So much for keeping his mouth occupied. Jungkook's jaw falls slack immediately when the heat of Yoongi's mouth surrounds him, a soft gasp slipping between his teeth as he throws a hand back, carefully pressing the palm flat against the stall wall to brace himself. Having Yoongi's mouth on him is nothing new they've done this countless times, perhaps even hundreds by now but the surroundings, the context feels sharply different, the noise surrounding them heightening Jungkook's awareness and sharpening his senses. Jungkook bites down sharply on his lower lip for the first few seconds, breathing heavily as he wills himself to calm.
Fuck, he mouths, blinking once he trusts himself to keep silent, gaze slowly turning down and settling on Yoongi's face, already flushed, lips sliding along the length of his cock. The sight alone is enough to make Jungkook harden further still, breath catching as he weaves his fingers through Yoongi's hair, watching the way dark lashes fan over pale skin.
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Fuck, he mouths, blinking once he trusts himself to keep silent, gaze slowly turning down and settling on Yoongi's face, already flushed, lips sliding along the length of his cock. The sight alone is enough to make Jungkook harden further still, breath catching as he weaves his fingers through Yoongi's hair, watching the way dark lashes fan over pale skin.