Word count for Chapter: 1,971 ((Edited: 8.28.2025))
Work count for Story: 1,971
Genre: Omegaverse Au based off KinnPorsche: Thai BL Drama
A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children, one of whom has special needs, and the other loves everyone. I started a Patreon, and I would be grateful if you donated to help me make ends meet while I am out of work.
This is the very first story I wrote. I posted it here in July 2023, but I have now edited it and finally decided to add it to my library. I hope you enjoy it. I only have two chapters written so far, but I may get back into it... once I am healed up from my hospitalization and almost dying at the start of August 2024.
Each chapter starts with a definition. (thought it would be cool) 💜💜💜
Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This chapter does have guns, violence, Alpha, and motorcycles.
Library of LdySmFrst / Reciprocal Synergy Master List
hi·er·ar·chy
/ˈhī(ə)ˌrärkē/
noun
A system or organization in which people or groups are ranked one above the other according to status or authority.
Hierarchy is everywhere and in everything.
From birth, children are subject to their elders; in schooling, students are subject to teachers who are subject to administration.
At work, new hires are typically at the bottom of the totem pole, followed by leads or supervisors, and above them are managers and directors. At the top, you have CEOs and owners. Everyone on the planet should abide by all variations of hierarchies because that is how society has grown and functions, albeit not perfectly.
However, an internal hierarchy also comes into play when humans are between 15 and 18 years old, presenting as Alpha, Beta, or Omega. The physical, mental, and emotional changes that occur would tip the scales and disrupt everyone's checks and balances. At the beginning of this new era, none of the other hierarchies in play could hold because the instincts were too strong and uncontrollable.
Luckily, times have progressed. There have been rights movements, laws enacted, and general manners taught to all. Now, Omegas can hold positions of power, and Alphas can be the homemakers of the family.
Then you have the scarce and highly respected ones that remain human and never present. They are considered the gemstones or purity markers and are coveted, albeit in a negative sense.
That is where you will find my name, Anikinn Theerapanyakun, in the books. Next to it, Gender class: N/A, human. Status: Second Child of the Main family, named Heir to the family business.
Once it was clear that my elder brother, Thankhun—Beta, was not of sound mind after being kidnapped, and my youngest brother, Kimhandt—Alpha, left the family to follow a music career, I was the best and only choice to take over as the leader of the strongest Mafia in Thailand.
When I never presented a second gender, it was seen by many as an auspicious sign that someone so rare should be the one to take over. The transition should have been smooth and accepted, but that hardly happens in my world.
To prove that I was the best choice, aside from my sub-gender rarity, I efficiently managed to turn a higher profit from our “trades” than my father had during his entire reign, which earned respect from many of those who served the family. Those who didn’t show proper respect were given reasons to fear disrespecting me as the new head of the family.
Some attempted to tell me that I needed to be protected by someone with the sub-gender of an Alpha. Both Alpha men and women came begging my father to mate me off just because I was only a human.
It didn’t stop there.
We even got a few offers to mate from the desperate Omegas who sought to make a name for themselves by bagging one of Thailand’s top 10 most eligible bachelors. However, there is still unrest among some of the leading mafia families in and around Thailand, and taking a mate would be used against me. So I don’t, trying to avoid any more weakness in my image.
I'm not saying that I don’t dabble in the pretty boy now and again, but nothing committed, always paid for, and no kissing is ever allowed. I have been burned once, a long time ago, by someone who wanted to mate with me. Someone I almost gave my heart and soul to.
“Damn Italians! Always trying to show that they only follow my Alphahole of a father!”
“Khun Kinn, we need to get you out of here,” Big, my head of security detail, yells at me over the gunfire and motorcycle engines as we run down the alleyway. Ducking, shooting back, trying not to fall, and not knowing where we are going or where the hell my security team is.
“Ahh!!” Big screams, gripping his arm, “Go on, Khun Kinn. I will try to hold them off here. Pete says they are close. Keep your phone on you, Khun Kinn. Don’t worry, Arm will trace it, and I will always find you, Boss.”
Big directs me as the bullets stop flying for a few moments and then shoves me down an alleyway filled with neon lights, smelling of piss, vomit, and booze. Many don’t know this, but just because you are the Head of the family, it doesn't mean you scoff at the orders of others, especially in situations like this. I trust my team as much as allowed in my world and take off looking for any entrance—the need to get inside without being seen becomes my driving force.
Why is every street either filled with people, way too dark to see what or who is lurking, or seemingly with no way out?
I look down another alleyway, and I hear music playing!! Thankfully, there must be a club or bar nearby, which means they will have a loading dock or patio where I can gain entry. Following the music, I hear the shouts and pounding feet behind me, catching up.
Suddenly, the narrow alleyway opens to precisely what I thought it would be: a loading area, but it's not empty. Even with my impending death following behind me, my breath catches at the sight of a gorgeous, well-toned man leaning against the wall smoking.
“I need your help!” I demand, startling the man as my pursuers bust through the alleyway opening behind me. Quickly, I made my way to stand next to the man, “Aren’t you going to help me?”
After taking a glance at the low-life thugs that are squaring off with us and a cursory head-to-toe spine-tingling look at me, the man smiles cheekily and simply says, “$50,000.”
“Excuse me?!?” I question as my world stumbles at the notion of someone not jumping at my beck and call.
“You want my help? It's gonna cost $50K. Take it or leave it,” the man states over his shoulder as he puts out his smoke, rolls his defined shoulders, and cracks his neck. “Do we have a deal?”
Looking back at the Italian thugs as they start to fan around us, blocking the entrance we used, I nod my head and agree, “Deal.”
That is when the world seemed to slow down. Without breaking a sweat, the man lays out all three of my pursuers, then smiles at me, baring his elongated K-9s.
This man is an Alpha, and I just received protection with a price.
I hope he sticks to the money and is not hoping for anything more because I am not an Omega and will not bow down to another Alphahole.
Slowly, albeit smugly, he walks up to me. He is getting ready to say something, but a flash of silver over his shoulder pulls my attention behind him, where one of the thugs struggling to stand is getting prepared to shoot him. Without any thought, just instinct, I pull the man towards me and cover him. A deep, rumbling growl emits from the man I am now hunched over, protecting.
Why the hell am I protecting him now?
He is the one getting paid to protect me from this shit. Before another thought can form, the man tugs on my arm and pulls me through what I assume is a bar, or maybe a nightclub, and out the front. He hops on an older, slightly beat-up motorcycle.
All I can do is stare.
Why is that so hot-looking right now?
I am trying not to get shot, and here I am, trying not to drool at the sight of a slightly sweaty unknown Alpha with well-toned muscles, tight black pants, and straddling a cheap-ass motorcycle.
BANG BANG
“Fuck, dude! Get on!” The man yells at me again, his voice now tinged with a growl, and starts the motorcycle up.
Quickly following his orders, for nooooo reason other than to save my ass, I hop on his bike, and off we go. The sudden jerk of the motorcycle startles me, and I grab onto the man's waist to avoid falling off. Zig-zagging through traffic, time passes, and the speed slows down, but my grip on the man stays the same.
Who can blame me, right?
He is a friendly, solid, warm, burning wood-scented man driving, and I am a passenger. If anyone asks, it was for safety reasons. Once we knew the coast was clear and we were no longer in danger, the man pulled into a filling station, and I got off.
“Thank you for your help,” I say while attempting to collect some resemblance of decorum with “windblown hair” and an “after being chased” disheveled suit.
Silence.
No, you are welcome, or no problem– just silence.
Looking up, I see the Alpha look at me with piercing eyes, as if he expects me to pull a stunt or KowTow.
“What is your name? I need to know for the gift baskets,” I ask, which only gets me a smirk as he slowly stands up and walks toward me, his gaze unyielding.
“$50,000,” he says in a colder tone, losing some of that growling fight or flight feeling.
“Oh, that is right,” I feel sheepish for forgetting myself at the moment, not because he looks stunning with his exposed forehead and canine dimpling his lower lip. “I don’t carry a wallet on me. Give me your name and phone number so I can wire it to you?”
“Oh yes, here you go. I will surely give a man I know nothing about, who has no scent, and who used me to avoid being killed by who knows who, my number so that his henchmen can come to find me and silence me in my sleep,” he smugly and growly informs me, placing his hands on his hips. “I think not.”
The only thought passing through my mind is ‘I wonder how his hips would feel in my hands or his hand holding my hips instead.”
He steps close enough to me without me noticing, while I am blatantly staring at said man's hips, that a warm puff of air smelling of burning wood like a fireplace is blown on my face. Snapping me out of what can only be explained as a temporary loss of consciousness and not horny teenage-like daydreams. I realize the Alpha is so close that a quick breath and a small lean would be all it would take to…
DAMN IT, KINN!
Think with your brain, not your balls.
Sneering at the closeness in proximity and taking a step back, the man takes me in one more time. Running his tongue along his teeth, his eyes light up, and with speed only Alphas possess, he has my left arm in his hand and is grabbing my watch.
“This will do. I'm sure it's worth enough. You can borrow money for a pay phone,” he arrogantly says, stepping back. The Alpha then mounts the motorcycle, slips on the watch, and starts the engine up.
Before I knew it, a panic started to make a pit in my stomach.
He is leaving!
He can’t go!
“Wait!” I yell, startling him. “Your name at least? So I can pray for blessings upon you for helping me?” I question, taking a step forward, praying that Arm and Big arrive before he leaves.
After a sideways glance and a fake smile, "Jom, my name is Jom,” he says as he rides off.
Arm, my tech geek bodyguard, is talented, but I hope he is good enough to find this Alpha Jom. He has my favorite watch, and I should give him the money out of proper etiquette, but the pit in my hand just doubled in size at the thought of never finding him again. I swear it is just about good business and nothing more… is nothing more… it shouldn’t be anything more... Right?
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Porsche, Omega Kinn, Trope Inversion, Organized Crime, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Blood and Violence, power struggles between factions, at least one (1) hostile takeover, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Switching, References to Drugs, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Torture, Waterboarding, Murder, very brief mention of suicide, Sparring, Blow Jobs, Kinn and Porsche’s canonical horniness for each other, Fluff, no beta we die like Big and Ken, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Intersex Characters, mentions of mpreg, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Cunnilingus, Vibrators, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Naked Cuddling, Consent is Sexy, Enthusiastic Consent, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, none of the sexy tags apply to kimchay pls chay is a bb, Hand Feeding, Barebacking, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Plug, Comeplay, light frottage, Courting Rituals, Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Phone Sex, Body Worship, Rimming, Come Sharing, Collars, Porsche in a collar and a diamond encrusted body chain bc he deserves nothing less
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Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Porsche, Omega Kinn, Trope Inversion, Organized Crime, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Blood and Violence, power struggles between factions, at least one (1) hostile takeover, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Switching, References to Drugs, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Torture, Waterboarding, Murder, very brief mention of suicide, Sparring, Blow Jobs, Kinn and Porsche’s canonical horniness for each other, Fluff, no beta we die like Big and Ken, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Intersex Characters, mentions of mpreg, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Cunnilingus, Vibrators, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Naked Cuddling, Consent is Sexy, Enthusiastic Consent, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, none of the sexy tags apply to kimchay pls chay is a bb, Hand Feeding, Barebacking, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Plug, Comeplay, light frottage, Courting Rituals, Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Phone Sex, Body Worship, Rimming, Come Sharing, Collars, Porsche in a collar and a diamond encrusted body chain bc he deserves nothing less
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Story Summary: One does not become the only omega among the heirs of the Thai underworld without knowing how to take what he wants.
Chapter Summary:
noun. one of the chessmen of least value having the power to move only forward ordinarily one square at a time, to capture only diagonally forward, and to be promoted to any piece except a king upon reaching the eighth rank
verb. to deposit in pledge or as security, especially in exchange for money
Relationships: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat/Kinn Anakinn, Theerapanyakun, Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat & Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Porsche Pachara Kittisawat & Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat, Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat/Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun, Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham/Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun, implied VegasPete but idk if I'm feeling up to fleshing it out
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Porsche, Omega Kinn, Trope Inversion, Organized Crime, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Blood and Violence, power struggles between factions, at least one (1) hostile takeover, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Switching, References to Drugs, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Torture, Waterboarding, Murder, very brief mention of suicide, Sparring, Blow Jobs, Kinn and Porsche’s canonical horniness for each other, Fluff, no beta we die like Big and Ken, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Intersex Characters, mentions of mpreg, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Cunnilingus, Vibrators, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Naked Cuddling, Consent is Sexy, Enthusiastic Consent, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, none of the sexy tags apply to kimchay pls chay is a bb, Hand Feeding, Barebacking, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Plug, Comeplay, light frottage, Courting Rituals, Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Phone Sex, Body Worship, Rimming, Come Sharing, Collars, Porsche in a collar and a diamond encrusted body chain bc he deserves nothing less
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Story Summary: One does not become the only omega among the heirs of the Thai underworld without knowing how to take what he wants.
Chapter Summary:
The underworld is lawless but it does live by a few universal principles that everyone tries to adhere to so that they can maintain a semblance of peace. One could say this is the closest they've ever come to honor among thieves.
Among these principles is a saying that has been around for as long as even the oldest living members of the underworld can remember: Conflict with blood should be resolved by blood.
Relationships: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat/Kinn Anakinn, Theerapanyakun, Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat & Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Porsche Pachara Kittisawat & Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat, Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat/Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun, Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham/Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun, implied VegasPete but idk if I’m feeling up to fleshing it out
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Porsche, Omega Kinn, Trope Inversion, Organized Crime, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Blood and Violence, power struggles between factions, at least one (1) hostile takeover, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Switching, References to Drugs, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Torture, Waterboarding, Murder, very brief mention of suicide, Sparring, Blow Jobs, Kinn and Porsche’s canonical horniness for each other, Fluff, no beta we die like Big and Ken, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Intersex Characters, mentions of mpreg, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Cunnilingus, Vibrators, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Naked Cuddling, Consent is Sexy, Enthusiastic Consent, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, none of the sexy tags apply to kimchay pls chay is a bb, Hand Feeding, Barebacking, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Plug, Comeplay, light frottage, Courting Rituals, Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Phone Sex, Body Worship, Rimming, Come Sharing, Collars, Porsche in a collar and a diamond encrusted body chain bc he deserves nothing less
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Porsche, Omega Kinn, Trope Inversion, Organized Crime, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Blood and Violence, power struggles between factions, at least one (1) hostile takeover, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Switching, References to Drugs, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Torture, Waterboarding, Murder, very brief mention of suicide, Sparring, Blow Jobs, Kinn and Porsche’s canonical horniness for each other, Fluff, no beta we die like Big and Ken, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Intersex Characters, mentions of mpreg, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Cunnilingus, Vibrators, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Naked Cuddling, Consent is Sexy, Enthusiastic Consent, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, none of the sexy tags apply to kimchay pls chay is a bb, Hand Feeding, Barebacking, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Plug, Comeplay, light frottage, Courting Rituals, Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Phone Sex, Body Worship, Rimming, Come Sharing, Collars, Porsche in a collar and a diamond encrusted body chain bc he deserves nothing less
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Porsche, Omega Kinn, Trope Inversion, Organized Crime, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Blood and Violence, power struggles between factions, at least one (1) hostile takeover, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Switching, References to Drugs, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Torture, Waterboarding, Murder, very brief mention of suicide, Sparring, Blow Jobs, Kinn and Porsche’s canonical horniness for each other, Fluff, no beta we die like Big and Ken, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Intersex Characters, mentions of mpreg, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Cunnilingus, Vibrators, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Naked Cuddling, Consent is Sexy, Enthusiastic Consent, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, none of the sexy tags apply to kimchay pls chay is a bb, Hand Feeding, Barebacking, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Plug, Comeplay, light frottage, Courting Rituals, Hurt/Comfort
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Story Summary: One does not become the only omega among the heirs of the Thai underworld without knowing how to take what he wants.
Chapter Summary: Trying to get Vegas to talk goes about just as well as expected.
Relationships: Porsche Pachara Kittisawat/Kinn Anakinn, Theerapanyakun, Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat & Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakun, Porsche Pachara Kittisawat & Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat, Porsché Pichaya Kittisawat/Kim Khimhant Theerapanyakun, Pete Phongsakorn Saengtham/Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakun, VERY MINOR VEGASPETE FOR NOW BTW LIKE IT'S THERE MAYBE IF U TILT UR HEAD AND HOLD THE FIC UNDER A LIGHT
Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Porsche, Omega Kinn, Trope Inversion, Organized Crime, Morally Ambiguous Characters, Blood and Violence, power struggles between factions, at least one (1) hostile takeover, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Switching, References to Drugs, Implied/Referenced Underage Prostitution, Torture, Waterboarding, Murder, very brief mention of suicide, Sparring, Blow Jobs, Kinn and Porsche’s canonical horniness for each other, Fluff, no beta we die like Big and Ken, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Intersex Characters, mentions of mpreg, Knotting, Breeding Kink, Cunnilingus, Vibrators, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Naked Cuddling, Consent is Sexy, Enthusiastic Consent, Getting Together, Developing Relationship, none of the sexy tags apply to kimchay pls chay is a bb, Hand Feeding, Barebacking, Semi-Public Sex, Anal Plug, Comeplay, light frottage, Courting Rituals, Hurt/Comfort, Dirty Talk, Phone Sex, Body Worship, Rimming, Come Sharing, Collars, Porsche in a collar and a diamond encrusted body chain bc he deserves nothing less
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
