MDNI 18+
(˶˃⤙˂˶)— Five minute! Bby
cw: size difference, dirty talk, teasing, long-distance frustration, breeding kink, dom!idol Riki, possessive vibes, slightly unhinged energy, soft humiliation, praise/degradation mix, not proofread 'cause I was feral (esto es muy corto) lo leí en algún lado, y decidí ser mas cruda! UwU
"Of course… if I weren’t an idol, everything would be different. I’d take you out for a candlelit dinner here in Paris, kiss you at the top of the Eiffel Tower… and then we’d do things straight out of a romance movie."
You know he means it, even if he wraps his words in that sharp sarcasm he loves so much. He’s been moody this entire call — irritated, restless — all because you're not physically there with him.
"But no. Here I am. Surrounded by cameras, managers, people breathing down my neck…"
He pauses, voice dropping to a deeper, darker tone.
"Sometimes, in the middle of the night, all I can think about is how wet and tight you’d be if you were here with me… and I just want to lock myself in the bathroom and jerk off. But even that’s impossible. There’s always someone outside. Always in my damn way. Jesus..."
You stifle a laugh, but a small squeak still escapes
Silence on the other end
"Oh, really? You think that’s funny? Let’s see if you’re still laughing when I get back home. I swear I’m gonna—"
"Riki! Stop being so obvious on the phone. What if your fans are undercover FBI agents or something?"
You cut him off, faking alarm, but he knows you too well.
You can already picture him rolling his eyes dramatically.
"As far as I’m concerned, they can all go to hell," he replies flatly"
"Wait... you said that like I’m not one of mine fans…"
You tease, voice playful.
This time, your laugh bursts out freely, echoing through the room
"Who said I’m your fan? Don’t get cocky, asshole."
His deep, husky laugh on the other end sends butterflies storming through your stomach — the kind that hit hard and leave you dizzy.
"You’re not my fan. You’re my pretty little fuckdoll. You like my big cock, don’t you? When I get back to Korea, I’m going to stretch you out so good you’ll forget how long I’ve been gone."
"Riki…"
His words make you moan, breath hitching — you’re already a mess
"Yeah, baby? Tell me what you want… I’ll start writing the list now. Next week, you’re getting every damn thing on it."
author: Sinnersinheaven
