It wasn't Christophe Giacometti's first walk in the park, and the world knew that. Everyone could tell by the way that he interacted with his fans and the ice that he was a man with one thing on his mind. But Christophe hadn't been with someone who had never even seen the park before. Even his first time had had plenty of experience and they had tested the grass a lot before they went in deep.

But here he was, the infamous Christophe Giacomettti, laying beside a nervous Phichit as they discussed the possibility of introducing the innocent Thailander to the park.

"Is it as fun as they say?" Phitchit asked as he scrolled through his phone, too embarrassed to look his friend in the eye. "I mean, like… does it blow your mind?"

"I wouldn't do it if it didn't," Chris giggled back as he found Phichit's embarrassment adorable. "I still can't believe that you've never done it before."

"I don't know," Phichit sighed as he sat up on the bed. "I was always told that it was something big to be shared with the right person, and I haven't even met a person willing to try before." There was an obvious blush that covered his cheeks and Chris couldn't help but stare.

"I'm sure that you've met someone before and you just didn't notice," Chris tried to consol.

Phichit shook his head and looked away, the embarrassment showing even more. Chris sat up behind Phichit and wrapped his arms around the other man.

"You really are oblivious," Chris growled as he rested his chin on the exposed skin where Phichit's neck met his shoulder.

"Yeah?" Phichit asked as shivers started to run down his spine, either from the implication or the hot breaths on his exposed skin. Either way, Phichit was enjoying the sensation.

"I saw you preform years ago," Chris said as his long eyelashes brushed Phichit's skin. "And you looked so perfect on the ice, I just wanted to prove that you're human too. You seemed so untouchable and I had to have you. So pure. So tame. I had to see who you really were."

Phichit giggled in response. "Well, you kinda nailed it. I'm not wild or seductive like you."

"You are half right," Chris interjected. "You aren't wild, but you are crazy seductive."

Phichit sat in shocked silence. He had no clue what Chris was talking about. People had described him as cute, pure, adorable, and likeable before, no one had ever dared to say that he was seductive. Truth be told, he probably wouldn't have believed them if they had.

"How?" Phichit breathed.

"You are a tease Chulanont," Chris replied. "You show everyone just enough of you that they want more. In every picture, they see just enough of you and your life and they feel like they can be apart of it, but they can't. And I want to know everything about you. Everything that you're hiding just out of frame in your pictures."

Phichit stiffened in Chris' arms. This was like a dream come true to the Thai boy. He had had a crush on Chris for the longest time. Chris was everything that Phichit wasn't and almost wished that he could be. Everyone talked to Phichit like he was as perfect as the pictures that he took. Everyone commented on how he captured everything that needed to be captured – but here was someone who saw past it all. He was shocked that something that profound would come out of the mouth of Christophe Giacometti – the man who could even make the ice cum.

"You're just saying that to get in my pants," Phichit decided.

Chris giggled into Phichit's shoulder and shook his head at the adorable man in front of him. "Sadly, I'm not," Chris corrected. "I mean every word."

There was a pause as Phichit took in what Christophe had said. The man behind him had more to him than his sex appeal.

"Though I wouldn't mind if it helped."

Phichit then leaned back into the Swiss man as he laughed and submitted to where things were going. Phichit really liked Chris, and, maybe there wasn't a right person, but Chris could sure paint himself as the perfect one.

Phichit tilted his head back and allowed Chris to connect their mouths. There was Phichit's first kiss gone at the age of twenty-one – and soon he would allow this perfect man to show him around the park – because really, Phichit couldn't think of anyone he would rather do this with.