More Than Words Book III: More Than Love

Chapter 22

Even SOTUS S is about to end and yet, here I am still in the middle of the very fic I had started last year!

[It is awesome to see Arthit sing songs for Kongphob even in canon :D ]

It's a fumble as Kongphob slots the card and shuts the door to the villa behind them. They are hurriedly taking their shirts off and pull each other close. It is mostly a struggle as one is more eager than the other and the kisses are sloppy, open-mouthed and frantic. Arthit's eyes barely take in the unknown territory- the earth colours contrasting with the dim sun-kissed yellow because for that one second that Kongphob had to stop to take his shoes off had not really been enough and then he is being pushed onto the pristine white couch. The surface dips with both their weights and some of the pillows stacked on there fall on the floor. They laugh lightly and then they are back to kissing. Arthit arches under him with pleasure as Kongphob rubs his crotch lightly and smirks.

"Fuck you," Arthit mouths and Kongphob replies offhandedly,

"Someday, sure," and that does nothing to calm Arthit's racing heart - or, maybe it sends it into an overdrive and Kongphob litters kisses on his chest and Arthit's hands roam from the thick crown to down the shoulder blades, thick muscles and back up. Then, Kongphob pulls one of his hand down and presses his cock with it. He groans loudly into Arthit's chest, "what you do to me you'll never know." Arthit with the other hand pulls Kongphob up and cups his face and says,

"Then tell me." Kongphob's dilated pupils are a distraction. "Tell me everything you feel." Kongphob stills on him completely.  "We don't talk enough."

"You think so?" His voice is filled with uncertainty.

Arthit kisses him soundly on the mouth. "I do. We owe each other a long due conversation." Kongphob begins to pull back and Arthit stops him. "Not now. Not here. Back home - where we can do it properly." He caresses him, stroking his face and smiles, "There's so much I have to say you." He thinks of the time they were apart, after Kongphob came back, his girlfriend, now.

"Okay," Kongphob breathes, "okay."

Arthit can feel the slight tremor in Kongphob's hand next to him and claims his mouth to distract him.

***

Needless to say, Arthit and Kongphob did not join the group at five in the evening. They ended up sleeping late and woke up just in time for dinner; the whole way Arthit grumbling and Kongphob trailing after him, amused. Of course, when they reach the Grand Ocean Villa where Prem and Wad are, Kongphob is surprised to find Weera, Prem's cousin and a whole lot of other siblings sitting there, in fact. He blanks his expression when he notices Arthit glance at him and Kongphob isn't happy. At all. But, there isn't particularly anything to worry about so, he lets it be and takes the seat next to Ruethai who is as always polite and engages him in small talk which Kongphob doesn't care for but it is better than constantly having to watch Arthit and Weera talk and the extended relatives giggle and joke about them. Arthit doesn't look particularly comfortable with innuendos they keep sending his way but one can always label it as his prudishness. The more Arthit keeps giving Kongphob those guilty glances, the more it infuriates Kongphob.