" I accept. Bring it on.. show me what you have got " Kong too has entered in spirit of competetiveness.

Arthit sat on his knees, placing palm on his bed, he crawled towards Kongpob on all fours.

Arthit wasn't showing signs of fair play.
" What are you doing ? " Kong asked suspiciously when Arthit climbed over him.

" Setting the mood. " Arthit answered nonchalantly straddling Kongpob's hips.

" Feet on feet

Tangled under the sheets " 

leaning in, Arthit wound his arms around Kongpob's neck who was sitting with his back resting against the headboard of bed.

" Legs on legs

Until one of us begs "

Arthit brushed his lips against Kongpob's cheeks before tugging on his hair. Trailing his lips on Kong's jawline , dropping his voice few octaves down, he whispered in Kongpob's ear

" Take me apart

One piece at a time "

Kong gulped hearing Arthit's husky voice , Arthit smiled seeing Kongpob's unoriented state.

" I'll use half of the lines you used. " Kong suddenly declared.

Arthit frowned at swift recovery of Kongpob. Has he lost his charms? Or has Kongpob  suddenly sworn celibacy ?

Unwinding his arms around Kongpob's neck, Arthit stuck his nose in air
" I am offended that you are still coherent enough to compete Kongpob, but bring it on.."

Kongpob pulled Arthit in for a quick kiss, his hand found their way under Arthit's loose T-shirt. One of his hand crawled upwards from front while other kept massaging Arthit's hips

" your pants .."
Kongpob intentionally traced waistband of Arthit's shorts with one hand while his other hand delivered a quick pinch to one of his nipples , Arthit jolted from the sting.

" Your pants

They bother me

Take them off. "

Seeing Arthit's dilated pupils, Kong chuckled " how was that ?" He asked drawing lazy circles on Arthit's back.

Arthit removed Kongpob's hands from under his T-shirt, ignoring Kongpob's worried and confused expressions, he lifted himself up and slid off his shorts.

" Here..." he offered his shorts to Kongpob while claiming his rightful position on Kongpob's stomach.

" What are you doing Arthit ? " Kong asked throwing a perplexed gaze towards the offered garment.

" Didn't you say, you wanted my pants ? "

" That was a poem Arthit ! Do you see me bending you forward by your waist because of your recital.."

" I didn't stop you from doing that .. " Arthit mumbled loud enough for Kongpob to hear.

" You are trying to distract me Arthit, means you have nothing in store. if you would have a stronger weapon ,you would have shooting it already. " Kong reasoned.

" Who was seducing you? I can win this stupid competetion anytime " Arthit boasted.

"then bring it on. " Was Kong's prompt retort.

" Umm... Roses are red

Violets are fine"

Kongpob snorted at Arthit's poem. Arthit glared at him , Kongpob closed his mouth his shoulders were still shaking in silent laughter.

" Roses are red

Violet is fine

I'll be your six

You be my nine "

Now , beat this..." Arthit quirked an eyebrow in challenge.

Kongpob flipped their position effortlessly, within three seconds Arthit found himself effectively trapped under Kongpob's body.

" Kongpob - " Arthit's protests were silenced by Kongpob's finger on his lips.

" Shh.

Stop.

No words tonight love "

Kongpob traced the seam of Arthit's lips with his finger

" Just move me and I'll move you

Arthit responded by playfully biting Kongpob's finger tracing curve of his lips. Kongpob chuckled before slipping his fingers in Arthit's mouth which later recieved gleefully, sucking on the digits diligent. He even licked his lips and winked at Kong when Kong withdrew his fingers.

" Just move me and I'll move you

Until each of us has nothing to say

Then darling

We will call it love. " Kong whispered huskily.

Arthit bit his lips and pulled Kongpob in for a leisurely kiss. The room filled with muffled moans of pleasure as Arthit kissed Kong eagerly, pouring all his love in to that one kiss. Arthit's nimble fingers expertly worked on Kongpob's shirt,  Kongpob felt buttons of his shirts bring undone , his shirt parted and Arthit eagerly dived in to paint unblemished canvas of his neck and shoulder.

At this point there competition was less about who can recite better poems and more about who can deduce the other. Arthit clearly had an upper hand.

Kongpob gently pulled Arthit back

" Easy tiger. I have an interview later today."

" Have you ever seen a tiger going easy on his prey ? " Asked Arthit.

Kong chuckled " Shall we agree on not marking the area easily visible to others ? "

Arthit nodded before eagerly flipping Kong on his back and climbing atop him to claim his chest.

"This bed or

That bed "
Arthit whispered while raining kisses over Kongpob's stomach.

" These sheets or those sheets

I care not what covers us

as long as you cover me "

Arthit had once again worked his magic on Kong's garments, twice in the same night, Kong found himself in his birthday suit.

" Your turn " Arthit reminded Kong while stroking his inner thighs .

" You still want to continue? " Kong asked amused. He honestly, couldn't concentrate on thinking a poem that will be Arthit's taste and still beat him while Arthit was familiarising himself with Kong's body rather intimately. 

Arthit's fingers  exploring  Kongpob's torso immediately halted their journey, he raised his head , perplexed at sudden questioning
" Do you not want to continue  ? "

" Competetion , Mee Noi . " Kong clarified.

" Ofcourse! Why would I stop ?  I am doing great. I clearly have upper hand.. "

" How ? Reciting roses are red , violets are fine ? " Kong teased.

" Yeah. Unlike you , my poems are easy to understand and apprehend. You be my six , I'll be your nine." Arthit clarified.

" I retreat. " Kong raised his hands in surrender.

" You accept that you lost ? " Arthit asked smiling victoriously.

Kongpob nodded while opening his arms for Arthit , later eagerly jumped in to his arms.

" You don't have to recite poems of sensual nature if you don't want to."

Kongpob kissed Arthit's forehead, placing both his hands around Arthit's cheeks, Kong encased his face between his palms.

" Yes

I retreat

Because

You

With these morning eyes

And this morning voice

In these morning sheets
.
.
.
.
.
I don't Stand A Chance " Kong finished with a kiss at corner of Arthit's lips who smiled blissfully at him .

" I don't stand a chance
I never did " Kong added softly. "

" You win " Arthit declared.

" Huh ?"

" Yeah , You win. "

" I wasn't thinking about winning. " Kong replied absent-minded.

" What were you thinking about ? "

" Six and nine. "

" Good thought . " Arthit pecked his lips before diving southwards.

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" It's only 5:00. Let's take a short nap. " Arthit suggested.

" Okay. " They settled in each other's embrace , Kongpob's head on Arthit's shoulder. Arthit refused to let Kong be the pillow , stating that he had exerted Kong enough and later should take rest.

Arthit opened his eyes after some time of idle laying, he was too worked up to sleep. "Kong" he called gently, low enough to not to disturb if Kong were to be asleep .

" Hmm" Kong hummed , opening his eyes..

" Did I wake you up ? "

" No, I can't sleep. " Kong clarified.

" Same. Wanna do something memorable? " Arthit asked excitedly, his eyes shining with unexpected happiness.

" What do you have in mind? "

" Let's marry." Arthit answered non-chalantly as if it is one of the daily chores .

Kongpob cleared his ear and slapped his hands over his face for few times
"Sorry, It sounded like ' let's marry '. What were you saying ? "

" Exactly what you heard.... Let's marry. "

"...!..."

" Let's marry.... This is perfect solution." Arthit sat up excitedly " let's marry. "

Kongpob turned Arthit who was bouncing on bed, towards himself
" Arthit, I believe it needs planning atleast two months beforehand. Also, invitation cards are distributed at least two weeks prior to said date of wedding. And last but not least..... Our government does not accept same sex marraige "

" Kongpob, first I don't care. Second I don't give an Fuck. And third and the  last thing you should know about me is I really don't give a rat's ass  about what anyone else thinks about my private affairs. If I want a marraige then I will get a marraige. My family, us and our friends will recognise our marraige , that's more than enough.... Are you onboard? "

"Excuse me my King.... but this subject is lost  at how are we going to marry in the middle of the... Pardon at the break of the dawn, without any pre- preparations. "

Arthit didn't find it necessary to grace Kong's satirical remark with an explanation.

" Come on, let's jump in to the shower. " Arthit pulled Kong along with him in the shower. 

" Arthit... Water is still cold. " Kong groaned.

" We have whole marraige to attend and you are complaining about water Kongpob ! " Arthit replied haughtily while he set the water temperature right  .

Kongpob pulled him closer but Arthit pushed him back against the wall of the shower by pressing a hand on his chest " No hanky Panky before marraige mister."

Kongpob pulled him closer and stood under shower stall. " It's a single shower stall dear husband to be, you will have to come closer if you want to wash up. "

" Fine." Arthit stepped closer to Kong who squirted a dollop of Shampoo on his palm before massaging in to Arthit's scalp. Arthit closed his eyes in bliss
" we are not going to get married today at this rate."

"Why did you think of marraige ? " Kong asked .

" I don't know. You said you wanted to do something weird but memorable. Only two things could be weird but memorable . Someone finally pranking the prank King Ai Bright or we marrying without having our first date or .... first time " Arthit hesitantly  added the last part.

" Don't you think we should not pretend-marry just to do something weird but memorable. We can do other things. " Kong suggested gently, he didn't want to strongly oppose Arthit's idea but marrying at whim didn't sound right to him.

Arthit looked in to Kongpob's eyes " We are not pretend marrying Kong. I am talking about real marraige. Let's not do it if you are not up to it. I understand thinking of marraige and really marrying are two different things. "

"Arthit, how will we marry without ring , priest and our elders ? We can't arrange it all within few hours ... "

" I know. I will tell you what I have in mind. Just answer a question for me. What is marraige to you ? " Arthit asked massaging Kong's shoulder.

" A promise to be together , to have your back and to love you in all weather, sunny , rainy and cold. "  Kong answered.

" And ring ? "

" Token of my promise. A physical remainder of the bond we will bind ourselves in. "

" Priest and elders? "

" Witnesses of our union."

" Blessings ? "

" Well-wishes that will help us in our journey. "

" If marraige is a promise, a vow , then do we need a priest to mediate the vows ? We can take them ourselves. Ring are physical reminders of our bond. Why do we need a ring that we have no memory attached to ? I have something that I cherish and I want to give you as token of my promise to you.
Same-sex marriages are anyways not valid in eyes of law. We will not get legal recognition even if we marry with all the usual grandeur.
Let's do our own thing. "

When Kongpob didn't answer for several minutes, hopeful glint in Arthit's eyes faded down. " Let's drop the idea . It was weird anyway. " Arthit mumbled.

" It's perfect. I am thinking about something that I can give you. I don't have anything on me right now. "

" You have " Arthit tapped the old silver ring Kong always wore in third finger of his right hand.

Kong shook his head in refusal" It's not even real silver Arthit. "

" Does it matter ? It's not even real wedding in people' eyes. Intent is what matters Kongpob. People have honoured the promises made with a grass-loop rings at naive age of ten and fifteen. And broken the vows made with diamond  infront of mass of hundreds. "

Kongpob heaved a deep sigh " I don't like it Arthit. I don't like it when you compromise because of me. You deserve best of the best things that world has to offer. ... I promise to buy you the most expensive ring in the store you will point out within next five years. "

" I don't care about the ring Kongpob but I will hold you to that promise. Let's wash up quickly. Clock is ticking. We have our wedding to attend to."

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A/N :Credits to the respective poets .

Thank you for your infinite patience.
I had a small writer's block. Hopefully, I will update faster now.

I wanted to write a Christmas one shot or twoshot but I got a writer's block.

Accept this triple update as belated Christmas gift.

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