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“Ah, Binghe, not so rough.” Shen Qingqiu gasped, shifting around on the bed as he winced. He didn’t know how he got here, laying on the ground with his legs spread and his disciple draped in between his legs, a hot mouth on his leaking tits and a proprietary hand on his thighs to stop them from moving.
That might have been a bit of a lie, though.
He knew exactly how he had gotten here.
“Binghe, what’s going on?” He had asked, eyes narrowed in suspicion as he gave Binghe a once-over. His poor disciple looked like he was flagging pretty hard. His entire body looked like it was drooping, even down to his fluffy hair. They had been slowing down…
“I’m fine, Shizun.” Binghe replied stubbornly, jutting out his chin.
Shen Qingqiu sighed, shaking his head. This stubborn little lamb! “Binghe, you need to be honest with me! How am I supposed to teach you if you can’t be honest with your limits, eh?” He asked, gently tapping him on the forehead with his fan. “Am I such a bad Shizun that you lie to my face?”
Panicked, Luo Binghe looked up at him with wide eyes. “Of course not, Shizun!” He cried, his eyes immediately welling up with unshed tears. Trembling, his disciple lowered his eyes and kicked the ground underneath him, an embarrassed flush on his cheeks. “I’m just…hungry.” He admitted quietly.
That made sense. They had been traveling on low rations for a couple of days now, and Binghe hadn’t allowed Shen Qingqiu to give him a portion of his own. Even when he tried to sneak some into Luo Binghe's pouch, it was like his little lotus had eyes on the back of his head! It was honestly a little bit embarrassing! How could he, a grown man, not get past his student?!
“It’s alright, we’ll be there soon.” Shen Qingqiu said in a soothing voice, tilting his head as he looked up at the stars. “We’re only a week away.” Besides, as embarrassing as it was, he had a backup plan for the worst case scenario.
It was a shame he had to use it the very next day.
Explaining to his little lotus that he was an omega, capable of lactating around pack members who were weak, wasn’t exactly on his top ten most favorite moments. He hadn’t meant to hide the fact that he was an omega, okay, it just kind of happened! Everybody just kept on assuming, and Shen Qingqiu wasn’t gonna set them straight. It would have been much too embarrassing! Even thinking about it made him want to implode! The original goods hadn’t told anyone, so why would he?!
Curse his omega instincts, though, because his breasts were extremely tender to the touch because of the sound of Luo Binghe's stomach growling for the past few days.
“It’s a perfectly normal thing for omegas to do.” Shen Qingqiu said, ignoring how hot his own ears were. He hid his face behind his fan, fluttering it frantically as he spoke, trying to convince himself as much as he was Binghe. “It’s obvious you need nourishment, and while you aren't technically my pup, we are a quasi sort of pack, aren't we? You're under my tutalage! It's basically the same thing."
How was he supposed to know where Binghe's mind had gone after saying that?
It wasn’t his fault that Binghe clearly had his own thoughts about what Shen Qingqiu's place was when he thought of pack!
And that led him to where he was, his disciple's hand giving him bruises on his inner thigh, a suckling mouth on his tits, and an uncomfortably hard thickness pressing up against his cunt.
“Binghe– Enough, enough.” He gasped.
He hadn’t ever been nursed from before, not in his own original body (which was a beta, no tits to speak of there!) and not from his current body, but what he had read made him think that it was supposed to be soothing! Comforting! An act that was meant to encourage familial bonds within a pack!
This did not feel like that, not at all!
He arched his back as Binghe gave a particularly hard suck on his nipple, the pleasure-pain of his intensity sending shockwaves down his spine. “Mm, that's…that's enough, that one doesn’t have any more, the other one.” He said, a flush rising in his cheeks as he realized he was panting. Binghe, he had realized fairly quickly, was greedy in a way that he hadn’t anticipated, but probably should have.
Binghe finally unlatched, and the cold air suddenly hitting his nipple made Shen Qingqiu hiss. It was a shame that Binghe had been starving for so long. He was so hungry, sucking his nipple hard enough that it began to sting. That was the only reason why Shen Qingqiu was letting him continue. Really. It had nothing to do with how good it felt! Not at all!
“Okay, Mama.” Binghe murmured against his skin, the warmth from his breath making goosebumps form on his skin. He’d gotten so used to Binghe nursing that his other tit felt heavy, milk beading at the tips as his chest fell up and down with how hard he was panting.
When they had started, he hadn’t been prepared for how much Binghe got enjoyment out of it in. Surely Binghe was getting fuller now, they'd stop soon! And what was this mama? Who's your mama, protagonist?!
He wasn’t Binghe's mother, and he opened his mouth to tell him so, but instead let out a high pitched moan as Binghe's lips closed on his other nipple. The mixed sensations of the pressure releasing in his chest and the wetness of Binghe's warm tongue swirling around his nipple made him whine as his thighs tried to clench together, only stopped by the surprisingly strong hand on his thigh.
That hand on his thigh, now that Shen Qingqiu finally allowed himself to feel the heat of it, was inching up his thighs closer and closer to where he was leaking slick.
“Binghe, that isn’t–” He tried to say, but embarrassingly, his voice broke as Luo Binghe's hand finally touched his cunt.
“Shh, Mama, let your pup take care of you.” Binghe purred, his dark, glazed eyes shining as he lifted his head, and the worst part about it was that Shen Qingqiu knew he was serious, that he genuinely thought that Shen Qingqiu needed to be taken care of in this way. His white lotus thought his teacher needed Binghe to put his fingers inside of his cunt and thrust, to rub his clit until he would see stars. Omegas did get a little weird when they were horny, but have some faith in your master, Binghe! He could take care of himself just fine!
As two of Binghe's fingers slid inside of him with a loud slick sound, a thumb circling Shen Qingqiu's clit, pressing down so lightly it almost felt as if he wasn’t touching it at all, Shen Qingqiu let his head thump down on the ground and submitted to it with a sigh, parting his legs just a little bit wider.
Fine, fine! He would have another talk with Binghe tomorrow. Let him know that as much as Binghe was a good disciple trying to look out for his teacher, it still wasn’t appropriate for him to fuck his Shizun anytime he wanted, let alone with him thinking he was another mother to him, protagonist aside!
It had to stop, Shen Qingqiu had to put his foot down. And he would.
As soon as he stopped feeling so good.