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Most of the demon realm was a barren land. The conditions were harsh, forcing demons to adapt, otherwise they would perish. Luo Binghe had experienced this first hand, first surviving the abuse at the hands of his supposed shizun, then being pushed into the endless abyss. He suffered, oh did he suffer, barely managing to survive on the meat of the foul beasts that could exist in the hell that was the endless abyss. But he did it, he survived, clawing his way out with bloody hands.

Now it would all be for naught. He was injured, some weak demon managed to get a hit on him and now he was bleeding out. Even worse, his blood parasites weren’t healing his wound

It was all because of some demon skirmish. One of the smaller, stupid tribes had the guts to try and steal his territory, and now they were dead. The bastards deserved it, trying to undermine his authority after he worked so hard to get where he was! The sheer audacity, they were lucky he didn’t just wipe the rest of them out completely. Only because he was currently bleeding out on some random forest floor, once he recovered, it was over for them. He should’ve conquered them when given the chance, it would’ve saved him the trouble.

Currently, he has other things to focus on, mainly the fact he was bleeding out on the forest floor. He blinked, trying to stay awake but it was getting hard with the amount of blood he was losing. He curled up, if he was going to die, the forest wasn’t the worst place. It was rare to see so much green in one place, especially in the demon realm. It was quiet…and peaceful. Something he hadn’t felt in a long while. He closed his eyes, feeling his consciousness slip away.

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Shen Yuan was hungry, no not for food, but something more. Sure he was able to survive off the meals he made using the ingredients he scavenged in the surrounding forests, but it wasn’t enough. Maybe choosing to live in the forest wasn’t such a good idea after all, given the fact that barely any cultivators came through, let alone demons, but seeing the various creatures made up for the lack of food. He could feel it in his bones, a deep hunger threatening to consume him whole. He could barely manage to keep up his human disguise. If he didn’t eat, he would be screwed. Hopefully, some fool would wander into his den, then he could finally satisfy his hunger..

Shen Yuan sighed, it looked like he would have to scavenge again. He grumbled, preparing a basket to carry any plants he would find. He closed the door behind him but stopped not even a few steps from his little house. There was a large lump, just a few feet away. He moved closer to examine what it was, setting down his basket in the process. It could be an animal, rolling it over he froze, gasping with delight. The lump was a person! Even better, it was a demon! He could feel the waves demonic qi coming off of this person, he had to be strong. On top of that, he was pretty, smooth skin and wild curly hair that greatly suited his features. What a lucky find! He would be eating good tonight. 

Just as he began to drag the body back to his house, he noticed the large gash across the person's abdomen. He frowned, quickening his steps. No way was he going to let his meal die on him. After a few minutes, he managed to drag the body back to his house. Good lord was this guy heavy. Shen Yuan was barely able to get him onto the bed. Ah, the things he would do for a good meal. 

Grabbing the medical supplies from a nearby cabinet, he began addressing the demon's wounds. Afterwards, he set out to finish collecting his dinner. It appears he would have to wait, the wound on the man was a lot worse than he thought and the things he wanted to do might just make them worse. He would have to wait until they healed enough, but it would be so worth it. He was salivating already at the mere thought of having his stomach full, it had been so long since his last meal.

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Luo Binghe slowly blinked his eyes opened. Surprisingly, he wasn’t dead. Had his blood mites managed to heal him after all? Looking around, he realized that wasn’t the case. Instead of the grass and trees he expected to see, he was instead in a furnished room. The decorations were mediocre at best, nothing compared to the expensive pieces in his palace, but it made the room feel lived in. Clearly someone brought him here, but for what?

At the sound of footsteps, he tensed up, ready to defend himself against any attack.

“Oh you’re awake?” A soft voice said. Luo Binghe froze. The person was slender, his long black hair tied back into a low ponytail. And his face? He was beautiful, soft face with soft features to match. He looked just like…

“Shizun?”

“Huh?” The man said, confused.

“Never mind,” he replied. This obviously wasn’t his shizun. The man wore a pleasant expression and he was a whole head shorter than what his teacher should be, even shorter compared to Binghe. And most importantly, the man was a demon.

This little demon really thought he could fool him? Luo Binghe? The emperor of the demon realm. His disguise was weak, and he could clearly sense the demon qi. He would be a fool if he thought anyone would believe his little trick. The real question was what type of demon this man was. He was too pretty to just any regular old demon, maybe some type of sex demon? Looking him over, Binghe could definitely see the appeal, especially with the amount of skin on display.

“Are you hungry? I made dinner, come eat.” The man turned to walk away then stopped. Binghe tensed. “Oh, my name is Shen Yuan by the way.”

Luo  Binghe’s eyes narrowed, Shen? Could this be some long lost relative of his shizun. That would explain the resemblance. But this man was obviously a demon, unless his shizun was also a demon? Something to think about later. He moved to follow Shen Yuan, prepared for any ambush the little demon might have for him. To his surprise there was none, was he trying to lull Luo Binghe into trusting him? No, he didn’t seem like the type. It didn’t seem like he recognized Binghe either, maybe the demon really was a fool.

The kitchen was tiny, barely big enough for a person to cook in but somehow Shen Yuan managed to fit a table big enough for both of them. Shen Yuan sat down and Luo Binghe followed, sitting across from him. On the small table were two plates, each containing a simple meal of meat and vegetables. Luo Binghe picked at the food, it didn’t look poisoned but he still didn’t risk it, especially while his blood parasites weren’t functioning. He would have to deal with it sooner or later.

“So… what does Shen Yuan want,” he asked casually, continuing to poke at the food. Shen Yuan paused, food halfway to his mouth. He tilted his head in confusion as he took another bite.

“For saving me,” he clarified. Shen Yuan stopped to think about it before replying, “nothing.”

Binghe didn’t trust his answer. Shen Yuan took a moment too long, clearly he wanted something, but what?

“Really? Nothing at all?” Shen Yuan shook his head, before going back to eating.

Binghe sat in silence, watching Shen Yuan take bite after bite, still not daring to touch his own plate.

Finally, Shen Yuan asked, “So what were you doing out here? For you to be so hurt.”

Luo Binghe debated answering before deciding to humor the demon. “Defending his territory. …I killed them all.” He smiled, baring his teeth, displaying his sharp canines.

Shen Yuan wasn’t fazed by the subtle threat and merely nodded, “how’s your wound? And what’s your name, I don’t think I caught it earlier.”

“Better,” he hesitated, wondering if he should give his real name. Whatever, he was the emperor, what could this demon do? “It’s Binghe.” He watched for Shen Yuan's reaction, but the man still showed no sign of recognition. He frowned, feeling slightly disappointed. He didn’t conquer the demon realm just for this random demon to not be able to recognize him.

Shen Yuan nodded, then moved to clean the dishes, completely disregarding the fact that Binghe hadn’t touched the food at all. Luo Binghe watched him walk away and for a moment, the demon's illusion flickered, exposing the tail and horns before they disappeared just as quickly. It reminded him of the succubus tribe he had met in the abyss, but this demon was a male. An incubus maybe? He was definitely a sex demon though, and a hungry one at that, if his ability to disguise himself was this weak.

The demon would probably try to feed on him tonight. He wasn’t particularly excited at the thought of having his qi drained, especially while he was injured, but looking the demon over again, he wouldn’t exactly mind. Shen Yuan was exactly his type. He was used to pretty things, but Shen Yuan’s beauty was exceptional, nearly rivalling his own.

Shen Yuan came back, feigning concern about his injury but Binghe knew it was just an attempt at seduction. He wasn’t exactly sly, practically crawling into Binghe’s lap and trying to act all coy by fluttering his long lashes while caressing his chest. Each touch meant to spark arousal within him but it was easy enough to ignore. He wasn’t even examining the wound closely, only briefly glancing at it before turning his attention back to Binghe’s face. 

Shen Yuan must really be hungry, but unfortunately for him, Binghe wasn’t going to be easy prey. He would show this little incubus just who was the emperor here.

“It’s late, we should probably head to bed. Come, I’ll show you to your room.” Shen Yuan might think he’s being subtle, but Binghe could hear the hidden excitement in his tone. Nevertheless, Luo Binghe nodded, following obediently, like he wasn’t being led into a trap.

After Shen Yuan left, he settled into bed. He knew it wouldn’t be long before Shen Yuan came back but he could probably get some sleep until then. As expected, he was jolted awake when the door creaked open not even a sichen later. He laid still, keeping his breath steady as he listened to the sound of approaching footsteps. Poor Shen Yuan, thinking he would have an easy meal. He had no idea what was going to happen.

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Shen Yuan slowly crept into Binghe’s room, making sure the other was asleep before sliding into his bed. He took a moment to admire his handsome features, he really was beautiful. It would only make his meal more delicious. Slowly, he began to strip the man of his robes. To his surprise, the wound on his stomach magically disappeared, leaving only a faint scar. What amazing healing this demon had. When he reached for the pants he stopped, gasping in shock. Big, that was the only way Shen Yuan could describe it. It was huge! Bigger than anyone he had ever seen, nearly the size of his forearm.

He squirmed with anticipation, already imagining how full he would be. He wrapped his fingers around, mouth open in astonishment when they didn’t touch. He didn’t waste a second, the moment Binghe was fully hard, he was already on his knees, his hole wet from excitement and ready to take the massive length.

He slowly lowered himself, the tip nudging against his entrance. He pushed harder, frowning when it didn’t immediately slide in. He tried relaxing yet it still refused to cooperate. He wasn’t getting rusty was he? Or was Binghe really that big?

Frustrated, he grabbed it so he could force it in himself.  After some resistance, the tip finally, finally slid in. He gasped, moaning loudly with relief. Once the tip went in, the rest followed smoothly until skin met skin.

He planted his hands onto the firm chest, checking to make sure his victim was still asleep. He didn’t know why he was worrying, his enchantment ensured that the person would stay asleep while he feasted. Maybe it was the fact he hadn’t eaten in a while, that he was so nervous.

“A-ah fuck… how can this guy be so big?” Shen Yuan complained, his insides were still having trouble adjusting. He shifted from side to side in an attempt to get used to the feeling. Screw it, he thought, he had waited long enough for this, and he was feeling ravenous. He raised his hips and forced himself back down, moaning when the cock began twitching inside him.

Looking down, he saw Binghe’s brows furrow, his handsome face contorting in pleasure while he slept, hands twitching like they wanted to reach out and grab at him but unable to move. “Having a nice dream?” Shen Yuan asked breathlessly, giggling at his own joke. Binghe moaned softly in response, he must be having a spring dream, Shen Yuan thought. I wonder who he might be dreaming of. 

Hm… not his problem. 

The man better thank him for saving from having to do laundry first thing in the morning. He should be grateful it was Shen Yuan who was catching his load instead of his pants.

Binghe… now where had he heard that name before? Eh…probably not important, he dismissed the thought, raising his hips again and again until he was satisfied with how full he was.

Once he got his fill, he was ready to go back to bed and sleep. He tried to lift himself off, when suddenly a pair of hands seized him by the hips. He froze, heart beating out of his chest. How? Binghe was supposed to be asleep, he made sure of it… or so he thought.

When he looked down, he was met with red eyes, glowing menacingly in the dark. Above them, a glowing mark only the most powerful of demons would have. The mark only Luo Binghe, the emperor had. No wonder why the name was so familiar. He gasped in horror as he realized just who was below him.

“M-my lord!” Shen Yuan stuttered out, voice cracking from fear. He prayed he wouldn’t be killed on the spot. He heard the rumors about the emperor and how ruthless he was facing his enemies.

“Oh? Has Shen Yuan finally realized who this lord is?” Binghe asked, amused.

“I-I’m sorry, t-this lowly one is sorry!” Shen Yuan whimpered, trying to free himself.

Binghe tightened his grip, “and where does Shen Yuan think he’s going?”

“I-I a-ah!! M-my lord!!~” he squealed when Luo Binghe suddenly bucked his hips. Shen Yuan quickly held out his arms, stopping himself before he fell face first. That would’ve been even more embarrassing considering he had just been caught for the first time and by the emperor no less.

“Shen Yuan must be hungry, crawling into this lord's bed without permission.”

“S-sorry!! ‘M sor—ugh!!” His attempt at an apology was cut off by another moan when Binghe hit his sweet spot head on. 

“Can’t even apologize properly,” Binghe tsked. “Since A-Yuan’s so greedy, this lord will feed him and he will take it all.” He emphasized each word with a hard thrust, roughly jostling the body on his lap.

Shen Yuan wailed, eyes rolling back as his prostate was brutally assaulted. He lost grip of his human disguise, exposing his demonic features. A long, thin black tail ending with a spaded tip sprouted from his back, sharp horns growing on his head, almost resembling a goat. His tail thrashed wildly, nearly whipping Luo Binghe in the process. Annoyed, Binghe caught the offending limb with one hand, yanking it harshly in response. What he didn’t expect was for Shen Yuan to scream.

“NGH!! A-AH~ W-wait stop!! My lord!~ D-don’t pull! No!~ I-I’ll—I-I’m g-gonna—“ Shen Yuan shouted, his voice a pitiful whine. He scrambled to free his tail from the hands of the sadistic emperor.

“Is Shen Yuan sensitive here?” Luo Binghe laughed and rubbed closer to the base, stroking it as if it were his cock. Shen Yuan whined, his hips twitching uncontrollably. “Or what? What is A-Yuan going to do, hm?” He gave the slender tail another hard tug to prove his point, making Shen Yuan shriek.

With the rough treatment of his tail, combined with the forceful slams against his sweet spot, he erupted like a broken faucet. He was used to being in control of his own pleasure, so having someone else take it from him was not only a shock, but also too much for his body to handle. Shen Yuan sobbed, clenching his teeth as he was forced through what was probably the most intense orgasm of his life. His body refused to listen to him, his tail lashing out aggressively as cock jerked, spilling in violent spurts all over Binghe’s chest. 

Tears welled up in his eyes as he shook from the mind numbing climax. His hole clamped down hard around Binghe’s cock, desperately trying to slow his movements. He was so overwhelmed, it didn’t make sense. He was practically built for sex, that was his thing. Yet here he was, trying to gather his wits when it should be Binghe instead! Unfair!! Stupid Binghe and his stupidly sized cock. And why did he have to be so rough?! Shen Yuan wasn’t some toy to be thrown around!

“Done already? Shouldn’t Shen Yuan be trying to make this lord finish, what kind of incubus are you? How embarrassing,” Binghe taunted

Shen Yuan was fuming, fear replaced by anger, “I-I told you not to pull! What are you, a beast?!” He snapped, still trembling slightly. Since his lord knew so much, shouldn’t he know how sensitive an incubus’s tail is? And who was he to judge Shen Yuan's skill?! He played dirty!! Just because he made Shen Yuan come once didn’t mean he was better, he was the sex demon here! Not Luo Binghe!

Binghe’s eyes darkened, “don’t call me that,” he growled dangerously. Shen Yuan gulped, nodding quickly. Instantly, the dark look was replaced by a smug grin, both startling and reigniting the anger inside Shen Yuan. What the— how did the mood change so fast… and how dare Binghe doubt his abilities? Shen Yuan would show him!

He lifted himself up until only the tip remained, then he allowed himself to fall, taking in all of Binghe in one motion. He moaned, head falling back as he struggled to breathe. A small chuckle brought him back to reality and seeing the taunting smile forced him to continue. He pushed through the intense pleasure and focused on making Binghe come, riding like his life depended on it. 

It seemed impossible at first, but slowly Binghe’s breathing quickened until he was outright panting. Shen Yuan could feel his cock twitching inside him and clenched down, hard. Luo Binghe moaned and finally came. Shen Yuan shivered with delight at the influx of qi that came along with it.

He did it! He finally made Luo Binghe come! Looking down at the flushed face of the demon emperor, he felt a sense of pride. Not only was he fed, but he also proved the Luo Binghe wrong!

He was celebrating his victory until he felt the monster inside him harden again. He froze, staring wide eyed at the person below him. Again? This fast?! Didn’t he come two times already? What kind of stamina does this guy have?!

He couldn’t back down now. Gritting his teeth, he raised his hips once again and slammed them back down. He was determined to tire out Binghe first.

It turned out to be harder than he thought. No matter how many times he managed to get Binghe to finish, he just wouldn’t stay down! Sometime during this, Binghe had sat up and taken control and Shen Yuan was too weak to protest. It was so unfair, why didn’t he get this type of stamina?!

Shen Yuan was slumped against Binghe’s chest, his tail thumping slowly behind him, lazy and content. 

“Does Shen Yuan admit defeat?”

“N-no…” he tried to lift himself up again, only to collapse again with a defeated moan. Binghe only laughed at his crumpled form. 

He didn’t know how many times he made the other orgasm, but he was stuffed beyond belief, both literally and metaphorically. Never in his life had he been this full and Luo Binghe still had energy to keep going? Unbelievable, just who was the sex demon here?!

“No? Is Shen Yuan sure?”

“‘M not losing…” he slurred. Luo Binghe’s gaze was hungry, but Shen Yuan was too out of it to notice.

“Alright… you asked for it.” Before Shen Yuan could even process the words, he was being bounced mercilessly in Binghe’s lap. He could do nothing but moan as he was fucked silly, losing his ability to think with each well aimed, mind breaking thrust. 

“A-ah!~ S-so full!!~” Shen Yuan whined, hazy eyes peeking up through his long lashes, looking absolutely ruined. He painted the perfect image of a bullied maiden, thoroughly broken by Binghe’s cock. His eyes glowed an uncanny green and you could almost see hearts forming as he absorbed more of Binghe’s qi.

Binghe’s eyes widened as he realized the build up of resentment caused by Xin Mo greatly decreased and that Shen Yuan was the one absorbing it. It didn’t appear like it was hurting the little incubus either. Such outstanding results, not even dual cultivation with the strongest of his wives had such results.  How he hadn’t noticed until now? It was then that he decided, he would be keeping this little demon forever. Maybe Binghe would crown him empress, who knows? Armed with the new knowledge, he began fucking into Shen Yuan harder while channeling more of the qi into the smaller demon.

Shen Yuan quickly absorbed it, moaning loudly as he gorged himself on excessive amounts of resentful energy Binghe was releasing. Despite how full he was getting, he couldn’t stop, it tasted so good! It was seriously addicting.

“Mmh! M-more~”

“This lord already gave you so much, yet you still have the gall to ask for more? How greedy of you, Shen Yuan.” Shen Yuan whimpered, curling in on himself in embarrassment from being called out.

Despite his harsh words, Luo Binghe offered up more of Xin Mo’s resentful qi, making sure to keep his thrusts targeted on the gluttonous demons special spot.

“O-oh!! Yess!~♡ T-there!! Thanking m’lord—Ngh!!” Shen Yuan moaned, his voice all high pitched and whiny. Luo Binghe wrapped his hand tightly around his cock, preventing him from coming. Shen Yuan arched.

“N-noo!! My lord~♡ L-let this lowly one come! P-plea—uuh!!” Shen Yuan whined, his tail wrapping around the hand in a weak attempt to pull it off. Only when his tail was seized, did he realize his mistake. Looking at the emperor’s face, he felt fear like never before. Of course when given the opportunity, Binghe didn’t hesitate to take it. With little remorse, he yanked with all his might. Shen Yuan howled, his vision going white for a moment.

“F-fuck! N-not again!! Nnaghh!!~♡ I-I can’t— uhh~ C-coming!!” Stars burst from beneath his eyes from the sheer strength of his orgasm, coating Luo Binghe’s chest and even a part of his face with his watery release. Binghe grunted, the already tight heat suddenly became so much tighter as Shen Yuan orgasmed. With a low moan, he came as well, coating the incubus’s insides with another fresh load as well as a rush of demonic qi. Shen Yuan clenched and unclenched repeatedly, his body instinctively trying to milk more out of Binghe as if he hadn’t just eaten enough to last him months.

“So full…Mmm thank you for feeding this one, my lord.” Shen Yuan whispered, complacent now that his tummy was filled. If he were some kind of cat demon, he would be purring, nuzzling against the other to show his appreciation. Unfortunately, he was not and he could only resort to licking up the mess he made, his lips quirking up into a dazed smile when Binghe’s pretty face was clean again.

He was tired, but being so full made it easy to ignore. He sat still, happy to just be in the company of what was his best meal yet. His tail swayed from side to side and Binghe tracked its movement with his eyes, watching it move back and forth as if he were in a trance. When he reached out, Shen Yuan glared, quickly moving it out of his reach and hugging it close to himself protectively.

“I won’t pull it, I promise,” Luo Binghe said. Shen Yuan eyed him suspiciously before reluctantly placing his tail into Binghe’s hand, deciding to indulge the emperor's whims since he fed him so much. Luo Binghe rubbed the long appendage, admiring as it wiggled from the stimulation. 

Shen Yuan bit his lip to hold back from crying out, already regretting his decision. This was torture! So what if the emperor fed him! The tail was an incubus’s most sensitive part, the place most demons kept well protected, yet here Luo Binghe was, rubbing it without a care in the world! Just because he didn’t have a tail of his own didn’t mean he could play with Shen Yuan’s!

He breathed a sigh of relief when Binghe finally released him. He snatched back his tail, hiding it behind him. They sat in a comfortable silence, Shen Yuan basking in the fullness he hadn’t felt in a long while.

“Marry me,” Binghe suddenly said.

Shen Yuan reeled back in shock, “Huh?!” Was he seriously asking Shen Yuan to join his harem? Shen Yuan knew of the countless flowers the emperor kept planted in his garden. Why did he need another? And why him? He was a man!

“Marry me Shen Yuan,” Binghe repeated again. “This lord will provide you with anything you’d ever need. He’ll make sure to feed you everyday as well, as much as you want. Shen Yuan won’t ever be hungry, this Binghe promises.”

Shen Yuan looked away, flushing with embarrassment as he contemplated. Did he want to join the harem? Sure Luo Binghe was pretty, but was that worth putting up with the politics? His qi did taste good though… Ah! Just how did his midnight snack turn into a marriage proposal?! 

“No,” he finally decided.

Binghe, who was eagerly waiting for his response, immediately wilted. “N-no?” He asked, dejected.

“No,” Shen Yuan reaffirmed.

“W-wha— why not?” Binghe asked, he didn’t know what to say, he had never been rejected before!

Shen Yuan turned back, making eye contact as he responded. “First of all, I don’t want to be a part of your harem and second, we just met! I hardly know anything about you!”

Binghe looked confused, like he didn’t understand what was wrong. It never stopped his previous wives from marrying him, so why was it suddenly a problem.

Shen Yuan huffed, “forget it, Luo Binghe can see himself out.” He lifted himself off of Binghe, and slowly limped away, mentally bashing Binghe for the fluids leaking down his thighs. When he was almost out the door, Binghe called out.

“W-wait!” Shen Yuan stilled, turning back to look at Binghe questioningly.  

“I’ll disband the harem! Please, at least let me court you! J-just don’t leave…please.”

“Really, you’ll disband the harem for me?” Shen Yuan asked sceptically. Luo Binghe hesitated for a moment before nodding.

“…fine,” Shen Yuan decided. Binghe immediately perked up, like he had been told the best news of his life. 

“So you agree?” Binghe asked excitedly.

“Yes,” Shen Yuan nodded, “but I want books! Specifically about beasts!” 

“Done, I’ll get you anything you want,” he immediately replied. Using his other hand to hold Xin Mo, he created a portal back to his private chambers.

“Come with me?” He asked, reaching a hand out. Shen Yuan slowly placed his own in the larger palm. Binghe smiled, and together, they walked through.