Imposters Inside Us

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/36324136.

Rating: Mature
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Category: M/M
Fandom: 人渣反派自救系统 - 墨香铜臭 | The Scum Villain's Self-Saving System -
Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
Relationship: Original Luò Bīnghé/Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū
Character: Original Luò Bīnghé, Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū
Additional Tags: Mistaken Identity, Top Luò Bīnghé, Bottom Shěn Yuán | Shěn Qīngqiū,
Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Drama, Dubious Consent, Plot What
Plot/Porn Without Plot, Explicit Language, Kissing, Smut, Size Kink,
Bingge got that dick, The Heavenly Pillar strikes again, Airplane bro is
gonna pay
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-01-10 Words: 5,774 Chapters: 2/2

Imposters Inside Us
by PillowEmpress

Summary

Luo Binghe, the original protagonist of "Proud Immortal Demon Way", had been swapped
into another world with the Luo Binghe of that world. This story takes place in the events of
the bamboo house after the canon story but during the extra, where Shen Qingqiu does not
find out that Bingmei is actually Bingge. With it in mind that he's his Luo Binghe, Shen
Qingqiu does what he was made for. Which is papapa, of course.

Notes

Hello, everyone reading this! This is my first ever smut fic, so I do hope I haven't made any
bad mistakes and can give y'all something good to read. I love this fandom, and I hope to
write more stuff once I get better at writing! Please let me know what y'all think after
reading!

Long live the Heavenly Pillar!

 Suspicions

Shen Qingqiu felt as if he was melting from the tip of his tongue to the deepest pit inside of his
stomach, burning with a strong, irresistible, desire that was Luo Binghe. Sucking him in with a hot
fervor and powerful lust only belonging to a protagonist, the Peak Lord failed to fight against it,
falling victim just like one of Luo Binghe’s hundreds of wives in the original novel. For crying out
loud, he was seduced so easily after swearing he wouldn’t sleep with Luo Binghe so easily not that
long ago, and now-THIS was happening!

Internally, Shen Qingqiu could only blame himself for being such a whore for the protagonist.

After what happened earlier and seeing Luo Binghe in a weakened state, Shen Qingqiu assumed
the worst and had taken them to Qing Jing Peak for safety. His former disciple hadn’t spoken to
him on the matter, only lashing out at him to leave him. Something Shen Qingqiu interpreted as
this loveable pup not wanting his master to be harmed because of him.

Not interested in being a helpless maiden in need of protection, he refused to listen.

He supposed that’s what got him into this situation now…

Not even a minute after entering his room in the bamboo house and seeing Luo Binghe sitting on
his bed like he was the owner of it, with a passionate hunger in his eyes, his lover quickly snatched
a firm hold on him the moment he stepped closer; holding down Shen Qingqiu’s neck with one
hand, with his other tightly on his waist, kneading his tender flesh, going lower with each
breathtaking moment. Shen Qingqiu gasped aloud at the actions of his shameless former disciple,
but couldn’t speak out any complaints before his lips were taken in by the other.

For a split second, the kiss started gentle, but the moment this demon lord got a taste of a lofty,
scholarly immortal, he couldn’t resist drinking more. After being away from his harem for so long,
he was parched. With this tasteful beauty in front of him, and available to him as well, of course,
he had to take a sip..maybe more. No, he had to have more.

Slipping his tongue in forcibly and entangling his saliva with Shen Qingqiu, he found the desperate
pants for air coming from the smaller man in his hold, quite erotic. He couldn’t hide his smile as
the other man began to wrap his arms around him, his hands grabbing at his hair.

Luo Binghe kneaded his tender hands along his body, touching all of the sensitive and tender spots
with his vast knowledge of sex-as one would have after bedding 300 women.

That’s right, the man currently embraced and enveloped in the lust thought he was with his lover,
but it was him, “Luo Bingge”, all along!

It didn’t take long for the peak lord to look absolutely debauched in his hold; completely
submissive to his lips and screwable to his eyes. Luo Binghe ran a caring hand up to his hair, then
through his hair as he kissed a lock of it. His voice ran deep and heavy when he spoke.

“Shizun. This disciple...this one eagerly wishes to go further with his dear and precious master,
may he? He promises to not upset you one bit.” Moving his head to his shoulder, he whispered
smoothly into his ear, “I promise to make this a memorable experience for the both of us~”

To the original Luo Binghe, he was almost certain he was within reach of a delicious meal, one
only for him to ravish. Not waiting for an answer that could be disappointing, he closed in his lips
with Shen Qingqiu’s once more and continued with his strange thirst for this man he once viewed
as vile scum.

Inside of the Peak Lord’s mind, however, was a weak millennial screaming for mercy against an
unjust system.

What the hell is this?! This isn’t fair at all!! Why? WHY?!?! How is he so experienced after only
one time?! A disastrous one at that?! How is he able to have skills like this?! System! I demand
compensation!!!

The Siri reminiscent voice rang out with a ding.

[Requested compensation by the user is denied. User must see through the current scenario for
later compensation]

Fuck your approval, system! Fuck the system! I’m about to get fucked here!!

[System going temporarily offline for the sake of the user]

Ha?? Offline? You coward! Fuck you!

Despite the man screaming in both his heart and mind, he continued to sit spread out on the sudden
papapa expert’s lap, essentially straddling him at this point, unconsciously. His legs were spread
apart on either of Luo Binghe’s sides, as the man grew shamelessly hotter at the contact between
them.

Nibbling, then gnawing on his soft lips with his tongue devouring him deliciously, Luo Binghe
coerced his dear shizun into gasping out small addicting moans and whimpers of pleasure when he
slipped his hand through his upper clothes and onto his chest. Rubbing his nipples in circles while
giving it the occasional pinch, Shen Qingqiu closed his eyelids tighter in embarrassment, refusing
to meet the malicious gaze that Luo Binghe was now making.

The man was stunned to hear himself gasp out such lewd and embarrassing sounds, wanting to shut
it tight, but with the invading tongue inside of his mouth, he stood no chance.

He hadn’t expected his former disciple to have become so skilled so quickly, and to put it to great
use in a way like this-on him for that matter-was just leg trembling. Literally, his legs were
growing weaker while being pushed ever so further apart on Luo Binghe’s lap.

His mind was muddled. Was he really going to do this? He felt his heartbeat grow faster, his nerves
going numb at every touch from Binghe. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead as he gulped
down a mixture of his own saliva and Binghe’s, but with his tongue being bossed around by the
other’s, a dribble drooled down at the side of his chin.

He felt so flushed, flustered that he could be made to feel such a way by his former disciple.

It was almost intoxicating.

Of course, he saw him as a proper adult now, Luo Binghe was now a proper man who could do
these things; he was an adorable, emotional, fragile maiden at times, but something like this was
really a steep difference! It was like hopping off a stair-step only to fall into the abyss-wait, no, he
doesn’t want to imagine that.

Either way, the fact that Binghe was playing his body like a fiddle and sliding off his robes so
effortlessly right now was also just as shocking!
Maybe…right now…it would be fine, right? It doesn’t seem so bad.

With their deep and passionate kiss continuing, Shen Qingqiu tried to inch himself even more
closer to Luo binghe, sitting directly above where the legendary heavenly pillar was resting; soon
to be rising. One sudden move and it would (erect) erupt from its slumber.

Maybe the former millennial was hoping for such an outcome?

Pushing himself out of the strictly receiving end, Shen Qingqiu began to attack back as well,
fighting back just as passionately with his mouth while his hands stroked the arms that held him.
His eyes remained closed the entire time, though, as he couldn’t face the fact that he was doing
such a shameless thing right now.

Finally parting with a wet pop of their tongues, Luo binghe gazed deeply into the face of Shen
Qingqiu. The Peak Lord truly was an attractive thing after all, and his body felt so right under his
hands. He wondered how it’d feel to feel more, to be inside of him, to make him moan louder, to
make him scream, to turn him into a mumbling mess at his techniques, and to make him beg for
more throughout the night. Looking at the man blushing a deep red all over, he knew he had to
have him right now.

When Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes, the first thing he saw were the red eyes of a beast staring
back at him.

Did…did he want to eat him? It certainly looked like that!

Gulping down the mixture of saliva down his throat, flustered, Shen Qingqiu desperately wanted to
hide his face behind a fan immediately! How could his disciple look upon him in such a way? Not
to mention what they just did was…well it wasn’t something he ever taught in their lessons, that’s
for sure!

“You…Luo Binghe! Where on Earth did you learn such...such inappropriate things! This master
certainly has never allowed such skills to be taught in his peak, so, how do you have this…k-
knowledge?” He was genuinely curious as well as suspicious. Protagonist he may be, there was no
way he could have learned such skills if he only ever loved Shen Qingqiu-which is a little
saddening but heartwarming to him at the same time.

Letting out a low laugh, Binghe took hold of Shen Qingiu’s hands, placing them to his lips coyly,
then gently placing a tender kiss on each knuckle. Taking great care to please him, Shen Qingiu’s
expressive features softened. “Shizun, this one has been waiting so long for you, and as a studious
disciple, I have always been studying very hard on what best to do when this sort of situation would
happen. To use what I have studied on you, would be a great honor and pleasure, so, please…may
we? I am afraid I cannot hold on any longer. I want to embrace my shizun, please~”

Oh, so he studied hard for this day, then? Huh...so, Binghe must have spent a lot of time
researching when he had previously asked for them to share a bed together, is what Shen Qingqiu
thought to himself. Going even redder in the face, Shen Qingiu removed his hands from Binghe’s
lips, moving them to his face in an attempt to save his image and what respect he had for himself.

“If…if Binghe promises to be gentle..and careful with me…then…this master, I, would be okay
with it…”
 Conclusion

Shen Qingqiu felt completely and utterly bare in front of Luo Binghe…it didn’t help that he indeed
was in terms of clothing, but even so, he felt very embarrassed about the situation despite being a
grown man.

He could do this! He’s read about this kind of thing before! He’s heard from his sister in his prior
life about these things when she overshared at dinner. No problem, he could totally get fucked by
the heavenly pillar. Yep…so why was Luo Binghe staring at him with such a hunger, making him
feel like re-thinking his decision?

No, no, he wasn’t about to back out of this now! Doing this sort of intimate thing was bound to
happen between them, and it wasn’t like he didn’t want to or anything, it was just new and a little
scary. Oh well, at least he wasn’t being turned into a human stick like the original goods.

With a delicious sight of a peerless beauty sitting in his lap, Luo Binghe couldn’t help but savor the
visage in his mind as he licked up the neck of the pale scholar, now turning red at the intimate
touch of him.

The Demon Lord never could have predicted this sort of situation to occur, nor exist; another
reality in which he not only worshiped his scum of a master but loved him as well.

Well, it wasn’t so bad. Shen Qingqiu did have a nice look to him, and even though he had dealt
with great pain and annoyance from his own Shen Qinqiu in his world, this one didn’t seem to
share the same personality or hatred towards his disciple.

As intelligent and dark-minded as this man was, Luo Binghe couldn’t help but think with his other
head when it came to reading that book Liu Mingyuan had. To think a copy of his wife would be
interested in these filthy things…Resentment of Chunshan…what a terrifying masterpiece.

Well, he couldn’t deny the fact that it interested him as well.

Fucking his master wasn’t in his plans for the day, but since he was here, he might as well.

Feeling his master tremble at his touch, Luo Binghe reached into his robe, pulling out a small vial
of scented oil. He never traveled without any, as his vast encounters with women made him a well-
prepared man to papapa in any situation.

Pulling Shen Qinqiu down so that his head would rest on his shoulder, Luo Binghe soaked his
fingers in the oil, placing them near his hole, teasing the outside rim with a poke.

He could feel his former master freeze at the touch, holding his breath.

Binghe couldn’t resist the dark sinister smile that curled onto his face, as Shen Qingqiu’s eyes were
off of him, but his ass was right in his hands.

Without a sense of hesitation in his body, Binghe plunged a single thick finger inside of him,
entering the tight and warm space. A shuddering gasp was made short when Shen Qingqiu covered
his mouth with his hand in surprise.

It was a tight fit, but, it felt so nice.

Hearing his shizun breathe hard against his neck and wrap his arms tighter around him, Luo
Binghe’s confidence as a sex master continued to soar into the heavens like his pillar.

To think that my old master would be such a shy virgin like this. It’s almost funny that the “me” in
this world didn’t have the balls to seduce this treasure for himself already; it’s no wonder how he’s
so eager to be bed by me. Haha, what a delight.

“Shizun…you feel wonderful to this disciple~” He whispers in a low, rough, voice.

He almost lost it and laughs when hearing the muffled whimpers next to his ears.

“Don’t worry, Shizun, I’ll make this much better for you right now.” With that promise, he did just
so. Thrusting his thick, oiled, finger into his ass; driving it in and out repeatedly, from the tip, all
the way to the knuckle. The way his master tightens around him made him want to loosen him all
the more.

“Mn…ngh…this…this disciple of mine is, quite skilled with his hands, I see.” Shen Qingqiu
managed to muster out a few words in an attempt to hide his shame, to still seem in his mind and
intellect.

Luo Binghe was ready to fuck him stupid from those words.

Pushing in another oiled finger, he heard a higher-pitched gasp from the man in his lap.

He stretched out his fingers inside of him with each deep thrust, punching out a few breaths from
his master. He was intentionally avoiding that certain spot, teasing him more until

Ah…

There it was. Luo Binghe smiled widely as he felt Shen Qingqiu pushing himself downwards on
his fingers. He was glad he could make the man want him so much that he’d try to fuck himself on
him.

Shifting the hold he had on him, Luo Binghe used his knees to lift him up higher, gaining a better
thrusting point, and went to town on his ass. Hitting a tender spot of flesh inside of him, Binghe
inserted another finger inside of him, lovingly punching an orgasm into him without using his cock
yet.

“B-Bignhe! Ahh~ Mnnngh~ t-this is too m-much…” Shen Qingqiu shouted at his disciple,
smacking him on the head lightly once, but still rode out his finger all the same. As much as the
man wanted to complain about the pleasure he was feeling, Luo Binghe knew he was going to
enjoy everything he would do to his body.

Thrusting them in and out, Binghe has only focused on this sensitive part of his body, ignoring the
rest for now, as he wanted to see him come undone from just playing with his ass.
In his defense…he had none. Shen Qingqiu just had a great body, and a great ass at that, too. It
wasn’t a crime to toy with what he wanted to eat, right?

Thrusting his fingers harder and more harshly, Luo Binghe teased the idea of adding in more of his
fingers, when his loving master turned his face to look at him in the eyes.

His breath was punched out of him for the first time in a long while. Looking at Shen Qingqiu’s
face, his flushed red blush at his cheeks and ears, teardrops forming in his bright jade green eyes,
and his lips trembling with a shy desire, he couldn’t make himself look away from it.
His Shizun was alluring in beauty, yes, but, was he always this heavenly to the eyes?

Pulling his face in closer, Shen Qingqiu gently caressed his face, looking lovingly into his eyes
before kissing the demonic sign on his forehead. Binghe’s eyes went wide at this in surprise, as his
mind went blank for the first time.

“Binghe, I love you…this master of yours is ready for the next part to come…so…please, let us
continue this together, okay?”

Luo Binghe was at a complete blank in his mind, in awe of the words being told to him. Just how
long has it been since someone looked at him in such a way? How long has it been since someone
told him they loved him with such genuine emotion?

Right…of course, he wasn’t the intended recipient. It was that other Luo Binghe. The one that this
version of his Shizun had loved and cared for.

No one actually loved him…

Well, this Shen Qingiu in front of him didn’t need to know that.

He may not have his heart, but he’ll gladly have his body.

What the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck-

What was this?! Since when did he lose all face and dignity to be pierced and fucked by his
disciple’s fingers?? And since when did he start enjoying it?!

Lecturing himself to no end, Shen Qingqiu bashed himself for being so shameless, yet he was
making no efforts to stop or move away from Binghe.

He admitted, it was a very pleasurable experience to be fingered by the protagonist, and he wasn’t
against the idea of going further with him, but thinking about it was nerve-wracking!

Shen Qingqiu could just feel himself grow weaker in his hands, however, a certain body part of his
was betraying him, as it grew harder from the intimacy they just shared.

To him, this wasn’t fair. How could it be fair? He was seduced so easily by this handsome
protagonist while he assumed he looked like shameless scum, a naked one at that! Actually, why
was he the only one naked?

Binghe! How could you do this to your master? I mean I’m not complaining, but-

Suddenly, Binghe switched positions and laid down Shen Qingqiu on the bed, splayed out under
him with his legs spread out. Binghe’s essentially trapped him under him with no effort, shoving
his legs apart with his own and holding Shen Qingqiu’s hands above his head.

Shen Qingqiu held his breath tight, being so exposed right in front of Binghe like this, it felt
humiliating!

“You! Don’t hold me like this!” Shen Qingqiu spouted in a flustered voice while looking like a
lewd succubus beneath Binghe’s touch.

“Oh, okay then.” Binghe then let go of Shen Qingqiu’s hands, only to wrap himself around his
body tight.
“...Binghe.”

“Shizun.”

“How much longer are you going to cling onto me like this?” You damn Koala.

“Right…”

Was his little lotus nervous as well? This was to be considered their first time together, after all.
The thought of his Binghe being all flustered and not wanting his shizun to know was so adorable,
he couldn’t hide his laughter.

While Shen Qingqiu was laughing at the thought of his Binghe being this shy maiden in his head,
the not-so-maiden-like Luo Binghe above him was taking off his pants; and from those pants arose
the legendary heavenly pillar itself, which immediately quieted the scholar now gaping at it.

HOLY FUCK.

HIS DICK IS HUGE!! And that fit inside of him once before?! Yeah, no wonder it nearly killed
him last time! That thing is a weapon of mass destruction!! How in the hell was that supposed to fit
inside of him this time?

“Um, Binghe, I don’t think-”

“Shizun!” Binghe dropped his face closer to Shen Qingqiu’s, with a fiery look in his eyes. “Shizun.
I know my size may frighten you now, but I know it can be very pleasing if you would allow me to
enter you. You already said I could, didn’t you?” His last words sounded a little like a whine,
plucking at his Shizun’s weak heart for pathetic men.

“...That…It is indeed true that I said you could…mn…” His face flustered once more, eyes staring
down at the giant pillar.

Holy hell that damn thing has got to be at least 12 inches, and that girth was insane! Why the hell is
it so big and wide?! Airplane, you shitty author, you’ll pay for this!

“It’s…It’s quite big, huh.”

Binghe seemed to smile with great pride at that statement, as he brought his cock together against
Shen Qingqiu’s. It was a sizable difference between them, making the smaller man gulp loudly.

Shen Qingqiu was by no means small, more like above average in terms of size, but being
compared to Luo Binghe was just mean.

With both of their cocks being hard from the intimacy they already shared, Binghe began rubbing
them together passionately. Pre-cum leaked from Shen Qingqiu’s member as he stifled the moans
escaping his lips, his back arching in pleasure.

“Shizun, it feels good, doesn’t it.”

Why does that feel more like a statement than a question? Curse you and your confidence, go back
to being shy like me!

Binghe stroked them both with one hand, using the other to pour the rest of the vial of oil onto their
members. As the scent of the oil filled the air, so did overwhelming lust.

With enough foreplay and teasing, Binghe lowered his head to give Shen Qingqiu a deep kiss,
entangling their tongues together again before moving off to align his oiled member right against
Shen Qingqiu’s hole.

“Ah! W-wait, Binghe!”

“Shizun, you promised me, didn’t you?”

“I did, but, you can’t just enter me like that! I-I don’t think I’ll be able to stand it if I’m facing you
like this…it’s just too much for this old master of yours, okay!” Shen Qingqiu couldn’t help but
cover his face to shield himself from the shame of it all. Everything was going to happen now.

He was going to be fucked.

He was expecting Binghe to put up some sort of argument, but instead was met with his body being
effortlessly flipped onto his stomach on the sheets; his body pinned once more and his hair
covering his face.

He was so powerfully strong, it made Shen Qingqiu feel like he was the maiden in the situation.
Although he refused to see himself as one, he really was at this point to anyone’s point of view if
they were to see him like this.

Shen Qingqiu barely had the time to think or move his hair away from his face to breathe, when he
felt the air being punched out of him by a distinct, large, hot, and pulsing member entering him
from behind.

Along his neck from behind, he could feel Binghe gently kissing his smooth nape, as if comforting
him from the pain of a giant dick being inserted inside him. This was going to hurt at first, but
Shen Qingqiu wanted Binghe enough that he bore through the agonizing pain. Even though he was
stretched out enough and had oil, it was still going to be a tight fit. He breathed out slowly, trying
to focus away from the pain of his hole stretching out painfully slow.

It started okay, but the longer it went on, the less patience he had. Just how much had Binghe
inserted already? He barely started and it already felt like the end.

Binghe could hear his Shizun whine through his lips under him, now seeing that he was biting
down on the sheets.

“Shizun, it’s going to be okay. I’m almost halfway inside, so please endure it, you’ll enjoy this very
soon~”

EXCUSE ME?? ALMOST. HALFWAY. WHAT?! Here I am, ass full with dick, and you’re
telling me that your dick is almost halfway in?? Bullshit! I’m killing airplane after this!...that’s
hoping if my legs will still work the next day, or the day after that…

Clenching the bedsheets in his hands, he tightened unconsciously inside, squeezing Binghe’s pillar
in a way that made him groan lowly in delight.

“Shizun–I love how you tighten around me, it’s so precious. How about I help you relax some
more, hm?”

Binghe leaned in closer, shoving in another few inches inside of Shen Qingqiu with both of them
groaning at the action. He then used one hand to take hold of his Shizun’s cock, rubbing the
already oiled and pre-cum exuding member with great care; rubbing up and down, placing his
thumb right over the tip, and teasing him with every stroke.
Shen Qingqiu was already beginning to give in, moaning lightly at the intimate touch he was
receiving in both his private areas. However, it wasn’t over yet. Binghe then used his other free
hand to rub and pinch at Shen Qingqiu’s nipples, which were so pink and perfect in Binghe’s eyes.
If it weren’t for this position, he’d devour them in his mouth, biting them down to see if Shen
Qingqiu would respond lustfully as one of his wives would. Perhaps in the next round.

Pressing a passionate kiss to his nape, Binghe found that his attempts to relax Shen Qingqiu were
working, as his passage into him eased up at last. Finally, just one last inch, and he’d be fully
inside of him.

Binghe moved back a little to thrust himself inwards when he brushed past that tender and soft area
inside of Shen Qingqiu. A shivering gasp followed by a trembling moan is heard from the man
under him.

“O-Ohh fuck!”

Hearing his elegant and scholarly Shizun curse surprisingly from his cock inside of him, Binghe
suddenly thrust in his entire cock.

Shen Qingqiu holds tight onto the bedsheets as he is now taken apart by his disciple.

Binghe fucked into him with a tremendous speed and agonizing thrust that made him see stars with
every movement. At first, the pain of a large and wide intrusion was awful, but now that his
prostate was being hit so harshly and passionately, he couldn’t feel anything else but pure pleasure
and bliss!

Shen Qingqiu’s back arched as he moaned non-stop. Every thrust in him by Binghe was set at a
brutal speed, making him want to scream incoherent words throughout the bamboo house.

“B-Binghe!! S-sloww down! Slow down, p-please! Th-this master, I, O-ohhh~...mn!”

“Shizun. It feels so good inside of you. Let me go harder. Faster. Let me have you tonight.” While
Shen Qingqiu was incoherently begging for a slower pace, Binghe seemingly refused to give him a
break from his cock. Instead of slowing down, Binghe slammed down even harder and faster inside
of him, hitting his prostate even harder than before.

Shen Qingqiu cried out in pleasure, moaning so much that even he was surprised he could sound
like this.

Being held down and fucked senselessly like this, it wasn’t so bad. For their first time having
papapa, Shen Qingqiu could see them doing this again. And again. And again.

“Mnnnghhhh~! Ah–ahhhhh~!!”

A warm sensation had been pooling inside of him and leaking out of his slicked member,
threatening to spill over onto the sheets. Not that they were clean now anyway, their shared sweat
and the oil they had used had long stained the sheets.

“A-AHhhhHghhhh~!! B-Binghe, I–I can’t–!”

Finally, after being thoroughly fucked over by Binghe, Shen Qingqiu lost it and was tipped over
the edge when Binghe ruthlessly aimed at that soft and now pliant spot inside of him multiple
times in a row without mercy. White cum was seeping from his cock, sticking to parts of his
stomach and inner thighs from this position. The aftershock of his orgasm hit him hard as he
panted for air against his pillow, drool forming on the side of his mouth as he tried to swallow back
any dignity remaining he had left.

Despite cumming hard and trying to catch his breath, Shen Qingqiu waited for Binghe to come to a
stop as well.

He waited.

He waited.

Realizing that the stamina of this stallion protagonist wasn’t stopping anytime soon, Shen Qingqiu
cried out in a sudden high pitched moan as Binghe once more attacked the sensitive area inside of
him.

F-fucking hell–just when is he gonna stop??! It’s been going on forever at this point. Just how long
is his stamina going to last?

Sensing his Shizun’s distress from the constant pleasure underneath him, Binghe smirked,
grabbing a firm grip on Shen Qingqiu’s hips before quickly twisting the two of them around, now
placing the Peak Lord in a riding position; fully pierced by Binghe’s cock.
Shen Qingqiu hiccupped a few cries of pain mixed in with undeniable pleasure, as he was
manhandled on Binghe’s huge cock, thrust up and down like a ragdoll. Slapping noises from their
flesh slapping each other at each thrust sounded through the room, making Shen Qingqiu burn red
in his face.

“Shizun. Shizun. Do you hear that? It’s the sound of us being united inside of you–”

“DON’T! S-Stop saying s-su-uch inappropriate t-things! O-ohhh~”

Shen Qingqiu was losing all of himself to Binghe already, he felt as if his body didn’t even belong
to himself anymore at this point. Who knew papapa was so powerful? Well, powerful enough to
make you blind to the fact that the man you were fucking wasn’t actually your disciple.

As Binghe laid back in a resting recline on the bed, strong hands forcing Shen Qingqiu’s hips to
bounce on his cock mercilessly, Shen Qingqiu’s own hands lay splayed out on Binghe’s torso for
support; slipping on the upper clothing that he still had on. His right hand, unbeknownst to him,
stood but near inches from where the scar-less, smooth chest area was.

So close to the truth, yet even closer to another orgasm being shot through his nerves and body.

This overwhelming desire that consumed him, it was definitely demonic.

Was this Luo Binghe tainting him and clouding his vision with his lust, or was it the manipulation
of using the lover’s face of his Shizun’s?

The man fucking into Shen Qingqiu without stop knew the answer was clear but refused to
acknowledge it. Right now, he just needed to screw this scum of a master that was rightfully his.

“Binghe! Slower–Slower!!”

Driving in even faster, aiming directly at his prostate, Binghe continued to bounce his Shizun up
and down all the same. He devoured his cries and screams of pleasure that he forced his Shizun to
say. Every tremble and whimper, every shaking of his knees, it was caused by him, but no matter
how hard he’d thrust into him, it wouldn’t change the fact that Shen Qingqiu thought he was
someone else the entire time.
Clamping down harder with his nails stabbing at his soft hips, Binghe pulled down Shen Qingqiu’s
face to fall down near his. Stealing his lips in a lustful kiss, he swirled in his tongue with his,
exchanging saliva and, unknowingly to Shen Qingqiu, a slight amount of his blood.

Shen Qingqiu still hadn’t noticed the malicious intent this Binghe had, only noticing that he was
about to cum hard again very soon.

Pounding into him like there was no tomorrow, Binghe was leaving an obvious print of his hands
on his hips and ass, making a mark of his existence on the outside of his body, and soon, the inside
as well.

He slammed into his prostate continuously, attacking the spot so sensitive and weakened, that
Shen Qingqiu screamed his moans of incoherent pleasure when he dry orgasmed on his cock. Tears
rolled down his face as he was forced back into a kiss, where Binghe bit down on his lip. He
wasn’t letting go.

Shiver after shiver, thrust after thrust, Binghe finally loses to his stamina and comes at a harsh stop
deep inside of Shen Qingqiu, cumming immensely; hot, thick, white cum filled the Peak Lord’s
insides, while he moaned sweetly into Binghe’s mouth.

Sweating and sighing at the amount of action they both had, Shen Qingqiu freed himself from
Binghe’s lips, trying to muster out a few words, before being met with the sensation of a pillar
growing even harder and stiff inside of him again.

H-huh? N-no way–he’s that hard again! Binghe! You can’t do this to your master, if you do, then–

Rolling them over on the bed, Binghe, while still inside of Shen Qingqiu, was now above him and
managed to push his legs over his shoulders.

Pushing his long hair out of his face, his red eyes peered deep into the bright green ones below
him, making Shen Qingqiu blush in anticipation.

“Shizun. We’re not done yet. I’ve just had a taste, I want to have more, please.”

Shen Qingqiu’s eyes widened at how skilled and adult his little disciple had become in the time
since their disastrous first time, he couldn’t even respond without fumbling his words.

Luckily for him, Binghe simply smiled as he went back to pounding his dear Shizun into
compliancy again.

With the hot, throbbing and thrusting heavenly pillar inside of him, Shen Qingqiu gave himself
entirely to this Luo Binghe.

This evening, night, and the following morning, he would give himself entirely to this Luo Binghe
and not give it a second thought as he was brought into more orgasms than he could imagine
possible.

In the afternoon of the next day, however, all hell would break loose, as Shen Qingqiu would
discover a smooth chest on Luo Binghe while they were taking a bath to clean themselves of their
passionate activity.

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