"I love you," Yoongi echoes, ducking his head to kiss Jungkook's jaw, working his way down to his neck. "So much." The way Jungkook rubs against him, the friction it creates, leaves him whimpering in turn, desperate for more, determined to hold out. If he doesn't put a stop to it, he's going to get carried away and end things too quickly.

Easing back down the bed, he moves his hand down to Jungkook's hip to steady him, mouthing at his chest. "How do you feel?" he asks, glancing up. He wants to take his time, but he's eager to get going in earnest, to see Jungkook struggle to touch him, so he keeps moving lower. "Tied up for me. Is it good?" He's pretty sure it is, judging by Jungkook's half-dazed, wholly lascivious expression, but he wants to hear it from him. Getting him to talk about it is part of the fun.

Without waiting for an answer, he begins pressing kisses along Jungkook's inner thigh, teeth scraping gently over sensitive skin before he sucks at it, wondering if he can leave a mark here, too.