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Shen Qingqiu slowly awakens to the sounds of birds chirping. His eyelids feel heavy, but he slowly forces them open, blinking until his vision clears. When it finally does, he realizes he can see the blue sky between the canopy of trees above him. His brows furrow, “What the…” his voice comes out raspy and he tries to clear his throat. It doesn’t take him long to realize he’s lying flat on the ground. The only thing he doesn’t understand is…how did he get here? He flexes his hands before pushing himself until he’s sitting up. He examines the forest around him. There’s nothing special about it that makes it easily recognizable to him. He does, however, spot Xiu Ya, lying in the dirt a few feet away from him. Shen Qingqiu forces himself to stand with a groan. His back aches but he ignores it in favor of walking over to Xiu Ya. He picks up his sword and the memories come flooding back.
“Liu-shidi!” Shen Qingqiu cries in a panic. He spins around trying to look for any sign of the other man. When he doesn’t see anything, the worry sets in. How could he have forgotten his own husband was with him?! He tries to calm himself down and retrace his steps.
They were on a trip. This time Liu Qingge was accompanying him to the demon realm. Trips between the human and demon realm had become much easier to Shen Qingqiu’s delight, once Binghe had successfully taken power as emperor. It gave him the opportunity to study flora and fauna he otherwise wouldn’t have had the chance to. They had already been traveling for a week when they were passing through the woods to reach the next village. They were walking and…oh! Shen Qingqiu’s eyes widen as he remembers the ambush. They had been walking when a group of demons managed to surprise them! They had tossed a spiritual device in front of them but before it could activate Liu Qingge had grabbed him in thrown him as far as he could. That fall would explain the pain in his back, and it was probably what had knocked him out.
The only issue now was figuring out what happened after he’d been knocked out. It must have been at least an hour since he had been knocked out based on where the sun was but how had Liu Qingge not come back for him? Unless he…no. Shen Qingqiu puts a stop to that train of thought quickly. Liu Qingge’s power was on par with that of Binghe who was unkillable. In any case, Liu Qingge might still be in danger. Shen Qingqiu grips Xiu Ya tightly before running in the direction he had been facing when he woke up. It only takes him a few minutes to find a clearing where the grass is burnt and there a several scorch marks. He looks around and finds no sign of anyone.
“Liu-shidi!” He calls. He waits for any sort of answer or sign, but nothing comes. Shen Qingqiu frowns as the worry starts to build up again. He checks the ground and finds several messy tracks that overlap. He can’t tell if Liu Qingge’s are anywhere in the mix. If he can’t make sense of these tracks, he’ll have no way of tracking where they went! He doesn’t even know what kind of demons he’s looking for! Even that would be enough for him to have some sense of where to go. If he can’t find Liu Qingge quickly…
“Qingge…” He whispers. He feels like the air has been sucked from his lungs. He’s never been in this situation before. It’s always been him getting kidnapped by a random angry group of demons or humans and Liu Qingge rescuing him (or occasionally Binghe). He’d never been on the other end of it. He begins to pace around trying to think of some way to find his husband. As his eyes examine the ground, he spots something that makes him pause. He quickly walks to the edge of the clearing and bends down. There are two dragging marks in the dirt. He examines them before looking in the direction they continue. The tracks only last a few feet but after that he sees them pick up again up ahead. He follows after them and notices the damage done to nearby trees. He keeps following the tracks and damaged plants until he sees a piece of a familiar white fabric. Shen Qingqiu picks it up and laughs to himself. Leave it to Liu Qingge to leave the most aggressive trail for him to follow.
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Shen Qingqiu easily follows the trail to an abandoned temple. He sneaks around to the side of the temple and crouches below the broken windows. He carefully peeks through the window and spots the demons. The one who he presumes is the leader is lounging on the altar and immediately Shen Qingqiu realizes what’s happening. Liu Qingge’s been kidnapped by wolf demons, similar to wife number 368.
Shen Qingqiu groans internally as he recalls the wife plot. It had happened between two major arcs and clearly Airplane had written it as a filler chapter. He brought back wife 368 from the harem to accompany Binghe on a quest when they get ambushed by a small faction that opposes Binghe’s rule. In a move showing her love for Binghe, she sacrifices herself to protect him and ends up taken by the demons. Of course, Binghe finds her easily with his blood and naturally, he kills them all, saves his wife, and then boom, papapa. The plot had been boring, and the altar sex was not nearly interesting enough to justify its existence.
But in any case, it did exist, and it was coming back to haunt him now. But on the plus side he knows that as far as villains go, these ones fall on the easier end of the spectrum. That would explain why they only took Liu Qingge, instead of searching for him as well. His confidence restored; he continues to observe the inside of the temple. A group of demons are huddled in a circle eating. He frowns when he fails to find Liu Qingge. Suddenly two demons walk into view and approach something in the corner. Shen Qingqiu squints and stares until finally…
He can hear the pounding in his chest and his mind goes blank. There against the wall is Liu Qingge, hanging limply. His arms are bound above his head with immortal binding cables that are hung on a hook. His head is slumped forward, concealing his face and his legs seem to barely be holding his weight. But the thing that makes Shen Qingqiu really feel sick with rage is the state of Liu Qingge’s robes, or what’s left of them. His robes are torn, basically shredded and Shen Qingqiu can only imagine the wounds left behind by whatever torture they put him through.
Any semblance of a plan Shen Qingqiu had disappeared in an instant. He unsheathes Xiu Ya and backs up a few feet before throwing himself through the window. The remaining glass shatters loudly as he breaks through. He lands smoothly in the middle of the temple and immediately turns his attention to the leader. The man wears black robes that barely cover himself and he looks human outside of the white fur around his face. He grins at Shen Qingqiu revealing sharp canines.
“Ah…Peak Lord Shen,” He croons, “Allow this lowly one to intro-”
“I don’t care,” Shen Qingqiu says coldly before charging at the demon. His eyes widen as Shen Qingqiu approaches. Clearly, the demon leader hadn’t been expecting him to resort to violence so quickly. He managed to rehabilitate his image to a kinder one and for the most part, he was. But then again, not many were foolish enough to take what was his.
“Peak Lo-” Before the demon can get the words out, Shen Qingqiu is plunging Xiu Ya into his chest. The demon’s eyes widen in shock, and he starts to spit up blood. Shen Qingqiu quickly pulls his blade from the demon’s body, letting it hit the ground with a loud thud. His robes and sword now bloody, he turns to face the other demons. They watch him in horror for a moment before it turns to anger. They raise their blades and charge at him.
Holding Xiu Ya steady, the first demon swings his sword wildly at him. He dodges quickly before kicking the demon's legs out from underneath him. He slams into the ground managing to trip a few of the other demons. They land in a pile and Shen Qingqiu takes his opportunity gladly. He stabs Xiu Ya down into the pile, stabbing into three of the demon’s chests in one go. The pile suddenly goes still with the exception of one who slips out. Shen Qingqiu grabs him and tosses him against the next round of demons approaching.
They go sprawling, and Shen Qingqiu advances on them. He doesn’t have time to mess around, and he stabs quickly and slits throats with precision. Every kill brings him closer to Liu Qingge. Finally, only five remain. Unsurprisingly, none think to use the Peak Lord in their possession as a bargaining tool. Although doing so would only mean drawn-out deaths for them.
“We will see the destruction of the false emperor!” One of them growls at him.
Shen Qingqiu’s eyes widen, “You…you kidnapped my husband over this?! As what?! A bargaining chip for a rebellion doomed to fail?!” He yells at the demons. Before they can say anything else he leaps at one in a flurry of green robes stained red.
He buries Xiu Ya in one of the demon’s chests before ripping it out and spinning in a wide arc, slashing across two of the other demon’s chests. All three collapse, leaving only two remaining. They stare at him with wide eyes and back away.
“If you wish to escape with your lives, you’ll go now. And if you’re wise, you’ll put an end to this rebellion,” He tells the demons through gritted teeth.
They stared at him for a moment before turning on their heels and sprinting out of the temple, leaving behind the remains of their friends. Shen Qingqiu scoffs and looks down. The last demon he killed seems to still be holding on to life. His eyes open and shut, his mouth moving similarly. His mouth twists into a scowl and he stabs Xiu Ya down, twisting the blade in the demon’s chest for good measure.
“…A-Yuan?”
Shen Qingqiu turns at the sound of his name and sees Liu Qingge staring at him from where he’s still hanging from the wall. His eyes widened in surprise, and he runs to Liu Qingge’s side, even forgetting to retrieve Xiu Ya.
“Liu-shidi!” He cries. Shen Qingqiu stands at Liu Qingge’s side and desperately searches him for any injuries.
“I’m not hurt,” Liu Qingge tells him quickly.
Shen Qingqiu doesn’t believe him and moves the remains of his robes out of the way. He stares in disbelief as Liu Qingge’s skin is free of cuts or bruises. He looks up at Liu Qingge with confused eyes.
“I told you. I was just knocked out but I’m fine,” Liu Qingge reassures him.
Shen Qingqiu lets out a sigh of relief, “Good…that’s good. Oh!” His eyes widen as he looks up at Liu Qingge’s tied-up arms. “Let me get you down!” But before he could go back for Xiu Ya, Liu Qingge stops him.
“Wait!” He almost yells at Shen Qingqiu.
Shen Qingqiu freezes and turns back to the other man, “Shidi?” The look on Liu Qingge’s face makes Shen Qingqiu worry instantly. Liu Qingge is staring at him with an odd but familiar look in his eyes that he can’t decipher. “What’s wrong?” He asks carefully.
Liu Qingge swallows, “Don’t go.”
Shen Qingqiu feels his chest ache and he moves close to Liu Qingge again, “Oh Qingge…I’m not-”
Suddenly Liu Qingge is leaning forward and slamming his lips against Shen Qingqiu’s. His eyes widen in surprise but then Liu Qingge is moaning into his mouth, and he lets his eyes shut and his arms wrap around him. It doesn’t take long for Liu Qingge to start biting at his lips and Shen Qingqiu groans in response. Finally, he pulls away from Liu Qingge who lets out a disappointed sound. When he looks at the man, he sees blood smeared against his mouth. In a panic, he wipes at his own face with his sleeve. The green fabric comes away stained with blood. It’s only then that he looks down and realizes that he’s been covered in blood that definitely isn’t his own, this whole time. He looks up at Liu Qingge who’s watching him with hooded eyes.
Liu Qingge tries to pull against his restraints. “…more!” He whines desperately.
The second the word leaves his husband’s mouth, arousal shoots through him. He looks over Liu Qingge more thoroughly this time and his eyes widen. Somehow, he’d failed to notice Liu Qingge was hard, the tenting in his pants a dead giveaway. His mind feels muddled with confusion but now he understands what was so familiar about Liu Qingge’s expression. It’s the same look he gets in his eyes when they fall into bed together. His body starts moving before he realizes it. He presses his body against Liu Qingge’s, pinning him against the wall, and kisses him. This time, it’s slower but not any less intense. He can feel Liu Qingge trying to grind against him and he laughs against his lips.
“Husband…what’s gotten into you?” He asks Liu Qingge as he pulls away.
“You,” Liu Qingge says simply as if that one word explains everything.
Shen Qingqiu looks at him with a raised brow, “Me?”
“Mn,” Liu Qingge nods.
“Liu-shidi will have to be more specific,” Shen Qingqiu tells him with a teasing smile.
“I watched,” He says.
Watched? Okay, now he’s more confused. He gives Liu Qingge a look that says as much, “Watched what?”
“I watched you kill them,” Liu Qingge explains through deep breaths, “I saw when you looked at me…the anger in your eyes…”
Shen Qingqiu feels like whatever is left of his mind has turned to mush in an instant. He swallows, “You liked seeing me kill them?” Liu Qingge nods and Shen Qingqiu continues, “You liked that I was doing it for you?” Again, Liu Qingge nods. The pieces slowly fall into place in Shen Qingqiu’s mind. They’ve never tried anything like this before but with the state of Liu Qingge, there’s no way he can resist. He drops before Liu Qingge who lets out a startled noise and begins stripping him of his boots and pants. When he’s finished, he takes a few steps back to take in the sight of his husband.
“Oh, Qingge…” Shen Qingqiu says, the words come out breathy and Liu Qingge makes a frustrated noise. Liu Qingge’s arms are tied artfully above his head in a way Shen Qingqiu hadn’t noticed before. His torn robes frame his chest in a way that highlights how toned his body is. And with the rest of his clothes removed, his hard cock is exposed and leaking from arousal. He looks beautiful bound and waiting for Shen Qingqiu to take him apart. Now he understands why other readers of PIDW were so fond of these ridiculous wife plots.
A part of Shen Qingqiu wants to let Liu Qingge struggle to fuck his mouth, but he already has other plans. He reaches for his qiankun pouch and produces a familiar bottle of oil. Since marrying Liu Qingge, he’s found it more than necessary to have one on hand at all times. He approaches Liu Qingge who’s still struggling against the ropes and makes a show of uncorking the bottle. Immediately, Liu Qingge stills and watches Shen Qingqiu intently.
“Liu-shidi,” Shen Qingqiu calls, “I know you’ll be a good boy, and tell me if you need to stop, right?”
Liu Qingge’s face flushes and he nods.
“Good,” Shen Qingqiu tells him before pressing a quick kiss to his lips. He pours the oil onto his hand before sealing it shut and reaching up to place it in one of Liu Qingge’s hands. “Keep that safe,” He orders Liu Qingge. The man grunts and he takes it as a sign of understanding. He hooks his hand under one of Liu Qingge’s knees and forces his leg up, exposing his hole. Liu Qingge’s breath hitches and Shen Qingqiu quickly slides his fingers in.
It doesn’t take long for Liu Qingge to fall apart on his fingers. He moans loudly and without restraint, something Shen Qingqiu takes great pride in causing. With three fingers inside Liu Qingge, he knows he’s already open enough, but he wants to tease the man a little longer.
“Liu-shidi looks so good,” Shen Qingqiu whispers.
“Please…” Liu Qingge begs breathlessly.
Shen Qingqiu tuts at him, “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll show them who you belong to.” He looks over at the dead bodies littered throughout the temple and looks back at Liu Qingge whose eyes are wide. He pulls his fingers from Liu Qingge and ignores the man’s whines. He lets Liu Qingge’s leg drop and presses close to him again. He presses his mouth to his throat and begins nipping at the flesh. Liu Qingge shivers at the feeling of his hot breath on his throat. “We’ll show everyone who you belong to,” Shen Qingqiu promises him.
“Please! Need…fuck, need you to mark me…” Liu Qingge forces the words out around his moans. Shen Qingqiu bites down hard before sucking at the bite mark, ensuring he’ll leave behind a dark bruise. He pulls off leaving the mark shiny with spit and brings a hand to Liu Qingge’s face. He squeezes his jaw tightly and the man moans at the pain.
“Who do you belong to?”
“Yours! ‘m yours…” Liu Qingge mumbles quickly.
“Good boy,” Shen Qingqiu praises him and releases his hold on his jaw. He brings his hand down and gives Liu Qingge a quick strike to his ass, pulling a startled moan from him. He steps away from Liu Qingge again and pulls his pants down, freeing his own aching cock. Liu Qingge’s eyes fall on his cock, and he can see the excitement in his eyes. Shen Qingqiu strokes his cock slowly, making sure to put on a show for his husband. Finally, he moves back to Liu Qingge. He reaches up for the oil again and Liu Qingge obediently lets go of it. Shen Qingqiu gives him a pleased smile and quickly pours the oil over his length. He tosses the oil onto the pile of Liu Qingge’s clothes before hooking his hands underneath the man’s knees and forcing his legs up.
“A-Yuan!” Liu Qingge calls out his name. His face is bright red, and the surprise is obvious on his face.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got you,” Shen Qingqiu reassures him. He lines up his cock with Liu Qingge’s entrance and presses in. He sinks into the warm heat that squeezes around him. Shen Qingqiu hisses as Liu Qingge tightens around him and continues pressing in. When he finally bottoms out, Liu Qingge is tugging on his restraints and panting into Shen Qingqiu’s ear.
“My poor shidi…” Shen Qingqiu says mockingly, “I could untie you but how can I when you look so good tied up?” He ends the question by pulling out of Liu Qingge and quickly slamming back in.
“Oh, fuck!” The words are punched out of Liu Qingge who tightens around his length again.
Shen Qingqiu begins thrusting in and out of Liu Qingge at a steady pace, making the man slide up and down against the wall. Liu Qingge’s breathing is unsteady, and his mouth is hanging open. “So beautiful, tied up and taking me so well,” Shen Qingqiu whispers. Liu Qingge whines at his words and tries to roll his hips down. Suddenly, Shen Qingqiu feels anger surge through him, “I should’ve killed all those demons.” The words come out cold and bitter and Liu Qingge’s eyes widen. “Knowing they got to see you like this. Tied up and vulnerable…” A surge of possessiveness overcomes Shen Qingqiu.
“Only…” Liu Qingge starts but his ragged breathing makes it hard to speak, “Only for you…”
Shen Qingqiu’s mouth changes from a frown to a pleased grin, “That’s right, shidi…only for me.” Suddenly he gets a mischievous look in his eyes and begins thrusting harder into Liu Qingge who wails at the sudden change in speed. “Mm, I know what I’ll do. I’ll take you home…throw you on our bed and I’ll tie you up.”
Liu Qingge shivers at Shen Qingqiu’s words, “Yesss! Please!”
“I’ll tie you to the bed and leave you there, ready for me to fuck whenever I want,” Shen Qingqiu continues, reveling in the feeling of Liu Qingge’s warm hole squeezing his cock. “And no one will know. I’ll leave tied up for hours…days…and no one will know you’re waiting for me to fuck you, to use you like a good little cock sleeve.”
“Yes! I’ll be so good for you…fuck!” Liu Qingge nearly screams the words and tears begin streaming down his cheeks. Shen Qingqiu buries himself deeper in Liu Qingge before rolling his hips, the head of his cock hitting Liu Qingge’s prostate.
“You leave the peak so often, our martial siblings will believe it when I tell them you’re gone on a hunt. Instead, you’ll be waiting for me to use you over and over again…” He whispers the words right into Liu Qingge’s ear.
“Please, A-Yuan! I w-want…n-need you!” Liu Qingge struggles to get the words out between the punched-out sounds he’s making. Shen Qingqiu keeps rolling his hips but brings a hand to Liu Qingge’s neglected cock. He wraps his long fingers around his length and Liu Qingge throws his head back, slamming it into the wall behind him. If it hurts, he doesn’t complain, instead trying to get some sort of leverage to thrust into Shen Qingqiu’s hand. To Shen Qingqiu’s surprise, the man manages to shift his body and free his other leg from Shen Qingqiu’s grip, quickly wrapping both legs around him. Liu Qingge uses his legs to pull them even closer together and forces Shen Qingqiu impossibly deeper inside of him.
As much as Shen Qingqiu wants to punish him for that move, he’s starting to get close to the edge. He pumps Liu Qingge’s cock faster in time with his thrusts, “Come on, Qingge.”
“Ah! Fuck…A-Yuan! Please, need to come…” Liu Qingge begs.
Shen Qingqiu laughs and presses a kiss to his throat, “Okay, shidi… You can come.”
Instantly, Liu Qingge is crying out his name, his words slowly turning to babbling until he comes all over Shen Qingqiu’s fist that’s still pumping through it. When he finally finishes, Shen Qingqiu still has his hand wrapped around his cock. Liu Qingge whines at the overstimulation and tries to jerk his hand off, “Too much,” He tells Shen Qingqiu through gritted teeth.
Shen Qingqiu pulls his hand away from Liu Qingge’s length but continues fucking into him. “Shidi…” He groans. Liu Qingge responds by wrapping his legs tighter around him.
“Please, A-Yuan…come inside me. Need you to fill me up and mark me…” Liu Qingge whispers the words in his ear the same way Shen Qingqiu had done to him earlier.
Shen Qingqiu’s hips stutter and finally he releases inside Liu Qingge. He keeps thrusting into Liu Qingge as he pumps him full of his come. The other man lets out a pleased sigh as he’s filled to the brim. The temple is filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing as Shen Qingqiu comes down from his orgasm. He leans against Liu Qingge who he still has pressed against the wall. As he slowly comes back to himself, he looks up at Liu Qingge whose tears have dried on his face but is watching him with soft eyes.
Shen Qingqiu’s eyes widen, “Oh!” He slowly pulls out of Liu Qingge and settles his legs back down. Shen Qingqiu quickly fixes his pants, tucking his length back inside. He looks around and spots Xiu Ya still buried in one of the demon’s bodies. He runs over and pulls out the blade, grimacing at the blood. His robes are mostly red anyway and so he wipes the blade off on his outer robe. He turns back to Liu Qingge only to be greeted with the sight of the man holding himself up on shaky legs and come dripping down his thighs. Shen Qingqiu curses this world and its lack of cameras, but he’ll do his best to burn the image into his memory.
“Hold on, shidi,” Shen Qingqiu says as he moves to Liu Qingge’s side. He wraps his arm around the man’s waist before carefully cutting the ropes around his wrists with Xiu Ya. Immediately, Liu Qingge almost collapses. Luckily, Shen Qingqiu had a tight grip on him and manages to bring Liu Qingge to the ground with him slowly. Refusing to let him touch the filthy temple floor, he cradles Liu Qingge in his lap. He watches the man examine his arms. They’re chaffed red from how tight the ropes were and Shen Qingqiu feels the slight simmer of anger return.
He takes hold of Liu Qingge’s arms and carefully checks the marks, “I have some medicine that should cool the burning.” Liu Qingge nods against him but stays silent. Shen Qingqiu begins to feel nervous at the man’s silence. “Are you okay, Qingge?” He asks.
“I’m good,” Liu Qingge answers looking up at him. He looks exhausted but there’s a content smile on his face.
Shen Qingqiu returns his smile with one of his own, “Good. I have some spare robes and we’ll find somewhere to stay. After that, we need to go see Binghe.”
Liu Qingge bites back a groan but Shen Qingqiu still catches the way he rolls his eyes, “Do we have to?”
“Shidi!” He lightly smacks Liu Qingge’s thigh, “We need to let him know about this little rebellion in case it turns into something bigger.” Shen Qingqiu sighs, “And killing their leader may have ruined any chances of diplomacy.”
“Who needs diplomacy?” Liu Qingge says easily, “Your disciple just needs to send you in to deal with them.”
Shen Qingqiu scoffs, “I’m sure Liu-shidi is the one who could put down a rebellion with ease.”
Liu Qingge raises a brow, “The bodies lying around say something different.”
He feels his cheeks flush red, “I! W-well, I was doing what was necessary to retrieve my husband!”
Liu Qingge laughs quietly, “Mn, of course. That’s why you went straight to fighting without trying any of your beloved ‘diplomacy’.”
“I was worried about you!” Shen Qingqiu says defensively. He thinks for a moment, “Is it always this stressful when I get kidnapped?”
“Yes.” Liu Qingge answers quickly.
“Hm, in that case, I’ll try to be more careful,” Shen Qingqiu promises with an amused smile, “Now, let’s get out of here. The bodies are starting to smell.”