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Taehyung
"Jimin." He looked at me, cheeks red.
I sighted. "I'll have to put it in, then..." He gasped, lips rosy. He gulped, biting his lip.
I took his hand, and lead us back in the room before anyone could ask where we were going.
We got in, and I pushed him on the bed. Locking the door afterwards, I leaned on it, crossing my arms. "Take your pants off." He nodded, starting to take them off. "Boxers." He took them off.
"On four. Now." He nodded, kneeling on the bed.
The perfect view...
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