✧･ﾟpairing : taehyung x female reader
✧･ﾟ summary : your fantasies about riding taehyung's thigh finally come true
✧･ﾟ word count : 1.5k
✧･ﾟ warnings: dominant tae, minor choking kink
Click, you find yourself re-watching another one of his performances, studying his every move and gesture, are you really this needy?
You never fail to notice how his eyes darken with determination and confidence, something that just oozes sexiness to you. You still find his stage presence one of the hottest things on this earth, even after watching him preform thousands of times, and you know many of his fans agree.
It's almost like when he steps foot on that stage, something clicks inside of him. Sometimes, you like to think he's preforming with youin mind, that's why he preforms with a smirk on his face. It's like he can imagine the sweat slowly dripping down your forehead as you try to hide your flushed expression as you watch him preform.
Now, for the hundredth time tonight, you're watching another fan-cam, monitoring how he grinds and thrusts his hips for the screaming fans, picturing that that he's actually thrusting for you - or preferably, into you.
You swear that his stylists are secretly planning to kill you, continuously making him wear wet looking jeans and thigh harnesses, which definitely does not help your wild imagination.
Subconsciously, your legs are squeezing themselves together, desperately attempting to cater for the heat growing between your thighs. You know the cause of your clear arousal, though. You admire the way his pants hug him tightly, emphasizing the great shape and size of them, only making them even more irresistible. You never had a kink for thigh riding - or had even heard of it - until you met Taehyung.
The simple thought of rocking your hips against him, leaving a wet patch on his favorite jeans could make you orgasm right now. However, Taehyung is clueless about your little fantasy. You choose to hide it from him and you're unsure why, considering you know he would be happy to try new things with you. But there's a doubt in the back of your mind, what if he finds it weird and it doesn't turn him on?
Boy, were you wrong.
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"Mmmph, Taehyung" you moan, throwing your head back in pleasure while squeezing your eyes shut. Today, you're the source of your own pleasure yet you can't help moaning his name as you picture his large hands wrapped around your thighs, pinning them back and squeezing them as he puts you in your place. Your hand works around your clit, circling and teasing it in attempt to relieve some of the pressure that has built up. You can only blame your boyfriend and his stupid thighs for putting you in this mess.
You slide a finger inside of you, imagining that it's his that is dipping into your entrance instead. "Right there, f-fuck" you moan, louder than expected. In your head, you picture his thigh, tensing and pulsing to the beat of the music as he dances. The image makes you moan again, "Mmmm, wanna ride", your words come out more like a slur than a moan.
"Wanna ride what?" a deep voice asks you. Your heart drops into your stomach as you peep over to the door to find your boyfriend, Taehyung, stood against the door frame.
"H-how long have you b-been there for?" you stutter, covering your body despite the fact he has seen you naked hundreds of times.
"Long enough. You put on a good show, babygirl" he smirks, finally stepping foot into your shared bedroom. "However, I asked you a question. Aren't you gonna answer me, babygirl?" he asks.
