Here you are!" Akihito shouted happ

Here you are!" Akihito shouted happily while heading to the table with four dishes balanced on a silver tray. He'd made cold soba noodles topped with spinach, slices of sushi and grilled salmon for dinner. He set the tray on the table and served Asami, then his guests and left himself for last.

"What a good partner, you served your man before your guests," Mikhail grinned cheekily at Akihito.

The blond blushed fiercely while taking a seat beside Asami. He looked to the foreigner sheepishly. "I'm sorry, wasn't I suppose to?"

Asami didn't miss the kick Arbatov got from Feilong under the table that caused him to stiffen. He smirked. He grabbed Akihito's chin and gently brought his face around so he could look him in the eyes.

"When you're in your man's house you're free to do what you want, alright?"

Asami kissed him chastely on the lips after that and Akihito's blush deepened before he nodded his head in understanding. He wanted to disappear from embarrassment.

Mikhail smirked. "Is that a challenge, Asami?"

"Arbatov," Feilong growled in warning, pausing with spinach on his chopsticks halfway to his lips.

Feilong let out a squeal of surprise when Mikhail grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him on the lips.

Asami raised one eyebrow in question while Akihito looked absolutely scandalized.

"What the hell are you doing?" Feilong shouted after his lips were freed from Mikhail's lip lock. He was about to pummel the blond idiot when the sound of Akihito's voice drifted to his ears.

"A…Asami, what are you….?"

Feilong looked at the teen to see him looking at Asami with wide unsure eyes while his body tensed. He realized one of Asami's hand was beneath the table, suspiciously over Akihito's crotch and he swore under his breath. This level of male testosterone at its worse was not acceptable. Knowing Mikhail he'd try to one up Asami, which will lead to him having to chastise them both for their behavior.

"Takaba, stand!" Feilong bit out, before walking over to the blond's position.

Startled, Akihito did as he was told by such a commanding voice, which caused Asami to retract his hand.

Feilong stormed over to Akihito and grabbed his arm before staring at the other two icily.

"We…!" the Chinese man started in an authoritarian voice. "…will not sit here while you two testosterone laced animals use us like some sort of spoils of war. Now if you'll excuse us, we'll be in the living room and don't you dare follow us, or you'll both be sleeping on the couch tonight!"

"You're in my house," Asami pointed out calmly.

"I don't care," Feilong shot back with narrowed eyes and a snarl.

Both Asami and Mikhail watched as their lovers took their food and left them around the table, alone.

"This is all your fault, Asami," Mikhail accused with narrowed eyes. This was the pits, he wanted his sexy Feilong back by his side.

"Whatever." Asami took all this in stride. The good thing was, after dinner Feilong and Mikhail will be gone and he'll be able to cash in that check for more sexy times. Akihito better be prepared, because he'll pay for him not getting his feel up a while ago. But right now he figured he'll give the two, especially Feilong, time to cool off, no use riling him up any further than necessary, or he really might be sleeping on the couch tonight despite this being his own house.

Kết quả (Việt) 1:

Ở đây bạn đang!" Akihito hét lên hạnh phúc trong khi đi đến bảng với bốn món ăn cân bằng trên một khay bạc. Ông đã làm cho món mì soba lạnh đứng đầu với rau bina, lát của sushi và cá hồi nướng cho bữa ăn tối. Ông đặt khay trên bảng và phục vụ Asami, sau đó khách của mình và để lại mình qua."Những gì một đối tác tốt, bạn phục vụ người đàn ông của bạn trước khi khách hàng của bạn," Mikhail grinned cheekily tại Akihito.Tóc vàng trang quyết liệt trong khi dùng một chỗ ngồi bên cạnh Asami. Ông nhìn vào người nước ngoài sheepishly. "Tôi xin lỗi, không phải tôi giả sử?"Asami đã không bỏ lỡ đá Arbatov nhận từ Feilong dưới bảng khiến ông stiff. Ông cười. Ông nắm lấy Akihito của cằm và nhẹ nhàng đưa khuôn mặt của mình xung quanh vì vậy ông có thể nhìn anh trong mắt."Khi bạn đang trong căn nhà của bạn người đàn ông bạn đang miễn phí để làm những gì bạn muốn, được chứ?"Asami hôn ông chastely trên môi sau khi đó và Akihito của blush sâu đậm trước khi ông gật đầu đầu của mình trong sự hiểu biết. Ông muốn biến mất khỏi bối rối.Mikhail cười. "Đây là một thách thức, Asami?""Arbatov," Feilong growled trong cảnh báo, tạm dừng với rau bina trên của ông đũa nửa chừng để đôi môi của mình.Feilong cho ra một squeal bất ngờ khi Mikhail nắm lấy khuôn mặt của mình với cả hai tay và hôn anh ta trên môi.Asami nâng lên một lông mày trong câu hỏi trong khi Akihito trông hoàn toàn scandalized."Những gì các địa ngục bạn đang làm?" Feilong hét lên sau khi đôi môi của mình đã được giải phóng từ của Mikhail môi khóa. Ông đã là về để thoi liên tiếp các idiot tóc vàng khi giọng nói âm thanh Akihito trôi dạt đến đôi tai của mình."A…Asami, what are you….?"Feilong looked at the teen to see him looking at Asami with wide unsure eyes while his body tensed. He realized one of Asami's hand was beneath the table, suspiciously over Akihito's crotch and he swore under his breath. This level of male testosterone at its worse was not acceptable. Knowing Mikhail he'd try to one up Asami, which will lead to him having to chastise them both for their behavior."Takaba, stand!" Feilong bit out, before walking over to the blond's position.Startled, Akihito did as he was told by such a commanding voice, which caused Asami to retract his hand.Feilong stormed over to Akihito and grabbed his arm before staring at the other two icily."We…!" the Chinese man started in an authoritarian voice. "…will not sit here while you two testosterone laced animals use us like some sort of spoils of war. Now if you'll excuse us, we'll be in the living room and don't you dare follow us, or you'll both be sleeping on the couch tonight!""You're in my house," Asami pointed out calmly."I don't care," Feilong shot back with narrowed eyes and a snarl.Both Asami and Mikhail watched as their lovers took their food and left them around the table, alone."This is all your fault, Asami," Mikhail accused with narrowed eyes. This was the pits, he wanted his sexy Feilong back by his side."Whatever." Asami took all this in stride. The good thing was, after dinner Feilong and Mikhail will be gone and he'll be able to cash in that check for more sexy times. Akihito better be prepared, because he'll pay for him not getting his feel up a while ago. But right now he figured he'll give the two, especially Feilong, time to cool off, no use riling him up any further than necessary, or he really might be sleeping on the couch tonight despite this being his own house.