A/N:
My lovely readers, this is the first part of the chapter. The 2nd part will be up within a couple of days. I am simply having a personal issue. It's a very tough moment in my life. And I just couldn't concentrate enough to write. My mind was busy thinking and thinking and worrying and wondering. I am mentally and emotionally exhausted and this crappy intro of a smut is all I could produce for today. I'm sorry if it ends up disappointing you. I hope you understand and wait for the next part. I promise to put in the effort to make up for this lacking chapter.
WARNING: Smut. If uninterested or triggered by it, by all means, skip it.
With that said, I do hope you enjoy.
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"Jungkook! Option! Now!"
"H-hands, I guess."
"Hands? I can use my hand to pleasure you?"
"Y-yes." – Says Jungkook, red from his neck to his ears, unable to look into V's eyes. He was shy, to say the least. V's dominant personality and behavior called forth a corresponding obedient Jungkook.
"What about my pleasure, baby boy? How will you satisfy me?" – V says erotically, now holding the younger's chin, exposing his cheek and placing a soft kiss on it. – "Will you use your hand or will you use that pretty little mouth? Oh, how I want those sweet, soft lips around my throbbing cock!"
"V~ Please. Just our hands. I want you, I really do, but don't push me for more. I need you to respect this."
V looks into the boy's eyes, hungry as ever; hungry for the boy whose hair he is pulling, exposing his neck and groaning.
"V, please, p- ah~"
"Tell me pretty boy."
"Lick my neck, suck on it. Just do something! I'm going crazy!"
Something malfunctioned in V's head upon hearing those words. Jungkook could swear he saw the older's eye twitch.
V groaned, but did he lick Jungkook's neck? No. Did he suck on it? Not yet he didn't. In fact he did nothing to Jungkook's neck.
"You dare boss me around and demand shit from me you evil little shit? Lick your neck? Sure. But on my time honey, when I'm good and ready! Got it?!"
Jungkook nodded like the good boy he was for V, or so he thought. Good boy? Not in V's opinion. If he were a good boy, he's be straddling V now and riding him like his existence depended on it. That's what a good boy is, don't worry, I'll shape you and morph you into the good boy I know you can be baby, thought V.
"Do you want me to touch you?"
Jungkook nods yet again.
"Do you want to touch me?"
Jungkook nods once more.
"Say it! I want to hear it. I want to hear your desperation oozing out of that mouth!"
"Please~, V, touch me-"
Jungkook's words were cut off by a hungry V that is now devouring the young one. V tilts his head more and slides his wet tongue into Jungkook's mouth and basically starts eating the boy. If V could swallow Jungkook whole, he would; he'd eat him alive. That is how sickly obsessed he has gotten with him.
V presses his palm to Jungkook's chest and slides it downwards until he reaches the latter's member. He grabs it; it's already inflated and way too hard for its own good. He groans and a shiver runs through him at the thought that he has Jungkook's rock hard penis in his hand. He's hoping it's not a dream.
"Ah~" – the small moan left Jungkook's lips making V groan and want more. So he starts slowly rubbing Jungkook's length. The latter starts moaning and hissing. V, unhappy with the fact that he had no lubrication at hand, spits in his palm and on his fingers, then continues rubbing. Jungkook moaning, rolling his head from right to left, thighs quivering, starts to lose balance. This mess of a Jungkook, V could rape him over and over, all night without mercy. He wanted to wreck him so badly.
V pushes Jungkook back until he hits the wall – "baby boy, I am upset and unsatisfied with the lack of hand around my cock. You'd do well to put that pretty hand of yours to good use now."
"V~. Take us to the bedroom. Take me to bed!"
"Oh baby, you don't have to tell me twice."
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