I'd rather have pink milk

                                    

                                          
***This scene is set in the special scene of episode 8. 
                          
***Mature content. 18  only! Read at your own risk!
                          
"Drink!" said Arthit exasperatingly. 
                          
Kongpob looked him dead in the eyes as he leaned forward to suck the ice coffee through the straw. He knew the erotic picture it made when he wrapped his lips around any phallic object. 
                          
Arthit frowned at him, but Kongpob just smirked. 
                          
"I'd rather have pink milk, " said Kongpob suggestively. He was looking at Arthit's chest while he said it. In fact, he meant he'd rather have a taste of Arthit's pink nipples. 
                          
Arthit willfully misunderstood and passed him his pink milk. Kongpob obediently took a sip, but the sweet drink did not even come close to satisfying his craving.
                          
"P', do you have a class after this?" asked Kongpob. His eyes were wide and clear, but Arthit could see a glint of mischief in his eyes.
                          
"I'm free. Why?" 
                          
"Me too. Let's go back to your room."
                          
"For what? It's a nice day outside," Arthit teased.
                          
"I can show you something nicer inside," Kongpob gazed into Arthit's eyes. Arthit looked away with a blush. He could never look at Kongpob for long when he was in this mood. He felt like his heart would jump out of his chest.
                          
Arthit scratched his nose nervously. He looked everywhere but at Kongpob when he said, "let's go to the room. It has air conditioner. It's too hot out here."
                          
Kongpob shot out of his seat and smiled widely. He climbed out of the bench and threw out the rest of his food. Arthit shook his head with a laugh at Kongpob's eagerness.
                          
Arthit walked at a fast pace back to the apartment. Kongpob followed behind him and smirked.
                          
"I thought it was nice outside."
                          
Arthit was feeling brave so he said, "I thought you said there was something nicer inside the room."
                          
"Aww, P'!" Kongpob exclaimed. He loved when Arthit was cute like this. He wished he could walk next to him and hold his hand. Sometimes all he thought about was being able to be like other couples in public. Kongpob shook those thoughts away and caught up to Arthit by the elevator of the building.
                          
Arthit entered the elevator and Kongpob followed. Arthit went to the left corner and Kongpob to the right. Arthit stared at the numbers while wringing his hands nervously. Kongpob looked at him tenderly, willing Arthit to look at him. Arthit refused to turn his head and sighed with relief when the elevator dinged and signaled their arrival.
                          
Arthit took out his keys and opened the door to the room. Kongpob walked inside and dropped his bag on the floor. The sound of the bag hitting the ground startled Arthit and he turned to face Kongpob.
                          
Kongpob approached him and reached out to cradle his left cheek. He leaned down and brushed Arthit's lips with his own. Arthit reached up and took off Kongpob's hazer jacket. Kongpob let go of Arthit's bottom lip to take off his black T-Shirt. Arthit took the chance to take off his own clothes. 
                          
They came together naked and Kongpob walked Arthit backwards towards the bed. Arthit tumbled back on the bed on his back and Kongpob kissed him on the lips. He let his lips trail from Arthit's lips down his jaw to his earlobe. He sucked it in his mouth and waited for Arthit's moan before moving lower. 
                          
He continued kissing and sucking Arthit's skin as he worked his way down to his delicious pink nipples. He sucked one into his mouth and flicked it to hardness with his tongue. Arthit arched beneath him and buried his fingers in Kongpob's hair.