jungkook isn't sure when the last time he got his throat fucked quite like this was. there's every possibility that he's never had anything like this before, because it's clear that yoongi isn't holding back, isn't worrying too much about whether or not he's hurting him, whether or not it's too much. because it isn't. god, it's nowhere even close, and it doesn't matter that jungkook knows his throat is going to sore as fuck after this. his voice will probably betray just how hard, how fucking intense this entire thing was, but he honestly couldn't possibly even try to care less. all he wants is more, for it to keep going, the whole thing making him so dizzy in his own pleasure haze that he can't really think at all past that.
it doesn't take too much more to push yoongi over the edge. doesn't take too much longer for it to hit him, for him to lose it, and he's so deep in right now that jungkook can feel every last fucking bit of it. he can feel the way that yoongi twitches slightly inside of him, feel him growing harder, and feel every last throb of his cock when he finally does let go, when he finally comes and fuck, it's so hot jungkook doesn't even know what to do with it. he can't do much, nothing really outside of just letting it happen, swallowing everything yoongi gives him the best that he can, more of those same sounds pushing from him just to let the rapper know exactly how much he likes it, how good he is, feeling him come inside of him at all. jungkook stays right where he is, doesn't start to move until yoongi's stilled in his motions, and even then the first thing he does is to give another couple of short bobs of his head, takes his time slowly pulling all the way up and off. it's more for the fact that he needs to fucking breathe than anything else, his chest nearly heaving with the force of it, panting harshly, but he'd be lying if he said that the choking on yoongi's cock for the last few minutes didn't get to him, too. he doesn't say anything, just licks his lips before he's reaching up to wipe his mouth off once again, turning his gaze back up to yoongi, looking at him with dark eyes that carry a hint of smug satisfaction.
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it doesn't take too much more to push yoongi over the edge. doesn't take too much longer for it to hit him, for him to lose it, and he's so deep in right now that jungkook can feel every last fucking bit of it. he can feel the way that yoongi twitches slightly inside of him, feel him growing harder, and feel every last throb of his cock when he finally does let go, when he finally comes and fuck, it's so hot jungkook doesn't even know what to do with it. he can't do much, nothing really outside of just letting it happen, swallowing everything yoongi gives him the best that he can, more of those same sounds pushing from him just to let the rapper know exactly how much he likes it, how good he is, feeling him come inside of him at all. jungkook stays right where he is, doesn't start to move until yoongi's stilled in his motions, and even then the first thing he does is to give another couple of short bobs of his head, takes his time slowly pulling all the way up and off. it's more for the fact that he needs to fucking breathe than anything else, his chest nearly heaving with the force of it, panting harshly, but he'd be lying if he said that the choking on yoongi's cock for the last few minutes didn't get to him, too. he doesn't say anything, just licks his lips before he's reaching up to wipe his mouth off once again, turning his gaze back up to yoongi, looking at him with dark eyes that carry a hint of smug satisfaction.