Drabbles

Odds

He wakes up, heart racing and instinctively clenching around a phantom cock that is not there as his own pulses and dribbles remnants of his seed in his wet sleep pants.

"Fuck."

Krist groans as he pull himself off the bed, making his way to the bathroom, intending to get a shower.

Did you like what you saw?

He facepalm at the memory. How the hell is he so damn wanton? Even fucking himself on those fingers. As the hot water rains down on him, his mind keeps drifting back to earlier.

N-no, wait. I want...I want you to...fuck me

His face burns at the memory of it. And how perfect did the other look then? The almost desperate look as he pistons into Krist, the sweat trickling down the back, the fingers gripping hard on his hips before moving to jerk his cock to the punishing rhythm of their frenzied coupling, it is all too much.

Yes, fuck. Right there. Just..a...little..bit more

Krist moans as his head fall to rest on his arm that is leaning against the wall, his other hand milking his cum which splatters against the shower wall in hot spurts.

Not two hours later, they were in a photoshoot where as usual they end up being half dressed. He faces the man who have been lingering in his thoughts, his mind running a mile as his eyes fall to those firm pectorals and feeling a little silly at how disappointed he feels to not see a gear cog symbol despite already knowing it is impossible. His eyes rise further to those lips which have circled around his...

"Shit."

He is in trouble. As the photographer is setting up the next set, Krist slipped backstage to their dressing room to grab his phone and a cold drink.

"Kit?"

He looks up to be taken aback to see a curiously heated eyes which is dark and laden with unspoken promises.

"Sing..?"

Singto smiles as he joins Krist on the couch in the empty room, far too close for comfort, especially since Krist's mind have been less than innocent and pure. They both fall into a companionable silence as Krist starts a mobile game. Singto leans nearer, his breath almost tickling the younger's cheek as he looks over the shoulder at the game.

Krist bites down hard on his lips, trying to concentrate and also tell himself to know what is reality and not. He shudders when Singto suddenly leans just a little closer and nip on his earlobe, not unlike earlier.

"Sing..to..?" Krist stutters, eyes wild on the older's uncharacteristic behavior. Singto lean back on the arm of the couch, giving him a little space but barely as he throw an arm over his own face.

"I had a dream."

Krist's head jerk up to the older at that. It cannot be? Could it?

"Of you.. and me.. and how we fit so well together. How right you felt around me and with me and I woke up, feeling this weird pinch in my chest and I ran to the mirror, feeling so damn let down that I do not have that stupid gear cog symbol..."

"Wait.. gear cog..?"

Singto looks to the younger who stares at him in shock. He nods, knowing he makes no sense but that dream last night, even if it is probably them being engrossed in their Sotus roles with gear cog and Arthit Kongpob roles thrown in, it gives him ghst push to do something. Singto knows subconsciously that he have been growing feelings for Krist, this man who is taking over his thoughts far too often without much effort.

"I sound like I am some crazy drunk guy, don't I?" Singto drifted off, sighing to himself.

"I promise I've never been more sober in my life than I am right now."

Singto's mouth drops at that, one that Krist uses a finger to push back close as he moves a little closer to the older, both unable to stop the smiles from appearing.

"What are the odds we have the same dream?"

Singto reach for the younger who falls into his arms gladly as they embraces, their heart beats throbbing as one as he answers.

"Pretty damn good. It is as if we are.."

"Soul marked." Krist finishes, smiling into the warm skin of Singto's neck.

A/N : I cannot resist..I am too much of a fangirl... In case you are totally lost on what I am rambling about, this include scenes from the awesome TheWildOne01 Soul Marked fic that I totally love which is the dream that Krist and Singto both had and Italics are conversations from the fic