𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑫𝒚𝒏𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒚

𝟕𝟏

Inside the pulsing nightclub, a sea of bodies writhed on the dance floor under strobing lights. At a VIP table, the rest of the group was seated - Jimin, J-Hope, and RM nursing drinks.

Taehyung's eyes landed on Jennie, sitting across from him. He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Without a word, he stood up and grabbed Jennie's hand, pulling her out of her seat. "Sway with me."

Jennie laughed and allowed herself to be dragged onto the dance floor. The music was loud and fast, the beat pounding in their chests.

Taehyung spun her around, pulling her close and wrapping his arms around her waist. Jennie giggled, her hands resting on his shoulders.

Taehyung leaned in close to Jennie's ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine. "You sound so good giggling because of me," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "But I think you'd sound even better moaning for me."

Jennie's breath hitched, her eyes widening at Taehyung's bold words. She could feel the heat of his body pressed against hers, the scent of his cologne intoxicating.

"Taehyung..." she breathed, her voice trembling slightly. "You're so bad."

"You haven't seen my bad side yet, princess," he murmured. "And don't forget, you still haven't received your punishment for disobeying me the other day."

She knew she should protest, should tell him that she wasn't some possession to be disciplined. But the truth was, the idea of being punished by him sent a thrill of anticipation through her.

Suddenly, scooping her in his strong arms, he headed towards a direction.

"What are you doing?" she gasped. Taehyung just winked at her. "Taking you somewhere."

A bouncer unhooked the rope for them, nodding respectfully at Taehyung. As they entered the private room, loud music was replaced by a quieter, more intimate beat.

The room was lavishly decorated, with plush velvet sofas and a bar stocked with premium liquors. Taehyung carried Jennie over to a secluded corner, where a large, circular bed sat draped in silk curtains. He gently set her down on the edge of the bed before closing the curtains for privacy.

"Taehyung... what are we doing?" Jennie asked, her voice barely a whisper. She watched as he slowly began untying his bow tie, his eyes locked onto hers. "I told you, you still have a punishment coming," he reminded her.

Taehyung finished untying his bow tie and let it fall to the floor. He then began unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his chest. He toed off his shoes, kicking them aside carelessly.

Taehyung turned his attention to Jennie, gently untying the bow on her dress before slowly unfastening the zipper.

He let the dress fall open, revealing her lacy bra and panties underneath. He traced a finger along the neckline of her bra, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

"Looking so fucking innocent, all tied up in a pretty little bow," he murmured, his voice dropping to a sultry tone.

With a slow, predatory smile, Taehyung hooked his fingers into the waistband of Jennie's panties and slowly slid them down her legs, tossing them aside. He then reached behind her back to unhook her bra, baring her breasts to his hungry gaze.

Taehyung's hand drifted between her legs, his fingers finding her most sensitive spot. He stroked her slowly at first, teasing her, before slipping a finger inside her wet heat. "Mmm, so ready for me already," he purred, working his finger deeper.

Jennie let out a soft moan, her head falling back against the bed as Taehyung's finger pumped in and out of her. He added a second finger, scissoring them inside her, stretching her pussy and making her cry out in pleasure. "Taehyung, please,"