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Mo Ran wandered his way through the halls.
The large window tiles opened way to a never-ending sea of mountains SiSheng Peak offered. Its dreamy appearance transmitted peace to the likes of anyone, but it went right through Mo Ran’s simple heart. Despite having gained quite a number of years after his transmigration, his character was still the same. Although his body did reveal a noticeable change; Mo Ran’s height increased by a handful of centimeters and his factions were already sharpened which made him look like a fierce young and handsome gentleman. The physique of his body contributed to that strong aura of his, each muscle was visibly rigid leaving no trace of a teenage kid. Fucking finally, was Mo Ran’s reaction when he himself became aware of it.
Certainly, years do not only bring physical change, but also introduces you to incomparable experiences and new sentiments. Countless missions boosted his overflowing experience jar yet he still had to figure out the knot of emotions he accumulated. It was a pain in the balls when he reflected on it. Not to mention that he was trampled in this dilemma since his previous life.
As was anticipated, this quandary was about Chu Wan Ning. Mo Ran wholeheartedly believed he had his feelings resolved at the beginning of this life. One thing was for sure: he hated Chu Wan Ning.
Although this was not the case now.
Mo Ran came to understand that what he felt for his Shizun was something closer to love, and he then realized it really was romantic love. So he wished to atone for his hatred and actions towards Chu Wan Ning, both from his previous life and this one. Though every time he thought about it his mind reminisced hurtful scenes, so he usually dismissed such thoughts as soon as possible.
Hence he did accordingly just now. Mo Ran took away his eyes from the scenery and resumed his stroll promptly. Now that Shizun was on his mind, he remembered that he hasn’t known of him today. Perhaps an urgent matter arose, but even so, such situations easily become the target of gossip and Mo Ran hasn’t heard anything suspicious. He shrugged the thought away and finally arrived at MengPo Hall for a meal. He was welcomed by the bustling crowd of energized youths and his dog-like senses took the best of him, sniffing his way through the mass of disciples to get his food. When one sense is activated, the others waken as well, so it was inevitable for Mo Ran to get a hold of a conversation near him.
“YuHeng Elder didn’t attend the morning classes today.”
“Now that you mention it, that’s true, I didn’t see him either. Maybe he went on a mission?”
Shizun?
As if answering his previous thoughts, there was tittle-tattle about his Shizun’s absence already. Mo Ran took a step closer.
“If he ventured out on a solo mission then he didn’t inform the authorities.”
“Why do you say that?”
“I accidentally heard an Elder worrying about it to another. But the other one responded that that’s not it at all. He said that YuHeng Elder hasn’t left his room! Isn’t that interesting?”
“What interesting, maybe he is sick, why hasn’t anyone checked on him?”
“Are you crazy? Knocking on his door is no different than suicide.”
“What if he fainted or something, what if he is lying dead-”
CLANG!!
Mo Ran let go of his empty dish on the counter and a blanket of silence fell upon the one’s nearest to him. Eventually, the two talkative boys were startled speechless and the moment they perceived Mo Ran’s presence, one of them gasped and the other one put up a poor act of innocence.
Mo Ran bashfully remarked, “Ah sorry, my arms are a little sore, don’t mind me.”
Some disciples shot him glances of empathy; he even received a couple of good luck s from others. Mo Ran snickered inside, if he gets sore muscles it would never render him this fragile. But the conversation from before made his chest become stuffy with worry.
The day went by and the Shizun situation was bugging Mo Ran even as he tried to catch some sleep. He concluded that whatever Chu Wan Ning was going through he would resolve it himself. If he caught a cold, then he would sweat it out. Simple. What if he fainted? Shizun is a very strong man, he would just wake up after it. But he would go out of his room right away so that is definitely not the case. What if, for some reason, he’s lying somewhere in his room in the brink of death?
Mo Ran rapidly sprung off from his bed. The dizziness of the abrupt action didn’t intervene with his thoughts. It was only one day that he didn’t show his face, he considered his worry to be dramatic and ridiculous, although ever since he acknowledged his sentiments towards Chu Wan Ning he became too sensitive as well. Mo Ran revived memories from his past life and he remembered how miserable he felt to the point of dying when he saw his Shizun’s lifeless body on —
He instantly shook his agitation away and steadied his breathing. After a pause he continued his pondering. How come no one has checked on him? Why are all these good for nothings a bunch of cowards? Oh but he wasn’t. That’s right he wasn’t a coward, and he has been into Chu Wan Ning’s room before. This was nothing.
Thus, he decided to pay his Shizun a warm visit.
The moment Mo Ran found himself face to face with Chu Wan Ning’s door, all that previous courage dissipated at once. Just some steps away, and he would be side by side with Shizun. His back was suddenly drenched in cold sweat and his hands began to fidget out of anxiety. There was no turning back now, he was to face whatever scene would be revealed as soon as the door is opened. So he sucked in a breath, and silently entered the room.
An icy breeze kissed his cheeks as greeting yet as soon as he closed the door the breath of wind stopped in its tracks. The world became still. From the corner of his eye he perceived a presence on his left side. Once he laid eyes on it, he witnessed an image that resembled the immortals from those exquisite paintings. Chu Wan Ning’s straightened back faced him—at first glance, you couldn't tell if it was a woman or not. Straight black hair rained down to the floor making contrast with the whiteness of the tunic — as ink smeared on white paper. A window was in front of Chu Wan Ning and the moonlight bathes him while it lights up the room sufficiently enough to determine every object in it.
YuHeng of the Night Sky indeed.
The Shizun in front of him seemed like a deity, a celestial creature that was out of reach to the hands of a mere human. This aura made Mo Ran feel uneasy. Chu Wan Ning has always been approachable — Mo Ran would always get a hold of him in his past life whether he agrees or not — but this time his mind was running a marathon and imagined what it would be like if he no longer had any type of access to his Shizun.
Pain throbbed in his chest.
Mo Ran caught sight of movement from Chu Wan Ning’s right arm which rested on the table before him. He stomped subconsciously across the room towards his Shizun and entered the chilly force field he always carried. Mo Ran’s eyes widened at the paper Chu Wan Ning elegantly wrote on. But it wasn’t writing as one would expect, he was… drawing. To be precise, he was designing a gauntlet, the details were meticulously recorded on the paper. The table was covered by scrambled sheets of paper filled in with various designs that were starting to pile up, each original and unique. For Mo Ran though, it was a bunch of illegible gibberish. He turned to Chu Wan Ning ready to snap at him but he stopped midway when his eyes landed on his face. He swore tonight’s moonlight had some beauty enhancer enchantments because Chu Wan Ning radiated.
Mo Ran inquired, “What are you doing?”
“That’s my line.” Chu Wan Ning snapped.
Mo Ran went mute for a while then remembered what he came here for. “You haven’t left your room for anything, were you doing this? Are you even losing your sleep because you’re drawing a bunch of gloves?”
“I am not drawing a bunch of gloves. This is work.”
“And is it that important that you don’t even take care of yourself properly? Show signs that you’re alive at most.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Even though those words pierced like a blade in Mo Ran’s stomach, he knew his actions and agitation were completely ridiculous, but he didn’t know how to suppress it and he’d rather take action than lament. No more lamenting.
Chu Wan Ning flapped his eyelashes like the wings of a butterfly. “A client pled me to forge gauntlets with particular functions for her troupe. They flee two days from now and I have yet to carve them.” He paused and realized Mo Ran was attentive to his words. He continued, “She helped me enormously before and I’d like to return the favor.”
Mo Ran’s heart throbbed. Why was Chu Wan Ning so lovely? His Shizun would drop everything to help someone — that includes repaying help he received before. But many would misunderstand his intentions since he was a to-the-point and aloof character. Only a few understood he wasn’t good at expressing himself. On top of that, he opened up to Mo Ran without having asked.
Mo Ran’s tone softened, “Have you eaten?”
“Yes.”
“Have you went bathroom when needed?”
“Yes. Mo Ran, I’m not an infant.” His phoenix eyes sharpened.
“You should rest.”
“I’m fine, go back to your room.” The brush in Chu Wan Ning’s hand was settled with an impatient thud on the table.
“It seems you’re about done with the designs, you can carve tomorrow, don’t lose your sleep.”
“Go back to your room.” Chu Wan Ning used the same venomous tone he uses when he’s about to whip someone.
But Mo Ran remained unbothered. “I don’t know if Shizun noticed but this venerable one has grown up to be bigger than you in proportions so whatever threats you’re plotting will not scare me away easily.”
Chu Wan Ning was caught off guard by that cheeky remark and he indeed noticed how Mo Ran has developed into the body of a well-built man. How could he not? But now that he mentioned it out loud he felt himself flush slightly and turned his face away with a grunt. To make matters more surprising, Chu Wan Ning felt how Mo Ran grabbed his arm and located it around his shoulder the same way you hold an injured person.
“Don’t get mad, it isn’t my fault nature wanted the disciple to be taller than the master. Here, I’ll carry you.”
“What-”
In matters of seconds Chu Wan Ning was already carried by Mo Ran in bridal style. Under the moonlight, they looked like a newlywed couple and those were the exact thoughts that went through Chu Wan Ning’s mind. He didn’t want to kick his legs, nor order Mo Ran to settle him down, nor wrap the other arm around Mo Ran’s neck. All of those options would make him look like a mistress in distress, so he remained still and let himself get carried.
Mo Ran painstakingly settled his Shizun down on the bed. The piece of furniture was an unrecognizable mess—like it usually is—so Mo Ran jerked away to assemble all the random objects on the bed in a natural way, as if he does this everyday.
“What you’re doing is unnecessary.” Chu Wan Ning wanted to sound cold but what came out was a trembling voice of tenderness.
“But I want to do it… there, everything is organized now you can lie down.” He gave two welcoming pats on the bed.
Chu Wan Ning wasn’t used to these amiable gestures from anyone. He didn’t know if he was being played with or if these were actions that truthfully came from Mo Wei Yu’s heart. No one would do such things for him, so why would this youth do it?
“Stop.”
Mo Ran had crouched to grab Shizun’s feet and place them on the bed, but he stopped halfway and let go of them obediently. He remained in that position and looked up attentively like a puppy. Every move of his was intimate which made Chu Wan Ning’s head spin in confusion and his heart beat in excitement. Such a combination made him uneasy yet he still asked a question he feared to hear the answer from.
“Mo Ran, why are you doing this?”
He replied nonchalantly, “Why? Can’t a disciple take care of his master?”
“Are you making fun of me?”
“How is this making fun of you? I do not dare.”
“Then why are you doing this?”
Mo Ran sighed, “So you really want to know, but shouldn’t Shizun have the answer already?”
“Explain yourself.” He knew he was on the defensive side but his lack of confidence took the best of him.
Mo Ran did not notice. “Do you think someone would do all of this for another just because they felt like it? Of course not, you only do these things for the ones you love.”
Chu Wan Ning went silent. He was still waiting for Mo Ran to tell him what he was doing is a very bad joke. He did not want to conclude anything that might easily turn out to be untrue.
“You still don't know?”
If this kid does or says anything else I might...
“Shizun, I am doing this because I am in love with you.”
What?
“Wait, don’t punish me or anything. I am not lying, I really mean what I just said.”
Why would you love someone like me?
“Ah, you can hit me if you want, it’s better than no reaction after all…”
I don’t believe you.
“Shizun?”
“I don’t believe you.”
Mo Ran jolted in surprise. In reality, he expected his Shizun not to believe him, but he anticipated it with kicks and punches until he was out of the room. Chu Wan Ning’s answer didn’t sound like a rejection either, yet this reaction made Mo Ran’s heart sink since his expression seemed to be that of… hurt. He wanted to desperately hold him and change the look on his face but instead he grasped his sleeve and asked, “How do you want this venerable one to prove his love for you?”
Chu Wan Ning feared that if he answered his voice might crack, but after all, he was rendered speechless.
“If Shizun doesn’t answer, I’ll prove it my way.”
No, I might...
“I’m warning you.”
I might fall more in love with you.
Mo Ran got no response, hence without missing a beat, he got a hold of Chu Wan Ning’s left foot and landed a subtle kiss. His Shizun curled his fingers in surprise which made Mo Ran chuckle internally but observing how Chu Wan Ning was nothing but flustered he kept going. Another kiss was given, followed by a number of others. Mo Ran wanted to worship his Shizun, he wanted him to properly feel what it is to be adored.
Chu Wan Ning could not believe the current situation. He had never imagined something like this could happen, he only prepared himself for a life of solitude, not that his unspoken feelings towards his disciple would be reciprocated. He saw how Mo Ran closed his eyes while laying soft kisses on his feet and he couldn’t help but go crimson red.
While a million thoughts roamed through Chu Wan Ning’s mind, he felt his toe getting slightly pulled. He glanced down only to be shocked to the bone: Mo Ran was sucking his toe.
Chu Wan Ning yanked his feet away immediately, “Stop! That’s dirty.”
Mo Ran smirked, “I just want to devour all of you, Shizun.”
Again—bereft of speech.
Chu Wan Ning was a man full of experiences and knowledge yet he lacked the mastery of what to do next in such instance. As a result, he defensively kept his feet away from Mo Ran’s reach but the latter just stared at him playfully. In a rapid movement which the naked eye could not perceive, Mo Ran hugged both his Shizun’s legs and didn’t let go no matter how much he strived to tussle free.
“Agh.. Wait Shizun, I get it stop struggling...” Mo Ran grunted as he strongly hugged the kicking legs.
Once Chu Wan Ning stopped his wrestling, Mo Ran shot a pouty expression his way while still holding his legs, but his Shizun looked away and ignored the gesture. Mo Ran felt like he was being challenged and he accepted the provocation.
Before anything else could happen, Mo Ran seized Chu Wan Ning’s legs and resumed his kissing. This time he went for the legs; he delicately uncovered his clothes until silky white skin came into contact with his lips. Mo Ran’s every movement was careful as if afraid the person in front of him might disappear with a rough maneuver.
Mo Ran softly kissed his way up to his knees—when he reached his thighs, Chu Wan Ning’s breathing became erratic. He has never been caressed in such manner before, let alone kissed. Mo Ran got closer to a dangerous zone and Chu Wan Ning flinched away in warning. To his reassurance, Mo Ran’s lips ignored that area but before he could sigh in relief Mo Ran snapped his clothes off completely.
Chu Wan Ning was stripped naked.
Stripped naked in the blink of an eye.
He was ready to reproach at Mo Ran but this youth beat him to every move and every breath: he began to kiss his tummy. It was such a ticklish feeling that made Chu Wan Ning subconsciously grip on the clothes lying next to him and as Mo Ran slowly made his way up, his grasp became stronger, his heart beat faster, his breathing rougher.
Mo Ran landed a kiss on his right nipple that proceeded with a violent suck and it sent a rush of tingling sensations to Chu Wan Ning’s lower body. The action was as unexpected as the high-pitched whine that came out of his throat.
Mo Ran instantly froze when he heard that whimper, his expression instantly veiled with darkness. Chu Wan Ning could not determine what was the meaning of the mien Mo Ran just adapted, it couldn’t be anger or discontent—he knew his expressions well by now—this must be… lust.
Mo Ran finally lifted his gaze after a pause, the carnal desires were written all over him. He flirtingly raspped next to Chu Wan Ning’s ear, “You really are enjoying this, Shizun.” Chu Wan Ning trembled by the sound of his voice. “Let me give you more.”
True to his words, Mo Ran dived back to his nipples, he pressed and sucked while his tongue gave magic swirls around them which made Chu Wan Ning feel waves of heat that forced strange sounds out of him. He attempted to cover his mouth since that new voice was too embarrassing, but erotic muffled sounds could still be heard.
This just felt dizzyingly good.
After having abused of both nipples, Mo Ran pushed himself up to contemplate the state in which his dearest’s chest was. The nipples became swollen and despite the moonlight adding a whitish filter upon them, the nipples shone the brightest pink. It was a magnificent sight to behold especially when his eyes landed on Chu Wan Ning’s face: he was covering his lips and nose with the back of his hand.
Mo Ran closed up the distance between them by a little and teasley asked, “Why are you covering your face?”
“I don’t want to make an embarrassing sound or expression,” Chu Wan Ning mumbled between his hand.
Mo Ran couldn’t help but chuckle, “You don’t have to hold back with me, never. Everything you do is beautiful and perfect to me, after all, you really are my treasure.”
Now, this was a remark that Chu Wan Ning would never expect to receive. He never knew such words could be directed at him, hell, he never thought about any of those words put together in a sentence. But right now, the person he has dreadfully yearned for through all these years blurted them out without a single doubt written on his face and tone. A million fireworks tingled in his heart and he went scarlet red, therefore he lifted his other hand to cover his face completely with both.
Warmth traveled all over Mo Ran’s body.
The warmness rapidly turned into arousal.
He discovered new sides of Chu Wan Ning the more he pushed on with his words and actions, cute sides he was sure no one else has seen. Mo Ran curled his fingers on Chu Wan Ning’s wrists and took his hands away from his face. Chu Wan Ning’s expression knocked the air out of him, his eyes had tears threatening to roll down his crimson red cheeks while his brows were pulled together slightly upward.
Worry wrapped Mo Ran’s voice. “What’s wrong?”
It took Chu Wan Ning a few seconds before he responded shakily, “What you said was too sudden,” he lowered his voice, barely audible, but Mo Ran heard it clear as day, “I liked it.”
Those words ignited fire within Mo Ran. He wanted to passionately devour all of Chu Wan Ning with all his might, so he couldn’t resist the impulse to kiss him. Mo Ran wanted to be gentle, but the emotions he felt were clouding his brain from reason.
Chu Wan Ning felt about the same, he sighed with delight when Mo Ran pried his lips open with his own and his tongue wrestled his way in. Waves of heat traveled through Chu Wan Ning’s body that occasionally caused him to whimper, his pace was too fierce to keep up with.
Mo Ran encircled Chu Wan Ning’s waist and pressed their bodies together. Chu Wan Ning enveloped his arms around Mo Ran’s neck and pressed their faces together. They groaned by the friction it created.
There was nothing and no one else but them in their minds.
And in their hearts.
The sloppy sound of desperate kisses filled the room for what seemed like hours. Both men tried to quench their thirst, the kiss became aggressive by the second yet they still felt unsatiated. Chu Wan Ning let out a small cry and pushed himself further into Mo Ran’s embrace while he wrapped his naked legs around his hips.
They could feel each other’s palpitating erection.
They remained like that during a considerable amount of time to the point of suffocation. These two men were so into each other they almost forgot how to breathe, so they let go simultaneously and stared into their eyes, both their lips got funnily red and swollen.
Through puffs of breath, Mo Ran snickered, “I made you go hard, huh?”
“You are hard too.” Chu Wan Ning blurted that out before he had the chance to think about it. By context, it came out as an ‘I made you go hard too.’
“And you are not wrong, princess. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of this,” Mo Ran lifted an eyebrow bossily and exclaimed, “Turn around.”
“For what?”
Mo Ran didn’t know if he was pretending or not but he asked, “Do you trust me?”
If Mo Ran would've been asking the Chu Wan Ning from years ago, he would most likely leave the question in the air, unanswered, though they have gotten as far as this, he had nothing to lose in responding with his heart. “I do trust you.”
Mo Ran’s eyes widened.
His Shizun trusts him. He didn’t realize the weight of his question until it was answered, and it drove Mo Ran to insanity. With a growl, he clasped his hands on Chu Wan Ning’s waist and turned him around himself in a single movement. Chu Wan Ning was now in all fours. First, he is carried like a lady in her wedding night, then he is easily lifted like one to this position.
Before he had chance to retort, Mo Ran interrupted him, “Squish your legs tight.” His voice came out with heavy breathing and full of lust.
Chu Wan Ning was shocked by that tone again and subconsciously did as told, he had no remedy but to obey in his confusion. Almost immediately he felt a rigid object slip between his thighs, he looked down and was startled by what it was: none other than Mo Ran’s boner.
A hot cloud of quivering breath tickled on Chu Wan Ning’s back. “Close your legs tighter.”
He did as asked and Mo Ran began to move in and out of his thighs, such movement was ridiculously erotic and aroused Chu Wan Ning even more. His length bumped his tummy with each thrust—which got increasingly violent. Until Mo Ran slithered his way to his own erection and began to move his hand up and down rhythmically matching his own pushes.
The pace was beyond what Chu Wan Ning could handle; it sent rushes of pleasure all over his body and shadowed his mind with nothing but the satisfaction Mo Ran’s hand gave. He unconsciously grasped the clothes from before to steady himself, moaned, and his back arched until his chest came into contact with the bed.
The accumulated pleasure was about to be poured and Chu Wan Ning was extremely sensitive at the new sensation, he released first with a long moan. Mo Ran followed promptly, though he did so on Chu Wan Ning’s rear behind, hot liquid slipped down his crack and Chu Wan Ning got significantly startled by it.
“Why did you do that?” He asked.
“This will help me get inside of you with ease,” Mo Ran said.
Chu Wan Ning’s confusion was evident on his expression accompanied with freckles of blush from the recent intercourse. Mo Ran was still heavily aroused, he passionately desired to be inside of Chu Wan Ning but the latter seemed to be oblivious about the process.
His lips brushed Chu Wan Ning’s ears and explained, “I will get in here.” Mo Ran settled a finger on his entrance and felt how the other began to tremble. “I will get in here, and you will be begging for more. I will get in here, and will fuck you up so good you won’t need anyone else but me to do you. ”
Flames of desire ignited within Chu Wan Ning once again, he actually believed those words. As if testing the other’s patience, he replied daringly, “Then do it.”
Mo Ran got painfully hard.
It really was painful to this point, he just wanted to fill him up already. But he couldn’t be careless since he could injure him, so he inserted a finger up his entrance and began to pump his way in to stretch him. Waves of shock numbed Chu Wan Ning’s scalp with each movement, it was a foreign feeling that made him sing muffled sounds.
A finger was added and it accidentally brushed a spot that made him flinch and moan in pleasure.
Mo Ran teased, “Oh, I found it rather fast.” Truthfully, he was impatient to brush that place with his own erection.
His fingers gave circling strokes around that area since he loved to listen to the lewdy song Chu Wan Ning crooned. With a third finger, Mo Ran was at his limit and he embarrassingly acknowledged that if he enters, he would most likely come immediately.
To his surprise, Chu Wan Ning cried between pants. “Enough… I think it’s enough so just… get in already.”
Breathtaking.
“You’re so fucking greedy,” Mo Ran groans and pulls out his fingers to steady Chu Wan Ning’s waist.
“Likewise—” But the word turns into a choked off moan when Mo Ran pushes his length up his entrance.
Halfway in, Mo Ran lets Chu Wan Ning get used to their connection and lovingly lands his lips all over his shoulders and neck several times. Until he pushed in completely. The action sent a million stars to Chu Wan Ning’s vision, his lips fell open from the pleasurable stretch and freed a gasp that made Mo Ran grunt. He knew Mo Ran is big, he has witnessed it with his own eyes, and it has now been proven to him intimately. Every inch he takes stings, but it fills him up so good he has no time to think about pain.
Mo Ran had just begun to thrust when, with great effort, Chu Wan Ning managed to breathe, “Wait… this… I can’t see you.”
“You can’t see me?” Mo Ran’s voice broke when he said this, he wasn’t in a stable condition himself.
“Yes, your face… I can’t see it.” Chu Wan Ning muttered breathlessly.
“You are going to be the death of me, Chu Wan Ning.”
Mo Ran got a hold of Chu Wan Ning’s waist and shifted his body so that his back touched the bed, but he didn’t stop there, he proceeded to hug him up into a sitting position on his own body. Mo Ran’s body was now flat on the bed and Chu Wan Ning sat down on his boner.
It went in deeper.
Chu Wan Ning could not help but flinch and close an eye in response. Not leaving a second for him to get used to their position, Mo Ran commanded, “Move.”
The entirety of Chu Wan Ning’s body burned with arousal, he didn’t know what to do with his hands but he then rested them on Mo Ran’s stomach for steadiness, and started moving properly. It felt too good . The whole situation made him see white: the man he has yearned for just declared his love for him, and he is now stretching the life out of his entrance.
With those thoughts, he let go loud moans every time his hips shocked down Mo Ran’s dick. The striking feeling ran through his spine with white-hot pleasure to the tips of his fingers, which were now starting to curl up.
Mo Ran’s hands slid down his thigh and tightened his grasp around the skin. “Fuck,” He managed to rasp in sharp breaths. “You take me in so well, Chu Wan Ning, so hot inside.”
A melody of choked up moans were his answer until Chu Wan Ning gasped in alarm and had to hold Mo Ran’s arm to steady himself.
There, that place.
Chu Wan Ning cried while moving his hips up and down desperately, “There— ah —it feels weird.”
He was losing strength on his body from the sensation, so Mo Ran embraced him and took control over the impetus, hitting the same spot. “Does it feel good, my princess?”
“It… it does.” The response sounded more like a cry.
Mo Ran dared ask without thinking much, “I’m doing well, aren’t I?”
“Yes, you are Mo Ran— mmh —”
Chu Wan Ning thinks he’s doing well. He didn’t care if he got praised in this situation, if not, it excited him more, but every time this man complimented him, he would burst from happiness inside.
He stopped.
That was a mortal decision for Chu Wan Ning so he whined like a child in protest. Mo Ran seemed to ignore the pleas and let his forehead fall on Chu Wan Ning’s shoulder as he murmured, “I really do love you.”
Silence.
After a while, Chu Wan Ning slowly lifted Mo Ran’s chin and kissed his forehead with the utmost care. It was the softest gesture Mo Ran ever received. His animal instincts ignited once again and resumed the love making while their lips connected and their tongues fought for dominance.
The intensity was reaching its peak, each movement had them on the verge of madness. Chu Wan Ning was extremely sensitive and beads of precome started to roll down his own erection, which was brushing against Mo Ran’s stomach. A bursting sensation concentrated on his lower body, he managed to break free from the biting kiss and unconsciously dropped his head backwards while rolling his eyes in pleasure followed by a high-pitched, long moan. He just had a toe-curling orgasm.
Mo Ran’s eyes sparkled when he caught sight of that scene. While he admired it, he noticed a glistening stream down the corner of Chu Wan Ning’s mouth—it was drool from their passionate kiss.
That was the final blow.
Mo Ran hissed a harsh curse and fucked into the abused hole thrice, pushing himself as deep as physically possible until he gritted his teeth and released inside of Chu Wan Ning with a low grunt. “ Fuck.”
Chu Wan Ning felt Mo Ran’s cock twitching inside of him and it had his body in aftershock, especially from the orgasm. Mo Ran slid out from him, both too busy to catch up their breath to notice how he was dripping from his entrance. Mo Ran was the one who managed to speak first, “Oh, I came inside of you, I will have to take care of that as well.”
It was until then that Chu Wan Ning noticed how wet and damp his lower body was, either from sweat, or… cum. Certainly, there was liquid coming out of an unspeakable place which snapped him back into conscience.
He quickly sat up, his aloof air was starting to return whilst snatching a blanket to cover himself up in order to fetch a clean gown for himself.
Mo Ran grabbed him by his arm, “Isn’t it dumb that you are covering yourself when I have seen it all already?” He sent a cheeky smile his way.
Chu Wan Ning glared at him, he wasn’t sure of what to do plus Mo Ran was embarrassingly right. In lack of anything else to say he mumbled, “I’ll clean myself up.”
“Didn’t you hear me? I said I’ll take care of that.”
“Stop messing around. You’re dirty too so hurry up and clean yourself.” Chu Wan Ning rummaged around his drawers to find a neat piece of cloth, but most of them were piled up dirty in a corner. He was about to give up and use the blanket in hand, when he turned around with a ‘ Tch ’, he saw Mo Ran scrutinizing the room in search for something.
Chu Wan Ning asked, “What is it?”
“Do you perhaps have a tub in here?”
Mo Ran hummed with glee as he watched Chu Wan Ning sitting down in the wooden tub with several waves of water circling him.
It was already past midnight, but Chu Wan Ning didn’t have the heart to turn down Mo Ran’s request of taking a hot bath. Chu Wan Ning proposed the baths at SiSheng Peak, at this witching hour not a single soul would be present, but Mo Ran insisted on using the unutilized random tub in his room. He was so excited that he took the time to bring barrels of hot water to fill up the tub and begged Chu Wan Ning to remain still until he came back.
If this is the aftermath of sex with him then he didn’t mind it at all…
When Mo Ran stomped back to the room, he did not only bring the chunks filled with water but other props to successfully finish the bath like the favorite concubine of the emperor would. Chu Wan Ning did not want to question anything, he just strolled next to Mo Ran towards the tub in silence.
The reason as to why there is a tub in his room is unknown. The place is spacious enough to spontaneously throw whatever in it, and even though Chu Wan Ning did exactly that, it made little to no sense to possess a tub while he makes use of SiSheng Peak’s baths instead. It made Chu Wan Ning blush unnoticeably at how it was now used after the love session.
“Hold on Shizun,” Mo Ran said after cleaning the surface with a damp towel he brought, and poured a barrel of water in. “Let me just get this ready.”
“I’ll help you—”
“No. I’ll do it.”
Chu Wan Ning was treated as a treasured concubine indeed.
Not that it bothered him.
As he joyfully saw Mo Ran do the work, he couldn’t help but stop him when he took flower petals out of his pocket and was about to scatter them on the water. “That’s too much.”
Mo Ran daringly let go of the fist of petals in the tub all while locking eyes with Chu Wan Ning. He smiled as he rubbed nonexistent dust off his hands, “There, now get in.”
What a brat.
Chu Wan Ning now found himself under the care of a boy in the body of a man. Mo Ran kept on humming while he assembled Chu Wan Ning’s hair into a hairpin, if it gets wet, it would be a pain to deal with it. Once it was done, Mo Ran got up from the chair he found somewhere in the room and tilted his head to steal a look at Chu Wan Ning.
He exclaimed, “Ah, you really do look like a princess.”
“Shut up.” Chu Wan Ning frowned and blushed his face away from Mo Ran’s vision.
Mo Ran laughed truthfully and grabbed a piece of cloth he also brought to clean off the person in front. He damped it up a little and began to scrub his back hither and thither. Chu Wan Ning broke the silence, “Why didn’t you join?”
Mo Ran’s concentrated frown softened warmly and sighed a smile, “You didn’t believe my love for you, I’ll engrave my words in your mind and heart with my actions, this is just a small part of the upcoming ones.”
Chu Wan Ning lowered his head.
After a pause, Mo Ran continued, “Shizun may not know, but I do know you love me. Your eyes are a window to your heart, they say, and this is true,” He chuckled, “your eyes betrayed you.” The scrubbing became weak the more he spoke. “You restricted yourself a lot which is understandable, we are both men, we are master and disciple, but I don’t give a fuck at all, you shouldn’t either. I… I’m sorry if I ever did you wrong, if I broke your heart, if I—I don’t know just—I may act like shit sometimes so I’m sorry for that, I truly am. You are very beautiful, if not the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen, I love you with all my heart, body and soul. I love you, my treasure. I love you Chu Wan Ning."
Mo Ran had lowered his head while speaking, having not heard an answer, he lifted his gaze and his heart gave a backflip. Chu Wan Ning’s head had turned around, the moonlight enhanced his features, and a tear threatening to roll down glistened like a star. Next thing he knew, Chu Wan Ning had shoved himself to Mo Ran, his arms wrapped him in a tight embrace.
Chu Wan Ning mumbled on Mo Ran’s neck, “I believe you, and I love you too.”
Mo Ran’s heart melted. He returned the action tightly without a second thought and buried his face in Chu Wan Ning’s neck. They remained like that for what seemed like hours, the purest form of love was exposed during that lapse of time.
Until Mo Ran broke with a whisper, “Hey Shizun, I still need to clean you up.”
Chu Wan Ning let go and let himself get scrubbed. “All right.”
He was cleaned thoroughly indeed, and with great effort of not getting turned on, his entrance was now free from residues of their lovemaking. Mo Ran inevitably was aroused, he asked for a break to calm down while Chu Wan Ning got dressed. They agreed that Mo Ran was going to clean everything up since he was the one with the idea, and that it would be best if he left for his room.
He did. But he came back shortly.
“Did you forget something?” Chu Wan Ning asked from his bed.
“I feel lonely without Shizun, let me stay here this time, I’ll make sure no one catches me leaving your room in the morning.”
Chu Wan Ning made room for him, “Don’t get used to this though.”
Mo Ran sprinted towards him, if he’d had a tail, he’d be wagging it to and fro like an excited puppy. “Understood.”
They cuddled to sleep, their hands tangled.
Chu Wan Ning had completely forgotten about his gauntlet duty, he was too happy to actually remember about it. In truth, his sense of responsibility rang occasionally while he was with Mo Ran, but he pushed the thought away, you don’t get confessed by the one you love for the first time everyday. Moreover be that intimate so soon…
The moonlight dimmed away for the morning sun to shine, just like the past gave way, for the lovingly future of the two lovers to flourish.