The Bandana Lovers

Beneath The Illusion Of His Dream

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( Dreams and Flashbacks will be in bold italics)
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Shards of crystal glass scattered on the white marble with a tearing sound when Kim Haan threw the bottle of wine as a result of his resentment. The white floor tasted the red fluid which was not able to calm down his raging heart. He didn't like those eyes. Those mellow eyes that had such a soft gaze for Vegas. Those eyes of Pete, which Kim saw even before Vegas did. Which impressed him, made him curious to see his face. Those eyes that were once a display of hurt that Pete got from Vegas, they now carried the softness of spring for the same man. The eyes that should have had tears collected in them from the unwanted marriage were now shining bright in a smile and that smile was for Vegas , it was because of Vegas. This was not what Kim Haan wanted. He wanted Pete to come to him after being shattered by Vegas. He wanted to become the shoulder on which if Pete leaned once he won't be able to walk away ever. Pete could have been anything to him but Kim Haan had made him his stubbornness. Moreover the urge to see Vegas defeated in every sphere of life was getting stronger.

"Khun Kim, you need to calm down." Decha said.

"I cannot. I certainly cannot Khun Decha when I see those two happy together. When I see Vegas achieving everything. No, I cannot calm down."

"Don't loose your hopes so soon Khun. I didn't come with one plan alone. "

"What do you mean?"

"It will be a lot of fun. You just have to wait a little. There will be a pleasant surprise arriving to crumble their marriage and you will get what you want. But you have to be patient. Just remember I have called over someone. Accept him in your premises. He is bringing a present for all of us.

"Would you like to elaborate?" Kim walked over to him stumbling.

" I believe in surprises but for now I can tell you who is coming with crucial information to make our motives work."

"who?"

"Paithoon"

Kim smirked on hearing that name and emptied a full glass of wine down his throat, he went towards the window and looked at the terrace of the queen's palace that was visible from there. As much as he was irritated with the imagination of what Vegas and Pete must be doing there , he also experienced the thrill Decha was about to bring with Paithoon on board.

"Be ready Vegas. You may soon live there alone for I will leave no stone unturned for making that happen."

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The nocturnal beings buzzed a little less tonight as the melody of two lips touching the moistened threads of each other's mouths were echoing in the expanse. Pete was perfectly protected around Vegas's unyielding hold. His hands clasped his majesty's strong hairs as he sat on his lap, taking in all of Vegas's warmth. The emotions of being young boys that they both suppressed under the weight of their miseries and responsibilities were now breaking every restricting knot because they both felt it was unaffordable to let go of this fulfillment they found in each other. Pete's soft moans added to their heat as the gossamer edges of Vegas bit Pete's lower lip and then trailed his cheeks pressing that skin in between his claiming possessors.

"Your Majesty...."

His husband's name escaped his mouth every minute as Vegas would leave lips bites behind his ears.

As their bodies were pasted together it was impossible to avoid the maddening changes they were feeling. Pete's fingers clutching Vegas's hair was magical for this otherwise indifferent man. Vegas was drawn towards Pete so deeply on this night that his senses were urging him to loose all restraint. His hands owned Pete's waist as he showed the courage of establishing the supremacy of his rough fingers on it . The thick gown looked like a teasing hurdle and Vegas felt tempted to know what Pete's skin would feel like there on those wavy curves.