#choi beomgyu txt

[jeongin-lvr]

𓂂. ✉️ יִ sextape, c. beomgyu

꒰ 🗯️ ꒱ 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝗈𝗍，𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗄! 𝗀𝗒𝗎，𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗌 + 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀，𝗉𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌，𝖽𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗑 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾，𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄，𝖻𝗎𝗅𝗀𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄，𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗓𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗄！EDITED. originally wrote this for eunseok from riize...

[ 𝟣．𝟫𝗄 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 ] ☆ [ 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 ] ☆ [ 𝗆．𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 ]

"𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗘 camera, pretty," Beomgyu held the little camera up to your face, the soft light it illuminated making you squint; meanwhile, his other hand held your jaw tight, squishing your cheeks together and making your lips pout. He chuckled when you whined at him, jostling your head around lightly as he held the camera still. Long enough to capture your expression. The look of pure bliss, damp eyes and messy spit dribbling down your jaw. It was disgusting— he absolutely needed to record it all. "Aw, look at you. You putting on a show for the camera, doll? Babbling like a slut?"

You whined once again, something that sounded like an attempt at words only to be drawn out in a puddle of vowels. Seeing you a wreck just from his fingers was a joy for him; Beomgyu's damp pointer and middle finger, slick with your pre, spread across your lips. It seemed he was making an even bigger mess of you for the film. You parted your lips for him obediently, his little coos easing you on.

"Suck on them for me, darling," Beomgyu demanded in a tone so sweet yet threatening. His eyes wide yet his irises dark as he stared at you from beneath the curtain of his lashes. It was like being stared down by a predator, his eye sharp like knives in your warm flesh. You did as you were told, taking his fingers in your jaw and licking them clean; the taste of saltiness wrapping across your tongue, "That's my good girl."

He finally pulled the camera back, grinning ear to ear as he propped it on your bedside table. Clattering against the wood as he adjusted it against a half-empty water bottle.

Beomgyu looked back down at you with a clearly excited glint in his eyes. Sliding his fingers out of your mouth and opting to get a taste of them himself, sucking briefly on his own supple flesh.

You mewled, attempting to clamp your aching thighs shut only to be stopped by the brunt of his knees forcing them wide. He chuckled softly when you responded to his actions with a whimper. He let go of his fingers with a pop, gripping your wiggling hip with the same hand.

"Was' the matter, baby? Relax," Beomgyu bent to your ear, breath so hot it felt suffocating as he spoke slow enough for your fucked-out brain to comprehend, "You're on camera... let's behave now." Though it was just a whisper, it felt like a slap across your own face. Making everything all the better, heightened senses running wild.

"Now... my fingers or my dick?"

Your eyes widened, and for the first time that night you actually spoke coherently, "W-what?"

He clicked his tongue, eyes flickering from the digital camera beside the two of you to your watery eyes, "My fingers or my fucking dick, baby, hurry up. I'm feeling nice so tell me what you want." His tight grip on your waist only grew tighter as his eyes shades darker.

"I—" Beomgyu pressed his erection right on your bare cunt, grinding into you with the same hard stare. You faltered, feeling the cold clasp of his jeans rubbing slowly against your puffy clit. You moaned out a sigh, your hand clasping around his wrist, "I— I want your d...dick. Please..."

"Good job, you used your words," Beomgyu sneered, rocking his hips with an extra force that made you squeak, "Wasn't hard was it?"

You shook your head and let out an unexpected sob, suddenly feeling all the emotions at once. This sound only made Beomgyu grin as he worked his jeans down slowly, wanting to tease you even more than he already had.

His eyes kept finding the recording, making sure the angle was right in the viewfinder.

Once he worked his thick cock out he pumped it once, a thick glob of pre sliding down his tip to the rest of his length by the palms of his hand. You gaped at him as excitement pooled in your tummy; forgetting to breathe as you took in the sight as best as you could.

"Keep these legs spread for me, doll," Beomgyu tapped your thigh, making you spread them as wide as possible; showcasing your gaping wet hole for him like an art piece. He aligned his dick on your puffy clit, the sudden heat of his length making you jolt as it rubbed slowly in a circular motion around your clit. You moaned with fluttering lashes, suddenly damp with tears, "Oh, fuck, you're so good baby... that's a good girl for me."

Beomgyu, as much as he wanted to play with you a little more, knew his camera only had a limited storage so he hurried himself up. Gliding his cock down your folds toward your enticing hole. He sighed when he pressed his tip into you, already satisfied with the way your eyes rolled back. He made sure to watch your face, suddenly reaching for the camera again to get a permanent rendition of your expression as he forced himself to fit into you. He held the camera in your face; you would've hid your expression if only you had the mind to care. He sunk into you slowly just to be able to catch every minor change in your face. From the crease in your brows to the twitch of your lips as they hung wide, it was all immortalized on this digital camera.

"Little pussy is practically sucking me in," Beomgyu sighed when he finally bottomed out, lightly tapping your tear-dampened cheek with enough force to make you whimper, "Fucking beautiful, baby."

He tossed the camera back down on the table, groaning as you clenched around him. Beomgyu swore the camera only made his senses heightened and he already felt like he was gonna cum; it was ruthless the way you clamped down on him. It felt like you were choking his cock. It seems knowing the camera was recording had the same effect on you. You whimpered his name, mewls of please and yes falling from your lips deliciously smooth.

Beomgyu nodded as if he understood; his eyebrows creasing as he intricately raised your hands up with one of his own, tightly secured your wrists above your head with the strength of his own hands. He chuckled when you whined again, this time your back arching. He didn't even have to properly fuck you for you to get off on his dick.

It was pathetically beautiful to him.

"Let me help you, darling," Beomgyu cooed, pulling his hips back only to snap them into you again. The harsh clap of skin on skin making you recoil back into the sheets. You called out his name as if he'd be able to help you despite being the one bringing you such immersible, overwhelming pleasure, "That's it, baby, yeah. Look how good you swallow me up... fuck, seeing you take my dick makes me want to knock you up..."

You whined at this, more salty droplets cascading down your face like a waterfall, lining your jaw and pooling in your collarbone. His grip on your wrists tightened the quicker his thrusts became. No longer was he cooing at you, not pretending to be the gentleman in bed. Now he was practically growling; properly fucking you with little care for your protests and half-baked whimpers. Beomgyu thrived on the pure ecstasy on your face, the contortion of your lips as drool and tears danced across your heated skin.

"This cunt is mine," Beomgyu groaned the loudest he had all night.

His head falling back briefly only for him to snap it back toward you, his eyes in slender almonds. Beomgyu was addicted to the wet sounds of your cunt taking his entire length, hoping the camera caught all of them; he was enamored by the sight of his cock going in dry and coming out soaked in pre from your slick, tight pussy. He groaned again when he saw your tummy bulge, chuckling as he raised his other hand from your hip and pressed it gently against your cute tummy.

"Oh, look at this," Beomgyu almost cheered, "Dick too big for this pretty little body of yours... you can see the imprint of my dick as I fuck you." He pressed against your belly harder and you yelped, the intense pleasure overwhelming. You sobbed into his arm as he bent down to you, fingers wriggling in his vice grip that felt impenetrable, "Gotta let me knock you up, doll, you'd look so fucking gorgeous with my baby."

You shook your head although your cunt clenched around him dangerously tight; so tight Beomgyu’s big brown eyes rolled back briefly.

"No— can't, Beomie," You whined his name for the hundredth time, "Too much— oh, oh, m' gonna cu-" Fresh tears spilled down your face and into the confines of your wet hair, drying from your own tears.

"Why fucking not?" Beomgyu groaned, "C'mon, baby, let's get a video of me fucking a baby into you... I know you want to."

You did want to— the thought practically had you slipping into a space in your head you've never been to before. You moaned his name, the sound fading into a crisp whine. He smirked, persisting with his words because he knew how wet it was making you. There was no hiding anything from him, besides, he could hear it all just from how he fucked you.

"Look so gorgeous all round with my kid," Beomgyu was close himself, starting to see stars cross his vision, "I'll cum so fucking deep inside of you you'll stay warm all night. F-fuck, I'll make you a mommy, baby. Want to be a daddy, will you let me?"

This time you were quick to nod, gasping between a sob as your back arched off the comfort of the mattress.

"Beomgyu!! Please!" Beomgyu pushed himself into you one, two more times and then that's all it took for you to be pushed over the edge. You collapsed into your orgasm so hard; your thighs shaking hard as sweat clung to your skin and your mouth grew wide with loud burst of moans filling the sex-filled air.

"Good girl, good girl," Beomgyu gasped this time, excited to pump you full. His hips driving into yours, overstimulating you enough to scream, "So close, m' close, fuck. I'm gonna cum inside you— take it, darling!"

Beomgyu's hips didn't falter, his orgasm washing over his like a wave of salt water and hot air. He only whispered your name with stuttering baby's. His grip on your wrists finally loosened as his body unintentionally sunk into yours. His cum was warm as it spread into your womb, thick enough to feel and deep enough to make you dizzy. Beomgyu groaned when his hips finally stuttered and he stopped moving; only your shared hot breaths filling the air now.

Beomgyu glanced over at the camera, grinning ear to ear when he saw the little red light still recording. He reached over to it and made sure to pan the fixture over your face one last time, capturing your final fucked out expression. He tucked your messy, sweaty strands of hair behind your ear and laughed, "That's my good girl. Smile for the camera one last time, bubs. That's it."

[gardnhee]

simply divine - C.BG

౨ৎ warning(s). smuttyyyy, needy/whiny gyu, kind of filthy, gyu is bratty, switch!gyu/yn, yn is older by 2 yrs, impact play, they’re both rough, use of “whore”, somnophilia if you squint - lmk if I missed anything :3 !

౨ৎ nonidol!gyu x afab!reader

౨ৎ wc. 1.2k

౨ৎ note. i was having a lil nice conversation with @beomiracles about gyu’s adam’s apple, then I came to the conclusion that I am, in fact, obsessed with it. so here’s a drabble to make up for the lack of fics ! > 0 <

Insatiable is the best way to describe it. This need, this hunger. It consumed you. Especially now that you’re straddling your boyfriend’s lap, lips swollen and irritated, wanting more.

The rain is relentlessly drumming on your window, dimmed lights casted upon Beomgyu’s jaw-dropping features. His eyes are lidded, glossed over with lust and urgency. Disheveled hair, goosebump ridden skin, delectable lips that you can’t seem to get enough of.

You caress his cheek, finger tracing over his flawless skin, eventually traveling to his neck. You grin, gently pushing him onto the mattress. “Be gentle…” Beomgyu mutters, slim hand wrapping around your wrist as he props himself up on his elbow.

“Oh, shut up. You weren’t complaining when I had your lip between my teeth.” You retort matter-of-factly, guiding him down until his spine kisses the soft surface.

“You’re right, now I want another kiss.” He pouts.

“Ask nicely and I’ll consider it.”

He rolls his eyes, gripping your waist so he can slowly move you over his crotch, “please,” his voice is breathy, groaning at the friction, “please kiss me.” You swallow, granting his wish without another word.

He makes it so hard for you to be mean.

However, you can’t give in so easily. Not when his Adam’s apple bobs as he gulps, begging to be touched, to be sucked on. His mouth is hot against yours, ravenous, sloppy. Like you’re his oxygen, his one and only need. Beomgyu’s grip tightens like a vice, refusing to let go.

You bite his lower lip as his hands roam under your shirt, carving crescent moons into the supple skin. You flick his left nipple, hot and perky, pulling away from his mouth to peck the hard nub. You moan against him, nipping at it, and eliciting a mewl from the younger male.

“Fuck…hah…ah…” gyu’s thighs tense as he whines, squirming, “‘m g’na cum…” His fingers find their way into your hair, “stop,” tugging at the strands to bring you face to face with him.

“Don’t fucking pull my hair again, you whore.” You smack his hand away, nails digging into his cheek as he seethes. “You’re such a brat, beomgyu…” you murmur, tilting his head back till his back is arched just enough, exposing his soft neck and that delicious bump you love so much.

“Stay like that, don’t move.”

“What if I do?”

You strike him across the chest, making him jolt with a wail, “don’t even think about it. Be obedient.” Beomgyu tsks, narrowly cocking his head to peek at you. “Head back. I’m not going to ask you again.”

“I really regret giving you the reigns today.” His comment lacks any real meaning, he loves you, and he adores when you take the lead. He’s not fooling anyone, especially you.

“Yeah, right.” You lean in, kissing his Adam’s apple. He sighs, smile lining his lips. You proceed to suck on the bump, drawing circles on his nipples with your thumbs.

A wanton moan slips past his reddened lips, “ah…oh, god.” He shivers as your nimble fingers brush over his abused skin, littered with love bites. “You look so,” you lick his Adam’s apple, “fucking heavenly.”

“Thank you - fu…uuck - princess.” Beomgyu’s head lolls, tears clumping to his wet lashes, “please…keep sucking-!” His words are clipped, muscles tensing under your touch.

“Look at you…” you coo, getting ahold of his matted hair, which is sticking to his sweaty forehead. There’s a sheer layer of shine blanketing his body, abs twitching below you. You can’t help but taunt him. “I’ve barely even touched you.”

“B-barely?!” Your boyfriend echoes, rather baffled, disbelief flashing through his teary eyes.

“You heard me.”

“Stop being an asshole, yn, and just fuck me.” He presses the heels of his palms over his eyes in frustration.

You shrug, moving to his neck, and ignoring his aching cock, twitching under your unmoving body. “God - ngh - damnit.” Beomgyu grips your shirt, tugging at it.

“I’ll give you what you want when I see fit.” You scowl, words muffled, seeping into his neck. You swirl your tongue around his Adam’s apple, humming in glee because you’re just so in love. Because you just can’t believe he’s yours.

The pads of your fingers trail over his collarbones as you lick a thick stripe along the way. “I really love you, Beomgyu.” You whisper, so faint it would fly over anyone’s head had they not been listening.

Beomgyu isn’t just anyone, though.

“What’s this about? So suddenly?” He chuckles, soothingly running his tender fingers through your damp hair. “I said, I really love you, Beomgyu.” You repeat, much louder this time.

“Come here.” Gyu grabs your arm, dragging you along till you’re lying above him. “I love you more, yn. So, so much.” He airily kisses you, not like before — it’s not loud, urgent, but meek and quiet.

“Oh, fuck this.” You unzip his pants with urgency, shimmying them down in a feeble manner. You want him. You want him so, so bad. And you simply can’t hold back anymore.

In the blink of an eye, you’re hovering over his anticipating dick, mushroom tip leaking pre. You sink, ripping a wince from his chest. “F-fuck!” Beomgyu stutters, clawing at the already soiled sheets.

“God it— f-ha! — it’s s-so good!” Tears spill over his stained cheeks. “Y..yeah..” you agree, grinding painfully slow. He trembles, gawking at the feeling of your pussy pulsing around him. Your palms are flat on his heaving chest, marveling at the sweat trickling down the curvature of his pecs. “Im so close…” you grit, subtly quickening your pace. Beomgyu nods frantically, “y-yes please!” Mind somewhere else as drool dribbles off his chin, eyes rolled back.

“baby you’re - mff - doing so well…” You clench at his words, convulsing as a wave of ecstasy washes over you. You quiver, toes curling with shaky breaths. It’s so blissful, like a wave of euphoria cursing through your veins, making your toes curl in white-hot pleasure.

The top of his thighs are now flush against your ass, “I’m close, pretty…” he kisses your temple as your face is nuzzled in his neck. He thrusts, each stroke touching your soul in a way that makes you see stars. Electricity finds purchase at the tips of your fingers, prodding under your skin till it rips at the very seams of who you are.

Beomgyu always felt otherworldly, everything about him is just new and refreshing. He finds a way to accommodate to your every need, and vice versa. “Oh, f-uu…!“ he stills, words dying in his throat, mouth ‘o’ shaped in a quiet moan. His thighs quake, pressing you even tighter against him.

Once his climax is nothing but a faint throb in his groin, he peeks at you, laughing quietly. “No way you fell asleep…” he mutters, eyes fighting sleep themselves. “Guess I am, too.” He feels the low rumble of your chest, rising and falling, breath fanning his collarbones. Beomgyu pulls out with a bite of his lip, brows furrowing at the sensation. Soon enough, he’s fast asleep with you in his arms.

His safe space, his home, so utterly and simply divine.

౨ৎ … I hate this !!! went on vacation so I couldn’t finish it, decided to come back to it and rush 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️.

౨ৎ … @theresawtf @jjklvr9 @binniebakery @beomies-world @hyukaaa @ninoshome1 @babymochibeargyu @lunathewritingcat @duckywuckypookiepie @naoristerling @oddracha @soohashits @junimoa03 @sendhelpiloveyeonjun @beomtasticc @itaehynz

౨ৎ … please like, comment, and reblog. Would be highly appreciated 🫶

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[mizuette]

♪ b e o m g y u ₊ ☆

ೀ @khaer

[summerstarxzx]

can't get enough of saying how beomgyu looks so good in blonde ..

[jenoddity]

[hursheys]

4:00 am ⭑₊

꒰♡꒱﹑ IN WHICH you're haunted by the ghost of him.

ıllı . ##2019 ( TIMESTAMP ) && beomgyu x gn. reader. beware. break up au, angst, hurt, comfort, time paradox. wc. 0.59k!

𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗿𝗼𝘄 𝘅 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 ◞♡   ⃗. @ihruaz

𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 ◞♡   ⃗. @kstrucknet @loserlvrss @slytherinshua @welcometomyoasis

AUTHORS NOTE ♡⃕. this came out angstier than i had intended and i’m blaming my sad playlist. like and reblog!

© 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗌 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟦. 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱.

• back to ( LIBRARY )

You stir awake, blinking your sleepy eyes as they adjust to the dim light. Rubbing your face to shake off the lingering drowsiness, you feel your boyfriend stirring beside you.

Glancing at the nightstand, you glare at the clock next to you. 

For weeks now, you’ve been waking up at the same time each morning. Your clock always reads the same thing.

4:00 am.

The sound of your name pulls you out of your daze as your boyfriend murmurs, “Come back to sleep, will you? It’s too early, my love.”

“I can’t—it’s always the same time. Why?” you ask, barely managing to hold back your tears. At the sound of your distress, Beomgyu sits up, wrapping his arms around you and gently wiping away your tears. 

“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he reassures you as you curl into him, seeking refuge in his embrace. “I’m here. I’ll always be right here.”

“But you’re not,” you manage to say, looking up at him, “You’re gone.”

“What?” Beomgyu replies, a confused laugh escaping his lips. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve been gone for a while now, remember? I told you to leave,” you exclaim, a mix of frustration and sadness overwhelming you, “This is just another dream.”

Not long ago, you realized you couldn’t keep deceiving him—or yourself. Each “I love you” echoed with an emptiness that had lingered for too long. 

An emptiness you had chosen to overlook.

Just a few days after the breakup, he began to haunt you, waking you each morning at the exact moment you ended things with him.

“Remember, my love? I woke you up at this time,” you gesture toward the clock, which still reads four in the morning, “because I couldn’t keep lying to myself or to you—or to us.”

“Funny, I still see you as part of me, even though I was the one who insisted I didn’t need you anymore,” you sob, pressing closer to him, contradicting all the convincing stories you’ve told yourself—that you didn’t need him, that you didn’t love him. 

“Now you’re here, a ghost that haunts me, and strangely, I find comfort in that.”

“Then keep holding on to my ghost,” he whispered, pulling you even tighter as if fearing you might vanish at any moment.  “You must need me if I’m here haunting you, right? Please, let me stay with you for as long as you’ll have me.”

And so, you remained in that embrace you missed; he held you close as you cried.

Your comfort and your tormentor, Beomgyu, was your everything. In the aftermath of tearing out his soul, he was the one piecing yours back together.

As you ran out of tears and your eyelids grew heavy, you didn’t stir when he quietly got out of bed and slipped through your bedroom door, just like that night. His scent faded when the door clicked shut, and still, you didn’t react.

Laying your head back to sleep, you glanced at the clock: four in the morning. The numbers mocked you, a reminder that the remnants of his echo had become your constant and only source of solace.

In the ache of his absence, you felt undeniably alive, realizing, at last, that you had truly loved him all along. If you hadn’t, this ache would have been bearable— it simply wouldn’t exist. 

As you closed your eyes, a faint smile touched your lips at this revelation, you closed your eyes and began to drift off, only to be jolted awake by the relentless scream of time.

4:00 am. 

[inniessick]

What the TXT members are like in bed

Pairing: txt ot5 (separate) x fem!reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: smut obvi, dom!yeonjun, taehyun, hueningkai(?), switch!beomgyu, soobin. kissing, PIV, no protection (dont be silly), cussing, teasing, overstim, titty sucking? (soobin), facesitting (kai), lowkey manhandling (beom, tae), choking (tae), crying (good way, tae), bratty beomgyu, mayhaps that's all lmk if I missed anything.

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yeonjun who can't get enough of being so close to you. he's willing to fuck you absolutely silly anytime you want, even if it means every night. its almost a way for him to show how much he loves you. to be that vulnerable with you. it doesn't matter how, when, or where. he wants to be inside of you in some way. drilling into you from behind while you're struggling to hold yourself up altering cumming for the nth time, "cmon babe, really gonna make me hold you up too? fucked ya too good?" he's dragging his lips along your shoulders and back, lighting tugging your hair. every time you clench around him he lets out a groan or whimper. jjunie is not afraid to make noise and let you know how good he's feeling thanks to you. or, lightly rocking into your cunt in the early hours of the morning just before work. he's not saying much, just "love you, feels good," muttering and holding your back to his chest, taking in your warmth. no matter what though, yeonjun always makes a mess of your cunt. granted, he takes his time cleaning you up, but he loves to see how well you've taken him.

soobin who's such a switch. sub leaning of course. what can he say? he just wants to be taken care of. after all he looks after 4 guys, is it too much to ask to come home and have you ride him till he's panting and overstimulated? he may even let you tie him up and have him sobbing just to cum all for you, "please? let me cum, need to. can't take it anymore," or maybe he wants to suck on your tits and rut his hips into yours. surely you'll be nice to him and just give him what he wants right? after all, he's "such a good boy", until you make him jealous. tables turn real quick. he doesn't care if you "didn't mean to," just what the fuck were you doing choosing to sit with his hyung over him? as if that wasn't bad enough you let him drink from the same cup as you! soobin contained it, until you got home. youre immediately taken to your shared bedroom and pinned onto the bed while he has his way with you. he's grabbing your jaw forcing you to look at him, he's spilt load after load into your pussy; truly not caring how much you've gotten off. "you're all mine, got it? only I make you feel this good, baby. nobody can do it like me. not kai, not taehyun, not beomgyu, and absolutely not yeonjun."

beomgyu whos as much of a tease as he is a brat. he just has to have both. he'll have you crying under him and he works his fingers into you, palm grazing over your clit lightly. it's not enough, you really just need more, more pressure, another finger, anything. "beom, please wan' more. ah- need it, please beomie." "not enough, love? you're still writhing under me. not too sure if you deserve anything else." his goal is to make you beg for him, just for him. after he's done fucking you dumb on his fingers and mouth he'll do it again with his dick. he'll play around and let you ride him, he'll let you be in charge for just awhile, but he won't make it easy for you. "let me be in charge, aren't you tired?" grabbing your hips harshly, "i'm so much better at it too, you'll love it. you always like the way I fuck you." he's already trying hard not to hold you down and paint your insides white, but you dont need to know that. you put your all into your movements, lifting yourself up before sinking all the way back down, attempting to shut him up; but it's beomgyu, in the end he's always gonna win. good thing him winning includes making you cum another couple times.

taehyun isn't here to play games. you're gonna listen to him wether you like it or not. all he wants is for you to be good for him, not that hard right? hes always in charge. you like it that way. rough day at work? he has your knees touching your shoulders, hands pinned to your thighs while you scratch at his shoulders and back. "feels good doesn't it? such a good girl for me, all mine." he fucks into you deeper while littering your neck with kisses and hickeys. everyone knows you're his. "all yours tae. your good girl promise. wanna cum for you, may i? please please." he murmurs a small yes into your neck, bringing one of his hands to your clit making you unravel immediately. he's there to make you listen to him. hand wrapped around your throat, bruises left on your hips from his merciless grasp. he'll bite at your skin, curse against it too. he wants to make you both feel good, just on his terms. you wouldn't have it any other way. not when he kisses every part of your skin, praises you, and leaves you breathless with tear stained cheeks from overstimulation. you bet your ass it felt godly too.

hueningkai.. oh hyuka.. he is there to serve!! tired? let him fuck you to sleep while you cuddle his plushies. want to relax? ride his face please and thanks. wanna stop thinking? he'll make you cum so many times you won't know anything but his name. and hyuka will beg for this, he will absolutely get on his hands and knees and do everything in his power to get you to let him. you won't meet a better service top than him. he's rubbing your back after a bath as you sit on his lap, "you seem real stressed baby." you let out a small laugh, "that would be because i am." you don't know quite how you got there but kai has already taken your panties off and is laying flat pointing to his face, "sit, let me make you feel better," "c'mon kai, you don't have to." "please ride my face, i'll take care of you, just wanna make you cum." he has the most convincing puppy eyes too. inching up more and more before resting your core above his face, not fully sitting. he's gonna change that though. grabbing your thighs and sitting you on his flattened tongue. youre nearing release within minutes. he just knows exactly what to do to get to you; it's his job after all. kai himself is moaning against your cunt everytime you grind down onto his mouth. you're in for a good time alright, he's gonna make sure you relax.

a/n: oh hey sorry for my lack of posting.. take this as an apology???????? i'm gonna try and get back to it guys i swear.. anyways just thinking about with the whole of txt thank yew. again i apologize for not updating.. i was not living the life. i'm trying to keep writing again now tho! for txt now too 🧌. i'm trying guys pls don't hate me istg. yes hyuka gets extra words bc.. im hyuka biased I can't help it guys I got carried away...

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[sxmmerberries]

Asking them if they can sign your maths test paper which you failed - txt maknae line + beomgyu as your older brothers

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[jeonsqn]

ෆ ⁺ ݃˖ ˚ 。 . it's making me cry

[naveries]

kept on your tips. (preview)

pairings. choi 🧸 beomgyu x ballerina 🩰 y/n

masterlist&synopsis. a job opportunity arose from korea. an open spot in a prestigious ballet troupe. having trained from a young age you were not easily shaken by the doubt those around held up in front of you. passion for your career met your love for the korean language + culture and to live there one day. on the path to fulfilling your dreams were harsher than you expected as your sudden addition to the troupe seemed to have troubled those around you. out of said adjustments, there was a matter of who that kept you rather giddy, setting the tone for somedays as a bit brighter and pink than usual. an acquaintance who lived with 4 of his friends you often stumbled upon at your apartment complex whilst you rush out in a hurry to your place of work. may it be in the elevators, in the lobby, or in the hallways after coming back from a long day. it wouldn’t be such a bad thing if you used simple puppy-like infatuation to save your motivation and enthusiasm enkindling a bit further for just a few more days now, would it? to keep yourself moving! or so you thought

profiles. y/n & her troupe

profiles. tomorrow x together

[snowyul]

ooii, você poderia fazer gifs do beomgyu do txt por favor? muuuito obrigada!! e seus gifs sao lindíssimos 💗

♡ oi vida, obrigado pelo o elogio <3, espero que goste dos gifs e peço perdão pela demora!

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[jeongin-lvr]

Deeeee! Hard thoughts of a bet with boyfriend Gyu: whoevers eyes roll back first while fucking loses

and if I said I’ve been marinating on this for a week and all I can think is of how competitive this man is…

Beomgyu isn’t gonna let you win— he never does. That means he’s doing everything in his power— taking advantage of all your weaknesses —to get you just where he wanted you. When you propositioned this little idea to him he immediately laughed because he knew he’d win. You were confident though, and who is he to deny you what you so deeply want? He’ll let you have your blind faith. It was honestly funny seeing you confidently straddle him like that— with his shirt on your body, sloping off your shoulder, dripping off your hips onto your plush thighs. He obviously enjoyed the sight more than anything; however, he wanted to win. He pinched your thighs, “What do I get when I win, baby?”

“When?” You cocked a brow, brushing your lips over his, hips flushed down on his, purposely dragging yourself over his body to elicit small groans from his lips. Beomgyu placed a firm grip on your waist now, tutting slightly as he does so. “When.” He repeats.

You know he’s competitive— annoyingly so. But you were just as bad. So you held his wrists at your waist, circling your hips on his prominent erection now. “If you win… I’ll let you use that gag on me…” Oh. The gag. The gag he bough months ago for you to try that you refused, ever stubborn. If he had no plans of winning he sure as shit did now. His mind immediately plagued with the images of you with the gag in your mouth, drool spilling from your jaw, eyelashes wet with tears… he needed that. Suddenly, he was turning, flipping you onto your back with a quick gasp from your lips. His eyes narrowed as he laughed at your wide eyed expression. Beomgyu’s deep blond strands fell past his jaw while his hands cupped your clothed chest, squeezing hard enough to leave indent of his fingertips in your skin. “And you?” His voice a raspy groan, moving his hands underneath your shirt and finding your hard buds, quickly tugging and abusing them. Pinching hard enough to make you whine. You cocked a brow at him, “Me what?”

“What do you get if you win,” Beomgyu hesitates before smirking and saying, “You won’t but I’m curious..”

“Hah, you’re funny,” You winced when he pinched your nipple extra hard. His hips now rolling into yours, making sure he was making you feel all of him through his thin basketball shorts, “You’re getting tied up. You into that?”

Beomgyu licked his lips, grasping your wrists now and using one hand to keep them above your head, though with much struggle due to you fighting with him. But he won, pinning your hands tightly above your head with a triumphant grin, “Can’t wait to use that gag on your smart ass mouth, baby.”

He was practically ripping your clothes off now, struggling with one hand but somehow managing. His honey locks covering his vision, his slender yet fit frame over yours making you impossibly wet. Beomgyu looked up at you, noticing the slight falter in your once confident expression; now boring a shit-eating grin he asked, “You nervous?”

An hour later, your nails raking deep red streaks up and down his back; his short “oh’s” and “ah’s” slipping out his mouth and directly into your ear. You refused to give into his particular tactics, though they were almost impossible to resist. His digits working tirelessly between your breasts, your overworked clit, and cupping the fat of your ass and thighs. He was honestly surprised you’d lasted this long, his knees dug into the mattress, thrusts erratic as he drilled them into you, the back of your legs adorned with deep strawberry colored marks.

“F-fuck, you’re serious about this, huh?” He asked with a slight laugh, “You wanna see me tied up?”

You nodded, choked moans escaping your throat almost forgetting to breathe as you did so. You blinked, eyes watering as the head of his cock rammed deep into you. You could feel him in your stomach— you could feel him hit your cervix cruelly. Beomgyu looked down at where your two bodies connected, wet sloshing sounds emitting from your spent pussy, leaking load after load, tummy so full of him he could see the slight imprint of his dick in your belly. He hastily brought his hand down to push hard on the bulge— eliciting the most nasty sounds from deep in your gut. Your hands clawed at his neck, whispering his name in an almost astonished tone. “Fuck, baby, I’m so fucking deep in this pussy… feel me all the way here…” he pushed harder at the end of his sentence, emphasizing his statement. He watched your eyes, but miraculously they remained wide, a little hazy but refusing to give into his evil behavior. Beomgyu watched as droplets of his sweat fell down his nose and chin onto your chest and throat…

Your throat, his tongue darted over his lower lip. The pace of his hips drilling into you sped up, hitting hard and quicker. It was almost impossible to keep up with. You whimpered like a dog, clutching his shoulders. Just as you were about to taunt him for not yet winning, his hand clasped over the base of your throat. You gasped sharply, eyes wide. Beomgyu looked prideful, smirking as his grip tightened at the sides of your neck. His words came out like a prayer, he was willing you to fall apart for him. To absolute fail at this challenge you’d propose yourself— how embarrassing.

“Oh, what’s that? Know you’re close again… you gonna show me the pretty whites of your eyes now? C’mon…” Beomgyu panted, “It’s just a silly bet anyway, love… let loose.” You were tempted, so tempted. Your clutches came around his wrist on your throat, panting alongside his little groan.

“Gyu… fuck, you’re so m-mean…” You sighed, your thighs wrapped around his waist, keeping him still for barely a minute, making him sit through all of the convulsions of your pussy, his head twisting with resistance. He shook his head, breathing hard with focus to not cum quite yet. He was sure if he came yet again his eyes would be out of his control. He forced his eyes wide, boring into yours with an almost cruel glare. Your watery as your final orgasm of the night coursed through you, pleading to be released. “Hah, easy win…” Beomgyu’s hand clasped harder over your throat, his other hand finding your sensitive clit, ripping a scream out of your chest. He knew then it was over— he’d won.

Beomgyu watched as your eyes slipped tears down your cheeks, and watched them roll into the back of your head, the whites of your eyes lidded by your eyelids. He was practically bursting with pure smug pride. Beomgyu’s hips stilled as his own orgasm burst through him, thick ropes of cum filling your fluttering cunt, pressed so deep into you you’re sure he not a single drop would slip out.

The room was still dark… until you realized it was just your eyes still rolled back into your head. When you finally came down from your heavenly high, you let out the deepest sigh, eyebrows furrowed. There was a ringing in your ear, but alongside that was Beomgyu’s evil laugh of joy, “So…” He came to lay at your side, sticky mess of cum and sweat in a sheer shine over his body, “Where’d I put that gag, hm?”

[loeyrin]

— talk to me ♡ beomgyu e soobin

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[beomviral]

he looks just like a dream, the prettiest boy I've ever seen

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[summerstarxzx]

sunghoon handing beomgyu the flowers 💐

my pretty boys 🌸

[jenoddity]