As the sun kisses them with a new morning, Arthit laying half on top of Kong. He leans his lips showering Kong with sweet kisses all over his fluffy face, his flawless forehead, sleeping eyes. Soft cheek muscle angle down to smooth jaw his open lips, kissing every inch he finds Kong looking cute in his sleep though his hair get disheveled and eyes were droopy
Feeling the warm kisses leisurely Kong start to stir in his sleep he was still having the early morning sluggish mood
while Arthit hovering on top of his body waiting for Kong to open his eyes, as Kong feel he get tucked by his husband weight he moaned "givvemee...five more minutes" he yawned closing his eyes
His husband gave a skeptical laugh he moves closer kissing again all over his face
He softly swat Arthit kissing face away "darling I want to sleep.." he whine covering himself with a quilt up to his face
Arthit pulled the quilt down to his abdomen and started to kiss him again "no, kiss me"
He is trying to push away Arthit's face kissing his belly "Phee..no!!!" Kong whined
Arthit snuggled into his neck making him to ticklish under him and Kong was laughing wriggling under him "Arthit...n.oo" he is laughing loud "stop" he laugh again much louder as Arthit kept tickling him
Kong tried to move the tickling fingers from his waist "stop stop" he is laughing still Arthit tickles him
He removes his hand leaning onto Kong face he again peck his forehead "I love you" he whisper in low voice
Kong smiled to him "love you too, darling"
Arthit once again pecked his forehead "only five" observing Kong cute pout he chuckled and got out of bed he again warn him "you have to wake up, don't make me come again" he see Kong sleeping covering himself more with quilt
He shakes his head walking into the bathroom he gets done with his business when he comes out of the bathroom, He sees Kong sleeping on his belly he leaves to the kitchen to make some coffee and watering their rose plants it became an extra work to Arthit
Kong is the one who asked him for rose plants and in addition to Arthit work, there he was like a gardener he stood in back patio thinking he has to water the plants, he shook his head yet laughing thinking of his sleepy husband
He came back with an orange plastic tube line which can be foldable and mouldable, fixing one end of the tube to a wall tap he turned the faucet on, the water flow out running from another end of the tube, holding the tube line he kept watering the young fresh rose pots also watered remaining big plants he thinks to buy a plumbing fixator with the showerhead which will be easy for him to pour water in rose pots and also a sprayer type so that he can sprinkle water on rose petals to keep them fresh and alive for a long time
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Our Marriage (M-preg) ✔
FanfictionArthit and kongpob wedding. involves their wedding life with family drama. My own story of "wedding" (forth-ming) translation into (peraya version) "our marriage"