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Jealousy, Daou knows, is a bad emotion. It is consuming and overpowering and can ruin relationships whether romantic, platonic or familial.
Yet in moments like these, when he sees the text on Offroad's phone whilst the man himself is in the shower, from one of old college mates,
Mongkut;
"Hey Road! I'm gonna be in Bangkok next week for some stuff. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up, grab a coffee or watch a film at my hotel together. Maybe even do what we used to do back in college😏 I've been lonely, and I miss you 😘 "
Daou just wants to go to the top of the tallest building in Thailand and scream that Offroad is his boyfriend, his, and that was never going to change. That Daou was intending on marrying the man if he could only work up the courage to propose.
It's not that Daou didn't trust Offroad. Not at all. He would follow Offroad to the ends of the earth and back, do whatever Offroad told him to as long as it didn't endanger Offroad. His heart beats for Offroad, he lives and breathes for Offroad and just his omnipresence in Daou's life. Everything the man does he adores, and if he could spend everyday for forever just looking at Offroad, being able to caress that beautiful skin and kiss those soft lips, he would be content.
No, it's not that Daou doesn't trust Offroad. It's that he doesn't trust everyone else. His boyfriend is strong, so strong, but in an industry where one mistake which wasn't even your fault can ruin years of hard work and dedication, it's difficult to be strong all the time. Daou thinks the problem is that Offroad is so unfailingly himself. Everyone else has at least two personas, their public and their private, but Offroad is just Offroad. He is always kind and polite and considerate and smart.
The only side of Offroad that is hidden, is the side of him when he's sobbing in pleasure, pliant and moaning Daou's name underneath him, impaled on Daou's cock and skin marred with Daou's marks of passion and possession and love.
Yes, that side of Offroad is only for Daou to see.
His boyfriend comes out the shower then, a clean smell wafting in with him. Offroad plods over to Daou tiredly where he's sat on the bed leant against the headboard, and almost collapses in his lap, burrowing his head in Daou's neck. He's a warm comforting weight and Daou enjoys the feeling of soft cotton clad skin in his arms.
"Mmgh P'Ou" is grunted almost unintelligibly.
"what's up?" Daou works on calming his still racing mind, quelling his desires to dig his teeth into the sleepy Offroad's neck where everyone can see. Crush him to his body till all Offroad knows is Daou's. Make love to him till all he can say is Daou's name.
"Can you rub my back, please? My muscles have been aching so much lately"
The first press of long fingers into Offroad's back makes the man groan, and the sound just fuels Daou's inner beast which is longing to be released.
Deciding now was the best moment, lest he snap and fuck Offroad until he couldn't walk tomorrow, he dug his fingers in a little harder, and said
"What did you used to do with Mongkut"
Offroad freezes, and turns to look at Daou. He looks guilty. Daou doesn't want him to look guilty.
"I- back in the days when we lived in the dorm and I - we used to..we had a-a small thing"
Okay.
"What do you mean by "a thing""
"Only kissing! Never anything sexual! We just- we were both lonely, and stressed, so we kissed a couple of times. Nothing more P'Ou I promise! That was before I met you."
"I believe you, Road" and he did, but it didn't change the fact he still wanted to hit Mongkut.
"He sent you a text, that's why I asked. He was asking to meet up and do what you used to do back in the day" Daou's voice was slowly reaching growl territory, and he fought to regain control.
Offroad cursed, and then grasped Daou's cheeks in his hand, forcing him to look at him.
"He doesn't know about us, that's why. I didn't tell many people in order to keep it a secret, but if you want me to I'll tell him."
Preferably, Daou wanted Offroad to never have to interact with the man again, but that might be slightly illogical.
"Mm" was his noncommittal reply.
Offroad nodded, before his eyes gained a teasing glint.
"Perhaps Phi, are you jealous?"
Daou wanted to say no, but he was so
"Yes" spoken in a deep, deep voice.
His boyfriend shivered.
He knew Offroad liked it when he got like this, extra possessive. Daou would always fuck him a little harder, leave his claim a little more obviously, and Offroad had a kink for the complete loss of control he'd have when Daou would just pin him down and rail him through the mattress, or wall, or couch, or one of the other numerous locations they'd made love.
"Why P'Ou? I'm all yours, every part of me" and Offroad was slowly grinding down on Daou's lap, clothed dick rubbing against Daou's own.
Daou felt his eyes darken, and he gazed at Offroad who trembled.
"You're the only one who knows every part of me" was whispered seductively into Daou's ear, warm breath causing goosebumps to appear. Offroad was grinding vigorously now, his hard erection against Daou's abs whilst Daou's matching hard on was nestled between Offroad's plump ass cheeks.
"Why don't you remind me who I belong to"
Daou snapped.
