Tokyo

"Arthit, you should eat the mango puddings." Kongpob said with a slight frown on his face.

Arthit had on a mischievous grin. "Later. Right now I want to eat you." Straddling Kongpob, Arthit placed his hands around Kongpob's neck, and lowered his face to kiss the lips he has been missing so much.

"Mmm... Arthit...stop." Kongpob turned away to the side. But he gripped on to Arthit, making sure Arthit doesn't fall back.

Arthit frowned seeing Kongpob act this way. What's the big deal? Sure, he went to meet Sora alone, but it was a public place. There were plenty of people there, and he wasn't even planning to stay. It was only going to be thirty minutes tops.

"Kongpob, don't you think you're overreacting? It's a bit childish you know. I didn't expect this from you." Arthit irritatedly said, pushing himself out of Kongpob's hold.

Kongpob snapped his head back hearing those words. He tightened his grip on Arthit's waist, not letting the latter get away. "Childish? You think it's childish to be worried about your loved ones?"

Arthit rolled his eyes. "Worried? What is there to be worried about? I'm not five. I'm a grown ass man going to a restaurant." Arthit retorted. It just sounded ridiculous to him.

Kongpob glares at Arthit. "You're not just any grown ass man. You are my boyfriend. You need protection at all times."

"Protection from whom? From Sora? Are you really that jealous? It doesn't suit you Mr. Kongpob Suthilak." Arthit finally pushed himself off Kongpob's lap, and sat back down to the side. Like, what could possibly have happened? It's just stupid.

"This is not about some petty jealousy. This is about your safety. Things can happen anywhere. And way too quick for you to even realize you are in danger. It only takes one laced drink, one wrong turn, or one bad person. Do you know how many people are kidnapped in a year? Do you know there's an actual underground business for kidnap and ransom? I was a victim if you have forgotten." Kongpob sighed, and faced the window.

People don't realize that it's a real threat. Kidnappers make over $1.5 billion USD annually around the world. Most cases go unreported because of the fear of retribution, or shame of what had happened. Many women get raped, and their families don't want their reputations to be tarnished. Especially so called elite socialites. So, those victims suffer silently.

Why else would he have a whole team of security? He already tries to make it as unobtrusive as possible for their daily lives. Some much less wealthy, or prominent people have way more security than he does.

Kongpob doesn't want Arthit to live in fear, and he has tried real hard to keep things as normal as possible for Arthit. Arthit has only been guarded from a distance back home because they are together most of the time. However, this is not home. This is a whole different country.

Being a part of his world is not always glamorous or easy. There's trade-offs that you have no control over. Even he, himself has to live with the fact that he is never actually alone. He has a bodyguard with him even during seemingly harmless business meetings. It's not like he enjoys having Luke, Thak or any of the other ones from the security team hear them fuck all the time. But that's just the reality he lives in.

Arthit stilled. Hearing what Kongpob had just said brought back a conversation between him and Luke a few months ago.

"Why are you following me?" Arthit asked, staring at Luke.

"For your safety. Also, to protect Mr. Suthilak."

"I don't need protection. And how does my safety concern Mr. Suthilak?"

Luke gave me a deadpan look.

"Arthit, is it okay for me to speak as myself?"

"Go ahead."

"I don't think you realize who you are right now? You are Kongpob Suthilak's partner right now. Your personal safety is no longer your personal business. You are now part of his world, and there are threats out there that you don't know. People can use you to get to him. As fair as Kongpob is, he did not get to where he is by being nice. He has his enemies, and they will not hesitate to use or hurt you. Don't let Kongpob's relaxed demeanor and lifestyle fool you for a second that everything is dandy. He is guarded 24/7, and so are you."

Arthit finally realized why Kongpob is so adamant about him bringing a bodyguard, or at least having Knot with him at all times. How did he forget Kongpob was a ransom victim? The ransom that led his family near bankruptcy, and Kongpob in the hospital for over a month. A ten years old boy that needed his stomach pumped because he was kept drugged up to the exchange point. It's a miracle that he even survived the whole ordeal. However, Arthit still can't imagine Kongpob having enemies though.

Now, Arthit feels terrible about what he said. Ugh. He wished he hadn't climbed off Kongpob's lap. That way, it would have been easier to kiss him, and apologize for being so careless. He took a glance, and Kongpob was still facing the window. Yeah, it would be kind of weird to climb back now.

So, they continued to sit in silence. Arthit really didn't like it, but he didn't know how to break it either. A simple sorry didn't feel quite right, and he doesn't know how to begin. Ten or fifteen minutes had passed, and still nothing. Street after street passed by. Arthit only stared out the window looking at the Tokyo Skytree from a distance.

Arthit couldn't stand it anymore. He hated this. He hated the silent treatment with the tension in the air. Arthit took a deep breath. He reached his hand over to Kongpob, and laced their fingers together. He held his breath, waiting to see if Kongpob would snatch his hand back. One. Two. Three. Arthit felt a squeeze. He turned to look at Kongpob who was already looking at him.

Staring into each other's eyes for a few heartbeats. They both slowly leaned forward. Kongpob eyes trailed down to Arthit's lips, and he reached behind Arthit's nape to pull him closer. He missed Arthit so much. He really doesn't want to fight. Arthit grabbed Kongpob's jacket, and pulled him even closer. Closing their eyes, their lips connected in a tender kiss that soon turned passionate.

A soft moan escaped Arthit's lips as Kongpob bit his bottom lip, and gently sucked on his tongue. Arthit's hand traveled down Kongpob's chest. He wanted to feel the muscles and skin underneath his shirt. There's too many layers between them.

He then moved his hand up Kongpob's thigh. His fingers pressed down while gliding up slowly to Kongpob's crotch until his palm cupped the growing bulge underneath. His hand eagerly rubbed the prize within his palm.

"Gah...ah..." Kongpob moaned, and stilled for a moment before he could continue kissing. His own free hand moved from Arthit's nape to Arthit's clothed nipple. He rubbed the soft bud, and then pinched it between his fingers.

"Ah...Kong." Arthit squeezed Kongpob's crotch, and he can now feel the hardening shaft in his hand expanding. He kept running the shaft between his fingers. It's time to remove Kongpob's pants.

"Mmm...ahhh."

"Sir, we are here." Thak's voice came through the speakers.

The two men were so preoccupied that they didn't even notice that the car had come to a complete stop. They pulled apart, and looked around.

Kongpob looked down, and Arthit's hand was still very much holding his dick through his pants. He glanced back up at Arthit with a smirk. Arthit quickly removed his hand, and sat back. He adjusted a little in his seat due to his own semi-hardened bulge.

With a smile on his face, Kongpob pressed the intercom button to speak, "Thank you Thak. We just need a few more minutes."

"Yes Sir." Thak responded right away.

Arthit was the first to burst out laughing, and then Kongpob started laughing too. They composed themselves a little later after their fit of laughter died down.

"I'm sorry Kongpob. I didn't know you were so worried. And I kind of did forget what happened to you when you were little." Arthit glanced at Kongpob before continuing. "You just...seem so normal all the time, and I don't know. I guess I'm not used to all this protection, and I haven't realized it's real necessity yet."

"I just don't want anything bad to happen to you. I would never be able to forgive myself if anything happened to you because of me. I know you're not used to it. That's why I try to make it as inconspicuous as possible back home. But here, I can't take that chance." Kongpob looked at Arthit before grabbing the latter's hand.

Arthit looked at their laced fingers, and sighed. "I understand now. And I'm sorry for saying you were jealous, and calling you childish."

"Well, I will admit. I am a little jealous. Sora is a pretty hot guy. Smart and sexy. And the guy can really sing. I wanted him to sing to me instead."

"Kongpob!" Arthit punches Kongpob in the arm.

"Hahaha... I'm kidding. Okay? Just kidding. I obviously came to steal my boyfriend."

"But I wasn't even there yet." Arthit chuckled. Of course he knows Kongpob came to claim him.

"Well, I didn't know that. I was originally heading to your hotel to steal you from Knot, but then Thak found out you were meeting Sora. So, I went to the restaurant to steal you. I was surprised you weren't there yet, but I saw Sora. It would have been weird if I stepped right back out of the restaurant after he had already spotted me. So, I went to greet him instead. Besides, it would be better that he knows now before he comes to Bangkok."

"And here I thought you were jealous, and ready to fight for me." Arthit said jokingly.

"If you love me, your heart would tell you to stay. But if you don't, then I can't fight for something that's not mine. I would never force you to love me. If your happiness lies with someone else, I will respect that."

"Kongpob, my heart is only yours." Arthit wrapped his arms around Kongpob, and nuzzled his face against Kongpob's neck. Kongpob is all he wants, and all he needs.

"Mine." Kongpob returned the hug, and kissed the side of Arthit's head. "Come on. We should go before it's too late. My problem is okay now." Kongpob looked to his dick.

"Where are we going?" Arthit asked, letting go of Kongpob to look outside the window.

"Come out so you can see better." Kongpob got out of the car, and held the door for Arthit.

There was a building with a lot of glass windows from where Arthit can see. It looked like they were in front of a mall, or something along those lines. It was only after Arthit climbed out of the car did he realize where he was.

Kongpob watched Arthit's beautiful smile appear on his face. He looked like an innocent child at the playground for the first time.

"Kongpob! Are we going up the Skytree?" Arthit asked excitedly with a great big smile.

"Of course. I didn't get a chance to take you last time. So, I reserved the observation deck for private viewing. Let's go." Kongpob held his hand out to Arthit.

Arthit happily took Kongpob's hand. He is so excited. He has never been up the Tokyo Skytree. It's always super crowded, and the line can easily take up to three hours or more. Last time in Tokyo, they didn't have time for it. And the last time before that, let's not mention it.

There were only a few people around as the observation deck was already closed to the public. Even the Tokyo Solamachi mall nearby was closed.

"Wait!" Arthit suddenly said, and let go of Kongpob's hand. He jogged a few steps back to the car. "Thak, please unlock the car."

Thak unlocked the car as requested. Both Kongpob and him watched curiously what Arthit was doing.

Arthit turned around with a huge grin on his face, and a box of mango puddings in his hand.

"Let's eat these at the top." Arthit said, walking up to Kongpob.

With a glint in his eyes, Kongpob leaned into the side of Arthit, and spoke in his husky voice, "I thought you wanted to eat me."

Arthit blushed, but recovered quickly. He pulled Kongpob closer, "you will be dessert later."

Kongpob laughed out loud. Arthit is getting cheekier everyday.

They took the elevator going up to the upper observation deck. Arthit was a little nervous inside the glass elevator though. He could see the inside of the tower through the elevator's glass top. He smiled during the whole ride while gripping on Kongpob's arm tightly.

Kongpob can only smile watching Arthit fidget nervously inside the elevator. He wanted to poke Arthit's dimples when he smiled like that. Kongpob is really tired from his long day, but seeing Arthit this excited is all worth it.

Tonight's clear sky is perfect for Tokyo's night view. The upper deck observation is 450 meters high. They can see across the whole city. Arthit even spotted the Tokyo Tower on the other side. Kongpob told him that during the day time, when the sky is clear, you can even see Mt. Fuji from here.

After walking around the whole observation deck, and taking countless shots of the night view, they finally sat down on a bench. Kongpob leaned back on his hands. He extended his legs out, and crossed them at the ankles. He moved his neck side to side for a little stretch.

Arthit studied Kongpob's profile, tracing along the outline with his eyes. He loves how long Kongpob's legs are. Kongpob isn't exceptionally tall, but he has legs for miles. And there's his long neck. It's his favorite part on Kongpob.

"Hey, are you done staring yet? The view is that way." Kongpob said smirking. He loves how Arthit just blatantly ogles him when it's just the two of them.

"No, I'm enjoying the view just fine. Here, open wide. Ahh." Arthit brings a spoonful of mango pudding in Kongpob's mouth.

Kongpob said they had less than an hour left before the mango puddings will be considered overnight. And he had promised Mae Yui to finish all of them before that happens. So, the two men fed each other until they were all gone.

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AN: Chapter 90! 😱 What am I doing? Don't worry. There's an ending to the madness. I promise.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and didn't find it too boring. I think Arthit still needs time to adjust to being a part of Kongpob's world, and he will eventually. Security issues really is the reality for people of such status. Kidnappers make an estimated $1.5 billion USD annually across the globe, and that doesn't include the unreported cases. It's not always easy to have a lot of money.

Now, back to the fluff. Isn't Kongpob hopelessly romantic? 😍