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Shen QingQiu closed his fan as the girl left, the smile on his face turning into a stricken expression. Shang QingHua was sitting close enough to see it, so he chased all the servants away with a single wave of his hand.
"What does Brother Cucumber think?"
"She's fine, it's nothing out of the ordinary..."
Shang QingHua waited for the next part of the answer, but Shen QingQiu couldn't explain that bitter feeling in his chest. He didn't hate that girl, not at all, he just disliked her presence.
He was well aware that it could happen, Luo BingHe was an emperor and it was common for him to have concubines and other consorts. However, he did not like that idea. He did not want to dispute BingHe's love with anyone, let alone want to share it.
Shen Yuan had the good and bad luck to die and transmigrate, and now he was in the world of a game with which he had a love-hate relationship. That game was a small indie visual novel, it was a rather cliche heterosexual romance between the protagonist and the Demon Emperor. And he had usurped the place of the protagonist.
Now, to his misfortune, that girl who entered his palace to greet him and introduce herself, was the original protagonist. She was the one who was supposed to marry Luo BingHe, at least in the game version.
"Could she, you know, follow the original course of history?" questioned Shen QingQiu.
"It may be possible." Shang QingHua shrugged. "Or it may not be. I have no control over the story now, I don't know what might happen."
"BingHe is straight, it is very likely that she will become Empress."
Although Shen QingQiu had climbed from Imperial Tutor to Imperial Noble Consort, he was not the official Empress of the Demon Kingdom. He and Luo BingHe had been together for a couple of years that way, and in all that time he alone was the Emperor's entire harem. Naturally, BingHe's father picked a concubine at random and gave her to his son, after all, it was necessary to have heirs.
"I didn't program him to be straight, neither him nor Mo Bei-Jun." admitted the former servant.
"What?"
"I created Luo BingHe so he could fall in love with anyone, I was working on a feature that will allow the player to choose his sex."
Shen Yuan sighed and his shoulders slumped.
"She's the main character anyway, I'm just a boring old master."
"Do you hear what I'm saying?"
"Maybe I can return to my old position if I resign now." Shen Yuan sighed, ignoring the Airplane-bro. "I wish I were like you, you're Mo Bei-Jun's official wife, I'm just a Consort. Oh, if only I could have children.... "
Shen QingQiu was sure that, if he could have children, he could have Luo BingHe for himself for all eternity. But what was he thinking?! That man was the Demon Emperor, the most handsome, charming and perfect man in the whole universe. How could he have him for himself? How could he dare to wish him to be his alone?
Perhaps he was destined to share his beloved, or even lose his love.
"Cucumber Bro, you..." Shang QingQiu raised an eyebrow, but didn't speak his mind. "There is a way for you to have children."
"You really created something like that?"
"I told you, I had plans for a BL route. This kind of game doesn't end until the protagonist brings heirs. I can tell you if you want."
"Tell me! I mean, you can tell me if you want." Shen QingQiu opened his fan once again.
"Listen well to my plan then."
Night fell over the demonic realm, covering the castle in darkness and giving Shen QingQiu the shelter he needed to carry out the plan of the author of that damned game.
He covered himself with a black robe, slipped out of his pavilion and hid from the guards until he left the palace. Liu QingGe waited for him outside as agreed.
"Do you know the way?" questioned the Consort.
"It is not too far, we will return at dawn."
Liu QingGe helped the Consort onto the horse, and the two departed after that.
Neither of them knew that Shang QingHua was watching them intently from one of the palace windows, he waited until they had gone and turned around. The official wife of the King of the North walked with his hands behind his back, reached Luo BingHe and feigned concern.
"Your Majesty, I just saw something strange."
Liu QingGe and Shen QingQiu returned before dawn, after all, what they were sent to fetch was just a damn fruit. Liu QingGe was one of the most hated men by the Demon Emperor, so he could not lead Shen QingQiu to the palace entrance.
Shen Yuan walked the rest of the way on his own, returning to his pavilion without alerting anyone. He entered the servants' quarters first, where he changed into his official robes and hid the fruit.
His home was quite desolate, there was no one to explain his absence to, and he preferred to go to his room once and for all before the sun came up.
His heart was filled with bitterness at the thought that Luo BingHe must have spent the night elsewhere, perhaps with his new concubine. He entered his bedroom quietly, sighed and was filled with surprise to find the Demon Emperor sitting on his bed.
"Shizun..."
"Your Majesty." Shen QingQiu felt more pity than awe, did he wait for him there all night?
"Shizun needn't be formal, you can call me whatever you wish." Luo BingHe's eyes were like a puppy's, full of tenderness and a certain touch of pleading.
"And BingHe no longer needs to call me shizun."
"But shizun is shizun."
"You... I thought BingHe would be busy tonight." The master walked to the bed, Luo BingHe stood up and held him in his arms.
Shen QingQiu placed a hand on his emperor's chest, feeling the hard muscles against his palm. Luo BingHe's appearance was that of a heavenly man, so divine and perfect that Shen Yuan felt feverish in his arms once again.
He stood on the tips of his toes without even noticing it, and strained to reach the face of his former disciple. This did not go unnoticed by the Demonic Emperor, but he did not feel like pleasing his husband at that moment.
Luo BingHe grabbed his Consort's hips and pulled him to him, breaking all distance between them. His lips avoided the part that Shen QingQiu wanted to be touched, went straight to his pale neck and kissed and sucked the skin.
The former Imperial Tutor was not the type to show too much, he would rarely show initiative for most things and that morning was no exception. Shen QingQiu restrained himself and only let out a couple of sighs, Luo BingHe was the one who was in charge of massaging his buttocks and undressing him bit by bit. The hair accessories, the bracelets, the robes, everything fell at his feet until only a layer of silk covered the naked body of the Consort.
Luo BingHe ran over that body with his hands, secretly looking for any clue or mark that Liu QingGe might have left, but there was nothing. Shen QingQiu's body was still smooth and clean, warming under his hands. The Demon Emperor's lips trailed down his neck, kissing and sucking his collarbones at the same time as his hands pushed aside the silk underwear.
Shen Yuan shivered as he felt his beloved's warm breath against his skin, suddenly his whole body was on fire once again. Still, he would not tell, he would try to keep his face intact. Luo BingHe's lips tickled by chest, kissed the skin of the place where his heart was, and caused a great expectation in him when they strayed to the side.
Luo BingHe watched his shizun's flushed face. It didn't matter if the older man closed his eyes, he could sense the excitement and desire emanating from that desirable, hot body. It was impossible for him to refuse that time, he couldn't resist pressing that pink nub with his tongue.
"BingHe..." Shen QingQiu moaned with a sweet sigh.
The Demon Emperor loved to play with that place, so much so that his Consort's nipples became sensitive and swelled easily. Every time Luo BingHe caressed them with his tongue, Shen QingQiu could feel a wave of tingling reach his crotch and cause a growing erection. What was wrong with him that night? He didn't know, but the idea that Luo BingHe had given up his concubine for him was.... Unbelievable. His heart, soul and body burned with affection and desire.
"BingHe, please..."
"Please what?"
"Touch me." Shen QingQiu asked in a whisper.
"I'm touching you." Luo BingHe wrapped his lips around that nipple and sucked.
"Ah. More."
Hearing his beloved sigh and feeling him tremble under his touch was incredible, however, it couldn't erase everything Luo BingHe felt deep in his heart.Of all people, why Liu QingGe, why run away with that bastard in the middle of the night? His instincts rose at the thought of that and he couldn't restrain himself, so he ended up ripping and tearing his shizun's underwear to shreds.
Shen QingQiu couldn't stop a slight moan from leaving his lips, that show of strength was like a drop of aphrodisiac for desperate body.Luo BingHe's hands touched his neck, shoulders and naked torso; they slid down, caressing his hips and brushing the erect tip of his cock.
Shen QingQiu's body was something heavenly, something divine that the Demonic Emperor could never tire of. He wanted to touch every fragment of skin, to touch it, to kiss it, to suck it until it was completely impregnated with himself. He never wanted to leave it, never wanted to give it to anyone else. He wanted it to be his alone, and the thought that Liu QingGe might touch it made his blood boil. His hands went back to massaging that round, firm ass, which made Shen QingQiu squirm.
"Kiss me, BingHe. " he requested, his voice trembling as he tried to remain composed.
The Demon Emperor ignored him, he refused to kiss those luscious pink lips. Luo BingHe pushed Shen QingQiu onto the bed gently, avoiding doing him any harm. He took off his outer robes and crown; he did not undress completely and climbed onto the bed.
Shen Yuan thought he would be granted the task of finishing undressing the emperor, and that made his erect dick quiver. He enjoyed undressing his former disciple, touching those defined muscles and feeling that perfect man sweat and warm against the skin of his hands.But Luo BingHe didn't allow it, instead he grabbed his shizun's legs and pulled them apart.
Shen Yuan was mortified to find himself so exposed, so open before the hungry gaze of the man he loved and desired. The Demon Emperor's head was placed between his legs, large strong hands moved to his thighs; they held him in place and prevented him from pulling away as the wet tongue caressed his entrance. The former Tutor felt even more embarrassed, his back hunched and his hips jerked unconsciously.
That tongue made circles around his hole, playing with that area that had long since been well taken care of. The muscle slid smoothly inside, probing the folds and burning walls of his shizun's interior. They fucked regularly now that they were both experienced, very regularly, most nights they spent them rolling around and pawing each other like animals. So it was no wonder when the hole gasped and clucked its tongue on its own, proving that Shen QingQiu was not only a dirty bitch trying to look demure, but that it would be easier to fuck him without so much preparation.
Luo BingHe sucked and slurped, creating dirty, lewd sounds that reached Shen QingQiu's ears. The master wanted to cover his ears, but it felt too good and his hands gripped his lover's fluffy hair. His erection quivered and throbbed as he felt that tongue, that damned tongue thrusting in and out; it pressed the rim, forced him open and fucked his entrance shallowly.
"BingHe, please." Shen QingQiu struggled to hold back his moans. "Just, put it inside. Kiss me."
Luo BingHe slurped that hole sonorously, caused Shen Yuan to withdraw. "Busy? So, shizun went out because he thought I wouldn't notice..."
"BingHe, I..." Shen QingQiu tried to keep his voice calm, but the Demon Emperor stuck his tongue in once more, pressing its edge upward and sucking on it.
The Consort couldn't help himself, he moaned and whimpered. Luo BingHe felt a little satisfied, but it was still not enough yet.
"You ran away with Liu QingGe, shizun, how am I supposed to feel?"
"I thought you would spend the night with her!" Shen QingQiu gasped back.
"So you ran away with him?"
"I don't... I don't like him, he just took me up to the mountains, I.... I wanted to find a way to have children..."
Shen Yuan admitted this with a trembling voice and an embarrassed face, his eyes did not even see Luo BingHe's face peering between his legs.
"If I could give BingHe an heir, I wouldn't have to share him with a concubine. BingHe... He would be mine alone..."
The Emperor's spirit and heavenly pillar rose up at those words, a huge grin broke out on his face. Luo BingHe tore his own clothes, threw them aside and settled between his Consort's legs in a matter of seconds.
Shen Yuan realized what Shang QingHua's real plan was, the reason why that idiot had chosen Liu QingGe of all men.
"I'm sorry to make shizun feel jealous."
"I wasn't."
"Shizun doesn't need to worry, I'm going to throw that woman out today." Luo BingHe lined up his huge throbbing erection against his beloved's hole. "I'm just shizun's."
"BingHe..."
The hungry hole engulfed the head of that cock without squealing, sucking it with the desire to swallow more and more of that thick, hot meat. Shen QingQiu pressed his lips tightly to silence himself, he didn't want to lose his face, not counting his former disciple fucking him from the front.
"Shizun is sucking me very well. Ah." Luo BingHe commented with a sly grin, the man's face beneath him was covered in sweat from trying to hold back.
The Demon Emperor's huge cock entered him bit by bit, with relative ease. It hurt slightly as each time, after all, it was so big and thick that it could be considered a deadly weapon. Still, Shen QingQiu felt his mind go white, it felt too good to be impaled and filled like every night. He knew it was dirty, he knew he wanted that burning thing inside him, but he refused to admit it at first.
Luo BingHe gasped when all of his cock was inside, and looked at the beautiful seemingly serene face of his Consort.
"Even without children, I will make shizun my Empress." He said. "So only he can have all of me."
Then he lashed out and drew a choked groan from Shen QingQiu. He was elated to know that his shizun was jealous, his ramming rhythm was hard and thoughtless against his master's old hips. Shen QingQiu couldn't talk anymore, neither could he hide his moaning and whimpering every time that cock went in and out of his ass, filling him so full he felt he was going to explode. His hands clutched Luo BingHe's shoulders, holding onto them as he was mercilessly drilled against his own bed.
The sound their bodies made as they collided was dirty, vulgar, and echoed throughout the room and nearby hallways. The cock filled everything to the bottom, crushed his prostate and spurted out leaving an empty feeling that made Shen QingQiu's whole body vibrate. Every thick, throbbing vein was crawling against his insides, intimidating that hot, miserable swollen flesh. It felt so good, too good, especially since Shen QingQiu's insides already knew that erection so well, craved it and put up no resistance to being ruined by that cock.
Luo BingHe's eyes were appreciating the face of his shizun, observing how he was losing his resistance with each thrust and the ecstasy was revealing itself little by little. Shen QingQiu knew it and wanted to deny it, he also wanted to silence his own moans, so he asked once again 'kiss me'.
The Demon Emperor had no more reason to refuse, he pounced and captured his beloved's lips passionately. They both kissed vehemently, intertwining their tongues and exploring each other's mouth. Luo BingHe quickened his pace, hammering his shizun mercilessly and whipping his prostate as if he wanted to break it. Shen QingQiu's nails dug into his back, reddening and scratching it, but that only succeeded in arousing him more.
The kiss didn't stop either, Luo BingHe didn't allow his lips to part, choking that man with his tongue at the same time as his saliva seeped from the corner of his lips. Shen Yuan would have felt aggrieved if he could think, however, his mind seemed to have melted as he was surrounded by so many sensations. He could feel his orgasm approaching as he was being pounded, and his body felt hotter and hotter the more suffocated he felt.
His eyes rolled to the back of his head, he felt like he was going to die, he needed to breathe and he needed to cum. He could feel that monster cock throbbing inside him, Luo BingHe was going to cum too. His favorite character was pounding him, choking him and was going to release his cum inside him. Shen Yuan felt dirty, but that thought drove his mind high as his body squirmed; his mouth and his own cock were released.
Luo BingHe grunted and groaned as his lips parted from his shizun, the man's insides clenched around him and milked him hard. He could see with his own eyes the clouded and ecstatic face of Shen QingQiu, who was breathing irregularly.
"Shizun, I love you." Luo BingHe smiled and panted, although he knew well that Shen QingQiu, his future empress, had not yet fully regained consciousness.