Peraya Fantasy II || one shots ||

My Valentine 🔞

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▪️KONGPOB POV▪️

Shaky, shallow breaths tumble from my lips, tingling as I feel his mouth desperate against mine, pulling and sucking. I can't hold on any longer. His hand slips past my abdomen and begins feeling over the thin fabric with just the tips of his fingers, teasing me. 

My legs tense in response. The knot in my stomach growing as he pulls me free and caresses a particularly sensitive spot. Fuck!

I inhale deeply as my eyelids flutter open, squinting as a beam of bright sunlight pours through the gap in the curtains.

A dream...  A wet dream!

The throbbing hardness between my legs confirms that. I groan in frustration and let my arms instinctively fall over to his side of the bed, now craving his body against my own. I come up empty. 

"Morning sleepyhead!"

"What time is it P'?"

I rasp, stretching my arms above my head, the ache I feel is still very much present. 

"Eight."

He smiles showing off his dimples, lingering in the doorway with two cups of coffee in hand. His hips sway as he makes his way back to the bed. I love seeing him like this.

Disheveled hair... slight pink hue cheeks.

He looks sexy as hell, and I can't help but groan as he stretches ever so slightly to remind me that he isn't wearing any boxer underneath my shirt from last night that's covering his thighs barely.

Did he lose weight? My shirt looks so huge on him now. But so sexy!

His lips round as he blows the rising waves of steam away from the mugs before setting them down on the bedside table. 

"Come here P'."

I mumble, cocking my head as I wait for him to join me. He smirks as he throws a knee over my duvet covered body, bringing his other foot from the floor and straddling me. My hands quickly find his bare skin, his lips landing on my own and it isn't long before we fall into a long, wet, lazy kiss.

No rush, just us!

"You were making some interesting noises in your sleep."

He pulls back slightly, giggling like a child. 

"Get under here with me P'Ai'Oon."

I mutter against his lips, feeling him shift so that I can pull the covers over. Within seconds, his warm body is against mine. The soft material of the shirt slides over my bare chest as he moves above me. I slide my hands below the hem and up his spine, feeling goosebumps erupt on his milky white skin.

One of his hands latches onto my waist, teasing the hot skin between us, while the other winds itself in my hair. The duvet shields us from the outside world, kissing and touching one another like only we know how. 

His soft lips press a small kiss upon mine before parting, lifting himself up so that he's perched on top my thighs. He leans over to the bedside table, my eyes catching a quick glimpse of his bare skin beneath the shirt, before he sits back upright with his lips over the rim of his mug.

I watch his lashes flutter as he takes a sip of the warm liquid. His tongue running between his plump lips as he collects a drip. He knows what he's doing to me. Such a tease he is!