exomeme | part two hundred nineteen

part two hundred nineteen

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semi-finals 07-18 00:00 UTC - 07-20 23:59 UTC
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part 1:

i deeply regret this

Yixing doesn’t get to a shower, but the member do let him take a nap when he says he’s exhausted from all the stress becoming a girl has caused him. Zitao smirks at him knowingly, but everyone else, Lu Han included, doesn’t seem to think anything of it. Yixing lightly punches Zitao on the arm as he passes him on his way back to his room.

Yixing closes the door behind him, presses his back against it as he looks at his bed. He glances down at his chest and then back at his bed.

So this is really happening, isn’t it?

Yixing shrugs off his sweatshirt before climbing onto his bed. He’s still in his pajamas, which is nice at least, even though his boxers are a tad too big now

Now what?

Let it be known that Zhang Yixing is not a virgin. Yes, he has had sex before. Hot, wonderful, and passionate sex that you would imagine would come from the motion of the ocean that is his hips.

That being said, he definitely has not had sex in a while, hasn’t touched a girl like he’s about to touch himself in over a year at the very least.

It’s kind of intimidating, touching a body so unfamiliar when it is still technically his own.

Yixing bites his lip and decides it’s either now or never. Who knows when he’ll get the chance to do this next?

Yixing opens his mouth slightly, bringing his left hand to his lips as his right hand pushes up his sleep shirt just above his boobs. He sucks lightly on his index and middle fingers, swiping his tongue along and around the digits briefly before sliding them out of his mouth and bringing them to his nipple. He shudders as he circles the nub with his fingers, feeling them harder quickly at his touch. So yeah, it’s been a while since he’s done anything, and it doesn’t help that his nipples are a good deal more sensitive than before.

As his left hand moves to focus on his other nipple, Yixing’s right hand slides underneath the waistband of his boxers. He presses his thighs together and marvels at how weird it is that there is nothing caught in between before dipping down further to run a finger up his cunt. Yixing bites his lip to stop himself from making any noises as he shifts his thighs against each other again. He’s not as wet as he had expected to be, he thinks as he continues to massage his boobs, alternating between the two, but there’s definitely something slick down there.

Yixing explore his new folds with his fingers, dipping into all the nooks and crannies he can find, trying to remember what made his last girlfriend spill out pretty little gasps. It’s been a while, but maybe it’s just like riding a bike, he hope as he continues to spread his wetness around his cunt, worrying on his lip. It’s not that different, he thinks, this whole masturbating business, even when he’s feeling up something completely different.

Yixing slips a finger inside himself once he thinks he’s wet enough, and it goes in easily enough. He’s warm and slick around his finger as he slowly pumps his finger in and out.

This part doesn’t feel as great as he thought it would, though, even as he crooks the finger that is inside of him. Sure, he’s nicely massaging his walls, he guesses, but it doesn’t really add anything to the tension coiling between his legs and his wrist is bent at a weird angle to try to keep this up.

When he tries to slip a second finger along with the first, Yixing decides to abort this whole fingering business. Nope. This isn’t working. Too much stretching. He is not ready for this. A Yixing no le gusta. He has only been a girl for about three hours.

Yixing pulls his fingers out, a little put out about that failure, before bringing his fingers to his mouth to wipe them clean. He’s not sure why he immediately thinks to do that, but at least he doesn’t taste particularly bad. He doesn’t really taste like anything.

Maybe…

Yixing slides his hand under his boxers again, dipping between his legs but not as far down as before as he brushes through his pubic hair trying to find something. When his fingers finally brush over what can only be his clit, Yixing lets out a small gasp, and he’s almost embarrassed how nice his new voice sounds to him like this.

Yixing rubs small circles against his clit, careful not to press too hard. The tension building in his groin is familiar, but he hadn’t expected the sensation to be that intense. His legs are squeezed against each other, ankles crossed as he presses down more and moves his fingers faster and faster. Fuck, this is gr—

Of course, Lu Han chooses to open the door right at this moment, just as Yixing feels his release overtake him, hips bucking up at his hand and shirt falling just a bit to cover his nipples. Yixing pants, still feeling his core twitch as he turns to lock eyes with Lu Han, who looks terrified but can’t seem to take his eyes off of the expanse of Yixing’s belly and the hand still in his boxers.

It takes a moment for Yixing to react, squeaking as he rolls onto his stomach, away from the door. Lu Han curses before he spins on his heels and shuts the door behind him.

Fuck.

THE MOTION IN THE OCEAN BYE

i'd let him be the captain of my ship any day :*

anooooooooooooooooon

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lmao dat ending

no regrets anon, no regrets

too many regrets, anon u___u

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part two hundred nineteen

wc!au - team lay; yixing has boobs part 2

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