{R18+}VegasPete FanFic: Love as you like!

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Disclaimer:

Hello everyone. This is a VegasPete Fanfic. For further information, please read my overarching disclaimer in the chapter overview!

Of Course *Spoiler Alert* for the whole mainpart of the VegasPete story and in this case for the KinnPorsche Special Chapter 4!

⚠️Trigger Warning:⚠️

This fanfic contains mature content (sex, (light) bdsm - a variety of erotic practices known for submission and dominance). But I will set a warning when the scene beginns and ends, so you can skip it if you want.

Please read with responsibility and quit if it could harm you in any way. Please take care of yourself. It's your own risk.

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Special Thanks:Thanks to my friend who told me about his relationship and helped me to understand bdsm better. 🚦Oc I have his permission to use it. Luv ya, bro! 💛

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Feel free to comment and tell me your opinion if you like 😊

[If you want to know why I wrote this you will find my thoughts down below the fanfic.]

Have fun. 😊 Let's go!

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💡To understand this fanfic it would be good (but not necessary) to read Special KP Chapter 4 (You can find it here on Wattpad from a talented translator.🙏)

*Spoiler Alert for Special KP Ch. 4*

Here is a summary of the most important points, so you can understand the fanfic:

1. Thankhun tricks Porsche, Pete, Ché together with Tay to go to a karaoke bar with him by telling them how little their husbands care about them

2. Pete leaves Venice at the Main Family's house with Aunt Prik and orders Vegas to pick the baby up and bring him home until 8 p.m. or "I will kill you"

3. At the bar half-naked young men in white underwear walk in their karaoke room. Khun-nu tries to encourage our friends to look around for other love affairs (?)

4. Our friends are loyal to their husbands and are about to leave when they see the husbands (Vegas, Kinn, Kim, Time) in another room. There are this half-naked men too. (In particular they were there to check a possible cooperation with the bar - business matter)

5. Everything escalated quickly. Most important for my fanfic. Porsche is in rage and knocks Kinn unconscious with a ice bucket and Pete slaps Vegas several times bc not picking up Venice and the strange men in underwear situation

6. In fact the husbands (except Time) where loyal to their boyfriends. The only thing you can blame them for is that they should have gone sooner.

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Pete's POV

[Inside Vegas' car]

After the karaoke bar incident, I grabbed Vegas and we went to pick up Venice at the Main Family's house. The other guys stayed there longer to take care of the injured Khun Kinn, but I had to care for my son, so Vegas and I left first.

The bar owner, Khun Thiwat, explained the situation to us and defended our husbands, but I didn't care.

It wasn't only that strange situation with this half-naked underwear boys, but Vegas disappointed me for not taking care of Venice. This was a sensitive matter for me. Maybe the other guys pushed him a bit to be there, but Vegas was old enough to take responsibility! He is not a child who did something dump with his school mates - he is a father and has to act like that!

And damn! He is my boyfriend or husband or whatever! A loyal lover wouldn't end up in a situation like that! He should have just left like Porsche, Ché and I!

I was so angry that I almost couldn't stand it!

"Pete?" Vegas made another attempt to apologize and calm me down. He peeked at me cautiously from the side "I am so sorry, Pete. Sincerely. It was all a misunderstanding... Venice is in good hands and-"

I didn't let him finish his sentence. "Don't talk to me. Eyes straight ahead! Watch the road while you are driving!"

He dropped it for now and pulled into the driveway of the Main Family's house.

I got out of the car. "You will wait here! I will take Venice from aunt Prik." I slammed the car door and stomped towards the house. Since the bodyguards all know me it wasn't a big deal to enter the house, but when I came in I already heard Venice whining.

"Ah! Pete! Good you are here!" aunt Prik came towards me with the crying Venice in her arms.

She was a caring and loving woman, but Venice didn't get along well with other people. It was okay for a few hours or when Pol and Arm took care of him. But since it was already late, he probably fell asleep, woke up again and was afraid because he was not at home and couldn't find me or at least this bastard Vegas with him.

When he saw me he stretched out his little arms and looked at me in tears. It broke my heart. I quickly took him in my arms and he buried his face in my chest.

"Venice, everything is fine. Don't worry, Pa'Pete is here." I kissed his head. He slowly calmed down.

"I am so sorry, Pete. He was alright, but then he was so tired and fell asleep and I guess he woke up and was afraid to not find you around. I tried to calm him down but he was so upset..."

"It's okay, aunt Prik. It shouldn't have been this late. Thank you for taking care of him. I'm taking him home now. Good night." She gave me the back pack with Venice's stuff.

"Good night, Pete."

I turned around and carried Venice to the car. I put him in the child seat and sat in the back seat as well. I buckled up too. "Drive us home." I ordered Vegas. He didn't dare to say anything and drove off.

I took a wet wipe and cleaned Venice's face.

Every now and then I noticed Vegas glancing at me nervously in the rearview mirror.

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When we arrived home I took Venice to his room and got him ready to sleep again. He was so tired that he almost fell asleep in the car, so it didn't took long until he slept soundly in his crip. I grabbed the baby monitor before I left the room.

[Note: FYI in case you don't know, you can set a baby monitor to hear the baby but not the other way around. This mode is activated here. Venice will not suffer any emotional damage throughout this fanfic!👼🏼]

I entered our bedroom and closed the door harshly. I was still boiling. Vegas was sitting on the sofa and got up when I came in.

I ignored him and went to put the baby monitor on the bedside table at my side of the bed.

"Pete. Please don't be like this. How many times I have to say sorry ... or what else can I do to placate you." He approached me and stood behind my back.

I spun around. "You!" He stepped back two steps. "What do you think you were doing, huh?! Can't I trust you to care about Venice even a little bit?! You are so irresponsible!"

"Pete, I am so sorry, but he was in good hands. Aunt Prik is a mother and a grandmother herself, she-"

"I know her longer than you, Vegas! I know all that. But you know Venice can't stay a long time with other people. And he shouldn't fall asleep before he was home! He woke up and was scared. He was crying and that's your fault, asshole!" I wanted to slap him again until his head rotated.

But I had to hold back myself. That wasn't the right way to solve conflicts. I wouldn't want Venice to act like that ever and had to lead by example. At the bar, I let my emotions take over, but actually I didn't really want to hurt Vegas. To be honest, I was already sorry for that.

[Note: That's right, people. No violence in a relationship!]

"I am sorry, Pete. I was distracted because of the business matters..." Vegas tried to start again.

"Business matters?! Are you serious?! I saw your 'business matters' who wore this ridiculous tiny white underwear! I really wonder if your body haven't enough blood to maintain your dick and your brain at the same time! Do you need a transfusion?!"

"Pete!" He was about to get annoyed.

Good, I am at that point already, come join me and let the house explode!

[Note: The italic parts are Pete talking to himself, or remember something someone said, or a sound - you will know what it is 😉]

"What?!" I hissed at him with narrowed eyes.

He reached out for me and for a split second I wasn't sure if he was going to slap me. But he only grapped my face gently with both hands and looked at me guiltily.

"Pete. I know you are upset and you are right. I did a bad mistake by not picking up Venice as you said. I felt an obligation to second brother and the Main Family, but you are right. I should have known better. I am sorry... But about that guy..."

I snorted angrily when jealousy overcame me again.

"There was nothing! I told him about you and I wanted to leave, but P'Time held me and second brother back..."

"I didn't know that Khun Time is so strong that you couldn't defeat him!" I knew myself I acted childish, but I was still so angry.

"Pete, do you really want me to pick up a fight?"

I rolled my eyes. "No." I gave in a bit but crossed my arms in front of my chest

"You are the only one, Pete! And you will be the only one forever. I will never cheat on you. I will never betray you. You are my sun. You are my life. I love you so much! You can hit my head until it falls off but even then I will still love you. You and nobody else."

Damn it! This smooth-talker got me again!

Vegas tried to kiss me but I turned my head aside.

He sighed. "Pete, what can I do to make you forgive me. Please tell me. I will do everything to make it up to you... or If you want to punish me I will accept every punishment."

Mhm...Punishment. Interesting...

"You!" I poked with my finger on his chest. "You will not go anywhere except it's for university or work! Real work! The rest of the time you stay at home and will not complain!" I nodded and was satisfied with my choice.

"Until...?" Vegas asked carefully.

"Until I decide it's enough! Don't push your luck or it will get longer and longer!" I dropped myself onto the bed and tried to breath away the last traces of anger.

Vegas looked at me thoughtfully but he seemed to be relieved. "Of course, whatever you want." His phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out and read the message. I sat up and looked at him. I saw his face getting darker and I had a bad premonition...

"Vegas...?"

He closed his eyes angrily and gave me his phone. He just received a message from Khun Time.

P'Time: Hey Vegas, I am sorry to get you guys in trouble with your lovers! P'Tankhun just send this picture to me. Perhaps it can be a basis for your negotiations with Pete.

I looked at the picture. It shows Porsche, me and the others standing in the karaoke room where we had been first tonight starring with open mouths at some half-naked white underwear guys who invaded our room back then. I recognized in horror, it kind of looked like we were attracted to that men.

Khun-nu! Khun Time! Why do you want to see me dead? What did I do to you?!

I didn't dare to look up at Vegas. I was about to slowly put the phone down onto the bedside table.

"It's not what it looks like..." I started a pathetic and prospective attempt to explain, even though I knew Vegas wouldn't listen to me.

[Note: Before you start reading the following scene, I want you to know that there is consent and no rape. You will see if you go on reading. But it's still slight bdsm, so if you don't want to read it you can scroll down to the hashtags #### and continue reading after the scene.]

Wham!

I didn't even see it coming. Vegas yanked me up from the bed and immediately threw me back onto it harshly. The phone fell out of my hand and hit the ground. He jumped on the bed and straddled me. His hands were holding my arms above my head tightly.

"V-Vegas..." I gazed frightened into his narrowed eyes. I couldn't read his emotions properly and I wasn't able to say more, my brain was useless!

My heart started pounding immediately.

"Look at you, Pete! Acting like you're superior and in the end you are in the same situation as me."

"No, no...really...it's not what it seems..." I tried desperately to free my hands from his grip. I wriggled under him in upcoming fear.

"Why are you squirming if you didn't do anything wrong?" Vegas asked in a mocking but threatening tone.

"Let me go, Vegas! It was Khun-nu's idea but we left immediately when they entered the room... unlike you!" I hurriedly explained. I was nervous and breath was irregular.

Vegas bit and sucked my neck. In between he asked. "So Pete, what else did they enter?"

"Ah...ugh...What are you talking about?!...Nothing...of course..." I was afraid even if Vegas didn't looked like he was actually in rage. His actions confused me though. But even then I already felt my cock, this traitor, pressed uncomfortably against my pants from the inside.

"Let me check!" Vegas unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants and underwear to my knees. He pushed my legs up so my knees were bent.

"Vegas!... What are you up to?" My hands were free now and I grabbed his shirt to hold him back. I didn't used all my strength to hold on, so it was easy for him to loosen my grip. He took the lube from the drawer.

I pressed my trembling legs together while he opened the tube.

"Open you legs, Pete. Don't be stubborn! I don't want you to get hurt." I stopped struggling. It was inevitable anyway. He shove his hands in between my legs and parted them gently and determined. My skin started to tingle.

"Good boy, obey like that." Vegas said gently and smirked.

He took the lube again and spread it on his fingers. I grapped the bed sheets and prepared myself in my mind. I closed my eyes and tried to breath slower to reduce my tension.

Without a warning he inserted his index finger completely. It was harsh but not violent and I was aware he wouldn't injure me, but I was still startled. The slight pain spread from my backside through my whole body. I trembled more and more and started sweating.

"Ah, that's good. It is still like I left it." He inserted a second finger and started to move his hand fast.

"N-no!...Ah! It hurts!... Uhg!... Vegas!" I squirmed and bit my lower lip to compensate this strange feelings of fear and excitement.

Vegas pulled out his fingers immediately. He bent down to me and used his other hand to touch the side of my face. I looked up into his eyes breathlessly.

He gazed at me questioningly as if he wanted to read my mind.

"Pete... Do you remember the safe words I told you? Are you aware how to use it?"

I looked at him and I knew what he wanted to know. "Y-yeah..."

"You still know how to use it, aren't you? You can use it any time."

"I- I know, Vegas." My voice still trembled. He kissed me gently and pulled his face away again. "Just to make sure, you know it, tell me."

"What? Why now?" My mind was already blurred and my body weak from what Vegas just did. It was hard to concentrate on a conversation like this right now. Moreover Vegas had already explained to me that a safe word should not be used lightly, so why he pushed me to say it for no reason?

"Pete, I am serious. I didn't asked you for a long time and I have to trust you about that." His voice was calm and firmly so I said what he wanted to hear.

"I-It's the traffic light...Green is okay - yellow means slow down ... and red means stop immediately."

"And you will use it if you need it?" He started to stroke my hair and kissed my neck. His hand slid to my cock and held it.

"Ugh...Yeah..." I closed my eyes and let me fall into the feeling of his touch.

"Okay, Pete. So tell me which color is it now?"

"Green." After I said this word Vegas continued his actions.

He straightened up and took off his shirt. Then he shoved my shirt up to take it off as well and removed my already lowered pants and underwear completely.

He stroke his thick palm up and down my cock. Then he added some more lube and inserted his fingers slowly into my ass again. He moved his fingers in and out at the same pace as he pleasured my dick. While he did that he licked and bit my chest and my abdomen until he slid slowly down to my...

Damn!

I forced my eyes to open up and hurriedly looked down to Vegas who was licking and sucking my cock. His fingers were still moving back and forth inside my ass.

"Ahh...Vegas...What...Ugh..." I grabbed the headboard with both hands to hold myself and let my head fall back to the pillow again. I was overwhelmed by this pleasuring new sensation. It felt pleasantly warm and moist.

Pain, lust, fear and love mixed up inside my chest. There was no space for embarrassment anymore. I was about to climax.

"V-Vegas...ungh...I am coming...take...take it out..." I tried to grab his head. Didn't he hear me? I couldn't reach his head because I needed to hold onto the headboard again or I would fall apart. I could almost not stand this sensation.

"Ugh...Stop...! Vegas! I- I can't..." I couldn't hold it any longer. I felt my cock twitching as my vision turned white for a moment. I closed my eyes and released. The feeling of pleasure spread through my whole body.

Vegas pulled his fingers out of my ass. When I opened my eyes I saw him reaching for a tissue from the box. He spit my cum into the tissue and cleaned his mouth with it quickly.

I was afraid that he might would be angry, but he didn't seem to be disgusted or mad.

"Vegas!" I slapped his shoulder lightly. "Why didn't you pull away? Why you didn't stop?"

He looked at me blankly. "What for?"

"I-I came in your..." I couldn't say it. My face flushed. I covered it with my hands.

Vegas giggled as smiled at me and took my hands off my face. "You are so cute, Pete. Don't worry."

He kissed my neck and sucked on my earlobe before he whispered: "I did it on purpose."

He ran his hands down my arms until he reached my wrists and grabbed them again to pin me down. He looked into my eyes. "But we are not done by now, my love. That was the apology but there is still some punishment to receive."

"What? Why? I didn't do anything! You said it yourself!" I struggled against his grip again. The fear came back and I recognized suspiciously that he still wore his pants. That was strange...

"I said nobody entered my territory, but there is still the fact you didn't tell me about that situation at the bar."

"Vegas! Stop it! It's ridiculous!" He smiled at me wickedly.

"Stay like this, don't dare to stand up! I have something for you." Vegas stood up from the bed and went to the drawer of the closet. - That particular drawer...

My skin started to tingle intensely even my scalp.

He took something out but I couldn't see it properly. Maybe some handcuffs or a chain or something like that. I wasn't sure. All I knew was that my heart ponded in upcoming fear again.

But why the heck I don't just run away?! Or at least tell him to stop?

Vegas put the stuff onto the bed and I looked at him to guess what he would do next. My heart was beating so fast that I thought it would burst out of my chest and I was breathing harder and harder.

"Are you ready?" He asked with a sweet voice but it was filled with threats.

"For what?" My voice was shaking. I grabbed my own wrist and drew my legs up. The fact that I was completely naked, but he not, made me nervous. I felt inferior. But even then my cock began to harden again.

Vegas bent down to kiss my forehead before he suddenly grabbed my arm and turned me over so that I laid face down. Then he hurriedly put one leather handcuff around my wrist and attached it to the bedpost before he closed the other handcuff on my other wrist.

He pulled me up at my hips and made me kneel on the bed with my arms attached to the bedpost above my head. I grabbed the chains and tugged at it, but I was trapped.

"Let me go! You bastard! What are you doing?!" The mixture of fear and excitement drove me crazy. He picket up something else from the drawer again and walked to kneel behind me.

"Vegas! Don't use that filthy stuff on me!"

"Huh? Look closer, Pete. It's all brand new. I wouldn't use something for you which touched someone else's skin before. You are too precious." He carassed my ass and I shuddered.

My body was already sweating, but my temperature kept rising.

"Vegas! Stop it! That's so embarrassing!" I tugged at the chains of the handcuffs again.

He came closer to my ass and bend over me. I felt the fabric of his trousers pressing against my bare butt as he wrapped his arms around my chest from behind. Vegas pressed me against his body and whispered in my ear: " If you feel embarrassed, it means you're not aroused enough." I got goosebumps.

One of his hands continued to hold my chest while the other slipped down to my cock and began to move up and down to pleasure it again.

I moaned. Vegas removed his hand from my chest, but I couldn't tell what he was doing. He created more space between us and eventually let go of my dick too. I felt disappointed that he didn't continued to rub it.

What's next?

I had no idea what this bastard was up to do.

"What are you doing, Vegas?!" I didn't dare to turn my head to look at him, instead I tried pull my wrists out of the handcuffs, but they were too tight. I couldn't escape.

Vegas grapped my shoulders with both hands and drew his fingernails down my back. It hurt, but it he didn't scratched hard enough to cut my skin.

"Ah!" I was startled. "Vegas!...ah... That hurts!"

"I know." He said blankly. Before I could reply anything he slapped my ass with full force.

Slap!

"Ah!" I yelled in surprise and pain. Vegas had slapped the right side of my butthocks and I was sure he would...

Slap!

"Ah! Vegas!" I screamed his name as he slapped the other side. The handcuffs kept my upper body from falling onto the bed. I held on to them. "Stop it!"

He giggled wickedly. "I haven't even started yet, Pete." I tugged at the handcuffs again. I felt the movement in the mattress as he got up from the bed.

"Let me go! Vegas! Let-...!"

Slap!

"Ah!" I screamed louder than before. This time he didn't use his hand. Whatever he used felt harder but more flexible and it caused more pain. I hadn't time to figure it out because...

Slap!

"Ahrg!" I was breathing heavily and even if he didn't touch my cock, the pain, fear and excitement made me feel like I was almost at the climax again.

Slap!

"Ah!... Vegas! What is that?!"

Slap!

"Ah!" I gritted my teeth.

"It's a long leather strap, nothing special. I bought it for you."

"You bastard bought it for yourself! Psychopath! ... P-pervert!"

Slap!

"Ahrg!" He laughed while he slapped my ass again. "Vegas! It hurts!" I felt tears coming up from the pain.

Vegas stopped for a short while. I used the break to bow my head down between my tied up arms and tried to breathe more calmly.

He stroked my butt for a while before he continued to spank me a few more times until I eventually came. I moaned as my cock twitched and the tension and pain his slaps inflicted on me disappeared for a moment of pure pleasure.

"Oh! I didn't expected you to come so easily." He teased me cheerfully. But I couldn't say anything.

While I was still breathing heavily, Vegas removed his clothes completely and came back to kneel behind me. He smeared the lube on his erected cock and gently thrust the head into my butthole. I exhaled as he pushed his full length into my ass.

He didn't used a condom anymore since we are a couple and were both tested negative. I didn't mind it. The feeling of his bare cock inside me was more intense for me and Vegas liked it more as well.

He held my hips with his hands and moved in and out slowly. When he touched my buttocks the welts brought back the slight pain that the leather strap had inflicted on me.

"Ah! Vegas..."

"Ahh...uhhm... Pete!..." Vegas moaned. „Say...uhm...say my name again, Pete!"

During his movements, he repeatedly hit the same spot that pleasured me and my cock started to respond again.

I couldn't hold back my moans. "Uhm... Vegas!...Ah... m-move faster...ugn."

He increased the pace and I held on to the chains of the handcuffs tightly while my body was swinging from the force.

"Ugh..." He moaned. "Pete...you don't know how sexy you are!"

He began to thrust harder and deeper. Eventually he grapped my cock to rub it as well. I tried to forget about everything and just let myself sink into this feeling of pleasure.

It didn't took long and my sight blurred again as I let it all out at once. Vegas took his hand of my cock to grab my hips again. He moved fast and thrusted hard over and over until his body flickered and he finished. I felt the warm liquid squirt inside me while he moved slowly. When he pulled his dick out the warm cum ran down my legs. He used a tissue to wipe his cock and my ass before he released me from the handcuffs. I sat on the bed my back against the headboard and massaged my tensed shoulders. Vegas sat down beside me. He kissed me gently before he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me towards him. I closed my eyes and put my head on his chest. I could hear his heart beating as fast as mine.

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I felt satisfied but now that it was over and my arousal faded, the feeling of shame came back to me at once.

What the heck did you just do, Pete?! Why you didn't stop him? Why you didn't use the fucking safe word?!

I felt disgusted by myself.

When did I became like this?! Why would I do such filthy stuff and surrender myself so easily?!

I pushed Vegas chest away and went straight to the bathroom without a word. I closed the bathroom door and looked in my flushed face in the mirror.

"Damn you, Pete." I whispered, before I shook my head harshly, went under the shower and switched it on. As I touched my sore ass the pain I felt reminded me of what I let Vegas just do to me. How could I let him do this and more important why would I come from this? My ass, my wrists, my back everywhere I felt the traces of what we just did and the regret hit me so hard that tears pf shame came up my eyes.

What would Vegas think about me after this?

What did I thought about myself now? I was confused and ashamed.

I didn't wanted to be like this.

I took a step back and turned the water as hot as I could just endure it. I let the hot water hit my chest until I felt nothing else. I didn't actually meant to hurt myself but I needed to distract me from this feelings of regret and disgust for myself.

That's not me! I don't do things like that! I don't like things like that!

I used to hate it when Vegas caused me pain back then, why did I suddenly turn into someone who like this shit?!

No! I don't like it! It was wrong! I didn't enjoy it! It won't happen again!

I turned the water to a normal temperature again and finished to wash my body.

I just left the shower when Vegas entered the bathroom. "I changed the sheets." He said and kissed my forehead.

"Okay, Thanks." I tried to adjust my voice to sound normal. I didn't want to talk about my confusion right now.

When he stepped back he recognized my red chest in horror. "Pete! What did you do?!"

I looked down myself. My skin was a bit red, but it wasn't seriously injured. Vegas wanted to touch it carefully but I stopped him and hold his wrist.

"It's Nothing. I accidentally set the temperature wrong. I guess I'm tired and I wasn't paying attention." I went to leave the bathroom but Vegas grapped my arm and held me back.

"Vegas! Just let it go. It's okay. It doesn't even hurt." I said annoyed.

"Wait a minute, Pete. I will take care of your welts first before you get dressed." He turned me around. I put my hands onto the sink and clenched my fists while Vegas rubbed my buttocks with healing ointment. He also put some of the ointment on my wrists and the parts where he had scratched my back.

"The bruises will be gone soon." He kissed my shoulder and turned me around to kiss my lips again. I pulled my face away.

"I am tired. I can't stand here anymore." I said bluntly.

"Pete? Is everything okay?" Vegas asked worriedly and tried to catch my gaze.

I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him to distract him and buy more time to organize my thoughts and feelings. "Yeah. But I need to sleep."

"Okay. Go on. I will hurry up and come to you."

"Mhm." I grunted in agreement. I left the bathroom and get dressed quickly before I crawled under the blanked. I just wanted to sleep and forget about everything.

Fortunately I was already asleep when Vegas came back.

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Vegas' POV

[Next day]

I couldn't sleep that night. I could tell from the moment I entered the bathroom after we had sex that something was wrong.

Pete often acted a little weird. And sometimes he was a bit shy or embarrassed, especially when it came to intimacy. But this time I was worried more than usual. It was different and I was worried that he was hiding something from me in his head.

After we did it yesterday he didn't even look at me properly and when I came back from the bathroom he fell asleep already. Wrapped in the blanket like in a cocoon.

Did I overdo it?

What's the matter, Pete?

I wasn't sure.

I thought I made sure he was safe.

I told him about the safe words a long time ago. Since I assumed that Pete would be a masochist and because the way he always pretends to refuse, I wanted to make it safe for him. I wanted him to know that there is an emergency exit and that he can use it any time.

Green - Okay

Yellow - Slow down

Red - Stop it immediately!

It was so simple. But suddenly I wasn't sure anymore if he would use this words. Would he endure everything because he thought it would disappoint me if he refuses? That would be really bad. If it was like that, I would hurt and force him without knowing it. And I never wanted to hurt him again like I used to do. I wanted to show him, that pain and fear can be arousing if there is consent.

But only with consent! Otherwise it is just pain and fear and nothing else...

Yesterday after I received the message from P'Time I got carried away. Even though I was briefly angry at first, I trusted Pete too much not to believe his explanation. But I wanted to take the moment to release Pete from his previous anger and tension about Venice and the incident at the bar. Maybe I was too confident that he would like it.

I sat up and leaned my back against the headboard. I looked at the blanket Pete was using to hide from me. I saw that it was already 7 a.m. I had an appointment at 9 a.m. but I really didn't want to leave Pete like this. I knew his mind would go crazy while he was overthinking everything alone in his head.

But I had no choice. I got up and got ready in the bathroom. I got dressed and while I was arranging my hair I heard Venice whining from the baby monitor. I hurriedly switched it off to avoid to wake up Pete. I wanted him to rest. So I went to go to Venice's room quickly.

The little Troublemaker wasn't really happy to see me instead of "Pa'Pete". But that's the way it is, little one. It's never too early to learn that the world doesn't always give you what you want...

Actually, I loved this the little bundle of helplessness. But I felt still insecure to care for a baby and honestly sometimes babies are just annoying and nerve wracking.

But Pete did this all so well. I wasn't sure If I had the right to call myself a father, but as for Pete, he was the best father I could imagine.

"Of course you love Pa'Pete, Venice. I love him too." I said gently while I took him out off his crip. I did all this disgusting diaper stuff and cleaned him. Then I dressed the baby and took him down to the kitchen to feed him. Fortunately he didn't cry or whine at all and just let me care for him.

"You are so nice to me today, Venice. I thank you for that. I didn't sleep tonight..." I talked to Venice like I used to do it to everyone. I disliked this baby language that some people use to talk to him!

Okay, .... maybe I adjusted my voice a little bit to sound mostly calm and gentle...

While I was busy taking care of Venice, Macau came down stairs. The two of us were always early birds even at the weekends. If he could Pete used to sleep long, but since we had Venice he didn't often get a chance to sleep as long as he wanted.

I knew he was tired all the time, but he never complains and always have a smile for me.

"Good morning, Hia. You look dressed official. Do you have an appointment today?" Macau's appearance pulled me out of my thoughts.

"Good morning, Macau. Yes, I will leave soon."

"Is P'Pete still sleeping? Is he sick?" Macau looked at me worriedly.

"No, he is just tired. It was late yesterday. Why do you ask? He likes to sleep long. It doesn't mean he is sick."

"Hahaha, Hia, I asked because you take care of Venice in some of your best clothes. Usually you are not that committed." Macau laughed. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Okay, okay!" He raised his hands in front of his chest. "I will stop. Let me take Venice from you. I will take him to play in his room with me and P'Pete can pick him up when he is awake."

Macau was actually fond of Venice and I was really happy about that. On the one hand it made him happy to spend time caring for his little brother. On the other hand he helped us a lot and gave me more time to spend with Pete alone.

[Note: I am happy about that too, Vegas. My fanfics wouldn't work if Venice would be there all the time. Thx Macau. 🙏 Hehehe...]

We had breakfast together before Macau took Venice to his room and I went back to our bedroom to look after Pete before I would go to work.

He was still completely covered under the blanked. I went to his side of the bed and crouched down. I put my hand on the blanked at the point where I assumed his head.

"Pete? Are you awake?"

"No." I heard his muffled voice replying to me. I had to play a bit unfair to lure him out.

"What's about, Venice? Do you think he is still asleep?"

Pete sat up quickly and pulled the blanked away. "I thought you care for him!? I thought I recognized you switching of the baby monitor!" He was about to stand up.

I put my hand on his shoulder to hold him back. "Yeah, I did. I forgot. He is with Macau right now. You can pick him up when you are ready."

"You asshole!" He shouted at me and turned around. He laid down and covered himself with the blanked again.

"Pete, why are you so angry? Please tell me."

"I am still angry with you about Venice and the bar yesterday. Just go away and leave me alone!" I sighed. I was almost sure that he was lying to me, but I looked at my watch and I didn't have enough time to talk to him properly now...

"Okay, Pete. I am still sorry. I will come home after the appointment immediately as you ordered. I can bring you something to eat. Let's eat together when I am back okay?"

"Vegas, you will be late. Yor appointment is at 9 a.m.! It's almost 8:30 a.m. Hurry up!"

"Okay. See you later. I love you, Pete." I patted the blanked and left the room. Of course he knew that I hat an appointment at 9 a.m. because he helped me at work and knew my schedule by heart. But what me concerned was the fact that he knew what time it was now and he knew that I had switched off the baby monitor. That meant he was already up and hid under the blanked when he heard me coming back.

I really hoped he just needed some time and space to organize his thoughts.

But my heart tightened in fear and worry anyway...

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Pete's POV

I avoided to meet Vegas the whole day. I focused on taking care of Venice. Usually I spend some time with Vegas even if he was busy or when he wasn't working in his office at home we texted or called each other. Sometimes if he had some free time between meetings Venice and I visited him. But today was different.

There was a storm in my head. My mind was spinning and I wasn't sure how I was feeling and what I should think about last night... and about myself.

Venice was in a bad mood today too. He was easily bored and irritated.

He threw tantrums then suddenly laughed again after I calmed him down and a short time later he cried. And all this in an endless loop. It was as if he sensed my inner restlessness and was unsure himself.

The whole jumble of emotions eventually made him tired and I took him to his room so he could take a nap. Since he now slept more deeply when he was alone, I grabbed the baby monitor and left the room after he fell asleep.

I stood in front of Venice's door for a while unsure what to do or where to go. I couldn't go to our room because I wasn't sure if Vegas already returned from his meeting and might was working in his office which was in front of our bedroom.

I couldn't even go for a smoke because I dislike to touch Venice after I smoked and always tried to wash my face and hands and also brush my teeth after I had a cigarette. But of course my tooth brush was in the private bathroom. I would have to pass the office to go there too.

Argh! Damn it!

I ran my hand through my hair until it was all messed up. Then I went to one of the guest rooms and locked the door. I let myself fall down onto the bed and starred at the ceiling.

I didn't wanted to be like that. I was disappointed in myself. All my life I thought I know who I am - what I like and dislike. And I was sure I didn't want to be a person who crawl to anybody's feet. Not even if it's Vegas. I had my pride. I wasn't weak and I didn't want to be oppressed!

I covered my face with my hands. I couldn't tell if I wanted to cry or destroy this damn room in rage!

My body was as tensed as my mind.

What can I do? I have to release that stress or I will burst!

I sat up quickly and crossed my legs. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called Khun-nu Tankuhn.

["Mhm...Ai Pete?"] Khun-nu's voice was tired I looked at the time. It was already one p.m. but I knew he used to sleep long after he went out and yesterday was really eventful.

"Khun-nu! Let's go out together tonight! Let's ask everyone to come with us!"

["Ai Pete?! Is that you?? I thought I wouldn't see you again any time soon..."] Khun-nu was suddenly awake and his voice was cheerful.

"Never mind! What do you say? Let's have some fun after this disappointing outcome of yesterday! Na?"

Tankhun laughed satisfied. ["Alright Pete! Wait, I will turn the speaker on... Ai Pol, Ai Arm call everyone to get themselves ready to party tonight!"] He ordered his bodyguards, then he talked to me again.

["So Ai Pete, where do you want to go? Same place as yesterday? Looking for an alternative? There are plenty of fish in the pond..."] He hesitated and then continued in an annoyed tone.

["Or you want to take your grumpy husband with you?..."]

"No, I won't. Vegas is not allowed to leave the house any time soon. But just let us go to Yok's. Let's revive the old times." I didn't wanted to go to this damn shop from yesterday ever again and I wasn't up to flirt with anybody. I just wanted to run and hide for a while. Release some tension while dancing, singing and drinking with my friends!

I heard Arm's tired voice. [Ai Pete! What's up with you? Aren't you tired? Let's have a break and go out another time. Khun Kinn is still knocked out and I guess Ché and Khun Kim are at war with each other...]

I got annoyed. "Argh! Screw them! Let Khun Kim take care of Khun Kinn and take the others to Yok's Bar no matter what!"

["Ai Pete!"] Khun-nu shouted.

I was startled as I recognized that I completely lost myself in my anger.

"I am sorry, Khun-nu. I-..." I started to apologize but Tankhun interrupted me.

["Amazing! Ai Pete! I appreciate your commitment! I will handle everything and we will pick you up tonight! Arm will send you the details! It will be a night to remember!"]

["But Khun-nu..."] Pol tried to intervene desperately.

["Shut up! I made up my mind!... Ai Pete! You won't regret that! It's gonna be amazing! Stunning! Wait and see!"] Khun-nu ended the call.

I sighed.

I hope you are right, Khun-nu!

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Vegas' POV

[Later that day, at Vegas' office at home]

I sighed. Today had been hard. I sank into my chair and starred at the ceiling. I was stressed out. I had been back at home for hours now but Pete didn't show up. Usually we at least text each other when I am at work outside, but not today. I didn't dare to send him a message.

In the morning he seemed to be so angry...or was he sad? ... or hurt? I still couldn't figure it out. But my mind tried to find an answer and my heart was aching all the time...

I never felt so insecure in my whole life, but I've never had so much to lose either.

Since I arrived at home I wanted to talk to Pete, but he avoided me. So I went to my office and tried to distract myself with work, but I couldn't focus. The meeting today was a mess and I might would loose the customer because I wasn't paying attention to him and was caught up in my own thoughts all the time. But I couldn't care less. All I wanted was talking to Pete and make it up to him.

I got up from my chair several times to search for him but I never left the office though. I didn't want to put pressure on him, because I was afraid that he might would leave or do something rash.

I wondered if what happened right now was just a fight or a really big issue.

Bang!

I startled by the sound of the harshly opened door. I straightened up and saw Pete cross the office and disappear into the bedroom. He didn't even look at me.

But I was relieved to see him. Even if he was mad at me or whatever, I just wanted him to be with me. Would he tell me what's wrong now?

I gathered my courage and followed him to our bedroom.

Pete stood by the closet pulling clothes out of it and throwing them on the bed.

"Pete? What are you doing?" I asked confused and had a bad feeling about his actions.

He looked at me irritated and I was holding my breath. "I'm going to Yok's Bar with Khun-nu and the others tonight. I've already put Venice to sleep. You'll take care of him. Macau is here with a friend if you need help. I warn you! Make an effort and take good care of Venice!" He looked at the clothes on the bed and added in a low voice: "If something is wrong with Venice you can call me and I will come home immediately." He picked up the baby monitor, turned to look at me again and threw it against my chest. I caught it. "But don't you dare to call me for no reason or to fool me!" He grabbed some clothes and a towel and entered the bathroom. I heard the sound of the key turned in the keyhole.

I started breathing again. I didn't even recognized that I had stopped while Storm Pete raged above me.

I wasn't angry or irritated. His behavior didn't annoyed me at all, but I was scared. I didn't know what to do or to say. I looked down at the monitor in my shaking hands. I took a deep breath and went to put the clothes from the bed back in the closet.

My gaze lingered on the drawer with the sex toys. That damn drawer! That damn stuff! I got the trash can from my office and threw everything in it. I closed the drawer harshly and put the trash can back under my desk. I didn't wanted Pete to see that stuff.

I sat on the sofa in my office and checked my phone. I called Porsche. It took some time until he answered.

["You!"] I had assumed that he was mad at me too. After all, I was with his Kinn at that damn place yesterday.

"Hi, Porsche. How is everything." I asked in a casual and friendly tone.

["What the heck do you want, asshole!?"] He hissed angrily.

"I heard you and the others will go out to Yok's today with Pete? I wanted to ask-"

I couldn't finish talking. ["Yeah! Pete will come and have a good time with us after you assholes ruined everything yesterday. Don't you dare ask me to talk him out of it!"]

"No, Porsche! It's not like that! Would you please calm down and listen for one minute. Please!" I pled. I was desperate.

[Fine! You have 60 seconds. I start counting in my head: One...two...]

"Okay! Can you please have an eye on Pete tonight. He is in a really bad mood..."

["Can you blame him for that!?"]

"Porsche, please let me talk."

["25...26..."]

I continued: "Okay. Please just take care of him okay. He seems to be more than angry. Kind of confused and I am afraid he would drink to much and ... I don't know... just look at him from time to time and if there is something wrong please call me okay?"

["Mhm... Do you know the phrase 'Nothing in the world is for free?'"]

"What?"

["What's your offer?"]

"You can have whatever you want. Take everything! I don't care!"

["Oh, you are so serious. Okay. I will tell you the price later. Are you okay with that?"]

"Yeah, fine. Whatever! But promise to take care of Pete!"

[I do! Prepare yourself to pay! ...59...60!] He hung up.

I massaged my temples with my hand. I started to get a headache. But at least Porsche would look after him. I was willing to pay every price.

"If you have a headache take a pill and go to sleep." I took my hand away and looked up to Pete who entered the office. He looked down at me with unidentifiable eyes. Eventually he put his hand on my forehead, but when I went to touch it he hurriedly pulled it away.

"Not hot. I will leave then. Take good care of Venice. Don't wait for me." He didn't look into my eyes while he said that and hurriedly left the office. His voice wasn't as angry as before. It sounded sad and exhausted. And I could feel the wall he had built between us.

I stood up. I wanted to follow him, I wanted to pull him back, I wanted to lock us in and hold him until he looked me in the eye and revealed his feelings!

Eventually I did none of that. The only thing I could do was fall back onto the sofa and bury my face in my hands. I felt tears welling up in my eyes and I let them fall. I hadn't felt this loneliness for a long time.

Pete! Please come back to me...

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Pete's POV

I quickly wiped away my tears wich came up after I left Vegas' office as I rushed down the driveway to Khun-nu's car.

I knew that I hurt Vegas and my heart was burning down in agony and guilt. I knew I acted irrational and unfair, but I couldn't help myself. I was confused and the best shield I could put up was anger.

Khun-nu got off the car and rushed towards me with open arms and a big smile.

"My lost son!" He hugged me tightly. I smiled and hugged him back.

"Let's have a night to remember!" I shouted after he released me, raising my fist in the air.

"Whohooo!!!" Khun-nu raised his arms before he shove me to the car.

I decided to let wave Tankhun pull me with him tonight to the open sea.

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[At Yok's Bar]

Everyone partied hard tonight. I think all of us had something to compensate.

I drank a lot. I tried to forget everything, but I could dance as much as I wanted or sing as loud as I could, there was no escape. My mind came always back to Vegas.

Is he okay? What is he doing? Is he asleep? Is he waiting for me, even if I told him to go to sleep? Maybe he have to comfort Venice if the baby woke up at night. Would he be mad at me or annoyed? Did I overdo? Will he forgive me?

I looked at my shaking hand holding a glass of water which Porsche gave to me because I already drank a lot of alcohol.

Porsche! You Idiot! Who comes to a bar to drink water, huh?!

Nevertheless, I put the glass on and emptied it in one gulp.

"Ai Pete! Let's get out and smoke!" Porsche grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the back exit.

He sat down on the stairs and pulled me down to sit next to him.

"Ouch." When my butt hit the hard stairs I felt the pain in my backside again.

"Hey, what's up, Ai Pete?" Porsche looked at me suspiciously as I rubbed my butt.

"Nothing." I pulled the pack of cigarettes out of my pocket. I gave one to him and took one too. Porsche lit them for us.

"Did you guys overdo it? Hahaha!" He teased.

"Shut up, Ai Porsche!" I hissed angrily. "What do you think?! Did you and Khun Kinn do it yesterday?!"

"Call me old fashioned, but I don't have sex with someone who's unconscious." He said cheerfully but his eyes looked gloomy. I guess he was still mad at Khun Kinn and if I interpreted it cotrectly, he was hurt and insecure as well.

"Screw this motherfuckers! All of them! Who needs lovers when he can have friends? Right, Ai Pete?!"

"..." I had a puff on my cigarette.

"Ai Pete! What kind of friend are you?! Don't let me down, man!" He pushed my shoulder teasingly.

The back exit door were pushed open.

"Porsche! Khun Tankuhn want to order another special drink from you."

"Tell him I will come back when I finished smoking." Porsche replied unenthusiastic.

Yok placed her hands on her hips and hissed angrily: "Go inside before he burns down my bar!"

"Fine!" Porsche rolled his eyes before he reluctantly got up and left. Yok took his place and sat beside me on the stairs.

"Pete, do you have a cigarette for an old friend?" Yok said in a funny tone and blinked at me.

"Sure." I laughed. I gave her a cigarette and lit it for her. I also lit another cigarette for myself.

We puffed a while until Yok started talking again.

"So, Pete. May I ask... What's with that gloomy face?"

"What?" I turned my head to her in surprise.

"You are drinking, singing and dancing as usual, but every time I look at you tonight when you stand alone your eyes look sad and your mind seems to be busy."

"I am fine." I said and I heard the lie from every single word.

"You don't need to tell me, Pete. It's just an offer." Yok said and threw the finished stick away. "I will leave you alone." Yok was about to stand up. I hurriedly hold the pack of cigarettes in front of her. "Do you want another one, Yok?"

She smiled at me and took one. But when I wanted to lit it, she just took the lighter from my hand and held both items in her hand, looking straight ahead.

I cleared my throat.

Now or never!

"Yok? Can I ask you something...ehm...private?" I was nervous. We weren't close but Porsche told me that he already received good advices from Yok. She was experienced and open minded. And she wasn't a judgmental person. In addition, I couldn't talk to anyone else about that matter.

"You ask. I will see If I answer you." She said playfully and kept her gaze at the wall straight ahead.

"Did you ever...did you ever allow someone to do something to you that you didn't wanted?"

"That's easy. No."

I lowered my eyes and folded my hands. I felt stupid.

She smiled and continued. "But what you said is strange. If you really don't want it why do you give the permission?"

"Huh?" I looked at her.

She turned her head to look at me. "You said 'Did you ever allow someone...' That's sounded like permission for me."

I looked at my hands to avoid her gaze. She turned her head back to look straight ahead and continued: "That someone. Did he hurt you?"

"Not sure." I said in a low voice.

"Close your eyes, Pete."

"What? Why? No!" I was startled and confused. What direction took this conversation?

Yok laughed. "Pull yourself together, Pete! You're not my type." Then she turned serious again. "Close your eyes. I want you to answer me honestly."

I in- and exhaled and closed my eyes. I had nothing to lose.

"Did you like it?"

I wanted to shout 'No!', but that wouldn't get me anywhere.

"Not sure." I said instead.

"Did it arouse you?" Yok asked.

"Maybe..."

"But you feel embarrassed? Or you felt forced?"

"Embarrassed." I answered honestly.

"Why?" She asked without judging anything.

"I am not that kind of person." I said hurriedly.

"Mhm, I see... You can open your eyes again, Pete."

I did as she said but I kept my gaze straight ahead. I didn't dare to look at her. I already felt my face flushing.

"Pete, let me tell you something. Your sexual preference is not a character trait.

Some people like to eat fish other preferer meat. Still others like eating all of it or nothing. There are people who could kill you in a heartbeat in their usual life but are very devote when it comes to sex. Other people who are shy and kind in their nature, but they taking command in bed. Sometimes real life and sex life is the same, sometimes it totally different. It depends on the couple.

But you. Who you really are. Has nothing to do with sex."

I wanted to say something, but she raised her hand to stop me from talking.

"And you know what? That's all absolute okay. It's nobody's business. The only person you should confide in is your partner. Because it's important that you both take good care of each other."

"Take care of each other..." I said to myself and lowered my gaze thoughtfully to the ground.

"Yes, that's most important. Some people think that the person who act submissive is oppressed by the dominant person, but if it is a relationship with consent in fact the submissive person holds all the strings."

"What?" I couldn't hold back and turned my head to look at her in amazement.

She looked at me and smiled slightly. "Do you know what a 'safe word' is?"

I nodded.

"If you trust your partner it's your emergency break. The submissive person rules the game. They decide what's okay and when it's enough. And if the dominant person cherishes them, they will never cross the line and there is no danger at all. That's the might and the responsibility of the submissive Person."

"Responsibility?" I frowned. Did I had a responsibility for Vegas?

"Yeah! You have to take care of your partner, too! If you let your partner do something to you that you don't want because you are not honest and doesn't say the safe word you will hurt him. Not only do you betray his trust, you hurt him because you let him do something bad to you while he is not aware of it. You have to protect him as well or he will suffer!"

"Suffer..." My throat tightened. I buried my face in my hands. My heart was aching.

"Pete?" Yok called my name.

"Mhm?" I still buried my face in my hands.

"This conversation will never be heard by anybody else. And I will never ask you about it..." She stood up and put the cigarette and the lighter beside me onto the stairs. "If you go through the alley on our left you will come out onto the street. At this hour there are many taxis. Or you can take a breath and come in so I can give you another drink. It's up to you." She turned to went back inside the bar.

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[The Second Family's House]

I got off the taxi. I paid with my phone, because I left my wallet and my jacket behind at the bar. Somebody will take it and give it to me later. I didn't had time to get it. All I wanted to do is go home. Home to Vegas. Home to my love.

What Yok had said worried me. I had made a bad mistake and only thought of my own insecurity.

Vegas always seemed so confident and determined when it came to sex that I never considered hurting him in any way on that subject.

I always assumed I was in the weaker position and it would be his responsibility to take care. Silly me!

I wanted to apologize and I wanted to make sure that he is okay.

When I entered our bedroom everything was dark. There was only the moonlight breaking trough the windows. Vegas wasn't lying in bed but I saw his head. He sat on the floor on the other side of the bed, his back leaned against it, so I couldn't see his face.

"Vegas?" I asked and approached him slowly. When I stood beside him I saw him sitting on the floor. His legs were set up and his arms rested on them. His head was bowed and his forehead rested on his hands.

"Vegas?" He didn't answered, but I was sure he wasn't sleeping either. I turned on the light on the bedside table and went down to sit in the same position, but my head turned to look at him. I wasn't sure what to do.

I touched his shoulder gently. "Vegas, why are you sitting on the floor in the dark?"

His body started to tremble slightly.

"Pete?" His voice was muffled because he still sat in the same position.

"Yes. What is it, Vegas?" I was so worried.

"Please forgive me, Pete. I don't know what to do or to say that you would forgive me, but I will do everything you ask for. I hate myself. But please...Pete...please don't hate me. Please don't leave me. I can't live without you."

"Vegas." I had a big fat lump in my throat. I pulled his arm to get him out of his position so that he had to turn his body a little more towards me. I cupped his face with my hands and made him face me. He looked at me with sad and weak eyes. I used my thumbs to wipe away his tears but they didn't stop falling.

"I love you, Vegas! I love you so much. Nothing will ever change that and whatever you do I will never leave you. Never! I promise! I am sorry. I am so sorry that I didn't take care of you." I embraced him and he buried his face in my chest. I hugged him so tightly as if I was afraid he would fall apart.

"Pete. You were so mad at me. Did I hurt you? Did I scare or force you? I am sorry."

"No, you didn't hurt me. But I hurt you. I am sorry about that. I didn't care enough about your feelings. I was confused and embarrassed. I didn't know how I should behave. I wasn't mad at you. Not at all. I was mad at myself, because I..." I hesitated, it was so hard to say it, to admit it to myself. "Because I liked it. And I never thought I would feel like that."

Vegas straightened himself up and looked at my face. I used my hands again to wipe his last tears away.

"I love you, Pete. I love you so much. The thought of losing you is killing me."

"I will never leave you. Nothing and nobody can drag me away from you. I love you more than everything else." While I said that I moved my head slowly closer to his face and eventually kissed him. It felt like the most intimate kiss we have ever had. There were so many feelings in this kiss and I could feel like the touch of our lips removed all the tension and sadness of both of us.

Finally I understood that we were already melted together. If I got hurt, Vegas would suffer too and if he got hurt, I would suffer too. So we needed to look after each other as well as after ourselves.

We kissed for a long time and embraced each other even longer afterwards.

After that Vegas stood up and pulled me up as well. I was relieved to see that he was looking much better now. Even though his eyes were a bit red, he looked like himself again. Like my Vegas.

We stood there face to face and holding each other's hands. But I knew what I wanted to do now.

I took off my shirt and let it fall down to the ground. My heart was beating fast. I was nervous. Usually Vegas was the one who took the lead and I liked it. But this time I had to push him a bit. I wanted our bodies to merge like I felt our souls already did.

I unbuttoned his pajama top while he looked at me in surprise. Then I turned to get onto the bed and beckoned him to come over.

"What you are doing?" He frowned.

"Come take off your shirt." I said, smiling at him boldly.

"Pete, you don't have to-" He started but I interrupted him.

"Hey! I'm counting one... tw-...ohiiii" I couldn't finish what I said because Vegas jumped on the bed, pushed me gently down and straddled me. He took my wrists and pinned them down beside my face.

"I love you so much, Pete!" He said with love and burning desire in his eyes. He moved his face closer to mine and I tried to kiss him but he pulled away and his face was out of my reach.

"W-What?" I was confused and my body was already trembling from excitement and desire.

"Will you promise that you never let me hurt you?" Vegas asked concerned.

"I promise. You can do what you want. I will use the safe words if I need it. I promise to be responsible."

"I promise that I will always listen to you. I will never cross your limit." He released my wrists to take off his shirt and throw it away. Then he grabbed my wrists again and kissed me hard. I felt my blood rushing through my head and a tingling sensation all over my body. My cock was already reacting to his touch.

The feeling was so intense that I began to wriggle underneath him. He released his grip to unbuckle my belt. He pulled his face away from mine and used both hands to rip my underwear and pants down in one motion. He kissed and bit my neck and slowly moved down until he reached my chest.

My heartbeat and breathing were so fast like they were racing against each other. I don't know why but It felt as if we had never done this before - like it would be our first time. I longed for him so badly.

I was so excited that I forgot everything around me. I didn't even notice Vegas take off the rest of his clothes. His thick palm stroke up and down my cock.

"Ugh...Vegas...uhm...Vegas..."

He kissed me again and invaded my mouth with his tongue. Our tongues brushed against each other and then twisted around. My left hand grapped Vegas shoulder but my right hand found it's way to his cock and stroke up and down. He flinched but didn't stop kissing me.

Eventually he pulled his face away to look into my eyes. "Pete...I can't hold it if you do this." He said breathlessly.

"Then...ugh...don't hold it!" I said and moved my hand faster. He increased the pace too.

"You...you are incredible...Pete!"

"Vegas..." I looked at his face and he looked at mine. I saw that he was about to climax. His face twisted in pleasure and tension. He looked so sexy. Then he closed his eyes briefly and his cock twitched in my hand. I felt his warm cum flow over my hand and I finally let myself go and came too.

He placed his hands on the bed to support himself and we both tried to catch a breath.

I closed my eyes while Vegas opened the drawer on the bedside table an got the lube and some tissues.

Before he moved on to do what he was up to he kissed me again while he cleaned our sticky hands casually. Then he caressed my cock again. It was already hard again. My body was burning in desire.

Soon he released my cock again and smeared the lube into my rear. He moved his hands over my buttocks and running his fingers firmly along the welts he had inflicted on me yesterday.

I flinched in pain. "Ah! Y-you.. asshole!" I scolded him. But it didn't hurt much. It sent a lightning through my body and my skin tingled immediately.

He chuckled wickedly. Vegas didn't waited another second. He put more lube onto his fingers and thrusted his index finger in my hole at once.

"Ah!... Vegas! Damn it!" I covered my face with my arms.

"Are you okay?" He pulled his finger out and removed my arms to look at my face.

"Y-yeah..." I said low before he kissed me again and stroked my cock. He pulled away and inserted his fingers. He did it slowly this time but he used two. He moved them in and out at the same pace as he caressed my cock. I couldn't hold back my moans.

He eventually pulled his fingers out. He pulled up my legs and parted them. Then he placed his erected cock to enter my body which trembled more intensely in anticipation.

"Push hard." I said without thinking. I had already given myself completely to my desire.

He pushed the head gently inside to make it easier and not to painful that I couldn't take it. Then he thrusted his full length in me in one harsh push.

"Ah!" I screamed loudly and felt some tears coming up. But they were gone as quickly as they came. It wasn't a bad feeling at all. The pain mixed up with my desire and tasted bittersweet. Before Vegas moved on he used his free hand to wipe my tears away and stroke my hair back.

"You can hold on to my shoulders." He suggested softly.

I did as he said and intervened my fingers behind his nape. He started moving and I bit my lower lip. I tried to relax myself and get into the feeling to loose my tension and make it easier for both of us. When he recognized that, he increased the pace of his movements and of his hand which stroked my cock.

"Pete...you are...so hot...you are so cute." Hearing his voice talk to me like that and the intense feeling from his cock moving inside out my hole, I couldn't no longer hold it. My vision turned white and I let it all out.

"Vegas...I love...you." I said breathlessly.

"I love you." He said before he increased the speed once more and thrusted hard and deep. I moved my hands to his shoulders and tried to hold on. My fingernails dug into his skin. I opened my eyes to look at him and he smiled back at me. He moved in and out a few more times before he released as well. I felt his warm cum squirt inside me. He took another tissue to clean his cock and my rear, then he laid down beside me and pulled me into his arms.

I closed my eyes and surrendered completely to his embrace.

After a while he kissed my temples before asked: "How are you? Everything alright?"

"Yeah..." I buried my face in his chest. "Let's stay like this forever."

"We can't."

I hurriedly pulled my face away and looked up to meet his eyes. I frowned at him.

"You will get hungry and eat my hands if we stay like this." He teased and giggled.

I lowered my head again and bit his chest lightly.

"Ooii.." He flinched a bit and looked at me. "You bit me!" He said his voice still cheerful.

"Who wants to eat your hands. Bah!" I pushed his chest gently.

He smiled at me wickedly and I felt an excited tugging in my abdomen.

"You are so naughty!" Vegas said and turned me around. I laid face down and he straddled me from behind.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" I was startled and my heart began to race again. I tried to push myself up but Vegas pressed me down with his weight and his hands on my upper back.

"Isn't that obvious?" He asked blankly. He shoved his right hand under me und placed it on my abdomen to pull my lower body up to my knees. He removed his other hand from my back so I could support myself with my forearms. He grapped my cock which was already all in and hard. The other hand caressed my buttocks.

"I see. I have to work harder to satisfy you properly, my love."

"Vegas!" My face flushed. He bent over me and started to kiss my back while he moved his palm up and down my cock.

I didn't know whether I liked this position or not. I felt so exposed, because I couldn't see what he was doing. My blood rushed through my head and my temples were pounding. I tried to make up my mind, I still wasn't sure. Then Yok's words came into my mind.

If you let your partner do something to you that you don't want because you are not honest and doesn't say the save word you will hurt him.

I closed my eyes and spoke. "Stop! Yellow! I am not sure!"

Vegas released his grip from my cock immediately and straightened up again. I turned around beneath him to lay on my back and look at his face. I in- and exhaled to calm myself down.

"Are you okay, Pete?" Vegas said worriedly and stroke my hair.

"Yeah..." I said breathlessly. "Sorry, I wasn't sure. I couldn't make up my mind."

Vegas bowed down to kiss my cheeks. "Don't worry, Pete. No need to be sorry. You are right, If you are not sure it's a 'no'. I am happy that you told me."

I hugged his neck and pulled him down so that his right and my left ear touched each other.

"Can we just do it face to face today. I am not sure about the future ... but today... let's do it just like usual okay?"

Vegas pulled away to face me. "Sure, I do everything you want, my love." He smiled at me with the tender eyes I loved so much and we kissed passionately.

We had two more rounds before both of us were so exhausted that we fell asleep immediately after Vegas pulled the blanked up to cover us. We slept naked in a tight hug with our limbs intervened.

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Vegas' POV

In the middle of the night I woke up to Pete gently breaking out of my hug. He hurriedly got up and put on his pajamas. I blinked as I dazedly opened my eyes.

"Pete?"

Pete turned around to look at me. "Sorry for waken you up. Venice is whining I will look after him." He bend down and braced himself on the bed to kiss my cheek before he straightened up again and left the room quickly.

I got up as well and put some pajama pants on before I laid down again to wait for Pete to return. It didn't took long until he opened the door and went back to bed. He switched on the baby monitor again before I pulled him in a hug.

"Vegas! You are so touchy." He complained but didn't resist.

"Of course. I want to touch you all the time." I kissed his forehead and his cheeks.

Pete put his forehead down in the crook of my neck and I gently stroke his hair.

"Are you okay now, Pete? How do you feel?" I was still a bit insecure if he felt better now. I didn't wanted to risk that he would driving himself crazy overthinking in his head again.

"..." He hesitated.

"Pete?" I wanted to retract my neck to look at his face but he buried his face deeper in my neck.

"I am okay...but..."

"But?" I asked concerned.

"I want to ask you something, but you have to answer seriously. Don't make fun of me."

"Sure. What is it?"

"Mhm...What do you think about me now? Do you think I am weak? Do you think I am crawling to your feet?" He spoke hastily, as if to say what was bothering him before losing his courage.

His questions surprised me so much that I grabbed his upper arms and shove him back to look into his eyes. Pete gazed away in embarrassment as his face flushed.

"Pete. I would never think about you like that. What makes you think that way?"

I could see how uncomfortable he was. "I'm ashamed..." He said so low that I almost couldn't hear it. I pulled him back into my arms to make it easier for him, so he could rest his face on my chest.

"There is no reason to be ashamed, Pete. I'm not saying that to comfort you, but because it's true. You have had a new experience and are confused about how you reacted to it. Maybe you didn't expect it that way or you didn't want to admit it to yourself, but no matter what you like in bed doesn't say anything about who you are. You are still strong. You are still free and I respect you in every way."

We turned silent for a while.

"I have another question..." Pete mumbled.

"You can ask me as much and whatever you want." I kissed his head.

"Yesterday... what you did. The strap, the handcuffs... Is that what you usually do? What you want?"

"Usually? I can't tell. It depends on the mood. Yesterday it felt right for me and I think you were in the mood too."

"Do you need it? Will you get bored otherwise?"

"I will never get bored of you. I tossed all that stuff from the drawer already. I don't want to push you to do something what makes you feel bad."

Pete backed away and looked at me in confusion. "You tossed it? For... because of me?"

"Yeah." I replied dryly. "Maybe it would have been better not to buy it without your permission in the first place."

"Where did you toss it?"

"Why?"

"Just say."

"In the trash can in the office."

"Mhm... maybe we can see tomorrow if we want to keep anything..." Pete mumbled and hurriedly buried his face in my chest again.

I chuckled softly. "You are really interesting, Pete."

"Maybe!" He looked up and repeated sternly.

I kissed his lips and he kissed me back before he pulled away and hid his face again.

"Vegas." Pete said determined. "How many... how many partners did you slept with before?"

I almost choked on my saliva because I didn't expected his bluntly question.

"Cough cough...! W-what?"

"How many?"

"Pete, don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to. Why do you want to know?"

"I am at a disadvantage. You have a lot of experience... I want to know how far I'm behind..." He mumbled the last sentences.

I smirked. "I can't deny that."

"Vegas!" He pushed me away and turned his back on me. But he let me hug him from behind. I felt his heart beating fast.

"Pete. You assume wrong. Actually I never did it with someone I sincerely love before. You are my first and you will be my last. I love you so much." I kissed his nape. "Please, stop to overthink and stop brooding about unimportant matters."

Pete pressed my arms against his chest as he replied. "So I think there is still a lot to learn for both of us."

I nuzzled behind his ear. "No need to hurry. We have time. But for the future I hope you can trust me more. Please, Pete. Please don't ever be afraid to tell me anything. Give me a chance to be there for you."

"I will try. I am sorry, it's not easy for me...I am not used to confide in someone else. The most time of my life I fought my battles by myself. I never wanted to bother anyone with my problems." He turned around and looked at me uncertainly.

"It's okay, Pete. Take your time. But be aware that your problems are mine too already, because you are mine." We hugged each other tightly.

"That's okay with me." Pete whispered.

After a while I heard Pete breathing softly and regularly as he fell asleep. I was so grateful for this great happiness that was given to me. I vowed to myself to protect my special one no matter what. I inhaled his scent and felt the pleasant warmth of his body until I fell asleep too.

End.

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Thank you for reading. 😊 And never forget nothing is more arousing than sex with consent. 😉 Hope to see you next time.

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Why this fanfic???

When it was mentioned in the novel that Pete is a masochist, I admit I was not fond of it. Not because it would be something bad!!! But it felt like a justification for the rape like "it wasn't that bad bc Pete liked it secretly". I don't know if that is the true intention but I felt like that when reading it...

We didn't only read the story neutral, the story was mostly written from Pete's POV. He was constantly afraid and in pain before this "Coco"-Incident. In my pov he kind of liked it from this point, but he still had no choice to refuse - that means it's no real consent!

Besides, he never liked it "hard" - he liked it when Vegas acted carefully/gentle.

Important: Even in a rape situation the cock can be stimulated. The body is in stress. That doesn't mean the victim likes it!!! Rape has no justification!!! (And yeah, Kinn is for me worse than Vegas because he neither realized nor regretted that he raped Porsche).

This fanfic is different from the VP main story. Most important the safe word! If you like it like this- rough, bdsm whatever you call it. There should be an emergency exit, because so the submissive person can get all in the game and can fight or scream to enjoy themselves.

"No means no" - but here the safe word is the new "no", I hope you understand.

I had a better feeling of the VP relationship after their reconcile through the VIP and Special Chapters. If both love each other and want to have sex that way - why not?

Vegas seems to be dominant anyway - you see it from is other sexual intercourses

As for Pete in the Novel it is mentioned that he hurt himself after the escape to feel nearer to Vegas... That doesn't have to mean he is a masochist. It can also be a release for tension caused by a broken heart. I don't now... Pete could be a masochist or maybe he just like the submissive part when it comes to sex and want Vegas to take the lead. Only the authors know for sure...

For this fanfic I decided that Pete would want it that way. The issue is that he is very prudish and blames himself for doing what he wants (having sex), so I thought about how he would react if Vegas tries to show him this world of pain and pleasure.

I think Vegas had to act like he did. He couldn't just ask Pete, because the latter wouldn't be honest.

This story is another heart project for me like my first ("Return from the hospital"), because I read so many comments here on wattpad where people blame Vegas for taking the lead. Like this "Counting one two...", yeah when Pete was held captive it was a no go for me as well, but now with consent it's absolutely okay for me. The only thing I've been missing is a save word, but I guess the authors don't think so far or think "Vegas will notice if Pete really doesn't want" (?)... - I really don't know!

I hope you understand my intention. Please tell me your opinion if you like, I would like to know what you're thinking. And thanks for reading this long monologue 😊

Take care. See you