Absolutely Yours 3

Kongpob’s POV

I looked at the man on the bed.

He was sleeping soundly.

My heart did a somersault when he smiled in his sleep.

I was still wondering what was with this man that I tolerated him in bothering me this much.

It was like, the moment I laid my eyes on him, I was hypnotized.

I took a deep breath and shot him a glance.

He was laying on his stomach cozily.

Arms hugging the pillow on his head.

Remnants of what happened last night.

He looked so calm contrary to how vicious he was last night.

A flashback filled my mind.

I didn’t know what has gotten into me but when I walked in the bar,  my eyes inadvertently landed on him.

It was as if I was meant to be looking at him.

He piqued my interest.

I glanced at this pale man crouching on the table and an odd force that was so much powerful than myself  moved me to him.

I slowly sauntered towards him.

He carried on drinking, careless of the people who were leacherously gazing at him.

I heard him muttering inaudible words to himself.

I sat on the other side of the counter parallel to him.

I have my eyes fixed at the bottle of tequila I ordered but my ears are on him.

Sahit.

I heard him uttered the name.

There was an agony in his tone.

He was in pain.

Who is she?

A lover perhaps?

Did they break up?

Or a fight maybe?

He must love her so much to be this miserable because of her.

I don’t normally approach a stranger but I felt like I’m going to miss something if I don’t.

If I do though, what am I going to tell him?

He looked like he wanted to be left alone.

I sighed sharply.

I fought hard the urge to come near him.

But to hell with it.

I couldn’t stand it anymore.

I drank the shot of alcohol in my hand and sucked the lemon with the salt on it.

I sighed deeply to muster some courage.

I stood up and I brought the bottle of tequila with me.

Then I stepped towards him.

I did not plan to tease him but for lack of better words I went on goading him.

I thought he would ignore me but when he grabbed me by the collar, I was completely astounded.

“Yeah, how about we give it a try? ” I saw his jaw flexed.

I smelled the alcohol on his breath.

It was warm.

It made me blush.

I gulped.

I wasn’t prepared for it so I was speechless  for a while.

“Hm? Wanna give it a go? ” he added.

I knew he was just putting a facade by the way his voice trembled.

He wasn’t used to it as well.

He may looked unflustered but I knew he was nervous inside.

It gave me confidence.

I like the way his expressions changes.

When he thought he got everything in control, I  put my hands over his and slowly traced it up to his neck.

I kept it steady so we could be gazing inches away from each other’s faces.

“Shall we give it a try?  ” almost a whisper to make it more tempting.

The confidence he wore changed into exasperation.

He was angry for a while but he was too hardheaded to admit defeat.

“Lesh go, “

I brought him in a hotel nearby because I didn’t know where he live.

I watched him stumbled on tables and chairs while running to the toilet.

I couldn’t help but chuckled.

He glowered at me.

Instead of answering,  I reached out and helped him out.

Maybe he couldn’t hold it any longer,  he vomited on me then passed out.

His vomit was all over my top so was on his.

I wanted to get angry but what’s done was done.

I looked at him. 

I don’t have the heart to let him sleep like that.

I gulped a mouthful of liquid in my mouth thinking that I have to undress him then carried him to the toilet.

The beads of sweat formed in my forehead when I was done changing him.

I couldn’t get the image of him naked in my mind.

He was right there in front of me with all his glory.

I felt the inside of me tingled.

I was aroused.

Shit.

Why?

I tried to ignore all this bad thoughts I had in mind.

I covered him with a quilt.

I glanced at him once again.

He slept like a baby.

I shifted my gaze to his lips. It was inviting, before I could stop myself.

I kissed him with my eyes closed.

I meant it to be a peck.

But I was surprised when he responded almost immediately.

I dare not to open my eyes.

My heart beats faster as his lips was pressed against mine.

When I felt his lips moved, I threw all my inhibitions away.

I tilted my head for better access.

The latter took advantage of it for he deepened the kiss.

He entangled his arms around my neck and drew me even closer.

He nibbled on my lips gently.

Tempting me.

Teasing me.

Erotically.

The tip of his tongue tentatively asking for entrance.

I deny him not.

His tongue entered my mouth at once with greater intensity.

It explored my mouth, tasting every inch of it.

We both moaned in sync.

It brought a certain feeling of euphoria.

Lust was slowly enveloping me.

I was turned on that it hurts.

I wanted more.  More? 

I heard him moan a word.

It was all it took for me to snap out of it.

It hit me.

What are we doing? What am I doing?

With that thought in mind, I quickly pulled myself away.

Breaking the kiss, I turned to look at him.

I was surprised to see his eyes wide open.

Our gaze locked.

Lust and longing were written all over his face.

My heart was pounding hard, I couldn’t hear it but I could feel it.

When I tried to open my mouth to speak, he closed his eyes and drifted off.

I heard a steady and light snore after a while.

I was relieved.

I moved myself away from the bed.

I called the front desk to pick up his laundry so I needed to remove whatever was on his pocket.

His wallet dropped.

I didn’t want to pry but I did it anyway.

I saw his school registration form neatly folded inside it.

THL University
Arthit
Third year – Senior

“Arthit, ” the name slid naturally on my lips.

When everything was settled.

I reluctantly leave.

Before I did,  I spare him another glance.

My mouth curved mysteriously.

Then closed the door.

“Kongpob? ” I heard someone called. I was sitting in the admin office of BKK university but my mind was with the guy I left in the hotel room this morning.

“Mr. Nattapong was asking if you are going to sign up for the scholarship, ” my father repeated.

Mr. Nattapong is a coach and a professor at BKK university.

The most prestigious university in Thailand. Whether you do good or bad in academics, it won’t matter. Companies will prioritize you just because you graduated at BKK.

He was scouting me for a basketball scholarship. And we are currently having a discussion when my mind wandered.

I was surprised at how far it wandered though.

“Mm? ” I couldn’t wrap my head around about what they were talking about. “What do you think?” I asked my dad instead.

“Up to you, ” that’s what I like about my father, he was never a dictator. He always let me decide for what I want.

“Pa,  I have another university in mind. ” I said confidently.