Nick lazed on the couch, his thumb idly scrolling through his phone as he kept half an eye on his five-year-old neighbor, Kaylee. She was on the floor, engrossed in a world of her own making with her dolls. He had agreed to babysit her for the evening, a favor for her parents who were attending a work function. He didn't mind; it was a welcome distraction from his own mundane life.
"Nick," Kaylee's voice broke through his thoughts, "what's a tongue kiss?"
Nick blinked, taken aback. Where had she heard that from? "Uh, it's when someone licks another person's... private parts," he answered, trying to keep a straight face. He immediately regretted his words as he saw Kaylee's eyes widen in curiosity.
"Can I try it on my doll?" she asked, picking up a doll and holding it out to him.
"No, no, it's not appropriate for dolls," Nick quickly said, shaking his head. He was starting to feel uncomfortable. This was not a conversation he had expected to have with a five-year-old.
"Can I try it on you then?" Kaylee asked, her gaze direct and unyielding.
Nick stuttered, caught off guard. "N-no, it's not... it's not for kids," he managed to say.
Kaylee pouted, her bottom lip sticking out. "You're being mean, Nick," she said, her voice petulant.
Nick sighed, caving in to her puppy dog eyes. "Fine, I'll show you what a tongue kiss is, but only on your leg," he said, trying to set boundaries. He didn't want this to escalate.
Kaylee giggled, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Okay!"
Nick leaned in, his heart pounding. He lightly licked Kaylee's leg, his movements hesitant. He pulled back, looking at Kaylee for a reaction.
Kaylee looked disappointed. "That's it?" she asked, her voice filled with disappointment. "It didn't feel like anything."
Nick nodded, relieved. "Yeah, that's all there is to it," he said, trying to wrap up the situation.
Kaylee shook her head, her determination clear. "No, you're not doing it right," she said, her voice firm.
Nick felt a chill run down his spine. He was in over his head. "It's time for bed, Kaylee," he said, standing up.
Kaylee reluctantly agreed, following him upstairs. He put her to bed, tucking her in and reading her a story. He breathed a sigh of relief as she fell asleep, the incident momentarily forgotten.
But as he turned off the light and left the room, he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. He had to be more careful next time. Kaylee might be innocent and submissive, but she was also strong, controlling, and direct. And he had to remember that she was still just a child.
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