I could feel Kongpob's burning glare on me as I flirted heavily with the very willing Tim. I couldn't resist peeking a glance at him beneath lowered lashes, pleased to note his unhappy expression.

Serves him right for playing around with me in the first place. Sadly the score still sat at: Kongpob - 3️⃣ vs. Arthit - 1️⃣.

But that would soon change. I was about to score myself, in more ways than one if I had anything to say about it.

Sitting shoulder to shoulder with Tim on the log, my arm brushing up against his constantly and our thighs pressed against one another, I couldn't help but feel his body heat seeping through his clothes to mine. Tim was talking animatedly about his life on the Ark and I struggled to pay attention. Not that he was boring, it's just that I couldn't stop my attention from drifting over to Kongpob to see his reactions. I could hear his groupies hesitantly trying to talk to him, and the harsh clipped responses they received in return.

I grinned.

"-so there I was, drunk out of my mind, with my pants around my ankles and my limp dick in hand as I tried to get hard for a round of fun, when the Chancellor and my parents walked in. Needless to say dinner was cancelled that night."

Wait, what?

I swung my head around in surprise when his words finally registered and found Tim smiling playfully at me. "Gotcha." A blush crept up my cheeks at being caught not listening to him. Giving Tim a gentle nudge of my elbow, I noticed him looking over my shoulder in an attempt to see what had captured my attention and I saw his eyes widen slightly, an uneasy expression crossing his face. Turning my head, wondering what caused such a reaction, I found Kongpob giving us both the death stare, eyes narrowed in on where our bodies touched.

I refused to admit that his glare was making me hot and bothered because that would mean I was seriously fucked in the head. I am not a glutton for punishment, thank you very much.

It was almost entertaining to watch as Tim swung his head back and forth between Kongpob and myself, finding myself impressed as he put two and two together faster than I would have given him credit for originally.

"Uh...am I, you know, getting in the middle of something here?"

"No, no! There is nothing there. NOTHING. We can barely stand each other." I shook my head vehemently in denial.

Damn Kongpob for causing trouble for me again! He had no right!

Tim raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything more on the subject, though he didn't seem to completely believe me. It didn't take long for them to pick back up on their easy banter and I felt myself relax again. Casually, I leaned into Tim, and he seemed to pick up the hint because he wrapped an arm around my shoulders to pull me closer.

I then noticed that Kongpob was starting to disentangle himself from his group, possibly in an attempt to head our way, but was having difficulties because one of the girls started to cling to his arm and refused to let go. I started to feel the panic rising in my chest and knew it was now or never if I intended to go through with this as the clock was ticking.

"Want to come back to my tent?" I whispered in Tim's ear.

He stared into my eyes, as if confirming he heard me correctly or perhaps weighing the pros and cons of sleeping with one of the supposed "leaders" of our group of misfits. I tried to smile, the fear that Kongpob would reach them before I could convince Tim getting stronger as the seconds ticked by. The guard flicked a quick glance at Kongpob and wavered, I glanced over and met Kongpob's eyes straight on, knowing he would read the intentions there on my face.

"Oon, don't you dare-" I heard Kongpob growl.

I stood up, knees shaking unsteadily, grabbed Tim's hand and dragged him to my tent before he could even think to react.

The moment that Tim entered my tent, his earlier doubt was gone as he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer to his body, my hands automatically gripping onto his biceps to hold on. It was like the mere thought of getting laid had wiped away his fear of Kongpob's retribution.

I could feel his breath fan softly against my face as he leaned in, his head tilted to the side as he prepared to kiss me, and I had a moment's hesitation about using Tim while thinking of that dark-haired devil. It's highly unlikely the boy probably would complain too much as long as he was getting easy sex without any strings attached. It should be simple, just fuck Tim to ease the ache inside of me that Kongpob caused, but then why do I feel so guilty and unsure?

Before I had a chance to contemplate the consequences of my actions, his mouth crashed against mine, biting and sucking my lips repeatedly as he kissed me. As much as I wanted to enjoy it, his attempts were clumsy and almost painful in its over-eagerness, to the point that I wondered if he's ever done this before and if I was dealing with a virgin.

There was no way to miss his excited state as he tried to grind against me and the friction itself should have amped my own lust tenfold, still half-erect from watching Kongpob stare at me earlier, but instead I felt nothing. Nothing but irritation that this boy was not who I wanted and guilt for trying to use an innocent bystander in our games. I was about to put a stop to it when Kongpob barged into the tent.

"-huh?" Tim looked up, startled at the interruption.

Kongpob took in the scene and his eyes narrowed on Tim's hands that had managed to make their way to the button of my pants without my notice.

Well, shit. That's not good.

Tim opened his mouth - to say what I would never know - when Kongpob punched him in the face. "Get the fuck out of here. NOW!" The boy scrambled away, practically running out of the tent as if his life depended on it. Which, maybe it did, if the expression on Kongpob's face was anything to go by. If looks could kill, Tim would already be six feet under.

Kongpob then stood there, glaring at me without speaking another word. It was like he was waiting for something but I didn't know what.

Fed up with the silent treatment, I resorted back to our usual way of communicating - yelling. "Why did you do that?! What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"Are you seriously asking me that question Oon?"

I could see the hurt and anger reflected in his eyes but it just didn't make any fucking sense!

Why would he care whom I slept with, when this was all just a game to him? It's not like Kongpob couldn't just find someone else for a quick tumble because that's his modus operandi. Sleep with someone then move on to the next, as if they were faceless nobodies to be used for his pleasure.

Unless he wanted more from me like Prae had hinted at?

Unlikely or he would have leapt at the chance to take me up on my offer but he didn't. Instead, he kept leaving me hard and aching each time.

"Yes, Kongpob, I am. I'm not a damn yo-yo so stop yanking me back and forth at your leisure. You don't want me? Fine! Then let me fuck someone who does!"

Immediately, I knew that it was the wrong thing to say.

Kongpob grabbed me around the waist and tossed me on the bed, quickly following after. He started to tear off my clothes so fast that I found myself naked and under him before I could blink. I started to reach for his shirt, thinking I was finally going to get laid when he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head.

"Kong!"

I looked at Kongpob in outrage but he wasn't looking at my face. He was staring at my body like he was trying to memorize every dip and curve. Like I was something precious that he wanted to savor as he devoured me whole.

After looking his fill, lingering the longest on my hard cock that had shamelessly sprung to full mast the moment he had stepped in my tent, he braced himself above me and claimed possession of my lips. Unlike Tim's previous clumsy attempts, Kongpob dominated the tender flesh with gentle nips and tugs that he'd smooth away with a sweep of this tongue until all I could do was submit to the incessant demand to gain entrance to my mouth.

His tongue flirted with mine, weaving in and out, teasing me until I was trying to chase after it, my head lifting off the bed to keep the connection. My pursuit was soon ended when he pulled back far enough that I couldn't follow, restricted as I was by his body and hands. I laid back down when it was clear that he wasn't going to continue and was about to demand him to get off me when he dived back down, but this time, his lips landed on the edge of my jaw, placing small delicate kisses dotting down the curve of my neck until it landed just above my collarbone, where he proceeded to lick then suck on the sensitive skin.

He shifted down to kiss and suck his way down my chest to my nipple, swirling his tongue against the hardened peak then repeating the same motion to the other one, before moving on to my stomach, pausing just above my groin to look at me. His eyes taking in the landscape of hickies that he had littered across my body, possessive marks that claimed me for what I was - his. Chills spread through my body at how eerily similar his actions were to my dream.

A smirk graced his lips as he commented, "You look so good with my mark on you Oon. I'll have to make sure to leave more in the future to keep the flies away."

"I'd like to see you try motherfucker."

Just because my body accepted him wholeheartedly, didn't mean that the rest of me did. My hands, freed during his exploratory trek along my skin, tried to push him off but I froze when I felt his hand snake between our bodies to lightly grip my cock.

"So easily subdued, love."

I couldn't think up a snarky retort because Kongpob was by then, repeatedly tightly gripping the hard flesh and releasing it, teasing me over and over again till I was being driven crazy with the need to thrust into his hand. My hips tried to jolt upwards to do exactly that but he quickly spread my legs and kneeled in-between them, adjusting his body till his upper arms laid across my thighs, holding me down, bringing his face even closer to my most intimate area.

I could barely breathe as I watched him lower his head to take my length into his mouth, sucking hard on the tip for a few seconds then swirling his tongue around the edge. When he gently scraped his teeth on it, I whimpered, never realizing how sensitive the crown could be or that I would enjoy it quite so much as I did. It seemed that I liked a little pain with my pleasure and Kongpob seemed to have gleaned that from my response because he kept at it - suck-swirl-scrap. Again and again till I was withering in sweet torment, overly sensitized and aroused to the point of leaking profusely.

He ran his fingers lightly along the slit of my cock, gathering up the beads of milky white precum, his hand then disappearing from view until I felt a fingertip circle my entrance, slowly with subtle pressure, never pressing inward.

The double sensation of having my dick and anus played with at the same time was overwhelming my senses. My body was aching with the need to thrust, to penetrate and be penetrated, but Kongpob had a firm hold on my legs so all I could do was lie there and take what he chose to give me. It was both a rush and a frustration.

His mouth pulled off of me to ask, "When's the last time you bathed?"

"Huh?" A haze of lust clouded my mind and I can't understand what he is trying to ask me. Why is he stopping, just to ask me a stupid question out of nowhere? Is this part of his plan to endlessly torture me?

"When was the last time you bathed Oon?"

"Uhh, today. Just before dinner. Why, you gonna eat me?" I joked.

Without warning, Kongpob grabbed my leg and flipped me over, then pulled up on my stomach so that I was on my hands and knees, facing away while my ass was presented to him. Suddenly his question registered in my brain and I shivered with anticipation at what I'm praying he was about to do.

I'm proven right when I felt a feather-light flick of his tongue against my asshole and I had to bite my lip to prevent the wanton moans that threatened to release at each swipe of the wet, sinewy muscle.

"Ahh..." The words escaped when that devilish tongue finally pushed inside, darting in and out at random intervals, constantly keeping me on the edge. Saliva started to accumulate to such a point that it was trailing down the back of my thigh, when I felt the intrusion of his finger alongside his tongue, stretching me wider with each stroke.

Soon one finger became two, my knees shaking with pleasure as I rocked against them, but as good as it felt so far, I wanted more. His fingers were purposefully missing the spot that was begging to be touched and my cock was already near to bursting from his earlier teasing.

I cursed at him, "I swear to fucking God, Kong. If you don't let me finish, I will kill you in your sleep."

Kongpob pulled back to laugh at the frustration in my voice, "Don't worry my Oon, I wouldn't do that to you."

Yet he went back to torturing me with his fingers, moving at an even slower pace. I wanted to smack him, but my hands were still trapped under me as I tried to hold my trembling body upright so I attempted another tactic.

"Mmm, fuck me Kong. I want you so bad." I begged.

I peeked over my shoulder when I felt his body jerk as if struck by a hot poker, his eyes flying from where he had been watching my ass swallow his fingers to my face, a flash of pure want flitting across his face. I licked my lips and saw Kongpob swallow hard. He looked tempted and I thought I had him for a second before he shook his head and then smacked my ass with his free hand.

"Nice try. But we're doing this MY way."

Kongpob started to move his hand again, picking up the pace as his fingers pounded in and out of me fiercely, randomly brushing against my prostate every third or fourth pass. I was soon thrashing on the bed, trying to get him in as deeply as I could.

"Oh shit...ahh ahh...please." I cried out repeatedly, my orgasm slowly building in intensity and I knew I wouldn't last much longer, if he didn't stop on me again that is.

He seemed to sense that I was getting closer because he demanded, "Say you belong with me Oon and I'll let you come."

I started to growl at him but it soon turned to a purr when he curled his fingers inside of me so that it pressed hard against that spot that had been so badly neglected until now. Damn him. I knew Kongpob was enough of a bastard to not let me come unless I gave him what he wanted. If only it didn't make me want him that much more.

Kongpob paused when I still hadn't answered him, too busy trying to figure a way out of this tricky predicament, and I nearly cried out in frustration. At this point I needed to come so badly, I'd say anything he wanted and just worry about the consequences later.

"Fine. Whatever. I belong with you."

"And only me."

"And only you, you chauvinistic caveman asshole. Now let me come!"

Kongpob grinned in delight at my sassy retort, "That's MY Oon!" He leaned over my back to press a kiss against my spine, the gesture oddly sweet given the circumstances.

Now that he seemed to finally have what he wanted from me, Kongpob resumed stroking his fingers back and forth, making sure to hit my prostate on every stroke. I was so sensitive from his early teasing that it didn't take long for my orgasm to hit me full force.

"Yes, ugh...fuuuuck."

My hands clenched at the bedding below me as light burst behind my eyelids, my entire body growing warm as my dick spurted, coming completely untouched. It took me several minutes to come back to my senses after that but when I did, I found myself on my back and Kongpob smirking above me.

"Don't forget what you promised, Oon." With that, he gave me a brief kiss and left the tent, the very image of arrogance.

Kongpob - 4️⃣ vs. Arthit - 2️⃣

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A/N: I feel so shameless writing what I just did and nervous on how it turned out, especially at almost 3k words 🙊🙉🙈 Also, the bathing part is because ya know, post-apocalyptic world and all, so trying to keep true to that in terms of...errr..."freshness" and lube. Sorry 😅🤭