A Sotus 3 Part Story

Part 1-Almost There

Arthit really loves Kongpob's apartment, but there was just something special about the Freshman's bathroom. Firstly, the water pressure was just right and it warmed up a little faster than his own shower. The stall was just big enough to fit them both comfortably, allowing them enough room to move around each other and do...whatever.

Whatever meant Kongpob washing his hair, or soaping his back, or touching him in that naughty place. His boyfriend could hardly keep his hands to himself and them being naked together made him a very touchy 'touch monster'. Not that Arthit didn't like Kongpob's hands on him but if he followed his boyfriend they would live in the shower. It made Kongpob's propensity for taking too long to get ready in the mornings even worse.

But Arthit could tell he was blushing hard following his own train of thoughts. He quickly rinsed off and stepped out of the stall before drying off with a towel, wrapping it around his waist and then stepping out to the bedroom. They had both gotten in together from the college campus earlier but Kongpob had ran back out to get something to eat, something they both forgot because they were excited to finally be alone. Exams had just ended and they were both free to spend a lot more time together. Both their groups of friends had wanted to go out and celebrate but Arthit could tell from the look in his boyfriend's eyes that all he wanted was him tonight. That look had sent butterflies dancing through his stomach and gooseflesh washing over his skin. There was a silent promise there and it scared and excited Arthit in the same breath.

What was Kongpob planning tonight?

Arthit considered getting dressed but ditched that idea shortly after. Studying for the exams was time consuming and brutal and Kongpob would have him out of his clothes in less than a minute anyway just to get a taste of what he'd been denied for the past week. He sat on the bed and spared a cursory glance around the apartment before he settled on that high school picture of Kongpob that made him look funny. It's never failed to put a smile on his face.

"Hey, P'Arthit, I'm back."

Arthit turned his head to see his boyfriend at the threshold, closing the door with one hand while the other held the bag of food. He could see the outline of the pink milk cup through the white bag being held in the same hand. He smiled before turning around.

"Hi, you're back early this time." Arthit held the foot he had on the bed and drew it close to his body while slightly hunching his shoulders. He always felt just a bit embarrassed in Kongpob's company because the guy didn't know when to stop being a cheesy ass sometimes.

"The line wasn't long..." Kongpob threw the keys on the keyholder and quickly put the food on the table before he dived on the bed like a child and grabbed him.

"Hey! What the he...!" Arthit's words were cut off and his breath stopped for a moment when Kongpop kissed him right on the lips. As soon as he opened his mouth his boyfriend sucked on his tongue in a way that left him boneless and weak in the knees. He could hardly explain what the taste of Kongpop's mouth did to him most times, like a mixture of the worst obsession and desire.

"Mmmm." Arthit couldn't help but to moan into the kiss while he wrapped both his arms around Kongpob's neck, not allowing him to get away even if he wanted to. He could tell his boyfriend had had something bland to eat recently, the taste still lingered on his tongue and Arthit chased it with everything he had in him.

"P'..." Kongpob pulled back for less than a second and moaned the beginning of his name, his face screwed up in a haze of passion before he dived right back in, shoving Arthit back into the pillows while one of his larger hands was on his hip, under the now loose towel and the other alternated between his hair, shoulder and side.

Arthit understood completely how Kongpob felt, like he could stay like this forever.

They kissed for what felt like a really long time, until Arthit's stomach growled with hunger. Embarrassed, he watched as Kongpob slowly pulled back, releasing his tingling lips softly before looking down at his stomach, then laying his palm flat against it.

Kongpob looked into his eyes and smiled that breathtaking smile of his. "You're hungry, let's eat."

Arthit wanted to say no, he wanted them to continue kissing but because his boyfriend wasn't using his tongue or hands to distract him anymore, the hunger pangs were blaring like a foghorn. He took Kongpob's offered hand and allowed his boyfriend to pull him to standing.

"Oy, Kongpob!" Arthit groused when his boyfriend pulled too hard and he lost his balance. He fell into Kongpob's arms, flush against his boyfriend and he pulled back and glared fiercely at the other. "What was that for?"

Kongpob's fingers found their way to the hem of the flimsy towel, running them softly back and forth like he wanted to pull it off. Arthit felt his toes curl at the spark of lust that shot through him while the come hither look on Kongpob's face left no guess as to his desire.

Before he could do something embarrassing like moan or drop the towel himself and beg Kongpob to touch him, he shoved those hands roughly away and stepped around Kongpob. "Get out of the way, can't you see I need food?"

There was a sexiness in Kongpob's voice when he immediately followed with, "Can't you see I need you?"

Arthit could feel the god damn blush heating up his entire body.

"0062, Kongpob! I'm warning you, I'll make you drop and give me fifty right here."

Arthit was really afraid of the look Kongpob gave him at that. His boyfriend did the one eyebrow raise before he licked his tantalizing lips and looked him straight in the eyes while Arthit tried to hide under his bang.

"I want to give you a lot more than fifty, P'Arthit. I want to give you so much you'll beg me to stop."

Arthit had no idea what to do with himself...or Kongpob, at the mental image his boyfriend was evoking in him. Kongpob's eyes smoldered while he slowly pulled his food box towards him, never breaking eye contact. It made Arthit think of all the things they've done so far -kissing and touching, hands and mouth- and all the things they haven't done yet, like sexual intercourse.

Pushing down the panic, he smiled shakily before snarking back. "Big words, my friend, but can you back them up?"

Would it make Kongpob happy to have sex with him? Could he do it? He hadn't seriously considered it before, although he knew they would have to at some point in time. He got hard around Kongpob a lot, and the reverse was true but neither of them had taken that plunge yet into taking it further. As of a minute ago, none of them had ever brought up the topic of intercourse in the six weeks since they became official.

Looking Closely at his boyfriend, Arthit could see that he was now thoughtful and maybe a little pensive, all trace of the hopeless flirt gone in an instant. What was Kongpob thinking? Didn't he really want him like that? Maybe he was just simply teasing earlier and hadn't expected Arthit to take him seriously?

Maybe Kongpob didn't want to take it so far after all?

Suddenly, Arthit didn't feel so hungry. It felt like boulders had taken up residence in his stomach.

"P'Arthit..."

Arthit waited with bated breath for what Kongpob would say next.

"...would you?"

At the realization of what Kongpob was asking, Arthit felt the coil in his stomach slowly uncurling. Kongpob was just as afraid of his rejection as he was. Ai'Nott was right, he needed to stop jumping to conclusions about his boyfriend's thoughts and feelings. He smiled softly.

""I would."

They smiled softly at each other, their gazes promising things to come.

It would be like giving him his gear again, only this time it was his body. Just another cog in the engineering wheel that made them whole.