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Tem couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up from his chest. Across the bar, his boyfriend of two months, five if you counted the three months that Tankhun had considered Tem to be his boyfriend without saying anything, danced along to the pulsing music.
While Tankhun still didn’t like to leave the safety of the compound very often, he made exceptions for the important people in his life and special occasions.
Pete was certainly one of those people. And his former bodyguard’s birthday was certainly a special occasion.
Tem watched with a grin as Tankhun tried to convince the birthday boy to dance with him, some K-Pop choreography he’d learned a few days ago. He wasn’t drunk. Tem made sure of that. He had a deal with Yok that all of Tankhun’s drinks be cut with soda and he’d been giving him water in between those drinks.
No, Tankhun was just his normal eccentric self that Tem loved, no substances necessary. Arm and Pol joined in, having learned the choreography alongside Tankhun, and tried to help teach Pete. The end result was a hilarious combination of Pete trying to follow along with three different versions of dancing that didn’t match up at all. By the time it looked like Pete might catch on, the song ended and the four of them collapsed onto the benches that lined the walls of Hum Bar.
When Vegas appeared at his side, Tem jumped. His drink splashed on his hand which made Vegas chuckle.
“Easy there, I don’t bite.” A look flashed across his face before his smile turned somewhat sinister. “Well,” he continued, “anyone who isn’t Pete, that is.”
Tem had heard rumors of the kind of things Vegas and Pete got up to behind closed doors, and sometimes out in the open for everyone to see. The two men weren’t exactly shy.
“If you try to bite Pete in front of Khun, I’m not gonna hold him back when he smacks you.” Tem’s deadpan delivery made Vegas laugh again and shake his head.
“Pete made me promise to be on my best behavior tonight. So, as much as it pains me, that means not purposefully antagonizing my dear cousin.” Tem followed Vegas’ gaze across the room where it landed on their boyfriends huddled close together. “You know, Pete likes you,” Vegas spoke again after a moment. “He might get along with most people but the list of people he genuinely likes is surprisingly small. But you made the cut.”
Tem wasn’t really sure why Vegas was telling him this. But it made him happy. If anyone’s opinion on his relationship with Khun mattered other than their own, it would be Pete’s.
There was no way Pete wasn’t the actual head of the family. He was too important to too many people on both sides.
“Why do you think I made the list?” Tem’s curiosity forced the question from his mouth. Vegas shrugged as he took a pull from his beer and sat the empty bottle on the bar behind him.
“Because you care. We were there that first night, remember? Pete noticed the way you just took control, put Tankhun’s comfort above everything else even though you didn’t know him or what he’d been through. Those kinds of people are rare in our world.”
Tankhun turned his head at that moment and their eyes locked. Tem’s breath caught in his lungs as his boyfriend smiled and waved at him from across the room.
“I was just being myself,” he offered Vegas in explanation. Vegas clapped him on the shoulder.
“Again, that’s a rare thing. Just take care of my cousin. Because otherwise, Pete will do much more than smack you and I’m definitely not going to hold him back.”
With the not-entirely-a-joke threat hanging between them, Vegas smiled and walked away.
Tem could only marvel at the back of the man’s head. Despite whatever had gone on in their past to strain the relationship, it was clear to Tem that Vegas cared for Tankhun even though he used his relationship with Pete to mask it. He wasn’t sure if it was his proximity to the mafia or what but, instead of being frightened, Tem smiled knowing that his boyfriend was cared for by people he probably wouldn’t expect.
It was getting late when Vegas managed to pry Pete from Tankhun’s arms. Tankhun made Vegas promise to bring Pete by the compound so they could binge a new series he’d found, only letting him go once Vegas pinky promised him. Tem thought it was pretty hilarious seeing the man, arguably one of the most feared and dangerous men in Thailand, who’d lightly threatened him earlier in the night, reduced to a pinky promise in order to get his own boyfriend back.
Once Vegas and Pete had left, Tankhun curled into Tem’s side, suddenly tired from all of his partying. With his arm around his shoulders, Tem ran a finger down Tankhun’s cheek.
“Babe, do you want to go home?”
Instead of answering the question, Tankhun sat up and looked at him, a mischievous look in his eyes.
“Would you like to know what I was talking to Pete about earlier?” Without waiting for an answer, Tankhun placed his hand on the top of Tem’s thigh. Tem hissed at the contact which made Tankhun grin. “I asked Pete about the best techniques for fellatio.”
Tankhun’s words caused Tem to choke on his own tongue.
Despite the months they’d been together, they had yet to have penetrative sex. Tem was perfectly content to go at Tankhun’s pace with their physical relationship. The farthest they’d gone so far was some frottage and mutual masturbation, and those were some of Tem’s most memorable orgasms he’d ever had. He didn’t want Tankhun to feel pressured because of his relative inexperience, happy to go along with whatever his boyfriend was comfortable with at the time.
Of all the things he’d expected Tankhun to ask Pete, information on blowjobs didn’t even make the list!
By the time Tem recovered from his shock, Tankhun had pulled him up from the bench and was leading him outside to where their guard for the night was waiting with the car. Tankhun pushed him into the backseat and slid in after him.
“Did you sneak something else to drink when I wasn’t paying attention?”
Tem couldn’t think of any other explanation for his boyfriend’s sudden curiosity about blowjobs, and why he’d decided to go to Pete for that information instead of him. Tankhun didn’t have any problems asking him questions about various sex acts any other time.
He also didn’t have any intention of allowing Tankhun to follow through on anything Pete had told him if he was drunk. And while his eyes were completely clear, Tem didn’t want to take that chance.
Tankhun rolled his eyes lovingly before planting a playful kiss to Tem’s cheek.
“Of course not. I already know Yok waters my drinks down because you told her to. Besides, you won’t do anything with me if I get drunk.”
Tem’s eyes widened. He thought he’d been discreet in his directions to Yok. But Tankhun could probably taste the difference in his drinks.
“So why did you ask Pete that? You could have come to me.”
Tankhun’s hand slid up Tem’s chest until it reached the collar of his shirt. The buttons were open enough that he was able to slip his palm beneath the fabric to caress his chest.
“It was supposed to be a surprise for when we got home but I was too excited and I wanted to see what your reaction would be.” Tankhun swung a leg over Tem’s as they sat there waiting for the driver to pull out onto the road. Like a magnet, Tem’s hand instantly went to Tankhun’s thigh. Tankhun let out a pleased hum and leaned over to whisper in Tem’s ear. “Don’t you want to know what Pete told me?” Tem swallowed the groan that bubbled up in his throat at the combination of his boyfriend’s proximity and words. “Or would you rather I show you?”
Tem leaned his head back on the headrest and tried to breathe out slowly. Honestly, he would like nothing more than to let Tankhun use whatever information Pete had given him and make him forget his own name. But, regardless of how eager Tankhun seemed to be to do just that, Tem didn’t want the first time he got sucked off by him to be in the backseat of a car being driven by a bodyguard who was definitely well paid but not enough to put up with things like that.
He turned to look at Tankhun, taken in by the contented look on the other man’s face. Fuck, he was so beautiful.
“I think you’d be more comfortable showing me in your bedroom.”
Tankhun tsked in response but laid his head on Tem’s shoulder.
“You always think about my comfort first,” he whispered, lacing his fingers with Tem’s. “Thank you.”
Tem kissed the top of Tankhun’s head, relieved that he seemed to be in the safe zone until they got back to the compound. If Tankhun had kept talking about blowing him the rest of the way home, he didn’t know how much his control could handle.
“Khun Nu, Khun Tem, we’ve arrived.”
Once they were in Tankhun’s apartments, Tankhun dragged Tem into the bathroom. Tankhun generally preferred to shower alone but he liked for Tem to be in the room with him. So Tem was surprised when Tankhun started removing his clothes after disrobing himself.
“Babe, what are you doing?”
Tankhun rolled his eyes in response as he tossed Tem’s shirt into the pile of his own clothes.
“I don’t feel like waiting for you to shower after me. This makes more sense.”
People could talk about Tankhun’s eccentricities all day long but when it came down to it, the way his brain processed things was nothing if not practical.
And Tem loved it.
Tankhun’s shower had so many settings that he had yet to learn. It didn’t really matter though, because Tankhun liked to have all of them on at the same time to ‘drown out the noise’ in his mind. There was a rainforest setting that made water drip gently from the ceiling. A waterfall setting that reminded Tem of one of the fountains in the pool downstairs. Jets of water came out of the shower walls. There wasn’t a water feature that Tankhun didn’t have.
Tem allowed himself to be pulled into the deluge of water, soaked to the bone in an instant with a happy smile on his face as he took in the look of complete serenity that overtook Tankhun’s features. Tem had learned that Tankhun only let himself fully relax around certain people. He counted himself lucky to be among those few.
“Babe, do you want me to wash your hair?”
Tem’s question was met with a gentle nod in answer so he grabbed Tankhun’s favorite shampoo and squirted some into his palm. As he started to work the lather through the man’s hair, Tankhun’s shoulders dropped further in contentment. Tem chuckled at having his high strung boyfriend go so pliant under his hands. Like a cat who just wanted pets and scritches.
As Tankhun tilted his head back to rinse the shampoo out, Tem continued to run his fingers through his hair. With his slender neck so perfectly on display, Tem leaned forward to suck at the hollow of Tankhun’s throat. The action didn’t seem to surprise the man however, as his reaction was to bring his hand up to the back of Tem’s neck and hold him in place.
While Tem sucked a mark into Tankhun’s delicate skin, Tankhun went to work shampooing and conditioning his boyfriend’s hair. Tem’s hair was longer and he loved playing with it whenever he got the chance. He often wore it pulled back in a little ponytail but whenever he was around Tankhun, he took it down just so Tankhun could run his fingers through it.
The feeling he’d had upon his first night with Tankhun came back. Maybe he was just a stray cat the other man had adopted. Getting petted and pampered like this certainly didn’t disavow him of the notion.
After their shower, Tem took his time drying off his sleepy boyfriend with the world’s fluffiest towel. Once Tankhun had shrugged into his favorite robe, Tem wrapped the towel around his own waist and placed a kiss to his boyfriend’s forehead. Despite Tankhun’s earlier talk of blowjobs, Tem could tell the birthday celebration had worn him out. So he sat the man down at his vanity and went to work on his nighttime skincare routine.
The first couple of times, Tankhun had had to walk him through it step by step. But now, Tem could do it with his eyes closed. And the little proud, grateful, smile he always received from Tankhun in response filled his heart and made him feel floaty inside.
“Tem,” Tankhun mumbled, voice already drowsy, “can I suck you off in the morning?” Tem paused as he rubbed moisturizer that cost as much as his rent into Tankhun’s skin, trying to figure out if he’d heard him right but also not wanting to ask for clarification. When he didn’t answer, Tankhun sighed. “I’m just tired now and I don’t want to fall asleep in the middle of it.”
Tem couldn’t help the snort of laughter that erupted from his mouth. Standing behind Tankhun at his vanity, he tilted the man’s head back against his stomach so he could peer down into his eyes.
“Should I be offended that you seem to think having my dick in your mouth will be so boring it will put you to sleep?”
Tankhun immediately made a squawk of disapproval and lightly slapped at Tem’s bare chest.
“So crass. But I saw you talking to Vegas at the bar earlier so I’ll blame him for corrupting you.”
Tem bit back his retort that Tankhun had been the one to even begin this conversation about blowjobs in the first place and settled for placing a gentle kiss to the top of Tankhun’s damp hair. With his arms draped across Tankhun’s shoulders, he leaned down and let his lips brush against his boyfriend’s ear as he replied to his original question.
“Yes you can suck me off in the morning, as long as you wake me up first so I don’t miss anything.”
Even though Tankhun hummed in agreement, Tem felt positive that he would have little recollection of his tired ramblings once the sun rose the next day. They could save the blowjob discussion for another time.
Done with their skincare routine for the night, Tem turned, bent his knees just slightly, and waited for Tankhun to climb onto his back. The short piggyback ride from the bathroom to the bed each night had become a tradition for them. Tem loved feeling Tankhun so close and Tankhun loved being carried places. It worked out for everyone involved.
As soon as they were in bed, Tankhun went into full koala mode. One leg thrown across Tem’s torso, an arm across his chest, head tucked into the juncture where Tem’s neck and shoulder met. Tem smiled to himself as he wrapped an arm around Tankhun’s shoulders. He’d gotten so used to sleeping with Tankhun that he’d had to get a weighted blanket for the rare occasions when he slept at his place. He would much rather have Tankhun wrapped around him though.
The next morning, Tem woke to the sound of soft whimpers in his ear and a wandering hand. Groggily, he wiped the sleep from his eyes and looked down. Tankhun was in the same position they’d fallen asleep in, perfectly nestled against Tem’s body like he was made to go there. The leg that he’d thrown across his torso rubbed against Tem’s morning wood while his hand kept making a slow back-and-forth motion between his nipples. Tankhun’s perfectly manicured nails scratched lightly at his chest and made his breath hitch.
It wasn’t until he heard a stifled giggle that he realized his boyfriend was awake as well, and apparently having a grand time teasing the fuck out of him.
“Babe, Khun, that’s not fair,” Tem breathed out, forcing himself to slow his breathing. He really didn’t want to come in the expensive pajama pants Tankhun had given him to sleep in.
“I think someone’s up,” he whispered, a smile in his voice that had Tem grinning in spite of himself. Tankhun rolled his hips then and Tem felt it. At least he wasn’t alone in his excited state. “It’s morning,” his voice was still sleep-addled but there was a conspiratorial tone in it that made Tem wake up fully.
“It is,” Tem spoke softly, acutely aware of the pair of lips sucking gently at his leaping pulse.
“So, can I suck you off now?”
That made Tem sit straight up in the bed, effectively knocking Tankhun off to the side. Luckily, there was still plenty of space so he didn’t fall off onto the floor as a result. Tem knew his eyes were wide as he looked down at his boyfriend but he couldn’t help it. He’d fully expected Tankhun to forget all about his little request from the night before.
“Please, you always make me feel so good whenever we do stuff. I just want to make you feel good too.”
That plaintive note in his voice always did Tem in. Albeit, it wasn’t generally being used in a sexual context but Tankhun definitely knew his audience.
“Are you absolutely sure?” Tankhun, knowing that question meant he’d won, happily nodded his head. Tem scrubbed a hand over his face and sent out a quick prayer for strength. “Okay, but if you don’t like it, I want you to stop. I don’t want you to feel like you have to prove something to me, okay?” Again, Tankhun nodded but Tem was pretty sure he’d only half listened because his hands had already started fiddling with the drawstring on the pajama pants.
“I don’t have to prove anything to anyone,” he said, voice somewhat defiant. “I’ve watched you come plenty of times. This time, I want it to be because of me.” Tem stared at Tankhun blankly for a minute before his brain caught up with his words.
“All the other times, do you think those weren’t because of you? Babe, everything we’ve done so far, every bit of pleasure I’ve experienced since meeting you, has been because of you. You are the root cause of every single lustful thought in my head. If you think, for one second, that I’ve come one time without seeing your face in the last five months, then I’ve been a pretty shitty boyfriend.”
Tankhun climbed into Tem’s lap and wrapped his arms around his shoulders, shaking his head.
“You’re not a shitty boyfriend. You’re the best boyfriend. I mean, it took you a little while to realize that we were boyfriends in the beginning but that was just a minor miscommunication. I just mean, I want to take a more active role in getting you off. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now and I’m ready. So please, let me do this for you?” Tem sucked in a breath but Tankhun quickly covered his mouth. “And don’t ask me if I’m sure again. I already said I’m ready so I just need you to guide me.”
Tem promptly closed his mouth behind Tankhun’s hand and nodded his head. The triumphant smile he received in return warmed his very soul.
Khun shoved at Tem’s shoulders until he laid back down. When he pulled the front of Tem’s pajama pants down, his cock sprang free. Tem hissed as the cold air of the room brushed against his heated skin.
But the cold was short-lived. In the next second, Tankhun had wrapped his hand around the base, grip already perfect. Handjobs were nothing new for them and Tankhun knew exactly what he liked in that department already.
“ Fuck ,” Tem groaned, unable to stop his hips from making little upwards thrusts into Khun’s hand. Tankhun seemed to realize that he wouldn’t be able to remain in Tem’s lap and suck him off at the same time. No matter how much yoga the man did, his body was not going to bend that way. With a happy smile, he repositioned himself on his stomach between Tem’s legs, Tem’s cock pointing at him like a compass finding north.
Khun seemed almost giddy as he leaned forward, licking a slow stripe from root to tip, that had Tem wondering if he should’ve asked exactly what kind of blowjob advice his boyfriend had gotten from Pete afterall. Considering the type of relationship Vegas and Pete had, Tem wasn’t sure if he should be concerned or not.
But then, Khun took him into the perfect wet heat of his mouth and Tem’s mind went blank.
Tem sucked in a breath through his teeth, fisting his hands in the bedding to keep himself from gripping his boyfriend’s hair. He didn’t want to overwhelm him. Khun sank his head lower in Tem’s lap, taking Tem inch by inch. Just as Tem felt the tip of his cock hit the back of Khun’s throat, Khun pulled back. With his lips swollen, eyes glassy, and hair in complete disarray, Tem couldn’t help thinking that the man had never looked quite so beautiful.
“I don’t think I can deepthroat yet,” Khun’s voice was breathless and Tem couldn’t help the way he chuckled in response.
“I don’t think I could handle that right now,” Tem replied, just as breathless. Tem’s response must have pleased Khun because he let out a happy chirp and sucked Tem’s cock back into his mouth. “Fuck,” Tem whispered once again. He wanted to touch Khun, to run his fingers through his hair, to stroke his face.
As if he’d read his mind, Khun suddenly took one of Tem’s hands, unraveled it from the blankets, and placed it on the back of his neck. He hummed around his mouthful as Tem let his grip tighten just slightly on Khun’s neck. Tem had dreamed of this moment practically since he’d started sharing Tankhun’s bed and now that it was happening, his mind was having trouble grasping it. The way Khun kept flicking his tongue on the underside of his penis as he moved his head up and down, the suction and heat, the beautiful smile in his eyes as he looked up at him. Everything combined to reach a level of perfection Tem had never known before, least of all from a blow job.
Khun lifted his head and let Tem’s dick fall back against his stomach. He sucked in a breath as he chuckled to himself. He took Tem in hand, letting his palm slide along the spit-slicked shaft.
“You’re close already,” Khun whispered knowingly, recognizing the look on Tem’s face. “Do you want to finish in my mouth?” Before Tem could form words, Tankhun pressed the tip of his tongue against the slit. It made Tem’s hips jerk upwards with a gasp that had Khun grinning up at him. “Answer me,” Khun demanded, tightening his grip at the base.
“ Yes ,” Tem breathed out shakily, torn between the intense desire to do just that and the need to not overwhelm his boyfriend during the very first blowjob he’d ever given. Khun made a pleased sound in the back of his throat.
“Good, you should do that.”
Tem didn’t have time to react before the man took him in his mouth once again.
How was one supposed to describe paradise? How did you describe the feeling of home? Of belonging? Of devotion?
With Khun’s lips around his shaft, the sensations slammed into him, pelting him without mercy. Tem felt himself hit the back of Khun’s throat again. The suction of Khun’s mouth, the twist of his wrist at the base, the look in his eyes as he stared up at Tem, everything tightened the coil at the base of Tem’s spine until he couldn’t hold back any longer. A few rapid taps of warning was all he was able to give Tankhun before his body curled in on itself and he spurted into the man’s mouth.
Tem fell backwards onto the bed, unable to keep himself upright any longer. He felt Tankhun pull away, felt his dick fall spent from the man’s mouth to rest on his hip. Tem wanted to reach for Tankhun but every appendage was like jelly. Tankhun slid up his body with a self-satisfied grin on his face, straddling Tem’s hips like he belonged there. (And he did.)
Gently, he cupped Tem’s face in his hands and leaned down, pressing their lips together in a kiss that was far too sweet considering what that mouth had just done. Tem was a little surprised by the salty taste on Tankhun’s tongue and pulled back.
“You swallowed?” He couldn’t help the shock in his tone. Tankhun nodded his head, still close enough that the motion caused their noses to brush against each other. His proud little smile made Tem’s heart flutter in his chest.
“Pete suggested it so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to try.” He kissed Tem again, sighing into his mouth, before he raised back up. “Well? Did you like it?”
Tem’s brain still hadn’t caught up with the rest of his body so he just stared up at Tankhun, somewhat dumbfounded at the man’s question. How could he think that experience had been anything other than transcendent for Tem?
But his boyfriend was nothing if not vocal and blunt and expected the same in return. Tem knew he would have to use his words to convey just how Tankhun had made him feel.
Tem cupped Khun’s cheeks and smiled at the curious look in the man’s eyes. He was so beautiful.
“It was amazing,” he replied, a serious tone in his voice. “It felt incredible.” Tankhun giggled, clearly proud of himself, and it made Tem smile brightly. “And when you’re ready, I would love to get the chance to make you feel the same.”
Tankhun flattened his palms on Tem’s chest and pushed himself up into a sitting position.
“You want to give me a blowjob?”
Tem sat up and wrapped his arms around Tankhun’s back, keeping their chests close together.
“I want everything with you, Nu. But again, only if and when you’re ready.”
Tankhun hummed softly to himself before running his fingers through Tem’s hair. Tem leaned into his touch.
“Okay. But let’s eat breakfast first.”
Tankhun nimbly rolled out of Tem’s lap and was standing next to the bed before Tem even processed just what his words meant. As Tankhun disappeared into his massive closet, that now housed more than a few items of Tem’s own clothing, Tem sprang from the bed. He quickly tucked himself back into his pajama pants before stopping in the doorway.
“Hey, are you sure?”
Tankhun turned around as he finished with the buttons on his shirt, a coy smile on his face. He rolled his eyes before grabbing one of Tem’s t-shirts and tossing it to him.
“It’s with you, Tem. Of course I’m sure.”
The easy trust in Tankhun’s voice sent a surge of affection through Tem’s blood. He loved this man so much and felt insanely lucky that he’d been the one chosen to share in all of his firsts.