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Porsche ran up the stairs, taking two at a time, and tried his damn best not to stumble over his own two feet. He'd been embarrassed enough here, thank you very much.
Somehow, the bodyguard still stumbled on the last step. He turned back for a brief moment and scowled at it like it personally offended his entire family.
Why the hell was Kinn calling him so early in the morning anyway? Usually, the mafia boss wasn't even awake at this time.
All questions and concerns ceased in his head as Porsche finally arrived at his employer's door. He curtly nodded at the two bodyguards stationed there and knocked.
"Come in." With permission, Porsche opened the double door and staggered as a scent slammed into his senses. It was so strong that the Omega almost fell to his knees.
"What the hell, Kinn?" He growled. The bastard was fucking an Omega in heat?
As if reading his mind, the Alpha boss responded, "It's not what you think. And shut the door."
Stumbling to do as ordered, and still very much trying to breathe around the hormone-charged scent currently permeating the air, Porsche stiffly turned around and closed the doors.
Kinn had said it wasn't what he thought but what was he even thinking? Well, an Omega in heat is something very enticing to all Alphas, especially in close vicinity such as this. So how much could he trust Kinn's words that this isn't as it seems? Porsche tried not to linger on it or let his discomfort and discontent show.
After all, Kinn wasn't his Alpha. No matter how much he wishes for it, this remains to be a fact. They're simply superior and subordinate, it's foolish for him to even dream of anything more.
Glancing over at the other, he admired the lines of his back as the mafia boss stared out the window, seemingly way too calm for an Alpha who's near an Omega in heat.
Finally deciding to confront the elephant in the room, he cleared his throat and said, "Why have you called me here?"
His prompting had the older turning around to face him. And his eyes… They were brilliant pools of blood red and Porsche felt his breath hitch slightly as he stared into those gorgeous eyes.
"I need you to escort Cherry out."
"Oh?"
"I do not want an Omega in heat staying here in my personal quarters."
Porsche crossed his arms and raised a brow at that. "So you're telling me you didn't… invite him here just for the purpose of fucking him? Through his heat? I thought you would be thrilled to have someone so enthusiastic about hopping on your dick."
His last words were said rather bitterly. Of course, the omega had not meant to let his feelings bleed through but this time, it couldn't be helped. Gods, how he wished he wasn't here having this conversation with Kinn right now.
At his words and his tone, the Alpha boss smirked and huffed a small laugh. Walking toward the Omega, toward his feisty Porsche, Kinn stopped only a few inches away. The bodyguard tracked his movements the entire time, face schooled into a disgruntled and unimpressed expression.
When he finally stood in front of him, he leaned toward the younger and purred, "Are you jealous, darling?"
A scoff. "Jealous? Of what?"
"That someone is in there right now and it's not you."
"Fuck off," the Omega growled and pushed at his chest. He didn't back off, unfortunately. If anything, he leaned closer and nosed at his jaw, brushing tenderly over the bone and subtly inhaling the refreshing scent of whiskey and cinnamon- his favorite scents on his favorite person.
Being near Porsche always calms and excites him simultaneously. His scent alone could drive him crazy.
They stood there for like 10 seconds just basking in each other's presence and scents, completely forgetting about some random Omega in Kinn's bed. That was until they heard a scandalous moan from the bedroom.
Kinn sighed as he regretfully backed away. "Cherry came to talk to me this morning. He was showing me a new aphrodisiac or some type of… heat-enhancing drug. He must've accidentally got a whiff of it cause now here we are."
Porsche nodded after hearing the explanation. He's heard of this drug. The Dream Haze is a new heat-enhancing drug that is recently circulating through the clubs and bars of Bangkok. It was highly potent and rising in popularity.
"And to answer your question about why I wouldn't just fuck him, it's simple: I'm not attracted to him. An Omega in heat is vulnerable and I don't care to bed one when I'm not interested in them."
Huh… Porsche thought. "Well, alright then. I'll bring him out and send him back. I'll make sure no one gets their hands on him." He may not like Cherry much but as a fellow male Omega, he can't just watch something happen to him. The world is unforgiving toward Omegas and it's certainly no safe place for one in heat.
Kinn hums and brings a hand to his nape, massaging it briefly but affectionately. "Go on. But be quick, darling. We have a meeting in 3 hours."
"Ok. Wait for me."
"Always." Porsche walked out of the room and pretended that the response made his heart thump erratically inside his chest.
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After returning from their meeting, Porsche and Kinn returned to the older’s office. The mafia boss still had a load of work to do - it’s not easy being the heir to a whole underworld empire - while his bodyguard will be busying himself with setting up a new training schedule for their recruits.
Two hours went by and before they knew it, it was lunchtime. Another bodyguard entered and asked what they would both like for lunch and left. Once they were alone once again, Porsche risked a glance at Kinn. He noticed that the Alpha seemed increasingly stressed and frustrated. That paperwork must be killing him, the younger thought with pity. Sometimes he felt terrible for his boss. It must be straining to handle everything by himself.
During his observance, he noticed a stray paper on the ground and made his way over to pick it up. The usually attentive Alpha didn’t even notice when he approached. He must be really focused then. Porsche lowered himself to grab the paper and paused when he detected some kind of white powder near it. Leaning closer, he scooped up a bit of the powder and rubbed it between his fingers. He curiously sniffed it to try and figure out what it is but just sneezed instead.
His sneeze caught Kinn’s attention and the man finally looked up, brow furrowing when he didn’t see Porsche on the couch. Light scuffling brought his attention to the front of his desk where the Omega was wrinkling his nose and huffing aggressively to rid his nose of the offending powder. The Alpha found himself smiling genuinely and with fondness at the sight. These emotions Porsche brings out of him were more dangerous than any weapon - and he loved it.
“What are you doing down there, sweetheart?”
“I found some sort of white powder next to the paper you dropped. And, like a dumbass, I sniffed it.” He finished with a subconscious pout as it still tickled his nose. Kinn chuckled lightly and Porsche looked up with his pretty eyes and his equally pretty pout. Fuck, he was so gone for his unfairly adorable (yet incredibly bratty) bodyguard.
A knock came from outside and Kinn immediately went alert. “Your lunches are ready, Khun Kinn and Porsche.” With a quick assent, the food was delivered and they returned to a relatively peaceful environment as both started eating.
Halfway through the meal, Porsche suddenly dropped his chopsticks. Kinn looked up and was alarmed to see the other’s face was quite flushed. “Are you ok, Porsche?”
“I’m fine,” he breathed, running a hand over his neck and pulling at his collar. Why was it so hot all of a sudden?
The Alpha flits his eyes over the fidgeting form before him, noticing multiple other signs of discomfort from the Omega. And then he realizes it. “The powder from earlier, on the floor. That must’ve been some of the Dream Haze drugs Cherry dropped.” Porsche widened his eyes at that.
“Which means… I’m going into heat.”
Kinn clenched his fist tightly. “I’ll call for Pete and have him arrange for you to stay in one of our safe houses.”
“N-no why-”
The male stares at him in disbelief. “You can’t possibly think of staying in this building during your heat. It is swarming with Alphas!”
Before the younger could protest, he continued with a shaking voice, “And I’m here too. Porsche, I want to do this right. Now is the worst possible time to be saying this but I want to court you properly. You’re the first person I care about in this way and I adore you to fucking death. Knowing you’re in heat and still here in the mansion… gods, I won’t be able to stop myself. And you don’t deserve that.”
The Omega couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Never in his entire existence could he have thought the day would come when Kinn Theerapanyakun would confess to him, straightforwardly. But with the knowledge that it did happen, Porsche didn’t hesitate to rise on shaky legs and quickly stumble his way over to the Alpha.
He didn’t make it far before his legs gave up and he ended up falling right into Kinn’s embrace. The younger purred happily when those very strong, muscle-strapped arms wrapped around him.
“Porsche-”
“I’m staying.”
“What? But I-”
“Kinn,” he cuts in and turns around the man’s arms. “I want to stay. And don’t say that it’s the heat talking cause it’s not. I’m still coherent and I’m telling you I want to stay. I want to spend my heat with you.”
“Are you sure?” The Omega only hums in confirmation as he starts to rub his head against the Alpha’s scent glands by the side of his neck. The dominant could barely restrain before roughly ordering his bodyguards outside to vacate the area and make sure no one disturbs them. After that, he threw the Omega over his shoulder and carried him to his bedroom.
Porsche normally was not a fan of manhandling. At the beginning of his employment under the Theerapanyakun when he and Kinn had butt heads constantly, the Alpha had made a habit of throwing him around (probably as a gross display of dominance) and he hated it so much. But now, he feels nothing but coursing lust as the same Alpha hoisted him onto his shoulder and cart him off.
When they made it to the bedroom, Porsche was glad that the scent of the other Omega was no longer lingering around. He abhors the thought of another Omega’s scent anywhere near his Alpha’s den.
Oh, his Alpha… what a lovely, wondrous thought. His purring intensifies as he was lovingly lowered onto the bed. The younger was quick to turn around and bury his face into the sheets, inhaling the scent of Kinn from it.
Meanwhile, the mafia boss observed his Omega happily squirming around his bed, taking in his pine green and sea scent and he felt very happy at the moment. Porsche looked like he belonged here, in his bed and his life. He’s never letting him go.
Kinn left the younger to do as he please while he peeled off his blazer and shirt then proceeds to the other side of the bed. Once he sat down near the headboard, Porsche immediately tried to worm his way toward him and the dominant laughed quietly as he petted the other’s head.
Eventually, the sweet moment was broken as Porsche’s heat spiked and he got very horny. The Omega started whining about the room being hot and clawed at his buttoned-up shirt and tie. Kinn reached down to help him relieve it but found himself with a lapful of his Omega seconds later. Porsche was kissing him desperately and the Alpha gained control in no time, delving his tongue in and out of that hot sweet mouth.
His pretty and needy Omega moaned obscenely and started rutting against him, and Kinn could feel his patience thinning. His restraint snapped at last and he ripped the tie and shirt off Porsche, sending buttons flying all over the room. The other’s pants and underwear followed soon after and now he has an enticing sight in front of him, perched right over his incredibly hard dick.
He looks delicious with his flushed face, sweat trickling, and lips plush and red from being ravished. Not to mention his beautiful trained body that could put all his boy toys to shame. Kinn couldn’t believe he was so stupid to believe he would ever be satisfied with anyone who isn’t Porsche.
“Kinn,” the Omega warned as he starts wiggling down on his hard-on. The Alpha groaned at the stimulation to his dick and he reached out to grasp his Omega’s obnoxiously small waist to still him.
“Behave, baby. Or else.”
“Or else what?” Porsche, ever the brat, challenged and grinds down again with an all too proud smirk. Kinn’s eyes darken at the obvious test and allowed his orbs to redden, successfully wiping the smirk off his Omega’s face.
He stilled immediately and the Alpha chuckled darkly. Nothing thrills him more than seeing his beautiful and fearsome champion submit so willingly to him. “That’s right, baby. Now give me your wrists.” The bodyguard slowly brought his wrists up and watch curiously as his Alpha wrapped his uniform tie around it securely. He notes that the black tie makes his tan skin look quite exquisite. Kinn must agree because his eyes darkened further at the sight of him with his wrists bound with the fabric.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” the dominant groans as he surged forward and takes his lips in a searing kiss that positively scattered his thoughts and all possibility of coherence. Kinn was a naturally rough person, which is a given considering the lifestyle he was born and raised in, but with Porsche, he treated him so gently and with great care. The Omega has never felt more loved than in this moment in his Alpha’s arms.
He sighed contently into the kiss as it softened into something sweeter. Then he registered a hand nearing his ass and realized it was Kinn’s hand.
He whined confusedly at the sensation before releasing a choking gasp as that same hand inserts a finger into his hole.
The Omega keened as the Alpha enters another finger and then proceeded to scissor him open, his heat making the physical contact on his insides intensify tenfold.
Eventually unable to take it anymore, he starts moving back on those damned fingers, trying his hardest to seek more pleasure.
Seeing how desperate his Porsche was, Kinn couldn't help but chuckle amusedly. It earned him a halfhearted glare that he just couldn't take seriously when paired with a very cute pout.
"Ok, ok. I'll give you what you want, my love," he placated gently as he kissed him again before depositing the Omega on his back.
Withdrawing back to shuck off his pants, Kinn once again couldn't help but rake his eyes over the flawlessness that was Porsche's body.
He truly is the most beautiful person I've ever seen, he thought. And a beautiful person deserves to be worshipped.
Deciding to stay true to his thoughts, the Alpha leans down toward his Omega's neck and starts lapping up the skin there, using his teeth to nip and then his tongue to soothe. He wants to leave enough marks for people to know that Porsche is now taken.
And all the while, he allowed his hand to trail back down to the other's hole and fiddled with it, alternating between tracing the rim with light strokes and dipping in a finger to tease.
His partner's enthusiastic moans and whimpers were all the encouragement he needed to continue his journey downward on that glorious body.
"Does it feel good, baby?" Kinn whispered against the nipple he just suckled. Porsche pants and tried to respond but it was incoherent. Not a single thought could be formed when Kinn was treating him this well.
The Omega's lack of proper response was its own form of indication and the Alpha smiled as he trailed his mouth toward his partner's intimate area.
The first taste of his slick was nirvana. Porsche's moans ringed in his ear as he delved deeper with his tongue, eating him out in earnest. Once the whiskey and cinnamon hit his tongue, he knew there was no going back.
His Omega mewled and panted as he feasted on him. "Oh, darling, you taste divine!"
"Kinn!" Came an embarrassed whine.
With one last lick, he resurfaced to kiss him. A fiery, passionate kiss that left the Omega slicked mouth and eyes blown wide with wild lust.
Kinn has never seen a more seductive sight than Porsche at that moment with his mouth hanging open trying to collect his breath with drool dripping past his lips from their impromptu makeout session.
And if that sight didn't kill him then whatever his Omega says next will. "Kinn," Porsche said softly as he maneuvers his bound hands to hold his face. "I don't wanna come from you eating me out. Wanna come with you inside."
If possible, those words made him harder. "Baby, fuck," he cursed viciously as he grabbed those long tan legs and hook them over his shoulders, successfully bending Porsche in half and exposing his hole.
His finger returns to expertly scissors him open again at a quick practiced pace, the Alpha did not want to hurt him.
Once he deems it good enough, he strokes himself a few times with the slick gathered on his hand before easing himself into the tight warmth. A groan left his mouth as the Omega's body welcomed him, Porsche offering his own sweet moan at the initial penetration, followed by a content sigh as he was filled.
After each of them took a moment to get used to the feeling, Kinn started moving. It begins with shallow thrusts but as Porsche got more keyed up trying to chase his high, he picked up the pace.
Moans, groans, and slapping skin echoed throughout the room as he fucked into that warmth continuously. At one point, the Alpha noticed Porsche's bound hands were jostling in front of him, tugging and pulling at the tie.
Deciding to be a little cruel with his bratty Omega, he grabbed those hands and held them above the Omega's head, rendering him completely at his mercy with no leverage to hang on to. "Keep it there, sweetheart."
Teary eyes stared into him as the Omega struggled to respond still, nothing but small pants and gasps falling past his lips. It was a bit of a struggle but Porsche finally managed to say, "No! Don't wanna!" Then tries to squirm out of the hold on his captured hands.
His Porsche is never and will never make anything easy for him, will he? The answer is no and quite frankly, Kinn wouldn't change it for the world.
When he realized wiggling and squirming wasn't doing the trick–if anything it was making Kinn's dick brush up against his prostate and causing him to lose his mind–he decided to switch tactics. "Alpha," he cooed, making sure to do so as sweetly as possible and widening his pretty tear-filled eyes.
It worked like magic. Kinn's resolve has never crumbled so fast. But to be fair, it has never gone up against his brat either.
The rhythm of his thrusts stuttered when those pleading, shiny orbs turned to him.
There was only one thing he could do now. Kinn lurches forward, buries his face in those scent glands, and goes harder. He's thinking maybe if he avoids those eyes, he'll be able to resist them.
He was wrong.
"Alpha, no!" His baby whined and would probably kick his legs in protest if not for where it's stationed on his shoulders. Why is this man so endearing?
"Wanna touch, please?" He begged between more moaning and panting.
Knowing he can't win, Kinn finally decides to set him loose. The moment he was free, Porsche's hands immediately went to grab him. They clutched at his hair and moved reverently across all skin surfaces he could reach.
Every touch lit him on fire. The effects that Porsche had on him were too scary and Kinn didn't know how to deal with it but he loves it and hopes it never goes away.
"Baby, hang on," he warns before he rails him even harder, hitting his prostate dead on and causing his Omega to wail loudly.
At his movements, Porsche was reduced to nothing but small high-pitched gasps and breathy utterance of Kinn's name.
With one final, powerful stroke, the Omega practically announced to the world who made him come, with how loud his scream was.
With the image of Porsche lying there, spent and heaving from his orgasm, and covered in his own cum with a dazed fucked-out expression on his already pretty face, it didn't take long for Kinn to follow.
His undoing ended with a roar of Porsche's name that was no less loud than his partner's scream.
"Well," the Omega starts as they've calmed down. "At least we won't have to go through the trouble of having to formally announce it, right?"
His words startled a laugh out of him.
The little shit. He loves him.
Kinn pretends to hum in thought before moving to clasp his hands back on that maddeningly petite waist that has threatened his sanity multiple times in the past. "I'm not so sure. Perhaps, we should try again? Just to ensure they got the message."
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They didn't leave the room for 2 days and by the end of it, the whole compound definitely knew.