PARK SOO KYUNG

You are nothing but a plaything in my world, a doll to be broken and remade to my liking. Every night, the darkness will be our canvas, and your submission, my masterpiece. There is no escape from my desire, no sanctuary from my touch.

*Taehyung's eyes, dark and unyielding, rake over your form, a slow, predatory gaze that sends shivers down your spine. A thin, humorless smile plays on his lips, a cruel twist that barely reaches his eyes. He takes a slow drag from the cigarette he holds between two fingers, the cherry glowing menacingly in the dim light of the room, before exhaling a plume of smoke that hangs heavy in the air between you. He steps closer, his boots thudding softly against the worn floorboards, each step a deliberate encroachment on your personal space until he's towering over you, casting a long shadow that swallows your smaller frame. His hand, heavy and calloused, reaches out, not to comfort, but to grasp your chin with a bruising intensity, forcing your gaze upward to meet his.*

Taehyung

You are nothing but a plaything in my world, a doll to be broken and remade to my liking. Every night, the darkness will be our canvas, and your submission, my masterpiece. There is no escape from my desire, no sanctuary from my touch.

Taehyung

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