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Rome was a mafia. Yeah like the ones they write about in fanfics. The big bad mafia, going around, holding meetings and engaging in crimes. Yes Rome was exactly that. But like in those fanfics the mafia always had a lover that they spoiled, Rome didn’t have one.

His lover, who he wasn’t allowed to love fell in love with this man named Thame. An idol. An idol that was modelling for thee’s perfume launch. An idol who MOK was protecting. An idol who stole his lover. And well Rome was pissed. Anybody would be.

But Rome wouldn’t do anything. Just for mok’s sake. He had come to meet him. Begged him to not interfere. This was the life mok had chosen and Rome would give him anything. Even if it meant letting go of his love. The one for whom he changed the rules of their world.

——

Rome was right now in one of the bars of the city, drinking his sorrow out. For some reason, he wasn’t getting drunk. Not at all. That’s when he saw him. Tucked behind one of the booths. Big doe eyes gone glassy. Heart shaped lips quivering like he was holding himself back. A glass of whiskey in his hand, untouched. It wasn’t mok, no. He was softer. More gentle. Po. Mok’s twin brother.

Rome had found out about him. Mok had told him about po during one of their quiet nights, where they didn’t touch, didn’t look at each other. Hell they didn’t even sit close to avoid suspicion. During one of those nights mok had trusted Rome with his secret. And Rome had searched through the whole of Thailand to find mok’s twin. And he had but he never reached out. Just slipped his information to mok. He left it that. Never pushed, never asked. But here he was in a corner looking a deer who had been bitten, trying his best not to cry.

Rome didn’t know what made him walk over to him but he was already close to the booth before his brain could proceed.

“Hey” Rome said as he stood there with his gloved hands inside his pant pocket.

“Huh? Oh you are?” Po looked up from the table, like he was pulled out of a trance. He was so soft like this. So breakable. Something in Rome lit up. “Protect him” a thought came.

“I’m Rome. May I?” Rome introduced himself as he pointed towards the seat next to po.

“Yes sure, I’m po” po introduced himself scooting a little to give Rome some space.

“Thanks. Why are you here?” Rome asked wanting to know yeh reason for pi’s sadness. Somehow that angered him. The idea of po being so sad. He didn’t like it.

There was silence for a good few minutes before po broke the silence.

“I liked this guy, Thame. You might know him. But you can’t tell anyone.” So po was drunk. Thame? Rome thought. Was it the same Thame he was thinking about?

“I won’t, I promise.” Rome assured po and in return he got one of the softest smiles from po.

“Thanks. So you know him. He’s a big star. I was a director. Shooting some behind the scenes for mars.” Rome knew about po being a director but he had stopped for three years in between. It was the bastard ex earn. Rome had hated him then too.

“I liked Thame. He was different. Different than my ex. God my ex was a bastard. But Thame was sweet, attentive, kind and I really thought that maybe he liked me back. Until, my job was done and I was sent over to film this shoot for a month in a countryside area, with no phones, no Internet nothing. Didn’t even see the news of him becoming a presenter for arseni. When I came back excited to meet my boys I saw something that changed everything. Thame in someone else’s arms who looked exactly like me but sharper. My twin brother who had run away when we were barely seven. I had spent most of my years trying to find him and now there he was in front of me. I should’ve been happy. But I wasn’t. And I hate myself for that. I hate myself for even feeling like this. For feeling jealous. For feeling betrayed. Because now Thame was his. The only thing I wanted was gone just like that.” Po said. He had started crying somewhere in the middle. And Rome listened through it all. Never stopped him. Never tried to comfort him either. He just let po let go of everything he was holding on to.

Po felt guilty for feeling jealous of his own brother. He felt sad for how things turned out. Maybe it was that fear that how will he face them now. Po was soft. Too kind for this cruel world. His eyes shined despite the world’s dullness. And god Rome wanted to comfort him because if anything he knew exactly what po was feeling.

“You don’t have to feel guilty for a normal reaction po. He never promised you forever. He never promised anything. Maybe it was your brain that made it all up. Maybe it was your heart that lied to you. But at the end of the day you still lost something you had spent a long time protecting. And it’s normal to grieve for it. Even if it was to your own brother.” Rome twirling the whiskey glass in his hands. for sometime there was silence but it was broken by po first. And when he spoke it came out very small.

“It sounds like you know what I feel.”

“I do po. I do” Rome said as he locked eyes with po, who was still crying but had maybe stopped blaming himself for everything.

“Thank you” was all po said. And maybe they both had found peace in each other.

——

Six months later

Rome couldn’t forget po after that night. His softness, his peace, his kind heart. Rome couldn’t forget him. And it wasn’t because he looked like mok, no. It was because somehow po was different. So breakable, yet so strong and brave.

It was mok’s birthday. He had wanted to celebrate it with his family. His family which now included thee, peach, Rome, his boyfriend Thame and mars. And the one Rome had hadn’t stopped thinking about for the last six months was po.

Rome was sitting on the couch with his brother beside him. Thame was in the kitchen with mok and peach.

“You still like him?” His brother always found the shittiest time to ask about such stuff.

“Not really.” Was all Rome said. His brother looked at him like he was lying. Truth to be told Rome wasn’t completely wrong. Yes he did miss mok sometimes but his most days completely without even single thought of mok. But recently what occupied his mind even more was po.

Like on cue, po came walking in through the door with a paper bag in his hand. God he looked adorable. It wasn’t that cold outside but he still had a scarf on which covered half his face. His face was a little red, maybe the wind. His hands were half covered by his oversized jacket. His hair a bit ruffled because of the wind. He looked soft and peaceful. Warm enough that Rome wanted to snuggle up to him.

Po walked in. Mok came out to greet his brother and Thame followed behind.

“You’re here. We were waiting for you” mok said as he pulled po into a half hug. The brothers were blending in well. That was good to know.

“Sorry the shoot went on for a little longer” po said with a sheepish smile.

“It’s okay phi po we understand.” Thame said with his soft smile with which he always used to smile at po with. Which had made po believe that they had something but po just nodded in return.

“Okay guys cake cutting time.” Announced peach as he came out of the kitchen with an overexcited nano by his side.

Everyone moved around the table for cake cutting. Phone were out for pictures and videos. Candles were lit.

“Make a wish” said pepper with a wide grin. His phoned hand in the air clicking pictures.

Po stood at the side watching it all with a glimmer in his eyes. Like despite the hurt. Despite the guilt, he wanted to be here. Rome moved towards him, standing beside him.

“Hi” Rome said and he saw po flinch and schooling his expression.

“Hi” po said with a small smile. “You never told me you were Rome Arseni.” Po said with a light accusatory squeeze of an eye.

“Sorry. Didn’t feel like I should’ve told you then about who I was.” Rome said low enough so that nobody was hearing.

“Fair” po said as he gave that smile that he had given to Rome that night at the bar. Rome stared at him for a few moments longer so that he could capture it in his mind.

The celebrations were done by the time Rome pulled himself together.

The night went on. Light talk here and there. The food was served. Drinks were on. It was all good until

“You know what I used to think phi po liked Thame.” There it was. Dylan said it out. A truth po had wanted to bury and Rome would’ve taken it to his grave. “Dylan!” Pepper warned. Now everybody was looking at po and po had gone pale. It didn’t look right. He had to say something. But what? Deny it. Joke about it. Do something.

“Nah I don’t think so. He’s too good for Thame.” And the whole room erupted into laughter. Pos eyes flicked up at the sound. Rome had said it out. Taking a sip of his whiskey like he hadn’t just set pos heart into a frenzy.

“True. You’re correct khun Rome. Po is just that kind.” Said Thame from beside mok. And po he just smiled. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. Nobody noticed but Rome did. Because po was all he was seeing tonight.

———

It was time to leave. Thame and mok had left earlier than everyone because well they had some quality time to spend.

Mars members left soon after. Peach and thee left soon after too. Po had decided to stay back to help. He and peach had a talk. Both in the same field.

Po was currently cleaning up the plates. The party was at one of the Arseni hotels which was officially handled by Rome. Rome had offered his suite for it. The least he could do.

“You don’t have to. Someone will clear it up.” Rome said as he undid a few buttons of his shirt.

“It’s okay.” Po said with a smile still cleaning a few things. Rome went closer to where po was. He took the cups from pos hands and threw them in the dustbin. Po looked at him with a confused expression. Rome wrapped his hand around pos wrists, softly but firmly and pulled him towards the couch.

“Sit down.” Rome said as he made po sit down. Rome sat beside po. And they just sat there for a few moments before po broke the silence.

“I should probably leave” po said as he got up.

“ are you okay?” Those three words stopped him in his tracks.

“Yes why?” Po asked

“You didn’t look good after what Dylan said.” Rome said looking up at po who was standing now.

Est let out a low laugh. “Yeah that. Dylan is like that. But thanks for what you said though it’s not true.” Est said.

“It is.” Rome said. Est scoffed.

“No, Thame is a kind man. He’s really good. I don’t think I’m good enough for him.” Est said.

“No po. Nobody is good enough for you. Not even Thame.” Rome said with a low laugh that quite didn’t reach his eyes.

“Why do you say that?” Est asked, his voice barely a whisper.

“I loved mok. I really did. I broke rules for him. I’m not a saint po. When I found out that he chose Thame over me, i saw red. I felt betrayed. I almost held a gun against Thame’s head. But he begged me. God po he begged me. For the first time ever I saw him look at me like I was scary. Like I was a monster. Like he didn’t know me at all. And I stopped. I became friends with Thame. Hugged him as a brother. But all I felt was guilt. Because I was still pretending. I was still lying. But you’re not like that po. You’re different. You let him go. You forgave your brother. You hugged them. You didn’t almost pulled a trigger like me.” It was Rome’s time to cry. Yeah he shouldn’t have had those glasses of whiskey.

“You’re not cruel Rome.” Po said as he came to sit beside Rome again. “You are also kind. You wanted to pull the trigger but you stopped for him. For mok. Because you loved him. And his happiness is your happiness. We all deserve someone. Sometimes it’s not someone who we wish to be with.” Po said as his pinky finger brushed against Rome’s hand on the couch. But neither of them pulled away. They just sat there for what felt like a long time but po got up again.

“This time I’m actually leaving or else the last bus will leave.” He said with a teasing tilt.

“I’ll drop you.” Rome got up, already reaching for his jacket.

“You don’t have to. The bus stand is really close” po said. But Rome cut him off.

“I didnt ask now did I?” Rome said already near the door. His jacket was on. It was a leather jacket. And po noticed for the first time how attractive Rome was. He was tall. Hair perfectly styled. His face was sharp. Like the jaw could kill. He had a strong body. And god he looked hot.

“You’re quite bossy. Do you know that?” Po said with a slight pout as he made his way to the door too.

Rome stared at po lips for a little bit longer than what could be ticked out as usual,”I’m a mafia po. It’s part of the job.” And that pulled out a real laugh from po.

“Fair” po said as he got out of the suite by the door that Rome held open for him.

The trip to the car was quiet. Not uncomfortable, just quiet, peaceful.

The car was not what he had expected Rome to be driving. He had expected a sports car. But this was a monster. A suv. A black suv. Really big. It roared to life by a click of romes keys.

Rome opened the passenger seat door open for po to jump in. Po got in. Rome put a hand over his head so that he won’t get hurt. Rome was gentle. Dominant yes but gentle. He knew when to use force and when to be gentle. And he was very gentle with po. he closed the door as po was settled. POS heart for some reason fluttered at Rome’s actions.

Rome got into the drivers seat. He fit in there. Controlling this monster. This was so befitting of him. Rome pulled out of the garage with practiced ease. One hand on the steering wheel and the other on his thighs. Po couldn’t help but stare. Romes hands looked strong. They veiny and thick.

Po turned away as he saw Rome turning his head. Rome noticed po staring and he just smirked.

Po couldn’t help but take a look again. This time at romes face. Rome was handsome. Very handsome. Chiseled jaw, small nose, perfect lips. He was really handsome. Rome turned again. And po turned his head away so hard that it might’ve cramped. Rome smirked again.

“Like what you see darling?” And po turned into a complete red tomato.

A few minutes later, they finally reached at pos apartment. “This is me” po said as he got out. Rome got out too.

Po stood there staring at Rome who was leaning against the car for a little longer before he turned to leave, but a hand came on his waist and he was being pulled back to a strong and hard chest.

“You didn’t Say goodnight” Rome said as he wrapped his arms around po harder. And po couldn’t help but think how easy it was for Rome to just manhandle him however he wanted.

“Good…goodnight” po said stuttering. Rome smirked. “Good” he said as he was pulling his hand away.

God knows what came over po in that moment because po would never do something like this. Because po was pulling Rome down by his collar and kissing him on his lips. Rome was shocked for a moment but he soon melted into the kiss and he was returning it.

Rome pulled po closer by his waist, as he depended the kiss. Rome’s free hand cradled pos head, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. Po let Rome take control, his grip tight on Rome’s collar. Po let out a moan and Rome used this chance to chase his tongue into pos mouth. He tasted po, drawing moans out him. They kissed till both of them couldn’t breathe. Po pulled away first, a spit connecting their lips. Pos eyes were glassy. Lips were swollen and kissed. Wet with spit.

“Oh god I’m sorry” po regretted immediately thinking maybe Rome still like mok and he just did this without considering his feelings. Po tried to pull away but romes grip tightened even more.

“I told you po that I’m not a kind man. I’m still a mafia. Still a criminal. And I’m no saint. I won’t let you go now that I’ve had a taste of you. So you’re gonna get ready by 7 tomorrow for me. Okay?” Rome said. God his bossy attitude.

“Yes” po said a little out of breath.

“Good” Rome said he pulled po into a kiss again.

———

Po was ready early. Like too early, embarrassingly early. It was 6:45 and po had been ready since 6:30. He shouldn’t have been so excited but he couldn’t help himself. He was looking forward to meeting Rome again. The kiss didn’t let him sleep the whole night.

Po was too lost in his thoughts when his phone rung. A message from Rome,”im downstairs.” He had written. And po was already on his feet, walking out of the door. A few moments later po was walking out of the building.

The first thing he saw was Rome in a casual navy button down with a few buttons at the top open and a pair of beige pants. In his feet he was wearing a pair of Kolhapuri’s. Indian? Hmm. He was leaning against the same car from last night.

“Hi” po said as he walked closer. “Hi” Rome greeted

“Did you get your camera?” Rome asked and po nodded. He always had it on him.

Po stood waiting for Rome to move but Rome was just staring at him. Po started fidgeting under his stare.

Why was Rome staring at him? Did he have something on his face? Then po did something that even he didn’t realise he would do. He leaned forwards and gave Rome a peck on his lips.

Romes eyes widened for a millisecond but then he was back to normal. A wide grin on his face. “Good” he said before he opened the door to the passenger seat. This time po didn’t tell him that he didn’t need to do it because po liked this. Being pampered a little.

“Where are we going?” Po asked as they were already settled in.

“You’ll like it.” Rome said just that. Oh surprise.

They were now getting closer to the sea. More like they were getting closer to a deck. Deck where the yachts were parked.

Rome parked the car in one of spaces open. He got out of the car, took out a bag from the back seat. He opened the door of the passenger seat to let po out.

“Are you gonna throw me off in the ocean?” Po asked with a little humour. Rome scoffed.

“No i plan to keep you forever.” Rome said smoothly and it had po’s heart kicking his ribs.

“So what are we doing?” Po asked again.

Rome stopped walking. He looked at po and pulled him closer by his waist. “You’ll see when you’ll get there.” And po nodded.

They soon reached a huge yacht parked by one of the decks. Rome helped po get up on the yacht by his waist, which shouldn’t have been sexy but it was. You can’t blame po.

They had settled in the yacht. Rome would be the one driving. “Do you know how to drive it?” Po asked getting out of his jacket.

“Yes, I happen to have a license.” Rome said as he steered the yacht to life.

“But why? Hobby?” Po asked.

“Not really. I was maybe 17. I was running away from some men of the rival gang. I could’ve taken a yacht if I knew how to drive it but instead I got stabbed 4 times. Hurt like a bitch.” Rome said. Po was standing by the door of the drivers room.

For a long moment there was silence. Rome turned around saying,”hey po you there?” But he was met with a sight of po who’s eyes were slightly glassy and his lips were quivering.

“Must’ve been painful” he said with a low voice. Too low.

“It did.” Rome turned around. “But you learn how to love with it.” Rome said quietly and silence stayed after that.

“Come here” Rome called out for po holding his hand out to him. Po followed. He took Rome’s hand and was now standing closer to him. “Just stay” so they stood there together. Rome taking control of the yacht and po just standing there all pretty and adorable. Asking questions in between that Rome answered with ease.

In between po had come to a realisation that Rome was intelligent. Like you know in the science sector. He knew things. Wasn’t that attractive?

Soon they had reached where they needed to be. Actually it was literally in the middle of the ocean. The deck still in view but very far away. “Why did we stop?” Po asked looking out.

“We’re here” Rome said

“In the middle of nowhere?” Po asked again.

“Just get your camera sweetheart” the nickname had pos heart fluttering but it wasn’t just that. Rome had said it in English, in his half Russian accent. And god it did something to po. Po blushed hard. His blush spreading from his cheeks to his collarbone. Embarrassing!

Po nodded and he went out to get his camera. Behind him he saw Rome pulling out two champagne glasses and a champagne out with a blanket on his forearm.

Rome nodded towards po to follow him. They were heading towards the front of the boat. It was a huge open space with a bed in the middle.

“You sleep here?” Po asked as he walked closer.

“Yes sometimes.” Rome said as he put the blanket down with the other stuff in his hands.

“Come on sit down.” Rome said. Po sat down, followed by Rome.

Soon po was being pushed down by Rome into one of the pillows to lie down by his waist and in just a moment Rome was off him.

“Lay down a little.” Po was staring at Rome wide eyed. He could’ve just told him to go down.

“Don’t look at me. Look up.” And po did. And the sight that he was met with was breathtaking. Unintentionally a gasp tore out from him. The sky was lit up with stars everywhere. It was bright and shining so damn much. The constellations were beautiful.

“Is that why you asked me to get my camera?” Po asked. And Rome nodded popping the champagne bottle open.

“It’s a safe place. I come here sometimes when I don’t want to be a mafia.” Rome said handing one filled glass to po.

“When you get tired?” And Rome looked at po. Like po had seen right through him. And Rome nodded.

Po took out his camera and said “come I’ll teach you how to take a picture.” As he held out the camera.

“How hard can it be?” Rome said he took the camera from his hands.

“We’ll see”

———

“I mean you’re good for a first timer.” Po said as he went through the pictures. And Rome smiled smuggly at him.

Po held up the camera to take a picture. “Let me see” Rome said and po handed him the camera. The picture was beautiful. It highlighted what needed to be highlighted.

“It’s beautiful” Rome said as he held up the camera to take a candid picture of po who was now looking at the stars with a fond smile. Po turned around at the sound of the camera shutter.

“Did you take a picture of me?” Po asked tilting his head a little, his legs drawn up to his chest.

“Yes you looked beautiful.” Rome said as he lowered the camera. They looked at each other for a moment before Rome put the camera down somewhere safe and pulled po by snaking his arms around po’s waist and pulling him on his lap.

Po yelped a little before he settled on romes lap, straddling his thighs. “What ar…” po didn’t get to finish as he was pulled into a kiss by rome.

The kiss wasn’t slow or soft. It was all raw tongue and teeth. Po moaned into the kiss. Rome kissed him like a hungry man. Like this is what he had wanted all night. Po grinded down on Rome. Rome groaned into the kiss and po did it again, a moan leaving his own mouth.

“Po you’re driving me crazy” Rome said pulling away from the kiss. Po had gone plaint in romes lap. “Baby?” Rome asked realising that po had dropped.

“Can you tap twice if you hear me?” Rome asked as he brought po’s fingers to his thigh.

It took po a few moments to realise what Rome was saying. And then he tapped 𝙊𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙘𝙚

“Good very good baby. What is your colour love?”

“Gre…green” po said, his words coming out a little strained.

“Thank you baby” Rome said as he trailed kisses down pos clothed chest. Po wrapped his hands around romes shoulder. Rome pulled po into a kiss again. It was slow but deep.

Without breaking the kiss Rome put down po on his back on the bed. He settled himself between pos legs.

“Colour?” Rome asked as he messaged po’s calves, trailing his fingers down po’s body.

“Green so green please” po begged as he spread his legs even more, his tent evident in his pants.

“Yes baby I know” William said he took off po’s T-shirt in one go. He left a trail of kisses all over po’s naked body now. Rome moved over to take off po’s pants and boxer. And po was lying all naked in front of Rome.

Rome fondled with po’s thighs, moving on to his calves. Rome leaned down, tracing kisses all over po’s stomach, sucking in between leaving marks that will turn purple by tomorrow. When Rome will look at himself tomorrow, he’ll clearly remember how Rome had ruined him.

Rome kissed po slow and deep. Licking inside his mouth. Exploring, prodding. Po moaned into the kiss. His hands shooting up to grab onto Rome’s now bare shoulders.Po rutted against romes thighs looking for release that rome wasn’t giving po. Rome pulled back from the kiss, a sheen of spit connecting their lips. Po’s gasp was obscene and loud.

“Fuck po. look at you, so pretty. So pretty mine.” Rome said as he trailed open mouthed kisses along po’s throat. Po keened at the praise, baring his throat for Rome so that he had better access.

Rome pulled back, reaching for the lube between the pillows.

“Colour?” Rome asked again. “Green” said po. Rome slicked his fingers with lube, warming it between his fingers before he brought his finger to po’s rim. He circled po’s rim before he pushed one finger in. Po gasped at the sudden intrusion but soon his body relaxed taking Rome’s finger so well.

Rome explored po’s insides with his finger, going slow, making sure not to hurt him. Soon he hit a place where po felt the most pleasure. Po gasped loudly, his legs jerking up.

“Found it” Rome said with a smirk as he kept pushing the same point again and again. He added a second finger and then third.

“Rome please Rome” po gasped, squirming to fuck himself back into Rome’s hands. “Please what angel?” Rome asked.

Po only whined in return tears falling down his face. He kept fucking himself as rome’s hand came onto his hips pressing him into the mattress not letting him move. And then rome curled his fingers just right. Just the angle that po needed, and po was left to nothing but a moaning fit. Rome leaned down, tracing kisses all over po’s stomach, sucking in between leaving marks.

Rome came to latch himself on po’s nipples, pulling one of his pecks into his mouth. Sucking so obscenely. Po was writhing against him, arching into the touch. Rome could feel the moment po’s body tensed, his abs tensing and he was cumming all over his stomach in white hot liquid. The moan that po let out was obscene. The sound and the beautiful scene in front of him sent a shock straight to Rome’s cock, who was still very hard in his boxers.

“Kiss” po mumbled as he made grabby hands towards Rome. And Rome obliged, we down to kiss po, the kiss deep and slow.

“Give me one more yeah?” Rome asked. And po nodded.

“Need you. In me please please.” Po babbled on, his body half spent already.

“Good boy” Rome said and po keened at the praise.

Rome quickly lubed himself up and lined himself on po’s entrance. He pushed in slowly. God po was still tight.

“Fuck baby you’re still so tight even though I already fucked you with my finger” po moaned at romes dirty words.

Rome entered po slowly, pushing inside with care. He bottomed out but he just stayed there, not moving. Rome dug his fingers into po’s hips so as to not lose control and move inside po, giving him time.

Once po was settled, and the slight pain turned into pleasure po told Rome to move. And Rome did. He set a slow, deep pace at first.

“Faster hubby please” po said. Maybe it was the subspace talk but it spiraled something in Rome.

“Yeah you want it hard baby?” Rome said as he set a punishing pace.

Po moaned “yes yes oh yes please.”

Rome was hitting po’s prostate with every thrust, pulling out breathy obscene moans from po. Po’s body tensed again. “I’m gonna…gonna cum” po moaned loudly.

“Cum for me baby.” Rome said as po was coming all over his stomach again. His cum mixing with the drying cum.

Rome was about to come as well. Looking at po’s state, his body covered with cum and hickeys that Rome left behind. Tears covering his face, his lips kissed and swollen. Rome was nearing his end as well. Rome was about to pull away when po stopped him by snaking his arms around romes bare shoulders. “Inside. Cum inside. Wanna feel you. Fill me up. Please hubby.” Po pouted and even though his whole was sensitive now he wanted to feel Rome inside him.

“Yeah wanna feel filled up by me? Yeah baby want to fill you up. Keep my cum inside you. Keep it locked in with a buttplug. Your belly will be all swollen with my cum.” Rome said in po’s ears as he came inside po with a groan. Po moaned too.

Rome dropped on po, making sure not to put all his weight on po. He slowly pulled out of po so as to not irritate his over sensitive hole. Po hissed at the moment. “Sorry baby” Rome said as he fully pulled out, rubbing circles on po’s hips. As Rome pulled out, his cum started drooling out of him hole. Rome carefully shoved the cum back in and po cried.

———

Rome had cleaned up po with a wash cloth and tugged him into the blanket that he had previous bought with him. Now po was snuggled into his chest.

“It wasn’t just a one time thing for me, you know that right?” Rome asked tracing circles on po’s back.

“Yes it was quite evident by the way you just fucked me” and Rome laughed at that.

“Good” Rome said he kissed po’s forehead. Po felt himself falling asleep.

𝙒𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩’𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝

——

Six months later

Po and Rome had kept their relationship quiet, not wanting to tell anyone just yet. A month ago, Rome had to leave for Russia for a month or so for an important project.

Mok had gone with him. Po did feel a little uneasy about it but he trusted Rome. And Rome was very very obsessed with po. Like literally.

Rome was possessive in nature. He was flirty yes, almost like a puppy but very possessive. If a man even dared look at po, Rome would glare at that person ready to pull out his gun. Po always acted like he was done but he would smile secretly when Rome wasn’t looking. God he loved Rome.

Rome was different than Thame. Not quiet. Not peaceful. With Rome it was always fear and uncertainty. Po saw the wounds. Po always saw how Rome would vanish and come back a few days later looking exhausted. Po knew what it was. He may not understand it but he knew. And he would always let Rome fall into his arms because that is the least po could do for him. Love him with his everything.

And in return Rome loved him even more. They may not have normal dates, but even those quiet moments were the most beautiful for po.

Right now po was standing in the airport, more like on the air strip waiting for Rome to get down his private plane.

Rome’s bodyguards were the first to get out. Thee and peach were there and so was Thame.

“Why are you here phi?” Thame asked as he looked over at po. “I’m here for mok. Khun thee and khun peach are here for khun Rome. You are here for?” Thame asked.

“Mok is my brother too Thame” po said matter of factly. And Thame laughed awkwardly rubbing his neck.

“But that is not the only reason I’m here.” Po said. He didn’t know where the confidence came from but he said it still.

“What do you mean?” Thame asked. Just then mok got out of the plane and Thame looking like the puppy he was for mok, he ran straight into his arms. They looked cute po thought.

“Hi” mok nodded towards po. And po smiled back.

And then came the man he missed. The man he had missed so much. His boyfriend Rome.

Po was already on his feet running towards him Rome. Rome was frozen in place for a slight second before he opened his arms and po ran straight into his arms. Looping his own arms around his neck.

“Missed you so much baby” Rome said as he cradled po’s head with his one hand.

“Missed you too Rome” po said pulling back a little.

“When did this happen?” Thame looked between them completely shocked. His eyes comically growing wider. Mok, thee and peach had no reaction whatsoever like they already knew.

Mok patted thame’s back,”it’s okay Thame. Some people can be slow.” Mok said as everybody broke into laughter.

Well po could love with this forever.