Vegas Kornwit Theerapanyakul (
patheticmeowmeow) wrote in
jikan_network2022-12-01 12:57 pm
video | un: sincity
What’s up, Nippon? As a relative newbie here, I’m wondering what kind of winter holidays you all celebrate? I’m thinking of hosting a New Year’s Eve party at Pete’s… Or maybe I’ll talk to Kinn and we can do something at the hotel. I dunno. I’d honestly like to do it at Pete’s if it’s something that would interest enough people. I’m sure a lot of you celebrate Lunar New Year, too. Also happy to throw a party at Pete’s for that, too.
[Behind Vegas, Pete has been unaware his husband is home yet. So he's been taking a shower and comes out now in a tank top, a towel over his shoulder, and no pants. There's smears of something white all over his arms. He seems to be dancing to a song in his head as he turns around to grab some big books.
And starts pumping them like weights to show more of that bubble butt that he has and how naked it is. Pleased with himself, he sets them down and starts posing like a muscle model...]
And speaking of Pete… Looks like dinner is served.
[Pete spins around and quickly covers up his entire groin area with the towel with eyes the size of dinner plates now.] Vegas??? Why are you back already?
[A wolfish grin spreads over Vegas' face.] Glad I am for a dish like that.
[And Pete points at the device behind him.] Are you recording???
Fuck! [He fumbles a second or two and the feed abruptly ends.]
[Behind Vegas, Pete has been unaware his husband is home yet. So he's been taking a shower and comes out now in a tank top, a towel over his shoulder, and no pants. There's smears of something white all over his arms. He seems to be dancing to a song in his head as he turns around to grab some big books.
And starts pumping them like weights to show more of that bubble butt that he has and how naked it is. Pleased with himself, he sets them down and starts posing like a muscle model...]
And speaking of Pete… Looks like dinner is served.
[Pete spins around and quickly covers up his entire groin area with the towel with eyes the size of dinner plates now.] Vegas??? Why are you back already?
[A wolfish grin spreads over Vegas' face.] Glad I am for a dish like that.
[And Pete points at the device behind him.] Are you recording???
Fuck! [He fumbles a second or two and the feed abruptly ends.]

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[Since he's pretty sure that Vegas hasn't ever actually had to clean the messes he makes...]
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(( Pete is absolutely correct. Vegas doesn't do a lot of cleaning up after himself. ))
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[They might have had a professional laundromat at the main compound but that didn't mean he didn't have to get blood out of his clothes fast before sending them off sometimes.]
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(( Who knew? Not Vegas! But it's enough to get him up and heading toward the kitchen to get a little club soda. When he comes back, he pours a little on the towel in his hand and starts scrubbing the offensive spot. ))
Huh! That's... actually working well.
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[Moving around, he rolls over to stretch out on his stomach on the couch to enjoy the break with a big grin on his face.]
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Anything else I gotta do to this?
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(( Once he was done scrubbing with the club soda, he went to get a warm, wet washcloth to finish the job. ))
You wanna shower after I'm done here?
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[He could use it after that fucking.]
This couch is comfortable though.
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[He pats the spot under his head, clearly wanting to rest his head on Vegas' lap for attention and affection.]
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Yeah. Like that.
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(( That's basically him saying it was okay if Pete fell asleep on his lap. He wasn't going anywhere. ))
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[And so very sweet. He appreciates it so much because he's definitely going to fall asleep here. Vegas is so comfortable and he feels safe with him.]
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