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"Shizun, please ..."
" I'm hot."
"I know, but ... but do you have to take off all your clothes?"
Luo Binghe was having one of the worst nights of his life, and this considering his long stay in the Endless Abyss.
Shizun was holding on to him. Shizun had undressed, shamelessly showing his skin as white as the moon. Shizun's eyes were bright and was about to cry for him.
It seemed that one of the teenage Binghe's dreams had come true. But unlike his dreams of him, this one will have a different ending: because Shizun was on drugs and he would never take advantage of the other man when he didn't know what he was doing.
(AcTherug had just made Shen Qingqiu more honest about his wishes, but unfortunately for him, it was Luo Binghe's turn to make assumptions and misunderstand everything. Idiots, them both.)
Luo Binghe will find whoever gave Shizun the drugged wine at the banquet and eviscerate him. If that person had malicious intentions towards Shizun, he would pay.
"Binghe?"
"Yes, Shizun?" he asked, resigned to his fate.
"Why are you still dressed?"
The demon lord closed his eyes and begged all the gods he knew to give him strength, "We won't sleep together, Shizun."
"But why? !!!"
“ You are drunk.”
“Yep, you make me drunk!”
Adorable, the demon cried internally, but he knew he had to be stronger and not take advantage of his husband's altered state.
When Shizun clung to him, rubbing himself, he knew that this was going to be the longest night of his life.
The evisceration was not enough. Luo Binghe will torture the responsible till the death. Then he will find a way to resurrect him to do it again.
It was reasonable, especially since he had to endure so much!
Shizun tried to undress him and Binghe had to stop him.
“ Shizun, no. “
“ Not even a kiss?”
Well, a little kiss maybe…no! Binghe had to be strong! No kisses!
“ No…” replied, and it was painfull said to say
“ Can we cuddle?”
It seemed okay. It's nothing sexual. Just cuddles with the sexiest men alive, naked and lustful for Binghe. Urgh… it wasn't a good idea.
“No, Shizun. You should sleep.”
“Why?”
“ You need it.,”
“ I need you!”
Dear Heaven, Binghe always wanted to listen to it. But he couldn't surrender. Even if his husband was so cute.
Ah, life was so unfair!
“ We will sleep…just sleep. “
“ Together?”
“ Just sleep!” Binghe repeated.
“Mhm…if you say so…”
Shizun tried to undress him two more times before giving up. Not trusting him to give up, Binghe stayed up all night, blood flowing in all the wrong places. He hated his life.