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Rain wasn’t dumb.
He wasn’t necessarily the smartest , but he wasn’t dumb .
He knew that he missed things that were obvious to some people, he knew that he could take a little while to pick up on social cues and that sometimes he needed his friends to spell things out properly for him, but he wasn’t dumb.
He wished he didn’t feel so dumb, though…
It had been a passing comment to begin with, something from one of the girls at a race that Phayu was working at. Rain and Sky were hanging nearby, and maybe they weren’t acting the complete part that a lot of the other racers and the spectators and the eye candy did, and honestly? Rain was getting used to the people that eyed up Phayu. He didn’t like it, just like Sky with Prapai, but he was getting used to it, and it didn’t bother him as much as it used to. There were a couple of people in particular that always seemed to hang around the area Phayu was working, but Phayu barely gave them the time of day.
There had been one girl in particular, though, legs that seemed taller than Rain completely and a nasty expression on her face whenever she saw Rain. It seemed to magically disappear whenever Phayu was around, but Sky had seen the way she treated Rain, and the narrow eyed look Sky gave her was almost as nasty as the one she wore.
Rain really loved his best friend.
Tonight she seemed like she was out for blood, dripping in delicate chains and brighter eye make up than usual, and she was relentless. Phayu caught Rain’s gaze over his shoulder a few times and gave him a long suffering smile before moving back to work on his bike and try to ignore her advances, even as she loitered. Rain and Sky were a little further away, knowing to give their men space when they were working, and he thought he’d avoid a run in with her altogether until she was stalking past in her wobbly heels.
“Don’t know what he’s doing with a dumb child like you,” she hissed out and Rain’s back teeth gritted together painfully. Sky snapped something back, rolling his eyes as she left and slinging an arm around Rain’s shoulders and steering him away.
Dumb child.
Dumb .
The words echoed between his ears over and over.
He knew Som had just been lashing out at him earlier—he’d graduated last year and was working full time now, and it was apparently every bit as stressful as students feared. Ple said that he was a nightmare at home, she complained about him most days, but she’d been happy when he showed up to give her a ride home from school. Rain and Sky and Por had all been with Ple, out on the front steps of their last class and goofing around since it had been their last class on Friday, and Rain hadn’t been paying attention when he’d stumbled backwards, directly into Som, hitting the large coffee he was holding and spilling it all over Som, staining his shirt and his pants.
“ Ai —Rain!” He yelled out in frustration and Rain jerked to steady himself, Sky reached out with a long-suffering expression to help.
“Oh, P’Som—I’m sorry, I—”
“He never looks where he’s going,” Sky added in his defence and Rain was about to huff out a laugh and roll his eyes when Som grumbled angrily under his breath.
“Always been a mess, but this dumbass somehow manages to get the smartest guy in the city as his boyfriend while the rest of us struggle.” Rain blinked, feeling his body still at the words.
Dumbass.
Dumb .
It wasn’t the first time the insult had been directed at him, it would be nowhere near the last, although usually there was a teasing lilt to the retort. Not this time, and even if there had been, Rain would still have felt the uncomfortable, hot prickles under his skin.
It was silly the way it niggled under his skin, to the point where he was distracted that night with Phayu. Even when Phayu was holding him on the couch when they were watching a movie, and even when he slipped a hand under Rain’s shirt and encouraged him onto his lap, and usually that made everything slip away. When Phayu held him close and touched him and called him a good boy everything faded away. But it didn’t that night, and it really sucked that he didn’t get to bask in that warm, floaty space that Phayu usually took him to, and he didn’t even feel right whispering that special word.
Daddy .
They had been using the term more often, Phayu enjoying the way Rain got flustered and somehow whinier when he used it, Rain loving the way it made his stomach twist wig heat and Phayu’s eyes go dark. Somehow it had become common out of the bedroom as well, when Phayu praised Rain for doing a good job on an assignment, or when Rain was sleepy and clingy and just wanted cuddles.
But it didn’t feel right to say it now, his head felt all wrong.
He knew that his parents had a lot of things going on right now, he knew that they always had a lot of things going on, his parents were busy people. His father had always worked long hours, ever since he was a kid, and it had just become longer and longer as he had gotten older. His mother had always seemed happy, but maybe in the past few years it wasn’t quite as much, and she wasn’t at home as often as when Rain had been younger, but that was because he didn’t need her to look after him as much, he had been glad that she was going out with her friends more often. Except it turned out that there was more going, that there had been more going on, for a while now.
“Oh, honey, it just happens sometimes,” his mother’s voice had been soft as she stroked her fingers through his hair as he had stared up at her in confusion.
“But…I thought you and father were happy,” he said quietly. This time his mothers voice wasn’t quite as soft, a bit more brittle.
“Ah, Rain…We haven’t even been around each other long enough to make one another happy in a long time,” she replied. Rain hadn’t known what to say, so he had just hugged his mother tightly around her waist, knowing that he was going to latch himself onto Phayu the next time they saw each other and cry about this. It was a few hours later, nearly midnight when his fathers car had arrived home, and usually he was asleep, or he simply wasn’t here, but tonight he had waited up.
“We should have talked to him together,” his mothers voice was hushed at the bottom of the stairs.
“I had work,” came his fathers short reply.
“He is your son ,” she retorted. “He was shocked and needed both his parents.”
“He’s dumb if he never saw this coming,” were the final words Rain heard before there was a rushing sound in his ears. He was frozen at the top of the stairs where he had crawled out to listen to his parents—where he’d always hidden, since he was a little kid, when he wanted to eavesdrop on the adults—the soft carpet underneath him suddenly feeling coarse and rough.
Dumb.
Dumb.
Dumbdumbdumb.
Apparently he’d been really dumb recently.
It was just a couple of days later when Rain was helping Sky out at one of his clubs. He felt tired and sluggish all over. He hadn’t told Phayu or Sky about his parents yet, they both had a lot on and he really didn’t know how to put everything he was feeling into words, so it was easier to stay quiet. He completely messed up, though, making thirty copies of the wrong sheet , leaving Sky scrambling to give out directions and write some instructions haphazardly on the board, and Rain felt awful.
Sky was so responsible, and he did so well in all the student clubs he volunteered for, and he had only asked Rain to do one thing and he had messed it up.
He knew his brain worked differently, tripping over thoughts with an ever-running internal voice that sometimes made him forgetful or zone out of a conversation if it was moving too slow for him, but he knew sometimes he messed up.
“It’s okay, Rain. It’s just a dumb mistake,” Sky told him with a reassuring half smile that didn’t reassure Rain at all .
“I’m not dumb !” He snapped out before he could stop himself and Sky’s head jerked up in surprise, his mouth falling open.
“Rain, I didn’t—”
“I have to go,” Rain interrupted, even though he hated it. He turned himself around before he could see the expression on Sky’s face, shocked and a little hurt, swiping up his bag from where he’d dumped it on a table and practically bolting from the room. He bumped into a few people on his way out and he tried to mutter his apologies but all he could think about was getting out, getting away from here, from all the people. He couldn’t go home, his mother might be there and he just didn’t want to be around her right now, he couldn’t go to Phayu’s home where it was safe and quiet because he wanted Phayu there too, and he knew he wouldn’t be. The garage was going to be the next option, which wasn’t the best, because it could be loud and crowded and busy, but at least Phayu would be there. He just needed to get to his car, and then drive there, and then he’d be okay. He barely even noticed Prapai, who was obviously here for Sky, barging right past him on the front steps and taking the older man by surprise.
“Ai’Rain?” Prapai called over him, because half the time Rain acted more impressed to see him than Sky did, his boy preferring to make Prapai work for his smiles, and it definitely surprised him to see Rain practically running away.
He got to the garage. He saw Saifah almost immediately, and he let out a sigh of relief at someone he could easily talk to, but Saifah was already wincing and shaking his head sympathetically as Rain approached him.
“Ah, Rain—Phayu’s not here. He’s down at the track.” It wasn’t Saifah’s fault and Rain didn’t blame him, but there was complete panic on Saifah’s face as tears suddenly sprung to Rain’s eyes. “ Rain —” he was already pulling out his phone. “Go up to his room, okay? He won’t be far away, I’ll call him.” Rain was trying to make sure the tears didn’t come out, even though his nose was prickling and his face was probably bright red and he really felt it—felt dumb .
Especially when the first thought that jumped to his head was ‘ I just want Daddy’ , and that felt silly, dumb, stupid, not good, because what adult thinks that when they’re upset.
He nodded as he turned away from Saifah, quickly going through the main part of the shop and up toward Phayu’s bedroom.
He should have messaged Phayu on the way over, that was his fault, and now he was here crying like a dumb baby. He almost tripped over his feet on his way up the steps, quickly finding Phayu’s room that he barely ever used anymore. He was mainly at the house, with Rain, in the evenings, but it still smelt like Phayu in the room. Once the door was shut, he let himself cry more freely, throwing himself down with a bounce on Phayu’s bed and pulling a blanket over himself.
He just wanted Phayu.
“Rain? Baby…Wake up for me now, hm, Rain,” Phayu’s voice was persistent as Rain opened his sticky eyelids, blinking as he was met with his Da—with Phayu’s face.
“P’Phayu!” He was instantly awake, his brain alert and making everything come crashing back quickly. “ P’Phayu —” having him right there after the terrible past few weeks, Rain couldn’t help the way his body jerked forward and sobs wracked through him.
“Hey, Rain, baby— baby ,” Phayu cupped Rain’s face in his hands, breathing in and out exaggeratedly and looking at him to do the same. Doing it over and over again until Rain copied him, because it’s what would make Phayu happy, and Rain always wanted to make Phayu happy. He felt his chest unlocking, nowhere near as tight as it had felt before, his eyes never leaving Phayu’s. “It’s okay, Rain, Daddy’s here,” he murmured softly, his thumbs stroking over Rain’s cheeks, but those words just managed to make the tears fall down faster.
He always knew what to say, what Rain needed—how did he even know that Rain wanted his Daddy? And that when Phayu said it, it felt as though every wrong thing in the world was something he could fix if it’s what Rain needed.
Phayu didn’t push, he gave Rain time to cling to Phayu’s shirt and hold him close, not caring about the tears and snot that was undoubtedly soaking through his shirt. It wasn’t until Rain’s tears had quietened back down, Phayu’s hand rubbing up and down his back gently, that he nudged Rain away, so that he was straightened up and Phayu could see his face. He reached out and cupped his cheek, not letting Rain duck his face or avert his eyes.
“Tell Daddy, Rain,” Phayu softly ordered, making Rain want to crumble in a pile at his feet and stay there forever, where it was safe. “Tell Daddy what’s going on in your pretty head. I promise I only want to help.”
“I know, I know, Daddy,” Rain’s breathing was still coming out uneven, but it was deeper than it had been before, and Phayu didn’t look as worried.
“Good boy,” Phayu smiled up at him, purposefully bouncing his knees a few times to make a small smile break out on Rain’s face. It was brief, but it was there, and then Phayu was wiping his face down gently. “Tell Daddy,” he repeated again, and it really was like something unlocked when that word was said. Everything slowed down for Rain, made him hyper-focus on Phayu, feeling as though he was the absolute guiding light in the universe.
It spilled out messily, every single incident, and Phayu didn’t speak, but he made lots of noises, comforting and sad and a little angry, his hands always gentle around Rain, making sure he was close. His hands were moving up and down Rain’s sides, under his shirt, skin-to-skin contact making it easier for him to sink into Phayu. More tears slid down his face, but they were sobs that were racking through his chest any more, everything felt more controlled, smaller than it had been before. Phayu hummed against his hair as he leaned in and buried his face in neck, and his eyebrows pulled together when he heard Rain repeating that word— dumbdumbdumbdumb.
“Hey—” he interrupted finally, when it didn’t sound as though Rain had anything else to add to his story and just kept repeating that horrible word to himself. “ Rain .” Rain quietened after a small, unhappy sound, and Phayu felt him tense slightly in his arms. “Darling, you’re not dumb.” He immediately felt the inhale from Rain as he prepared to argue, but Phayu didn’t let him. “You do well in school, Rain. Really well. I know you don’t think you’re as smart as Sky, but it’s because you don’t study the same way he does. You still pass everything, even though it’s hard for you to focus, and you do well . I’m so proud of you, Rain. If Sky is upset, you always know what to do—P’Pai comes to you when he’s done something wrong, he knows you have the best ideas of how to make it better for him.” He felt some of the tension leave Rain the more he talked. “When something is wrong with me …You’re the first one to realise when something is wrong. You’re the one who makes me feel better. You’re always the one that makes it better.” He paused and took in a deep breath. “People who call you dumb are fucking idiots, Rain, and you shouldn’t believe them,” his words were blunt and made Rain let out a short, abrupt laugh. He was quiet for a moment longer before he added in a more subdued voice, “If I’ve ever made you feel that way, I’m sor—”
“ No, Daddy, no !” Rain protested, speaking up loudly for the first time, the title just spilling from his mouth. He doesn’t even pause, doesn’t seem to register how easily he used the word now. “No, you never —you’ve never made me feel—” his breathing is quickening again and Phayu reaches out to squeeze his shoulders, one hand curling up and around his neck.
“Breathe for me, Rain,” he whispered, his voice calm, always steady, reassuring and deep and Rain listened, staring at his Daddy and matching their breaths, trying to stop the shuddery, wet exhales that occasionally happened. Phayu was patient, always patient, waiting until he calmed down again. “Let’s go home,” Phayu said after a few more minutes. “We’ll get Korean for dinner.” The difference between when Rain arrived at the garage and to how he was feeling now, with Phayu, was completely night and day as he smiled and nodded, still sniffing a little. “Then you can text Nong’Sky and apologize, and tell me more about your parents, okay?” Rain nodded again, because Phayu was right, he would feel even better after he made things right with Sky, apologize for the way he had yelled earlier. And his parents…He was probably going to start crying again, but it would be okay, because Phayu would hold him.
All he needed was Phayu.
It was a few days later, after they’d finished breakfast that Phayu cleared his throat and glanced over at Rain, and Rain knew that there was something they were about to have A Talk about. Rain had never been in a relationship before Phayu—not a serious one anyway—and he had heard the jokes about all the communication that was necessary, but he hadn’t realized how much there was until Phayu. And Phayu took it seriously .
“I need to ask you something,” he began, and he actually sounded a little nervous, which was weird because Phayu didn’t get nervous, at least not with Rain . He always seemed to know what Rain wanted and needed instinctively.
“Yeah?” Rain asked, putting down his phone and sliding a little closer to where Phayu was stretched out on the couch. Phayu pursed his lips together, thinking for a moment, before reaching out his arm and encouraging Rain forward. Rain happily curled into Phayu’s side, looking up at him and hoping it wasn’t anything he had to be nervous about.
“So…” Phayu narrowed his eyes slightly, looking ahead as he thought before he drew in a breath. “The word dumb ,” he began and Rain’s eyes widened, completely not expecting the conversation to go in that direction. “I’ve used it with you before. A few times, actually.” Rain stared up at Phayu, a frown creasing his forehead as he wondered what Phayu was talking about, there wasn’t any time he’d said that. Stupid boy had definitely been a thing when Phayu was playfully taunting him closer at the start, but not dumb.
Although…
Rain blinked rapidly and his cheeks started burning as he realized what Phayu meant— when Phayu called him dumb .
My dumb thing as Phayu was holding Rain’s chin, swaying his face back and forth as he looked down at him with fondness.
Ai, too cockdumb to talk, baby as Phayu fucked into him and drool gathered in the corners of his mouth as he was shoved further up the mattress.
Look so dumb and pretty as Phayu was gently cleaning him up afterwards and leaving kisses all over his face and petting his hair.
“Oh, I—” he almost choked, remembering all those instances, his face scarlet as he stared down at his hands, curling into the front of Phayu’s shirt. “Mm…” he finally hummed, unsure how to respond. Phayu let out a fond laugh, his hand coming up to twist through Rain’s longer hair, giving it a light, playful tug that sent a spike of heat to Rain’s stomach, before speaking again.
“I never want to hurt you, or upset you,” he murmured softly against Rain’s hair. “When I say it…You know Daddy doesn’t mean it in a bad way, right?” Rain felt his breathing hitch in his throat, at that way Phayu slipped so easily into that other part of himself, reassuring but so strong. “But I don’t want to say anything that you don’t enjoy. I know you like it when I’m a bit… Mean ,” he sounded a little embarrassed when he said it, and it made Rain scrunch up his nose and have to smother a giggle, because he was glad that it wasn’t just him that got a bit bashful with these conversations. “But I’ll never use the word again if it’s something you don’t like—”
“ No !” Rain abruptly interrupts Phayu and Phayu paused for a moment, because he didn’t like being interrupted and it’s something that made Rain wriggle against him nervously for until Phayu hums under his breath to give him the go-head. “I…Like it…W-when you say it like that .” He feels the tension exhale from Phayu’s body underneath him, which makes him happy; he likes it when Phayu’s relaxed around him, when he’s happy .
“Say it like that?” Phayu asked with an amused twinge to his tone and Phayu couldn’t help but wriggle again.
“ Yeah , like that ,” he whined a little, wondering if Phayu was going to make him spell it out, the way he did sometimes.
“Like what, baby?” He asked playfully, and Rain realized that he was going to be a bit mean. Rain shoved out his lower lip in a pout, looking up at Phayu through his floppy fringe and hoping that his expression would get him out of it. Phayu just met his eyes, staring back with a knowing smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth, so handsome and mean .
“Like…” Rain tried to keep the whine out of his voice as he turned to bury his face in Phayu’s shoulder, tugging at his shirt and feeling his cheeks burn. “Like it’s a good thing,” he finally managed to get out. “Like you like it.” Phayu laughed, but he rewarded Rain for his words, reaching around so that he could properly haul Rain onto his lap, straddling his thighs, so that Rain was facing him directly, before pressing two fingers under his chin. Rain stubbornly tried to keep his face tilted forward, not meeting Phayu’s eyes, but Phayu was insistent, still grinning all knowingly, as though he could read Rain’s thoughts, encouraging him to look up. When Rain’s eyes finally met with Phayu’s, he was chewing on his bottom lip and his cheeks were red, and there was arousal burning dark in Phayu’s eyes.
“I do like it,” he confirmed. “I like it a lot. And it is a good thing…At least in the way I mean it.” Rain stared at him, his mind starting to empty of thoughts and fill with static. It was something only Phayu could do, making everything feel quiet, slowing everything down for Rain and letting him focus on one thing—the most important thing. Phayu . “But what’s important is what you like, and what makes you feel good—”
“You do make me feel good!” Rain interrupted again, and this time Phayu didn’t hesitate, his hand whipping back and giving Rain a sharp smack to his ass over his jeans that made him jerk forward with a whimper. His cock pulsed in his jeans and he didn’t bother to try and hide as he pushed his hips forward against Phayu, rubbing himself against Phayu’s stomach.
“Hmm, and yet you’re still naughty, huh?” Phayu teased lightly, rubbing his hand over where he’d just spanked Rain. Rain was glad that Phayu had spanked him this time, when he’d interrupted…It hadn’t felt right before.
“You like it when I am,” Rain mumbled in response, his cheeks still red as Phayu grinned.
“I do,” he whispered against Rain’s ear. “Almost as much as I like it when you’re being good.” Rain turned his face into Phayu’s neck, nuzzling his nose under Phayu’s ear and breathing in happily.
“I can be good,” he murmured.
“I know you can, you’re so good for me, Rain,” one of Phayu’s hand was rubbing up and down his back, the other resting on Rain’s ass and gently squeezing, all of it reassuring and arousing . “I like it when you’re so good for me, when you let Daddy look after you, when you get that look on your face as though you’re above your clouds, when you look love dumb ,” he rasped in Rain’s ear and Rain’s eyes rolled back, letting out a groan as his fingers dug into Phayu’s shoulders.
It was different when Phayu said it, the word was different, everything was different.
“Yes, yes, yes ,” he chanted under his breath, rocking himself against Phayu and looking at him needily.
“If you ever don’t like it—you tell me right away. You say your word,” Phayu was always so careful and level-headed, even though Rain could feel him hot and hard under his ass.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“What’s your word, Rain?” Phayu prompted. “ Ai’Rain ?” He prompted again when there was no reply.
“ Red , Daddy,” Rain answered impatiently, and Phayu swatted at his ass again, more for fun that because of his tone, and the answering moan from Rain blatantly said how much he liked it.
“Good boy,” Phayu hummed. “Now undress for Daddy, okay?” Phayu prompted, and even though embarrassment curled through Rain, he loved the feeling, it made him harder, properly leaking in his briefs, and he stumbled with how quick he obeyed. Phayu moved forward quickly, easily able to help steady Rain and only moving back once he knew that Rain was properly on his feet. Rain’s fingers were trembling as they undid the buttons of his shirt before dropping it to the ground, and then reaching down for his jeans. Phayu was watching him closely, always watching him close and noting every move he made with fond, glittering eyes, and Rain had to quickly push down his jeans and briefs all in one go or else he would probably shy away again. Then he was naked in front of a fully dressed Phayu and he shivered under the hungry way Phayu was dragging his gaze up his body. “Turn around, Rain,” he ordered quietly and Rain did as he was told, squirming under his gaze as he heard Phayu move on the couch, before his hands were reaching out and pressing against the backs of his thighs, then further upwards. “Hold yourself open for me, baby.” Rain felt Phayu’s warm breath against his skin at the gentle request.
His face was redder than it had been before as he reached back with shaky hands to grasp at his ass cheeks, gently tugging them apart, exposing himself completely to Phayu.
“ Good boy ,” Phayu exhaled against him, his breath tickling the puckered pink skin that Rain had revealed, holding himself open obediently even though he was wiggling with humiliation at how vulnerable he felt right now, showing himself off for Phayu’s close inspection.
He loved it, and the fuzziness in his head doubled.
“So pretty, darling, pretty for Daddy,” Phayu praised him, before he was leaning forward, and pressing a kiss right over Rain’s most private part. Rain’s breathing hitched, his body swaying forward slightly, but Phayu’s hands were still on his thighs, still right there . It wasn’t that he couldn’t open Rain up for himself, it was because he wanted Rain to do it for him, to offer that part of himself to Phayu. And Rain would.
He’d do it again and again, that shameful twist of his heat bolting through him every time.
Phayu didn’t drag it out for too long, though, soon he was turning Rain back around, bringing him back into his lap and pressing their lips together. Rain kept whining, pushing himself against Phayu, eventually slipping his hands underneath his shirt when it seemed as though he wasn’t going to make moves to undress himself. And it seemed like Rain was right, because Phayu almost instantly moved his hands away, easily holding both wrists in one hand and keeping them pinned down against his stomach while he leaned in for another kiss. Rain tried to whine and struggle to get his hands away, but he really didn’t try that hard. There wasn’t anywhere else he wanted to be.
“Come on, baby,” Phayu grinned, that curl of his lips that made Rain melt inside. “Want you to ride me.” He let go of Rain’s hands finally to reach between them and unzip his pants and point down to the shelf below the coffee table. “Lube.” Rain almost tumbled off Phayu’s lap to grab for the lube, and Phayu snorted as he grabbed at Rain’s hips, making sure he didn’t fall.
It wasn’t as though prep took very long, Phayu had fucked Rain last night after they got back from the races while adrenaline was still pumping through their veins, and Rain’s pitchy moans just got louder as Phayu’s fingers sunk inside him. He was still dressed, the denim of his jeans was rough against the underside of Rain’s thighs, but Rain had given up on trying to get him undressed because all he was thinking about was how good he felt, and how much he wanted to touch . He swayed forward, his hands reaching out for Phayu’s hair, where it was messily falling from the bun he’d tied it in this morning, sinking his fingers in Phayu’s hair and pulling .
“Ai— baby ,” Phayu hissed against his lips, calloused fingers stretching Rain open and squeezing tightly at his ass. “Needy, huh?”
“Always— ah —always needy for you,” Rain wasn’t even trying to hide the way he was humping his hips back and forth, rubbing his cock against Phayu’s stomach and then pushing back against his fingers. “D- Daddy , I— please —”
“Such good manners when you want to use them,” Phayu sounded as though he was laughing under his breath, but he had a hand around his cock and was rubbing it between his cheeks, slipping through the lube and prodding at Rain’s hole.
“ Please !” Rain cried out, feeling how close he was to having Phayu the way he wanted it.
“There you go, baby,” Phayu’s voice was tighter now, almost a hiss, as he finally pressed inside Rain, one of his hands tight on his hip and bringing him down on his cock. “There you go.” Rain whined as Phayu’s cock filled him, carving out a spot inside of him that was only for one person.
“ Daddy ,” he whined breathily and Phayu nodded as his hand came up to cup Rain’s face, bringing him in close, one thumb pressing firmly to his chin to keep his face directed forward.
“ Ride me ,” he encouraged and Rain shuddered as he pushed up on his knees, his shaky hands finding Phayu’s shoulders and trying to balance himself as he started moving clumsily. Everything felt hazy as Rain tried to find a rhythm, something that made his Daddy feel good, but the problem was, everything felt good to Rain and it was so overwhelming the way that Phayu still had a hand firmly holding his face while the other groped at his ass. “G-good boy,” Phayu said through gritted teeth and Rain felt a thrill run through him at being able to make his Daddy stutter. He tried to drop his ass down harder, squeezing tightly around Phayu’s cock, but it wasn’t a pace that he would be able to keep up with.
He really wasn’t good on top.
Phayu knew that.
Phayu liked that.
And he loved when Rain realized that he wasn’t getting what he needed and started getting loud and whiny and his words started slurring and maybe when he looked a little dumb… Cock dumb .
Rain tried , pushing up on his knees and trying to set a proper rhythm, but he lost it quickly, again and again, because every time he managed to find a good pace, his eyes rolled to the back of his head and his body started getting shakier and he just couldn’t keep going . And Phayu was just smiling at him, slumped back into the couch cushions and loosely holding Rain’s hips, looking up at him with a mixture of amusement and fondness and arousal and when Rain pouted and flopped forward so that he was laying against Phayu’s chest, he let out a short laugh.
“You need me to do it for you, baby?” Phayu asked knowingly, and Rain didn’t even bother to pull back from where he had his head buried in Phayu’s neck, just nodded immediately in response. “Of course you do,” Phayu whispered, and suddenly he was turning them around, rolling Rain off him and back onto the couch before pushing up onto his knees. Rain blinked up at him, not saying anything because any comprehensible words were alluding his vocabulary, his only thoughts on his Daddy. Phayu was still fully dressed, towering over him, his hair the only thing that looked out of place, and his swollen lips. And his cock.
“ Please ,” Rain mumbled.
“Hm?” Phayu tilted his head to the side as he pushed Rain’s thighs apart, making himself comfortable between them, a hand wrapping around his cock and smacking it twice between the cleft of Rain’s ass, making him whine and twitch.
“ Please !” Rain repeated, louder this time even though his voice sounded so whiny, even to himself.
“Ah, my baby is just too dumb to fuck, huh?” Phayu teased lightly as one of his big hands smoothed up the inside of Rain’s thigh, so big and calloused compared to Rain’s soft, slim thigh, and when that hand reached the apex of his legs and so easily covered his cock with the palm of his hand, Rain let out a loud, high-pitched whine as his back arched upward. “Can’t even make yourself feel good without me, can you?” He slapped his cock against Rain’s ass again, making him twitch and whimper. “Always need Daddy to help you, huh?” And Rain was about to try and say something, to agree, to beg, to just make him get inside , but then Phayu was doing it without any warning, shoving himself back inside Rain and smiling in satisfaction at the way Rain’s body seized up before he was moaning loud enough to be heard from outside of the house.
Rain’s noises just got louder as Phayu fucked into him, easily bending Rain’s legs backwards to give himself full, unobstructed access, fingers banding tightly around both of his ankles and holding them in place. Rain’s eyes kept trying to fall closed, but Phayu loved it when he looked at him, and so he was trying , trying to keep them open, trying to look up at Phayu, and at the way his fingers were possessively wrapped around his ankles, and the way that Phayu’s face was set with determination, but it was too much. Especially when Phayu tilted his ass further upward, changing the angle that he was fucking into Rain, and suddenly tears were spilling from the corners of his eyes at just how good he felt. At how good Phayu made him feel.
“D-Duh- Daddy ,” he stammered out as his cock left smears of precum across his stomach, his hands feeling ridiculously heavy as he tried to lift his arms to reach out for Phayu—all of his limbs felt heavy, even his head felt heavy, but he was getting used to that, used to the way his body responded Phayu, especially when they were having sex.
“Oh, my sweet boy,” Phayu cooed, although despite how syrupy-sweet his voice was, there was a sharpness in his smile as he fell forward, still buried inside Rain as he braced an arm beside his head and leaned in close, so that their chests were almost touching. Rain was still so full , but for a dizzying moment, it was only Phayu’s face he was paying attention to. Phayu seemed to realize that, with the way his wolfish grin grew. He hovered over Rain, watching the way Rain’s hazy eyes tried to follow each of his movements before they were landing back on Phayu’s mouth. “Such a pretty, dumb thing, aren’t you?” He whispered as he leaned in close, observing Rain’s reaction carefully as he left a soft kiss on the tip of his nose, but there was only bliss on his boy's face. “Yeah? Is that right, Rain baby? Just my pretty dumb thing?”
“D-Daddy’s pr-pretty dumb thing,” Rain repeated back obediently, his eyes closed as he let himself sink down in the couch cushions. “Daddy’s…” that possessive flare that Phayu felt whenever he was with Rain fired up in his chest again, at the simple, trusting way that Rain gave himself over to Phayu.
“That’s right, pretty boy,” Phayu growled under his breath. “ Daddy’s .” He started fucking into Rain so hard that he was jolting upward on the cushions, and Rain’s gasped out breaths had him snapping his hips harder, wanting to draw out as many sounds from Rain’s swollen mouth as he could. He made sure Rain came first, the boy reaching up to wrap his arms around Phayu’s neck and pull him in weakly for needy, sloppy kisses that were more open-mouth presses of his mouth than anything resembling a kiss, but Phayu gave him what he wanted, knowing how tactile Rain was. Rain made a mess over his stomach, before Phayu finished in Rain’s ass, loving that they didn’t need to worry about condoms anymore as he collapsed on top of Rain.
The peaceful afterglow lasted all of two minutes before Rain was whining about Phayu being too heavy, pushing him off and shuffling them around until he could hug Phayu without getting either of them messier, and Phayu smiled as he kissed Rain’s head.
“You’re okay, Rain?” He whispered softly, not wanting to push too much because he knew how fuzzy Rain could be after they’d had sex, but still needing to check in.
“G’d, Daddy,” Rain mumbled back. “Perfect.”
It was just before class the next day that Rain ran up to Sky with his favourite drink grasped in hand, chewing down on his bottom lip as he came to a halt in front of Sky, who raised an eyebrow at him expectantly. Rain paused for a moment, pressing his lips together nervously before thrusting out his hand with the drink and bowing his head forward.
“I’m sorry for snapping at you, Ai’Sky,” Rain said, a little pleadingly, because he could act without thinking sometimes, and hurting Sky was never something he wanted to do. He’d already apologised by message but wanted to do it in person too. Sky’s face was impassive as his eyes shifted between Sky’s face, and down to the drink in his outstretched hand, before looking back up at his face with raised eyebrows. Rain kept his apologetic pout fixed on his face and his hand out even though he felt like a bit of an idiot, until Sky finally relented and nodded as he took the drink.
“Come on, Rain,” Sky said with a huff. “We’re gonna be late for class.” Rain grinned, skipping alongside Sky into the building. The bad mood that had been lingering around that word seemed to have disappeared over the weekend, and he’d all but forgotten about Som by the time classes were letting out. Sky was mumbling something going out for dinner with Prapai and Rain’s focus was on his phone, because Phayu was working for another hour and a half but that didn’t mean Rain couldn’t distract him, and he almost ran directly into Som.
“Ah, sorry, P’Som,” Rain nodded at him and made to step around Som and follow after Sky when Som reached out a hand to grab onto Rain’s arm.
“Uh, Rain,” Som looked embarrassed as he shuffled from foot-to-foot and both Rain and Sky paused to look at him. “I’m sorry,” he stated and Rain cocked his head to the side in confusion. “For—for calling you a dumbass.” Rain blinked in confusion, because there wasn’t anyone of his friends here who would have been able to demand Som apologize—none of them had even known what the problem was.
Phayu.
It had to be Phayu, especially with the way that Som idolized Phayu, it wouldn’t have taken much at all to get him to apologize.
“Ah,” Rain pressed his lips together to suppress his smile hands coming together in front of him as he bowed his head forward at Som, who quickly did the same thing, dipping his head lower. “That’s okay, P’Som, nothing to worry about.”
“Mm,” Som jerked his head in a nod, seemingly unsure of what to do next, while Rain and Sky just exchanged looks, Sky’s expression amused.
“Well, we need to be going,” Sky said as he slipped a hand in Rain’s arm, steering him away. “Be well, P’Som!” It wasn’t until they were around the corner that Sky let out a laugh as he raised his eyebrows. “So…Your Daddy is always looking out for you, huh?” He teased, clearly aware of who it was who had urged Som to apologize. Rain looked over at him with a scrunched up his nose and his cheeks dusted pink, obviously at how well Sky knew him and his relationship, but he couldn’t hide his smile.
“He always looks out for me,” Rain replied, all sweet and sing-song, while Sky just scoffed, still smiling. “I’m gonna go tell him thank you right now!”
“Ah, Rain! He has work! We have class!” Sky protested while Rain shrugged, already breaking away from Sky to walk in the direction of his car.
“He’ll stop working for me!” Rain called back over his shoulder and Sky rolled his eyes, knowing his friend was right.