Jungkook agrees so readily, without even a second of thought, and Yoongi has to fight the urge to bring him back for more. He just wants to smother Jungkook's sleepy face in kisses, cuddling him close, taking his time touching him, but his baby is too impatient for that kind of build up. He's also too far gone to be self-conscious about what he's asking for, and the last thing Yoongi wants to do is wait too long and give him any reason to be embarrassed at all. He's reassured the younger boy again and again that there's nothing he can't ask for, but the truth is that it takes time. Trust. And Jungkook will get there--he's already done so well.

Doing so well right now, hand immediately burying itself between Yoongi's thighs. It's not so much actual stroking as it is eager, needy little squeezes, feeling up the length of his cock like it's some meal he's been deprived of. The desperate little noise that follows is only confirmation, Yoongi breathing out something between a laugh and a sigh as fire rolls slow up his spine. So adorable. Yoongi loves how all skill seems to fly out the window when Jungkook gets like this, loves how eager he is to please, and his dick also appreciates the efforts, growing fast under the boy's touch. It never does take much for Yoongi, either. Especially not when his boyfriend is practically aching to be fucked. "Mm, that's good," he encourages lowly, his own hand tugging down the waistband so Jungkook can take him out, hips lifting up closer to the younger boy.