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It’s world cat day

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kento's broad shoulder will always be your lifeline during missionary style.

“fuck, you feel so good..” he murmurs each word punctuated by a thrust that hits so deep you gasp, your fingers digging into the firm planes of his shoulders.

you cling to him nails biting into his flesh and he groans a rare crack in his stoic facade, his lips twitching into a faint smirk.

“holding on tight, aren’t you, love?”

“c-can’t help it..” you stammer voice breaking as he angles his hips, hitting that spot that makes your vision blur, your hands slide up gripping his shoulders harder, feeling the power in them as he holds himself above you, his thrusts growing sharper, more insistent.

“kento—fuck—you’re too much.” your words are half plea, half praise, and he leans down, his breath hot against your ear, making you shiver.

“too much?” he repeats voice dripping with that quiet confidence that drives you wild.

“you’re taking me so well, though.” his lips brush your jaw, then your neck, and he thrusts harder, deeper, the bedframe rattling as you moan, your thighs trembling around his waist.

“keep holding on, sweetheart. im not stopping.” you whimper, overwhelmed your body arching into him as he sets a brutal pace, each thrust sending shockwaves through you, your pussy clenching around him like you’re trying to pull him deeper.

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🜼 ⋆ mirror sex + tummy bulging with dilf!nanami kento.

you don’t know what’s filthier: how wet you are, or how completely he owns you in the reflection.

you’re bent over in front of the full-length mirror, palms flat against the glass, your cheek nearly smushed into it. your eyes are glassy, lips parted, spit-slick, and nanami’s chest is flush against your back. one large hand wraps around your throat, fingers pressing just enough to keep you still, while the other is splayed wide across your lower belly, right over the obscene bulge where his cock stretches you out.

“look at that,” he murmurs, voice deep and low right against your ear. “see what you do to me?”

you whimper, body trembling as he pushes his hips forward again. his cock slides back in with no resistance. your pussy’s been dripping since he made you kneel for him at the edge of the bed, since he laid you out on thousand-thread-count sheets like you were something precious. and now, with your thighs shaking and your stomach bulging every time he bottoms out, you’re ruined.

“you’re so fucking tight,” he breathes, sweat sticking to his jawline. “can feel you clenching every time i move. you like seeing yourself like this, don’t you?”

you nod, barely a twitch of your head against the mirror, but he sees it.

“use your words,” he says softly, but there’s steel behind it.

“yes,” you gasp. “yes, kento—i l-love it, i love it—”

“mm.” his hand drags down your stomach, palm skimming over your belly, fingers brushing just above your clit. “then pay attention.”

he fucks you slow on purpose. he’s cruel like that when his deliberate, deep thrusts that hit so high inside you, your toes curl every single time. you watch in the mirror as his cock bulges in your tummy, visible under the soft skin of your lower belly, and your eyes roll back.

“right there?” he asks, almost teasing, as he presses down on the bulge. “that where you feel me, sweetheart?”

you nod frantically, breath hitching. “feels so big—feels too good—”

“of course it does,” he murmurs. “because you were made for this. made for me.”

he gives a sudden thrust that’s harder, rougher even and you cry out, legs buckling, but he catches you effortlessly with a hand around your waist. he’s breathing heavier now, low groans caught in his throat as your pussy squeezes around him. you feel it. you feel him get thicker, twitching inside you.

“you gonna come for me?” he whispers, mouth dragging along your jaw. “gonna make a mess all over my cock?”

you nod again, eyes rolling up. “please—please, i’m so close—”

“good girl. give it to me.”

his fingers press against your clit while his cock pounds deep, every snap of his hips driving the bulge in your belly higher. it’s too much, too intense, too intimate and he doesn’t look away. watches every second of your unraveling in the mirror like it’s his favorite fucking show.

your orgasm rips through you like lightning, very violent, wet, unstoppable. your body trembles under his, your thighs slick and sticky, mouth open in a silent scream.

“there you go,” he groans, fucking you through it, hips stuttering. “fuck, you’re perfect. made me come the second you squeezed me like that—fucking perfect, baby—”

he buries himself deep as he finishes, pressing into that bulge like he’s trying to mark you from the inside out. and then he stays there, chest heavy against your back, breath hot on your shoulder, cock still twitching inside your oversensitive cunt.

“look at you,” he says softly, more reverent now than cruel. “so pretty when you’re full.”

and you watch yourself in the mirror. how your skin is flushed, belly bulging, thighs shaking and realize he’s right.

you’ve never looked better.

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Lookism police au

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Do you get dejavú?

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my eyes are open

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nah but Minseon immediately understanding who Jake is talking about is so fvcking funny

LMAO

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it is sooo incredibly messed up how both of gapryongs sons resent him for being an awful father and then end up resembling him so much

a permanent reminder of the wretched blood that flows through their veins.

they really try hard to not let it define them, but all of the comparisons from those who knew their father must cause that familiar sense of dread come crashing down on them again

am i really like him? him?

the man that i could not stand to grow up as the child of, the one who doomed me to the fate of being his son.

the essence of his soul, does it live through me?

do i breathe life into the image of a dead man by being his reflection?

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What the fuck is 🥺 use your words, I don’t speak bottom (gun probably)

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you ever think about how both samuel and sinu fumbled this bad bitch, cause I do.

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For him serving cunt is not a choice, it's a lifestyle

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i had to do it to 'em

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my mildly insane jake kim thoughts range from :

- him being one of lookism's baddest bitches

- the male thot, boy toy, trophy wife potential??? WOW

- the daddy issues just add to the objectification idk

- stupid, self-sacrificial, silly little meowmeow. im gonna put him inside my pocket

- me at the beginning: big deal sure are a bunch of simps! rip to them but I'm different

me now : if i was in big deal i would probably kill or die to make kim gimyung happy

- HE HAS THE ICONIC CUSTOMER SERVICE SMILE. oh i'm in love with this bitch.

- he looks like the wife/gf who's dead at the beginning of the movie in jerry's imagination lmaooo

- i bet he's into pretty boy dilf tops ( ahem sinu han and eli jang ahem... ptj you are NOT slick)

- he tried so hard to not be like his dad but still got sucked into the gangster lifestyle he wanted to avoid... sinu recruited him for a good cause (protecting the girls and the street) and was arguably someone who genuinely cared for jake AND protected him AND changed his life... but he was also the one who made him enter the very life that jake would rather die than live... IM GONNA JUMP OFF A CLIFF

- in a sense, in order for jake to live the life of his dreams without being haunted by his father, he and sinu should've never met :(((

- ok sad boi hours over. jake is definitely the type to text samuel "u wanna fuck me so bad it makes u look stupid"

- he's big deal's teenage dream

- eli x jake is so precious to me because the FLAVOUR? the IMPACT? the POSSIBILITIES? mmmh yes canonical dilf and severe daddy issues mmmh enemies to lovers

- the epitome of cringe but free

- ptj sure loves making him beef with hets in unhealthy relationships

- oh ik he had the most terrible crush on sinu he's just like me

- the most interesting relationship with my other fav vasco lol

- if u think about it he caused jiho's metamorphosis... YASS GIRLBOSS SLAYY

- JANE KIM, YEJIN KIM, GANGSEO'S #1 NAIL ARTIST

- he's gonna blow the bubblegum i left him but will he blow me hmmm- [gets bonked and locked into horny jail]

- he's sexy, funny, homosexual, a bottom, cute need i say more

- in conclusion my favorite character

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yor: sorry, i have a clingy and feverish secret agent on my lap. ill call you back when i've convinced him that a cold doesn't mean he's dying.

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I love how Yor is like full onboard. Anya is my daughter! No questions asked. She says it with her full chest every time. Anya is her little girl, and they can try pry title of Mother from her cold dead hands. And little does she know that she is Anya's first real Mom. That little girl thinks the world of her! 😭😭😭😭😭

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NOOOO DADDDYYY😩😩😩😩😩