V knocked on the locked door, and he got no response to the knock. He was thinking just breaking down the door, but in a joking way. He continued knocking until she opened the door, and told him to come in. Her face was red, and her eyes were puffy. Before he could enter she took off her clothes besides her undergarments. "May I ask why you took off your clothes?" He said while staring into her red puffy eyes that were still filled with tears. "It got hot in here. This room doesn't have AC, V" she said with an attitude. V nodded his head, and entered the room, and sat in the rocking chair next to their bed. Evey sat on the bed crying again, and V deeply felt guilt raise into his soul while watching his rose cry on their bed.

"Was it a lie" she asked while lifting her head up to look at him in the eyes. He didn't know what she meant by a lie. He was so puzzled he didn't know what to say. "Was it a LIE V?" She shouted with sadness in her sweet voice. He was still puzzled at her demand of a question. "What was?" He calmly asked her. "Was it a lie when you told me the first time ever you loved me and care about me?" She said while tears were streaming down her glossy pale face. V didn't know what to do. Of course that wasn't lie he thought to himself. He didn't understand how her brain could have thought that to begin with. He got up from the rocking chair and the leather gloves were tightened around his hands, and he moved his hands behide his back and looked down at Evey. "It was a truth from the heart, and a truth from the soul." He said so calm, and so gentle. His voice was so loving it put Evey to sleep a lot. She looked up at him with a blood cold stare into his death like eyes.

"Prove it" She said so quietly. Evey rested her head back down on the bed, and started sobbing again. He didn't know how to prove it to her. He was telling the truth. What did this beautiful creature want from him? What did this angel that god sent to him want from him? Was she drunk? Is she having mood swings? He didn't know. He wanted to touch her so badly, but he knew it was wrong to do that on a beautiful women like Evey. He was craving for it so badly. He was out of control at that point.

V stared at Evey up and down. She was wearing all black laced undergarments. Her bra was beautiful. It was black with a light pink ribbon with dark blue side to it. Evey looked up at him with a look of scared, and sad. V couldn't believe what he was doing in this very moment, but he knew it had to happen at some point or another. He slowly took off his left hand's leather glove. He dropped the glove on the nightstand next to his side of the bed, and took off the right hand's leather glove, and put it next to the other one on the nightstand. The flesh, the burnt, healed up badly flesh was exposing right in front of Evey, and him.

He forced himself to sit down on the bed right next to Evey. Evey had no clue what was going on. She was interested in to what his plan was next. He gestured Evey to lay on her back like she would if she was sleeping. She did, and she was so confused what was going on. V didn't speak once during all of this era happening. Neither did Evey. V took his left hand and placed it on Evey's thigh. She startled at first, but enjoy the feeling of his own flesh touching her thigh instead on those black gloves. "Keep your eyes close, and no opening them" V demanded. She obeyed and listened to his instruction, and closed her eyes shut.

V was shaking at this point. He knew his next step, but he didn't want to fuck it up. He took his hand off her thigh, and started to rub her stomach. Her stomach was smooth, and silky. It was very smooth, and he loved it. He gasp quietly into his mask when he started to reach for her sex. She gasped at the feeling of his hand being right there at her pleasure point. He gently took one finger and guided it inside her sex, and it made her call out his name.

"V- I - Oh God!" She shouted.

He read books on how this works. He wanted to make sure he was doing this right. He started to move his finger in and out. Evey was moaning his name, and trembling at the works on his finger doing the pleasure. He wasn't stopping at all. He looked up at her to see how she was doing during all of this. She was sweating, and trembling, and moaning quietly.

"Please don't stop!" She demanded loudly.

Of course he didn't. Not once. He decided three minutes in to add an second finger to the works of what he was doing to her. She felt the second finger enter along with th first, and she never trembled so hard in her entire life. He continued the works of this magical moment until she let out a gasp, and loud scream of his name. He took out his fingers away from her sex, and got up to wipe his fingers off with a tissue and placed his gloves back on each hand.

"Did I prove it to you?" He said while bending down closer to her.

She nodded her head as a way of saying yes. He got closer to her ear and said "I loved and cared about you since the first day my eyes laid a hand on your face". He turned around and walked out of the room.