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“Are you okay?” Xiao Chiye asks, combing his fingers through Shen Zechuan’s soft hair.
“Hm? Fine, I just…” all Shen Zechuan can bring himself to do is sigh. “I don't know…becoming the emperor is really…”
Kissing the top of Shen Zechuan’s head, Xiao Chiye whispers into his ear. “Does Lanzhou want me to help him forget his worries?”
“You—! Did we not just go at it for hours? Ai, this wolf I married is too insatiable…” in spite of his words, Shen Zechuan is more than happy to reach down and palm at the bulge in Xiao Chiye’s pants.
Xiao Chiye’s arm follows his under the blanket, strong and calloused hand gripping his wrist, squeezing it so hard he feels Shen Zechuan’s pulse jumping beneath.
“Ah, husband…”
There will be a bruise tomorrow…
The thought goes straight to Shen Zechuan’s cunt.
“If you keep doing that…I’ll take it that you want to use your mouth to relieve me afterwards, hm?”
“Ce’an.”
“Husband.”
Through a hypnagogic fog, Xiao Chiye feels two mouths kissing either side of his lips, slender yet strong hands touching his clothed chest. Two familiar voices call out to him, seductive and alluring.
“Don't you want to play with us?”
“Wake up, it’s already morning.”
Us…?
Xiao Chiye’s eyes flutter open. He blinks a few times to clear his vision and is greeted with a beautiful and otherworldly sight, one that almost makes him jump out of bed.
Two Shen Zechuans are looking at him, both smiling. Two of the face which put flowers to shame and outshone the moon, a face that made Xiao Chiye realize why wars had been fought over beauties waiting back at home.
“Two…?”
“Mn, isn't Ce’an happy?”
Of course, they're both his Lanzhou. The main difference lies in their clothes and hairstyle. The Shen Zechuan he falls asleep beside every night wears his hair down completely, looking as though he’s just been thrown about in bed; a cloying, orchid-like beauty. His inner robe is light green, giving off an air of both refined elegance and gentleness.
The other Shen Zechuan looks more regal; his hair tied up with a yellow ribbon. Light makeup accentuates his flawless features whilst not overtaking his natural loveliness. His inner robe is pure white and made of high-quality silk, covered in brocade designs of clouds and leaves. This Shen Zechuan has an untouchable and almost distant air, resembling a beautiful piece of jade who others could only look at from afar.
Xiao Chiye places his hands on either of those pretty, slender waists. “I’m certainly not complaining. Having two beauties to keep me company…I really am a lucky man.” Lifting his head, he kisses those Shen Zechuans, one with naturally pink lips, the other with a bit of red pigment applied.
The two kiss him back, sucking and nipping at Xiao Chiye’s mouth. His two hands move around to their chests, taking note of another difference. The collar of the green-clad Shen Zechuan’s robe is hanging open, revealing his chest and the edges of two brown nipples, making Xiao Chiye dizzy with desire. In comparison, the Shen Zechuan dressed in white has a high-collared inner robe that’s closed tightly, concealing even his delicate collarbones.
“Which one does Viceroy like best?” The white-clothed Shen Zechuan asks.
“Both.” Xiao Chiye slips his hand beneath the one Shen Zechuan’s open collar, thumbing the soft skin of his areola. After rubbing it just a few times, the small and hard bud of his once-inverted nipple pokes out, eager to accept the touches.
“Ah, mn…husband…”
Using his other hand, Xiao Chiye unfastens the collar of that pristine white inner robe, running his calloused fingers along the untouched skin of Shen Zechuan’s neck and making him shudder.
Pinching and teasing one of the Shen Zechuans’ nipples, his hand moves down to the other Shen Zechuan’s chest and gropes one of his small breasts, squeezing it and thumbing his nipple. A lewd whimper falls from that Shen Zechuan’s lips.
“Look, you’re both feeling so good already, and we’ve barely started.” He can't help but wonder if both Shen Zechuans have different tastes. Does one like to be fucked until he cries, whereas the other likes to be treated gently, praised and told how good he is? Does one need to be pinned down to submit, whereas the other will lie down and present himself with a single command? The possibilities excite Xiao Chiye.
Lifting his head, he puts his lips to the neck of the Shen Zechuan he thinks is ‘his’, kissing and sucking at the skin and leaving a trail of red marks, still relentlessly teasing either of their nipples. That Shen Zechuan tilts his head to give Xiao Chiye better access to his neck, whining when Xiao Chiye’s hand slides out from its place at his chest.
“Shhh.” Caressing the breathtaking small of that Shen Zechuan’s back, he pulls him down on top of him, finally removing his mouth from his neck.
The other Shen Zechuan is looking at him, a slight pout on his face. “Hmph, you’re so doting to him…”
“Don't be upset, I also love you.” Xiao Chiye moves over and grabs him by the collar, peppering those ruby-colored lips in kisses.
“Then show me.”
A devious smirk flashes across Xiao Chiye’s face. Grabbing that Shen Zechuan by the waist, Xiao Chiye flips him over and pins him down on the bed, sliding his knee between Shen Zechuan’s thighs.
Excitement sparkles in Shen Zechuan’s pair of fox-like eyes, accented by a single streak of blood-red eyeliner, giving him an even more cloying look. “That’s more like it.”
“Husband, look over here.”
Xiao Chiye turns to glance at the other Shen Zechuan. He’s sitting with his slender back against a plush red pillow, slowly and tantalizingly undoing the sash belt around his waist. His long eyelashes flutter, a smile gracing Shen Zechuan’s full pink lips.
Removing his belt, Shen Zechuan tosses it onto the bed, untying the strings holding his inner robe closed. The light green garment falls open to reveal a flawless body beneath, making Xiao Chiye’s breath catch in his throat.
“Don’t you want to touch me?”
The Shen Zechuan beneath him reaches up and wraps his arms around Xiao Chiye’s neck. “He’s good, but I’m better.”
Laughing, Xiao Chiye reaches out to grab the sash belt and ducks out of Shen Zechuan’s hold. With a firm grip, he pulls his arms together and makes quick work of binding Shen Zechuan’s wrists together using that strip of fabric, fastening it to the headboard.
“You—! Heartless bastard!”
The other Shen Zechuan grins, beckoning Xiao Chiye over with a curled finger. “Husband. Come here, let’s stir up a storm under the sheets together.”
Xiao Chiye climbs on top of Shen Zechuan, muscular body pressing him into the mattress.
A moan rises from Shen Zechuan’s throat. Euphoria courses through him. “Fuck, husband…I want it, I want you.”
A smirk playing at the corners of his lips, Xiao Chiye sits up and removes his belt. Shen Zechuan’s eyes follow his hands attentively.
“You should know…you married a cold-blooded wolf,” Xiao Chiye says under his breath.
“What?”
He pulls the belt straight like snapping a belt, the fabric trembling. “You invited a wolf into your house, did you not?”
Heat shoots like a flaming arrow into Shen Zechuan’s cunt, his cock aching with desire.
Xiao Chiye lowers the belt and fastens it around Shen Zechuan's head, covering his eyes. Sharp teeth and hot breath ghost over Shen Zechuan’s earlobe, making him squirm. “So now…you have no choice but to bear the consequences.” He kisses the man beneath him. Heat and passion spark between their mouths, Xiao Chiye nipping and biting and licking.
“Husband…you’re so cruel, tying me up and fucking another man in front of me as I watch…!” The Shen Zechuan tied up beside them squirms.
“Hm?” Xiao Chiye slips his hand beneath the waistband of Shen Zechuan’s silk pants. Sliding his finger between the wet folds of Shen Zechuan’s cunt, Xiao Chiye lets out a soft chuckle of surprise.
“Look, you’re already wet,” he teases as he rubs the hard bud of Shen Zechuan’s clit.
His thighs twitch and toes curl in response, letting out staggered gasps. “Ah, V-Viceroy…mn, don't…that spot…”
“You don't like it? I’ll stop, then.”
And sure enough, Xiao Chiye pulls away. Returning his focus to the Shen Zechuan beneath him, he pulls down his pants and gives his half-erect prick a few strokes. Xiao Chiye doesn't look when he opens the top drawer of the nightstand beside the bed, feeling around inside for a bottle of lube. Producing a little porcelain white bottle, he opens it and pours some out onto his fingers.
“Seems like this is what I was looking for,” Xiao Chiye says, wrapping his hand around his dick and rubbing it up and down. The Shen Zechuan beside him stares, rims of his eyes red.
“You shameless bastard! Don't you have any face to spare for your husband?”
A wave of pleasure washes over Xiao Chiye’s body as he thumbs his slit, smearing it with lube. His cock is already throbbing, eager to fuck both of the beautiful versions of his husband before him.
But he can't — it wouldn't be fair.
He smiles and leans down to kiss the painted-red lips of the Shen Zechuan who’s tied up. “Don't worry. I promise to show you something you’ll never forget, so be a good boy and wait.”
Shen Zechuan bites his lip. Hearing the words ‘good boy’ in Xiao Chiye’s sultry voice makes him lightheaded. A twisted and erotic jealousy coils in his chest as he watches Xiao Chiye pull down that other Shen Zechuan’s pants, his hands trembling faintly.
The sudden coldness makes him gasp. “Husband…”
“Is it cold?”
“Mn, a little…”
Strong hips press down against Shen Zechuan’s, dissolving all that coldness in an instant. Something long and hard and hot slides into the softness of his thighs.
“Oh fuck…”
Slowly, teasingly, Xiao Chiye starts fucking his thighs, moving in and out with little resistance. He knows Xiao Chiye takes pleasure in pushing him to the edge like this, and he relishes it in turn.
Those firm abdominal muscles push Shen Zechuan’s erect dick down against his stomach. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room.
Lube-covered fingers creep beneath the silk waistband of that beautifully bound-up Shen Zechuan. Their calloused tips brush through the soft patch of curly hair just above the hard nub of his clit, peeking out from already-slick pink folds. Those tantalizingly slow touches make Shen Zechuan’s thighs twitch, and he lifts his waist, desperate for more.
Xiao Chiye clicks his tongue. “So needy.”
Beneath him, staggered moans are drawn out from Shen Zechuan’s throat with every thrust between his thighs. Heat spreads up through his entire pelvis, the friction of Xiao Chiye’s prick between his thighs making Shen Zechuan’s cock leak precum. The translucent liquid drips down onto his stomach, creating a sight both beautiful and pathetic.
Xiao Chiye’s two fingertips rub circles against the eager clit of the Shen Zechuan beside him. He gasps. “Fuck, fuck…it’s…”
“Doesn’t that feel good? You’re squirming so much.”
Shen Zechuan turns his head away, biting back the noises threatening to spill from his mouth at any moment. “Ngh…”
“You don't like it? Let me try this, then.” In an instant, Xiao Chiye’s two fingers are buried up to the knuckle inside him, moving in and out of the tight wetness of his entrance. Every motion produces shameless wet sounds, Shen Zechuan’s cunt juice coating Xiao Chiye’s fingers.
“Is that any better?”
Shen Zechuan replies with a wanton, shaky moan. His toes curl and his back arches; he rolls his hips in desperation against Xiao Chiye’s fingers.
“Ce’an, put it inside…” that Shen Zechuan underneath Xiao Chiye squeezes out a breathless request.
“But I like this. Your thighs are so soft, Lanzhou…it feels so good to fuck them…”
“I want it…I want you…inside, please.”
“Not yet. You know…”
Shen Zechuan shivers when Xiao Chiye nibbles his ear. “It feels even better than your ass. Maybe I’ll even switch to only using your thighs…the skin here is so supple, and your muscles are squeezing me so nicely, too…”
The corners of Shen Zechuan's lips twitch. “What?”
“Did you not hear me?”
A smile crosses Shen Zechuan’s face as though he’s just had a genius idea. “You won't. You’re too addicted to me, you could never possibly give up my ass.”
“Then…I’ll show you by finishing between your thighs. As for you, Lanzhou…” he turns to face the other Shen Zechuan.
“You’re not getting it either. I’ll make you cum with just my two fingers.”
“Fuck…G-d, you’re…” that Shen Zechuan’s breath catches in his throat when Xiao Chiye starts fucking into him harder, mercilessly fingering his soaking wet pussy. The silk pants he’s wearing have long been soaked through with slick.
“You look best like this. Hm, actually…”
Xiao Chiye breathes hotly against his cheek. “I’d like to have you on the throne during a full court.”
Shen Zechuan’s walls tighten around Xiao Chiye’s fingers.
“You like that?”
“N-No!”
“You want everyone to watch me claiming what’s rightfully mine, all dolled up just like this, looking so pretty for me…” Xiao Chiye can almost hear the clicking of the mianguan beads, which only serves to spur him on further. His dick twitches between the thighs of that blindfolded Shen Zechuan, eager for release. At the same time, he turns his hand and places his thumb on the other Shen Zechuan’s clit, rubbing and stroking it, covering it in his wetness.
“Hah, mm…I’m close.”
“You…you’re actually…?” The point of Shen Zechuan’s throat bobs. Up until now, he’d thought Xiao Chiye was just bluffing, but…
He’s actually going to cum between my thighs!
His prick bounces against his stomach, hard and aching with neglect.
Xiao Chiye knows he’ll orgasm when he hears the two of them coming undone thanks to him, especially if it’s together. “Let’s see if I can't make both of you cum at the same time.”
Sweat rolls down Shen Zechuan’s temple, tremors running through his body with every thrust of Xiao Chiye’s fingers inside him. “I…there’s no way I’ll…cum before him…” his chest heaves, lips parted.
“Really?” Xiao Chiye rubs the hard bud of Shen Zechuan’s clit a little harder, making him whimper.
“Hah, n-not so hard! Slow down…you pervert, you’re…touching me so ruthlessly…hah, fuck…”
But Xiao Chiye is nothing if not diligent. Catching Shen Zechuan’s lips in a kiss, he says softly, “why don't you just let go?”
When Shen Zechuan opens his mouth to reply, all that comes out is a broken whine. Pleasure pulses up into his core with Xiao Chiye’s every touch, at last overflowing into the rest of his body. He trembles and squeezes his thighs together, straining so hard against the fabric binding his wrists that he knows he’ll have bruises tomorrow.
“Ah, ah, G-d, Viceroy, oh…” his slender back arches beautifully, wanton moans staggered between little gasps spilling from his lips. The walls of his pussy squeeze around Xiao Chiye’s fingers, pulling them deeper inside. Tingling warmth radiates through Shen Zechuan’s extremities, painting a beautiful blush on his cheeks.
“Good boy, that's it.” Xiao Chiye’s hips move even faster between the other Shen Zechuan’s thighs.
“H-Husband…Ce’an, I’m…”
Xiao Chiye redirects his attention to the Shen Zechuan beneath him. Precum flows from his cock, pooling on his abdomen. When he reaches down to touch himself, desperate for more stimulation, Xiao Chiye grabs his wrist and squeezes it.
“Don't,” he growls. “Don't touch what’s mine. If you do…I won’t let you cum for a month.”
Fuck.
“No…” Shen Zechuan’s cock twitches, throbbing as he orgasms. Cum spurts out from his aching dick, painting his abdomen with whitish fluid.
The breathtaking sight of his Lanzhou cumming all over himself like a pathetic dog pushes Xiao Chiye over the edge. Fucking into the tenderness of the gap between Shen Zechuan’s thighs, his seed spills out onto Shen Zechuan’s ass and the bed, staining the sheets. Xiao Chiye groans, tilting his head back and closing his eyes.
When he opens them again, he’s back in his bedroom. Shen Zechuan presses his body against him from the side, his fingers slipping beneath Xiao Chiye’s waistband.
“What has you worked up like this?” His voice is hoarse with sleep.
Xiao Chiye blinks a few times. “I had the most incredible spring dream just now…”