⚠️⚠️⚠️ (Mature Content Warning) ⚠️⚠️⚠️

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"Kongpob, say it again. I want you to say it again. Mmm..."

"Fuck! I love you. I fucking love you. Agh..."

"Ahhh.... I love you too." Arthit bit down on Kongpob's shoulder while his nails dug into Kongpob's arms.

Kongpob thrusted in harder, and as deep as he can get. Two sweaty bodies tangled together for the past four hours. Worshipping every inch of each other's body leaving no skin untouched. Kongpob swallowed Arthit's moans with his mouth again. Holding himself up with his two elbows beside Arthit's head, he rolled his hips, and thrusted up again hitting Arthit's nerves.

"Ah....yes....harder."

Kongpob lowered himself, and smashed their lips together again. His tongue dipped in and out, licked and sucked Arthit's swollen lips. He quickened his thrusts. Moving his right hand down Arthit's back, he squeezed his butt cheek pulling his ass closer to deepen his thrusts. Arthit moaned uncontrollably into their tongue twisting kiss as Kongpob repeatedly slammed into his bundle of nerves.

Kongpob tried to pull away, but Arthit grabbed the back of Kongpob's neck to pull him back in. He hasn't had enough yet. Not even close. Kongpob is his, and he wants every bit of Kongpob's body to know that. They've been roughly fucking and making tender love over and over again tonight. He's had Kongpob as many times as Kongpob has had him. Dawn is about to breakthrough, and he still doesn't want it to end.

Arthit could sense Kongpob getting close, and he clutched his muscles around Kongpob's length as he thrusted in and out of him in full strokes. Just watching Kongpob's beautiful back hovering over him from the mirror above, as he drove his dick into him was erotic enough to tip him over. Arthit's legs were already shaking, and his toes curled. Arthit shot his almost dried up load on top of his own chest as he reached his orgasmic high again.

"Ah....ah....argh...fuck!" Kongpob came again. Satiated and exhausted. He laid on top of Arthit, too tired to even think about his weight crushing the latter.

Arthit wrapped his legs around Kongpob. He wanted to keep Kongpob inside him like this for as long as possible.

"I'm heavy. Let me get off you." Kongpob said with his sweaty sexed face in the crook of Arthit's neck.

"No, I'm comfortable like this." Arthit whined. He loved Kongpob's weight on top of him.

"You can't breathe like this." Kongpob reasoned as he kissed Arthit's cheek, and shifted to the side of Arthit.

Arthit didn't like the sudden lost, but turned to the side to hug Kongpob. After laying there for a few minutes, Kongpob got up.

"We should really get some sleep. Let me get a towel to clean us up."

"We can take a shower." Arthit suggested.

"We did, and it just led to more. Besides, I'm too tired to stand under the shower right now." Kongpob said as he got up to go to the bathroom.

Arthit sighed contently watching Kongpob's ass walk away. He could use some sleep too he told himself. They have been at it from the moment they stepped foot in the house. Although two hours in, they did take a thirty minutes break when Kongpob's stomach protested against the extensive activities without being fed. Kongpob made his famous instant noodles, and fed Arthit straight from the pot. It was the best meal Arthit's ever had. Maybe even better than the wagyu from Japan.

However, as Kongpob sauntered back into the room still very much naked, Arthit mentally didn't mind if they stayed up a little longer. Kongpob smirked like he can read what's going on in Arthit's mind.

As Kongpob walked passed the mirror, he checked out his own reflection. He is a complete mess. There's scratches all over his back, and all over his arms and chest. His nipples were pink and raw. He ran a hand through his just fucked hair, and there's a spot that's a little sore. At this rate, he might go bald soon. So right now, his scalp and his ass are sore. There's a big blotchy hickey behind the back of his left ear. He smiled to himself, his Tiger really gave it to him tonight, or is it morning. Kongpob smiled, and shook his head at himself.

Arthit was sprawled on the bed naked. He was too tired to be embarrassed about his nakedness. Even the oozing between his legs doesn't make him want to move. Other than Arthit's swollen lips and sore ass, there's not much evidence of their hot sexathon on him. Unlike himself, Kongpob was a gentle lover. Kongpob's kisses and bites were heavenly sinful, yet gentle and tender. He made Arthit feel loved and worshipped from head to toe. Kongpob kept mumbling sweet nothings between his kisses, making him want to just stay like this forever.

Kongpob walked over with a warm towel, and wiped Arthit from his chest down to his butt. Arthit was getting very sleepy, but he kept fighting it because he wanted to wait for Kongpob to lay down with him.

"Just sleep. I only have a few hours left." Kongpob said as he tiredly laid down next to Arthit.

Arthit was very sleepy, but he immediately jerked up after Kongpob announced his impending leave.

"Where are you going?" Arthit asked with concern.

"I have to go see my mother. She wants to talk."

"Is this about Mild?"

"Can we talk about this later?" Kongpob pulled Arthit's back against his chest.

"Mmm." Arthit really didn't want to wait, but he is exhausted too.

Both men were out cold within minutes.
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Three hours later, Kongpob woke up naturally despite his body's protest against any movements. Arthit was still dead to the world with half his body clinging to him, and snoring softly next to his ear. This is the first time Arthit has slept nude with him. Arthit usually would put at least his boxers back on before he went to sleep, but not this time. Kongpob smiled, and kissed Arthit's forehead before untangling himself. He left Arthit a note on his pillow telling him he will be right back. However, he has a feeling that Arthit will still be asleep when he gets back.

Kongpob got himself ready, and headed out to his mother's house before she sent someone to get him. He really wanted to take one of his motorbikes, but decided against it as his ass was still too sore. He pulled out the Range Rover knowing that his mother wouldn't complain that his vehicle of choice is a death trap.

The gates opened automatically upon his arrival. That only means that his mother has been waiting for him already. Kongpob walked up to the door, and the door was already open, and two maids were standing there waiting to greet him.

Maids: Good morning young master.

Kongpob: Good morning ladies.

Maid1: Madam is waiting in the garden for you. Can I get you anything?

Kongpob: Some coffee please.

Kongpob braced himself for his mother's wrath. He already knows half the things she will say, yet it still won't make it any better.

Sonya was on her knees digging around a flowerbed. She had on a big rim sunhat protecting her face from the sun.

"Good morning mother." Kongpob stood behind her.

"Kongpob. You're here. What happened to you?" Sonya said looking at her son's dark eye circles.

Sonya quickly got up, and took off her gloves. She caressed Kongpob's cheek, and took a better look at him from head to toe. Kongpob smiled brightly back at her.

Sonya immediately relaxed seeing her son's genuine smile. She grabbed his wrist dragging him over to sit down at the garden table under the shade as the maid brought the coffee over.

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I came straight here after I woke up."

"Gina, bring Kongpob some breakfast."

"Yes, Madam." The maid left.

"Kongpob, you shouldn't have left the way you did last night. You had all of us so worried. Nina's father even sent the police out to find you. You better pay them a visit soon."

"I'm sorry mother. I was just overwhelmed. I will stop by grandpa's later." Kongpob sighed as he mixed his coffee.

"I understand. I know it was a shock. I can't believe it myself. I asked her what she wanted, and she just excused herself without answering. She couldn't even look me in the eye."

The maid brought over a tray of breakfast, which consisted of a big slice of quiche, fruits, and a croissant. Kongpob thanked the maid, and picked up his fork to start eating.

"So, what do you plan to do?" Sonya asked.

"What is there to do? I'll go have dinner with her." Kongpob shrugged his shoulders as he took another bite of quiche.

"Usually, I would agree with this decision, but I think this time can be an exception. We can give the money back to her, and pay the auction fee."

"Mother, you know money is not the issue here. Also, that violates the integrity of an auction. You are a member of the board, you know very well that cancelling the bid will ruin the foundation's image. Besides, you and I both know that she came for a reason. She purposely bid to see me because I can't reject her this way."

Sonya relented. She sat back in her chair, and took a sip of her tea. "What does Arthit think of all this? Did you talk to him? Nina told me he went looking for you all night."

"I've already talked to him. Don't worry." Kongpob said calmly as he put a grape in his mouth.

"What? And he agreed to let you go on the date? I need to have a talk with him." Sonya gave an incredulous look.

"Please leave Arthit alone. He doesn't like it, but he understands me. We talked all night."

"I still don't like it. You need to be careful. Don't let her fool you again. Whatever reason she is here for, it can't be good. No one disappears for ten years, and just comes back for no reason."

"Mother, please trust me. I can handle it by myself. Please don't get involved."

Sonya bit back her tongue. She knew there was no point in arguing with Kongpob. But there's no way she was going to just sit there, and do nothing. She can't watch her son fall in a trap by that manipulative woman.