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[seoktized]

thinking of start a dilf!zb1 series 😏 send in any ideas or requests (a specific scenario or a certain member + a kink)

i won’t be able to do everyone’s request since i’m gonna make it into a longer fic but i may combine a few reqs in one :))

[teaxeee]

Gunwook holding your thighs open while gyub goes down on you

Oh fuck, y'all are gonna make me go insane (the parasites...)

It all happened so fast: from an innocent sleepover with the two boys, filled with laughter to Gunwook having you in front of your mirror on his lap, his hands on your thighs, keeping them spread apart while Gyuvin had his head buried between your legs, teasingly licking up your folds as you moaned from having his tongue on your sensitive skin. It wasn't helping at all that you were fully naked in front of them and that they were beyond horny that made you end up like this. Gunwook kept holding your thighs, kneading the soft flesh as you arched your back, while Gyuvin devoured you. His lips were latched onto your clit, sucking it in his mouth and flicking it with his tongue, before letting go of it and moving lower. You could tell how much he was getting pussy drunk with the way he slipped his tongue inside your gushing hole, eagerly licking up the liquid while tongue fucking you, his moans muffled against your folds as he ate you out. It was no surprise that you'd end up overstimulated while Gyuvin was pussy drunk and so addicted to your taste that he wouldn't stop <3

[taeraelicious]

— WHISKEY . . . P.GW

GENRE - smut (18+)

PAIRING - outlaw! gunwook x fem! reader

WORD COUNT - 2,005

SYNOPSIS - you meet a particularly interesting outlaw at your bar who seems more interested in you than his whiskey.

NOTES - unprotected sex, creampie, public sex if you squint, clothed sex, semi-rough sex, gunwook has a massive cock, use of nicknames (doll, baby, etc.)

TAGS - @seoktized @teaxeee @woongiez

© taeraelicious. do not steal, plagiarize, translate or modify any of my works on any platform. reblogs are appreciated!

“What can I get for you?” You asked a man, dressed all in black. You were standing behind the bar, leaning against the counter. This bar was filled to the brim with all sorts of outlaws, you wouldn't be shocked in the slightest if one or more of your customers were a wanted criminal. The man you were serving was young, far too young for the vibes you were getting from him. “Whiskey, neat.” he said in a bland tone, his deep voice initially unamused as he cleaned his revolver. He reloaded his bullets, sliding it back into his holster before he finally looked up at you just in time for you to slide his drink across the counter.

He was honestly expecting an old hag or a slutty barmaid, but you… you were incredibly sexy, clearly strong yet still having a unique elegance to your movements. He studied you for a short moment and couldn’t help but crack a small smile, looking you in the eye as he took his drink. “Thank you, dollface.” He charmed, his tone having a hint of sensuality to it.

You brushed it off, most men and women that come through these parts tend to flirt with you anyways. It wasn't like he meant anything by it. At least that's what you were made to assume.

As the night wore on, tending to customers and scattered glasses, you noticed the same man lingering for longer than the typical bargoer. He had only ordered two drinks and was drinking them slowly. Occasionally you would sense his gaze on you, sometimes you’d catch him staring, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he shamelessly checked you out. Though numerous others did the same thing, something was different… Maybe it was the way the other men usually cat-called you and he didn’t utter a single word. Maybe it was just that he was so mysterious, you didn’t know his name or his story. All you knew was he was fine as hell and he clearly thought the same about you.

It was nearly two in the morning, the moonlight providing a crisp glow to the dim bar. You were trying to close up, most of the customers had already left. Most… except him. The man in question was on his fourth drink since his arrival around eight o’clock that same evening. His glass wasn’t even half empty. “I need to close up.” You said clearly, grabbing a rag to wipe down the tables with. The man simply picked up his glass, putting it to his lips. “Just give me a little to finish my drink, love. I won’t cause you any trouble.” He mused, a chuckle dying on his tongue as he sipped his whiskey, the warmth of the alcohol burning his throat in the most devine way.

As you worked on cleaning the first of many tables you let out a hum. “Fine, but finish it before I finish my cleaning.” your voice came out firm and he didn’t dare question your authority. “Yes ma'am.” He echoed. The next ten minutes were an oddly comfortable silence, your cleaning going uninterrupted. As time ticked on you couldn’t help but begin to feel more intrigued by the man sitting silently at your bar. You finished up your tables, working up the courage to break the silence once more.

Walking across the room you grabbed the broom, beginning to sweep up the sand and other nuisances that kept you busy so late after business.”So what’s your name, outlaw?” You ask, trying to prevent yourself from seeming just as interested as you were.

“Now why would you want to know that, darling?” He remarked, a dry chuckle echoing throughout the bar. “Why ruin such a beautiful mystery? Do you want to turn me in or something, sugar?” His words took a moment to register in your mind, but you couldn’t help but scoff. “Turn you in? Do you have any clue how bad for business that would be? I couldn’t care less about what you’ve done, sugar.” you sniped back, a look of intrigue crossing the man’s face as you finished sweeping the floor.

“The name is Gunwook.” He took a swig of his drink, the glass clunking as he sat it against the counter, a smirk playing against his plump lips. His gloved fingers tapped the counter, something impatient as you moved to the task of wiping down the bartop. You slowly cleaned in his direction, tackling the barstools as you went. As you reached him, you could see a playful grin tug at his features. “Seems I need a bit more time to finish my drink.” He murmured, looking at his drink.

You rolled your eyes. “How much time do you need?” He had probably had that one drink for going on an hour now, Gunwook knew he was testing your patience, you could tell by how he spoke. Through the slight annoyance, you had to assume he had another intention lurking at this bar in the middle of nowhere. “How much time can you give me, baby?” your stomach churned at the nickname, a blush rising up to your ears. Gotcha… Gunwook smirked, gripping your hip with his large hand. He could sense your growing desire and decided to seize the moment, the slight buzz he had acting as excess confidence.

You felt your breath hitch, his firm touch searing into your skin. Your eyes scanned his, lust glimmering behind his deep brown eyes that matched the same desire you could feel growing between your legs. “I suppose there’s a few ways you could… occupy me..” your voice was not but a hushed whisper, Gunwook’s thumb massaging your hip with a sly smile. “I’m sure I can arrange that.” His hand slipped under your shirt and around your waist, his strong arms pulling you closer. His eyes darkened as he looked at your lips, not wasting a single second more before his lips crashed onto yours. His plush lips were intoxicating, his tongue slipping into your mouth seething with silent desperation. The malty flavor of the whiskey he’s been drinking making you feel dizzy.

His lips break the kiss only to move to your neck, muttering against it in between kisses. “Tell me gorgeous, what do you want?” Your breathing was already uneven, your eyes fluttering shut as you relished in his kisses. “You.” you whispered, feeling dazed. He didn’t wait for confirmation, his hands flying to the button on your pants, unfastening it and flipping you around to press you against the counter. You let out a slight whimper, looking over your shoulder. His lips brushing against your ear. “Don’t worry babe, I’ll make you feel good…” He cooed, pushing your pants and underwear down in one swift motion.

Gunwook’s clothed cock presses against your now bare pussy, your slick coating the front of his black pants. “Please.” you writhe, pushing against him. His cock wasn't just a want anymore, but a need. He takes the glove on his right hand, biting the leather at the tip and pulling it off, tossing it onto the counter haphazardly before dipping between your folds with two fingers, spreading your lips, feeling just how wet you were. “God darling, you're dripping.” His words were laced with a tantalizing level of lust. You whined, but were quickly shushed by the sound of his zipper being swiftly yanked down and the sound of fabrics moving as he pulled his dick out.

Within seconds, his tip was sliding against your entrance, teasing you. You could already feel his swollen tip and just how thick it was. “I might just break you, sweetheart.” He mused, one hand on your hip, keeping you bent at the waist over the counter and the other gripping the base of his cock as he slowly pushed in. He was massive, stretching you out seemingly more and more every centimeter he slid in. His lips met your neck, kissing and sucking along the sensitive skin to help distract you from the discomfort. You were relieved he was taking it slow so as to not hurt you. He may not be a good guy, but he wasn't a monster at least.

As he bottomed out, his tip was pressing against your cervix. Gunwook let out a deep groan as he pressed his lips against your shoulder. “You are so fucking tight.” He breathed, halting all movement, giving you both a short minute to adjust before he slowly pulled out. You could feel the veins lining his cock as he moved, a breathy moan falling from your lips as your mouth fell open. When he was almost out he pushed back in quickly, causing you to jolt forwards. “Fuck!” You yelp out, your pussy instinctively clenching around him.

A gravelly and amused chuckle coming from behind you as he started to repeat his action, the yelp slowly morphing into a series of high pitched moans as his hips slowly sped up into a steady pace. His hips were pounding into yours, one hand both pressing your back into an arch, pushing your shirt up out of the way and stabilizing your jostling from his harsh thrusts as his hand reached next to you both on the counter, picking up his whiskey from the counter.

The water ring that had formed under the beverage from condensation clinging to the bottom of the glass as it was lifted, Gunwook placing the glass to his lips sipping it as the cool water dripped onto your lower back. His thrusts didn’t falter as he held the glass, your moans echoing throughout the empty bar as his cock abused your pussy. “G-gunwook,” you mewled, looking over your shoulder at the outlaw, his eyebrows furrowed in focus as he watched his length moving in and out of you. “G-gonna cum!” you warned, the coil in your stomach tightening more and more. Gunwook looked at you, amused. “Already baby?” he taunted, though he had to admit, he wasn't doing any better himself, his balls were already tightening, yearning for release.

He downed the rest of his whiskey, discarding the glass onto the counter before slapping your ass, gripping your hips with both hands. He sped up, fucking you faster, harder, deeper. You were practically seeing stars, strangled moans and curses practically being screamed as he fucks you into your orgasm, you were squirting on his cock, your gummy walls fluttering around him as pure ecstasy washed over you. With a fucked out expression, the additional squeezing around his dick, your angelic moans and the surprise of you squirting causes Gunwook’s hips to stutter, him pushing his length into you as far as it’ll go as his orgasm overtook him suddenly. A guttural moan makes its way out of his throat as he rocks his hips slowly, emptying his load into you. He’s still dazed as he pulls out slowly, his cock still letting out little spurts of his thick cum, his cock slowly softening, beginning to hang heavily between his legs. His cum started to leak out of you, dripping out and onto the floor where the puddle of your own release was.

Gunwook grabbed his handkerchief, using it to wipe his length off before tucking himself back into his pants and gently cleaning you up. You whimpered in overstimulation, to which he shushed you, putting your garments back over your body and giving you a kiss to your shoulder as you stood up on shaky legs. He then dug in his wallet, sitting a good amount of money on the counter. “This should cover the whiskey, no?” He chuckled, gathering his things. “Seems I kept my promise to be finished before you got done cleaning up. Have a good night doll, maybe we will run into each other again sometime.” He winked at you as he left, leaving you to finish tidying up the bar with a bruised cervix and a limp that lasted the rest of the week.

[atzhrts]

ml <3 please elaborate on the headlock point from bf gunwook i’m going insane 😩

hiiiii, gladly because honestly im so obsessed with gunwooks arms 😟

imagine laying on your side, hugging his arms to your chest with your head tugged over his shoulder, running your fingers over his skin. gunwook talking to you about a game he recently started playing, explaining it to you in the most detailed way not realizing that your mind kind of drifted off. and who can blame you when you have his thick arm under at your fingers, feeling how goosebumps form every time you lightly scratch your nails over his skin.

“you could honestly put me in a headlock and i wouldn’t mind”

you’ve never seen your boyfriend going silent this quickly, his mind spinning as he looks you dead in the eye. he’s honestly already imagining the filthiest things, you on all fours in front of him, our ass jiggling as he thrusts into you with a brutal pace before gently wrapping his arm around your neck and pulling you against his chest. his lips finding your shoulder, biting down slightly and flexing his bicep every now and then, his pace faltering as he feels you twitch around his cock.

i feel like gunwook would normally be a bit quieter in bed? letting out harsh breaths and little groans rather than actually moaning. not in this scenario though, the way he has control over your breathing in the most primal way (+ knowing you trust him enough to let him have just that) will drive him absolutely crazy, that combined with the way you’re desperately grinding back into him while you’re almost drooling on his arm - yeah he’s moaning and whimpering into your ear. let him come inside and he’s the happiest man alive.

“gunwook” you giggle, slapping his chest lightly as you eye his growing bulge “i was just joking damn”

lets just say he would not be having that, he needs this scenario to become true and it would not take a lot to have you think the same. + he’s strong enough to flip you over and have his way with you

[fanbasetwo]

hiii🫶🏻 could you write something about gyuvin wanting to do it with reader but she’s nervous because she’s virgin so gyu convinced her with just the tip?

✦ JUST THE TIP ┊ GYUVIN

001. PAIRING , experienced ! gyuvin × virgin ! afab reader

002. SYNOPSIS , gyuvin has had a lot of experience in the bedroom compared to you, and you knew it. you didn't think much of it until you two finally decided to get intimate.

003. WARNING(S) , the reader is a virgin, kissing, a little dirty talk (maybe), more of a comfort sex, hymen breaking and blood, petnames, mentions of cumming, NSFW, MDNI, etc, lmk if i missed anything.

004. WORD COUNT , 1.5k

You and Gyuvin were literally partners in crime, even though you two didn't quite match in everything. He was experienced when it came to sex. He had quite the girlfriends. Of course that didn't make you jealous or insecure (maybe) well, not until you two decided to do it.

Now, as you lay there on the bed, the soft sheets caressing your bare skin, you can feel Gyuvin's weight pressing down on you. His muscular body, honed from years of physical training, looms over you, casting a shadow in the dimly lit room. The air is heavy with anticipation, and you can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you gaze up at him.

Gyuvin's eyes, usually so confident and unwavering, now hold a flicker of uncertainty. “Do you not trust me?” he asks softly, his voice barely above a whisper. There's a hint of hurt in his tone, and you can see the concern etched on his chiseled features. The dim lighting casts shadows across his face, highlighting the contours of his jawline and the curve of his lips.

“I do... I do trust you, Gyuvin...” you manage to whisper, your voice trembling with nerves. Your eyes dart to his chest, taking in the sight of his defined pecs, the muscles rising and falling with each breath. You can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it makes your skin tingle with a mixture of excitement and fear.

“I'm just nervous,” you continue, your voice barely audible. “What if I'm not as good as the other girls you've been with?” The question hangs in the air between you, heavy with unspoken fears and insecurities.

Gyuvin sighs, understanding flashing in his eyes. “They don't compare,” he murmurs, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to your lips. The warmth of his mouth against yours sends a shiver down your spine, and you can taste the faint hint of mint on his breath. “What I have with you is different,” he whispers, his voice low and earnest.

You can feel Gyuvin's warm breath on your face as he leans in close, his lips brushing against yours in a gentle kiss. “You know what I mean, right?” he murmurs, his voice low and intimate. The dim lights of the bedroom flicker, casting a soft glow on his chiseled features.

When he sees your hesitation wavering, he makes a suggestion, his voice soft and coaxing. “I'll just put the tip in,” he offers, hoping you'll agree. “If you don't want to go further, just say the word and I'll pull out.”

You take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. You trust Gyuvin, you know he loves you, but the fear of not being good enough still lingers in the back of your mind. “Fine,” you mutter, giving him permission to continue.

Gyuvin gently rubs your arms, trying to soothe your nerves as he hooks his fingers into your panties. He slowly slides them down your legs, past your ankles, and onto the floor. You're still wearing your top, and he doesn't want to remove it, sensing your discomfort at being fully exposed.

He kicks off his own boxers, revealing his already hard length, the tip glistening with precum. Your own folds are slick with arousal, and you can feel the heat building between your legs. Gyuvin keeps his movements slow and gentle, mindful of your virginity.

He places his hand on your cheek, caressing your skin with his calloused fingers. “I love you,” he whispers, his voice filled with emotion. “You're so pretty.” He peppers your face with soft kisses, his lips trailing from your forehead to your nose to your chin.

With the utmost care, Gyuvin guides his tip to your entrance, the head of his cock nudging against your tight ring of bundles. He had promised to only put the tip in, and he keeps his word. There's a small pop as your hymen breaks, a trickle of blood seeping out and staining the sheets below.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!” You let out a cry of pain, squeezing your eyes shut as the sharp sensation of your hymen tearing courses through your body. Gyuvin's strong hands grip your hips, holding you steady as he gentles you through the momentary discomfort.

“Shh, I've got you baby,” he soothes, peppering tender kisses across your face as if to chase away the tears that have begun to fall. “Just breathe, it'll be okay.”

You focus on the rise and fall of your chest, trying to calm your racing heart. Underneath the pain, you can feel an unfamiliar fullness, a stretching sensation as Gyuvin's tip remains nestled inside your tight heat. It's overwhelming, the foreign intrusion making you clutch at his shoulders for support.

“Do you want me to pull out?” Gyuvin asks softly, his eyes searching yours for any sign of distress. Even now, with your virginity claimed, he's still putting your comfort first. He would withdraw if you asked, no questions.

But as the pain begins to ebb, replaced by a growing ache, you find yourself shaking your head. “No... Please... Stay,” you manage to murmur, your voice barely above a whisper. “I...”

You can't even finish the thought, your mind too hazy with sensation to string together a coherent sentence. All you know is that you don't want him to leave, not when you've finally given yourself to him completely.

Gyuvin's answering smile is tender, almost reverent. “I'm here, sweetheart. I'm not going anywhere.” With infinite care, he begins to rock his hips, slowly easing himself deeper into your clenching heat. Inch by inch, he fills you, stretching you open on his thick length. Each thrust is careful, measured, giving you time to adjust to the unfamiliar sensation.

And all the while, he keeps up a stream of soft endearments and praise, telling you how beautiful you are, how much he loves you, how perfect you feel wrapped around him. The words wash over you like a soothing balm, easing the ache in your chest even as the pleasure builds between your legs.

By the time Gyuvin is fully sheathed inside you, you're both panting heavily, your bodies slick with sweat. The initial pain has faded, replaced by a deep, throbbing ache that pulses in time with your racing heart. It's a strange feeling, being so utterly filled, stretched to the limit around Gyuvin's thick girth.

“How are you feeling, baby?” he murmurs, his voice rough with restrained passion. His hands stroke soothingly up and down your sides, gently kneading the tense muscles. “Tell me if it's too much.”

You shake your head, not wanting him to stop. “It feels... strange,” you admit, your voice trembling slightly. “But not bad. Just... a lot.”

Gyuvin chuckles softly, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. “That's normal, sweetheart. It'll get better, I promise.”

Slowly, carefully, he begins to move. Each thrust is shallow, letting you adjust to the new sensations. You can feel every ridge and vein of his cock dragging along your inner walls, stoking the embers of pleasure that are beginning to ignite in your core.

As Gyuvin picks up the pace, the ache starts to transform into something else entirely. It's still intense, bordering on overwhelming, but now there's a hint of something else beneath it. A spark of heat, a flutter of anticipation. Your body starts to move with his, instinctively seeking more of the delicious friction.

“That's it, just like that,” Gyuvin encourages, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. “You're doing so well, baby. Taking me so perfectly.”

His praise washes over you, fueling the growing fire in your veins. You feel powerful, desirable, utterly cherished. Like you're the most precious thing in the world to Gyuvin in this moment.

The pleasure builds with each thrust, each drag of Gyuvin's hard length against your sensitive walls. Your hips rise to meet his, urgently seeking more of the delicious friction. The wet sounds of your coupling fill the room, a lewd symphony that spurs you both on.

Gyuvin's hands roam your body, mapping out every curve and dip. He cups your breasts, thumbs teasing your nipples into stiff peaks. He trails kisses along your jaw, your neck, your collarbone, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. Each touch, each caress, serves to heighten your arousal, pushing you closer to the edge.

“That's it, baby,” Gyuvin pants, his voice ragged with desire. “Take everything I give you. You're so fucking perfect.”

His words send a shiver down your spine, igniting something primal within you. You wrap your legs around his waist, using the leverage to pull him even deeper. The new angle has Gyuvin groaning, his hips snapping forward with renewed vigor.

The pleasure is unlike anything you've ever experienced. It's all-consuming, overwhelming, threatening to drown you in its intensity. Your nails rake down Gyuvin's back, leaving crescent marks in their wake. You cling to him, anchor yourself to his solid strength as the world spins out of control.

“Gyuvin, I... I think...” you gasp, your voice barely recognizable to your own ears. Your thighs tremble, your core clenching around him like a vice. You're so close, teetering on the precipice of something massive.

“That's it, sweetheart,” Gyuvin urges, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Let go for me. Come all over my cock. I want to feel you explode.”

NOTE : i’m not sure if you wanted me to write a fic over 1k words but I found this request interesting so i followed through. this took me a while to write but here you go! thank you for the request anon <3

© 2024 all rights reserved to fanbasetwo !

[woongiez]

Hiii it's my first time asking you for smt, just so yk I LOVE GUNWOOK SM BRO LIKE I JUST WANNA KEEP THAT 6 FT MAN IN MY POCKET AND PROTECT HIM. yk his little head tilt thing that he does? OKAY CALL ME A WHORE FOR THINKING OF THIS BUT DUDE HEAR ME OUT. His head tilting and he's smiling while he's overstimulating you or something with toys... LIKE IDK MAYBE I'M JUST INTO LIKE THE SWITCH UP LIKE HE'S SO SWEET AND THEN BOOM😭

i never thought i'd ever start writing on tumblr until i received my first ask??/!/!&:@:@ thank u anon for bringing my writing era back 🥹 and i haven't written for a longggg time so please excuse it if it's horrible 😭

BUT OMG you're so so real i know exactly what you're talking about !!!

it's just another normal makeout session on the couch with gunwook like you have everyday but suddenly he pulls apart and looks at you with the cutest shiny puppy eyes.

"hey doll i wanna try something" he says as his cheeks turn a cherry shade of red.

he waits for your nod of approval and as soon as he gets it he picks you up swiftly, carrying you back to the room and placing you down on the bed like the princess you are. he instructs you to undress yourself and he goes into the closet to find something, but comes back with a vibrator. your eyes widen, not knowing what on earth he's going to do to you with it. he crawls towards you on the bed, placing the vibrator beside you.

"i saw these the other day and i thought of using them on you so i bought it" he flashed the most innocent little gummy smile, before smashing his lips onto yours, his teeth pulling on your lower lips as his hands roam all over your body — caressing every inch closely as if he wanted to remember the feeling of your soft skin on his fingertips for the rest of his life.

his hand dipped down to your soaking slit. "so wet already angel? we haven't even gotten started" you could feel him smirking through the kiss; his teasing just made your walls clench around nothing.

"mmh.. wook please just touch me already" your hands squeezed onto his biceps and your nails dug into the skin forming red crescent moons.

"patience baby ... don't bite off more than you can chew" he smirked as he grabbed the vibrator from beside your head, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to switch it on. the glint in his eyes and the buzz of the vibrator as it turned on told you that you were in for a long night.

you watched as he brought his fingers to your soaking wet pussy, running his middle finger up and down, as he maintained eye contact with you. your body shuddered at his touch and he smirked as he brought the vibrator to your clit. the vibrations sent waves throughout your body, the pleasure taking over your body. gunwook just watched your body writhe under him as he pressed the vibrator to your clit, setting it on the highest setting. the ecstasy took over you, your eyes rolling back and your nails digging deeper into his shoulders as you tried your very best to grip onto them. his head tilted a little to the side as he smirked down at you, watching your face contort in pleasure.

“fuck.. fu– wook im gonna c-cum” you managed to get out between gasps as your stomach twisted into a knot.

“come for me angel” he whispered as he pressed the vibrator onto your clit, his other hand reaching for your nipples, tugging and twisting at them.

you bucked your hips as you squirted all over him as you screamed his name, his soaked tank top now clinging onto the outline of his abs. your chest heaved up and down and you tried to catch your breath but the pleasure just started build up again as gunwook rubbed the vibrator on your clit.

“fuck baby that was so hot.. will you do it again?” he mumbled as he leaned and buried his face in your neck, leaving kisses all over.

“mmhh..fuck wook! t-too much!” your legs trembled and your voice started to get all pitchy as he overstimulated you. tears welled in your eyes and your thighs began to clench themselves together but he immediately brought his hand to them, spreading them wide open with all his strength, and watching in awe as your throbbing clit vibrated to the rhythm of the vibrator.

“not until you give me another one angel” he tilted his head as he looked at you, his hand cupping your tear-stained cheeks. safe to say it was a very long night indeed...

[shirayuricky]

something about this clip of gw taking off his glasses in an instant GNHNGGGHG liek a lewd make out session with him to the point he takes off his glasses cause its in the way and it gets fogged up easily :3

https://x.com/park_d1/status/1833880515646288006?t=iRpKIEZqJlc50CgAOxxJjQ&s=19

(men wearing glasses are my weakness, and this explains why)

that night, his lips was moving against yours in a sensual rhythm, you tried matching the rhythm but he was much of a better kisser than you. but at one point, he breaks the kiss and takes off his glasses. you noticed the fog, and that's probably the reason why he took it off. he wasn't able to see you clearly.

"you took it off?" you asked. "if i kept it on, i wouldn't be able to see you clearly." he answered, lips brushing against yours. and then the two of you kissed again with the same sensual rhythm from earlier. and this time he gets really handsy. hands all over your back, your arm and your hair, occasionally tangling his fingers in there.

soft moans spill out of your lips into the kiss. like, do you expect yourself to be quiet when his touch and kiss felt so intoxicating? nope, you were never quiet.

[lunicho]

gyuvin stuffing u FULL in missionary , wiping your tears away while saying he knows you can take it but ur balling because gyuvin dig bick 🤓

DO U KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I'VE READ THIS ASK WITHOUT REALIZING U SAID DIG BICK 😭😭 I'M CRYING Y'ALL ARE ALWAYS SO FUNNY BRO 😭 anyways 😁

ughh this ask is so good, gyuv likes to fuck u in missionary so much because he can see ur face and he can see ur titties bounce and he can see ur chest rise and fall and he can also press on ur stomach or see the outline of his cock like it's so ideal for him he just can't get enough of it. u always whine when he's about to fuck u, the stretch almost never getting easier to take but u love it, no matter how much u whine and complain u love the stretch and the slight sting that comes everytime he gets his tip past your walls. he'd lean down close to u, looking into ur eyes as he used his thumbs to swipe away your tears, "almost there, you can take it. just like last time, i know you can take it baby." oh im sick like this just gets him going so bad cuz,, say it with me guys "gyuvin size kink" see i knew we was all on the same page

[ssongsboo]

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⟢ 내게 다가와, 다가와 .ᐟ

the dim light flickered in the cramped bathroom at the club, casting shadows that danced along the walls. the loud music from outside blasting in your ears.

gunwook leaned against the sink, a wicked grin plastered on his face, the signature white face paint accentuating the mischief in his eyes. his dark hair was slicked back, and he wore a crisp white button-up, the collar sharp and stark against his painted skin. a loosely knotted tie hung around his neck, the deep purple contrasting his tan skin perfectly. there was something intoxicating about the way he embodied the joker- dangerous, unpredictable, and irresistibly charming. you tried to play it cool, but the flutter in your stomach betrayed you. you stepped into the frame of the mirror, admiring the matching costumes, a playful grin adorning your face. he couldn’t help but stare at your reflection, so pretty and all dolled up- just for him. he saw the looks you gave him throughout the evening. of course he did. the effect his unfamiliar look had on you could never go unnoticed by him.

"come on, you know you want to," he teased, stepping closer, his fingers dancing over your barely clothed waist. you smirked, pulling him in by the tie, the fabric stretching just enough to hint at the playful tension between you two. "who said we can't have a little fun?" he whispered, his breath warm against your ear. his voice is low and seductive, the hint of danger in his tone sends shivers down your spine. in one swift motion he spun you around, pinning you against the cool tiles, your laughter filling the space.

"just a quickie, right?" you murmured, eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. "right," he breathed, leaning down to capture your lips, the world outside fading as you got lost in the moment. your kisses ignited a fire, a chaotic dance of lips and laughter. gunwook’s hands roamed, exploring the curve of your hips, pulling you closer as you tangled your fingers in his hair, deepening the kiss. the thrill of being caught only heightened your passion. you giggled against his mouth, the sound breaking the tension in the air, a playful reminder of the situation you were currently in. "let’s make it a little longer," you suggested, eyes glossy with lust as you nipped at his lower lip. gunwook raised an eyebrow, a playful challenge lighting up his features. "oh? you’re feeling daring tonight?" he teased, leaning back to gaze at you, the flush on your cheeks a perfect reflection of your shared excitement.

"always," you replied with a wink, heart racing as the door rattled slightly with the distant sound of footsteps outside. with one swift motion gunwook lifted you, pinning your back against the cool tiles once more. your laughter mingled with breathless whispers as you surrendered to the undeniable tension that sparked between you. he captured your lips in a kiss once more, time seeming to have come to a halt. the kiss deepened, a wild clash of lips and breath that ignited the air around you. gunwook’s hands roamed freely, one tangling in your vibrant hair while the other found its way to your waist, pulling you closer until your bodies were pressed together. the cool tiles were a stark contrast to the heat radiating between you two. your heart raced as gunwook’s lips moved against yours with an intoxicating urgency, his mouth curving into a wicked smile even as he kissed you. you could taste the thrill of danger in every brush of his tongue- his attitude and demeanor made you so incredibly needy you curiously started grinding your hips against his growing bulge. he groaned into your mouth, sending sparks racing through your veins. “stop baby, you’re gonna get us caught.” he whimpers against your lips, reminding you of the ongoing party outside that door once again "god, we’re in trouble," you murmured breathlessly between kisses, your words barely breaking the rhythm of his tongue against yours.

"and you love it," he shot back, his voice low and teasing, his eyes glinting with a mixture of mischief and madness. he pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, suggesting to continue this in a more private space.

[gyu-vinnie]

138, 150, 179 and 199 with gunwookie pls 😩✊

“fuck, i love you so much”/ “you’re all mine”-“hm…”-“say it”-“i’m all yours”/ “i want to fuck you so bad”/ “i want to make a mess of you”

i’m getting major insecure gunwook vibes from this 😼

okay, so maybe pranking gyuvin was a bad idea. just maybe…

okay it was a terrible idea. you and taerae wanted to tease him and be your usual silly selves. what you didn’t know was that gunwook was already not in the best headspace since he woke up. all because of some stupid dream he had the night before where someone took you away from him. he kept telling himself that would never happen, that you love him too much. and well, he was technically right.

unfortunately, you and taerae had no clue about this dream. when he came into practice, the first thing he saw was your head resting on taeraes shoulder and he swears he heard his heart shatter. upon making eye contact with you, he stormed out the room making you and taerae share a glance and start giggling to yourselves that the plan succeeded.

spoiler alert, it didn’t. not even 30 seconds later matthew storms into the room. “y/n, why did i just see gunwook speed walking down the hall in tears?”

the second you heard him say that you stood up. “which way did he go?” matthew shrugged and pointed left. “it looked like he was going towards the bathroom or something.”

you quickly thanked him and started running towards the bathroom. you could hear sniffing, and it broke you heart. “wookie? are you in here?” you asked while making it towards the bigger stall, seeing his sneakers you bought him and recognizing him instantly. “baby, can you let me in?”

you heard shuffling and the door unlocked, when the stall door opened you were met with the sight of a puffy faced, red eyed, swollen lipped gunwook. your eyes instantly widen and you went in the stall, closing the door behind you and locking it.

you turned to face him and one look at his face again made you hug him instantly. “shit, gunwook, im so sorry. i didn’t mean to make you cry. me and taerae were just trying to mess with you.”

you cupped his face, wiping his tear stained cheeks. he didnt say anything, just kinda stared at you. your first thought was that he was mad at you, but his face was emotionless. if he was mad, atleast you’d be able to tell. he looked deep in thought.

“i want to fuck you so bad.” he mutters, it being barely audible. your eyes widened and you frozen. “h-huh?” he moved your hands from his cheeks and pinned them above your head, pushing you against one of the walls.

“you heard me, i want to make a mess of you.” as you back hit the wall you looked up at him with wide eyes. “would that make you feel better?” he nodded and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, leaving soft pecks all the way down. “just give me 10 minutes…10 minutes and i’ll be fine.”

so that’s what you did, you gave him 10 minutes. well, technically you two are at the 12 minute mark but who’s counting? surely not you at this moment. your are eyes rolled to the back of you head as gunwook pounds into you with his head hung low. the only sounds being able to be heard is the filthy sound of skin slapping, the squelching noise, your muffled moans that are barely audible with gunwooks big hand over your mouth, and the small words he’s whispering as he fucking into you, a single tear still rolling down his face.

“fuck, i love you so much. so so much” me mutters into your ear. though honestly it’s going in one ear and out the other with how fucked out you are. “your all mine, okay?”

you slowly started to come back to your senses as gunwooks thrusts start to get sloppier and your own orgasm approaching quickly. “hmm…” you moan out, he moved his hand from your mouth and started thrust faster, sending you over the edge as you cum on his cock. “say it…say your mine”, he upped his head so he could see you. “i’m all yours”

and the second the words slipped from your mouth, he came. whispering small praises to you and pulling out. “l-let me help you clean” he says shakily as he grabs the toilet tissue and starts wiping.

when you went back in the studio, it was as if nothing happened.

[seoktized]

back with links ;3 two this time!!! hope you all enjoy <3

nsfw, mdni

jiwoong loves when you let him fuck your face. fingers you while he does it, making you moan around his cock. jiwoong always makes sure to fuck you good after, fucking his pretty girl dumb for being so good for him.

hao getting you all worked up. fingers slowly circling your clit through your panties as he plays with your tits. once you’re all needy & wet, he makes you ride him. praising you while you bounce on him like a good girl.

hanbin punishing you for being a brat. tying you up and stuffing you full with a dildo. you can only stand there and take it while he thrusts the toy in and out of your needy cunt. if you’re still acting up, he has you on all fours, spanking your pussy to remind you that he’s in charge.

matthew loves corrupting you. making a mess of you in front of all your stuffies by degrading you, telling you that you act so innocent but really you’re a little slut for him. something about you holding onto your big teddy while he rails you ignites something in him,, only making him want to corrupt you more.

sucking taerae off while he games. feeling his cock grow in your mouth as he desperately tries not to moan cuz he’s playing with friends. after he cums he turns the game off and leads you to the bed where he eats you out. he loves when you suffocate him with your thighs so he’s moaning into your pussy the whole time.

ricky letting you grind against his face, desperately lapping at your juices as you roll you hips on his tongue. ricky lives for pleasuring you so he’s bending you over the couch, railing into you from behind. he loves watching you shake and cry because his long pretty cock in bullying your insides. always praises you for taking him so well and gives you the most mind blowing orgasms ever for being his good girl.

gyuvin fucking your thighs. he gets so lost in the pleasure and ends up cumming quickly. paints your thighs with thick ropes of cum while he’s moaning for you.. makes up for it by fucking you fast and hard, secretly trying to make you cum fast as well.

being so needy to the point where you’re desperately grinding on gunwook. he sits there and lets you rut against his clothed cock. tells you if you want him so bad you can have him; so you ride him. at first he tells you he’s not gonna help you, but when he feels how tight you’re clenching around him, poor wookie caves in.

[teaxeee]

Gamer boyfriend gunwook fucking you..

OMG IMAGINE:

You sitting on Gunwook’s lap, he’s gaming and fully focused on the screen while you’re cuddled up against him. It doesn’t help at all that you previously agreed to cockwarm him, which led you to this in the first place. No matter how much you wanted him to fuck your brains out, that was sorta impossible, since he told you ‘not to move’, which he expected you to comply with. The first few minutes weren’t so bad since both of you were content with the current position, until it got slightly uncomfortable halfway. Usually you wouldn’t try and move (since you didn’t want to be punished) but with the way his cock twitched inside of you every few minutes it was becoming unbearable. You tried to grind down against him but quickly got stopped, his hand flying off the mouse just to grab your hip and squeeze it as a warning.

His touch made you feel more desperate than you already were, and it urged you to grind down against him again, finally managing to coax out a groan from his lips. He was getting distracted with the way you rolled your hips against his, it was driving him crazy. He wanted to say something but before he even had the chance he felt you clenching around his cock, making him groan again. It didn’t take long before he paused the game and bent you over the desk, your chest and face pressing against the hard surface and your ass exposed to his gaze. He grabbed your wrists and held them against your lower back, not allowing you to move as he pushed his cock back inside your already stretched pussy.

The way he’d be mad too…saying: “Bad bunny…told you not to move, now look what you did. You could’ve waited and I would’ve rewarded you properly…such a brat.” while sounding mockingly disappointed and chuckling at how you’re reacting as he starts thrusting into you. Let’s just say…you’re in for a long night <3

[seongminiz]

do u wanna talk about prof jiwoong more?👉🏻👈🏻 i was thinking about thigh riding with him… if he sits u on his lap while he’s doing work or smth in his office and makes u get off on his thigh😖😖😖 calling u all kinds of nasty names and mocking u for how u struggle to climax, making such a mess all over his beige trousers.. the wet spot so obvious🤭🤭

- 🧁 anon

yesss omg jiwoong making u ride his thigh ☆_☆

you've been acting a little too bratty for his liking lately , being wayyy too touchy with matthew right in front of him to make him jealous (tbh , it just turns jiwoong on more bc it reminds him that even if matt is ur boyfriend , you'll always end up going back to him 💔) , so when u step into his office expecting one of ur normal hook ups he just .. looks at u with such a disappointed look u genuinely feel ur heart drop . like yea whatever sex with jiwoong is great but u cant deny theres a part of u that seeks out validation from him . u r about to ask him whats wrong , but he simply pats his thigh n u immediately know where this is going . before straddling his thigh u reach for ur underwear to take it off , but jiwoong stops u bc its so much more humiliating for u to cum fully clothed n he knows it :')

the rest of ur time is spent desperately trying to get off on jiwoong's thigh while he works , acting like u r not even there even when u get to a point where you're crying n begging him to help u cum . the only moment jiwoong actually pays attention to u is when u slow down or stop , slapping ur thigh to prompt u to start moving again :3

when u do eventually cum , its such an unsatisfying orgasm u genuinely just want to go home n deal with it on ur own (maybe ask matthew to finish the job ? eheh) , but when u go to stand up jiwoong grips ur waist n holds u in place , making u sit uncomfortably in ur own cum for a while 💔

when he does finish working he'll make it up to u tho , sitting u on his desk n eating u out until u cum properly („• ᴗ •„) but maybe ur still pissed at him , maybe u have learned nothing n this need for revenge has only fueled ur brattiness , n maybe that brings u to matthews place instead of urs , in his bed as hes fucking u so good its really just an accident when u somehow end up calling jiwoong n letting him hear exactly what hes missing out on :3

(kinda went crazy at the end oops)

[atzhrts]

helloo, please elaborate on the "ride him and let him suck marks onto your titties please " from the bf wookie

ofc, sorry this took so long 😞

for starters gunwook is EXTREMLY possessive. always telling you that your his (good girl) and that no one else can ever touch you like he can and make you feel like he does. and of course one of his favorite ways to show you who you belong to is by marking you up. i don’t think you’d spent a day without gunwooks marks on you, he mostly has the decency to hide them tho. your thighs being one of his favorite places followed directly by your tits.

and gunwook absolutely loves titties :( his eyes always fall to your chest naturally, doesn’t even matter how big or small the neckline of your top is. loves laying his head on your chest and having you play with his hair as he plays with your boobs. he’s leaving kisses all over skin and sucking marks into before moving down to suck on your nipples. gunwook would giggle when he feels your nipple harden in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the nub ever so gently scratching his teeth against it.

it’s only natural for him that he loves having you sit on his dick, his hands on your ass as he helps you move up and down. gunwooks mouth is busy sucking on your nipples, letting out occasional whimpers against the sensitive skin. his hand coming down to slap your ass as he alternated between leaving kisses and marks on you skin.

would cum so hard when you start pulling his hair <3

[fanbasetwo]

✦ INTIMATE HORIZONS ┊ GUNWOOK

001. PAIRING , virgin ! gunwook × virgin ! afab reader

002. SYNOPSIS , gunwook and you have been dating for years. despite your deep connection, the topic of sex has always been awkwardly avoided. both virgins and nervous about messing things up. but one night, you decide it’s time to take that step together.

003. WARNING(S) , virgins, clumsy and imperfect sex, kisses, boob play, nipple play, clit rubbing, first time, NSFW, MDNI, mentions of premature release, protected sex, a little dirty talk (?), etc, lmk if i missed anything.

004. WORD COUNT , 2k

♫︎ REBLOGS + FEEDBACKS ARE ALWAYS APPRECIATED

The storm outside was a symphony of chaos, the heavy rain drumming a frenzied rhythm against the windowpanes, each droplet a tiny drumstick pounding out a primal beat that seemed to echo the fervent tempo of your heart.

You sat across from Gunwook, your breaths coming in soft, uneven gasps that mirrored the tumultuous weather outside. Your heart raced beneath the thin fabric of your blouse, and your chest rose and fell as your eyes drank in every inch of him.

Gunwook's hands, large and gentle, were clenched on his thighs, his knuckles turned white from the force of his grip. His eyes, dark pools of emotion, darted from your face to the curves of your body, and back again, a silent conversation passing between you.

Your fingers toyed with the fabric of your top, the pads of your fingertips tracing the delicate fabric, as if seeking the courage to reach out and touch him. You watched Gunwook's lips, full and soft, as he spoke, memorizing every word that passed between you.

“May I...?” Gunwook's voice was barely a whisper, his words laced with hesitation His eyes met yours.

You nodded, your throat too tight to speak. His touch was warm, his fingers wrapping around your wrist, his thumb gently brushing against your pulse. He guided your hand to his chest, his own heartbeat a rapid drum against your palm. “I’m nervous,” he confessed, his voice low.

You could feel the taut muscles beneath his shirt, his chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. His eyes were locked onto yours, his expression a mix of vulnerability and desire. You slid your hand upwards, your fingers tracing the line of his collarbone before wrapping around the back of his neck.

He leaned in, his eyes fluttering closed as he neared your lips. “I've wanted to do this for so long,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. Your lips met, a soft, hesitant kiss that quickly turned into something more.

His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer as the kiss deepened. You could feel his heart pounding in a steady rhythm against yours, his grip tightening as he traced your bottom lip with his tongue. His touch was electric, sending tingles down your spine that made your head spin.

You gasped as he broke the kiss, your chests rising and falling in sync. His eyes were dark, pupils dilated with desire and a hint of mischief. “Shall we continue this inside?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nodded, your voice barely a whisper as you responded, “Yes, please.” Your eyes fluttered closed as his hands slid down to your waist, lifting you effortlessly from the chair. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your arms around his neck as he carried you towards the bedroom.

The room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft rustling of clothes as Gunwook laid you down on the bed. He stood over you, his eyes roaming over your face before he slowly removed his shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs.

You bit your lip, your eyes taking in every inch of him as he slowly crawled onto the bed. “You're so beautiful,” he murmured, his hands reaching for the hem of your shirt. “May I?” His voice was soft, his eyes meeting yours for permission.

You nodded, your breath hitching in your throat as he slowly peeled your shirt off, his fingers brushing against your skin. He leaned down, his lips pressing against your collarbone, his hands sliding up your sides to unhook your bra. “You're so perfect,”

Your breasts spilled free from their confines, his hands cupping them gently, his thumbs brushing against your hardened nipples. The peaks taut and begging for his touch.

Gunwook's mouth moved lower, his lips wrapping around your right nipple while his hand teased the other. He sucked on it gently, swirling his tongue around the peak while his fingers pinched and rolled the other nipple between them.

Your back arched off the bed, your body responding to his touch instinctively. Your fingers threaded through his hair, tugging gently and encouraging him to continue. Gunwook’s free hand made its way down your torso, tracing a path over your stomach until he reached the waistband of your pants.

His touch was gentle, his fingers trembling slightly as he unbuttoned your pants and slowly slid the zipper down. He glanced up at you, his eyes seeking permission once more. You nodded, your own hands shaking as you reached for his belt, mirroring his actions.

Together, you both undressed each other, each touch tentative and filled with desire. When you were both bare, Gunwook settled between your thighs, his eyes locked onto yours. “I...I've never done this before,” he confessed, his voice barely a whisper. “I want you so much.”

Gunwook threw the last piece of cloth off, his cock sprang free from his boxers, the mushroom tip already glistening with precum. He quickly tore open a condom wrapper, rolling it down his shaft with practiced ease.

But as soon as he attempted to enter you, the condom burst, slick with his premature release. Gunwook let out a frustrated groan, discarding the ruined condom aside and reaching for another one. You couldn't help but giggle softly at the sight, finding his flustered state utterly adorable.

Gunwook leaned forward, his eyes locked on yours as he positioned himself between your legs. He reached down, running the mushroom tip of his leaking cock against your wetness, smearing the precum around your pussy lips and slicking himself up.

“You're so wet,” he breathed, his voice husky with desire. “Is that all for me?” He asked, his fingers spreading your folds apart to reveal your swollen, needy flesh. He ran his thumb over your entrance, pressing it inside you as he slowly pumped it in and out.

“Y-Yes, all for you,” you stammered, your face flushing with embarrassment. Gunwook’s touch was clumsy, his inexperience evident as he tried to prepare you for him. He pushed another finger inside, scissoring them to stretch you wider.

“It-It's not enough,” he muttered, more to himself than to you. He withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his mouth and sucking your nectar off of them. Your eyes widened at the gesture, your heart pounding in your chest. “Tastes like you,”

Gunwook positioned the tip of his cock at your entrance once more, his hand shaking slightly as he tried to align himself. He pushed forward, his thick head bumping against your tight ring of muscles. “Fuck, you're so small,”

“I-I know,” you replied, biting your lower lip as you stared up at him. “It's my first time after all,” you whispered, reaching out to place a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

Gunwook groaned, his face contorting in concentration as he tried to force his way inside. He pushed, and pushed, his cockhead stretching your delicate hymen to its breaking point. Finally, with a sharp pop, he broke through, the head of his dick sinking into your tight, virgin pussy.

“Oh god, it's so tight,” he hissed, his hands gripping your thighs tightly. He looked up at you, his eyes filled with uncertainty. “Is it hurting you?” He asked softly, his voice barely a whisper. You nodded, but wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.

Gunwook's breath hitched as he was pulled closer, his cock sinking deeper into your tight heat. He could feel your walls stretching to accommodate him, the pressure incredible. He looked down at where you two were connected, his dick disappearing into your tiny pussy. “Fuck, you're so fucking tight,”

He began to move slowly, his hips pulling back before thrusting forward again. His rhythm was uncoordinated, his movements clumsy as he struggled to find a comfortable pace. But with each thrust, he became bolder, his hips snapping forward harder, burying himself to the hilt inside of you.

You moaned, your back arching as his cock struck every sensitive spot inside of you. His hands moved to cup your breasts, squeezing and kneading them as he fucked you. Your walls began to clench around him, tighter with each passing moment as pleasure rolled through your body.

Gunwook leaned down, pressing his lips against yours in a deep, passionate kiss. His fingers left your breasts and slid down your body, slipping between your slick folds to find your swollen clit. He began to rub the sensitive nub gently as he continued to fuck you slowly.

You broke the kiss, panting heavily. “I love you so much,” you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion. Gunwook's heart swelled in his chest, his love for you overwhelming him.

“And I love you too,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin. He began to rub your clit faster, feeling the walls of your pussy contract around his cock in response. Gunwook knew he wouldn't last much longer, not with the way you were responding to his touch.

You reached up, tangling your fingers in Gunwook's hair as he rubbed your clit and fucked you. “Don't stop,” you begged, your hips bucking against him desperately. Gunwook kissed you again, his lips moving against yours as he rubbed your clit with one hand and fucked you with the other.

The pressure inside you grew unbearable, your body tensing as you climbed closer and closer to the edge. “Gunwook...” you whimpered, your voice barely a whisper. He nodded, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he increased the pressure on your swollen nub.

Your world narrowed down to the feeling of Gunwook's fingers on your clit and his cock buried inside you. The pressure became too much, and you came suddenly, your pussy spasming around his dick as you cried out in ecstasy.

Gunwook groaned against your neck, his own control snapping. He thrust into you twice more before burying himself to the hilt and coming inside you, his body shuddering with the force of his release. He slumped against you, his weight a comforting pressure on your body.

Gunwook lifted his head, looking into your eyes He quickly disposed of the condom in the nearby trash can, returning to your side almost immediately.

You blushed, suddenly shy as you pulled the blankets over your naked body. Gunwook chuckled softly, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “Why so shy now?” He asked gently, his fingers entwining with yours beneath the blankets. “We just...you know...like that.”

You hid your face in his chest, mumbling, “I know, but...it's different now. I'm not a virgin anymore. And you're...you're looking at me like you want to do it again.” Gunwook laughed, his arms wrapping around you tightly.

“That's because I do,” he admitted, his voice muffled against your hair. “But for now, let's just cuddle, okay?” He settled you against his chest, your head resting on his shoulder. “We have the rest of our lives to keep making love, after all.”

You snuggled closer, your arms wrapping around him tightly. “I love you,” you murmured contentedly. Gunwook tightened his grip on you, his love for you overflowing. “And I love you too,” he replied, his voice filled with emotion.

He began to stroke your hair gently, his fingers running through the soft strands as you lay contentedly in his arms. Outside, the rain continued to pour, the sound a soothing lullaby that matched the rhythm of your breathing.

As you drifted off to sleep, nestled in Gunwook's arms, you knew that this was where you belonged. With him. Always. And in that moment, nothing else mattered. Not the storm outside, not the past, only the two of you and the love that bound you together.

© 2024 all rights reserved to fanbasetwo !

[taeraelicious]

hey, i was wondering what are your thoughts on ricky and matthew, are they dom/sub/switch and what do you think their kinks would be?

oooooo okay! thank you so much for asking <3 i enjoyed writing this~

nsfw under the cut!

Matthew is definitely dominant. He can relinquish some control every once in a while but he wouldn’t be able to help taking over, he just has to make you both feel good.

Humiliation - He didn’t really mean to embarrass you initially, it was just him being playful but when he saw your face flush and you get all shy and whiny, it became one of his favorite things. He’d tease you to the point you were almost crying, just because you made the prettiest noises when you were like this, and he wouldn’t stop even in bed.

Strength - He works out for a reason!!!! He loves carrying you and holding you in general, but especially when he’s fucking you. He loves being able to put his strong arms to use, folding you and holding you to use as he pleases.

Edging - Whether it’s him or you, he loves this so much. He loves the way you cry from pleasure and overstimulation from his everlasting teasing. He loves how hard you both cum. Pulling his cock out and keeping you both from reaching your high for hours before making you both cum so hard you see stars.

Ricky can really go either way, he’s a switch. He just wants you to feel good and be happy. Whether it’s him being taken care of or him spoiling you, he’s turned on regardless.

Shibari - Ricky loves being both tied up for your own use and tying you up as well. He specifically enjoys shibari because he loves to take his time with you, making you look as pretty as he can with some artistic knots <3

Marking - Whether it’s biting, hickeys, or scratches, he loves being marked up and claimed by you. They don’t have to be visible, but god if they are he shows them off proudly, glad to let others see just how well he fucks you and that he only belongs to you.

Praise - THIS OH MY GOD. Ricky is a person who needs to be praised and encouraged and this DEFINITELY continues in bed. He also loves showering you in praises because you deserve it. The amount of positive things he has to say to or about you is endless.

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