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Kim looked over his shoulder when the slide door opened and Chay tried to stumble through it. He raised an eyebrow when Chay, clearly drunk, failed to walk through the door on his first try, finding it amusing since it made the boy giggle.

“P… P’Kim… Shh… don’t… don’t wake up hia… shh…” Chay pressed his index finger to his lips when he noticed Kim and began to giggle again, his cheeks pink thanks to the alcohol coursing through his system. 

Kim wondered if today was the day he’ll get lucky. He couldn’t deny that his boyfriend’s brother was very tempting. He was. Very. But Kim knew he had to be patient and not make any mistakes.

Chay let out another drunkish giggle and began to stumble towards the sofa where he collapsed and by the look of it fell asleep.

Kim waited for a second or two and then went to close the door, Chay left open, before he made his way to the sofa, finding the younger one on his stomach.

“Porchay?” Kim asked as he stepped closer to the sofa. “Hey… Chay?” he tried again and shook Chay’s shoulder. When he got no response his hand slowly moved from Chay’s shoulder lower, traveling down his back until it reached something Kim wanted to get a hold on for quite some time now. Kim slid his hand down to Chay’s ass and without hesitation gave it a little squeeze. So far all he was able to get away with was one or two playful light slaps in moments where Chay’s teasing and playful mood was getting out of hand. Neither Chay nor Porsche thought anything of that and laughed that off as a part of a friendly banter, just as Kim knew they would.

Kim’s eyes snapped up when Chay made a quiet noise but his eyes remained closed.

Kim let out a low chuckle upon seeing that. It might have been Ohm’s birthday the college kids were celebrating but as it seems it was Kim who’s getting the nicest little present.

Kim rolled Chay onto his back and pulled down the zipper of his hoodie.

“Hm… s… true… too hot…” Chay mumbled in his sleep.

“And it’s going to get hell of a hotter, angel,” Kim smirked as he managed to pull the hoodie off of Chay’s body. 

Kim waited for nothing and pushed Chay’s shirt up, exposing his smooth skin hiding under the fabric. Very much unlike how Porsche’s body looks like. Porsche’s body was firm, muscular and very fit. Chay’s body was soft. Kim didn’t like one over the other. He liked the way Porsche looks but lately Kim was getting a little bit bored of being with the same person for so long. Almost six months. Kim probably broke his own personal record. Well, Kim decided it was time to move on but he felt like there was no need to hurry with that. Especially since through Porsche he had easy access to his next target. A target that laid defenceless underneath him, waiting… no, begging to be ruined.

Kim was more than sure that Chay will remember nothing from this night, shame, Kim will make sure to show him a good time.

Kim ran one hand up Chay’s body, stopping to play with the younger one’s nipples, rolling one between his thumb and index finder before pinching it. Chay’s head rolled to the other side as the boy let out a quiet, almost happy sounding and more importantly still very much asleep noise.

“I bet you wanted this, didn’t you?” Kim muttered. Of course, Chay did. How could he not? Chay almost glued himself to Kim’s side almost immediately, taking his brother’s boyfriend in and making him part of the family like it was nothing. It was almost endearing, really. Chay very much resembled a puppy. Sadly no matter how cute Chay was, Kim’s not about to stop. Kim could pretend to be a good person. He could pretend it very well actually but he knew that the reality couldn’t be further from that. But honestly? That’s the others’ problem, not Kim’s.

Kim knelt on the sofa, settling down between Chay’s left before he bent down and began to kiss his way up Chay’s body, replacing his hand with his mouth, sucking and nibbling on Chay’s nipple.

Chay’s hand for a second pressed against Kim’s shoulder before it fell back on the sofa.

Kim looked up and chuckled before he moved with his kisses to Chay’s neck, tasting the saltiness of Chay’s sweat, the taste of the club but more importantly, underneath that something so uniquely Chay.

Kim decided to not wait a second longer and pressed his lips against Chay’s. Kim didn’t know exactly what got Chay in this state but by the taste he would bet his money on some fruity colorful little cocktails. Sweet drinks for a sweet little angel, Kim thought and chuckled.

Kim wasn’t sure if Chay’s lack of cooperation with the kiss was due to his lack of experience or because of his drunken state but it didn’t matter. Kim didn’t mind. Kim got even harder than he already was when he realized that Chay might very well never kissed anyone before. Chay, God bless him, is the most annoyingly sharing person Kim ever met. All you need to do is to exist in his presence and he’ll tell you just about anything about himself. Chay’s naivety and overly friendliness was Kim’s key to heaven. Sure Kim tunes out most of what Chay (or most of the people) say because he doesn’t care but the fact Chay blurted out that he’s waiting for someone special burned itself into Kim’s brain. 

Someone special? Chay would hardly find anyone more special than Kim. Chay should be grateful Kim is doing this for him since he’s not some amateur. He knows what he’s doing so he’ll make sure Chay’ll have a hell of a time… ok, Chay will not remember but… that’s kind of Chay’s own, isn’t it?

Kim let out a quiet growl when Chay, probably by accident, attempted to kiss him back. “Having fun, angel?” he muttered against Chay’s lips.

Chay’s eyes fluttered open. “Ohm… I… I don’t… let’s… hungry…” he muttered.

Kim chucked at the wanna be sentenced. “Hungry? You’re making me hungry. Very hungry…” he growled before he began to kiss his way down Chay’s body. Never a patient man, Kim pulled down Chay’s shorts and underwear, his hands immediately exploring the newly exposed skin.

“You like this, huh?” Kim chuckled when he saw Chay was half hard. Well… half hard will not do. Kim can’t let Chay have only half fun, can he? “We’ll get you up all the way, baby, don’t worry,” Kim smirked and lowered himself, his skillful mouth quickly getting Chay fully hard. Kim’s ego took it just a little bit personally that Chay is sleeping through his first ever blowjob, blowjob given by Kim on top of that, but Kim was willing to let it slide this time. Even though him going down on someone else wasn’t the norm. He prefers it the other way around and since anyone who gets lucky enough to get on their knees for Kim should consider themselves very lucky, Kim didn’t see a problem in that arrangement. But since this was Chay’s first time, Kim was willing to make a little exception, especially considering the sounds Kim made Chay make.

Chay let out a sinfully sweet moan and arched his back, indicating he was close. Kim pulled back and replaced his mouth with his hand while his other hand reached into his pocket to pull out his phone. Soon Chay’s stomach and chest was painted with his own cum.

Kim smirked and ended the short video he just took. Before he put his phone aside he took a few more pictures of that scene before running two fingers through the mess on Chay’s chest.

“Open up, angel,” Kim muttered in amusement as he pressed his fingers to Chay’s lips. Maybe on instinct, Chay’s lips parted, just a little bit, but even the little bit was more than enough for Kim. 

Chay’s brows furrowed when the unfamiliar taste spread on his tongue as Kim began to push his fingers in and out of Chay’s mouth.

“You better get them wet baby… The lube is upstairs and I really don’t feel like going to get it.”

When Kim deemed his fingers wet enough he pulled out, chuckling at the sound Chay made, it sounded almost as if he didn’t want Kim to pull his hand away.

First Kim just circled Chay’s hole, barely even touching him, but even that made Chay’s body trying to move away from the unfamiliar feeling. 

“Ungrateful brat…” Kim huffed in annoyance and hooked one arm under Chay’s to pull him back and to keep him where he was.

“Ng… hm…” Chay’s head rolled from side to side when Kim pushed one finger inside of him, his body tensing at the strange feeling.

“You’re going to feel so good, aren’t you?” Kim sighed, already aching to feel just how tight Chay really was.

“I… don’t… Ohm… dance…”

Kim rolled his eyes again, starting to find Chay’s drunken gibberish more annoying than cute.

“You know what… you’ve been a real sweetheart to me this whole time… I will go get you the lube, angel,” Kim changed his mind. “Stay put, darling,” he patted Chay’s thigh before he jumped to his feet and went to get the lube.

When Kim came back, Chay was still on the sofa but now laying on his side which was quickly fixed when Kim rolled his back on his back.

Kim did a quick work on getting Chay ready the best he could and the best he was willing to do before he coated his cock with the rest of the lube and shifted closer, pressing the head of his cock to Chay’s entrance.

Chay’s brows furrowed and his body tried to move away from that unfamiliar feeling once more, but Kim was having none of that. He hooked his arms under Chay’s knees and slightly lifted the younger one’s hips to keep him where he was. “Let’s see which brother is better in bed, huh?” Kim chuckled as he slowly pushed inside Chay whose head lolled from one side to another while he babbled something incoherent. Kim looked down and smirked when he saw Chay getting hard again. That was good enough to prove for Kim that Chay was enjoying their time together.

“Are you close again, angel? Are you going to come for me?” Kim asked. A part of him wished Chay would be more present in what they were doing but he told himself that if he would feel like it, they could always do this again and with some improvements.

“Fuck…” Kim gasped when he filled Chay completely, no more space for him to claim. “You feel so fucking good, angel,” Kim tilted his head back and slowly pushed back, ignoring the quiet discontent sound Chay let out. “Shh… I made sure you’ll not get hurt, it’s ok,” Kim shushed the younger one’s attempts of protest.

Kim let go of Chay’s legs and placed one hand on Chay’s hip and the other one next to Chay’s head. “You’re so tight, baby… you feel so good,” he breathed out as he buried his face in the crook of Chay’s neck.

“Ohm, hia said…”

“Come on, love. Stop making this weird,” Kim laughed out and pulled back to press his lips against Chay’s to stop him from his drunken babbling. 

“Wh… what…” Chay broke the kiss and gasped and placed one hand on Kim’s shoulder, weakly trying to push him away.

“Almost there, angel… just a little bit longer and I’m done,” Kim whispered, picking up his speed. The room was filled with Chay’s soft moans he didn’t even know he was letting out. 

An especially loud moan ripped out of Chay when Kim hit his prostate. After that Kim managed to hit that small bundle of nerves with almost every move.

The sounds alone would be enough to push Kim over the edge, but what did the trick in the end was Chay getting impossible tight as Kim brought him to another orgasm.

Kim stilled for a second as he spilled himself inside of Chay, filling him up before he collapsed on top of Chay, breathing hard while riding off his high. “You… did so good, angel,” he breathed out after a while and shifted to place a lazy kiss to Chay’s lips before he pushed himself up.

His eyes landed on his phone and with a smirk he reached for it. He hit the record button and made sure to get a good look of the state Chay was in before he pointed the camera at Chay’s crotch before he pulled out, ignoring the little whine Chay let out at the uncomfortable feeling. He shifted back to get a better view, capturing his cum slowly dripping out of Chay’s body.

Chay let out a quiet unhappy sound when Kim pushed the cum back inside and began to slowly move two fingers in and out of his used body before he pulled his fingers back when he felt like he had enough fun.

“You’ve made quite the mess, haven't you?” Kim muttered as he ended the recording. Kim slipped his phone in back pocket and pulled up his pants to tuck himself in. He felt like Chay was good enough to deserve not being left out on the sofa the way he was but just as he was about to pull up Chay’s shorts his eyes landed on a sharpie lying on a coffee table. With a smirk he reached for the pen and made Chay spread his legs for him once more.

Kim uncapped the sharpie, his smirk darkening as he traced slow letters against Chay’s inner thigh, as close to his crotch as he could. Kim’s smirk grew wider as he moved back to take a look at his work. The black ink almost glowing against Chay’s pale skin. No way Chay could possibly miss that. Kim wished he could see the look on Chay’s face when he’s going to take off his shorts and sees the word “Cumdump” written there.

Kim let out a dark chuckle and tossed the sharpie back on the table and pulled up Chay’s shorts. Chay’s underwear ended up in Kim’s pocket to be tossed away later. The idea of Chay finding out that his underwear is missing and he has no idea who has it now was another image that made Kim snicker.

Kim pulled Chay’s shirt back down but he knew that even that way, Porsche would have to be blind to not see immediately what Chay’s been up to. Kim made sure to leave a few visible hickeys and bitemarks on Chay’s body.

Porsche coming back from his shift and finding Chay on the sofa in this state was… well, images that will make Kim laugh just kept piling up that night.

“Goodnight, angel,” Kim smiled and before he went upstairs to get some sleep he bent down and pressed one last kiss to Chay’s lips.

*

Kim was woken up by raised voices coming downstairs. He let out a sleepy groan as he sat up and stretched. Despite hating being up before noon, that morning a small smile appeared on his lips as he moved the covers aside and stood up.

On his way out of the bedroom, he checked the clock. Normally he would murder anyone who would wake him up at half past seven but that morning, Kim was willing to let it slide.

*

“What do you mean you don’t know?!” Porsche tossed his hands in the air.

“I… I just… I don’t think anything hap…”

“Look at yourself, Porchay! Do you think I’m stupid?” 

“N-no, hia. I just… I just don’t…” Chay, sitting on the sofa, was breathing quickly as his brain was trying to remember anything from last night. His eyes locked with Kim’s when he noticed the older one coming down the stairs.

Kim quickly scolded his expression into the definition of confusion of someone who was woken up from his sweet, innocent sleep.

“Kim… shit, sorry we woke you up,” Porsche looked over his shoulder and ran his hand through his hair, knowing how not at all a morning person his boyfriend was.

“S ok… what’s going on?” Kim asked while going towards them. He stopped next to Porsche and quickly pecked his cheek as a quick little welcome.

“Good question,” Porsche grumbled and looked at Chay who blushed and quickly looked away. “Were you here when Chay came back, Kim?”

“What? I don’t know. What time did you come back, Chay?” Kim looked at the younger one who just helplessly shrugged while his eyes filled with tears.

“So you haven’t talked to him? Haven’t seen him… maybe bringing home someone else?” Porsche looked at his boyfriend.

“No. But I doubt Chay had any company when he got back home. Or if he did, they were quiet mice because I think I’d hear them upstairs. I am sure Chay came back after I did and I turned in early last night.”

“Hm…” Porsche frowned.

“Hia…” Chay started quietly.

“Not now, Porchay. I… just no,” Porsche shook his head and buried his face in his palms.

Chay sniffled quietly.

“Hey… what happened, angel?” Kim asked gently and went to Chay who wrapped his arms around Kim’s middle the second Kim was in his reach. “Why is Porsche so upset?” Kim asked, still in a gentle tone while running his fingers through Chay’s hair.

“I thought you said you’ll not get drunk, Porchay,” Porsche said.

“I… I didn’t mean to,” Chay whined. “We were… we were just having fun and…”

“As did we, angel. As did we,” Kim thought to himself.

“Having fun?! So much fun you don’t even know who… or what…” 

“Hey. Go easy on him, Porsche! You’ve been young once too,” Kim frowned at his boyfriend when Porsche’s tone made Chay flinch.

“And that’s why I know how easy it is to… Porchay should do better than me.”

“Maybe nothing happened,” Kim rolled his eyes. “Let me see,” he pulled back despite Chay trying to cling to him. 

“One or two hickeis… you’re acting as if it was the end of the world, Porsche,” Kim rolled his eyes again before he looked at his boyfriend.

“You can’t seriously think that… no… you know what? I don’t have the energy to deal with this shit right now. I need to go get some sleep…” Porsche sighed, torn between going to bed and staying there with Chay.

“Isn’t that a great idea?” Kim nodded. “Go get some rest and when you’ll not be your annoyingly grumpy sleep-deprived self, this whole thing will look way better. “Go. I’ve got this,” he added to assure Porsche he’ll take care of Chay.

Porsche looked from Kim to Chay who quickly looked away. “Fine. Thanks, Kim,” Porsche sighed and headed upstairs.

“Now. Let’s get you cleaned up, huh? I’m sure everything will look better after a nice hot shower,” Kim pulled Chay on his feet.

“P’Kim… I… I don’t remember anything from last night,” Chay whispered.

“Maybe there is nothing to remember,” Kim shrugged.

“I…” Chay swallowed nervously and looked aside while his cheeks were turning red.

“What is it, angel?” Kim frowned in well faked concern.

“I… I think something did happen but… but I don’t know…”

“Hm…” Kim stepped closer and wrapped his arms around Chay, Chay hugging him back immediately. “It’s going to be ok, Chay. You’ve got me. And Porsche will calm down in no time. You know, no matter how much you mess up, he can never be upset with you for more than a day. Who could be upset with such a little angel after all, huh?” he joked and pulled back just to catch a hint of a smile flash on Chay’s face.

“Thank you, P’Kim,” Chay muttered as he buried his face in the crook of Kim’s neck.

“Now… you will go take a shower and get cleaned up, take your time. I’ll make some breakfast that will help you with your hangover, ok?” Kim pulled back.

“Uh-huh,” Chay nodded and sniffled quietly.

“Actually, wait…” Kim said and headed to the drawer the brothers used as a medicine cabinet. “Here. Take this,” Kim came back to Chay with a pill and a glass of water but instead of handing Chay the pill, he placed it between Chay’s lips. “Wash it down. It’ll help you not die,” he handed Chay the water.

“Thank you, P’Kim,” Chay said after he took the pill and after one last hug headed upstairs to take a shower.

Kim fought with himself to not follow the younger one to see the moment Chay’ll find his little present.

*

When Chay came back down, after definitely taking his sweet time with the shower, Kim noticed Chay’s face was more swollen and his eyes more red.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Kim placed his hand on Chay’s shoulder when the other was walking up to him, his lower lip trembling slightly as Chay tried not to cry.

“I think… I know something did happen for sure,” Chay whispered.

“What do you mean, angel?” Kim frowned.

“I… there was… I am sure I was with someone but… I don’t know… I don’t remember anything,” Chay sniffled.

“There was what? Where?” Kim asked, his brows furrowed in concern even more while inside he couldn’t enjoy more the way Chay’s cheeks turned red while the younger one bit his lower lip and shook his head, unable to say aloud what Kim left on his body. 

“Come here,” Kim wrapped his arms around Chay. “It’s gonna be ok.”

“Hia’s going to be so angry when… when he finds out,” Chay whined quietly.

“He will not find out, ok?” Kim said and pulled back. “He doesn’t have to know,” he said and wiped away Chay’s tears. 

“Will you not tell him?” Chay swallowed.

“Of course not,” Kim assured him. “What good would that do anyway, right? Porsche is stressing enough as it is. No need to add more to his plate,” he smiled and Chay nodded and used his sleeve to wipe away the new tears.

“Thank you, P’Kim,” Chay sniffled and pulled Kim in another hug before they went to sit down at the table and have breakfast. 

“We’ll just tell Porsche that nothing happened. Nothing more than a little make-out session I mean,” Kim said during the breakfast.

“So I should lie to hia?” Chay asked quietly.

“Do you want to tell him you let some stranger fuck you?” Kim raised his eyebrows, making Chay blush and look aside. “Do you want your brother to think he’s somehow happened to raise this type of person?”

“N-no. Of course not,” Chay quickly shook his head.

“Thought so,” Kim nodded. “So what happened then? Last night.”

“Nothing. Nothing happened. I just… I just kissed someone but don’t remember who it was but I’m sure that… that nothing more happened. P’Kim… I don’t like to lie to hia,” Chay sighed, unhappily.

“Sometimes lying can be good, angel,” Kim laid his hand on Chay's shoulder. “You can’t go back in time and change what happened but you don’t want Porsche to worry or to blame himself for what happened by thinking he failed while raising you, right?”

“No. I don’t want him to think that,” Chay confirmed.

“Then you know what to do, Chay.”

*

“Really?” Porsche asked, almost hopefully, when after he woke up, Chay told him that he’s certain that nothing more than a kiss or two happened last night.

Chay glanced at Kim who encouraged him with a slight nod to assure him that this was the right thing to do.

“Y-yes, hia.”

“Well… that’s good to hear I guess,” Porsche sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

“How about you go to the arcade, Chay? Unwind a bit and have some fun,” Kim suggested.

“After last night? Shouldn’t he be…”

“He’s nineteen, Porsche. You can’t ground him even if you’d want to,” Kim shook his head. “Besides, what the hell would you want to punish him for? For being young? For having fun with his friends?” he said and caught the little, grateful smile that for a second appeared on Chay’s face for having Kim on his side.

“I guess you’re right,” Porsche admitted.

“Go on, angel. My treat,” Kim reached into his pocket to take out some bills.

“I told you I don’t want you to pay for Chay…”

“And I told you not to have such a lovely little brother if you don’t want me to want him happy,” Kim shrugged and handed the money for the arcade.

“Thank you, P’Kim,” Chay blushed, unable to hide the happy smile caused by Kim trying to make him feel better after what happened, after what Chay caused by his own recklessness.

“That’s not the point, I just, ah… whatever,” Porsche gave up.

“There is enough for two. Ring Ohm and just enjoy the afternoon,” Kim smiled.

“Thank you, P’Kim!” Chay’s smile grew bigger before he stepped closer and pulled Kim in a hug. 

When Chay pulled back from the hug he looked at Porsche, silently asking if he was indeed allowed to go and also if Chay was forgiven enough to get a hug from Porsche.

“Have fun,” Porsche rolled his eyes in resignation and pulled Chay in a quick hug.

*

“I am not built for this, Kim,” Porsche sighed and wrapped his arms around Kim the second Chay left the house.

“Chay’s growing up. Deal with it,” Kim said and patted Porsche’s back.

“I don’t wanna," Porsche muttered and both he and Kim chuckled. “Thanks for staying to help with the family drama, Kim. I don’t know how I’d handle it if you weren't here,” Porsche pulled back and kissed Kim.

“You’d handle it just fine,” Kim shrugged a bit.

“Hm… doubt that… but still… since Chay’s out of the house I feel like I can use that to reward you for being such an amazing boyfriend, huh?” Porsche muttered. 

“Oh? Not that I am being this amazing expecting a reward but… you got my interest,” Kim tilted his head to the side. “What do you got in mind?” he smirked.

“Why waste time talking when I can show you,” Porsche chuckled. “Let’s go upstairs and…”

“Why bother? Chay’s not gonna be back for at least a couple of hours…” Kim’s eyes flicked to the sofa as a mischievous smirk spread on his lips. “Come on… let’s see what an amazing boyfriend you really think I am,” he said with a playful spark in his eyes, knowing that Porsche will most likely not say no to that. It wouldn’t be the first time they had sex outside of their bedroom after all.

“You’re a terrible influence, Khimhant,” Porsche muttered before he kissed Kim.

“You have no idea,” Kim smirked and nudged Porsche towards the sofa, where he pushed him down and quickly maneuvered him onto his back before he settled down between his legs. Of course Kim chose to have Porsche in that very position for a reason.

Kim bent down to kiss Porsche to hide the amused chuckle that threatened to spill out while Kim was thinking about what happened on that very sofa not even twenty-four hours ago.