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"But Gegeeeeeee… I'll be so lonely without you here!"
Hua Cheng whined from their bed as Xie Lian got dressed, lying on his back with his ebony strands spilling over the edge of the mattress. It was time for the yearly meeting after heaven's reform, making sure everyone was accounted for and whether there were any findings that anyone should pay attention to.
"San Lang, I have to go," Xie Lian said. "It's a very regular meeting, and everyone would notice if I wasn't present."
Frowning, Hua Cheng rolled onto his stomach and rested his chin on the knuckles of his two fists. "Gege, that's not true, and we both know it."
Xie Lian shook his head. "San Lang, you know perfectly well what I'm referring to. You kept me away last year, and the year before that…"
"… And the year before that," Hua Cheng finished, pouting. Xie Lian glanced over and traced his eyes over those pursed lips for a moment before smiling. Sauntering over, Xie Lian leaned down and cupped his husband's gorgeous cheek. Hua Cheng stared up at him with that one, sparkling dark eye, his expression only slightly softened by surprise.
"I'm sure my darling San Lang will find some way to distract himself while his husband is taking care of some business," Xie Lian said, leaning forward and pausing just before kissing that pretty pair of lips. "After all, he knows I belong to him."
Hua Cheng jerked his head forward, capturing Xie Lian's lips. "Mm—" A gentle whimper left Xie Lian's throat. He immediately felt embarrassed— even after decades of being married, in some ways he was still just as needy as he had been that night he had been sprawled across an altar table.
However, he also knew when they should wrap things up. Just as Hua Cheng swiped his tongue across his bottom lip, Xie Lian pulled away. Gazing at him and smiling, Xie Lian stood and waved goodbye. "I'll be back in a few hours, San Lang, I promise."
"Gege is so evil to this poor husband!" Hua Cheng exclaimed and rolled over in bed again, planting the back of his hand against his forehead dramatically.
Xie Lian rolled his eyes. "I love you, San Lang."
"I love you, Gegeeeeee—"
Xie Lian shut the door and sighed. Just before turning to leave, though, a devious idea entered his mind, and he pressed his lips together. Snapping his fingers, Xie Lian felt the weight of his pants disappear, only feeling the swirling fabric of his robes against his legs.
At least after the meeting, Xie Lian would have something to look forward to teasing Hua Cheng with.
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The meeting was incredibly boring, as predicted. All the heavenly officials treated the entire thing as an opportunity to gossip rather than discuss business. One would think that plights from the demon realm had stopped existing altogether. Leaning back into his seat, Xie Lian sighed and did what he could to stay awake— tapping his feet quietly, popping his neck, and tuning into different conversations to keep himself alert. Then, when it seemed as though all hope was lost, a familiar voice spoke into his array. 'Good evening, Gege. Are you tired of them yet?'
Xie Lian sighed. 'San Lang… Have you really run out of ideas on how to keep yourself busy?'
Hua Cheng chuckled. 'Of course not, Gege. I spent all afternoon figuring out how to entertain myself. I want to tell you about it.'
'Can it wait until I'm home?' Xie Lian asked, a little nervous.
'I'm afraid not, Your Highness,' Hua Cheng replied. Suddenly, Xie Lian felt a shift in the air, and his scalp tingled with familiar spiritual energy.
'San Lang— What on earth are you—!'
Just before he could finish that thought, Xie Lian swallowed down a gasp as a pair of familiar, cold hands rested on his knees. Fingertips drew shapes just around his kneecaps, and it took everything for Xie Lian not to kick forward and risk hitting the table, causing a disturbance for the other Heavenly officials.
Xie Lian glanced under the table. The only sign of Hua Cheng was a pair of hands and forearms appearing through small, oval-shaped portals of black mist. They were completely bare, and Xie Lian could see the tattoo of his name very clearly on the inside of his husband's right forearm.
Leaning his head back and sighing quietly, Xie Lian silently thought to himself, thank the heavens there was a tablecloth.
'I'm just giving Gege what he deserves for leaving this San Lang all alone…' Hua Cheng replied. Xie Lian could hear that foxy grin in his tone, and it sent a shiver down his spine. 'Those idiots don't deserve your time anyway. You have much more important duties to tend to… As do I.'
Xie Lian swallowed thickly, beads of sweat forming at his brow. Then, those hands very quickly went up his robes, feeling around for something dangerous. Xie Lian's thighs were pressed apart, and he bit his lip to stifle a whimper as cold air hit his very bare inner thighs. He brought up a hand to cover half of his face, hoping to hide the light crimson that was coloring his cheeks.
'Oh, Gege… You didn't wear any pants under these…' Hua Cheng pretended to chide. 'Were you hoping I would reach my hands up here and find out how accessible you made yourself?'
Xie Lian started to tap his foot, his face beginning to burn up hotter than any rigorously fanned flame. '… San Lang can't prove that.'
Hua Cheng clicked his tongue, and Xie Lian licked his lip nervously. 'Tsk, tsk… So you're deciding to be a brat and my slut today… Lucky me.'
Resisting the urge to clap his hand over his mouth, Xie Lian leaned forward, setting his forehead into his propped-up hand as Hua Cheng began to explore him more intimately. As he had many times before… but perhaps not as public.
'San Lang…' Xie Lian whined needily into the array.
Hua Cheng chuckled to himself. 'That's right, Gege. Be a good little prince for me and stay quiet.'
Xie Lian glanced down again. Even if it was mostly obscured by folds of fabric, his cock was already at full mast, and there was a wet spot in the white fabric where precum had leaked from the tip. Xie Lian bit his lip— it took everything to not make a sound as those cold hands began to warm up, caressing the top and inside of his thighs, running thumbs along the base of his cock and drawing tender lines with long fingernails along the veins.
This kind of gentleness was torture. It was giving him attention, but just a whisper of what he really needed. 'San Lang, please…' Xie Lian begged.
'Ah, ah,' Hua Cheng cooed, cupping his balls and squeezing gently. Xie Lian nearly yelped, but his entire body tensed. Several officials glanced over for a moment before going back to their conversations. Taking deep breaths, Xie Lian adjusted his hand to cover his eyes a little better, forcing himself to stare at the table.
'The wood grain of this table is exquisite… this is one of the few times I am grateful there is a tablecloth over it, San Lang,' Xie Lian said, trying to show that he had control over himself.
'Oh… I daresay I have to disagree, Gege," Hua Cheng said.
Now Xie Lian was curious. He swallowed as Hua Cheng squeezed the base of his cock. 'A-And why's that?'
'Well… There's a divine piece of wood right in front of me, and I daresay nothing could possibly hold a candle to it.'
Xie Lian rolled his eyes at the stupidity of that joke, but then they just rolled into the back of his head as Hua Cheng began to more deliberately stroke his cock. Somehow, he had wet the palm of his hand, and it made it so, so good. 'Oh, San Lang, San Lang…' Xie Lian moaned into the array, inverting his knees as he focused on not making a sound.
'That's it, Gege,' Hua Cheng praised sweetly. 'Gege was just that wet for me… This San Lang didn't even need oil.'
Xie Lian almost came at that idea alone. 'San Lang, I need you, I need you…'
'You have me, Gege, I don't see what the problem is…' Hua Cheng replied, obviously teasing. 'Your San Lang is right here, touching you with his own hands… Is my slut being greedy?'
"No…" Xie Lian muttered.
"What was that, Your Highness?"
Xie Lian jumped and looked around. Both Mu Qing and Feng Xin were staring at him, both equally confused.
"I-I— Nothing! Just talking to myself, haha…" Xie Lian replied, speaking much too quickly to be believable.
Mu Qing didn't look convinced in the slightest, but went back to chatting with another official. Feng Xin's eyes lingered on him for a moment longer before doing the same.
'San Lang,' Xie Lian spoke into the array, his voice low. 'I'm coming home now.'
'Gege, if you stand now, everyone will know what you were up to… Best to deal with the choices you made.' Hua Cheng said.
'But—'
'You chose to go to that stupid meeting. You will commit to the choices you made, as well as the consequences of telling your San Lang that he should find a way to distract himself,' Hua Cheng said, squeezing the shaft. A whimper threatened to slip past Xie Lian's lips, but he held it back. 'His Highness should know better than anyone that I always have ways of passing the time. … After all, I did seek you out for over eight-hundred years…'
Xie Lian shivered. Hua Cheng reminding him of his devotion always got him incredibly riled up— almost as much as telling him to stay put when he was feeling desperate. 'Yes… Yes, I know. My San Lang was locked in that cave… You carved all of those statues for me, driven to madness by not being able to be with me or… Or touch me…'
Now Xie Lian could hear Hua Cheng start to get riled up. 'Your Highness… Countless times I dreamed of you splayed out and begging for me as you are now. Many times have I thought of ways I would express the depths of my devotion over and over… Never did I imagine that I would have to put you in your place, since you are so high above me in every single way…'
Xie Lian's mind was higher than heaven when Hua Cheng spoke to him this way. If he weren't sitting here, Xie Lian would have long since pounced on his husband and ravaged his lips and any part of his body he could get to, even if he had to rip those crimson robes to shreds.
His body was on fire, and his bare legs shook with anticipation and stimulation. 'San Lang, oh— Oh—' Xie Lian pressed his lips together as he felt the pressure in his gut building further and further. 'I'm close— San Lang-gege, I'm sorry for leaving you, I won't do it again!'
'That's it… Now you've got it,' Hua Cheng cooed. 'Such a sweet prince for his king…'
Hua Cheng began to pump faster and moved his hand in such a way that Xie Lian could cry. He wanted so badly to fall apart. However, if he did that here, he would be unable to hold back as he had been up until this point. Hua Cheng was testing him in every single way, and he might not be able to pass. But he oh, so wanted to— Xie Lian was his ghost king's special little prince who did everything right, who accepted what he was given so graciously. He was everything Hua Cheng could desire, and he had practically served himself up on a golden platter. How was his husband not supposed to take notice or find a way to show his adoration?
'I'll be good for you, I swear it,' Xie Lian begged. 'Please let me—'
'Let you, what?' Hua Cheng teased. 'Good princes use their nicest words.'
'Please let me come, I'll be so pliant for you,' Xie Lian whined. 'You can use me as you please— Ah—'
'Oh, darling… That's where you have it wrong,' Hua Cheng whispered.
'W-Wait— Why's that?' Xie Lian asked, trying his hardest not to scream.
'I don't plan on using you in the slightest…' Hua Cheng said slowly. Xie Lian could practically feel the spiritually powered heat on his ear. 'I will love you for as long as I think you can handle me… And my ways of worship.'
Xie Lian couldn't take it anymore. Lips parted in a silent scream, he absolutely soaked the floor beneath his feet in hot, white fluid. It dribbled from the purple tip of his cock, and he fought every urge to whimper and whine as he came down from his high. 'Oh— San Lang, San Lang…'
'Your Highness… Thank you…' Hua Cheng praised. 'The only thing I wish for is that I could have seen that entire thing. As it is, I know you need your husband. Come home to me, darling.'
Xie Lian nodded, not realizing how silly that was since Hua Cheng couldn't see him. His brain was mush, but not enough to where he couldn't desire more. Legs shaking worse than a tree in a storm, Xie Lian adjusted his skirts, shoving down a pained whimper as the fabric brushed against his very overstimulated cock.
Standing up, Xie Lian bowed quickly and then turned on his heel, ignoring the protests of heavenly officials wondering where he was headed off to so suddenly. What they didn't know was that His Highness was going to see his husband, and quietly plan Hua Cheng's undoing as payback for such audacious behavior at a Heavenly meeting.