Lost without you - A BounPrem Fanfiction 🔞 (english)

Chapter 13 - Who am I? (part 1)(16+)

The morning sun woke Boun when it cheekily aimed one of its warm rays directly into his eyes through the blackout curtain in front of Prem's balcony door.

He held his hand up to the glare, its welcome shadow softening the pain in his eyes.

He turned his head gently. Prem lay beside him, his lips the epitome of a tender touch on his neck, his breath a gentle caress to the soft skin in that spot and one arm resting possessively over his chest. The beautiful, warm sunlight drew soft patterns on Prem's bare shoulders, which Boun immediately had to caress and kiss.

Last night, the cuddling and TV watching had ended with them lying in bed in just their shorts, giving each other wonderful caresses and kisses on their naked skin. But without giving in to their libido again, they fell asleep deeply satisfied in an infinitely happy feeling of closeness to each other. It felt so incredibly good that this wasn't just about pleasure satisfaction and sexual attraction, because there was so much more between them.

Prem moved a little under Boun's gentle touch on his shoulders and smiled softly in his sleep.

Boun smirked. How could a man be so adorable?

A pair of sleepy but beautiful brown eyes finally blinked at Boun, still a little tired, and a soft, contented voice tenderly purred "Good morning Hia" against Boun's shoulder, which received a little kiss in return.

Boun immediately pulled Prem over to him and into a tight hug.

A contented sigh escaped the tired head with tousled bed hair, which now snuggled up against Boun's bare chest and was gently stroked by a large hand.

"How could I voluntarily wake up in the morning without you for so long?" Boun asked, sounding relatively serious, as if he was a little angry with himself for it.

"I don't know, how could I keep my hands off you for so long?" Prem asked back, grinning against Boun's chest, and briefly but cheekily stroked Boun's morning greetings from the intimate region with one finger from the chest downwards.

Boun was now grinning too. He loved it when Prem made little naughty innuendos and gestures like that.

"Pao, Pao, you dirty little cheeky boy."

Just as Boun was thinking about pushing Prem into the pillows and going to work today, especially satisfied and relieved after a long, naked round of fighting, his eyes fell on the clock radio next to Prem's side of the bed.

"FUCK! Pao....we overslept!!!! We have to be at the studio in 45 minutes!" He shouted in a panic.

Prem shot upright.

"Oh no...we can't be late together. That would attract attention! Why didn't the stupid alarm clock ring?!"

Why it hadn't rung was quite simple. Prem had set it the night before, but had been so distracted by various kisses on his neck that he had simply forgotten to switch it on by pressing the confirmation button for the alarm time.

"We can still do this Pao, if we take a quick shower together now, without any.....uhm.... We'll skip breakfast and get a snack at the WabiSabi canteen during the shoot. We'll go there separately, even if we arrive at the same time, it could still be a coincidence."

Prem nodded, gave Boun a lightning-fast peck on the lips and jumped out of bed.

He unabashedly ripped off his shorts, threw them at Boun, who was still a little surprised by Prem's prompt reaction, and ran into the bathroom with just as much morning wood as Boun had just had.