Sugar Daddy

Who is sicker?

"Forth of you keep doing this, my neck would be covered in hickies. And i wouldn't be able cover it at all" Beam whined, squirming on Forth's lap. "It would be highly inappropriate" 

"If they didn't see any sign of recent love making" Forth whispered onto his young lover's neck. "That would be inappropriate". 

Beam blushed heavily, playfully hitting his lover's chest. "My suit is going to be wrinkled". He gave a teasing smile. "It would be bad on your appearance"

Forth tightened his grip around Beam's waist and kissed him deeply, leaving his lips red and swollen. And licked his own lips, loving the after taste. "No one would make any comment about my property"

Beam stroked Forth's cheek with his thumb. "Your property?"

Forth visibly tensed. He should not have said that.

Beam chuckled. "I like the sound of it"

Sometimes Forth wondered whether Beam is sicker than himself…

****

Arrival to the venue was same as always, confronted by a horde of reporters and cameramen as soon as they stepped out. And as always, Forth eleganly and swiftly led Beam through the crowd, wrapping his arm protectively around his shoulder.

Leonard's parties looked much more extravagant and lively than Forth's ones. Much more crowded, to make it more tiring and unbreathable. This would have been a heaven for a socialite though. For a introvert like Beam, he would do anything to go home. 

As always, all the eyes were on them as soon as they stepped in, and the guests flocked around Forth in a moment, chit Chatting lively about things Beam never even bothered to understand. When Beam was on his second glass of champagne and when his face muscle start to feel heavy and sour from forcing smiles, the host of the party, Leonard Wongpipat, dressed in his devilishly charming grin approached them. Beam automatically moved slightly behind Forth's physique, not hiding him completely, but just enough to make him feel safe from that certain CEO's bedroom eyes. 

"Always stealing my spotlight, aren't you Forth?" Lenny chuckled, holding his hand out for Forth, who returned the handshake with a curt nod. "And you know I never intend to"

Lenny laughed. "That I know". He eyed Beam.

Forth moved slightly to introduce his lover. "This is Baramee" he placed his arm around Beam's hip. "My boyfriend. Even though you have already met him"

"Oh I got bustered" Lenny didn't look regretful at all.

Beam held out his hand with a "pleased to meet you".

But instead of going for a handshake, Lenny took his hand and kissed his knuckle. With a surprised squeak, Beam pulled his hand back, as if it touched poison. With the corner of his eyes, he saw Forth's jaw tighten. And his fingertips digged into Beam's hip. 

Lenny straightend his back, standing at ease as he slid his hands into his pockets. "How rude~" He muttered in a amused tone. 

Beam frowned uncourteously. 

Forth looked around. As if to stop himself from burning Lenny alive with his eyes. "What this extravagant vibe tells me is that Tee organized the ball"

'Who the fuck is Tee?' Beam sulked behind Forth.

Lenny's eyes turned from amused to sharp. And Beam saw a slight frown for a split second before it turned playful again. "You are certainly right" he said his voice was not so playful anymore.