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Shen Qingqiu looked at the bronze mirror and sighed deeply. The man looking from the mirror wasn't really himself, as to say, not Shen Qingqiu. Being not really himself wasn't something new for Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan looked at the mirror and was met with Luo Binghe's frowned brows, red glowing eyes and a pout. He could only blame himself for his own foolishness (okay, who was he kidding, Airplane's shit writing was still a major part of the problem! Don't underestimate the so-called "Great master's" ability to stab you with some unexpected wifeplot).
How could he confuse Soul-Switching Pink-blue Peony with Spicy-sweet-petaled Blue-pink Peony, which he regularly used for one of his own special tea blends?! Disgrace, a complete disgrace for a Peak Lord of Qing Jing! (And Binghe, “the stallion protagonist”, could not stop himself from kissing and distracting Shen Qingqiu, which wasn’t helpful at all!!)
If any visitors were at the Bamboo house right now, they would witness the aloof master Shen Qingqiu smiling stupidly as he carried a bowl of freshly prepared congee to the dinner table.
OOC! A complete OOC, Binghe! You are ruining my Immortal Master personality right now! Try harder!
Luo Binghe was in the middle of serving the table as he suddenly leapt up with a yelp. “Binghe? What?..” Shen Yuan was instantly beside Binghe, who was staring into nothing with a startled look and an extended hand, trying to summon the sword. Xiu Ya only rattled lazily from its mount, utterly unimpressed.
“Shizun, no.” Binge tried to shoo him from his side. "Please, go back, there’s some kind of spirit here, don’t you see?”
Hah,.. so the system didn’t switch with his soul, but stayed in the body, which now was occupied by Binghe, that’s why he couldn’t see it.
“No, I cannot see it, but let me guess what it looks like.” To comfort his husband, Shen Yuan continued softly, “Is it a bright blue flying square talking to you? The System?”
Binghe relaxed a little, but didn’t change his protective pose.
“Shizun is acquainted with it? Is it a dream demon like Meng Mo?” He went motionless for a second, and said, “I can’t feel him like that. Is he with you, Shizun?”
“Yes,” Shen Yuan mentally pulled just enough to feel the presence of the elder demon. “Don’t worry about the System, it won’t do anything if you do what it asks for.”
“It says “The new quest has started “The Actor’s method: A love story.””” Luo Binghe turned to him and cocked his head, “What does that mean, Shizun? Should we go to a theatre?”
“Just ignore it, I think it is better for us to go to Mu Qingfang before anything else,” grumbled Shen Yuan. “Although I’m almost sure of what he will say,” he added under the breath.
He catched Luo Binghe’s hand and fished his fan out of the qiankun sleeve. If he goes out he will need his fan with him.
They went to Mu Qingfang after finishing dinner – they shouldn’t waste food prepared by the protagonist for nothing.
“Shen-Shixiong, Luo-Shizhi,” Mu Qingfang welcomed them, although a curious look flashed in his eyes. He fixed his gaze on Shen Qingqiu, “Is there something wrong?”
He noticed instantly the unusual behavior of his guests: their attitudes were mixed up. Shen Qingqiu was staring right back into his eyes, and wasn’t pulling his fan out. On a normal occasion it was a given for him to stroll with an open fan, creating an appearance of aloof scholar, but here he was, with that hard stare and warrior-like posture. The Demon Emperor, on the other hand, came in with a pretty blank look, and responded to his greetings, immediately answering all the questions Mu Qingfang had.
“Greetings, Mu-shidi,” Luo Binghe gave him a curt nod. “As you might have guessed, this Lord and Luo Binghe found themselves in a bizarre situation. This morning we went on a mission and accidentally fell into a patch of Soul-Switching Pink-blue Peony. The consequences are obvious, as the name of that flower suggests.” He clucked and rolled his eyes. “We wished to ask if Mu-shidi might have an antidote?”
“Unfortunately, this one doesn’t have an antidote,” the healer shook his head. “And honestly, this one have never heard of any antidote to this flower at all. To my knowledge, the only cure for those kinds of flowers is dual-cultivation.”
After a moment of silence, he added under a breath, “I’m quite surprised you haven’t tried that method yet.” Luo Binghe immediately snapped a fan open out of nowhere. His checks were colored by a deep blush, he cleared his throat, and, muttering a final goodbye, flew out of the room.
Once at home, Shen Yuan busied himself by preparing a tea for both of them.
“How should we do it, Shizun?” Luo Binghe sat across the table, and took a few measured sips.
“What do you mean “How?”” Shen Yuan was taken aback by the question. “As usual?..”
Just in a few seconds Luo Binghe was already kissing him with the passion of a Heavenly Demon.
Binghe wasn’t anything like silent in the bed, he made noises, showing his lover how much he loves all they do. But now noises he himself made also thrilled him, he groaned and moaned more just to hear Shen Qingqiu’s voice. It was weird to find pleasure in his actions, but it also made Shizun in his own body blush and try to squirm away. He imagined how it possibly looks from the side – the picture almost drove him mad with lust. Just imagining the usually thin-faced Shen Qingqiu on top of Binghe, pressing him firmly against the bed… He stopped himself before he would finish untouched, they still had a plan for today…
—
Two naked bodies intervened on the spacious bed. Binghe was leaving a trail of wet kisses on Shizun's neck. The feeling of his own skin on his tongue was still weird, but he pushed this thought far away — Shizun clearly liked it how it was. His lips trailed down and, as his hands slid from the waist to Shizun's tights, he bowed to bite a nipple. Shizun moaned and Binghe licked it apologetically. Then he found an entrance with his right hand, gently teasing tense muscle. He intentionally ignored how Shizun's cock leaked a fat bead of precum at his teasing. Shizun keened and with a trembling hand grabbed the throbbing shaft. His tights shuddered uncontrollably and he let out a deep moan. “It is so heavy!” Shizun breathed. “And so hot! Binghe, I feel like I'm going to explode!”
With a chuckle, Luo Binghe got back to kissing the throat, while his fingers brushed over the puddle of hot leak on Shizun's stomach and used it expertly to slide two fingers inside. Also his body was now in his sweet Shizun's reign, he knew what it was capable of. Usually he spent about two kè to prepare his lover thoroughly, using a lot of lube: this was the only way for his precious husband’s rear to overcome a formidable foe Luo Binghe’s dick was. This time it wasn't necessary. Shen Qingqiu's dick, although lovely, wasn't that large. Besides, the Emperor of the Demon realm sometimes trained privately in hopes that Shizun would finally change his mind about switching.
The intrusion made his husband tense a bit, but he soon relaxed. Luo Binghe felt a tug of blood mites and raised his head to see a frown.
“Wah, baobei is so clever!” As one would expect from the immortal master Shen, he only was a heavenly demon for half a day, and already learned how to use blood mites!
“What are you talking about? You're so OP it's crazy...” Too many thoughts. Binghe added a third finger and started fucking Shizun. “Ah!”
It was not long before Luo Binghe decided that Shizun could take him just fine. He pulled out his fingers and got a moan of protest from his lover. “Ah, don't worry, my love, you will get what you want.” He said with a soothing voice.
He grabbed a vial from the bedside and poured some oil on his hand. Putting himself between strong legs he ran his hand over the shaft and pressed it to the entrance. His lover, unusually impatient, pushed his tights on, taking the cockhead inside. They both moaned.
He pressed in and — finally — was fully sheathed. He shuddered. In his own body, he couldn't get it fully inside without making it hurt. Right now he felt euphoric. “You may…move.” His husband hugged him with his legs and impatiently spurred him like a horse. Unable to control himself, Luo Binghe started hammering inside with all demonic power he didn't possess at the moment. Shizun was making broken moans, Binghe watched his open lips and with a powerful snap of his hips he bent over and started wetly kissing his husband. Shizun ran fingers through his hair and pulled him down to fervently return a kiss. Binghe slowed down, circled his fingers around Shizun's shaft and started jerking him off, hard and fast, how he himself liked. It took a few strokes for Shizun to reach his peak. With a moan he spilled and clenched inside, after that Binghe could only make a few more trusts and he himself was undone. Shuddering, he carefully laid all his weight on his husband, and with no protest coming from him, started to cover his face and neck with gentle kisses. Hands circled around his shoulders and he got a tight hug.
A moment of bliss was perturbed by his lover’s hoarse voice “So, the dual-cultivation didn’t work…”
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“So, the dual-cultivation didn’t work…” Shen Yuan cursed internally at this wifeplot. There obviously was something that he didn’t notice with all this crap happening.
“Maybe we should try it another way, Shizun?” Luo Binghe suggested.
“Khm! The System said about the acting method…” Shen Yuan felt a starting headache at the thought. “So we need to..”
Making a puppy-eyed face which usually worked perfectly, but now looked out of place on Shen Qingqiu, Luo Binghe exclaimed, “Pretend to be each other?”
Really, Binghe, you are too eager for this! Shen Yuan thought.
On the other hand, they already lived through a scenario of Shen Qingqiu fucking his disciple, in a way, now it would be a normal way to do it.
If he wanted to be true to the source material, he shouldn't break character with his Shen Qingqiu persona. Now there was a chance for him to play a real protagonist!
Said protagonist noticed with surprise the flash of enthusiasm in his lover's eyes and got a new blue “system box” with a text, saying “The system wishes the Host the best immersion experience!”
Shizun smirked, showing his fangs, grabbed him by shoulders and flipped them both over on the bed. With a satisfied smile he ran a finger on Binghe's face and took a hold of his chin, brushing a thumb over a plush lower lip.
“This Emperor decided to spend his time with his Empress tonight.” He pressed a chaste kiss on his lips. “My wife looks exceptional today.”
Binghe was watching him, hypnotised.
Shen Yuan wasn't really willing to try fingering Binghe right now, so he decided on a different strategy for now.
“This Emperor is rather impatient tonight. Had his noble wife prepared herself for me?”
“No, this wife had not.” Shen Qingqiu batted his eyelashes. “Asking his Majesty for forgiveness!”
“Well, in that case we will have to use blood mites.” Shen Yuan ran his hands down Binghe's sides. “You surely wouldn't risk taking the Heavenly pillar without help.” Binghe choked and looked at his husband with wide eyes. He was stroking the massive shaft, which was all ready again and leaking beads of precum.
Shen Yuan positioned himself between Binghe’s legs, directing blood mites within Shen Qingqiu’s body to relax the entrance as much as possible. He pressed his length between asscheeks and teased a bit by sliding it back and forth, sticking everything with precum. With his left hand Shen Yuan took a hold of Binghe's leg and put it on his shoulder, with his right he lined himself with a hole. When he pressed a large round cockhead inside that tight hole, he finally understood why Binghe was always so enthusiastic about their bed activities. Binghe moaned and circled his arms around Shen Yuan’s neck. The tight and hot hole felt incredible, and it was sucking him in. He kept pushing. Luo Binghe was breathing heavily, his embrace getting tighter around Shen Yuan. He looked at his husband’s face.
Shen Yuan couldn't even press inside fully, but Binghe was trembling slightly, eyes welling with tears. A perfect picture of a virgin wife on a wedding bed, he whispered, “Take care of me, husband…”
He started to pull out slowly, making Binghe whine. “You don't need to beg,” he soothed. When almost out, he snapped his hips back, ripping a shout out of Binghe. “I will treat my wife best.”
With that he started at a rough pace, not giving Binghe a moment to catch his breath.
Shen Yuan was going crazy, the clapping noises he made while trusting were so embarrassing, but at the same time the act itself was so sensual… nobody could blame him for giving in to temptation, it was his first time getting on top of no other as the protagonist! (Even if he wasn't currently in his own body, but it is the soul that matters!)
Feeling his oncoming climax, he slammed inside Binghe the final time, leaning on him, bit him on the neck, his fangs drawing drops of blood, and demonic claws leaving lines on the white skin of his tights. He groaned as he spilled loads and loads of cum inside. Binghe whined and buckled his hips trying to find the much needed place inside. Shen Yuan crushed him with all his body weight and pressed himself as deep as possible and rutted. He mentally pulled blood mites to stimulate Binghe and felt him shuddering.
When Shen Yuan came to his senses, he felt all at once: his ass sore, his neck and tights sensitive and aching, and the weight of a Heavenly demon mercilessly pressing him to the bedsheets.
Groaning, Luo Binghe, finally in his own body, rose up a little to pull out and roll on his side.
“Phew! Shizun was so rough! And I thought that you should pretend to be me!?” Shen Yuan groaned and hid under the embroidered blanket.
Gosh I really went all in, pretending like I am Bingge… But it worked anyway..
He felt as his husband hugged him through the blanket and closed his eyes. He really felt like sleeping for now.
Holding Shizun in his arms, Luo Binghe smiled, satisfied, he finally got what he wanted. Before his eyes appeared once again a blue box.
“Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Important things must be said trice! The host completed the quest successfully! Uploading a reward… A Soul-Switching Pink-blue Peony Jam secret recipe.
Yay! o(〃＾▽＾〃)o ”