When Yoongi spends so much time hoping just to be good enough, it's strange to consider himself being too good. When Jungkook deserves everything, that doesn't seem entirely possible. Still, he thinks, he'll take it. It means he's doing something right and that's all he wants, to make Jungkook feel good. To make him happy.

If that means keeping him tied up, then that's what they'll do. Yoongi's not sure he could handle it, desperate to get his hands on Jungkook, but then, he figures, that's part of the appeal, being denied until the longing builds. It must make everything better once freedom of movement is restored. At least, he hopes it will. And he likes it from this side of things, driving Jungkook wild, watching him strain against his bonds. There are so few areas in his life where Yoongi feels in control. To be so here is a heady experience, one he knows he's going to want to repeat.

Ribbon next time. Soft pretty colors against Jungkook's wrists, maybe his ankles.

His mouth trails along Jungkook's hip, lips brushing his thigh, then back up to press a kiss to the head of Jungkook's cock. "So hard for me," he says appreciatively. "You look so good." Not yet taking him in his mouth, he licks along the underside, tongue dragging from base to tip. "Taste so good." As badly as he wants this now, he wants to hear Jungkook ask for it first.