sweet temptation

but instead of making him pliant and whiny, the more you tease him, the more you're just riling him up and when you finally free him from his constraints :) all the best hun! good luck trying to walk the next day!

(literally fucking growling and grunting through your torture, his gaze on you murderous ohmygoddd don't free him for your own sake)

dom!gyu quickly goes from soft to hard and meandom!gyu

(i'm soaked i'm sorry) (also hoping you're still alive after seeing txt aaah)

our telepathy is stronggg darling bc i was just talking about how dom!gyu would only sub upon his partner’s request!!

contrary to doja, he wouldn’t exactly hate you— he would just rethink his decisions on why on earth. did he let you do this. and why are you doing good????? where did you learn this from (him obviously) and it’ll only boost his ego so he’ll let you have your fun a little longer than planned (he loves u too much aww)

when his patience is wearing thin, i see him getting cocky so he’d spit back things like “really?” “having fun, baby?” “let’s see where all that sass’ll go tomorrow” he couldn’t help himself despite your agreement (bc just last night he was the one ordering you around)!!!! but he’d still let you have your way lol <33

….don’t just unconstraint him too soon or else he’ll show you how it’s supposed to be done (with you on bed all night— and soon enough, all day because you’ll be walking side to side)

yk me as a dom!gyu believer, but!! i personally think he could switch too (shocker i know)

only in the sense that he’d give his partner the freedom to take control every now and then, depending on what they like ;;) (i also like to think sometimes he’d be so desperate to have you so he’d go “please i’ll do anything you want just let me have you tonight” practically bargaining away his dignity) but other than that? his horny cocky ass would absolutely ownnn that bed

he definitely could switch he just doesn’t want to

but at the end of the day, i firmly believe just having you matters more to him than who’s in control. that’s why to me he can be both !!

i love how you said girly pops darling lmfaooo

because yes even if that man is an aegyoful woman, have you seen his eyes? eyes that only a dom would have?

I have so much to say

LIKE WHERE DO I LOOK?!

HIS FACE HIS HANDS HIS HAIR?!

the best thing about this pic is the cum sweat stains on his black top like????

post fuck view when beomgyu isn’t even done practicing the new choreography yet, but he can’t take it anymore so the moment he gets a break, he drags you into one of the secluded practice rooms, standing behind you as your eyes meet in the mirror while he brings out all his suspended energy on you

when he finally pulls away, neither of you notice the evidence left behind— some of it ending up on his shirt. so when he casually walks back into the main practice room, completely oblivious with the way his hair is splattered and sweat tricking all over him despite being on break, the members take one look at him and burst into laughter.

bandana beomgyu im stuck in the washing machine

ILYYY DARLING u get me <3

no no no you’re so right we should NEVER stop talking about how the biggest cutieful baby is so hot whatever he does..

even this video of does something to me like the gender envy i have for him goes deep deep you have no idea

cr. dayodayomemory

i will i will, much more now 😝 especially when our beomgyu here effortlessly looks hot in every occasion it’s literally so unfair

oh darling you have no idea…

i love ur acc, just wonderind at what times do u come online,,,, cuz i check your page everyday and on the days u do i completely miss it ://///

hiii darling thank you 🩷

i try to post every other day (or schedule posts sometimes) but for the past two weeks i’ve been really busy with university so i’ve only been around whenever i could!!

good news though, I’M FREE!!! my semester just ended and i’ll be really active again so prepare to be sick of me lol XD i just need to settle a few irl commitments first so i can spend more time here freely <3

beomgyu is completely aware of his height, completely aware of how he towers over people, completely aware that he stands out.

you know that confidence a little too well for your liking, know that even his little beomgyu was big, as his fits always imprinted his length— it was something you were always surprised by, something new despite having seen it countless times.

you hated that it’s right for him to have that self awareness because he has something to brag about, anyway.

and it seems like he gets bigger by the minute, and fuck, how many weeks has it been since you last saw him?

what you didn’t know is that he wore your his favorite sweatpants today just for you, the one particular reminder of how much of a stand out he is, hoping for some action from you, or from himself— when he decides to stop fighting that sexual tension between you.

x

lives veiny hands

this angle really showcases beomgyu’s height! and you’re sooo right he’s already perfect as he is like look at those proportions 🫨

plus points for how effortlessly he works his hands on stage (and off stage…) like the precision is crazy good

beomgyu candy in my ear is the best thing that ever happened to me

his aura at this stage was genuinely insane. he looked like an animal that had been holding himself back for far too long

the thing about beomgyu is he barely even shows skin. he doesn’t need to. his real killing point has always been his expressions— one look from him feels like being stripped bare where you stand, knees weak before he’s even done anything at all. that man can have an entire crowd losing their minds just from the way he stares into the camera it’s fucking ridiculous

cr. only_y, segai

beomgyu knows exactly what his deep voice does to you, the way it melts straight between your thighs before his hands even touch you.

and when he gets close— his words start slipping into satoori, thick on his tongue because his brain can’t hold onto anything else anymore except you. never mind that you barely understand him; you can’t comprehend a single thing anyway with him buried so deep inside you.

all you know is the sound of his voice, low and rough in your ear, asking you something in that dialect, and you nod yes every single time. when you finally open your eyes, he’s already staring:

“do you know what you just agreed to?”

trans: hey, don’t zoom in!