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Kinn was the middle son of his royal family. He was a prince and he was to be an emperor one day. He was gonna take his place as the new king once their dad pass away. But of course that’s what Kinn and everyone else thought, until.. until Kinn screwed up. He screwed up big time. And for the first time in his life Kinn was really afraid of his father. Khun often tried to stop their dad to come at Kinn too much. Khun was the oldest, they had around 10 years between them, so most of the time Khun acted like a parent more than a brother. Their mom died when their youngest Kim was around 1 Kinn was 5 at the time, he didn’t remember their mom a lot, just couple of memories, sometimes even remembering her face was hard, it was all too blurry. Kinn remembered Khun being sad, but he didn’t really recall his own sadness, maybe it was because he was too young or maybe because they were royalty, which meant they always had a distance between them and their parents. Kinn’s dad made sure that all of his sons understood that he was a King before he was a dad to them. Kinn liked discipline so he was fine with all of it. Khun never liked it, but then again their older brother had a lot of problems of his own. When Khun was young, there were some huge internal wars, and Khun got kidnapped once or twice, leaving him broken. King Korn knew his eldest wouldn’t be fit to be a king in the future, not anymore. So King raised Prince Kinn as the rightful heir to the throne. Kinn was tough, his dad put him in hell and brought him back. Trainings after trainings, Kinn was even more deadly than any guards or soldiers that were protecting the royal family. He was a weapon, because King saw fit like that. They ruled the country, they had some technology. They had guns, but they also had swords. They had phones but not much of social stuff in it, people often used it to talk or check the news of the empire. They lived at the central, to Kinn this was the best city to live in. The north was cold, it was pretty much always winter there, and south was too hot. Central was okay, it was balanced, and prince liked the things to be balanced. Prince Kinn loved his family, even his king dad. He knew everyone wanted what was best of him. Kinn often felt like his real parents were Khun and Pete. They always cared for Kinn. Pete was Kinn’s protector, Pete was assigned to Kinn from Kinn's birth, he was around 40 years old, he had been taken care of Kinn since forever, that was the way things were. It was the only way to make sure that protectors won’t betray the royal kids. Khun had Chan, Kinn had Pete, and Kim had Pol. Altough it always felt like Pol and Arm cared equally a lot about Kim, which made Kinn happy. Khun was close with all of the protectors, because he helped his brothers to be raised better. Kinn loved his brothers the most, he would burn anyone who tried to harm them, even if it’s their King, which was an interesting thought of course. It was hard to be royal. Kinn was hot, he was one of the most handsome guys in his whole country, most of the other royal or rich families wanted Kinn to marry their daughters or sons. Kinn enjoyed fooling around, he knew he liked men, so he enjoyed them, he fucked whoever he wanted. King Korn didn’t approve it of course, he told Kinn to find someone and settle down. Kinn didn’t care but soon his dad started to force him to go to dates with important people. Kinn’s marriage could only be political. So at the end Kinn thought everything that happened was actually King’s fault. King was the one who introduced him to Tawan, why was Kinn taking this fall all by himself then? King Korn blamed him for the huge scandal. Kinn’s relationship with Tawan was public, they had been dating for a year, until one day Tawan broke up with him, and got married to one of the richest woman in the country. She wasn’t richer than the royal family but of course it was easier to spend her money, without getting caught up with the whole royal family stuff. Kinn wasn’t exactly in love with Tawan but he loved him, he was the only son of one of the merchants from central. Tawan’s dad wanted mostly money and little bit of power, that’s why King introduced them. Kinn stopped fooling around after getting into a serious relationship. But turned out it was all pretty much an elaborate plan so that Tawan could meet with right people. Kinn introduced them, he was the one introducing that lady to Tawan, Kinn was the reason how they met, and King blamed him for the whole thing. Telling Kinn that he couldn’t even hold someone like Tawan. Everyone thought Kinn would be marrying Tawan since they always been so public, but next Tawan marrying someone else meant treason for his father. King Korn was so angry that he even made Kinn join their wedding, forcing him to smile and look happy for his ex lover. Kinn hated every minute of it. And it wasn’t even the end of Kinn’s misery, his dad kept punishing him for every little thing. King was also determined to marry Kinn to someone, anyone, quick as possible. Kinn never thought he would be have to marry for politics only. Kinn hated it, whoever his dad asked him to marry, Kinn denied all, which made King even more angry at him. To Kinn’s surprise, his father was in a good mood lately, Kinn new something terrible was about to happen to him. And probably this time even Khun wasn’t gonna be able to save him from it. Kinn knew he had to accept is fate, even though he didn’t want it. Kinn never thought the King could be this ruthless for his son, he was wrong, so wrong… “We’ve done all the arrangements. I’m afraid you don’t get to say no this time, Kinn. I’ve decided who you’ll be marrying.” King Korn happily said, he was smiling at Kinn, which kinda scared Kinn. “What’re you talking about?” Kinn asked, he could see that the maids were getting ready for some guests, Kinn had no idea who.
“You’re getting married Kinn, in the next couple of days I believe.” Korn happily said once more. Kinn was more into to who, then anything else right now. “To whom, father?” Kinn asked, he looked at Chan but Chan avoided his eyes almost as if guilty.
“To Lord Porsche, the one who’s still under Lord Vegas’ dominion. He’s the heir of the North after Lord Vegas. You’ll be marrying him.” King said and left with Chan, leaving Kinn alone and in shock. Lord Vegas was one of the scariest people out there. They were known to be how wild and sadistic they were. Everyone said that the coldness of the north made their hearts turn into ice, and that’s why they were so ruthless. Kinn wasn’t sure about Vegas’ and Porsche’s relation exactly, all he knew was that Vegas was something like father to Porsche and his brother Porchay. Kinn saw Porsche only once and that was 6 years ago, he was 18 and Porsche was 17. They looked odd in the royal ball room with their huge furs. Kinn never liked Lord Vegas, the guy always gave him the creeps. And there was so much more Kinn heard about them. Kinn once heard that everyone in that family enjoyed chaining people and then killing them while they still fucked them. A chill ran down on Kinn’s body, was this the people King wanted Kinn to get involve? It wasn’t like Kinn couldn’t protect himself, it was just why would he have to? No, Kinn wasn’t gonna accept this, he was gonna do everything in his power not to be the husband of fucking Lord Porsche. … Guests were here, King send some people and get Kinn ready to greet them, they were in the meeting room for last hour or so, making Kinn wait, like he wasn’t the future King himself. It was humiliating but there wasn’t anything Kinn could do. His dad managed to make Khun disappear somehow, Kinn couldn’t reach to his older brother no matter what. Finally couple of guards came to get him, Chan was between them. Kinn got inside the room, Chan pushed him to the seat against Lord Porsche, Kinn glared at him, he didn’t wanna see these people let alone marry one of them. “My Prince.” Lord Vegas said with a smirk bowing his head, Lord Porsche just bowed with him. They were both watching Kinn like a hawk.
“Lord Vegas, Lord Porsche, welcome.” Kinn said, his voice cold.
“But I’m afraid you came all this way for nothing. Because I won’t marry with Lord Porsche.” Kinn continued quickly. King put his hand down on the table with a loud bang.
“How dare you think you have a say in this?” King yelled, Kinn rolled his eyes.
“You can’t make me do it. You can’t force me to say yes.” Kinn said, trying to keep his cool, but he was terrified, not every day he disobeyed an order from King. “Father, please. Don’t make me do this.” Kinn pleaded this time, he knew not to anger his father too much.
“I’m your King before I’m father. I told you, it’s been already decided.” King said, still looking at Kinn angrily. “No. I won’t accept it.” Kinn stubbornly said, not caring about angering the King anymore. Then his dad slapped him, Kinn held his cheek with shock, not even once his dad used hands on them, he liked manipulation as a way of abuse, this was a first. Kinn looked at him with pleading eyes, there was no way King would let Kinn be. It was certain at this point. “Okay, then. It’s just gonna be on paper, right? Everyone can just go on with their own life.” Kinn said, he was still holding his cheek. He hated being humiliated in front of this filthy family. “No. You’ll be going with them. You’ll live at the North with your husband and his family.” King talked without looking at Kinn. But that was it, there was no way he was sending Kinn miles and miles away. Kinn was certain that he won’t survive on that cold land. Kinn got up to his feet, he looked at his dad defiantly, then he smirked.
“No. I won’t go. You can force me to say yes to him.” Kinn said, showing Lord Porsche with his head, there was a small smile on his face. For them to be actually married, Kinn still needed to say, yes I do, and he wasn’t gonna do that. “Throw him into the dungeons. He should stay there until the day of wedding, which is 2 days from now.” King talked without looking at Kinn again.
“What? 2 days? How’re you supposed to prepare everything in 2 days?” Kinn asked, leaning forward to his father. “It’s gonna be a small gathering. Nothing more. Now, take him.” King ordered. That’s when one of the guards tried to held Kinn’s arm like he was some sort of a criminal. Kinn pushed him. He didn’t have his gun with him but he had his sword, he put it right through one of their guard’s heart, and then managed to disarm Chan, then lean his sword to Chan’s neck. “How dare you attack me!” Kinn yelled, debating whether to kill Chan or not, then he pulled his sword back.
“I can go to our lovely dungeons without any support, father.” Kinn said to King bowing his head a little, than he turned to the Northerns.
“Lords.” Kinn’s voice was cold and he was disrespectful, showing the Northerns that he didn't care about them at all. Then Kinn left the meeting room, went right into the closest dungeon. Porsche was a opportunist, that's how Vegas always taught him. Porsche aced at it. Everything so far was going according to their plan. But seeing the stubbornness Kinn just pulled, Porsche just felt the need of using it to his advantage. “My King, your son seems to be handful,” Porsche said, then turn his head to look at the dead body Kinn left behind. Kinn looked so fierce Porsche loved it, he held his laughs barely after seeing Kinn’s sword going through the guard’s chest.
“are you sure you can’t offer me more for marrying him, after such a public circus he did?” Porsche asked with a small smile. “Whatever you want, it’s all yours, Lord Porsche. You name it and I’ll get it for you.” King said with a serious and calm voice. Porsche didn’t like how King slapped Kinn, it felt wrong, in his head it was already settled, if anyone was gonna hurt Kinn, that could only be Porsche. So Porsche simply didn’t like watching King Korn hurting Kinn. “I want ownership.” Porsche simply stated. King raised his eyebrows, so did Vegas. They didn’t talk about this ahead, this one was for Porsche anyways. They got everything else they needed from King. They offered protection. There was a lot of strong empires at the Northern side, and they choose to help King Korn for the right price of course, it was perfect, Porsche needed to gift Vegas whatever he wanted. “Ownership of what?” King asked, not understanding what Porsche wants.
“Of the Prince of course.” Porsche chuckled, it was pretty obvious what he wanted. King frowned, not liking what Porsche wanted. “Come on now, King Korn. It would be a secret ownership, no one but your family and mine would know about it. I just wanna make sure that I’m cutting myself a good deal here. You just need to sign a paper that says Prince Kinn is mine from now on. Otherwise I’ll always feel awkward near him, knowing he's a prince, I need to be comfortable with my husband, right?” Porsche tried to convince King, now Korn looked like he was thinking about it. “Okay. I’ll sign it. Just don’t let anyone else know about this.” King said, he was already getting the papers to sign Kinn off to Porsche.
“I’ll only use it if someone tries to mingle my business with Prince, and with no one from outside of our families of course.” Porsche talked with a smirk. He didn’t think King Korn would actually practically sell his son to them like this. Prince Kinn was a married man. It happened around 25 minutes ago, and he was smiling, acting like he was head over heels in love with Lord Porsche. Kinn was a good actor anyways. Finally they had some serenity even though Lord Porsche was with him, Kinn felt relaxed because he didn’t had to smile so much anymore. The event was really small. It was a huge disappointment for Kinn. He was a Prince, he grew up thinking they will be getting one of the best weddings in the country. This didn’t feel like something Kinn would've even call a wedding. He should’ve at least have a proper wedding, after getting married to someone so vulgar like Lord Porsche. “What’re you thinking, my Prince?” Lord Porsche asked, he was emphasizing on the word, my, Kinn hated it. And it was probably the first time Kinn actually heard Porsche talking more than one or two words.
“I didn’t think you could form sentences, Lord Porsche.” Kinn gritted his teeth to the guy’s name. To Kinn's surprise Lord Porsche laughed at what Kinn said, he looked amused. “And I didn’t think you would show up to our wedding. I wonder what King did to make you agree to this.” Lord said, he looked in thoughts. Kinn still couldn’t believe he was married to this guy. He was most likely just another abuser, just like their father. Kinn didn’t wanna remember Khun’s face from last night crying in the dungeon Kinn stayed because he was unable to help him. Turns out their dad threatened Khun. When their dad wanted something, sometimes he would scare Khun to send him away to the ones that kidnapped him while he was young. Kinn always hated how he was unable to help his older brother. So King did it again, he locked Khun in his room, not allowed him to see neither Kinn nor Kim for weeks, and told him to obey his orders. That’s what he did to Kinn as well. King came into the dungeon and told Kinn that if he didn’t marry Lord Porsche, he would give Kim to Lord Porsche’s younger brother and send him away instead of Kinn. At the end Kinn had no choice, as long as his brothers were okay, he could handle what was coming at his way. Kinn sighed, he didn’t wanna tell any of this to Porsche, but then again, there was no point in hiding it anymore. This guy was his husband after all.
“He threatened me with the only thing that could work.” Kinn honestly said, he saw a genuine shock on Lord Porsche’s face for a second but it was gone in a heartbeat. “What?” Lord Porsche asked smugly.
“My brothers.” Kinn just said not giving anything else to Lord. … Everything was settled, the cars were set. Kinn was ready to be send away for good. His brothers weren’t allowed to say goodbye, which made Kinn sad and moody.
“Pete will stay with you as your guide and protector. I’ll send Chan to do monthly checks. So behave, Kinn. Or else.” King said and he was about to leave. “Wait! Are you sending me away with just Pete? What if someone tries to attack me?” Kinn asked, his eyes landed on Lord Porsche and Lord Vegas when he said, attack. Did his father wanted him dead?
“Don’t worry, Lords will protect you, Kinn.” King Korn said and quickly left without saying a proper goodbye to his son. Kinn turned around, Pete was already offering him a warm smile, while Lords watched him oddly. Then Pete turned to Lords, he bowed,
“I know it looks like I’m working for the royal family, and that I would obey the King’s orders no matter,” Pete stopped and raised his head, looking at the lords with an almost threatening small smile
“but my loyalty lies with Prince Kinn. You two should be aware that King's orders means nothing to me if they hurt my Prince.” Pete bowed a little then turned to Kinn and smiled. Kinn was scared. He was very well aware that Lord Vegas’ family was ruthless and they would kill anyone whom they disliked. Kinn also knew that Pete was aware of this too, and yet Kinn’s most trusted man, and mentor did this for him. Kinn couldn’t stop feeling scared for Pete’s life. When Kinn saw both of the Lords faces taking weird expressions, he just jumped in front of them.
“Please, don’t hurt him.” Kinn said quickly. He was still a Prince of this empire, they had to listen to him, right? “Nobody is hurting anyone, Prince Kinn. Your ride is the one on the back with Porsche.” Lord Vegas said squeezing Kinn's shoulder a little tightly. Why did Kinn had to endure this long trip alone with Lord Porsche exactly? And why his father gifted them a car? The cars were pretty hard to come by in their country. At the end, Kinn was still scared of them hurting Pete so he didn’t say another word. “Aren’t you gonna talk with your husband?” Lord Porsche asked after couple silent hours in the car. It was just the two of them, they didn’t even see the driver because that part was separated to give them privacy. “What’s there to talk about?” Kinn said, without looking at the Lord, he was annoyed. He felt hopeless, and alone, which wasn’t that different from how he usually felt. Instead of replying anything Lord Porsche chuckled, it sounded sinister to Kinn’s ears. So Kinn refused to look at him again. “Ohh, I feel like I’m gonna have a lot of fun with you, Prince.” Lord Porsche said, this time his voice was softer but the way he said, Prince, was more like mocking than anything else. Kinn still didn’t look at him and refuse to say anything back. “Hmm, what about your brothe- ” and that was it, Kinn wasn’t gonna sit here and let this disgraceful man talk about him like this and then talk about his brothers. Kinn had a small and very sharp pocket knife with him always, it was a gift from Khun, according to his elder brother their mom wanted each of them to own one. Kinn put the knife near Lord Porsche’s neck, this was the closest they gotten ever, they didn’t share a kiss after vowing.
“Don’t you dare talk about my brothers, you wild, wicked man.” Kinn hissed with anger. King Korn probably would kill Kinn, if he murdered his husband during the ride. Lord looked calm, he almost looked amused by Kinn’s reaction, while Kinn was fuming with anger. With one sneaky move and hitting Kinn’s crotch harshly with his knee, Porsche was on top of him, the knife disappeared from his hand and ended up on Lord Porsche's hand. Now it was Porsche who put the knife on Kinn's neck and he was pushing it forcefully. “Upps! You should’ve been more careful, husband. Look where you ended up with. Under me and my knife. Should I cut it?” Porsche asked he looked excited, he was such a sick fuck, Kinn hated him. Lord Porsche was nothing but a copy of Lord Vegas. “You wouldn’t dare. Even if we’re married, I’m still a Prince.” Kinn looked at Porsche daringly, he was pushing his neck more towards the knife, daring Porsche to cut it without any fear. Lord Porsche laughed, like he knew something Kinn didn’t know and that fact made him happy. “I can do whatever I want.” Lord Porsche said seriously this time, and he cut Kinn’s neck. Kinn was shocked to realize that he actually did cut him, and then Porsche retrieved back, he put Kinn’s knife in his own pocket, stealing the only thing Kinn had left from his mom. All Kinn could do was just held his hand over the wound on his neck, it felt deep, he wouldn’t die from it but it hurt, and bled. “You shouldn’t carry any sharp objects, I don’t trust you with them.” Porsche said, then he tried to caress Kinn’s hair, Kinn slapped his hand harshly, he was scared of Porsche getting angry but instead Porsche pulled him in a half hug and caressed his hair like he wanted. Kinn tried to fight it but it was in vain. “You’ll hurt yourself more.” Porsche said holding Kinn’s fighting hand. The ride after that passed more quickly. When they were close enough, Lord Porsche offered him a handkerchief, Kinn just looked at him, not understanding reason why would Porsche give him this. “You wouldn’t want Pete to see that would you? I’m sure you don’t want me to kill him from the first day.” Porsche said and put the handkerchief in Kinn’s hand, pointing Kinn's neck. Kinn felt doomed. … “Where’s my room?” Kinn asked, Lord Porsche was putting his own luggage in the room. The room felt cold, Kinn was certain that he would die out of coldness in this hellhole.
“This is our room.” Lord Porsche just said, shrugging his shoulders. Kinn scoffed.
“I won’t stay with you.” Kinn said with a cold voice. “Ohh, but you will, husband. It’s not like you’ve any choice, unless you want to sleep out there at the cold.” Lord carelessly said.
“It’s not like this room is warm.” Kinn answered back, this wasn’t how his Prince life should be going.
“But you remember the cold outside, right? The snow?” Lord Porsche asked, he was getting closer to Kinn. Then Porsche pulled the handkerchief from Kinn’s neck, Kinn whined at the sudden pain. Porsche pulled him to the bed, Kinn tried to fight it but Porsche already pushed him down and he was straddling Kinn, Porsche set pretty much on Kinn's chest, which made breathing harder for Kinn. Then there was a solution on Porsche's hand, and he slowly rubbed it to Kinn's neck, it almost felt tender. Kinn knew what it was, it was made with some special herps to stop scarring and help heal faster. Kinn wondered how did Porsche had it too. “I don’t want any scars on your neck, yet.” Porsche said and Kinn didn’t wanna know what he exactly meant by that.
“One of King’s many gifts to us.” Porsche said like he could see what was Kinn wondering. “I’ll introduce you to everyone tomorrow, now we must sleep.” Porsche said, finally getting off from Kinn. Then he started to undress. He put his heavy looking fur down, and pulled his shirt out. Kinn was surprised to see Porsche’s naked form. Porsche was well build, his muscles looked really good and he had a perfect waist, Kinn was so surprised to see Porsche’s body being this hot under that fur. And his skin tone looked even more divine. It was odd that even for a northern person Porsche’s skin looked this perfect. When Porsche caught Kinn looking, Kinn didn’t look away. This guy was his husband after all, he could at least look.
“Like what you see?” Porsche asked smugly.
“I like pretty boys. You’re not my type, husband.” Kinn said gritting his teeth. Just because he was looking didn’t mean he wanted Porsche. “So I heard. I also heard you’re quite the beast in bed. Very unfortunate for you, I won’t bottom, Prince.” Porsche said with a chuckle, like he was enjoying this.
“So? What’s that have to do anything with me? It’s not like I’ll sleep with you.” Kinn said with raised eyebrows. Porsche laughed again. Porsche was on him again in a heartbeat, this time he pushed Kinn to the headboard of the bed, Porsche was strong but it wasn’t like Kinn was weak. When Kinn hit the headboard, he heard iron clinking, he raised his head to look but Porsche beat him to it. Handcuffing Kinn's hands to the straight irons on the headboard quickly. “What the heck? What’d you think you’re doing?” Kinn said already trying to free himself.
“You’ll sleep like this, in the future if you’re good enough I might remove them but until then this is your new life, Prince Kinn.” Lord Porsche seriously and coldly said, he looked scary like this.
“Are you kidding me?” Kinn asked angrily. He was pushing his hands but he couldn’t free himself. Kinn knew how to break his thumb and free himself but he didn’t do that in so long. If he did it now, he knew the bone wouldn’t heal quickly, and if he was gonna stay like this every night, it would hurt so much. And by the looks of it Kinn was gonna stay like this, it was so uncomfortable Kinn didn't know what to do. Porsche looked deadly, like he would hurt Kinn even more if he manage to free himself.
“I’m your Prince. You can’t treat me like this.” Kinn said once more angrily. This wasn’t a life, this was imprisonment. “I’ll remove them once I wake up. I don’t trust you Kinn. You could try to kill me in my sleep. And I enjoy seeing you like this, at my mercy.” Lord Porsche said, his hand was on Kinn’s thigh, he was touching Kinn however he liked. “I HATE YOU!” Kinn yelled, he tried to push Porsche away from himself but failed again. Porsche just smiled.
“I’ll help you undress.” Porsche said and pulled a knife, he began to cut Kinn’s clothes. This was so damn humiliating, and it was so cold. “Please, it’s.. it’s really cold, Porsche.” Kinn said softly this time, and this was the first time Kinn used only Porsche’s name. There were mixed emotions on Porsche’s face for a second before he got cold again.
“Don’t worry you’ll get used to it soon.” Porsche said and removed all of Kinn’s clothes except his underwear. That night when Lord Porsche finally fall asleep, Kinn cried silently for the first time in years. And something inside of him said that he would be crying so much more after this…
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Porsche was still unable to believe that Vegas managed to pull this off and that Porsche was really married to Prince Kinn. It had been a week, Kinn was asleep next to him, finally Kinn was able to sleep even when his hands tied. The precious Prince was also fierce, entertaining Porsche every step of the way. Porsche still didn’t let Kinn know how Porsche was his owner now. Porsche was saving that for another time, he was gonna enjoy seeing Kinn all vulnerable and shocked. Porsche wanted to break him, not because he hated Kinn or anything, it’s just Porsche liked him so damn much. Porsche was one of the Northern Lords. He was under Lord Vegas’ wings, he had been for the last 12 years. Porsche and Porchay’s parents died when Porsche was 9 and his little brother was only 5. Porsche had to provide for them both because his uncle stole everything their parents left them. Porsche had always been a little bit wild, so he fought at the streets from a very young age. One day when he was around 12, Lord Vegas saw him fighting with two of the chubby children at once, and took an interest on Porsche. Vegas pretty much decided to adopt them both from that point forward. Vegas didn’t have any children at that time, and he never had any. Saying that Porsche and Porchay were like his kids. Porsche cared and respected him like a father or an older brother. Vegas helped a lot. He helped them take down their uncle and take everything back that was supposed to belong to them. Lord Vegas was strong but with Porsche’s help over the years, he became the strongest Lord of the Northern side. They destroy whoever stood on their way. Porsche never had any troubles with violence. Porchay didn’t enjoy the blood and gore like Porsche and Vegas though. Porsche let him be however he wanted. If Vegas wanted someone to do his dirty work, Porsche was there to provide. Vegas also taught Porsche how to fuck. How to use sex to torture someone. How to chain them, how to whip them, how to make them bleed, how to choke and many more things. It was never really sexual between them but they both saw each other during sex. For Vegas it was more of the teaching side, while for Porsche he was just curious of this stuff as a horny teenager back in the day. Porsche never really had someone important under him though, Kinn was gonna be a first. Sometimes Porsche wouldn’t know how to control himself, he had killed some guys and girls while learning how to play. Vegas never get mad, on the contrary he was proud of Porsche. Porsche was 17, when he first saw the central city. He found it different from their land but more importantly Porsche was 17 when he first saw Prince Kinn. The Prince wasn’t really doing anything just smiling at the guests, he was so handsome, Porsche couldn’t look away from him. When Porsche finally managed to tear his eyes from Kinn, he saw Vegas also watching the handsome Prince. He’s mine, Porsche remembered gritting his teeth to Vegas annoyedly. Vegas just chuckled and told him that Kinn was too young for him anyways. Porsche wanted Kinn, and Vegas never denied anything Porsche wanted. So at the end Vegas even managed to get him the famous Prince. It was surprising how all of their plans worked. There was often one image in Porsche’s head when he got too aroused and that was Kinn. So it was really hard to believe that Porsche really had him. And it was also hard to believe that Porsche didn’t even properly touched the Prince yet. Porsche gifted Kinn his own fur, enjoying how Prince looked in Porsche’s fur. Porsche felt very possessive over the fierce Prince. So far surprisingly Prince Kinn was behaving himself, something Porsche didn’t expect after their first night. Porsche knew Prince cried most of the nights, and that he hated both here and Porsche but there wasn’t anything he could do. Porsche liked that Kinn cried very silently, he wouldn’t wanna hear whining voices all night long. Porsche still couldn’t decide how to have Kinn, that’s why he was prolonging their first real night. Or maybe it was really hard to believe that someone like Porsche could have someone like Kinn. This was the Prince charming his late mother told Porsche some nights. Kinn was from a fairytale world, while Porsche was from nightmares. When life throw Porsche punches, he decided to throw some back, turning someone cold and ruthless. It was unfortunate for the pretty Prince. Porsche also didn’t show Kinn his real face yet, he was enjoying how clueless Prince was being. It was somewhat of an odd feeling watching Kinn trying to adapt his new surroundings. It almost made Porsche’s insides warm but there was no place for things like warmness and love in Porsche’s world, so he denied feeling anything at all. That didn’t stop Porsche from staying in the castle with Kinn, not going out there with Vegas how he usually would. Porsche didn’t think Kinn was ready for that image yet. Didn’t matter, Kinn had to handle it one day anyways. Porsche appointed Big to take care of Kinn, he also heard from Ken that Vegas was taking an interest in Kinn's protector Pete. It didn't surprise Porsche, Pete was Vegas' type. Big notified everything Kinn did, Porsche had to keep close tabs on the Prince, he was very well aware how deadly and smart the Prince could be but so far everything look calm. Porsche went into his room, the dinner was already served and to his surprise Prince was waiting for him. They had their meals together in their room. Even if Porsche enjoyed the domesticity of it, he would've never admit it. “My Prince, you didn’t have to wait.” Porsche said mockingly, he liked the way Kinn would get angry.
“Wasn’t that hungry.” Kinn just said shrugging his shoulders. After a while Porsche realized that Kinn didn’t eat a lot, he raised his eyebrows, if it wasn’t Kinn and someone else in his presence who would have done that, Porsche would slit their throat. “Don’t like the food?” Porsche asked at last with an angry voice. Kinn wasn’t a Prince at his household.
“I don’t like eating a lot of meat. All you have is meat.” Kinn said, he was still looking at his plate, there wasn’t a lot of food options here on Northern side.
“Then you better get used to it, Kinn, or I’ll starve you.” Porsche drank the rest of his wine. Kinn looked shocked for a second, then his expression got colder. “Then starve me. It’s not like I wouldn’t expect it from you.” Kinn threw his fork on the plate, then got up and sat on the couch, he was still wearing Porsche’s fur even on the inside.
“Can I sit here or is it time to get me chained to the bed again?” Kinn asked voice still angry, Porsche chuckled, he really enjoyed his time with Kinn, he enjoyed it too much that he didn’t even had to fuck him yet. Deep down it scared Porsche. “No. It’s not that time yet.” Porsche calmly said, and sat across Kinn, looking at his beautiful form, Kinn’s skin looked even better at night time, it was so milky, Porsche wanted to put his knife on Kinn’s skin and watch the blood go down all over his body. Porsche was so turned on when he cut Kinn’s neck, the bloody look was perfect on his Prince. “Tell me why you picked someone like Tawan. You’re hot, you’re wanted, and Tawan doesn’t look all that special. I always wondered why.” Porsche asked, he was relaxing on his couch, and he had a nice view of the Prince, everything was perfect. Kinn thought a little before opening his mouth, Porsche didn’t think the Prince would answer him.
“He seemed interested in me. I desperately needed something.” Kinn still looked in thoughts.
“What?” Porsche asked, he was curious of what Kinn needed that badly in his life, the Prince had everything he wanted, right? “To be loved.” Kinn calmly said, he was hugging Porsche’s fur tightly like he wanted to disappear in it.
“Love is for the weak, Kinn.” Porsche said coldly. Kinn chuckled bitterly.
“Don’t I know. That’s how my fath.. the King raised us. Anyways look where I ended up.” Kinn said showing the room they were in, he rubbed his wrists, there were a lot of cuts and bruises because of the handcuffs. Porsche decided to pity the pompous Prince.
“If you’re not gonna kill me in my sleep, I might not use the handcuffs anymore, and just don’t touch me.” Porsche offered, it was the good as the Lord could possibly get. Kinn scoffed. “Why would I touch you? And don’t.” Kinn shrugged his shoulders, Porsche frowned.
“What’d you mean don’t?” Porsche asked, he was watching Kinn’s every move like a predator watched, its prey. “Keep the handcuffs. I won’t promise not to kill you in your sleep. I’m strong we both know that, I don’t really need a weapon to kill you, we also know that. I hate your guts too. So just keep them. I think you enjoy this little power play you’ve on me. Keep enjoying it, Porsche. While you still can.” Kinn talked in a neutral manner, it was a mask Prince liked to put on, Porsche figured in a week. Porsche laughed, Kinn was something, he wasn’t your usual submissive toy of the night, he liked to challenge and anger. Porsche was certain that Kinn could crawl under his skin and make Porsche mad but just like Porsche, Kinn was also keeping his carts to himself. “Then kill me.” Porsche just said quickly, not looking at Kinn’s expression and he left the room with long steps. Two could play this game, and this wasn’t even a beginning because Kinn had so much more to learn about Porsche. Later that night, Kinn didn’t come to bed until very early in morning, and by the time he did, Porsche could feel how cold his body was even though they didn’t touch. Pretending to be asleep Porsche pulled Kinn’s cold body to his own, hugging Kinn tightly. If that day Porsche was in such a good mood it only concerned him and nobody else. And still, love was for the weak, right? Kinn stopped counting days after his first 2 weeks in this cold land. His relationship with Porsche was weird, sometimes when Kinn said something with anger, he would be scared of Porsche hurting him but other than cutting his neck, and handcuffing him to the bed for the first week, Porsche didn’t even touch him, unless you count the snuggly Porsche that came out when Porsche was asleep. That first week Kinn fought so hard against those handcuffs, he still had couple of cuts that were healing slowly, Kinn blamed the cold for how long they took the heal. Big helped Kinn, he often put some potions on Kinn’s wrists and rubbed them slowly. Kinn enjoyed Big’s company more than anyone in this foreign castle probably even more than often rude Lord Porsche. Kinn started to warm up to Porsche though, al least he thought that Northern people weren’t all that bad like other people often told. But of course Kinn was wrong because one day Porsche had taken his fur back from Kinn, saying that this was his lucky fur and he had to take it with him, apparently they needed to face someone dangerous. Kinn let him take it back, it wasn’t like he was attached to anything that belonged to Porsche. Before Porsche left he warned him not to wear another fur or a coat, Kinn scoffed and yelled at him saying, he could do whatever he wanted. Porsche just laughed as usual and left without another word. Turned out Porsche warned everyone at the castle to not give anything that could possibly warm Kinn's cold body. Once again it was Big who helped Kinn, he wrapped soft fluffy blankets around him, Kinn was grateful for it. Porsche came back pretty late that night, Kinn didn’t ask anyone about their wellbeing, he couldn’t care less, actually a lot of his problems would get solved if Lord Porsche just died. Kinn sometimes wondered why he didn’t try to kill Porsche at nights, it was probably because he was scared of the King, couldn’t have been something else. When Porsche stepped inside the room Kinn was reading a book, he found quite the interesting tales from the Northern library Lord Vegas had in the castle. By the time Kinn raised his head to look at Porsche, Porsche’s back was turned on him, Porsche was eating the food that had been delivered for him about half an hour ago, he didn't even sit like a normal person, and he didn't greet Kinn when he stepped inside. How rude of him, Kinn thought to himself. “Welcome back, my Lord.” Kinn mockingly said, he didn’t see Porsche quite good from where he was sitting, there wasn’t a lot electricity here at North, and candles didn’t help a lot. Hearing Kinn’s voice Porsche stopped, it felt like he was debating what to do, which felt odd, was something wrong? “Kinn.” Porsche just said, his voice wasn’t exactly calm but also wasn’t angry. Then Porsche turned around to see Kinn. That was when Kinn got utterly shocked from what he was staring at. Porsche was pretty much covered in blood, there was just too much blood everywhere, he didn’t look hurt, he looked deadly, like a wild animal that was just back from its hunting. The blood on his hands dirtied the bread Porsche was eating, and then apparently it reached Porsche’s mouth. The fur Porsche wore looked beyond repairing, it was ripped and bloodied. Porsche slowly took the fur out and approached Kinn, then he put the fur down on Kinn’s shoulders, Kinn was gonna object but Porsche raised his hand to stop him, and then he put the fur down on Kinn, covering Kinn’s clean body and clothes with his dirty fur. “This is how I do business, Kinn. You better get used to it.” Porsche said with that weird toning again, was it emotionless? Maybe Porsche was trying to block his feelings so that he could be better at saving himself, that was something Kinn could understand, Kinn had a mask he wore when things get too complicated for his like, maybe Porsche was doing something alike. Porsche caressed Kinn’s cheek with his blood covered hand, Kinn didn’t dare to move or say anything else, Porsche looked so dangerous like this, it was safer to keep quiet. But as someone who had been to wars Kinn never saw someone getting this wild because Kinn was certain that ax hanging on Porsche’s hip had some sort of body pieces on it. “Blood looks good on you. You will become a fine barbarian one day.” this time Porsche’s voice was softer, Kinn quickly heard the change in it.
“Not even in your dreams!” Kinn gritted his teeth, Porsche smiled at him, his hand still caressing Kinn’s cheek, his hand then travelled down on Kinn’s neck, Kinn didn’t stop him. That night they both went to bed dirty like that, and Kinn wondered what his father got him into, if Kinn tried to escape Porsche, a very painful death awaited him. … Ever since Kinn and Porsche gotten married they slept together, after these last couple of weeks, it started to feel very natural for Kinn, even with Tawan, Kinn didn’t usually spend all of his nights with him, it was an odd but very weirdly welcomed change in Prince’s life. Their usual banter with Porsche also entertained the sad and alone Prince. Some days Prince needed to remind himself that Porsche was a savage but a very lucky man, because he managed to end up with Kinn. That didn’t change the fact that Porsche was nothing but a brute. And that brute hadn’t been coming to the bed for the last couple nights, Kinn didn’t even see him around the castle, and he strongly avoided asking anyone about it, he didn’t wanna know, a life without Porsche’s presence was better anyways. Kinn kept spending his days with Big, he didn’t see Pete a lot lately, apparently Pete was spending some time with Lord Vegas, Kinn asked Pete if that monster’s bothering him, Pete just smiled and told Kinn, no. Pete still did weekly checks on him though. And for Kinn, Big was usually enough. Big reminded him the people from his hometown, always respectful towards the Prince and always so kind to him. If anything Kinn could say that he wanted Big, he had always been active in bed, and he only started to masturbate again around a week ago, it wasn't enough so maybe he was a little horny lately. At first Kinn felt like he wasn’t gonna be able to be hard again, he blamed the cold as usual but things were getting better, at least he thought. As usual Kinn was sitting down with Big talking about the book they both read and enjoyed, Big’s eyes shimmered while talking to the Prince, and Kinn liked that. Then on the corner of his eye, Kinn saw Ken passing near them,
“Ken!” Kinn yelled, raising his hand to gesture Ken to come closer to them. Ken was something like Porsche’s guard, or was it Porsche’s right hand man? Kinn wasn’t sure. “My Prince.” Ken bowed to Kinn respectfully.
“I haven’t seen Lord Porsche around lately, I was wondering where he was.” Kinn said quickly, he thought Porsche wasn’t in the castle but he knew Porsche wouldn’t left without Ken. “Ahh, my Lord’s taking his sweet time with his new toys. One of them is so hot.” Ken said winking, Kinn didn’t understand what would that mean.
“Toys? Hot?” Kinn asked, genuinely not understanding it.
“Yeah, he’s been playing with one of the girls. She was gifted to Lords by a rich merchant. One of the new ones is very hot, and she’s into it too.” Ken winked at them one more time and left. So, all this time Porsche was having sex, and he was having sex with girls. Not that Kinn liked Porsche or even find him handsome but, if Porsche didn’t like guys why would he even marry Kinn? Answer was simple, the damn politics. Being married to a Prince came with it’s perks. He was nothing but a tool to Porsche. Suddenly Kinn felt angry. “My Prince, are you mad? Did Lord Porsche not told you what he was doing?” Big asked with a soft voice.
“Your Lord is an asshole, Big!” Kinn said angrily. Big frowned, obviously not understanding why Kinn got mad all of a sudden.
“Don’t you want Lord to be with others?” Big asked, Kinn stopped to look at him, that didn’t make any sense, why wouldn’t Kinn want that? He didn’t care what Porsche did. “I’m just angry that he can get laid, and I can’t.” Kinn choose to say, he put his head back, staring at Big, if Porsche could’ve his sweet time, maybe Kinn could too. Big was sitting right next to him, Kinn slide closer to him. Big looked at him with his wide open eyes.
“My Prince!” Big said almost warningly, like he couldn’t say no to Kinn, so it was better if Kinn didn’t start anything in the first place. “But I’m so lonely and horny.” Kinn said, while putting his hand on Big’s, he put his head on Big’s shoulder, Kinn missed closeness, he missed having hot bodies of some guys under him, begging for his cock, Big could be one of those. So Kinn kissed his neck, he put his lips on Big’s neck, and kissed, licked him there slowly.
“Please.. please don’t..” Big begged but Kinn was too horny and angry to stop now. Knowing the fact that Porsche liked girls made Kinn’s blood boil, he just needed to get back at him. “What the fuck do you think, you’re doing, you slut?” suddenly Kinn was being pulled by some harsh hands, and quickly afterwards Kinn felt his shoulder being pinched very roughly, it hurt, and there was a knife to his chest, and Kinn was staring at Lord Vegas’ angry features. Kinn pushed him but Vegas beat him to it, kicking and twisting Kinn’s leg and pushing him down on his knees. Kinn was about to blurt out every slang he knew to Lord Vegas but he stopped after hearing another voice.
“Stop touching him!” first Kinn heard Porsche’s cold voice, then Vegas was being thrown off of him by strong hands.
“Is this how you teach your s- ”
“I said stop!” Porsche yelled once more with his ice cold voice. Vegas pushed Porsche’s stern body that was standing in front of Kinn now, and left. “You, with me.” Porsche said to him with same ice cold voice, and grabbed Kinn’s arm, he pulled Kinn’s arm roughly heading to their bedroom. Once they were inside, he pushed Kinn on the bed like he was a doll to toss around.
“Why all of you people want to push and pull me around?” Kinn angrily asked, his shoulder and leg still hurt, Vegas was really determined to hurt him. Kinn got up, looking at Porsche daringly, Porsche had no right to get angry with him. Porsche darkly chuckled,
“If you needed a fuck, you should’ve said so, husband. No need to burn Big in all of this, right?” Porsche throw him a dark smile, it chilled Kinn’s body.
“Please, don’t hurt Big. It was me, he didn’t do anything.” Kinn said bowing his head a little, he didn’t want Big to get hurt because of him. Porsche was watching him calculatingly. “Why would you even care one of my people? It’s not like we exist in the eyes of royals.” Porsche asked, his expression getting softer for a second there.
“Why wouldn’t I? I’ll be king one day, and now your people are my people, and I care about them all. So please don’t hurt Big because of me. It wasn’t his fault that I’m horny.” Kinn looked at Porsche straight headed. Porsche tilted his head to the side, like he wanted to figure Kinn out. “Now that's where you’re right, Kinn.” Porsche said his voice and expression getting cold again.
“You need to understand no one’s allowed to touch you. You’re mine. And I can do whatever I want with you.” Porsche’s eyes were dark, they were darker than ever, not even when Porsche got back blood covered they looked this dark, it made Kinn’s blood run cold. “If you think you own me just because we’re married then you’re delusional.” Kinn said back, he wasn’t scared of this savage man. Porsche laughed and pushed Kinn on the bed once more. Porsche was quick, Kinn wasn’t sure if he was stronger than Porsche but he was certain that both Vegas and Porsche were quicker than him. So before even Kinn get to free himself from Porsche’s grip, Porsche already chained one of hands to the side of the headboard, in a twisted way. “What the heck?” Kinn asked, he thought they were passed this stage already.
“Don’t move too much or you’ll hurt yourself.” Porsche just said and moved Kinn’s body, he pushed Kinn head down on the bed, right on his stomach, which made his twisted chained hand turn normal like this, and then Porsche chained his other hand to the other side, Kinn tried to fought him but Porsche had all the advantage. “Release me!” Kinn yelled, suddenly he was scared of being at Porsche’s mercy like this, he felt vulnerable and scared.
“When I said, mine, that’s exactly what I meant, Prince!” Porsche growled, he was pulling Kinn’s pants down, Kinn felt like he couldn’t breathe. “No! I won’t allow you. I’ll yell, I’ll tell Pete about this, King will know what you’re doing to me.” Kinn blabbered, he didn't want this, and more importantly he didn't want Porsche, at least not like this. Porsche laughed darkly, then he was gone, leaving Kinn’s now naked ass and legs cold. About a minute later Porsche was back, he pulled Kinn’s hair very harshly, and showed some papers to him. Kinn’s head hurt but he didn’t show it to Porsche, just taking the intensifying pain in. Then Kinn tried to read what was written on those papers. “King won’t be helping you, Kinn. You’re nothing but a slave to me. Your King gave you to me, in exchange of us helping him stay dominant here on the Northern side. King didn’t even object, he just served you to me on a silver platter.” Porsche talked near his ear, and then bit Kinn’s neck enough for it hurt and bleed. Kinn read the papers again and again, he knew it had the King’s sign and seal, there was no mistake, his father did really gave Kinn to Porsche, like Kinn was some sort of a slave or criminal they traded. Kinn was rightfully and lawfully Porsche’s to own. Kinn put his head down, he was fighting with tears, apparently he failed his King enough for him to hate Kinn, there was no other explanations. Kinn wondered if Khun knew about this, and didn't say anything to Kinn. Who would love Kinn in this world anyways? He was a disappointment for everyone. He was legally Porsche's, which meant Porsche could do whatever he wanted with Kinn, and Kinn wouldn't object it. He was nothing but a tool, an object for Lord Porsche to use however he liked. “Told you, love is weakness, Kinn. Your King didn’t deserve to be loved by you. You should abandon your childhood fantasies about love. This is your life now. I am your life. You’re not allowed to see Big anymore. You’ll stay here on my bed, chained however I please, if I want you to eat, I’ll feed you. Is that clear?” Porsche asked, and before Kinn managed to get a response out, there was loud voice, Porsche’s whip went down on Kinn's still clothed back, and then on his naked legs. Kinn let out a little scream before controlling himself, he endured so much more pain than this. “It’s clear.” Kinn said, he put his head down once more, the hot tears burned his eyes, Kinn let them fall, there was no use to disobey Porsche now, Kinn didn’t have any say in this.
“Oh, are you gonna be good, and just accept your faith?” Porsche asked mockingly but also was there a slight disappointment in his voice? Kinn didn’t care, he was too drained to think. Porsche ripped the remaining of Kinn’s clothes, not caring if he hurt Kinn in the process but then again why would he?
“Such a milky skin! I’ve always wanted to get my hands on you.” Porsche’s voice was low like he was turned on. And did Porsche just said, always? Did he also remembered meeting for the first time 6 years ago? Once more it didn’t matter, not really. Apparently Porsche was exactly where he wanted to be. “I thought you preferred women.” Kinn whispered but Porsche was too busy to hear him, he was touching every inch of Kinn’s back, his hands weren’t gentle, Kinn could feel his skin getting redder because of Porsche’s rough hands. “As you can guess, I’ve different tastes in bed. We like chaining people, bleeding them, slapping, whipping, choking or any other thing we felt like doing.” Porsche talked, not caring what Kinn just said to him.
“We?”
“Vegas taught me everything I know. Don’t get it wrong it was never sexual between us. It’s just for us, there’s no line between torturing someone or fucking them.” Porsche talked calmly but his voice sounded more like that time when he was completely emotionless. He was mindlessly sliding his knife on Kinn's back, he didn't cut yet but Kinn was sure it was coming. “Do it then.” Kinn dared, he just wanted to get over this, he knew he was gonna get fucked for the first time and it was gonna hurt, and that he was gonna stay chained to this bed for god knows how long. “It’s gonna hurt, Kinn. It’s gonna hurt so much but I know you won’t make a single voice for me.” Kinn couldn’t figure out whether that was a wish from Porsche or an order. Then Porsche’s knife cut on the line of Kinn’s spine, Kinn hissed a little before shutting his mouth. He bit the sheet under him, the cut was deep and Porsche was slow. “So beautiful. Blood is a look on you, my dear Prince.” Porsche’s voice sounded like he was almost mesmerized.
“Should I use it as lube?” Porsche asked with a dark chuckle. Kinn didn’t say anything, he was gonna stay silent. Porsche’s hand finally landed on Kinn’s asscheeks, he grabbed them with enough force to bruise them. Kinn kept biting the sheet, he was preparing himself for the pain. Then there was another cut, this time near his right shoulder, Porsche was cutting through his muscle. Kinn kept not reacting to it. He felt something cold touching his rim, something liquid, Porsche rubbed it slowly around his hole, Kinn could feel his gaze on his back though, he was watching Kinn’s bleeding back, while he was rubbing his hard cock on Kinn’s left thigh. Without any warning Porsche pushed in, Kinn wanted to scream in agony, there was no place to run and before Kinn even get used to the feeling Porsche started to move frantically. For a second there Kinn’s mind got blank, like it was too white and too black because of how much everything hurt. Kinn couldn’t even decide where hurt more, was it the way Porsche brutally fucked him, or the way he played with fresh wounds on Kinn’s back? “Been waiting so long for this. Don’t think I’ll last long.” Porsche groaned into his ear again, he sounded like a wild animal, which wasn’t that different from what he was doing to Kinn now. At some point Kinn blacked out, when he opened his eyes back, Porsche wasn’t fucking him anymore, Kinn felt dirty, every inch of him felt dirty, and everything hurt.
“Hmm, you’ll stay dirty like this. Maybe I’ll have another go before going to sleep. And I don’t care if you’re cold, Kinn.” Porsche coldly said and Kinn felt him getting up from the bed. Once again Kinn didn’t say anything back. Like Porsche said, this was his new life, he better get used to it. Kinn hated it, he wished he was dead.
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3 days Porsche kept him chained to the bed, he only went to the bathroom when Porsche allowed and Porsche bathed him, he tried to fed him but Kinn didn’t eat a lot. He also let Porsche do whatever he wanted, and how long he wanted it. After first 2 days cold didn’t bother Kinn a lot, Kinn actually started to like how it kind of made him numb after a point, and he enjoyed that the coldness occupied his mind, it was better than thinking what was his husband doing to him or what his father did. Kinn felt lost though, he wasn’t sure how to act around Porsche or what to even call him now, it was like that little progress they did with each other was gone. Kinn wondered why didn’t Porsche say anything sooner about being his owner, if Porsche had that paper with him ever since they left the central city. Porsche was just toying with him, he probably waited until he was bored with the others that he owned. Kinn hated it, he hated Porsche, he hated those people Porsche’s been with, and most importantly he hated himself. This was all Kinn’s fault. He was a bad son, a bad prince, a bad brother and now a bad husband. Kinn also felt like he was a bad slave as well. He was just so damn alone in here. Porsche uncuffed him at day 3 but he behaved like Kinn wasn’t allowed to leave their room so Kinn didn’t. Where would he go anyways, he wasn’t allowed to see Big, he knew Pete was busy with Lord Vegas, and there was nobody else to talk to around here. All this loneliness made Kinn turn inward, he was certain that Porsche coming in whenever he wanted and taking whatever he wanted didn't help with his mood, but Kinn just took it all. Kinn thought the sex between spouses were normal and he thought about bottoming for his future husband but this wasn't it. Everything in his life went sideways, everything felt wrong and Kinn wanted to rip his skin out, feeling his mind slipping away. But of course he didn't hurt himself because Porsche told him that he was the only one to get Kinn hurt. And that one was for sure an order. Kinn didn't talk a lot with Porsche, he didn't want to, it wasn't because he blamed Porsche, it's just he really believed for a second that they could be somewhat of a real married couple one day. Kinn was still naive, like Porsche suggested Kinn was living in a dreamland, even though he had been hurt before even though he fought battles and faced death, Kinn still believed the good things could come too, he was so naive. A failure, that’s what Kinn was for everybody he met. No wonder why he wasn’t loved, he wasn’t good for anything. Alone in their room for god knows how many days, Kinn was slowly losing his mind and it didn’t bother him. He rather to lose his mind instead of remembering these feelings. Instead of feeling Porsche’s cock fucking into him while he just lay there, instead of feeling Porsche’s knife cutting through just for his twisted fun, it was better to lose his mind. So Kinn began to imagine, he would think that he liked this and that Porsche cared and maybe even loved him as his husband and that he was gentle, Kinn would just dream that these were good memories instead of journals of a slave but then Porsche’s new cut would wake him up from it, making it all real once more. Kinn sometimes wondered if he enjoyed bottoming because often Porsche would hit a place that would feel too good too suddenly, it’s just Kinn never let himself enjoy that, he was scared of getting too hard, scared of Porsche noticing it, he wasn’t sure if Porsche would allow his pleasure, it never seemed like Porsche cared but then again why would he? Porsche had plenty of slaves and Kinn was just one of them. Kinn wondered if Porsche would send him to one of those dirty places to live with his other slaves once he was bored with Kinn. All of his thoughts only made Kinn more silent, Kinn felt like if he talked he would do something wrong or say something wrong, some days he didn’t care and he wanted to fight Porsche but as soon as his eyes landed on the Lord, Kinn would become pliant. Porsche hurt him but also Porsche always took care of his wounds, when Kinn wasn’t on his stomach he would just watch Porsche put the strong healing solution on his wounds, while humming something calming, it would make Kinn sleepy but Kinn wouldn’t tear his eyes from Porsche, like he wasn’t sure if he wanted Porsche to disappear from his life or to never disappear from his life. Pete came to visit him once, it was after the first week, Porsche get him into the room and said, See, I told you he wasn’t feeling well, The Prince is alive and still here. Then Porsche took Pete out, Kinn didn’t say anything just watched them. If Porsche said he was sick to the others that was fine by Kinn, he felt sick anyways. They were now having dinner, Porsche allowed him eat on his own now, Kinn wasn’t sure what to think of that, he was just playing with his food as usual, he could feel Porsche’s gaze on him. “I know you don’t like the meat, at least you like breakfast. Pancakes, tea and all of that. Should I made them prepare pasta for you, maybe salad too? Or more breakfast?” Porsche asked, his voice was soft and even cheerful. Kinn wasn’t sure what to respond, Porsche paid a lot of attention to him apparently. “Whatever you want me to eat.” Kinn said, he quickly glanced at Porsche and get back at playing with his food.
“Come on now, Kinn. You’re raised as a Prince, you’re a Prince. I’m sure it shouldn’t be this easy to break you. What if I was an enemy of yours?” Kinn had no idea what Porsche wanted him to say or what he should be responding. “You’re not an enemy. An enemy wouldn’t be able to get..” Kinn stopped to control his rage.
“You’re my husband. And my rightful owner. I’m just being what you want.” Kinn talked calmly not letting his emotions get on his way.
“Which is?” Porsche asked eyebrows raised. “A slave.” Kinn stated while shrugging his shoulders.
“Don’t go easy on me. I know you hate me.” Porsche said like this was fun for him, so what, he wanted Kinn to fight him?
“I don’t hate you, my Lord.” Kinn bowed his head, and then he raised his head enough to look at Porsche’s eyes with a piercing gaze. “If you say to finish my meal, I will.” Kinn’s eyes didn’t leave Porsche’s, he was challenging Porsche to become what he was, Kinn’s owner, something he wanted and something that was given to him. He bowed again knowing Porsche didn’t like it.
“God! You know you’re impossible, right? I’m trying to find some middle ground here, Kinn. Why can’t you help me? Are you enjoying just being my plaything?” Porsche asked raising his voice, he was angrily staring at Kinn. Kinn refused to say anything he didn’t even looked at Porsche, most of the times he would try to give Porsche what he wanted but tonight he wanted to see what would happen. What Kinn was doing a confirmation on Porsche’s question, which they both knew would be a lie. Kinn could feel how angry he made Porsche. Porsche got up angrily he throw one last look on Kinn and then he was gone. Kinn knew he should be relieved that Porsche was gone, it wasn’t like Porsche hurt him every night but him being gone meant he wasn’t gonna hurt him tonight, and yet Kinn felt uneasy. He felt all of his thoughts crawling back into his mind about how incompetent he actually was. He kept failing being a good slave to his husband, driving him away just like everyone else in his life. This was it, Kinn didn’t even deserve to be alive, he was so useless, Porsche for sure would send him to live with the others now, he wouldn’t touch Kinn ever again, he finally made Porsche hate him too. First it was Tawan that saw how awful Kinn was, then it was his dad maybe even his brothers, and now it was Porsche who realized it. Kinn was so damn useless. That night he waited Porsche to come back with the last hope he had, but Porsche didn’t. Kinn was certain where he was, Porsche was probably having fun with his girl toys, Kinn felt sick, even though he didn’t have anything to eat he felt like throwing up. He got up locked the door, he strip himself to his underwear, and then Kinn sat down on the far corner of the room, it was cold, but Kinn didn’t mind it, coldness was his friend now. He pulled his knees to his chest made himself small as possible, this was what he deserved. Porsche wasn’t sure what to feel, sure he wanted Kinn sure he finally had Kinn, and for sure he convinced himself that this was how he wanted Kinn, how he enjoyed Kinn. In reality that Porsche scared to admit to himself, he didn’t like how things turned out. He was just so angry at Kinn after learning what he was trying to do with Big, he just felt like he needed to force Kinn to be what Porsche wanted, to give Porsche what he wanted. Even though Porsche always felt different about Kinn, he always said to himself that only thing he wanted from the Prince was to fuck him, to own his body. Apparently it wasn’t nowhere near enough. It was so scary to feel somethings and Porsche was so used to not feeling at all. He let his little brother fall apart from him, he let Chay become distant, just because it was so much easier to be like this. So why was Porsche feeling like he could throw it all out just to hear Kinn picking up on him again, Porsche was aware that they were getting better until Porsche got mad and scared. Because what would Porsche do if Kinn felt something for Big, something real, something that Porsche would deny giving him. At the end every time Porsche’s eyes landed on Kinn, spread out on his bed, he would simply decide not to lose Kinn. Even if it meant to hurt him, to force him, at least this way The Prince would have no option but Porsche. Porsche still tried though, he tried to make Kinn understand, he tried to offer him some sort of deal where he wouldn’t have to feel like a total slave to Porsche, and Porsche did wanted to think Kinn like that but he just couldn’t because there was no way his royal handsome Prince could be just a slave to Porsche. Kinn was stubborn, strong, witty but as soon as Kinn learn about the deal between him and the King, it was like he surrendered, which surprised Porsche. He was almost certain that Kinn was gonna be hard to convince but King worked well on his kids, Kinn didn’t fight him after seeing his dad’s seal and signature. For the past weeks Porsche tried to convince himself that he could be settled with this life. That at least he get to have Prince’s body, he get to cut him, watch him, sometimes even hug, most of the time Kinn felt pliant, Porsche disliked it. He also didn't like how Kinn never really seemed into him, not even once Porsche get to pleasure him, not that he tried to. Porsche left one night, it was one of the rare nights that Kinn talked back to him but Kinn new how to play his parts, how to push Porsche’s buttons, so Porsche left he didn’t really think over it. Actually he was sure that Prince probably enjoyed being left alone for once. It was near two days since he last saw Kinn, Porsche just wanted him to get back to his old self a little, and if Prince needed time for that he could have it. He saw one of the maids making his way towards him with Big next to her, Porsche wondered what got Big all worried this much. “My Lord, I know you said not to disturb you but Erica here says that Prince Kinn refused to take food for the last two days. I know I’m not allowed near the Prince but I’m concerned about him.” Big bowed his head, and kept bowing while he talked, he was apparently very concerned about Kinn but Porsche wasn’t. “Maybe he just left the room to see Pete or whatever.” Porsche dismissively said.
“I’m afraid The Prince locked himself in to your room, my Lord.” Erica said this time, Porsche turned his head towards her quickly.
“WHAT? Why the hell was I not notified of that before? HUH?” Porsche yelled walking towards her. Big stepped in front of him, “My Lord, just check Prince Kinn.” Big pleaded, Porsche pushed him away and started to walk towards his room, he had a spare key in his pocket because sometimes he locked Kinn in. Porsche wondered what the hell was Kinn trying to do. Porsche quickly arrived his door, he unlocked it, the room was dark, all the curtains were pulled, it felt cold like no one was in here, an odd panic filled Porsche’s being. Was this worry? Porsche couldn’t remember worrying for anyone but his brother but right now, he was scared of finding Kinn dead in his room. At first Porsche couldn’t even see Kinn, then his eyes located him like he was the one who put Kinn there. Kinn was at the corner of the room, he was pretty much naked and still, he looked too damn still, Porsche slowly approached him, he put his hand on Kinn’s cold shoulder. Kinn was so cold, he was freezing. Porsche didn’t get to see his face, Kinn had his knees pulled and had his arms on his knees, his head was buried there, like he wanted to disappear. The only thing kept Porsche calm was Kinn’s slow breaths. “Kinn?” Porsche’s voice was a little shaky. Kinn slowly raised his head to look at him, was he crying?
“Are you gonna send me away too?” Kinn asked, he looked small like this, he was almost purple, Porsche wondered how long he was staying here like this.
“I don’t think I can live with others.” Kinn whispered, he looked sick, his eyes were shining with tears. Porsche had no idea what he was talking about. “What’re you even talking about? Sending you to live where?” Porsche asked, he went down on his knees next to Kinn, he put his arm on Kinn’s shoulder, just trying to warm him up a little. Suddenly Kinn looked more out of it and then his eyes closed, he fall on Porsche’s arms, losing his consciousness. Porsche grabbed his limp body and made a run for the doctors room in the castle. Porsche had to punish him so hard, if Kinn died on him like this, right? First thing Kinn felt was warmness, next thing he did was Porsche. Kinn knew very well how Porsche smelled and how his skin felt next to his, Kinn knew it a little too well for his liking but he never minded the skin contact between them, not that he would ever let Porsche know that. Last think he remembered was being so cold and that awful feeling of not being enough for anyone, not being useful and being scared of getting tossed away once more. His dad send him away, his brothers made no contact, and now Porsche was gonna send him away too. Kinn didn’t wanna open his eyes, he wasn’t sure why Porsche was next to him, shouldn’t he be taking his sweet times with his girls? Why was he next to Kinn? Then Kinn realized there were also others in the room, was that Pete’s voice? Kinn felt like he wasn’t in Porsche’s room. He couldn’t remember what had happen, all he remembered was he wanted this feeling to end, and cold kinda made him feel better about everything that was happening. Kinn slowly opened his eyes, looking around the room with tired eyes, Pete got up to his feet quickly after seeing Kinn move his head to look around.
“Kinn!” Pete yelled getting next to Kinn. The only times Pete didn’t use his titles were when he was really worried about Kinn so much. Kinn felt bad that he made Pete worried this much.
“How’re you feeling? I already notified Chan, if needed I’ll take you back to the center.” Pete seriously said, not caring about both Porsche and Lord Vegas being in the room. Kinn saw on the corner of his eye that Porsche was about to say something to Pete but then Lord Vegas beat him to it,
“Who’s taking who where, Pete? This is Kinn’s home now, and he’s not going anywhere.” Vegas annoyedly said, Pete throw him an angry look.
“Prince’s not your prisoner. Look how unhealthy he become.” Pete said walking towards Vegas angrily, and to Kinn’s surprise Vegas actually looked slightly frightened by Pete's anger. “Don’t fight. It’s for Kinn to decide.” Porsche said next to him, shocking Kinn, it wasn’t like Kinn actually had a say in this.
“I’m okay, Pete. Sorry to worry you but I’ll be fine.” Kinn said and he send a small smile at Pete, trying to reassure him somehow. “You’ve been sleeping for 2 days, Porsche and I waited for whole day yesterday for your temperature to drop, you call this fine?” Pete asked him with his kind voice. Kinn didn’t know he had fever, and did Pete said he and Porsche waited together for him? What was Porsche trying to do exactly? What did he really wanted from Kinn, what more Kinn could give him? “He said he’s better now, Pete. Let’s just go, yeah?” Vegas talked behind Pete, he wrapped his arm around Pete’s waist, already trying to pull him out of the room. Kinn smiled and gestured Pete to leave with Vegas, he felt good now. “I promise I’ll let you know if I feel bad again.” Kinn said after seeing how Pete didn’t want to leave his side, Pete nodded, finally turning his back on Kinn to leave but then Kinn didn’t want Vegas to have it this easy,
“Pete!” Kinn yelled behind them, Pete turned around fast, looking at Kinn.
“Did you know Lord Vegas called me a slut. He also twisted my leg and hurt my shoulder.” Kinn let the words slip out of his mouth quickly. He saw various of emotions going through on Pete’s face, he could also see the scared face of Lord Vegas. “My Prince, sorry that Lord Vegas thought he could touch you let alone hurting you and calling you slurs.” Pete bowed and pulled Vegas with him out of the room harshly. Kinn breathed out, it felt good to do Lord Vegas dirty like that. Although suddenly Kinn wasn’t sure what would Porsche think of that, after all Vegas was someone he respected a lot. Maybe this wasn’t something Kinn was allowed to do. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to.” Kinn said to Porsche, not meeting his eyes and looking down on the duvet they had on.
“Ohh but I think you did.” Porsche said cheerfully? Kinn raised his eyes to look at him and Porsche laughed.
“Ohh man! Vegas’ face was so hilarious.” Porsche laughed once more, Kinn never heard him genuinely laughing before, he kind of enjoyed how it sounded, it was so different from Porsche's dark and emotionless laughs. Porsche looked so carefree for once and Kinn couldn’t look away. “Why would you say sorry for that? This is who you’re Kinn. I never said change, I never wanted you to change.” Porsche said shrugging his shoulders, there was still a small smile hanging on his lips. There was no way Kinn could believe Porsche now. He was certain that Porsche wanted something from him, he wasn’t gonna allow himself to get relaxed next to the Lord.
“Why’re you even here? Why aren’t you with your girls?” Kinn asked, he didn’t wanna hear Porsche’s reasons but he also had to ask it. “Are you.. are you gonna send me away?” Kinn asked when Porsche didn’t answer for a while, his voice was low. Kinn closed his eyes tightly, he felt like if he kept his eyes closed maybe then the answer wouldn’t hurt too much.
“Send you where Kinn?” Porsche asked getting closer to Kinn, he could feel Porsche’s hot breath on his right cheek. “I don’t know, to live with others?” Kinn asked, his voice cracked a little, this shouldn’t have hurt this much but Kinn never lived with others, he always had his space, even with Porsche he had enough space for himself. “What others?” Porsche asked, if he didn’t sounded like he genuinely didn’t understand it, Kinn would begin to think he was mocking him.
“Your other slaves.” this time Kinn’s voice was steady but his eyes were shut tightly once more. “Why would I even do that?” Porsche asked like the thought was too foreign for him, like it never even occur to him to do something like that.
“You won’t?” Kinn asked, finally opening his eyes and looking at Porsche hopefully. Porsche shook his head, watching Kinn carefully. “Is that why you tried to get yourself this sick?” Porsche asked. Kinn frowned, why all of a sudden Porsche tried to act like he cared?
“Why’re you even here? Go to your girls.” Kinn said stubbornly.
“I’m where I want to be.” Porsche said it like what he said was easy, like it wasn’t the most complicated thing he ever said to Kinn. “I wasn’t with anyone, not that I have to let you know.” Porsche gotten away from him. Kinn chuckled.
“Why would you, I’m your slave.”
“You’re my husband.” Porsche said quickly right after Kinn, he was now looking at Kinn, once again he was close to Kinn’s face. Kinn’s eyes went down on his lips, suddenly wondering how it would feel to kiss Porsche. “I don’t know what you want from me, Porsche.” Kinn whispered, looking deep into Porsche’s eyes.
“I want you. I don’t care if you don’t want me, I don’t care if you like to act like a real slave and be pliant for the rest of our lives, I don’t care if you get yourself sick, I don’t care if you want to lose your personality. I just want you, Kinn. I’ll take what I can. As long as you’re mine, I’ll be satisfied.” Porsche grabbed handful of Kinn’s hair and pulled it roughly, exposing Kinn’s neck, and then he bit Kinn, for once it wasn’t really painful but more like playful. “Are you crazy?” Kinn asked, his eyes were fluttering shut, Porsche's lips and tongue felt so good on his neck.
“I am. I’m crazy about you. I know you hate me, I know you don’t find me attractive at all. All I have left to have is your body, so I take it, Kinn.” Porsche was a twisted man with twisted thoughts in his head, and yet his mouth felt so good on Kinn’s body when it wasn’t used to hurt him. “When.. when.. ahh.. did I say, I don’t find you attractive?” Kinn finally managed to get the words out, he was too horny to speak right now. It made Porsche froze, Kinn’s eyes turn to him, Porsche was watching him carefully, he looked confused.
“You do?” this was the first time Lord Porsche sounded insecure. “To be honest, I feel like I can even enjoy being under you but you make it so hard to enjoy it for me. All the cuts and your brutality.” Kinn sighed.
“That’s how I like it.” Porsche said with such confidence, Kinn almost believed him.
“Really?” Kinn asked. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Porsche asked looking genuinely surprised. Kinn wasn’t sure whether to tell him or not, he decided to tell Porsche instead of his better judgement.
“It’s just, didn’t you ever notice how long you take to come when you’re like a wild animal? You seem to enjoy yourself more when you’re tired and more touching, when you’re slower.” Kinn carefully watched Porsche’s reaction, he was slightly scared of what would Porsche do if he didn’t like what he heard. Porsche was frowning, like he didn’t wanna believe what Kinn just said. “I don’t think so.” Porsche coldly said.
“It’s just an observation, Porsche. I don’t mean anything by it.” Kinn’s voice was also cold. He was annoyed, every time it felt they might make progress, it somehow went backwards. “I thought you liked twinks, that you need some cute boy under you to get you going.” Porsche changed the topic quickly, Kinn didn’t mind it, he didn’t care if Porsche wasn’t ready to deal with his own self yet.
“Do you enjoy, me owning you that much you started to find me attractive?” Porsche continued. “You don’t know me.” Kinn just said, he didn’t wanna indulge Porsche's thoughts about him.
“Do you really think you can enjoy it? You always seem so uncomfortable.” Porsche’s voice was softer this time, Kinn almost believed he actually cared. “Why never stop then?” Kinn asked boldly.
“Why should I?” Porsche asked back quickly, raising his chin.
“Yeah, why should you?” Kinn said tiredly this time. This thing with Porsche was tiring, he sighed. Porsche looked guilty.
“I… I want you to enjoy yourself, husband.” Porsche said almost quietly.
“I can find some cute boys for you but you don’t get to see their faces, you can just fuck them.” Porsche contuined shrugging his shoulders, it felt like Porsche didn’t listen to him at all. And now he was offering him some boys, so Kinn was supposed to be doing what he does at their dungeons, fuck some sex slave, Kinn disliked that so much, even the thought bothered him. “Are you out of your fucking mind? I’m not gonna fuck some slave boy just because I’m horny.” Kinn pretty much yelled at him.
“But you were about to fuck Big!” Porsche yelled back angrily. “So? I liked Big! Unlike you, I need to like the person I’m gonna fuck.” Kinn yelled once more, hitting Porsche on the chest harshly, he hated him so much it hurt. Kinn hated him because he liked the bastard, he wanted somewhat of a real marriage and someone to care for him, he hated because Porsche wasn’t willing to give him nothing that mattered. So Kinn kept hitting his chest, there were tears on his eyes, he wasn’t sure why he was crying but it wasn’t surprising he had all the reasons to cry. “I HATE YOU!” Kinn yelled and kept hitting, Porsche let him, until he stopped him and hugged Kinn, it felt warm and felt safe, which made Kinn cry even harder.
“Kinn.” Porsche calmly said after a while, he was caressing Kinn’s hair slowly trying to calm him down. Kinn didn’t say anything. “You’re different. You were never like one of my slaves. I’ve never thought of you like one of them. They never get to touch me, and I never want to touch them. It’s different with you.” Porsche’s arms around him got tighter, like it was hard for him to confess these things. Kinn raised his head to look at Porsche to see Porsche’s handsome face. Kinn slowly raised his hand to put it on Porsche’s cheek, he slowly caressed Porsche’s cheek and then his lips, Porsche let him do it.
“Is it okay if I touch?” Kinn asked, still intensely watching Porsche. Porsche closed his eyes, he looked touch starved for some reason, no, Porsche looked love starved, Kinn could recognize that look anywhere, that's what he saw in front of the mirror most of the time. “I would like to get to know you, if you like to tell me about yourself.” Kinn whispered, his hand still softly touching Porsche’s face, while Porsche just leaned into his touch like a cat. Porsche opened his eyes to look at Kinn, it was more like he wanted to see if Kinn actually meant it. “Give me some time. I’m not good at controlling myself or my emotions around you.” Porsche talked calmly, Kinn believed him.
“I really wanna make things enjoyable for you. I just never bothered to satisfy any of the boys I had.” Porsche said without looking at Kinn. “Surprising.. I bet you satisfied your girls.” Kinn mockingly said, he pulled himself away from Porsche. He hated thinking Porsche with girls.
“Well, I satisfied them. If you want, you can bring me one of the boys you offered and I can show you how it’s done.” Kinn wasn’t sure where this boldness suddenly came but seeing the angry expression on Porsche’s face satisfied him so much. “No damn way!” Porsche quickly said, he was already pulling Kinn back to his embrace.
“Let’s start with something simple then.” Porsche’s hand travelled around Kinn’s body until it stopped when it reached his pyjama bottoms. Porsche’s other hand softly turned Kinn’s face to himself, their faces were so close, and Kinn was already breathing rapidly. “May I?” Porsche whispered to his ear, his breath was so hot, Kinn thought he might pass out. Ever since he woken up everything confused him and now this made his head even more messed up but in some twisted fucked up way, Kinn wanted Porsche, it was probably one of the most unhealthy things the Prince could want but he just did, maybe it was to prove a point to The King, maybe it was because of something else, didn’t matter. Kinn nodded eagerly. Porsche put his hand inside of his underwear, touching Kinn’s already hard cock, Kinn had been waiting so long to come, even this little touch made him feel both relaxed and on fire. Then without any warning Porsche’s other arm wrapped around his neck, and Porsche pulled his head in for an open mouthed kiss. Kinn just moaned so loudly, he didn’t expect Porsche to kiss him but Porsche was kissing him. It felt like Porsche’s tongue wanted to went down his throat. All Kinn felt was how Porsche tasted, he enjoyed it, and more he enjoyed more he moaned for Porsche. “Can you come like this? Just from kissing me.” Porsche pulled back to speak but Kinn was already chasing Porsche’s mouth with his.
“Please!” Kinn just said after seeing Porsche wanted an answer before getting back to kissing him. “So sweet for me, like this.” Porsche mumbled before taking Kinn’s mouth hostage again, it was all tongue and teeth, the best kiss Kinn ever had. Kinn felt like he was in pleasure land with Porsche’s mouth on his like this. Porsche’s hand started to jerk him off faster. Kinn let go, releasing himself on Porsche's hand, and collapsing on Porsche's chest quickly afterwards. “Good?” Porsche asked with a smirk, while wiping his hand to the towel next to him. Kinn just nodded, there was small smile on his face, for the first time at this cold land he felt genuinely warm.
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They had fallen into some sort of a pattern, it wasn’t exactly something Kinn enjoyed a lot but it was better than before. At least now, Porsche wasn’t always too rough on him or didn’t cut him a lot, didn’t make Kinn bleed too much. It was definitely for the better but then again it wasn’t enough for Kinn. Kinn wanted to get to know Porsche, sometimes he would catch this look on Porsche’s face, he would look troubled, almost in pain, sometimes he would look so shallow like there wasn’t anything behind his eyes, no feelings, no soul, just nothing. Kinn refused to believe that, he was almost certain this was some sort of a mask just like the ones he created for his father, for his empire. Kinn believed Porsche did the same for his own reason. Just by looking at Vegas, Kinn could tell couple of Porsche’s reasons to be the way that he was. Kinn wanted more, it had been sometime since Porsche told him he could share more with Kinn, he never did though. Porsche wouldn’t even allow Kinn to ask anything too personal, he would avoid the question or revert it, he would even run for real sometimes. Kinn knew Porsche tried so hard with him, that he was trying to be at least more kind towards Kinn, as much as he could be. Porsche often failed miserably but Kinn never held it against him. Kinn just wanted to get to know his husband better and he wasn't gonna let Porsche himself get in the way of it. Kinn was getting tired though, doing this dance with Porsche and not getting anywhere started to get to him. And he was once again so damn lonely. Pete was spending all of his time with Vegas and for the first time Pete looked so happy. Kinn couldn’t bring himself to cut Pete’s time with Vegas short just because he was lonely. Sometimes Ken would try to make small talk or entertain him but he wasn’t really good at it. And Porsche quickly realized how moody Kinn would get after spending some time with Ken, it was because Ken liked to talk about Porsche’s slaves, and Kinn hated about hearing them. After couple of more accidents, Ken wasn’t allowed to have small talk with the Prince. Chan keep coming to his monthly visits, everyone would become loving and warming, it sickened Kinn. So he didn’t bother hiding how unhappy he just was sometimes. Kinn didn’t care what would the King think. If King had any problems he should’ve thought of those before basically selling his son. Chan asked him something interesting during his last visit though, he asked if Kinn didn’t wanna know how his brothers were doing. Kinn didn’t answer him for a long time, then Porsche intervened saying, they're getting all the news from Pete. Kinn felt relieved, he was troubled so much thinking about his brothers. Kinn felt abandoned by them too. … “How much more you’re gonna avoid talking to me about yourself?” Kinn asked, he was so tired from trying to reach out to Porsche, and unfortunately he got nothing else to do.
“I talk to you about myself all the time. By now you know all about north and our businesses. You’re the only person who know about me this much.” Porsche said with a shrug. It was a lazy afternoon, and they were just lying down naked, it was one of those rare sunny days, the small sunshine hit on Porsche’s silhouette on the bed. Kinn enjoyed watching Porsche. Something he discovered long time ago, something he had trouble admitting to himself, simply because it calmed Kinn in a way nothing ever did. Very rarely he would touch Porsche’s face, a slight touch of his fingertips on Porsche’s cheek or chin. Sometimes Porsche would let him, not reacting anything, sometimes he would look too surprised to realized someone was touching him this way, and as soon as his eyes landed on Kinn, he would let Kinn touch him, even lean on the touch, like it grounded him, just like the way it would ground Kinn. And very rarely Porsche would push his hand, slap it even, and then he would fuck Kinn roughly, like it was some sort of a punishment for thinking Kinn could touch him like this. No matter what Kinn never stopped himself from doing it whenever he felt like it, which in the long run, Kinn was certain it surprised Porsche more. “You know what I mean.” Kinn frowned, he hated when Porsche did this.
“There’s nothing to tell.” Porsche dismissed it once more.
“There’s a lot to tell, and I hear it from around the castle but I wanna hear it from you.” “What’d you hear?” Porsche asked looking slightly interested.
“I know you were raised by Vegas and you’re not close with your younger brother.” Kinn said before thinking too much on it, hoping they could get somewhere this time. Porsche frowned for a second but then he smirked. “Nevermind about these things, Kinn. They’re not your concern. As a slave, don’t you think you should know your limits?” Porsche voice was almost soft, like he wanted his words to hurt more. Kinn hated to be reminded of that. Porsche did treat him a lot better, at least he wasn’t getting cuffed anywhere anymore, and even that was enough sometimes. “Of course, my Lord. What else I am good for but to warm your bed and cock?” Kinn huffed angrily.
“Exactly.” Porsche looked amused.
“I like it when you know yourself.” Porsche added, even his eyes shine with mischievousness. Porsche was busy with trying to read the book Kinn recommended him. At first Porsche wasn’t interested in the book but after hearing he had talked with Big hours about it, suddenly Porsche was trying to read it. “Porsche..” Kinn said slowly, he wasn’t sure how to ask it but it felt like Porsche was in a good mood today.
“Hmm?” Porsche asked not tearing his eyes from the book he was clutching. “I.. I wanna ask you something… kind of I want something from you but you can’t be angry about it. You need to listen to my reasons first.” Kinn’s voice wasn’t confident but then again it was better this way.
“What do you want? You know I’ll let you have anything you want. You can be my slave in here, in this room, but you’re my husband everywhere.” Porsche said offering a half genuine smile to Kinn. “I want Big back.” Kinn quickly let the words slip out of his mouth. He was bored enough to take this risk of asking Porsche this. Kinn wasn’t scared of Porsche sending him away anymore. After some thought Kinn realized that Porsche must’ve needed his title as the prince to keep up his appearances, he wouldn't risk it, therefore he couldn't treat Kinn like a real slave in front of others. And Porsche never did so there was also that. “You what?” Porsche yelled, the calmness disappearing from his face all together.
“Are you trying to get me mad or make me hurt you?” Porsche kept yelling, he threw the book and got dangerously close to Kinn’s face, his angry eyes were watching Kinn. “I told you to listen first, Porsche!” Kinn said back annoyed. He knew Porsche would lose his shit over this but he needed a distraction because more he stayed in his head, more Kinn started to feel like he was getting attached to Porsche. Kinn didn’t want that, he knew what sort of person Porsche was but no matter what his eyes kept going back to the savage lord. To protect his heart and left over sanity Kinn had to step up and do something about it. That something was getting Big back. “No. The answer is, no. You can’t have Big back. I won’t allow it.”
“Big’s my friend. Could you stop being a possessive jerk and bring him back?” Kinn yelled, at least Porsche could do after everything was this.
“No! And it’s final.” Porsche yelled back. “What’re you scared of?”
“I’m not scared of anything, stop talking about this already, Kinn!” Porsche warned.
“Are you jealous?” Kinn asked unsure. Porsche jumped on him, he locked Kinn’s hands between his legs and pushed Kinn onto bed with so much force. “You can’t talk to me like that. Who do you think you are, huh?” Porsche asked grabbing Kinn’s face forcefully, Kinn pushed his head to get rid of Porsche’s hand. Porsche quickly turned Kinn facedown on the bed. For the first time, ever since Kinn became Porsche’s slave, he pushed Porsche and didn’t allow him to touch further. “I want Big back!” Kinn stubbornly said. Making Porsche stare at him like a wild animal.
“Turn your back and be a good slave to your husband. There’s nothing else for you.” Porsche said, now his hands were grabbing Kinn’s arms, he painfully squeezed Kinn, hard enough to bruise. “I won’t do it. You won’t have your way with me. Not until you cuff me and force me. I won’t do it willingly for you anymore. All this time I was just going easy on you Porsche.” Kinn daringly looked at Porsche. He could always fight with Porsche, not let him do anything but it felt like his time away from the King started to change Kinn. The only reason he let Porsche was because of his loyalty to his father and their traditions, it didn't feel right anymore. “You’ll deny me because of Big?” Porsche asked, he looked furious.
“Not because of Big, it’s because of you.” Kinn said while pushing Porsche off of himself. Porsche tried to get on top of him again but Kinn managed to push him once more. At last Porsche chuckled and pulled back a little. “Why would I be jealous of you, Kinn? Who would be jealous because of you? Hmm? Who could care that much about you?” Porsche’s voice was calm, he raised is hand and caressed Kinn’s cheek like he was saying something nice to him. Every word that left Porsche’s mouth, hurt. The worst thing was Kinn knew Porsche meant it, he also knew Porsche was right. “You’re so pathetic, who could like you, let alone love you? You think I would be interested in you, if you weren’t given to me? You’re damaged goods with the perfect background. Only reason I accepted you was because you’re a prince.” Porsche kept talking with that soft soothing voice, he kept his hand on Kinn’s cheek. Kinn felt the tears burning his eyes. All this time Kinn wondered the reason, even though he knew, it was still so painful to hear what he was to Porsche. “I don’t need to fuck you all the time. I’ve other slaves. I’ve quite the willing ones as well. So I’ll be leaving, I’ll come back whenever I feel like it. If you still give me hard time I’ll cuff you to bed. It’s no big deal Kinn. Big’s on a job, he’ll be back in couple of days. I’ll send him to you. I felt like I still want you, that’s why I said no before but now, I think I had enough of you. I don’t want you to catch any feelings, just know your place.” Porsche put a small kiss on Kinn’s now wet cheek, then he got up, he wore his clothes slowly and then he left the room, leaving Kinn alone. He deceived Kinn, he made Kinn feel like there was hope for them but there wasn't. Kinn wasn’t a person, he never was, he always had a title with him, everyone expected something from him. Everyone used him to their interest. Porsche wasn’t different. Porsche’s words reminded Kinn his father. The King kept yelling how stupid Kinn was because he believed Tawan could love him. King told him, you’re nothing but your title, Kinn, you’re just a pathetic, spoiled prince, who would really love you? Now Porsche was gonna allow him to see Big. Simply because he was bored of Kinn. He had enough of Kinn. It hurt so much but it wasn’t anything Kinn hadn’t expected. Everyone had let him down, why would Porsche be any different? “You look in a mood.” Vegas said, he managed to find Porsche at his hidden corner of the castle.
“Just resting.” Porsche shrugged his shoulders, his head was a mess. Just couple days ago he was so happy, he even started to read the book Kinn told him to read, it was boring at first but Porsche endured it knowing Kinn enjoyed it, he wanted to share more with the stubborn Prince, he wanted have common things to share like Kinn did with Big. “Mm, I’ve been told that you’re not going back to your room. You’ve been occupying the guest room on the west ring, the one that no one would know unless they know. You’re having problems with Kinn.” Vegas looked amused, Porsche guessed that he would enjoy the drama. “It’s.. it’s hard to share stuff about yourself with someone. I don’t wanna do it.” Porsche shrugged again.
“That doesn’t explain why the Prince spends all of his time with Big since he returned.”
“Is there anything you don’t know?” Porsche asked, Vegas rolled his eyes. “Letting Big talk to Kinn again is a right decision but it doesn’t explain your mood. Unless, did you ask Kinn to pick one of you and he went for Big?” Vegas asked chuckling, he was having fun.
“I’m sure Kinn hates me for real now. He’ll probably hate me for the rest of our lives. Do you remember how we studied him couple years ago, learned all about his weaknesses? I used them to hurt him, knowing the damage it’s gonna cause. I.. I..” Porsche sighed, he couldn’t even say it out loud. “You want more with the Prince.” Vegas said it for him, it would make sense that Vegas would understand him, still Porsche didn’t wanna accept any of this. And he certainly didn’t wanna keep thinking about the Prince.
“Hey! It’s okay to want more, Porsche. Don’t stress about it.” Vegas offered him a huge smile, and pinched his shoulder lightly. “You taught me that all the feelings are weakness. What’re you trying to say now?” Porsche asked without raising his voice. He could clearly see the changes with in Vegas and his best guess was Pete.
“Maybe after all this time I found someone worth enough to crack down my shitty lifestyle. I know what I teach you. You know we need to be in a certain way in order to survive The North. I never meant you to hurt yourself because of it though.” “You’re changing. Do you really like Pete that much?” Porsche asked, Vegas smiled shyly this time, it was the first time Porsche ever seen him like this. It was weird.
“I’m happy for you Vegas. You’re already, what, 45 years old? It’s never too late for love, right?” Porsche mocked him and earned himself a slap from the back of his head. They both chuckled, it had been long time since they had talked like this. “Why’re you giving the Prince hard time? It’s no secret from me that you like him. Why make him suffer? Does he not like you back?” Vegas asked. Porsche could see he was really interested.
“Why did you say that it was a good decision to let Big talk to him again?” Porsche asked, not bothering to answer Vegas’ question. “Ohh, that.. Okay, but you need to promise not to tell Pete.” Vegas seriously said, Porsche held back his laughs hardly but he nodded.
“Promise I won’t. I know you’re scared of the protector.” Porsche said with a chuckle, Vegas hit his head again but then Vegas was serious again. “I think you might even owe Big a thank you. Pete was certain that the Prince would try to run away or find a way back to the central. Pete said that probably the only reason Kinn managed to endure his first shitty days here was because of Big. Pete cares about Kinn deeply. I can see his love for Kinn. So please don’t screw it up with Kinn. Pete wouldn’t stay for me, if something happened and Kinn left.”
“Kinn won’t leave! Ever!” Porsche quickly said gritting his teeth. “Prince is powerful, Porsche. If he wanted to leave I don’t think we could held him. Can’t you just be nicer to him?”
“What difference would that make? He’s only here because he has to be. It’s not like Kinn married me because he wanted it. And let me tell you I’ve been making a mess of myself every step of the way.” Porsche closed his eyes, remembering their first time and how he kid himself believing it could ever be enough. “I.. I can’t like him back.”
“Back?” Vegas asked quickly, he raised his eyebrows.
“What’re you even doing?” Vegas asked looking slightly surprised. Porsche looked away, it often meant that he wasn’t gonna let Vegas understand what was going on. They always had a weird dynamic to them. “Anyways. You know the annual Northern gathering is in about 3 weeks. We’ve to attend with our best slaves, as usual. And of course the Prince’s gonna be there as your husband.” Vegas changed the topic, knowing he won’t get anything else about feelings from Porsche.
“No. I don’t want Kinn to come.” “It’s not an option. You already know that. And tell your Prince to behave. We need to make an impression.” Vegas winked.
“You just wanna use Kinn to show them you finally made connections with the real royals.” Porsche said, he was annoyed, he didn’t want Kinn to be in a room full of asshole Northerns like him.
“Well, I have to gain something from it, right?” Vegas said and laughed while leaving Porsche’s side. They were all just bunch of assholes. … It had been almost 3 weeks since Porsche last saw Kinn. He didn’t go to any of his slaves, like he told Kinn he would. Porsche didn't want any of them, he never really did. And now, after having a taste of the Prince, it was simply impossible to get hard without Kinn. Porsche always knew how much he wanted Kinn, and maybe even how much he liked him. Porsche never thought there could be more to his lust. He never believed he could feel things against Kinn’s personality. It was hard to believe even for himself that he wanted to make the Prince happy. Porsche cared, every little movement Kinn made, every little comment, every little detail, every mole on his body, Porsche carved it deep into his mind like the obsessive jerk he was. Porsche heard some interesting news about the Prince from Ken. So he called Big to talk about Kinn at last.
“My Lord, you wanted to see me?” Big asked bowing his head after getting inside the room.
“What’s that?” Porsche asked after seeing the plate Big was carrying with him. Big looked at the plate and smiled. “It’s for the Prince. Prince doesn’t like meat and he doesn’t eat a lot lately. So I’ve been preparing light things for him. Made him a sandwich today.” Big talked with a smile, Porsche wanted to put his sword through him. How dare Big to talk about his husband this fondly. It also made sense, Porsche told chefs to prepare meat like they used to. He was scared of Kinn thinking he kept caring.
“You like the Prince, don’t you?” Porsche asked with a cold as ice voice, making Big shudder. “No, not like that, my Lord. Prince is like a friend. You told me to guard him when they first arrived. I’ve never looked at the Prince like that.” Big bowed once more, he looked troubled, it wasn’t like he could admit it to Porsche but Porsche felt kind of good to know that there were people who cared deeply about Kinn. “Recently I heard that you’ve been training the Prince. What’s that about?” Porsche asked with raised eyebrows.
“Oh, Prince wanted to learn our ways. He says both you and Vegas are very quick, he noticed the difference in our fighting style with the royal guards and soldiers, so he wanted to learn, and asked me for help.” Porsche looked outside, he could still see Kinn running out there.
“Isn’t it cold for him?” Porsche asked without looking at Big.
“Prince tires himself out. To be honest, my Lord, he looks sad, he doesn’t talk much, he doesn’t read, he barely smiles and he doesn’t sleep well either. Prince looks sad, then he trains so hard. Since he’s already a fighter he’s a quick learner too.” Big answered, he seemed concerned about Kinn, which made Porsche’s skin crawl again. Porsche couldn’t stop himself from feeling proud, he knew he was the reason why Kinn was upset but still he was also the reason why Kinn wanted to learn their ways. It made Porsche hard, just thinking how Kinn was doing this even after the things Porsche said to him. Kinn was also probably looking some things to do to kill time, still this made Porsche so proud. “Thank you for teaching him, Big. You always been one of our best soldiers, I couldn’t have trusted someone else with this.” Porsche said calmly with a sigh. He was most certainly annoyed, he didn’t wanna think about how intimate these two could get while training but he had to keep Kinn around. And even though he was jealous, Porsche still trusted Big, it was the reason why he picked Big for Kinn in the first place. “You make sure Kinn eats, then tell him to stop by me.” Porsche said dismissing Big. He was slightly excited to see Kinn after so long. Porsche didn’t wanna cuff Kinn to bed again. He was happy when Kinn was pliant to him but he was too horny now, if Prince still wanted to be a brat he had to fight Porsche. Even that turned Porsche on. Porsche was aware that all he needed to do was to show Kinn he cared, he probably didn’t even have to use words, the Prince always been so given when it came to Porsche but Porsche just couldn’t do it. It was so scary to think Kinn knowing about his true feelings because what would Porsche do if one day Kinn left him after knowing how Porsche really felt about him, what would Porsche do even that wasn’t enough to keep him? There was no risks if there was no feelings. … “Did you asked for me, my Lord?” Kinn’s voice was velvety, Porsche didn't realize he even missed Kinn's voice this much, he had to close his eyes and let himself listen to Kinn for a second.
“Are you back to calling me lord again?” Porsche asked with a smirk, Kinn wasn’t looking at him. “Can I sit here? Or are you gonna tell me what I can or can’t do?” Kinn asked while sitting on the chair against Porsche. It made no sense to ask after sitting and if any of his slaves disrespected him like this Porsche would’ve killed them by now but with Kinn it was only amusing. “You’re always so mean to me, husband.” Porsche winked, knowing it annoyed Kinn.
“What’d you want? Is it my time to play the slave?” Kinn asked, he looked angry, which made sense.
“You need to stop using excuses to have sex with me, Kinn.” Porsche chuckled, Kinn didn’t look bothered by what he said, Porsche rolled his eyes. “No. I wanted to see you because of something else.” Porsche said seriously this time, Kinn looked handsome, he probably didn’t have enough time to shower and Porsche wanted to lick his salty skin so badly.
“What?” Kinn asked rudely, Porsche even liked that, he started to feel like a lovesick idiot. “We’ve to attend a gathering. It’s like one of your central parties but what we have here is more of rude lords who thinks they’re the best and own the world.”
“Nothing different for me then.” Kinn was staring at him, tapping his fingers on the arm of the chair.
“So you need me to be the perfect husband with his famous Prince title. I can do that. I’m used to it. My dad had been using me for every event, forcing me to smile at those people. You think only rude people are Northerns?” Kinn talked heatedly, Porsche’s pants got tighter. “You can use me like that too, Porsche. Just a tool for you to gain whatever you wanted. That’s the only thing I can be good for both as a son and as a husband, right?” Kinn asked, even though he looked fierce, Porsche could see the hurt behind those eyes, he could hear it in Kinn’s voice. “Of course. You’re my slave now after all.” Porsche said with a chuckle, making Kinn look at him with genuine hurt. Porsche hated himself but it wasn’t a new feeling, Porsche often hated himself, what he didn’t expect was hating to hurt Kinn like this. Porsche got up and bring the suit out of the closet to put it on the bed.
“The King send me couple of your Prince uniforms, I've picked this one.” Porsche said looking at the dark red suit on the bed. As soon as he saw it, Porsche wanted to see Kinn wearing it. “This is one of my brother's favorites. He likes to wear clothes and pick them up, he always liked this one the most.” Kinn said with happiness while touching the fabric, Porsche felt the urge of wanting to kiss Kinn. He never dared to kiss Kinn again after their first time, it felt too intimate, like Porsche wouldn’t be able to hide what it would make him feel. “The event is in 2 days.” Porsche tried to keep his voice cold. Kinn looked at him,
“Is this all? Can I go or are you planning on cuffing me again?” Kinn asked back with same coldness, happiness disappearing from his handsome face. Porsche wanted to yell, no, he wanted to make him stay, he wanted to cut Kinn’s back again just because he was making him feel this confused. “That’s all.” Porsche just said, Kinn looked surprised as much as Porsche felt.
“I’ve a favorite slave girl, she keeps me perfect company.” Porsche added, and then he instantly regretted it, the look on Kinn’s face was awful, he looked like he wasn’t gonna be able to even stand on his feet, he looked devastated and broken. Kinn grabbed the suit and ran away from the room. Porsche hit his head to the wall, hating himself even more. Kinn felt powerful like this, he knew this color looked good on his skin. He wondered what would Porsche do if anyone gave him compliments and even flirted with him tonight at the gathering. Porsche would probably make a fuss about it, after all Kinn was attending as his husband, they had to keep up the appearances. Kinn’s muscles felt sore, he wore himself out too much but it was the only way of stopping his thoughts, and he was getting better at it, he was faster now and more cunning with a knife. The central often didn’t fight with people from North but when they did they didn’t win, Kinn could understand the reason. The royals fight with pride but Northers fight to survive, there was no honor in their tactics which made it so much easier for them to win. Kinn looked good, he could see it in the stare Big was giving him ever since he saw Kinn. For a split second Kinn wondered if Porsche would enjoy seeing him like this too. Porsche wouldn’t, he was too busy with fucking his slave girl. Kinn knew that slave was coming too, they were bringing two of their best slaves with them. Kinn needed to stay away from Porsche and even Vegas. He was probably gonna be busy with small talk anyways, he wanted to know more important people from North for a while, so this was good, this was Kinn’s element. “Porsc.. my Lord.” Kinn said, he would’ve never guessed that he was gonna miss his old days with Porsche, the days he felt more ease. Now Kinn was stuck with a cheating husband, hating every second of their encounters. Porsche stopped after his eyes landed on Kinn, if Kinn didn’t know any better he would think Porsche got lovestruck.
“You can call me Porsche, Kinn. You know that already.” Porsche’s voice was calm but for some reason it felt like it was on fire, like Porsche couldn’t breathe. “I was hoping to barrow your lucky fur, the one you supposedly gave to me. I’m planning on wearing it.” Kinn thought it would give the right sort of message to their enemies and to those who thought they just married because of politics. It was all about the appearances. “Nice thinking.” Porsche just said, he sounded calm again but looked like he was having hard time.
“Didn’t your slave satisfied you yet?” Kinn asked without thinking, he wasn’t planning on keep talking to Porsche unless it was necessary but he kept failing at it. Porsche looked at him with a surprised expression. “Let’s just go, yeah?” Porsche gulped, putting his hand on Kinn's back, Kinn brushed his hand off.
“No need to touch me until we get there. No need to act until then, right?” Kinn said angrily, he didn’t wanna think about Porsche’s hands all over his girl slave. … The people were rude, Porsche was right about that but Kinn was good at dealing with all of them, they were the stars of the night, the new perfect couple of the North. If Kinn didn’t know the reality even he could’ve believed they were perfect together. They looked hot together, they completed each other. Kinn smiled, he was kind and easy to talk, without any problems he had everyone wrapped around his fingers. Even Vegas was throwing him encouraging stares. After some point Porsche left his side, saying all the talk wore him out, Kinn send him off to sit down with a small sweet kiss on his cheek. Big was next to him, not leaving Kinn’s side ever, he was Kinn’s security for the night, Pete was also here they both were looking out for Kinn. After some time Kinn found himself some alone time, he smiled to Big.
“You look tired, my Prince.” Big said returning his smile. Kinn shook his head.
“Would you believe if I said I missed this.” Kinn asked, they laughed a little. There was still people around, and soon after Kinn was talking with some people again. Kinn was a little bored now so it really didn’t take long before his eyes located Porsche. Kinn didn’t wanna believe what he was seeing, there was Porsche sitting down at one of the large couches, and there was one of the slaves they brought with them. The girl was on Porsche touching Porsche’s chest through the fabric, and Porsche was just patting her head, looking kind of bored. How dare Porsche? How could he do something like this outside of their home? How could he belittle Kinn as the Prince and pretty much make out here at the open. This wasn’t a big deal for Northerns but it was for Kinn. All Kinn saw was red, he had to use all of the muscles on his face to not show how angry he suddenly got. When Kinn looked around he saw that no one was really talking to him, he was gonna use the opportunity. He wasn’t that far away from where Porsche was seated. Kinn’s sharpened knife was safely secured in his pocket, he slowly grabbed it without getting it out. He aimed right at the slaves throat, he could do it, and if he hurt Porsche instead, so be it. Porsche deserved it. Kinn could feel Big’s eyes on him, Big was probably trying to figure out what was wrong. Kinn aimed once more before getting his knife out and throw it right through Porsche’s favorite slave. When he saw it perfectly landed in her neck and watching her blood sputtering all over Porsche, Kinn felt satisfied in such a different way. Porsche was shocked, when he realized it was an attack he pushed her body and his eyes met with Kinn’s. The hall was quiet, everyone was surprised and didn’t know what to do.
“Ohh, I’m sorry to be rude but my dear husband likes to be a little spoiled sometimes, even though he knows he’s not allowed. Forgive me for over reacting a little. It’s all because of my love for Lord Porsche.” Kinn said charmingly and one of the lords laughed at him amusedly, then everyone cheered, Kinn just kindly smiled at them. Then he grabbed a napkin and went to Porsche. “Let me help you clean, my love.” Kinn said trying to clean the blood off of Porsche’s face. Then he grabbed Porsche's neck, Kinn made sure that the act looked innocent from outside almost like something between lovers. “I don’t care about your Northerns habits. You married a Prince! You should at least show me respect outside. I’ve been talking my ass off for you all damn night. You ungrateful prick. You should be glad that my knife didn't touch you. It's because I missed.” Kinn talked while leaning on Porsche’s ear, there was a fond smile planted on his face. Kinn never used slurs but he couldn't help himself he was still so angry. Kinn pulled himself back, he was still smiling charmingly, he kissed Porsche’s bloodied cheek, and pecked his lips.
“Behave, my Lord. Now if you excuse me, I’ll keep talking to some people. Who knows maybe there’s a kind soul around here.” Kinn said sweetly before getting up. He knew Porsche would understand what he meant. And for some reason Kinn felt like what his heart wanted wouldn’t be a kind soul anymore. “Porsche, your Prince is crazy! I knew he was more than just a pretty face but that was just awesome!” Vegas said to his ear excitedly. Porsche was stunned, he saw the jealousy creeping out of Kinn. The look on Kinn’s face when he killed, was the hottest Porsche ever seen him. It looked like even after everything Kinn was still jealous of him. “Vegas..” Porsche said lowly.
“Hm?” Vegas asked without looking at him.
“I think I’m in love.” …
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It had been couple of days since Kinn killed that slave. Porsche never visited him and it was making Kinn anxious. Kinn often wondered whether it was too far, he wondered if Porsche would punish him because of it. Kinn expected Porsche to do something until now but still all he get from the Lord was silence. Kinn realized not being able to see Porsche made him upset, no matter what, time passed quicker with Porsche and Kinn couldn’t stop himself from enjoying it. Still, Kinn felt guilty because he had no idea what Porsche was gonna do to him. With the absence of Porsche, Kinn was certain that he was mad at Kinn and maybe he didn't even wanna see the Prince. After all Kinn did murder his favorite slave. The anticipation made Kinn unnerved, did he really do something bad to Porsche? Porsche never promised him anything but seeing that slave with Porsche and just knowing it was two separate things and Kinn couldn’t handle watching it with his own eyes. If it was to happen again, Kinn would do the exact same thing. It’s not like the Lord didn’t know who he was getting married to. There was also the King. His dad had been calling him ever since that day. Apparently the central also knew about what happened and what Kinn did. Prince knew his dad was disappointed once more with him but for the very first time in Kinn's life, he felt like he didn't care. And deep down it satisfied the Prince. Knowing he somehow get back at his dad, even under these circumstances. “Big, where’s Porsche?” Kinn asked after seeing Big bringing his breakfast.
“Lord Porsche’s busy with his little brother, and Lord Vegas also have some Lords as his guests, Lord Porsche has been helping Lord Vegas too.” Big sent him a small smile, he knew Kinn was moody. “Porsche’s brother’s here? Does he live here? I haven’t met him yet. Why I haven’t meet with him yet?” Kinn talked slowly, he wasn’t sure what to expect from jr Porsche. If he was anything like Porsche, Kinn probably wouldn’t like him. Kinn also wondered if Porsche didn’t want him to meet with his little brother.
“He does live here but he was studying in another city. I think he’s moving back though.” Big said offering a kind smile to Kinn. “Hmm, I see.” Kinn just said, that at least explained why he haven’t seen the younger brother yet. Kinn wanted to ask Big what sort of person Porsche’s brother was but he didn’t wanna jeopardize Big's safety further, if Porsche heard about it, he wouldn’t like it.
“Big, out.” Kinn heard Vegas’ voice, Big just bowed and threw Kinn a concerned look before he left the room. “Hello, my dear Prince.” Vegas said to him with a small bow that looked more like mocking.
“What’d you want, Lord Vegas?” Kinn asked quickly, not wanting to talk with Vegas.
“You’ve made quite a mess at the Northern gathering, I felt the need of paying you a visit.” Vegas talked with a calm voice, he stepped near Kinn, getting into his personal space. “Any behavior of mine you dislike, you should take it to Porsche. Talking to me won’t help you, you’re beneath me, and you know it.” Kinn stared at Vegas with a daring gaze.
“Is that really so?” Vegas said with a smirk, then he grabbed Kinn by the neck.
“What if I told you I’m allowed? After all, you’ve been bad.” Vegas talked before Kinn managed to push him. Kinn didn’t try to free himself after hearing what Vegas just said. Kinn didn’t believe that Porsche allowed Vegas anything but for some reason Kinn found himself curious of what Vegas would say. Maybe that reason was Kinn trying to figure out what was Porsche thinking about what happened. “What do you want?” Kinn asked again. Vegas was still choking him, Kinn knew there was gonna be bruises around his neck, one of the other reasons why he didn’t pushed Vegas yet was because Kinn knew Vegas wouldn’t kill him. And something ugly inside of him wanted Porsche to know about this and who did it to Kinn. “You know Porsche’s gonna lend you to some other Lord. If it wasn’t for Pete I would’ve asked you for myself but I guess you’re lucky.” Vegas chuckled his hands still wrapped around Kinn’s neck, he wasn’t putting a lot of pressure but Kinn was severely uncomfortable. “You’re lying! Porsche said he wouldn’t do that.” Kinn said back, even though it was hard to speak.
“But that was before you killed one of our slaves, wasn’t it?” Vegas asked with a disgusting smile on his face. Kinn hated how he planted doubt inside of his mind. Vegas let go of him.
“Just be prepared, my dear Prince.” Vegas said, while caressing Kinn’s cheek. And then he was gone. Big come back as soon as Vegas left. Kinn could feel Big’s eyes on his neck.
“Don’t say a word.” Kinn said with a rough voice. Just minutes later after Vegas left, Kinn’s phone started to get notifications like crazy. Phones weren’t used a lot and this only meant that something big happened. After looking at his phone Kinn wished that he wouldn’t have. There were dozens of news about him because apparently the King just made an announcement about replacing Prince Kinn with Prince Kim. The next King from now on was gonna be Kim and not Kinn. Kinn just kept looking at his phone blankly for some time. Not knowing what to do with himself. Did all of royal family forgotten that he existed? Why did no one told him anything or felt the need of giving him a call. Did his brothers also hated him now? Kinn somehow felt even more alone than before now. He had lost it all. He lost his titles, which could also explain why Porsche decided to lend him away, Kinn wasn’t useful anymore, he was no longer the future king. He was no one. Kinn suddenly got up and changed his clothes to something fancy, something that a Prince would wear. He wasn’t gonna let the others know how much he was affected by all of this. “I’m gonna go and have some fresh air, alone.” Kinn said to Big with a cold voice, Kinn never really talked to Big like this before, this was a first, and Big looked surprised as well.
“But, my Prince y- ” Kinn raised his hand to stop Big from talking.
“It’s an order, Big.” Kinn’s voice was same, he needed to get out of this room and he needed to be alone while taking a walk around the castle. Kinn was mindlessly walking around for the past hour. His look was sharp no one dared to say anything to him and everyone just bowed, probably thinking the Prince was mad at something. Kinn finally stopped at a big window, just looking outside, watching the snowy mountains in front of him. The cold of North didn’t bother him at all anymore. The castle was pretty high, this height would be enough to end Kinn’s life. Kinn closed his eyes to the idea of salvation from his all troubles. “Oh my god! Are you the Prince? Prince Kinn? So happy to finally see you.” someone said behind Kinn in a very enthusiastic manner, Kinn turned around to see who was talking. It was a boy, he looked around Kim’s age but maybe even younger than Kinn’s little brother. Kinn just stared at the boy. Kinn had no idea who this boy was, he wondered if he was one of Vegas’ guests. The boy looked too cheerful to be associated with Vegas or Porsche for that matter. He had a kind smile on his face and he was watching Kinn in some sort of awe.
“Ahhm, sorry for staring rudely. I just always liked royalty people, and I really wanted to meet you.” the boy mumbled quickly, his cheeks were getting slightly pinkish for some reason, this boy was getting shy.
“I’ll have my lunch in my room, you can take it there when it’s ready.” the boy turned to one of the maids and ordered.
“Of course, my young Lord.” the maid said back with a bow, Kinn never saw this maid before he wondered if the boy brought her with himself. Then there was a sudden thought appearing in Kinn's mind, could this be one of those lords that Porsche was gonna give him away? The boy looked young but he was for sure 18. Kinn shuttered at the thought. Could this be the reason of this boy’s excitement? Was Porsche really gonna send him away to someone else? Kinn felt like throwing up, it felt like all his body got frozen and he couldn’t move, his mind just kept circling around the idea. Didn’t he have enough already for a day? Kinn wondered once more whether Vegas was actually telling him the truth. “Are you okay, my Prince? You look pale.” the boy said and put his hand on Kinn’s arm, Kinn pulled back harshly, which made him turned to the boy, Kinn was still facing the window until the boy touched him. Boy’s eyes quickly landed on Kinn’s neck, he draw a breath like he wasn’t expecting to see something like that. Kinn didn’t do anything to hide the bruises, he just pulled himself back even further not wanting to be touched by anyone else. “I’m okay.” Kinn tried to control his voice but it only sounded broken. Kinn put his weight on the wall he was currently leaning on. And closed his eyes again, not wanting to see the pitiful look the boy might give him. Kinn considered just jumping out of the window once more. There was no need to suffer more and more every day. “Ohh, you two finally met?” Kinn heard Porsche this time, his head turned quickly to look at Porsche. Did Porsche looked somewhat of a happy? Was he really giving Kinn away and that’s why he wanted Kinn to meet with this boy? Kinn felt trapped, he felt like he was out of options. So he did the only thing he could think of helping. Kinn dropped on his knees in front of Porsche, he raised both of his hands, he offered both of his hands for Porsche to cuff him.
“You can cuff me. You can do whatever just don’t give me away.” Kinn’s voice cracked once more, he couldn’t stop the tears that were coming down on his face, Kinn didn’t care about his pride anymore. “What?” for some reason both the boy and Porsche asked, they both sounded genuinely shocked but Kinn was too far gone to realize that.
“Please!” Kinn begged, he grabbed Porsche’s leg, putting his head on his thigh and he hugged Porsche’s leg tightly, he was scared what might happen if he let go. He was quietly sobbing. “What the hell is this, Porsche? What’re you doing to him?” Kinn heard the boy getting angry at Porsche for some reason. Porsche didn’t answer him anything, instead he put his hands on Kinn’s shoulders and caressed Kinn.
“Shhh, I’m here, no one’s giving anyone, Kinn. You’re with me. And I’m not letting you go. I thought we established that.” Porsche spoken softly, he gently pushed Kinn away so that he could kneel next to him. “Hmm?” Porsche asked with a small smile, he looked frightened to see Kinn like this.
“Really?” Kinn asked with a very low voice but Porsche heard him and nodded eagerly, while wiping Kinn’s tears with his thumb.
“WHO DID THIS?” Porsche roared as soon as his eyes landed on Kinn’s neck, Kinn pulled back a little getting scared of Porsche’s reaction for a second but Porsche pulled him back. “Who?” Porsche asked once more, he was staring at Kinn like a mad man. Kinn could see how angry Porsche was.
“I thought it was you.” the boy said, Kinn had forgotten that he was there with them.
“It wasn’t me, Chay..” Porsche said. “Chay?” Kinn asked Porsche, realizing who the boy was.
“Yes, he’s my younger brother, Kinn.” Porsche said with a smile, he put his hand Kinn’s hair and patted slowly.
“Vegas?” Porsche asked afterwards, finally putting the pieces together. There was no one else that would dare to touch the Prince but him around here. And Vegas was also the only one that could convince the Prince that he was allowed to touch him. “If he ever again lay a finger on you, you can break his bones.” Porsche’s expression was serious Kinn believed him but he felt too tired to speak, so Kinn just nodded.
“I’ll take you to bed, we’ll talk about this later.” Porsche said understanding how upset and tired Kinn became. He carried Kinn to their bed, and left. Kinn had nothing else to do but let the dark consume him. This wasn’t a life anymore, there was no point dragging it out, Kinn was gonna stop his own suffering. Porsche put Kinn to bed, and left. He knew he had to talk with Chay. And he also needed to have a little bit of chat with Vegas. Porsche didn’t wanna face Vegas now because he knew if he did, he would probably hurt him so badly, so he was headed for his brother’s chambers. “Chay?” Porsche knocked his door. Chay opened it quickly, he was most likely waiting for Porsche to visit after what he just witnessed.
“What the hell was that?” Chay yelled, and put his fists on Porsche’s chest. Chay was apparently very angry at him. “It’s… it’s.. ” Porsche couldn’t find the right words to describe it, because no matter what he said, Chay was gonna end up being mad at him.
“I own him.” Porsche decided to say. There was no point in hiding it from Chay. Knowing his brother Porsche was certain that Chay would figure it out eventually. Chay scoffed in a humorless way.
“Just because you're married doesn't mean you owe him, Porsche. Don’t be that old headed.” Chay said, not understanding what Porsche actually meant.
“No, I actually own him.” Porsche rephrased it. “King gave him to you just like that and you accepted it? Didn’t you think how it would make the Prince feel? I thought you love him!” Chay talked angrily, he was swinging his index finger to Porsche face.
“I asked for him from the King.” Porsche’s voice was low. The look on Chay’s face was a huge disappointment. “Poor Prince, he must have been feeling so alone on these foreign lands. He probably have been so sad all this time. With no family, no friends, and just asshole people like you around! At least he has Big.” Chay seemed upset, Porsche could see his eyes getting teary. Then Porsche started to feel like it wasn’t only Kinn, Chay was talking about. “Big? How do you know Kinn has Big?” Porsche asked before the other thing.
“Who else you would have tailing him but Big? Big’s the only kind and educated person around here. And he’s the best you have. You wouldn’t trust anyone but the best for someone like the Prince.” Chay knew Porsche. Even though they weren’t close, he still knew Porsche too well. “I was about to murder Big at one point.” Porsche shrugged his shoulders.
“What? Why?” Chay yelled.
“I was jealous.” Porsche just said, and Chay raised his eyebrows. “Why would you even do this to Prince, Porsche? You know the only reason I’ve always been interested in the royal family was because of you. You would only become like the person you used to be when talking about the Prince. You would become soft and I knew how much the Prince meant to you even though you didn’t even properly met him. That’s why I also chose to like them and wanted to know more about them. It all changed when I heard you two weren’t doing any wedding preparations. I just knew something was wrong, that’s why I didn’t join your wedding. I knew how much the Prince wanted a big wedding, he always said it when reporters asked him and Tawan. You know what happened then, don’t you, Porsche? Tawan got himself that grand wedding and the Prince gotten a closed small gathering. He didn’t deserve this.” Chay sat down after talking. Porsche didn’t know the things Chay just said. “I didn’t know any of that.” Porsche looked at Chay. He didn’t know his little brother liked the royal family because Porsche was interested, he didn’t know Kinn wanted a big wedding that badly.
“Of course you wouldn’t.” Chay scoffed again. “Chay, was your time away hard for you?” Porsche asked remembering how Chay talked about Kinn’s loneliness like he knew it himself. Chay looked at him with huge eyes, getting surprised by Porsche’s question.
“You sent me away.” Chay said with a small voice. “No, I didn’t. You wanted to study, so I sent you to a better school.”
“Did you even asked me if I wanted to go, Porsche? You just wanted to get rid of me because it was easier for you to not see me. I never wanted to leave my house, and even Vegas. You two are my family, and I never wanted to be alone in a place I know nothing about. So yeah I can understand what sort of things the Prince might be feeling but at least I didn’t have assholes like you around me.” Chay was still angry at him and Porsche knew he had every right. Porsche was aware Chay didn’t want to go but Chay was right it was easier for Porsche.
“I’m sorry.” Porsche said and Chay rolled his eyes.
“You’re the worst, Porsche but you’re better since I last saw you. you were going so bad, I couldn’t recognize you anymore, you're better now, being with Prince is good for you.” Chay winked, this time Porsche rolled his eyes. “I think I.. I.. ”
“Love him?” Chay asked.
“Wouldn’t call it love.” Porsche answered quickly, Chay raised his eyebrows knowingly.
“Shut up!” Porsche said to Chay, his brother knew him too well, this wasn’t something Porsche liked, it was one of the reasons why Porsche didn’t want him around. “Does Prince Kinn aware of that or are you just keep being an ass to him all the time?” Chay asked, even though he already knew the answer.
“Well, at least the Prince got another friend to himself. Ohh, you should be scared brother, we’ll wreck you!” Chay laughed happily, and Porsche knew he meant it. Kinn felt lost. His senses were all confusing he felt pain at every corner of his body, he felt trapped in every way. There was absolutely no way out for him now, no one to lean his back to. Kinn wasn’t the type of person that he would allow himself to be downgraded like this. Not by anyone. Not by his father, not by Porsche. He had enough of all these people controlling and wanting to control him. Kinn needed to regain some of his control, he needed to show them that they don’t get to own him like this. Kinn needed to fight back with the only thing he had left to have. His life. The only way of Kinn having his life back as his own was by taking it by himself. Kinn didn’t want a quick death, he wanted to feel every second, he wanted to feel his soul leaving his body, not that Kinn believed in souls that much but still he wanted to be aware. Kinn got the knife his mom left him out. Porsche gave it back after they made somewhat a peace between themselves. Kinn pulled the armchair in front of the window, he wanted to look at the nice and peaceful view in front of him while dying. For some reason Kinn felt at ease, the thought didn’t scare him. He was just gonna cut his wrists and wait for his time to be over. It was gonna take some time until the blood drained from him, it was gonna be perfect. Kinn smiled to himself bitterly. He didn’t think of anyone, for once Kinn didn’t care what would they think, if they would be disappointed in him. It was weird to feel this free while doing something this self destructive. Kinn sat down, he pulled a blanket on him so it would suck the blood out of his wrists. He slowly made the horizontal cuts on both of his wrists. It didn’t hurt much, it was relieving, Kinn never felt this free in his life. He never felt this light. Kinn heard the knocking then he heard Chan’s voice,
“My Prince, I’ve come to notify that the King decided it was best if Kim take over your role as the future King.” Chan just talked formally, he didn’t see Kinn, Kinn’s back was turned on the door because the armchair was facing the window. Kinn knew if Chan was here so was Porsche. “Aren’t you a bit late to give him the news?” Porsche asked, Kinn could tell by his voice that he didn’t like this.
“I just obey orders. Any problems, my Prince?” Chan asked him as usual.
“No. You can leave, and tell your King that he doesn’t need to send you here every month from now on. Any problems we have, we can handle it on our own. There’s no asset here for him to be concerned anymore.” Kinn said in a monotone voice, there was no emotions, Kinn felt proud with himself. “Well, you can leave!” Porsche yelled at Chan. Then Kinn heard the door closing roughly. Kinn was happy to see Porsche getting angry for him before he died, for some reason it relaxed him further. “You’re gonna have to let me go, Porsche.” Kinn said with a soft voice. Porsche still couldn’t see Kinn from where he was standing in the room.
“What’re you talking about?” Porsche asked, Kinn could hear his footsteps, Kinn’s eyelids were getting heavier.
“You don’t have to deal with me anymore. I’m sorry but I just wanted to do one thing for myself. I just wanted to control one thing.” Kinn said, Porsche appeared right in front of him, Kinn smiled at him. “What’s going on Kinn?” Porsche asked looking all baffled. Kinn slowly raised his bloodied hands from where he hid them.
“You have to let me go. I can’t live like this. Just please let me have this.” Kinn begged Porsche with pleading eyes. Porsche looked utterly shocked, he quickly went down on his knees next to Kinn, looking at Kinn’s eyes with a pained expression on his face. “You can’t leave me!” Porsche said, he sounded out of breath.
“Not because I’m your husband, not because I own you.. but because..” Porsche continued, he looked desperate. Kinn just waited for him to finish, having no idea what was coming next.
“because I care about you!” Porsche said, there were tears on his eyes. Kinn smiled at him, it was good to hear, even if it was a lie, Kinn still believed him. Kinn put his bloodied hand on Porsche's cheek but his eyes were closing, then he felt Porsche’s arms embracing him. Kinn felt like Porsche was carrying him but his mind was too blurry now, there was no point in trying to hold onto anything so Kinn let go. There was a small smile on his lips. His last thought was happiness of hearing Porsche cared about him, that there was someone still cared about him after all…
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Kinn heard voices, he wasn’t expecting hearing any voices, he was certain that it all ended and that he was free. But here he was, lying on a bed, he felt like, he could hear Porsche’s voice next to him. Kinn also heard Pete’s voice but he didn’t move and just listened. “I’m sure you’ve heard what King Korn did to Kinn.” Kinn heard Porsche saying calmly.
“I did, my Lord. You should know by now that I’ll always support Prince Kinn. Whatever he wants to do in the future I’ll always have his back.” Kinn heard his protector talking to Porsche without any fear in his voice, Kinn knew how loyal Pete’s been to him. Kinn heard Pete closing the door without much of a voice, Kinn wasn’t sure if Pete knew what he was trying to do, Kinn wasn’t even sure where he was or how much the others knew what had happened. Only thing Kinn knew was Porsche was with him, Kinn didn’t want it to make him warm but he couldn’t stop how the wicked Lord made him feel. “I know you’re awake.” Porsche said with calm but neutral voice, he caressed Kinn’s hair slowly, it somehow soothed Kinn further.
“Why did you save me?” Kinn whispered, he opened his eyes to look at Porsche.
“How could I not?” Porsche asked clearly getting angry at the question but he tried to control his anger, Kinn could see the frown and the sadness on his features. They were in their room, Porsche was near him, there were some space between them but still Porsche was close enough to touch Kinn. “I feel tired, Porsche. I can’t handle all of this. You, my father, even Vegas. I just can’t. I’m not strong enough. I don’t want to be strong enough. I’ve been taught to fight of my enemies. Not the people that are meant to be my family. I just can’t!” Kinn’s eyes were getting teary, it hurt to know what his father did to him, and it hurt to realize how his little brother also agreed to it. Kinn felt betrayed by everyone. “Who gave you permission to leave me? You can’t leave me!” Porsche gritted his teeth, he sounded angry but he just looked concerned, Kinn never saw him showing this much emotion. Just then Kinn heard some sort of mumbling coming from behind him, he turned his head to look at the sound, and he saw Chay sleeping on the couch inside their room. “You needed blood. Chay gave it to you, he was exhausted afterwards but he said he didn't wanna leave you alone with me, then he fall asleep there. I know that royals are only allowed to take blood from royal family that’s why Chay volunteered after realizing his blood was a match to yours. But let me tell you, Kinn, if Chay wasn't around I wouldn't care, Ken was also a match and I would make sure you get what you needed no matter what your royal ways said.” Porsche loaded too many information at once to Kinn. “Why Chay wouldn’t want you to stay alone with me? To be honest I wasn’t able pay attention to Chay. He seems like a good kid which is surprising to say the least.” Kinn was still looking at Chay’s sleeping form. Kinn remembered how happy the boy was to met with him for the first time, Kinn felt like he ruined it. “He’s good. He spend two minutes with us and decided that I wasn’t trusted with you.” Porsche said rolling his eyes, somehow Kinn could see how proud Porsche was with Chay.
“Big!” Porsche called out to Big.
“Take Chay to his room.” Porsche ordered Big, as soon as Big came inside, not allowing Big to even look at Kinn. Chay kept mumbling in his sleep when Big picked him up from the couch. “You know Chay isn’t counted as part of the royal family, neither are you. Only way for your family to become royals was if I become the -”
“King. I know that.” Porsche stared at Kinn’s eyes deeply.
“I’m not gonna be that anymore.” Kinn whispered, he could once again feel his tears filling his eyelids. “You can be whatever you want, Kinn. I’ll make sure that whatever you wish becomes true.” Porsche told him reassuringly even though Kinn didn’t believe him, it felt good to hear. Porsche put a small kiss on Kinn’s forehead, then sighed. “That’s not our issue for now.” Porsche lowly said, Kinn wondered what he meant.
“No one knows but Chay about what you tried to do.” Porsche said changing the subject. It was Kinn’s time to sigh, he was glad that no one knew. Porsche held both of his wrist, Kinn looked at his bandages for the first time “If you want we could put the solution on them, the scars will fade and we’ll pretend it never even happened.” Porsche first looked at Kinn’s wrists, then to Kinn’s face, Kinn could see he was in some sort of pain.
“Just because they’re gone, wouldn’t mean it never happened.” Kinn whispered looking back at Porsche. “Or, you could leave them. Here at Northern side, these type of scars means strength.”
“Not weakness?” Kinn asked, he was surprised to hear that. Porsche shook his head. “No, it means that you were ready to give up but you survived. You lived, you fought with your own self. It also means that you tried to take yourself out and failed, it gives the message of even you couldn’t take yourself out so it would mean others are gonna have even harder time to win against you.” Porsche carefully removed the bandages, the wounds didn’t look as bad as Kinn expected them to, which probably meant Kinn was asleep for at least couple of days. Porsche put kisses on both of them.
“Whatever you wanna do. If you want to keep them, I’ll get you the best gloves to wear, we could hide them until you want to share with whoever you want to share. Or like I said, we will get rid of them, and that would be it.” Porsche looked at Kinn’s eyes deeply again. “So, it’s we, now?” Kinn asked, getting slightly annoyed how Porsche treated him.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I thought you were angry with me because I killed your favorite slave.” Kinn said without looking at Porsche, he didn’t wanna see Porsche’s reaction. Kinn turned his head to Porsche fast after hearing Porsche chuckling at what Kinn said.
“Oh, Kinn! I was so damn proud of you when you did that. You looked like a true Northern then. You were the most beautiful thing I’ve ever saw.” if Porsche didn’t look like he meant it, Kinn could’ve slap him but Kinn was aware Porsche meant every word. No one but the King told Kinn he was proud of him, hearing Porsche saying something like this felt odd. Kinn was almost certain he disappointed, hearing he made Porsche proud was weird and the most unexpected.
“You’ve funny ways of showing how you felt.” Kinn bit, he was trying to figure out whether to believe Porsche’s words or not. "Kinn, ” there was so much pleading in Porsche’s voice,
“you’ve no idea the things you made me feel. We both know I’m not good with emotions. When you corner me like that I just escape. I did it again, and I know I hurt you and make you think the wrong things. I can’t change who I am just because you showed up in my life.” Porsche said the last part with a cold tone that it made Kinn pull back from him. “I never wanted you to change. I just wanted to get to know you. We both know it won’t happen.” Kinn said using the way Porsche spoken to him. Porsche sighed. Kinn felt like there was something else Porsche was avoiding to talk but he didn’t say anything, his head was already a mess. “I need to talk to you about something.” Porsche said confirming what Kinn thought.
“But first you need to remember that I own you.”
“Like you would ever let me forget about that.” Kinn said rolling his eyes knowing it would anger Porsche. “I’m not kidding. You can’t try to leave me again. I’ll make sure that Big follows you everywhere, even in the bathroom.” Porsche seriously said. Kinn frowned,
“What’s this about exactly?” Kinn asked, it was apparently something that's gonna upset Kinn, he wondered what his dad did this time. “The ex owner of the slave you killed, the one who gifted us her, he’ll be paying us a visit in couple of weeks.” Porsche didn’t give anything else, Kinn wondered what was the problem.
“And?”
“He’s a merchant from the central, his name is Alfred. He’ll be visiting us with his son and daughter in law.” Porsche talked fast but hearing that name Kinn’s face turned towards him quickly. There was only one guy named Alfred who was merchant from the central, only one. “Merchant Alfred? You mean like Tawan’s father?” Kinn asked his voice rising. Why would Tawan’s father would be giving a huge gift to them.
“Slaves aren’t common to come by, they’re considered high priced gifts and they’re only given after huge accomplishments between both parties. Why would he even gift you a slave?” Kinn asked, he was trying to control his voice but remembering Tawan after everything he’s been through was hard. “He had done successful business with Vegas. Alfred served us well. He served his son.” after hearing what Porsche saying, Kinn shut his eyes, he didn’t wanna know more about this, he didn’t wanna learn anything about this.
“No! Don’t say more. I don’t wanna know, Porsche!” Kinn pleaded, this would only add more mess on Kinn’s already unstable state of mind. “Tawan’s coming, Kinn. You need to be a perfect husband when he arrives.” Porsche gritted his teeth, he was now grabbing Kinn’s arms tightly, like he was angry at something.
“What did you two do?” Kinn asked, giving up on not wanting no more, Porsche and Vegas had something to do with Tawan and even though Kinn rather not knowing it, he was also aware that he had to learn about it. “I never lied to you when I said how much I wanted you, and for how long. Vegas came up with the plan, asked me if I was okay with it. I said that everything was fine as long as you would end up with me. Vegas trained Tawan to be your perfect cute little bottom. Remember all those times Tawan would disappear for weeks saying he was back at home, he would be here, Kinn. Every day that he wasn't with you at the central, he would be here warming Vegas' bed.” Porsche talked calm but emotionless. “You… you planned the whole thing? YOU? You ruined my life? And for what exactly?” Kinn yelled, his tears finally managing to escape from his eyes.
“Don’t you get it? I wanted you, Kinn. This was the only way to have you. You think the King would allow any of the Northerns anywhere near his shiny favorite son? You think you would even glance at my way let alone wanting to know more about me? No! Only way for me to get close to you was by degrading you, so Vegas did that using Tawan.” Kinn slapped Porsche’s cheek, it sounded loud in the silent room. Porsche didn’t look surprised by it, even though Kinn actually was.
“My life is a game for you? Am I your next toy that you’ll use until you get bored?” Kinn’s voice was stone cold, he was daringly staring at Porsche’s eyes. “Never! I’ll never get bored of you. No matter how much you hate me, I won’t be apologizing for wanting you. You’re with me and that’s all that matters.” Porsche said holding onto Kinn’s hand that just slapped him hard.
“You ruined my life!” Kinn pulled his hands roughly from Porsche. The most scary thing about this was, Kinn knew Porsche was right, if it wasn’t for the whole Tawan circus there was no way his dad would’ve let any Northern Lord near Kinn. That didn’t change how both of the Lords played with Kinn. Another scary thought was, Kinn was shackled before he met Porsche and owned by him, and he wasn't even aware the influence the King had on him until he was away from his home. The life Kinn lead as a Prince didn't look all that shiny to him anymore, Kinn never thought he could be free from his duty or do things the way he really wanted but even though he was being owned by Porsche, Kinn still somehow manage to feel more free inside. There was no way the good Prince Kinn could even think about slitting his wrist let alone actually doing it. It was such a weird sense of freedom, it all felt tangled, it all confused Kinn further while it also made him feel more like a living person than ever. Nothing changed how angry Kinn actually was at Porsche though. “Did you ever fucked Tawan?” Kinn asked, the thought made him so uncomfortable for some reason. Porsche grimaced,
“No, never. It was only Vegas.” Porsche said, even though Kinn was pushing away, Porsche’s hands still managed to wander around his body. “You really need to be good when Tawan arrives.” Porsche mumbled lowly.
“Are you seriously jealous of him? You literally put the guy in my bed!”
“I never said I enjoyed it!” Porsche quickly said, then he looked like he didn’t mean to say that out loud. Porsche was behaving odd, by now he needed to make couple of comments about how he owns Kinn, and why Kinn needs to do what’s asked of him. “Porsche, I really need some time away from you.” Kinn said seriously, Porsche turned to him furiously then he grabbed Kinn’s neck tightly, almost not letting him breathe properly.
“No! No time away from me! You can’t ask that from me!” Porsche angrily responded. “You ruined my life!” Kinn said once more. He gritted his teeth, staring at Porsche’s eyes without a single drop of fear on his expression. That made the Lord pull back slightly. Porsche knew how mad Kinn could get when he was really pissed.
“3 days. All I can give you is 3 days. Then we have to be somewhere together.” “Where?” Kinn asked.
“Doesn’t matter. I know I’m the asshole of your story, Kinn but I want you to know I couldn’t have lived without you.” Porsche’s hands were still around Kinn’s neck and now it was his time to stare deep into Kinn’s soul. Kinn didn’t know what to say so he ended up not saying anything. “Big won’t be leaving you alone.” Porsche said pulling his hands, and gathering himself from the emotions quickly.
“I don’t need a babysitter, Porsche. We both know by now that if I wanted to hurt myself again I would be yelling about it, not hiding it.” Kinn rolled his eyes.
“Okay, then he won’t follow you into the bathroom.” Porsche said with a shrug. Kinn gave a half smile but didn’t say a word. Porsche got up and opened the door, he was talking to Big, when Kinn heard another voice,
“Porsche! When did I say you could drop me into my room when I’m asleep? What more did you do to Prince when I wasn’t around?” Kinn heard Chay yelling at his older brother, he couldn’t help but feel fond of Chay. Chay got inside the room slamming it right into Porsche’s face.
“I was meant to stay by your side, my Prince.” Chay said with a childlike pout, which made Kinn smile, he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about his own brothers. Kinn felt so alone and seeing Chay caring about him like this made him so emotional. So Kinn got up and threw himself at Chay for a very tight hug, surprising both of them but Chay’s arms were around him quickly. Kinn couldn’t stop his tears from falling down, he needed a hug like this. He needed to know he still had some people with him.
“Thank you for saving my life.” Kinn said, his head was still buried in Chay’s neck and his voice was rough.
“I know we aren’t suppose to donate blood to royals but I had to do it for you.” Chay said pulling back a bit to see Kinn. “I’m glad you’re okay, my Prince.” Chay said with a warm smile. Chay’s smile faded when his eyes landed on Kinn’s bandaged wrists.
“Maybe there’s more stuff to live for.” Kinn said with a shrug and a small smile.
“I’m happy you think that way.” Chay pulled Kinn next to bed, making Kinn sit on it. “Thanks for the hug as well. I needed it, I just feel so alone. It’s like I don’t have any brothers anymore and I’ve lost Pete to Lord Vegas.” Kinn said defeatedly.
“Don’t worry about it.” Chay was smiling again, Kinn could see how his smile reached his eyes. “I know Prince Kim had to agree to the terms in order for central to make that announcement but Pete still cares about you, my Prince. I know Vegas can be persuasive and you might feel like you've lost Pete but he waited for you to be better with me and Porsche. Just try not to worry too much about Vegas stuff.” Chay talked, rolling his eyes. Kinn knew Chay had to feel same things when his brother started to spent too much time with Vegas. “Lord Vegas is an ass.” Kinn mumbled, making Chay chuckle.
“Yeah, he tends to be one but without him taking Porsche and me in, we probably couldn’t have survive this long let alone living in a castle like this and being respected by others.” Chay said seriously this time, there was still a small smile hanging on his lips. “You know all I ever asked from your brother was to let me in. I just wanted to get to know him even after everything he put me through but he didn’t want it. He doesn’t want to get real like that with me. He just wants a toy.” Kinn shrugged, there was no point to any of it anymore. Chay was shaking his head negatively. “That’s not true. I think you know it deep down, Kinn. Porsche had to become tougher so we could keep living. Vegas quickly saw the potential Porsche carried, and he used to his advantage. I know it sounds awful but you can’t really force my brother to do anything he doesn’t wanna do. Porsche got used to being a cold bastard, so now he gets scared when people gets anywhere close to him.” Kinn shrugged again, thinking how what Chay said wouldn’t change a thing.
“You’re different for him, Kinn. My brother had to change so we could live, he figured it was the only way. I know it looks like Vegas had made him do things but let me tell you, no one can made Porsche do something he doesn’t wanna do. He accepted everything Vegas gave him good or bad. Until he saw you for the first time. It was the first time in 8 years I’ve seen him that excited about something. I would only see the glimpse of old Porsche when he talked about that Prince Kinn of his. I knew they had something to with Tawan, I had seen him around couple of times but I didn’t wanna be in the way of my brother’s happiness. I know you’re hurting. I’m not telling you this so you can empathize with him, I’m only saying it because I want you to know and I also know Porsche wouldn’t talk about any of it.” Chay was staring at him with warm eyes, Kinn knew he didn’t have any ill intentions. No matter what, Kinn still felt angry towards the Lords.
“I don’t wanna think about anything for the next couple of days. I just wanna rest. Maybe I’ll occupy my mind with a new book or listen to some music.” Kinn didn’t make any comments about their past. “Can I come visit you, if you don’t mind?” Chay asked, Kinn nodded.
“Of course, I’ll be glad. You remind me of my brothers, I enjoy spending time with you.” as soon as Kinn finished his sentence, Chay embraced him with a warm hug.
“I’m glad you’re still around.” Chay whispered to his ear, and left the room quickly. Kinn just smiled after him, it was good to have someone young around. … Next 3 days Kinn didn’t allow any of his thoughts get in the way of him. For the first time in a long time, he just felt good when he was left alone, it didn’t feel like it was a punishment for something wrong he did, it felt like self healing time, so Kinn tried to keep it stress free. Porsche kept his promise, he let Kinn alone but this time he didn’t just disappear, he made sure he talked to Kinn at least once during the day at the hallway or whatever. Kinn liked how Porsche paid attention to that. It was probably one of the reasons why Kinn didn’t feel guilty about his alone time this time. Sometimes Kinn kept thinking how this was probably one of the very few ways of Porsche getting closer to him but Kinn didn’t linger on those thoughts. He knew he had to feel mentally healthy before diving into his personal Porsche nightmare. It wasn’t like all of Kinn’s problems could go away just because he allowed himself to be calm and collected for couple of days, still it was a process. Kinn acted like both Porsche and the King weren’t an influence on his life. Kinn was also very much aware that Porsche’s ownership only came because of his father. Kinn spent enough time here on North and with Porsche to understand that there was some ways to do business and Porsche’s asking for an ownership was only reasonable. Real one to blame had always been the King. So Kinn turned all of his anger to the King and to royal family that abandoned him. Kinn felt like his eyes were finally opened and the only reason of his rebel thoughts were actually Porsche. In a very scary way, sometimes Kinn felt like Porsche could help him break free. Kinn was lost in his thoughts and he was slowly nibbling at his desert after the dinner he had, when Porsche barged into their room.
“It is time, Kinn. We need to be somewhere.” today third day ended and Kinn expected Porsche to come quicker than this. “Where to?” Kinn just asked without any objections, which looked like surprised Porsche slightly.
“To a club at one of our Northern Hotels.” Porsche calmly answered, trying to understand Kinn’s mood. “Okay. Should I wear something slutty? Would you be interested in that? Like to show others who’s my owner?” Kinn asked seriously. Porsche frowned not liking what Kinn was insinuating.
“Wear whatever you want, Kinn.” Porsche looked like he tried to keep it cool for once. Kinn felt like he had something planned for tonight. Kinn didn’t care, for some stupid reason he trusted Porsche more than he should. After kind of taking Porsche’s approval, Kinn went with tight black leather pants that showed how tall his legs actually are, and he wore a dark red shirt and a black leather vest on top. He also wore one of the gloves Porsche had gifted him yesterday. At the end Kinn looked simply hot. He wanted to see Porsche’s reaction to it. Last time they were together in public together, Kinn killed someone, he wondered what would happen this time. “I’m ready.” Kinn said getting out from the closet. Porsche checked him out from head to toe, Kinn couldn’t stop the smirk forming on his face, enjoying how Porsche was staring at him completely awestruck.
“You know I’m gonna feel tempted to kill anyone looks long enough at you.” Porsche said, while pulling Kinn to himself by his waist. Kinn just kept smirking. Then he took Porsche’s bloodied fur and put it on his shoulders. “Oh darling husband, don’t you forgetting I’m also capable of killing?” Kinn said with one last smirk and opened the door to leave the room. Big was there waiting for them. Kinn didn’t pay him any attention, for some reason Kinn didn’t wanna see anyone who knew him well enough or saw him as the good little prince. … They were seated at the private section of the club, they had a spare room. Porsche threw deathful glares to pretty much everyone because they all stared at Kinn, which he just shrugged his shoulders and kept walking. “Is there something different about you? Or am I mistaken?” Porsche asked calculatingly, after he ordered their drinks, Kinn didn’t get to hear what Porsche ordered for them.
“I’m trying out different approaches, nothing for you to be concerned yet.” Kinn plainly answered, Porsche will know what he needs to know when he needs to know it. Waiter served their drinks and left quietly.
“Whiskey on the rocks? And here I thought my husband didn’t really know about me.” Kinn said mockingly, knowing very well know how much Porsche knew about him.
“Just trying to please.” Porsche just said with a devilish smile.
“Wish you could try that in bed as well.” Kinn bit, feeling so much more alive, it had always been good to tease and anger Porsche. “Be careful what you wish for, my Prince.” Porsche’s voice was playful, there was a knowing smirk on his face, that Kinn had no idea why it was there at the first place. Kinn took a huge sip from his drink, enjoying the way it burned through his throat. It had been a good while since Kinn allowed himself to drink something like this. Once his dad told him he should stop drinking too much, Kinn just left it altogether. “Missed this.” Kinn already felt lightheaded for some reason, still the alcohol felt good to have.
“Why’re we here?” Kinn asked, there was voice coming from the club but it wasn’t too disturbing, Kinn gulped rest of his glass at once, smiling at how good it was. Then he put his head back on the couch, and he started to stare at Porsche. there was no denying Kinn was married to a good looking guy. “Just have something small to handle.”
“Why did you bring me?” Kinn asked, his eyelids felt a little heavier, and his head was spinning so beautifully.
“Just needed a reason to see you in three days.” Porsche said with a smirk. “Your refreshments.” same waiter said, putting down their drinks, he threw Kinn a look that just screamed as interested as he could get.
“Don’t stare too much while my owner’s right here..” Kinn mocking said to him with a wink. Kinn heard Porsche taking a breath in deeply.
“You shouldn’t have said that.” Porsche talked with a fake sadness while getting up, then he put his knife through the waiter’s neck, making blood sputter all around the private room. Kinn just watched, not reacting anything but deep down he enjoyed these jealous outbreaks of Porsche. Then Porsche sat right next to him, Kinn enjoyed the new closeness. These days Kinn felt like he needed all the love from around him, he enjoyed being warmed by others.
“You know we could’ve had it all of this easier. All you had to do was tell me about your true self.” Kinn mumbled the words, still feeling lightheaded. Porsche scoffed like Kinn made a joke.
“I wasn’t gonna tell you how pathetic my life had been before. How I was literally a nobody. I wasn’t gonna let Prince Kinn to know any of it. You already hated my guts, Kinn. You already thought I wasn’t good enough for you, that I wasn’t kind enough for or any other thing. I could simply never be enough for you. And you wanted me to do what? To tell you how right you were? Even though I had a piece of paper that said I owned you, I knew there was no such thing possible. You were a Prince and I was a nobody.” Porsche talked heatedly, Kinn never heard Porsche getting this real with him before. “I think I can love you.” Kinn said out of the blue, he touched Porsche’s cheek, brushed his fingertips, feeling Porsche’s warmness. Then without much of any thought Kinn pulled Porsche’s head in for a bruising kiss, they basically eat each other’s mouth, until someone was interrupting them. “My Lord, you’re needed for a signature.” Kinn heard someone’s voice, he didn’t sound familiar, and now Kinn felt like his vision was getting blurry as well. Porsche mumbled something to him but Kinn couldn’t pick up the words. … After some time there were hands on Kinn. Even though it felt good on Kinn’s burning flesh, Kinn still tried to push the guy.
“No! I’m married. I won’t cheat!” Kinn stubbornly said.
“Even for me?” the guy asked with a chuckle, he sounded awful like Porsche but the way he touched Kinn didn’t resemble Porsche at all. “No. I won’t!” Kinn said once more but the more, guy licked his neck sensitively, more Kinn lost himself and moaned for this unknown guy. Kinn really tried to get a look at him, his skin tone also resembled Porsche but there was no way Kinn's husband touched him this gently. “But I really want you, Kinn.” the guy whispered to his ear while nibbling it sweetly.
“Just give in, I promise I make it good for you too this time.” the guy continued, he was slowly jerking Kinn off while he licked and kissed every inch of him gently. Kinn wondered what he meant by that but he was too far gone to turn back from this, he could be worried about Porsche tomorrow…
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Kinn woken up in a foreign room on a foreign bed. He needed good couple of minutes to remember what was happening. When the shattered memories came back to him, Kinn realized what he might have done last night, it didn't help that Kinn was naked on the said bed. Kinn quickly got up to look at his body to see whether he imagined last night or was it real. Kinn’s memories were blurry, he didn’t wanna believe he cheated on Porsche with someone although it felt stupid. Porsche never left him alone, there was no way he would allow anyone near Kinn at the place they were last night. So what had happened exactly last night? Kinn’s lips were puffy, hair completely tousled, there were slight red spots all over his body. This couldn’t have been Porsche’s work. If Porsche was with him last night, the only possible thing Kinn will be having would be more wounds and nothing else. But that was not the case. And Kinn couldn’t remember the guy’s face from last night, he for sure remembered the feeling of having him all over Kinn and remembered that guilty feeling. There was nothing else. Kinn was sure he couldn’t have gotten this affected by a simple drink. Porsche probably did something to him but what? He drugged Kinn so he could let one of the other Lords fuck him? Kinn knew that was unlikely too, he had met handful of Lords and he knew there was no way they would be gentle like that. Also Kinn knew himself, he was a trained killer after all, he knew real danger, even if he was drugged he could understand it if it was someone else. But if it was Porsche, where the hell was he? Kinn’s clothes had been put nicely on the couch. They were clean clothes, different from last night. There was absolutely nothing else in the cold room. Kinn put the clean clothes on after a quick shower and finally step outside of the room. Big was there guarding the door, he got up to his feet after seeing Kinn. “Are you ready to leave, my Prince?” Big asked, he was avoiding Kinn’s eyes.
“Yes. Where’s Porsche? What happened last night?” Kinn asked raising one of his eyebrows.
“Lord Porsche told me to bring you back to the castle.” Big said and Kinn opened his mouth to ask about last again but Big stopped him,
“That’s all Lord Porsche told me to, I’m not allowed to answer any of the questions you might have, my Prince.” Big bowed, Kinn closed his mouth. Kinn knew he could question Big and maybe even learn about one or two things but he didn’t do it. He wanted to have those conversations with Porsche.
“Lead the way.” Kinn said coldly. He was already a mess and all of this didn’t help the things going through his head. … “Lord Porsche’s having a meeting, you can’t go in!” one of the slaves that were allowed outside of dungeons told Kinn, as soon as Kinn appeared in front of Porsche's study room, sometimes Porsche would take his meetings there, and that's where they told Kinn, Porsche was. Kinn scoffed.
“Who do you think you are?” Kinn asked, while pushing her weak hands that tried to stop him from entering the room.
“Porsche, darling, the one and only love of my life, for the love of King and the Gods that existed before him, please take your slave off of me before I kill another one!” Kinn said loudly as soon as he entered the room. There was around 5 other Lords in the meeting, they all looked at Kinn with fear in their eyes, the stupid slave was still trying to get Kinn out. “Leave!” Porsche said loudly to the slave, the authority in his voice made Kinn smirk.
“Lords! Forgive me for not knowing your names but I need my husband and I kind of need him now, so if you be so kind to let me have him for the rest of the day.” Kinn talked sweetly, he was staring at the lords with a charming smile, his tone was playful, all of them looked affected by Kinn, it satisfied him. Lords quickly got up to their feet after that.
“You know most of us thought this marriage was a political move from Lord Vegas but now we can see it is real.” One of the lords told Porsche, then he stopped right in front of Kinn.
“What you did at that gathering was something a true Northern would do. You’re one of us, Prince.” The Lord said, and pulled Kinn for a rough handshake, which Kinn took it without a problem. “We were still talking.” Porsche said after all of them left. Kinn knew Porsche wouldn’t let any of the lords he disliked here in his study, so those lords were some of the ones Porsche trusted to some extend. “So? Am I not more important than them?” Kinn asked, making Porsche smirk knowingly.
“What’s wrong, my Prince? How come you barge in here and shower me with the nicest words out of your mouth?”
“Ahh, don’t worry about those, you know I enjoy public relations. I’m just doing some of my duties.” Kinn winked, making Porsche chuckle this time. “And here I thought you meant it all!” Porsche fake pouted, making Kinn smile this time.
“Don’t I?” Kinn threw his body to Porsche, which Porsche caught him by the waist, and held him close, he was staring at Kinn like he couldn’t believe what Kinn had just said. “Don’t play with my feelings, my Prince.” Porsche said, his voice low almost as if he was whispering.
“I thought you didn’t have any.” Kinn responded back whispering into Porsche’s mouth.
“Why’re you here, Kinn?” Porsche asked, his eyes didn’t leave Kinn’s mouth. “What happened last night?” Kinn asked.
“Ahh, is that what this is about? Why?” Porsche asked smugly, Kinn wanted to hate him but he just couldn’t. It was too late for Kinn, he was captivated by this savage lord.
“You did something to me.” Kinn’s voice was confident but there was no anger in it, just a statement. “Yeah. I drugged you.” Porsche shrugged his shoulders, they were still impossibly close and Kinn enjoyed it.
“I remember what you said to me, about what you think about yourself and me. About not being enough.” Kinn said with the same voice, he was now looking inside Porsche’s pretty eyes. “Mm.” Porsche just nodded, not exactly meeting with Kinn’s eyes.
“You were right. There was no way that the King would let you near me. No way you could ever be enough for the royal family.” Kinn wrapped his arms around Porsche’s torso, he didn’t want Porsche to escape from him before Kinn finished everything he wanted to say. “And?” Porsche asked, he looked cold but he didn’t look willing to push Kinn to get out of his embrace. So he wasn’t probably cold but curious. God forbid the all mighty Porsche did something that might show his feelings. Kinn chuckled to himself. He didn’t allow himself to understand Porsche before but now it felt almost easy to read him. “I don’t enjoy the way you played with my life. I must also admit that I used to thought like my father, like when we first got married. Things changed, Porsche. I’m not the same good Prince you’ve brought here or even fell for all those years ago.” Kinn talked calmly, testing the waters, watching Porsche. Porsche started to shook his head, clearly not agreeing with what Kinn just said. “No. You’re the same.” Porsche looked determined about it.
“So you finally admit falling for me?” Kinn asked mockingly with raised eyebrows. Porsche rolled his eyes but there was a small smile forming on his lips.
“I’m not same, dear. You didn’t stood a chance with that pompous Prince.”
“And? Do I have one with this one?” Porsche quickly asked, now he was watching Kinn. “I feel different, Porsche. Like my whole life I was in a bubble and coming here under these circumstances made me realize the wrong things happening in my life. I now know who’s my real enemy. I know who was the greedy one. I want to be a different Kinn. And I want it to be with you.” Kinn leaned in to put a small kiss on Porsche’s cheek, his hands were gripping the sides of Porsche's face. “And I still wanna be a King.” Kinn whispered like it was some kind of secret he was giving it to Porsche.
“Whatever you want I give it you. If we can’t fight off the central I’ll make sure we’ll be Kings here on North. Whatever you want, Kinn!” Porsche was getting heated, by now Kinn knew how much Porsche enjoyed being a part of wars and blood and gore. Kinn wasn’t all that different, and he couldn’t believe he had to live through hard things to realized some of these things. “You’ll still want me? Even if I’m no longer good?” Kinn asked, Porsche smiled devilishly and nibbled at Kinn’s cheek.
“I’ll always want you. You should’ve known that by now.” Porsche said to Kinn’s ear hotly.
“It was you last night.” Kinn said, he caught Porsche unguard and saw the knowing smile that formed on Porsche’s face. “That’s not fair. I was gonna tease you with it.” Porsche commented with a fake sadness.
“Maybe in your wildest dreams, my Lord.” Kinn said back smugly, making Porsche chuckle loudly.
“You’re not gonna be the end of me, Kinn. You’re the end of me.” Porsche put a loud kiss on Kinn’s cheek and scratched Kinn's neck hard enough to make Kinn hiss.
“You’re an ass for making me think I was committing the crime of infidelity.” Kinn tried to say it angrily but both of them knew he wasn’t. “You’re aware that I was about to kill another one of your slaves, just now!” Kinn continued seriously.
“Oh, I know. I wouldn’t have stopped you, I would’ve watch it.” Porsche said, he grabbed Kinn’s hand, Kinn didn’t forget to wear one of his custom made gloves, Porsche bit his hand, making Kinn feel the sting even with the gloves on. “Make me.” Kinn said out of the blue, after watching Porsche nibbling on his gloved hand.
“Make you what?” Porsche asked, finally raising his head to look at him, Kinn knew he was already intrigued by what Kinn was about to say.
“Make me a true Northern. I know Big was going easy on me. I wanna make it true. Your people are my people. You train me. I know you won’t go easy on me.” Kinn confidently said. He could see the glint in Porsche's eyes, it was too bright to miss. “You sure you can handle my mentorship alongside of your husband duties?” Porsche asked pinching Kinn’s ass.
“I would pass out of tiredness on your bed, you can do whatever. I thought you liked that arrangement.” Kinn said with a side eye. Porsche shook his head again. “I think I might be liking it better when you beg me for it, like last night.” Porsche winked.
“What was it that I just said about dreams, my Lord?” Kinn asked wickedly, he never enjoyed the banter with Porsche like he did right now. “But for real, Kinn, I want you to enjoy yourself. And I don’t wanna talk about the ownership anymore. I’m not saying everything is gonna be perfect and the way you want it but I’m saying I’ll try for it to be better. All my efforts for you, we can’t let it be in vain, right?” Porsche asked with a wicked, mocking smile on his face. Kinn hit on his arms. Porsche was training Kinn none stop. He was aware that Kinn was tiring himself to no end, and Tawan with his family was about to arrive at their doorstep. Kinn was wearing one of his dark red suits, his clothes complemented Porsche's with the dark theme and designs on them. Porsche made sure they also made Kinn gloves with the same design as well. Porsche knew Tawan was gonna know something was up with that but he trusted Kinn to handle it by himself. “I know you’re thinking something about Tawan.” Kinn commented, he was the only other person other than Chay who was able to read Porsche like this. It was so damn annoying at first but after fucking Kinn’s brain out with so much force and violence, Porsche realized that these little things weren’t so bad after all. After allowing himself to be slightly softer with Kinn, Porsche realized he actually enjoyed the calm side of things as well. That didn’t change how he still cut Kinn’s back when he feel like it but Porsche realized that he didn’t always had to do things like that. He could be the cold ruthless Porsche, and calm gentle Porsche together, as long as he was with Kinn. Somehow the Prince managed to make his way into Porsche’s head and into his fear. Porsche felt like Kinn tried to keep him from the darker side of things. A privilege Porsche never get to have in his life. And something Porsche didn’t allow himself to feel, and here, the Prince was, easing Porsche into the new pleasures and feelings and making it ever so gracefully by the time Porsche would realize it, it would always be too late and he would be too caught up with Kinn, Kinn and Kinn. It was love without a single doubt left in Porsche’s mind. It was something that supposed to be so scary for Porsche, one of the most dangerous subjects for him, and yet Porsche wasn’t scared. Porsche wasn’t the type to get scared anyways, at least that’s what Kinn told him once. Porsche believed him, like a lovesick puppy, he would believe every word that left the Prince’s mouth, and yet Porsche wouldn’t let Kinn see it, how far gone Porsche was really for him. Porsche also knew how much Kinn fallen for him as well, he would catch the stares Kinn threw at him, the hugs, the hand holding, the endearing words that was meant for real this time. It wasn’t like the Prince was hiding it, no, Kinn was yelling it, he was shameless too, he wouldn’t stop himself from climbing on top of Porsche when he was having meetings or talking to Vegas. He would tease Porsche endlessly and sometimes when Porsche took it too far or felt stuck in his head, Kinn would stop and he would let Porsche take a moment, he would force him to lie down and face the other side of the room, where he wouldn’t see Kinn, and only feel Kinn’s embrace. It was always inevitable how Porsche had fallen for the Prince but Porsche never thought that the Prince would be there to hold him when he felt like falling, he didn't expect Kinn to be understanding, and then pretend like nothing even happened. Kinn just knew Porsche and Kinn didn’t expect anything back, he simply looked happy enough to have Porsche and it was so hard to believe it was real. So, now, knowing Tawan was coming, Porsche was scared of his bubble getting blew by anything. He was moody for the last couple days, all Kinn ever did was to roll his eyes every time Porsche brought up Tawan’s name, which wasn’t a lot but Kinn just knew him. “Forgive me for not wanting to see your ex boyfriend, husband.” Porsche said coldly.
“The one you put on my bed or one of the others?” Kinn asked with raised eyebrows, there was small smirk on his lips but Porsche knew, Kinn also didn’t wanna see Tawan. “You know I can handle him.” Kinn’s voice was soft this time. Porsche’s husband looked sharp, Porsche knew if Tawan said something to Kinn or to Porsche, Kinn would take care of him brutally because Porsche’s husband was also like that. There was a new name they called the Prince here on North, it was, devil in disguise, because Kinn always looked so good, so kind and so hot but he was deadly, he never showed mercy on anyone Porsche brought in front of him to hurt. Kinn was trying to forget the royal ways, and he was doing a good job at it. “I know you can.”
“Aww, you trust me now?” Kinn asked, he looked sweet like this, knowing how deadly he could get was getting Porsche hard in his pants but he just rolled his eyes at Kinn.
“Never.” Porsche said, even though they both knew by now it was not true, still Porsche was not admitting it out loud. Kinn got up, they were seated at the big hall of their castle, and they were sitting across from each other on the huge dining table, Porsche didn’t like the distance but both of their heads were filled with Tawan’s arrival, so they kind of stayed separated, until now. Kinn made his way to Porsche’s side with his long legs, then he placed his body on Porsche, straddling him in a graceful way that always taken Porsche by surprised, and the one would believe that some certain movements might be hard to maintain inside of royal suits but that was never the case for Kinn. “How dare you hurt me like that?” Kinn asked with a glint in his eyes, he was playing Porsche, he was so beautiful like this, Porsche almost believed he could have Kinn without needing any forced ownership on him but Porsche never let himself to be too caught up in that idea. “Are you hurt, my Prince?” Porsche whispered hotly, knowing how much Kinn liked it when he did. Then with a swift move, Porsche wrapped his arms around Kinn's torso and pushed Kinn’s ass right onto his semi hard dick, ripping out a moan out of the hot Prince.
“You look good, darling.” Porsche commented, his mouth already on Kinn’s neck, his teeth scratching the tender flesh there, making it sweetly reddish. “It’s for you. No one else but you.” Kinn said breathless, he caught Porsche's eyes, after pushing him back a little. He was assuring Porsche that this wasn’t because Tawan was coming, it was because he wanted be Porsche’s perfectly hot husband. Kinn’s stare was so deep, Porsche just wanted to avoid his eyes from Kinn forever but there was no way of doing that, it always made Porsche feel trapped in Kinn’s spider web, all tangled, no way out. Kinn quickly understood what was going through Porsche’s head, he put his hands on Porsche’s cheek, caressing the side of Porsche’s cheek slowly, Porsche wanted to die how it made him feel. No one ever really tried to make Porsche feel loved, and here was the Prince, Porsche pretty much tortured as soon as he got his hand on him, showing him how it could be, giving Porsche everything the world denied and not asking anything in return. Kinn even would let him still cut, he would let Porsche be rough when he was feeling too unconfident, too unsafe, he would ask Porsche to do it like that, like he knew what Porsche needed or where his head was heading. It was all too much but Kinn would manage to do it so timely, Porsche would just think he fall onto his ass in a ridiculous way that Kinn just played with him but then he would realize Kinn already held him and he wasn't fallen, that he was still the same ruthless Lord of North. Kinn would brought him in front of a mirror and show Porsche how everything was still intact and it didn't had to be any other way. “I won’t live without you!” Porsche wrapped his hand around Kinn’s neck and said with his most threatening voice.
“Who said you should?” Kinn asked back quickly, the same shine still in his eyes, then he somehow managed to get Porsche’s thumb into his mouth, biting it slowly, licking it while still looking at Porsche, he wiggled his hips down onto Porsche’s cock even further, making Porsche hiss with the sudden realization of how hard he’s gotten because of Kinn. “Wanna fuck me in front of our guests?” Kinn whispered, he put a small kiss on the tip of Porsche’s nose, his voice was cold but Porsche knew Kinn would let him do whatever he wanted. They were simply too caught up with each other, too lost in the moment, too tangled together like this on a simple chair but feeling alive more than ever. “Don’t you have any respect for your guests?” they heard someone saying in a bored voice, the voice was too foreign for Porsche, it didn’t belonged to Tawan or to Alfred. Porsche could sense how stiff Kinn just gotten, he was certain that Kinn knew who was speaking. Porsche finally tear his eyes away from Kinn to look at who Kinn was staring rather angrily.
“Prince Kim?” In a very unexpected way Kinn ran away, he stumbled over his words and saying he needed a moment to collect himself, he ran to his room, Porsche looked surprised as well as everyone else in the room but seeing his brother arrive with Tawan and his family just caught Kinn by surprise. He prepared himself to see Tawan, he was ready for it but Kim? No, Kinn was nowhere near ready for that one. And he never really ran away from anybody until now, he was used to keeping a good charade upfront. Maybe diving into Porsche’s headspace lately affected him more than he thought. Kinn didn’t wanna face Kim, right now all Kinn wanted was Porsche. Sometimes Porsche would let him just hug, and just be calm and wrapped around him, that was what Kinn needed the most right now. He wasn’t prepared to face royals let alone one of his brothers, that was supposed to be for another time. After 5 minutes or so Porsche appeared.
“Did you just ran away from your little brother?” Porsche asked with a chuckle, apparently he found it funny but Kinn just threw himself on Porsche, wrapping his arms around Porsche, and hiding his face on the crook of Porsche's neck, Kinn couldn’t held his tears. Not only Kim showed up here unannounced, he also quickly humiliated Kinn by implying how ungraceful he's gotten, and all Kinn did was to run. “What’s wrong, Kinn?” Porsche asked, finally realizing how much this was affecting Kinn, and not the good way.
“I don’t wanna face him.” Kinn’s voice was low, he was still crying, he was slightly shaking. “As much as I would love to send your brother away, you know we can’t. He’s the current crown prince and you still have to follow some of the orders. Like hosting the crown prince.” Porsche talked calmly, he was holding Kinn tight, and he was calmly caressing Kinn’s hair with his other hand. “If it wasn’t for me being a Prince, would you send him away?” Kinn asked, still hidden on Porsche’s neck.
“Ohh, Kinn! If I knew you didn’t care about your family I would’ve send him away already.” what Porsche said finally made Kinn raise his head to look at Porsche. “You’re my family too.” Kinn’s said, his voice was still low but he wasn’t crying anymore.
“And I know you care about me too.” Porsche said with a smirk.
“We’ll face Kim together, you won’t even have to stay alone with him if you don’t want to.” Porsche continued, his hands were wandering around Kinn's body. “Not gonna call him Prince?” Kinn asked with a half smile on his face.
“Oh, darling, the only Prince I’m willing to call a Prince is, you. I couldn’t care less about the other royals.” Porsche pinched Kinn’s nose, finally managing to make Kinn smile brightly.
“I love it when you smile like that.” Porsche said, and for the first time he didn’t freak out after using, love, in a sentence that was about Kinn. “Let’s face him together then. We already know I can handle Tawan.” Kinn offered his hand to Porsche and they intertwined their hands tightly. Kinn didn't feel weak like he did when he first saw Kim in their castle. Kim had a storm coming on his way anyways.
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“You need to keep it quiet, darling! You wouldn’t want your brother to hear us, would you?” Porsche talked breathless after Kinn’s moans started to escape too loudly from his mouth.
“AHHM!” Kinn yelled even louder, locking his eyes with Porsche’s, he had a knowing smirk hanging on his lips. Porsche chuckled quietly, Kinn enjoyed the way he smiled. “Aren’t you just too bad for your own good?” Porsche asked, not moving an inch from where he was buried inside Kinn.
“My little brother wanted to be more of a nuisance. The only reason he wanted that room is to keep an eye out on us. I'm intended to give him what asks for.” Kinn wiggled his hips, making Porsche threw his head back and grunt deeply. “He doesn’t like me.” Porsche said, he was now grabbing Kinn’s hips roughly, keeping him in place.
“Don’t move too much, dear! You’re gonna make me come!” Porsche continued threateningly, Kinn just smiled at him, and start to ride Porsche ever so slowly. “He doesn’t like the fact that you refuse to call him, my Prince, he thinks you’ve to respect him like everyone else but you see, that’s where Kim’s wrong, no matter who he is, he’s still my little brother, and my husband can do whatever he wants, say what he wants.” Kinn talked slowly, making sure his breath hit Porsche’s mouth with every word, he could see the hidden admiration Porsche had in his eyes. Kinn realized Porsche enjoyed being protected, it was something that surprised Kinn but it was also something Kinn could give him, not in an open way, he always had to be cautious with Porsche but Kinn always figured somethings out. “Are you sure you’re not trying to put us in war with the central?” Porsche asked, the idea of war made him shine, Porsche enjoyed swinging his sword and getting himself bathed in his enemies blood.
“Would that be so unimaginable? I’m sure we can find plenty of Northern Lords who would want to join in that war.” the Lords of this castle had quite the influence on other Lords and there were plenty of trusted Lords. “Oh, so you’ve been plotting things?” Porsche asked, his hands were still on Kinn’s hips holding tightly but he didn’t intervened with Kinn's pacing.
“As long as I’m with you, I feel like I can do anything.” Kinn stopped and looked into Porsche’s eyes, then he chuckled a little,
“I’m putting my whole faith in you, Porsche. I got nothing else, no one else left but you. Then I wonder if you hold me if I fall one day but it never stops my trust in you.” Kinn kept looking at Porsche, and he saw Porsche’s face forming a surprised expression on it. Porsche almost look like he was taken aback, like what Kinn said just surprised him so much. Then Porsche did something unexpected, he pulled Kinn by his waist and put his head on his chest, he was tightly hugging Kinn hiding his face, Kinn just put a small kiss on Porsche’s hair, his hands wrapped around Porsche’s shoulder. “I’ll hold you. I know I might be one of the biggest asses out there but I’ll hold you.” Porsche sounded broken, Kinn suspected that he was crying. Kinn put another kiss on his hair, he was holding Porsche tightly, letting him know that Kinn was here, and everything was fine. Kinn later on realized that Porsche was broken on many levels and he had been broken brick by brick until Porsche taken all that damage and made it turn into a stone around himself, Kinn never wanted those stones gone, he chose to climb on top of them to reach Porsche, Kinn of all people knew the necessity of self protection. Kinn never wanted Porsche to change, even when he felt like he hated Porsche, he still wouldn’t imagine him to be someone else. It wasn’t like this was easy for Kinn, Porsche had never been easy for him but after taking a step back from everything he ever learned, Kinn realized he could handle Porsche, he wanted to handle Porsche. Kinn wanted give Porsche a chance, he was at a point in his life that he had nothing left to lose. What Kinn couldn’t have anticipated was the hunger for love coming deep inside Porsche, the hunger Porsche tried to keep away at every turn, the hunger Kinn realized and felt as it was his own. The loneliness was power but choosing to be lonely with someone had more strength in it. That’s what Kinn wanted from Porsche, to be lonely with him, when there was no one else, he wanted to be there. The glimpse of the person Porsche was before was usually hidden in his small secret smile that reached his eyes and made Kinn’s insides dance like there was a party. Porsche was buried methodically, he was so deep down that it took a while for Kinn to decipher him. Kinn realized he still loved Porsche. He loved Porsche when he was a total ass to Kinn, he loved Porsche when he cut all of Kinn’s back, he loved Porsche when he kept calling Kinn his slave none stop, he loved Porsche when he looked at Kinn with devotion when he thought Kinn wasn’t even aware. Kinn just did, he loved Porsche and there was peace of mind in it. A peace Kinn never ever felt when he was under his father's wings. Kinn was gonna fight for Porsche, he would even fight Porsche to not lose him. Kinn wasn’t sure what sort of dark magic Porsche put on him for him to feel this way but Kinn did and for the first time in his life this felt like his choice and not someone else’s. “I feel free with you.” Kinn whispered to Porsche’s ear hotly, he was still holding Porsche tightly, he wasn’t gonna let go. … “I just wanna speak alone to you! I’m your little brother, you don’t have to make everything harder for me, Kinn!” Kim sounded so annoyed, which deep down satisfied Kinn.
“Ohh, I’m sorry for upsetting the all mighty crown prince, forgive me, Kim, my little brother.” Kinn put a fake pout on his lips, his voice was getting high pitched, making it sound like he was simply mocking with Kim, and enjoying it too. “What happened to you? What does he do to you? He controls you, Kinn! This isn’t who you are! YOU’RE A PRINCE! Get over yourself immediately, Kinn!” Kim talked with his threatening voice again, he was clearly thinking he could order Kinn around. “Did father tell you anything about me?” Kinn asked getting serious for once, he wanted to know if Kim knew anything about the ownership. Porsche was silent in the room, he was just supporting Kinn, not meddling, just being here but with this question he turned his head to Kinn slowly, watching Kinn. “Other then you fell in love with a wicked man from the north and decided to leave us and palace life? No, not really.” Kim quickly answered, Kinn looked for any lies but it seemed like Kim had no idea about what really went down.
“Doesn’t that sound absurd though?” surprisingly it was Porsche who said it, Porsche was frowning, Kinn never could imagine Porsche defending his honor like this because Kim of all people had the power of taking Kinn away from him. “What’re you even talking about?” Kim asked Porsche angrily, clearly not understanding anything.
“Just a thought.” Porsche said dismissing Kim, there was smug smile on his face, Porsche enjoyed making Kim annoyed on a daily basis, which usually entertained Kinn. “Don’t you like Northers too, Prince?” Porsche asked, the way he would call Kim, Prince would often sound like a slur than anything else, Kim would look so disturbed, Kinn had to hold his laughs in.
“How dare you speak to me in such way! You’re beneath me, Porsche!” Kim said in a way exactly Kinn would’ve. “It’s Lord Porsche for you, Kim.” Kinn reminded with a smirk, he had to protect his husband in a situation like this, and annoying Kim was just the plus side of it.
“Who’s he sleeping with?” Kinn asked Porsche. Kinn knew his brother was going out for the last couple days but he wasn’t aware with whom, and the only reason he knew was because Pol told Pete and Pete told Kinn. “With Chay.” Porsche answered him quickly with a wink. Most of the royals knew Chay as Porchay, it would explain why Kim seemed like he didn’t know who he was sleeping. Kinn chuckled, he would expect this from Kim but not Chay. “I’m sleeping with a respected Northern’s son. Is that a problem for you two?” Kim asked, Kinn wondered whether Chay lied to Kim or Kim just didn’t question Chay enough. Northerns were tricky, they knew how to use information and how to manipulate things to it, and no matter how good, Chay was still a Northern too. “Did you take him home or did he?” Porsche asked, he was having fun just like Kinn.
“He thought he took me home, he didn’t know.” Kinn heard Chay’s voice. Chay was wearing one of their intimidating Northern fur, it looked exactly out of Vegas’ closet. Kim was staring at Chay with his mouth open, not understanding what was happening. “What’re you doing here?” Kim asked, he looked surprised to say the least.
“It’s my castle. I’m Porchay.” Chay said it like it was too obvious.
“You… No! No, you aren’t!” Kim denied finally realizing what was happening. Kim was looking between Porsche and Chay. Kinn couldn’t help but laugh, Porsche joined him quickly. “With all due respect, my dear crown Prince, but you made my family uncomfortable, I just wanted to make sure that everything was fine. I never expected you to take me home.”
“What sort of people are you?” Kim asked right after Chay spoken, Kinn saw how he was once in his shoes. “You corrupted my brother! You took him away from us. You, MONSTERS!” Kim yelled, Kinn got up to his feet.
“Don’t you dare talk to my family like that again. You don’t get to raise your voice at them in our own castle! You’re a guest. Know your place, Prince.” Kinn used the exact toning Porsche did, he walked on Kim. He wasn’t gonna allow Kim to talk like this, Kim was no one in this household. For the first time in their life Kinn saw Kim getting scared from him and it didn’t upset Kinn, on the contrary, it satisfied him. Kinn could feel the darkness creeping out of him and he did nothing but embrace it with open arms. This was who he was supposed to be. He had enough of trying to keep peace and playing the nice. Kinn sat back down next to Porsche, he held onto Porsche’s hand, letting Porsche ground him. Pol and Arm was in the room now, right behind Kim, they were scared for Kim’s safety. Something ugly inside Kinn felt satisfied because of it. Porsche gave his hand a squeeze, like he knew what Kinn was thinking and he was reassuring Kinn that it was alright anyways. “Your daddy feeds you lies, Kim. When the time comes we all have to pick sides, just be smart, brother. Light of freedom is near, if you’re bold enough to look at it in the eye.” Kinn said quickly, he got up to squeeze Kim’s shoulder and left the room. Tonight he had to handle Tawan, and Kinn needed to get ready for that. … “You know you’re too sexy when you intimidate people, especially if they’re members of royal family.” Porsche came behind him, putting a kiss on Kinn’s shoulder, then to his neck. Kinn was sharping his knifes for their dinner. Vegas made sure that both Porsche and Kinn wouldn’t be coming across with Tawan or his family. Until today, because today in a bit they had to have dinner together. Kinn wasn’t sure how Vegas was that good at his job but almost 2 weeks with Tawan’s arrival and Kinn hadn’t seen him more than couple of times. “I’ve a feeling that Tawan’s gonna turn you mad. He’s been doing nothing but ask of you, and us. I’m sure he’s been colleting data about us from everywhere. Please make blood bath.” Porsche kept talking while keep putting small kisses all over Kinn.
“Anyone who annoys us takes a blood bath, that’s the deal, remember?” Kinn asked smugly, knowing Porsche was just testing his reaction to Tawan. “You know it’s weird how you’re still jealous of Tawan.” Kinn rolled his eyes, Porsche wrapped his arms around him.
“It’s exactly my fault that I married a fairytale like Prince. I’m the big bad wolf, Kinn. I know you wanna look strong but anything I dislike I’ll probably tear some of his limbs and then watch him suffer the consequences.” “No, you won’t. You’ll let me handle it.” Kinn held Porsche’s face, he watched Porsche rolling his eyes, he knew it was something hard to do for Porsche.
“Well, if I get to see you covered in blood, I might just allow it.” Porsche smirked, and Kinn kissed him. “If you keep this up, we won’t be going to any dinner.” Porsche said, while rubbing his cock to Kinn’s. Kinn pushed him, leaving no contact between them.
“We can’t have that, can we?” Kinn asked with a wicked glint in his eyes.
“You’re so mean, Kinn. I love it.” Porsche said with an awe and Kinn laughed. Then they left their bedroom. Porsche and Kinn were last ones to arrive at the dinner, they went in hand in hand with smiles on their face, everyone would knew they were fake smiles but it just made the whole thing even better. “Did we keep you waiting? Sorry about that. We were caught up with some stuff.” Kinn charmingly said, it always amazed Porsche how he was able to wear his masks so easily. Porsche’s eyes caught Kim, the young Prince still looked like he was having troubles with his brother Chay. Porsche couldn’t have been more proud of Chay. Porsche smirked, while he was taking his seat next to Kinn, they weren’t close though the seats had gabs between them. Tawan and Helena was right across them. “You’ve become quite the rude, Prince Kinn.” Kim said, apparently he was now using formalities with Kinn, which made Kinn smile kindly, the perfect mask on his face not even moved an inch.
“Come on now, Prince Kim, I’m sure your brother had been through enough here.” Tawan of all people said, he was smiling at Kinn seductively, Porsche was about to scoff to his pathetic attempt of seducing Kinn, until he saw the smile Kinn was throwing Tawan, Kinn almost looked affected, which made Tawan's ugly looking smile grew. Porsche wasn’t sure what to do, he couldn’t be certain whether Kinn was still playing the game or he was really getting affected by his ex boyfriend, Porsche felt threatened, there wasn’t a single emotion on his face but deep down he was about to wreck the whole dinner. And to Porsche’s fear Kinn didn’t do anything to reassure him. Porsche was certain that Kinn knew he was having a crisis, and when that happened Kinn always made sure that Porsche understood that everything was fine and more importantly same. Kinn kept doing nothing for Porsche, no secret glances, no hand holding under the table, no wink that would be only reserved for Porsche to see. It made Porsche so much more uncomfortable. Porsche was about to raise to his feet and jump on Tawan to kill him when he realized he basically promised Kinn to handle it, and even though what looked like right now was Kinn not handling it, Porsche was gonna reason for once and he wasn’t gonna do anything. It was hard to maintain, Porsche was so used to going all out and smashing things and killing whoever he wanted whenever he wanted, this was a first. The things he was willing to do for Kinn kept surprising him every day. Porsche was gonna be a good husband for once, even though he was basically gritting his teeth. “Ah, aren’t you so kind, Tawan. That hasn’t changed about you.” Kinn said back to that rat of a man with full on flirting, Kinn was stroking Tawan’s ego, Kinn was complimenting him right in front of his husband, and there was no mask on his face while doing so. Porsche thought maybe this was the end to his Kinn dream, maybe Kinn was getting ready for this all along, and maybe he was planning on leaving with them, Kim would love that idea. Kinn leaving Porsche, after showing Porsche how good the things could get. It was Porsche’s fault anyways, he always knew how dangerous it was to fly near the sun and now he was gonna be pushed into the darkness all over again. “Oh, thanks, my Prince. I missed talking to you.” Tawan’s voice was sweet, Porsche was always aware that even though Tawan was a snake in Kinn’s arms, he always liked Kinn’s company. Porsche could tell the way how would Tawan talk about Kinn sometimes, like Kinn was some sort of God and that he was affecting Tawan too, even though he didn’t want it. So Porsche knew Tawan would always want to have Kinn. Porsche also knew Helena allowed his twink husband to have his little adventures with other males, Porsche couldn’t even imagine being a that kind of spouse, not anymore, not after Kinn. “I missed you too, Tawan.” Kinn sincerely said, Porsche wanted to break the glass in his hand, he didn’t understand what had happened to Kinn, and why he was suddenly being needy for Tawan.
“It’s good to see you can still do small talk.” Kim commented dryly, no one cared what he said. “If you want, my Prince, Tawan could visit you in your chambers tonight. I don’t mind that sort of thing.” Helena said, she was a wrinkled old and very rich lady, Porsche wanted to murder her because of what she just suggested.
“Unfortunately, we won’t be doing that sort of thing!” Porsche couldn’t help but to say it, he smiled at Helena that yelled dangerous, which made the old woman looked slightly terrified. “I don’t buy it! You’re a Northern, Porsche! You all like sex and sex with pretty much everyone.” Tawan said, making Porsche want to choke him right away, Porsche was about to say something snarky when he heard Kinn beating him to it,
“And how would you know that? You’ve never even been to North.” Kinn's voice was firm, it was like a cold breeze in hot whether, it soothed Porsche immediately. “I.. We.. We travel- ”
“Don’t lie.” Kinn cut Tawan’s words like he was using a metaphoric knife.
“What’s going on, Prince Kinn?” Helena asked, going for his husband’s aid. “Ohh, other than your husband deceived me throughout all of our relationship or you were just a lustful old lady who stole my boyfriend? It’s nothing really, I’m over it.” Kinn said while he was sipping from his wine, and cutting his meal like he was making only small talk. “What?” the question came from Kim, it didn’t surprise Porsche.
“It was Lord Vegas to begin with he made sure that Tawan was in my bed.” Kinn said to his brother with a small sad smile. Porsche couldn’t read him. Kim looked shocked by that revelation. “What we do for our kids, right?” Vegas said jokingly trying to soften the mood that no one knew where it was headed, no one but Kinn. Porsche was sure Kinn was heading somewhere what made him mad was that he didn’t know where. “And you still married to him?” Kim basically yelled at Kinn, which was something dangerous to do to begin with. Porsche realized the hard way that Kinn didn’t enjoy being yelled at, when Kinn denied his orgasm for two whole days. Kinn got up and taken something from Pete, he put the paper on the middle of the table.
“I didn’t just marry him, I was given to Lord Porsche as a wedding gift by our King.” Kinn still talked in a relaxed way, now even Porsche was surprised that Kinn was doing something like this. “Oh, my poor Kinn, what did they do to you?” Tawan asked with an annoying voice, Porsche couldn’t stop himself from rolling his eyes to Tawan’s fakeness.
“What you’re gonna do exactly, Tawan? Why’re you here?” Kinn asked, he looked unbothered by the things he was doing to himself. No one but Porsche, Vegas and Kinn and King knew that paper even existed. And the question he was now asking Tawan made no sense for Porsche. “Did King send you to kill Lord Porsche? Or were you supposed to offer me my freedom giving me direct orders from the King, a long scheme, a reason why I had be dethroned, because I couldn’t have killed my husband as a crown prince?” Kinn talked calmly, he was so collected that it was scary for everyone in the room even for Porsche, and for some reason Porsche didn't even wanna know how Kinn managed to learn all of this. Kinn pulled out his gun, Porsche didn’t know he was carrying a gun, he wasn’t even sure how he could’ve missed that. Kinn didn’t point it to anyone just put it on the table, he was still too calm.
“King’s plan was simple, wasn’t it? He wanted the new superpower of North to be neutralized. He knew Porsche’s death would wreck Lord Vegas. It’s a very good plan, right?” “You can come back to the central.” Tawan said hopefully, he also looked scared of Kinn.
“Oh that too, let’s not forget that I get to go back home. Go back to my perfect prince life. And maybe even be a hero because what I did for the royal family is just so noble, no one else could’ve. Who would kill the love of their life for the palace, right?” Kinn chuckled. A fear taken upon Porsche. It was the fear of knowing how much Kinn could’ve wanted to go back to his old life, a fear of Porsche knowing if Kinn was gonna murder him now, he would just let him, he wouldn’t have stopped him or even fight with him. Porsche was right this was the end of their story. Kinn was gonna go back to his perfect life with Kim, maybe he was even gonna take Tawan back but he was going, and this was the end because Kinn got up, his gun turning towards Porsche, there was a determined look on Kinn’s face, Porsche just wished he could’ve held him one more time before he met with his inevitable end. Porsche closed his eyes, he smiled a little, letting Kinn know that it was alright. Porsche did tell him once, he told Kinn he wouldn’t even mind death if it was gonna come to him by his hands, he then kissed Kinn’s hand and they had one of their, what Porsche called calm sex. So now he was just letting Kinn know that he was still thinking the same, and Porsche was just happy to have his time with Kinn, even though it wasn’t enough he was still glad that he had some. The love was powerful just like the hate Porsche had in him, and Porsche was going away with love, his end was through love and not hate and that felt enough for him. “NO!” Porsche heard Vegas yelling, then a shot was fired…
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Porsche didn’t feel dead, he felt no pain, and he was almost certain that he was still sitting on his seat, he opened his eyes to look around, at that same time, Helena began to yell. Porsche’s eyes were looking at a view that surprised him to say the least. Tawan was dead across them, a clean headshot, his eyes still open, and Helena was keep yelling. Porsche felt like his instinct took over and next thing he knew was he was up and he was slitting Helena's throat. He saw Vegas putting his sword through Alfred before man got to do anything. And with that Tawan and his family was dead before their eyes. Porsche didn’t realize that Kinn was next to him, then there was a hard slap on his cheek.
“You were gonna let me kill you?” Kinn yelled, Porsche could hear the terror between his words, Kinn was scared. Kinn had been on his side all along, Kinn chose him, Kinn was given a choice and he went for Porsche. Porsche throw himself at him, this was usually the other way around, it would usually be Kinn who did this sort of thing but Porsche was feeling too much that he had to at least hide in the crook of Kinn’s neck. This was too much for someone like him, Porsche was used to disappointment, it was one of the main things Vegas had taught him, never trust and know that everyone disappoints. There was no way Porsche was lucky enough to fall for someone who wasn’t gonna disappoint him, let alone being loved back by the said person. Here was Kinn, his hands tightly covering Porsche’s body and Kinn was trembling slightly, he was scared of losing Porsche, he was angry at Porsche letting him do anything to him, even death. “I love you.” maybe for the first time Porsche heard those words being told to him. Kinn whispered to his ear, like it was their sacred secret. Kinn’s arms were too tight around him Porsche wouldn’t have it any other way. Still scared of pretty much everything in the moment, Porsche just nodded, knowing Kinn would understand. It was so scary to believe in someone’s love, it was so scary to know he was showing weakness around others and Vegas was there to see it as well but Porsche didn’t feel bad, he knew Kinn wasn’t a weakness, still it managed to make him feel uncomfortable. “This isn’t who I am.” Porsche said, even though he wasn’t moving an inch from where he was, and he definitely wasn’t returning those words to Kinn.
“It’s okay, Porsche. I got you.” Kinn didn’t care, as usual he knew what Porsche needed and again as usual he was giving it, even before being asked. If Porsche got really lucky once in his life, it was with Kinn. “Can you two love birds just stop? You can’t kill friends of the royal family for your own inconveniences, you should know better than this, Kinn.” Kim said to them, at first Porsche felt like he couldn’t hear him, like he was having an out of body experience, and just coming back to his senses. “Have you not seen that paper, Kim?” Kinn raised his voice, after tearing his body from Porsche’s.
“Am I supposed to believe it? Looks like you and dad had an agreement about our Northern problems. What I don’t get is, why’re you backing down now?” Kim asked, even without seeing Kinn’s face, Porsche could sense that those words hurt his husband but Kinn wasn’t the one to show feelings on his face. “I’ve unfortunate news for you little brother. First of all you’re also getting married, it’s gonna be a small ceremony here on North. Then we’ll visit our King to bring him news on your wedding. Then you’ll declare me back as the crown prince. The rest doesn’t really concern you.” Kinn sat down next to Kim, he looked deadly, Porsche had no idea about any of these plans. “You’re kidding me, right? None of those things are gonna happen, Kinn! I’m leaving. Pol, Arm!” Kim yelled to his protectors but no one showed at first. Then the doors opened and they pushed Pol and Arm into the room with handcuffs. Kinn was doing coup to his little brother. “You can’t do this!” Kim yelled after finally realizing how serious Kinn was about everything.
“I already am doing it. Your wedding’s tomorrow, everything’s set already.”
“Who?” Kim asked, he was now looking at his brother with that same fire Porsche often would see on Kinn’s eyes. “With Chay. I’m not cruel like my father. If you wanna keep sleeping with him you can. If you don’t wanna see his face again you won’t after the wedding. If you wanna a divorce after we visited The Central and do what we needed then you can have a divorce.” Kinn calmly answered. This also meant Chay was in on this as well. Porsche wondered how much of a dangerous force his brother and husband made together. “Unbelievable.” Kim said with a lower voice this time, he looked like he finally started to see Kinn’s way.
“Did dad really hurt you this much?” Kim asked, his voice was a lot softer now. Kinn smiled bitterly, and nodded, not bothering with words. Then he got up and offered his hand to Porsche,
“Let’s go to our room.” … Porsche still couldn’t believe his little brother was getting married to Kim. Maybe Vegas did raise them well because both of them ended up getting married to actual royals. “Lord Porsche.” Porsche heard Kinn’s formal voice, there was a smirk on his handsome face.
“My Prince.” Porsche said back with a small bow of his head, he could see that smirk growing on Kinn’s face. It had been some while since Porsche heard his title being told to him by Kinn. It was odd to think how far they have come together. “It’s been a minute since you called me that.” Porsche said with a mischievous smile.
“Mm, wanted to bring back your old memories thinking you might miss the old times.” Kinn shrugged his shoulders Porsche didn’t understand why Kinn would think that might be necessary until his eyes caught Vegas for the second time tonight. “Is this about Vegas’ little freak show contribution to this wedding?” Porsche asked, Vegas brought their best sex slaves for show off, when it first caught Porsche’s eyes he just rolled his eyes to it and think nothing of it. Apparently that wasn't the case with Kinn. “I saw you looking at them.” Kinn said, not giving any emotions of what he’s actually feeling about it. Kinn was also keeping his distance, he wasn’t close enough for Porsche to touch.
“Do you miss women whimpers under you?” Kinn asked without waiting for Porsche to say anything. “No. Not at al- ” Porsche got interrupted by Kinn's index finger on his lips. Finally Kinn was near, and he was touching Porsche, rest was pretty much white noise for him. “I will handcuff you, ” Kinn pushed him onto one of their armchairs, not giving a single care where they were, Porsche just kept watching him.
“I will make sure that you can’t move an inch, ” Kinn climbed on him, straddling Porsche, his legs felt firm around Porsche's thighs.
“I will make you watch me either fucking someone or someone fucking me, doesn’t matter, ” Kinn pushed his ass right onto Porsche’s now totally awake member, making Porsche grunt deeply.
“ if you get more than a little close with any of those slaves or someone else.” Kinn finally finished what he wanted to say, he grabbed both of Porsche’s hands and pulled them over his head, Porsche was under Kinn’s control in such a public place and he had absolutely no problems with it. “Are you enjoying yourself, my lord?” Kinn asked with a smirk but Porsche could also see there was a surprise behind those eyes. Never once Porsche let Kinn held any control over him more than a minute, let alone allowing Kinn to do such a public show.
“I think I am.” Porsche said looking into Kinn’s eyes letting him know that he meant it. Last night Porsche shred that piece of paper that made him Kinn’s owner then they burned the left overs. What Porsche said made Kinn chuckle, a voice Porsche particularly enjoyed.
“Who could’ve thought.” Kinn said still smiling at him. Porsche’s hands were still up, and Kinn was still seated on his painfully aching member, and ever slightly moving his hips to make Porsche mad. Then Kinn took pity on him and lowered his hands right down on his ass, so Porsche could just grab him and then in that exact time Porsche heard a click coming from next to them.
“What the hell?” Porsche asked angrily at the guy who just taken their picture.
“I.. I was just taking your pictures for the King.” the guy muttered with fear. “It’s all good you can leave now, if you’ve what you need.” Kinn stepped in and said, he looked smug for some reason. And how would the King know about this wedding?
“Why do I feel like you know what’s going on.” Porsche said making Kinn's smile grow wider.
“You knew someone was gonna take our pictures.” Porsche added. Every time Porsche thought Kinn couldn’t have gotten any more savage, he would surprise Porsche. Kinn leaned over until his mouth covered Porsche’s neck, then he licked and kissed there, until he made Porsche’s eyes go behind his head. Then he kissed Porsche slowly on the lips.
“Come with me.” Kinn whispered, he was already up to his feet, the loss making Porsche feel cold. Then, they ended up in the closet, which was crowded with all the coats and furs because there was a wedding going on, which seemed like didn’t interest Kinn at all. Kinn pushed him on a chair this time, climbing back where he just was seated a second ago.
“What’re we doing here, dear husband?” Porsche asked, his hands already all over Kinn’s back.
“We’re gonna fuck of course.” Kinn said it like it was too obvious. “Also I gotta surprise for you.” Kinn added, Porsche could see through the darkness that just appeared out of nowhere in Kinn's eyes, Porsche liked that darkness.
“What?” Porsche asked, for some reason expecting something sexual thinking how horny Kinn had been the whole night. “Look over to your left.” Kinn said, he was back to wiggling his hips and making Porsche mad by it agenda, which Porsche enjoyed more than anything. Still nothing could’ve prepared Porsche what he was gonna see pretty much right next to him. Porsche did realize a certain smell inside but he was used to it to realize what it actually was. Right next to them there was Chan’s still bleeding fresh body, he was dead and it was gruesome, Porsche loved it, it was almost like a painting to look at. “Turns out daddy send Chan to keep an eye on Kim and give updates about all of us. So The King knows about this wedding. But of course King only knows about it because I wanted it like that. You see, I knew Chan was around ever since my brother showed up. I know my dad, I know his ways, it’s just I never had any reason to use it against him, until now.” Kinn kept eye contact with Porsche, and he never left it. Then in a swift move, he had Porsche’s zipper down, and his cock out, he gave it couple strokes, not tearing his eyes from Porsche’s for a second. Kinn looked a different kind of sexy in his official prince suit, he didn’t forget to put his black coat on giving himself a Northern touch, Porsche would die for him, Porsche would kill for him, whatever Kinn wanted Porsche would provide. Kinn threw his coat off and opened up his pants, Porsche eagerly pulled them down, there wasn’t a lot of room to move but Porsche couldn’t have handle Kinn stepping down from where he was seated. Porsche pulled Kinn by his jacket roughly, he felt like tearing it, so he did exactly that, then he quickly put his mouth on Kinn’s chest, licking and grazing Kinn’s flesh with his teeth. Kinn pushed him a little, after letting Porsche play however he wanted. Seeing Chan’s bloody dead body turned Porsche on so much more, he was going feral by every second, his hips already trying to move past into Kinn’s body. “Shh!” Kinn just said to soothe him, understanding Porsche was getting too high too quickly. Then Kinn did something unexpected, he reached out to Chan’s body, and put his hand onto the bloodied chest, then he smeared it all over himself, to his chest, his neck even to his face, with no disgust showing on his face, on the contrary, Kinn's eyes were too dark, he was equally turned on by it all. “I know you love how blood looks on my skin. Does it always have to be my own blood?” Kinn asked, he looked something divine to Porsche’s eyes. He was everything Porsche’s twisted mind could ask for. Porsche couldn’t utter any words he just slowly shaken his head. Kinn smiled warmly, he was something like out of Porsche’s darkest desires. “I’ve prepared myself for you.” Kinn whispered into his mouth, Porsche could smell the blood off of him, Porsche wanted to swallow him a whole. Porsche couldn’t even register what Kinn was saying, he felt like he was hypnotized by Kinn. When Kinn repositioned himself and sat right onto his aching cock, Porsche finally realized what he meant. Kinn just sat there, let them both take in what was happening.
“Porsche!” Kinn said with a soft voice, making Porsche’s nerves awaken even more, Porsche just looked at him, like he couldn’t believe Kinn was real, and that this moment was also real.
“Breathe, baby.” Kinn said, Porsche felt too shocked, he wasn’t even aware that he wasn’t really breathing, that he wasn’t doing anything but to stare at Kinn like he was gonna vanish out of his hands. Listening to Kinn, Porsche breathed. He wrapped his arms around Kinn’s torso, pulling his body in even closer to himself. Then he looked at Kinn again, he touched the blood that looked more fresh and not too dry like others on Kinn’s perfectly milky skin. He pushed his bloodied finger into Kinn’s mouth and watched him suck on it, Kinn’s eyes were closed, the way he looked sinful made Porsche moan loudly. Porsche even forgotten he was inside Kinn, he was gonna explode any second. “This is who you are.” Kinn opened his eyes, he was reminding Porsche those words he had said the other day. And Kinn was right, this was exactly who he was. Kinn chuckled, that sounded slightly sad.
“If anything, this isn’t who I am.” Kinn said, he was holding onto Porsche the same way Porsche was holding on to him, like a lifeline, like a reason to keep going. “Isn’t this who you wanna be?” Porsche genuinely asked, wondering what was Kinn thinking.
“It is. I want nothing but chaos, Porsche. It scares me. This joy of hurting others. I'm scared of myself.” Kinn answered without any fear. The way Porsche would avoid to answer about real feelings wasn’t the same for Kinn. “Never! Never be scared of this. We’re what people pushed us to be, Kinn. Embrace it, I’ll always be with you.”
“I know that.” Kinn lowly said, then he pushed his hips down, tearing down more moans out of them.
“Come on, fuck me like you mean it.” Kinn said, and Porsche didn’t need to be told twice. Porsche kept a very punishing pace, he was too gone for anything else, he had been painfully waiting to own Kinn’s ass ever since Kinn began to taunt him. He pulled Kinn’s body in, hiding Kinn’s face on his neck, Kinn was holding on for dear life because Porsche was going too fast, too rough. Porsche’s eyes were fixated on Chan’s dead body, he was admiring Kinn’s work, he was trying to locate the deep cuts in that bloody mess of a body. Porsche could also see some of Chan’s blood smearing on his body from Kinn's, it just teared another grunt from his throat. “Fuck, Kinn. I’m close. Come for me.” Porsche quickly let out the words while speeding his movements even further, it wasn’t long before he made Kinn come, and the way Kinn tightened his body sent Porsche’s body over the cliff as well. “AHhhm! I swear the gods I don’t even believe, you’re gonna kill me.” Porsche said breathless.
“We both know that’s not gonna happen.” Kinn smugly said and kissed Porsche lazily.
“I take it you like it.” Kinn said, still looking smug. Porsche wanted to do more with him. “It’s weird how you guessed that right.” Porsche joked, making Kinn laugh warmly. Kinn got up to get dressed. The wedding was still keep going on the background. Porsche stopped Kinn and pulled him back to his lap, he kissed Kinn’s cheek, and looked at him some more.
“Stop looking at me like that or I’m gonna begin to think you’re in love with me.” Kinn said, he tried to sound annoyed but he was smiling. “Tomorrow morning you’re gonna wake up before me. You’re gonna take your sweet time preparing my ass for your cock. And when you think it’s enough you’re gonna enter me while I’m still asleep and when you rammed into me hard I'll wake up.” Porsche said seriously, he could see the surprise on Kinn’s face. “Are you sure? We never talked about it and I didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable.”
“I know you enjoy being the top, Kinn. I’ve been thinking about it for some time. It's something I never really allow myself to think about.” Porsche wanted to be brave with Kinn, he wanted to be more relaxed while talking about his life's tragedies. “Umm, when I was young before Vegas and had to fend for myself and my brother, I would do these favors to old men. I continued it even after Vegas, thinking he might leave us one day. I had to stop once Vegas learned about it. Actually it was why he felt like he needed to teach me some ways of sex. You know, where I would be in charge, in control. Soo.. umm, that’s why in a simplified way.” Porsche turned to the side, not wanting the look of pity on Kinn’s face. Kinn pushed his head back to himself. And waited for Porsche to open his eyes back. At last Porsche opened them slowly. Kinn wasn’t looking at him with pity, he was looking like he was seeing something beautiful.
“You’re so strong.” Kinn firmly said, still holding Porsche’s chin. “If that’s what you want for tomorrow I’ll give it to you. If you say too much, I’ll stop, if you like some control you’ll have it all. If you wanna let go for once I’ll take care of you. Whatever you want, Porsche, and however you want it.” Kinn looked determined. It was such on odd feeling to realize that there was someone taking care of Porsche for once. And to even Porsche’s surprise when Kinn was in charge, Porsche didn’t feel like dying, he didn’t feel like something bad was gonna happen to him, no, he felt like he enjoyed the thrill of unknown and that trust between them, it never really occur to Porsche that it went both ways. “What’re you planning for the King?” Porsche asked, trying to get a little spoiler for what’s to come for their enemies. Kinn chuckled happily to the question.
“King knows we’re coming, he doesn’t know why, poor Chan didn’t get to say that part. We’ll be going from the high mountain way. The long way. What I’m hoping is the Northern armies will be coming from the sea, they will hide on coasts and not to be seen by others.” “Huh, that sounds like a good plan.” Porsche commented, Northerns appearing out of the blue would caught The Central completely off guard.
“What I need from you, dear husband, is to convince your most trusted Lords. We need less people with good quality, we need the most wild ones, and if we can’t control them afterwards- ” “we’ll get rid of them.” Porsche finished the sentence for him, making Kinn smile wickedly.
“God, I love you.” Porsche said right before attacking Kinn’s lips, kissing him harshly.
“They’re not gonna know what hit them.” Porsche added, and Kinn just shaken his head slowly agreeing with Porsche. Porsche just had to kiss him again, all tongue, and teeth, enjoying every wet second of it. And then when they both heard someone knocking on the closet door, they both yelled,
“Fuck Off!”
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Kinn was bloodied, he could feel it dripping all over him, he could feel it making the fur on his back heavier, Porsche’s lucky fur. The blood wasn’t Kinn’s. It mostly belonged to royal guards, it belonged to people should’ve been protecting Kinn. It was all in the past now. Kinn was a changed man. He was a wild man. A wicked man, just like his husband. Kinn smiled to himself, he never believed a day like this could come, a day he could feel free of his King. Today was going to be that day. Kinn inhaled then exhaled, “Hello, father.”
A Month Ago…
All Kinn did was planning. It had been too long since Kinn felt this goal oriented against anything. Everyone noticed it, they all knew Kinn was tiring himself, but they had no time, it all had to be in couple of weeks. The only way they could have any chance against the King was if they could act smart and fast enough, if city Nixon got notified of any sort of uprising, they were done for. Nixon was located in a dangerous spot, even one man escaping there meant it was the end. It wasn’t easy to access, and it was most likely very hard to take down. Nixon was a military city, basically security of all kingdom went through there and came from there. If there was a war, Nixon would provide the manpower. If they couldn’t take Nixon down it would all be over, and unfortunately the soldiers from there were well trained the best of bests often lived there, it was the hardest and the most important place to take. The central and the palace had to stay at last. Kinn was rapidly taking notes, trying to write down everything he could remember and that it could be strategical advantage to them.
“Why do I have a feeling that you might actually pull this off?” Vegas asked, Kinn was in Porsche’s study, he sent Porsche off to bed after seeing how much he started to yawn. “Who knows.” Kinn genuinely said, he had no idea if they could actually be successful, if anyone heard they would call this suicidal, just like Kim did. Vegas chuckled.
“Going in blind. Porsche was right you did become a true Northern.” Vegas taken a seat against him, there was a fur on his hand that looked new. “He said that?” Kinn asked, he knew Porsche liked his changes, he didn’t know Porsche was talking to Vegas about it, he couldn’t help but smile, he felt good knowing he made Porsche proud. Vegas nodded, he was also smirking.
“Of course he did. It’s good to see you’re embracing North.” Kinn sighed, he knew he needed help, he also knew Porsche told him he could trust Lord Vegas even though Kinn didn’t want to he was aware he needed help.
“You know the city Nixon? The one near central.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard about it. Some of the enemies of the kingdom said it was unbeatable.” Vegas looked in thoughts, he knew Kinn plotted but he didn’t know what. “Don’t tell me you’re planning to attack there, Kinn! It’s impossible, it’s never even tried before.” Vegas looked slightly concerned.
“We have an advantage no one ever had before.” Kinn calmly said with a sigh.
“Which is?” Vegas asked looking intrigued, every Northern loved wars. “Me. No other enemy had someone inside like me. This is my Kingdom, those are my cities. I know them inside out, I know how they work, I know what’s possible and what’s not, better than anyone. I’ve went to war alongside with those people, those generals, guards. I know their ways. I know everything.” Kinn exhaled. Vegas know looked properly excited. “You really earn that name they call you, didn’t you? Devil in disguise. So, are we really doing this?” Vegas asked, he looked satisfied.
“I think I’m going to need your help.”
“What’s your plan? This won’t end even though you managed to take Nixon down.” Vegas talked calmly this time, Kinn nodded. “I know. First, I need to head to the Central. I need to cut communication of the palace with the rest. If the king had a hang of it, then it would be over even before starting. I need to control what the palace sees so we can feed them lies while the cities get taken over.
“Porsche always saw something in you. I always thought you were just a pretty face. It’s good to know you’re not.” Vegas smirked again looking effected by Kinn’s plan. “I need the strongest Northern there at Nixon. We can’t be too crowded. Porsche’s already gathering other Lords. I need your strongest Northern, Vegas.” Kinn’s voice was slightly shaky.
“You already know who’s my strongest.” Vegas quickly said. Then they heard the door of the study opening,
“My Prince, I’m sorry, I caught Prince Kim trying to eavesdrop.” Pete said bowing, he then pushed Kim inside. “That’s okay, Pete. Thank you. You can go back now.” Kinn said to him, Pete was guarding Kinn.
“I can go with Porsche.” Vegas said, not caring about Kim the slightest.
“I don’t exactly trust you, Vegas.” Kinn couldn’t help but say.
“Even with Porsche?” Vegas asked, and when Kinn didn’t answer he laughed. “Going where with Porsche?” Kim asked, he was trying to pull his clothes together, Pete did basically throw him in.
“To the Nixon.” Kinn said, there was no way they could hidden all of this from Kim, not for long.
“You’re seriously doing it? You’ve turn into a proper traitor.” Kim angrily said and sat down next to Vegas, against Kinn. “That crown is my birthright, and you know it.”
“It’s Khun’s birthright.” Kim dryly commented, Kinn scoffed.
“It wasn’t Khun who had been raised as the crown prince ever since as child. It was me!” “I don’t want to argue with you anymore, Kinn.” Kim sounded tired. Kinn was aware his little brother wanted everything to go back to normal, but it was impossible.
“What about you?” Kinn asked.
“What about me?” Kim asked back. “You’re aware that whole kingdom knows you’re married to Chay.” Kinn coldly said, waiting Kim to put the pieces together. Kim’s eyes opened wider after finally realizing why Kinn married him off quickly.
“I can’t be the crown prince anymore.” Kim whispered. All this time he hoped he could go back but now it was too hard.
“Ohh, man! That’s some mean stuff right there, Kinn.” Vegas also understood it, and now he was laughing at the realization. “Look, little brother, I’m either going to die while trying to rebel against our father or I’ll become the King after taking him down. Either way you won’t have any credibility left against the eyes of the people. Because you’re married to a Northern. Even though you say we forced you, people won’t care. You’ve become an accomplice. You’re wed to one of the uprising members.”
“You planned this. You ruined me.” Kim’s eyes were teary, Kinn didn’t pity him. “If palace wins, Father might let you live with them but there is no way he could make you the crown prince again. Khun can’t do it either.” Kinn’s voice was dry.
“Even if King wins, you’ll be punishing him. He would have no crown prince left to put in charge. People will question his credibility too because he allowed you to marry a Northern and he raised a traitor. Huh. Even if you lose, you’re basically still winning.” Kim shaken his head, he looked surprised how determined Kinn was. “I’ll go to Nixon with Porsche and Vegas. You know I’m not a bad fighter. I can protect your Porsche. I can at least do this for you, right?” Kim asked, he got up looked both of them and left the room. “You know we can’t trust him.” Vegas said after Kim left.
“Yes. But you can also use him to infiltrate the armory. If you can cut their supplies, it would help great deal.” Kinn quickly said. Vegas nodded.
“I will keep an eye on your brother. Something tells me he will try things.” Vegas said and Kinn just nodded, he was probably right but Kinn hoped Vegas could catch Kim before he did something too stupid. “By the way I’ve gotten this made for you. If you’re Northern, you should have your own fur. Take it as an apology for some of my behaviors, but not all of course.” Vegas put the light grey fur he was holding onto Porsche’s desk.
“Thanks, Vegas.” Kinn just said looking at the fur.
“Just.. just take care of my son.” Vegas quietly said, and left quickly, for all Northerns emotions were a taboo apparently. And for once Kinn liked the gesture from Vegas. … “I think you broke Vegas, Kinn. I’ve never seen him this excited about anything. All he talks about is the upcoming war.” Porsche kissed his cheek, while pinching Kinn’s thighs.
“It’s an uprising.” Kinn corrected and nibbled at Porsche’s neck. “Did you like Vegas’ gift? He spent some time trying to decide which one was proper enough.” Porsche said laughing.
“He had more than one made?” Kinn asked, Porsche nodded, still laughing.
“Vegas enjoys getting caught up with these things. He also gifted one Pete. He says both of you are part of his family now, whether you like it or not.” Porsche was still smiling. “Only if I knew things could get this interesting around here, I would’ve travelled years ago. Sometimes I wonder where we would be if you’ve talked to me that day.” Kinn was in thoughts, he didn’t want to think about the upcoming days. “What’s bothering you, husband?” Porsche asked, he slowly strip Kinn. Then they lay down on the bed, naked. It was odd how the cold had no effects left on Kinn’s body. He really did become a Northern.
“I don’t want to be separated from you.” Kinn calmly said, he was caressing Porsche’s hair, it soothed him. “It’s only for a little while. I will be back to your arms quickly.” Porsche tried to lighten up the mood, but Kinn was concerned.
“I don’t want to lose you. Maybe I should come with you.”
“My dear Prince, you’re the only one who knows the central like the back of your hand. You have to be there.” Porsche kissed his cheek again. “Then you come with me.” Kinn whispered. They both found happiness, he didn’t want to lose it, just because he was angry at his father.
“Kinn, I promised to provide you everything you asked for. We both know we can’t live freely if we know King Korn is breathing down on our necks. He already wants North to fail, he willingly sold his son to accomplish that. You must stop him. And as a dutiful husband I must help you do it.” Porsche hugged him, knowing how much Kinn was scared. “Aren’t you scared?” Kinn asked, his arms around Porsche’s torso, they were made for each other.
“No. Look what’s waiting for me.” Porsche said, while looking inside of Kinn’s eyes, then he continued,
“Just promise not to die until I come back to you.”
“Only if you promise the same thing.” Kinn said right after. They slept like that, in each other’s arms. Tomorrow was the big day, the plan was to set in motion.
An Hour Ago
Kinn and Chay were waiting patiently. Chay had come with him, considering any place else was too dangerous. He had to come with Kinn. Porsche and Vegas trusted Kinn to keep him safe. It had been almost a month since they last saw each other. The communication was down. It had to be in order to keep the palace’s communication controlled. They managed to come this far. They had taken down the central, and the king didn’t know any of it. They also knew Nixon was down. Only thing they didn’t know who survived. But they were coming here. Kinn and Chay had been waiting for them. The blood was all over Kinn. Even Chay had killed more than a dozen soldiers. All this time palace only slept, not knowing what was happening right under their noses. “KINN!” Kinn heard the most beautiful voice to his ears. It was Porsche, when he looked up, he saw Porsche running towards him, Porsche wasn’t all that different from Kinn, he was also covered in blood, he looked alive and that’s all Kinn needed. They hugged for a good while, Kinn knew his tears were going down, and his shoulder was burning, because someone stabbed him, but none of it matter because he had Porsche back in his arms. Then he finally removed himself from Porsche’s embrace to look at his handsome face. “WHO DID THAT?” Kinn angrily yelled. Porsche had a cut on his face, on the right side, it was deep and it went through his beautiful eye as well. There was a patch on his eye, which meant his eyesight was going to be bad or maybe be even lost for that eye. Porsche looked troubled to speak for some weird reason. They kept not talking. Which made Kinn more curious. What was the meaning of this. Kinn opened his mouth to yell another thing but before he did that Kim talked,
“I did.”
Kinn’s angry eyes quickly turned to his little brother. That’s when he saw Kim also had a face wound, his was more of downwards, it went from his cheek to over his neck. Kinn frowned. “What’s the meaning of this?” he asked, he wanted some answers about this. Porsche sighed,
“Kim tried to kill me. Vegas almost killed him because of it.” Porsche calmly said.
“Good. Did Vegas did that to his face?” Kinn asked, he felt so angry against his little brother. “Nope. I was just gonna rip his head off, but Porsche said not to.” Vegas looked bored as usual.
“We defeated Nixon, and then one of the Northern Lords thought he could eliminate me, and then you, he thought he could become the King himself. I guess he thought after killing me it wouldn’t be too hard to kill you, Kinn. And believe me he could’ve killed me. If..” Porsche stopped, he turned around to look at Kim. “If?” Kinn asked, his hands clutching at Porsche with fear, he did come too close to losing him apparently.
“Kim thrown himself on me. He saved my life, Kinn.” Porsche turned back to Kinn, then he kissed Kinn. It was a desperate kiss for both of them. They heard a slap.
“You tried to kill my brother?” Kinn heard Chay’s shaky voice, then he looked over them to see Chay pulling Kim in for a rough hug. Kim didn’t do anything, and after a while he hugged Chay back. Kinn looked at Porsche.
“You come back to me, my lord.” Kinn mockingly said.
“Always, my prince, soon to be my king.” Porsche whispered to his lips hotly. “Does it hurt?” Kinn asked, touching the patch on his eye lightly. Porsche shaken his head slightly.
“Not too much. I feel better now that I’m with you.” Porsche smiled wickedly, Kinn loved his husband with his whole heart. Kinn taken his fur out, he then slowly taken Porsche’s out of his shoulders.
“I think mine is a lucky one as well.” Kinn said, while he put his own light colored fur on Porsche’s shoulders, then he had put on Porsche’s.
“I love you.” Porsche said after looking at Kinn with his fur.
“I love you too.” Kinn pecked his lips.
Present
“YOU THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME?” the king roared. Kinn was unaffected by it, he almost rolled his eyes. They were all in the royal hall, where his father spent most of his time.
“It’s over already, father.” Kinn calmly said, while he had stopped right in front of his father. “Show him, Kim.” Kinn said, his brother had a phone that showed real news from the kingdom. Korn’s face taken an ugly turn, and then he slapped Kim.
“Both of you are nobody. I’m the KING!” Korn yelled again, he began to order the royal guards to come but no one did. “Everyone is dead, father.” Kinn was calm once more.
“Look at you. You think you’re a true Northern because you copy them?” his father spatted, he was trying to get under Kinn’s skin but it didn’t work. “I got nothing to prove to you. I know myself now. I know who I am. And who I am about to become.” Kinn’s voice was almost soothing. Kinn could see from the corner of his eyes how the Northern Lords in the room were surprised by that, even covered in blood Kinn managed to stay this calm and collected. “You’ll be hanged, and I will be declared the new King of the new joint kingdom. I won’t look pass over North. I will be fixing the things you broke, father. Ever since you sent me to the North, you stopped being my king.” Kinn had a scary stillness to him while talking. The rope was ready. Kinn pulled it over his father’s neck without missing a beat and then he pushed him over the big windows of the palace, where everyone could see it. He exhaled deeply, it was hard to believe it was really over. Then Kinn sat down on the throne, Vegas was holding the crown, he slowly approached Kinn to make him official King of their kingdom. Kinn stopped him. He pulled out his gloves, revealing the scars on his arms for everyone to see. Even Vegas looked surprised to see them, to see what Kinn tried to do once, while he was under his roof. Then Kinn gestured Vegas to continue. After he was crowned, he put the crown belonged to his mother once on top of Porsche’s head, feeling proud with his husband.
“Kings.” Kinn whispered for Porsche to hear only, making him smile. “Pete, where’s my older brother?” Kinn asked, they haven’t seen Tankhun anywhere yet.
“My King, I’ve just learned that your father kept him locked in his room after he figured out what happened to you. They’ll be bringing him down shortly.” Pete quickly answered, which made Kinn happy.
A Year Later
“My King, thanks for listening to us. We never believed we could have good relations with the royals and honestly, I never believed when they said you were a true Northern too. I was mistaken. We will be at service to our kingdom from now on.” one of the lords said, Kinn was having a meeting with them for a while. Kinn just nodded. This Lord was one of the strong ones on the North, right after Vegas. “Not every person knows certain pains in life.” Lord added, he was showing Kinn the scars on his wrists, it looked like he tried to kill himself too. Kinn kept nodding, no words were needed about things like this. “Can’t believe you’re still a sweet talker.” Porsche commented right after the meeting adjourned.
“I thought you loved it.” Kinn pouted, it was fake as it could get. Porsche kissed it away.
“Khun wants us to join him on his next vacation to North. He’s very determined to make you forgive Kim.” Porsche said, Kinn just rolled his eyes. Very surprisingly his older brother and Porsche got along very well, it wasn’t the same with Vegas though, Khun threatened to kill Vegas every time he saw him. Chay didn’t want Vegas to stay alone at North, so he was often back and forth with North and Central, it wasn’t the same with Kim. His punishment for trying to kill Porsche was to stay at North. “If you want, we will go.” Kinn said, caressing the scar on Porsche’s face.
“Aren’t you generous, my king?” Porsche teased. Kinn just kept touching his face.
“You sure your eyesight is better? Maybe I should find more doctors for you.” “It’s not perfect but it’s better now, Kinn. Don’t worry about it. We’re used to it by now.” Porsche said, he was touching the new scars on Kinn’s abdomen. It was true, this was who they were, Kinn wouldn’t change it to anything. This was what was meant to be for them, for now, and forever…