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Bonus - Thara x Frong (Part 1)

Frong wrinkled his nose as he stepped into the disinfectant smelling examination room, "P'Thara? Are you there?"

He lifted the bouquet of fragrant white jasmines to his nose and inhaled, "P'Thara?"

It was late, he was apprehensive about the delivery, his healer boyfriend always has something hidden under his lab coat whenever he requested midnight deliveries. But he couldn't reject Thara, the flowers were part of his daily gifts to his patients. When his mother was in the hospital, he had given her one of those every day to give her encouragement, so how could he say no?

A gentle voice flowed from behind the curtains, "Frong, here, come over."

Frong did as he was told and was greeted with a tender smile, a light kiss was exchanged as Thara received the arrangement. A faint blush appeared, "You can't pay with that."

The doctor chuckled, it's been years, yet this guy still can't act slightly softer or say anything nice unless he's under him.

Thara charmingly bit his lips, "But Ma won't take P's money, so that's the only way P' can pay." He closed in, each step he took forward, the N' took a step backwards...until Frong was propped up against the gray upholstery of the standing examination table.

"P'Thara..." Frong's heart rate spiked, he knew it, Thara's main objective wasn't the delivery, it was the delivery boy. His lower body stirred as he wondered what his physician wants to do to him this time?

Inches apart, hot breath teased each other but did not mingle, "P' received a new piece of equipment today, help P' try it out." He unhurriedly unbuttoned Frong's shirt, his thumbs brushed across the nibs as he removed it.

"Mmmm...P'...this?" His palm patted the contraption behind him, Frong could guess what Thara wanted him to "help" with, it must be what he's currently backed up against, it wasn't there last time...

What is it used for?...

Why did it need testing?...

Why would anyone need a vertical table?...

Why are there so many straps?...

Like how he normally instruct his patients, Thara matter-of-factly indicated, "Shoes, then stand there," and pointed to the retractable foot stand.

Frong instinctively obeyed...

Thara has trained him too well...

Masterful hands undid the belt and his pants soon followed.

Clad in only his boxers, his excitement was apparent but was uneasy, it's still his P'Thara's place of work, what if someone was to walk in on them? "P'...there are still people around..."

Thara thought for a minute, Frong was right, while it was late, hospitals don't sleep..."P'll go lock the door. Don't move."

That wasn't what Frong meant...he may let Thara do what he wants at home but they should be discrete when it's in a public place! Especially here! And also, Duen almost walked in on them last time!

Haven't he learned his lesson?!

Although, thinking back on it, his P' seemed more excited when his intern was outside knocking on the door. He was bent over the doctor's desk being slammed into when the silly N' asked, "Is P'Yim still there?"

Thara pounded in noticeably harder...to the point where he almost audibly cried out...

He had to cover his mouth with both hands to stifle his moans of pleasure...

After Thara shooed the disturbance away, he was done until his legs gave out...

Frong thought about it some more, they can't do it here again, it's too risky...

He stepped a foot back onto the ground, just as the other was about to land, the commander returned, evil stare and authoritative tone, "Noncompliant patients are the worse...get back on."

Frong gulped, he's in for it now, he shouldn't have moved...he should have obeyed...

Frong resumed his position and the attending moved in.

He unbuckled each strap...

*Clink*

*Clink*

*Clink*

Then secured it one at a time, the chest, under the delectable nibs...

*Click*

Around the thighs...

*Click*

Just under the knees...

*Click*

Each one then tightened to make sure there is no escape...no...to make sure the patient is safe...

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Brother... ... ...

RAWR! You! Why!

This isn't done, I'm still working on the rest of the story but I feel like I needed to make myself forget what Thara said...so here...enjoy!

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