"Hia, this is the most beautiful view."
Toffee looked outside through the glass window of their room, his eyes staying on the sea.
Artit carried their bag inside and placed it down before walking toward Toffee.
The room was lavish and spacious, surrounded by glass.
The curtains were tied together and the pool outside shimmered softly.
A pair of warm hands wrapped around Toffee from behind.
His eyes shifted back to Artit, his face softening as he caressed Artit's cheek.
The sound of the waves filled their ears.
"Finally, we are alone," Artit muttered.
Toffee smiled warmly as Artit's hands slid along his back, pulling him closer, while Toffee's hands pressed against Artit's chest.
"Hia, let's play in the water."
Artit leaned closer and whispered, "Can we?"
Toffee held his hand and guided him.
The sand was still warm, and the breeze was strong enough to mess up Toffee's shirt and hair.
"Hia, it's hot—let's get in the water."
Toffee released his hand and ran into the sea.
"Wait, baby, be careful—"
He didn't hear. A wave almost fully soaked him while Artit rushed toward him with worry.
Seeing Artit coming closer, Toffee prepared to attack.
The moment Artit reached him, Toffee splashed water into his face with both hands.
"Baby—"
Splash...
Artit froze.
"Hah… Hia… you look like—"
Before he finished, Artit splashed him back. Stronger this time because of the difference in their hand size.
Splash...
"Hia—!" Toffee shouted.
"Just wait, Hia!"
They ran and played in the water. Artit circled Toffee while Toffee tricked him playfully.
Their laughter was carried away by the breeze and the sea.
The two of them played until they were exhausted.
Water dripped from their clothes and bodies as they sat on the sand.
Toffee rested in Artit's arms. Water ran down their clothes, and their feet were covered in sand. The soaked clothes felt heavier.
Their bodies felt warm, and their hair was full of sand, already clinging to their skin.
Toffee tilted his head toward Artit's Adam's apple—bite.
He bit him, then brushed his fingers over the mark.
Artit tried to control himself. "Let's go," he whispered.
Their footsteps sounded heavy on the sand. Artit opened the door and pulled Toffee inside.
Clack... He shut the door firmly.
They stared at each other.
Their eyes were full of emotion. Artit lost himself in that moment. He tilted his head and dragged his tongue along Toffee's neck, leaving it wet, then moved to his ear, marking it.
The salty taste, mixed with sand, didn't bother Artit.
Their breathing grew heavy.
Artit pressed into Toffee's hair, his hands moving down his back, slipping inside.
"Ahhh..."
Artit traced his tongue against Toffee's when he opened his mouth.
The sound of waves faded as the damp, deep rhythm between them grew stronger.
They struggled to breathe.
Toffee hurried to undo Artit's shirt, while Artit's fingers remained inside.
"Hia…" his voice stuck, his legs trembling.
Toffee clutched Artit's damp shirt.
Artit grabbed his waist and lifted him, quickly moving toward the bathroom.
Under the shower...
Water poured over them, but their mouths stayed connected, moving together.
Artit held Toffee's thigh and lifted him, his hand slowly slipping into the small opening.
Their lips paused for a moment as his fingers moved. They looked at each other.
A soft sound escaped Toffee.
"Hia… Hia… I want… quickly…" his voice cracked.
Artit leaned closer and marked his ear again, then lifted him.
Drop...
Water poured from their bodies as Artit entered the room, leaving the floor wet.
He gently laid Toffee on the bed. "Baby, you're tight. I need to loosen you before I…"
"I can't, Hia…"
Hearing his broken voice, Artit lost control.
He brushed Toffee's damp hair. "If it hurts, you need to tell me."
Toffee nodded, a shy smile forming.
Artit unhurriedly tried to enter. The opening was already swollen, but it wasn't even halfway.
"Ahh… it hurts…"
Artit stopped. Toffee glanced up in surprise, even though his body was still flustered.
Artit took a deep breath, thinking it might hurt Toffee, and gently pushed in fully.
Toffee's whole body shivered.
"Ahh…" he cried out. He was full.
Artit began to move his hips. The sound of their bodies meeting grew louder, filling the room.
"Hia…" Toffee's voice broke as he hugged him tightly and bit his shoulder.
"It hurts." Artit eased his movement.
"Baby, does it hurt?"
"It hurts but I like it…" his voice trembled.
Something in Artit suddenly froze, as if both his mind and body had stopped working for a moment.
"Hia, why did you stop?"
Seeing his reaction, Artit lost control. "I can't hold back anymore, baby… sorry…"
Artit lifted Toffee into his arms while standing, moving deeper.
"Ahh… ahh…"
He continued with deeper, stronger motions as Toffee trembled, gripping his shoulders tightly.
White drops spilled from Toffee, mixing on Artit's sweaty chest.
Their breathing became uneven. Their eyes met.
"Hia…" Toffee reached out to wipe Artit's chest, but Artit gently stopped him.
Artit sat on the bed, holding him close, gently smoothing his damp hair.
"Hia… I want to move."
"It'll be hard for you. Let me…"
"No…" Toffee refused.
Artit stared around, then leaned back against the wall, placing Toffee on top of him.
Artit traced his lips over Toffee's lips, then down to his chest, marking him.
Toffee shivered, his hands gripping Artit's hair tightly.
"Hia… I want to move."
"You are really stubborn today, baby…"
Artit was still inside. His fingers gliding over him. "I can feel myself in you…" he said softly, before kissing him again.
Toffee slowly began to move, his body trembling with pleasure. He felt it spreading through him.
Artit watched him closely. "You're more beautiful today…" he whispered.
He lightly traced over Toffee's chest, making him moan.
"I want to hear your voice more, I want to see that expression, I want everything about you, my baby…" he murmured near his ear, gently biting it.
Toffee, shy, lightly hit Artit's chest. "I'm already yours. Hia, you're teasing me."
Artit pulled him closer.
Their heartbeats grew stronger. Even though it wasn't their first time, it felt like it.
Artit thrust deeper.
"Ahh… mm…" Toffee's moans slipped freely now.
"Hia… I like it…"
The more he moved, the more Toffee moaned.
"Baby, love you."
"Hia… I love you… ahh…"
It spread across Toffee's body, mixing with sweat as they held each other tightly.
Breathing grew heavier and warmer. Toffee was panting.
Artit ran his hand along Toffee's back and kissed his forehead. He gently brushed Toffee's messy hair.
"You're okay, right…?"
Toffee's face was flushed red. He placed a hand on his stomach and gave a small hum in response, then rested in Artit's arms.
"It's hot, Hia…" his voice cracked.
Artit let out a soft smile. "You can rest. I'll clean you."
Toffee hummed in agreement, then wrapped his arms around Artit as he relaxed.
Later, Artit carried him back to the bathroom.
The room became quiet again. Only the sound of waves remained.
They lay on the bed. Toffee rested in Artit's arms, facing the window, watching the moving trees and bright dark sky.
Artit brushed his shoulder. "Do you like it?"
Toffee glanced back with a smile, nodded, and hid under the blanket.
"Good night, baby. Love you."
Toffee lifted the blanket slightly. "Love you, Hia…" He turned, gave a quick kiss to Artit's lips, and hugged him.
Artit held him tighter. "I wish time could stop…"
Their feet tangled together, their breaths became one, their heartbeats matched.
Time didn't stop—
it became a part of them, carving out a space meant only for the two of them.