ROYALE

Chapter 22

A/N:
I'm on my sick leave so I got more time to write. Twice a day won't hurt right...?

🆘Mature content ahead🆘
⛔️NSFW⛔️

There, I've warned you..

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Once Tharn had gotten Type promised to stay no matter what happened, Tharn slung the younger guy by his shoulder and brought him to the king bed inside.

He softly placed the tanned guy that was as tall as him on the center of the bed. He crawled and pressed him from above so they could stay connected when their lips didn't.

Tharn inhaled deeply to store Type's mild sandalwood scent to the back of his head. "What fragrance do you use...?" Tharn curiously queried as he snuggled his nose to Type's neck.

The guy under him let out a soft sigh before answering, "It's the shampoo, I think..."

"Yeah? I think I will start using yours.." Tharn said and bit gently on Type's skin that made the later gasped for more air.

"Why...? I like your scent, though.." Type sounded disapponted.

"I like yours, that's why..." Now Tharn was already licking Type's earlobe. Type started to let out his moan that sounded melodious to Tharn's ears.

"Should we just swap our shampoo, then?" Type suggested between his rushed breaths rendered by Tharn's teasing lips.

"Mmmhh, let's do that..." Tharn agreed right away as he went south. His mouth got smooching Type's golden skin while his two hands were unbottoning his shirt in hurry.

He pushed Type's and his own clothes off in no time, leaving their boxer wrapping each other's manhood. The bulge were apparent. They needed one another as much.

Type was shy so he covered his face with both of his palms, "Am I a beast or what...?!" He whined under his hands.

That made the other guy gave up and burst into laughter. Tharn lied himself next to Type still with his laughter. He found Type so cute spouting such remark.

"Nothing can beat you, really, Type." He said while laughing, "I like you even more." Tharn added since his heart was so full of warm feelings. He couldn't not saying that. He always wanted to make Type understood that he was enough. As long as it was him, Tharn would definitely love it, even his ugly side.

"Can you stop...?" Type still mumbled under his hands. He was yet to show Tharn his face.

"You want me to stop?" Tharn asked back, make the other guy peeked over his hands.

"Do you want me to stop conveying my feelings to you...?" Tharn pushed the tanned guy beside him even more.

"Geez, Tharn... It's not what I meant..." Type shoved Tharn farther from him but that only made Tharn crawled back to his side and teased him more.

"Then what is it?"

"S...stop pushing me to the edge and... and making me feel things..." Type stuttered since he was surpressing down his shyness.

"What things?" Tharn was confused at first but he got it right away when he saw Type's dreamy eyes. "Ahh.. You meant this thing...?" His fingers fondled the hardon behind Type's boxer.

Type couldn't help but whimper under such touch. It made the urgency he had been feeling grew rapidly. "Fuck..." He cussed under his breath.

Tharn smooched on Type's shoulder blade, "You're fucking sexy and cute at the same time, Type..." He whispered those words and rendered Type's growing erection throbbed harder.