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“Anything I can help with today? Chop wood, cut paper, tape stuff… I can do it all,” Phai said.
“Then shut your mouth,” Sky replied.
“Nah, I’d rather Sky shut it for me with his lips.”
Phai didn’t care if anyone called him shameless, knowing he was flaunting all nine tails today.
It was a weekend, and after days apart—Sky brushing him off, saying no need to meet—Phai couldn’t resist his longing. He showed up anyway, timing it for the afternoon so Sky could sleep in. He’d slipped a bribe under the table, got a gate pass from Sister Joy, and knocked on Sky’s door. The moment they met, Phai didn’t ask about meals or sleep; he eagerly offered his help, ready to serve.
No big reward needed. Just one deep kiss would thrill him.
Sky saw through him, knowing what he wanted. But Phai, slick as an eel, always slid through.
Sky rolled his eyes, cheeks flushing red, while Phai wanted to flip him over and dive in.
Ugh! One kiss and I’m thinking low again. But it’s tempting!
Phai noticed Sky’s outfits were too enticing in that room. Last time, a thin sleep shirt; lately, tank tops. Maybe it was the heat, or for comfort, but the glimpse of skin made Phai’s heart race. Today’s tank had wide armholes, revealing too much when Sky raised his arms.
Sure, Sky’s not teasing. Others wouldn’t think twice. But I’m the one thinking.
“I don’t need help today, but…” Sky trailed off, hesitating.
“What? I can do anything,” Phai offered eagerly.
Sky smirked coolly. “Anything, huh?”
Gulp!
Well, not anything, but…
Phai saw Sky’s widening grin, a mischievous glint like that night he’d banished Phai to the floor. It felt challenging. Despite knowing better than to agree blindly, Phai sighed.
Fine, he’d give in.
“Anything for Sky,” he teased lightly. Sky pursed his lips, then resumed his calm smirk, better than the guilty, sulky look from before. Phai was fine being teased, thinking Sky was hiding embarrassment.
“Clean the bathroom.”
“What?!”
“You heard me. Clean my bathroom,” Sky repeated ruthlessly, adding, “If you can’t, no worries. Just go home. I’m cleaning my room today, and you’re too big, getting in the way.”
Was Phai imagining it, or was Sky blatantly chasing him out? He’d thought Sky was okay with him coming over. Last time, Sky had eagerly opened the door. Maybe he’d been too shy then, and now he was fighting back?
Phai narrowed his eyes, but Sky didn’t seem to be joking, even moving to open the door.
“Fine, I’ll clean it,” Phai conceded.
Abroad, he’d done everything himself, but back in Thailand, he swore he’d live like a lord with help. Yet here he was, rolling up sleeves and pants, grabbing a brush, facing a task he’d avoided. Was he giving in to Sky too much? Seeing Sky’s shocked expression—clearly not expecting him to do it—Phai pushed on.
Whatever. Helping with work got me a kiss. Cleaning a bathroom might get more than a peck.
Phai poured water and cleaner, scrubbing thoroughly, while Sky watched from the doorway.
“I think going home’s easier. For just someone I slept with once, I’d walk away,” Sky said.
Phai pointed the brush at him, grinning. “Sky’s not just a one-night fling anymore. I’m not easy to chase off.”
Sky froze, biting his lip, visibly uncomfortable. But Phai wasn’t just flirting. A mere fling wouldn’t get Lord Phai cleaning bathrooms. If Sky wasn’t special, he’d have bolted long ago. But being close, seeing Sky’s vulnerable side, made Phai want to protect him—enough to do anything.
Sky stood stunned, probably not expecting Phai to be so hard to shake. Then he tilted his chin up.
“Then make it spotless, Phai. Heard you can do anything.” He sashayed to the bed.
That little devil!
Phai channeled his frustration into scrubbing, not tackling the youth who couldn’t drive him away and resorted to teasing. The more Sky tried to push him out, the closer Phai felt. Close enough to scare Sky?
But I should be the scared one, wondering what’s next today.
Hours later, Phai realized his fears were real. Instead of cutting paper hunched over, he was cleaning the bathroom, balcony, sweeping, and wiping whatever Sky commanded. Sky didn’t do chores or homework. Maybe he’d finished early or saved work to boss Phai later? The slender figure lounged on the bed, reading comics, occasionally glancing over to say…
“Wipe behind the cabinet, too.”
What could Phai do but climb a chair to clean? It was oddly fun—not a sudden love for cleaning, but Sky’s leg-wiggling on the bed, teasing him. Those short shorts rode up to reveal pale, plump thighs and the edge of light-colored underwear.
Whoosh!
Caught staring, Sky lowered his legs, turned away, ears red, barking to cover embarrassment, “Don’t forget to sort my books by volume number.”
“Yes, dear,” Phai teased.
“I’m not your Mia. When you’re done, clean under my desk, too. It’s been messy forever.”
Phai glanced at the oddly cluttered desk. Before, it was piled with papers Sky guarded, likely work. Today, crumpled paper balls and jumbled comics seemed deliberately messy.
Phai stifled a laugh, hearing Sky’s soft voice follow, “If it’s too much, just go home.” Sky peeked with a guilty look every time he thought Phai wasn’t looking.
Sky’s efforts were futile. If Phai was just playing, he’d have left long ago—not nursing Sky, worrying, buying food, or cutting paper. If Sky was testing sincerity, Phai was touched.
And thinking how someone who hates owing others might repay… Damn, I’m pumped!
By sunset, Sky’s room sparkled like someone just moved in. Sky’s face, however, grew puffier, sitting cross-legged, watching his makeshift servant with irritation, confusion, and mostly unease. Finally, Sky blurted out, unable to hold back.
“I’m not worth all this. You can give up.”
“No way. Sky’s worth more than he thinks. I’m pricey, so Sky’s even pricier,” Phai replied. Sky bit his lip, speechless, then asked bluntly, “When will you get bored of me?”
Phai turned, seeing the guarded Sky’s confused eyes. He stepped close, gently touching Sky’s soft cheek, loving that Sky didn’t pull away—maybe getting used to his touch. Then he answered honestly, “Want the truth or sweet talk?”
“Have I ever asked for sweet talk?” Phai laughed; he loved Sky’s bluntness.
“Alright, truth: I don’t know, Sky. I won’t know until it happens. But right now, I’m not bored. I have fun with you, doing things I’ve never done. I’ve never even cared for my sick sibling like I do for you. That’s how much you matter.”
“But someday you’ll get bored,” Sky blurted.
Phai’s smile faded, eyes narrowing, catching something. “What’s Sky scared of?”
Sky snapped his mouth shut, turning away, but Phai gently nudged his face back.
Phai was right—Sky had been hurt, making him wary of opening up. It was messy, but Phai was willing to take it on, unlike his usual self. Seeing Sky’s confused eyes, he wanted to ease them; seeing fear, he wanted to hold and comfort him, saying, “It’s okay, good boy. I’ll never abandon you.”
Suddenly, a thought hit, making Phai frown, nearly staggering with its force.
Âi'Phai, how much do you like this guy?
But the giant had no time to dwell, as Sky pulled his hand away and did something shocking, swiftly stripping off his tank top.
Sky looked up, eyes resolute, saying, “Fine, I give in.”
Not stopping there, Sky grabbed his pants’ waistband, starting to pull them down until Phai grabbed both hands.
“Whoa! Hold up! What’s that mean?” Regaining composure, Phai’s voice deepened, gripping Sky’s wrists tightly. Sky met his gaze, those deer-like black eyes unreadable, voice serious.
“I give in. I won’t stop you.”
“Wait, Sky. I didn’t do all this just to sleep with you. Okay, don’t look at me like that. Yes, at first, I came for that. But not now. I come because I miss you. For repayment, just a small kiss. Or, okay, tasting all of you would be great. Ugh, I sound awful. But I don’t just want your body anymore. I just…”
Smack!
“Mmph!” Phai, rambling unlike himself, trying to explain, was cut off as Sky lunged, pulling his neck down, sealing his lips with the kiss Phai craved. Not a quick peck, but a fierce, grinding kiss, making the confident man groan helplessly.
Phai grabbed Sky’s soft waist, holding tight. The warm lips met his with equal fire, responding to the soft tongue teasing his lips adorably. He sucked hard, swirling around plush lips, chasing back into Sky’s wet mouth, tongues melding. Sky moaned in his throat, hands clutching Phai’s shirt tightly.
Finally satisfied, Phai pulled back slightly, locking eyes, hearing words that set him ablaze, “Shut up and take me.”
Thud!
No one could stay calm after that!
So, the tall man pushed Sky onto the freshly made bed, straddling him expertly. Playful eyes burned with desire—hot, fierce, full of need. Seeing Sky’s consenting expression and hearing that challenging tone, nothing could stop him after four months of wanting.
“You sure?” But the tiger, ready to pounce, still asked in a deep voice. Sky reached up, touching his cheek.
“Or what, you don’t want me?”
That moment, Phai grinned wickedly, trailing knuckles from shoulder to chest, watching Sky’s goosebumps rise while he held a calm gaze. Phai leaned down, kissing those vibrant lips hard.
“I want you,” Phai kissed from lips to cheek, ear, nibbling softly, making Sky flinch, then said, “But I want all of you—body and heart.”
“I don’t…” Sky started.
“Shh.” Phai touched Sky’s lips before he could refuse, eyes fixed on the pretty mouth, rubbing it firmly, pressing the lower lip to reveal a slight part. His sharp eyes gleamed, licking his own lips, then leaning back to kiss again.
Starting soft, the kisses grew hotter, the sound of shared saliva echoing through the room.
“Huff, huff, mmph.”
Phai let Sky breathe, then dove to the fragrant neck, kissing hard, sucking soft skin until Sky squirmed beneath, body trembling more. It confirmed how sensitive Sky’s body was.
“Mmm!” Sky turned his face away as Phai licked down to his shoulder. Hands roamed the warm body—sides, waist, hips—then squeezed the firm backside. His warm mouth worked expertly, sliding lower, covering a nipple, biting gently.
Gasp!
Sky’s slender frame shuddered, making Phai smile smugly.
“Like it when I do this, huh? Phew!” Hot breath blew on the nipple, hardening it further. Phai sucked hard, Sky arching like a drawn bow, grabbing Phai’s hair tightly. Phai’s hand teased the other nipple, a light pinch making Sky writhe more.
“You just playing with… my chest?” Sky panted.
Phai chuckled. “I can play here, too.”
Smack!
“Eek!”
“Whoa, already wet!” Phai’s hand gripped the hard bulge below, glancing down to see a damp spot on Sky’s pants. His sharp eyes flared as Sky covered his face with one hand.
“Don’t talk so much,” Sky said.
“Not taking care of yourself?” Instead of quietly continuing, Phai leaned to Sky’s ear, whispering low and husky, pulling the cute part from Sky’s pants, gripping it, stroking slowly. Sky clutched his hair tighter, the visible cheek showing clear pleasure.
“Come on, didn’t think of me and relieve yourself?” Phai teased, realizing Sky’s ear was another weak spot.
“Don’t… mess with my ear,” Sky protested, but it only spurred Phai. He licked along the ear, sucking the soft lobe hard, not letting Sky turn away, while stroking faster. Sky bit his lip, trying to stifle moans.
“No, let me hear you,” Phai urged.
“Mmm, you’re… sick…”
“Yeah, I’m sick,” Phai agreed, grinning, back soaked with sweat. Heat surged below, but he kept rubbing the cute part firmly, watching Sky’s wide eyes, moaning uncontrollably, hips moving against his hand, face twisted in pleasure. Sky covered his face with both hands, body twitching, nearing the edge.
Smack!
“Ah! Phai, l-let… go!”
Suddenly, Phai pinned both hands above Sky’s head, pressing them into the pillow, revealing a flushed face, half-closed eyes glistening with emotion, swollen lips trembling. Phai couldn’t resist licking along Sky’s throat, over his Adam’s apple, drawing a shaky moan.
His other hand kept stroking firmly. Sky was close, and Phai wanted to see the blissful face caused by his hands.
“More…”
“What’s that?” Phai pulled back from Sky’s neck, watching the trembling lips, nearly exploding when Sky whispered shakily, “Harder… do me harder.”
Good Lord! Where’d he learn to tease like that?
Zip, zip, zip!
“Ah! Aah, ngh, n-no, mmph!”
Phai meant to tease more but sped up his strokes, eyes locked on Sky’s usually composed face, now overflowing with emotion. Glistening eyes, sweat-soaked face, lips moaning shakily as thick heat spilled over Phai’s hand.
Sky collapsed, panting heavily, while Phai battled his thoughts.
Go for it, Phai. Strip those pants, claim that body… but I want more than just his body.
Two voices clashed in his head, and he growled softly.
“Bathroom!”
Smack!
Before Phai could leave as planned, Sky, hands free, grabbed his shirt, eyes questioning.
“Why?”
“To prove I don’t just want your body,” Phai said calmly, though his lower half was ready to burst. Sky, sweaty and messy, only fueled his desire. But instead of appreciating the words, Sky gripped Phai’s shirt tighter, pulling off his pants with the other hand.
Gulp!
“Uh…” Even with his resolve, Phai swallowed hard. Sky turned toward the headboard. Sorry, but that arched backside revealed everything: perfect hips, soft cheeks, and a tight, pulsing passage.
“Sky,” Phai warned in a low voice. But the seemingly harmless Sky reached into a drawer under the bed, bending over, showing it all.
Easy, little Phai, no need to swell like a giant yet!
Soon, a condom box was tossed up, followed by lube. Sky didn’t hesitate, pouring liquid onto his hand, reaching back, sliding fingers in slowly but skillfully.
It happened in seconds but tortured Phai like an eternity.
“Damn it!”
Phai cursed, grabbed the lube, poured it on his hand, resolve crumbling. He pulled Sky’s hand away, sliding his own fingers into the tight, hot passage, feeling it grip, craving to replace them with something else.
“Mmm!”
Sky gripped the headboard, arching, moaning willingly. The slick, hot, gripping inside made Phai move faster, the trembling moans growing louder, matching his own near-mad desire.
“Phai… come on,” Sky urged.
Let me die!
Thrust!
“Ugh, ha, aah, ahh!” No second prompt needed. Phai freed his fully aroused self, slipped on a condom quickly, and plunged into the softness almost instantly. Amid Sky’s near-screaming cries, Phai used his last restraint to pause, letting Sky adjust. But Sky, knees braced, hands on the headboard, moved his hips slowly, drawing Phai in, utterly teasing.
“I’m not hurt… come on,” Sky said.
“If you can’t walk tomorrow, don’t blame me!” Phai leaned down, kissing Sky’s nape hard, biting deep, growling against hot skin. He thrust into the heat, and soon Sky trembled entirely as Phai hit the sensitive spot.
Smack!
“Ngh, deep, Phai, it’s deep!”
Phai grabbed both shoulders with one hand, leaving Sky on his knees. Sky gripped Phai’s arm for support, turning a flushed face for a searing kiss, confessing everything. How could Phai stay calm?
Phai thrust harder, fiercer, marking Sky’s neck red, squeezing a soft nipple, stroking the cute part in sync.
“Phai… more, harder,” Sky urged.
Last time nearly drove him mad; now, hearing “Phai” felt damn good.
Phai pushed Sky’s upper body down to the bed, but didn’t act immediately. He flipped Sky onto his back, pulling his hips close skillfully. Sky moaned, almost sobbing, looking up at the tall man brushing sweat-soaked hair back, revealing fierce, wild eyes.
“Sorry, I can’t hold back anymore.”
At Phai’s words, Sky nearly screamed with pleasure as Phai thrust again, harder, the bed’s legs hitting the floor, mingling with the lewd sound of flesh on flesh—wet, friction-filled. Sky clung to Phai’s strong neck, wrapping legs around his waist, moving together.
Sky was close.
“Phai, please… please!” Sky whispered urgently, shaking his head as pleasure flashed behind his eyes. Clearer liquid spilled across their stomachs, Sky’s body twitching as he felt Phai’s intense heat inside.
Amid their heavy panting, Sky murmured, “Please.”
“Please what?” Phai asked, voice deep. Sky tightened his arms around Phai’s neck, voice breaking like he might cry.
“Please… get bored of me soon.”
Phai stared, smiling faintly, replying only…
“Is that so?”
“Mhm.”
But Phai said no more, just kissed Sky’s lips hard. He wouldn’t admit he wasn’t just far from bored. He was head over heels. Falling for the boy who said to get bored but whose pleading eyes gripped Phai’s heart entirely.
Those eyes were truly saying, Please, don’t ever get bored.
The desperate gaze made Phai hold Sky even tighter.
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