(Ship and concept requested by Farxshx_258)

(Concept: Taehyung and Tzuyu have such a strong relationship, but it's come to the point where Tzuyu is obsessed. She sees Taehyung with some other girls one day and decides to teach him a lesson)

(Tzuyu POV)

We were at a friend's party. We came together, but at some point we separated to go talk to our different friends. I knew most of the people at that party, but there were a few unfamiliar faces. I was talking with my friends when I saw Tae out of the corner of my eye.

He was sitting alone on the couch until a few girls came and sat beside him. They were just having a normal conversation at first, but then I noticed how they were looking at him. They were obviously checking him out and Tae just sat there and laughed with them, right in front of me.

I was instantly upset with him. Why is he even giving those girls hope? He's mine.

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"You wanna explain to me what you were doing at that party?" I confront him as soon as the door shut behind us.

"What are you talking about?"

I step closer to him until he was up against the wall.

"You were flirting with those girls."

"Flirting? How was I flirting?"

We got into an argument, but he eventually just gives in and let me have my way.

"Okay, I'm sorry. It won't happen again." He says.

"It better not." I wasn't joking around, "I think it's only fair you receive a punishment."

He chuckles, "What do you want me to do? Hold my hands above my head?"

"No." I say, pulling him off the wall by his collar, "Take your clothes off."

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He sat at the edge of the bed watching me undress and touch myself. I watch as he swallows, clenching his fists.

I finally take a step closer and he looks up at me.

"What are you going to do to me?" He asks.

"You'll see." I brush my fingers along his jawline and his neck. He quivers feeling my touch.

This was amusing to me. He could easily over power me and stop this, but he didn't. He chose to submit to me and let me have my fun.

When I kissed him, he felt desperate. He wanted this, but that wasn't part of the plan. I wasn't going to give him what he wanted; this was a punishment after all.

I stop kissing him and shove him back onto the bed, climbing over him.

"I'm the only one that can do this to you." I say, wrapping my hand around his length.

He lets out a strained breath, gripping the bedsheets.

I didn't waste any more time. I guide his cock to my entrance and take him all in at once. I lean back, holding onto his thighs, moving my hips back and forth.

He squeezes his eyes shut, cringing. His hands go up to my hips, trying to follow his direction, but I quickly stopped him. I slap his hands away and lift myself off of him.

"You don't get to control me tonight." I scold him, "Now sit up."

I feel him up and kiss him some more before resuming. I climb onto his lap, standing on my knees over him. I didn't want to give him what he wanted, but I had to fulfill my desires either way.

I moan and cry out as I ride him. My cries filled the room as he tried to contain his own noise. Eventually, I feel myself tighten, orgasming around him, but I kept going. It felt too good to stop.

Both of us were starting to sweat. I could tell he was getting close, but I didn't want him finishing just yet. He seemed to behave himself well during this time, so I thought I should reward him just a bit.

I lean over him and whisper, "Kiss me."

I didn't specify where, so his lips went everywhere he could reach: my face, my neck, my shoulders, and my breasts. I felt sensitive as he sucked on my chest, circling his tongue around my nipples and nibbling sometimes.

I was about to hit another orgasm, so I stop and fall to the side, pulling him on top of me. This was his real reward.

"Fuck me, Taehyung."

I knew I was in for a surprise when he braced himself, holding onto my shoulders and shutting his eyes. He starts thrusting into me like an animal. At this point, I was screaming, crying his name, begging him for more.

I lost all sense of reality while he was in control. He finishes with a few last, rough thrusts, filling me with his cum. He pulls out, leaving my legs trembling and my sex dripping wet.

He rolls over, panting beside me.

"Did you learn your lesson?" I ask him, trying not to sound like he just fucked the sense out of me.

He nods, "I did. I'm sorry." He kisses my cheek, "You're my only love."

I was no longer mad at him. I accepted his form of apology: letting me use him like that. To be fair, I let him have his fun too.

I pull him in for a rough kiss, "You're mine. Understand?"

"I understand."

"Tell me you love me."

"I love you."

Such a good boy.

He did everything I said. I knew he meant it when he said I was his only love.