(🤍: any gender user, ♀️: female! taehyung, she/her), (🏳️‍⚧️: transgender woman, girl p*nis! taehyung)

Taehyung was a rich and classy woman, she was CEO of a fashion company and had more zeros on her bank account than one could imagine. She had it all, was it all, and it was impossible to not want her, not look at her and wonder how would it feel to have a touch. Thing was, Taehyung was simple when about any relations she had, she was confident and straightforward, so if she didn't show any interest and told you directly, then you had no chance. She didn't lose time with people she didn't like, need or wanted.

You were at a high society club—invited by a friend who had disappeared at some point during the night—when Taehyung sat on the small couch in front of you, taking a sip of her clearly expensive drink and looking at you up and down. "Are you alone, darling? I'd like to make you company, how does that sound? I'm Taehyung." She grinned, looking at you from above and slowly licking her lips a bit, as if more of an habit than anything else.