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Rumors have it that Crimson Rain Sought Flower is very busy all day and night. He doesn’t eat, doesn’t drink, doesn’t sleep but commit atrocities wherever he goes or tricks poor souls into the Ghost City. Well, it’s not false but not completely true.
The horrific Demon King is busy every day and night. It’s just that most of the time the matters he’s dealing with are related to none other than a noble and handsome man in white attire. Whenever you see him, the Demon King is walking beside him.
Does Hua Cheng care about rumors? No.
Once he senses Xie Lian’s presence somewhere in the Ghost City, Hua Cheng abandons everything to find Xie Lian. Are you curious about what ‘everything’ is? Well, this notorious Demon King was very busy planning to meet Xie Lian.
Xie Lian’s visits always bring the ruckus to the Ghost City. This time isn’t an exception. All demons instantly scattered all around the place to greet Xie Lian or gift him something though Xie Lian, as usual, doesn’t accept anything but only smiles in return. Then, demons run away loudly bragging that ‘Great Uncle smiled at them’. When this happened for the first time, Xie Lian was so flustered. Now he’s getting used to such reactions. It’s not like he can do anything with it… Except for asking Hua Cheng to make it stop but something prompts Xie Lian that the youth won’t comply.
And because of this, a wonderful idea popped in Xie Lian’s mind when demons surrounded him. As if a deja vu, he’s decided it on a hunch.
Who could’ve known that in that exact moment Hua Cheng would appear?!
As it’s suddenly become too noisy on the streets, to find the reason behind this isn’t difficult, especially for Hua Cheng. But as he was heading towards his precious ‘target’, he noticed that something was off.
Some demons, that–Hua Cheng will discover later–isn’t that stupid as it may seem, have immediately dispersed when they noticed their King; while others, still not aware of their actions, run to the epicenter of commotion dropping gold and silver on their way.
Hua Cheng knows better that gold or silver is used as a currency in the Ghost City, so what’s the point of carrying useless trash?
Soon enough he sees for himself what this is all about. And it’s a very rare occasion when even the Ghost King doesn’t know what to feel or what to do as he’s never encountered this kind of situation.
Beat everyone to a pulp? Won’t do. Kill? Nah. How can he when Xie Lian is here. He’s not just here but…
“Tips are greatly appreciated!”
He’s performing before useless ugly lowly demons! Should Hua Cheng laugh? Or drag him away and lock up in his room?
He finds a spot where he can’t be seen and watches as his precious Gege mirthfully plays around. It takes only a second for Hua Cheng to be entranced by Xie Lian’s moves. It barely resembles dancing; nevertheless, graceful and smooth movements, elegant appearance and bright smile make up for everything Xie Lian’s lacking. For Hua Cheng, his act reminds of butterfly’s fluttering wings–so fragile that he doesn’t want anything more than to hold him in his hands and protect from everything.
Hua Cheng leans on the wall crossing his arms. He doesn't dare interrupt Xie Lian’s performance even though his desire to hide him from everyone is strong. But this happy carefree face of his beloved is the only weakness. It’s really irresistible, blame him.
RuoYe mimics Xie Lian’s moves enlacing his hand, then as gracefully as possible curves itself around Xie Lian. At some point, it looks ridiculous but the crowd still cheers loudly. For Xie Lian it’s the first time he’s getting such response, so he only tries his best further.
While Hua Cheng, on the other hand, struggles internally. It’s not that he’s angry with this entire act but… He. Is. Not. Willing. To. Share.
The last straw for him is when that silver and gold are thrown at Xie Lian. No way he will allow this.
“Scram!”
One word is enough for the demons to disappear out from their King’s sight, the street, which previously was so dense, now deserted as if everything was just an illusion.
Xie Lian looks around confused, but when he notices Hua Cheng standing on the side, he grins, then his face drops and becomes as white as snow.
“San Lang…”
He looks at everything but Hua Cheng too embarrassed to meet his gaze. Of course, he would find out about it, and Xie Lian was ready to face consequences. But he didn’t expect that Hua Cheng would see his performance!
“I’m sorry. I…”
Hua Cheng takes a few steps towards him towering Xie Lian that the other feels too small in front of him. Xie Lian gulps ready to be scolded.
But Hua Cheng remains silent. He takes his hand in his and in the blink of an eye Xie Lian sees the walls of their chamber before him. Does it mean that he’s in trouble?..
Well, Xie Lian’s brought it upon himself, he might as well make it easier for Hua Cheng, and so…
“I can explain!”
Before Hua Cheng says anything, Xie Lian quickly covers his mouth with his hands. But he realizes how rude he acts and as quickly retreats his hands muttering sorry’s .
Did he say making it easier? Haha…
“That… Just… Gathering money for renovation?...” He trails off and averts his gaze.
That’s just another level of humiliation!
He hears only Hua Cheng’s sighing in response: “Gege.”
Xie Lian wants to be swallowed by the ground.
“You don’t have to do it,” Hua Cheng pats his head and traces his hand down resting it on Xie Lian’s cheek and tipping his face up. “Everything I have belongs to Gege.”
Xie Lian almost bursts into tears but composes himself in time. Instead, he smiles and puts his hand atop Hua Cheng’s.
“San Lang is too kind.”
He kisses his long thin fingers one by one and rubs his face against it.
“But I don’t dare take advantage of it. I’m still capable of doing things on my own. It’s not as if I haven’t done something like this before.”
“Gege…” Hua Cheng shakes his head but doesn’t push this further.
He adds after some time: “But don’t waste your time on useless trash like them.”
Xie Lian laughs: “Then, who else would cheer so enthusiastically for me?”
“You can perform for me. I will cheer passionately and give you the biggest tips”
Xie Lian’s mind goes blank for a split moment. He would consider this as a joke if not for Hua Cheng’s serious face and voice.
“Next time… maybe.”
Xie Lian rubs his forehead and is about to turn away when Hua Cheng stops him.
“Why don’t you show me now?”
It’s really not a joke!
Xie Lian knows very well that if Hua Cheng wants something, he gets it. If he wants Xie Lian to do something or just basically wants Xie Lian, then the other can’t do anything. Not that he tries…
“But… but hasn’t San Lang seen my performance? There is no much to show anyway…” Xie Lian brushes away the strand of his hair, still avoiding Hua Cheng’s gaze.
“Really?”
Xie Lian can hear playful notes in Hua Cheng’s voice, and it’s already enough to know that he can’t escape him.
Hua Cheng sits on the edge of their bed and leans on his palms.
“Didn’t you prepare a special performance for your husband?”
Finally, Xie Lian looks up.
Ah, there it is again. Why is it like this? He’s so affected by Hua Cheng’s attitude. Once he acts all bold and confident, Xie Lian is willing to do anything he demands.
And that he does basically.
Xie Lian nods but stays glued to his spot. Special performance what? He literally has no idea what he should do. Before he was completely improvising everything; it was much easier with the crowd of demons watching him than having just one Demon King. It’d be better if he just scolded him.
“Gege, ah, Gege. What should I do with you?”
Anything, Xie Lian would say but he seals his lips shut–he’s humiliated himself enough today.
In a moment of Xie Lian’s desperation, RuoYe decided to save him. It untangles from Xie Lian’s hand and instead ties itself around his body making Xie Lian represent a living mummy.
“Ah…”
Xie Lian thinks it’s even better. At least, he’s safe for now.
Hua Cheng observes this scene for a while, then captures RuoYe deftly and pulls it to himself.
“Acting rude.” He yanks hard and Xie Lian can’t help but fall down on Hua Cheng’s lap.
RuoYe trembles in fear and immediately lets Xie Lian go fleeting somewhere. Xie Lian doesn’t have a chance to console it.
Hua Cheng helps Xie Lian settle down comfortably and the other naturally wraps his arms around Hua Cheng’s neck.
“I see what Gege means as a special performance.”
Hua Cheng smirks, and when Xie Lian wants to deny everything, he hushes him with a chaste kiss. Then another one, and another…
When Hua Cheng feels satisfied, Xie Lian’s already in a daze, eyes closed, mouth wet from saliva. This expression alone is able to drive Hua Cheng crazy with want but he patiently waits for Xie Lian to recover.
“San Lang tricked me again.” Xie Lian whispers in the other’s lips.
“I don’t dare.”
Hua Cheng’s hands wander along his back as if comforting him.
“But isn’t Gege the one at fault?”
“Why?” Xie Lian pulls away a bit to see Hua Cheng’s face clearly.
“Gege keeps teasing me. It’s hard for this poor demon to control himself.”
“I don’t!”
It’s true! Even if he was able to do it, Hua Cheng would still beat him to it. When things go to these matters, Hua Cheng’s always ahead of him. And it doesn’t matter how many time they’ve done it, Xie Lian still… It’s still… Hua Cheng is too overwhelming! Xie Lian’s frail heart can’t handle him!
“I doubt it,” Hua Cheng presses further. “Previously, your performance. Wasn’t it a bit too sensual?”
Xie Lian really isn’t ready to this. Hua Cheng sounds so convincing that Xie Lian almost believes him.
“Only San Lang thinks like this.” He flicks the other’s forehead smiling when Hu Cheng closes his eye.
“Of course. No one else is allowed to see it.” This statement sounds so childish in Xie Lian’s ears, he can’t help but laugh quietly.
“So be it. I will perform for San Lang only.”
Content with such response, Hua Cheng buries his face in the crevice of Xie Lian’s shoulder. His lips brush against smooth skin. Hua Cheng probably isn’t aware of it but Xie Lian is sensitive to everything he's doing.
He tangles his hand in Hua Cheng’s hair twisting and pulling at them lightly. His heart pounds loudly in his chest.
“Gege is so warm.” Hua Cheng squeezes him in his embrace and at last pulls away.
Xie Lian nods and brings his hand to Hua Cheng’s face. He trails his index finger down the slope of the other’s nose, then returns it back and traces the line of dark eyebrow. After it, he moves his fingers lower, brushing his thumb against a pale cheek. Xie Lian cups Hua Cheng’s face and kisses his lips.
“I shared my warmth with you.”
“Ah, how can I repay Gege now?” Hua Cheng’s eyelashes tremble slightly when Xie Lian rubs their noses together.
Xie Lian’s decided that it’s now or never situation. It’s just words anyway, right?..
“San Lang.”
“What?” Hua Cheng’s eye is closed and he can’t see Xie Lian’s quivering lips.
“...”
“Mn?”
Xie Lian breathes in and out and repeats it again but this time loud and clear.
“Do me.”
Suddenly it’s to quiet in their chamber. Hua Cheng freezes in his hands and slowly opens his eye. He examines Xie Lian’s face as if he can’t believe what he’s just heard and so he seeks for confirmation.
“Your Highness, you’re really… so cruel.” Hua Cheng huffs a laugh and grips Xie Lian tighter.
Xie Lian can only yelp when suddenly he is laid down on the bed, Hua Cheng hovers above him holding his hands.
“Your words…” Hua Cheng brings his hand to Xie Lian’s robes and starts discarding them one by one. “So deadly.”
But isn’t it the same for Xie Lian? Every word Hua Cheng utters is a like a poison–it travels through Xie Lian’s body aiming to his heart. So bittersweet.
Xie Lian helps Hua Cheng out of his attire as well, not missing the opportunity to trace his hands down the solid stomach and biceps of his arms. Hua Cheng pretends that he doesn’t notice and allows Xie Lian to enjoy this moment as long as he wants.
Then he presses him down to the mattress again. Hua Cheng takes a moment to admire the view beneath him–Xie Lian’s silky hair lies on his round shoulders falling down framing his form, his pale face a contrast to the dark chestnut color of his locks; lips swollen from kissing and biting, cheeks red and eyes glossy. What a sinful face!
Hua Cheng dips down, nibble on Xie Lian’s chin. He moves down to his neck when Xie Lian bares it to him. Hua Cheng enjoys marking him, always takes his time to do so. Nobody will see it obviously but there is a sense of satisfaction when Hua Cheng looks at his work after it’s done. Only he has permission to do it.
He bends down to Xie Lian’s stomach which quivers under his lips and hands. He sucks on the spot above Xie Lian’s bellybutton making him gasp and jolt slightly.
Xie Lian spreads his legs to accommodate Hua Cheng who keeps leaving love bites on his lower part. Xie Lian’s frustration grows further when Hua Cheng’s spent too much there. And when he’s about to call for him, he fees something wet protruding his entrance.
Xie Lian immediately tenses and lifts himself on his forearm to make sure what’s happening down there. To say that scene before his eyes is beyond his imagination is nothing.
Hua Cheng head between his legs, face hidden. Xie Lian can’t say a word to stop the other, then he falls down when Hua Cheng hooks his legs on his back and kneads Xie Lian’s asscheeks in his palms.
It’s the first time when Xie Lian feels something else inside of him except for fingers and Hua Cheng’s… cough-cough… well, you know…
Hua Cheng sucks on the puckered hole which eagerly opens up when he probes his tongue inside. Xie Lian doesn’t know what he’s feeling in this moment but it makes his toes curl. He presses the heels of his feet onto Hua Cheng’s back. It’s strange, very strange feeling! But so good…
Xie Lian doesn’t notice when his hips start moving. Hua Cheng draws back and Xie Lian whines because of abrupt stop but it doesn’t long for too long. Hua Cheng leaks a stripe along his hole and shoves his tongues inside once more.
It reaches deeper than Xie Lian could’ve imagined, not that he would dare even to think of such things. But at this very moment he’s really impressed. Hua Cheng drags his wet tongue along his walls, and Xie Lian almost loses it.
Too good!
He’s already leaking himself just from this action. Drops of liquid fall on his belly but Xie Lian can’t bring himself to care about it. He squeezes his thighs trapping Hua Cheng’s head between them and grips his hair to pull him up.
“San Lang… wait… I…”
If Hua Cheng keeps this pace, Xie Lian surely won’t last any longer! But he wants to feel all of Hua Cheng.
“Enough.” He breathes out in the other’s lips and kisses him.
When Hua Cheng looks him in the eyes, he only says: “Alright.”
Xie Lian keeps his gaze fixed on the ceiling waiting while Hua Cheng’s preparing him.
Hua Cheng pours the oil on Xie Lian’s entrance, then on his cock smearing it along the length.
He leans over Xie Lian, their faces mere inches apart. Xie Lian only sucks in a breath when he feels thick head splitting him open. It’s not painful in the slightest–Hua Cheng always lets him adjust fully and starts moving only when Xie Lian is ready. Xie Lian can only eagerly respond to everything Hua Cheng gives him.
Hua Cheng watches his expression closely while entering him. Beads of sweat drip down his cheekbone and fall on Xie Lian’s neck.
“San Lang, move.” He encircles his arms around his neck once again and buries his face.
When Hua Cheng’s settled fully inside of Xie Lian, he waits for a bit and then withdraws. His thrusts both gentle and tenacious making Xie Lian writhe under him.
Xie Lian is able only to hold him tight and mutter his name repeatedly. When he opens his eyes, he sees Hua Cheng’s red earlobe and on instinct engulfs it in his mouth biting.
“Gege…” Hua Cheng’s voice is low and husky. “Don’t tease.”
Xie Lian laughs but one deliberate thrust of Hua Cheng’s hips draws a broken moan out of him. His eyes glossy and clouded, he can’t even make out the pattern of canopies.
Xie Lian reaches his climax first, Hua Cheng follows soon after spilling inside of him. When he pulls out, the liquid drips down Xie Lian’s skin.
Hua Cheng moves to bring a cloth to clean Xie Lian, but he stops him and brings closer to his body. Hua Cheng smiles to himself and drops down on top of Xie Lian scattering kisses all over Xie Lian’s reddened shoulders.
I love you to bits, Xie Lian thinks in this moment but doesn’t say it out loud.
He hugs Hua Cheng close to him and he knows that it’s worth more than thousands words.
He doesn’t have to say anything to Hua Cheng. He already knows everything without words.
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