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Xie Lian really enjoyed bringing him along at any festival. At first, it truly was to make him go out of his mountain; to see the sky and feel the wind on his face… but slowly, year by year, it was more than he felt something was amiss without Jun Wu by his side.

Not that the fallen emperor truly wanted to go, but it seemed to please Xianle, so he complied and followed him. And… ironically couldn’t argue and say that he didn’t like it either. The festival itself, he didn’t care. The common people? He wished to not see them, definitely. But Xie Lian? Smiling and dragging him around? Maybe this was worth it.

“Jun Wu!” Xie Lian sighed. “What are you waiting for? Have you seen a ghost?” He said, teasing.

Jun Wu blinked. He didn’t realize he ended up staring, looking at Xie Lian. He adjusted his hat and cleared the few steps between them. “I was lost in thoughts.”

“It happens often these days.” Xie Lian noted, as he crossed his arms over his chest. “You swore to never hide anything from me again.”

Jun Wu closed his eyes. “I am not hiding it. It’s all the things you know about already.” He exhaled and removed his hat, to put it on Xianle’s head. “There, wasn’t there something you wanted to show me?”

Xie Lian frowned. “I was just thinking we should buy some things and finish our day here.”

“Do you truly want to leave that early?” Jun Wu asked. “Probably, there are things you still want to do, I’m sure.”

Smiling, Xie Lian kissed Jun Wu’s cheek. “There isn’t. It’s going to rain. The clouds are menacing in the sky.” Then, naturally, he continued to walk. “Just buy a few things, and we can go back.”

“…” Jun Wu wasn’t sure if he should answer. “If you say so.” After all, the only reason he was enjoying this festival was that he could watch Xie Lian. Enjoying himself in a human festivity; without any need for anything else.

Being a little away when he discussed with the people, Jun Wu couldn’t help but smile. For his happiness, but also part of him felt that sorrow of being unable to feel this same happiness. Xianle was a strange creature, that… Even after trying, he couldn’t understand him.

In his thoughts, he hadn’t realized that Xie Lian was back to him. “You’re staring again.” He laughed.

“…” Sighing, he put his cloak on his head to protect himself from the rain. “Let’s go. It’s starting to rain, you were right.”

“Not before you tell me about what you were thinking.” Xie Lian crossed his arms. Even if it was raining, he couldn’t care less about some droplets.

“It isn’t important.” Jun Wu continued, replacing a lock of hair behind Xie Lian’s ear. “Let’s go. Nothing important enough to justify you being under the rain.”

Xie Lian exhaled. “Of course, it is.” But rain started to be annoying. Even if he had a hat helping him and his cloak, it wouldn’t be good if they stayed outside for a longer time.

Away from the main street, Xie Lian found an inn where they could rest, without caring about going back all the way. There were rooms left, and Xie Lian booked one. Giving the money to the keeper, he thanked him and, dragging Jun Wu behind him holding his hand, he ended up in the room, where they were finally alone.

The room was good; it seemed comfortable, and it was pretty. There was a bed, and a little table just next to it; fancier than his shrine or Jun Wu’s mountain. Directly, Xianle removed his wet hat to let it dry, same with his cloak.

“Here?” Jun Wu frowned. “I thought we’d go back under my mountain.”

“Why would we? So early?” Xie Lian laughed and passed behind Jun Wu to remove his cloak too. “It is still early, and my goal is to get you out of there, why would I bring you back so soon?”

“Because this is where I belong?” Jun Wu mentioned, entirely honest. “Why would I expect not to go back?”

“There is no reason to head back just yet. I have no wish to leave this city just now to go back under a mountain.” Xie Lian laughed and went to sit at the table. “Join me. I also bought some sweet rice cakes for you.”

Jun Wu looked at the prince and blinked. After some hesitation, he crossed his arms. “You know what I was thinking earlier?”

The prince frowned. “I’m not too sure?”

“How easily you can have fun with them.” Jun Wu closed his eyes. “I can’t understand you; I thought it was easy and yet, I’ve failed.”

“Oh.” Xie Lian laughed. “Sometimes, me neither.”

“What do you mean? That you don’t understand yourself?” Jun Wu frowned. “You’re getting even more complicated.”

Xie Lian smiled, but sighed loudly after. “It isn’t complicated.” He took the sweet he bought and stood up to stop in front of the expelled emperor. “See, these sweets?”

“Where are you going with that, Xianle?” Jun Wu wasn’t too sure, but he kept looking at him.

What he didn’t expect was Xie Lian to literally take a rice cake with his fingers, and to bring it to the emperor’s mouth. He hesitated, looking at the cake, and then at Xie Lian that seemed to be waiting for him to bite it. Still hesitant, he took it and raised his eyes to look at him, confused.

“See?” Xie Lian chuckled. “I’m doing what I want to do.” Once Jun Wu was done, he licked his fingers to take the syrup. “So sweet—” He had never been a fan of sweets, and today, he had gained back the right to be picky. “It isn’t more complicated than that. There is simply nothing to understand.”

Masticating, and finally swallowing the sweet, Jun Wu was even more confused. “I… do not follow you.”

“I am only saying that I am enjoying them now, and that I want to protect them, as I always did…” Smiling, Xie Lian closed the distance between them two. “Same as you.” Jun Wu’s eyes widened, as he put a hand on his nape to get him closer. “So don’t act surprised if I want to stay with you.” He added.

Closing his eyes, he exhaled. “I’ll never understand it.”

Xie Lian laughed back. “And I never asked you to understand.” He kissed his cheek again. “Even if I did, you wouldn’t understand. I’m unable to explain it.”

“I guess this is just how you are.” Jun Wu finally said. “There’s nothing to understand there.” Passing a hand over Xie Lian’s forehead, he added, “I tried, and I failed.”

The affection was clear now; they went through a lot. It took time, and yet it was a time that Xie Lian was willing to take. He could have ignored him under the mountain and never visited him again.

But no… Xianle wasn’t like that, and he learned it the hard way.

It took so long for them to get close as they were. Jun Wu’s affection toward Xie Lian was always honest and genuine, just tarnished by… things. And now that these things were out of the way, he could live truly for the first time in centuries.

Xie Lian, for everyone, seemed to have doomed him forever. Making him fall from grace… but the truth was that he saved him. Saved him from this role; from this person he created. The emperor was never; he should have never existed.

“Come on, they’re going to dry if you don’t eat them.” Xie Lian took him out of his dreams. “I bought them for you.”

Jun Wu smiled and followed him to finally enjoy the sweet he brought. He enjoyed sweets, and the sauce coming with it was bitter. Unsurprisingly, Xianle knew perfectly his taste.

While eating, Xie Lian couldn’t detach his eyes from him.

“Xianle.” Jun Wu said. “Now you’re the one staring.”

Xie Lian blushed and looked away, feeling embarrassed to have been spotted. “Nothing important, just lost in thoughts.”

Jun Wu smiled slightly. “Am I supposed to believe you?” He stood up, hands behind his back as usual.

Swallowing, Xie Lian finally decided to stand up and walk away from the table. “Just as much as I believed you when you told me the same thing.”

“Which means not at all, I presume?” The fallen emperor answered, a grin on his face. Walking toward the prince, he smiled. “I was only admiring you earlier.”

“…” Xie Lian hesitated. “I see.”

“I swore to not lie to you. This is the truth.” Jun Wu chuckled, cupping Xie Lian’s cheek. “What were you thinking about just now?”

“You.” Xie Lian blushed and lowered his head. “Just about you, nothing else.”

The atmosphere got heavy fast. Jun Wu didn’t answer and only stared back at him, and Xie Lian felt this pressure. He was honest with him, and maybe he shouldn’t have said it that way.

Jun Wu’s hand moved from his cheek to his chin, lifting his face off so he would look at him in the eyes. It felt… heavy. Very heavy, as if Jun Wu was scrutinizing his soul. The feeling was not unusual; it even felt… normal. And yet this time, the pressure wasn’t negative, more positive. Enough for Xie Lian to blush under this intensity.

“Jun Wu, I th—”

Lips stopped him, brushing against his in a soft caress.

“My Lord?” Xie Lian pronounced, when their lips detached for a second, still only a few millimeters from each other.

“There isn’t any lord anymore, Xianle.” Jun Wu murmured.

Xie Lian could feel it against his lips. Himself broke the distance to press his lips against his again and closed his eyes. “Then… if there is no lord, there is no Xianle anymore.” He said, once their lips detached.

Jun Wu chuckled, “if only it worked that way.” Without giving a second to Xie Lian to protest, he kissed him again, softly. Seeing he wanted to reply and have the last word; he pressed his hand on Xie Lian’s nape to keep him from moving.

Not wanting to protest anymore, Xie Lian closed his eyes and answered his kiss. His hand cupped Jun Wu’s cheek, and his thumb brushed over his facial scar.

After some long seconds, they detached again, staring at each other, not wanting this instant to stop. The untold attraction got the best of them. These small caring gestures were hiding a deeper meaning that was unfolding slowly, but surely.

Smiling, their lips pressed against each other another time.

Gasping for air in a muffled moan, Jun Wu took the invitation to deepen the kiss. It surprised Xie Lian for the first second, but he followed it; his tongue dancing with his.

Every time their lips moved apart, to breathe, they came back, as if they were attracted to each other. Jun Wu’s hands moved to his waist, pressing him against him as Xie Lian moved his hands on his chest to rest. They only separated to breathe, both tasting each other as they never did before.

“You taste sweet.” Xie Lian flustered. He laughed, somehow to move away the embarrassment. They didn’t stay apart for a long time.

The kiss didn’t feel like enough. Xianle’s hands started to caress the chest, opening his hands and closing them, dragging his fingertips on his muscle. Jun Wu skipped a breath and broke the kiss for a second.

Looking through Xianle’s eyes, he felt that passion burning. Their lips touched again, and the exchange intensified. It felt so overwhelming, and yet he didn’t wish to let Jun Wu take what he wanted alone.

Jun Wu’s hands left his waists and followed his spine until he arrived at his butt. After a second hesitation, he grabbed his ass, kneading it. Xie Lain moaned through their kiss, but they continued without interruption.

It wasn’t enough anymore; they needed more. Xie Lian felt the need to feel Jun Wu’s skin; he slid his hands under his hair, on his nape and pressed him against him, not allowing him to move away from him.

As if Jun Wu ever wanted to leave…

The kiss not only got longer, but intensified again. It wasn’t just a show of love, but a desire growing within them; hands not staying still but roaming. Jun Wu’s hands kneaded his butt before leaving to unfasten his belt and let his robes open.

Xie Lian gasped, as his hands closing into fists. “Jun Wu—” And lips pressed against his again.

Roaming hands moved under his first layer, and Xie Lian’s breath accelerated. Taking one step back, Xie Lian followed him and took one step forward. Without ever breaking the kiss, he sat on the bed behind and brought the young man with him.

Straddling his legs and he answered his kiss; tasted him. “Oh…” He panted when they broke the kiss; so uneven and lost in the desire for more. He could feel the heat in his belly and butterflies. They already have kissed before, but this is the first time he felt his whole being warm from it.

Cupping Jun Wu’s face with both his hands, he claimed another kiss, and another one, many small kisses on his lips. At this point, none of them needed words to understand each other. They have been affectionate with each other for a long time now, and today was the droplet that made them go through this next step.

How? None of them would be able to answer, that was for sure… No question was needed at this point; they simply needed each other more… directly and passionately.

Jun Wu took the invitation; caressing Xie Lian’s spine and pressing on his back before grabbing his waist. Kissing Xie Lian again, pressing his lips against his and inviting his tongue in the prince’s mouth, he drank all his moans and loud inhales.

Hands didn’t stay still— they took the invitation to open Xie Lian’s robes that were already apart. Feeling his warm skin against his, Xie Lian blushed and startled.

“Wait— Jun Wu!” Lips possessed him again. The following went so fast that he didn’t have time to register everything. Jun Wu had pushed him on his back, laying on the bed. “Wai—” But between kisses, he couldn’t form a normal thought.

Jun Wu’s hands explored his naked chest, his robes open. His sensation was amazing; his skin burned against him and shivers appeared on his body. But it felt too intense so fast: so fast that he couldn’t register it.

Xie Lian was completely red; in a moment of panic, he pushed on Jun Wu’s shoulders. “Wait—” Their passionate kiss broke, a thread of saliva linked their two mouths together. Hands stopped moving, and Jun Wu looked at his prince with concern.

In an instant, Jun Wu removed his hands from his body and even stood up a little to allow him some space. Coming back from his high from the intense kissing, Xie Lian looked away, completely embarrassed.

“Xianle?” Jun Wu asked, concerned. He even let himself go.

“I— Hm… just…” Xie Lian was blushing intensely. “It’s fine… I’m fine… no worries. Ahah.”

But Jun Wu wasn’t buying it. Without excessive touching, the man came back and tenderly cupped Xie Lian’s nape. “What is it, Xianle?” Without forcing any more contact.

Biting his lips, knowing he swore only a few minutes ago to be honest, “Fast… it just went all fast.” Xie Lian closed his eyes. “And… hm… I might have gotten a little too much into it… and…” He closed his legs by instinct, now very much conscious of his shameful physical reaction.

“If Xianle doesn’t want…” Jun Wu didn’t mind, with his hand on his nape, he kissed him again. “There is no need to rush.”

“No! I— I want to do it, it’s just…” he swallowed, as he continued, “… a lot. Yes, A lot… too fast, and I was surprised.” Xie Lian felt that he started to calm a little. “And…” He squinted under him, making sure his legs would stay close.

Jun Wu smiled. “Me too.”

“…” Xie Lian bit his lips. “Only from kissing?”

“Only from kissing.” Jun Wu confirmed. He reached out for Xie Lian’s hand and pressed a kiss. “I got carried away.” As Jun Wu said it, he closed Xie Lian’s robes.

Xie Lian smiled, and closing his eyes, he reached out for Jun Wu’s lips, to continue where they stopped. He took his wrists and moved them to where he wanted his hands: his waist. The kiss itself was passionate; their tongue fighting for dominance over who would control it.

Only separating to get air when needed; their play started again. Jun Wu caressed Xie Lian’s body and slid his overrobe off his shoulders, as his hands slightly touched his skin.

“Stop me if it gets too much.” Jun Wu murmured against his ear.

Xie Lian nodded. Everything would be too much for him, but… he also knew that he wanted it, he just didn’t know exactly how. Somehow, he felt reassured that Jun Wu was leading— he seemed to have the experience he was lacking.

Lips finally separated, and Jun Wu looked at his face, smiling to see his swollen lips. “Beautiful.” He smiled and kissed his cheek.

Between two breaths, he added, “Even reciting my sutras in my head isn’t enough… I want that. I don’t want to recite them at all.” Taking a long inhale, somehow still trying to calm himself; to tell himself that it was ok.

Kisses moved to his chin, and lower in his neck. Xie Lian skipped a breath, and Jun Wu smiled against his skin. He took time to kiss his sensitive porcelain skin. He sucked his skin, leaving small red marks. Once some were visible, he licked his throat.

“Jun Wu…” Xie Lian said, closing his eyes. The feeling was almost unbearable; his whole body wanted more touch and yet, this feel on his throat felt almost… known. As if he knew that sensation. “I think it’s fine—”

“Fine?” Jun Wu pressed a wet kiss on his jugular, smiling at the sensation of his heartbeat that he could feel in his lips. “Oh Xianle.” So fast, so good. His heart was beating for him.

More kisses were pressed on him, each more possessive than the previous one.

And Xie Lian understood why this feeling was so familiar. He bore Jun Wu’s mark and possession for over 800 years… He blushed. “I feel your marks.”

“You’re beautiful.” Jun Wu breathed against his skin. “You always were. I miss it.”

He gave one last kiss to his throat, making Xie Lian shiver violently. It felt real; it felt heavy on his neck. Too much that he needed to check by touching his skin… And there was nothing; only Jun Wu putting his mark again on his body. In… another way now. This sensation was intense, and yet he didn’t feel as if he didn’t want it. It was quite the opposite; he was disappointed that it was already done. His neck felt very good, and sensitive… more than he would have thought he could be.

Finally letting his throat, he moved his clavicle and put a kiss again. For Xie Lian, it actually felt really good; it was warm, and it was lovely. Realizing slowly, but surely, that he wanted more than that.

As Jun Wu continued to go down, he fully removed his robes; now only wearing his trousers.

Xie Lian helped him to remove it; to finally lay back again. His brain had all sorts of emotions; the strongest was that he wanted it so badly, that their relationship had built-up to it… and another part was anxious to abandon something that followed him for so long.

Jun Wu’s nibbling had stopped at his clavicles, but his hands didn’t stop and met his belly, following his lean muscles until he touched his belly button.

“…. One second… ah—” Xie Lian pleaded.

Jun Wu stopped directly and looked back at him.

“No! I mean… yes, but…” now he felt embarrassed to have made a scene by asking him to stop. “I didn’t mean to stop, just that… isn’t it unfair that I’m the only one getting undressed?”

“Is Xianle getting impatient?” Jun Wu teased. He didn’t wait a second more to remove his own belt and slide off his hanfu, showing his body to Xie Lian, who was staring back at him. Noticing it, he looked straight into his eyes. “Xianle is staring again.”

“— … Of course, I am.” Xie Lian looked away, embarrassed. “Anyone would with way less.”

Satisfied, Jun Wu continued to lower his hands. As he moved down, Xie Lian sucked down his belly and let out a sigh. Feeling even more embarrassed to have an almost naked Jun Wu caressing his body while he was doing nothing, he started to answer. His hands passed from his nape to the middle of his back, right between his shoulder blades.

Shivers appeared on his body, which encouraged Xie Lian to focus on it. His hand continued his way on one of his arms, caressing his skin from the tip of his finger, until it reached his hand. He intertwined their fingers.

It increased the arousal he felt and occupied his mind. Somehow feeling less shy, and more… excited to get to it. Into it. His sutras were deeply buried inside his brain at this instant; not even thinking the slightest about it.

Everything felt fast. Anything would feel too fast for him, certainty…

It passed in the span of a few years, things that he avoided for hundreds of years. They started with soft touch; a hand on the shoulder, then caressing his cheek. And slowly evolved into kisses. And even into affectionate gestures, as they showed in the city street today. Eventually, things evolved into what was happening now. Kisses leading to… more touching, which lead them to react to each other’s touch. Leading to desires.

And the rest… they were committed to it.

Xie Lian wanted to go further, and there was no hesitation as if Jun Wu wanted to get further too.

Slowly but surely, their hands moved on each other’s body, exploring this new warmth and sensation. And… eventually it wasn’t enough anymore. Xie Lian had reached the pants of Jun Wu’s trousers, and he froze, blushing. “Oh… sorry.”

Jun Wu did the same, going to play with the little string holding Xie Lian’s trousers. “On, Xianle, as if you needed to be sorry for that.”

“…” Xie Lian coughed, half to make himself less embarrassed, half because of what Jun Wu seemed to imply.

Then he continued, sliding his hands under, as Jun Wu slid off his trousers, making him fully naked in front of him. It was a lot, and he slowly closed his legs by reflexes. Jun Wu, smiling, moved to put himself between his thighs, stopping his movement.

“Don’t, Xianle.” Making a small circle with his thumb on his thighs, he continued, “don’t deny me the pleasure of seeing you.”

Completely flustered, Xie Lian nodded and opened his legs, showing to Jun Wu how aroused he was. He thought he was ready for it, but the second he saw Jun Wu looking down, he had to hide his eyes with his forearm— the vision of Jun Wu looking hungrily at him was way too much. And he was only looking at him!

Jun Wu chuckled, amused by his reactions, but as there was no sign of refusal, he could admire what he was seeing. Soothing him with soft caresses, nothing too much, he waited for his partner to relax. It worked well.

Until the fallen emperor took a second to remove his own trousers.

Both naked, body against each other. Xie Lian didn’t want to resist the urge to look at the man in front of him. He stood up a little, supporting himself with his elbows.

Jun Wu… was hard, that one thing was clear. Xie Lian swallowed. The second sure thing was that…. Somehow, Xie Lian had never imagined his cock and was surprised to see him that big. Wide. Proudly erected. But big.

Somehow, even if the prince wouldn’t compare himself, he did feel a little small. He truly had never thought about his own size, even less compared to anyone! But now, this was the only thing in mind. Not that he felt less manly than him, only that… in fact, Jun Wu was very well girthed. Broad and wide, everywhere. Literally.

Xie Lian swallowed, and he gasped when Jun Wu’s hands wrapped around his dick. It felt hot, and overwhelming, even if it was only his hand… and even if he didn’t move. Slowly, he started to stroke him, and Xie Lian let out a clear moan. Tilting his head back and panting heavily.

This was intense.

And it was just his hand.

“Jun Wu… Ah…” Again, Xie Lian closed his eyes, feeling overwhelmingly good. He was a little afraid of it, but his body welcomed it completely. The only thing that was harder to convince was his brain… and to trick himself into it, he moved his hands and stretched it around the man’s cock. Preferring to participate than to just live through it; making his brain think of something else.

It was bigger than anyone he knew…. Not that he had seen many dicks before, but it was definitely something.

When Xie Lian felt how big and warm he was, he gasped. But pushed through, encouraged by Jun Wu’s sigh that he could distinctly hear. Truly, starting to stroke him, it felt amazing. He could focus on his reactions, on the skin following his hands as he was stroking him.

“Xianle…” Jun Wu said, breathy. His hand let go of Xie Lian’s cock and wrapped around the other hand. “Follow me.”

Jun Wu moved slightly and took both in his hands, making Xie Lian’s hand stretch around their two lengths. It was even more intense; not only he was feeling his warmth and his pulse through it, but he was feeling it on his dick that twitched under the stimulation.

Now he understood why this path of cultivation was difficult; feeling this sensation now, and it was as if he never wanted it to stop. He would never be able to come back to it after tasting it.

Squeezing his hands, so their cocks would feel the sensation. Gasping at the same time. There was something strong and romantic about leading his hands to stroke them both.

Both of their hands moving together, pleasuring them both. Xie Lian could enjoy it the whole night; he thrust into their hands, slowly and almost instinctively. Trying to get more sensations, but having no idea how to truly show it.

And it didn’t stop; Jun Wu’s free hand slid on Xie Lian’s ass, kneading his perfect skin. And as Xie Lian reacted to it, his fingers followed his lines, creating shivers all over his body. Fingers pressed, until they reached his hole, caressing the muscle.

It was at this moment that Xie Lian came back to reality; he knew that there was something coming, even more intense. He knew this… hole was used for further usage.

It was warm, it was good, but somehow his little knowledge in the domain started to make him… afraid. But he knew where Jun Wu’s dick would go in the next step. Xie Lian had seen porn even if he never wanted to, and it was obvious in what he had unfortunately seen where it was supposed to go.

Swallowing, feeling a little nervous… He wasn’t too sure. Part of him truly wanted; he would be disappointed to not have the taste of Jun Wu fully, but another part felt he wasn’t ready and that everything was too fast.

And the expelled emperor had clearly seen his distress and he stopped caressing him, his hand even stopped his stroking and he looked at the younger god.

“Oh god… Jun Wu…” Xie Lian bit his lips. “Don’t stop. It’s fine.”

Jun Wu frowned. “If it’s too much, there is no need for you to push.” He kissed his cheek, to calm him. “There is a lot to take while you have never explored this pleasure.”

Jun Wu understood that Xie Lian wanted it, but there was a barrier that he needed to get over. He continued to stroke their dicks, and heard a response from it. Xie Lian truly wanted it. As much as himself.

“Xianle, do you want more?” As he was getting back to his hole, Jun Wu smiled. He would be patient, as he already was for a long time in their past.

“…” Xie Lian didn’t answer directly. He hesitated. “So you’re telling me…” Xie Lian swallowed. He looked down again, at the difference between their two dicks, “that it’s supposed to fit in my….”

Xie Lian might not be afraid of pain; or even not anticipate it anymore… but for the first time in so long, he swallowed, nervous about how it would feel. Totally unsure if he could actually take it, or not. It didn’t seem… as normal as he was used to.

Somehow, a sword or a needle seemed less painful and even more pleasant. But mostly… like what he already knew and experimented dozens of times already.

But a dick? Jun Wu’s dick?

He was feeling afraid to be hurt; he didn’t know how to react. Of course, he was expecting Jun Wu to be much bigger than him, but he must confess that until recently, he never had thought about any of that… and now… now he had to imagine Jun Wu’s fucking him? Jun Wu’s big dick inside of him, fitting somehow?

It was fair game to be afraid.

Xie Lian closed his legs. “It’s not going to fit.” He shook his head. “You’re too big, it’s not possible… It won’t work.”

The prince put both of his hands on Jun Wu’s shoulders, pushing him away just a little.

“Xianle…” Jun Wu said. “Are you scared?” Trying to soothe him, he cupped his cheek with a tender touch.

“No!” Xie Lian looked away, blushing intensely. “Why would I be scared… It’s just sex… It should be fine… right?” He closed his eyes. “It’s fine, pain will be supportable.” He opened his legs again, and didn’t risk looking between his own legs.

“If Xianle doesn’t want to, there is no need to do more.” He squeezed his dick slightly. “But if you don’t want it to end now and want more, I can make you feel very good with my hand, there is no need to rush further.”

Xie Lian let out a small whine. “But I want more!” He let out, then blushed out of embarrassment. “I want to be one with you, I truly want to!” His breathing accelerated as Jun Wu didn’t let go of his dick as he was talking. “It’s fine… truly. No fear, I’m not scared. It will… just a little bit of pain, nothing more.”

Jun Wu wasn’t buying any of it, and he sighed. He caressed Xie Lian’s cheek, and smiled slightly, looking at how flustered he was. “It is fine to be, Xianle.” Smiling and reassuring, as he always was for him. “You know, there are other ways that don’t require your hole to stretch out for my size.”

Xie Lain frowned and went back to look at Jun Wu, facing him. “Other ways?” His lack of knowledge in this specific subject was impressive, more than he wanted to admit. It hardly made sense; what was Jun Wu talking about? Xie Lian wanted more than his hands, but he wouldn’t penetrate him?

Then maybe it would please him. He decided to trust Jun Wu, showing a bit of curiosity. “Like what?”

Having his attention, Jun Wu chuckled as he let go of his dick. “For example…” His hand moved to his chin— lifting it, so the prince would look at him in the eyes, “Doing me.” He said, very seriously.

“Wai—”

Both hands moved to Xie Lian’s hips, Jun Wu inverted their positions, putting Xie Lian on top, and ending on his back. All done before Xie Lian would realize what exactly it meant. But now… there was no doubt.

The man smiled, while Xie Lian blushed directly. He understood very well what the implication of it was now. It was so clear that he had no idea how to react.

“I didn’t mean that!” Xie Lian exclaimed. “Ok, you’re big but… it’s fine, ahah, just not used to it. I…do… you. Can I even?”

“And why couldn’t you?” Jun Wu smiled. His hand pressed on his nape, and he kissed his cheeks. “You’re the strongest martial god, how wouldn’t you be able to do it?”

“It’s… It’s not the same!” Xie Lian was very embarrassed. He tried to look away, but Jun Wu forced his eyes to look at him directly. “It’s not a fight, it’s… different. I never did it.”

Jun Wu smiled, but didn’t add a word. Somehow, within him, he liked to see Xie Lian internally struggling.

“And… me… to you…” Xie Lian looked at him, trying to calm his beating heart. “I… I think the first option was the best…”

“Tut-tut, Xianle.” Jun Wu held on his second arm, and kissed him slightly. “I simply do not want you to anticipate pain or make you go through something you don’t fully want.”

At these words, Xie Lian opened his mouth and closed it— he was searching for his words. Somehow, hearing it from Jun Wu was… something he didn’t expect. And by now, he knew him enough to understand that he was fully sincere. And serious in this proposition.

“That would be new— You not wanting to hurt me” Xie Lian chuckled.

“Let’s not be too surprised— if this is what you’re asking for, you know I could give it to you.” Talking, his hands moved from Xie Lian’s nape to delicately run his fingers on his throat, on the beautiful mark he had left earlier.

Xie Lian swallowed, starting to think that Jun Wu wasn’t talking about the same pain that he was anticipating.

“Jun Wu—” Xie Lian finally said.

“Old habits die hard.” Jun Wu answered, touching his throat with only the tip of his fingers.

“…”

“…” Jun Wu coughed. “So, we were saying?”

Xie Lian kissed him to shut him up. Now he was nervous about… what he had to do, but the fear he felt was away. Somehow, he only was afraid of Jun Wu penetrating him? The rest wasn’t fully confident, but not as hesitant either.

“I am surprised that Xianle knew how it worked.” Jun Wu murmured; his lips curled into a smile.

“I know how it works!” Xie Lian said, completely embarrassed. “I have experience.”

“Do you?” Jun Wu replied, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

“Yes!” Xie Lian, but his lips. “Well, I… ended up seeing parchments unwillingly…” He sighed. “And maybe surprising more than one couple… during the act. I totally know how it works.” He coughed. “… enough to know how two men could intertwine.”

Jun Wu laughed, amused. He then laid on his back and smiled. “Will Xianle show me how he would do it then?” He slightly parted his legs, giving Xie Lian an amazing view.

Xie Lian looked down, and blushed again. It was impossible for him to pass the embarrassment. Even more with how shameless Jun Wu was.

Xie Lian was still straddling Jun Wu’s legs, and he took a long inhale, calming his racing heart, and trying to focus on anything else. “I…” Xie Lian moved and going between his legs, he reached out for a kiss. His lips kissed Jun Wu, in a loving exchange. “I’ll do it, yes.”

Do… what exactly? Xie Lian wasn’t even sure, but somehow… somehow, he would figure it all out. He didn’t know how, but he would. Somehow. He was a fast learner; he had been told many times.

He continued to kiss Jun Wu, the kiss heating slowly. He was receptive to it and the second he parted his lips, the taller man took the occasion to slide his tongue in his mouth, to increase the intensity of the kiss. Xie Lian followed and answered, as passionate as him. Tasting his mouth, and slowly closing his eyes to enjoy every sensation he could feel.

Naturally, his hips started to roll against him, making their naked dicks against each other.

“Ah…” Xie Lian let out, but determined to make it a good time, he didn’t allow Jun Wu to say a word and went back to kiss him. And his hips rolled against him again, bringing them both back into the pleasure.

Determined to show him that he could do it; that he wanted to do it. He broke the kiss and kissed his neck, putting a small mark on it and smiling. Proud of marking Jun Wu’s body, he didn’t wait to continue down, putting a kiss on his pectoral.

Not only that, but Xie Lian pressed a soft kiss on Jun Wu’s scar.

It created a bigger reaction than he had anticipated. The man sighed loudly, which encouraged Xie Lian. He kissed it fully and even licked it; tasting his skin and feeling the scar feel under his tongues. The more he was doing it; the more Jun Wu was reacting.

“You’re… sensitive.” Xie Lian said, his fingers caressing the scar. “You’re reacting so much.” He smiled, kissing it again and again. He could drink Jun Wu’s reactions, and so close to his heart, his lips could even feel the accelerating heartbeat. “Because it’s my mark?”

Xie Lian loved what he was feeling; he loved to feel his reactions. It was so much better than he thought, and he wanted more. Finally letting go of his sensitive scar, his hands could follow every muscle; very slightly. Enough so shivers raised on his skin.

“It seems you know how to please a man,” Jun Wu breathed, closing his eyes.

“…” Xie Lian chuckled. “I think it’s more about you…” He brushed his scar with the tip of his fingers. “I think I just like to touch you.”

It was warm. It was just… very good, and Xie Lian continued, more confident than before. When his hands arrived at his lower part, he inhaled and stretched out his fingers around his dick and tried to pump it a little, mimicking what he did earlier with their two cocks.

“Squeeze your hand a little tighter— Yes, exactly like that.” Jun Wu let out a sign when Xie Lian followed his instructions. It felt ridiculously good to have his hands wrapped around him. Feeling as if he was finally getting his wish fulfilled. “And… with your thumb, press on the tip.”

Jun Wu tipped his head back, breathing heavily. Xie Lian had followed his instructions again, and the warmth of his hand was making him even more excited.

The prince explored; he naturally followed Jun Wu’s instructions and as soon as he did, he realized how good it felt for Jun Wu. He focused on it, squeezing his dicks and playing with his dick’s head. Himself was getting impressed about how much his partner was reacting. Even more delighted to be able to arouse him with his beginner’s movements. Seeing a pearl of precum on his tip, he had the idea to spread it as he stroked him.

“Xianle… fuck.” Jun Wu moaned in a breath.

Which encouraged him even more, appreciating it very much. Squeezing his hand around him, emphasis on his tip, each time he was getting close.

“Xianle, stop…—”

And Xie Lian stopped at the second. “… Sorry. I got too into it, seeing you losing it was…” Xie Lian blushed, as he continued, “… exciting.”

“I do not want to come from your hand.” Jun Wu chuckled.

“Oh.” When Xie Lian came to the realization of the implication, he looked away, flustered.

“Oil. In my sleeve, you can take it.” Focusing on something else than his dick was a little hard, but he managed… knowing how exciting it was for Xie Lian to follow what he was saying naturally, without even questioning it.

“I have it…” Xie Lian opened the little bottle. Raising his eyes, he stared at Jun Wu, as if he was waiting for an explanation.

“Coat your fingers with it.” Jun Wu sighed. “Two fingers.”

“Oh.” Xie Lian hesitated. “It’s for…” He swallowed. “Why did you have it on you…”

“Are you surprised? I bought it today.” Jun Wu smiled. “Coat your fingers in oil and apply some.” As he was speaking, he lifted his knee and spread his legs even more, allowing Xie Lian to see all he had to see.

No shame at all; just a hunger that was getting ever more intense as Xie Lian stared at him. But he ended up doing what he had to do. He coated his two fingers with oil before looking at Jun Wu intensely.

Rubbing oil against his hole… to make it wet and glistening. Xie Lian finally understood what it was; it was meant to lubricate and ease the way. He thought that maybe, with it, it wouldn’t hurt as much… but then he remembered how big Jun Wu’s pillar was— no oil could do a thing against it. He inhaled, and focused on his task at hand, cheeks flustered constantly.

To expose Jun Wu’s hole, Xie Lian spread his cheek with one thumb, and the cold oily finger touched his hole that twitched under it. Jun Wu let out a long sigh, sounding like a moan.

“Good… Now… make sure it’s fully oiled.” His head on the pillow, he could focus fully on Xie Lian. “Good. Xianle is gifted, he’s doing it so well.”

Much better than Jun Wu could have thought, seeing how his body wanted to react. How he wanted to fuck himself on Xie Lian’s fingers and stopped caring about anything else but him. Jun Wu resisted and continued to guide his love. The hard part was to not come from his fingers only.

Xie Lian caressed his hole; he spread oil on it and a bit at the entrance. “Done…” Xie Lian added. “I think.”

“Now….” Jun Wu had to regulate his breathing to be able to easily guide him. “Now you can insert a finger. And feel.”

Xie Lian was getting breathy too— he felt the pleasure from it, a warmth all over his body. Jun Wu spread his legs a little more for him and, exhaling to give himself courage, Xie Lian pressed his fingers inside. It welcomed him so well; sucking his digit as if he wanted it for so long.

Slowly, Xie Lian was gaining confidence. His hole felt so tight around his finger, but also so warm. He moved it in and out, staring at how his digit disappeared into him. Focus to make the best out of it, and instinctively move his finger, bending it and touching his sensitive walls.

“Now… Xianle…” Even Jun Wu wanted more. But with how Xianle listened to him made it harder for him; how excited he truly was. “Add another one.” He sighed as he already felt it presented at his hole. “Do it. It doesn’t hurt.”

And Xie Lian pushed in. Following instinctively every instruction, but also because he was so into it. The view of his muscle stretching to welcome his two digits. In and out, adapting at the base of his finger, and getting smaller as he was at the tip of his fingers. It was captivating.

“Good.” Jun Wu smiled, tilting his head back. “Now curve your finger—” He bit his lips as Xie Lian listened to him directly and touched him more intensely directly where it felt good, easily. “Good— again. Don’t stop.”

The prince was very focused on his task; his cheeks flustered but captivated by Jun Wu’s reactions. He continued, and even pushed more by himself. Curving his fingers; enjoying seeing it adapt so well. And when he felt that Jun Wu was ready, and loose enough, his instinct told him to add a third finger.

The expelled emperor groaned and closed his eyes. Oh, this was good; having his prince testing the ground with him. He could feel him test the terrain. When the reaction was positive, he would push through it. On the other hand, if nothing seemed to happen, he would change strategy. Slowly making Jun Wu losing himself.

Pressing his fingers, Xie Lian saw the man arched his back and let out a sound— it pleased the prince. Feeling that he found something, he continued to explore in this direction. His fingers pressed at this sensitive part, again and again. The feeling of his hole clenching hungrily around his digits was divine. He seemed to have found something, and his fingers fucked faster to this sensitive point.

Never would he have known that Jun Wu’s body was so reactive. And sensitive.

“Ah— Fuck— Xianle.” Jun Wu focused to not come from his fingers. Everything that was Xianle’s was enough to get him off; but this? Xianle exploring his inside willingly? Loving it? Gasping and breathing so heavily that he could feel it? Divine.

Finally removing his fingers, Xie Lian gasped when he saw how stretched he was now, when the hole clenched around nothing. He stared at him, trying to fight the flustering feeling he had.

“Since when…” Xie Lian exhaled, blushing. “You seem even more into it now than before…” It surprised him, but it also excited him. “… more than when you were stroking me…”

“My prince going out of his way to please me?” Jun Wu laughed. “What an honor. How wouldn’t it be pleasurable?”

“You’re impossible…” Xie Lian sighed, but smiling. After all, now it would change nothing because he also wanted it so much. “I want to be one with you. And I enjoy seeing you losing yourself. I really do.”

Xie Lian understood the assignment. He hesitated a second, but too deep into the pleasure, he couldn’t stop now. Not until he would see how far Jun Wu would go. How good his hole would feel. Blushing violently at his own thoughts, he simply moved Jun Wu’s legs over his as he was kneeling between them.

Would it even feel good? How could his wet, hot hole not feel good around his cock?

Xie Lian took the oil again and rubbed it against his cock to be sure it would work; even without Jun Wu’s instructions, it made sense if he wanted it to be as smooth as possible.

Aligning to his hole, his dick got sucked a little inside already. Xie Lian eased the way by raising Jun Wu’s thighs, holding them under the knees.

A last second and hesitation, before Xie Lian pushed in; the hesitation was long gone; unwanted. For this man, for what he was feeling now, it was worth it. Never had he felt something so strong, that filled his body and brain entirely, something on which he had full control. Pushing as his hips arrived flush with his ass.

Truly, Xie Lian had to take some seconds to breathe, to pant about how good it truly was. How wet and warm Jun Wu’s walls were. Not sure about how he felt, or even how to react, not sure what to do. For an instant, he froze, staring at the beautiful man under him. Was it really happening? It was; there was no doubt with how good Jun Wu felt—

Feeling Jun Wu’s squeezing his dick, and moving slightly, sent jolts of pleasure into his body.

“Xianle.” Jun Wu said. He had moved up, and raised his hand to press it on his nape. Bringing Xie Lian closer, he smiled against his lips, “Move, and it’ll get better. For both of us.”

As they started kissing again, Xie Lian pulled out until only his tip was inside. He thrust back, feeling all of his restraint going away, slowly but surely. Just wanting to be one with him, to make him react— to give him what he wanted, all while receiving what he wished for.

Pushing Jun Wu’s legs a little more on his chest to kiss him properly, he drank all of his muffled moans. His breathing accelerated, and he panted; all of it mixed with a delicious moan that encouraged Xie Lian to give him more.

Taking confidence in it, as his partner reacted deliciously, wanting more. Instinct wanting to please him, to get more and more of this delicious sensation that was already pushing him to the edge. Jun Wu’s legs wrapped around his waist.

As answer, Xie Lian seized his waist between his hands, thumb rubbing against his abs. The warmth of his body, holding him in his hands, being able to control it…. Somehow, he really got into it and instinct took over. His thumbs moved over his belly, caressing his skin, and held him in place to roll against his ass and push his dick deeper inside of him.

As Jun Wu’s head tilted back, Xie Lian took the invitation to nibble at his skin, thrust into him accelerating slowly.

“Maybe you deserve a mark too…” Xie Lian murmured, without really measuring what he was saying. He bit him, and licked the mark he just created.

This affected Jun Wu much more than anything else; his possessiveness pushed him closer to the edge that he already was dangerously seeing. He tightened his grip around Xie Lian’s waist, asking him to fuck him harder.

The invitation was taken, and a moan left the emperor’s mouth, as Xie Lian was getting… ironically better and better, second by seconds. When he said that he was a fast learner; it was true. The prince also understood Jun Wu’s body well. When the emperor was liking it, he would squeeze his cock so hard that it made it hard to not follow his reactions— giving him exactly what he wanted.

It felt so intense for Jun Wu, and he now needed his release as he felt it building in his belly. Reaching out between their two bodies, he took his dick in his own hand and started to masturbate at the same rhythm of Xianle’s hips.

It was a vision; having the emperor under him, fucking into him as he was masturbating under his assault.

Xie Lian blushed, and couldn’t help but go to kiss his lips, attracted to it. Wrapping his hand around Jun Wu’s, “Let me do it.” He said, stroking him while still fucking into him. Moving to his tip as he was deep inside of him and moving to the base when he was pulling out. Following his pace, making sure he would get the most out of it.

Once the pace settled, Jun Wu hugged Xie Lian and stole another kiss. His hips moved in harmony with him, trying to follow his pace of his stockings, and thrusts.

“Xianle—” Jun Wu exhaled. “More.”

More… giving him more.

Xie Lian nodded, “Me too—” he said, and kissed him again. This way, he could muffle his own sounds. He squeezed his dick with more strength, and moved his hips faster.

“Fuck Jun Wu—” Xie Lian couldn’t focus on his lips anymore; he hid his face in the crook of his neck, panting. “You’re… Oh god.”

The constant stimulation, and Xie Lian’s weakened state against him was enough for the emperor to reach orgasm, releasing between their two bodies. On their abdomen and on Xie Lian’s hands. In a long groan. The sensation was divine. Under his orgasm, his hole clenched so deliciously around him; as if he was inviting him to release too, pushing him through a limit he had never encouraged yet.

And he was indeed very close. Xie Lian’s cheeks were completely red, and he was trembling a little. “Oh, fuck you’re so tight—” So close. His hips were rolling intensely, burying his dick deeper in his body. His hands held himself up, both sides of Jun Wu’s head.

So close… he slowed down, and finally started to remove himself. Jun Wu pressed on his lower back with his ankles, refusing for him to pull out.

“Don’t…” Jun Wu breathed. “Inside; let me feel you completely, Xianle.”

Embarrassed but too deep into the pleasure to question it, he nodded and stopped pulling out to thrust deep and strongly— until the feeling was too intense. Encouraged by his word, he finally released in his welcoming hole, in a moan. Jun Wu clenched so hard around him, milking his last drop, he finally stopped moving, letting his body fall on the taller man. Still inside of him, still in his warmth.

Still so into it. And yet, Xie Lian felt his energy sucked; he let himself fall on Jun Wu’s body, and hid his face against his chest, trying to calm the intense feeling his whole body was feeling.

The warm liquid filling him made it so good. So deep; so warm, so… so, everything Xianle could give him. Panting and breathing heavily, he closed his eyes and smiled slightly as he caressed his partner’s hair. Softly, lovingly.

They didn’t talk for some minutes; only enjoying these sensations to the fullest, enjoying the shared warmth and slowly descending from the high of orgasm that touched them.

Kissing the top of his head, Jun Wu murmured, “So good for me, Xianle.”

“Jun Wu….” Xie Lian sighed as he finally pulled out of his hole, in a groan. Cold and dry, while his hole was so warm and welcoming. He loved himself against him. “You wanted this, didn’t you? Was it what you wanted from the start…” Xie Lian asked.

“Who knows?” Jun Wu teased.

“You planned it from the beginning?!” Xie Lian exclaimed. “But— what if I wasn’t afraid of… well…” He coughed, nervously. “… nervous about it, what would you have done?”

Jun Wu chuckled, then kissed Xie Lian’s sweaty forehead. “I had a way. You know I always do.”

“… you could have said so.” Xie Lian sulked.

“Did it change your enjoyment?” Jun Wu asked. Without answer for Xie Lian, he smiled, and caressed his head tenderly.

Resting on his chest, Xie Lian pressed himself against his body, smiling slightly finally. He felt played a little, but the conclusion was the same.

“It… didn’t. I even really liked it. And I would go again.” Xie Lian finally admitted, hiding his face out of embarrassment. “But if—”

“There is no if, Xianle.” Jun Wu chuckled. “Feeling Xianle spent inside, so warm, so close—”

Xie Lian blushed. “Shameless, no need to say it that way…” He chewed his lips, but Jun Wu kissed him so he stopped.

“As long as it’s Xianle, who cares how.” Jun Wu continued. “It could be any way. Nothing would have been unpleasant for me.”

“…” Signing, defeated. “You’re right— As usual.”

Jun Wu hugged him tightly, and continued to tenderly caress his skin. Xie Lian held himself against him.

“How can it be more exhausting than a fight…” Xie Lian sighed. “I didn’t know it was… that intense.” Hiding his face against his chest again, he laughed, “Now I know why people find it hard to follow my path…”

Jun Wu laughed and hugged Xie Lian tenderly. The evening continued as they talked and slowly fell asleep in each other’s arms.

A lot had been unveiled during this night, and none of them wanted to go back and embrace this new development.