Our Baby Girl, Bangtan's Little

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Joon had her legs spread wide and pinned with his large thighs; his hands were on her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. Jin's hands ran down their legs, he was touching the both of them and it was making them both squirm. He fisted himself, and then he slowly pushed his way in. Once he was in they both started moving, when one would pull out the other would push in.

After three orgasms, Abigail passed out. She woke up to Joon's mouth on her as she crying out yet again, he kissed his way up her body. "Baby, we've been busy, but can I have you?"

She nodded her head, and he groaned loudly as he slid inside his baby girl. "Fuck baby, you feel better than I could have ever dreamed."

His face was in her neck and he was leaving a hickey there, her legs were around his waist and his hands were on her hips. He was slamming into his baby so quickly that it didn't take her long to come undone. He grunted as he came inside her, and then he rolled them over so that she was lying on his chest with him still inside.

She stayed there, lying in his arms; it was safety and comfort until her stomach growled. It made him chuckle: "Come on, get cleaned up, and then we'll eat. I'm sure Jin has lunch ready by now."

When she got to her room, Yoongi was sitting on her bed holding something she wasn't ready for them to see. "So this is what you bought on your little shopping trip with Joy-Anna?"

Abigail looked down at her feet. She wasn't sure why she was so embarrassed; it's not exactly a secret that she wants to sit on them constantly. "It's so I wouldn't feel empty," she whispered.

He placed it in his pocket and walked towards his baby girl, "But baby, you have us. There are seven of us, after all."

"But I can't just sit on one of your dicks 24/7."

"You want us in you that much?"

She nodded, "I want you guys in me as much as possible. Maybe later on, it won't be like that. But for now, being in your arms with you inside me makes me feel the safest I've ever felt."

He nodded softly, "does this little pink dildo help?"

"Not as much as you guys, but it does help."

He brushed her hair behind her ear, "get cleaned up and meet me downstairs, we need to talk to the other Daddies." So that's what she did; by the time she got downstairs, Jimin was already hard and out of his pants waiting on her. "Sit on Jimin, baby." A blush crossed her face but she did as asked, Yoongi sat the dildo in the middle of the table and told them that Abigail wanted them inside her as much as possible but she bought the toy to use instead.

They all argued that since there were seven of them, the odds were that someone would always be available if she needed them. "But what about when I'm alone or out?"

Yoongi smirked and pulled out the pamphlet. "I'll only agree to you keeping it if we all download the app and you text the group chat whenever you use it so we can have fun, too."

Lord, they'll torture her, she fucking knows it. But she had to agree; it was the only way they'd let her keep it. After she agreed, they made it through breakfast, and then Hobi wanted to talk to her about the men she stayed with. He asked if any of them were friendly, and she told him about Mr. Han and that he did puzzles with her every night. Abigail assured him that he never hurt her and that she was happy there.

That also seemed to make him happy; Joon and Jin left and said they'd be gone for a few hours. Yoongi asked if she wanted to hang out. She was sure they were trying to distract her, but she couldn't figure out what he was trying to distract her from. In the middle of the movie, she slipped. "Daddy," his baby girl yelled in her happy voice.

"What baby?"

"Can we go play in my playroom with Daddy Jimin?" Yoongi made a face at her; there was no telling what she would make them do. But if he's going down, then Jimin is coming with him, that's for damn sure.

"Sure, baby, let's go get him." They got to his office, and he was more than happy to play with them. She wanted to play tea party, and that meant they had to be in fancy clothes. She wanted to surprise them, so she told the two to get ready.

When they returned to her playroom, she was wearing a pretty dress like Abigail's, but she also had fairy wings and a bunch of her play jewelry. She looked adorable. Both Jimin and Yoongi were in nice shirts and slacks. She clapped and told them that they looked super pretty. The two sat down at the table, and she started to pout, "What's wrong, baby girl?"

"Daddy Hobi and Daddy Tae have a Daddy; I heard them saying Daddy a lot. I thought they were my Daddies, so why do they have a Daddy?"

Jimin spit his drink out, and Yoongi choked a bit on the cookie he was eating. They both looked at each other and tried not to die laughing. "You handle this."

"But why?" Jimin whined.

Yoongi shrugged, "You are the main Daddy, so you explain it to her."

"Daddies," she yelled as she crossed her arms over her chest. She doesn't like it when they ignore her.

"Sorry, baby," Jimin said softly. "Umm, Daddy Hobi and Daddy Tae share their Daddy with you."

She cocked her head to the side, "who is their Daddy?"

He ruffled the hair behind his head, "Daddy Jungkook is their Daddy too."

"Are they little like me?"

"No baby, they aren't."

Her face was confused, "oh, is it like how Daddy Yoongi is your Daddy and Daddy Joon is Daddy Jin's Daddy?"

Yoongi barked out a laugh while Jimin groaned and dropped his head into his hands. The older man reached over and pinched her cheek, "You are such a smart baby girl."