Tew was happy for his friend, very much. Ever since Arthit came into his friend's life, Kongpob was more enthusiastic about everything. Also the time without Arthit, Kong would always be seen with a happy face.

Arthit was good and handsome, not ethereal, at least not for Tew. He became comfortable with the rich heir more quickly than Tew thought he would be. In no time, Tew had grown a liking for Arthit, as a good partner for his friend. Arthit was not money exploiting rascal, unlike what Tew had imagined him to be.

Their normal chat would sometimes lead them to an unwanted quarrel. Even so, it was fun. It was nice to have to banter with Arthit, Tew thought. But... Only to some extent... This was unknown to Tew.

Cause right now, if eyes could burn, Arthit would have turned into ashes. With how frustrated fire gazes were being thrown at Arthit. While Tew is receiving back just as powerful.

"If you ask me... One more time..." Tew glared, snapping his fingers. "I'll kick you out."

Arthit slapped Tew's finger with his own. "Then tell me once and for all..."

"I did... For almost twenty times..." Tew rubbed his forehead, irritated. "Sarawat is nothing... Absolutely nothing to Kongpob... I promise on my life..."

"He was Kong's first crush..." Arthit gritted his teeth, tightening his arm around Kong's torso.

Kongpob was sitting between Arthit's parted legs. Leaning against the muscled chest. Scrolling Arthit's Instagram, on Arthit's phone. With ear pods in his ears, watching reels, his newfound interest. Kong has not activated his own account yet, so Arthit's account it is. Kongpob now has an access to Arthit's phone, since the owner himself had scanned Kong's fingerprint.

"Yeah... Only a crush... Nothing more." Tew leaned to slap Kong's hand, to ask for a little help. Arthit jerked Tew's hand away. "No... Not even a crush... It was I who spread the fake news... Kong had just admitted that Sarawat looks good."

Arthit smacks Tew's head on the other side. "Why would you do that? What if he had courted my Kong? Can't you think before acting on your stupid impulses?"

"And how was I supposed to know that Kong's gonna find you? Do you even think before opening your mouth?"

"Don't try to outsmart me... All of it is your fault..."

"Okay... It is." Tew agrees instantly, losing his patience. "Now go back home... I wanna sleep."

"I'm not going." Arthit winks.

"You must... The other time, you had stayed over... I had attended the lectures with dark circles contouring my eyes."

"I don't care..."

Tew tries to reach for Kong. Only for his hand to be swatted away again.

"Don't disturb him..."

Tew raises his middle finger, shoving on Arthit's face. "Fuck you."

Arthit grins like an idiot, jerking his chin towards Kongpob. "He'll do the honor."

"Get lost, you are a jerk." Tew scrunches his nose, hitting Arthit's arm. "My dear innocent friend."

Arthit smiles, nuzzling on Kong's nape. Kongpob cranes his neck aside, meeting Arthit's sculpted face, much near. He pulls out the ear pods, turning and facing Arthit.

"Are you leaving?" Kong says with a pout, not wanting to part with Arthit.

"Leave quickly." Tew yawns, stretching his limbs. Lying down, giving his back to them and pulling the cover over himself.

Arthit tugs Kong closer, whispering. "I'll wait if you want."

Much to Arthit's surprise, Kong straddles him, nuzzling his face over Arthit's neck. "Don't go."

"Oh Baby... Stop being so cute." Arthit drapes his hands over Kong's back.

"Then don't go," Kong murmurs on Arthit's ear, earning a slight shiver from the other.

"And do what?" Arthit quirks his brow, running his thumb over Kong's bottom lip.

"Nothing." Kongpob almost smiles. "Just stay with me."

"How can I be with you, and do nothing?" Arthit holds Kong's nape, bringing his face near. He whispers. "I am barely hanging by a thread and here you are provoking me..."

Kongpob feels the excitement in his body. A person, practically a deity of sexiness, touching Kong so delicately, making him give in more, every passing second. He moans, but thankfully that escapes as a breathy sigh, when Arthit traces his fingers inside Kong's tee, over his bared waist. Carefully holding him in place with his other hand.

"Stop..." Kong hears himself, gripping Arthit's hand. To stop whatever was taking place.

"Let's keep going..." Arthit licks the base of Kong's ear. Tracing his tongue on the nerve highlighting the tanned neck.

"We can't..." Kong sighs, dropping his head on Arthit's shoulder.

"Why not? You're sexy, I'm hard... And I want to have you." Arthit cups Kong's ass. Nudging his face in Kong's chest, sniffing. "You are sweet."

"That tickles..." Kong tries pushing Arthit. "P'Arthit... Don't..." He whispers when Arthit bites over his clothed nipple.

Tew has had enough, the noises from the background made him sweat under the covers. His friend's or not, they were still moans from not an innocent activity. He propped from the bed, reluctantly.

Kongpob looks over, to find Tew about to live the room, wrapped inside the covers.

"Where are you going?" It was Arthit. Knowing very well about Tew's situation. Evoking the steam out of Tew.

Tew snapped his head, glaring at the couple. Kongpob peeked a little while hiding against Arthit's chest, blushing.

"I would rather sleep on the couch instead of hearing my friend's moans." Tew seethed, his precious sleep was disturbed because of these idiots. "Stop laughing you, morons... Sheesh... I'm done with the two of you..." He stormed out, banging the door behind his back.

Kongpob gasps when he was abruptly caged under Arthit. "What are you doing?"

"Let us make you moan tonight." Arthit kisses his cheeks, loving the extra soft texture under his lips.

"No. Stop." Kong giggles, when Arthit continues murmuring on his neck. Tickling his rosy skin.

The goosebumps washed down his skin. Throbbing the mellowed heart with delicious vibes of something exhilarating.

He knows Arthit will not go further, against his will. Arthit is safe, his touches are safe, smooth, and careful up to the limits.

"I wanna eat your cheeks, they look so tempting."

Kong pushes Arthit, shaking his head. Trying to ignore the pink lips puckered out to melt Kongpob.

"Only once, Bubble please..." Arthit blinks his eyes, politely. "Please..."

Kongpob waves his finger, indicating a 'no'.

"Small bite..." Arthit puts all his efforts to act innocent. "Please..."

"It will hurt..." Kong cups his own cheeks, protectively.

"I would never hurt you..." Arthit bends down, kissing the hidden jaw.

Followed by numerous kisses on Kong's face. Arthit munched on Kong's cheek, nibbling with his lips. Grabbing Kong's protesting hands on either side.

The slow steps are wholeheartedly welcomed by Kong. Letting Arthit do anything he wanted, getting much more in return.

He always had thought, he would be the one pampering his girlfriend. Taking care of her with all his might. Provide her as much as he could afford.

And now standing on the receiving end, feels so good. Having nothing to do. Only being with Arthit, like Arthit asks him to. Letting Arthit take care of him. When Arthit tells him he wants to spoil Kong, he questions what it means. Cause throwing tantrums was never in Kong's behavior. He heartily accepted what was given to him. Not like he had any choice, but still. 

"Stop overworking your brain, Sweetheart." Arthit kisses the tear that rolls down from the corner of his, aware that Kong is overwhelmed.

"Oh, my Gawd!" Olivia exclaims, with a varied accent. "Look who's here."

Kongpob laughs, approaching her and Jared. Arthit tagging next to him. His one hand settled on Kong's lower back. Olivia gets him in a side hug. Kissing his cheek.

"How do I look?" Kong asks, following her action.

"Like my son-in-law." Olivia laughs, patting Kong's shoulder. Holding her champagne glass in another hand.

Kongpob shakes his head, gaping around, avoiding Olivia to the most. Not wanting to keel over with how hard the redness is making its way into his body.

It's Kong's first time attending a birthday party with many embellishments. That too of a senior citizen. He glances over the lawn, as varied expensive cars make their way inside through the huge gate. The inhabitants smiled around, enjoying their drinks and starters, dressed in an attire that would probably cost more than Kong's annual tuition fees.

Arthit's friends arrived right on time. Settling on a round table, among the number of tables arranged in the yard. With a vase of soulful blooms embellished in the center. Chairs were arranged for the guests to sit on.

If not for Tew promising his colleague for being a substitute for her tonight's shift, he could have been able to enjoy with Kong, the celebration of a rich party.

Kongpob cranes his neck back as Arthit waves over his shoulder. He quickly frowns, since the face, that made him troubled that otherwise cheerful night, came into his view. Smiling back at them, exposing the pearly white teeth.

He gulps when the figure approaches them and was accepted by everyone. Why? Even Arthit had a cheery feature. He unconsciously grabs Arthit's hand, on the table.

"Oh boy... Don't worry I'm not here for Arthit..." She laughs, taking a seat beside Kong. "I would rather have you..."

Kong froze. Expecting the unexpected. Quickly jumbling variety of thoughts in his brain.

Sesha observes, tilting her head side to side, examining Kongpob. "Arthit didn't tell you who am I, did he?"

Kongpob glances at Arthit and then back at Sesha. Shaking his head, not opening his mouth.

"Unfortunately, I am this brat's cousin..." She says, gesturing at Arthit. "And tonight I am here especially to meet you."

Kongpob was bewildered by the information that fell on his ears. Remembering his stupid behavior because of his jealousy, making him embarrassed in the middle evening. While every pair of his eyes were fixed on him. Waiting for his response.

Kong throws a warning glare at Arthit, wanting an answer, but only received a sheepish smile. Kong punched his arm. Arthit felt another one when he quickly tried to change the topic.

"Where's Jason and Diona?" Arthit says, referring to his uncle and aunt.

"Some oldies pulled them for a gossip." She mutters, picking up wine from the tray that the waiter had held out.

Sesha passes the glass to Kongpob. Who to everyone's surprise, gulps down in a go, without having a look at its content. His eyes fixed on the caramel pair. While his fingers are being kissed by Arthit, apologizing with the gesture.

Arthit keeps Kong's palm on his chest. Mouthing a 'Sorry'. Kong blushes, taking his eyes away, and pulling his hand back. Breaking in a soft smile, when others started teasing the couple.

Radiya was having time of her life, similar to her every birthday party. Make sure to show how prosperous the Rojnapats are. Calling the best organizers to arrange the party. Flashing extravagant everything, knowing very well all the guests are envious of her.

Maintaining her fake polite smile as she cut her cake. Fake amazed when the party poppers burst over her head. Fake scolding the guests for bringing gifts for her, although she wants them, she didn't organize the party to receive nothing in return. Thanking them in generosity, even if later she's gonna predict their prize and judge their choices by calling names. Oh! How that's her favorite thing to do.

"Tch. Tch. Tch..." Olivia gulps down her Margarita. "Look at her being so over-dramatic... Like seriously?"

Diona laughed. Rubbing Olivia's shoulder. "Why do you care?"

"I don't... But sometimes she just gets on my nerves..." Olivia purses her lips. "Which is always..."

"I know, Oli... I can understand..." Diona smiles brightly after having her Corpse Reviver.

"No, you don't..." Olivia retorts, shaking her head. "That woman... I asked her about ten times, about the color theme... She was very okay with white... And last night she orders me... Fucking. Orders. Me. To change it to rose gold."

Diona is too surprised, trying to control her laughter, only to burst aloud peeking at Olivia's ever pale face being red with anger. Seldom sharing smiles at the guests around.

"You're laughing?" Olivia hisses. "Wait... Next year she'll celebrate at your place... I'll make sure she annoys you the same way..."

"She does it anyway..." Diona clicks her tongue.

"God, look at them back bitching about our mother in front of her sons..." Jared throws his arms around his brother.

"Uh really?" Says Olivia, peering deep into Jared's eyes, then smiles. "The only good thing she did to me is producing you... And I appreciate her for that."

Jared fails for a comeback. Blushing secretly.

Jason chuckles, showing his thumb. "Olivia, you still have the power to shut Jared quiet."

Olivia throws her arms around, proudly. Giggling, when Jared was not yet recovered. Olivia scans over the expanse. Making sure none's having any problem.

"Diona..." Olivia shouts happily. "Did you meet my son-in-law?"

"What? No."

"Urgh..." Olivia groans tugging Diona and Jason with her. "That's more important than this function."

"Baby..." Arthit says, cradling Kong's face.

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too." Kong bites the corner of his lips.

"My Bubble..."

Kong can't hide his smile. "Yes..."

"Why are you so enticing?" Arthit leans closer, pecking Kong's nose. "I wanna hide you from this world..."

"P'Arthit..." Kong panics, as Arthit hovers his lips on Kong's. "We are in public..."

"So what?" Arthit says, smudging his thumb on Kong's cheek. "Let them know how privileged I am to have someone this alluring... Let me make them jealous, Sweetheart."

"Such a flirt..." Kong scrunches his nose. Slapping Arthit's arm.

"Arthit..." Knott shouts. "We have captured enough pictures of you two... Stop giving a show to everyone."

Arthit just hugs Kong more tightly. Dangling themselves, side by side.
Squealing with happiness in his arms. Never minding the other stares directed at them.

Olivia sprints to them. Merrily introducing Kongpob to Diona and Jason. Practically flashing how adorable her son-in-law is, while Diona and Jason can't agree anymore. Kong's cheeks were squished mercilessly, followed by squishing the whole of Kongpob in a hug. Ignoring the squinted hazel eyes glaring at them.

Kongpob was lost in his world, for the first time happy that he existed. The love that he is receiving is way more than he expected. Debating with his brain, whether to adapt to this affection or yet to doubt, although he wanted to choose the first option. The happy faces around him make him overwhelmed, knowing he is a part of this too. Knowing he has a family now. Most importantly knowing he has Arthit with him.

He was suddenly wrapped in the pale arms, his face nudged over the warm chest. Blocking everyone's view to look at his tears. Arthit hid Kongpob, inside his embrace, after observing and knowing Kong was going to burst out any moment.

Caressing the soft locks, holding the cute shaking human passionately. Softly asking Kongpob to stop crying like a baby, only to receive a delicate jab on his side profile along with a muffled 'no'.

Arthit assured everyone with a smile, that Kong's fine. Nothing to worry about. The rest got the picture.

Kongpob looked up moments later, blinking his eyes, aware that Arthit will take care of his tear-stained face. Arthit pulled out his handkerchief, dabbing the fabric on his favorite face.

Arthit can swear he could get his pleasure, only by watching Kongpob's precious face. Sexily messed up, only for Arthit. He wonders when Kong will fix in his head that he is everlasting in Arthit's life.

By the time they had dinner, it was late. Everyone had to head back home, and so did Kongpob. Arthit fused his hand with Kongpob, both walking slowly, too slowly, wishing not to reach the car. Snickering as they paused after every step.

Arthit doesn't want to part with Kong, but he knows he'll definitely lose his control. Cause not anymore. Cause Kong is too hot for tonight.

Kongpob pushes Arthit's hand which was opening the door. Then standing in front of it. Kong looks up, meeting Arthit's eyes. "I don't wanna go..."

Arthit gulps, smiling. "You should, Baby."

Kongpob shakes his head. Gravely wanting what Arthit is denying. "Please..."

Kongpob leans, raising on his toes, kissing Arthit right on his lips. Nipping harshly on the soft lips, when Arthit is too stilled to respond. Then gasping with a proud blush, as Arthit pulls him closer, kissing back just as madly.

"If you stay..." Arthit bounced their foreheads together with a long breath. "Then I hope you know what I'm gonna do with you."

"Do anything you want..." Kong whispers, low but clear, licking his lips.

"Fuck... Bubble." Arthit cursed happily, locking their hands in a hurry. Rushing back to the house.

Olivia giggled in Jared's arm, watching the couple running back. She wrapped her arms around Jared's neck, kissing his cheeks.

"I am gonna pray for Kong's ass..." She snickers, traveling her finger on Jared's face. "Cause Rojnapat's are desperately wild in bed."

"Oli..." Jared placed his palm on her mouth, shushing her. Going red himself. Wondered when did she had this much of drinks, to lose her mind.

Arthit glances around, noticing that the living hall is surprisingly empty. He yanks Kong to him, cupping his cheek and crashing their lips. Another hand holding Kong's back, walking him backward over their room. As their lips flowed in sync.

Kongpob breathed in between wrapping his hands around the pale neck. Not fearing about getting caught, cause the shit happening to him is much more exciting.

Making his mind filled with things that he knew Arthit was soon going to introduce to him. The things Tew had made Kongpob dream about. Although back then Kong had fake protested listening to them.

Kongpob was made to straddle Arthit's hips, while Arthit leaned back on the backrest of the bed. Both kiss as if they won't survive if they parted. Clutching the soft locks between their fingers, digging deeper in the hints of warmth, than anyone could.

Kongpob ground unconsciously on Arthit, eliciting a moan from both. Arthit cupped his face, showering his face with more kisses. His lips flowed on the smooth hot skin burning up each second. He bites Kong's cheek between his lips, Arthit's favorite thing to do.

"You love blushing..." Arthit licks Kongpob's earlobe, earning a quick shiver. "I will make sure you won't stop from now..."

Kong slaps Arthit's arm, hugging and snuggling Arthit's neck.

"We are gonna do more than a hug today..." Arthit works on Kong's three-buttoned grey chiffon shirt. Running his fingers underside, gliding them on the torso.

"You don't have to say that... Aloud..." Kong closes his eyes when his nubs were briefly touched.

"Why don't you shut my mouth then?" Arthit smirked.

Kongpob laughed, smashing his lips on Arthit's. Shivering with the delicate flow of Arthit's hands on his back. Parting as Arthit removed Kong's shirt over his head. Throwing his head back when Arthit runs his nose, sniffling from the navel to his collarbone. Playfully licking the skin.

Arthit leans back, roaming his lusty eyes on Kongpob's exposed skin. "You are heavenly gorgeous."

Arthit presses his lips on Kong's tensed-up bud, making him shake his head wildly along with moans running from his mouth that Arthit could die to hear. He holds Kong's waist crazily, devouring his new tiny feasts.

It was painful with the passion that was shown on his nubs, but also damn pleasurable. Also if his P'Arthit is doing that, Kong would tolerate any sort of pressure on his body. He grips Arthit's hair, carelessly pulling Arthit closer.

Arthit can't stop once everything was uncovered. The eagerness to taste the other helps to make him insane with the want that is coursing through him. The sweet taste of the rose gold skin on his tongue is fucking rare. Arthit is assured that he was born with great luck, to have this rare gem for himself.

Arthit has not even tasted half of it, yet wanting more. He gazes up to find the face squirming with pleasure. A smile makes his way to Arthit's face, knowing he is the reason behind Kongpob's moans. It has to be only Arthit.

"So. Sweet." Arthit bites the sides of Kong's torso. "All for me."

Arthit moves his hand on Kong's pants, unbelting them. When Kong screams suddenly, squeezing his eyes, and grabbing Arthit's hands, he panics with a worried frown. Arthit wavers his eyes, searching for an answer.

"No. It's the first time... And... I'm nervous..." Kong whispers, staring at the window.

Arthit laughs kissing Kong's chest. "You're nervous and I'm horny..."

Kong pushes him, slapping his shoulder. "And a pervert."

Arthit giggles. "How can I forget..."

Kong covers his eyes as Arthit works on his jeans. Throwing it randomly down the bed, along with his boxers. It is embarrassing to be the only one completely naked.

Fully exposed in front of Arthit, he had prepared to face this, but now practically being in that position makes him want to rush out. He peeks, parting his fingers, observing the unaltered brown eyes staring at his lower region. He wants to cover Arthit's eyes, but his hands are frozen.

Kongpob wonders if Arthit hates his sight. What if Arthit regrets it now? What if Arthit doesn't want him? He is ready to back off. He had practiced this, just in case. At the moment, he feels grateful to have done that. Kong opens his mouth to say something. When...

"My Softball... Got two more softballs down here." Arthit snickers, pointing to the south.

Kongpob gapes, raising his brows. What the hell? He blinks his eyes, coming to his senses. Promptly wriggles, trying to push a hilariously laughing Arthit away. Getting rid of the boy, who doesn't have a filter for his dirty mouth.

"Let go..." Kongpob punches Arthit's shoulder, while Arthit holds his hips firmly. "P'Arthit..."

"No." Arthit snickers, kissing Kong's neck. Making Kong mellow in his arms.

Such an amazing expression decorated Kong's face, that Arthit was still cackling. Alongside continuing his lustful activity on Kong's trembling physique. Getting his hands familiar with tiniest of the tiniest part of the rosily tanned skin.

Kong drops his face on Arthit's shoulder, shivering when Arthit's fingers brushed on his hard. Then the whole palm surrounded him. Kong moaned when Arthit lovingly touched him. He breathes tickling Arthit's neck.

"Corrupted person..." Kong whispers low. He feels the lightness in his legs. His body slumped on Arthit.

"You sure?" Arthit chuckles, halting his actions. "Want me to stop?"

"Please... No." Kong bites Arthit's skin between his lips. "Still you are corrupted..."

"All my wild thoughts began..." Arthit grabs Kong's neck, making him face Arthit. "The very first time I saw your adorable face... So it's your fault."

Kong grabs Arthit's shoulder in a tight grip. Breaking in beads of sweat. Arthit's touches send remarkable flutter on his heated skin.

He is unable to think straight with the warmth enveloping him. A little more acceleration and he is about to reach his destination. He sucked in a deep breath, rolling his eyes behind his closed eyelids.

Kong leaned forward kissing Arthit's cheek, trembling with the way his body vibrated, feeling the wetness dripped between them. Oh, the orgasm hits heavenly.

Kong smiled against Arthit's face. He bites on the sharp jawline, determined to leave his mark on Arthit. Felt numerous kisses on his exposed shoulder. Arthit grabbed Kong's hand, placing it on Arthit's chest.

"Undress me." He orders, right next to Kong's ear.

Kongpob pulls back, stuttering his gaze between Arthit's face and his own hands. He opens the first two buttons, fidgeting with the third one. Thinking about how to ask the most irritating question, which is agitating Kong's mind.

"Am I your first?" Kong chews his lips.

"You are my first and my last." Arthit answers instantly, tugging him close, kissing the center of Kong's chest. "Only you, Kongpob."

"You sure?"

Arthit pinches both the sides of Kong's waist. "What do you take me for?"

The younger chuckles. "Masters are never obedient, you know?"

Arthit nods before flipping their position. Enclosing a very surprised Kong beneath him.

"They turn obedient..." Arthit runs his mouth on Kong's face, tracing his lips on Kong's lips. "When they fall in love with someone so damn precious."

Kong's eyes twinkle with admiration. Allowing the drop-dead gorgeous smile to adorn his chubby face. He reaches to cradle Arthit's cheeks, whispering. "Kiss me."

Arthit leans down, taking the quivering soft lips in a steady kiss. With love and assurance. He holds Kong's head, going deeper, aware that the final barrier is about to break.

Kong grabs Arthit's nape, not minding the scratches that his nails imposed on the white skin. His hands worked on Arthit's shirt, hastily getting it away from Arthit's body.

Kongpob gapes and blushes with the knowledge that only he has the access to touch and feels and kiss each part of this angelic body. He moves his hands down, as his fingertips caress the muscled torso. Tracing the contoured lines.

"P'Arthit..." Kong says with wide eyes. "You are damn beautiful."

Kongpob forgets to breathe. Absorbing the faultlessness. Arthit is thoroughly detailed, with each muscle in its designated place. The nerves highlighted his hale physique.

"Nothing could ever match my Kong's beauty," Arthit concluded. "And the case is closed."

Kongpob is way far lost in pleasure to register the events. Submitting himself, aware that Arthit will take care of him. And he did.

Preparing Kongpob took more time. It was painful for him, very much. He slapped Arthit's hand away when it was unbearable. Sobbing loudly, making Arthit kiss his tears. Shushing Kong encouragingly. Letting him scream at Arthit, from time to time.

Arthit wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. As Kong still wanted to do it, yet cursed Arthit with every word that comes to his mind. If Arthit wanted to survive, he wasn't allowed to laugh at a confused Kongpob.

Kong's wailing reached the top when Arthit entered him. Simultaneously scratching his fingernails on Arthit's shoulders. Considering, Arthit's fingers were nothing compared to the main organ that penetrated Kongpob. Which connected them most intimately.

Arthit hugged him, nudging his face in Kong's neck. Kong squirmed and trembled under him, getting down from his ardent peak. Arthit himself groaned with the tightness around him, moaning over Kong's lips, as he smoothly kissed Kong.

"I love you so much." Arthit breathes, lazily kissing Kong's eyes.

Kongpob blooms in a contented smile, draping his tired limbs around Arthit's shoulder. Exhaustingly closing his eyes, wanting to sleep. But why did he think he could sleep? Arthit was not even close to having finished with his hunger.

Kongpob sobbed into the pillow lying on his stomach. His hands on either side of his head. Still naked inside the covers. "My body hurts, you bastard!"

Arthit bites his lips, resting his weight sideways on his elbow. Another hand caressing Kong's nape. He leans closer kissing Kong's spine.

"Sorry Sweetheart." Arthit delicately pulls him closer, making Kong lay his head on Arthit's arm. Kissing his forehead. "But you are so sexy."

Kong cries hitting Arthit's chest. The hits hardly have any impact on Arthit. He keeps showering Kong's face with tiny kisses.

"I'll massage," Arthit says, looking at the teary grey eyes. The blotched face only made him hard again.

Kongpob gapes, panicking. Since an hour ago Arthit had begun to massage him, they ended up having another round. Kongpob was angry with Arthit, but the older had pouted, telling how deeply he loves Kongpob. Making the innocent kicked puppy face, which easily convinced the other idiot in love.

"Nothing more... I promise." Arthit helps him to lay down on his tummy.

He hovers above Kongpob, succumbing to the heavenly sight below him. So dangerously alluring. The visible violet marks imposed by Arthit graced each corner of the rose gold skin.

Arthit massages the pad of his thumbs along Kong's spine. Applying very gentle pressure. Moving up and down. Squizzing the sides, soothing Kong's pain. Receiving the calming moans from the younger.

"I'll kill you if you dare touch my bum," Kong warns, as he feels Arthit's hands moving further down.

Arthit bends, pecking Kong's cheek. "They look swollen... Let me treat them."

"NO."

"Just once." Arthit kneads Kong's waist.

"SHUT UP." Kong raises his hand with much effort, banging his fist on the bed.

Arthit chuckles, resting his forehead on Kong's nape. "I was kidding, Baby."

Arthit puts him in a baby yellow baggy tee and white shorts. Helping him lean against the backrest. He cradles Kong's face, pecking his forehead.

Kong keeps averting his eyes. Not looking into the caramel pair which is focused on him. Biting his lips. He blushes when Arthit sniffs his neck, praising him for how good he smells.

Arthit takes Kong's hands, smudging his thumbs on the soft palms. Bending down and kissing them. The palms that worked so hard, alone. To survive in this world.

Everything Arthit wanted was given to him, the moment his eyes laid on it. All the facilities were right at his feet. He didn't have to think twice to buy something. Think twice before spending on his cravings. Like Kongpob does.

We rarely had cakes while in the orphanage. Maybe once or twice in two-three months. But your staff makes varieties of it every day.

Kongpob had laughed while saying it, munching on his piece of cake. While Arthit had stared at him. The knowledge that Kong didn't have a normal life had made Arthit cry so miserably.

"P'Arthit?" Kong says, alarmed, as Arthit's tears fall on his hand. He rubs them away quickly. "What happened... You fine?"

Kongpob pulls him closer. Arthit rests his head on Kong's shoulder, whimpering. Nuzzling himself on the sweet beautiful human.

"Does your bum hurts too?" Kong rubs his hand on Arthit's back.

Arthit smiles, nodding his head. Kissing Kong's collarbone.

"Go away... You liar." Kong hugs him tight, opposite to his words.

Arthit drapes his hands around Kong's slender waist. Raising his head, staring right into the bewitching grey eyes.

"I will never be away from you," Arthit whispers. Their breaths mingle. "Nor will I allow you to be."

Kong raises his eyebrows, rolling his eyes. "Go and get me food..." He pouts, jutting his lips. "I'm hungry."

Arthit softly bites Kong's cheek, as Kong wipes his tears. "Okay, Bubble."

Kong shifts on his side, shuffling on the mattress. He jerks his eyes open, feeling Arthit's spot empty beside him. He looks around in the darkness, noticing he is on the balcony, slumped on the soft mattress.

His muscles are still sore. Kong winces while trying to get up. Steadily manages to turn his head, observing Arthit through the glass window, moving here and there. He smiles when Arthit's eyes meet his.

Arthit sprints to him. "Close your eyes."

"Why?" Kong jerks his chin.

"Please... Just for two minutes."

"Okay." Kongpob pouts. Closing his eyes. Slumping back again.

The jittering of his heart increasing each passing second. Was Arthit planning to do it again, on the balcony? Is this Arthit's fantasy? But Kong is still hurting. But Arthit manipulates him very well, what if he tricks Kong again to submit.

He shakes his head, praying for his body. Arthit can't be denied, that would be illegal. Kong would rather deny his body pain. Surely, Kong fucking loved the pleasure that Arthit bestowed upon him, endless time last night.

A minute later, Kongpob feels the brightness on his face. Maybe the lights were turned on.

"P'Arthit... Can I open my eyes now?" Kong whines, for the fourth time.

Arthit hums in reply.

Kong shots open his eyelids and don't blink thereafter. Gaping at Arthit, who's knelt in front of him, hanging his head, holding out a bouquet of violet baby's breath, Kong's favorite. Dressed in a white shirt, sleeves rolled till his elbows with the top three buttons open, exposing his much whiter chest, and a rose gold necklace with a tiny white diamond pendant. Completing the expensive attire with peach-colored checked pants and a metallic wristwatch giving a final touch.

Arthit drags his eyes on Kong. Staring straight into Kong's eyes. Delivering his sexy dimpled smile to the surprised face, devoid of expression.

"Kongpob..." Arthit says, pulling Kong out of his trance.

Kongpob breathes, managing to rest his back on the cushions behind him. Wincing with the sudden movements. Arthit waits for him to settle comfortably.

"Kongpob..." Arthit repeats. "Don't you think it's enough? Wait. No. No. Let me try again."

Kong chuckles rubbing the corner of his eyes. Going red down his whole cells. The butterflies going restless. Trickling every part of his anatomy. The zeal in the atmosphere helps his betraying body.

"BUBBLE..." Arthit roars. "I FUCKING LOVE YOU. BE MY BOYFRIEND."

Kong throws a pillow right at Arthit's face. Laughing himself. "Ask me again, without shouting."

"Okay. Okay." Arthit giggles. Then inhales deep.

"My Softball... You know what you do to be, don't you?" Arthit holds his charming smirk. "How quickly you started attracting me, with your cheerfulness, adorableness, sexiness... Sometimes I want to ask you to please just stop being so fucking cute... Cause I'm unable to handle it... My heart is weak, you know? It goes hysterical each time you smile or giggle or do anything."

Kongpob blinks his tears quickly, wanting to watch Arthit as clearly as possible. Sniffling through his terribly blocked nose.

"I could die for your melodious laughter... Your sweet polite voice continuously rings in my head... Your precious cheeks that I want to munch on... To top everything your kissable lips are my most favorite... I can't get enough of it... Can't get enough of you... And I know that you can feel me.

"I was lost in your eyes the very first day I have seen the beautiful pairs... I was lost in the whole of you... I still am. And I don't want to find a route out of it..."

Arthit extends one hand for Kong to take, the other still holding the bouquet. Kong pushes closer to Arthit, clutching Arthit's hand. Arthit brings Kong's hand near to his lips, kissing the back of his palm.

"My Bubble... I don't love any human in this world... Apart from you..." Arthit looks at him knowing what Kong will ask. "No... Not even the wonder woman made my heart flutter like you did, Sweetheart... That's just another fake news which Bright loves spreading."

"Then why did he invite us?" Olivia whispers in an angry tone. Hiding with others in the darkroom, quietly observing the couple.

"Aunt... It's only because he wants someone to pop these party poppers." Tootah whispers back, showing the popper in his hand.

"Yes... Your son doesn't care about us anymore..." Prem cries on Knott's shoulder.

"Wait..." She says, gaping at them. "He cared about you'll before?"

"He didn't?" Prem gapes back, very well surprised. "Fuck... I thought he did... Who installed this myth in my brain?"

"Lord Buddha..." Bright prays, joining his hands. "My whole life was a lie."

"Leave that aside..." Knott butts in. "Who helped him in writing the proposal... That's so idiotically lame."

"Why? What's wrong with it? It's great..." Jared looks amazed, speaking with his dreamy eyes.

"Uncle, please." Tootah scoffs, showing his palm. "You think it's great because your proposal was the lamest to ever exist..."

Knott nods his head. "Who asks 'Do you have a boyfriend? If not, take me.'!"

"Who told you this?" Jared smacks Knott's head. He gritted his teeth when Olivia tries to avoid his eyes.

"I swear I didn't!" She murmurs, looking through the window.

Kongpob crawls a little more closer. Smiling profusely. Letting the fat happy tears roll down his cheeks. His focus is completely on the most important person in Kong's life.

"And yes..." Arthit continues. "Cry buckets but I'll keep debating with you that... I love you, much more... And I will keep loving you more... You rule my heart, Bubble... So I won't ask if you want to be my boyfriend... You must be my boyfriend... I ain't giving you many choices... You are mine, Kongpob... I freaking love you so explicitly much."

Arthit holds out the bouquet. "Say Yes from your side, Kongpob."

Kongpob launches himself on Arthit. Dropping the elder on his back, he immediately wraps Kong in his arms. The love that he has for Arthit blooms entirely, making him forget about his paining muscles.

Kong raises his head meeting the twinkling eyes of Arthit. "You want to be my boyfriend?"

Arthit nods. Showing his dimple. Kong squeals happily, tightly kissing the whole of Arthit's face.

"I love you too, P'Arthit..." Kong bites Arthit's nose. "Yes, I am your boyfriend."

Kong smashes his lips on Arthit's, cupping Arthit's cheeks. Dominating the rich heir in his way. The last drops of tears fell on the elder's face.

Moaning in each other's mouths as their tongues caressed one another. The sweetness dripped between them. The contented happiness lingered around. All of it makes sense only to them. As they kiss with a novel passion, now officially boyfriends. They part only to gasp for air, before diving in intensely.

Arthit smiles, with the cute dominance shown on him. Having what he wanted in his embrace, completely as his, alone. His heart bangs against the ribcage with the way it is filled with the love he has for Kongpob.

They pull away hearing the party poppers bursting upon them. The sprinkles stuck in their head. Arthit helps Kong to get up, who hides himself in Arthit's crook. Not wanting to face anyone, especially Olivia.

"What the point to blushing after giving us the free show?" She began before anyone could.

Arthit sits on the mattress. Getting Kong on his lap. He pushes away sitting next to Arthit, hoping no more teasing. All the others propped themselves too. Congested together.

Olivia squints her eyes, staring closely at Kong. Thinking something, very gravely.

"What?" Kong looks back, staring similarly.

She leans her head back, crossing her arms. "I'm contemplating the amount of roughness with which Arthit might have taken you."

"MOM?"
"OLI?"
"AUNT?"

"What? I'm just curious..." She shrugs.

"This motherducker..." Bright throws the empty popper on Arthit. "Finally is in a relationship."

"The motherducker's mother is here... Use another word shithead." Olivia hisses. Throwing the box in her hand.

"Sorry, Aunt." Bright bows down, joining his hands.

"Olivia... From when did you start cursing so much?" Jared glares in his authorized voice. The only voice that works on her.

"Sorry." She mumbles, instantly regretting her bad habit.

Kongpob chuckles at their interaction. Receiving kisses on his temple from his boyfriend. The other hand around his waist, holding him close to Arthit.

"Whatever..." Arthit says, taking Kong's hand. Entwining their fingers. "I officially declare that..." He tilts his head, meeting Kong's eyes. "This gorgeous boy here... Is mine."

"That's why I wanted you'll here," Arthit adds. "To let you'll know this."

"Very well declared, Oon." Jared reaches over, caressing the couple's heads.

"Thank you, Dad."

"One thing is remaining..." Olivia pats Jared's thigh. Who quickly remembers the thing. Pulling out the flat rectangular box from his jacket and handed it to Arthit. "Put this on my son."

Kong looks back and forth between them. Swallowing when Arthit opens the box. He can see a necklace... Similar to... Arthit's. The one with a diamond? How can he take that? No.

"Kongpob," Jared calls him. "No arguments on this."

"But..."

"No means no."

Arthit pinches Kong's chin. Making Kong face him. Arthit kisses his eyes.

"P'Arthit... Please... It's expensive." Kong whispers, pleading softly.

"Not more than you..." Arthit pecks his forehead. "Stop thinking... What is mine is yours now, always has been... So are my parents, my friends, my everything..."

Kongpob shakes his head. Leaning on Arthit's chest, obviously crying. Arthit caresses his head, kissing it seldom.

Olivia rubs her own eyes. Pulling him in her arms. "Oh, my great reservoir... Stop crying."

"No... I don't want it..." Kong croaks, repeatedly shaking his head. "Please... I can't."

"Kongpob..." Knott sits in front of him, slapping everyone to make space. Placing his hand on Kong's thigh.

Kong sniffs peeking at Knott over from Olivia's bosom.

"We know you have your insecurities... But it's okay to let go... Don't let them ruin your happy moments..." Knott smiles at him, running soothing circles on his thigh.

"Accept our friend, Kong... I don't think anyone else will..." Prem reasons, begging him.

"I know you might have wanted to be with someone as good as me... But it's okay again... Life doesn't always give you jewels." Tootah encourages Kong too.

Kong looks at them, feeling so blessed. His life has changed so drastically. He smiles at Arthit's friends, between his soft cries.

Bright opens his mouth, although Knott cuts him.

"And Kong, I beg you to accept everything, before Bright has his part of say... That would only cause you a headache..."

"I hate you all so much." Bright grumbles, throwing cushions at his friends.

Kong chews his lips, still thinking. He raises his head, facing Olivia. "Should I... Mom?"

"Yes... You idiot." Olivia wails, embracing Kongpob. "Why am I even crying?"

Kongpob smiles, parting and clearing Olivia's tears. He looks at Jared, sitting next to Olivia, who quickly opens his arms for Kongpob. Kong jumps into Jared's embrace without hesitation. Feeling small in his hug.

"Thank you, Dad."

Jared pulls his cheeks. Squishing them. "Ever so adorable."

Kong giggles, rubbing his tears. Glancing back at Arthit, who is waiting for him with a pout. Showing his empty hands. Showing that Kongpob is not in his arms.

The kitten observes everyone, slowly making his way onto his Master's lap. Comfortably sitting on him.

Knott and Prem usher everyone out of the room, giving the new couple some privacy.

"What's your say... Should I accept everything?" Kong circles his hands around Arthit's neck.

"You don't have a choice in that, Baby." Arthit winks.

He pulls out the necklace, putting it over Kong's neck. Arthit leans, kissing the pendant at the center of Kong's collarbone. Resting perfectly on Arthit's favorite spot on Kong.

Arthit keeps his temple on Kong's chest, hugging him close. "My adorable little Bubble."

Kongpob holds over Arthit's shoulder. "My corrupted P'Arthit."

Kong bends down kissing the elder. Slowly. Assuringly. With all the love. And the final acceptance.

"Let's do it..." Kong breathes.

"Hmm?"

"Make love to me."

"No... You are still hurting."

"Not anymore..." Kongpob pleads. "Please... Now we are boyfriends."

"Yeah... So we can we do that anytime... But not now."

"Stop being a gentleman..." Kong purses his lips. "I know you want to wreck me."

Arthit guffaws, still shaking his head.

"Please... P'Arthit..." Kong rubs himself on Arthit, causing ambrosial friction. "You proposed to me today."

Arthit laughs absorbing this horny version of his boyfriend. Arthit looks wide-eyed as Kong moves back, rubbing his palm on Arthit's bulge. Settling his face between Arthit's legs.

"Besides... I feel devoid of calcium..." Kong opens the zip of Arthit's pants, licking his lips wet. "Give me the milk, P'Arthit."

"Uh. Huh." Arthit smirks, smudging Kong's lips with his thumb. Then grips his hair. "You asked for it."

Arthit runs the tip of his member over the outline of Kong's lips. Before shoving himself in the heavenly warmth. Surely not having any mercy on the virgin mouth. Leaving the gagging sounds.

The sight of Kong's lips, wrapped around him, made him much hard. The tears leave the bloody red eyes, messing with the cute sexy face.

Arthit drops his head back, now holding Kong's head with both hands. Entering deeper down Kong's throat.

"Suck me clean, Bubble." Arthit moans, holding a warning in his voice. He laughs, his eyes closed and mouth agape with the pleasure that runs down his thighs. His lower region shook tremendously. "The milk is very rare, make sure not to waste a drop."

Kong follows the order, swallowing silently. Aware that he is gone tonight. How daring of him to ask for it? He cries in his mind. No escape from Arthit now. Not like Kongpob would ever wish for it.

"I love you, Bubble." Arthit pulls him up, straight away biting his cheeks and kissing the swollen wet lips. "Ready for other endless rounds?"

Kong ardently nods his head, showing his exquisite smile. "I love you too, my Love."

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And... It's a wrap for this short story.
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