jungkook feels good. he almost can't believe how good he feels, even after. it takes time for the waves of pleasure to subside, to finally stop assaulting him, rolling through his body over and over again. it isn't until after yoongi comes as well, both of them satisfied, that the overwhelming, almost too much starts to settle, quiet into a hazy, floaty kind of feeling that he never gets anywhere else. it's a feeling that comes from all of this. from being so completely satisfied, from how good it feels to have yoongi take care of him like this, to hand himself over and know without any hint of doubt or worry that yoongi is going to take care of him. yoongi always takes care of him, and it's especially good like this, after so long, when jungkook's been wanting while they were apart.

coming back to himself is a slow process. it's something that always depends on so many other factors, something that never, ever makes him feel hurried or rushed. he can take his time, just feeling. feeling close to yoongi, feeling taken care of, safe, secure, feeling loved. it makes him warm all over, inside and out. makes him feel full with it, this kind of bone deep satisfaction, this kind of content that only comes with yoongi, yoongi, yoongi. he doesn't say anything - not yet. but after some time, movements still a little shaky, unsteady, he shifts to lay more comfortably against yoongi, curled up slightly and pressed close in the way that he likes best.