#txtimagines

warnings: pw little plot, established relationship, physical affection, they're just giggly :< beomgyu's silly and says a dirty joke, switch!service top!beomgyu, switch!leaning subby!reader, quick oral (fem!receiving), nipple play, intimate but messy sex, light biting, PRAISE PRAISE PRAISE, petnames; (baby, doll, princess, good girl, my girl, honey, my good boy, pretty boy, mommy, sweet cheeks), beomgyu takes a dirty picture, indirect breeding kink, not proofread >//<

he dim lights from the lamp shades situated in each corner of the bedroom had set the mood for the rest of the evening—movie in bed with your beloved boyfriend who agreed to watch the barbie movie with you.

it was easy to get comfortable after a long day, as long as yours and beomgyu's skinship is present, then you'll get huddle together with ease in no time. you're positioned leaning your back against the headboard and he's between your legs—his head resting on your lower abdomen like his personal pillow and his broad shoulders under you legs while he watches intently.

that is, until he said something that caught you completely off guard.

"baby, wanna hear a joke?" you could hear the smug smirk on his voice through his tone.

"go on then."

you let him continue speaking while your fingers loosely played within the strands of his hair, watching his strands slip through as he turns his body around, propping his weight on his elbows and lifting his chin above your lower abdomen.

you notice the way his eyes dilate while looking up at you, making you just as intrigued to hear what he had to say. you just knew it was nowhere near pg-13.

his hands find their way to your hips from under your things, massaging his thumbs ever so lightly on the area. a soft smirk plays on his lips before he speaks.

"let's play dolls. i'll be Ken and you can be the box I cum in." his voice was deep and it lingers.

you'd usually slap his shoulder or playfully shove him off of the bed had it not been for your core throbbing just from the thought of being filled up by your beloved.

you never turned it down because you knew you wanted it just as bad. you're down if he's down.

"you're too smug about that one, honey." your breath quivers from the sensation of beomgyu's fingers lifting your baggy tee, exposing more of your skin on your tummy.

"it was good though, wasn't it?"

he looks up at you with puppy eyes, waiting for some form of a definite answer from you.

"c'mon then, you gonna be my good boy? thought you wanted to cum in me." a mischievous smile gradually appears on your lips as you hold eye contact with the beautiful man between your legs.

the movie had been long forgotten, the volume turned down a little so you could hear how you would react to each other's lingering touches. subtle lights shifting and illuminating your face for him as the scenes behind him continue.

beomgyu had already pulled your shorts down your legs and threw it aside to land on a random spot on the floor. having your cunt bare in front of him had the both of you blushing, regardless how many times you've fucked.

"oh baby, your pussy's so pretty." he coos, swiping a thumb through your folds then retracting his thumb and watching the string of your arousal stretch until it disconnects.

you hear a moan in the back of beomgyu's throat. his eyes were glued onto the sight, ultimately fascinated every single time. he repeats the action a couple more times, brushing against your clit a little higher each time to spread your slick around your pearl, still maintaining his feathery touches.

"f-fuck, beom—" your breath hitches in your throat and your fingers toy with the top of the comforter. "it tickles."

beomgyu huffs, amused at the sight. "yeah? want more tickles baby?"

you nod your head, pouting your lips with your pupils blown out.

"wan' your tongue," you whine, "always makes me feel good."

that was something your boyfriend always loved to hear. he thrives off of pleasing you, wanting you to feel good. and you giving him the green light turned a switch in him to dive into your pussy like he's been starved.

you take your shirt off, head thrown back a little once his lips latch onto your puffy pussy, having your chest heave as his tongue works slowly on your clit. you feel his thumbs stretching your lower lips, lifting his head and you watch a dollop of spit onto your core, feeling it trickle from your clit to your hole.

you loved that beomgyu was messy with you, that's one thing you never get tired of. the sounds of his saliva mixed with your slick paired with the sensation of his tongue messily lapping up and repeating, spitting again until you're all lubed up with a mixture of both your bodily fluids.

"you taste too good, but imma fuck this pretty pussy until it's molded for my dick, hm?" beomgyu sits up with his lips and chin glistening from where the light hits his face,

after he's pulled his shorts off he's immediately fisting his shaft, the head of his penis passing as a matching accessory with his lips, glistening in the dim lighting.

"yes gyu, my pussy's only for you." you gasp when he prods your clit with the head of his cock, sliding it against you. the warmth made your head hazy, just wanting him to bury it deep inside you.

"you've been a good girl for me haven't you?" he coos, hovering above you as he planks his hand on the space by your shoulder.

"'m always a good girl, can you be a good boy and fuck me now?" you place your thumb and index finger beneath his chin, guiding him to your lips you give him a chaste kiss.

though beomgyu's fisting his dick, he slows down as it throbs in his palm from the pet name. as much as he loves his dominant side, all of that crashes when you coo and praise him.

he loves being your good boy.

"fuck, mommy, gonna make you feel so good." beomgyu whimpers.

his mouth latches onto your nipple, twirling his tongue around the hardened bud while your hand is cupping and squeezing the other. he lets go with an audible pop making the both of you giggle together until he trails up your chest with wet kisses, letting his teeth nip your sensitive skin by the crook of your neck.

"shit gyu," you shakily exhale.

he was too far gone with skimming his teeth over areas of your neck, nipping and lightly sucking those areas for you to admire the marks when you look into the mirror in the morning.

"don't worry princess, just admiring your body before I fill you up." his voice a little gruff by your neck and he kisses your lips, biting your bottom lip for your tongue to meet his. you could taste remnants of your arousal on his tongue and it has you smiling.

you love how filthy your boyfriend is, lucky that you were able to spend valentine's evening with the man you call the love of your life. it took you so long for him to open up to you, in terms of getting comfortable with your sex life.

once he found out how much of a freak you are in bed, he never held back in making you feel so good, giving you that princess treatment because you deserve it.

beomgyu sits back on his knees again, back to slowly stroking his dick, aligning the head with your sweet hole that's been squeezing nothing for the past few minutes.

"wan' you deep inside me beommie." the call of his nickname has him plunging deep into your pussy, sliding in nicely after doing a good job slicking you up.

"fuck, so wet and warm f'me," he goes back to littering kisses by your neck. "you alright?"

his pants were contributing to how wet he was making you, the lewd sound of his hips slapping the back of your thighs had your eyes rolling back.

"can feel you deep inside me, shit." you wrap your arms around his neck, bringing him close to kiss him.

"'m making you feel good, doll?" he mumbles by yours lips before capturing your lips and swallowing your moans.

"mhm, harder gyu." you moan against his lips, "making me feel so good."

another praise, another rush of adrenaline has him thrusting harder and picking up the speed and drilling into you until the sound was consistent. he had your whole body jolting upwards while he had a hold on your hip and the other behind your neck.

"ugh princess, you're clenching me already?" he teases, pinching your hip lightly.

he makes you laugh then it morphs into a moan when he bucks his hips particularly harder at a random point.

"you feel so good inside me baby, oh– just wanna be full of your cum."

that almost tips your lover over the edge. you turn your head so you could kiss the area just by the corner of his jaw, behind his ear. you reciprocate the skinship kisses, leading a trail along the column of his neck and nipping and sucking here and there. it'd be a shame to not leave a single mark on his beautiful skin.

"keep talking to me like that," he moans, throwing his head back with is dampened bangs sticking on his forehead.

"mm, my sweet, sweet baby's gonna give me his big load, isn't that right?" you coo directly in his ear, teeth ever so lightly grazing on the shell of his ear.

"yes, yes, yes~ gonna fill you up 'till you're leaking throughout the night." his whimpers sends chills down your spine, words cannot describe how obsessed you are when he switches.

"yeah? you close?"

he nods desperately, doing his best as he pistons you without faltering.

"do it, cum in me like you said baby. my pretty boy's gonna give me his big load." you egg on his orgasm, and it only took your praises and sweet talk to push him over the edge.

you could feel his cock pumping his thick seed inside you, refusing to still his hips and make you cum too. he shudders as he continues to thrust into you, knowing that he'd hit your precious sweet spot when he heard you gasp and your moan cut off in your throat.

beomgyu's back to kissing your neck and shoulders, this time more tenderly, but still sloppy and wet. he'd look at you for a second, admiring the way you're glistening in the dim light.

"god, you're so perfect aren't you, pretty girl?" he's fallen in love with you again. and he'll continue to love you regardless.

"fuckkk, beommie, gonna cum, gonnna cum!"

you whine, feeling the tight sensation in your stomach about to snap. beomgyu's overstimulated and your pussy clenches down on him tighter than before, milking his dick with his second load that night,

"shit baby, 'm right there with you. that's my girl."

both of your moans are in perfect harmony, his arms wrapping around your torso with no space left between your sweaty bodies. heard in the room were ragged breaths as he slows down, noticing the way your legs shake from his shallow thrusts.

"dick's so good it almost had me crying." you brush your hair away from your face, wiping one eye dramatically.

"then maybe next time I should fuck you harder until you're sobbing, how about that?" beomgyu has a stupid smirk on his face, but you love it so much.

"you already know, sweet cheeks."

you pull him down to you again, hand at the back of his neck as you give each other a tender kiss, separating with an audible smack.

the sensation of beomgyu sliding his softening dick out made you shiver, watching the way he reaches over to the bedside table for his phone.

"wanna keep this as a memory," he says, opening up his camera app and switching on the flash. "gonna keep this in my wallet and look at you when I'm having a hard day."

you hear the camera shots, and he takes pictures with his tongue sticking out slightly, concentrating on getting the best angle to see your bare body, legs wide and his cum mixed with your fluid leaking from your cunt.

his words made you blush, though this wasn't the first time you and beomgyu have taken filthy pictures together, this one had more meaning held with it.

"the picture's temporary, baby, but just know I'll be here to make your hard day even better." you manage to sit up, despite the ache between your legs, and wrap your arms around his torso to give him a side hug while you both examine the photos together.

"I love you princess, I love coming home to you every day." beomgyu says softly, putting down his phone to hold your face and kiss your temple.

"I love you too gyu," you briefly squeeze him, "but I'm gonna have to rewatch barbie again, properly."

"I wanna know what happens too." he pouts, almost looking offended you didn't include him.

"no baby, I won't concentrate and you'll end up fucking me again." you imitate his pout and whiny tone.

he chuckles, biting back a grin. "yeah, but you'd love that."

you join him, nudging him and mirroring his grin that he's holding back.

"always. always gonna love that."

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Breaking up with Taehyun had been the best decision you had ever made in your entire life, but it had also been the worst. Nobody, especially not you, would have been able to predict the mess that would unfold afterwards. It was unexpected, it was unlike him… you were terrified, and that’s just the way he wanted you. 

“So, have you been in any relationships before you moved here or…” The man asked, sitting across the table from you at the little hole in the wall cafe. It was a date, the first one you had been on since being moved as far away as possible from the city that you had lived in before, under a different name, a new look, you had a completely different identity. Everything had been changed, your previous identity had been all but erased completely, but that didn’t get rid of the memories that haunted you every single day. Nothing would ever clear your mind of that. 

Your head shook quickly as you nervously brought the cup of coffee up to your lips, your eyes more often than not, darting to look out the window that you both were sitting beside. “No… I haven’t been with anyone else before… Life has just been so busy before I moved… I’m just trying to adjust and settle in…” Technically you weren’t even lying, according to your new life and your new identity, you really hadn’t been in a relationship and you had just moved to this new city from the countryside. Technically, you weren’t lying at all. 

“Well… If you uh… Ever need someone to show you around or… Just…  Ya know… Keep you company… I’m here. You can call me or text me whenever.” He murmured sheepishly, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink and his smiling eyes were cast down towards the table. The gesture was sweet, he was sweet, and you weren’t used to that. In a strange way, it almost scared you more. 

You knew this man would never hurt you, not the way that you had been hurt before, but even that thought was quickly backtracked. You had thought that same thing before and you had been so horribly wrong, that’s why you’re where you’re at right now. Even still, you didn’t want to be alone, you hated it, you could barely sleep at night, jumping awake at every and every little sound that you heard inside and outside of the house. “Yeah… Yeah that would be great actually… Thank you.” 

The date continued on awkwardly, and while you couldn’t see yourself with the guy right now, you thought that maybe, just maybe, once you were over your own traumatic experiences, you’d be open to trying out another relationship and seeing where that one takes you. 

You sat on the couch in your living room, freshly showered, your hair tied up on your head as a much needed spring thunderstorm rolled into the area, the lightning intermittently illuminating the dark gray clouds in the sky as the pouring rain created puddles on every surface. It was your favorite kind of weather, you could easily fall asleep sitting up while listening to the pattering of the rain against the windows. 

The wind was picking up, rustling the freshly budded leaves on the trees that surrounded your house, everything was so beautiful, and the scenery in this new house, in this new area, was more gorgeous than anything you would have seen while living your old life in your old apartment. It didn’t take long for the sounds of the storm to lull you to sleep, your head rolling against the back of the couch, your body succumbing to the exhaustion of living a new life. 

“Wake up, darling…” A soft voice cooed, and the voice sounded so familiar in your head, but you thought it was just a nightmare, you wanted it to be nothing more than a nightmare. You stirred slightly, or moreso, tried to stir, only to realize that your hands wouldn’t move, they couldn’t move. “It’s time to wake up… now.” 

You were conscious, you were fully aware that the voice you were hearing right now was very real, and it was coming from beside your bed instead of inside your head where you thought it was originally. You didn’t want to open your eyes, you were petrified of what you’d see, but you also knew that the longer you disobeyed him, the angrier he’d get. 

Once again, you pretended to stir, rolling over onto your side to face away from him, trying to give yourself just a little more time to prepare yourself before looking at him directly. Your eyes opened slowly, and maybe it would have been better to just look at him, to have opened your eyes and be met with the man who played the starring role in every single one of your nightmares.

Beside you on the bed was the man that you had just seen a couple hours ago, the man that had walked you up to your porch and pulled you into an awkwardly loose hug. His mouth was taped shut and his face was so badly bruised that you could barely even recognize him. Tears stung at the corners of your eyes as you thought of all the ways it could have possibly happened, all of the things that could have been done to him that led up to this moment. He didn’t deserve this, it wasn’t his fault, he knew nothing about your life before. Maybe if he had, he would have avoided you and stayed safe. 

“You cry for such a useless person… He was nobody… Yet you cry…” Taehyun mused, watching with far too much enjoyment as the tears leaked down your face and stained your pillow. “Did you cry for me, darling? You ran away from me… You left me… Like I was nobody.” For a moment you thought he was crying, although you should have known better, but you still spared a glance at him, and that’s all it took for him to lash out. His fist landed against the wall, his eyes wide and crazed as he stared at you. “After everything I did for you!? You left! All I wanted to do was protect you, keep you safe… You don’t know what the world is like.” 

“You hurt me… Taehyun…” You whispered, your bottom lip quivering and your body shaking with fear as your heart sped up. This wasn’t the first time you had seen him like this, but you thought that you’d never have to see it again. “I couldn’t keep living like that… It was too much.” 

He chuckled lowly, the sound was one that you were familiar with, a sound that had your body going cold and all the color draining from your face. “Did you not think that it would hurt me when you left? You ran to the police?! You tried to hide from me!” His voice raised with every word, every sentence, the veins in his neck protruding as he got more and more pissed off. 

You tried to move away, and even though you knew it would only make things worse, you at least wanted to have a chance. “I was scared of you!” You shouted, moving to get up off the bed, but he quickly stood in front of you, his eyes boring into yours. “Y-You…” Your voice was shaky, and just like before, your confidence was gone, your strength was nowhere to be found. Fear took over and it chilled you completely. 

“I what?” He cooed, but venom laced his words, his demeanor was condescending and he knew the power that he had over you. He loved it. Your lips were pulled together tightly, barely even able to breathe as you looked up at him, and the worst part was that you couldn’t bring yourself to look away. “Exactly…” He rolled his eyes as he started pacing around your bedroom, his arms crossed over his chest, his muscles pushing against the tight sleeves of his shirt as he seemed to purposely flex them just to intimidate you more. “Tell me, darling… Did you really think you’d be able to hide from me?” He snickered softly, turning to face you once more, standing right in front of you and kneeling down, his face inches from your own, his breath hot against your face. You shook your head slowly, once again submissive to him just as you had been. “Good girl… I have one more question though… And if you lie to me like you did before, I promise, this’ll be the last time you do.” Your heart was racing, pounding against your ribs, it felt like it would break through. You didn’t know what he was planning, all you did know was that his goal was to scare you and it was working. “Why were you with this… guy? Do you like him? Is he important to you? Did you tell him about me, about how awful I was?” 

It was a strange set of questions, you thought he’d care more about what you had told the police to get you out of that situation. You didn’t think he’d actually care about the man that you had been seeing. “N-No… He’s just a friend… He doesn’t know anything about before…” You whispered, hoping that your words would save the man who was somehow still alive, although badly beaten, beside you. “Please, let him go… He didn’t do anything… Taehyun, please…” You pleaded for the man, your eyes widening and your hand clasped in front of you. 

“Hmm…” He hummed softly, his eyes darting between you and the form of the barely breathing man behind you. “You’re lying to me.” He said flatly, and before the first breath of a syllable could leave your mouth to deny it, he had pulled out a knife and plunged it into the neck of the man, his strained breaths cut off by the blood that now pooled in his mouth and spilled over. 

You muffled your screams in the palm of your hands, sliding off the edge of your bed and onto the floor, trying to move as far away from the crime scene as possible. “What the fuck!?” You screamed in between sobs, scooting up against the wall and wrapping your arms around yourself, as if that would protect you from him and whatever it was that he might want to do. 

“I told you not to lie to me!” He shouted back, his hands running through his hair as he started to pace the room once more. “I told you, and you still lied! This is your fault… You made me do this! I never get my hands dirty…” He was breathing heavily, his entire body shaking with the adrenaline that coursed through his veins. “You see what I do for you? Nobody else would ever go to the lengths that I did for you… Don’t you know that?” He dropped down onto the floor in front of you, his eyes wide and his pupils dilated, he looked like an absolute madman. “I’d do anything… anything for you. You can’t run from me, you can’t hide from me… You’re mine. I love you, my little mouse…” His bloodied hand came up to cup your cheek, your stomach turned when you felt the warmth of the crimson liquid against your skin, but you couldn’t pull away, you were too scared. “Tell me you love me too… Say it.” 

“what’s the time?” you bite back a smile as you see his pink tuff of hair slowly turning back, his expression bored and absolutely done with you and your stupid questions. “is that seriously it?”

“yeah.”

he tells you that it was almost quarter past five in the afternoon, and then goes back to his phone. as he turns on the screen, you notice something a little bit odd but definitely endearing. you and yeonjun haven’t been dating for ages, only a few months, but the two of you we’re already acting like an old married couple. i mean, you guys did know each other years prior dating, so no surprise there.

but what you saw on the screen was still surprising to you - it was a picture of you at a cat cafe, all bundled up in a warm hoodie that coincidentally belonged to yeonjun, smiling warmly at a grey fluffy cat.

“choi yeonjun.”

this time he groans, expecting another stupid question, but his groan gets cut off by something he wasn’t expecting himself:

“am i your lockscreen?” the second the words leave your lips, the man underneath you stills and doesn’t even make a sound. the man child hides his face in the soft black fabric and loudly groans once again. “you weren’t supposed to see that.” you laugh after hearing him fake cry and run your fingers through his messy hair.