Mil hasn’t had any for about two months and it fucking shows. Tine’s being taken out of the picture by Sarawat, so, maybe it’s time to pay attention to the short-haired cheerleader captain instead. Her angry screaming is hot; he bets she’s a devil between the sheets. He’s so not going to do it with the girls from his fan club or any of his students who have a crush on him. There’s a special hard no reserved for Phukong who’s cute and eager and too much in love — the combination Mil wouldn’t want to touch with a ten-foot pole. He’s horny, not desperate.
I really enjoyed Mil and Phukong on 2gether, and not just because I loved their actors, Drake and Frank, in My Tee. This fic gives us a fun asshole Mil post-ep 9 who just wants sex but falls for Phukong anyway.
New territory exposed, Bohn wastes no time resuming his previous position, letting Duen pull him back onto his lap. He’s so busy looking, admiring the view and shivering into that first, full bare press of their bodies together that he doesn’t register the telltale click of a cap being flicked open until Duen gets a hand in between them and gathers them both against a well lubed palm. Bohn jerks into the touch with a groan, eyes fluttering shut as the motion is repeated a second, a third time. He struggles on his next inhale, forces his eyes open to stare at the sure-minded focus on Duen’s face, and blurts out, “Oh my god have you been on the internet?!”
Song Lan doesn’t care for any of it.
He likes his job, he likes his books, he likes his calligraphy.
He likes his solitude.
All is well.
And then another detective is transferred into their precinct, and Song Lan’s whole world slams out of orbit.