it's true that it differs for every species, every hybrid, every individual. it isn't as if acting on instinct is anything new, anything terribly different for jungkook. it's always been a larger part of him than it may be for some others, so many of his mannerisms dictated by what he is, from things like the way he still twitches his nose curiously at new scents and experiences all the way to the excited little stamps of his feet that come with a particularly strong burst of happiness or excitement. jungkook simply can't help himself, it just happens. it's just natural. and right here, right now, this is no different.
jungkook doesn't have to think about submitting to yoongi. it happens so easily, effortlessly, jungkook's body simply giving underneath every kiss, nip, touch that yoongi gives him. jungkook doesn't have to think about opening himself up that much more to the older man, exposing more skin, giving him more room, silently begging him for more of the treatment, for yoongi to mark him up, stake his claim, make sure it's clear to anyone who sees that this is marked territory, that jungkook is his, just the way it should be. every passing second just has more and more of that heat rising quickly, dangerously inside of him, starting to build once again. the desire, the overwhelming need is something that jungkook just can't shake off, and coupled with yoongi, with how much jungkook feels for him, how much he wants him, so deeply, on a level that he can't even fully comprehend - it only drives it in that much harder, faster, a little bit more than what jungkook is accustomed to facing on his own.
it's as if jungkook's body is simply feeding off of it, off of the energy, off of the attention, off of yoongi himself. and it isn't hard to, not when yoongi is so close, when he never stops giving jungkook what he wants, when jungkook can feel the shudder that rolls through the older man and even just that is enough to prompt another one of his own. it just feels good. everything about yoongi being close to him like this feels good, and yet it's quickly becoming more and more apparent to jungkook that it just isn't good enough. he needs more, his body wants more, the familiar, uncomfortable ache starting to make itself known more and more once again. he's still as hard as he was when this all began, and the slide of fingers against where jungkook needs yoongi the most is enough to have him whining softly, trying to tilt and rock his hips up against yoongi's fingers, nodding eagerly. it's difficult to find the words, but it seems like yoongi understands him, just like he always does. but even still, jungkook can't help it, can't stop the way that he's responding with a shaky "here, yoongi. please."
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jungkook doesn't have to think about submitting to yoongi. it happens so easily, effortlessly, jungkook's body simply giving underneath every kiss, nip, touch that yoongi gives him. jungkook doesn't have to think about opening himself up that much more to the older man, exposing more skin, giving him more room, silently begging him for more of the treatment, for yoongi to mark him up, stake his claim, make sure it's clear to anyone who sees that this is marked territory, that jungkook is his, just the way it should be. every passing second just has more and more of that heat rising quickly, dangerously inside of him, starting to build once again. the desire, the overwhelming need is something that jungkook just can't shake off, and coupled with yoongi, with how much jungkook feels for him, how much he wants him, so deeply, on a level that he can't even fully comprehend - it only drives it in that much harder, faster, a little bit more than what jungkook is accustomed to facing on his own.
it's as if jungkook's body is simply feeding off of it, off of the energy, off of the attention, off of yoongi himself. and it isn't hard to, not when yoongi is so close, when he never stops giving jungkook what he wants, when jungkook can feel the shudder that rolls through the older man and even just that is enough to prompt another one of his own. it just feels good. everything about yoongi being close to him like this feels good, and yet it's quickly becoming more and more apparent to jungkook that it just isn't good enough. he needs more, his body wants more, the familiar, uncomfortable ache starting to make itself known more and more once again. he's still as hard as he was when this all began, and the slide of fingers against where jungkook needs yoongi the most is enough to have him whining softly, trying to tilt and rock his hips up against yoongi's fingers, nodding eagerly. it's difficult to find the words, but it seems like yoongi understands him, just like he always does. but even still, jungkook can't help it, can't stop the way that he's responding with a shaky "here, yoongi. please."