Prem's POV
Wad is lying on the bed, holding the signature book open above him, looking through the pages. I watched how Wad had gone around with his friends getting signatures. When Wad came up to me to ask for my name, I was going to make Wad do something to get mine, but when he asked me, all I could think of was that I get to sign Wad's book.
"What are you looking at?" I ask, laying down beside him.
"Today was fun," Wad smiles, turning his head to see me. "I only attended a handful of meetings and never even tried to get signatures." He sighs. "Today was like a second chance."
"Wad, student code 0129," I call out.
"Huh?" Wad says, looking back at me.
"Nothing," I grin. "I just wanted to say it out. Even the time I got in your face, I didn't know your name or code?" He rolls over, snuggling up against my chest.
"I am glad P'Bright did this," Wad hums, "I do feel like I was part of it now."
Stroking his hair, I ask, "You still didn't? I thought you felt like part of the group now."
"I do feel like I am part of our group," Wad answers, "Just that now I feel like I am part of the faculty, so when I go to be a hazer, I won't feel like a fraud now."
"I see," I hum, smiling at the thought of Wad standing in the meeting hall in his jacket. I want to see that.
"Is there more tomorrow?" Wad asks, looking up at me.
"There is, but I am on lockdown when it comes to the details," I grin, and when Wad squints his eyes at me, I add. "Sorry. Ai'Bright made us promise. He told everyone he would thoroughly punish us if we told you guys."
"Thoroughly punished?" Wad snorts, "What the hell does that even mean?"
"No clue," I chuckle, "But it is a threat from Ai'Bright, so I don't want to find out what he means. I hate to think what he could come up with."
"No, kidding," Wad laughs.
"I am just glad tomorrow is a school holiday; otherwise, people would really begin to think the name Crazy Engineers wasn't just a funny nickname but the truth," I say.
"Isn't it," Wad chuckles.
"Do you want to die?" I say, trying to imitate Arthit.
"I wonder why Ai'Kong finds that a turn-on," Wad grins up at me. "He must be a masochist. That is the only explanation."
"To be with Ai'Arhit," I hum, tracing circles on Wad's back, "I think you would have to be."
"Don't you think people think that of me? Or you?" Wad questions.
"Probably so," I agree. Glancing over at the closet door, I smile, seeing Wad's shirt and name tag hanging there. Tomorrow will be fun, but the day after that is going to be the memory I want to make the most.
P'Dear's POV
"Are you going to tell me why you are mad at me?" Win says, slamming the door.
"I am not mad at you!" I shout, throwing my bag down. I'm not. Is it a crime that I wanted my boyfriend to do something today so I could punish him like N'Tutah and N'Bright got to? I run my hand down my face. Let's face it. I am a twisted person to be upset that I didn't get to punish Win. Win wraps his arms around me.
"Then why are you in a mood?" He breathes next to my ear.
"I wanted to punish you," I admit. "There, I said it. Your boyfriend is a kinky ass bastard who wanted to punish his boyfriend."
Win turns me around, cupping my face, "Is my Dear frustrated? Does my Dear want to punish me?" I slap his hand away.
"Not funny, asshole," I huff, walking away from him. He catches the hem of my jacket, stopping me.
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"Did I happen to tell you how hot you look in this?" Win teases.
"You see me in this every day," I sulk, "What makes today different?"
"Maybe because you were in your hazer mode today," Win shrugs. "We weren't talking at the time you were the hazer. I missed out on seeing you in this."
He is right. I avoided him once everything went sour. Maybe this do-over sets things right for more than just my nongs. Turning around, I smile, "Oh, really?" I watch as Win grabs the hem of my shirt on both sides before he pulls me towards him. "How hot am I?" I ask.
"Scorching," Win tells me, biting his bottom lip. "So, do you want to punish me?" I nod. "I can think of something you could do." He walks toward the bedroom, pulling me along by my shirt.
I never told Win how hard it made me, seeing him in my shirt. When he walked up to me in the canteen to get my signature asking him to dance was not what I wanted to ask him to do.
When we get to our bed, he sits me down.
"I want you to punish me," He says, looking down at me.
"Win, student code 0045," I gasp when Win brushes against me. He hooks a finger under my waistband as he unbuttons my jeans. Win doesn't break eye contact as he unzips my pants. The relief I feel is making me harder. Win flushes pink as he looks at my bare cock licking his lips. I hiss when he wraps his hand around it, beginning to stroking it up and down. A little of precum leaks onto his fingers, and I watch as he licks his fingers smiling at me. Reaching over, I tuck a strand of hair behind his ear.
"Come here, Win," I say as I pull him up onto my lap, kissing him as he straddles me. I smile when he parts his lips for me. I take the invitation sending my tongue into the depths of his mouth. I feel a shiver run through him as he grinds against me. Win pulls away, throwing his head back, taking off his shirt. My shirt. My gear hangs around his neck, leaning forward. I kiss it and begin to trail kisses over his chest as I play with his nipples. Taking his left nipple, I can feel the rapid beat of his heart in my mouth. Win continues to grind against me. How much harder can I get?
Falling back on the bed, I whine when he stands up. Looking down over my chest, I watch as he drops his jeans and boxers. I gasp when he climbs on top of me.
"Win," I warn as he lines himself up and slides down on my length. "Win, we didn't prepare," I tell him, concerned when I see him grimace.
"I did," Win gasps as he settles, "Do you think you were the only one who was hard all day?"
"What?′ I huff as Win begins to ride me, "Don't clench." I grab his length and stroke him matching his movements. The sight of Win is amazing. I watch as my gear bounces against his chest with each thrust. Cupping the back of his head, I pull him down for a kiss before I roll him over. I laugh when I lose my balance. Maybe we should move from the edge of the bed. Pulling out, I tap his hip, motioning to him with my chin for him to move.
He crawls up onto the bed and grabs his knees, spreading himself wide, "Punish me."
"Win, student code 0045," I say, climbing onto the bed, "Prepare to be thoroughly punished." I plunge into his already wet hole, rolling him up to go deep and hard. Win wraps his legs around me as he tightens around my shaft. The feeling takes my breath. Pulling out, I slam back into him. I watch his face as I pound into him again and again. Win meets my thrusts, and we fall into a rhythm. I run my fingers over his lips, only to have him suck on the tips before he captures my lips and claws my back.
He pulls away long enough to gasp, "Harder." Before his head lolls back and he moans. I feel him tremble as I pummel him, again and again, hitting the spot that is making him lose the power of speech.
"Win," I pant as I pull his legs up over my shoulder, pounding him harder as he stays clenched around my shaft. He is so tight. His chest arches up, and he grips tighter around my length as I feel him shudder. I watch as he cums all over his chest. I try to pull out when I feel I am about to climax, only to have Win stop me. The sight and feel of him make me cum hard inside of him.
"I feel thoroughly punished," Win chuckles.
"I warned you that we needed to prepare," I pant against his chest. When he unwraps his legs from my waist, I pull out and reach for the box of tissues to clean him up. I squeak when he rolls me over, straddling my legs.
"Win?" I look up at him, hovering above me. My eyes go wide when I see him reach back and insert his fingers. "Again?" I quirk an eyebrow and frown when he shakes his head no.
"I have to punish you," Win grins at me wickedly. "This is my month."
"What?" I gasp when he inserts a finger covered with my cum. "You were the one who climbed on top of me."
"I know," Win laughs as he adds another finger. "But you didn't stop me."
"We just came, you can't be...," I trail off when I see he is hard. "Did you take something?"
"I am a healthy young man who got to drool all day over his hot hazer boyfriend," Win smiles up at me. "Should I ask if you took something?"
The entire time he was talking, I was focused on my gear dangling above me and the sticky mess on his chest. I squirm when he hits my spot. He always knows where it is.
"Do you want me to stop?" Win teases when I moan under him. Before I can shake my head, no, he thrust into me. "Sorry, babe." He says when I hiss. "Breathe." I thrust my hips up, catching him off guard, and gasp when he presses against my spot.
"Oh, fvck," I pant. "Move already."
"Remember you asked for it," Win says as he pulls out before slamming back in. Grabbing my knees, he spreads me wider so he can get in deeper. I feel his hand wrap around my length as he thumbs my tip.
"Don't," I gasp. "I will cum if you do that."
"Look at me, Dear," Win asks. Looking up, I find him biting his lip and bracing himself on either side of me, the gear swings in time with his thrusts. I want to kiss him. I reach for him, and he lowers his face to meet me. I kiss him greedily as he drives into me.
I grasp my length in my hand, stroking it in time with Win's thrust. I moan as I get close. I can feel Win begin to spasm as my hand gets coated. Win thrusts two more times before he empties into me.
We lay there, panting. The weight of Win on top of me fills me with warmth. Win kisses the side of my head tenderly, and I wrap my arms around his neck. Win has yet to pull out, and we lie there connected, and I am in no hurry to change that.
"You know we are going to have to change the sheets," Win hums in my ear. I nod, too satiated for words.
"Shower?" Win suggests. When he lifts away from me, I can feel the stickiness on our skin.
"Yes," I agree. Win pulls out of me, and I can feel wetness dribbling out. "We really made a mess." I laugh when Win picks me up and carries me toward the shower.
"I can walk," I laugh, squirming in his arms.
"Nope. I don't want you getting away. I don't think you have been thoroughly punished yet," Win smirks. "Let's have a wet round."
"Win," I squeak. "But I am the one who wanted to punish you!" I won't be able to walk tomorrow. Shit! Tutah is going to be relentless.
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