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Payu turned to look at the scattered costume bits and discarded rope from their scene and moved to clean them up, but paused as Rain clung to his chest and nuzzled him again. Sighing, but looking at his boyfriend fondly, Payu stroked Rain's hair.

"Are you not letting go?"

"Nuh uh." Rain threw his leg over Payu's waist and clung tighter.

Payu paused to observe Rain properly. All restraints had been untied. His glass of juice was empty and on the bedside table. They hadn't played hard with anything that could cause welts or wounds and Payu would have noticed them after wiping the younger man down. Payu sighed and pulled Rain closer.

"What's wrong my good boy?" Payu tilted Rain's head up, but Rain's eyes remained closed.

"M'cold." Rain pressed every inch of his body that he could against Payu.

"Yeah?" Payu pulled the covers up higher to cover Rain's shoulders. "Is that better?"

"Mm..." Payu felt Rain relax in his arms. "Better..."

"Does my good boy need anything else?"

"Kiss?" Rain's eyes cracked open just a little and he puckered his lips just so.

Payu chuckled and pressed his lips to Rain's. "One kiss?"

"More."

Payu cupped the back of Rain's head and kissed him once more. "Two kisses?"

"More."

Payu sighed and began to press kisses all over Rain's face, causing him to sigh and finally ease into his own side of the bed. "There we go. My good boy just wanted more attention, huh?"

"Mmm." Rain then curled up, but it was with a smile. "Attention is good."

"Can I clean up the room now? Or will you help me tomorrow?"

Rain pulled at Payu again. "Sleep with me?"

"If you complain about helping me clean up tomorrow, you're going to be punished."

"I'll be good." Rain tugged a little harder on Payu's arm. "Please?"

"I'm going to hold you to that," Payu said as he lay back down and pulled Rain close again. "If you're naughty, we're going to do something different for punishment."

"No punish, I'm good boy." Rain pulled a hand out of the covers to wave it in the general direction of where his costume from the night's scene had been thrown. "M'gonna clean it in morning."

"You have pants," Tine announced after sitting at their dining table, taking in the view of Sarawat unceremoniously shoving laundry into the laundry machine.

"Yes."

"Clean pants even."

Sarawat opted to not reply this time in favor of filling the appropriate compartments with detergent and fabric softener.

"And I'm not complaining about the view, Ai Wat, but..." Tine tilted to the side to better observe his boyfriend's profile. "Why are you only in your boxers?"

Sarawat raised an eyebrow. "We're at home, tua woon wai. Who cares what I'm wearing?"

"Did you just walk around your family home in boxers?" Tine asked, face approaching scandalized.

"Even my dad did if we weren't having guests." Sarawat dodged the passing swipe Tine made at him as he walked by with their empty laundry basket only to grunt slightly at the slap to his ass. "I'm squeezing your chest twice as much tonight for that one."

"I'll never understand how your mother, a woman of such chic class and refinement, had you and your brother."

"Phukong was worse than me," Sarawat said as he sat down next to Tine. "Don't let him tell you otherwise."

Tine sighed. "At least cross your legs, everything is spilling out everywhere."

"We're at home." Sarawat repeated. "And you've literally seen everything that's spilling out plenty of times. You've even had it in your-"

"That's not the point." Tine flicked Sarawat's ear. "Yes, we're at home, yes I'm the only one here, yes I've seen your dick, but why are you in those boxers doing the laundry when you know we're about to go out for a date in twenty minutes?"

Sarawat leaned back in his chair to look at the kitchen clock. "Uhh...."

"Are you going to tell me you want to go on our date in your boxers and slippers?"

Sarawat looked at Tine from the corner of his eyes. "...No?"

"Are you going to get dressed?"

"...can I touch your chest first?"

Tine crossed his arms. "If I let you do that, we're not going to go on our date."

"...sex can be a date?"

"Hello auntie!" Pin said as he pulled his little basket along behind him. To make it easier, Pete had asked Duen who asked Bohn to help attach little wheels to it. The older wolf smiled as Pin drew closer. "Papa sent me to deliver this for you!" Pin removed a little package and handed it over. "He said he hopes it helps your grandpups grow big and strong!"

"How thoughtful! And how kind of you to bring it for me." The elder pet Pin's head and Pin preened under the attention. "Be a good boy and give this to your father for me." She produced a silvery shell and put it in Pin's basket. "And this is for you for being a kind delivery boy." She then handed Pin a small bundle. "I heard your father say you've taken to learning how to weave. These would be nice little things to attach to your creations."

"Thank you!" Pin gave a little bow, which the elder returned, before skipping away to his next delivery which happened to be for Can.

"Sorry little one," Can said as he accepted the package of sinew from Pin. "Tin and Tan are away, but I'll let him know you stopped by and wanted to play later. Tan was looking forward to playing tag again too."

"Thank you Uncle Can!"

"Who are you going to see next? I'll walk with you." Can offered his hand and Pin took it as they both began to walk away from Tin's den.

"Daddy asked me to see Uncle Yo and trade with him for some rosehips."

"Hmm... He should be back in the forest today if we're lucky. I don't think he's gone off to the humans to be with his mate yet."

Pin nodded. "Daddy said he hopes Uncle Yo doesn't make too many more seeds or the forest will be over run with roses."

Can laughed and it was his volume which alerted Yo to their presence.

"So loud so early," Yo complained, but greeted Pin with a hug regardless. "What brings you here today little wolf? Other than your father's concern for how many children I have."

"How many children do you have Uncle Yo?" Pin asked without blinking. "I haven't met any of them yet."

"You'll meet them soon. Right now they stay with their father with the humans. They'll be back for their lessons with me on the next moon."

Pin nodded before turning to his little basket and giving Yo a bunch of peaches. "Daddy says he hopes this is enough for some of your rosehips and maybe a dried rose or two."

"Well since he sent you along, I should be kind." Yo gave Pin a little package of rosehips and then produced three dried roses, perfectly dried with unbent stems and uncrushed petals. "These should do nicely for whatever he's planning. Although I doubt they'd cover up the smell of musty wolf after winter."

Pin pouted. "Uncle Yo! That's my papa!"

"Which is exactly why I said that." Yo gave Pin a noogie, which he protested. "Now off you go."

"Uncle Yo! So mean!"

Yo sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll give you a little treat, just for you." Yo produced a little jar. "This is rose jam made with sugar from my mate's human village and my rose petals. You can enjoy it by yourself, but don't eat too much at once or you'll feel sick."

Pin happily accepted the jar and skipped off. Can laughed again. "Pete's going to be so mad at you when Pin eats that whole thing and runs everywhere."

"He deserves it after thinking Pha and I could populate the whole forest in roses."

"You've been trying really damn hard," Can said thoughtfully. "Four little nymphs already. I'm surprised you haven't gotten ten with how often you go see him." Yo's only reply was to smack Can's arm.

Pin's last stop was Mork's den, made in an abandoned human hut. There Pi rushed out and swung his nephew around, causing Pin to giggle and cheer. "Uncle Pi! You're here!"

"I am, and what did you bring for your Uncle Mork?"

"Daddy wants to trade for some of the beads he gets from humans. He says they're so pretty, he wants to try making something with them." Pin waved in the direction of his basket. "So daddy sent me to get a few things that Uncle Mork might like!" Pi put Pin down and Pin pulled out the shell, rosehips, and dried roses. "Tada!"

"What a pile of treasures," Mork said as he emerged. Pi made a face at Mork, who only winked at him. "I should be very glad to trade for them."

"How many beads will it get my daddy?"

"Hmm..." Mork held the shell up to the light, allowing it's silvery hue and pearlescence to shift in the sun. "I'll trade your father ten beads for the shell alone."

Pin pouted. "But daddy said he wants twenty!"

Pi elbowed Mork in the side. Mork, having grown used to his mate, refused to flinch. "Twelve."

"But what about the rosehips from Uncle Yo? Don't you like those too?"

Mork sniffed the rosehips and smiled. "Fine, for that too, I'll give your father twenty."

"You cunning fox, you're trying to make Pin feel better about bartering," Pi mumbled under his breath.

"It's good to encourage kits when they're young," Mork whispered back as he went into his den to get the beads. When Mork returned, he then turned his eye to the dried roses. "Hmm... Since you carried these all this way, how about I give you something extra for them?" Mork presented Pi with two bracelets of soft leather and beads. "One for you and one for a friend of your choice. They even match."

"Oh no," Pi whispered. "Ae will kill you."

Mork's smile grew as Pin's eyes widened. "Friendship bracelets?"

"Oh yes, if you and your best friend wear them, you'll never be apart again. That's a human custom."

"I'll take them!" Pin happily handed over the dried roses and took the beads and bracelets. "Thank you Uncle Mork!" Pin then ran off to tell his fathers of his good fortune while Pi began running for the trees.

"What are you doing?" Mork yelled after him.

"Naaaa Hia Peem..." Q watched as Toey made a pout next to Peem that gave him mixed emotions. On one hand he wanted to pinch Toey's cheeks to make him stop, on the other, he wanted to bite it. "Can you make me cup noodles?"

Peem scoffed but was smiling anyway as he gently placed another cresting wave onto his painting. "Did you skip lunch again today?"

Q frowned as Toey nodded vigorously. "I had to meet a deadline for the professor and I worked through lunch."

"I thought I told you not to do that again," Q said without looking away from his work. Toey deflated even further and Q moved more towards pinching than biting. "Your deadline is not the day to start."

"Phi Q, I tried really hard this time!"

"Did you?" Q's brush strokes took on a slightly aggressive motion despite the delicate ballerina he was painting mid jump. "I saw you bothering Phum and Beer yesterday for snacks. The day before that it was P'Fong. And Chain was just telling me that you were asking him to drive you to the mall last weekend."

Peem's smile changed. "Is the problem N'Toey's work ethic or N'Toey asking everyone but you for things?"

Q shot Peem some side eye. "Your shitty work habits have rubbed off on my mentee."

"But surely you can forgive your mentee because he's your boyfriend?"

"You've gotten really cocky," Q said before throwing his brush into some paint thinner. "I need to talk to your boyfriend."

Peem opened his mouth to object but stopped as Toey carefully latched on to Q's arm. "Phi Q, don't be upset. Milk Frappe Boy doesn't want to stress out Pencil Senior with lots of little things." Peem shook his head and walked off to leave Toey and Q alone, giving Toey a little wave which was met with a wink.

"You're trying to be cute to make me less upset."

"Is it working?" Q reached up and messed up Toey's hair. "Phi!"

"I'm your boyfriend, N'Toey," Q said before settling down and sorting out Toey's hair. "You can bother me with little things. Don't keep letting the others spoil you rotten." Q punctuated this with a pinch to Toey's cheek.

Toey rubbed his face into Q's shoulder as soon as the older boy let go. "Is that Phi Q's job?"

"It's certainly not Phum or Peem's job."

"Other people might do things for me, but only Phi Q loves me," Toey said as he leaned against Q's shoulder, feeling the senior relax. "Just like the song you sang at the bar the other day."

"Paying attention were you?"

"I always pay attention to Phi Q's songs!" Toey looked up at Q with sparkling eyes. "Maybe you didn't mean it quite fully at that time, but the song gave me hope that Phi Q might like me back one day."

Q huffed and resumed his painting. "You're such a lucky brat."

"I'm super lucky! I managed to get my Phi Q and Pencil Senior in one."

"Are you both done being cute," Peem asked from the hallway. "I went and got drinks and came back already."

It wasn't rare for King to find that Ram had left him a little something in his room before running off to his morning class after date nights that they spent together. Breakfast was the most common way that Ram said thank you for letting him spend the night. Once in a while, the younger would splash out for King's favorite pastries perhaps. Flowers and plants were less common, especially when coupled with a small wrapped package.

King smiled and gently caressed the young jasmine plant. "Where'd he hide you, little one?" King looked around his shelves. "This will be good, enough sun, not to hot..." He placed the pot gently before grabbing his spray bottle and giving it a few sprays. "Have a nice drink and settle in well, okay?"

King then turned to the package, small and unassuming. "Now what did he get this time?"

King first read the card with Ram's surprisingly sloppy writing. "Thanks for the pants."

King tore open the wrapping and started laughing. "Turn about is fair play, Cool Boy."

King examined the pack of floral printed briefs. Several in the package were bright and tropical while others were a few more subdued. King found the tan ones with palm fronds in bright green to be his favorite and pulled them out to examine them.

"Well, if you're giving me an invitation, N'Ram, I guess I shouldn't refuse..." King tapped his chin with his cell phone. "No, I definitely mustn't refuse. And you're in the middle of lecture right now anyway soo....." King stepped into the bathroom with the underwear and a smile.

A few moments later, Ram checked his phone and choked and sputtered.

"Are you alright?" the professor called from the front of the lecture hall.

Duen sighed as it only took two steps onto the beautiful white sand before Bohn, Con, and Call were pulling off t-shirts and running for the water. Con and Call were, naturally, a little more clumsy attempting to navigate the difficulty of running on sand, but Bohn eventually picked the twins up and booked it to the shallows before dumping them into the cold ocean water. Con shrieked at the coolness of the water while Call splashed his father in retaliation of having some sort of clump of seaweed waved in his face.

"Not too far out," Duen called as he set up their towels and umbrella. "The tide will be changing soon."

"I've got them," Bohn replied as Con and Call latched onto his legs as the retreating waters gently pulled on them all. "No further than here, okay boys?"

"Okay daddy!" Con let go of Bohn's leg for a second to scoop up the wet sand. "Is this good for sand castles?"

"Too wet, it won't hold shape." Bohn scooped up a larger handful himself and showed the twins how it flowed out of his hands. Call eyed the mass with a look that spoke of more trouble than construction like Con. "But, if we add a little more dry sand, you'll see it holds nicely."

"Can we build a really big sand castle?"

"We can certainly try." Bohn rinsed his hand in another bout of retreating waves. "And what are you going to be doing you little troublemaker?" Bohn asked as he looked at Call.

"Dig a hole to America."

Bohn looked down at his son for a second. "I would tell you to go for it, but your papa has already warned me that digging holes is bad because you can cause someone to twist their ankles in the sand. Can I persuade you to dig a shallow moat for your brother's castle in exchange for one ice cream."

Call scrunched up his face in consideration while Con had already run back to Duen for his sand shaping toys. "Three ice creams."

"One and a half and Con is the one that gets the other half."

Call extended a hand. "Deal."

Bohn shook on it and pulled Call up. "I'll give you an extra order of french fries with your lunch if you help cart over some wet sand for the building too." Call grinned with manic energy and immediately ran for his bucket. Bohn watched the toddler run and sighed. "Man, parenting is so easy. What were mom and dad complaining about?"

"They were complaining because you're nowhere near as well behaved as the boys are," Duen said as he came up beside Bohn and looked out over the water. "Your mother showed me pictures. You were a menace at the beach."

"I was using healthy mechanisms to deal with my childhood."

"You were throwing sand at people sunbathing."

"Just take it slow," Ayan said softly as he lay back, pulling Akk with him. "Use lots of lube too, please. Don't worry, it's not gonna go to waste." Ayan nodded as Akk squeezed a generous amount into his hand. "Yeah, like that. Good boy."

It wasn't uncommon for the Wild Doctors and their boyfriends to go on a group date. In fact most of the bars near their college looked forward to the business since Forth and Ming drank like fish, Beam drank like a whale, and Pha's credit card never bounced. Plus six incredibly attractive boys did wonders for business when one sold alcohol to broken hearted individuals at a "discount" when they found out none of them were available.

(One bar in particular had starting selling "consolation shot flights" with six shots, each one themed after one of the boys. It was a best seller, even with those who hadn't been turned down.)

But it was incredibly uncommon that Ming was shooed out the door of his shared apartment with Kit as the older boy claimed he wanted privacy for getting ready for date night. Kit even went so far as to tell Ming to go on ahead and he'd catch a ride with Pha and Yo.

"It's a surprise, Moong Ming. How am I supposed to surprise you when you keep trying to take peeks from the couch?"

"But P'Kit!" Ming put on his best puppy eyes. "I don't want to be surprised, I want to see what you're going to wear noooooowwwwwww!"

Kit's only reply was to shove Ming's keys, wallet, and phone into his hands and then lock the door. At the bar, Beam kept shooting Ming looks as his bouncing leg shook the table full of drinks.

"What are you so anxious for, nong? It's just Ai Kitty. So he wants to surprise you tonight, what's the big deal?"

"P'Kit doesn't usually surprise me like this." Ming fussed with his drink and Forth scoffed. "I'm too excited."

"Well don't be too eager to burst, it'd spoil P'Kit's fun," Yo said as he walked up to the table, Pha not far behind at all, and only the hint of Kit hiding behind his larger friend.

"Na, P'Kit, are you trying to surprise me or punish me!" Ming complained. "Stop hiding!"

"Maybe it's both," Kit said as he stepped out from behind Pha. "Now it's payback for all the times you've gone around flaunting everywhere."

Air escaped Ming's throat, but no sound came out. Kit didn't shy away from wearing slim cut or even the occasional skinny jeans, but tonight they were extra tight, as if Kit had painted them on. Just barely counting as a shirt, Kit's mesh top was incredibly sheer, allowing anyone and everyone to see his lithe and toned body with just a hint of sparkle about his nipples as well.

"P'Kit, I didn't notice you got your nipples pierced!" Yo said as he clapped a little. "It looks very good on you!"

"That's the real surprise I suppose," Kit said while winking. Yo giggled and Pha rolled his eyes as he took his seat. "Now Moong Ming, what do you have to say?"

Ming remained silent until Yo smacked the back of his head where he yelped and blinked several times before rushing over, picking up Kit, and throwing the shorter boy over his shoulder. "Wow, it's so late already guys, I think P'Kit and I should go home. And sleep. Shower and then sleep. Yeah, gosh P'Kit, what did you do to get this dirt all over you? I'll absolutely need to help you wash your back to reach it all..."

"Moong Ming, you idiot! Put me down!"