Macau's POV
"We can sleep inside the boat, Macau. It will be better than sleeping outside. It's getting colder."
"Mhmm...okay."
"You can lie down. I'll sit here in the corner."
"But you will be uncomfortable. Do you mind lying next to me? I think there is room for both of us."
"If you also don't mind..." Arm says scratching his head, still in doubt.
Are you crazy? Of course I don't mind! This is called providence.
"Not at all" I smiled at Arm.
"There is a plastic cover that we can use as a blanket." I said excitedly. I sat on the floor first.
"Good idea." Arms smiles at me.
"Come on!" (in English). Arm was visibly embarrassed. This excessive master-bodyguard respect he has for me annoys me a little. "Come on! I don't bite!"
But I can bite you if you want me to, uh?! Haha.
Finally, we lay down on the floor.
It doesn't have much space. We have to sleep on our sides. Great! However... my boldness seems to be slowly fading when I turn to face him...I feel...shy. I lower my gaze.
Arm pulls back the plastic cover to cover us.
Without noticing, I hit my head on the deck floor. How coward I am! I feel paralyzed to say or do anything now that we're so close.
"Are you okay, Macau?"
"Ow! ...uh...I'm fine..."
"Put your head on my forearm."
"But it will be numb."
"No problem...you look uncomfortable. Stay like this until you fall asleep."
Arm puts his forearm under my head. He uses his suit as a pillow to his head.
Our bodies get closer...I can feel his breath. Arm has a broad chest that fills with air, making him even bigger. I glance at his face which is just above mine.
Suddenly he looks at me and our eyes meet. Reflexively, I look down again.
"Macau... Are you feeling good? Your face is red. Do you have sea fever...?"
He places the palm of his hand on my forehead.
"..."
"You're a little hot." Then he puts his hand under my chin to check the temperature again.
"You don't need to worry about me...I'm okay..."
"Of course I worry about you."
"I know... I know... it's your job."
"Yes..."
"..."
You always spoil my fun.
"Also because I really care about you..."
He caresses my face very tenderly.
"You do?"
"Mhmm...now close your eyes and try to sleep."
I close my eyes, but I can't sleep. Did Arm really say that he genuinely cares about me only because of me, not because he gets paid to do it?
"We'll have to wake up before the sun is fully up. That way it's safer." Arm comments, realizing I still haven't fallen asleep.
"Do you think P'Pete is on this island?"
"There's a good chance. This island is already far away. And small boats can't go much further than this from the coast. I hope the main family can track us through my wire."
"My brother must be freaking out after P'Pete and me."
"Sure! Khun Vegas is capable of anything for you."
Arm tries to smile, but he must be uncomfortable.
"You also...you also care a lot about P'Pete..."
"Sure...he is a dear friend."
"You don't have to hide it from me, though..."
"Hide what?"
"That you have feelings for P'Pete."
"It's not like that..."
I don't need to open my eyes to realize that Arm is embarrassed.
"..."
I rush to calm him down.
"You don't need to worry about me! I won't tell anyone..."
"..."
"I know how to recognize unrequited love. I've been through this a lot. I know very well how it feels... It's so hard to give up, isn't it?... I just wish it wasn't like that for once."
"Macau..."
"...?"
Arm lifts my chin and I open my eyes. I get surprised. He's staring at me.
"Me too..."
"wh-what...?"
He brings his face closer to mine...I can feel his breath...the air coming out of his mouth...my heart starts to race immediately...I feel butterflies in my stomach...Is he going to kiss me? Is this really happening to me? Oh-My-God! Unconsciously I close my eyes to receive the long-awaited kiss...aaaaand....
Arm kisses my forehead.
"Good night, Macau!"
SERIOUSLY? Will it end like this?
"FUCK NO!"
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Arm's POV
The next thing I know, Macau is holding my face with one hand as he presses his lips to mine with determination.
I didn't have time for any reaction. I couldn't stop him.
It's noticeable that Macau is still innocent. He doesn't open his mouth to kiss. But he does kiss tenderly.
I feel his hands are cold... I feel the thudding of his heart as I hold the wrist of the hand that holds my face... these clues betray his nervousness.
I was suspicious of his feelings, but I didn't think he had the courage to reveal them someday. Just as he didn't do it directly to Dr. Top.
I pull his hand away from my face...and try to pull my lips away from his. He's embarrassed and looks down to avoid staring at me. He is silent.
I try to speak kindly. Young people get heartbroken very easily.
"Macau..." I stroke his head. "...what you think you feel for me is normal in your age...but be patient... you are such an awesome boy...you will find true love for someone your age soon."
"You don't need to do this..." Macau speaks calmly.
"Do what, Macau?" I keep stroking his head gently.
"Empathize with my feelings...explain why they aren't real...and give me hope for true love in the future..."
"..."
"I'm not experienced but I know how I feel about you, and I accept that you don't feel the same way about me. Just like you accept that P'Pete doesn't feel the same for you either. Like I said, I know what unrequited love is. I don't need you to like me. Please don't tell me to deny myself what I feel to make me feel better, because it won't change a thing. I apologize for kissing you. But I don't regret it."
"Macau..." I don't know what to say to him actually...it's just a youthful crush, isn't it?...but he is so sure about his feelings... and even willing to love alone...without asking anything in return...just like I used to feel about Pete.
"I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable, Arm." Macau begins to turn his body to the other side.
Without thinking, I don't let him turn.
"I was not uncomfortable..."
What is wrong with me? I know it's not right...but...I tilt my head towards his delicate face, and pull his chin towards mine.
His gaze is one of strangeness and apprehension. But he doesn't avoid me.
"Please don't do this because you pity me..." He whispers in a pleading tone...
"I don't."
When our lips touch, I feel his body shiver. I'm the one holding his face now... gently caressing his cheek. His face is hot.
I also feel my heart beat faster. His lips are so soft. Naturally our lips slowly part so that our tongues can touch. Gradually the tender kiss intensifies into a wet kiss. Breathing becomes more difficult.
My hand slips to his slim waist, bringing him closer to me as I feel his hand through my hair, helping to pull my head down to deepen our kiss. Macau no longer kisses me with insecurity, but with determination. I feel an electrical current pass through my body, like a spark igniting a dormant fire.
Suddenly reason comes back to my mind. We can not do that. It's not right. He's just a kid. And I'm his bodyguard.
I break the kiss. We're both panting. Macau opens his eyes looking at me confused.
"I'm sorry...Am I doing something wrong?"
His eyes are shining in the moonlight entering the boat.
"Do not apologize. It was my fault. We shouldn't do this...it's not right...I'm your bodyguard... you're young...like I said, you'll find..."
"You're not my bodyguard... and I'm not a kid anymore... If you don't like me and don't wanna it, that's fine, but you don't need to find excuses... not these ones at least..."
Indeed Macau is no longer a kid. He is a very handsome and attractive young man...with cute and adorable features. Macau has that cool vibe like Vegas, but in a more delicate way.
"Who said I don't want to...?! That's exactly the problem..." I look into his eyes...
"So...it's not a problem..." Macau smiles at me in a sexy and naughty way.
We kiss again...with much more intensity and desperation.
Macau has a slim body but very well defined. I can feel his muscles as my hand travels over his body.
At the same time I also notice that he puts one of his hands inside my shirt. His hand is no longer cold and shivering... it's hot and bold...running down my torso to below my waist. Soon he stands over me. Macau takes off his T-shirt quickly and starts unbuttoning my shirt. He straddles over me. He takes the lead in the caresses, kissing my neck, my collarbone, my chest...while his hand goes back to where it was before, approaching my core, taking advantage of the fact that I don't react for a while. Where is the insecure boy from minutes ago?
With his little fingers, he unbuttons my pants and tries to unzip them. The dominant way he acts betrays his intentions. These minor family brothers...they always want to be on top of others, don't they? But not with me, pretty boy... I won't give in to you.
I grab his wrists, preventing him from unzipping my zipper, and lift my torso, making him sit on top of me.
"I prefer like this." I smirk to him, touching his bottom lip with my thumb.
Macau looks at me confused and scared, which turns me on. I'm sure he's feeling how much my body is already reacting to him. But I'm also sure he didn't expect to be submissive to me.
I don't know how Pete handles Vegas...and I don't even want to know. But I know very well how I'm going to deal with Macau.
"Are you sure you want this? I tease him, whispering sensually in his ear as I squeeze his waist down, making him feel me even more. Are you sure you're ready for this?"
I feel his body tremble. His self-confidence is slowly giving way... Macau knows what I'm implying to do with him...he bites his lower lip and looks down...thinking.
"Uh...I...uh...I want it..." He looks up and stares into my eyes, as if regaining his self-confidence back. "I want to do this with you. And I don't care which way it is."
His daring and determination astonish me. Does he really like me that much? Or is he just a kid eager for his first time? Would it be fair for me to even question that? Macau challenged his own beloved brother to save me... he risked himself for me twice.
To live up to this feeling he has for me, whatever it is, I can only do one thing.
I take his face in my hands to speak gently.
"This is not the way I want it to happen. I'm sorry, Macau."
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Macau's POV
I put my T-shirt back on. I don't want to sound sexist...but I really wanted to cry like a girl being rejected when Arm said he didn't want me. I really wanted to cry my eyes out.
What's left to do at a time like this but cry? I felt my pride being mortally wounded.
Arm is being honest with me. I should appreciate that, right? But I don't! I would prefer him to lie to me right now! I know...I'm thinking like a loser. I will try not to be one.
"Okay..." I have nothing more to say... I look away from him and move to get up.
"Wait!"
"..."
Arm tightens his hands on my waist to keep me where I am, but I don't turn my face to him...I'm too embarrassed to face him. Please don't try to say anything nice to make me feel better...it will only make me feel like shit even more.
"I don't want your first time to be on the cold floor of a fishing boat deck."
"Hmn...thanks for the consideration, man..."
I give him a faint smile. I'm being ironic in case you haven't noticed, Arm! Argh! As I thought, you would try to come up with a nice excuse to reject me...
I try to get up again. But to my surprise, Arm doesn't let me go. He actually keeps me down, making me lie on his side, but with my back to him.
"That doesn't mean I can't help you try new things." He whispered in my ear in a very sexy voice.
OMG! Am I dreaming?
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Arm's POV
Rationally, I know I shouldn't be doing this. But I'm tired of being rational. I just want to feel things instead of ignoring my feelings.
I make Macau lie down next to me. I hug him from behind... while kissing his neck. He snuggles into my embrace. He turns his neck so we can kiss. I caress his face as I kiss him. He learns fast...soon our kiss deepens, and our tongues meet. I can taste his soft mouth once more as I feel my body react.
"I'll just make you feel good until you fall asleep, all right? We don't need to rush things..." I say to him between warm kisses.
He closes his eyes and nods, letting me take the lead.
I pull the plastic cover over us to protect him from the cold.
I rub myself against him as I kiss his neck. His head rests on my forearm while with the other hand I unzip his pants. I put my hand inside his pants, but over his boxers. I feel he is already hard. His body shudders as I stroke his core through his boxers.
"ah...Arm..."...he starts to moan with my caresses...I kiss him tenderly. He's so cute keeping his eyes closed...his cheeks get flushed. Macau is so young but so sexy. I continue caressing him without taking off his boxers as I press myself against him from behind. These two sensations cause him to start breathing more deeply. Seeing how excited he starts to get turns me on too, though I decide to hold back this time. I'm focused on making him feel good.
I pull the fabric away, and start to stroke his core. The touch of my hand on his skin makes Macau slightly arch his body in ecstasy. Wet kisses help to intensify the sensations.
I accelerate the vigorous movement without letting go of his mouth. His moans increase but are contained by our kisses.
Macau starts to twitch as the rhythm increases. With his hands he firmly holds my hair... my neck...
"You're feeling like losing control of yourself, aren't you?" I tease him "Don't hold it...come for me..." I whisper softly in his ear...which is enough to make him squirm more vigorously as he releases the milky liquid into my hand.
"I'm sorry, Arm...I..." Macau struggles to speak...trying to draw air into his lungs...
"Don't worry about it. I said I wanted you to feel good..." I land a small kiss on his lips. He threatens to open his eyes. "Sleep, okay?!"
"Thank you, Arm...but...and about you? I can ..."
A silence him with another kiss...
"We'll have time for that later..."
"REALLY?" Macau immediately turns to me and opens his eyes widely.
This kid is funny.
"I told you to close your eyes"
"Okay...good night..."
Then he opens one eye.
"Can I dream of you?"
"You can...good night, Macau. Sweet dreams..."
"Okay... .... ... can they be wet?"
"As you wish...now sleep."
Macau close both eyes but gives me a naughty and happy smile.
I kiss him one last time. He falls asleep.
I get up to wash my hands and clean him too.
I go back to lie down next to him under the plastic cover. I watch his face sleeping lividly.
I caress his cheek. I am fully aware of what I'm doing.
I know I'm signing another death sentence.
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Vegas' POV
"This boat sucks, Porsche! I said it would take all night for us to get to this island. The sun is already rising."
"Stop complaining! Do you want to wake up the whole island?"
"Shhh... look who is talking! Shup the hell up. There's a small boat docked there."
I point for two bodyguards to enter from one side of the boat. I enter from the front, holding my rifle. Porsche follows behind me. Apparently there isn't anyone.
I take two more steps inside the boat.
I jolt.
Are you kidding me???
"WTF IS THIS?!"
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