WEDDING IMPOSSIBLE
GENRES: Comedy, Romance
SUMMARY: An actress plans to fake-marry her best friend but ends up going from enemies-to-lovers with his brother.
THIS SHOW HAS EVERYTHING: Lonely house dogs, lazy workdays, day trips to Busan, bus trips to undefined countrysides, acting contracts, bratty step siblings, thumb drives full of secrets, and a lot of running while holding hands.
HOT TAKE: This show could have taken a really earnest look at how people come to terms with their identity, their future, and how that intertwines with family expectations. Instead, it was a masterclass in vapid, stubborn chaebol power struggles, a vacuum of romantic chemistry, and never getting to the fucking point.
I kind of hate every character in this show? There was no real personal development for anyone, so they just came off as not really acting for their own benefit OR the benefit of others. The main plot's pacing was all over the place, there were too many unappealing sub-plots, and everything got conveniently tied up in an unsatisfying bow during the last 15 minutes of the series.
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just had the craziest lucid dream during my nap and i need to get this thought out ASAP
soft domination with husband beomgyu, anyone?
warnings: pets names (puppy) , tit sucking , mommy kink , praise kink
your husband beomgyu who comes home from work to see you cooking dinner, wraps his arms around your waist and peppers kisses down your neck to distract you so he can secretly steal a bite! you swat his hand away and tell him dinner will be ready soon, turning in his hold to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a sweet kiss
you can tell by the way beomgyu melts into the kiss that he's has had a tough day at work; training unruly newbies, taking on heavier workloads so he can get promoted, working his ass off to provide for you so all you have to worry about is looking pretty and living stress free<3 all he's been looking forward to today is coming home to see your pretty face and feel your soft touch and he's overwhelmed by all the love he feels for you when you gently massage his neck as you press a kiss to his cheek, asking him about how his day was.
he immediately falls to pieces in your hands---as much as beomgyu takes control in almost every aspect of your lives, he lets you take the reigns at home. passes on the control to you so he can let go every now and then. he loves being doted on by you, loves how you can make him feel so loved, how you take him apart and put him back together. you know you have him right where you want him when you see his eyes cloud over, a small whimper living his lips as you card your fingers through his hair, his grip tightening on your hips.
"had a hard day, hm?" you purr into his ear, running your nails down his clothed back, feeling him shiver from your touch as he nods. "my puppy... always working so hard for us. 'm so proud of you, gyu."
"please... please, i need---"
"shh, i've got you. relax, baby.
despite being shorter than him, beomgyu leans his entire body weight on you, dropping his head into the crook of your neck as your fingers run across his most sensitive spots. you smile as he lets out the softest sounds, his hand strictly placed at your sides. he knows not to touch without permission. he knows that you'll give him what he needs.
there's nothing more satisfying than feeling him harden against your leg just by your faint touch. his lips are like magnets to your skin, nipping and biting as he kisses up and down your neck, claiming you, marking you as his.
on any other night, you'd drag it out, tease him a bit before playing. the suspense always gets him riled up---but tonight, you know that's not what he needs. not with the way his eyes nearly brim with tears as you gently coax him away from your neck, his fingers grabbing desperately at your dress.
"meet me in the bedroom, pup."
"but---but i want..."
"i know, puppy. i'll be quick, okay?"
the puppy dog eyes he sends your way nearly makes you change your mind, but nonetheless, he follows your orders and heads toward the room. you quickly turn off all of the food, making sure to put tops on all of the pots before joining your husband in the bedroom.
by the time you walk in, he's already sitting upright against the headboard, the top few buttons of his dress shirt undone. you smile at the grabby hands he directs towards you, looking utterly fucked out with his blushed neck and red, bitten-raw lips. he's absolutely gorgeous.
you waste no time climbing into his lap, giggling a bit as he automatically wraps his arms around your torso, pulling you into an unexpected hug. he rests his head on your shoulder, inhaling your sweet scent before pressing a few kisses to your exposed skin.
when his fingers make their way to the hem of your dress, you reach down to stop him; he whines, but his fingers still, his head turning to look up at you expectantly.
"you know you have to use your words to get what you want, pup."
he opens his mouth to speak, but you interrupt him again.
"and you have to ask nicely. no more demanding things."
"but it's embarrassing," he whines, dropping his face into your chest. you giggle at his behavior---this is really your strong, provider husband. he's perfect.
"come on, puppy. you can do it."
beomgyu lifts his head after a few seconds, his bottom lip caught between his teeth.
"ask."
...
"can i... can i suck on your tits...?
you give him a look.
"please... mommy?"
"now was that so hard, hm?"
beomgyu doesn't reply as you slowly pull your dress over your head, his eyes glued onto your tits that are perfectly eye level with his gaze. you smile as his eyes flash up to yours, his hands making home on your waist---he's waiting for your signal. such a good boy.
"mommy, please, i---"
"go ahead, puppy."
you don't have to tell him twice; he immediately latches onto your nipple, fondling your other breast as his eyes slip shut in bliss. his entire body relaxes as you card your fingers through his hair, pressing light kisses to the crown of his head. this is for him, so you try to ignore the way the stimulation goes straight to your core, sighing in pleasure as his tongue circles your nipple before he sucks harshly, nipping at your sensitive bud.
he's hard in his pants as your heat sits right on top of him, but he shows no intentions on moving. this is more than just sexual, for the both of you. he looks so angelic like this, a pink flush sitting high on his cheekbones, his hair messy from your fingers pushing it out of his face. his eyelashes tickles his cheeks as he lets out soft sounds, quiet moans and whimpers, nosing your skin as he moves to give attention to your other tit.
"my pretty puppy. you're doing so good for me, baby. so, so good."
beomgyu moans loudly at that, something throaty and deep, as he places one last kiss on your breast before looking up at you with glistening eyes.
"i love you," he breaths out, his hands dropping down to your thighs, massaging the plush skin there. you smile down at him before capturing his lips in a kiss; it's sloppy and messy as beomgyu's nearly too gone to focus on any sort of technique, but it's oh so perfect because it's him
"i love you, gyu."
the beam that paints his face is heart-wrenching, his eyes bunching up at the corners, his cheeks growing full with pure adoration and infatuation. he's so, so lovely and everyday, you wonder how you managed to win his heart.
"can i fuck you after dinner?"
you press a kiss to the tip of his nose.
"anything you want, puppy."
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