Psycho

Chapter 8

Mew insisted on going home the following day, against Kanawut's wishes. It was a Thursday and he was expected at the police station to give his statement the following day, Friday.

Upon arrival at the house, it was still wrecked and Mew couldn't help but feel insecure and frightened of his place. I don't think I can do this, seeing his blood on the floor frightened him. I can't be here.

"Then let's go to my place." Detective kanawut was quick to offer. "We're going to the station tomorrow so you need to rest and I don't think you can rest here."

"Will that be ok?" He asked hesitant.

"I would rather you be with me so I can protect you better that way." He said as the packed Mews clothes in a backpack.

They left for Kanawut's house. Upon arrival at Kanawut's place, it wasn't clean neither was it dirty.

It just showed his whole life in a glance. How he didn't use his house because he was always on stakeout or sleeping at the precinct. Mew took a bath to rid the hospital smell clinging on him. There wasn't much at the house, even enough blankets to share, that's why they had to use the bed together and share the warmth. Mew didn't unpack right away although he did get something from his backpack discreetly.

Kanawut remembered how he had nightmares the whole year after he was almost killed and he was afraid Mew would also experience the horror too. The justified fear, mingled with the feelings they never had to exchange, led him to hold Mew tight as they went to sleep. He had wanted so bad to do this back then, he had fallen for Mew hard only to face hell. He pulled him closer and as he smelled his shampoo from his hair. He smiled satisfied.

Mew too couldn't resist. His hands were cold and were seeking warmth, they searched for heat and found it on Kanawut's bare stomach. How they got under the White T-shirt nobody knew, but they felt safe there. It would have been great if they stopped there but they kept on going up until they were holding Kanawut's chest, his nipples to be precise.

"What are you doing?" He asked feeling the cold hands on his chest. "I'm cold."

Mew did not answer him.

"Don't move your hands," Kanawut stated.

"Like this?" Mew asked grabbing Kanawut's chest sensually giving the nipples a light pinch at the end.

"Stoop," was the response Kanawut gave, "you're still a patient." He reasoned.

It didn't really sound like he wanted him to stop though. The way he arched his chest some more only encouraged Mew to go further.

Five minutes later, Mew was planting kisses on Kana's naked chest, hands massaging Kana's ass.

It should've been ten years ago. They should've crossed this road a while ago. It should have been ten years ago but they had to take a detour. Mew got up fuming unable to conceal his feelings.

"What's going on with the investigation?"

Kanawut got up too startled by the sudden question when they were having a moment.

"Uuuhhm," he had to collect his thoughts, who suddenly thought of a criminal during what seemed to be foreplay?

"They have weak Alibis all of them. Your statement alone might not be enough to arrest them since we do not have concrete evidence." He hid the fact that one of the guys had died.

"How about everything they used torture me? Is it still not enough?"

"We couldn't find any fingerprints on it except yours so it'll be hard to get an arrest warrant issued."

Mew held is head as if heavy. As if there was a turmoil going on inside of him. As if something was about to burst out.

"I know it's disappointing and I feel the rage too since there is nothing I can do about this but we have to wait. Something will turn up somehow."

"That's not how it works though." Mew muttered under his breath with his eyes shut.

"That's exactly how it works with the law. I'm as frustrated as you are but trust me I'll get them. For you. Look at me," he held Mew's face with both of his hands, "I'll get them for you, and for me I still have to pay back for that day, so I'll do it for us. Just trust me and be with me tonight. It's been ten years." He couldn't resist pulling the face in his hands against his as he captured those pinkish lips.

They were sitting sideways so Kanawut opted to climb on top of Mew and wrap his legs around him as their rods came in contact with each other. Mew grabbed the buttocks and brought Kanawut closer. One hand was there on his butt whilst the other one was on his back digging in his skin with desperation. Mew tried to get up with Kanawut on his lap. He was heavy but he managed to get up their lips attached and he slowly placed him on the bed.

Kanawut was feeling aroused already that he didn't register what just happened. It was something worth questioning but maybe not when he was this excited.

It was all a blur, the shedding of clothes and getting lube and condom. Kanawut woke up when he felt something stretching his entrance.

He wasn't a virgin, it's been ten years. He had a fair share of one night stands and at least one or two decent relationship in the decade that Mew went MIA. The final thrust from Mew brought him back to the current situation as he felt Mew settle balls deep inside him.

He shivered as if cold. There's nothing that beats sex from your 10 year crush. He opened his legs wide until they reached the 180 degrees angle. Or at least that's what he thought. The hands that were holding Mew's neck untangled and went on Mew's back.

When Mew started pumping his leaking protected dick in the somewhat tight hole, Kanawut's hands started marking the smooth milky back with red angry marks from gripping too hard, enjoying the intensity of the moment. He thought sex like this only happened on the tv.

He was now on his fours sweating, his own rod leaking untouched, it was dangling between his thighs as Mew rammed into him unrelentingly until his knees went weak and he fell down on the bed. Mew followed him down and started kissing Kanawut and in between kissing, Mew passed something from his mouth to Kanawut's mouth. Something he had gotten from his backpack.

He kissed him some more and before Kanawut could register what happened, he swallowed the pill, he was too gone, feeling all kinds of emotions that he didn't ask what the pill was for.

It was just a few minutes later that he felt everything intensifying ten folds. He was feeling overwhelmed by the heat traveling inside of him. He was hot, he was in need and suddenly it was not enough. He wanted more.

His moans got louder, his hands got more rough, his moves more precise, chasing his release. Mew turned him around and let him ride his dick. He got hold of Kanawut's dick bouncing up and down slapping his stomach. It was now purple red, he didn't take long until Kanawut was ejaculating. Mew watching Kanawut's face made him spill in his condom and he held him when he fell; tired. He fell asleep right then.

Mew cleaned him and lay down hugging him tight. It was between the night that Kanawut felt a cold breeze and hugged himself. He only managed to get the blankets and cover his bare shoulders, his eyes barely closed with sleep. His eyes caught a glance of the clock as he covered his face with a sheet.

Sometime during dawn, he felt too warm that he tried to put all away the blankets around him, only to realize that they were Mew's hands holding him tight. He snuggled himself on Mew's chest and slept some more.

It was around 10 am that Kanawut received a call from the station, Wes on the line,

"Aren't you supposed to be in the station right now?"

He yawned and asked, "What time is it?"

"Did you drink?" Wes asked,

"No. I'm coming an hour."

"I'm afraid you have to come right away,"

Kanawut was not ready when Wes said,

"A call came in this morning and Xu has been found dead."