As the day turned into evening, Yoongi remained vigilant in caring for Valentina, his protective instincts flaring. After he sensed her fatigue, he had prepared her a light dinner, feeding her bits of chicken and rice while sitting on the edge of her bed, a blend of intimacy and authority in his demeanor.

“Eat slowly,” he instructed softly, watching her closely as she took each bite. He couldn’t help but smile at how she attempted to resist his orders, yet the moment he said it, she complied, a quiet glint of mischief in her eyes.

Once she finished her meal, he helped her clean up, but not without a playful side. “I think you’ve had enough of my pampering for now,” he teased, leaning closer to her. “How about a little fun?”

Valentina raised an eyebrow, intrigued but cautious. “What do you mean by fun?”

Yoongi leaned back, a sly grin creeping across his face. “Well, I thought we could play a little game. You’ve been a brat today, so I want to see how well you can handle some teasing.”

“Teasing?” she asked, her pulse quickening at the thought. “What do you have in mind?”

“First, I want you to get dressed for me. Something comfortable, but I’ll pick the color,” he instructed, his tone dropping to that authoritative level she loved. “I want you in something soft and sweet. Something that makes you feel beautiful, but it has to be white. Can you do that?”

“White? Is that a new rule?” she replied playfully, knowing very well that he was enjoying the control.

“Consider it a reward,” he smirked, his gaze unwavering as he watched her. “Now go.”

Valentina hopped off the bed, feeling both excited and nervous as she rummaged through her wardrobe. She picked out a soft white sundress, the fabric light against her skin. As she slipped it on, she took a moment to admire her reflection in the mirror, feeling the familiar flutter of anticipation build inside her.

“Are you done?” Yoongi’s voice called from the other room, laced with a hint of impatience that made her smile.

“Almost!” she called back, taking a final glance at herself before heading back into the bedroom.

When she stepped out, Yoongi’s eyes lit up with approval, and the warm, appreciative smile on his face sent heat rushing through her. “You look beautiful,” he said, his voice thick with genuine admiration. “Now, come here.”

Valentina felt a mixture of shyness and thrill as she approached him, her heart racing. He pulled her into his lap, the warmth of his body enveloping her as he held her tightly against him. “This is how we’ll play our little game,” he murmured, brushing his fingers along the hem of her dress, sending chills down her spine.

“Are you ready for some fun?” he continued, leaning closer so she could feel the heat of his breath against her ear. “I want you to submit to me completely, even if it’s just for a little while. I’m going to tease you, and you’re going to hold back your reactions, okay?”

Valentina nodded, feeling her breath hitch in her throat at his words. “Okay, I’ll try,” she said softly, excitement and nerves warring within her.

“Good girl,” he replied, his voice low and gravelly. “Let’s start with something simple.”

He began by running his hands up her thighs, pushing the fabric of her dress upward slowly, reveling in the sight of her skin. His fingers traced over the soft curves of her body, pausing occasionally to tease and explore, as she bit her lip to keep from moaning.

“I want you to focus on your breathing,” he instructed, his gaze fixed intently on her. “In and out, nice and slow. You can’t react to anything I do; you have to stay still for me.”

Valentina could hardly concentrate. The way his fingers danced over her skin made it difficult to obey, but she focused on the rhythm of her breath, taking deep inhales to steady herself as he continued his exploration.

“Good girl,” he praised, and that single compliment made her insides flutter.

As he pushed the hem of her dress further up, revealing more of her thighs, Valentina felt the rush of excitement mixed with embarrassment. “Yoongi…”

“Shh,” he said gently, placing a finger against her lips. “No words. Just let me enjoy you.”

With a mischievous glint in his eye, he began teasing her further, his fingers gliding lightly over her inner thighs before retreating. “You’re doing so well. Let’s see how long you can hold out.”

Every time he drew near to where she craved his touch the most, he would pull back, teasing her to the brink of frustration. Valentina squirmed in his lap, feeling the tension build within her, her breath hitching in anticipation.

“Stay still,” he reminded her, a note of authority lacing his tone. “Remember, you asked for this.”

“I know,” she managed, her voice shaky as she fought against the urge to react. But with every brush of his fingers against her sensitive skin, it became increasingly difficult.

As minutes passed, Yoongi’s teasing intensified, his fingers now brushing over the lace of her underwear, making her gasp softly. “Just a little more,” he urged, relishing in her struggle to obey. “You’re almost there.”

With each teasing caress, the heat within her mounted, pushing her closer to the edge of control. She could feel her body responding, the sensations overwhelming and intoxicating, but she desperately held onto the last remnants of her composure.

Suddenly, he withdrew his hands completely, leaving her gasping for more. “You did well,” he murmured, the corners of his mouth curling into a satisfied grin as he caught his breath.

“Wait—what?” Valentina exclaimed, the abrupt end to the teasing leaving her breathless. “You can’t just stop now!”

Yoongi chuckled softly, clearly enjoying her reaction. “Oh, but I can. You have to learn patience, baby. Next time, I’ll reward you for being such a good girl.”

“Yoongi, please,” she begged, her voice tinged with both frustration and desire.

His eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned closer, brushing his lips against hers. “I know you want to cum, but you have to wait for me. This is just the beginning. Are you ready for the next round?”

Valentina nodded fervently, the anticipation of what was to come both thrilling and torturous. “Yes, I’m ready.”

“Then let’s play,” he said, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine as he prepared to push her limits even further.