Beneath The Surface (Barcode Tinnasit x Jeff Satur Boy's Love)

Thrill Seeker 🔞

Despite the frigid temperature of the hospital room, Barcode's entire body felt as though it had been consumed by the chaos of hellfire.

A few moments ago, he would have swiftly rejected the possibility of being so deeply aroused in front of his colleagues, let alone his boss.

And yet here he was, enveloped in madness potent enough to indulge in erotic pleasures that previously existed solely within the realm of his wildest fantasies.

Jeff Satur was the only man in the world capable of making his deepest, darkest desires a reality.

After all, Barcode wanted their relationship to be known.

He just didn't expect their announcement to entail Jeff's hands fondling his nipples through the thin fabric of a hospital gown.

"P'Jeff," Barcode whines, struggling to suppress his growing need to moan. "Please, we...we can't do this...not here."

Even now, his voice quaked with lust.

Barcode glances sideways, his vision of Pond obscured by Ta Nannakun's quivering frame. It was difficult to tell whether the man trembled with horror, rage, or perhaps even arousal.

Ta stood glued in place like a poised mannequin. His lips, while parted to speak, possessed no words. In silence, he remained plagued only by an incessant tremble and knuckles that appeared a pale creamy white.

"Shhh...it's okay, darling." Jeff whispers coaxingly, diverting Barcode's attention. "You don't have to feel shy. Just focus on me, and i'll make you feel good."

The beautiful man's voice was drenched in a honey lilt that hypnotized the boy beneath him.

"Phi..."

The word had hardly escaped his mouth when Jeff pressed his lips against the smooth expanse of Barcode's neck, allowing his perfect teeth to graze the boy's dark caramel skin.

Barcode's fingers instinctively curled around Jeff's shoulders, his breath hitching with every passionate moment. Each fervent kiss left behind a series of lingering marks, a vivid testament to their shared desire.

"W-what the h-hell is wrong with you?" Ta finally mutters aloud, his voice breaking through the soft whimpers and groans. "H- He told you to stop!"

Barcode shivers at the sensation of Jeff's lips twisting into a devilish smirk.

"Actually," Jeff states dismissively, "He said not here. But I know exactly how to change his mind. Pleasure eases the mind, doesn't it, love?"

The warmth of Jeff's hands tracing the curves of Barcode's toned abdomen served as a stark contrast to the cold chill in his gaze.

This contemptuous yet possessive behavior revealed a facet of Jeff's personality Barcode had yet to see, and despite recognizing the folly of indulging in this dynamic, Barcode found himself strangely drawn to it.

"Are you going to do anything about this?"

Ta's words were laced with exasperation as he scoffed, his gaze darting frantically back towards Pond's statuesque form.

Pond, visibly unsettled, licked his dry lips in an attempt to formulate a response to the escalating situation unfolding before them.

"How long have you two been..." he hesitates on the last word, his voice carrying an oddly high pitch.

"Intimate?" Jeff finishes his question, nipping the side of Barcode's neck, possessively.

This time, Barcode takes it upon himself to answer the question, his eyes half-lidded with desire.

"For a while now," he confesses in a hushed whisper, his gaze locked on Jeff's imposing figure looming above him.

Ta flinches in shock at the unexpected response, his features contorting into a deep scowl as he struggles to process Barcode's confession.

"But you just turned eighteen recently," Ta growls in an accusing tone, taking a step closer to the bed. "I bet some people would call this child grooming."

It was the exact same accusation that led Jeff to remain secretive about their relationship in the first place.

"I'm glad you have the capacity to remember dates." Jeff remarks snidely. As he finishes his statement, the weight of his hand descends to assertively grip Barcode's thigh. "And yet you've been wanting to fuck him long before that, haven't you Nannakun?

The observation makes Ta falter for a brief moment, his face flushing crimson with a tumultuous mix of anger and embarrassment.

"Tch, don't try to turn this around on me, you-"

Pond clears his throat roughly before stepping in front of Ta, pressing his hand against the man's chest in an attempt to restrain him.

"Regardless of the nature of your relationship, this behavior is unacceptable," Pond states, attempting to sound stern. "I told you moments prior not to aggravate Barcode's condition and yet you blatantly-"

"What are you going to do about it?" Jeff snaps sharply, cutting Pond off mid-sentence. "It's not like you can fire me when I'm already-"

Pond lurches forward, grabbing Jeff by the shoulder firmly. "Don't you dare," he warns, his voice edged with newfound urgency, causing a look of confusion to flash across both Ta and Barcode's faces.

Jeff shrugs him off, his eyes blazing with venemous determination.

"I've already made the decision to leave BeOnCloud." Jeff declares. "And no amount of your bull shit is going to prevent me from telling Barcode the truth ever again.

Barcode gasps at Jeff's words, struggling to comprehend the gravity of his declaration.

"You're leaving BOC?"

The truth could no longer be ignored.

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*Author's note: Hello lovely readers! I hope you enjoyed this eventful chapter of 'Beneath The Surface.' It was definitely a rollercoaster of emotions, huh?

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