Sarit
I had let the words slip before I thought them through, looking up to see his shocked expression. I felt like teasing him a little, seeing him respond to me like this.
A hyped-up T-pop love song was playing in the background as a giggle slipped from my lips. I felt so happy and exuberant for some reason, what a strange feeling. I wanted to pull it closer to me and surround myself in the sensation for life.
He looked at me in surprise all the more as I smiled brightly at him, raising my arm to lightly touch his face.
I softened my smile as I looked at him, noting how the sun streamed across his features, bathing his skin in a warm glow. The sun reminded me of him, so bright and blazing and full of energy, so warm and welcoming. It seemed to create a new hue in his eyes, a red-deep brown that sparked like a blaze. I got lost in his face for a minute as I slid my finger along it, tracing his lips, his nose, his cheeks, his eyebrows.
He stayed silent, letting me trace and memorize each feeling of him beneath my fingertips, all while not letting go of his gaze.
It was uncertain how long we stayed like that; I felt like the entire world had frozen in time aside from us. Suddenly a brief thought formed in my mind. It was there for only a flicker, but I had thought it nonetheless.
I wanted us to be mated.
I gulped, trying to break the silence again. "Do you want me?" I flirted in my impish voice.
"Is that even a question? You know how badly I always crave every part of you. Down to even the way you eat makes me feel things," he responded, his tone lowering as he sized me up like a wolf ready to devour.
I felt my body heat up and do flip-flops as he gave me those eyes. I wished we could ignore everyone there and let him devour me right there on the table. It took all my self-control to pretend I didn't want him, but my pupils still dilated, making him narrow his eyes into an almost predatory smile.
Instead of thinking about how to diffuse the situation, I lit that match further, drifting my hands lower on his body and pausing to savor the way he reacted when I did it.
I nibbled my lip and leaned in until I was brushing his ear, whispering, "If you want me, then spend today thinking about everything you want to do to me, preparing everything, then at night come to the sea with me and teach me what it is to be claimed."
With my words, his eyes took me in with a dangerous glint. I knew I had hit the nerve that started to unwind him, and I freaking loved it. I let him watch me with that look in his eyes, imagining all kinds of scenarios of what he might do. I looked forward to everything. There wasn't one thing he could do to me that would make me fear him.
So I decided to make this a fun game. "Today, I am in a good mood," I started, letting him squeeze my thigh with a deeply possessive grip. I smirked and continued, "So since I'm in a good mood, I'll reward you. I'll be your good boy. If I fail, punish me."
The air around us got very intense; if anyone had chosen to stop by the empty restaurant, they would have found a heat there greater than the busy streets still in view from the wide-open walls.
I didn't care though. My only focus was Chada and stoking this fire further until it burned me. He nearly dug his nails into me as he suppressed urges that threatened to burst at any moment. I relished the feeling as he said, "Oh? And how will you be good? I'm very hard to please. Do you just want to be punished?" The last part came out hushed, only for my ears.
I responded by deepening my flirtation, saying, "I'll do everything you say. Everything, for the entire day. Also, yes, maybe I do." I flicked his chin as I said it, knowing I was doing something akin to waking a beast.
We got up and enjoyed the day mostly as normal. Occasionally he would stop somewhere and buy something, then hide it in a bag, telling me to wait until night. We were grabbing a quick dinner when he told me, "Sit on my lap."
I eyed his parents in suspicion but did so boldly anyway. I felt no need for shame, and his family just smiled at me as if this was delightful to watch unfold.
Dite sat there sipping her tea as she watched us. "This is like a BL drama."
My eyes lit up. "You watch BL too?!" She nodded in reply. "Oh, something you enjoy? Omg finally something we can bond over. Do you want to watch some new dramas I have in my subscriptions sometime? We can make it fun," she offered enthusiastically.
I nodded, "Yes, yes! I really do!"
Suddenly the table erupted with laughter. "Oh, I haven't seen you this enthusiastic before, son," his mom commented, a happy look warming her face. I felt a little funny being called son, but strangely I didn't mind it. Chada's father piped up, "Would you like us to buy as many subscriptions as possible so you can watch tons of BL?"
Chada laughed, pulling me so that my back was against his chest. "They're going to spoil you," he whispered into my ear, letting his breath tickle my senses.
"Still, not as much as I am going to do to you tonight."