Little Baby Boy | [Yoonkook] One-shots

Good Boy

   It had been a good day so far, you know as good it can get for a CEO of a company. The only highlights were when his baby called. Wanting to face time with his daddy because he missed him. And in all the three times he called, the little was in bed, drowning in soft blankets, only his head and face showing. But, that was all Jeongguk needed to showcase a wide bunny smile, effectively lifting his mood greatly. He found it absolutely adorable how his baby's black hair sat messily atop his head from going under the blankets and popping back out.

  That was really the only motivation Jeongguk ever got to get through his days at the office. The promise of seeing his little baby boy, Yoongi.

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   "Hello?" Jeongguk's voice rang through the grand and spacious penthouse the was the home of the little and his daddy. "Yoongi? Baby? Daddy's home!" Once again silence spread throughout the penthouse. Until he heard the sound of feet padding against tile flooring, and high-pitched giggles coming from the hallway. Only to reveal a small man with black, messy hair, slick eyes, creamy skin, his smile was pink and the teeth small, it made Jeongguk feel warm. His attire consisted of a big button-up shirt, probably Jeongguk's, slipping off at the collar to reveal marred skin. His legs were exposed, thighs housing bruises from tight grips, bite marks of adoration, and imprints of possession. All of them belonging to Jeongguk.

   "Daddy!" The man squealed as he came running towards his acclaimed daddy. His arms were spread wide, ready to hug the taller man, and who was Jeongguk to deny a hug from his baby boy?

   Once his arms wrapped around the shorter male he lifted him up, spinning his baby around before bringing him close to his own body. The little wrapping his legs around Jeongguk once he got the chance to. Taking his arms out of the air Yoongi snaked them around the taller's neck, tangling his lithe fingers in Jeongguk's dark brown hair. Yoongi was squealing and letting out cute high-pitched laughs, jumping up and down while still being held up by the taller male.

   "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy! You back! You back! Yay!" Jeongguk laughed at the older's antics. Smiling brightly at his baby boy's happiness of being with his daddy again. And he also cheered along with the little, because he too was happy about being with his baby boy.

   "What have you been doing flower?" The little in question stopped giggling and jumping when he heard what his daddy had asked him. Yoongi thought long and hard about it, because what did he do? Well, he slept, and ate, and slept again, then he called his daddy, then he colored, then he called his daddy again, then went back to sleep, then called his daddy again, he got bored and played with himself—oh.

   Yoongi wanted some playtime.

   While Yoongi was recalling what he had done during the day, Jeongguk took them to their shared bedroom. There were fluffy blankets sprawled on the king-sized bed, coloring pages, and crayons on a small coffee table at the foot of the bed. And in front of that, there were some toys scattered about. The closet door was open and there were a couple of shirts on the ground, all of them probably Jeongguk's, knowing that the little loved to douse himself in his daddy's clothes. Evident from the fact that Yoongi is wearing one of his many black button-up shirts. Before he was a little spectacle about whether his baby boy was wearing anything under the shirt, and now that he was gripping his thighs Jeongguk could feel the silk of the shorts his baby was wearing. And as if in approval the taller male squeezed the soft, warm, smooth flesh of the smaller male's thighs. The little giggled at the sudden feeling of his daddy's big rough hands squishing his meaty thighs.

   Jeongguk sat down at the edge of the bed, little in lap, and continued to need at the soft and squishy thighs. His eyes transfixed on the elder's ethereal beauty, "Daddy?" The taller male hummed to inform the little he had his attention. "Can daddy play wit' Yoonie?" Any other day Jeongguk would've said 'Yeah, let me just change, okay baby?', but not today. Nope. Not today, because today Yoongi was moving his daddy's hands up to his small, smooth, and meaty ass.
Jeogguk slid his hands up to where Yoongi wanted them, sliding them under the silk shorts that had ridden up, barely covered anything, leaving half of his ass cheeks exposed. The younger male growled as he felt the lace panties, grabbing the older's ass and spreading his cheeks apart. Fingers long enough that they dig into the little's wet hole.