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He Xuan did not like Pei Ming. There wasn’t any reason in particular — they had never actually spoken to each other beyond basic pleasantries in passing and was, thankfully, never the direct target of the general’s nefarious flirting. It held no real opinion about the martial god, but Shi Qingxuan’s constant shit talking of him whenever he pissed her off, which was practically every time they interacted, likely didn’t help with forming anything on the more positive side of neutral.
It rarely had any reason to interact with the martial gods in general, its ‘domain’ as a ‘god’ not having much need to ever be involved with them on missions — all the elemental masters were well-versed enough in combat to protect themselves if they ever needed to, so none of them ever saw much need in bothering with that circus. It found each martial god had their own oddities that made them unapproachable anyways, something that they all seemed wholly ignorant of. The only other martial gods it knew to any capacity were the two southern generals, after planting clones in their respective palaces at the request of Hua Cheng.
( “Is there anything in particular you want me to look for in their palaces?” it had asked the other ghost king one day, after digging through both southern generals’ palaces and finding nothing of value for either of the. “Or is it just because you have a petty grudge against Xuan Zhen.”
The scowl he gave it then told it that it was correct with its assumptions. It later had those clones killed on missions so it didn’t have to waste resources on them any longer. )
This distaste and disinterest it held towards those gods was why it was mildly caught off guard to be approached by the northern general during a banquet that it was just about to flee, steeling itself to mask the annoyance that was sure to have flickered across its face when he did so.
“My, Lady Earth Master, what a rare sight to see in the heavens these days! And alone for once, at that,” he grinned, placing an arm on the wall just over its shoulder — in its disguise as Ming Yi, even in female form as it was now, it wasn’t much shorter than the man, but there was still enough of a difference that made it feel like he was looming over it.
“General Ming Guang,” it greeted blankly, meeting his grin with its ever-neutral stare. “Is there something you needed?” It wanted to descend as quickly as possible, not wanting to linger in heaven for any longer than it needed to — being in the heavenly capital for too long made its skin crawl, feeling like it was under constant observation with a sense of foreboding settling in its gut that it couldn’t shake off until it was back in the mortal realm and far away from the nauseating divinity.
Pei Ming sighed, his smile becoming lopsided. “Has Qingxuan been badmouthing me again? Why so cold?”
Said god was across the room with her brother, the only reason she wasn’t with it currently. It never thought it would wish for Shi Qingxuan’s presence at its side, but at least she would’ve immediately had the martial god backing off, lashing him with her tongue for even daring approach them.
“Your reputation does enough on its own without the influence of Lord Wind Master,” it replied, perhaps a bit ruder than it usually was with other officials. Pei Ming scratched the back of his head with a conceding chuckle.
“Fair enough. You’re such an elusive person, forgive me for being curious,” he explained. “It’s even rarer to get the chance to speak with you one-on-one, so, if I may be so bold, I’d like to invite the Lady Earth Master to join me back at my palace for some drinks, if she’d be interested?”
It cringed internally at how his voice lowered, paired with the way he ducked his head in closer — one would have to be blind to not see the implications behind such invitation, even if he tried to disguise it as something casual. It could only imagine how many other female officials he had done this to, shamelessly out in the open.
It felt the prickling sensation of a sharp glare being leveed towards them, turning its attention towards to source. Having taken notice of the martial god’s very blatant display, Shi Wudu paused his conversation with his little sibling to shoot daggers at them. Shi Qingxuan joined in, though her derision was solely targeted at Pei Ming for having the audacity to accost her best friend — and practically in front of her at that!
Pei Ming followed its gaze, brows raising as it landed on the Shi siblings. He ignored the younger of the two, she shot nasty looks at him all the time, but the glare from Shi Wudu on the other hand…
“Oho~?” he smirked, looking back to the earth master. Now that was interesting.
He Xuan was doing calculations in its head of the risks and benefits of any possible choice it could’ve made in the present moment, holding the gaze of the water tyrant as it did so. It knew how horrifically possessive he was, and frankly so did Pei Ming, who was doing some calculations of his own of how badly he was going to get chewed out by his friend later if he understood the situation correctly. He Xuan did not like Pei Ming, and it certainly wasn’t above using the man to enrage Shi Wudu — it enjoyed seeing him bristle at having his property being touched by someone else.
It hummed quietly, turning its attention back to the northern general.
“It depends on if General Ming Guang’s palace has ample dining.” Its voice remained a cool passive neutral, watching a small flicker of surprise pass through his expression that it hadn’t immediately turned him down before regaining the confident suaveness he usually had.
“Ah yes, I’d be foolish not to — Lady Earth Master has a reputation of her own,” he licked his lips, “I believe I have plenty to satiate her ravenous appetite.”
It really would’ve liked to rip the god’s tongue out at that moment, its face remaining steadily blank even as he casually placed a hand on its waist. It could see Shi Qingxuan being physically held back by her brother in the corner of its eye, practically foaming at the mouth in rage, though he looked just as ready to bite off Pei Ming’s head too.
It pushed off the wall it was crowded against, ducking away from the northern general and his groping hand. “Then I see no point in lingering,” it crossed its arms just below its chest, pushing up the sizable breasts it had in this form, shooting a look towards him to lead the way.
Pei Ming had a very self-satisfied look on his face, tossing a smug smirk over his shoulder towards the simmering water tyrant as they took their leave. A pit was already forming in its stomach as they exited the hall, realising what it had just agreed to. It intended to play dumb and truly just eat the general out of house and home, but luck was never something He Xuan had very much of — it was immediately shoved against a wall tucked away in the garden just outside the banquet hall as soon as they stepped away.
It had no time to voice its protests before its lips were captured in a rough kiss, muffling its surprise. A strong thigh was slotted between its own, forcing its legs open as Pei Ming fondled its breasts freely now. It scrambled to regain its bearings, gripping at his shoulders to push him away, only to be pulled closer against his solid form. It had thought it’d at least be able to make it to the other god’s palace before being molested, but it supposed it should’ve known better with a man like Pei Ming. The dread in its stomach only grew as it was aware of the very public location they were in, only a single wall separating them from the rest of the capital, one that anyone could walk around at any moment and see them.
He finally pulled away with a chuckle when it bit his lip. “Ho, feisty~” He took in its disdainful expression, bringing his knee up further to press against its crotch, making its breath hitch.
“We are still in public,” it hissed, gasping when he slipped his hand into its robes to grope at its chest properly.
“And? Lady Earth Master isn’t a delicate pure maiden, is she?” He quickly found its nipple, rolling the bud between his finger and lightly tugging at it, watching a faint pink blush spread across the earth master’s cheeks.
It would’ve immediately switched back to its male form before ascending had it known Pei Ming was going to be a leering degenerate like this, its heart rate picking up. If it was being even more cynical about it, it would almost think it had been set up, that Shi Wudu sicked the martial god on it to teach his little sibling the “dangers” of keeping her female form. But it also saw how he barely contained his anger then too, and knew how much he hated his things being touched without permission.
“I don’t need to be a pure maiden to desire the privacy of not being ravished where anyone could see us,” it grit out, cursing how its nipples hardened under its robes from the fondling. It bit back a whimper when the god only ground his thigh against its mound, mortified to feel itself getting wet.
“Then I hope my lady knows how to keep quiet, though I personally don’t mind making her scream for all of heaven to hear~” He kissed down its neck, gently sucking red marks into it. He managed to loosen its robes enough to expose its breasts, taking one into his mouth while continuing to play with the other.
“I’m sure all of heaven would prefer not to.” It dug its nails into his shoulders, mourning that it didn’t have its claws to rend the martial god’s flesh. It hated how its body was reacting, heating up from just some groping and kissing, breathing heavily as Pei Ming swirled his tongue around its nipple. At least his mouth was too occupied for any further quips.
The silence didn’t last for long once he slipped his hand into its robes again, down right against its cunt, forcing a gasp from its lips.
“My my, all that complaining, yet Yi’er is dripping wet~” he chuckled, fingers dragging through its wet folds and circling its clit.
It dug its nails into his shoulders even harder, trying to keep down the whine that bubbled up its throat. Why was its body so sensitive like this? It tried to let its mind wander, to make itself numb to the sensations, just let its body move automatically through the motions until it was over. It bucked its hips into his hand unintentionally, the continued focus on its clit only making it soak its pants further.
It clutched onto him, part of it hoping that if it let him make it come here, he would let up and ideally lose interest, but its best bet was taking it somewhere more private. It could hear muttering from other officials just on the other side of the wall, unaware of the debauchery happening not more than a few metres away, having to stifle a moan when a thick finger was slowly pushed into its dripping hole.
“I certainly don’t have to worry about lube with you,” Pei Ming commented smugly, capturing it into another kiss as he started opening it, smirking at how it whined into his mouth. It could feel the martial god’s erection against its thigh, gently grinding against it with the same lazy pace he used to open it. He easily inserted a second finger, He Xuan barely able to hold back a whimper. Slick was starting to run down its thighs, a horrifyingly embarrassing sensation to feel when it was getting violated in public.
Pei Ming eventually removed his fingers to pull its undergarments down fully, exposing its cunt under the robes that still offered the tiniest shred of modesty. It gasped when it felt the heat from the god’s erection pressing against it, having freed himself quickly. It tried closing its legs, no longer held open by his thigh, but that didn’t deter Pei Ming at all. He rubbed the tip of his cock against its clit, enjoying how its breath hitched from the bare skin on skin contact, before sliding in between where it firmly held its legs together. He steadied himself against its hip, slowly pushing into the tight space between its thighs and cunt, the slickness allowing him to glide smoothly through its folds. It inhaled sharply while he moaned low in his throat, starting to slowly thrust into the wet heat.
“St- stop, not here-“ it tried, pushing at his shoulders uselessly. The wet noises made every time the god thrusted into the gap were deafening to the calamity, praying no one could hear such obscene sounds.
“A bit late for that, baobei~” Pei Ming laughed breathily, cock dragging teasingly along its slit, brushing up against its sensitive bud. He nibbled its ear, hand coming up to squeeze at its breast again, massaging the soft mound.
It panted quietly, breath hitching every time he slid against its clit just right, forcing it to bite its lip to hold back its moan. It hated how soaked it was, how its entrance fluttered whenever the head of the general’s cock brushed against it, dripping with slick as if to entice him to just plunge inside. It refused to be fucked in public, it wouldn’t allow this wretched man to debauch it like that.
Yet its thighs trembled from how tightly it squeezed them together, forehead resting against the god’s shoulder to hide its face. It jolted when he pressed more against its entrance, tip teasing inside ever slightly.
“Don’t you dare,” it hissed, eyes snapping open to glare at him.
He only gave it an amused smirk. “You say that, Yi’er, but you’re the one moving your hips~”
It gasped when he thrusted forwards to prove his point, tip finally slipping in briefly before he pulled back again.
“But alright, as long as Yi’er keeps her soft thighs pressed together like this, I won’t take her against the wall,” he thrusted agonisingly slow, teasing its dripping cunt.
“Though as soon as her legs open, I can’t guarantee I won’t just slip in,” he whispered hotly into its ear, sucking a dark mark into its neck just below.
Its breath stuttered, feeling betrayed by its own body. It wanted to rip off his dick and shove it down his throat, make him choke to wipe that smug smirk off his lips. It hated feeling the heat gathering in its belly, tension coiling with every brush against its sensitive nerves. It wanted to relax its legs, burning from the tension, but it couldn’t give in now with the threat Pei Ming just made. He was certainly enjoying himself enough just fucking its thighs, grunting and humming quietly, squeezing its chest hard enough it wouldn’t be surprised to see bruises. It whimpered as he continued to tease its hole, purposefully angling his thrusts so his tip would kiss against it every time he pushed up — he found its resistance a bit adorable, testing just how long it could hold out. The quiet ones were always the most fun to play with, taking them apart so slowly until they were screaming for more.
He Xuan did not have the physical endurance of a martial god, could not keep itself tensed up in a frankly awkward position for that long. Its legs finally gave out on it, falling open to adjust its balance. And true to his word, Pei Ming wasted no time in penetrating it quickly, balls-deep with a single thrust, burying himself with such ease he chuckled quietly to himself — all that complaining only to open up like a fresh flower.
It gasped loudly, slapping a hand over its mouth when it devolved into a moan and praying no one was close enough to hear. It was mortified that being forced open in such a way was what made it climax, gushing around the large member. Pei Ming groaned into its shoulder, its warm, tight cunt throbbing around him and sucking him deeper as it came. He looped his arms under its thighs, lifting it from the ground and pressing it against the wall so he could fuck into it properly.
He Xuan stared wide eyed as he easily slid in and out of it, the squelching and wet slaps of skin on skin even louder now that he was actually fucking it, the sounds undeniable if any passersby heard them. He easily bounced it on his cock, even as it panicked and tried to squirm out of his grasp.
“No- no, enough, don’t-“ it gasped out, shuddering as pleasure wracked its body. He laughed at it still putting up a fight, almost commending its tenacity.
“C’mon, baobei, why deny your enjoyment? Your cunt’s accepting me so readily, just give in.” He gave a few hard thrusts to jostle it, leaving it biting back its moans as he bullied its insides.
The humiliation made its eyes burn, refusing to sink even lower by letting any tears well up. It wanted to throw up, not sure if it was more disgusted with the martial god or itself.
“Who knew Lady Earth Master Yi had such an addicting pussy~? So wet and inviting,” he panted into its shoulder, gently biting its collarbone. “A shame you aren’t a woman regularly, I’d love to keep you wrapped around my cock like this.”
It bristled at the notion, nails digging into his shoulders again. He took its clenching the wrong way, grinning into its neck and grinding his cock deep inside it. It barely held back a keen, gnashing its teeth.
“How- how many women have you said that to?” it panted, damning itself when it noticed its hips moving on their own again.
“Mm, only the ones who can handle some manhandling~ As sweet as it is deflowering a delicate thing,” he slammed up into it roughly, “I also like a lady who can handle a good pounding~”
It whimpered as he resumed his fast pace, choking on its breath when a second climax hit it from nowhere, its release squirting from between them, surely making a mess of the general’s robes.
Pei Ming was only more aroused by making the stoic god in his arms squirt all over him. “There you go, baobei, let yourself enjoy it~”
It felt tears welling up in its eyes as he cooed at it, trembling when he let one of its legs fall so he could rub at its clit, making its insides clench and flutter around him and quickly gush around him again. It could barely hold itself up, clinging to the god helplessly. It felt bad for any mortal partners the man had — he had wrung out three orgasms from it and was showing no sign of getting close to his own, it could only imagine the agony it was for any poor mortal women he bedded.
The noises that were forced from it were humiliating, wet gasps and choked whines punched from it relentlessly, its cunt a mess of its release and slick that allowed the god to keep thrusting into it even as it clenched down against him in another climax that made its knee buckle. He easily scooped it back up, hooking its legs over his shoulders to practically fold it in half. It covered its mouth again to muffle itself, the new angle hitting even deeper inside that had it biting its lip to not moan aloud. Pei Ming chuckled at the sight, finally showing signs of being close with how he had to hold back his own voice.
“If I had known Yi’er would have to hold back to much, I would’ve been patient enough to take her in my palace,” he huffed, lopsided smirk pulling at his lips. “I never would’ve thought she’d be so noisy~”
And neither did it, only able to shoot a weak glare at his mockery. It could usually feign indifference easily, stay completely silent even as it was pounded into, it hated how easily its voice was slipping out now. Its eyes rolled back as another gush of fluid was forced from its cunt, clenching down hard enough that the general’s hips finally stuttered.
With a muffled groan, Pei Ming released deep inside it, flooding its womb with warmth and dripping out from around his cock to join the mess of other fluids on its mound and thighs. He panted into its shoulder as he came down, bringing their lips together for the first sensual and gentle kiss he’s given it since pinning it to the wall. It twitched and shivered, breathing even more heavily than the general, slowly regaining its bearings.
Pei Ming laughed quietly, looking down at where they were still connected. “Well, it’s a good thing Lady Earth Master can’t get pregnant, hm? With how tightly you were sucking me in, I don’t think I could’ve pulled out even if I wanted to~”
It smacked him on the side of the head with all the strength it could muster — which wasn’t much, given Pei Ming only continued to chuckle — humiliation burning on its cheeks even brighter than the pleasure it was just forced to endure.
He Xuan quickly reverted back to its male form, uncaring of Pei Ming’s cock still buried deep inside it. The god looked mildly off-put by the action, lifting it off his length, eliciting a hiss from the both of them. Its legs felt like jelly, wobbling like a new born fawn’s when it was lowered back to its feet.
“You don’t exactly know the meaning of ‘no’, do you?” it murmured under its breath as it fixed its robes, grimacing at the state its trousers were in.
Pei Ming laughed as he fixed his own, easily able to hide the stains its release left on them. “This again? Lord Earth Master certainly wasn’t complaining when he made a mess of my robes~”
The desire to rip the man to shreds slammed back full force, steeling its face back into an unbothered neutrality before it could snap at him.
It had no idea how it was meant to get back to its palace with its clothing the way it was — anyone who saw it would be able to tell immediately what happened. It considered having a clone bring it fresh robes, before its face was tilted towards the northern general again.
“Back to acting cold? This was only a sample of the main course I have for you, you know,” he grinned, lust still simmering in his gaze.
“I’m not becoming a woman again,” it replied, burying its disgust and desire to gouge his eyes out.
“That’s just fine, I’ve never said I have no interest in men~ Heaven has such an ample supply of pretty men, I’d be missing out.” He snaked his arm around its waist again, bringing their faces close to kiss it deeply once more.
He Xuan couldn’t mask its disdain in time, making the god chuckle as he backed off, releasing its waist to instead offer his hand.
“I know a way to get to my palace unseen, I sincerely apologise for ruining your robes.” He didn’t look at all that apologetic, more satisfied that he had made it lose control enough to make such a mess.
“I expect an adequate feast as recompense,” it retorted, “and wine.”
His leery smile made it nauseous, hoping he had enough wine to get it drunk enough to forget the rest of whatever he had planned for them.
He supported its shaky gait as he spirited it away, cum dripping down its thighs with the promise of plenty more.