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“…Bec…”
“…………..….mjm……”
“…BB…………………..Teerak, stop…”
I hear my love let out a small whine, her onslaught of kisses not stopping, only pausing enough to mutter “We still have time, babe.”
As soon as she says this, I feel her lips go back to mine, her tongue making her way inside, my mouth opening automatically and closing gently on her tongue, sucking softly on the muscle. I feel more than hear her moan at this action, getting more handsy as I feel her hands that were initially lying on my waist start to go inside my shirt, caressing my stomach before starting to slide up.
Once I felt her touch the underside of my left breast, I put my hand on top of hers.
“Bec, baby, you know we don’t have time, they’re almost here and I don’t want them to walk in on us as we’re in the middle of it.”
I feel her pull away at this and see her beginning to pout, her lips swollen and shiny from our shared kiss, and I can only imagine how mine were looking, she has a tendency to bite, which has gotten us in trouble other times in the past.
“Ok, but tonight you’re staying with me, it’s been 2 days already and I can’t sleep without you.”
As she says this, she leans down and gives me one last kiss, taking my bottom lip in between her teeth and giving a sharp bite (See what I mean?)
I hum, and start getting up from the lying down position we were in on the couch we had available in the changing room, fixing my shirt and hair to look a little more presentable before standing up.
I turn to look at her, smiling at seeing her clothing all rumpled and her hair sticking in several directions, I guess it’s an advantage whenever I wear my hair down, it’s easier to fix, compared to the braids she likes to wear.
“Sarochaaaa, you messed up my hair, I will need them to redo it before going outside.”
I laugh at this, knowing that she was going to be teased by our team.
“Sorry bb, but you know I love running my hands through your hair, but it’s not that bad, you will only need to redo the braid and it will be as good as new.”
She puffs out a breath, part in laughter part in annoyance, but she cannot stand to be mad at me, as she also enjoys whenever I touch her head, falling asleep to the touch of my fingers running through her soft tresses, body relaxing completely against me whenever I do this, so she can’t complain too much.
“Are you nervous?” She asks as she finishes buttoning up her shirt, and as I watch her do this I wonder at which moment the buttons were undone, my hands having an apparent mind of their own.
“About?” I ask distractedly as I watch those deft fingers buttoning rapidly the last button before she stands up to come closer to me as I was leaning back on the dresser, careful not to drop any of the makeup scattered there, I can’t imagine P’Pop will be very happy if I did that.
“You know, telling everyone about us?”
“Nervous? No, I’m just worried that your fans will not take too kindly to this being revealed, especially after the last couple of months.”
“You know they’re not all like this baby, we have had an increasing support of healthy fanbases, that are rooting for us either together or individually.” As she mentions this, she comes to stand between my legs, reaching out to run her hands through the collar of my shirt.
“I know bb, but still, I don’t want your work to suffer for this.” I say as I reach out and set my hands around her waist, bringing her a bit closer.
“But honestly, I can’t wait until we’re free to once again be able to touch in public, it’s been so hard having to hold myself back from reaching for your hand.” I pout at this, remembering all the stress of having to tone down my desire for physical contact with her these last months taking a toll on me.
“I know teerak, but it’s also been fun dropping all those hints hoping our fans get them and start creating their own stories, “X” has been so much fun in that aspect.”
I laugh as I remember all the hints Bec has been dropping as to what is coming and happening, leaving no doubt as to what her intentions are, and if there’s one thing that I love about her is how she enjoying playing these games, she has a special relationship with her fans, and find a lot of enjoyment seeing all the scenarios they come up with to her posts, especially the ones that include drawings of a situation or scenario.
“Humm, I know, you are a naughty Nong, playing like that.”
She smiles that little mischievous smile, and I feel my stomach dropping and my skin tingling like an electric current passing through me at seeing it, I know what that smile means, and what it does to me.
“You think I’m naughty P’Freen?”
I gulp as I nod distractedly, my eyes staring unwaveringly at her lips, watching as her tongue slips out to lick her bottom lip.
“Then maybe I should be taught a lesson?”
I exhale a long breath, not realizing I stopped breathing for a while there, it’s amazing the things this woman does to me, and it can be a little frustrating when I’m not able to mask the effect she has on me whenever we’re in public, I have no idea how many times I’ve seen my face reflected back at me on social media with the words: “Get up off the floor Sarocha”.
“Oh? You feel you deserve some punishment Bb? Then maybe I should discipline a naughty Nong by not sleeping with her tonight, leaving her to ponder on her naughty behavior, hmm?”
Of course, I don’t mean this, I may not have voiced it before, but I missed sleeping with her these past days as well, the side of my bed so empty and big without her soft snores and warm body, plus Fluffy has been missing BonBon, getting more and more restless the longer it goes without them being together, the resemblance between his actions regarding BonBon and mine something I can’t ignore.
I watch entertained as she immediately changes her demeanor, giving me her biggest puppy eyes that I can’t even imagine saying no to.
“Aw, no P’Freen, I’m sorry, please don’t sleep somewhere else tonight.” she pouts, her lower lip shaking a little for full effect.
I can’t stand to have her look sad for one second longer, pretend or not, and I immediately wrap her up in my arms as I feel her face nestle immediately in between my neck and shoulder, her nose rubbing against the spot below my ear, and I feel her release a contented sigh against my neck.
“I would never Nong, I was just kidding love.”
I press her harder against me as I feel her start to leave small kisses in my neck, feeling her go up and up, until she’s kissing alongside my jawline, moving closer to my chin and starting to go up, searching for my lips.
Her arms are strong around my waist, her right hand dropping a little until she’s rubbing what is available of my buttock having been leaning against the dresser, and grabbing it in a strong grip the next minute as I feel her lips make contact with mine, out mouths immediately opening, forgoing any semblance of softness, as we let our desire for each other make itself known.
I love how her tongue is always dominating mine, her eagerness to win as I allow her to explore every crevice of my mouth, my tongue playing around hers instead of fighting for dominance as she takes particular enjoyment in tracing that wonderful muscle across my palate.
I once again slot my lips around her tongue, sucking harshly on it and biting it softly, leaving her tongue trapped for a couple of seconds in my own mouth.
I feel her exhaling harshly, her hands almost painfully gripping my buttocks, pulling us impossibly closer, and I know that we’re seconds away from resuming where we left off a few minutes ago.
I take a deep breath and disengage, releasing her tongue and gulping down the saliva that accumulated in my mouth from our passionate embrace.
“Bec.” I murmur as I drop one last soft kiss in her pouting lips. “Tonight baby, I will not be able to concentrate on the photoshoot if we continue like this, I’m already at my wits end and I’m pretty sure my underwear is ruined by know.”
I watch as her pupils which were dilated before, grew even darker as she releases a growl.
“You can’t say things like that and expect me to behave P’Freen, that’s just cruel, all I want right now is to drop to my knees and show you just how much I need you.”
Just as I was about to toss all my concerns about the job out the window and resume making this woman feel just how much her words affected me, we heard a knock on the door, and a voice outside yelling that we were about to start.
I inwardly sigh, and am thankful for the distraction, the least we need right now is people finding out about us in such a way.
We only need to wait a couple of months more, then we’re free to be ourselves, no longer having to hide behind closed doors. As I think this, I cannot help but smile, she has been worth all this and more, never having before to experience how the law can be so restricting when dating an underage person.
As we walk out of the dressing room, our professional faces on and distance marked I try my best to get into the headspace needed to avoid reaching automatically for her whenever we’re in the vicinity.
“What were you doing in there?” I hear someone ask Bec as I continued walking towards the middle of the scene where the photos would be taken. “Your hair looks like a birds nest N’Bec!”
I inwardly laugh, as I remembered we did not have time to redo her braid, I turn to look at her only to see her looking already back at me, a slight pout on her lips and her brows furrowed in that angry but not really expression, letting me know it was my fault without voicing it.
“Sorry! I took a nap and you know I can’t stay still in one position for long.” She says beginning to walk to the hair station so they can redo her braid as fast as possible.
“Napping eh?” I hear P’Beer exclaim next to me, I have no idea when she approached me, being so distracted looking at the back of Bec’s head as she walked away.
“Yeah, she was tired.” I exclaimed, feeling my cheeks burn as I avoided her stare, I know it’s obvious I’m lying, but I did not want to give her the opportunity to tease me when I’m trying my hardest to concentrate on getting my emotions under control.
“Right, we’ll go with that then, are you ready?” She asked pointing me in the direction I was supposed to stand in.
I nod as I resume walking to where her finger pointed, and as I approached the director then started to talk, doing my best to listen to the instructions as to what he wants to achieve in this photoshoot and the positions they will want us to be in, so we can get started as soon as Becky gets here.
While I get ready, I think to myself how sometimes it’s really hard having to hide, having found something so pure without expecting it and not being able to show it freely, but most of the time, I’m just thankful that I have had the blessing of finding my soulmate at such a young age, knowing that no matter what other situations we will have to face in the future, we will be able to brave it as long as we trust each other and know we’re always going to be here for the other.
She knows the place she has in my heart and life, and I know my place in hers, and what we know of this is enough for us.
I hear rather than see her running towards me, her steps hurried as I looked up seeing that her hair was all fixed, not a strand out of place.
I smiled at her once she reached me, and as she listens to the directors instructions, my hands are already moving to accommodate her as she takes her position accordingly.
Before the camera starts shooting, and as we’re waiting for the countdown, she turns to look at me, and without asking verbally I see the question in her eyes “Everything okay?” I return her stare and just smile that secret smile I reserve only for her, my eyes half lidded taking in all of her beauty and once again being reminded of how lucky I was, letting her know with this action that everything was okay and we could go on with the job.
She smiles understandingly, and I feel her tighten her grip on my hands before turning back to look at the camera as we hear the countdown start, getting ready for a long day at work, but knowing today I will be sleeping with her arms around me once more.
I can’t wait.
