“You can hold out just a little bit longer for me, can’t you?” Park asked, working him once more. Gift looked exhausted, but he gave a weak nod. “Yes,hia.”
Things grew quiet after that as Park brought him to the brink once more, the only sound Gift’s heated little noises and the hum of the refrigerator. He worked him with quick, tight strokes until Gift was dancing on the knife’s edge, approaching his tipping point.
“Fuck, you’re so good for me. Mydek dee. Taking it so well.” All Gift could do was groan. His face was slack, expression shocky. “You look so pretty like this,” Park said. “Suay.”
Gift choked out another sob, trying to fuck himself into Park’s fist, so desperate that tears were threatening to spill from those big brown eyes.
Park made a decision then, releasing Gift abruptly. He practically screamed at the sudden departure, but before he could make more than an indignant squawk, Park picked him up and carried him to the sofa, dropping him on it then climbing to sit between his parted knees.
Gift seemed confused by these new circumstances, watching as Park hooked his thumbs in Gift’s pants, dragging them down and off until he was naked except for Park’s shirt. Gift flushed as Park’s heated gaze roamed the miles of naked skin laid out just for him. Shapely legs and a small waist, cock flushed and weeping.
Fuck, Park wanted to eat him up, devour every part of him. He smoothed both hands under Gift’s shirt, catching the hem as he slid it out of his way, tucking it under Gift’s chin until he was splayed out before him. “That’s better.”
“How?” Gift wailed, bewildered.
Park shifted, planting a hand next to Gift’s head so he could loom over him, teasing his thumb over one flat nipple until Gift let out a broken little sigh. “Because now I can play with all of you.”
Before Gift could respond, Park dipped his head to take one tight peak into his mouth, scraping his teeth against it before soothing it with his tongue.
Gift’s hands found his back, clenching at Park’s shirt once more, eyes closed, lips parted as Park gave his other nipple the same attention. He let himself explore all the golden skin he could see, placing open-mouthed kisses down Gift’s sternum, tracing the deep vee of his hipbone with his tongue, kissing the juncture where leg and pelvis met.
Gift’s breathing grew shallow, his head thrashing and hips canting like he could will Park to go where he needed him most. Park shot back up for another filthy kiss, fucking his tongue into the wet heat of Gift’s mouth, swallowing every whine.
Then, he was kneeling between Gift’s thighs once more, lifting his leg to kiss the skin on the inside of his knee, then his inner thigh, stopping to suck another mark into his skin before giving into his intrusive thoughts and sinking his teeth hard enough to rip a gasp from Gift’s lips, one of his hands finding Park’s hair, threading into it and twisting.
Park kissed the injured flesh but kept going, running his nose along Gift’s skin until he was at the crease of his leg, burying his face and inhaling deeply. Fuck. He smelled incredible. He rubbed his face against Gift’s painfully hard cock before moving to give his other thigh the same treatment, determined to take his time and make Gift as crazy as he’d been making Park these last few days.
“P’,” Gift whined, trying to use the grip on his hair to drag his mouth where he wanted it.
Park flicked his gaze upwards, smoothing both hands over Gift’s hip bones as he held his gaze. “What’s wrong?” he teased, tongue darting out to lick over the head of Gift’s cock, mouthing at the tip before releasing it to slap against his stomach once more.
“You’re mean,” Gift whispered.
“What do you want,ouen?” Park buried his face in the nest of hair at the base of his cock, rubbing his nose against his skin. “You want my mouth? You want me to suck you until you come down my throat?”
Park didn’t lift his head but held Gift’s gaze so he could watch the emotions that flickered across his face. Lust, neediness, embarrassment. “Please,hia, I can’t take it anymore,” he begged. “It hurts.”
“Okay,ouen. Okay. You’ve been so good for me.” He had just enough time to see relief flood Gift’s expression before he swallowed him down, a gasp ripping from the boy’s lungs as Park took him to the back of his throat.
Gift’s hips jerked beneath him, driving himself deeper until Park coughed through his nose.
“Sorry,” Gift mumbled.
Park hummed around him, then snaked his arms beneath Gift’s hips, holding him in place as he sucked him, the taste of precum a pleasant bitter taste on his tongue.
Once Gift was unable to move, he started babbling, some of it in English, some in Thai. “Oh. Oh. Oh…that’s—oh, my God,hia.” He gave another broken moan. “I’m so close. Please, let me…please, let me… I need it. I need you. Oh, fuck.”
Park redoubled his efforts, jaw aching as he slid one hand from Gift’s hip to his ass, teasing between his cheeks, thumb settling over his hole, not putting any pressure, just massaging the spot.
“Hia…hia…uh…uh… I’m…” Whatever he was going to say was lost in a moan, his hands twisting painfully in Park’s hair. Then, he was flooding Park’s mouth with his release, hips spasming in tiny aborted thrusts as Park worked him through it, only releasing him when he hissed from oversensitivity.
Park climbed up then to straddle Gift’s hips, pushing his sweats down and taking his own aching cock in hand. Gift was panting, eyes locked on Park’s hand as he jerked himself with zero finesse, just needing to find that release. It was easy with Gift all soft and sated and fucked out beneath him. His fucked-out little doll, so sleepy and pretty, so good…just for him. Only for him.
“Mine,” Park gritted, bliss causing his eyes to roll behind closed lids as he painted Gift’s chest and stomach with his release. He collapsed on top of him, not even caring about how sticky and gross they were. Park rested his forehead against Gift’s, giving him a soft kiss. “How was that?”
A giggle bubbled past Gift’s lips before he snapped his mouth shut, waiting a minute before he said, “It was…nice.”
Park gaped at him. “Nice?”
