Chapter 87 - Let Me Remind You

Sheng Shui was sick and his soul is within him. Sect Leader Po… he seemed healthy, but Ying Yue wondered if the man in blue was similar to the seam master.

'Was he hiding that he was sick too? Was he hiding how much he loved Wang Li? Am I going to lose my husband?'

"Ah Yue," his lover startled him out of his thoughts and he looked at the outstretched hand, "My wife."

He felt his lips stretched into a pleased grin and held that lovely hand. Held it as he spoke with the energetic male before them. Held it as they ate. Held it as they said goodbye to the friendly man.

"Ah Po," Wang Li spoke up and handed the man in blue four talisman, a phoenix etched in each as the crisscrossed ribbon tied around it.

"Oh, for me?" The young leader smiled happily as his chancellor breathed out a relief.

"I trust your judgments, Ah Po. You may give it to the others if you feel they are worthy."

"Are you certain?"

The young leader ran his thumb over the phoenix and glanced up at his king.

"Believe in yourself, Ah Po. You will become a greater leader than your father."

The young leader smiled and nodded in confidence. He bowed and said goodbye to The Ghost King and his wife, holding tightly to the talismans.

Ying Yue squeezed his husband's hand and he smiled when silver eyes turned to him. Heading to their room and getting ready for bed. They lied down facing one another.

"Sect Leader Po is very nice," he said softly and Wang Li agreed, "Do you… Do you like him?"

His husband turned to him and searched his face for a moment. Wang Li pulled him to press against their bodies. He felt the kisses at his temple and his lover turned, leaving him to lie on top of the beautiful man.

"Hm, are you jealous, my love?"

"I…"

"Are you going to offer merging your soul with him?"

"…"

"My love," his king laughed and kiss his lips, "I care for them, but my heart belongs to you. Did you forget, my wife?"

"Forgive me," he sighed embarrassed, "It seems I keep forgetting."

"Then let me remind you," hands slipped into his bottoms, "Every moment we have."

Oh, how much he loved his husband.

Kissing and kissing, Ying Yue sighed into his lover's mouth when he felt a finger slip into his hole. Biting his smile, he moved against the finger. This earned a deep laugh from Wang Li and he licked his lips. Fingers moved down to wrap around his lover's erection, earning a pleased sound from his husband. Another finger slipped in and Ying Yue moaned tilting his head to the side. His exposed neck was kissed and nipped, as the fingers thrusted faster.

"Ah, Ah Li," he panted, "Inside me. I want you, please."

"As you wish, my wife," Wang Li breathed against his face.

Pulling both their bottoms off, Ying Yue straddled his lover. He positioned himself and sat down, gasping and moaning as he went. Once he was fully seated, he rolled his hips.

"Ah Yue," his king panted out moving against him, "So beautiful, so very good to me."

The blonde gave a breathless laugh and leaned forward to kiss his king's lips. Hands on his ass pressed him deeper and moving against the thrusts inside him, Ying Yue mewled with nails dug into his lover's chest.

"More, husband, more."

Wang Li groaned and pulled his legs up to position his feet onto the bed. This gave him leverage to give his lover what he wanted. Thrusting his hips and gripping the blonde's hips, he could feel his wife quickly coming for release. He could hear the gasps and moans from his beautiful blonde that told him his lover was close as well. Wrapping to press against Ying Yue's lower back, this made the blonde's hardness slide against his abs.

"Ah! Hus… Husband!"

Wang Li felt the tightness wrapped around him, sucking and pressing against his shaft. The shiver wreck across his lover's body, trembling in his arms with the blonde groaning and moaning in his ear. Thrusting his last push, he came into his wife and panted happily. Kissing his lover, he wiped the sweat off Ying Yue's face.

"Are you reminded now?"

Golden eyes blinked at him with dilated eyes. Another kiss and another from his wife. He welcomed those plumped lips and soft touches. Hips moved and he groaned into his lover's wet mouth.

"Not yet," Ying Yue flushed.

"Then let me remind you more."

He twisted them and pleased his lover, his wife, all through the night to calm any insecurities the blonde had. Wang Li noted to himself to ask for more medicine and possibly ointment from his aunt in the morning. He was certain Ying Yue would need it.

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Pang Xi looked at the barrier and hummed appreciatively. The Ghost King did a well enough job creating the barrier. The area to create a barrier and portal was a smart move. It would be tough to find if Li Yun did not direct him to where the portal was. Reaching his hand out, he felt around the barrier before pushing through.

'I see,' he smiled, 'The Ghost King truly loves Ying Yue.'

His smile dropped quickly when he was reminded of what he felt. When he met his young student again, he knew something was different. Then the boy hugged him and he knew exactly what was strange. Ying Yue was no longer pure. He could feel the change in his young student's qi and he wanted to take the blonde away.

Yet, he could see how much Ying Yue loved the Ghost King.

Hardening himself, he entered through the barrier and stood before the portal. He can't see anything through the portal but the foggy black and blue. He tapped the gateway and saw the swirls moving. Pang Xi was pulling his finger back, but a hand reached out and held it. His eyes narrowed as the colors cleared to reveal deep red eyes on an upset face.

"Ah Xi," the demon gave a sly smirk, "I knew I recognized this long finger."

Tugging, his finger was released, and he stared intently at the raven-haired demon before him. There was deep darkness underneath those crimson eyes, lips were cracked, and the mark was filled with red. Searching those red eyes, the demon dropped his smirk and thinned them.

"Why are you here."

"Was told you were throwing a temper tantrum."

"I am not!" Ye Wu stomped with a pout. Pang Xi quirked his brow and the pout turned into a deep frown.

"Are you this upset at the Ghost King?"

"Careful, it starts to sound as if you care."

"You are not confined to a cell, Ye Wu."

"BUT I AM!" Ye Wu shouted losing any calmness, "He has restricted me here! I cannot leave!"

Pang Xi did not say anything for a moment. Fanning himself, he closed his eyes and understood what the demon is stating, but Ye Wu was not being honest.

"You stay because of Li Yun's vision."

The reaction on the red-eyed demon said it all. Lips tucked in, eyes wide, and body leaned back.

"Your worry is also mine."

"Only cause that child of yours would be heartbroken."

"Yes… they are married now."

"Of course."

Ye Wu looked away with a coldness and the green haired master watched the demon for a moment. Making a decision, he reached into the portal and cupped such thin shoulder. Red eyes turned to him, interested in what the man wanted.

"He cares for you, Ye Wu. You will not be alone."

"And yet I am again."

The demon pushed his arm away and stepped back.

"Go on, Pang Xi. Leave like you've always had. I am used to being alone."

Ye Wu turned away and started stepping away, but the empathetic green haired master spoke up.

"Wait. Let us speak longer… Ah Wu."

The demon curled his lips slyly into a grin.

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The servants of the palace could hear pleasured noises from the room of their king and his wife. It would make them flush, avoid it, and whispered to others. However, in the comfort of their room, neither the Ghost King or Heaven's Chosen were aware.

"Ah! Mm, Ah Li," Ying Yue moaned and pushed back to take more of the hard cock inside him.

Wang Li smacked his ass and he gasped, clenching his pucker. His milky skin was turning red with each slap, but all he felt was the pulsing thick penis thrusting into him. His mouth was opened as his face was pressed to the bed. Another smack and he moaned, earning a harder push and pull inside him.

"My perfect wife," Wang Li breathed out leaning over to place them flat on the bed, "Only mine."

"Mm, yes, yes. Yours, my love."

Ying Yue breathed out and felt the quickened movement, pressing deep and hard into him. His body was forced forward, causing his penis to rub the mattress below him. Panting loudly, he could hear the deep groan in his ear and  his hips twitch.

He was certain just listening to his husband's voice in this way would make him come untouched.

Wang Li came, adding to the cum already inside him, and kissed his face and shoulder. Ying Yue's face was hot and he was flipped over, still attached, he faced the ceiling with his husband above him.

Hand wrapped around his trembling cock and stroked, bringing him to pleasure. Moaning deeply, he bit his lips and rolled his hips. Sighing, he turned his head to nuzzle against his lover's jawline.

If staying in their room and pleasing and being please by Wang Li was to bring balance, then he would gladly sacrifice everything for it.

"Again?"

Wang Li breathed against his ear and he grinned with a nod.

"Please."