As another two years went by Taehyung was now 11 years old.

Jeongukk has kept the same pace with Taehyung, ensuring he wouldn't hurt him.

The things they've done so far are that Taehyung would always suck on Jeongukk's nipple, his piercings, his lip, his tongue, and Jeongukk still inserted the tip of his length inside Taehyung, releasing inside him.

So far Jeongukk has gotten into a habit of doing one or two of these things a day.

Regardless of what they did, Jeongukk made sure to always release inside Taehyung to make one of his plans work, even though he knew it was wrong.

Right now Jeongukk and Taehyung were lying in bed since Jeongukk called in telling his secretary he was 'sick'.

Taehyung was lying on his back with Jeongukk between his legs caressing his waist.

Taehyung looked at Jeongukk, asking in a confused voice. "What are you doing, Daddy?"

Jeongukk chuckled, "I want to do something new with you."

Taehyung tilted his head. "Do what?"

Jeongukk smirked as he pulled Taehyung's pants down. "I'm going to finger you, so we can do more stuff later on."

"What do you mean by fingering?" Taehyung asked innocently

Jeongukk's smirk widened as he spread Taehyung's legs. "I'm going to stretch you down here." He said rubbing Taehyung's clit

Taehyung let out a little moan muttering a small "Okay."

Jeongukk slides one of his fingers slowly inside Taehyung's entrance. "This will hurt for a little bit, but you'll feel pleasure soon, okay Bambi?"

"Okay," Taehyung said whimpering

Jeongukk slowly began thrusting one finger in and out of Taehyung's entrance.

Taehyung was surprisingly already wet, so he didn't need any type of lubricant.

Jeongukk added a second finger while muttering. "You're so wet already."

Taehyung let out a whimper due to the pain, as tears began streaming down his face.

Jeongukk caressed Taehyung's waist with his free hand. "It's okay, baby, the pain will soon turn into pleasure."

He added a third finger as he began scissoring Taehyung to stretch him.

Taehyung let out a loud sob due to the pain causing Jeongukk to retract his fingers.

Jeongukk cupped Taehyung's face. "Shit, I'm sorry, Bambi." He said kissing his eyes, nose, and lips.

"H-hurts," Taehyung said crying

Jeongukk cupped Taehyung's face. "I know, Bambi, I'm sorry."

He pulled Taehyung into a kiss to distract him from the pain when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"What's going on in there?" Bora yelled

Jeongukk broke away from the kiss and rolled his eyes. "Nothing. Leave us alone." He said in a cold tone

"Whatever," Bora yelled and walked away.

Jeongukk looked into Taehyung's eyes smiling apologetically. "Do you want to continue or stop?" He asked caressing Taehyung's face

Taehyung looked at Jeongukk with tears in his eyes. "C-continue." He mumbled

"Are you sure?" Jeongukk asked caressing his waist

"Y-yes," Taehyung whispered

Jeongukk muttered a small "Okay." As he inserted two fingers back inside Taehyung.

He slowly began thrusting his fingers inside Taehyung scissoring him.

He captured Taehyung's lips in a deep, passionate kiss so he wouldn't cry out again, so no one would hear them.

He added a third finger and then a fourth, stretching him.

He slowly slid his fingers out once he thought he was stretched enough.

Jeongukk began sliding his boxers down, freeing his hard erection, and guided it towards Taehyung's entrance.

Jeongukk looked into Taehyung's eyes. "This will hurt a little more, but I need to do this to stretch you some more. Okay, Bambi?"

Taehyung muttered a small "Okay."

He pressed his tip against Taehyung's entrance as he slowly began entering him.

Taehyung let out a hiss, feeling the painful stretch as Jeongukk leaned down, capturing his lips in a kiss to distract him from the pain.

He began pushing further inside him, caressing his waist to ease the tension.

Taehyung began pushing against Jeongukk's chest, feeling intense pain, but he pinned Taehyung's hands above his head while thrusting fully inside him.

After a few minutes, Jeongukk released his hands and pulled away from the kiss.

"H-hurts," Taehyung said with tears streaming down his face

Jeongukk pecked Taehyung's forehead and eyes. "I know Bambi, but this will help stretch you more."

Taehyung calmed down after a few minutes, Jeongukk pulled all the way out to the tip, and slowly pushed back inside him.

He kept a steady rhythm, ensuring Taehyung was stretched enough for what he wanted to do next.

After a few minutes, he pulled all the way out while still hovering above Taehyung.

Taehyung tilted his head looking into Jeongukk's eyes. "Why did you stop?"

Jeongukk bopped his nose. "Because you're stretched enough. We'll do more of this when you're older." He said chuckling.

Taehyung pouted but mumbled a small "Okay."

As the months passed, Jeongukk found himself increasingly captivated by Taehyung, seeking out every opportunity to deepen their physical connection.

Whether they were in the privacy of the bedroom, the dimly lit corners of Jeongukk's office, or even lounging in the living room, engrossed in a television show, he would seize any moment to bridge the gap between them.

The kitchen, too, became an unexpected backdrop for their encounters, especially during those times when they were home alone, allowing their passion to flourish without the worry of being interrupted.

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At this moment, Jeongukk and Taehyung were comfortably settled in the living room, creating an intimate scene that felt cozy and warm.

Jeongukk reclined on the couch, his back pressed against the soft cushions, while Taehyung perched atop him, straddling his waist with a playful smile.

The room was dimly lit, adding to the sense of privacy.

Jeongukk gently reached for a fluffy blanket, draping it over their bodies to envelop them in warmth.

He felt a rush of excitement as he slid his boxers down, the fabric slipping away to reveal his desire.

He then shifted Taehyung's shorts to the side, his breath hitching slightly in anticipation.

With a careful touch, Jeongukk guided himself toward Taehyung's entrance and, taking a moment to savor the intimacy of the connection they were about to share.

He slowly pushed inside, feeling a mix of warmth and tenderness as he entered him.

The atmosphere was charged with a blend of trust and yearning as they connected in that stolen moment together.

Taehyung looked up at his father with wide, curious eyes. "Dad," he called softly, his voice a gentle whisper that seemed to hang in the air.

Jeongukk, enveloped in a comfortable haze, looked at Taehyung, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Shh, Bambi," he murmured, his voice husky with affection. "I just need you to be wrapped around me right now."

His words flowed like a soothing melody, the warmth of his embrace beckoning Taehyung closer.

Once he was fully enveloped inside Taehyung, Taehyung let out a moan as Jeongukk's tip brushed against his prostate.

They continued watching TV as Jeongukk slowly began thrusting inside Taehyung, when suddenly the front door opened as Bora walked inside.

Jeongukk stopped thrusting while keeping his hands on Taehyung’s ass.

Bora crossed her arms, a look of disbelief etched across her face. "Don't you think he's too old for you to be touching him like that?"

She asked, a hint of disgust coloring her voice, as her eyes narrowed at the sight of Jeongukk's hands resting on Taehyung's ass.

Jeongukk responded sharply, his voice dripping with coldness.

"Regardless of his age, he's still my baby and deserves to be treated as such." His gaze was steady, betraying no hint of embarrassment or concern.

Bora stepped closer, her jealousy bubbling just beneath the surface. "It's inappropriate to be touching him like that," she insisted, her tone rising as she glared at Jeongukk, unwilling to back down.

"I'm not even touching him inappropriately," Jeongukk replied, exasperation creeping into his voice.

"My hands are just resting on him. It’s not like I’m... doing anything else." He rolled his eyes, dismissing her accusations with a wave of his hand.

"Get off of him, Taehyung!" Bora yelled, frustration evident in her shout as she stood with clenched fists.

Jeongukk's expression hardened, his protective instincts sharp. "One, don’t yell at MY son, and two, he doesn’t have to do anything you say. So just leave us alone." His tone was low and threatening, making it clear he meant every word.

Bora huffed in irritation, storming off upstairs, her footsteps echoing in the quiet house.

Just then, the front door creaked open, and Jungkook walked in, his presence somehow lightening the tense atmosphere.

"Hey, Dad," Jungkook greeted casually, though the coldness in Jeongukk's demeanor made him pause.

"What?" Jeongukk asked, his voice deep and emotionless, as he remained close to Taehyung.

"Where's Mom?" Jungkook inquired, a frown forming on his face as he scanned the room for her.

"Hopefully signing the damn divorce papers," Jeongukk replied, rolling his eyes with a mix of irritation and hope.

As Jungkook’s attention shifted to Taehyung, a soft smile appeared on his face. "Hey, cutie," he said, reaching out to caress Taehyung’s cheek gently.

"Don’t touch him," Jeongukk interjected suddenly, smacking Jungkook's hand away with a swift motion.

"Why?" Jungkook asked, taken aback by the sudden aggression.

"Because I said so," Jeongukk replied firmly, his voice low and authoritative, leaving no room for argument.

Jungkook scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief before heading upstairs to his bedroom, the tension swirling in the air like storm clouds.

Jeongukk turned his attention back to Taehyung, leaning in close and whispering softly in his ear, "How about we go to our bedroom to continue, Bambi?" His voice was now warm and inviting, a stark contrast to the earlier confrontation.

"Okay," Taehyung replied, a smile breaking across his face, clearly eager for the intimate moment that awaited them.