Of all the sweet sounds Jungkook makes when he gets like this, his whines are by far Yoongi's favorite. There's something about it that both satisfies him to no end and leaves him wanting so much more--craving to slip inside Jungkook and make him lose himself. Make sure the younger boy is so well taken care of, so thoroughly pleasured that he can stay suspended in the moment, right there in Yoongi's arms. He continues mouthing at the boy, lingering presses trailing down his neck, shoulder. Smells so good, and god--Yoongi's missed this.

"Shh, baby boy," he murmurs, the fingers against him stroking in soothing little circles. Jungkook's been doing his very best, especially after being apart for so long, and there's no point in having the boy feel guilty about enjoying himself. That's all Yoongi wants in the first place. Eventually his kisses lower even further, Yoongi angling his body so he can properly see just how flushed and pretty the boy looks, jelly-limbed against the couch. Yoongi glances up, holding Jungkook's gaze as he leans down and gently sucks at his nipple. Barely there pressure, a flick of the tongue. "Hyung wants you to cum like this."