"Shit," Jungkook breathes, the pleasure beginning to slowly pool in his gut once again. He's not sure what Rapmon is doing behind him because he's got his eyes squeezed shut in both pleasure and fear, but soon Rapmon's large hands are lazily drawing patterns on his back. At the feeling his breath catches in his throat, eyes snapping open, but Namjoon's deep voice breathing on his ears calms him down.