This is perhaps Yoongi's favorite part of being in bed together: watching Jungkook, desperate and wanton and so fucking beautiful, being able to give him what he wants. He wouldn't be surprised if it's the same for Jungkook. That's part of why he hasn't said anything yet. All embarrassment aside, the last thing he wants is for Jungkook to feel like he needs to at least try something he doesn't really want to do.

Clearly that's not really a concern, at least as far as this goes.

"You're asking now," he says, wrist twisting with every upward stroke, gaze intent. "And I want it." He leans in again, the kiss light but lingering. "You tell me when and I'll fuck you." Saying these things out loud if still taking some getting used to, but any hint of embarrassment or reservation about putting into words the things he's thought about tends to disappear when he sees the way Jungkook reacts to it. It's worth it for how responsive he is and the sounds he makes, worth it to hear the same filthy words coming out of that pretty mouth.

"Right now, though," he says, breath catching, "I really want to suck you off."