Pete POV
"I've been wanting to give you two a make over for so long!!! " Tankhun rubs his hands in satisfaction, running over his makeover plans in his head.
"Khun Noo, you're scaring us!"
"Scaring you? I suffer from frustration because of you both! You hide yourselves behind a dull style and old-fashioned haircut...ugh!" Tankhun takes off Arm's glasses and throw it away. "A gem to be polished!" He pats Arm on the face, who has trouble seeing anything. "Take him to room number two!"
Half the team escorted Arm to a room.
"Now you, Pete..." Tankhun calmly approached me and pinched my cheeks with his fingertips. "You will be my masterpiece! You will be Angel from head to toe, in every pore, in every corner of your being!" A dark look forms on Tankhun's face which makes me shiver.
"No need to overdo it, Khun Noo...it's just a few meetings...I'll pretty much just escort Arm...we don't need all that..."
"Nonsense! You should aim for another goal, Pete! Think big! I don't give a damn about that weaponry deal...boring. What I want is to see your sex addicted husband regret having laid eyes on someone else in his life! I want to see him suffer from the core of his being and come crawling asking for your forgiveness! And those stupid friends of his to envy you to death" Tankhun gave a devilish smile." Tankhun is definitely enjoying whatever's going through his head there.
"But Khun Noo... I don't care about them...besides, I'm pretty much sure Vegas didn't..."
"Enough, Pete! A little more self-appreciation for God's sake! You look like a wretched wife protecting her worthless husband."
"But..."
"Pol!"
"What are you going to do?"
Pol approached me along with four members of the make over team. Suddenly they grabbed my arms and dragged me to room number one. There was a beautiful girl waiting for us inside the room. She greeted me with a broad smile. They took all my clothes off and put me on a massage bed. They tied up my wrists and ankles. I tried to struggle, but I couldn't stop them.
Pol got on my right side with an apologetic face and Tankhun on my left side beaming with excitement. That girl started shaving my legs using wax.
"Okay...okay...I can handle it...I can handle it..." I whispered softly to myself, with my eyes closed, grimacing with each skilled movement of the smiling girl.
I kind of knew this would happen, because Angel really did have nice, shaved legs. The same with the eyebrow and armpit. As I don't have a lot of hair, it was painful but bearable. It was fast.
"...now can you let me go?" Pol looked at me with a pitying face. Tankhun grabbed my shoulder.
"A little more, Pete...the icing on the cake is missing"
"What do you mean...?
"Pete...have you ever heard of Brazilian wax?" I saw a glint in Tankhun's eyes.
"Wh - what...WHAT???"
The smiley girl approached again holding a spatula dipped in wax:
"Don't worry, Khun Pete. It might hurt a little because those are the most sensitive areas...but then you get used to the pain...it's kind of satisfying" She grinned at me.
"No, no, no...I can't handle it...I can't...I can't...OUCH!"
Drops of sweat were already running down my forehead. I tried to hold back the screams, but I couldn't. Vegas, do you think you know how to play with wax? This girl knows her shit, buddy! I'm sure her last name is torture. That sweet girl doesn't smirk as she makes tears flow from my eyes! She softly giggles like a baby! She giggles! She scares the shit out of me.
When they turned me over. I tried to run away, but everyone held me tight on the bed, laying me on my stomach. Pol looked on curiosity but then turned away in sympathy with my pain and embarrassment. I felt my soul leave my body until the procedure was over. One thing I know. I've never felt so embarrassed in my entire life. And if I have, surely this recent memory has overshadowed all others.
"We are done, Khun Pete!" She winked at me and smiled widely. "Don't you want me to do it on you, sir?" She asked Pol with a sweet smile, which he declined awkwardly, his face all red.
"Wow! Look at that! This girl is so skilled, huh, Pete." Then Tankhun turned to her. "Funny...you kind of remind me of his husband...all nice on the outside...but...well...never mind..." Tankhun waved his hand kind of pushing the idea away at first, but then he turned his face back to her again and asked. "Are you a sadist?"
With my wrists free, I ran to cover Tankhun's mouth. "hahaha...don't mind him!!!
I'll give you a relaxing massage using aromatic healing oils, so your skin won't be irritated, sir. You'll feel better."
I was completely naked, not a hair on my body. My skin was burning from waxing, and my face from embarrassment. Smiley girl covered my private part with a towel and gave me a light massage.
"I'm going to leave this warm blindfold over your eyes so you can rest for a few minutes, okay? I'll be back in a few minutes, Khun Pete.
"Relax Pete...take your time. We'll move on to phase two next." Tankhun spoke excitedly. I sighed.
I heard the door closing. Phew, now I can have a few minutes of rest to prepare myself spiritually for what is to come...
Moments later, I heard the door open again. Is my rest over? I need more time to face Tankhun's next surprise!
I feel a light and warm touch slowly going up my right leg, then through my thigh... until it reaches my abs. It felt different. I shiver.
"Ahem, I'm pretty relaxed already, I don't think you need to..."
Suddenly I feel a light touch on my lips and a warm breath near my right ear.
"Your skin is so smooth and fragrant, Pete..."
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VegasPete : The Way You Taste
FanfictionThis fanfic begins when Vegas and Pete live together in the Minor Family mansion. Vegas will have to join forces with the Main Family for an important weaponry deal, causing Pete and Arm to work together undercover. This makes a possessive Vegas mad...