A nauseating scent took Porsche out of dream land.
When he opened his eyes, it took him a while to remember where he was, his vision slowly adapting to the dim light of the early morning, and on whose comfortable body he was lying… Kinn. Judging by the movement of his chest, he was probably still sleeping. He slightly raised his head to take a look, but the strong smell hit him harder when his nose got right under his neck. As he pinched his nose not to puke, his eyes caught something. His mating mark. He hadn’t noticed it the day before, too horny to focus on anything apart from his pleasure. But now that it was right in front of him, he could notice how ugly it looked. The skin was yellowish, instead of brown, and had this strange texture like it didn't correctly heal.
It also reminded him of what he wasn’t.
He quietly stood up.
Ouch!
His ass was killing him. He’d definitely need to take some painkillers, or he would not be able to walk down the aisle.
Oh shit! The wedding!
Porsche didn’t know what time it was as he left his phone in his room, so he quickly dressed up (and unapologetically stole one of Kinn’s shirt hanging in the closet in exchange for his precious torn t-shirt).
Before he left the room, he gave one more glance to the alpha.
“Thank you” he whispered. His first time with a man had been... awesome, groundbreaking even. Kinn had given him the best orgasm of his life. His belly still felt so warm, and his feet light, like he was walking on fluffy clouds.
He stopped by the reception to ask if they had some medicine, which they did thankfully, and checked the time at the main clock : 7:56.
Great, he still had time before their appointment at 10. Porsche was supposed to get ready with Porchay and his friends, while Kim stayed with his family.
But as soon as he opened the door of his hotel room, he was welcomed by a shout: “Phi!”
Chay?
“Where were you?! I’ve been waiting for you for hours!”
“What? What’s happening??? Are you okay???”
“I’m… I’m panicking!”
“Panicking?”
“Phi, I think I made a mistake! What if Kim and I are not meant to be? What if we end up hating each other?! Like P’Kinn and his mate?!”
“Chay, Chay, calm down” he walked toward him to put reassuring hands on his shoulders.
“What if you’re right and I should find a job-“
“CHAY. LOOK AT ME”
“It’s gonna be ok.”
“What if it's not!”
“Then I will always be there for you. And it’s just a wedding, Porchay. You could always get a divorce.”
“A divorce?!“
“BUT IT WON’T HAPPEN. I’m sure. You guys love each other, you will try your best, right?”
“Right”
“Good.”
“But… But what if… What if I fall on my way to the altar?!”
“I’ll catch you, like always.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.” He gave him a big smooch on his cheek like he loved to do in order to tease him.
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no escape
RomancePorsche didn't want to be surrounded by the pricks the Theerapanyakun seemed to be, but Porchay had insisted to present him to his boyfriend's family. Hell, he would bear it for his baby brother's sake. That is, until the arrival of Kinn. OR: when y...
