AN: Just a little juice. 🍋🍋🍋

⚠️⚠️⚠️ (Mature Content Warning) ⚠️⚠️⚠️

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Kongpob's POV

I don't think I've ever loathed the best friend title this much. Just calling each other best friends in front of everyone was fine all this time. That is until someone wants to marry my 'best friend' off to someone else.

Who is this Aom anyway? I've never even heard Arthit mention her, and she has been around for a few years now. What the heck? I didn't want to stay any longer than I had to. Grammy really seems to like Aom, and she is very friendly. She would be perfect for Arthit if he wasn't mine.

Sigh.

How did I think this was ever going to be easy? Arthit's Grammy is never going to accept Arthit and I being together. My own Grammy and Grampy will probably object too. Is it really wrong to be with someone you love? I have also thought of the obvious questions about our relationship. Reproduction, lineage, heir, and social norms. I'm sure Arthit has thought about these things too. We are both still young, and we are very much in our honeymoon phase of a relationship. But my biggest fear is that one day when our honeymoon phase ends, he would regret being with me.

For me, I waited until I was absolutely positive before I took the leap into our relationship. However, Arthit is much more rash. He acts on his emotions without thinking about the consequences. What if one day I became a consequence? I think my world would stop spinning.

I didn't want to think about it anymore. I went to take a shower, and got ready for bed. I wondered if Arthit was going to come over tonight. Maybe he won't since his Grammy is here. His Grammy would find it odd to see him go home in the morning.
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"Kong, why are you ignoring me?"

"I'm not. Why are you here?"

Arthit lays down behind me, and wraps his arm around my waist pulling me against his chest.

"Are you mad that I called you my best friend?"

"No. We are best friends."

"Then why are you mad? Why didn't you answer my calls and texts?"

"You never gave me my phone back. You said you wanted to change the wallpaper, remember?"

"Oh. It's still in my jacket then, but are you mad at me?"

"Yes. You happy?"

"Is it because of Aom?"

"Maybe. Why haven't you ever told me about her?"

"I haven't because I didn't think she was relevant. But Krystal has told you plenty about her."

"When? And how is she not relevant when your Grammy can't wait to marry you two?"

"Honey Bee. Does that ring a bell? And Kong, there's no way I'm marrying her."

"Aom is that annoying Honey Bee that Krystal hates? The one that ate Krystal's whole mango cake?"

"Yes, that's the one. Are you still mad?"

"A little I guess. Of all the million things you tell me everyday, you could have mentioned her at least once. Someone your Grammy is so eager to set you up with."

"This is good. You are still a little mad."

"What? How is this good? Why are you taking my pants off?"

"So we can have make up sex. I heard those are the best."

"Where are you getting this information? This doesn't even qualify as a fight. Arthit, get back up here. Hey, wait...ah....ah"

"Toota."

"Ah...ngm...damn Too...ta...ah..."

"Stop saying somebody else's name."

"Arthit, you can't...ah... settle...t..this like...agh"

"Fine. Let's talk about it later."

Arthit disappears back under the sheets.

"Fuck......ah...ngm....nmm... Arthit...so good......why are you stopping?"

Arthit comes out of the covers, and straddles me. He leaned down and kissed me. He pulled me up by my shirt, and then he pulled my t-shirt off of me. I helped him do the same. Then he slipped his pants and underwear off all in one go.

"Kong, I wanna ride you."

"Anything you want." I sucked and nibbled on his exposed neck causing him to shiver and moan.

"Not so loud."

Arthit nods, and throws his head back as I inserted a lubed finger in his entrance.

"Kong...ah...nmm...more."

As I inserted a second finger, Arthit starts rubbing both our hard dicks together. I tried to stay focused, but his skilled hands are making it near impossible. I muffled my own moans with his nipples in front of me. 

"Fuck... Arthit, I need you now...ah."

"Just fuck me then....ah..."

I lubed my dick, and then positioned myself under his entrance. Arthit slowly lowered himself engulfing me in his warm and tight hole. I leaned back against the headboard running my hands over Arthit's beautiful soft skin. He slowly started to bounce up and down my shaft. I can feel myself getting harder than it already was.

"Ah...yes...ah... Arthit..."

He rocked and twisted his hips going up and down. He started moving faster and faster when he found his spot. He grabbed onto the headboard on either side of me, and bounced even faster.

"Arthit...fuck...you are so hot...ah..."

I held onto his waist, and continued to lap on his now hardened nipples. We were both getting close. When I sensed him starting to get tired, I started to thrust my hips up to meet his every bounce.

"Fuck Kong! Just fuck me. I can't...ah...ah...agh.."

I leaned forward, and wrapped my arms around his waist, and he wrapped his arms around my neck. I moved my hips faster, thrusting as deep as possible.

"Kong, I'm coming.....ah....ah"

"Come with me baby."

"Ah...ngm....mmm...ah fuck!"

Arthit's cum shot between our chest and belly, while I filled him to the brim with mine. I can feel his legs and body tremble on top of me. I would give anything to stop time. So, I can be with Arthit forever this way, in each other's embrace, connected as one.

"Kong, I love you so much. I can never be with anyone but you."

I leaned into the crook of his neck. We remained hugging in our position with Arthit's cum sliding down my chest, and my cum slowly seeping out from the bottom.

"What if our love is not enough?"

"Kong, you are scaring me. Don't say that."

"What about family? Do you want to have children?"

"I don't need children. I only need you."

"Arthit, that's what you say now, but have you really given it a thought?"

The thought of Arthit having a family with someone else crushes me. It's getting hard to breathe.

"Kong, are you crying? Please don't cry. I've told you that none of that matters to me. Only you."

"I just don't want you to regret one day."

"Do you regret being with me?"

"No. Never will."

"Then whatever happens we will just face it together. We can always adopt if we want kids. The world is already overpopulated. And if you really want to have your own, there's surrogacy."

"So you have thought about it."

"Yes, because I want to be with you. You are the last of your bloodline. I know it won't be easy. I, on the other hand still have cousins with my family name."

"My parents are not that traditional. They won't force me. It's only my grandparents. You know, like your Grammy."

"Kong, just bare with her for the week. She has high blood pressure, so let's just play along for now. I will stay away from Aom as much as possible. Okay?"

I nodded. We cleaned ourselves up, and went to sleep. I have a feeling this coming week will be a long week.

"See Kong, make up sex is good." Arthit curled up behind me with his hand against my bare stomach, and peppered kisses on the back of my neck.

"We didn't even fight." I rolled my eyes before I shut them to sleep.

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AN: I almost forgot to update today. I didn't remember until I saw FSWKS ep. 3 🐢 🦁❤️.

I hope you guys liked this chapter. How do you guys think this week will go with Aom and Grammy around? Let me know in the comments.