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Two months.
Two months.
Phayu likes to think he’s a patient man, and generally he is.
Rain’s been gone for two months on his internship, though, and Phayu’s patience has worn thin. He’s proud of Rain for having landed the internship he did- it was extremely competitive, and Phayu helped Rain through any number of stress-induced meltdowns, but in the end Rain had been one of the lucky few chosen. It's going to look amazing on a resume once he graduates, and from everything Rain’s been saying, he’s learning a lot, gaining a bunch of helpful experience, as well as a few contacts in the industry.
That doesn’t change the fact that he hasn’t seen Rain in two months except through a screen.
"Could you look a little less intense, ‘Yu? You’re going to scare people.”
He looks over at Prapai.
"What?”
"You’re practically vibrating.” Prapai doesn't bother to look up from his phone. “It’s making people nervous.”
Scowling, Phayu turns back to watch the exit from the arrival terminals. Rain sent him a text to let him know the train was pulling in and he’d be out soon; Phayu knows it only feels like it’s taking forever because he’s excited, but that doesn’t help the time pass any faster.
A fresh wave of people comes through the doorway from the train platform, and Phayu straightens up. Rain should be in this group somewhere-
Towards the back, he catches sight of a familiar shade of auburn hair, and he knows the moment Rain spots him as well because Rain’s whole face lights up. It soothes something in Phayu to know he's been missed just as much as he’s missed Rain.
An even better feeling is a few moments later when Rain finally gets to them, letting his bags fall to the floor as they get their arms around each other. They’ve been texting, calling, having video chats a few times a week when time allowed, but they were stop-gap measures at best. All of them were just a way to get along until now- until he could have Rain in his arms, feel the warmth and weight of him, the combination of smells that mean ‘Rain’, making everything feel right again-
God he can’t wait to get Rain alone, even more so when he realizes Rain is wearing a shirt that’s slightly cropped, slivers of skin appearing and disappearing when he moves.
The desire doesn’t diminish as the evening goes on.
He wants to take Rain home, then take him apart- mostly in that order- but there’s things to do, first. Pai is taking him and Rain to meet up with Sky and Saifah at one of Rain’s favorite restaurants for a welcome-back dinner, and he won’t be the one to prevent Rain from seeing the people he loves now that he’s back.
Over dinner, Rain tells them stories from his internship- the people he met, some of the client projects he was allowed to help with more directly, what he was up to when not at the office.
“I didn’t really feel like going out much,” Rain says, pausing between bites of his food. “It just wasn’t as fun without you all. I went out a couple times with the other interns, but mostly didn’t bother.”
“But obviously you did something, right?” Sky pokes him in the arm. “You didn’t just work and go home-"
“No- I found a dance studio. They had open classes most nights in different types of dance, for the tourists and locals- it was a good way to let off extra energy and be around people without having to, you know, go out.”
Rain's been a people person as long as Phayu’s known him, and that isn't likely to change. He’d worried a little when Rain first left that he was going somewhere he didn’t know anyone, but then reminded himself that Rain came to university without knowing anyone there either, and according to Sky it wasn’t five hours into orientation before Rain had attached himself to his side as if he’d always been there. Phayu also knows Rain tends to do better when he has some kind of physical activity, and the one he’d been engaging in most prior to leaving wasn’t really an option.
Rain had talked about it with Phayu about a month in, blushing adorably over the video chat when he admitted that after trying a bunch of the offerings, he tried some of the pole dancing classes, and had actually liked those best. With no small amount of amusement, Phayu notes Rain doesn’t mention that little detail during dinner.
As the evening goes on, Phayu keeps getting distracted by Rain’s shirt.
Every time he moves- leaning over to get Sky’s attention, reaching for something on the table, stretching with his arms up above his head for a moment- Phayu catches glimpses of Rain’s waist, bits of skin there and gone again in a blink, and god, he wants to get his hands on him-
Rain catches him looking at one point, meeting his gaze with a whisper of a smile, eyes twinkling. Phayu narrows his eyes, but Rain just smiles wider, his expression going pleased and a little smug before going back to talking with Saifah, and the realization hits Phayu like a truck.
Rain is doing this on purpose.
Well- it may have been a few months, but he still knows how to deal with naughty boys, even if his boy has forgotten that.
By the time they get towards the end of dinner Phayu is finding it more and more difficult to focus on anything other than Rain; on how his nose crinkles when he smiles, how freely he laughs, the teasing edge of his voice when he teams up with Sky to verbally poke Prapai about something-
-on how he wants all of Rain’s attention for himself.
He does notice Rain’s attention keeps drifting, eyes drawn to Phayu like he can’t help it, having to force his attention back to whomever he was talking to, and it’s deeply pleasing to know Rain's affected as well.
Finally, everyone is done and ready to go, and none too soon as far as Phayu is concerned. Prapai and Sky are heading off on their own, Saifah taking him and Rain home once they transfer Rain’s things over from Prapai’s car; Saifah will then get as far away from the house as he can, as quickly as possible.
‘I know you two have missed each other,’ Saifah told him a few days prior. ‘-and I can respect that. However, I also have no desire to be anywhere in the same housing block once you’re both allowed to be alone. I’ve been traumatized enough by the two of you as it is-’
On the ride back, Phayu sits up front with Saifah, not because he doesn’t want to be in the back with Rain, but more out of a sense of necessity; Phayu honestly doesn’t know that he’ll be able to keep his hands to himself without the barrier of the car seats in the way.
Back at the house, after Saifah drives away, Phayu helps Rain get his bags inside and set down. The door shuts and locks, and Rain moves, launching himself at Phayu who catches him with a laugh, wrapping his arms around Rain to give him a squeeze. He tilts his head down, hands coming up to frame Rain’s face, taking a minute to kiss him senseless before breaking away.
"I’ve been waiting to get my hands on you all evening.” The words come out as a low growl, and Rain pulls back slightly, looking up in surprise.
"You’ve been waiting to- eep!” Rain laughs as Phayu picks him up abruptly in a fireman's carry, heading straight for the stairs to his bedroom. “But P’Phayu, my bags-“
“Your bags can wait.”
Rain is still laughing as Phayu drops him on the bed, and Phayu takes the opportunity to look his fill where Rain's leaned back on his elbows on the bed smiling up at him; he's nothing short of delighted to have him back where he belongs. Rain looks a bit of a mess, lips shiny and red from kissing, face flushed, hair a fluffy tangle, and that damnable shirt riding up to expose even more of Rain’s midsection. Phayu can’t help but notice some of the changes the dance classes have wrought- Rain’s never been overly muscular, tending toward the leaner, softer side, and Phayu’s never minded, loving Rain exactly as he is. Now, while Rain doesn’t have anything like a six-pack, there’s decidedly more definition, more tone than Phayu is accustomed to seeing.
He can’t help but wonder what else has changed.
“I’ve missed you, Rain.”
From where he’s moved to prop himself up on the pillows at the head of the bed, Rain’s smile softens, his whole face lighting up.
“I’ve really missed you too, phi.”
They spend a second just looking at each other, then Phayu decides he’s waited long enough. Climbing up on the bed, he crawls his way forward until he’s hovering over Rain, hands planted on either side of Rain’s upper arms, knees bracketing Rain’s hips. It’s very satisfying to see Rain’s eyes darken, to hear his breath quicken.
“You wore this shirt on purpose.”
It’s not a question, but a statement. Rain’s eyes go wide and round, and if it weren’t for the barest curve of a smile, he’d be the picture of confused innocence.
“I don’t know what you mean, P’Pha-“
As Rain is speaking, Phayu holds his gaze and tilts his head to the side, giving Rain a look. Rain stops, the flush on his face kicking up again as he licks his lips.
“I don’t know what you mean, Daddy.” His voice takes on a softer, breathier tone that sends a spark through Phayu’s gut.
“Mmhm.” Phayu leans down, catching Rain’s lips in another kiss, bringing a hand up to cradle the side of Rain’s face, and Rain melts into it with a quiet sigh. Phayu pulls back, and Rain’s eyes flutter open, dazed.
Leaning back further, Phayu takes hold of Rain’s hands, pulling them up to kiss his fingers before moving Rain’s arms up over his head, placing them near the headboard.
“Grip that.”
Rain complies readily, finding the lower edge of the headboard and positioning his hands to hold on.
“Good boy.”
A subtle shiver runs through Rain, a quietly-pleased expression flitting across his face.
Phayu sits up and back, still straddling Rain’s hips.
“As I was saying, you wore this shirt on purpose. Do you have any idea how difficult it was during dinner, knowing I could look at you, but couldn’t touch?”
Rain shakes his head, eyes going even wider.
“No, Daddy.”
Phayu smiles.
“Well, you’re about to find out. Arch your back a moment, baby.”
Confused, Rain does as asked, and Phayu takes hold of the bottom hem of the offending shirt, pushing until it’s rucked up under Rain's arms as high as it can go, then taps at Rain’s lower lip with a fingertip.
"Open.”
When Rain’s mouth falls open, Phayu places the bunched up fabric from the front of the shirt into Rain’s mouth, then applies gentle pressure under his chin until he closes his mouth again.
"Hold that for me.”
This elicits a small whine and an attempt at puppy-dog eyes, but Phayu isn’t swayed.
“What, you don’t want me to admire the results of all your hard work?” He places a hand flat on Rain’s stomach, sweeping it up over his ribs, and Rain sucks in a breath through his nose, arching up into the touch. “Oh, and Rain?”
Blinking, Rain focuses back on Phayu’s face.
“If you let go of that headboard-” Phayu makes sure he has Rain’s attention. “-you can forget about coming tonight.”
Rain whimpers and gives a full-body shudder before nodding in understanding.
“Good. Just a moment, cute boy.”
He climbs off Rain and down from the bed, stripping out of his button down and the tank top underneath, his pants and underwear quickly following. The entire time he’s stripping down, Rain’s eyes are on him, intent and focused, and oh, he’s missed this feeling, the growing anticipation almost a physical thing. They’d messed around over video chat a few times, but it just wasn’t as good- like having a rice cracker when what you really want is a good mango sticky rice.
Once he’s naked, he grabs a small cushion from the nearby couch and climbs back up on the bed, kneeling next to Rain. He pets over his lower belly, watching him squirm a moment before deftly unbuttoning Rain’s shorts.
“Let’s get a better look at you, hm?” He taps Rain’s hip. “Up.”
Rain plants his feet on the bed and lifts his hips; Phayu gets a hold of the waistband of his shorts and underwear and pulls both of them down, then off as Rain lowers back down to the bed. He has Rain lift his hips once more so he can tuck the cushion under his ass.
“There we are.”
It’s endearing when Rain blushes like this, from his ears all the way down his chest. They’ve been together a few years now, had sex in all sorts of different iterations, and it's been his joy to discover that just the act of being looked at when he’s even partially-nude makes his sweet boy shy and blushy.
“Gorgeous.”
Rain turns his head to the side, trying to hide his burning face against his arm, but the fabric in his mouth only lets him move so far.
Huffing a laugh, Phayu shakes his head. “How’s that working for you?”
The scowl Rain shoots him would maybe be more effective if he could stop blushing.
“Legs apart, Rain.”
Another shiver works through Rain at Phayu’s tone- quiet but firm, expecting obedience- and after a second Rain spreads his legs, letting his knees fall open to either side, giving Phayu room to crawl up between them. He lets his hands come to rest on Rain’s shins, thumbs sweeping back and forth lightly, and Rain’s legs twitch.
“Were you enjoying your dance classes, Rain? I notice you didn’t mention what kind of dancing it was to the others at dinner.” Phayu slides his hands up Rain’s legs, skimming over his knees and kneading gently at the new muscle he finds as he goes. Rain’s already fighting not to squirm more, eyes focused on where Phayu’s hands are going.
He lets his hands continue up as he leans forward, hands reaching Rain’s hips, and he lets his thumbs move over the dips there, following their path with his lips; leaning just a little bit further, Phayu lets out a warm puff of breath over Rain’s length and savors the whimper that slips out from behind Rain’s shirt. Phayu’s eyes flick up to watch Rain’s face.
“I asked you a question. Were you enjoying your classes?”
Rain’s trying valiantly to focus, Phayu can tell, and after a second he nods, making a noise of affirmation. Humming thoughtfully, Phayu places a kiss on each hip bone, savoring the frustrated groan and wriggle they elicit from Rain.
“You know, I bet I could get a pole installed here for you if you wanted.”
Phayu shuffles forward, hands pressing down against Rain's hips, keeping him still as he bends down, laying kisses across Rain’s collar bones, nosing as far up under Rain’s shirt as he can. He starts sucking bruises at the base of Rain’s neck, letting his weight drop down to keep Rain pinned as his squirming increases, the volume of his muffled cries also rising.
Pulling his head back, Phayu looks up to see how his boy is doing.
Rain’s hands are still firmly gripping the headboard, his eyes wide and bright, pleading. Phayu pushes up and forward until he’s face-to-face with Rain, then tilts his head up and kisses Rain on the nose.
“It’s a real shame I can’t kiss you properly right now, what with the shirt and all-”
He can’t help but laugh at the disgruntled look Rain shoots him.
“Perhaps if you hadn’t intentionally been such a tease, it wouldn’t have come to this.”
Again, Rain tries turning wide wet eyes on him, along with a pleading noise which gets muffled behind the mouthful of fabric.
“It sounds like there’s something you’d like, cute boy. Is that right?”
Rain nods vehemently, eyes getting impossibly wider.
“Hmm.” Phayu moves back to sit between Rain's legs, smoothing his hands down over Rain’s thighs, giving them a squeeze. “If you can communicate to me what it is without using words, then maybe I’ll consider giving it to you.”
A wrinkle appears between Rain’s brows as he spends a moment in thought, then wriggles his hips slightly, trying to scoot forward on the cushion before pulling his knees up towards his chest. Face pinching in effort, his abs flex into a reverse crunch, seemingly trying to present his ass.
Interesting.
“Are you asking me to fuck you?”
Making a garbled sound at Phayu’s wording, Rain nods, muscles starting to tremble with the effort of holding the position.
Phayu makes him wait, wanting to see how long he can hold; he hasn’t told Rain he needs to maintain the pose, but he’s also not correcting the assumption.
He manages to keep it longer than Phayu expects, and he’s suitably impressed when Rain lets out a small sound of dismay as his muscles give up and his feet collapse back to the bed leaving his knees bent, stomach quivering, trying to draw deep breaths in through his nose.
Reaching up, Phayu pets a hand over Rain’s stomach soothingly.
“You understand that doesn’t guarantee that you get to come?”
Nodding enthusiastically, Rain gives another noise of affirmation.
Smiling, Phayu leans down to place a kiss on one of Rain’s knees. “Guess I should get you ready then, hm?”
Quickly retrieving lube from the nightstand, Phayu gets back on the bed and gets situated, having Rain lift his hips up so he can fix the cushion from where it had gotten wriggled out of place. Getting his fingers slippery with lube, Phayu has him move one of his legs out a little wider so he has room, and rests his hand on that thigh to help hold it in place.
“Deep breath, sweet boy.”
Rain does as asked, and Phayu circles a fingertip around his hole. He starts to press in and the breath Rain’s been releasing turns into a squeak as his hips jump and Phayu squeezes his leg again.
“Easy- I know it’s been a bit. I’ll go slow.”
Rain shakes his head with a determined expression, and Phayu raises an eyebrow at him.
“You don’t want me to go slow?”
Rain shakes his head harder, trying to vocalize a ‘no’ from behind the shirt, but it just makes Phayu smile wider.
“Well that’s a real shame, because that’s not up to you, is it?”
Phayu gets back to what he was doing, continuing with his slow and steady pace as Rain keens in frustration, but he won't be swayed. He’s going to go at his own speed regardless of what Rain may want him to do. He takes his time, even though he’d like to be inside Rain about as much as Rain wants him there. Desire won't get in the way of proving his point.
By the time he has three fingers in comfortably, Rain is a whimpering, begging mess, tears brightening his eyes and hips fighting to keep still; while he may have forgotten a number of things in his months away he still remembers enough to know that if he pushes too hard Phayu will either stop moving completely, or tease him longer.
Of course, Phayu loves to give his boy a challenge.
Until now he’s made an effort to avoid Rain’s prostate entirely, but now he aims for it, grinning when Rain suddenly gives a muffled yelp, hips jumping despite his best efforts.
“Ah ah- you know better. Keep still for me-”
A mournful noise makes it past the t-shirt, but when Phayu glances up, Rain’s hands are still firmly gripping the headboard.
“Still doing okay, sweet boy?”
Rain gives him two quick blinks along with a head nod, his non-verbal version of ‘green’, and Phayu carries on with what he's doing.
As he goes, the noises Rain makes keep rising in pitch and intensity, the sense of pleading in them rising to match. His thighs are quivering against Phayu where they’re pressed close in an effort to keep still, and Phayu decides that while he may have a lot of patience for teasing Rain, his patience for teasing himself is well and truly gone.
Removing his fingers from Rain he wipes them off on the bed’s coverlet, getting more lube and slicking himself up. He looks up the bed and sees Rain watching him, eyes half-open and expression dazed. Rain’s flushed from his face all the way down to his chest, and he looks fucked out already.
It’s a good look on him.
“Are you ready?”
Lifting one of his legs, Rain hooks his foot around Phayu, trying to pull him closer while nodding.
Phayu doesn’t ask again, just begins to press in, making himself go slow. In part it’s so he doesn’t hurt Rain, but it’s also so that he lasts longer than twenty seconds. Rain’s internship is the longest either of them have gone without sex since they became a couple, and he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t missed this aspect of their relationship. Playing with Rain over a computer, while better than nothing, isn’t the same as having Rain in front of him squirming and begging, cock flushed and leaking, looking at Phayu like he’s all that matters in the universe. Being able to have his hands on his boy, feel the warmth of him, to be able to catch his scent when he moves close enough- you can’t get any of that through a computer screen.
He’s missed Rain, missed this, and he’s so glad to have him back.
A few seconds pass and he thinks Rain is going to have a fit before he starts moving, pulling out only to snap his hips forward, driving a surprised sound out of him. After the initial thrust he slows down, drawing it out until Rain is whining, trying to beg again through the cloth in his mouth. Thankfully for Rain, he has no intention of making either of them wait any longer, and he lets himself speed up, changing up angles until he finds the one that makes Rain's back arch, hips jerking up with a cry. He does his best to aim for that spot, wanting to push Rain as far as he can before touching him properly.
The moans making it past Rain's shirt are almost obscene, and the way he's holding onto the headboard for dear life makes the newly-acquired muscle of his arms stand out more, his abs tensing as he tries to raise his hips to meet Phayu's thrusts. After this, he's going to have to tie Rain down and worship him properly, if only to clearly hear all the lovely sounds his boy makes as he takes him apart again. For now, though, he's content to enjoy the view.
"You're doing so well, cute boy- do you want to come?"
Rain makes a very enthusiastic sound, head nodding as much as it can with the shirt in the way. Even gagged, Phayu's pretty sure he makes out the sound of, 'please!', and his boy has done so well, he thinks it's time to give him what he wants.
He slows to a brief stop, making Rain go frantic, but Phayu soothes him, one hand stroking over Rain's thigh.
"I just need to get more lube, I don't want to hurt you."
He grips Rain's hip with one hand, holding tight as he starts to move again, and the sound Rain makes as Phayu finally gets a hand on his cock is glorious, a moan and a plea somehow wrapped up together into a noise of pure desperation. He's nearing his own climax, thrusts getting more erratic, but he tries to keep the rhythm of his hand on Rain as consistent as he can.
"You've been so good for me tonight, Raindrop. Come for me, I want to see you-"
It's only a few strokes of his hand later that Rain's coming, the cords of his neck standing out as he arches in pleasure, eyes scrunching shut and hands still stubbornly on the headboard. The feel of Rain clenching around him as he comes has Phayu following not long after, hips stuttering to a stop as he presses close and grinds in.
As he's coming down after, he carefully pulls out, petting Rain's legs in apology as he whimpers, hips twitching with oversensitivity. He climbs over to one side so he can crawl up, reaching for the fabric on either side of Rain's mouth.
"You can let go of the shirt, sweet boy."
Rain opens his mouth, working his jaw from side to side and licking his lips as Phayu pulls the shirt down. Once he's done that, Rain's lips turn up in a hazy smile, and Phayu can't help but smile back.
"How are you feeling? Oh, and you can let go of the headboard."
Rain's hands release, though his arms don't go far, falling to land on the pillows to either side of his head.
"Mmm- good, Daddy. Missed you-"
He reaches up to cup Rain's jaw, leaning down to kiss him. When they pull back to breathe, he lets his forehead come down to rest on Rain's, his eyes closed as he enjoys having his boy back with him.
"Missed you, too, Raindrop." Tilting his head to the side and ducking down, he presses a biting kiss to the side of Rain's neck, eliciting a gasping moan in response. When he's reasonably sure that it'll leave a mark he stops, pulling back to find Rain looking at him with glazed eyes, a hand fisted in the sheets at his side, lower lip caught between his teeth.
"I think it's time to get that shirt off you and us cleaned up a little." Phayu makes a point of letting his gaze take Rain in from top to bottom and back up again to meet his eyes. "Then I'll get the rope out so I can show properly you how much I missed you. Sound good?"
At the mention of rope Rain's lip pops loose from his teeth, drawing in an excited breath, eyes twinkling.
"So good- please?"
"Sweet and so polite. Let's go, Raindrop, bath time."
Rain takes his hand when he holds it out to help him up from the bed, and Phayu marvels, not for the first time, how lucky he is. He takes in the view as Rain walks ahead of him towards the en suite bathroom, wearing nothing but the cropped shirt.
"Yeah- definitely getting a pole installed. Your ass looks amazing, sweetheart."
He can't see most of Rain's face, but he can still see the blush on his neck and the slightest hint of a smile as Rain sways his hips more the last few steps to the bathroom.
Making a mental note to look up local pole classes for Rain, Phayu follows after him.