Feng Yu Jiu Tian

Feng Ming apprehensively made his way into the room and his eyes were downcast in fear of what was to come. Before he a second to lift his face, he ran into a sturdy chest.

He was quickly engulfed into a familiar embrace.

Rong Tian’s infuriated face rested on top of his head.

‘Where did you go?’ his lover demanded in an authoritative voice.

‘Just outside the palace’, Feng Ming played innocent as he blinked his large doe eyes.

‘Who gave you permission to leave the palace grounds?’ He chided.

Feng Ming reprised feigning a wrongfully accused voice, ‘Didn’t you say, as long as I am in Xi Rei no harm will come to me?’

The King vented his frustration on his lover, his mouth bit down on the nape of Feng Ming’s slight shoulder.

‘Enough with bickering, when I returned I was informed by the servants you had taken your personal servants with you. Did you know how much I worried? Chiu Lan and the girls are increasingly out of line. It is time to teach them a lesson!’

‘I was the one who wanted to go out, you can’t punish them!’ defended Feng Ming.

‘Yes, you’ll be the first on the list.’

Seeing his beloved had returned safe and sound, the raging anger within was quickly extinguished.

His stern face relaxed into a sly smile.

‘The next time you dare sneak out again, I will thoroughly discipline you.’ He chuckled,

‘So, where did you go?’

Feng Ming darted his gaze to think of a believable answer, ‘I was monitoring the new terraces you’ve ordered that are under construction.’

‘What do you think about the progress?’ the King beckoned in a husky tone. A hand slipped under the folds of Feng Ming’s collar.

Rong Tian’s hand was like a hungry wolf savoring the young warm skin.

Under Rong Tian’s extremely skillful touch, Feng Ming had long forgotten about his lame terrace excuse. Instead, his legs faltered and he couldn’t help but rest his weight into the nook of the King’s arms.

Feng Ming released a provocative moan.

‘I want to eat you whole.’ The young man in his arms was aroused. Rong Tian looked at his lover with a look of appraisal.

Feng Ming had long lost any will to put up a fight. He surrendered straightforwardly, ‘Then go ahead and eat up.’

On this rare occasion, Rong Tian showed restraint like a noble gentlemen.

He smiled and shook his head. ‘I don’t have time to dine now.’

‘Why?’ Feng Ming’s bedroom eyes were half-cast. His cheeks were flustered.

Such an alluring face made the King’s heart itch and unbearable itch. He sealed the young man’s lips and started to purse his own to gently nip them.

Layers upon layers of Feng Ming’s extravagant outfit were peeled off and discarded onto the floor.

‘Rong Tian…’ Feng Ming moaned suggestively.

Rong Tian’s raised an eyebrow, without notice he swept Feng Ming into his arms and carried him to their bed.

‘Ah!’ A small whelp came from Feng Ming.

Feng Ming was about to reach his peak, his shaft begged for release. He yanked desperately at the King’s collar.

‘I want to…’ he gasped.

‘What do you want?’ The King grinned at the young man’s predicament.

The King’s heart was burning with desire for Feng Ming. He had to exercise self control and not act too rashly.

Rong Tian’s eyes studied the slender body pinned beneath him. His skillful danced along Feng Ming’s skin like a seasoned pianist, hitting all the right notes.

Feng Ming painstakingly tried to suppress his voice. He sounded like a small kitten meowing for more milk. His body ached and begged to be released. Rong Tian coaxed his manhood into submission. Feng Ming’s craving was consoled by the King’s delicate touch. Soon enough, creamy liquid oozed from the tip.

‘Feng Ming, was that comfortable?’

The younger man nodded but with dissatisfaction on his face. He propped himself up and bit down on Rong Tian’s neck with no mercy.

‘Ouch!’ the King was taken by surprise.

Without warning Rong Tian flipped the man around and bent him over his knees and gave his bare cheeks two playful smacks.

‘You dare to bite the King of Xi Rei, how audacious!’ he mocked.

‘I wouldn’t dare to but I am always the one who is left in a shameful position!’ Feng Ming exclaimed.

His doe eyes glared at the King with the tenacity of a mob boss putting his foot down. ‘You don’t have any physical deficiencies in that department so why don’t you just be more direct?’ **

‘Direct?’ Rong Tian’s throat made a strange sound.

This kid is acting reckless, even giving me an invitation. If it wasn’t for my concern over your health condition I would have eaten you alive, bones and all by now!

However, the King was in the dark behind the true reason why Feng Ming was so receptive and needy for physical contact.

Since Princess Miao Guang raised the topic of marriage, Feng Ming pondered over an inevitable milestone in a King’s life. He knew Rong Tian would eventually take in a wife, in fact he feared it. If that was to ever happen Feng Ming’s heart would know nothing but pain. He worried about their unknown future. He couldn’t restrain his emotions and wanted to be held by the King.

‘That’s right, even though I’m scared of it hurting. I feel like I am ready to go through…go through to…’Feng Ming spoke bashfully.

His eyes avoided the King’s as he reached out to take the initiative. His delicate hand gently wrapped over the King’s murder weapon that had long been standing at attention.

Heat from the King’s penis seeped out from the cloth that bound it back. Rong Tian’s patience was at the breaking point. Feng Ming was really testing him.

‘Are you positive you want to go all the way?’ The King’s ability to fight his primal needs was commendable as he tried to speak with the last of his reason. He studied Feng Ming’s face.

Feng Ming gave him a muffled sound of approval.

‘You aren’t afraid of the pain?’ He gave him one last chance to back out.

Feng Ming closed his eyes, bit his lower lip and nodded silently.

The younger man was a delicacy that had dangle before him, now there was nothing to restrain the King from monopolizing him. Inwardly, Rong Tian gave out a wild howl.

Even though he was bursting with hunger the King’s movements were still very gentle and considerate. He softly pushed Feng Ming down flat against their pallet.

‘Don’t be scared,’ His voice was overflowing with lust.

‘I…I’m not scared at all…’ the younger man’s voice was betraying him.

A pair of large hands ghost over his waist, slowly tracing over the supple skin.

Instead of his partner relaxing under his touch, Feng Ming’s muscles locked and his entire body grew stiffer than a piece of wood.

Feng Ming’s face was alarmingly pale.

Rong Tian tried several times to penetrate Feng Ming’s entrance. Each time he was met with full resistance, after a few more attempts he stopped.

‘Feng Ming, you need to relax.’

‘I’m! I..I’m ready to be with you.’ Feng Ming chewed his lower lip suppressing a cry of distress.

Rong Tian sighed and reached for Feng Ming’s lips. ‘Don’t move, relax your jaw. Look, you’ve wounded your lips.

The King frowned.

‘Before I have a chance to enter you, you’d probably die of anxiety.’

Rong Tian calmly took over the situation. He used his own hand to relieve his throbbing member. Thick milky fluid shot onto his hand and he grabbed a cotton cloth to clean himself.

‘Rong Tian….’ Feng Ming caught his hand and pleaded, ‘Won’t we continue?’

‘How would it be possible with you in this state?’ Rong Tian wrapped the man in his arms to pacify him.

‘It doesn’t matter, there’s plenty of time. We will do it when you are truly ready.’

It would be more appropriate when we cure your poison.

Feng Ming shook his head, his eyes glistened.

‘I want to be with you, just like how a man and woman can be combined in flesh.’

‘Don’t cry. There isn’t a need to be frustrated or disheartened.’

Rong Tian was surprised by his lover’s sudden down pour of tears.

‘Why should I stop?’

‘Well, firstly you were completely out of character. Weren’t you about to give me a free meal ticket?’

Feng Ming paused and gave the King a miserable look. His lips trembling, ‘I just wanted to prove that I can also give you pleasure.’

‘Of course you are able to give me pleasure.’

There was a brief silence between the two.

Feng Ming’s turned his teary eyes to confront the King.

Rong Tian couldn’t help but to surrender.

‘Alright, if we didn’t go all the way today you’d cry your eyes out.’ The King pondered a solution.

On a whim he proclaimed, ‘There is a custom in Xi Rei, where a young male youth would go under the guidance of a mature man. They share a close relationship sometimes they would share a bed. As a trade off, the youth will be able to improve their knowledge and gain power. I also had such an experience.’

‘You don’t mean…’ Feng Ming’s voice was quivering with anticipation.

Rong Tian let out a long sigh. There wasn’t any better alternative.

‘There is so much time before us, giving you one turn isn’t bad.’

‘You’ll really let me be on top?’ Feng Ming’s eyes were wide with excitement.

‘Do you have any better suggestions?’

‘Ah! This is awesome!’ hollered Feng Ming who could barely contain his happiness. He grabbed the King’s shoulders and bounced with joy.

‘You are too good to me! You are the best! You are the best person in the whole entire world!’

This was certainly a good outcome for Feng Ming.

If I had known this would happen, I would have offered myself to be devoured earlier!

Without any seconds to lose, Feng Ming pounced onto his target like a tiger.

Rong Tian jeered, ‘Feng Ming, being on top doesn’t necessarily mean you need to shred my clothing.’

‘I’m sorry. I just can’t control my excitement!’

‘Go easy there!’ The King snorted. ‘Do I do this to you?’

‘I’m sorry!’ Feng Ming couldn’t hold back his desperation.

Outside the Prince’s chamber, Chiu Lan and the rest were secretly eavesdropping at the door.

There was not a sound from Rong Tian, all they could hear was Feng Ming’s frantic shrieks of pleasure.

‘My little Tian Tian, you are sooooo greaaaaaaaat!’

‘I loveeeee you so muchhhhh!’

‘How about we keep this arrangement next time?’

Feng Ming’s random shouts gradually became heavy breathing and grunts.

For the audience outside, the sounds set their faces glowing red.

Chiu Lan and the sisters looked at each other.

They were left stunned like fish out of water.

After an hour, the moaning ceased. As if the two men had expired out of exhaustion.

The girls were just about to sneak a peek to see if their masters had fallen asleep when the doors suddenly opened. The girls swallowed their startled yelps.

Filling up much of the doorway was a very indifferent Rong Tian who carried a completely wiped out Feng Ming in his arms. The younger man was in a different world.

Rong Tian wore an outer garment to cover his modesty. His muscular chest was in full view. Scattered about his skin were love bites of differing severity from Feng Ming. The head maid caught sight and her face seared like embers. She knelt before her masters.

‘Your highness…’

‘King…’

Rong Tian wasn’t affected, he softly ordered, ‘Prepare a bath.’

His lover stirred in his arms, he frowned and peered down at his cargo. The spoiled youngster remained asleep but would sporadically giggle to himself. Rong Tian couldn’t help but grin at the idiot in his arms. With a bit of a change in his normal gait, Rong Tian made his way towards the bathing area to clean them both up.