For you, only you.

Chapter 17

Saint was into his work when a pair of strong arms snaking around his waist, "Perth!" he gasped before smacking the arm making the owner giggled.

He was hauled onto the top before Perth came to stand between his legs, his arms were not leaving the slim waist.

Saint melted when Perth caught his lips in a kiss but pulling away when Perth tried to thrust his tongue inside his mouth.

"Why?" Perth asked. He stared at his subject of affection. His eyes caught Saint's.

Saint averted his sight away from the gorgeous visual in front of him. Perth was too much for him. His sweaty curls were pushed backwards. Light sheen of sweat was coating his skin.

"You're sweaty," Saint exclaimed. "And smelly," he said crinkling his nose.

Perth smiled. "I went for a run, kitten. That's why." Perth reasoned trying to kiss Saint smooth neck.

"I know, but..." Saint objected. He was just not in the mood on that day. A lot of things occupied his mind.

"Just for a moment," Perth bargained before burying his face into Saint's neck. Saint sighed but tilting his head nevertheless to let the man do his work, nosing his skin. Saint wrapped his arms around Perth's sweaty neck sighing at the familiar warmth.

They were hugging just like that enjoying each other presents and the comfortable silence.

"Son, kitten." Perth murmured from where his face tucked in Saint's neck.

"Hmm?" Saint hummed distractedly while carding his fingers through Perth's hair.

"I want to take you out for a date." Perth said hopefully looking at Saint gauging for his reaction.

Saint stilled. His fingers stopped in Perth's hair.

"Maybe.." Saint said carefully, "Now is not the right time."

Perth blinked. He pulled Saint hand from his hair before kissing the palm.

"Why though?" Perth asked. "Do you have any problem? You know you can tell me anything kitten." He said sincerely.

Saint stared at the older man. There was no mirth in his eyes, just glints of sincerely.

"Nothing important," he blinked lying.

Perth stilled for a while staring at Saint warily but nodded his head in the end, "Alright," he sighed. "The date is still on, but not now." He finalized.

Saint sighed softly, Perth could be so demanding. "I know," he said.

Perth smiled softly at him while caressing his cheek. Saint leaned into the touch.

Perth pulled him closer aligning their hips forcing Saint to wrap his legs around Perth's waist. He grabbed on Saint's nape before connecting their lips together. Saint allowed Perth inserting his tongue in his mouth pulling Perth closer to him by snaking his arms around his neck.

Perth pulled from that kiss trying to catch his breath ignoring Saint's noise of protest.

Perth changed his target towards his neck peppering kisses around the smooth skin.

Saint hummed contentedly enjoying the treatment. The kiss turned wild when Perth nipped lightly at his skin sneakily licking at it.

"Perth! No marks!" Saint exclaimed trying to push his head away from his neck. He didn't want to parade Perth's love bites early in the morning for all the people to see since he still had a lot of tasks to do. He had a hard time to hide Perth's love bites from before and didn't want to deal with them again.

"Just a tiny bite," Perth mumbled into his neck trying to bite again.

"Perth..." Saint protested tugging on his damp hair to pull his head away.

Saint squeaked when Perth landed a harsh bite at the junction of his neck and shoulder before sucking and soothing it with his wet tongue.

"Stop!" Saint snapped pushing on Perth's broad shoulders.

Perth didn't budge only retracting his head away stilled looking at Saint with wide eyes but his grips still didn't leave Saint's hips. His lips were red and swollen and his irises blown wide.

"Kitten," he said.

Saint winced while touching at the bite mark. He could feel the deep dent left by Perth's teeth. Well, nothing new. Perth was quite a marking man like to leave possessive bites whenever he had the chance to do so. Usually Saint was okay with it but he blamed it on his sensitive emotion at the moment.

"Son" Perth called him again.

Saint was about to cave in when he saw the devastated looks on Perth's face but he needed some time alone at the moment. He swallowed, "I gotta go. Pardon me, Sir."

The last word was like a blow to Perth's face. He retreated from Saint but keeping their distance near as if he couldn't stay away from Saint.

"Kitten," Perth tried again. He lifted his right hand trying to touch Saint but the younger one hopped down quickly from the top landing on the floor, "Excuse me," he said walking away from Perth with his left hand cupping the bite mark on his neck.

He was about to get out through the bathroom door when Perth grabbed on his wrist.

"Kitten..." It sounded so sad and shaky making Saint wanted to turn back but he fisted his hand instead.

Moments passed slowly when Perth finally unclasped his grip from his wrist but not before squeezing on it gently.

Saint walked out of the door without looking back.

The rain was pouring heavily on that night. Thunder could be heard faintly and lightning could be seen through the blinds on Saint's window making sliver of lights occasionally lighting his dark bedroom. Saint was tossing left and right in his bed couldn't sleep yet. He slung his arm over his forehead sighing deeply thinking about that morning incident with Perth. He traced the bite on his neck unconsciously pushing on it hissing when it throbbed in dull pain. He blushed in grimace thinking of the huge love bite stamped on his neck. Damn Perth!

Saint rolled around pushing his face deeper into his soft pillow biting inside his cheek. He was ashamed of himself. He shouldn't snap at Perth like that. That man was still his employer. He could've tell him nicely that he was not in the mood yet he chose to lash at Perth.

Saint sighed again tightening his blanket around his body. He had not seen Perth at all on that day since that morning. He must've went to work. He was a busy man after all.

Saint promised himself that he would apologize to Perth the first thing in the next morning and explain to him properly. He patted his chest lightly coaxing himself to sleep since it was already late at night. He was about to drift off when soft yet firm knocks could be heard on his door. Saint frowned. He laid still in his bed feeling quite nervous. The knocks sounded again. Saint swallowed braving himself to stand up from his bed. It could be important, who knows. Maybe Plan or his mother. Or...

Saint opened the door slowly. He gasped when the sudden streak of lightning showed the person who was standing in front of him.