It almost feels as though Yoongi's holding his breath the entire time. The whole world slows down to this moment, the sensation of losing himself inside the younger boy, feeling the wonderful tension in his skin, warm all over, so damn warm, hearing the needy little noises dripping from his lips. All of Yoongi's senses are wrapped up in Jungkook so completely, and he wants to remember every detail. Wants to carry this memory back home and hold it for as long as he possibly can. Because every time with Jungkook is incredible, but this--this is a different animal. Yoongi's never felt quite like this before, so in control, so needed, and he keeps going. Keeps going until he has Jungkook fully seated and filled, a trembling little thing in his lap.

Must be taking a lot of effort not to move, the impatient boy that he is. Yoongi loosens his grip on Jungkook's waist just so he can soothe touches over every inch of him, so he can cradle the side of Jungkook's neck while his head rolls back, sliding a thumb along his parted mouth. He wants to sink his teeth into that soft bottom lip, wants to consume everything. Loves seeing how much this alone affects Jungkook, without him even doing anything. The boy just needs his cock so badly. "Need me, baby," he echoes from before, the words coming out low, affected himself. It also comes out like a soft command, the same way it does when Yoongi finds the curve of Jungkook's hips and guides him into a slow, tortuous roll.