Fire on Fire (Kinnporsche)

Fire on Fire - 17 ( Only You )

Drunken Porsche struggled to keep his body upright and leaned against the washing table as Vegas approached him.

"...Porsche, Are you ok? I saw you struggling , I just came to check on you...."

Porsche stared blankly with half way done shirt, unable to think what say. Honestly he was feeling tipsy due too much alcohol and nicotine. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Vegas approached him with a smirk.

"....Porsche, I thought your alcohol tolerance was high. apparently not...."

Vegas took advantage of Porsche's Drunken State to remove his shirt while Porsche struggling to keep his eyes open. Porsche felt like something isn't right but he was too drunk to think straight.

Porsche's body was born with a tan color instead of the usual pale color, and that color added unbearable beauty to his flawless body. His body curves were perfect and with that kind of killer body who can resist him??.Vegas's greedy eyes were instantly obsessed with the beauty of Porsche.

"...I get it why Kinn is that obsessed with you. I mean look at you Porsche, Who don't want to have a piece of you in right mind, Nobody. You are extremely gorgeous in the fullest sense of the word..."

Vegas said in truthfully. His voice was low and intoxicated. Porsche's mind was burning with uncomfortable sense he was feeling right now. For a moment Vegas was staring at his pink lips and suddenly kissed those lips without Porsche's permission.

No matter how drunk he was, Porsche's half consious mind could easily tell that the touch he felt on his lips wasn't Kinn's. Instead of kissing him back, Porsche began to push him to break the kiss. His body was too weak but he couldn't bear the fact that someone other than Kinn kissing him. Vegas was forcing himself on Porsche. Porsche's eyes filled with tears he didn't want to being in this situation he tried to push him and turnd his head away but that wasn't enough to save his pure soul from Vegas's dirty hands.

But then, with a loud bang, Washroom door burst open. It was non other than Kinn. Kinn walk towards them in rage and pulled Vegas by his collar. Without any sympathy, Kinn punched Vegas in the face causing him to bleed from mouth. But the mad Vegas got up with a bloody mouth and aimed his pistol at Kinn. But Kinn's pistol was already aimed at him. Behind Kinn, Big, Pete, Pol and Arm all lined Vegas with pistols.

"...Vegas, Do you see the ring on my finger? get the hack out of here...."

Kinn shouted at him with so much anger. Vegas gritted his teeth, looked at him for a moment, and lowered his pistol because he had no choice. Then he stormed out without saying a word. Kinn turned around and yelled frantically.

"..All get the hell out .."

As soon as everyone left, Kinn lowered pistol and walk quickly towards Porsche. Porsche was on the other hand he still leaned against the washing basin and seemed to be out of balance. Kinn put the pistol aside of the washing basin and put his hands on both sides of Porsche's body.

There was anger and sadness in Kinn's eyes. He stared into Porsche's eyes without saying a word, burning inside. Porsche's face lit up with the feeling that Kinn saved himself from Vegas. But still he wasn't conscious at all. For a moment, Kinn held Porsche's mouth tight with his right hand, his eyes flushed with rage.

"....Porsche, what did you do? Did you let him kiss you ?? Forgot who you belongs to? it seems like you need a reminder..."

Kinn asked in a cold tone without trying to hide his anger. Porsche's smile faded in the face of the change in Kinn's voice. Then kinn speaks.