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The weather was calm and cold, making the couple rub their shoulders for warmth as they stood on the bus station waiting for a bus to pull over. Within 10 minutes their designated bus arrived, Tan and Fang carefully handed over their 2 suitcases to the luggage loader before they climbed the staircase into the bus.
“12 and13, woah we got the last row seats, that's lucky,” Tan exclaimed, his grip tightened on Fang’s hands leading the way to their respective seats. Fang just hummed despite the wide grin formed on his lips. They had planned to visit Tan’s hometown but unfortunately Tan’s car got 2 flat tires, so another quick transport that they could think of was a bus.
Tan booked the very first bus he saw on the app, a sleep coach for 2 of them to sleep the whole way. This was surely their first experience of travelling far in a sleeper coach bus and Tan looked super thrilled.
“Oh my God Teerak look!!” Tan exclaimed when he saw a blue mattress and bed sheet neatly laid, a few pillows and blankets also neatly folded on the side. The seats were not technically seats but rather two beds together on the floor with enough height above the actual flooring. Overall it was a pretty cozy place for their ride.
Their bus seats were just 2 beds with enough height for them to sit and look out of the window. Fang had to double down to sit on the seat as they booked a lower berth. Tan was already clawing in space, lying on the bed like a puppy jumping on snow. Fang chuckled with Tan's optimism and finally sat on the seat; keeping the backpack of their necessary items by the foot.
“This is actually better than I thought and very clean,” Fang complimented. Even though he doesn’t like to travel in public transport solely for the fact that he has always travelled in luxury cars and flight wherever he wanted to.
But this case is different.
He has Tan now. Someone who is always eager to try new things and volunteer to do it. If Fang was not stupidly head over heels for him he would’ve never agreed to this ride.
But here he was- Sitting by the window as the bus engine roared for departure from the station, city night lights shimmering brightly outside far from their cozy place.
He turned to look at Tan who was already ruffling through the backpack stuff looking for his snacks. A fond smile craved on his lips at the silly sight of his husband.
How stupidly adorable
“Ah I found them, my heart almost dropped out of my chest.” Tan squished his cheeks against his cream and onion flavoured chips packet as if it was a super precious gem of his.
“You are always so dramatic hun,”
“Hehe you should try it sometimes. It’s fun.”
Tan giggled. And Fang melted at his smile— gosh he feels utterly stupid. He quickly looked away before Tan could see his shy smile, seconds away from embarrassing himself.
But Tan has done a Phd in flustering Fang, he just pulled out his snacks and blanket from the bag in a rushed manner and crawled on his knees to Fang. Fang furrowed his brows at the sight, expecting anything but this.
“What are you doing?” Fang questioned but Tan didn’t respond, rather showed him. He sat between his thighs, laying his head on Fang’s chest as if it was the coziest pillow on the planet.
“Tan, there are 2 beds. Why would you sleep here?” Fang scolded, well he tried to. But he couldn’t bring himself to sound disbelief when he clearly likes it.
“Because you are the softest pillow and warmest blanket for me hehe” Fang cursed internally.
How was anyone supposed to survive this level of cuteness?
He didn’t say anything, just pulled the blanket over the both of them and rested his chin lightly on Tan’s hair.
But Tan didn’t stop there.
He suddenly launched into a dramatic animated yapping session of his childhood stories from his hometown. His mouth was full of chips and each word came out with a crunch and pause for swallowing the food before continuing the story flow.
“And that monkey suddenly jumped on my head, I almost saw my soul leaving…” another chip chewed loudly in between. Even his hands occasionally hit Fang because somehow sitting still was not an option with Tan.
He talked. A lot.
Snuggled against Fang’s chest, blanket draped over them both. At one point it was pure nonsensical talks about ghosts and random theories he made on the spot.
Fang didn’t mind. Not one bit. Fang stayed quiet, his arms loosely around Tan’s waist, resting his chin lightly on the top of his head. He knew better than to interrupt—Tan’s energy made it clear: this was his moment.
And Fang... he just wanted to listen
Hours went by as midnight approached and Tan had fallen asleep. The exhaustion must’ve caught him amidst. He just laid ideal in Fang’s arms, head resting against his shoulders, lips parted breathing slowly and the packet of chips forgot between his hands holding them upright.
However, Fang was barely sleepy. The environment is new to him and his body can merely ease up to it. so he stayed awake- even if it means having stiff shoulders in the morning. He was holding Tan's head on his shoulders and others gently ran on his husband’s back in his vulnerable sleepy state.
More hours went by and Fang started scrolling on ig,sometimes on X then ended up switching to their photo album, looking at their lovely memories of beach dates, cafe dates, a silly video of Tan dancing at their wedding reception; that one is his favourite.
Each and every video reminds him of how much he is loved and loves the man in his arms
Suddenly Tan twitched in his arms, his body shuddered like he got electrocuted. Fang let out a giggle of adoration, it was a very normal reaction from Tan. Fang had gotten long used to his twitching and snores. Tonight is no different and he will volunteer to hold Tan for more such nights.
Very unexpectedly a noise emerged from Tan. Not a normal groan or scolding “Phum don’t you dare steal my snacks” kinda voice. The voice was a soft whimper, his lips trembled, mouth jarred open trying to catch every breath and then a moan left his lips “Fang….”
Fang froze, he blinked as if wondering if he heard it correct or not.
What are you dreaming about? He wanted to ask but suppressed and stayed quiet.
Tan’s grip tightened on his hoodie like holding him as an anchor for emotional support. He threw his head back on his shoulders with another breathy gasp leaving his mouth. Fang’s heart was pounding fast, was he seriously moaning his name in sleep? Was tan experiencing a wet dream?
“Tan?” He tried to wake him up. Tan whimper didn’t sound like he was in danger or stuck in a nightmare. Rather the moans were emerging from pleasure which was still unknown to him.
Moments later Tan stirred.
His eyelashes fluttered open, half lidded eyes stared at Fang like they were wondering if it’s a dream or not.
Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Tan are you okay?” Fang inquired but Tan was in daze. He stared at him for a few seconds. No movement No blinking No response to his question.
Fang was growing more and more curious now but before he could answer; Tan captured his lips into a kiss.
Nothing was gentle and slow about the kiss. It was intense, pent up frustration and desperation to feel Fang all over him. Tan’s hands cupped Fang’s jaw, pulling him as close as possible yet Fang was fumbling. He was totally off guard by the sudden grip. Moreover, he was enjoying it too.
Tan pulled away, his lips glossy parted, breath uneven, fingers clutching on Fang’s hoodie like holding himself to pull him for another kiss.
Fang’s breath hitched, he didn't know what he wanted to hear first, answers or Tan's lips back on him.
Tan let out a sleepy chuckle against Fang’s skin, leaving small pecks around his mouth as he spoke each word "do you know what I saw in my dream?" Fang didn't answer. "I saw you.. holding me tight..kissing my neck…slowly fucking me in this bus..."
Fang was officially losing his damn mind.
“You want me too, don’t you?” Tan asked softly. Not teasing. Just curious. Vulnerable.
“I-“ Fang paused to clear the air in his throat. “I do. Gosh you don’t know how much I want you, Tan. b-but here?! In public!?”
“I need you Fang. I need you inside me…” Tan whimpered against his lips, hands already reached out to unzip his pants when Fang told him to stop.
Fang was not immune to this seduction. Tan was too good with his tactics. also the sliders were close, they were practically sitting in a cuboid room of theirs. No one can see them here so maybe giving in to Tan was not the worst thing ever.
He was embarrassed in public. But Tan was utterly gone in desire. "Please Teerak…” He pleaded, tugging on Fang’s lower lip like casting a hypnotic spell on him. “I promise to behave. Tan will be a good boy na khap…." Tan murmured. His hands professionally unzipped his pants, palming his semi-hard member above the brief and mouth latched on his neck, just as quietly as he promised.
“Ugh fuck Tan.” Fang lowly groaned as he pulled Tan in for a raw open mouth kiss full of pent up tension in his chest due to Tan’s teasing. He was supposed to be the sane one, but all his logic flew past him like the trees rapidly passing my outside. It was impossible to resist more or less try to resist Tan.
He let Tan suck on his tongue like a man thirsty for water in dessert for as long as he pleased, his logical senses were numb under his tongue. And that’s how he wanted it to be. Fang lowered his right hand from Tan’s waist to his thighs, slowly massaging the inner thighs.
Tan responded with a low moan in the back of his throat which Fang was super proud of. His hands continued to knead his inner mass, enjoying every little whimper and shudder of Tan’s body. He had memorised each inch of his lover, Fang didn’t often lead in sex. He was always at the receiving end because he loved the way Tan’s hands caressed him, so softly, so gently, how each touch made him so loved and devoted. And now when Tan asked for the same– Fang will not fall short in making him feel the same.
Their mouths stayed glued together, slowly lazily gliding against each other but the heat between them kept increasing. Tan finally reached inside Fang’s brief, massaging his member with deliberate slowness, before pulling it out in the open. Luckily Tan’s back was facing the entrance so it stayed hidden in front of Tan otherwise Fang would be drowning in shame for the rest of his life– But Tan; oh he enjoyed watching Fang crumble under his touch. His menacing grin widened when the-stay-quiet-we-are-in-public Fang started heavily breathing against his mouth.
“What happened to staying quiet babe?” Tan teased, his hands still in motion, firmly stroking him. It was a torture, a pleasant one.
Fang didn’t let his cocky smirk dance for long, and instantly slipped his hands inside his sweatpants already wet with pre-cum leaking through his briefs. Oh Tan did not saw that coming.
“Ugh..ngh Fang…” This time the moan came out louder than initiated, more purposely and Fang instantly shut him up in a kiss. The heat between their bodies raised too quickly, Fang kept firmly stroking Tan’s already hard member while swallowing his moans to not get caught.
Then suddenly Tan rose up from his chest. Fang stared at him in dazed, his eyes drooping of lust and love now filled with confusion. “What happened?”
But Tan didn’t answer, instead went to the backpack and opened a small pocket chain in the second gap of the bag which Fang doesn’t use. He stores all his small Jewellery and lotions in a pouch, he doesn’t remember Tan putting something there either.
“Ah found it—“ Tan muttered, looking at the shiny foil tube in his hands before turning to Fang. He tossed the lube in his hands as he climbed to the same position.
Tan was making him do absolutely everything he never wanted to or ever thought about doing. And Fang is not complaining.
“When did you pack this?” He inquired as Tan pulled down his sweatpants, shamelessly revealing his soft cheeks and settling back to his lap now practically sitting on his cock, purposefully swaying his hips against it.
“I came prepared because you are too irresistible babe…” he breathed out, intensely grinding his cheeks in tempt to relieve himself but it was driving him more to despair.
“You really saw it coming,didn’t you?” Fang couldn’t help but chuckle at his silly genius husband. He was truly a mastermind.
“Ngh.. stop talking and fuck me already.” Tan’s voice got louder by this time, and he was surely losing control over himself.
Fang increased his speed with his hand, teasing the tip slit of Tan, smearing the cum around the tip teasingly as he sucked on his neck, biting his skin hard enough to leave love bites.
“Ngh… Fang~ it feels so good….ahh..” They were not kissing— not anymore it was just lips resting over one another sloppily.
Fang was having a difficult time holding Tan in one hand while removing the cap of the lube tube with the other. Only god knows how he managed to stay this calm and not turn lunatic to fuck Tan raw and rough right here.
Focus, you have to love him and take care of him
He had to throw that reminder for himself to not rearrange his husband’s insides. Tan again pulled him into a fierce kiss, his lips hot and plumpy were Fang’s biggest addiction and weakness.
He poured a generous amount of lube on his member, rubbing it all around himself to make sure Tan doesn’t scream loud to wake the whole country. The angle was awkward, and Fang couldn’t really bend properly; he moved his fingers to his hole, spreading the remaining cream around his hole.
“Bite me when you feel good, okay hun?” Fang pecked him as he slowly inserted his fingers in him—not rushed but definitely desperate. He was taking care of Tan while making sure to drive him on the edge.
Tan, oh Tan, was in full swing. As soon as he got the permission arched his back, sinfully rolling his eyes back with his head on his shoulders biting at whatever skin he could reach, torn between thrusting up on Fang’s hand to reach his climax quickly or pull down to grind.
Tan kept thrashing in his place, squirming and whimpering at the pleasure in his abdomen as he released in Fang’s hands.
"Fuck,You're so hot," Fang breathed heavily, leaning to ears softly biting on his earlobes "you're so fucking hot,hun"
“Ugh.. Teerak~” Tan whined. “You are so mean…your fingers feel so good…. More I need more…” He blabbered on his neck, almost forgetting that they were in a moving public vehicle.
Once he made sure Tan was open enough, he softly asked “You think you are ready to take me hun?”
“I am born ready for you teerak~”
Fang smiled through the sweat beads on his forehead and pulled him flushed against his chest to attach their lips into a feverish kiss, as he carefully lifted Tan’s trembling legs and positioned him up on his throbbing cock. Tan jolted up when he felt the tip and his biting increased but Fang stayed calm. Finally slid in slowly, fully, keeping his eyes open to acknowledge any hurt expression on Tan’s face.
Instead he saw Tan’s furrowed brows relax, eyes closed in bliss, his shoulders tight by the release loosen up as he took Fang in, clenching tight around him like he planned to keep it there forever. Fang’s lips brushed over his jaw like “I’ve got you, baby…” as Tan arches against him with a satisfied moan. Like his only reason to live was having Fang’s cock inside him.
Fang start moving in slow, grinding strokes, their foreheads pressed together, trying not to make any sound except the sound of love itself. Tan clinged tighter, murmuring “Don’t stop, please don’t stop…” while rolling his hips deliberately slow like he had all the time in the world.
Lifting himself up Tan bounced on Fang’s lap, moving his hips subtly as he did so. He used the momentum of the bus, rising and falling with little notice. Fang held him safely by the hips, giving Tan the confidence to move deeper, fastening his pace. He tilted his hips and aimed Fang’s cock at this prostate. When it finally did, pleasure coursed through him, making him unable to hold back.
Then suddenly there is a knock on their slider. Fang flinched, pulling the blanket over their upper body quickly before wiping the sweat of his forehead and decreasing the ac temperature. Tan stayed unbothered here, he had really drifted in his paradise of Fang, literally living his dream.
“Fuck.” Fang cussed under his breath.
"Pretend you are asleep okay?" Tan barely registered Fang's words and nodded. Going back to lay his head back on Fang’s shoulders, playing with Fang’s dick inside him.
The knock came out harsher this time and Fang cleared his throat before opening the slider. “Yes?”
Fang locked eyes with an old man in 50’s, his clothes loose on his body and wrinkly hands held a scanning device.
“Show me your ticket, I need to verify it.” Oh, it's the bus conductor. Fang thought to himself. Almost had a mini heart attack at the thought of someone launching a formal complaint against them.
“Ticket? Ticket!! Yeah we have one— hun?” Fang fumbled in his words and turned to Tan who had the ticket.
“Mmhmm yeah~” Tan slurred his words when he was called. Fang swore to god he almost moaned at his voice and hips pressed under the blanket. He was super close to his orgasm, any minute now.
“Ticket? Hun.. where is the ticket?”
“Oh~ it’s in the bag” , the bag which was kept by the feet. Oh lord, how are they supposed to pick that bag. There are only two possible ways, first one being traumatising the old man in his 50s by accidentally flashing him pg 18 yaoi.
Second option, moving Tan, who was drunk and dazed with Fang ,who would definitely not agree to. He had been slowly moving against him with the practiced rhythm of the bus movement. He will surely not move away.
He looked at the old man and the bag by his feet, going back and forth with the menace sitting in between who simply doesn’t care to be involved with him.
“Hurry up kid, show me ticket or climb out of the bus at the next stop.” The conductor was getting impatient.
“No No sir, we definitely have it. I’ll grab it for you” Fang, tormented, hard and stiff inside his husband had no choice but to reach out for the bag himself. Tan rested against him facing the window side and had a sly smirk on his lips.
Fang huffed out composing himself for a moment before bending over with Tan, his fingers almost reaching the hook of the bag, but Tan.Oh Tan was enjoying it, he slowly licked his ears, breathy moaning against it, lowly teasing. “Oh~ you are so big ~ mmhmm feeling so full….”
And there goes Fang's willpower down the drain.
He thrust sharply in Tan when a speed breaker approached and luckily reached to the bag as well. Fang is losing control now. Tan almost felt his soul descending his body as he slumped back, poor boy has got himself into big trouble now.
Tan turned around with glossy eyes looking at Fang’s vein popped on his neck, jaw clenched tightly. Oh this should’ve been a warning to him, not make him feel excited and hard again. Tan was too gone in pleasure to care.
“Here he is the ticket” Fang cleared his throat, his voice hissed and the conductor raised his brow but didn't question further. He scanned the barcode on the ticket and approved their departure.
“Okay have a safe trip and sleep well.” The last thing they heard before Fang slammed close to the sliders, returning back to their sinful chamber.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“The fuck, that’s the exact thing I need right now babe~”
“Oh you are fucking done today—“ Fang was trembling in lust and madness of his husband right now. Tan had crossed all limits of being shameless tonight and Fang was done holding back.
He dug his nails in Tan’s cheeks, spreading them apart and thrusting wildly inside. He was done going soft on him when he chose to play with his sanity. His pace quickened almost like the earth was going to be destroyed any second.
Tan bounced on his lap, letting out incoherent moans and blabbers of “you are so perfect Teerak” “yes yes right there -oh my god” “please don’t stop ~”
Soon Fang reached his climax, releasing his come in Tan who kept tightly clenching around him as if to preserve every single drop of him.
The silence that followed their high was deafening.
Tan lay bonelessly against Fang’s chest, his entire body trembling in soft aftershocks. His fingers were still clutched weakly on Fang’s cardigan, chest rising and falling. The air smelled like them, nasty and warm
Tan had a contented smile on his face but his back was surely about to break in half pieces. Fang cradled Tan in his arms, hugging him tightly as he kissed his forehead.
“You are so stupid..” Fang muttered, squishing their cheeks together. “And yet you married me. Sounds like a you problem,”
Fang groaned at his response but could only shake his head in disbelief.
“Come on now, we need to clean up—“
“No, let’s stay like this for a while”
“You mean.. sleep with my cock still inside you…?”
“Yes”
“Are you out of your mind-“
“Please ~ Teerak na khap”
“Ugh whatever, let’s lay down. My back is sore”
“Yes please same”
And with that, Fang pulled over the blanket up to their chest, holding his husband, his handsome delicate husband in his arms. Resting his face on his nape where he carefully trailed the path of kisses, listening to him endlessly giggling.
They laid on the single bed, huddled up against one another without any care of the world, just two of them in their love cocoon with a singular blanket draped over them to save their peace and warmth.
Maybe in the morning Fang and Tan might be disappointed by their midnight reckless actions, Maybe they vow to not act like werewolves in heat but right now, this moment? It is everything to them.