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They were camped at an inn, other patrons long gone as they sit at the table drinking their wine. It had been a long day, had felt longer since Wen Kexing just wouldn’t shut up.
He’s always like this, teasing and prodding to get a rise out of Zhou Zishu. On other days, he could just roll his eyes and allow him to continue his antics. But today he was wrung out, in desperate need to meditate and recoup after the long travel they have been on for the past week.
Wen Kexing had been particularly incessant this morning, whines on the tip of his tongue as he follows Zhou Zishu like a damn puppy. Never shutting up, constantly pulling on his robes and flashing that infuriating smile when he utters something shamelessly in an attempt to rile his travel partner.
Zhou Zishu was at his wits end. Wen Kexing was sitting across from him, head leaning on his hand as he grins at the frown that creases Zhou Zishu’s forehead.
“A-Xu… you’ve hardly touched your wine. What seems to be bothering you?”
“Is there any time of the day that you can be quiet? I am trying to read this scroll”
Wen Kexing whines, the sound grating on Zhou Zishu’s ears.
He’s toying with his now empty cup as he speaks, “You’ve been sooo grumpy all day, lighten up will you? All that frowning is going to leave wrinkles on your face. How can you possibly please anyone when you’re all shriveled from all the frowning you do?”
Looking up through his lashes he giggles, “Or does A-Xu already think me his wife, hm? So presumptuous~ Take me to dinner first you animal”
Something about the way Wen Kexing says it makes Zhou Zishu snap, hand flying across the table before he can stop himself. His partner’s mouth is parted, another quip on the tip of his tongue.
“A-Xu you- MMPHH!”
Wen Kexing practically chokes on the fingers that are unceremoniously shoved into his mouth, pressing down on his tongue to prevent him from uttering another word.
“You have been quite mouthy today, is there anything that can shut you up?”
Apparently there was, because Wen Kexing sits there stalk still, drool pooling in his mouth as a blush rises up his neck and cheeks. For once since meeting the other man, Wen Kexing is speechless. Zhou Zishu can feel the back of his throat as Wen Kexing swallows around his fingers, a small choked sound leaving his lips as his partner’s fingers push harder into his mouth briefly.
“That’s good, see how easy that is?”
The praise makes Wen Kexing flush brighter, hands tightening in his robes that he grabbed in his surprise. He feels the fingers being pulled out and has to fight not to whine from the loss, swallowing the spit that collected in his mouth from being held open.
“I’m go ing to meditate and go to bed, good night”
Wen Kexing watches as he gets up and heads to their room, unable to bring himself to respond.
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He had intended for that to be the only time, but the way Wen Kexing had almost gone pliant stuck in Zhou Zishu’s mind. He craved to see that again, the way his eyes darkened and mouth slackening in almost immediate submission. Perhaps he just needed a little lesson to get this brat to behave.
They’ve stopped at a local festival, the kids practically begging to stay to watch the fireworks. The two men felt it earned, they all had been traveling a long while.
Wen Kexing had made it a point to spend his money, grinning sharply when Zhou Zishu tries to scold him for stealing his money pouch in the first place. Although halfway through the festival he gives up trying to get it back, resigns himself that there will be a pretty dent in it by the night’s end.
They’re walking through a stall when a lady approaches Wen Kexing.
“Hello, fine gentleman! Can this humble old lady assist you in finding something? Perhaps a gift for a special lady?” She grins at him, ushering him over to look at the fine silk and jewels she has to offer.
Zhou Zishu walks up behind him to see what has caught his eye. A pair of beautiful jade earrings are held in his hand, the gold sparkling in the low light.
“An excellent choice! She surely will enjoy it. Who is the lucky lady?”
A mischievous smile crosses Wen Kexing’s features, eyes glances towards Zhou Zishu.
“Why, miss, they’re for me! My husband here is treating his wife to a night on the town, anything I want! Isn’t that lovely?”
A flush creeps up his neck, refusing to look at what he knows is a smirk on Wen Kexing’s face.
The lady laughs, patting Zhou Zishu on the shoulder, “This one will run you dry, young man. You best keep him in line”
They exit the stall shortly after, shining earrings and a matching necklace adorning Wen Kexing’s body.
There’s a glint of an idea behind his eyes as he looks towards the other stalls, grabbing onto Zhou Zishu’s arm and pulling him towards them.
“Lao Gong~ You spoil me! So wonderful to your wife, how can I ever repay you?”
He can feel his eye twitch, the heat of Wen Kexing’s chest pressing against his arm, anot so unwelcomed feeling. If he doesn’t give him a reaction, he will drop it and find something else to entertain himself with.. he hopes.
Except the whole night, all Wen Kexing does is that, calling him husband and draping himself over Zhou Zishu in front of the stall owners. Zhou Zishu can feel the slight flush heating his cheeks.
“Lao Gong~ you’re so quiet! Are you tired already? Perhaps this wife can… return the favor for all these gifts at the inn~”
Zhou Zishu feels a growl rising in his throat before he stops completely, face flushed red as Wen Kexing leans up to whisper in his ear, “Would this husband like it if I used my mouth? Would you be gentle or use my throat like you did before with your fingers?” The smirk on his face is telling, he thinks he’s got Zhou Zishu where he wants him. His arms slip from Zhou Zishu’s, running off into an alleyway, cutting through to the inn on the outside of town.
Zhou Zishu’s jaw clenches before following him, long strides bringing him to right behind Wen Kexing. Apparently not afraid of the consequences, he allowed himself to slow down. He lets out a yelp when a hand grabs him by the waist and slams him against the wall, the alley shrouded in shadows, hiding them from passersby.
He’s pushing his two fingers into his mouth, body pressed against his to keep him from running. He can feel Wen Kexing’s breath deepen, a whine building in his throat that he fights to keep down.
“You just need something in this mouth of yours to behave don’t you?”
A whine does slip from Wen Kexing’s mouth, feels his body shake against his. Zhou Zishu’s fingers start moving in his mouth before he can even think twice, pulling them back out only to push all the way in to the back of his throat. Wen Kexing doesn’t move to stop him, hands fisting in Zhou Zishu’s robes as he takes the fingers fucking his throat. He gags on a particularly deep thrust, eyes rolling up slightly as a tear rolls down his cheek. It makes a hunger rise in Zhou Zishu, adding another finger alongside the two already there to hear more of those pretty noises escape Wen Kexing’s now swollen lips.
“Do you like getting punished? Lao Po, if you wanted me to bend you over and spank you-” he emphasizes the words by shoving his three fingers all the way down his throat “- like a petulant child, all you had to do was ask”
At that Wen Kexing tenses, body shaking and choked moans falling past his full lips as he convulses from the intense orgasm.
“Did you just-”
“Master? A-Ling and I have been looking for you guys everywhere! The festival is almost over! I wanted pork buns!” Gu Xiang rounds the corner, arms crossed as she huffs.
Zhou Zishu is quick to pull his fingers out of his partner’s mouth, whipping them on his robes before turning to the girl.
“Certainly you didn’t spend all the money you had already?”
He raises an eyebrow at her and she grins, shaking her head.
“He said he would! I’m only asking for a promise to be kept~”
He can hear Wen Kexing shift, clearing his throat as he walks over to her.
“You certainly wouldn’t allow me to forget would you?”
Zhou Zishu watches as Wen Kexing leads the girl out of the alleyway, ears still flushed despite that charming smile sitting upon his face.
Interesting.
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He’s angry.
He’s never felt so hot under the collar like this and yet, here he is all because he’s jealous.
Zhou Zishu watches across the room as Wen Kexing talks to some men, his smile wide and sharp. He’s flirting, if the way he sways his hips and toys with his hair says anything. The men are enamored, because of course they would be. Wen Kexing is beautiful and his ability to woo people is uncanny. Zhou Zishu had gotten used to that, but seeing his partner engage in such a way with others made his blood boil.
His body snaps upward when a hand coils around Wen Kexing’s waist, pulling him closer over the table as they drink. He’s over there in mere seconds, yanking Wen Kexing out of the man’s grip.
“I think you had enough for tonight”
“Ah? But A-Xu! We just got here! Why don’t you sit down and drink with us?” The smile he flashes Zhou Zishu is captivating, softer than the one he had been giving everyone else. It makes his heart melt, almost forgetting why he had stormed over in the first place until one of the men decides it a good idea to open his mouth.
“Yea chill out man! Pretty thing like him deserves to have some fun~”
The grin on his face makes bile rise to his throat, grabbing Wen Kexing’s arm and yanking him closer to himself.
“Not that you could supply that ‘fun’ even if you wanted to”
He hears Wen Kexing snicker beside him before he’s turning on his heel, dragging the brat behind him to their room.
“You brute! Manhandling me like this, where are your manners A-Xu?” He’s laughing as he’s led into the room, plopping on the bed as Zhou Zishu shuts the door a little too hard.
“Enjoying yourself are we?”
His fan sits in front of Wen Kexing’s face, lightly fanning himself as he cheekily grins up at the other man.
“Well, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy watching A-Xu lose his temper over me~ Tell me, what set you off?”
Zhou Zishu stands in front of him now, frowning down at his partner as he smirks up at him.
His eyes darken, “So you know what you did?”
“W-what?”
He yelps as his hair is yanked, forcing him to crane his neck to look properly at Zhou Zishu.
“You like seeing me like this? You think it’s funny to flaunt yourself to random men in the inns we stay at?”
“I-“ squirming against his grip, Wen Kexing’s face is flushed, breath quickening.
“How about we put that punishment into practice hm? I think you need to learn a lesson. Get up and strip.”
Wen Kexing balks at him, staring before jutting his lips out in a pout.
“And what if I don’t want to huh?”
Zhou Zishu can see the tension in his shoulders despite the excited flush that reddens his cheeks and down his exposed neck. He brings his fingers up to brush those plump lips, making Wen Kexing snap his gaze up at him.
“Then we won’t”
He keeps his hold on his chin firm, but his eyes have softened. At that, Wen Kexing’s shoulders drop, teeth pulling in his bottom lip. Zhou Zishu watches enraptured as Wen Kexing slowly starts to strip his robes, some of that indignant confidence coming back to him.
“Is A-Xu enjoying the show?”
“I didn’t say you could speak. Be good and hold your tongue”
That makes his mouth snap shut, pulling the rest of his robes and shoes off in silence until he’s only in his pants.
“Very good. Come and lay over here”
He sits himself on the edge of the bed and pats his thigh until Wen Kexing crawls over to him, laying himself over his lap. The flush never leaves his face, traveling down to his chest. He can feel his bulge through his pants as he settles down, breath rapid in anticipation.
“Let’s get rid of these”
“But A-Xu-”
He pulls down Wen Kexing’s pants until they get caught on his thighs, ass exposed before he can finish his sentence.
“You’re going to count every spank until I am finished. And if you mess up, we start all over again. Do you understand?”
“W-wait! I- please A-Xu I was just fooling around, I only wanted to make you a little jealous! Take mercy on this sorry man, I won’t do it again!”
The slap rings out in the room and Wen Kexing gasps, grip tightening on Zhou Zishu’s legs as his body tenses.
“I believe I told you to count”
Wen Kexing whines, head dropping down to hang towards the floorboards.
“O-one”
Zhou Zishu continues like that, not giving Wen Kexing a break. He allows his slaps to get harder and faster, alternating between cheeks. Wen Kexing’s gasps and soft tremors turn to choked sobs, body shaking and desperately rutting against his thigh.
“Number, A-Xing?”
Wen Kexing sucks in a breath, voice shaky as he answers, “t-thirty”
“…wrong. We’ll start again”
He sobs openly, squirming in his grip to look up at his punisher with pleading eyes.
“Please please please mercy A-Xu! This one has learned his lesson! I promise!”
Zhou Zishu regards his tear stained face, softly running his hand over the now reddened flesh.
“Five more and then you’ll get your reward. Can you do that for me, bao bei?”
Wen Kexing sniffles, nodding his head before dropping it back down, bracing himself for the last of his punishment. Zhou Zishu delivers the last five slaps in quick succession, relishes in the sting in his own hand as Wen Kexing cries out, fresh tears spilling over. He’s quick to pull him up, kissing softly at his tears and soothing a hand down his back while Wen Kexing’s sobs die down, settling into his arms after a few moments.
“So good for me. You did so well, so beautiful”
Wen Kexing preens at the praise, nuzzling into his neck and shamelessly pushing his erection into Zhou Zishu’s still clothed chest. He jumps when he feels cold, wet fingers prod at his entrance.
“When did you-”
“Relax.. let me take care of you”
Wen Kexing slumps in his arms, too tired to protest except moaning languidly as Zhou Zishu works a finger inside him. He’s kissing his temple, traveling them down to his neck before nipping behind his ear. He smiles at the pleased hum he receives, curling his finger inside of Wen Kexing. He’s working two more alongside the first, Wen Kexing whining at the burn even though his hips bear down to press those fingers further inside himself. Little pants leave his mouth as he grinds down, chasing the pleasure that races up his spine.
“A-Anh, please A-Xu” he’s not sure what he’s asking for, only that he’s desperate for more, keening loudly as Zhou Zishu curls his fingers into his sweet spot roughly.
“Would A-Xing like something more?” He smiles softly as Wen Kexing nods frantically, mouth open on a moan.
He’s laying him down gently, kissing his chest, mouth circling over a nipple as he starts to disrobe himself. Wen Kexing whines, pulling him up to devour his mouth until he divests himself of his own pants, cock slapping up against his stomach. He smirks down at Wen Kexing, who is staring at him, panting.
“Is this what you want, bao bei?”
His partner sighs softly, grinning up at him triumphantly like he had won some kind of game, “Please~”
As if Zhou Zishu could say no when his A-Xing looks so pretty beneath him, hair splayed out against the white bed sheets. He slicks himself up with more lube before pushing inside Wen Kexing at a steady pace. His back arches as he moans, arms wrapping themselves around Zhou Zishu’s shoulders when he bottoms out.
“Not that I don't love the sweet treatment, Lao Gong but can we start with the ravishing?”
It makes Zhou Zishu raise an eyebrow despite the amused twitch of his lips.
“Still so mouthy after all that, guess I need to try harder”
The snap of his hips has that lazy smirk falling off Wen Kexing’s lips, gasping in air like his lungs got the oxygen punched out of them. Zhou Zishu keeps that pace, pulling all the way out only to snap his hips forward to the hilt. It’s fast and brutal, leaving Wen Kexing a whiny, blissed out mess. He’s choking on his own spit trying to breath after every thrust, profanities and every iteration of pet names he can call Zhou Zishu slip from his lips until it turns to complete incoherent babbling.
“Did my wife want my cock this badly? Didn’t I tell you to use your words and ask?” He’s smiling down as Wen Kexing’s whines get louder, “that’s it, so much better moaning so prettily instead of running your mouth.”
“Y-you like it when I r-run my mouth”, Wen Kexing shakily grins up at Zhou Zishu, tears threatening to spill over as his sweet spot is hit over and over again.
“Suppose it gets boring when you’re quiet” he’s losing his breath, hips stuttering as he gets close.
“A-ah A-Xu please please cum inside! I’m so close”
Zhou Zishu pulls him close to his chest, grinding into him as he cums deep. His partner cries out, back taught and legs wrapped tightly around his own waist as Wen Kexing’s own orgasm is ripped out of him.
He collapsed on top of Wen Kexing, breathing in his air as they pant in the post-orgasm bliss.
“If that’s the treatment I get for misbehaving, perhaps I should tease A-Xu more~”
He receives a harsh pinch to his side, eliciting a loud yelp.
“Flirt with other men like you were before, brat, and I’ll make you kneel in the corner and watch me pleasure myself, leaving you the whole night untouched”
A pout forms on Wen Kexing’s face,”Aiya, alright alright, no more flirting unless it’s with my Lao Gong”
Zhou Zishu hums into his neck, squeezing his hips possessively.
“That’s right, Lao Po. You’re mine to have only”
He can feel Wen Kexing squirm underneath him, cheeks reheating. Calling Zhou Zishu his husband was meant to tease the other man, but hearing Zhou Zishu call him wife did things to his stomach, fluttering with heat.
“Yea? Does my A-Xing like when I call him my wife? Perhaps now I can tease this brat back for once”, he mutters, grinning against his neck.
He earns a smack to his arm in retaliation, “Nonsense! I’ll have you know-”
His sentence is cut off as Zhou Zishu captures his lips into a soft kiss, licking his bottom lip while Wen Kexing melts underneath him.
“Shut Up”
He grins, pulling him back down for another kiss, “yes, husband~