The Grasping Darkness and Saving Hands

by valkyrieshepard

Chapter 5

Summary:

After the three's first foray into intimacy, they travel further towards their destination - playing around in the process. There, the enchantment of the magical forest draws them further together.

Notes:

Here we go guys, they bang.

Shen Qingqiu was properly spoiled.

 

 

After their first foray into sexual pleasures, he had been cleaned up gently and sweetly by his two partners. And it seemed that the two were going back to their little rivalry, which he was the centre of attention of. While he had tried to mediate between them at first, he realised that it was much better for himself if he did not.

 

 

During breakfast, which they took in their room, Luo Binghe fed him lovingly.

 

 

“Does shizun like the food?,” he asked. “Otherwise, this disciple will go and make something better.”

 

 

“It is well enough,” Shen Qingqiu replied with a smile. “Though of course it doesn’t match Binghe’s cooking.”

 

 

There was nothing more delightful than praising this little pup. He broke out into a wide grin, and Shen Qingqiu swore that he saw a wagging tail just for a moment. This time he wasn’t able to hold back and he reached out to give Luo Binghe’s chin a little scratch. To his delight, the pup enjoyed this as much as he did.

 

 

“This disciple is much better at cooking than shishu is,” Luo Binghe said, glancing at said shishu.

 

 

“Bah, what are you, a housewife?,” Liu Qingge flushed but also rolled his eyes. “Of course I don’t know how to cook, I have more important things to take care of.”

 

 

“But shizun loves my cooking,” Luo Binghe shot right back. “Shizun is happy to have it every day.”

 

 

“Now, we each have our own strengths,” Shen Qingqiu said wisely. “There’s no point in competing.”

 

 

“Because shishu would lose,” Luo Binghe replied. “We know this.”

 

 

Ah well, considering their martial might… yes of course Luo Binghe would win. Considering their cooking might… that would also go to Luo Binghe. At this moment he struggled a little to find something that Liu Qingge actually was better at. Conversation surely wasn’t it either…

 

 

“Ah erm…,” Shen Qingqiu stammered, but Liu Qingge, despite his blush, did not say anything. Instead he just leaned over to refill his shixiong’s tea cup. “Thank you, shidi.”

 

 

His eyes met Liu Qingge’s eyes, and could not look away. Suddenly he was mesmerised, noticing for the first time how long and elegant his lashes were. When he felt his shidi’s hand on the small of his back, he had to take in a small breath. His ears burned a little, thinking of Luo Binghe right by his side. But oh, he really wanted to kiss his shidi again.

 

 

He had gotten far too used to this little cultivation world. His own mind already shamed him for wanting to kiss so frivolously - even if they were in private, even if they had just gotten very naughty with each other! It was a strange thought to have, so Shen Qingqiu steeled himself against it.

 

 

Since he had not needed to use any utensils, his fan was still in his hand and he gently placed it under Liu Qingge’s chin. Who swallowed, looking at him intensely. But he caught on, let himself be drawn closer so that Shen Qingqiu could finally lean in and kiss him.

 

 

He could always marvel at how soft Liu Qingge’s lips were, and how different it was to kiss him. His shidi was still rather self conscious about this, letting Shen Qingqiu take the lead when it came to their pace. Earlier, he had almost been unable to kiss back when he had tried to deepen the kiss, so Shen Qingqiu did so very slowly. His shidi gasped a little when they parted their lips, and their tongues finally met - almost pulling back completely. But Shen Qingqiu did not let him, the grip on his fan tightening as he pressed it against his shidi’s chin again.

 

 

“More,” he all but ordered.

 

 

“Mn.”

 

 

He could practically feel the heat radiating from Liu Qingge’s cheeks. So Shen Qingqiu tossed his fan away, and wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him closer that way. He threw himself back into the kiss, his enthusiasm slowly washing over to his partner as well. It was exciting to be someone’s first! To feel the confidence slowly growing, the skill building up. Liu Qingge was so exceedingly gentle with him, even his hands only remained on his waist, gently holding but not bruising or pulling.

 

 

They were both panting a little when they had to pull back for air, and Liu Qingge slowly mirrored Shen Qingqiu’s smile.

 

 

“Shidi’s getting good at it,” he murmured.

 

 

“Shixiong is a great teacher,” Liu Qingge replied.

 

 

“Oh nonsense, you’re a natural~,” Shen Qingqiu sighed. Then leaned in for another quick peck for good measure.

 

 

“Shizuuuun~,” came a whine from the other side then. When he turned back to Luo Binghe, he looked like a sad, abandoned puppy. “Is he better than me at kissing?”

 

 

“You are both very different,” Shen Qingqiu replied diplomatically, nodding to himself. Though of course he also made sure his husband was supplied with plenty of kisses. “Mn, yes very different. This master adores both ways equally.”

 

 

It seemed with that his puppy- ah, husband, was content. Liu Qingge of course, was not as jealous, but a little insecure as well. Shen Qingqiu found this out when they continued to travel, and their little rivalry continued. Luo Binghe was quite bold with his flirting, now that he had his husband’s permission to do so while on the road, even if there were others around. His hands often wandered places they were not supposed to, so Shen Qingqiu could slap his hand with his fan and “scold” him. In truth this was a well known play between them, and he was not really mad or opposed.

 

 

Liu Qingge on the other hand, though wanting to challenge Luo Binghe in this game, grew more and more quiet. For a while he had been riding next to them so that they could talk through the carriage’s window, but Shen Qingqiu had lost sight of him. Having given his husband plenty of attention, he leaned out and saw him ride up ahead.

 

 

“Shidi~,” he called out, and Liu Qingge obediently returned. “Come let me ride with you.”

 

 

“But there is only one horse,” his shidi replied.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu grinned.

 

 

“I know.”

 

 

They briefly stopped, and Shen Qingqiu was lifted on top of the horse, while Luo Binghe climbed into the driver’s seat so that he could still have an eye on the two. Then they kept riding along. Shen Qingqiu, sitting sideways like the refined young lady of a noble clan, behind him, Liu Qingge, the respectable future husband.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu was amused to no end whenever people passed them by and gave them strange looks.

 

 

Go on, look at my harem! Hahaha!

 

 

For a while it was quite peaceful. But as soon as he did not have to manage the two of them, silence was filled by his thoughts. None of them, he soon came to know, were any good. For a moment he thought he had left his old nemesis behind again, but it seemed as soon as there was quiet, depression reared its ugly head. After all, was he really capable of making them both happy? Luo Binghe already was a handful, but the two… truly did not like each other. But because of him they were forced to spend time together now.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu sighed.

 

 

“Is everything alright?,” Liu Qingge asked.

 

 

Another thing had just entered his mind.

 

 

“This morning… this shixiong was rather forward,” he said softly. “Was that… was that alright for you?”

 

 

“Y-yes, of course…”

 

 

“It’s just that shidi mentioned living ascetic before so… this… this shixiong just took that away-”

 

 

“I wanted you to,” Liu Qingge blurted out. Shen Qingqiu turned to look at him better. “It’s not that… that I had no interest at all. Only, my interest was simply always you.”

 

 

Really, the definition of ‘Shen Qingqiu-sexual’.

 

 

“So Liu-shidi would like to do more?,” he continued to ask, earning a very red faced nod in reply. “Promise me you will tell me if I do something that you do not like.”

 

 

Again, Liu Qingge nodded.

 

 

“I doubt there could be such a thing,” he whispered, and reached to take his hand.

 

 

Again Shen Qingqiu was so mesmerised by those deep blue eyes that did not avoid his gaze. His hand was lifted, but their eyes were fixed, and to his surprise Liu Qingge did not kiss it. No, he merely brushed his lips against it, like a feather light caress.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu had to sigh again.

 

 

“Shidi is very romantic,” he whispered. “I like that.”

 

 

And so they quite literally rode into the sunset, this time unable to find a proper inn to rest at. But there was a relatively sheltered place off the side of the road, where the horses could rest, and the three masters could camp.

 

 

“Shizun will take the carriage,” Luo Binghe said firmly. “And we will take watch.”

 

 

“Ah, is that really necessary?,” Shen Qingqiu wondered. “Why not all share the carriage? Nothing will happen.”

 

 

“No, no, we best make sure,” Liu Qingge replied, already keeping an eye on the surrounding area. “I’ll take the first. Luo Binghe, I’ll wake you later.”

 

 

“Mn. Go on, shizun.”

 

 

He held out his hand to help him step back into the carriage, but Shen Qingqiu was stunned for a moment. Had these two… just… agreed????

 

 

What the fuck?!

 

 

“Shizun,” Luo Binghe called out to him, and finally he took his hand.

 

 

Still stunned, he saw that the pup had taken their time setting up the area to move some things around inside. The small table had been removed, and plenty of blankets had been arranged into a comfortable little nest for him to lie on. How resourceful!

 

 

“Since your shishu is taking the first watch, how about you keep this master company?,” Shen Qingqiu said after settling in, reaching out to invite his husband to join him. It was time to shower him with attention now.

 

 

And Luo Binghe was more than eager. Like a large pup that was unaware of its size, he came to lie on Shen Qingqiu’s chest, who huffed a little feeling all that weight of muscle on him. But in a way that weight was comforting too.

 

 

“You’ve been such a good boy,” Shen Qingqiu praised him, idle hands playing with the curly hair. “You are so kind to this master. And your shishu.”

 

 

Luo Binghe was uncharacteristically quiet, so that the anxiousness rose within him again.

 

 

“Binghe… why did you agree?”

 

 

It took another few moments for him to reply, and Shen Qingqiu’s heart beat faster with anxiousness.

 

 

“I told shizun I went deeper into his dream realm. There… was a memory,” Luo Binghe replied very quietly, so that even Liu Qingge could not hear. “Shishu was very pathetic, really. Begging you to stay… I just want shizun to be happy.”

 

 

That… was an abrupt change of topic, from his shishu to his shizun. Liu Qingge had acted pathetically…? And previously Luo Binghe had admitted that they were quite alike after all. Shen Qingqiu mused on how this all worked together, what this little pup’s logic could be. He saw himself in his shishu, so he had developed a small soft spot for him? Was there hope for some affection between them after all?

 

 

“Binghe, just tell me one thing,” Shen Qingqiu said softly, his hands playing with Luo Binghe’s hair, which they both adored. “Will this master truly be able to make you happy this way?”

 

 

This time, the answer did not wait for long.

 

 

“Of course. I still have shizun.”

 

 

“You… you would not lie to me, Binghe?,” he felt his throat close up, tears welling up in his eyes.

 

 

Luo Binghe sat up abruptly, looking down at him. For a moment he looked alarmed, then his large hand came to his cheek to wipe away a tear.

 

 

“I absolutely would never lie to shizun again,” he replied. “That is in the past. I already promised, didn’t I?”

 

 

“I- This- this master knows,” Shen Qingqiu took in a deep breath, trying to calm himself again. “B-binghe, you heard us talk about this illness, didn’t you?”

 

 

Luo Binghe nodded, now coming to hold his hand as if he were a man on his deathbed. He clutched it tightly.

 

 

“It will come back, every now and then,” Shen Qingqiu explained, those words settling in his own stomach like a bag of coal. It hurt to say it out loud, but he knew it was true.

 

 

“Like Without A Cure?,” Luo Binghe asked, and Shen Qingqiu slowly nodded.

 

 

“It… It makes me doubt everything,” he looked down to where their fingers were now intertwined. “This master knows his disciple made a mature decision that he thought of well but I… I am so scared you will not be happy. That it is all my fault for being so selfish and greedy.”

 

 

Luo Binghe slowly shook his head, his long, curly hair bouncing a little with the movement. How beautiful his disciple was…

 

 

“Shizun is none of these things,” he replied softly, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead. “Otherwise, this disciple would have said something. I promise shizun that I am happy. I’ll promise it again when shizun needs me to.”

 

 

My good pup …

 

 

“Hold me…,” Shen Qingqiu sat up a little, but his disciple was already there to scoop him up into his embrace. It was steady and strong, perfect for reassurances. “Thank you, Binghe. Thank you.”

 

 

“Shizun is very welcome,” he replied, one finger coming to his forehead, then slowly caressing down his nose. The movement was a little strange at first, but when he did it again it felt somewhat nice, and Shen Qingqiu felt himself grow drowsy.

 

 

“Mhhh… this a spell…?,” he slurred his words, already on his way to blissful sleep.

 

 

“Mn. A small one. Mother used to…”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu did not hear the rest of that sentence. His head lolled to the side, caressed gently, to pass out against Luo Binghe’s large chest. Whatever kind of spell that had been, it was very effective. He only woke when he felt a certain absence against his body, and it took him a while to remember where he was, and whose voices he heard outside.

 

 

“Nothing came up,” Liu Qingge’s voice was soft, gentle. “This area does appear to be calm.”

 

 

There was no reply, and a step was taken towards the carriage, but then Luo Binghe did speak up.

 

 

“How did you know to touch him like that?,” he blurted out, and the footsteps stopped.

 

 

“What are you talking about?,” Liu Qingge asked back.

 

 

“Shizun. This morning. How did you know to touch him like that?,” Luo Binghe asked again, and Shen Qingqiu froze a little. They were talking about him! “Shizun liked that.”

 

 

“Oh.” Liu Qingge paused, and Shen Qingqiu imagined them both blushing at the topic of conversation. “I… merely thought that it would be better to remain careful rather than hurt him. His expression made it quite clear what he liked.”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu’s heart melted a little at that. If only that child had thought like that the first time they had been together. But Luo Binghe’s nature was to be a little more aggressive, and he had learned to love that. To be treated so tenderly by his shidi though, had its own unique pleasures.

 

 

“Oh.” It was Luo Binghe’s turn then. “Alright. Shishu may continue like that.”

 

 

He had to hold back his laughter then, pressing a hand to his mouth. How gracious of you, Binghe! To ‘allow’ a natural like that to do as he please! How hilarious this was! Luo Binghe had certainly gotten better at kissing and making love to him, but Liu Qingge certainly was very different. To think that after all this time resenting him, Luo Binghe was now properly learning from his shishu!

 

 

Thankfully he had a lot of practice posing while actually freaking out internally, so Shen Qingqiu laid back down quickly, pretending to sleep when he heard his shidi entering the carriage. Only when he was a little closer did he act as if he had just woken up. The tender way Liu Qingge looked down at him startled him a little.

 

 

“Apologies for waking shixiong up,” Liu Qingge whispered. “Please, go back to sleep. It… helps, doesn’t it?”

 

 

“Not always,” Shen Qingqiu replied honestly. “But Binghe has the ability to let me sleep without dreams. If it is restful like that, then it can help.”

 

 

His hand sneaked its way towards Liu Qingge’s, teasing its fingertips, then tugging it closer to be able to hold it. Shen Qingqiu in that moment earnestly hoped that his shidi would never stop blushing, for it made him even more beautiful.

 

 

“Falling asleep being held also helps,” he teased with a smile.

 

 

Liu Qingge took the enormous hint and immediately settled in by his side. He had not properly held Shen Qingqiu before, had only watched Luo Binghe do so. But it didn’t take them long to settle in, for Shen Qingqiu to rest on his chest. There, he could listen to that fluttering heartbeat that reminded him of his own.

 

 

“Shidi’s so nervous,” he muttered, hand idly caressing his chest.

 

 

“A- a good kind of nervous,” Liu Qingge replied.

 

 

“I’m glad, really glad…”

 

 

He made the mistake of looking up again. Really, he was surrounded by men that were simply unfairly handsome. And since this thing with Liu Qingge was still so new, he couldn’t help but lose himself in that beauty that was a mere inch away from him.

 

 

“May I kiss shixiong?,” Liu Qingge whispered, almost already against his lips.

 

 

“Shidi does not need to ask-”

 

 

And then they were already kissing. He was still so gentle at first, and even remained so when their kiss deepened. It was well enough, that Shen Qingqiu did not sleep much more that night, afraid that he would fall back into the trap of sleeping all day and worsening his moods. Instead most of that night was spent making out like teenagers. Exploring each other gently, without the need of escalating it any further. His shidi was still so innocent after all.

 

 

The two nodded off for a few hours until the sun rose, when their lips were a little too reddened from all their kissing. But though Shen Qingqiu had doubts here and there, the next few days of their trip remained peaceful. They were travelling further south, enjoying the rise in temperature. Of course they had anticipated this, and brought lighter robes to change into. This however did not stop them from going shopping when they finally arrived at the largest town quite close to the forest that was their destination.

 

 

Liu Qingge and he had been here before, so it was still somewhat familiar even though quite a few years had passed. That familiarity mixed pleasantly with new shops and people to explore here, and Shen Qingqiu’s heart felt quite light, the voices in his mind silenced for the time being. He had initially only wanted to take a look at a jade pendant from a street stall, when his eyes had fallen on new robes on display at a nearby shop.

 

 

It seemed that his companions had noticed his gaze too.

 

 

“Does shizun want to buy some?,” Luo Binghe leaned into his field of vision, smiling sweetly. “This disciple will buy shizun anything he wants!”

 

 

What am I, a kept woman? Ahahaha …

 

 

He kind of was, though. For a moment he pondered whether to smack Luo Binghe or not, which he also seemed to anticipate. But he ultimately decided against it.

 

 

“This master is quite capable of buying what he wants himself,” he nodded to himself. Not that he thought on bringing money. Luo Binghe, through all his conquering, was quite loaded and usually paid for things. “But I could use some opinions. Shall we?”

 

 

In a moment of daring, he held out both his arms, expecting to be led inside. Luo Binghe was quick to jump and take one, and even Liu Qingge followed his lead. Shen Qingqiu couldn’t help his smile as he was led inside the shop, feeling as if nothing could bring him down at that moment. Not when there were two men he loved so dearly looking at him with such gentle gazes.

 

 

“Aiyah~ so many handsome gentlemen in my shop!”

 

 

A rather small young man jumped down from the shop’s counter, where he had been mending a light pink garment. He swiftly put some of the needles from his hand into the bun on his head, some dark hair still falling into his face. A streak of grey ran through it, adding to his charm. The three gave him a small bow.

 

 

“Some of your garments attracted our attention,” Shen Qingqiu said, lazily fanning himself as he walked through the large store. Every robe, every piece of clothing here was exquisitely made. He could see the embroidery on each was top notch. What a find!

 

 

“Xiansheng ah… likes these types of garments?,” the man asked as he followed him at a distance, leaning in a little closer.

 

 

These types…? Shen Qingqiu took a closer look, getting an overview of this store. These were… well, a little feminine, he supposed. The embroidery, now that he took it in as a whole, often depicted flowers. He flushed a little, realising all this. But still he could not help it - he liked them all, especially the pastel colours.

 

 

“I think shizun would look lovely in all of them,” Luo Binghe nodded to himself firmly. “He would turn even more heads than usual.”

 

 

Not because of what you think … Ah, but he is so sweet.

 

 

Liu Qingge seemed to take in the implication of wearing these out in the open a little more, but he walked towards one mannequin that was wrapped in a stunning pastel blue robe. The turquoise accents made it almost seem as if it was made for Cang Qiong Mountain sect. He carefully touched the light sleeves, holding them up to inspect, then also nodded to himself.

 

 

“This one,” he said, looking at Shen Qingqiu.

 

 

It was true that the style wasn’t as feminine as some of the others. He might possibly get away with wearing this without coming off as too much of a queer. (Of course, having two men on his arms would not help, but this was another topic to consider another time.)

 

 

“A fine choice,” the store keep nodded, ready to take it off so Shen Qingqiu could try it on. But Luo Binghe had other ideas.

 

 

“No, no, this one would suit shizun much better.”

 

 

He was standing by another mannequin, this one was clothed in a pale pink with red accents. There was an air of wedding about it, and Shen Qingqiu knew this was exactly why Luo Binghe liked it. If it were up to him he would marry his shizun every day - and celebrate the wedding night along with it!

 

 

“Nonsense, he can’t walk around in this!,” Liu Qingge immediately got a little red, whether due to embarrassment or anger was a little unclear. “He’ll look like- like-”

 

 

A whore?, Shen Qingqiu wanted to offer, but stood back to watch them instead.

 

 

“What would he look like?!,” Luo Binghe demanded, stepping closer to his shishu. “The only word shishu should consider is ‘beautiful’.”

 

 

“You know exactly how!,” Liu Qingge shot back. “I am merely looking out for his reputation! Not everyone is as shameless as you!”

 

 

As they continued to argue, the shop keep came up to Shen Qingqiu, having to stand a little on tiptoe to speak to him quietly.

 

 

“I am not sure if xiansheng is lucky to have these two or not…,” he muttered, and Shen Qingqiu had to hide his choked laughter behind his fan.

 

 

“Sometimes I am not sure myself,” he whispered back, winking. “Shen Qingqiu.”

 

 

“Zhou Yan.” The two introduced each other, now finally Shen Qingqiu spoke up again.

 

 

“That’s enough, that’s enough!” To their credit, the two immediately stopped arguing to look at him. “This master will try on both, and then we can decide.”

 

 

“Mine first, shizun!” - “No, mine!”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu rolled his eyes.

 

 

He had to snatch the robes from both of them, and turned towards Zhou Yan, who gestured for him to follow him. He was then led into a much smaller room with a separator, and a mirror on one side. Shen Qingqiu stood on the side with the mirror, while Zhou Yan was on the other, just in case he needed help. But it was nice to chat with him too, and find that he was surprisingly non judgemental, given the rules of this world. Hell, even in his own Shen Yuan would have gotten strange looks to be with two men at once.

 

 

“Those two care for xiansheng a great deal,” Zhou Yan said from behind the separator. Currently, Shen Qingqiu was struggling with the blue robe.

 

 

“I suppose it’s quite obvious for a fox,” Shen Qingqiu replied, huffing at the multitude of ribbons he was currently facing.

 

 

“Ah, was I found out that easily?,” this time, he peeked through one of the small decorative holes in the screen. “Let me help.”

 

 

He came around and made Shen Qingqiu face him, easily making sense of the different layers and which ribbon was meant to be tied to which other. His hands were deft and skilled at this, and while he worked he pinched a needle into the fabric here and there to temporarily tailor it to Shen Qingqiu’s measurements.

 

 

“We are from Cang Qiong Mountain Sect,” Shen Qingqiu explained, almost speechless when he was made to face the mirror again. “It was… obvious… to us…”

 

 

This garment really was stunning, especially with the quick alterations done on the fly. It had a high collar, and gave him the air of a refined young sect immortal - which he technically was. But the lightness of the fabric put on a little playfulness too. When Shen Qingqiu turned a little to admire himself, the fabric moved elegantly, hugging him in just the right places. The face he had inherited was quite a bit more refined and elegant than his own had been, so he felt quite pleased.

 

 

“Hmm, I might have to agree with - who was it? - Liu-xiansheng after all,” Zhou Yan mused. “Let us show them, yes?”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu nodded and let himself be guided back, both men gaping at him for quite a few moments. Then Liu Qingge crossed his arms and he glared at Luo Binghe with a smirk.

 

 

“Naturally, I was right.”

 

 

“It is only because shizun hasn’t tried on the other yet!,” Luo Binghe countered. “Of course he is always beautiful.”

 

 

“Ah, you two,” Shen Qingqiu sighed. “Your compliments are quite exhausting.”

 

 

The two looked a little downtrodden then, obediently apologising to him.

 

 

“No, no, keep them coming. And take a good look.” He turned for them, swaying this way and that so that they could get a good look. He definitely did not mind the way they looked at him either. Filled with so much love, Shen Qingqiu felt himself getting warmer. “Now keep that in mind while I try on the other one.”

 

 

He let himself be helped right away, paying close attention to how these robes worked similarly to the first ones. And of course when he stepped back into the other room, he received a similar reaction, only now reversed. He had to admit, that though it had a lower collar and was this pastel pink colour, he did not look too whore-ish. In fact, his own face and gait made him look equally refined.

 

 

“Shizun is perfect!,” Luo Binghe ran to him, taking his hand into both his own. “Shizun please, please, you must buy this one!”

 

 

Ah, the eager pup… the good child… How could he resist? But then he glanced at Liu Qingge, who though blushing, did seem a little disappointed. These two were going to be the end of him, truly…

 

 

“I’ll take them both,” he told Zhou Yan.

 

 

“Excellent choice, perfect choice!,” the little fox almost jumped with excitement. “The gentlemen have excellent taste. I truly believe Shen-xiansheng will turn many heads.”

 

 

“I’ll keep this one one if you have matching boots,” Shen Qingqiu said, and was promptly eagerly helped into said matching pair. Zhou Yan was helpful overall, sending the rest of their purchase towards the inn they were staying at.

 

 

After promising he would definitely think of him whenever he’d need new robes, the three left the store to find that the sun was starting to set. Shen Qingqiu lazily fanned himself, finding these robes much better suited to the climate here. Slowly, a grin spread on his face.

 

 

“Look, the first stalls are starting to change,” he pointed this out with his fan. “I say it is a perfect opportunity for us to see what this town has to offer at night.”

 

 

Liu Qingge promptly blushed.

 

 

“You can’t- can’t be thinking of…?”

 

 

Ah yes the old Shen Qingqiu, the original flavour, hadn’t he actually been whoring around? This time it was Shen Yuan’s turn to blush right back.

 

 

“Do you think I would suggest such a thing?!,” he swatted Liu Qingge’s shoulder with his fan, who jumped a little. “I am speaking of seeing the town’s views, sampling their food and wine! Regular entertainment!”

 

 

Luo Binghe also glared at Liu Qingge, who now looked very sheepish.

 

 

“If you ever suggest this again, I will break your arm,” Luo Binghe hissed. “Shizun is pristine and innocent.”

 

 

Not quite ahahaha … Aren’t you the one who took my innocence?!

 

 

But the thought was well enough, and Liu Qingge promptly apologised.

 

 

“Well, are you two going to escort me, or not?,” Shen Qingqiu demanded.

 

 

Promptly, he had two beautiful men by his side. This was definitely strange, and they turned a few heads. The only way this wouldn’t be strange is if these two were women. But on top of that Shen Qingqiu was the bottom! He found this very amusing, and appreciated that despite the embarrassment, Liu Qingge went along with it. Luo Binghe of course, couldn’t give any less shits what anybody thought.

 

 

“Shizun, may this disciple buy you a gift?,” Luo Binghe asked, and they stopped in front of a jewellery stall.

 

 

“Well if my dear disciple insists, how could this master refuse?,” he asked with a grin, and the pup let go to inspect what they had on offer. He was quite curious what Luo Binghe would choose, and how terribly gaudy it would be.

 

 

While they waited he leaned against Liu Qingge.

 

 

“Is this alright, shidi?”

 

 

“Mn. It uh… people do not know us here so…”

 

 

“You would renounce me, back home?,” Shen Qingqiu pouted up at him a little.

 

 

“N-no I simply… do not know how to act yet,” Liu Qingge replied, and Shen Qingqiu’s expression softened.

 

 

“I understand. I would not force shidi, of course. It’s quite out of the ordinary.”

 

 

Liu Qingge seemed thankful for his understanding, but finally Luo Binghe had chosen something, and tugged Shen Qingqiu closer.

 

 

“Shizun, this one would match your new robes so well!,” Luo Binghe blurted out, eyes full of excitement.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu had honestly been prepared to fake a smile but say he did not have much use for jewellery. Which was mostly true, being a man in this world what did he need but perhaps a pin for his hair. But that was exactly what this was, and to his surprise, it was quite tasteful. So thoughtful was this choice in fact, that Shen Qingqiu’s smile vanished for a moment.

 

 

“Shizun hates it…,” Luo Binghe pouted, almost crying again.

 

 

“No!,” he blurted out in reply. “I… am only a little overwhelmed. This is stunning, Binghe.”

 

 

The basis of this pin was very dark wood, carved to resemble a tree branch. Where it came to its widest part, it opened up into very delicate, branching twigs that held the ‘fruit’ of this tree. Which were small but intense red gems, from which small, golden chains dangled that held a few more of these. The effect was quite tasteful, and truly matched the embroidery on his new robes.

 

 

“I… may buy it then?,” Luo Binghe asked hopeful, and did so when Shen Qingqiu nodded.

 

 

He stepped close to Shen Qingqiu to pin it into his hair, then let his hands very slowly card through it to get rid of any knots from travelling. Shen Qingqiu let him do so patiently, enjoying him so close, the scent he knew so well enveloping him. Luo Binghe did not step back, and right out in the open caressed his cheek.

 

 

“This disciple wishes to kiss his shizun very badly,” he whispered.

 

 

“That- that is a bit much I think,” Shen Qingqiu flushed. “Later, this husband will kiss you as much as you want.”

 

 

“Shizun promises?”

 

 

“Mn. I promise.”

 

 

Night had now fully fallen, and as they turned to continue down the street, it was full of lights. People here were lively and animated, calling to them as they passed to try and sell their wares. It was a little too uncomfortable to walk hooked to the other two’s arms, as now the town was really getting busy. They waved through the crowds, trying to stay as closely together as they could, and Shen Qingqiu could not stop smiling.

 

 

He felt so light for the moment he almost skipped down the street, but also enjoyed being the poser too much. With his elegant gait, the fan, those robes and especially the lovely pin, he drew many eyes. None of them, as far as he could tell, thought ill of him. A few women giggled as he went past, a lot of gentlemen gave them a bow as was proper towards a cultivator of his rank.

 

 

So in his delight, the next stop he ordered was at a little store that had seats and stalls out front as well, serving a local wine.

 

 

“Good sir, your finest wine,” Shen Qingqiu called out, lifting his fan to announce their presence as he plopped down on one of the benches. The other two quickly followed.

 

 

Luo Binghe sat right next to him, with barely an inch between them. Seeing this, Liu Qingge also sat by his side instead of opposite him, with perhaps two inches between them. Shen Qingqiu sighed and swatted them both with his fan.

 

 

“Were you two not the ones worried about our reputation?!,” he demanded. The two looked sheepish, but he noticed a certain glimmer in Liu Qingge’s eyes that he had only seen in his disciple’s before.

 

 

That man liked to be hit with his fan. That man liked to be scolded, too. Did he have two masochists now?!

 

 

“Right here, right here!,” a rotund gentleman served them three cups, along with a further bottle of wine as round as his belly. “For these distinguished gentlemen, only the best! Here, some of our local delicacies as well!”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu certainly liked this treatment! One only needed to look a little like a noble, and people would bend over backwards to treat you well.

 

 

“Do let me know if you need anything else, and enjoy the show!”

 

 

With his tray, he pointed towards a rustic stage that stood a little aways from them on a meeting plaza. But they had a relatively good view of the young ladies that were starting to gather there. Surprisingly they did not use the stage, and there weren’t any special decorations, so this was most likely their place to practise and no particular festival was going on at the moment. Still, it was something lovely to watch that seemed to be a routine in this town.

 

 

The wine was warm and not harsh, settling pleasantly in his belly. When he noticed Liu Qingge was a little apprehensive, he took the cup meant for him and helped bring it to his lips. Meeting his gaze, he then obediently drank. Of course, Luo Binghe then demanded that he do the same for him. And that little beast, as he did so, his hand landed on Shen Qingqiu’s thigh!

 

 

“Luo Binghe you-,” but before he could finish his sentence, another hand was on his other thigh. He turned around to glare at Liu Qingge. “You too?!”

 

 

“Surely my touch is much more preferable, look at how he’s squeezing you!,” Liu Qingge huffed. “Do you not think your shizun should be treated with more gentleness?!”

 

 

Oh it was this part again. The rivalry. Shen Qingqiu reached for his own cup to down it in one go.

 

 

“Shizun likes the way I touch him!,” Luo Binghe shot back. “There’s not just one way. Tell him, shizun.”

 

 

“You two aren’t drinking enough,” Shen Qingqiu said instead, and filled their cups. This time, glaring at each other, they drank on their own.

 

 

Luo Binghe downed it in one go, and so Liu Qingge had to as well. Oh no… His shidi had not been drinking much at all his entire life. If they kept going like this, the wine wouldn’t just make them mellow, they’d have to hold back his hair as he threw it all up again!

 

 

Looking around at the different stalls, Shen Qingqiu had an idea.

 

 

“You two stay here,” he ordered, and rushed off.

 

 

On the other side of the street stood a cart with a tiny lady behind it, offering perfume and make up. He paid her a small silver piece, startling her with the amount and his gender, to sample some of them.

 

 

He’d had a sister, and had been in college, so he had experimented a little. A little bit of red under his eyes, complimenting his new outfit. A little bit of shine of his lips was really all it took to stand out. Even if perhaps this made him stand out even more, made him look just the tiniest bit like a whore. He knew though, that he had their attention when he turned around to wave at them.

 

 

Oh how he had to hold back his laughter, when they moved in the same way and at the same time. Both gulped, reached for their refilled cups of wine, and downed it again before following him.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu weaved through the crowd, looking back every now and then to entice them to follow. Until he had made it to the ladies that had been dancing and gave them a small bow in greeting. They took him in, surprised to see someone like him with a painted face.

 

 

“Would the lovely ladies perhaps teach this humble one a few steps?,” he asked, earning more stunned looks.

 

 

But a few of them were a little braver, laughing and drawing him into this group of people.

 

 

“Aiyah, how lovely you are!,” said one of them.

 

 

“Such elegance, gege surely will be great at dancing,” said another.

 

 

Once they had warmed up to him, they were all over him. Lifting his robes to inspect them, cooing about the pin in his hair, generally showering him in compliments. This was like being the token gay friend of a girl stag party, and he did not mind at all. They were all tipsy together, laughing as they taught him a few of their steps. Having lived in this world for so many years, Shen Qingqiu had seen most of them before. Though he had not tried to dance before, it came relatively easily to him.

 

 

And sure enough they had him completely integrated into their routine, and a few broke off to play instruments. Finally Shen Qingqiu looked for his partners again, finding them watching from the sidelines. Liu Qingge was completely red again, and the arousal was clear in Luo Binghe’s dark eyes. It only got worse the longer they danced, and the better Shen Qingqiu got at it. Even here he could use his fan, hiding his smile from them, teasing them even more.

 

 

If anyone else was watching him, he did not have eyes for them. Even the girls’ giggles and comments did not reach his ears. His plan had worked, Liu Qingge even went so far as to grab onto Luo Binghe’s sleeve!

 

 

When there was a pause in the music, the girls suddenly lost their prior concentration and went back to huddling around him. Shen Qingqiu startled a little, losing sight of both men.

 

 

“Wow, gege is a natural!”

 

 

“I hope gege continues to dance with us, come on!”

 

 

“Wha-,” ‘continue?’ he wanted to ask, but was already dragged along again. The more traditional, slower tune was changed to something upbeat. And suddenly, more people joined on the plaza, dancing with strangers and friends alike.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu didn’t mind when it was one of the girls, sweet and nice to look at. But this little gathering here was apparently all about being swift on your feet, and changing partners often. And just like that a stranger held onto his hand, leaning in close with a leering grin.

 

 

Ew god, no, get off of me!

 

 

He wasn’t exactly a germophobe, but once he wriggled out of the grip and used his considerable grace and speed to weave through the crowd, there was a grimy fingerprint on his wrist. But he didn’t even have a chance to wipe it off somewhere before he was grabbed again, this time someone had a firm hold on his waist.

 

 

“How much to keep your company for the night?,” the man’s breath was horrendous, but Shen Qingqiu couldn’t immediately get out of his grip. Which wandered lower and squeezed his ass. “I’ve never seen such a lovely thing as you-”

 

 

“How dare you?!,” he blurted back, simply overwhelmed with how brazen this man was. He was considering using a punch fuelled by spiritual energy to get him away. “I’m married!”

 

 

“Married?!,” the man laughed, pulling him further along, away from the centre of the plaza. “Who’d marry a whore?”

 

 

“I would.”

 

 

They suddenly stopped, and a deep voice made Shen Qingqiu shudder. Luo Binghe had grabbed the man’s wrist, so tightly that it was about to break. He immediately fell to his knees, while Shen Qingqiu was pulled further away. Noticing the scent of jasmine, he instinctively pressed into this embrace, shuddering a little.

 

 

“Shidi’s got you,” Liu Qingge muttered softly.

 

 

He hadn’t been exactly worried. He could easily defend himself. But being a damsel in distress and being rescued this way… His pulse quickened.

 

 

The crack of the man’s wrist was only audible to their sensitive hearing through the drum of the music. His screams were muffled when Luo Binghe instantly followed up with a hit to his neck - hitting his acu points. That man would wake up in an immense amount of pain the next day. But Luo Binghe was ready to do more.

 

 

“Stop!,” Shen Qingqiu called out. “Binghe, it’s enough. You punished him enough.”

 

 

“He called you- he called you that horrible word!,” Luo Binghe protested.

 

 

But when Shen Qingqiu reached out, motioning for him to come close, his pup did. He petted his head, then caressed his cheek.

 

 

“Binghe did well. Do not let him ruin our night out!” He had a sudden epiphany and left Liu Qingge’s embrace to go back towards the dancing crowd. “If you do not wish for this to repeat, shidi and Binghe better come dance with me~”

 

 

With his smile hidden behind his fan, he vanished back into the crowd.

 

 

He knew they were far too possessive to let this happen again, so he smiled when he felt a hand on his arm. He turned into Liu Qingge, who was blushing again but trying his best to find steps to the music.

 

 

“Easy,” Shen Qingqiu purred into his ear. “You’re doing well, shidi~”

 

 

He felt his breath hitch, but Shen Qingqiu stepped away from him again, playing the damsel once more. This time, not in distress but teasing, waiting for his lovers to come find him again. The next time he was found the grip was much firmer, and the scent of sandalwood drifted over to him. To his utter surprise, Luo Binghe moved fluidly with him.

 

 

“When did my sweet disciple learn to dance?,” Shen Qingqiu teased, pulling away from him, using his fan for an alluring move, but also letting himself be drawn into his grip easily.

 

 

“What, like, it’s hard?,” Luo Binghe raised an eyebrow and Shen Qingqiu laughed.

 

 

“I suppose it’s not!”

 

 

Luo Binghe pulled him even closer, ignoring the looks that were thrown their way. Despite having been married for some time, Shen Qingqiu found himself blushing with those dark, intense eyes on him. His husband still drove him crazy. He could tell that if they could, they would tear each other’s clothes off right here and now.

 

 

“Shizun should be careful, teasing us so,” Luo Binghe rasped into his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “We might not be able to hold back.”

 

 

Fuccckkkkkkkkk!!!!!!! I don ’t want him to! I really want him to bend me over and fuck me!!!! Ever since it doesn’t hurt anymore, I really do want it!!!!

 

 

Shen Qingqiu tried to school his expression, bringing the fan between them once more.

 

 

“Your shidi would never,” he chuckled, then found another group of people to vanish in.

 

 

He swiftly avoided a few hands that grabbed at him, not letting anyone but his partners close. But he enjoyed the chase too much! He was certainly drunk at this point, and he could tell Liu Qingge was definitely affected as well. His shidi finally caught up with him, and stumbled a little. But when Shen Qingqiu guided them through a few steps, he tried to follow obediently.

 

 

“I… I like the red one too,” Liu Qingge whispered. “Everything shixiong wears… everything about shixiong is beautiful.”

 

 

“Flatterer,” Shen Qingqiu gently swatted at him with his fan. “Binghe tells me you are both quite excited.”

 

 

“How could we not be?,” Liu Qingge now too had leaned in close to his ear. “When you look like that.”

 

 

Was this… excitement pressing against his back?

 

 

Suddenly, with Liu Qingge behind him, Luo Binghe had appeared in front of him. The three of them still moved with the music for a while, but Shen Qingqiu was now utterly trapped. Feeling his own breath hitch, and his arousal heighten, he whispered to them.

 

 

“Take me to the room.”

 

 

In the blink of an eye, he was on a bed.

 

 

Damn, that wine really did hit the spot.

 

 

He wasn’t sure if they had used their qinggong or if he was simply too distracted by their good looks, but they had made it here in record speed. And with all three at least tipsy, Shen Qingqiu took turns pulling them close and making out. Hands were all over him, some gentle and sweet, others possessive and greedy.

 

 

Fuck, he was hard.

 

 

Thankfully he did not have to direct them that time. He watched whenever he wasn’t kissed breathless, how they struggled a little to undo all the ribbons that held his robes together. It warmed his heart a little, seeing as how Luo Binghe usually had no qualms about simply ripping them apart. When his chest was finally exposed, Liu Qingge immediately leaned in, beautiful lips wrapping around one nipple to lick and suck.

 

 

“Ah shidi~,” he moaned, hand coming to that ponytail to hold on. Luo Binghe was already busy kissing down his stomach, hand greedily pushing between his legs. “B-Binghe ah~”

 

 

The last thing he thought of, when his cock was finally pulled free, was that this was what heaven must be like.

 

 

And then he fell asleep.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu was pretty confused when he woke up. He hadn’t been that drunk, so he remembered with shame how he had so promptly fallen asleep. But what confused him more was the way the three of them were entangled. Luo Binghe, being the largest, had his shishu in his arm, with Shen Qingqiu, the smallest, laying on top of them both. Somehow it was the most comfortable way he had ever slept.

 

 

But the fact that his husband and his shidi were cuddling like that?! WOW. Amazing! Beautiful! He felt so happy at this moment, he didn’t want to ruin it by moving. But shit, he had to go pee. Damn alcohol.

 

 

He had been made decent again by the two, and though he tried his hardest to move swiftly and without waking them, he definitely did fail. Deciding to leave the two to have their awkward morning together, Shen Qingqiu went to freshen up and change into the blue robe they had gotten the day before. Only when he was perfect did he return to the main room, where the two sat awkwardly on different ends of the bed.

 

 

“This master truly must apologise,” he said, giving a small bow. “For falling asleep that way. I never got to make you feel good after all.”

 

 

“Shizun must not worry,” Luo Binghe said sweetly. “This disciple is very happy that shizun can rest well again.”

 

 

“You did, didn’t you?,” Liu Qingge asked, still looking a bit worried. Shen Qingqiu sat between them, taking one hand each.

 

 

“I did. I must have still needed it,” he replied. “Still, I’d started all that business, but never finished it. This master will make it up to you both.”

 

 

“Shizun has nothing to make up for,” Luo Binghe had crossed his arms and nodded to himself. “So what if it did not work out this time? Having a scoreboard, that is something children would do.”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu looked at him in shock. Did Luo Binghe just said something mature…?? Did he just purposefully NOT act like a child?? Where was the Luo Binghe that took any opportunity to stick his dick in him?!

 

 

He grabbed his chin.

 

 

“Who are you and what have you done with my husband?,” he demanded. “Did the other Binghe come back again?!”

 

 

“The other…?,” Liu Qingge asked but was ignored.

 

 

“Of course not!,” Luo Binghe replied. “It’s just me.”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu squinted, but ultimately accepted it after he made sure the scar on his chest was still there. That was definitely his Binghe. Had he possibly gone and matured a little? After the last few days, it seemed more likely than ever before. Huh. Strange things could happen.

 

 

“We should clean up for the day ahead,” Liu Qingge, who seemed to still be confused, stood to walk towards the washroom Shen Qingqiu had previously occupied. Nodding to himself, Luo Binghe started to follow him.

 

 

Something was up here. Shen Qingqiu could feel it in his pinky toe.

 

 

“Did something happen between you two?,” he asked.

 

 

The two immediately froze, and Shen Qingqiu had to hold back the sudden laughter that was threatening to bubble up in his throat. They even looked at each other like two guilty little pups that got into their kibble!

 

 

“No!,” they both immediately blurted out.

 

 

“Wait a moment you two-”

 

 

But they had already rushed off and closed the door behind them, so he did not bother chasing after them completely. Besides, he was laughing too hard anyway. That there could have possibly been something between the two that had such a long standing rivalry, it was too funny!! Once he was starting to calm down a little, the only thing he regretted was not being able to see them.

 

 

He wondered if Luo Binghe would grab his shishu to kiss him passionately. Or would he be gentle and slow, figuring out how it was like to kiss someone else…? Shen Qingqiu was finally starting to see the appeal of watching one’s partner with another. He was getting all hot and bothered thinking about where their hands had landed the night before. Though to be fair, he suspected it did not go very far, whatever it had been. Liu Qingge was a virgin after all and he would never in a million years have been able to take Luo Binghe’s heavenly pillar in a single night!

 

 

Shen Qingqiu was still grinning when they came back out, still looking very sheepish and not at each other.

 

 

“There’s no need to be apprehensive,” he said as he stood, fanning himself lazily. “This master is happy to see you get closer, I always knew you could get along if you tried. Now, weren’t we going to visit that forest?”

 

 

They seemed to be happy to jump onto another topic, and Luo Binghe quickly jumped to his side, grabbing his arm. Shen Qingqiu refused the carriage though, getting to the out of the way forest would be too much of a pain in the ass. But to placate his disciple, he let them share one sword to fly on. Like a pup, Luo Binghe rested his chin on top of Shen Qingqiu’s head. Adorable.

 

 

“There,” Shen Qingqiu pointed toward the ever closer growing colourful foliage.

 

 

This forest was full of spiritual energy, so the plants and animals had somewhat mutated. This resulted in many different vibrant colours, almost like a rainbow. If one could find a safe place inside, it would be a great spot to cultivate. Unfortunately that energy did attract beasts, hence why they had been sent here so many years ago.

 

 

“Oh, it is pretty,” Luo Binghe muttered, as if he still had not believed his shishu.

 

 

“Not as pretty as my disciple,” Shen Qingqiu teased his pup’s chin with scratches again.

 

 

“Shizun is being so kind today,” Luo Binghe leaned to the side to look at him. “What does shizun want?”

 

 

“Am I not allowed to pamper my disciple, when he has done so for me the past few days?,” he shot back. “It is a give and take, is it not?”

 

 

“Hm… I suppose so.” Luo Binghe did not seem convinced, and Liu Qingge watched this exchange with amusement.

 

 

“Let us land over there,” he suggested. “It’s best experienced by foot.”

 

 

They did as Liu Qingge suggested, and Shen Qingqiu let out a little sigh as they landed. It really was as beautiful and magical as he remembered!

 

 

Due to the thickness of the growth, the trees formed a ceiling above them, and through their colourful leaves all light that reached here took on a colourful glow as well. That along with the warmth and the fairy lights glimmering everywhere, it really did look like some kind of Disney movie! How could he ever have forgotten this place?! No wonder Liu Qingge had wanted to do his dream proposal here.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu took in a deep breath, letting his shoulders relax. This was just what he needed. That, and ignoring those voices in his head. Just smile, even if you don’t feel like smiling. That’s what they said would help, right?

 

 

Thankfully he was distracted quickly. Behind the thick trunk of one tree - almost a neon green - two large eyes looked at him. Shen Qingqiu leaned forward a little, hands on his knees.

 

 

“Hello there little one,” his voice soothing. “No need to be afraid, no one will hurt you.”

 

 

What stepped out from behind the tree with a very careful paw, was the cutest little wild kitty Shen Qingqiu had ever seen. He had to hold himself back from physically squeeing, that’s how cute it was! And just like everything in this place, it had mutated, too. Normally to blend in a cat would be brown and black perhaps, but this one had actual pink fur with darker red stripes. Its tail was very bushy, the hair quite long.

 

 

“Ps ps ps ps ps,” Shen Qingqiu held out his hand to let it sniff it.

 

 

“Why are you making that noise?,” Liu Qingge whispered.

 

 

“It makes cats come closer,” he replied matter-of-fact-ly. “Look, it’s sniffing my hand.”

 

 

His shidi muttered something, but Shen Qingqiu didn’t care whether he believed him or not because it was working! After sniffing for a while, the cat rubbed its cheeks all over his hand, and he tried to carefully pet it. Jackpot! Best day of his life!!!!

 

 

And because he had nothing to lose, Shen Qingqiu simply picked the cat up. For a moment it looked completely startled, as if it couldn’t believe his audacity! But then it actually started to purr.

 

 

“I can’t believe how friendly you are,” he still tried to keep his voice calm, even though his heart was jumping in his chest. He turned to the other two. “Look. It loves me!”

 

 

Luo Binghe looked absolutely and completely jealous. With his arms crossed, he glared at the cat.

 

 

“Of course it would love shizun. Shizun is the best,” he said.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu walked up to him, and made sure to pet his head as well. Just like he had done with the cat.

 

 

“No need to be jealous,” he told him. “Naturally this cat is not as cute as Binghe.”

 

 

Something in the way Luo Binghe looked at him made him think that all that pup wanted was to be carried the way that cat was currently carried by him. Sadly, he was much too large. And so much muscle! He was way too heavy for Shen Qingqiu to pick up.

 

 

“Why don’t you let your shizun have a bit of fun,” Liu Qingge had crossed his arms too, but glared at Luo Binghe. “Instead of throwing another one of your fits?!”

 

 

“You-,” Luo Binghe interrupted himself, without Shen Qingqiu needing to say anything, which surprised him. Instead his disciple took a deep breath and schooled his expression. “We… we are here to help shizun…”

 

 

“Binghe…?,” Shen Qingqiu coaxed him back to his side. “Would you like to hold the cat?”

 

 

It was as if he had never even considered it! His expression changed from jealousy, to curiosity, to worry and back to curiosity. It was hilarious to watch, but Shen Qingqiu knew how to hold back his laughter. Instead he held up the cat for Luo Binghe to take.

 

 

“Be mindful of your strength,” he warned gently as Luo Binghe reached out.

 

 

And he did. He had never seen his disciple this gentle before. Well, perhaps a few times with himself. But he and the cat now eyed each other, both a little unsure on what to do next. But then the cat reached out, bopping Luo Binghe on the nose with its paw.

 

 

“Do you want to die?!,” Luo Binghe growled, leaning in closer. In response, the cat licked his nose and all anger immediately faded from his heart.

 

 

Meanwhile, Shen Qingqiu was melting. His loyal pup and a curious cat, how cute were they?! He was almost literally clutching his heart when Liu Qingge stepped to his side and put an arm around him. His hand very respectfully rested on Shen Qingqiu’s waist, so he leaned into the embrace.

 

 

As they watched Luo Binghe and the cat chase each other around, Shen Qingqiu smiled faintly.

 

 

“Try this,” with a wave of his sleeve, a small branch broke off that had a few long, thin leaves at the end of it. Luo Binghe caught it, and noticed the cat’s excitement. He started to lead it on with the little cat toy, delighting in watching its hunting instincts on display. This was the youth Luo Binghe never got to experience.

 

 

“Shixiong, is everything alright?,” Liu Qingge whispered to him after a while.

 

 

“Yes of course,” Shen Qingqiu lied.

 

 

“Your smile does not reach your eyes,” Liu Qingge squeezed his waist a little. “Please let me in.”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu let out a shuddering breath, wondering when his happiness had turned so sour again. Or perhaps it had always been at the back of his mind, and he had never gotten out of this depressive episode in the first place.

 

 

“I am afraid that I will never be alright again,” Shen Qingqiu admitted. “And that I will not be enough to make both of you happy. You- You’re only both here because of me- I demand that you spend time…”

 

 

He let out another shuddering sigh.

 

 

“I apologise.”

 

 

“There is no need for that,” Liu Qingge replied, leaning in to press a kiss to his temple. “We are both happy, I promise you that. It… it is not how I imagined at first. It’s better.”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu blinked away the tears threatening to spill, and looked up at Liu Qingge.

 

 

“What did happen last night?,” he asked softly. “If anything at all. I would be so glad to hear that you two became closer.”

 

 

“I- I don’t really know why, perhaps it was the wine,” Liu Qingge stammered, the familiar pink appearing in the tips of his ears. “He- was suddenly kissing me. That- that was truly it.”

 

 

“And did you… mind it?,” Shen Qingqiu coaxed gently.

 

 

“I am not sure. I don’t know why I wouldn’t, that beast he-,” he held himself back and took in a deep breath. “He… does care for you very much. And he is trying to do right by you. I can respect that.”

 

 

“Perhaps you two are not that different after all,” Shen Qingqiu could finally smile again when he saw his shidi frown at that. But he also blushed further, a good sign in his book. “You can both be very kind to this master.”

 

 

“Shizun!” Luo Binghe’s voice made them both turn again. The cat had bitten down on the stick and was unwilling to let go, so he had simply lifted it up in the air, laughing at its stubbornness. But his laughter faded, and he simply grabbed it to bring it back to them, so Shen Qingqiu could hold it once more. Including the stick, naturally.

 

 

“Can we keep it?,” Luo Binghe asked.

 

 

“It is one thing to play with it here, but we do not know what will happen if it is outside all this spiritual energy,” Shen Qingqiu said, sounding like a wise master. “It would be best to leave it here, where its home is. Perhaps we can come visit again.”

 

 

“Mn. Shizun?”

 

 

“Yes?”

 

 

“Shizun must not be worried. Shishu is right, we are happy,” he continued. Ah, of course he had heard everything. It came as no surprise, but he still felt a little embarrassed.

 

 

“Then… why did you kiss him?,” he still could not help but ask.

 

 

It was Luo Binghe’s turn to look rather sheepish. He even scratched the back of his head like an awkward school boy.

 

 

“It’snotmyfaulthe’sgotaprettyboyface,” Luo Binghe muttered.

 

 

So Shen Qingqiu suddenly burst out laughing. So hard that he doubled over, holding his stomach - which the cat took as its sign to run off. Tears rolled down his cheek, and they were most likely a mix of genuine amusement, the anxiety that was still in the pit of his stomach, and the constant worry on his mind. He immediately had them both by his side, leaning close and looking worried. But when it became clear that he was laughing, they just avoided looking at each other again.

 

 

Finally, he was able to calm himself down, and wiped the tears from his face. Then, Shen Qingqiu grabbed Luo Binghe’s face with both hands.

 

 

“I love you so much.”

 

 

And promptly, Luo Binghe flushed a deep red.

 

 

“W-why is shizun like this lately?!,” he blurted out. “Is something bad going to happen??”

 

 

Was this why his pup had been so suspicious of his affirmations of love? Was he so not used to it to a point it brought him anxiety? Shen Qingqiu really had not thought any of this through! It only served him right that he had all this anxiety with him, when even Luo Binghe was the same. He should have acted like a damn adult.

 

 

So he took in a deep breath and caressed Luo Binghe’s cheek.

 

 

“It is fun sometimes to play around and act distant, or to say ‘no’ and have Binghe work to claim this master,” he began. “But I have for far too long denied what you deserve and want. I am merely trying to catch up on the things I should have said many times before. This master is completely, and utterly in love with his husband.”

 

 

To top it all off, he kissed him. Arms around his neck and standing on tiptoe, he kissed him as if his life depended on it. Maybe it did. He certainly would not be here without Luo Binghe. They were both panting when they pulled away, and Shen Qingqiu felt the mood shift. He smirked a little.

 

 

“Would this sweet husband show me that kiss… from last night?,” he asked. They both slowly turned to glance at Liu Qingge, who jumped a little where he stood.

 

 

“Who- Who asked if I wanted to do it again?! Pah I-”

 

 

“Well, do you?,” Shen Qingqiu interrupted. “I would certainly like to see…”

 

 

Suddenly Luo Binghe grabbed his shishu by the front of his robes and pulled him close. The two only hesitated for a moment before that kiss finally happened - right in front of Shen Qingqiu! Just like with him, Luo Binghe did not hold back. He was biting and shoving his tongue into his mouth, but seeing it from this side… Shen Qingqiu was feeling a new kind of heat settle in his stomach. He had never thought this would be a turn on for him, but he also never thought he’d be gay, or that he could fall in love with two people at the same time.

 

 

Liu Qingge was completely flushed when Luo Binghe finally let go of him, and looked down suddenly as he only now noticed that Shen Qingqiu had taken his hand.

 

 

“Follow me,” he told them sweetly, taking Luo Binghe’s hand with his other.

 

 

He had remembered where they were, and he leisurely led them through familiar paths, some a little more overgrown than all those years ago. But he still found it, the small lake, fed by a little waterfall that gave the whole scenery a pleasant background noise. Here the plants ranged from a pale pink to a light purple, and the grass around the lake was especially soft. He remembered they had both fallen in when chasing the beasts that had been making trouble.

 

 

It was warm and they had been walking for a while, so Shen Qingqiu leaned down and with a cupped hand brought some water to his lips.

 

 

“Wait, shizun!,” Luo Binghe grabbed his shoulder. “This water could have strange effects.”

 

 

“It’s fine, I don’t sense anything from it,” Shen Qingqiu told him. “I’m quite certain we’ve had it last time, and nothing happened.”

 

 

So he drank from it. But when he looked up Liu Qingge had gotten even redder.

 

 

“I think you shouldn’t drink more.”

 

 

“Why not?,” he asked, drinking more. He was parched. Liu Qingge finally grabbed his wrist.

 

 

“I did last time and it did have an effect!,” he blurted out.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu pulled them both down so they could sit and enjoy the scenery. The sunlight reflected so beautifully off of the water that it was mesmerising. He felt something warm settle in his stomach.

 

 

“What kind?,” he asked his shidi. At some point it seemed his hand had landed on Liu Qingge’s thigh. Who looked down at it and stammered.

 

 

“The- the kind I- I had to meditate… to make it go away,” his shidi whispered.

 

 

“Make what go away?,” Shen Qingqiu leaned in closer. His shidi really was so beautiful, he wanted to take him all in.

 

 

“Th-that,” he said again, glancing down.

 

 

Down.

 

 

“Oh, what really?!,” Shen Qingqiu had to laugh again. “The water aroused you.”

 

 

“It has very strange effects!,” Liu Qingge blurted out to defend himself. “And when you fell in everything was just… clinging to you.”

 

 

“Ohhh, hehehe,” Shen Qingqiu felt quite giggly and warm all of a sudden. He was inching closer to the others, his free hand coming to caress Luo Binghe’s thigh too.

 

 

“So shishu meditated it away?,” Luo Binghe looked amused too. “That is very much like you.”

 

 

“What, you’d think I’d defile his honour by touching myself?! I’d always meditate!”

 

 

Suddenly, there was silence.

 

 

“This… happened more than once?,” Shen Qingqiu actually was pretty surprised. For the longest time he had truly thought Liu Qingge might be asexual.

 

 

“Not on purpose!” Poor Liu Qingge, he was losing all face! “S-sometimes after you’d visit- But I’d always meditate! I never did anything!”

 

 

The corners of Shen Qingqiu’s mouth curled up in a very knife-cat like smirk.

 

 

“Would shidi like to do something now?,” he whispered into his ear. His hand sliding further up his thigh, he then leaned in to nip at his earlobe, making him jump. “Would this not be a wonderful place for shidi’s first time?”

 

 

“O-o-o-out here?!”

 

 

“No one else is here,” Luo Binghe said. “As long as I’m here, no animals will disturb us either. Or is shishu afraid he won’t get it up?”

 

 

“I don’t think that will be a problem,” Shen Qingqiu purred, his hand finding the growing erection in Liu Qingge’s pants. “Shidi does get excited for me easily.”

 

 

“A-apologies,” Liu Qingge sighed, his breath hitching as Shen Qingqiu never stopped rubbing him through his pants.

 

 

“No need to apologise.” He gently pressed against his chest, making him lie back. The grass was so soft and it was so warm that it seemed that they did not need anything else out here. “Let this shixiong make you feel good.”

 

 

“But shizun.” Though Luo Binghe was right up against them, one hand even on Liu Qingge’s chest, he leaned in to whine into his ear. “Why does he get to go first?”

 

 

“Binghe~” Shen Qingqiu turned to look into his eyes, and licked his lips. He felt even more parched than he did before, but at the same time wasn’t sure that it was water he was craving. “Did my sweet disciple bring… the toys?”

 

 

Luo Binghe sheepishly shook his head.

 

 

“This disciple forgot…”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu gently patted his head, to soften the blow.

 

 

“Then Binghe knows this master needs to be careful. Once your shishu is done, it should be alright for Binghe to have his turn,” he explained.

 

 

Luo Binghe’s pupils widened at that, and Shen Qingqiu felt a hand on his waist, squeezing him.

 

 

“I’ll watch?”

 

 

“Of course Binghe will watch, that’s what we promised,” Shen Qingqiu nodded.

 

 

“Mn.” Luo Binghe glanced at Liu Qingge, giving him a small nod. “Don’t hurt him.”

 

 

“I- I won’t.” Liu Qingge was flushed, but he nodded seriously. His hands now finally came to Shen Qingqiu’s waist as well, and his gaze shifted. “What… do I do?”

 

 

“Let your shixiong guide you. We’ll take it slow.”

 

 

And slowly he did lean forward, down to finally kiss Liu Qingge like a man dying of thirst. He felt an unknown number of hands on his waist and back, caressing and squeezing him. Dizziness entered his head, but one that was quite pleasant. All he could think about was this act, and this man below him, the way his tongue seemed to taste so sweet. They were both panting when Shen Qingqiu pulled back.

 

 

Okay, maybe not quite that slow.

 

 

Those hands were suddenly frantic, his own and those others, tugging at belts and ribbons and clothes to get them out of the way as quickly as they could. Shen Qingqiu was all too eager to let his hands run over Liu Qingge’s toned chest, to trace the lines of his abs and finally lean down to take a nipple between his lips. His shidi was still holding back, trying not to moan too loudly.

 

 

“No one will hear,” it was Luo Binghe that echoed his own thoughts. “Shishu does not need to hold back.”

 

 

Did his dear disciple perhaps also want to hear that sweet voice?

 

 

“M-mn,” Liu Qingge nodded. “Shixiong… can I…?”

 

 

“Shidi can touch me wherever he wa-”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu yelped when Liu Qingge suddenly sat up, gripped him tightly and turned them completely around. He was gently lowered onto the soft grass, a feeling that was quite pleasant against his back. But that slow movement was then once again followed up by more frantic ones. When shaking hands came to touch his chest in a similar way he had done before.

 

 

He was quite aware that he did not train as strictly as his shidi, or Luo Binghe. Shen Qingqiu was nowhere near as toned as those two, and definitely not as wide as his disciple. His body was slender and a bit soft, but that did not seem to stop Liu Qingge from absolutely worshipping him. On the contrary, he seemed to love every inch of exposed skin that he touched.

 

 

And yet those touches were still so feather light. As if he were something precious that could break at any moment. With his head swimming, Shen Qingqiu took Liu Qingge’s hand, and pressed it to his chest.

 

 

“I won’t break, shidi,” he said sweetly.

 

 

Liu Qingge nodded, but he did not become much more aggressive. He did not need to. Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes and let those touches be everything that was on his mind. Wherever he felt his shidi’s hand, heat started to bloom. Soon his entire body was on fire.

 

 

“Ah I think- think the water… it did something after all,” he was panting, craving more. At one point he had already spread his legs for Liu Qingge to settle between. His own cock already pointed up, hard against his stomach.

 

 

“T-told you,” Liu Qingge looked so serious all of a sudden. Flushed, but confident too. “Is it alright to continue?”

 

 

“Y-yes,” Shen Qingqiu replied. “It’s… more intense than usual. Or perhaps that is simply shidi’s touch.”

 

 

Liu Qingge let out a small, huffed laugh, shaking his head.

 

 

“Just like me back then,” he said, his hand now cupping Shen Qingqiu’s erection. “How do I…?”

 

 

“Use this,” Luo Binghe made them both turn to look at him. He had a small porcelain bottle with that lavender oil Shen Qingqiu liked so much. “On your fingers, to touch him down there.”

 

 

Liu Qingge nodded, still taking this very seriously. His touch again was so gentle when he pressed against his entrance, looking down.

 

 

“It’s already… somewhat wet?,” he asked. “Is it because of the water, too?”

 

 

“Must be,” Shen Qingqiu huffed. “Please, shidi, touch me there, please…”

 

 

Of course, Liu Qingge was very careful. But with the oil and whatever had happened to him down there, the first slender finger slid easily inside him. Shen Qingqiu let out a small gasp, and felt Luo Binghe inch closer, who was lying on his side watching them both. He reached for his disciple’s hand, their fingers intertwining.

 

 

“Is it alright?,” Liu Qingge asked, looking at Luo Binghe, who flushed a little.

 

 

“What are you asking me for?! Aren’t you a natural?!,” he spat out, avoiding looking at them both. Shen Qingqiu squeezed his hand.

 

 

“Binghe never had anyone to teach him, and yet he still became so good at it. There’s nothing to be ashamed about,” he said gently. “Your shishu needs a bit of guidance.”

 

 

Quite frankly, seeing them both paying attention only to him turned him on so badly. If only they would both finger him at the same time, he’d be in heaven!

 

 

“Use another finger,” Luo Binghe said abruptly. Shen Qingqiu definitely did not mind it, gasping at another sliding into him. Liu Qingge’s were so slender and graceful, it felt so different from his disciple.

 

 

To his surprise Luo Binghe then sat up, leaning into Liu Qingge and reaching down to guide his hand quite literally.

 

 

“Curl upwards,” he told him, and when Liu Qingge did, Shen Qingqiu shuddered and a moan slipped from his lips. “Feel how it’s different?”

 

 

“Y-yes, what- what was that?” Liu Qingge brushed against that spot again and Shen Qingqiu arched his back, biting on his lower lip.

 

 

“Just remember that when you use your… thing… later,” Luo Binghe told him, letting go once more. “You have to stretch him open more, or he’ll bleed.”

 

 

Looking a little shocked that this was a possibility, Liu Qingge nodded again. He looked down at Shen Qingqiu, his expression tender as his fingers explored him further. Again and again, whether by accident or on purpose, he would brush against that spot and Shen Qingqiu’s moans increased in volume. He could not help it, there was no way to hold back anymore.

 

 

“Qingge~,” he moaned. “Y-you’re so gentle it feels so- so loving… ah~”

 

 

He felt the grip on his hand tighten, and blearily he looked at his sweet disciple, who seemed concerned and a little dejected.

 

 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t gentle,” he muttered, tears forming in his eyes. Shen Qingqiu felt the fingers being removed from inside him and gasped a little, but cupped Luo Binghe’s face with both hands again. He did not wish to meet his eyes.

 

 

“Binghe, my dear husband. Just because you do it differently does not mean I do not like it,” Shen Qingqiu told him. “I love both of you. I love how different you are, and how good you make me feel.”

 

 

“I… do?,” Luo Binghe shyly met his eyes, a tear rolling down his cheek. Oh this child! How often would he still need to wipe away those tears? “Shizun isn’t lying?”

 

 

“This husband has promised to never lie,” he replied, and pulled him down to kiss him. “Now you’ll be good and take care of your shishu, alright?”

 

 

Luo Binghe nodded and let him wipe away the few crocodile tears that had stained his face. After a few more kisses onto his cheeks, he seemed to be placated. Meanwhile Liu Qingge had waited patiently, and took the oil again when instructed by Luo Binghe. Now finally when Shen Qingqiu looked down at the beautiful man between his legs, he could see the true size of his shidi’s cock. As he had expected, it was larger than his own - but still a size he was sure he could take. A small sigh of relief escaped his lips.

 

 

Then he licked them again. He reached out his arms for Liu Qingge, who quickly followed his instructions. Leaning over him, Shen Qingqiu wrapped his arms around his neck to pull him close again, to kiss him deeply and press their tongues together. He didn’t let him pull away for a long time, indulging in this rare make out session, so messy it made him feel like a clumsy teenager again. But Liu Qingge seemed to be liking the indulgence as well, and considering how inexperienced he was, that was probably how he felt.

 

 

When they finally pulled back for air, Shen Qingqiu still did not let him move too far. Instead he gazed into those lovely blue eyes that always seemed to draw him in somehow.

 

 

“Shidi is getting good at kissing,” he murmured. His hands idly played with some hair of Liu Qingge’s ponytail. “Would you like to put it in now?”

 

 

Liu Qingge’s eyes widened adorably.

 

 

“Is it alright now?” His hand came to Shen Qingqiu’s belly, rubbing tenderly. “I don’t want to make shixiong bleed.”

 

 

“It’s fine~” Shen Qingqiu nuzzled his cheek, pressing a kiss there. “I can tell when it’s fine. And it is.”

 

 

“Don’t forget the oil,” it was Luo Binghe’s voice again, but it sounded a little distant. All Shen Qingqiu could really see at this moment was Liu Qingge.

 

 

Who so obediently lubed up his cock. Who so tenderly helped spread Shen Qingqiu’s legs further. Whose cock now finally lined up with his entrance, teasing ever so slightly. He took in a deep breath to relax himself further, although it seemed that this magical water had helped with that too. He felt completely relaxed and oh so damn horny.

 

 

“Go on~,” he coaxed, and Liu Qingge finally pushed into him.

 

 

It had been a while and so the stretch was still almost overwhelming him. His jaw hung open, but he simply could not close his eyes. Not when this gaze was on him, looking through to his very soul. In the warm light of the forest, he felt as if that gentle blue almost glowed. Once again Liu Qingge would not look away, not even down to where they were becoming one. His gaze was utterly fixed on Shen Qingqiu, taking in his brows, his mouth, how it quivered. There was no hiding from that gaze, he was utterly exposed.

 

 

“It really does not hurt?,” he asked so very gently.

 

 

“No,” Shen Qingqiu gasped, his legs now crossing behind Liu Qingge’s waist. “Please, more, I want more~”

 

 

With his legs being so greedy, and whatever slickness down there working its magic, Liu Qingge suddenly slid inside him the rest of the way. Shen Qingqiu gasped at feeling the sudden change, the beautiful stretch and that familiar fullness - but in a different way.

 

 

“Shixiong?!,” Liu Qingge was alarmed for a moment.

 

 

“So… so good,” Shen Qingqiu could not help but finally close his eyes. “Shidi feels so good~”

 

 

“Really?” He sounded so sweetly hopeful, that Shen Qingqiu had to look at him again. When he shifted a little and his cock brushed against that spot inside him, his grip tightened further. “Ah, ah- Shixiong feels so good too.”

 

 

How tender he was. How sweet! Shen Qingqiu slowly peppered kisses all over that handsome face.

 

 

“Go on, move a little.”

 

 

What Shen Qingqiu had initially thought was his own voice, actually seemed to come from next to them. Only he could not bear to look away. His and Liu Qingge’s foreheads almost touched as his shidi finally moved. Both their jaws were slack, both their voices couldn’t be contained. Just as he had been told before, Liu Qingge slowly learned to angle his cock in a way that it brushed against Shen Qingqiu’s sweet spot. With that sweet encouragement from their side, Shen Qingqiu was going to go crazy.

 

 

But he also could not bring himself to demand he go any faster. He did not want to interrupt that burning gaze, nor the gentle roll of his hips. Liu Qingge was so, so precious.

 

 

Slowly he rocked into him again and again, closely watching every change of expression on Shen Qingqiu’s face. Liu Qingge was taking him apart, piece by piece, with how gently but firmly made love to him. Every thrust was slow and deep, making Shen Qingqiu feel every inch of his cock over and over again. And then, just before he was fully inside him, Liu Qingge snapped his hips a little, rocking into him harder.

 

 

“Shidi, oh shidi,” Shen Qingqiu’s voice was halfway between a whine and a moan. “Shidi I’ll… I’ll…”

 

 

“Is it good?,” Liu Qingge was panting somewhat, his deep blue eyes still fixed on him. “Can I… inside?”

 

 

“Y-yeah- yes,” he blurted out in reply. “Shidi’s precious seed, I want it~”

 

 

And Liu Qingge kept going. The build up was so slow, but the heat he created inside Shen Qingqiu ended up being so intense he almost felt like being the one crying this time. Even when he did, he still encouraged his shidi, assuring him that it was perfect, he was perfect. And when he was finally brought over that edge, Shen Qingqiu could only whimper. He could only close his eyes and cling desperately to Liu Qingge as his own cock twitched and spilled over his stomach.

 

 

“Ah, shixiong’s tightening I-”

 

 

Liu Qingge was interrupted by Luo Binghe.

 

 

“He wants it. Give it to him.”

 

 

It seemed that Liu Qingge finally let go then. Another thrust into Shen Qingqiu, and he felt that wonderfully familiar sensation of hot seed spilling deep into him. Liu Qingge leaned over him, gasping, then finding his neck to kiss him there again. Shen Qingqiu loved to be kissed there, and his shidi had quickly learned how to read him so well. No wonder he had been able to take him apart so beautifully.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu laid there for a while before finally opening his eyes, and realised he had still been clinging to Liu Qingge so tightly. He had left marks on his back, and he gently traced them, sending a small stream of spiritual energy to help heal them. Just like he did with Luo Binghe, he loved feeling the weight of his shidi on top of him. It felt safe.

 

 

“What is shidi’s verdict?,” Shen Qingqiu grinned as his gaze wandered and finally fell onto Luo Binghe. There was a complicated expression on his face, and he reached out to caress his cheek.

 

 

Liu Qingge pushed himself up again so he could look down at Shen Qingqiu.

 

 

“Perfect,” he echoed his own sentiments. “Shixiong felt absolutely perfect.”

 

 

“I’m glad.” Shen Qingqiu used his other hand to caress his shidi’s cheek too. For a few more moments, they exchanged sweet kisses.

 

 

“How… how does shishu know to do it so well?,” Luo Binghe made them both turn towards him.

 

 

“Huh…?,” Liu Qingge looked a bit dumbfounded at the blushing Luo Binghe. Shen Qingqiu could not blame him, his blood certainly wasn’t rushing to his brain at that moment.

 

 

“Shishu has only done it once and he’s made shizun feel so good!,” he continued, tearing up. “Shizun- shizun was in so much pain with me for so long!”

 

 

“Shh, shhh.” Shen Qingqiu sat up, and in an awkward moment Liu Qingge pulled out of him, already quite obediently moving to clean his stomach. Meanwhile Shen Qingqiu pressed a kiss to Luo Binghe’s forehead. “Were we not both terrible at it?”

 

 

A tear rolled down Luo Binghe’s cheek.

 

 

“Shizun!”

 

 

“No, Binghe- let me finish!” That pup cried so easily, ahhhh!!! There was a point to all this! “Binghe, my sweet Binghe. Neither of us had ever done it before, so how would we have known to do it better? But we did learn. And now Binghe makes this husband feel so incredibly good! And now because we do know how, it was much easier for your shishu to learn.”

 

 

Luo Binghe sniffled a bit more, and probably enjoyed the attention he got when Shen Qingqiu kept gently wiping away his tears.

 

 

“Shizun promises he feels good with this disciple now?,” he asked.

 

 

“I promise.” There was no hesitation for him, but he still blushed a little when he continued. “Th-this husband in fact insists that Binghe have him right here as well.”

 

 

“Really?” Luo Binghe’s pupils widened, and his mood suddenly shifted. From crybaby to hungry wolf in an instant.

 

 

“Just wait a little moment, alright?,” Shen Qingqiu kissed his cheek. “I need just a little rest.”

 

 

“Mn.” Luo Binghe’s gaze moved to his shishu. “I still want to know what made shishu do it like this.”

 

 

“I- I just tried to figure out what he liked,” Liu Qingge blurted out. “I told you before. Just be gentle and watch him closely. He showed me what he liked, that’s all.”

 

 

“Showed you? But he didn’t…,” Luo Binghe trailed off, finally realising it himself. If one paid attention to one’s partner, and did not start to go for rough right away it was easy to figure out!! In fact, Shen Qingqiu had tried to do this plenty of times but this child was simply too wild! “Shizun… may I try it?”

 

 

“Of course,” Shen Qingqiu told him gently. “Binghe can try it however he wants. This master is ready.”

 

 

He had absolutely expected for Luo Binghe to pounce on him and press him down - and to be honest he definitely did like it this way. Now that it did not hurt anymore, he really couldn’t get enough of getting his insides rearranged. But after watching Liu Qingge, Luo Binghe was quite different. It turned out, he could in fact be a very studious boy if he put his mind to it. Much like before, Shen Qingqiu was gently guided onto the soft grass.

 

 

The spot was a little further towards the lake, avoiding any stains they might have left behind. While the water’s effects had worn off a little, Shen Qingqiu was still incredibly horny. Especially seeing such a new side of his adoring husband! His fantasy of having them both was finally coming true, and it was better than he had even imagined.

 

 

Was this what the kids called “being a cockslut”?

 

 

Shen Qingqiu mentally shrugged, and eagerly accepted his husbands kisses. Even those were different! Much slower, with less and less biting. Slowly but surely Luo Binghe deepened the kiss, not letting him pull away until he was completely out of breath. It had the same effect as the water, and Shen Qingqiu felt a little dizzy in the best way.

 

 

“Was it the neck he liked?,” it was Luo Binghe’s voice, but not directed to himself. It was Liu Qingge who replied with an affirmative. And just like that Luo Binghe leaned down again, now gently kissing his neck.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu realised how badly he was holding back, that he was almost shaking with the effort of doing so. His own hands had come to Luo Binghe’s lovely, thick hair, grasping it, pulling him closer.

 

 

“Why don’t you mark this master here?,” he whispered.

 

 

“Really?,” Luo Binghe seemed to have lost all confidence.

 

 

“Yes, show your shishu what I showed you.”

 

 

He didn’t mean a bite mark, of course. A while back Shen Qingqiu had shown Luo Binghe how to do a proper hickey, but he had never allowed him to do it on his neck, not after he had been forced to wear a scarf because of such marks! But now he did not care. Now he was just horny.

 

 

And Luo Binghe eagerly went to work. As he did so, Shen Qingqiu arched his back, feeling his husband’s cock growing as they fooled around. Eager to not wait much longer, Shen Qingqiu’s deft fingers grasped for what clothes were still left on him, almost ripping them like his husband tended to do. Just a few months ago he could not have imagined taking more than one round from his disciple, let alone two from more than one man! But now… now it was so different.

 

 

Finally he pulled away from Shen Qingqiu’s neck, grinning down at his creation, even smirking at his shishu.

 

 

“Wow that… how did you do that?,” Liu Qingge asked.

 

 

“Basically, you suck on it.” Luo Binghe seemed almost proud to be able to teach him something, rather than learning from his shishu.

 

 

“Binghe~,” Shen Qingqiu called out softly. “Don’t forget your husband.”

 

 

“I would never!” And right back in his arms he was.

 

 

They continued to kiss so sweetly but so breathtakingly as Luo Binghe aligned himself with his entrance. Like he had learned from his shishu, he went incredibly slowly pushing inside him, and Shen Qingqiu was glad for it. He gasped into the kiss when the head of his cock breached him, biting on his lower lip when the first inch slid inside. Though he had been “prepped” by his shidi, this heavenly pillar was still quite a different league!

 

 

“W-wait,” Shen Qingqiu muttered. Then, a little more alarmed: “Stop.”

 

 

Luo Binghe immediately stopped moving, and almost was about to pull out, so Shen Qingqiu crossed his legs behind him.

 

 

“Don’t move!,” he told him. “It’s… I need to get used to it a little.”

 

 

“Is something the matter?,” Liu Qingge was right by their side still, and came to caress his cheek. Shen Qingqiu smiled a little awkwardly.

 

 

“It’s alright. He’s just… really, really big. I only need a moment.”

 

 

He took in a deep breath, and smiled up at his husband.

 

 

“It’s okay, try to do a little more.”

 

 

Luo Binghe looked so serious, and continued to listen to him, watch him very closely. A few more times Shen Qingqiu had to ask him to stop, breaths coming a little more quickly now as the huge pillar spread him open. Yet at the same time feeling every inch so intensely made himself get hard again, flush against his belly. He was already leaking by the time Luo Binghe had pushed all the way inside him.

 

 

“Move a little for me, alright?,” Shen Qingqiu purred into his ear, gasping when Luo Binghe immediately rolled his hips rather gently.

 

 

He was shameless out here. His moans were growing increasingly more loud and obscene, his fingers once again digging into the back of the man above him.

 

 

“B-Binghe-!,” he suddenly called out, and once again Luo Binghe stopped completely.

 

 

“Shizun? Does it bleed again? I’ll stop-”

 

 

“No,” he interrupted, panting. “I need you to- to do it faster. And harder. Like you usually do.”

 

 

“Really? But shizun liked it so much before…,” Luo Binghe pouted again. A real turn off!

 

 

“I like it both ways,” Shen Qingqiu sighed. “And anything we haven’t tried yet. Go on, show your shishu how you do it.”

 

 

He cried out even louder when Luo Binghe suddenly fucked into him, then grinned. This was perfect! First slow and steady, now hard and fast! He could have it whatever way he wanted it!

 

 

His body was almost folded in two, and by their side Liu Qingge gasped at the sight. Luo Binghe’s strength really came to play here, the way he could effortlessly manhandle Shen Qingqiu and thrust into him at such a steady pace! His own eyes almost rolled back into his head, jaw slack open and close to drooling. This was too good, this was going to fry his brain!

 

 

“Hey, shizun,” Luo Binghe had leaned right next to his ear, that deep voice reverberating in his mind. “We’ll show shishu how big I really am, hm?”

 

 

“Wh- Wha…?” Before he could really ask what he meant by that, he was suddenly lifted up.

 

 

For a brief moment he sank even deeper on Luo Binghe’s cock which mercilessly teased the sweet spot inside him and Shen Qingqiu shuddered at the sensation. Then he was easily manhandled to turn around by his husband who was sitting back on his feet. At first he thought he was going to be on all fours, but Luo Binghe was so strong, that he simply held him up like this! With his back against Luo Binghe’s chest, he was completely exposed to Liu Qingge.

 

 

“Oh. Oh… wow!” Liu Qingge’s face was completely red, and he looked down at Shen Qingqiu’s belly.

 

 

As he followed that gaze, he finally realised what Luo Binghe had meant. His disciple was fucking him from behind, and so with every thrust, that heavenly pillar poked through Shen Qingqiu’s belly, making an obscene sight below.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu almost came right there. He reached down to put his palm over his belly, wanting to feel his cock like this, too.

 

 

“Shizun likes it?,” Luo Binghe growled softly into his ear. His arms had him in a death grip, holding him up. Fuck, it was good!

 

 

“Sh-shizun l-loves i-it!,” he brought out between thrusts. “I ca- ah~ M-more, Binghe-”

 

 

In this position Luo Binghe was indeed limited to an extent with how he could move. So he steadied Shen Qingqiu and gently placed him back down on the soft grass - this time face forward on all fours. But when his husband gripped his hips and started fucking into him again, he simply could not hold himself up. His arms collapsed, and he hugged the beautifully scented grass, moaning against it.

 

 

“B-Bing- he- So- g-good ah~ hah- husband~!”

 

 

He could only speak between thrusts and only for a few moments longer. Due to its size and curve, Luo Binghe’s heavenly pillar was perfectly designed to fuck him senseless. It hit all the right places, stretched him so pleasantly wide, and felt even hotter than Liu Qingge’s. If he thought that orgasm from before had been overwhelming, he had not been prepared at all for what Luo Binghe would bring him.

 

 

Helplessly his fingers dug into the soft earth as his sensitive insides were set on fire. He was lucky that there was no pain, that he could once again enjoy his husband as he was meant to do! This kind of heat was different from the slow build up Liu Qingge had worked on, this heat was an inferno not just in his lower regions, but travelling through to his limbs, numbing them.

 

 

“Inside,” he gasped again.

 

 

“As shizun wants,” Luo Binghe’s voice was again right by his ear. “But shizun must take it.”

 

 

Fuck!!!!

 

 

He did his best to tighten around him as much as he could, but when he did he felt even greater pleasure! In the end it was a few rather feeble attempts at showing Luo Binghe how much he did like it inside, but his husband spoke to him with such an erotic mix of love and lust, that it did not matter.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu came, vision blurring as his body tightened on instinct. The heat of pleasure overwhelmed him completely, first when he came all over the soft grass, then when he felt his husband joining him deep inside.

 

 

Leaning over him, Luo Binghe whispered again: “This disciple’s seed is much stronger than that of that shishu.” He then leaned in and licked along the shell of Shen Qingqiu’s ear. “If shizun wants to make a little master, he’ll make mine.”

 

 

FUCCCCKKKKKKK!!!! Are you trying to make me come AGAIN!?

 

 

“This… this ma- this husband will do his best,” he had to laugh a little, completely exhausted from this long tussle. Despite wanting to just collapse, Luo Binghe held him up by the waist to make sure his seed did not spill out. This silly pup…

 

 

“What are you muttering about?!,” Liu Qingge huffed, his ears still red. “He’s a man, he can’t have a child.”

 

 

“It’s called sex talk,” Luo Binghe shot back, in a very “duh”- kind of way.

 

 

“But the sex is over!”

 

 

As the two bickered, Shen Qingqiu had to laugh. Eventually he was allowed to fall onto the grass, where he let the sun shine on his belly. After a little while he let himself roll into the lake, making sure this time to not swallow any of the water. And when the other two came to the edge to see if he was alright, he promptly pulled them both in too. Laughing, he pulled the two of them into a hug.

 

 

“Tell me, one more time. And please be honest: Are you happy?,” Shen Qingqiu asked.

 

 

The two shared a very similar look. A little sad, a little wistful, and Shen Qingqiu became a little nervous. But when Luo Binghe and Liu Qingge looked at each other, it wasn’t with as much hate as it had been just a few days ago. Liu Qingge was the first to speak.

 

 

“I am,” he nodded towards Shen Qingqiu. “At least now I can supervise this beast to make sure that he treats you right.”

 

 

He crossed his arms and Luo Binghe rolled his eyes in reply, immediately going to Shen Qingqiu to put his arm around him.

 

 

“First of all, shizun is my husband, and I graciously allow you to be here,” he almost seemed to pout a little, but when he looked down at Shen Qingqiu again, he was a lot more serious. “I am happy, shizun.”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu let out a sigh of relief.

 

 

“I apologise for asking so many times I fear… I fear I will never be able to cure these things in my head,” he said quietly. Admitting it to himself opened up a pit in his stomach, and so he leaned closer into his husband’s embrace.

 

 

“Shizun must not worry. Ask as many times as you need,” Luo Binghe’s voice was gentle, and his embrace steady. After a brief pause, Shen Qingqiu also felt another hand take his own. “We will always tell you that we are happy.”

 

 

“Mn. He is right,” Liu Qingge added.

 

 

“Thank you. Thank you both…”

 

 

Of course, none of them really had managed to avoid this water altogether. It was not long before Shen Qingqiu was tenderly made love to again, and again, and again… They camped out in this magical place, taking turns either doing Shen Qingqiu or teaching Liu Qingge the wonders of what hands and mouths could do to a body. It felt like a dream, really. Only it did not end when they left, either.

 

 

Shen Qingqiu was often reassured with kisses, hiding them behind his fan, behind a screen, or a building. At Cang Qiong Mountain it was harder to keep it a secret, though Shen Qingqiu suspected the “secret” was much like it had been with himself and Luo Binghe. But it didn’t matter anymore to him how much face he lost.

 

 

He was finally able to push out of the deep hole he had fallen into. He kept himself busy actually trying to be a teacher some days, or spending time with the other Peak Lords - those that he liked, anyway. Luo Binghe was finally starting to understand that having friends was not the worst things in the world, even if it meant Shen Qingqiu’s attention was sometimes a little divided.

 

 

But speaking of friends, somehow Mobei-Jun also made their way into their lives. It couldn’t be helped, the demon hung around Shang Qinghua almost every damn day!

 

 

“Gee, cucumber bro, how come your mum lets you have two boyfriends!”

 

 

Sometimes it could not be helped, when the two were around each other, the memes slipped out. That slowly became a little game of theirs, and watching the confusion on their partners’ faces. Whoever could come up with the most ridiculous but believable explanation usually won. Their prizes ranged from nothing to booze.

 

 

Usually it was booze.

 

 

It so happened that the two were tipsy and lying on top of each other on that comfortable sofa in Shang Qinghua’s little cottage. The other three were arguing about something or other that had to do with martial arts. Shen Qingqiu was watching them fondly.

 

 

“So you’re doing better, huh?,” Shang Qinghua’s voice made him look down, where the smaller man was lying on his chest. He was also gently brushing through Shen Qingqiu’s hair.

 

 

“Yeah,” he replied with a grin, and booped Shang Qinghua’s nose.

 

 

“Hey!”

 

 

“What? You’re like a little hamster. Cute. I could just put you in my pocket.”

 

 

Shang Qinghua pouted, making him only cuter.

 

 

“Okay, I guess you’re really good now,” Shang Qinghua, despite himself, grinned. “I honestly can’t believe Binghe let Qingge in like that.”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu lowered his voice: “Me neither. I think he’s actually starting to like him. Those two spar way too often for people who don’t like each other.”

 

 

“Is it hot, watching?,” Shang Qinghua had climbed even closer up his chest.

 

 

“Oh yeah,” he chuckled in reply.

 

 

“Nice.” His smaller friend then went back to let his head rest on his shoulder. In this position he somehow tried to drink more wine, spilling half of it on Shen Qingqiu, who then took it and drank the rest of it. “Ah but seriously, if you feel bad again let me know.”

 

 

“I will.” Shen Qingqiu now started to play with his friend’s hair. “Thank you. You helped me more than you know.”

 

 

“Any time, cucumber bro…”

 

 

Shen Qingqiu went back to watching the three of them bicker. It was getting pretty heated, and they would soon run outside and start beating each other up. He hadn’t seen Mobei-Jun join the fray yet, so it would be a spectacularly manly display of strength! Both he and Shang Qinghua joined them outside with more wine, egging them on to take off their shirts.

 

 

This… was probably not what his parents had wanted for him. But they also had not wanted him to die, leave his body and be sucked into a novel. So he was making the best of this life that he had now. And falling asleep later that day between two beautiful men, who both loved him, who both even made an effort to get along for him - that was something precious he would not be letting go of any time soon.

 

 

Surely this world had many more adventures for them to go on.

 

Notes:

I feel like the three still have a lot of potential. More adventures, maybe a magical manifestation of Shen Qingqiu's depression, maybe Luo Binghe and Liu Qingge finally also banging, or them spitroasting the good SQQ, choices, choices... Let me know if you liked this, if you have any further ideas, I may come back to them in a while!

Notes:

I went back to Tumblr so you can find me there and on Twitter as well!

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 2 of valkyrieshepard: Scum Villain's Self Saving System