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Boom could not understand how things had ended this way. Or rather, he could understand what led to this exact moment, but could not quite believe that he would end up in this position. That they would end up in this position. Aou was standing in front of him, one eyebrow raised and a teasing smirk on his lips, reminding him of what had started this whole thing in the first place.
A few weeks earlier, GMMTV artists had participated in Bangkok’s Pride parade, celebrating love for all with each other, their fans and the whole LGBT community. What had started as a fun event had soon turned torturous for Boom. While he had enjoyed the music, loud cheers and whole celebration, he had soon understood that keeping his sanity intact until the end of the event would prove difficult. Indeed, Aou, his partner in crime, had decided to take his usual teasing up a notch. While he still acted cute and innocent, making hearts with his hands, smiling cutely and generally being a gentleman with Boom and their fellow actors, he had also seemed to want to let his wild side out in the open a bit. He kept dancing suggestively, making their fans scream loudly in joy and their fellow artists laugh uncontrollably at his antics.
Boom, as for him, was only pretending to laugh. Under his cool smile and head shakes was a somewhat surprising heat hidden. Of course, he knew Aou was handsome and cute. He also knew the guy loved to tease him. But this type of teasing, he was not used to. And it came as a surprise to him how much he was actually enjoying it. Aou kept stealing glances at him to see how he would react to his teasing, and even though Boom kept a cool façade, he knew Aou understood exactly how much he was affected by his actions.
After some time, Boom thought he should try to keep his friend in check, just to make sure he wouldn’t slip up and do something stupid in front of thousands of people. He was seconds away from grabbing Aou’s hips to pull him closer to him, and he knew that, even though their fans would surely go wild, this would be much more than fanservice and could lead to a lot of issues for them both. So, Boom bent slightly towards Aou, using his hand to shield his mouth, and told him he should maybe take it down a notch, laughing as if he were sharing a joke with the other. Then, he turned around and sat down on the side of the platform, facing Aou, both of them still smiling. But Boom was dying inside. His breath caught in his throat when Aou started once again dancing suggestively, moving his hips to the sound of the music blaring around them. Boom tried to act cool and collected, crossing his arms over his chest and nodding his head slowly while looking around, but his heartbeat was getting faster by the second. Aou was looking at him intently, a teasing smile adorning his lips. He totally knew the effect he had on Boom. And he seemed to love it. Boom pointed at another actor dancing to distract Aou and make him stop his teasing, which worked, but he still felt like his heart was trying to burst out of his chest. At least he could pretend his red cheeks were because of the hot weather, and not...
Boom was taken out of his reverie when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Aou standing in front of him, much closer than he was a few seconds (or was it minutes?) ago. The younger man was smirking at him, lifting one of his legs slowly to let it rest beside Boom’s own. Boom was sitting on the sofa of his living room, looking up at the man that had somehow been inviting himself to his dreams a lot recently. (And he always felt a mixture of desire and horror after waking up.) Now, Aou was really half seated in his lap, his hands gripping his shoulders lightly to keep himself from falling. His lips were stretched in a knowing smirk as he said: “Why are you daydreaming about me when you have the real thing here in front of you?” Boom almost choked on his spit at that, but tried to keep his tone cool when he replied, “Who said I was thinking about you?”
“Your face says it all,” then Aou bent down to put his lips close to Boom’s ear and added “And weren’t you the one who invited me over for a private show?”
Boom flushed at those words. He had, indeed, invited Aou over, thinking that he had had enough of those long nights faced with devastatingly beautiful yet horrible dreams, and it was time to take the matter into his owns hands. Maybe, if he experienced something similar in real life, those dreams would finally stop haunting him. He would finally be able to sleep peacefully and wake up without having to worry about the shame that came with the sticky mess in his pants.
So, one evening, feeling brave and daring, he had texted Aou, all flirty and not so innocent. While the younger man had seemed taken aback at first, he had soon warmed up to Boom’s words and had agreed to come to his house. And now, here he was in all his glory, wearing a white tank top just like he did that fateful day that started it all, his biceps in full display, his slender waist and broad chest tightly hugged by the thin fabric. The sight was mouthwatering; at least Boom thought so. He couldn’t take his eyes off Aou’s body, all shame and shyness long forgotten. Aou seemed to sense his mood change, so he got up, took his phone out of his pocket, and put on some music before putting it on the coffee table and facing Boom once more. This time, he kept his distance, but started slowly dancing to the music. Just like he did during the Pride parade, he started moving his hips sensually, his usual teasing smirk on his lips, his eyes full of silent promises.
As he was dancing, he slowly started approaching Boom, before lowering himself on his lap, his legs on each side of the other’s own thighs, caging him under his body. He was still dancing suggestively, his chest grazing against Boom’s with each roll of his hips. Boom felt sweat trickle down the side of his face. He was feeling so hot, his head swimming with thoughts he would never dare to say out loud. But he did not need to. It was like Aou could read them anyway. “You can touch me, you know?” he all but purred, his voice velvety smooth. Boom slowly raised his hands, one going to Aou’s biceps while the other was left resting at the nape of his neck, his fingers slowly stroking his hair. Aou’s skin was so soft, slightly warm to the touch. He was still rocking his hips, but then he carefully lowered his body even more, his crotch dangerously close to Boom’s own. The older man did not know if he could take much more than this. It all felt so hot, so tempting. That’s when Aou’s hips literally collided with Boom’s lower body. He felt himself jerk at the contact, unable to stop himself. It was like a bolt of lightning going through his body, from head to toe. He bit his lips to make sure no sound could escape them.
“Is this okay?” Aou asked him, a frown on his face. He seemed worried and had stopped moving as soon as he had felt the man under him shaking. Boom just nodded in agreement. He could not trust his voice. He felt slightly dizzy from the rush of emotions he was feeling at that moment. Fondness for the man on top of him, always making sure he felt comfortable, even in their current state; but mostly, he felt lust. So much lust, like he had never experienced before. His hands gripped Aou tighter, exhaling slowly to regain some composure. “Please,” he breathed out in a whisper barely audible over the background music, “don’t stop.” Hearing those words, Aou broke out in one of his secret smiles, the ones he reserved for Boom only. The younger man then started moving his hips again, his body even closer than before. There were no false pretenses between them anymore. He was not dancing anymore, only rocking his hips against Boom’s slowly and teasingly, his eyes never leaving his face. Boom could not take his eyes off the man on top of him either. He was hypnotized. Without thinking about it, he let his hands fall down slowly, caressing Aou’s skin as they went down, stopping at the small of his back. As his fingers carefully went under the fabric of his tank top, Aou’s hands gripped his wrists, shaking his head. “Don’t!” he whispered, “let me take care of you.”
“But I want to…”
“Next time, Phi, okay? Please?” Aou smiled sweetly before adding, “I just want to make you feel good.”
And who was Boom to decline his request? He nodded, a small smile on his lips, his hands going to hold Aou’s waist instead. Aou did not waste any time getting back to the task at hand. He put his hands back on Boom’s shoulders, his head slowly getting closer to the other’s neck. He started pressing butterfly kisses to the side of his neck, going up towards his ear, his body still moving, the new angle making the friction much more intense. Boom had stopped thinking clearly, his head filled only with Aou’s name, the feel of his body against him, the warmth of his lips against his skin, his scent so intoxicating it almost made him delirious. Controlling his body became more and more difficult. His hips were moving in sync with Aou’s, his hands pulling him as close as humanly possible to his body. He knew he was close, and the way Aou kept leaving kisses all over his neck and jaw, so soft and light in contrast to the solid weight against his crotch felt too much. He tightened his grip on Aou’s waist, pushing his face away from him and burying his own face against the other’s chest to muffle the moan that escaped his lips as he saw a blinding white light and his body tensed before relaxing. His breath came out fast and ragged. His head was slowly getting cooler, and he realized what had just happened.
As he was worrying about the way their relationship could be affected by his own actions, he heard Aou chuckle lowly. He felt embarrassed, but the way the younger’s hands started to gently pat his head made him feel at ease. At least he did not seem disgusted by what they had done “So…” Aou interrupted his thoughts, his voice teasing and low, “was it better than in your dreams?” Boom grabbed the pillow placed beside him and hit the man on top of him squarely in the face. He laughed at his indignant yelp. Aou did not need to know just how good he had made him feel. Boom pushed him off him gently to go to the bathroom to clean himself up. Just as he was reaching the bathroom door, he turned around, locking eyes with the younger. “Next time, I’ll be the one taking care of you.” Aou turned beet red at his words, surprised by his sudden confidence. Boom just laughed as he closed the door, Aou’s blinding smile imprinted on his mind.