"Do you dare?" Fight's voice was mocking, calm, low... Sexy.
Tutor was pissed, seething in fact. Fight had just told him he was nothing. Nothing but a play thing, a tease. I like teasing you. He had just said. Yet here the shameless man was, practically challenging Tutor to put his lips on him.
Oh how it was an internal battle to the Nong. He shouldn't give his P' that satisfaction, not when he's mocking him in such an irresistible way.
He hated the man with all his might. Fighter was a stuck up rich kid, a wannabe, a player. Tutor's anger burned with passion and yet, he somehow couldn't seem to remove his eyes away from Fight's lips. Those preciously, soft lips that he's only tasted twice in his lifetime.
Perhaps... One more time wouldn't hurt.
Oh fuck it. Tutor wanted Fight, regardless of how the older man felt. He was as good as damned for getting involved with this arrogant senior. Fight's pale, smooth face was staring at him, awaiting to see how he would react. The brown in his eyes shone with excitement and curiosity as he licked his thin lips.
Tutor leaned forward, cautiously, looking more like a cat stalking prey than anything, and soon his face was close to Fight's. Their nose touched slightly and Tutor could feel his heartbeat speed up. Second's later, their lips connected, and Tutor tasted his Senior's lips greedily.
Devouring them in his own with gentle ferocity.
He wanted more, pushing Fight down onto the bleak couch, he attacked his senior's lips gently. Tutor sighed in relief as the older reciprocated the energy, moving his lips against the youngers as if he too desperately wanted to feel his Nong against him.
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It was heaven, having Fight's body pressed firmly against Tutor's. The younger teased, darting his tongue out every so often, as his hands trailed up and down the man's chest.
Tutor immediately wondered, what it would feel like to touch the older's cock. Many girls across campus squealed at the thought of Fight and the things he could do with his wonderous length, and suddenly Tutor wondered as well. Was it big, did it taste good? Fuck.
His curiosity got the better of him, and Fighter ceased the kiss in surprise, gasping as he felt his Nong's smaller hands travel south.
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