FINALLY HOME

                                    

                                          
"A-Qiao ah A-Qiao," Yan Wushi tsks, leaning forward to nuzzle the side of his neck. "Three times A-Qiao!! Three times I have bared my heart to you. How should I punish you?" Shen Qiao shivered in his arms, a low moan releasing in a ragged breath. He wrapped his arms around Yan Wushi's neck and lifted his legs when he felt a hand nudge them up. Yan Wushi lifted him up, two hands cupping his ass and squeezed harshly and Shen Qiao hissed, the noise immediately swallowed by Yan Wushi's as he kissed him harder.
                          
Shen Qiao barely registered with Yan Wushi undressing him, being pushed on the bed and by the time he came into his senses both of them had no barriers named- clothes. Yan Wushi grinned wickedly, spreading Shen Qiao's legs to settle between them. He lifts one leg and presses a gentle kiss to the calf then down to the thigh, licking a long strip toward Shen Qiao's aching cock but not reaching it.
                          
Shen Qiao's already blushed face turns a shade darker, hands reach up to cover his mouth, trying to silence any embarrassing sounds that would escape him. Shen Qiao choked out a groan and unconsciously reached to place his hand on Yan Wushi's head. He moans, small choked out noises that have Yan Wushi humming with pleasure. The vibration has Shen Qiao squirming, strong hands coming up to hold him down. Shen Qiao's own hands move to rest on Yan Wushi's shoulders as the man below him earnestly works to deep throat his cock.
                          
Yan Wushi looked up, watched Shen Qiao come apart by his mouth as he eagerly bobbed his head up and down. Shen Qiao was beautiful. Pure sin trapped in such a beautiful body. He could feel Shen Qiao's muscles in his thigh flex, a sure sign that he was close to an orgasm.
                          
"Sect—" Shen Qiao begged but cut off with a loud moan when Yan Wushi's humming sent sparks of pleasure through his body. Yan Wushi removed his mouth from Shen Qiao's cock and then pushed his body up while Shen Qiao kept begging "Please," he tried and tentatively grind against Yan Wushi's naked body. 
                          
Yan Wushi resumed his conquest, biting and licking down Shen Qiao's delicate body until he paused at the base of Shen Qiao's cock. The air is punched out of Shen Qiao when Yan Wushi mouthed at the vein, taking great care to lick a long stripe along it, savoring its taste. Yan Wushi was brutal as he parted his ass cheeks then he felt his tongue on him, circling his rim before pressing into the puckered hole. He moaned, his legs trembling with the effort of trying to stay up as Yan Wushi pressed his tongue further into his rim. He pushed his hips against Yan Wushi's willing mouth, unable to stop himself.
                          
Yan Wushi groaned his pleasure into Shen Qiao's hole, his tongue sliding deeper into Shen Qiao's walls. He pulled back from the puckered hole and reached for Shen Qiao's neglected cock, squeezing the base hard enough that Shen Qiao whimpered in defeat.
                          
"Come," he commanded and with a loud cry, cum spurts from Shen Qiao's already leaking cock, cloudy white liquid sputtered coating Yan Wushi's hands and Shen Qiao's chest.
                          
Yan Wushi pulled Shen Qiao with him, placing him on his lap and holding him through the haze of his orgasm. When the look of recognition finally dawned on Shen Qiao's face, Yan Wushi smiled and brought his lips down for a lazy kiss. He then proceeded to push a finger at the entrance of the puckered hole.
                          
Shen Qiao, still recovering from his earlier orgasms, buried his face in Yan Wushi's neck, breathing heavily when Yan Wushi's finger pushed further in, a second added a few moments later, and then a third. 
                          
Shen Qiao looked ethereal, hungry and horny and he murmured "Don't tease," he pleaded. The fingers left his aching hole, clenching around nothing before he felt something blunt and large probe his hole. Shen Qiao bit his lower lip, focusing on relaxing himself enough to accommodate Yan Wushi's cock. The squeeze in is still tight when Yan Wushi breached him but Yan Wushi was relentless and pushed further in and a loud moan from Yan Wushi was barely heard through the blood pounding loudly in Shen Qiao's ears. 
                          
Shen Qiao could hear himself crying out Yan Wushi's name and the loud moans of pleasure that only fueled Yan Wushi's arousal. Yan Wushi held onto Shen Qiao's hips, fully seated and barely waiting a moment before setting a relentless pace that stole Shen Qiao's breath. His eager cock pumped in and out of that delicious heat with a force that sent Shen Qiao jostling against Yan Wushi. 
                          
In and out, Yan Wushi's hips hammered into Shen Qiao's body, passionately fucking into the pliant body. His fingers dug into the soft hips, knowing there will be bruises there that he would trace later that night when they're in the privacy of their bed.
                          
"Y-Yan Wushi," Shen Qiao gasps out. "I need—"
                          
Yan Wushi halted his thrusts so abruptly, Shen Qiao let out a sob and tried to thrust against him but firm hands held him down. "Not until I say," Yan Wushi whispered close enough to Shen Qiao's ear that he licked the shell before tipping his tongue along the lobe. Shen Qiao flinched but nodded, prompting Yan Wushi to continue his rough thrusts. 
                          
"Sect- Sect Leader," Shen Qiao whispered. "I already gave in—"
                          
Seeing A-Qiao surrender like this is truly a treat for Yan Wushi. He loved how Shen Qiao looked with his hair clinging to the sweat on his cheek, another strand of hair in his mouth. "A-Qiao is so..." he trails off, groaning when Shen Qiao suddenly clenches around his cock. "Lewd."
                          
Their bodies grind against each other on the bed, Yan Wushi's thrusts become more erratic as he felt his own release coming. He chased it, knowing Shen Qiao was already waiting for his command. A few more thrusts and Yan Wushi gives him the command with a husky 'come.' Shen Qiao's force of his orgasm rendered him senseless as Yan Wushi's orgasm came with a shout of Shen Qiao's name, his thick seed painting Shen Qiao's insides. Time passes and Yan Wushi catches his breath. He feels sated and brings a hand up to pet A-Qiao's hair and he realized that he had passed out. Yan Wushi places a kiss upon Shen Qiao's brow and makes himself comfortable enough as he hums a nameless tune of happiness. 
                          
Finally, he managed to conquer the famous Mount Xuandu Sect Leader. The Demonic Sect Leader had finally found his home. Complete. His Angel. His A'qiao.
                          
THE END
                          
Dear Sweet Readers.
                          
The journey has ended. 
                          
Yan Wushi's demonic heart has found his soft spot.
                          
Love you all
                          
AnnaBaibe😍😍