Make It, Break It

Part 6B

"Why don't we walk around the mall to help the food down?" Prapai suggested and Sky agreed. His tummy could blow up anytime soon with the desserts that he indulged in. He should have said no to the sticky rice pudding, but it was his favourite. They walked alongside and talked more about Prapai's game, his recent winning technique and his favourite player. Prapai told him about his intern job and how he worked his ass off at the minister's office whenever he was there but had to endure it due to the extra credits he needed for the scholarship.

Sky listened intently, it was more of a habit as a physician. He knew he should just enjoy the moment with the younger kid, but listening to Prapai and watching his long limbs moving around excited him. He imagined inserting a cannula inside the veiny hand, touching the sinewy biceps, getting around the anatomy of it, feeling up the abdominal rectus muscle if he could, down to the gluteus maximus...

"Doc?"

Sky snapped out of it.

What in the world...

"Are you okay? Are you... checking me out?"

"No." Sky replied almost immediately and he regretted it. Prapai stopped walking and turned to him. "I'm just..." he touched the inside of Prapai's arm. It was as firm as he imagined, he wondered what percentage of fat remained in this body – what was his Framingham score? He noticed the faint bruise on the side he was touching and looked up.

Prapai's face was too close to him, and he knew immediately his intention. He stepped back a bit, and leaned on the wall behind him as Prapai came nearer.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked for permission? Sky could laugh at this moment, it was so surreal how the boy waited and had the decency to ask. Sky closed his eyes and nodded, letting the athlete caressed his cheek and later sealed their lips together.

His kiss was soft and sensual, there was no tongue involved. Yet.

Sky could taste the green tea that they ordered, it was bitter with sweetness of Prapai. Prapai pushed Sky gently, trapping Sky in between him and the wall. His hand rubbed below his jawline, and Sky opened his mouth – feeling the kiss building up rapidly. Prapai sucked in his tongue, Sky was greedy with tasting Prapai's lips and playful tongue. He put both hands on Prapai's back, as Prapai's other hand slowly rubbing the small circle behind Sky's back.

Sky could feel something awoken in his trousers.

Shit.

He wanted to break the kiss.

It was impossible. They were in their kissing world right now. Prapai was as hungry as a beast as he ravaged Sky's mouth with his tongue, his hands touching Sky at all the right places. If Sky opened his eyes right now he could only see the desire in Prapai's eyes. Sky hissed when Prapai's lips lingered towards his neck, sucking it there and Sky gulped. He tried thinking of the worst sports incident he ever managed to help bringing his little one down.

"Stop..." Sky was in deep bliss when he opened his eyes and saw someone watching from afar.

"Hmm?" Prapai moaned, but didn't stop savouring him.

Sky grabbed Prapai's arm more harshly than he intended.

"Fu...!" Sky recognised the face. It was someone from his life as a mafia heir. He knew the symbol on the bandana that that person wore.

He could spot one of them.

Sky's eyes darted everywhere trying to locate the others. Chills crept up his spine as he feared what would happen next.

It was okay when he's alone and able to flee at the very moment he spotted them.

But tonight he was with a boy. He couldn't let them harm him.