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Pooh always did everything Pavel wanted. From the most simple requests, such as can you get me a coffee? Or can you come over today? miss you. Pooh always complied.
But it wasn't just requests, no. Pooh could read him like a book, know his needs before he even spoke. Reassuring squeezes when he felt Pavel nervous in interviews or in public, opening water bottles and handing him before he even asked for water, even ordering take out for Pavel to receive at home when they parted ways.
Of course, that meant Pooh knew what was Pavel's biggest need, which is why he was moving in.
Moving boxes and boxes heavy full of clothes from his brand, fan gifts, and old childhood stuff had never been so pleasing. He secured the second biggest room in his condo for Pooh, which was still huge. Pooh helped him clean out the room, which made it ten times more fun, with kisses in between groans of heavy lifting and moving boxes and laughs.
Pavel had kissed Pooh deeply when he told him he was finally moving in, a few weeks before his 29th birthday, soon as Pooh finished classes, just a graduation day away from his diploma. They had agreed on taking such a step when they were both more established, and the time had come. Now, free of classes, they could go to work together and live the domestic life they so wanted.
This, in itself, was the perfect birthday gift for Pavel. But when Pooh asked him on an interview, “what do you want for your birthday?” Pavel knew he would absolutely comply.
“You.” Was all he said.
Pavel's phone buzzed in the marble table, sounds of cutlery and laughs and conversation amongst his family members on his birthday dinner a night before the actual date.
Pupu ♥️: Hi babe
Pupu ♥️: just got done with bringing home some stuff, whenever you're ready just let me know and I'll meet you :)
“Is that Pooh?” His mother's voice broke him out the spell, he realized a silly little smile plastered his face.
“Yeah.”
“You sure you don't want to invite him, sweetheart?” She smiled, she really liked Pooh.
“It's okay, ma. He says he's going to join our family dinners once he proposes to me properly.” he couldn't hide the smile spreading big on his face once again just thinking about it.
“He's such a sweet boy.”
“The sweetest.”
Pavel 🎀: Pupu we're done eating, I'll pick you up in our condo, give me 30 mins <3
Pooh did everything Pavel wanted, which is why Pavel did absolutely everything Pooh wanted, too.
For the longest time Pooh wanted to try riding Pavel's bike, Rosé. Pavel knew how dangerous it was thought, and Pooh was far too precious to him to risk it. But seeing how Pooh had taken the leap of moving in, making Pavel's biggest current wish come true, it was the least he could do. So he bought a cute little matching helmet for his puppy, told him to wear some proper bike attire— a.k.a, leather— and told him they'd go for a ride tonight. Right on his birthday.
After taking some more family pictures, sharing hugs and receiving more gifts and birthday wishes, Pavel made his way home at around 10pm. He parked his car and got up the elevator to meet Pooh and get changed.
When he unlocked and opened the door, he was met with a fairly unusual, very attractive sight. Pooh was already dressed up in a leather jacket, white tank top, loose leather pants and black boots. He was just on his phone, sitting on Pavel's — no, their couch. He turned around and smiled when he saw Pavel.
“Hey baby.” He stood up and walked to Pavel, hugging his waist with both arms, height pretty much the same. “How was dinner?”
“All good. The food there's always good.” Pavel dropped his bag and hugged his neck back. “They were all asking about you, how you're doing.”
“Really?” He gave one of his handsome smiles. “That makes me happy to hear.”
I can't wait for you to join my family is what Pavel wanted to say, but Pooh already knew. So instead he just said, “God, you look hot.” Touching lightly his slicked back hair.
“Gotta look the best for my wife's birthday.” He chuckled and kissed Pavel's lips freely, with an air of youth and unworried happiness that Pavel absolutely loved, Pooh was truly the balance of his life.
He examined Pooh up and down once again, he couldn't believe he had this boy all to himself. Had made sure of that, the second they crossed eyes for the first time. It had been so immediate, Pavel kissed him at the very first opportunity, cried at the confirmation he would be his Charlie, felt sick at the thought of anyone loving the man that was meant to be his. And Pooh had reciprocated, thank God he had reciprocated. Taking care and being so respectful with Pavel from the beginning until now. He was the best boyfriend anyone could ever ask for, which is why Pavel was at times possessive, jealous, missed him every single second they weren't together. He was crazy about Pooh Krittin. And Pooh knew it.
“Wait… are those my clothes?” He smiled as he realized, touching the jacket he hadn’t worn a long time ago, even a necklace of his adorned Pooh’s neck.
“Hope you don't mind, I wanted to go full Pavel style for this.” He teased. “Can we go now?”
Pavel chuckled, Pooh was truly an excited little puppy. “Let's go.”
He couldn't wait to eat said puppy up afterwards.
They reached the parking lot and Pavel gave one of the helmets he was wearing to Pooh. “Let me put it on you,”
“Okay.” Pooh smiled and let Pavel put the helmet on properly, double checking if it was secure.
“There's a street I usually go to that should be empty around this hour.” Pavel straddled Rosé with practiced ease. “You can climb now.” Pooh smiled, excited, and sat on the bike as well.
“Promise me you won't let go of my waist.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Even when we record that trend I told you about, no letting go, okay?”
“Yesss. I promise I'll keep holding onto you, babe.”
“Okay. Let's go.” Pavel placed his phone on the holder with the map on and started his bike, his fingers shook a bit. He wasn't usually this nervous on his bike, but unlike always, this time he was riding with someone for the first time, and not just anyone, the love of his life. Pooh trusted him with his life, and Pavel didn't want him to end up with even a single scratch.
He felt Pooh's hands squeezing his waist, “it's gonna be fine, Pavel. I trust you. There's nothing to worry about.” Pooh's serious voice was enough to ground him once again.
They slowly exited the parking lot and entered the street. Pavel's hands were still shaking slightly but he focused on the feeling of Pooh's hands holding tight on his waist, like no one had ever before, he was like an extension of Pavel, so Pavel just needed to do what he always did.
He sped up slightly, following the map to his usual riding street. Bangkok's traffic was chaotic, but good, and at this time it was almost non-existent, especially where he was headed.
They quickly reached the desired street, Pavel stopped at a red light and turned to Pooh slightly, “ready to speed up a little?”
“Go for it, baby!” Pooh squeezed his waist. Pavel started recording with his phone to edit his trend video later, him and Pooh drove around in high speed through the empty street, Pooh yelling in excitement and putting one arm up, the other still holding Pavel tightly. Pavel also felt comfortable to pose a little for the video, seeing as his passenger was well behaved.
They stopped at a red light at one point and Pavel turned around to see Pooh holding a phone to his face.
“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” It was midnight, unmistakably. Because in the 4 years they had been together, his puppy took it upon himself to be, without fail, the first person to wish him happy birthday as soon as it turned midnight.
Pavel hoped he would be the first forever.
“It’s my birthday! 29 years today!” He smiled to the camera, voice slightly muffled by the helmet.
Pooh stopped the recording and quickly pulled his phone away again. He hugged Pavel tight with both arms, a full body hug.
“Happy birthday, my babe.” He said lowly, enough for only Pavel to hear on the empty street. “Your present is right here at the back of the bike.”
Pavel was caught off guard by the words, he chuckled, feeling his cheeks redden.
“Does this mean I can do whatever I want with my gift?”
“Yeah, whatever you want.”
Sometime later, they made their way back home. Pavel had quickly put together and posted his video riding with Pooh, smiling as he imagined the reaction of the fans. He knew it'd be a gift for them just as much as it was for Pooh to ride.
They found the usual parking spot and Pavel turned off the bike, taking his helmet off and breathing fresh air. Pooh got off first, taking his helmet off as well.
“Pavel, something's wrong.”
Pavel felt his heart speed in half a second. He got off the bike and cupped his face.
“Are you okay? What happened? Are you hurt?” He examined Pooh's face left and right. Pooh laughed, amused at his kitten boyfriend already pouting.
“I'm okay, baby, but was this supposed to come out?” Pooh handed him a piece of the bike's seat. “I'll get it fixed for you tomorrow.”
Pavel examined the piece and laughed, his worries vanishing. “Oh, that's it. Well… it's not supposed to come out, but don't worry about it, I'll fix it.” He pulled his phone out and took a picture, sharing their moments with fans, how much do you weight, @ppoohkt?
Pooh, already watching as he tweeted, pulled his phone out and replied right away, I just have strong muscles 💪.
Pavel smiled as they made their way home, and decided to repost the picture with another caption, it's my fault for not putting a seat cover on 55555 it's fine babe, for my man I can just buy a new cover.
“The fans are gonna go crazy with that one.” Pooh chuckled, holding the elevator for Pavel to enter.
“They'll go crazy with anything.” Pavel chuckled, amused. He snapped another picture of their helmets in his hand, Don't mind getting tired for a man.
Pooh read the notification on his phone, smirking. “Is that so?” he closed Pavel against the wall, watching his reactions. Pavel was amusing, he loved teasing, but when Pooh answer accordingly, he fell apart. And Pooh loved watching him fall apart.
“Well…” Pavel started, cheeks red, looking down, “I still need to claim my birthday gift.”
“I'm right here, babe.” Tired of waiting, Pooh closed the distance and kissed Pavel full on the lips.
Pavel moaned in surprise. As if on cue, the elevator dinged, signaling they were at the door.
Pooh pulled apart, a small smile still in his face as he watched Pavel's lips, and turned around to open the door to their house, with his key.
Pavel was stunned.
“Ah, that felt so good!” Pooh stretched as they got in, “you'll take me riding more often, right?”
Pavel was still in shock at how Pooh could always act so casual after acting so naughty. It's no wonder people didn't even suspect how wild he could be behind closed doors. Pooh was about to take off his jacket, exposing his large shoulders in that white tank top, standing in the middle of the room he had visited thousands of times and was now also his, and Pavel couldn't help it.
“Wait!”
“What?”
“... Don't take it off yet.” Pavel grabbed him by the hand and led them to his room. Where hopefully both would be sleeping thousands of times.
And doing more than sleeping.
Standing right beside the bed, lights dim, large window showcasing the beautiful view of the city from afar at night, Pavel said, “let me take it off for you.”
Pooh smiled, understanding. “Go ahead, babe. I'm all yours.”
Pavel knew this was a permission to do whatever he wanted, and quite frankly, right now he wanted to eat Pooh up until there was nothing left. He put both hands under the jacket and slid it off to the floor in one swift motion, the soft thud of the jacket the only sound between them and their shared breath.
His hands traveled down to his chest, pecs soft and sensual against the white tank top, he playfully squeezed a nipple and Pooh groaned, but didn't pull away. He really was sticking to his word to let Pavel do whatever. He held the soft fabric of the tank top and pulled it off as well, Pooh raising his arms in obedience.
Usually, Pooh would be the one to take control of the situation, but there were rare times where they'd switch things up a bit. Pooh didn't mind, as long as Pavel felt good, that was enough for him.
Suddenly, Pavel grabbed him by the waist and threw him on the bed. Pooh let out a soft oof as his back hit the soft bedding. It seemed Pavel wanted to be in control tonight.
“Are you sure you're okay with this?” Pavel asked once again. Always the worried baby girl he was.
“God, yes, babe. Want you to feel good.” Pooh made himself comfortable and put both hands behind his head in silent control. “Enjoy your gift.”
Pavel was on fire, he wasn't usually the one to initiate things, no. He loved being taken apart by Pooh bit by bit, but at certain times like this, where Pooh was offering himself up, Pavel just wanted to jump him straight away.
He had to enjoy it to the max.
He quickly took off his jacket, “tell me if you want me to stop, okay?”
Pooh smiled, he was talking just like Pooh usually would. “Of course, pretty.”
Pavel took off his shirt and climbed on the bed on all fours, hovering his puppy as if he were prey. His hands traveled all across his boyfriend's lean and sculptured body, a body Pavel knew was so desired by many.
None of them could have it. No one but him.
Overcome with possessiveness, he attacked Pooh's neck first peppering kisses across it before sucking, hard enough to leave multiple hickeys across. Make sure everyone knew he had used his gift well. Pooh's hands quickly found their way to his waist, holding steady. He groaned lowly as Pavel sucked on different spots, Pavel could feel Pooh's length grow on his pants, same as his own.
He kissed his way down his chest, licking with gusto as he reached the waistband of his leather pants. He had a plan.
He slowly pulled the pants down, being met with the delicious, familiar volume in his underwear, begging to be released. Pavel threw the pants somewhere behind him and focused on the cock he so loved. Kissing over the fabric, feeling it come to life exclusively for him.
“Fuck, baby…” Pooh sighed, holding Pavel's hair with one hand. Pavel knew what he wanted.
He pulled the underwear down and was met with the big throbbing member at full display, head already glistening with want for him. Pavel licked his lips unconsciously just looking at it. He checked for Pooh, his eyes pleading for Pavel to suck him off and bring him to release as he usually did— and loved doing, quite frankly. There was very little he loved more.
So he enveloped the large cock, licking around the head and hearing Pooh groan at the contact, finally. Pavel went with full force, taking him all the way to the back of his throat and back without struggle, it was his specialty.
His hand reached for the base of his cock and played with his sack as he sucked. He opened his eyes to watch Pooh, head thrown back, composure failing, Pavel loved seeing him like this. Loved being able to take him apart with just his mouth.
He increased the speed of his sucking and licking, saliva dripping from his lips as his throat was deliciously filled to the brim, but he had to focus, he couldn't lose himself today.
“Fuck, Pavel, I'm close…” Pooh groaned, lips red, eyes scrunched. So hot.
And that's when Pavel stopped. He let go with a soft pop and got up as he pushed his pants and underwear down in one go. Pooh stared at him, confused and horny.
“Baby. C'mon…” Pooh sighed and god, seeing him lose his composure like this was turning Pavel on more and more by the second.
He climbed back on the bed and straddled his hips, leaking cock under his ass, throbbing, begging for release.
“It's my birthday, isn't it?”
Pooh watched him, breathing still for a moment before nodding.
“Then, you need to make me feel good, puppy.”
And fuck, if Pavel didn't nearly come straight away. “Yes, mommy.”
“Fuck!” Pavel crashed his lips with Pooh's, messy and wet and hot. They both groaned in each other's mouths, a battle of who wanted to eat the other more. Nearly unable to breathe.
Pavel pulled apart, holding his cock for Pooh to see how desperate it was, “suck me off, puppy.”
Pooh didn't reply, instead, he guided Pavel's hips until he was practically sitting on the younger and took his cock into his mouth, licking and sucking.
“Ahhh, fuck!” Pavel felt a full body shiver at the contact, finally. Pooh was also very skilled at giving head, Pavel had nothing to complain about, in fact, Pooh's mouth was perfect in many aspects.
He took as much of Pavel's length inside as he could, making up for what he couldn't by jerking him slowly with one hand, even the other hand that was standing still, holding Pavel's ass was burning into him, Pavel's body begged for Pooh.
His stilled hand started moving, motioning for Pavel to thrust, and slowly he complied, moving in and out, careful not to hurt his boyfriend. It felt too good.
“Fuckk, puppy…” Pavel thrusted slowly, feeling a familiar throbbing in his body beg for attention. “Need more.”
Pooh looked into his eyes, once again knowing without speaking, and pulled Pavel off just slightly, to say, “Ride my face, Pavel.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah,” Pooh laid back again, head getting comfortable in the pillow, “just like that, you'll like it baby, I promise.”
“Won't I hurt you?”
“Of course not, I’ll be fine.” Pooh smiled, Pooh's safety was truly Pavel's priority.
“Okay. Fuck.” Pavel rose his hips again, this time angling for a different place. His hips met Pooh's face and, finally, in a surge of courage, he let his most intimate place reach Pooh’s awaiting tongue. And he full on sat on it.
“Hhgnnn!!” the immediate contact made Pavel tremble and moan, gravity itself helping him go down on Pooh’s tongue, moving desperately all over his blinking, begging hole.
Pavel stood still, thighs shaking, losing himself at the feeling of Pooh eating him out. Pooh gently grabbed his hips, signaling for him to move. Pavel, mouth open, hard breathing, regained a bit of his senses. One of his hands supported the headboard and the other held onto Pooh’s hands instinctively. He loved holding Pooh’s hand for support at intimate times like these.
Pooh intertwined their fingers, squeezing in support, as the other hand helped guide Pavel’s hips against his face. Pooh was groaning, loving it as Pavel slowly let himself go and rode his face, slowly, hand trembling on the headboard, holding himself up to not let his full weight fall onto his puppy, but he felt so good, tears were wetting his eyes as he moved his hips, he didn’t know if he could hold any longer.
Pooh let go momentarily, as if hearing his thoughts, “I’ve got you, babe, let go.”
And so Pavel did, he let himself go, only supported by Pooh’s hand on his hip as he rode his tongue like crazy, the hand that was supporting himself before now going to stroke his cock in time with his riding.
“Fuck, puppy, -m so close!!” he started riding with abandon, Pooh wasn’t complaining, in fact, he was as eager as ever, licking and tongue fucking Pavel till his jaw went numb.
He squeezed Pavel’s thick thigh, a sign for him to cum, and so Pavel did. He stroked himself as splashes of cum painted the headboard, he tried containing it but it was uncontrolled, painting Pooh’s entire face and hair with cum as well, hips stilled on Pooh’s tongue. Pooh didn’t complain.
“Oh my god… Holy fuck.” Pavel felt lightheaded from how strong his orgasm was. Pooh helped him out of his face and back on the bed.
Slowly recovering his senses, Pavel saw Pooh’s face, he cleaned himself quickly with the bedding they’d need to wash anyway, face red and lips puffy. “Are you okay, pupu?”
“More than ever.” Pooh kissed his cheek. “You did amazing, it felt so good just by watching you.”
Pavel blushed once again, he looked down to see Pooh’s abandoned cock, still leaking and throbbing and waiting for him and only him.
He stood up and sat back on Pooh’s hips.
“Do you want to continue?” Pooh asked, reassuring.
“Yes, I’m not done.” he brought his face closer to Pooh’s and kissed him, “I still haven’t eaten my puppy up.”
Pooh smiled and brought him in for a kiss. Arms reaching for the lube under Pavel’s pillow, and unlike other times, where he’d gladly do it himself, he handed the bottle to Pavel.
“Have fun.”
Pavel chuckled and opened the bottle, squeezing a good amount before closing and throwing it off. he reached behind himself and resumed his kissing with Pooh, tongues licking sensually into each other as wet sounds came from the movement of Pavel’s fingers on his ass.
They moaned into each other’s mouths, Pooh seeking any sort of relief by slowly thrusting his cock up to meet Pavel’s ass, while Pavel fingered himself expertly, just enough, before pulling away. His orgasm had passed and his mind was getting clearer, but not any less horny.
“Ahh, finally,” Pavel removed his fingers, holding Pooh’s adoring face with them. “I’m going to eat you up, puppy.”
“Please, mommy.”
“Shit, pupu.” Pavel grabbed his cock and stroked the leftover lube on it, already lining himself up. “You make me crazy, y’know that?”
“I am crazy for you, babe.” He stated, and Pavel pushed all the way inside himself in one go. Both moaning and groaning at the same time.
“Aghhhh!!”
“You okay, babe?”
“Yeah, just, fuck!” he groaned on Pooh’s hips. “So fucking huge.”
“Just for you, baby girl.”
Feeling himself get used to it, Pavel slowly started his movements, up and down, riding him slowly.
He sighed as he felt the cock come in and out of him, the ache in his body being satisfied by his boyfriend’s cock, the one and only he ever wanted.
He started moving quicker, watching as Pooh tried his best not to interfere, hands holding onto his hips tight, but holding himself back from taking control, he truly was perfect.
“Since you’re being a good boy, mommy’s gonna give you a reward.”
Pooh’s eyes shined as he watched Pavel lift himself up to the hilt, cockhead barely touching his entrance before he sat all the way down again, hard and fast.
“Fuuckk!!” Pooh groaned, hands holding Pavel’s hips tighter, holding himself from thrusting back.
Pavel did it again, and then again, using all of the strength from his thighs from intense muscle training at the gym to lift himself up on his cock and all the way down, watching Pooh groan and scrunch his face, holding back from moving and being, finally, eating him up completely.
“I’m close, baby.” Pooh warned, hands unconsciously finding their way to Pavel’s bouncing boobs and squishing them like a need.
Pavel felt he was bullying his puppy for far too long, smiling and gasping as he rode non stop, and finally, “move, puppy.”
Pooh didn’t need to be told twice. He sat up in a single second and a hand circled the entirety of Pavel’s waist, the other grabbed his boobs once again, bringing Pavel to his chest and closing his lips around it, kissing and sucking all over Pavel’s boobs till they found a perky nipple.
His hips started moving from below, Pavel had to stop his own movements, Pooh’s were harsh and strong and he was quickly losing it, so close to coming too.
“I’m coming puppy, i’m coming.”
“Come for me, baby!” Pooh moved to his mouth and kissed him on the lips as he thrust up once more, moaning into each other’s mouths as Pooh came inside Pavel, painting his insides with his cum, fully. Pavel moaned at the feeling and quickly followed, shooting his spent between both their bodies, making a mess neither really minded.
“Aghhh…” They held each other close as they came down from their high.
After a few moments of silence and recovery, Pooh gently laid Pavel down and went to fetch a warm towel, coming back clean and cleaning Pavel’s torso for him. He then tossed the towel and joined Pavel in bed, offering his arm, as usual, for Pavel to sleep.
“Did you enjoy your gift, babe?”
“More than anything, pupu.” he was already sleepy.
“You can have me like this whenever you want, just say the word.” Pooh kissed his hair and let himself fall asleep as well. It was Pavel’s birthday, but he truly felt like he was the one getting the most gifts.
“Love you, pupu.”
“Love you too, darling.”
And if Pavel showed up a bit too late the next morning for his birthday projects, fans pretended not to notice, what mattered was that Pooh and Pavel had a great birthday celebration.