Biker Hee Pls Let Me Ride You - Tumblr Posts
FUCK NOW I NEED MORE
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GIRL THIS HEESEUNG FOR DKP 😳
I JUST FELL TO MY KNEES BC FR THAT’S DKP HEE🧎🏻♀️
it’s giving dkp heeseung waiting patiently for his beloved y/n to bring her for their date night after railing her for the whole afternoon🗿
AHHH OK THIS SCENARIO IS JUST SELF-INDULGENT (not proofread):
“why are staring at me like that, sweetheart?” his voice sounds muffled underneath his helmet, but the intensity of his dark gaze never leave your face as he assists in securing your helmet.
“it’s just that, you’re handsome.” you manage to utter while warmth weaves across your cheeks.
“oh yeahhhhh? my beloved thinks i’m handsome?” just by the look in his eyes and his sultry tone is enough for you to discern his trademark smirk on his face. “c’mere, baby.”
with his firm hands on your waist, he pulls you closer to him while you tilt your head up for the mouth of his helmet to meet yours, kissing you.
“mmhmm what if we cancel our date night instead?” he asks, a rasp projecting in his low voice while your heart pounds against your chest as he affectionately gropes and squeezes your ass. “we could go to my place and have a small picnic in the bathroom, just me and you in the bathtub,” he drawls seductively, forcing your body to feel his apparent bulge that has your eyes widening. “and if you’re lucky enough, i’ll give you the best fuck of your life-”
“seungie, please.” you unintentionally uses the specific tone and nickname you know that triggers yet melts him. “let’s just go already.”
“okay, sweetheart.” his chuckles sound strained, but he has yet to release you.
you tilt your head to one side, staring at him with your doe eyes. “seungie?”
heeseung remains silent momentarily while his eyes darken with each passing second. “don’t give me that ‘fuck me’ look, sweetheart, unless you wanna get fucked in the parking lot here.”
“i’m not giving you any look.” you shrug your shoulders, your indifference goes straight into his twitching cock as does the way you mount his bike gracefully with the the perfect arch. “let’s go, hee.”
“fuck.” he groans lowly. “you’re gonna be the death of me, beloved.”