The moonlight seeped through the cracks of the blinds, casting clear shadows on the overlapping figures on the wall.
His scattered gaze took a while to refocus, landing on the sweaty brows and eyes before him.
Too out of control, Sailub thought.
If the previous night could still be explained by drunkenness, tonight was completely sinking while sober.
He had never imagined he would do such things in the studio before, let alone indulge another person to such an extent.
Yet, when he looked into Thanapon's eyes, he couldn't resist the feeling of this loss of control and sinking sensation.
It felt strangely beautiful.
The previously fierce and ruthless young man had disappeared, replaced by a figure hovering above with dark eyes gazing at him with tender affection.
Thanapon lightly brushed his lower lip with his finger, the sensation warm and slippery.
Sailub subconsciously pursed his lips and furrowed his brows. "What is this..."
"Not sure if it's yours or mine," Thanapon looked at the somewhat vivid expression on his face, suppressing a smile. "Teacher Sai, how does it taste?"
Sailub lifted his hand to wipe his lower lip, paused, then suddenly became playful.
He placed his hand behind Thanapon's head, exerted a little force, and tilted his head up to kiss him.
He chuckled, "Try it and you'll find out."
Thanapon obediently lowered his head to kiss him back, their tongues intertwining.
Where their taste ultimately went, neither could say for sure, but both of them tasted it.
After another round of entanglement, they finally settled down, embracing each other on the carpet.
Sailub unconsciously caressed Thanapon's fingertips.
The skin with calluses felt slightly rough, and the touch was somewhat addictive.
He used to dislike calluses on his fingertips when practicing the guitar, so he preferred using picks over fingerpicking.
But now, he found Thanapon's fingertips with calluses quite sexy, especially when touching his skin.
It gave Sailub a subtle feeling, perhaps a feeling that could easily ignite him.
Feeling a bit sleepy, his voice sounded a bit hoarse with fatigue. "Are you leaving soon?"
"Yeah," Thanapon replied softly, "I'll leave after you fall asleep."
The newly rented rehearsal room was in a remote location, not as lively as the bustling Atsadang Slope Street nearby.
Although Tania knew to lock the door properly, an eight-year-old girl living alone was still not very safe.
Without going back to check, Thanapon felt uneasy.
The attic was very quiet, creating a secluded and tranquil atmosphere.
Sailub felt drowsy, while Thanapon didn't show any signs of obvious tiredness.
In the moonlight, he looked around the attic, thinking about that night when he walked on the second floor, opening one door after another.
The feelings of restlessness mixed with anxiety and regrets were still vivid in his memory.
"The attic is so secluded," Thanapon asked, "why didn't you just hide here that day?"
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TO SHOU WITH LOVE
FanfictionA reckless and prepared to sting instrumental performer (gong) x a gentle and mature mentor (shou). On Sailub Hemmawich's twenty-ninth birthday, his friends in the circle organized a small birthday party for him. Outside the window, the sound of ra...
