Hey! I saw your requests open, can you write a Basilio x reader (idc if it’s female, but if you’re comfortable pls use gender neutral) where reader wears glasses once (1) and Basilio finds it hot and they end up doing the nasty? Thank you!
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basilio x reader
navi | trese m.list
content — nsfw, gn!reader, smut under the cut, mirror fucking, hinted blowjob, glasses kink(?), unedited
notes — is the trese fandom even still alive i havent heard fr them in a while help 😭 sorry this took so long! i kept it gender neutral for u i hope u enjoy :)
You desperately gasped for air, eyes barely open when Basilio takes his massive length out of your mouth. Your lenses are all fogged up, and you can barely see a thing.
“Tsk,” Basilio clicks. He uses his hand to cup your jaw sweetly, a stark contrast to the dark, carnal expression on his face. He pushes the frame of your glasses up your nose bridge using two sticky fingers. Something about the grin he puts on is a little sinister, you can’t help but shudder in anticipation. “Show me your face, baby.”
You weakly lift your head, already tired from the night’s festivities, but Basilio isn’t having any of that. You’d completely underestimated his stamina and voracity. You’ve never seen him this way before.
He adjusts your bodies on the bed so that you’re both facing the mirror by the foot of the mattress. He sits you on top of him and loops a beefy arm under your armpit, holding you securely against him. His tip nudges your ass lightly. Your arm comes around his head to grab a hold of his hair. You grip a chunk of his long locks and wrap it around your fist, prepared to brace yourself for dear life. Basilio’s big, and you don’t quite know if you’ll ever get used to the initial feeling of him filling your insides. You whimper as he begins to prep your hole. You can already feel the way he’s about to destroy your insides.
His fingers squeeze your jaw as he forces eye-contact through the mirror before your bodies. “You see me?”
“Yeah, I… see you?”
“That a question or an answer?” Basilio chuckles seeing you squint. He licks his lips, guiding your head so your eyes catch every movement—a wordless command to watch is imprinted in your head. “You ready?” He pushes your glasses up again, leaning to whisper directly into your ear. “Make sure these don’t fall off, else I’m not letting you cum.”
