[T/N] I apologize for grammar mistakes and incoherencies
Chapter 7: Nan would like to talk about how to properly torture a grouch
His pale eyes flickered and blinked when the alarm clock rang loudly. Familiarly Sipakorn was chasing away the confusion for a moment before beginning to move, getting up from the sofa. He moved slowly, hesitantly, with his legs sore and unwilling to move, but the more he moved, the more intense the pain made him realize that the person who did it was someone.
“Sleep you are dreaming... waking up you are searching. Are you going crazy, Sipakorn?”
He grabbed the phone in his hand and dialed someone's phone number before lowering his voice.
“Jin, come pick me up... I can't drive.”
“What happened to your car, Phii Sip...?”
“It's not the car... it's my leg... see you in five minutes, just this.”
“Have you seen a doctor?” Rajin looked at the tall figure of his close senior who had returned as a special lecturer in the Aviation Department. The once steady and strong stride now resembled that of someone who had a leg injury to some extent, and Rajin couldn't tell if it was due to his appearance or his walking gait, which made him call for various pairs of eyes to turn and look.
“Take a rest. You've taken the medicine, so you should feel better soon.”
“Phii Sip, why are you walking towards the Architecture Department? The Aviation Department is this way.”
“Oh... I know.” Sipakorn used his white teeth to bite on the edge of his own lips. He swept his gaze looking for someone, and when he couldn't find them, he made up his mind to turn around and walk in the opposite direction.
Nan is back... ^^ He turned back to look.
A soft and faint call rose, just loud enough to call for those who had already turned his back and walked away.
Two pairs of eyes met. One person maintained a calm and indifferent expression. As for the other, he glanced sideways, causing the hearts of those who caught sight of their playful act to ache. But it seemed that the person who seemed the most carefree at the moment was the one who lowered his head, avoided eye contact, and walked away tall and imposing.
There were no words... no greetings exchanged, and Sipakorn's indifferent demeanor caused Nan to have to exhale a sigh to vent his emotions.
“You should greet me first.” Nan's tongue swept across his pouted lips. He shook his head until his black hair strands fluttered, and now Nan was exhausted, tired of the whole world, so he had to escape the world by sitting down on a nearby table and burying his face.
The atmosphere around them remained quiet for a while, until the person sitting at the long wooden table saw Nan sitting at the end of the table... and when it seemed like Nan had no intention of getting up, the silence was replaced by a soft, hesitant conversation.
“Professor Sip, look at his Instagram post.”
“Professor?... That handsome guy from earlier... he still looks young like a child, probably not older than 25, right?”
Sip is 27 years old, to be precise.
Nan forgot to lower his softened gaze and stared at the darkness on the table. His cheek still leaned against the armrest he was resting on... He wasn't paying attention, but his ear caught his own words.
“He takes such beautiful photos... but it's all pictures of Leya and Viv. Not many pictures of yourself, but Liya is so cute.”
Bam!
Nan slammed his palms against the table after pushing himself up to sit upright, and he took a deep breath and stiffened his gaze when the slender fingers were extended in front of him.
“Can I see them?”
“...Y-yes.”
“Thank you.” Nan graciously accepted the phone handed from the brave but timid person. Nan lowered his gaze and held his breath when he saw Leyaa's face for the first time. How beautiful, how cute, to the point that it made Sipakorn speechless even though he didn't feel like himself.
Cute, charming, and its fur is so fluffy as well!
“Sip?Why didn't you lock the door...” Nan walked boldly into the room, his large frame holding a newspaper. Nan pretended to look around, but his eyes secretly looked at the scar on the person's knee extended on the sofa.
“I forgot.” Sipakorn replied as he closed the book in his hand and turned to face the intruding Nan.
“Do you like cats, Sip?”
“I used to keep one when I was in Canada. How did you know that I like cats?”
“I've heard people talk about it. What's its name?”
“Leya...”
“Oh...such a cute name. Why didn't you bring it back to Thailand with you?”
“It died a year ago.”
“Oh...and how are your legs?” Nan sat down close to Sipakorn and looked at the scar at the knee before shifting his eyes to the well-built face of Sipakorn. The pained face didn't answer back, but the distant gaze made Nan understand everything well.
“I apologize.”
“I don't see any reason for you to apologize. If you're angry at something, it's because of the incident at the hostel. It's like that, or did I misunderstand something?”
“I'm angry at that...but not as much as another issue.”
“What issue...oh...Nan!”
Sipakorn was shocked when Nan's tall figure moved to sit near the toes before bending down to use the tip of his nose to blow warm breath above the scar on the right knee.
“Let me tell you later...after you stop being angry .” Nan pushed Sipakorn's leg into an upright position. Nan gently blew on Sipakorn's knee with the warm breath, creating a warmth above the scar and looked at the person who was breathing irregularly.
“I'm not upset.” Sipakorn replied calmly.
“You never said you were upset... but every time you will sulk when you are angry with me. You don't get angry often... but when you do you sulk and become silent, I can tell.”
“...Don't hurt your legs.” Sipakorn gently shoved Nan's shoulders, and because of that resistance some of Nan's body came to sit on top of the injured person's legs.
“I'll be on top.”
“One day I will definitely die because of you, Nan.”
“Talk too much...” Nan smirked before bending down to kiss the lips of the person he said talked too much. Nan's tongue swept the corners of the mouth, tasting the sweet scent, storing the smell of the other person's body in the mind. Nan was fascinated and more excited when the strong hand came to squeeze and gently touch around his waist.
“Sip... oh!”
Nan turned his face away and let out a faint groan as the lips that he had once pressed a kiss on slipped away before they bent down to bite along the skin on his neck..
Sipakorn bit and nibbled, sucking down along the neck, leaving a hickey before sliding down to touch the edge of the lips, beautifully matching the peak of the chest. He let his tongue nibble until Nan’s body, which he held up on his lap, groaned sweetly and demanded attention in an irresistible manner.
“Oh... Sip, I want...”
“You want?”
“Let me...”
Nan pressed Sipakorn's shoulders down on the arm of the sofa, when all the caresses stopped. And the slender fingers of the other person that had deliberately rubbed behind his back.
“I said he would be on top, so I will do it myself... Hm... Sipakorn.”
“You are acting like you are commanding me to kneel again... that's fine, Nan.”
“No need...” Nan answered, pulling the shirt off his head before looking elsewhere as he moved away from Sipakorn, ready to remove his pants.
“Nan...” Sipakorn swallowed thick saliva. He noticed that his breathing was strange when he saw a pale figure in front of him, and he couldn't take his eyes off the rigid stick lying inside those dark pants for even a moment.
Nan's slender fingers gently removed the belt buckle and unzipped Sipakorn's pants. Nan slid the zipper loudly through the quiet, low-pitched air before taking out the large love stick from the pants.
It was hard and stiff, no different from Nan's own, and Nan guessed that at that moment in Sipakorn's body, it was probably as hot and throbbing as he himself.
Nan moved his body up close to Sipakorn. Nan still didn't dare to insert it inside himself, as the fresh pink hole was still tightly closed.
“Help me please...”
“No...”
“Meanie.” Nan let go of Sipakorn’s appendage before tapping his slender fingers on the beautiful lips, slipping it in for the other party to suck and play with until it was soaked with saliva. Nan secretly saw the big man smile when he pulled his own fingers out, and Sipakorn also stared without blinking when Nan pushed those slender fingers deep into his body...Nan's body was flushed, warm and stimulating, making him press his body, but Sipakorn had to wait for Nan to open the way with a willing heart that seemed like it was about to burst out.
“Oh...”
Nan withdrew his finger from his hole before leaning over to grab Sipakorn's love stick in his hand. Nan moved slightly before pressing it close to the entrance.
“Sip...oh.”
“Oh Nan...”
“It hurts...”
“Move slowly down...”
Sipakorn held onto Nan’s waist, who was about to wriggle away even after just pressing his body in for a moment.
“Oh...oh...Sip...hold me...hold.” Nan closed his eyes and bit his lip tightly as he slowly moved his body down. Nan was squirming in pain and struggling until he had to let go of a handful of Sipakorn's soft hair who was holding him tightly.
“Good job, Nan...move slowly like that.” Sipakorn moaned with satisfaction. He caressed the shapely legs of Nan wiggling his body, emphasizing the curves, gradually changing from slow to fast, from Nan moving alone to Sipakorn moving his waist along. Whenever Nan went down, Sipakorn went up, and whenever Nan went up, Sipakorn went down. It circled and rotated, swirling until drops of lust accumulated and stopped the flowing of passion in the body. One drop hit the strong abdomen, the other dripped into the soft body, thick and flowing until it flowed down.
“Sip...do you have sex with everyone like this?” Nan, who leaned his face against the edge of the sink with soap dripping down his face, asked the person who was rubbing soap on his back lightly, making him feel sleepy...
“I have something to disclose”
“Well...”
“In reality...I have never slept with anyone other than you, Nan. That day I spoke because of emotions.” Sipakorn pulled his hand from on the back of Nan as he heard the sound of water in the bathtub shaking from the movement of Nan, who turned to face him.
Sipakorn avoided eye contact, before his chin was lifted up to meet the deep blue eyes that had a strong pull on him.
“Then let it be me…It's just me...just this NanKlao, only me.”
Chapter 8: The bullied husband
The strong shaking and the loud ringing of the phone brought Sipakorn back to reality. He moved his body, opening his eyes and staring at the figure of Nan who was in the strong arms on the back of Nan, filled with bite marks and bruises, turning purple, it was so disgusting that he had to bend down to kiss and caress.
He sniffed the sweet scent from the smooth white skin...Nan was naked, and so was he...
Sipakorn moved again to detach himself from Nan, it made for a disgusting noise and the sound of a grunt from someone who had just woken up.
“Who's calling so early, Sip?” Nan moaned. Nan yawned and wanted to go back to sleep...but as he turned to find Sipakorn walking naked to pick up his pants to wear...Nan stopped thinking about sleeping. Nan woke up...fully awake.
“Good morning, Lord Mokfa.” His bright eyes softened as he raised his brows to look at the phone in his hand before raising his face to meet the eyes of the person sitting up.
“Sip? Did you tell Nan about what we talked about the other day?”
“I haven't said anything...” Sipakorn raised his finger to touch his nose. He felt embarrassed when his eyes saw the figure under the thick blanket full of love marks...it had happened multiple times, and he didn't realize that he accidentally left those marks on Nan.
“Don't tell Dad, because if you tell him, I will be sent back. If that happens, who will you sleep with?”
“Normally I sleep alone...”
“Do you not want to sleep with me? Are you sure, Sipakorn, that you don't want to?” Nan frowned, narrowing his eyes...last night, when they were doing Sipakorn almost burst out Nan's name, hugging him tightly and now pretending not to want to be close, what does that mean, Nan doesn't really understand.
Nan shifted his naked body off the bed and crept towards Sipakorn, who at this moment was waking up and moving until he bumped into the wall.
“My Nan... I think I should look at you, Nan... No. No, I should answer Lord Mokfa's call first. I will go out to talk outside. If you want to continue sleeping, that's fine.” Sipakorn said shakily, admitting that his heart was shaking. The closer Nan got, not only was his heart shaking, but his stomach also trembled as if he was plummeting down an air hole.
“You can talk here... And don't say anything to my father, you understand what I am saying, Sip?” Nan raised his arm to push against the wall, holding the larger man down before leaning in close and giving orders until both chests were pressed tightly together.
“Understood... Lord Nan.”
“Then go ahead... Sip, what are you waiting for?”
Nan raised a faint smile as he reached out to grab and answer the phone on the other side, opening the speaker.
“Yes... Lord Mokfa.”
“I called NanKlao, but my child refused to accept. Sip, could you go and see if he's awake or not?”
“Right now, Lord Mokfa?”
“You can go do that first. I'll go to Bangkok today with Sairoikaew, and we'll meet Young lady Bua later. I want you to get a chance to get to know each other.”
“Um...”
“We chose today because Sairoikaew said you were free. Invite NanKlao as well, we thought it would be nice to have a meal together with the whole family... but if NanKlao doesn't come, it's fine.”
Subtly glancing at Nan's handsome, wicked face for a second opinion, Nan finally pushed his face down near a beautiful pout and responded softly.
“Yes, Lord Mokfa.”
“Oh... If NanKlao doesn't call me back, tell him that I will go find him at the condo after we finish eating. If there's something to hide, tell him to hurry up and hide it.”
Sipakorn clenched his fist and sighed after Lord Mokfa finished speaking. Although his head was hurting from the long, stretched orders, it seemed like the person at the center of the story wasn't bothering much.
“Yes, Lord.”
“My father fires off orders like a quick rifle, who will listen?”
“And will Nan go with me... to have lunch with Lord Mokfa this noon?”
“Why shouldn't I go...”
Nan’s man will be captured and watched. Is there any way Nan won't follow to show his authority as the owner? Nan’s man will only be Nan’s!
“And what is in your room that you have to hide?”
“My room has nothing except for beer and liquor bottles, but I think you should keep your bedroom clean and hide things, because if my father and Sairoikaew come, I don't think you would want your mother to see that there are only traces of our love on your bed.”
“Nan, do you feel anything? When talking about things like this.” Sipakorn raised his hand to wipe his forehead, avoiding Nan's intense gaze, blushing and feeling so embarrassed that he couldn't control his facial expression and body temperature.
“Stop wasting time asking meaningless questions and get some food, Sipakorn... and if you can't drive anymore... Sip should come find me at my car at 7.”
…
“I didn't think you'll agree to come.” Lord Mokfa sat with his mouth agape, as he saw the angry face of his son walking into the restaurant with Sipakorn. Lord Mokfa never thought or dreamed that his stubborn son would agree to come.
“Father, don't act like you haven't seen me in a long time, it's ridiculous... and is that Young lady Bua?” The eyes widened in disdain as they looked at the sweet face of the young woman who was about the same age as Nan... Nan didn't like her at the first glance, especially when his father chose her... he didn't like her even more.
“I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce... This is Khun Chetaphut, my friend, and his daughter, Young lady Bua... Little Bua, never mind my son. NanKlao lacks manners. The person who came with NanKlao is Sipakorn, the one we were talking about earlier.” Lord Mokfa sent a disapproving look to Nan before winking at Young lady Bua when introducing Sipakorn to her.
Young lady Bua smiled gently at Lord Mokfa before turning to give Nan a brief smile, and then let it disappear as she raised her hand to greet Sipakorn.
“Sit over there, Sip.” Sairoikaew pointed to the chair next to Young lady Bua, but had to look away when Nan walked over and sat on the chair.
“I want to sit there... I also want to know Buabaan like everyone else.”
“My name is Bua, just Bua... not Buabaan like Nan calls me.”
“If that's the case, I apologize, because I don't really pay attention to anyone... sit down, Sipakorn.” Nan told Young lady Bua before turning to call Sipakorn to sit down... not really paying attention to anyone and not caring about anyone... except for Sipakorn.
“Let's eat and talk together.” Lord Mokfa said kindly before starting to pick up the delicious and appetizing food in front of him as the first person.
The sound of conversation mixed with laughter from the adults at the table was loud, contrasting with the young ones who simply sat and smiled as they awkwardly put small amounts of food into their mouths... This was the scene with Sipakorn and Young lady Bua, but not with Nan who tapped his fingers in time with the music in a good mood. After snatching the spoon in Sipakorn's hand that's feeding Young lady Bua because Sairoikaew ordered him to place it on Bua’s food on the plate.
Nan slid his chair closer to Sipakorn, and in order to not make it seem intentional, Nan pretended to want to reach out to the food that was far away.
“Want me to get it for you...”
“Sure.” Nan leaned back in his chair and continued to smile, looking at Sipakorn moving his chair closer to the dining table, and because the tablecloth was a hanging piece of cloth, Sipakorn's body slid halfway under the table.
“Nan...” Sipakorn raised his gaze to Nan's face, who was still smiling at the corner of his mouth after returning to sit on the chair as before... How could he not look at Nan, when his foot was casually caressing his shin.
“The soup is delicious... let me feed you a bit”
“Oh...” Sipakorn bit his lip until it turned pale, and when an odd noise accidentally slipped out... At this point, the tip of Nan's foot wasn't caressing his shin, but his hand, which was different from Nan's foot that was lowered down to grip his calf before dragging it up to the waist!!
“Sip, are you feeling okay... you look a bit pale.”
“Ah... no.”
“Are you sure... and look, you are sweating coming out even though the weather is getting colder.”
“Hmph... I am okay... just felt like going to the bathroom for a bit.” Sipakorn pulled Nan's hand out from under the table. After that, the hand caressed until everything that creature that was once calm and still was awakened and ready to explode.
“Lord Nan, may you... come with me to the bathroom for a bit.”
“I was about to you as well...”
In the bathroom…
“Come on in, I'll wait for you.” Nan leaned against the sink, sweeping his eyes to the quiet, empty, orange-lit bathroom that was bathed in bright, sparkling light.
“This bathroom is really nice.”
“Teasing...”
“And then what...”
“Lord Nan, you must take responsibility.”
At the end of Sipakorn's speech, Nan's body was pushed by the force of the larger person, before being dragged into the innermost room, with the door closed and locked.
“That's so exciting, Sip.” Nan smirked after his back was pushed against the door, his hands slid down to unfasten the belt buckle and release it from the waist...
Nan didn't remove the belt, but instead unzipped and then slid down Sipakorn's pants, releasing the manhood freely before touching it and causing the groaning sound of the person with a confused look.
Passion, desire until feeling like dying, Nan was willing to give it all to Sipakorn.
Sipakorn's eyes softened, usually allowing Nan to take the lead, but now it turned fierce, as if tearing apart the body of the person in front until nothing was left.
His hands reached down onto Nan's wide hips before dragging and pressing his body against the door.
Sipakorn removed Nan's pants, inserting his fingers into the warm, tight passage, and when his fingers were pulled out, the first thing they touched was the manhood that disappeared with a single push.
“Ouch...that was too hard, Sip.”
Nan’s legs trembled in pain, he wanted to turn around and push Sipakorn away, but he couldn't as both hands were held up and placed on the edge of the bathroom door...followed by Sipakorn’s shaft inserting between Nan's crack.
The sound of the door hinges creaking was loud when Sipakorn began to move. He leaned close to Nan, and then bowed down to kiss him to muffle the sobbing sound of Nan, leaving only a grunt in his throat.
Nan's fingers intertwined with Sipakorn's fingers. Meanwhile, the tips of their toes in leather shoes stepped on the sweaty soles of the white canvas sneakers of the other...as much as Sipakorn pushed himself deeper, Sip was sure that the force would make the person who penetrated leak out his desire as his manhood inside and out of Nan's body pay off.
“I...you...I want...”
“Ouch...wh..what...”
“Come with you lord Nan...”
Sipakorn requested as he moaned and lowered his hands to his sides, gripping Nan's strong, tense shaft. He nudged and moved, sliding his hands down to Nan's shaft...doing it repeatedly only a few times the two figures intertwined and suddenly jerked rigidly...
“Oh...Sip...it's a mess.”
“Well, lord Nan...if you don't want to make a mess, don't tease me like that again”
“I didn't think you would be so forceful...”
“...let's go have lunch together, I sense that I am hungry because I have been exhausted since last night”
“Alright...because I'm hungry too.”
…
The clinking of metal forks and plates echoed continuously, drawing confused glances from the table companions...Sipakorn and Nan remained silent, eating their food without speaking or interacting with anyone. After disappearing to the restroom and returning,
“Khun Sip and Lord Nan, you both seem to have more appetite. After returning from the restroom”
“Sip invited me to exert energy”
“Exert energy?”
“The restroom door Sip went in broke. It was almost completely stuck before he managed to push it open with all his strength”
“Keke...Keke..” Sipakorn coughed before reaching for the glass of water that Nan sent over...The reason why the door was stuck was something Sipakorn knew very well.
“I am about to go to the restroom at the perfect timing...will it be a bed like the men's restroom?”
“...Bua, don't worry, you are using the women's restroom, I don't think it would break like the men's restroom I just used”
“Are they related, whether it's a women's restroom or a men's restroom?”
Young lady Bua looked puzzled when she received only silence from Sipakorn, and the meaningful smile sent by Nan...the smile of Nan, the one who dared to reject marriage with her until her face drooped. What does that imply? I really want to know
Chapter 9: Sipakorn's confusion
Cluck...cluck...cluck...cluck...cluck...
Crunch!!
“Ugh...”
Sipakorn sighed as he put down the silver pen on the table. After tapping it annoyingly until it made a loud noise, he felt frustrated, restless, and anxious, all because he hadn't seen Nan's face for a full two days!
“Can I go to the room now...”
His tall figure stood up, hesitating whether to walk or remain still like the past two days, even though he had never locked his bedroom door for those two days.
“Nan often comes to my room, standing in front of the door should be fine, right? Or should I go to the minimart and ask if he needs anything? Hmm... this idea seems good.”
Sipakorn settled on his own thoughts, reaching for his wallet in his pocket before his long legs carried him out following his heart's desire.
“I… what... Do you want...?”
“I'm going to the minimart.”
“I feel like I'm dying.”
“I think I can't take it anymore... let's stay like this for a while.”
“What's wrong?” Sipakorn inquired softly as Nan, who had just opened the door, leaned against his strong shoulders. Nan looked tired and his sharp eyes looked dull and misty.
“The project is finished.”
Nan spoke sadly, burying his face in the larger man's body. Nan sniffed and inhaled the sweet scent of Sipakorn into his lungs, and when he felt his heart soften, his slender hand reached for the waist and drew closer until their bodies, which had been apart, were close together.
“Rest... take it easy.”
“I'm tired... Are you going to go to the minimart? I'll go with you.”
Nan pulled away from Sipakorn before walking back into the room and coming back out with a leather wallet in hand.
“Your room is a mess...” Sipakorn frowned as he peeked into Nan's room, which was cluttered with scraps of paper and food spread all around, on the bed, beautiful piano, until he wondered where Nan slept.
“Normally, I hire a maid to clean, but now I'm working and I don't want anyone to bother me... I have so much stuff to do that I don't sleep on the bed, and I've been sleeping on the drafting board for two nights.”
“Why didn't you come to sleep in my room?” Sipakorn pursed his lips when he finished speaking, his voice trembling slightly. Although it was just a small fear, he was afraid that Nan would find out, so he pretended to look at the elevator going up.
“Are you inviting me to sleep with you?”
“Nah.”
“Can I sleep in your room tonight?”
“It's your choice... the elevator is here.”
“I just noticed that my wallet and yours are the same.”
Nan looked back and forth between his own wallet and Sipakorn's in his hand. It seemed like if they were placed together, it would be hard to tell whose was whose.
“Nan, you and I have always liked the same things since we were kids...”
Sipakorn answered nonchalantly before turning to face the wall in the elevator. He casually slipped his hand into Nan's pocket, humming softly as he thought about how he and Nan liked to use the same things... not by chance, but by design.
“Sip...”
Nan called out softly, as he moved closer to Sipakorn. It had been a while since he had felt his touch and he wanted to know what was going on.
“Nan, don't...”
“I'll miss Sip's touch...”
Nan chuckled quietly as he caressed his own hand onto Sipakorn's waist, and squeezed it tighter when the person beside them looked away before grabbing Nan's hand and holding it in his own.
Sipakorn held Nan's hand lightly, gazing deeply into his eyes. It was soft and deep, sending shivers down his spine, before he gently pushed Nan's heart to beat erratically when Sipakorn's hand, holding Nan's hand, lifted Nan's hand up before pressing his lips and nose down.
“Even I... miss you very much. Lord Nan knows... that I'm not one to play around like you.”
Sipakorn flipped his finger to interlock with Nan's hand before lowering it down alongside his body. He looked at Nan's flushed face, which turned away immediately when he raised his head to meet his gaze.
Ding!
“Do you mean that I am just playing around then?”
“I swear I didn't mean it like that at all...”
“Let go of my hand... I don't like people looking.” Nan commanded in a low voice as the elevator doors opened on the lowest floor of the condominium. Nan didn't want anyone to see, because if someone saw his flushed face at this moment, it would only get hotter.
“Phii Sip... Nan?”
“Rajin...” Sipakorn called out the familiar name to the person that appeared in front of him after the elevator doors opened completely. He narrowed his beautiful eyes and looked at the face of the person in front of him, who was looking at his hand slipping out of Nan's hand. It took a moment when he felt sorry, and he hoped that Rajin would have enough manners not to say anything.
“I had something to consult with you... Are you free?”
“What is it? Why didn't you call first?”
“Sorry, I forgot.” Rajin lowered her head, avoiding the reproachful gaze of Sipakorn before hesitantly looking up at the pair of eyes shining brightly in his direction. She didn't like it and felt uncomfortable with the gaze of Nan looking at her.
“Phii Sip, do you have time for me.../I want to eat ice cream, Sip. If you want to join us, we can treat you.”
“Tomorrow I will go to the faculty, if there is something, we'll talk tomorrow, Jin... Come Nan. The other day I saw in the shop the ice cream that you like too.”
“Oh... good because I remember that you also like to eat that type of ice cream.”
The voices of the conversation gradually faded away as the two tall figures disappeared into the shop under the condo... Rajin was wondering if Captain Sipakorn, who was said to be absolutely irresistible... was trying to impress and conquer the most prestigious university campus figure, Nan... You are playing too much Phii Sip; Sipakorn!
“I cut the cloth to wipe your face for Nan yesterday Sip go and give it to Nan too. These two pieces are Lord Nan's. As for this one, it's yours. I made it gray because you like it.”
7 years ago
“Why is Lord Nan's cloth red? Does Lord Nan like red?”
“Son, I asked Lord Mokfa... It seems that Lord Nan likes red.”
“Yes.”
“Lately, you seem close to Lord Mokfa, mother.”
“We just talk normally like a servant and a master... There's nothing else.”
“Are you going to see Lord Nan? Hurry up and go. Take the face cloth with you.”
“Mom pinned the name on the cloth for Lord Nan too, right, sir?” Sipakorn looked at the yellow gold letters embroidered on the red cloth... reading 'Lord Nan'... which made him want it.
“Lord Nan tends to lose things. He takes it away with him every other day and exchanges it with other people's things. Pinning the name on it is good enough.”
“Yes...”
Sipakorn sat down on the floor next to Nan's bed. Nan was drawing with enthusiasm, and even more enthusiastically when he saw Sipakorn walking in.
“Waiting... but why the long face?”
“Mom told me to bring a face towel for you.”
“I don't see anything that would upset you, Sip... the wound on your leg, is it still hurting or not?”
“It still hurts.”
“The other day I asked if it was getting better.”
“Today it still hurts.”
“Why... looking at me with clear eyes, what's the matter?”
“I want your face towel... let's exchange with each other.” Sipakorn handed the gray face towel to Nan, while still holding onto a piece of red cloth.
“I don't like gray.”
“I myself like red.”
“Sip, why do you look strange today... actually, if you wants red, you can ask Sairoikaew to make a new one.”
“Even though the wound from being hit because of you is still there, but if you offer the face towel, the wound might heal.” Sipakorn raised his leg to stretch it, rubbing the area where the wound was still visible, glancing at Nan who looked guilty... let mom make a new one if she wants to... but the new piece will not have Nan's name pinned on it like these two pieces!
“Are you feeling unwell, Sipakorn? You seem to be talking incoherently... giving you that cloth, how will that make the pain go away?” Nan placed the book and pen in his hand on the bed, turned over and lay down facing Sipakorn, who was lying below.
“I see that there are two pieces... why don't you give me one?”
“I want both pieces... but if I have to give Nan one piece, it's fine.” Sipakorn placed the red face towel in front of Nan. Nan looked at it before picking it up.
“It's strange. Sip and I like many things the same. We both like to eat the same things, and probably because we like many things the same, Sip is the one who understands me the most.”
“And what does Lord Nan think about me being like this?”
“It's good... I like that you care about me.”
“Then Lord Nan shouldn't let anyone take care of him instead of me.”
Chapter 10: Eating ice cream with Sipakorn
The tall figure of Sipakorn walked into his spacious room before sitting on the chair in front of his wide desk to work. He placed the bag he carried from the minimart on the table, opened it, and took out his wallet.
“Nan, which flavor would you like to have first? I will keep the rest in the fridge.” said Sipakorn as he opened the plastic bag on the table, revealing a variety of ancient flavored ice creams. It seemed like Nan grabbed all of them and filled his arms.
“I will get them myself. I want to try different flavors.” Nan replied.
“Don't eat too much, or you'll get a stomachache.” warned Sipakorn.
“Then let's each have a different flavor. I want to have pink and orange.” Nan suggested.
Without saying anything, Sipakorn just moved and picked up a stick of orange and pink ice cream. He offered it to Nan, who had picked pink and left the orange one untouched for him.
Nan walked slowly towards Sipakorn and sat down at the table, facing him squarely. Nan unwrapped the plastic covering the ice cream and then sat down, wide open, on the other side.
The corners of Nan's mouth touched the cold sweetness. The color was fresh, matching the warmth of his full lips when he touched the coldness. The white mist floated in the air.
Nan's small, flickering tongue took a taste before biting the tip with his sharp white teeth.
Nan lowered the ice cream in his hand before turning to look at Sipakorn, who was sitting upright on the chair. Nan swept his eyes over the person struggling for breath, smiled faintly, and used the tips of his toes to catch the arms... pushing Sipakorn's chair closer.
Sipakorn swallowed the thick saliva down his throat. He breathed in, but his gaze did not leave Nan's lips and white teeth... Nan, who seemed to realize what he was thinking…
“It's all melted, Sip.”
“I'll eat it now.” replied Sipakorn, bending down, completely focused on unwrapping the ice cream. He struggled as his hands shook, and his stomach twisted in pain... Nan's mouth... Nan's teeth, and the ice cream stick he was eating didn't seem like ice cream.
“Nan...”
Sipakorn jerked up when the person sitting at the edge of the table shifted towards the center and placed the long legs placing them on Sipakorn’s thigh.
“Just go ahead and eat it...”
“My tongue has lost his taste...” Sipakorn sighed softly, leaning back against the chair. He looked out elsewhere, not at the wide spread of Nan’s legs that revealed his fair skin. His body was hot, so he had to cool it down with the ice cream he was chewing and swallowing... but it didn't help.
“Why... doesn't it taste good?”
“I want something else...” Sipakorn managed to keep the ice cream in his mouth until he finished it. He let the wooden stick fall on the floor as his gentle eyes looked up at Nan's sinister face without a hint of hiding. Nan was fire... a beautiful blue fire ready to burn him alive as he touched, as he touched without forgetting how hot the fire really was.
“Ah...” Nan laid his hand on the table, raising his face with a low groan from his throat. As the cold from the ice cream in Sipakorn's mouth blew away, it crawled up from his toe up to his shin. It crept up higher and higher, bringing a strange feeling to cling to his body... Nan wanted the cold to touch that part, but Nan could only watch as the thin white smoke curled around the inside of his legs.
“Is pink tasty?” Sipakorn asked as the ice cream in his mouth melted away. He lifted his body up, his arms reaching the table, holding Nan firmly within his arms.
“May I taste it?” The handsome face lowered to taste the melting ice cream dripping in Nan's hand. He sucked and swallowed slowly, imitating the way Nan did it, and beyond that, every action Sipakorn took, he did not hide from Nan even for a moment.
“If it's good, I'll let you have it.”
“Which one do you want to share?” Sipakorn snatched an empty stick from Nan's hand and threw it away. He held a beautiful colored ice cream ball in his mouth before bending down to kiss the edge of the lips and share the cool sweetness with Nan to taste.
Nan responded to the cool sweetness oozing from Sipakorn's mouth, sharing it and even though the ice cream was gone, their lips remained close.
Sipakorn reached down to the table to grab a plastic bag containing the ice cream. He didn't care what color the new stick of ice cream he picked up was, as the blush on his face and the texture of Nan's body were much more interesting to look at.
“That’s cold...” Nan shivered and told Sipakorn as the ice cream stick touched his neck.
“I am hot.” Sipakorn chuckled softly in his throat. He looked at Nan's slightly messy face, using his mouth to peel the ice cream. He ate it again, blowing cool air on the flushed neck.
“Sipakorn, I want...”
“I know.”
At the corner of the mouth that stored the cold lapped to pass through Nan's body, whose eyes were closed and receiving the touch through the shoulders, chest, smooth belly, it created a tingling sensation until Nan almost didn't realize when his own pants were taken off and laid on the floor... The realization must have come when the cold sensation touched his body until his almost bare flesh shivered with full force.
“Ah... oh... Sip... Sip.” Nan placed his hand on the shoulder of Sipakorn and moaned, when he saw the light-colored hair move back and forth, and as Sipakorn’s tongue moved closer to Nan's hole, the sweet moaning sound became even louder. each time Sipakorn distanced his body when the ice cream in the mouth had finished. He unwrapped a new one, eating it alternating with eating Nan’s hole, he mixed and mingled, murmuring, until a sweet water droplet from the melted ice cream flowed through the bright pink pucker that was prominent in front of him.
“I want to be swallowed by Lord Nan’s hole...” Sipakorn begged as he lifted both of Nan's legs up high. He grabbed the toes and kissed them lovingly, but his eyes did not stray from the straight path that at this moment his love organ was pointing at.
“Then bring it in...” Nan slid his body down until his back was close to the table, and lifted his hands over his head towards where he could hold. Nan gritted his teeth to sound a groan when he accepted Sipakorn to come in... It slipped in easily, as at this moment, Nan's body was slippery with the sweetness of the ice cream made mostly from coconut milk!
“Hold on tight, Nan... it may shake a little bit. My table is missing one of its table legs on one side.”
Sipakorn wiped his lips delicately in the corner of the mouth... smirking, and when his body bent over, Nan had to hold on to the table firmly when the table shook and slid crazily loudly against the moaning sound that made him hear.
The front door of Sipakorn was softly closed, it was so light that the two in love did not hear... or did not think to care from the beginning, they didn't even realize.
Rajin leaned against the wall, tears filled her soft eyes, tears that had been falling since she saw the closeness between Sipakorn and Nan lovemaking.
The man who presented himself as a very good senior... a relationship that resembled a dream... the big love scene that inflamed jealousy until the thought went that... the person whom Sipakorn was going to kiss on the toes should not be Nan... because it should be her!!!