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The peak meeting was going great so far. Shang-shidi hasn't had a mental breakdown, Liu-shidi and Xiao Jiu, haven't started fighting (yet) and Mu Qingfang hasn't even dozed off. He had a good feeling about this.
"And that concludes our meeting. Return to your peaks and-"
"Zhangmen-shixiong!" Qi Qingqi's voice called out as she slammed her palms on the table. Yue Qi's eyebrow twitched, once. He took a deep breath.
"Yes, shimei?"
"This mistress believes there is an important matter to discuss?" She looked pointedly towards Xiao Jiu, who immediately glared back at her, snapping his fan open.
Yue Qingyuan's face hardened. Right. Over the span of the last few weeks his Xiao Jiu has been going to brothels pretty much everyday. His martial siblings raised their concerns to him. It seemed like he could not put it off any longer.
"Xiao Ji- Shen-shidi. Please stay behind. Is that all, shimei?"
Qi Qingqi nodded, a smug smirk on her face. Xiao Jiu gripped his fan so hard his fingers turned white. Yue Qi wanted to hold his hand, raise it to his mouth, pepper it with kisses and-
He gently shook his head.
"The meeting is over. Please return to your peaks and prepare your monthly report. During the next meeting-"
He felt Xiao Jiu's eyes on him as the peak lords bowed and left one by one. He didn't even snap at Liu Qingge's rude remark, instead focusing all his energy to make Yue Qingyuan feel his rage. When the room was empty, save for the two of them, the sect leader moved his seats, plopping down next to Shen Qingqiu.
"Xiao Jiu-"
"Don't you dare call me that." The man hissed, pure venom and malice in his voice. Yue Qingyuan flinched and looked at the ground.
"Shen...shidi, this shixiong believes we need to talk about your visits to the pleasure houses down the mountain." He tried to sound gentle and not accusing, lest Xiao Jiu snapped again and left, like he usually did.
"It's not any of your business what this shidi does with his free time and money." He scoffed.
"Shen-shidi, the sect's reputation is at stake-"
"So this is what this is about. Of course, the sect's reputation is important. But what about this shidi's desires and needs, hm?" His voice was sharp as a blade, and the sect leader could see from the corner of his eyes how he fanned himself lazily. Yue Qingyuan's face reddened.
"I- I'm sure there are alternative ways-"
"Such as?"
His mouth snapped shut. He could propose Xiao Jiu to buy a toy, but surely a toy would not suffice? If his shidi was used to throwing himself into the throes of pleasure with female companions, then a toy would simply not be enough. He must think about it more, but first he had to assure his shidi he would take care of it.
"This shixiong volunteers to take care of shidi's problem."
He was met with silence so loud it made his ear ring. His ears burned with the shame he felt.
"I- that is-"
"Very well." Shen Qingqiu's breathy voice interrupted and his movements ceased. Yue Qi wouldn't dare look his shidi in the eyes, but he suspected he was being looked at with contempt.
"I shall meet you in your chambers at dusk." Though he was not speaking formally, his words were aloof and cold. Yue Qingyuan felt a swish of air as his shidi passed him, and when he heard the door shut, he buried his face in his hands. What has he done?
Yue Qingyuan rarely felt fear. The only few times were when as a child he stole food for sick Xiao Jiu, when a starving dog chased him for hours, or when he was locked in Lingxi Caves, clawing at the stone walls, afraid that he would never be able to leave-
This was not that scary. And yet, his fingers trembled as he stared at the vial of oil he was holding. Should he prepare himself? Or would Xiao Jiu want to prepare him? Or maybe he'd want to be the one penetrated...
He passed the vial from one hand to another, looking down at his crotch. His heavenly pillar was already half-hard despite the anxiety he felt. He heaved a sigh and set the vial down on the bed. The sect leader mentally ran over his tasks. He changed the sheets, washed himself and cleaned his sacred place (thrice!), and of course made sure they would not be interrupted.
Yue Qi mentally thanked Mu Qingfang for his insistence for all peak lords to learn the wonders of dual cultivation. Thanks to his shidi (and one erotica in which the female lead did not look like Xiao Jiu at all), even though he was a virgin he had some idea how to go about this. He would make sure his Xiao Jiu never went to a brothel anymore, he thought with bitterness.
A soft knock pulled him out of his thoughts. He cleared his throat.
"Enter."
The door slid open and in walked his precious shidi. He was hardly wearing anything, and Yue Qi's mouth watered at the sight of his pale skin.
Shen Jiu looked him up and down, and his face scrunched up in disgust as his eyes zeroed in on the bulge between his thighs.
"How improper. To become this excited at the thought of your shidi? You should be castrated."
Yes, he definitely should be. Shame filled him as he crossed his legs, trying to desperately hide his growing hardness. He couldn't help himself - the thought of Shen Jiu spread out on his cock or fucking Yue Qi with a toy made blood rush straight to his dick. He wanted to be used by his beloved however he wanted to.
Despite his harsh words, Xiao Jiu gracefully walked up to him and pushed him down, climbing on top and straddling his hips.
"If you dare try to force me down I will cut this off." He growled, gripping the base of the older man's veiny cock, which twitched in spite of the threat. Shen Jiu only scoffed and rolled his eyes. He pushed back some of his robe, revealing his dripping chrysanthemum.
"It's my first time with a thing this big." Xiao Jiu mused as he pressed the tip against his dripping hole. It almost slipped inside when he shifted and rested his hands on Yue Qingyuan's pecs. "I wonder if it will satisfy this shidi."
Yue Qi could barely keep it together. He looked at Xiao Jiu's tight puffy cunt, his mouth open, a distraught expression on his face. "I-It won't fit!" He protested and raised to manouver Xiao Jiu off his cock-
"I will make it fit." Shen Jiu growled and slapped Yue Qingyuan's hands away. He pushed him back down harshly and with a sudden movement sunk down, taking the whole cock inside in one go.
It felt as if Yue Qi ascended into godhood. It was pure bliss. His eyes rolled back into his head and he was pretty sure he screamed. The tight walls of Shen Jiu's cunt hugged his cock in a warm and loving embrace. It felt so amazing tears welled up in his eyes. If he died right now, he'd die a happy man-
"It's adequate." Xiao Jiu sniffed, looking down on him. His beloved looked unbothered, disinterested even. Some of the few indicators that he wasn't completely detached from the situation they found themselves in were his pink ears and the clenching of his pussy. A single drop of sweat rolled down his face, and Yue Qingyuan longed to lick it, to taste the salty liquid on his tongue. As he grounded himself he has begun to feel Xiao Jiu's nails digging into his pecs.
"X-Xiao Jiu, if you need a break-"
His voice cut off in a groan as Shen Jiu raised his hips and thrust down, the delicious slide of his pussy making him forget his words. All Yue Qi could do was moan in distress.
"You are so bad at this." Shen Jiu sneered and slipped open his robe. He grabbed Yue Qi's hand and pressed it against one of his breasts. Yue Qingyuan choked on his saliva, mouth opening and closing.
"The peak of masculinity, the strongest man in all of the cultivation world," Xiao Jiu scrunched his eyebrows, glaring at the man under him. "Reduced to a gaping fish, by a pair of tits? How utterly pathetic." He spat and the sect leader's cock twitched.
"How surprising. It seems Qi-ge likes being treated like the lowly trash he is." Shen Jiu smirked, an ugly thing, and started riding him in earnest. Yue Qingyuan was very vocal about this. He let out moan after moan, his hand gently squeezing around the soft breast that laid bare in his palm, while his other hand was busy gripping the sheets, holding on for dear life.
He wasn't a love-making professional, far from it, actually - but in his youth he has read exactly one... indecent novel. Trying to remember its contents, he improvised.
First he placed the rosy nipple between the juncture of his thumb and index finger. Yue Qi lifted the small breast up, and he changed his hold. He tried to squeeze it a bit harder, but a glare from Xiao Jiu made him freeze.
It was hard to focus, when his cock was experiencing an ascension to immortality on its own, but he tried his best to serve his A-Jiu. Yue Qingyuan pinched the delicate numb, earning him a satisfied sigh from Xiao Jiu. He squeezed the breast again, watching the nipple harden. His mouth salivated at the sight.
"Mmh, just like that..." Shen Jiu panted, jade eyes glassy, his thrusts growing more rapid and more messy, his perfectly manicured nails scratching at Yue Qi's chest. "If you come before me, I will rip your balls off!" He threatened when he felt the cock inside him twitch again.
The older man bit his lip so hard the skin broke. He could feel the metallic taste of blood on his tongue. He played with Shen Jiu's tit with one hand, while the other travelled towards his clit. He rubbed the small nub with his thumb and-
"Oh," Xiao Jiu's breath stuttered and he slammed down, cunt squeezing around Yue Qi's cock in a vice grip as he came. The sect leader couldn't take the sudden tightness and soon joined him in his mind-shattering orgasm. His vision turned white and he stopped breathing for a few seconds, feeling his qi mixing with Xiao Jiu's own. When he came to, the sight that greeted him was heavenly.
Slick and semen dripped out of the wet entrance down the sect leader's soft lenght. Xiao Jiu's face was painted in soft pinks, and his gorgeous mouth was open as he panted softly. Yue Qi was reduced to a trembling mess at the sight of his own tan skin clashing with Shen Jiu's pale breast, but what truly did him in was the look in his shidi's eyes.
Shen Qingqiu's eyes were in the shape of crescent moons, but not in the usual sharp way - there was a certain softness to it, and he looked almost fond.
He let out a pathetic moan at the thought and his hand fell from the chest before him onto the bed with a soft thud. His own chest raised as he tried to catch his breath, his heart aching for the man whom he had loved for years.
He mustn't delude himself into thinking Xiao Jiu loved him. He made it clear he only cares for bodily pleasures, that he despised him and only agreed to this on a whim. Yue Qingyuan felt stinging behind his eyes, but he decided to ignore it.
"You finally looked me in the eyes." Shen Jiu scoffed and clenched around his oversensitive member. "Took you long enough."
Yue Qingyuan simply stared at the image before him, trying to stiffle the growing pain in his chest. He was never interested in the four arts, but he felt an immense need to put this view on paper. Beautiful brown hair softly embracing the sides oh his face, thin eyebrows resting in a rare moment of tranquility. Eyes of jade, shining with untold regrets and misery, bitten lips, only capable of speaking alluring lies and half-truths, tongue as sharp as the blade Shen Jiu wields. He felt Shen Jiu's finger under his chin, snapping his mouth closed.
"Paint a picture. It'll last longer." The corner of those bewitching lips twitched, the movement so quick it seemed it was never there.
But Yue Qi managed to catch it and imprint it in his mind.
"I would, if Xiao Jiu taught me."
He spoke with sincerity and sighed in relief when Shen Jiu didn't immediately slap him. Instead, the man on top of him seemed happy about the remark.
"I don't know, Zhangmen-shixiong has no talent whatsoever. It would be a waste of my precious time." Snickering, he raised his hips and Yue Qi's cock slipped out. He leaned forward and gently brushed a stray lock of hair out of the bigger man's face.
Yue Qingyuan's stomach clenched with the intimate gesture. He desperately tried to stifle the hope inside of him. Xiao Jiu did not love him, he thought, so he ought to stop feeling like this.
"Will you stop going to brothels now?" He rasped, eyeing the lazy smirk adorning his shidi's face.
"Did you think one orgasm was enough to satisfy this shidi?" He scoffed and crawled forward, his chrysanthemum hovering over his mouth.
"Ladies in brothels stay up all night satisfying this one. But if Shixiong admits he is above such a disgusting ta-"
He let out a long moan as Yue Qingyuan grabbed his hips harshly, grinding his cunt down on his mouth. He lapped at the gaping hole, his tongue catching every single drop of the liquid coming out of it. The taste of his own cum inside his shidi did wonders stifling his jealousy.
"S-seems like you've finally learned your place - below your shidi!" The younger man let out an ugly laugh and ground his pussy on the sect leader's face. Yue Qi licked the labia, in between sucking gently on his entrance, trying not to grumble as he couldn't taste his Xiao Jiu's slick. As the man on top was getting wetter and wetter, none of it was free of his own seed. No matter. He would just have to lick it all clean. He arched his neck, teeth gently nibbling on the clit. He was rewarded by a keen and a clenching of thighs around his face. It was a bit painful, but a little pain was nothing compared to his current task.
He must keep Shen Jiu from going to brothels! Determined, he started sucking around the bundle of nerves and-
Clear liquid sprayed all over his face, and his shidi let out a gut-wrenching sound, falling off his face. He sat down on the top of his chest, his muscles twitching while the sect leader sat up, wiping his mouth. At first, he assumed the liquid to be urine, but after licking his lips he knew it wasn't it. He stared at the angry, blushing shidi in confusion.
"Not a word." He hissed and Yue Qingyuan swallowed, nodding meekly.
"I mean it!" He barked, rolling off the bigger man. "Unbelieveable! On your first try, no less!"
His face was red from rage. Yue Qi wisely chose to be silent as to not aggravate his shidi further.
Is it over? He asked himself and put a stop to the disappointment growing steadily in his chest. He didn't want it to be over - he was desperate to please his Xiao Jiu, desperate to be praised, to be loved-
The sect leader couldn't allow himself such vulnerability. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and sat up, readying himself to leave his own room-
"Where do you think you're going?" Shen Jiu pulled Yue Qi on top of himself by the back of his robe, his voice strangely breathy.
"I-I- T-this shixiong thought-"
"He thought wrong," Shen Qingqiu mocked and spread his legs, showing Yue Qingyuan his gaping opening. "Zhangmen-shixiong made a mess, now he has to clean it up." He snarled and pulled on his hair for good measure. "Or have you had enough, sect leader?"
His eyes widened as Xiao Jiu sighed contently and spread his pussy lips with his index finger and his pinky, two fingers in between thrusting inside his twitching hole. He looked at Yue Qingyuan with sultry eyes, thrusting his fingers in and out in slow movements.
"This shidi needs more to sate himself." His fingers spread out his gorgeous pussy lips, and a thick glob of slick mixed with (Yue Qingyuan's!) cum slowly dripped out. He licked his lips, pushing the cum that leaked out of his chrysanthemum back inside, panting heavily.
Yue Qi let out a broken whine and dived in, tongue thrusting alongside his shidi's beautiful long fingers. His strong hands grabbed either pale thigh, digging his fingers into that delicate skin to prevent Xiao Jiu from closing his legs.
"Yes, yes, just like that!" Shen Qingqiu encouraged, his moans getting louder and louder. It seemed the more this went on, the more honest he became. Yue Qi will take full advantage.
His tongue lapped at the delicate folds, nose pressing against his clit. The taste was simply divine. Too bad his own release dominated the flavor, he frowned in consternation. No matter - he would just have to lick it all out. He slurped and scooped the cum out of his shidi's hole with his tongue, relishing in the moans filling his ears. Yue Qi felt his spent cock harden once again. He started rutting against the sheets. And when he could finally taste more of the gods' nectar, his head was harshly pulled off by a hand in his hair. He winced in pain and looked into Shen Jiu's eyes. Then he looked back down, and saw a stretched hole clenching around nothing, and thus he stuck out his tongue to fill it-
"Insatiable dog!" Shen Jiu snapped and pulled his head back by the hair, hard. "You're here for this shidi's pleasure, not your own!"
Yue Qingyuan halted his movements, looking up at Xiao Jiu, ashamed.
"Qi-ge is sorry..." He could barely recognize his own voice. He sounded absolutely wrecked. He probably made such a pathetic image - his own disgusting come dripping down his chin, with the earlier clear fluid shining on his face, humping the bed like an unruly dog. Arousal pooled in his belly at the thought of being reduced to this state by his beloved.
Xiao Jiu sniffed and turned up his nose at him. "This shidi is sick of your tongue. Put your stupidly huge-" Yue Qi whined. "-cock to good use."
The sect leader scrambled to get on top of his shidi, lining himself up with the warm, inviting hole. He momentarily let his eyes travel over the shape of the body below him. Shen Jiu's skin was pink with a beautiful blush, unmarked and clean, except for his thighs - there were finger shaped bruises on the insides of the delicious flesh.
"It feels as if it's been at least a shichen." Xiao Jiu tutted and raised a thin eyebrow expectantly. He shifted his legs before grabbing them and hooking his knees under his arms. "Did all of your blood abandon your brain for the sake of the thing between your legs? An eunuch fucks better than you-"
His eyes rolled back into his head as Yue Qingyuan entered him in one aggressive movement. The older man felt a rush of possesiveness and grabbed the long, beautiful legs, putting each on a different shoulder. He grabbed Xiao Jiu's hands, intertwining their fingers together as he leant down to suck on his neck - because if he didn't suck, he would bite the skin until it bled.
Xiao Jiu was shaking with the force of his thrusts, barely holding on. He couldn't even finish one moan as another disrupted it. He gripped Yue Qi's hands, digging his nails into the tanned skin. But it was still not enough.
"I-if this is h-how you fuck, I might replace you with a glass cock!" Shen Jiu taunted, his cunt spasming around the huge cock spreading it.
Yue Qingyuan growled in jealousy and sped up his movements, grinding harder and harder, his balls slapping the expanse of Shen Jiu's ass with every powerful thrust. He will make A-Jiu cum so hard he will forget about women, eunuchs, toys...
The older man felt another orgasm coming, but he tried his best to keep himself from ejaculating. He had to pleasure his Xiao Jiu first, that was his priority-
He braced both legs against one shoulder, beding Xiao Jiu into a mating press, and reached between his legs. He traced lazy circles over his beloved's clit, just like in the erotica he had read in his youth. Xiao Jiu let out a hoarse scream and scratched Yue Qingyuan's bicep so deep blood dripped down his arm. But it didn't matter, he thought as he saw his cock's outline on the man's belly. He would make him cum again.
"I-I can't, I can't, I can't Ican'ticanticanticanticant!" Shen Jiu wailed, tears streaming down his face. Yue Qingyuan's mind turned blank as he buried his whole cock in the tight cunt, emptying himself inside Xiao Jiu a second time, their qi flowing through one another once again. His shidi let out a sob and Yue Qi's mouth dropped open. Paling, he quickly begun to pull out, apologies for his harsh behavior on his tongue-
Two legs wrapped around his hips, forcing him to stay inside.
"D-don't you da-dare." The jade eyes narrowed dangerously, glistening with tears. Yue Qi nodded and he collapsed on top of Xiao Jiu. Soon, he felt nails scratching his scalp in gentle but teasing motions. His oversensitive cock couldn't even twitch at the wonderful sensation. He let out a wail and thought about how to get it hard again so he could continute satisfying his shidi, since his tongue was harshly rejected. Would fingers be enough?
Once Xiao Jiu found out his shixiong couldn't keep going immediately, would he leave to a brothel? Would he throw himself into arms of a woman and let her pleasure him all night long?
His vision blurred and he realised he was crying. Before he could cover his mouth out a gut-wrenching sob left him and he could only bury his face in Shen Jiu's breast. How shameful.
"Why are you crying?" The man under him hissed, astonished. "Oh for- Shut up!" He scolded and hugged the man's head tightly.
"Pl-please don't leave-" Yue Qi's breath hitched and he succumbed into the grief, into the anxiety.
"The roles are reversed now, hm?" Shen Jiu rolled his eyes fondly. "You are such a crybaby." He huffed, as if his own eyes weren't filled with tears a few moments ago.
"Q-qi-ge is s-sorry, A-Jiu!" His throat hurt and he couldn't breathe correctly. "T-this stupid Qi-ge didn't come ba-back in time!"
Shen Qingqiu froze. His voice was cold. "What do you mean by that?" He grabbed the man by the hair and squished his cheeks in his palm. "Speak, you fool! You came back for me?"
Yue Qi nodded. "X-Xiao Jiu didn't know?"
"How could I know, you idiot!" He snapped and whacked the sect leader across the head. Ignoring the pained cry he stared the man down, leaning closer. "You- you foolish...idiotic..." He pulled him down into a bruising kiss.
Yue Qi eagerly returned the kiss, wrapping a possesive arm around Shen Jiu's neck. He couldn't keep the smile out of his face - he was finally one with his beloved - with Xiao Jiu. Shen Jiu broke the kiss and scowled at his smile, but didn't comment on it. He pushed Yue Qingyuan's face into his bosom.
"Stupid Qi-ge. You're truly useless without me around." Shen Jiu huffed arrogantly, rubbing soothing circles on Yue Qingyuan's back. The older man could hear the hint of a smile in his voice. Qi-ge sighed softly, closing his eyes and relishing in the gentle heartbeat under his ear. It seemed he truly was.