Lost & Found

Taking over

A/N
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Smut warning. Children skip the chapter. All you singles out there hold onto your heart.
Fair warning, might get hot.
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CHRIS POV

That name froze us all. Ripper. The killing machine. Messanger of death. He was called many names. But none knew who he was. He was like a ghost. A ghost who disappeared after making the kill. It will always be bloody and the bodies spoke of the torture they underwent.

And ripper never missed the target. If ripper was after my brother then we need layers of plan to save him. I have never experienced such panic in my entire life.

Walking out of the room I knew each and everyone of us knew of the danger. We may have never met the killer but we knew what he could do.

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ARTHIT POV

I knew our baby was tensed but I didn't want that. We needed a distraction. And looking at him I could feel what he was doing to my body.  Seeing him in our home still felt unreal.
He pouted while eating his breakfast and there was only so much I could do to hold myself back from devouring those delicious lips. I saw Kit staring at him with the same sort of expression.

"Baby, why are pouting?"

"You guys have locked me up. I don't know what to do?"

Sighing I got up from the chair and went near him.

"It's for your safety."
"But being 24/7 bound is no fun." He whined. I smiled at his cute face. How can anyone be cute and sexy at the same time. It should be illegal.

"So you want to have fun, sweetheart?"
Kit's words were suggestive. If not his words atleast his smirk made it clear.

He came next to Kongpob and lifted him off his chair. Kong squealed at the sudden movement.

"Let's have fun then." I said and Kit took Kong to our bedroom. It was high time that we claimed him fully.

Watching Kongpob all these days, with his back side turn pink whenever he misbehaved or his blushing cheeks or his innocent eyes was nothing less than torture. I'd imagined  hundreds of scenarios of how it would be when we will fist take him. The first time he blew us was amazing. The innocent siren was a virgin but a deadly one. His mouth held powers that we both succumbed to. He could ask us the world just to let us inside him and we would do that. We were whipped and bound. Bound to him completely. This also meant that we were possessive.

Kit sat him down on our bed. They were close and I choose to take the chair beside the bed. It was always fun to watch my brother play with him. Tease him to the point he would beg. Not knowing what he was begging for. We wanted that. Him craving for us. Only us. He should not remember anyone except us.

In the dimly lit room, kit slowly closed the distance between him and Kong. He took our baby in his arms. Kong complied silently. He never resisted. Kit licked his lips and took him. His kiss was passionate, filled with love for Kong and hunger for him. My lust skyrocketed seeing them sprawled on the bed. Devouring and relishing each other's presence. A low moan left Kong's lips and I hardened more. My body was begging me to go join them. I was torturing myself. A delayed gratification. The anticipation.

His mouth was playing with Kong's, skimming before pulling away and running down his tongue on the gorgeous neck. Not being able to keep hold on control, I joined them. Kit saw me coming and grinned. He once again picked Kong onto his lap letting me fall back on the bed. Kong's back on my front. I kissed his ear. He turned to face me and I took his lips. I parted his lips and slid my tongue inside. The warmth that touched my insides radiated fire through my body.