood up intimidatingly with its veins so visible.

“open up, baby,” he said from above you. you obediently followed as he traced your jawline. he lowered himself to your mouth but before you took him in, you couldn’t resist giving the underside of his cock a sweet kiss.

that was the end of all sweetness before matthew fucked you in the mouth. you slowly bobbed your head with hollow cheeks to take him in.

“just like that, baby.” matthew hissed in pleasure as your mouth worked him up. from your angle, matthew was upside down. his hair flopped along with his actions. at first, it was steady but then he went harsher.

you gagged at the rapid change of pace, tears springing up your eyes. matthew looked at you while tried to keep his dick in, “such a dirty fucking mouth.”

hanbin faltered for a moment. his fingers exiting your hole. you didn’t like the emptiness. you shook your head at him so he would continue. it was as if you were saying: you were fine. you liked it. so, hanbin took initiative to match the rhythm. he curled his fingers one last time before pumping them in and out of you. his lips sucked hungrily on your throbbing clit.

“such a good girl. you’re doing so well for having us both.” hanbin cooed while his free hand held your thigh to keep it from closing in because of pleasure.

the praises stroked your feelings nicely. it was great to hear. you were incredibly full. you let the two men know you felt through the muffled whimpers and wet sounds leaving your aching mouth and tight pussy. you were already so sensitive. it wasn’t long before you squirted in hanbin’s mouth.

you wanted to apologize but matthew was still pounding your mouth. his hand gripped your jaw in place.

hanbin only licked his lips, assuring you he liked it, “you taste so good, doll.”

hanbin removed his pants, following matthew’s state of undress. (although, he removed his shirt along his hoodie. he wasn’t as big as matthew but he was fit.) he revealed his lengthy cock to you. pre-cum already dripping out. the only thing you could muster to think of was that it was pretty.

the tip of his cock hit your folds as if it was knocking for entrance. “i’m going in, doll, and you’re going to take it all, alright?” he slid inside of you easily. your wetness lubricated you enough.

the feel of his cock deep within you took any coherence you had left away.

“that’s it,” hanbin said softly, it was almost a purr. his voice mixed with matthew's grunts. he rocked his hips as he fucked you. hanbin’s hand ran over the bulge under your belly button. his cockhead so far inside you. you liked the feel of his skin on yours.

you whimpered into matthew’s cock as hanbin thrusted in you. no matter how much you wanted to, you couldn’t even moan out hanbin’s name because matthew was in your mouth. you adjusted to him in your mouth as you gagged far less. the tears that gathered in your eyes had fallen down your face. at this point, you did not care about the drool collecting around your chin and the tears rolling on your cheeks.

you tightened around hanbin. your orgasm came quickly which took you by surprise. feeling euphoric, your vision blurred as you came around his cock. you trembled from the intensity.

hanbin wasn’t far behind you. sweat rolled on his torso. the feeling of your walls clenching around his dick was too much for him. he groaned as your muscles and cum surrounding him pushed him over. he pulled out as he reached his climax. your name left his lips when he painted your stomach white.

but... matthew saw red. he scoffed at both of you. he thought could do better than that so he popped out of your mouth. saliva stringed itself between your swollen lips and his cock. you relaxed your jaw and took a deep breath now that you were given the chance to. you pouted knowing you didn’t finish him off.

as his friend climbed on the bed, hanbin moved to the side. your juices were dried up on his face. while catching his own breath, he saw you pout at matthew at the sudden emptiness of your body. he thought, in this moment, that you two were a match with your attitudes. though, you were somehow subtle.

“you liked being shared, baby?” matthew growled to your ear while his hand teased choking your neck. his sweat dripped down you as he bent to your level. you whimpered his name. your body too sensitive to keep going but he did not relent.

“mmm, not me, though.” matthew straightened his back and slammed his cock inside you. your pussy instantly clenched around him. you didn't even had the strength to reciprocate but you were glad knowing he could get off through this. your longing of being full was satisfied as well.

hanbin sat back on his knees, keenly watching as matthew buried himself inside you. he felt amused seeing matthew taken over by jealousy after you were ‘marked’ by his cum. his friend was always talking about you, how sexy you were and how free and open your arrangement was with one another.

“the center of it all was sex,” matthew had claimed but hanbin might be suspecting that wasn’t the case anymore. still, he was going to have his fun time while he was here right now.

“fuck,”

as matthew thrusted his jealousy out, your tits bounced in your lingerie. hanbin could not tear his gaze away from it. it was enchanting to watch them move. matthew was right about you being so sexy.

hanbin’s finger tickled the edge of your bra, hooking and pulling it down until your nipples peeked out. they were rock hard. hanbin couldn’t let this go to waste, especially knowing this might be the last time he would get to have you. he was going to have a taste of every inch of you.

he pulled your bra even lower, letting your tits temporarily free from its restraints. your boobs filled his hands as he squeezed it. he held onto them as it moved as you were being pounded on. however, your own hand that was feeling up matthew's bicep gripped his upper arm firmly as you could from getting a jolt from your peaks being touched. it was probably the last few energy you could muster.

your nipple slipped between hanbin’s fingers. it was practically begging for attention which hanbin happily gave. he pinched one before he lowered himself to put the other in his mouth.

“binnie,” you gushed. your back arched to push your tit further in his mouth. he really knew how to put his mouth to use. hanbin got a thrill when you whined his name.

“h- how are you still this tight?” matthew grunted, as his hands found your hips. his fingernails dug themselves slightly into your skin. your body was on fire. you knew you were getting overstimulated. still, you were never the one to decline desire.

“o- oh, yes,” you screamed, toes curling. none of you could tell if it was from the nipple sucking or the penetration you were getting.

you writhed as hanbin switched tits. his mouth suckled the other while the one that was coated with saliva got tweaked. his free hand also took the time to explore your body with feather touches. this brought you closer to your orgasm.

meanwhile, the tip of matthew’s cock reached a spot that had you mewling. “there, baby?” he asked if it hit your g-spot. you quickly nodded your head as the familiar coil in your stomach made itself known by tightening again. matthew knew your body so well.

“right there, matty. please, d- don’t stop,” you begged. matthew followed, of course. he was helpless to your charms. you sounded so sweet begging for him.

“i got you, baby.” he thrusted to a rhythm that hit your g-spot more accurately than before. it felt like you were going to erupt soon. so did matthew. he held his climax off so you could cum together.

“‘m going to cum,” you breathed out. matthew's grunts were becoming louder. you closed your eyes and focused on the overwhelming sensations your body’s going through. “oh, g- god. i’m so close.”

“then cum, doll. no one’s stopping you,” hanbin muttered into your boob, wanting you to also reach another orgasm. that was what you deserved.

with one last thrust, matthew buried himself deep inside. his cock throbbing as you clamped around him so tightly. you came around the same time, entering an exhilarated state. his fingers left indentions on your hips as he gripped them while riding out his high. you squirmed but you took it all since it was matthew. it felt good. he felt good.

matthew’s softening cock slipped out of you; you could feel the cum dripping as he did so. hanbin kissed your nipple before removing himself from your tit to see the mixed juices leaking from you. your pussy looked so nice.

he sat back at the bed’s headboard. he watched as his friend and his lover came back down from climaxing. he stroked his skin mindlessly. this night was never what he expected it to be. he discovered something new with his friend.

your entire being felt as thoroughly fucked as your core. your body was turning fuzzy with every second that passed by but you felt wonderful and satisfied. matthew rubbed the spot on your hip that was starting to bloom with a bruise. you liked knowing he did that but he still kissed it as an apology.

matthew then fell back against the pillows, sweat dripping down his face and muscles. you turned your head to his direction to admire the sight of his sleeveless top sticking to his abs and his cock glistening with a mixture of your juices.

matthew couldn’t lie. this was one of the intense experiences he's ever had. the blissful look on your face made it all worth it. he wondered if he was developing something more than being ‘fuck buddies’ with you. he was learning how to share (you, his emotions— shit, he wasn't sure but he was learning).

you knew matthew was jealous the entire time. hanbin did too. it had been fun provoking him. it was why you and hanbin went to the bedroom before he did. hanbin did go upstairs to the bathroom but you roped him in to see how true matthew's invitation was.

this time, you turned your head to hanbin, giving him a smile. you could see why matthew kept him around.

hanbin smiled at you both and suddenly— ‘would hanbin be down to do this again?’ you and matthew thought.

it was supposed to be an april fool’s joke… but the jokes do write themselves.

a/n: happy april fool's!!!!!!!!!! the jokes do write themselves because the other day i said i'll probably write less but i posted this. thank you to anon for making me churn out this. it's not as filthy as i wanted it to be but we make do since i wanted to get this out as wrote it earlier. it's rushed ahhh i'm not sure what to make of this. it was still a fun thing to write. it's my first threesome fic. i liked the prompt sm!!! i like hanbin a lot too. hehe, anyway, happy new month, everyone. please enjoy this piece. comments, likes, and reblogs are appreciated. [also i want to note in time of publishing, i still exclusively write for matthew.]

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