Just A Little Taste [18+]

Just A Little Taste

Just a PWP story about Kongpob and Arthit. For those of you that don't know PWP stands for "Plot? What plot?" Or you can call it what my best friend and I call it, a "porn without plot" type of story.

Kongpob could feel his internal alarm starting to ring, waking him up before sunrise. He smiled at the warmth that radiated in his arms.

Arthit with his puffy face was still off in dreamland. Nothing looked more beautiful to him than the third year student in his arms.

Last night was the third time the freshman wiggled himself into staying over for the night. This time it only took him thirty minutes to convince the older man to let him stay. Still a long time but it's better than the week it took him for the first time. He could even say that he has come very far.

Arthit moved in his arms, turning away from him with his back pressed to Kongpob's chest. With an angry grunt he kicked off the covers. Usually this would make the first year laugh but today it was a different story.

Today the innocent act, caused a groan to erupt in the back of his throat. How could he forget about the little (not so little) thing that happened in the mornings?

Kongpob closed his eyes and slowly counted to ten. He didn't even reach number six before Arthit moved again, pressing himself closer. The younger man hissed at the pain slash pleasure he felt. If only Arthit knew how his innocent movements affected him.

The tan man opened his eyes. Pale skin was all he could see. That lovely neck was exposed to him.

Just a little taste.

That's all he wanted to do. Honestly.

He leaned forward, pressing his lips onto the milky white skin. Just a kiss.

Maybe one more. Kongpob slightly opened his mouth, pressing an open kiss.

Just a taste. His pink tongue flicked on the skin.

He swore it was just suppose to be a taste. He didn't know how it turned into him pressing an open mouth kiss on his love's neck to gently sucking. He grind forward out of reflex when he heard a soft moan escaping the sleeping man.

Oh no...

If he didn't stop soon, he was going to scare his Oon away again. Kongpob fought for self control, trying to pull away. All that went out the window when Arthit pressed himself against his hard on again.

The arms that were retreating held back on more tightly. Lips went back to attack the older man's skin. Kongpob slowly rocked against the plump rear. His member was fully engorged and being cradled by those mouth watering cheeks.

His labored breath filled the silence of the room. A moan escaped Arthit when Kongpob grazed his lips softly against the cute ear visible.

Just a little more. Kongpob just wanted to feel his darling's skin against his hand. He swore on his moon status that's all he wanted to feel. Hands crept under the loose shirt. He moaned at the feeling of the warm flesh.

Just a small flick.

Fingers moved higher until they reached a pair of small nubs that were perked to attention. Kongpob groaned, slowly keeping the pace to his rocking.

Kongpob looked down at his love. His eyes automatically zoomed onto a sleepy member that was waking up.

Just a small touch.

A left hand left a perky nipple, slowly moving down. His lips attached themselves again to flushed neck.

"Mm... Kong..."