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kaicheri · 1 month

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BEOMGYU :: ‘MINISODE 3: TOMORROW’ CONCEPT TRAILER SHOOT SKETCH

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kaicheri · 2 months

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240301 yawnzzn Instagram post

I’ll see you there tomorrow 💘

#my godddddd #tomorrow x together #txt #choi yeonjun

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kaicheri · 3 months

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(240203) jjunie's capture time

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kaicheri · 4 months

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warnings. royal au, perv!beom, virgin beomgyu, sort of a degradation kink going on here lol

prince!beomgyu who has a reputation of being a womanizer but its all just his father having to do the work of spreading those rumors because the prince hasnt shown any interest in any of the beautiful lady in waitings—better to be known as a womanizer than a weak feminine man that cant get girls. whole time the reason hes not showing any interest to other women is because of the pretty servant girl, you—that has been working for his family ever since both of you were children. you dont know why he follows you everywhere all of a sudden, especially considering the fact that hes been a bitch to you as children. you think its one of his tauntings and pranks, trying to aggravate you so you finally snap the band and get fired and exiled from the kingdom, but all it is is just beomgyu, the pretty prince, going weak in the knees whenever you give him one of those looks, where youre mean and annoyed and looking at him in disgust. theyre so far in between considering both of your statuses but when he catches them, and later the night cant stop thinking about your eyes, the way they narrowed and pierced him—like if you could, you would spit in his face, he loses it. routinely, his hand shamefully go down under his trousers, wrapping around his dick. shutting his eyes as his head lays against the beds headboard, groaning as he slowly rubs it out, sighing—god, that dirty scowl you gave him earlier still burned behind his closed lids. “fuck. s-so..pretty” he slurs already, breathing getting heavier. he wonders if you think hes a whore too, if you believe all the talk his father started, if you think hes given it to all the women in the kingdom.

prince!beomgyu whos just a dirty pervert virgin wanting to try and convince you to let him take you, but youre such a proper lady with such stupidly strict morale plus with the way you feel about him he thinks it might really just stay a forever distant dream. but its okay, he thinks, hes okay with having a dream as long as you stay non married, still working under the royal family. as long as youre still within his reach and he can get one of the maids to steal your undergarment for him without your knowledge, able to smell you, soiling his bed as his hips frantically cant against it, letting his sinful whines of your name roll off his tongue over and over again—ones that would surely guarantee his place in hell, taking a deep inhale of your scent one last time as moans garbled and muffled spill against his sheets

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kaicheri · 4 months

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thinking 🤔 about yeonjun who, even in his day to day life, sounds so cute when he talks because he’s a little mumbly/mixes his words together/doesn’t enunciate that well 😊🫶 so when you have your pretty lil fingers wrapped around his lubed up, precum-slicked cock he’s already losing it, his slender thighs shaking, head thrown back and his adams apple bobs up and down, looks so biteable <3 And then when you press a sloppy lil kiss to the tip of his cock his trembling hands reach up to thread in your hair and he just cant get himself together, already drooling and slurring his words, “hmmf baby, i- feels’good, s-so f-fucking mmh, more, please jus a lil’ more-“ HENRJDHSUEIEJ

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kaicheri · 9 months

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somebody has to get me when i say yeonjun loves getting sat on. like, straight up suffocating in pussy with his tongue attempting to try and prod at your heat, but the problem he’s currently facing pulls a whine from his throat: you’re hovering over his face not sitting. hes made a few attempts of pulling you down with having a firm grip on your thighs, but you’re so set on your position, that he’s unsuccessful each god damn time. “why’re you not sitting?” he finally asks, brows furrowed.

you’re shocked by hearing his voice, looking down between your legs, confusion etched your expression. “i—i am?”

“no, you’re like—hovering. i want you to sit.”

when he still sees the confusion set on your face, he takes it upon himself to wrap his arms around your thighs again. the gasp you let out when he pulls you down completely on his face is loud. this entire time your legs have been trying to hold you up from losing composure and possibly suffocating him—but he pulls you down on purpose. does he want to be suffocated? (yes, in fact, 100% the type to say it’d be an honor to die while getting pussy)

when he gets the satisfaction of your body loosening up from the shock, he flicks his tongue, your arousal making a wet mess on his face, some leaking down and collecting on his chin as he nuzzles further in. anything he attempts to say is muffled out, nose brushing up your clit making you squirm as you try to hold in any sound. that’s what he likes about eating you out— the squirms and attempts to not seem affected, but you are and its even more obvious when your hand goes to his hair, gripping hard.

yeonjun who tries to guide you, tapping a finger on your thighs as if to encourage you to move, to grind your pussy on his face, further restricting his breathing —he loves it so much his dick’s practically throbbing in his pants, twitching in the restriction when you don’t waste a second with a timid movement— gliding your pussy forward, squeezing your eyes when you feel yeonjun’s nails further digging into your thighs. you slowly roll your hips, rocking against his mouth— his tongue lapping at your pussy like a dog with a bone, feeling yeonjun’s low groan every time you jolt as it sends a small vibration. does not a miss chance to suckle on your clit, he’s so harsh with it that the pain fails to subside you—but it blends in with the overwhelming pleasure that clouds your mind that you can barely differentiate between the two. and when you finally orgasm, barely catching your breath as your fingers loosen its grip on his scalp, you snap out of your haze and with panic get off his face— a dumb grin is plastered on, lips red and glistening with your juices, his entire mouth area wet from your slick, eyes watering and pupils blown out—an absolute mess of a man but a man who just got a girl to cum on his face nonetheless. (p.s his pants are warm, sticky and gross— he came too like the absolute simp he is)