A story about a young man who has his life turned into a living breathing hit list. During the day he is a top student because of his perfect performance. At night his gang take out the unsavoury. Since his student mentor asked he is now the head ha...
After hours of shifting through many documents regarding this drug lord. My eyes have started to feel the burn for the need to sleep gnawing at my very core. However, I cannot stop worrying about what Nong Kongpob said to me...
"Because I remember seeing your friends faces before... P'Arthit! Aren't you curious as to when?"
I have been distracting myself over and over trying to forget him, but I can't not after our first encounter. He was confident, yet I could tell he is innocent for the way the world works. It makes me what to corrupt him and make him beg to be with me. Fuck...this is the exact reason I can't think of him. My body reacts before I even know it's happening. Love at first sight... such a childish notion.
At last I couldn't resist it anymore and I headed toward my room. I quickly showered and jumping into my bed. Screw wearing clothes too much effort.
Morning
The moment the sun touched my face I knew I fucked up. I never put an alarm on my phone. I scrambled out of my bed and grabbed my cell. Sure enough, I am late... very late. I jumped into the shower and quickly styled my hair. I booked it out of there in record time.
My bike waits for me in all its glory. My lips formed into smirk as I looked at its fiery looks. I have been looking after this bike since my mentor went missing well after they declared him dead.
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The ride to the campus was shorter when I drive this machine maybe it's because I feel like the rules don't apply to me or I'm just a speed demon. I laughed at he thought only to discover the person I had no intentions on seeing was standing in front of me. Smiling while waving. Dangerously handsome. Was what my brain kept on uttering while I tried but failed to walk passed him.
"Where are you going, P'Ai'Oon?" His smooth like butter voice taking me to place I never knew a voice could it only furthered my fantasy of him screaming and begging underneath me. I shake my head out of the thought. "Nong, I'm on my way to class. I cannot talk right now." He looks at me as if he knows exactly why I have entered at this time. "If that is so, I'm mustn't not keep you. However.." he leads over and whispered into my ears. "Don't think too much about me and study well."
The hairs on my skin melt at the sultry voice whispering into my ears making my lower region awaken. fuck it. I grabbed Kongpob's face before he could pull back and slammed our lips together. Fuck protocol, and overthinking. Our lips touched and I felt the heat i knew that was going to be there. At first Kongpob was still unmoving until i started to lick the bottom of his lip. i heard a moan excape from him. he began kissing back with more vigor then i had originally expected, but he needs to understand who is in charge. I shoved my tongue inside tasting his sweet cavern. Sucking on his tongue like it was best taffey in world. His handspulled grabbing handfuls of my shirt trying to pull me in closer, so we are flushed together.
Our kiss was interrupted when i heard a cough not to far off. i pulled away relucantly. the beautiful brown eyes sparkling and jumping around while looking at ne. his face and hair are obviously wrecked by my wondering hands. he looks as though he was ravished by beast.
"i wasn't expecting to do that, but...." "dont appoligize. i wanted it too, so is today our day one?" he bit his lips in a shy mannor. making me forget the question he just asked. i wanted to devour him again. i was about to pull him in again, but he put his finger to my mouth. "faen?" "fucking hell yes." i moved his finger into my mouth and sucked on it. "remember me while you study, Faen." and i left him standing there in shock.
as i left i realized the shit what I had just did. Knott will definitely not be pleased to hear about it, but maybe i can keep it a secret for now? Who am I kidding... I can't keep this a secret. I smirked to myself as I walked towards my class. Not caring if I looked out of sorts. Let the games begin.
The class was over quicker than I had hoped. I didn't want to face the obvious questions my friends are giving me. Bright ppointed out my lip was slightly bleeding. My little cub must of done that. My devilish smile appeared on face only making my friend question my behaviour more. I sighed as the professor dismissed the class and I am surrounded by my gang.
"Are you going to tell us what happened to your lip? Bright snickered while pretending to have an innocent face. Damn him. "Nothing happened... just kissing my faen... they got carried away." I rolled my eyes. ""Arthit! You don't have a faen!" Knott interrupted "at last, Knott my friend you have been miss lead. I do... now!" "Who? Who are they?" Toota shrieked "Kongpob Suttiluck."
The silence ensued was deafening. "What the hell we're you thinking Arthit!" "Hmmm, do really want to know?" I stared at him with a slight smile while raising an eyebrow. "I..." Knott stutters "I do!" Bright and Toota yelled I licked my lips and smirked, "I want to see him underneath..." than hand covered my mouth and I looked up from my seat and there was Prem. "Enough Arthit. We got the gist of it..." he shakes his head.
"Arthit... why him?" Knott muttered "love at first sight?" "You are incredible... just answer the damn question." "No I'm serious. Love at first sight. The moment i walked into that hall I saw him, when he challenged me, when I carried him in my arms, when I cared for him, when I was alone, my thoughts are of him... why don't you give me a better explanation?"
They all stared at me like I have gone mad, but the truth is I have. I knew it. I felt it in my core. I wanted him and nothing else. My hopes and dreams can disappear as long as I had him. What a strange notion when we have only just met. At last, I can't change these feelings that have started nor do I want too.
The rest of the day I was just sitting around ignoring whatever they were looking at me for. I just wanted to think what do you with Kongpob. I mean what did he know about my friends face? was he there? I do know, he was there at the office? But.... You see, there's so much I need to know however, now all I can think about is him and his lips.
Finally it was time for the hazing meeting. I had a brilliant idea pop into my head. why don't I go to his class and pull something over his head. I stand outside the door of his classroom waiting for the professor to finish speaking. I knocked slightly and the professor looks sees me. They smile and nods, so he finishes his statement to the class, while picking up his items and leaves.
I walk in with a smile on my face while staring at all the freshman worrying what on earth is the head hazer doing in their classroom. I shouted in a commanding voice, "I will see you soon... be ready in five minutes in the hall and 0062 come with here." I pointed my slender fingers at him gesturing him to come forward. His friend from before looking at Kongpob with great worry, but the look on my cub was that of Anticipation. He quickly gets up from his seat put his stuff in his bag and walks over to me. I raised my arm and slipped it around his waist as we left the class. I could almost imagine the dumbfounded face of the freshman. As they try to understand what they had just witnessed.
"P'Arthit?" "Hmm" "Why did you do that?" I turned to look at his handsome face and placed my pale hands onto it trapping it between the. "When I accepted you. I told myself I would not be ashamed. I will proudly tell everyone that I am yours. I understand that, you have to understand that you have been caught by a wild tiger, my little cub." His face showing array of pink tones, even through his honey coloured skin. I quickly pecked his lips and continued our walk to the hazer hall.
*** Sorry for the slow update, but covid/lockdowns are seriously affecting my mood and writing ambitions. Lynzee
