AN: This chapter came out a lot longer than anticipated but here ya go I guess.

Jolli's BL suggestion for the week: Spirit Hotel. I haven't finished the novel myself, so I'm not sure how 'cultured' it gets but it is hilarious. MC is a shameless bastard who gets himself into trouble constantly and the ML is always there to save him.

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The moment between the two men, observed by a few who watched with either disgust or fascination (sometimes a bit of both), was shortlived. It took only a second for the elder to notice his reaction and to act accordingly.

"W-we should move from here!" He cried, pushing Xieren away. As his strength was a mere summer breeze, he knew Xieren had let him do so. "People might misunderstand!"

Liang Fei turned and rushed off, effectively leaving Xieren behind, dazed.

Was that...

Could it be...

Xieren had only caught a brief look at his master's face when he was pushed away, barely a second but he was sure about what he saw.

His master, the ever stoic and serene, had been blushing. He'd even stammered, something he was sure he'd never heard from the man before. This confirmed his assumption about the man's weakness was his neck.

And alcohol but Xieren was reluctant to use such a technique to pursue this man. And he did want to pursue the man walking away from him so woodenly.

But getting the man drunk would make things difficult. His master was... too seductive when he was drunk. Not to mention how easily he could deny any attraction by blaming it on the alcohol.

He didn't want that.

But if he did want to get closer, he'd need to plan this out accordingly. Seeing the man's reaction had spurred Xieren on, encouraging him to press the matter. Xieren would be obedient and not talk about their previous night of debauchery but he refused to let things go as they have already.

That is if his master even remembered what happened that night.

Part of him had been considering the notion since this morning. While his master hadn't said anything about it, he didn't seem to be pretending to act natural. If his master got embarrassed by Xieren merely breathing on his neck, he doubted the man could act naturally after having... done all those things to him.

His mind still managed to get all fuzzy when he thought back to that night. His master, ever the graceful, pleasuring him with his hands and mouth while keeping his hair out of his way. If not for the shaft shuddering against his tongue, one might mistake the scene for something more innocent, if not thought-provoking.

No, his master had had a similar look when partaking in an ice treat. His tongue peeking out from between his soft lips as he licked the treat with glee. It didn't help that the treat was long and pale white, making Xieren think of other things that could paint the man's lips that color.

Ugh, how can his master do this to him!? That brazen man was seducing Xieren with barely any effort yet still somehow acted unaware of it. Was it his master's natural charm? Was the man part incubus?

(AN: I don't know if incubi are a thing in Chinese novels but meh.)

Xieren could see it though. His master was graceful and elegant, drawing the eyes of many even now as they... 

Xieren looked around, finally noticing that his master had slipped away. Growling under his breath, Xieren followed his master's scent, expertly navigating through the thick crowds to locate his beloved master.

Even in this dense area full of hundreds of scents, his master was one that was seared into his soul. Even if he was miles away, Xieren was sure he could find him again.

***

Liang Fei was sitting by himself, trying to calm himself down. It was very troublesome to have popped a boner like that, especially because of his student's actions.

He knew his neck was his weakness, one that had been pointed out by Xuetian years ago. Turns out that his time as Shao Liang Fei had made him forget that vulnerability.

That is quite the way to be reminded~ He thought, letting out a heavy breath. Thinking about it, he couldn't come to any other conclusion for his reaction but one.

He needed to get laid.

Just thinking about made him feel a bit improper but what else could he do? He was still a man with needs and while he generally was a LOT less active than his friend, he too needed a release every once in a while.

He couldn't figure out why he felt so pent up now, though. During his time as a sect elder, his desires could be easily handled and even after being given this second chance, he was fine. Yet ever since he departed that brothel place, he felt really frustrated, as if he'd been denied something.

His fingers buzzed just thinking about it, imaging something warm and firm in its grip. It riled him up yet hadn't satisfied him.

"A warm and firm thing?" He muttered, trying to figure out why that was what came to mind. What had he held that frustrated him like that?

Had he... pleasured himself that night but fallen asleep before he could finish? That was possible, as he had been drunk at the time so maybe...

Liang Fei's thoughts were interrupted when he spotted a familiar dark figure rushing over to where he sat. How could he not notice? Xieren loomed over the crowd, drawing the eyes of men and women alike. Admiration and envy warred in their eyes.

Liang Fei felt his heart swell with pride, complementing his student in his heart.

"Shizun!" He called out, stepping up to the elder. His master looked completely normal, his expression unreadable and aloof.

Xieren was disappointed to have missed out on seeing more of his master's flustered expression. Perhaps another day.

 "Ah, Xieren." Liang Fei waved, gesturing for Xieren to sit beside him. When he did, the elder placed a hand on the junior's shoulder. "My apologies, I seemed to have wandered off again."

"It's fine." Xieren took Liang Fei's hand and intertwined their fingers. The elder might have said something about this but was too distracted by his student's woeful pout. "But why did you run off like that? Does Shizun dislike me?"

Ah~ Seeing his precious student pout so pitifully, how could Liang Fei not melt?  So expertly manipulated was this elder that the man allowed his hand to be held in full view of everyone as he rushed to reassure his student that he absolutely didn't dislike Xieren.

"I've told you many times before, I could never hate you." He assured, pressing their intertwined hands to his chest. "Please forget about that matter before. It was just this old man being overwhelmed by the crowd." He derided, unsure of how to explain himself.

What else could he say? That he'd accidentally gotten a hard-on due to Xieren breathing on his neck? How creepy would that be? Worse, how would his precious Xieren react to such a thing?

Disgust? Anger? Disappointment?!

Ah! When he thought about how devasted Xieren would be if he found out about his reaction, Liang Fei felt mortified. That poor child, he'd think his master was some kind of freak! A pervert even. How could he allow such a thing to occur!!!

No, he would protect his sweet student from all that.

Meanwhile, Xieren contemplated how to get close enough to his master to test his 'Shizun's sensitive Neck' theory. The face his master made for that brief second was too amazing to let slip.

How could any man- no, any being be as cute as his master?!

Watching his master, he could tell the man was coming up with some kind of strange thoughts in his head. Part of him wanted to know, wishing he could read this man's thoughts so he could understand him better.

Observation had taught him a lot about his enigmatic master. The small habits he showed and even the rare micro-expressions that sometimes slipped through were all hard-earned through his dedication to learning more about the man.

Yet he still knew so little about him.

The demon kings wish would be soon granted but not in the way he could have ever imagined. The godly plot had finally realized that things had changed and its focus had thus shifted.

If the protagonist refused to do as he was supposed to, it would just have to make do with what it had.

Plot convenience.

***

Never let it be said that Liang Fei wasn't a cruel man. His evil just came in other forms. One such evil was this.

"A public bath?" Liang Fei stared up at the luxurious building in front of them, glimmering in the night as the two stood nearby. The elder, while outwardly indifferent, was inwardly marveling at the sight. He turned his student, whose hand was still wrapped around his own. "Xieren, do you wish to go in with me?"

"W-with you?" Xieren chocked, feeling his face heat up.

"Yes, I've never been to one." He replied, looking back at the building. In his old world, he never got a chance to visit one, since it was quicker to just take a shower. He'd been told they were quite nice. But going alone was... "Going in alone would be scary."

Not as scary as I will be if I see you naked. Xieren thought, holding back a growl. To say he liked the thought of seeing his master like that, such a statement was too tame for the heat that filled his belly at the image.

His master's jet black hair wet and clinging to his slightly tanned skin, glistening as those hands ran over his soft skin. The steam would hide just enough to titillate the eyes but only make the reveal all the more desirable. Sweat would bead on his skin, as his cheeks would become flushed by the heat. Sensual sounds would erupt from those lips as his body relaxed and warmed up in the water, all as Xieren sat beside him.

Xieren was deep into his fantasy, completely engrossed in it as Liang Fei turned back to him. The elder sighed with pity at the sight.

Ah, Xieren was struck dumb again. Why was his student so easily distracted? He always got that strange dazed look whenever they were together. He'd hoped the child would grow out of it but it turns out he was still a daydreamer.

"Why don't we go in now?" He sighed, dragging the dumbstruck junior into the building, his back to the sign clearly reading:

Bathhouse and brothel.

Inside, they quickly got themselves settled. As they were both men, they managed to stay together until they came to the bath itself. There were two available. A private one and a public one. Liang Fei wanted the use the public bath, feeling it might be lonely with just the two of them.

That is until Xieren gave him a look that changed his mind.

"Shizun... Can we not go to the public bath?"

"May I ask why?"

"My body... I'd rather not let others see it." He said, looking uncomfortable as he wrapped an arm around himself. It was obvious the younger man was self-conscious about his body.

Liang Fei knew that Xieren had been bullied, so he was sure the man had his scars. Not wanting to show them off was understandable. Scars always made people curious and led to uncomfortable questions about them.

How did you get them?

Did it hurt badly?

Liang Fei had gotten plenty of questions himself about the scar on his forehead. While he didn't mind answering the question, he knew others wouldn't feel the same way. Especially as his own circumstances were nothing like Xieren.

His scars weren't reminders of his past abuses. They were left there by people who wanted him to remember when and why they hurt him.

No, his own was nothing compared to Xieren's.

"It's alright." Liang Fei sighed, pushing down his slight disappointment. He'd wanted to go to the public bath to socialize and make some friends. While he wasn't the best at talking to strangers, this new life of his was the perfect chance to improve on those skills.

But Xieren was his focus for the time being. After he repaid his debt to the man, he'd do all those things. Just not now.

***

Upon arrival to their private bath, Liang Fei was over the moon with excitement. He was so glad he got to experience this new thing with someone, especially Xieren. It wasn't like he could do this with anyone else at the moment.

Xinyi and Miss Yao Da were ladies so bathing together was out of the question. And he had yet to find any male friends to do stuff with so Xieren was fine.

Perhaps one of these days, he should ask Xieren about how Zhihao and the sect leader were doing. He was sure they must be sad about his passing. Perhaps he could get the two of them to have a meal with him one day. That might be fun.

Just as he was about to ask, Xieren, who had been standing silently beside him, tossed aside his robe and entered the bath. Personally, Liang Fei found the display a bit dramatic. They weren't on a runway, why make so much of a show out of removing a robe.

Yet his eyes fell upon Xieren's naked body and he felt his heart clench. His body was covered with scars, deep ones. They crisscrossed over each other, painting a story that made it clear that Xieren's life was not easy.

And Shao Liang Fei had contributed to all that.

Again, Liang Fei felt some resentment toward the man rise within him, part of him wishing he could have saved this child from all that pain. But he knew better than to think such things. The past was the past. No amount of wishing would change things.

Unconsciously, his hands ran over his own scars, though with a different feeling replacing his resentment.

Meanwhile, Xieren kept his back to his master, feeling the man's gaze on him. He knew what the man saw and wished he could hide them.

Most of his scars, he had no memory of getting. Considering his life before entering the sect, it wasn't hard to guess where they came from. A lone child on the streets was easy game for anyone wishing to take their frustrations out on.

Most of his scars were old, from before he'd been picked up by master. A couple were from after but he chose not to think about that.

Knowing his master, he was sure the man would show pity and remorse, which Xieren didn't want. While he still somewhat resented the things that happened in the past, Shizun had little to do with it. Shizun had been the best part of all that and he felt like after his master had changed, things were better.

He was sure the man, kind as he would, would try and comfort him about the scars, telling him how sorry he was about what he'd gone through. That was the kind of man his master was. Yet to his surprise, when his master finally spoke, there was no pity in his voice.

"I must say, I'm quite surprised about you." He said, sliding into the water beside Xieren. The junior jumped not expecting him to be so close.

Was it the water or his master that made him feel so much warmer now?

"W-what do you mean?"

"You being so self-conscious about your body." He stated, facing his student. Liang Fei openly checked him out, not seeing any reason for two men to be shy. "I don't see much to be ashamed of." 

If anything, Xieren had the kind of body that most men aspire for. Lean and muscular with muscles rippling under pale smooth skin. Other than the scars, there was nothing marring his physique.

Even Liang Fei felt a bit envious.

Hearing those words brought forth many feelings within Xieren. Pride, for having impressed his beloved master with his body. Perhaps he might like it enough not to roll away if he held the elder.

But then his mind would wander, thinking of the sneers and mockery he used to receive from his demon subjects about his scars. Demons were being that care primarily on strength. Defeat was an insult and scars were just signs of past defeats.

If he were truly strong, how could anything have scarred him at all?

Xieren was quick to silence those voices, showing his strength through the only means they would accept. Death. Yet even after bathing the halls with the blood of his naysayers, he still heard the whispers, those who assumed he had scars and gossiped about it.

Xieren tried not to pay it any mind, knowing he couldn't kill anyone else or his subjects would realize how defensive he was being, but the words stung. He'd hoped that finding out about his demon heritage would fill some gap in his heart, the one that longed for a place to belong.

Yet demons were no more kind than the humans.

Without meaning to, he began to hide his body, even when having sex. The rumors faded somewhat after seeing his power but the faint cracks left by their mockery hadn't left him. Such fine cracks made him unwilling to show his body, even to his beloved master. 

"Scars are... a sign of weakness." Xieren replied, suppressing the mild sense of joy in his heart at his master's words.

"Who decided that." Liang Fei scolded, cocking a brow. What kind of idiots were putting such ideas in this child's head? "Scars are nothing to be ashamed of. They aren't a sign of weakness at all.

"What are they then?"

"Obviously, they are a testament to your fortitude and courage." He stated with a clear and confident tone.

"Eh? How?"

"Scars are proof that whatever hardship you faced, you survived." He explained wanting to look Xieren in the eye. Yet Xieren kept turning his head away when he tried so he continued. "That the people who sought to destroy you or bring you down failed because, even now as you breathe, you live despite their efforts. So don't hide them. Show the world the badges of your past fights and all that you have gained with each one."

Liang Fei touched his own scars, feeling a surge of pride as he stared down at each one. Every mark was a testament to what he'd experienced. The scar on his upper arm from when he caught his sister who was about to fall in the playground. The one from when he'd skinned his knee and was comforted by his parents until he stopped crying. Even the one on his temple, the one that was the most evident, held significance to the man.

Each one was precious to him.

Yet Xieren still looked forlorn. Perhaps a story would help.

"When I was a child, there was another boy in my class who always got into trouble." He started, sitting back as the water flowed over him. "He would get into fights with other boys and be generally disliked. To be honest, he was quite the handful. Always bragging about stupid things and being loud. He was the one who gave me this scar."

Xieren took a peek, seeing his master point to the scar on his eyebrow. It was very pale but clear against his slightly tanned skin. Something about the story nagged at him but the chance to learn more about his master quieted that part of his brain as he listened.

"How did you get that scar?"

"That child threw a rock at me."

"Why?" He snapped, wanting to beat that person to death just now. How dare they attack his precious master!?

"I was following him." His tone light and sounding more akin to a shrug than anything.

"Why?!" 

"Despite all his bragging about how rich his parents were and how many toys he had, he always went home by himself." He explained, thinking back to that time. At the time, Liang Fei was only barely paying any attention to other children, his mind being on other things. But there was something that drew him to that child, the way his smile felt so... fake at times.

When he'd first done it, the child ignored him. Liang Fei didn't mind, choosing to do this for a while. After the third day, they spoke for the first time. It was that day he learned just how vulgar a person could be.

Who knew a first grader could know so many words at such an age?

"After a few days of me following him and him complaining, he tried to scare me away by throwing the rock at me." He continued, his eyes misting over as he recalled that day. He'd bled, a lot. Inwardly, he chuckled. "He panicked and started to cry, thinking he'd killed me. He was quite loud about it too."

"Did you retaliate?"

"Not then but I did smack him later when he insisted on it." He stated, recalling how red his cheek was for days afterward. He'd tried to pass it off as him being rejected by a girl.

"I'm surprised you didn't kick him like you usually do with your enemies."

Liang Fei considered that for a moment. Considering how much trouble that guy got into with girls later on, perhaps he should have. It might have curbed his unabashed promiscuity.

"Well, he wasn't my enemy." He finished with a shrug, his body relaxing. It was nice to talk about these kinds of things sometimes. "He became my best friend after that."

Xieren kept his back to his master, trying to understand his words. He understood what he was saying, how his scar was a reminder of what had occurred before. For Shizun, it was a good memory, in which he gained a friend.

But for Xieren, did he have anything like that? All of his scars were gained from those trying to hurt him. He didn't want to be held back by those memories but he couldn't stand it if anyone brought them up. They would surely look down upon him.

"What about people who ask about them?" He asked, feeling a bit more vulnerable than he'd like. Yet his master had opened up to him so how could he not do so as well. "The scars, I mean."

Liang Fei cocked a brow at his student, a bit confused by the question.

"What about them?" He shot back, shocking the younger man. "Its none of their business so just tell them so. You have nothing to be ashamed of but that doesn't obligate you to explain its origins."

Liang Fei could sense that his words had gotten through a little bit but not enough to change the man's mind. It was to be expected. Their experiences were different after all.

"All I ask is that you not let those who hurt you have control over you anymore." He said, placing a gentle hand on Xieren's shoulder. "You've become strong physically but still hold some fragility. That is fine."

He knew just as well how much vulnerability there was within the human heart. No matter how strong a back one had, there was always a breaking point. Until Xieren was able to withstand it, Liang Fei was content to lend a shoulder to lean on.

Xieren felt that sentiment and melted, feeling the desire to hold his master close. He had then made the mistake of turning back to look at Liang Fei, his heart light with the knowledge that his master didn't look down on him. That, to him, his scars weren't something to be ashamed of.

But he also realized that the object of his affection was naked and soaking wet. Needless to say, he reacted in the way that only a man could.

Liang Fei jumped when he saw his student suddenly submerge himself in the bath, his legs curled up to his chest. Blinking at the sight, he reached out to touch his shoulder.

"Are you alright-"

"Yes!" He answered just a bit too quickly. While he hadn't seen a lot of his master's body, just a glimpse of that lovely skin that glistened with moisture was enough to get his blood pumping a bit further south than he'd like.

If Shizun saw him like that, what would he think?! Would he laugh? Be disappointed? No, he absolutely couldn't let that happen.

"S-Shizun, perhaps you should get dressed." He rushed out, peeking from over his shoulder at the man. The little skin he could spot set his mind ablaze. "As a mortal, you must take care and consider how long to remain in such a humid place."

"Ah, that is true." The elder nodded, not find any fault in his student's words. They had been in the bath for a while now and he was starting to feel light-headed. "Don't take too long and keep me waiting.

"I-I won't" He stammered, his hands already moving to resolve his 'issue'. The door shut behind Liang Fei, leaving the younger man to his own thoughts. Xieren didn't exit the bath for several minutes and once he did, his cheeks were still flushed.

Liang Fei watched as his student walk over, looking more relaxed than before. The elder had been sitting on a bench with his hair was bundled in a towel, showing off his neck. The sight didn't help Xeiren's mood.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" The elder asked, not noticing his students pointed look at his exposed skin.

Xieren flinched, thinking he'd been heard despite how hard he'd bitten into his arm to keep himself quiet. But seeing the levity in his master's eyes, he realized what he'd meant.

"Taking a bath with Shizun was... an experience." It was certainly a lesson in self-control, that was for sure.

"I should hope it wasn't unpleasant."

Thinking about their conversation and the aftermath, Xieren came to the conclusion that he didn't regret accompanying the man. His master had enjoyed himself and he, in a way, did as well.

He just hoped no one noticed the mess he'd left behind in the bath.

***

The trip to their assigned room was uneventful. Despite Xieren's moment of weakness, the two men spoke casually and with very little awkwardness. It was as if neither of them had popped a  boner at all. Yet when they arrived back to their room, they found that they weren't alone.

"Young masters, good evening." The second the door opened, the sight of three lovely women dressed in elaborate robes greeted them. With heads bowed, they were the picture of subservience.

Liang Fei and Xieren: ...

Xieren broke the silence first. 

"Shizun?" He grumbled, glaring down at the women in front of them. He'd wanted more time alone with his master yet there were some annoying pests in their room instead.

"En?"

"What is this?"

"I'm not sure. Perhaps they came with the private bath?" He suggested, unsure. He'd never been to a bathhouse so maybe this was normal. If that was the case, it explained why so many folks enjoyed going.

The truth, however, was that the girls had invited themselves to the room. After the sudden reappearance of their fellow courtesans, rumors about a certain young master had started to circulate around town.

A tall and devastatingly handsome man with deep pockets and certain assets that made the women he slept with swearing they'd never be satisfied by any other. This made those who had missed this mysterious man more keen of eye and listened out for rumors.

Surely such a man was worth the lost revenue.

This evening, as the three women stared up at the two men, they felt that they hadn't made a mistake. 

Despite their beauty and confidence, however, when the trio looked up, they were met with very unexpected looks. The short, somewhat older man looked down at them with cold eyes while the younger man glared down at them hatefully for just a moment. His expression changed when the short man turned to him and spoke.

"It would be rude to send them away now." Liang Fei reasoned, feeling somewhat happy for the company. Perhaps he could get Xieren to be more open about himself if he had some women to admire him.

It was clear they held more of an interest for Xieren than himself.

Xieren nodded, still looking somewhat annoyed when he turned back to the women. He looked down at them with unrestrained indifference, as if there was nothing in front of him at all. The women shivered, feeling a slight twinge of fear.

Yet the moment ended as soon as the second voice spoke.

"Since you ladies are already here, would you like to eat with us?" Liang Fei offered, finding the sudden silence uncomfortable. The air felt tense but he couldn't figure out why.

Moreover, what better way to ease his student's frustration than to spend time with some pretty women. If he hadn't been close to a woman, perhaps he just needed a push. After all, Xieren had gone to that brothel for a reason, right?

Ah, what a good teacher I am~ He thought, his heart light with joy.

Xieren, however, saw his master's enthusiasm and felt his mood plummet even further. He was already pissed off he couldn't be alone with his master but now the man dared look so pleased when offered the chance to sit with these lecherous women.

Ah, his master was too nice, not seeing the fangs on these vipers. He could sense what they wanted. He knew the look in their eyes well, as he had seen it for years.

Lust.

Whether it was for his money, his body or something else, it was a look he could sense a mile away. Yet his master, ever the trusting man, saw none of that. He even courteously offered a seat to one of the women.

The other two, seeing an opening, went over to Xieren and reaching out to take each of his arms. Their breasts were soft and were one of their best attributes. This young master might be a bit hard to break but surely an 'accidental' brush of their bosom would soften his stance.

Seeing their proximity, Xieren moved before the other two women could touch him. He absolutely didn't want anyone touching him again. He could tolerate it before because his true object of desire was lost to him. Now that his master was there before his eyes, how could he allow just any person to touch his body?

The body he only now felt a bit of pride in.

Liang Fei was just about to start a conversation with the lady beside him when he felt rather than saw Xieren sit beside him. The man landed on the cushion with a thud, sending a shiver through the elder's body as his warm body leaned in close. Turning his head, he saw they were shoulder to shoulder, their noses practically touching.

"Did you have to slam yourself down onto the floor like that?" He chided, cocking a brow at the younger man. "There are guests below us."

"I doubt they noticed the noise." He snorted, a bit happy his master wasn't pushing him away. "The kind of place this is, they are probably occupied with their own 'entertainment'."

Liang Fei frowned, not understanding his implication. The notion that just below them, there might be other guests partaking in carnal desires was lost on the elder. His mind was mostly on Xieren and somewhat on himself so he didn't think much about others.

"I see." He muttered, not wanting to admit he didn't get what was being said. Perhaps he was just hungry. "Let us eat."

The women stood moving about the room to retrieve and serve the food. While all of them wished to remain close to the handsome young man, none were willing to leave each other any room to get close. As such all three women set the table, each being sure to show off their 'assets' as much as possible.

Despite these displays, neither man paid much attention. Liang Fei was distracted by Xieren, who continued to lean on the man despite his protests.

"Xieren, it's too warm to be so close." Liang Fei complained though he didn't bother to try and move the man. If he hadn't stopped the first time, why would he stop after the fifth?

"I'm not doing anything wrong, right?" He countered, speaking a low voice that settled in the belly of all the women in the room. "Can't I get close?"

"Fine but be mindful of others, will you." The elder conceded, his heart weak to Xieren. Even using that voice, he dared to pout like a wronged child, melting Liang Fei's heart into allowing him to get so close.

This left the girls flustered, as they weren't expecting such open displays of intimacies, especially between two men. Their target was practically wrapped around the shorter man, resting his arm behind him as it about the grab his waist. When the food was served, he'd place all kinds of snacks onto the elder man's plate, offering it to him like a loving wife.

Liang Fei saw nothing strange about this and followed suit, happy to see Xieren was comfortable around the women to not close himself off. Yet the women saw it differently.

Had Liang Fei been a woman, the act would have been a blatant clue that their target was more interested in him than them. Yet none of them could accept such a thing. Surely they were more attractive than some old man.

(AN: LF is about 30 or so by this point and compared to the men who look to be in their early 20's, he looks old. He's not though.)

In a desperate bid for the man's attention, the three agreed they had to show themselves off in a different way. A dance, one that was refined yet sensual. Surely he would then realize how much more appealing they were in comparison with some stone-faced old man.

The dance began and was lovely, gaining Liang Fei's attention. Contrary to their goal, Xieren felt annoyed that his master's attention had been pulled away from him.

Why look at these ugly chicks when I'm here? He thought, reaching over to pull the elder man closer to his side. He leans down, wanting to speak but was intercepted. When Xieren got dangerously close to Liang Fei's neck, the elder reacted with a decisive pinch to the hand.

"Ouch! Shizun~"

"Don't whine." Liang Fei didn't bother to pay much mind to his student's griping. Instead, he pointed to the girls dancing in front of them. "Pay attention to the show."

"Tch." He clicked his tongue but followed the command, turning his gaze to the trio but finding nothing appealing. "What's there to even look at?"

"The girls." He replied, the silent 'obviously' remained unsaid but clear as day. They were dancing, trying to catch Xieren's eye yet he continued to ignore them. How sad for them.

"Ah, so you like the pure types." He noted, recalling that his master was often friendly with girls that looked innocent and pure. Was that his preference? Unbidden, he grumbled out. "Well, you should be aware that their looks are a ruse."

He knew these types of girls well. They looked pure but were anything but. Figures his master, as trusting and kind as he was, would get fooled by them.

"Don't be rude."

"Or what?" He snorted, thinking his master was cute when he got like this. He liked his master when he was strict.

"Or I will punish you." He retorted, giving Xieren a stern look, to which the junior shivered.

He knew what his master had done to him as punishment before and felt excited at the thought. He had already made the effort to hide his hard on from the man yet his careless words were making it worse.

He tried to play it off. "W-what could a mortal like you possibly do to-"

"You really aren't very smart if you think I couldn't harm you."

Of that, he was absolutely sure. Shizun was a resourceful man. Even without a golden core, he knew the man was strong. Plus there was the fact that Xieren was perfectly willing to submit to this man if need be. He knew Shizun would never harm him so he was fine with it.

While this exchange had been going on, the dance had ended. The girls were horrified that despite their attempts, the men looked to be even closer than before. That damned old man, seducing their target.

Their thoughts were effectively hidden as they drew close, two girls managing to sit by Xieren while the last was forced to sit beside Liang Fei. Yet only the last girl received a glare from Xieren.

"Young master, let us feed you." The girls beside Xieren offered, holding up a snack to the man.

"I'm not crippled so why are you acting like that." He snapped, turning his head away. He'd have slapped the food away but he was never one to waste food.

"Xieren, don't be rude."

"Master, would you let them feed you?"

"No."

"Then why must I?"

"You can refuse if you wish." He stated, eating his own meal. "I just don't want you to be rude."

Xieren brightened up, happy his master wasn't scolding him for rejecting the women. If he was forced to accept, he would have been greatly frustrated by the act. If it was Shizun offering to feed him by hand, however.

Ah~ How nice would that be?

Still, he had to make himself clear about things.

"Shizun, you are too kind for this world. There are times one must be firm."

"And today is one of those times?" He whispered, wanting to preserve the girls dignity since they were only mere feet away as they spoke.

"Yes, otherwise they will not understand that I'm not interested." Xieren was absolutely sure he had no interest in theses ladies, shooing them away as he continued. "I want master to understand that I have no interest in them."

"That's what worries me." He sighed, feeling strange for having this conversation at all. To have it with them in the room was too much. How shameless could this child be? "Xieren, you are a grown man and shouldn't suppress your natural urges."

Xieren wanted to lie and say he wasn't but his eyes had drifted to Liang Fei's exposed neck as he ate. The smooth column begged for a bite, something to mark that unblemished skin and declare to the world that its owner was taken.

Liang Fei took a peek at the little blue bar beside Xieren's head, furrowing his brows as he saw it was shaking now, near to bursting at the seams. His student really was holding himself back!

"I'm not the best at this... kind of thing," He started, discretely gesturing to the ladies who watched them from across the table. "but I think it would be good for you to try and enjoy yourself with these ladies."

"These ladies? You want me to fuck them?!" He snarled, feeling disgusted at the thought of touching these women. Why would he degrade himself like that when the object of his desire was right in front of him?

Liang Fei resisted the urge to roll his eyes at the coarse wording. "If you must be vulgar about it, then yes."

"I refuse!"

"Xieren..."

"Shizun, this disciple is willing to follow your command on most things but not this." It would break his heart if his master forced him to... to even think about it made him sick.

"I see." Liang Fei sighed, not sure what to do. He briefly wondered if the man was just shy about his virginity and didn't want to do things like this. To be honest, neither did Liang Fei. He had nothing against prostitutes but surely someone's first time was to be special.

Yet Xieren was only stuck with him. What a shame.

The night carried on, with the ladies attempting to catch Xieren's attention but failing to get anything more than a huff or a derisive look. None could sway him.

So they could only do this one thing, a vile card that would surely be frowned upon. A special tea meant to invigorate one's passions and encourage union.

The man might not want any of them now but a few sips of their brew, and he'd be plowing through any willing woman.

They planned on giving the tea to the young masters older companion first, a handsome if not austere looking man. The reason being that no matter what was offered by them, their target always tasted everything in front of the elder before he could even glance at it.

They'd wanted to get the elder drunk so it would just be them and the handsome man yet he barely got a sip in before the cup was taken from the man.

"Master, are you trying to get drunk again?" He snapped, fearful of what his master would do if he got drunk again. He was very affectionate before and he refused to let others see that side of his master. "No wine for you."

"Eh, that was wine? But it tasted sweet."

"Wines can be sweet."

"I see." Liang Fei nodded, finally understanding why some women seemed to prefer wine. The only stuff he had drunk when he was alive was beer so he assumed all alcohol tasted like beer. Turns out sweet was also a flavor.

Who knew!?

(AN: Personally, I like spicy stuff, like scotch or vodka)

At present, the plan had been set and the spiked wine was placed in front of Liang Fei, who accepted it with little to no concern. While he hadn't been able to hold a conversation with the women, he'd been enjoying the company. For whatever reason, any time he tried to talk to the women, Xieren would cut in to ask him something.

Seeing that his student still acted shy and clung to him was heartwarming. Liang Fei wanted the man to branch out too but he felt a bit reluctant to let him go completely.

How was it that even when he was so grown he remained adorable?

Xieren had already taken the cup from his master, feeling that there was something up with it and intending to toss it. It was clear that it was suspicious and he refused to let these devious wenches do anything to his master.

Just as he was about to make his feelings known, he felt a hand run through his hair and his mind halted.

"Be good, okay?" Liang Fei said, enjoying that he could pet Xieren without the man getting annoyed. He'd been wanting to do so for a while and figured now was as good a time as any. That and he felt a little less restrained after that sip of wine.

(AN: LF has a very low tolerance for alcohol. He's just at the level of buzzed but not full-on drunk.)

"R-right." Xieren mumbled, watching his master stand to leave. His eyes remained on his retreating form, taking in every sway and motion as he walked out the room. He felt regret that his robe wasn't sheerer so he could take in his figure better. What a shame!

Without thinking, he drained the cup in his hand, not noticing the glint in the eyes of the women.

***

Liang Fei had left to relieve himself, needing more time to think. His plan to get Xieren laid wasn't going as well as he'd thought.

Xieren seemed completely uninterested in the women despite their clear interest and beauty. Liang Fei felt a similar lack of interest but that was mostly due to the age difference. While he understood that ancient times were different, his modern standards made it that he couldn't make himself pursue such young girls.

After hearing the ages of the women, Liang Fei felt like a monster for considering any of them as potential partners.

(AN: I imagine a lot of these women are in their midteens so LF feels uncomfortable about it.)

So now his own dilemma is two-fold. 

Staring down at the offending appendage, Liang Fei felt lost. He'd managed to ignore the erection for a while since the near brush of his neck but had to leave lest he be discovered. He could manage it himself but what could he use to get off? All the girls around him recently were too young for him to morally allow himself to think of.

He could try thinking about what had made him this way, to begin with, but...

Thinking about Xieren was not a good thing! He was his student. Moreover, he was male! It was way too much but...

His student did have a lovely voice, deep and melodious in ways that echoed through one's body. When he had held him before, Liang Fei felt warmer than ever before, wanting to bury himself in those arms and let his body react.

Then he breathed against his neck and-

Liang Fei had no clue when his hand had shifted downward, nor when he began to stroke himself but in the midst of his fantasy, how could he stop?

It was his first time jerking off since being reborn, so he was sensitive. His voice began to echo as he stroked himself, imagine someone's warm breath on his collar bone. In his fantasy, a soft mouth touched him there, kissing its way up until he reached his ear.

'Do you feel good, master?' The voice asked, its tone deep enough to burrow into Liang Fei's mind and send a shiver through his body. His hand clenched, eliciting a shaky moan from his lips.

'Ah, so you like it like that, eh?' The voice chuckled, its breath tickling his ear. 'Would you like me to touch you like that, shizun?'

Who could say what it was about that sentence that set him off? Was it the image? Or maybe the taboo of it all. Either way, Liang Fei was no match for it all and succumbed to his desires. His hand started stroking his erection rapidly, trying to reach his end quickly, his mouth covered as he came to realize how much noise he was making.

As stated before, this was Liang Fei's first time touching himself (in this body) in years so it didn't take much to push him over the edge. Covering his mouth, he kept his moan muffled as the pressure built within him and peaked.

His vision went white, feeling his cock tremble and pulse as he spilled his seed onto the floor. This went on for a while, forcing him to kneel as his legs gave up under him. After he recovered from his release, the elder felt mortified. Horrified even.

Had he...

He had, hadn't he?!

Agh, he'd actually jerked off to his student!!

W-what should he do? What could he do?! Surely this was a major failing on his part. Sure, Xieren was handsome and strong but he was also his student!

He could recall how sweetly Xieren would call out to him, staring up at him with such innocent eyes. Yet just as quickly, that sweet voice deepened until he could feel him growl his title.

Shizun.

Damn him and his vast imagination! He curled up against the wall, wanting to bang his face against it. It was too embarrassing! Too horrifying.

Worse yet, he got hard again!

***

It took Liang Fei a while to gather the courage to return to the room. He didn't try and take care of himself again, fearing what things his traitorous mind might supply as motivation. Thus, he chose to do what any man was wont to do.

Ignore the boner and pretend it wasn't there.

It wasn't a practice he was well versed in but it was his only saving grace. It was awkward at most.

Yet when he returned, the sight was a strange one indeed.

All three women were lying in a corner, seemingly piled there like sacks of flour while Xieren sat on the opposite side. His breath was labored and his cheeks flushed.

Liang Fei rushed over, concern over his student's well being overshadowing his desire to know why those girls were like that. A gentle hand to the man cheek roused Xieren from his daze, blazing eyes peeking through his bangs.

"Shizun?" Liang Fei shivered, disliking how his body reacted to just that. This was not the time for that.

"Xieren, are you alright?" He pressed a hand to the man's forehead. "You're burning up!"

"I'm... I'm fine." Xieren assured, shaking as he pressed himself against Liang Fei's hand. He resisted the urge to press it closer. Ah, he really wanted his master to touch him more.

"Don't lie to me." Liang Fei snapped, his hands roaming over him as if searching for the cause of Xieren's ailment. From the sound coming from Xieren, he wasn't sure if the junior was in pain or not. "Tell me what is wrong with you right now."

Xieren, with a heavy heart, pulled Liang Fei's hands away. If he let the man continue, he would definitely end up pushing him down and not letting him back up.

"It doesn't matter." He groaned. Xieren knew what he needed. He knew what those girls had wanted and he'd rather die than let them have their way. "You can't help me."

"Don't tell me what can and can't do." Unaware of how much danger he was in, Liang Fei took Xieren's hands, pressing it to his own chest. "I'm here for you."

For some reason, Xieren's eyes gleamed with an eerie light at his words. "Are you?"

"Yes!" While he might have had a lapse in judgment before with... that, he was still his teacher and wanted nothing more than to help his student. He absolutely refused to abandon this man.

Seeing the resolve in his eyes, a somewhat evil look flashed across his face. For just a second, Xieren truly looked the part of a demon. 

"Then...will you help me with this?" With their hands intertwined, Xieren pulled the elder's palm down until he could feel what the junior had been hiding since long before. The bulge under his robe throbbed and shook, equally excited to be touched.

"E-eh!" The elder jumped, shocked yet remaining still as he felt something massive pulsate under his hand. "Why-"

"Those women, they put something in my drink." He explained, lifting his hip to rub himself against his master's hand. "Probably to get me to fuck them."

Liang Fei's estimation of the girls plummeted, his disdain for them rivaling that of that damned system who screwed him over. Both of them were no good.

"I see." He mumbled, feeling strange as he listened to Xieren slowly rising grunts, his hip pressing into his palms more insistently. He tried to move his hand away. "Then we should get you to the other room and-"

His hand was snatched back, pressing harder onto Xieren's erection. The sound that came fro his lips sent a shiver throughout the elder's body, heat pooling his abdomen. Panting for breath, Xieren took hold of Liang Fei's cheek and pulled him close.

"Aren't you going to help me, master?" He pleaded, his hips still thrusting into Liang Fei's open palm. His breath was labored and his face flushed as he stared into those beautiful violet eyes. "You said you would."

"Yes! I..." Laing Fei was losing focus, the sight before him not one he was used to. Why did his student have to look so sexy like this?! It was very confusing to the elder. "I suppose I should... do something about..." His eyes peeked at the thing grinding against his hand. "that."

Perhaps it was in his nature to be predatory but Xieren couldn't help but preen at the look his master made while checking him out. So hot was that look, he wanted to strip just then.

But how could he not voice his opinion first?

"Why are you acting so shy?" He growled, teasing his master as he drew close. "This is nothing new, right?"

Liang Fei flinched, thinking Xieren might have known bout his indiscretion in the bathroom before he recalled what he was touching. Right, he meant a dick in general!

"Only my own. Touching someone else is new to me." Despite his words, his hand found Xieren's shaft with practiced ease. Even feeling it pulse against his hand, he felt little to no unsteadiness.

Ah, well it was the same hardware, even if it's on another body. He reasoned, undoing the ties in Xieren's robes. Having left the bath, they hadn't bothered to change into their other clothes so there was only one layer between them. 

Seeing it was very different from feeling it though, it would seem. Liang Fei jumped as the shaft burst forth as if to greet him as any disciple would to their master. It was long, thick and pulsated with heavily restrained energy.

The elder felt his body buzz with something akin to anticipation at the sight, though he couldn't fathom why.

"Shizun, you're staring." Xieren said after a few seconds of his masters gawking. While he loved being ogled, he'd much rather be fondled if the man had that much interest in his body.

"I-it can't be helped!" Liang Fei looked away, feeling very self-conscious about staring. What if Xieren thought him strange? "Seeing another man naked like this and being asked to 'help' with his erection is a new experience for me."

"It's my first time with a man as well." He snorted, thinking how adorable his master looked just then, his cheeks flushed even as his expressed remained stoic. It was absolutely making him look too delicious for words.

If he didn't stop, Xieren might very well push him down now.

Perhaps it was the wine he'd sipped or maybe the way Xieren had said those words, as if this first time was supposed to be the only time. Liang Fei would never truly be sure what possessed him to do what he did.

His hands itched as Liang Fei reached up to grab Xieren by the hair and pull him into a quick but light kiss.

(AN: This is actually where I planned on ending the chapter but I thought it'd be mean so I chose to finish what I started.)

Xieren was stunned stupid, staring blankly as Liang Fei pulled away, the elder's brows furrowed deeply as he tried to come up with an excuse for his actions. Anything really but none came. So he did the only thing he could.

He buried his face in Xieren's chest, hoping he could somehow think of a way to explain his actions. All the while, Xieren stared into space, his mind in another universe altogether.

Shizun, his simple and beloved master... had kissed him!

"Shizun..." He started, only now returning to the present. He grabbed hold of the elder's shoulders, wanting to look him in the eye even as he tried to resist the urge to ravage those lips for himself. "Do you know what you just did?"

"Yes." The elder whispered, feeling stupid for thinking he wouldn't be questioned.

"You... you kissed me!"

"You don't need to narrate everything. I'm aware of what I've done." And he wanted to die just thinking about it!

"What should this disciple do in response to Shizun feelings?" He challenged, feeling more joy than he recalled experiencing before. This was... this was amazing and he wasn't sure he could keep up.

"You don't need to think about it so much!" Liang Fei snapped, not liking that he was being teased. While he realized his lapse in judgment, he was still the elder here and he refused to let himself be treated in such a way.

With more strength than either expected, Liang Fei pushed Xieren onto his back, quickly straddling his stomach. Staring down at the younger man, Liang Fei felt a rush of excitement at the thought of having someone so much stronger than himself beneath him.

It was kind of sexy, seeing Xieren's hair flared out on the floor like a pair of outstretched wings. He liked the view.

Xieren felt a similar way, liking that his master was taking the lead just a bit. He could tell by the heated look in his lovely violet eyes that the elder man definitely liked what he saw. Xieren puffed up with pride, his hands reaching up at grab hold of those supple hips that begged for his touch.

Yet he was so casually rejected, Liang Fei swatting his hands away like a disobedient child.

"Shizun~" He couldn't help but whimper, his erection brushing against the man's back insistently. He wanted more contact but the elder kept his distance, firmly placing himself on Xieren's stomach.

"Oi, what do you think you're doing?" He chided, staring down at the Xieren as if he wasn't sitting on the man and instead, sat upon a throne. Xieren felt a shudder run through him as his cock trembled in the open air.

"Eh?"

"Do you think that by grabbing my hips, you can do as you like?" Liang Fei leaned down, holding himself up with his hands beside Xieren's head. The younger man's heart was racing, loving this kind of Shizun, the one who was active and dominant.

"N-no, I-" He tried but was cut off by the elder.

"Did I say you could grab me?" Liang Fei leaned in closer, whisperings in his ear. He felt the younger man arch his back so they could be touching but moved away just before he could.

"No."

"So you are being disobedient again?"

"Yes, I mean..." Xieren nearly choked on his words, his attention on his master who was undressing them both. It took only a second to reveal his bare chest to the slowly warming room. Liang Fei, seemingly pleased with the sight of the man's abs, made a sound of admiration.

"Perhaps I should punish you as I said I would." He offered, running his hands from Xieren's collar bone down his chest. His nail barely grazed the young man but he openly moaned as they descend.

Xieren knew what his master intended. As much as he claimed to be punishing him, Shizun only wanted to help him. His straining cock had been untouched since before and begged for even the most casual contact.

Xieren was tempted to let him do it. If his master's punishment was anything like before, Xieren would definitely love it. Being teased and caressed until his mind went blank and his voice echoed through the halls.

He'd absolutely love a second chance at that but not right now.

"I'm sorry." He cried, grabbing Liang Fei's hand before he could touch his cock. The junior protested, twitching as it too desired such a 'punishment' but Xieren couldn't let himself be so weak this time. "I promise, I promise I'll be good. Please!"

Liang Fei cocked a brow. "Please?"

"Please Shizun, let me make you feel good." He begged, his hand clenching as they landed on the elder's thighs. He (LF) let out a moan at the touch but remained still atop him, pushing his hair from his face.

"And you think you can you do that?" He challenged, curious to see what his student would say.

"Absolutely." Xieren promised, sitting up so they were chest to chest. "Shizun will be crying out for more, begging for me to continue."

Xieren had been thinking about this for days, wanting to avenge himself for that night where he was at his master's mercy. Despite how much he'd enjoyed himself, he knew Shizun hadn't gotten anything out of it.

He refused to let that be the case now.

Liang Fei stared the man down, thinking about it. Should he? He'd much prefer it if he was the one in charge, as he wanted Xieren to feel good.

Then again, he too was horny and wanted to enjoy himself. That one release in the bathroom wasn't nearly enough to satiate him. Days of being turned on was driving him crazy and he refused to decline something that would finally satisfy him.

"If you think you can, then show me." He challenged, wrapping his arms around Xieren's shoulders. Without a word, Xieren lifted Liang Fei and sat him down on the table, sweep the dishes from its surface.

"Lie back." 

Liang Fei did as he was told, shivering as the cool surface touched his bare skin. Now that he was on display, he felt a bit self-conscious, squirming a bit.

Xieren placed a hand on his thigh, stilling his movements. While he adored the sight, he wanted to touch his master more. Here he was, laid out like a present. A calloused hand stroked the length of the elders' thigh, squeezing it so his hand sunk into the thick muscles beneath.

Ah, this was it. The legs he'd been dreaming about having wrapped around his ears since he was a teen. Right before his eyes. How could he resist touching and exploring this body?

***

Liang Fei was losing his mind.

He'd allowed Xieren to take the lead but all he was doing was staring and stroking his legs. He didn't dislike it though, definitely not that. He just wished the man would stop teasing him like this. It was cruel.

Xieren watched his master squirm under his touch, trying to entice him to touch the junction where his legs met yet he refrained, wanting to learn more about his master's body. Where he liked being touched the most.

Still, watching the man's cock bounce with impatience every time his hands drew near was greatly enticing. He leaned in close, pressing shoulders in so Liang Fei's legs couldn't close. High on the man's inner thigh, there was a small scar, faint from age.

Obviously, he had to bite it.

"Ah!" Liang Fei cried out, his back arching off the table. He hadn't expected to be bitten but also found himself not disliking it either. So close to the place he wanted to be touched but... "X-Xieren!"

"Shizun, you too have many scars." He growled, staring up from between his legs. "Are these proof of your courage as well?"

"Huh?" The elder was dazed, only half listening. Why was Xieren stopping to talk? "Y-yes, they are but... perhaps another time, we can discuss this?" He insisted, placing a bare foot onto Xieren's shoulder.

"As you wish, master." He breathed, leaning in to kiss the sack trembling before his eyes. His master cried out, thrusting his hips forward, clearly wanting more.

Xieren was eager to deliver.

Kisses, both gentle and heated, rained down upon his pubic area, eliciting all kinds of sounds from his master. Each sound drove Xeiren further into madness, his mind and body demanding a release lest he do something rash.

Taking himself in hand, Xieren continued to use his mouth on the older man. Whether it was his lips, his tongue or his fangs, there was not one place left untouched by them all.

What truly set the man off was when he finally took Liang Fei's cock into his mouth, his hot tongue pressing hard into the shaft.

"AH!" The elder screamed, sending a rush of pleasure through Xieren that had him clenching his fist around the base of his shaft to keep from finishing too fast. Ah, his master lovely voice was way too arousing.

Meanwhile, Liang Fei was trying to overcome his own struggle. He'd never received a blowjob before, his past girlfriends finding the practice dull and unappealing. He'd never pushed, feeling somewhat disappointed but willing to compromise. He'd just told himself he wasn't missing anything.

Boy, was he wrong.

He doubted Xieren was an expert since he was a virgin but considering Liang Fei's lack of experience in this, his student's ministrations were nigh godly. Every stroke and lick sent shivers throughout the older man's body, making him unconsciously move.

The fact he was trying to get closer to Xieren's mouth was too embarrassing to think about, so he chose not to. He let his body move as it wished, his calves dancing across Xieren's back as he was pulled deeper and deeper into Xieren's mouth.

It was so good, too good. He was going crazy!

Yet to his dismay, Xieren stopped. It took a moment of panting to notice as his climax receded, a muffled whine erupting from the elder man. He stared down at Xieren, who stared back with a pout.

"Shizun, why are you holding back? I want to hear your sweet cries." The younger man chided, pulling Liang Fei's hand from his mouth. 

The older man had been covering his mouth since that first touch, hating himself for making that sound. How could he not? It was bad enough Xieren had to relieve his frustrations with a man. To make noise would just be troublesome for Xieren.

Liang Fei shook his head, attempting to free his trembling hands from Xieren's grip. Xieren held tight, regaining the elder's attention once more.

"No? Why not?" He continued, pulling the elder's slender hands closer and nipping one finger. Liang Fei's shaft jumped at the action, apparently liking the feeling. Xieren seemingly paid no mind to this, staring straight into Liang Fei's eyes. "Did you not enjoy it when I made those sounds. I moaned just as desperately but I obeyed your command and didn't hold back. Won't you give me that? Have I not been good?"

The elder frowned, not understanding his words but nodding anyway.

"X-Xieren, you've been good." Ah, he's been more than good. His mind was still buzzing from how close to an ejaculation he'd been.

"I have, haven't I?" Xieren perked up at the praise, nearly purring with pleasure. "So don't I deserve a reward?"

"Reward?"

"Yes, let me hear you." He pressed, an evil smile gracing his lip. "Cry out for me, beg me."

"For what?"

"To stop? To continue. Or just beg me. Gods, I'd love to hear you plead." He growled, pinning Liang Fei's wrists to the table as he descended upon the shaft before him.

For the next hour, Xieren enjoyed the continued melody of his master cries. He kept his word, eliciting his master's pleas like how a master musician would envoke a symphony with a few flicks of the wrist.

His absolute favorites were when he cried out his name.

"Xieren, please more- like that, yes."

"Xieren! P-please, no more. It's too much!"

Perhaps in some deep part of himself, Xieren wished to avenge himself, having been in his master's place just days prior. Pinned in place and pleasured in way that made the mind go blank and his throat hoarse from screaming.

No one could say he wasn't just a bit petty.

***

Liang Fei laid on the table that used to be covered in food. Hours prior, before he had been wrung dry, he'd thought just jerking off to his student would be the most shameful thing he'd do that night.

Yet now he lay panting on the hardwood surface, trying to catch his breath. He'd lost count of how many orgasms he'd had. Why bother when they began to blend together, his haughty student refusing to let the elder rest even as his back arched and his toes curled.

Ah, Xieren really was a demon.

What he felt was pressing at the moment was the strange feeling he'd only just now noticed, having recovered some of his mental faculties after being mercifully released from Xieren's endless blowjob. He wasn't sure when it started but at some point, he'd felt something filling his butt in ways he wasn't familiar with. The pressure he felt below him wasn't bad but it was a strange feeling. What made it worse was that it was now moving.

"X-Xieren! What is-" He tried but stopped when that thick appendage moved, seemingly in different directions. Was that... Was he..!? "Are... are those your fingers?!"

"Ah, Shizun you finally noticed." He chuckled, pressing a kiss to the man's inner thigh. His fingers were busy preparing his master for the main event. As expected, it was a tight fit. "Yes, I have to loosen this part up or else it'll be hard for you."

"Is that necessary?" He mumbled, feeling nervous. He'd assumed just stroking might not be enough but this was...

Would he be able to do that?!

"Yes. This won't go down just with me stroking it." Xieren explained, sitting up so they were waist to waist. With labored breath, he pressed his thick shaft onto Liang Fei's thigh. So close to his own, there really was no comparison.

Yet seeing it so close to his entrance, the elder felt somewhat fearful. Would such a thing fit? Wouldn't he die?! Surely he would!!

Seeing the question blazing in his master's eyes, Xieren chuckled, feeling himself fall deeper in love with this man. He was too adorable. He pulled his fingers out, sure that his master was ready. If not, well such was life.

"That's why I've been preparing you, Shizun. So it doesn't hurt. " He assured, leaning over to kiss Liang Fei's collar bone, Perhaps later, he'd get the chance to properly give his attention to this part of Shizun but for now... "You loosened up quite a bit every time you came."

Liang Fei chose not to dignify that with an answer. What could he say to that anyway? Yet he was getting more excited now, despite his numerous orgasms. There was this thick thing pressing up against him, begging to get inside him. While he was sure there would be pain, something deep inside him assured him it would also feel good.

Xieren had promised he'd feel good so it must, right?!

Yet even as the elder stared, waiting for it, nothing happened. The anticipation was killing him yet this student of his keeping him waiting!?

"Shizun... Are you sure about this?" Xieren asked, his heart racing. He couldn't be any harder if he tried but being so close to his goal was nerve-wracking. "If I do this-"

"Are you going back on your word?" The elder snapped, wrapping his legs around Xieren's waist.

"Eh?" Xieren felt his heart jump, Liang Fei pulling him close by the hair until they were nose to nose.

"You said you'd make me feel good, didn't you?" He said, brows deeply furrowed even as his face was tinged pink. "That's why I let you take the lead despite you being so willfully disobedient."

"I did but..."

"Then do it. I want you to feel good so let's share in the pleasure." He then cocked a brow. "Or do you want me to do it? To guide you inside?"

"Shizun~"Even without a coherent response, his hard cock twitching at the suggestion made it clear that Xieren liked that idea very much.

"Fine, but you had better take responsibility for winding me up like this yet making me do the hard part." Without another word, Liang Fei reached back to do as he'd claimed. Feeling the tip pressing against his entrance, excitement raced through the elder man.

In a single move, he slammed himself down onto Xieren, making them both gasp at the sudden intrusion. Xieren hands clenched on Liang Fei's thighs, his nails digging in so hard, there were sure to be marked there later.

The two men sat in stunned silence, neither anticipating that this act would drive them so far up the wall. Xieren was reeling, his mind tossing side every other sexual encounter before this point. There was nothing he could think of that could even compare to this moment of triumph and joy.

Much like Xieren, Liang Fei's mind had gone blank, his sole focus being the hard shaft buried deep in a place no one had ever even thought about, let alone touched. Surely, it wasn't supposed to be like this. Xieren had promised he'd feel good but this...

This was crazy good!

Before the older man could gather his wits, his partner grew impatient and lifted him up, only to slam him back down. The elder's eyes rolled back as he abruptly came, his seed landing on Xiren's chest. Liang Fei trembled, trying to catch his breath. With shaking arms, he tried to lift himself up, hoping to get away from the overstimulation but was stopped by Xieren. 

"Shizun, why are you trying to move away?" He cooed, leaning up to run his tongue up Liang Fei's neck. The elder shivered, his would-be softening cock hardening between them once more. "Are you not satisfied with just this?"

The older man shook his head, trying to think but his mind was too out of it. If he'd just give him a second, he could think. "W-wait, I can't-"

"No, I'm not waiting anymore." Xieren snarled, his eyes watching every subtle shift on his masters face. It was absolutely beautiful and he wanted to see more. "I warned you I wouldn't be able to stop if we started. So be silent and let me drive you mad."

Xieren was a man on a mission. Having finally gotten what he wanted, there was nothing that could stop him from plundering the treasure that was Liang Fei. Even when the man above him shuddered from his second climax untouched, Xieren didn't stop.

It was only after the fourth orgasm that his master's pleas grew silent, replaced by loud moans and cries. It was absolute music to his ears. But he couldn't be satisfied like this. His master had gotten tired fast, now limply lying on Xieren chest, trying to catch his beath.

Stilling his thrusts for a moment, Xieren rolled them over until Liang Fei's back was pressed onto the floor. His legs laid limp over Xieren's as he kissed the tears from his master's cheek.

"Shizun, you aren't finished with just that, are you?" He teased, running a gentle hand over his master's head. Even as hard as he was, he couldn't help but admire the dazed look in the man's eyes. Despite how many times his master had come, his cock stayed hard, valiantly trying to keep up. It was too cute."I haven't come once yet."

Violet eyes widened at the statement, desperately trying to find any falsehood yet finding none. He wasn't sure how much more he could take if Xieren still wasn't done yet.

"Eh? S-surely you must have-"

"Demons have a notoriously strong sex drive." He informed the man, grabbing hold of his waist once more. As he thought, he could already see the marks left by his fingers appearing on his masters' skin.

He'd marked him in the way that only a lover could. Xieren purred, wanting to brand him right then and there. 

In a moment of brief coherence, just before his mind left him, Liang Fei realized how badly he'd messed up. Liang Fei was a smart guy so he was very good at math. Yet the equation that had been staring him in the face that he hadn't been paying attention to was now evident.

A: Xieren is a demon which means he already has a high libido.

B: The drugs he'd been given heightens one sex drive.

A plus B equal...

"Shit."

*****

AN: on a personal note, I do subscribe to this belief about scars. I have some from a life-saving operation I had when I was young and every time I see the scars, I smile. I think 'these marks are proof that despite the odds, I survived and can live now because of those who saved me.'

Also, this apple shall be binge watching some 2001 Cyborg 009 dubs off youtube. I've haven't watched that show since I was a kid~