The next morning, I was absolutely determined to have a few words with Kongpob. I can't believe I had let him trick me into saying that we belonged together, using my body to compel those traitorous words from my lips. It was sneaky and devious, just like him.

Not to say that he was wrong.

We were like two sides of a coin. The same yet different. I balanced his brashness and he kept my feet on the ground. It was a symbiotic relationship that served us, and the camp, well during these tough times where it seemed like everything was out to kill us. I just hadn't thought it was anything more than that. That Kongpob could possibly have wanted more from me than just a platonic partnership.

But then he made me promise to only be with him and no one else.

That is what he was doing last night, backing me into a corner until I was weak with need for him. Much easier for him to manipulate me that way.

I allowed myself a smirk as I recalled exactly how Kongpob had elicited said promise. The possessive words. His hands on my body, his lips on me. Stroking fingers inside me till I exploded. That man had some serious bedroom skills that I was eager to explore further.

Yet thinking about his talents made me remember all his bed companions that he had practiced those on before me. It was enough to wipe the satisfied grin from my face and growl in frustration - I seriously needed to take back control of this situation before it gets any more out of my hands. Kongpob had pulled my feet out from under me too many times and it was high time that I turned the tables on him.

If he wanted us together, then he needed to understand that the rules to our little game had changed.

I found the right moment during midday as Kongpob was wandering around camp by himself, checking on everyone's progress for the day, speaking encouraging words for the younger children and scolding the teenagers that were goofing off. I sidled up to him, enjoying the look of desire and something warmer sliding through his eyes as he gazed at me.

"Come with me."

It was all I said before turning away to walk to the tall wooden gate, barely waiting for him to catch up, knowing that he wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to find out what I was up to and follow me. I ignored the knowing looks from the older teens that were watching us as we walked past them. I knew that they had either sensed the sexual tension that we had been increasingly exuding or had even seen Kongpob disappear into my tent last night shortly before Tim exited with a black eye. It wasn't hard to put two and two together the way we had been acting lately.

One of the guards let us out with a nod to Kongpob as we walked into the thick forest, tall trees reaching high into the sky, untouched by man's destruction for over a century. Neither of us said a word till we were a far distance away from camp, when it became certain that we were out of sight of any prying eyes and ears that might be patrolling at the wall.

Kongpob reached out then to grab my arm, halting me in place. He shifted our bodies so that we were facing each other and raised an eyebrow in question. "So Oon, why did you lure me out to the woods? Is this an elaborate plot to murder me and hide the body?"

I took in our surroundings and decided that we were sufficiently alone, put a hand on Kongpob's chest to push him back against a nearby tree. Surprise flitted across his face before he grinned in delight and made to reach for me, but I stepped out of his grasp.

He was not going to gain control again, it was my turn now.

A slight frown appeared on Kongpob's face and he made another move for me but I slapped at his hands. "No touching."

"What the hell, Oon?" he growled.

"Frustrating, isn't it? When someone plays with you but doesn't let you take part." As I spoke, I trailed a hand down his firm chest, tracing the lines on his body. I followed a path down his ribs to his stomach before dipping it underneath the edge of his pants, causing Kongpob to still.

I leaned in, trapping my hand between us, and kissed him. I teased his lower lip until he opened his mouth to slide his tongue against mine. We moved in tandem as if our mouths had known this dance all our lives, this exchange just one of many that have come before and will come again.

While he was sufficiently distracted, I stealthily creeped my hand lower until I was cupping his hardening dick. Kongpob pulled back slightly and drew in a ragged breath, his eyes wide in surprise at my bold action. Smirking, I stared into his eyes all the while rubbing my hand up and down the length encased in denim, feeling it grow and strain against the rough material.

Slowly lowering my body to kneel in front of him, I watched as he gulped hard when he realized my intent.

"Oon?"

I didn't answer him in words but in action, as I quickly unzipped his pants and pulled them, along with his boxers, down his calves, over his knees, till they pooled around his ankles.

Kongpob definitely had a reason to be cocky, pun intended. His dick was slightly larger than average, the size perfect to cause the sweetest mix of pleasure and pain that a guy like me could hope for.

I must have stared for a few minutes because Kongpob cleared his throat, and when I looked up, he was blushing at my examination of him. I smirked and took his length in my hand, squeezing him gently. The feel of the soft skin felt perfect in my hand as I slid my fist up and down, pausing now and then to squeeze the base gently, eliciting a groan from him over and over.

I didn't want him to come just yet, as he still had a lesson to learn, so I paused in my stroking to run my thumb over his tip, smearing his leaking precum. I detected a shudder run through his body and felt pride for having been the one to cause it.

There was a burning intensity on his face while observing my every move - it was as if he was committing everything about this moment to his memory. Kongpob kept his eyes locked on mine as I leaned down and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. I felt his hand creep around my neck to fist itself in my hair, but when he didn't try anything else, I let it go without comment. He seemed to have finally comprehended that I was the one running this show. I was the puppet master and he was my puppet.

I ran my tongue up the length of him, following the throbbing vein to his base and back again.

"Fuck, Oon. You're driving me wild with that mouth of yours."

"That's the point." I gave another swipe of my tongue across the head to emphasize my point. "To drive you as crazy as you made me last night."

Kongpob gave a throaty laugh at my response. "Touché."

I caught his gaze and held it, wanting to make sure he knew I was watching him, then covered his dick with my lips and slowly drew him into my mouth, inch by inch. I couldn't help but smile when Kongpob made a strangled noise as he watched.

"Mmm...suck me, Oon." he practically begged me and I was only too happy to comply.

Placing my hands on his thighs to help my balance, I worked his cock till it nudged the back of my throat, easing my gag reflex by breathing through my nose so that it would be less uncomfortable. Kongpob's muscles clenched tight with restraint against my fingers and I knew that he wanted to thrust, but that he was holding himself back.

Good boy. I suppose I should reward such good behavior.

I pulled my head back until my lips wrapped around the tip and then plunged his dick back inside. Kongpob used both hands to gently grip the back of my head and guide me, pumping himself into my mouth repeatedly.

"Holy shit. You're...uhhh....fucking taking all of me." His voice croaked with lust.

I used my tongue to slide against the sensitive underside of his shaft, which caused his legs to start shaking in my hands. I knew Kongpob was getting close and was proven right when he sped up his thrusts.

It wasn't long before I felt his dick spasm and he was shooting his bitter seed down my throat. I vaguely heard him moan my name as I continued to work him until the very end. I released him from my mouth and stood up from my kneeling position, leaning close to his body but not touching.

Kongpob had closed his eyes, his head laid back against the tree, so he was startled when I whispered in his ear, "Now we're even."

He chuckled and pulled me to him, kissing me full on the lips, the gesture surprising considering what I had just been doing. Most boys wouldn't have done so until the receiver had rinsed out their mouth first and it made my heart thump loudly in my chest as I pondered the meaning behind it.

While Kongpob pulled his pants back up, I took a step back to gather my wits while turning away to hide my face as I battled for self-control. I started to make my way back to camp, before stopping a few feet away to look over my shoulder at this man who overwhelmed my thoughts and heart.

"And Kong?" I paused, waiting until I had his full attention, "I don't share."

When I could read in his eyes that my warning was understood, I turned to go, confident that Kongpob would follow me like a mouse to the Pied Piper.

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A/N: This is so short in comparison to last chapter's shenanigans but I'm just mentally tapped out on how to make this any more detailed or hotter than it is, so I'm sorry for it's lacking. I'm really unhappy on how the smut turned out so I may come back later and spice it up but for now...I just want to get it posted so I can move onto next chapter.