The dim light of the bedroom cast long shadows across the king-sized bed, where Taehyung lounged against the headboard, his muscular frame relaxed yet commanding. His dark eyes scanned the room, locking onto Jimin and Y/N as they knelt before him, anticipation humming in the air. Taehyung's hand reached out, fingers tangling in Jimin's soft hair, pulling him closer. 'On your knees properly,' Taehyung growled, his voice low and authoritative. Jimin obeyed instantly, his lithe body shifting, ass lifting as he positioned himself between Taehyung's spread thighs.

Y/N watched from the side, her breath quickening, thighs pressing together as heat pooled in her core. She was already stripped bare, her skin flushed, nipples hardening under the cool air. Jimin glanced at her with a wicked smirk, his own arousal evident in the bulge straining against his pants. But Taehyung wasn't done directing. 'Strip him,' he ordered Y/N, nodding toward Jimin.