Kong has chosen to stay at a five star for the night. Arthit mental prayers for a separate room is never realized as there are dearth of rooms at most of the hotels , with many flights getting cancelled due to weather conditions and tourists forced to stay back.

Kong has gone for a shower and Arthit is sitting on the large bed. Logically, he should be opening his luggage for the night change of clothes,but an unknown fear is spreading within him. This is infact the second time he will be spending the night with Kong.. last time he was too drunk ... But this time they are both sober.

Arthit has not been intimate with anyone except Phana.. phana did held his body and soul for a long time, but after Phana cruelly broke up with him he has not allowed anybody to come close. His own social awkwardness has helped him to keep possible suitors at bay ..  But why is he feeling this way with Kong?? His body is burning up just thinking Kong's naked body in the shower..he can't move his thoughts from the plump lips that kissed him ,to the long fingers that played with his hair..

Kong comes out of the bathroom wearing only a towel around his waist. Like a cliche movie scene. Arthit doesn't stare , he just cannot. He is sure he will blush and give everything away ,his inner turmoil. He knows he will  willingly let Kong kiss him now,he can't deny that.

Kong looks at the pensive Arthit sitting on the bed . He looks so tired and low now. He softly asks him to take a bath. Arthit, moves like in a trance, takes his night clothes out,and goes for shower.

Kong thinks it's best to order room service. He knows Arthit s food preferences. He is having lunch with this strange man for years now. By the time Arthit comes out from  the long long bath, food has come.

" Come let's eat and rest for today. Tomorrow if the weather is still not better we can just roam the city if possible..ok?"

Arthit starts eating, but he stops when he sees Kong's not eating. He gives him a questioning look. Kong picks up his fork and digs into his nonspicy noodles with meatballs. Arthit then starts eating again.

A small smile again appears on Kong's lips,this man is so sweet.

" Desert?? Arthit asks softy after finishing his food. If Arthit is stressed he needs sweets and Arthit is super stressed now..

Kong has not ordered any desert. He looks up surprised at his question and promptly takes the room menu and pass it on to him.

" Order whatever you like I don't like sweets , order a coffee for me."

" Don't have coffee so late you will not be able to sleep." 

" Who wants to sleep" Kong can't help but tease this sweet man..

Kingkong , Arthit mutters to himself , feeling like smacking the other ones head.

" What did you say, King Kong....!!!" Kong laughs wholeheartedly.

Arthit orders his fav desert of strawberry sweetcake ignoring kongs constant laughing...but he doesn't order the coffee.

After his desert cravings are met, sleep really invades him now. He doesn't know why he feels stressed at the same time so peaceful with Kong. How can such opposites emotions exist for the one and same person.

He dives under the soft duvet . He is in no mood for doing anything else, mails and work can all wait. He doesn't even think of that person or the manuscript. But he cannot sleep immediately.

" Why the hell are you moving around so much ."

" I can't sleep with my clothes on..kong sheepishly explain..

" What..!! You sleep with no clothes" Arthit can't even say the words..

" No in boxers, can I do that pls." Kong ultimately asks ..

" Whatever"

Arthit turns away ..now his back is facing Kong.. but how can he sleep knowing the man is in only boxers beside him.

Suddenly he feels Kong's hands tenderly touching his head, ruffling his hair and his fingers slowly making patterns in his hair..trying to make him sleep.

Arthit suddenly turns around toward Kong. Arthit.. he whispered, in the dim night lamp , his white  face looks angelic and his  pink lips and cheeks took on a ethereal glow,  Kong just cannot help but be mesmerized.

They stare at each other endlessly, who closes the distance this time no one knows..but their lips start moving in a rhythm of their own. Who undressed whom..no body knows..but their bodies start moving with each other in  an age old mating dance.

Kong pushes inside Arthit in a frenzy unknown to him, Arthit clings onto his shoulder like his life depends on this passionate moment of melting into each other endlessly.

Kongs calls out Arthit s name again and again , they reach and come down,  how many times from the euphoric high they both don't know.

Arthit moans Kongs name like a mantra...chanting , forgetting remembering and again drowning.

Some hours later,when the Dawn is about to break..the both fatigued drained bodies..entangled with each other, ultimately reaches Dreamland.

Before loosing himself to sleep, Kong can't help but wish, looking at Arthits now drained but peaceful face, softly caressing Arthits neck and chest covered by his marks of love.... that from now on Arthit will be his and only his..and someday he can take away all the memories that Phana etched in Arthit s mind ..with his own..

Arthit is his happy ending and Kong will never  let go...

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the author has gone into hiding..pls don't try to find her...this is her shameful attempt at writing intimate scene and she is super embarrassed right now..

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