Kong was a hugry kisser, that was the only world Arthit could describe Kong's kissing as.

He devoured his lips with all the hunger, passion and admiration a famished man has for plate of gourmet food.

There was no poetry in it , no grace or delicacy, nor was there any intricate rhythm . These were the primal instincts, etched deep in their bones, whose all familiar notes have been beating in to mankind's heart since ages. The calling of pure raw hunger guiding their moments, taking them through unknown terrain, yet the aim was unknown.

With all the eagerness and potential of a novice person, Kong waa still trying to find the rhythm, an ounce of familiarity in all uncharted territory he was mapping.
Sensing Kong losing his breath , Arthit broke the kiss. " You have to breathe too , tiger " he chuckled .

Kong nodded. After calming his burning lungs with few deep inhales, Kong turned to Arthit " more " .

Only one word. Said in a tone so conflicting that it could mean both a pleading or a command. And Arthit was happy in both - granting Kongpob's wish or serving his desire.

He pressed his lips against Kong who immediately reciprocated, mimicking hus every action, testing all that he had learnt from their previous kiss. Mirroring him perfectly like a mirror.

It was quite endearing to have Kong follow his lead , lips hesitantly sucking the plump lower lip, tongue gently running over bow of upper lip, fingers eagerly mapping over the curves of his body, shyly dipping down the curve of his back bone, halting as if asking permission to dare to go south.

It was all quite refreshing , the inexperience, the caring nature, the hesitancy, the shyness- everything and Arthit wanted to drown himself in the escatacy he was feeling.

He hasn't been a novice since long, he can even can dare to call himself an expert in pleasuring others. The reminder of his expertise always opened a can of worms for him. But in this instance, the bitter after taste was easily drowned under Kong's sweetness, eyes staring at him intently , asking him if he did right.

Smiling, Arthit pressed his lips at Kong's forehead , a light touch but endearing gesture he has never been bestowed upon.
Kong must have it - all the gentleness and care and pleasure.

" You were perfect " he praised.
The answering grin from Kongpob must be contagious since Arthit found himself grinning even before Kongpob opened his mouth .

" Nope. Only practice makes the man perfect. "

Arthit chuckled " let's practice then. "
Kongpob rolled over eagerly, tryjng to be atop Arthut and knocking his hurt leg on to the edge of the bed, in the process.

" Ouch " Kong yelped, instantly sitting up, grimacing. It must have hurt like a bitch.

Arthit sat with Kong gently rubbing the affected area till the pain subsided.
Later, he helped Kong place his leg on the pile of blanket in a position that he will have some leeway to move.

The lust and passion was suddenly dissipated from air, both their heads suddenly clear.

" Arthit ? " Kong asked.

" Hmm..." Arthit hummed.

" What are we ? " Kong asked.

" Homo sapiens " Arthit provided in a bid to lighten the atmosphere or perhaps change the subject entirely, he really wasn't ready for this conversation.

"But what are we two home sapient to each other? " Kong asked, brows furrowed in deep thought.

" We can be anything or nothing " Arthit answered.

" But we kissed. " Kong supplied " Don't they kiss in the movie when they recognize they are in love ? " Kong asked. " Are you in love with me ? "

Arthit remained silent . Was he in love ? He didn't know. And he wasn't ready to listen Kongpob's answer. Not the same words again. He can live without them. He can give all that he has to give and accept all that Kong has to give without putting love in to equation...

" They also kiss when it's a one night stand . " Arthit offered.

" It ends with sex. We only kissed " Kong clarified. " Its not a one night stand. "

" Do you want to have sex and put this night in one night stand category ? " Arthit asked. " Nothing has to change between us " he said. Perhaps he was digging a hole for himself , but it was better than falling in to hole dug by others. Atleast this will be his own fault.

" I want to hold you and sleep and wake up and kiss some more " Kong Said. " I liked kissing you, you have soft lips. "

" And how many pair of lips you have tasted to categorise mine as soft Suthiluck ? " Arthit asked, tone tad bit sharper than he wanted to use.

'You are jealous his conscience' mocked. Beware Rojanapat !

" Two before you . " Kong answered. " Ai Aim. We were fourteen. I was crushing badly on Bradd Pitt and Ricky Martin. Aim said I was gay and I got really angry at generalization of my feelings for my idols. I thought the feelings were specific for those two people. Aim wanted to taste his theory, he kissed me. It was bad ...very bad. " Kong remembered. " we didn't talk for a month and when we did , we decided to erase that kiss from our memory. "

It soothed the sting a tiny bit that Kong didn't say he liked it.

" And second ? " He asked.

" A local celebrity. Much older than me at that time. I was 17, he was 25. To my drunk mind he resembled like Ricky Martin so I accepted the drink he brought me. We talked a bit , it somehow led to kissing , I don't remember if his lips were soft but I remember throwing up right after. I was so drunk. Dad was very disappointed in me. "

Arthit was searching for words to keep conversation flowing but it wasn't needed.

Kong suddenly asked " But we haven't clarified , what are we , Arthit ? "

" Is it so necessary to put what we have in words? "

" Yes " Kong answered " I must know the rules. I don't wanna hurt you unintentionally. "

" What do you want us to be , Kongpob ? "

" I want us to be friend. I want to hear you complimenting me. I want to kiss you like today and get naked with you. I want to see your sketches. I want to see you smile everyday ...I like seeing you smile. I want us to go home someday when you have time, I want you to meet my parents. They will like you . "

" Whoa....stop! " Arthit yelled suddenly " Meeting parents? Dude we are kissing and stuff, we aren't getting married or something...."

Meeting parents was bad. Any parents. Especially rich parents. No parents will want him in their child's life if they knew truth about him. It was unfortunate that he liked Kongpob and coincidentally he turned out to be rich. But that doesn't have to mean Arthit will have to get his heart broken and trampled upon once again.
It was just kissing and sex , right? Sex that they still didn't have. It doesn't have to mean more, Right ? Right ?

" I still have to figure out if I love you like my Dad loves my mom. But it won't be so bad marrying you someday. " Kong Said, musing over the possibility.

Oh this was so bad... the hope and promises of sparkly fairytale future...

" Stop , Kongpob. " Arthit pleaded " We don't have to put ourselves in to a box . We can be friends and still continue finding pleasure in each other. Kissing or even sex,It doesn't have to change anything. It's just two friends liking enough to kiss and do stuff with each other. "

" Okay ." Kong nodded.

" So rules of friendship apply " he mumbled to himself.

"Do you want to try another types of kissing ? " Arthit asked. He has only ever kniwn one way to drown the inner chaos - to dive in to pleasures of flesh. It momentarily made him forget everything else.

He was probably corrupting Kongpob or perhaps giving him..he doesn't know. But he wanted it with Kongpib if Kong wishes same.

" What kind of kissing ? "

" I would like to give you something to remember this night by " Arthit said, trailing his fingers down the slope of Kongpob's neck.

" Why do you seem to be expert in all kinds of kissing. It doesn't feel like it's new to you . " Kong mused.

" And it's bad ? " Arthit asked. Dreading the question that mostly followed after it, and he won't be able to lie. He won't lie and Kong will never see him again.
" No .... I like that at least you know what to do. You aren't slobbering my mouth like Aim did. I told him he was kissing like my dog kissed me. That was the reason we didn't talk for a month. "

Arthit laughed, Kong took calling spade a spade to whole new level.

" I am not kissing like that right ? "

" Nope " Arthit assured. " You are doing alright. "

" I want to be perfect " Kong declared. And Arthit was glad to help Kong attain the perfection by becoming the test subject for Kong to practice.

Although, since he never shared bed with other person (except his mother) Arthit couldn't sleep at first . He envied openness and trusting nature of Kongpob who gathered him in his arms planted a kiss and slept straight away, mumbling something about Arthit being as cuddly and warm. It was several hours in to the night when he could let hus guards down and relax and when he actually slept , it was the best sleep he got in years.