Police in Love

If you think that the situation will get better after Thiartha leaves, it won't, because it can still simmer. Instead of Inspector Pan Leh going to calm down, however, just two tables away, the young woman who had come to talk to the dragon earlier was now also stopping to speak to Thiartha.

 

Oh, you're a pot-girl yourself!

 

And the woman who approached him earlier to ask about the police lieutenant, that handsome, rich, and charming man.

 

The pair of round eyes stared at the scene before them for a long time. The once bright eyes had clearly dimmed. Something was running through his mind. The dragon picked up the wine glass and downed it again.

 

There is definitely something between these two, Persimmon Fan said, but at this moment, it is not possible to inquire much, judging from the state of both of them. It's like they're jealous of each other.

 

"Nong Phlab, what time will you be back?"

 

"Um... I'm going back now."

 

"I'll come back too."

 

The meeting should have been fun, but it turned awkward. Mangkorn tried to keep his cool. He had never acted like this before. It was none of his business whether or not the Inspector would stop and talk to any girl. It was probably a result of what Thiartha had done earlier.

 

“If you can talk to girls yourself, why can’t he?”

 

“Cheat!”

 

The first sentence was as soft as the wind, while the second sentence was loud and clear. Even those who had not initially intended to get drunk raised their glasses and downed them again and again.

 

"Brother Mangkorn, that's enough. You'll get drunk."

"Well, we're here to drink, Nong Phlab."

 

Phuwin and Lukphlab, who had never seen a dragon like this before, could only sigh. Just as their right hands were about to raise the amber glass again, someone grabbed them.

 

"Let’s go back."

 

The dragon immediately turned to look in the direction of the voice. His sharp eyes were filled with a seriousness he had never seen before.

 

"Release me."

 

"Phu, Nong Phlab, I have to take Mangkorn back first. He's drunk."

 

“I can go back myself. Inspector, don’t bother me.”

 

“Don’t be stubborn, okay?”

 

The man being carried off was extremely displeased, but it was not beyond the tall man Thiartha. He managed to grab the drunk and throw him over his shoulder, ignoring the cries or the slight beating that seemed like a little cat showing its power in vain.

 

“Sergeant! Let me down now!”

 

“It’s a waste of energy to struggle. You can complain when you get to your room.”

 

The dragon could only grit his teeth and pound the broad back to no avail. Damn it!

 

The situation in the car was awkward; there was a silence between the two. The driver had a calm expression. Still, his mind was in turmoil, and he was secretly hiding. Looking at the person leaning against the mirror, staring into the distance, the heat that had erupted in my heart finally told me I couldn't take it anymore, so I broke the silence.

 

“What were you guys talking about just now? You seemed like you were having fun.”

 

The dragon paused for a moment before replying in a drunken voice, “Just chatting. He’s an engineer at some big company… But you shouldn’t call him that.”

 

“Are you interested?”

 

"What's your problem?" You're even talking to a woman.

 

The answer fell silent in the car again. Thiartha was so irritated that he flicked his tongue against his cheek to relieve this feeling of incomprehension.

 

The car's speed increased as the simmering emotion grew. Thiartha turned to look back at the road ahead, both hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, but his mind was suddenly running wildly. He had never felt this way with women, as if he had always had power over them. But the wife he married to change his fate...

 

Everything turned out to be different.

 

“Aren’t you bothered by the fact that he’s a man?”

 

"If I like it, I like it. It's not a big deal." He didn't care about gender.

 

“So if we have to have sex, are you okay with that?”

 

The drunk man turned his head to look at the person who asked him. What the hell was wrong with him? Why did he ask so directly? The police lieutenant was so shameless. If they were in love and had sex, what would be wrong with that?

 

"If you love me, everything is okay."

 

“If we kissed, would you feel good, dragon?”

 

What the hell is this, you ask?

 

His soft, round face suddenly became red and hot. His heart beat so hard it almost jumped out of his chest at that question. There was no answer, no words left his thin lips. The entire way home, everything was silent.

 

And as soon as the car stopped, the little guy quickly got out and walked straight back to the bedroom as if he was escaping something. He grabbed his clothes and immediately went to take a shower.

 

Although the warm water flowing through his body felt a little good, his mind was filled with the crazy questions of Casanova.

 

If I really kissed the police lieutenant, how would I feel?

 

“Crazy Dragon, stop this right now!”

 

Because I didn't want to think about it too much, I shook my head. I tried my best to drive away the distracting thoughts, but my body wouldn't comply. Something was changing on my body.

 

It's hard now, isn't it? It's crazy.

 

The golden dragon stood up straight and saluted the national flag at almost midnight. He could only raise his hands to cover his face and mutter to himself.

 

“Just a little bit.”

 

A person with an erection slowly sits down with his back against the edge of the tub. Taking a bath is a way to relax.

 

“Ah, oh.”

 

A soft groan escaped his lips. He tried to gather his thoughts and imagine beautiful things to ease this discomfort. The more he tried to think, the more the image of Inspector Thiartha's handsome face floated into his head. The question from inside the car was still clear, as if he had just heard it a moment ago.

 

If we kissed, would you feel good, dragon?”

 

The answer was right in front of me. How could I refuse? The slender hand moved down to grab the culprit. My body trembled slightly from the first touch. It feels so good. The beautiful eyelashes slowly closed, the teasing, irritating face, the sly smile, and the playful voice when calling each other's names echoed in my mind.

 

“Ah, ah.”

 

A tingling sensation spread from his head down to his toes. Was he masturbating while thinking about the person outside? This was wrong and inappropriate.

 

“Uh, it feels good...

 

Emotions surged even more; images of kissing the cunning police officer flashed through his mind. Unintentional imaginations formed, corresponding to the white hand's up-and-down movements. The golden dragon rod moved with the emotion, the tip starting to be coated with a clear liquid that was brimming over.

 

"Sir, Inspector Thiar" A sweet voice softly moaned as if trying to hold it in, but it accidentally leaked out loud all the way outside...

 

When he heard a certain sound, the police sergeant's auditory senses automatically ordered him to walk towards the bathroom door. He felt anxious because he feared something might happen to the other person. As soon as he heard his name being called, he was even more shocked and did not hesitate.

 

Bang! The bathroom door was suddenly opened.

 

“What are you doing, dragon?”

 

The concerned person came to inquire, but the sight that appeared before him made Thiartha pause. The small person leaned his back against the bathtub, his face flushed and his round eyes wide open.

 

"Sir, get out."

 

A clear voice shouted, and he hurriedly twisted his body to escape the cunning gaze. However, the best evidence remained in the sharp eyes staring at the white hand still near the golden dragon rod.

 

The concern from a moment ago disappeared in an instant. The indigo-coloured eyes turned into those of a cunning fox. The lips curved up into a knowing smile.

 

“May I help you?”

 

"No, you have to leave."

 

But Thiartha didn't move away. Instead, he slowly approached and whispered in his ear in a soft voice.

 

“Let me help you so you can sleep soundly.”

 

The one who offered didn't wait for the other person to reject him. He quickly moved into the narrow space of the bathtub. The closeness made him feel the other person's breath, but the shy one pushed him away.

 

"Sergeant! Don't play like this!"

 

"I'm not playing, you know that," Thiartha whispered close to his ear before lifting his large hand to grab the dragon's still-hanging hand and starting to help without hesitation.

 

“Ah, ah.”

 

“Didn’t you say it was a torpedo? This is a little dragon.”

 

"If you're going to help, don't talk too much."

 

"Are you drunk and horny, wife?" It's because of that police lieutenant, that crazy guy.

 

His delicate face was flushed red, and he lowered his gaze to avoid him. It was so unfair that he was now completely naked in front of him, but his emotions were ignited once again.

 

“Um, your hand.”

 

“Do you like my hands, little dragon?”

 

The one who surrendered could not resist, could not deny how much he liked the touch of the police officer's hand. It was completely different from his own.

 

“Yah, don't say that.”

 

"But yours is too hard to hold." 

 

Oh, what's wrong with my little brother? I want to crawl out of the bathroom and get it over with.

 

The little dragon's hand widened violently, and it seemed as if someone wanted to tease it, stopping its movements for a moment before using his thumb to knead the tip, which had a split hole.

 

"What are you doing, Inspector?"

 

“The little dragon is cute.”

 

Cute like the owner.

 

A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The police lieutenant's gaze scanned the person before him without hesitation. This man was quite a hidden figure. His skin was as white and smooth as milk, and his waist was slender and well-proportioned. Although he didn't have large breasts, his face was soft and flushed from shyness, making the sight in front of him even more alluring, too much to ignore. 

 

“What are you looking at, Inspector?”

 

“I just want to see what you look like when you’re not wearing your uniform.”

 

"That crazy officer!"

 

“You are beautiful. You are more beautiful than those women.”

 

The dragon was starting to get fed up with the teasing person and was about to push him away, but he was teased again with a big palm.

 

"Sa Inspector"

 

“Does making that face make you feel nervous, wife?”

 

“Ah, so thrilling.”

 

The hand that had stopped moving resumed its work. The dragon's heart beat faster and faster again. The shaft was slowly kneaded until it was slick, and the force was increased, sliding up and down as desired.

 

A tingling sensation spread throughout his body. His white body began to limp. His chest heaved with rapid, laboured breaths, as if he was about to reach his dream.

 

“Can you hurry up, please?”

 

“Little Dragon is almost done?”

 

“Ah, um, yes.”

 

“You try to be nice to me. Maybe I’ll be nice.”

 

"Sergeant!" That cunning man. 

 

The light brown eyes glared clearly, but the body at this moment had little choice, both the discomfort that had moved to the tip and the heart that was swelling.

 

“Brother Thiar... Can you hurry up and give the dragon a little?”

 

“What did you say?”

 

"Brother Thiar, please."

 

With the sweet words of calling each other "brother" and the face that is so begging beyond belief, who wouldn't give in?

 

A feeling struck Thiartha's heart. He himself could not take it anymore. His body felt a tight ache under his jeans. The material was good, but he would be a good husband to his wife.

 

“Are you satisfied with how fast it is, Tsu?”

 

Thiartha spoke sweetly, satisfied with his wife's reaction. But suddenly, the words he had asked on the way back popped into his head.

 

If you try kissing a dragon?

 

Faster than thought was action. The hand that was holding the smooth thighs lifted to pull the nape of his wife's neck closer without any hesitation and pressed his thin lips against the small lips.

 

Soft, so soft.

 

The desire to possess it grew. The tongue slowly opened the mouth of the almost powerless person. Before entering to explore the sweetness, it secretly sucked and pulled the lower lip slightly. As if someone was being intoxicated, Thiartha pressed his kiss even closer. The taste in his mouth was being explored. The sweetness spread beyond belief. It was better than anything he had ever tasted.

 

The young police officer still kissed without stopping, with his lower hand doing its job very well before he asked the question. “If we kissed, would you feel good, dragon?”

 

The dragon's feelings right now are unknown, but Thiartha's are.

 

That....

 

It felt really good.