Personal Manager

Chapter 30 - How to apologise in a way that leaves a mark

 

A long silence fell. Kantapong used his gaze to convey his intense frustration, prompting the other person to lower their head, look insecure, and already shed tears. They didn't want to be scolded or reprimanded, but it was all their own stubbornness, despite their friend having told them for months not to go.

 

"You understand that I'm worried, right?" a deep voice asked.

 

"I understand. He just wanted to clink glasses," Kel replied, not quite fully convincing.

 

"If he wanted to clash, why didn't he come over? Our drinks would definitely be safer than his. Especially since you said you're not close."

 

"That's quite something. Not everyone can be trusted. Take care of yourself while I'm away. You know I won't be able to keep an eye on you all the time," Gun said, adding that he has to work and that Kel might want to go out when he's busy.

 

"I wouldn't have come if Kant hadn't been with me," the smaller figure said, slowly looking up and meeting his gaze.

 

"really"

 

"I'm sorry," Kel said, gently stroking his hand. He wanted his lover to calm down.

 

"I just want you to take care of yourself. I know you like socialising, but please be careful." 

 

Gun’s voice softened and became very pleasant. His eyes clearly showed love and concern. Kel nodded repeatedly, just like when he's bragging to his friends about his husband. When being lectured by a younger person, listen with your head down. It's because he's not someone who overthinks things. 

 

Many times, Kel's friends tell him he thinks too little. At the time, he found it funny, but after being scolded by Gun, he realised he should consider things from multiple perspectives. Being overly optimistic can actually cause him trouble.

 

"..." Gun could only sigh heavily.

 

"I'm sorry," Kel repeated.

 

"Let's go back to the table. Everyone's waiting." The tall figure was about to take a step, but the shorter figure wouldn't let him, holding onto his arm with a pleading expression. I beg you wholeheartedly.

 

"Give me a kiss first." I just wanted to make sure Gun was really okay.

 

"No."

 

"Is Kant still sulking?" Kel's slender eyebrows raised in question, waiting for an answer with a sad expression.

 

"Do you understand what I said now?"

 

"I understand you're worried, Kant. I'll be more careful next time," he promised, a slow smile spreading across his lips.

 

"It's good to be a little more modest," Kantapong continued, most displeased at the sight of Kel talking like that to another man. He was furious. He didn't intend to go looking for trouble with that person, so he should deal with his own people instead.

 

"Okay, Kant, stop being sulky. I was so nervous." He admitted he was really scared.

 

"I'm all better now."

 

"Then let's kiss."

 

"...”

This time, Kantapong didn't respond, which reassured the other party a little, since it was still better than being rejected so heartlessly.

 

"Okay," the little feet tiptoed up.

 

"Hmm..." Gun could never resist Kel. He always lost. He almost softened when he saw his guilty expression at first, but he resisted.

 

If your partner is being stubborn, you have to scold them so that this doesn't happen again. The reason he said he didn't want to kiss earlier was that he was afraid things would go too far. His friends were drinking outside, so they shouldn't spend too much time in here. 

 

Kel's slender tongue slid in, playfully teasing his, alternating with showering kisses all over his lips. His slender arms wrapped around his neck. Kantapong moved his hands to support Kel's waist and reciprocated the kiss, their tongues intertwining. After a long while, they still didn't pull away.

 

"We shouldn't do any more," until the tall figure stopped the sweet kiss, nipping it in the bud.

 

"Do you want it? I can do it for you," because this room is completely sealed; no one can come in.

 

"It's alright, it'll go down soon," Gun felt a throbbing pain in the middle of his body, but he could endure it, so he could go out and have more drinks. Everyone would be asking about him.

 

"It'll be even more exciting this time. I'm going to sit on your lap again, and I'll grind my butt against you until you can't take it anymore," Kel said with a sweet, teasing smile, biting his lip. So sexy

 

"Don't bump into me!" I just got over being sulky, but I have to complain again.

 

"I'll make sure of it. Don't worry about what's outside. They know I'm busy making up with Kant. No one will be looking for us." Having said that, Kel squatted down on the floor and slid his hand, gripping his lover's crotch.

 

"Ah, I said it's okay."

 

"I want to drink condensed milk." A mischievous glint appeared on Kel's face. In his definition, condensed milk was the semen he liked to drink. Then he unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled down Gun’s pants. His penis wasn't fully erect yet, but there was clear fluid oozing from the tip.

 

"Ah... my love," Kel licked, and Gun moaned softly in response.

 

His small mouth parted, taking in Gun’s manhood. His delicate tongue traced the shaft deliberately. His eyes closed, savouring the pleasure.

 

The owner of the body looked down and couldn't help but smile. His wife was so lovely, and the best at this kind of thing.

 

"Ah, sssshhh," a slurping sound echoed, followed by a sucking in breath. "Mmm," the sweet face pulled away, instead using the tip of his nose to trace along the hard, erect shaft, deliberately pressing and teasing the flared tip.

 

"Seeds are about to burst," Gun said, so Kel opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, ready to receive it.

 

"full"

 

"Seeds"

 

It almost splashed on his face, but luckily, he covered it with his mouth in time and swallowed every drop. Gun pulled the smaller figure to his feet before kissing him on the lips. Again, knowing he was aroused, he pulled down Kel’s pants and masturbated him. He really wanted to lick Kel's vibrant hole, but was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself. 

 

He stopped there as a down payment. In the end, both of them satisfied their desires without any penetration. Gun sucked on Kel's neck until it was red as punishment for his disobedience.

 

"Darling, you can do it again. Punish me until you're satisfied," a sweet voice said, willing to do anything to make Kandapong stop being angry. Kel had just been punished. Biting his neck felt so good. He didn't want to leave this room at all.

 

"Go back to your table. I've only had one drink since I arrived."

 

"Want to drink some milk first?" Kel's slender hand pulled up his shirt, revealing his sweet-colored nipples. His eyes were alluring, offering tempting gems. Even though no liquid was coming out, Kel was confident it would please those who tasted it. Kant stared at the erect nipple, swallowing hard, before shifting his gaze back to his beloved wife's face.

 

"May I?" He smirked, bending down to suck and nibble on that part with a mischievous grin.

 

"Ah, ah, Gun," Kel arched his chest in response, trembling with pleasure as he let out a moan.

 

"Tee," the big man pulled away, laughing. He should stop his lustful thoughts for now. 

 

They walked back to the table hand in hand, but their expressions had changed completely. Kant was in a better mood, while Kel was giddy. The friends got annoyed when they saw other people playing spin the bottle.

 

"Here comes Nuan," Jess said, looking at her younger brother, who was smiling and holding his boyfriend's hand, pressing their bodies close together.

 

"His neck is bright red, and he looks so flirtatious, but he's pretending to be shy," Sai added, as the young model sat back down in his seat and his petite boyfriend climbed back onto his lap. There was plenty of room, but who cared? Trapping your husband is always softer than anywhere else. 

 

The game they were playing had rules: whoever the bottle pointed to had to drink the whole glass. The two newcomers joined in, and the moment Kel went off to mess with the bottle and then returned to sit on his strong lap again, it made Gun restless. Especially when Kel argued with his friend, of course, his round buttocks didn't stay still for a second, swaying and grinding until the one bearing the weight had to whisper something to him.

 

"Don't get up so often, my little brother will wake up," he said, certain only the two of them could hear.

 

"You're so horny! I just gave you oral sex a moment ago. Here, here!" Kel playfully gyrated gently.

 

"Ah"

 

"Uh..." But people are watching! Nanfah and Ping's mouths dropped open in surprise. Man was talking to the pub owner and didn't notice, while Tin was taking care of his wife.

 

"Can I have my flowers, please?" he said immediately upon noticing them. "Here," Tin handed them over.

 

"It's so beautiful! I love it so much," Kel hugged it tightly, bowing his head to admire it.

 

"If you like it, give him a reward," a deep voice whispered, causing the sweet face to turn back.

 

"Thank you," he said, pressing his upturned nose against his lover's cheek and taking a deep breath. Gun returned the kiss, and the two exchanged shy, affectionate smiles. They acted as if no one else was sitting with them, teasing each other nonstop.

 

"Take it easy. The bottle's pointing at you, Kel. Drink up," Jess said. Kel turned around, grabbed his glass, and downed it in one gulp. It was strong, he knew it. Who made it for me?

 

"Were you trying to kill me?" He glanced at Jess's face.

 

"You should lose consciousness so that Nong Gun won't have any trouble."

 

"Just a slightly dizzying moment is enough; I don't want a blackout."

 

"Yeah, all you're thinking about is flirting with your husband," Jess said, seeing right through him. Kel frowned before turning back to the tall man who was acting as a soft chair.

 

"Don't listen to him. He never tried to flirt with me," Kel blurted out, seizing the opportunity to complain.

 

"I believe you," the male model grinned. "Since we've known each other, there hasn't been a single moment when he hasn't been flirting. He's definitely the most mischievous one."

 

"Just spinning the bottle and drinking isn't exciting enough. How about we spin the bottle and ask a question instead? Whoever spins it answers first and then finishes drinking."

 

"Glass," Man suggested a new rule to liven up the atmosphere.

 

"Yeah, that sounds fun," many said in agreement.

 

"Can I ask anything?" Kel raised an eyebrow in surprise.

 

"Yes, you have to answer truthfully."

 

"How about something in bed?" the pub owner asked directly.

 

"okay"

 

"No!" Kel immediately pointed at Jess, as if she knew what he was up to. She'd asked before, and he only dared to answer because Gun wasn't around.

 

Man started the game immediately. All eyes were fixed on him, afraid of falling, until the bottle slowly spun and stopped at Kel. Jess grinned. Nee burst into laughter, feeling fortunate that fate was on his side. Meanwhile, Kant's friends were curious to know what Jess would ask, as she looked very cunning.

 

"Oh, should we ask Gun then?" Kel immediately deflected the question to his boyfriend, thinking that if Gun answered, Jess would surely ask a softer question.

 

"Sure, you can ask Nongkan, but you mustn't answer before him."

 

"What's the point of fighting over this? I didn't even want to answer."

 

"Go ahead and ask," the young model said, leaning in and resting his chin on Kel's small shoulder, causing him to turn back and kiss him on the lips again. Everyone was used to it. My eyes are gone.

 

"Do you guys do it every day? How many times a day? Why do you look so radiant? Is the sex as good as with your previous partner? Give me a review!" Jess's questions were obvious. I'm personally annoyed by them.

 

"What? Why are you asking so many questions? Just one question!" Kel quickly retorted. And why does she always compare herself to others after all?

 

"I can answer that," the young model said confidently.

 

"Gun, be quiet. Don't let others take advantage of you. Just one question is enough."

 

"I don't do it every day," but Gun didn't listen and had already snatched it.

 

"...All eyes were on this couple."

 

"But if we do it on any given day, it's at least three times a day. If you ask if he's as good as my previous boyfriend... well, I've never had anyone like him since I started dating."

 

"My previous partner was very well-behaved, but this one is always getting on top."

 

"So, what kind do you like? A well-behaved one?" The sweet face immediately turned sour.

 

"Calm down," Nee told his friend.

 

"That's how I like it," Gun tightened his embrace even more.

 

"The really wild type, you mean, Nong Kant?" Sai asked again.

 

"Tee," the young model, didn't dare go along with it. Who would dare call their own wife a slut? Look at his sulky face!

 

"Wait a minute, what does ' at least three times a day' mean? Won't you fall asleep first, Kel?" Tin asked, bringing up the lingering question.

 

"You're even more exhausted than I am. If you fall asleep first, it must be on a day when you're really tired. Otherwise, we fall asleep at the same time."

 

"Hey, why are you saying all that?" Kel chimed in softly.

 

"Can't I show off my wife a little?" Kandapong replied with a smile, nuzzling his nose against his smooth cheek.

 

"Toey, you're staring so intently. Are you wondering about something?" Jess said, noticing that Toey seemed to have been taken aback ever since Kant gave such a long, rambling answer.

 

"Uh..." Yes, Toey had a question.

 

"Didn't you do your homework, Tin?" Kel teased, before bursting into laughter.

 

"I do it all the time, but probably not as often as Gun." Even Tin, who thought he was diligent in bed, had to give way to his friend's partner.

 

"Well, if it's you asking, I'd be happy to answer," Kel urged. Dey was silent for a while, but her curiosity was overflowing.

 

"I mean... why is that area able to withstand the force?"

 

"No way. It's too bruised. I won't do it often anymore. Afterwards, I'll put on the ointment. If you have a husband, use him. Have you ever put ointment on Toey, Tin?" Kel turned to ask Tin.

 

"I didn't do it that repeatedly."

 

"...sai pursed her lips tightly, not daring to speak further. Her eyes darted around shyly.

 

"Try it, and you'll know," the opponent retorted, yet offered advice as if he were an expert.

 

"Tonight," Tin said with a mischievous expression.

 

"Are you crazy?" Toey then slapped him on the arm for making others boo and tease him.

 

The game continued, and everyone was asked questions, but everyone else's questions were all about legs. When it stopped at Kel again, it was another risqué question, and this time, I had no choice but to answer it myself. Gun isn't helping because he enjoys seeing others hesitate and not dare to answer, like Kel here.

 

"Um... why is that question so harsh?" the smaller person on the model's lap protested.

 

"What's so serious about it? I was asking which position you like the most."

 

"Okay, I'll tell you on LINE later, okay?" Kel whispered.

 

"Go ahead and answer," Kant said.

 

"Do you know which position it likes best, Nong Kant?" the pub owner asked.

 

"Yes, I know. He's the one who told me."

 

"I'm going to go crazy! Why does he have to explain to his husband what positions he likes? I only asked because I wanted Nongkan to know and take it to heart."

 

"It's something you do often, but it's not fun if you're told beforehand."

 

"Then let's just skip it," I said, trying to sound subtle.

 

"Okay, let's let Nongkan answer."

 

"The 'carrying' position," Kel answered first.

 

"What do you mean?" Ne asked, frowning, unable to picture what kind of carrying was involved.

 

"He carried me around the room after we had intercourse," the voice trailed off softly, almost a whisper, but everyone heard it clearly.

 

"I hate it," Sai blurted out immediately.

 

"I think I'll take my boyfriend back now," Tin said.

 

"Hey, Tin, don't tell me that..." Kant asked, as if he knew, but then left the word unfinished.

 

"Ugh, I can't hold back anymore," Tin felt an irresistible urge to apply ointment to his wife.

 

"I wanted to talk to you about the trip again. What do you think?" Man said. "Let me know when we have a date. Toey and I can go. I'll leave now." He seemed to be in a hurry because Tin took Toey out immediately.

 

"What kind of trip?" Kel asked, raising an eyebrow.

 

"We talked about it while P’Kel and Ai Gun weren't around, about going on a trip as a whole gang," Man replied. Ping and Nanfah nodded in agreement.

 

"Hey, don't tell me you're scamming people into buying resort packages again," the shorter person said, turning to ask Jess, who loved to persuade customers in the pub to buy.

I'm staying at my boyfriend's resort.

 

"No, no, no. I'll let you stay for free, just for you, my dear."

 

"Really? Which day?"

 

"We're waiting to ask Gun when he's free and if he can come," Ping said.

 

"If filming for the series wraps up, I'll have a whole week off," the young model replied.

 

"Great! We really want to go. We haven't travelled together in a long time. What do you think?" Nanfah asked.

 

"I want to go," the little one said, expressing their desire.

 

"Okay, let's go," Kantapong always indulged his beloved wife.

 

Then the conversation shifted to just the trip; the spin-the-bottle game was stopped. They finalised the date and time. Everyone's welcome. Kel's gang is out because they don't have any vacation days left. Jess said she'll open her house for everyone, then go back to sleep with her husband. Feel free to party and enjoy nature to your heart's content!

 

"Are you okay?"

 

All parties must come to an end. All the other friends had left, leaving only Kel sitting and drinking with the pub owner. Gun kept a close eye on him.

 

He'd only seen Kel drink seriously today. He has an incredibly high tolerance for alcohol. After a while, Jess excused herself to go to bed because she felt very dizzy.

 

"Shall I carry you?" the tall man asked as he helped the other person to their feet.

 

"How do you want me to hold you?" the shorter person asked playfully, smiling sweetly—the kind of smile typical of someone with alcohol in their bloodstream.

 

"Be serious."

 

"Hold me like that," he said, spreading his arms and pretending to want to be held, snuggling closer.

 

"Not here. Wait until we get to our room."

 

"Dizzy, hate this feeling," he complains whenever he gets the chance.

 

"Lately, they've been mixing their own drinks. Don't blame Jess. I always notice," a deep voice scolded. They told him to tone it down, but he wouldn't listen, and even retorted that it was normal to drink with the pub owner to find a winner. So who's going to win now? One's already losing it, and the other's gone to sleep.

 

"Oh, you're right."

 

"I'll carry you out," Kant said. Kel nodded and was immediately lifted into his boyfriend's arms. When they reached the car, he adjusted his seat before walking around to the other side.

 

"Hmm," a muffled groan was heard.

 

"Recline the seat," the driver said, trying to keep an eye on both his girlfriend and the road.

 

"I'm so sleepy. I was initially planning to ask for a round," Kel said frankly, expressing his true thoughts.

 

"You're so engrossed in what you're doing. If you're sleepy, go to bed. I'll wipe you down and change your clothes."

 

"You can even sneak in while I'm asleep, I  won't know." Look how stubborn he is. I can tell you that eighty per cent of our past lovemaking was because of this petite man.

His wife is truly a lecherous temptress.