PITBABE - ENGLISH - Chapter 34: Chapter 34
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Just one sentence in a calm voice was enough to make the spoiled child immediately stop fussing. Charlie was silent for a moment, as if contemplating whether he had heard correctly or not, before the tall figure slowly raised himself to sit up and stared at Babe without blinking, as if the person in front of him was a monster.
"What did you say?" Charlie asked, confused.
"I love you."
Babe said it again without hesitation.
"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"
Babe didn't let him regain his composure at all. Even though the child was still shocked because the word love had not been digested, Babe attacked him with that sentence again.
A sentence he never thought he would hear from someone like Pitbabe.
"P'Babe..." Charlie said with a surprised expression. He didn't know what he should say first. His brain seemed to stop working because of that unexpected sentence. "But, why do you have to say it while doing this?"
Babe burst out laughing at Charlie's funny expression. The other guy looked scared because he didn't think Babe would say that he loved him and ask to be his boyfriend now. The man had hidden his face between his legs, and...his hand was still holding little Charlie and didn't let go. Babe looked like he might've said it without thinking, but that was actually his intention.
He had planned since last night that as soon as he woke up, he would ask Charlie to be his boyfriend.
"Come here..." Charlie called softly to Babe, still a little confused. The tall figure took Babe's hand and pulled the man to sit on his lap.
"You called me like a dog!" Babe smiled sarcastically.
"Are you telling the truth?" The tall man asked again, as if afraid it was all a joke and that he was the only one who was accidentally happy.
"Which do you mean?"
"Both of them..."
"Hm...Right." Babe nodded lightly.
"Which do you mean?" Charlie asked again to confirm.
"Both of them." answered the older one with a normal expression, while Charlie started acting as if he was watching a horror movie. "What? Why are you making a face like that?"
"Aren't you happy at all?"
"Ha?"
"What is this? Don't you want to be my boyfriend?" Babe asked in a high pitched voice when Charlie refused to answer his question. He was acting like he didn't want to be his girlfriend at all.
"Hey! I want it, I want it!!!!" The tall and muscular figure answered as if he had just regained consciousness. A large hand rose to cup Babe's cheek before slowly revealing a smile, which made Babe's heart feel much better. "I was just surprised. I didn't think you would ask me."
"Why can't I ask?" Babe tilted his head and asked. "Okay, I love you, you love me, and we want to be together. So I'm your boyfriend now, what are you waiting for?"
"Why does it sound so easy and simple?"
"Do I usually give you a hard time with this?"
Charlie chuckled, his heart now so big that he was secretly afraid it would fall out of his chest. He never thought that being asked to be his boyfriend would feel so special. Or was it because it was Babe who asked? It felt like the whole world was so small and he could easily carry him.
"What's making you smile?" Babe lightly tapped Charlie on the shoulder as the stupid kid just sat there smiling like a maniac instead of answering his question.
"P'Babe..."
"What?"
"I love you very much, do you know?" Charlie pulled Babe into a tight hug. He buried his face in Babe's bare chest and said he loved him, wondering what Babe's heart would sound like when he heard the word "love" from him.
"Oh, I've known that for a long time," Babe answered softly, the sound of his heart beating so fast that Charlie smiled. The words that came out the mouth still had to pass through the brain, but the heart is its own master; no one could dictate it. And now, Babe's heart was beating fast because of the feelings they had for each other. "I know you want to be my boyfriend, but you still refuse to answer!"
"If I say no, what will you do?"?"
"I'm kicking you out of my condo right now."
"Does that mean you really want to be my boyfriend?"
"You talk a lot. Should I change my mind so you don't act so much?"
"Oh come on, I was just kidding." Charlie let go of his hug. He looked into the beautiful Alpha's eyes with the happiest smile in the world before saying one short sentence: "I'm yours.... your other half."
That sentence made Babe one of the happiest people in the world.
They smiled at each other, and the distance between their lips gradually became smaller until it finally disappeared. The two of them pursed their lips slowly. This kind of sweet and soft taste might have been experienced often, but no matter what, it always caused warmth in their hearts. Their bodies touched without anything between them, allowing both of them to feel each other's body temperature intimately. Every touch and surface movement was recorded in both Charlie and Babe's bodies and hearts from now on.
While the sweet kiss was slowly going on, there was suddenly a loud sound of thunder. That made the two alphas who were caressing each other on the bed startled, before automatically turning to look out the window. They realized that it was raining heavily outside, like the sky was leaking, while they were making love in bed.
"Oh, just asking a kid to be my boyfriend is causing a storm?" Babe, who was looking out the window, said softly, which easily made Charlie laugh.
"The angel seemed surprised too."
"Why, angel? Can't I fall in love, hm...?" Babe asked who knows who....
The tall figure laughed at Babe's funny attitude. At the same time, he took advantage of the moment the other person was communicating with the angel to turn his body to lie down in his place. He automatically straddled himself on top of him.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
"How about I celebrate being your boyfriend?" Charlie said with a smile, reaching out to grab the lubricating gel lying in the bedside drawer and squeezing it onto his erection, before lifting Babe's leg and pressing against his back hole.
"Don't say that. You were already hard before I even asked you to be my boyfriend."
"That's right. And I'm waiting to celebrate, you understand?"
Beb's face turned into a frown, complaining in annoyance at Charlie's stupidity, but even so, he had no intention of offending the other party. Since that wasn't his goal, especially with sex, what could he refuse?
"Ah— ah," a soft sweet moan was heard as his manhood was slowly inserted into Babe's back hole. Meanwhile, Charlie bent down and hugged him casually.
"Today, I have to do it gently, right?"
"What are you saying? Aren't you afraid I'll fall asleep?"
"We've only been lovers for less than 5 minutes. Can we be cute?"
"Oh, last night you fucked me like a wild dog."
"P'Babe..."
"Okay, do it...let's be cute." Babe interrupted and easily complied with Charlie's wishes. Slow, sweet sex like this wasn't really his style, but the person holding him at the moment was Charlie, so he was starting to think that this style wasn't bad at all.
"Umh— ah."
"Is this delicious?"
"Oh—that's so deep," Babe said in a low voice. "Are you happy, Daddy?"
"It was so fun," Charlie whispered softly, the atmosphere made their sex feel both ticklish and warm. While a rainstorm was raging outside, he and Babe were cuddling and listening to each other's soft moans in a bed filled with their scent. "Your hole is so tight. Are you excited?"
"A little."
"Why are you so excited?" The tall man laughed as he raised his hand to gently stroke Babe's head while his hips continued to slowly move his cock in and out of his tight hole. "How many times have you done this? Are you still excited?"
"But this is the first time we are lovers." Babe's cheeks turned red when he said that sentence. This was the first time Charlie had seen this look on Babe's face while they were having sex. Babe right now looked nervous and innocent, unlike before. He could see that the other person was trying to hide the symptoms, but whatever happened, it could not be hidden. "I've never done anything with my boyfriend before. Can't I get a little excited?"
"Sure," Charlie answered with a smile before leaning down and kissing his cheek gently, lovingly. "I,m also having sex with my boyfriend for the first time."
"Ah...Umh...."
"So, does my boyfriend like this?"
"Like— ah..." Babe answered, shaking as Charlie quickened his movements. They stared at each other the entire time, transferring their passion to each other. The panting sounds of the two of them mixed together and sounded quite harmonious. "Daddy— ah."
"Yes?"
"Daddy, are you finished?"
"Hah?" Charlie frowned slightly when asked that, before shaking his head and answering, "Not yet. Daddy isn't finished yet."
"Oh, then why..." Before he finished speaking, Babe frowned and pursed his lips slightly, as if he felt something strange. His attitude confused Charlie, but when he saw Babe's expression, he secretly looked down at their connected parts. He laughed when he understood what was wrong with Babe.
He thought the word Babe wanted to say meant "sloppy" or something.
"Oh, that's leftover from last night, Daddy gave it to you," Charlie teased. Meanwhile, Babe's face grew even redder when he realized what was causing the strange feeling in his back hole. "Did you forget?"
What was he doing?
He acted like a child who had just been turned on.
Babe didn't say anything. He furrowed his brows as if embarrassed by his strange behavior, but he couldn't escape. Therefore, the beautiful alpha chose to avoid Charlie in the simplest way, namely by covering his face with both hands when being approached by the big puppy.
"Why are you covering your face?" Charlie asked softly. He tried to hold back his laughter but couldn't. The Babe at this point looked nothing like the Babe everyone knew. He was nervous and shy, as if the person lying beneath him was Babe who was experiencing having a real boyfriend for the first time. "P'Babe..."
"If you want, just do it. Don't ask too many questions," Babe answered in an annoyed tone, still lying there with his face and eyes closed.
"But I want to see your face."
"Charlie, no!!" Babe shouted as Charlie tried to free his hand. Babe swerved and dodged while his hands still tightened, refusing to let Charlie let go. "If you do, I will die."
"How could you die? Don't talk carelessly!"
"Damn, you've seen my face a lot."
"When I wasn't your boyfriend, I could still see it. Why can't I see it when I'm your boyfriend?"
Charlie laughed and kissed Babe's head gently with affection. He knew Babe wasn't used to this feeling yet. Just like when they had sex in Alan's swimming pool. At that time, it was like Charlie had just accepted his own feelings. Although he didn't have much more experience than Babe, maybe even less, maybe it was because he figured it out quickly and didn't think about complicated things like Babe. If he liked him, he could express his feelings. Because of this, he didn't have many moments where he acted like the current Babe.
"I'm so embarrassed, Charlie, I'm going to die," Babe mumbled into his palm.
"So what should I do? Are you going to do it with your face covered like this all the time?"
"I don't know..."
"Then why don't you change positions?" Charlie offered in a casual tone, not at all annoyed by Babe's strange behavior during sex. He also tried to find solutions so that the other person felt more comfortable. "You don't need to see my face today. You'll get used to it in time."
After hearing that, Babe agreed to lower his hands slowly, the faint red color still lingering on his soft cheeks, which made Babe look very cute in Charlie's eyes.
"Let's switch places," Babe said simply before pushing Charlie away so his tall body laid down, before positioning himself on top of the boy, facing towards his toes, instead of looking at each other like usual.
"Is it better?"
"Oh, this is better," the figure replied softly, taking advantage of Little Charlie who was already standing upright and stiffening, then calmly pushed himself down as far as he could.
"Ah— Papa..."
"Just lie down— ah...."
Babe ordered before starting to move his hips up and down in a rhythm to his liking. A slender hand placed itself in front of Charlie's legs for support while his hips moved smoothly. Not just up and down, but Babe kept lowering his body and moving his hips back and forth as if he was doing a wave dance on Charlie's body.
"Oh—oh my God, it feels so good..." Charlie moaned loudly at Babe's sexy movements. From his current point of view, it was very erotic, that round buttocks moving and swaying in the middle of his body. That smooth back was very beautiful. It was so beautiful that he almost died. "Slowly, um—slowly...."
"Daddy, are you going to rest?"
"I'm almost there," answered the tall man as he reached out to squeeze the round buttocks with his greedy hands. If it wasn't for him, he would have finished it soon. He might've gotten up and grabbed Babe, arching his buttocks and spanking his plump buttocks. "Do you want to come out?"
"No, it's a mess."
"Yeah, it's a mess in there."
"And it's going to get even messier!" Babe answered softly before his hips sped up, because he knew Charlie couldn't take it anymore. Babe had been abusing him from the moment he woke up until now, and he hadn't taken it out on him once. So now he was a little kinder to him, his young boyfriend, "Ah, umh— Daddy...."
"Just a little more and it will be done."
"Oh— you can finish it. Do whatever you like, Daddy."
"Why are you so kind?"
"Because I'm mean to everyone..." His body gasped for air as it trembled against the hardness so quickly that he trembled, but he couldn't stop. He was almost at that point too. "Babe is only nice to his boyfriend."
"Ah— P'Babe."
"Ah!"
A final groan was heard. Both alphas came at the same time. Babe's body twitched for a moment before he threw himself forward and buried his face in Charlie's legs. Meanwhile, Charlie let his head fall back against the pillow, gasping for air. Who said people who just laid down wouldn't feel tired even if they didn't exert any energy? The emotional forces that constantly stimulated him made him tired, like he ran a long marathon.
The rain falling outside had subsided a bit, similar to the emotional storm on the big bed that had also calmed down. The two exhausted people laid there, panting silently. No one said anything because they were too tired to say anything else. But as Charlie laid still with his eyes closed, he suddenly felt a gentle touch on the back of his leg.
"Hmm?" The tall figure raised his head and looked at Babe who was now lying with his head resting on his shins. "Do you want to kiss my feet?"
"Um," Babe answered softly before moving his face to place a kiss on the instep of the other leg, making sure that the touch came from his own lips. "I want to kiss my stupid son's feet."
Charlie couldn't help but smile at that. The tall figure slowly sat up and pulled Babe's thin waist up so that he was sitting on his chest instead of lying with his face on his legs like that. The dots that were now connected, were still connected. He thought they would stay like this for a while, at least until the enthusiasm for starting a serious relationship died down a bit.
They sat hugging each other in silence, letting the sound of the rain falling outside become the background music of the scene. It showed their feelings, even though the beginning was gloomy. There was a big rainstorm coming, but one day it had to stop.
Even though everything under the rain clouds was wet, in the end they would definitely be able to see the rainbow from a certain angle.
Even though it would take a long time for the huge storm to hit, he still believed that as long as they kissed each other's palms just three times, the cold would subside like a blessing from the gods.
The sound of Königseg's engine echoed throughout the field, but not as brightly as the last time the new racer entered the field, because today was the day Team X closed the field all day for team members to practice. A lot of things had happened within the team, but now it seemed like everything was going according to plan. At least today, everyone could train together without anyone having to sit in the dark like the last few weeks. Though, Team X had just lost one of its skilled members.
Today was the first time in weeks that Babe was back practicing with the team. In fact, it would be more accurate to call it a return to teaching, because since morning, they still had never seen Babe drive alone. He just sat next to the driver and taught the new driver non-stop.
"Just drive. Don't think too much."
Babe had repeated this sentence five times, but he didn't know how much Charlie understood it, because the new kid was always worried about every step of the process. Starting from checking the car, starting, entering a corner, until crossing the finish line. Even while driving, he kept frowning. He didn't know what to think that much.
Pit Babe raised his hand to the overhead handle just as Charlie turned the wheel into a corner. The senior racer lowered his head and looked out of the car alternately with the rearview mirror as if he was checking Charlie's turning angle. As far as he could see and notice, Charlie's abilities were much better than the last time he sat beside him while driving. In this way, full credit should be given to the team.
In the last 200 meters of the straight, Charlie pressed full speed. The vehicle moved steadily and the last note was able to take his beloved child to the finish line. Meanwhile, Alan sat and watched on the sidelines, waiting for the car to stop to record his usual practice lap.
As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Charlie immediately hit his head on the steering wheel. The tall man didn't even turn his head to speak a single word to Babe. This attitude made Babe immediately realize that Charlie was still not as satisfied with his job as usual.
"We can try again."
Babe said quietly with a soft sigh, he really didn't know what to say. Charlie needed to stop putting pressure on himself. It was true that others may have made small mistakes every time they practiced, it wasn't at a point where it could never be fixed. However, it still required experience from practice. But Charlie still blamed himself for every mistake he made during practice.
"I entered the corner too fast," said the tall man, muffled because he still hadn't looked up from the wheel. "A few seconds were wasted coming out of the corner."
"You know where you went wrong. Next round, let's fix it. Why are you sitting here and blaming yourself?" Babe said in a calm voice before gently stroking the young man's head. "Don't be impatient, Charlie. The more you force yourself to be right, the greater your failure will be, because you'll only focus on the points you missed."
"I don't want to fail again."
"I know, but when you focus on that, you usually don't care about anything else."
Babe sighed again. When Charlie was silent, his heart didn't want to scold others at all, but this kid was so impatient that he constantly had to coax him. He didn't understand why Charlie was so impatient with driving. In fact, in other matters, the other party was always calm. In contrast to him, who was often impatient with everything, but when he was in the car, he would remain calm.
"Driving is a kind of memory, Charlie," the senior driver explained calmly. After letting the new kid debate with himself for a moment, "This is a skill your body will remember. If you can do it once, then you will be able to do it without thinking. Like swimming or cycling."
"These skills will stick with you. It cannot be explained in words how to do it. But you can do it automatically."
"And when you think about it, that's when you start to get annoyed," Babe continued. No matter the time, Charlie would raise his head to listen because he knew that no matter how much he criticized himself, Charlie never failed to listen to other people's advice. "No swimmer goes to swim and thinks they're going to raise their left arm and then they're going to move their right foot and then their left foot. No Charlie, they don't do that."
"He moves according to his body's memory. If he wants to last longer and swim faster, he has to practice more."
"For you, take the time you spend holding the wheel and practice taking more turns instead of cursing yourself."
"You think a brat can become king with just two rounds of practice?"
Babe always had trouble because he didn't know what to say to get Charlie to stop blaming himself. He never knew what was true. The person who gave Charlie the most strength to fight was none other than him. His personal trainer.
Charlie slowly looked up from the wheel before turning to see Babe's face. The boy's forehead was red from being pressed against the steering wheel, and Babe couldn't help but reach out and gently rub the red mark affectionately. The more he saw how good Babe was to him, the more Charlie pursed his lips, wanting to pout.
"Damn, you're starting this again."
"Tired," the young man said softly before moving to hug the older man, wanting encouragement. Since officially becoming his boyfriend, this child always had time to be endlessly spoiled. Sometimes it was annoying, and if it weren't for the way he pursed his lips, looking so cute, he probably would have hit him.
"If you are tired, rest first. North bought some snacks. Do you want to eat it?"
"NO!"
"Oh, or do you want to go back to your room?"
"No..."
Babe narrowed his eyes in annoyance as Charlie started the engine again.
"So, you want us to do it?"
"P'Babe..."
"The car might shake a little, but it's okay. There aren't many people."
Charlie went from wanting to be annoyed to laughing out loud. He completely gave up on Babe. He couldn't seem to entertain anyone, but there was always a way to relieve his stress. Maybe this was why he wanted Babe around him all the time.
"Why don't the two of them get out of the car?"
Jeff said quietly as he looked at Charlie's car that had been parked near the finish line for a while with no sign of coming down. They had left him sitting limp on the hot side of the field with a soda for some time. They said they would practice for a while, but then they stopped.
"They'll be down soon. Maybe they're discussing something." The deep voice of the person sitting next to him answered before the older man held something in front of him. He asked, "Do you want a lollipop?"
"I'm not a kid."
"How old are you?"
"Already 20"
"Isn't 20 still small?"
"So, how old is Uncle?"
Being called Uncle made his eyebrows twitch. Alan looked at Charlie's little brother with a deadpan expression. He also came to sit because he saw the boy sitting alone waiting for his older brother to practice. Alan had called him to sit in the air-conditioned team room, but he didn't want to. He remained seated and enjoyed waiting under the hot sun on the sidelines.
"I'm only a few years older than Babe," Alan answered quietly.
"How many years?" Jeff asked, raising his eyebrows. "If you're no more than 3 years old, I'll call you the same as P'Babe."
"Only 3 years?"
"Ah, that seems like an exaggeration..."
Alan took a deep breath, trying to restrain himself. He repeated in his mind that he was too old to fight with a child like this. But how could this child speak so shamelessly and still be able to live until adulthood like this? He really wanted to know.
"38," Alan answered softly.
"Ha?"
"This year I am 38."
"Wow, 18 years older than me?" Jeff's eyes widened at him as if he had never met someone that old before. Meanwhile, Alan could only pretend to smile because he didn't know what to answer about the incident that had happened so long ago. "You can be a father."
"That's enough. How can I be a father."
"You're 7 years older than P'Babe. Why do you say only a few years?"
"Okay, Uncle is Uncle, right? You can call me Uncle," said Alan resignedly, before lowering his head. He removed the plastic wrapper covering the little lollipop, intending to eat it himself. After all, this child said he was too old to eat lollipops. So it will eat itself. "So there's no lecture? Why are you sitting here watching Charlie?"
"Jeff?"
Alan frowned slightly, surprised that Jeff didn't answer his question. The tall figure raised his head and turned towards the young man sitting next to him, looking for an answer to the silence.
"Jeff—"
He motioned to call Jeff who was sitting looking at the field again, because he thought he'd accidentally fallen asleep somehow. However, when he looked closer, he realized that there were tear stains running down the child's cheeks, even though his expression remained calm and not a single sob escaped his lips.
When he looked into Jeff's eyes, he saw him staring at where the Koenigsegg was parked, with Charlie and Babe sitting and playing with each other inside.
Such an expression...
Tears coming out...
What did it all mean? He himself didn't know. The only thing he knew was that it probably wasn't something good. Even if he asked now, he definitely had no way to answer it.
Therefore, he could only hold out an unwrapped bright red lollipop in front of the strange child who was sometimes annoying and sometimes crying, and spoke in his most normal voice.
"Do you want a lollipop?"
"What did you say?" Charlie asked, confused.
"I love you."
Babe said it again without hesitation.
"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"
Babe didn't let him regain his composure at all. Even though the child was still shocked because the word love had not been digested, Babe attacked him with that sentence again.
A sentence he never thought he would hear from someone like Pitbabe.
"P'Babe..." Charlie said with a surprised expression. He didn't know what he should say first. His brain seemed to stop working because of that unexpected sentence. "But, why do you have to say it while doing this?"
Babe burst out laughing at Charlie's funny expression. The other guy looked scared because he didn't think Babe would say that he loved him and ask to be his boyfriend now. The man had hidden his face between his legs, and...his hand was still holding little Charlie and didn't let go. Babe looked like he might've said it without thinking, but that was actually his intention.
He had planned since last night that as soon as he woke up, he would ask Charlie to be his boyfriend.
"Come here..." Charlie called softly to Babe, still a little confused. The tall figure took Babe's hand and pulled the man to sit on his lap.
"You called me like a dog!" Babe smiled sarcastically.
"Are you telling the truth?" The tall man asked again, as if afraid it was all a joke and that he was the only one who was accidentally happy.
"Which do you mean?"
"Both of them..."
"Hm...Right." Babe nodded lightly.
"Which do you mean?" Charlie asked again to confirm.
"Both of them." answered the older one with a normal expression, while Charlie started acting as if he was watching a horror movie. "What? Why are you making a face like that?"
"Aren't you happy at all?"
"Ha?"
"What is this? Don't you want to be my boyfriend?" Babe asked in a high pitched voice when Charlie refused to answer his question. He was acting like he didn't want to be his girlfriend at all.
"Hey! I want it, I want it!!!!" The tall and muscular figure answered as if he had just regained consciousness. A large hand rose to cup Babe's cheek before slowly revealing a smile, which made Babe's heart feel much better. "I was just surprised. I didn't think you would ask me."
"Why can't I ask?" Babe tilted his head and asked. "Okay, I love you, you love me, and we want to be together. So I'm your boyfriend now, what are you waiting for?"
"Why does it sound so easy and simple?"
"Do I usually give you a hard time with this?"
Charlie chuckled, his heart now so big that he was secretly afraid it would fall out of his chest. He never thought that being asked to be his boyfriend would feel so special. Or was it because it was Babe who asked? It felt like the whole world was so small and he could easily carry him.
"What's making you smile?" Babe lightly tapped Charlie on the shoulder as the stupid kid just sat there smiling like a maniac instead of answering his question.
"P'Babe..."
"What?"
"I love you very much, do you know?" Charlie pulled Babe into a tight hug. He buried his face in Babe's bare chest and said he loved him, wondering what Babe's heart would sound like when he heard the word "love" from him.
"Oh, I've known that for a long time," Babe answered softly, the sound of his heart beating so fast that Charlie smiled. The words that came out the mouth still had to pass through the brain, but the heart is its own master; no one could dictate it. And now, Babe's heart was beating fast because of the feelings they had for each other. "I know you want to be my boyfriend, but you still refuse to answer!"
"If I say no, what will you do?"?"
"I'm kicking you out of my condo right now."
"Does that mean you really want to be my boyfriend?"
"You talk a lot. Should I change my mind so you don't act so much?"
"Oh come on, I was just kidding." Charlie let go of his hug. He looked into the beautiful Alpha's eyes with the happiest smile in the world before saying one short sentence: "I'm yours.... your other half."
That sentence made Babe one of the happiest people in the world.
They smiled at each other, and the distance between their lips gradually became smaller until it finally disappeared. The two of them pursed their lips slowly. This kind of sweet and soft taste might have been experienced often, but no matter what, it always caused warmth in their hearts. Their bodies touched without anything between them, allowing both of them to feel each other's body temperature intimately. Every touch and surface movement was recorded in both Charlie and Babe's bodies and hearts from now on.
While the sweet kiss was slowly going on, there was suddenly a loud sound of thunder. That made the two alphas who were caressing each other on the bed startled, before automatically turning to look out the window. They realized that it was raining heavily outside, like the sky was leaking, while they were making love in bed.
"Oh, just asking a kid to be my boyfriend is causing a storm?" Babe, who was looking out the window, said softly, which easily made Charlie laugh.
"The angel seemed surprised too."
"Why, angel? Can't I fall in love, hm...?" Babe asked who knows who....
The tall figure laughed at Babe's funny attitude. At the same time, he took advantage of the moment the other person was communicating with the angel to turn his body to lie down in his place. He automatically straddled himself on top of him.
"Oh, what are you doing?"
"How about I celebrate being your boyfriend?" Charlie said with a smile, reaching out to grab the lubricating gel lying in the bedside drawer and squeezing it onto his erection, before lifting Babe's leg and pressing against his back hole.
"Don't say that. You were already hard before I even asked you to be my boyfriend."
"That's right. And I'm waiting to celebrate, you understand?"
Beb's face turned into a frown, complaining in annoyance at Charlie's stupidity, but even so, he had no intention of offending the other party. Since that wasn't his goal, especially with sex, what could he refuse?
"Ah— ah," a soft sweet moan was heard as his manhood was slowly inserted into Babe's back hole. Meanwhile, Charlie bent down and hugged him casually.
"Today, I have to do it gently, right?"
"What are you saying? Aren't you afraid I'll fall asleep?"
"We've only been lovers for less than 5 minutes. Can we be cute?"
"Oh, last night you fucked me like a wild dog."
"P'Babe..."
"Okay, do it...let's be cute." Babe interrupted and easily complied with Charlie's wishes. Slow, sweet sex like this wasn't really his style, but the person holding him at the moment was Charlie, so he was starting to think that this style wasn't bad at all.
"Umh— ah."
"Is this delicious?"
"Oh—that's so deep," Babe said in a low voice. "Are you happy, Daddy?"
"It was so fun," Charlie whispered softly, the atmosphere made their sex feel both ticklish and warm. While a rainstorm was raging outside, he and Babe were cuddling and listening to each other's soft moans in a bed filled with their scent. "Your hole is so tight. Are you excited?"
"A little."
"Why are you so excited?" The tall man laughed as he raised his hand to gently stroke Babe's head while his hips continued to slowly move his cock in and out of his tight hole. "How many times have you done this? Are you still excited?"
"But this is the first time we are lovers." Babe's cheeks turned red when he said that sentence. This was the first time Charlie had seen this look on Babe's face while they were having sex. Babe right now looked nervous and innocent, unlike before. He could see that the other person was trying to hide the symptoms, but whatever happened, it could not be hidden. "I've never done anything with my boyfriend before. Can't I get a little excited?"
"Sure," Charlie answered with a smile before leaning down and kissing his cheek gently, lovingly. "I,m also having sex with my boyfriend for the first time."
"Ah...Umh...."
"So, does my boyfriend like this?"
"Like— ah..." Babe answered, shaking as Charlie quickened his movements. They stared at each other the entire time, transferring their passion to each other. The panting sounds of the two of them mixed together and sounded quite harmonious. "Daddy— ah."
"Yes?"
"Daddy, are you finished?"
"Hah?" Charlie frowned slightly when asked that, before shaking his head and answering, "Not yet. Daddy isn't finished yet."
"Oh, then why..." Before he finished speaking, Babe frowned and pursed his lips slightly, as if he felt something strange. His attitude confused Charlie, but when he saw Babe's expression, he secretly looked down at their connected parts. He laughed when he understood what was wrong with Babe.
He thought the word Babe wanted to say meant "sloppy" or something.
"Oh, that's leftover from last night, Daddy gave it to you," Charlie teased. Meanwhile, Babe's face grew even redder when he realized what was causing the strange feeling in his back hole. "Did you forget?"
What was he doing?
He acted like a child who had just been turned on.
Babe didn't say anything. He furrowed his brows as if embarrassed by his strange behavior, but he couldn't escape. Therefore, the beautiful alpha chose to avoid Charlie in the simplest way, namely by covering his face with both hands when being approached by the big puppy.
"Why are you covering your face?" Charlie asked softly. He tried to hold back his laughter but couldn't. The Babe at this point looked nothing like the Babe everyone knew. He was nervous and shy, as if the person lying beneath him was Babe who was experiencing having a real boyfriend for the first time. "P'Babe..."
"If you want, just do it. Don't ask too many questions," Babe answered in an annoyed tone, still lying there with his face and eyes closed.
"But I want to see your face."
"Charlie, no!!" Babe shouted as Charlie tried to free his hand. Babe swerved and dodged while his hands still tightened, refusing to let Charlie let go. "If you do, I will die."
"How could you die? Don't talk carelessly!"
"Damn, you've seen my face a lot."
"When I wasn't your boyfriend, I could still see it. Why can't I see it when I'm your boyfriend?"
Charlie laughed and kissed Babe's head gently with affection. He knew Babe wasn't used to this feeling yet. Just like when they had sex in Alan's swimming pool. At that time, it was like Charlie had just accepted his own feelings. Although he didn't have much more experience than Babe, maybe even less, maybe it was because he figured it out quickly and didn't think about complicated things like Babe. If he liked him, he could express his feelings. Because of this, he didn't have many moments where he acted like the current Babe.
"I'm so embarrassed, Charlie, I'm going to die," Babe mumbled into his palm.
"So what should I do? Are you going to do it with your face covered like this all the time?"
"I don't know..."
"Then why don't you change positions?" Charlie offered in a casual tone, not at all annoyed by Babe's strange behavior during sex. He also tried to find solutions so that the other person felt more comfortable. "You don't need to see my face today. You'll get used to it in time."
After hearing that, Babe agreed to lower his hands slowly, the faint red color still lingering on his soft cheeks, which made Babe look very cute in Charlie's eyes.
"Let's switch places," Babe said simply before pushing Charlie away so his tall body laid down, before positioning himself on top of the boy, facing towards his toes, instead of looking at each other like usual.
"Is it better?"
"Oh, this is better," the figure replied softly, taking advantage of Little Charlie who was already standing upright and stiffening, then calmly pushed himself down as far as he could.
"Ah— Papa..."
"Just lie down— ah...."
Babe ordered before starting to move his hips up and down in a rhythm to his liking. A slender hand placed itself in front of Charlie's legs for support while his hips moved smoothly. Not just up and down, but Babe kept lowering his body and moving his hips back and forth as if he was doing a wave dance on Charlie's body.
"Oh—oh my God, it feels so good..." Charlie moaned loudly at Babe's sexy movements. From his current point of view, it was very erotic, that round buttocks moving and swaying in the middle of his body. That smooth back was very beautiful. It was so beautiful that he almost died. "Slowly, um—slowly...."
"Daddy, are you going to rest?"
"I'm almost there," answered the tall man as he reached out to squeeze the round buttocks with his greedy hands. If it wasn't for him, he would have finished it soon. He might've gotten up and grabbed Babe, arching his buttocks and spanking his plump buttocks. "Do you want to come out?"
"No, it's a mess."
"Yeah, it's a mess in there."
"And it's going to get even messier!" Babe answered softly before his hips sped up, because he knew Charlie couldn't take it anymore. Babe had been abusing him from the moment he woke up until now, and he hadn't taken it out on him once. So now he was a little kinder to him, his young boyfriend, "Ah, umh— Daddy...."
"Just a little more and it will be done."
"Oh— you can finish it. Do whatever you like, Daddy."
"Why are you so kind?"
"Because I'm mean to everyone..." His body gasped for air as it trembled against the hardness so quickly that he trembled, but he couldn't stop. He was almost at that point too. "Babe is only nice to his boyfriend."
"Ah— P'Babe."
"Ah!"
A final groan was heard. Both alphas came at the same time. Babe's body twitched for a moment before he threw himself forward and buried his face in Charlie's legs. Meanwhile, Charlie let his head fall back against the pillow, gasping for air. Who said people who just laid down wouldn't feel tired even if they didn't exert any energy? The emotional forces that constantly stimulated him made him tired, like he ran a long marathon.
The rain falling outside had subsided a bit, similar to the emotional storm on the big bed that had also calmed down. The two exhausted people laid there, panting silently. No one said anything because they were too tired to say anything else. But as Charlie laid still with his eyes closed, he suddenly felt a gentle touch on the back of his leg.
"Hmm?" The tall figure raised his head and looked at Babe who was now lying with his head resting on his shins. "Do you want to kiss my feet?"
"Um," Babe answered softly before moving his face to place a kiss on the instep of the other leg, making sure that the touch came from his own lips. "I want to kiss my stupid son's feet."
Charlie couldn't help but smile at that. The tall figure slowly sat up and pulled Babe's thin waist up so that he was sitting on his chest instead of lying with his face on his legs like that. The dots that were now connected, were still connected. He thought they would stay like this for a while, at least until the enthusiasm for starting a serious relationship died down a bit.
They sat hugging each other in silence, letting the sound of the rain falling outside become the background music of the scene. It showed their feelings, even though the beginning was gloomy. There was a big rainstorm coming, but one day it had to stop.
Even though everything under the rain clouds was wet, in the end they would definitely be able to see the rainbow from a certain angle.
Even though it would take a long time for the huge storm to hit, he still believed that as long as they kissed each other's palms just three times, the cold would subside like a blessing from the gods.
The sound of Königseg's engine echoed throughout the field, but not as brightly as the last time the new racer entered the field, because today was the day Team X closed the field all day for team members to practice. A lot of things had happened within the team, but now it seemed like everything was going according to plan. At least today, everyone could train together without anyone having to sit in the dark like the last few weeks. Though, Team X had just lost one of its skilled members.
Today was the first time in weeks that Babe was back practicing with the team. In fact, it would be more accurate to call it a return to teaching, because since morning, they still had never seen Babe drive alone. He just sat next to the driver and taught the new driver non-stop.
"Just drive. Don't think too much."
Babe had repeated this sentence five times, but he didn't know how much Charlie understood it, because the new kid was always worried about every step of the process. Starting from checking the car, starting, entering a corner, until crossing the finish line. Even while driving, he kept frowning. He didn't know what to think that much.
Pit Babe raised his hand to the overhead handle just as Charlie turned the wheel into a corner. The senior racer lowered his head and looked out of the car alternately with the rearview mirror as if he was checking Charlie's turning angle. As far as he could see and notice, Charlie's abilities were much better than the last time he sat beside him while driving. In this way, full credit should be given to the team.
In the last 200 meters of the straight, Charlie pressed full speed. The vehicle moved steadily and the last note was able to take his beloved child to the finish line. Meanwhile, Alan sat and watched on the sidelines, waiting for the car to stop to record his usual practice lap.
As soon as the car came to a complete stop, Charlie immediately hit his head on the steering wheel. The tall man didn't even turn his head to speak a single word to Babe. This attitude made Babe immediately realize that Charlie was still not as satisfied with his job as usual.
"We can try again."
Babe said quietly with a soft sigh, he really didn't know what to say. Charlie needed to stop putting pressure on himself. It was true that others may have made small mistakes every time they practiced, it wasn't at a point where it could never be fixed. However, it still required experience from practice. But Charlie still blamed himself for every mistake he made during practice.
"I entered the corner too fast," said the tall man, muffled because he still hadn't looked up from the wheel. "A few seconds were wasted coming out of the corner."
"You know where you went wrong. Next round, let's fix it. Why are you sitting here and blaming yourself?" Babe said in a calm voice before gently stroking the young man's head. "Don't be impatient, Charlie. The more you force yourself to be right, the greater your failure will be, because you'll only focus on the points you missed."
"I don't want to fail again."
"I know, but when you focus on that, you usually don't care about anything else."
Babe sighed again. When Charlie was silent, his heart didn't want to scold others at all, but this kid was so impatient that he constantly had to coax him. He didn't understand why Charlie was so impatient with driving. In fact, in other matters, the other party was always calm. In contrast to him, who was often impatient with everything, but when he was in the car, he would remain calm.
"Driving is a kind of memory, Charlie," the senior driver explained calmly. After letting the new kid debate with himself for a moment, "This is a skill your body will remember. If you can do it once, then you will be able to do it without thinking. Like swimming or cycling."
"These skills will stick with you. It cannot be explained in words how to do it. But you can do it automatically."
"And when you think about it, that's when you start to get annoyed," Babe continued. No matter the time, Charlie would raise his head to listen because he knew that no matter how much he criticized himself, Charlie never failed to listen to other people's advice. "No swimmer goes to swim and thinks they're going to raise their left arm and then they're going to move their right foot and then their left foot. No Charlie, they don't do that."
"He moves according to his body's memory. If he wants to last longer and swim faster, he has to practice more."
"For you, take the time you spend holding the wheel and practice taking more turns instead of cursing yourself."
"You think a brat can become king with just two rounds of practice?"
Babe always had trouble because he didn't know what to say to get Charlie to stop blaming himself. He never knew what was true. The person who gave Charlie the most strength to fight was none other than him. His personal trainer.
Charlie slowly looked up from the wheel before turning to see Babe's face. The boy's forehead was red from being pressed against the steering wheel, and Babe couldn't help but reach out and gently rub the red mark affectionately. The more he saw how good Babe was to him, the more Charlie pursed his lips, wanting to pout.
"Damn, you're starting this again."
"Tired," the young man said softly before moving to hug the older man, wanting encouragement. Since officially becoming his boyfriend, this child always had time to be endlessly spoiled. Sometimes it was annoying, and if it weren't for the way he pursed his lips, looking so cute, he probably would have hit him.
"If you are tired, rest first. North bought some snacks. Do you want to eat it?"
"NO!"
"Oh, or do you want to go back to your room?"
"No..."
Babe narrowed his eyes in annoyance as Charlie started the engine again.
"So, you want us to do it?"
"P'Babe..."
"The car might shake a little, but it's okay. There aren't many people."
Charlie went from wanting to be annoyed to laughing out loud. He completely gave up on Babe. He couldn't seem to entertain anyone, but there was always a way to relieve his stress. Maybe this was why he wanted Babe around him all the time.
"Why don't the two of them get out of the car?"
Jeff said quietly as he looked at Charlie's car that had been parked near the finish line for a while with no sign of coming down. They had left him sitting limp on the hot side of the field with a soda for some time. They said they would practice for a while, but then they stopped.
"They'll be down soon. Maybe they're discussing something." The deep voice of the person sitting next to him answered before the older man held something in front of him. He asked, "Do you want a lollipop?"
"I'm not a kid."
"How old are you?"
"Already 20"
"Isn't 20 still small?"
"So, how old is Uncle?"
Being called Uncle made his eyebrows twitch. Alan looked at Charlie's little brother with a deadpan expression. He also came to sit because he saw the boy sitting alone waiting for his older brother to practice. Alan had called him to sit in the air-conditioned team room, but he didn't want to. He remained seated and enjoyed waiting under the hot sun on the sidelines.
"I'm only a few years older than Babe," Alan answered quietly.
"How many years?" Jeff asked, raising his eyebrows. "If you're no more than 3 years old, I'll call you the same as P'Babe."
"Only 3 years?"
"Ah, that seems like an exaggeration..."
Alan took a deep breath, trying to restrain himself. He repeated in his mind that he was too old to fight with a child like this. But how could this child speak so shamelessly and still be able to live until adulthood like this? He really wanted to know.
"38," Alan answered softly.
"Ha?"
"This year I am 38."
"Wow, 18 years older than me?" Jeff's eyes widened at him as if he had never met someone that old before. Meanwhile, Alan could only pretend to smile because he didn't know what to answer about the incident that had happened so long ago. "You can be a father."
"That's enough. How can I be a father."
"You're 7 years older than P'Babe. Why do you say only a few years?"
"Okay, Uncle is Uncle, right? You can call me Uncle," said Alan resignedly, before lowering his head. He removed the plastic wrapper covering the little lollipop, intending to eat it himself. After all, this child said he was too old to eat lollipops. So it will eat itself. "So there's no lecture? Why are you sitting here watching Charlie?"
"Jeff?"
Alan frowned slightly, surprised that Jeff didn't answer his question. The tall figure raised his head and turned towards the young man sitting next to him, looking for an answer to the silence.
"Jeff—"
He motioned to call Jeff who was sitting looking at the field again, because he thought he'd accidentally fallen asleep somehow. However, when he looked closer, he realized that there were tear stains running down the child's cheeks, even though his expression remained calm and not a single sob escaped his lips.
When he looked into Jeff's eyes, he saw him staring at where the Koenigsegg was parked, with Charlie and Babe sitting and playing with each other inside.
Such an expression...
Tears coming out...
What did it all mean? He himself didn't know. The only thing he knew was that it probably wasn't something good. Even if he asked now, he definitely had no way to answer it.
Therefore, he could only hold out an unwrapped bright red lollipop in front of the strange child who was sometimes annoying and sometimes crying, and spoke in his most normal voice.
"Do you want a lollipop?"
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