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As the rain poured outside, drenching everything, the sound of water hitting the bathroom tiles echoed within. Steam fogged the mirror, but it wasn’t the warm water that turned pale skin bright red—it was the strong hands of someone holding Warain tightly from behind.
“Phîi Payu, I can shower myself,” Rain said.
“Not calling yourself Rain anymore, huh?” Payu teased.
“Ugh, stop touching!” Rain squirmed, mortified, as the larger man whispered in his ear, targeting sensitive spots. Payu’s big hands roamed over Rain’s body without asking if he wanted help showering.
Tyrant!
Rain thought back to being dragged into the house. At first, he was confused, then panicked when pulled into the bedroom. Before he could react, Payu stripped off his shirt, tossing it one way, then forced off his pants, throwing them another. The last barrier—his underwear—Rain resisted fiercely. And when he wouldn’t give in, what did Phîi Payu do?
That big guy hoisted Rain over his shoulder, and this time, instead of spanking him, he yanked Rain’s underwear right off his butt!
Then he dragged Rain into the shower, leading to this moment.
“How am I supposed to wash you if I don’t touch?” Payu asked.
“I can wash myself. You get out!” Rain didn’t understand how coming to share good news turned into being forced to shower together. Payu responded with a deadpan look.
“I’m soaked from the rain. If I don’t shower now, we’ll both get sick,” Payu said.
Rain closed his eyes.
“Then you shower first, and I’ll go after,” Rain said, voice trembling, desperate to cover himself. He tried to bolt from the bathroom, but Payu held his arm firmly, grabbing the showerhead and spraying Rain’s head, forcing him to stay.
“No way. You’re a mess. I don’t know how long you stood in the rain, but you’re drenched. You need to shower and wash your hair properly,” Payu said. As if he needed to worry about Rain now—architecture students were tough, resilient. A little rain wouldn’t faze him.
“I just wanted to tell you the good news quickly,” Rain protested.
“Keep talking, and I’ll do you right here, bloody fucking hell,” Payu muttered.
Rain didn’t catch it clearly—something about “do”—and almost opened his eyes to look, but Payu started scrubbing shampoo into his hair.
“Cough! Phîi Payu, water got in my mouth!” Rain spluttered.
“Then stay still,” Payu said. Rain wanted to argue that letting him shower alone would solve everything, but experience taught him struggling was pointless. Worse, it might lead to something else popping up. So he stood still, hands covering himself, letting Payu do as he pleased. His body burned, heart pounding like it might explode.
In all his life, even at military camp, Rain had never showered naked with anyone. But now…
The smaller figure peeked up, catching a glimpse of Payu’s reflection in the fogged mirror.
Fine, Payu was handsome, but this was the first time Rain saw him fully bare.
Rain didn’t know when Payu found time to work out, but that broad chest packed with muscle, that sculpted stomach, that tapered waist leading to… yeah, that. He didn’t dare look lower. Just the upper body was enough to make his heart stop. Who’d dare look below the navel?
Damn fine body!
Combined with Payu’s sharp face and casually tousled hair… Rain’s heart raced like crazy.
Don’t slick back your hair and smirk like that. My heart can’t take it, Rain thought.
“Ughhh,” he groaned.
“What’s wrong?” Payu asked.
“Nothing!” Rain yelped.
If Rain weren’t covering himself below, he’d have covered his face in embarrassment. Payu was handsome, built, and tall, while Rain? Average face, skinny, short. Who’d confidently bare it all like the guy shampooing his hair?
No, Rain was ordinary, but Payu was shamelessly bold.
And… it felt thrillingly dizzying.
“Head down, eyes closed,” Payu ordered. Rain obeyed, anything to get out of the bathroom faster.
As he lowered his head and shut his eyes, warm water hit his scalp, paired with Payu’s gentle hands, a stark contrast to the screwdriver-wielding mechanic from the garage. But Rain tensed further as Payu’s warm skin brushed against him with every move—an elbow grazing his shoulder, his back burning against… something. He didn’t know what and didn’t dare look.
Grab!
“Ugh! What are you grabbing, Phîi!” Rain yelped.
“How do I wash you if I don’t grab? Stay still,” Payu said. Rain opened his mouth to protest but snapped it shut as Payu lathered soap over him, starting—why?—at his chest. Who starts there?
“Eek!” Rain bit his lip, stifling a sound from escaping. His face flushed as Payu soaped his chest, bubbles forming. His stomach tensed every time Payu’s hands brushed his hardened nipples. His breathing grew heavier, his body hotter, and something that shouldn’t stir began demanding attention.
“Enough! Phîi Payu, stop. I’ll wash myself!” Rain pleaded, grabbing Payu’s hands.
“Why?” Payu asked.
Don’t play with my ear! Rain thought, dodging as Payu’s husky voice whispered too close, his nose brushing Rain’s ear, sending heat through him. And that chest pressing from behind…
“Phîi Payu, I’m not playing. I’m serious,” Rain said, his brain failing, heart racing, body burning until words failed him.
“I’m not playing this time either,” Payu said, nibbling Rain’s ear teasingly.
“Rain,” Payu whispered.
I can’t take it anymore, Rain thought.
Rain clapped his hands over his ears, shaking his head as Payu called his name up close. Was it his imagination, or was Payu’s voice hoarse, pleading, making him tremble?
Someone like Payu, pleading with him?
“Back off, Phîi,” Rain said, turning to face him, wanting to escape the bathroom. But his flushed cheeks, teary eyes, and trembling lips made Payu, who’d been holding back, lean in and crush Rain’s soft lips with his own.
The sudden, searing kiss made Rain’s eyes widen.
“Phîi… mmph…” Rain mumbled.
Payu’s hand gripped Rain’s chin, tilting his face. Rain tried to speak, but it only gave Payu the chance to suck his lower lip hard, kneading it until Rain shivered. A hot tongue slipped into his mouth, chasing and cornering him.
The kiss grew fiercer, leaving Rain dazed.
His hands, meant to push away, gripped Payu’s shoulders. His dodging tongue hesitantly responded. His evading lips parted, letting Payu deepen the kiss until Rain’s hips lifted.
Smack… smack…
The sound of their kisses echoed through the bathroom, wild and consuming, tearing through Rain’s restraint. But Payu didn’t let him collapse easily. He’d pull back, letting Rain gasp for air, then dive back in, repeating until Rain trembled, leaning into Payu’s chest, drained.
I’m exhausted, but something else isn’t, Rain thought.
“Enough…” Rain pushed away with what strength he had, and Payu relented.
“It’s all because of you…” Rain gasped.
“What’s wrong, Rain?” Payu asked, startled, as Rain covered his face with both hands. Payu froze when Rain glanced downward.
At the cute part standing at attention.
“Because of you!” Rain shouted, hiding his embarrassment. But it was too late—his “little son” was fully awake.
Payu paused, then…
Grab!
“Phîi Payu! Let go! No, I’ll fall!” Rain yelped.
Payu turned off the water, pulled Rain into his arms, ignoring his protests, and carried him to the bedroom. He laid Rain on the soft mattress, climbing over him without hesitation. Rain turned his face away, curling up in embarrassment, hands covering his eyes but leaving a gap between his fingers.
A gap wide enough to see something that made him swallow hard.
Payu’s expression, one Rain had never seen.
That sharp face looked wild, savage. His fierce eyes burned like fire, teeth clenched, jaw tight. His usually tied-back hair fell loose around his face, not softening it but making him look stronger, hotter, like a predator ready to crush his prey.
“Phîi… Payu,” Rain called, voice shaky.
Grab!
Payu guided Rain’s hand to the burning part that wanted just as much.
“I’m the same,” Payu said, voice hoarse.
Rain’s eyes widened, trying to pull his hand back, but Payu held firm.
“I… I didn’t come here for this. I just wanted you to know the professor praised me first,” Rain said, trembling as he met Payu’s blazing eyes.
“It’s because you’re so cute like this that I can’t hold back anymore,” Payu said.
Rain finally lowered his other hand from his face.
Payu’s like this because of me? he thought.
“So don’t stop me,” Payu said, his nose grazing Rain’s cheek. “I’m done holding back, dim-wit,” Payu continued, kissing Rain’s cheek hard before returning to his lips.
“Phîi, mmph…” The kiss picked up where it left off in the bathroom, heavy and fiery, stirring the inexperienced Rain’s emotions as his body softened. His hands, once pushing against Payu’s chest, now wrapped around his neck, letting Payu’s larger frame press down completely.
Rain didn’t know why he didn’t resist, but he didn’t want the kiss to end.
Two weeks had taught him he missed Payu like crazy, and now their bodies’ touch replaced words. He didn’t want to think beyond this moment.
“Ahh,” Rain moaned softly, tilting his head to stare at the ceiling as Payu nuzzled his neck. He flinched when Payu’s hot tongue licked his chin, trailing to his collarbone. Payu’s hands roamed Rain’s wet body, uncaring about soaking the bed, kissing his shoulders and biting softly, teasingly.
The caresses turned Rain’s skin pink, sweat beading on his body, his breath scorching, legs kicking against the sheets.
“Eek! Phîi… don’t, no…” Rain gasped.
Desire overwhelmed him as Payu’s lips closed over a pale nipple, licking straight across. Rain shuddered, gripping Payu’s hair, trying to manage the electric sensation. Tears welled as waves hit him.
Payu continued kissing downward—chest, stomach, below the navel. His hands kneaded Rain’s chest, making him shake his head, unable to bear it. Rain moaned uncontrollably, then jolted, eyes wide, trying to pull away as Payu’s tongue grazed his sensitive, aroused part.
“Phîi Payu, don’t… sob… no, I can’t…” Rain pleaded.
Payu didn’t stop, craving more of Rain’s moans. His warm mouth worked until Rain writhed, hands gripping the sheets into wrinkles.
Then Payu spread Rain’s legs.
“No… it’s okay,” Rain stammered, his flushed face panicked. Payu wanted to tease him into melting, but he knew this was Rain’s first time—not just with a man, but even kissing a woman. So he moved up, holding Rain tightly, pressing their bodies close, moving his hips slowly.
“Feels good?” Payu asked.
“Eek, mmph,” Rain panted, trembling as their heated parts rubbed together. He didn’t notice Payu reaching for something in the bedside drawer.
Rip!
“No… Phîi Payu, no!” Rain gasped, trying to squirm away, but Payu’s arms held his waist tight, grinding against Rain’s sensitive part to keep him feeling good. Payu’s other hand gripped Rain’s round backside, fingers brushing the tight entrance before sliding in carefully.
“Ughhh!” Rain cried out, shaking his head.
“It’s okay, hold onto me,” Payu said.
Rain clung to Payu’s neck, feeling the long finger enter, pull out, and push back in. His body burned, breath heaving, but Payu took his time, kissing Rain to keep him grounded, searching for the spot that felt best. When Rain cried out loudly, trembling and unconsciously pushing his hips forward, Payu added a second finger, then a third, letting Rain adjust gradually.
Pull!
“Phîi… Payu,” Rain called, voice trembling sweetly as Payu withdrew his fingers. Rain collapsed onto the mattress, exhausted, gazing up with half-open eyes.
He watched Payu tear open a condom packet with his mouth, slicking back his hair roughly, making Rain shiver with a thrill in his stomach. Unable to bear the sight, Rain watched as Payu climbed over him again, not for foreplay this time but the real thing, making Rain’s eyes widen.
“Phîi… it hurts! It hurts, I’m hurting, sob…” Rain cried.
Amid Rain’s gasping sobs, Payu stayed calm, holding the boy clawing his back desperately. He kissed Rain’s swollen lips, staying still to let him adjust, then began moving slowly, watching Rain flinch with each thrust of the heated length into his softness.
“Phîi Payu, kiss…” Rain sobbed, pleading.
Payu indulged him, their kisses echoing through the room. His hands caressed Rain’s sweaty skin, moving harder, more intensely.
Gasp!
As Rain’s pained cries turned to pleasure, Payu thrust relentlessly, the sound of flesh against flesh filling the room, mingling with their heavy breathing.
“Phîi Payu… sob… ahh… haa…” Rain moaned.
“Good boy,” Payu said.
The room’s temperature soared, the bedframe creaking against the floor, telling of their passion.
Grab!
“Ah! Phîi Payu!” Rain yelped as Payu pulled him onto his lap, kissing his red lips, guiding his hips to move in a rough rhythm. Rain spread his legs wide, burying his face in Payu’s broad shoulder, moaning desperately.
He was drowning in the pleasure being fed to him.
“Rain,” Payu called.
Rain’s teary eyes looked up.
“You’re my Mia now,” Payu whispered in a strong voice, making Rain cling tighter.
“Say it,” Payu urged.
“Ah!” Rain gasped as Payu suddenly stopped, leaving him teetering on the edge. He couldn’t believe it, meeting Payu’s wicked smile—his sharp face sweaty, eyes fierce, hair falling sexily over his cheeks. But Rain had no time to think as Payu started to pull away.
“Phîi Payu, don’t stop, please!” Rain begged.
“Say it first,” Payu said.
“No… Phîi, don’t tease, I can’t…” Rain pleaded.
“No words, no continuing,” Payu said.
“Hic! You psycho!” Rain punched Payu’s shoulder, tears threatening to spill, pleading with his eyes. But Payu repeated in that husky voice, “Say it, Rain. You’re my Mia now.”
“N-no…” Rain stammered.
Payu gripped Rain’s sensitive part tightly, making him squirm.
“I… hic… I’m your Mia now… please, don’t tease, I can’t take it,” Rain pleaded, burying his face in Payu’s shoulder.
Kiss!
“Good boy,” Payu said, rewarding him with a hard kiss on the cheek.
Payu pushed Rain back onto the mattress, gazing into his sweet, glistening eyes. He lifted Rain’s hips and thrust forward, releasing them both from torment. Their moans filled the room, blending with the sound of their bodies moving together.
“You’re mine now,” Payu repeated, ensuring Rain remembered.
Rain could only call Payu’s name, pressing into the warm embrace he trusted.
This wasn’t just circumstance. Maybe Rain had “accidentally fallen” for this sharp-tongued but kind-hearted man.
***
Creak, creak, creak.
In the chaotic bedroom, like a battlefield, Rain slowly opened his eyes hours after their “battle of love.” An annoying scraping came from under the clothes scattered by the bed. Squinting against the light, he couldn’t recall where he was until he moved.
“Ow!” Rain yelped, clutching his hips as pain shot through him.
He lay still for minutes, realizing… It’s done.
Yeah, I’m done. Payu did me, Rain thought.
He covered his face, mouth open in a silent scream, kicking the bed to vent his embarrassment, but stopped as pain flared. His mind replayed the fresh events—bathroom, bed, Payu washing him again, drying him, and back to the bed.
He hated to admit it, but… I consented, Khrap.
If it was forced, he wouldn’t have ended up back in bed!
Lowering his hands, Rain looked for the culprit but found an empty room. He wasn’t upset that Payu vanished post-deed, but he needed a moment to process losing his virginity—and not the front, but… the back.
“A real man doesn’t just give in!” Rain declared, ignoring his state. He’d liked women before; he needed time to adjust. He pushed aside the fact that he pursued Payu, knowing this could happen, though not so soon.
Regret? No. Hesitation? Some.
He’d planned to make Payu fall for him, then ditch him to prove he could win. But now, that plan was gone. Two weeks without Payu had him aching, wanting to share good news first. Letting things go this far made it clear.
If Rain truly resisted, he’d have punched Payu, not moaned and said, “I’m your Mia, Khrap.”
“Ugh, so embarrassing!” Rain groaned.
He was starting to accept it, but the embarrassment was overwhelming. Just thinking about what he did and said made facing Payu impossible. Payu would tease him for sure. Rain jumped up, gathered his clothes, and dressed quickly, finding the source of his waking.
Eight missed calls from Máa.
“Crap!” Rain exclaimed, realizing he forgot to tell home he wouldn’t return. He’d meant to share the good news and go home, not stay over. In that moment, who could think straight? Thank goodness Payu remembered the condom.
Rain hurriedly called home, met with Máa’s sharp voice.
[“If you’re not coming home, why didn’t you call? Máa was worried sick!”]
His parents didn’t mind him staying out—during project season, he often crashed at Sky’s dorm—but he had to tell them so they wouldn’t wait or worry. Now, Rain apologized softly, saying he was at a senior’s place and would return soon, feeling guilty as he glanced at the bed.
What do I do, Máa? Your baby got done, Rain thought.
He stuffed his phone in his pocket, looking for Payu. Sneaking out of the bedroom, he froze at a slightly open door.
This room was far messier than the bedroom.
Rain realized this was Payu’s workspace.
Payu, wearing only pajama pants, sat at a large desk, engrossed in computer data, not hearing Rain emerge. Rain hesitated about saying goodbye, but seeing Payu’s back… he stepped back and bolted downstairs as fast as his body allowed.
Did I do that? Rain thought.
Payu’s broad back was covered in scratches and bite marks, clearly Rain’s doing.
“Hold onto me tight.”
“If it hurts, scratch me.”
Payu’s deep voice echoed in Rain’s head, but above all…
“You’re my Mia now.”
The clear declaration rang endlessly in Rain’s mind, like a fever. He shook his head, rushed out, and drove off, hoping to regroup. He completely forgot they… hadn’t settled things.
If Rain knew fleeing without a word would anger someone, he’d have stayed in bed, covers neat, eyes wide, whining pitifully, waiting for breakfast in bed. But since Warain didn’t know, he’d face the storm that would follow him home.
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