Should I explain further? All the foreplay was not fully controlled, I didn't know what I was doing, as if, someone else was inside me and my organs moved on their own. Yes, call me a maniac or a psychopath, I would always admit that, in every occasion where my tongue and lips tasted any part of your body, was mesmerizing for me. As it was the first time I felt like worshiping someone's body while being intimate with you. I felt like I was not having sex with you, but making love to the furthest extent, for the first time ever in my life.

Does this confession make you blush, Pete?

Because I vividly remember your glowing skin and face, glimmers in your eyes when I was entering you. I remember every one of your moans, oh Pete, I can't even tell you how beautiful you are, how gorgeous you were looking back then, on my bed, underneath me. I can still feel you here.

Pete, the moment you handed me the rope and offered your hands to get tied up, for the love of Jesus, I swear that was "it" for me. I knew I was in trouble, as I tied your hands and kissed you there, because I wanted to seal the moment and cherish you with all my heart, I knew I was falling deeper than I had ever imagined. You did it Pete, you did it to me. The moment we finished and I slept beside you, you greeted me with the most genuine and warmest smile I had ever seen. Your satisfaction was evident in your afterglow and that smile, it was so assuring, that I couldn't help but be proud of myself, at least for once. It was so radiant, that it made the entire room and my life brighter.

And you have succeeded to steal my heart.

My actions after that night said otherwise though. I know this is something I can't defend by saying my Pa slapped me hard when I was preparing a spicy dish for you in my kitchen, because you liked it. Pete, when Pa slapped me, I felt like I had no right to be happy even for a single day. I wanted to make you feel good but ended up throwing that dish and making ramen for you, again. And what happened afterwards, you know that.

I don't blame you for leaving me, you did the right thing. But you didn't leave alone, you took my heart away with you Pete. I know I sound like a hopeless guy who is madly in love, I know that in our world, there's no place for such things, but this is what I'm feeling right now. You're the only person I could be myself with, i could share my darkest nightmares with you, nobody has ever understood me the way you do Pete. And this is not Vegas Theerapanyakul, but YOUR Vegas, talking.

I know you're happy with your people now, I know you're having every meal happy and healthy with your colleagues and friends in the main family house, you're might as well not even thinking about me. But I can't help myself Pete. I am preparing two plates for every meal that I'm having. I've kept everything in the room as the way they used to be, i haven't even changed the bedsheet, because it has your fragrance. Everything in my room that you used, has been kept just like that. My room doesn't feel like my own Pete, because you're not living in it with me anymore.

I know I'm asking for the impossible, and if I appear in front of your eyes, your happiness will vanish into thin air, and I definitely don't want that. But honestly Pete, if given a chance, I'd like to take you with me, bring you to my home, keep you with me. And yes, I'd use handcuffs. But this time, I'd lock myself up with you, so you're free to go anywhere in the world you want, but I'd always, always stick with you.
This coming from me might me utterly surprising, but trust me at least for once, nothing I said here was a lie, nothing at all.

Lastly, please come back to me Pete, my arms are waiting for you. My eyes are eager to see that smile on your face. My heart is craving to wake up beside you every morning. This is all I want, you are all I want.

I don't expect you to reply, but I'd want to see you at least for once before the bad things that are piling up between the two families, take place. Please consider this request.

And another thing, the most important of all, I am sorry Pete. I'm sorry for every pain I caused you. I am sincerely apologising. It might mean nothing to you, but if you forgive me, that would add one more reason for me to live and love you forever.

Only yours,
Vegas

P.S : Porsche you ba****d, if you are reading this highly confidential letter only meant for my Pete, you're a dead meat. And I'm VERY serious.

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Hello guys and welcome to my second Kinnporsche oneshot.
I hope it was good, I might edit it later though.
This is my heart's content after watching Vegaspete scenes for n number of times. Hehehe.

Would Pete reply?

Love y'all 🤗❣️
Sabrina

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