Your Name

54| "No one else needs to hear you but me."

╰┈➤𝐖𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐕*ೃ༄

P'Yin immediately ducks down, nuzzling his head against my neck. He began to shower wet kisses along my skin, tracing a path up the side of my throat. I tilted my head back, granting him better access. "P'Yin..." I breathe out.

He continued his assault on my neck, his fingers hooking into the collar of my t-shirt and pulling it down to expose my collarbone. "You taste so sweet, baby," he murmured against my skin. He then sucked harshly on my collarbone, eliciting a soft moan from me. The sensation of his mouth on my skin is intoxicating.

"P'Yin, wait," I said but he silenced me with a gentle "Shhh," his lips moving to my ear.

"Too late, baby," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin, "I'm already hard because of you." He nibbled on the tip of my ear, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. "I just need to feel you around me. Will you let me?"

I blushed and gave him a simple nod, knowing that's all he needed to hear to know I'm giving myself to him.

We tried to control our voices, mindful of the thin walls of the tent in the campsite. He upped my face and captured my lips in a passionate kiss. My breath caught in my throat as he deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as his hands found their way to my ass, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Mmmm, P'Yin..." I gasped at the sensation, tugging on his hair as he slipped his tongue into my mouth.

P'Yin continued to explore my mouth with a fervor. Our breath mingled in the confined space of the tent. The warmth of his mouth against mine was intoxicating and I was lost in the sensation.

After what felt like an eternity, I broke the kiss, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath. P'Yin looked at me with a gentle smile, his eyes sparkling with affection.

"P'Yin...don't look at me like that," I murmured shyly.

He chuckled softly, leaning in to place a tender kiss on my forehead. "Let's get undressed," he suggested.

I bit my lower lip nervously, nodding in agreement as I met his eyes. P'Yin reached for the hem of my t-shirt, pulling it up over my head and tossing it aside. I could feel P'Yin's eyes on me, his gaze lingering on my exposed torso and a blush crept up my neck.

"Phi-P'Yin's turn," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the quiet of the tent as I reached for the bottom of his shirt.

P'Yin raised his arms obediently, allowing me to took his shirt off his body. I marveled at the sight in front of me, shamelessly drinking in the contours of his physique. Every line and curve seemed perfectly sculpted. He was like a god, carved from marble and brought to life and I couldn't help but marvel at his perfection.

With a tender smile, P'Yin reached out to cup my face. "You are beautiful," he murmured. "And you are mine, War Wanarat."

P'Yin hovered over me with stealth, his hands firmly planted on either side of my head. He wasted no time in peppering my body with kisses, his hardness pressing against my thigh. His touch trailed down my body, teasingly tracing over my nipples before applying a firm pinch which made me bit my lower lip.

"Phi-P'Yin..."

He cupped my chest, squeezed tightly as he continued his exploration. His mouth found its way to my collarbone, grazing his teeth against my nipple, eliciting a hiss of pleasure from me. My hands instinctively tangled in his hair. Meanwhile, his hand ventured further south, pulling my pants down and stroking my cock.

"P'Yin..." I moaned, my eyes fixed on the sight of him pleasuring me so expertly. He met my eyes, a look of hunger and intensity reflected in his as he quickened his movements.