it all comes with practice - every movement, every bit of jungkook opening up more and more of himself, all of it an offering for yoongi to take. it used to only come out when he was really desperate - when he bottled it all up until it had no choice but to erupt, to spill over into things like late night phone calls, things like leaving yoongi voicemails full of his voice breaking and hiccuping over his desire; the way he used to fight the headspace so much even when he needed it, so his mind had no choice but to push him into it regardless.

now, the headspace comes willingly. jungkook doesn't fight it when the need washes over him, sexual or not - and of course, when yoongi is babying him, taking care of him no matter the context, it just comes that much easier. so he isn't shy about it, doesn't do anything but let it happen when he moans so clearly, when he just - lets yoongi move him. lets yoongi pull his clothes out of the way, lets yoongi lead him, guide his hips until yoongi is sliding inside, until he feels the familiar stretch and burn that he craves and it's so good, just as good as it always is, good enough to have him tipping his head back, fingers searching for something to hold onto - landing on yoongi's thigh.

and honestly - it's every bit as good, as satisfying, knowing that it gets to yoongi - knowing that it feels just as good to him, hearing the way that his breath stutters, just barely. because jungkook loves being a good boy - loves it when yoongi spoils him, when yoongi makes him feel good, when yoongi uses him to feel good.

"ah.. hyung," it comes out more like a whine again, and maybe it's closer to one this time. "don't.. mn, don't wanna work anymore.."