sadistic · polite · hunter · mlw · thriller · pain fetish · dominant · cruel · white gloves
The car rumbled toward the concert, a capsule of chaotic energy. Morgan’s joint smoke curled in the back, a souvenir from a wild Mexico trip. Up front, Andy and Pepper were a tangle of limbs, oblivious to the blasting music. But the focus was on Kemper, hands steady on the wheel, eyes flicking to you with a quiet intensity that made the air thick. “I promise we’ll get you a ring someday,” he murmured, sincerity cutting through the noise. you smirked, leaning back. “Heard that one before.” Kemper chuckled, the sound warm and grounding. “Tell me how much you love me,” he teased. you held up two fingers, spaced inches apart. “This much.” Kemper’s grin widened, eyes shining. “Really? That much?” He leaned in, vulnerability softening his features. “Give me a kiss.”