<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/04/FengBao.jpg)</div><br/>Feng's gaze stayed on Tai while the slave whispered of the tricks of pleasure he could do with his mouth in his sweet, lyrical voice. His breath hitched when the youth's lips brushed the curve of his ear, his eyes not moving from the emperor as the royal slave murmured temptation and perfect sin. Feng could hear his heartbeat, feel the muscle bump his breastbone, the heat of blood rushing between his legs and making his manhood twitch and begin to swell. Ethan's slow touch made it impossible to think beyond the here and now, where there was only the slave's seductive suggestions and touch, and Tai's heated gaze.<br/><br/>He forced his breathing to slow and shut his eyes so he didn't have to look at his friend while the boy's topic switched to something Feng was less familiar with but still made his body coil and burn with desire. His hands came to rest on Ethan's hips, and he tilted his head so their foreheads touched instead of their lips. His eyes opened, the look in them one of hunger and anger - though a moment later his emotions were hidden again. His hands tightened slightly as he looking into the boy's blue eyes.<br/><br/>"After such bragging, how could I possibly refuse." It wasn't a yes and his tone held the stinging poison of malice, but the silk he wore didn't hide the eager response of his body. His face softened and he let out a slow sigh, dispelling his irritation over his own reactions and Ethan's natural ability at drawing them out. He released his grip on the boy and nodded at Tai. "Go back to your master, pet. You always had a wonderful way of training your toys, Tai. How is it that I always wind up monopolising you at these soirées? Not that I'm complaining, but to neglect your guests all in the name of a years old bet..."<br/>