Help Me Touch You || Vkook ff

Chapter 31

A/N:

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WARNING: Smutty content towards the end. Innocent babies, please leave. People who are comfortable with it, please leave. I do not wish to force my content on you.  AND the chapter is of course not proofread. 

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Without further yapping from me, here is chapter 31! Enjoy!

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"What?" – V looked up at JK with gleaming eyes that looked hopeful for the first time since his world crashed. Ever since the incident where he nearly strangled JK to death, V looked more broken than ever. It wasn't just that JK didn't want anything more to do with him; it was also that he disgusted himself. He couldn't believe he did that to JK.

"I said I'll do it, V."

"R-really?" – asked V as he rose up from the ground looking into JK's soul.v

"Ye-" – before JK could finish the word he was engulfed into V's embrace.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!"

JK could feel V's pulse on his chest. He couldn't help but smile seeing V this happy. But he was extremely nervous nevertheless and so was V. The latter was just excessively grateful for this chance to win JK's heart back. But as JK felt V drawing back, he let his smile fall.

V gazed at JK, studying his face as if he hadn't seen it in forever and a day. He looked over every single detail JK's face had to offer. He couldn't help drowning into it. He seemed to be in a daze and wondered in the back of his mind if JK may be hypnotizing him. He felt as if he was sinking into quick sand. And he just couldn't help it. He kissed JK, rather aggressively attacking his lips. And just when he had closed his eyes and started to lose himself, he was pushed backwards.

"This doesn't mean I have forgiven you yet. Don't get ahead of yourself. I don't wish to give you false hope."

"I know, I know." – V sighed. "I just... It was like instinct. I wasn't - let's just-" – V sighed once more and started to shift his eyes around, looking everywhere except at JK and finally landed his gaze onto the ceiling. "How should we go about it then?"

"Let's just go to the bed." – let out JK, just as uncomfortable as V.

"And I just want to add that this is a onetime thing as we've yet to find out if TH would consent to any physical contact. Don't think I've forgotten that." – continued JK, feeling that it was important to remind V of the matter. V tended to get way in over his head. He was too impulsive and forceful.

V simply nodded and looked down.

It was quite unnerving, the situation they were in. Planned, emotionless sex, calculated and conditional, that also reminded both of them the near-death experience JK went through. This wasn't what either of them wanted. This wasn't making love. This was just something V needed to prove and quite frankly, it wasn't leaving either of them wanting for it. But it needed to be done.

Once they reached the bed V turned to JK, looking like he got kicked when he was down and started stripping. Utter silence. No arousal. As he finished removing all of his clothes, he just stood there, hands clutching at his own shoulders as a failed attempt of covering himself. JK looked at him; fully. He took it all in, every inch of him. He wondered if he had seen V without any article of clothing on him. He couldn't remember. But the only thing that was on his mind was the indisputable gorgeousness that was V's body. V was an absolute beauty; face and body, and he dared not look away.

JK stepped closer to V and started tracing the outline of V's shape. Starting from his shoulders, JK slid his hands down along V's beautiful form, feeling the softness of his skin at his fingertips. Once he reached V's hips he went back up and slid his palm over his neck and cupped his cheek. V leaned into JK's palm as his lids slowly fell.

"V..."

The aforementioned opened his eyes and looked at the man who whispered sis name so softly.

V hummed.

"Are you sure?"

V hummed once more as he nodded.

"Then get on the bed on all fours."

V situated himself onto the bed as JK wanted. The latter positioned himself behind V, placed his hand onto his back and pushed his chest down on the mattress.

"Do you trust me this time, V?"

A soft yes was heard, his answer being muffled as his face was pressed to the bed.

JK placed both hands onto V's hips, slowly slid them to his behind and carefully spread the cheeks apart, keeping his eyes on V. He noticed how the boy's breath suddenly hitched and his entire body tensed when JK exposed his hole.

"If you are having second thoughts, now is the time to speak up, V."

"K-keep going."

JK lowered his head until he was in front of V's hole that seemed to be clenching from his nervousness. V felt so exposed, yet that seemed to arouse him. JK licked his hole in a long stripe and V let out the most erotic moan JK has ever heard.

'Oh my G- He isn't fighting it!' – JK exclaimed internally and licked a second time producing another moan out of an extremely aroused yet nervous V.

JK reached through V's legs and grabbed his already erect member as he tugged it towards him and started stroking it.

A series of moans, groans and whimpers started leaving V's mouth.

"Ah~ Jungko- Jungkook!" – V squeezed his fingers, gripping the bed sheets and began moving onto JK's tongue. Said boy was extremely surprised at how well V was taking it and so assumed he was ready for the next step.

So JK sucked on his own middle finger and set it on V's hole. V hissed and tensed. JK pushed the tip of his finger past his rim and slowly went deeper. It was a few seconds too late when he noticed the silence. When JK look up to see V he saw him trembling and his back heaving as his hands gripped at the sheets way to roughly, to the point where the boy's knuckles had turned white.

"V?"

JK's face fell as he got no response from V and the latter's back kept heaving violently. He started hearing V hyperventilating; an evident panic attack was washing over V. JK quickly removed his finger and picked V up into his arms. His heart broke when he saw V's face distorted and drenched in tears.

"V! V! Stay with me!"

V kept hyperventilating. JK was lightly tapping his cheek to get his attention and V looked in his eyes.

"Baby! Baby stay with me! Relax! Relax for me!"

V's breathing never calmed down and his body started trembling more as if he was having spasms.

"Baby please! Look at me! I forgive you! I forgive you! Stay with me! I forgive you!"

V's eyes rolled back into his head and he fainted, falling into JK's arms.

And two tear drops rolled down JK's cheeks. One for his lover and one because of the heavy regret that swallowed his heart whole.