Mr. Yetao,
Thank you for your prompt response to my numerous questions. I fear the minute details of this party are occupying my time more than is sensible or practical, and perhaps causing you to feel apprehensive in a way that you needn't be. I have little to occupy my time these days and have not hosted a festive gathering at the Manor in quite a long while, so I may be getting a little carried away. Do not trouble yourself Mr. Yetao with thoughts of not fitting in or making an error in decorum; only close friends shall be in attendance, so please put your mind at ease.
It shall be a wonderful evening in which to celebrate your imminent bonding with my son. Xiaocheng and I are both looking forward to it immensely.
Sincerely,
Shui Xian Wang
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"Yeah right." Hu Yetao snorted derisively, folding the letter in half and then feeding the large elegant eagle owl a treat before it took off through the window of their room.
"She doesn't even mention me," Oscar scoffed incredulously as he stepped back, having read the letter over Hu Yetao's shoulder.
"We both answered her inane questions about food and color schemes."
Hu Yetao chuckled. "Don't pretend you don't care about that stuff Oscar, you were much more endowed in those answers than I was."
Oscar smirked as he sat on the end of their bed and leaned back on his hands. "So, how many letters is that this week?"
Hu Yetao slid the letter onto their large desk situated under the window before turning to his mate with a grin. "Two a day," he said, taking a seat in the desk chair and propping his chin on the chair back, facing Oscar. "You know, I do believe she's beginning to like me."
Oscar laughed. "If there's one good thing to come out of all this party nonsense, it's that my mother is getting to know you a bit better."
Hu Yetao hid a pleased grin in the crook of his elbow. Truth be told, he was quite enjoying his owl post correspondence with Shui Xian, it seemed she had taken her role as mother-in-law to heart and was trying to make him feel included and comfortable. Some of her letters even included little Omega tips, which were quite insightful, even If Oscar did snicker and dismiss them as rubbish. Because of her letters, Hu Yetao also found he wasn't dreading the party quite so much.
Hu Yetao sighed and his smile faded as he remembered that his only two guests weren't invited any longer. He looked at Oscar. "What am I supposed to do about Zhang Xinyao and Jing Long? I can't stay cross with them forever, and Zhang Xinyao didn't even technically do anything wrong."
Oscar breathed out through his nose and Hu Yetao knew he was trying to control the anger that was still simmering just below the surface at what Jing Long had done that night at the pub.
"You do agree that not inviting them is the right thing to do though, right?" he finally replied evenly. "Having a suspicious Jing Long wandering around the Manor amongst a few others of my kind would be a disaster waiting to happen."
Hu Yetao nodded. "Yeah, I agree. I just… I just know that he had good intentions at heart when he did what he did. The three of us have always watched out for each other, ever since the first year. He's just a bit…"
"Ruthless?" Oscar supplied with a sneer. "Meddlesome?"
Hu Yetao frowned in reproach then stood and walked over to his mate, grasping his chin in one hand and forcing his gaze up. "No - concerned," he corrected.
Oscar narrowed his eyes then grabbed Hu Yetao's wrist and tugged him so that he fell forward onto his lap.
Hu Yetao couldn't help but smile grudgingly as he settled himself over his mate, straddling his lap and sliding his hands around Oscar's neck. He sat back and looked into Oscar's eyes. "Zhang Xinyao would still be coming to the party if he hadn't drunkenly snogged Jing Long that same night," he said, disappointed about the timing of his two best friends finally getting together. "Now he feels as though he has to choose his side just because they're dating."
Oscar snorted lightly. "Good luck to him."
Hu Yetao glared half-heartedly and Oscar sighed, sliding his hands around from Hu Yetao's hips to cup his backside and firmly pull him up against him. Hu Yetao grunted in surprise but didn't move, feeling his cock thicken in his pants when he felt that his mate was already aroused beneath him.
"I promise not to hold a grudge against Jing Long - if he promises to take a step back and let you live your life without interfering. He has to acknowledge that you have me to look after you now and that you're in good hands," Oscar stated with a smirk, brow arched, undulating his hips against Hu Yetao in slumberous little rolls that were causing Hu Yetao's breath to hitch in his throat, despite his best intentions. "If there was something of great importance which you wished to discuss with him, then he needs to learn to wait for you to approach him instead of just jumping to conclusions."
"O-okay," Hu Yetao replied, embarrassed by the breathless quality of his voice but unable to control it as he pushed his hips forward, sparks of pleasure rocketing through his now fully hard cock. "That's… all I can ask for…"
Oscar smiled with satisfaction as Hu Yetao's eyes closed and his head tipped back, losing himself in the repetitive rocking motion.
"We're… going to be late…" Hu Yetao murmured, not sounding in the least concerned, but merely pointing out the fact that afternoon classes would be starting soon.
"This won't take long," Oscar replied. He wrapped an arm around Hu Yetao's lower back and pulled him with him as he fell backward onto the bed, Hu Yetao still settling his strong thighs and pressing the length of his erection more firmly against Oscar's.
Hu Yetao placed his hands on the bed on either side of his mate and ground down with a quiet moan. Every lunch this past week they'd spent together in their private rooms and, without fail, every time it had eventually dissolved into some sort of sexual activity.
Hu Yetao wasn't about to complain though; it was a brilliant way to spend their mid-day break. He only hoped it wasn't too obvious to his classmates or professors when he showed up to his post-lunch classes glowing and relaxed.
"Don't stop," Oscar panted, gripping Hu Yetao's hips hard and encouraging his rutting motions.
"No…" Hu Yetao agreed in return, gasping, beginning to feel feverish with the sudden and desperate need to cum; to shoot his seed in his pants along with his mate, without even taking off their clothes. He wanted it to be quick and dirty; he was hot with the thought of it. "So close…" he gasped before leaning forward and kissing Oscar, hips frotting at a frantic pace as his tongue delved inside his mate's mouth.
Oscar moaned into the kiss, opening his mouth and allowing his mate to take what he needed; to plunder his mouth in an almost punishing fashion as they thrust and gasped and moaned their combined pleasure.