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Kong was having a temper tantrum. He was fuming. And in tears. Tears of pain and anger.

He watched the television screen with angry tears and choked on his sobs. Trying to ignore the burn in his chest. As he stared at the handsome twin faces looking back at him with one woman in each of their arms. While the media gushed about how good of a couple they looked like.

Kong hugged his folded legs tighter and let his sorrow consume him, as he sobbed and sobbed without being able to help himself.

His room is a mess with things around him. Tossed and thrown.

His glasses were misplaced as he refused to fix himself anyways. He knows he always knew... That this is his fate. He is just an orphan.

They helped him, gave him education and a life away from the slum where he lived as a bummer.

But how can you console your heart? How can you tell it not to love?

How can you not think that you are loved looking into their eyes? Especially the hazel ones that stared at him through the screen.

Kongpob loved them... Loved both of them with his Everything... But he drowned deeper into the hazel ones...

He was new to this arrangements of the relationship... He thought they are supposed to be between two people. He thought it was supposed to be soft and warm... He thought relationships are supposed to be dreams and memories... But he got introduced to this new world...

He was scared when they entered his life like a storm. Turning his whole life upside down... Opening doors to possibilities, that he didn't know there is...

And when this would overwhelm him, he would seek comfort from the objects of all his ordeals... But, he soon knew his place... His role... He wasn't here for love... He was here for lust... That was his role.

He wasn't here to receive their love... He is here to receive their hunger for his body... As long as it pleased them. And that's his only role.

And now... Looking at the television screen, he realised... He was very much replaceable... Why did he feel that they can actually love him... That they can actually care for a loser like him... Why did he think, he was more than just their toy...

They don't even show him to the world. He stays all alone like always, just in a luxurious place now. With the best view of the city. And all the facilities... Everything Kongpob owned or had, was gifted or given by them. For being their good boy...

He is just their plaything. Just a dirty secret, that no one wanted to show... So why did he think, he can actually be important to them.

Kong looked at the screen again... The women in their designer dresses looked so good besides them. Meant for each other....

And what was he? Only an embarassment. That they fuck... But can never accept.

Like a fool... Kong wants each of their treatment. And each gift after they break him... Kong wants their harsh touches... Because that makes him feel wanted. And less lonely. Makes him love... The both of them... Make him realise, he wanted and can't live without the both of them...

Especially one... But he knows that he loves his brother more than anything... So Kong simply did one thing and braced the feelings... He loved both their opposite nature anyways.

They made it clear when they made him read and sign the contract... That there won't be any feelings involved... But... Here he is...

Why does he always have to dream of the fairy tale love... Why didn't he know... That life isn't fairytale... Just why? Why did he fall in love with the flames of fire? Knowing... That he is just a moth...

Kong drew in shaky breathes as he gripped the phone in his hand and tossed it right at the screen.

Right at the hazel eyes with a scream of frustration and hurt. He felt abandoned again. Only this time, ten folds harsher.

"You promised..." Kong cried. Then broke in more painful cries. Dropping his head on his folded knees.

"You will always be our precious Bunny..."

"YOU PROMISED."

Arthit and Aiden started striding out of the event. Trying hard to keep tight smiles. Wanting to rip off the matching navy suits that they were wearing... Feeling filthy with those touches.

They worked hard for building the grandeur of their fashion label... But nothing prepared them for the consequences that came along. They hated charity events anyways... Charity should be done without announcing to the whole world.

Getting constantly hit on by models and others being one of them. While they have to endure it. Because they have a reputation to maintain.

So when they were cornered by the Miller sisters... They made sure not to make a scene... But they also made sure to inform their secretary to get them everything they needed to know about those vile creatures.

Arthit and Aiden were walking towards their parked car, one of their bodyguards just behind, while the other waited by the car.

Aiden looked furious as he stared at his phone and dialed the number for the fiftieth time. He always was impatient and wanted things done according to him... The belligerent one. The louder and restless...

So, when he looked at his older by three seconds brother. He knew, that he wasn't the only one that was clawing the walls.

Aiden stared at his brother's sideface, he can see the ticking temple and the pale face contouring dangerously. Not even hiding the dark rage that his brother must be feeling that moment. As they got inside the car.

Aiden and Arthit were poles apart. Arthit is calm, composed, strategic, and tactical. He barely speaks what he feels and makes sure that his actions made all the statements.

But Aiden knew, when it came to killing someone... Who will continue stabbing even after the person is dead.

The one who holds grudges with passion and makes sure to return it, ten folds harsher... But no one would know... Staring at the blank, calm face...

So now, that Aiden stared at Arthit's dark face... Contoured dangerously, not even trying to hide the emotions... Aiden knew, that Arthit was mad. He was furious...

And why won't he be? They've been trying to reach their Bunny for the last two hours... But his phone was out of reach... Or he simply refused to answer... Which never happened, after they trained him on how to be obedient...

"Any luck?"

Aiden came to his senses, hearing the deep voice besides him. And he looked sideways, to find Arthit staring blankly out of the window. Laid back with crossed legs... The passing street lights giving his visible half of the face a deadly view...

"No..." Aiden put away his phone and stared out of the window on his side.

Aiden shivered... Hearing the audible gnashing of teeths.

He would lie if he said that in the time that passed... He didn't fall for the sweet, innocence of the kid.

The way he wore his feelings, right on his sleeves. And looked at everything like a dream... All the aspects making it hard for Aiden, to not go fall head over heels.

So... He noticed the way the kid looked at his brother... It wasn't hard to understand. And it hurt Aiden, too much...

So he tried to step down... But when Kongpob didn't find him for few days... He became a mess... No matter the training, Aiden remembered Kong crying when he wasn't around... Arthit told him everything, after one of his visits, to Kong's penthouse.

Though he never asked for an explanation about Aiden. Or comfort... Arthit made it clear, that Kongpob has looked longingly at his bedroom's door. Masked his tears and was overtly upset. Arthit asked Aiden to stop all of it... That they are in this together.

So, when he saw the look of relief in Kong's beautiful charcoal eyes when Aiden finally joined Arthit, after few weeks of absence. He decided, he will brace the feelings and give the feelings that spiralled inside him to Kongpob... Without any regret.

He has dropped his instincts of dominating the kid that night... Holding him close to himself. Giving him all the comfort he wanted.

Aiden was delighted to know that he meant something to Kongpob... Explaining that love has many faces. That even his ever straight faced brother couldn't control. It wasn't rocket science to understand, that Aiden wasn't the only one nose deep.

The look on his brother's hazel eyes, whenever he stared at Kong's sleeping face. Or whenever he followed Kong's movements like a lost puppy, wasn't very subtle.

They wanted the kid when they first saw him... It was strange that they always wanted the same thing at the same time from their childhood.

That have led to fights. Lots of them... Until, they learned the art of sharing.

But Kongpob, came as a sudden surprise... They didn't know the true art of sharing until Kongpob. Because none of them wanted to let the kid go... He had something in him, that binded both the brothers... Very deep...

Because, no matter the reason they got the boy in their life... They have surely fallen for the charm of the kid... The beautiful nature and the golden heart... Which never cared for money or fame...

And in the years that they spent together, looked like Kongpob was able to make a place, even in the ice cold heart of his ruthless older brother.

"To the penthouse, Landon..." Arthit instructed their cheffy in his deep voice.

And no matter how much Aiden enjoyed looking at the kid breaking... He felt a little sorry for Kongpob this time. Arthit didn't seem much amused... And it can end up bad.

They met Kongpob during one of their events. Kong was skateboarding outside in the park near the hotel they were staying in. His beautiful dusky self and young carefree happiness stole their heart. Well at first their lower half that is. Which stirred at the same time.

They were twins and it wasn't a surprise that they wanted the same thing at the same time.

They'd lie if they said there wasn't a feud between them, even though they learned sharing. There was a silent war. But they always shared. Always. So Kong was soon stopped being treated as an exception.

Vanilla and sweet sex wasn't their thing. The only thing they shared in common.

They liked it hard. And they did it hard. Until they made sure to have fucked your brains as well.

And they loved power. Having control. Even in bed. So they were what contemporary magazines recognised as Dominants.

Which Aiden of course found funny. While he never knew Arthit's perspective on the matter. Arthit barely talks much. And when he does. He makes sure the others don't.

And their unique characteristics made it hard for them to have sex with pleasure. For the ones they found were too fake. Were submitting too robotically. Or were after their money.

Arthit and Aiden didn't think for themselves to be good-looking. But what they actually did take pride in... is money.

They had money. Money from their ancestors. Money earned by themselves, but money. Lots of it. And that single aspect came attractive to a lot of them. But not their Bunny. No.

After shaking hands, on sharing the beautiful exotic being they found. They hunted down Kongpob.

And kept hunting him, until they found him. And boy... was that kid a tough case. An orphan and living in the slums like a bummer, but pride as high as the sky.

And that aspect, that defiance and that pure innocence stirred their groins once again. They found their perfect plaything... To train and bend according to their pleasure.

Kong kept running away from them and avoiding them. His 17-year-old self trying to defy with all that he got. No matter how hard it was. He just couldn't believe that the handsome men, whome he recently seen in magazines and television... Can actually want him... It can't be true... No.

And the brothers loved that Kong kept running. Loved every aspect of that. Loved imagining the ways, they'd break the kid. Piece after piece, until there's nothing intact. And no one to collect those pieces back except them.

Kong was a quest and each time the goal got further away, the more they became adamant on getting him.

They knew Kong was willing when he'd blush, but talk back when they'd comment about his body. Especially Aiden. Since Arthit loved observing. They can see the cute scare in Kong's eyes when he'd be cornered. They can see it all.

So they didn't give up and they knew. Kong was just playing. He was young and it was in his instincts to play hard to get. They also knew they were the hunters, that knew the exact way to play the game.

Kong was all alone and grew up facing the harsher side of life. So believing in fairy tales wasn't very natural to him. But the brothers were getting impatient.

They wanted that sweet ass and they wanted to rip off the clothes covering that slender sexy body. And sink their teeths in the softness. But after a good cleaning. The kid needed a day or two in the spa. To be cleaned and ready.

They didn't want to seem like douche bags... But Kongpob worked in a bed and breakfast, sometimes taking the kitchen shifts. He also worked in a pizza joint in the morning...

And self hygiene wasn't really in his schedule... So a relaxing day or two in the spa or parlour, won't hurt. AFTER they have the kid in their grip, that is.

And they knew, exactly how to break Kong's will. They stopped pursuing Kong all of a sudden. And they stopped chasing. But observed the kid from afar.

Watching him as he went by his life... But loosing the previous carefree zest, as he slowly turned a mess. They saw his beautiful, deep charcoal eyes look around desperately, searching and slowly crumbling. Piece after piece everyday. The sight adding fuel to the brother's already burning desire.

And they enjoyed it. Watching him crying in the park and taking sleepless strolls throughout the night. Kongpob was a mess. Working like a robot everyday. While his lost eyes, searched everywhere.

Kongpob hated being abandoned again. He hated being all alone all his life. When the brothers came like storms... Kongpob obviously stepped back... Not sure if he really could offer what they wanted. And maybe he pushed them away in the process. And he started feeling abandoned again.

After around two weeks of their absense... Kongpob was strolling aimlessly in the park one night. Lost in thoughts... Lost in everything. He felt lonelier then he ever felt before. And he couldn't take the void it left in him... He wished they were back... Both of them. Especially the broody one... But Kong knew they won't.

Kong was in tears as he walked towards the rundown apartment, he called home. Halting on his steps, when he saw a car stopping in front of the place. A dark, costly car.

Kong's breathes hitched, when he saw the tall bodyguard that he now recognised so well, come down the car... Walk around and open the backdoor.

Kong's lips trembled, as he looked towards the apartment once then back at the car... The guard opened the backdoor and waited.

Kong has nothing to loose, no one to come back to... And no matter how dangerous the setting was... No matter how his whole system screamed, that he is walking in lions Den... He found himself walking towards his doom...with thudding heart.

As he simply rushed right inside the car. In the awaiting arms of the brothers. Leaving behind everything... In that rundown apartment.

It was tough at first. They had to discipline Kong. And make him habituated with the extravagant life. Stop his drinking habit. Though he drank only cheap beer. Change his whole self. Outside the bedroom and inside as well.

The first weeks were tough as Kong would cry in their arms, seeking comfort. And giving comfort wasn't really their comfort zone.

So they punished and broke the kid more. Making it clear that he was here to be their toys. Feelings weren't accepted in between them. He was here for giving his body. And they are here to take it.

They can see the hurt in the kid's eyes. They also noticed the way he would look at Arthit, then Aiden. But they ignored it. They were bending the kid's will according to their will and that was final.

So when Kong gave a faint nod of submission, dropping his gaze and clutching his oversized tee. They didn't take a second to sympathize. Not a single second.

They knew the kid was scared of abandonment and they would be downright dirty and use that card at play.

As they turned and bent the kid according to their will. Making him their perfect toy.

Gave him a separate penthouse so he won't be habituated with them. Kept giving him that tinch of abandonment, to show that If he wasn't good. He'll be alone once again.

They couldn't help it. They were obsessed with the kid. But like fools in denial... They refused to acknowledge the fact that... What they wanted from the kid... Was more than just his body... They craved for his whole existence...

And now. Three years later. When they stared at the messed up, empty penthouse with everything that was broken. Costliest ones or cheaper. They clenched their jaws.

Kongpob was gone without any word. And they realised, that something was clawing on them with the kid's absence. That they are so worried... Missing him so much...

That, they were hopelessly in Love.

"How dare he?" Arthit hissed, trembling. "How fucking dare he? After we dragged and helped his sorry ass from the slum."

"He might be in trouble." Aiden tried to calm himself down.

"He is being an ungrateful brat..." Arthit snapped, pointing at the television. "He is being that bastard that we picked... We should never have dragged him out of the hell..."

"He is a kid..." Aiden sighed. "He must be jealous..."

Arthit knows that. He knows that. He knows that Kongpob watches every show they organise or attend... He knows that Kongpob wants to attend the shows with them, but he never asked. So he also knows that Kongpob must have seen them with the Miller sisters.

The scandal going around the Rojnapat brothers and Millers started months back... The sisters really thought they will be married to the brothers. They attended every event the brothers had to... like dogs. Clinging to them like leeches.

Kongpob found the scandal in a tabloid. And boy did he defy them that night... Showed his anger in his own way... Much to their amusement. He knew the rule of never asking about their lives. But that didn't stop him from defying them... Making him ignore each order that was given. So much... That he was on the verge of fainting....

Arthit had gestured Aiden to stop that night... Because in his heart, they were way over the contract. He has fallen nose dip. So the contract didn't matter anymore... Their relationship has changed to something else...

So Arthit had held Kong that night. Much opposite to his nature... Held his broken, defiant, cutely fuming form in his arms. As he sat under the covers. Staring at Kong's flushing red face, taking continuos ragged breathes staring anywhere but at the brothers.

And Arthit couldn't help his chuckles. While Aiden was just as amused. Sitting besides Arthit, leaned back against the headboard with Kong's feet on his lap. While Kong sat sideways on Arthit's lap.

"What did I tell you about being in your best behavior?" Arthit ran his knuckles down Kong's face.

Kong had shaken a little, blinking and trying to get a hold of himself. As he dropped his gaze and went stiff. Actually remembering all the training. As he had curled his toes and crouched himself small.

Arthit had sighed, sharing a glance with Aiden. Who raised his chin once, signalling for letting Kong be this once. He didn't have to say though... Arthit was already turning a marshmallow for the kid... Feeling soft, each time the kid would be in his arms.

"Mi Cariño..." Arthit had whispered against Kong's cheek, sniffing on it. "You will always be our precious Bunny...."

Kong had looked up, with glazing eyes. Meeting Arthit's gaze then Aiden's. Raising a little up as he cupped Arthit's face with one hand and stretched his free hand towards Aiden. Who held it instantly and kissed on the knuckles. Staring deep into Kong's eyes, over his lashes.

"You promise?" Kong had whispered.

The brothers faces went blank. And Kong froze, slowly dropping his gaze again, slowly prying his hands. Almost forgetting about the deal...

"Sorry..." Kong uttered in his softest voice. "I didn't mean to..."

Arthit had kissed him shut, as he moaned against Arthit's lips. While Aiden kissed his feet, turning and removing the covers. As Arthit came over and Aiden slipped behind Kongpob, moving in sync. Making Kong rest against his chest.

Kong had gasped against Arthit's lips, feeling a cold surface touch against his waist. He blinked with parted jaws, meeting Arthit's gaze as he towered over him. His arms falling on either sides.

"We promise..." Arthit had whispered, gazing deep into Kong's eyes.

Kong gaped then teared up, dropping his gaze as he bit on his lips to hold his cries. Gasping, when Aiden's warm arms wrapped possessively over his torso. And Aiden kissed the crook of his neck.

"Promise with our all..." Aiden had mumbled against Kong's neck, staring unblinking at his sideface. "Mi Cariño..."

Kong weeped, snuggled in the arms of the brothers. Taking all the comfort that night... As they traced the outline of the waist chain, that they gifted Kongpob. Kong's slender, dusky waist adding to the glow of the thing.

They always gifted something to Kong... A way of showing their praise to Kongpob, for being a good pet... In the beginning of their arrangements.

Then they started gifting things to Kong... As a way of showing their gratitude to Kongpob, for being a good companion, after few months of their life together...

Who always stayed by them... Took all their frustration and enjoyment... Still being a warm presence... Who cooked them warm meal each time they visited and no matter how bad they broke him... And welcomed them with a smile... See them off with the familiar smile... Just not hiding the sadness of the beautiful heart.

But that night... They gifted Kongpob that custom made white gold waist chain... As a way of showing their love... That they have fallen in love.

And now... Six months after that night, as Arthit stared at the drawer of the vanity, carelessly staked with jewels and precious stones... Arthit realised, maybe they should have told him... That this was a way of showing him their love...

Maybe they should have shown him, that he meant more then just a dirty secret to them... That, Kongpob is Arthit's and Aiden's world...

And maybe it's too late.

The dam must have broken today, because the media escalated the assumptions. To the point that now everyone assumed, that the Rojnapats are asking those vile sluts hands in marriage.

The Millers agreement and squeals to the news only added fuel to the fire... And no matter how hard the brothers wanted to kick them and show them their places... They have a reputation to withheld... And they haven't forgotten all their own best behavior... In public. Just yet.

So Arthit knows, it was all their fault... That the kid felt the need of running away, instead of actually confronting them.

They never gave him that safe space, or comfort... To actually make him feel free to ask them anything.

They never gave him the security of feeling their love... It's their fault... Because they knew, always knew... That Kongpob was never attracted to their money or status... It was them... That he wanted... Always them.

Aiden always feels that Kongpob loves Arthit... But Arthit knows, Kongpob loves Aiden as well... As a friend, as a confident... It didn't matter. But love...

Aiden is the more approachable one... So sometimes when they'd be relaxing in Kong's penthouse. Kongpob would spend hours, talking to Aiden... Laughing and goofing around.

While Arthit will be his go to guy for help in studies. Though with lots of motivations from Aiden. He kept a little distance from Arthit... Always intimidated. And Arthit didn't blame him. He knows, how he seems to others.

But he'd be delighted, when Kong will always leave him a glass of milk every night. When he will be in the study room of the penthouse. And a cup of freshly brewed coffee in the morning. When he would be working on his designs, early in the morning.

Asking in his soft voice, for Arthit to take it slow sometimes. And run away the next moment, when Arthit would give him a hard stare.

Leaving Arthit smiling like a fool. But still, he would open his glasses and put away his laptop. To enjoy his cup of coffee, taking it a little slow.

They practically stayed at the penthouse, there wasn't a point in giving it seperately to Kongpob. Maybe they should've just got them to their house...

And maybe after pushing every button of Kong's patience... They surely must have pushed the very wrong one.

But the thought of not seeing the kid again. Or being able to touch him was making him crazy. And he was never the one to express the exact feelings. So him loosing his cool... Was the que... There wasn't any doubt.

"He didn't take any cash or card..." Arthit heard his brother's frustrated sigh. "Where is he Arthit? He won't survive without money... I don't want him struggling without us..."

Arthit gritted his teeth, pulling out his phone and dialling his secretary. He closed his eyes, trying to take calming breathes. Gripping the waist chain he took from the drawer, in a knuckle whitening grip.

"Sir..." Arthit heard his secretary replying, after three rings. Good.

"I want you to look for Kongpob... The sooner the better..."

The other side was silent for sometimes. Until, "Yes sir.."

"And I want the Miller's faces in every tabloid, newspaper, magazines, televisions... The moment I wake up..." Arthit hissed through his clenched jaws, staring at the waist chain in his hand. "Do anything, I don't care. But their faces and the worst news of all time."

"Sir..."

"Kill them if need be..." Arthit hissed. "And I can send Landon, if you feel incompetent in doing a simple job..."

"Consider it done..."

"Good..." Arthit closed his eyes, drawing in shaky, calming breathes. "And one more thing..."

There was a pause...

"Arrange the best South sea pearls for us... Handpicked and unique..."

"Yes sir."

Arthit cut the call. Feeling a bubbling turmoil inside him. Which made him restless... And see white. He looked around the place once, before closing his eyes and drawing in shaky breathes.

He sent the phone in his hand flying across the room next, growling from deep within his chest. Not caring to keep his cool anymore. As he heard the thing crash against the wall.

"That fucking little shit..." He ran frustrated hands through his hairs, baring his teeth in a snarl.

"You know you can just say that you are worried... And you have got attached to him." Aiden plopped on the couch, stretching. And dropping his head back over the headrest of the couch.

Arthit glared at him, over his shoulder, striding closer to the couch.. "You sound like you haven't..."

Aiden stared at the ceiling blankly for a moment. Then hummed.

"We both have..." Aiden sighed. "We both have attached with the kid..."

Arthit struggled for breathes, for few moments as he stared at his brother. The worry etched on his otherwise carefree sibling. And it somehow brushed of his chagrin, as he sighed and turned over.

"Kongpob..." Arthit corrected, dropping himself besides his brother and stretching as well. Dropping his head back.

They never used his name... They knew pronouncing the name makes a bond... But looking at the kid gone... Made them realise... How deep they have etched the bond that they tried to deny... In their bones.

"Still a kid..." Aiden smirked.

"A sexy one." Arthit smirked back.

They were silent for a moment. Until Aiden turned his dropped head towards his older brother. Arthit following the gesture and letting their eyes meet. Hazel to Amber.

"When we find him... We are showing him to the world..." Arthit murmured, not leaving his brother's gaze.

"He will be scared of it all..." Aiden uttered in worry.

"We will be besides him..." Arthit said with a blank, determined face. "To hide him from everything..."

"Mom and dad will be shocked, Arthit..."

Arthit looked away, clenching his jaws. The mention of their parents bubbling his already raging blood. Their selfish, hypocrite, money hungry parents.

Who cared nothing more then building their sons for earning more, building more... Making them robots... the reason both the boys got it in their nature, to have a control on everything.

Until... Arthit took a stand for them both. He always have, always will. It was always in his nature, to protect and provide. And he wasn't stopping ever...

"Does it look like I care about those leeches..." Arthit hissed through his clenched jaws.

"No you don't..." Aiden scoffed. "Made it pretty clear, when you filed lawsuit against them."

"They were trying to take our money..." Arthit gave his brother a hard stare. "Our... No one takes what's ours... Even if that was given to us by our grandfather... Even if they think, that they have more right on it..."

"I love it... When you always call everything ours..." Aiden smiled.

Arthit snorted, shaking his head. "It's ours... And that's that."

"Always the stronger and powerful... Always shielding everything..." Aiden stared blankly at the ceiling.

Arthit stared at him without replying, actually impressed by his brother's calm, thoughtful side.

"Maybe that's why..." Aiden whispered. "He loves you..."

Arthit sighed, copying Aiden and staring out of the glass wall on the opposite. Giving the best view of the New York skyline. The sounds of the city, obviously warded by the soundproof space. Because Arthit didn't actually know how to answer his brother.

"Always intrigued by you..." Aiden continued. "Always looking up to you... Always..."

"He is always carefree around you... Always opening more to you..." Arthit smiled cutting Aiden in between, with closed eyes. "While, He barely speaks to me Aiden... Remember?"

"So if he is intrigued by me..." Arthit stared at Aiden's sideface. "He is amazed by you..."

Aiden clenched his jaws, shaking his head in denial. "Nah..." He hissed, "I barely did anything..."

"Yeah?" Arthit smirked. "Well, I wasn't the one, to mess the wires of our dear parent's precious car..."

Aiden snapped his gaze at Arthit, those memories spiralling in him in a snap. But he didn't regret, remembering their broken, casted, tube induced, life support bearing parents... Not even a bit.

"They were trying to kill you..." Aiden glared at Arthit, with hateful tears. "They were trying to get you off their way."

"How did you know, Aiden?" Arthit stared at his brother. "You never told me..."

Aiden smirked with clenched jaws. His glazing eyes glinting with hate and malice. And Arthit knew, his brother can play dirty when need be.

"They think they are so smart..." Aiden snarled. "They think they know how to play it... They think they are spying on us... They thought they can get what they want, by getting you out of their way..."

"What did you do?"

"I recorded all their calls. All their financial transactions... All their legal strategies... I kept an eye on them all..." Aiden gruffly rubbed away his eyes, looking away. "They planned on messing your car..."

Aiden smirked at Arthit next. "So I messed theirs. They planned on taking you down... So I took them... They thought they can win... That you are fighting alone... That hurting you will solve the feud... So I hurt them."

Arthit drew in a breath, his face and heart mellowing... As he felt his lips curve in a smile.

"No one hurts you... Not on my watch..." Aiden spat out almost vengefully. "My only regret... They survived this..."

Arthit was quiet for sometimes, watching his brother fuming in rage. Then he opened his arms towards Aiden. Who stared at him for a moment, with his hard face.

"Come're baby bro..." Arthit whispered, with a smile.

Aiden clenched and unclenched his jaws, then pushed closer to Arthit, almost petulantly giving up. He laid against Arthit's chest, holding tight around his older brother. Both falling in a comfortable silence. Listening to each other's steady breathes.

"Do you know, why I have this extreme approaches?" Arthit caressed Aiden's hairs, breaking the silence.

Aiden didn't reply. So Arthit continued.

"Because I know... That you've got my back..."

Aiden went stiff. While Arthit smiled, continuing to caress Aiden's hairs.

"If I am strong and powerful..." Arthit patted Aiden's back with one hand. "You are dark and possessive... Which for me, is more alluring..."

Aiden closed his eyes with clenched jaws, knowing where this is going.

"So. He loves you too." Arthit caressed his brother and stared blankly at the ceiling. "I have seen it... Just the way you have seen it..."

Aiden wanted to protest... But he clenched his jaws harder instead. Knowing that he can't deny it.

"I know..." Aiden mumbled finally. "But he loves you more..."

"Doesn't matter." Arthit kissed Aiden's head. "What matters is... he will break, if any of us steps back..."

Aiden nodded, basking in the warmth of his brother's arms.

"And we are in it together..." Arthit muttered. "So we will fix the mess we created... together... By bringing that brat back..."

"Don't you love him brother?" Aiden snorted.

"Don't you?" Arthit sighed.

They remained silent and they knew none of them were ready to let go of Kongpob. And Kongpob won't survive if they did as well. So they fell silent again.

"Mongkut claims, that Kong is a bearer..." Aiden muttered, breaking the silence again.

He recalled the conversation he had with Kong's physician, few weeks back.

The lifestyle they lived... Made them have a personal physician, to treat all their previous contracts. But they got Kongpob the best one in town. Only for him. Who gave him regular check-ups. To make sure he was in shape and healthy.

"You mean Kit? Kong's physician?" Arthit peeked at Aiden's face.

Aiden nodded. "He has done the tests. Twice, for reconfirmation."

"Does... Does Bunny know?" Arthit frowned, staring blankly at the ceiling again.

"No." Aiden shook his head. "No... Bunny doesn't know... He was asleep after the examinations..."

Arthit was quite for sometimes, trying to digest and process the information. Then finally coming into a conclusion, he was ready for a serious commitment. But he wondered about his younger brother. Not that he was stepping back, if Aiden wasn't ready.

"Are you... Are we... Ready for that responsibility?" Aiden asked, beating Arthit to it.

Arthit snapped his gaze at Aiden, realising he wasn't the only one ready to take the risk. The thought making him let out a breathy chuckle, as he dropped his head back again.

"When were we ever ready?"

"So.... What now?" Aiden straightened and stared at Arthit's sideface. A glint of anticipation shining in his own amber eyes.

"Now... First thing first... We dump the condoms..." Arthit winked at Aiden.

"Wow... Someone's impatient..." Aiden cocked a brow.

"Should I get the mirror?"

"What's the second thing?" Aiden rolled his eyes.

"We shift his things and lock this place..."

"Understandable..." Aiden nodded. "Third?"

"You tell me..." Arthit snarked incredulously. "You sound like you have no contribution."

Aiden chewed on his lips and thought for a moment. While Arthit waited.

"He will keep being insecure and doubtful, if we continue this arrangement..." Arthit muttered. "And I don't even know, if we can marry him at the same time..."

"Marry Kongpob?" Arthit gaped.

"What's so surprising?" Aiden glared. "I want to marry him..."

Arthit stared at his brother, so deeply determined. His face so focused, that Arthit wanted to give him anything he wanted. The thought making him chuckle and Aiden's face go redder. Arthit raised his hands in defence, before Aiden can punch him.

"I am not surprised... I just assumed, my baby brother isn't up for commitments..." Arthit grinned.

"Stop calling me that." Aiden hissed, with a glare. "You are just THREE seconds older... And I am ready for commitment, if it's him..."

"Will you be okay, if we both get married?" Arthit tilted his head. "Will you..."

"Yes... We love him. We both do... And he loves us just the way."

Arthit raised his brows, then smiled. "Then all that matters... If he is ready to be ours.... Then we are ready as well. The world can burn itself, all I care..."

Aiden was about to say something with a grin, when Arthit's other phone rang. Arthit pulled it out, checking the number. He put the call on speaker.

"Yeah..."

"Kongpob just boarded a bus to Florida..." They heard the disembodied voice from the other side. "You want me to get him back?"

The brothers shared a glance, then stared at the phone again.

"No... Let him be." Aiden instructed.

"Make someone keep an eye on him..." Arthit ordered. "And keep us updated about everything..."

"Okay... And about the Millers... I..."

"Don't bother telling me whatever you are gonna do to them..." Arthit cut his secretary. "Just surprise me with your creativity..."

"Yes sir..." Arthit heard the sigh. And he disconnected.

There was silence between them again, the only sound being the helpers swiping and cleaning the mess.

"Did he really think, he can hide from us?" Aiden tilted his head, frowning incredulously.

"He is a kid..." Arthit mocked Aiden, coming to his feet.

Aiden looked at him unamused, coming to his feet as well. Buttoning his navy jacket.

"So what say?" Arthit straightened. "Ready to haul his ass back home?"

"Hmm..." Aiden stretched and cracked his knuckles and neck.

"Let's give him what he wants..."

"The both of us..." Arthit smirked at Aiden sideways

"The both of us..." Aiden winked, smirking back. Then pulled out his phone.

"Who are you calling?" Arthit frowned.

"My intern." Aiden heard the ringing on the other side.

"Why?"

"Hello..."

"Hey there..." Aiden smirked, pointing a finger at Arthit gesturing him to wait. As Aiden was answered.

"Si... Sir..."

Aiden wanted to chuckle, hearing the soft voice from the other side. While Arthit rolled his eyes. Aiden loved messing with his new intern. A young college passout, who was always intimidated by his ass of a brother.

"Did I disturb you?" Aiden grinned.

"No sir..." Came the instant response.

"Awww... Thank you... I feel proud of you..."

"Tha... Thank you."

"Can you do me a tiny, winy favour?" Arthit can hear the pout in Aiden's voice.

"Yes sir..."

"Contact our interior designer and ask them to build a cozy room, extended towards the lake behind our house. And a alcove bed is a must..." Aiden instructed, then smirked again. "You recall our house and the lake, don't you?"

"Yes... Yes..." Aiden heard the stammer from the other side. "Yes I do..."

"Good... Good... So, can you work on the design with them? You see I would have done that myself... But we'll be off to Milan soon..." Aiden mumbled.

"Don't worry about anything, Mr. Rojnapat." He heard the determined response. "It will be done, before you two are back."

"You are a sweetheart..." Aiden smirked at Arthit. Who shook his head unamused.

"Thank... Thank you sir."

"And Wayo..." Aiden uttered in his playful voice. But even Arthit can hear the dark menace in it. "Don't disappoint me. Okay?"

"Yes..." Arthit heard the hasty disembodied reply.

"Good..." Aiden smiled again. "Meet Arthit's assistant... He will help you..."

"Forth?" Wayo's voice didn't hide the panic.

"Yeah... You have a problem?"

"No..." Wayo cleared his throat. "No sir. I will do it..."

"Good boy... I will wait for the results. Take care, kiddo..." Aiden cut the call, without waiting for a response and smiled at Arthit again.

"Stop messing with the kid." Arthit narrowed his gaze, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"What?" Aiden batted his lashes, putting away his phone. "I am just playing cupid."

"Pardon?"

"Your man needs a little action in life..." Aiden rolled his eyes, walking past. "He is too stiff."

"What's with the alcove bed?" Arthit followed Aiden.

Aiden stopped and looked over, facing his brother again. As he smirked and licked his lips. Making Arthit narrow his eyes.

"Just in case, Kit's assumptions are right... Imagine opening the curtains... And finding our Bunny, snuggled in the cozy cocoon..." Aiden closed his eyes with a smile, then opened his eyes again. "With a swell... Like our parmanent gift unwrapping."

Arthit didn't want to give in to the idea of how his brain buzzed and body coursed with shivers with the image. Nor did he wanted to gulp down his suddenly dry throat or accept his dilating gaze. Even tried ignoring the knots that tightened in his belly. So he cleared his throat instead.

"What are you? Caveman? Or an animal?" Arthit gaped with mock defence.

Aiden cocked his brow and narrowed his stare. "Uh huh... Why don't you ask the same to your brain?" Aiden pointed somewhere between Arthit's legs.

Arthit followed Aiden's finger, then clenched his jaws, looking at his brother over his lashes. Aiden was smiling sweetly at him.

"Aiden..." Arthit warned.

"We are both animals..." Aiden shrugged. "He made us so... I can even smell him here... Can't you?"

Arthit could. He can smell the soft musk of lilac all around. It has been stiring him from the time he entered the place. He just didn't want to give in to his primal instincts. But looked like his brother was a different scenario.

"I thought as well..." Aiden replied to all of Arthit's unspoken words. "So let's just play with him for a while... Give him a head start and the liberty to think he is free... And then..."

"Hunt him down..." Arthit clenched his jaws.

"Exactly..."

Kongpob loved Florida... It's beaches and rain. The peppy crowd and sunshine. But what he started loving even more, are the small beach towns around it.

Like the one he is living in at the moment. From the last two months. Apalachicola... It's beautiful, quaint and the people are nice. And Kongpob can have as much oyester as he wanted.

Kongpob had a secret stash of savings. Which he took before running away. Not touching anything that they gave him. Finally finding himself here.

No one knew him here. No one did anywhere... But here no one actually knows him. The people are nice and warm. They are welcoming and friendly. Very less in population. Depending on those tourists who were ready to run away from the rush of loud city.

This is where Kongpob belonged. Simplicity and mild poverty. No glitz or glamor... No extravagance...

And no hazel or amber eyes.

He was a nobody here. Like he was supposed to be. Lonely and by himself. To take care of and to live. No one to love or no one to miss... Just him.

And he missed them...

Kongpob missed both of them... So much. Missed their presence. Their smell. Their grip on his life... Everything...

He felt like a stray dog, whose master left him to rot. In this case, it's the masters.

After few days of running, when his rational mind started working again. He realised he should've asked them. He should've talked to them. Instead of running. They always answered all his questions.

But he couldn't take it anymore. How can he? It was growing painful day after day. He was so deep in love... That he couldn't take it anymore. And he can't watch them with someone else.

He knows, he always knew they wanted nothing but his body. They had no feelings for him and he couldn't take it.

They have done so much for him. That he felt ungrateful. Trying to shove his own messy feelings on their faces.

It's not fair. Just because he fell in love. It's not fair that he expected them to fall in love with him as well. Especially HIM...

So he ran away. Like a coward who couldn't hold his own feelings. Because he couldn't. It was so painful... Like being burned. And he couldn't take it anymore.

He couldn't take the thought that they will come to him one day... And say, that they are done. There's no more them. He would've died if that happened. So he stepped back himself. He ran away.

And after almost two months... He was sure, they found a new and better toy to play with. Who would be their puppet and listen to them. Who isn't a brat like Kongpob, who insults all their efforts. Even after they have done so much for him. Given him so much.

Because there was no sign of them. What was he expecting anyways? He was miles away. Without any phone. Or any communication, which can help them find him. Or maybe they didn't care anymore. Why would they? Kong was the one who ran away.

Kong came across this small breakfast Shag, after coming here. They were hiring. So Kongpob started working. The owners are super nice and gave him a small back room to stay. With food and pay.

It was enough for Kong. Until he is mentally and emotionally stable. To go back to the city. Not to the brothers... He didn't know if they'll even recognise him... So just the city.

"Good Morning Mrs Smith..." Kong greeted the older lady, who owned the place with her husband.

It was a beautiful open place, facing the bay. And ready to take his duty, as he quickly put on his apron. Over the white shorts and loose ice blue tee he wore. Thankful that he stacked some clothes before running.

"Good morning Kongpob." The kind lady greeted back. While her husband was running around, serving the particularly busy place.

"Business looks good..." Kong grinned.

"Which means more tips..." Mrs. Smith cocked her brow.

Kong grinned with a nod. "I knew, it will be a great day the moment I woke up..."

That's a white lie. Kong was consumed with the feelings of dread and anticipation from the moment he woke up. Like something was about to happen. And he didn't know what.

"They pay you more anyways." The lady rolled her eyes. "Good for our business... Half the crowd here, is to look at you... Or be treated by you..."

Kong blushed, biting on his lips. As he looked around and true to every word, most of them were looking at him with anticipation. With suggestive smirks and leering gazes. He forgot the count of times that he have been hit on or asked out.

Thankful that he has opted to celibacy, because he can't if it's not them. More thankful because Mrs. Smith is a protective Mama bear. And Mr. Smith is a huge, intimidating man. They never asked who Kongpob was. Or why he was here... But they gave him shelter and protection.

"I don't know what you are talking about..." Kong mumbled, tying his apron.

Mrs. Smith chuckled. And Kong felt a strike of mild electricity snap through him, out of the blue.

His breathes hitched, as he looked around, with wide eyes. Getting hit by this overwhelming feeling which clenched his belly. He felt his blood running cold, as he tucked back his jaw length bangs with shaky fingers. This isn't possible. His bodies sudden reaction wasn't possible.

"Can you please attend the young men outside..." Mr. Smith rushed towards the counter. "My hands are full..."

Kong snapped his gaze at the man, gulping down lumps. Feeling his body trickle with cold sweat, meeting the surprised man's blue eyes.

"You okay?" Mr. Smith tilted his head.

Kong forced a smile and gulped more lumps as he nodded. He hastily collected the tray and menu with him, as he rushed towards the open tables. Like all his senses were forcing him to do so.

Ignoring his shaky knees or the butterflies which made him want to hunch over. Ignoring all the eyes that he felt on himself. His body felt the familiar pull, while he strided towards the open air tables. Close to the waters and the boat deck.

It wasn't very hard to notice the young men Mr. Smith was talking about. Sitting on the farthest table of the open space, under the umbrella. One's back towards Kongpob. While the other was not visible properly hidden from view by the one in front.

They were further away and Kong walked over the sand, feeling the bright sun over himself. Only for his pace to soon hault, as he felt a sense of deja vu. The more he reached closer to the table. Feeling his heart banging against his chest and belly swarm with butterflies.

Kong felt his belly dropping and his eyes trickle with tears, recognising in a snap... The new patrons that he was walking towards... For serving.

He took an involuntary step back instantly. Shaking his head in denial. Reminded of the first time he came face on with his doom. His hands and body feeling so light that he dropped the tray and menu.

And his jaws dropped in an almost silent scream when a pale face leaned sideways. Tilting his head at Kong. The one with his back to Kong, looked over simultaneously.

Kong can recognise those burning pairs of eyes anywhere. Anywhere. And the handsome twin faces. The designer white Khaki pants and three button down ice blue shirt, which protruded the beauty of the burning pupils. The same thing wore by the other one only with white shirt.

Kongpob was hit with a wave of feelings. Hundreds of thousands of emotions. As he started questioning, whether or not they were really here. Feeling humbled, that they came. Down with the thought that this is just a co incident.

And dread. Absolute dread, with the feeling that they are here for either a new start. Or a complete end. The very thought unsettling him. Though he himself called for it.

"Hey there..." Aiden smirked, pulling him out of the chain of thoughts. "Are you here to take the orders?"

Kong gripped on his belly trembling from head to toe. Taking ragged breathes, feeling his eyes tear up. As they flickered from amber to hazel. Still in wonder and fear.

"Well..." Aiden began. "I'd like pancakes with strawberry syrup and whipped cream. With scrambled eggs, bacon and..."

"Quit playing around Ad..." Arthit uttered blankly.

He never turning his gaze from the glowing dusky beauty. Drinking in the sight, that he was denied. For so long.

"Aww... You are no fun..." Aiden pouted, coming to his feet. "Look at our little house Bunny. Being a brave soldier and working for himself..."

Kong felt his throat tightening with screams... That he wanted to let out. Watching Aiden stepping closer to him. Arthit came to his feet, catching up with Aiden.

Aiden stopped a little away from Kong, staring at him. While Kong squirmed and gulped down lumps. Not knowing, whether to look away from the piercing amber eyes. Or keep holding it...

Kongpob flinched, when Aiden suddenly knelt down in front of Kong, making Kong flinch on his toes. Aiden picked up the dropped tray and menu, Kong's bare legs in his eyesight.

Running in goosebumps and droplets of sweat. Kong clenched his fists on either side of his thighs and struggled for breathes. Now his eyes falling on Arthit's. Who kept staring back, with tilted head. Hands stuffed in his pockets.

Aiden came to his feet in a torturous slow pace. His eyes lingering on every inch, that came in his line of sight in the process. Making Kong's body scream in anticipation, warming it. The intensity piercing through him, making him feel naked. And finally feel home. Finally.

He whimpered when Aiden tucked away his flowing bangs. And came to his full height. Towering over Kong's leaner and petite form. The flowing shirt hugging over all the muscles. The touch leaving a trail of burning needles on Kong's skin.

Both of them had the same texture of build. Muscles in all the right places, which always hugged everything they wore. Only Aiden is few inches shorter. With raven hairs. A bit longer and always set perfectly from the side. While Arthit had shorter brunette hairs, which protruded his sharp, chiseled face perfectly.

"Aren't you a brave one..." Aiden smiled, tossing away the things he picked. On a nearby table. "Hmm?"

Kong felt a chill running down him, looking at the smiling face glimmering under the sun. As Kong kept looking into the amber stare. Trembling from head to toe, gulping continuous lumps. The all too familiar handsome face, only missing the dear dimple.

Aiden is always the approachable one. But in all the years they spent together. Kongpob realised, Aiden can be extremely scary when he is upset. And at that moment, Kongpob can feel the vibes of rage. Coming off Aiden.

"Aren't you, Mi Cariño?" Aiden cupped Kong's face with one hand.

That smile and the endearment twisted Kong's belly. Making his knees jelly as he dropped his gaze. Not able to hold it anymore. His arms dropped on his side, like a good toy he was. His body remembering its place like a habit. He thought he forgot. But how can he? His owners were here...

"Aren't you my brave smol bean?" Aiden's croon, laced with this darkness, made Kong choke on his sob.

"Aren't you?" Aiden pinched Kong's chin and tilted his head back. "Pretty doll..."

Kong instantly shook his head, breaking in sobs. He wanted to hug them and seek warmth, he was so lonely all those days. He wanted a little comfort.... But he knew his place... So he kept standing, waiting for his verdict.

"Shh.. shh... Shh..." Aiden cupped Kong's face, touching his lips against Kong's forehead. "Don't cry, little Bunny... Don't waste your beautiful tears... You will need them..."

Arthit leaned his hips against the table and watched the interaction with crossed arms. His involvement wasn't needed that moment... Also he enjoyed observing anyways... He didn't want to snap. Yet.

"Have you been eating?" Aiden ran his knuckles down Kong's cheek. Never looking away from Kong's face. "You seemed to have lost weight..."

Kong nodded rapidly, Closing his eyes. Basking in the warmth he missed so much. His body melting and insides swirling with the feeling of home. He wished to hide in it... But what can he do?

"Hmmm..." Aiden snaked his fingers down Kong's cheeks, his neck. "You seem to have learnt lying..."

Kong's skin ran cold, feeling the aprons knot on his neck being pulled open. It soon dropped down his torso. Hanging by the knot on his hip... As he gasped. Shivering from head to toe. Feeling completely naked, even with the clothes that he was wearing.

"So..." Aiden gripped around Kong's nap as he snapped Kong's head back.

He looked into Kong's eyes, baring his teeth and clawing Kong's jaw with his other hand. His eyes darkening and jaws clenching.

"You lied... You ran away... You left us... And you are living here. For us to come get you... What do you think of yourself?"

Kong felt his heart ripping to shreds. As he jolted and blinked away the threatening tears. Of course, they will be upset with Kongpob. They must now hate him... They must be here to finally end it all...

But Kongpob felt thankful, that they atleast came to him. They didn't forget him and even bothered to look for him. Even if it's to punish him and end it, once and for all.

"Aren't you an ungrateful pimp?" Aiden hissed against Kong's nose.

They have called him names and humiliated him hundreds of times before. But this seemed harsh. Kongpob knows, he called it on himself. So he might as well own it. He rubbed away his cheeks with shaky fingers and nodded, looking blankly.

"Yes sir. .." Kong held the hand clawing his jaw. And dropped a shaky kiss on his pale calloused knuckles. "Thank you for all the efforts... And I am sorry, that I made you go through this trouble..."

Aiden closed his eyes with clenched jaws, as he ran a hand down his face in frustration.

There were so many things he wanted to say and ask. Kong looked miserable and Aiden wanted to comfort him. But he's been miserable himself all these time. With this beautiful kid's absence. The consuming thoughts that, he wasn't as much preferred as his older brother. And he couldn't help it.

It's too late... He is going to take what comes his way. He will have Kong in any way.

He knows Kong loves him. And Arthit. He also knows, however messed up it seemed. They can't live without one another.

"I'll give you a head start..." Aiden hissed, not pulling away his hand from Kong's. His heart thudding, staring at Kong's tear stained face.

"You wanna run?" Aiden pulled open the apron, jolting Kong's body. "Run... Don't let me catch you... There are already consequences to whatever you did... But then it'll be worse..."

Kong was broken and he needed the feeling of comfort. Whichever way it came. He wanted to take it. He is just glad and grateful that they came looking for him. And he will take whatever they'd be giving.

So he nodded, meeting the amber stare with his glazy eyes. Even managed to give smile. "Yes sir..."

"Good..." Aiden hissed. "Fetch boy..."

Kong felt his heart skinning as he stared at Aiden for a moment. He wanted to pout and cry, but Aiden's cold eyes clenched his heart more painfully. So he nodded, walking away...

Then slowly began to jog... Then catching pace. Until he was sprinting through the side road along the beach, constantly wiping his face. As he kept choking on his sobs.

His heart ripping off, piece by piece with the memories and the cold stare that was trained on him. Like he was a filth. They never made him feel so low... Never made him feel like a filth. Never looked at him so indifferently.

They were always very sophisticated, their demeanor elegant. They were always very regal in their approaches. But they never looked at Kongpob like he hurt their very eyes.

They always looked at Kong with passion... Which Kongpob almost fathomed as love... Love in their own way... Love that made Kong fall in love.

Why did he forget his place? Why did he defy them? He was living luxuriously. He was eating and sleeping. Studying and having the best things. Then why?

They never showed him to the world... But they treated him like their world, in the safety of the place. Gave him the best of everything. From self care to health care. They provided him with the best.

Why did he mess everything up? Why did he ask for more? Why couldn't he be happy, with what he got?

Kong choked on his cries, as he ran faster towards his cottage. His heart sulking with the thought, that he messed all of it up. Very bad. And he started hating himself with the thought.

"Didn't you go a little overboard?" Aiden heard the deep voice behind. Soon feeling a kiss behind his head.

Aiden stared at the apron he was holding. Reminded of the times, they watched from a distance. Watched Kongpob struggling with the job. They kept him like a spoilt child, providing everything at his feet. It was obvious that Kong lost his shape and got tired easily.

Aiden hated it. Though they made their men visit the damn place and leave high tips. He still hated it. Hated watching their Bunny struggling so much. He closed his eyes and opened them again, with a blaze, meeting Arthit's gaze.

"I know..." Arthit sighed, understanding whatever Aiden was feeling. "I understand... I hate watching him struggle as well..."

"Did you see the way they look at him?" Aiden sneered.

He recalled all the time, they saw someone approaching Kongpob. Or look at him like a Christmas gift. While the damn kid would be oblivious. Kongpob was too polite, too sweet for his own good.

But thankfully, Kongpob knows how to set boundaries. Not that it stopped them much. Atleast he had the kind old couple to look after him. And the brothers thanked heaven that Kongpob found them... That Kongpob was safe... He always was, with their men around... Yet.

"I just don't want him to struggle..." Aiden looked at the way Kong disappeared. His eyes mellowing. "He deserves all the world..."

"And we will give him that..." Arthit patted Aiden's shoulder. "But first..."

"I will break him..." Aiden hissed, glowering where Kong disappeared. "Make him regret the day he thought it's funny to run away..."

Arthit stuffed his hands in his pocket... As Aiden looked over, meeting Arthit's gaze. Feeling delighted that Arthit's eyes had the same glint in them. His body buzzing with the ideas of the things they will do to that brat.

"I wanna play your way..." Aiden narrowed his gaze. "I always spare him... Not today..."

Arthit stared at him for a moment then sighed with a smirk.

"Go ahead... Show me how it's played..."

Kongpob washed himself properly... Not leaving an inch. He knows, that they knew everything about him. They knew this game better than anyone. So he knows, they were just giving him a headstart. Only to corner and pounce on him, when it's the right time.

So he kept being prepared. Cleaning himself thoroughly, even putting the cheap perfume that he got from a shop here. Wearing the white shirt that he stole, when he ran away.

His heart thudded and body rippled in anticipation. His nerves kept knotting constantly, like he was finally home. Where he belonged.

Kong felt exhausted as he waited on the bed, sitting on his folded legs and parted knees. Facing towards the door. Not daring to move, because he didn't know when they'd come... He didn't want to upset them by defying.

Kongpob felt scared during the time they started, training him. And lonely, when they even refused to give him comfort... Though they provided aftercare... He never received a kiss or cuddle... During their early days.

But they started opening up and giving Kong comfort, after few months. Kong would be over the moon, when they'd drop their guards. Holding him like he will break. Pampering him rotten.

And now, after being denied of their touches for weeks, Kongpob realised... That he wanted them in any way he could. He just wanted them...

They have degraded him before, verbally told him his place... But it never felt like being skinned alive. Never felt so painful.

Because, he felt safe even those moments. He felt protected. Kongpob has built that trust for them in himself. And he felt secured in their hands. They provided him all the sense of comfort... He felt home... He still did... But he felt like a cord broke between them...

Maybe he called it on himself. He didn't care... He wanted to be their puppet, their Bunny once again...

He jolted, when he heard the door to his backroom creak open. It was almost close to the forest and no one came around. Lonely and secluded.

"Sooo... This is where you decide to live... Not the penthouse?" Kongpob heard a deep disembodied voice.

Aiden... It was Aiden... No... It wasn't Aiden's voice. It was Arthit. But... HE... Barely talks... Kongpob loved his calm and quiet persona. While Aiden's outgoing nature was like fresh air... He loved them both for their different personalities.

"Once a bummer... Always a bummer... It starts running in your blood doesn't it?" Kong watched as one of them entered the room.

Kong watched the smirk... And his heart thudded with skipped beats. Looking at the little dab on one corner of the lips.

Arthit... It is Arthit... Kong can smell the costly Cologne. That smelt like woods... the hazel eyes, glimmering with the daylight that spread through the small window.

Then why was he wearing Aiden's clothes? His gaze then fell on the other man who walked in. It was Aiden...

Kong can recognise those amber eyes anywhere. Can recognise the few inches missing in Aiden's height. The way his eyes would crinkle when he smiled. The smell of the sea... Then why was he wearing Arthit's shirt?

Kong shivered when Arthit stepped closer to the bed, looking around then fixing his eyes at Kong. Kong's chest heaved and fell in fear and an unknown anticipation.

Arthit is ruthless. He knows how to break... He barely speaks, but his actions does enough. But now that he was acting like Aiden. Kong couldn't help the constant shivers that ran down him. Not knowing what to expect.

Arthit was upset... Arthit is never a good news when he is upset... So Kongpob couldn't help his squirming, when Arthit ran his gaze on every inch of his body. The eyes leaving a trail on Kong's skin. Which burned him.

"Good boy..." Arthit caressed Kong's hairs with one hand. Stuffing the other in his pocket. "Atleast you recall how to wait..."

Kong bite on his lips when Arthit leaned down. Levelling his lips next to Kong's ear. Kong dropped his gaze on his lap gasping, feeling the blush creep up his neck. As he felt Arthit's breathes against his side face. The cinnamon smelling breathe, tickling all his senses.

"Hmmm..." Arthit sniffed Kong's neck long and deep. "Did you clean yourself, little worm?"

Kong gasped, feeling his lower abdomen twisting. As he nodded. Not looking up from his lap. Arthit. It's Arthit... He always called Kong little anything...

Wolf, rat, mouse, cat... Anything.

Kong cried in surprise, when his hairs were gripped and his head was yanked back. As he was made to stare at the face leaned over his own.

Kong's belly twisted, looking at the hazel stare and he couldn't help the trickling tears. The cold indifference twisting his insides. He knows he messed up real bad. But still the indifference hurt him...

"Answer me when I am asking you something?" Arthit hissed against Kong's lips.

"Yes sir..." Kong whispered instantly. "I cleaned myself..."

"Your filthy, rotten self?" Arthit smirked.

Kong drew in shaky breaths through his blocked nose. And nodded again, biting on his trembling lips. Not looking away from Arthit's eyes... He can't look away, no matter how much his insides twisted with the stare. He missed them so much.

"Yes sir..." Kong brittled. "My filthy, rotten self..."

"What are you?" Arthit tilted his head. Twisting Kong's hairs. His eyes glinting.

"I am a toy..." Kong whispered, his voice hoarse and breathy. His eyes drowning in the depths of the hazel pair. "Aiden and Arthit's plaything..."

Arthit felt something stir in his heart, looking at Kong so broken. Losing all his color. But he was mad. So mad and he was not letting it go.

"Nah..." Arthit dragged Kong to his feet by his hairs and pushed him on the floor.

Kong dropped on the floor and laid there without movement. Feeling that he has lost his place in their life somewhere... And he curled his toes with the thought.

"You lost that honor..." Arthit stood over, Aiden coming beside. Their hands stuffed in their pockets.

"You are our little puppy now... oh! Pardon me..." Arthit tilted his head. "I meant little.... Dog..."

Kong felt his heart breaking, but he nodded. Trying so hard to hold his tears. But failing as he choked on his breathes, staring at the floor.

"So... What are you?" Arthit asked again.

"I... I am..." Kong stuttered a little, then gulped a tight lump. "I am Aiden and Arthit's dog..."

"Good..." Arthit uttered. "Now on your knees... Let's see if you still have your bone sucking skills..."

Kong followed instantly and sat on his folded legs. He looked up with his tear stained face, standing on his knees. Feeling humiliated beyond repair, under their cold stares. But he will take it. He deserved it.

He slowly raised his hands and pulled open both the flies of their pants. And even in that situation... He couldn't help but bite his lip as he held them in his hand. Forgetting all the other ordeals at the moment. Deciding to be on his best behavior. And best self.

Delighted with the hisses and gasps that left their lips. The moment he touched them both.

Kongpob kept looking at them, as he slowly started rubbing them. Focussing on the tips. As he rolled his palms around it.

"Fuck..." He heard Aiden's groan. While Arthit licked his lips.

Kong gulped down all his pain and focused himself on the situation. As he looked at both his masters.

"Am I doing good Masters?" Kong asked very softly.

Aiden held Kong's hair and shoved himself neck deep into Kong's mouth in reply. Throwing his head back, with a laugh and growl. Holding himself there. Without caring about Kong's gagging or coughs.

"Now you are doing good..." Aiden hissed and looked down at Kong's teary eyes.

But the sight stirred him so much that he didn't care. Making him grip Kong's hairs tighter and shove himself deeper in Kong's mouth. To derive the pleasure he was denied of for so long.

And he growled when Kong softly tapped his thigh. Obviously signalling for him to slow. So he hit Kong's face and caught a faster pace, glaring down.

"You are our slut, a filthy roadside dog.." Aiden growled, with each thrust. "We picked you and gave you shelter. So quit your whining and play your part..."

Kong was glad that Aiden was gagging him almost painfully. And he was able to mask his real tears with that. As he stretched his throat and clawed the shirt he was wearing with one hand. While the other pleasured Arthit.

Aiden's eyes rolled back and he snapped his gaze down with bared teeth. Slapping Kong's face a few times. While the other kept gripping Kong's hairs.

"Not a single drop wasted..." Aiden growled, as he shoved himself neck deep. Rolling his eyes back.

Kong's eyes widened, feeling the warmth in his throat and he gulped down quickly. Coughing and choking, crying in pain of his heart and soul. But he kept gulping down. Till it stopped.

"That's more like it..." Aiden looked down and gripped Kong's jaws as he pulled out.

He leaned down, to Kong's eyes. The cold eyes freezing Kong to the bones. As he coughed and gagged with his wet face. Why was Aiden behaving like Arthit?

"What do say now?" Aiden glared with a hiss. "You fucking ungrateful slut..."

"Thank you..." Kong brittled with trembling lips, not leaving Aiden's eyes. His voice grainy and hoarse. His throat burning. "Thank you so much master..."

Aiden clenched his jaws, looking at the lost charcoal eyes. The red blotched face and his anger doubled ten folds.

Kong just needed to give a reason... Or ask them to stop.... They will. They always stopped. But Kong's acceptance, instead of explanation... Peaked his anger.

He shoved Kong's face away and held his hairs. Pushing Kong's face towards Arthit's, and Kong more than obliged taking Arthit neck deep too.

"Make use of your dumpster..."

Arthit smirked, caressing through Kong's hairs. And Kong's eyes widened with tears with the brutal thrusts as he looked up... And dared to tap on Arthit's thighs.

Arthit chuckled in reply, thrusting deeper and harder. Moaning and rolling his eyes back. Gripping Kong's hairs in a death grip.

"Quit it..." He moaned. "Your whorish self loves it... So just take it... Fuck I missed your mouth..."

And Kong took it, tearing up in pain and longing. His own self stirring for attention as he felt so turned on. With the simple sounds of the brothers pleasures. What has he become? He indeed felt like a dog. Craving for its master's belly rubs and praises.

Why did he forget his place? He was there for their pleasure. Why did he foolishly involve his feelings in it?

He came to his senses choking, feeling the warmth against his throat again. He gulped it with a shiver, as he felt a wave of contracting pleasure hit him as well.

Luckily Arthit pulled out and Kong threw his own head back. Shamelessly coming undone without a touch. As he convulsed on the floor, rippling in waves. He gripped his hairs, moaning and rippling. Whispering their names, wishing they didn't hear it...

"Aren't you a whore..." Arthit licked his lips in amazement.

"Thank you master..." Kong moaned. Arching once. Then slumping, struggling for breaths.

He was embarrassed. Humiliated and hurt... But he didn't dare look up or ask for their comfort. He won't. It wasn't his place. He is just a slave. And he should act like one.

"On your feet..." Came an order.

Kong followed instantly, wobbling with weak knees. He felt hurt, that no one came to balance him. They always did...

But now he realized, maybe he wasn't their doll anymore. He messed it up with his feelings. so he stood there shivering and disoriented, keeping his head low.

"Come here..."

Kong wobbled closer to the bed where both the men sat, side by side. Standing in front of them.

"Show that ass of yours..." Kong shivered but turned over. Bending a little.

He closed his eyes when both of them came to their feet on either of his side. One gripped his face, while the other smacked on his butt. Earning a surprised, hissing moan.

Arthit was choking Kong's neck and Aiden landed smack after smack, the intensity increasing with each one. It was so sudden and unexpected that Kong can feel the pain. He didn't feel the pleasure like everytime. Though it sent warmth down his spine, tickling his groin. It was still painful.

And Kong can feel the anger in each of their touches. In each hit, as he kept staring at Arthit's eyes. His hands fisted stiffly on his either side.

Kong wanted to cry out... But he kept biting on his lips. Knowing people can hear him. So he tried holding in as much as he could.

"Aww..." Arthit cupped Kong's hairs with his free hand and gripped it tight. Tilting his head back. "Don't want anyone to know the kind of whore that you are?"

Kong closed his eyes jolting with the hardest smack that fell on his sore behind. Nothing misses the brothers eyes. He clawed the fabric on his thighs.

Thankful that Arthit was gripping him, though choking his throat. Or his knees weren't going to hold him for long. Arthit's burning stare not helping the situation much.

"Don't want them to hear how you cry like a bitch in heat?" Arthit hissed, glaring. "Aren't you a bitch?"

Kong cried, feeling a numbing hit. Shutting his eyes. And his face jerked sideways with the hit that fell on his cheek. Simultaneously with the smack.

"Answer me when I ask something..." Arthit gripped his jaws and made him face again. "What are you?"

"I am a bitch..." Kong sobbed, closing his eyes, not able to hold Arthit's gaze anymore.

"Yes" Arthit purred, giving a slow lick from Kong's jaw to forehead. "That you are..."

"Oh..." Aiden suddenly stopped, running his fingertips over Kong's sore butt. Making a shudder run down him. "I forgot the count... can we begin from the beginning?"

Arthit stared at Aiden then at Kong's tearful eyes. Looking back at him with so much fear and anticipation. He licked Kong's lips, cupping Kong's face. He tilted his head sideways. Staring at Kong blankly.

"You'd love that, won't you smol bean?" Arthit mouthed, dabbing his thumbs inside Kong's mouth.

"Won't you?" Arthit repeated, licking Kong's jawline again.

Kong's eyes widened, as he heard the distinguishable sound of a belts clinking. Feeling the cool trail that Arthit's tongue left on him. Making him jolt with the sudden clench in his lower abdomen. He wanted to stop... But he closed his eyes. He wanted to be their Bunny again.

But he braced it and he nodded meeting the hazel eyes instead. "Yes P'Arthit."

It was a whisper and Arthit's face went blank. How did Kong know he is Arthit? It was impossible.

But before he could decipher. Aiden folded his leather belt and landed it hard against Kong's butt.

"Count." He growled.

"One..." Kong screamed, breaking into sobs.

"Yes, let them hear your voice..." Aiden hit again.

"Two..."

Arthit stared blankly at Kong's face. They looked similar so it was impossible to distinguish them. If they didn't want to. Then how?

"Three..."

"Don't forget your safeword. You dumb whore..." Aiden continued.

"Four..." Kong was breaking. As he closed his eyes with the pain and the warmth that spread.

Feeling dizzy with all the crashing emotions at once. As he held in his sobs, refusing to take their comfort. Wanting to please them with his all.

But he involuntarily clawed Arthit's chest, hiding his face against it. Arthit didn't mind though. As he watched his brother trembling in rage. Landing another hit.

"Ten..." It came as a breath.

And Aiden's eyes resembled pits of hell. Looking at Kong's defiance, he hit harder. Earning a scream, Instead of a count this time. As it broke Kong's stupor... Instead of a count.

"Strawberry..." Kong screamed.

"Strawberry..." He sobbed, shaking his head. Hidden against Arthit's chest.

Aiden rubbed away his sweat and shared a glance with his surprised brother. While Kong slumped against Arthit's chest. And Arthit instantly scooped him. Looking at Kong lulling, not able to stand on his feet anymore.

Kong struggled for breaths as he trembled from head to toe. Hiding his face against Arthit's chest. Aiden slammed his belt away, almost mad at everything.

He ran a frustrated hand through his hairs. With closed eyes and clenched jaws. He looked towards the figure in his brother's arms, then at his brother. Who mirrored his expression.

They clenched their jaws like stones and stared at Kong. Hiding himself against Arthit's neck... In a white shirt.

Aiden stepped closer to Arthit and spread his arms. Arthit nodded, passing Kong to Aiden.

Kong opened his eyes once and stared at Aiden's eyes, with parted lips. While Aiden held him in his arms.

"You think you are tough, baby boy?" Aiden hissed, baring his teeth. "You think you can take it all? Then let's start, shall we?"

Kong teared up in fear and anticipation. He never saw this side of the brothers. This cold, indifferent side. That was freezing him. And he knows he asked for it.

So he defied his role just for once. And wrapped his arms around Aiden's neck, dropping the lightest kiss on Aiden's jaw.

"Yes... P'Aiden."

Aiden snapped his gaze at Arthit.

Having the same expression. It was impossible. But Arthit smirked instead, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

Aiden clenched his jaws and stared at Kong's hidden slumped face.

Looks like they finally found someone who knew them and loved them enough to distinguish them.

And still he decided to run away from them. Aiden glared at Kong's face.

"How dare you mess with our hearts?" He hissed... But Kong has long passed out.

He was so emotionally and spiritually exhausted that he couldn't take it.

"This kid..." Aiden hissed.

But Arthit can hear the excitement in Aiden's voice. So he gestured towards the door.

"Come on baby brother..." Arthit walked away. "Let's take him away... He doesn't belong here... The pearls will be delivered soon too..."

Kong muffled his screams for the upteenth time feeling the flogger hit his sore butt one more time.

After being woken up unceremoniously with the buzzing vibrator shoved to his bundle of nerves. He found himself dangling from the ceiling with chains around his wrists.

As he tiptoed to keep himself standing. Gasping through the gag they put on him, the moment he came to senses.

It was a beautiful room. With a glass wall on three sides The setting sun in the horizon giving everything a clear golden glow. As the glass wall faced the sea.

The room had nothing much. A floor bed, open cabinets full of toys, a machine. Chains and shackles. Nothing much at all.

Kong watched the both of them prowling around him. Still in their clothes. Holding floggers and whips.

The ring that they put around him, making him go crazy. As he felt frustrated for being denied for hours. As he screamed for something. Anything. But they weren't in the mood to give it.

The vibrator was punching him repeatedly. His knees being tied made the situation worse.

He wanted to call the safe word. He wanted to.

He was breaking in ways he can't define. He needed comfort and a little love. But he didn't want to disappoint them more than he already did.

Or maybe deep within himself, he knew that he was extremely hurt. And wanted to defy them accordingly.

This wasn't like the normal time. He was scared that they didn't want to have him anymore. And they were pushing Kong to see his limits. To make one mistake and they'll be done.

And he couldn't take it... so he held on instead. Curling his toes and fisting his knuckles as his eyes rolled back and he was hit by another spell of dry orgasm.

Making him cry in frustration.

He was lightheaded and seeing white. As he struggled for breath. He felt lonely and secluded, even though they were around him. They weren't touching him.

They were punishing him. He felt incomplete and he wasn't able to take it anymore. He was close to a breakdown.

He closed his eyes when the vibrator was pulled out and his clamps were tightened. Only for the thing to be shoved deep in him, the very next moment.

The sensitivity making him roll his eyes and come for the uncountable time. Only it got stuck inside him. Making his nap prickle with frustration and enjoyment, at the same time.

Aiden was close to snapping. Looking at Kong being defiant instead of apologetic. And he whipped on the sensitive nipples hard with the flogger.

Forming new set of red marks on the chest. While Kong muffled another scream.

Aiden raised his hand again. But Arthit gestured him to stop, this time.

Aiden looked at his brother. And even he got scared. Arthit resembled a volcano close to combustion. With ragged breathes and clenched jaws. His handsome pale face contoured dangerously in dark rage. While he stared at Kong.

Aiden stepped back. As Arthit stepped closer to Kong's dangling form.

Kong felt movements and he looked up. To find Arthit's form through his hooded eyes. His eyes went wide and he trembled, tearing up with sobs.

He started pulling on the chains. And tipping on his toes... To be away. To run or do anything... But scared to face Arthit.

He muffled his sobs around the gag, shaking his head repeatedly. Staring into the hazel eyes. He knows he must have done it and pushed it beyond limits. Why can't he just talk and tell them. Why was he messing everything then it already was.

Arthit pulled open the gag and Kong coughed with drool dripping down. Face messed up with tears and cheeks swollen. His knees got free of the restraints too. Kongpob gasped and tried looking through his messed up, sweat stricken hairs. That stuck everywhere on his face.

Arthit looked him dead in the eyes and pulled out the vibrator. Also opened the ring. Making Kong let out a scream. Arthit held around Kong and started rolling his palm over the tip, next. Never once looking away from Kong's face.

Kong rolled his eyes and threw his head back, screaming his sobs as he convulsed with orgasms. Trembling from head to toe. Finally all that pent up frustration getting out. His brain mudded and scattered in thousand different places. His eyes only seeing white.

He choked on his breathes and gagged on his hoarse cries coming undone like never before. Arthit waited patiently all the while, never looking away or stopping his hand. While the pleasure hit Kong so hard that it was almost painful. But Kongpob didn't want it to stop... Arthit didn't stop, till Kongpob wasn't done till the end.

Kong slumped and dangled like a sack as he coughed and cried. Hanging his head. Arthit stepped back and cleaned his hand.

"You know... When we first saw you... You were this beautiful siren... Which lured us to your beauty..." Arthit walked around Kong.

Kong went stiff with the words. Feeling a blush creeping up his neck. Warming his cheeks. Very contrary to his position. But then, he heard something being dragged close to him on his back. Making him go stiff.

"We observed you..." Aiden came and stood in front of Kong. "And your nature, your way of standing up for yourself... Lured us more..."

It was a torture. Hearing the sweet words and anticipating with the sound of the slightest movements just behind. His heart bloomed, his brain screamed and his body... His body was back home.

"You felt so different. Like a breathe of fresh air. Someone we have never met before..." Aiden had a ghost of a smile.

Kongpob teared up instantly, knowing he messed everything pretty badly. Looking at the soft amber eyes.

"Knowing you... Knowing your heart... Made us know ourselves..." Arthit placed one ghost of a kiss on Kong's spine. "Knowing you changed us... To be better version of ourselves... Someone, we didn't know we could be..."

"We learned saying sorry..." Aiden stepped closer and brushed away Kong's wayward bangs.

Kong couldn't look up, as his lips trembled and he let his tears drop on Aiden's shoes. Feeling naked in literal senses that moment.

Strange how anger veils over all the good things that you had. Making you focus on the bad ones. Kongpob remembers, them telling him sorry. Remembers them treating him like a King. But seemed like it's too late.

"We learned opening up and lowering our guards down..." Arthit kissed over the mole on Kong's back. "Feeling safe... After so long..."

Kong shook his head, choking on his weeps now. As he cried profusely, hanging his head.

"You were our safe heaven..." Arthit kissed the back of Kong's head.

"Our sanctuary..." Aiden kissed Kong's forehead. "After a long day of work."

Kong didn't like the sound of were... Didn't like the soft outlook of their voices. Didn't like the feeling of abandonment. Like a goodbye. He hated it.

"The first thought on our mind... After everything..." Arthit whispered against Kong's shoulder. "A place to hide and be ourselves, after all the gruesome battles."

Kong felt overwhelmed with the words. Also extremely ashamed. Like he couldn't even give them a sense of security. While they kept showering him with abundance.

"We were so worried, when we didn't find you in the apartment..." Aiden closed his eyes with the memories. "Got so scared, looking at the mess... Hundreds of dreadful thoughts clouding our judgements..."

"You didn't take any cash or card... We were so scared that something will happen to you..." Arthit dropped his forehead against Kong's back.

"Someone will take you away... Or you will struggle without money..."

Kong's heart kept dropping after each word, as he looked at the ground. A sense of dread soon gripping on him. Freezing his heart. As he struggled with shallow breathes.

"But you were boarding a bus... Away from us instead..." Aiden gave a faint smile.

Kong snapped his gaze at Aiden, as his jaws dropped. Tears blurred his vision. They knew... All these months. They knew where he was. They didn't forget him... The very thought, endearing him... Also scaring him at the same time.

"We kept getting your updates. Kept an eye on you... Waiting..."

"For you..."

Kong's breathes hitched and he tried pulling the shackles, trying to break free. The want of holding both of them, making him crazy. He wanted to hold them... Not ready to watch them drifting away from him. He was ready to beg and wipe their feet with his tears... But not ready to watch them drifting...

"We know, we messed up. We know, you needed distance... So we let you be." Arthit felt his heart clenching, with the memories. "We just waited..."

"Waited for you to atleast think of us..." Aiden whispered, gazing deep into Kong's eyes. His glazy eyes, breaking Kong's heart.

"We kept men on toes... To help you back... If you ever tried to return..." Arthit sniffled Kong's hairs.

"Back to us..." Aiden dabbed his thumbs across Kong's face. "Back home..."

Kong weeped loud, trying to reach Aiden. Or look over at Arthit. Pleading for forgiveness, with his eyes. He messed everything up. So horribly.

"To confront us..." Arthit let out a breathy chuckle. "To throw those annoying tantrums... So we could mend you... Explain to you... But fix it all up. But we were wrong..."

"Please..." Kong found his voice somewhere. "Please..."

"You are happy here... Meeting new people. Laughing with them... Living your life... Like nothing happened... Like you were missing nothing..." Aiden smiled, tucking back Kong's hairs.

"While we burned... Everyday... Waiting and watching."

That wasn't true... Kongpob suffered. Everyday. He just didn't know, how to go back... Or maybe he knows, that they are right about some things... He did let his ego take the better of him.

"You never cared... Never bothered... It was always us, chasing after you..." Aiden took a step back, making Kong freeze with the loss of his touch. "Even now..."

Arthit sniffled Kong's hairs and kissed on it, stepping back on que. And Kong felt himself crumble.

"Maybe it's us that needed to realise..." Arthit stared at Kong's back. "Realise that you are better off, without us. That we aren't needed..."

Aiden looked at his brother, then at Kong. "That it's not worth it... That chasing is really not our thing. We should've never opened up to someone like you."

"You rather have yourself degraded... Fucked and humiliated... Then asking where you went wrong..." Arthit ran his fingertips gently over Kong's sore sides.

Making him shiver and hiss with the trail of burning needles. His heart numbed and broken, as realisations hit him where it hurt the most.

"You like getting fucked. Instead of fixing things..." Aiden dabbed his thumbs over Kong's sore and assaulted nubs.

Kong stared blankly at Aiden's bare chest. Trembling. Feeling the lose of warmth in their voices, in a snap...

"Meeting new people... Exploring..." Arthit prepared the machine... "I won't be surprised, if you found someone... Or even a group of someone, to fuck you through the nights... Behind our backs..."

Aiden scoffed, shaking his head unamused. "You tasted the forbidden fruit afterall, right?" He ran his gaze down Kong's body, then all the way up. "And you enjoy getting yourself fucked hard... Don't you?"

Kong shook his head. He didn't betray them. He can't, if it's not them... He didn't go behind their backs.

"How many did you bag, for your filthy body this time?" Aiden hissed, tilting his head. Narrowing his gaze at Kong. "Did they satisfy you enough? Or you need more?"

Kong shook his head again, failing to form words. As he weeped ever so soft, only adding fuel to fire.

"Drop it Ad... He is not worth it." Arthit ordered.

Those simple words, ended the spark in Kong instantly. Making him realise, he must have finally lost everything. Kong cried, he almost forgot the safeword. Though the back of his mind kept screaming, that he needed to use it. NOW.

"Lower the temperature..."  Arthit ordered again.

Aiden stared at Kong for a moment, then walked away. The temperature soon dropped and Kongpob shivered with the cold gust of wind. Burning his sore, raw skin.

"You wanna be a whore?" Arthit smiled, whispering against Kong's ear.

And Kong soon felt an alien intrusion tearing through his unprepared canal. His eyes widened, feeling the wide stretching. His jaws dropping in silent scream. As he looked at Aiden, who had no emotion on his face.

"I'll give you that..." Arthit kept pushing the machine to the hilt.

"Its the perfect size, like the both of us..." Arthit smirked, looking down at the preparations he made. "Or more... You can't be insatiated with just two now... Can you? Don't worry... It will make you feel like having more..."

It's not. Kong didn't feel the same. He didn't feel the same. He teared up, feeling the thing move inside him, slowly catching pace. Punching his bundle of nerves with each little movement, but Kong strangely didn't feel like doing it. He didn't feel the pleasure, like he was supposed to... Because he didn't want to.

"Get yourself fucked... And pleased like a whore..." Arthit came around and stood in front of Kong again. "Utilise that body of yours..."

Kong couldn't think straight or say something, feeling the brutal thrusts. As his open mouth drooled and he choked, staring blankly at the ground.

"Stay the bitch that you are... And we'll leave... We want nothing to do with your filthy, ungrateful bratty self." Arthit hissed. "Not anymore."

"We'll find someone better who isn't a whore. An ungrateful whore that is."

Kong shook his head softly. As the thing caught an unceremonious pace. And he threw his head back.

In pain.

"The contract is over... Kongpob Sutthiluk." They said the same thing at once. The finality in their voices made Kong let out a scream.

Arthit stepped back and stood side to side with Aiden. Watching Kong scream and jolt with the thrusts. His face drooling and wet.

Kong felt he was breaking with the words they spoke to him... The feeling of finding something so precious. And loosing it at the same time, breaking him.

So now, he knew he was just testing their patience. Making them think he was truly a bratty, ungrateful person. Who insulted all their efforts. Which he wasn't...

He loved them so much... Respected them for everything... And for the way they built themselves all the time. He couldn't take the indifference anymore. Because he knew they would leave him without once looking back. Not bothering to look for him this time...

He meant nothing, to the Rojnapat brothers. Not anymore. He messed it all up...

Aiden and Arthit were close to stopping... Looking at Kong being a mess. As their heart broke and mind muddled with anger and disappointment. Looked like it was Finally over... It was just a contract afterall... And contracts expire... Arthit was almost about to turn off the machine...

"STRAWBERRY..." Kong screamed, shaking his head.

This took the brothers by surprise. As they looked at each other, wondering whether they heard it right.

"STRAWBERRY... STRAWBERRY... PLEASE STRAWBERRY..."

Arthit immediately went to aid. And Aiden opened the chains. As Kong dropped in his arms. Weeping profusely, trembling from head to toe.

"Strawberry..." Kong whispered, putting his shaky arms around Aiden's neck and hiding his face. "Please... Strawberry..."

Aiden closed his eyes and scooped Kongpob up. Aiden held him tight and carried him towards the bed. As Arthit quickly fixed the temperature. Everything falling extremely quite after that. Arthit closed his eyes, with clenched jaws.

Running his hands through his hairs. Opening them again, to find his brother sitting on the bed and leaning against the headboard. With Kong in his arms, sitting sideways. Their eyes locking with each other. The only sound being the sobs that left Kong's mouth, hidden against Aiden's chest.

Aiden didn't let go of Kongpob as he sat with him on the bed. He pulled the covers over them. Arthit rushed for getting aftercare. Kongpob needed to eat first. The rest can wait. He turned the air conditioning off, to make sure the room turned into natural temperature. It has turned really cold. And Kongpob needs to be warm.

When food and drinks arrived, along with hot water and towels, Kongpob remained silent. Aiden gently turned him, making him lean back against Aiden's chest. Between his parted legs.

Kong remained quiet all the while. The brothers shared glances, but never forced Kongpob to speak. He ate the hot soup and bread, that Arthit fed him very carefully. Much to their delight. Even took his medicines, without any tantrum. Kong hated medicines.

He also let Arthit clean him with hot towels. Wincing and shedding constant silent tears, looking blankly out into the horizon all the while.

"Let's get you some essential oils rub. Okay?" Aiden whispered against Kong's ear. "Then we can set the jacuzzi for you..."

Aiden shared a glance with Arthit, when Kongpob didn't respond. Looking out blankly, his tears never once stopping. They gulped down lumps, realising Kongpob was having a subdrop. And they didn't know, how long it would last.

Arthit jerked his chin once and Aiden nodded, slowly helping Kong to lie down. Feeling himself smile, when Kong looked at him. Batting his pretty lashes. Coming to his senses, when he missed Aiden's warmth.

"Hi..." Aiden mumbled with a smile, helping Kong lie down. "Hey there, Bebe. Can you hear me?"

Kong blinked away his tears and looked away again. Continuing to look out of the glass wall... They brothers just breathed in a sigh of relief, finding Kongpob coming back to them.

The time they lived with Kongpob, they have learned a great amount of  benefits of essential oils. And other healthcare services. Their other contracts, had people to take care of them. But Kongpob didn't fall in that category. They never let anyone tend to him... They always did it themselves.

They watched Kongpob, tucking on the covers to hide himself. As he was slowly starting to come to his senses. They shared a glance and smiled, pulling the covers away, baring him.

Kong clawed on the pillow, closing his eyes. His toes curled and he tried to hide away from the stares on himself. On his bruised open self. Feeling so bare with everything that spiralled around him.

"It's us..." Arthit came on one side of Kongpob's curled legs. "You have nothing to hide from us..."

Kong bit on his trembling lips, blinking away his continuous tears. Staring out towards the setting sun. Realisations soon hitting him. He sniveled, smelling the rose, sandalwood and tea tree oil defused together. The slippery sound, echoing through the room as the brothers rubbed their hands.

He gasped, when they started massaging from the feet, moving in sync. Dabbing their thumbs, rubbing their strong hands on his legs... at the exact same time.

The beautiful smell and the calming effects of their touches... Soon sending Kong's muddled brain in a sense of euphoria. Loosening his muscles, as soft breathy moans left his mouth. Each time the brothers would tend a sore spot.

"Does it feel good?" Arthit coaxed, their thumbs rubbing over Kong's neck. Who has successfully slumped under their ministrations.

Kong didn't reply, his head moving any way they wanted to. His eyes closed and lips parted.

"Turn over, Bebe." Aiden helped Kong lie on his belly. And the bruises on his back... Made them close their eyes.

"Tell us, if it's gets uncomfortable..." Arthit whispered, leaning over Kong's ear. "Okay, Mi Cariño?"

Kong wanted to speak, but he just couldn't. He could do nothing except bask in their warmth. Fearing, that one wrong move and this mirage would break to form it's reality.

He flinched, letting out a cry when one of them dabbed over a particularly sore spot.

"Sshshh..." Arthit whispered, kissing Kong's back. "It's okay... It's okay, sweetheart."

"Here?" Aiden caressed over a place on Kong's back.

"I got so jealous..." Kong finally whispered, looking at the almost disappeared sun.

The brothers went stiff, as they looked at Kong. Waiting for him to continue.

"They looked so beautiful besides you... So perfect..." Kong continued, once that the dam broke.

"Someone you can show to the world, without feeling ashamed... Without controversies..." Kong whispered. "Someone whome everyone will adore besides you."

Aiden and Arthit looked at each other... They knew from where Kongpob was coming... But to hear him voice out all of that, hurt them.

"You don't need to plan or worry, if someone ever see you with them..." Kong's voice was a breath. "They are not orphans... They are not filths... They are not dirty secrets... They can touch you freely.. love you freely... And I got so hurt..."

"I hated it... Hated that they can touch you so freely... Hated that everyone gushed so much over you. Hated..." His voice choked. "Hated that you let them be... That you let them have that Liberty on you... That you never stopped anyone... Anyone from ever saying those... Things..."

Arthit sighed, gently turning Kong over. Lying on his side, cradling Kong's head in his arm. Aiden sitting besides, dabbing Kong's belly. Kongpob all but refused to look at any of them.

"Hated that I fell in love with the stars... Knowing, I can never touch them..." He smiled, moving his dead arms, to rub away his tears. "And I am sorry..."

"I am sorry... I am sorry that I let my stupid stupid feelings get on the way..." Kong mumbled with his brightest smile, finally meeting their eyes.

Smiling at their deep, blank gazes. Trying to hold all his nerves. While doing the same.

"I am sorry. It won't happen again... I will know my place... And be your..." Kong gulped down a lump. "Be your dog... be your secret... Be anything you want me to... But please... Don't abandon me... I am sorry... I can't..."

Arthit kissed him shut, coming over him and Kong immediately clung to his neck moaning. In surprise, as he ran his fingertips gently through Arthit's hairs. Clinging to it. They tilted their heads either way savouring the touches of their warm fleshes. Muddling Kong's brain, with pleasing tremors that coursed through him.

"You are an idiot." He heard a whisper against his ear. And his face was turned. He blinked, cupping Aiden's face with one hand as he felt Aiden kissing him.

"A complete idiot..." Arthit went down and suckled Kong's sensitive nubs.

Kong arched feeling the crashing waves of pleasure hit on him all at once. His toes curled and he gripped Aiden's hairs, moaning against Aiden's lips. Gasping with dilated pupils, when Aiden parted with a kiss. And went down kissing on the other nub.

Kong moaned, his head thrown back as he gripped both their hairs. He snapped his gaze down. Blushing, looking at the two most burning, penetrating gazes at him. Looking at him over their lashes.

"Can't you see?" Arthit kissed Kong's neck, suckling behind his ear. Sending tingles down Kong's spine. Clenching all his nerves. "Can't you see, how deep you have drowned us in your webs?"

Kong snapped his gaze at Arthit, their noses brushing and eyes sinking deep into each other.

Kong's eyes widened, welling with tears. His breathes hitching, looking at the smirk that formed on Arthit's face. He shook his head, pushing Arthit away. It can't be true... No...

"We are sorry, we didn't voice it when we should have..." Aiden's voice made Kong jolt, as he snapped his gaze at Aiden. Pushing away. "But didn't you feel it? Didn't you realise... You are not the only one who fell so deep..."

"No..." Kong sniveled, covering his face. "You are lying... You lie... You didn't even stop anyone... Never stopped them..."

"We are sorry... We just wanted to keep you away from the drama that will ensue..." Arthit pulled Kong's hand away and kissed his knuckles.

"But we will fix this... We promise..." Aiden kissed Kong's nose tip. "You are our precious... Always will be..."

Kong looked away, trying to get away from both of them. But his body refused. They were practically snuggling him between themselves, holding him dearly. And Kong couldn't take their soft approach. He can take all their terrorising dominance... But this... No...

"You really thought, you can ever run from us..." Arthit sniffled Kong's neck.

"That we will let you go, after having someone like you..." Aiden ran his knuckles down Kong's cheek.

Kong tried prying away, only for them to lock him and kiss his neck. And Kong closed his eyes, biting on his lips. Kongpob felt his heart singing with the words that he heard from the brothers. And he didn't want to deny it anymore... He was ready to take it... Anyway he gets it.

"We'd like to see you try..."

Kong moaned, arching and curling his toes. Gripping their hairs tight. Feeling their kisses and soft licks on his skin.

"You love us?" Aiden gave a hard lick on Kong's nub.

Kong gasped, thrashing his body with the buzz that coursed through him. But he did not deny it. He did not want to run away from this anymore. He has ran enough. As he caressed both their hairs.

"He is asking something..." Arthit whispered against Kong's ear.

Kong looked at Arthit and his heart soared and dropped at the same time. Looking at the boyish grin on Arthit's face. His cheeks warming with a blush, looking at the rare, precious smile he loved so much. The dimple he missed so much.

He turned his gaze at Aiden, to find him quirking his brows at him. And he choked on his breathe, looking at the bright amber stare. The twinkle in them. And the way Aiden's eyes crinkled with the smile.

Kong's lips quivered, realising they always enjoyed messing with him. Tormenting him. Riling him up in the worst ways possible. Only for being forgiven every time.

He weeped, shaking his head at them. "No..."

Arthit snorted, dropping his head on Kong's shoulder. Making Kong sob more.

"No... I hate you..." Kong tried pushing away feebly. "Hate the both of you... Get away from me... I hate you...."

Arthit was in chuckles now, as Aiden laughed. Nudging his nose against Kong's, taking all the jabs on themselves. Loving that Kongpob didn't try holding back. They didn't want him to hold back. Not anymore...

"Yes... Yes..." Arthit raised on his heels, undoing his shirt. He leaned down, gazing deep into Kong's eyes. Enjoying the mild fear in those charcoal pair.

"Keep telling that to yourself..." Arthit rumbled against Kong's lips, giving a soft lick on it.

Kong's eyes widened, but Arthit shut him for good tossing away his shirt. Aiden grinned as he went down, trailing wet kisses down Kong's torso. Coming between his parted legs. Tossing his own shirt away, dipping his tongue in Kong's belly button.

Arthit pinned Kong's wrists over his head, stopping him from thrashing his body. Kissing him deeper to hold in Kong's sobs against his lips.

Aiden took Kong into his mouth for once, holding Kong's legs apart tight. Holding them from closing his legs. Aiden suckled him, then went to dip his tongue lower. Spreading Kong's legs wider. Smirking when he felt Kong convulsing and muffling his cries.

"Oh..." Kong cried, staring at Arthit's dark hazel stare. With parted jaws, as he fisted his knuckles in Arthit's grip. "Oh god..."

His body clenching everywhere, feeling the waves of tingles that coursed through him. As he failed looking away from the deep hazel stare. Twisting his wrists.

"Are we doing good?" Arthit mouthed, tilting his head, gazing deep. "Master..."

Kong blushed, with a shudder. Moaning and throwing his head back in reply. Feeling his eyes rolling back... With all his pleasure bundles being hit at the same time. Aiden knew what he was doing. He always did.

"Is it enough?" Arthit didn't look away from the beautiful face. He could not.

"P'Arthit..." Kong gasped, meeting Arthit's gaze with his dilated pupils and parted jaws. "This feels so good... Yes... Yes... Don't stop..."

"Never..." Arthit suckled Kong's nubs.

Kong arched in a bow, feeling all his insides twisting and clenching. As he felt the tension building in his belly. Anytime now... His muddled brain screamed at him... While his body was going into insane overdrives.

"Oh... There..." Kong moaned. Trying to claw on anything, feeling frustrated with the way both of them binded him.

"Feels good?"

"Yes..." Kong cried, meeting Arthit's gaze. Nodding profusely.

Arthit stared at him blankly, keeping his hands binded. Watching all the emotions that spiralled on Kong's face. His charcoal eyes dilated and drunk in haze. The most beautiful sight.

"Kit thinks you are a bearer..." Arthit muttered.

Kong froze, meeting Arthit's gaze. As he tried holding a little on his libido. Not stopping himself from feeling the pleasure.

He blushed with the memories and gulped a lump. No more hiding or running. He repeated to himself.

"I know..." Kong whispered. "I was awake..."

Arthit's face went blank, as he stared hard at Kong. Making Kong bite on his threatening moans.

"Should I be mad at my Little bunny?" Arthit whispered, staring deep into Kong's eyes.

Kong dropped his gaze with a blush and looked away. Softly shaking his head in reply. Earning a soft smile from Arthit.

"Aiden says... We are ready to take the next step... And all the responsibilities that comes along." Arthit continued, watching the different emotions spiral over Kong's face.

His face flushing in pleasure and anticipation. As he struggled for breathes. He continuosly chewed on his lips, something he does everytime he is trying to hold himself from saying something.

"And I can't agree more with him..."

Kong snapped his gaze at Arthit, slumping and tearing up. Feeling the first wave crashing against him. Making him choke with hundreds of unsaid emotions.

"Are you ready for the same?"

Kong wondered, if it was even the right time to have the talk. But then again, anything that is normal... Didn't apply to them. And Kongpob was ready to take a blind swan dive... Like always.

He nodded rapidly in reply, not looking away from Arthit.

Arthit kissed Kong's nose tip. "Say it...."

Kong licked his lips and kissed Arthit's chin. "Yes..."

"Oh...." Kong jolted, rolling his eyes back, going stiff from head to toe. "Aiden... Don't stop... Oh... Please..."

Arthit looked over once, to see whatever Aiden was doing. Snorting when he was met with Aiden's playfully glinting eyes. Winking at him. He looked over at Kong again. To find him already staring at him. With parted lips and wide, dilated pupils. Flushing and wet in sweat. Smelling divine with the infused essential oils.

"P'Arthit..." It was a breathe, but he heard it. "Do you love me?"

Arthit stared at him for a moment, as his eyes waited in anticipation for a reply. Making him realise, how much the kid must have struggled to say it.

His beautiful eyes, rattled Arthit. Almost forcing him to spill his every secret... But he can't do that... Some secrets are better unsaid.

He looked over at his brother once, then back at Kongpob. He let go of Kong's wrists and settled besides Kong on his belly. His face close to Kong's.

Kong immediately cupped Arthit's face and dropped his jaws in silent scream. His toes curling and face morphing in pleasure. Anytime now...

"Do you?" Kongpob repeated, in an urgent whisper, with tearful eyes. Dabbing his thumbs across Arthit's face.

Arthit gave a soft smile, enough to break Kong's heart. But strangely he didn't feel any pain. He looked at the deep hazel eyes, full of so much warmth and emotions... That he understood. Even without Arthit saying it.

Arthit leaned down, placing a soft kiss on Kong's forehead. Lingering his lips there, with his face still cupped. The sweet touch added to the fire Aiden was coursing through Kong's body... Pushed him closer to the edge.

"We... Love you... With our everything Kongpob..." Arthit whispered.

Kong arched feeling his whole existence scattering to thousand different places. Feeling his heart pang with Arthit's words... But he didn't feel hurt, he didn't.

He... Loved them both too. He might be a little bit biased. But he wanted them both. Their presence gave him different kinds of happiness. And no matter how selfish it may sound... He didn't want to let go of any of the happiness...

He slumped with struggled breathes, staring blankly at the hazel eyes. He let go of Arthit's face and raised his torso, as Arthit moved a little away. Kongpob held Aiden's face between his legs and dragged his face up. Surprising Aiden.

Kongpob didn't care about the rules anymore... He realised his actual place in their lives. And he didn't want to overthink it, instead of respecting.

He laid back with Aiden over him... Between his parted legs. Letting his whole comforting weight on Kong.

Kong looked into his amber eyes, with a soft smile. Dabbing his thumbs across his face. While Aiden remained slack jawed.

Kong raised his head a little and kissed Aiden's lips, ignoring tasting himself. As he moved their lips in sync. Tilting his head either way, until Aiden fell into pace, raising his torso and kissing back deeper. Once he caught hold of his initial shock.

His tongue soon exploring Kong's mouth. Blinding him with the tingles that coursed through him. Making them refuse to stop. If not for the need of breathing.

Kong gasped when Aiden parted and met his gaze. His arms folded between their chests. As Aiden cradled him from below and Kong kept cupping his face. Their eyes never leaving each other. Aiden's unfathomable stare, making Kong's cheeks blush. And his heart skip on beats.

"Was I good Master?" Aiden whispered, with a soft smile. Tilting his head.

Kong blushed deeper, trying hard to hold Aiden's stare. He placed a shy kiss on Aiden's nose tip and shook his head.

"You are my Master... You both are..." Kong whispered, looking into the amber eyes. "So thank you..."

"I love you, Kongpob... We both do..." Aiden whispered. "So much...."

Kong felt his heart skipping on beats. As he blinked, staring at Aiden with his glazy eyes. He nodded, with a breathy chuckle.

"I love you too..." Kong hid Aiden's face in the crook of hi his neck. Hugging him tight to his chest dearly.

He looked sideways, meeting the penetrating gaze he ignored for so long. Lying sideways, supporting his torso on that muscled pale arm. Observing the both of them, like those hazel eyes observed all the time. With so much in those deep depths that Kong felt warm. Feeling protected, loved and safe from everything...

He gave his most beautiful, most brightest smile at Arthit. Answering and getting answers to all the unasked questions. Accepting the whole thing with open arms. Feeling like the luckiest thing that he is.

Kong closed his eyes next and hugged Aiden tighter. Hiding him from everything, as much as Kong's arms could. Kissing Aiden's sideface with tearful eyes, feeling Aiden's smile against his neck. As he hugged Kong tight.

"I love you both so much too."

This was enough... More then enough. And Kong decided he won't be anymore greedy... He has already been given more, than he actually asked for. And he will brace it. With his all.

At some point Kongpob found himself on his knees. Feeling a warm tongue in him. And himself engulfed in a hot cavern. He rippled and shivered. Pulling on his hairs. Moaning and rolling his eyes. As he snapped his gaze down at the two mass of hairs down him.

He gripped on the brunette hairs reaching his hand back, urging him to shove the tongue deeper. And he chuckled in ecstasy, feeling the same. As he threw his head back.

He rocked his hips deeper into the warm mouth wrapped around him. As he gripped the mass of black hairs. His body dancing and skin prickling. As he felt the itch spreading in him. Throbbing him from head to toe... Pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

"This feels so good..." He cried, curling his toes. And rolling his head. Trying hard to continue standing on his parted knees.

He was replied with two hard spanks. As he felt something shoving deeper and his painfully hard self being sucked in a vaccum.

His eyes blinked close and jaws dropped, as waves of tremors coursed through him. Making him see white, as he gripped their hairs tighter and threw his head back.

"YESS..." Kong screamed his lungs out. "OH GOD YESS... DON'T STOP..."

The brothers weren't planning too.

Kong was exhausted by the time Aiden pulled out. Kong's mouth tired around Arthit. As he lied on his belly, between Arthit's parted legs. Arthit's fingers gripping his hairs and moving his head according to his pleasure.

Kong gasped around Arthit and sucked him harder, when he felt Aiden smack him on his sore behind.

"Fuck..." Arthit growled, pulling Kong up by his hairs.

Kong was exhausted beyond repair, when he was made to straddle Arthit's hips. And kissed hard. Arthit held around his back with one arm, kissing him deep and hard. While his other hand reached down between them.

Kongpob moaned, feeling Arthit pushing inside him. As he cupped Arthit's face, kissing and starting to move his hips. While Arthit held his waist tight, helping his movements. And build the perfect tempo.

The sound of the pace soon echoing through the room. Kong threw his head back, tired but riding into oblivion like his life depended on it. While Arthit stared at the waist chain, that was now wrapped around Kong's lean waist. Shining against the sweat slicked dusky skin. It was so sexy...

Arthit clenched his jaws, looking at Kong's face. Curved in ultimate pleasure, as he moved his hips with his all. Arthit raised a little and held around Kong's back, pulling him closer. He held Kong in place tight and rocked his own hips instead.

Kong's eyes widened and rolled back, as he gagged on his saliva with parted jaws. His arms folded between their chests. He held Arthit's face and shoved it towards his nubs. His chest facing Arthit's face, while his head was hovering over Arthit's.

"You like that don't you?" Arthit growled, suckling Kong's nubs, holding him tighter. Moving his hips deeper and harder.

Kong held tight on Arthit's hairs, gazing blankly into the ceiling. His whole body jolting and burning him with unfazed pleasure.

"Harder..." Kong moaned, staring blankly... "Harder... Yes... Yess.."

Kong blinked when he felt a hand on his back. As he was pushed forward. He looked down as Arthit stopped and gazed deep into his eyes.

Arthit brushed away Kong's bangs with one hand. His other arm holding Kong dearly. Kong's eyes widened, as he felt another stiff and hard penetration pushed to the hilt onto his. Filling him up completely.

He held Arthit's shoulders, continuing to look deep into his eyes. And smiled in ecstasy closing his eyes. The sight sending shivers down Arthit's spine.

Kong dropped his jaws in a smile, his face morphed in pleasure. Like he was given the world. Like his emptiness for months... Was filled in every sense now.

Kong chuckled with closed eyes, moving his own hips. Urging them to scratch that itch. Arthit kissed his neck, holding around his back, to make him still. While Aiden leaned down and kissed his back.

They moved like they always moved, gasping in pleasure themselves. As they slowly started catching pace. Shivering with the sound of Kong's laughter, drowned in sensuality.

"Yes..." Kong moaned. "Yes masters..."

It was heartfelt and content. Making them realise, that the way to Kong's ultimate submission. Is through his heart.

And they they obliged. Kissing his nubs, neck and back. Littering his beautiful dusky body with the marks of possession. Their possession.

"Give me more." Kong cried.

Arthit suckled on his nubs and started rubbing him off. And Aiden kissed Kong's nap. Both of them pushing beyond care about the aftermath. Giving Kongpob the more that he wanted. They can mend him later.

Kongpob caressed Arthit's hairs with one hand and reached back to caress Aiden's hairs with the other. Throwing his head back with the pleasure that soon coursed through him in ripples.

If he noticed, none of them using any condom anymore... He didn't comment. He did not care about anything anymore... Except for these men, who are his whole life...

So he called their names like prayers. And looking at Kong's submission to them, with just a little show of care and love. Made the brothers look at each other...

And please Kong till he screamed in language of ultimate fucking. Coming over and over... With will and pleasure.

Taking their turns to face the beautiful sight. As they made Kong straddle each other simultaneously.  And please their owner in every senses.

Kongpob owned them... He just didn't know, who were the actual slaves.

"How do you recognise each one of us?" Arthit asked curiously.

Kong was lying on his back hidden under the covers. With Arthit and Aiden on his either sides. Lying on their sides facing Kong, supporting their torsos on their elbows. As they placed two gentle hands over Kong's belly.

The moonlight that spread through the glass wall, giving everything a silvery glow. Making their hearts feel more full.

Kong chewed on his lips, wondering if he will be embarassed or they will make fun of him... but they were so open with him... He wanted to be the same too. He blushed, closing his eyes.

He slowly turned towards Aiden and hid himself against Aiden's chest. Whimpering with his protesting body. Hurting in a sweet burn everywhere.

Aiden shared a glance with his brother and held Kong dearly, while Arthit frowned, coming closer and holding Kong from the back.

"Your eyes are different." Kong whispered.

The brothers gaped. They didn't know that.

"Aiden's eyes resemble the amber of fire, when it engulfs everything..." Kong smiled, snuggling against Aiden's chest. "Arthit's eyes are more like the golden shimmer of flickering sunshine.. on a hazy winter day..."

Aiden and Arthit, felt a warmth bloom in their hearts. Clenching it and making them gulp down dry throats. As they trembled, ever so lightly feeling, whatever they were feeling.

"You remind me of beaches and sea Aiden." Kong hid himself more, feeling so shy with everything that transpired. And now the confession. "I missed your smell everytime I walked lonely on the beaches here..."

"And Arthit reminds me of the woods. That I liked to go camping so much..." Kong smiled softly. "Reminding me of him everyday, when I'd go to collect firewoods in the forest nearby..."

Both the men went blank, as they looked at the sweet trembling form. Lying between them. So soft and breakable, yet having the ultimate power over them.

And here they thought... They won't bow their heads. Or kneel before anyone.

"Your heights are different too."

The brothers listened.

"Arthit has a dimple, each time he smiles... And Aiden has this crinkles, around his eyes. When he smiles." Kong giggled against Aiden's chest.

"Arthit speaks less and Aiden is verbal..." Kong continued. While the brothers shared a glance.

"Your hairs are different as well..." Kong pointed.

Kong kept talking innocently. While the brothers closed their eyes and clenched their jaws. Feeling themselves go stiff and hard, hearing every sweet confession in that soft voice...

The cover was soon removed. Kong blinked and yelped in surprise. He watched with wide eyes, turning on his back. As the brothers towered over his completely naked body.

"What are you doing?" Kong whispered, trying to hide himself from their predatory eyes. Feeling like a prey. Caught off-guard and cornered.

Aiden held both his wrists, crossing them and pinning them over Kong's head with one hand. Baring his beautiful naked body for themselves.

Kong curled his toes, with a blush. Trembling from head to toe. When the brothers came over. With dark eyes, which resembled each other.

"Please... I can't anymore..." Kong pleaded. Shaking his head. As his pooling stare flickered helplessly between both of them.

The brothers shared a glance and looked down at their beautiful muse again. Whose big, pretty eyes went wide as he shook his head rapidly. Trying to break free and plead.

"Please... P'Arthit... P'Aiden... Please..."

The brothers had a silent agreement as they leaned down ignoring Kong's no... For the first time. As they drowned themselves in the warmth under them. Promising to give Kong, the most precious of things later...

Though there will never be something as precious, as the man himself...

Pearls won't work... Diamonds... They will be needing diamonds soon. Kongpob has to be a Rojnapat soon... Their world and their sanity...

And they were ready to buy the whole market if need be. As they leaned down. One suckled the neck. While the other suckled the nipples. Falling in sync like all the time.

The house soon filling with Kong's screams of pleasure. Screams as he soon asked for more. And kept asking, until he fainted.

The brothers watched his spent, messed up form on the bed. So vulnerable and all theirs. And they were not letting anything ever part them... Ever...