Chapter 160 - They Deserve Death

Wang Li thrusted up and Ying Yue mewled, tightening his hole. This earn him a deep moan from his lover and the speed picked up. Higher and higher he reached his peak as he shut his eyes breathing through with his mouth slacked. The slick and slaps of skin echoed in his room where they reunite with their bodies, their hearts, their mind.

Ying Yue came in tears and shivers, panting loudly in his room. Wang Li tightened his hips and after a few stuttered thrusts, the thick cock inside him pulsed before flooding his insides with his lover's sperm once more. Fullness. He felt so full and needed and loved.

Kisses were pressed against the back of his ear, neck, and shoulder. He laughed breathlessly and leaned back as arms wrapped around him. Closing his eyes, he felt whole again.

When he woke, Wang Li was not there and he sighed. Stretching his arms, he could still feel the bruise Wang Li left on him and his lips spread into a smile. He dressed and brought clean clothes with him to the bath. The water in the mountains were cold to bathe, which meant they needed to boil it first.

Normally one to like the warmth, he needed the cold to chill his heated bruised body. He entered the water and his body shivered from the cold morning air. Ignoring the chill, he sunk deeper before reaching for a soap bar lined at the edge of the pool. Cleaning himself, he hummed softly, but he quickly stopped when he heard a sound. Blinking over to where the sound came from, it was further in the pool and with the morning mist, there was a slight fog.

Ying Yue could not see anything, but the moan sounded and he found his mouth gaping. Quickly putting the bar back with as little sound as he could, he dunk himself to clean the soap off. Another moan and he felt his face hot walking out of the pool and wrapping himself quickly.

"Ah! Puh… please!"

Throwing his outer robe over him, he did not bother wrapping his belt because he had to leave.

==

When Wang Li returned, he told his husband what happened and the man laughed.

"It… it isn't funny, Ah Li."

"Do you know who it was?"

He flushed and turned away, only to have his lover boxed his face against the wall.

"Are you jealous we haven't done it there? We can remedy that."

"Ah, Ah Li!" Ying Yue covered his cheeks, shyly looking away.

"That wasn't a no, my beloved," Wang Li whispered and licked his ear, licking inside his ear like he would his entrance. His pucker tightened with the feel of that devious tongue. A nibble at his lobe and a pull of his skin caused him to clutch his husband's collar.

"You have students who are growing up with one another. It is bound to happen."

"Y… yes, but- Ah! Ah Li, don't-"

"How will you be able to stop them from exercising in sex when you, their beautiful grandmaster, could not stop wanting to make love with me?"

The thigh continued to rock up against his hardness and Ying Yue bit his lips. He felt Wang Li kissing him, opening his mouth and digging in looking for treasure. He moaned and panted against his lover's lips.

"I … I don't just want to make love with you, Ah… ugh… Ah Li."

Wang Li smiled and kissed him softer, slower, more intimate than before. He whimpered as he was reaching closer to release. He suddenly felt his husband pulled back and dropped to his knees. Ying Yue's eyes widened and his mouth opened to speak, but all that came out was a moan.

Flushing, he covered his mouth as they hid in the alley. It didn't take long before he came in his lover's eager mouth. His hands still covered his mouth as his lover pulled his pants back up and fixed his clothing.

Wang Li let out a soft laugh licking his lips. Removing the blonde's hands from pretty red lips, he kissed his wife lovingly.

"Go, they will be waiting for Grandmaster Yue to teach them how to be good," Wang Li tucked his hair and wiped his face.

"Are you not coming?"

"I'm going to take care of myself first," Wang Li said and Ying Yue's golden eyes moved down to see the tent in his husband's pant.

"I can… I can help you."

"Later my love, tonight," his lover whispered and smiled, kissing him.

Ying Yue bit his lips and nodded, glancing behind him at his beautiful husband, before returning to his students. Wang Li sighed and leaned against the wall, staring at the sky. He closed his eyes and smiled, happy that he was with Ying Yue again.

'For how long?'

The voice in his head repeated to him every single day since his returned to his wife. He did not know the answer and he hope there was no answer, but the world was unfair.

All he can do was love Ying Yue for as long as he could. Whatever happened after, he will handle it. No one can keep Ying Yue from him.

Silver eyes flickered red.

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Ying Yue was currently walking around the lecture hall, the classroom for their students. There were snickering once in a while and his golden eyes looked at the group of giggling students confused. He glanced over to see the redhead also noticed.

"Alright, times up. Come hand your work. Go practice your swordsmanship while we look it over," Zhang Xu Lan smiled and the students were happy to return to the outside air. Ying Yue, his brothers, and his nephew divvied up the work. Lost in correcting the works, they suddenly heard screaming from the students. Rushing outside, Ying Yue felt his heart stopped.

Wang Li was holding his blade at a trembling student and his eyes… they were not fully silver. Quickly rushing over, he looked to see Li Chu and Li Hien were slightly behind his husband and…

'Fu Shen?'

"I had hoped you learned to change your ways, child. Yet, you continued to hurt what is mine. For that, you shall be punished," Wang Li said with the same coldness that Ying Yue felt so many centuries before.

"Uncle Li," Zhang Xu Lan spoke up cautiously pulling the trembling child back behind the pinkette, "We must hear both sides before-"

"I had witnessed all the trouble he had put Fu Shen through. His sisters would tell them to stop and they continued. This was not the first and it will not be the last."

"Fu Shen…?" Han Mo felt his heart heavy seeing the white haired boy with a blank face as blood dripped down his lips.

"Go on. Tell your masters what you all have done."

The four students kneeled and begged forgiveness, but Wang Li just laughed coldly.

"The first time I found out, I had hoped as future cultivators, you would take responsibility like your masters taught you, but no one did. Then it became worse than just humiliation. The only punishment for such act of shameless disgusting pathetic unrighteousness deserves death."

Ying Yue held his lover's wrist, feeling the pop of veins from how hard the raven haired man was holding back.

"Master Zhang and Master Xu, please take these four and keep them in one room. Master Mo, please escort Li Chu, Li Hien, and Fu Shen back to his room. Anyone who had witnessed any of situation, please follow Master Mo."

"No," Wang Li stated, "Fu Shen will stay with me."

Han Mo opened his mouth to argue, but the look on the white-haired boy's face made him shut his mouth.

"We will stay with him," Li Chu stated, but Ying Yue asked that they followed the brunette and the twins reluctantly joined.

Ying Yue watched as his lover wiped the purple eyed boy's face from the dirt and blood. He watched as Wang Li fixed the white hair tightened at the nape of his neck. Hands cupped the child's face and purple eyes blinked blankly into silver eyes.

"I should have intervened earlier. Forgive me, Ah Shen. You are hurt once again."

Fu Shen just stared at the Grandmaster's lover and he didn't understand why the man cared for him so deeply. He didn't understand why Master Mo was interested in him. He didn't understand why people were angry with him. He didn't understand his classmates would humiliate him. He didn't understand why they would-

"You belong to me, Ah Shen. I will not let anyone hurt you again. They will die."

"Why?" He questioned quietly.

"Do you not wish for their deaths?"

"Why do you care for me? I am not special."

He saw the handsome man smile at him softly and felt thumbs rub his wet cheeks. He couldn't understand why this man looked at him in such warmth or even touched him so gently. He felt lips against his forehead before he was pulled against warm chest.

"You do not need to be special for me to care for you, Ah Shen," Wang Li rubbed the boy's back, "But you and I both know you are far more special than you think. Who could cook like you here? Even Master Xu and Master Zhang cannot compete with you."

Fu Shen let out a soft laugh against the red robe. Lifting his arm, he hugged the man back and closed his eyes for a moment.

'Is he related to mother?'

"Sir- I apologize, my king," Fu Shen pulled away and wiped his face with his sleeves, "Do you… do you know my mother?"

He saw the man tilt his head with an amused smile.

"Am I your king?"

"Master Mo calls you so, am I wrong?"

"Not wrong," Wang Li rubbed his warmed ear, "Just reminds me of old times."

Fu Shen was starting to feel his face heat up with the constant rubbing of his ear and he looked down shyly. Wang Li laughed and pulled away.

"Why do you ask of your mother?"

"I… Are you related to her?"

Wang Li hummed and glanced over at Ying Yue, who was just watching with interest.

"I know of her, but I have never met her," Wang Li stated to see the frown on the boy's face, "Did you wish that I was?"

Fu Shen did not reply and continued to look away, but the lift of his chin brought his pale purple eyes to stare into silver ones.

"I will be whatever you wish. I only wish to protect you, Shen-er."

Fu Shen felt his face heat up and he turned to be faced with Grandmaster Yue's observing eyes. Clearing his throat, Fu Shen pulled back his expression as his heart beats happily.

"Thank you, my king."

Wang Li grinned and turned to his wife, reaching out to hold those soft hand, "Now, can we kill them?"