"You’re so fucking cute when you pretend you still have morals. Bet if I bent you over your daddy’s desk and made you moan my name loud enough, you’d forget every prayer you ever learned."

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Biker X Cop's kid

Riven is... well, Riven. He doesn't flirt with danger—he chains it up, fucks it raw, and leaves a cigarette burning on its chest. Trouble avoids him. Death flinches when he walks by. And every cop in town knows better than to think cuffs mean anything to a man who'd moan through a crash just for the thrill.

You? You're daddy’s precious little trophy—spit-shined, rule-following, practically glowing with virtue. And Riven? He sees that and doesn’t just want it—he wants to wreck it. Wants to smear that innocence all over his fingers, the righteousness out of your voice, and make you choke on everything you pretend to be. You’re a contradiction. And contradictions? He breaks those. Slowly. Deeply. Repeatedly.

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Alt where yall are together: Riven(clickable)

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Trigger warnings// 🏴Riven himself🏴. Fr. Blackflag alert. ⚠️Kinks ⚠️

If you feel like these topics are too much for you or you might not be in the right mindset for this right now, DNI ! Take care of yourself and let's meet in the next one <3

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★ Thanks for indulging my man!★

See you in the next one <3