it doesn't take long for yoongi to start getting hard. jungkook takes note of that, the way that he can feel his cock giving a twitch of interest underneath his palm almost immediately, and it makes him grin slightly. it's always good, getting to someone like this. it's something that jungkook likes, likes to play this game, likes to get guys nice and hard and desperate for him - it's just an added bonus when it's someone as attractive as yoongi. and even moreso that it's yoongi himself, given his attitude and everything else leading up to this point. it hasn't even started yet, and jungkook is already thinking this has good potential to be the best blowjob he's ever given.
he takes his time, continuing to knead against the growing hardness just underneath the thin fabric separating them. he can feel everything, right down to the way the rest of yoongi's body seems to tense if he presses his thumb over the head with just the right amount of pressure, the way something in him is responding to jungkook's suggestive question. still, he waits for the answer, big eyes still trained up on the older man, fingers never stopping, intent on coaxing him to full hardness before he does anything else.
the answer isn't exactly what jungkook expected, but then, it seems like with yoongi, he might as well just throw any and all expectations right out the fucking window. still, he can't deny the way that yoongi reaches down to press him harder against his clothed cock is hot, has jungkook squeezing around him with more pressure even after yoongi lets go in favor of sliding his thumb over jungkook's lip instead. there's no hesitation in the way that jungkook flicks his tongue against in, or in the way that a moment later he's shifting just enough to slide yoongi's thumb into his mouth. he works his tongue against it a couple of times before he slowly pulls his mouth up and back off, a preview of what else is coming, still holding that eye contact the whole time.
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he takes his time, continuing to knead against the growing hardness just underneath the thin fabric separating them. he can feel everything, right down to the way the rest of yoongi's body seems to tense if he presses his thumb over the head with just the right amount of pressure, the way something in him is responding to jungkook's suggestive question. still, he waits for the answer, big eyes still trained up on the older man, fingers never stopping, intent on coaxing him to full hardness before he does anything else.
the answer isn't exactly what jungkook expected, but then, it seems like with yoongi, he might as well just throw any and all expectations right out the fucking window. still, he can't deny the way that yoongi reaches down to press him harder against his clothed cock is hot, has jungkook squeezing around him with more pressure even after yoongi lets go in favor of sliding his thumb over jungkook's lip instead. there's no hesitation in the way that jungkook flicks his tongue against in, or in the way that a moment later he's shifting just enough to slide yoongi's thumb into his mouth. he works his tongue against it a couple of times before he slowly pulls his mouth up and back off, a preview of what else is coming, still holding that eye contact the whole time.