(ON EDIT)love syndrome (Nan & Mac ) fanfiction

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"Mac arrived home at 8 pm, and Petal welcomed him by opening the gate. As he entered, Mac shed his jacket onto the sofa and settled in, exhausted but happy after a fun-filled evening at the park with his ex-girlfriend Meen. Though the Thai night air was crisp, Mac still felt overheated from their adventures."

"Hey Petal, could you grab me a cup of coffee?" Mac asked, settling into the sofa.

"And where's Hia Win? Is he still out?" Mac inquired, his eyes scanning the room.

Petal replied, "Actually, Hia Win called me about an hour ago. He was trying to reach you, but couldn't get through."

Mac's expression turned surprised as he pulled out his phone. "Did Hia call me?"

His eyes widened as he stared at the dead screen. "Oh no, my phone's dead."

He handed the phone to Petal. "Would you mind charging this for me?"

Petal nodded, taking the phone as Mac continued, "I wonder what Hia Win wanted. Guess I'll have to call him back once this is charged."

Mac headed to his room to prepare for a refreshing shower. He craved the warmth, especially on a cold day. Entering the bathroom, he slipped into the bathtub, letting the hot water envelop him. As he lay back, his tense muscles began to relax.

Mac's relaxing bath was interrupted by a sudden, loud noise. He jerked upright, water splashing over the tub's edge. "What was that?" he muttered, grabbing a towel to dry off.

He hastily wrapped the towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom. His room was shrouded in darkness, only the dim nightlights illuminating the space. "That's odd," Mac thought, frowning. "I could've sworn I left the main light on."

As he approached the window, a gentle breeze carried in the night air. Mac's eyes widened - the window was open. "When did I do that?" he wondered, feeling a shiver run down his spine.

He reached out to close the window, but before he could, strong arms wrapped tightly around his waist from behind. Mac's heart skipped a beat.

"Who's there?" Mac demanded, trying to turn around, but the grip only tightened.

Mac's eyes fluttered closed as warm breath danced across his neck.

"Miss me... my little kitten," a soft voice whispered.

Mac's skin tingled, and he tried to turn, but his limbs felt heavy.

Fingers traced his jaw, sending shivers down his spine.

"You're being a bad boy today... why do you always make me jealous?" the voice teased.

Mac struggled to respond, but the husky whisper silenced him.

"Who's holding your attention now?"

Mac's heart raced, guilt and desire mixing.

Nan's voice dripped with flirtation. "It's been a while; let me punish you, my little bad kitten."

Nan yanked the towel from Mac's waist.

Mac stood frozen, locked in Nan's gaze.

Nan's eyes sparkled as he knelt down.

Suddenly, Nan pulled Mac closer.

Mac trembled.

Nan's lips wrapped around Mac's dick, sending waves of pleasure through his body.