Archive of Our Own

Weird things had been occurring in Shen Yuan’s boring life lately, which was saying something because nothing ever happened! He couldn’t figure out what it was as well!

Stupid fucking Airplane had already made his Monday ten times worse when he posted the new chapter of Proud Immortal Demon Way, the word vomit in front of Shen Yuan making him want to scream in anger!

The inability to write anything good happening to Shen Jiu or Luo Binghe must be the hardest concept for him to grasp! Why did they have to get hurt, have mental breakdowns, and fuck in every chapter! Where was the plot, you might be asking? Gone! It was long gone!

For the last two hundred chapters, it had been a constant cycle of high cortisol comments he had left, making him look like a barking animal with how angry he got. The beginning of the book had been so good when it started, but went downhill when it began to lure in more readers and potential clients who would pay for chapters ahead of time. Sure, he was also paying for the early access and extra chapters, but it wasn’t worth a damn cent of his! Airplane was a sellout!

Shen Yuan was seething as he typed out what had to be his crudest comment yet, not even caring that it would fall to the end of the forums for the amount of curse words he was using. He was cursing Airplane’s bloodline, and everything that would come after him if the limp dicked idiot could even procreate.

His hand left the mouse to grab his snack of the day, which was a surprising difference from the cucumbers he had been munching on for about a week now. It was a mantou that his sister had gotten him while overseas during her modeling job at a convention, saying that it was one of the only PIDW things that she could find in the country, he forgot the name of at the moment in his anger.

The special thing about the mantou was that it had a raffle ticket pasted inside on a little card. The winner could win a literal one of a kind Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu figure that didn’t even have pictures released yet! He wanted it so bad that he was willing to throw around any money that he had for it, and maybe shake his siblings for money. They would understand, it was for a good cause!

They were big figures too! He couldn’t remember the exact measurements, but when he had used a ruler earlier that week, it went up to his knees! It would fit perfectly into his collection if he could get his grubby little hands on it. He was having wet dreams literally thinking about them!

Shen Yuan pushed the mantou between his lips, biting down on it and winced at the taste. His fingers on his right hand quit typing, and he pulled the bun away to look at the moldy outside, and what looked to be a curdled milk inside. Oh, fucking ew!!! He picked up the wrapper of the snack, and immediately spit the bite of it into the plastic when the expiration date was way past due.

He avoided looking at the disgusting chewed up food, tossing the bun and everything into his trash bin under the desk. He almost got sick from not paying attention!

His mouth tasted horrible now, coating his tongue in a sour taste that he couldn’t stand. A whine spilled from his lips, because he really didn’t want to get up right now. The taste in his mouth was the only thing that forced him to rise to his feet and walk his irritated ass to the bathroom.

He flicked the light switch on his wall up, squinting at the light that made his already sensitive eyes blurry. He didn’t bother with his glasses for the last hour when he was reading, tossing them somewhere into his room in his anger while reading. 

Shen Yuan picked up his toothbrush (PIDW themed, with a little chibi depiction of Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe hugging on it), and held it under the faucet. He shoved it into his mouth without much thought behind the movement. It was pretty easy to get the coating off of his teeth, but he needed mouthwash to get the filthy sheen off of his tongue.

He grabbed the little cup (Also PIDW themed) and poured a bit of the blue liquid in his mouth while he filled the cup with tap water.

Shen Yuan lifted his head to gurgle the minty liquid, and choked when he saw two huge, black silhouettes behind him. He spat the mouthwash all over his mirror, and whipped around with a scream.

“What the fuck?!” Shen Yuan screeched, because nothing was there! He swore up and down that there were people behind him! Nothing was there but his towel rack, and fluffy blue towel hanging up. There wasn’t a weird goop on the floor of black, nor was there any way that there could be a shadow in the fluorescent lights.

Shen Yuan grabbed the closest thing to him, which happened to be his pretty toothbrush, and pointed it to the only place in the cramped room where someone would be. The shower, which the curtain was pulled closed when he never closed it!

”C-Come out!” Shen Yuan shouted at the shower ghost that had to come and ruin his week on top of everything else going on in his life. “Y-You can’t s-scare me!” Thinking on everything now, he should have pissed before this, because his bladder was squeezing in fear.

The raven haired male approached the shower slowly, and didn’t lower his arms that were holding the toothbrush. He raised it above his head, shutting his eyes and turning his head away before bringing down the little weapon on the curtain.

”Ahh!” Shen Yuan was stabbing at literally nothing for almost thirty seconds with his eyes closed, until shame began to fill him because the toothbrush wasn’t making contact with anything solid. He pulled his arms back to his chest, puffing out his cheeks as he tore the shower curtain to the side.

There was nothing there, not even a soap bottle out of place.

”Hell no, I am not schizophrenic.” Shen Yuan growled as he haphazardly shoved the curtain back into place, looking at his toothbrush. He went back to the sink to rinse it off, constantly looking over his shoulder like those shadows would show back up at any moment and hurt him. He dropped the brush back into the cup next to his sink, and walked out back first from his bathroom, not even bothering to shut off the lights before the door was closed.

Brushing off the eerie feeling, Shen Yuan went back to his chair. He didn’t even feel mad enough to continue his random comment, too on edge from the experience that he had in the bathroom. Typing in a quick ‘Fuck you, Airplane’, he clicked on his mouse to post the comment and close the tab.

A sigh left his mouth, and he turned his head down to look at the raffle ticket sitting in his desk that was in the mantou. He guesses that he should use it now, and maybe win so that his shitty week would get better.

The chances were much to slim, seeing as the series was not only worldwide, but one of the hottest danmei that had been posted in a while. Sure, Shen Yuan appreciated Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu, but the whole genre of BL just wasn’t really for him. Or, maybe it was just that he hated the plot so much that it affected his view of the genre as a whole.

Shen Yuan typed the URL website into his hot bar, and opened the link to insert the number he was given. After waiting for a while, tapping his desk and laying his head down, even playing some mobile games while waiting for the raffle ticket to finish loading. That was until his screen flashed.

Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations! You are the winder of figures Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu from the hit novel Proud Immortal Demon Way! These are one of a kind figures, so be excited!

You may claim your reward below, and type in address go receive your figures in the next 2-3 weeks!

Well, that was a little jaw dropping, literally.

Shen Yuan scrambled to find his glasses and put them in his face, even wiping the clean lenses to see if he was misreading anything. No fucking way? He had actually won the impossible?!

Shen Yuan wasted no time typing his address and information into the recommended slots, and submitted the text while kicking his feet in excitement.

In the midst of all of his happiness, he had forgotten about the weird shadows in the bathroom, and the feeling of being watched. He was only brought back to that when he felt something sharp drag across the back of his neck.

Shen Yuan stumbled out of his chair in a panic, knees buckling at the suddenness of being used so roughly. That led him to hit the floor, banging his elbows on his desk on the way down whilst he touched the back of his neck. He pulled his hand away, lips parted at the sight of vermillion on his thin fingers.

It led his gaze up to see what possibly could have done this, but nothing was there. Only his chair, and the computer mouse that was hanging by the cord off of his desk like a pendulum swinging. Shen Yuan lifted his leg to kick the rolling chair away from his desk to reveal the rest of his room, but there was nothing there at all! Only his room that was filled to the brim with PIDW merch and his Miku shrine in the corner. Actually…

Shen Yuan shook his head both ways to make sure that there was no one visibly in sight, or hiding behind his large cardboard cut outs of Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu. 

He pushed himself up onto shaky legs, his knees aching from hitting the floor so hard. He sat on his gaming chair, looking at his Miku shrine. He had loved the vocaloid figure ever since he was a child, and couldn’t help but dedicate at least a little bit of room space to the blue haired robot. At the floor in front of the other acrylic stands and merch, was laying a figure.

That wasn’t weird.

The weird part was the fact that she was missing her head, and seemed to be stomped on hard by the way pieces were spread around. His brain couldn’t process what was on the floor for a long while, until his adrenaline spikes hard.

“Okay… Maybe this is the point in time where I should call someone.” Shen Yuan mumbled to himself, using his foot as leverage to roll the chair and himself over to the bed. Once he was close enough, he jumped right onto it to avoid the space under his bed, just in case the intruder was hiding under there.

He kept looking behind himself while he dug into the mountain of plushies to search for his second phone.

His mind was running in circles for anything to explain the strange occurrences. First the bathroom with the two shadows looking over his shoulder, then the brush on the back of his neck that drew blood, and now a figure that looked like it had been demolished!

Like a smart person, he called the first person that came into his mind that he knew would help him.

His older brothers, who he trusted to get to him faster than any law enforcement would.

He sat in the middle of his bed with his back to the plushies, picking at the loose skin on his lip with the phone up to his ear. His leg began to bounce to let out some sort of adrenaline from his body that wasn’t just shaking.

”A-Yuan, how are you doing?” His Er-Ge, Shen Li answered the phone. He was always a little bit more coarse and sharp than his Da-ge, but just the sound of his voice helped to curb some of the fear boiling in his stomach.

”Er-Ge,” Shen Yuan began, and mustered up his best begging voice, which wasn’t hard because he was on the verge of crying at this point. “Can you and Da-Ge come over and check my apartment? I… I think there’s someone here.” He whispered the last part, as if the intruder wouldn’t know he was calling for help at this point.

“What?!” The shout came from his Da-Ge, and then the sound of shuffling as he was imagining that his older brother was wrestling the phone from Shen Li.

While his older brothers scuffled and argued on the other side of the line, Shen Yuan looked around his room again to make sure no one was watching, because it sure as hell felt like it. Nothing seemed to be out of place except for his Miku figure, and the mouse that was back on his desk-

Hold up! Hold the fucking phone!

”Da-Ge, there’s no intruder! My house is haunted!” He wheezed out while scrambled on the bed and getting under the blankets like a child.

”What do you mean haunted?” Shen Li asked, the sound of his footsteps being heard through the phone as if he was hurrying. “Da-Ge and I are on the way, we will check the apartment. Will you stay on the phone with us?”

”Yes,” Came his muffled talking, convincing himself that if he stayed under the blanket that the ghost in his apartment wouldn’t be able to get him. He had always though this was since he was a kid, and even when he slept in his siblings rooms. Shen Yuan always thought that anything scary wouldn’t hurt him, or even notice him when he was hidden from sight. “Geges, I’m scared.”

”I know you are,” The sweet voice of his Da-Ge came through the speakers and right into Shen Yuan’s ears that rushed with blood. “Just stay hidden and wait for us to get there, we are getting into the car right now! I’ll even have your neighbor come check on you.”

Shen Yuan dug his teeth into his lip while he thought well and hard about who would want to haunt him. Maybe Airplane? Did Airplane die? No, it can’t be him because he had posted that shitty chapter today to end the series. Nobody from his high school or college would be out to get him, since he spent half of the days talking their ears off. Maybe someone wanted to haunt him for talking too much?

His thoughts couldn’t get too far, when he felt something grab his leg from over the blanket he was under. He swore that he didn’t scream that loud, even though his lungs ached from the dispelling of air so quickly. Shen Yuan shoved the blanket off to try and get a look at the intruder, or ghost, or whatever wanted to scare his souls straight from his body. They were already gone.

He couldn’t hear his brothers talking on the phone I’m worried voices, heart not beating so hard he swore he was going to have a heart attack! Nobody was there, and he was freaking the fuck out because what he felt wasn’t just a scratch on the back of his neck. It was a whole hand wrapped around his ankle!

His eyes darted around the room, throat closing up and the beginning of tears filling his eyes when he felt a pair of hands come up from behind to cover his vision.

He couldn’t breathe like this, and it felt like his heart had plummeted right through the earth and into hell, where he was about to be sent clearly. A third hand grabbed him by the chin, digging their claws into it.

”Guess who, Shizun?” A husky voice said by his ear, causing Shen Yuan to shiver at the tone.

”Don’t play with him, Binghe.” Came the second voice in front of him, and a pair of fangs grazed the back of his neck where the scratch had been earlier.

Shen Yuan finally gained control of his hands to reach back, but the teeth were already sinking into where the scratch was, and he screamed.

He was still screaming when he woke up, pushing himself away from his desk. The screen was still blinking with the winning screen from the raffle ticket, and Shen Yuan reached up to cup his temple from the headache burning there. He fumbled to grab his glasses and redo all of the information on the raffle before closing the tab and sitting back uneasily.

When had he fallen asleep? His brain was all floaty and weird that whole time, and the dream felt way to real to just be… Well, a dream!

Absentmindedly, he reached back to touch his neck where he was scratched and bitten, he didn’t feel any injury, and his hands came back with no blood on them. Although, he could still feel the phantom pain at being bitten.

Swiveling in his gaming chair, he looked over to the Miku shrine to see that everything was still intact. All of his things in his room remained untouched, and his bed that was still made with not a single thread out of place.

Shen Yuan then tried to recall the dream he had just woken up from not even five minutes ago, but his mind was completely blank! That made no sense! The only thing he could kind of remember was the tail end of it, with someone calling him Shizun. The voice in front of him saying Binghe’s name?

He kept touching the back of his pale neck as he packed up a couple days worth of clothes, his toothbrush, and laptop so he could track all of his packages before calling his older brothers to come pick him up. Realistically, he knew that what he had experienced had been a dream, but it left him feeling so shaken that he didn’t feel safe alone in his apartment.

Better safe than sorry! Right?

Shen Yuan got a text about ten minutes later when Shen Li arrived, and gave his bedroom one last look. Nothing was moving, and nothing looked like big shadows, so he guessed that it was alright.

He turned his back to leave, and the following eyes didn’t come with him.

ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ

Luo Binghe’s grunted when he hit the soft body of his husband on the floor, his sword being tossed through afterwards and landing on top of him before it closed.

“Get your fat ass off of me!” Came the wheezing voice from below, and Luo Binghe quickly moved off and to the side of his husband to help him sit up.

Shen Jiu sucked in a sharp breath eith the weight not being there anymore on his chest, and grabbed Luo Binghe’s hand to drag them both up to their feet. “This is so fucking irritating!”

Luo Binghe nodded along, dusting his husband off and being a little more careful around the open wound on his side. He had done this because he knew that Shen Jiu hated the feeling of being dirty (when he didn’t want to be, at least), and if he even felt it on his skin, it would send him into a spiraling rant about how dirty the planet was.

“This husband knows, A-Jiu,” Luo Binghe grumbled as his hands were swatted away roughly, and Shen Jiu ripped his fan off of his belt so that he could wave it in front of his face to alleviate some of the anger boiling his already hit blood. “Those two… pathetic versions did not deserve such a nice Shizun at all.” Luo Binghe dipped down to pick up Xin Mo, weighing the useless blade and shaking it out a bit so that it would start working again.

”It’s just… Ugh! Whatever! Let us get all healed up before looking at that paper Shizun gave us.” Shen Jiu looped his arm around Luo Binghe’s, and led the way through the halls and past nervous subordinates. He waved his fan a bit slower, more focused now on getting to their room and letting Luo Binghe’s blood mites work inside of him. The demon lord slid his hand down to lace their bloody fingers together, and Shen Jiu quirked a brow at him.

Luo Binghe didn’t say anything for a moment, before he let out a sigh through his nose. “A-Jiu?”

“What, Binghe?” Shen Jiu mumbled, turning down the final hallway that led to their private chambers.

”This one really, really, wants to find a Shizun of our own.” Luo Binghe admitted, his shoulders drooping like the weight of his problems were a physical burden to touch.

”This one is aware, and by the looks of it, we will find him.” The empress kicked open the door to their room, helping Luo Binghe to sit down on the bed and settling down next to him.

They spent the next few minutes in silence while healing, both of them thinking about the events that had transpired today.

Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe were meant to leave the palace for a day to relax, when Xin Mo had acted up and dropped them into an entirely different dimension from their own. Shen Jiu was the first one to recognize the setting as the hellish Qing Jing peak, and shook Luo Binghe to get the heavenly demon to look around them. The Qing Jing peak had been destroyed along with the entire sect in their world, thus the scene before them would either be a dream or a reality which they didn’t know how they arrived to. Seeing that they were awake, being a dream couldn’t be an answer to what was going on.

They first ran into Ning Yingying, and the girl seemed surprised that they weren’t with Shen Qingqiu, which only served to confuse the two demons more. With a happy grin and the fluttering feet of someone who couldn’t hold still for more than ten seconds, she led them all the way to the bamboo house. It was relieving some anxiety building, since she chatted about everything that had been going on in the peak while they were ‘gone’. When they got to the serenely quiet house, she waved them off to go deal with the unruly new disciples.

Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe exchanged a look, and didn’t waste a second more before entering the bamboo house, knowing that their Shizun was inside.

The inside of the sizable home was completely different from what Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe remembered even though they had only been allowed into it twice in their whole stay on the peak. What they had vividly remembered was that there was no mess of things, no empty cups of tea left on the table, there wasn’t blankets strewn about, and there wasn’t a rack holding many pairs of shoes. It was the same set up, just many more things.

Shen Jiu eyed the mess with a twitching nerve under his left eye, and turned his head to look at the door leading to their Shizun’s room. The door itself was parted slightly, and there was the sound of whispering inside.

When they pushed the wood aside to look in, their Shizun was lazing about on the bed, looking so much different than what they had anticipated. The regal and refined peak lord was laying on his stomach on the bed, only in two robes while whispering angry words about the book he was reading. The clothes slipping off of his shoulders showed bitten skin, and what looked like bruises all over. He was picking at a plate full of cut fruit, kicking his legs like some young female disciple who had just gotten a letter from the boy she liked.

Shen Qingqiu looked up, and gave the happiest smile to the both of them, almost stealing the breath right from their lungs.

This person wasn’t Shizun. It couldn’t be Shizun.

This person instead got up and forced them to sit down while he did their hair, complaint about the book he was reading while pulling the ribbon from Luo Binghe’s held up hair.

”Ah, this one’s husbands were away from this master for so long,” He breathed out while turning to grab hair oil, and rubbed a liberal amount on his palms to warm it up. “This master thought that you wouldn’t arrive until tomorrow? You guys said so this morning…”

Luo Binghe didn’t know how to answer for a moment, before catching Shen Jiuma expression in the mirror. “These disciples got off of their duty early in the demon realm.” It was a shitty guess, but seemed to calm the ruffled man behind Luo Binghe.

”That’s lovely, this husband truly missed you both.” Shen Qingqiu said, running his fingers through Luo Binghe’s curls, and parting his hair into sections to make sure he got every strand. He then turned to the other chair to do the same to Shen Jiu’s hair with a different oil.

It smelled sweetly like vanilla in the room now, and the demon lords kept trying to make eye contact in the mirror to express their confusion. Shen Qingqiu was completely oblivious, wiping off his hands with a cloth and retrieving a comb off of the vanity to use on their hair.

The hair brushing was just the first part before Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu had tried to get their Shizun into bed, the rest being history.

The door slammed open with a pair of very angry, and similar demon lords to the ones touching and kissing their Shizun.

Nothing had been said except for Shen Qingqiu kicking them outside, because they had almost destroyed one of his gifts from Liu Qingge. The four demons took it out to the backyard and went at it like animals, ignoring the distressed calls and reprimands from their Shizun who was fighting a few more layers of robes onto his body.

Almost an hour passed when Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu were subdued by the pair of fakes. The men sat on the brown grass that got scorched at some point, having once been a nice green color. Luo Binghe glowered when Xin Mo was pointed at his nose, and felt around for his own sword. The fake Shen Jiu kicked it away with a scowl.

”You two certainly have some nerve for coming here and trying to steal our Shizun, but all this one feels is pity for you.” The fake Shen Jiu said, folding his arms over his chest as he reprimanded them.

Shen Jiu himself curled his lips, and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the fakes shoes. “These lords do not need your useless pity, we want our Shizun.”

”He is not yours.” The fake Luo Binghe said, much calmer than he felt inside. “Shizun came to our world and chose to stay, not yours.”

”This doesn’t make any sense,” Luo Binghe snapped, moving to stand and dip down to grab his sword from the charred grass where it sat. “Why did the most pathetic versions of ourselves get such a nice Shizun? It is unfair.”

”It is unfair for you, but that doesn’t mean that you can just take Shizun because you didn’t have him in your world. Shizun isn’t… He wasn’t ours either at first.” The fake Luo Binghe said as he lowered his Xin Mo, gaze falling over his Shen Jiu for a moment before going back to Luo Binghe.

”What is that supposed to mean?” Luo Binghe spat, pointing his own sword at the demonic pair while his husband stood up himself. “You are not making any sense to this lord.”

When the fake Luo Binghe opened his mouth to spew more bullshit, there was hard panting heard as Shen Qingqiu finally caught up to the group of them. He pointed a finger up to speak, then bent down to put a hand on his knees to take deep breaths. The demons just stared, because they had forgotten Shen Qingqiu had been chasing them the whole time, and that was overexertion even for a cultivator.

”One second.” He wheezed, head down for a few seconds longer. “Don’t,” he coughed. “Don’t fight anymore, this master will help.”

The fake Shen Jiu’s eyes narrowed, and he went over to help his pretty Shizun stand up straighter. “Why would Shizun want to help these two beasts?”

Shen Qingqiu waved his arm to give the disciple holding his arm a slap, finally rising up to stand straight. “They are still another version of you two. This master can never imagine not helping.”

”But Shizun,” Luo Binghe whined, looking like a simpering child as the big bad demon lord pouted. It disgusted Luo Binghe to no end to watch this pathetic thing cry. “Those two touched you, which isn’t that big a deal because they’re technically us, but you’re not theirs. And! They kissed Shizun!” That earned Luo Binghe a swat with Shen Qingqiu’s hand as well.

The two fake demons kept whining in the peak lord’s ears, until the man groaned and pulled Shen Jiu closer. He dug into the demon’s qiankun pouch, pulling out a book and paintbrush that seemed to already have ink in the tip, working like some sort of pen. Shen Qingqiu then bent Luo Binghe over, placing the paper on his back so that he could scribble something down. He then reached into his own pouch for a tiny vial that had black hair inside, and tore the sheet of paper out of the book to hand the two items to Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu.

”If you want to find your own version of this master, you may look in a different realm. This is the directions to his home address, and you have to give the paper to someone to help you with the directions. If this master gives this to you, there will be some rules.” Shen Qingqiu folded the paper, and flicked it with his finger.

”What are the rules?” Shen Jiu asked, eyeing the paper hard as if he wanted to snatch it and escape before they could catch him.

”If you go to that world, you cannot wreak any sort of havoc. No killing, no burning down cities, and do not get caught by law enforcement. Second rule, do not mess with this one’s siblings, they’re completely off limit. My mother and father too, but I doubt you would see them. Third, if the other version of me rejects you both, then you will leave and look somewhere else… Granted, This master doubts he would reject anything at the age of 20.” He handed the paper and vial to Shen Jiu, and turned around with the flick of a sleeve. “A-Jiu, Binghe, be so kind as to escort these two back to their own world.”

“Of course, Shizun.” The disgustingly sweet pair said to their retreating master, watching him go with a bit of yearning in their gazes. Then, they turned back to glare at Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe.

With their Shizun gone, the four of them got into it again before the fake Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu pushed them back into their own world through a portal.

Luo Binghe ended up finishing healing himself first, and he dug into his robes for the vial and paper that the nice Shizun had given them. Shen Jiu leaned over his shoulder, examining what had been written there in the flowery handwriting. It was some sort of place named Shanghai, with a bunch of nonsensical things written next to it. The only thing that stood out through the weird characters, was a name.

Shen Yuan.

“How on earth are we going to find this place? This lord cannot even decipher what is written!” Luo Binghe growled, his hand tightening on the paper to the point where it almost tore. Shen Jiu snatched the paper to get a closer look, and picked up the vial of hair that had been left with them. It was short, and a darker black than Shen Qingqiu’s hair. Thinner too.

”This one thinks we can use this to find him. Shizun must know about my abilities, since he’s married to that whimpering, abused cat version of myself.” Shen Jiu began, and rose to grab a loose piece of paper from the desk nearby the window.

The demon nicked the tip of his finger with his fang so that blood would drip onto the paper, and he traces the tiny pool of blood to begin drawing something. It was some sort of rune, a circle with tiny words written in the blood, and a pinch of the hair in the middle.

To be honest, Luo Binghe still didn’t know all of the things that his husband could do after all of these years together. Sure, he knew the bare minimum about his sigils and blood, but it was like Luo Binghe learned something new all the time about this wonderful demon.

Luo Binghe let his husband work in the tense silence in their room, peeking over to see that the sigil on the paper was glowing a soft blue. The emblem kit on fire and slowly engulfed the whole paper, and once the flames dimmed, there was some sort of map. Shen Jiu picked it up and blew off the little bit of ash there was, and turned to hand it to Luo Binghe.

”This husband can take us there with Xin Mo, but cannot get an accurate location of where this nice Shizun resides. Once we arrive, this one assumes that we can find him through the dream realm, since he shares a soul with the nice Shizun from the other world.” Shen Jiu explained while Luo Binghe ran his fingers over the delicate lines of the map between realms. It was such a thin line, but he could tell that it wouldn’t be too hard to find. He couldn’t wait to see the world that housed their new Shizun.

”We will leave by the morning,” Luo Binghe set the paper down on the table as well as Xin Mo, holding out a hand to Shen Jiu who took it with grace. “Let us relax, and sleep for the night, husband.”

”Let us.” Shen Jiu agreed, and off they went.

o(≧v≦)o

Xin Mo dropped them out of the portal in somewhere that smelled… Absolutely disgusting. It was a dank alley, covered with dust and weird smells, even some liquids around on the dirty ground.

Shen Jiu covered his nose, getting deja vu of the abyss from how bad it was singing his nostrils.

”What the fuck.” Shen Jiu gagged, attempting to not puke up all of the food that Luo Binghe had so gracefully cooked this morning. Luo Binghe pet his husbands back, sending some soothing qi into his meridians.

While Luo Binghe knew that he himself could handle the thick air, Shen Jiu did not like things that smelled nasty or moldy. The demonic emperor gave a quick look around, making sure that no one was looking at them on what looked to be a very busy street at the end of the alley.

It was loud, smelly, and much too bright at night. And the people on the street were wearing clothes that would’ve made their original Shizun bleed from his seven orifices. Shirts that reached the waist, and some women wearing even shorter shirts while showing their arms as well. How shameful! Some were wearing shorter pants too, and every person was so different from the last. Some even wore things over the bottom of their face, covering their noses and mouths.

Luo Binghe tilted his head to the side, and pointed to one of the people passing by. “Husband, do you think that those face masks would help with the smell?”

Shen Jiu nodded, keeping his mouth and nose covered with his hand while Luo Binghe led them into the street. They knew that they were in Shanghai, but the sheer size of the city made them stop dead in their tracks.

They took a long moment to stare at the huge buildings, and so many lights that it managed to cover the stars with how bright they were. It was magnificent, even the clouds were colored from the city lights. Luo Binghe sucked in a breath through his mouth in awe, looking to the side at his husband who was just as amazed.

”This is where Shizun comes from?” Shen Jiu breathed, eyes sparkling at everything around them. There were so many colors, people, lights… but not a single signal to where there Shizun was. He couldn’t wait to find the man, so he could learn everything about this silly world.

Directing his gaze down with a new sense of dedication, he held the paper in his hands of the address for where this Shizun was. Giving a look around, he pointed to a group of women standing around with those face masks on and laughing together.

“We should ask them about the cloth on their face, and ask if they could give us directions to find Shizun.” Shen Jiu grabbed Luo Binghe’s hand, and dragged him in the direction of the women.

It was easy enough to charm the pretty women, and have them give some face masks that they had in their bags. They then cocked their head at the paper, and said that they didn’t know where the place was on the paper. Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe thanked the ladies, before walking away to think about what to do next.

“How will we find Shizun?” Luo Binghe seemed a little defeated, and Shen Jiu grabbed his sleeve to shake him a bit.

“With how many people are in this place, someone is bound to know where he is. How about we find a place to sleep, and check in the dream realm?” Shen Jiu offered, and his husband looked a bit more lively at the thought.

Luo Binghe slid his hand down into Shen Jiu’s and squeezed their palms together. “This husband approves of that.”

Shen Jiu rolled his eyes, his heart warming at this demon. He led them away from the street they were lingering on, looking for any sort of inn. Maybe a brothel would be around here too?

( ; _ ; )/~~~

“What kind of work doesn’t accept gold for payment?” Shen Jiu muttered unhappily under his breath, finding himself sitting in a soft patch of grass in what someone had referred to as a park. Not many people were there, only some walking by or talking on little devices put up to their ears.

Luo Binghe watched the people as well as he sank down next to his husband on the soft grass to give his fuming husband a kiss on the cheek.

That seemed to stem some of the anger boiling in Shen Jiu’s already hot blood, and he leaned in to slide his lips against his husband’s. They hadn’t kissed much in the last few days, having to deal with too much mentally. Even when they did kiss, it was hard and needing, not this slow and gentle. The harshness had come from the need to date Xin Mo, trying to avoid killing demons or others to satiate the whispering sword.

Although, when they had gone to the nice Shizun’s world, it was as if the sword was never loud in Luo Binghe’s head in the first place.

And even though they had rocky parts in their relationship due to Xin Mo, they still loved each other a lot. Their life had been a living hell for decades, and when they finally settled down they felt a semblance of happiness and content. Although, seeing another version of themselves so happy with the man that had once tortured them. It hurt. They could have had that if their own Shizun wasn’t a bad man. They couldn’t have it then…

That didn’t mean they couldn’t have it now…

”Let’s sleep for now, husband. This one will meet you in your dreams.” Luo Binghe murmured as he pulled away, resting his head on Shen Jiu’s shoulder while he nudged them into the dream realm for rest.

ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘

It had been a couple of semi-relaxing weeks since Shen Yuan had been in his apartment, but he missed it so much! His stay with his brothers was going to make him start sprouting gray roots! They had basically hounded him and force fed him whatever food they had and claimed he was still losing weight. They couldn’t leave him alone for a second, which was the only thing he was craving at the second! He wanted to be alone!

Shen Yuan sighed as he shut the door behind himself, leaning his back against the door and tilting his head back to soak in the silence. No Er-Ge in his ear telling him to sleep at the right hour, or Da-Ge telling him that he needed to eat again for the third time in a day. Just silence. Pure silence.

He slid down to the ground, dropping his bag off to the side and kicking his shoes off, not wanting to get up as he whined. Truly, he was too tired to even make it to his bed.

He dozed off at the door for a moment, until he heard a sound that shouldn’t be in his apartment that lacked life other than his little collection of plants. His head turned down, right in front of him, was a huge box laying down in his entryway.

Had the raffle figures finally arrived? No, he hadn’t gotten an email or anything yet while he was staying with his brothers.

Shen Yuan scrambled to his feet, flitting around the box in absolute confusion. This box was much too big to house his figures, no matter how big they were. It was laying flat a few feet thick and looking taller than himself if he laid down on the floor next to it. It had fragile tape all over it, and big zip ties holding it shut.

“This is… not what I ordered at all.” Shen Yuan mumbled, and bent down to try and pick up the box. Yeah, that totally worked. As soon as he tried to grab it from the sides, it slipped from his fingers and he heard…

The sound of people?!

He scrambled back to his spit by the door, falling right into his ass with a screech. No, it wasn’t a girly scream, so don’t mention it! He was scared, okay!

Shen Yuan lifted his socked foot, and nudged the box as hard as he could, but it didn’t even move an inch. Instead, he heard movement and talking from the inside. Why were there humans in a fucking box in his house?! Was the raffle ticket thing selling him people?! Was he going to get arrested for this?!

His heart was pounding so hard in his chest, and jumped when he heard someone say something in the tone of a question. Shen Yuan’s brain finally caught up to the situation at hand when someone knocked on the box and talked again. Alright, okay, he could do this.

Pushing himself up to his feet on shaky legs and shuffling around the box, he tapped it gently. “Ah, hold on! I’ll go grab some scissors… or something!”

Shen Yuan got through the small hallway yo his kitchen, and fumbled to find anything sharp. His scissors weren’t on the counter where he had left them, so the next best thing to grab was a knife. In his panic he didn’t see the scissors next to tape rolls and a pack of large zip ties.

The knife he had grabbed had never been used by anyone but his mother when she came over to make dinner for him, and it seemed sharp enough to use so he took it back to the entryway. He bent down, willing his hands to stop shaking so much as he slipped the knife under one of the zip ties to saw it off. He did end up nicking his hands a few times while getting all of them off, and was extra careful with the tape so that he didn’t harm the people inside.

Shen Yuan then set down the sticky take with a bit of his blood on it off to the side, hesitating and holding his hands over the cardboard. He didn’t know why he was so clammy about this, but he knew that he didn’t want to see something gorey inside.

With a deep breath and his eyes squeezing shut while he opened the box to…

A couple of cosplayers? Tangled together and looking at Shen Yuan expectingly. The human was at a loss for words, sitting back on his heels while he stared at the two (very beautiful, mind you) men, their eyes following his every move. He felt like a bug being pinned down for art.

“Um… What the fuck… Hi?” Shen Yuan managed, his beating heart calming down since he wasn’t staring at some fucked up, blood covered person. Instead, he was purely confused. “How did you get in here? The box, I mean?”

“We came to this place, and a nice girl helped us close the box.” The one who looked like a splitting image of Shen Jiu said, sitting up and staring down his nose at the slouched Shen Yuan on his knees. Shen Yuan couldn’t help but look him up and down, shifting on his knees and putting his hands on the floor so that he could lean forward and get a closer look at them.

“What? First of all, why? Second of all, what girl?” Shen Yuan asked with a frown on his pretty lips, tilting his head to the side. “Are you guys like… cosplaying robbers?”

“The girl’s name was Shen Tang, and she was already inside when he came here. To answer your first questions, these lords were looking for you. And no, these ones are not robbers.” The Luo Binghe lookalike said, and maneuvered himself to get up to his feet, holding out a hand for Shen Jiu to take.

Shen Yuan dumbly stared up at them, and made no move to get up from his knees. Holy fuck! They were tall, and way too accurate to what the characters looked like. They didn’t even look real!

Meanwhile, Shen Jiu was very pleased with the pretty sight that this Shizun painted, and would definitely look better if he stayed down there while he and his husband took pleasure from his mouth. The demons examined Shen Yuan, admiring the man from his square like glasses to the cute socks on his feet that bore both of their huadians.

”Why are you looking for me? Are you sure that you have the right person? Why would my sister let you guys in? Did that hack Airplane finally send a hit man after me when I left that mean comment on his last chapter?” His mind was racing too quick for him to think too clearly, until a clawed finger was pressed to his lips, and a paper was presented to him. Hesitant to touch anything these cosplayers were giving him, he only looked down at it with a frown. 

“What is this thing? This looks nothing like a map? Why is my name and address in the side? Where did you even get this?” Shen Yuan managed, twisting and turning the paper to try and understand the map with no roads or land marks.

“Shizun asks too many questions,” Luo Binghe stepped out of the box with his husband, and lifted his foot to kick the box away to block the bottom of the front door. “A nice Shizun gave us this address to find another person like him.”

“Shizun? Can you guys quit the cosplay talk and tell me what the fuck is going on?” Shen Yuan squeaked out, shrinking back a bit when they both directed their stares back to him. “It says my name on the paper, I’m Shen Yuan. Not Shizun.”

Luo Binghe stared at the man on his knees gazing up at them. His pouty lips and upturned brows that looked like he was almost begging for something. “You are Shizun, you just haven’t lived in that life, and you won’t because we are taking you.”

”What, taking me?” Shen Yuan cocked his head, shifting on his knees and waving his hands erratically. “And what the hell are you talking about? What other life?! Get out of my apartment!”

Shen Jiu felt a little disgruntled, this Shizun was asking too many questions. He leaned down to grab Shen Yuan by his upper arm, and dragged him to his feet. His Shizun was looking much too pretty from that angle, and Shen Jiu never had much restraint nor the patience. Even his husband had more than him, and a demonic sword was talking to him all the time. “Shizun talks too much. There was another life where your soul somehow ended up in the body of our Shizun, and they’re living happily.” He explained, rubbing his thumb over the soft cotton of Shen Yuan’s sweater.

Shen Yuan held his head in his free hand, shaking his head. “That makes no sense! I wasn’t in the book!”

“What book?” Shen Jiu asked, and looked back at his husband who shared his confusion.

“Oh, so there is this novel that’s basically a retelling of your guys’ entire life.” He began, and kept trying to pry the clawed fingers off of his arm. “It was made by some lowlife asshole who doesn’t know how to fill plot holes, nor write anything other than assassination attempts. Oh my god, and the fucking amount of useless papapa, not to say that you guys having sex isn’t hot, it is hot, but it was not needed nor wanted to solve more than half of the issues that were thrown at you. Plus! That hack of an author never took what I said to heart about changing anything, because you guys had such a shitty life for the longest time, and then the series ended with you guys being unhappy anyways!” The rant ended with Shen Yuan panting, his hands got back to his sides from where he had been waving them around.

Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu exchanged another look while Shen Yuan huffed in anger, both knowing that no one would get this mad over things that hurt them other than the nice Shizun. The demonic emperor’s lashes trembled, his heart clenching for this man who hadn’t met them, but cares so much about him and his husband. Shen Jiu wasn’t unaffected either, blood rushing to his head and lower stomach when Shen Yuan finished taking.

“These ones did not know that there was a book about our lives… Why did Shizun read the books if he hated them so much?” Luo Binghe said, and cocked his head to the side for Shen Jiu to follow him through the apartment to find Shen Yuan’s room. Shen Jiu dragged the human along, being mindful with his arm so that he didn’t hurt the man.

“Well, I originally started because the story was trending and everybody on the internet was talking about how it had the best plot. I did like it at first, don’t get me wrong, but the constant cycles of trauma and angst kept happening and nothing was getting better nor changed. Then, the abyss arc happened! I started to hate the author that wrote it, because he was reusing the same plots, and same aphrodisiacs for every chapter.” Shen Yuan expressed, not even realizing that Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe were going room to room to find the one that they had seen in the dream realm.

“Hm, this one is a little interested in the books.” Shen Jiu pushed open another door, and nodded to his husband while pulling Shen Yuan inside and closing the door behind the three of them.

The smaller male wasn’t even phased when he was pushed to sit on the bed amongst his plushies and pillows, and the two LITERAL demon lords were sitting at his feet like a couple of filial disciples. Shen Yuan folded his arms over his chest with a scowl printed on his features, continuing to rant. “You do not want to read that trash! It suck! Half of the time, I don’t even think Airplane knew what was happening after the abyss arc.”

Shen Jiu nodded along to show that he was listening, but his eyes were locked onto the creamy skin of Shen Yuan’s legs. Not being able to keep his hands to himself, his hands left his lap and reached out to caress the back of the male’s left leg. Luo Binghe’s eyes tracked the movement, a known smile coming onto his face because he knew exactly what his husband was doing.

Shen Jiu was trying to lure him into a sense of comfort, and get him relaxed with them so that they could fuck him for a while, and take him back to their palace when he was fast asleep and already trusting them.

Shen Jiu’s fingers curled, nails scraping against the back of his knee where it was sensitive. “Tell is more, Shizun.”

Shen Yuan scoffed, unfolding his arms so that he could lean back on them while tipping his nose up to the sky like a pompous princess. “I do not want to be called Shizun! Call me Shen Yuan; and I don’t want to keep talking about that dumb book series or I will start pulling my hair out.” His leg kicked by instinct when a claw dug into the calf, but Shen Jiu wrapped his hand around the human’s ankle, squeezing the limb.

Shen Jiu rubbed his thumb over the bone of his ankle, growing mentally. When they got back to their world, they would make sure Shizun was nice and fed. He shouldn’t be this thin.

”A-Yuan.” Luo Binghe purred, and Shen Yuan jerked a bit at hearing his name being called by this so called demon lord of his (least) favorite book. Who were sitting in his room. Who were seeing his room, that was filled with all the merch he had started collecting in high school. Oh my god…

Wait, he was completely fine! There was no way that Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu would come to his world! They were cosplayers faking it!

Still, they were in his room, and seeing how much ‘Peerless Cucumber’ was a loser! They were strangers!

Shen Yuan swore that his souls left his body, and left through his mouth, until the grip on his ankle squeezed, and claws dug into the delicate skin above his sock. His head finally turned down to look at them, and heat filled his face to the point that he felt the need to cover it with his hands. This was so embarrassing!

“How the fuck… Why did you guys put yourselves in a box when you got here?” Shen Yuan rambled behind his hands, and didn’t move them away when he heard who must’ve been Luo Binghe, because Shen Jiu was still holding his ankle, get up. The bed dipped beside him, and there was the sound of more shuffling. A pair of hands grabbed his wrists, and pulled them away from his red face.

Shen Jiu stared hard at his Shizun, very much appreciating the cute flush and wobbly lip. He looked so bullied, which was the least of what he would be looking like later when they got him into bed. He also looked so sweet next to his husband, who was looking like he wanted to devour Shen Yuan. “Binghe went through your memories while you were sleeping, and fur fires out that if we wrapped ourselves up, you would see us as a gift.”

These guys must have been taking some sort of drugs, or maybe Shen Yuan himself was on drugs and he just didn’t know it.

“Uhh… alright. I don’t believe you guys are characters from a book, though.” Shen Yuan managed to say, and retracted that statement the second he felt claws grow against his wrists. He turned his head a bit, and gave a worried laugh at the way they pressed to the thin skin above his veins. “Alright, I stand corrected; but this still doesn’t make sense! Why come and find me, just because some other version of me told you that I was gonna be your Shizun? Is there another version of me that you guys could go to?” He panted again, his lungs already fucked from the lack of exercising he did. He needed to go to the gym…

He shot Luo Binghe a look, and tried to pull his hands away from the grip that wouldn’t budge at all. He huffed, and instead looked to the other demon who was sticking into his leg like an octopus. Shen Jiu seemed to be busy taking his claws gently over the back of Shen Yuan’s knee, drawing circles that made his skin prick up with goosebumps.

”These lords are very sure that you are the nice Shizun. The sample of hair that the other nice Shizun gave us, led us right to this world where you are.” Shen Jiu explained, and moved his head off of Shen Yuan’s knee a bit so he could pull Shen Yuan’s foot into his lap to rub his ankle. He slipped his claws under the sock, picking at the hem and letting it slap back against his foot. “And again, these disciples do want a nice, soft version of Shizun. This disciple is well aware that A-Yuan knows how my spells work, so it cannot be much of a surprise to you to how we found you.”

Shen Yuan was speechless, not understanding a word of what they were saying to be honest. He was reeling from all of the information and shock from having these two in his room and looking for him.

”The Shen Jiu of that world already put their mark and blood on Shizun, so A-Jiu could find that one as well if he wanted to. That also transfers if we find a different version of your soul. When we did the spell to find you, the nice Shizun had given us some of his hair since we couldn’t take his blood, and we used that to direct us to this world. This is the world that it led us to, no other one.” Luo Binghe explained, leaning his head on Shen Yuan’s shoulder, to which the mini Shizun stiffened. That was the opposite reaction that Luo Binghe wanted, and was about to pull back when Shen Yuan mumbled again.

”I guess that makes a little sense… I just don’t understand why you guys would want to come find me. What do you need from me?”

”Marriage.”

Shen Yuan choked! He was going to spit blood!

“Excuse the fuck out of me, what do you mean marriage? You both are married to each other!” Shen Yuan tried to yank his foot away, but Shen Jiu held fast to his ankle, and Luo Binghe shifted from holding his wrists to holding his arms down at his sides in some kind of side hug. Shen Yuan shook his head from side to side. “I’m not even gay!”

“These lords do not know what gay means.” Luo Binghe said, way too close to his ear for comfort, so Shen Yunntrued to lean away from the clinging demon lord. “And I think you know what marriage means.”

”Being gay us uhh… a cutsleeve. I’m not stupid, of course I know what marriage means! I mean, why would you want to marry me? You don’t even know me! Is this real? Am I on drugs-“ Shen Yuan couldn’t finish his sentence because a pair of fangs sank into his ankle, and a hand over his mouth to cover his shocked scream.

“These lords are sorry, A-Yuan, but you won’t listen to us. Let us finish speaking first.” Shen Jiu mumbled against his bloody skin, lapping up the wound and shooting a bit of Qi into it so that the little wound would heal. Shen Jiu didn’t pull his head away, still licking as the skin as if he could will more blood to come out. His eyes flashed a dark green, and fangs scraping over the skin like he wanted to dig into it again.

“Don’t bite me! You feral cat!” He squirmed in Luo Binghe’s hold, the demon lord not even moving or breaking a sweat to hold him still. Kicking his legs served to be futile as well, since Shen Jiu didn’t seem to want him to move either. “Let me go!”

“A-Yuan still won’t hear us out.” Luo Binghe whined, and tried to nip at Shen Yuan’s earlobe before the human managed to shimmy a hand out to keep Luo Binghe’s head at a distance. He completely forgot that this was a demon lord, and his hand was on his face as if keeping away a dog trying to lick him. Luo Binghe pouted, and squeezed Shen Yuan tighter.

”Fine, talk! This doesn’t mean that I will turn gay for you guys! Just because both of you are the hottest guys in existence, and have amazing bodies, and are so cool, and both have amazing qualities, does not mean that I want to marry you or have p-papapa!” His exclamation only caused Luo Binghe to cover his mouth, which muffled his complaints and yelling.

”A-Yuan,” Shen Jiu dug his claws into the human, and licked up the blood that dropped down his leg too. “This one does not believe that owning a whole shrine in your chambers is normal.” Shen Yuan muffled a curse at that, which Shen Jiu smirked at as he ran his tongue over the bloody skin.

“How about this? If A-Yuan spends a night with us, he can decide if he is a cutsleeve or not?” Luo Binghe recommended, whining when Shen Yuan tried to shove him again.

He finally stopped struggling, his face so red and heart about to jump out of his chest and make a run for it. Maybe he just hadn’t been hearing them right! He cannot grasp the concept that two of the hottest people who exist want to not only have him sexually, but for the rest of his mundane life? All because another version of him was nice to them?

Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu were married! How could they want to add someone new after being together for almost two decades?!

Shen Yuan used his free arm to pry Luo Binghe’s hand off of his mouth, finally lowering his tone to talk normally. “I am not the other Shizun, though. I don’t know how to act like him, and I can’t be him.”

“That doesn’t matter, A-Yuan.” Shen Jiu finished kicking up the blood from the constant little cuts he kept giving to Shen Yuan’s leg, that had now raised up to the knee with little bites and scrapes. “The spell led us to you, because you are ours.”

Shen Yuan didn’t know how to reply to that, couldn’t even think of what to say. His mind was even more blank when he felt breathing on his neck, and something wet because a certain needy demon lord kept pecking at it. “I’m not gay…”

“These lords will see if that’s true by the end of the night.” The whisper against the back of his ears caused a shiver, and the demon lord moved his head to the side to slip their lips together.

Truth be told, Shen Yuan had not kissed anyone in years! The first time had been at a college party, and the girl was one of his friends. She was really a sweet woman, and he even went to her wedding last summer!

Anyways!

Luo Binghe seemed to be some sort of god sent from Heaven at kissing, with his tongue licking open his lips and playing with his tongue. Sure, he knew that Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu had been married and have probably kissed thousands of times, but Shen Yuan hadn’t been kissed this good!

Shen Yuan shifted when the tongue ran over the roof of his mouth, sensitive nerves making it itch. He lifted his now free hands up to run them through Luo Binghe’s hair, not really knowing what to do with his lazy limbs.

He felt a mouth sucking at his leg, right above his knee and below his shorts. The skin there was wet and hot, and Shen Jiu made sure to graze his teeth threateningly over it.

Shen Jiu’s fangs were itching terribly, aching too, wanting to get into his Shizun so bad. He realistically knew that he had to be gentle because his Shizun was a human, but it was so hard to keep himself in check. The only person who wouldn’t have minded it would’ve been Luo Binghe, who lets him bite and suck on him whenever he wanted to. It wasn’t like they were very gentle in the bed, and when they were, blood still always got drawn.

Shen Yuan himself felt like his lungs were full of the two demons as they kept this up, and Luo Binghe’s arms loosened around Shen Yuan. He pulled away from the panting human, and moved more onto the bed to straight up yank Shen Yuan into the middle of the mattress. This made some room for Shen Jiu to crawl up there.

The first problem came with the size of the bed, because it worked for Shen Yuan, but not for two demons with the height over six feet. There wasn’t enough room between all of the pillows, plushies, and people, and even some laundry at the foot of his bed that he forgot to put away when his sister came over to do his laundry. Shen Yuan wanted to tell them that they could move it, but Shen Jiu just curled his lips and kicked all of it straight off of the bed.

Ah! Those special edition Luo Binghe and Shen Jiu plushies were expensive! Put his body pillows back on the bed, at least!

Shen Yuan wanted to whine at his belongings being treated like they were nothing, but a bite to the lip immediately diverted his attention. He gasped, and tightened his hand in Luo Binghe’s hair, and the emperor moaned, biting down harder. Shen Yuan turned his body from the awkward angle to sit between Luo Binghe’s spread knees, letting go of the demon’s hair so that he could cup his face.

This was… a lot better than what he had been thinking it would be. Just kissing was digging up some arousal that he had been keeping at bay for the last weeks, and hadn’t been able to masturbate after that weird dream.

Luo Binghe’s hand settled on Shen Yuan’s waist, digging his claws through his sweater and into the soft flesh to keep him still. He gasped through his nose at the rush of pain, and pushed his thighs clothes together. The shuffling made him aware that he was wet, boxers sticking to his cunt. Cmon! Just a bit of kissing was making him wet?! They didn’t need to know he was a virgin!

Shen Yuan couldn’t help the whine that slipped through his lips when Luo Ninghe pulled away, panting into the demon’s mouth while he looked unaffected other than the blush on his pretty cheeks which was totally unfair! Stupid demon had way too much air in his lungs. Shen Yuan stewed in this anger for only a moment before he felt the bed dip behind him, Shen Jiu pushing him forward so that Shen Yuan would be leaning against Luo Binghe’s shoulder, ass basically on display for the demon behind him. A flush fell over his face, because he already knew what Shen Jiu was seeing.

”A-Yuan seems to be excited.” The empress commented, his hands coming up to brush over Shen Yuan’s ass and thighs. He gently squeezed them in some parts, but still ignored the wet spot between the human’s legs.

Having someone touch him so thoroughly in those places was a bit of a weird feeling, because it didn’t feel the same when he had touched himself their in the past. He trembled, shoving his face into Luo Binghe’s shoulder while he tried to close his legs. That was shut down almost immediately when a knee was pushed between his to keep them open. “Don’t hide from this one. Let this unworthy disciple look at you.”

Shen Yuan swore that if his face was any more heated, he was going to pass out! With his thin face being hidden, it was a little bit easier for him to hold still while Shen Jiu admired the view.

Luo Binghe tried to peek over to see what was going on, whining a bit when he couldn’t see the full view.

Shen Jiu pushed himself up onto his knees, and swatted Luo Binghe’s hands away from Shen Yuan’s hips so that he could put his hands there. He pulled the little human to his body so that their crotches would touch together through their clothes, and dragged an unexpected moan out of Shen Yuan.

He really didn’t move now! Not with the feeling of a man’s boner right up against his leaky cunt!

Shen Yuan cringed internally at the feeling of his wet boxers and shorts, knowing that it was completely visible to the demon behind him. Shen Yuan sighed out through his nose, and tilted his head back to the and looked at the demon, who was looking over him very concentrated on what he was doing. Shen Jiu’s eyes were glued to where the clothes kept their sexes from touching, and caught Shen Yuan staring when the human whined. Shen Jiu smiled, and ground his hips slowly, his bulge rubbing right over Shen Yuan’s covered clit.

It probably wouldn’t feel like much to a regular virgin, but Shen Yuan was so pent up, and turned in that he couldn’t help the moan that slipped from his throat. He regretted that as soon as he met it out, because the two demons seemed even more interested now. “What?! Stop looking at me, and get on with it!”

A pair of claws grabbed his cheek, digging into the surface and turning it down to make eye contact with a very relaxed looking demon lord. Shen Yuan couldn’t even feel his face anymore, with his ashamed he was from the simple things they were doing to him.

Luo Binghe looked beautiful from the position, looking up at the emperor. He was relaxed, laying on the pillows at the head of Shen Yuan’s bed with his legs spread to make room for Shen Yuan. His hair looked so fluffy, eyes clear and interested, and his robes parted slightly at the top to show some of his pecs.

He felt himself grow wetter at the sheer sight of this man, which Shen Jiu huffed behind him from.

”A-Yuan looks so pretty.” Luo Binghe commented, letting go of his cheek to give them gentle slaps that were basically taps with his hand, then slid his hand up to grab a handful of hair. Shen Yuan opened his mouth to tell him that he was handsome and not pretty, but his face was shoved between Luo Binghe’s thighs.

Right over his fucking groin!

Shen Yuan held still, but Luo Binghe had no problem using Shen Yuan’s hair to rub his cheek and parted lips over the bulge in his robes. It was hot down there, and Shen Yuan swore that he could smell the musky arousal. “Shizun should open his mouth more.”

Shen Yuan didn’t catch the demon calling him Shizun at this point, but only felt that he should obey the man who was languidly sitting in front of him. The human kept eye contact while opening his lips wider, placing it in the soft robes over Luo Binghe’s dick. He kicked at it, and Luo Binghe had to mentally calm himself from tearing their clothes off and fucking him against the bed.

Shen Yuan could taste a little bit of salt as he sucked in the bulge pressing between his lips, and the precum seemed to leak through the fabric and coated his tongue. The heady feeling was clouding Shen Yuan’s thoughts while Luo Binghe turned Shen Yuan’s head to the side by the hair to rub against his cheek.

Shen Jiu watched, his cock throbbing from where it was pressed against the wet part of Shen Yuan’s shorts. The heavy breathing and twitching from Shen Yuan was only spurring the demon behind him to rock his hips forward and rub them together. Shen Jiu was sure that this wouldn’t do too much to pleasure his Shizun, but he couldn’t help the mock fucking he was doing to please himself more than anything.

Shen Yuan rubbed his hips back, much too focused on rubbing his cheek and lips over the tent in Luo Binghe’s robes. Luo Binghe released the handful of hair that he had so that he could run his fingers through the soft strands in soothing motions. Luo Binghe had to admit, the shorter hair came with a lot of charm that he didn't expect, and added to the softness of Shen Yuan’s face. Luo Binghe groaned loudly, and his hips jerked a bit when Shen Yuan peeked up.

”Does Shizun want to have this one’s cock in his mouth?” Luo Binghe asked, pleased as he watched Shen Yuan rub his slick lips over the head of his cock that was straining against the fabric, a bit of precum even bubbling through. Luo Binghe’s hips bucked, and Shen Yuan gave a breathy moan when the fabric pushed between his lips and into his mouth. He didn’t deny or affirm the request, so Luo Binghe slid a hand down.

He pulled the sash off of his robe and tossed it onto the floor, parting his robes and pulling his pants down below his cock.

It seemed that Shen Yuan was way too close, because the demon’s cock sprang out of his pants and slapped Shen Yuan right on the chin. His mind blanked out for a second at the sight of the biggest thing he had seen in his entire life. Plus the clear expanse of abs, and the happy trail that was neatly trimmed leading down to the big dick.

Sure, Shen Yuan owned a couple dildos and watched porn for many years when he was in the mood to, but nothing compared to the beast in front of him. The head was a darker red, almost purple, and was so angry that it wasn’t being directly stimulated. The tip was drooling a whitish, clear liquid from the tiny slit onto his lip, and Shen Yuan instinctually stuck his tongue out to lap up his wet lip. The taste wasn’t that much different from what he had before it was whipped out, just stronger than thicker on his tongue.

Luo Binghe moaned, and rolled his hips up so that the head pushed into the parted mouth in front of him before settling his hips back down. The glare from his husband behind Shen Yuan made him stop fucking his hips up, knowing that they shouldn’t push this tiny version of Shizun. Shen Yuan himself couldn’t tell what they were silently talking about, and reached a hand up from where he was holding himself up to grab Luo Binghe’s cock.

He may not be gay, sure, but he could tell when a man wanted to cum.

The feeling was so different from what he thought they would feel like. It was hot, which wasn’t surprising, but he could feel each pulse and vein throughout the cock as he rubbed it up and down. He ran his fingers over the head, shivering in happiness when he heard a gasp from Luo Binghe.

He slowly stroked up and down, spreading the precum over the shaft into a thin sheen. He was completely captivated by what he was looking at, and looked up through his glasses when a hand landed on the back of his head.

No words were said as Luo Binghe led Shen Yuan to his tip, and used his other hand to hold his cock still. “Keep your mouth open for this one, Shizun.” His voice was strained, which shot arousal straight to the apex between Shen Yuan’s wet thighs.

Shen Jiu was still behind Shen Yuan, pulling his hips back to look between them at where Shen Yuan’s light green shorts were soaked through where his cunt was. He could see the outline of the clenching folds, the exact twitch of his clit with every movement and breath.

Shen Yuan kept his lips parted, letting the hot appendage settle on his tongue while Luo Binghe hissed. “Shizun, mind the teeth.” The human muffled and apology, and pulled his lips over his teeth so that they didn’t touch Luo Binghe. Having the tip in his mouth now, Luo Binghe didn’t move until Shen Yuan himself did.

To be honest, Shen Yuan was getting impatient with every ticking second on the cat clock laying on Shen Yuan’s side table. Especially since the only stimulation between his legs was holding still and watching them. Desperate for anything, Shen Yuan wiggled his hips enticingly, and that finally got Shen Jiu to focus on grinding them together again.

Shen Yuan moaned, now getting the stimulation from both ends, which he closed his eyes to enjoy. He honestly had expected them to be a lot rougher, even mean, but they were very slow with his movements.

This wasn’t in canon! He needed the rough treatment right now!

Luo Binghe raised and lowered Shen Yuan’s head by the hair now, his cock getting coated a little bit after the halfway mark with spittle since the human’s mouth couldn’t fit over the whole thing. The relaxed expression was not unwelcome, but very sexy on someone who claimed to not like men not even twenty minutes ago. Shen Yuan was still new to this, so it was pleasant when his teeth gently poked out and dragged over the sensitive skin on Luo Binghe’s shaft.

Shen Jiu felt like his cock was going to spill already when he rubbed his cock up and down the wet crease of Shen Yuan’s shorts, and pulled back so that he could yank down the pants. The man below him gasped, trying to pull off of Luo Binghe’s cock to look back, but the heavy hand on his head kept him still where he was, eliciting a choked gasp when he was pushed further down.

Shen Jiu tugged at the boxers over Shen Yuan’s privates, enjoying the way that his Shizun shivered and squirmed under the attention on his cunt. Shen Jiu slid his fingers under the fabric near the smaller man’s ass, and worked his way down to grab the middle part over his cunt, and pull it up.

Shen Jiu smiled at the gagging moan from his Shizun, watching his wet folds spill out on either sides of the underwear. It looked like a mouth with a cloth gag between the lips… Very erotic, and gave Shen Yuan something to grind against for a few seconds.

Shen Yuan was going insane over here! Maybe it was the lack of air, or the fact that he was so turned on and now he had to grunt against his own clothes just for pleasure? He was going to lose it on them!

Shen Jiu didn’t let this go on forever, and pinched the fabric clinging to the soaked core of his Shizun to pull it to the side. He breathed out everything in his lungs at the beautiful lotus Shen Yuan had. The folds were soaked, and the hair clumped together that hadn’t been shaved in a few months by the looks of it. Keeping one hand on his boxers to hold them to the side, Shen Jiu used the other hand to push and pull his ass together.

”A-Yuan is so wet here,” Shen Jiu commented, which Shen Yuan struggled to balance while lifting his leg to kick a socked foot at the demon for the lewd comment. Shen Jiu easily let go of the plump ass in his hand, and catch his ankle, squeezing it hard. “Relax, Shizun. This one is just stating the obvious of what he’s seeing.”

A noise of displeasure left Shen Yuan, that turned into a choke when Luo Binghe thrusted his hips forward into his throat. Guys, he was getting irritated! They had corralled him and come all the way to bud world to fuck him, and now wouldn’t do it! They just wanted to talk about his body, and use his mouth! Suing! He was going to sue them, and take their whole palace as compensation!

Shen Jiu let go of Shen Yuan’s boxers, and tugged them back to the outline of Shen Yuan’s pussy. It was hot to see the pulsing hear, that was dripping down his thighs at this point from having nothing to rub against. Shen Jiu pulled them up harder, making Shen Yuan whine and tense up.

Luo Binghe leaned over to try and get a look, a whine leaving his throat when he couldn’t catch a glimpse of what he wanted to see. Shen Yuan gagged, his hands scrabbling to push at the demon since him moving only shoved the cock further down his tight throat. This was more than he could take! He felt the tip of Luo Binghe’s cock pressing into his throat! Just because Shen Jiu could take this monster of a dick, didn’t mean Shen Yuan could too!

”Hmmgh!” The whimper was heard from below, and Shen Jiu lifted one hand to pinch Luo Binghe’s nipple to get him to lay back down. Luo Binghe allowed Shen Yuan to pull off, saliva and precum leaving strings of wetness that still connected them. Shen Yuan panted hard into the length, his nails digging into Luo Binghe’s hips while he glared up at him. “Are you trying to kill me down here?!”

“Shizun was doing so well, this one wouldn’t let him get hurt while fucking him in any hole.” Luo Binghe chuckled, and tapped his head if his cock against Shen Yuan’s spit covered chin. “Is Shizun ready for more?”

”No!” He argued back, but wasn’t able to continue his complaint when Luo Binghe shoved his cock back into his drooling mouth. He coughed when he hit the back of his throat, and glared his teary eyes at the demon lord. Luo Binghe enjoyed the sight much more than necessary, and didn’t waste time tangling just hand until the human’s hair and using him like some sort of cocksleeve. Shen Yuan kept his fingers curled against Luo Binghe’s hips, even drawing blood to try and get the demon lord off, but that only made the freaky demon moan.

He was a masochist, which Shen Yuan had forgotten about until he slapped Luo Binghe’s thigh with all of his might. When Luo Binghe jerked, Shen Yuan felt bad for hitting him, but not for long when a harder slap was delivered right on his pussy.

”Do not his our husband.” Shen Jiu huffed close to his ear, rubbing his palm right over Shen Yuan’s cunt where he slapped him.

Shen Yuan glared up through his lashes, and regret it when when Shen Jiu tugged his boxers down to his knees and slapped again right where the first one had been, turning his pussy a bright red. “Quit being a brat.”

Shen Yuan wanted so desperately to hit Shen Jiu back, but couldn’t do much when his head was pushed further down into Luo Binghe’s cock. He was too worried to gag now, not wanting to choke on his own spit since Luo Binghe wasn’t letting him rise even an inch.

”This one wants to go deeper.” Luo Binghe whimpered, trying to fuck his hips to get any deeper, but it couldn’t happen in this position. Shen Jiu looked at the situation in front of him, and tilted his head while his husband pouted at him. It suddenly hit Shen Jiu, and he moved away to make space.

”Lay him in the middle of the bed on his back, and his head over the edge.” Shen Jiu said, and let Luo Binghe move a squirming and comparing Shen Yuan around.

Shen Yuan let out a little of Shen he was plopped down onto the mattress with his head hanging over the edge. Luo Binghe seemed to think it was a bit uncomfortable, and moved him back to the middle. Shen Jiu just shrugged at the position, and got between his legs.

Luo Binghe moved to sit by his head, and looked upside down with a dazzling smile at Shen Yuan. He tore his clothes off, and wow… He really was nicely shaped.

Except, nothing really was nice right now.

His pussy was leaking like a broken faucet, and his throat was already burning from being used so roughly.

”This is wholly unfair.” Shen Yuan glared at Shen Jiu, who didn’t mind smacking his leg with the back of his hand. Shen Yuan jumped at the cracking sound, and his thighs tried to close around the man’s hips. Shen Yuan shot him a glare, and saw that Shen Jiu was missing his clothes by now as well. Gods, both of them was making his very wet mouth go dry. Both of these men were very well shaped, with abs and little to absolutely no body fat. Shen Yuan himself had a bit more fat around his lower stomach, hips, and inner thighs, which was part of the reason he wore longer shorts and bigger shirts.

Shen Yuan curled his knees a bit to try and hide his inner thighs, and tug his sweater down to make sure everything was hidden. He didn’t want them seeing his body! They were Greek gods compared to him!

”Shizun is being unfair by still having his clothes on.” Luo Binghe complained, and ran his hand over Shen Yuan’s neck, sipping under the collar to rub the bone there. The clawed hand kept rubbing, and slid over-

Oh yeah, he had forgotten about those!

”What is this?” Luo Binghe asked, pulling out his hand so that he could try and figure out how to take off the item of clothing, and gave up pretty quick to rip it down the middle.

Shen Yuan gasped, because his pierced, rosy nipples were on display for both of the demons now. He had gotten them pierced a few years ago when he was in college. He had honestly forgotten about them most days, since his chest was something he tried to avoid looking at in general.

Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe seemed to be more enamored by the little metal pieces pierced over the pink nubs.

Shen Jiu hummed, sliding a hand up Shen Yuan’s milky stomach to give one of his nipples a flick. “This is cute, Shizun.” He acknowledges, pinching it between his fingers and being careful of the metal. Shen Yuan gasped at the stimulation that he wasn’t used to. He felt himself gush out in the open now, and Shen Jiu pinched them a bit harder when he heard wet sounds from below.

It wasn’t that he didn’t touch his nipples, they had just got more sensitive when he had got the piercings done. When he was younger, maybe just out of high school, it was one of his favorite things to do, even when he wasn’t horny. He was usually read while squeezing and rubbing his nipples since it was better than chewing his nails or lips.

Shen Yuan’s chest stuttered when Shen Jiu pulled at it, and then released his nipple so that he could rub at his chest with Luo Binghe. Having both of them looking at him like this was making him rock against the air, which wasn’t too good of an idea. When his pussy clenched, it reminded him that it had been hit and it was still stinging quite bad. Even without the touch from anything, he was so close to the edge.

Shen Jiu nudged Shen Yuan’s thighs apart so he could get closer, and leaned down to kiss his lower stomach. Shen Yuan sucked in a bit by default, but with a pinch to his side, he squirmed and relaxed, letting Shen Jiu kiss and lave his tongue over his stomach and ribs. It was ticklish too, and Shen Yuan couldn’t help the small laugh that left his lungs at the feeling.

Meanwhile, Shen Jiu was having the time of his life, tasting the sweetness of Shen Yuan’s skin, and having the soft flesh between his teeth. Shen Yuan was shaking his head against the bed, distracted while Shen Jiu waved his fingers for Luo Binghe to get a move on with their plan.

”Shizun, please hold still for this disciple for a moment.” Luo Binghe murmured, stroking his wet cock and hovering it over Shen Yuan’s parted lips. Shen Yuan stopped moving when Luo Binghe put a hand over his throat, holding his neck still while he entered the human’s mouth.

Shen Yuan could barely breathe down there, but held still nonetheless just in case he would get hurt by moving. “Relax your throat.”

Shen Yuan tried to do as told, and paused when Luo Binghe kept pushing his cock inside past the point of where it had been earlier. Shen Yuan gagged, and muffled a grin when he felt something ticklish inside of him move up to his throat, and he felt his esophagus being opened by something. Holy fuck, those were blood mites! Shen Yuan couldn’t make a sound as Luo Binghe bottomed out in his throat, squeezing his teary eyes shut and trying not to panic. His throat was numb by now, but the rest of his body was completely attentive.

Luo Binghe leaned over, a hand landing on Shen Yuan’s bulging throat and one hand on the bed while he stayed buried inside of his throat. Eyes widening, he shared a look of awe with his husband, who relaxed at the sight.

When Luo Binghe moved for the first time, it had to be Shen Yuan’s last straw. Shen Jiu was now biting at his nipple, pulling the little bud between his teeth, and causing Shen Yuan to jerk further onto Luo Binghe’s cock. His head was on cloud nine, barely thinking as the demons ravages his body.

Luo Binghe rubbed at the bulge in Shen Yuan’s neck, carefully pulling out and pushing back in to watch it move. Shen Jiu released the nipple that had been between his teeth, tickling his claws around one of the buds and sitting up so he could watch as well. Both of them made eye contact, and smiled when Shen Yuan gave a gurgled moan through his throat.

”Shizun is being so good,” Shen Jiu cooed, his nail digging into the human’s nipple one last time before trailing down his chest, over his ribs, and down to his lower stomach. He had made a king cut like that, very shallow so that it didn’t hurt the man, but open enough that blood began to dot and drip down.

A shiver of excitement grabbed Shen Jiu, and his tong he followed the line down to lap up every single drop of the crimson blood on his tongue. Having his sigil on people like Luo Binghe and Shen Yuan made their blood sweet to him, and he wished there was a way to drain every drop of them without hurting them so that he could always have them inside of him somewhere. Closer than just skin to skin. Closer than just sex. “So fucking good… This one might make you into a meal I’d you don’t behave for us.”

Shen Yuan’s thighs jerked a bit at that, and Shen Jiu leaned back to look at the rush of slick that formed drops onto the sheet below them, and started pooling on top of it because there was too much moisture on the sheet already.

Shen Jiu pushed back on his knees, staring down at the flushed and pretty cunt on display, clenching and leaking without anything touching it. Before doing this with his new Shizun, Shen Jiu had only seen vaginas in platonic ways when he spent time at the brothels with his Jies’. This was completely different, and affecting him in a totally different way.

Shen Yuan clenched when he heard the top of his sheets get ripped by something through the fuzz in his head, and wet sounds coming from his throat as Luo Binghe was rhythmically fucking his mouth. He knew what us was because he had torn the same brand of sheets years ago when he had fucked himself on a dildo for the first time.

Shen Yuan sighed out through his nose, and tried to hump the air to make someone touch his poor pussy. It was so hot that it was beginning to hurt, his stomach clenching with every minute that passed and it wasn’t touched.

He couldn’t look down, but he could tell that both of the demons were looking at his most private place that no one had seen or touched. It was making him nervous again, since these demons were so well shaped and endowed, and he was… Well, a man missing his whole dick. He shifted a bit when he felt someone twist their fingers in his pubic hair. It was so embarrassing that Shen Yuan gagged, and snuck his hand down to try and push the finger away from playing with the hairs that he hadn’t shaved. His hand got slapped away, of course, but the fingers did stop.

Shen Jiu used this thumbs to pull the lips of Shen Yuan’s pussy apart, appreciating the drooling hole and twitching clit. He let Luo Binghe lean over to look down as well, and bit his lip hard until blood dropped down his chin at the beautiful sight. His hips bucked forward into Shen Yuan’s throat again, and he rubbed the throat of the man below them when he made a strangled noise. Shen Jiu huffed a laugh out through his nose, and moved his head closer to Shen Yuan’s cunt to blow cool air onto the glistening mound.

Shen Yuan was feeling so wronged at the moment. He couldn’t see anything except for Luo Binghe’s balls and ass, and wanted to know what they were doing down there. The only thing he could do was feel as he was spread open, blew in, and a third hand finally rubbed over his clit. His hips trembled hard at that, and he couldn’t breathe for a second. Panicking, he hit at Luo Binghe’s legs to try and get him to move.

When Luo Binghe felt the constrictions around his cock, he came before he realized it. He doesn’t think that his cock had ever been squeezed that tight, not even by his husband in their most sexual nights with aphrodisiac flowers. Luo Binghe got back on his knees, fucking his hips and cock into the flailing man’s throat as he finished.

A groan left Luo Binghe as he thrusted his hips one last time, holding his hips still before pulling out with a little frown on his lips at the sight of his future husband. His eyes were half lidded, and face covered in sweat, tears, and cum. The white substance was dripping out of the sides of his mouth, and down to his messy hair on the bed. He was choking for a few long seconds before Luo Binghe came back to himself and helped the poor human sit up.

”Ungh…” Shen Yuan hummed, cum spilling down his chin now and onto his chest. He swore up and down that these men were never getting oral out of him again. Yes, it felt hot not being able to do anything while they had their way with his body, but they didn’t stop when he smacked them!

The numbness in his throat began to leave, and was replaced with a burning pain, but that didn’t last long as a hand began to play with his hair, scraping his scalp while sending soothing Qi down to his neck. His vision had been half blacked out, but was slowly coming back once he was able to get enough air into his aching lungs.

He was now sitting so that his back was to Luo Binghe’s chest, while ashen Jiu was laying down on his stomach, kissing and licking at his inner thighs while Shen Yuan calmed down. He couldn’t talk, only watch as Shen Jiu nibbled the soft skin between his cunt and thigh.

”Is Shizun alright?” Luo Binghe asked in his ear, the hand in his head moving down to rub his throat and send the Qi right into where it hurt the most, then moved down to his sternum. It rubbed the sticky white substance into his skin, which made him squirm at the feeling of skin having a layer of cum where it shouldn’t be.

”Mn… I am great.” He croaked out, and winced at his voice by how weak it sounded. Shen Jiu huffed below him, and kissed the lip of his pussy.

”That’s good, because these disciples aren’t done with you yet.” Shen Jiu seemed irritated, and Shen Yuan didn’t know why until suddenly there was a hot mouth right on his pussy, sucking his soul right out. He felt like he had ascended to Heaven the moment a tongue dragged over his clit, and his hips jerked accidentally.

A moan left his twitching chest, and he tried to reach down to get the hungry demon off of his pussy that was already feeling over sensitive, like he had orgasmed already. Luo Binghe held his wrists still, and brought one up to kiss at his pulse point.

Shen Jiu licks up and down slowly, making sure to linger on Shen Yuan’s quivering clit before dipping back down to lick more slick onto his tongue. The poor human was so wet and needy, that Shen Jiu didn’t care much for the fact that he was fucking his hips up as if that would help him get more pleasure. Shen Jiu moved his arms under the human’s hips to lift him up, and reached over his thighs to pull the lips apart to keep his cunt open for better access.

Shen Jiu sucked hard on Shen Yuan’s clit, closing his eyes in a moan when he felt a fish of slick hit his chin. His Shizun was so wet, and hadn’t even had the chance to orgasm yet. Shen Jiu slurped your the juices, and pulled away so that he could spit the wet mix of liquids back on Shen Yuan’s pussy.

”Fuck,” Shen Yuan groaned, now squirming and trying to get out of their hold. “Wait! Ah, wait! Don’t do that!”

“Why?” Luo Binghe asked, leaving a trail of bites and kisses over the back of Shen Yuan’s neck and shoulders.

Shen Jiu was acting as if he didn’t hear Shen Yuan at all while he kept sucking on his pussy, and grazing his fangs over his clit. Shen Yuan jerked harder, and quit it when Shen Jiu roughly bit on his inner thigh.

”Mngh! Because it’s too much, it really is! Give me a break! Even just for a few minutes!” He declared, but that only seemed to spur them on.

Shen Jiu moved a hand out from under Shen Yuan, his other hand staying there but now spreading Shen YuanMs folds with two fingers while the other hand came up to rub against the clenching hole.

”You can’t just make us stop now, Shizun. Look at how close you are. It feels good, doesn’t it?” Shen Jiu murmured, watching the way Shen Yuan’s pussy sucked at his finger as if it was a mouth, wanting him inside so bad, but Shen Jiu wanted to drag this out for just a little longer. To calm the itching in his fangs, he turned to sink his teeth back into Shen Yuan’s thigh while he rubbed against his hole.

”I can’t do it, I really can’t.” The human panted hard, his legs shaking more now. He was a little grateful that the stimulation on his clit was gone, but the fingers dipping into his hole sometimes slipped up to rub over the nub. The biting in his thighs and hips continued until two fingers were easily slipping inside of his pussy.

It was so tight and hot inside, gushing liquor around Shen Jiu’s fingers as he curled them up to find that spot he had learned about from all the yellow books he had read in the past. He pressed his finger into that spongy wall a couple of inches into Shen Yuan’s pussy, remembering to retract his claws when Shen Yuan shouted in a mix of pain and pleasure.

”This one didn’t mean to do that, sorry A-Yuan.” Shen Jiu mumbled, pressing a softer kiss into Shen Yuan’s inner thigh to show his apologies. The human just gave a little moan to signal that he was okay, before the emperor behind him leaned over to connect their lips together and occupy his mouth.

Shen Jiu rose up to his knees, fingering into Shen Yuan’s cunt as he leaned in to kiss at those cute, pierced nipples and lick up the leftover cum that had gotten everywhere when Luo Binghe had gotten a blowjob. The saltiness mixed with the sweetness of Shen Yuan’s skin served to be a delicate snack, and when he bit down into the soft flesh, the mix of tangy blood made Shen Jiu’s cock leak onto the (definitely) ruined sheets.

”A-Jiu, be gentler.” Shen Yuan managed to get out when Luo Binghe pulled his head away to break the kiss, but the leech of a demon attached to his chest didn’t seem to want to let up.

Shen Jiu pushed in a third finger, and it didn’t stretch much wider since Shen Yuan was so slicked up and already ready for them by how wet and wanting he was. When he curled his finger up, Shen Jiu also leaned stretched his thumb up to rub over the male’s clit.

The dual stimulation to his pussy was causing Shen Yuan to get pushed closer to the edge, and feeling almost like he was going to piss himself. How embarrassing! The last time he had this feeling was years ago when he was in high school.

He remembered that day specifically for the last 6 years. He had been around 16, and home alone while ovulating. A new chapter of PIDW had been posted, and at that time, Shen Yuan wasn’t too into leaving hate comments or getting annoyed by the constant plots.

The new chapter was a long one about Luo Binghe getting poisoned with an aphrodisiac, and the only way to get rid of it was by having marathon sex. Shen Yuan had been so excited and wet at the time, that his shorts were off before he could think and his hands in his underwear to stroke his clit. At that time, he had never stuck anything inside of his pussy, but it was so wet and slippery that he tried for the first time to try and sate that need for something in his hole.

So, he shoved his fingers in himself.

He didn’t like the position on his back, and laid his phone on the pillow, rolling over onto his knees with his head by the phone. He leaned forward on his knees so that he could scroll through the book with his nose. Shen Yuan then had rubbed his clit and fingered his cunt until the point where liquid squirted out all over high thighs, hands, and sheets. He couldn’t even keep his eyes open for the longest time until he heard the front door to his house opening.

Shen Yuan looked down between his legs at the absolute mess that he had made. Wet thighs, dripping hand, messy thighs, and drenched sheets.

In a panic, he had tossed his phone onto his nightstand and wiped his wet hands on his blanket while curling up to pretend to be asleep. It was the most uncomfortable feeling ever, of having the wet sheet stick to his thighs for a while, while he was feigning sleep. His mother had come in to check on him, but seeing that he was asleep, she just gave him a quick kiss on the forehead and left the room.

It was a struggle to get new sheets that night, and he fell down the stairs in doing so, and had to make up an embarrassing lie that he had pissed the bed so that his dad wouldn’t know he was jerking off.

Now that he thought about it, maybe it was more humiliating to lie about pissing himself, but that’s was not the point!

The reason that he had thought about that shameful period of his life, was that he had squirted for the first and only time in his life. The feeling of his stomach growing hot, and his pussy clenching so hard to try and keep the floodgates from being broke open. He was having that same feeling right now, with his g-spit and clit being abused by the man above him.

Shen Jiu and Luo Binghe were oblivious to his problems, even quickening his thrusts into his drooling cunt. Shen Yuan couldn’t take it as he was teetering on the edge of orgasming, and reached down with both hands to try and tug at Shen Jiu’s arm.

”No more! Really, no more! Stop!” Shen Uian fries, which earned him a smack right ti his left tit. It caught on the piercing as well, which made his poor nipple ache. Then, Luo Binghe grabbed his wrist while Shen Jiu cooed in his ear.

”Shizun can let go for us, that’s what this whole thing is for. A-Yuan has been so good for us.” Shen Jiu curled his fingers just right, and even letting his claws come out a bit to shove right into that spongy wall, with the right pace and everything for Shen Yuan to squirt.

His eyes shut so tightly that it was causing a tension headache, and squirted all over Shen Jiu’s moving hand. That didn’t make the demon lord stop moving as Shen Yuan kept twitching and crying.

”Shizun looks so nice when he cums for A-Jiu.” Luo Binghe said in a reedy voice by his ear, nipping at his earlobes with his sharp fangs. Thus whole time, he had been enjoying the view of this, and the way Shen Yuan had opened up beautifully for their husband.

When Shen Yuan really began to shed tears, Shen Jiu pulled his hand out and reached behind Shen Yuan to shove his fingers into Luo Binghe’s mouth. The demon lord slid his tongue between and over the fingers to taste every little bit of his husband and soon-to-be husband. The taste made his cock twitch and drip against Shen Yuan’s back, but it wasn’t his turn to do anything.

Instead, Shen Jiu patted Shen Yuan’s thigh, making the tired looking him jump. Shen Jiu sat back on his knees, leaking cock standing at attention.

”This one wants to have a turn now. Move over.” Shen Jiu mumbled, and the other two moved away so Shen Jiu could get comfortable. He laid down in the middle of the soft bed, nothing the silk sheets and spoiled amount of pillows on the bed still. That was okay, they would spoil Shen Yuan with even more pillows when they dragged him back to their world.

Shen Jiu shook his head, and patted his thigh, holding his other hand out “Shizun, come sit.”

”Oh…” Shen Yuan let out a small puff of air through his nose, and crawled closer to sit on Shen Jiu’s legs. He looked down to where Shen Jiu’s cock was laying against his stomach, dripping and looking much more angry than Luo Binghe’s had. He hesitantly poked the cock, and it twitched as Shen Jiu let out a hiss through his teeth.

”Binghe, help him.” Shen Jiu muttered, laying a hand behind his head and using his other arm to rub and squeeze every bit of Shen Yuan that he could get to.

”Yes, husband.” Luo Binghe held Shen Yuan by the hips, and lifted him up a bit. Shen Jiu then grabbed his cock and-

Holy shit, this was actually happening. Shen Yuan could finally process the fact that he was literally having sex with the men he had been masturbating to for literal YEARS now. This whole time, he had been too focused on the feeling rather than what was actually happening around him. The wetness between his legs, the cock that was being led to his cunt, and the hands all over his body. It was a little bit too much for his fragile human heart, and his hands shook as he braced them on Shen Jiu’s and to keep himself up.

Luo Binghe slowly lowered Shen Yuan’s hips, Shen Jiu sliding his cock up and down the slit. He collected the slick and spit to stroke it up and down his shafts. Without any warning, he pressed the tip to the human’s winking hole, and let Luo Binghe lead their little Shizun down onto it.

The stretch was a lot more than Shen Yuan had thought, and the air was pinched from his chest when the tip popped inside, through the right rim. Luo Binghe did not let go of his hips, helping his shaking body stay up right as he watched from the back as Shen Yuan’s pussy opened up so beautifully around the cock entering him. Shen Jiu himself was wincing, one hand clenched in the sheets while the other was still behind his head to prop it up and keep it at a comfortable angle to watch his lovely Shizun get penetrated.

”Shh,” Luo Binghe crooned into his Shizun’s ear, squishing the hips in his hands to help the human calm down. Shen Yuan noticed that his breathing was much too fast, and there was a painful grimace on Shen Jiu’s face. Luo Binghe squeezed the soft skin on Shen Yuan’s hips, and directed his blood mites down to hell Shen Yuan relax a bit. The feeling in his groin was much more uncomfortable than when it had been in his throat, and he tightened up by accident, causing Shen Jiu to whine. “Shizun, you need to relax.”

”You try to relax! I have a third leg inside of me!” Truthfully, Shen Yuan hadn’t even made it halfway down. His human body wasn’t made to stretch this much, nor take this big of a cock. And Luo Binghe’s was canonically bigger! How could he take either of them?!!!!

”A-Yuan,” Shen Jiu panted, sitting up to kiss and lick at the human’s chest. “You’re alright, the pain isn’t going to last long.”

Shen Yuan was confused for a second, and finally realized that there wasn’t any pain other than the stretch. “What pain?” He asked, when Luo Binghe’s hands were brushed away, and Shen Jiu pulled him the rest of the way down.

With the scream Shen Yuan let out, he was sure that he would be getting a noise complaint, or maybe even the cops called on them. It really didn’t hurt, but the sheer stretch and thought of what was inside of him was what was making him freak out. That didn’t last long, because his lips being bitten and kissed distracted him. The cock in his stomach felt so heavy and big, seemed to even press inside of the hole to his cervix, or maybe Shen Jiu was already inside of it. His lower half was numb, and he kept panting against whoever was kissing him.

”A-Yuan is doing so good.” Luo Binghe murmured, rubbing the bulge over Shen Yuan’s stomach. It wasn’t a big one, because Luo Binghe’s blood mites have been moving around to relax and move some things around to make it pleasurable for both his husband and his Shizun.

”I’m going to hit you” Shen Yuan slurred, tilting his head to the side to breathe into Shen Jiu’s neck. He smelled good, which helped a bit to calm down the nerves that were making him sick to his stomach. He felt sharp nails raking up and down his back gently, and mouthing at the back of his neck.

It really.. Did help with calming him down enough to make this feel pleasurable.

Luo Binghe pulled the blood mites away from Shen Yuan’s cunt, and Shen Jiu laid his head back down into the bed to stare up at Shen Yuan.

”Is Shizun alright now?” Shen Jiu asked, tracing small circles over Shen Yuan’s thigh as the human looked down to the bulge in his stomach…

That shouldn’t be normal?

”Yeah.” He managed, sliding his hips up slowly to get a feel of what was inside of him. His eyes shot wide open, the head of Shen Jiu’s cock had been in his cervix, and the movement alone made him choke. Luo Binghe helped him sit up straight, keeping one hand on his sternum and the other on his waist. “Oh fuck…”

”You’re alright,” Shen Jiu assured, and pet his thigh slowly. “Try sitting up, and coming back down. Binghe will help you so that you won’t hurt yourself.”

Shen Yuan nodded, convincing and hyping himself up so that he could slowly raise his hips. He put his handn on Shen Jiu’s that was sitting on his thigh, and the other on the demon’s and while he tried to push himself up. He was so wet that it aided in his ascent, his arousal coming back fast as he felt Shen Jiu slide against every part inside of him, every wall being pushed and prodded with the thick length. He slid up until the tip was just inside his pussy, and slowly went back down. His eyes rested up when he got back to his cervix, and Luo Binghe helped push him down the rest of the way. The head popped back into Shen Yuan’s cervix, and one of his eyes squinted at the feeling of his most sensitive place being penetrated.

Shen Jiu tightened his hand on Shen Yuan’s thigh, and relaxed his grip once he was settled back into the deepest part of him. He turned his hand over to hold Shen Yuan’s while he kept slowly riding Shen Jiu. It was pure torture. All the demon wanted was to shove this Beaty down and take what he wanted, but he knew that was not the way to go about this. He had to be slow and thorough, and make sure that this would convince their Shizun to stay with them.

Shen Yuan got into a slow rhythm, which was more grinding than riding. He shifted his hips back and forwards, groaning while his clit grounded against the coarse hair in Shen Jiu’s nether regions. He was horny again tenfold, and couldn’t even feel shame anymore as he moaned openly.

Shen Jiu was staring so hard at him, biting his lip until it bled at the sight of this half lidded, beautiful being riding his cock. The wet sounds from below were driving him insane, and he thrusted up by accident to get more friction.

”Ah,” Shen Yuan moaned, pausing his movements for a second before Luo Binghe helped him move his hips a bit faster. The thrust had hit tight in the edge of his cervix, and it make him see stars for a long moment before he came back to himself. Luo Binghe was breathing hard behind him, his chin hooked over Shen Yuan’s shoulder. “A-Jiu…”

Shen Jiu closed his eyes, forcing his hand to not clench and break the bones of his poor Shizun’s hand from where he was holding the delicate limb. Hearing his name sung so sweetly in the soft bliss of pleasure was was almost the last straw for Shen Jiu.

“A-Yuan,” Shen Jiu finally said, his voice touch and hard when Shen Yuan dropped down a bit harder onto his straining cock, feuding against everything inside of him. “You’re doing so good…”

Shen Yuan shivered, and Luo Binghe moved his hips forward to keep riding at a medium pace. Shen Yuan was moving mostly on his own by now, and Luo Binghe looked down between them to gaze his eyes on the lovemaking. It was so beautiful to see his husband take pleasure in something they both desperately wanted. Luo Binghe’s eyes slid up to the other hole, clenching and wet from where slick and saliva had gotten onto it earlier. While Shen Yuan was mewling at another good press to his fluttering cervix, Luo Binghe spread the soft cheeks to get a closer look.

Shen Yuan didn’t care much of what Luo Binghe was doing behind him at the moment, now holding both of Shen Jiu’s hands as he dropped down onto the heavenly demon again. Their lace was quite nice at the moment, but Shen Jiu was squirming and his hushed moans proved that he needed something harder.

Shen Yuan bit down hard on his lip, thinking of what to do. He clenched hard when he felt something poke into his ass.

”Hey!” Shen Yuan’s hips jerked, his cunt gushing at the feeling of Shen Jiu rubbing his g-spot again. He moaned aloud, shaking before focusing back on what Luo Binghe was doing.

Luo Binghe gave them a sheepish smile, and stealing a kiss from the human. “this lord has an idea, just focus on A-Jiu.” The finger prodding at his other hole dipped inside, and Shen Yuan tried to ignite the weird feeling.

Yeah, he had things in his pussy in the past, taking his fingers and dildos, but he never touched his other hole with anything. When he had done research on what felt best while masturbating, it had given him the result of clitoral and vaginal stimulation, and that was enough for him.

When Shen Yuan lifted his hips again, Luo Binghe scooped out some slick from between them and dragged it back up to his ass. Luo Binghe watched in fascination as the small hole sucked his finger inside, the warmth tightening around him. Luo Binghe wiggled it around inside, loving the feeling that he was so used to when he fucked his husband.

Shen Yuan was too busy fucking himself down onto Shen Jiu’s cock, his cunt getting hot and leaky again from his ass getting stretched, and Shen Jiu changing the angle so that he would hit the front of Shen Yuan’s walls, both entranced by the bulge moving up and down through his thin, pale skin. Shen Yuan opened his mouth to pant, a bit of stroke slipping down his chin while he poked at the bump on his stomach.

Holy fuck, that was so hot… He might be gay!

Shen Yuan groaned again, and shook when he felt another hot stick poke at his back door. At this point, he was much too light headed to care about the cock entering from behind. He was shocked out of the bliss when hands landed on his hips, and kept him still while Luo Binghe scooted closer, and pressed deep inside. He could barely feel the blood mites at this point, moving around to make room for Luo Binghe to fully settle inside. The three of them sighed, one from the stretch, and the other two from how hot and wet the inside of Shen Yuan was.

Shen Jiu propped himself up on his elbows, petting at Shen Yuan’s thighs and panting (thank god he wasn’t the only one panting!). “Lay down on me, A-Yuan.”

Shen Yuan had forgotten how to move his limbs at this point, but Luo Binghe had no problem pushing Shen Yuan down so that his chest touched Shen Jiu’s. The position should be embarrassing, but his insides were getting stirred up in the most blissful way. He laid his cheek against the demon’s chest, hands clenching at Shen Jiu’s pecs. They were so soft…

Luo Binghe picked him up by the hips, and dragged him off both of their cocks (This had to be porn logic by his well this position was working for them) and pulled him back so that the cocks inside would touch everything in both holes.

Shen Yuan shouted, choking on his own spit while Luo Binghe kept moving him like he was a breathing flesh light. The pace was punishing, and little puffs of air kept getting pushed out of his lungs in cut off moans. He felt like he couldn’t breathe like this, like all of his air belonged to these two demon lord who randomly decided that they wanted sex from him, that they wanted marriage from him.

Luo Binghe pulled his hips back to slam inside again, the corner of his lips quirking up when he felt the rhythmic clenching from Shen Yuan’s pliant hole. It was leaking precum and other liquids down his thighs and to where Shen Jiu had lost his patience and ducking up into Shen Yuan’s cunt. The wet sounds, hot air, and mingling touches were pushing them close to the edge, and Shen Jiu was the first one to go.

The demon squeezed his eyes shut, biting down on Shen Yuan’s shoulder, and Luo Binghe held the human still so that his husband could fuck into him. He shoved his cock back into the tight hole of his Shizun’s cervix, filling it completely until it leaked out around his length and down to his balls. Shen Jiu whimpered, biting down harder when he finished breeding his Shizun.

Shen Yuan’s shoulder was aching, a whimper falling from his lips until Shen Jiu pulled his fangs out. It leaked blood, but he couldn’t focus too much on the injury because of a certain demonic emperor.

Luo Binghe lifted Shen Yuan off of Shen Jiu’s cock, his clenching pussy feeling weird now without something big plugging him up. Shen Jiu got to see first hand the cum drip out, lazily smiling. His cock hadn’t yet deflated, and he rubbed the cum over his cock while watching his husband take what they needed from Shen Yuan.

Luo Binghe hooked his elbows under Shen Yuan’s knees, not letting the poor man touch the bed at all. Luo Binghe sat back on his knees, moaning as he fucked up into Shen Yuan’s ass.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuan was scrambling to find anything to hold onto with this change in position. The bulge in his stomach was still there, and a bit thicker than the one Shen Jiu had put in him. A quick glance at the demon lord showed that he was heavily into it, cock already looking ready for another round. Shen Yuan was sweating everywhere too, and this demon wanted to go again, hell no!

He was sure that he looked a mess, red, covered in liquids between his thighs, and bitten up! How could they want to fuck that?!

Luo Binghe’s balls slapping against his ass, the sound making Shen Yuan groan and loll his head back against the demon’s shoulder. They made eye contact, which Luo Binghe winked at him, and maneuvered his hand so that he could rub Shen Yuan’s clit.

”This one is close, Shizun.” Luo Binghe warned, but Shen Yuan wasn’t listening. Both of his holes felt raw, and the rubbing on his clit was making him cry fat tears now. He knew how gross he must’ve looked, and even drooling like an idiot!

When he felt hot liquid fill his other hole, Shen Yuan curled himself up as best as he could, squirting again and shooting some of the cum out of his pussy in the way to do that. Luo Binghe fucked him through it, until cum was frothing around his cock at the man’s ass, giving Shen Jiu a great show.

Shen Yuan took stuttered breaths as he was set down on the bed, his face pressed into the wet sheets. Shen Jiu tried to pull him up, but Shen Yuan felt too boneless and weak. All he could do was drool and lay on his stomach, Luo Binghe rubbing his lower back as he pulled his cock out of the open hole. With the position he was in, the cum stayed inside of him, the both of his holed being full of a foreign liquid. He melted when he seemed to be getting a massage on his shoulders, and one in his lower back.

”Shizun did so well,” Shen Jiu murmured by his ear, kissing his cheek and turning the man’s head so that he could connect their lips together. The kiss was so slow and nice, making the floaty feeling in Shen Yuan amplify. “You can sleep now, these disciples will take care of you.”

Truthfully, he wanted to stay awake and talk to the two demons, but it was too harsh for his human body. He melted into the sheets, and fell asleep easily.

( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

The next morning, Shen Yuan shoved his face into the pillow to avoid waking up. His hips were sore, legs shaking and he wasn’t even standing! He was going to punish those demons when he got ahold of them.

Shen Yuan pulled his head out of the soft pillow, and was met with an unfamiliar room.

Oh…

He was going to lose it on them when they showed their faces!

ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=ε=┌(;￣◇￣)┘

Shen Yuan slid the lid over his teacup, enjoying the feeling of warm porcelain in his hands. It was beginning to enter winder, the leaves falling and air feeling crispier. He watched his disciples spar in the front yard, the hot blooded demons not wearing the top half of their robes to give Shen Yuan a show.

He loved this, he really did love the simplicity and calmness of life. Loved waking up to food, being cuddled, and dressed up like he was a doll by his lovers.

Even after everything that had happened in the past, it seemed that their love stayed the same. Kind of like seasons. Life changed and moved around them, but the people and experiences still stayed the same.

Shen Yuan sipped his tea happily, watching his disciples run up to him like a puppy and kitten that wanted praise and attention. A hand slid into his hair, scratching at his scalp.

”Is Shizun hungry?” Luo Binghe asked, kissing his cheek while Shen Jiu moved to grab the tea set to bring inside. Shen Yuan nodded, and let his husbands take him inside their home.

They talked, ate Luo Binghe’s cooking, maybe got a little frisky, and Shen Jiu asked a question as they laid down for sleep.

”Does Shizun think that those other versions of us found you?” He pushed his nose into the back of Shen Yuan’s ear, trying to inhale every bit of the man in front of him. Shen Yuan laughed into Luo Binghe’s chest, and nodded.

”They definitely did,” He murmured, and tilted his head to kiss the demon behind him. “They have Xin Mo, and enough motivation to find him.”

”How do you think they’re doing now? It has been months since they came.” Luo Binghe asked, kissing Shen Jiu and Shen Yuan before settling into their cuddle pile.

”Hmm… I think that they’re doing just fine.” He huffed a laugh. “This master thinks that they will help a younger me open his eyes, and realize that I am gay. Plus, I was a little freak back then.”

Shen Qingqiu was right, because Shen Yuan was in the other world already having sex with his new husbands.