You Are My Enemy. { Kimchay }

No Shame.

Kim kissed Porchay passionately, giving him no time to breathe.

The younger's lips were even a little swollen now.

The incessant beeping of the machine connected to his heart annoyed Porchay, but it made Kimhan laugh because every time he touched Porchay, he could hear his heart beating faster.

"Oh it's...really....Arghhh.. it's super annoying!" Chay squeaked, he wanted to hide his face with his hands, but Kim stopped him.

"If I take that damn wire off you, do you think a nurse will come running in here thinking you're dying...?"

"I don't know....I'm alive and pretty...happy." Chay groaned, without a single second he removed the clamp on his finger and the machine stopped.

The couple waited a bit, and Kim seemed to hesitate, so Porchay licked his lower lip with a defiant chuckle.

"Come on, P'Kim...If anyone comes, they'll hear that I'm doing VERY well..."

Kimhan giggled, when Porchay wanted sex, he really wasn't the charming little angel everyone knew anymore. This little horny beast...
The mobster kissed Porchay again, moving down from his mouth to his cheek, then he traced his well-defined jawbone with his lips, before licking his Adam's apple, under the small moans of Chay, who had thrown his head back, and his hands were buried in Kim's long hair.

"Argh...Don't bite...ah..!"

"You don't have to be so.... appetizing! I could eat you up !"

"What the hel.. are...y-you talking a-about... Ouch, take it easy!"

Kimhan slid his knee between Porchay's legs forcing the latter to spread his legs to let him position himself properly.

Chay wanted to lift his buttocks, but a pain in his back, because of the bullet, made him squeal and Kim, who was always very attentive, heard the difference, he stopped all movement and plunged his worried gaze into Porchay's:

''What's the matter ???"

"No-t-hing...Nothing...Go on..."

"Porchay, you're in pain...I refuse to continue if you're in pain."

Porchay gritted his teeth, and he leaned his pelvis back against the bed, before once again bringing his face closer to Kim's. He looked displeased and whispered:

"P'Kim, if you continue, you are the one who will suffer because I swear that I will kill you..."

"Chay....."

Porchay kissed Kim again, with passion, and savagery, so much that he bit his tongue and Kimhan had to respond to regain dominance.

He clapped Chay's hands above his head, and Kim slid into his neck, planting kisses there, before skillfully grabbing his belt with one hand and tying Porchay's hands to it.

"What...what are you doing...?"

"I will do it but...without hurting you."

Kim smiled, and Porchay relaxed, hesitating nonetheless, but he spread his legs, as demanded by the mafia heir.

Kimhan kissed Chay's forehead, then his nose, his mouth, his chin and he went down like that, even slipping his playful tongue into Porchay's navel.

"Argh...P'Kim..."

"Don't move, be quiet."

Kim held Chay's torso firmly against the bed, without leaning too much, so as not to hurt him.

He pulled down Chay's white pants, and his boxer shorts. Porchay immediately blushed, rolling his eyes.

"Well, I see that you are doing very well indeed..."

"P'Kim." Porchay scolded, but saying he felt Kimhan's breath on his little brother, Chay froze. "What the..No! P'Kim you are not...AH! Don't...!"

Too late.

Kimhan's tongue tentatively touched Porchay's little bro head and Porchay cried out in surprise, so loud he choked on his own saliva, and Kim's mischievous gaze took his breath away.

Kim had never done a blow job before, but judging by Porchay's screams, and the shaking of his thighs, he was doing pretty good... Well, he was a singer, he knew how to use his mouth.

When Porchay fidgeted too much and Kimhan heard a hint of pain in his voice therefore he took a slower pace with his mouth, frustrating the young boy by the way...

"P'Kim!" snarled Porchay, whose face was filled with tears. "Don't stop...Please..."

Kim smiled, his little angel was really impatient, he resumed his work, ever more slowly and carefully, sliding his tongue over the top and all along the member reddened and hard because of the torture.

Beneath his warm palm, pressed against Chay's thigh, he could feel Porchay's shivers.

Kimhan was totally in control of Porchay's body, and that delighted him. It was as if he had wanted something just for himself, all his life, and he finally had it. That young boy under him would be the death of him... especially when Chay was so cute.

"I'll....Arhgh..." Porchay was struggling so hard he started to sweat, and he gritted his teeth before stammering, "P'Kim...s-top, st-op, stop no no.. ..AH!....NO! ....Don't swallow..."

Porchay looked in horror at what was happening between his legs, but Kimhan still had his proud gaze, his perfect lips were red and swollen from his previous activity...He even had some of Chay's cum on the corner of his lips.
Porchay blushed violently, unable to stop the trembling in his hips.
Kim sat up, moving closer to Porchay, with his fierce smirk.

He was sexy. Damn, too freaking sexy. Way too sexy for Porchay who felt like he was fainting. How could he handle such a beautiful man ?!

''You're shaking..." Teased Kim with his melodious voice. '' I wonder...What could put you in such state, Nong Chay hum?"

"Shut up..." grumbled the younger one, rolling his eyes. He showed his still tied wrists and Kim untied him, so he slipped his hands in Kimhan's hair again and he kissed him, he could even taste himself... He never felt so good."Thank you..."

Kimhan licked the tip of Porchay's lips in turn, with a look filled with desire and he bit his lip, looking thoughtful.
Porchay immediately slapped him on the shoulder, having completely guessed his lover's perverted thoughts:

"Hey, you're an animal, I'm not quite healed yet!"

"...What? Me? Wow, you're the one who started it!"

Porchay giggled, before pulling Kim in for a gentle hug.

"We will do it. Soon. Again....I promise you... Maybe...Once."

"Only once?" Kim frowned, giving Chay a beaten puppy look.

Chay laughed, his fingers tracing shapes on Kim's back, he thought for a moment before offering him a mischievous smile:

"Well...You're the one worrying about my health...so only once next time."

Kimhan rolled his eyes with a grunt. He let himself be rocked by Chay, before sighing with relief.

Then the atmosphere changed, and Kim felt a hint of sadness in his lover.
Yes. Korn was dead. But they were still together, and that was the only thing that mattered.

"P'Kim..I'm so sorry..."

"I was planning on doing it." Kim confessed calmly. "I was planning on killing my father myself."