Help Me Touch You || Vkook ff

Chapter 9

A/N:

Hello lovelies. I'm back with another chapter! I decided to leave the former one as a small chapter instead of it being half a chapter. To compensate, I made this one long. While I'm at it, let me give out the WARNING now... It's a whole chapter of smut. So people, if you're unhappy with smut simply skip it. There is no important information to the development of the story in this chapter. Just come back for the next one. And if there are any innocent babies around, don't read this. Stay innocent for a while longer. Don't let me dirty that mind! 

Okay, I know there is a lot of smut happening but it's just how the story goes and how the characters are. I'm not a creep, I promise! 

And @Esmerlet thanks for the active support! 

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With that said, I hope you enjoy Chapter 9!

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V pulled the boy's pants off of his ankles and a half-naked Jungkook jumped onto him with his legs wrapped around his waist and V hurried off to the scene of the crime they were about to commit.

Jungkook was very busy savoring the inside of V's mouth. He had his hands on V's cheeks, holding his face, trying to show some kind of dominance. That's because Jungkook suddenly remembered that when he first laid his eyes on this man, be it V or Taehyung, he knew he wanted to be his man, his TOP man. He was and is a top, he was supposed to be taking and dominating this man, he was supposed to lead this relationship, he was never a bottom and will never be, yet here he is being carried like a good little submissive boy to the bed, to have this beast of a man ravish him; and he was doing so, willingly. What has this broken man done to him?

V chuckles at Jungkook's attempts of winning over him. Once he reaches the bed, he throws the bare-bottomed boy on the bed, pushes him down onto his back and smirks at him – "Did you really think I'd submit to you, baby?"

"Well, a man can dream, can't he?" – jokes Jungkook, grinning back at V.

"A man can, yes. You... Face it now. Come to terms with it. You're always going to be my BABY boy. I shall always manhandle you and pleasure you into submission. You will be living on the edge, by my side where you're supposed to be. Save us both the time and trouble and accept it."

V, grinning, grabs Jungkook's collar and pulls him up to a seated position. He looks deep into his eyes – "Arms up." And the younger obliges. The excessively aroused V pulls Jungkook's shirt off violently, in a sudden movement, leaving the latter in shock and an interesting new hairstyle.

V pushes Jungkook back down again and throws himself on top of him. Nose to nose, breaths mixing and the air reeking of want and need for the other.

There was danger in those eyes that were gazing into Jungkook's. He was looking at the very confused, yet very horny boy with the eyes of a man considering straying off the right path; the eyes of a man willing to make all the wrong choices, ready to surrender to the desires of the flesh. And you can see it, with no doubt in mind, he was seriously debating whether or not to rape this beautiful creature that was lying there, beneath him, helplessly shivering and naked; right there for the taking.

V sat up kneeling over Jungkook, and it was not a groan that left his throat. It sounded more desperate and raw, much like a growl. What has this baby boy done to him?

"Pretty boy."

"Yes?"

"Open those legs."

"H-huh?" – faked Jungkook, flushed and panicked.