First Day Off (Wayo)

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"What makes you think I don't want you that way?"

"Because I all but said I wanted it and you still didn't."

He closes the gap between us in three steps and pulls me into his arms.

"You're right, you did everything but actually say that you were ready for me." He says looking into my eyes.

"You need to say the words Yo. You explicitly told me you weren't ready. That was only three days ago. Now you'll have to use your words to tell me that you are. I won't guess and I won't assume." He says.

I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him tightly.

"I love you P'Pha. God I love you so much." I say into his chest.

"I love you too. We'll take that step when the time is right. And just so you know, I do want you that way. More than you can even imagine." He says confidently.

"And you won't change your mind?"

"Change my mind? About what?"

"All of this. About me." I say even though my stomach is one bundle of nerves.

"You could never do anything that would make that happen."

"Even if I'm not what you think I am? Who you think I am."

"I know who you are."

"Y-you do?"

"You're Yo Kongthanin. My lawfully wedded husband. You are the man that I love. I know who you are." He says confidently.

I rest my forehead on his chest and fist his shirt. What do I say to that? Do I tell him now while I have the chance? I should do it now. I look up and see him staring at me. His soft smile is comforting and makes me lose my nerve. I'll tell him another time.

I let my arms slide around him and hold him close. I breathe in his scent then place my ear against his chest to listen to his heart. It's beating for me. I know it.

"We can just stay in today if you like." He says softly.

"What?" I says as I pull away.

"No. Let's go ring shopping." I say releasing his shirt and heading into the bathroom.

I strip and turn on the water. I drift my hands under the water testing the temperature. I step in and let it run down my body. Feeling overwhelmed, I lean my head against the tiles. How am I going to tell him? There's no way he won't be angry with me.

I'm startled as arms glide their way around my waist pulling me to a very sturdy chest. A kiss is pressed onto my neck, then that mouth attaches itself, forcefully sucking on that spot. My arm raises until my hand is resting on his head, holding it in place. I extend my neck to give him better access.

While one of his hands is firmly wrapped around my waist, the other smoothly slides down until it reaches my penis. It grazes by as he cups my balls. He gently massages them and I moan out.

"Why would you ever think I didn't want you this way?" He says with a raspy voice.

He pushes his very hard cock between my butt cheeks. He starts thrusting basically fucking my crease. There's constant stimulation against my hole and his hand that once rested on my family jewels has now grasped my length.

He strokes it in time with his movements.

"You don't know how hard it is for me to not take you. I want you all of the time. I want to be inside you. I want to fill you so full of my cock you feel it in your stomach. I want to make you scream my name when I hit your spot. I want you writhing underneath me because you feel so good. I want to cum inside of you, marking you as mine. I want all of it." He says huskily.

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