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[baseonezero]

omg ate with that jiwoong ask but this is what i think he would do after ksbdisgsish if you accept links!

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https://x.com/swtlymcl/status/1935571059581067360?s=46&t=ChOVl9hweaU8YhEcqYTrqg

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my god nonnie thats so filthy 😇😇 but he totally would do this tho! playing with your holes just a little while tugging at his cock for a bit before fucking you with just his tip ^^ he'd love spreading his cum all over you too and filling you up again

[baseonezero]

There's not enough Matt smut on here these days fr, but oh.. those new pics. He knows the power he has. Js imagine him being all cocky while fucking you because he knows only he can make you feel that good </3

talking abt some #youllbethinkingboutthisoneforawhile HES INSANE also this kinda reminded me of the toxic fic i wrote a while back so if you haven't read it yet.... 😊

mdni

matthew knew you and your body all too well. he knew what got you worked up. he knew all the things you liked and didn't like, what got you the nosiest and what got you impatient.

he was proud to know how to make you cum, even without him being inside of you.

for example, you could be grinding your embarrassingly sopping wet cunt along his thigh while he gropes your ass, tongues swirling around each other as you pathetically chase your high on his thigh.

he was also way too good at using his mouth on you. he was messy with it. lips latching onto your neck, lips, nipples, tummy, thighs and cunt. his tongue would circle onto your clit and thrust inside of your hole, hands holding your hips down to keep you from squirming so much.

no dick inside of you and yet you'd still have the best orgasms ever. but when he did use his cock it was something else.

his ego would skyrocket as he would watch your fucked out face from the way he was fucking into you. he would so easily manhandle you into several positions like you weighed nothing and it turned him on even more.

the way you'd moan his name over and over again would make his dick harder. it gave him some extra encouragement if you will.

outside of bed, matt is so sweet and respectful but when he's going at it, he can't help but to say "no other dick can make you feel like this, huh?" and when you'd nod and babble nonsense he'd smirk and follow up with "mmmph..pussy's all mine" and "always cumming all over this dick."

[baseonezero]

gyuvin or ricky eating y/n over the panties

that’s it. that’s the request

(p.s. this is seriously the hottest thing ever, my ex used to do it all the time, it’s like the perfect mix of doting and humiliating 😭)

my brain just starting malfunctioning but oh my god ??? 😇 that's kinda freaky and i fw it 😭🙏

mdni

ricky didn't fail to notice the panties you were wearing underneath your ridiculously short skirt. he took you out shopping and while you were trying on new pairs of shoes, he got a little more than just a glance at it.

he didn't do anything or say anything. he just let it sit in his mind until you both got home.

all the patience he had while you two were out was long gone. he had his face buried between your thighs, tongue hungrily lapping at your clothed cunt.

your squirms and soft whines were so cute to him. he loved feeling the way your fingers tugged onto his hair while he stretched your panties so you could feel his tongue better.

it was so filthy. you were so wet that he could taste you even through the fabric.

by the end of it, your panties would be entirely soaked but he'd just peel them off of you and go at it again but without the fabric being in the way 😇

[baseonezero]

POOKIE HEAR ME TF OUT!! so Taerae with a boypussy and ur both just scissoring 😈😈 the way both your pussies would gush so much but he'd be so sensitive from the friction :( makes him cum almost instantly that he's on the verge of crying from how good it feels

mgjhhhb he'd be the type to have the most sensitive pussy ever its not even funny 😇 you and your beautiful ideas

mdni

you hadn't seen your pretty boyfriend in days and it physically pained you. you missed your boyfriend so much that all you wanted to do was express your love to him.

sure, it was a little lewd but you loved scissoring with him. both wet cunts just grinding against each other, creating a friction so delicious that you both bless each other's ears with soft moans and whines.

taerae was especially noisy as tears brimmed his eyes, head falling back. not even three minutes in and his hips already began to stutter with the intense pleasure he was feeling. he begins to chase his high and small sobs start to emit from his mouth. you take his hand into yours, still rutting against him and when he finally squirts everywhere, he turns into a whiny, babbling mess.

[baseonezero]

heyoo bea!! just wanted to dump a thought i have been thinking the past few days and its driving me abit wild but jiwoong who loves to use a plug on you and everytime he finishes, he would stuff it back to keep you full. and when he feels like you need a "refill" he would fuck you all over again to spill himself and keep you full. think he would like seeing the little bump knowing he did it 🫦

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KITTY ANON 😸😸 ou do i love hearing from you !!

mdni

jiwoong looooves going in raw. he loves emptying himself inside of you and when he does, he shoves any spilling seed back into your fluttering hole and fills it with a plug which would probably be decorated with a pretty heart gem :3

i feel like if he were to do that, it'd be during the daytime and while you two do chores around the house throughout the day, he'd lift up your skirt to make sure you hadn't taken the plug out. he'd occasionally start fucking into you again like on the couch or table, filling you up with his milk over and over again until it feels like you physically can't hold any of it in anymore. when it's time to wash up, he likes to record his cum leaking out of your gaping hole and he'd coo small praises at you.

definitely satisfies his breeding kink 🙏😇

[baseonezero]

posting actually feels so scary now i just feel like everyone is staring and anticipating something good and im afraid i wont be able to reach those expectations 💔💔💔💔

if you see me post 3 things at once its because im scared and trying to distract everyone

[baseonezero]

ahh i've been so busy and tired but i have been working on asks 🤗 they are really short tho but if i were to make them longer i don't think i'd ever get them done :( so sorry but i hope they're still good!

[baseonezero]

i just MIGHT go bald after this omg TEW GOOD 🤭 you're so amazing tea!!

hi tea!! <3

just thinking abt reader who just got in a relationship with gunwook and they haven't done much other than just having vanilla sex but one day at dinner, he shyly asks if yn can sit on his face 😇 i hope this makes sense!

Omg hii pookie! I love ur sexy brain so much plz don't go bald <3 Anyways:

Imagine being out on a dinner date with Gunwook, him usually spoiling you ever since you started dating. You were peacefully eating dinner when he shyly brought up the topic. It almost made you choke when he almost casually said: "I want you to sit on my face", but the way he said it? It made you weak but also made you melt when you saw the way his cheeks flushed from embarrassment.

You quickly agreed to it without thinking much about it, while you also soothed him from being shy. As soon as you got home he dragged you to the bedroom, quickly undressing you before making you sit on his face, his movements clearly eager as he started to lick along your folds, causing you to moan.

You had to hold onto the headboard and try not to grind down on his face as he eagerly ate you out, his face smothered with your juices and his cheeks becoming flushed once again as he hummed and moaned against your sensitive skin, clearly enjoying the taste of you on his tongue.

You never expected how good he was with his mouth and tongue, and by the time he was done (or so he thought) you were begging for more <3

[baseonezero]

this is actually driving me insane i cant kmg

hii ! i rlly love your writing and i was wondering if you'd be open to writing abt getting crossfaded w intak n kyo and it possibly leading to a threesome ^^ ofc only if you are comfortable w it !! i hope you have a good day/night 💓

okay sooo sorry it took so long lol, I was trying to think of ways to do this and had too many ideas, but I hope you like what I came up with! tysm for the req!

also leave any feedback you guys have, it helps me become a better writer <3

cw: nswf, mdni, crossfaded sex but all actions are clearly wanted, initiated, and consented to (alcohol + weed usage mentioned), threesome (m/m/f), spit and cum play, overstimulation, oral sex (f and m rec), rough sex (hair pulling, slapping, choking implication), semi-degrading praise, reader referred to as “baby,” “good girl,” etc. no condoms(be safe irl plsssssss), assumed trust/established relationship (friends before this) lmk if I missed anything! enjoy :)

wc: 2.4k

The hotel room smells like cheap soap and spilled tequila. And weed. Definitely weed. It’s still clinging to your clothes and your hair, and probably Keeho’s hoodie too, wherever that ended up. The party had ended in a blur—sweaty dancing, too many shots, and someone handing you a blunt in the back hallway like it was part of the dress code.

You shouldn’t feel this awake.

You shouldn’t feel this aware.

The front desk guy had looked genuinely apologetic when he said there was only one room left. One bed. “It’s a queen,” he’d offered like that somehow helped.

Keeho just shrugged. “We’ve shared worse.” And it was true—you had. All of you. Friend-group closeness. Party nights. Random couches. This wasn’t new.

But right now, lying between them, it feels very new.

You’re on your side, Keeho’s chest pressed up against your back. His arm is slung heavy over your thigh—low enough that his hand’s hovering just above the space between your legs, but not quite touching. Not yet. He’s warm. Like, everywhere.

Intak’s in front of you, facing you, just far enough that he’s not actually touching your chest, but close enough that you can smell his cologne and see how his lashes flutter when he pretends to be asleep. Your leg’s slung over his thigh a little too naturally, and his hand is on your waist, fingers moving in slow, lazy little circles. Like he’s not even thinking about it.

Except you know he is.

You’re pretending to be asleep, which is hilarious, because sleep is literally the last thing your body wants right now. You’re lit—head floaty from the shots and the weed, nerves buzzing, skin on fire. Every part of you that’s not being touched is begging to be.

You shift slightly, trying to ease the ache between your thighs without being obvious. It doesn’t help. If anything, it makes it worse. The brush of your inner thigh against Keeho’s jeans is electric. You swear you can feel his breath change.

God, you shouldn’t be thinking like this. They’re your friends. This is so not what friends do.

But also… they haven’t exactly stopped touching you. And you haven’t stopped them.

You should say something. Pull away. Crack a joke. But you don’t.

You swallow hard.

Your panties are damp.

You’re gonna fucking lose it.

You shift again—slow, subtle, like you’re just trying to get comfortable. But the ache between your legs has only gotten worse, and the second your hips roll back, you feel it: Keeho’s crotch, pressed right against your ass.

He groans.

Low. Guttural. Immediate.

You freeze.

And then Intak laughs, soft and smug, like he knew this was coming the whole time.

“You good?” he asks, and there’s way too much amusement in his voice for that to be innocent.

“Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,” you say, way too fast.

The silence that follows is deafening. No one moves. You’re all just… lying there, pretending like you’re going to actually fall asleep now. Like your thighs aren’t clenched together so tight they’re practically cramping.

Then Keeho moves.

His fingers start tracing up your inner thigh—slow, featherlight touches. Just barely there. But they get higher with every pass. Teasing. Purposeful. Daring you to stop him.

You don’t.

Your eyes flick open, and Intak’s already looking at you. Awake. Watching. He licks his lips, gaze drops to your mouth, then back to your eyes.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks, voice low, almost rough.

Your breath catches. You nod. “Yeah,” you whisper.

That’s all it takes.

He leans in and kisses you—really kisses you. Slow and deep at first, then hungrier as his hand slides up from your waist, cupping your jaw, thumb brushing the corner of your mouth. You melt into it, your hand clutching the front of his shirt to ground yourself.

Behind you, Keeho exhales hard.

“Fuck.”

He shifts up on the bed, sliding his hand higher between your thighs. His fingers brush the damp fabric of your panties, and you flinch at how sensitive you already are.

“She’s wet,” he mutters, more to Intak than to you. “She’s soaked.”

Intak pulls back just enough to smirk. “I figured.”

They both sit up slightly, and you don’t even think to stop them as their hands start pushing your tank top up. The fabric slides over your stomach, then higher, until they’ve got it off completely—tossed somewhere on the floor.

The second your breasts are exposed, both of them go still.

“Holy shit,” Keeho breathes.

Your nipples are hard, skin flushed, chest rising fast with your breathing. You feel like you’re on fire—and they’re staring like they’ve never seen anything more worth worshipping.

Intak leans in first, dragging his tongue slowly over one nipple before sucking it into his mouth. You gasp. Keeho’s mouth finds your neck at the same time, lips wet and open, sucking hard enough to bruise.

They’re everywhere—mouths on your skin, hands roaming, voices low and filthy in your ears.

“Fuck, look at you,” Intak murmurs, switching sides, tonguing your other nipple now. “You’re already falling apart.”

Keeho kisses behind your ear. “You gonna let us make you feel good, baby?”

You nod, breathless, hips already rolling forward, needing more.

They both groan.

“God,” Intak says. “So fucking pretty.”

Keeho’s hand slips back between your legs, rubbing over the wet spot in your panties with just enough pressure to make your thighs twitch and back arch.

Keeho’s hand slides lower again, knuckles brushing where you’re soaked through. He groans, low and rough in your ear.

“Can I taste you?” he asks, voice already wrecked. “Please.”

Your answer tumbles out too fast. “Yes.”

You don’t even try to hide the way your thighs fall open for him.

Keeho doesn’t waste time. He slides down between your legs, warm hands gripping your hips as he kisses your stomach, then your inner thigh, then lower—pausing only to drag your pants and underwear down in one slow pull.

You hear them hit the floor somewhere, but you can’t care. Not when the air hits your bare skin. Not when Keeho spreads you open like he’s starving for it.

And not when Intak leans in to kiss you again, deep and warm, one hand cupping your jaw while the other stays on your chest, thumbing your nipple in lazy, practiced circles.

“You’re already so worked up,” he murmurs against your mouth. “You’ve been needing this, huh?”

Then Keeho licks you—slow and deliberate, tongue dragging a warm stripe through your folds—and you jerk, gasping against Intak’s mouth.

“Oh my god,” you choke.

Keeho hums low, mouthing your clit now, lazy circles with the tip of his tongue.

“She’s dripping,” he says, more to Intak than you. “Fucking sweet, too.”

Intak groans softly and keeps playing with your chest, mouth moving between your neck and collarbone, leaving little wet kisses and soft hickies behind. “That’s it, baby. Let him eat you. Just relax. You’re doing so good.”

Keeho slips a finger inside—slow, deep—and your hips lift off the mattress instinctively.

Then another.

He fucks you with them slowly, curling them just right, while his mouth works your clit with the kind of pressure that makes your vision blur.

“Feels so good,” you whimper.

“Yeah?” Keeho grins into your pussy. “You like being open like this? Letting us take care of you?”

You nod frantically, too far gone to answer properly.

Intak presses a kiss to your cheek. “She’s close.”

Keeho speeds up—just a little, just enough. His fingers curl deeper, tongue flicking tighter circles.

You’re shaking.

You feel it building—hot and unstoppable, a rush right under your skin.

Then you snap.

You come with a cry, legs clamping around Keeho’s shoulders, hands flying out—one grabbing Intak’s shirt, the other diving into Keeho’s hair, pulling him in closer as you ride it out.

He doesn’t stop.

He keeps licking you through it, slow and messy and deliberate, groaning into you like he loves every second.

“Fuck,” Intak breathes, watching you fall apart. “You’re beautiful like this.”

Keeho finally slows, lips wet, mouth dragging down your thigh as your whole body twitches.

Then he pulls his fingers from you—slick and dripping—and looks up toward the head of the bed.

“You wanna taste her?” he asks.

Intak doesn’t hesitate. He leans forward, wraps his lips around Keeho’s fingers, and sucks them clean—never breaking eye contact with you.

Your breath catches.

You don’t think you’ve ever been this turned on in your life.

Next thing you know, their clothes hit the floor fast.

Intak pulls off his shirt, then his jeans—his cock already hard, thick, and flushed, a drop of pre-cum glistening at the tip. Keeho strips behind you, slower, watching you with dark eyes like he’s trying to memorize every inch of your body.

“Come here,” Keeho says, breathless.

He lays back against the pillows, cock thick and heavy against his stomach, and you crawl up over him—knees braced on either side of his hips, one hand gripping his chest for balance.

Your body’s still trembling from earlier, thighs sticky with arousal, but the second you reach back and take him in hand, your whole body tightens again. He’s long. Hot. Heavy. You drag the head of his cock through your folds, circling your clit, and your hips twitch.

Keeho groans. “Don’t tease, baby. Ride me.”

You bite your lip, line him up, and slowly start to sink down.

His hands find your waist immediately, guiding you down onto him, breath hitching as he stretches you open.

“Fuck, you feel unreal,” he growls, eyes flickering up your body to your face, then down to where you’re taking him.

You moan—loud, needy, head tipping back as you finally settle with him fully inside you.

And then Intak steps in front of you.

His cock is right there—hard, flushed, already leaking. You reach for it without thinking, wrapping your hand around the base and stroking once. His hips twitch.

“You want it, baby?” he asks, one hand curling into your hair. “Open your mouth.”

You do. And he slides in slowly, guiding you with gentle pressure, moaning low when your lips wrap around the head.

Keeho’s hips flex under you. “Holy fuck.”

You start to move.

It’s a mess of rhythm at first—your mouth full, your hips lifting and rolling as Keeho thrusts up into you, matching your pace. Spit drips from your mouth. Your eyes flutter. You gag lightly around Intak’s cock as he rocks deeper.

Keeho grips your hips tighter. “That’s it. Ride me. Use me.”

Intak’s hand tightens in your hair as he fucks your mouth slow and deep. “Eyes on me,” he says, voice rough. “Look at me while you take us.”

You do—eyes glassy, cheeks flushed, drool slicking your chin as you bounce on Keeho’s cock, your ass slapping against his thighs with every stroke. He fucks up into you harder now, matching your rhythm, stretching you deeper.

Intak moans, thumb brushing your spit-slick lips. “You were made for this, weren’t you?”

Keeho groans beneath you, one hand sliding up your stomach to squeeze your breast, fingers pinching your nipple. “She’s so fucking tight—clenching around me every time you fuck her throat.”

You whimper around Intak’s cock, tears stinging your eyes as the intensity builds. Every nerve in your body is lit up, overwhelmed by the stretch, the sounds, the hands gripping you from every angle.

Keeho grips your waist tighter, fingers digging in as your hips stutter. His thrusts grow rougher beneath you, cock slamming deep, your whole body rocking from the force of it.

“Fuck,” he growls, voice breaking. “I need—”

He pulls you down hard, one final grind that has you crying out around Intak’s cock—then suddenly, both of them are pulling out.

You whimper, mouth falling open as your whole body tenses from the loss. The emptiness is immediate. Brutal.

“No, no, no,” you pant. “Don’t stop—”

Keeho moves first, shifting you easily onto all fours, ass in the air, knees spread wide on the bed. You barely have time to adjust before he’s behind you again, cock sliding through your folds, lining up.

And then—deep.

He pushes back inside in one smooth, hungry stroke, and your breath rips from your lungs.

“God, yes,” you gasp, arching deeper, needing all of it.

Keeho groans, hands gripping your ass, holding you in place as he starts to fuck into you hard—deep, snapping thrusts that echo in the room, your skin slapping against his thighs.

A sharp smack lands on your ass, making you jolt.

“You feel that?” he grits. “You hear how wet you are?”

You moan, raw and open.

Then Intak’s in front of you again, hand tangled in your hair, cock thick and slick and ready.

“Open that mouth for me, love,” he says, voice low, flushed with heat.

You look up at him, desperate, lips parting—and he slides back in, slow but deep, groaning as your throat opens for him.

“Fuck, that’s it. Eyes on me.”

You gag slightly, tears pricking again, your body rocked from both ends as Keeho slams into you from behind and Intak fucks your mouth, hand wrapped tight in your hair to keep you looking up at him.

“Just like that,” Keeho pants. “So fucking perfect—tight, dripping, taking everything.”

“She’s doing so good,” Intak says, thumb brushing the corner of your wet mouth. “You gonna come for us again, baby?”

You try to nod, try to speak, but all that comes out is a messy moan—your body already teetering on the edge, your thighs shaking as Keeho hits deeper, rougher, his hand now sliding between your legs to rub tight circles on your clit.

That’s all it takes.

You break—coming hard, full-body spasms overtaking you, your mouth muffling a scream around Intak’s cock as you clench tight around Keeho.

“Shit—fuck—I’m coming,” Keeho gasps, hips jerking as he spills inside you, grinding deep as you pulse around him.

Intak pulls out just in time—stroking himself fast as he groans, eyes locked on yours.

“Tongue out, baby. Want you messy.”

You do—lips parted, spit-slick, eyes dazed—and he comes with a growl, ropes of it landing across your tongue, your chin, your chest. You moan softly, swallowing what hits your mouth without even thinking.

All three of you collapse into it.

Breathless. Shaking. Wrecked.

The room is silent except for the sound of your panting, the buzz of leftover high still tingling in your veins, and the faint thud of your heartbeat in your ears.

Keeho leans forward, pressing a kiss to your back. Intak strokes your cheek as you blink up at him, glassy-eyed and spent.

“Fuck,” Keeho says, voice still wrecked. “We're never booking two rooms again.”

You don’t answer—just smile, totally dazed, lips still parted.

And they both smile back.

[baseonezero]

omg I loved what you wrote, it was really good and you were so kind. thank you for answering my request 💕

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of course! i'm glad you enjoyed it! 🤗

[baseonezero]

I wanted something with Gunwook boypussy, still insecure about telling his girlfriend the secret for fear that she wouldn't want to be with him anymore, besides the fact that Gunwook is still a bit inexperienced (the little boy has never cum). But when he reveals the secret to his girlfriend and ends up telling her that he has never cum, she decides to change that. I also like the idea of ​​being possessive with Gunwook, something like saying "this pussy is only mine" and also of him being a bit of a sub.

If you can fulfill my request, I will be grateful. If you can't, that's okay too. I'm already happy that you answered me.

Thank you ☺️ (🎪)

crazy to think this is what motivated me to write again but...this is different from what i usually write and it's exciting! i hope i didn't disappoint ^^ thank you for your amazing request! i really do like it 😇

mdni

you would never make your boyfriend do something he doesn't want to do but you naturally grew curious after several occurrences where he'd initiate make out sessions but then push you away when things got too heated.

you weren't sure if you were coming onto him too strong or if he was anxious to actually do anything.

you couldn't help but feel like you were doing something wrong when in reality gunwook was just too nervous to tell you about his secret.

he couldn't tell you that he had a cunt. it was embarrassing. he wouldn't be able to sexually fulfill your desires the way other men possibly could and it scared him.

gunwook wanted you in ways he couldn't even begin to describe but he couldn't have you. not when you didn't know that beneath his pants, he hid his pussy. a pussy he'd shove his fingers into at the thought of his amazing girlfriend, trying to pleasure himself and get off by it though it never really work out for him.

he'd huff at the lack of orgasm—wishing to feel a high he hadn't reached but it wasn't possible. not by his own doing anyway.

it was happening again. you two turned on some boring show as background noise as you two made out, tongue shoved down in each other's throats as you straddled his lap, your hands holding onto his broad shoulders.

his hands shamelessly fondled your bare ass, your panties leaving everything exposed. the kiss was so intense that you both had to take small breaks to catch your breaths.

"fuck.. gunwook, i need you so bad," you breathed out but you wanted to take it back as soon as you said it.

he stopped and looked at you, his grip on your ass now softening. "i'm sorry." his voice was just barely above a whisper.

it was disappointing. it was always when you guys were so close when he'd stop things and you didn't want to be mean but it was starting to get annoying.

either this guy loves giving himself blue balls or he wanted to give you whatever the female equivalent was.

you shifted off of his lap and sat next to him, letting your head fall back onto the headboard behind you. "gunwook, is there like, something wrong with me?" you finally asked, dying to know why he wouldn't just take you when he's had every opportunity to do so.

"no! that's not it," his eyes widened, shaking his head.

"then what is it? can you not get it up or something?" you blurted. yet another thing you wish you hadn't said.

his face immediately went red with embarrassment and he wanted to dig himself into a hole.

he understood your frustration but he had his reasons that he wasn't quite ready to reveal yet.

"i'm sorry it's just..." you shook your head and sighed, closing your eyes.

he was beginning to grow anxious as he mentally debated on whether or not he should tell you what he had kept hidden but clearly it was going to lead to a bigger problem if he didn't just say it.

"i'vebeenhidingsomethingfromyou." he said in one breath.

your heart dropped to your stomach. now it was your turn to feel anxious because what was he hiding from you? were you better off not knowing? but hell, you were way too curious to not know.

your eyes shot open and fell onto his face, trying to read his expression before you could decide if you were ready to know about his secret. you gave a nod, gesturing him to continue on what he was saying.

"i can't get hard... because...." his voice became inaudible as he began to fidget with his fingers.

"huh?"

he brought his hands to his face, feeling too ashamed to even look at you. "i can't get hard because i don't have a dick."

the silence you left him with was deafening. even a sound of disappointment would've been better but you just didn't say anything—or you didn't know what to say.

gunwook's chest felt tight and tears began to fill his eyes. he was preparing himself to hear you say that you wanted to break up.

your lips pressed into a small frown as you positioned yourself onto your knees and held his face in your hands.

"look at me."

seeing the tears threaten to slip from his eyes crushed you but you had to let him know what you were thinking.

"love, you know that doesn't change anything, right?" you ask, thumb rubbing over his cheek.

his lips quivered, not being able to believe that you were actually okay with him having a different body part than what he was "supposed" to have but maybe he was foolish to believe that you wouldn't be.

"you're not.. mad?" he asks meekly, his cheeks still warm and blushed.

you smiled at his question, mostly at the way he asked. "not at all, my love. all that changes is that we'll have to do things a bit differently but i don't mind."

you could see him grow comfortable again as a smile formed onto his swollen lips. he took your hand and kissed your palm, eyes staying on yours.

"sorry for hiding it from you," he whispered, placing your hand back onto his cheek.

looking at him felt like you were falling in love all over again.

"i get it. i just wish you would've told me sooner. would've saved us both the trouble," you huffed, staring lovingly into his eyes.

he blinked at you, feeling himself melt under your stare. god, he felt so lucky to have a girlfriend like you. someone accepting and understanding. someone who didn't judge him for something he couldn't control.

"so now that that's out of the way, do you think we could...?" he understood what you were trying to ask but he still felt unsure.

he bit his lip for a second, trying to form words. "i... i haven't really done anything with anyone before..." he smiled sheepishly, cheeks tinting with a light pink again. "i mean, i haven't even been able to get myself to cum either so.. i wouldn't really know what to do and i don't want to y'know, disappoint y—"

he was rambling and you stopped that by pressing your lips against his, your leg going over his thighs to straddle him again.

this time he seemed to be giving in as your hands slid underneath his shirt and up to his chest, fingers lightly grazing over his nipples.

"i can change that for you." you whispered into his ear, almost like a promise. scratch that, as a promise.

he shivered at your touch and words, squeezing his thighs together and at the flex of his muscles, you began to grind onto them.

"want me to do that for you, baby?" you hummed, nibbling onto the tip of his ear.

there was this funny feeling forming in his tummy—something he normally felt during the steamy make out sessions or when he'd rub his clit on his own time.

"but what about you?" he voice was caught in his throat, his hands returning onto your ass.

you smiled at his consideration for your pleasure but his would be yours today.

"we'll worry about me another time. i just wanna make my boyfriend feel good."

gunwook felt a small pool of stickiness form in his underwear and it was bothering him. your words were clearly having an effect on him. he hesitated before whispering a small, "please."

that was your green light.

in a matter of seconds, you had him completely naked and lying on the bed, placing yourself between his legs.

he was shy though. nobody has ever seen him like this and it felt vulnerable but he so badly wanted to feel you in ways he hasn't before. he wanted to be fully intimate with you.

you leaned forward, body hovering over his. you were smaller than he was yet he felt as if you held way more power than he did—but it was okay because he trusted you.

"if you want me to stop at any point, you just let me know, okay?" you looked at him, making sure he gave you a nod before latching your lips onto his neck.

you didn't want to go all in too quickly. you'd need him to fully relax before you could get started.

you started with short, sweet kisses on his neck. lips softly sucking on different spots, trailing down to his collarbone where you'd lightly bite onto the horizontal bone as your fingers gently played with his nipple.

he responded to your actions with soft whines. his legs would've shut closed if you hadn't been between them. clearly, he was very into what you were doing and hadn't told you to stop.

you kissed down his chest as your other hand fell onto his thigh, rubbing up and to his inner thigh, slowly inching closer to the private part he had hid from you for months.

his breathing hitched as he watched you lower yourself closer to his core. he felt a little nervous but he craved your touch more than anything.

as your lips moved down to his lower tummy, his thighs threatened to press together but your hands stopped him from doing so.

he propped himself up on his forearms, abs flexing as your lips reached his inner thigh. your teeth gently bit onto his pale skin, leaving a light mark onto them and you felt satisfied at the sight.

your face finally met with his sopping cunt. your heart fluttered—you made him this way and it was driving you crazy.

before you could treat yourself to dessert, you wanted to test the waters.

your fingers just very lightly slid over his wet folds, making him shudder at your touch.

they then went in between his folds, collecting his slick that had been spilling from his hole and he gasped. the audible sound was addicting and you needed to hear more of it.

you used your index finger at first to circle his swollen clit, his juices making it easy to do so.

"this okay?" you asked, eyes flickering up to meet his just to find his eyes to be half lidded.

he gave you a nod, jaw slacking at the pleasure you were giving him. sure, you were doing the same thing he'd do to himself but your touch was different. the softness of your fingertip and the pressure you used was different from his.

you added your middle finger, increasing the speed of your fingers and you finally earned a soft moan from him.

he seemed to hold himself back. his eyebrows crashed together as he slowly began to grind his cunt against your fingers.

"getting greedy now, aren't we?" you giggled as you watched his cheeks blush again, something you learned to love about him. he was shy but here he was, shamelessly grinding his pretty pussy against your fingers.

you hummed softly, sliding your fingers down to his hole, tapping your middle finger against it. he was so wet that his juices ever so slightly splashed with each tap—a string of stickiness attaching your finger to his pussy.

slipping your finger into his hole was no problem. he basically swallowed it in and you found amusement from it.

you figured that you should be good to add another and so you did. your two middle fingers were so perfectly shoved into his cunt, it made your head spin.

"look at that, love. your were made to have my fingers inside of you, hm?" you cooed, slowly thrusting your digits in and out of him.

"y-yeah..." he replied, soon followed by soft mewls, eyes now hazy with just how you were working your fingers.

as much as you wanted to get a taste of his cunt, you thought it was too soon so you decided to distract your mouth by kissing him.

you slowly added a third finger into him and he moaned into the kiss, muffling the sound.

your fingers curled up and you were quick to find his spongy g-spot, earning more guttural moans from him.

your fingers were not nearly as long as his yet you had managed to find his most sensitive spot. his sweet noises only encouraged you to fuck your fingers into him faster and you shoved your tongue into his mouth, making him suck onto your wet muscle.

it didn't take long until you felt his gummy walls clench around your digits, clinging onto them his his hips twitched.

his moans were becoming choppy and soon enough he was squirting around your fingers. this didn't stop you from thrusting them into him though.

it was messy. his juices squirted everywhere but you didn't care. you made your boyfriend reach an orgasm for the first time and you were proud of it.

you slowly slid your fingers out and gave his pussy a light slap before kissing his forehead.

he breathed heavily, trying to catch his breath as he let himself fall back completely onto the mattress.

a quiet giggle fell from your lips as you watched him try to compose himself after his climax.

it's fair to say that you two would become more sexually active from now on.

[baseonezero]

i'm doing back flips and front flips this ask was jusy too good and i had to start writingZ writer's block is long gone everyone please look forward to it rhank you

[baseonezero]

Olá, desculpe incomodar. Você escreveria "boypussy"? (🎪)

simsimsimsim! 😇

[baseonezero]

hypothetically, who is most likely to be caught on a site like jerkmate... 😇

sorry for having members from several different groups 😭 i just couldn't decide

[baseonezero]

ik i said i wasn't gonna write for a while but i really needed to—even if it's something really short. this is a bit self-indulgent which is why i decided to hide it under the cut. may very well delete this later

matt held your face in his hands, making sure your eyes focused on him and him only. he wanted you to forget your surroundings — forget what had been happened. he wanted to make sure that you'd forget there was anything else besides the two of you.

“breathe with me, okay?” he inhaled slowly, nodding softly when you successfully copied him even through small sobs.

he then exhaled smoothly, his eyes never leaving yours, thumbs wiping away the tears that had escaped your eyes and rolled down your cheeks.

“good, just like that. a few more, yeah?” he dragged out each breath, making sure you followed his lead and that he was actually helping you ease your mind.

once your tears had stopped and your body relaxed, he moved his hand to your hair and ran his fingers through it, holding you close.

“better?”

you sniffled quietly, nodding in response.

the corners of his lips curled up ever so slightly and he planted a short yet loving kiss onto your wet cheek. "i love you."

his presence alone made you feel like he could keep you away from any and all danger. only he could make you feel safe and his warm embrace was your safe space.

[baseonezero]

theme changed!

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sure did hehe 😇 i spent a good while trying to make it look a little more appealing and even tried fixing up the masterlist too though it still needs a little more work 🙂‍↕️

[baseonezero]

matt with a siamese kitty im sobbing

and the cat jumping onto him from behidn omg ims fsifiwayfuebd fh and putting its paws on his face when he kisses it intbeiscie?!2?:!&!2!;8hbwhf