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The air feels heavy around Kinn , filled with alpha’s pheromones and cheap perfume. He slowly enters the fighting club before going to his private quarters. The blue and red neon lights are burning his retinas as he sits down on the slightly uncomfortable velvet couch with his name engraved on the wood, at the back of it. He spreads his legs as a delicate looking omega, with soft round eyes and pale skin enters the room with a tray in his hands. The omega gently approaches Kinn while purring, the smaller man puts a drink into Kinn’s hand, the latter doesn’t even bother to address him at all. He is here for the show and not for the cheap omegas that are filling this place after all. Everyone knows that he only hires the most elegant omegas out there, but that doesn’t stop him from looking at the fragile man while he leaves.
Kinn is slightly startled by the sudden loud cheers that exploded from the crowd next to him. His gaze is attracted by the boxing ring right in front of him, some people might say that he is too old to attend illegal fighting ring but he doesn’t care, he loves betting on them.
The first contestant enters the room like he owns it while the crowd cheers loudly for him. Kinn knows that man way too well, the mastodonte that just entered sends the crowd a confident look. Kinn raises his glass to his lips and lets the burning liquid slide down his throat.
‘Please welcome the one and only Dune’ screams the referee while pointing at the door where Dune entered few minutes ago. ‘Dune is the competing champion, no loss to his name, he has defeated more than 300 contestants in the past, with a height of 210 cm and weighing in at 230kg’. The crowd goes wild when they hear that Dune is the first person to compete.
Dune is one of Kinn’s favorite and most lucrative fighter, all muscles with nothing in the head. The fighter steps in the boxing ring while screaming and grimacing at the crowd, he then slaps his own pecs before facing the referee.
Just like Kinn said, a lot of muscles but not a lot of gray matter.
His coach, Khun Black, is massaging the fighter’s shoulders while whispering into his ears. Dune’s face twitches, then he faces Kinn and smiles politely. Kinn waves at him, showing him explicitly the ring on his index finger in a threatening way, he did bet a lot of money on this dude after all. Dune nods slightly, indicating that he understood that he had to win or else… Or else, Khun Kinn will take care of him personally.
‘The next contestant of the day is The Phoenix’ says the referee into the mic in front of him. ‘A 23 year old young man who just arrived in our fighting club, The Phoenix is 180cm tall for 70kg’ he continues.
Kinn scoffs at that, how can someone this small can even be considered a real opponent to Dune. The poor kid is going to be crushed alive, thought Kinn while smiling. He can hear Big and Ken, that are standing right next to the couch in order to protect him, laugh when they hear the weight of the contestant.
‘This is going to be a quick fight Khun Kinn’ laughs Big.
‘I don’t pay you to look at the fight’ barks Kinn towards Big, the latter lowers his head in a silent apology. ‘But you are right, it’s going to be a really quick fight, that kid is going to be eaten alive’ Kinn laughs while taking a sip from his drink.
The Phoenix enters from the other side of the room, and Kinn almost chokes on his drink. This man is probably the most attractive man Kinn has ever seen in his entire life with his sun kissed skin, his beautiful eyes and his bulging muscles.
The Phoenix goes right to the boxing ring, with no one by his side, which is always a sign of an amateur .
No coach, no medical team, nothing.
Kinn rolls his eyes and, without actually knowing why, he takes his phone out and search for the number of his own doctor, just in case the kid gets hurt. The Phoenix slams his gloves hands against Dune’s, and the latter smiles while doing so.
The fight is won before even starting.
The referee rings the bell and the match begins. Dune tries to strike right away, his fist high in the air while his body flies across the ring. The Phoenix is quick on his feet, agile and graceful. His golden skin is glistening from the sweat dripping down his muscles and for an instant, Kinn can’t take his eyes off of him.
Dune finally punches Phoenix right in the lower stomach but the latter doesn’t falter, instead he takes the advantage of Dune’s unbalanced position to send an uppercut right into Dune’s jaw. Even from his afar position, Kinn can hear the bone break underneath Phoenix’s fist. The latter is faster than Kinn had expected, after assigning the powerful uppercut, he immediately swings his fist at the other side of Dune’s face before sending a spinning backfist. His technique is immaculate and Kinn can’t take his eyes off of him.
Dune stumbles back with blood trickling down his face, he can feel the coppery taste of blood on his tongue. He tries to roundhouse kick the Phoenix, but the other man simply pushes Dune’s legs back before side kicking him in the stomach. Dune can feel his breath leaving his lungs as he gets kicks after kicks to his stomach and legs.
The bell rings, indicating that the first round is over. Kinn gets up and goes directly towards Dune and his coach. The latter is literally screaming at the boxer while the medical team is looking at his injuries. Kinn can see the Phoenix from the corner of his eyes, the man looks even younger from up close, he is drinking water like he hadn't just fought a man twice his size.
‘What’s going on? Are you pretending for the show?’ Asks Kinn while handing Dune a bottle of water, the man doesn’t reply, his jaw is broken after all.
‘I don’t know what’s going on in his mind, but don’t worry Dune is going to win’ says the coach while looking slightly red from either embarrassment, fear or both.
‘Good, because I bet a lot of money on you Dune’ Kinn spits out before jumping out of the boxing ring, he glances back at the Phoenix and can’t help but notice that the man is really pretty, not his style but pretty regardless with his golden skin, taut on top of his defined muscles, his mid length black hair and his expressive eyes. Phoenix catches him staring and he just smiles softly, that makes something stir inside Kinn’s stomach, which doesn’t make sense at all since they are both alphas. Kinn shakes his head before going back to his private quarters where Big and Ken are.
The fight begins once again for a second round. And Dune doesn’t hold back, he punches Phoenix right in the mouth, making him bleed from the corner of his mouth. Phoenix then blocks his punches as best as he can with his forearms before jump kicking Dune in the face. Phoenix looks almost majestic while doing so. He then goes back on his feet and Down roundhouse kicks the larger man before swinging at him and sending him hooks after hooks, right to the face. Dune can’t defend himself because The Phoenix is too quick for him, probably because of his light weight.
Kinn has never seen someone fight like that, Phoenix is fighting a man twice his size like his life depends on it. And he looks really good while doing it. That infuriates Kinn, because it means that he is going to loose a lot of money tonight, but at the same time he can’t help but feel amazed by The Phoenix’s fighting abilities. From his position on the couch, he can hear Dune’s bone cracking underneath Phoenix’s fists, he can see blood splattering and landing on the people in the front row. Phoenix attacks Dune with one powerful straight punch that sends the latter right on the mat. The referee immediately goes to the man on the floor and starts counting.
‘One two three’ says the referee, almost as amazed by the fact that their champion, that has won the competition for the past five years, is knocked out on the ground, at the hands of a man way smaller than him. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner by Knock out’ screams the referee before grabbing The Phoenix’s wrist and raising it into the air. The Phoenix smiles while the entire crowd cheers and screams for him. ‘Congratulations kid, you won this competition’ the referee gently slaps him on the back and The Phoenix smiles brightly, his blue mouth guard visible underneath his lips. The crowd slowly disappears after a lot of people congratulated The Phoenix.
‘You lost Khun Kinn’ states Big foolishly, the bodyguard is too stunned to realize what he is saying, that earns him a slap on the back of the head from Ken.
‘Shut up’ whispers Ken. ‘Don’t remind him that’
Kinn sighs before standing up and going to the ring where only Dune and the medical team are. The nurses are bandaging Dune’s injuries while the doctor is casting his left arm.
‘What happened?’ Screams Kinn with rage.
‘D-t kn-n’ tries to say Dune, he stutters when he sees how angry Kinn actually is.
‘It was supposed to be an easy fight for you!’ Kinn throws his hands in the air, in complete disbelief. ‘I can’t believe you lost to a kid. You’ll have to repay me every cent that I lost on you. Is that understood? Or else I’ll have you and your coach killed’ Kinn spits out. They all know that he won’t hesitate to pull the trigger if he doesn’t have his money back. The door, on the left side of the room, suddenly opens with a loud creak, taking them out of their little bubble.
The Phoenix himself enters the room, his hair is wet, falling into his eyes, and he is now sporting grey sweatpants with a dark blue hoody two times his size. He is also holding a sports bag on his shoulder. The Phoenix approaches the ring with light footsteps, completely unaware of the tension between Kinn and the other fighter.
‘What are you doing here?’ Asks Ken, out of all the people. The Phoenix looks at him unimpressed before meeting Kinn’s eyes. Kinn can swear that his heart had stopped at that very moment, he steps forward towards The Phoenix. He is close enough that he can smell his strawberry shampoo and the natural scent of his skin. Kinn wants nothing more than to grab the other man’s hair, tilt his head to the side and bury his face into the other alpha’s neck before inhaling deeply with all his might. Kinn shakes his head, trying his best to get this last thought out of his head.
‘What are you doing here?’ Kinn asks, mimicking Ken’s previous question.
‘I’m here to ask if Dune is ok?’ Says The Phoenix, and this man’s voice is so sweet that it wraps itself around Kinn’s heart like honey that does nothing but soothe his soul. ‘Step aside old man’ laughs The Phoenix before circling around Kinn, his fingers that weren’t holding his bag, brush against Kinn’s. Kinn can feel his mouth start to salivate and he swallows thickly.
‘I’m not old’ replies Kinn in utter shock.
‘The grey hairs in your hair and brows give your age away grandpa’ The Phoenix smirks while winking. That shouldn’t affect Kinn, but it does deeply and he can do nothing but laugh. Big and Ken let out a small gasp when they hear Kinn laugh. That’s probably the first time they ever heard their boss laugh like that.
‘Hey man’ says The Phoenix while sitting down on a stool next to the one where Dune is sitting. The younger man takes a wrapping band from the medical kit and helps one of the nurses bandaging Dune’s hand.
‘Are you ok man?’ Phoenix asks while taking Dune’s hand into his. Warmth spreads in Kinn’s stomach, making his guts burn with a feeling that he can’t quite understand yet. The Phoenix shouldn’t take that man’s hand like that. He soon realizes that the unsettling feeling that is present in his guts is actually… jealousy. Kinn can’t be jealous of a man he doesn’t know. That’s ridiculous. Kinn shakes his head for the second time this evening.
‘I’m f-n’ replies Dune as best as he can, he lets the younger man put the bandage on him without adding anything.
‘Sorry about that’ The Phoenix grimaces. ‘I didn’t think my punch would break tour jaw dude, or else I wouldn’t have punched you like that’ apologizes The Phoenix with a frown on his beautiful face, his mouth drawn into a fine line.
‘No need to apologize dude’ The coach can clearly see how Kinn looks at the Phoenix, in order to not offend the mafia boss, he pretends that everything is fine. ‘It’s part of the game to get hurt’ Dune looks up at his coach with a weird expression painted on his face. Yes, not the brightest of guys. Khun Black makes a small hand gesture, indicating to his protégé that he’ll tell him what’s going on later on. Dune nods once he finally understands that in order to not offend Khun Kinn, he can’t offend the young man right in front of him.
‘Ok ok, well it was a great fight, we should do it again in the future’ says The Phoenix quietly before standing up from the stool and heading towards the exit. ‘Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get my salary’ Phoenix waves at them before leaving the room. Kinn’s heart stops when he can’t see the younger man anymore, his heart squeezes painfully in his chest without him knowing why.
‘I’m going to splash some water on my face’ says Kinn towards Ken and Big, his tone leaves no place for argument. He is currently using his alpha’s voice, which means that he doesn’t want anyone to follow him. The two bodyguards nod while he leaves. Kinn heads towards the bathroom when he hears a loud shout through the door on the other side of the hallway.
‘Dude I won!’ He can recognize that voice among thousands, even if he heard it for only two minutes now.
‘I don’t care, it’s what you’ll get, be happy that I even let you fight in my ring. You know damn well that many others didn’t let you compete with them’ another man says.
‘It’s not what we’ve agreed on’ The Phoenix continues to shout, louder than before.
‘We both know that I’m the only one willing to pay you, so be grateful you filthy bastard’ The man spits out.
‘That’s not fair’ yells Phoenix.
‘Go cry about it bitch’ the other man laughs. Kinn enters the room with a loud bang, the door slamming on the wall behind it.
‘What the fuck, get the fuck ou-‘ says the man. ‘Oh Khun Kinn’ the man immediately calms down when he realizes that Kinn is the one who almost broke his door. His voice became as sweet as honey while he faces Kinn with a huge smile ‘What brings you here?’
‘Why are you screaming?’ Says Kinn towards the Phoenix, completely ignoring the man right next to the fighter that he only now recognizes. His name is Tony if he is not mistaken, he is the owner of the fighting club and the illegal boxing ring too.
’That asshole doesn’t want to pay me what he owns me! We’ve agreed on 50,000 baht and he only wants to give me 3,000’ The Phoenix yells once again while stomping his foot on the ground, his face is red from anger and there’s a vein popping on his forehead. Kinn has never seen something as cute as that. Kinn can feel his heart skip a beat when he sees that Phoenix is looking directly into his eyes now.
‘Give him the 50 000 baht' says Kinn harshly towards Tony this time, his own eyes tearing away from the Phoenix’s glistening ones.
‘But you don’t understand Khun Kinn, that bastard-that bastard lied to m-‘ Tony starts, in vain while throwing his hands in the air.
‘I don’t care, give him what you both agreed on beforehand, or else you’ll have to confront me’ Kinn barks out. Tony’s face becomes very pale when Kinn pronounces these words. The Phoenix looks at the two of them with a frown between his brows and his head slightly cocked to the side.
‘I don’t have it right now’ says Tony while shaking. The Phoenix sighs, his shoulders slumping down while he looks distraught.
‘I really need this money dude’ The Phoenix throws his head to the ceiling and rolls his shoulder. Kinn takes out his wallet and pulls out the 50,000 baht like it’s nothing.
‘Here’ he hands the bills to The Phoenix. ‘Take it’ he says quietly. The Phoenix looks at him with wide eyes.
‘How- why-‘ stutters Phoenix.
‘I expect to have my money back by Monday’ says Kinn through clenched teeth towards Tony, the latter nods before leaving the room.
‘Take it before I retract my offer’ Kinn barks out once again. The Phoenix nods before taking the bills from his hands. Kinn can’t help but notice the blood and the contusions on the Phoenix’s hands.
‘Sit down’ orders Kinn. The Phoenix does what he is told without even thinking about it, he then puts the bills into his back pocket.
‘Why?’ The younger man asks while he is already sitting. Kinn ignores his question and takes the medical kit that’s hidden in one of the drawers from the desk behind them. He takes out some gauze, rubbing alcohol and some bandages. He then grabs Phoenix's hands in his, he can feel the younger man’s pulse underneath the tips of his fingers. He then takes the gauze, dampens it with alcohol before gently swiping it over the Phoenix’s wounds.
‘Ah dude, it hurts’ the younger man pouts.
‘Quit being such a baby, and my name is not dude, it’s Khun Kinn for you’ Kinn frowns while continuing to clean the wounds on the man’s hands in front of him.
‘Khun Kinn, oh so authoritative’ Phoenix laughs in between two hisses.’Well, I prefer to call you dude… or old man, that suits you way better’ The Phoenix adds with another laugh that wraps itself around Kinn’s soul.
‘Well, Phoenix first of all I’m not that old, second of all I don’t care what you prefer or not’ that’s a lie but Kinn doesn’t want to unpack the truth. Phoenix sends him a dirty look when he mentions his age before scoffing.
‘Porsche’ Phoenix says while wincing when Kinn wraps the bandages on his hands.
‘Excuse me?’ Is that little brat asking him for a Porsche? In what world does he live? Who does he think he is-
‘My name’ the Phoenix smiles softly. ‘Porsche, my name’s Porsche, not Phoenix’
‘Oh’ replies Kinn softly. ‘Be my bodyguard Porsche’ Kinn states, his hands are still holding Porsche’s tightly. He then lets them go like he just burned himself.
‘What the fuck dude’ Porsche laughs, Kinn quite likes that laugh, if only he can hear it for the rest of his life. What the fuck, what’s wrong with him today.
‘Be my bodyguard, I’m serious, you just fought a man twice your size and the only injury that you got is some minor cuts on your hands and a bloody lip’
‘What king of man are you if you need to have bodyguards?’ Porsche looks at him with a frown.
‘That doesn’t matter’ Kinn replies harshly.
‘Are you from the mafia?’ Porsche cocks his head to the side. Kinn doesn’t reply and this silence the only answer that Porsche needs.
‘I don’t do that kind of stuff, especially not for low class mafia that does nothing of their day expect take money from poor people’
That sounds like a current situation, at least in Kinn’s opinion.
‘Do you have debts to a minor family?’ Kinn asks, that would make sense why this 23 years old kid is fighting in illegal boxing ring.
‘Fuck off’ spits out Porsche while getting up from the chair and putting his hand in his back pocket.
‘Be my bodyguards or else-‘ Kinn starts only stopping when Porsche interrupts him.
‘Or what, you’ll kill me? Fuck you dude’ screams Porsche before storming out of the room.
Well that went well. Kinn grabs the back of his neck with his hand before rubbing it there. He looks down at the chair that Porsche had just left and sees his money there. He takes it into his hands and realizes that Porsche didn’t take one baht. Kinn sighs, he can feel deep down inside of him that he needs to have that alpha in his team.
‘Porsche Pachara Kittisawat, also called the Phoenix’ says Big while handing Kinn a yellow file. ‘He is twenty three years old, his second gender is not specified in this file however since he is fighting against alphas, we can assume that he is one too, or else he would have been killed a long time ago.’
Kinn nods while flipping the pages of the files in his hands. ‘Continue’ Kinn orders with a cold voice.
‘He has a brother named Porchay, a fragile beta’ Big slides a picture of Porsche and Porchay towards Kinn on the oak table. Kinn puts the file aside and takes the picture in his hands before rubbing Porsche’s beautiful face with his fingers.
‘Parents?’ Asks Kinn without taking his eyes off of the picture of the two brothers.
‘Dead since Porsche was 8’ Big states with a stern voice. ‘He has been taking care of his brother ever since’
Kinn nods, Porsche is a strong alpha then if he can support his brother at such a young age. It’s a good quality, especially in the mafia’s world.
‘Any weaknesses?’ Kinn looks at Big from across the table.
‘His uncle owes a lot of money to one of the minor families. Khun Sky’s family if I am not mistaken’ Big replies quietly.
‘Good, we can use that to pressure him’ Kinn takes the tumbler of whiskey from the table before putting it to his lips and letting the dark liquid burn pleasantly in his throat.
‘Can I ask you why you want him to be your bodyguard so badly?’ Big cocks his head to the side, his eyes slender suspiciously. Kinn raises his shoulders, what is he supposed to say?
even
That he is attracted deeply by Porsche’s entire being and that he wants him next to himself even if they are both alphas? And the fact that they are both alphas means that they could never be together even if Kinn’s heart bleeds at the mere thought of being apart from the other man for more than two minutes.
That he fell in love as soon as his eyes met Porsche’s?
That he wants nothing more than to cherish and love the other man?
That he is ready to give his mafia’s status if it means that he can spend the rest of his dying days with Porsche?
That he wants to shower Porsche with love and diamonds around his waist, his hands, his neck? That he wants to bite the other man so badly that he thinks that he might go insane if he doesn’t?
Wow.
Where does all of that come from? Kinn asks himself in his mind.
‘He is a great fighter’ replies Kinn drawing in a deep breath. ‘We need more people like him in our teams, to protect me’ He would rather die than having Porsche injured.
‘That’s true, he destroyed Dune the other night’ Big agrees. ‘My shift ends in twelve minutes.’ Big looks… nervous. ‘I have-i have tickets’
‘Congratulations’ snarks out Kinn before taking another sip of his glass, his mind is still wondering about Porsche.
‘I thought that maybe you could come with me’ Big is fully blushing now.
‘Why would I do that?’ Kinn asks, confusion is seeping from his voice.
‘It’s another illegal fight, which means that The Phoenix might be there’ Big lies. He can see Kinn’s eyes sparkle when the latter hears Porsche’s alias.
‘Ok, I’ll go change then’ Kinn gets up from his chair and goes straight to his room, leaving a blushing Big behind.
Once inside his room he takes a long hot shower before rummaging through his entire wardrobe. None of his shirts are soft enough, or pretty enough for a meeting with Porsche.
Nothing will do.
He sighs before sitting on his bed, completely naked. He then gets up and looks at himself in the mirror. He can see gray in his hair, wrinkles at the corner of his eyes and he sighs. He still looks really good… for his age. Would Porsche ever be with someone that old? He shakes his head, he is not that old after all, right? So there is a possibility that Porsche wants to be with him right?
Right.
Why is he acting like that, it’s like the alpha inside of him is guiding all of his actions now.
His alpha seems obsessed by Porsche. But it’s so wrong and so unnatural for someone like him. He puts on a pair of black boxers and a robe before going to Tankhun’s apartment.
‘What brings you here?’ Screams Tankhun, the latter takes the remote controller next to him and pauses his TV show, making Arm and Pol groan next to him.
‘I need an outfit’ Kinn uses his stern and cold voice, the one he usually uses in meetings when he indicates to someone that they are obliged to do something he wants or else he’ll pull out his gun and shoot them right between the eyes.
‘No need to use your alpha voice on me’ Tankhun puts his own hand on his forehead and pretends to faint into Pol’s arms. Kinn rolls his eyes at his brother’s behavior. ‘Why do you need an outfit? Don’t you have clothes in your own wardrobe?’ Asks Tankhun while opening only one eye.
‘I’m going out tonight’ Kinn crosses his arms on his chest, he doesn’t like being interrogated like that.
‘For business?’ Asks Tankhun while standing back up and escaping Pol’s arms.
Kinn shakes his head.
‘What?’ Shrieks Tankhun ‘you are going out? To have fun?’
‘I’m going out with Big’ Kinn raises one eyebrow while looking at his brother’s confused face.
‘You’re going out with Big? Like on a date?’ Tankhun pretends to vomit.
‘No, not like on a date, we are going to see a boxing match, and I want to recruit one of the fighter as my personal bodyguard. So two birds one stone if you know what I mean’
‘I’m so disappointed, I thought you had a date’ Tankhun pouts?
‘You want me to have a date with Big?’ Laughs coldly Kinn, his brother knows that he doesn’t date, not since… Tawan.
‘As long as you are happy, I don’t care who you are going out with’ Tankhun nods his head solemnly.
‘Do you have an outfit for me or not?’ Barks out Kinn, too tired to deal with Tankhun’s kindness.
‘Don’t talk to me like that’ Tankhun slaps him on the arm, Kinn doesn’t flinch at all. ‘And I might have what you need’ he takes out a burgundy suit with a white shirt. ‘Your silver hairs are going to stand out with that color’
‘I’m don’t have that many silver hairs’ Kinn says, clearly offended by his brother’s words. Kinn brushes his hand in his hair, almost like a reflex.
‘You are 42 years old Kinn, of course you have gray in your hair. Actually you are quite lucky to still have a lot of hair on your huge head’ Tankhun teases him gently, making Kinn roll his eyes once again.
‘Give me the damn suit’ Sighs Kinn, his hand is outstretched in front of him, waiting for the suit. Tankhun laughs and gives it to him with another smirk.
‘You look… different Kinn’ smiles Tankhun. ‘Are you-‘
‘The match is starting in thirty minutes, if we want to be there on time, you’ll have to dress yourself now’ Says Big while entering the room. He lets out a soft gasp when he sees Kinn in nothing but a robe. Kinn passes by the bodyguard and heads to his own room. He dresses himself slowly, imagining Porsche’s reaction when he sees him. Will the other alpha be impressed by his expensive suit? Will he be happy to see him? Since when did Kinn become such a sap? Kinn rubs a hand on his face before leaving his quarter and meeting Big at the entrance of the compound. Big is dressed simply, with a black t shirt and black jeans.
‘Let’s go’ says Big, his nervousness can be smelt in the scent he is releasing. Big tries to open the driver side, only stopping when Kinn puts his hands on the door.
‘I’ll drive’ Kinn barks out, making the beta nod.
They arrive soon enough to the fighting club and enter without even showing their tickets.
‘Khun Kinn’ a man greets them.
‘Tony’ sighs Kinn with a hypocritical smile painted on his tensed face.
‘What are you doing here Khun Kinn?’ Tony says with a smile so vile, Kinn wants to punch him in the face.
‘I’m obviously here to see the match’ Kinn’s smile doesn’t falter.
‘Let me take you to your private quarters then’ says Tony while guiding Kinn and Big to the couch with Kinn’s initials on it. ‘Do you want me to call you some omegas, free of charge of course.’
‘No I’m not here for that today’ Kinn swallows thickly.
‘Aren’t you here to have some fun’ Tony asks.
‘I am’ Kinn replies with a stern voice. Tony frowns, it’s so unusual for Kinn to not call escorts to have fun with him. ‘Fine, I let you enjoy the show then’ Tony steps back before leaving Big and Kinn alone. They both order some drinks before the match begins. Sadly, the Phoenix is no where to be seen. The match between two big guys is entertaining but Kinn’s mind can’t help but remember the fight of the other night. The way that Porsche had moved, gracious and agile, while destroying his opponent still haunts his mind.
‘Khun Kinn’ Big’s voice shakes him out of his thoughts.
‘Hm?’ Asks Kinn, his glass is almost half empty in his hand, the coldness of the glass sends shivers down Kinn’s spine.
‘The fight has been over for almost thirty minutes’ Big says quietly while pointing his watch towards Kinn. Kinn looks around him and sees that everyone has left the club except himself and Big.
‘I’m going to go back home’ Big lowers his head. ‘I already called an uber so don’t worry about me’
‘Why would I worry about you? You are one of my strongest bodyguards’ Kinn replies, puzzled.
Big’s face falls, he nods and leaves the club. Kinn stays there for five more minutes before gulping down the rest of his drink and following the same path that Big took few minutes ago.
‘Get off you bastard’ screams someone in another room. Kinn slightly jogs toward the familiar and yet so foreign voice.
‘Oh yes I’m going to get off on you sweetheart, I can’t wait to be inside you’ another voice can be heard through the walls.
‘Fuck off’ the first voice says. The voices are coming from the training room. Kinn pushes the door when he hears a loud bang coming from the said room. His alpha is screaming at him to go help the first voice.
When he finally gets into the room, his stomach drops. There, on the floor is an alpha that he doesn’t really know, the latter is pinned down on the ground, his face bloody and crushed underneath a strong knee. The knee belongs to Porsche. Kinn can feel his heart skipping a beat at the sigh of The Phoenix.
‘Hi’ murmurs Kinn with a small wave of the hand.
‘What the fuck is wrong with you dude? That guy tried to assault me and you just say hi cutely?’ Porsche sounds pissed.
‘Sorry, I didn’t know’ Kinn rubs the back of his neck with his hand.
‘It’s ok old man, your vision and hearing are probably impaired because of your age’ scoffs Porsche while pressing his knee harder into the other man’s face.
‘Let me take care of that asshole’ Kinn states while releasing his strong scent, he is an alpha that comes from a lineage of alpha, which means that he is really really powerful, probably even stronger than all his peers. That’s why his family runs this town.
‘I’m fine’ barks out Porsche while releasing the man stuck underneath his knee. He then punches the guy straight in the face. ‘Don’t you EVER try to assault me or anyone else in this fucking life’ Porsche spits out.
‘Then don’t fucking fight with us then’ the other man replies while holding his bloody nose.
‘Get the fuck out’ screams Porsche, his face is now red from anger. The other man runs out of the room without even acknowledging Kinn.
‘Hey’ Kinn puts a reassuring hand on Porsche’s biceps, he is truly strong underneath his oversized hoodie. ‘Are you ok?’ Kinn asks, almost to distract himself from the feeling of Porsche’s muscles underneath his fingers.
‘I’m fine’ pouts Porsche before ripping his arm away from Kinn’s grip.
‘What did he mean by ‘don’t fight with us then’?’ Kinn does the air quotes with his hands.
‘It’s none of your business’ Porsche rolls his eyes. And at that very moment, Kinn wants to fuck the brat out of him. ‘And why are you even here?’ Porsche looks at him directly in the eyes.
‘I went to see the fight’ Kinn states quietly, he releases his scent even if he knows that it won’t calm another alpha. Porsche’s eyes widen, he grabs his bag and almost runs out of the training room.
‘Hey where are you going?’ Protests Kinn.
‘Home’ Porsche says without looking at Kinn.
‘When is your next match?’ Kinn asks loudly while Porsche is pushing the door with the hand that is not holding his bag.
‘Tuesday. Red looks really good on you by the way, it brings out your hair’ says Porsche before fleeing out of the building. Kinn smiles at that. He will be able to see Porsche in three days.
Tuesday can’t come quickly enough, so in the meantime Kinn is abject with everyone around him. His alpha is dominating his personality and he is harsher than usual. He barks out orders after orders, doesn’t negotiate the way he usually does and doesn’t see any of his escort. They all look boring and tasteless now.
Finally, Tuesday comes after three long days of waiting. He grabs another red costume, now that he knows that Porsche thinks that red does look good on him before heading out to the fighting club. He does something that he normally doesn’t do and goes to the front row. The bodyguards next to him look at him weirdly but don’t say anything.
‘Please welcome, the one and only Poison’ screams the referee, and Kinn’s stomach drops when he sees the man that had tried to assault Porsche few days ago enter the room.
‘Now welcome the one and only Phoenix who won against our champion Dune in his first combat of the season’
Porsche enters the room and Kinn realizes that something is wrong almost immediately. The younger man is slightly paler than usual, his cheeks are redder and he has sweat dripping down his entire body. Porsche tries to concentrate but he looks too feverish to do so. The crowd is screaming regardless of Porsche’s state. Porsche closes his eyes before entering the boxing ring. Kinn looks up at him with concern painted on his face. Porsche doesn’t see him at all.
‘What did you do?’ Porsche asks harshly of his opponent. The man in front of Porsche smiles wickedly. The kind of smile he’d only seen on his cousin’s face while the latter is torturing his victims. That last thought sends a shiver down Kinn’s entire body. His senses are on full alert now and his alpha is ready to kill the man in front of Porsche if he has to.
‘I told you not to mess with me, you should have spread your legs for me when I asked you to the other day’ Poison says with a laugh devoid of any joy.
Porsche stumbles back, his face turning redder than before while sweat is pouring from his forehead, catching on his eyelashes and dripping from the tip of his nose.
‘Tell me what you did to me’ says Porsche through clenched teeth. The referee continues to introduce the two contestants while the conversation goes on.
‘Your little suppressants, the ones that you hide in the left pocket of your backpack, someone may or may not have replace them with… sugar capsule’ Poison laughs.
Suppressants?
Oh
Oh.
So Porsche isn’t an alpha after all.
‘You son of a bitch’ Porsche falls to his knees. Poison takes off his boxing gloves before grabbing Porsche’s face and tilting it towards his own face.
‘Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you’ Poison digs his nails into Porsche’s cheeks, creating moon crescents on the delicate bronzed skin, blood is now mixing with the sweat on Porsche’s face. Kinn reacts without even realizing what he is doing. He hops on the ring and jump on Poison, he starts punching him out of pure instinct, making the other alpha bleed.
‘Alpha’ whines Porsche behind him before releasing another gasp filled with pain. Porsche is looking directly at Kinn now, presenting himself to the alpha, on his knees and in heat.
‘Alpha’ repeats Porsche, there is a certain urgency in his voice. Kinn throws the now unconscious Poison on the floor before kneeling right in front of Porsche.
‘I’m here shhh, everything is going to be ok’ Kinn grabs Porsche and envelops his body in a tight hug.
‘It hurts’ cries Porsche, digging his fingers into Kinn’s shirt and rubbing his face into Kinn’s chest. ‘Please make it stop’ Kinn can feel his shirt soak from Porsche’s tears. He grabs Porsche even tighter now before hauling him up into his arms. Porsche wraps his legs around Kinn’s waist and buries his face into Kinn’s neck, heavy tears still rolling down his overheated cheeks.
‘Shh it’s going to be ok’ murmurs Kinn while petting Porsche’s hair with the hand that isn’t holding the omega in place. He almost runs towards his car, completely forgetting about his bodyguards that are still in the club. Kinn can feels Porsche start to move into his arms. He urgently rubs his crotch on Kinn’s waist, trying his best to find some semblance of relief.
‘Don’t- you can’t do that Porsche’ Kinn kisses his forehead, the skin underneath his lips is burning hot. Kinn puts Porsche into the passenger seat before installing himself in the driver seat and speeding away. They soon arrive at the compound after Kinn had violated almost every speeding law. Porsche is still writhing in the passenger seat, his eyes are now closed. The leather underneath his body is drenched with sweat, and normally Kinn would have killed the person who dared to ruin his car, but at that moment he doesn’t care at all. Kinn takes Porsche back into his arms before running towards his own bedroom without greeting anyone on the way there.
He opens the door with one arm before entering the bedroom. He gently puts Porsche gently on the bed before going to his fridge and taking out a bottle of water. Porsche has lost so much sweat. He gently seats the lying Porsche and puts the bottle to his mouth. Porsche shakes his head.
‘Need you alpha, in me, please, hurts’ Porsche wines.
‘Drink water first’ Kinn says gently but firmly. Porsche opens one eye and slowly sips on the fresh bottle of water that is still being held by Kinn.
‘Can you eat something too for me?’ Asks Kinn while taking a piece of watermelon and bringing it to Porsche’s lips. Porsche takes the piece into his mouth before sucking on Kinn’s fingers. Kinn had to stop himself from jumping on Porsche right here right now.
‘Kinn’ murmures Porsche. The room suddenly fills with the most intoxicating scent that Kinn has ever smelt, Kinn’s nose is now filled with a mixture of sweet mango spicy chilly, that smell makes his mouth water furiously. He wants to puts his face into the origin of that smell and never come back into the real world.
‘You smell so good Porsche’ Kinn takes another deep breath, the smell is now engulfing his heart soothingly. He can feel lust spreading in his guts, almost making him moan. Kinn can feel all his senses start to heighten, he can feel his muscles enlarge, his heart pump more blood into his body.
No.
There is no way.
This can’t be.
Kinn shakes his head, the whimpers coming out of Porsche’s mouth are now trickling his ears and boiling his brain.
He can feel his rut begin.
But that’s not possible, his rut is not scheduled for another month. The only way that a rut can be triggered is when the alpha is in the presence of his true mate in heat.
Porsche can’t be his true mate right?
‘Alpha please’ begs Porsche one more time, Kinn can’t resists him this time. He puts the last question at the back of his head. He grabs Porsche’s face into his hands before leaning in and meeting Porsche’s lips in a bruising kiss filled with clicking teeth and too much tongue.
‘Take care of me Kinn’ moans Porsche, his lips are still pressed to Kinn’s lips.
Some visuals:
Kinn’s suit:
https://www.pinterest.fr/pin/3940718416382058/
Porsche’s outfit:
https://www.pinterest.fr/pin/2674081021643981/
Fighter Porsche:
https://twitter.com/apoglows/status/1650231501773217793
The boxing ring: