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As sunlight spread across the sky, a young man who had slept soundly all night opened his eyes. He raised his hands to rub his eyes, opening his mouth in a wide yawn. Then, he sat up and stretched lazily, causing the thick, soft comforter to slip from his chest down to his waist, revealing a fair chest adorned with numerous bruises. Particularly, bite marks here and there, indicating that last night had been quite intense.
That girl was such a dim-wit for letting someone like Phîi Sǐndhu slip through her fingers.
Plêrng told himself that. Because even though Phîi Sǐndhu had said to wait for him to get better for a day or two first, come Friday evening, the man whom everyone might see as a herbivore transformed into the most decisive carnivore. Phîi carried him in a 'monkey carrying a melon' pose from the front of the room entrance and dumped him on the sofa, and bloody fucking hell! It was truly brilliant.
Really. If you don't believe it, go look at the condition of the sofa outside. And then we continued in the bedroom again.
He suspected Phîi Sǐndhu had been repressed for a long time, always thinking 'must not have sex, might hurt the other person'. Once relieved, with the burden gone, thinking that Âi'Plêrng could take it, Senior here went all out, my goodness! As for Âi'Plêrng, well, he moaned like crazy, of course. Just ask.
It felt good, like, good. That's all I can really say.
The thoughts of the person laughing happily, not ashamed in the least about the many love marks on his body. Furthermore, he felt refreshed and comfortable, having released all fluids until he felt light and empty.
Can we do this again tonight?
The rhino laughed giggly, and that called the room's owner, who was outside, to peek in and look.
"Are you awake already, Nông Plêrng?"
Phîi Sǐndhu smiled widely, but the gaze that lowered to look at his chest...
It was as hot as a fire-year, sizzling indeed.
"Another round?" Práo Plêrng therefore asked with a provoking smile, almost shaking the blanket off and spreading his legs wide to show him. But the large-built person pulled his gaze up to look at his face first.
"Let's go eat breakfast first. It's better that way. So you'll have strength."
Wow, Phô Sinthu has developed, wôoi! Not a single word of refusal.
The little-one laughed happily, willing to temporarily abandon his plan for a wrestling match in the morning. He looked at the tall figure who had already showered and was in homewear, walking over to sit down on the bed. Then the person who once said three months before holding hands, reached out his hand to gently tuck Nông's messy hair behind his ear, then leaned in to press on the tip of his nose.
"I'm sorry. Last night I made Plêrng cry a lot."
The still reddish nose tip was good evidence left behind. But...
"Crying is good. It means it was very good, Khrap," the little-one said without any shame, which Phîi Sǐndhu seemed somewhat accustomed to already, as he moved from the nose tip to press on his cheek instead. Then he inhaled his body scent into his lungs until the person who was completely exposed started to feel insecure, gently pushing against the broad chest and trying to ask in a teasing voice.
"Well? Smelling Plêrng's facial mask?"
"Facial mask?"
Phîi Sǐndhu pulled back a little, asking back confusedly, and that made Plêrng laugh.
"Well, they say protein is good for the skin, right? Last night, Phîi Sǐndhu released protein all over Plêrng's face. Plêrng was a special formula mask. So Plêrng asked, do you like your own scent, Khrap? You were smelling it a lot."
Ooh, Phîi Sǐndhu, bloody fuck, was stunned, wôoi!
The speaker himself started to feel embarrassed now, because Phîi Sǐndhu looked down at the target of his pants, alternating with looking at his face to ask if they were talking about the same protein, until Práo Plêrng nodded vigorously, confirming that Phîi hadn't misinterpreted. Which made the large-built person not know whether to laugh, but after a moment, he shook his head.
"When Nông Plêrng was asleep, I wiped your face and body for you, Khrap. There shouldn't be any scent left now."
"What a pity."
"It is a pity. Because Plêrng likes... to eat." There was no way he would leave an opening, as the horny person licked his own lips immediately, which made the large-built person quickly move.
"Don't tease me, Khrap. Otherwise, we won't get out of bed all morning. Nông Plêrng knows that..."
"Phîi Sǐndhu has intense sex."
The listener was stunned, but Plêrng thought it was the most straightforward definition.
"Well... yes, I guess. So don't tease. I made breakfast. Go take a shower." But Phîi Sǐndhu was still the Phîi Sǐndhu who was bloody fucking attentive, because the tall figure stroked his hair once more and made to pull back to continue preparing breakfast, but was stopped because Plêrng quickly grabbed his sleeve first, looked up into his eyes, and said in a pleading voice.
"Phîi Sǐndhu, Plêrng can't get up."
There, the listener turned sharply immediately, and Plêrng raised both hands, saying with droopy eyes.
"Carry Plêrng to take a shower, please."
He continued pleading even though he already knew the large-built man wouldn't refuse, but the little-one still couldn't resist adding a...
"Please, Khrap."
Smack
No need to add more, Phîi Sǐndhu moved in, slotting under his knees and under his armpits, carrying him straight to the bathroom without needing to be told twice. His ears were reddish, causing the person looking to laugh out loud, raising his hands to wrap around his strong neck gratefully, telling himself that pleading like this wasn't to act like they were romantic partners or anything, it was just to make Phîi Sǐndhu completely infatuated so he could have him easily, without the trouble of having to seduce him.
And also... has he gotten hotter, wá?
Phîi Sǐndhu was still wearing the same old glasses, same face, same hairstyle, hadn't gone for a haircut. But Práo Plêrng couldn't help feeling that the man with the cheesy, plain name looked so much hotter now. Especially when he turned to smile at him and asked in a pleasant voice...
"Then, can you manage to shower?"
Of course, at this level, after going at it all night he could still get up. Showering by himself was child's play. But the person who said having a romantic partner who doted on him was annoying said at full volume.
"Waaah, Plêrng can't manage to shower. Shower for me, please."
Then he sent a pleading smile. Just this, and he had someone to shower for him already.
A manner that if his friends saw, they would call him a rhino. But Plêrng would also answer fully and clearly that...
I ((Kuu)have been a rhino for a long time, Wá!
Now that he had a romantic partner, he asked to be a rhino with his own romantic partner to the fullest.
Plêrng felt quite sorry that he didn't get 'damaged' in the bathroom.
A moment ago, even though it was close, when he told Phîi Sǐndhu to please wash the inside for him, which was a request that might sound excessive, and probably no one would do it. However, Phîi Sǐndhu was more than willing. And that long finger was way too good. When it probed and scooped, Âi'Plêrng here trembled all over, hugged the other's neck tightly, making Phîi Sǐndhu completely wet, until he had to shower again... but nothing more happened than that.
The young man just learned that he also enjoyed showering with Phîi Sǐndhu.
It took a good long while before they came out of the bathroom, so Phîi Sǐndhu had to reheat the soup again.
The breakfast made Plêrng's eyes go wide, because he didn't know when the large-built man found the time to prepare it. Both the delicious-looking corn soup ready to be served, eaten with crispy, oily, salty cheese bread, and a large bowl of egg salad. It made the starving person eat it all up without leaving anything. The person who made it also smiled widely, happily.
"Plêrng hasn't eaten breakfast like this in a long time, Phîi Sǐndhu."
Of course, just waking up in time for class was hard enough.
"Then I'll make it for you to eat again. Breakfast is important, Khrap. You have to eat it no matter what."
"Well, before, someone around here gave Plêrng bread and then would skip breakfast himself." Plêrng couldn't resist teasing, until Phîi Sǐndhu's ears turned red again. And the person whose mouth said breakfast was important said...
"Well, Nông Plêrng is more important."
Even the brazen-faced person himself curled up in embarrassment.
"I think I should go wash the dishes."
"Later, I will wash them for you," Phîi Sǐndhu also quickly stood up, but Práo Plêrng shook his head sharply.
"No, Senior. Senior cooked. I have to be the one to wash. I won't let Phîi Sǐndhu do it alone. That would be taking advantage, terrible." As Phraophana had once said, even though Práo Plêrng had a personality that liked to play around, at his core he was a likable person. Otherwise, how could he be loved by the senior and junior friends in the faculty? And one of those reasons was that Âi'Plêrng never took advantage of anyone.
These days, that's why Phént himself was willing to come make food for him to eat, because in the end, there would always be someone to wash up. "Phîi Sǐndhu, go sit comfortably. This will be finished in just a moment," Plêrng said with a wide smile, then grabbed the plates and bowls, walking briskly to the sink, making the large-built person stare after him dumbfounded.
"No need to look like that, Phîi Sǐndhu. After eating, I have strength. No need to plead for Phîi Sǐndhu to carry me." The person washing dishes with his back turned knew he had given himself away, but it was okay. Believe that if he said he couldn't walk, someone would carry him anyway. The soft laughter that sounded from behind made him unable to stop a wide smile.
"Then, I'll leave it to you."
"Rest assured, Khrap, Khrap."
Plêrng accepted firmly and set to work on his own task. Soon, every plate and bowl was washed and placed upside down neatly. When he turned the other way, he saw the large-built person sitting reading a book on the sofa, his face looking as serious as if he were reading a textbook, until he couldn't resist tiptoeing behind him.
Hey!
Snatch
"Phîi Sǐndhu must not hold to the principle of three months to hold hands, six months to get together again, okay?"
What, is that book on being a gentleman still around? Didn't he destroy it? The little-one thought while trying to pull the book out of his hand, but Phîi Sǐndhu held it tighter.
"I just want to finish reading the volume, that's all." Plêrng narrowed his eyes to look, and was relieved to see Phîi Sǐndhu nod, confirming that he wasn't going to go back to acting like the month before, so the little-one felt a bit reassured. Then he moved to lie flat on the sofa. Not lying on his back, though, but lying on his stomach.
"Is Nông Plêrng going to sleep, Khrap?"
Phîi Sǐndhu lowered his hand from the book. Of course, because now the little-one had moved to lie on his chest just like that, resting his chin on his shoulder, looking up at the pair of sharp eyes behind thick-framed glasses that obscured his bright eyes. Like this, if he could continue reading, he'd be more than human.
"Mmm, getting sleepy again."
"Going to sleep here?"
"Yeees. Phîi Sǐndhu's chest is warm."
What? He used to say Phîi Sǐndhu's chest was hard, better to use a pillow? Who said that? No way.
Plêrng brushed away the chaotic thoughts in his head and then pressed his cheek against the chest, liking the sound of the heartbeat that was so loud it was like a drum roll. A rhythm that before, he used to find annoying when a bedmate pulled him to their chest, but listening to Phîi Sǐndhu's chest, it was like a lullaby.
"Then sleep properly."
Grab
The large-built person exerted a pull at once, and Plêrng's body dropped to lie flat on the broad chest. As for Sǐndhu himself, he shifted to lie flat to become a mattress for the teasing youth, which was a position that made Plêrng smile brightly, raising both legs to cross and kick up and down in the air in a good mood.
"Then Phîi Sǐndhu isn't reading anymore, right? Come play with Plêrng instead."
Plêrng didn't really intend to hook his fingers on the edge of his pants.
Well, if you have something good with you, you have to use it to the fullest.
"You can read. Like this."
Suddenly, one large hand pulled Plêrng's head to press his cheek against the chest again. Then Phîi Sǐndhu pulled a cushion to prop his own head up so it was raised from the sofa cushion. The other hand held the book with one hand, becoming a posture where Plêrng got to lie as his heart desired, and Phîi Sǐndhu could read without hindrance.
Am I ((Kuu) acting too attached to Phîi Sǐndhu, wá?
"Phîi Sǐndhu, is it not heavy, Senior?"
"No. Nông Plêrng is light as a feather."
"And are you not annoyed, Khrap?"
Having someone lie on your chest while reading must be something very throw-worthy. But the bespectacled young man lowered his gaze to look, gave him a smile, the hand that was placed, slipping into the soft hair, stroking gently, and said in a warm tone.
"No. I am someone who likes to hug a pillow."
"But Plêrng is not a pillow," the likable person argued, which made Phîi Sǐndhu laugh with a soft, warm sound that made him unable to help feeling shy.
"It feels better to hug than one."
"Ewwww."
That was it, the rhino who couldn't be rhino-like quickly turned his cheek away in the other direction, his two hands sliding to hug the slender waist, feeling unbelievably good even if he just became a pillow. Furthermore, he reminded himself not to forget to get rid of the pillows in Phîi Sǐndhu's room, because letting him hug him instead... It was really good.
At this time, if you asked Plêrng if he knew he was swallowing his own saliva with almost every word, he did know. So he had to change the question to, did he care... When did someone like Âi'Plêrng ever care about anything?
Since he liked being like this now, there was no problem at all, right?
***
"Sorry, Phîi Sǐndhu, did it hurt just now?"
Even though Plêrng wanted to lounge in Phîi Sǐndhu's room for a while, when he turned to look out the window and saw the university uniform of the large-built man hanging out to dry, the small figure almost jumped up immediately, his bird-wit remembering that he hadn't done this week's laundry yet. Until he jabbed his elbow down onto Phîi Sǐndhu's waist, causing that area to feel a pang, making his eyes open wide, rolling off to lift the other's shirt and rub his belly softly.
Phîi Sǐndhu didn't say anything about it either, and even came down to help him do laundry, mind you.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, Khrap."
The firm belly, the speaker said while lifting the t-shirt he was wearing to show, but Plêrng couldn't help looking at the muscles.
"Should Plêrng lick it for you?"
"Huh?"
"Oh, well, isn't it that when you have a wound, you need saliva to help? So Plêrng will lick it as an atonement." The horny person, was there any way he wouldn't know that besides making the wound dirty, it might make it worse? But Phîi Sǐndhu's wound was just a bruise, not an open wound. Licking or sucking a little wouldn't be a problem, right?
While the tall person burst out laughing.
"Weren't you going to do laundry?"
"Then we can do laundry first, then treat the wound later," Plêrng said in a teasing voice, while stuffing clothes into the machine, his mouth also chattering.
"Usually, Plêrng doesn't let it accumulate like this, you know. But because I've been busy lately, that's why I haven't done laundry at all. This month I've hardly gone home either. Mâe is starting to complain too. Also, I haven't seen Uncle for two or three months." He wouldn't say out loud that the 'busy' he meant was chasing after Phîi Sǐndhu, that's all.
"Is Nông Plêrng close with your Uncle, Khrap?"
"Very, very, very much, Khrap. Much more than with Phô and Mâe. But I'm close with my siblings too. Plêrng has an Phîi and a Nông. Their names are Phîi Phai and Jae Phán. And Phîi Sǐndhu?" Plêrng just remembered too, that besides knowing Phîi Sǐndhu was a close friend of Drew's since high school, he didn't really know much else.
"I have one older sister, Khrap. Right now, she's studying for her Master's in Germany."
"Amazing. The whole house is full of talented people."
"Don't know if we're talented or not," Phîi Sǐndhu laughed, until Plêrng wrinkled his nose.
"See, talented people always like to say things like this. Plêrng's Nông, she studies so well, I don't really want to praise her, but she's beautiful, tall too, just like a model. And when anyone praises her, she always likes to say... 'I'm not that pretty,' 'I'm not that good,' 'It's ordinary.'" Plêrng roasted his sister with amusement mixed with affection.
"Then that means all the siblings in the house are good-looking." Phîi Sǐndhu might have said it without thinking, but the listener thought, wôoi!
Is this praising that I (Kuu) am cute?
"Well, maybe. Phîi Phai, Plêrng's Phîi, has the darkest skin in the house. So he gives a sharp, intense feeling. Very big-built. Plêrng here becomes a dwarf by comparison. When I was little, I was even teased that the older and younger siblings were all tall, and Plêrng was the illegitimate child because I'm the shortest in the house." Phîi Sǐndhu listened quietly, attentively, his face looking more and more serious.
"Why is Phîi Sǐndhu making a face like that?"
"I was just thinking about how to make Plêrng's family like me."
"Why do they have to like you?"
The person who had never been in a relationship before asked confusedly, and the large-built person answered fully and clearly.
"Because I am Nông Plêrng's romantic partner. I want Plêrng's family to like me anyway, so they will allow me to date their son, Khrap." Phîi Sǐndhu said in a serious tone. The person who had lived freely for so long fell silent, because he just realized that maybe being in a relationship wasn't just a matter for two people. And for him, who was also playing around with this relationship...
Why do I (Kuu) sound so terrible, Wá?
"Don't worry, Phîi Sǐndhu. Plêrng's house already knows Plêrng is gay. Whoever I date, they won't mind."
"I also have to think about telling my Phô and Mâe soon."
"Huh?!"
Práo Plêrng's eyes went wide so much he almost couldn't grab the other's arm in time, shaking his head.
It wasn't because they would break up in the near future, but he didn't want Phîi Sǐndhu to get his head shaved by his Phô and kicked out of the house! Just think, a son who lived within a fine framework walking in to say he could no longer bring a woman into the house, but instead got a rhino like him as a Mia. Ugh, just thinking about it, he knew life would be messy.
"No, Phîi Sǐndhu, it's not good. No house is as crazy as Plêrng's family."
Crazy or not, the oldest brother got both men and women. The middle child like him emphasized men. As for the youngest sister, she had bitten through half the school's girls.
"I probably won't tell them in the very near future either. But I will tell eventually, because..."
Phîi Sǐndhu looked into his eyes and said in a serious tone.
"...I am not thinking of dating Nông Plêrng as a joke, you see."
Rip
If these words were an arrow, Âi'Plêrng would have died instantly from guilt, until he wanted to go down and kowtow on the floor.
"Uh, someday. Like, a long time from now."
Finally, he mumbled in a low voice, emphasizing by stuffing clothes into the machine with more force than usual, adding detergent, closing the lid, and pressing to start the machine. It was good that Phîi Sǐndhu himself didn't continue this topic, just picked up his mobile phone to look up some information, his mouth also asking.
"Is Nông Plêrng free today, Khrap?"
"Of course I'm free."
I'm sticking to Phîi all day, after all.
"Then, shall we go watch a movie?"
Plêrng looked at his face puzzled, and the other person repeated something they had talked about before for him to hear.
"Well, Nông Plêrng once said you wanted to go watch a movie together."
"Let's go!"
Plêrng also remembered that he had invited him, not thinking the other party would remember, until he moved to stand beside him to look at the movie program together. But he didn't like this posture. Therefore...
Whoosh... Smack
The little-one bent down and ducked into the embrace of Phîi Sǐndhu, who was holding the phone, leaning his body against the other's chest, grabbing the free hand to hug his waist, becoming the closest possible intimacy, with Phîi Sǐndhu standing behind him. The person in question gave the reason that this was much better than craning his neck to look at the screen and straining his eyes.
Really!??? A small Andrea voice sounded in his head, but Plêrng brushed it off into pieces.
The posture of the phone's owner was clearly frozen stiff.
"Nông Plêrng is so spoiled," Phîi Sǐndhu hugged him tighter, until he had to look up to give him a smile.
"You like it, right?"
"I do like it."
The brazen-faced person could only look into the pair of sharp eyes, and then could only stay still, feeling the warm breath touch down on his cheek and then move to his lips. Finally, he could only close his eyelids, when soft, pliable lips gently touched his mouth.
Soul-snatching kisses are nice, but this kind is also just as nice.
Phîi Sǐndhu's lips felt gentle, sweet, and wetter.
Plêrng also reached his hand to hold the neck of the person behind him, pulling the nape to make him press closer, which Phîi Sǐndhu didn't avoid, just tilted his cheek to make their lips touch more closely. A hot tongue licked into his fresh-colored mouth, getting both the upper and lower lip, and was about to follow the trace, parting.
But...
Gasp!
It wasn't the phone in Phîi Sǐndhu's hand that rang, but the other one that Plêrng had left on the kitchen table, until the large-built person himself pulled back a little. But the owner of the phone whispered pleadingly.
"Let it be."
He wanted to kiss like that again.
This kiss was different from every kiss Plêrng had ever experienced, until he was hot and bothered, wanting more.
Phîi Sǐndhu also bent down to press for another kiss, but...
"Please answer it, Khrap. In case it's urgent business."
Urgent or not, I'm going to curse it!
Plêrng pouted, and received a comforting kiss on the cheek, then Phîi Sǐndhu let him go, so Plêrng walked to grab the phone with no small amount of irritation. And seeing the name displayed on the screen made it worse.
"Âi'Phan..."
[Phîi Plêrng, let's go find something to eat together.]
He was about to curse his only Nông, but only managed to get one word out, because from the other end of the line...
[Let's go eat something, why? Phán hasn't seen Phîi Plêrng for so long. Why won't you come home this time? Don't tell me it's because of that young shop owner, the one with the gift basket? Oh, but whatever. Let's go find something to eat. Phán is at home and it's so gloomy. There's nothing but drama here.]
Even though he wanted to curse, he became interested in what was happening.
"Why, what's up?"
[Phîi Phai is in a depressed phase, Phîi Plêrng. Suspect he got dumped, probably. Lately, when he comes home, he just sits and sighs heavily. Doesn't take his big bike out for a spin, says he's not in the mood. And then there's Uncle's matter too. So come out and be Phan's companion for a bit. Staying here, my nerves are being eaten.]
"What happened with Uncle?"
Not that he didn't love his Phîi, but that guy was indiscriminate in his conquests. Getting dumped once would be funny. Wait a minute, that hits close to home. But it was the name of his beloved Uncle that made him interested, and the person on the other end knew it too.
[If you want to know, treat me to a meal. C'mon, c'mon, c'mon.]
Plêrng did want to know, but when he turned to look at the other person who had almost bought the movie tickets online already...
"I'm not free, Wá." He told the caller.
[If Phîi Plêrng doesn't come, Phán will tell Mâe about that time you had Uncle A open a hotel room and took a man up to the room!]
How does she know that, wá!?
Even though Plêrng gritted his teeth at having his weak point held—Mâe already knew about him partying, but bothering Uncle with a call would definitely get him scolded—he could only agree, ask about the location, then hang up with a sullen face, turning to look at Phîi Sǐndhu, who looked disappointed but still said understandingly.
"It seems Nông Plêrng won't be able to go watch a movie with me after all, huh?"
Plêrng pursed his lips even tighter.
He knew this question was crazy for someone thinking of breaking up, but...
"Phîi Sǐndhu, will you go eat with me... with my Nông?"
He was inviting the person he was thinking of breaking up with to meet his family! Am I (Kuu) more attached than a log cursed by a forest spirit, Wá?
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