Warning: Contains highly mature sexual content NSFW or minors.

Before Ake decided to suggest his master plan on how to test Karn, he first insisted on another beer. As Fuse waited for him to return, regret started to sink in. Taking advice from Ake was probably a bad idea.

“You could use Mali to make him jealous,” Ake said as he slid back into the booth, his new beer already half-drunk.

“How would I do that?” Fuse wondered if the beer had gone to Ake’s head already, but figured he hadn’t since he usually handled his beer well.

“Flirt with her in front of him.” Ake’s confident smile could easily have misled Fuse into trusting him. Thankfully, he knew better than that. “Once he sees that you’re flirting with others, I’m sure he’ll freak out.”

“Isn’t her dog dying?” Fuse quirked an eyebrow. “It’s not really fair to drag her into this.”

“Oh, right.” Ake paused, his smile faltering at the hole in his plot. “You can say you slept with a prostitute! We can spray some sleazy perfume on you. I know a drugstore nearby.”

A prostitute? Not that he cared what Karn thought of him, but Fuse was not about to lose his dignity over some cheap attempt at manipulation.

“Why not just a regular hookup?” Fuse dragged his beer towards him and took a sip. It wouldn’t get him drunk, but he didn’t know how much more of this he could take without a bit of booze in his system.

“Do you think he’d believe that you have the game to pull off a hookup?” Ake smirked, a wicked glint in his eyes.

“You don’t think I have game?” Fuse tried not to sound defensive. Emphasis on tried.

“Ai’Fuse.” Ake leaned across the table as though to relay a very important fact. “A teenage boy who hasn’t even touched a boob has more game than you.”

“Well, that’s because he hasn’t figured out his secret weapon yet.” Fuse clenched the bottom of his glass, slightly embarrassed and offended at Ake of all people calling his bluff. Ake was the last person to be talking about ‘game’.

“And what’s your secret weapon?” Ake pressed, reclining in his seat with amused curiosity written all over his fucking face.

“Twenty centimeters long.”

Suddenly, Ake belted a laugh over the sound of Thai-pop music blasting from the speakers. “You mean ten centimeters long.”

“Ten people would disagree with that statement.” Fuse glared at the amber-colored beer in his glass. He took a small sip, the malty flavor gliding down his throat.

“Ten imaginary people.” Ake shook his head. His playful tone almost sounded insulted. “Ai’Karn might not know you well enough, but I’ve been your friend for five years. Up until now, you’ve never even shown interest in sex.”

“I’m just discreet?” Fuse smiled knowingly to cover the lie, his friend nodded along to his joke.

Ake wasn’t wrong. Fuse had never shown interest to anyone or even mentioned the word ‘sex’. When Ake pointed out an attractive person in public, Fuse would always shrug indifferently. At clubs, Fuse was sitting at the bar, drinking in isolation and keeping an eye on Ake, who was often making a drunken fool of himself. He’d never downloaded dating apps or bothered to flirt with anyone at school. As far as Ake was probably concerned, Fuse was sexless.

“What if you tell him you have a crush on me?” Ake suggested.

Fuse rolled his eyes. “Your ideas fucking suck, Ake.” He pushed his glass aside, his patience finally at an end. “Besides, it doesn’t matter. We’re just messing around. I’m just using him to get off. That’s it.”

Ake shrugged. “Alright, if you insist.”

Elephants would start flying before Fuse caught feelings for Karn. And there was no reason for Karn to like him. They were just sex buddies. That’s all Fuse needed and wanted him for. There was no reason to try messing that up with useless mind games. He’d stick with casual sex until Karn got tired or him, or he got tired of Karn.

* * *

After visiting the aftermath of Sharp’s temper tantrum, Karn spoke to Tanawat and his father about how to handle the situation. Given that Sharp’s dad was great for business, and he was likely just throwing a fit, they decided to leave it alone for the time being. No need to stir the pot. If Sharp continued to fuss, however, then they’d pull the trigger on their retaliation plan.

Back at the dorm, Karn rested against his bed’s headboard. The conversation between him and Fuse at the burned out temple played on cruel repeat. Though he knew it was hypocritical, he couldn’t avoid the sting in his chest at the thought of Fuse having sexual partners. Considering Fuse’s obliviousness to Mali and flirtation in general, he’d suspected that he was actually a virgin. So to learn that he had two handfuls of partners was quite the twisted shock.

Regardless, he could get over that if it was just sex. But Fuse had also said that five of the ten were serious relationships. Fuse didn’t strike him as a guy who’d been involved in many serious relationships. His hesitancy towards intimacy belied this statement.

Either something wasn’t adding up, or Karn was nothing to him. He almost vomited at the sickening thought of what those five guys had to offer that he didn’t.

Did I overestimate my sexual skills? Am I not good-looking enough? Does Fuse actually hate me? Why? What did I do?

Under normal circumstances, Karn would jump at the offer of casual, meaningless sex with Fuse. In the past, he’d spent no-strings nights with guys to sate his appetite.

From an early age, he’d recognized that he was a deeply emotional person, and as a member of the mafia, that was a dangerous trait. So, he’d built a titanium wall around his heart to prevent his vulnerability from being exposed. Life was easier when it was carefree, much less of a burden.

But somehow, Fuse knew exactly how to break through his mental barriers. Fuse was anything but meaningless. Every touch hit Karn’s emotions like gasoline to fire. None of his ex-lovers held a candle to his feelings for Fuse.

It wasn’t entirely rational, but then again, when did feelings ask for an explanation? Attractiveness aside, Fuse had a lot to offer. He was fun to tease, passionate, and even when Karn sensed Fuse’s disdain for him, Fuse was never petty or spiteful. Underneath those layers of self-protection, Karn was certain there’d be a syrupy-warm middle waiting for him.

Still, from the looks of it, Fuse wasn’t nearly as emotionally invested in this ‘thing’ between them, if he was at all. Fuse’s downplay of their few kisses and the handjobs was like a knife to the heart.

That was Karn’s wake up call. He’d expected way too much, too fast. And if he’d allowed himself to keep opening his emotions up to someone that wouldn’t care for them, eventually, he’d break.

At that point, he’d agreed to fool around with Fuse, no strings attached. But when Fuse kissed him like that at Lay’s Bar and marked his neck like a dog pissing on his territory, Karn’s emotional strings became superglued to Fuse.

Karn hoped that Fuse would like him back, but could he wait for something that may never come? Could he withstand the potential heartbreak?

The door creaked, and Karn watched the man of the hour walk in.

He couldn’t put a finger on it, but something was different about Fuse’s energy. A heavy, unnamed aura filled the room. Fuse shut the door, and then his gaze locked with his.

Tension rippled between them. Neither seemingly dared to break the uncomfortable silence that filled the dorm. Pain stung Karn as he looked at those soft, dark eyes. Reality smacked him in the face. It didn’t matter if Fuse had been with ten people or ten thousand people. Karn couldn’t resist him.

“Come here,” Fuse demanded with no hint of intention in his tone, only a dry expression on his face.

As if under hypnosis, Karn shot up and strode to Fuse. His awareness caught up with his actions once he’d stopped in front of Fuse. It was almost pathetic how much he let Fuse affect him.

Without warning, Fuse pulled Karn in for a passionate, mind numbing kiss, the sudden taste of Fuse shutting down his thoughts. Before Karn knew what was happening, he felt an erotic sting and Fuse’s teeth sinking into the sensitive flesh of his bottom lip.

Familiar excitement pooling in his veins, Karn grabbed Fuse by the waist and tugged him across the room. He’d make Fuse forget his ten partners.

As soon as he had Fuse against the dresser, Karn grabbed his ass, squeezing handfuls of taut flesh and shuddered as Fuse’s moan danced on the roof of his mouth.

Determined to make Fuse crave this, Karn dropped to his knees and snuck his hands under the male’s shirt. He splayed his fingers across smooth, flexing abs and pressed a small kiss to his naval, cock throbbing as he inhaled Fuse’s masculine scent. Karn wrenched his shirt up. Rows of golden abs marred by bruises faced him.

Fuse pushed Karn’s hand down, curtaining his body from sight. When Karn gave him a confused expression, Fuse whispered, “I’m cold.”

Karn knew why he really didn’t want to be exposed. Those bruises were new and probably humiliating, but he found Fuse pretty just the same. He didn’t have to be ashamed. Fuse deserved to love his body.

“You’re beautiful,” Karn said, tone layered in sugar.

Fuse’s breath shortened, chest paused. Only after he broke his gaze at Karn did his breathing return, albeit heavily.

Admittedly, Fuse’s shyness was a huge turn on. Most of the guys Karn had been with were more than happy to get down to nothing. To work so hard on stripping Fuse to a vulnerable state made him feel…important.

Karn tried again, slowly raising his shirt up and trailing kisses from abdomen to chest.

Fucking gorgeous.

A pair of the richest, chocolate-brown nipples poked out at him. Both looked equally delicious. After short but careful deliberation, he flicked his tongue over Fuse’s left bud, outlining his cute nipple before latching his lips to it and gingerly sucking. Fuse’s chest heaved beneath his mouth, releasing another incredible moan. Karn dragged his tongue across Fuse’s chest and gave as much attention to his other soft, abandoned nipple.

Satisfied with his mouth-watering taste, Karn sank down and clipped his pants zipper between his teeth. He looked straight up at Fuse, his eyes held heated lust but no sign of protest. Waiting for the ‘okay’, Karn popped his button open and tugged his jeans down once Fuse fervently nodded his head, revealing his already rock-hard erection bulging through his boxer-shorts.

At a gentle pace, Karn ran his hand up his steely erection and smirked at Fuse’s immediate jolt. He pinched the top of his underwear and peeled back a naughty peek of the head of his cock. Though he wanted to give Fuse a great experience, he also wanted to take his time to really immerse him into the moment.

Pursing his lips, Karn lightly blew over the top and brushed his thumb over the wet slit. Fuse let out a tight, impatient breath through his nose. Karn yanked his boxers down to his knees, Fuse’s cock bouncing in excitement at the abrupt exposure.

Though not quite as large as his own, Fuse did have a sizable cock, straight and pretty, just the way Karn liked. He gently held the base of his cock and leaned to give the head a small kiss, teasing for a moment. Fuse sucked in a loud breath.

Karn slowly wrapped his mouth around the tip, lightly sucking and swirling his tongue on the underside of his cock, exploring the lovely taste of Fuse’s salt. Intensely focused, he inched down a little further, stroking the abandoned part of his cock. Almost immediately, Fuse let out a small gasp and slid his fingers through Karn’s hair, his fingers were trembling while the rest of him was rigid with tension. Such a reaction made Karn wonder if Fuse had actually experienced a blow job before.

He flicked his tongue under the crown and ran it down the thin, chamois-like flesh, the fine skin pulling at his movement. His hand hit his bottom lip as he gave purposeful, languid strokes, exerting just enough pressure to please him without harm. This close to his pelvis, Karn couldn’t help himself to heavily sucking in his delicious scent, satiating himself with the divine smell.

He treated Fuse like annealed glass, using delicate suction to avoid cracking such precious china.

Fuse bucked his hips, the soft skin of his inner thighs rubbing against his cheek, and he let out a suppressed moan. Karn removed his lips with a subtle, wet pop, and looked up at Fuse’s lust-glazed eyes. Biting his lip, Fuse averted his stare.

There was no way Karn was going to let Fuse get away with avoidance. In retaliation, he pressed his tongue to the base of his cock and ran it up to the head, lightly rubbing against the rigid shaft as he climbed his way up. He flattened his tongue over the slit and stared at Fuse, refusing to move until the other boy met his gaze.

Impatience likely hitting him, Fuse turned to him with intensely narrowed eyes. Satisfied with his response, Karn took him into his mouth once again, sucking a bit stronger as he tasted the full silky underside of his cock, the head hitting the back of his throat.

“S-shia…” Fuse’s abs undulated, thighs automatically clenching as he instinctively arched back to get deeper and hit his head against a drawer as he tightened his fingers in Karn’s hair.

A faintly salty liquid spilled across his taste buds. Karn couldn’t help but smile at Fuse’s flushed cheeks, chest heaving as he sucked in desperate breaths.

With a burst of confidence, he began carefully bobbing his head, gliding the taste of Fuse’s pleasure along his tongue. Fuse let out a beautiful moan and uncertainly thrust his hips, pushing the head of his cock against the back of Karn’s throat.

Shocked at the novice move, Karn pulled back a little to avoid his gag reflex. He angled his jaw so his throat was as straight and open as possible to accept Fuse’s deep thrusts and quickened his pace to appease his eager counterpart. If Fuse was this sensitive, wait until he experienced what else Karn had in store...

Stimulating his shaft, Karn enjoyed Fuse’s bitten off gasps and desperate moans, his cheeks hollowing as he created more pressure. He had to hold his hips in a tight grip, lest the other boy impale him with his cock. He took a quick glance up.

Fuse’s full lips were parted, eyes half-lidded, and face completely red. As much as Karn loved savoring Fuse, the best part was watching his experience. He was going to give this gorgeous person the most pleasure he could possibly have at once. His uninhibited and natural reactions were Karn’s nicotine, and he’d blow him as often as he could to get another taste of this.

Emotions roaring, Karn sped up, swallowing the head like it was a lollipop, basking in Fuse’s breathlessness. With shaky hands, Fuse dropped his palms and painfully gripped his shoulders, balance slipping. Using his free hand, Karn pressed his curling abs into the dresser, holding the gasping male in place as he continued to turn him on his head.

To reward his enthused response, Karn hummed a sweet tune, the melody stroking the male’s wet cock.

“K-kar…” Fuse tried to speak, but all attempts came out as guttural gibberish.

Strands of Karn’s hair hung past his view as he followed the pace of Fuse’s sudden thrusts. Arousal sparked in his dilated pupils, shameless gasps signalling that he was close.

This was exactly what Karn wanted. Within a few minutes, he had Fuse writhing in heat, unable to control his speech or muscles. Plenty wealthy, Karn had the privilege of seeing some of the world’s most stunning views. Yet nothing compared to Fuse in the throes of pleasure. And it was him who was making him feel this way. He just hoped that Fuse was as addicted to their intimacy as he was.

Karn submitted, letting the head repeatedly slam into the back of his wet and opened throat, resisting the urge to close his eyes and bask in Fuse’s guttural cries. His cock must’ve been neglected to give such an exaggerated reception.

Suddenly, Fuse stiffened and cried out and a warm, creamy flavor exploded in his mouth, shooting into the back of his throat. Karn swallowed his milky release, easing him through the orgasm. As Fuse fell against the furniture, Karn pulled him out of his mouth and peppered his cock with kisses.

Knees growing sore, Karn stood up and held Fuse’s waist, not ready to break their contact. Sucking in raspy gulps of air, Fuse weakly skimmed his thumb on the corner of Karn’s mouth, wiping away the liquid that spilled out. Karn’s chest pooling with warmth, he rested their foreheads together.

Fuse draped his arm over his shoulder and looked down at the mess below. “Shit.”

“Shit,” Karn repeated in a rough, velvet-coated tone.

Karn didn’t care if Fuse returned the favor or not. This was all he needed. Fuse cumming was better than any orgasm he could have anyway. As long as he brought even a glimpse of bliss into Fuse’s world, nothing else mattered. And from what he could tell, he’d done just that.

Their relationship was undetermined by this point. Extremely frustrating, but Karn didn’t want to push anything on Fuse that he wasn’t ready for. He could accept being friends with benefits for now. Some coaxing might be exactly what Fuse needed to reciprocate his feelings. Nothing a bit of sucking and loving and kissing couldn’t fix...maybe.

When Fuse’s breath had returned to its normal pace, Karn leaned in for a small kiss.

Fuse turned away, nose wrinkling. “Ew, you had jizz in your mouth.”

Your jizz,” Karn murmured, finding it hard not to take the rejection personally. Hadn’t Fuse tasted cum from his past lovers? It wasn’t like it was dirty. He wouldn’t have taken Fuse for a snob.

“Still gross.” Fuse removed his lingering hold, tugging his pants back up.

“Just one kiss,” Karn pleaded softly. He refused to leave this without a kiss.

Rolling his eyes, Fuse pecked Karn’s lips and pushed out from his hold. As he started walking away, Karn quickly followed and caught his waist, pulling him in to kiss the fading hickey on the side of his neck.

“Hey!” Fuse barked, prying at Karn’s hands. “I gave you what you asked for.”

Karn ignored him, busy placing tiny kisses under his ear. Like an anaconda capturing its prey, the more Fuse tried to escape, the tighter Karn embraced him.

“Get off. I need to clean myself up!” Fuse huffed and squirmed in his grasp, seemingly not appreciating the affection.

“What’s there to clean up? I swallowed everything.” Karn murmured against his goosebump-covered skin.

“I’m all sweaty and gross,” Fuse whined.

Karn quite liked the way Fuse’s wet bangs stuck to his forehead.

“You can wash up tomorrow.” Karn rested his chin on the other male’s shoulder, nuzzling the crook of his neck. “Let’s cuddle.”

“It’s been a long day. I didn’t get the chance to shower after we grappled, and I’ve been out drinking with Ake. I seriously feel disgusting. Can you let go so I can just fucking shower? Please.”

With a disappointed sigh, Karn released Fuse from his captivity. Once again, he felt like nothing. How could Fuse make him feel like everything when they were passionate together and treat him so coldly right after? This hot and cold treatment was pure torture.

“Can we cuddle when you’re done?” Karn looked down, bracing for the impact of rejection.

“Isn’t that a bit coupley?”

“Not always. Some people just like human contact…” Karn said carefully, thinking of how to not scare Fuse off. “It doesn’t have to mean anything.”

Fuse turned to him with knitted brows. He scanned Karn’s face for a long moment. “Five minutes. And then I’m going back to my own bed.”

Karn could work with that. Overjoyed, he gave Fuse a grateful kiss. Fuse scowled and walked to the bathroom.

Within minutes, Karn had gotten ready for bed and was eagerly waiting for Fuse in his bed. He could hardly contain his excitement. It might’ve been silly, but he really did love the idea of holding someone he cared for. It started with his stuffed tiger, Kopi, when he was three. He’d even tuck Kopi in every night to ensure he slept well and would doze off burrowing his nose in the animal’s soft fur.

Right as Karn was about to doze off, he felt weight sink next to him into the mattress. Warm arms wrapped around his waist. Karn frowned and turned to face Fuse.

“What’re you doing?” Karn asked, unintentionally sharp.

“What do you mean? You wanted to cuddle,” Fuse responded sharper.

“Yeah, but I like to be the big spoon.” Karn slipped his arms around Fuse’s waist, their arms overlapping each other.

Fuse scoffed. “I’m not the little spoon. I’m only a centimeter shorter than you.”

“Height doesn’t matter.” Karn pouted. “I’m always the big spoon.”

Always?” Fuse said the word like he’d made it his new enemy. “So you fuck and cuddle everyone, huh?” He jerked his arms back and sat up.

“Wait—” Karn snatched his wrist, feeling like the biggest idiot.

Fuse swiftly snapped out of his grip and hopped to his feet. “Goodnight!”

“I didn’t mean always always.”

Fuck. I just meant with Kopi...

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  1. Kaikai

    The chapter begins with Ake offering nutty ideas to test Karn. Fortunately Fuse throws out using suffering Mali or a prostitute or even worse pretending to have a crush on Ake. I love the way Ake sees through Fuse ‘s posturing.
    Do you think he’d believe that you have the game to pull off a hookup?” Ake smirked, a wicked glint in his eyes.
    Ake delights in teasing Fuse.
    I like this image of curiosity written on his face. And the secret weapon was amusing.

    And what’s your secret weapon?” Ake pressed, reclining in his seat with amused curiosity written all over his fucking face.
    “Twenty centimeters long.”
    Ake does not buy this. Lol Nor does he buy the ten imaginary people of Fuse.
    It is interesting that Fuse has not had an interest in sex. At least in terms of being with partners. .
    Could it be because he has been so anxious under a toxic dad with beatings that he cannot focus on anyone besides his dad or even trust anyone to like him?
    . As far as Ake was probably concerned, Fuse was sexless.
    Does it not make Fuse’s reaction to Karn even more explosive as Fuse was previously not sexual at all.
    My comment. Yes it does. It is a good contrast and makes Fuse’s reaction even stronger both sexually and emotionally.
    And off Fuse goes again denying his relationship with Karn is only meaningless sex.
    This is amusing.
    Elephants would start flying before Fuse caught feelings for Karn. You like elephants. It is cute.
    And there was no reason for Karn to like him. They were just sex buddies. That’s all Fuse needed and wanted him for.
    Fuse feels safer denying any feelings for Karn.
    The conversation between him and Fuse at the burned out temple played on cruel repeat.
    I,Ike the cruel repeat image.
    I also like this description : the two handfuls is sensual and twisted shock is perfect as Karn’s emotions were twisted with jealousy.
    So to learn that he had two handfuls of partners was quite the twisted shock.
    I love Karn being so sweet. He cares for the first time. He starts worrying that he is not good enough for Fuse. All of these are normal doubts in a beginning relationship.
    Did I overestimate my sexual skills? Am I not good-looking enough? Does Fuse actually hate me? Why? What did I do?
    I love Fuse acknowledging that he is deeply emotional and has had to cover up his feelings.
    This is a beautiful image.
    he’d built a titanium wall around his heart to prevent his vulnerability from being exposed. Life was easier when it was carefree, much less of a burden.
    But it is lonely image as Karn has not shown his vulnerability to anyone. It makes me realize that Karn also has a lonely side to him.
    Karn admits that Fuse penetrated this wall. That Fuse was anything but meaningless.

    Fuse was anything but meaningless.
    I love this image.
    Every touch hit Karn’s emotions like gasoline to fire.
    None of his ex-lovers held a candle to his feelings for Fuse.

    Karn is honest with himself.
    Food for thought :
    Does Karn deceive himself with denial as much as Fuse does?
    My guess is no.
    Karn’s self revelations seem perceptive and honest.
    He is not denying his feelings. He is accurately observing them.
    Point of difference between the two.
    But I am watching to see if I am correct.
    Fuse is afraid of heartbreak. He is being vulnerable while caring.

    But when Fuse kissed him like that at Lay’s Bar and marked his neck like a dog pissing on his territory, Karn’s emotional strings became superglued to Fuse.
    This image is so accurate but it is an amusing image to relate giving a hickey to a dog marking his territory.
    This is exactly was Fuse did.
    And here is Karn daring to hope that this sensual attack meant something like caring and marking him out of jealousy?
    Karn is perceptive and hoping. I like this image.
    Underneath those layers of self-
    protection, Karn was certain there’d be a syrupy-warm middle waiting for him.
    I still love Karn realizing this. This is one of my favorite moments.
    Reality smacked him in the face. I like this image.
    It didn’t matter if Fuse had been with ten people or ten thousand people. Karn couldn’t resist him.
    I love this so much. All that matters in love is between Fuse and Karn. Nothing else.
    So this was a surprise. In a dry tone of voice, Fuse command. Come here.
    I was not expecting this dominant side of Fuse, but he has shown sensual initiative before.
    So why Fuse are you acting?
    Is this your own test to see if Karn likes you or wants you ?
    Or is it you really are attracted to him sexually and want this sexually ?
    Or is it also for you to try to prove to yourself that this is just sex, nothing more?
    I like this last consideration. In his misguided denial, Fuse might just have acted,telling himself this is just sex.
    And it will back fire on you , Fuse.
    Fuse is in the hands of a master tiger.
    As I mentioned he poked the sleeping Karn.
    The tiger in full attack mode is determined to
    make Fuse forget his ten partners.
    As soon as he had Fuse against the dresser, Karn grabbed his ass, squeezing handfuls of taut flesh and shuddered as Fuse’s moan danced on the roof of his mouth.
    I rest my case on the handfuls as being sensual. Note handfuls of flesh.
    I love moans dancing on the roof of his mouth
    So beautiful.
    And I am once again touched by this passage.
    First I love this line.
    Rows of golden abs marred by bruises faced him.
    Fuse whispered, “I’m cold.”
    Why is Fuse saying he is cold. It is his excuse for hiding his scars?
    Is he cold out of fear of being rejected for his scars?
    It is an interesting comment.
    Then I love Karn once again for this tender side. This is so beautiful.
    He didn’t have to be ashamed. Fuse deserved to love his body.
    And more sweetness with a tone layered in sugar. I love this.
    “You’re beautiful,” Karn said, tone layered in sugar.

    Also Karn is sweet showing shyness turns him on.
    He is tenderly drawing out Fuse’s emotional vulnerability.
    To work so hard on stripping Fuse to a vulnerable state made him feel…
    Did Karn feel important as someone special who could draw out this side of Fuse?
    Your sensual details and images are powerful.
    Always ,always Karn is observing reactions to please Fuse.
    It is very loving and giving.
    He notices Fuse.
    his eyes held heated lust but no sign of protest.
    You add such vibrant details.
    You add visual but add taste and touch.
    It is actually like a sexual dance of continual reacting in every way.
    And of course it is the dance of love, where love
    take over.
    Though he wanted to give Fuse a great experience, he also wanted to take his time to really immerse him into the moment.
    Delicious slowness, making a precious experience.
    .Isn’t Karn also exposing vulnerability as he gives so much of himself trying
    Has he ever tried so hard to please a partner ? Isn’t this being vulnerable as well ?
    He treated Fuse like annealed glass, using delicate suction to avoid cracking such precious china.
    This is loving and tender.
    One thing I think you are excellent at is expressing rhythm and flow.
    You are very conscious of speed using words like languid strokes. to please Karn.
    As much as Karn loved savoring Fuse, the best part was watching his experience.
    This was a sweet comment.
    This is also very loving. Wanting natural reactions.
    Wanting totally trust.
    His uninhibited and natural reactions were Karn’s nicotine, and he’d blow him as often as he could to get another taste of this.
    I like this image.
    Here Karn is definitely emotionally involved.
    Emotions roaring, Karn sped up,
    And this is quite beautiful that Karn is exploding emotionally after hiding emotions for so long.
    Both are being vulnerable.
    But add this. Both are trusting.
    Fuse is trusting his body to Karn.
    Karn is trusting that his actions will be accepted by Fuse.
    Karn is showing trust, by being himself in the way he touches Fuse. He is not holding back , but offering his way of loving to Fuse.
    He just hoped that Fuse was as addicted to their intimacy as he was.
    Karn This is very giving and loving to feel. Caring more about someone’s orgasm than your own.
    This was all he needed. Fuse cumming was better than any orgasm he could have anyway.
    Again more caring.
    As long as he brought even a glimpse of bliss into Fuse’s world, nothing else mattered. is definitely loving Fuse. Hoping Fuse responds.
    Karn is so loving :
    easing him through the orgasm.
    Peppering him with kisses. will be accepted by Fuse.
    Again Karn is understanding
    of Fuse.
    He knows that emotionally Fuse is not ready for a commitment.
    Even though he is frustrated with that he accepts it.
    Extremely frustrating, but Karn didn’t want to push anything on Fuse that he wasn’t ready for. He could accept being friends with benefits for now.
    This is a caring reaction.

    Alright Fuse you rat.
    You are seriously irritating me again. I am not happy with you.
    I understand that maybe you are terrified by enjoying this experience.
    You might fear the sexuality as it could have been an exquisite orgasm.
    You might fear the intimacy of loving caring that Karn showed you.
    But did you have to be so cold and use words like ew or that’s gross or unclean. I see red with these words.
    And of course Karn is hurt.
    “Your jizz,” Karn murmured, finding it hard not to take the rejection personally.

    Karn should not have to plead for a kiss.
    A normal reaction might be that Fuse is grateful and loving by the way he was treated by Karn. Fuse should have offered him a kiss on his own. A loving contact.
    Yes I know I am not being analytical and reacting emotionally.
    “Just one kiss,” Karn pleaded softly.
    Karn is asking for emotional tenderness.
    He gets this. A peck and eyes rolling.
    Rolling his eyes, Fuse pecked Karn’s lips and pushed out from his hold.
    And even worse Fuse coldly starts walking away.
    Fuse you are a true rat.

    Here is the giving and understanding side of Karn. He could give up. He could get angry. He could be hurt.

    Instead Karn keeps trying for intimacy. He does not give up on Fuse.
    As he started walking away, Karn quickly followed and caught his waist, pulling him in to kiss the fading hickey on the side of his neck.
    He kisses him.
    Then the ironic ridiculous comment comes.
    “Hey!” Fuse barked, prying at Karn’s hands. “I gave you what you asked for.”
    This is actually a wonderful line of self deception.
    Excuse me Fuse. What exactly did you give to Karn?
    You gave him the trust of your body but you did not return the pleasure to Karn.
    Karn has an incredible capacity to give and to pursue. I like this line.
    Like an anaconda capturing its prey, the more Fuse tried to escape, the tighter Karn embraced him.

    This is very painful. I hurt for Karn.

    Once again, he felt like nothing. How could Fuse make him feel like everything when they were passionate together and treat him so coldly right after? This hot and cold treatment was pure torture.
    This is pain. And yet, despite yet another rejection,
    Fuse does not give up.
    I am beginning to truly see that Fuse is extremely tenacious and resilient.
    He might be hurt emotionally but he bounces back to continue his pursuit of the intimacy he craves.
    I admire him.
    Fuse begs for a cuddle,fearing rejection.
    lThis was so cute about Karn cuddling with kopi when he was younger.
    To my surprise Fuse actually responded with a cuddle. I might forgive you Fuse.
    It is a sign of growing emotions by Fuse to even do that.
    Then I was surprised at Karn’s reaction in a sharp tone.
    Why ? Why was it so important to Karn to be the big spoon. To be the one holding Fuse around the waist ?
    So then the misunderstanding occurs
    As jealousy sets in.
    Fuse overreacts and pictures Karn holding others.
    So you fuck and cuddle everyone, huh?” He jerked his arms back and sat up.
    Karn is misunderstood as he was thinking of Kopi.
    The ending line broke my heart. Poor misunderstood Karn.

    I loved this chapter. I think it uncovered a very loving side to Karn which truly tries to please and understand Karn. It also showed a vulnerable Karn and a lonely Karn.
    Fuse revealed a trust in Karn. He trusted him sexually. But also responded emotionally. Fuse is still afraid of caring.

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