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No one could resist Tine's pout and this came in handy not only for Tine but for his friends as well. With or without him knowing it, it was clear that Tine could have the entire school campus in the palm of his hands with the right glance, the right smile, and the most powerful of all... with the right pout. No one could resist those plump lips pulled together in dissatisfaction then he would add in his big puppy eyes to make even the most dangerous of people tremble to make the sky blue at the demands of the beautiful boy. It was most likely the reason why #SarawatsWives took him in with open arms. He was just too cute for his own good.
The weakest of all was Sarawat himself. Tine knew the man was weak to his whims no matter how mean Sarawat seemed to treat him. The power of his pout worked a hundred times more against his boyfriend and usually, it worked in his favor but there are times when it backfires...like now.
They were at the bar with the White Lion gang, celebrating their win against the Engineering team. Tine was ready to go home now, he was tired and tipsy. He was also done with dodging Man's attempt to get him to drink more. Sarawat was ignoring his efforts to get his attention so that they could leave, too busy talking for once (shocker!) about some football team with Boss and Theme. Tine was even too lazy to eavesdrop. He was dying!
"Fine," Tine muttered slouching in his seat, "I'll find my own way home."
Sarawat's head whipped around, his face in his usual emotionless position. His magnetic voice holding a warning, "What did you say, Troublemaker?"
"I will find my own way home!" Tine hissed, getting up quickly just as Sarawat went to grab him. He rushed to the bar, leaning against it. His face was puffy and flushed as his pout grew more evident with his frustration. He jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Thinking it was Sarawat, he spun quickly before a voice sounded out giving away the person.
"Slow down there, Tine."
Tine looked up at the person with a tipsy smile before his pout was back with full force, "P'Theo! You live near me, can you take me home?"
Theo cocked his head to the side, taking in the disgruntled second year and watching as the glow of the dim bar did not stop the bright glow of Tine's pretty face.
"Phi~ please take me home. I'm sleepy and want to shower and lay down." Tine leaned closer to the senior, leaning his head on the older boy's shoulder. P'Theo has always been lenient with Tine, he was his little brother for the law faculty and thus they spent a lot of time counseling together. Of course, even his senior was weak to his whims.
He felt the deep breath his senior took in before a hand rubbed his back, "Mm phi will take you h-"
Tine looked up in confusion as the senior cut off his own words. He watched as Theo whipped his head to look behind him and froze. The hand on Tine's back began to hurt a little as nails dug into his back before two hands pushed the older away, causing Tine to yelp. Next thing he knew the bar was silent and Wat was standing in front of him panting heavily.
This Tine could deal with but when Tine saw Wat shift, pulling himself together with a deep breath before placing a blank look on his face and looking down at him. Tine knew he wouldn't be able to get out of this one unscathed.
A shiver ran down his spine making him sober up in an instant and he quickly looked toward the exit.
"You run and I will catch you," Wat said. The tone in his voice was an infinite void. Tine had lost the moment he left the chair beside Wat.
"S-sarawat.."
"No."
Tine looked over to the table hoping to catch a landline but they all turned their heads, pretending that the poor rabbit didn't exist. Traitors...
"Sarawat..." Tine tried to plea again.
The light behind Sarawat's head seemed to brighten and yet his face darkened shielding the view of his expression as he leaned over Tine, pushing him against the bar. "No. Tell P'Theo what you call me at home."
Tine looks at the senior boy, who seems to be having an internal debate. Tine's cheeks were burning but he couldn't deny the spark of arousal that flared from Wat acting like this. Sarawat was clearly pissed and his eyes were hungry... Tine realized that he didn't want to be saved. A large hand grabs his jaw, snatching it back to look at the demon in front of him, "I-I can't."
"You can," Wat cooed, leaning closer to Tine's ear. "You sure you want to do this in front of everyone, little wife? Why not end it now?"
Tine closed his eyes but took a deep breath. He opened them slowly, looking at Wat from under his lashes. His pupils engulfed the chocolate brown in his eyes. His plump bottom lip red from biting it nervously jutted out just enough and he made sure to fist his hands into Wat's shirt as he used his special voice. Light, as gentle as the wind, with a touch of whiny.
Wat's lip twitched. "There's my baby. Who am I?"
Tine didn't dare look around to see who was watching, the humiliation was already too much but Wat's attention was a heavy drug. "Daddy."
A devilish smile curled around the scar of Wat's bow lip. He gave a light pet to Tine's head, clearly pleased with how much his boy trusted him.
"Good boy."
The blush on Tine's face spread to his neck as his wrist was grabbed. His shoulders slumped thinking he was free but then the next thing he knows he was being pushed against the door of the family bathroom. His hands already working their way up his shirt as his mouth was dominated. Sarawat kissed him fiercely making his knees weak. He was only able to catch his breath when the tall one pulled back while wrapping an arm around his waist. His big hands cupped his jaw hard enough to hurt, forcing his mouth open. Sarawat's face was unreadable, making Tine squirm in his hold, "Stay still and give me your tongue."
Tine let out an embarrassing whimper when their tongues clashed. His boyfriend was rough as always, biting on his bottom lip hard enough to draw bloom then swiping his tongue across it before fucking his tongue back into Tine's mouth. The kiss was dirty and sloppy but it was exactly what Sarawat loved most. The skill had Tine leaking in his pants, leaving him helpless as he ground his hips against Sarawat's thigh.
Sarawat broke the kiss watching as a string of spit that connected his mouth to Tine's was licked up and pushed back into Tine's bruised lip. A soft smile was plastered on his face when he looked down to see Tine's uncoordinated grinding. "My wife is needy tonight. How cute."
"No," Tine whined, trying to push Wat away in embarrassment.
"Should I leave then? Do you want me to get Theo?" He spat the senior's name with such force that Tine just knew that the other was cursed. Wat gave a dramatic sigh, "How could my little wife be pleased with that boy? Look at you," Wat grinned when his finger flicked over a perked nipple making Tine arch against the door. "Do you really want me to leave you alone? All wet in the bathroom? Hm?" Wat teased, squeezing Tine against the door just as much as he squeezed his chest. An act that was sure to leave handprints. "What should daddy do, Tine?"
Too many questions were thrown at Tine too quickly but the only thing circling in his mind was that he could not let Wat leave him like this. Not when that was a very real thing Wat would do. His boyfriend was cruel. "You're a bully."
"Oh?"
Wat didn't get the chance to step back before Win was pulling him back and tangling his fingers in the soft strands of his boyfriend's hair. "But I'm a bully, Tine." Wat chuckled, flicking open the button to Tine's pants.
"Bully me." Tine pulled hard on Wat's hair, smiling when he heard a sharp hiss. He regretted immediately when Wat pushed in a wet finger, not giving Tine even a minute to process the intrusion before he was moving in and out with a mission.
Tine squirmed against the door, pushing his pants further down himself in order to feel Wat's fingers more as he added another one. The stretch of his long digits has him biting his tongue to keep quiet, something that seemed to displease Wat as he added a third finger too early making the burning spread more and Tine forget where he was. His moans now echoed in the bathroom, leaving Wat's own dick straining in his pants.
"You like the pain," He observed, his head tilting as he licked his lips, "don't you?"
Tine's head felt hazy as he tried and failed to make words form. He could barely register Sarawat's words as he arched into his touch. The taller boy's thick fingers were everything and yet nothing. He needed more. "Yeah....yeah...like it"
"Such a slutty boy, Tine." Sarawat smiled, placing a soft kiss on his wife's forehead, "Want more?"
This time Tine nodded quickly, his hands bunching Sarawat's shirt as he clung hard to his boyfriend's body. Wat pulled his fingers out roughly, groaning in response to Tine's high-pitched protest. He pulled Tine's pants off his ankles and picked the boy up to wrap his legs around his waist before opening his pants enough to pull his own dick out. Wat sighed in relief as he used the rest of the cheap-to-go lube that was on his hand to slick up his cock, his own pre cum helping the slide. He kissed and bit on Tine's neck as he teased the head of his dick on Tine's hole. A whine forced its way up Tine's neck when Sarawat didn't move, he could see him shake his head through the glaze. Tears flowed down his red cheeks and clouded his vision more as he tightened his legs around the taller one. "Mean... so mean."
Sarawat licked Tine's tears, "So cute. Ask me for more. I'll give you anything if you'll just ask me."
Tine swallowed his hiccups, squirming against the strong hands of Sarawat before sniffling again, "I-I want more....give me more please please please..."
Sarawat hushed him, stroking a hand up and down his waist as he slid fully into the boy's body. The heat made him close his eyes in order to keep from cumming too soon. Tine was just too perfect. He was so slick and warm inside, sucking his dick and squeezing like he was holding him hostage. Sarawat was never complaining but coupled with Tine's fucked out look and his soft body pressed against his own, Sarawat was in constant danger of moving too fast and hurting the boy with how much he just wanted to take. No matter how much Tine begged to get fucked, how perfect he sounded when he pleaded for Sarawat to move, he knew he needed to wait for the Tine to adjust first.
He opened his eyes to look at Tine, before leaning over to kiss his swollen lips, his tongue sliding against Tine's as he felt his wife's body tremble. The kiss only served to make Tine look messier, drool sliding down the corner of his mouth and making his chin glisten. He's never looked more perfect.
Tine felt like he was dying as he tried hard to get Sarawat to move. He was so full, he felt overstuffed. He couldn't breathe but god, he just wanted Sarawat to fuck him. His boyfriend's dick pushed against everything, teasing his prostate as Sarawat pushed closer. His eyes rolled back when Sarawat gave a sharp thrust, a low moan filling the bathroom and echoing off the walls.
"You okay?" Sarawat asked. He didn't give Tine time to answer as he gripped Tine's plush thighs hard enough to make sure that he left bruises and start pounding into his pliant body. His thrust was relentless even as he used one hand to cover Tine's mouth, smothering his screams. "You know I love your screams... fuck... ah... But we can't have you getting us caught." He laughed when Tine bit down on his hand, "Bet you'll think twice before asking another man to take you home."
Tine has never looked more perfect. His hair was wet with sweat and sticking to his forehead. The fluorescent lights and his sweat made his pale skin glow. Bite marks and love bites littered Tine's neck, his chest red and swollen. Tine looked delicious and although he was already fucking Tine within an inch of his life, Sarawat wanted more. Tine was just too cute. So pretty and he was his. He was Sarawat's pretty wife. Only his to touch. Only his to love. Only he could make him look like this. Not Theo. Not Green. Not Mil... but Sarawat's and he was going to make sure that Tine's body remembered that. He couldn't help but whisper a swift 'fuck' before hammering into the boy full force letting go of the last bit of restraint he had. His hands moved under Tine's ass to spread them apart, pulling him in deeper.
Tine bit into Wat's shoulder and scratched at Wat's arms, his screams muffled by the fabric of the shirt. He knew that Wat was whispering in his ear, talking to him just the way he liked it but he couldn't hear a thing as the bundle of nerves was abused every time Wat fucked him up the door. He was sure that it was going to collapse with how hard the hinges were squeaking.
Sarawat grabbed Tine's hair and pulled hard, releasing him from his sure-to-be bleeding shoulder, and making the boy look at him. Wat panted against the boy's wet open mouth, moaning at the sounds of Tine's pretty noises. "Fuck, you're so pretty. Such a cute baby. Gonna cum for daddy? Gonna cum untouched for me, aren't you?"
Tine nodded as best as he could against the tight grip of Wat's hand in his hair. His eyes unseeing as Wat smacked his ass and thrust up into him one last time, having Tine grit his teeth at the force, "Cum now."
The command had Tine sucking air as his body, tensed up around Wat's thick cock. The feeling of warm cum filling him up only made his orgasm ascend as he soaked the front of his and Wat's shirts, his back already starting to hurt from how far it bent away from the door.
Tine felt boneless as air filled his lungs again. Pleased and satisfied but unable to speak he clung to Wat as best he could to keep him from pulling out, still trembling and numb. Tine sighed into his boyfriend's neck, leaving butterfly kisses where he could reach, almost purring while Wat got a hold of himself. Tine was proud that he could affect Wat this much too.
Once he was able to compose himself, Wat ran a hand through Tine's hair and rubbed his hips, soothing the sore spots as he comforted his love. "Let me go so I can clean you up,"
He laughed when Tine shook his head and squeezed his thighs tighter, "Baby, I'll pick you up again once I'm done. Don't you want to go home? Cuddles?"
"Cuddles?" Tine asked, voice horse and dry.
"Hm, cuddles. All the cuddles for my cute wife." Wat kissed Tine's cheek and bruised neck, making a mental note to make some honey tea once they were home.
Tine nodded, loosening his hold and watching Wat like a hawk as he cleaned them both up and redressed them before picking Tine up again and rubbing his back.
If anyone said anything as they walked out of the bar, Tine wouldn't know it. He was content in Wat's arms, having gotten what he truly wanted... Sarawat's attention.