Sotus: Hiraeth [Complete]

2.Try me

A week passed since Kong had talked or brought Arthit home from La Desiré. He just goes to the bar, orders drink and sit at his corner watching Arthit at his finest- grinding on the random, faceless, nameless bodies.

Arthit even made sure to keep his eyes at Kong, making sure that Kong see him rubbing his body all over the stranger like a cat in heat. Kong would just keep quite limiting his reaction to aversion of eyes and tick in his jaw. Both their gazes play game of cat and mouse until Arthit decided to leave for home.

Today Kong had an interesting case, he stayed at hospital. On returning it was already midnight he was too tired to go torture himself watching Arthit all over some other faceless entities. So Kong stayed at his home,trying to sleep without thinking of specific 5' 11" silhoutte.

Kong was surprised to hear bell of his apartment ringing this late at night. He saw the time - 2 AM. Rubbing his eyes he got up to see who was ringing the bell of his apartment nonstop at such hour.

As soon as he opened the door his eyes were widened in shock seeing Arthit standing with half open shirt, frown marrring his face, his hairs sticking out in all directions like someone had carded hand through them repeatedly.

Arthit didn't gave Kong any time to recover from shock, he shoved him inside locking the door after him and dragged him to bedroom before throwing him on bed.

" Bastard, you keep ruining my mood by keeping your damn eyes stuck on me like a glue. Today I'll make sure to wash you out of my system." Arthit mumbled like a possessed man between unbuttoning each button through its loop on Kong's shirt.

" I wasn't even there." Kong reasoned clasping Arthit's hand at last button of his shirt.

" Doesn't matter "
Arthit removed his hand and parted his shirt like a curtain. Unaware of himself Arthit licked his lips at seeing the sight of the chiseled tan torso laid bare to him.

" Arthit...."

" I am not drunk today not even a drop Kongpob " Arthit said making him sit up to take off his shirt, he almost hugged Kong , leaned in enough to whisper in Kong's ear "Becausr tonight I have decided to get drunk on your moans, groans, to the sight of you dazed enough to forget up and down. You shouldn't have messed with me Kongpob. I told you stay away..... Stay far far away...."

Backing away he grabbed Kong's nape, looking deep in to the eyes for any resistance. When he saw none he slammed their lips, moulding Kong's lips at his will, licking,nipping biting enough to keep him hanging between realms of pleasure and plain .

Arthit left his lips to move on to next territory, he turned his attention to jawline leaving almost butterfly kisses in its wake and kept going south biting, sucking, leaving marks of ownership all over the younger's body.

Arthit smiled in satisfaction feeling Kong's body getting warm underneath his ministrations, seeing flush painting the skin a light red gave him feeling of satisfaction.

Still nipping at the collar bone he worked with the belt and final layer of clothing. Kong carded his fingers through Arthit's thick strands before moving his hand down to work with his clothes. Arthit grabbed his hand and turned him towards the mirror facing the bed. Kong averted his eyes and looked down, awkward to see his own bare reflection staring back at him but Arthit kept a under under his jaw lightly holding column of his throat " look" he said.

Kong was made to keep his gaze stuck to the mirror, was made to see his face morphing in to pure picture of pleasure, pain, escatsy at every feather light caress nip, lick, bite and kiss on his skin.

Arthit was lost to the world, to himself he kept one hand to hold Kong's head firmly from facing down and used palm of his other hand to map his body, from broad expanse of his back to curve of his body, from sculpted abs to long column of his neck Arthit mapped the body he was holding to his heart's content .

He moved his hands trailing over his spinal cord towards south to prepare him. Arthit stared deep in to reflection of Kong's eyes holding him prisoner in his gaze, he slowly added one more finger to stretch the column for ease in penetration. Kong's face distorted due to lines of pain marring his features. Arthit was shocked to the core. The next second Kong was flipped on his back flat on the bed and Arthit was grabbing his neck with enough force to choke him.
" Bastard! Why didn't you tell me you are a virgin!"

Kong loosened Arthit's hold on his neck snorted at the outrage. " Do you really think I would be a virgin? Yes you have a reputation to brag about notches on your bedpost but I hold on my own too. Yeah,I never bottomed, but I'm nowhere even close to being a virgin."

" Whatever, I don't do virgins Kongpob. If you know my reputation you must know I don't make love, I fuck that too without holding back."

" I am not a delicate flower Arthit. Don't worry you won't break me "

" Don't be so sure of that Kongpob."

" Try me "

Kong should not have said that but What is a moth if it fears burning in to flame.

" You think you can take me in all my madness Kongpob? let's see what are you made up of ?." Gone was hint of softness his touches held earlier.
He jerked up Kong on all his fours making sure to face him towards mirror.

Arthit gripped his hairs tight enough that he could feel roots of his hairs burning. Kong gritted his teeth to stop the grunt of pain leaving his mouth. His eyes closed shut in extreme pain as Arthit worked three of his fingers in and out of him relentlessly, scissoring his fingers ,stretching him enough.

Only grace was Arthit didn't slam in in one go. He started to move as Kong got a bit familiar with foreign sensation of intrusion in his body. Kong couldn't say it wasn't pleasurable but he felt it wasn't gentle or soft or meaningful as it should be.

Moving a hand under him Arthit lifted his torso to draw him to his chest and kept a hand holding his throat in a firm grip. Kong felt every inch of Arthit's collarbone to pelvis glued to his back. He saw Arthit's eyes as he kept thrusting deep at a languid pace.

Kong watched the eyes that were glinting high on feeling of full control. Arthit moved his other hand to Kong's abdomen for a stable hold as he increased his pace. Kong kept his eyes glued on dark orbs glinting with pleasure, lust, madness,domination. He felt Arthit moulding his body in to full surrender making his body sing to his own tunes. As Arthit finished and came down from high of orgasm Kong was surprised to see something else shimmering in those orbs- shame, guilt !!!!

Without a word Arthit left him sprawled on the bed, unable to move due to exhaustion and pain.

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