Comatose- Truth among the lies.

4

Tharn came home, tired. Today has been a long day.

After the talk, Mr.Chen , Tharn and a few of Chens team came up with the perfect script for how the scene should play out when Tharn meets Type.
Types room has cctvs which where playing on reception after all.

In all honesty Tharn couldn't be more happy to have a guy like Type as his spouse.
It is not a secret that unconscious and comatosed  patients often get sexual abused very often no matter how strong their background is.

He hurried inside Type’s room, with a worried face. Hello started creating a scene when a nurse tried to stop him. Tell her he has all rights to check up on his husband.

He rushed to Type's side and his breath hitched. Type shouldn't look that attractive just lying there unconscious. No he looks like a sleeping beauty and for once Tharn is scared. He really should take extra care to make sure no one touches Type.

He sits next to Type “My love, what happened to you? Oh god”.He gently caresses Type's face, the snowy face, so fucking soft reflecting all the Chen’s money and wealth.

Soft. Fucking soft. Even your skin screams rich. Must have spent a shit load of your daddy's money, my baby. This employee is happy his money was put to good use.

Tharn thinks as he starts stroking Type’s cheek. He slowly moved to the lip.
And god, that's gonna be the death of him.
He wants kiss Type right here.
He softly kisses his head and all of sudden there is a commotion.

He sees an angry Chen enter, Chen is supposed to find out about their marriage today according to the script but Tharn know the man is genuinely angry. Tharn was planning to kiss his sick son for the world to see. So Tharn understands.

The scene unfolds as planned. Chen grabbing him by collar, him pleading, telling Chen that he couldn't forget Type even after being warned to prosper first, and that they are secretly married.
Chen screaming for the cctv to be turned off.
It was perfect.

“ I’ ll stay with him from tomorrow sir. I’ll work from here.” Tharn said to Chen.

“ No need, I can come whenever I have time. There are cameras.” Chen dismissed.

Like fuck i will let him alone.
Tharn faked a smile and continued” Im worried about his safety sir. I'll be his husband so I'm family. This makes our story more believable too. It's better to be safe sir, wouldn't want anyone laying a finger on your son , ory husband.” Tharn convinced.

After a long talk Chen finally agreed.

Tharn was unpredictable like him but this time even Chen couldn't tell what were Tharn's intention was.

Tharn sighed as he slumped onto his couch.

The tape would be leaked to public in a week.
And tomorrow is Tharn's wedding.
He couldn't help but grin.

It was sad Type was in coma but Tharn was sure he's ll will wake up. Chen was filthy rich, that hospital was fucking famous,with that much of care it was impossible for him to not wake up.

Tharn will go to any length to have Type. He will make sure he wakes up.

Tired, he closed his eyes and Type's image popped in his mind. The pure and chaste beauty, lying there without any resistance.

Fuck.
Tharn instantly grew hot .

Type's face literal flawless and had an aura of calmness and sophistication. Like white jade. Like something young Tharn couldn't imagine touching.

Tharn started getting hard more he thought about it.

His lip, god those fluffy lips…. Soft like a flower, pink like rose quartz….

Tharn undid his buckle and opening his pants and taking his dick out…

What should I do with those lips Type, huh? Reward you with your first kiss?
Should I give you a peck, or should I give you a mouth full of your husband tounge?

Tharn groaned as he kept stroking himself, imagination wild.

Or should I let my dick give you the first kiss?
Would like that? kiss my cock?
Stuff your pretty pretty lips with my cock,.?
Tell you that's how you makeout ?
Will you lie there plaint as I fuck into that mouth?

Tharn buckled into his hands imaging himself fucking into unconscious Type's mouth. Unfortunately that's the only Type he has seen.

“Fuck…Type..” he moaned.

He imagined himself talking to Type, he tried picturing him waking upto it..

“Confused baby?” He would ask as he give a deep thrust making him gag and tears fill his eyes…
He's ll grab Type's hair pushing him closer to his pelvis until his nose touch his pelvis …

“Are you this pink everywhere?” He’ll ask flushed Type as he pulls back and thrust again.
“Tell me are you pink down here too? Is the lips down there as good as the ones around your husband's cock?” tharn will ask as he grabs Type's clothed cunt rough.

Type would cry as he nodded, embarrassed by his husband’s words , his actions.

Tharn fasted his phase , his breathing fasted as he got close to his release.

He finally comes hard and takes moment before bringing his dirty hand near his face..
Realizing what he has just done..

Tharn shook his head slightly, a smile on his lip…” you are sick sick man Tharn…and you're stuck with this sicko Type..” he spoke to himself while wiping himself clean.

One day it'll be the precious son of Thailand's wealthiest man that takes his cock instead of his own hands…

He remembers being told he shouldn't even dream about living like Mr.Chens son at the orphanage… That the chairman's son is the sun and he is the dirt that should be happy that it got hit by a ray of sunshine.

Tharn now will be able to touch that precious son with his dirty hand…put the dirtiest part of him into him…he will make sure that white lotus will one day have a load of his cum in his mouth,  Tharn's child in his belly,and him in heart mind and soul..

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