Chapter 94 - Make Love To Me

Staring up at the sky, Ying Yue shut his eyes letting the tumbles of tears fall. Heading back to the palace, his mind was in a jumble with what he had just learned. He was… it was his fault Wang Li was this way. It was him who continued to follow his lover. Him who said he would fix it when it was him who was the problem. Wiping his eyes, he jumped on the roof to avoid the villagers.

He did not want to speak with them, he just…

He doesn't know.

When he reached the compound, he saw his lover with Snow. The big cat was smiling as he jumped and parried with his master. The man in red was laughing and twisting happily at the play. Ying Yue felt his heart constricting painfully. He watched for a while, taking in the relaxed features of his lover and his pet.

Silver eyes glanced up to his golden ones. Warm smile sent his way and Ying Yue returned it.

He watched as Wang Li jumped onto the roof and walked toward him. A breath away from his face and his golden eyes continued to take in the beauty of his husband. Soft hands cupped his face and he blinked slowly.

"My love, you've been crying."

Wang Li's voice was soft and sad. Thumbs wiped the tears that continued to slip down his cheeks. He felt a kiss on his forehead and he leaned on the touch.

"Forgive me."

He shook his head and wrapped his arms around his husband. He held him tight as he cried against his lover's neck and chest. Warm hands rubbing up and down his back. It should be comforting, but it only made his mind worsen with thoughts. Taking a deep breath of plum blossom and wood, he pulled back and kissed his husband.

"I love you."

"And I you, my beloved wife."

"Make love to me," he whispered and Wang Li searched his face before nodding.

They made love the rest of the night. Soft were their lips and hands. His husband entered in gently and he threw his head back. Strokes and thrusts, gasps and moans, shivers and groans enveloped him in pleasure. He wasn't sure how many times he said he loved his king, his husband, but it would never be enough to show how deeply he felt for the man.

"Ah! Husband!" He shouted and came shooting ropes on the bedsheet. Hands clenched tightly on the bed, as his lover thrusted deep and paused hip to hip. He shivered and tried to catch his breath with his face pressed to the mattress. The hardness of Wang Li's was still in him, evident and twitching.

Pushing himself up on his elbows, he panted rolling his hips.

"Insatiable today, my beautiful wife," the Ghost King bit gently on his shoulder to his neck and stopped to whisper.

"It is your fault, my husband," he laughed softly before a hitched in his breath was heard.

Hips rolled and thrusts were felt, pressing the hardness against his prostate. Ying Yue bit his lips as a groan came from deep in his chest. Teeth grazed along the curve of his ear to the curve of his neck. His lover sucked against his pulse point and he mewled happily. The thrusts picked up and he trembled from sensitivity, but he welcomed all the love he felt from Wang Li's touches.

"I love you, Ah Yue," Wang Li panted against his ear and he twerked his hips harder.

"Me... me too," he moaned as fingers tug at his hard nipple.

"I thought it was I you love, my wife. How can I compete with you."

"Hu... huh?" Ying Yue tilted his head to look over his shoulder, heavy lidded eyes saw silver aroused one.

Wang Li covered his opened mouthed with hot lips. He whimpered as his lover pulsed into him, slightly off centered to hit perfectly at his bundle of nerve. Panting and moaning, their saliva mixed, dripping down his chin. His bottom lip was bit into and pulled, as hips stuttered and a loud groan erupted out of his husband's chest.

When his lover climaxed, he followed like a shadow.

Warmth embraced him and he let himself be handled in whatever position his lover wanted.

He was insatiable not for sex, but for his lover's touch.

Morning came and he watched the sleeping form of his lover. Gliding his fingers over the skin of the demon mark, he pulled away. Leaving the bed as quietly as he could, he headed to the bath. It was a quick bath because he had to get his mindset in place. Walking around the grounds, he took in the beauty of the areas, the people, the colors, and the fullness of life.

A strong chill flew through the area and he rubbed his arms. He chuckled despondently at the situation he was in, Ying Yue couldn't help how the weather seemed to agree with him. Shaking his head, he headed to his room, the room he had not used since he married Wang Li. He reached for a blank notebook and began writing. Tears reached his eyes and dropped onto the papers.

Covering his eyes with his hand, he cried hard against his palm, feeling the tears slipped through his fingers.

"The Heavens truly despise us this much," he whispered into the room, "Wang Li, forgive me."

He took a deep breath and finished his writing with tears still falling down his cheeks, as his heart stuttered and breaks.

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He sat and felt the fingers pulling pieces of his green hair, crossing and tucking them tightly. Once the braids were in place, arms wrapped around his neck and he felt the demon nuzzled his temple. He reached up and held onto the hands for a moment, before letting out a sigh.

"What is wrong, Ah Xi?"

"I worry for them."

"Our pupils," the demon sighed against his ear and moved his palms to caress the strong chest, "What is there to worry about? The prophecy will happen and with me stuck here, I won't be the one to kill the Ghost King, your child would be."

"I know."

The hands paused and fingers curled under the master's chin, lifting to the side to face the demon. Red eyes searched his face and the demon thinned his lips.

"You are sick."

"Yes."

"…"

".."

"Because of me."

"…"

"Ah Xi."

"Hm?"

Ye Wu kissed him and for a moment, Pang Xi thought he saw the golden light of his emperor. Blinking his golden eyes, he saw the tension in red eyes and he smiled. His friend… now a demon, all because he wasn't here to protect him.

'Is how they are, punishment for the results of us, Ah Wu? Is it on my failure too?'

He coughed and turned away from the demon. Sweat slipped down his temples as his body crumpled to the floor with blood slipping out of his lips. He laid there for a moment, trying to breath, trying to live just a little longer. Eyes closed, he took a deep breath and exhaled shakily.

There were dabs against his lips and he opened his eyes to see Ye Wu lie down with him. He just stared at his friend and wondered if in a different life, they would be friends again, maybe more, or maybe they would be enemies.

"You still have it."

He mumbled sending a soft smile, as his cloudy golden eyes stared at the handkerchief in the demon's hand. Dark green with a golden emblem of a dog.

'Loyalty, friendship, family. Was that not what you said, Ye Wu, so many centuries ago?'

"I will never part with it," Ye Wu replied softly and ignored the blood on the ground, as the demon moved closer to press their foreheads together.

"You should have never been this way, forgive me."

"Never," the demon stated shutting his eyes, "I will never forgive you, Ah Xi."

Ye Wu heard the soft breathless laugh against his face from the green haired man. Fingers touched his face and he opened his ruby eyes. It slowly glided down prominent cheek to his neck before wrapping around his hand.

'Pang Xi…'

When the green haired master returned to the realms after the Heavens took the man from him, Ye Wu had already turned against humanity. The anger in those golden eyes, the regret, they etched in his memories for so many moons, but now… now they look at him with…

"Then it will forever be my regret."

He stared at the demon for as long as he could, before feeling the heaviness in his heart.

"Will you take care of them, Ah Wu. Will you follow through on your promise?" He whispered and he felt a kiss to his lips.

"No."

"Liar."

Voice lowered and eyes shut, he felt arms pull him in closer. As his breathing slowed, he felt wetness against his face, and he let out a small curl of his lips.

'Goodbye, Ah Wu. May the heavens treat you well.'