If there’s someone who knew a lot about Luo Binghe, that would be his Shizun, Shen Qingqiu.
Starting from the modern world, Shen Qingqiu followed Luo Binghe’s adventures in the original storyline as a loyal follower of Proud Immortal Demon Way. After he transmigrated, he started teaching the protagonist under his wing. He knew every whim and habit his student had.
But lately, it seemed like this big maiden started a new habit.
After rounds of intense passion, Luo Binghe’s arm held Shen Qingqiu waist, his thumb caressed the smooth skin. His other arm cradled his Shizun’s head, showering the other with kisses in every area of his face.
Shen Qingqiu was exhausted after their exercise that he did not have any excess energy to scold his student so he just adjusted his body and let Luo Binghe have full access on whatever he wanted to do.
Seeing a more lenient Shizun, Luo Binghe showered him more kisses, not leaving any free space.
When he woke up, She Qingqiu was cocooned within the arms of the younger guy. They fell asleep cuddling and woke up still in a tight embrace as before. It seemed like this guy had grown really sticky through the years!
Upon noticing the slight movement beside him, Luo Binghe promptly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear.
Shen Qingqiu: … does this guy ever sleep?
He fell asleep before this guy. Now, he seemed like someone who woke up earlier than the older man.
Luo Binghe nuzzled the side of Shen Qingqiu’s face, leaving feathery kisses.
“Shizun can continue to rest while I prepare your breakfast,” he said.
After giving a quick peck on the lips, Luo Binghe was gone.
This whole cuddling thing continued in the next few days until Shen Qingqiu could no longer hold his curiosity and started asking the other guy.
As if knowing what the older man wanted to say, Luo Binghe sealed Shen Qingqiu’s lips and proceeded to polish his ‘training’.
Whatever Shen Qingqiu wanted to ask, Luo Binghe’s dreamscape answered it for him.
There, he witnessed once more how the younger man took care of him in those years people thought he was dead. He embraced a lifeless body for five years with the hopes of seeing the person open those eyes but continued to be disappointed every day.
Some days, he would hold his hand and kiss those cold fingers tenderly as if hoping his actions would bring, even just a little bit, of warmth back to the body. The Demon Lord, the strongest in the land, protected the lifeless vessel day and night.
Shen Qingqiu had an epiphany. This posture, this level of care, was the same as what Luo Binghe did to him every day and night. As if confirming that Shen Qingqiu was really alive this time.
After all those years, he grew to cherish every single moment he had with his Shizun.
That night, he warned Luo Binghe to just limit it to one session. He was not confident he could hold off sleep if he waited until the younger man was fully sated.
After their intense exercise, Shen Qingqiu fought off sleep and moved to change their positions. He pulled Luo Binghe’s body in an embrace and rested the younger man’s head to his chest.
Luo Binghe watched in amazement as his dear Shizun wrapped his arms around him. It was the first time the older guy did that to him, making him so happy, he could cry.
“Don’t move so much. I am sore.” Shen Qingqiu reprimanded, but his usual strict tone was replaced with gentleness.
Luo Binghe scooted closer to his Shizun’s chest, listening closely to the sound of the other’s heartbeat. Shizun is really here.
A new batch of tears threatened to fall on the big maiden’s eyes.
Shen Qingqiu, who was about to doze off, heard the man in his arms sniffed. He cracked one of his eyes open and shook his head.
Really, this big and buff maiden.
He placed a light kiss on each of the other’s eyelids and held him tighter.
“Sleep,” Shen Qingqiu said both to Luo Binghe and to himself.
Luo Binghe listened to the older man’s breathing. Then looked down at his erection. It was a rare moment for his Shizun to initiate physical contact so how could he not be excited? After all, he was only allowed to do it once…
He sighed. He thought for a while on ways to sleep until his eyes landed on the smooth skin in front of him. An idea popped in his head.
The next morning, Shen Qingqiu woke up feeling especially sticky on his chest. He looked down and saw a constellation of kiss marks. Not a free space left…
What the f---!?
His blood rose to his head immediately. Just looking at the innocent face of the man beside him was enough to make someone mad. Before he could think about it, Shen Qingqiu pounced on top of the younger man and screamed, “Binghe!”
Luo Binghe’s eyes flew open. But seeing his Shizun on top of him so early in the morning, in addition to the sight of the art he made the night before, his gaze soften at the scene while his other parts hardened. He rolled over showering the older man with kisses.
Thus, Shen Qingqiu’s breakfast turned to late lunch.