As he expected, Serra did take Krist to the capital with her. This resulted to loud rumors about the two's closeness and Singto's inability to make the younger male happy.
This also made everyone question his genuine interest towards his fiancé. As well as his ability to have the crown.
In the middle of all these controversies, Singto remained impassive. He'd stay inside his office and finish almost two year's worth of paperworks. Tay and Kao would bring sweets for him as well as stay with him for hours but not a word about how he feels was shared.
His parents sat with him and sincerely apologized because they weren't able to stop his sister and his fiancé from going out and cause the rumors.
Still, Singto kept his silence.
For three straight family dinners, he never made a sound. No matter how riled up he was with Serra's subtle disrespect from time to time with her thoughtless words, he never faltered.
He refused to show how affected he was.
He refused to show his hurt he was.
But during the night, after dinner, when everyone's asleep and no soul can be seen in his room except for him and his fiancé, Singto would show a glimpse of his emotions to Krist who never ceased to visit him.
Anger, jealousy and pain like no other made him want to simply drive the younger male away. The only thing keeping him from doing so was the reality that Krist would end up in Serra's room like he suggested nights ago.
Singto might be a second choice in the morning but at least at night, he's the first.
Kneeling between Krist's white thighs, he tried to disregard all thoughts about his sister and the younger male. He badly wanted to focus on this borrowed time with his fiancé.
Holding him like this wouldn't last long.
"Hold tight." He guided Krist to hold unto his back as he raised the other's thighs to deepen his thrusts.
The need to leave marks and make Krist realize something happened between them tonight evilly whispered in his head. Such unblemished skin would look absolutely perfect with handprints and hickies. Nibbling on Krist's inner thigh, Singto fought off such ideas.
"Haaaaa ahhhh ahhh. . . "
The loud moan was coupled by the younger male's writhing body below him. As if to tease him further, Singto raised a leg higher and sucked a toe while plunging his cock faster in the hot cavern which enveloped him in its wet warmth hungrily
"Ahhhh aaaahhh nnnghhhhmnm hhhaaa ahh!"
He could feel sharp nails tear the skin of his back but he didn't slow down. Nor did he stop going deeper with each thrust. Krist had his eyes closed as he threw his head back in wanton abandon each time he entered his spasming channel. Bending down, he licked the drool on his fiancés neck all the way up to his lips before they once again engaged in a ravenous kiss.
Soft gasps and moans were breathed intermittently by the younger male each time he could amidst the tangle of lips and tongue. It was dirty. . .and hot. Singto's tongue would relentlessly plunder the delicious feast offered to him and Krist would return the favor by fervently answering each lick of his tongue with another, each suckle with one of his own.
"Nnngghhh aaahhh haaaa ahhh yaaassss ahhh haaaa ahhhh fuck me dddeeeper... Sing aahhhh SSSSIIINNGGG. . . good . . .ahhh. . fuck ahhhhh ah ahh ahh Fuck yes!"
Driven by lust, his thrusts became impatient and unrhythmic. Growls of appreciation from him answered Krist's lusty calls. Lips barely separating, both of them tangled and wrestled while sharing wet kisses and breathless gasps.
Singto felt his eyes sting. It was no time for him to be emotional but he couldn't help himself. As his body was boiling with lust, his heart ached.
Why can't they be like this when Krist is fully conscious?
Flushed as prettily as the sky when the sun sets, the object of his unrequited love tightly held unto him as they moved together. His name, 'Singto', repeatedly being called out in a whiny yet loving voice.
Sharp nails digging on Singto's back, Krist spurted on their stomach. With the warm channel tightening even further, he followed in a split second with a guttural groan.
Exhausted, Krist limply laid on the bed. Breathing erratic. When he pulled away post-orgasm, the younger male opened his eyes
The sky was starting to light up outside. In a few minutes, Krist would wear his clothes like nothing happened, go back to his room and they'll greet each other coldly during breakfast.
The night of them being lovers forgotten.
He's tired of this.
The ache in his chest is eating him inside out. To say that he'll die of heartache will not be a lie anytime soon into the future if this continues.
Eyes staring vacantly outside his window, Singto said; "I'll end our engagement so you can be with Serra. I've already made arrangements and I'm sure our parents will understand. Next time, you should go to her, your fiancé."
When Kao stumbled while running to catch Pete, Singto couldn't hold back his laughter. Watching a grown man roll on the grass in hopes to get his footing was too hilarious even for a broken-hearted sob like him.
"Pete!"
Instead of helping his boyfriend, his cousin continued running back to the palace. Who knew what Kao is going to do to him?
"Singto!" Kao shouted.
Still laughing, Singto went ahead and offered a hand so Kao can get up from the muddy bed, once their garden, he was rolling on. "The gardener will not be pleased."
His chuckling comment did not sound well to the fair male. And so, he was dragged down the mud instead before he could haul Kao up.
"Shit! Kao!"
"You think it's funny, huh!" Dirty hands rubbed his face, neck and chest.
"Stop it!"
When his friend didn't heed his order/plea, a mini wrestle on the ground took place. Laughter and playful growls were shared. Tickling Kao on his sides while the other tried to pin him down and stop his hands, Singto's focus was solely on his playmate. The drizzle turned into a full blown rain but neither he nor Kao wanted to concede defeat. They didn't even notice the change of the weather.
After a few minutes of a tiresome wrestle, they both fell on their back-companionably huffing under the rain.
"I'm glad I was able to hear you laugh again. Pete and I . . . we were worried about you. The thing about Serra and Krist, we know we can't help much. Watching you work all day long in that office of yours. . . we don't want you to be like this."
Looking at his friend beside him, Singto smiled. A genuine one.
Something he hasn't done in weeks.
"You don't need to worry this much. Dropping by everyday to check on me is not healthy for your relationship. Pete might get jealous. Have you forgotten about the fight you had because of me?"
"He's also worried about you! That fight was pure nonsense anyway."
Singto chuckled when he heard Kao's childish whining. Today's walk in the garden was definitely a great stress reliever!
"What the hell are you two doing?!"
Both Singto and Kao dumbly stared at Krist for a couple of seconds before they looked at each other.
"You're dirty, Singto. Let's go back inside so you can take a hot shower. Pete's on his way for Kao." Krist handed him a small umbrella.
The prince couldn't help but frown at his fiancé. Why is the younger male here? Wasn't he drinking tea with Serra?
"The rain is getting harder. I'm not going to stand here forever." The younger male unhappily pouted.
Again, Krist handed him the small umbrella. He took it even though he was still disoriented with his fiancés sudden appearance.
"Let's go." Krist offered him a hand.
Bedazzled, Singto took it carelessly without a care for his dirty ones. When he was up, his body froze next to Krist's and neither shared a word. Neither took their eyes off each other until Kao's sneeze broke their moment.
Startled, Krist almost jumped. He on the other hand helped his friend up. Without any second thoughts, Singto handed the umbrella given to him by the former to Kao.
"How about you?" Kao asked.
"Worry about yourself, dumbass." He flicked his friend's forehead.
Another chuckle came from him when Kao pouted and rubbed his forehead while glaring at him.
"Ahem!" Krist's disrespectful cough butted in. "We should go back before the rain becomes heavier and you catch a cold."
The umbrella Krist was holding was slightly bigger than the one Kao had but Singto squeezed in with the latter while following behind his fiancé who appeared to be angry the entire way. Luckily, Pete met them halfway with another umbrella which he gave to Singto.
The palace maids immediately fussed over them when they were seen. A few seconds inside the palace, a loud bang resounded when Krist wordlessly left.
Singto could only silently sigh. Just a few minutes of kindness towards him drained his finance's goodwill.
There's really no hope for them.
None at all.
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