After 3 hours of sleep they were back it at it again, Ran was already worn out and he even passed out a few times but Nat seemed like he wasn't going to be done any time soon.
Every time Nat thrusted into him his mind went blank, the pleasure and the pain was to overwhelming. "P'Nat I'm thirsty." Ran muttered his voice rasped, Nat grabbed a glass of water off the lamp stand beside the bed drank the water and kissed him.
As Ran finished drinking Nat continued moving his pace faster then the other.
"What day is it?" Ran thought as he glanced over at the window where the afternoon light was beaming through.
"Focus on me, I'm right here!" Nat said turning his head and kissed him, "Aagh!" Ran moaned as Nat knotted him again, he clung into his trying to catch his breath "P'Nat!" He cried.
"It's okay baby, it'll feel better any time soon." He reassured him as he kissed his eyes.
Ran felt another wave of pleasure, his toes curling as his legs shook, he moaned loudly as he felt the knot tighten inside him and felt Nat cumming.
Ran could feel his vision go hazy, his body was weak and his throat dry, he was losing his grip and felt his arms fall back onto the bed.
Nat saw this and panicked, he quickly sat up and gently held him.
Nat took his hand and caressed his cheeks, Ran looked at him in the eye.
He wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat,
'I want to be with you forever.'
But he couldn't, it would be foolish of him to say that now.
Instead he kissed him on the forehead.
Ran couldn't take it anymore and fell asleep,
He slept peacefully in his arms.
_But if we stay together for eternity, will you love me even when my heart is broken and tattered?_
Ran woke up feeling sore all over, his whole body ached.
He felt a warmth against his chest, and realized it was Nat who was sleeping beside him. Ran's eyes fluttered open, still groggy from the deep sleep he'd fallen into. The warmth of Nat's body against his was comforting, he let out a giggle as he stared at Nat peacefully sleeping.
"You naughty alpha, how can you sleep peacefully after keeping me up all night." He said pinching his nose slightly.
Nat stirred slightly at the touch, his brows furrowing as he murmured in his sleep. Ran couldn't help but smile, his heart feeling lighter in that moment. He couldn't recall the last time he'd felt so calm, so at ease. Despite everything that had happened, this—right here, with Nat by his side—felt right.
He brushed a strand of hair away from Nat's forehead, his fingers lingering for a moment longer than necessary. "You're lucky you're cute, or I'd never forgive you," Ran muttered playfully under his breath.
Nat shifted again, his eyes slowly opening. For a moment, he blinked in confusion, clearly trying to piece together where he was. When his gaze finally settled on Ran, a soft smile spread across his face, though it was a bit groggy.
"What time is it?" Nat asked, his voice thick with sleep.
"Late enough," Ran teased, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "You know, I'm starting to think you're secretly an energy vampire. How do you manage to sleep so deeply after everything that happened?"
Nat chuckled weakly, though his smile was still tinged with exhaustion. "I don't know… guess I just needed the rest."
Ran nodded, his expression softening. He could tell Nat was still recovering, both physically and emotionally, but there was something comforting about being here with him, in this space they had built together.
Nat's gaze lingered on Ran's body for a moment longer, his heart tightening with a mix of guilt and concern. The marks were evidence of how intense their connection had been, but Nat couldn't help but wonder if he'd caused Ran too much pain in the heat of his rut.
"I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" Nat asked, his voice soft and hesitant, as if afraid of the answer.
Ran gave a small laugh, reaching out to gently place his hand on Nat's cheek, the warmth of his touch grounding Nat in the moment. "You didn't hurt me, Nat," he said with a reassuring smile. "I'm more than fine. If anything, it's just a reminder of how much you needed me, and that's more than okay."
Nat let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding, relieved, though a small part of him still felt uneasy. "I don't want to hurt you again… not like that," he murmured, his eyes searching Ran's face for any signs of discomfort.
Ran stroked his thumb along Nat's cheek, his gaze tender and understanding. "Nat, we're both adults. We were both in it together, and I wanted to be with you just as much as you wanted to be with me. Those marks? They're not something I regret." He chuckled softly. "I kind of like them, actually."
Nat blinked, a bit taken aback by Ran's words, but then a small smile crept onto his face. "You're crazy," he muttered, shaking his head.
"Crazy for you." Ran chuckled giving him a peck on his lips, Nat's grip around his waist got tighter as he pulled him closer. "Want to go for another round?" Nat teased.
"Definitely not, you're not killing me today!" Ran laughed as he pushed back, as Nat watched Ran laugh he couldn't help but feel butterflies in his stomach. He felt a warmth in his heart that he hasn't felt in a while.
"Let's be together." Nat blurted out catching Ran off guard, Ran nervously chuckled slapping Nat's shoulder "we are together stupid."
"No, I mean I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I want to be your Alpha, and spend everyday with you." He stated.
"Are you joking with me right now?" Ran questioned, Nat shook his head his expression serious. "You want me, Niran Tharaporn to be your boyfriend?!"
Nat smiled and nodded
Ran's eyes widened, his mouth opening and closing as he struggled to process what Nat had just said. His heart pounded in his chest, disbelief and joy swirling together into something overwhelming.
"You're… serious?" Ran whispered, his voice trembling just slightly.
Nat gently cupped Ran's face, his thumb brushing against his cheek. "I've never been more serious about anything in my life. I want you, Ran. Not just now, not just because of what we've been through—I want you forever."
Ran's breath hitched, tears pricking the corners of his eyes as he searched Nat's gaze for any sign of hesitation—but there was none. Only warmth, sincerity, and that steady, unyielding love Nat seemed to carry even when he didn't know how to express it.
"I… I thought you'd never want something like this." Ran's voice broke, his walls crumbling in front of the only person he'd ever truly let in. "You always push people away…"
"I was scared," Nat admitted, his tone soft but firm. "I didn't think I deserved this… deserved you. But being with you, seeing how much you care… I don't want to waste another second pretending I don't need you."
Ran let out a shaky laugh, tears spilling over as he threw his arms around Nat's neck, holding him as tightly as he could. "You idiot… You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to say that."
Nat smiled against his shoulder, his arms wrapping securely around Ran's waist. He pressed a gentle kiss to Ran's temple, breathing him in, grounding himself in this moment.
"So… is that a yes?" Nat teased, his voice warm and hopeful.
Ran pulled back just enough to look him in the eye, his expression glowing with happiness. "Of course, it's a yes. It's always been you."
Before Nat could respond, Ran captured his lips in a deep, loving kiss, pouring every ounce of emotion he'd held back for so long into it. The world outside seemed to vanish, leaving only the two of them—finally together, finally where they were meant to be.
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Outside the art studio:
"It's been three days since they have been up there, I have to go check on Ran!" Arisa protested as Sang blocked the door way.
"I can assure you that the young master is fine, so please respect their privacy." Sang told her, "Aren't you you his body guard, aren't you supposed to be checking if his fine." She replied.
"I've checked on them, they are fine so please rest assured Khun Arisa." He added.
"You are so useless!" She exclaimed as she walked away back into the main house.
As Arisa stormed off, Sang let out a quiet sigh of relief, grateful that she hadn't pushed further. Guarding the art studio door had been challenging, especially with Arisa's fiery temper and sharp tongue. But he understood the importance of giving Nat and Ran their space—they needed time to recover and rebuild after everything they had endured.
He glanced at the closed door one more time, his expression softening. He could sense that things were different now, calmer and more peaceful. Whatever storm they had faced together seemed to have passed, leaving something stronger in its place.
Just as he turned to resume his post, Akara approached from the main path with his hands casually tucked into his pockets. "Still keeping watch?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Sang nodded. "It's my duty."
Akara chuckled. "You're more loyal than half the staff combined." He paused, studying Sang's serious expression. "You know… they're lucky to have you looking out for them."
Sang offered a small, rare smile. "They're family. That's what we do."
Akara patted his shoulder, his grin widening. "Well, don't forget to take care of yourself too. Even guards need breaks."
TBC