Chapter 4 (2/2)
As Naret observed the blood-soaked hands of Tin, an intensified aggression fueled his charge towards the adversary. Concern etched on his face, Naret swiftly questioned Tin about his well-being. Unfazed, Tin brushed off the injuries, conveying an indifferent stance toward wounds he deemed inconsequential in the grander scope of his experiences.
Seizing Tin's hand, Naret swiftly led them out of the warehouse. Before their departure, Naret in an eerily composed tone, issued an ominous directive: to eradicate everyone present. Hours later, upon their return home, Naret promptly guided Tin to the bedroom, driven by an urgency to tend to the injuries.
Delving into a first aid kit, Naret, drawing upon his criminal past, skillfully treated each of Tin's wounds. Intrigued by Tin's stoic endurance, Naret couldn't comprehend why there was no apparent sign of pain. As he gently questioned Tin about the origin of the marks on his back, Tin, with a subtle smile, attributed them solely to past missions. However, Naret sensed an underlying complexity beneath Tin's explanation.
Preparing to return the first aid kit, Naret found himself unexpectedly restrained by Tin. Tin's hand on Naret's waist, he leaned into Naret's chest. When Naret inquired about the marks on Tin's back, he was met with a simple yet enigmatic response — a testament to the multifaceted nature of Tin's transformation. In the quiet aftermath of their tumultuous night, the unspoken connection between Tin and Naret deepened, leaving traces of vulnerability amidst the shadows of their past.
As Naret lifted Tin's gaze, a gentle kiss marked the beginning of their intimate exchange. Tin responded, guiding Naret to rest on his thigh, their connection deepening with each tender touch. Breaking the intensity, Naret inquired with a serious tone, but Tin, ever enigmatic, responded with a teasing smile.
With a sensuous rhythm, Tin undressed Naret, exposing the canvas of his skin. Tin's lips traced every scar on Naret's chest, creating a symphony of shared vulnerability. In a dance of passion, Naret reciprocated, unveiling the tapestry of Tin's scars, his mouth exploring every mark etched on Tin's back and chest.
Amidst their shared moments, Tin's mind echoed with the reminder that departure loomed only a week away. The urgency to savor each passing second mingled with the growing intensity of their connection, creating an intimate interlude that both cherished, knowing the impending separation.