"Hold still." "I'm trying." Rain grumbled when Phayu stacked another box into his arms and he wobbled. "It's heavy, P'Phayu!" "I thought you promised to help me move this stuff?" The senior raised an eyebrow as he grabbed a pair of scissors to cut open another box. Rain huffed. "I didn't. You asked if I want to help you clean your room. I thought it meant like vacuuming or folding your clothes. This is so fuc- so very heavy!" "Haha, aren't you cute." Phayu checked the box contents before taping it shut again and hoisting it onto already wobbly stack of boxes in Rain's arms. "Stop cussing though; it's really not that heavy." The boy groaned under the load, but one look at Phayu's unbothered face and Rain grit his teeth, determined to carry the boxes without another complaint. With little to no effort, Phayu carried two large boxes and lead the way. He didn't really need Rain's help, he could have easily moved those couple of boxes by himself and it would have taken him less than ten minutes, but when Rain popped up in the garage with cheery expression, he just couldn't let the boy leave. Just seeing Rain made Phayu want to tease him. He just couldn't help it. When they entered Phayu's room, the senior put down his boxes and reached out help Rain, but the boy just stubbornly continued his little walk until he too set the boxes down with a triumphant smile.
"See? I don't need...your help." He wheezed through his teeth, trying to keep a smile. "Yes yes, good boy." Phayu patted his shoulder. "I think you deserve a reward." "Reward?" Rain perked up. In the excitement his elbow collided with the stacked boxes and he watched as the two on top fell over, spilling their contents everywhere. "Or perhaps a punishment instead." Phayu frowned as he stared at the mess. Rain nervously gulped. There was hundreds, if not thousands of tiny parts, from bolts to caps to little buttons, he barely knew what any of it was except that it had something to do with the car interior. Some were plastic, some just metal, but there was just so many Rain nearly cried when Phayu ordered him to kneel on the floor and pick everything up. Phayu sat down at his desk with a large compartment storage box while Rain scooped handfuls of parts onto the desk, pouting and muttering half arsed apologies. When he finally finished piling up everything onto the table, he gave Phayu a big apologetic smile, but the senior just chuckled. "What; you don't expect me to sort it out, do you?" Phayu gestured to the compartment box and then patted his lap. "Come here. If you do a good job, I'll give you a reward." He smiled. Rain sat on his lap with a huff, embarrassed when his feet didn't even touch the floor anymore, and began picking up those little pieces. They all seemed similar to one another, and he had to squint hard to notice any differences before placing them into separate little compartments. "The reward better be pizza." He grumbled. Phayu rested his chin on Rain's shoulder, kissing the junior's cheek. "Nope. Something better." He teasingly blew air into Rain's ear, and the boy shivered.
"Like what?" Rain asked. He already knew he was digging his own grave with that question, as the answer came in a form of a hand, sneaking underneath his shirt and teasingly rubbing at his nipple. Phayu loved how easily turned on Rain was, how sensitive the boy's body was to touch, and how he squirmed under the lightest form of teasing. "Getting the idea yet?" Phayu kissed his shoulder. Rain bashfully nodded and continued to sort out the parts while his chest got squeezed and pinched, but Phayu didn't stop there. The more focused Rain tried to be, the more the senior teased, with hands stroking his chest and abdomen, and those irritating fingers tweaking his already sensitive nipples. Phayu's hands moved down, touching Rain's thighs until his fingers settled on the zipper and he slowly opened it, making Rain gasp in surprise. "P'Phayu!" "Focus; you're messing up the order." Phayu said quietly, his hand slipping into Rain's shorts. He wasn't even surprised Rain was already hard and he stroked the boy's erection over the thin fabric of his boxers, pressing his thumb against the wet stain. "Oh, by the way...you're not allowed to come until you sort all of this out. Or you get punished more." He ordered, and Rain whined. There was at least hundreds, if not thousand pieces, and he barely separated twenty! It was as if someone just dumped bag of rice and told him to count the grains. The boy shivered when Phayu's lips touched his sensitive neck, kissing and licking so very softly as his hand stroked the bulge. Phayu pressed the heel of his palm against it, rubbing it slowly, patiently. If he were to touch Rain's cock directly, the boy would probably blow his load within seconds, but Phayu just couldn't have that. Not yet.
