Peraya One Shot

Toxic

Kongpob stared out the window arms folded over his chest glaring at the street below him. It was close to nine P.M. and his boyfriend wasn't home. Which worried him and pissed him off at the same time. He tapped his foot against the floor running his tongue over his teeth. When his P'Arthit got home he was going to give that man a piece of his mind.

They couple was coming up on their second anniversary, and Arthit should know the rules by know. If he was going to be late, he needed to tell Kongpob in advance. Kongpob understood sometimes emergency come up, but even then he needs to be told. If he didn't hear from his boyfriend, Kongpob would show up at his office demanding answers, and everyone knew it.

The only reasons he didn't do it tonight is because he had dinner with his parents and didn't check his notifications till he got home.

"I swear to go, if he isn't home in the next thirty minutes I am going to find his ass." He mumbled to himself. He moved away from the window heading towards their bedroom. He was going to take a shower and try to calm himself down. That was the best thing right now, otherwise he might fucking explode.

Walking back into the bedroom twenty minutes later, rubbing a towel on his head, He noticed his boyfriend taken his shirt off. He stopped, moving and looked at him up and down.

"Where the fuck where you?" Kongpob demanded to know wrapping the towel around his neck crossing his arms over his naked chest.

Arthit spun around his tired eyes already dropping. "Work." He mumbled. He didn't want to fight. He knew how Kongpob, he had a pounding migraine, he was hungry and wanted to sleep. "Please Kongpob...don't start."

"Why the fuck shouldn't I start?! It's almost nine fucking thirty, you are well over three hours late coming home! You didn't call me or message me that you were going to be late!" Kongpob narrowed his eyes, looking at his boyfriend naked chest. "Strip, let me look at you."

"What the fuck for?" Arthit asked fully awake now.

"I want to see if your lover left marks on you. That is the real reason you were late huh? You were out there fucking someone else. Or we you the one being fucked?"

"I'm not fucking cheating on you Kongpob! How many fucking times do I have to tell you that?!" Now Arthit was pissed. "I was fucking working late, our supply cancelled on us at fucking two this after noon and we had to scramble to try and find someone that would helps us! We have order deadlines and this just pushed us all the way back!"

"Show me your fucking phone, prove to me you were not out there cheating. Let me look at your body and make sure you don't smell like someone else scent."

"Are you a fucking dog?" Arthit growled at me.

"Why are you fighting this so much?" Kongpob raised an eyebrow smirking. "You're fighting this because you've been caught. You are cheating and now you are trying to wiggle your way out of this."

"I am not cheating!!" Arthit exploded. "You want to exam me like a fucking psychopath? You want to go though my fucking phone? Fine fucking do it! I don't have anything to fucking hide!"

Breathing deeply, and fueled by rage, Arthit stripped out of clothes, kicking them to the side. He grabbed his phone off the bed, unlocking it, even though he didn't need too, since Kongpob knew his passcode. "Here fucking check. Stick a finger in my ass too. You will see I'm still tight since you haven't fucked me in weeks."

Kongpob marched over to him, glaring at him hard, as he started to exam every inch of Arthit skin. There was a faint red mark right above Arthit left nipple Kongpob new he put there himself that very morning. He got down on this knees grabbing Arthit cock, sniffing it. It smelled slightly musky, with just a very hint of soap, from his shower this morning. After examining Arthit legs, he turned his boyfriend around bending him over the bed.