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Tay had always been jealous of Kinn’s younger sibling. Kim was pretty as a child, with long, wavy hair that curled at the ends. Tay wanted to wear the pretty dresses that Kim was given, pouting while Kim scowled at the table, arms crossed.
Tay didn’t even have a clue as to what Kim’s big problem was until years later. Kim had taken to wearing only pants, throwing all of the dresses and skirts into the pond years before.
Khun had narrowed his eyes, but he had turned away with a definitive sniff.
Kim didn’t speak much, but everything fell into place when Tay was visiting Kinn and heard Kim speaking to someone.
Khap.
Tay blinked. Surely he had misheard. Kim had been gone a while, after all, and looked…different.
Kim used to reluctantly say “Ka,” although Kim didn’t make it sound high and cute like Tay liked to do.
Tay turned, studying Kim, but Kim’s eyes only narrowed in Tay’s direction, their mouth set in a scowl before they stormed away.
Oh.
Tay had always wanted to be pretty and cute. He worked hard throughout the years to cultivate a certain aesthetic, missing that Kim was also working even harder to do the same. Tay liked boys. He always had. Clearly, he needed to get his prescription checked, because how had he missed such a cute one under his very nose?
“I’ll be back,” Tay huffed, twisting out of his chair to try and find Kim. On the way to Kim’s room, having been directed that way by a very helpful guard, Tay stopped to check his makeup in one of the many large mirrors.
Standing outside Kim’s door, Tay frowned, crossing his arms.
What if Kim liked women?
That would certainly be a waste.
“What do you want?” Kim snarled, glaring at Tay, whose hand was poised to knock.
“That’s a rude way to greet your most precious Phi.”
“I’ve never called you that.”
“You used to call me Phi. But you could call me your most precious,” Tay teased, leaning in close as he pushed his way into Kim’s room.
“And why would I do that?”
Tay turned to face Kim. “I’ll get to the point. Do you think I’m attractive?”
Kim rolled his eyes. “Is this another stupid bet between you and Kinn? I’ve told you. I don’t give a shit.”
“No,” Tay insisted, leaning close. Kim sucked in a breath, his eyes going wide as a light flush colored his cheeks. Smirking, Tay said, “I thought so. I’m irresistible.”
Exhaling sharply, Kim snapped, “You’re a narcissist.”
Ignoring Kim's harsh mouth, Tay reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind Kim’s ear.
“It’s a shame,” Tay mused.
“What…what is?”
“I like men.”
Kim’s face screwed up, but before he could get offended or take it the wrong way, Tay added, “Not little boys who don’t have manners.”
Whatever protest Kim was about to make died on his lips as he stared, wide-eyed at Tay.
With a little giggle, Tay pecked a kiss to the tip of Kim’s nose and moved toward the door, lifting his hand in the air with a wave as he said, “Call me when you grow up a little.”
Tay was already partially down the hall when Kim was coherent enough to yell, “I’m 22!” before slamming his door.
“Where did you go?” Kinn asked, raising an eyebrow when Tay returned.
Coyly, Tay replied, “Just had to check on a potential acquisition I hadn’t realized was on the market.”
Kinn only shrugged, filling Tay in on what he had missed from the rest of the conversation.
A few weeks later, Tay ran into Kim at the pool. He had come over to swim with Kinn, but Kinn had bailed at the last second to hang out with Time. Rather than going home to be bored, Tay decided to have a relaxing swim all alone.
To his delight, Kim was already there, doing laps.
When Kim noticed Tay, he stood up in the shallow end, yanking his goggles off to throw them over the edge of the pool.
“Why are you here?”
Tay carefully set his towel down, slipping his sandals off to sit on the edge of the pool next to Kim.
“I came for a swim, but Kinn ditched me.”
Kim watched Tay for a moment. “Aren’t you worried your makeup will wash off?”
Tay sighed patiently, hopping into the water. Stepping closer to Kim, who leaned back against the concrete edge, Tay said, “Luckily, I’m really good at putting it back on.”
“Whatever,” Kim grumbled.
“Admit it,” Tay pressed. “You think I’m pretty, don’t you?”
Kim ran a hand through his hair, slicking it away from his face. He had high cheekbones like Kinn and Khun, but Kim had always had a slightly more delicate frame that Tay had always found enticing.
Kim wasn’t inclined to answer, which Tay expected. Shifting the conversation, Tay glanced down at Kim’s scars, barely noticeable under his pectorals.
“Is that why you were gone for months? They did a great job. I wonder if it was the same guy who did my nose.”
“What is it exactly that you want from me, Tay?” Kim asked.
“I like you.”
“I’m not some exhibition for you to gawk at or play with.”
Tay frowned. He hadn’t been lying. He had always liked Kim. He just thought Kim was relegated to a different category than he was.
Tay knew decorum; he knew it well as it had served him most of his life, but Tay was also less bothered with tact. Not when it was something he really, really wanted.
“Just answer the question, Kim. Do you, or do you not, want to fuck me?”
Kim’s mouth fell open. He blinked as he remembered to close it.
“What do you mean?”
Tay groaned, rolling his eyes. Cupping Kim’s sharp jaw, Tay pulled Kim in for a kiss. When he pulled away, he said, “Tell me you’ll fuck me.”
Inhaling sharply, Kim lunged forward, licking into Tay’s mouth as he kissed him again. Tay ground himself forward, pressing the front of his swim briefs tightly against Kim’s. Kim, to his disappointment, jerked back, jumping over the edge of the pool and snatching up his goggles before storming toward the locker room.
Tay sighed, sinking to his chin in the water. Kim was hot, there was no denying that, and Tay wanted him.
Despite what many people assumed about him, Tay didn’t just sleep around, despite being a massive flirt. He had dated Time for a while, but Time cheated on him so often that Tay had called it quits. It was easier to stay friends. Honestly, it felt like nothing really had changed between them, other than the fact that Tay had struck himself from Time’s roster.
Since then, Tay had been looking for something, but no one had really given him enough pause to even entertain the thought. Then Kim had come back.
Perhaps it was because Kim was familiar. They had always gotten along, especially as children. They weren’t as close as Tay was with Kinn, but Kim had begrudgingly let Tay do his makeup, even if he washed it off immediately after. He let Tay play with his hair, jealous that he wasn’t allowed to grow his own out past his ears.
They used to vacation together, both of their families, and Tay often hung back to do the things that had been deemed appropriate for Kim with him. Tay used to think that Kim really liked him, seeing how Kim used to always find him when he visited, asking him for help with something or wanting to show him something.
Tay had been the first one to hear Kim’s first song, after all.
Not feeling like he wanted to swim anymore, Tay swam over to the ladder to climb out.
That weekend, Kinn invited Tay out to go clubbing.
Tay hadn’t had anything else to do, so he agreed. After putting extra glitter eyeshadow on, Tay took another look at his outfit, grinning at how hot he looked in his cropped mesh top and tight pants.
He was meeting Kinn there, so Tay was pleasantly surprised when he found Kim sitting, arms crossed and scowling like a kitten, at their table.
When Kinn got up to grab Tay a drink, he leaned over and loudly whispered, “How did he get you to come here?”
Taking a sip of his drink, Kim said, “Invoked our dead mother.”
Tay blinked, turning his gaze to the table. “But she’s not dead. She’s divorced.”
“Good enough for us,” Kim replied. “It’s not like she ever calls or visits.”
Their mother had left right in the middle of Kim’s rebellious teen phase, when he started dressing differently and cutting his hair in a more masculine style. Tay turned, watching Kim thoughtfully as he wondered if Kim ever blamed himself a little for their mother leaving. She had always adamantly wanted a daughter, after all.
“You look hot,” Tay said, to distract both himself and Kim, and because it was true.
Kim’s eyes snapped to his, searching them for a moment. “You don’t look bad yourself.”
Tay grinned, his spine straightening. “I knew you thought I was hot.”
“Shut up,” Kim huffed, but Tay caught the little laugh at the end.
“What’s happening?” Kinn asked, handing Tay his usual order.
“Nothing,” Tay said quickly. “We were just catching up. Kim really missed his Phi, didn’t you, Kim?” Tay gave Kim a pointed look, pinching his thigh playfully under the table.
“Sure did,” Kim growled between his teeth.
They talked, leaning closer to be heard over the music as they kept drinking. As the night wore on, Kim loosened up and Tay grew bolder, squeezing his palm over Kim’s thigh as he smiled at him.
“I should get home,” Kinn said. “You ready to go, Kim?”
“I’m gonna dance,” Tay yelled back, getting to his feet. Together, Kinn and Tay both looked back to see what Kim would do.
“Uh, I think I’ll hang out a little while longer,” Kim said, purposely not looking at Tay.
That was fine. Tay already knew he had won.
“Okay. Call a guard if you need a ride,” Kinn said.
Kinn left, and Tay extended an arm, inviting Kim to the dance floor. Kim rolled his eyes, but he got up to let Tay drag him to the middle of the floor.
They were close in height, so Tay kept catching Kim’s eyes as they moved to the music. The place was crowded, which only served to push them closer together. When they were almost chest to chest, Tay threw his arms over Kim’s shoulders, pulling him even closer.
Someone came out of nowhere to their side, and Kim’s eyes widened as he quickly grabbed Tay around the waist to pull him out of the way before the guy could step on his foot as he drunkenly stumbled off the dance floor.
“Asshole,” Kim muttered under his breath.
“It’s fine,” Tay said quickly, wanting to get them back to that relaxed vibe they had going. “Luckily, I have a charming prince to protect me.”
“You shouldn’t tease me,” Kim said, but his hands didn’t let go of Tay’s waist.
“I would never,” Tay murmured, his lashes fluttering as he leaned forward to catch Kim’s lips with his.
There was a slight pause, and then Kim was kissing him back, moaning as he pulled Tay’s hips closer.
This time, Tay felt a bulge in Kim’s pants as he ground their hips together. Tay’s eyes grew wide as he gripped the back of Kim’s head to pull him in for a heated kiss. Growing more confident, Kim pressed against Tay, who was very much getting harder by the second.
“Kim,” Tay breathed, “Fuck me.”
Kim looked at him, but he gave the slightest nod. With a wide grin, Tay gave him a quick peck before turning to shove his way through the crowd.
“Move!” Tay yelled, in a maneuver that would have made Tankhun proud.
They climbed into the back of Tay’s car and Tay barely let Kim give his address as he kept kissing him. Tay’s driver, after determining where they were going, put up the privacy divider as Kim and Tay continued to make out.
“Wait,” Kim said, grabbing Tay’s hand as he leaned back just a little. “Just to be clear-”
“You’re taking me back to your place, then stretching me out so you can fuck me.”
Tay blinked coyly at Kim, who seemed to have glitched for just a moment. Tay’s smile dropped. “Or…did you think-”
“No,” Kim said, “Just wanted to check. I’m definitely fucking you, P’Tay.”
Tay flushed a little, hearing Kim call him Phi for the first time in years. It brought up a strange swell of emotion as he kissed Kim again, slow and deep.
They made it to Kim’s apartment, where Tay dismissed his driver before following Kim inside.
Shaking their shoes off, they kissed as they danced down the hall toward the bedroom. Kicking the door shut behind them, Kim moved them toward the bed.
Tay reached into Kim’s pants, feeling the soft silicone packer. It felt nice in his hand, fitting perfectly, but Tay wasn’t sure exactly how this would work.
“Kim,” Tay breathed. “I want you.”
Pursing his lips as he inhaled sharply through his nose, Kim nodded. “I’ll take care of you.”
Desire coursed through him as Kim kissed his neck, his hands running over Tay’s mesh shirt before slipping under the hem to thumb at Tay’s nipples.
Tay pressed his hand against the packer, feeling Kim lean into his touch.
“Don’t worry,” Kim said, pulling away. “I’ve got options.”
Tay’s eyes practically glistened with excitement as Kim opened a dresser drawer to reveal different-sized straps with color-matching harnesses. It was better than Christmas.
Pulling each one out, Tay considered the girths and lengths as he fought between being realistic about what he could take and what he wanted to be able to take at a later date.
“Can we start with this one?” Tay asked, handing Kim a standard-sized purple silicone cock.
“You wanna start with this one?”
“Yeah,” Tay said, his eyes still dancing over the other options. “For tonight. We can try the others later.”
Kim was quiet, so Tay turned to look at him. “What if you don’t like it?” Kim asked. “What if…you see me, and-”
“What’s there not to like? I like men. You’re a man. And I like you. The math is mathing, Kim.”
Kim kissed him again, and when he pulled away, Tay smiled and said, “Now put your cock on and fuck me.”
Impatient, Tay stripped his clothes off, watching as Kim did the same, although a little more hesitantly.
“You’re so hot,” Tay purred, gnawing at Kim’s sharp jaw. “Why have you been hiding from me?”
“I thought you were with Time,” Kim murmured, and Tay leaned back, blinking rapidly.
Was that partly why Kim had been acting the way he had? Did he think Tay was taken, then worried Tay wouldn’t accept him as he was? What horseshit.
“Time’s an ass,” Tay said. “As long as you don’t cheat on me, we’re good.”
Kim slipped his briefs off finally, standing still for a moment as Tay drank him in.
He wanted to touch, but he wasn’t sure if Kim wanted that, so he just waited as Kim stuck his legs through the harness, adjusting the strap.
When he was done, Tay ran his hand down Kim’s chest, bending to kiss one of his scars. Gazing up at Kim through his lashes, Tay dropped to his knees, sinking his teeth into Kim’s hip.
“Kim, let me suck your cock,” Tay whined, running his hands up the backs of Kim’s thighs.
“Okay, Phi,” Kim growled, hooking his thumb into Tay’s mouth to stretch his jaw open. “Let me fuck your pretty mouth.”
Tay felt his dick twitch. Kim was the hottest, prettiest man that Tay had ever seen. He could smell Kim’s cologne as he closed his eyes, wrapping his lips around the silicone tip. Relaxing his throat, Tay opened his mouth, working spit onto the phallical polymer as he swallowed Kim down.
“Fuck, Tay,” Kim moaned, his eyelids growing heavy as he watched Tay. Tay knew it wasn’t the same. For one, it felt different, but for another, he knew it wouldn’t feel the same to Kim. Still, Kim seemed very into the fact that Tay was on his knees for him, just like Tay was.
Kim snapped his hips forward, gagging Tay a little. Kim whispered a tiny apology, his eyes dark as Tay pulled back to grin up at him. As much as he liked being gagged from time to time, Tay was very, very ready for Kim to sling his silicone somewhere else.
“Do you have lube?” Tay asked, getting back to his feet with Kim’s help.
“Yeah.” Kim kissed him, grinning shyly before grabbing a bottle of lube out of the nightstand drawer.
“Do you want me on top, or you?” Tay asked. “At least, at first.”
“Maybe you,” Kim replied.
“Perfect.” Tay had been dying to ride Kim.
Moving to the bed, they made out while Tay reached to stretch himself, his fingers moving nimbly.
“Have you always been gay?” Tay asked, suddenly very curious. “I mean. Are you okay fucking a guy?”
Kim rolled his eyes playfully as he smirked. “Yes. I knew I was gay because…”
Tay waited, cocking his head to the side as his fingers stilled. “Because what?”
Kim grabbed the lube, pouring some on his first two fingers as he huffed out a sigh.
“It doesn’t matter. Here let me help you.”
Tay certainly wasn’t opposed, so he shifted so Kim could reach him easier, sliding his own fingers out so Kim could press into him. Tay knew from the clench of Kim’s jaw that he was being shy, so he pressed him, squeezing Kim’s shoulder.
“Tell me.”
“Because it’s your fucking fault,” Kim snapped as Tay giggled.
“Was I your first crush?”
“Shut up,” Kim whined, stretching his fingers wide. It felt amazing, but Tay was having too much fun teasing Kim for it to distract him.
“When was this?” Tay asked.
“Look,” Kim said. “You confused the fuck out of me. Okay? I was dealing with my whole thing, and then you were just there, looking super pretty. But a boy. A very pretty boy. And you were nice to me, and I guess I had a crush.”
“Awww,” Tay cooed, pulling Kim in close to whisper in his ear. “I think it’s very cute. If I had known you were going to grow up to be such a hot guy, I would have put a claim on you sooner.”
Tay leaned back, looking into Kim’s eyes before pushing him to lie on the bed. Kim watched, eyes wide, as Tay climbed on top to straddle him. Pouring an ample amount of lube onto the strap, Tay hovered above it, turning to meet Kim’s eyes before he moved again.
“Ready?”
“Shouldn’t I ask you that?”
Tay smirked. “I’m not the virgin.”
“I’m not a-”
Kim never got to finish the lie, as Tay sank onto him, letting out a moan at the stretch. It felt a lot like his favorite toys, so it wasn’t long before Tay was sliding forward, rocking toward Kim as Kim’s hands found Tay’s waist.
“Phi, you really are pretty,” Kim whispered.
“So are you,” Tay replied, bending to take Kim’s lower lip between his teeth and suck. “Such a pretty boy. Your cock feels so good, Kim. Fuck me.”
Kim braced his feet, thrusting up into Tay, his face screwed up with concentration.
Soon, Tay was boucing himself on Kim’s dick, panting and whining. With a growl, Kim tightened his grip on Tay as he flipped them over to drive into Tay faster and faster.
“Kim, Kim,” Tay panted. “Right there. Fuck, Kim.”
Kim kissed him, wrapping his fingers around Tay’s cock to jerk him quickly. Tay’s legs were wrapped around Kim, his pleasure cresting as he whined louder.
“Come for me, P’Tay,” Kim commanded, and Tay nodded, gasping as he did.
Tay hummed as Kim bent to kiss him again, deeply. Then, Kim carefully pulled out, standing to take the harness off and clean the strap while Tay found a wipe to clean himself off with. Kim returned to the bed, something in his eyes that had Tay pulling him in close.
“Can I touch you, Kim?”
He ran his hand down Kim’s stomach, stopping as soon as he felt pubes. Kim’s eyes locked onto Tay’s lips, but he wrapped both hands around Tay’s wrist, pulling him closer as his hips rocked forward.
Tay kissed him, feeling how wet Kim was between his legs.
“P’Tay,” Kim hissed, grinding against Tay’s hand.
Tay wanted to go down on him, but something told him Kim was close and he better not move too much. Carefully, Tay worked his middle fingers into Kim, rubbing his fingers in an upward, curling motion as Kim rode his hand, pressing the heel of Tay’s hand against his clit. Tay let Kim guide his hand until he came with his mouth open on a soft groan.
Moaning, Kim fell back, pulling Tay with him as they kissed.
The silence that followed felt heavy.
“Can I ask you a question?” Tay asked, brushing Kim’s hair away from his face.
Kim tensed a little, but he said, “What?”
“What kind of cologne do you use? It smells really good.”
A laugh bubbled from Kim’s chest, breaking loose as he guffawed loudly.
“It does!” Tay said, laughing.
“I forgot the name,” Kim said finally, “But it’s in the bathroom.”
Tay nodded, rubbing his thumb back and forth on Kim’s hip.
“Can I stay the night?”
Tay lowered his gaze for a moment, worrying that Kim might kick him out after all, but Kim just shrugged.
“If you must.”
Tay grinned, pecking a kiss to Kim’s cheek as Kim pretended to be annoyed. Hopping off the bed, Tay got up to take a shower. After a few minutes, Kim joined him. The shower took longer because they kept stopping to make out.
When they were finally clean, they slipped into Kim’s bed with a heavy sigh.
“So,” Tay said, his eyes sparkling deviously as he rolled to face Kim.
“What now, Phi?”
“Are you telling Kinn we’re boyfriends, or shall I?”
“Who said I would be your boyfriend?” Kim snapped, kicking his leg out as Tay laughed.
As soon as he calmed down, Tay took his hand.
“So I guess I’ll tell him.”
Kim rolled his eyes, but he didn’t protest as Tay snuggled up close so they could sleep.