WESTTHESUNFROMANOTHERSTAR, Chapter 44: Tasted You
Daotok
After the affirmative answer. I, standing beside the hospital bed, didn’t know what to do, only bowing my head, my hands fidgeting lightly, before the person on the bed lifted my chin, leaning in close and pressing his lips to mine.
I opened my eyes wide in surprise before slowly closing them, moving closer to him, slightly parting my lips in permission for him to advance. The warm tongue moved slowly, turning into a tender kiss.
I gently pushed him away, breaking the kiss, wiping my lips lightly, only to see his face filled with dissatisfaction.
I pulled away from the kiss because I remembered we were still in the hospital.
“…Not here.”
“Not even just a kiss?”
“It won’t just be a kiss.” I said, thinking that if it starts with a kiss, it wouldn’t stop there with someone like him.
“Just a kiss.”
“…”
“Really, come up on this bed.”
“…”
“Quick, my boyfriend.”
I couldn’t help but frown, defeatedly sitting on the bed, moving closer to the person waiting, stretching up a bit, placing both hands on his shoulders, leaning my face closer to his and slowly closing my eyes again. Our lips met, he reached to hold my waist, pulling me closer.
Warm breath caressed my cheeks and ears, his tongue invaded once more, this time more forcefully than before. I responded to the touch awkwardly, my heart beating faster immediately, our tongues entwined, making wet, embarrassing sounds across our lips.
Tilting his head slightly, his thick lips moved more passionately until I could hardly keep up, my heart beating so fast it threw off my breathing, feeling a hot flush across my face and chest. He bit and sucked on my lips, his tongue exploring my mouth as if he was thirsty.
“Hmm.” I involuntarily let out a low moan.
Sweet…so sweet all over my mouth.
We kissed for a long time until I got used to the intensity of it. Yet, my heart still pounded hard, and the heat enveloping my body didn’t subside. I don’t know how much time passed until my lips felt numb.
He slowly pulled away, his face showing utmost satisfaction, licking his lips which were wet and red. I avoided his gaze before wiping my own mouth.
“Can we leave the hospital now?” He asked.
“Why?”
“I want to do more than just kiss.”
“Th…then get better quickly.”
“Yeah.” He raised an eyebrow, then stole another kiss on my cheek, moving down to my neck to leave a mark.
“Ouch.” I cried out as the sharp pain made me tense my shoulders.
“I’m hard now, what to do?”
“I don’t know.” I responded immediately before stepping off the hospital bed. It seemed like he wasn’t too keen, but he let me get up.
At the hospital…just kissing was already a lot.
Really, it shouldn’t be much, let’s say, this time is enough.
“Shit, so annoying, I’ve waited for a month, those damn bastards messing things up.” He cursed in frustration before stepping off the bed and walking to the bathroom.
At first, I thought he just wanted to use the bathroom, but thinking about it, that probably wasn’t the case.
“You have to blush that much just because I’m going to the bathroom?”
“Just to the bathroom?”
“You know it’s not just kissing, how am I supposed to hold back?”
“…Ah, uh, as you wish.”
“My words made him burst out laughing.
“Uh.”
“Oh. I need to go back to my room to get something.”
“Oh, uh, I’ll have someone take you there.”
“Hmm.”
Then someone came to take me back to my room, and that person said he would wait downstairs to take me back to the hospital. Even though I would rather go back on my motorcycle alone, Phii Arthit probably wouldn’t allow it. I quickly went upstairs, took a shower, changed clothes, packed the essentials into a bag, and returned to the hospital.
I’ve never had the experience of riding in a car with a man in a black suit who looked dangerous driving, like something out of a mafia movie.
I returned to the patient’s room and saw Phii Arthit lying on the bed. I went in and put my bag down on the sofa, as he had instructed a few days ago when he was the one staying by my side in the hospital. This time, it was my turn to stay by his side.
While unpacking, I glanced at him watching TV and my mind wandered aimlessly. The only thing that has changed from then to now is that we are now dating.
Him and me…we are now a couple.
“Arthit.”I called.
“Huh?”
“What about your phone? You didn’t reply to my messages.”
“Oh, it’s gone. They probably threw it away.”
“Oh.”
“What did you call me earlier?”
“Arthit.”
“Come on, where did the ‘Phii’ go? Don’t tell me you’re not respectful anymore.’
“I don’t call my boyfriend ‘Phii’.”
“Huh? I think we should leave the hospital, it’s not doing us any good.” He said seriously. I couldn’t help but chuckle a little.
“Let’s go to sleep.”
“You come to sleep with me.”
“I can’t, this is a patient’s bed.”
“And why is that?”
“It’s narrow.”
“It’s not a problem, I don’t mind.”
“No, you should rest.” I walked over, grabbed a blanket to cover him, and took the remote to turn off the TV.
“Then you sleep on the sofa.”
“Yeah.”
“No way, I won’t let you sleep on the sofa.”
“Sigh, be a good boy and rest so you can recover quickly.” I said. This time, I walked over to turn off the light in the room, leaving only the faint light from outside.
“Good night, kiss.”
I didn’t say anything, just walked over, leaned down to kiss his forehead gently, but before I could react, he pulled me closer and kissed me on the lips. Our lips just stayed there for a moment before he let go.
“I love you.” He said amidst the light from the window, his familiar warm expression softening my heart, gently holding his thick hand.
“I love Arthit too.”
“…” He was quiet for a moment, not showing as much embarrassment as the first time. Just a bit nervous, “Heh. When I’m fully recovered, I’ll make you say it every ten minutes.”
“Sure.” I let go of his hand and went to sit on the large sofa, lying down. It took a while before I dozed off.
I slowly opened my eyes to find myself being hugged from behind, the warm, steady breath, the familiar scent. Squinting a little as the bright sunlight came through the window, I tried to turn around to look at the patient who should have been in bed.
When I moved, he stirred, making a slight noise of displeasure in his throat. I shook him gently to wake him up.
“Go sleep on the bed, or your wound might open up.” I said, glancing at his arm wrapped in bandages, which was loosely hugging me. It was good that he was lying on his side, not putting pressure on the wound.
“…”
“Wake up already.”
“Hmm.”
He opened his eyes, immediately pressing a kiss on my forehead.
“Why are you up so early?”
“And why are you sleeping here?” I asked back.
“Last night, I was scared by a ghost.”
“Really?”
“Really, I was so scared that I came to sleep with you.”
“That’s not true, someone like Arthit isn’t afraid.”
“Yeah, but I was really scared, it was just standing there staring at me, maybe it’s my fan.”
“Should I talk to it?”
“No need, otherwise, you might faint like you did at the graveyard.”
“No, I won’t.”
“Forget it.” He said before tightening his hug, glancing at the clock showing six in the morning, “It’s too early, let’s sleep some more.”
“Yeah, let’s sleep.” I said, then just let him continue to hold me while I, fully awake, could only watch him. His face, once smooth, was now marked with wounds from yesterday’s fight. I gently touched the wound at the corner of his mouth, then playfully squeezed his nose.
Hmm…he’s really good, too good to be careful, huh?
I lay in his warm embrace for another hour before waking him up again to move back to the patient’s bed because I didn’t know what time the nurse would bring breakfast, at least when the nurse came in, we shouldn’t be cuddling on the sofa like this.
He willingly moved back to lie on the patient’s bed, then the nurse brought breakfast and medication.
“Feed me, please.”
“You weren’t shot in your dominant hand.”
“So feed me, I’m your boyfriend.’“
“Yeah.” I reluctantly agreed, scooping food onto a spoon and feeding it to the person waiting with an open mouth on the bed. He immediately made a face when he started chewing, “Not tasty?”
“Yeah.”
“Just bear with it.”
“I want to get out of the hospital already.”
“Learn to be patient.”
“Isn’t a month of endurance enough?”
“Who told you to get your neck chopped in the bathroom?”
“Come on. Can’t I even go for a pee without this?”
“Yeah. Next time, bring a bedpan.”
“That’s pathetic, man, afraid of getting kidnapped so you carry a bedpan?” He chuckled a bit. After feeding him the meal and medicine, it was time for a sponge bath, which he wanted me to do, but I refused. One of his arms was still functional, so it wasn’t that hard for him to do it himself, right?
I was just worried about his intentions, afraid he might pull my hand towards something weird, that’s all.
I went to close the curtains, letting him clean himself and change his clothes.
Once he was done, I opened the curtains back up.
Today was Saturday, so I didn’t have to go to school. I brought my laptop to work, and around mid-morning, Ter and his partner came to visit. They stayed for a while before leaving, and in the afternoon, Cat and his partner visited. Everyone congratulated us and teased us after finding out we were dating, especially North, who visited in the evening. Time passed quickly, and I thought that just sitting and lying in the patient’s room must be very boring for him. That night, I intentionally woke up in the middle of the night to check if there was really a ghost in the room. I found a male ghost standing, staring at the person lying on the bed, his gaze fixed and unwavering. He even seemed like he was about to climb onto the bed.
I went over to talk to him, listened to his troubles for nearly half an hour, trying to explain why this wasn’t his room. Just because he died here didn’t mean he owned it. Once we understood each other, we agreed to stay out of each other’s way, and Arthit could finally sleep soundly, the look of a nightmare gone.
I guess I’m like a dream catcher meant to deal with nightmares.
But when I woke up the next morning, I found him lying next to me on the sofa, and this went on for several days until he was finally allowed to go home. His wound healed incredibly fast, and the scars on his body and face had significantly improved.
“Uncle Direk had someone bring the car, and I ended up driving instead of the one who just got discharged from the hospital. Even though he said he could drive, I wouldn’t allow it.
Soon, I drove him back to his condo where he hadn’t been for a long time, and opened the door to his room. I put down the large bag of medication before glancing at the room’s owner who sat down on the bed.
“How’s the wound?” I asked. He waved his right arm back and forth until I quickly stepped in to stop him, “Stop, what if the wound opens up?”
“It’s healed, I’m fine.”
“How can it heal so quickly? Are you not human anymore?”
“Didn’t you know I’m a modified human?”
“Oh, uh, then I’ll go get my stuff from the car.” I said, because some of my things were still in the car, but before I could turn around to leave, a strong arm pulled me back. I fell onto his lap.
“Wait, do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”
“Huh?”
“You forgot?”
“…Oh.” I nodded slightly, just realizing it, immediately bowing my head in embarrassment. These past few days in the hospital, nothing had happened. I was just there to watch over him, busy with work I brought along.
“I’m curious how ready you are for this.”
“…I think I’m ready, uh!” His thick lips pressed down on mine suddenly, lifting me onto the bed. He moved closer, spreading my legs, making our bodies press closely together. His hot tongue aggressively invaded, making my breath quicken with the rhythm of my heart, our tongues intertwining, creating an embarrassingly wet sound.
I raised my hands to encircle his neck, my trembling hands gently stroking his throat, closing my eyes to let the passionate kiss proceed, his lips sucking on both my upper and lower lips as if thirsting, his hands that were loosely around my waist now began to stroke my waist and lift my shirt.
“Ah!” One hand slipped under my shirt, touching the tip of my nipple gently before starting to caress it. He pulled back from the kiss and took off my shirt. I turned my gaze away when he removed his own shirt. It wasn’t the first time seeing him, but the thought that this would be the first time we have sex made it feel like my whole body was about to be consumed by fire.
He pressed his lips to mine in another deep, consuming kiss, trailing down to my ear and neck, his warm breath making me feel dizzy. I tensed my shoulders, he licked down from my collarbone to my chest before his lips engulfed my nipple. “Mmm.” I let out a soft moan as the hot tongue licked me, he sucked and flicked his tongue back and forth. I felt shivers all over my body, everything was hot, my stomach started to churn, and I arched my back without realizing it. When I looked down to see what he was doing, I felt even more embarrassed, as if he was particularly fond of my chest, sucking until it turned red.
He used both his mouth and one hand, making me feel indescribably good. My legs started to twist involuntarily as I felt a dull ache under my pants.
“Sweet.” His deep voice said as he pulled his lips away, giving me another sweet kiss, his thick hand unzipping my pants.
“Uh…uh…”
As soon as my pants were off, my hardened member stood erect. His thick hand gently touched it, then caressed and massaged the tip. I let out a lost moan; it was a very strange sensation, the first time someone else had touched me there, making me quite sensitive.
We kept kissing, exchanging tongues, my mouth started to go numb and I couldn’t catch my breath, like I was drowning, my mind going blank. He slowly pulled away from the kiss before backing off a little. I looked at him, puzzled about what he was going to do next.
“Nice angle.” Arthit said, giving a sly smile that made my heart skip a beat. I widened my eyes in shock as he bent down, opened his mouth, and took all of my sensitive part into his mouth.
“Uh…no! Uh!” My whole body tensed when I realized that part was in his mouth. He glanced up slightly, his sharp eyes looking wicked. He started licking the tip with his tongue, driving me almost insane.
Using his mouth to move up and down, sucking hard at the tip, licking all around from the base. My body was hot all over, feeling wet from his saliva but it…felt so good.
“Ah! Uh!”
My hands gripped the bedsheet tightly, my body writhing with pleasure, he used his other hand to stroke me. His mouth kept sucking, and the other hand began to massage my hips.
“Uh! I…I’m going to…”
It didn’t take long because of the unfamiliar sensations. I couldn’t hold back and released the white liquid shooting into his mouth. I was flustered, breathing hard until my chest heaved. He smiled, swallowed my release, then spat some onto his hand and touched my back hole.
“Ah! Ah!” His slender finger circled around, he reached for some water to take a big gulp, then leaned in close and kissed me again.
“Uh…uh.” I moaned loudly. Even though I tried to relax as much as possible, my heart was still pounding, before the slender fingertip slowly pushed inside me. The first sensation was very uncomfortable, but as the finger went deeper, it turned into pain.
I kissed him back, trying to relax as much as possible to avoid the pain, my eyes wide as the finger went in all the way.
“Uh!”
“He pulled back from the kiss, licking my nipple again. The tingling sensation on my chest helped ease the pain in my hips a bit. His slender fingers inserted, withdrew, and inserted again, repeating this to get my body accustomed to it. “Ugh, ah!” He added another finger, pushing in forcefully, making my body jerk with the impact. The movement of his fingers in and out quickened without warning.
Oh…it’s tingling, so tingling.
I want more.
“E…enough.”
“Huh?”
“Fingers…enough.”
“…”
He didn’t reply, just got up, his bright eyes making me feel like I was under his control. Those eyes roamed over my naked body with satisfaction. I finally got to look at him clearly; his tanned skin, tattoos on his chest, shoulders, and arms, his beautiful muscles from all the exercise, broad shoulders and chest, he looked incredibly sexy.
He undid his pants and then his underwear, his hardened cock standing erect. I looked at it in shock, my heart skipping a beat.
“Why that look?”
“It’s just…uh.”
I averted my gaze. He climbed onto the bed, straddling me, then kissed my cheek, nuzzled my neck, leaving red marks.
“Didn’t you say you were ready?”
“I…wasn’t prepared for this.”
“Why?”
“I…can’t.”
“Meaning?”
“It won’t fit.” I admitted honestly, feeling embarrassed because its size and length were much more than I had anticipated. Just his fingers hurt, I definitely couldn’t handle his thing.
“Ah, oh!’“
“Ah, ah!”
He held his large member, rubbing the tip against my back passage, my legs spread apart by his hands. I closed my eyes tightly out of fear, my heart racing, feeling him push inside.
“Uh, it hurts, it hurts.” I moaned in pain as he tried to push in, feeling like he could only get the tip in, but it hurt so much. My stomach felt cramped. I heard his rapid breathing, slowly opened my eyes to see his face slightly flushed.
He pushed in deeper.
“Uh!” I groaned hoarsely, tears flowing without me realizing it due to the pain shooting up to my back. I frowned, “No…it won’t work, uh, it hurts, it hurts.” “Just a bit more…we’re halfway there.”
“Uh!!”
And then he pushed all the way in. I hurt so much it felt like my body was going to shatter into pieces because of its size. He leaned in close, kissing away my tears. “It’s so tight.” He said through gritted teeth, his deep voice trembling, making me feel nervous, “Try to relax a bit.”
“Uh…uh, it hurts.”
“It’s okay, I won’t move yet.”
“Uh.”
“Uh.”
He kissed me gently to soothe me, his lower part still lodged inside, not moving, allowing my body to get used to this unfamiliar intrusion. He reached out to stroke my hardened cock, and suddenly, the tingling sensation in the front intensified.
“Uh, uh.”
Before he started to move his hips gently. I clenched my teeth, the pain had lessened somewhat but was still there. I breathed in and out slowly.
“Ugh, ahh.” I could feel him still inside me, he moved faster, faster. I felt the friction between our bodies, the skin around was burning, he thrust in and pulled out before thrusting in again.
“Uh, ah! ahh.” He increased his speed until my mind scattered, gulping air into my lungs because I could hardly breathe, my heart racing wildly. The image I saw now was Arthit moving in and out rapidly, he bit his own lip slightly, breathing heavily, moaning softly in his throat, clearly feeling just as good.
The pain began to turn into tingling pleasure as he hit the spot, our bodies slapping together making noise, he pulled out and thrust back in forcefully, the rapid rhythm making me tingle to the point of near fainting.
“Ahh, ahh, ah! uh.”
His warm hands caressed my hips and waist. I felt a churning in my stomach and a tingling all over my body, writhing with pleasure, crying out incoherently. He leaned in close, resting his face on the pillow beside me, his lips to my ear while his hips kept moving. His voice was deep and rough, his hot breath tickling my ear. Slowly, I let go of the bedsheet I was clutching and wrapped my arms around his neck, turning to kiss his cheek softly before he turned to face me. We kissed again.
“Mmm, uh.’“
I ran my hands over him in a daze, stroking up to the back of his neck, through his soft hair, then moving back down his back, accidentally digging my nails in to release the overwhelming pleasure.
“Ah, uh, ah, mmm.”
He rose up, thrusting forcefully again, speeding up until I couldn’t keep up, using both hands to lift my hips slightly, gripping my waist to pull back in sync with his thrusts.
“Ah!”
“Ah! Uh, ah!”
“How do you feel?” He asked in a hoarse voice. With my hips raised, it felt slightly different from before, as if the angle had changed, like he knew exactly where to hit to make me feel good, so he kept thrusting there.
“Uh, it…it’s good, uh, it’s really good.” I answered in a faint voice, lacking strength. He gave a triumphant smile, “Ah…Arthit, uh?”
“It’s good…feels insanely good.”
“Ah!”
Finally, I reached my climax, releasing more white, cloudy fluid that splattered everywhere. I clenched my lips in embarrassment; he didn’t say anything, just smiled contentedly and continued, because my mind was completely blown, making me unaware of how long it lasted. I guess it must have been nearly half an hour that we were having sex, my voice was hoarse to the point of being sore.
“Uh, ah, ah.”
This time, he thrust all the way in, my body twitched slightly, holding there for a moment, feeling the warm fluid being injected into me. He slowly withdrew. I could feel the white, cloudy fluid leaking out from behind.
I lay there panting, my chest heaving, about to close my eyes from exhaustion, but he used his slender finger to enter and swirl around to scoop out the fluid.
I glanced at him, the image in front of me slightly blurring, he gave a sly smile.
“I’m not done yet.”
“!!”
Suddenly, he flipped me over to face down, positioning me on all fours, pulling my hips up, and thrust his large member in again. I widened my eyes in shock.
Without giving me time to think, he started moving again.
“Ah, uh, ah! Ah!”
I slumped down, resting my forehead on the pillow, utterly drained, my hips still held up by him. He controlled the rhythm, thrusting my hips back to meet his movements. I moaned in my throat, my whole body trembling from the intensity. He kissed all over my back, the sharp pain telling me he was leaving red marks everywhere.
We had sex in that position for nearly ten minutes before he switched, having me straddle him instead, my eyes only half-open.
“You look so tempting like that.” He whispered in my ear before using both hands to lift my hips and thrust down hard.
“Ah!” Because I was on top, he could go in deeper, much deeper than before, making my stomach clench. Then he started moving both my hips and his. He leaned in to bite my shoulder. I tensed my shoulders, crying out each time his cock thrust deeply, hitting the spot that sent waves of pleasure through me. I came again, unable to help it, but he showed no signs of finishing easily, my fluid making us both messy.
“I love you so much.” He whispered hoarsely in my ear again, gritting his teeth slightly.
“Lo…love, ah! uh, love, too, like…each other, ahh.”
I replied in a faint, trembling voice. Even I could barely understand myself, trying to keep my sanity as much as possible, inadvertently digging my nails into his skin again to vent the overwhelming pleasure.
He lifted his head to kiss away my tears, his flushed face still making my heart skip a beat no matter how many times I looked at it. He groaned in a low voice.
“You’re squeezing me too tight now.”
“Uh, ah! ah!”
“Can you take it?”
“Uh…ah, yeah…I can.”
“Really? Then don’t pass out on me yet.” With those words, he lifted me up, flipped me to lie on my side, lifted my top leg over his shoulder, and entered me again. This time, the sensation was entirely different, a kind of pleasure that was overwhelmingly irresistible.
His hips didn’t slow down at all, even though we had been going at it for nearly an hour. My whole body shook with each thrust, my consciousness starting to fade, I glanced over at Arthit.
He was looking back at me too. We locked eyes before I averted my gaze; his lustful look hadn’t diminished in the slightest.
“Ah! uh, ah! ah!’“
The side-lying position made me release once more, but this time, there was hardly any fluid left because I had never released so many times before. He flipped me onto my back, lifting both my legs until my hips arched up, draping my legs over his shoulders, and thrust in again quickly. My vision began to blur completely; I glanced at him, seeing him smile and lean in to kiss my ankle, his eyes full of affection.
One of our hands was tightly clasped together. Both his body and mine were hot. When my hair fell forward, he brushed it back slightly, probably because it was in the way. These small actions were all in my sight, and I found every move he made utterly captivating.
Before I knew it, I felt warm fluid being injected into me again after his body twitched slightly. He slowly withdrew, the warm fluid streaming down my thighs.
The last image before I lost consciousness was him leaning in close.
“Thank you, I’m so happy.”
“…Uh, you’ll be this happy for the rest of your life.”
“Sweet talker.”
“Sweet, indeed. Want to taste?”
“Mm.”
And we kissed again. This time, his kiss was tender, warming my heart completely, and then I realized:
I love this man so much.
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