jungkook's high washes over him in the same way the others have up until this point, the waves of pleasure crashing over him hard until they finally start to subside, until the full-body trembles ease up into something a little bit less obvious, less intense. jungkook still isn't satisfied, his heat hasn't broken, but at least there's a slight grace period that makes itself known here and there between orgasms, that keeps the gnawing need at bay long enough to let jungkook catch his breath, anyway. even that much is new, an eye in the storm that he's never really experienced before, that's definitely never happened whenever he simply tried to take care of all of this on his own. before, the pauses would only come when his body was simply too exhausted to keep it up anymore, when it would give up and give in to a few hours of sleep, always followed by waking up just as hot and needy as before, the same vicious cycle that kept itself up for the few days that it took to finally pass.
right now, jungkook can simply take a moment to breathe properly again. it's still coming too hard, too fast, but at least the bunny can relax. without having to keep up the strain of holding himself open just like yoongi told him to before jungkook can more or less sprawl out against the bed, against the sheets that are practically a mess now, just another detail that's so, so far away from his thoughts right now. in fact, anything that isn't yoongi might as well not even exist in the first place, because that's the only thing that jungkook can think of, the only thing that he wants to think of as the older man starts to move again, as he takes off his own shirt in order to use it to clean him off. even that contact is enough to make jungkook shiver slightly, but it isn't too much, just like the way that yoongi comes that much closer isn't too much, the way that he moves up jungkook's body until they can see each other properly again, once jungkook's eyes open from where they had fluttered closed for a few moments.
when his gaze settles on yoongi once again, it's still every bit as dark, hazy as it was at the start of all of this. the heat still has its strong hold on him, even if its loosened up for a brief moment, given a short reprieve from that desperation that will be back again soon enough. beyond that there's the same love, the same trust, the same complete adoration that always lingers there whenever jungkook looks at yoongi, the kinds of things that he can't help, that he always feels, that are strong enough to overwhelm him if he isn't careful. those feelings themselves are good, but it's even better when yoongi leans down to kiss him, to praise him, all of it bringing those happy little twitches of his ears, the ones that never fail to accompany even the slightest press of their lips together. "yoongi.." jungkook doesn't know what to say, he couldn't find the words to put to any of the things that he's feeling right now even if he tried. so instead the older man's name falls from his lips, followed by the way that jungkook leans up to capture yoongi's lips in another kiss as soon as he pulls away, jungkook's hands coming up to slide around the back of yoongi's neck, attempting to keep him right where he is, to try and get more of this.
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right now, jungkook can simply take a moment to breathe properly again. it's still coming too hard, too fast, but at least the bunny can relax. without having to keep up the strain of holding himself open just like yoongi told him to before jungkook can more or less sprawl out against the bed, against the sheets that are practically a mess now, just another detail that's so, so far away from his thoughts right now. in fact, anything that isn't yoongi might as well not even exist in the first place, because that's the only thing that jungkook can think of, the only thing that he wants to think of as the older man starts to move again, as he takes off his own shirt in order to use it to clean him off. even that contact is enough to make jungkook shiver slightly, but it isn't too much, just like the way that yoongi comes that much closer isn't too much, the way that he moves up jungkook's body until they can see each other properly again, once jungkook's eyes open from where they had fluttered closed for a few moments.
when his gaze settles on yoongi once again, it's still every bit as dark, hazy as it was at the start of all of this. the heat still has its strong hold on him, even if its loosened up for a brief moment, given a short reprieve from that desperation that will be back again soon enough. beyond that there's the same love, the same trust, the same complete adoration that always lingers there whenever jungkook looks at yoongi, the kinds of things that he can't help, that he always feels, that are strong enough to overwhelm him if he isn't careful. those feelings themselves are good, but it's even better when yoongi leans down to kiss him, to praise him, all of it bringing those happy little twitches of his ears, the ones that never fail to accompany even the slightest press of their lips together. "yoongi.." jungkook doesn't know what to say, he couldn't find the words to put to any of the things that he's feeling right now even if he tried. so instead the older man's name falls from his lips, followed by the way that jungkook leans up to capture yoongi's lips in another kiss as soon as he pulls away, jungkook's hands coming up to slide around the back of yoongi's neck, attempting to keep him right where he is, to try and get more of this.