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@Zhang Linghe If Linghe was so eager to donate his yang essence to Chengxin, then who was he to reject this human's generous offering? Chengxin leaned forward eagerly to take the entire manhood in his mouth again, though he soon discovered that he had to do much less work compared to before because the bumpiness of their carriage ride had him jerking his head forward every few paces, almost pushing Linghe's member down his throat a few times when he wasn't ready. The corners of his eyes welled up as he got further and further down the length, coating it in his saliva. As he looked up to gauge Linghe's appearance, the back of his throat squeezed down on his husband's manhood, hoping for him to release soon.

@Ding Chengxin Linghe tried not to look so shocked. Chengxin had just pleasured Linghe with his mouth not even a full day ago, and now he was eagerly kneeling to do it again. Before Chengxin even lifted his robes, Linghe was already erect beneath his trousers, twitching and leaking in response to Chengxin's touch. He gasped softly when Chengxin's lips kissed his tip, and one of his hands flew to the cushion beneath him to ground himself while the other gripped the hair at the base of Chengxin's scalp. "Yes..." he breathed in response to Chengxin's cheeky question, his cheeks impossibly hot. "But I think you could do better... try again, Xiao Ding."

@Zhang Linghe "But Ah He, you're supposed to be protecting my honor," Chengxin huffed softly as he was pinned down, leaving no room for him to wiggle out of Linghe's grasp even if he wanted to. With his back pressed against the seat of the carriage, it was as though every nick and bump on the road had intensified tenfold, "What if the coachman hears us?" he asked, "Or the people we're passing by!" He looked up at Linghe earnestly, his heart racing in his chest as the older continued to probe around his sash and under his robes. "Something else," Chengxin said, "Let me take you in my mouth, Ah He," Chengxin offered instead, finding that option to be safer and more discreet. Seeing that he somewhat caught Linghe off guard, Chengxin squirmed until he had the younger sitting back again. With deft fingers, he began to work on Linghe's robes instead. When he had freed his husbands (unsurprisingly) erect manhood from his trousers, Chengxin giggled and held the weight in his hands, pushing all his weight into his knees as he leaned forward and planted a kiss on the tip of Linghe's length, giving it a few as his husband had taught him, "Am I doing a good job bearing this responsibility?" he returned the question to Linghe.

@Ding Chengxin When he felt Chengxin's pushing hands, Linghe gathered them above Chengxin's head, pinning them down easily by his wrists. "Xiao Ding, when you say it like that, you make it sound like I'm a lecherous old man wanting to take advantage of you," he murmured between kisses. "I am your husband. What I do to you is your responsibility to bear." His free hand touched Chengxin's waist and pulled at his robes. He only intended to tease Chengxin at first, but now that they were lying in this position, Linghe desperately wanted his Chengxin, even if it was for only a moment. "Do you agree?"

@Zhang Linghe What a persistent nature Linghe had to him! Chengxin had been so caught off guard that he didn't anticipate suddenly being pinned down or the kiss that came after it. Linghe's tongue was wet and warm, ing into him invasively and exploring Chengxin like he was some kind of new territory yet to be claimed. "Mmm..." he moaned back as he was pushed downwards, having no choice but to keep up with Linghe as best as he could. Once the older relented, Chengxin was panting, and he gently shoved at the older, "Wh-what are you gonna do to me Ah He!" he gasped.

@Ding Chengxin Linghe laughed when Chengxin was stunned into near silence, picking up the hand Chengxin used to hit him with to press a kiss over his knuckles. "You're full of vitality too? Are you telling me you want to spend some of it so we can replenish it with that soup? Say no more." Flipping them around so Chengxin was lying amongst the mound of cushions with Linghe pressing down onto him. Their waists pressed flush together, and Linghe took the chance while Chengxin was dazed to slip his tongue between Chengxin's lips. "I'll help you release some of that vitality, Xiao Ding."

@Zhang Linghe The sheer audacity of Linghe was enough to stun even Chengxin, who didn't know anything human emotions until recently. "Ah He!" he exclaimed, batting his husband over his arm, "How can we do that in a moving carriage?" Chengxin asked. He found it rather difficult to take Linghe when they were going at their own pace in bed at times, much less when there was choppy gravel and an unpredictable horse pulling them along. He pressed his palms against his cheek, feeling the warmth before he started to fan himself, "I'm also full of vitality right now, can't you see!"

@Ding Chengxin Day by day, Chengxin was opening up to Linghe, saying things he would never have said before in the teahouse. Linghe grinned lazily, caressing his wife over the small of his back and holding him steady whenever they passed an uneven piece of the road. "You're right, Xiao Ding. I'm your vitality, so since I need extra to share with you, I should drink that antler soup." He laughed lightly to himself, seeing Chengxin's bare body beneath those robes again in his active imagination. "Hm... Xiao Ding, since we're going to restore my vitality anyway, perhaps we should use up some of it now."

@Zhang Linghe Chengxin felt a warmth spread through him as Linghe's lips pressed against his neck. It was usually expected when their lips connected, but he felt a little faint in the head at this sudden gesture from the younger. This lightheadedness seemed to be happening more and more often when he was around Linghe specifically now. But still, Chengxin couldn't quite put his finger on why his heart raced every time Linghe was near, or why his stomach fluttered with anticipation. Linghe's touch, his voice, even the way he moved with such confidence and effortlessness—it all made Chengxin, a high and mighty fox spirit, feel inexplicably drawn to him. As the carriage began to move and Linghe settled beside him, Chengxin found himself leaning into the embrace, his eyes tracing the outside scenery as the palace streets changed into the busy markets and city life that he had occasionally seen when he lived in the teahouse before. "Well...I didn't eat yet..." he mumbled, comfortable in Linghe's arms, "So I guess I'm hungry." He looked up at the older, his big eyes twinkling as he teased the younger back, "Aren't you supposed to be my vitality, Ah He?"

@Ding Chengxin "Of course he agreed." Linghe pressed a hungry kiss against Chengxin's neck, bold with the privacy of the drawn curtains. "I told you he would agree to anything I said, didn't I?" The carriage began to move, and Linghe settled amongst the cushions, drawing Chengxin against him. He drew the curtains back partway so Chengxin would have some passing scenery to look at, in case anything interested him. "Are you hungry? Did you eat yet? I hope you saved some space for lunch. The pavilion serves an excellent antler soup"—Linghe tapped the tip of Chengxin's slim nose with a grin—"to restore your vitality."

@Zhang Linghe It pleased Chengxin greatly to hear that Shuxin was wailing about being on house-arrest while he went out on a special day trip with Linghe. His spirits had been lifted in the morning, so when he arrived to the palace gates to wait for Linghe, there was a radiant smile on his face. He even peeked out past the window curtains to appreciate the outside view. The palace halls were lined with guards, and the entrance gate was so high that it looked like he was inside a chasm. He had considered wandering about to see if he could find someone to prey on, but seeing how inconvenient locating his way around the palace looked, he decided against it. Besides, with Linghe to fulfill him, there was no need. Chengxin suddenly heard loud footsteps and the carriage rocked sightly. The next moment, Linghe was propeling himself into Chengxin's arms, drawing a giggle out of the normally unamused fox spirit. "Ah He, did the emperor really let you go? Just like that?" he asked after kissing Linghe back. Chengxin's eyes sparkled as he held Linghe's hands in his own, "So now it's just us?"

@Ding Chengxin The next day, as Linghe promised, he managed to convince the emperor that he would need to do the minimal amount of official work up until his departure so that he could prepare adequately for the journey and the ensuing battle, and that included skipping morning court. As he predicted, his request was granted, and so when he walked out to the carriage carrying Chengxin waiting outside the palace, he did so with a bounce in his step and an uncharacteristic smile on his face. Pleased to find Chengxin waiting for him inside the luxuriously decorated space, Linghe let the curtains fall behind him and surged forward to kiss Chengxin.

@Zhang Linghe Linghe's answer was still not the satisfactory response that Chengxin was looking for. As quickly as the smile had come, it was replaced with another frown as Chengxin was tucked into bed. "Thinking about me won't do either of us any good though..." he muttered under his breath, avoiding Linghe's eyes to prove a point to the human. If thinking about each other could solve the problem, then why did wives let their hair down for years and cry about their husbands? They would already know how their husbands were doing and wouldn't have to wait in anxiousness every waking moment of their days. When Linghe didn't say anything else, Chengxin sighed and closed his eyes. At least tomorrow he'd see how good Linghe was at following through on his words.

@Ding Chengxin At first, Linghe was worried, but then seeing Chengxin's bright, mischievous face and hearing his attempt to follow Linghe to the countryside again, Linghe's frown returned. "I would rather you stay here, where I know you'll be safe. Xiao Ding, the best thing you can do for me is to stay here." He pressed a light kiss to Chengxin's swollen lips, satisfied when he tasted himself over Chengxin's mouth, subtly sweet and not at all too unpleasant for his wife. "We still have ten days, starting tomorrow, so rest assured we will make the most of it, Xiao Ding." Once Chengxin finished with his water, Linghe guided him to lie down, although Linghe continued to sit above him and his long, silky hair, his fingers coming through little knots and tangles from their wild activity. "I will think of you every day. I promise."

@Zhang Linghe Even though he had fallen back on accident, Linghe didn't let Chengxin linger on the ground for long. As if he were still an ailing bride, the human had swept Chengxin off his feet and secured him back in bed again. Chengxin sat up and sipped at the water, though he was already feeling rejuvenated and able to conquer the entire kingdom if he wanted to. "I'm alright Ah He," he reassured his husband, though his hoarse voice probably didn't reflect that. Chengxin smiled after he got his fill of water, his glistening lips, "That wasn't so bad...did you like what I did Ah He? If you take me with you to the army, I can do that for you anytime!" he tried again.

@Ding Chengxin Linghe's eyes grew wide when Chengxin fell away sputtering. He hadn't meant to harm Chengxin, but in the moment Linghe had gotten ahead of himself. He couldn't even focus on the lingering pleasure of his release as he covered himself and pulled Chengxin back up onto the bed with one swift motion. From the warmed pot of water at the tea table in the room, Linghe poured out a cup for Chengxin, returning to his side and holding him up to lie against Linghe's waist so he could drink. "I'm sorry, Xiao Ding," he said, worry filling his eyes as he peered into Chengxin's small, flushed face. "Did I hurt you?"

@Zhang Linghe Finally, Chengxin got what he wanted when Linghe's manhood pulsed in his mouth, and suddenly released his essence down Chengxin's throat. Fighting back the urge to cough it back out, Chengxin closed his mouth around his husband to create a suction, allowing him to swallow everything without wasting a single drop. He squeezed his eyes shut as he did, groaning softly as Linghe pushed his head down. With his mouth still filled and his head held in place, Chengxin could only look up at the younger with wide, watery eyes, giving a nod of his head to satisfy Linghe. He stayed in place until the younger let him go, and Chengxin finally sputtered a few times, falling onto his side as he tried to catch his breath. Just as he predicted, his entire body was warming up again, filling with power and energy that only a human's essence could give him.

@Ding Chengxin Since he didn't want Chengxin to worry further, and since he himself could not hold on any longer, Linghe let himself go. It didn't take much longer of Chengxin's and stroking before Linghe released, shooting his load directly into Chengxin's throat. Linghe groaned loudly, his grip over Chengxin's head tightening, holding him tight in place so Chengxin couldn't squirm away. "Take it all," Linghe panted, resisting the urge to just stand and start ing into Chengxin's mouth. "Do you understand from this how much I love you?"

@Zhang Linghe "Mm, I can," Chengin hummed, relieved that Linghe wasn't unable to produce essence, but rather was just holding out on it. Once he was coaxed to wrap his lips around the huge length again, Chengxin's glimmering eyes conveyed to Linghe his eagerness to help his husband release. Chengxin had received Linghe's manhood inside of him many times, but he had never had to hold it with his hands. The weight of Linghe's manhood was surprising, and he had never tried to wrap his hand around the girth before. As his tongue slid underneath and massaged Linghe in circles, his fingers tried to keep pace, moving up and down until the entire shaft was coated in slick and Chengxin's fingers were glistening we too.

@Ding Chengxin Sitting at the edge of the bed with his legs spread to accommodate his wife between them, Linghe did not think he would ever be able to convince Chengxin to pleasure Linghe with his mouth. His hands rested over Chengxin's head lightly now, keeping him in place as if Chengxin might change his mind and leave. "You're doing so well, Xiao Ding." Linghe held back a guttural moan, his fingertips dipping against Chengxin's scalp. He moved them to cup Chengxin's rounded cheeks, brushing at the puffy skin beneath his eyes. "I'm just trying to hold back... so you can do this for me longer. Can you do that? Or are you excited for me to release?" Linghe picked up Chengxin's hand and wrapped his long fingers around the base of Linghe's . The simple touch elicited a low moan from Linghe, and he covered Chengxin's hand with his own, guiding him to up and down. "Do this while you use your mouth on the tip."

@Zhang Linghe Chengxin was never the type to let anyone tell him what to do, especially not a human, but somehow, half an hour later, he was on his knees between Linghe's legs, his mouth stretched around the general's massive and his head bobbing up and down to take as much as he could down his throat. Linghe sat above him, guiding him with a gentle hand over Chengxin's locked hair, but other than that, it was all Chengxin's work. He had somehow convinced himself, as his tongue lapped against the manhood, that this was a mutual benefit too. If accepting Linghe's essence from the other's lips and from below was effective, then surely swallowing it directly from the source was going to work just as well. Chengxin pulled away to catch his breath, looking up at Linghe with round, pitiful eyes, "Ah He...you're so big...am I not doing a good job? You're not...releasing anything."

@Ding Chengxin Linghe's head spun with Chengxin's kiss. He chased after his lips even when Chengxin pulled away, kissing him through his words. "Not yet," Linghe murmured, his hands beginning to wander over Chengxin's sides, happy now that he had gotten Chengxin to agree to his plan. It was only just beginning to sink in that Linghe was going to have to part from Chengxin for a very long time, and he had no idea how he was going to keep his head straight while worrying about his wife at home. "Xiao Ding, I was wondering... if you'd want to use your mouth tonight."

@Zhang Linghe Perhaps Linghe just wasn't used to the thought of having his wife follow him to the battlefield just yet, but with a little time and some extra persuasiveness that Chengxin would pull out of his sleeves, he was sure that it was going to be a resolved problem in just a few days. "Alright Ah He, I guess that sounds better," he said, though he didn't make himself look too happy so Linghe would continue to work to curry favor with him. He didn't think that the younger would try anything else that night though, so Chengxin kissed him back once more and drew just a small amount of essence from the kiss. "It's late, and Ah He, you have morning court tomorrow. Let's blow out the candles and go to bed, shall we?" he coaxed his husband.

@Ding Chengxin "Of course not," Linghe said, floundering again to correct his plan to Chengxin's liking. Chengxin settling in his arms again was a good sign, and that meant Linghe was close to fully convincing him to behave for the time Linghe would be gone. "I'll have the carriage bring you to the imperial court when the court finishes, and then we can go to a restaurant in the city," Linghe said, rubbing Chengxin up and down his back to calm him. "It's the finest restaurant in the capital, and the second floor terrace offers an excellent view of the lake." He grasped Chengxin's chin to kiss him over his wonderfully full lips. "Does that satisfy you, my fickle wife?"

@Zhang Linghe Chengxin didn't know how convinced he was by Linghe's promise yet, but seeing how determined his husband was to cheer him up, he finally let up a little. "Alright...then you go do that tomorrow," he said, slumping against Linghe. Chengxin had gotten a little better at stomaching more human food during a meal too, which meant that having yet another meal with Linghe wasn't going to be so bad. He just wasn't sure if he could deal with hearing Shuxin's snide remarks about him again, not when his mood was already dampened with the news of Linghe's departure. "But..." he hesitantly brought up, hoping to guide Linghe towards the outcome he wanted, "You're coming home to eat lunch Ah He? That means we have to eat with all the jiejies...so it's not really alone time, is it?"

@Ding Chengxin Chengxin caught Linghe easily in his lie. He pressed his lips together, racking his mind to think of an excuse to placate Chengxin in that moment. "Surely... I will need time to prepare for such an important battle," he said slowly, talking as the thoughts came up inside his mind. "Then the emperor should understand I will need to be excused to do said preparation... And my preparation isn't physical." He forcefully pulled Chengxin's arms down and brushed his fingertips over Chengxin's frown to smooth it out. "I need some time alone with my wife so I can go into battle with a calm mind. He would never deny my request. I'll just go to morning court tomorrow and tell him then. We can have lunch together to start our day."

@Zhang Linghe Even for a human, Linghe had some impressive strength that Chengxin couldn't combat (given how he had already projected this weakened image of himself). He continued to pout when Linghe tried to reassure him, mentally cursing the younger out in his mind for being so stupid. If the battle was so surely going to be won, then there should've been no issues with Chengxin following him to the battlefield! He didn't answer to any of Linghe's pleas or coaxing, only crossing his arms and shaking his head when the younger suggested that a measly /ten/ days would be able to atone for weeks, if not months of being apart. What would Chengxin do in that time? Waste away while having to go back to eating slimy human hearts? The thought of that didn't sound even a tenth as pleasurable as it used to be for him. Since Linghe wasn't getting the hint, Chengxin had to up the demands so that Linghe would see how unfair he was being. "You go to court every morning and work in your office every evening. How can you be with me the entire time then, hm? I can't even go with you!"

@Ding Chengxin "Xiao Ding!" Was the younger really /sulking/? Linghe was a little dumbfounded. His wives rarely acted like this, and when they did, he was quick to nip it in the bud. "I'm not going away forever. I promise I will come right back once the battle is won." Linghe grabbed at Chengxin, refusing to let him turn away and end their conversation. "And I /will/ come back. Xiao Ding, I will miss you so much." Seeing Chengxin's frown, Linghe would do just about anything to please his little wife, besides from actually taking him to the countryside. He touched his lips lightly to Chengxin's forehead, trying to placate Chengxin without pushing him too far and angering him into running off. "Xiao Ding, since we only have so many days left together, do you really want to spend them being angry with me? How about I the next ten days with you—every day, starting tomorrow—before I leave? Will that help you?"

@Zhang Linghe "I won't be a burden- I just want to be with you!" Chengxin tried to convince the general. He would stay out of the way and only come out at night, since that was his whole intention of going with Linghe to begin with, as he had so rationally laid out in his mind. He enjoyed Linghe's companionship, but it wouldn't kill him if he didn't have it while the younger was training and battling with his army during the day time. Since Chengxin really did believe he had everything figured out, one word of rejection from Linghe had effectively ruined his mood for the rest of the night. He moped as Linghe drew him into a hug, using the silence to convey his ultimate disappointment at being left behind. Huffing and turning away despondently from Linghe once he was let go, Chengxin began to get ready for bed, not in the mood to replenish his essence tonight. How could he, when thinking about Linghe's imminent departure left him in such a sour mood?

@Ding Chengxin "No," Linghe said immediately. He was horrified that Chengxin would even think of an idea like that. It was a pointless request, though, because there was no situation in this world where Linghe would agree to it. "Xiao Ding, I won't allow it, no matter what. You're the safest here. If you come with me, who will watch over you? All I would be able to think about is protecting you, and I can't do that. I need to focus on the battlefield if I want to come home safely to you." He was just as heartbroken, if not more, than Chengxin at the idea of parting, but he was more scared of putting his youngest wife in danger. He drew Chengxin into his arms in a warm embrace, bringing his hand up to the back of Chengxin's head. "Behave. Don't make this hard for me. I want to spend our last days together happily."