Something about that takes Yoongi by surprise, his eyes widening briefly. He's so quick to check in with Jungkook, to be sure that he's happy and cared for and comfortable. He forgets to check in with himself. Part of it is that it's so instinctive just to do what's going to make Jungkook happy, but, he thinks, mostly it's that he gets so caught up in what they're doing, it doesn't occur to him to stop. That in itself seems like a good sign, though. If he'd really been bothered, it would have been enough to cut through the enjoyment.

He traces small, gentle patterns against Jungkook's back, lifting his head to press a kiss to his forehead. "I'm okay with it," he says. "I want to do some research before we try it again, but it's okay." It might not be his kink, but it's not like he finds it upsetting either, and it makes Jungkook happy. That seems like reason enough to give it another go some time. "I think I'll be more comfortable when I'm sure I know what I'm doing. And you..." He huffs out a soft laugh, fond. "I don't expect you to be doing a lot of thinking when you're tied up and getting fucked like that. You're not supposed to have to think at that point." He is. He's the one who should be on top of these things. When he ties Jungkook up like that, when Jungkook gives up all control, he also takes away his need to have to think about these things. He's pretty sure that's part of the pleasure of it.