Their Beautiful Secret

1. Sutthilak Family

Arthit sighed for the umpteenth time seeing his fiancé cleaning and tidying up their bedroom inside the Sutthilak mansion, as quiet as he could because their son was asleep in the other room. The young alpha is now sweating as he made sure everything was in place.

"What's with you today?" The omega asked then threw an empty candy wrapper on the floor which Kongpob picked up with zero complaint. He caught a towel thrown his way before it could fall.

With a heavy sigh, Kongpob wiped his forehead using the towel Arthit threw his way. "Well..." He examined his work. "I'm entering the university. And you're gonna be my head hazer..."

"And?" Arthit asked as he chewed a Snickers bar. He leaned back and crossed a leg over the other.

"I'm nervous here." Kongpob picked up another wrapper Arthit threw away. "I'm calming my nerves by doing this."

Arthit snickered and got off the couch. "Alright." He tugged on his fiance's shirt and led him to the door. "Go buy me some pink milk. Mom forgot to send me some. And..." He eyed his fiancé up and down. "Run to the store. Don't drive. And ooh, when you come back, you will do a push up with me in your back."

Kongpob smiled excitedly and leaned over to his omega for a kiss. "Sure, baby. Love you. I'll be right back."

Arthit bit bottom his lip and smiled to himself. 'He could have calmed himself in a different way.' As he closed the door, a soft cry was heard and he immediately scampered to the adjacent room.

"Papa's here, baby." Arthit leaned down to the crib situated in the middle of the large room adjacent to his and Kongpob's bedroom. The soft cry died as Arthit lightly tickled his baby's chin. "Is baby Yo hungry?"

The twenty three month old boy gripped on his mother's finger and looked at him with sparkling eyes. "Pa-pa! Wift?" He said and raised his chubby arms so his mother could pick him up. Wift means lift.

"Hm?" Arthit smiled playfully. "You can get up. Up." He said, motioning the boy to get up. Wayo frowned and his little mouth curved into a pout. "Come on, bud. You can get up on your own. Then Papa will pick you up."

With a whimper, the little boy got up and balanced himself using his tiny hands and wobbly legs. He stood up and raised his arms again. With a smile, Arthit picked up son. "Good boy." He said and rubbed his nose with baby Yo. His son cackled and hung onto his neck.

"Where iz Daddy?" Wayo asked in a slur as Arthit carried him out of the room. They were heading to the kitchen to get something to eat, snacks for Wayo.

"Daddy went to the store. He'll be back soon," Arthit replied.

"Wokay," Wayo chirped.

Arthit put his son in his chair by the kitchen island while he rummaged the fridge. He grabbed a container of strawberry yogurt because his son likes that flavor. He served half a cup of it into a small bowl. After that, he grabbed an apple from the counter, washed it before slicing into tiny bite size pieces, and placed them on a small plate.

"Snack's ready!" Arthit clapped his hands and the two year old did the same while giggling. Wayo is almost three. He grinned as his mother fed him with yogurt. "Good?"

"Good-good." Wayo answered, his little mouth forming an "o" as he spoke. Arthit couldn't help but lightly pinch his son's chubby cheeks.

"Babe. You're stretching his skin." Kongpob's voice was heard after a door opened. He approached the kitchen island with bags in hand, his forehead adorned with sweat.

"Daddy!" The two year old raise his hands, happily beaming at his father. Kongpob leaned over and rubbed his nose against his son's before placing the bags on the counter.

"Did you run?" Arthit asked after running to the bathroom and retrieved a face towel. He wiped his fiance's forehead and neck as he smiled teasingly.

"I did. Why, you feel guilty?" Kongpob teased.

"Me? I never feel guilty," Arthit quipped with held smile on his lips.

"Sure you don't," Kongpob said before planting a quick kiss on Arthit's lips. "You really dont..." He rasped with hidden meaning.

"Kiss!" Wayo demanded while pouting his lips. His hand was holding the spoon his mother was using to feed him earlier. He started feeding himself when Arthit went to fetch a towel.

The couple leaned down to their son and kissed both his cheeks at the same time. The boy's cackles filled the room as he received more kisses than he asked for.

***

"Goodnight, buddy." Kongpob whispered to his son as he gently lowered him to his bed. Arthit came into the room and joined him. He whispered goodnight to their son as well before he tucked him in.

"He totally had a blast today." Arthit commented, amused by his adorable son. Today, instead of him sitting on Kongpob's back as the latter did push ups, it was Wayo who enjoyed it. Arthit held the boy as he sat on his father's back, clapping his hands in excitement.

"Mm." Kongpob hummed as he turned the lights off in the room except for the lights on the nightstand. He extended a hand to Arthit and led his omega back to their room. "But what's with the pinching of his cheeks?"

"Don't start with me." Arthit retorted. "You pinch my cheeks all the time."

"It's because you're cute." The alpha wriggled his brows as he pulled his omega to bed.

"Don't forget, you're talking to your head hazer, Mr. Sutthilak." The omega uttered in between getting his hips massaged as he straddled his alpha. "I won't be cute at all."

"Really?" Kongpob replied provokingly, hands snaking in under Arthit's t-shirt. "You need a mirror right now, baby?"

"Ah!" Arthit gasped when his left nipple got tweaked by Kongpob's fingers. "Wait--ah! Aren't you tired from all that running and push-ups?" He asked in a raspy voice as he held Kongpob's hand to make it stay on his chest, letting those fingers feel him.

"Your words don't match your action, baby." Kongpob husked before he flipped their bodies over making Arthit lie down under him. "I can smell your arousal."

"Well, our son got all our attention today. Now it's just you and me." Arthit said to the alpha as he spread his legs for him.

Kongpob grinned and leaned down to capture Arthit's lips with his. "You're bold tonight. I like it."

Arthit may be a little reserved most of the time when it comes to their intimate moments but he knows his alpha needed him tonight. He can let go of his shyness once in a while.

"You're stressed about the hazing. Wearing you out might just help you relax. So… If you still got the energy, let's make you dead tired. Yeah?"

With a smirk, Kongpob took the invitation and dove excitedly into his wonderful night time exercise.

"I love you, baby." The alpha rasped against Arthit's ear as he thrusted into his omega's tight heat, panting and out of breath over their second round.

With eyes full of love and desire for his alpha, Arthit whispered back, "I-- ahnnn…I...I  love you, too."
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