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baek cheon schlong. baek cheon dong. baek cheon pee pee.
baek cheon pussy….baek cheon pussy save me…..
i wish suckling chung myung’s tits and pussy was a full time job 😔😔😔
Bruh, did you get kidnapped by the cartel or something? It’s been so long. Anyway, welcome back.
i went into seclusion after tang bo appeared right in front of me and beat me up because i kept passing cheong myeong around like a blunt
the concept of a mutual bite mark from your true mate transcending lifetimes. cheong myeong with a faded bite mark on his nape......
when the sect leader reveals that omega!cheong myeong was pregnant, all hell break lose within the sect.
they're all forced to kneel in front of the sect leader for several hours because no one wants to admit it. they all know whoever does is gonna get jumped by the entire sect.
Knock,knock it's time to be horny again.
Tang Bo reincarnate to fuck the living out of Chung Myung. :)
🔞 needless to say, it shocks everyone to their core when the truth comes out that chung myung is pregnant. much more so when people find out that the father of the baby is actually tang jan's twin brother.
when asked about how the two met, tang jan just looks away completely red-faced. he swears that he doesn't know either. he only found out that the two of them were ina relationship when he accidentally walked-in on chung myung being pressed down in a mating press inside tang bo's bedroom.
tang jan doesn't want to admit that seeing someone with his face pressing a sloppy kiss against chung myung's open mouth awakened something in him. the way chung myung's legs locked themselves around tang bo's hips, the way the terrifying and powerful force of nature looked so submissive and pliant under his brother...
tang jan has to shake the feelings and thoughts aways because the increasing intensity of the glares cast towards him by the disciples of mount hua made him paranoid over how they were potentially privy to his less-than-innocent thoughts towards their sajil.
hello !! may i request for mob/geumryong (who has a pussy, mayhaps..?) but with geumryong stuck in a wall ahihihih 🤭🤭 thank u very much (i read thru ur entire blog i love ur stuff sm thank ywooouo)
🔞 jin geumryong has a 🌺 , dubious consent
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nobody asked, but jin geumryong blames mount hua for his predicament.
what was supposed to be a straight-forward escort mission for one of zhongnan's clients turned into an unnecessary bandit fight—a bandit fight that only happened because, apparently, the hooligans got kicked out of their usual spots by a certain group of plum blossom swordsmen. it led to jin geumryong chasing after the men and foolishly getting caught in their ridiculous trap.
the hole that the men went through to escape snapped close just as half of geumryong's body passed through. the walls closed around his hips, leaving his lower half jutting out from the other end. he can't access his core eitherm leaving him to believe that this trap needed an external person to dismantle it.
he hopes it's jong seohan who finds him first. he doesn't want to deal with the concerned looks he would have to deal with if the younger disciples or, worse, lee songbaek were to catch him like this.
he hears footsteps crunching on the ground behind him and breathes a sigh of relief. it won't be too long now.
but before he can tell the disciple to act quickly and release him, a hand too large cups around his ass. geumryong stiffens. the hand gives a tentative grope.
a wild flush spreads down geumryong's face and neck. "you—!"
another hand joins, taking ahold of his thigh. geumryong tries to twist his body but the wall wrapped around him made it too difficult. he hears nervous chuckles behind him.
"are you sure we won't get in trouble? what if he snitches on us?"
"it's not like he can see our faces..."
there was murmured agreement from one, no, two, three? people. geumryong clenches his jaw. he can't access his emergency flares or alarm talismans. fuck. fuck. fuck.
where the hell were the other disciples?
they slide his pants andd underwear down without any care and his body unconsciously clenches in surprise.
"oh?"
"well, this is unexpected."
geumryong burns with humilation. he can feel the way their eyes were locked on the slit between his thighs. a warm thumb traces a line down towards his clit and geumryong can't repress the strong shudder it elicits.
he hears amused chuckles, "look at how sensitive he is."
geumryong flinches when an unxpected slap lands against his bare cunt. before he can shout, a thumb suddenly sinks in between the slit.
"warm," someone comments but geumryong can't even register it with the white noise filling his head.
there's the sound of shuffling and shoving behind him before something hard and heated replaces the thumb. it teases his cunt open and geumryong has to fight against the swoop in his stomach and the sickening curiosity he has.
the cock (because what else could it have been?) squeezes into his opening before pushing itself in all in one go, its tip bumping a spot inside geumryong that sends sparks racing through his brain.
the cock rams into him over and over, the sounds of slapping in synchrony with the jeers and laughter of the other men. a warm slosh of liquid spills inside of him. in brief delirium, geumryong wonders if this was enough to get him pregnant.
the man pulls out and he feels excess liquid slide out of him and onto the ground. he doesn't want to imagine how his backside looked, his reddened pussy framed by trembling thighs, leaking cum from an unknown man.
"jin geumryong-sahyung! where are you?"
jin geumryong stiffens as lee songbaek's voice echoes somewhere. please no.
he hears the men behind him gasp. "oh shit! look at how he's clenching. damn."
jin geumryong's breaths come to him in sharp bursts as he catches sight of lee songbaek running up to him. his concerned face which would have annoyed geumryong on a normal day only brought panic in him.
the men were still there.
"lee songbaek." jin geumryong says in as composed a manner as he could.
"it looks like your stuck let me help you out."
fuck.
*crawls into your ask box* hi im afraid the delusions have gotten to me. could you by any chance write a baek cheon/f!reader? maybe the scenario could be him saving/catching sight of her on his way back to mount hua from a mission. thank you so much!
- mpb 🌙🌸
[through the endless daydream]
pairing: baek cheon x f!reader
summary: a short and sweet reunion with the one who had his heart
🔞 hye yeon has a 🌸
is it bad that i want someone to force hye yeon to piss in their mouth............
i want hye yeon to turn so red while trying to restrain his tears of shame as he presses his cunt against the person's lips. The person can feel the tiny twitches of movement as hye yeon tries to overcome the embarassment and release what's inside his bladder.
I want the person to grab hye yeon's thighs and press his cunt even closer to better suck out all the fluid coming from the monk's pussy while he tries to muffle his moans and whimpers.
i may be a tang gunak dick rider first but im also a baek cheon pussy drinker (second) !!! anyways imagine baek cheon is the type to get super horny once in a blue moon and is willing to get off with anyone.... mob character/reader? chung myung? tang pae??? jang ilso???? one of the other disciples?? you?? me???? it doesn't matter to our lovely sasuk.... sasuk wouldn't mind being a glory hole but, seeing the faces of the person eating his pussy out, bumping clits or shoving their cocks in gets him going even more!!!
cheers to my fellow baek cheon pussy drinker 🥂 you have great taste ☝️
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🔞 multi/baek cheon, bottom!baek cheon, baek cheon has a 🌺
The sound of skin slapping against skin and the quiet punched out noises break the stillness of the night.
Tang Pae trembles as he presses in as deep as he could in the warm and inviting hole of their Mount Hua visitor. He chokes out a groan when the sudden tight squeeze forces out another wave of cum out of him.
"Haaah," Baek Cheon moans, satisfied. For now.
Tang Pae doesn't think he'll ever forget the loud squelch when he finally pulls out of the other man and the sight of pearly white dribble contrasting against a pretty pink slit.
He hurriedly rushes out of the room, studiously ignoring the way he passes by his father and the subsequent locking sound that echoes in the Tang Estate's empty hallway.
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Being eaten out by someone with a beard was an experience.
Baek Cheon didn't know whether to grab or push away Tang Gunak's face from his cunt. The hairs on the older man's face scratched against Baek Cheon's sensitive clit and walls.
"Mmhh," Baek Cheon whimpers into the bed sheets. He gripped onto them as if he were holding on for life at the continuous wet assault on his pussy.
Tang Gunak's tongue was unexpectedly long, hitting all of the best spots inside Baek Cheon's pussy and driving him dizzy with desire.
"Just give me your cock already!" Baek Cheon all, but begs as yet another orgasm is pulled out of him skillfully by the Tang Family Head.
Tang Gunak hums directly into his slit, sending vibrations up Baek Cheon's spine. "Not yet."
Baek Cheon screams as the man pricks him once again with another dose of that terrible, terrible (so, so good) aphrodisiac.
/
"What would people say if they knew that this was what the righteous head disciple of Mount Hua does in his spare time?" Chung Myung goads, pressing his slick pussy against Baek Cheon's own.
Baek Cheon retaliates by pinching Chung Myung's clit, causing the other man to throw his head back at the spike of pleasure.
They've both been at this for hours, taking turns licking, biting, and slurping each other's cunts before, ultimately, settling with sliding their puffy pussies back and forth against each other.
Baek Cheon lets out a soft whimper when Chung Myung reaches over to pinch his bite-marked nipples. "So pretty, sasuk."
Baek Cheon uses what strength he had to throw Chung Myung's leg over his shoulder and grind their pussies even harder. "You'd look prettier with my juices all over your face."
The way Chung Myung's eyes dilated at the image was all Baek Cheon needed as agreement.
/
This was probably one of Baek Cheon's more questionable (read: bad, very bad) decisions. He really shouldn't have goaded Jang Ilso into fucking him.
Who knew that this evil bastard had a cock as large as his ego?
"Wait, stop!" Baek Cheon thrashes in his grip, his pussy clenching hard on the other man's veiny cock. "I just came. Let me--No! Hnngh!"
Jang Ilso chuckles as he digs his sharp nails into Baek Cheon's side. Sweat dripped down the elegant column of his neck as he chuckled, pulling his cock out (finally!) of the shuddering Baek Cheon.
Baek Cheon props himself on all fours, his limbs trembling, to get off of the dirty and damp bed they shared, but Jang Ilso hovers his entire body above his back. The man reaches under Baek Cheon and covers his bullied pussy with his slender hand, giving it a teasing squeeze.
He whispers into Baek Cheon's ears, "You didn't think we were done just yet, did you?"
YOI AU Tang Bo x Chung Myung where they are figure skaters. Both of them just made to the podium (I’ll leave it to you to decide who won gold) and during/post banquet they slip back to the hotel room for an ‘afterparty.’ Just the two of them 😉😉😉
Thank you!
🔞 "How does it feel to be under me, hyung?"
Chung Myung pinches his ass in response, a glare on his face. It would have a stronger effect if the other man wasn't flushed and panting though.
((And continually pulsing around Tang Bo's cock so wonderfully that Tang Bo wouldn't mind if he manages to squeeze the soul out of him too.))
Tang Bo breathlessly chuckles into the junction of Chung Myung's neck, planting a soft kiss against the warm skin. Then he bites down on him.
The sudden pain causes Chung Myung to flinch and tighten around Tang Bo. "What the hell, Tang Bo?"
Tang Bo, in return, only groans, barely holding himself back from spilling all of his cum into Chung Myung. "Been waiting to do that since your free skate," Tang Bo mumbles. "You looked so sexy out there on the ice, I almost jumped over the barriers."
Chung Myung rolls his eyes before locking his legs around Tang Bo's hips, shoving his rival's cock deeper into him. "Well I'm here right now."
Chung Myung grabs the gold medal under Tang Bo's neck and pulls him down so their lips barely touch each other. "So why don't you get your prize and fuck me already."
Tang Bo's night is hazy with the taste of wine against their lips and tongue and the euphoria of winning his first gold and claiming figure skating legend, Chung Myung, as his. Finally.
Im big on identity kink.
Like, Baek Cheon (more like everyone since i like bl harems) absolutely creaming when he finds out this is THE plum blossom sword saint, this GUY RIGHT HERE HE TAUGHT HIM WHAT THE F-
🔞 | implied switch dynamics
The man that stood in front of Baek Cheon was decidedly not his younger martial sibling. Although the way he responded to Baek Cheon calling out his name said otherwise.
For one, the taller man's musculature was—ahem, Baek Cheon wills down the flush heating up his face as he snaps his eyes away from the man's...sizeable...arms—distracting in a different way compared to their Chung Myung's. And while their hairstyles were similar, their Chung Myung's jaw was less angular and more rounded with youth. He certainly didn't have the same silver strands of hair.
Baek Cheon warily eyes curse trap he and Chung Myung had accidentally triggered earlier. Despite its nickname as the Temple of Time, it seemed as if the architect of this place thought it would be funny to include some sort of seduction trap...
Chung Myung bends down and squints his eyes at the text inscribed on the lower wall. There was no one to chastise Baek Cheon for the way his eyes unconsciously drifted towards the man's raised bottom. It was very shapely.
"What does it say?" Baek Cheon asks, shaking off the distraction.
Chung Myung brushes back his hair with his scarred hands (hm? were they larger than Baek Cheon's?). He gives Baek Cheon an undiscernable look before mumbling to himself, "I guess I might as well tell him."
"I'm the Plum Blossom Sword Saint."
Baek Cheon snorts. "Nice try, brat. The last time we did the master-disciple roleplay, you couldn't even get the Plum Blossom Sword Saint's character right."
"You—! I really am though!"
"Then prove it."
Maybe it was because Chung Myung could see the attraction in Baek Cheon's own eyes, but the other man's gaze turns heated. "Oh? And how should this master prove it then?"
Chung Myung smoothly moves into a standing position. He takes a step forward and Baek Cheon finally gets to appreciate how this man's stature towers and engulfs his own. He takes two more steps forward and Baek Cheon finds himself pressed against the cool, stone walls.
Chung Myung's scarred, calloused hands meets his neck, his thumb presses against Baek Cheon's sped up pulse point. "Would fucking you up against this cave wall until your dumb and crying for more be enough to prove it? Or would you perhaps prefer to perversely have this master ride on your cock and drain you dry of all your cum until I'm the one crying out for you?"
Baek Cheon's breath stutters at the heat swirling in his stomach at the imagery.
"Or maybe you want this master to use his ancient sword on you? Stuff you full of my cold blade and my plum blossoms."
"You're crazy." Baek Cheon breathes out.
Chung Myung chuckles and presses his knee agains the wet spot forming on his sasuk's pants. "And you aren't?"
🔞 the impossible news passed through every disciple in hushed, frantic whispers. by the end of the hour, everyone in zhongnan knew what had happened to their head disciple.
jin geumryong re-manifested as an omega.
dynamic-shifting wasn't a novel concept, but for it to happen this late was practically unheard of. and to jin geumryong of all people.
lee songbaek wonders if jin geumryong was chafing under the scrutiny he was suddenly placed under. with the threat of his position being taken away from him by the elders, it's no wonder that the man has been more aggressive than usual.
he thinks it's foolish of the elders to even consider the notion of taking away their sasuk's position all because of his dynamic. it's a relief that the other disciples agree with his opinion.
(truthfully, they found jin geumryeong even more intimidating especially with the nauseating omegan smell of discontentment he was exuding all the time. they were used to overpowering alpha scents, but jin geumryong's new one made them feel uneasy and even more conscious than usual.)
"Lee Songbaek."
Jin Geumryong stood in front of him with his jaw clenched. Lee Songbaek unconsiously sniffed. strangely, he felt as if he could taste a hint of sweetness in the air. warm sweat beads on his neck and he begins feeling slightly dizzy...?
he doesn't—can't—put up a fight when jin geumryong pushes him down to the ground. he lets out small whimper when he feels something wet and warm press against his clothed crotch.
jin geumryong's face was beautifully flushed, his gaze heated as his scent intensified.
"I need you to mate with me."
🔞 thinking about iseol and soso's tongues pressing gently against each other. both of them fumbling through their first deep kiss, teeth clacking and soft smiles.
they'd look up at each other with the corners of their eyes crinkling as they carress each other's cheeks.
🔞 yoon jong was.....a girl?
jo gul blinks blankly before his eyes drifted down towards the soft, round chest his hands were pressing against.
"er, you can let go now, jo gul." yoon jong says too awkwardly in the silence. he—she?—taps his arms.
jo gul's hands unconsciously give a light squeeze.
"..."
"..."
i gotta say i've already made the mistake of posting something i was meant to post here on a different blog and now im very paranoid.
thankfully, it was one of my rarer sfw ramblings but the horror of getting immediate notifs for it got me scrambling