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Bikes + Leather-Studded Kisses

Warnings: Mentions of Nictoine. Dry Humping. Public Smut. Oral F!Receiving on Motorcycle.

Pairing: Established Relationship with Choi Seunghyun x F!Reader.

Authors Note: definitely not the first fanfic about Seunghyun and Reader on a Motorcycle so kudos + respect to the person who wrote it first because you a real one. This is my take on a quote my beautiful girl @aizshallnotbefound said in a moment of silliness so pls be nice. enjoy~

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Maybe you were having a midlife crisis.

Or maybe you were exactly where you needed to be.

It was Saturday, the type of Saturday where the cherry blossoms were in bloom and you could feel the sun hitting your skin.

You, however, were not in Yongdap-dong for the cherry blossoms. Somehow, you found yourself in front Ducati Korea as your eager eyes began to scan the outside of the building. Buying a motorcycle was not always something you envisioned doing when turning the age you did, but it was either go check out bikes or dye your hair something crazy and you figured given your boyfriend's past of random hair coloring experimentation, you would do the later.

The doors to the establishment eventually unlocked with the clicking sound from the mechanics of the interior locking system. It was now or never.

You could feel your eyelashes fluttering against your eyelids as your feet made their way inside of the building; the smell of the leather jackets that were for individual sale, the sound of employees offering one another the slight murmur of small talk, the sight of all different models of motorcycle that glistened in the vehicle showroom– you could practically taste the somehow bitter yet watered down coffee they provided for guests and employees alike.

It did not take long for someone to make their way over to where you were. Assuming it was someone on their sales team, you smiled warmly at the person coming toward you.

This person was dressed with the three c's in mind; comfort, collectiveness, and confidence, as the two of you began simple conversation of them asking what brought you in, what you were looking for out of a motorcycle, and financing.

You were brought back to their desk as you took the seat across from them, your eyes darting from the keyboard they were typing on to also aborbing your surroundings as more people began to walk into the shop.

"I hate to pry, but you mentioned this was your mid life crisis moment so you did not color your hair. You do not seem that old... may I ask your age?"

Honestly you could not remember the last time someone was so direct with you. When you answered, the sales professional nodded, smiling warmly at the comment.

"I would have never guessed. You look great."

The rest of the process was quick, easy, and dare you say painless considering you were at the mercy of the person selling you this motorcycle.

You had already taken the vehicle for a test drive and you were currently waiting to be cleared for purchase. As you sat in the same comfortable but somehow also uncomfortable chair, you twiddled with your thumbs, the ring on your left middle finger making contact with the top part of your knuckle on your thumb.

"No need to be nervous. Right now we are waiting on a bank approval for the loan to check the funds are really there. As of now it looks like you could be driving off in your new motorcycle. Can I interest you in some accessories while we wait? Most women love the idea of getting a new jacket, or maybe some designer gloves so they do not blister their hands..."

Interrupting your thoughts, the canine part of your teeth began to chew at the sensitive skin of the inside of your cheek.

Nodding, you agreed to at least take a look.

Seunghyun, your boyfriend, had always told you how delicate your hands were. He was the type of man who paid for your manicures, his excuse being that he wanted to be in charge of what he saw when your hands were in sync with your mouth when both body parts were wrapped perfect around him.

As you followed your sales professional to the part of the showroom where they kept accessories, your feet began to glide across the tiled floor with ease, your hands holding the delicate fabric between your fingers, the little tiny rhinestones on each ring finger were bouncing off the iridescent light fixtures.

The pesrson selling you the motorcycle followed close behind, but kept their distance as you continued to test the fabric to each jacket, feeling the different types of leather as you finally stopped at one specific one; one you knew Seunghyun would love.

"This is it. This is the one I am panning to get."

It did not take long for the person behind you to nod their head as they eagerly grabbbed the appropriate size and design you'd pointed out. Continuing to walk around, you did indeed end up buying a pair of gloves that would balance the look of the bike and the jacket you'd just chosen.

Before long, your name was being called, bringing you back to the days when you were in school.

An approval.

You smiled wide, your freshly manicured nails glistening in the light once again as you signed your name across a dotted line, extending your hand out to the person who you'd just spent a few hours of your day with.

Somehow, you'd kept this little secret of yours away from Seunghyun as you stood outside the establishment, the familiar of feeling of the sun radiating back on your arms as you admired the motor vehicle in front of you. You had known Seunghyun would not be home for a few hours to admire its beauty in the sunlight, so you were sure to make a point to change your attire later in the day.

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As the day grew in time, the different hues in the sky began to change as you admired the sun slowly setting.

The ride to you and Seunghyun's shared penthouse was not a long one, less than hour to be exact, as you waited for his return. You were more comfortable on the bike than you anticipated being and the way your back arched while leaning forward was almost sinful as your hands held onto the handle bars appropriately.

It did not take long for you to change into the appropriate attire you wanted to be wearing the moment Seunghyun got home. It was simple, yet practical as you paired a pair of high wasted dark wash jeans with ripped holes at the knee, a pair of ankle boots that cut off at the ankle, and a lace top with frills at the neckline that complimented the leather jacket you'd purchased earlier and the leather gloves you'd also purchased earlier.

Your eyelashes fluttered against your lids as the different colors in the sky began to remind you of cotton candy, a sweet treat you had not had since childhood, but the familiarity still crushing your bones from the inside out.

Eventually, you could see headlights forming in the distance as a blacked out vehicle started to come up on the hill you two lived on. Upon squinting, you realized it was Seunghyun and who you assumed was his driver for the day.

As the vehicle got closer, eventually parking right in front of where were standing, your smile only widened as the door opened and your boyfriend was slowly emerging out of the door. His back was still to you as you saw his long fingers holding the tip of the door's window for balance and him handing the driver money. You noticed him bow in respect and gratitude for the lift as he removed his hand from the window, closing the door shut behind him.

Seunghyun always waited for the driver to leave before making his way into the house. He still had not noticed you were there, let alone, what you were standing with. You watched him bow a second time, his lips curving into an exhausted smile as he finally turned to face you.

You could not hold the excitement any longer as you watched in real time his eyes widening at the sight of you, at the sight of the bike you were previously leaning against as you reached up, holding his neck tightly and pushing your chest against against his. His heartbeat was loud and spertatic against yours as you felt his arms shake a little as they wrapped around your smaller frame.

Seunghyun somehow pulled you closer as his head found its way to look behind the two of you, looking at the bike that sat parked neatly behind both of you. He pulled away only slightly, his fingers rubbing tiny circles into your hips as you waited for any kind of reaction he could give you.

The taller man stayed silent and still, the only movement coming from his fingers on your hips you pushed on him closer, doing anything to feel him against you. Seunghyun only shifted at the contact, a murmured gasp leaving his vocal cords and a pop from the muscle in his jaw.

"Princess, why is there bike in our driveway?"

Finally, you let out an even louder excited giggle as you shimmied out of his grasp, pulling his hand that was once drawing little circles in your hip into the clasp of your hand as you dragged him the small distance to the bike, practically jumping up and down as you watched him admire the motor vehicle. His hand let go of yours for a second so he could circle the vehicle properly, his hand slowly extending to grace his fingers across the matte black paint.

"Well. As you know, my birthday was recently here, and I was thinking about what I could get for myself as a milestone gift. I thought about maybe dying my hair, but I saw someone riding around in one recently and it reminded me of when I got my motorcycle license a while back and never did anything with it. Surprise?"

You'd watched Seunghyun do a full walk around of the bike, his fingers still gracing against the paint job like he was trying to savor the feel of the finish. Like a nervous tick, his tongue darted from his mouth, licking the perfect stride against his lips slowly.

He was in deep thought.

Seunghyun continued to wet his lips and it was like everything shut off in the decision making part of your brain as you began to feel like mush, your legs closing tightly against one another, solely based off primal instinct as you hoped he did not notice.

Of course he did.

He notices everything you do— especially when it came to the beauty flower that was between your legs.

The taller man stopped what he was doing, stepping closer to you again, his hands finding your hips once more as they firmly grasped onto them like you needed him to stay straight. Before you could say anything else, you were off the ground and you were sat on the bike you'd just purchased, facing the opposite direction as the handlebars as the grip your boyfriend had on you tightened, his body closing in on yours as you inhaled deeply and took in his scent.

Marlboro Red cigarettes and Teakwood.

Seunghyun was closer than before as his breath hitched at the base of your neck where it met your collarbone. His lips parted slightly, the canine part of his teeth gracing against the sensitive and exposed area of your skin as you gasped quietly at the sudden feeling.

"You taste like cherries. Are you wearing your cherry perfume again or have you been hitting your silly little vape again? I told you that stuff is bad for you, Princess."

His teeth bit down harder as they managed to hit the bulging part of your collarbone this time, his tongue gently circling the inflamed area.

"Considering you smoke cigarettes all day, I do not think you have a valid excuse to make fun of me for my vape flavor of choice, old man. Sorry for wanting my lungs to be flavor coated,"

Your boyfriend's laugh was low, the vibration from his vocal cords causing the entire upper part of your body to lock up and the bottom half of your body going into a full spasm nodes. Honestly you did not know what was worse, and before you could think of another clever response to defuse the situation, his lips were on yours. By the way his lips felt on yours, it could have fooled you into thinking it had been longer since you were last intimate.

Like instinct, your hands went to the shirt he was wearing; a black simple button down that had the first two top buttons undone, a simple action that made you think of sin when you imagined the release it must have him when he did that. The tips of your nails were peaking through the fingerless portion of the riding gloves you were wearing, the manicured tips gently sliding across the exposed part of his chest.

It did not take long for Seunghyun to audibly groan against your lip, his body pushing against yours with a sense of urgency as his tongue forced his way into your mouth, not even bothering to beg for an entry way. As Seunghyun moved his body against yours, one of his planted firmly next to you on the seat of the bike you were sat on, the faint sound of his nails digging into the leather as you held onto his shirt tighter.

Seunghyun was a lot of things, but one thing that he could not pride himself in was his lack of patience. He was never satisfied doing just one thing, and had always to take things to a notch, and that was no exception when it came to your sex life. For being such a private person, somewhere deep in his soul he craved attention more than most, and maybe that is why he went into the entertainment industry, so he could hide when needed and to be praised when needed.

You barely had time to notice Seunghyun's own leather jacket he was wearing until he finally pulled away from you and leaving the the both of you gasping for air as you locked eyes. By how you two looked, people would think you were high off more than each other as both: your and his pupils were completely blown from the best drug on the market— intimacy.

"Do you have any idea what you did to me tonight, mm? The way I come back from doing press all day to you standing here next to this bike, the way you got all dolled up in a lace top and leather jacket as if you are not already the hottest woman I'd ever seen."

Slowly, your cheeks turned the same color as the sun setting behind you both.

You wanted to thank him, but before your brain had time to form a complete sentence, his hands were back on you, only this time they were at your knees as he forced them to be spread and on display for him his eyes went straight to your core.

Seunghyun moved his head to the side, his jaw slightly popping again, as he quickly dropped to his knees in front of you like he was praying to a God he did not know he needed until his eyes were at level with you. You still had your jeans on but that did not stop the man from moving his middle finger down your clothed folds like he knew exactly where each part of you was— and he did.

His finger continued to work its way up and down the center most part of your jeans as your legs squirmed the tiniest bit. Not because you did not want him to continue, but because you did.

Your boyfriend quickly caught onto this as his left quickly darted upward grabbing the exposed part of your knee as his thumb drew circles on over the ripped part of the fabric and the soft touch of your knee itself as he spread you even further, his hand staying put as a way to keep you still.

Seunghyun began to mumble at the sight of you, his tongue escaping to wet his lips once again as you made out something he was mumbling. It was rushed, and in Korean, but you still understood every word.

"진짜 존나 아름다워. 마지막 식사처럼 널 음미할 거야."

Everything that happened next was a blur when your hips began to raise, only slightly, as you now sat bare on the leather seating of the bike. The seat was cold, but under the soft hues of pinks and purples from the sky and for all you'd already endured since Seunghyun got home, you could not be anymore warm.

Your boyfriend was still sat on his knees in front of you, his own dark wash jeans hitting the pavement to the driveway as he seemed to take forever admiring you. The tint of his yellow sunglasses was slightly reflective as you watched his hands remove them from his face and place them behind his own head neatly as he moved closer to you and began to slide his middle finger back to at the center of you, only this time his finger hitting you bare.

"I don't know why you bought this thing... If you wanted something to sit on and take a ride on, my face and cock have always been an option..."

That was all it took.

That was all you needed, and to be frank, all he needed before his mouth was on yours.

Hot, wet, and needy. So dam needy.

Your hips were already grinding against his face as you involuntarily jerked forward to give him better access as one of your hands dug into the leather seat and your other tangled deep into his dark roots, your almond shaped nails scratching at his scalp in response.

Seunghyun had been interested in art ever since he could remember, but he swore he had never seen something so artistic and beautiful until he first experienced his face being between your legs and his mouth attached your pussy like he would never have the blessing to eat another meal.

It was not until you began to continuously scratch at his scalp when you felt a vibration from his vocal cords vibrate against you like a goddamn orchestra.

His mouth felt like fire and the only that could reduce the flame was the wetness between and around your fold. The taller man's tongue would move up the same way it would move down as he tried to savor the taste like he wanted to remember for later. His mouth closed in on you as you felt the movement of his lips placing delicate, sloppy, kisses at the core of your pussy.

You squirmed again, your own head tilting back in the moment as your hand tugged at his sensitive roots.

Seunghyun leaned back quickly, his mouth leaving you as he looked up at you, completely wrecked and unaware of his intense gaze on you as his now swollen lips parted slightly, the arrousl of you still glissening across the bottom parts of his chin.

"Princess. If you do not stop squirming, I will leave you out here...."

Even in your wrecked state, you paused.

He paused.

Eventually, you whimpered in response.

His head dove back to you, only this time when his mouth latched onto yours, he quickly added a finger into you as well.

The pleasure was unlike anything you'd ever experienced. Sure, Seunghyun ate you out; in fact, he usually tried to at least once a day, but he never dared to eat you out like this, and in public where any of his neighbors could potentially see the two of you.

Seunghyun's one finger inside of you quickly turned to two as the metal one of his rings became a prominent part of the sensation. He was knuckle deep into you as his fingers pumped in and out of you, setting an already painful pleasurable pace inside of you. The way his fingers curled just enough, and the way his mouth latched onto your pussy like he was writing out his own godddamn full name in cursive.

His finger movements started to get sloppy, at point his fingers slamming into you once and then staying there as you began to tremble around him, and he boy could he tell.

Not only were his finger movements slowing down, but his the way his tongue began to dart at the bud of your pussy more quickly, he knew it was going to happen soon and you were both ready.

"Seunghyun, I— please. I'm going to cum. Need your mouth... and your fingers."

You would not be able to feel how hard he was, not yet anyway, and you definitely would not be able to say much more before his lips began to violently suck on you again and his fingers began to pump in and out of you again.

Half of him wanted to tell you to be his good girl and cum, half of him wanted to pull away from you all together and shove his own jeans to the pavement and fuck you stupid, but in the moment all he could properly comprehend was good damn good you tasted on his mouth.

Seunghyun's movements were fast and all you needed was the warmth of the metal from the ring on his middle finger and the warmth of his mouth signing a single "n" with the flick of his tongue as he signed his name into you one last time.

By the time you'd actually finished, the sky had gew darker and the moo began to shine through a nearby tree as Seunghyun pulled his mouth away from you, leaning back so his back supported his knees, removing his fingers from you as well with the sound of a pop from the wetness of inside you.

Bringing his two digits to his mouth, he licked his fingers clean of you, watching as you slowly caught your own breath and made eye contact.

"Good thing the seats were leather..."

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