Peraya:The One Shot Library

I Like Your Pink Milk (III)

ARTHIT

The next day, I take an extra 20 minutes in the bathroom because I just can't stop admiring the bite marks on my nipples. I don't know what is wrong with me, but the thought of having him leave his marks on me drove me crazy- the good kind.

My nipples are sore but for the first time in forever, I don't hate them.

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During lunch break, I am sitting with my best friends and munching on cheesy French fries when Kongpob enters the cafeteria.

His eyes swipe through the cafeteria before stopping on me, like he was searching for me. It makes my heart skip a beat.

He then picks a table directly opposite me, and shoots me a smile as he sips on his iced coffee. I blush and quietly begin sipping on my cold pink milk. He is still looking at me, and it is making me feel hot.

His eyes are hungry, and I can't stop remembering yesterday's events.

"Arthit, are you ok?" Knot asks me.

I nod hastily, tearing my eyes away from Kongpob's handsome face.

Good God, how am I supposed to survive if he keeps looking at me like he is doing right now ? He looks like he wants to eat me up, and fuck it, if he wants to, I'd happily let him.

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Is it weird that I am watching kongpob practice football and feeling ridiculously turned on ? Who cares anyway ?

I have obviously seen him play before and it's always made me a little bothered, but today just made me downright horny.

My nipples are already stiffening and beginning to poke through the pasties I always wear. I quickly hide my chest with my bag. I look towards Kongpob and our eyes meet.

And it sends a shiver down my spine, because I can sense that he caught me trying to hide my nipples. I turn red and look away, because I'm afraid if I keep staring at him, I'm gonna jump at him right here right now.

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I am lurking around the locker room, hoping that I will get a chance to steal Kongpob away. But, what am I supposed to tell him? That I need him to suck on my nipples again or I might go crazy?

That does not seem like a good idea.

I am still debating what should be my approach when someone pulls me inside the locker room and into a cubicle. My back is pressed flat against the wall.

I stare at Kongpob in shock.

"Hi." he says.

"H-hey!" I mutter. I am wildly aware of how close our faces are, our noses almost touching. Then I can feel his hands slip under my t-shirt and lightly toy with my nipples. I gasp because his hands are cold, and as he continues to fondle them, my eyes close and my head rolls back.

I know that the rest of the football team will be here soon, and we might get caught. But I could not bring myself to care about that at all. All I can think of is Kongpob's hands fondling my nipples and pinching them.

And suddenly, I find my t-shirt lifted as he sucks on my left nipple. I can feel all rational thoughts leaving my brain as he vehemently sets to slurping on my nipples.

I can't help but moan as my hands weave through Kongpob's ridiculously soft hair. Suddenly, I am lifted off the ground as he pins me against the wall with his weight. This is a more comfortable position for him clearly.