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Even though it isn’t the first time, Porsche is still not used to the idea of being escorted around. It has been a few months since he’s become part of that mafia world and he still couldn’t accept all the stranger things that seem so normal to everyone else.
This time he’s been escorted in a part of the mansion he’s never seen before. Bodyguards stay in a secondary building, not the main one where only the Theerapanyakun family resides. That place is so big and Porsche still hasn’t had a chance to see it all. Also because it would be suspicious if he had started wandering around during working hours for no actual reason, he doesn’t want to be beaten up again, not just because he was doing a little tour of the mansion.
Last months have been tough for Porsche, his abilities have been tested to his limits and he has improved very much, he had to if he didn’t want to face consequences. Now he has gained respect from the other bodyguards and trust from the main family, even if it has been difficult, he’s satisfied with the results. He feels like, for the first time in his life, he has a real purpose and a sort of economic stability, he can pay his brother’s school fees without worries now and he doesn’t have to work for twelve hours a day to be able to afford it.
But it has a cost.
It isn’t an easy lifestyle, it’s filled with violence, betrayal and dangers. He’s been injured a few times physically but what is even worse than physical pain is the emotional impact of his job. Despite everything, this was a price he’s willing to pay, for himself and for his brother. His secret is to not think too much about it, concentrating only on his duty, but it is not always so easy as it could seem.
In this moment, for example, he’s been escorted into a room and left alone, without anyone actually saying anything to him. He doesn’t know what to expect.
Porsche begins to take a look around since he’s a little bored already. Everything around him seems luxurious, the dark color of the walls makes the gold ornaments shine even more.
He walks towards a fireplace, with a small couch and an armchair. Like in every other room of the main house, there’s also a crystal bottle of liquor, ready to be used in case of need.
‘This room is a little scary, but so mafia style’
Porsche thought that this room was the best way to describe the mafia family he’s working for: sumptuous, dark and mysterious.
Porsche notices a bed and he goes for it, thinking that lying down a bit while he’s waiting for someone to tell him what to do is a good idea. It is a very big bed indeed, deep red silk sheets freshly changed.
Porsche lays down lazily, letting out a little sign until he notices that above him there’s his own reflection.
‘Is that a mirror on the ceiling?’
He doesn’t have the chance to think about anything else since he feels the door opening. He jumps up and hurries to the cabinet where the liquor was placed, trying to arrange his shirt.
“Good evening, Porsche”
A familiar voice brokes the heavy silence in the room. Porsche had to imagine that the room’s owner must be very influential in the mansion since its magnifency.
Porsche musters up his courage and looks behind him just to see Kinn in a deep red suit walking towards him. He can’t deny that Kinn with that red suit is just breathtaking, visuals really on point.
“I'm sorry Khun Kinn, they must have brought me to the wrong room, I'm still not used to this huge mansion"
"That's fine, I asked them to bring you here"
Kinn dispels any doubt leaving Porsche speechless.
“Help yourself”
Kinn takes two glasses and pours liquor for both of them.
Porsche doesn’t know what to think about that all and he gets defensive. He has understood that Kinn could be very unpredictable and he has learnt to fear him.
“Why did you make me call? Do you need something?”
Porsche tries to think about some official commitments or if he has forgotten something Kinn told him to do but he can’t come up with anything.
“This is my room” Kinn ignores his question as he always does “As you can see it’s quite big, too big for only one person”
Porsche begins to understand his intentions and contrasting emotions begin to build up inside him.
Everyone working there knows about Kinn’s lovers and it is also said that Kinn is a generous lover himself. Everyone knows about his preference for men and no one has never said something about it, it is seen as normal and Khun Korn has accepted it.
Everyone knows despite Porsche. He has driven some of Kinn’s friends home at 2 am in the morning but he has never asked himself questions about it, he has never thought that they could be that kind of friends for him. At least until the previous month, when he’s begun to understand that something is off about that.
Porsche has surrendered at the evidence that he’s attracted to Kinn, since their first meeting he has felt a magnetic sensation between them and since then he has been unable to get him out of his mind. He is attracted to him like a moth to a flame, like Icarus with the sun, aware of the danger but unable to resist him. And Kinn knows it.
When Porsche has thought for the first about spending a night with Kinn he’s felt some kind of uneasiness but then he’s found himself wondering about how that could have felt too many times and now every time he touches himself he can’t help himself but to think about Kinn.
What Porsche doesn’t know is that Kinn feels the same attraction towards him.
Kinn has noticed Porsche from the beginning, he’s stunned by his abilities and he made his men search for him because he wanted him, unable to forget him.
Kinn approaches Porsche, laying the glass on the cabinet behind him. Their faces are now so close that Porsche can feel his breath.
The second son of the mafia boss knows he can have anyone he wants but in the last months no one seems to satisfy him anymore, even his favorite boy. In his mind there is always the same face, Porsche’s face.
“You know exactly what happens when I bring people here” Kinn’s hot breath on his neck makes Porsche shiver but at the same time he feels so hot between his legs, his pants begin to tighten.
“Your choice: stay here or leave now. None of this will affect your work, this is just between me and you”
Porsche’s breath gets heavier. His first instinct is to escape, take all his things and leave that fucking mansion and all the crazy bastards in here. But his body seems like it doesn’t really want it, Porsche is paralized, unable to move a muscle and so he just stands in front of Kinn. His brain tells him to stay. Porsche wants to stay, he wants it so bad that it hurts.
You Kinn bastard!
He’s dreamed about spending even just one night with Kinn for months and he just feels that it won’t be just sex for him. In the past months he’s felt some feelings growing inside him and even if he’s tried to oppose them, they’ve grown deeper and deeper. But for tonight Porsche doesn’t care, if he could have Kinn’s body only once it’ll be fine, even if there’s no love, even if it’s just for one night.
Kinn has also made the same thought when he’s finally found the courage to call him. Since he’s laid his eyes on Porsche, he’s not been able to take him out of his mind, every person he’s slept with after their first meeting has been only an attempt to forget about him and no one has been able to satisfy Kinn.
He wants him so bad that it cannot be only physical attraction, it’s something deeper, more scary. It’s all so new for Kinn, he’s scared and thrilled at the same time and he’s growing even more anxious waiting for Porsche to give him an answer.
If Porsche would accept, Kinn will remember tonight for the rest of his fucking life.
Between them there’s just silence, tension and desire, the atmosphere was electrified. Porsche decides to stop thinking, just for tonight, accepting all the consequences of what they’re about to do, even if it means to get hurt.
He poses the glass, just beside Kinn’s, he searches for his eyes and then he kisses him. It’s more meaningful than a thousand words. Porsche is going to stay. Kinn’s tensed body begins to relax at the touch of Porsche’s lips on his, his fear is immediately replaced with lust. His hands are now wandering on his chest, he wants to touch him in any possible way, in every centimeter of his skin.
Kinn wants Porsche to be his.
The kiss deepend rapidly, Kinn starts to bite Porsche’s lower lip, making him open his mouth for him just so he can put his tongue in, tearing him a moan. Kinn guides him straight to the bed, his hands exploring Porsche’s body in the need to feel his warmth.
Porsche’s tie is abandoned on the floor, followed by the expensive jacket Kinn was wearing. The bed sheets are the same color of Kinn’s suit, a deep red. So fucking hot thought Porsche noticing the detail. He can’t believe he’s lying on Kinn’s bedsheets right now, it all seems like a fucking dream. He doesn’t want to wake up.
Between kisses, layers of clothes are removed and forgotten around the room, Kinn begins to kiss and bite Porsche’s chest, sucking deep on his skin to leave a mark.
“Kinn stop! It hurts!”
Kinn gives him a smirk and he continues what he’s doing, Porsche tries to escape him but his body is pressed on the bed under Kinn and it’s impossible for him to move.
Kinn stops just for a second, sitting astride above Porsche, their erection rubbing against each other toward their pants, just to undo the buttons of his shirt, leaving it on the floor. While his fingers go to the next button, his gaze is fixed on the man under him and Kinn starts to move circular movements with his pelvis, making Porsche moan and lose control.
This motherfucker is such a teaser.
Even if it’s Porsche’s first time with a man, he can say that he’s never felt anything like this before, no girl has been able to make him gasp in this way. But Kinn, this bastard, is rubbing against him, hard as much as he is and this is making Porsche going crazy, wanting for more.
Soon all the clothes are removed and the first thing Porsche notices is how big Kinn is. He thinks of himself above the average but Kinn is even thicker. This turned Porsche on even more, his blood pulsing in his veins.
Kinn, maybe for the first time in his life, feels overwhelmed. The view of Porsche under him, hard and open for him, is making him go crazy, he’s totally losing it. He leans on him and begins to kiss him, to suck on his flawless skin leaving some red marks on it.
Tomorrow they will be even darker and more visible, he thinks.
“Fuck you Kinn! Don’t leave marks!”
Porsche protests when Kinn points at his neck but he’s completely ignored.
Kinn continues sucking on his skin and biting his neck. Kinn takes the lube and pures it on his hand.
“First time?” he asks Porsche while warming it up. He says those words with a playful tone, ironically, but Porsche’s expression stops his giggles. His eyes are looking to the lube and condoms like he’s never seen them before.
“With a man, y-yes” he says shily, looking away.
Kinn is stunned for a moment, he didn’t expect such an answer from him. Porsche is giving himself to him, he’s chosen Kinn to try this new experience and Kinn feels honored about it. He’s also turned on by the idea that he is the first man laying his hands on Porsche.
Despite the arousal, he also has a strange feeling, which is growing inside him slowly but inevitably. He feels like they’re not only making out just for pleasure and need, but also to get to know each other better. It seems like they’re trying to create trust and to express those feelings they both felt from the beginning and none of them have the courage to confess. It’s like a silent confession, no words, just facts.
“You need to stay as relaxed as possible now, I don’t want to hurt you”
“I don’t want to get hurt” Not again
“I know”
Kinn helps Porsche to find the best position for both of them and then he inserts the first lubed finger. It slipped in easily, he’s used a lot of lube.
Porsche is left breathless. His body tenses towards the area he feels an overwhelming pleasure, his head pressing against Kinn bare chest, he kisses Porsche. Kinn’s other hand goes to rest on the other’s lower abdomen, massaging him with slow circular moves to ease his pain.
Porsche isn’t used to that type of intrusion but Kinn’s kisses and caresses are helping him to relax. He’s grateful to him for this, he never thought that he could be that caring during sex. The fuck that should have helped him to get Kinn out of his mind is slowly turning against him. Shit.
Kinn’s hand lowers even more and grabs his pulsing erection and begins to move on his length. Porsche comes earlier than he expected, he’s never last so short.
“Shit, Kinn!” Porsche is completely lost in pleasure and his moans it out while reaching the peak. He’s hypersensitive now.
“It’s okay, you’re almost ready”
Regardless how well Kinn could prepare him, Porsche will never be really ready to take him, fingers aren’t comparable with Kinn’s size.
Porsche looks at him, naked and helpless, lying down between the expensive silk sheets, while Kinn is wearing the condom. He’s gasping for air, not ready for what is going to come but at the same time greedy to feel it inside him.
Kinn opens his legs a little wider just to set himself between them, leaning down to kiss him gently. He notices how Porsche stiffened, he wants to distract him a little before going on.
“Relax babe”
Porsche’s eyes widened looking at him. Babe? Really??
Kinns points his tip on Porsche’s entrance and he slowly slides in. Porsche lets out a deep moan, he’s never thought that a sound like that could come out from his mouth. Kinn seems to harden even more inside him.
“Aahh, it hurts!”
“Fuck Porsche, you’re so tight babe” Kinn’s voice is full of lust
“ Stop calling me like that bastard!”
Kinn continues to make his way through Porsche’s body, sliding inside him deeper and deeper. Porsche feels like his body is being torn apart, he’s in so much pain. But Kinn is trying to distract him with his kisses, stopping when it seems too much for Porsche to handle.
“Wait a little more and I promise it will get better soon”
Porsche does not understand what he’s saying until Kinn begins to move. And, ohh. His thrusts get increasingly faster and then they go to hit that soft spot inside Porsche, making him moan loud.
Then there’s only an infinite pleasure, never felt before.
Under Kinn’s thrusts, Porsche opens his eyes and sees his reflection on the ceiling. He’s totally forgotten about that mirror.
The reflection shows Kinn’s wide back, his muscles contracting rhythmically under his thrust, his pelvis moving back and forth, inside and out Porsche. Under him, the other has his legs wide open and flushed cheeks.
Porsche is left breathless by the image of the mirror, he’s stunned. That was the sexiest thing he’s ever seen.
He places his hands on Kinn’s shoulders, making them slide on his back, scratching his skin and watching the scene from the mirror.
Porsche doesn’t last long in that position, he’s soon overwhelmed by the climax, which leaves him trembling. After some other thrust inside his body, Kinn comes as well with Porsche’s name on his lips.
Kinn indulges a few seconds before taking it out, helping Porsche to clean up a little, then embracing him. Porsche lays his head on Kinn’s chest, his legs are still shaking.
“It was so good” Kinn seemed overly satisfied “You did good babe” he kisses him. It never felt like this before, he wants to say but he refrain himself from saying it, fearing it would be too much.
Though it’s the truth. He’s got a lot of lovers, with more experience, but no one has ever felt like Porsche.
“Yes” This is all Porsche is able to say.
He’s still speechless, trying to process what just happened but he’s sure of one thing: he liked it, a lot.
Tonight has helped him to clear his mind, but fuck, this isn’t what he wanted. He’s never wanted to become addicted to Kinn. Now he fears that he will hurt him and he’s ready for it.
This is not only fucking physical attraction, there’s more, at least for me.
“Porsche, are you okay?” asks Kinn worried by his silence.
He doesn’ obtain any answer, so he looks down to him only to find Porsche with teary eyes.
“Ehi, what happened? Did I hurt you? Did you not like it?”
“No, it’s not your fault Kinn. It’s just that I don’t want to be hurt again, I don’t think I can take it, especially if it’s you. Don’t leave me now that you had what you wanted” Porsche feels ashamed by his own words but he wants to make things clear.
“It’s not going to happen, Porsche, trust me. I didn’ make you call tonight because I’ve always wanted only it from you. It’s true, I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you but it’s not only that”
There’s more, a lot more he wanted to say.
“I can’t explain it to you but it felt different. I don’t want you just for sex, you’re more important to me than you think. I respect you as a person, you’re not an object”
I know you feel what I feel, Kinn is overwhelmed only thinking that his feelings are mutual.
“I want to trust you, don’t betray me”
“I promise I won’t”
They kiss and then cuddle. Kinn’s chest and arms feel like home for Porsche, he’s never felt so safe in any other place. He’s always been the one to protect others, having only his brother at his side. Porsche has felt lonely most of his life but now he hopes he would never feel like that ever again, he’s hopeful that Kinn is going to protect him.
“Kinn”
“Mmh?”
“Can you explain to me that” Porsche points at the mirror on the ceiling above them and Kinn bursts into laughter.
The reflection is now their naked bodies under the deep red sheets, their limbs intertwined.
“There is not a lot to say about it. You saw it already what is for” Oh, he saw it well.
Porsche still has that image in his mind, Kinn’s sexy back moving along the rest of his body while going inside and out of him.
“You’re such a pervert” Porsche tries not to laugh or blush.
“I know you liked it” Kinn states and Porsche’s cheeks flush. Fuck you bastard Kinn.
Just a few minutes later, Kinn’s hands begin to slide down Porsche’s body again. He felt him hard against his thigh. Kinn takes him in his hand.
“Do you really think we are done with just one time? It will never happen babe, get ready for a second round”
“Kinn! You bastard! Don’t bite me!”
These are the last meaningful words Porsche is able to say before everything turns again into incomprehensible moans.