Help Me Touch You || Vkook ff

Chapter 7

A/N:

People, It's very late and for the life of me I cannot proof-read. I will however do it tomorrow or the day after and correct any mistakes I might have made.

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Now for a little WARNING: There is some sprinkles of smut... juuuust a pinch of it. If it is unpleasant, please skip it. 

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- Fae

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V released Jungkook from his arms and so the younger sprinted off to the bathroom so that he could wash away the mess of yesterday.

V was just as messed up and needing some cleaning himself, but he was too lost in his own eutopia to care. He was planning a whole life with Jungkook in his head, when the latter shrieked from the bathroom. V, startled and worried, runs to him only to find a panicking Jungkook looking down at his crotch with his unbuckled pants in his hands. V asks – "what happened, baby? What's wrong?"

Jungkook turned to V with tears in his eyes and now it's time for the older to panic – "Babe why are you crying? Did I hurt you last night?"

"V! Friggin' relax! I'm not crying. It's just the sharp pain made my eyes teary."

"What pain?"

"Oh my God! Bury me 6 feet under now!"

"Baby, you're freaking me out. What's going on?"

A cocktail of fear, stress, embarrassment and surrender was painted across Jungkook's face, as he brought his palms to his face and started rubbing it vigorously as to release some of the frustration that got built up in his heart in the last minute – "V, the cum has stuck to my underpants and my pubes. They're glued together and I can't fucking remove them! It feels like I'm dying a slow death!" – Jungkook groans and looks at V with apologetic and yet pleading eyes – "I think I need some help; you know... rip off the band-aid?" – Jungkook was giving V this confused half smile and neither of them knew what emotion his face was portraying. Could he be in any more of a humiliating situation? Probably not. 

The sliest and most satisfied grin stretched on V's face once he realized he was about to meet "little" Jungkook face-to-face; like on eye level, up-close and personal. This did not go by unnoticed by Jungkook, only he was too embarrassed to even imagine what was going on in V's mind. All he wanted was to get this hell of a show over and done with.

V walked over to Jungkook, painfully slowly, stood in front of him – "You got it, baby. Don't worry, I got your back. Or... your front." – he said while grinning and chuckling.

"V, please I'm embarrassed enough as it is. Don't make this worse for me, please."

"Okay, babe. I'm sorry. Don't feel bad, it's fine it happens. Let me take care of you" – he says, smiling to Jungkook.

He then looks at the younger's boxers, slides his fingers over the elastic waistband and into the briefs erotically, slowly, one by one as his heartbeat starts to quicken. He looks into Jungkook's eyes deeply and slowly gets on his knees while still gazing into them. Jungkook starts hearing his own rapid pulse in his head. Once V starts to lower the boxers Jungkook shrieks again – "V, the whole point of you doing this is for you to be quick about it! It hurts remember?"

And at that second, where Jungkook had gotten out of the suspense and was busy being angry, V violently rips off the younger's briefs. Jungkook chokes on his breath and becomes completely unable to breathe. It's as though the sharp pain caused his lungs to collapse. He buries his fingers in V's hair and pulls as a response to trying to hold in his scream.

"Ouch~~! Jungkook, you're ripping my hair off!" – V yells as he digs his fingernails into the skin of his lover's thighs. At this point, they were inflicting pain onto each other and as Jungkook started to breathe again, he loosened his grip on V's hair and the latter loosened his on the boy's thighs.

There's Jungkook, standing in the bathroom, pants around his ankles, fingers in V's hair, and V on his knees, in front of Jungkook, hands on his thighs and both panting. If one didn't know better, they'd assume Jungkook just received the best blow-job in the universe! Which is exactly what V was thinking, now that he was pain-free and staring at the beautiful member in front of his eyes. He looked up at Jungkook and saw him with his head thrown back, eyes closed and panting. Nothing, no force in the world could stop V's member from growing, not in this situation. There he was, with a throbbing penis in his pants, staring at his lover's bare member up close and all he wanted right now was to take it in his mouth and taste it.

V started getting closer and closer, looking at what he wanted to have for breakfast, while his hands subconsciously traveled up to Jungkook's butt cheeks and squeezed them. This woke the latter up and when he looked down at V, he saw the older was just about to take him in his mouth.

"V!"

V gulps hard still leaning in.

Jungkook pulls the boy's hair yet again and raises his head and looks in his eyes.

"Yes, baby boy?"

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Oh, baby boy, I just want to taste you. Won't you let me?"

"I thought we talked about this."

"Just let me have a taste. I won't do anything else. You're killing me here..."

"Not until we have the green light from Taehyung. This is his body too."

"But he's afraid of being touched, he'll never give us his consent! Forget it! I don't care, I will take you against his will!"

"You will do no such thing if you wish to have me around."

"Well, how am I supposed to manage getting his okay???"

"I don't know nor do I care. Figure it out if you want a taste of me" – Jungkook smirks while igniting the deepest part of V's desires.

The older groans for a whole 30 seconds, while leaning his head against Jungkook's abdomen, kneading and squeezing his butt cheeks.

Jungkook moans softly – "You need to stop now. Don't tempt me. I won't forgive you."

"Alright... You're going to make me impotent if you keep this up. You're building me up without giving me any release." - He was looking at Jungkook with pleading eyes.

"Now, now. Those puppy dog eyes mean nothing. And the situation we are in right now is reminder and proof of both of us releasing last night."

"Yes, but luckily, unlike you, my pubes are shaved. Thank God for mister model for keeping himself groomed." - V made himself chuckle.

"V, you will never speak of this situation again, ever! Erase the entire thing from your mind. It never happened got it? V? V, why are you looking at me like tha-?"

V crashed his lips onto Jungkook's like a beast devouring his prey. He was hungry, hungry for Jungkook with an insatiable hunger.

"You think you can flaunt your naked, heavenly body in front of me and walk out of here with everything intact? Think again buddy, I will take you right here, right now!" – V attacks Jungkook's lips once more, moaning and groaning, completely oblivious to the fact that he just lost control and unaware of the consequences his actions will bring, not that his throbbing bulge that's begging for freedom cares – "You'll make a rapist out of me, you evil little man!"

"V, if you don't sto-"

"NO! You have to think of something we can do to release right now. Something that will keep your conscience clean. Now!"

"But"

"No buts. Either give me an option or I rape you."