Walk A Different Path 🤍 Jaa/First

Chapter 3 ~ curious ~

He dried his hair the best he could without using his hair dryer, he didn't want to wake his parents and then he went to sit on the bed with the towel wrapped around his waist. 

He was just reaching for the water when an owl screeched directly outside his bedroom window startling him and he knocked the glass over spilling the entire contents all over the sheets.

He wasn't going to start changing the bedding at this time of the morning so he decided to sleep in the spare room, it was easier. He took the glass back downstairs before refilling it and drinking the water then went back up to the spare room.

He walked inside not bothering to turn on the light and headed towards the bed tugging off his towel and allowing it to fall before slipping between the sheets then he laid back and fell asleep as soon as his head met the pillow, it had been a long day.

Sam woke up feeling cosy and he turned to snuggle deeper into the source of the warmth, it was soft and firm and Sam pressed himself deeper into the velvety comfort unconsciously pressing his lips against it ... until it moved.

He tried to pull back until an arm tightened around his waist and a voice whispered in his ear.

"so much for acting indifferent, how did you find my house?" the voice said.

Sam opened his eyes and peered up to where the voice came from before gasping with shock,

"what the fuck are you doing in my bed?" Sam said.

"I think you'll find that you're in my bed 'pretty face' or it was my bed before mom put it in the spare room" Maskwa replied.

"get off me or I'll scream this house down" Sam said.

"well now, we can't have that can we!" Maskwa said.

He leaned up on one elbow, his hair falling like a silky black curtain across his shoulder as he gazed down into the face of the man he had met yesterday, well they hadn't been formally introduced, he didn't even know the guys name yet but here he was, in his bed and what self respecting man could let such an opportunity go to waste.

Leaning forwards he captured the man's lips against his own and as Sam tried to push him away, Maskwa moved closer until they were pressed tightly against each other.

"mmm mm" Sam groaned as he managed to push Maskwa away slightly,

"wait you're ... are you ... naked?" Sam asked in shock.

"don't look so shocked, I only have the same as you, well maybe a lot more" Maskwa smirked before capturing his lips once more.

Sam relaxed in his arms, the need to fight this evaporating as he became addicted to the soft, warm lips that were tasting him and he began to taste them back. The whole thing ended as quickly as it had begun when Maskwa pulled back and gazed down into the pretty mans eyes.

"you need to take responsibility for stealing my first kiss" Maskwa said.

"you first kiss haha yeah, like I'm going to believe that!" Sam replied.

"what is your name anyway?" Maskwa asked him as he stroked his chin gently with his thumb.

"it's Sam, Sam Chalarmsong" Sam replied.

"there's one thing you should know about me Mr Sam Chalarmsong, I don't lie"

"so what you're saying is that ..." Sam began.

"I gave you my first kiss' yes" Maskwa replied. 

"so if you gave it to me, why do I need to be responsible?" Sam smirked.

"because now I've tasted your sweetness, one time will never be enough and only your lips will do"

"when are you going to get out of my bed" Sam asked him.

"I thought we had already established that this is my bed" Maskwa replied.

"then why did your mother tell me to sleep here?" Sam said.

"when did all this happen?" Maskwa asked him.

"last night, I guess you were already in the bar" 

"right, so you're staying here"

"I would say that's pretty obvious so are you going to get out of my bed now or what?" Sam replied

"mmm, just another half hour" Maskwa said smiling as he laid back down and pulled Sam back into his arms.

"what the hell? what if your mom or dad comes into the room, what are they going to think?" Sam said.

"they'll think I've got me a boyfriend and a damn pretty one at that" Maskwa drawled before kissing Sam on his nose.

"you're nuts, let me go"

"stop struggling 'pretty face' and go back to sleep, you know that you're just as attracted to me as much as I am to you"

"maybe so but I'm not looking to have a casual affair"

"neither am I" Maskwa replied.

Sam managed to fall back to sleep within the strong arms that held him close and when he woke up he was alone, had he dreamed everything?

He jumped in the shower then dressed in jeans, a tee shirt and a thick fluffy sweater and his feet were encased in thick woollen socks which muffled his footsteps as he crept downstairs to the kitchen.

"oh, good morning Sam, breakfast will be ready soon, this is our son Maskwa" the lady said.

"yes, we already met" Sam told her.

Maskwa's mother looked at her son and saw him smiling at their guest, Maskwa hadn't been up this early for a long time ... hmm something was going on but if whatever it was, if it healed her son she was fully behind it.

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