Arthit/Kongpob - After Dinner PT2 (M)

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Bold are P'Arthit's Thoughts
Italics are Kongpob's Thoughts
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We made it back to my dorm before 9 pm. Which means we have enough time to just speak to one another. I'm sitting up against my headboard reading a comic and Kong is lying on his stomach playing a mobile game.

"Kong, I can't believe you are so brazen with your flirting tonight." He looks up from his phone innocently, "phi, they all know. Why can't I declare my love for you!" "We were in a public venue can't you be better at holding it in!" "Phi, I don't want you to think for a minute, that I don't care about you. I just want you to understand my feelings anytime and anyplace and anywhere."

"I know that...just..." "what's wrong P'Arthit?" "I don't like to be so open with my affection. I'm not like you Kong. It takes time for me." I feel his hand touch my thigh. "I know, P'Arthit. I never want you to feel the need to express your emotions by force. We have all the time in the world." I can't help but smile while shaking my head. "You don't know the future Kong! I could die tomorrow!" He gets up from his position and sits directly infront of me. His expressive brown eyes are staring deeply into mine.

"P'Arthit, don't talk like that. We are going to grow old and wrinkly together... got it. I honestly don't know how I would cope without you!" He takes the book from my hands and placed it on the bed. He grabs a hold of my hands and lightly kisses each one. "You are my other half and I am not complete without you!" He looks up from my hands and I feel the intensity of his confession. He is speaking from his soul, and my own soul wants to respond in kind.

Before my mind could process my next action. I reached for his head and brought his lips to mine. I kissed him with everything I have, my love, my heart, my soul. The kiss was breathtaking. We slowly started to move into it. There was no urgency to the kiss, until I felt his arms wrap around my waist to pull me closer. Soon enough, I was nearly sitting on his lap and my legs wrapped around his waist. The kiss began to turned up many decibels.

His hands are wondering up and down my back. My own hands have found their own place around his neck and my fingers are running through his hair. I feel his tongue diving into my mouth, which I granted with no regrets. We are moaning and groaning without a care in the world because in this moment there is only just us.

My mind feels blank, other than being caught in this moment. I feel my body being lifted and moved until my head softly lands on the pillow, but I feel Kong's weight on my pelvis. He is straddling me. As we continue our onslaught of touching and kissing.

It doesn't take long for me to feel a tug on my shirt and I whined as I removed my hands from him. But only long enough for him to remove the shirt without any issues. When I opened my eyes when we stopped only for a breather. I noticed Kong was without his shirt. I don't remember when he had time to take it off. My mind couldn't focus... it was frozen.

I was captivated by his beautiful body; it was wonderfully toned with the new muscles he has been tirelessly working out to achieve. I glide my hand from the top of his chest and down, making sure to touch every curve, bend which it elicits a moan. His eyes look at me with such power, love, passion, and lust as he hungrily captures my lips again.  My lips feel swollen, but I don't care I needed and wanted more of this. We grind ourselves against each other as we continued.

P'Arthit is beautiful, gorgeous, and angelic as he lays under me. He is kissing me and grinding back with just as much passion and need as I. We are two hearts feeling as one. I continued to kiss and bite his lips, but I need more. I pepper his jawline and make my way down his long glistening neck and mark him. I want everyone to understand that he is mine and only mine as I am his. I heard a moan escape his beautiful mouth, which further drives my frenzy.

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