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Jude's POV:

My hands hovered uncertainly over the waistband of Taehyung's pants as I bit my lip nervously.

Memories I'd long buried came rushing to the surface, clouding my mind. My ex from high school, the cheater, the liar. He'd been terrible at so many things but the worst part was how he'd made me feel: worthless, unloved. I swallowed hard.

This wasn't him.
This wasn't then.

Taehyung was something else entirely. His presence, his power, everything about him was different. There was no comparison to be made.

He was silent, watching me, waiting patiently for my next move. His penetrating gaze bore into the top of my head. I could feel the weight of his eyes on me, drawing me in, urging me to take the next step.

"My bubs," he murmured, his voice was soft and tender. "My sweet bubs."

The gentleness in his tone made my heart race faster. There was something about the way he said those words, so intimate and so unlike the Taehyung I had come to know. It disarmed me.

With a shaky breath, I finally mustered the courage to hook my fingers into the waistband of his pants. My hands trembled as I began to tug them down, the fabric sliding slowly, revealing more of him with each passing second. To my surprise, he raised his hips slightly, wordlessly aiding me, making it clear he wasn't going to stop me.

His Jockey underwear came into view and my heart raced even faster. A sudden rush of heat flooded my cheeks and I could feel the flush spreading down my neck. The sight of him-so exposed, so vulnerable-hit me like a tidal wave.

He wasn't joking. He hadn't been teasing or bluffing. He truly was deprived, his wood was evident in the impressive size straining beneath the fabric.

The sight took my breath away. I had expected to feel nervous but what I hadn't anticipated was the surge of excitement that coursed through me. It was impossible to ignore the power shift in the room. Taehyung was lying before me, waiting-no, wanting-for me to take the lead.

I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of power. Here the college bully, the strong confident man was completely exposed and vulnerable in front of me. It was about dominance. My hands which had been shaking moments ago, stilled. The hesitation faded away as I stared at him.

I hadn't expected to feel this, hadn't expected to enjoy the power that came with having someone like Taehyung-so dangerous, so alluring-laying submissively before me.

But I did.
And it was intoxicating.