Without You [KongpobArthit 18+] - Chapter 6: Chapter 6
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*Arthit's POV*
Kongpob moves his lips against mine slowly. His arms are wrapped around me, lightly touching my back. Part of me is embarrassed to be straddling his lap, but I'm not nearly as focused on that as I am on the fact that Kongpob is kissing me.
Granted, I kissed him first, but I didn't expect him to kiss me back. And now, his lips are coaxing mine into a familiar dance that we once knew so well. My eyes flutter shut as I start to melt, allowing myself to fall victim to his every touch.
Kongpob deepens the kiss, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I hum in surprise, but open my mouth wide to grant him more access. His tongue caresses mine in a way that makes my mind go blank.
It's been so long that I didn't realize how much I've needed this. How much I've missed this part of our relationship.
My arms wind around his neck, pulling myself closer to him. His kisses are so tender and familiar, tugging at my heartstrings. I whimper softly; my need growing with each passing second.
Kongpob detaches his lips from mine, making me whine until he starts peppering kisses along my jawline. I tilt my head back, moaning when his lips trail over my throat.
Should... should we be doing this? We haven't talked about what this would mean; if we're getting back together. Maybe we should stop and— oh.
I feel him, hard beneath my ass. Just a few little kisses, and he's already this aroused? It makes me wonder when was the last time he had sex. Not that I'm any better. My erection is already pressing against the zipper of my pants.
"Arthit..." Kongpob whispers, his breath brushing my skin.
I moan as he sucks on my collarbone, leaving behind a pale purple love bite.
"Ai'Oon..."
My hips rock forward, grinding down against his erection.
"Baby..."
"Kong," I moan, gripping at his shirt. "Please..."
He pulls back, looking deep into my eyes. My cheeks are flushed and my breathing is heavy as I stare back at him, biting my lower lip. Kongpob waits, and I give him a small nod.
In an instant, Kongpob is lifting me off the couch. My legs wrap around his waist, clinging to him as he carries me to his bedroom. He gently lays me down on the bed without disconnecting our bodies. Grabbing his shirt, I pull him down towards me and reconnect our lips.
This kiss is much different than the one before. While the first kiss was slow and reminiscent, this one is much more heated. Hungry. Desperate.
His body presses into mine, igniting a fire deep in my core. It's a fire that I haven't felt in a long time, and god, how I've missed it.
Our tongues battle in a fight for dominance that I'm never intent on losing. But as always, Kongpob finds a way to make me surrender. He tightly grips my ass, kneading the round flesh and making me melt into the bed. I moan into his mouth, surrendering control.
Kongpob breaks the kiss to pull his shirt over his head. My mouth waters at the sight of his exposed torso, and I run my hand appreciatively along the defined muscles. Clearly, he's been working out over the past two years, and it has my cock harder than I thought possible.
I bite my lower lip, bringing my hands lower to unfasten his pants. Kongpob watches me with heated eyes as I remove his belt and undo the button before pulling down the zipper.
I pull his cock out of his pants, running my fingers over his smooth shaft. Kongpob shivers at my touch, spurring me to touch him more. I slowly pump him, swiping my thumb over the slick tip, rubbing his precum around his leaking slit. Kongpob catches my wrist, stopping my hand from moving.
"I don't want to cum until I'm inside you," he says lowly, and I feel my own cock leaking profusely. I think I unconsciously release some sort of strangled moan, because Kongpob's eyes darken. Before I know it, he's yanking my clothes off until we're both completely bare.
My breathing is labored as Kongpob grips beneath my knee, pulling me closer to him. Our bodies press flush against each other, and I wrap my legs around his waist, causing our cocks to rub together. Kongpob's lips attach to my throat, suckling and biting wherever he can reach.
His lips trail down to my chest, nipping at my collarbone before making his way to my nipples. I gasp when his tongue flicks out, teasing the sensitive buds.
"Kong," I mewl, bucking my hips against him as his teeth graze my nipple. "Please!"
He continues to move lower until his breath is hitting my erection. I part my legs wider in a silent plea for more, and Kongpob smirks before engulfing me into his hot mouth. My back arches as I cry out; my mind going blank from the feeling of his tongue swirling around my length.
Time seems to stand still; the earth and the stars frozen as Kongpob's mouth liberates my soul. My toes curl with each swipe of his tongue, and that familiar coil starts to tighten low in my stomach.
"K-Kong, I'm close...!" I warn him, and he quickly pulls his mouth away. I drag him back to me, crashing our lips together. He moans into my mouth, brushing my hair back.
This feels right. The past two years were like a horrible nightmare that Kongpob's kisses are waking me up from, and leading me into a dream.
"Do you have, umm..." I ask against his lips, and Kongpob pulls back with furrowed brows.
"Shit," he curses under his breath. "No, I haven't... I haven't needed any."
My heart soars, knowing Kongpob hasn't been with anyone recently. He's still my Kong.
"Me neither," I confess, and he smiles brilliantly at me before kissing my forehead.
"I have lotion?" He suggests, and I roll my eyes.
"Fine! Just... hurry!"
Kongpob reaches into his bedside table for a small bottle of lotion. He covers his fingers with the unscented lotion before rubbing some around my entrance, softening the area. I hold my legs beneath my knees, keeping myself open for him.
I hiss when he pushes one finger into me. Kongpob pauses, but I nod for him to keep going. He keeps his movements slow for a while until the pain dissipates, and he adds another finger. It takes longer than it used to since it's been a while for both of us. Eventually, Kongpob is using three fingers to stretch my walls, and I'm pushing my hips back for more.
"I'm ready," I pant, reaching out for him to come closer. Kongpob carefully withdraws his fingers, lathering his cock with the lotion.
"Are you sure?" Kongpob checks one final time, and I smile at him.
"Please make love to me," I say, and Kongpob's eyes shine. He softly presses our lips together as he begins to push inside of me.
I gasp for breath as my walls stretch around his cock. There's a slight burn, but Kongpob prepped me well. One thing that never changed about him is that he's always careful, making sure I'm not going to get hurt.
Once he's fully settled in me, tears fill my eyes. Not because it hurts, but... because he fits so perfectly inside of me. Like we were made for each other.
"Arthit?" Kongpob's voice is filled with worry when he sees my tears.
"I missed you," I say, my voice breaking. Kongpob smiles softly, pressing our foreheads together.
"I missed you too," he whispers, bringing our hands together and interlacing our fingers. He presses my hands into the mattress, above my head, and he begins to rock his hips forward.
I can't control my moans as Kongpob fucks his way into me. His cock hits every sweet spot deep inside of me, providing my body with the ultimate pleasure. As his cock pleasures my body, his hands and lips pleasure my heart. Holding me, caressing me, making me feel loved.
"Fuck," Kongpob groans, sweat forming on his forehead. "You feel amazing, Ai'Oon. So perfect for me."
"Kong," I whimper, unable to hold back the tears that start to escape.
"I've got you," he whispers, kissing my tears away. With each thrust, he makes love to me so tenderly, and I can't believe how I survived two years without his touch. Without his love. Without him.
Kongpob starts to speed up his movements, thrusting harder and faster. I cry out, wrapping my arms around him and digging my nails into his back. He buries his face in my neck, running his tongue from my collarbone to the special spot behind my ear, making my eyes roll back.
"I-I'm gonna cum!" I choke out, feeling myself being pushed closer to the edge.
"Cum with me," Kongpob growls lowly, grabbing my cock and pumping me in time with his thrusts. My body spasms as I hit my release, shooting cum onto my chest.
Kongpob groans, his hips stuttering as he cums deep inside of me. He keeps thrusting, pushing his essence deeper and deeper as he rides out his high. I sob from overstimulation, holding onto him for dear life.
Our breath comes out in pants as we press our foreheads together, basking in the afterglow. I feel so complete, so whole. Kongpob carefully pulls out of me, and I curl up next to him.
My head rests on his bare chest as he wraps his arms around me. Exhaustion overtakes me, and my eyes close right as I hear Kongpob say:
"I love you, Ai'Oon."
Kongpob moves his lips against mine slowly. His arms are wrapped around me, lightly touching my back. Part of me is embarrassed to be straddling his lap, but I'm not nearly as focused on that as I am on the fact that Kongpob is kissing me.
Granted, I kissed him first, but I didn't expect him to kiss me back. And now, his lips are coaxing mine into a familiar dance that we once knew so well. My eyes flutter shut as I start to melt, allowing myself to fall victim to his every touch.
Kongpob deepens the kiss, slipping his tongue into my mouth. I hum in surprise, but open my mouth wide to grant him more access. His tongue caresses mine in a way that makes my mind go blank.
It's been so long that I didn't realize how much I've needed this. How much I've missed this part of our relationship.
My arms wind around his neck, pulling myself closer to him. His kisses are so tender and familiar, tugging at my heartstrings. I whimper softly; my need growing with each passing second.
Kongpob detaches his lips from mine, making me whine until he starts peppering kisses along my jawline. I tilt my head back, moaning when his lips trail over my throat.
Should... should we be doing this? We haven't talked about what this would mean; if we're getting back together. Maybe we should stop and— oh.
I feel him, hard beneath my ass. Just a few little kisses, and he's already this aroused? It makes me wonder when was the last time he had sex. Not that I'm any better. My erection is already pressing against the zipper of my pants.
"Arthit..." Kongpob whispers, his breath brushing my skin.
I moan as he sucks on my collarbone, leaving behind a pale purple love bite.
"Ai'Oon..."
My hips rock forward, grinding down against his erection.
"Baby..."
"Kong," I moan, gripping at his shirt. "Please..."
He pulls back, looking deep into my eyes. My cheeks are flushed and my breathing is heavy as I stare back at him, biting my lower lip. Kongpob waits, and I give him a small nod.
In an instant, Kongpob is lifting me off the couch. My legs wrap around his waist, clinging to him as he carries me to his bedroom. He gently lays me down on the bed without disconnecting our bodies. Grabbing his shirt, I pull him down towards me and reconnect our lips.
This kiss is much different than the one before. While the first kiss was slow and reminiscent, this one is much more heated. Hungry. Desperate.
His body presses into mine, igniting a fire deep in my core. It's a fire that I haven't felt in a long time, and god, how I've missed it.
Our tongues battle in a fight for dominance that I'm never intent on losing. But as always, Kongpob finds a way to make me surrender. He tightly grips my ass, kneading the round flesh and making me melt into the bed. I moan into his mouth, surrendering control.
Kongpob breaks the kiss to pull his shirt over his head. My mouth waters at the sight of his exposed torso, and I run my hand appreciatively along the defined muscles. Clearly, he's been working out over the past two years, and it has my cock harder than I thought possible.
I bite my lower lip, bringing my hands lower to unfasten his pants. Kongpob watches me with heated eyes as I remove his belt and undo the button before pulling down the zipper.
I pull his cock out of his pants, running my fingers over his smooth shaft. Kongpob shivers at my touch, spurring me to touch him more. I slowly pump him, swiping my thumb over the slick tip, rubbing his precum around his leaking slit. Kongpob catches my wrist, stopping my hand from moving.
"I don't want to cum until I'm inside you," he says lowly, and I feel my own cock leaking profusely. I think I unconsciously release some sort of strangled moan, because Kongpob's eyes darken. Before I know it, he's yanking my clothes off until we're both completely bare.
My breathing is labored as Kongpob grips beneath my knee, pulling me closer to him. Our bodies press flush against each other, and I wrap my legs around his waist, causing our cocks to rub together. Kongpob's lips attach to my throat, suckling and biting wherever he can reach.
His lips trail down to my chest, nipping at my collarbone before making his way to my nipples. I gasp when his tongue flicks out, teasing the sensitive buds.
"Kong," I mewl, bucking my hips against him as his teeth graze my nipple. "Please!"
He continues to move lower until his breath is hitting my erection. I part my legs wider in a silent plea for more, and Kongpob smirks before engulfing me into his hot mouth. My back arches as I cry out; my mind going blank from the feeling of his tongue swirling around my length.
Time seems to stand still; the earth and the stars frozen as Kongpob's mouth liberates my soul. My toes curl with each swipe of his tongue, and that familiar coil starts to tighten low in my stomach.
"K-Kong, I'm close...!" I warn him, and he quickly pulls his mouth away. I drag him back to me, crashing our lips together. He moans into my mouth, brushing my hair back.
This feels right. The past two years were like a horrible nightmare that Kongpob's kisses are waking me up from, and leading me into a dream.
"Do you have, umm..." I ask against his lips, and Kongpob pulls back with furrowed brows.
"Shit," he curses under his breath. "No, I haven't... I haven't needed any."
My heart soars, knowing Kongpob hasn't been with anyone recently. He's still my Kong.
"Me neither," I confess, and he smiles brilliantly at me before kissing my forehead.
"I have lotion?" He suggests, and I roll my eyes.
"Fine! Just... hurry!"
Kongpob reaches into his bedside table for a small bottle of lotion. He covers his fingers with the unscented lotion before rubbing some around my entrance, softening the area. I hold my legs beneath my knees, keeping myself open for him.
I hiss when he pushes one finger into me. Kongpob pauses, but I nod for him to keep going. He keeps his movements slow for a while until the pain dissipates, and he adds another finger. It takes longer than it used to since it's been a while for both of us. Eventually, Kongpob is using three fingers to stretch my walls, and I'm pushing my hips back for more.
"I'm ready," I pant, reaching out for him to come closer. Kongpob carefully withdraws his fingers, lathering his cock with the lotion.
"Are you sure?" Kongpob checks one final time, and I smile at him.
"Please make love to me," I say, and Kongpob's eyes shine. He softly presses our lips together as he begins to push inside of me.
I gasp for breath as my walls stretch around his cock. There's a slight burn, but Kongpob prepped me well. One thing that never changed about him is that he's always careful, making sure I'm not going to get hurt.
Once he's fully settled in me, tears fill my eyes. Not because it hurts, but... because he fits so perfectly inside of me. Like we were made for each other.
"Arthit?" Kongpob's voice is filled with worry when he sees my tears.
"I missed you," I say, my voice breaking. Kongpob smiles softly, pressing our foreheads together.
"I missed you too," he whispers, bringing our hands together and interlacing our fingers. He presses my hands into the mattress, above my head, and he begins to rock his hips forward.
I can't control my moans as Kongpob fucks his way into me. His cock hits every sweet spot deep inside of me, providing my body with the ultimate pleasure. As his cock pleasures my body, his hands and lips pleasure my heart. Holding me, caressing me, making me feel loved.
"Fuck," Kongpob groans, sweat forming on his forehead. "You feel amazing, Ai'Oon. So perfect for me."
"Kong," I whimper, unable to hold back the tears that start to escape.
"I've got you," he whispers, kissing my tears away. With each thrust, he makes love to me so tenderly, and I can't believe how I survived two years without his touch. Without his love. Without him.
Kongpob starts to speed up his movements, thrusting harder and faster. I cry out, wrapping my arms around him and digging my nails into his back. He buries his face in my neck, running his tongue from my collarbone to the special spot behind my ear, making my eyes roll back.
"I-I'm gonna cum!" I choke out, feeling myself being pushed closer to the edge.
"Cum with me," Kongpob growls lowly, grabbing my cock and pumping me in time with his thrusts. My body spasms as I hit my release, shooting cum onto my chest.
Kongpob groans, his hips stuttering as he cums deep inside of me. He keeps thrusting, pushing his essence deeper and deeper as he rides out his high. I sob from overstimulation, holding onto him for dear life.
Our breath comes out in pants as we press our foreheads together, basking in the afterglow. I feel so complete, so whole. Kongpob carefully pulls out of me, and I curl up next to him.
My head rests on his bare chest as he wraps his arms around me. Exhaustion overtakes me, and my eyes close right as I hear Kongpob say:
"I love you, Ai'Oon."
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