"Well, well, jagi." Tae's voice is the first thing to greet you as you enter your apartment, spinning around to find him sitting at your table, an item in front of him that has your eyes widening and jaw dropping.
"Looks like I found your dirty little secret." He picks up the black lingerie by its thin straps, your trusty old vibrator falling out from where you'd hid it. Taehyung's long fingers roll the toy, eyes giving you an intense look. "Care to tell me what this is for?"
You blanch, taking off your shoes and staying quiet as you begin to skirt around him. But the wall behind you limits the distance you can create and his long arms snake out to pull you onto his lap.
"Daddy asked you a question." Taehyung says, jaw locked and crotch hard beneath your butt as you wiggle in attempt to escape.
You knew this was a bad day to wear a skirt, He being able to gain access to your already damp core so easily makes you uneasy with excitement and lust. He smells like pine needles, like late nights with his pen or with you, between the sheets and making love that would leave you sore with passion in the morning.
In the beginning all he does is trail his fingers up your spine, pushing the zipper down the tight back of your dress, revealing your bare shoulder blades beneath the stretchy fabric. My lips part of their own accord, feeling his lithe fingers trace an enticing pattern down your spine.
"Taehyung." Your voice is faint and breathy, tainted with expectation.
"Answer my question with that pretty voice of yours." He hums in your ear, low and feral.
You swallow, trying to focus on his movement and the formation of your words. "I- you- when you were on tour I-"
"You missed me?" He guesses. "Or you missed what I could do to you?"
"I missed everything." You moan lightly, spreading your legs so he knows what you want, what you need.
"Oh, but jagi." He ignores your advances, going at his own pace. "You know how I feel about toys like this."
"How do you feel?" You whimper, his lips grazing along the side of your jaw and down your neck. You lean your head back on his shoulder so he can have more access, moaning as he sucks at the skin behind your ear.
"I think..." His hand pushes the fabric of your dress higher up your thighs, nails raising goosebumps along the skin as his nails scrape along it. "That my fingers can make you feel so much better."
Holding the long vibrator in one hand and holding your left thigh still in the other he rubs the tip of the toy against your clothed core, immediately getting a rise from the unexpected stimulation.
But all bets are off when he turns the power on, buzzing filling the air in rapid palpitations. You cry out in pleasure, reaching your hands back to grip his hair in purchase as he moves the device around you, feeling your underwear soak with arousal.
You're seeing stars from the intense pace he's set, squirming and releasing naughty sounds that vaguely sound like his name as he gently bites your shoulder, wetting the skin with his agile tongue.
Your legs stiffen and before your orgasm can power down just a bit he pulls away, throwing the vibrator down onto the hardwood floor of the dining room and growling huskily. You're dripping from the sound, only one thing on your mind as you wait for his next move.
Only one man, naked and leaning over you, whispering dirty things in your ear and teasing you about how he found out your secret, only one man with little moans dropping from his lips as he roughly pushed into you and gripping your hips, only one man punishing his kitten for being a naughty girl.
Kim Taehyung.
He slips his hands into your underwear, humming when he feels how wet and soft you are against his fingers. You are already worked up from the vibrator, feeling your insides clenching in anticipation for the moment of release.
He hums, feeling your breathing shallow as he holds you closer to his chest, placing firm kisses at the top of your spine. "Is that better, Kitten?"
You arch your back and open your legs wider in a yes response, whining as he teases your slit, parting the slickness of your folds and creating unmatched friction that has your eyes fluttering, colors bursting and shapes dancing on the back of your eyelids.
Taehyung grunts, shifting in a way that only re emphasizes his bulge, the hard tent pushing against your ass. "You seem like you're having a problem." You gasp.
He buries a finger inside of your wetness, feeling your walls clench around him in surprise. "I am. I want to see you in that lingerie you were keeping from me." He almost sighs against you, wiggling his finger. "I can just imagine how it'd look.. fuck."
"Taeeee." You groan, holding his forearm still of his ministrations to give him a heated glance. "Let me go and I can show you."
He smirks, releasing his grip on your leg and cocking his head to the side. "Yes, Kitten. Daddy would like that very much."
