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M: I've checked. He's in critical condition. Doctors say he probably won't make it past tonight.
2:17 am

Kongpob: Thanks. Please keep me posted.
2:18 am

M: Should I call Bie yet?
2:18 am

Kongpob: Let him sleep for now. There's nothing he can do right now. Call him tomorrow morning.
2:18 am

M: Okay. Try to get some rest.
2:19 am

Kongpob: You too.
2:19 am

Kongpob tosses his phone on his desk. This is a nightmare and the only problem is he's awake. He hits his forehead a few times with the inside of his palm hoping an idea will pop into his head to make everything okay or go away. He can't believe this is happening even when he has taken every possible precaution. And of all his projects and operations, why did it have to be SuSus? Why? Kongpob sighs and leans back into his chair with his eyes closed. A million thoughts keep running in his mind. Then he felt his chair being moved and his lap suddenly occupied.

Kongpob keeps his eyes closed as the other got comfortable straddling him in his office chair. A kiss lands on his lips and a little smile forms on his face.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Arthit asks as he buries his face in the crook of his boyfriend's neck. Seeking warmth from Kongpob's body, he wraps around the latter tightly. Arthit shivers a little from the AC in Kongpob's office since it's significantly cooler than their bedroom especially without the covers. He tries to keep his eyes closed, half because he's tired and the other half because he wants to keep the light from Kongpob's desk lamp out.

Kongpob wraps his arms around Arthit and kisses the top of his head. "Did I wake you? Hmm? I'm sorry." Kongpob says in a soft whisper. He didn't want to disturb Arthit's sleep and that's why he's in his office burning the midnight oil or so they say. He had set his problem aside earlier to focus on Arthit, but now it's time to face the music again.

"No. I knew when you left. I just didn't know you were going to take so long to come back. I missed you. The bed's getting cold. Can you come back to bed now?" Arthit whines while kissing and sucking on Kongpob's neck.

"Mmm...you're tired. You better stop while you can." Kongpob says as he stretches his neck further to the side to give Arthit more access. His hands run up both of Arthit's thighs on either side of him and then to the back where he grabs Arthit's ass and kneads both cheeks. Arthit moans as his cheeks are spread apart and then squeezed back together again and again.

"Too late. I'm wide awake now." Arthit grabs Kongpob's face and kisses him passionately as he rocks his hips and grinds his bottom against the hardening dick of his boyfriend. He doesn't know what's bothering Kongpob. He had a long draining day himself, so he failed to notice that Kongpob is probably going through something of his own. Arthit didn't suspect anything until Kongpob left their bed in the middle of the night. You see, Kongpob is a very self-disciplined man and follows a relatively fixed schedule. His sleep and workouts are almost always constant. So when he's losing sleep over something, it must be something big.

Arthit moans into their kiss and pulls away to look into Kongpob's hooded lustful eyes. Arthit gets off Kongpob's lap and reaches back to pull his t-shirt off in one swift motion. Kongpob pushes his own sweatpants off and kicks them aside, revealing his now excited length and then grabs Arthit by his naked waist to position the latter between his legs. Kongpob kisses Arthit's smooth torso trailing his tongue down to his navel where he swirls the tip of his wet muscle inside the cavity before kissing it. His hands slip beneath the waistband of Arthit's boxers and push them down to free Arthit's glistening hard dick.

Kongpob wastes no time and takes Arthit's dick into his mouth while rolling and scrunching his balls with his other hand.

"Oh fuck...ahahhh..."

Kongpob then kneads and squeezes Arthit's ass as he bobs up and down his length. He hollows his cheeks as he pulls back his tightly sealed lips up Arthit's dick just to plunge back down further each time.

Arthit fists his right hand in Kongpob's hair as he throws his head back with his eyes rolling up. He takes in the sensation of Kongpob's tongue pressing against the back of his dick going up and down before twirling around the crown of his head and then over his slit.

"Oh my God, Kong!"

Arthit looks down just in time to see Kongpob plunge his length all the way back hitting the back of his throat. Fuck! Seeing Kongpob this way is enough to put him on the edge already. Then Kongpob increases his speed bobbing up and down his length even faster. Arthit's whole body trembles and he starts breathing hard with his mouth gaping.

"Kong...ahh...I'm coming."

"Mmm..."

Arthit pulls himself away from Kongpob's mouth leaving Kongpob confused at the sudden loss. Kongpob stares at Arthit's flushed face as he strokes himself and comes in his own hand. Strings of cum drip down the sides of Arthit's hand as he emptied himself. Without breaking eye contact, Arthit climbs back into Kongpob's lap. He straddles Kongpob and then grabs a hold of Kongpob's leaking hard dick and smears his cum all over it.

"Fuck!" Kongpob watches as Arthit slather his cum on his dick and then reach behind to finger himself just a bit before slowly lowering himself down Kongpob's hard dick. Kongpob can feel his every inch slowly being engulfed by Arthit's tight ring of muscles. Fuck! It's hot.

"Ahh...Kong." Arthit bends his head down to kiss Kongpob again.

"Arthit...argh...fuck! You're so tight. I fucking love how you feel around me...ah."

"Mmm..." Arthit grips onto Kongpob's shoulders tightly and arches back as he tries to adjust himself. While Kongpob grazes his teeth over Arthit's hard nipples and then licks and sucks them from one to another. Once adjusted, Arthit starts moving up and down Kongpob's length. He speeds up upon finding his precious prostate gland that sent a jolt of ecstatic shiver down his spine. The pain that was there moments ago now long forgotten. Kongpob holds onto Arthit's ass while he bounces up and down fervidly. Soon Arthit gets tired and slumps forward allowing Kongpob to take over. And without skipping a beat, Kongpob grabs onto Arthit's hips and starts upthrusting, hitting Arthit's perfect spot over and over.

"Fuck! I love you so much...ahh... ahhh." Arthit pants as the heat within his groin coils and his dick is ready to shoot again.

"I fucking love you too. Now come with me." Kongpob hooks his hands behind Arthit's shoulders and upthrusts harder and deeper into Arthit repeatedly until his grip tightens, his body shudders, and his eyes roll back seeing stars explode as waves of pleasure course through his body. Kongpob spills his semen inside Arthit while his own body gets painted by Arthit's.

Arthit rests his head on Kongpob's shoulder while they both catch their breaths. Then Kongpob reaches for a few tissues to clean each other up.

"Can you tell me what's bothering you?" Arthit asks.

"Don't worry. It's nothing I can't handle." Kongpob says as he wraps his arms around Arthit. They should probably get cleaned up and go back to bed.

Arthit pinches Kongpob's nipple and sits back up to look Kongpob in the eyes.

"Ouuuu!" Kongpob rubs his sore nipple. What did his poor nipple do to deserve this type of abuse?

"I didn't ask if you can handle anything. I asked what's bothering you. Why are you allowed to be all up in my business but I can't know about yours? How is that fair? I thought we're equals. But maybe I'm wrong." Arthit hopes he didn't go overboard. He just wants Kongpob to talk to him.

"Of course we're equals. I just don't want to worry you with unnecessary things. You already have so much going on with your family." Kongpob runs his hands up and down Arthit's arms trying to placate his boyfriend.

"I'll be the judge of what's necessary or not for myself. So tell me what's going on." Arthit stares hard at Kongpob demanding an answer.

Kongpob sighs in defeat. Arthit is going to know sooner or later because the press will definitely report about this. That reminds him, he really needs to work on damage control on the situation as soon as possible. He will also have to hold a press conference soon to address the incident. He really hates those. It's such a waste of his time.

"There's been an accident at the SuSus Project site. A man fell from the 29th story of one of the high-rises in SuSus. He's currently in critical condition right now at a local hospital but it's not likely he will make it through the night."

Arthit gasps, "oh my God. That's terrible. Don't they wear safety harnesses and clips? How could he fall?"

"Yes, in theory, they should whenever they're working above ground level. However, many don't because it adds bulk and feels cumbersome to work with. But the guy that fell did have a harness on though. We just don't know why he wasn't clipped. That's what M and I were meeting about earlier. We still don't know all the details and what caused the accident. We also don't know much about the man either. But what we do know is that he works under one of the subcontractors we've been monitoring. There's been reports from the security team that this particular subcontracting company has been requesting an unusual amount of new identity cards."

"What does that have to do with this?" Arthit frowns looking at Kongpob. Maybe it's getting too late and he's too tired to connect the dots because he doesn't get it.

"It means that the company has a high turnover rate. And a high turnover rate usually means employees with limited experience and training."

"So you suspect the guy didn't have proper training? But the SuSus Project requires all workers to be license trained. That's written in the contract." Arthit finally gets what Kongpob means.

"Maybe. We won't know for sure until further investigation. But if that's the case, then we are looking at a possible lawsuit against the contractor and subcontractor. This will bring negative press for SuSus either way. Furthermore, it may cause a delay in the project."

"No wonder you can't sleep. I wish there's something I can do to help."

"You have helped. Talking about it helps me sort out some of my jumbled thoughts. Come on, we can't sit here naked all night. Let's go rinse off and sleep. We're both tired. We can talk more tomorrow when we know more. Okay?" Kongpob intertwines their hands and pulls Arthit forward so their bare chests touch. Arthit pecks Kongpob on the lips with a little smile before he gets off his lap. Upon getting up, Arthit unplugs Kongpob's dick from his ass, letting cum seep out and trickle down his thighs. It tickles.

"Okay. Let's go." Arthit pulls Kongpob up from his chair and leads the way back to their bedroom. There's always tomorrow.

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AN: Sweets, this smut scene has been stuck in my mind for a while already. However, I think I really need to brush up on my smut writing, or I should just stop writing smut altogether. I don't think this came out that hot. So excuse me. 😏

Now, it's time for Kongpob to start opening up to Arthit too. Nobody is perfect. Nobody.

Fact: Falls are the leading cause of construction-worker fatalities, accounting for one-third of on-the-job deaths in the industry. In 2017, there were 366 fall fatalities out of 971 total fatalities in construction for US. These numbers may be much higher for less developed countries. More information is available online and at www.blogs.cdc.gov.

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