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never in his life had jeongguk been this comfortable. they were laying in bed together, his back halfway leaning to yoongi’s chest, the older’s arms wrapped around his waist, chin propped up on his shoulder. the movie had ended a few minutes ago, but neither of them wanted to move, perfectly content holding each other in silence.
yoongi’s lips pressed gently on the side of his neck, moving to his jawline, one of the older’s hands petting jeongguk’s side under his t-shirt. he tilted his head to give his boyfriend more room, but got frustrated pretty quickly, wanting to see, to touch too, so he turned around, straddling yoongi’s lap, arms coming up to rest on his shoulders. jeongguk leaned forward on instinct, bringing their lips together, wanting nothing more in that moment than to taste, to be here in yoongi’s arms, safe, content, happy.
the kiss deepened after a while, jeongguk pressing harder, closer, getting a little breathless, body heating up with every passing second. yoongi lowered his hands from the small of his back to his hips, stilling the slight movement. jeongguk hadn’t even noticed what he was doing.
“i’m—” jeongguk’s cheeks flushed. they’d talked about this, of course they had, after six months of being together, but this was the first time things had gotten even slightly heated. but even though he was feeling a little shy, yoongi’s warm, soft eyes kept him feeling comfortable, even when he couldn’t say the same about his jeans.
“i just wanna make my baby feel good. will you let me do that?” yoongi’s words were quiet, gentle, mumbled against jeongguk’s lips.
“yeah,” he whispered back, feeling the thrum of excitement swirling inside of him. yoongi flipped their position gently, laying jeongguk down on his back, still holding him close, looking for any signs of hesitation. but jeongguk was ready. “please.”
jeongguk watched as yoongi sat back between his legs, eyes roaming over his body, hands skimming over his narrow waist, over his hips, splaying on his thighs, thumbs petting over the inner seam of his jeans. "so beautiful," yoongi whispered, voice hoarse, deeper than usual.
“kiss?” jeongguk mumbled, feeling a little unsure under that heated gaze.
yoongi’s expression softened, black ears drawing back, relaxing, a smile spreading on his lips. he leaned forward, hands on each side of jeongguk’s head, careful not to lean on the bunny’s ears splayed on the pillow, and pressed the softest kiss on jeongguk’s lips after nudging his bottom lip free from between his teeth where he had been biting it. “it’s okay to be nervous, bun. we can stop, at any point, just a word and i’ll stop. no questions asked.”
jeongguk felt a different kind of heat flashing through him, the one that came straight from his heart. “love you, hyung. and i want it. just— slowly?”
“of course, bun.” yoongi placed another gentle kiss on his lips, on the corner of his mouth, on each of his cheeks, lips traveling down his jawline. jeongguk sighed as the older continued to mouth at his neck, felt the tip of yoongi’s soft tail gently wrapping around his ankle, tangling them together completely. he felt his body starting to relax, his mind more curious than nervous, blood rushing down, making his head a little fuzzy.
yoongi was so, so gentle with him, just like he’d promised. jeongguk hadn’t doubted that for a moment, knowing that he always kept his promises. yoongi helped him pull his shirt over his head, immediately leaning down to press kisses all over his chest, his sides, traveling down to mouth at his v-line, making jeongguk blush furiously, making tiny sparkles explode under his skin.
yoongi raised a brow at him, hands on the front of his jeans, and jeongguk nodded dumbly, eyes hazy, thighs trembling in anticipation.
jeongguk’s cock was the prettiest shade of pink, swollen, already leaking a tiny pool of precum on his abdomen. yoongi leaned down, petting the top of his thighs gently, gave the tip a few kitten licks, eyes on jeongguk's face the whole time, watching his expression.
jeongguk exhaled, a little shaky, eyes closed, hands drawn to fists on his sides. "hyung," he breathed out, voice a little pained, high pitched.
"yeah?" yoongi's voice was a little breathless too, to jeongguk's surprise.
"don't tease."
"ah, but baby likes that, no?"
he felt his cheeks heating up even more if possible, and yoongi let out a low chuckle, flattening his tongue on the underside of his cock, drawing a whimper from his throat.
yoongi smiled knowingly, pressed his lips on his hip, slowly getting back to where jeongguk most wanted them. "you do, don't you?"
"yeah," jeongguk sighed, his legs spreading wider, his body melting into the mattress as yoongi smirked, took pity on him and moved down to gently suck on the tip of his cock, wet, messy with spit, the lewd sounds filling his ears, making his head swim. yoongi had one hand spread on his lower abdomen, keeping his hips from bucking up, the other drawing circles on the inside of his thigh. jeongguk tried to keep it in, but when yoongi dove down, taking half of his length in one go, bobbing his head slowly, tongue pressing on the slit, he couldn't help but let his mouth fall open, huffing out a breathy whine.
yoongi kept his pace excruciatingly slow, licking up his shaft, swallowing around the tip, letting his drool mix up with the precum that was now steadily leaking from the head of his cock, making the slide easier, hotter, wetter. jeongguk’s eyes felt heavy, hard to keep open, a stream of poorly suppressed whines falling from his parted lips.
“don’t hold back, baby, i wanna hear you.” yoongi’s voice was thick, but impossibly soft. “sound so pretty. my prettiest bun.”
they both looked down at the same time, jeongguk red with embarrassment, yoongi eyes wide with curiosity.
"baby likes that too, huh?"
“ah—” jeongguk had felt his cock twitching at yoongi's words, knew that the older had noticed it too. eyes flying wide, his thighs tried to close on instinct, embarrassment flushing through his body.
but yoongi kept his legs from closing, eyes firmly holding jeongguk’s gaze. “it’s okay gguk-ah. you’re okay.” yoongi leaned down to place a kiss on his hip bone. and then another. and another, soft lips drawing beautiful patterns on his skin.
jeongguk shivered, his muscles thrumming. “why?” he wasn’t even sure what he was asking, just overwhelmed, a little confused at his own reaction, at the bubbling warmth spreading inside. but the other knew immediately what he meant. of course he did.
yoongi smiled, let his hands slide up, wrapping around his waist, head dropping down to nuzzle his cock. “my beautiful baby has a bit of a praise kink. it’s hot. no need to be embarrassed, bun.”
he didn’t have time to get too emotional when yoongi was surging back down, holding his hips still, apparently fueled by a new determination. jeongguk’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, his hands flying up, latching on the headboard, his legs trembling, feet planted on the bed, white hot pleasure pulsing through his body. “hyung, i’m— i can’t—”
yoongi came up to breathe a quick, “it’s okay, bun, let go for hyung,” and then kept going, pressing jeongguk’s trembling body down, making him feel impossibly safe, small, hot all over. it felt like fire pooling inside of him, all-consuming, taking him closer and closer to—
and jeongguk came with yoongi’s name on his lips, back arching up from the bed, knuckles white as he held onto the headboard with all the strength he had, the tight grip the only thing grounding him. his mind blanked, focused on the warmth surging through his body, the way it kept going on and on. after a minute or two, he felt his body slowly relaxing, coming down from the high, eyes blinking open, his hold on the headboard slipping, arms flopping down on the pillow above his head.
yoongi was there, smiling down at him, crawling back up, hugging him tight to his chest, lips on the side of his head, on his cheek, on the corner of his mouth. jeongguk couldn’t quite reciprocate the kiss, he was still a bit busy catching his breath, a tired, but so, so happy smile spreading on his lips, lifting his arms weakly to wrap around yoongi’s shoulders, to softly rub the older’s fluffy ears just the way he knew yoongi liked.
“baby was so good for me. such a good little bunny.” the words were accompanied with more soft kisses. “how are you feeling?”
jeongguk blinked, trying to get his breathing in control, huffed out a laugh when he couldn’t quite find the words.
“take your time, bun.” yoongi flipped them over, keeping jeongguk pressed to his chest the whole time, drawing a blanket over their bodies. that’s when jeongguk realized he’d started shivering, goosebumps rising on his skin.
“i’m—” he was starting to get a little frustrated, biting down at the collar of yoongi’s t-shirt, searching for the right words. “that was? amazing? new? a little overwhelming? but in a good way?”
yoongi hummed, a smile in his voice when he said, “you don’t sound so sure.”
“i mean,” jeongguk raised his head to look the older in the eyes. “thank you, hyung. i mean it. i’ve never felt anything like that. thank you for taking care of me.”
yoongi’s eyes were so soft as he leaned forward to kiss him, this time getting a proper kiss back. “i’m happy, bun. thank you for letting me take care of you.”