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You lay on the bed, curled on your side, arms hugging your own body. Your eyes were half-lidded, lips slightly parted. A soft heat pulsed between your thighs as you rubbed them together, chasing friction. The room was dim, quiet... until the bathroom door clicked open.

Your gaze shifted lazily.

Taehyung stepped out, wearing nothing but a towel slung low around his hips. His body glistened with droplets of water still trailing down his skin. His chest rose and fell slowly, his abs flexing slightly with each step. His damp hair clung to his forehead, the scent of soap, cologne, and something purely him wafting through the room.

You stared.

He looked like sin.

His eyes landed on you immediately - your sprawled body, your flushed skin, the need in your eyes.

"Baby..." he spoke softly, almost startled, "when did you come?"

You pushed yourself up slowly, leaning back on your hands, smirking.

"When did I come?" you repeated, feigning innocence. "Hmm... maybe around the time you were doing something naughty with my panties."

His eyes widened. "W-What are you talking about? I... I didn't do anything-"

You stood, walking toward him like a slow flame.

"Oh, baby boy..." you said, voice low, "didn't Mommy already tell you not to lie?"

Taehyung's breath hitched. His cheeks flushed with heat and embarrassment, his gaze falling.

"M-Mommy, I... I was just-just needy..."

Your hands met his chest, sliding across the damp surface, fingers tracing over every defined line of muscle.

"And?" you whispered, trailing your touch down his torso.

"I-I thought you were still working in your office," he stammered, voice cracking under the weight of your closeness.

You tilted your head, eyes narrowing playfully. "So you thought touching yourself with Mommy's panties was okay?"

He let out a soft whimper. "I didn't mean to be bad..."

You leaned closer, your lips brushing against his ear. "But you were bad, baby. And bad boys don't get Mommy's help."

"N-No-please, Mommy," he begged, his voice trembling. "I've been good lately. Please... I need you."

Your fingers played with the knot of his towel. You tugged it gently, letting the fabric loosen just enough to make him squirm.

"Do you want Mommy to help you?" you teased, pressing your chest lightly against his.

"Y-Yes," he whispered, almost breathless. "Please... I need Mommy so bad."

You smiled, dragging your nails down his abdomen slowly, watching the way his hips bucked slightly forward.

"Hmm... okay, baby. Since my baby boy is being honest now... Mommy will help. You can do anything you want with me."

His eyes widened slightly, full of awe and desire, lips parted as if he didn't believe what he'd heard.

"Anything?" he asked, almost shakily.

You nodded, brushing your lips along his cheek. "Yes. Mommy is all yours tonight."

And in that second, something shifted in him.