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He smiled and nodded.

"I-I must admit something though..." Taehyung whispered out.

"Yes..baby.?"

Taehyung shyly looked down. "I-I thought you...were going to be..creepy old man..."

He chuckled and smirked. "Do i look that old sweetie..?"

Taehyung blushed and shook his head.
"No no no no no no no!"

Taehyung stood up and fixed his skirt, "now hurry daddy, I wanna have a sleepover." He whined.

Jungkook stood up and towered over Taehyung. "So tall...and handsome!"

He pecked his cheeks and began walking, jungkook following close behind.

They made it outside and Taehyung sighs. "I need hobi hyung..."

"What. who, why."

"You jelly already~" Taehyung giggled and held jungkooks hands.

"For a ride."

"Honey just use my car..." Jungkook said and grabbed out his keys.

"Oh...right.." Taehyung giggled and followed him.

They walked around the corner and saw a black mercedes benz. "Wow! So Cool!!"

Jungkook opened the door for Taehyung and who sat in the passenger seat. Jungkook sat in the drivers seat and smiled. "Wanna sleep over mine instead babydoll..."

"Ummm...okay!"

Jungkook smiled and started the car and began driving towards his house.
He slid his big veiny hand to Taehyungs thighs and started softly rubbing his inner thigh.

Taehyung bit his plush pink lips and unconsciously opened his legs a little more. "Oh baby~ getting dirty aren't we..?"

He blushed and watched how Jungkook started massaging his inner thigh and slapping it gently.

Taehyung moaned softly and covered his mouth. "Are your inner thighs sensitive..?"

"M-Mmhm.." Taehyung mumbled shyly.

Jungkook smiled and ruffled Taehyungs hair. "Don't worry baby, I won't touch you like that without your permission."

Taehyung nodded, a little disappointed.

"We are here." Jungkook said as he got out of his car and opening the door for Taehyung. "Wow, gentleman.."

Taehyung paused and looked around, seeing big fancy, black gates. Surrounding a massive white mansion, with security guards standing near all the exits and entry's.

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