Phoenix and Pegasus 2

Chapter 7

A/N  youtiao = dough fritters, doujiang = soya milk

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Yibo led Xiao Zhan into their bedroom. Planning had taken up most of the night and when Haikuan finally relented and let everyone go to bed, Yibo felt numb with exhaustion. He groaned as he flopped onto the bed belly first and let out a whine when Xiao Zhan nudged him with a chuckle.

"Bo'er, get under the blankets."

He opened one eye to see Xiao Zhan changing into his pajamas. Not bothering to do the same, Yibo shuffled out of his pants and lifted his shirt over his head and threw it on the ground. He then got under the blankets wearing only his boxers. He sighed in contentment when he felt the weight of the bed shift and he turned into Xiao Zhan's embrace.

"I still don't want you to do this," Xiao Zhan clarified tightening his grip around Yibo.

"I know," Yibo said, tucking closer into Xiao Zhan's shoulder.

"The idea of him touching you."

Yibo hugged Xiao Zhan tighter. "Shhh... don't think about it."

"Bo'er, there's no way I can't think about it. There's a high chance you might have to..." He stopped unable to finish his sentence and then he sighed. "Now I know how you felt when we first found out about Kitsune."

"Except that me being with the general will help us bring about the Dictator's downfall, but you having to fuck Kitsune wouldn't have."

Xiao Zhan sighed. "I didn't have to in the end."

"Maybe I won't either," he mumbled.

"I know you're determined to do this and nothing I say will persuade you differently, but just remember anytime you want out, just say the word. Between Haikuan and A-Feng, we will have eyes and ears on you at all times," he said. When Yibo didn't reply right away, Xiao Zhan gave him a little shake.

"I know Zhan-ge," Yibo murmured sleepily. He tilted his head up to kiss Xiao Zhan on the chin. "Now sleep."

The next morning Yibo woke to an empty bed. Ruffled from sleep, he tossed on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and slowly made his way downstairs to find the dining room table laid out for breakfast. He slumped into a chair and helped himself to a bowl of warm doujiang and stuffed a piece of youtiao in his mouth. Yibo blinked the sleepiness out of his eyes and then furrowed his brows. The house was strangely quiet, A-Feng was nowhere to be seen and neither was Jilan.

Now that he was more awake he became slightly concerned and was about to get out of his seat to look around when a pair of arms wrapped around him from behind.

"Good morning," Xiao Zhan said, planting a kiss on the top of his head.

"You scared me," Yibo replied. "Where is everyone?"

Xiao Zhan took the seat beside him and made Yibo turn to face him so he was trapped between his legs. "Haikuan dressed as the chauffeur and took A-Jin home. A-Feng and Jilan are around. I've asked the staff to make themselves scarce today."

"Scarce?"

"I want to spend the day with you," Xiao Zhan said, leaning in to steal a kiss. "Deng laoban has been informed that you will not be performing tonight."

"I thought you said we were going to spend the day together," Yibo said. "You didn't mention anything about the night."

"Bo'er," Xiao Zhan breathed out seductively. He leaned forward and kissed the shell of his ear before whispering, "After what I have planned, I doubt you'll be able to get out of bed to perform tonight."