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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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aswaki · 4 days

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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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aswaki · 9 days

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imagine being under matthew as he fucks you with his necklace dangling in your face,,,

https://www.tumblr.com/aswaki/748086559584223232/not-a-single-innocent-thought-running-through-my

i was already writing a thing from that video so lucky you, anon. here you go~ i too just want to fucking feel matthew's body over mine while his necklace is dangling over my face. wouldn't it be so hot to feel his weight on top of you? with his necklace mesmerizing you as it moves along the pace of his thrusts?

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

contains: afab bodied!reader, tit/nipple play, dry humping, (almost) public sex, smut - p in v sex

matthew would definitely be the type to have you underneath him during push ups and steal kisses from your lips as a "reward".

but— you're simply too irresistible for him; your work out clothes were too snug that it almost became a second layer of your skin.... so when you cupped his face to shove your tongue down inside his mouth, turning the innocent pecks to a full blown make out session, who was he to say no?

you'd be underneath him, feeling all of his muscles flexing. his necklace would be dangling over your face. his sweat rolling down on you, but you didn't mind. you'd be equally sweaty as he is.

he'd start dry humping you as he plucks your top down. your tits so supple it makes him want to sink his teeth to it....

...and you know he wants to do it so you'd arch your back, pushing your tits upwards. his mouth would leave yours to immediately latch itself to your boobs, tasting your sweat that's mixed with his on your skin. he'd leave hickeys on your flesh. the tops of your tits would look like you've been attacked. he'd nibble on your skin before lowering himself to suck on your pointed peaks. your nipples sought relief in his hungry mouth.

his hand would push your thigh apart to grind his bulge against your clothed cunt. your mewls traveled to his ears, encouraging him more.

it wouldn't take long before your clothes were peeled off your bodies. the sound of skin slapping would echo throughout the luckily empty gym. his cock pulsated inside your cunt as he drags it at a delicious pace. his sturdy hips moved back and forth expertly; the pleasure rushed through him and traveled to you as well.

his necklace would stay on. it swayed hypnotically as he thrusted himself to you.

both of your breaths would be shaky. he could see your eyebrows furrowed together. your face contorted by desire. your eyes fluttered shut. he knew what would happen next.

“keep your eyes on me,” matthew's low voice said as he looks down on you. you nodded at him, like the pretty and obedient person that you are. your eyes drank up his form. it moved from his chest, collarbones, to his necklace, and back to his eyes.

matthew liked to see you lose your resolve, knowing he did it. he took pride in your pleasure. as he fucked you into your orgasm at the training mat of the gym, he knew that this was his favourite exercise of them all.

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aswaki · 26 days

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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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aswaki · 16 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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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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don't worry sunbaenim [smt x reader]

seok matthew x reader | 2.3k word count | explicit (minors dni)

“you caught matthew masturbating with your panties at the recording booth”

contains: fem!reader, sub!matthew, idol au, masturbation (matthew), voyeurism, stealing panties, smut - p in v sex, clothed sex, pussy drunk (matthew), pet names ("babe", "baby", "good boy")

if you told your trainee self that you'd catch your senior fucking his dick into his hand with your panties wrapped around it, your past self would've laughed.

you'd think that your senior could never possibly be doing something as lewd as that. he was so sweet, helpful, and adorable that you even developed a teeny tiny crush on him. you knew everyone would dream of being in the same company with someone like him.

a perfect gentleman, that's what he was. it seemed like you were wrong as you stood in front of the glass of the recording booth.

in his full glory, you could see seok matthew masturbating himself using the panties you lost just this morning.

his sweatpants were lowered just enough to reveal his perfect cock. thick and veiny. it even had cum leaking out of it already. the view made your stomach flip on sight.

he still had not noticed you. he kept rubbing his cock against your panties, sliding it along the garment smoothly. his hand moved a rhythm only he could hear, causing his hips to move back and forth in time. he enjoyed knowing this was wet with your fluids. this was the nearest he could go with you. he was so lost in the pleasure. you even could hear his needy moans through the speakers. his sounds were filling the studio room.

poor boy even had the mics on.

you almost didn't want to interrupt. he looked so fucking good with his hands around his dick while your soiled panties were an accessory to his perverseness. his head was resting on the back of the swivel chair inside the booth. his mouth released sounds that got you worked up. it was almost hypnotic to see how he was on action.

you came forward to the control panel. after pressing a button that would allow you to talk to him inside the recording booth, you let out a breath through the mic.

matthew opened his eyes in panic. his hand went to a halt in his shaft. he thought he was alone.

he looked up and saw you standing behind the glass. he released his cock immediately which was all angry and throbbing after being dropped so easily. your panties flopped down to his thighs.

“when you said you wanted to have lunch, i didn't think you meant this.” you told him through the microphone. for the most part, matthew looked like a deer caught in the headlights. he did looked ashamed for getting caught.

“i can explain myself,” he started, using his sticky hands to push himself off the chair to stand. his cock was still out of his pants. he didn’t even hide how visibly aroused he was.

you rushed inside the recording booth, pressing buttons on the control panel to stop the speakers & microphone. you left the bags of food you had with you on the couch in the studio.

you approached matthew. placing your hands on his shoulders, you pushed him back down on the chair.

“you know, i thought i was just imagining things when i felt someone spying on me in the practice room.”

matthew looked like he was about to try to explain himself once more so you placed a finger on his lips.

“even got more crazed when i noticed the underwear i wore during practice was gone after i showered,” you said as you stared down at matthew. his eyes tried to stay on your face but it kept dancing over your body. he couldn't help himself; not when you were closely hovering over him.

“who would have thought it was just with you, sunbaenim?” you pulled your finger away from his lips and used it to stroke his cheek. “it is flattering, honestly.”

matthew gulped. he was embarrassed by the situation and he even more embarrassed that he found this hot.

he had passed by you earlier when you were dancing alone at the practice room.

when you debuted as an idol shortly after he did, you didn’t have time to hang out like you used to. things went by from preparations to practicing to appearances. the usual idol works.

this was the only time your schedules had lined up perfectly for months. the both of you didn’t hesitate to arrange a meet up after your practices.

matthew could see that you had on tiny shorts and a sports bra through the door. your sexy body was on full display, just for him.

you had moved to the rhythm expertly— ass shaking, tits moving— could you even blame him he was turned on simply by watching you practice?

his hand had started to wander down his sweatpants. he stayed there for quite a while, just watching you. his heart raced when you stripped in the middle of the practice room before heading to the bathroom attached to the place. you unknowingly gave him a beautiful view of your ass. even when you left to shower, he was still there groping himself.

matthew knew it was wrong but his body moved before his morals settled to him. he had swiftly went inside and grabbed the panties you left discarded. it was wet. probably mixed with your sweat and juices. he lifted it to his nose, inhaling your scent. desire ran through his body.

he pocketed it before going to the studios to do his own practice. he hoped he wouldn’t bump into anyone on the way there. the bundled up fabric inside his pockets weighed heavy, like it was some kind of illegal device.

you had invaded his system during his solo training. he couldn’t focus. he had your panties and he sniffed it. that's when he decided to jerk himself with it.

now, he was looking at you with eyes filled with shame. underneath it all, you found what you’ve been looking for.

lust.

“don’t worry, sunbaenim. you can have your lunch now. don’t you want to try the real thing?” you whispered to his ear before standing up straight. you didn't mind in indulging him. you quickly discarded the leggings you were wearing. you had on an off-the-shoulder bodysuit left. it was crotchless.

matthew nodded, mouth drying at the sight of your exposed cunt.

sure. of course. he was excited. he wanted the real thing. he wanted your pussy so much. he looked almost too boyish with his eagerness.

you came closer to him to sit down on his meaty thighs. your panties on his lap fell to the floor but the both of you ignored it. your attention was on the feeling of your pussy on his thigh. the fabric of his sweatpants hit your clit. it made the both of you shiver.

your hands wandered to massage his exposed balls. matthew groaned as soon as he felt you there. you weren’t satisfied, though. “you can do better than that, sunbaenim! use your words.” you scolded him as your hold on his balls became more firm. the honourific sounded so patronizing.

he let out a yelp before nodding once more. “okay, okay. baby, i want you.” you kissed his jaw. your fingers trailed from his balls up to his shaft as he continued to speak, “god, you’re so hot. want your pussy on my cock. want you to ride me.”

“now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” you murmured on his jaw, still peppering his jaw as well as his neck with kisses. you preened at his compliment so you gave him a squeeze as a reward. you felt his dick twitch underneath your fingers.

matthew was anticipating every second that passed by. his chest rose underneath his compression shirt. it even clung to him more like it was second skin due to his sweat. (the air condition in the studio didn't do anything to stop the perspiration.)

you almost tore your hair off at how hot he was.

you lifted yourself away from him then moved yourself closer to his erect cock. for a moment, his wet cockhead touched your labia. matthew whimpered at the feeling. his tip pressed against you before you slowly sunk yourself to him. it wasn’t that difficult when the two of you were wet already.

your tight pussy gripped his cock as he penetrated you. it felt as if you were molding into his shape, wrapped around the ridges and veins of his cock. your face pinched in pain because of his size but quickly got overridden by pleasure.

finally, a satisfied sigh left your lips as you sunk down even lower on his cock which was now almost all the way inside of you.

“fuck, i love how it feels to be in you. s- so good.” matthew sputtered out as he was breathing heavily. his hands had a mind of its own as he impatiently grabbed your hips and tried to rock you.

“who said you could touch me? you sharply asked him, as your hand grabbed a fistful of his hair. you slightly raised yourself as if to threateningly remove your body away from his.

he moaned out your name. matthew did not have time to feel pathetic. not when all he wanted to do was to chase your pleasures and he was so close now. (he was literally in you.)

“no one. i’m sorry, i’m sorry.” he apologized so fast. he wanted to feel your warm walls fully again. you loosened your grip on his hair and gave in to what he wanted, anyway.

you went back down. his cock fully inside you now and you started to ride him. you swirled your hips on him. his size stretched you out so deliciously it made you moan.

“this is what you want, babe?” his breath hitched when you called him babe. matthew grew slightly dizzy at the feel of your wetness coating his shaft and your walls sucking him in.

he let out unintelligible sounds of pleasure as you moved your hips. you could not get enough of him. you kissed him to drink up his moans. he reciprocated it instantly; his lips parting to invite you in. your fingers tangled into his hair as you made out. you grinded to his cock with expert precision.

“look at you, can’t even form a sentence. got dumb on me already?” you didn’t expect him to be underneath your control this quick. you knew he was close. now this was what you expected since he was already hard when you came in.

“you can move too,” you gave him permission and he didn’t waste a second to buck his hips feverishly unto you. what a good boy.

your hands went to his shoulder for support. silently, you hoped the swivel chair wouldn't give up under the sharp actions from the both of you. you bounced on matthew, impaled on his erection. your tits were rising and falling in front of his eyes before you resumed the lip locking.

“could do this for hours. your pussy feels great around me.” matthew whimpered through your kisses. his needy voice fueled you.

“there’s no need to be quiet. i turned off the sound system and locked the doors. unlike you, i wasn’t a fool.” you replied to him as his cock continued to explore your insides. “unless, you wanted someone to walk in on you to hear you be so desperate for your junior?”

he closed his eyes, accepting your taunts. he was feeling hot and tight— so close.

“you’d like that wouldn’t you? appear as the kind senior who takes care of his junior in every way possible?”

the smell of sex filled the air. you could see how matthew’s breaths became more laboured and his thrusts became more frantic. his hair became matted on his forehead because of his sweat.

“close,” matthew groaned as warning. that was all he could say. all he could think about was your pussy and nothing more. his groin began to tighten, signaling that he was going to cum.

“i c- can’t… i’m about to…”

“cum on my tits, babe” you nodded in acknowledgement. you knew how desperate he was. you weren’t feeling particularly cruel today. you'll let him cum [first]... but not in you... no. not yet.

the whole thing happened fast. matthew pulled his cock out of you in spite of not wanting to leave the heated space of your beautiful pussy. you slipped off him. you clutched his cock in your hand after you pushed down your body suit to reveal your tits.

“don’t hold back. be a good boy and scream my name,”

and it wasn’t long before he began to cum. you held on to his shaft as you directed his cock towards your boobs. he spurted out thick streams of white fluid.

like the obedient boy that he was, matthew moaned your name as loudly as he could when his climax happened. it felt like his whole body was being ripped apart by an invisible force. it was music to your ears.

you made sure that every drop of cum landed on your tits. some of it clung on to your erect nipples. you thought it looked pretty on you. (matthew was thinking of the same thing.)

the netizens would definitely freak out if they ever knew how submissive matthew was and how depraved you were in gratifying him.

you bent down to kiss cock. ready to go to another round of actually having it in your mouth. you were hungry and this was going to be your meal.

“mmm, that was nice, sunbaenim. wouldn’t want a pregnancy scandal, would you?”

a/n: what song was matthew practicing in the vocal studio? lmao hehe happy weekend! hope you enjoyed! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

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show me how you use that pretty mouth of yours [smt x reader]

seok matthew x reader | 2.2k word count | explicit (minors dni)

“matthew helps you with your oral fixation after discovering it”

contains: fem!reader, oral fixation, blow job, exhibitionism, food play(ish?), praise kink, pet names ("pretty girl", "baby")

it's almost astonishing how you manage to surprise matthew every single time you're together.

the weather wasn’t really favourable to do anything. it was too humid to be coped up inside but also too hot to be strolling outside. the both of you made a beeline to the balcony to get some air.

“can i sit here?” you had asked, a well manicured finger pointing at matthew. his eyebrow rose but didn’t reject you. in fact, he didn’t even bother to reply. he was curious what you would do. your plump lips suddenly had a slight pout that matthew wanted to kiss away from your face. him being unresponsive didn’t stop you, though. you strutted to where he positioned himself and plopped down. so out in the open, here you were shamelessly sitting on matthew's lap.

your sundress too short at the bottom (matthew was close to having a heart attack when you bent down earlier) and too skimpy at the top (it gave matthew the perfect view of your cleavage). you sat prettily on his lap, eating a popsicle similar to what matthew had. you're doing anything at this point just to cool off yet he was far from getting cooled off. in fact, he was getting hotter seeing you suck the popsicle like that.

you were facing matthew. your hand was placed on his strong chest as a way to keep yourself steady. his sight was fixed on you. he was watching you closely, taking in every detail about how you looked so damn sexy while enjoying the popsicle. he couldn't help but stare at your lips as they wrapped around the cold treat. it was driving him insane. his mind was going wild with thoughts about what else he could do with those lips.

he knew he should stop thinking about it.

however... he simply couldn't resist… not when your hand was feeling up his chest while you were on top of his lap and eating a popsicle. matthew could feel the heat rising within him as he continued to look at you; your body so close to his. he could feel the warmth emanating from the both of you. his skin practically burning underneath the sun. you licked the sides of the popsicle, softly moaning in delight.

“easy there, pretty girl,” matthew let out an amused huff and let his thumb briefly touch your lips. you let out a tiny sound of glee at that action. matthew’s hand started to move, easily slipping underneath your dress. he slowly caressed your thigh, rubbing against the sensitive skin there. he always had a hunch you had an oral fixation. he would always see you biting on straws if your drink had one or getting too excited on having a lollipop. (now, don't ask him why he noticed that.) (he found your lips alluring, that's for sure.)

he threw you a devious smirk. he watched you intently, his gaze never leaving yours for even a second. his own popsicle was melting quickly in the heat. as soon as he saw those drips of melting popsicle on his hand, an idea came to his mind. he was going to find confirmation if his hunch was correct. he raised his fingers to his mouth trying to lick them clean. it left a trail of saliva on his skin.

as if on cue, your gaze snapped to his hand. he knew his idea was correct as he saw the way your eyes followed the movement of his fingers. he could practically hear the sound of your breath hitching in anticipation.

he reached for your popsicle, which was half-gone anyway. he pulled it away from your mouth, smirking at the look of shock on your face. he one upped you. he felt proud of pulling a reverse card and making you be the one who is surprised this time.

he put the popsicles on top of the table close to where you were sitting. he bent down a little bit. his face now so close to yours. you could feel his warm breath on your skin. "do you want a taste?" he asked in a low tone, maintaining eye contact with you and one hand still touching your thigh. his voice made the butterflies in your stomach violent.

you could feel your heart racing faster. your cheeks blushing at matthew’s question, feeling like you’ve been caught doing something you weren’t supposed to do.

“matt,” you whispered his name. it was clear you were already aroused. beads of sweat were shining on your collarbones. your vision went a little bit hazy. your breaths were coming in shallow pants as you struggled to maintain control over yourself.

matthew teasingly lifted his fingers closer to your lips. you decided you simply could not pass this offer up. you threw caution to the wind. to hell with it, you were already in a suggestive position at the balcony. you aggressively nodded at him, tits bouncing at the sudden movement. he watched your breasts move enticingly in that tight dress of yours. you encircled your hand on his wrist. “let me have you, matty,” you said shyly which left matthew amused once more. you were hardly the shy type but here you were close to begging to have his fingers in your mouth.

“c’mon. open up, pretty girl. i want to see how good you look with your lips around my fingers,” and you didn’t need to be told twice. you shifted in his lap, rubbing against his body. your lips parted, tongue poking out to give his fingers tentative kitten licks.

his desire could barely be contained. the sensation sent shivers down his spine. he was practically salivating at the sight of you. the moment his index and middle fingers met your mouth, you sighed contently. you immediately latched on his fingers and sucked. your tongue lapped up the popsicle juices and his saliva. the way your tongue moved and the sounds you made as you suckled on his fingers aroused him. his imagination wandered on how good must it be if you were sucking cum off his fingers. his mind was now completely consumed by the image of your mouth wrapped around his cum coated fingers or better yet, your lips wrapped on his dick.

the temptation to play with you further couldn’t be held back. matthew dipped his fingers deeper in your mouth, letting you taste the sweet, sugary flavor of the popsicle mixed with his saliva. it was something unique. you whimpered as you found yourself craving more of it. you were already a drooling mess. your eyes locked onto his as he continued to play with you. the sensation of you licking his fingers was so erotic for matthew. he somehow understood why you enjoyed it.

“oh, my baby is so needy,” he told you as his free hand, which was still on your thigh, enjoyed the feel of your skin. at this point, he had pulled your dress upwards to reveal more of your thighs. your panties were peaking already. the sensation of his warm, damp fingers against your bare thigh was intoxicating. your pulse quickened with every touch. you could feel your pussy getting wetter and wetter with each passing second, desperate for release. matthew could feel it too. your fluids leaving a dark spot on his pants.

the air felt thick and oppressive around you. you were still sucking on his fingers. the popsicle juice already gone from his digits but you were still having fun with matthew. your hips are starting to move itself. you were grinding on him. his erection pressing painfully against the fabric of his pants.

“shit. you’re big,” you said as you moved yourself on top of his aching cock. he would’ve laughed at your wide eyes if he wasn’t feeling desperately turned on. instead, he groaned at your movements. his jaw clenched slightly, frustration mixed with desire forming inside of him. his sweat made his hair stick to his forehead.

there was no denying the intensity of his desire or the passion he exuded as he worked to keep you both entranced and aroused. even though the two of you were sweaty and sticky from the heat, the both of you found yourself craving more.

you removed matthew’s fingers away from your mouth with a pop. you looked down at his bulge. your fingers traced over it making him hiss at the feeling. you were back to surprising matthew. you licked your lips and asked, “can i?”

“tell me, can you?” he challenged you, taking off his belt. you removed yourself from his lap and knelt in front of him. your soft skin hitting the hard surface of the balcony's floor. your dress was too short to protect your knees.

the thought of anyone walking at any given moment added to the thrill. you looked up at matthew, lips pouting and eyes wide. at this angle, matthew thought you looked gorgeous between his legs, kneeling down before him and absolutely willing to take him in your mouth.

your hand grabbed his cock above the fabric of his pants. as your fingers pulled his zipper down, matthew acted quick and helped you by pushing off his offending garments. (you were fulfilling the imagination that crossed his mind earlier; of course, he'd be quick to act on this.) his girthy cock sprung free. pre-cum already leaking.

you kissed his dick, his fluids coating your lip like gloss. his hips instinctively bucked at the contact. matthew’s fist wrapped in your hair. he gathered it so it wouldn’t bother you as you blew him off. with his other hand, matthew reached down to stroke your cheek, “go on, baby. show me how you use that pretty mouth of yours.”

his words struck a chord within you. you haven’t even put his thick cock in your mouth but you already felt so good. your panties were gathering the fluids leaking out of you. you closed your eyes and licked his entire length. he wanted nothing more than to be consumed by the sight of you enjoying yourself. you swirled your tongue on his cockhead happily. your tongue darted back and forth effortlessly which coaxed a groan from the man above you. you momentarily pulled away and smiled at him with a strand of saliva connecting your mouth to the soaked cockhead. you had also moaned in satisfaction, glad your oral itch was getting relieved. the both of you not holding back at being vocal.

“ah, fuck,”

when your lips parted to finally welcome him in your mouth, he used his hand at the back of your head to guide you. you both made eye contact as your mouth bobbed up and down his shaft. he felt the familiar feeling of tightening inside him. his face contorted in pleasure as your warm mouth enveloped him. you almost gagged at his size. tears gathered in your eyes but you didn’t stop. you only blinked them away.

you held him there for a few seconds before raising back up to swirl your tongue around his cockhead without releasing him from your lips. matthew let out a sound of approval.

“love your cock, matty,” you said. your honeyed voice made matthew feel weak. his fingers tightened the hold on your hair, earning him a whine from you. his cock twitched in your lips at your sounds. you went back down, further this time. matthew started to move his hips fucking you in the mouth. his thrust went from slow to an increased sloppy speed as he felt himself close to climax. you loved how he used your mouth. you moaned in his dick knowing the vibration would add to his stimulation.

“keep going, pretty girl. ‘m so c- close,” the pressure that had built inside him was ready to burst. you held on to both his thighs. after a few more licks and deep throating, matthew spurted hot cum on your mouth. he let out a low moan as he released it. you tried to swallow as much as you could, relishing on his flavour. some dribbled out of your lips. it trickled down your chin and chest. you stroked the remnants from his already softening cock to ensure you got every drop of him.

when you pulled your mouth off of him, you made a show of swallowing hard. "that's my girl," matthew's words to you were breathy. he tried to catch his breath as he felt fucked out but he had to compliment you for taking him so well. you beamed at him, somehow still buzzed. he saw you scooping up his cum at the tops of your breast with your fingers and stuck in your mouth to suck on. on your leg, he could also see your own cum freely dripping. you truly received pleasure having something in your mouth.

you smiled mischievously at matthew, “you taste good.” this had been better than the popsicle you had earlier, in your opinion.

matthew pulled you back up. your legs wobbling at the sudden movement. you returned to your previous spot on his lap. your bodies were now sticky in sweat and cum. he toyed with your already ruined panties, wanting to return the favour. his finger ghosted your cunt. excitement was growing inside of you as you realized what he was about to do. he kissed your flushed cheeks and whispered, “my turn.”

a/n: i don't know what possessed me to speed write this in the midst of my schedule today.......... really took a portion of my day to have a matthew induced word vomit. matthew is my muse, if it isn't obvious. let me know what you think of this. as always, thank you for reading this and my previous fic! (also, i know the photos don't depict a hot day, lol! turn a blind eye on that. i just wanted to use that matthew photo so bad.)

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sex ban [smt x reader]

seok matthew x reader | 1.2k word count | explicit (minors dni)

“you enforce a sex ban with matthew”

contains: afab bodied!reader, needy!matthew, crack (??), suggestive tone, reader being a tease, pet names ("baby", "babe")

he let out a laugh because he thought you were joking. he was waiting for you to laugh along with him... to hit him with a “sike!” and start stripping.... but you didn't.

matthew gave you a bewildered look, “you cannot be serious.”

“watch me,” was your only response before you walked away from him. no. you strutted away from him. moving your hips in a way you knew that would drive matthew up a wall.

the whole day you were teasing him relentlessly. you wore tight clothes that emphasized your curves. you held on to his arm sensually. you were doing the most to get a reaction out of him. however, every time he would go initiate something, you tried to act clueless in this little game of cat and mouse of yours. his advances went all ignored.

you were probably amused by all this. matthew wasn't. (not one bit.) (he liked challenges but not this.)

it was pure torture that went on for three days.

the day after you declared you'd stop fucking him indefinitely, you purposely picked up something in front of matthew. the shorts you had on was being true to its name; it was too short that your ass cheeks were showing.

you arched your back that made him think of all the sinful things he could do to you in the bedroom. he was so aroused he could fuck you right then and there. he wanted to break your back.

as you bent down, he groaned. he came up behind you and smacked your ass.

“matty!” you squealed. you immediately stood up straight. matthew pressed your bodies closer. you could feel him hardening behind you. instinctively, you rubbed your ass on his cock.

matthew smiled thinking he was winning. he started to kiss your neck but you pulled away.

once you started being intimate with each other, you've been going at it like rabbits in heat. if his cock wasn't inside of you, he would be squished between your thighs, tongue prodding your cunt and lapping up your juices.

this was a good thing— matthew being obsessed with you. way too good that it had gotten you severely tardy from work a lot. your supervisor called you in about your attitude to reprimand you, even with a threat of dismissal.

“if you wanted to fuck, you should've thought about your actions before you did it!” you scolded him with a pout. you became handsy as you palmed him above his sweatpants. he loudly moaned in ecstasy as you did so. you kind of missed his cock and the sounds you made together. (but you wanted to be responsible for once!)

“said, i was sorry, baby.” he told you through his teeth, mostly likely getting needier.

you knew you were getting horny. at the same time, you did not like to back down. you did enjoy teasing matthew just to get things out of your system (and as a little bit of pay back for getting you in trouble at work).

you removed yourself from him so you wouldn't be tempted any longer.

matthew knew you were just as turned on as he was. the outline of your pert nipple could be seen through your body hugging top. he wanted nothing more than to pinch it with his fingers.

on god, matthew almost went on his knees to beg you to fuck but he had to remain a little bit of dignity.

for the second time that week, he could only watch you walk away from him. he wanted to smack your ass again. he looked down at his slight boner and sighed, “guess it's just you and me, buddy.”

on the third day of your evil sex ban, matthew felt like he was going to lose it. his hands didn't give him the same pleasure just as you did but it was all he could do.

the entire day he let his imagination run wild as he thought about you. he imagined his hand sliding across your smooth leg before venturing out to what's in between your thighs. in his mind, he could see himself pressing his crotch against yours. you were being tied up to the bed post, calling for him. matthew even pulled up some of the nudes you sent him back then so he could masturbate to you like a fucking idiot virgin at the bathroom.

this was the worst moment of his life. it truly humbled him.

he hung his head low in defeat as he entered the apartment. it had been a long day. all he wanted was to sink in your plush thighs and squeeze your ass to relax. (but he couldn't. curse your sex ban.)

“oh, you're home.” you said, coming out of his room.

you were wearing one of matthew's sweaters. seeing you in his clothing always turned him on. it was even worse now that he had these pent up energy in him. he was sure you were seducing him right now.

he wasn't the only one feeling frustrated.

you, on the side of things, felt like you were going to fold as soon as you saw him. he was so hot. you can't believe you held off from fucking him. sweat was dribbling down his neck. his hair a bit damp. an indication he was at the gym.

his biceps were flexing as he placed his things down.

“christ,” you muttered to yourself as you watched him. you bit your lip. you could cut the tension with a knife in the room.

you decided to wave your white flag down. you admitted to yourself that this was getting ridiculous.

you headed straight to him and literally jumped on him. matthew caught you on reflex despite being surprised. he had planned to pathetically beg to you until you caved in to lift your ban but here you were breaking before him.

it was a turn on how he carried you with ease. he let out a sound of pleasure as he finally got to hold you. he hooked his arms underneath your thighs as you put your legs around his waist. he relished at the feeling of your soft thighs; the one he'd been thinking about earlier.

“missed me, baby?” he looked at you with so much desire. his pride rose knowing you were the one who gave in to him.

like magnets, both of yours lips attached itself to one another. a breathless kiss with so much emotions. three days worth of pent up sexual needs. the atmosphere in the room instantly becoming hot and heavy.

your fingers played with the hair at the back of his head after you wrapped your arms around his neck. you held on to him like this for more support but also so you can keep him close to you. you did miss your matty.

“need you,” you panted out in between kisses. you were the one who put the both of you in this situation. the ban was your idea. should you even be saying that you needed him? matthew was in disbelief.

he pulled away from your kiss just a bit. and you had the audacity to whimper. “i'll punish you for this, you know.” matthew whispered. you could feel his breath fanning your lips.

you had him on edge for days. obviously, he would make sure to give you a taste of your own medicine. you only grinned at his words before pressing your lips together again. your lips moved hungrily against his.

“can't wait for it, babe.”

a/n: so... what do we think? hehe this was fun to write. (the photos matthew sent as i was writing definitely helped lol lol lol) (my other wips are probably wondering why i started on a new project and finished it before them... i will get to them soon!) btw, my asks are open if you want to leave matthew requests or if you just want to talk about him! (i need to interact with more zeroses and seokryudans.) and... thank you for reading! rbs, likes, and comments are always appreciated. (':

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big mts [smt x reader]

seok matthew x reader | 1.5k word count | crack

“hanbin sets you up with his friend, ‘big mts’”

contains: short!reader, no gendered terms for reader, suggestive tone (at the end), cursing, blind date theme, family friend!hanbin, mention of choking, brief appearance of jiwoong

“sung hanbin, i am not going out with a guy called ‘big mts’,”

you gave the raven haired man in front of you a deadpan look. his phone was in your hand, a text notification displayed on the screen. it said, “i’m almost there!” and the sender’s name was indeed ‘big mts’.

okay— sung hanbin was a thoughtful person. you had never doubted that. not when he listened to your rants about how stagnant your life was on top of every other bullshit you’ve thrown his way. he made it his mission to be your guardian angel even when you didn’t ask him too. just like how he sent you to a string of blind dates.

it began when you were talking about how there was nothing exciting happening to you for the nth time. you had been so passionate in your rant; your face was flushed. your hands were moving as you talked. hanbin had been moved but jiwoong, who sitting beside him, was the opposite. he simply looked so done.

“you know what you need? you need to get fucked.” jiwoong had declared as he leaned forward. he put his hand on top of yours. a faux serious expression was painted on his features. you stopped ranting, obviously shocked at his words.

“hey!” hanbin slapped jiwoong’s arm. they did a slight stare off while you simply giggled at their antics.

“but you know… he’s not wrong. maybe you need to meet more people! not the fucking. do not listen to jiwoong. you don’t need to be fucking everyone.” his brotherly instincts coming out. his voice was almost far away. hanbin looked at you, deep in thought. you could almost see the gears working in his brain.

that was one random day a few months ago and then the rest was history. it led you to a series of hang outs and dates. you didn’t know hanbin knew that many people. most of these meet ups didn’t end well. you wondered if hanbin just had an ad of you on craigslist (especially with a date with that one person who you were sure you saw getting dogpiled on twitter before).

so it led you to today. earlier, you were over at hanbin’s apartment unit which was a few doors down from yours. you went there under the pretense of hanging out with him. when he opened the door at you, he merely declared, “you look terrible. go change.”

he pushed you out and led you back to your unit. you look down at your sweats. is it not acceptable to be in comfortable clothes on chill days? you opened your mouth to protest but he beat you to it, “you are going on a date!”

“not again!” you screamed.

you removed yourself from his hold and ran to your door. you were not going to lose a couple precious hours of your friday to go with a possible insufferable person you just met.

you felt victorious escaping hanbin. you sighed in relief as you put the key in your doorknob. the door opened with ease but before you could close it on hanbin, he caught up with you. he easily slid right in. oh, curse his long legs. you could only glare at him. the universe was unfair for giving him tall genes but skipped it on you.

hanbin called you by your full name and said, “you are going to change and go on this date. don’t you disappoint me.”

“do i have too? you know what happened the previous times. just give up.” you whined at him. seriously, you were convinced he was bored too, that's why he was trying to play cupid.

“go. change.” he told you as he placed his hand on your shoulders and directed you to your room. the both of you were really close, almost like siblings. you tried to be childish and put all your weight on your feet to stop you from moving. your attempts only failed.

“i swear, this time is different! he’s my friend. he’s really nice and adorable. you’d love him. he just came back from canada. that should be interesting enough for you. go talk about maple syrup or something.” you turned around and gave him a blank stare.

“okay, maybe not maple syrup,” he backtracked, “but please, please. i showed my friend your photo already. he thought you were cute! if this doesn’t work out, i’ll lay off but he’s already on his way so you need to change!”

your eyes widened. this person thought you were cute? and already on his way? jesus, hanbin knew how to get you working. this person could be a freak but he did say you were cute. you knew hanbin could also be pulling things out his ass but hey, flattery works.

“fine. this is the last one.” you gave in. hanbin nodded excitedly. you went to your room to quickly change your outfit and prepare yourself. you wanted to exceed expectations. this was hanbin’s mysterious friend. you can’t afford to look stupid. plus, given the previous statistics, this could mean this would be your last blind date for a while. you weren’t hoping this would be it. you just wanted to get this over with. you didn’t think it was bad wanting to look good to celebrate the end of hanbin’s crazy project. an end of an era.

you looked at the mirror satisfied with your look. when you stepped out of your bedroom, hanbin wasn’t in your living room. his phone, however, was. it lit up signaling a message came in. you picked it up, scoffing at what you saw. he texted he was close by already but what got to you was the bold letters, ‘big mts’ that flashed on the screen above his message. you thought it sounded obnoxious. you didn’t want to be with someone obnoxious, even for a brief moment.

hanbin came out of the bathroom. before he could express approval at your outfit, you marched over at him and shoved his phone to his face. “wha-”

“sung hanbin, i am not going out with a guy called ‘big mts’. i draw the line here.”

he merely laughed at your words and at the look you sent his way. he knew you were going to give him another one of your rants.

you wiggled the phone in front of his face then you sucked in a deep breath before yapping, “he sounds repulsive. how could you be friends with him? what kind of nickname is that? who calls himself that? do you really want to send poor little me with a person who seems to be as ridiculous and egotistical as ‘big mts’? nevermind that he called me cute. are you even listening? stop laughing. i will call your mom.”

like a spirit drawn to the pleas of mortals, the doorbell rang interrupting your spiel. you sighed in defeat knowing ‘big mts’ is here. hanbin turned to walk over to your front door. you followed close behind him.

“seriously, hanbin, can’t we just ignore him? what kind of name is ‘big mts’?” you huffed as the doorbell rang again.

“you’ll see,” he cryptically replied. hanbin opened the door. he greeted his friend enthusiastically— “matthew!” —they hugged each other. when they pulled away from the hug, hanbin revealed someone who was not as repulsive as you thought.

you wish you could eat your words.

standing right there by your door was a man. he had a well bulked up build. a silver chain adorned his neck. his biceps were exposed by his sleeveless top. his chest stretching his shirt out. thoughts were racing in your head and none of them were pg rated. it wasn't your fault he had a very big... heart. you could only hope you didn’t look pathetic right now checking him out. you understood why he was ‘big mts’. you could see it with your own eyes. you wondered what else is big...

hanbin stifled a chuckle as he nudged you. well, shit, you probably did look pathetic right now.

“hi i’m matthew.” he said, looking at you with an amused smile. his adorable smile was a stark contrast to his body. holy fuck, you felt so shallow right now.

you looked down as he extended his hand at you. even his hands looked good. it would've looked even better if it was around your neck. (but what would be best if it was his biceps choking you.)

ah, you were about to cry. you were the freak, not him.

you grabbed his hand and shook it with no hesitation. you enjoyed his warm smooth skin. “you ready to go?” he asked after you shook hands.

“yes! i am! let’s go!” you replied with much eagerness that surprised all three of you. matthew nodded a goodbye to hanbin.

“jiwoong’s right,” you muttered to hanbin as you gave him a hug of thanks and farewell. hallelujah to the caring, determined (and nosy) sung hanbin for introducing you to his friend.

you gave a matthew a brief look, eyes moving over his handsome face and mouthwatering form, before whispering again to hanbin, “oh, i’m so going to fuck him.”

a/n: tgif! here's a silly little fic as dialogue practice because i truly feel my forte isn't with dialogues. i was actually writing another fic during my break earlier but then i decided to do this. when i remembered hanbin has matthew saved as big mts on his phone, it went downhill from that. i also didn't plan on posting this because i only wanted to put all my smut brainrot in this blog but then eh. sorry for my attempts at humour btw??? might do a part two if anyone wants???? smut???

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wish it was u [smt x reader]

seok matthew x reader | 1.1k word count | explicit (minors dni)

“matthew's fuck buddy misses him to the point they surprise him with a special photo at work”

contains: afab bodied!reader, voyeurism(ish?-via phone), slight tit/nipple play, oral (reader receiving), fuck buddy/friends with benefits theme, mention of size kink, brief appearance of hanbin

wish it was u [media attached]

matthew immediately lowered the brightness on his phone when he saw what it was. he hid his phone underneath the table so he could make sure it was for his eyes only. he tried to make his face as neutral as possible. he looked down at his phone once again and there it was... displayed on the screen was a mirror selfie of you laying on your bed. naked. your top was off, revealing your supple tits that matthew loved so much. his mouth almost watered at the sight of them.

he had always enjoyed holding both your tits in his hands and giving them a massage before guiding it to his mouth. you loved having them sucked off and matthew would never deny you that pleasure. the unexpected nude was almost perfect. the only problem was the obstruction that laid on top of you. someone else was staking claim to your perfect breasts. they had one of your nipples captured between their lips. their hands firmly placed on your hips, keeping you steady to stop you from squirming. (matthew knew because he's done that plenty of times before. you were always so responsive.) matthew’s fist clenched.

you and matthew had a very… interesting relationship, so to speak. both of you had been close for years. you knew each other inside and out, literally and figuratively. it started with a game one night after having too much to drink (“matthew, truth or dare?” ‘dare’ “okay, i dare you to… stroke your dick for me,”) to swapping kinks (‘i’ve always had a size kink, you know.’ “really? is that why you like to carry me around? to show off your strength and how big you are compared to me?”) to confessions of being attracted to each other (‘you’re really hot. i've always wanted to know what it’s like have my cock inside your pussy.’ “don't tell anyone but i really want you to choke me with your biceps.”) and then to actually having sex each other (“matty, fuck me harder! feels s-so good!”). even after all of that, the both of you were only friends. friends who liked to use each other’s bodies for fun. it was a casual set up.

no strings attached, no harm, no foul. you agreed to not be exclusive but somehow, you always gravitated to one another. there were times where even the friendly hang outs you planned had ended up with you screaming for his name.

since he’s been busy lately, he guiltily hasn’t made time for you. no matter how desperate he was to feel your soft skin underneath him and to have his cock ram inside your warm walls for stress relief. he squeezed his eyes shut to get the image of you naked away from his mind. he could already feel himself getting aroused at the thought of you. he opened his eyes but there you were, still naked on his phone with another person.

he’d get mad but the message attached to the photo inflated his ego. he knew no one could replace him in pleasuring you. were you so desperate to have your body be played with? were your tits so lonely you had to look for another warm mouth? were you so horny you had to find someone willing to fill up your cunt?

“wish it was you” he smirked at that. oh, so did he. he was holed up in his work. he was currently at a meeting discussing some important thing matthew couldn’t care less about at the moment. before he could figure out what to do, another notification came through his phone.

ur still better. miss u matty. [media attached]

and you’re a fiend for teasing him… this time matthew couldn’t keep his expression neutral. his mouth hung slightly open as he clicked on the attached media. it was still you angling your phone to the mirror. however, the difference was that it's a video. matthew's finger went to lower the volume. he didn't want anybody from the meeting hearing you. your voice was meant for him, and him alone. the thought of someone else hearing you suddenly made his emotions run amok. when some sweet moans escaped from you as the person you’re with removed their mouth from your tits and went down on you, matthew felt his eye twitch knowing someone else made you moan like that. your current partner's mouth went to the waistband of your panties. they grinned at you before they used their teeth to drag the lace garment down. your legs spread wider to expose your slick pussy further. it was already so wet. their hands slid away from your hips and went on to travel lower, caressing your smooth skin that matthew was so familiar with. as it reached your inner thighs, they gave it a squeeze eliciting a small whine from you.

matthew knew what was going to happen next but he couldn’t stop himself from watching. all he could do right now was grip the phone tighter and tug on his jeans. he was starting to feel hot and restricted. in the video, the person leaned down to pepper your thighs with kisses before putting their lips on your damp folds. after gently kissing your pussy, they used their tongue to stroke your folds, up and down in a rhythmic pattern, then started to eat you out.

now, matthew has never been the possessive type but seeing you lose your resolve from a person that wasn’t him stirred something inside of him. despite all that, he could feel himself getting a hard on. back on the screen, an index finger rolled on your clit. your eyes flew shut as you moaned out, “matty…” your hold on the phone wavered as they started to play with your clit with fervor, making you more sensitive than usual. the video abruptly ends, much to matthew’s equal dismay and relief.

adrenaline ran through his body, he knew he could treat you better than that, even you knew that. it’s why you were doing all this. matthew moved from his spot on the conference table. he decided to go to you, to remind you who made you feel the best. you needed a reminder to who you belonged to. he let out a hurried, “excuse me,” before getting up and walking away. if anyone at the meeting looked intently at him, they would have seen a tent forming at his pants.

“hey, matthew! we're not done yet!” he heard hanbin call out to him but he ignored it. he'd deal with that later. right now, all he wanted right now was to fuck you mercilessly and erase the traces of someone else from your skin.

wait for me, baby. omw.

a/n: did y'all like it? i haven't really written any thing for a while so this is a quick fic i made. i wanted to dip my toes into writing fics again so i created this new blog. (i'd really appreciate it if you left feedback and maybe reblog/like this)! i hope i'm not that rusty at it. i'm going to be honest— the writing was super quick to make but finding photos to add on top took me a long time to do! lmao! if you read this far, thank you.

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daddy dom matthew *falls to my knees*

anon, you made me think which was DANGEROUS. daddy dom matty! i will cry! he just wants to be in charge of making you feel good! his pretty baby! *falls to my knees too*

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

contains: fem!reader, dom!matthew, daddy kink, smut - p in v sex, pet name ("pretty girl")

matthew who likes taking care of his pretty girl, knowing you were so needy for him. you were always trying to get his attention, one way or another. sometimes, you’d innocently sit down on his thick thighs. sometimes, you’d ask him for help on what clothes to wear (but you only want him to take it off you). he was gentle to you and never stopped in providing you with your needs. he likes knowing how you give in so easily to him. always looking for your precious matty.

but one day, when the word ‘daddy’ slipped from your lips, it was like a chord within snapped. you were in the middle fucking. he was already inside of you. “what was that, baby?”

your eyes looked up at him. you slightly shook your head, almost embarrassed at what you said. his thrust halted, leaving you on edge. you whined at his abrupt pause. you were so close.

“go on. say it,” matthew encouraged. “my pretty girl wants to cum, right?”

you did. you wanted to cum so bad. you eyes begging him to move again. “daddy,” you repeated obediently from underneath him.

you said it so sweetly that matthew shivered. goosebumps broke out on top of his skin. he moved his cock again but this time at a faster pace than before. his fingers dug on your hip that he was holding. you whined at the pressure. your thoughts hazy as you were reaching orgasm.

he rubbed your clit as he continued pounding your aching cunt. he also wanted his pretty girl to cum all over his cock. he knew how needy you are. of course, he wanted you to feel special. he simply just liked taking care of you. matthew felt so feral right now. he can't deny how turned on he was when you called him ‘daddy’ while he was inside of you.

your hands held on to his biceps as you moaned out. you think you were getting overstimulated. you closed your eyes and turned your head away as the sensations running through you were getting unbearable.

matthew’s removed his hand from your hip and used it to squeeze your face. he made you look at him while he was fucking you. he wanted to see the expression you made while he ruins you. he can't get enough of you and your beauty. you were so perfect just for him.

“look at me, my pretty girl.” matthew tauntingly said as he thrusted in and out of you. he felt your walls clenched around him. “go cum for daddy.”

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just think of dacryphilia and how matthew would be into that

it happened on accident. really, you must believe him.

matthew didn't mean to... guilt would rise up in him for a little bit but did you have to be that beautiful when tears were welling up in your eyes and spilling over your lashes?

he couldn't help himself adoring your tear stained cheeks, red waterline, and quivering bottom lip... his cock found itself adoring you too as it got painfully hard as he looked at you crying.

this was an interesting discovery for him. it'd give him an idea— he'd make it his mission to have you in tears when fooling around to test his depravity.

you were sweet and obedient— you'd do it, right? even when he wouldn't tell you of his plans? you'd definitely cry for him, right?

you were his angel because you did cry for him.

matthew was just eating you out yet here you were already overstimulated by his skillful tongue and nimble fingers. he indulged himself with you; depravity be damned.

he would find his gaze shifting to your face every now and then as he continued to eat you out just so he could admire your mouth hanging open to release whimpers and the salty tears streaking down your face— if you had make up on, you bet the mascara streaks would make matthew lose his shit.

he loved hearing how your voice contorted into sobs. was it from pleasure? or pain? he didn't know.

all matthew knew was that you were so cute holding on to his hair to find something to ground yourself on while soft mewls escape your alluring lips.

you'd end up begging— for what? again, the both of you had no clue if you wanted him to stop or if you finally wanted him to fuck you with his cock. you were simply out of your mind begging and crying for matthew.

it really shouldn't turn matthew on— your vulnerability —but it made him feral to have you be a sobbing mess. he knew you'd be like this for him.

he was sure you weren't even aware you were crying.

later on, matthew would come to find that not touching you for a while would have you be overly sensitive to the brink of tears. also edging? an easy way to get you to cry. he thought it was worth it to prolong your orgasm as long as he got to see you shake and sob under his command. (he wondered if you've caught on with his little obsession.)

oh, how he had a passion in learning ways to make you weep.

shh, don't worry, though. it's okay. your matty's here to caress your cheeks and whisper sweet nothings in your ear afterwards to show how good you were in letting him do what he wants with you.

you're so pretty when you cry.

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mile high club privilege [smt x reader]

seok matthew x reader | 1.8k word count | explicit (minors dni)

“a flight attendant gets fucked at the airplane's bathroom”

contains: fem!reader, stewardess/flight attendant!reader, dom!matthew, unprotected sex, (airplane) bathroom sex, breath play (gagging), backshots, sir kink, slight strength kink, first meeting sex/strangers theme, mention of blow job & cunnilingus, pet names ("baby", "good girl")

“did you mean it when you said ‘anything’?”

you turned around to see it was the man from the business class. he was attractive. he smiled at you charmingly that you clearly missed the mischievous glint his eyes held.

“yes, sir. it is my job to ensure your flight is as relaxing and pleasurable as possible.” you told him with a slight nod of your head.

he hummed in acknowledgement. while the stranger was hot, you had a job to do. you continued walking down the aisle to head to your station. as you went, you made sure the passengers were okay by checking in and giving professional greetings.

footsteps behind you could be heard. was he following you? you inhaled to keep your irritation at bay before facing him again. you were taught how to deal with vexing travelers.

“sir, i suggest you head back to your seat. you can’t stro-”

“ah, i actually need to go to the toilet. can you lead the way there, please?” he cut you off. he said that while slightly leaning forward towards you. his voice was oh so innocent that it made you none the wiser. you were completely missing what his intention was with you.

“apologies,” you started.

‘bathroom, of course, where else would he go? stress was probably clouding your judgement,’ you concluded in your mind.

this was your third international flight consecutively so exhaustion must be catching up to you. you just hoped you wouldn’t get a complaint for appearing rude but the stranger seemed nice.

“sure, sir. i’d be happy to assist you. follow me,” you continued, hiding your embarrassment well.

his soft brown eyes locked into yours before drifting down. he was appreciating how your uniform fit you like a glove. no curve left hidden in your two piece ensemble. you even had a little scarf tied around your neck. cute.

and he followed you like you suggested. you lead the way while his gaze was trained on your ass.

once reaching your destination, you opened your mouth to bid farewell. before you could, he pulled you inside the toilet with him. though not by much, international planes had larger toilets so you were both able to fit inside. not comfortably, but you could make do.

he backed you to the bathroom wall.

“anything, right?” he reminded you before smirking. without any precedent, he crashed his lips onto yours.

this stranger kissed like he was devouring you. he had the intensity of a man in hunger. when you gasped in disbelief, it made it easier for him to slip his tongue inside your mouth.

disbelief be damned, though; you melted into him, needing no prompting to follow his lead. he wasn’t the only one who was hungry. your tongue glided along his, not fighting for dominance but dancing with him. this was going to give you some relief.

everything he said up to this point occurred to you that he was flirting. you were so out of it. you weren’t even sure when your hands found its way to be tangled in his hair or when his hand found its way to be underneath your panties, fingers finding your wet cunt and also putting pressure on your throbbing clit. your eyes instinctively fluttered shut as he played with your clit. the ecstasy that hit you made your toes curl in your shoes. he knew how to work you to your arousal.

“so, how does one get a membership at the mile high club?” he asked, breaking off your kiss. a string of saliva connected your mouths. his free hand went to tug the scarf around your neck. this little action had you feeling crazy. you wished he would pull it tighter to choke you.

“it’s simple, sir.” you said, suddenly bolder. your eyes heavy lidded. the confidence in your voice made him raise his brows in surprise. he dared himself not to groan out loud. instead, he rubbed on your clit a little bit rougher which made you hold on to his shoulders. his muscles tensed under your touch. you relished that feeling.

calling him sir almost had him cumming.

digging your finger in his shoulders, you shakily stood on your tiptoes to whisper seductively in his ear, “just get me to orgasm.”

taking that as a challenge, he twisted your bodies so he could push you to the counter. he bent you over there without warning. your stomach pressed onto the edge of the sink.

“s- sir,” you weren’t stingy with the moans you let out. he watched your beautiful face contort intently through the mirror above the sink countertop.

“shh, baby. not so loud.” he cooed while running his hands from your clothed ass to your thighs. he then put your scarf to good use. he unraveled it before stuffing it in your mouth.

“we don’t want to be caught.” he explained as he tied the ends of the scarf behind your head.

“yes, sir,” you mumbled through the makeshift gag. as he tightened the scarf, you thought about the consequences you would get if you were caught fucking with a passenger. you were so lost in your arousal that these thoughts flew out your mind as soon as it entered, however.

you cannot stop this. you were trained to serve. your body moved on its own having a different master to listen to.

the sound of a belt unbuckling could be heard. a deep pool of excitement brewed inside of you as you listened to the stranger pull his pants and boxers down his legs. his fingers hastily unzipped your skirt, making it fall. your panties and stockings soon followed the clothes bundling on the ground.

you extended your legs open for him so he can have easier access to you. still, he smacked your ass and spread your ass cheeks a bit wider. there was a sting that stayed on your ass from his slap which made whimpers bubble out of you.

he rubbed his erection against you. you could feel he was big. you wondered if you could handle him. he coated his cock with your arousal before lining himself up to your entrance. the buttons on your uniform blouse dug painfully itself to your stomach.

“be my good girl and take it, yeah?” his voice became low. how he said those words made your skin prickle with goosebumps.

you moaned as he entered you. his girth stretching you out. he didn’t waste a second to thrust in you harshly. you both knew you had occupied the bathroom long enough. someone was bound to come looking for either of you.

tears gathered in your eyes as he pounded in you, chasing your pleasures as fast as possible. it didn't help you were gagged at the mouth. you tried gasping for air, feeling a little light-headed as he gave it his all. the tip of his cock hitting your cervix with every hard thrust he did.

he lifted your head by grabbing your hair, “look at you being a mess, baby. you like being used?”

maybe you did like being used. in the deepest part of you, it was almost like you knew your body found pleasure in letting go and submitting. your enjoyment in being gagged was a testament to it.

in the mirror, you could see how your usually sleek hair was now untidy. your eyes were watery but the mascara was still intact. thank god for waterproof make up. though, your red lipstick was smudged. it was even on the face of this handsome stranger.

you checked him out as he thrusts in you, losing almost control over himself. he had a strong defined nose and jawline. his biceps strained against the sleeve of his shirt. his one hand holding your head steady so you could face the mirror.

his jawline clenched as he slammed his cock to you like a wild animal. you engulfed every little bit of him around your damp cunt walls. the breaths coming from the two of you, ragged and heavy. the clapping from behind were louder than your pants for air.

“holy shit,” he groaned through gritted teeth when you clenched around him. he can feel you were about to cum (and so was he). his cock pulsed while the familiar feeling of an oncoming climax built inside him.

“let’s cum together, baby.”

as if his words gave you permission to, you climaxed along with him. your sounds were being muffled by the scarf in your mouth. he wished he could hear your pretty moans.

his cock was being squeezed by your muscles as if you were milking him. the feeling of his warmth flooded your inner walls triggered more of your orgasm. your fluids mixed with one another. the both of you defiling the cramped space.

this was by far the most exciting thing that happened to you while on the job. it awoke your spirit. this was a different type of exhaustion that washed over you. it was a sinful kind that you found delectable. your body shook but his arm came to clutch around your torso to pull you up against his chest. his strength saving you both.

you writhed in his grip as you both rode out your orgasms. his arm took great pleasure in holding you. he held you as close to himself as possible.

when you went limp, he undid the scarf in your mouth. it joined to the pile by your feet.

you took a large breath, inhaling as much as you could after being gagged. your voice sounded hoarse from unuse as you told him, “it’s my pleasure to welcome you to the mile high club, sir.”

“i hope you enjoyed your flight at in bloom airlines, gentlemen!” you told a group of nine men as they approached near the door. your perfectly lined red lips gave them a grin. customer service was your specialty.

they all replied to you various forms of thanks for the flight's smooth travel and your service. you locked eyes with the one who you got more acquainted than the rest. the one you snuck off to the toilet too many times for the span of your flight.

you entertained yourselves with your bodies. an exclusive amenity just for him. a mile high club privilege. anything he wanted— backshots, blow jobs, cunnilingus —you did all that but you didn't even get his name. he was just ‘sir’.

another kind of smile suddenly threatened to break out of your face; one that held a secret behind it.

he sent you a wink, “best i ever had.”

a/n: inspired by zb1 traveling to hong kong for kcon!!! i hope you enjoyed readying this. i didn't get much fics as i wanted to last week so i hope i can post more for this one but i think i might get busier. not sure, though! i do enjoy being here— writing and interacting. thank you for sticking by and reading through!

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his rib tattoo peaked out and i almost got dumb..... i need to see it in full. and— matthew's such a performer. baby did so well at the fancon. you wouldn't notice he was nervous. anyway this little scene needed to be out of my head. LIKE SERIOUSLY, imagine matthew still on high from the concert so he hurries backstage so he could play with you. he doesn't want his night of fun to end. he needs to put his dick inside you as soon as he gets off the stage. it's a routine at this point. he likes knowing your eyes were on him the whole event and you were as horny as he was. he could just ravish you in front of the crowd. post concert fuck!!!!!!!!

seok matthew x reader | flashfic | borderline explicit

contains: no gendered term for reader, idol matthew from 240323 fancon, suggestive tone, pet name ("baby")

matthew thrived on stage. he'd be drunk on the fans' cheers, blinding lights, and the music. it was thrilling for him as it was for you. seeing him perform was always electric.

one would think after getting to burn that much energy, he'd be exhausted but resting was the last thing on his mind whenever he finished an event. not when you were there.

after his performances, he'd meet you backstage where you would be dutifully waiting for him.

“my matty!” you exclaimed as he rushed to you. his toned arms wrapped themselves to your waist as you gave him a hug.

the world disappeared in the background as you reveled in the warmth he emanated. his body was still covered sweat but you didn't mind especially when you had have him this close to you. you could feel every dip and muscle on him.

“you were incredible! almost too hot, honestly.” you told him, as his hands caressed your sides. he grinned at your praise. it made you happy to be hearing so many people scream his name. he really was getting there.

matthew's eyes darkened as you called him hot. he chuckled at your words, “my number one fan. it always will be you, baby.”

he kissed your neck. his lips brushing against your skin sent shivers through your body. you sighed contently as his soft lips attached itself to you, as if it was leaving a promise.

okay, he was too hot on stage. not an almost. he actually was.

it's not his fault he had so much charisma. but in turn, it made you hot and bothered in your seat when you see him on stage do body rolls and other dance moves that made you want to eat glass. he would find ways to tease you during the performances, such as his eyes locking into yours when he'd wave his body or do something simple as wiping the dampness away from his chest.

his tattoos even found themselves peaking out tonight, especially his latest rib tattoo. the way it teasingly appeared and disappeared behind his clothing through the night made it sexier. your hand instinctively went to his ribs and rubbed the spot where his tattoo was on. it wasn't hard to slip your hand underneath his loose sleeveless shirt.

this filmsy top was an accomplice to his crimes tonight. it had his strong arms on full display that made you want to bite into his muscles. it had revealed his tattoo. it had also given people a nice look of his toned chest. all the while he'd be interjecting aegyo while looking this fine. these things were enough to drive you mad.

you wondered how many people felt the same thing as you did.

these thoughts left your mind as soon as he grinded against you. his fingers traced the line of your waist down to your hips. he rolled his hips once more to you, wasting no time to express his arousal. you gulped down the excitement in your throat when you felt his hard on. the adrenaline that coursed through both of your veins made it impossible to resist each other.

matthew had a lot of energy left from performing that he always wanted to use it on you. the thing was he'd be so impatient and needy.

he locked eyes with you and in a seductive tone, he whispered, “let me give you your own private performance, yeah?”

a/n: so we have two idol stories consecutively! (here's the other one) i'd probably rewrite this to a longer & better one when i get to properly sort of my thoughts and if y'all want it. (but i also want to be able to learn how to settle with flashfics/drabbles & hcs too wahh) (update: i made a flashfic from an anon thought in which it can be seen as a continuation from this of some sorts.)

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virgin loser matthew i BEG

virgin loser!matthew— you have a place in my heart. thank you, anon. i actually have a lot of loser!matthew wips so this is just a quick fix to fill up the sweet loser matty sized hole in our lives. honestly, he'd be just so eager to worship you... specifically, virgin loser!matthew— at first his virginity was a non issue to him until he got scared that he wouldn't be able to please you properly. he'd admit to being a virgin to you the day you decided to fuck because prior to that, he'd act like he knows all the hot shit about sex when actually he doesn't.

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

contains: fem!reader, virgin loser!matthew, loving sex, first time, smut - p in v sex, pet name ("baby")

matthew's eyes widened as you slowly removed your clothing one by one. every time an inch of your skin got exposed, you could hear his breathing getting heavier— “you're a goddess.”

you giggled at how endearing he was.

you were at your last piece of clothing— your panties. matthew wondered why you stopped stripping. his eyebrows furrowed adorably. you could just eat him up (and you plan to)!

he was already naked, his thick cock almost fully erect. (his length and width didn't surprise you at all.) as you bounded to his spot at the edge of the bed, he realized what you wanted him to do. his legs spread wider so you could slot yourself between them.

“do the honours?" you asked him as you grabbed his hands to guide it to the waistband of your panties. he hooked his thumbs over them and pulled it down. you shivered at how slow his actions were. he was taking his sweet time as he lowered your panties. his nails were dragging across your skin. you could feel goosebumps rising along he goes.

you kicked the garment off once it hit your ankles. this was his first time seeing a nude person in the flesh. your pussy and tits made his heart race. he felt like a silly school boy with a crush.

matthew thought you were the most beautiful and precious person in the world, especially now at this moment. it was why he was so nervous about hurting you.

he was expressive— you instantly knew what he was thinking when you looked at his face. you pushed him to lay back on the bed. you crawled on top of his body. his cock hitting your thighs and your tits over his face.

“don't worry, matty. you won't hurt me.” you whispered to him. you leaned down to capture his lips in a kiss. the kiss was sweet at first but it immediately turned ungraceful as you grinded over his cock. tongues and teeth were clashing.

he whimpered on your mouth from underneath you. you can feel each other's wetness already. he wanted you so bad.

“can i?” he sputtered out, feeling like a mess.

“okay, baby, you can have me.” despite his uncertain, inexperienced attitude, matthew was strong. he easily flipped you over so you'd be under him. you felt his muscles flexing as he does so.

he slid down your body. oh, how his mouth was watering as he opened your folds. he stroked it, feeling your warmth as well as how wet you were. you whimpered. after teasing you like that, his thumb circled your clit, making your hips jolt involuntarily towards him. his eyes snapped at you fearing you were hurt but your face was filled with lust. your pussy also became soaked which made matthew's mind go fuzzy. every part of you was so pretty.

he was encouraged by this. he then moved to slip a finger in your hole.... and then another one. he felt greedy after he got a feel of you. he wanted to be in you where no one else can't. he stretched your pussy. his fingers were hitting all the right spots. your walls clenching on his digits. he knew it'd feel good later when you do that to his dick.

“my matty's enjoying himself?” you panted after a short while. his small smile was all the answer you needed. your hand came up to stroke his cheek before going down south to stroke his hardened dick. “want your cock in me now,”

he nodded, beads of sweat rolling down his body. you helped him aligned his cock to you. you lifted your leg and wrapped it around his waist. a look of concentration was on his face. he couldn't believe this was happening— he inserted himself to you. he let out a moan as his girth was filling you up. you also couldn't help yourself either. you had to exclaim his name as he does sinks himself further.

“is this right?” he asked as he thrusts inside you. your heart clenched at him making sure he was doing you right. your hand found his. you felt his hand slightly trembling so you threaded your fingers with his and gave him a soft squeeze.

he started to move after that gesture. the sound of flesh on flesh filling the room. you nodded at him, “you're perfect, baby. now go harder.”

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