starrystarrynight: (yoongi blue)
Sarah ([personal profile] starrystarrynight) wrote in [community profile] kkaeppsong 2017-06-05 03:32 am (UTC)

"Just like that," Yoongi approves, holding the younger boy's dark gaze as his palm slides from Jungkook's hip to the small of his back, down his ass, and finally resting on the back of his thighs. Then his eyes are following the same path, hungrily raking over the boy's still-hard cock, how tight he looks even spread out like this, despite Yoongi being three fingers not that long ago. Such a nice view. It makes his cock twinge impatiently, just wanting to bury inside Jungkook without any more delays, but Yoongi suppresses that urge. At least for now. At least when this is still new for both of them.

Of course, neither of them is new to sex itself--it didn't take many conversations after they met for Yoongi to gather that the freshman was more experienced than he had originally assumed. Relationships, explorations, a one night stand or two. He certainly knew what he was doing around men--Yoongi felt the proof of that every weekend. As for Yoongi himself...he's long lost count. Still, this was uncharted territory in their play dates, always hinted at, teased about, but never quite close enough. Breaking in his subs properly, patiently, is something Yoongi always takes seriously. And above all else, he cares about Jungkook. He cares about every part of him--his comfort, his trust, his needs, his pleasure--because that's simply what being a good daddy means. The truth is that it goes both ways.

Wordlessly, Yoongi shifts on the bed so he can grab the bottle of lube on the bedside table Jungkook was no doubt toying with earlier tonight. He slicks himself up first, stroking nice and slow as his breaths catch, stutter out quietly. His other hand reaches to the boy's entrance, watching him stretch to accommodate his fingers all over again. He makes quicker work of it this time around, but it's no less thorough, the wet, obscene sounds Jungkook's body make every time he thrusts in forcing a low curse from his throat. Clothes come off, every last expensive piece before he settles back behind Jungkook, knees pressed against the smooth sheets. Closing his eyes, Yoongi takes a moment to simply feel. Dragging his thick cock against the boy's ass, teasing the head along that slick pink rim. Fingers steady Jungkook's hips, curling deep into soft skin. Jungkook's own voice, echoing around in his head. He's been calling him daddy more and more tonight, the more fucked out he becomes--Yoongi's been all too aware of it. And it leaves his grip tightening.

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