To Hold Tight or to Let Go

Chapter Sixteen

"Don't you ever come to my work like that again."

Kongpob slowly came to, Arthit's voice awakening him from his slumber.

"I don't know what plan you and Ploy concocted but this is not okay mae. And I don't want to hear any other excuses. You threatened the life of the person I love and you know well that I love him. I don't know how much longer I can do this with you and por and Ploy. Every day you take a little piece of me and soon there will be nothing left. When it gets to that point I hope you can live with yourself." Arthit hung up the phone and tossed it to the side. He was sitting on the bed with his feet on the ground and leaning his elbows on his knees as he thought about what he was going to do next.

As he was thinking, he felt two arms wrap around him, and kisses pressed to his neck.

"You're actually awake before me, I'm impressed," Kongpob said.

"Sorry I woke you," Arthit said, moving his head to the side so he could kiss Kongpob's cheek.

"It's fine P. But lay back down, it's not time to get ready for work yet." Arthit scooted back and got back in bed, leaning against the pillows. Kongpob rested against his chest and Arthit wrapped his arms around Kongpob.

"I used to have dreams about being like this when we were apart," Kongpob mumbled. "Dreams that I would wake up in your arms like this and we'd talk about pointless things and laugh with each other. I loved those dreams but waking up from them was pure hell."

"I'm sorry," Arthit said, kissing the top of Kongpob's head.

"Why are you apologizing? It was my dreams," Kongpob said.

Arthit didn't answer. Instead he just had that far away look again. Kongpob looked up at him and kissed his cheek. He blinked into awareness again and looked down at Kongpob.

"Are you okay P?"

"Yes. Just a lot on my mind."

"Want a distraction?"

"What kind of distraction?" Arthit asked.

Kongpob rose up a little. "The best kind of distraction. Morning sex." Arthit gazed at him then gave him a sexy smirk.

"Pass me condoms and lube," Arthit smiled.

Kongpob sat up and went to the bedside drawer to get the items. When he gave it to Arthit, Arthit smiled wickedly at him.

"I said condoms, Kongpob. Not condom. I want more than one."

"Whoa P, remember we still have work," Kongpob said. "There's no way I can take more than one round of that cock of yours."

"Don't worry, you'll be able to," Arthit said, sitting up and pulled Kongpob to lay back down. "I'll prep you really well and to be fair, for the first round I'm not going to last that long. So, it won't even feel like two rounds. You turn me into a one-minute man but how good you feel."

"Where has this Arthit been my entire life," Kongpob breathed, watching as Arthit pulled off his shirt.

"He's been here. Just had some maturing to do first." Arthit hooked his thumbs in Kongpob's shorts and began pulling them down. "Are you ready baby?"

"I'm ready," Kongpob panted.

"Good," Arthit smiled.

Kongpob would always be ready to make love to Arthit but two hours later, he was secretly scowling and cursing at Arthit behind his back.

"I can sense your evil glare," Arthit said as he tried to fix his tie.

"You're lucky a glare is all you're getting right now," Kongpob said. He hobbled over to Arthit and turned him around so he could fix Arthit's tie for him. Arthit smiled and put his hands on Kongpob's waist and massaged it tenderly.