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Perspective - Third Person
"It's late. Please stay here tonight, okay, Ae?"
The short sentence from the lady of the house introduced an unexpected element into Pitchaya's bedroom: a tanned football player. At first, he seemed about to refuse, but after some back and forth, he eventually agreed to the elder's suggestion. Now, the young man wearing the room owner's dark pajamas is standing in the middle of the room, buttoning the shirt.
"Can I wear it?" he asks.
"Hmm," Pete responds flatly and then falls silent. Pitchaya seems lost in thought, unable to articulate anything. The reason is quite simple:
"It's strange, isn't it?"
"Damn strange," Ae responds heavily, ruffling his hair to ease the awkwardness.
Just think about it—who would believe he's going to sleep at his partner's house… No, his lover's house, especially since his mother is the one who invited him?
If he were coming as a friend, Ae wouldn't feel awkward about staying overnight at all. However, since his mind is filled with indecent thoughts, the invitation from the elder makes him flinch. It feels worlds apart from staying at the hotel, where no one is watching over them. However, now they are under the same roof as several adults.
He probably can't do anything here.
"Pete."
"Yeah?"
"Does your mom know?" The question makes the listener smile sheepishly and shake his head vigorously.
"I... am not sure. Just now, when I went to shower in Mom's bathroom, she didn't say anything. She just said that if Ae wanted anything, he could get it from the house servants, and... um... to just make himself comfortable."
Earlier, because Ae was showering in his room, Pete decided to use Mom's room, intending to wish her a happy birthday again. However, her smile made him feel shy and speechless.
His Mom just smiled but didn't say what she was thinking. She smiled slightly and asked Ae to... make himself comfortable.
"What does that mean... make myself comfortable?" It seems that Ae is also a little puzzled. Their gazes meet, and they both turn away as if sensing something unspoken that no one would dare to act on.
No, it can't be what I think.
The strong young men quickly dismisses any thoughts that cross their minds while Ae looks at the clock on the wall.
"Ae, are you bored? Do you want to watch something or eat something? I can go get it for you." The way Ae acts makes the listener interpret that he is probably bored, so Pete starts to offer ideas, but the listener shakes his head.
"No, I'm not bored. I just ate a lot earlier. I don't have a black hole for a stomach."
"Really?"
Thus, the handsome gentleman can only say that. Then... the room falls silent.
The silence isn't just due to the nervousness of spending the night at his lover's house for the first time. It is also a slight discomfort as if there are lingering emotions from the unexpected dinner. Ae breaks the awkwardness with a simple statement.
"Let's sleep. I'm tired."
The speaker knows he is lying. Right now, he is more awake than if he had consumed too much caffeine. Still, that makes the listener nod in agreement and start turning off the lights in the room, leaving only a small light by the bedside. He climbs onto the bed, as the guest doesn't intend to get on the bed before the owner.
The two young men tuck themselves under the blanket, but they lay on opposite sides of the bed.
"I'm turning off the lights, okay?"
"Mm." A short response before darkness and silence envelops the entire room.
"Good night."
"Yeah, good night, Ae." The conversation ends, and neither of them moves closer to each other as they did when they were at Pete's dorm. However, who would know that both pairs of eyes remain wide open, staring at the ceiling along with the small sediments stirring in their minds?
[[Translator's Note: The word "ตะกอน" (takorn) literally means sediment in English. Metaphorically, it can also imply a buildup of unresolved thoughts or emotions in a person's mind.]]
They are both wanting to ask but not daring to voice a question.
"Are you still awake?"
In the end, it's the straightforward guy who can't hold back anymore and breaks the silence, making the person lying next to him turn to look. A shake of the head creates a sound as hair brushes against the soft pillow.
That alone is enough to make the one wanting to ask pause slightly, then blurt out, "Do you hate your dad?"
Damn, what the hell am I asking, Ai'Ae thinks.
Inthach feels a bit annoyed with himself since this isn't the question he intended to ask. However, he can't help but think it seems incredibly pathetic to beat around the bush to such an extent.
The listener furrows his brows, pondering something, and before he knows it, the mouth that never—
Swish.
It's another time he hears hair brushing against the pillow, followed by a sad voice.
"No, I've never hated my dad, no matter how much he has hurt my mom. He is still my father, and my mom would never be happy if I hated him." Pete recounts with a sad smile as he thinks of his biological father, who is no longer living in Thailand.
No, it's not that he doesn't want to be there, but staying would only bring about criticism he can't bear.
"You said this house is a ruan hor…"
[[Translator's Note: เรือนหอ (ruan hor), a wedding chamber is a bridal gift and often specifically a home bestowed on the new couple as part of the marriage.]]
"Yes, it used to be a wedding chamber, but now… it's just a consolation prize that my grandmother gave to my mom. I've never talked about it, but I think about it, you know? Everything from my grandmother supporting my mom's hotel to this house and many other things my grandmother has given to my mom... it just makes her feel a little less guilty."
Just listening to Pete, Ae can already guess how his partner is reacting, prompting him to move closer until their shoulders bump together.
"Even if I think that way, I don't hate my dad, Ae. My mom only cried for my dad on the day they divorced. She held me tight, cried for me, and apologized for not giving me a dad like other kids. That day, that was it. After that, she never cried for my dad in front of me again. She always said that life must move forward. Right now, my mom doesn't have a husband, but she has me…"
Grasp.
One warm hand wraps around his white hand, squeezing tightly as if to offer encouragement that makes the speaker smile.
"Don't cry."
"I'm not!"
"Your voice sounds like you're crying."
Pete smiles to himself. He remembers well that someone around here once said they weren't good at comforting crying people, yet that person stayed by the side of the crying person for a long time.
This prompts him to say, "I'm not going to cry… Right now, I have you, Ae. I'm not as weak as I used to be."
Saying this makes him shy, realizing that the strange feeling of discomfort has faded a little as he squeezes Ae's hand in return, moving closer until their shoulders nearly touch, sharing warmth in a room that's cold from the big air conditioner.
"Who knows about this?" Pete frowns slightly but decides to share.
"Just a few people, some close relatives. The outside world only knows that our parents divorced because of family problems." The truth is, his father had an affair with another woman, which seems to leave the listener unsatisfied with the answer, as his thick brows furrow, and he blurts out,
"Delee!?!"
"...Delee? What does Delee have to do with this?" Pete feels his heart drop when he sees his friend's name pulled into the conversation because he's still worried whether Ae... likes Delee or not.
A soft voice that Khun Inthach still does not understand as he asks in a firmer tone, "Does Delee know about your home situation?"
Although surprised, confused, and with a hint of jealousy at Ae talking about another woman right now, Pete simply turns his face away and answers softly, "Yes... Delee knows about our home situation well. Why do you want to know about this, Ae?"
At the end of the sentence, the handsome man asks in a softer voice, which the listener does not notice as he squeezes his hand tighter, causing Pete to frown internally.
Thump, thump
Does Ae like Delee... or what?
"I don't like it."
"Huh?"
Pete turns back again when suddenly Ae seems to answer the question in his mind. He hopes the other party will say he doesn't like Delee, but what he hears is far better than Ae saying he doesn't like Delee a thousand times over.
"I don't like that your friend knows you better than I do."
Pete falls silent. He is not a fool, and the previous sentence can only be interpreted one way... Ae is jealous. This makes his lips curve into a slight smile, but he still isn't comfortable enough to smile widely. He can only turn his body to face the football player, looking through the darkness to see the shimmering eyes staring back at him. This makes the words slip out of his mouth.
"You are jealous, Ae... aren't you?"
"Ha? Me?!" The listener turns sharply, asking in disbelief as Pete nods vigorously.
"Well, Ae talks with Delee so happily, and you haven't liked men before. Besides, Delee is the kind of girl that everyone likes, so I thought..."
Slap.
"Stop all those thoughts, Ai'Khun-chai!" This time, Ae raises his hand to stop him, exclaiming in a firm voice, then slaps his forehead hard with that same hand.
"Wait, when I'm jealous of you, you're jealous of me?"
"And what's wrong with being jealous of your partner?"
It's as if Pete is echoing Ae's words back. He responds in the same way, leaving the listener momentarily stunned. He sees the glimmer in Pete's eyes reflecting the outside light, which seems bolder than ever, looking at him with a desire to connect. Ae finds himself both sighing and shaking his head.
Normally, Pete would feel a bit uneasy, but not this time. He can't help but smile when Ae says...
"It's not wrong, and I don't like your friend."
That's enough to make the little sediment in his heart disappear. His lips curve into a wide smile as he buries his face into the nook of Ae's neck, mumbling softly.
"Ae, I'm so happy that you are jealous of me."
"Can you not say it so loudly? I'm embarrassed enough as it is."
"But I'm happy," Ae glances at the person beside him, realizing how adorable he looks shaking his head, as if to dispel his own embarrassment. He reflects on the jealousy he once thought was ridiculous but is now experiencing himself.
Thump.
"You're teasing me a lot, aren't you!" The shorter figure turns to grab Ai'Khun-Chai's waist tightly, flipping himself on top of Pete, who gasps in surprise. He jolts when sharp teeth nip at his earlobe, almost like a punishment.
"Hey, Ae, don't!" Pete protests verbally, but he laughs at the one who uses his mouth to nibble on his ear, hands locked in a tight embrace as if trying to crush bones, prompting him to push the other away.
"You're having so much fun teasing me."
"I'm not having fun."
"Then why are you grinning so widely?" The listener doesn't realize how wide his smile is, but the observer notices and feels a bit irritated. Pete quickly adds, not wanting to upset his partner, unaware that he is only… Embarrassed!
"But I'm jealous of you, you know? You see? It's the same." Ae glances at the person trying to smile at him and replies in a heavy tone.
"You're clearly enjoying this."
"I'm not, uhmm..." Before he can finish, the one on top kisses him hard, pulling back to say...
"Shut up, I'm going to kiss you."
With that, a heavy kiss presses down again, the tip of a tongue brushing against soft lips, pushing for entry before exploring inside. It renders the recipient weak, as it always does, and he responds with his tongue. The hand that was pushing on the shoulder now wraps around the neck, pulling the one above closer.
"Mmm..." A small moan escapes from both of their lips.
Their hands roam each other's backs, urging the contact to heat up. When Pete lightly strokes the back of Ae's neck, Ae pulls back to gaze at the one beneath him.
Even with only a small light from outside reflecting in the room, he clearly sees Pete's face—breathless, lips wet from the kiss just now, and eyes glimmering with moisture.
He leans down to whisper against his cheek.
"I want to, but I shouldn't do it here."
Yes, this is its house, the house where Pete's mother is sleeping in the next room.
However, Pete's voice responds back. "Go ahead, please do it, Ae."
Two hands tightly wrap around the neck of the football player, pulling him down to whisper softly, causing the listener to clench his fist tightly.
"Wait, you'll hurt. I don't have…"
"You can use lotion instead."
"Are you...?" Khun Inthach can only look down at his partner in disbelief at the one who invited him first.
Then he sees the person quickly raise his hand to cover his face, speaking briefly. "Don't say that... I know I'm being so shameless."
Kiss.
As soon as he finishes speaking, a warm touch brushes against his forehead, accompanied by a hoarse voice that says, "Then I'm even more shameless because just hearing you say that makes me like this."
Like this refers to something hard pressing against Pete's stomach. After that, the warm body pulls away and steps into the bathroom.
"Which lotion is it, Pete?"
The shy person barely manages to answer. Before long, Ae returns with the body lotion that they seem to be using for something else tonight.
Whoosh.
The mattress beside him sinks down, along with the football player who leans in to press his lips against his partner's lips again, and again, and again, until the shy person becomes weak. A large hand slips into his sleep pants to touch the cute part that has become hard. Just the tip of a finger gliding over the soft fabric of the underwear makes Ae smile.
"It's wet already."
"Sob." The listener could only moan in his throat, biting his lip tightly, unable to say anything to the person who has spoken so directly, and is still using his finger to poke the tip hard, causing the person receiving it to twitch, arch his waist, and let out a moan.
"Hey, don't… tease."
"I do not." The words come out, yet the person above still teases the damp, warm rod, lingering from their previous kiss.
He leans down and gently bites one nipple through the pajama shirt, causing the person beneath to flinch and squeeze Ae's shoulder tightly, eliciting a deep, throaty laugh that resonates close to his ear.
Whoosh.
The pajama pants are pulled off along with the underwear. The nightshirt is lifted above the chest while the fingertips move to gently pinch and roll the soft nipples, alternating with stronger pinches.
Pete gasps, feeling the intensity. He can only turn his face away, allowing his partner to do as they please.
"Pete, open your legs a little."
Every time, why does Ae always say things that make me embarrassed?
The thoughts of someone grabbing their knees, spreading them wide apart, with tightly shut eyes. As the thought of the other party watching him crosses his mind, his pale erection grows even harder and wetter. His handsome face flushes a deep red, eyes glistening with moisture, while Ae's hand steadily strokes the length of his body.
"Aaah!" A lover's thumb rubs Pete's back passage, causing the other person to gasp.
Whoosh.
"Ae! I… kk... Ae... Ah..." Pete gasps, as the warm lips close around the center of his body, drawing another throaty moan from him.
One hand clenches the bedsheet, while the other tangles in Ae's dark hair. He pants, sucking in air as if his lungs are on fire, feeling like he might lose himself from the tongue swirling everywhere and the tightly wrapped lips.
The way Pete looks—both adorable and teasing—makes Ae squeeze more lotion onto his palm. He then gently presses a finger to Pete's entrance, slowly pushing it inside, causing Pete to grit his teeth. Even though Pete has been through this many times, it doesn't mean it isn't painful. As the tip of Ae's finger slips inside, Pete's pale body tenses up, shivering as he gasps for breath, his hands gripping tightly onto Ae's dark hair.
"Er... hng... hic..." A raspy voice groans shakily, feeling the pressure of repeated thrusts from behind. The pain gradually fades, leaving only sharp waves of pleasure that intensify with each movement of Ae's fingers. It causes Ai'Khun-chai to speak with a trembling voice.
"Ah…eh…enough…enough…eek… I'm okay."
"Hey you," the listener pulls away from what he is sucking, revealing a string of saliva.
He looks up at the one lying completely drained before moving closer, bodies pressed tightly together as heated skin rubs against each other with every movement.
Then a hoarse voice whispers close to his ear, "Say it again."
Ae is deliberately teasing him, but the embarrassed one still gives in, wrapping his legs around the other's waist.
"Ae... please... come in... come in... hic!"
The large shaft is grasped and rubbed against the entrance before being slowly pushed into the tightness, causing both to moan as a wave of pleasure surges through their bodies. Heavy breathing echoes, just as loudly as the sound of sweat-slicked skin rubbing together.
"You're so tempting!" The young footballer says in a deep voice, but the listener shakes his head hard, twisting his hips back and forth with the heat that is thrusting in so deep… so deep that he can hardly stand it.
"Pah... no... I'm not teasing... Huh... Ae... right there... Ah... there again."
Thud, thud.
"Ah!" The plea resounds as the tip thrusts against the inner pleasure spot, thrusting heavily as if to ask if this is the right place. The answer comes in the form of a trembling moan and a tightening grip inside that nearly drives Ae to clench his jaw tightly.
"Don't squeeze me like that. Otherwise, I... will... um..." He says this while pressing a kiss forcefully against the orange lips.
Simultaneously, his lower body moves closer, unable to resist any longer. At first, it is slow and gentle, but as time passes, it becomes heated and almost burning.
"One more... Can I? I can go harder than this." He does not know if it is because of the location, but Ae exerts himself more than usual.
Ae's large hand pushes one of Pete's legs wide apart. He thrusts his slim waist rapidly, eliciting shaky moans from the person beneath him, who struggles to keep quiet.
"Ikk, uhh... yes, yes... Ae, do it... do it now... Aah!!!" At that moment, the internal pressure intensifies, striking at the sensitive spot and forcing another wave of moans from his lips. His handsome face sways back and forth as his body can no longer withstand the relentless advances of the person above him.
"Cute... damn, you're really fucking cute," a soft curse escapes as Ae shifts position, pushing Pete's legs up high, kneeling on the bed to move closer for better comfort.
"N-no... I can't... Ae... wait... don't yet..."
Puff, puff, puff.
The sound of flesh meeting flesh echoes throughout the spacious bedroom, intensifying their passion to a blaze. The two nearly forget where they are, lost in an embrace that wraps around them like opposing magnets. Their lips lock together as if trying to extinguish the fire, yet it only serves to pour more fuel into the flames.
The bed legs shake with a thud-thud, the fitted sheet crumpled and wrinkled, the blanket thrown to one side. However, the person on the bed remains indifferent.
"W-wait, we're not—Ae, please... ah... h-huh," Pete gasps, biting his lip to stifle his cries as he is thrust into forcefully, reaching the destination in a way that barely grazes the front. He releases a cloudy fluid that stains both their stomachs. In contrast, Ae pulls him in for a kiss, his narrow waist moving closer without pause, and Pete letting out low moans as he finishes. Meanwhile, his backside quivers, driving Ae nearly to madness.
Sigh.
In the moment just before release, Ae still has the presence of mind to pull himself out from the warm passage. With a few more strokes of his hand, he releases a cloudy fluid right at the entrance. His sharp eyes are tightly shut, soaking in the seconds of pleasure that his body receives.
Exhaustion.
Before collapsing into an embrace, wrapping his arms tightly around the white body. "I'm sorry, I don't have a condom," Ae breathes heavily, holding his sweaty romantic partner close, burying his face into the crook of his neck.
Ae feels guilty because the back of Ai'Pete is now soaked with his fluids. "It's... it's okay," Pete murmurs, hugging Ae's waist back as he tries to steady his breathing. In that moment, the one above softly mumbles, "You're making me feel like a loser... damn, it feels like I just snuck in to take someone else's daughter."
Pete hesitates to speak. Right now, he feels like an unknown daughter who has just been snuck into by Ae... and uh... taken.
"But if being a loser feels like this, I'd gladly lose everything." That voice follows, leaving the listener dumbfounded.
"Nowadays, Ae has bad habits." No, Ae had bad habits before they started dating. He never seems to consider how the listener feels when he speaks.
"It's being with you that makes me like this," the speaker refuses to lift his head from the crook of Pete's neck, letting out a soft sigh. He hadn't thought he would go this far, prompting the listener to gently rub his neck. "But I do like people with bad habits," Pete replies immediately, locking eyes with Ae before mumbling.
"Now you really know how to tease me." Saying that, Ae quickly gets up before the next round begins, steps over to grab a piece of tissue to hand to his lover, who is wiping off the fluid stains. He tosses it away carelessly, gets dressed, and then climbs back onto the bed.
Thump..
"Just lie down. We'll wake up again soon."
"It's okay if we wake up," he answers.
That response makes Ae mumble. "That's why I say you really know how to tease me now." He hugs his handsome lover tightly, causing Pete to laugh shyly.
"That's true. It seems like they are developing in a strange way lately," is the final thought of two people who were initially lying on opposite sides of the bed.
But now... their hands have slid together, clasping tightly, and they probably stay like that throughout the night.
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"There, there, it's okay, Gucci. You are going to see the vet soon."
Whimper.
If anyone wonders what Gucci is, the sound it makes should reveal that it is a dog. And if anyone is curious whether it is a famous breed... Gucci has brown fur like a Golden Retriever, cute paws like a Pomeranian, large round eyes like a Chihuahua, but short fur like a Shiba Inu.
And when you combine all that... Gucci is really just a mutt.
Right now, Gucci has their head resting on Khaen's lap, while the almond-eyed guy strokes the dog's head soothingly.
"You are spoiling him too much, Phii. What's wrong with him? He just needs a routine shot," Lemon, sitting in the front seat, says, shaking her head at her brother, who is being overly sweet to the big dog in the backseat.
"I'm not spoiling him! The needle for a dog's shot is this big!" Khaen holds up his index finger to show the size, as his younger sister mutters that he is exaggerating.
But Khaen doesn't care and pats Gucci's head a couple more times.
"Don't worry, Gucci. Phii Khaen is right here with you."
"Ridiculous," comes the muttered response from the front seat, but Khaen ignores his sister and keeps talking to the dog as if it is a three-year-old, making their mother laugh heartily.
"Alright, we are here. Take him out first. Mom will go find a parking spot," their small car signals as it pulls over. The two kids get out of the car, but now, the once calm Gucci suddenly becomes stubborn and refuses to leave.
It is as if he knows he is going to see the vet.
Whimper.
"Get down, Gucci."
Whimper.
"Come on, Gucci. Get down."
Whimper.
"Damn it! Get down already, Ai'Gucci!!!" The football player yanks the collar hard, causing the mixed-breed dog (so mixed it's hard to figure out its lineage) to jump down. Instead of running towards the vet clinic though, the dog bolts in the opposite direction, making Khaen's eyes widen as Lemon raises her hand to her forehead in frustration.
"Shit! Ai'Gucci, come back here!" Khaen yells, but although Gucci glances back, he keeps running, causing Khaen to shout louder.
"Stop right there, Ai'Gucci! Come here now! Don't make me mad, Ai'Khaen will be pissed!" He shouts without caring about who is watching.
His loud voice makes everyone around turn to look, most of them laughing at the guy chasing his dog. However, one person about to unlock their car turns to glare.
Then, when they see the big dog running towards them, they...
Grab.
A large hand catches Gucci's collar just in time without fear of getting bitten, causing Khaen to beam. "Hold onto him, Phii! Don't let him go, he won't bite."
Khaen quickly sprints over to retrieve his dog. However, when the helper looks up, Khaen suddenly wishes that Gucci had been hit by a car instead. (Just kidding, it's only an exaggeration.)
"Is this your dog?"
Damn it! Out of all the people he could run to, he runs to Ai'Tinn, that fucking shit-lizard!
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