TO SHOU WITH LOVE

102 - DESIRE

From the foyer to the bathroom, clothes were strewn all over the floor.

Inside the bathroom, steam filled the air as the shower spray fell on their bodies, splashing onto the floor.

Amidst the sound of water, there were also intermittent whispers, such as "Hold me tight" and "Make some noise."

Actually, Sailub didn't particularly like making noise at times like this.

He couldn't quite explain why, but he was accustomed to swallowing all sounds he made.

Initially, when Thanapon noticed this habit, he would deliberately coax Sailub to make noise multiple times during their encounters.

Later, Thanaponi discovered that Sailub would involuntarily make sounds when he was in extreme ecstasy.

So he began to find ways to make Sailub lose control.

When Sailub lost control, his voice would carry a sob from his throat, with a hint of hoarseness in the trailing tone, which sounded very pleasant.

Afterward, Thanapon helped Sailub clean up his body and then carried him to the bedroom upstairs.

Placing Sailub on the bed, Thanaponi leaned over him and kissed his Adam's apple. "You sounded particularly lovely today."

"What are you talking about..." Sailub chuckled, the huskiness still lingering in his voice. "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't make any noise."

"Yes you did," Thanapon insisted on his behalf. "Crying and moaning at the same time."

Sailub chuckled a few times, running his fingers through Thanapon's hair.

"Do you want to have some wine?"

"To celebrate Ping being taken down?" Thanapon asked.

"Yes," Sailub nodded. "Consider it as a toast to success."

"Then I'll go get it." Thanapon rolled off the bed. "What kind of wine do you want?"

"There's a bottle of plum wine on the wine cabinet, with the Zouk logo on it,*Sailub propped himself up on the bed. "It's brewed by the boss lady of Zouk herself. I want that one."

"Got it." Thanapon replied and went downstairs to fetch the wine.

He picked up the bottle of translucent orange-colored plum wine from the wine cabinet and found two glass wine glasses from the cupboard, then carried them upstairs.

When he returned to the bedroom, Sailub was no longer lying on the bed but was instead draped in a robe, squatting at the balcony table, striking a match.

Hearing footsteps approaching, he looked up at Thanapon.

"Turn off the lights."

Thanapon raised his arm and used the back of his hand to switch off the ceiling light. "Do you want some candles?"

"Mmh," Sailub held the lit match close to the candle wick. "Let's create some ambiance."

Thanapon walked to the balcony and placed the wine on the table. "Do you want some music?"

"There are records in the bedside drawer," Sailub blew out the match in his hand. "You can pick one you like."

Thanapon browsed through the records in the drawer, while Sailub opened the cap of the plum wine, pouring it into two glasses.

He then picked up one of the glasses and lounged on the plush, swaying armchair beside.

A slow cello composition emanated from the record player. Thanapon walked over, holding the other glass of wine.