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It was a little known fact that the Stellaron Hunter, Ren, harbored a deep and intense loathing for the previous High Elder of the Xianzhou Luofu.
Ren hated Dan Feng with every fiber of his being.
Every moment that had passed since Dan Feng had broken the foremost of Ten Unpardonable Sins and invoked the Transmutation Arcanum, Ren was forced to endure complete agony.
While Dan Feng was granted respite and sentenced to undergo a Molting Rebirth, Ren was unable to rest in the slightest. Death was an unreachable end for him. Not to mention, he was mara-struck, which forced upon him the most grueling torture imaginable.
While Ren was forced to suffer every waking moment for what Dan Feng had done, for the grave sin that Dan Feng had committed, Dan Feng himself was simply given a new identity and allowed to forget everything.
Dan Feng had forced upon Ren not one life-sentence, but one thousand.
And every sentence served was a sentence served alone.
That said, one could only imagine the unbridled rage and other maelstrom of emotions that Ren underwent the moment he opened his eyes and found himself seven-hundred years in the past, in the body of his previous life.
Ren was fuming.
Dan Feng might have been a great fool, but Yingxing was an even greater fool for devoting himself to someone like that.
Nevertheless, Ren’s fury mounted tenfold the moment that familiar voice called out to him, warranting his full attention
“Yingxing.”
The moment Yingxing turned his head, he was met with a painfully familiar pair of cold teal eyes, their depths unreadable and void of emotion.
Buzzing with rage, Ren clenched his fists as he silently watched the familiar figure clad in white robes, with a pair of tall antlers sprouting from long, dark hair, steadily encroaching.
His thick Vidyadhara tail swayed behind him as he walked, each step slow and calculated.
With his hands neatly folded at his lower back, clad in long, black gloves, Dan Feng expressed his usual stoicism.
Ever the epitome of elegance and grace, Dan Feng stood tall and proud, with his shoulders squared and chest out. Of course, the High Elder was still a few heads shorter than the Furnace Master.
“You—!” Ren snarled through gritted teeth, tone dripping with venom.
Nevertheless, he quickly swallowed down the biting words he wished to say to Dan Feng, violet eyes narrowing at the pair of Vidyadhara guards that flanked the High Elder.
Despite the obvious hostility that Ren expressed, the Vidyadhara seemed relatively unthreatened.
Then again, the untroubled response of the guards was completely to be expected, seeing as Yingxing was Dan Feng’s spouse. Therefore, the Vidyadhara had no reason to be on high-alert.
Dan Feng blinked in response, brows drawn together in slight confusion. “Is something the matter? You seem upset.”
Deciding to abate the anger he felt for the time being, Ren cleared his throat before speaking.
“No. I’m fine… Just feeling a bit out of sorts.” He mumbled, averting his gaze before dragging a hand down his face.
As much as Ren wished to attack Dan Feng, and finally achieve the death that he so desperately yearned for at the hands of either the High Elder or his armed escort, a much better plan had formulated in his brain.
There was a tense moment as Dan Feng took in Ren’s appearance, studying him closely from head to toe.
Purposely avoiding Dan Feng’s penetrating gaze, Ren felt his eye twitch with obvious annoyance.
— The scrutiny was so intense that Ren found himself wondering if this was what an insect being pinned under a needle and mounted felt like.
“I see.” Dan Feng hummed after a beat of silence, tone dismissive. “Well, one would imagine that the position of the Artisanship Commission’s Furnace Master is demanding and stressful. Nevertheless, all I ask is that you do take better care of yourself. It’s obvious you haven’t been sleeping much.”
Ren tensed when he felt one of those gloved hands brush against his jawline before delicately caressing his cheek. The gesture, albeit unwelcome by Ren, reflected nothing short of unconstrained fondness and love.
Though, contrary to the affectionate touch, Dan Feng’s expression remained relatively vacant and indifferent as he stared into Yingxing’s eyes.
Fortunately, Ren was quick to dampen the disgust and irritation he felt, and offered - what he hoped was - a seductive smile. It had been a long while since Ren had mustered a genuine smile, so the stretch and pull of his lips felt foreign and unnatural.
On the other hand, Yingxing was able to pull off such an expression with extreme ease, if the smile lines at the corners of his lips weren’t an obvious attestment to that fact.
That said, Ren was relieved to find that his efforts weren’t in vain, and that he was actually able to successfully lull Dan Feng into a false sense of security, taking notice of the small smile that tugged at the corner of the High Elder’s lips.
Ren eased into the familiar and gentle touch of his husband. At that moment, Ren resembled an affectionate feline, leaning its weight into the touch of its owner.
One of Ren’s hands easily eclipsed the appendage that had settled on his warm cheek.
“Hm. You’re right. I haven’t been able to sleep well these past few days. Perhaps spending a night beside you in your chambers could change that.”
Needless to say, Ren was taken aback by how easily and smoothly those words had rolled off his tongue. Not to mention, he had actually pressed closer to the High Elder as he spoke, daring to close the remaining distance between them.
As Ren drew nearer, the vacant arm of the Vidyadhara naturally curled around his thin waist, pulling Ren into an intimate embrace.
Of course, Ren fought every urge that screamed at him to shove the other away and carve as much distance between them as possible.
— Oddly enough, at the same time, something inside of Ren yearned to pull Dan Feng closer, to embrace him wholeheartedly and never let him go.
Fortunately, Ren was quickly able to shove such an alarming thought to the farthest recesses of his mind.
Dan Feng’s Vidyadhara ears twitched, Ren speaking in a hushed tone that was only meant for him to overhear.
That said, the High Elder chuckled, thumb delicately stroking the swell of Ren’s cheek.
— Though it was small, Ren internally recoiled at the gesture.
“That can certainly be arranged. I would be more than happy to remedy you.”
“I’m looking forward to it.” Ren hummed sweetly, eyelids drooping to grant him a dreamy disposition.
Nevertheless, the smile on his lips failed to reach his cold eyes, which Dan Feng neglected to notice had suddenly become hardened by seven hundred years of agony. Too focused on watching his lips and the tongue in his mouth whenever Ren spoke.
That night, Ren would surely get his revenge on the High Elder. He would reenact all of the pain and suffering he had been forced to endure alone for those seven centuries on Dan Feng in just one night.
— Because if there was one thing that was better than the silence and stillness of death, it was revenge.
«««~*~»»»
Night had long since fallen over the Xianzhou Luofu.
The bedroom was dark. The shadows of nightfall spilled over every wall, overflowing in every tight corner.
The rustling of the bedsheets was what had initially broken the silence and stillness of the night.
Vision having long since adjusted to the darkness of Dan Feng’s private chambers, Ren turned his head and easily found the Vidyadhara High Elder, completely asleep and unguarded at his side.
Fortunately, Ren had managed to convince Dan Feng that he simply wished to sleep and nothing more.
After confirming that the High Elder was asleep, Ren downcast his gaze so as to address the arm that was protectively draped across his midsection. It would have served as a pleasant weight, had Ren been Yingxing. But alas, Ren was not Yingxing.
— Not anymore.
With a deep scowl, Ren easily shook out of Dan Feng’s hold.
The moment Dan Feng’s arm was removed from his body, Ren went rigid as the High Elder rolled onto his back with a heavy sigh.
Ren waited for a tense beat of silence, settling for simply watching the steady rise and fall of his chest whilst gauging his calm expression, inspecting him for the smallest sign of wakefulness.
When none came, Ren executed his plan and tossed his leg over Dan Feng’s midsection, straddling him.
Once Ren was seated atop the High Elder, he brought both hands to his vulnerable throat.
Ren wanted to see Dan Feng frantic.
Ren wished to see those vacant eyes reflect panic and confusion, as reality dawned on him.
To watch as his spouse betrayed his trust in the worst way possible, in a vain attempt to murder him while he slept, something that Dan Feng had most likely never suspected or ever thought possible.
And then, he wanted Dan Feng to suffer the hardest when he was forced to kill Yingxing, whether out of fear or self-preservation…
More than anything, Ren wanted to see his hurt expression as he held his bleeding lover in his arms.
— And then, with his final gasp of breath, and Yingxing’s face, Ren would tell Dan Feng that he never loved him. That he hated him, and would always hate him.
That would surely be the ultimate despair.
From what Ren remembered, Dan Feng and Yingxing were deeply in love with one another.
The couple cared more for each other than anything else in the entire universe.
— To the point that Yingxing would follow Dan Feng to the end of the world, and break one of the most important Ten Unpardonable Sins alongside him, completely unaware of the cost - either that, or he simply did not care.
Yingxing wanted nothing more than to spend his entire life with Dan Feng.
— With that thought in mind, Ren grit his teeth. Whether it was from pain or frustration, he hadn’t a clue.
Every day of his short and limited existence had an insurmountable meaning so long as Dan Feng was beside him.
— Dan Feng. Dan Feng. Dan Feng!
The name was chanted alongside every beat of his pulse beneath Ren’s hands.
— Speaking of which, Ren wondered when he had become so shaky.
Ren was immediately pulled from his thoughts by a familiar voice. However, he quickly realized that it wasn’t Dan Feng’s voice
— It was Yingxing’s voice. Screaming in his mind.
“… Why— Why did you leave me?!”
At that moment, Ren wondered when his surroundings had become so blurry.
On the other hand, his eyes felt hot and misty.
— Was Yingxing crying?
“Yinyue-jun, you bastard! You left and forgot all about me!”
— Oh. Wait a minute. Yingxing wasn’t the one crying
…It was Ren.
— Ren, who was possessing Yingxing.
At the realization, Ren reflexively tightened his hold on Dan Feng’s throat, threatening to squeeze down. However, no matter how much he willed himself to do so, Ren found something within resisting.
At that moment, Ren thought of Dan Heng.
That pale, frightened expression surfaced in his brain; looking at Ren as if he was a monster; a complete stranger.
And then, Ren thought of Cloud-Piercer, impaling him straight through the heart. Over and over and over again. Everytime Ren finally found Dan Heng, that was how the encounter would always end.
Pinching his eyes shut tight, Ren involuntarily squeezed more tears from their ducts.
He felt as the heavy droplets rolled down his hot cheeks before falling from his chin.
— Ah. It had been such a long time since Ren had last cried, especially for Dan Feng.
“… Yingxing, my love? Why are you crying?”
When Ren opened his eyes, he found Dan Feng staring back at him, teal eyes full of concern.
“—Feng. Dan Feng…” Ren hiccuped, “… Dan Feng…”
Without realizing when it had happened, Ren’s hands had moved from around the High Elder’s neck to framing his pretty face with his hands, holding him tight.
Naturally, Dan Feng reciprocated the tender gesture, holding Ren’s wet face in his own hands.
“Yes. I’m here, my love.” Dan Feng reassured, not bothering to complain as Yingxing’s tears broke on his flesh, wetting his own cheeks.
Hunching forward with a broken sob, Ren pressed their foreheads together. Wet eyelashes fluttered shut. He then whispered something unexpected; something that caught both of them completely off guard,
“Please… I want you. Hold me. Make love to me… I’ve missed you so much.”
“Of course. Anything for you, my Yingxing.” Dan Feng hushed, pressing a chaste kiss to one of Ren’s wet eyes. “I missed you too, baobei.”
With that said, Ren felt his heart stutter in his chest.
— Finally. After seven hundred years.
— Oh, how Ren had longed to hear those words.
— To hear that Yinyue-jun missed him too.
Though, Ren missed him far more than he would ever know.
Without another thought, Ren surged forward, crashing his trembling lips into Dan Feng’s own, pulling the High Elder into a frenzied kiss.
The taste of Dan Feng’s lips was salty, tasting like Yingxing’s tears.
Unfortunately, Ren was unable to restrain himself and the shred of resentment he still felt for the High Elder. Without another thought, Ren bit into the flesh of Dan Feng’s bottom lip, hard enough to draw pearls of blood, which he then smeared on his tongue.
The warmth and metallic burst of flavor on his tongue was more than welcome.
In response to the pinprick of pain, Dan Feng failed to offer words of complaint or protest. Instead, he opted to roll the couple over, so that Yingxing was the one beneath him.
Ren hadn’t hesitated to throw his arms tight around Dan Feng’s neck and pulled him impossibly close, outright refusing to separate for even the tiniest moment.
Dan Feng was a welcome weight between Ren’s open legs, filling the spaces as though he was made to fit there. The familiar sensation of Dan Feng’s warmth and oceanic scent, and those strong arms around him, gave Ren quite the head rush.
It was all so familiar, but could only be relived when Ren was allowed enough reprieve from the mara to have a pleasant dream.
He parted his lips on a breathy, shuddering gasp of pleasure before eagerly sweeping his tongue over Dan Feng’s bloodied flesh; a silent invitation to Dan Feng, encouraging the High Elder to plunge that long, Vidyadhara tongue into his needy mouth.
“Ravage me…” Ren murmured against bitten lips, ankles locked at the small of Dan Feng’s back, not wanting to allow even the scantest of space to be between them. “Carve your existence so deep into my body that I never forget.”
“Of course. Anything for you, my Yingxing.” Dan Feng repeated, his forked tongue slipping inside Ren’s hot mouth, briefly exploring the wet cavity before pressing to the very back of his throat.
In the instant that followed, Ren felt a pleasant, molten heat pool low in his stomach as Dan Feng practically forced him to choke on his inhuman tongue, the slippery appendage fucking his throat.
While Dan Feng choked Ren on his thick tongue, a pair of large hands came to settle on Ren’s breasts, fingers prodding experimentally at the hard, puffy nipples which strained painfully against the material of his sleepwear.
Bucking into Dan Feng, Ren relinquished a gurgled cry around the tongue that was lodged in his throat, as his sensitive teats were teased and stimulated through his clothes.
With a satisfied hum, Dan Feng closed his fingers around the erect nipples, pinching and squeezing and tweaking them to his heart's content.
“So sensitive.” Dan Feng purred, pulling back his tongue so as to clean the saliva that spilled down Yingxing’s chin.
The moment the kiss was broken, in a lustful haze, Ren desperately pursued the lips of the High Elder with his own, desiring more intimacy.
“Dan Feng…?” Ren called in a panic upon feeling Dan Feng’s warmth retreat, hands searching for his husband. Fortunately, he managed to grapple onto a pair of sturdy shoulders.
“I’m right here, my love.” Dan Feng chuckled mirthfully at his desperation. “Goodness. Such a needy child.”
“—Feng! Dan Feng! More!” Ren tearfully cried, head tossed back in ecstasy as his nails sunk hard into the flesh of Dan Feng’s back, wishing to carve his own existence into the other in return. “Deeper! Harder! I want to feel you more!”
“As you wish, my darling.” Dan Feng hummed, tail excitedly lashing behind him as he pressed a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss to Ren’s pale neck.
At that moment, Ren wanted him to sink his teeth into the flesh, and bite down as hard as he could, but the throbbing, fiery pain that he had been anticipating never came.
Instead, Dan Feng took to disrobing him delicately, moving as though Ren was something fragile and precious.
Needless to say, the unhurried movements of the Vidyadhara High Elder were almost enough to move Ren to tears once more.
Once Ren was undressed, Dan Feng carefully shed his own sleepwear, tossing the articles aside to land in a heap on the floor.
Ren felt something bulbous and hard nudge at his slit, meanwhile there was another weight settling atop his pubic mound.
Looking through a veil of tears, Ren lowered his gaze. In the instant that followed, he swallowed hard, eyes blown comically wide, as he was met with not one, but two large and swollen cocks, already wet and eager to breed Ren full.
Instinctively, his hold on Dan Feng’s shoulders tightened whilst his body was wracked with involuntary shivers. Whether it was from fear or excitement, Ren hadn’t a clue.
While Ren held his breath and ogled the pair of members that were hanging heavy between Dan Feng’s legs, the High Elder took hold of Ren’s pale thighs, easing them further apart, as he peppered wet kisses along his smooth collarbones and perky breasts.
Ren relinquished a startled gasp as the second cock poked at the sloppy hole of his cunt once more. On the other hand, the other penis leaked and smeared precum all over the small swell of his pubic mound, the pearly liquid pooling in his bellybutton.
Ren felt his womb throb at the sight.
After swiping a hand between Ren’s open legs, fingers briefly gauging the wetness of his vagina before experimentally plunging two into his melty hole for good measure, eliciting a squishing sound, Dan Feng determined that Yingxing was plenty prepared to take at least one of his cocks.
It really had been a while since the couple had been physically intimate, Dan Feng hadn’t the patience for foreplay and he knew that Yingxing was probably just as eager to get busy.
With that said, Dan Feng curled a hand around the engorged base of the cock that was already angled towards Ren’s pussy, before guiding it inside.
The eager member sank inside with a wet squelch. Though, the sound was drowned out by Ren’s wanton moan as his pussy was forced to stretch impossibly wide so as to accommodate the impressive girth.
“Too… big…!” Ren whimpered, eyes squeezed shut.
Uttering a pleased hum, Dan Feng pressed his hips forward until his cock bottomed out, glans pressed snug against Ren’s cervix. Afterwards, the High Elder rewarded Ren, who was still in the midst of gasping for breath, with a deep and passionate kiss.
Ren could feel the member offer a powerful twitch against the walls of his pussy, as if expressing contentment with being deep inside of Ren.
At the same time, the unsheathed cock also pulsed, as if expressing its own dissatisfaction with being cold and neglected.
When Dan Feng was deep inside to the hilt, the cock that was outside of Ren’s body reached well-past his navel.
Ren felt his clit thrum, as if begging to be touched.
As if responding to its needs, Dan Feng reached down, towards where the couple were connected, so as to knead slow circles into the bulk of the puffy clit.
Once more, Dan Feng had pulled him into yet another heated, messy kiss.
Arching his back in pleasure, Ren whined as Dan Feng simultaneously withdrew his massive cock. In the meantime, the other member glided against Ren’s smooth belly, angrily spitting and sputtering precum across his stomach. The substance gathered in the creases of his abdominal muscles and flooded his navel.
When Dan Feng thrust back inside, Ren felt as though he had been speared on a white-hot poker.
His cunt throbbed and ached, as his insides were shoved apart.
The taut muscles of his legs spasmed.
The long, toned appendages, which were spread wide in the air, sticking straight out on either side of Dan Feng’s waist, toes splayed, were jostled with each precise, yet powerful movement.
“Fuck! So good…! Don’t stop!” Ren cried out, squirming like an overstimulated feline.
As Dan Feng sucked bruising hickeys into his throat and plucked at his nipples, Ren found that he was unable to do anything aside from moan like a bitch in heat and take whatever the High Elder had to offer; violet eyes rolled to the back of his head, and tongue lolling out of his wide open mouth, allowing one a clear shot at the back of his throat.
The sound of skin slapping was deafening.
Dan Feng rocked into Ren like a man possessed, as if attempting to fuck his cock into Ren’s very core.
The bed beneath the fiercely mating couple creaked and groaned in protest.
After reaching his pique for the umpteenth time, Ren finally found the strength and clarity to move his limbs.
Dan Feng relinquished a guttural sound around the hard teat in his mouth, tail lashing wildly, as Ren curled his calloused fingers around the swollen shaft of the neglected cock that was currently rutting against his slippery stomach, and making a complete mess of him.
— Ren needed both hands just to cover a portion of the girthy mass.
Ren poured all of his focus into pumping the member with his hands in tandem with Dan Feng’s frantic thrusts inside his pulpy twat.
Unfortunately, Ren hadn’t the upper hand for too long, as Dan Feng pressed a finger hard into his engorged clit, effortlessly pulling a wrecked sob from his tattered throat and forcing his head backwards.
Just then, a torrent of wetness shot out of Ren’s cunt in a watery arch, soaking the sheets and both of their thighs.
“Yingxing…” Dan Feng growled, glowing eyes slicing through the darkness. He looked like a predator. “Yingxing. Yingxing.”
“Dan Feng! Dan Feng!” Ren wailed in return, hips and legs trembling with overexertion. “Breed me! Give me both of your cocks… I can take it.”
— Ren wanted it.
— Even though he knew that it was impossible, he wanted a child with Dan Feng. Something to take with him into his next life, when Yingxing no longer existed.
— He wanted a piece of his first love. Anything as proof of Dan Feng’s love for him. Even if meant getting torn apart by two Vidyadhara cocks.
“Anything… My love…!” Dan Feng wheezed, already at his limit. At that point, his movements were frenzied and lacking rhythm. Nevertheless, he stilled enough so as to slot his second cock against the first, slowly feeding it into Ren’s stretched pussy.
Ren nearly screamed as the second girth cleaved him open. He felt like a bowstring that was pulled too tight, ready to break and burst into pieces.
His perineum was stretched thin, the flesh threatening to split at any moment beneath the weight of both cocks.
“So full… Haa… Good.” Delirious from pleasure, Ren offered a manic, breathy laugh. “… So good.”
The couple came together to share one final kiss.
Ren closed his legs tight around the pumping waist of the High Elder, urging him to pierce even deeper.
Ren wanted Dan Feng all the way in his womb, so as to better impregnate him.
With another powerful thrust, Dan Feng pressed as deep inside as he was physically able, flooding Ren’s fertile, little womb with a torrent of his thick seed.
Like wildfire, molten heat quickly spread through Ren’s loins.
Ren was hardly able to utter a weak cry, which Dan Feng greedily swallowed down, as he felt his uterus rapidly start to balloon and distend through the flesh of his abdomen, as it was pumped full of the Vidyadhara High Elder’s cum.
There was a weight on his stomach as both of their hands, fingers intimately interlocked, rested atop the tight, trembling bulge of flesh, feeling it swell with Dan Feng’s warm seed firsthand. All Ren could think about was how he wanted it to take.
— Though his current body was broken beyond repair, he wanted to carry life.
As moments passed without a sign of Dan Feng’s climax slowing down or stopping, Ren thought that it was too much, that he would surely break and his stomach would burst open.
Fortunately, that wasn’t the case.
In the end, Ren felt and looked as though he was several months pregnant.
Dan Feng purred as he gently stroked the bulge.
“I wish it were real. You’d make such a wonderful mother” He hummed, tone reflecting a hint of sadness and regret as he affectionately nuzzled Ren. “You’d be so beautiful, my Yingxing.”
Ren felt his breath catch in his throat, disappointment steadily dawning on him.
Fortunately, he wasn’t able to dwell on his emotions for long.
At that moment, Ren could sense it.
— Yingxing was returning to his body.
However, just before that could happen, Ren opted to open his mouth, and, it was at that moment that he had managed to sum up everything that he had ever wanted to say to Dan Feng—
“… I love you, Yinyue-jun…”
— I always will.
Dan Feng smiled, leaning in for a gentle kiss. “I love you too.”
Ren may have never got to exact his revenge on the previous High Elder, but at least he got to hear for himself that he was truly loved at one point.
— Even if he forgot everything else about such a weird experience, Ren at least hoped that he would get to keep that one detail. Because although he was spiteful and cold and a little insane, Ren was also someone who deserved to be loved deeply.