HEMP ROPE

Night on the raft.

 

It was a little past midnight, and most rooms had their lights off, quiet but with a few snores. There were only a few rooms still audible, with the sound of drinking, eating, and shouting drowning out the sound of the water. But their activities today would soon lead to their removal. Yet one of the raft houses was filled with an air of ambiguity.

 

Bang

Click

 

The sound of a door lock mixed with the sound of arousal, French Kiss.

 

"Mmm.."

 

Back pressed to the wall, Team's hands wrapped around the strong shoulders. His lips puckered open for the passionate tongue.

 

Teerayu pulled at Win's shirt to remove it, revealing a large wing tattoo on his back. At the same time, Win was busy removing the junior's pants. Their cores were so hard they hurt.

 

 "Gee," Phawin moaned before glaring at the bastard, leaving a tooth mark.

 

"Didn't you say no mark, ngh?" Win frowned as a wet tongue trailed along the rim of his ear.

 

"It's your punishment. What the hell, we're just official, and you're taking me to bed."

 

The man rolled his eyes, snatching Team by the waist and throwing him on the bed. "Who started it?"

 

After their confession, it was Team himself suggesting they get to their room. Team laughed, getting up to take off his shirt, leaving him bare-naked with his athlete's muscles.

 

The young man narrowed his eyes at the blond senior. His eyes traced the edge of Win's pants, removed from his feet. A flame tattoo on the V-line descended to a hidden spot nobody had seen.

 

"Hia, you brought condoms?"

 

"Just in case." He took it out of his bag and tossed the whole box on the bed before climbing to straddle Team.

 

"It's for you." He teased.

"Screw you."

 

Team closed his eyes with puckered lips for hot kisses. It had been a while since their first time; this felt like their first time all over again.

 

"Ah." Team bit his lips as Win sucked his breast. Slightly ticklish, but exciting. When those lips touched in the slit of his navel, Team moaned.

 

"Do you like it?"

 

The young man shook his head. "..don't know." 

 

"You're so hard it's all wet." 

 

He dragged his hand down and caressed the twitching and wet core of his body. He couldn't blame the junior; he was no different. The more he was touched, the more Team suffered.

 

"I can't, Hia... can we just-"

 

"Just what?" He didn't catch that.

 

"I said..."The young man's voice was hoarse. Team nudged Win's erection with his feet. "Can we just do it already?"

 

"Fuck." Phawin cursed, quickly grabbed the other man's ankles to stop him from crushing his core further, 

 

"Naughty."

 

Team chuckled, watching Win open the condom and put it on his finger. "Why...Ah!"

 

That answered his question. Long finger slowly inserted into his rear, directed by lubricating gel. Team's face burned. He'd never get used to that, yet.

 

"I'll prep you first." He bent his knuckles and scraped the soft flesh inside. "Does it hurt?"

 

The boy shook his head, tensed, breathing heavily from being pampered both ways.

 

"No...in front." He couldn't take it anymore. Win took his hands off Team's core. 

 

The finger was inserted and massaged in a way that made Team twitch. When the entrance was soft enough to accept his core, he quickly took out his finger, put on a condom and slipped in. Team felt the twinkling stars in his eyes.

 

"Ah, so damn tight."

 

"It's uncomfortable."

 

Strong arms wrapped around his lover, whispering words of comfort. "Team, look at me." Win slowly thrust his hips. Team tried to look away. He felt so much of Win's essence in his body that it was almost unbearable.

 

"Hey, boyfriend." Win persuaded.

 

"Ah!"

 

His thighs were pressed apart, resulting in Win going deep to the point it frightened Team. The young man instinctively backed his hips away.

 

"Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid of me, Team." A large hand held his hip. The thrust got quicker and heavier, creating a rhythmic percussion sound.

 

"Ah."

 

Once Team got used to it, his discomfort and fear disappeared, replaced by a thrill as his moans grew a bit louder. As Win saw his lover not resisting, Phawin pushed himself up on his knees to move into a penetration position. Team lost his breath as Win slammed him over and over until their bodies slid along the bed.

 

"Gasp, Hia.."

 

"Team, mmm."

 

Team lowered his eyes to see their connected parts. The strong thrust almost choked him, but the thrill was no less. The young man moaned at the sight of flames rubbing against his abdomen, as if his body was on fire. He almost melted. 

 

"Hia….gee.." His legs twitched, and his hands attempted to stop the violent, moving hips. "Ow, slow, I….”

 

Phawin licked his lips. The sharp contractions clearly indicated that the body in his arms was close to reaching the dreamland. He grabbed the other's wet core and stroked it along while he penetrated. The sound of flesh against flesh echoed. It mixed with the sound of heavy panting and breathless moaning.

 

"Shit, ah...ugh." His curvaceous hips shot forward, lifting from the mattress. The fat-free stomach was tight, and abdominal curls were visible to the looker. His voice groaning delightfully,

 

The little bastard looked so tempting to him. He understood how wanting to squeeze someone to death felt like now.

 

"Hia, ah, ah!" Team trembled as he released it into Win's hands. It stained him and the abdomen of the person who put him in this state. Phawin reduced the tempo to a slow movement. The pressure made him moan softly.

 

Team dazedly looked at the tall, sweaty figure who was smoothing his hair before his hand dragged down to his abdomen. Win touched the liquid from his body, staining it over his flame tattoo.:

 

"This liquid is not enough to put out my flame of desire."

 

Damn it, Team cursed mentally. Now Hia's so sexy.

 

"I don't, ah, ah!" The young man's whole body trembled as the thrust began again. 

 

"Don't, don't touch." He tried to swat away a hand grabbing his newly released core. His whole body twitched again when Win's hand hardly rubbed on the tip.

 

"One more, Team. I want you again." With another hand, Win pressed his lover's wrist down on the bed. His hips were repeatedly hammering. It was like being in the sky and falling again and again.

 

Team stopped resisting. He tensed his body in acceptance. He muffled his cries to every penetration and deliberately ground his sweet spot. When the last wave of arousal rose again, he wrapped his legs around Win's hips to pull him in the deepest penetration.

 

"Ah!!"

 

"Geez."

 

The flames released heat, filling the enclosure, and twitched a few times softly before Win pulled out. Legs trembled; Team was worn out.

 

"Are you good?"

 

"Dead." Hoarse voice returned.

 

"Idiot." Phawin laughed, reaching for a bottle of water for Team.

 

"Dead from being banged?"

 

Team downed half the bottle and let Win have the rest. "Wait, at least I want to die being top."

 

"Oh." Phawin arched his brows and threw away the empty bottle. He leaned back against the bed headboard and stroked himself to become hard again. Team stared at the reawakened flame with disbelief. Phawin beckoned to him. "Come take me."

 

"Hia, you're not human."

 

Win waggled his brows. "Geez, is that all my boyfriend got?" 

 

Being insulted, Team glared at Win in frustration before he climbed on Win's lap. With an arrogant attitude, he took Win's chin in his hand.

 

"I'll make you scream." 

 

Before Phawin responded, Team lowered his face, nuzzling on Win's abdomen.

 

"Oh."

 

A warm tongue licked the wet flame tattoo, leaving kisses and bites on the part hidden from others. The little secret shared just between the two of them...

 

Phawin smiled, exhaling as those lips took the liberty to shove a condom on him. Flames continued to burn tonight as two bodies became one. Their hearts beat as one. Not just sex. But the lovemaking they'd been waiting for so long.

 

**********

 

Morning

Win: Wanna go rafting in the morning with Dean?

Team: .../flipped off Win.