For the next few days type had to stay hidden given he needed time for the bite tharn left to heal. It irritated type to no end but there wasn't any thing really to do about it. Make up didn't seem to work when he tried the first night given the impression was very deep.
By the 3rd day, type was before his mirror to be eyeing over it with a face, it was healing but only slightly.
Signing, he turned to place his body to the counter to then wrap his arms about himself to look forward to make a face.
How long can I stay to my room before my father comes for me? I need to be training, not hiding here then having sex with tharn at night.
Type made a really hard face to then lift his head up to dart his eyes over the ceiling.
Think I need to cut him off given what he did.
Type then slowly moved his hand up to then extend two fingers to probe the wound that was covered now by a bandage to grit his teeth.
Think that's something I should do, no more sex until this bite mark goes away.
Type made a really hard face.
Would tharn accept that though?
Type signed and hard to groan to then go about his bathroom, to then go to his room to head straight to the dresser to then pick out clothes to then place them on to go to his bed to lay to his side to look to the wall.
This is not something I need to be worrying about right now. In just a couple of weeks I'm 17 then the tournament is going to happen. Mmm..... Maybe if tharn and I are not placed with the other, maybe I need to lose, then tharn can be with the other at the end then things don't need to happen?
Type groaned to then go to his back to place his arms over his eyes to take in deep breathes.
If I don't win, what would my father do to me? Would he kick me out? Kill me? What would he do?
Type moved his arms from his eyes to rest them to either side of his body to look up to the ceiling with a face.
There has to be something I can do here. I don't think the final tournament should be me and tharn.
Type made a hard face to then go to his side to place his hands under his head to look to the wall.
What can I do to get out of this? Losing is an option but I'm sure there is a price to that. Know my father will get pissed at that. Don't know how tharn would take it. Maybe at the final he plans to still kill you.
Type rolled his eyes to then shuffle to go to his other side to place his hands under his pillow to eye that wall.
I need to think of something.
Types eyes darted has his thoughts started to turn to thinking about his nanny to where sulina nor tharn found anything about her. He then widened his eyes to move up to dart his eyes to groan to place his hands to his eyes to rub a bit.
Fuck! I still haven't dealt with the sulina situation! With what happened in the library! Fuuuuuck! Well..... Since so far nothing has happened sure he hasn't gone to my father about it, think would have known about that, don't think he will ever go to my father about something, or even anything if he didn't need to. But I need to deal with that situation. Uuugh!!! Why did you have to fucking bite me tharn! I need to be dealing with my life not hiding here in my room!!
Type flopped back down to have his hands over his eyes to groan.
Fuuuuuck!
He then sat right back up to turn his head to widen his eyes has tharn came in to then stop to eye over him.
"Yes?"
Type rolled his eyes to then reach for his phone that was to his side table to then take it to himself to not see a message from him, for tharn to roll his eyes to then go to type to grab the phone to place his hands to the bottom of his shirt to then throw to the side to place his hands to his chest to push him down to hover to tilt his head to the side to look over his shirt to make a face to sign, to then place his fingers to his nipples to play with them on top of his shirt for type to tense to then take in a deep breathe. He then placed his hands to his wrists for tharn to stop the action to eye up.
Type looked over him and hard.
"Think you need to leave."
Tharn raised an eye brow to then get out of types hold for them to wrestle a bit for tharn to then get ahold of type for him to be to his knees, behind him, has type sat to his butt with his arms behind for the two to eye the other.
"Tharn!"
Tharn smirked to then place his mouth to his neck, to take a hand down to place it into his boxers to take out his member to start to stroke, type curled his toes inward to lift his head back to start to take in very deep breathes has he was getting jerked off, for tharn to then go to his ear.
"Still wish for me to leave?"
Type signed to shake his head a bit for tharn to laugh once more.
"Good boy."
"Uuugh! Would you stop that! It's demeaning! I am older then you and you have no...... No......mmmm......."
Type lifted his head back has tharn moved his free hand up to place it palm down over his head to move it about has pre cum ozzed out his slit to continue to pump his length to be at his ear to nibble.
"You're being a very good boy type."
Type rolled his eyes to then moan and hard has tharn started to suck at types neck and hard to lower them down for type not to know what kind of night he was about to have.
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Fanfictionin Thailand there were two very big rival gangs, one the naritams, they were precise, quiet and deadly the other the duungis, they were gentle, intelligent and very hard to defeat. years ago all the gangs in Thailand got along well, however with the...
