Revving hearts || BounPrem ||

11 || Devouring

''Dreaming with my eyes wide open.''

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Golden rays of sun cascading over the proclaim skin, the shadows highlightening the curves and dips of the body with water drops dripping down from the wet hairs which rolled down from forehead to the tip of nose, falling down to the bow of lip, glistening the red, delicate skin over there. Later travelling to chin, slowly and deliberately the naughty water droplets rolled down to the neck, settling at the dip of neck leaving wet trail of it's long torturous journey behind, before entering the danger zone, the valley of chest, to the belly button and finally disappearing behind the waistband.

The scene was normal and innocent to others but to the two viewers sitting on the narrow strip of sand granules made them question their entire existence and their body heated up with desire and want. Made them curse themselves for getting jealous over few salt water droplets.

Sam coughed turning her attention away from Natasha who is playing water fight with Prem, in nothing but a torturous two piece swim suit. Her long silk hair which normally swayed along with her every move is now stuck to her shoulders and back.

Even after turning her face away, Sam's eyes travelled back to the living ellora sculpture infront of her. The way Natasha bent to scoop water in her palms to splash them on Prem's face gave view of most sinful thing she ever saw, but not totally, just to send a shiver down her body. Sam wetted her dry lips by running her tongue over it after having hella view of Natasha with wet body.

Beside her, Boun gulped saliva watching Prem laughing and giggling whole heartedly while splashing water on Natasha. Him in swimming shorts is death for Boun, which he got to know just now. Even with many females surrounding him in swim wear showing their dangerous curves and folds of skin, his attention is solely stuck at the man with water dripping down.

It shouldn't be sinful view of a man standing in shorts with wet body but god! Prem built body glistening wet, his thick thighs, his shorts hanging how on his hip giving a show of his v-line, his biceps tensing as he moved to scoop and splash water, his pecks, his slightly staggered abs with the golden rays adding depth to it, it's like a slow death of pain. Having a full course meal infront of a man starving, with his hands and mouth chained is slow death.

Boun can feel the tension building in his stomach as he continued to stare at Prem. He don't know whether he should feel happy or cry at his situation after agreeing to a trip with Natasha not knowing he would be blessed with this kind of view.

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''Ajarn?'' Prem mumbled with astounded face watching Boun walk into Sam's beach vacation house with sunglasses stylishly settled on crown of his head, black shirt loosely hanging on his body with a beige pleated pants trouser.

How does he manage to be a greek god every fucking day? That's the second thought came to his mind after questioning Boun's presence.

''He is my cousin.'' Natasha answered instead.

''What?'' Prem half yelled at the revelation. Because all this days he had ranted about Boun infront of Natasha, like a k-pop stan fanning over a idol.

''Sam can you show him his room, please?'' Natsha requested turning her attention to Sam, who nodded her head in confusion and daze.

''This way, Ajarn.'' Sam gestured Boun to follow her.