First class smelled like lemongrass and repressed judgment. Tae squirmed in her seat, the crotchless lace Jungkook had ordered her to wear chafing deliciously against her damp folds. When the cabin lights dimmed, his smirk cut through the darkness like a blade. Her nails scraped down his thigh as she crawled into his lap—sundress riding up to expose the "DADDY'S" tattoo freshly inked above her ass. "Bad girl," Jungkook murmured approvingly, yanking her panties aside to feel how soaked she was.

The first thrust punched the air from Tae's lungs. Her head fell back as she rode him with abandon, her moans muffled by the engine's roar. Jungkook's teeth sank into her bouncing tit through the thin fabric, his grip on her hips steering her into brutal upward grinds. "Fuck, Daddy—yes! Ruin this slutty cunt!" she whimpered, her inner walls fluttering around his girth. A flight attendant's startled gasp from the aisle only made her clench tighter.