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aswaki · 3 days

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Does matt like giving oral?

matthew is not a pious man but he swore his faith gets reaffirmed whenever he goes down on you.

his lips parted in reverence as he kissed your body all over, especially your thighs and what was in between them. a silent prayer to let him get a taste of heaven. granting him access meant you received one of the most loyal devotees ever; rivaling what jesus had with his apostles. maybe it was innate— he was named matthew, afterall.

he started slow but you still couldn’t stifle the sounds that took flight out of your mouth. he heard the choirs of angels sing from your pleasurable moans as his tongue leisurely dragged itself on your slit.

matthew was undemanding at lapping up your arousal. he was honoured to be in this position so he swore wouldn’t do anything to make you feel anything less than holy.

ah, what a tongue he had. it was unbelievably thick and hot; every stroke had you throbbing for something more.

he pulled away abruptly deciding to kiss the lips you had below. the air in your lungs was gone. it was replaced with fiery lust that made you feel so sinful.

if this was not ‘right’, then why does it feel good? surely, this was holy. (you were a deity to him so you could call the shots.)

gone was the soft tenderness as matthew ate you like a starved man receiving food from his god. his veiny hand squeezed your trembling plush thigh; a reminder to himself of who he was with it during this surreal moment.

he wanted to hear your divine noises once more. he nuzzled his face to your cunt, spearing his tongue deeper than what he had done before. he prodded your velvety insides while his nose rubbed against your clit. wave after wave of pleasures ran through your body. it felt you were ascending to a sacred plane that was created only for the both of you.

matthew was ravenous after tasting you. he didn't want to be deprived of you even for a single second. he brought you something that was earthly and raw that no god should ever experience. you liked it, though— how his lips suckled on your clit, how his tongue lapped your folds and thrusted in your hole.

he ate you out like he wanted you to strip your soul bare.

don’t ask matthew silly questions because, of course, he liked giving oral. it was a way he could show you unadulterated adoration.

he thought of it as part of worship. matthew wanted to give you everything that he can— he’d offer to give you whatever you desired, even burn in hell if you asked him to.

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aswaki · 3 days

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knelt down like i would in prayer

#aswaki yaps #seok matthew #“baby i'll make you sweat” and he DID #the photos he sent today... impeccable #trying to be SANE #FINEST MAN #smt.jpg

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aswaki · 3 days

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ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ alright

i'll give you the pictures~~~

he came back with 6 different pictures... head in hands. i love him so much.

matthew texted and disappeared— stop ghosting me. (っ- ‸ - ς)

#aswaki yaps #he's so hot and cool and a cutiepatootie #they were filming in the cold (lol and their concept is sweat summer fresh) but he kept eating ice cream because it was delicious #smt.txt

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aswaki · 3 days

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matthew texted and disappeared— stop ghosting me. (っ- ‸ - ς)

#aswaki yaps #also thank god he hasn't replied yet though because i misread his question and started panic texting LMAO #it's last few days of bubble aaaahh <///3

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aswaki · 6 days

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the matthew & jiwoong part i literally yelled out loud

nonnie, how are you now? that part was sooo kndjssja£[$=j##))@( god, the hand placement on their waists and their side profiles.... their jawlines could have CUT glass. i wanted to be the one in The Middle!!!!!! a ppusamz sandwich. they'd probably enjoy that.

#aswaki answers #anon messages #it was a fun surprise??? didn't expect that at all #the low angles too near the end of the mv.... jfc #LIKE JIWOONG WHY ARE WE HUMPING AIR RN

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aswaki · 6 days

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yeah this scene made think of this fic.... the way he ate it.... that ice cream left on his lips— i will lick it off him!!!

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.)

divider credit: saradika-graphics

#aswaki yaps #icymi #yum #I NEED TO MAKE OUT WITH HIM SILLY #I NEED MATTHEW'S LIPS ON MINE #what do i need to do to suck his lips and tongue and ahhh #smt.jpg #seok matthew hard hours #seok matthew imagines #seok matthew x reader

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aswaki · 6 days

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anyone else went 💢⭕💢⭕💢⭕💢⭕ after watching the sweat mv.............. seok matthew you must be dealt with

#aswaki yaps #SWEAT IS SO GOOD #i can feel then sweating in that outfit in the summer time thooo #seok matthew is insane #that scene where they got wet by the rain!!!!#his lips and the ice cream too like FUCK #but girl where is his full rib tattoo

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aswaki · 7 days

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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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