Big POV
The first thing I remembered hearing when I slowly woke up was a rhythmic beeping. As I opened my eyes the light instantly forced me to shut them.
"Easy, take it slow."
I knew that voice. P'Chan?
I opened my eyes more slowly this time and scanned the room. It looked like I was in the hospital wing of the compound. A machine beeped next to me, I realised the sound I heard earlier must have been the heart monitor. Everything hit me all at once. Going with Kim to save Porsche and his brother, being shot protecting the former.
The pain crashed through me as well as the memories but it was dulled slightly. I guessed it must have been from the morphine.
"Just take it easy," I heard someone say.
I turned to see P'Chan standing by my bedside. His face held its usual passive but tense gaze as he looked down at me.
"Boss?"
"You're going to be ok, just get some rest."
"But …"
"That's on order Big! You did well, but you need to allow your body time to heal. You almost died," he commanded as he placed a hand on my shoulder.
The stiffness and soreness of my body had me nodding in agreement. Though I didn't like the idea of just laying here, I knew, for now, I had no choice.
Chan gave a small smile and gently patted my shoulder.
"Mr Korn, Mr Kinn was very impressed with you, Porsche as well."
The heart monitor gave an unexpected beep and Chan chuckled. I didn't know if my cheeks were red but they felt hot enough to be.
"Get some rest and take your time."
With that, he left and I was alone with my thoughts. My mind whirled as I thought back to what I'd said to Porsche before I'd lost consciousness. The monitor jumped again and I sighed. I've liked Kinn for years but he'd never shown me any interest. When Porsche showed up I hated how quickly he got close to him.
'Oh well, at least Kinn is finally happy now even if it's not with me,' I thought before I closed my eyes and slept.
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Several days later, I was finally able to sit up in my hospital bed when one of the bodyguards, Pen, came rushing in.
"There's an attack!" he shouted, blocking the door.
I tried to get up but I couldn't, the act of trying alone almost wiped me out. I was handed a gun and all we could do was wait. We could hear distant sounds of gunfire and explosion but they never came near us. After a long pause of silence, Pen's phone started to ring. He spoke for a moment before putting his gun away and started clearing the makeshift blockade away.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"It's over. Head of the minor family is dead," he told me before leaving.
"Wait!" I called after him, trying to get up.
However, the moment my feet touched the floor my world went black.
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I awoke a few days later, back in bed and feeling like I was on fire. Arm and Pol were sitting playing a game at the small table in the room. When they noticed I was awake they rushed over.
"Big! You're awake," Arm called out. "I'll go get the doctor."
He rushed out of the room as Pol hovered over me. When the doctor arrived, he chastised me for trying to get up but I ignored him. I wanted him to leave so I could talk to Arm and Pol. The minute he left I was on them.
"Tell me what happened," I ordered.
They recounted the whole event. From Boss's fake death to the attack by Gun. Then Porsche saved Kinn and discovered his mother was still alive. The most surprising thing had been Pete leaving the company to be with Vegas.
They'd told me about Chan getting shot, apparently, he was in critical condition in a room a few doors down.
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Several weeks passed and I was finally well enough to be allowed to move around. As long as I didn't do anything too vigorous and rested often. I agreed readily, it was good to get out of that room.
"Did you hear!" Arm shouted as he came racing through the common area.
I turned from staring out the window to see his excited face. Everyone gathered around him as he approached me.
"P'Chan's finally awake!"
Everyone cheered and a few called out 'they knew it!' I nodded and turned back to the window. Inwardly, I was relieved but I wasn't going to show that to the guys.
A few days later I went to visit him. He was slightly sitting up in bed trying to reach a cup on the side table.
"I'll get that for you, sir," I told him, as I reached for the cup and passed it to him.
He grunted but I didn't take it personally. When he finished I helped him put the drink back before he collapsed on the bed with a sigh. Silently, I stood waiting for him to speak but it became obvious that he wasn't going to.
"How are you, sir?" I asked.
Silence!
"I heard you faced Gun yourself, that was very brave," I told him.
He turned to face me and gave me a look that said 'it's my job'.
"How are you doing?" he asked me.
"I'm doing fine sir, feeling a lot stronger," I answered honestly. "I should be back to work fully soon."
"Don't overdo it, otherwise you'll create more problems for yourself and us."
"Yes sir,"
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Several more weeks passed and I was finally allowed to go back to work. Mind you I was only allowed light duties which meant following Porchay around. Since Porsche is now the head of the Minor family his brother needed his own bodyguard.
He wasn't dissimilar to Tankhun, meaning he rarely left the compound which made looking after him easier. Though, I noticed something seemed off with him.
One morning, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to head for a little workout. As I approached the door to the gym I noticed a light on and a grunt coming from inside.
I pushed the door open slightly and frowned. Chan was inside, sitting in a wheelchair trying to move onto one of the workout machines. He'd only recently been released from his room with the same orders as I'd had.
I watched as he suddenly fell to the floor. Without thinking, I rushed inside.
"Sir!" I called out.
Chan POV
I wasn't aware of anyone coming in when I tried to move off the wheelchair and onto the workbench. The damn wheelchair! The stupid doctors said I need to be in it for almost a month because of the damage to my spine.
Only then I can start physical rehabilitation. A whole fucking month! Mr Kinn and Mr Porsche need me on my game right now!
"Sir!"
'Fuck off Big!' I chanted in my head as I tried to right myself.
"Let me help you!"
I felt his arms wrap around my chest as I used my arms to lift myself up.
"I can do it!" I demanded.
I felt him flinch since our bodies were so close and guilt flashed through me. Once I was back in that fucking chair he stepped back, bowed his head and clasped his hands together in front of himself. It was the universal sign of submission to a superior and I felt even more guilty.
"I'm sorry sir, it won't happen again. I'll leave you alone," he bowed and started to walk away.
"Wait!" I called out without thinking.
Big stopped and turned with his head still down. I waited until he walked back before speaking.
"How are you doing? Have you healed?"
"Yes sir, I've been given the all clear to return as long as it's light duties. I need another few weeks before I can return to work fully. I've been assigned to protect Porchay."
I nodded, unsure of what else to say. His head was still bowed and I found myself getting irritated.
"Look up!"
His head shot up and I noticed a hint of fear in his eyes. It made me inwardly smile, despite being in a wheelchair my subordinates still feared and respected me.
"Thank you," I muttered after the silence rolled on.
Big nodded his head and I caught a small smile before he turned and started to walk away. Then, after taking a few steps he paused and looked back at me.
"Might I be permitted to say something sir?" he asked and I nodded.
"When I was in hospital, you told me to take it easy. You told me to allow my body time to heal. I'd almost died so I needed to rest. That's what you said."
I nodded knowing where he was going with this.
"Well, you were injured just as badly as I was, you almost died too. So just like you told me, you need to allow your body time to heal. I know it's frustrating, it was for me, obviously, you want to get back to work. However, you need to rest and allow your body time to recover on its own without pushing it too much … sir."
He bowed again and left. Stunned, I watched him go and then chuckled as the door shut. That was the first time one of my men ever threw my own words back at me.
Since that day, I've noticed Big a lot more. He's always been one of the best we've had but he's always just been one of my men. Now, confined to the wheelchair, I found myself observing him.
His infatuation with Mr Kinn had been a secret to everyone else but I'd noticed it. However, I was impressed that despite his feelings for Porsche he still put his life on the line to save him and his brother.
Big rarely interacted with the others, instead, ever the professional, he stuck by Porchay's side. Though, I'd often catch him glancing my way. The idea of him looking over me excited me more than anything had in years.
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A month later, the doctor finally gave me the all-clear to get out of the wheelchair but I still had to use crutches. At least I was up and moving around. The doctor even okayed light exercise but I found myself taking my time.
Instead, I focused on light exercises along with helping Mr Kinn with the paperwork. There was a lot to do since he took over.
It was late and I was in the central area finishing up the last of the documents when Big walked in. A black tank top clung to his sculpted body and his pyjama pants hung low on his hips. He looked sleepy as he rubbed his eyes and yawned. He made his way towards the drinks machine, oblivious to my presence, and he lifted his arms to stretch.
A sliver of his lower stomach became exposed and I instantly got hard. I'd never been attracted to younger guys or girls. Usually, I went for lovers my own age, mainly to satisfy an urge. It never went further than that.
However, just that brief glimpse had me aching for more. I pictured lifting that top and exploring what I found with my mouth.
I noticed him wobble a little so I stood to help him.
"Are you drunk?"
Big jumped and lost his balance. Without a thought, I grabbed his arm and pulled him up against me to steady him. He stared wide-eyed at me as I held him tight.
Damn! Has he always been this sexy? Eyes glazed and cheeks flushed. His soft lips looked red and plump making me crave to taste them.
"I …" he slurred. "I went drinking with Mr Khun. He said he wanted to party …"
A smirk formed on my face as he tried to get his words out.
"They … they wanted me … to … to drink with them ..."
"Did they?" I asked as I cupped his face.
"Yeah … I wasn't … wasn't going to … at first … but Mr Khun … started getting upset."
His eyes were glazed as they stared at me. When his tongue snaked out to lick his lips my resolve broke.
Quickly, I dipped my head down to capture his lips in mine. The taste of alcohol mixed with something else, something I believed was all Big.
His moan startled me and I pulled back. Big's face was flushed and he was panting.
'Shit! Shit! Shit! What the fuck am I doing?'
The realisation that I'd just kissed one of my underlings caused me to let go of him, however, Big wasn't having any of that. As soon as I stepped back, he surged forward, grabbed my neck and pulled me down.
Hungrily, he slid his mouth over mine forcing his tongue into my mouth. I groaned at the sensations and instantly became hard. It felt good to have his hard body pressed against mine.
"Chan!"
I stilled as his mouth moved across my cheek and down my throat. My dick jerked in my pants and I gripped his hips so tight I knew he would have bruises.
No one, except my superiors and my family, had ever called me by my name. Now, here he was, drunk as a skunk, moaning and breathing against my neck saying my name. Damn was it hot!
Without a thought, I pushed him off me and pulled him towards my room. As soon as the door was shut I pinned him against it with his legs wrapped around my waist.
Our erections rubbed against each other and I groaned at the friction. He was driving me wild. Tonight, I decided I was going to show him just how wild he was making me.
Big POV
My head throbbed as I slowly opened my eyes. The light instantly assaulted them and I groaned. My head swam as I tried to sit up. The bed beneath me called me back to lie down and forget it all, but I had a job to do.
It took me longer than I cared to admit to realise that I wasn't in my own room. Even worse than that, after a quick glance under the covers, I discovered I was naked.
My heart lurched as I slowly glanced at the space beside me. I wasn't sure if I was relieved or disappointed to see it empty. I spotted my clothes strewn about on the floor so I quickly got up and grabbed them.
After dressing I tried to figure out whose room I was in. It was like there was no one living there, this room had no personal items, and it was minimal. However, I knew there were not many spare rooms so it had to belong to someone. The furniture was simple and elegant, not like the furniture in the guard dorms. This made me think it belonged to someone of a higher rank.
The only thing I was sure of was that this was not Mr Kinn's room. I'd been in them enough to know what they looked like. Plus he had Mr Porsche now, I would never be naked in his room.
I made my way outside into the main sitting area and gasped. Mr Chan was sitting at a small kitchen table drinking a cup of something and reading. He must have heard me as he looked up at that moment.
"Good morning," he nodded and then continued reading.
As I approached I noticed a slight tensing of his jaw. His hands were gripping the paper a little too tightly as I stood next to him.
"Sir?"
"Yes?"
"What happened last night sir? Why am I in your room?"
His head shot up to look at me. I could have sworn I saw a flash of guilt run across his eyes before his usual cold stare fell in place.
"You don't remember?" he asked.
"No, sir. I remember going for a drink, coming back and going to bed but then after that it's hazy."
"I found you in the common area, clearly drunk. My room was closer."
"My clothes, sir?"
"You took them off, and climbed into bed," he explained.
I don't know how but I knew he wasn't telling me everything. Though I couldn't figure out what. Did something else happen? Did I inconvenience him in some way? Do something to him?
"Sir …" I started but stopped.
I had no idea what or even how to ask.
"Say it!" he commanded.
"Well, sir. Did I inconvenience you last night? Did I do something wrong?"
His jaw definitely ticked as he put his paper down and looked at me.
"No, Big. You didn't inconvenience me or do anything wrong. Now go and wash up, get something to eat and get yourself to the training ground. It should help with the hangover."
He went back to his paper, essentially dismissing me. Without another word, I got up and left. Something wasn't right, he wasn't telling me everything.
I did as I instructed but the way he behaved had me confused. Mr Chan had never been an open book but he was usually honest and direct. If you made a mistake or cost him something he made you understand and repent. Punished you in a way that made you rethink everything.
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Later that night I was alone in my room. Now that Ken was gone I had the room to myself. My body ached as I leaned back on the sofa. Some random show was playing on the TV but I wasn't paying attention.
With a sigh, I shifted so I was laid fully across it. My hand slowly rubbed against my bare stomach before swiping across my cloth-covered dick. I closed my eyes and groaned as I gripped it.
Instantly, an image of Mr Kinn formed in my mind, as it usually does. His naked body glistened in front of me. My dick instantly hardened as my hand snaked inside my pants. It twitched as I stroked around the head and down the shaft.
"Fuck, you feel good!"
My eyes startled open. That wasn't Mr Kinn's voice, that sounded like Mr Chan's. After a minute, I closed my eyes once again and pictured the man I'd loved for years. Again, my cock throbbed and I moaned.
"So fucking tight!"
My eyes startled open again. That was definitely Mr Chan's voice. Did we have sex last night? Did I take advantage of his kindness? Of him?
A strange feeling settled into the pit of my stomach as I abandoned my now flaccid dick. My heart was racing as my fuzzy brain tried to piece together the previous night.
"They … they wanted me … to … to drink with them.."
"Did they?"
"Yeah … I wasn't … wasn't going to … at first … but Mr Khun … started getting upset."
Quickly, Chan dipped his head down to capture mine.
I couldn't help the moan as he devoured me. When he pulled back my face was heated and I couldn't catch my breath.
Chan stepped back and I surged forward. All my thoughts were consumed with his taste and his hands on my body.
My tongue danced with his as my hard body crushed against his. My alcohol-infused brain couldn't help but gasp out his name.
"Chan!"
I was too gone to understand what I'd just said, what I'd just called him. His body stilled but I didn't care as his hands gripped my hips.
The next thing I knew I was pushed back and then dragged down a hall. My legs instantly wrapped around his waist as he pushed me up against a hard surface.
Our erections rubbed against each other and I groaned. He felt so big against me and I longed to see and feel him, skin to skin.
Chan POV
I turned over in my bed for the fifth time in the space of an hour. Sleep wasn't coming no matter how exhausted I was. Eventually, I gave up and switched on the lamp next to my bed. My tired body shifted up to rest against the headboard.
All day I'd been avoiding going into the main room. Big hadn't remembered what I did, which seemed like a small mercy but I didn't want to risk it. I've been drunk often enough to know that memories can resurface. If presented with something to stir them.
My eyes closed as my own memories flashed back to the previous night.
I carried Big to the bathroom and straight into the shower. The spray soon turned hot and drenched us both. His mouth was still attached to mine as I dragged that band out of his hair before gripping his locks in my hand.
A slight yank allowed me to pull his mouth away from mine and expose his slender neck. Instantly I sucked and nipped, reaching his collarbone. Big's hands gripped and pulled at my hair as I moved down his body. Lifting up his shirt as I went, I swiped my tongue up his abs, across his pecs and up his neck. He was writhing against the wall.
Once his tank top was off I continued back down his body pulling his sweats down. His hard cock sprang free and I smirked. Never knew Big liked to go commando. Instantly I attached my mouth to the leaking tip and sucked hard.
Big bucked up and hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little but quickly relaxed. He was so lost in the pleasure that he wasn't even aware that he was fucking my mouth so violently.
My own cock was straining in my sweats so I quickly rid myself of them too. Eventually, I pulled my head off his cock and twisted him around. His beautiful ass clenched in front of me and I groaned as I lapped at his hole. At the same time, I removed my shirt and grabbed a small bottle of lube I kept there for when I needed to jack off in the shower.
My lubed fingers circle around his hole as he moaned. Slowly, I slid one finger inside and pumped him before sliding another and another. Though I knew of his infatuation with Mr Kinn I was unaware if he'd ever slept with a man before, let alone bottomed before.
However, if the moans emitting from him or the movement of his hips were anything to go by, he wasn't against it. Quickly, I pulled my fingers out, lubed up my cock and pushed against his tight opening.
"Fuck, you feel good!" I groaned out. "So fucking tight!"
His hot tight hole felt like it was sucking me in.
"Yes! Chan! Harder! Faster!"
Never have I thought hearing my subordinate speak my name would be so stimulating. He chanted it over and over again as I pistoned into him.
My release was fast approaching so I snaked one arm around his front and gripped his leaking cock.
"I'm gonna …!" he called out before shuddering against me as his orgasm took hold.
I followed quickly after, releasing into him with several short thrusts. We stood there panting against the shower wall as I slowly pulled out. I spread his cheeks and watched as a thin white line of my cum seeped out of his hole before being washed away by the shower water.
Once my legs felt strong enough I stopped the shower and moved so that I could dry us. Then, I picked his sleepy form up and carried him into bed. I crawled up beside him and he instantly snaked his body around mine. Big's head lay on my chest and his arms gripped around my waist.
Usually, with past lovers, we had sex and then I left or they did depending on where we were. Never had I slept with one of them afterwards, never thought of doing it. However, with Big, at that moment, it felt nice, felt comfortable.
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A week later, during a morning briefing, I noticed that Big avoided my gaze. If I spoke to him, he responded with a nod or a curt reply but he wouldn't look at me. I feared I knew the reason but for the first time in my life, I had no idea what to do.
He'd been distant for a while, walking away as I approached, and leaving the room when I entered but in that meeting, he couldn't get away.
Deciding that we needed to sort this out I sent for him. Big walked into my room after a brief knock with his head down.
"Sit down Big," I commanded as I took a seat myself.
With a sigh, he reluctantly took the seat across from me. I watched him, waiting for him to meet my eyes. He never did.
"Look at me Big," I ordered.
Slowly, Big lifted his head and I knew, without a doubt, he'd remembered what I'd done to him. I needed to control this, to contain it if we were to work together well. Lives could be at stake if we couldn't.
"You've remembered, haven't you?" I asked and he nodded. "Then we should talk."
"Talk? About what exactly sir?"
Big seemed nervous like he thought I was going to punish him or something.
"What exactly do you remember?" I asked.
"Well, I remember you holding me up when I was drunk and then I was kissing you. I remember saying your name and telling you to move harder inside me."
Big blushed and I had to force the smirk down. Before I could say or do anything he moved quickly. Suddenly, he was on his knees in front of me with his head bowed.
"I'm ready to accept my punishment, sir. Whatever it may be."
Thoughts and images whirled in my head at all the possibilities of what I could do to him.
"You understand your punishment has to fit the severity of your indiscretions."
Big nodded and bowed his head lower.
"Then do what I say and without hesitation, do you understand?"
Once again Big nodded.
"Good," I smirked as I stood, went into my room and sat on the seat at the bottom of my bed.
"Come in here Big!" I shouted.
Quickly, Big shot inside and I had to really hide my smirk.
He looked like a frightened deer.
"Now, strip!"
Big POV
Strip? Did he just tell me to strip?
"I told you to do as I say without hesitation. Now Strip!"
Mr Chan sounded scary when his voice was deep and even. So, not wanting to anger him and receive harsher punishment I quickly got rid of all my clothes except my boxer briefs.
"Take off the briefs," he ordered.
With a little hesitation, I did as he said but an uneasy feeling settled in my stomach.
"Now, on your knees," he ordered and I did so.
"Stay there!"
As I knelt, Chan watched me. It felt like an endurance test, one I knew I had to complete, no matter what. Eventually, Chan stood and started to slowly undress. My eyes widened as memories of his bare chest mixed with the reality of what my eyes were seeing.
When he dropped his trousers the noticeable bulge in his briefs had my eyes widening. He looked huge! It was hard to imagine how that had fit inside me. My hole clenched at the memory.
Chan must have noticed my gaze as he chuckled and adjusted himself. I gasped as he gripped himself through the fabric.
"Like what you see?" he asked and I unconsciously nodded.
Once my brain caught up with my actions my eyes shot to his. I could feel my cheeks flaming as I tried to think of something to correct my stupidity.
It felt strange that I would react to someone else like this. Mr Kinn had been the only man I'd been attracted to. Even before I was a bodyguard, my friends in school would joke saying that I would end up as a monk. It wasn't far off, this life didn't include a social life.
However, despite my feelings towards Mr Kinn, here I was aching for something I'd only had once whilst drunk.
"Are you remembering what I did to you up against the shower wall?" he asked in a husky tone.
My head nodded once again before my brain could register what I was answering. With his chuckle, my cock rapidly filled and stuck out.
Chan lifted his hands up and down his stomach and chest before slipping under the waistband of his briefs. Slowly, painstakingly slow, he pushed them down until they fell to his ankles.
His beautifully thick cock bounced as it was freed and again as he stepped out of his briefs and kicked them away.
"Are you picturing my cock in your hole?" he asked.
My hole clenched once again. My throat felt dry as I tried to swallow the lump that was rising. Chan, slowly, moved onto his bed and sat right back against the headboard.
"Stand up, crawl on the bed and sit on my cock!"
My mouth hung open as my eyes widened. However, despite my shock, I did as instructed. Chan leaned over and pulled out a bottle of what looked like lube from the side table and threw it at me.
I positioned myself over him and with shaky hands, I applied some lube to his cock and my hole. My stomach flipped and danced as I guided his tip into my entrance.
His cock felt so thick as I slowly sank onto him.
"Fuck!" he groaned.
Those were my sentiments exactly. My knuckles turned white as my hands gripped the headboard behind him. I stilled once he was fully inside me. Chan gripped my hips tightly.
"Move!" he ordered.
Slowly, I moved my hips, rocking them back and forth. His cock rubbed against my prostate and sent shockwaves of pleasure up and down my spine. When his mouth latched onto my neck and started to suck, I almost came.
The suction feeling on my neck along with the push and pull of his cock sliding in and out of me was almost too much. Quickly, I gripped the base of my cock to stop myself from coming.
Chan growled as he pulled my hand away and replaced it with his own. He pumped me as he started to thrust his hips up in time with me.
"Cum for me Big!" he demanded.
I couldn't help it. My balls drew up and I moaned loudly as my cock spurted jets of hot white cum onto his chest and abs.
Then, as I was struggling to breathe, Chan did something that jerked my cock to life. He brought his hand up which was covered in my cum and swiped his tongue around his fingers.
He groaned as he tasted me and I wanted to taste it too. Chan must have guessed what I wanted to do because not two seconds later he pulled my head down and kissed me. Our tongues meshed together as I tasted myself on him.
It felt erotic and powerful and I moaned against him. Whilst still staying connected with our mouths, Chan gripped me and moved to the end of the bed. My legs wrapped around his waist as he stood and moved over to the window.
I gasped as I felt the cold glass against my back. It startled me enough to pull my mouth away from his. It felt strange to think anyone could see us. I was about to suggest going back to bed when a moan escaped my mouth as his hips started to thrust again.
His big hands gripped my ass as he continued to pound into me. My sensitive cock twitched as it filled up once again.
"I'm close!" he groaned. "I'm going to fill you up with my seed."
"Yes!" I breathed out. "Chan! Fill me! I want it!"
His name from my lips must have been the last straw for him as he jerked violently against me. I came again, without being touched, as my eyes rolled into the back of my head and my body went limp.
---
I was vaguely aware of feeling something cool and soft moving against my skin. My eyes fluttered open to see Chan wiping me. I must have passed out after that last orgasm as I hadn't noticed him laying me down on his bed.
Once he felt he was done he moved to lay beside me. His deep brown eyes watched me as I watched him. Normally, his gaze was cold and commanding but right then he looked relaxed and content.
"I have a confession to make," he smiled.
"What?" I said sleepily.
"That night, I was the one that seduced you."
My brain was slow to realise what he was talking about. It was too fogged with the afterglow of the best sexual experience of my life. He must have noticed my confusion.
"The night you were drunk," he explained.
My eyebrows shot up as I stared at him. He actually looked slightly ashamed of himself.
"I'm not going to apologise for that but I apologise for making you think you were in the wrong. I took advantage of you both times for my own gain but it was really your own fault. You shouldn't have looked so fucking tempting!"
Without thinking, my hand swung out to hit him but he stopped it and laughed. I froze. Never in my time here had I ever heard him laugh, seen him smirk yes, even the occasional smile but never laugh. It looked good on him, he looked fucking sexy.
Chan POV
I couldn't help the laughter as it bubbled out of me as he attempted to hit me. It felt strange but comforting. Big stilled and I took advantage once again.
I moved over him, and pushed him onto his back before capturing his mouth with mine. He moaned, first, into my mouth and then against my ear as I nipped and licked down his neck.
"Chan!" he moaned and my cock twitched.
I moved so I could whisper against his ear.
"The only time you can call me that is when we're alone and I'm fucking you senseless."
Big stilled and a small flash of something that felt like fear flashed through me. What was I saying? Since when do I want more than a repeat performance with a lover?
After all, he's one of my subordinates. We can't do more than this, we shouldn't do more than this. He must think the same.
"Chan?"
My eyes shot up to his. Big was flushed and biting his lip as he nervously waited for my response.
"Say it again!"
"Chan," he moaned.
"Fuck!"
---
Several months later, life had taken an unexpected turn. I was still the head bodyguard, protecting Mr Korn and Big changed to protect Mr Kinn and Mr Porsche.
The only change was that every night, Big was splayed in my bed as I pounded his ass over and over again. Some nights he would ride me moaning my name, other nights I would slam him into the shower wall or the window.
The strangest thing I'd found is that I became very jealous very easily.
One day, I walked into the training grounds to see him wrestling half-naked with Arm. I knew they were training, and I knew Big held no sexual feelings towards his friend but the jealous monster arose in me.
I hadn't been able to wait until that night to punish him. Instead, I called him over and found an empty room.
"What's wrong Chan?" he asked, smirking at me.
I scowled as I turned him around and pushed his sweats and pants down in one go. My tongue lapped at his hole without mercy and he moaned. Once I'd wet his hole enough I stood and pulled out my leaking cock.
"Take my fucking cock!" I ordered as I pushed in.
"Fuck yes!" he called out pushing back against me.
I thrusted as he pushed back and it felt amazing. He met me in every way possible and I found I was close to cumming.
"Chan, fuck! Right there! You feel so fucking good!"
I loved how vocal he was when it was just the two of us. We forgot all about who was boss and underling.
"I'm gonna ….!" he called out just as shudders racked through his body.
Big came against the wall as I came inside him like I'd done almost every night.
I collapsed against him as we both panted. Soon his pants turned into laughter which had me glaring. Big turned and kissed me.
"Jealous much!"
I growled which only made him laugh more.
"You do know I love making you jealous," he confessed. "It means that when we're alone you'll punish me like this."
I smirked at him before gripping and slapping his bare ass cheeks.
"You'll get it later!"
Big laughed again as he pulled up his sweats and left, I waited a few minutes before leaving too. However, when I did Pol was there. A telltale blush rose on his cheeks as he noticed me, bowed his head and scurried away.
I watched him go before returning to my room. With a sigh, I thought about everything. About sleeping with one of my men and about how childish I was acting. Getting jealous over one of my underlings working out with his friends. Then not being able to wait until the night to deal with it.
After that first night, there had been no discussion or arrangement decided between us. I sent for Big the next night and the night after that. Then he just showed up on his own.
I knew I had to stop this. Go back to my one-night-only existence, never getting close to anyone or having attachments. That was how it should be.
Pouring myself a drink, I made a decision but a dull ache formed in my stomach and, if I was being honest, in my heart.
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Later that night, as expected Big walked in with a huge smirk plastered across his face. However, it fell when he noticed my expression.
"Is everything ok Chan?" he asked, moving closer.
I stopped him with a hand and hated how he instantly stood back and crossed his hands in front of him. Confusion flitted across his face.
"Sir?" he asked, head lowered.
"You can go back to your room Big and I don't want you to come here anymore unless I send for you?" I told him coldly.
"What do you mean Ch… I mean sir?"
A lump formed in my throat so I cleared it before I spoke.
"I mean what I say. Don't come to me unless I send for you."
"You mean don't come here unless you're in need of a good fuck," he accused angrily.
He had every right to be angry but this was for the best.
"Yes!"
"So that's all this was for you? A good fuck with a willing hole?"
I stayed silent but I guess that answer was enough for him. His eyes glazed with something akin to pain but then he steeled himself and stood straighter.
"With all due respect, Sir! If you send for me at night, for anything other than work, I won't be available."
Big bowed in respect and left quickly. Instantly, I missed his presence. My feet took a step in his direction but the slamming of my door stopped them. A sigh left me as I lay down on my bed and rubbed my temples.
"Shit!" I sighed.
My hand automatically reached out to the space beside me and I swear I could still feel his warmth. I pulled my hand away and gritted my teeth. This was what I'd wanted. This was for the best.
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A week passed and I felt fucking shit! Work went on as usual, not that there were as many problems now that the families had merged. However, I still had to interact with Big.
Big, to his credit, was professional. He spoke respectfully and without a hint of emotion but he never looked at me. I missed his gaze.
"Sir, can we talk to you?" Arm and Pol asked as I made my way through the common area.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Well it's Big, Sir, we think something's wrong with him."
My heart stilled and I had to remember to breathe and keep my face blank.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, it's strange Sir, he's always been diligent with his training but lately he's been overdoing it. It seems it's all he does unless he is out with Mr Kinn or Mr Porsche. I've noticed him still in the gym, pool or shooting range really late at night and early in the morning."
"He was never really sociable but he used to chat with us and even came with us for a drink. Now he just nods and moves on. Do you know if anything has happened?"
Internally I was nodding. Of course, I knew. However, outwardly, I shook my head.
"I'll keep an eye out," I told them before leaving.
For the next few days, I watched him from the shadows. He'd train from sunrise to sunset. I could tell he was barely sleeping, barely eating. The only time he spoke was when it was for work.
I was currently watching from Mr Korn's balcony as Big sparred on the grass with another guard. My arms were folded and my stance rigid.
"He's been working hard," Mr Korn spoke from beside me, making me jump. "Since he was hurt."
"Yes Sir," I said, trying to relax.
"You should tell him to take a rest or he'll burn out," he suggested.
"I don't think I can do that, Sir," I told him.
Mr Korn smirked at me as if he knew something. He looked smug as he took his seat and pointed at me to take the other.
"Why is that?" he asked, though I could tell he knew, how, I have no idea, but he knew.
I stayed silent. I had no response, no excuse I could have given as to why.
"Chan, do you think I don't know when someone has fallen in love."
My wide eyes shot up at him and could feel a cold shiver race down my spine.
"Love, Sir?"
"Yes, love. You think I haven't noticed the change in both of you. Ever since you recovered from your injuries you've taken more notice of him. Then this past month, his eyes have tracked you and yours have hunted him."
I could feel a blush rising in my cheeks and I felt uncomfortable. It was like I was being scolded by my father.
"I've never known you to take an interest in anyone. Unless it's to train them, even then you've remained distant. I think Big brought out a more protective side to you that you've never had with anyone else. You've also been smiling and laughing more."
"This past week, I don't know what's happened, but I've noticed the sullen looks between you. I bet you pulled back or pushed him away, thinking it was for the best. Maybe, in the long run, it might be, but when you love someone what you think is best isn't always right. You need to talk to him, Chan. Discuss if you two can be together and work efficiently as bodyguards. If you can't then see if either of you would be willing to give up this job to be with the other. If not that you both agree to part ways. At least then you both have closure."
With that said Mr Korn stood with a smile and left. He left me reeling so much that I didn't raise when he left. Did I want to be with him? Want to abandon my career or ask him to leave his so we can? A large part of me, knew the answer.
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Later that night, I waited in my room for Big. I'd sent Arm to tell him to come to me. My heart skipped when I heard the knock and creak of the door opening. However, my heart dropped when Arm appeared.
"I'm sorry Sir, Big told me to remind you of what he said about sending for him at night."
Arm looked uncomfortable repeating that so I dismissed him. Of course, he wouldn't come, so I decided I would go to him.
Big POV
Was he serious? Did he really think I would come to him, bend over and let him use me before sending me away?
My fists pounded on the punching bag as I continued to rant inside my head. When Arm had told me that he wanted me, a rage descended. So, instead of taking it out on someone else, I came back to my room.
I was so lost in my workout I didn't hear the knock or the door opening. Not until I heard a voice. A deep resonating voice that used to turn me rock hard within seconds. Unfortunately, it still did.
"Big!"
Normally, as he was my superior, I would immediately stand to face him with my hands crossed and my head lowered, but not this time. We were alone and in my room, no way was I giving him the satisfaction.
"Big," he said softer and I paused. "Turn around."
"No," I whispered.
Ever since he'd pushed me away a week ago my body had ached for him, and my heart. I knew I was falling in love with him, it felt stronger than what I'd felt for Mr Kinn. I'd been afraid to say anything but I knew I couldn't have kept it quiet for long. I needn't have worried he'd pushed me away.
"Please Big!"
That had me spinning with wide eyes. Never had I heard him say please before. He looked sad and a little hesitant as if he was unsure of what to do for the first time in his life.
"I'm sorry," he confessed. "I didn't send for you for the reason you think. I wanted to talk to you, to apologise."
My fists clenched as I took a step closer and grabbed his shirt.
"Apologise? For what? For making me fall in love with you and then letting me know you only wanted me because I let you fuck me!"
Chan's eyes widened as they stared at me and it took me a little longer to realise what I'd just said. Instantly, I let go of him and tried to step back. However, he didn't let me escape.
He fisted my shirt and pulled me into him. His soft mouth covered mine. Large hands gripped my head, not letting me escape. Chan's mouth pressed firmly against my own but I didn't want to give in.
Eventually, he pulled back and sighed. There was an unusual shimmer in his eyes and I couldn't quite understand. He moved us over to the small sofa and gripped my hand as we sat down
"Big, I'm sorry, I can only ask for your forgiveness and hope that you will give me another chance."
"I just don't understand why you did it. I thought things were good between us. Just that morning I'd made you so jealous you pulled me into an empty room and fucked me against the wall."
Chan smiled as I bet he was picturing that very morning. I'd loved how possessive he'd been claiming me so violently. Anyone could have walked in or heard us.
"This job we have, Big, it's dangerous and I'm your superior. Though it's not against the rules it's a line I've always thought shouldn't be crossed. When Mr Kinn and Mr Porsche got together Mr Porsche resigned from being his guard."
"I'd always kept myself in check. Only fucking someone to fill a need and I never stayed too long. It was always just a desire that needed fulfilling and I was fine with it."
"What changed?" I asked. "After all, you'd fucked me every night for months."
"I almost died."
My eyebrows crossed as I tried to figure out what that had to do with anything. I'd almost died too.
"I hadn't noticed you before that as anything other than my subordinate, one of the best," he said with pride. "Then that day when you helped me in the gym, pushing my own advice back at me you stirred something in me. After that, it was like I couldn't get away from you. I don't mean that in a bad way."
Chan gave a little laugh at the indignant look on my face before he wiped his thumb across my lower lip.
"That night I saw a flash of your skin and for some reason, it sent a spike of arousal through me. I knew then I wanted you, though I thought it was just for one night. However, once I had a taste I wanted it again. You were like a drug, I wanted more."
"I realised I didn't just want someone to fuck, I wanted someone to fall asleep with and wake up to. It wasn't until after you had gone that I realised I'd made a mistake."
Chan stood and pulled me up. My breath hitched as he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me flush against him.
"Can you forgive me? Can you give me a second chance? I want to find out what this is between us. Though I'm not sure if this is love, I know I want to find out. I want to see if we can work together and if we can't, for the first time, I'd be willing to leave my role here."
Quickly, I pulled back and stared at him wide-eyed.
"You'd quit for me?" I asked incredulously.
"Yes, I would," he said without hesitation and I gasped.
"Chan, I would never ask you to leave your job for me. This is your life."
He smiled at me before giving me a light peck.
"Yes it is, but that's how much I want this to work."
"Neither of us needs to quit. We were together for months and it didn't affect us. I'm sure we could make it work and if we can't then I'll be the one to quit. I'll become like Porsche, a live-in boyfriend."
Chan laughed at that and I couldn't help the smile. He didn't laugh often but when he did it softened his face.
"So, does that mean I'm forgiven?" he asked with his eyes twinkling.
"It depends on how you make it up to me," I smirked.
His eyes darkened and captured my mouth again. Chan moved us backwards until my bed hit the back of my legs. Then he pulled back and growled at me.
"You've got ten seconds to get rid of your clothes before I rip them off."
Thank fuck I was only wearing a tank and some sweats. Once I was naked he hungrily looked me up and down as he undressed. I gasped when he fell to his knees and took me in his mouth.
Sure, he'd sucked me off before but I'd been laid on the bed or he'd made me crawl up his chest. Him kneeling in front of me made it seem different somehow, like a form of submission and it made me hard.
My cock jerked as his tongue flicked the tip. Sensation upon sensation coursed through me when I finally felt his mouth wrapped around the sensitive head and sucked.
Chan chuckled against me as my legs wobbled a little and it only increased the pleasure. I was on the verge of collapse and he knew it. I felt one of his long, thick fingers push against my opening.
My legs shook even more. He moaned against me and I gripped his hair. I was being assaulted from both sides and it was too much. Soon my balls drew up and I came with a cry into his mouth.
"Fuck! Sorry …" I started to say but stopped when I saw him swallow and smirk.
"You taste so fucking good!" he groaned as he stood.
That was all I could take. In an instant, I pulled him onto the bed and straddled his waist. His thick erection pointed up his stomach before I angled it towards my hole.
The feel of being stretched sent tingles up my spine and I moaned. I'd loved the feeling of his huge cock filling me up. Once he was all the way in I paused, savouring the feeling.
"Fuck! You feel so good," he groaned beneath me.
I could feel his hips start to thrust up and I pushed my hips down more stilling his movements.
"Stay still!" I ordered. "You need to be punished for pushing me away."
Chan's eyes glared at me and I wanted to laugh. I took hold of the hands that were gripping my waist and pulled them above his head.
"These stay here!" I commanded. "If they move or you disobey in any way. I'm not going to forgive you. Understand?"
He was still glaring but he nodded and a thrill washed over me as my cock started to plump up again. Slowly, I started to roll my hips, lifting myself slightly. I smirked as I saw his hands grip the headboard so tightly his knuckles turned white.
"Mmm, so good. I can feel you inside so deep!" I moaned. "Your cock is so thick and hot it's like it's burning up!"
I could see he was reaching the end of his control but I wasn't faring any better. I'd wanted to go slow, to torture him but the pressure building up inside me was becoming too much.
Chan must have sensed it, must have known I was quickly unravelling above him. Without warning, he sat up, pushed me back and proceeded to pound into me until I was screaming his name.
His hips didn't relent until he jerked and came inside me, as my cock, without being touched, came all over my chest.
Hot, white cum pooled over my chest and slightly up my neck. I knew I should get up and find a cloth, but my legs were still wrapped around his waist and they felt like jelly anyway.
Chan collapsed on top of me and panted into my ear. Eventually, he pulled out and moved to lay beside me on the small bed.
"Fuck I've missed that," he groaned which made me chuckle.
"Only that? Nice to feel needed," I teased.
Chan moved up and kissed me. It was a deep and passionate kiss that left me breathless and wanting. When he pulled back his eyes were fierce and my half-hard cock filled fully.
"I've missed you, missed being inside you, missed feeling your skin against mine, missed laying next to you, missed waking up beside you. Tomorrow, you're moving into my room."
"Everyone will find out," I told him, half excited and half scared.
"If they don't already, with how loud you were screaming then I don't care. I want them to know you are mine, and I am yours."
My heart fluttered as I nodded. He smiled and pulled me into him, and my arms instantly wrapped around his waist. I'd never felt better.
---
Just like he'd said I'd moved into his room the next day. Instantly, it was the talk of the compound. I could hear the whispering as I trained but no one came to bother me. Not even when I'd shown up with love bites or nail marks on my body.
Everyone knew I was Chan's and he was mine. At work we were professional, never letting our relationship affect our jobs. Well almost. I will admit to picking one of the guys to spar with when I knew he was coming by.
At least now we didn't have to sneak away somewhere. He shouted three words that had me smirking and the others sniggering, well, until he glared at them. It was his way of claiming his ownership of me and I loved it.
"Our room, now!"