âChengjun, shall we do something else?â Lou Jing said, pulling open Xiao Chengjunâs powder blue underclothes. His hand wandered over Xiao Chengjunâs chest, gently kneading the soft flesh under his fingers.
âSome⌠something else?â Xiao Chengjunâs breath came in short gasps. He widened his dark eyes and stared at Lou Jing. He understood what Lou Jing meant. He frowned slightly and pushed himself into a sitting position with one hand, then circled an arm around the back of Lou Jingâs neck, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips. âI originally thought that we should only go all the way after I officially married you again. It would be unfair to you otherwise.â
Xiao Chengjun felt his heart turn to mush as he looked at Lou Jing. Of course he wanted to be more intimate with Lou Jing. It was just that⌠right now, he couldnât give Lou Jing the status of being his wife. Wasnât it demeaning to Lou Jing to do this?
Lou Jing stared at him in surprise. He had just realised that his husband still didnât know what exactly he was fantasizing about. The corners of his lips lifted in amusement. âWhat nonsense is this about it being unfair? If two people are willing, thenâŚâ he bent forward and took a blushing pink ear between his lips. âWeâre having an illicit affair now, remember?â he whispered naughtily into Xiao Chengjunâs ear.
âAn⌠an illicit affair?â Xiao Chengjun trembled slightly, and his blushing pink ear turned bright red.
Lou Jing laughed gently as he reached out a hand toward the side of the bed and pulled out a small black box from the pile of outer clothes there. Plum blossoms could clearly be seen depicted on the exterior of the box. Lou Jing had developed the habit of bringing ointment for injuries with him everywhere he went from his days on the battlefield. After he left the Imperial Palace, this little black box had never left his side.
âChengjun, letâs go all the way, shall we?â Lou Jing said softly, kissing that red little ear.
âOkayâŚâ Xiao Chengjun replied in an equally soft voice. He changed their positions, pressing Lou Jing down below him. He couldnât help smiling as he looked at Lou Jingâs gorgeous smile, that smile which could charm all of existence into doing as he said. For his future Empress to have to be the one to suggest this, he had really failed as a husband. He reached out to pull apart Lou Jingâs snow white underclothes, revealing his smooth, well-muscled chest. He planted a soft kiss on that fair skin.
Lou Jing had practiced his familyâs Internal martial arts since he was young, and every inch of him was toned and well-proportioned as a result. The smooth lines of his muscles flowed gracefully into each other, and when Xiao Chengjun caressed them, he could feel how firm and supple they were, as if Lou Jing were a lithe snow leopard. It was incredibly enticing.
Xiao Chengjun slowly kissed his way down Lou Jingâs throat, and Lou Jing extended a hand, tracing a line down Xiao Chengjunâs back all the way down his waist. Lou Jing inserted his hand into Min Wangâs underpants and grabbed hold of those two round mounds that heâd had naughty fantasies about for some time. He caressed them gently, then kneaded them, the pressure he exerted increasing as Xiao Chengjunâs kiss became more and more passionate. Slowly, his hand slid toward that secret place between the two mounds.
âNn?â Xiao Chengjun got a shock, and raised his head to look at Lou Jing.
Lou Jing smiled lightly, then flipped Min Wang over with force, pressing him under himself. In the split second that Xiao Chengjunâs legs were in the air, Lou Jing nimbly pulled off the hindrance that was Xiao Chengjunâs underpants and positioned himself in between Xiao Chengjunâs legs. He reached for the small black ointment box with a wicked little smile.
âZhuoyu, youâŚâ It was only now that Xiao Chengjun realised what his Consort meant by âgoing all the wayâ â Lou Jing wanted his body! âNo, this wonât do â Iâm the husband here!â
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âOh yes, Dianxia is the husband,â Lou Jing said, using a finger to dig out a gob of ointment from the black box. âItâs only⌠right now weâre not officially married, and if Dianxia wants to be fair to me, then this is how it should be.â After he said this, he kissed Xiao Chengjun, extinguishing any objection that he might have had. That well-lubricated finger moved to that secret part of Xiao Chengjunâs body, circled around it, massaged it gently, and finally extended halfway into that little opening.
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Min Wang Dianxia might have felt that something was off about the whole situation, but his mind was in a haze and his reflexes were much slower than usual thanks to that finger that was stimulating his behind. He couldnât form a cogent argument anymore, and could only let that finger move further into his body.
âChengjun, someone spoke to me about making a profit from the Qinghe canal repairs. This isnât anything aboveboard, and Iâm afraid I might do things that are even more improper in future,â Lou Jing said. He gently wiggled the finger that was inside Xiao Chengjun, and leaned down to plant soft kisses on Xiao Chengjunâs chest. âIâm afraid that one day you will suspect me, avoid me, and lump me together with the unscrupulous ministers and traitors of the Imperial Court. Iâm afraid that when you ascend the throne, youâll marry someone else.â
Xiao Chengjun stared at him in surprise. So in doing this, Lou Jing wasnât just giving in to the urges of the flesh, but was also pushing his boundaries, trying to confirm Xiao Chengjunâs love for him again and again. He couldnât help smiling bitterly; it was true that he couldnât give Lou Jing any solid confirmation of his love for him in this sorry state. Well, if this was what Lou Jing wanted, what Lou Jing needed, then he would give it, so that his love could have peace of mind.
Thinking this, Xiao Chengjunâs body started to relax.
Lou Jingâs lips curved into a smile, and he pushed a second finger in. At the same time, he took a pink little bean on Xiao Chengjunâs chest into his mouth, licking it and using his teeth to gently pull against it.
Xiao Chengjunâs brows knitted together, and he turned his head to one side, pressing his lips together to stop himself from making a sound.
Lou Jing didnât have any prior experience either, and whatever he knew, heâd learnt from that book from the palace. He remembered what the first chapter had said: Great pain is felt by the receiving party during the first instance of sexual relations. The dominant party must proceed slowly and with cautionâŚ
Lou Jing didnât dare to force his way in, and he focused diligently on expanding that tight little hole. At the same time, he trailed kisses from Xiao Chengjunâs ear all the way down to his lower abdomen, trying to soothe Xiao Chengjunâs discomfort.
Lou Jingâs tender ministrations were like a balm for Xiao Chengjunâs fears, and they slowly faded away. He stared at the fabric suspended between the posters of the bed. Having a foreign object invade his body was not pleasant, but his body was starting to feel hotter and hotter as Lou Jing continued to work his fingers in his rear end. He couldnât resist reaching out to touch himself in front, but a slender hand prevented him from doing so.
Xiao Chengjunâs body could now take in four fingers, and Lou Jing dug out some more ointment from the box, taking care to spread it out evenly in that secret place. He caught hold of Xiao Chengjunâs wandering hand, which had been trying to reach toward the front of his body, then intertwined their fingers together and pressed his hand down next to the pillow. Lou Jingâs breath was a little ragged now. âBear with it â this might hurt a bit,â he whispered.
Lou Jing was covered in sweat. Xiao Chengjun saw this and knew that he had also been suffering as he endured the wait. He bit down on his lip and nodded slowly.
Lou Jing reached out to remove that lip from his teeth. âDonât bite your lip. If it hurts, bite me,â he said tenderly. As he spoke, he leaned down, positioning his shoulder next to Xiao Chengjunâs lips, thrusting into Xiao Chengjunâs body at the same time.
âAhhh!â Xiao Chengjun immediately tightened his grip on Lou Jingâs hand. His neck craned forward involuntarily, and his whole body started trembling uncontrollably. âIt hurts⌠it really hurts⌠mmph⌠pull⌠pull out⌠ahâŚâ
Lou Jing gently caressed the top of Xiao Chengjunâs head and rained soft kisses down on his face. âYuanlang, Yuanlang, donât be scared,â he said, trying to comfort the person below him.
On hearing Lou Jing address him this way, Xiao Chengjun slowly calmed down.
Lou Jing smiled and rubbed his nose against Xiao Chengjunâs. âYuanlangâŚâ he whispered, as he slowly pushed himself further in, burying himself completely in Xiao Chengjunâs body.
âMmphâŚâ Xiao Chengjun gripped the bedsheets tightly. When he was a young boy, his mother would call him âYuanlangâ when he cried, and his Father Empress would also call him by this name with a warm smile. The comfort he felt on hearing himself being called by this name was carved deeply into his bones, and it was strangely able to ameliorate the pain he felt now.
Lou Jing looked at Xiao Chengjunâs face, which had gone white with pain. He hugged him tightly, feeling his heart ache for his beloved. He waited for the pain to pass, then started moving slowly and gently.
The initial pain Xiao Chengjun felt gradually subsided with the gentle caress of Lou Jingâs member inside him. After the pain reached its zenith, he no longer seemed to feel it any more, as if he were numb to the pain. What took its place was an inner heat that gradually built in his body, a heat that could only be soothed by Lou Jingâs gentle thrusts. As Lou Jing moved, he touched a certain spot within Xiao Chengjunâs body, and Xiao Chengjun shuddered involuntarily.
âIs it here?â Lou Jing asked, smiling down tenderly at him. He slowly sped up his movements, thrusting toward that particular spot.
âMm⌠donât⌠ah! Ahh!â
Xiao Chengjun didnât know what he was saying any more. His mind was blank, and all he could do was let the person on top of him plunge again and again into the deepest parts of his body. It was as if he was having a long dream, and in that dream, he was a little boat, tossed around by big waves on a tempestuous sea.
The intense pleasure that coursed through their veins was nearly too much to bear. This was the first taste the two young men had of the ecstasy that could be had together, and they couldnât resist the temptation of doing it twice more before they finally took a break.
By this point, Xiao Chengjun had no energy left to say anything. He trembled uncontrollably in Lou Jingâs arms as he lay lifelessly on the bed, and Lou Jing caressed him comfortingly over and over again, until his breathing slowed, became regular and his eyes closed in slumber. Just before Xiao Chengjun really allowed sleep to claim him, however, he mumbled something to himself. This was obviously also this personâs first time, how was it that he had such stamina?
Lou Jing couldnât stop smiling as he observed his Min Wang Dianxia mumble himself to sleep. Le Xian was waiting on them that night and was standing outside their room. Lou Jing instructed Le Xian to prepare some warm water, and when the bath was ready, he carried the soundly sleeping Min Wang to wash up.
The next day, An Shun knocked on the door at the usual time. âDianxia, itâs time to get up,â he said.
Xiao Chengjun opened his eyes tiredly. He tried to move a little, and couldnât help grunting in discomfort. His body felt refreshed, and that part of him was not particularly painful, but his back and waist were aching very badly, making it hard for him to get up.
âReport to the palace that Min Wang Dianxia is not feeling well today, and will not be attending Court,â Lou Jing instructed An Shun in a clear voice. His eyes were closed, and he pulled the person who was valiantly trying to rise into his arms.
âI canât do that!â Xiao Chengjun exclaimed, frowning and struggling to get up.
âDianxia, if you go to Court like this, arenât you afraid that people would know what we did last night?â Lou Jing said suggestively. He opened his eyes, then smiled as he licked the love bites on Xiao Chengjunâs neck.
Xiao Chengjun got a shock. He reached into the little chest next to the bed and pulled out a small brass mirror. The other parts of him were fine, but his neck had a number of red love bites. He glared irritably at Lou Jing, then flipped over and lay down on the bed with his back to the latter.
Lou Jing gave a low chuckle as he sent An Shun off to the palace. He then draped himself over Min Wangâs shoulders. âIf you want to hide your capabilities and bide your time, you need to stop working so hard. Fish for three days and sun your nets for the other two is what I say. Otherwise the Emperor will start having suspicions again if youâre too hardworking,â he said lightly.
Xiao Chengjun ignored him and just closed his eyes. In all the years of his life, he had never been this irresponsible, but he now felt like skiving off after listening to Lou Jingâs cajoling. Since he wasnât going to the Palace anyway, he decided heâd just catch up on the sleep heâd lost last night.
Lou Jing also lay down next to him after making sure that An Shun had left for the palace. He massaged Xiao Chengjunâs sore back and cuddled him to sleep before getting up, putting on his clothes and instructing Le Xian to watch Xiao Chengjunâs bedroom door. He then flipped over the wall and left.
âShizi, you can leave from the side gate,â Chang En said, frowning as he tried to stop Lou Jing from leaping onto the roof.
Lou Jing raised his eyebrows. He hadnât thought that Xiao Chengjun would even prepare a special entrance for him. âNo need. Iâll just flip over the wall to avoid inconveniencing anyone,â he said. He turned back to look at the tightly shut bedroom door, smiled a small smile, and instructed Chang En to prepare his share of lunch. He then leapt over the wall and disappeared into the early light of dawn.
Lou Jing actually couldnât bear to leave Xiao Chengjun at a time like this, but he had no choice; today was the day his Second Uncle and First Aunt were leaving the Capital, and he had to see them off.
In the Imperial Court, the Chunde Emperor held a submission in his hands. âSomeone has suggested that Min Wang be the one to go to Qinghe and supervise the canal repairs,â he said in a deep voice.
The Minister of the Left Zhao Duan was stunned. He shot a furtive glance at where Xiao Chengjun usually stood, but to his surprise, it was empty. The industrious Min Wang had actually skipped a Court session? He heaved a sigh of relief nonetheless. If Xiao Chengjun had been here, there would have been no good reason to decline this suggestion, given the decisive way the Emperor had put it forward.