All Along, You

VIII- Horns and Halos 🔞

Author's Notes:

Hello. Thank you guys for your giving this ff a chance! I'm so happy you guys are still reading. I had a lot of fun reading your comments. You guys! Hahaha I'm bad at replying and I don't know what to say but I love your comments and your reactions. I've read all the comments over and over. I'm addicted! Anyway, didn't expect anyone to read on this far since this story has a ghost ship that has a chance of being endgame. I hear KinnPete is among the weakest ships in KP so I thought since a lot of scenes so far were of Kinn and Pete, about only 10 people would be reading but I love this concept and decided to write it anyway. You guys are more versatile and open-minded that I thought! By the way, I've officially removed "VegasPorsche" from the hashtags. That's it. That's the clue.

-Juwee

TW: GHOST SHIP SEX, ANGST, UNCERTAINTY but you know what? If you dare, stick around. I promise it'd be fun 😉

PETE:

Bandages, open wounds, and bruises.

I've been through it all but I've never crumbled. Not to any amount of pressure, not from hunger, pain, no physical torture had made me cave in.

Shia, I was so arrogant that at times I thought maybe I was unbreakable. Of course, I was wrong, because if I were, how come? How come I'm nothing but a chewed up gum when it came to love? How come it hurts more that when I fell from the tenth floor of a building and somehow managed to survive? How come...how come I'm here under my former boss and panting on the sheets trying so that if everything goes well, I could hopefully fuck all the pain away?

"Ah, Khun Kinn...ah...ahm...wait. V-Venice and aunt Lou are in the next room!" Shit, am I some sort of animal? I forgot about my son and his babysitter. I try to get up but I was pushed into the bed again.

"I took care of it. They're probablllyyyy...Tankhun must be reading...stories...to uhm...to Venice and aunt Lou." He said incoherently between licking and biting along my neck and jaw area while he pins me on the down, holding both my hands in place, spread out on his sides, all over the bed

"You smell amazing, Pete!" I hear him say as he bit my neck so harshly. I yelp in surprise at the force and the sting. Fuck, he started licking and sucking again and it tickles so much that I start making muffled sounds because I'm trying to keep myself from laughing. It might put him off if I start laughing from being tickled.

"You can scream as loud as you want, Pete. Let me hear you." The laughter I was holding in suddenly came out. I can't believe he thought I was going to scream just from this. His words made me laugh more than being tickled. He furrowed his brows in confusion.

"What's so funny?"

"Khun Kinn. You really think---you really think you can make me scream?"

NARRATION:

Kinn got confused with Pete's behavior. Was Pete laughing at him? Why?

"I KNOW I can make you scream" Kinn said, faking confidence despite a weird feeling of being challenged and insulted.

He was about to say something when someone started knocking on the door.

Pete wondered who was knocking but he didn't react to it. Kinn opened the door slightly and Pete couldn't see who was at the other side of the door but he could tell it was a bodyguard. Why, is there something wrong? His theories were put to rest when Kinn thanked the bodyguard And asked him to wait outside Pete's condo unit and be discreet. He heard paper bag sounds and shit, that's embarrassing!

"You didn't just ask the bodyguard to buy condoms, did you, Khun Kinn?"

Pete accused Kinn who closed and locked the door behind him while holding a paper bag.