as he's gotten older, jungkook has undoubtedly gotten a better grip on himself as a whole, has learned over the years how to control himself, more or less. it's not like he was younger anymore, when he had no real sense of it, when his ears especially would betray every single thing about what he was thinking, feeling, at any particular moment in time, even if jungkook himself didn't quite realize that he was feeling it yet. it's taken time and practice to learn how to get that control over them, to moving them how he wants to, when he wants to. but there are still times even now when he can't always hold onto that. like every single time that yoongi kisses him, something that's still so brand new, that gets butterflies lining his stomach and his ears twitching with happy excitement each and every time. even that seems like nothing compared to this, the way that it's almost as if jungkook's body simply doesn't know what to do with it, with all of the new sensations, with just how it feels to be fucked open by someone else, to know that yoongi is the one who's doing it. it only serves to make that fire under his skin burn even hotter, jungkook's skin already growing damp and slick with sweat the longer this goes on, choked, desperate whines and cries leaving his throat with the way that yoongi teases him, fingers sliding just barely inside, nowhere near enough, before he starts giving it to him again and the push and pull has jungkook feeling that much crazier, that much more out of control.

at the root of everything, this is exactly what jungkook wants, exactly what his nature, his instinct is screaming for. he wants to submit to yoongi, only to yoongi, wants to give himself up entirely, to give him everything. it's why even in the haze that he's entered, even with the way that every twist and thrust of yoongi's fingers only seems to drag him down more and more, the words still cut through to him, sharp and clear as day. jungkook's movements aren't smooth, his fingers are shaky and he fumbles slightly in his eagerness but he responds to yoongi's request immediately, managing to eventually hook his forearms underneath his knees, fingers gripping at his own thighs in order to keep himself just like that, just how yoongi wants him. he'd do anything that yoongi told him, anything that he asked, because he just trusts him completely, knows that it's all for the sake of yoongi taking care of him, making him feel good, doing everything that he's promised and then some.

jungkook isn't expecting the way that yoongi's fingers move so expertly inside of him. he definitely isn't expecting the way that he starts searching, reaching that much deeper, curling his finger in at the perfect angle to brush up against something that jolts through jungkook so hard that his body practically jumps, choking on a loud sound that's somewhere between surprise and pleasure. it's nearly enough to make him cum just like that, on the spot, just from yoongi barely touching him in a way that's definitely new, definitely something that jungkook was never quite able to get to on his own, that he could only stimulate indirectly, just far enough away to be frustrating while still managing to take at least some of the pressure off. it was never anything like this, never anything even close to what yoongi is giving to him and jungkook feels a little bit like he's struggling to breathe, ears still twitching, body still quivering with excitement. he's torn between trying to roll and jerk his hips into it to get more of those sensations and making sure to keep his grip nice and tight on his legs, already starting to falter, hard to keep up everything all at once.