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Rain is madly in love with Sky. He isn’t quite ready to confess it; all of this is still so new. And a little strange. But mostly just exciting and new and fresh. Rain went from having feelings for Sky he didn’t want to acknowledge, to falling in love with Phayu, to being told that Rain acknowledging his love for Sky and falling in love with Prapai would be welcome as well.
And so it's strange. But it feels right; at least part of all the roaming thoughts in Rain's head have been settled and soothed as though his thoughts were wild horses learning to lick sugar from a trusted palm.
Never having quite been a wild horse, Sky had still been someone needing settling. Sky taught Rain that soothing someone else could bring calm to Rain himself. Sky was a boy who didn't seem to want to look Rain head on when they first met, but held out his palm and showed Rain a little paper frog he made, and told Rain his favorite fruit is strawberry, and Rain had thought about Sky a lot that night after freshman orientation. He thought about how to give Sky comfort, and peace. Even thought about how to bring him a little joy, if he could.
If Rain's honest, he's about Sky every day ever since that orientation, even when they were just friends. Not that 'just friends' ever really existed; for much longer than not, Rain has felt like Sky is one of the things that fit into a place in Rain's life that was previously missing substance and soul. Just like Phayu was one of Rain's missing pieces, just in a slightly different flavor.
Rain wants to lick up all the flavors of his loves, have Phayu's and Sky's and Prapai's dripping out of a mouth that can't contain them. He wants to tell Sky that, but that will come later when all this isn't quite so new. When the novelty of them kissing each other blends into the confident comfort of being able to do so whenever they want.
"Ai Rain…"
Rain turns from the textbook he's held in his glazed stare as his thoughts have tumbled over Sky, blinking as Sky smirks at him and opens his mouth expectedly. Rain grins back and grabs a strawberry from the container he brought over, lush red flesh shining under the lamplight from Sky's desk. He holds it in his fingers up to Sky's lips, and Rain can't help but stare as Sky's tongue wraps around the fruit before he draws it in between his lips.
When he and Rain were just friends, Sky would not have intentionally held Rain's gaze while he slowly chewed. He wouldn't have even taken a piece of fruit from Rain's hand directly; Sky would have just reached over and got the berry himself, or even gone without if he didn't feel like bothering anyone to ask them to pass the container.
But then again, Sky has always been a little different with Rain than he's been with anyone else. A little gentler and softer in the quietly prickly way he has, a little more quick to smile at Rain even when he's feeling as exasperated as everyone else.
Maybe he would have always taken the strawberry from Rain's fingers, actually. Just like Rain knows now for sure that his heart would have always done the thing it's doing now, pounding just a bit faster as Sky runs his tongue over his lips and then opens his mouth again expectantly, his eyes on Rain's.
"It feels like Phuket," Rain muses, trying to pass it off as a joke but his voice is just tad too breathy to sound casual. Sky in the swimming pool with Rain, their arms and legs entwined in the water gilded by sunset as their boyfriends watched.
"I've got you, my Rain," Sky had whispered, his wet hair pressed against Rain's forehead and his hands on the small of Rain's back. Sky's hot words and Phayu's approving eyes and Prapai's encouraging smirk had lead to fruit being pressed between lips, and climaxes moaned through walls.
In Phuket, Rain had known he needed what he has now: all of them. Especially Sky. Never not Sky.
Said boy, not wet with gold-lit water but with a old t-shirt stretched as to show Rain glimpses of his collarbone and even a peek of shoulder, smiles at Rain.
"That was a good trip."
This time when Rain passes the strawberry into Sky's open mouth, he keeps going. Lets his fingertips brush over Sky's lips, and feels his cock stir when Sky wastes no time in curling his tongue under Rain's middle finger to coax it in. Sky tucks the strawberry into the side of his cheek, and it would look ludicrous but he's sucking on Rain's finger and staring at him in a way that enlightens Rain.
They're going to fuck. They have before, a couple times; it's not exactly new. All four of them have given each other the green light for anything to happen if it's just Prapai and Phayu, or Rain and Sky. But until now, Sky and Rain haven't had sex without Phayu and Prapai in the room with them.
Until now, because the realization Rain has as his free hand drifts to the tease of collarbone he's been eyeing all evening is that Sky is just as ready for it to be just the two of them as Rain is.
Sky releases Rain's finger slowly, pulls Rain's wrist to draw it out until it's freed with an almost silent pop, and Rain feels a little dizzy with how wet it looks while Sky smirks at him and finally eats the strawberry.
Sky either doesnt know how sexy he is and this is all just coincidental the way he makes Rain's blood race, or else he knows exactly how sexy he is and he's intentionally driving Rain crazy.
Rain swallows, opens his mouth to say something, but the only thing that will fall out of his throat right now is pleaseSkypleaseSkypleaseSky and he doesn't know if it's his directive or his plea.
When Rain closes his mouth without saying anything, Sky laughs lightly.
"You've been quiet all night, Ai Rain. Wonder what would get you talking a mile a minute like usual," Sky teases, and that damn smirk makes Rain know it's the latter, that Sky is intentionally stirring him up.
And Sky knows better than anyone, other than Phayu and Prapai, that a stirred up Rain speaks whatever comes to mind first.
"Getting you in bed all to myself, Ai Sky."
Sky bites his lip, and Rain sees the subtle bravado slip into something that mirrors his own feelings. Sky's eyes are still dark and looking at Rain in a way that makes his skin tingle, but Rain see the same thoughts in them that he knows he has when Sky is on his mind.
Can I really have him?
This time Rain doesn't use his fingers to feed Sky the strawberry. He picks one up and wraps his lips around it, letting his eyelids flutter to half-closed the way he does to make Phayu swallow and look at him a bit more intensely. Sky does the same thing Phayu does. Rain subconsciously knows Sky's always done this same thing: let his gaze travel all over Rain's face and neck and shoulders as though he can't decide how he wants to ruin Rain, but just knows he needs to.
Sky grips Rain's face and holds it between a grasp stronger than any he's held Rain with before. The strawberry disappears between them, half in Rain's mouth and half in Sky's as they taste each other over the notes of the tang of fruit, until Sky - fastidiously clean, meticulously neat Sky - breaks away and grabs the strawberry to toss it on the floor so that nothing can be between his tongue and Rain's, juice streaking the scuffed tile.
Rain hasn't kissed very many people at all, and until he kissed Phayu he had never really kissed in the way that makes him fuzzy in the head, bleary-eyed and so hard it hurts within a matter of a few intense minutes. Sky kisses him like that, that syrup-coated bliss sweeping through Rain's body, making him feel a bit too heavy even as Sky pulls Rain on top of him on the sofa so they can grind against each other.
It's not enough. Not after years of Sky showing Rain all the glimpses of softness under the stoic exterior. Years of Sky reading Rain and learning what calms him, when he needs strict discipline and when he needs to spiral into exhaustion. And the last year, the year they started kissing each other and each other's boyfriends and it all just felt so fucking right that Rain still can't believe it.
He opens his eyes as he pulls away, his lips puffy because Sky has been sucking them and Sky's own lips are slick with their shared saliva. Rain moans and licks over it, his arousal stampeding ahead of his usually careful treatment of Sky. He freezes for a second and stops when he realizes he didn't ask permission, and that second is all it takes for Sky to put a hand on the side of Rain's neck, silently soothing him.
Silently commanding him.
"Look at me," Sky says quietly when Rain's eyes slip away in regret, and Rain forces himself to look at Sky's face, drinking in the flush in his cheeks and how it looks so different now because they are alone and Rain is the sole cause of it.
"Didn't… just wanna make sure I don't do anything wrong," Rain explains, feeling a bit foolish as he mumbles. Though it's not anywhere near what he means-
wanna make sure you feel so good, wanna make sure I deserve you, wanna make sure you never ever regret this me us
-he can tell Sky gets it based on the way Sky grabs his cheeks again and presses his forehead against Rain's so they can close their eyes and just exist in the space of their shared breath. Just like they did in the pool in Phuket, and just like they did the night after Gun returned, and just like they've done dozens of times since they were just friends and the grounding gesture worked to weave calmness into both of them.
"You do everything right, Rain. Especially this."
It's the entirely perfect thing to say, and Rain surges forward to kiss Sky in gratitude, feeling more certain now that at the end of tonight, Sky will feel that it is all still so correct. Because Rain knows it is too, in the deepest hollows of all his bone, and in every fiber of heart muscle that squeezes when Sky moans onto Rain's tongue.
Sky has always remarked with a certain sort of affection and approval that Phayu has brought out the confidence in Rain. But as he and Sky get off the sofa, kissing even more recklessly now as they pull each other into Sky's bedroom, Rain feels all the confidence Sky has imbued him with as well. He feels it when Sky tells Rain to strip and Rain does without a moment's hesitation, preening under the way Sky's eyes drink in all of Rain's naked body the way they did the first time he saw Rain bared for him.
And there's nothing but confidence when Sky commands Rain to strip him next, and Rain does it with the sort of patience and reverence he didn't know he had within him until people who love him showed it to him.
Rain lays Sky out on his bed, crisp navy blue sheets framing his skin and his black hair shining from the light of the single lamp turned on. He looks like artwork, and under Rain's stare Sky unfolds and blossoms, unsure for the first few seconds with such an open appraisal and then sinking into the loving hunger it conveys.
“Rain…”
Rain thinks Sky is so pretty. He’s all long limbs, and smooth skin. Even where there are scars, the ones Rain doesn’t look at because he knows Sky doesn’t want him to, Sky is lovely to look at and touch.
Rain meets Sky’s eyes, and there’s a look he’s never seen in them before. One that is asking Rain please, and it looks happy and full of want and need and wonder. Rain whimpers at how open Sky’s gaze is, and he feels a little undeserving of such a look but he pushes past it because it’s his Sky giving it and Rain will do his damnedest to keep Sky looking at him like that.
“I’m going to kiss you,” Rain says, the statement sounding a bit silly considering they’ve already kissed so much and Rain's cock is pressed against Sky's thigh as Rain kneels beside him. But Sky just bites his lips and nods, his eyes going a half shade darker, and Rain can’t stand to not be kissing Sky anymore. He slots himself in between Sky’s legs, both of them groaning into the kiss as they can feel how hard they both are now.
“Rain… please. Need you…” Sky pants, his fingers twisting in Rain’s hair so hard that it hurts. But it hurts so good and Rain wants this pain from the men he loves. Phayu, and now Sky, and Prapai soon. The strong grips and grasping fingers that tell Rain he is wanted. He is desired.
That he’s trusted and he’s loved.
“Pull harder,” Rain whispers. He wants Sky to control him, more than anything right now. All Rain wants is to be at the mercy of whatever whims Sky wants to have fulfilled.
Sky bites his lip and his eyes are like tiger's eye with the flashes of amber in the darker brown as he takes in Rain, studying him holding himself above Sky on shaky arms, and Sky re-clenches his fingers tighter in Rain's hair.
"Fuck me, Rain."
It's not expected; the two times they've been together with Prapai and Phayu, Sky has been inside Rain and it was divine. Rain knows nothing has to be fixed, and it can change, but he still asks with a groan as Sky tugs on his hair and pulls him down so that Rain can lick a strip up the side of Sky's throat.
"Are you sure, Sky?"
Sky smiles, full of the same sort of exasperated affection that he usually smiles at Rain with, and pulls Rain's hair so hard that it makes Rain's cock begin to drip pre-cum.
"My silly puppy… of course I'm sure. Want you inside me, Rain. Want it so much."
"I've wanted it too," Rain confesses with a gasp, burying his face into Sky's shoulder and reaching down, fingers gentle along the slopes and plans of Sky's chest and abs. Rain makes a noise when his hand brushes against Sky's cock, and Sky turns Rain's head with another tug in his hair that makes Rain's scalp sing fire.
"Then take it. I want you to take it, Rain."
Through the scrape of Sky's teeth over his bottom lip and the erupting sensation of them closing their hands around each other's cocks to begin a frenzied pace, Rain thinks dimly of how he used to imagine his first time alone with Sky. He had always imagined it as soft and sweet, exceedingly gentle and maybe even a little too slow, both of them a bit shy even though they also both were all in on each other.
This is different. Better. This is Rain letting Sky devour his mouth in possessive kisses, and Rain arching as Sky bullies at Rain's weeping slit with a the sharp edge of a nail. It's being rough in how Rain spills half the small bottle of lube over his hand and Sky's groin and feels those same sharp nails ignite a path of fireworks down his back as he fingers Sky open, Sky demanding it to be harder, faster.
Rain didn't expect passion with Sky, not the type that's loud and ferocious as it tears at both of them the same way Sky's teeth are tearing at Rain's shoulder when Rain sinks into him. But this is the type they discover, Rain desperate to find his rhythm in all the tight warmth of Sky's silken body, Sky just as desperate in the way he digs his nails in and wraps his thighs up around Rain's ribs.
"So good. So fucking good," Rain moans, but it's far better than good. His insides twist as his arousal wounds around itself, and he tries not to think about how Sky grips his own thigh and holds it hold so Rain's cock can get so deep inside Sky. So Rain can be inside Sky. Inside his Sky. Skyskysky…
"Yes," is all Sky gasps in response, his brow furrowed and his mouth falling open as Rain tries to remember how to angle his hips and then strikes true. Rain doesn't know if Sky ever envisioned this: Rain pumping into Sky's hole with sharp, fast thrusts while both of them claw at each other and lick over each other's lips in a messy semblance of kissing, uncoordinated but not as Sky meets Rain's thrusts and then demands more.
Even though Rain never imagined it like this, he's never, ever not going to want it over and over again. It was like this with Phayu. It's like this with Sky, and he knows it will be like this with Prapai, too. Searing, all-consuming knowledge that Sky, panting and swearing and rough and beautiful and perfect Sky, belongs to Rain in a way Rain has always belonged to him.
They met with sugar on their palms, reaching out because they could see how desperate the other person was to lick it up and find love in the grains. It was always between them.
"Sky… my Sky…" Rain is dizzy, cognizant of little other than his emotions whirling in an explosive kaleidoscope with his impending orgasm making each and every piece of him catch the light. "Love you, my Sky. So much."
Sky doesn't answer with words. He moans and turns abruptly, flipping both of them and making Rain cry out with the sudden separation of their bodies, almost as bad as heartbreak. But then Sky is straddling him, a firm hold around the front of Rain's throat as he sinks back down and reclaims Rain's cock.
"You…" Sky is stunning as he spreads out above Rain, rolling his hips as smoothly as all of Rain's love for Sky rolls out to the edges of the horizon in Rain's mind. "Love you, too. Always have. Hold me, Rain."
Rain's hands lock around Sky's waist, feeling every ripple of muscle under his hot skin and gripping Sky more lightly than Sky's gripping Rain's neck. This time it's Rain who says "More" and Sky is the one who complies, his fingers tightening and his hips slamming down into Rain with a ferocity that speaks to the aches they'll both have later.
Ones they'll adore and blush over, ones that they will feel in the warm heat they look at each other with and have looked at each other with for too long to properly remember. Since before Phuket, since before Gun's return. Maybe even before they clutched at each other in a hallway at university, calming each other's wildness and soothing over the panic with overlapping breaths.
"Gonna cum," Sky gasps, and Rain just moans and nods in response, the image of Sky reaching towards his climax by riding Rain hard enough to bruise one that Rain wants to paint a picture of. Sky keeps his hand on Rain's throat, making Rain's own orgasm begin to rise to surface, and his other hand reaches for himself. Sky has dripped all over Rain's stomach, and it only takes a few quick, harsh strokes for Sky to clench down and squeeze Rain's cock and neck in tandem as Sky cums over Rain's abs.
It is better than anything Rain has ever allowed his imagination to conjure when it roams wild with wondering, and both of his hands clamp over both of Sky's so he can feel his own pulse in his throat and Sky's pulse in his still-twitching cock as Rain cums as well, his hips arcing up to get as deep into Sky as possible.
They didn't talk about it and Rain didn't ask to cum inside Sky raw, but it is right because Sky moans and bears down, rocking to help milk Rain's orgasm to its last possible drop inside his body.
All of it, and them, and everything between them and Prapai and Phayu is utterly, perfect right.
They stay locked against each other for a couple moments. Long enough that Sky's cum cools on Rain's skin and Rain slips out of Sky's body completely soft as his own release seeps over him, both of them whining under their breaths because they both want it to stay inside Sky. Hands are gently removed, lingering only because it's impossible not to want to keep touching each other even now. Especially now.
My favorite fruit is strawberry. Freshman orientation, the end of a long day, Sky's eyes shaded and guarded even as he gave Rain a little paper folded into the shape of a frog and with it, unbeknownst to either of them, also gave Rain a little piece of his heart that Rain has kept ever since.
They tamed each other, soothing anything unsettled even as they let each other stil run wild and free. Rain crushes Sky to him in a hug, Sky laughing breathlessly as he returns the embrace.
"My favorite fruit is strawberry, too," Rain says, and it doesn't make sense. No one but him would remember why he's saying it now, with pale berry-colored fingerprints dotting his throat.
No one but Sky, who smiles like the sun breaking through clouds and kisses Rain, sugar sweet.
"My favorite, too," Sky says, and not only does Rain know that Sky's not just talking about fruit, and not only does Rain know that Sky also remembers everything.
Rain knows that Sky has felt it all along, too.