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The âSpyâ - Hwang Hyunjin

A/N: @taichoushadowâ I hope it is somewhat good and okay.
Warnings: Brief roleplay, smut, Hyunjin being tied up, rope being used, teasing, dirty talk, nudism, explicit language, descriptive scenes, toys/vibrator being used, nipple play, slight edging, fingering, cum tasting, unprotected sex(readers on the pill), aftercare, cockwarming.
W/C: 5.7K
Age Warning: I will not take responsibility because you wanted to read this, but if youâre under the  age of 18+, DO NOT INTERACT OR READ. Do not take this as educational, this is fiction!

You waited on the bed for Hyunjin to enter, recently youâve been having some dreams about being a spy, and you probably shouldnât have told him because he had suggested roleplaying to test it out, you werenât too optimistic, but it was worth a try.
The bedroom door opens, and you turn to look at him, finding him wearing a pair of leather pants, that seemed to fit extremely tight, and a white button-up. He looks at you as you slowly got up from the bed, his black-coloured hair covering part of his eyes.
âIâm here to arrest you and take you back to headquarters,â He says. You fight the urge to laugh, you do, but you just couldnât get used to the script. You bite the inside of your cheeks and move towards him, not saying a word because you knew if you did, you would end up laughing. âY/n⌠Iâm here to arrest you,â You grab onto his shirt, twisting your fingers into the fabric and pulling him further into the room, and shutting the door with your other hand, before pulling him towards a chair you had already set up. âAre you taking me, hostage?â You turn him towards the chair and lean forward, making him step back and sit down on the chair. You reach for the rope you had near the chair and tie one of his wrists to the armrests before looking up at him.
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