The Mermen's King (M-Preg)

The King And The Prince Confess

Kongpob's POV

I walked into my bed chamber not at all expecting the sight that met my eyes. Arthit was curled up on my bed, in a deep slumber, looking so divine. I wondered how such could perfection exist. I sighed. I had just had New chew off my ear about the whole Arthit and Me thing. The guy was an incarnation of the Devil sometimes.

But New's concerns weren't baseless. I had already suspected that Arthit and I might have something deeper than mere physical attraction. But now I began to finally address the gravity of the situation, that we might be Fated to one another. This wasn't happy news, since he was bound to leave in a few days.

I walked over to the sleeping beauty and being unable to resist myself, I kissed his soft cheeks and then his lips. I swear those lips were always begging me to claim them. Arthit stirred slightly and then opened his eyes. As our eyes met, I felt electricity jolt up my body.

I had ignored the danger signals but now, looking into those beautiful eyes I realised that I was irrevocably in love with the man on my bed. He opened his arms, inviting me for a hug and I complied, as if in a trance. I placed my head over his beating heart and I felt tears tickle the back of my eyes. I would give up everything to be able to do this forever.

He kissed the top of my head and I felt my tears soak his nightshirt. I moved my head to rest it in the crook of his neck. That place was fast becoming my favourite. He caressed my hair and my hands instinctively wrapped around his waist. He kissed my forehead gently.

"Why are you crying Kong?"

I laughed a little. I don't know if he was really clueless or he was feigning it, but his innocence was just too adorable. I heard him suppress a sniffle and I looked up to see that tears streaked his beautiful face.

"Why are you crying dear?"

"I don't know. Because you were crying."

I laughed as I kissed his tears away. He was too beautiful to have tears stain his face. He smiled a little before pressing his lips to mine in a soft kiss. I pulled him closer towards me before gently nibbling his lips, asking for entrance. He opened his mouth willingly and I plunged my tongue in. He let out a soft moan when our tongues met and I felt myself melting.

I kissed him softly but passionately, tasting every part of his mouth. He tasted so sweet, like nectar. I wondered if I could ever have enough of his taste. I knew I was already addicted to it. I ran my tongue over his bottom lip, sucking on the plump flesh and he shivered. I wasn't sure whether I needed air or Arthit to survive.

Everything else seemed immaterial, I wanted to pause time right here, so that I could have Arthit in my arms for all eternity. I slid my tongue down his throat, cupping his face with my hands and he wrapped his arms around my neck. It felt so good.

I kissed him like my life depended on it, like this was the last time I would ever be able to taste the sweetness of his mouth, like an addict who needed this taste to survive. When we pulled apart for air, we were both breathing heavily like we had just run around the whole land of Andromeia.

His lips were red and swollen, calling out to me. How could I resist those pouty lips? I claimed his mouth once more, unable to help myself. I loved how he gave himself to me so willingly. He was driving me insane with his innocent gestures. My fingers traced the soft skin of his neck and he pressed himself even closer to me.

I pulled his bottom lip with my teeth and he moaned out, his fingers clenching my robe. That only encouraged me to bite those lips some more. The term delicious suddenly made more sense to me. He was a feast I would gladly keep consuming for the rest of my life.