Arm's POV
I feel my boyfriend's hot mouth engulfing me hungrily.
He is taking the lead.
I noticed how that mafia boy looked at Macau...confident... domineering.
I can be like this too!
I can't let Macau do everything...I can't let him get tired of boring me.
I must follow Khun Vegas advice.
But...what was that again?!
Oh!
I stroke my boy's hair as he sucks me.
Macau looks at me with shining eyes...he knows that if this continues, I'm going to explode in his mouth...
I have other plans though...
I take my cock out of his mouth...
"Eh?!...why?!" He looks at me, puzzled. "Isn't this good?!" He seems worried.
"I lower my face close to his and whisper in his ear.
"Your mouth is so good, but I want to fuck you hard until you faint, babe"
Am I really saying this?! I'm sure he said I should say something naughty...Is it naughty enough?!
Fact is Macau got astonished and blushed fairly.
"W-what are you going to do?"
I turn him on his belly abruptly.
I take my ninja headband and tie his wrists to the headboard.
This is so Vegas.
"I've already told you...fuck you deep and hard..." I suck his ear. "You can take me, right, babe...?!"
"...I....I..." Macau seems apprehensive...
Next, I take his pants off.
I kiss and lick his back and buttocks.
I bite him...
"...Arm...ugh....ah..."
I feel his body shake and first moans come out of his mouth...and I haven't even thrusted him yet.
Wow...his brother knows things...
"Get on your knees."
I say in a demanding voice, pulling his hips up.
I tease him with the tip of my wet cock.
"Arm...condom...lube...do you have them...?!"
"You'll take it rough, kid..."
"...Uh?!..."
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Vegas' POV
"What are you doing?!"
"Trying to fix the dress you ruined! How am I supposed to leave this room naked?!"
Pete sits on the bed, staring at the torn strips of his maid dress.
"Wear my suit until we get to the car."
"Vegas...I'm not leaving with you. I want to check Tang Yi's office first..."
"I told you what he said to me...He knows nothing else."
"How can you be so sure?! Those guys are just like you, for God's sake..."
"What does it supposed to mean?!"
"Manipulative bastards." Pete responds nonchalantly, trying to piece the dress together. "They say what they want to say, not entirely what you want to know."
"Am I like this?!"
Pete turns to me.
"Don't you know yourself?!"
"Of course I do. I'm just like this...but not with you."
"I guess..."
"Hey...we had this very conversation before you leave me..." I pull Pete by his waist, making him lie on the bed on top of me. "Do you doubt me?! Ask me anything that you want to know." I hold his face in my hands and stare into his eyes.
"No..." Pete stares me back.
But his gaze is hesitant.
"Ask me, Pete...what do you wanna know that I haven't told you yet?!"
"...Okay....Vegas...what do you do every night with Pors..."
"KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK"
Someone knocks on the door.
"WHAT?!" I yell from the bed.
"KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK"
"Damn it..." I get up from the bed and head to the door.
Pete hides under the blanket.
"What?" I ask dryly.
"Khun Vegas...is everything alright?!"
"I'm not finished yet, if that's what you wanna know, Andy."
"...She's a girl..."
"She has a butt."
Andy makes a shocked face.
I close the door on him.
"Is he gone?!" Pete asks me.
I can only see his eyes.
"Yes."
I take the blanket off Pete and throw myself on top of him, holding his wrists firmly to the bed.
"Vegas..."
"Why is there always someone interested in you, Pete?
"Don't be ridiculous! Mr. Andy thinks I'm a girl."
"He's too worried about you."
"He's gay, Vegas!"
"Should I feel relieved?! He likes you anyway!"
"Are you insane?! What did you say to him?!"
"That you have a butt."
I spread Pete's legs using my knees.
I lean over him.
Every time I feel jealous, I want to fuck Pete hard...I want to mark him as mine so no one can get close.
I can't control it.
"You know what?!" Pete moves his body in a way that make me release him.
We flip positions. He gets on top of me holding my wrists with his hands.
Pete sits on my lower ab.
His legs squeeze my waist.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm really stronger than Pete or if he lets me think I am.
"...Pete..."
"You can't have me whenever you want, Kornwit..."
"..."
His gaze is mysterious...dangerous...
I keep quiet, observing him...
I feel excited.
He leans to kiss me...little wet pecks around my lips.
He's playing with me.
The tip of his tongue caresses temptingly across my lower lip...tickling.
I try to grab it with my mouth, but Pete pulls his face away.
I raise my neck, but he still manages to hold my wrists.
"Let me kiss you, Pete..." I say...
His lips make a sexy pout.
"No."
His countenance is lewd.
I try again to free my wrists, but Pete holds tight.
He kisses my neck down to my chest.
I feel his cock harden over my belly.
"You want me babe...I can feel you..."
"I do..." Pete releases me. He keeps kissing and licking my chest...my nipples... "you're so tempting..." He looks at me with lust in his eyes when he lowers his face to my outstretched cock.
"Ah...fuck...ngh...." The warmth of his mouth makes me moan... "your delicious mouth... if you don't stop, I'm filling it with a lot of cum, babe." I'm moaning and panting.
Suddenly he releases my cock and returns to the original position, holding my wrists, pushing them hard against the bed again.
He stares at me... I feel the depth of his gaze.
"You want me?!" He licks his lips and bites them.
"Come on Pete, you are driving me crazy...."
"Every night when you work late with Porsche, do you think of me?"
"Of course I think of you! I think about you every second of my day and night."
"Do you want me all the time?!"
Pete begins to move his body sensually over mine, rubbing his cock against mine.
"I want you all the fucking time, Pete..."
I can't wait anymore...
"Beg. Beg me to let you fuck my tight hole...I wanna hear you beg..."
There's a glint in his eyes as he teases me with his body and his horny words.
A mischievous smile rises across his face.
Sometimes that bold side of Pete wakes up to tease me to madness.
I wonder if Pete isn't much more than I could dream of.
"Please, love...I beg you...I wanna fuck you so bad..." I do as he asks me.
But suddenly Pete's lewd smile fades.
"Prove it."
He lets go of my wrists.
I lift my torso, kissing him passionately.
My arms hug him tight, as if to not let him disappear in front of me.
Pete's temper changes... he surrenders to me...he seems fragile again.
For me to possess him.
I devour his lips, sucking his tongue... I make him gasp with my kisses.
I lay him down on the bed and use my saliva to moisten him.
I don't like lube...
I thrust him without a condom...
I like the feel of Pete's skin on mine.
I like feeling the friction of my cock inside him.
"Can you feel how much I crave for you?!"
I pounce him so hard.
Pete's body shakes nonstop as I place him in my lap.
I have him in so many ways and positions.
Pete allows me everything.
My semen flows in abundance from Pete's little hole, so many times I've done it inside him... late into the night.
"Ah...haa...I'm breeding you non-stop, Pete...ugh....is this proof enough for you...uh?!" I whisper in his ear.
I hold Pete's sweaty face as the last milky liquid squirts out of my body into his.
When I let go of his finger-marked hip, Pete collapses onto the bed.
I lay down next to him, hugging him tenderly.
"...Vegas..."
Pete's eyes are drooping...he's exhausted...his voice is hoarse and weak from moaning.
"You like it that way, don't you, babe?!You feel pleased to know you can only be mine..."
I stroke his hair... kiss his forehead...
"When you crave for me...I feel safe...I don't feel afraid..." his voice is very low...almost confessing a secret.
"Why would you feel afraid, Pete...?!" I kiss his head... He snuggles into my neck... falling asleep. "You were never afraid of me before."
"I'm not afraid of you... I'm afraid of you leaving me behind."
I am distressed that Pete would say this.
"Do not say that! Do you still upset with me?! I'm sorry, Pete...I'm so sorry for leaving you alone in our house..."
"Not that... I mean you leaving me for somebody else."
"This is never going to happen! are you listening?! This will never happen, I swear. You're my only love. You will always be."
"Not even for Porsche ?!"
"What?!"
I lift Pete's face to see him.
He seems semi-conscious.
"Why are you saying this now?! Is it what you were trying to ask me earlier? I swear I never...we are just..."
Pete's half-closed eyes slowly close.
"I believe in you. I know you haven't...I just fear you would."
"Pete...Pete?!"
Pete lowers his face and snuggles into me again.
I pull the blanket over him and hug him very tightly.
I feel a heaviness in my heart.
Deep down Pete feels insecure about me.
And it's all my fault.
Because I spend most of my time with Porsche...every single night.
I lower my gaze to stare at him again.
His slightly swollen face reminds me of how much I can't protect him.
I let him get hurt.
But what about the wounds I inflict on him and no one sees?!
Wounds in the heart.
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Lian's POV (day Vegas kills Master Chen)
["Vegas and Kamol killed Master Chen and his son...actually, the hole clan"]
"Great news, Lee. Vegas is just like his father then."
["Was Khun Kan a butcher too?! His kid has a serious jealousy management problem. You better be careful, cousin."]
"Ha...indeed...indeed. The chess room meeting will be held in two days."
["What are you going to do now?!"]
"I'm going to pay Tang Yi a visit."
["Are you going to see Pete?!"]
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