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Techno wakes up slowly.

It's hard to rouse himself when he's been wandering through dreams, and without the noise of an alarm to wake him, it's hard to stir himself awake. But there's pressure against his leg, gripping his thigh, and Techno opens his eyes to the world around him.

It's an unfamiliar space, but with one look around the room, Techno remembers everything. It's Kengkla's house, so he comes to the conclusion that he must've fallen asleep during the movie. He lets out an inaudible yawn, closing his eyes for a moment, stretching his arms out to rid the sleep from his mind.

Then there's something pressing against his leg again, and Techno looks down to see Kengkla on his knees in front of him. Kengkla's hand grips Techno's calf while the other rubs across his clothed thigh, fingers trailing closely along the inseam. He's staring at Techno, eyes half-lidded and lips parted.

"P'No."

Techno's eyes go wide; mouth comes open on a faint exhale of shock. From Kengkla's lips, his name is like a purring invitation to match the dark of his lashes and the blown-out shadows of his eyes.

"I want to make you feel good."

Kengkla makes it sound perfectly ordinary but more a statement than a request. For a moment, Techno doesn't process the request, heart pounding relentlessly. Then Kengkla slides his hands up to slips his fingers inside the waistband on his sweatpants, and Techno takes a choked inhale.

"What?" Techno gasps. He reaches out to grab Kengkla's hand at his pants, trying to push him away, but Kengkla grabs Techno's wrist instead, staring up at him with pleading eyes.

"Please," Kengkla whines. His fingertips slip past Techno's pants under the waistband of boxers, and Techno's sure he's blushing now, can feel his cheeks going hot under the other's attention. "Let me be P'No's good boy."

Techno whole body feels like it's on fire. "That's--" He starts, but Kengkla isn't waiting to hear him out, fingers slipping further into boxers. Kengkla ducks his head and kisses the inside of Techno's thigh, and Techno can feel the burn of arousal through his veins.

"I want to taste P'No again."

He gasps at Kengkla's words. "Again?" Techno asks, but his voice is straining in his throat; the sudden ache of guilt hits him.

"It's true." There's a gust of warm breath against Techno's leg, fingers pushing at his knee to slide his legs apart. Techno can feel the rush of blood to his cock, has to shut his eyes and lift an arm to cover the crimson at his face. But Kengkla just keeps talking as he eases the other's legs wider. "My boyfriend tastes good."

"Ai' Kla, don't." Techno sounds strangled, can hear the panic in his voice.

Kengkla tugs at Techno's pants, sliding them down until he's not able anymore, and Techno responds without thinking, arching up so Kengkla can pull them down farther, revealing his boxers. When Techno spreads his legs, Kengkla chuckles and fits his body between Techno's legs.

Techno can feel his body thrumming with heat, can feel the ache of arousal against his underwear, and he doesn't need to look to know Kengkla's hard too, can feel it when the other presses his groin against Techno's leg. Then Kengkla drops Techno's wrist and presses his palm against the front of Techno's boxers. Techno's breathing rushes out of him in a helpless groan, hips bucking forward of their own accord.

"So cute," Kengkla says before his fingers slide in Techno's boxers to curl around the heat of Techno's cock. And it's too much. Techno doesn't mean to whimper. It comes out of his throat all on its own. But when Kengkla strokes up over his length, Techno reaches out to grab Kengkla's shoulder, looking for something to pull him back to reality.

Though it's hard when Kengkla's grip tightens, wrist flexing. "Do you like it, P'No?" He whispers, and Techno feels like he can't breathe, especially when Kengkla leans up to press his mouth to the curve of Techno's throat. His breath spreads heat over Techno's skin when he says, "I can make it feel even better."

Kengkla leans away so quickly that it takes him a moment to notice Kengkla's pulling Techno's cock out of his boxers. But before Techno can argue, Kengkla's ducking his head and breathing out against Techno's length with a gust of heat that stalls the other's breathing. "Ai' Kla, wait-" But Techno's words die to a groan when Kengkla dips lower and takes Techno past his lips.

He reaches down to grab at Kengkla's hair to pull him away but can't force him to when Kengkla's mouth opens a little more. This is all wrong, Techno thinks distantly, but his heart is pounding in time with the motion of Kengkla's mouth. He can't form a reason to persuade himself why they should stop. Techno finally gives in and drops his arm so he can meet Kengkla's gaze.

Kengkla looks up, his expression unreadable, but whatever he sees in Techno's face is apparently more than enough. His slides his thumb to Techno's hip, presses hard to hold Techno in place. Then he's tensing his mouth, pursing his lips. Techno's fingers are jerking tighter, forming a fist in Kengkla's hair. But Kengkla's moving faster, bracing Techno steady with both hands, as he falls into a rhythm.

It lasts a few minutes and then there's pressure with the slick slide of Kengkla's tongue against his length. Techno slaps a hand to his mouth to try and stifle the moan that escapes his lips. His legs are starting to shake, attempting to push his body up, back arching on its own accord off the couch. Kengkla seems oblivious to the involuntary motions of the other's body, except that he's licking a little harder, moving a little faster, and Techno can't breathe.

Then it stops and Kengkla pulls off and looks up at Techno who's still shaking from the stimulation. He has to blink hard to clear his vision. Kengkla's eyes are fixed on Techno's face with a strange, eerie calm. "Y-you," Techno chokes on the word, staring down at him with wide eyes.

Kengkla's mouth shifts into a smile, and his eyes narrow at Techno. "Take me on your trip, P'No," he says, voice lower and darker than Techno's heard it before.

Techno opens his mouth and tugs his hand away to speak. But he can't even find the words for rejection when Kengkla's fingers curl around Techno's length. He looks down at Kengkla's hand on his flushed cock. It's so overtly sexual that all Kengkla's thoughts stall.

"Please let me go with you, P'No," Kengkla begs again and stops his hand movement, tightening his grip on Techno's length at the tip. Techno rocks up against his hold or tries to, but his body stops against the grip of the other's fingers at his hips. With a quiet whine, he tries something else instead. He puls on Kengkla's hair to urge his head down, but Kengkla jerks his head to the side a bit, stopping him.

He hears Kengkla laugh at his attempt. "Tell me I can go, P'" He whispers, leaning down to lick at the skin of Techno's inner thighs.

It's then that Techno's arousal wins over his common sense. "Yes," Techno hears himself say, breathless as if he's been sprinting.

"Yes, what?" Kengkla snaps back quickly.

Techno lets out a groan of annoyance and frustration, tossing his head back to stare at the ceiling. He can't look Kengkla in the eyes. "Yes, you can go with me, Ai' Kla, " He says, feeling faintly dizzy.

He has a brief choking moment of anxiety in the last possible heartbeat before Kengkla leans back down to close his lips at Techno's length once more. Kengkla's lips are soft, his mouth warm, and Techno has no idea what he's doing with his tongue but it makes Techno's chest go tight on self-consciousness.

There's not really anything Techno wants Kengkla to change. He's almost going too fast if anything, pressing with his tongue and the back of his throat. It feels so fucking good. Kengkla always makes it feel good, some repressed part of Techno's mind offers, and he tightens his fingers in Kengkla's hair, angry with himself.

Then Kengkla slides his tongue along the length of Techno's cock, Techno's world becomes fuzzy at the edges, black creeping in. He's not speaking, but his exhales are sounding more and more like ragged moans. When Kengkla groans around him, Techno is coming before he can think or give any kind of warning. It's so sudden he blurts a resonant "N'Kla" before he can close his mouth on the sound.

Kengkla's swallowing around him, and Techno slouches against the couch, hands uncurling from Kengkla's hair. He takes a breath, all the tension easing into the relaxation of satisfaction. When Kengkla pulls away slowly, keeping his hands at Techno's hips, Techno looks down to meet the other's gaze. Kengkla licks over his lips as Techno watches, makes a show of swallowing.

Techno knows Kengkla has the upper hand the minute he puts his hands on Techno's shoulders and leans to press his mouth against Techno's lips. But Techno tilts his head so Kengkla's mouth brushes over this jawline instead.

He can feel Kengkla's words vibrating against his skin. "You're so yummy, P'No," Kengkla admits and opens his mouth to sigh heat against Techno's skin.

Techno shakes his head as Kengkla gets his fingers under Techno's shirt, pushes up over the tension along his stomach. He realizes now that his hoodie was off when he woke up. Kengkla fits his knees on either side of Techno's and pulls himself up to sit on Techno's thigh. He ducks his head to kiss against the straining tension in Techno's neck, and Techno shudders, reaching up to grab Kengkla by the waist with intention of pulling him off. But Kengkla grips Techno's arm with a free hand to keep them pressed tight together, grinding himself up and forward on Techno's thigh.

Kengkla rocks in harder, knee catching Techno's sensitive groin, and Techno whimpers from the overstimulation. "Sorry," He whispers with complete sincerity, as he tries to push himself closer. Techno thinks it may the first time Kengkla's apologized.

There's another movement; hips this time so Techno can feel the shape of Kengkla's cock. Kengkla chokes on an inhale, fingers gripping Techno tighter like he's trying to gain traction. "P'No," Kengkla says, and his voice loses the composure it usually has.

Techno's eyes come open as if he's been shocked, and Kengkla groans against his neck as he shudders himself into orgasm. Techno can feel the cling of Kengkla's damp pants catching at his leg, and Kengkla starts breathing harder.

Techno pulls his hand from Kengkla's waist after a moment, lets the other catch a full breath once the telltale moan has died on his lips. It's then Kengkla pulls his hand out from under Techno's shirt.

"Ai' Kla," Techno says, his voice more ragged than he wants. "I think--" and then Kengkla is closing the gap between them in a rushed motion. Techno's words cut off as Kengkla's lips crush against Techno's with bruising force.

It's too much all at once. Techno lets out a surprised noise that sounds like a whine. But Kengkla isn't pulling away, just shifting his angle and lifting a hand to grip Techno's chin. With the same urgency, he tips his head and parts his lips against Techno's again. Techno hesitates for a moment, uncertain in his action and unwilling to admit it. But then he follows Kengkla's lead and opens his mouth fractionally to better fit against the others. Kengkla's mouth is hot, the part of his lips intoxicating.

Giving into his primal urges, Techno touches his tongue against Kengkla's and places a hand on his shoulder. Kengkla matches him immediately, pressing his tongue to Techno's and licking inside the others mouth. Techno huffs surprise at the wet heat filling his mouth.

Kengkla's hand on his chin releases to cradle the back of his head, only to make it easier for him to lick at Techno teeth. Techno's body goes hot, and his eyes snap open when he remembers where Kengkla's mouth was a few minutes ago. His hand at Kengkla's shoulder slides down to his chest, and he pushes on him as hard as he can and turns his head to the side. Kengkla leans back, and they break away from the dizzying kiss.

When Techno meets Kengkla's gaze, the look in the other's eyes makes him shiver. He feels like prey that's just been devoured. "Um," He says, gulping audibly. Then Kengkla leans in and Techno backs away until his head hits the couch. "Ai' Kla, you were just-" Techno blurts. But he can't force himself to say it.

Kengkla just smiles. "But P'No tastes so good," He whines and removes his hand from Techno neck. When he finally slides off Techno lap to stand in front of the couch, Kengkla doesn't even seem embarrassed by the wet spot in front of his Pants. "When are you leaving tonight, P'No?"

Technos cheeks heat immediately. If he's honest with himself, he was betting on Kengkla forgetting about that promise. Kengkla seems to have a one-track mind. Instead of answering, Techno reaches into his back pocket and retrieves his phone. He has two missed calls from Can and Good and seven texts from other players. His phone must've been turned on silent, but he doesn't remember doing. He ignores this and opens Types text.

Type: stop 112 @ 16:00

It's the bus stop number for the trip and what time to meet. But that's thirty minutes from now, he realizes. "Shit!" Techno shouts and stands up, only to realize Kengkla's closer now.

"What is it, P'No?" Kengkla asks politely.

Techno lets out an annoyed groan but takes a step back from Kengkla. "I need to be at the bus stop in a half hour," Techno explains. He quickly begins texting Type back explaining that he'll be there soon.

"Okay," Kengkla says, and when Techno looks up from his phone, Kengkla is walking away from the couch toward a set of stairs at the side of the room.

"Wait—where are you going, Ai'Kla?" Techno questions in confusion.

Kengkla laughs softly as his cheeks heat to red. It makes Techno's chest tighten. "P'No, you're making me shy again. I need to change my pants before we leave," He says with a smile and turns to walk up the stairs.

It's then Techno knows he learned a valuable lesson: do not let your guard down in the wolf's den.

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A/N:

This was a long one! I almost split it into two, but I didn't want you to suffer because you might have to wait a bit for another...moment like this. ;)

Did you really think Kengkla was going to let Techno go without him? How many of you are still blushing? 

Let me know what you think! <3 Thank you for reading and for the 10.5k + hits! Wow, I love you guys. Your comments and commentary makes me laugh so hard and smile.