Chapter 23: A Passionate Encounter

Phuwin staggered back, his hand going up to grip Pond's shirt as his eyes widened in surprise. It took a few seconds for his mind to process what was really happening.

Pond…was really kissing him?

Just then, the sound of voices coming from the other end of the parking lot caused both of them to break apart instantly, even though Phuwin had hardly had the time to register what was happening and kiss him back properly.

"Shia…" he cursed under his breath when the voices drew closer, feeling disappointment claw at his gut. He already knew that Pond must have mustered a lot of strength to just come here so he could kiss him. But now that there was an interruption, he was probably going to get shy again and go back, without continuing.

However, it was actually the sound of the car door opening at his back that snapped him out of his thoughts. And before he knew it, Phuwin was being pulled inside by the hand.

Two strong arms grasped him by the waist and pulled him onto the backseat of his car, before the door slammed shut, making him look around in confusion as everything happened so fast. But then, he was once again left speechless as Ponds arm guided his head with his palm against his cheek and soft lips met his once again, this time with more fervor than before.

Pond's lips moved on top of his with an urgency that he felt in his gut. His own hands went to Pond's long hair, grasping it around his nape as he used it to haul him closer. 

His entire body tingled with need, a feeling of heat spreading all over him as he drew Pond incredibly closer, but still, it felt like it wasn't enough for him. So he decided to take a chance…

Breaking the kiss, he looked into Pond's face, their breaths heavy as they gasped for air. And then, Phuwin adjusted himself to sit on Pond's lap, straddling his legs as he wound his arms around his neck once again, and crashed his lips onto his, drawing them impossibly closer.

Phuwin's thin body was plastered to Pond's strong, muscular frame, so it wasn't all that difficult for him to acknowledge the signs of his arousal. In fact, he was very sure that even Pond could feel his arousal against his abdomen, even though he tried his best to hide it.

Their lips moved in sync, hungry for each other as if they had been starved for decades. It wasn't long before Phuwin felt Pond's hand on his thin waist, his fingers lifting up the edges of his shirt to press his fingers to the bare skin on his waist.

A tiny gasp left his lips, and Pond took advantage of having caught him off-guard as he thrust his tongue inside his mouth, tasting every nook and cranny. Their tongues intertwined as his hands rode up Phuwin's body. 

His skin felt hot under his palms and as he skimmed his fingers on his soft, white skin. He could feel Phuwin's grip tighten on his hair as he did so, and finally, when they broke their kiss to gasp in deep breaths, Pond's eyes went to the slender column of Phuwin's nape. Unable to resist the temptation, he went on to kiss and suck his delicate skin, with the purpose of leaving a mark on the boy he had been waiting to taste for ages.

"Ah-ha!" Phuwin's shocked gasp vibrated through his body, making a shiver run down his spine. "N-not there…everyone can see…"

Pond stopped his motion for a bit…before he lowered his head and headed for his collarbone that was exposed between the collars of his shirt. He liked the little sounds that Phuwin were making at the back of his throat. As much as they felt arousing, he also knew that it meant he was doing it right, and Phuwin was liking every bit of the journey.

Phuwin bit his lower lip, his stomach clenching in anticipation as Pond continued to suck on his exposed skin, leaving a trail of hot, wet, kisses on the way. He could feel desire unfurl in his gut, his shaft getting hard as the kisses got hungrier.

Pond's hands were merely skimming through his skin, riding up his back to support him, and yet, he felt like he wanted so much more from him…he wanted Pond to touch him without the restraints of the clothes…he wanted to do so much more.

He knew that Pond was leaving marks all over his neck. And to think that he had been making fun of Hia Dunk not too long ago about 'mosquito bites'…

Leaning down, he pressed his lips to Pond's earlobe, biting down on it softly before licking the sensual hurt when he felt Pond suck in a breath. But before he could reach down to kiss his neck, Pond pulled his head back so he could give him one last kiss…this one softer than the ones before and gentler, unlike their previous passionate kisses.

"Yud na…" Pond whispered softly against his lips before drawing his head back against the backseat of the car. His voice was deliciously husky and Phuwin felt a shiver run down his spine at just the sound of it against his skin. "I think we should stop here for now."

Phuwin pulled back to look into his eyes, and even though he hated the fact that they had to stop, he did agree that going further wasn't a good idea at this point in their relationship…if it even was a relationship.

"So…" Phuwin cleared his throat, his own voice sounding breathless and husky. "What happens now?"

"Huh?" Pond gave his a clueless look, even though his hands still rested on the bare skin of Phuwin's waist.

"I mean…what about us? What do we do now?" Phuwin asked again, his expression getting more serious. "Are you going to run off again, Pond? Are you going to deny your own feelings?"

Pond struggled to figure out what he really wanted. It was evident on the expression on his face that he was having an inner dilemma.

In all honesty, when he had chased after Phuwin, he hadn't thought much about what will happen in the future. All he had thought about was that moment and that he couldn't let Phuwin leave just like that. But now that he was being confronted by Phuwin, his own heart still pounding in his chest like a tattoo against his ribcage…he was indeed tongue-tied.

But when he saw Phuwin narrow his eyes at him, attempting to get off of his lap…his fingers involuntarily tightened on his waist, stopping his movements.

Phuwin raised his eyebrows at Pond, the corner of his lips tilting in a half-frown. He didn't know what Pond was about to say or why he stopped him, but it was clear from his expression that he still looked conflicted.

"Phom…" Pond swallowed nervously, before looking down at those pink lips that had enticed him even in his dreams. Now that he had a taste of them…he didn't think he would be able to go back to the way things were before. "I'm…not denying my feelings for you any longer…I'm ready to be anything you want me to be, Phuwin. No matter what it is…"

For Pond, who had always admired Phuwin from afar and considered him his muse…he didn't think it was possible to ever get this close to him, to the point where he was feeling his skin under his palms and kissing those beautiful lips that he had always drawn with extra care.

If he could be beside Phuwin, no matter if it was only as a friend, or something else he didn't even want to think of…then that was okay as well. He never had any expectations from this relationship. He only wanted to love Phuwin from afar. If Phuwin hadn't kissed him today first…maybe he wouldn't even have the courage to come after him at all.

Phuwin's lips tilted up in a small smirk as he saw how nervous Pond was. His Adam's apple bobbed with every nervous swallow of his saliva and the way he kept on looking at his lips made Phuwin want to tease him a bit more, just to see what kind of reaction he would make.

So he quickly leaned down and kissed that little blob on his throat, making Pond suck in a surprised breath.

Phuwin smiled into his kiss as he noticed just how tense Pond's body was, but still, he didn't push him away or stop him from kissing and sucking on his throat. Only after he was sure that he had left a mark on his neck, claiming his territory, did Phuwin lean his head back and watch his handiwork with a smile of satisfaction.

"You said you can be anything, right?" Phuwin asked, that smirk of satisfaction still intact when he saw his throat move once again, but this time, with a small, distinct red mark on it.

"C-chai…" Pond swallowed nervously, unsure of what he was getting himself into.

"Pen faen gun na?"