Chapter 227 - Extra - Fu Shen X Han Mo - They Are Lovers

[[This extra chapter is a continuation of the 3 part epilogue. Enjoy ~]]

Fu Shen stared at the young raven haired boy sitting on his laps. Why was the boy with his king's name on his laps and why was those silver eyes narrowed at his master? Not only that, the blonde boy was sitting on Wang Li's lap playing with the long locks. Big green eyes glanced at him and there was a pout on that cute face.

'What… is happening?'

He looked over at his lover and Han Mo only smiled watching him with the two boys. He blinked his purple eyes, hoping to convey his confusion to his master. Golden eyes only sparkled under the morning sun.

Han Mo wanted to laugh. Ah, the little Ghost King was still attached to his dear Fu Shen and his little brother clung to the raven haired boy everywhere. It just tickled him so much that he was fighting the grin wanting to split across his lips.

"Ah Li," Mo Chou skipped over with two freshly baked bread, "Oi, stop looking at Uncle Mo that way," The navy haired man covered those silver eyes, "Now, open your mouth sweet baby."

Wang Li let out a laugh and opened his mouth and bit into the warm soft bread. Mo Chou laughed and held the other bread to the blonde's lips.

"Your turn baby Yue."

Ying Yue opened his mouth wide, excited to taste the delicious bread. He was so happy Wang Li brought them to live here with very nice brothers. He looked at Ah Li to see silver eyes watching him. He grinned and held his friend's hand in his.

Mo Chou sighed pleased and pressed kisses on the children's forehead, before pulling back to stare at Fu Shen. He glanced at Han Mo to see the brunette walking over.

"Uncle Mo," Mo Chou grinned, "Enjoying the view, hm?"

"Of course," Han Mo grinned, "My dear Fu Shen with children makes me love him more."

"Master Mo," Fu Shen flushed and the brunette laughed.

This only caused Wang Li to stand, bringing Ying Yue up with him. Chewing the last of the bread, silver eyes glared at the brunette male.

"Brother Mo," he stated with a flat face, "Why do you stay here? Your medicine will help many. The wandering cultivators have not learned skills in medicine as you."

"Huh… I have not thought about that," Han Mo admitted rubbing his chin, "That's smart. I should take some apprentices to learn medicine. What do you think Ah Chou?"

Mo Chou quirked a blue brow and side eyed his once king. Oh, Mo Chou already knew what the raven haired boy was doing. Clearing his throat, he grinned and nodded.

"That is a grand idea, Brother Mo. Is Fu Shen joining you?"

"Yes."

Fu Shen stood up and moved to stand beside Han Mo, who preened happily.

"Why?" Wang Li questioned with a frown and Ying Yue tilted his head, glancing at his friend and back at the adults.

"Ah Li," the blonde blinked big green eyes at him, "They are lovers."

"How do you know?"

"They look at each other like they love one another. Like, like Brother Chou and Brother Lan and Brother Ling and Sister Nuying. Even Papa Wu and Papa Xi."

"..."

"..."

"Oh…"

"Ah Li…"

Wang Li looked at his friend and fingers unwrapped from his. The blonde took a step back and lifted his head to face him. Eyes watery and a defeated smile was aimed at him.

"I'm gonna find Master Lan," Ying Yue whispered and turned to walk away.

Wang Li was confused. Why did Ah Yue want to leave without him? Why did it look like his friend was going to cry? He felt his heart constricting with a feeling so deep, he felt scars along his soul. His body seemed to be crying, screaming at the thought that his Ying Yue was walking away from him. He grabbed Ying Yue and turned the blonde to face him. Green eyes widened and stared at him confused.

"Ah Yue," Wang Li settled his heart, "Let's be lovers like them."

"…"

"…"

"W… What?" Ying Yue flushed bright.

At the age of 10, two years after settling in the school, Ying Yue felt as if his heart was singing up to the heavens. He had always loved Wang Li and to... to hear his best friend say-

"WHAT?!" Mo Chou shouted, "You two are too young! No."

"Brother Chou-"

"Nope. Nope. Wait until I tell Ah Ling! He would be upset."

"But we are 10," Ying Yue spoke up stepping closer to his friend.

"Too YOUNG!" Mo Chou shouted and grabbed their arms, dragging them to the redhead a few feet away with his wife. Both looked over to see what the commotion was.

"But! But!" Ying Yue tried and Wang Li, on the other side of Mo Chou, smiled over to him.

"I love you, Ying Yue."

"I love you too Wang Li!" Ying Yue grinned with red cheeks, gushing from the admittance. 

Mo Chou found himself laughing as the hands holding the children's arms went to wrap around each boy's shoulders.

"Ah, you two are just too cute! I'm gonna have to talk to your Papas about making something to stop you two from getting it on."

"Getting it on?" Ying Yue questioned and Mo Chou squealed.

"White lotus!"

Fu Shen and Han Mo watched the children and the navy haired man reached the redhead and the pinkette. Silver eyes glanced back at them and Han Mo was ready for a glare, but all he received was a blink, before they softened with the smile. A nod sent their way and he blinked.

Han Mo laughed and turned to his lover and pulled the white haired man into his arms.

'I guess that was approval.'

"I love you," he whispered and arms wrapped around him.

"I love you too, Ah Mo."

He pulled back to stare at the man he had loved for many years. Pulling his sweet Fu Shen with him to his room, he kissed and kissed and kissed some more. Belts and sashes hit the floor along with their tunics. Fingers grazed lightly down burnt scars and a hard nub. Golden eyes took in the flush over his lover's chest and face.

"Ah Mo," Fu Shen whispered with eyes closed and Han Mo… He really loves his white-haired beauty.

Purple eyes watched him half lidded and he was mesmerized by his lover leaning up and kissing along his neck up to his jawline. He moved his hips and they rubbed against one another. He could hear his lover's gasps and moans against his ear, only causing him to move faster.

"Mm, Uh, Han… Han Mo," Fu Shen bit his ear, "In… inside me."

"Oh, Ah Shen, my beautiful crane," Han Mo groaned and kissed his lover's lips deeply. Bringing Fu Shen down to the bed, he reached his fingers down to graze his lover's pucker. Wetness touched his fingers and he pulled back from the kiss with furrowed brows. He looked down, worried his lover was bleeding or hurting there somehow. What he found…

Oil. The wetness was oil.

His lips dried up and his entire body flushed understanding what was happening. He heard the light laughter of his dear Fu Shen and he looked to see purple eyes watching him.

"You…"

"I love you."

Han Mo laughed and captured those beautiful lips again. His fingers pushed in the less tight hole and swallowed the hitched of breath. Fu Shen lifted his leg to throw over his shoulder and Han Mo lined himself up. He kept his eyes on his lover as he pushed in, earning a quiet groan from the white haired man.

His dear Fu Shen was always quiet.

But to Han Mo, everything Fu Shen did was so loud in his ears, it took all his attention. He welcomed it all.

"Ah, Ah Mo," Fu Shen curved his back and moved against him, "What is wrong?"

Han Mo smiled and apologized, kissing his dear lover deeply. Then, he was not holding back. He rolled his hips, pushed in deep, did his best to make his lover feel pleasure. Fingers gripped his shoulders, hips tightened around him, and the pucker squeezed his cock tightly.

He smacked his hips, rolled and paused for a moment, then did it again.

"Ah, Ah, Ah Mo," Fu Shen, with his head thrown back and sweat beating all over his skin, "Please. Stop, Stop teasing."

Han Mo laughed before he sighed, nuzzling against his beautiful lover. Positioning himself for leverage, he thrusted faster, harder, making sure to hit the spot that made Fu Shen gripped harder onto him. His cock tugged against the tight walls and he groaned licking against panting lips. He could feel himself getting ready to fill his lover, so he reached down and fisted Fu Shen's hard cock.

"Ah!" Fu Shen cried twerking his hips and kissing him deeply. Cum spurted out and landed on their chests, but they continued to live inside one another's mouth.

'Oh Heavens,' Han Mo groaned and bucked his hips over and over, gripping the bedsheet beside his lover's head, until he released himself inside his lover.

He continued to kiss a panting Fu Shen, who kissed back tiredly. Leaning back, Han Mo wiped the sweat from his lover's face and placed more kisses all over the beautiful face, scars and all. He still wondered if this was all a dream. He knew it wasn't, but still... being here with Fu Shen...

"I love you."

"I know."

"Eh? Shen-er, won't you say it back to me?"

His sweet lover laughed softly and kissed him gently. Fingers touched his cheek before cupping it.

"I love you."

Ah, he loves Fu Shen. Every scars, every stares, every breath, and every touch. All of Fu Shen he loves.

"More?"

Fu Shen smiled and opened his mouth to-

"Uncle Mo!" Xu Lan cried out slamming the door opened, uncaring that both Fu Shen and Han Mo was naked.

"What the…" He blinked at his nephew and Fu Shen pulled away to pull the sheets to cover them.

"Tell Mo Chou that the children should not learn about sex. They are far too young."

"…"

"…"

"Uncle Mo!" Xu Lan frowned crossing his arms.

"Right… Right now?" Han Mo cried glancing at his lover then back at his nephew.

"Ye-"

A hand wrapped around the pinkette's lips from behind. Navy hair popped up and brown eyes looked at them.

"Zhang Xu Lan! I told you not to bother Uncle Mo! He is busy with Uncle Shen," Mo Chou offered an apologetic smile, "Please, continue."

The door closed and they could hear the huffing and shouts on the other side of the door. Golden eyes and purple eyes blinked at one another.

"Did... Master Chou just said Uncle Shen?"

"Yes."

"..."

"..."

"I... He is older than I."

"Yes..."

Han Mo grinned and pecked his lips, making the white haired man chuckle.

"Ah Mo," Fu Shen leaned against him, "Thank you."

Han Mo smiled and placed a kiss on his dear Fu Shen's temple.

"No, my dear Fu Shen, I thank you."

"AH! No! Stop Mo Chou! You are terrible! Kids don't watch! Don't- Ah! Momo!"

Han Mo laughed and shook his head.

His family was a mess, but…

He looked at Fu Shen who began dressing himself.

At least he had Fu Shen with him this time. He will forever be happy.