He opened his eyes to see Prapai looking down at him. His hand was cleaning the bodily fluid on both of their abdomen. Sky sighed. The bliss that engulfed them felt like home right now to him, and he wanted to call the boy in front of him his.
Prapai snuggled his head on Sky's shoulder, sniffing him taking the scent of him. Sky smiled.
If it's up to him, he would want Prapai to not just jerk him off – he wanted all of Prapai. His body, his soul and his everything.
Prapai intertwined their fingers together.
How should he say it? Sky wondered.
"What are you thinking of?" Prapai's question brought Sky back to the room.
"It's complicated."
"Long story short, please," Sky peeked and saw that Prapai was not hard anymore. He wondered when did Prapai release himself, and how on Earth...?
"About you, me. Us."
"What are you afraid of?"
"Our family," Sky gulped. He didn't want to bring the topic right now when they were cuddling like this but it felt impossible to discuss about it any other time. It was what exactly on his mind right now.
What could have been to them if they were not related. What could have been of their relationship if he could just fall in love with Prapai and not face any consequences.
"Just let it go." Prapai whined and snuggled closer. "I don't think my family would mind,"
"Prapai,"
"You think about everything a lot, you think too much. I don't want you to think about it anymore," Sky sighed. Prapai was right. He was thinking too much. His brain was constantly running that he felt exhausted.
"I..." Prapai kissed him on the lips, it was delightfully tender. Prapai's fingers that touched his face calmed the state of his mind.
"I'll do you one more round if you keep talking,"
"Prapai!" they laughed. Prapai sat up and Sky stayed on his lap. Sky pulled a mini blanket on the couch to cover his lower half. Prapai noticed it and tried to grab the blanket away but Sky pulled harder. "Don't,"
"Let loose, I want to see all of you,"
"I hate people seeing my body," Sky stood up and Prapai saw the eye-roll. He wondered if he said anything wrong – he was just so fond of Sky and wanted to see that beautiful body of his.
"Doc Sky," Sky wrapped the blanket around his waist. "You're beautiful,"
"I know, but I'm not comfortable airing everything for the world to see," Prapai said nothing this time. It was an obstacle conquered by him when Sky allowed him to actually come this far. Their first encounter made an impression to Prapai, he knew then that Sky was not playing hard to get, he was closing the walls between them as soon as their eyes met. It was a tremendous achievement when Sky let him kiss him, letting him in his room and allowing him to jerk him off.
Asking Sky to reveal all of his body might be the boundary that he put on between them.
Prapai wanted more.
"What do you call us now?" Prapai stood up and approached Sky who was drinking. He put his hand around Sky's tiny waist and rested his chin on Sky's shoulder. He smelled divine.
"Nothing." Sky said coldly. Prapai was hurt but knew not to push Sky more.
"I'm sorry I dragged you into this," Sky put down his glass after taking a big gulp of cold water.
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Make It, Break It
General FictionDoctor Sky just recently transferred as a sports physician trainee at the sports center. He met an enthusiastic young volleyball athlete who couldn't stop messing with him. He was intrigued with the boy but as a professional he couldn't let the boy...