Jungkook's never exactly been subtle. Every single thing he feels he shows, and Yoongi's always loved that part about him, how he wears his heart on his sleeve so openly. It makes him so incredibly fond. It also makes a lot of things a hell of a lot easier, knowing exactly what makes the bunny happy, upset, and everything in between. And really, it's no different now. There's absolutely nothing subtle about the way Jungkook's entire body seems to ripple in surprise and something more raw as Yoongi nudges against that spot deep inside of him. Everything from the younger boy's twitching ears to his frantic whines to the way his thighs tighten almost painfully around Yoongi's waist ring loud and clear. It's as though he's forcing him down even harder, pleading for Yoongi to bury himself completely inside, needing him to surround every last inch of him and god, Yoongi can't find a reason not to. His own instincts want nothing more than to give Jungkook exactly what he needs--his baby doesn't have to say anything anymore.
After another slow, tortuous grind of his hips, Yoongi wraps his arms underneath the boy's body and rocks him up off the bed in one fell swoop. Suddenly Jungkook is upright and perched right in his lap, still full of the older man and clinging tightly to his body. The sitting position has their chests pressed snug, Jungkook's face hovering just slightly above his own, looking like--looking like a million incredible things all at once. Yoongi's breath lodges somewhere in his throat as he stares, taking in the wild, gorgeous creature cradled safely in his arms. He never stops moving, never stops gently snapping his hips up at just the right angle to reach where Jungkook needs it most, dragging out the sensation with every deep thrust. Right now, it really does feel like he couldn't be any closer to the younger boy. Feels like he's never been closer to anyone like this. The intimacy makes his heart beat wildly out of control, just as the heat churns desperately in his belly, craving some kind of release. That's when he kisses Jungkook--filled with the same desperation and love and desire crashing inside of the other's body.
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After another slow, tortuous grind of his hips, Yoongi wraps his arms underneath the boy's body and rocks him up off the bed in one fell swoop. Suddenly Jungkook is upright and perched right in his lap, still full of the older man and clinging tightly to his body. The sitting position has their chests pressed snug, Jungkook's face hovering just slightly above his own, looking like--looking like a million incredible things all at once. Yoongi's breath lodges somewhere in his throat as he stares, taking in the wild, gorgeous creature cradled safely in his arms. He never stops moving, never stops gently snapping his hips up at just the right angle to reach where Jungkook needs it most, dragging out the sensation with every deep thrust. Right now, it really does feel like he couldn't be any closer to the younger boy. Feels like he's never been closer to anyone like this. The intimacy makes his heart beat wildly out of control, just as the heat churns desperately in his belly, craving some kind of release. That's when he kisses Jungkook--filled with the same desperation and love and desire crashing inside of the other's body.