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Getting to know his future father-in-law had been daunting but Adam had somehow come out of it on top. He had actually gotten along with the man and found himself enjoying his time at the estate. Adam had even managed to get Haoran’s blessing to marry his daughter. That didn’t mean that everything went right. Perhaps, he and Haoran had established a bit of a relationship that they should not have and yet, he couldn’t say that he necessarily regretted it and it did not change how he felt about his lover. When Falora came back from spending time with her sisters he had let her decompress, let her shower, enjoy a meal and it was when she had been sitting in bed and recounting all of the wonderful things that had happened that day that he popped the question. She said yes. And more than that; she practically dragged him into bed to reaffirm their love in a manner that had him remembering Haoran’s curiosity. Whether or not he could handle a dragon’s libido. Again he found himself in a familiar position after everything had finished. He was sitting up in bed and he looked toward the side to see his lover lying there. She didn’t have anything on but a smile on her face with her cheek nestled against the pillow as she slept peacefully. The exercise from that day hadn’t been strenuous enough to merit complaint but the sting of Falora’s claws on his shoulders certainly were. He took it as a mark of honor and as he reached to touch one of those stinging marks, he wondered if Haoran’s claws would be just as sharp. Breathing out, he slipped out of bed wearing nothing and letting himself feel blissful.

Another night exploring the house, except, this time he had a better idea of how this place was laid out and he didn’t have any clothes on. Figured that wouldn’t be a problem but that was probably in part due to the fact that he was feeling so good. Thanks to Haoran he knew that he didn’t have to go all the way to the tearoom to get a bit of fresh air and that a balcony was just a quick sliding panel away. The hallway outside of the room he and Falora were staying in had walls that were actually sliding doors that let him out onto a balcony of sorts. A chill brushed along his body but it felt nice with the soreness of the day still clinging to him, nice as it brushed along the claw marks on his back as he leaned on the wooden rails of the balcony.

“What are you doing out like this?” Came a soft voice from behind.

He turned his head to see Haoran dressed in flowing robes wandering through the opening. Even though he had already been seen nude by the old dragon, he still couldn’t help but feel his cheeks warm as he answered quietly, “Just thought I’d get some fresh air. Falora’s asleep. I popped the question. She said yes and uh—”

Haoran cleared his throat and joined him by the rails with his arms crossed, “I might have come to check on you two and heard. Worry not, I’m happy to know that you two are so passionate.” Adam was about to give a stiff thanks but winced as gentle digits touched his shoulder where Falora’s claws had been, Haoran muttering at the same time, “And I see my daughter is quite the fierce one. Does it hurt?”

Adam shrugged and brought his hand up to motion it one way and then the other as he answered, “A little bit but nothing I haven’t handled before.”

“Is that right? And aren’t you cold? Being out and so very proud.” Asked Haoran with a small smirk.

Again, he felt his cheeks warm but he chuckled, “I mean, it feels good on a sore body.”

Haoran trailed his fingers down Adam’s arm eventually grasping onto his hand while he hummed, “Well, feel free to step a bit closer to me if you need a bit of warmth. No need to be shy since we’re going to be family, after all.” He thought about denying that offer but instead, he returned the clasp of hand to hand and pressed a bit closer against the material of the man’s robes as Haoran added quietly, “My, good to see that you’ve stopped being so nervous.”

“Hard to be nervous when I’ve got nothing to fear now.” Adam said while putting an arm on the rail, “I mean. I got your blessing. Proposed to Falora. Hell, I even got tossed around like an idiot and you still thought I was somehow great. Even if you still wanted to keep on making sure I was the right guy for your daughter by tossing some more tests at me or putting me through some sort of traditional song and dance, then I think I’d be fine as long as you’re guiding me.”

The old dragon planted a gentle peck on his cheek that brought a shiver down his spine before the words came softly, “Sweet man. I’ll have plenty to show you, and plenty to ask of you on this trip. I have to make sure that you’re perfect and before you leave I’ll know every inch of you.” That quiet promise kissed his ear before Haoran leaned in to make that physical contact. Lip to ear, hand to cheek. The old dragon then drifted away while breathing out, “When next we meet I expect you to understand that I won’t be able to hold myself back for long. Goodnight, my son.”

He shuddered despite the fact that he felt so damn warm. Adam leaned over the balcony and looked up at the moon while crossing an ankle over the other. He breathed in the cool evening air and then out, repeating until the heat in his body was gone. Afterward, he headed back to the room to settle next to his fiance in bed and get to sleep. The next day came bright and early with plenty of kisses and little apologies for his battle wounds. He teased her about them as he would anytime and she whined, but they could both share a chuckle about it. She scampered off to get breakfast and say hello to her father but he stayed behind to check a few things.

From one of his packs, he pulled out a laptop and again marveled at the fact that this household had so many modern conveniences. For one thing, there were plugs that he could connect a charger to and he hadn’t expected to see any of that in a traditional home. Still nude and just a little bit sore, he got to checking on emails and other work-related things. It never hurt to see if anyone needed him urgently right now. If there was a customer that needed wiring somewhere down the line he could also schedule it himself or send it off to another contractor. Paying it forward and keeping all of his connections nice and happy.

Falora came back with breakfast in bed and something odd. Toast and eggs weren't so strange and neither was the sausage provided. Although, he couldn’t help but wonder if the protein-rich diet was a little nod to what they had been doing tonight considering the old dragon could have done something a bit more suited to his culture. No, the odd thing was that she had her phone out and was presenting him with a number.

“Sooo, daddy said that he got a proper phone sometime last year and wants to share contact information with you. What’s more, he told me a bit about what you two were up to yesterday and what you talked about. I’m so stoked with the idea of him getting out of this stuffy place and pursuing a passion!” She pushed her cheek against his while humming joyfully, “Ugh, this is going so well. Anyway, text dad when you get the chance to let him know you got his information in your phone.”

His cheek was peppered with kisses and he couldn’t help but smirk and snicker, “All right, I get it. You’re happy that I’m getting along with your dad. I’ll be sure to text him when I can sweetie. I just wanna take care of a few emails and make sure I’m not lagging behind on any work.

“Oh, you’re gonna be working today?” She said with a pout.

He took a forkful of egg and stuffed it into his mouth while shrugging a bit. Having the decency to swallow first, he then answered, “Not really. I mean, just a few emails. Maybe set up a couple of things here and there. Never hurts to have some jobs lined up.”

Falora blew out slowly but her smile remained, “Okay. I was hoping that you’d take today to relax. Maybe go out on a little hike or something. I’m going to break the news to my sisters down at the other house. I want you to promise me that you’ll relax later.”

Adam placed his hand on his chest, “I promise I won’t be a busybody all day.”

She then kissed his cheek twice more before heading off to get ready to go out. While he ate and tapped on the keys of his laptop, she showered and got all pretty for her sisters. On occasion, he’d appraise her outfit and give her all the compliments his heart could give before he received a kiss and waved her off. Left alone, he breathed out and settled back into bed to continue answering emails and doing busy-work. It wasn’t taxing. Wasn’t difficult but it was still something that he needed to do that wasn’t all that interesting. There was, however, something else he had to do right?

His phone was on the bed, the screen black but it was still sitting there. That’s right. He had Falora’s father as a contact now. Adam picked up the phone and turned on the display, flicking through it until he had the old dragon’s number there. Did Haoran even know how to use one of these things? Well, most of the facilities in the home seemed to be modernized so Haoran should have some sort of knowledge about these sorts of things, right? Leaning back, he shrugged and decided to simply send Falora’s father a text as a little break from handling emails.

“Hello. Falora gave me your number and I figured I should send you a text to let you know I got it. If you need help figuring out your phone, let me know.” He said with a smiley face here or there.

Soon enough, his phone buzzed and a message appeared prim and properly tapped out, “I almost feel insulted that you feel the need to offer your help. I promise you, I know how to use this thing and I have not allowed myself to fall behind on technology and I'm not that old, young man.”

“Sorry, sorry.” He began to type while chuckling before adding, “Maybe I could make it up to you? Falora headed off to tell her sisters the good news so I’m free for whatever you want.”

It took a few moments but a text came back, “Get ready and dressed and I’ll be there soon then. Let’s bond.”

That was it. Somehow, the words made him shudder. Part of him still wanted to set a few boundaries with their relationship. Oral and handjobs were one thing but would he take the final step? Would kisses be something he’d have to worry about? He wasn’t sure but he wouldn't worry about that right now. Instead, he shut his laptop and set his phone aside to get up and go take a shower. This time he decided to get dressed in something a bit more to his own style. A button-up and jeans. Nothing too fancy just in case he was going to be asked to go outside and see the gardens or something like that.

By the time he was ready, a familiar knocking was at the door. He headed on over to open the door and there Haoran stood in his usual outfit rather than the long robes he wore last night. Beautiful legs exposed. They shared a look for a second before he stepped in to embrace the old dragon first while smiling, “Good to see you.”

Haoran sighed and squeezed around his shoulders gingerly, “Good to see you too.” He then leaned back to look him in the eyes while beaming, “Now then, today should be a bit more relaxing. No exercise or lessons in martial arts. Instead, I’d like to take you to a little pavilion out in the gardens where I’ll be putting you through the most rigorous of trials.”

He raised a brow but snickered as the old dragon gave his cheek a playful pinch, “Okay, I’ll bite. What sort of trial?”

“Trying to find what tea best suits your tastes.” He said with a little smirk.

Adam cleared his throat, “Oh, uh, I mean. I didn’t think you’d try after noticing I wasn’t a big fan but I guess I can give it a go. Never was a fan of green tea.”

“Have you tried a red or black tea? Maybe something a bit more floral?” Asked the old dragon with a big smile.

“I haven’t.” He admitted.

Haoran’s touch at his cheek softened, fingers trailing through the fur as he leaned in close. He thought a kiss was about to come but instead, Haoran stopped just short of letting their lips meet as he muttered, “Then let’s see if we can’t find something that you like.”

They remained that close for a few seconds before Haoran stepped back and away nice and slow with a little smile. A kiss was too far. Right? He found that his throat was oddly dry and he could only respond by nodding. With that out of the way, the old dragon clasped his hands together and turned around to start leading him away. He followed along and was glad that they were heading outside. The cool mountain air definitely helped calm some of the heated thoughts in his head. This would be a simple little excursion to get to know each other over. Nothing having to do with their previous games so he shouldn’t expect much or get too excited. Right?

Adam was taken out through a path in the gardens hidden behind trees and various statues. There were ponds as well with lily pads and flowers resting atop them. The pavilion that they were going to was surrounded by water almost as if it were resting on the surface and again he found himself feeling so out of place as he wandered onto the stone platform. A table had been set and Haoran himself adjusted a few saucers and teacups alongside a few teapots. At the center of the pavilion, there was a small fire and Hoaran began the process of brewing him a pot of tea.

As the first pot warmed up, Haoran explained aloud, “Tea is good for the heart. There is not much of a burn, or a sudden bolstering in energy but rather a gradual delight that one can enjoy.”

He thought about that for a moment and well, he supposed he couldn’t really argue. At the same time, he muttered, “Never really could get over the taste.”

Haoran looked toward him with one eye and a small frown before clucking his tongue, “And that’s what I’m here to fix. If not now, then over time I’m sure you’ll get used to it. Coffee is just too much.”

Arms crossed on the table, he leaned forward and couldn’t help but smile as he sniffed, “So you’re telling me that if I brewed you up a nice cup of coffee with a bit of whipped cream and some cinnamon you’re tellin’ me you wouldn’t try it?”

The typically composed dragon cleared his throat, digits twitching as he answered, “I would have to kindly say that it simply isn’t to my taste.”

“But if insisted?” He asked with a raised brow.

It was as the old dragon poured the first cup of tea that he chuckled lightly, “And here I thought you were such a polite boy. Very well, one day I will go through your trial of coffee but now is the time for you to try my tea.”

He was offered a little white ceramic cup and next to it were various additives. A little pot of sugar, a tiny container of honey but he was expected to sit there while Haoran measured out each ingredient to add to the tea before it was served for him. It was explained to him that this mixture was oolong tea. The liquid itself seemed to have a bit of an amber quality to it. Not so red, nor anywhere near black but somewhere in between. He took the cup gingerly in hand and blew on it to make sure that he wouldn’t get burned.

Before he sipped, the old dragon hummed, “Now close your eyes while you drink it. Take the scent in through the nose, then out, then sip.”

Adam had already gone this far, why not? He followed through with the instructions by closing his eyes, smelling the tea, and then taking a sip. Warm, a little bit sweet but lacking the oddness he didn’t like about green tea. He wasn’t crazy about it but he didn’t hate it either. Slowly, he set the cup down and opened his eyes. Adam opened his mouth to say something when he noticed that the dragon had set out a surprise for him. A white ceramic bottle of something familiar sat between them, a bottle he had already drank from.

Haoran took the bottle in hand when he noticed it and passed his fingers along the smooth surface while smirking, “Oolong tea can be enjoyed with alcohol. I figured you wouldn’t mind.” As he held the bottle aloft, he looked toward it while only sparing Adam a sideways glance, “And should we find ourselves a bit too tipsy, then I know a quick way back to my room so we can wait it out.”

He looked at the old dragon’s expression, the way his eyes seemed to shimmer in the light. Pure mischief. Whatever thought he had of Haoran wanting to preserve the boundaries between them had been entirely wrong. He had the chance to simply say that perhaps they shouldn’t be drinking alcohol after what happened last time but instead, he set his teacup to the side and responded with a small smile, “All right. Guess if you’re offering then I shouldn’t refuse. I’d like to get to know you more, after all.”

The old dragon beamed as he poured out a cup of that dangerous liquid while he purred, “Fantastic.”

They shared a quick toast once the second cup was poured and began to drink. The journey of finding tea that he enjoyed wasn’t over just yet, though. He had to give his honest opinion on the oolong and he did while the warmth of the alcohol began to join the warmth of the tea in his gut. The combination somehow was just right and the taste was better with the next tea that was poured for him. A darker tea that had plenty of honey and sugar in it with a bit of lemon. It wasn’t traditional by any means but selected in particular because Haoran thought that he’d like it, and well, he did. After that, he took another sip of alcohol.

Finally, he felt a bit of boldness in him as he set his cup down and asked quietly, “So were you always into men, or am I your first?”

Haoran maintained his composure except for a spot of color on his cheeks as he answered, “Before I met my wife I had my fill. So I wouldn’t say that you were my first. How about you? I’ve heard that you certainly have a taste for women but have I been the only man in your life to make you hard?”

The old dragon’s words near the end there were bolder than his own and he found himself flustered by the conversation that he had started. He cleared his throat and finally managed to say, “I experimented a bit but back where I grew up it wasn’t exactly easy. I uh, grew up out in the sticks pretty much. Big family of working hounds all pitching in. We went to school, went to church, and then back to helping out at home.” Smiling a bit wistfully he looked down at the table and sniffed, "Can't say mom and dad ever approved of me spending time with other guys in the back of trucks in those sorts of ways, or much at all really."

After a bit, Haoran spoke quietly, “I see. My antics were frowned upon but never stopped simply because I had the authority to do so. I was next in line as head of the household, so when I came of age what were they going to do? Regardless, the times had already been moving past my family.” He then reached across the table to touch his resting hand gingerly, “Was it a difficult childhood?”

Damn. He didn’t expect to be getting into this sort of thing. It shouldn’t have been much of a problem but he felt a warm wash of genuine embarrassment touching him as he looked away and grimaced, “I mean, no harder than any other. My parents were uh. Well, they raised us all with good intentions. Just uh.” A gentle squeeze on his hand encouraged him on as he sighed, “Yeah, no. They were actually pretty bad. I never touched alcohol up until meeting Falora. My parents drank a bit and weren’t very pretty about it. They uh, expected us to be perfect little angels though. I didn’t mind the hard work. Didn’t mind having to go to church but there were definitely a few things that I could leave behind.”

He looked down into his cup while Haoran spoke, “Were you afraid that drinking would bring out something terrible in you?”

Adam brought up the cup while staring at the liquid and he swirled it around a bit before taking a long pull. He then set it down and breathed out, “Yeah. Thought I’d end up hurting someone, or saying something nasty but uh, I realized that drinking a bit just made me feel a bit warm, a bit nice since I didn’t take it too far.”

After a quiet few moments, Haoran brought his hand up to get his attention, the old dragon smiling at him as he spoke, “You are a wonderful companion to drink with and you’ve been thoughtful with me throughout. No doubt my daughter thinks that and much more of you. Just like I am not my father or my grandfather, you are not yours.”

There was no more in his cup and he set it down while leaning back to breathe out and steady himself. Those words were so soft in his ear and he’d told himself the same thing plenty of times but even then he found himself just a bit choked up before he managed to say, “Thanks. I appreciate the thought, I uh, really do.”

Haoran beamed, “Now then, let’s move on to the final tea that I have for you. Perhaps then, would you wish to join me inside? To lounge and rest together after such a difficult conversation?”

There were hidden intentions in those words but he didn’t mind them one bit as he brought the man’s hand to his mouth and planted a kiss atop it, “That sounds lovely.”

The final tea that they drank was one that was a bit of a challenge for him. It tasted very light and fruity with a clear and almost white color to it. The most floral of the bunch. He couldn’t help but make a face as he drank it and Haoran laughed. He smiled a bit and was thankful that the old dragon was at least getting some kind of entertainment out of it and was more thankful when he was poured a fresh cup of that alcohol. At some point, he finally had to ask what he had been drinking, and the old dragon explained that it was a beverage called baijiu. A sort made by the family with a bit of a custom kiss to it.

Now that the tea was finished, the old dragon got up and stepped around to take his arm gingerly. Time to lounge and relax, he supposed. He followed and they both took the bottle with them along with their cups before starting to walk. They traveled side by side through the gardens on a stone path heading away from the pavilion and around back to the house. It was a different route than the one they had initially taken and it led to a set of doors sidled by two statues. Haoran opened the door and stood in the entryway while looking back toward him. The man’s tail swished, the back panel on his clothing moving to outline those beautiful thighs and that round ass. This could very well be the moment of no return for him, and he followed Haoran through the threshold after draining the rest of what was in his cup.

Haoran’s personal quarters had a more modern feel than he was expecting. There were two levels to it. A lower half complete with a large bed sitting in front of a screen, and an upper level that had a set of bookcases. Haoran took his arm as he got out of his shoes to lead him toward the bed. The bottle was set on a nightstand and their cups were filled again before the old dragon took a seat on the edge. He didn’t sit down just yet as he found himself walking around to really take in the fact that he was in the old dragon’s room.

“Were you expecting something a bit different?” Asked Haoran with a chuckle.

He looked toward the lounging dragon and rubbed the back of his head, “Well, a little bit. Didn’t expect the screen. Did you do a lot of renovating?”

“Yes. I thought it would be nice to modernize the home once I took over and many changes needed to be made.” Answered Haoran.

Oddly enough, he felt a bit fidgety. He couldn’t quite meet the old dragon’s gaze either. Almost like he was on a first date. Recognizing how squirmy he was being made him feel like a fool and he decided to just take a seat next to Haoran and breathe out, “I noticed the books on the second floor there. More of your personal collection?”

Haoran beamed and placed a hand on his chest, “In a manner of speaking, yes. Those shelves are filled with my text. Musings, ideas, and more. Falora took up the brush to draw but I was always a soul that loved written words.”

He blinked and asked quietly, “Can I see?”

Color touched the old dragon’s cheeks as he tapped the rim of his cup and cleared his throat, “Well, maybe another time. You can’t just ask me to show you something so private!”

“Oh? And what did you plan on showing me then? What did you plan on doing with me on this bed?” He asked as he felt a sudden surge of warmth urging this line of thought.

Haoran’s cheeks turned a brighter shade and he leaned over to set his cup down. He offered his own cup and Haoran did the same with it before touching his hand to begin, “I couldn’t stop thinking of your touch last night. I thought that I would be able to sate myself with a little flirting but the temptation is too strong.” His voice then grew more heated as he brought Adam’s hand to his thigh while he continued, “Your finger inside of me, toying with me, toying with my mind. Making me feel so beautiful as you stroked me, as you pleasured me. To think, my daughter would be marrying a man that I would find myself yearning for. Deny me if you wish, but I simply had to express my desire, my need for a taste of you again.”

He had been holding himself back thinking that the old dragon would want some level of normalcy and now, hearing all of that had shattered that preconception. Adam moved his touch from the old dragon’s thigh to bring the man’s hand to his mouth to plant kisses along the top, his eyes closed as he did so. He then let his lips press to Haoran’s shoulder before trailing to the bare neck where he felt the old dragon shiver. Adam kept this pace, kept kissing those lovely scales over and over again. At the same time, he reached up to grab the man’s cheeks, thumbs making small circles there before he leaned up to let their eyes meet. Their mouths were inches apart, breaths away. Just a little bit more and he would take it to the point of no return. The alcohol kept his nerves at bay, kept him from feeling too concerned, and the old dragon’s words circled his head like a spell before tightening around his neck pulling him close to seal their lips together.

“Fuck, yes.” He said quietly between their lips before continuing the kiss in earnest.

The noise the old dragon made was a moan, his hands touching Adam’s chest as if he would try to push him away but instead tensed to cling. Their tongues met, the heat growing between them as they continued this depraved connection of lips. When their mouths parted it was to let Haoran breathe but Adam needed more so he forced their mouths together again. Tongue to tongue, drool mixing together as their mouths melded as one. The taste was sweet and warm with hints of something floral there from all of their time with tea and alcohol.

When he pulled his mouth away, their lips were connected by a thin line of spittle that broke apart as Haoran breathed out, “You absolute beast. I thought you would surely reject me, or at least beg for something more innocent. I would have settled for a simple touch, a simple grinding, and yet, you’re going to breed me. Aren’t you?”

He thought about that for a second, hands drifting away from the old dragon’s cheeks as he settled down. Instead of replying, he simply said quietly, “Get up and strip for me.”

The old dragon shuddered but got up to obey. His clothes were easily peeled away revealing what he wanted to see. Haoran had even turned away to give him the perfect view. Strong back with rounded hips and thighs, legs that were waiting for his touch along with a heavy tail that ended in a twist around one of the old dragon’s ankles. His own fingers began to tug the buttons off of his shirt, his mind entirely absorbed in the moment now as he found himself wanting nothing more than to fuck this beautiful dragon. Adam got up while shrugging off his shirt, his hands then moving to grab onto the old dragon’s hips to bring him close. His crotch pressed against that lovely rear, Haoran shivering as he leaned against Adam’s touch.

“The other side of the bed has a nightstand with what we need in it if you really mean to do this.” Haoran said quietly.

“Do you think that I’m not going to do this?” He asked while peppering the man’s neck with kisses.

Haoran breathed out while shivering, “I don’t know what you’re planning, young beast.”

He grabbed the man by the wrist and pulled him back onto the bed, pushing him by the chest to force him onto his back. Haoran stared at him for a few moments before yelping as his ankles were grabbed, as his legs were drawn up nice and high. The old dragon’s body was exposed perfectly like this. Fat tail hanging off of the bed, rear, and balls exposed. His fingers moved down to grab onto those lovely thighs, squeezing firmly before trailing lower to the rear to spread. He could finally get a closer look at the old dragon’s rear. Taint and balls kissed by hints of silver fur, rear as well with a dark color winking at him. There were beads of sweat here and there. He planted his nose against the man’s taint, his tongue slipping out to lap up to the balls before going back down to the rear. His thumbs kept the old dragon’s ass nice and spread, his tongue dipping against that puckered hole before sliding on in just a bit. He then pressed a kiss against that spot keeping his mouth rooted there for a few seconds while the dragon uttered such lovely moans.

“You’re seriously giving me this type of kiss? You would be better off simply using me like a toy and discarding me afterward.” Moaned the old dragon before purring, “If you keep this up I’ll grow addicted, I’ll fall in love.”

The threat of those words sent a shiver down his spine as he kept the kiss going, as he dipped his tongue in deep while massaging the old dragon’s rear. Everything was beautiful about this man’s ass and he wanted more. The taste. The scent of soap and sweat mixing together. The feeling of those warm balls above his snout waiting for his attention as well. His tongue slipped free to drag up along the taint and then to the balls, his maw slipping over each to suckle before he pulled back with a wet pop that had strings of spittle clinging to each of those heavy orbs.

He could probably stay there for hours lapping away at the man’s balls, taint, and ass but there were so many other things to do. Slowly, he pulled away to start getting out of his pants. The old dragon lowered his legs and watched, arousal throbbing in the air, tail flicking from side to side. Adam got out of his pants to finally let his cock breathe. With that, he could feel his decision solidifying, his betrayal hounding his steps as he moved around the bed to where the old dragon had directed him. A nightstand with a drawer awaited him and he opened it to find a few bottles sitting there. He picked one with clear and viscous fluid flowing through it and held it up to the light to make sure it was the right one.

“There are condoms in there too.” Haoran said while meeting his gaze.

Adam kept that gaze for a second before leaning over to pluck a condom out of the drawer. He then returned to the old dragon while tearing open the wrapper with his teeth. As he slipped the latex over his shaft, he breathed out, “Show me where you want it.”

The old dragon brought his legs up and crossed at the ankles, toes curled inward while his hands grabbed onto his plush rear to spread it apart as he breathed out, “Right here, you mutt. Fuck me and take that final step. Fuck me and empty all your lust for me.”

He growled as he flicked open the lube with the claw of his thumb. A healthy amount was poured onto his covered shaft before he got some onto that presented asshole. Adam dipped two fingers inside of the old dragon’s rear, dipping them deep before twisting them around. Haoran moaned already, insides tightening even as Adam forced them to spread even further with a third digit. Part of him wanted to take his time with this, to really enjoy what he was hearing from those lovely lips but he was also desperate to get in there himself. He could feel his own throbbing as if his cock was begging for him to dip in there, and so he focused on stretching that rear, on coating the old dragon’s insides with as much lube as possible before he slipped his fingers out.

His chest was rising and falling, his breathing growing rapid now as the excitement of this lust bubbled through him. He grabbed onto his cock and pushed the base against that inviting hole, his mouth moving to plant a kiss against the old dragon’s ankle as he slowly started to push forward. Adam felt that plush ass open up for him, felt the tip of his dick dip inside of the shallows, and could not help but thrust forward. Half of his cock was buried inside that lovely rear, his mouth parting to utter a groan while Haoran cried out in utter delight. His hips jerked forward again and again, shoving more of his cock inside until he found that his balls were resting on the dragon’s tail.

Taking a moment to rest and feel that lovely heat around his cock, he grabbed the old dragon’s legs by the ankles to spread them while breathing out, “You were preparing yourself for this, weren’t you?”

The old dragon’s cheeks were flushed, his eyes fluttering as he purred, “Since my daughter first told me about you I wondered how it would be to be claimed by such a wild hound. How could I not toy with my ass fantasizing about this very moment?”

He growled as he started to move, as he moved his hands to grab the old dragon’s hips to drag him toward his thrusting. Each push had him going just a bit faster, each movement of his hips brought him in deeper and harder as he leaned down to bite the old dragon’s shoulder. His fangs sunk in and Haoran let out a hiss before groaning aloud, claws moving to dig into his back. Those claws grazed through the fur before hooking in, and pulling him closer as he pounded inside of that tight ass. Every thrust brought his balls onto the man’s tail earning him a percussive beat that urged him to go harder, to pound in faster. He could feel those lovely claws leaving their mark, could feel the old dragon’s desire in the way he pulled at his fur and dug into his skin. There was no way that he couldn’t feel wanted with this, no way that he couldn’t feel that lust. He was a bastard for this, a terrible man but he couldn’t help but be a wild hound in rut.

Adam pulled his mouth off of the old dragon’s shoulder to push up just enough to look down and into Haoran’s eyes. He drank in the expression of a whore being fucked, of a royal slut being given what he wanted. A crooked smile touched by drool, a knowing smirk that was soon flashed toward him. Strong legs hooked around his body to bring him closer as if telling him not to stop, not to take it easy so soon and so he kept on pounding while leaning down to kiss the old dragon’s throat. Haoran groaned aloud, giving him a splendid reward. The sound of that royal slut’s moaning put him on edge, made him want to go harder and he pushed his body to its limits to give the old dragon what he wanted.

“Yes.” Purred Haoran before crying out again, “Yes! Fuck me harder!”

He growled and dug in as hard as he could, burying himself as deep as he could manage while he felt the swelling of his cock begin. It’d be over too soon at this pace but he couldn’t stop himself now. At the same time, there was something missing from all this. Panting, he forced himself to stop and he muttered, “Hold on.”

The old dragon rumbled and loosened his hold as Adam leaned back, “What? What could possibly make you wish to deny me more?”

Slowly, he pulled out of the old dragon’s ass, his fingers yanking the condom off of his cock. When it came off, he tossed it onto the bed and muttered, “That’s better.”

Haoran pressed a foot against his chest slowly while clearing his throat, “Excuse me, young man. Just what do you think you’re doing? Isn’t that a step too far? Your raw dick inside of your father-in-law?”

He grabbed onto the foot keeping him separated from the old dragon and yanked it aside along with Haoran himself. Adam moved Haoran onto his side, legs squished together, ass presented for him, and as he leaned over to press the tip of his raw dick against the old dragon’s abused rear, Adam rumbled, “I don’t care, and if you do? Well, I guess I’m forcing you into this now.”

The old dragon’s eyes grew wide, and his cheeks flushed with color. After a moment, he reached over to grab onto his own rear, spreading one cheek while shuddering, “Then force me into it, you wild hound.”

Adam planted the tip of his cock into that lovely rear before slamming in every inch with one thrust. He bucked his hips over and over again now to fuck that slutty ass, to bury his raw dick inside of that rear he should not even have looked at. He couldn’t help but love the feeling of that raw heat around his member, the feeling of those tight insides milking his dick. It wouldn’t be long before he blew his load but he’d enjoy every second of this constant thrusting. At the same time, the man beneath him was left a moaning mess. Eyes fluttering, toes curling before splaying out while his body was used like a toy. At the same time, he wouldn’t let Haoran forget that this was something more intimate than a simple pounding. He leaned over to take it further, to let their lips collide in a kiss. This was his decision, his desire. After all, he was forcing the old dragon into this.

Instead of asking where he should cum, instead of asking if he should pull out or not, Adam kept on thrusting when he felt his knot kissing that plush rear. He kept on pushing until he felt the knot slip inside with a wet pop. Adam alone participating in this sin would not do. One hand trailed over the dragon’s side to slip around and lower to grasp onto Haoran’s arousal. He gripped firmly and began to pump, the old dragon moaning to his lips as he kept their mouths melding together. Adam couldn’t see it but he felt the old dragon’s climax bouncing in his hand. Warmth stained his digits, the old dragon moaning aloud into his mouth. All of this urged him to grind his hips forward, to let loose as he shut his eyes and growled. Heat lanced out of the tip of his shaft and into that lovely rear, staining and painting it as his own.

As he filled the old dragon, he leaned back and let their lips part to hear those precious moans. He drank all the sounds of the dragon’s pleasure while resting his hands on that plump thigh. His hips rocked back and forth, his claws occasionally digging into where he was gripping as his digits tensed before relaxing again. When he was finally done, he didn’t pull out. He let himself remain inside of the old dragon while opening his eyes to look down at him. Haoran was panting, eyes shut, and a hand held to his chest. His tail was curled around Adam’s hips. A single blue eye opened to peer up at him, a small smile touching his expression.

“How could I ever tame such a wild hound?” Haoran said with such slurred honey and lust.

Instead of answering, he leaned down to let his lips rest on the dragon’s neck. They adjusted to let the dragon lie on his back, to let their bodies nestle on the bed together while they remained connected. His form was held against the old dragon while he occasionally planted kisses along the lovely scales of Haoran’s neck. Eventually, his knot softened enough to where he could simply pull it out. That made getting comfortable a bit easier, the old dragon’s fingers trailing along his sides now through the fur before coming up and around to the back to trace the marks that had been left from his claws. He could feel them intersecting with the marks he had received from Falora, and he would cherish them just the same.

He opened an eye to look at the old dragon as Haoran muttered, “I was a fool for thinking that I could simply tease you and keep our boundaries intact. You’re too handsome for that, and your lust is too strong. Even at this moment, I know I should be pinching your ear and telling you to clean up and take your tail back to your room but I cherish this warmth you give me.”

Adam closed his eye again and pressed his snout to the man’s throat and then his lips to the man’s chest. He planted a kiss there near the heart before sighing, “We both love Falora, we both care about her so we know what we have to do in order to keep her happy. At the same time, I don’t think we can go back to just being whatever normal might be.” Quieter still he breathed out against the man’s chest, “And I think if you tried to push me away I’d just end up finding a way to drag you back onto my lap.”

Haoran shuddered, “So there’s no getting away, is there? Perhaps I’ll buy you a little choker and call it a collar. Something that’ll remind you of me to let you know that you should be good.”

“And something that’ll make a little bit of noise when I’m balls deep inside of you.” He said before kissing the man’s chest again.

He heard the man trying to stifle a gasp, “You’d want to do this again?”

Adam opened his eyes and sat up slowly in the bed, legs drawn up and arms on his knees as he looked toward the old dragon while breathing out, “Yeah. I think I would.”

Haoran sat up with him and sniffed while letting a hand drift between Adam’s legs, “I suppose that will be acceptable as long as you make sure to keep my daughter happy.”

He chuckled and put an arm around Haoran to bring him close while grunting, “I think I can do that. How about you give my cock a kiss before we clean up and get some water. Wouldn’t want to get another little hangover.”

The old dragon’s cheeks brightened but he leaned down all the way obediently, lips wrapping around his shaft, tongue curling around it to give it a loving sort of kiss before he sat back up and cleared his throat, “I suppose you wouldn’t happen to be a fan of movies, would you?”

“If that’s your way of asking if I’d like to relax with a movie, then I’d love to.” Adam said while giving the old dragon a squeeze.

Together, they got off of the bed before heading into the old dragon’s bathroom to take a shower. He stood under the spray of water for quite some time but wasn’t alone in it. Haoran was helping him wash his back and in particular, helping him get those spots with all the scratches. It stung a bit but he appreciated the help and appreciated what those marks meant. They’d be reminders of what happened, and hopefully, his fiance wouldn’t get too suspicious. When they got back into the room, Haoran got them some water as promised to make sure they wouldn’t have any trouble with hangovers and began selecting something to put on that big screen. He was lounging on the bed at that point, staring at the old dragon bending over on occasion and knowing that those movements were deliberate. A movie had been selected and the old dragon had returned to his side on the bed with his legs drawn up and a big smile on his face.

“Y’know, I really didn’t expect anything like this when I got here.” When the old dragon raised a brow he cleared his throat, “I uh, well not that stuff either but I mostly meant all the tech. Figured I’d be reading books, doing calligraphy, and bemoaning not being able to charge my phone.”

Laughter poured from Haoran as he pressed a hand into Adam’s side while presenting the remote he held in the other hand, “Please, I told you that I’m not that old.” He then hummed, “Although, someone seemed to be testing the limits of my back.”

His cheeks warmed as he cleared his throat and leaned back, “Well, you seem healthy enough to take a beating. Figured you wouldn’t mind if I went a bit wild.”

Haoran smirked before pressing a button on the remote to begin the movie. While sound filled the room, the old dragon leaned against him, hand resting over his crotch and mouth planting a kiss on his chest before the old dragon purred, “I don’t mind at all.”

It turned out that he hadn’t answered that many emails that day. He took care of a bit of work but he had spent most every hour he was up with his father-in-law. The movie they watched seemed like it was focused on the action until the clothes started coming off. He should have known what it would have been and when he looked toward Haoran, the old dragon simply smirked and gave him a wink. So they watched a film full of fantastic production, and heated romance. Moans filled the room just as much as the fighting in the movie did. It was difficult not to find it stimulating with Haoran’s hand at his crotch constantly making little circles, fingers cupping and wrapping around his sheathe. These little touches coaxed his shaft out from that fuzzy pouch and brought his cock into the air as he simply leaned back and enjoyed everything. If the old dragon wanted to play with his cock then he’d gladly let him.

Part of him did feel a bit guilty, though. It felt like an intimate moment. A thing shared between lovers. He had to wonder if Haoran was harboring deeper feelings for him and whether or not his own heart was starting to feel something as well. At the same time, he couldn’t pull away from this pleasant warmth. The handjob was nice and slow, gentle and loving with pauses at the head where the old dragon rolled the palm of his hand against it. If he were a cat he’d be purring but instead, he was rumbling on occasion in delight at the sensations being gifted to him. Whatever was happening in the movie certainly seemed stimulating. Action parts made it difficult to get too into what was happening between his legs but he definitely couldn’t ignore it, and yet, the more romantic portions of the movie made it too easy to focus on what Haoran was doing instead of what the movie was trying to say. Well, he was sure that the message of the movie was just something about love, family, and possibly revenge but there were other things on his mind.

He took a chance to look over at Haoran to see that the old dragon was focusing on something else other than the movie. Haoran leaned down to let his snout hang over the tip of his shaft before he inched closer to give it a kiss. The feeling of that mouth on his shaft caused him to shudder, and the old dragon repeated the motion again and again while continuing to stroke and tease his cock. He was close to asking if the dragon wanted to get onto his lap and ride him instead of playing these little games but he was also enjoying the gentle nature of the touch. Something about it just seemed so addicting. His head was swirling as well. The alcohol certainly had something to do with that but it was more that he was being drawn into a lovely spell by the older male toying with his cock.

“You’re killing me here.” He said with a rumble.

“Oh? A little bit too rough?” Haoran asked before giving the tip of his cock another kiss.

Adam touched the dragon’s head, fingers looping through the mane while he breathed out, “Nah. I just feel like I’ll melt into a puddle if you keep this up or fall asleep after blowing one out.”

“Feel free to do either.” The old dragon said with a chuckle before purring, “I want you to relax and enjoy yourself. You’re my guest. My son-in-law. My precious hound.”

There was a bit too much possession in that last statement but he simply shuddered and let it pass over him as the man continued to massage his cock. This would have continued escalating except for the fact that something interrupted them. The sound of a ringtone touched with chimes and bells. Haoran raised his head and pushed himself up slowly before frowning and getting off the bed fully, clearly annoyed. He sat there while breathing out, partially glad for a bit of a break from the swirling heat that had taken over his head. When Haoran returned, however, the phone in his hand did not stop him from taking hold of Adam’s cock in his free hand.

He did stop for a second to pause the movie before answering the phone, “Hello daughter of mine. What can I do for you?”

Adam sucked in a breath and remained very still as the man brought a finger up to his mouth as if to shush him. A thumb ran across the display of the screen and suddenly he could hear Falora speaking, “Hey dad! Just got home. Adam isn’t in his room so I figured I’d call you. I saw the laptop on his bed and I’m worried that he was working the entire time. Please tell me you got him out of the room and you two had such a good time that he’s still with you.”

Haoran began to stroke his cock nice and slow while chuckling, “That’s exactly it dear. We were just sitting down together to watch a little movie. I dragged him out of his little hole when he graced me with a text. If you’d like, he could tell you all about it right now.”

“Oh! That’d be great dad!” Falora said with a giggle.

While Haoran handed him the phone, he grimaced for just a bit but let his expression curl into a tentative smile as he spoke, “Hello there hon. Yeah, what your father says is true. He—” Adam froze for a bit as he felt the man’s tongue drag up from the base of his cock all the way to the tip, the maw soon closing over it while he continued, “He, uh got fired up about finding a type of tea I’d be into.”

On the other line, Falora laughed, “Really? And did you like any of them?”

As he breathed out to steady himself against the feeling of the man’s maw taking more and more of his shaft into it, he responded, “Yeah. I mean, well, kind of. Oolong was kind of nice, white tea might not be my thing but the black tea was really good. Except, I think it’s cheating because it was mostly honey and lemon with a lot of sugar. Between sips of that, he rewarded me with more of that alcohol.”

“Oh, honey. You had a little hangover and everything from that. My dad isn’t pushing you into these things is he?” She said with a huff.

“What? No, not at all.” He chuckled before wincing as he Haoran picked up speed bobbing his head up and down, “I appreciated the palette cleanser between tea. Even got him to agree to a similar thing with coffee sometimes. I’m thinking I’ll take him out on a date to a cafe if we ever get him down in the city.”

He realized the error of what he said too late but Falora simply giggled, “A date? You’re so sweet. And the thought of having him down in the city instead of alone up here is still so exciting. If you’re serious about that then I’m absolutely stoked to plan it out. I’ve already talked with my sisters and they all agreed it’d be a good thing. They are also all going to meet you tomorrow, mister. Be on your best behavior since all of my sisters are cuties. Some of them were even teasing me saying that they’d be trying their luck since you look so cute. The nerve!”

The warmth in his head was swirling again as he started to move his hips to hump the old dragon’s maw while he responded, “I mean, if they’re that cute then I guess I should be flattered.”

“Hah! Not too flattered but I’m nice enough to let you ogle them and tell me which one is the cutest. Just so I can know more about your tastes.” Snickered and giggled his fiance.

What an odd thing to say and he couldn’t help but laugh even as he felt his shaft start to throb and swell. His laughter did stop, though, as he felt the man cup his balls to massage them gingerly, as he felt those fingers dipping underneath him to press against his ass. The digits at his ass then trailed from that spot to his balls over and over again as he cleared his throat, “Well sweetie, I’ll see you soon. Let me just finish up with your father and I'll be with you in no time.”

“All right! Tell dad I love him and take your time. I love how close you two have been getting.” She said with lots of kisses pressed to the phone.

“Will do, dear.” He said with a big smile. The call was hung up and after that, he breathed aloud to the air above and cursed, “You’re an evil thing. Beautiful but devilish. You have to be an imp or a succubus, or something that seduces and drags people to do evil.”

Haoran seemed to snicker around his shaft but continued bobbing his head up and down for a little bit before pulling his maw up and off of his cock. He then breathed out, “Gracious. Such naughty words. Should I stop then? Should I be good and let you go with this big thing?”

She wasn’t coming to them so they probably had a bit more time before he had to go back. He looked at the old dragon who had his mouth open hanging over his cock, eyes practically begging him to do it. Adam took hold of the old dragon by one of his horns and yanked his maw down over his cock. Haoran had definitely been expecting it because he did not gag at all as Adam began using his cock like a sex sleeve. Up and down he dragged the old dragon’s head while uttering little curses and growls. He thrust and pounded, pushed and humped while getting out every little bit of hidden aggression he had for the old bastard. How dare he threaten his relationship by pulling a fucking move like that. He kept those words to himself though and expressed them through the movements of his hips. The old dragon soon began to gag and there were a few times when he placed his hands on Adam’s thighs to try and push away only to be dragged back down. It felt strangely empowering to do this to the old dragon, to overpower him and force his snout back where it belonged; buried in the fur of his crotch. Once more he pulled his head down and groaned as hot cum began to pour out of his cock right into the old dragon’s throat.

While he held his head down, Adam leaned over and breathed out, “Even if you find a collar for me in any form, I’ll always be the one dragging you by the horns you whore.”

Haoran shuddered and actually moaned around his cock. When he finished and let go of the old dragon’s head, he sat up shakily and coughed, “Gracious. I’ll keep that in mind, Adam. I’ll keep that in mind as I find a cute little thing for you to wear for me. Now, you’re free to go if you’d like.”

While the old dragon cleared his throat and began to slip off the edge of the bed, Adam followed and grabbed his hand for a second. One last thing before he left. He leaned in as Haoran turned toward him and he locked their mouths together for an intimate and gentle kiss. He cupped the old dragon’s cheek gingerly and held him there for a few seconds. When he pulled away, he breathed out a quiet phrase whispered between them full of promises and desire.

“Till next time, gemheart.”