Bangtan Mafia Amour

Chapter 18

"Mama," Kinsley yelled from the living room, where her brother was screaming his head off. "Kinsler is loud," the little 3-year-old whined.

"Okay, baby," Queenie called back as she dried her hands on the tea towel, "I'm coming." When she walked into the living room, Kinsler jumped up and down, pointing at Kinsley while screaming no. "Sweet boy, what's wrong?"

"Kinsley, mean, I want Paw Patrol," he cried as he nuzzled into her chest, rubbing his tears all over his mother's shirt.

Queenie looked at the TV and realized that a Barbie movie was playing vs Paw Patrol. Kinsler was supposed to have his choice this morning. He got up and made his bed, brushed his teeth, and got dressed, all without any fuss or his mother having to repeat himself. "Kinsley, you know that Kinsler had the TV this morning. You took me twenty minutes to wake up this morning and threw a fit at breakfast. If your Dad were home, you'd be in time out now."

Her lower lip started to wobble a bit. "No time out, I'm sorry." She quickly handed the remote to her brother. "Paw Patrol, okay, Kinsler?" She was nodding her head so cutely. She looked like her father, with big doe eyes and jet-black hair. Kinsler looked just like his mama, with his bright red hair and small button nose.

"Wow, I'm not even here, and you are making me the bad guy?" her husband mused from behind her. "I'm hurt, Queenie," he pouted so cutely.

She whipped around to look at him, "Well, you should be the bad guy versus me. I'm the one that's home with them all day, Mr. Big Shot CEO."

"That's unfair; I told you I could work from home." His lower lip pouted so much that his freckle disappeared. "You are the one that told me no."

"I told you no," she giggled, "because if you work from home, one of two things happens: I end up in your lap warming you while I take over your work. Or that happens, and then you bend me over that desk after I finish all your work."

He walked over to his wife, wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her toward him until their bodies were flush against each other. "Don't act like you don't enjoy it. In fact, it looks like tomorrow I'll be working from home, so we can do that. I have a particularly hard account, and I'd love your help."

She giggled a bit as she got up on her tippy toes to nip at his ear, "Sure, sure, you just miss me cockwarming you while you watch my brilliance."

He chuckled, his dick already getting hard at her words. "You know it, wifey." He looked at his twins with a soft smile, "In fact, why don't we make more? We can start tomorrow; try every day until the little line becomes a plus." He groaned as he rocked against her, seeking some friction. "I love when you are pregnant, you turn all needy and horny. It's so bad that we might have to hire a nanny to care for the kids."

Queenie smiled a bit, but he was not wrong. She wanted to be on his cock as much as possible when she was pregnant with the twins. She craved his cum more than any food craving, it was ridiculous, but Jungkook seemed to enjoy every minute of it thoroughly. "Sure you are still up for it? You are older now than you were the first time."

She knew that would get him all worked up; he's always so sensitive about his age. "Jin is way older than I am, and I know that since he just knocked his wife up again, of course I can."

"Yeah, but Jin's wife doesn't require multiple orgasms a day like yours does," she purred.

Jungkook's back went ramrod straight, "my babies," he cooed, "how about I read you two a story before naptime?"

Kinsley pouted, and Kinsler started to whine that they didn't want to nap, but Jungkook wasn't having it. He picked them up, one over each shoulder, and carried them to their room. He laid down on Kinsley's bed since once Kinsler is out he's out and can be moved, Kinsley wakes up if someone breathes too hard.