Sotus: Hiraeth [Complete]

Epilogue - 1 ( part 2 )

Kongpob

Kongpob held his face in his hands,his thumb traced the slope the slope of his cheek as he raised his face. Gazing deep in to those chocolate brown eyes he assured
" As you wish "

Arthit outstretched both his hands joined at wrist for Kongpob to tie. He was anticipating losing control, it equally thrilled and terrified him.

" Off the bed " Kongpob's voice fell on his ears. Arthit looked at him as if trying to see if he really heard right , Kongpob kept his gaze trained at him but didn't utter anything else.

Arthit slowly got off the bed and kneeled on the floor, eyes downcasted, back straight, hand behind his back , he looked like perfect submissive they define in stories. Kongpob didn't miss unnatural stiffness in his posture. He wondered What did Thaksirat used to make him do ? Does Arthit really think sex can't be carried out without either one of them taking charge of the whole situation or being tied down. Kongpob's heart went out to him but it was not time for discussions. Its time to take matters in his own hand and that exactly will he do.

" Did I ask you to kneel? " Kong's stern voice rang out in the room. Arthit quickly stood up, almost tripping on his feet before he hastily balanced himself. He stood up in attention posture, hands at his sides and glanced at Kong for next order.

" Bring a chair from living room and place it facing towards mirror " Arthit cocked an eyebrow at his demand but seeing expression in Kong's eyes hardening he averted his eyes and nodded quickly.

Arthit ran to other room and brought the said chair and placed it facing towards mirror as asked. And expectantly looked at him for another order

" Come here " Kong beckoned him with crooking his index finger. It all felt unnatural and weird to Kong but Arthit needed him, he can't ignore him.

Arthit stood up infront of him. " Close" Kong whispered. Arthit erased the gap between them step by tiny step until Kong stopped him. Arthit felt Kong's fingers threading in his hairs as he pulled him in to a kiss. Kong suckled his lower lip, then upper lip, alternating the action he traced seam of his lips with his tongue . Arthit gripped his arms for dear life, he was restraining himself from participating. Singto cursed internally. It felt like kissing a dead fish. what the fuck is this ? Why isn't Arthit responding ? What kind of submission is this? Kong was getting exasperated. He could feel Arthit's fingers digging in to flesh of his arms, it will surely get marked with red fingerprints. Hard Times ask for hard measures.  Kong threw him on the bed and crawled over him.

Arthit looked at him in shock, he stared at Kong's form looming over him. Kong was a gentle lover- considerate, teasing and pleasing still gentle. It was unlike him to throw his partner on bed like this.

Kong stared deep in his eyes
" You are asking for this " - he gave no time for Arthit to react as he crashed his lips on Arthit's, demanding a reaction out of him, preferably wild one that is so natural to Arthit. He kept the kiss short and quick and moved down to his column of neck not giving time for Arthit to overthink.

Kongpob laced his fingers in Arthit's hair and tugged it a bit to expose column of his neck for him to explore. He nipped on his Adam's apple which earned a small gasp from Arthit. Kong trailed his hands down mapping his torso as he slid his hands under the waistband of boxers to grab Arthit's member.

Trailing his tongue down to his nipples he traced a little circle on his aerola at the same time using his other hand to stroke Arthit's soft flesh in to awakening. Moving his attention to other bud he licked it in to hardened nub. Gradually fastening his stroking face he grazed the hardened nub on Arthit's chest with his teeth which sent an electric impulse, Arthit jolted- all his senses focusing southwards. Seeing Arthit gripping bedsheet tightly in his fist Kongpob smirked as he slid down to the semi awakened member of male underneath him.