[T/N] I apologize for grammar mistakes and incoherencies
Chapter 16: Go easy… Sipakorn, go easy...
Inside the luxurious car that sped smoothly and quietly, the driver and passenger looked in different directions... it was tense, not because of emotions, but because of embarrassment. It wasn’t a drunken frenzy, but a feeling of shame from the more than intimate situation that had transpired.
This was the second time Nan had sat in Sipakorn's car... the first time was after the incident at the hotel, but back then, Nan was so upset that he refused to speak along the way... but now, it seemed he had to speak up and let Sipakorn know about his true feelings!
“Go easy...Sip, go easy, the car is about to come out of the alley.”
“I see it...”
“If you see it then ease off the accelerator a bit... motorcycles will pass on the left, easy Sip... easy.”
“I think I am driving slowly... normally if I drive alone, I drive faster than this.”
“This is a car, Sip... not a plane!” Nan raised his voice at the end of the sentence as the front almost slammed from the sudden brake due to the red light... Sipakorn was driving poorly... so bad that Nan almost wanted to take over himself.
Nan's slender hand grabbed a handful of Sipakorn's hair, pulling it so hard that the other person felt the pain from Nan's almost slamming face but Nan himself had to calm down the anger when he felt the soft, light-colored strands in the soft hand until Nan felt good.
“Soft... I like it.”
“And why are you holding and pulling my hair, lord Nan?” Sipakorn winced in pain before turning to look at Nan with full eyes... Nan's face was radiant and captivating, making Sipakorn heartlessly have to reach out to grab Nan's cheek as a way to reclaim... no matter how hard he pulled his hair, he only pulled Nan's cheek with the same force.
“Ouch...”
“Your cheek is soft too... very soft.” Sipakorn jerked his smiling mouth and lost interest, as if trying to kill Nan's soul, he let go of his hand from the soft cheek and turned back to drive forward when the traffic light changed from red to green shimmering into his eyes.
“Sip dares to hurt me like that!”
“What else are you going to punish me for, lord Nan?”
“I will... I... I won't sleep in your room.”
“Whatever you want.” Sipakorn said calmly... if lord Nan didn't sleep in his room, he just went to sleep in lord Nan's room.
“... Not going to say sorry at all?” Nan pouted, but whether it was angry or disheartened, who knows.
“Lord Nan, you have to say sorry to me, you pulled my hair first.”
“... Sure.” Nan accepted the plea, ready to slump wetly on the soft car seat facing the other way.
“Are you hungry?”
“...”
“Lord Nan?”
“...”
“We're almost at the condo. If you're hungry, I will stop by to get something for you to eat.”
“...”
“...Lord Nan, talk to me a little. You shouldn't sit cross-legged, it's tiring.”
“...”
“The row of condominiums has a hot pot pork restaurant... Let's go up and change clothes before coming down to eat.” Sipakorn recalled as he glimpsed at the handsome profile of Nan as he had just finished parking the car.
Before turning the car into the condominium area... Nan remained silent, until
“Lord Nan, are you really angry?”
“No... I am just thinking of a good way to punish you... actually, it seems interesting to punish him in the car as well.” Nan replied.
Nan narrowed his sharp eyes and stared at Sipakorn, as he commanded the other party to stay put. Nan released the seat belt covering his body before quickly grabbing Sipakorn's wrist when he saw the other preparing to open the door to escape outside the car.
“Don't run away...” Nan whispered softly, moving closer to Sipakorn. Nan's nose was close to the soft strands of hair, before biting down sharply on the neck causing the other party to shudder in pain.
“Ouch... that hurts.” Sipakorn raised his hand to touch the wound caused by the bite. The skin on his neck was thin and it was clear that the wound created by Nan must have drawn blood.
“Shhh...”
Nan raised his finger to touch the corner of Sipakorn's mouth, making a faint threat to silence the other party... Nan pulled his hand that was holding onto Sipakorn's neck before blowing warm breath on the wound. Nan blew gently and slowly, while gently pulling the corner of the mouth with his teeth until he reached the earlobe
"Lord Nan... ah.” Sipakorn groaned, as his entire body was under the control of Nan. Nan used his breath to drag along Sipakorn's body, while he looked defiantly into his sharp, challenging eyes. Before he had to flinch and gasp, the control slipped away from him, leaving Sipakorn to exhale. It wasn't painful, but it was so intense that he had to tense up, curling his fingers and toes to release the tension.
Nan did not stop punishing... as he continued to move down steadily before the breath was blowing above the abdomen which was stiffening.
“But we both enjoy it... You are also enjoying it.” Nan teased as he felt the firmness pushing through the fabric of his pants, a size that Nan had used his hand to feel, and now he wanted to feel but not through his hand... but through the corner of Nan's mouth.
In the warm heat of the body, a shiver ran through Nan as he eagerly pulled Sipakorn’s shaft out, not allowing Sipakorn to moan before quickly taking it into his mouth.
“...Gulp...sigh...Nan...my god.” Sipakorn closed his eyes and tilted his head back against the cushion before lifting his hips to press his shaft deep into Nan's warm, inviting mouth. Meanwhile, the soft lips slid up and down, rubbing against the very base to the tip... Sipakorn felt like he was about to suffocate, and also felt like he had died when Nan stopped, and then moved back to his original position!
“I am really hungry... why don't we change clothes first before we go eat?”
“Nan... NanKlao.” Sipakorn gritted his teeth, feeling deceived by Nan, who made him hard and then wanted to go away.
“Huh, calling me by my full name without any 'Lord' at the beginning -truly frightening.”
“Be careful now...”
“Why should I be careful when you don't ask me to sleep in your room?” Nan floated a smug expression on his face, before gracefully stepping out of the car, only to be pulled back when Sipakorn grabbed the collar of his shirt.
“You won't sleep in my room... I will sleep in your room. Once we finish eating, we will know each other better!”
“...Are you threatening me?” Nan glanced at Sipakorn before pushing his hand to remove the collar of his shirt.
“I am serious.”
“After we finish eating, we need to visit the minimart.”
“What does the minimart have to do with anything?”
“Well, I think I am going to need energy drinks, Sipakorn.”
Minimart
With soft-colored eyes, Sipakorn swept his gaze over Nan's tall figure after putting a drink bottle into the colorful basket in hand... Nan wanted Sipakorn to buy it, that's all, just that.
“Is there anything else you want?”
“Um... still thinking.” Nan diverted his gaze from the shelves of goods, turned back to look at Sipakorn. Nan smiled deeply at the corner of his mouth and walked Sipakorn through the checkout counter towards the red-faced people in the aisle, paying for the items in the zone that made people walk with flushed faces.
“Do we really need to use this?” Sipakorn raised a finger to his nose, looking back and forth between Nan's face and the white legs peeking out of his shorts. After a moment of contemplation, unable to control his wandering thoughts, he turned to look at the cashier... seeming to want help, but not really helping with anything.
“Don't say you're embarrassed that we came to buy condoms.”
“No...” Sipakorn rejected calmly, though his heart was crying out in embarrassment. The more he saw the multiple pairs of eyes looking at him, the more uncomfortable he felt, especially when he did not know what those people were thinking about Nan. With his handsome and fierce-looking face, Nan must be like a “tigress”. Nan is the one who someone is attracted to, is designed to be paired with a condom... But wait, is the person who will use those things with Nan was it him or not?
“I am buying some lube as well so it won't hurt.” Nan peeked at Sipakorn's face discreetly. If you are wondering if Nan would notice that Sipakorn was embarrassed... Nan knew, but the more he knew, the more he wanted to tease.
“Grab them quickly, Nan, so I can calculate the money.”
“But I still can't choose which one to buy... This box has lines... this one has dots... and this one has both lines and dots.”
“If you can't choose, I will choose for you.”
“Uh...” Nan sighed as the tall figure of Sipakorn walked over, ready to lean down, pick up a square box in front, and put it in the basket in his hand. He was about to say something in the area almost next to Nan's ear...
“Take all of them... Try them all, and whichever one you like and you can tell me later.”
“Are we going to use all of these tonight or what... Sip, you're going to have to work extra hard to finish quickly to be able to use them all.”
“Don't underestimate me too much, don't provoke me too much, because we can take two bottles, you can use the first bottle on your shaft, I will use the other bottle in your hole... It's not necessary to go quickly; we can use them all the same!”
…
Nan sat down on the wide sofa, leaning back not far from Nan. Sipakorn looked back at him as he walked to put things in the kitchen, his eyebrows furrowed slightly as Sipakorn made a calm face... and remained calm even though he grabbed the remote to turn on the TV.
The tall figure shifted to sit on the floor, using the sofa's back not far from Nan. Sipakorn turned his back to them and only used his eyes to focus on the screen in front of him.
“I don't want to watch soccer...”
Sipakorn switched channels...
“I don't want to watch documentaries either...”
Sipakorn switched channels...
“Do you think I am a kid or something for watching cartoons...”
Sipakorn switched channels...
“I watched this movie already... it's not fun.”
Sipakorn was about to switch channels once again, but...
“I want to have sex with you, Sip!”
...Sipakorn turned off the TV...Sipakorn took off his own shirt...Sipakorn turned his body towards Nan...Sipakorn used his hand to grab Nan's knee, separating his legs apart
“Ouch...calm down, Sip.” Nan groaned as Sipakorn's hand slipped through the back of his tight shirt, moving down low towards the hip area...
“And what about what you're doing now? Don't call it calm lord Nan...I allowed you to get off the car, allowed you to eat, allowed you to pick items at the minimart...I am not a statue or a puppet that I can endure whatever that is enticing you to put me through.”
“...I hadn't seen you touching me, I am the one approaching you first. I also want you to make the first move.” Nan quickly pulled his legs away, trying to escape the strong grasp of Sipakorn's slender hand, starting to press harder and lighter along the calves, but the firm hand held it in place. Nan's sharp black eyes stared deeply into the eyes of the person below, at this moment Sipakorn seemed to envelop Nan with a warmth that the other side had
“Lord Nan, you want me to be the one to touch you first?...wants me to feel...even though I've done some rude things to you before, I wonder why”
“...Sip, you are like a peun in my heart. It's a scar I don't want to have. I try to cut you off but it seems like the stain named Sipakorn is deeply rooted and difficult to eliminate. I can't do anything...except to get used to being with it, maybe because of the bond that makes me feel that the stain in my hearts is beautiful, and I don't want to give this stain to anyone”
“If so, I want to touch you, lord Nan.”
“Okay...as much as you want.”
Nan looked as Sipakorn moved away slightly before the person in front bent down. Sipakorn lifted Nan's knee joints higher, pulling them to stretch and touch his lips at the tip of his bare toes...
A peculiar sensation ran through Nan's body, causing his nails to dig firmly into the soft cushion, it twitched when he saw Sipakorn licking his tongue along his toes, stimulating a strong reaction in Nan's abdomen
“Sip...hmm...good...” Nan stiffened, tilting his head towards the edge of the sofa, observing Sipakorn bite lightly on the tips of his toes, and when Nan didn't look at Sipakorn, he then changed his movements to pull up towards the thigh area, alternating left and right before a warm breath spread above the tense stretched torso. Nan's lower section was still hidden under the fabric...but it seemed like Sipakorn could toy with the sensitive part of Nan rawly and precisely
“Ouch...ahh...” Nan made a low groaning sound as his hips were slapped, causing the shorts to float up before being removed.
“I want to touch every part of you, lord Nan…” Sipakorn struggled to breathe in his own desire. He pulled Nan's body down and removed Nan's tight shirt.
Nan's naked white skin was enticing, with marks that were intriguing and captivating…tempting. Before the emotions escalated too far, Nan, lying hot and restless, asked for something that Nan had just bought.
“Condom…”
“…Which one should we use?”
“Any will do, just pick one up…”
Sipakorn made a puzzled face but eventually moved away from Nan to grab several boxes of condoms. Making decisions was never his strong suit, so he struggled to decide which one to use.
“Durex Pleasure Feathers Light Extra Sensation Warming…”
“Hurry up, Sip…”
“Warming…how warm is warm?”
Sipakorn sighed and walked back holding a box of condoms, and sat at the foot of Nan. He started to peel off the plastic covering the box…and found it difficult to open, leaving him frustrated.
Crack…snap…bam!
“I'm not going to use it.” Sipakorn said as he tossed the box of condoms to the floor. His facial expression clearly showed his frustration…he didn't want to sit there enduring the desire to scratch open the condom wrapper.
“Why throw it away?” Nan stood up and grabbed the box that had been thrown. Sipakorn looked annoyed, and Nan was also surprised by the hot-shaft standing at attention in front of him.
“I'm not going to use it.”
“Sip, you couldn't remove the plastic covering, right? Actually, it's easy, you just need to pull it here. Do you see it, it's really simple?” Nan spoke softly while opening the box of condoms, and when the plastic wrap came off, he handed it to Sipakorn.
“Will you put it on me?”
“Yea…”
“I'm sorry, I forgot that if people have never used it before, it would be difficult to open it... during health class, the teacher only teaches how to wear it... but never taught how to open it.” Nan smiled faintly, but when he saw that Sipakorn was not playing along, he changed to a puzzled expression instead.
“Not being able to open it doesn't mean I can't do you raw, lord Nan.” Sipakorn held Nan's waist tightly until Nan felt pain, and Nan had to cry out from the pain of being pushed down onto the sofa cushion. He gritted his teeth until his body trembled when Sipakorn's thick hand landed on his hip, leaving a mark.
“Take it easy, will it hurt to just open a condom?”
“Just let it go, Sipakorn.” Sipakorn pulled the packet from Nan's hand and placed it into his own, breathing heavily because of his impatience and even more so when he had to waste time taking off his pants and tearing the packet! He sat and restrained himself.
“Sip...lube.” Nan whimpered, pointing to the packet on the floor. Nan wanted to get up and pick it up, but realized that Sipakorn was blocking him.
“Oh...my, I am so lazy to open it.” The sound of ripping got louder when the sharp teeth tore open the silver packet, and sooner rather than later, the slippery rubber was put on Sipakorn's hard shaft.
The bigger person lowered their body, grasping the soft flesh tightly with both hands to open a path. “It's going to hurt...oh no...Sip...it hurts!” Nan pressed his face into the cushion as he endured the rough entrance of Sipakorn, it was rough, raw, and made Nan want to scream. As the person who was forcibly penetrating Nan held him close, whispering softly in his ear, Nan felt a shiver.
“Nan...I'm sorry...but I can't hold back anymore.” Sipakorn pinched Nan's blushing cheek, planting a wet kiss on Nan's trembling lips and slowly thrusting in and out.
“Oh...ah...Sip...why is it so hot...hot...hot until I melt.” Nan twisted in Sipakorn's arms, feeling the intense heat of Sipakorn's movements, the kind of heat that spread throughout his body, making him hotter and hotter...the heat only intensified...but the fierce impact on that sensitive spot made Nan gasp and moan incoherently...it was too much...too hot, and it wasn't necessary for Sipakorn to touch those sensitive areas. Nan's body shivered and trembled violently, making a sound that was not a language...it was too much...too hot, and it wasn't necessary for Sipakorn to touch those sensitive areas. Nan's body shivered and trembled violently, making a sound that was not a language.
“Sip...oh...oh...more...”
Sipakorn pressed forcefully into Nan's body, holding him tightly to stop any movement to let Nan rest and regain his strength.
“It's a warm-up condom.”
“I've seen it...but I've never bought it to try it.”
“...Was it not you who told me that you don't get aroused with anyone, why are you thinking of using these things?”
“Hmm...Sip, do you think that I am lying to you?...Want me to prove it?”
“Hot...”
“What?”
“Let me call the person I used to pay to check if I can get aroused with anyone and show you...so that you will know that I didn't deceive you.” Nan laughed in his throat, sneaking a glance at the stiff-faced person behind him, and Nan also knew that danger was approaching...
Sipakorn's body began to move again, just as Nan had expected, when it became violent from emotions, until Nan's just suppressed emotions erupted.
“Don't even hope that anyone will ever arouse you!”
“...Oh...I...I only have you Sip...love only Sip...Sip...Oh...On...Sip alone”
Sipakorn stopped his body for a moment, raising a satisfied smile...Nan confessed his love...love for Sipakorn alone
“I also love you, lordNan...Oh...only my lord Nan.” Sipakorn poured all the strength and love he had into the person under his body, reinforcing both the love and devotion inside, leaving it to Nan alone.
“...Oh...I said it to calm you down...Oh...I didn't want to make you rough. Sipakorn!!”
Chapter 17: Gente whispers, reaching out submissively
The slender figure of Rajin slumped against the backrest of her own bed in the quiet, peaceful bedroom. Her clear eyes that used to sparkle now seemed lifeless and floating.
Rajin let go of the small picture in her hand, dropping it lightly on the floor, the impact causing it to flutter and scatter, revealing a picture of a man and a woman embracing in bed, prompting deep and poignant thoughts about sex... The last card that Rajin will use to bind Sipakorn to her!
Nan sat up naked chested on the wide bed, watching Sipakorn packing his travel bag. Nan looked at the long, slender fingers grasping the neatly folded piece of fabric meticulously... in a way that Nan could never do.
“Where are you going...” Nan asked before feeling that his own voice that came out was hoarse... and his throat hurt.
“Go back to bed...is your throat sore? Last night, you sounded hoarse. If it's sore, I will bring warm water for you to drink.”
“Not sore...you don't have to smile.” Nan's voice was low. He turned his head away, avoiding the smile...a smile that Nan rarely saw and a smile that made Nan look away.
“Want to go with me? I'll help you pack your clothes.” Sipakorn laid out the folded clothes on the edge of the bed before walking over to sit next to Nan. He lightly traced his fingers across Nan's wide chest, following the faint red scratch marks, moving down over his shoulder and arms before lowering his hand to clasp Nan's hand.
Nan did not resist as he simply turned his face slightly and used his own lips to press against Sipakorn's sharp lips, quickly, before returning to his original position.
“Don't go, I don't like going back home. My father will always complain.”
“We'll only be gone for two to three days.”
“Okay....”
“And Lord Mokfa and Mom want me to go back to talk about the engagement with Young lady Bua.” Sipakorn lowered his face, looking slightly embarrassed. If Nan were paying attention, he would have seen the corner of the person's mouth lift up slightly while they looked down.
“Are you going to marry Bua or something?” Nan snatched his hand back as Sipakorn almost ran the loose end of the bracelet along. Nan did not realize he had accidentally spoken out loud, causing Sipakorn to quickly conceal his smile.
“I don't want to, but the adults on both sides want us to marry.”
“It's not possible!” Nan shifted, almost getting up immediately. Nan was about to go and claim Sipakorn as his own. No matter what face. No matter who, they couldn't force Sipakorn to get married!
The long, slender legs under the short shorts shuddered when they felt the cold, sharp floor...no need to think about the intense feeling of discomfort from playing through night that Nan almost collapsed from exhaustion...Nan tried to embrace himself ready to exhale in anger, and was startled when his body almost fell onto Sipakorn's bed due to the pulling force.
“Where is lord Nan rushing to?” The nose pressed lightly against the cheek before inhaling and capturing the scent before Sipakorn would lower his chin on Nan's shoulder. His hand was not happy to be there, fidgeting and tapping right there, until Nan had to hold Sipakorn's hand to keep it there.
“Let me pack things.”
“No need, I'll finish packing your things before my own things get lost.”
“Hey.. Sipakorn, do you want to punish me, or what, to dare to play with me like this?” Nan teased, his eyes burning with mischief as he looked at the person hiding behind him, but had to turn back when he saw the soft, romantic gaze filled with desire... Sipakorn and Nan's playful banter only heated up Nan's body even more.
“I don't want to.”
“Then let me go. I will go take a shower and get dressed.”
“Don't take too long, Nan... I miss you already, don't want to be apart from you, not even for a second.” Sipakorn whispered sweetly in Nan's ear, who now blushed and struggled to stand in a strange posture before quickly walking out of the room without even looking back for a moment. “So shy and cute.”
…
The pitch black car glided into the Nan province of Thailand, on the Tha Wang Pha-Pua road. The serene and lush scenery began to appear, enveloped in the dark shadow of tall, majestic teak trees. However, the towering heights were surrounded by the deep, dark shadows of the high mountain ridges, meeting the orange light of the setting sun in the evening.
Tall trees lined the road, their branches and leaves gracefully swaying, almost looking like they were bowing gracefully to the branches on the other side of the tree. It was beautiful and meaningful, as Nan had to lift his toes off the accelerator before parking the big car on the side of the road.
“We're almost home. Why stop?” Nan frowned, almost bumping into the other person. He turned to ask the person next to him who had just parked the car. Nan looked at Sipakorn with a mischievous expression, reached out to grab something from the back seat, and as soon as Nan saw it, he knew what Sipakorn wanted to do.
“I want to take a picture... just a quick one.”
“For a moment, I am not in a hurry.” Nan unfastened the seat belt and stepped out of the car following the wide back of the person carrying the camera strap around their neck.
The soft orange light of dusk was about to disappear into the sky, shining through the valley between the mountain ranges and hitting the figure of the person who had walked alone and stopped, about to take off. The fall created shadows of dark color following the silhouette of Sipakorn. Wherever Sipakorn went, that shadow followed suit without knowing fatigue.
Nan lifted his arm and stretched it out in front of him, creating a shadow on the gray concrete floor with Nan's arm, before playing like a child by moving his shadow to overlap Sipakorn's shadow.
Snap-snap!
“Are you playing with my shadow, huh...”
“Do you agree that I am playing with your shadow?” Nan complained half-heartedly before quickening his pace to approach the person looking at Nan through the lens. Sipakorn was still relentless in taking pictures, until Nan had to raise his hand to cover the lens when they got too close.
“I see...”
“I used to mimic you like that. When walking home together, I walked in front and you followed my shadow Sip, only playing with your shadow like you did with mine.”
“At that time, I couldn't touch you, lord Nan. Just touching your shadow was enough.” Sipakorn said, looking down at the shadow on the floor before moving closer to Nan. Their faces touched cheek to cheek, toes touching toes, and noses barely touching. Every move Sipakorn made was to overlap the shadows until they became one.
“But you left and stayed far away from us. I didn't get to see much of you Sip.” Nan said.
“Lord Nana, you have allowed me to touch you. You said I could do as much as I wanted with you.” Sipakorn added.
“Yes, I said that.”
Everything fell into a solemn silence, only the rhythm of their breathing could be heard... until suddenly Sipakorn stepped away.
“Lord Nan...you said that these trees are like us.”
“How so?”
“They exist in the same piece of land, but on different sides. They may never meet because they are blocked by the road, but as time passes, both trees on each side grow tall and they are eager to bend their branches to meet each other. The tree that bends first is me, waiting for the other one to grow enough to bend down and meet.”
“Um. I don't think so, Sip. I think the tree that bends first is me. If I hadn't knocked on your door that night, both of us wouldn't be here today.” Nan raised an eyebrow to Sipakorn before continuing.
“Actually, I don't think it's just that night that we leaned our leaves toward each other... before that, we did it too, but no one seemed to notice... those candy wrappers, do you still have them?”
“... I kept them very well.”
7 years ago.
The bright figure of Nan sat there, looking lost, by the school building. How could Nan not feel lost when today, Nan sat waiting for Sipakorn for almost half an hour... why hasn't he arrived yet when he usually comes early.
Nan stood up, about to leave instead of waiting, when the corner of his eye caught sight of the tall figure of Sipakorn running towards him.
“Forgive me, forgive me, lord Nan.” Sipakorn said as he stood in front of Nan. He was about to tell a story that made him late, but as he looked into the eyes that looked back at him, Sipakorn could only manage to mumble an apology.
“If you do this again there is no need to tell me that you'll wait for me next time.” Nan replied.
“I apologize... Here, give me your bag.” Sipakorn apologized again, taking Nan's black backpack and putting it on his right shoulder and on the left shoulder, he carried his own bag, which he did every day until it became a familiar sight to those who saw him.
“Where were you, why are you late?” Nan inquired.
“I went to the teacher's room... lord Nan. If one day I don't come to hold your bag, if I won’t be waiting for you to go home together... What will you do?”... If I have to go far away... Will you think of me, Nan?
“I am not a kid, Sip, you don't have to talk to me as if you are going somewhere by yourself. I can manage myself without you.” Nan said.
“At least I don't say someone else will come to replace me.” Sipakorn replied.
“What are you talking about... why do you like looking down? I don't know if your talk is directed at me or not.” Nan responded.
“It's nothing… I am just complaining endlessly, don't pay attention to me at all.” Sipakorn said.
“Acting strange.” Nan turned his head back to continue walking as before. Both hands of Nan sneaked into his pants pocket, walking quickly as if not caring about the person carrying the bag walking beside him.
“All of this is because of who?” Sipakorn scratched his head as he chased after Nan. He had no right to feel anything at all. Even though some feelings were too difficult to control, he had to let them go and follow along up to this point.
Sipakorn adjusted his pace to walk alongside Nan, glancing at the shadow that stretched diagonally behind, and another thing he liked doing was extending his hand to touch his own shadow. He imagined that this was Nan's body, that this was Nan's body that he was embracing... And because it was just an imagination, he almost hugged...
Nan's dark, intimate eyes glanced back at Sipakorn when a strand of hair fell over Nan's forehead, showing a flicker of confusion when Sipakorn's hand made a strange gesture as if trying to touch Nan's shadow. Nan stopped walking, and Sipakorn's hand was pulled back as well.
The tip of Nan's toes spun back, leaning to look at Sipakorn with full attention. His hand delved into the bag of goodies until it was full, ready to give out the command smoothly.
“Come here... I have something for you.” Nan said, looking at Sipakorn, raising the Sipakorn’s hand which was playing with his shadow. He handed out the candy right in front of him, feeling the warm, soft touch from Sipakorn's slender hand, until he forgot about the rough plastic wrapper that scratched his hand... the candy.
“Eat it.” Nan flicked the hand that was placed on Sipakorn's hand out before tucking it back into his pants pocket... Nan only gave out the candy, even though it was a candy that had been laying on Nan's hand for a while.
Chapter 18: Not angry, just upset.
The sound of crickets chirping in the midnight hour was like a sweet serenade from nature, echoing around the ancient wooden house set beautifully in the wide open space facing south to catch the warm summer breeze. On the elegant frame of Lord Mokfa's house stood Sairoikaew, a woman as precious as a glass eye, both waiting for someone to arrive. When they heard the loud noise of an engine getting closer along with the squeaking sound coming from the bottom of the boat, both Lord Mokfa and Sairoikaew knew instantly that Sipakorn had arrived.
The tall figure of Sipakorn appeared in the corner, striding across the threshold before raising his hand to greet Lord Mokfa and flashing a smile, showing his white teeth to his mother.
“Come sit, me and Lord Mokfa are waiting to eat.”
“Yes... Lord Mokfa, Lord Nan is…”
“Is NanKlao causing trouble again or what!” Lord Mokfa exclaimed upon hearing Sipakorn mentioning his own son. He looked like someone who had to deal with his son causing him headaches for years... and this time, he couldn't avoid getting into trouble again.
“Does your heart not see your son in a good light at all?” The muffled voice rose from behind Sipakorn before the tall figure of Nan quickly walked straight towards the dining area to sit down, focusing on the food waiting for him... Nan paid no attention to both Lord Mokfa and Sairoikaew, just wondering what the kitchen was preparing to eat.
“It seems like rain is coming, NanKlao came back home.”
“Then let the sky pour until the roof collapses.”
“NanKlao, this is your my house.”
“Yes I think we all know that… so am I going to be allowed to eat or not?! I'm starving to the point where my intestines are about to disappear!” Nan swept his gaze towards the people who were willing to avoid eye contact, and just a few seconds later, he gestured for more dishes to be added...Nan did not return for a long time. Who would have thought that things would turn out well one day or another.
“Hey Sip, come sit...fold the sleeves of my shirt for me a bit. I tried folding them myself but it didn't look neat at all.” Nan looked at Sipakorn who walked over to sit beside him. The tall man didn't say much, just adjusted and folded the shirt sleeves for Nan to fit properly...It seemed normal in the eyes of Lord Mokfa and Sairoikaew, if this were seven years ago when Nan and Sipakorn were still close relatives, but after Sipakorn went to study...if anyone mentioned Sipakorn's name to Nan, they would have to face his wrath.
“I want to ask when you two were arguing at supper in Bangkok about, did you reconcile?” Lord Mokfa asked with a frowning brow out of curiosity.
“Reconcile… Lord Mokfa, you make them sound like a couple in love who argues all the time.” Sairoikaew lightly tapped on Lord Mokfa's arm, smiling gently. Laughter rang out at the funny statements the person in front made, arguing all the time. While the other person...
“It's only a few days, right? Is that right, Sipakorn, and you the stubborn one?”
“I'm not stubborn at all.”
... if he's not stubborn, then this is not true.
“Okay, let's understand each other, tomorrow Khun Chetaphut and Little Bua will come. Just maintain your manners in front of them, NanKlao.”
“Well, what do you think about forcing Sip to marry Bua Ban, is it not ancient and old fashioned?”
“I am not forcing. I just want Sip and Little Bua to learn from each other first.”
“And why do they have to be engaged?”
“It's just an engagement, it can be called off anytime.”
Sipakorn looked back and forth at the arguments between Lord Mokfa and Nan. He took a deep breath and moved his lips to speak.
“Is there something wrong, Sip?”
“I'm not going to get engaged.” he said, determined to clear everything up, and it should end the way he intended.
“Do you see that, father? People who don't want to get engaged shouldn't have to force themselves, right?”
“I don't feel anything towards Young lady Bua, Mom. Even if we've known each other for a long time, I still don't feel anything. I have given my heart to someone else for a long time. Ever since the first time I saw that person, even though I never thought they would return my feelings.” Sipakorn replied to his mother, but his eyes were fixed on Nan's face.
“Can I ask who?”
“Nan...”
“Why...why are you calling me? You don’t want to tell Sairoikaew yet, so you don’t have to ask for my help.” Nan avoided the gaze before pretending to change the subject and lifted the silver cup to sip. “Hold on a moment, I need time!”
“Just as Nan said, Mom... whenever I am ready, I will tell you myself.”
“If you speak to that extent, me and Lord Mokfa might not have the heart to force him... What should we do, Lord Mokfa? What will we say to that side? They are very serious about this engagement.”
“...NanKlao.”
“What is it, father, don’t call me in such a soft voice. I won’t accept it.”
“Do you not love this old father of yours?”
“... Yes, I love you. What is it? Why ask me like this? Are you going to ask something, nefarious Dad?”
“I'm not... but if you love me, help me with the engagement with Little Bua instead of Sipakorn. In fact, that way would be better since she is the firstborn.”
“What nonsense!”
“Just get engaged first.”
“No way!”
“Then just get married right away so I don’t have to worry about you chasing after any woman to marry... also, both me and your mother want grandchildren too.”
“Are you really forcing me like that?”
“Yes... Can I say something, NanKlao?”
“I can get married... but let me tell you that Bua Baan will never get pregnant by me.”
“Why not?”
“Because...”
Crash!
“Dang it!... Can anyone bring a cloth to wipe up the water? Sip, go change your clothes before you go out, what happened, why are your hands so weak?”
“I suspect I drove for a long time so my hands will be poorly for a while.” Sipakorn adjusted himself, fleeing the wetness of the water on the floor... He deliberately let the silver cup fall to end the conversation.
“So may I please go change my clothes first... and maybe go to bed, I seem to be feeling a little tired. Lord Nan, will you accompany me? When I was driving earlier, you looked like you were exhausted.”
“I would like to talk to my father first.” Nan replied, taking a deep breath and raising his gaze to Lord Mokfa without backing down. Nan seemed defiant and unwilling to give in, becoming someone who was covered by a thick veil instead.
“Nan, please go with me.” Sipakorn said with a wave of his long-sleeved shirt and long pants, asking for an answer inside Nan's bedroom after closing the door.
“But... Okay, but let me say this about it, father. Tomorrow, I will make that family withdraw both the engagement and wedding without having to think twice!”
…
“Lord Nan, what were you going to do?” Sipakorn, dressed in a long-sleeved T-shirt and long pants ready to sleep, pondered what he would do inside his bedroom after closing the door.
"About what?"
"It's about the conversation you had with your father... you mentioned that you are going to make the other family consider withdrawing from the engagement and wedding. Are you thinking of going on a rampage? I won't agree." Sipakorn declared, raising his voice, but his heart skipped a beat when he turned to see Nan sitting naked on the edge of the bed, pants pulled down to reveal the top of his hip bones… tempting, inviting, provocative without trying too hard, the kind of captivating that was hard to find the right words to explain.
“I know I have to respect my father... I haven't thought about what I will do... Sip, you have survived this engagement, why is it falling onto me?”
“If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn't let you come.” Sipakorn replied.
“I think what my father will force me to get married isn't as complicated as him wanting grandchildren. I don't have that...” Nan bowed his head low before expressing his feelings by using a towel to wipe off the drops of water at the end of his hair.
“Do you want to have children, Nan?”
“No... but you do. Rajin told me... She's pregnant with your child, but I can't get a girl pregnant.”
“But I have chosen to be with you, lord Nan.” Sipakorn said, pulling the damp towel from Nan's head before laying it on the table beside the bed.
“Sometimes I think our relationship with Sip is wrong... but to make a decision about it, I don't know if I can do it... why is life so difficult?” Nan lay down on the bed, sensing the forceful pressure from Sipakorn falling down next to him.
“All I need is you, lord Nan, and that's enough to make me not care about any other reasons... You are still the same, pretending not to care but keeping everything in mind analyzing every detail.”
“Is that admiration, or am...” Nan turned and looked at Sipakorn, who was already looking at Nan. Their sharp eyes met, catching each other off guard, yet only seeing a deep smile that pressed firmly at the corner of the mouth.
“Could it be that I... nowadays I am no different from a servant at all.”
“A servant who indulges in fantasy, isn't that right?”
“And tonight... Can I do it?” Sipakorn shifted his body, turning and clasping Nan, pressing his weight down slightly before holding Nan in his arms.
“Don't overdo it. My father and Sairoikaew are in the next room... Sip, you're not angry with me for not wanting anyone to know, are you?”
“Not angry, just annoyed.”
“I'm afraid of having a heavy heart because of your annoying words.”
Nan turned over and lay down, pulling a soft white pillow close to his body. Nan hugged the pillow tightly, his bare back smooth and firm, being gently blown by warm breaths. It was slow and gentle, just like before.
Nan looked at the long-sleeved t-shirt of Sipakorn being taken off before feeling the sticky and moist sweat that pressed against him. Sipakorn's body was hot, almost melding with Nan's body, the heat from both bodies merging and burning against each other.
“Ah... ah...”
“High... higher than this, Nan... lift yourself up higher than this.” Sipakorn commanded, trembling after he took off Nan's pants, his waistband hovering above Nan. He ordered Nan to arch his back until he was satisfied.
His slender fingers gently massaged down on Nan's white body, a strong touch that kneaded as if to soothe. Nan relaxed, starting from the shoulders, wings, lower back, then stopped at the prominent hips, carefully inspecting the closed and secretive path, and Sipakorn knew the power of resentment.
“Eek... ah... ah...”
Drops of thick, sticky sweat dripped down, impacting on the sensitive, exposed skin of Nan... one drop, two drops, three drops... and many more until Sipakorn saw that it was enough and moved slightly away from Nan, pulling his pants down to the knees and soon the tightened and strained love stick was inserted through the warm and soft passage.
“Ah... ah... Sip... ah...”
“Lower your voice a bit... if you still don't want Lord Mokfa and mother to know about us.”
“Eek... in that case, Sip, stop talking and just move your thing!”