Who actually notice how the fuck did they get into an apartment? Certainly not Rain.

With mouths that feel like not wanting to be apart from each other for more than 3 seconds, Rain doesn't even know how many fingers his hand has. His body's temperature is on a steady incline. Everywhere Phayu touches feels burning.

"Where ...," he only manages that one sentence before Phayu kisses him feverishly again. "My apartment," his handsome mate says, head buried in the crook of his neck. Phayu's head is drowning under the sweet scent of Rain's pheromone.

The smell seems different.

It's more sweet. More intoxicating.

But Phayu's brain is jammed. After years of longing, he finally gets what he is dreaming about day and night. His sanity is not something he will hold on to. But even then he knows he must take extra care as this is Rain's first time and he is not exactly little down there.

He sits on a fluffy sofa that he bought because he knows that is how Rain likes his sitting and takes Rain on his lap. Slowly, he peels Rain's clothing, button by button, kissing the exposed skin with gentle care. His eyes are watching his little mate, wanting to find any discomfort there. But Rain seems to enjoy it, with those little moans and sharp intake of breaths.

Phayu smiles.

"Baby, are you aware of what are we about to do?"

It takes five seconds for Rain to nod shyly. Gosh, Phayu just wants to ravish him until he can satisfy his thirst! Eat him piece by piece until there is no leftover for anyone else.

"So you don't mind? You agree?"

Again, that little nod. But a permission is a permission, he'll take what he can get as Rain is granting it. He takes both sides of Rain's hip and begins to glide him, moving Rain forward and backward in swift movements. Slow at first, rocking him above him. He enjoys Rain's expression as if the boy is in some kind of pain, with slightly open lips and hitched breaths.

Rain bites his lips as a sensation that he never knew before invades his body, making him tremble. "Phi," he calls.

"Feels good, Baby?"

Rain nods. It feels good, but it's not enough.

He can feel how hard Phayu is under him and how wet he has become. Phayu picks up the pace and Rain suddenly feels his hand on his ass, sneaking under his underwear. He doesn't even know when Phayu unzipped his pants. He doesn't care, not when Phayu's mouth finds his nipples and plays with them. He's getting bolder, now adding sucks and bites to his movements, drawing shameful voices from Rain.

He caresses Phayu's hair in a desperate move to lessen the sweet torture that his body feels.

"You're so wet, Varain. Are you that horny for Phi?" Phayu whispers in his ear before licking the shell. How can this man be so shameful, saying that kind of thing to him? But those words, they only heighten his mood, making him fly even higher.

All these sensations at one time are overwhelming but Rain doesn't want Phayu to stop.

Phayu suddenly stands up and takes Rain with him. He discards Rain's remaining clothes in a gentle and slow movement, taking his time so that Rain cannot help but feel his face getting red and hot. Then he takes his own off.

Phayu in clothing is a handsome picture. Without it, he is majestic. Rain can't take his eyes off of him. When his eyes find that part of Phayu's body, fear and panic instill in his mind. He is unsure now. Fuck! How can that thing even fit in him? 

Phayu, who can sense it, takes Rain's face in his hands. "It will fit, Baby, don't be scared. We are soulmates. It will fit like a glove, I promise."

"Will," Rain pauses, not sure how he can voice this without getting embarrassed, "Will it hurt?"

Phayu hesitates. "Yes," he says honestly. "It will definitely hurt for the first time." Rain is making that face so although he is reluctant to say it, he asks, "Having a second mind? Do you not want to do this?"

Phayu prays that Rain won't nod. But if he nods, he will back off. There will always be another day. Maybe this is too fast for Rain.

It seems forever until he hears Rain says, "No," so quietly that he almost doesn't catch it.

"Hm?"

"We can," Rain pauses again. His face is as red as a ripped tomato. "Continue."

Phayu smiles so brightly that Rain feels that tingling feeling inside his chest. "Are you sure?" Rain nods.

He kisses Rain again, taking his time to explore the inside of his lover's mouth. Rain is at a beginner level in kissing, so Phayu needs to patiently teach him about it. He moves his head to create different angles, taking notes in his mind about which angle is Rain's favorite. His hand cradles Rain's head gently as if he is afraid to spook his mate.

Rain doesn't know how long they are kissing. All he knows is that his lips are starting to feel numb and Phayu's hands are in guerilla mode again. He touches him everywhere, but it's not until it reaches his length that Rain's breath feels knocked out that he forces their kiss to stop.

"Feels good?"

Rain can't even answer that. He wraps his arms around Phayu's neck and ground himself there as Phayu's hand rhythmically moves up and down. "Just relax, Varain. Phi is going to take good care of you."

Phayu picks Rain up and places him carefully on the center of his bed. He gives no time for Rain to think as he once again takes any thought from Rain's mind with his kisses.

He takes one of Rain's hands and guides it there, to where he aches for Rain's touch the most. When Rain circles his hand around him, it takes more than five seconds for Phayu to think again.

Fuck, the feels ... There is nothing like it. Especially when Rain begins to move up and down in circular motions. His movement is fluid due to the many precum that Phayu produces.

He has to stop Rain if he doesn't want this to finish earlier than he wants.

He kisses Rain again and puts red and purple marks on the soft landscape before him.

Rain closes his eyes but he can hear the sound of a bottle cap opening and closing. He is not that clueless to not know what that is, but still, the cool sensation when it reaches his back gate startles him a bit.

"Relax, Baby." Phayu enters one of the long fingers and it takes Rain an effort not to scream out. His mouth opens wide as he feels discomfort for a while until Phayu hits that spot. "Ungh," he moans loudly, swaying his body to the side as he feels stars explode inside his head.

It's there, but it's still not enough. It's Phayu's, but not the part of him that he wants. Rain is embarrassed for even thinking like this. How can he think like this? So lustful that he can't even get his brain to think straight.

Phayu laughs a little. If Rain is in his normal state of mind, he would've punched that snob son of a bitch! But he can only squirm now as Phayu hits that spot again and again. He doesn't even realize that Phayu is adding one finger at a time until three are inside Rain.

It's good, but it's still lacking that something. Not this, not this, his brain keeps thinking. So he begs. "Phi, please ..."

"What do you need, my little Varain?" He's teasing him, Rain knows. 

"Please..."

"What? Do you want Phi inside you?"

"Yes, please."

"But I'm already inside you, my love."

"Not that."

Phayu teases him for a few seconds before he relents. He contemplates going in in one swift movement or slowly. Rain is loose enough, but he will still be too tight. So he takes the second option. As he is sinking himself little by little, taking in Rain's pain and doing his best to soothe him, Phayu cannot help but think: this is his home. This person under him is his home.

When he finally fully inside Rain, he pauses. He swipes Rain's tears gently. "It hurts, Phi," Rain whines. Tears are brimming in his eyes. He thinks he can endure, but he can't. He can't. It's too much. All of it.

"I'm sorry, Baby." Phayu truly is sorry. Even with that excessive amount of precum plus lube, Rain is bound to feel pain with his size. He kisses Rain gently to make an amend.

"But I feel so full too. I feel ... I feel you inside me."

Phayu wishes Rain wasn't saying that. It makes Phayu want to snap all his control and just snap his hips in a crude manner that will surely get Rain to cry again.

But instead, he asks, "Can I move, Baby?"

Rain nods, "Yes, please."

So he does. Slowly at first. That gets Rain to produce moans and mewls that he likes. He gradually increases his speed, until there is no sound but skin slapping and loud dirty moanings between them. Occasionally, Phayu whispers words of encouragement to Rain's ear, but his mate seems a little too gone to notice.

It makes Phayu's chest swell with pride. He swipes Rain's wet hair from his forehead as he places gentle kisses on Rain's feverish skin. Rain's skin is so soft, warm, and welcoming. It makes him want to crawl under it and never come out again.

But it doesn't beat the noises that Rain is creating in the wake of his assaults. That loud moans and mewls, that hitched breaths, even the sobbing as Rain is crying again.

Phayu especially likes when Rain comes and he is still inside him. He likes how tighter Rain becomes as his body trembles a little bit with waves of pleasure. It makes him feel like Rain is enveloping him in warmth. He always waits until Rain's breath is even before he moves again. It takes Rain to finish three times before Phayu can do the same.

When he wants to pull out, Rain prevents it with his legs, pulling him even closer. "Rain, Baby, we need to clean up."

"No," Rain whines. "One more time?" he asks. It puzzles Phayu. Rain can't barely move right now. Surely, he feels exhausted.

Phayu should too, as slow and gentle lovemaking actually requires extra energy. But he feels more and more invigorated with each round of sex they are making. Even right now, after he finishes.

Until a thought comes to his mind about how that can happen and he quickly checks his mate's scent gland with his nose to confirm. "Rain, I think you're in heat."

"Hm?" Rain absentmindedly replies.

"And I think my rut is coming too. Shit!"

***

It's been a week since Chay last saw Rain. He asked Kim, but Kim only waved his hand and said, "Rain is safe. Phayu is taking care of him."

But Chay can't help but worry. What kind of 'taking care' that prevents you from replying to your best friend even in just one sentence?

"I just need to know where and why," he pushed. But Kim was only looking at him with those piercing eyes. "Don't poke other people's business, Kitt."

"Rain is not other people to me. He's my best friend."

"He has a mate now."

"I dislike his mate."

Kim dared to sigh when he said that. Sighing. Like what Porchay said annoyed him.

Porchay is still grumbling at it as he faces the company's security system, which, mind you, is shit for him. The chief of security is currently beside him. Some guy named War. How fitting. This company is probably hiring people by their looks, as War is a good-looking fellow with a good body build. But that's probably because he is the chief of security.

War has a good brain in tech, but not as good as Porchay. But he is watching Porchay like a hawk now, so Porchay can't be too relaxed in doing this.

He can be good, but not that good.

Oh, how did he end up here, you ask?

The company was under attack systematically three days ago. As Phayu was unavailable and Kim was in Boston, they pulled Porchay out of his comfortable seat to solve the problem as it seemed the tech support here was overwhelmed.

"I'm in accounting," he said to Kim on the phone.

"Just do me a favor this time. This is your company also."

"I'm only an apprentice here."

"What's mine is yours."

"Huh?" That took back Porchay.

"It means the companies also belong to you."

That technically made sense as they are mates. So he shut up and did the job. It takes a whole day to prevent the attack from doing too much damage to the important stuff and another day to fully stop it.

Porchay wants to launch his own attack but it would raise suspicion. So he would just do it another day and another way.

Some people delivered food and clothing. But Chay was too occupied to even mind them. Kim had to resort to sticking an IV to his vein as Porchay ignored his warnings and he was too far to force Porchay himself.

'Overly worried, that Kim', Chay thought. He had told the guy that he was ok, but still Kim insisted and he okayed for not wanting to waste time arguing.

After it stopped, Porchay was finally able to take a decent bath, not that five-minute thing he called a bathroom break. He even brushed his teeth in front of the computer, too afraid to leave it alone. He also was able to get a decent sleep. He sleeps for half a day on the long sofa of the tactical room. It's comfortable enough that the moment his head touched it, he was out. No matter what people did to wake him up, he just wouldn't budge, people told him.

He sheepishly smiled and got himself back to work again, building a better system for the company. He contemplated using his resources but since there was no other way around, he pushed his USB and prayed for the best.

When he did that though, War was eyeing him suspiciously but that guy didn't take his smiley mask off when he did that. So Porchay put on his friendly mask also. When questioned about where he got his resources, Porchay kindly said from the dark web and didn't elaborate. He clammed when War asked for his contacts in the dark web. Not even Kim is privy to that. Not yet, at least.

But after this, people will think thrice to attack the system.

Someone drops a bag of food and a glass of fruit juice. Probably the fresh cold pressed kind. Kimhan doesn't do cheap for Chay. He noticed this from the clothes they brought for him. All those designer labels that can pay for Porchay's house electricity for three months for just a piece of clothing.

"Thanks," he mumbles, not taking his concentration off.  A finger taps on his table, so persistent that it annoys Porchay. He snaps his head and meets that black frightening glare of Kim's gorgeous eyes.

His voice is hard and commanding when he says, "Come to my office."

"But I'm not finished yet."

All Kim has to do is strike his eyebrows up to get Porchay to gulp and then obey. Kim doesn't even wait for him.

Porchay is not sure why, but he thinks he is in trouble now.