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They were sitting snuggly on the sofa of Nam’s condo, their knees bumping against each other while a random anime neither of them was paying attention to played in the background. Tho had discarded his elegant jacket somewhere near the door, and they were currently both looking at his chest where a huge dollop of light pink cream was staining his crisp white shirt. He chuckled a small “Oops” around his mouthful of strawberry sponge cake, wiping the cream with two fingers and stuffing them between his lips. Nam made a small grimace, eyes rolling, and stole the small box containing the slice of cake from his friend’s hand.
“– Are you a child? How the hell do you manage to go through those fancy ass dinners of yours but the moment you’re on your own you make an absolute mess?” Tho shrugged, pink tongue darting out to catch the crumbs stuck at the corner of his lips, distractedly pulling at his shirt to assess the size of the pinkish stain.
“- With difficulty. And the constant threat of Aek murdering me if I ever ‘behave ridiculously’ or ‘bring any kind of shame to the family’.” He punctuated his words with air quotes and Nam rolled his eyes again. He couldn’t believe this idiot was his best friend. Tutting disapprovingly, he carefully broke a piece of cake between his fingers, making sure no cream was dripping, and lifted it to Tho’s mouth.
“- Come on, piglet, open.” The other man wriggled a little on the sofa, sticking his hands between his knees before leaning forward. Eyes fixed on Nam’s face, he closed his lips around the piece of cake, as well as a significant portion of his friend’s fingers. He stayed like that for a moment before pulling back, his tongue careful to catch any potential crumb stuck to Nam’s skin, amused eyes never leaving him. Nam felt a long, pleasant shiver run along his back. This was probably the sexiest thing Tho had ever done and of course it had to involve food. He pulled his hand away as his friend smacked his lips, looking as satisfied as a cat after a bowl of cream, demanding:
“- Again,” as he re-opened his mouth. Nam shook his head with a disparaging little pout but picked another piece of cake without much protest. They worked their way like this through the whole slice in silence, the anime finished and forgotten, eyes never leaving each other’s. Once the last piece was stuffed into his mouth, Tho gave Nam’s fingers a last, long lick before pinching his lips with a little smile, and Nam realized he was starting to feel a little constrained in his jeans. Well then. He threw a glance at the now mostly empty cardboard box where a lone strawberry was left. He grinned as he grabbed the fruit – he was refusing to be out teased by Tho, damnit – and dangled it just out of reach of his friend’s ever hungry mouth.
“- Do you want it?” he taunted, the corner of his lips ticking up. Tho stretched his neck to bite into the strawberry, but Nam clicked his tongue, pulling it away. His friend gave him his best pout and he shrugged, sticking the bottom of the fruit between his teeth, raising a challenging eyebrow at him. As expected, Tho lunged for the fruit, pushing him back into the cushions as he grabbed his face to stop him from pulling away. Their mouths crashed together in something that was not really a kiss, even as their teeth clicked against each other and Tho’s tongue found his way to his, crushing the flesh of the fruit, juice dripping on their chins. It was mushy, tart and sweet, and annoyingly sticky but Nam couldn’t bother complaining as his hands naturally found their way to rest on the other man’s hips. Tho finally pulled away, apparently content of having stolen as much of the fruit as he could, licking his lips in what was possibly the least attractive way Nam had ever seen. He shook his head, lips pursed, and realized that his friend was now straddling his left thigh and was, rather obviously, in the same tight predicament as he was. Good. That was only fair.
He blinked slowly at Tho, thumbs stroking lazily at his hips, waiting to see what he was going to do now that the food was well and truly gone. Tho leaned down toward him again, hands still cradling Nam’s face, and the latter closed his eyes waiting for the kiss. But instead of warm, sugary lips on his, he felt his friend’s tongue on his chin catching the drying juice coating his skin. He let his lips curl in a pout, voice low as he protested without heat:
“- Disgusting.” The other man ignored him, focused on his juice chasing mission until he seemed to deem that no drop had escaped him, before he finally kissed him more properly, still slightly tart and overly sweet. Nam kissed back, unhurried, and moved his legs up just a little to increase the pressure against the other's crotch.
Tho finally pulled away and Nam opened his eyes to find his friend’s round face barely a few millimeters from his.
“- Do you want something?” He raised an eyebrow as Tho grinned, tilting his head slightly.
“- Yep.
- What then?”
Tho straightened up, pushing his chest out a little.
“- I need to wash my shirt. You should take it off me.” Nam grabbed his thighs with a snort.
“- God you’re such a shitty flirt. How you manage to score anyone with such lame pick up lines is beyond me.”
Tho shrugged, unbothered, and pressed a palm flat against the skin of Nam that his half-opened shirt exposed.
“- I’m just that adorable. So, are you going to take it off or what?” Nam made a non-committed little hum but pulled the stained shirt out of Tho's pants before starting to work on the buttons, protesting:
“- You’re so lazy.” Tho only nodded, lips still stretched in a proud little smirk as he played with Nam’s pendant.
“- Takes one to know one, right?" Nam rolled his eyes, finally reaching the last button and unceremoniously tugging the expensive garment off before throwing it blindly away, making the other boy click his tongue.
“- Aek would kill you if he saw how you treat his shirt.”
“- Aek will kill you for spilling cake on his shirt.” Tho grinned, starting to unbutton Nam’s shirt in return as the latter let his fingers trail along his torso, fingertips digging ever so slightly in the soft flesh of his belly.
“- Probably yeah. Luckily, he's not here.” Squirming slightly under Nam’s fingers, Tho finally reached the last button and opened the shirt wide, not bothering with getting Nam fully out of it before getting his hands back all over his chest, right hand's fingers still a little sticky from his initial tryst with the cake, making him shiver and sneer.
“- Wouldn't want him around right now anyway.” Focused on tracing circles on Nam’s chest, Tho hummed in approval.
“- Yup. Unless you're suddenly very into dead people I guess.” He grinned and Nam rolled his eyes. What a fucking moron. He was so endearing. He reached out, grabbing his neck to pull him down in a proper kiss, tasting once again the sugar in the other’s mouth. Kissing him so often felt like licking a piece of candy, he thought as his hands slipped from his neck to his back, nails lightly scratching his friend’s delicate skin. Tho's back arched as he kissed back, deep and slow, his fingers everywhere over the expanse of Nam’s chest, rolling his hips lazily against his thigh. Nam reluctantly broke the kiss, ignoring Tho’s protests, his voice a little husky as their breaths mingled.
“- Want to take it to bed?” Tho shook his head with a pout.
“- Too far.” Nam propped himself up on his elbow, the corner of his mouth pinched.
“- Everything is back there. I am not letting you fuck me without lube.” Tho shrugged and nuzzled at his collarbone, teeth grazing at his skin as he hummed.
“- I'm too tired for that anyway. Let me suck you off.” Nam shuffled under his friend to sit a little better, feet back on the ground, cupping his cheek and caressing his lower lip with his thumb.
“- I guess we did start the evening by stuffing your mouth. Why stop now?" Tho gave his hand a light slap.
“- You are so trashy. It’s a wonder we never invite you to our parties.
- I know, a complete mystery.” Tho clicked his tongue disapprovingly at him while slipping off his laps, nudging his knees apart to settle between them. Nam sat himself more comfortably on the sofa, sighing softly when Tho's hands made quick work of his jean's fly. Feeling obliging, he raised his hips enough to allow his friend to pull said jeans down, a small smile tugging at his lips.
Tho slightly dug his short nails in the skin of his legs as he pressed his lips against his erection, the warmth of it making his cock twitch through the fabric of his boxers. He kept mouthing at his underwear, fingers stroking the sensitive skin inside his thighs, and Nam groaned half in pleasure and half in frustration.
“- Do you plan on being a little tease all night?” His friend looked up at him, eyes gleaming with mischief and voice muffled as he gave a little nod.
“- Maybe. You are so impatient…” Nam rolled his eyes for the nth time that night, briefly amazed at the fact he hadn’t gotten stuck that way yet, and flicked Tho’s forehead.
“- As if you were any better.” Tho pulled out his tongue at him, stroking his length slowly through the boxers.
“- You shouldn’t antagonize the guy with his mouth close to your cock, you do realize that right?” He flashed his pearly teeth at Nam who spread his thighs wider and rubbed the tips of his fingers against Tho’s forehead, right where his flick landed.
“- There is no need for threats of violence, damn. Keep those teeth holstered will you.” This seemed enough to mollify Tho who just rolled his eyes and pressed warm, wet kisses to his stomach, increasing the pressure of his fingers against his cock. Nam let out a breathy little moan and sunk better in the sofa’s cushions. He reached toward Tho again, slipping his fingers in his hair to gently stroke his head. He could feel him smile against his skin as his fingers slipped under the band of his boxers, nudging him enough to pull them down and free his erect cock. He watched as Tho stroked him once, twice, before dragging his tongue along his whole length, making him moan louder. Tho grinned at him, obviously pleased with himself, before getting back to licking and kissing him. He looked so good from there. It was always a pleasure for Nam to watch Tho give head, not only because he was adorable, but also because he so obviously enjoyed it. Definitely enhanced the experience in his opinion. Nam tilted his head a little, fingers slipping from Tho’s hair to his cheek, caressing it gently as he breathed out:
“- So cute.”
Tho fluttered his eyelashes at him and finally, finally took him in his mouth. He was so good at it, it was practically unfair. He closed his eyes, focusing only on the feeling of Tho’s lips and tongue on his cock, one of his hands stroking the inside of his thighs. He groaned softly, heat blooming on his cheeks as pleasure coiled in the pit of his stomach.
“- Fuck, don’t stop…” the other hummed, the vibration making him moan again, and he bucked his hips a little. Tho only sucked harder, hollowing his cheeks until Nam came, fingers tightening in his hair as he groaned his name under his breath. He let his head fall back, limp and spent on the sofa as Tho let go of him with a last, lazy lick. Eyes still closed, he slowly stroked Tho’s head while catching his breath. His friend pressed a few soft kisses on the inside of his thighs before climbing back on his lap with the face of a satisfied cat. Nam opened an eye, watching the other man as he caressed his skin from his jaw all the way down to his chest before settling on his collarbones, tracing the shape of it with his thumbs.
“- You’re always so red after you come. Sort of like a sexy ass strawberry.” Nam blinked at him slowly before blurting out:
“- Tho, that is possibly the dumbest fucking shit I have ever heard you say. Come here.” He grabbed his face, pulling him down in a searing kiss, tasting himself on his tongue. Tho was the one to break the kiss this time, nipping lightly at his lips before pouting.
“- Aren’t you going to take care of me now? Do not be selfish.” He rolled his hips against Nam’s thighs, and the latter grabbed his waist, rolling them over so they laid side by side, Tho trapped between his body and the backrest.
“- So needy.” Not waiting for an answer, he kissed him again, feeling Tho’s arms wrap around his shoulders as he started working on opening his stupidly tight dress pants. He finally managed to pull them down enough to free his erected cock, immediately starting to work his fingers around him just the way he knew his friend liked. Tho pressed his face in the crook of his neck, which did absolutely nothing to muffle the loud moans escaping his lips, making Nam grin with satisfaction. His own voice was low in his ear as he teased.
“- You really are the noisiest fuck I ever had.” He pressed his lips against Tho’s shoulder, smiling against his skin when he bucked into his hand.
“- Ah! But you like it.” He nibbled at Tho's sensitive skin before whispering:
“- I sure do.” Nam sucked a bruise right below his jaw, hooking a leg around his to bring their bodies even closer, quickening the rhythm of his hand and delighting in the loud moans his friend made in response. There was something incredibly satisfying in the way Tho held nothing back, voice lusty, back arched to press their chest together allowing Nam to feel his heartbeat, fingers twitching and scratching at the back of his neck. It made it easy to find the exact way he had to rub his thumb against the tip of Tho's cock to drive him off the edge. His friend's whole body tensed and he gasped, dissolving into incoherent moanings as Nam stroked him through his orgasm, his hold only loosening when his voice turned into an overstimulated whine. Smiling, he pressed soft kisses along his friend's shoulder and enjoyed how tight he was being held.
Tho’s breathing was slowing down in the crook of his neck, making his skin warm and slightly damp as he reached behind himself for the napkins that came with the cake. He shuffled a bit to wipe his hands and his friend’s stomach, before haphazardly throwing the stained tissue toward his coffee table. He could deal with that later. At the moment, he only had one last mission and it started by digging his finger mercilessly in Tho’s side, making him squeal and jump against him, letting go of his neck.
“- Nam! What the fuck is wrong with you?!
- Don’t you dare fall asleep on the sofa. It’s too cramped and I don’t want you spending the whole day complaining about your back tomorrow.” He raised an eyebrow, satisfied with himself, until his menace of a friend pushed him roughly off the sofa. Tho pulled out his tongue at him.
“- Not too cramped anymore, ha!” Nam briefly entertained the idea of smothering him with one of the pillows but decided that he was, at the end of the day, above such petty retaliation. He got back to his feet, pulling his boxers back up with a shrug.
“- Enjoy the sofa then.” He turned his back and stepped away, waving his hand at his friend. “I am going to enjoy my big and comfortable bed.”
He ignored Tho’s outraged protests as he stepped into his bedroom. His friend could sleep alone in the living room for all he cared. It was not Nam’s problem. At all. And if he barely groaned when Tho tackled him on the mattress, letting himself be wrestled under the cover, and if he hid a satisfied smile in Tho’s silky hair once they were comfortably tucked together under the blanket, well. That was no one’s concern but his.