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PRETTY PRINCESS part IIII ─ to find a witch
─ taking a wrong turn in the 4th dimension Beomgyu finds himself two centuries behind his own with no way back, though meeting a pretty princess like you, does not seem so wrong…?
pairings: timetraveler!beomgyu x princess!reader warnings: none
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Heart beating out of your chest, you rush to enter your bedchambers, someone had been in here, or rather, someone was in here. Upon entering the chambers you’re met with the same small servant from earlier that morning. She was busy tending to your bed as old silk sheets lay discarded on the floor. Beomgyu is nowhere to be seen. 
“What’s the meaning of this?” you ask, making the small servant jump. She turns to you, immediately bowing, “your highness, I was ordered to tend to her highness’s room while she’s present at the banquet”, she doesn’t meet your gaze as it’s sternly glued to the floor. You drag a hand across your face, “and you think to follow through without even clearing things with her highness herself beforehand?”. 
The small servant girl looks down as her bottom lip quivers slightly, “m..my apologies, your highness, for I was only following orders…please do forgive me”. You frown, “who’s orders?”, it wasn’t unusual for servants to come and go in your chambers whether it be to clean or check up on you but they would never come unnannounced. 
“I…I’m not sure, I didn’t exactly recognize him..”, she admits as she gnaws on her fingernails. Sighing, you turn toward the doors, “you’re excused”, the small servant immediately scurries to pick up the dirty sheets as she exits the room without question. 
As the doors close your eyes immediately scan for Beomgyu, where was he? “Beomgyu?” you call out as you open the closet doors, no sight of him, you make your way toward the bathroom, “Beomgyu?”. He’s not in the bathroom either. “Beomgyu?”, you lay flat against the floor to peek under the bed. “Beomgyu where are-”, a groan from the balcony has you rushing to your feet. 
The cool night breeze fans your face as you step out on the large balcony, “...Beomgyu..?”. You frown, you were sure you heard him. “Down here, princess”, his words have your eyes widening as you lean over the railing to find Beomgyu hanging from it, his undying smirk still plastered on his face. 
“Mind giving me a hand?” he asks in a cheerful manner but it’s clear that he’s about to lose his grip and fall victim to the bushes below. “I…how in the world did you end up here?”, you try and reach a hand down toward him. 
Beomgyu scoffs, “ask your little servant that, even had the audacity to open the damn balcony doors”. His hand finds yours in a tight grip, he had nice hands you thought. “Okay, I’ll pull you up now”, you say as your arm works overtime to try and pull him. Beomgyu’s laugh echoes off the castle walls, “I highly doubt that”. 
Despite his words you manage to get him back on safe ground again. As Beomgyu stretches his sore arms you glance toward the balcony doors. “Was there anyone else in the room with the servant?”, Beomgyu shakes his head, “not that I could make out”. 
“It’s odd…they never clean my room in the evenings”, you say as the two of you make your way back into your chamber. Beomgyu flops down on the sofa and drags his hands across his face, “fuck that was scary”, he breathes out. Your brows twitch at his use of profanities but you don’t comment on it as you begin pacing around the room. 
“We have far more grave things to worry about”, you run a hand through your now diffused curls. “I can arrange a carriage, but it won’t take me outside the kingdom…”, you stop and turn toward Beomgyu, “and then there’s you. How can I get you to the carriage unnoticed?”. 
Sitting up slightly, Beomgyu rests his chin on the palm of his hand, “how about…”, he grins, “you smuggle me out in a bag?”. You scoff, “and what makes you think I can get you out on my own”, you say. Rolling your eyes as the sudden idea hits you, making you freeze in your tracks, “I can’t get you out…at least not on my own..”. Your words have Beomgyu frowning, “what’d you mean?”. 
Your eyes travel from him toward the large carrier you used to transport different dresses when you journeyed further trips. Beomgyu follows your gaze and immediately clears his throat, “absolutely not”. 
And that’s how Beomgyu finds himself cramped together in the rather small box, swaying back and forth as the guards carry it, the motions could make anyone seasick. It's only past breakfast time as you make your way down toward the grand foyer, outside waits a carriage, supposedly taking you to your aunt. 
Mrs. Vane anxiously waits below the stairs. “Are you sure you will be alright to travel on your own?”. Nodding, you smile, “I’m sure I shall be quite alright, for it is a short trip”, you try and seize her worries, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. 
“And you’re quite certain you don’t want a few palace guards to accompany you?” she bites her bottom lip nervously. You shake your head, “it will only be troublesome for them to travel back and forth, needn’t to worry about me”. 
Behind you one of the guards groans, you hear their quiet mumbling about how heavy your luggage was. Quickly turning your attention back to Mrs. Vane, you bid her farewell, “I must get going if I seek to arrive by lunch”. 
After letting the guards know that you’d do fine with the heavy carrier in the main compartment of the carriage, you’re leaving the palace behind. Pulling the curtains closed over the small windows as you give the lid a light knock. “You can come out now”, you say and Beomgyu pushes the lid open. 
“Fucking hell that’s tight”, he groans as he climbs out of the small carrier. He sits down in front of you as he massages his neck. Gentle fingers graze his shoulders as you tuck in the collar of his shirt neatly. “The clothes suit you”, you say as you lean back. 
Beomgyu mumbles something about them being ancient as he pulls at the sleeves of the white dress shirt. Ancient or not, there was no doubt that the black trousers complimented his already long legs well, contrasted by the white dress shirt, framing his lean torso nicely. You had managed to gather him some clothes the night before. 
“You need more wardrobe”, you state as Beomgyu shoves his supper down. Frowning he glances up at you, “what’s wrong with my clothes?”, you snort, “the smell”. 
“That’s the smell of a real man, princess”, he grins and you grimace in disgust, “then I shall hope to marry a woman”. Beomgyu rolls his eyes as he sets his empty bowl down, “fine then, what do you suggest I do? try on a dress of yours?”. 
“It would certainly be a sight to see”, you smirk as you walk over to your dresser. Opening it, you’re not surprised when you don’t find anything that would fit him in the slightest. “I could perhaps…”, you draw your bottom lip between your teeth, “maybe go down to the washroom and…just borrow a couple of things”. 
Beomgyu raises an eyebrow, a playful look on his face, “your highness, I didn’t take you for a thief”. Eyes widening at the accusation, you let out a small gasp, “I am certainly not! I shall return them as soon as I’ve sent you off to your own world”. 
“And you think no one’s going to notice the fact that there’s clothes missing?”, he asks to which you confidently cross your arms, “certainly they will notice, however no one would dare suspect the princess of such an act”. 
Beomgyu smirks, “feisty, I like it”. 
You glance out the small carriage window, your surroundings were nothing more but mere vegetation. Large oak trees surrounded your path, you recognized them all, you were still on royal grounds which would take you all the way to your aunt’s house. 
“Now what?” you ask as you give Beomgyu a worried glance. He grins, did he have an endless supply of confidence? “Can you make him stop?” he nods toward the driver. You nod, “I can, but what will you do?” his confidence worried you. 
“You’ll see”, he shrugs, intent on not letting you on to more information than that. Sighing you give the carriage walls a light knock, “sir, may we take a small break? I need to stretch my legs”. 
The carriage slowly comes to a stop and you hear the driver get down to come around and open the door. You glance over at Beomgyu who seems completely relaxed with the situation at hand. 
When the small carriage door squeaks open however he is quick to move. Napkin in one hand he covers the driver’s nose and mouth as the other holds a firm grip on his neck. The driver stumbles backward in surprise and Beomgyu is quick to follow him out of the carriage. 
The driver fights against his grip for another thirty seconds before he passes out. Beomgyu proceeds to gently set him down by the nearest tree before standing up and dusting off his pants and shirt. 
He turns to you with a smirk, “shall we get going, princess?”. Your jaw hangs open in shock and your eyebrows raised to the skies, “what did you do to him?” you ask as Beomgyu climbs up on the driver’s seat. He shrugs, “just put him to sleep, he’ll be awake within the hour”. 
His words did little to soothe you as you glanced toward the now discarded driver, then back at Beomgyu whose hand was extended to you. With your hand in his you let him pull you up beside him. You had never sat here before, your father always insisting that a lady should travel safely inside the carriage. 
Beomgyu turns the reins over in his hands as he studies them with a frown, “do you even know how to drive this?” you ask to which he shakes his head. “But it can’t be that hard”, he says as he gives the horses a quick whip with said reins. The carriage is immediately put in motion and you find yourself gripping onto his arm to steady yourself. “You alright there, princess?” you can practically hear the smirk on his face. 
Ignoring his words you settle back against the carriage, “keep going straight ahead for now”, you instruct and Beomgyu nods, “yes ma’am”. 
The ride is quiet for the next hour, the sound of hooves clattering against the roads and the light squeak of the carriage can be heard. Your mind wanders and you’re filled with worry as you wonder how the news of your disappearance will be received at the castle. The driver surely would have awoken by now. 
You doubt that they would even be able to inform your father, wherever he may be at the moment. But Mrs. Vane, she would be worried sick, maybe you should write her when you arrive? No you couldn’t risk such a thing just to ease your own worries, that would certainly be selfish. 
Your thoughts are interrupted when you suddenly realize that the scenery is new, foreign to you. Sitting up straight you glance around the area, the trees here were darker, taller, and growing a lot closer. You were outside of royal grounds, you almost couldn’t believe it. 
“Stop”, your words surprise yourself as much as they seem to surprise Beomgyu. “Something wrong, princess?” he asks as the carriage comes to an abrupt halt. You don’t reply as you glance around the forest surrounding you. 
Squirrels running along the tree trunks, birds nesting on the largest branches and bunnies digging homes for themselves in the ground. Life here seemed…wild, it felt natural, as if your life in the castle had been a fabricated version created for your safety. 
“Shit, you ain’t lie when you said you’ve never been outside the castle, huh?” Beomgyu’s gaze follows yours. Shaking your head you swallow a deep breath, “no I never…”, you begin but your eyes get stuck on a small deer calf, carefully making its way over the road. It stops in the middle of the path as it looks up at your carriage. Mere seconds later it takes off into the forest again. 
“Where’s her mom?” your thoughts project loudly, Beomgyu remains quiet for a moment, “she’s probably waiting somewhere in the forest”, he frowns, “how do you know it’s she?”. You roll your eyes, “she was too pretty to be a male”, you say and Beomgyu scoffs, “that’s biased logic”. 
You shrug, “perhaps, but it has yet to prove me wrong”, you lean back in your seat once more. “I’ll prove you wrong”, his sudden words have you quirking an eyebrow at him. Beomgyu turns in his seat so that he’s completely facing you, “I’m pretty, aren’t I?”. 
There was no denying that he was. You thought Beomgyu to be one of the most handsome men you’d met, and you had met plenty. His long dark hair shimmered in the small specks of sunlight that crept their way through the trees. Pink dusted lips that would form into the prettiest of pouts whenever he was deep in thought. His dark eyes that always held a mischievous glint and were far too easy to get lost in. 
Though you would rather dance five dances with Mr. Fitz than admitting such a fact to Beomgyu’s face. Truth is you knew nothing of how the ladies of his time looked, but from the way he looked, it was pretty easy to understand that you most likely didn’t stand a chance. 
“I suppose, you’re alright”, you say as you pray your voice presents as nonchalant. Beomgyu grins, “I’ll take the compliment”, he says as he turns back to get the carriage in motion again. 
“How was your banqeull?” he asks, keeping his eyes strained on the road ahead. “You mean the banquet?”, you smile and Beomgyu nods, “yeah that thing”. You bite the inside of your cheek as you recall last night's events, “it was rather dreadful if I’m being honest..” 
Beomgyu’s eyes doesn’t leave the road but you notice a small quirk of his eyebrow as he speaks, “why? wasn’t it practically for you?” His words make you realize that perhaps your wording was quite insensitive, but then again, you hadn’t asked for this banquet, you hadn’t even asked for this life. Though you suppose others have it far worse than yourself, and perhaps it was insensitive to whine over such a thing. 
Your silence had him speak once again, “I think I would find it dreadful too”, he states. “Wearing one of those prison garments around my waist all night and making small talk with old men”, he shrugs. His words manage to bring a small smile to your lips. 
“The corset certainly brings a certain discomfort, but not all the men are old, some are my age too”, you say as your gaze falls on the horses pulling the carriage. Beomgyu is silent for a moment before he speaks, “you found anyone you like yet?”. 
“No”, you sigh, “they’re all dreadfully indifferent”. “You don’t know how many times I’ve had the weather of the coming week told to me in one night”, you exclaim, failing to notice the small smile tugging at Beomgyu’s lips. 
“I could tell you the weather two hundred years from now if you so wished”, he smirked, “bet none of those men can”. You roll your eyes despite the smile playing on your lips, “I fear you put them at a great disadvantage”. 
Beomgyu glances at you, his gaze lingering for longer than a moment before returning to the road, “don’t know what you’re talking about, princess”. 
The sun has already begun to set as the carriage leaves the main road and travels off to a smaller and narrower path. The trees grow higher, closer, darker. The air shifts from a warm night breeze to a cold frosty one, it makes you shiver. 
“We should be there soon”, you comment as you glance toward Beomgyu, his gaze fixed on the road as he leads the horses carefully through the narrow path. The carriage squeaks and rattles behind you in a most unsettling way. 
You pull your bare arms around yourself in an attempt to warm up. The thought of not making it to the witch’s house before dark made you uneasy as every turn only led you to more trees and you dwelled deeper into the forest. 
An arm wraps around your figure, making you jump slightly. “Shoulda brought a jacket, princess”, Beomgyu says as his hand rubs your forearm. Wide eyes travel from his hand on your arm, to his face, he looks as if nothing, eyes focused on something far in the distance. 
“That it?” he asks as a small house comes into vision. You follow his gaze, the cottage was old and worn down. The windowsills had lost almost all of its blues and vines climbed their way along the cobbled stoned walls. The garden was overgrown and the once small sign was barely readable. Yet you could make out the small font, “Endora Wright”, engraved in the peeled wood. 
Taking in a deep breath you nod, “indeed it is, now we’re just missing the witch herself”.
A/N ─ hiii! this chapter is a lot shorter, I apologise but I want the next chapter to be centred around the witch's hut and the events taking place there, hence the abrupt ending!
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IN THE DARK
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genre: smut, non idol au, (there's barely plot) pairing: roommate! beomgyu x roommate! reader Warnings: oral (m. and f. receiving), unprotected sex (dont!), unedited so probably bad writing word count: 3.8k summary: when the lights go out, beomgyu goes to you, his pretty roommate, for comfort.
“AH, WHAT THE FUCK”
If you had to be honest, you don’t know just what scared you more; if the so sudden power outage that left you completely in the darkness of your room or if the incredible loud scream your roommate let out just a second after. You scoffed under your breath when you heard, just a few seconds after his scream, the loud thumbs of his hurried steps down the hall getting nearer and nearer. The door crashed open and you could notice, thanks to the nightlight coming from your window, the silhouette of the tall boy leaning against your door frame.
“Hey, are you okay? I just heard you screaming.” He asked trying to hide the fear in his voice.
You rolled your eyes and reached out your hand to grab your phone placed on your nightstand, grimacing when you read the 4% of battery it had. You put it back down and looked again at the boy. Beomgyu blinked, trying to adjust his sight at the darkness of your room while trying not to rush inside and hide under your bed at the creeping darkness on his back, the hairs of his neck bristling. It made him so nervous.
“Does your phone have battery?” You asked, lazily getting up from your bed. Beomgyu felt a sense of relief washing over him after hearing your voice; at least he wasn’t alone to die in the dark.
“Barely.” He answered, looking down at the screen on his phone. He heard you sigh and walked closer to him, stopping just a few inches before your feet touched his, both of your tilting your heads to look at each other’s eyes. “W-what?”
“I’ll see if we have some candles left.” You answered softy, pointing with your finger to the boy blocking your way out. “Need to get through the door first, silly.” Beomgyu’s mouth formed a small ‘o’, nodding softly before he decided to speak again.
“M’coming too.” He mumbled, taking a step in your room for you to walk out first into the hall. You sighed a chuckle and made your way to the kitchen, touching the wall to guide you. Behind you, the floor creaked as the boy followed you closely- Like, really close; enough for you to feel his breath fanning over the back of your neck.
You both made your ways into the kitchen; a soft grunt came from you as you stumbled at the corner of the counter, stopping abruptly while you rubbed the spot in your stomach where it hurt. Beomgyu’s body softly crashed against yours and his hands quickly found your waist, trying to stabilize himself and keeping you close. Your eyes widened and you thanked there was no light in the room for the boy to see your expression, because you would have surely get teased at.
“What is it?” He asked, his head tilted from over your shoulder. You gulped as his breath hit your cheek. His cold hands on your skin making you tense for a second before you rested your own hands over his, squeezing softly. You mumbled a short nothing before keep on walking, tugging at the boy for him to move too, which he made trying not to step on your toes, his hold in your waist never letting go.
Your hands let go of his and reached to the cupboard until your fingers brushed what it felt like candles, taking out one from inside. You grabbed the lighter on the counter and turned around on your spot before lighting one, a small smile on your lips as it lightened a little. You felt the hands on your waist tightened and you looked up at Beomgyu, whose eyes were looking into yours already.
“You feel better?” You asked him, searching for any sight of fear in his eyes. After a year living with the boy, since your mutual friend Kai introduced you to the boy who was looking for a roommate while you searched for a place to live, you had learnt a few things about him; like the kind of music he liked listening to, or how loud he could get sometimes -especially when he played his games online-, or how he was a very sweet but a very clumsy person too, or how scared he was of the dark.
You still remember that time you learnt about his fear; you weren’t home when the outrage happened and it had come back when you got back home; you found him hugging himself on the couch, his eyes red from crying and the tired look on his eyes; all of him covered in cold sweat.
“… I can light another candle if you want.” You spoke again after a few seconds of no answer from the boy. His lips curled into a small smile before he shook his head, eyes flicking to the fire in between you two.
“This much is fine, just…” He gulped, taking a small step back and tugging you while at it from the hold in your waist. “Just stay with me, please.”
You allowed him to pull you into his room, pushing the door close behind you. You looked down at Beomgyu while he took a sit down on the edge of his bed, his hands never leaving your waist, as he looked up through his long eyelashes at you. You felt your face heating up and had to clear your throat as you took a step to his side and sat down on the place next to him, his hands finally letting go of you reluctantly.
“Wanna try and get some sleep?” You asked him but Beomgyu shook his head, shifting in the bed to look at you. You couldn’t help but to let out a soft, awkward laugh at the weight of his gaze on you and look away from him, your eyes landing on the guitar laying behind him on his bed. “Oh, were you playing before? How’s your music coming?”
Beomgyu looked over his shoulder to his instrument. “I actually was polishing a new song before the light went off… Let me play it for y- I mean, do you wanna heart it?” You nodded excitedly and Beomgyu sighed a chuckled before grabbing his guitar and placing it over his lap, his fingers caressing the strings and beautiful melodies coming from it.
Was it because you were immersed in the dark o was his voice always this deep? You blinked a little surprised; maybe the fact that you got to live with his screaming-ass 24/7 had made you forget about his actual pretty and calm voice. You hummed in delight and closed your eyes, enjoying the music and the warm that irradiated from the candle.
Beomgyu cleared his throat after his song ended, looking at you while your eyes were closed. He put down his guitar against the wall and moved just a little closer to you, the sudden shift making you open your eyes to look at him. You smiled a little.
“You have a really beautiful voice, I liked it.” You whispered, suddenly feeling so tiny under his piercing gaze; his brown eyes shone with the fire reflected on them. Beomgyu leaned in closer to you, his hand resting over the one you were holding the candle with, and his long fingers brushing the line of yours. Little strands of his hair fell over his eyes and brushed against your forehead, making you ticklish and moving your head back unconsciously; he followed you, inching closer and closer until his hot breath hit against your cheek as he tilted his head; dry yet plump lips brushing against your skin.
Your breath got caught up in your throat and you swear your hand would’ve shake if Beomgyu wouldn’t have been holding it with his own big hand.
“Wait…” You whispered, your eyes flickering to look at his when his free hand went to cup your face and softly guided you to look up at him. “The candle… you’re gonna get burned-
Your words died as Beomgyu blew the candles out; darkness engulfing you again, senses sharpening and soft lips connecting to yours in a second. Oh, he was sweet. Your eyes furrowed as you closed your eyes and a long sigh scaped through your nose, the extinguished candles in your hands fell and you didn’t care to look where before your hands grabbed each side of the boy’s face, deepening the kiss.
Beomgyu’s heart beat loudly against his chest; was it his fear of the dark or was it you? He didn’t care to stop to think as his hands pressed against the mattress on your back, leaning in until you fell on your back with him towering over you. Your hands were so soft, not like his all calloused. He liked the way your hands caressed his cheeks before sliding to the back of his neck, massaging his sculp and playing with his soft, long hair.
A quiet gasp came from your lips when a pair of hands firmly grabbed your waist, skin against skin as your shirt had rolled up a little. Beomgyu’s soft lips nibbled down at your bottom lip and pulled, brushing his tongue against it before sliding it into your mouth, caressing your own tongue with his. You felt the way his legs shifted and how he straddled your lap, each knee at each side of your hips.
“God, so soft…” Mumbled the boy, pulling away from your mouth only to stick immediately to the skin on your jaw, then your neck and collarbones, leaving a trail of wet kisses and nibbling at your skin occasionally. You sighed; it felt good- the way his mouth moved experimentally on your skin earning each soft sound from you. Beomgyu enjoyed the little sighs you let out, but he wanted to ear you more.
His hands slowly made their way up, calloused fingerprints brushing up from your stomach to your ribs and stopping just a second at the line of your breasts, as if waiting for you to say something, which you didn’t. At the same pace, his mouth left a soft kiss in the middle of your chest that moved up and down swiftly. His nose buried in your breasts, sniffing and groaning low at the softness and warmth of the spot.
His hands slid under your bra; your back arched when his thumps rubbed against your nipples until erecting them to pull from them; a whine came out of you and Beomgyu grinned against your skin, nibbling at your skin before he swiftly took your bra out. His mouth -warm, hot- went over one of your breasts, his tongue moving again and again at your nipple, sucking and biting softly while one of his hands took care of the other breast.
“O-oh-“You whispered a groan, feeling your skin crawling at the contrast of the air hitting your bare skin and the warm from Beomgyu’s mouth. Beomgyu shifted to the other breast, repeating his actions; kissing, licking, sucking, biting, smirking at your precious sounds, groaning at the pulls from his hair.
“Does this feel good?” He asked, his nose brushing at your chest while his tongue stuck out and lick down until he reached your abdomen, his hands immediately covering your wet breasts when his mouth was off them. He tried looking up at you from a response, but he couldn’t see anything; unlike your room where the dim light from the moon came, his had most of the time his curtains closed. “Mhm?” His nose pressed against your pelvis, the vibrations from his voice making you squirm under him. “Do you want me to stop? Just say yes and I’m off of you.”
Truth was, you didn’t want him to stop. This was such an unfamiliar side of the Beomgyu you knew and it intrigued you, but mostly you were already too horny to want to stop him. You wanted him.
“… Gyu, touch me more.” You whispered, almost inaudible but it reached the boy’s ears perfectly. His hands abandoned your breasts and his fingers slid under your sweatpants’ waistline, pulling them down and off of you. His hands grabbed your hips and scooted you closer to him, now laying down on his stomach. His nose brushed against your pelvis again before it trailed down soon reaching your aching clit; you flinched when his nose rubbed against it, your mouth gaping open as he repeated the movement again and again and again, soft whimpers reaching his ears. “No- No teasing.”
“Aw, but you sound so pretty when I do.” He smirked before pressing his darted open lips against your covered core; a soft groan erupting from his throat as his senses swamped in the essence of you, already soaking wet the thin cloth of your panties. He hummed against you, biting back the smile on his lips when your back arched at the vibrations. “Smells s’good in here.”
His nose rubbed against your clit a little more while one of his hands trailed down from your hip to your thigh, caressing your skin ­-fuck, so soft- until his fingers brushed against your wet entrance. He moved aside your panties, barely pulling his face away from you until you were exposed for him. His lips bumped against your wet folds and a moan from you had him smiling against your warm pussy, while your hands went down to hold onto the man’s hair.
“O-oh, Gyu- that- ah, that feels good.” Your breath itched as his tongue stuck out of his mouth and gave you a long lick from the base of your entrance until your clit. A moan scaped from you. Beomgyu repeated the same action with his tongue one, two, three- a lot of times until he had you trying to close your knees around his face and whining underneath him, squirming while trying to get more friction of his mouth against you. “C’mon, don’t be mean.”
Beomgyu chuckled; firm hands now grabbing the inside of your thighs and spreading them apart before swamping into you again, this time fastening the pace of his tongue, lewd sounds of slurping and wet kisses reaching your ears even though most you could hear was your own noises. You hardened your hold in the boy’s pretty hair and bucked your hips up, trying to relieve your aching on his pretty mouth that, as soon as you started moving, had his tongue out for you to use as you pleased.
Beomgyu pressed his face closer to you, chin and nose drenching in your juices as you moved up and down; his tongue didn’t resist much still until he began matching your movements with it, up and down against you.
“Ah-fuck, Gyu, m’close”
“Cum then, angel,” Beomgyu huffed against you, his fingers grabbing your squirming legs down, probably leaving bruises mark on your skin but he couldn’t see. “fuck- you’re so hot, cum in my tongue, y/n, m’gonna take all of you.”
It didn’t take you long to reach your climax after Beomgyu’s tongue started fucking you in and out while he groaned against your entrance and you fucked his face with your pussy. You bit down your lip trying to muffle the sounds but still, moans and whimpers came from you as your juices covered the man’s tongue. Beomgyu gathered your juices on your tongue until he felt you were clean enough.
“You good?” He asked after a few seconds of silence where he only could hear your fast breaths. You gulped and nodded, remembering he couldn’t see you.
“Y-yeah, just… catching my breath.” You answered, feeling your cheeks burn up and, even though you really couldn’t see him, you knew he had that stupid smirk of his on his face.
“Okay, take your time.” And he did have a smirk on his face. Beomgyu sat down putting some space in between you two, the taste of you still lingering in his mouth. You pushed yourself up and palm the same in front of you, eyebrows narrowing when you didn’t find him. Crawling, you moved a little closer to where the bed sunk.
“Where are you?” You questioned, finally brushing his arm. Your hands found his face and you pulled him closer, clumsily placing your lips over his, your own taste invading your mouth. Beomgyu’s breath got caught up in his throat when your tongue pushed past his lips, moving around his mouth like you owned him. “It’s my turn now.”
“Mhm? Oh.” Realization fell upon him as your hands fell on his lap, stroking his boner over his sweatpants. You got up from the bed and kneeled on the floor, in the middle of his spread thighs. He bit his lip, head falling over his shoulder while your fingers pulled his pants down until they touched the floor. “You’re gonna make me feel good, right ang- aw, fuck-“
Beomgyu gulped down his own words when your hand grabbed his archin dick, after pulling down his boxer, and collected the wetness from the pre-cum of his tip, spreading it all along his length. Your free hand rested on his thigh, fingers pressing down on it for support while you moved your face closer to him. He felt so big in your hand; could he even fit in your mouth?
Beomgyu’s stomach tensed when your breath hit against his dick before you placed down a wet kiss on his tip, lips darting open and tongue poking out to brush against him, the saltness of his pre-cum invading your mouth. It was addicting. Soon you found yourself lowering your mouth to his base and giving a long, slow lick from there up until you reached his tip and then got him into your mouth, tongue swirling around his length.
You felt his body tensing up while you bobbed down your head, painfully slow for him, making sure your tongue reached everywhere possible. Beomgyu’s hands closed in fists against his mattress and he swirled his tongue on lips lip before trapping it down under his teeth, hissing at your pace. Were you taking revenge for his teasing? Oh, you were such a greedy little thing. Beomgyu smirked, lip still trapped under his teeth before a hand landed on top of your head.
“Mhm, that’s much better, angel,” he hummed after he had pushed your face down on his cock, feeling his tip reaching the back of your throat and you moaned against him; your eyes prickled with tears you had to blink to suppress. The hand on your scalp tug from the makeshift ponytail, making you moved up and down again, each time harder, on his dick. “Such a pretty mouth for me, making me feel this good, angel- fuck, you like that, no? Being used for me to cum, uh? You want that? Me cumming all over your pretty hot mouth? Better fucking fill your mouth with all my love.”
You whined; he sure talked a lot now that his mouth wasn’t occupied with something else. But in reality, his lewd words had you rubbing your thighs together and clenching around nothing. Beomgyu let go of the hold in your hair and leaned back, pressing both his hands against the mattress on his back as he let you take over. Fuck, he wished he could see you right now so prettily sucking him off while drool fell from your chin and you looked up at him with whose cute eyes of yours.
He bit down on his bottom lip, his head falling back while his abdomen twitched; a long, rasp groan erupted from his throat before he had his ropes of cum filling your mouth. He whined, feeling how you sucked all of his juices with your hot tongue, cleaning him just like he had cleaned you before.
His hand moved forward to hold your chin and his thump pressed against your lip before moving inside your mouth, your tongue quickly twirling around his fingerprint. Beomgyu hummed pleased. “You swallowed all of it? Good, angel, now come up here.”
You climbed up his lap after rolling down your panties and straddle him with his hand on your waist guiding you. You rested your hands on his shoulder as you lifted yourself up, feeling how he grabbed his dick and placed his tip against your entrance. His hot breath brushed against your cheek before he pushed you down onto his length, moans scaping from both of you as he filled you up.
“What the fuck, you’re so tight? Agh- god, you feel s’good, angel but you’re gonna make me cum in no time if you suck me up like that.”
Beomgyu found your lips in no time, crashing his against it and kissing you like a starved man, while you started pacing up on his cock, hearing the way his breath would flinch or the sweet moans against your mouth. His hands trailed down from your waist to your ass, grabbing and squeezing harsh. His mouth fell open when he felt the way you squeezed him inside.
“Oh, you liked that, didn’t you? Fuck, okay-“ Suddenly, he fell on his back and pulled you with him, you whined at the sudden crash but the sound quickly morphed into a moan as Beomgyu held your ass in his hands and started thrusting his hips faster from underneath you. His thrusts turning into ramping at the sweet sound of your moans against his ear, making his eyes roll to the back of his head. “You’re squeezing so hard, baby, are you gonna cum again? Do it, then.”
“Fu-fuck, Gyu, s’too much…”
“You can take it, though, you’re a big girl.” He tilted his head and planted a kiss on your ear, before he started nibbling at your earlobe. Your mouth formed an ‘o’ shape while your eyes rolled back, it was all so lewd; the noises from skin hitting against skin, the soft groans from his on your ear. Your breath hitched and you felt your release cover all of Beomgyu’ cock that continued his fast ramping inside you, wet sounds reaching your ears. “God, you came so much, y/n, so fucking much.”
You moan against the skin on his neck where you hided your face while he thrusted the last times into you before cumming as well. His hands caressed your ass before they were up again, hugging you closer to his chest that moved up and down while catching his breath. Beomgyu was still inside of you when he moved in his bed and laid comfortably, head resting on his pillow and you laying on top of him.
Soon, soft snores reached his ears and he chuckled silently, hands caressing your exposed back and hair. Just when he was about to fall asleep as well, with you in his arms, the light came back.
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