Sweet - MilPhukong Short Story

Not getting caught

Well... It took me a really long time. I have too much of a dramatic head for stories, and I just couldn't get inspiration to write drama free... Also started my internship and the final project for my master. 💪🏻💪🏻 But I wanted to finish this story. So, even if it's late, here it is, the last part! (Also, I'm so happy and honoured that JJY read the story *-*) <3 <3

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It is not long after the group of concerned parents left the classroom. But Mil is not exactly thinking. In a desperate move, Mil picks up Phukong from the chair next to him and lifts him putting him on his lap, one leg on each side. The friction caused by the sudden pressure of the two bodies being pressed against each other makes them lose their breath for a second.

The second that it takes to Mil to capture Phukongs lips again while holding him by his waist and pressing the younger even closer to him. Now they have a problem, or two.

"Phi"

Phukong bites his lips, making even more visible his desire. Mil looks at his nong's eyes and makes an executive decision. He stands up with Phukong still on his lap, and after squeezing Phukong's butt with his hands he lets Phukong stand up on the floor. With a cheeky smile framed by those thick eyebrows, the mess of papers that was on the table disappears in a matter of seconds.

"He only said not to get caught, right?"

And with the devilish smile not leaving his lips, takes Phukong's hand and drags him to his car which is nearby. Mil drops everything on the car trunk and almost puts Phukong there too.

"Uy, Phi! I'm not gonna run away!"

Laughs Phukong when he realises what just happened. Mil laughs too while shaking his head. He really is not functioning normally. Or properly. But how can he, when he is burning with a newfound desire?

Mil kisses Phukong deeply while waiting for the car trunk to close. (So much for not wanting to get caught...) And then Phukong gets into the passenger seat, not without first stealing a kiss. He feels so happy. It all feels like a dream.

When they arrive at Mil's place, the older just rushes to the passenger's seat and picks up Phukong again. He happily wraps his legs around Mil and starts kissing him again. With one hand, Mil closes the door and locks the car. They don't seem to care about the potential witnesses. They have more pressing matters.

Somehow they make it smoothly into the elder's apartment, lips were swollen already and burning hot. The keys are just dumped to the floor by the entrance. Mil's hands are massaging Phukong's butt, and Phukong's hand are running freely on Mil's hair. From time to time a moan slips their lips.

Mil makes his way towards the sofa, dropping them onto the sofa, his body on top of Phukong's and starts grinding.

"Is this far enough from the phi-nong zone?" Teases Mil while stopping.

Phukong's eyes have a glow even more lustful than before. He makes an annoyed face.

"Joking, joking!" Says Mil while laughing, and starts the grind again. His hands have left Phukong's but and have made their way inside the shirt, teasing slow and painfully the nipples.

Phukong moans unsatisfied and grips his legs harder around Mil, closing the non-existent distance between their crotches and making pressure. 

Fuck me. He mouthes silently.

Never ever had he felt that way, that rush. He wanted Mil.

Mil got the message and separated their bodies just enough to remove his own shirt. He then unbuttoned the one Phukong was wearing. His fingers wandered around Phukong's belt.

His fingers teased the zone close to the edge of his pants, drawing gentle circles on Phukong's stomach, making him shiver from anticipation.

Click. Clack. Swish...

Mil looked down, at the gorgeous boy under him, who was admiring him with parted lips. Phukong swallowed when he felt Mil's strong gaze.

But he also was getting impatient. So he pushed backwards and found himself on top of Mil, who was looking surprised by the sudden change of positions. With precise movements, Phukong unbuttoned Mil's pants with no opposition at all, and in doing so caressed with his fingers the hard on that the older had.

He had never touched someone else's. But he wanted P'Mil.

Feeling the mood change, Mil brought Phukong back to his lips, this time slower paced. Mil looked at Phukongs face, trying to figure out what was going on through his head. He found a mirror, a mirror that reflected his desires and lust, but also the shadow of fear and doubt of first times. He recognised it because he was feeling it too. Masked behind the rush of hormones and attraction.

With care, he pampered the younger's one face. Kissing his cheeks, his eyes, his lips, his neck. Reassuring him. Them.

"There is still time to go back to-"

"P'Mil!"

But both laughed, feeling more relaxed. Guided by Mil, they both got up from the sofa towards the bed. They wanted it. And even if they had no prior experience, it wasn't a matter of perfection, they would learn along the way.

"You taste sweet Phi-" Teased Phukong.

Mil just hid his face behind his arm, feeling embarrassed.

"Love you, Phi"

"Love you too"

And yes, that afternoon was clumsy, but they both felt the happiest. Phukong stayed that night, not only because they didn't want to part, but also because he felt incapable of walking.

Not that far from they were, at Tine and Sarawat's place, Sarawat sneezed. Tine checked his phone. Oh boy. A photo of Phukong and Mil running at campus and getting into Mil's car was just posted on the Cute Boys Facebook page, and it was getting A LOT of attention.

So much for not getting caught.

Tine smiled at his brother in law, thinking about what to do to appease the older brother. Well, at least for tonight, he had a pretty good idea about what to do.