Going For A Trip [ไปเที่ยวกันปะ] - A​ 2Moons Fanfiction

*Pha-Yo*

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Pha-Yo

A/N:
WARNING!!!
18SX SCENE!
You guys know the drill; not for minor or those not fancy of man to man sex, or any other reasons.

Me: Wait, did we just wrote this?
Rakai: Yes, we did.
Me: It was freaking long like my usual chapters.
Rakai: That is because, our brains are dirty-minded, Chat. So, don't try to act innocent. Hahaha
Me: *blushing*

Hope you guys enjoy!
Proceed on your own risk. Repent on your own and we are not taking your sins. 😅
And I might be replying comments later on. I had to settle few errands since I woke up late today. Sorry!!! ❤️❤️❤️

[Third person's POV]

Wayo hauled the taller guy into the room and locked the door. Phana was a bit reluctant as he was being pushed further inside the room. He was confused like hell. He wasn't sure whether Wayo was mad at him or not. One time Wayo was cold and the next time he was hot. Wayo said no at first and later on, he would say yes. It was like a roller-coaster ride or did Wayo actually have a bipolar disorder? As Wayo sitted Phana down on the bed, Katy Perry's song, Hot &  Cold was played on the stereo coming from outside of their room. Looks like the French guy was having a good time,  Phana remarked.

The blaring music was fading once Wayo's hand was on his thigh. Phana gulped his saliva hard. The shorter guy's hand was cold from the pinkmilk but his skin was feverish hot just from the touch. Nothing good ever came out from the clashing of two extremes.  But, Phana used whatever conscience that was still clinging in his mind to calm himself and his not so little 'junior'. The breathing technique, Phana reminded himself.

"P'Pha, khrap." Wayo's voice was so soft and sweet, with a tinge of shyness, triggered Phana's junior even more. And Phana had wished that Wayo would scold him instead because he was afraid that he couldn't hold himself any longer if Wayo continued talking with that seductive voice without even realising it.

"Just scold me." Phana said indifferently while removing Wayo's hand away from his thigh. His member was beginning to enlarge and he needed to stop it.

"I am sorry, P'. I had treated you bad. I never meant to be mean to you, P'. I know, I should trust you but--" Wayo was cut by Phana's sudden lunged for a kiss.

Phana's lips were not just brushing on Wayo's but pressing them deep and forcefully. Phana's big palms were holding at both side of Wayo's head to secure the kiss. Wayo closed his eyes, enjoying the fireworks sensation down at his groin. He had never felt so turn on like this. No one could make him desired for this, except Phana. His Phana. And Wayo returned the kiss, allowing the kiss to evolve into a hot, wet, and breathtaking making out session.

Both of them reluctantly released their locking lips as they were began to gasp for air. Wayo was fucking breathless. This was the most intense kiss Wayo ever had that his skin started to burn like the fervid sand of the Saharan dessert. Phana who regained a nip of his sense, jumped off the bed and made himself fell off the bed.

"Ouch!" Phana yelped in his gasp.

"P'Pha, are you okay?" Wayo's worried and concerned face was showing.

"I am sorry, Yo. I know, you are hating me even more now." Phana let out his regret from his throat through the gasps and pain.

Wayo who was on his four, and then extended his arm to help the older man to get up.