Desire is the most frequented strip club in town.
When Kimhan Theerapanyakul is kicked out of his family, he needs money to survive. Becoming a bouncer in a strip club wouldn't be that bad if only Kimhan knew how to fight. The problem is... he doesn...
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— a month later —
Chay lets out a loud huff, crossing his hands on his chest to prevent another attack. Kim is smiling excitedly down at him, his body weight on top of Chay it's like a comfort blanket. Chay almost doesn't want to fight anymore, but he can't let Kim win just like that. No easy combat here for Chay's baby saturn! This is a serious training session, not something that Chay is using as an excuse to get hot and sweaty with Kim. Nope, nothing like that.
"Are you giving up, phi?" Kim grins down at Chay.
Chay lifts his head a little, getting closer to Kim's lips, and then, just as Chay can see that Kim is about to drop his guard down, Chay attacks. He pushes Kim on his back and straddles him, pinning Kim's hands above his head and smirking down at him.
"Are you giving up, baby?" Chay mocks the question that left Kim's lips just seconds ago and raises his eyebrow.
"That's not fair!" Kim pouts. "You always use your great muscles, years of practise, and my weakness for you as a way to win."
"Don't be so adorable, baby," Chay laughs and leans down, pressing a kiss to Kim's lips. "I can't keep myself from kissing that pout away."
"Who says I don't want exactly that?" Kim smiles teasingly.
Chay bites his bottom lip and looks around. Training. Yeah, they should be doing the training. Kim's time to become the real bouncer in the club is close. So, yes, training is crucial now. But maybe not in this position anymore. Let's try some boxing instead. Yeah, boxing is a good idea. It will keep Chay focused and away from doing other things.
Chay rolls over from Kim and gives him a hand, "come on, time for some boxing before we end the training, and then in the evening... first time as a bouncer. How do you feel?"
"Excited. Nervous. But more excited than nervous," Kim replies, throwing the first punch at Chay.
"Yeah? Why is that?" Chay skilfully manages to block Kim's attacks and throws some training punches as well.
"Because you will be here. I know I will be alright," Kim replies and Chay just gives up on the whole damn training and backs Kim against the wall, hands keeping Kim's hands above his head, and lips ghosting over Kim's lips, "you keep flirting with me the whole training session, baby. Why would you do this to me? You are so cruel."
"I'm not doing anything," Kim breathes out, his hands settling on Chay's hips, fingers digging into the white fabric of Chay's tank top. "It's... it's not my fault that you love me so much that you are always hungry for me."
Chay chuckles quietly, his warm breath spreading all over Kim's body, making him shiver. "So confident... this is my boy. You are doing so well." Chay wraps his fingers around Kim's neck and tips his chin up with his thumb so that they are looking right at each other. "I'm so proud of you, Kim."
