Chapter 26

(Tankhun POV)

Sunday Evening - the Moonlight

"Ladies and Gentlemen... Welcome to the Moonlight. The opening act for tonight, a sexy little number from "Chicago"!"

You got this, Tankhun Theerapanyakun. You will slay this stage!

The flirty and seductive intro of "All That Jazz" blared from the sound system and filled this intimate jazz club. Tankhun, who stood by himself in the center of the stage with his back to the audience, began to move to the beat of the music.

[Turn your body around, slowly…

Raise your right arm up,

And now your left,

Open your legs to the right, bend the knee slightly.]

That's perfect, display your long legs.

[Turn your body and face to the right,

Now lower your right hand,

Hold the pose.]

Make it smoking HOT.

[Turn your body again, facing the audience now,

Puff out your chest, pull your arms back slightly,

Look straight ahead, full of confidence,

Now walk forward, seductively,

Wave your hands to the left and right, along with your steps,

Drag your feet a little,

Step, drag… step, drag…. step, drag…]

Catch his eyes, smirk at him, make him squirm.

Chan stared at him non-stop with his mouth slightly open before finally gulping. Tankhun smiled with satisfaction.

O Captain! My Captain! Hold on to the table... this is only the beginning.

[Open your legs again,

This time make it wider and bend your legs lower,

Hold the pose.

Raise your right hand up, then lower it,

And place it in the middle of your right thigh.]

Are you ready, Cap?

"Come on babe, why don't we paint the town?

And all that jazz"

[Rotate your head slowly and then straighten it,]

Show off your long neck… Smile cheekily at him.

[Raise your right hand up, then bring it down quickly,

Place it in the middle of your right thigh.]

"I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down

And all that jazz"

[Caress your right thigh down to the knee, then back up again,

Crawling down the fingers of your right hand from thigh to the knee.]

Do it leisurely, Tankhun… drawing his attention to your beautiful legs.

"Start the car, I know a whoopee spot

Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot"

[Make a motion like turning a car keys,

Index finger pointing up, rotate it,

Bend your elbows and place your hands in front of your chest,

Shake your fingers, rotate your hips.]

Don't let his gaze stray from you…

"It's just a noisy hall, where there's a nightly brawl

And all that jazz"

[Turn your body to the right, swing your right hand from below to above your head,

Spread your legs wide to the right, lower them as low as possible.

Lower your arms again, hanging at your sides.

Facing Left, rotate your right shoulder,

Facing Right, rotate your left shoulder,

Shake your hips back and forth while snapping the fingers of your left hand,]

More intense look… Burn the stage, Tankhun!

Several naughty catcalls sounded from the audience. Tankhun smiled in amusement seeing Chan clenching his fists and looking so scary and so ready to attack. But Chan didn't move an inch from his chair and kept his gaze focused on Tankhun.

Ooh, is somebody getting possessive? Good. Keep it that way. You won't see other people with that kind of look ever again.

Tankhun was so ready for another round of torture for Chan.

"Slick your hair and wear your buckle shoes

And all that jazz

I hear that Father Dip is gonna blow the blues

And all that jazz

Hold on hon, we're gonna bunny-hug

I bought some aspirin down at United Drug

In case you shake apart and want a brand new start

To do that jazz"

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(Chan POV)

These were the longest three minutes of Chan's life.

Was he even breathing? Chan really couldn't remember. In his head, right now, there was only Tankhun.

Tankhun and his tight black shirt that clung to his slender body. Tankhun and his black vest, which were also tight, perfectly accentuated the curves of his back, slim waist, and perky ass. Tankhun and his shiny black sequin hot pants that show off those killer legs that Chan loves so much. He didn't know whether the black sheer stockings made things better or worse. Chan - for sure - didn't want anyone else to see Tankhun's bare skin but THAT stocking made his baby look so alluring. Too alluring!

When one or two spectators, who were sitting behind him, cat-called Tankhun, Chan almost lost it. He was so damn close to dragging and punching those bastards, but he just couldn't take his eyes off Tankhun. He couldn't even breathe to save himself! It seemed like he truly was not breathing during Tankhun's performance, because Chan needed an Oxygen tank, like now!

After bowing many times to the audience and receiving a standing ovation for his performance, the sexy scientist finally stepped down the stage to walk towards Chan, who was still trying to catch his breath. And, of course, Tankhun had to walk exactly like the way he was walking in his performance just now. That step and drag routine really drove Chan mad, so he decided - for the sake of his sanity - to just walk up to Tankhun and hug his slender body tightly. Chan needed to make Tankhun stop moving, for his movement was too lethal tonight.

"Is this your revenge?" asked Chan desperately in Tankhun's ear. "Baby, please tell me that this is your revenge."

Tankhun giggled happily before raising his head and replying, "What if I say that it's not my revenge?"

"Then I have to call the police to report an attempted murder."

Another happy giggled. It was the most beautiful sound.

"Sweet mouth."

"Hey, I'm just being honest here," stated Chan. "Your revenge... I mean, your performance, was as epic as you promised me at the Deli."

Tankhun was stunned as he stared at Chan intently, no longer giggling.

For a moment there, Chan felt worried that he had created another awkward atmosphere, just like he did at last week's dinner. But, the Captain couldn't detect any bad vibes coming from Tankhun this time. He just kept looking at Chan - not as intense as earlier though, before in the end asking him in a soft voice, "Should I be flattered, Captain?"

Out of the blue, after asking that question, Tankhun's cheeks were flushed. Not only that, the sassy Doctor was also lowered his gaze demurely.

It was his turn to be stunned now. Something had changed in Tankhun's demeanor tonight, and even though Chan could see it with his own eyes, still, he didn't know the exact reason that caused this development. He refused to assume about something that was not certain, especially because he had once taken the wrong step. So, he chose to play it safe and not second guess the answer. The last thing Chan wanted was to get his hopes up too high, only to end up in disappointment later on. Yet, it doesn't mean that Chan couldn't enjoy what he can to the fullest, right?

Damn right!

So, once again, Chan pulled Tankhun's body towards him and hugged him tightly.

"You should."

TBC

AN:

This chapter is 100% inspired by P'Tong sexy performance in KPTS World Tour Concert.

Below is the YouTube link for a video that I used as a reference for Tankhun's performance:
watch?v=AnvsLMvmPgU