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“Fuck, Wat”
Tine slammed his fisted hand on the apartment floor as Sarawat rocked behind him. He found himself rapping his fist against the ground each time Wat pushed forward, grinding his hips against his as he went. The knocking and the distinct slapping of skin echoed inside their room.
Thud thud thud
“Yes, yes, yes! Right there, Wat”
Sarawat rocked steadily behind Tine, his knees planted on the ground while his hands had a firm grip on his boyfriend’s waist. He watched as his lover leaned forward, his forehead now resting on his arm on the ground to arch his back a little more. Sarawat groaned as he knew that meant he could thrust in a little deeper.
Thud thud thud thud
“Ah ah ah”
Every snap of Wat’s hips had Tine punching out a litany of moans and grunts, his fist continuously slamming on the floor in complete pleasure. This only made Sarawat more eager to please. He picked up the pace.
Thud thud thud thud thud
“I’m close, Wat. Harder please”
Sarawat growled as he pushed Tine from his knees to lying on his front. He made sure each stroke of his cock touched every spot in Tine that it was supposed to.
“FUUUUUCK yes yes!”
It was almost like an electric shock went through Tine’s body. His toes curled as he was almost certain that he saw all the fucking stars in the universe as he came untouched. The man behind him still thrusting as he fucked him right through his orgasm before stiffening and coming right after him. Tine felt Sarawat shuddering against him, his contracting hole milking all that he had in him before he grew soft and slid out of him.
THUD
The two breathless lovers collapsed one on top of the other, half on their mattress and half on the floor. As Tine came down from his high, he cringed when he realized that he was covered in the remnants of their orgasms. Both his and Sarawat’s.
“Damn, Tine.” Sarawat panted as he swiped his bangs off his face, his hair sticking to his skin due to the sweat caused by their activities. “ We didn’t even make it to the bed”
“It’s your fault”
“My fault? You’re the one who started it!”
“I did not!”
“Tine, I was laying on the couch watching the game when you bit my nip—“
The already flushed Tine felt his cheeks redden a little more as he placed a hand over his boyfriend’s uncouth mouth, feeling him grin from beneath his hand. “Shut up!”
“Don’t worry, I liked it. It tingled.”
“Ai'Waaaaaaaat” Tine shoved against the hard chest of his boyfriend who was still lying on top of him.
“You’re so cute, my Nuisance”
Tine rolled his eyes. “Yes, I am. Now get off me. I’m all gross.”
Sarawat rolled off of him but quickly got on his feet after placing a kiss on Tine’s cheek. “I’ll clean you up. You stay put.”
Tine smiled thankfully at his boyfriend as he crawled onto their bed. Bed being used as a loose term since it was really just a mattress on the floor.
Sarawat had never owned a bedframe in his life, not even since he’d met Tine. Not when he was a kid in his childhood home, not when he was alone in his dorm in his freshman year, not when he and Tine moved in together the first time, and not even now in the brand new room 414 they’d just moved into.
It’s not like Sarawat couldn’t afford it nor was he lazy to get one. He just never did. Tine used to think it was weird but he didn’t really care that much as long as he got to sleep next to his Wat every night.
Tine was pulled out of his thoughts when Sarawat came back with a warm towel and started wiping him down.
But let’s just say that it wasn’t any use because Sarawat wiping him down there led to several more rounds of fucking that lasted until the early hours of the morning.
-
The next day, Tine whistled a happy tune as he walked to the cheer club. There was a bounce in his step. He was clearly in a good mood as he smiled brightly at every person who greeted him with a good morning. The man seemed to be walking on sunshine, literally glowing as if he had an extra hour of sleep even if he fucked all night (which he did).
“Someone has an after-sex glow” One of the senior cheerleaders teased him as he set down his stuff.
Tine turned into a pretty shade of pink but didn’t deny it. He wasn’t ashamed of his sex life but he liked to pretend that no one knew what he and Wat got up to in the bedroom…
Even if he’d come to cheer club covered in hickeys more times than he can count
“By the way, Tine, the try-outs are over and the new cheerleaders will be joining us today. As part of the welcoming committee, you should be the first one to greet them.”
Tine nodded his head and mustered his best smile for every new member of their club. Each of them giggled and smiled back at him as he introduced himself.
All but one that is
There was one girl who looked just a little bit familiar to him but that wasn’t what made her stand out to Tine. This girl looked like a deer caught in the headlights, gaping at him as made a wai gesture at her.
“Hi, I’m P’Tine. What’s your name?”
At just those words, the girl had turned into the brightest shade of red Tine had ever seen. She might as well have turned into a tomato. “I’m-i’m… I’m Marie…”
“It’s nice to meet you, Nong…”
“Y-you too.” With shaking hands, she returned his wai and before Tine could say anything else, she stammered an “E-excuse me, Phi” and almost seemingly ran to get away from him.
Tine would have ignored it but he noticed that N’Marie had spent the entire duration of that session avoiding him.
He knew what that meant.
Tine had puffed his chest and told himself that he couldn’t wait to tell Wat what happened today.
-
“Wat, guess what? Someone new joined the cheer team and I think she has a crush on me” Tine excitedly told his boyfriend as they had dinner that night.
“She what?!” Sarawat paused mid-bite, his fork with a sausage on it hanging in the air.
“Yeah! She turns red whenever she sees me and she runs in the opposite direction whenever I come near!”
Tine watched as Sarawat’s face darkened. He thought it was a little hot as he watched his boyfriend’s eyebrows furrow together, creating a cute little crease on his forehead.
“Are you jealous, Wat?”
“No.” Sarawat denied but it was clear to Tine that he was. He grinned inwardly.
Tine wasn’t interested in N’Marie or her crush on him at all. Did he find it flattering? Of course, he did but everyone knew he only had eyes for Sarawat. Tine only decided to tell Wat because a jealous Wat was a hot Wat. Plus, the sex he got out of it was a little rougher than normal. Jealousy brought out a wild side in Sarawat.
Precisely Tine’s cup of tea.
“Are you sure?” Tine had sautered to Sarawat’s side of the table, the food on their plates forgotten as Sarawat recognized the look in Tine’s eyes. He leaned back in his seat and spread his legs a little further apart, making space for Tine on his lap.
“Not at all.”
“Awwww, I knew you’d take it well. I guess that calls for a reward!”
-
Sarawat did not take it well.
He and Tine had been together for almost a year so clearly everyone knew by now that they were both unavailable. They would still get a few wistful looks here and there but no one dared to blatantly show admiration anymore. However, since N’Marie had just transferred to their school, she clearly hasn’t gotten the memo.
But not to worry, Sarawat had taken it upon himself to inform her… in a nice way. Since he promised Tine that he’ll be nice.
And he will be
Or at least his plan would be nice for him
He had devised 2 plans. Plan A was to plant the biggest hickey right below the neckline of Tine’s uniform. Sarawat took extra care the night before to make sure it was precisely in the right spot; right where it would still mostly be covered but you’d still catch a glimpse of it whenever Tine moved around.
Plan B was to show up at the end of Tine’s cheer practice and kiss his boyfriend within an inch of his life in front of everyone in the room. Sarawat smiled mischievously. Since he always strived for success, he decided to execute both plans. No harm in being sure.
Sarawat and Tine weren’t big on PDA but some situations called for it and this was one of them.
However, before he got to executing plan B, Sarawat noticed one girl turn beat red from a distance away and made a run for her life the moment she noticed him coming.
Huh
“That’s weird,” Sarawat told himself but he still proceeded to kiss his boyfriend even if his target person already left.
Maybe other people needed a reminder too
-
Sarawat had tried more than once to execute his plan B but every time he was even one toe into the cheer club, N’Marie was already hightailing it out of there. He had barely even seen her face.
That made things a little more suspicious.
Sarawat wasn’t sure what was up while Tine was entirely clueless. Neither of them had an inkling until one day they ran into N’Marie in their apartment building.
Sarawat and Tine had just arrived at the lobby of their building. Their tightly intertwined hands hung between them as they ran to catch a closing elevator. Both of them were exhausted and eager to get to their floor.
“Hold the elevator please!”
To their relief and surprise, the elevator doors opened and revealed a shocked N’Marie holding the doors open for the pair.
Tine mouthed the words “Be nice” as Sarawat stifled a laugh. However, Tine himself stood there confused and slightly worried as N’Marie quickly covered her face with a book that was clearly upside down. Was she pretending not to see them? Was she hiding?
Sarawat’s ever-so-precious and ever-so-clueless Tine called her out, “Nong Marie!”
The 2 men audibly heard a gulp coming from the small girl in the elevator. She slowly lowered the book she held to her face and sent them a sheepish smile.
“H-h-hi P’Tine…I-i didn’t see you there.” The poor girl stammered, her signature beat red flush returning to her cheeks as she glanced at the couple’s joined hands. This made Sarawat smirk. He contemplated kissing his boyfriend right then and there but he knew Tine would not like that idea. So he settled for wrapping an arm around Tine’s slim waist instead.
Tine pointed to Sarawat. “This is my boyfriend, Sarawat. We live together on the 4th floor. Do you live here too?”
Sarawat wai -ed to her which she returned, dropping her book clumsily as she did and then fumbling to grab it from the floor. Sarawat noted that the girl wasn’t behaving like how a girl stuck in an elevator with her crush would usually behave. N’Marie appeared to be looking at everything in the elevator except them and there wasn’t really much to see in a tiny elevator.
“Y-yes.”
“Oh! When did you move in?”
“Er… 2 weeks ago?”
“That’s nice! This apartment is really nice. They have a pool and everything. Hey, do you live on the 4th floor too?”
“N-no, Phi.”
“You haven’t pressed your floor then. Let me do it for you.” Tine told her kindly, expecting N’Marie to tell him her floor number. Instead, they watched as N’Marie’s mouth opened and closed like a fish as if she couldn’t say the number out loud.
After what seemed like an eternity, she finally stammered out, “I-i-it’s… three…”
Oh
Now it made sense
Sarawat pursed his lips to keep from laughing, a smile slipping out but he tried to quickly hide it. He decided to go easy on the girl (and Tine who still didn’t seem to get it) but he had to know so he asked, “Would you happen to be living in room 314?”
The girl blanched before answering, “...y-yes.”
Tine’s jaw dropped. “Wait, that means you live directly below us?”
“...yes, Phi.”
Now he knew why she seemed a bit familiar to him. He vaguely remembered the landlord introducing him to a new neighbor a few weeks back. He hadn’t paid much attention as Wat had sent him a naughty photo that had Tine rushing to get back to their room when their landlord stopped him. Suddenly, Tine felt shy and seemed to be invested in the hem of his shirt. He played with it with his fingers. “D-do you happen to hear any noise from our room?”
N’Marie was surely looking like someone who wanted the ground to open up and swallow her whole. “Yes.”
Sarawat smirked. “So that means you hear us when we fuck—ouch, Tine!”
Tine had pinched his boyfriend on the side causing the man to pout. “I was just asking!”
Now both Tine and N’Marie’s faces were beat red but before Sarawat could throw in another comment, the doors opened to N’Marie’s floor and the girl went running out.
As soon as she was out, the pink-faced Tine poked a finger into his boyfriend’s chest. “We are buying a bed frame tonight!”
Sarawat seemed more than amused as he wiped tears from the corner of his eye since he’d been holding in his laughter for so long. “But, Tine, we don’t need one!”
Tine crossed his arms across his chest. “I’m not having sex with you again until that mattress is off the fucking floor.”
It was Sarawat’s turn to audibly swallow. That sentence alone had him scrambling to press the ground floor button of the elevator multiple times, just so they could buy a bed frame before the mall closed for the night.
-
At the next cheer club practice, N’Marie looked horrified and then apologized profusely when Tine happily informed her that he and Wat had just spent the whole weekend purchasing, building, and testing their new bed frame.
Of course, he didn’t mention the last part to her but he was sure she already knew that.
N’Marie told him that she really didn’t mind the noise… but in not so many words had also said that she’d appreciate it if they kept the fucking on the down low during exam week. However, a part of N’Marie seemed relieved when Tine shared that they not only bought a quality bed frame but also a pack of those little fabric-ish cushions for each leg that would hopefully prevent the bed frame from hitting the floor too loudly when he and Wat had ventures on it.
“I’m so sorry, P’Tine. I’m mortified.”
“It’s fine,” Tine assured her because it really was. Since meeting N’Marie in the elevator, Sarawat and Tine were more mindful of how much noise they made during their excursions.
That didn’t mean they weren’t rough or as passionate or that they fucked less.
Quite the opposite, really.
In fact, it just meant that they had more places to fuck aside from their shared bed and the floor. There was also the shower, the counter in their kitchen, against the glass door of their balcony, and several other surfaces that they have since experimented on.
If anything, N’Marie and room 314 just made their sex life much more interesting.
Tine tried to hide a mischievous smile as he made a mental note to test their dining table tonight.
Thank God for sturdy furniture and thank God for room 314.