Chapter 33

Hu Yetao moved his hands to the utmost of Oscar's thighs and then slowly slid them upwards over his black trousers, the warmth of Oscar's skin seeping through to his hands. His fingers dragged over the black leather belt before touching upon the deep blue shirt that was neatly tucked into the waistband of his trousers. Hu Yetao glanced up with an intense smile as he carefully untucked Oscar's shirt, his fingertips lightly skimming over bits of the exposed skin, and then started on the shiny row of shirt buttons.

Oscar's breathing faltered at the contact and his eyes fell closed as he tipped his head back.

He made such an arousing picture that Hu Yetao was suddenly in no mood to take things slow. He unbuttoned the top button and then dropped his hands to slide eager palms up over Oscar's flat abdomen to his chest and then outwards to push the shirt open, revealing more delicious pale skin to Hu Yetao's eager eyes. Oscar didn't have any scars but there was a smattering of freckles and a tempting trail of hair that only served to enhance his mate's masculine appeal.

Hu Yetao pushed the shirt off of Oscar's shoulders and let it flutter to the ground before reaching for the hem of his jumper and roughly pulling it over his head as he dumped the lot onto the floor.

Even without his glasses, he could see Oscar's responding smirk. Hu Yetao scooted back on the bed and lay down, staring back at his mate in invitation.

Oscar made a rough sound deep in his throat before climbing onto the bed and crawling forward to hover over Hu Yetao's prone body. Hu Yetao hurriedly reached up to pull Oscar down on top of him, curling his arms around his warm torso and dragging him in for a deep kiss.

He nearly sighed at the release of tension that simple act caused; his whole focus now on pleasure and touch and taste instead of frazzled nerves and explosive tempers.

Oscar's firm body rested perfectly in between his parted legs and he arched up into the wonderful weight against his groin. He moaned into Oscar's mouth, tongue stroking deeply, rolling his hips up into a hardness that matched his own; his cock achingly full within his trousers. Oscar's naked torso felt brilliant against his own; muscles shifting underneath warm, soft skin as he kissed Hu Yetao back, moving his hips down into each of the upward rolls.

"What do you want?" Oscar asked as he pulled back and scanned Hu Yetao's face intently.

Hu Yetao's eyes opened. "All of it - everything."

Oscar made a noise that was part whimper and part breathless moan, the sound going straight to Hu Yetao's prick and causing him to firmly thrust upwards, once. Oscar quickly knelt up, knees straddling Hu Yetao's legs, and began to unbuckle Hu Yetao's belt and then unzip his trousers, the ones Oscar himself had painstakingly picked out for Hu Yetao to wear to the Board meeting. He made quick work of pulling them off and tossing them to the floor.

Oscar leaned down to nuzzle his face into Hu Yetao's pants, lingering over the damp spot from Hu Yetao's leaking erection. He inhaled his mate's sweet vanilla scent deeply with a slight moan and kissed the tip of his clothed erection before slipping his fingers into the waistband and pulling them down and off, the discarded pants now joining the rest of the wad on the floor.

Hu Yetao had been watching with rapt attention and once Oscar had divested him of every stitch of clothing he had on, he quickly sat up and reached for Oscar's belt. Oscar knelt up and Hu Yetao pressed a tender kiss to Oscar's stomach, right over the trail of blond hair leading down into his trousers, the cinnamon scent of his mate's arousal evident even through his clothing. The smell seemed to surge through Hu Yetao's body almost like euphoria, causing his body to hum and ache with need.

Hu Yetao lowered the zip and then pushed everything down to pool around Oscar's knees. He looked at the long, curved erection standing stiffly in front of him and flicked his gaze up to Oscar's expectant face before returning to stare at Oscar's flushed cock, licking his lips in anticipation, heart pounding.

He leaned forward and licked upwards from the base of his mate's shaft, all the way up until he hit the head, and then wrapped his lips around it and sucked greedily, the salty tang bursting onto his tongue, causing his mouth to water.

Oscar's hands quickly moved to Hu Yetao's head, fingers sliding through the thick strands and gripping tightly as he moaned.

His mate's reaction spurred Hu Yetao on and reassured him that he wasn't completely useless at this. He'd never done this before so he knew he would have to learn as he went, guided by Oscar's responses as well as what he knew he liked.

Hu Yetao's hands moved around to knead the soft flesh of Oscar's rounded ass as his mate thrust shallowly into his mouth in tiny pulses, clearly trying to hold back so that he didn't choke him. Hu Yetao hummed around Oscar's cock as he stroked the base with his right hand and moved his mouth up and down as far as he could, firmly tonguing the underside on each upward slide, the stiff shaft quickly becoming wet with saliva and aiding the smooth glide of Hu Yetao's movements.

Oscar's breathing had sped up and turned shallow, fingers tensing and releasing in Hu Yetao's hair like a cat kneading its claws. He bit off a moan and suddenly pulled back, holding Hu Yetao's head firmly away from his flushed prick.

"That was close," he gasped weakly, eyes still closed in concentration.

Hu Yetao smiled smugly and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he watched his mate take a moment to compose himself. Oscar finally opened sharp, brown eyes that quickly and intently zeroed in on Hu Yetao. Hu Yetao felt his mouth go dry at the expression on his mate's face; it was all arousal and fierce possession, and his cock twitched in response.

Oscar's full lips quirked with the tiniest hint of a smirk before he stood and removed the rest of his clothing, penetrating gaze still on Hu Yetao as he squirmed expectantly.

"You haven't done this before have you?" Oscar asked quietly as he removed his wand from his discarded trousers.

Hu Yetao shook his head, swallowing. "H-have you?"

Oscar smiled a little as he crawled back over him, wand in hand. "I've had one or two practice sessions, most Alphas do." His eyes tracked Hu Yetao's captivated expression. "I don't want to hurt you."

Hu Yetao smiled and laid his head back on the pillow. "You won't."

Hu Yetao could see just how much his words, and the implied trust they carried, had affected his mate. Especially after everything they'd been through that night.

Hu Yetao's expression softened. "What's this for then?" he asked, meaning to distract his mate as he touched a finger to Oscar's wand.

Oscar blinked shiny brown eyes and then his playful smirk swiftly returned. "For this," he replied, raising his wand and whispering a few quiet words.

Hu Yetao watched, fascinated, as a healthy dollop of thick, clear liquid formed in Oscar's cupped hand. "Ah... a lubricant spell."

"And your new best friend Taotao."

Hu Yetao grinned and then promptly gasped as Oscar dipped one lube-covered finger to trace down the crack of his ass. "That's cold," he complained. Despite his grousing, Hu Yetao parted his legs to give his mate easier access. Hu Yetao emitted another gasp – for entirely different reasons – when Oscar's slick finger gently circled his hole.

"Feel good?" Oscar asked with a knowing look.

"Yes," Hu Yetao gulped as Oscar's finger continued to stroke up and down and then circle the rim.

"More?"

Hu Yetao quickly nodded and then arched his neck, clutching onto the bedclothes beneath him as Oscar's finger gently pushed its way inside his body. "Fuck..." he gasped as the pleasure washed over him, his cock leaking copiously onto his stomach.

Oscar pushed his finger in and out, slowly, stretching and rotating as carefully and thoroughly as he could, then adding a second finger and gently repeating.

Hu Yetao was a mess; feet flat on the bed as he pushed into the brilliant pumping of those long fingers, blankets fisted in taut hands and eyes clenched shut in pure bliss. The addition of a third finger didn't even faze him as he lost himself in the heady fog of pleasure.

"Fuck... baby, you look so good…" Oscar uttered, his voice low, nearly gravelly with arousal.

"I... I'm not going to last if you keep doing that," Hu Yetao cautioned, eyes still closed. "Please..."

Oscar obviously didn't need telling twice as he instantly withdrew his fingers.

Hu Yetao opened his eyes and raised his head off of the pillow to watch as Oscar used the rest of the lube to coat his member which was bobbing rigidly in front of him. Hu Yetao had to swallow and nearly look away. He was already on the edge of losing it completely, his entire body strung tight and humming with tingly anticipation and aching with need. His body's demand for this to happen was outweighing any anxiety or hesitation.

He blinked and came back to himself as Oscar gently guided him to turn over onto his hands and knees.

"It's easier this way for the first time," Oscar murmured into his ear as he curled his body over Hu Yetao's, his slickened erection sliding tantalizingly between Hu Yetao's ass cheeks.