Sex in this chapter.

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Mikhail could not hide how excited and simultaneously nervous he was. He looked at his pristine image in his full length mirror once more and gauged his appearance. He looked good, if he was being honest with himself. He wasn't overly dressed, just a nice, white dress shirt and striped gray pants with comfortable black evening shoes. He smelled his armpits, making sure his cologne nor roll on were too strong because the last thing he wanted was for the night to end prematurely due to Feilong having sinus attacks, allergies or any other hindrance of the sort that would ruin the night.

Work had ended at five, and now at 7:30pm he had shaved, underarm hairs as well as facial so he could be all smooth for his Feilong. He didn't know if the beautiful dragon like stubbles or five o'clock shadows but he had none, and he didn't want to find out.

"Alright you sexy, handsome, devil….go get your man," Mikhail teased his image. He winked at himself with much confidence before heading out to his car and driving away.

******MikxFei******

The drive lasted about fifteen minutes, and when Mikhail pulled up to Feilong's gateway, it was with a swagger that screamed 'Jackpot!'. He was calm and collected when he stepped out of his car and activated the alarm, but inside he was a whirlwind of excitement, anticipation and enthusiasm. He walked up to the gates, opened it then stepped inside.

There was lush green grass and hibiscus covering both sides of the front yard and a few trees scattered around the edge of the property. He was so busy taking in his surroundings he didn't realize Feilong was standing on the front porch, in a robe…with one very sexy leg exposed while propped up on the low stone banister that outlined the porch.

His heart wanted to beat out of his chest while he felt the drool slip past his lips. Feilong was such a damn tease.

"You want me? Come and get me…" Feilong whispered softly before turning around and sauntering back into his house. He left the door wide open in invitation and Mikhail could just die right there. He took the first step, intent on getting inside the house and ultimately inside his beautiful dragon when a growl reached his ears, breaking him out of his trance.

"What the hell…Rose!"

The Doberman sat on its hind legs at the foot of the steps leading up to the porch with her teeth bared in a snarl and her eyes portraying murderous intent.

Mikhail swallowed thickly.

Rose growled, barked, took one step forward and then pounced.

******MikxFei******

Feilong grinned at the distance growl and barking he heard from his most faithful companion. If Mikhail wanted his ass he would have to go through Rose, because if she didn't give him the ok, then he couldn't past the yard, now could he? And he felt most comfortable doing the deed in his own house, on his own terms, so Mikhail would have to make sure he's accepted by all occupants.

Besides, he was really expecting Mikhail to run away with his own tail between his legs. This was to be the last test to see if the man is worthy of his time. He grinned before sitting around his dresser and taking up his hair brush so he could brush his hair before going to bed, no use worrying about Mikhail when he was probably halfway to China by now.

He had to admit the man made him hot though. Lately, he's been imagining what it would be like if he gave Mikhail the benefit of the doubt and take him up on his word. What would the sex be like? Would Mikhail live up to his expectations?

But now, he was sure Rose was busy biting the other man in the ass again…

"That wasn't very nice of you, you know…"

Feilong started at that confident voice and looked in the mirror to meet Mikhail's own blue depths staring at him in slight amusement. He frowned.

"What the hell happened out there? If you've hurt my dog in any way…"

Mikhail chuckled before walking over to Feilong.

Feilong watched as Mikhail reached in his pocket for something, and he turned him around before handing it to him. He read the piece of colored plastic, it said dog biscuit.

"I know how you think, so I came prepared," Mikhail chuckled.

Feilong scoffed, "How considerate of you."

Mikhail wanted to be subtle, but he couldn't when he saw the robe had shifted to expose Feilong's sexy legs he ran one hand slowly up the smooth skin, savoring the feel and drinking in the sight of such a stimulating body. He kissed the man, hard and deep, and was pleasantly surprised when he wasn't met with any form of resistance. As a matter of fact Feilong wrapped both hands around his neck and deepened said kiss while he held him tightly around the waist. He then kissed along that smooth jaw down to the pale, creamy neck where he bit down hard, loving the soft gasp that left Feilong's lips as he tilted his head slightly to give him better leverage.

Mikhail's fingers curled tightly around that slim waist, pulling Feilong against him so he could feel how hard he was for him. He pulled the robe off before throwing it on the floor and taking a step back to admire the sexiest body he'd ever laid eyes on.

Feilong blushed. "What the hell are you staring at like that, pervert?"

He felt a little self conscious, but the tent in Mikhail's pants seemed painful and he decided he would be a tease…a very naughty tease.

"Come here…"

Mikhail almost come in his pants at the come hither look Feilong gave him and like a mindless minion he took slow painful steps towards the object of his desires.

Feilong grabbed the man by the hem of his shirt and pulled him towards himself when he was within arms reach. He looked up at Mikhail with lustrous eyes before using a hand to palm the stiff erection in his face.

"Why don't I…free this for you?"

Mikhail could feel every jolt and jump of his aching cock as Feilong pulled down his zipper with his teeth. That mane of hair fanned out around the man's upper body and he ran a hand through it in awe and veneration.

Feilong freed Mikhail's erection and smiled at the length and girth; just the right amount for his tastes.

"S…suck it…" Mikhail begged in a voice broken with want, lust and need. Those dark eyes looked up at him with a ferocity rivaling a real dragon and when those smaller lips locked around the base, he had to will himself to stay on his feet.

He was delirious in his ecstasy and was about to die a very happy man.

"Fuck…!" Mikhail shouted as he panted, Feilong's mouth was resilient and the man kept sucking him off like he didn't need to breathe, as if in the grander scheme of things all Feilong wanted was for him to come.

"Stop…" Mikhail moaned. If Feilong didn't ease up he would be drinking his seed, so he placed both hands gently on the side of the other man's head and pulled his mouth off his dick. That pretty little pink tongue darted out to lick the precome from the head and it was more than Mikhail could handle; Feilong was more beautiful than any woman or man he'd ever laid eyes on.

Feilong didn't complain when Mikhail grabbed him roughly by the arm and pulled him up before shoving him on his bed. He acted shy and innocent before widening his legs to expose his own rock hard cock to the other man's view.

Feilong raised one eyebrow teasingly at the drooling man. "I think you should return the favor?"

"You sexy little nymph…" Mikhail growled before he hurried out of his clothes, then he nestled his face between the man's legs and sniffed…yes, he sniffed Feilong's crotch and it smelled better than the finest spices.

Feilong threw his head back and moaned when Mikhail swallowed him whole. The man was being rough about it, sucking him hard and fast and damn if he didn't enjoy it. He bent one knee and put the foot on Mikhail's shoulder before thrusting into the man's face in ecstasy while those strong hands grabbed his hips.

"Sh…shit…Mikhail…" Feilong moaned and Mikhail sucked with renewed vigor, Feilong just didn't know what it did to him to have his name spoken with such sexy reverence the God's must be jealous. "Ah!"

Feilong tossed in his unbidden lust and Mikhail reached up to pinch one of those rosy nipples on the other man's chest, which caused him to buck harder. His other hand's index finger was shallowly poking at Feilong twitching hole, playing with it until he slowly eased his finger inside. The one finger thrusted in and out of Feilong's body while his mouth did it's best to bring the man utmost pleasure. After a few minutes he allowed the hardened flesh to slip out of his mouth before he climbed up and kissed Feilong full on the lips, he didn't want him to come yet just from a blow job.

"I want to fuck you so hard…Feilong," Mikhail grunted after the kiss while trailing his tongue down the man's neck.

Feilong couldn't hold back his excitement; Mikhail just might be the best lay he'd had in a long ass while. He'd bend over others and had allowed a few others to bend over him, but most left him feeling unsatisfied or displeased in some way; something always missing. He had his standards and was a very hard man to please.

Mikhail's warm breath and hot tongue left frantic kisses, licks and bites all over his heated body. He ran a hand through that soft golden hair as Mikhail placed a kiss at the tip of his cockhead. The man then flipped him over and made him get on all fours in the doggy position, but instead of climbing him Mikhail got lower and he almost collapsed when Mikhail widened his ass cheeks and used his tongue.

It was the best feeling ever.

He moaned; God he moaned like a bitch and he wondered if it was just Mikhail, because this wasn't anything new and he'd never felt anything good about the act before; wet, sloppy tongues from men that was all talk and no action left a bad taste in his mouth…he vaguely wondered how he tasted in Mikhail's mouth.

Judging by the man's enthusiasm he was sure he tasted good, maybe like delicious pot stickers or meat buns.

Mikhail tended to spend lots of time on things Feilong seemed to like done to him, like licking whipped cream from both nipples, his cockhead…his ass. Feilong provided the ingredients and he greedily ate up his Fei-buffet. Now he was pouring melted chocolate into the man's navel and licking it clean; he'd found himself using his tongue a lot this evening, not that he minded.

"You're kinky, you know that?" Mikhail whispered sinfully into Feilong's ear while he knelt over him, kissing said ear. The lobe had splotches of chocolate and melted whipped cream on it, just like the rest of Feilong's body.

"You're going to wash my hair later," Feilong answered in a lustful voice.

Mikhail smiled before running his fingers through such amazing hair one more time, ignoring the few knots caused by the sweet, sticky concoctions they've been playing around with recently.

Their cocks strained against each other, they were too hard for their liking but they controlled it, because the foreplay made the main course all the much sweeter and they enjoyed exploring each other's body.

Feilong's dark, sensuous eyes met Mikhail's blue mesmeric ones and it was as if they silently agreed it was time.

Mikhail shifted from his near straddling position, nudging Feilong's legs apart in the process and the man complied. Feilong wasn't eager per se, but the look in his eyes told him this was his chance to prove himself, to be worthy of the reputation in bed like a knight at the round table and if he blew it he was screwed.

The blond pushed both Feilong's slim legs so his knees were almost touching his chest and he didn't break eye contact with the man, even when he was lining himself up with his entrance.

Feilong waited with bated breath. For all his eagerness Mikhail was very gentle, like a lover would be.

"I love you."

Feilong's ass burned with the slowly widening intrusion. "What?"

Mikhail reiterated with much conviction. "I said I love you."

A few more inches up his backside and Feilong asked slowly, "Why?"

Mikhail's eyes softened. "Because you're everything I want in a man and more."

Feilong's eyes widened before he turned his head to the side, grabbed the sheets with both hands and gasped; his prostate was hit.

I don't know what I think right now, but I don't hate you, that's for sure.

"Practice what you preach," Feilong breathed.

"Gladly," Mikhail smiled before pulling the man up so he was sitting on his legs with himself still buried inside.

They kissed and Feilong moved and Mikhail just gave himself, heart and soul over to the man before him. Right now he felt like everything was right with the world and he could die a happy man.

An hour later they both came, and as Mikhail laid in the sweat and come of their union he propped himself up on one hand and just watched the serene face of a sleeping Feilong. He used a hand to brush a lock of tresses that fell across the man's face away before planting a sweet good night kiss on his exposed jaw. He found it beautiful how wishes sometimes came true, and as he pulled the blanket up over them both, wrapped an arm around Feilong's waist and drift off to sleep with his nose buried in the man's hair, he wondered how long wishes last; hopefully forever.