SMUT WARNING! (Loads & loads - cause why not?) What happens after Thee marries Peach? Nothing dramatic (though everything about Thee is dramatic) It shows their growing bondage and their love life after marriage. It's the continuation of Me and Thee series. I just felt like a more to their relationship should be shown. Especially after marriage. So, yeah~ For all the lovely people: Enjoy. I do not own any characters, but the plot belongs to mine. Let's give credits to GMMTheeV too 😁 for all their work and for making Pond and Phuwin star at it! HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 - gmmtv #2 - phuwin #2 - pondphuwin #3 - pond #3 - meandthee #7 - pondnaravit #14 - phuwin @EliseInk

[VERY MATURE +18] Five years ago, Phuwin disappeared. Not because he was weak. Not because he gave up. But because survival demanded something unforgivable. When his child was born too early - out of love from his boyfriend, his first love - still in highschool, drowning in hospital bills and threatened by men he should never have trusted, Phuwin signed a contract with a club that promised money in exchange for his freedom. It was meant to be temporary. It became a cage. His days belong to Lina - his daughter, his reason to breathe. His nights belong to the contract he cannot break. Five years stretched. And then, he appears. Pond. His first love - his supposed boyfriend, the father of his child which he never knew, the one he thought he lost forever. The one who caused his heart to shatter years ago with a cruel bet. On his birthday. A stupid celebration. A private room. Drunken laughter. "We booked someone for you. Birthday privilege." Pond didn't expect anything. Didn't want anything. And then the door opened. Phuwin stepped inside - composed, distant, professional. He looked at Pond the way he looks at every client. "Happy birthday," he said quietly. The words shattered something in Pond's chest. Because this wasn't a stranger. This was the boy he loved. The one he broke with a cruel bet. The one he's been searching for. The father of a child he never knew existed. "No," Pond said. His friends laughed, confused. "I said no." His voice was calm now. Controlled. Dangerous. "Cancel it." He wasn't refusing the booking. He was refusing to let Phuwin stand there like he belonged to anyone else. Like he belonged here - in a bar. To serve people. Not again. ♪ This story belongs to @EliseInk All the places and scenarios are entirely belonging to my story line. Any resemblance to other stories in purely unintentional and coincidence.

Phuwin never wanted this. But wanting has never mattered in his life. An arranged marriage wasn't a choice - it was an instruction. And he's always been good at following instructions. Keep quiet. Be polite. Don't cause trouble. Don't say no. So when he's married off to Pond Naravit - a man much older, distant, unreadable - Phuwin bows his head and complies. He always complies. For Pond, it was simpler. His parents were relentless. Marriage would silence them. A convenient arrangement. A quiet spouse. No emotional mess. That was the plan. But the first time Pond sees his new husband flinch at a raised voice that wasn't even directed at him - something twists. The first time Phuwin apologizes for standing in the wrong place - it doesn't feel like obedience. It feels like damage. And Pond has seen damage before. He works cases no one else wants. Prostitution rings. Digital exploitation. Assault hidden behind screens and fake names. He spends his nights hunting men who profit from silence. Which is why it unsettles him when he starts noticing the same silence at his own dining table. Phuwin doesn't argue. Doesn't demand. Doesn't resist. He endures. And the obedience that was supposed to make this marriage easy starts tasting like guilt in Pond's mouth. Because this isn't submission. It's survival. The deeper Pond digs into his latest investigation, the more pieces start aligning - university incidents, online harassment, whispers of assault buried under shame. And the realization hits harder than any case file ever has: His husband has been surviving monsters long before he began working to hunt them down. ♪ Pond Naravit • Phuwin Tangsakyuen Boy • Boy Age Gap Arranged Marriage Mention of assault, harassment, bullying ♪ This story belongs to @EliseInk I do not own any characters or the references I have used here. This story is entirely based on imagination and any similarities to other stories are purely coincidental.

Somewhere in a small but strong village in 1940s, it took place. Pond didn't marry for love. He married because the next head of the village needed a partner. To secure his position. To prove he was ready. To give an heir. Phuwin was chosen for him. A quiet boy. No history. No resistance. Disciplined enough. Easy enough. Perfect. Head bowed. Phuwin knew what this marriage meant. He knew what was expected of him. He knew what his body could never give. He knew he could not give birth. And still- he said nothing. Because saying the truth would end everything. And silence- was safer than losing the only place he had left. But things started to look out of context when Pond spoke too careful around him, too soft - too awkward, when Phuwin knew the position of the brides in the head family is to be just bound to their husbands. Just, obedient partners. Just, heir bearers. Just, an ornament to be kept beside while running the village. ♪ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫- 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. ♪ Warnings: emotional distress, forced roles, power imbalance, infertility themes, explicit cultural expectations. ♪ This storyline belongs to @EliseInk. Any resemblance to existing stories, characters, or events is purely coincidental. I do not mean to disrespect or misinterpret any people's characters while writing the story. I do not intend to harm, offend, or disrespect any person, group, or community. This work is entirely fictional and created for literary purposes. Read it with an open mind.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐏'𝐏𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐢𝐧 - 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭-" "𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐝-" "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." "𝐏𝐨𝐧𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝟏𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧-" "𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭... 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨, 𝐏'𝐏𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐢𝐧" ♪ Pond Narawit is twenty, loud, emotional, hopelessly passionate about dance, and far too young to understand marriage-or at least that's what everyone thinks. Phuwin is older, calmer, already worn down by adulthood and responsibility. After years of living for work, though once he had a wild teenage, he agrees to an arranged marriage that was supposed to be simple. But nothing about Pond is simple. What begins as an awkward marriage between two strangers slowly turns into something neither of them expected: subway rides shared in sleepy silence, late-ni

"𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝." "...𝐏𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐢𝐧." "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬?" "𝐘𝐞𝐬." Pond's stomach twisted violently. The defense table suddenly felt contaminated beneath his hands. Because he was sitting here-on this side. Near the man who had hurt his husband. ♪ A PondPhuwin fanfiction ♪ He was supposed to defend a criminal. That was all Pond thought it was. Another ugly case. Another rich man trying to buy his freedom. Another harassed victim reduced to statements, medical reports, and courtroom arguments. Until the victim walked into court - and it was his husband. ♪ Phuwin. The quiet man Pond had married only weeks ago, arranged. The man who still blushed when their hands touched. The man who apologized too much. The man who didn't tell him about being assaulted. Suddenly, the case stopped being paperwork. Because while the courtroom demanded evidence, Pond was forced to hear the raw truth: Phuwin had survived sexual assault. Humiliation. Fear. The kind of violence that crawls beneath skin and stays there long after bruises fade. And the worst part? Pond had been standing on the wrong side. ♪ This story belongs to me @EliseInk. I do not own the characters nor the places or the substances used in this story. Everything is only for entertainment purposes only.

"𝐉𝐢𝐚'𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞, 𝐬𝐢𝐫?" "𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐏𝐡𝐮𝐰𝐢𝐧" "𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐢𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐍𝐚𝐡. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐝?" He was just a teacher-Pond Naravit, carrying responsibilities too big for his age, working to support his younger sister while trying to stay steady in a world that rarely gave him room to breathe. Phuwin Tangsakyuen was just a student. Reckless. Untamed. The kind of boy who slept through lectures, laughed at warnings, and lived like consequences belonged to someone else. Trouble followed him-but he never bothered to run from it. And then there was Pond. The teacher who should've stayed out of his way. But Phuwin didn't. He started flirting like it was a game he couldn't lose-smirks from the last bench, careless remarks in quiet classrooms, lingering looks that said too much and nothing at all. Bold enough to test boundaries, reckless enough to ignore them. Pond told himself it meant nothing. Until it did. ♪ This storyline entirely belongs to me, and the mentions of places, things, names of people are purely coincidential. And, only the faces of the people are used, they are not related to this story in any time or place entitled. Read this story with an open mind. TOP RANKINGS #1 - blstory #2 - highschoollovestory

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫." "𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐘, 𝐏𝐇𝐔𝐖𝐈𝐍?" "𝐎𝐡... 𝐘𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲." ♪ [MATURE] BOOK 2 OF RECKLESS AND RESPONSIBLE (Can be read as standalone) ♪ Seven months into the relationship, Phuwin has discovered three important facts: 1. Pond is ridiculously the only man who could handle him. 2. Pond is incapable of saying no to him. 3. Pond gets flustered every single time. Naturally, he abuses this knowledge daily. Meanwhile, Pond is trying very hard to be a responsible adult. Unfortunately, his boyfriend exists. Pond and Phuwin navigate graduation, family, summer vacations, future plans, and the increasingly difficult task of keeping Phuwin from saying the most outrageous things imaginable in public with an enormous lunge of sex drive. ♪ This story belongs to @EliseInk. Any resemblence to any other stories, or real life situations is coincidence. I do not own any of the characters, the names of places or people, and are used here only for entertainment purposes only. Read it with an open mind.

/ˌæpədaɪˈɒpsɪs/ The act of mentally undressing someone over. ♪ "𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞?" "𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞?" ♪ A PondPhuwin fanfiction [MATURE 21+] ♪ Top Pond Naravit Bottom Phuwin Tang ♪ All the rights for pictures goes to the respective people. However the storyline belongs entirely to me: @EliseInk. Any similarities to other stories is purely coincidential. Kindly refrain from copying and plagiarism. I do not own the characters, the actors or any institutions mentioned in it. Everything is purely fictional. ♪ You would not regret it

"𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐚. 𝐒𝐨... 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲." A twenty-year arranged marriage, one misunderstood son, and a love that had always been painfully quiet. ♪ A PondPhuwin AU story. Arranged marriage of 20 years with a 15 year old son who tinks that their parents are anything but couples. Because all he ever witnessed are silent mornings, rare emotions and an empty heart. What he doesn't know is they both have been in love, jut in a quiet way. ♪ ✓ Arranged marriage. ✓ Top Naravit & Bottom Tang ✓ Mentions of male pregnancy ✓ No directions of typical omegaverse elements (heat, rut, pheromones, mates) ♪ This entire story, plot belongs to me, unfortunately Pond and Phuwin don't. This story is written only for entertainment purpose. Any similarities to other stories, real life incidences, or famous celebrities is purely coincidential and not intentional. Read it with an open mind.