ch 5

Pond’s frustration simmered beneath his cool exterior as he walked out of the school’s shadowy corridor, hands shoved deep into his pockets. The plan had been simple enough—lure Phuwin to the old, deserted building, humiliate him, remind him of his place. But it had all gone wrong, Pond's meticulously crafted scheme.

As he made his way towards the street, Pond could feel the anger gnawing at him. The day’s failure only intensified his need for control, for power. He couldn’t let it go—not with Phuwin. Not after seeing that look in his eyes, that defiance mixed with vulnerability. It was maddening.

Joong had suggested they blow off some steam, hit the usual bar, and maybe pick up some girls to distract themselves. But as Pond walked into the dimly lit bar later that night, the alcohol-laced air thick with smoke, he realized there was only one thing that could satisfy his craving tonight.

Phuwin.

Phuwin had a habit of showing up at this bar sometimes, usually with a small group of friends, sipping on something mild while sketching in his notebook. It was odd, the contrast between his delicate appearance and the rough surroundings, but Pond had long stopped trying to make sense of it.

He found Phuwin there, sitting alone at the bar, absentmindedly swirling his drink. His sketchbook lay closed beside him, a sign that tonight was not for drawing but for drowning out thoughts. Pond’s eyes narrowed as he approached, a smirk playing on his lips as he slid into the seat next to him.

“Didn’t think I’d see you here,” Pond said, his voice low and tinged with mockery.

Phuwin glanced at him, surprise flickering in his eyes before he quickly masked it with indifference. “Why do you care?” he replied, his tone icy.

Pond chuckled darkly. “Just making conversation. Don’t you want a little company?”

Phuwin hesitated, his grip tightening around his glass. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was the day’s events weighing on him, but something in him cracked. “Fine,” he muttered, looking away.

The night spiraled into a haze of drinks and blurred lines. Pond kept a close eye on Phuwin, making sure his glass was never empty, pushing him further and further. Phuwin, despite his usual restraint, didn’t resist. He let the liquor numb him, let it erase the thoughts that had been haunting him.

By the time the bar started to clear out, both of them were drunk, their inhibitions slipping away like sand through their fingers. Pond threw some cash onto the counter and grabbed Phuwin by the arm, pulling him towards the door. Phuwin stumbled but didn’t protest, his senses dulled, his body warm from the alcohol.

Outside, the night air hit them like a wave, but it did little to sober them up. Pond led Phuwin to his car, practically shoving him into the back seat. Phuwin’s head lolled to the side, his eyes half-lidded, a soft flush coloring his cheeks.

Pond slid into the driver’s seat, slamming the door shut behind him. For a moment, he just stared at Phuwin, something dark and primal stirring within him. The way Phuwin looked right now—vulnerable, pliable, completely at his mercy—was too cute It was everything he had wanted.

Without thinking, Pond leaned over, his hand brushing against Phuwin’s cheek. Phuwin stirred slightly but didn’t pull away, his breath hitching as Pond’s fingers traced the curve of his jaw.

“Pond…” Phuwin’s voice was a whisper, laced with confusion and a hint of fear.

But Pond didn’t stop. He leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over Phuwin’s lips, his hand sliding down to rest on the curve of his waist. “Shh,” Pond murmured, his voice low and coaxing. “Just let it happen.”

Phuwin’s breath caught, and for a split second, Pond hesitated. But the alcohol, the adrenaline, the hunger for control—it all surged forward, clouding his judgment. His lips crashed against Phuwin’s, the kiss rough and demanding. Phuwin stiffened under the assault, but Pond’s grip tightened, pulling him closer, deeper.

Pond rap open phuwin's shirt ranging his hand up and down on his chest phuwin try to push him off again and again but it was useless pond had phuwin pin to the best seed of the car.

"You so hot" pond said as he kiss phuwin neck lustful "g.et .. off" phuwin said a little tear falling on his cheeks pond lick the tear off "don't cry my darling".

Pond goes down to his chest kiss it roughfully "aa..s.top.." phuwin beg again and again to stop but Pond was to full of lust.

Somehow phuwin push pond all of his force trembling with car door. Pond tried to stop phuwin but he was too drunk. That gives phuwin a chance to run away.

To be continue.

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-:I know this is too late I'm sorry I was too busy I have my exams coming up so I might update late sorry for that hope you love it.