It's been so long since Yoongi has done this--so long since he's even felt the touch of someone's hand on him, someone he really cared about, so long since that quick rush has left him breathless. And the thing is, it's been okay. There's been plenty to keep him occupied over the past few years, and notwithstanding the short-lived dating, Yoongi's been perfectly content to keep his social circle nice and cozy. He didn't need someone to keep him company at night when Jungkook always kept his side warm instead. Didn't need the companionship when Jungkook provided so much joy, so much comfort from the tiniest of actions. Didn't need the care when his baby bun loved him so much, smothered him with affections and floppy ears that made his heart swell tenfold. Simply put, he already had everything he needed to be happy. Yoongi never thought to want more. Not for a while, anyways.
But this--Jungkook exploring the length of him with such genuine wonder, drawing him closer, shivering with anticipation for something only his body really understands--this is so much more than what Yoongi ever bargained for. All he can do is hold the younger boy's gaze, losing himself in those beautiful dark eyes as Jungkook loses himself in the feeling of his body. That first little push is all it takes for Jungkook to scramble against him, clutching and whining and grinding those tiny hips with such obvious intent, so much need that Yoongi is no longer physically capable of hiding his groans. It comes out soft and strained in the short distance between them, and this time it's Jungkook's voice that encourages, that has Yoongi slowly burying himself inside of his bunny in a matter of seconds.
He bottoms out without any effort or force at all, everything else at a standstill as Yoongi simply feels the slick warmth surrounding him inch by inch. Yoongi doesn't know how to describe it, can hardly even form logical thought at all, but he swears he's never experienced anything as hot, as sweet as the way Jungkook's body just accepts it all. As though it was made to take Yoongi's cock. As though there's been something missing inside Jungkook these last several months that only he could fill. Then again, maybe there's a part of him that's always been like that--the same part that imprinted on him and desires for Yoongi to be his everything. It's all too much to think about when he's balls deep inside the younger boy, so he doesn't waste any more time trying. Instead he focuses on pressing further against Jungkook, one hand curling around his waist while the other reaches up to the boy's cheek, thumbing over the pretty, flushed skin. For a moment he lingers there, just like that, wrapped up in the most intimate position he could ever be in with Jungkook. "Okay, Kook?" he murmurs.
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But this--Jungkook exploring the length of him with such genuine wonder, drawing him closer, shivering with anticipation for something only his body really understands--this is so much more than what Yoongi ever bargained for. All he can do is hold the younger boy's gaze, losing himself in those beautiful dark eyes as Jungkook loses himself in the feeling of his body. That first little push is all it takes for Jungkook to scramble against him, clutching and whining and grinding those tiny hips with such obvious intent, so much need that Yoongi is no longer physically capable of hiding his groans. It comes out soft and strained in the short distance between them, and this time it's Jungkook's voice that encourages, that has Yoongi slowly burying himself inside of his bunny in a matter of seconds.
He bottoms out without any effort or force at all, everything else at a standstill as Yoongi simply feels the slick warmth surrounding him inch by inch. Yoongi doesn't know how to describe it, can hardly even form logical thought at all, but he swears he's never experienced anything as hot, as sweet as the way Jungkook's body just accepts it all. As though it was made to take Yoongi's cock. As though there's been something missing inside Jungkook these last several months that only he could fill. Then again, maybe there's a part of him that's always been like that--the same part that imprinted on him and desires for Yoongi to be his everything. It's all too much to think about when he's balls deep inside the younger boy, so he doesn't waste any more time trying. Instead he focuses on pressing further against Jungkook, one hand curling around his waist while the other reaches up to the boy's cheek, thumbing over the pretty, flushed skin. For a moment he lingers there, just like that, wrapped up in the most intimate position he could ever be in with Jungkook. "Okay, Kook?" he murmurs.