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Lao Gongzhu slowly opened his eyes in confusion. Everything was blurry but knew that he must be somewhere wet and cold.
He tried to rub his eyes, noticing that he couldn't move his arms.
He was tied up!
His eyes widened, thinking that he must be dreaming, for he was in the same place where he had kept Xie Yan, bound with immortal cable.
The sound of the water curtain makes him look at the entrance and what he sees, or rather who he sees, makes him break out in a cold sweat. His body shaking uncontrollably.
“Oh~,” Tianlang-Jun grins, “I had thought of different ways to wake you up, but I see it won't be necessary anymore.”
The heavenly demon's eyes were moon-shaped, revealing how happy he felt.
"No! Impossible!" Lao Gongzhu tried to get away from Tianlang-Jun until he reached the edge of the platform, narrowly falling, "Help me!"
“Scream all you want. It's just the two of us,” Tianlang-Jun stops in his tracks, enjoying the expressions on the disgusting old bastard's face.
Lao Gongzhu knew that nothing good was in store for him with the heavenly demon, so, like the coward he is, decides to jump into the acidic water.
“No, no, no,” Tianlang-Jun easily stops him, throwing him back to the center of the platform, while pretending to scold him like a misbehaving little child. "You won't die today, and you probably won't for a long time."
Tianlang-Jun placed his knee on the chest of Lao Gongzhu who was trying to free himself in vain, not noticing the moment when the heavenly demon opened a wound in the palm of his hand.
He cupped Lao Gongzhu's face with one hand, squeezing his jaw to force it open.
“Say aah~,” Lao Gongzhu felt the metallic taste of blood in his mouth.
He knew the effects of it, so he tried to spit it out, but it was useless.
“You know, I was about to give you my blood while you were unconscious, but—” Tianlang-Jun was enjoying every second, “I really wanted to see that expression on your face after giving you my blood, so I asked Xie Yan to heal you."
As soon as he finished giving his blood to Lao Gongzhu, the first thing Tianlang-Jun did was pierce his chest to take his heart in his claws. That cry resounding in the water prison was music to Tianlang-Jun's ears.
With the demon blood, he prevented Lao Gongzhu from dying or losing consciousness.
“We're going to have a lot of fun,” Tianlang-Jun declares happily.
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It had been a year since the cultivation world had succumbed to the demons.
Luo Binghe being proclaimed as the new ruler.
The sects fell, with Cang Qiong being the only one still standing. Some disciples taking command of the sects. Gongyi Xiao joining Shen Jiu's disciples to help them with the sect, leaving behind the golden colors to replace them with green.
The peak lords were locked up in the water prison, with the exception of the lords of Bai Zhan, Cang Qiao, An Ding, and Qing Jing, for obvious reasons.
Very few cultivators agreed to come under the command of Luo Binghe, when in the midst of battle, they exposed the palace master's crimes. Not because they didn't believe them, being a few who accused Shen Jiu and Yusheng of liars, but because of their demonic nature.
Yue Qingyuan couldn't believe it, screaming like a madman, accusing Xie Yan of filling his Xiao Jiu's head with deceit.
Shen Jiu told his truth, exposed the lies and still his Qi-ge did not believe in him. There was no point in trying to convince him and, to be honest, he didn't care.
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“Baba~,” Yingying's melodious voice brings him back to the present, “I'm done.” she says cheerfully.
Shen Jiu looks at himself in the mirror.
Ning Yingying had applied a light layer of makeup that further highlighted the green of his phoenix eyes and the pink of his lips. His hair arranged in a simple way, with some decorations.
Shen Jiu couldn't help but wonder if this is what his shimeis would look like dressed as brides.
Ning Yingying hugs him from behind, looking at him through the mirror with a huge smile.
“Baba looks beautiful~” Yingying's words brought a slight blush to Shen Jiu's face, as well as a small smile.
knock knock knock
Someone knocks on the door.
Ning Yingying goes to open it right away, "Shūshu!" A hand caresses the head of the young disciple who did not stop smiling. "Baba is ready."
“Very well,” Yusheng says, “I would like to speak with A-Yin for a moment alone.”
“Of course,” Ning Yingying gives Shen Jiu one last hug before walking out of the room, leaving the brothers alone.
Yusheng approaches Shen Jiu, staying behind him. Admiring Yingying's work through the looking glass.
“Who knew,” Yusheng tilted his head slightly, still looking at Shen Jiu tenderly, placing a hand on his didi's shoulder. "Our siblings were right."
Shen Jiu looks at him for a bit, as he places his hand on his Da-ge's, “About what?”
"Don´t you remember?" With his free hand, Yusheng takes the red veil from Shen Jiu's side, “Nuo and Ai, would dress you as a bride. Exclaiming that when you grow up, you'll be the most beautiful bride of all, only for Park to interrupt their game. Scolding them for dressing you like a girl and at the end saying that no one would be good enough to marry you.”
Shen Jiu laughed at the memory. “I wonder what Er-ge would think of Luo Binghe…”
“He would probably hate him,” Yusheng says in a mocking tone, “but seeing how happy you are with him, Park would reluctantly accept it. Though considering how much he admired Tianlang-Jun, he might see him as the best match for you.”
"I remember Er-ge had said that as soon as he could leave home, he wanted to go live with Junshang and learn more about the demon culture."
Yusheng placed the red veil on Shen Jiu's head and before the veil covered his didi's face, Shen Jiu got up and then hugged him tightly.
“I still feel that I will wake up at any moment at Qing Jing Peak,” Shen Jiu tried not to press his face against Yusheng's chest so as not to ruin the makeup, “I'm afraid that one day I'll wake up and you and Binghe won't be there… Everything… this is too good to be true…”
Yusheng gently pushes Shen Jiu away so he can cradle his didi's face between his hands, before unexpectedly pinching Shen Jiu’s cheeks causing him to exclaim an ‘Ouh!'
"Da-ge!" Shen Jiu whimpered.
Yusheng chuckled lightly, “You're not dreaming. Everything is real. Here I am to witness the moment you tie ties with Luo Binghe, looking radiant in your red robes.”
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If someone had told Shen Jiu a few years ago, before that Qi deviation, that he would end up marrying his disciple, he would have spit in their faces, not because of such a statement but because… who would want to spend the rest of their life with trash like him?
Yet here he was, next to Luo Binghe doing the four bows.
It was also hard for Yusheng to believe what he was witnessing for those years living in that hell. The years believing that his Baozi had died, but he was alive. He was in front of him, radiating happiness.
Shang Qinghua was crying with happiness as Mobei-Jun handed him tissues to wipe his tears and snot. A very slight smile spread on the face of the ice demon, who remembered those moments when he met Shen Jiu as a child.
Xie Yan feeling a bit out of place.
He had already gotten used to the idea that Shen Jiu and Yusheng would hate him once they found out about his relationship with Lao Gongzhu. That he had the opportunity to kill him, but he did not.
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“There was no way of knowing that this bastard would do such atrocities. Much less guess that he would also come to these lands. None of this is your fault, Zuxian.”
Shen Jiu told him shortly after winning that battle. Then he hugged him tightly, thanking him again for taking care of his Da-ge. At the same time, he expressed his desire that Xie Yan continue to be part of their lives.
He didn't need to be convinced, because now he also had someone who risked everything to be with him and at that moment, witnessing that beautiful union, Liu Qingge was at his side, brushing his fingers from time to time.
Liu Mingyuan was delighted to have him as part of the family. Although Xie Yan did not understand why she would sometimes look at them intently, then write frantically. An action that she also did after observing Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu.
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Already at the banquet, everyone was talking, laughing. Humans and demons coexisting peacefully.
No one noticed it, but Luo Binghe was quite nervous as time passed. Closer and closer to the time when he would spend the night with his shizun wondering if he would be able to please him properly.
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"Don't worry!" Tianlang-Jun assures as he wraps an arm around his neck, “Just remember what I taught you and the examples in the books. Don't forget the lube. A LOT of lubes.”
His father really wasn't ashamed to talk to him about the different positions. Those points that would end up making Shen Jiu cry out in pleasure.
It was awkward to talk about it, but if all those tips helped him serve his shizun in the best way, it would have been worth going through those embarrassing moments.
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Luo Binghe is standing in front of the door to his rooms, trying to work up the courage to finally enter.
Once inside, he sees Shen Jiu sitting on the edge of the bed, patiently waiting for him. The veil still covering his face. Clasped hands intertwined over his lap, squeezing each other slightly.
His shizun was also nervous. Especially after hearing the sound of the door opening and the footsteps of his beast slowly approaching him.
Before lifting the veil, Luo Binghe kneels in front of his shizun and then takes those delicate hands in his and slowly brings them closer to his lips, kissing them tenderly.
He hugs Shen Jiu around the waist, rubbing his face against his lap. His shizun running those delicate fingers through his fluffy hair, while listening to how his breathing increased. Expectant for what was about to happen.
“Shizun~,” Luo Binghe purrs before removing the veil, revealing that flushed face whose phoenix eyes looked with some annoyance.
“How many times… do I have to tell you to stop calling me that?” one could almost see a slight pout on Shen Jiu's face.
Luo Binghe couldn't help but laugh when he saw how Shen Jiu tried to scold him, but he had only managed to look even more tender, making him want to take that pretty face in his hands and kiss those rosy lips, like many other times, which he ended up doing.
That kiss didn't last more than a few seconds, before Luo Binghe moved away a bit, offering his hands to Shen Jiu to help him up, saying ' Shizun will always be shizun, just as this Binghe will always be his Beast.'
Carefully, he removed the few jewels that adorned Shen Jiu's hair, feeling as if he were unwrapping a gift. Savoring every moment.
Shen Jiu moved his eyes from side to side, unable to hold Luo Binghe’s gaze for a long time, while his beast was in the task of removing those ornaments, then going to the belt and beginning to remove the red tunics.
Shen Jiu knew that she had to do the same for his now husband… Help him undress but couldn't move. His body refusing to obey him.
Despite the years, it was difficult not to evoke those moments lived in the Qiu house.
Luo Binghe noticed how Shen Jiu's body began to tense, understanding why, because he had not forgotten those nightmares nights. His mini shizun screaming in the middle of the night, tears in his eyes, begging for them to stop.
“This Binghe can wait if shizun isn't ready,” Luo Binghe placed his hands on Shen Jiu's waist, massaging it with his thumbs.
Jade eyes finally fixed on him.
Shen Jiu hugged him around the neck, bringing his lips close to Luo Binghe's ear, whispering to him, ‘I'm ready', but Luo Binghe could feel his body still tense. The arms around him trembling slightly.
“Help me Binghe,” Shen Jiu continued whispering in his ear, “help me replace those bad memories with your touches, your caresses, your kisses…”
With this said, Luo Binghe kissed Shen Jiu again, before placing him on his back on the bed. Their tongues fighting to be the dominant one. Luo Binghe winning as usual, leaving Shen Jiu breathless, his face completely flushed up to his neck.
Luo Binghe knew the first thing to do and that was to make Shen Jiu relax.
He went on to tenderly kiss Shen Jiu's forehead, then eyes, his nose. The lips again and then give several birdlike kisses on his shizun jaw, before moving on to his neck.
Shen Jiu gasped in surprise as Luo Binghe bit him without warning, then licked the abused area, while with one hand he pushed aside the under robe of his shizun, exposing his rapidly rising and falling chest, and those two tempting red fruits fully erect.
As the half demon went on to bite those pretty nipples, Shen Jiu arched his back, letting out a delicious moan from his lips.
Luo Binghe went on to give the same treatment to the other fruit that clamored for his attention, making a path of saliva that linked both nipples that ended up swollen and red from the abuse of that mischievous mouth.
Shen Jiu began to feel how his pants were beginning to tighten.
Luo Binghe began to go down, kissing every part of that milky skin that reddened with his dealings.
The sounds that came from his shizun's lips intoxicated him and sent a warm sensation to his crotch.
He could feel his member throbbing, wanting to get out of the confinement of his pants, but he was willing to be patient. He had to please his shizun first.
Luo Binghe withdrew a little, pausing only for a moment to gaze at Shen Jiu, who, noticing him, covered his face with his forearm, unable to say a word, so that his beast would stop looking at him with those puppy eyes.
The half-demon chuckled before taking his hands to Shen Jiu's pants, then gently removing them and throwing them to the ground as if they had offended him.
Luo Binghe felt saliva pool in his mouth, which he swallowed hard. The pillar of his shizun fully erect and pink. Precum coming out of the slit.
Shen Jiu trembled slightly as he felt the breeze brush his member. Luo Binghe noticed it, deciding that he had gotten drunk enough already, burning that image of his shizun in his memories and well... it's not like he wasn't going to see his shizun so exposed again, but it was their first night together. It was a special moment for both of them and he wanted to keep every detail in his memories.
Luo Binghe took Shen Jiu's slender ankle, kissing it on the inside. Going up little by little, savoring every part of that soft skin until he reached that pillar that seemed to be waiting for him.
He carefully took that member, passing his tongue through that slit, savoring the pre-cum that had already begun to drip, earning himself more moans that Shen Jiu could not contain.
Luo Binghe feeling proud of himself for being able to provoke those adorable sounds that were only for him and no one else.
Shen Jiu arched his back even more. His hands resting on that fluffy mane when he felt his member in that warm and humid cavity.
Those fingers digging into his scalp, causing him a bit of pain, further aroused the half-demon who was savoring that pretty pillar, sucking on it while moving his head up and down, to then release that member in a Pop! And repeat that action again.
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Shen Jiu clenched the sheets under him tightly as he let out a loud moan after reaching his orgasm. Luo Binghe taking all of him into his mouth, swallowing it without spilling a single drop.
Shen Jiu's body completely relaxed. That tension disappearing completely. His flaccid member leaving his husband's mouth who kisses it before going after his shizun's lips, letting him feel his own taste.
Luo Binghe got up from the bed for a moment to take off all his clothes. Then he goes to the nightstand to take out a vial of lube before going back to bed, perching between the legs of his shizun who was breathing heavily.
Shen Jiu stood up a bit, contemplating the body of his beast. His eyes widening at what was between the beast legs, standing proudly upright.
Luo Binghe could see the concern in his shizun's eyes. It was understandable since he knew that his pilar was larger than average for being a half-demon, understanding why his father insisted on having an exaggerated amount of lubricant in turn reminding him that he could use the parasites after giving his blood to Shen Jiu, so that his body can better accommodate his enormous size.
“Shizun doesn't have to worry,” Luo Binghe says after kissing him, “This Binghe promises that all shizun will feel is pleasure.”
Those words came out with total security, while he remembered what he had learned with his father and those yellow books that Liu Mingyuan had recommended to him.
Shen Jiu leaned back again, spreading his long legs even wider, letting it be seen that he felt embarrassed by offering himself up like that.
"Be gentle... Bing-gege."
Luo Binghe's heart stopped for a moment at being called that way after years. Shen Jiu covering his face with both hands, in disbelief of what he had just said.
The truth was that he missed referring to his beast that way and in the heat of the moment he couldn't contain himself.
Luo Binghe smiled before saying, "This Bing-gege promises, Xiao-Yin," as he spread the lubricant on his fingers with which he began to massage the tight pink entrance of his shizun who gasped in surprise after feeling that cold liquid.
But that feeling did not last more than a few moments. The warmth soon invaded him again.
When the first finger entered, it felt strange.
Regardless, the feeling should be somewhat familiar, but it wasn't. The intrusion was strange, but pleasant.
Luo Binghe takes his shizun's flaccid member with his free hand, distracting him when he inserts a second finger.
A third finger entered, then the fourth. Shen Jiu feeling open his entrance and knew that it would not be enough. Luo Binghe's pillar was too big, but he was completely willing to give himself over to his beast.
Luo Binghe took a pillow, tucking it under Shen Jiu who wrapped his long legs around his waist.
Having positioned his massive pillar at the rosy entrance, Luo Binghe looks at his shizun as if seeking approval, which he got when Shen Jiu nodded slightly.
The head of that monstrosity began to open the narrow entrance of Shen Jiu who pulled his head back, letting out a cry of pain.
Luo Binghe made use of his parasites, immediately relaxing Shen Jiu's body, lessening the pain. Helping him adjust to the huge size.
It took a couple of minutes until Luo Binghe was fully inside, causing a visible bulge on Shen Jiu's belly, which he caressed tenderly, while he waited for his shizun to get used to the size.
Shen Jiu was breathing heavily. This was nothing like his previous experiences. Not just because Luo Binghe treated every part of his being delicately, but because HE WAS FUCKING HUGE!
The half-demon was making an enormous effort not to start moving abruptly. He wanted to lash out at his shizun, to see how his member moved through his belly, but he had to hold on. He promised to be gentle, and he will.
Luo Binghe brought his face close to Shen Jiu's to kiss him for the thousandth time.
“I'm going to move, shizun,” he says between gasps.
Again, the only response from Shen Jiu is a slight nod.
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Movements were slow. Luo Binghe was trying to find that sweet spot that would make his shizun see stars.
Shen Jiu hugged him tightly, digging his nails into the broad back of his beast that seemed delighted. Totally a masochist his Beast.
The speed of his thrusts increased.
Shen Jiu groaned loudly, “There! Bing-gege!”
Didn't his shizun realize what he provokes in him by calling him that way!?
Maybe that was the point. Provoke him even more, especially after having found that sweet spot which he attacked mercilessly.
Luo Binghe took Shen Jiu, to sit him on his lap, further entering the narrow entrance. Shen Jiu being already a moaning mess. Completely given over to the pleasure, demanding to go faster. Luo Binghe obviously complying with his demands.
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Finally, both reaching the climax.
Shen Jiu's semen spreading on both of their abdomens. Luo Binghe letting out everything inside his shizun. Semen running down the edge of that abused entrance.
They held that position for a few minutes.
Shen Jiu resting his face on the crook of Luo Binghe's neck, who massaged his lower back and from time to time affectionately pinched his buttocks.
Luo Binghe was going to settle his shizun on the bed, to snuggle up next to each other, but Shen Jiu tightened his grip.
The way Shen Jiu looked at him reminded him of when his mini shizun asked him to make some sweets.
“I want more… Bing-gege.”
With that cute expression, how could Luo Binghe resist?
The happy couple
I just did this one because I wanted to draw Shen Jiu's waist :P
