ALL NOVEL 120. Extra [NSFW]: *That* kind of Dual Cultivation
Smut spoilers:
Wen Zhihao and Sun Fuyu passed through a barrier and arrived at the Clear Heart Hot Springs, as directed by the clear blue tokens in their hands.
Unlike the patchy snow and frost in the forest, the greenery around the hot springs was lush and green and the air was warm.
The two landed and dismounted from their swords.
“So this is where it is,” Wen Zhihao said. “It looks very beautiful, doesn’t it?”
Sun Fuyu hummed in agreement. He approached the water with an investigative expression on his face. He had heard of the Clear Heart Hot Springs, but he was dubious as to whether it was better than simply being near Wen-ge.
Sun Fuyu knelt at the edge of the springs, while Wen Zhihao stood a little behind him.
The hot springs shimmered, steaming invitingly.
Wen Zhihao suddenly recalled his suspicion about these particular hot springs.
“Xiao Yu, can natural geological features become sentient?”
Sun Fuyu stood up to answer. “En, sometimes. Ordinary animals can cultivate sentience, and it is not unheard of for unique and rare plants to also cultivate.” His brows tightened in thought. “There are also old stories that the Earth, the Ocean, and some very old magical Forests have their own patron spirit-god.”
“This hot spring is very magical.”
Sun Fuyu agreed. He could sense the mind-influencing qi in the steam and water vapour rising from the surface of the hot springs.
Then it may well be sentient...The inviting steam—aiya, was this hot springs voyeuristic?
Wen Zhihao reached out and took Sun Fuyu’s hand. “Let’s not bathe here.”
Sun Fuyu nodded. He was thinking about Zhou Sheng potentially, purposefully, interrupting them. If Zhou Sheng tried to be a lightbulb when they’re bathing…! Don’t blame Sun Fuyu for striking him with his sword! It was better for him and for his Wen-ge to bathe in their own house, where they could lock the door.
The water surface flattened, the shimmering waters turning into slow, depressed waves. The water vapour became more opaque, as though hiding itself.
Wen Zhihao: “...”
Was it sulking?
Wen Zhihao sighed in his heart. “But we can soak our legs, we did fly a while to get here.”
The water vapour became clearer again, though the surface waves were still slow.
Wen Zhihao took off his shoes and socks, rolled up his trousers, and sat down at the edge of the water. After very tentatively dipping, he submerged his feet, halfway up his calves. Wen Zhihao rolled his shoulders and leaned back.
“The hot water is very relaxing.”
Sun Fuyu copied his actions, sitting thigh-to-thigh to Wen Zhihao. The hot water soothed away aches he hadn’t realised he had.
The hot springs reluctantly shimmered. Using it as a foot bath was better than nothing. It just wanted to be useful!
Sun Fuyu kicked his legs back and forth, creating little waves. “Wen-ge, let’s look at that book Zhou Sheng gave.”
Sun Fuyu had suspicions. Although Zhou Sheng was dependable on important things, he wasn’t trustable on non-important things!
Wen Zhihao agreed casually, so Sun Fuyu took the book out from his spatial ring and rested the book on their thighs.
The front was nondescript, made of a hard yellow board.
The very first page, though…
Sun Fuyu’s eyes widened at the graphic depiction of two bodies engaged in a bedroom act. A vulgar poem accompanied it.
Sun Fuyu quickly turned to the next page, but it only became more graphic. One each page, there was a rendition of a different act, sometimes it was the same characters, sometimes it was different characters. Scattered tips for sexual dual cultivation appeared in empty spaces next to the drawings.
!!!
Heat bloomed across Sun Fuyu’s face. He should have looked at this by himself instead of with Wen-ge!
Wen Zhihao coughed in embarrassment. “Nothing to be embarrassed about,” he said in a fairly even voice.
Sun Fuyu stared at the thing going into the figure. “Yes, yes, it’s not like these things are unusual at all.” Realising that he was staring, he slammed the book shut and threw it into a dark corner in his spatial storage.
Wen Zhihao subtly squeezed his legs together. “We can...explore it further later.”
“Mmm…” Sun Fuyu doggedly avoided looking at Wen-ge. His face felt hotter than the hot springs.
After a long silence, Wen Zhihao cleared his throat. “Since we’re here, let’s examine those flowers. Can Xiao Yu recognise them?”
Sun Fuyu straightened, following Wen-ge’s gaze, glad for the distraction. “Mmm,” he mused. “Yes, it looks familiar…”
Outside, the sky was dark. In the house, the children were asleep.
The master bedroom door was locked and sound-proofing talismans activated. Wen Zhihao and Sun Fuyu had stripped down to the inner layers, the heating talismans keeping the room at a pleasant temperature.
Wen Zhihao took out more pillows, making a big slope for him to rest, inclined, upon. He patted the bed next to him.
Sun Fuyu lowered his eyes. Instead of sitting next to him, he nudged Wen-ge’s legs apart and nestled himself between them, resting his back on Wen-ge’s chest.
“Looking at the book now?” Sun Fuyu mumbled.
Wen Zhihao was glad that Sun Fuyu couldn’t see his face. “En.”
Sun Fuyu took the book out and held it up in a way that Wen-ge could see too.
Tonight, Sun Fuyu wanted to try something new. He wanted to do something they had never done before. As he flipped through it page by page, Sun Fuyu studied them all carefully, wondering if the actions felt as good as the characters looked. Would he like it? Would Wen-ge like it?
Sun Fuyu’s groin throbbed. He pressed his thighs together, but the thin trousers tented with his growing erection.
As Sun Fuyu shifted, trying to hide his growing arousal, his bottom brushed against Wen Zhihao’s groin.
Wen Zhihao sucked in a sharp breath. “Don’t mind me, Xiao Yu—”
Sun Fuyu’s eyes widened. Wen-ge’s penis was pressing into his lower back. Sun Fuyu glanced at the yellow book. There were so many pages to go, and more possibilities made it even harder for Sun Fuyu to choose.
So Sun Fuyu promptly discarded the yellow book and turned around and sat on Wen-ge’s lap. He pulled down Wen-ge’s trousers and revealed the now-familiar penis, hardening under his gaze. His mouth flooded with saliva.
He pulled Wen-ge’s trousers off completely. He licked his lips, and then lowered his head, taking the penis into his mouth. The heavy weight was familiar as he alternated between sucking and licking. His hands kept busy, stroking the base and playing with his husband’s testicles.
Wen Zhihao gasped, a slight flush on his face.
“Ah, Xiao Yu!”
His hips couldn’t help but make shallow thrusts into Sun Fuyu’s hot, slick mouth. One hand gripped the bed, while his other hand rested on Sun Fuyu’s head. A litany of words dropped from his mouth as he caressed Sun Fuyu’s hair.
“Xiao Yu, it feels so good, you’re so good, you're so enthusiastic today—”
Moans interspersed his words when Sun Fuyu sucked just right, stroked just perfectly.
Pleasure spread through Sun Fuyu’s chest at the praise, adding an extra edge and heightening his own arousal. He bobbed his head up and down. The dick hit the back of his throat, and he swallowed.
“Uggghhh,” Wen Zhihao moaned as his climax approached. His vision narrowed in until he could only see Sun Fuyu. “Xiao Yu, I’m going to come—”
With a pop, Sun Fuyu lifted his head.
Wen Zhihao’s chest heaved as he caught his breath. His entire body yearned, his cock shiny with saliva and hard. It took a few moments to gather his scattered mind back.
“I want to do something different today,” Sun Fuyu said shyly. “Can husband hold this?”
Wen Zhihao stared when Sun Fuyu took out a nondescript small jar from his spatial ring. Sun Fuyu took off the lid and placed both items on Wen Zhihao’s hands.
Sun Fuyu then dipped some fingers inside. It came out with a clear gel. Lubricant. He then reached behind himself and pressed against that secret hole. A low groan fell from his lips as the first finger pushed inside.
Wen Zhihao’s mouth went dry as his heart rate picked up. He could imagine Xiao Yu’s finger moving in and out, opening up his chrysanthemum, the lube making the hot insides slick and ready.
Sun Fuyu controlled his breathing and pushed in a second finger. Under purposeful relaxation of his body, that channel opened up. His dick throbbed, painfully hard. He wanted this so much, had wanted it for what felt like a while now.
“Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu looks good,” Wen Zhihao murmured. His gaze wandered up and down Sun Fuyu’s body, soaking in the smooth skin, flexing with wiry muscle.
A flush bloomed on Sun Fuyu’s cheeks, both from the effort and from the embarrassment. He pulled the fingers out and used the rest of the lube on his fingers and hand to slick Wen-ge’s penis.
Wen Zhihao’s body went tight with restraint. “Xiao Yu, do you want me to—?”
Sun Fuyu shook his head. “Let me do this. Lie back and watch me?”
Wen Zhihao had to incline back obediently. “Listen to you.”
Sun Fuyu smiled distractedly. He shuffled up, knees resting on either side of Wen Zhihao’s hips. He grasped Wen-ge’s dick and aligned it just so.
The spongy tip pressed against his entrance.
Sun Fuyu could stop right now, and he knew Wen-ge wouldn’t mind. He didn’t need to take this step. But there was a burning need inside of him. He wanted to make Wen-ge his in this way too.
Sun Fuyu lowered himself. The cock head parted his flesh, stretching him out wider than his fingers. Any minor pain quickly dissipated as his qi and Wen Zhihao’s qi flowed to where their bodies met.
Sun Fuyu sank down. Slowly, slowly, the thick shaft impaled Sun Fuyu, until finally, Sun Fuyu was fully seated.
“Hhhh—” Sun Fuyu gasped. He rested his hands on Wen Zhihao’s shoulders, hardly able to believe that he had done it. All the qi concentrated down there served to make every single sensation a hundred times larger.
The channel was burning hot around Wen Zhihao’s dick. So this is what it feels like. Wen Zhihao’s eyes shone softly at his husband. He rubbed Sun Fuyu’s thighs in a comforting manner.
“Is it too much? Do you want to try the other way instead?”
Sun Fuyu sucked in a breath and shook his head. “Wen-ge can rest, I can do this!”
His muscles tightened as he raised himself up. His channel gripped on tightly, as though not wanting to let go of the heavy shaft inside of it. Then, he pushed down again, the penis splitting his insides apart again. Sparks exploded when the angle became just right, the thick cock sliding against his prostate.
Sun Fuyu squeezed his eyes shut, moaning. Good. It felt good.
He wanted more.
Sun Fuyu was a quick learner. Very soon, his movements became smooth and fast. The sounds of his heavy breaths, the slap of skin on skin, his cock against Wen-ge’s stomach, the slick sound of the big penis pushing in, pulling out, filled the room. Sensations flowed like increasingly strong waves, emanating from Wen-ge’s cock inside of him.
Wen Zhihao’s eyes fell half-mast, his hands constantly rubbing Sun Fuyu’s smooth, strong thighs. The feeling of being inside Sun Fuyu, being surrounded by Sun Fuyu’s qi, was overwhelming in the best way. Pleasure built up each time Sun Fuyu took him in as deep as he could; love built each time Sun Fuyu’s hole tugged at him as he rose.
“Xiao Yu, you are so good, really good,” he murmured, so full of feeling for the lovely man sitting on his dick. “You feel so good, I want to stay inside you forever.”
Sun Fuyu’s eyes grew shiny, his brows pinching together slightly. “Wen-ge, Wen-ge.” There was helplessness, emotion, need, all mixed in with light-headedness from the overflowing sensations. He wanted to take Wen-ge as deep as he could. His mind felt like it was fragmenting each time Wen-ge’s cock pressed against the centre of pleasure inside of him.
Not just the physical penis, but also Wen-ge’s aura was pressing inside of him, filling him up so much that it felt like it was climbing up his stomach, up to his throat, until his inner body was claimed by his husband.
He cried out when Wen-ge’s hand suddenly wrapped around his dick.
“Does that feel good? Are you also feeling good?” Wen Zhihao murmured.
Sun Fuyu squeezed his wet eyes shut and nodded. “En, feels good—ah—ugh—”
“I love you, Xiao Yu. I love you the most, I’ll love you the longest—”
Between the warm hand stroking his penis and the thick hard penis dominating his hole and the qi owning him from the inside out, it was too much. Sun Fuyu cried as come erupted from his dick and sizzling euphoria and pleasure overtook his entire body. He quivered, rhythm disrupted. His full weight sank onto the cock inside of him.
“Ughh, Xiao Yu!” Wen Zhihao’s orgasm was pulled from him in the vice-like grip. His cock pumped hot come, filling Sun Fuyu’s inner crevices, painting it with an overlay of white. His qi flooded Sun Fuyu, penetrating into his cells, into his meridians, and completed the dual cultivation.
Heavy panting breaths filled the room.
Sun Fuyu slumped down on Wen Zhihao. In the movement, Wen Zhihao’s cock slipped out of his now loose hole, followed by some strings of lube and semen. He kept his eyes closed, obediently turning his head when Wen Zhihao planted soft kisses all over his face.
“I love you so much.” Words murmured against Sun Fuyu’s cheek.
Sun Fuyu nuzzled his head against Wen Zhihao. “I love Wen-ge the most too.” He shivered when Wen Zhihao suddenly pressed a finger into his hole.
It fingered and teased around, scoping up the come and pushing it back in a playful manner.
Sun Fuyu’s heart throbbed. He wanted Wen-ge to display more of this kind of possessiveness.
“Wen-ge, Wen-ge, push it all back in, don’t let any out…”
Wen Zhihao’s dick immediately went half-hard again. “You want it all inside?”
“En, as much as Wen-ge can give me, I want it all, and no one else can have enough, okay?” Big wet eyes pleaded.
“Of course.” Wen Zhihao pressed a firm kiss on Sun Fuyu’s forehead.
The night was long.
ARE YOU HAPPY NOW??? ARE YOU???
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